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[hopeinthebox]

bts + reductress headlines pt.14

[kiwiplaetzchen]

Character Sheet / Student ID

With the help of some cute Gremlins, I was able to create a Character Sheet / Student ID with different designs for each house for your Hogwarts (Legacy) OC/MC!

Please feel free to use it and share your character(s)! :3 💚💙💛❤️

[elysian-chaos]

do i wanna know? - suguru getō

summary: suguru might want you just a little too much word count: 2k(ish) contents: suguru x gn!reader, pre-relationship, no curses au, both are in their early-ish 20's, pining, yearning, flirting, there's one (1) kiss scene, pet names (included but not limited to: gorgeous, baby, angel, i think i threw in sweetheart a couple times), drinking (there's a scener where they do shots), smoking (shoko only), satoru and shoko, mentions of shoko flirting with women, