#Please tell me someone else interpreted it this way 🥺

[nathaniel-underwood-is-an-intj]

Just some silly thoughts about chapter 6 of PG

The scene where bart gets summoned to Nat's office in chapter 6 of Ptolemy's gate, reads exactly like a couples therapy session between two people trying to save their marriage.

Bart's the dissatisfied house spouse that wants Nat to open up about their struggles and is threatening divorce if Nat won't go through with it; and Nat's the stoic husband that refuses to cooperate with the therapy, and instead throws himself into his work so he doesn't have to admit he has a vulnerable side...or...emotions -despite the fact that his stressful job is a major reason for the strain in their relationship, and his treatment of his spouse when he gets home.

And poor Piper is the woman who took a psychology course because she wanted to help people, and is just realising that her class did not prepare her properly for the chaotic energy that is the soon-to-be-divorced Bart and Nat.

I think if they had a more suitable mediator at this point, ie Kitty, they might have actually gotten rid of some the tension between them and sorted their shit out way sooner.

If anyone has ever read The Chrestomanci Series- specifically the lives of Christopher Chant (which I highly recommend btw) this whole interaction reads exactly like Christopher's two parents arguing and passing notes between to each other through the servants, despite them actually loving each other a lot but being too proud to admit they want to stop fighting.

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Hello :) I miss seeing Rex and Mari on on my dash. So here's a question: In a few words how would you describe:

Mari as a person (not as Rex's lover, but as herself.) Her personality, some of the things she likes and makes her unique.

Rex with Mari as your interpretation. Is he more anxious, is he super attentive that he misses some details outside, is he stoic, is he touchy, etc.

Mari and Rex as a couple in one shot (image). Do their pose usually look like (example) Mari is on Rex's lap? Mari behind Rex with her arms around his chest? Rex's hand on her waist side by side? — What is the perfect couple pose picture they have in their apartment/house?

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Sjejdjwjdj hi anon 🥺🥺🥺 this honestly made me tear up a lil bit so I will get right into it:

Mari as a person….where do I even start. She’s such a fiery volcano of a woman. She’s intense, combative, argumentative and funny. Her one liners and quips, I mean she has this ability to command a room fairly easily. But as much as she loves going out and being where friends, she loves nights in and people watching from her apartment balcony even more. As much as she is an extrovert, she’s still a fairly private and vulnerable person deep down. She keeps who she really is, her sensitivity, her emotions, her heart extremely close to her and is always on the defensive to protect herself. The loud boisterous side of her is a defense mechanism. And it largely works. Only her closest friends can ever really tell how something affects her or how she’s feeling. And god she’s so so passionate. When she cares about something she is relentless and fearless in her pursuit of it. It’s why Padmé connects with her so well. They will stop at nothing to make things right. To the point where they’ve both had to step out of meetings or committees when there are those who purposely don’t agree with them. Mari is quick to anger and even if she can’t do something right away, best believe her and Fox are talking shit about the situation later. She’s just SO many things. She’s so intricate and contradictory sometimes. But deep down she has the most simple of desires. To make a difference in peoples lives and to be passionately cared for the way she does everyone around her.

Rex has always been touchy feely with her. Their love language is physical touch so little things like cuddles or hands on her waist or hugs or holding her hands mean so much to both of them. It’s how they can say they love each other without words. Rex is patient with her above all else. He listens and he protects her heart so that she doesn’t always have to fight so hard. She can just be. And he builds trust with her the way no other man ever has. He won’t ever betray her trust or abandon her or hurt her. He just wants her wrapped up in his arms where they can both be vulnerable in each others safety. And honestly ? Being with her keeps his head clear. It makes him better. He can focus more. He finds his center so easily because he’s balanced just by knowing he has someone who cares about him as a human being and as a partner, not just as a captain. That humanization is freedom to him and the fact that he never had to even ask her to see him that way made all the difference for him.

Their classic couple pose is probably something like this. It’s not even about the photo or the world around them when they’re together. It’s just the two of them lost in each other and nothing else can ever get between them. The challenges and tragedies of the world are something they take on together, side by side, arm and arm and with their backs to the wall. It’s really them against the world. And it’s easy to see how in love with each other they are. They probably didn’t even know this photo was being taken. And also bonus points if they’re going out or something Rex always sits in the booth with his one arm spread across the booth comfortable and mari sitting on his lap with his other arm curling around her waist possessively. They’re just that couple that is always undeniably together.

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Hey, do you have any hc's of Uta, Shuu and Furuta as partners? (Fem or gn s/o). Thanks!

First of all I want to apologize for my late respond, I forgot to check for the inbox since people rarely send me asks 😭

I have neutral feeling about those guys so I don't look up content about them, which means I could interpret them wrong or have the same idea with someone else. So please don't expect too much 🥺 Also I don't have anything for Furuta because he is a riddle to me, I don't understand him enough to write anything about him.

But here are some thoughts about Uta and Shuu.

👨‍🎨 Uta's partner would, no doubt, his muse. He would be so inspired by them, and since he's a man with many talents and hobbies, his s/o should prepare to see themself in every possible art form. Painting, sculture, music, poem,... you name it.

But Uta is not gonna make it straightforward. No no, he is gonna be vague as hell and they have to guess what did he actually mean with that. A seemingly unrelated piece can also be about them because that's just how his style is and he loves hearing guesses and interpretations about his works, especially coming from his lover. He believes he is "empty" so he may just randomly create something and ask his s/o to interpret it, and he is always surprised with how they make him understand him better. I think Uta is the type who starts a relationship just to "give it a try", and eventually get attached to their partner wayyy too much.

Uta would happily tell things about you with his friends, and they couldn't be happier to see he found some meaning in his life, aside from trying to eat his best friend. Yomo has great concern about his partner, because he has personal experience about how crazy Uta may become towards someone he cares about lmao. He would give them advices, and Itori would gossip with them.

The downside of having Uta as a partner? His intrusive thoughts. He would sometimes dream about turning his s/o into something else, or consume them so they can become one or sth like that. Sometimes he slips and tells those thoughts to his partner and then casually brushes it off that he was only joking ("haha jk. Unless...").

🌙 For Shuu, he is of course the type who spend every single penny he has for his partner. He would pamper them and try to be with them whenever he has chance. Shuu is knowledgeable so he can talk about every topic that his s/o likes to make sure that they are not bored and always entertained. If you like something that he doesn't know about, you bet that his servants will have to gather up information about it and he will read through it to get closer to you. He is a very dedicated partner and he makes sure that his lover knows that.

He would take them to very exclusive places, and let them experience sensations that they never tried before. He loves seeing when his partner is enjoying something, like being taken back by trying something so good, or being amazed by a very excellent opera. Shuu is also patient and would show them the right manner to do things, like eating etiquette or dressing. Did I mention that he would love to order custom clothes for his s/o.

Shuu would often tell his father and servants about his partner, and his future plans with them. To Mirumo's delight, he takes relationship very seriously

So, what is the downside of having a relationship with Tsukiyama Shuu? Well, once he is comfort with his lover (he is sure that they will not leave him), he will start to show his bad sides. Which means, he will get more deliberate and tend to do things in his own way. He will also start to tell more about himself, and show his silly little tantrums when things did not go the way he expected. Also, if they have a fight and the fault was his, he would never admit it but he will try to apologize/manipulate them through gifts and actions.

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#5

Grace, I need a one-shot/blurb ab this post 🥺

Going on vacations can be hard when dating a celebrity of Niall’s status, but sometimes you just gotta say ‘fuck it.’

You were laying out sun tanning, Niall laying next to you when a buzz started around you, people whispering and talking, pointing in your direction and out near the parking lot.

The parking lot where there were very clearly paparazzi taking photos of you and Niall to eventually sell off to the highest paying magazine.

You groan, rolling over towards Niall, “I hate that we cant just have a bit of piece.”

“I know, petal,” he whispers pulling you into him so your head lays against his bicep and he’s leaning over you, his fingers pushing a stray hair off your forehead.

“But who cares? All that matter is that I’m herewith you, so fuck it, let’s give them something to take pictures of,” he finishes, leaning down and capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

You chuckle against his mouth before giving in and cupping his face, responding to his kiss with passion.

138 notes - Posted January 26, 2022

#4

At Last...

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Summary: Y/n doesn’t singing In front of people, but for harry she does.

Warnings: PURE TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF, mentions of a mothers death (not in detail), lmk If I missed anything!

Word count: 1345

I hope you enjoy! Happy reading! -G <3

You never sing in front of Harry. 

It’s not because you think you sound horrible, you’ve just always been shy when singing in front of people, and to have your boyfriend, Harry Styles, listening to you is too nerve wracking. 

 From a young age you knew you loved to sing, always singing along in the car or mumbling lyrics to yourself while doing a task. But never in front of friends, the only person you ever trusted to hear you was your mother. And when she passed away, you never sang in front of anyone again. 

It always felt like a you and her thing, and you didn’t want to take that memory and feeling away by giving it to someone else. 

But one night Harry sweetly talked you into singing a bit for him, which was very nerve wracking and you were terribly anxious. 

You both had been laying on the couch in his house, having been watching ‘The Notebook’ one of Harry’s favorite rom coms. 

“Alright,” you sit up, untangling yourself from his arms, “I’ll let you pick one song and I'm not singing it all, just a little part and then that’s all you get.” you tell him, looking at him expectantly. 

He takes a minute, brows furrowed and his fingers tugging at his pink plump lips, “Ok,” he sits up too, grabbing his phone from his pocket and typing away before a piano and guitar instrumental starts to play through the phone speaker and you instantly recognize it. 

You shoot him a small glare, which he just smirks back at, both of you knowing you’d have to use almost your full range to do this song. 

“I hate you” you mumble, sitting up straighter and taking a deep calming breath. 

“At Last..”  you belt out, nothing like Etta James but that's the thing about music, different people interpret songs in different ways, it’s the beauty of it. 

“My Love has come along, 

My lonely days are over, 

And life is like a song, 

Oh yeah, oh yeah” 

Harry’s face morphed in awe and shock, his mouth slightly open as his eyes,full of wonder, stare at you, a slow, breathless smile etching it’s way to the corners of his mouth. 

“At last, 

The skies are blue, 

My heart was wrapped in clover, 

The night I looked at you.” 

You stare right back at him, conveying through your eyes how much you loved him. You gave one small smile before sighing, rubbing your sweaty hands on your thighs, “alright, that’s all you get. “ 

“Y-Y/n,” he stutters, his face still full of shock, “why didn’t you tell me you could sing like that? Holy shit, babe, you’re amazing.” Harry lets out a chuckle pulling you to him, kisses you sweetly, pulling back to laugh again in amazement. 

You blush, shaking your head, “uh thanks, oh look you’re favorite parts coming up,” you bring both of your attentions back to the tv.

“Thank you for singing for me baby, I know you don’t like it but i’m thankful you trusted me enough to do it, I love you,” he whispers, pulling you into him and kissing your forehead. 

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250 notes - Posted January 26, 2022

#3

What about asking H to fuck you in front of a mirror?? It's so hot

Sex club

I got a few older!H requests so here you go!!

Summary: y/n’s trying out a new place tbat happens to be a sex club where she meet and older harry.

Warnings: Older!harry, Dom!harry, chocking, spanking, oral (female and male receiving) mirror fucking (p in v) unprotected sex, ‘sir’ ‘sweetheart’ ‘darling’ ‘slut’ ‘good girl’ , I think that it?? Lmk if not !

Word count: 5K

I hope you enjoy! Happy reading! -G <33

 It is typical for you. Whenever you went out, it wasn’t guys or even girls your age that you looked for. No, it was older men and women. More experienced and more pleasurable experiences were what you looked for. 

It had been like that your whole life, you don’t really know when it started, but when you got to dating age, it was people older than you that attracted you. You didn’t mind, hell you quite frankly enjoyed it way more than when you were with people your own age. 

Currently you were out, sitting at the bar of a sex club. This wasn’t your normal way or place to meet someone, but you’ve always wanted to try something new, and this has been on your list for quite some time now. 

Sitting at the bar, your back leaned against the bar as your legs crossed and you spun the small black straw in your long island iced tea. You wore your tightest black dress, your boobs pushed up so high you thought they’d touch your chin. You didn’t know if you’d be joining anything this time around, maybe you’d just watch this time and come back if you felt comfortable, but you still shaved every crevice of your body in case you did. 

Your eyes roam the bar areas, watching a few women walk around topless, some on stages dancing to the sensual music. Women and men watching them, couples kissing and feeling each other up, most likely getting ready to head upstairs to the main area. You were already wet, at the sight,  it didn’t take much now that you have been sitting here awhile, just watching, trying to work up the nerve to head up the stairs. 

Taking a deep breath, your eyes keep scanning the bar area landing on different couples or people that might have just met tonight, making out, whispering what they’re going to do to each other and feeling each other up. Just as you go to take a sip your eyes land on a dark haired man, and he’s staring right back at you. 

His green eyes focused on your mouth, or more your tongue as it swirls around the straw before finally getting put in your mouth. His thighs wide as he sits in a manspread, his hands fisted on his thighs, one wrapped around a glass of whiskey. God his hands are hot. You don’t take your eyes off him as you take a sip of your drink, your thighs clenching as you watch his jaw tick. 

This man is fine, the hottest man here by far. His dark hair having a few gray streaked through it, but mostly all dark, his stubbled jaw that you would like to know how it feels between your thighs. You can tell he’s older than your twenty three years, just what you like. 

Your eyes lock with his from across the room, his eyebrow quirked in challenge. You let a small smirk grace your lips, finishing off the last of your drink before setting it on the counter behind you and standing. You don’t look back as you make your way towards the stairs, hips swaying and your dress riding higher to just under your ass cheeks, you don’t care though, half the people here are in a state of undress. What’s a little pantie action? 

As you make it to the landing you can hear footsteps on the stairs behind you, a spike of excitement runs through you making you feel electrified . You're so ready to see where this night leads. 

Walking down the dark, red lit hall, you turn right into a room where you can see two women - one with dark hair and the other with blonde, are making out on a bed, a man watching them from the corner as he sits in an armchair, his shirt unbuttoned and his hand stroking his cock - just beyond the glass.  The women are groping each other, hands roaming everywhere, the one with dark hair putting their hand between the blonde’s thighs, stroking her clit at the order of the man. They moan, the blonde woman moving kisses down the neck of the dark haired one before sucking her nippile into her mouth. 

Your thighs clench, but as hot as it may be it is not as exciting as you’d figure you’d find here, so you turn and walk back down the hall. Passing a few doors, moans falling into the hall before you take a left, coming into a well lit room with two men and a red haired woman. One is fucking her from behind as the other lays on his back while the women sucks him off. It was hot, the man fucking her slapping her ass cheek making her whimper and pull off the other man. “I didn’t say stop, slut,” He snaps, his hand pulling her head back to him, she lets out a moan as she takes him back in her mouth. Her hand works his base and she swirls her tongue around his tip. 

You cross your legs, clenching your thighs, your panties soaking as you watch them fuck her. Her moans filling your ears, biting your lip to try and keep in a moan. You knew this would excite you coming here, you just didn’t know how much. 

“Does this excite you, sweetheart?” His rough, British voice rasps in your ear. His body heat encases your back in a warmth. A shiver runs down your spine, standing straighter, your hands find the hem of your dress fisting it in your hands. 

You're nervous, you never imagined to catch someone's attention tonight, you were just going to watch. His front grazes your back, not quite touching you, but you can feel his hard on brush against the curve of your ass cheeks. 

“I asked a question, love,” he rasps. His hand coming up, his fingers running along your arm causing goosebumps appear as you let out a shuttered breath. 

“Y- yes,” you whisper, unconsciously leaning back into him. His fingers brush your hip, pulling you back into him more, his hard on nuzzled between your ass cheeks, only your dress and his pants separating you. Groaning, you push your ass into him. 

You love this feeling, having a man hard for you. It excites you, your panties grow wetter as you eyes watch the two men and red haired woman fuck. The man she was sucking off now under her, fucking up into her pussy as the man behind fucking her ass. Her moans can’t be contained, she lets them fall out freely as she  kisses the man’s under her chest. 

“Fuck-” you whimper. You’ve had your fair share of threesomes, men and women, just men, just women. But never like this, never both men at once. You ache, needing to be touched, you just want to stick your hand in your panties and get yourself off but a strong ring clad hand catches you before you can. 

“No touching yourself, sweetheart,” he orders into your ear. Your back is fully leaned on his chest now, a whimper escaping you as he tugs your hand back, laying your palm flat on his thigh. The hard ridges of his abdomen pressed into you. 

“What’s your name, love?” he asks you, keeping you against him with a hand on your hip and the other on your upper arm. His breath right next to your ear, his lips skimming your ear lobe. 

“Y/N,” you whisper out, turning your head on his shoulder so you can catch his eyes. You meet lust filled emeralds, and all you can think is you want this man to fuck you. “What’s yours?” 

“M’Harry,” he mutters. His eyes flick between yours, moving across the expanse of your face, down to your lips, lingering there. He licks his lips, his face moving an inch closer, noses brushing and breath fanning over each other's lips as you wait for his next move. Your chest rises and falls with each breath, your ass pushing back into him, needing to feel him. 

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285 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

#2

could you maybe do the "just lay back down, and I'll take care of you" first time prompt with harry?

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Ok so I combined these two asks and made a fluff / self Indulgent little fic lol Also just a forewarning this is not my best work i literally wrote this in less than 30 mins dsjansdjfh;odjf;dsjk

Summary: y/n’s sick and older!H takes care of her

Warnings: mentions of anxiety, chest pains, being sick, lmk if I missed anything (nothing sexual purely a fluff / comfort fic)

Word count: 944

Hope you enjoy! Happy reading - G <3

When you first met Harry you never could have imagined he would be seeing you like this so soon. You didn’t want him seeing you like this but he's a stubborn asshole most of the time anyways, not giving up until he got his way, much like you.

He insisted on taking care of you when you came down with a fever of 100.7 and a raw wet cough, he wouldn’t take no for an answer when he stated more than asked if he could stay with you to make sure you were ok. After putting up more of a fight than the little energy you had allowed, you finally gave up and let him make his famous chicken noodle soup he told you his mum used to make him when he was sick. 

The thing about being sick was, you absolutely hated it, ever since you were a child you couldn’t stand being sick. You hated when your throat hurt and you had to cough, you hated throwing up and the hot and cold flashes that came with having a fever, the chest and body aches where you can’t get comfortable when you’re trying to rest.

But what you hated the most was that your anxiety got worse. It happens every time you get sick, the thought of just a head or chest cold turning into bronchitis or pneumonia. It scared the absolute shit out of you.

Of course your mother would try and comfort you, rubbing your back and hugging you real tight, whispering that ‘everything will be okay’. Anything to soothe you, but sometimes it just wouldn’t work. 

You could be resting, trying to sleep but your mind would go to places where you’d wonder if your chest was hurting because it was more than a small chest cold. That you weren’t going to be okay and you needed to go to the hospital. 

You didn’t want Harry to be around when you had your anxiety attack, you normally can calm yourself down now that you're older and can somewhat take care of yourself. You didn’t want him to see you like that, especially when he’s older and you haven’t been dating that long. 

It was day two of being sick and waking up with a really raw cough and your nose running that you noticed that your chest was hurting more than the day before. You didn’t say anything when Harry woke up and offered to make you some tea with honey and lemon to soothe your aching throat. 

You didn’t say anything when he cuddled up behind you that afternoon after you told him you were tired and wanted to take a nap. Your head on his chest as he rubbed up and down your back softly, soothing the body aches you feel. You didn’t say anything as you both layed there, him falling asleep as your mind ran wild with possibilities that the chest pains you were feeling were more that to do with your cold. 

You only said something when he found you crying on the bathroom floor, having gently slipped from his arms and the bed when your anxiety got to be too much and the tears started to fall. 

“M-my chests h-hurts,” you almost sob, fear leaking into your hoarse voice. 

He nods, brows furrowed in concern, “Ok baby, it’s okay. Let’s get you back in bed.” He softly picks you up bridal style, your arms tightening around his shoulders and you hide your tear stained face in his neck. 

“Shh, darling, everything’s going to be alright.” he coos. 

Harry walks back into your bedroom and over to the side of the bed where all your pillows are propped up because it’s easier to breath sitting up than laying down. He gently places you on the soft mattress, pulling the comforter out from under your sock covered feet and pulling it up under your chin. 

“Just lay back, I’ll take care of you, okay baby?” he whispers, pushing a stray piece of hair off your forehead before he leans down and places a kiss there. You nod, letting out a cough and a weak smile. 

Harry walks into the kitchen and is back a minute later with some medicine, sitting on the edge of the bed next to you as he pours it in the little medicine up and hands it to you, “This is supposed to help ease the pain in your chest and throat, it’s a nighttime medicine which will probably make you sleepy but you need some sleep, i felt you tossing and turning all night last night.” he speaks softly, smiling over at you when you shoot him a small glare. “I also got you some more tea and crackers, because I know you don’t like the taste of the medicine.” Harry laughs softly as the soft smile you shoot him, an immediate mood change from glaring at him just a second ago. 

You quickly take the medicine and immediately reach for the tea harry’s holding, taking a long sip of the warm liquid helping soothe your throat. 

After laying back and Harry climbing in bed next to you, you cuddle up to him, your anxiety slowly floating away as Harry puts on your favorite marvel movies and you eat some crackers. You can feel yourself start falling asleep while the pain you were feeling in your chest eases. 

You fall asleep to Harry softly rubbing your back and placing a kiss to the top of your head while Marvel's Captain America: The Winter Soldier plays in the background.

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327 notes - Posted January 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

What about y/n asking BSF!Harry to teach her how to give a blow job?

Bsf!harry teaches how to give a blowjob.

Ok so I’ve completely lost my laptop charger lmao 😅🤦‍♀️ so I sucked it up and wrote this on my phone so if it sucks that what we’re going to blame it on! 😂BUT I’m back ??!?! MAYBE lol i really missed writing! 

Warnings: blowjob, throat grabbing ( NOT VIOLENT ( Not choking bc its loose and not meant in that way) nothing else?? Lmk if not!!

Word Count: 2247

I hope you enjoy!! Happy reading -G <3

Also this was not proof read or edited so sorry for any mistakes!! 

You and Harry have been best friends since before he auditioned for The X Factor - you and his mothers doing.

He was never a shy person, always singing or humming a tune, playing birthday parties with his band. That’s how you met actually, he and his band played at your now ex best friends birthday party.

You met through a friend of a friend and hit it off right from the start, talking about the same interests you both had in songwriting and music. You ended up talking the whole night, sharing a dance or two before exchanging numbers.

You guys texted each other everyday and pretty much every minute, always bringing up new interests and the most bizarre things. Eventually, you started to hangout with friends, until it was just the two of you watching movies, singing lyrics at the top of your lungs in the car, just having become each other’s best friends.

And that leads to today, watching your best friend up on stage living his dream of being a musician. Harry was on tour for his second album, his fans not knowing that just yesterday he finished recording the last song for his third solo album. He’s let you hear snippets, but nothing fully and it’s driving you crazy.

He uses to do that when he was in the band, sending you voice memos of lyrics in the middle of the night when he was halfway across the world from you. And each and every time you would wake up and listen to it over and over, just to feel a smidge closer to him.

Sometimes you’d even call him, just to hear his voice. He couldn’t talk long most times, but just hearing his voice made you feel butterflies.

That should’ve been the first thing you noticed when you finally realized you liked him, well as more than a friend. You were always yearning to be near him, to hear his voice or just any form of attention from him.

He was your best friend, and you’d never had a boyfriend before. You never had anytime for one, you were always with harry. Hanging out, texting, ect.

So later that night when the show was over and you all had finally gotten back to the hotel, showered and in bed, you realized how inexperienced you were.

You’ve had sex, not the best albeit, but you weren’t a virgin. But you hadn’t really done anything else, your intimate life was pretty vanilla compared to everything harry had told you he’s experienced.

You’ve never even given a blow job.

You haven’t really wanted to with any of the guys you’ve been with, but still.

Your mind took to a deep place where all you could think about was that Harry had probably gotten a lot of blowjobs from different women around the world. That made you jealous. But a hot too.

The wetness between your thighs could be felt through your thin sleep shorts, you were picturing harry naked, that beautiful butterfly tattoo on full display with his legs parted and someone bobbing their head up and down on his cock.

You didn’t even realize what you were doing until your fingers connected with your swollen clit and started circling, the pleasure you were giving yourself completely clouded your imagination, until it wasn’t just ‘someone’ bobbing their head up and down on Harry’s dick, it was you.

Pleasure shot through you, a moan slipping out just as a knock sound at the door and it was pushed open. You’ve never sat up and covered yourself faster.

Harry’s surprised green eyes stare back at you, the extra key card to your room grasped between his lean strong fingers.

You had forgotten that he had a key card to your room, just like you do to his. It was what you always did when you were on tour with him, that way you both could just go right in without have to have someone open the door.

“I-“ you start to say before realizing he was walking closer, the heavy door now closed behind him.

“What we’re you doing?” He Asks you, is voice deep and his eyes bright and filled with heat. His eyes trail down you, to your tank top that’s not hiding the fact that you’re not wearing a bra, to your hard nipples and down to your blanket covered lap. Lingering on your hand that was just down your shorts not even a minute ago.

“Not” you clear your throat, placing a small hesitant smile across your lips, “nothing.” And you leave it at that, the blush heating your cheeks making it apparent that it wasn’t just ‘nothing’.

He stays quiet, just looking between you and your reddened cheeks, you take a moment to take him in. White shirt tightly hugging his toned chest, you could see his tattoos faintly through it and a pair of black gym shorts. The tiger tattoo peaks out just a tad and you imagine yourself riding it.

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[stormyoceans]

please share them! you express yourself better than you think, i'd appreciate your input a lot 🥺

sfjksgfjs you guys are way too nice to me, im a mess at explaining myself and im afraid to say something wrong, but.. i'll try to quickly sum up my feelings and you guys can tell me what you think

i guess my main opinion is that now more than ever i shy away from an interpretation of vegas and pete that's too clear-cut and that tends to close them into very specific boxes. saying that pete is a ray of sunshine who is so good that he cares about vegas despite everything vegas put him through is way too over-simplistic and pete himself told us this episode: 'what do you know of this darkness?' vegas asked him, and pete's answer was 'i know it all too well'. in the same way, i can't really agree with interpretations that reduce vegas to a psychopath or, on the opposite, to a sad little boy whose actions are excused because of the abuse he also experiences

this is also why saying that vegas only needed someone to show him some love and acceptance feels like, again, a oversimplification of vegas and pete's relationship to me. like.. of course it's partly that, but if it was JUST THAT then he already had it with tawan, but vegas still didn't want a lick of it. also vegas worried about pete BEFORE pete talked about their fathers, which yeah, you can read it as vegas not wanting pete to die because otherwise he would be alone, and again it IS that but it's also more of that. pete has always been different, he's always been the one person to see through vegas' mask and he's the one person that won't bend or break in front of vegas' real self, which sets him apart from everybody else

what im getting at is that, with the two of them, it's really all about recognition of the self through the other. vegas and pete are each other's mirror: vegas is someone that pete could have become if he hadn't decided to end the circle of violence and chose to be different from his dad, and pete is showing vegas that he could be someone else other than this angry cruel thing he's let himself become

i think this is what the unpopular part of my opinion comes into play, because i kinda believe vegas and pete are, ultimately, two sides of the same coin. and not to bring literature into this, but they really are heathcliff and catherine from wuthering heights. i think 'whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same' is the perfect quote to describe vegas and pete's relationship, and please be aware that im not romanticizing it, because this isn't healthy and it isn't good, but it perfectly shows the inevitability of it all: for vegas it can't be anyone else but pete, and for pete it can't be anyone else but vegas, because in a way they ARE each other, which is why they're the only person who can see and understand and love the other in all their light and darkness

[holy-guacamoly]

Beloved... I would like to make a request please 🥺 you know I ADORE your Levi fluff with every cell in my little soul. Can I request some Levi fluff and comfort with an s/o that's feeling stressed and overwhelmed with a lot of responsibilities and things to do. I just want a hug, some cuddles, someone to tell me I'm doing a good job, maybe make me some comfort food right now you know? Mac and cheese is my go to for sad days

And I adore writing Levie fluff and comfort! So it's a perfect match! <3 YOU DESERVE THE WORLD! I hope this little fic helps to ease the mind. :) Warnings: none, maybe my typical swearing but that's who I am Modern!AU A/N: I wrote this in a way that could be interpreted as a platonic friendship but also as lovers. Whatever suits whoever reads this best.

Mac & Cheesy - LevixFem!Reader Comfort

With utter disgust, you stared at the bright screen of your phone. Your calendar was bursting with meetings, classes, chores and other responsibilities. You already ran out of color options to mark the various dates. Just when you were about to throw your phone away, the tenth reminder of the day popped up, just to mock you. Another Zoom Call. Another god-forsaken video conference where you wouldn't have the opportunity to talk. So what did it matter? You sighed, no, more like grunted and roughly pushed the device over your desk, while you let your bodyweight press into the chair. Your head fell back like it was filled with wet sand. At this point you didn't even care about the sting in your neck, that was caused by the abrupt motion. The last weeks had been rough. No day went without a stressful event or a shitload of work. You always stayed up late, failed to nourish your body properly and it started to show. Dark shadows painted the bags under your eyes and you looked worn out. But the worst thing about all that was your anxiety that feasted on your negative emotions. The tiniest mistake managed to upset you, robbing you of your last few hours of sleep that were left. The numbness that followed the day after was even worse. Now that you thought of how miserable your life was, your immense frustration came back. It was unfair. Why you of all people? Why couldn't someone else do those shitty jobs? You felt heat rising to your cheeks, as your anger grew stronger. Like a pouting child, you kicked the nearest thing which happened to be a very solid part of your desk. As your toe met the hard surface without mercy, you couldn't help but hiss loudly while spitting some curses. "For fucks sake!" you screamed, reaching for your aching foot. Your waterline desperately tried to hold back the upcoming flood of furious tears. "Oi, brat!" A familiar voice suddenly interrupted your little show. You looked up, face reddened, eyes glistening. "What's that commotion about?" Levi Ackerman asked. He leaned against the doorframe of the living room, staring at you with an inkling of worry. Like always he wore, a pearl white shirt, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and grey pants. "None of your business, you midget," you snapped back, clearly not in the mood for a talk. The raven-haired "tched" in annoyance and made his way over to your huddled body. He knew that your moody behavior had nothing to do with him. Levi wasn't blind. The endless nights of working, the days filled with duties and above all your exhausted expression wouldn't go past him. "If you call me midget one more time, I bodyslam you." His voice was calm and collected, but you could make out a hint of amusement in his tone. You puckered your lips, the flesh on your cheeks getting sucked in between your teeth as you mumbled another insult. "I'm not in the mood, Levi," you finally murmured. The man scoffed at your comment. "And I am not in the mood for your cocky behavior. So you better tell me what's bothering you." His attitude changed from annoyed to soft in an instance, as he lowered himself on your level. "Oi, look at me," he said softly. By now you had buried your face in your arms, legs pulled up to your chest and you didn't plan on changing that position. You shook your head as much as your little cocoon would let you. He couldn't help you anyway, so why bother talking about it? "Fine." All of a sudden you heard a loud sigh, followed by strong arms lifting you from your chair. A high-pitched scream was heard from you in response. You wiggled your legs and arms in a desperate attempt to get free, but of course, Levi was stronger. He was quick to walk over to the couch, practically throwing you onto the soft cushions. "What the-" was all that you were able to say before he cut you off. "Don't you think I noticed how stressed you are lately? Damn, Y/N, I am not that blind," the pale man huffed. Your mouth opened in a fruitless attempt to say something back, but Levi kept speaking. "I know that shit's rough right now, but I need

you to tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours, so I can actually ease your pain." By now he sounded clearly lost and hurt that you wouldn't let him in. "Let me help you, brat." This sentence was nothing but a mere whisper. Finally, your tears spilled over your waterline. You were so touched by Levi's concerns and beyond sorry for how you treated him. Since you were young, you were able to keep a tough facade, but never managed to hold that up when someone genuinely cared for you. "It's just too much, Levi," you sobbed. Your whole body trembled at the overwhelming emotions that finally found their way to the surface. "I feel like I'm failing. Everything I touch seems to crumble in my hands. I don't even know why I do all that shit. I hate it." Your voice was small and weak as you tried to explain your situation. Levi was quick to sit next to you on the sofa, his arms snaking around your shivering body in no time. You felt the vibrations of his soothing humming against your skin, while gentle caresses tried to ground you. "I am the worst," you added under tears, face hiding in the dark-haired's chest. Levi's lips moved against your scalp as he spoke, "The only thing you are is oblivious. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes." He gently pulled you away from his body, to gain eye contact. "You know that I basically hate people, right?" he asked nonchalantly. This caused your right eyebrow to raise slightly, clearly showing your confusion. "But somehow I still like to spend time with you and do you know why? Because you are smart, kind and so talented." Your gaze wandered down to the floor. A tiny sniffle filled Levi's ears, almost breaking his heart. "Why am I messing everything up then, if I am that smart and talented?" you asked weakly. The person closest to you chuckled in a very untypical manner. "If being an independent, diligent and boss-ass woman means 'messing up', then yes- You are doing so," he stated, a grin dancing on his lips. You mimicked his expression. Even though you were still exhausted and feeling kind of empty, your heart went a little lighter. "You really mean that, huh?" you mumbled, while you let your head fall against his chest again. Levi nodded, placing a soft kiss on the top of your head. Gently he leaned over to grab the cozy blanket that was draped behind you, wrap you up tightly. He then pulled you on his lap and secured you in his embrace. Levi's fingers drew soft circles on your arms, assuring you that you were safe and nothing would harm you also long as he was there to protect you. "I mean it and I will remind you every day that you're doing a good job if I have to." "By the way, did you eat today?" Levi added, actually knowing the answer already. You shook your head. "I'll make you some of that disgusting junk, that you call food. Mac and Cheese is your favorite, right?" Your head shot up, brows furrowed. "Excuse you, Sir? Mac and Cheese is a culinary upper-class food! Don't you dare to talk about that delicious dish like that," you exclaimed. Levi pushed his palm against your forehead in response and shoved away. A "Tsk" emitted from his lips again as he turned away from you. "Whatever you say, brat. And now shut up and get some rest."

[deafeninggardenerpanda]

The Kirby series as a whole for the fandom ask?

this is a good one! i was hoping someone would ask me it >///>

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character:

tough one, i like a lot of characters for different reasons. if you really force me to choose though it's dedede and meta. this makes me look biased towards metadede however LOL so if you really really make me choose between those two it's dedede

Least Favorite character:

i don't have any least favorites, mostly it's just people i know nothing about. in which case its all of the animal friends and actually, just generally everyone from the dreamland games and 64. pyribbit is an exception to this however fuck that dude

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

- metadede >_> andd that's the only thing i really brainrot over but other stuff i like: - morphogala 🥺 - magoranza :) - chilly/burning leo. listen i blame my server and the starlight theatre novel for making me feel this way - meta knight/sir arthur from the anime. this is my crackship that i never talk about and never will talk about LOL. also ive seen more than several people hc arthur as meta's dad so im just gonna. hide in this corner by myself. its okay i dont mind - this is 6 but also on the topic of the anime, meta/knuckle joes dad is also good. mmmmmmmm angst who doesnt love angst

Character I find most attractive:

hahahahahahaha that’s classified

Character I would marry:

BUT. dedede. i would also take zan, those two are tied

Character I would be best friends with:

kinda hard to answer this. maybe also dedede? honestly anyone who i could just walk into their house and crash and dump stupid questions and convos on

a random thought:

i think kirby would feel like raw bread dough after the first prove. very specific, but its always what crosses my mind when i make bread 🤔

An unpopular opinion:

in this fandom... uh, i like the anime. fun to watch to take up time and if you’re not coming in expecting what you get from the games, lore and character development wise. it has its own charm

My Canon OTP:

no ones together in this series djkfdhg. rick and pick i guess? i think theyre cute

My Non-canon OTP:

this was already covered in the 5 favorite ships section so boom this is a metadede free space now. dedede likes to call meta pet names that are the names of pastries and desserts, but they get so ridiculous and specific that neither of them can take it seriously anymore. in fact, now its a challenge to make them as ridiculous as possible

Most Badass Character:

exact same answer as the favorite character question for this one. different characters are badass in their own ways for different reasons. but also meta and dedede again 🤦‍♂️ 

Most Epic Villain:

STAR DREAM. i went into robobot already knowing about the game and the plot twist for star dream but the reveal and the lead up is still so damn good.

Pairing I am not a fan of:

i dont super like saying, so turning this into another unpopular opinion question. i just remembered i had one that might actually be a hot take now. sometimes seeing all character dynamics reduced to traditional family relationships is tiring. like no i genuinely like it still but ah everyone being turned into straight parent/child relationships feels very strange to me. i dont really get it myself

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another):

taranza. i went into triple deluxe from already being in the fandom for a bit, so only going off his fanon interpretation, and i was surprised at how little taranza really did anything and that he didnt even have much dialogue. underwhelming, though thats prob my own fault, but i still feel like they couldve done more with him in that game. also in general hal, hal please let him move on oh my gosh

Favourite Friendship:

say it with me guys. fifth time. its meta and dedede. i am so sorry i am brainrotting over them so hard lmao BUT. despite my shipping bias i like their base friendship more than anything else. frankly, their relationship in general just feels more satisfying to me cause you know they had to go through so much bullshit and hating each others guts to get to that point. having to work to get to know someone you hate and get along with them cause the universe keeps putting you in situations that force you into it, then finding out you have more in common than you think >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> MMMMMMMMM

Character I most identify with:

prob my interp of dark meta. chill but likes to mess with people and be a minor asshole cause its funny. not saying that i try to be an ass but also i would be the type of person to say hey. come here. lean in a bit. bitch. and then laugh myself to tears over it

Character I wish I could be:

........zan. for reasons stated in the last zan ask. i care her 🥺

[yashashveeroy]

Hiiiiii 🥺🦋 my big three are Pisces ☀️ libra 🌙 and a Taurus rising! ✨

Hello lovely!! @drippyxwes19 🥰 Thank you so much for being patient and bearing with me. Here’s your very own “Big 3” interpretation!

Please read the Rules regarding my “Asks/Big 3 interpretations” here before reading this piece of work.

Note: I often write intuitively for these interpretations. Not everything has to resonate with you. I may come off blunt or mean as well but I have no intention to do so.

Pisces Sun:

While preparing your draft, all I could sense is how extremely beautiful you are!! My goodness 😮‍💨 If you were a transformer, you’d be “Optimus Fine” 💁‍♀️. Please don’t be offended, I love giving compliments through flirtatious means, regardless of sexual orientation ( please, my Leo mercury and Sagittarius Mars make a grand trine and it makes me shameless🤦‍♀️). I get a feeling that you might be known as the “ Little Ball of Sunshine” in your friend group or even “Intense” (in a good way though). I’m guessing you love to see the good in people more often than not. Confirm this for me. Now I definitely don’t know how you identify but I sense a good amount of masculine energy coming out in your behaviour. If you identify as a cis female, you could just be perceived as a “tomboy” sometimes and you might enjoy it because it’s more freeing. But, when you want be feminine in particular you really get it right I must say! A lil “you get the best of both worlds” moment. Were you a ‘lone wolf’ sometimes? I think it comes from past childhood experiences. Always trying to manifest for others and yourself, but please be careful with your precious energy. Definitely a sponge that sucks in the environment’s energy very. Protect yourself from harmful energy please!! Do you by any chance enjoy using makeup or even nail polish? You must really like to stay prim and proper!

Libra Moon:

Not only are you an expert at day dreaming, but you looooove day dreaming about yourself being in a romance novel/movie! You probably imagine yourself being the stubborn and head strong softie on the inside who’s fallen for the other but won’t admit it until they say so first! Your imaginary partner has to be someone who’s into ‘physical touch’ as a love language and they also would have to be the one who really breaks your walls down. I think your ideal partner is someone who you’re okay being vulnerable with. Vulnerability may be of deep and utmost importance to you in a romantic relationship. Confirm this for me. Do you have a sweet tooth? I think you enjoy having sweets especially ice cream?! Somehow I get the feeling that you like dark chocolate and caramel flavours a lot. Confirm this for me. When the moon falls in Libra, a cardinal sign, it’ll always have the need to take action. You might’ve been a mediator in many fights, trying to bring peace between opposing parties. Tell me, do you enjoy singing or playing a musical instrument? The Lunar-Venusian influence always comes with beautiful vocal talents that blossom over the years if efforts are put in. Body Movement/Dancing is also something that could be of interest to you! Anything classy or vintage might catch your eye too.

This is my second time writing an intuitive message for a “Big 3” interpretation placement. It’s a rare thing as you can see. This must really mean something. Here’s your message:

“Try looking for the right kind of people to be around. Don’t push yourself to be someone else. Don’t adjust according to other’s needs. If you consume ugly energy, you too will emit the same kind of energy. Learn to let go. Looking back at the past will only bring you sadness. We let go of things/people in life to make room for new ones! Live in the moment. Stop running away from change and transformations. It’ll keep chasing you unless you learn to face it. You manage to find beauty in everything you look at, do the same with these transformations. You will definitely find something that’ll stand out and give you peace in the midst of all the pandemonium. Face it. You got this.”

Taurus Rising:

The pretty factor just gets more intense here!!😮‍💨💖💖 You must have a beautiful jaw/jawline and there’s definitely something here about your skin colour as well that may seem intoxicating to a lot of your admirers. Oh you must have fairy like beauty, so magical! A song that reminds of your placements: Alicia Keys- LALA ft. Swae Lee. You can be very flirty when you want to be! And I think the opposite sex often falls for your ways. You’re one to enjoy cooking or doing things for others, very nurturing. A part of you also represents an inner Domestic god/goddess which a lot of people may envy you for. You’re definitely a catch! Love the energy. Be careful of the way people might view you or your body. Is one your dominant planets Venus, Moon or maybe Sun?? Confirm this for me. You’re like an open book for everyone to read but one would have to read between the lines to really get to know you. Your Scorpio descendant gives that ability to be so open yet so private. Again, I must highlight how you might have an amazing voice. You have the big 3 of a singer, according to my studies. Favourite colours could include reds/medium berries, browns, gold, pinks. You can stubborn when you’re unconsciously protective of your views, ideas, space and character. Change maybe intimidating to you as I pointed out in the earlier placement interpretation, but you must learn to push yourself. Do you have a beauty spot/mark on your face or décolletage area? Confirm this for me. It’s a beautiful thing to have🥰. I think sometimes you tend to take things very lightly and it causes you a lot of trouble later on. You might be accused of being “lazy” but I don’t think that’s the case. You might simply be uninterested or have no mental energy to do a task. It’s okay. We all go through it.

I hope this interpretation resonated with you and that you also enjoyed reading it! Leave me feedback through comments!🧿💘✨

Love, Roy.

[taegularities]

im tae biased i really am, but jk and oc are just it you know? even during the threesome both of them still yearn for each other, still tell how mych they love each other even if someone else is there. maybe it could be the mystery in taehyungs eyes that drew in oc but love is a deeper connection ykow? you can see it in the way jk subbed for oc and how much adoration they held for each other,,, thats years worth of love swimming in their eyes. and someone new, someone w intrigue and better, more intense fucking skills (lmao) cant change that. there might be passion there, but passion dies out like flames after a while, jk and oc have much more than that. they strike me as the kind who keep coming back to each no matter what happens. even if she ends up w tae, one look at jk at a grocery store years later and she’ll burst into tears. thats my dumb interpretation at least

woah u know, one of the things i LOOOOVE about readers are the various ways one can interpret a piece of writing, and this one really made me 🥺 i super agree that intense sex can't make up for emotional intimacy, like the bond u share w someone and the yearning that comes w it? unmatched.

also, please. the last line. 'one look at jk at a grocery store years later and she'll burst into tears' almost made ME burst into tears BCOS THE IMAGE REALLY HURTS WTFFF

[ficsforeren]

Uhh besides the fact that I have a short attention span and get distracted easily, i must be a really slow reader because I spent like 3 hours reading ch16💀 (but we’re gonna ignore that because I’m here now)

if asks have a word limit I’ll probably find out today, I have so much to say but I’ll try to keep it concise for the sake of your followers that have to scroll past my massive message. I’m gonna do ch15 thoughts in this ask and ch16 in another. Keeping it organized✨

1. Mikasa, I feel bad for her, but at the same time idc because Eren is mine so sorry 😗 but fr her back story is so sad and what happened with Eren was just so unfortunate because he had no idea how much deeper his love for her went, but the way she acted was out of line especially if he rejected her kindly many times, if the rolls were reversed she would’ve filed a restraining order.

2. PIECK AND PORCO, my otp, I hope they’re end game because they deserve to be together. When porco was about to accept her feelings and then we knocked at the door I literally let out the quietest squeal of “NOOO” because their moment got ruined😭 I was like BITCH COULDNT YOU CRY AT THE DOOR A BIT LONGER???

3. Also BIG BROTHER PORCO, my bestie, I love him so much. The way he’s so respectful and comforting makes my heart warm. Him and pieck are probably my comfort characters in this fic.

4. I’m so happy Eren and Armin were able to talk things out. I love seeing them as friends, they can both understand each so well and I feel they both need each other as genuine friends since they don’t have anyone else besides yn.I know you keep saying he’ll get his happy ending with her, but considering how long she’s been in love with Eren I feel like nothing will ever compare, and that’s kinda sad to think about. She’s perfect for Armin but at the same time that one thing makes me feel like he deserves better, someone that will truly love him with everything they have.

5. ARMIN, everything about Armin, him being a supportive friend despite them sharing love for the same person, being honest about what he did wrong, and understanding about the fact that her and Eren are lovers in a way he couldn’t be. It’s just so sweet that he believes in their love so much, that Eren is truly the one for her. Okay I think I’m done with the chapter 15 review.

ALSO I KEEP SAYING THIS BUT THE WAY YOU WRITE LOVE SEGGS IS MY FAVOURITE THING (I’m referring to porco and pieck in this chapter, the way they seemed so satisfied in the moment with each other was *chefs kiss*)

BUT LIKE IS YOUR HUSBAND LOVING YOU SO SWEETLY THAT YOU CAN WRITE THE INTIMACY THAT PERFECT??

IF SO THEN YOU ARE WINNING if not then I’m sorry I asked bae💀

YOUR WRITING MAKES ME WANNA LOVE SOMEONE OR BE LOVED BY SOMEONE

I’m so lonely😭 but it’s okay, I’ve made some amazing mutuals because of tls. INCLUDING YOU, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH 🥺❤️💕

JOLIIIIII ALKDFJAKLSDJFKLASDJFLKASDF WAIT LEMME JUST

OKAY OMG I'M LITERALLY SCREAMING RIGHT NOW BUT I DON'T WANT TO SOUND TOO AGGRESSIVE SO I WILL TURN OFF MY CAPS LOCK BUT PLEASE KNOW THAT I AM STILL SCREAMING AND CRYING AND SMILING SO HARD MY FACE IS SPLITTING IN HALF OKAY

joli joli joli joli joli joli i fucking LOVE you okay??? and i'm sorry for swearing but damn girl i love you so much i'm about to puke rainbows from all of these feelings i have for you

it's like you wrote the last song, and i'm your reader who's trying to get a deeper interpretation of the story because you just know exactly what i'm trying to convey, even about the ones that i thought people wouldn't be able to tell. you are literally the kind of reader every author wants to have. the way you care about the story, the way you relate to the characters, the way you just feel what they feel and understand what they're going through, and just the way you're so supportive and kind and funny and absolutely brilliant ugh i just love you

this is honestly the most beautiful review I've heard coming from my reader. you're so kind with your words, so genuine and honest, and I feel like i can be proud of myself after i read your message. i feel like... oh, so i managed to convey the things i wanted to say after all. and it makes me so happy and relieved and just... thank you for making me feel this way.

now let me comment on your... comments lol

YES EXACTLY!!! if the roles were reversed, she would've definitely filed a restraining order. she's not really the villain of the story--i'm trying to make my readers understand that her obsession didn't just come from "oh eren is so hot i wanna have his babies" but she actually had her reasons for it, that's why i wrote that background story so people can see just how desperate she was to find someone who cared about her. her mistake was that she was too naive, thinking that just because they went through the same shit, they understood each other in a way no one could ever do. but what she did was still out of line ofc, very much so, and that's why eren was so frustrated that he became so aggressive toward her.

HAHAHAAHA MY BETA READER SAID THE SAME THING!!!! she was like "OH MY GOD NOOOO, CAN SHE JUST LEAVE?!?!?!" if you wanna see whether they'll end up together or not in the end, go read the epilogue 😉

i'm not gonna lie, when i wrote the part where porco patted her head to comfort her or when he stopped eren from coming after her, i legit fangirled so hard. I LOVE MY BOI PORCO OKAY HE'S THE BESTTTTT

hey i'm an eremin shipper from day one so ofc i would write my boys acting supportive toward each other in this fic lol. i really enjoyed writing all their scenes together, it felt refreshing and i just adore their relationship. armin might be shy but he's more dominant in this relationship in terms of being friendly. in my head, eren is still a bit awkward around him. he thinks of him as a friend, but the only real close friend he has is y/n, that's why he doesn't really know how to act around him. so when armin showed him a glimpse of his aggressive side, eren was surprised but he also felt so happy because he thought he understood armin a little bit better now (similar to how eren felt about historia in the beginning of season 3)

ARMIN IS THE SWEETEST OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH IN THIS STORY. you know, at first, i wanted to add a scene where armin actually punched him to knock some sense back into him but then i changed my mind because it reminded me of chapter 139 and i don't want the last song to be anything like chapter 139 💀

oh and about the love seggs thing... well it's always a LOT more beautiful in words or fiction lol but whenever i'm with my husband, i do feel that way. like i could still feel the butterflies in my stomach when he kissed my forehead or when he whispered i love you during sex (this is SO TMI i'm so sorry if this grosses you out i'm BLUSHING), and that's what i'm trying to make my readers feel in the story so THANK YOU for saying that! I'm glad i could deliver it well!

[astrxlis-archive]

Hello again, Fox!! 😍 I have answered the quizzes you linked. I also included some of my thoughts :)

my results for the quizzes you linked!:

1. which (unhealthy) coping mechanism are you [link] - we basically have the same result but i'm still linking it

2. how do you love [link]

- my only comment for this is: i dont know if i get it or not 🤣 if you have an idea, please do tell me how you understood it. no but most of the time, some uquiz results would be poetic but also confusing like it's just there to make you like the standing person emoji xD HOWEVER! the "...smallest of gazes..." called me out because. because yeah 😭 i. i like mutual pining. hahaha. haha.

3. which folklore song are you? [link]

- this. this is so true for me. i like sunrises. i just dont know about the tarot thingy bc it's like astrology to me- very confusing and there's reversed card stuff with new meanings like can someone teach me this so i could have a new fixation even if i dont believe in it xD

4. what kind of book ending would i write for you? [link]

- my thoughts on your result: i could... feel the sense of an dystopian setting like nier's. there's so much that you've gone through, so much that you have lost which made you almost lost yourself in the process. then there's this last last one thing you will lose in the story. something you might be probably holding on for too long, or holding on you for too long. the road was rough, and you're tired. the suffocation vanished the moment "this" certain thing left you in peace. you never felt joy from losing something after so many years. you're alone, but you've find your peace and breathable freedom.

- about my results this time: man. it was funny at first because i cant swim but around the latter half silence surrounded me and i teared up a bit. because i always feel like im already spoiling my self with validation from others to "heal" my wounds but those words feel so nice to read. it feels like an ointment. 👌

5. where does your fear reside in your body? [link]

- Fox, please let me give you a hug :<

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helloooo 🍰❣️

sorry this took so long, my finals are approaching and i got hit by a really bad depressive episode 🫠 anyway!

about result 1: man🧍imo it takes a lot of courage to feel the big scary emotions. i shut them down mostly bc i don't have time for them, which is not very healthy 😂 do you think the result is accurate for you?

about result 2: dude this result is beautiful???? hello???? i think it's a way to say you're also more of an action instead of words type of person, and that your actions are also more "intense", but in a good way. that's my understanding of it, so feel free to disagree 😂 it's a very poetic result indeed. also, mutual pining huh? interesting.......

about result 3: it fits you very well!!! i can't help you with the tarot thing bc i don't really believe in it but at the same time it feels... off? to me 😅 idk how to explain it. but good luck with learning it if you get the chance to!!

about result 4: dude, i both love and hate how spot on you are in your interpretation of my result. it's kind of what i'm going through right now? i havent found the thing causing this whole mess yet, but like 🧍,,,,, about your result, though. first of all, i'm really glad you got the happy ending!!!!! it made me smile when i read the title bc it absolutely fits you!! and like you, i read it and teared up. i hope you know it's ok to be tired of giving, and its ok to be "selfish" and want things for yourself (even if its not really being selfish, but being human). its also ok to want external validation. we crave it bc we want to know we're doing well. it's normal. especially after being hurt. healing is a b tch, and it's hard, and having someone to cheer you on is so important 🥺 its ok to stop pulling people to the shore and just let yourself be pulled to it as well, whether by someone else or by the currents. you deserve a happy ending, dear 🥰🥰 and a happy middle as well!!

about result 5: you,,, got such a normal fear response?? i'm happy for you but at the same time i'm jealous? 😂 do those things fascinate you? or do they just terrify you? 👀

as for your request:

sorry for how long it took for this reply, expect more to come soon ❣️

see you soon!!!

[gra-sonas]

I'm with you about the fact that your dash is empty and sad lol It really is the same for me. After I finished watching the new seasons of 911 and lone star I blacklisted everything because I need a break from everything related to that, not just because of the shows itself but also the fandom that with these seasons it was A LOT. And now after season 2 of Love, Victor, I blacklisted everything related to that as well because I hate what they did and the fandom is also fighting and I just can't. So my dash is just some posts about malex and Loki. I really hope that season 3 of rnm will not bring that much fight and tension in the fandom, though considering that, specially since s2, there has been a lot of different strong opinions (to put it nicely), I don't have highs hope. Maybe I'm cursed...maybe I should stop watching shows hahahaha (cries)

Aw, nonnie, I'm so sorry that Love, Victor S2 upset you. 😟

(Putting the rest behind a cut bc of potential LV spoilers)

I don't watch the show (mainly bc I expected them to ruin it eventually, and I'm just so fucking TIRED of queer breakups and ongoing will-they-won't-they for the sake of ~drama 😑), but I've read how S2 ended, and man, just reading it made me feel bad. Why is every damn showrunner hellbent on bullshit cliffhangers and this whole "will they ever get back together" shtick?

Why is it seemingly impossible to let queer people just be, and be happy???

Anyway, I have pretty much everything on my dash blacklisted, I just don't have the mental capacity for any other shows atm, instead, I'm just waiting for S3 to kick off, I'm ready to reblog the hell out of things, and I hope my writing mood will return from war, I miss writing these two. 🥺

As for the fighting: it's probably inevitable that discourse (or fighting) will happen, but since at least half the fandom has blocked me (and vice versa), I hope I won't notice most/any of it. :P

I have zero interest in fighting, neither in telling anyone what to think or how to interpret things, also not in anyone telling me what to think or how to interpret things 🙃

I'm here to ENJOY the new season! I'm here for the shipping and the flailing, for the Malex goodness, the Vlamburn shenanigans, and every little bit of happiness I can quench out of S3. If that's not someone else's cup of tea, fine, but it's what I'm here for, and it's what I'll post and reblog (and hopefully, WRITE!).

So, my plan is basically to LALALA I CAN'T HEAR WHAT PEOPLE ARE FIGHTING ABOUT my way through season 3. I'll stick to my tiny bubble of like-minded friends, I'll post what inspires me, and reblog what makes me happy. And I'll fiercely defend my right to do fandom that way.

I'm honestly too old for most of the BS going down in fandoms these days. I've (barely) made it through 1.5 years of a global pandemic, my mental health is still in shambles from all this mess, and I'm in dire need of some Malex goodness. And Is2g, I'll get it. *shakes cane*

LOOKING AT YOU, CHRIS, PLEASE DON'T RUIN THIS FOR ME

Sending much love your way, nonnie! I hope RNM S3 will be good, and the season will give us plenty of things to flail about! ❤️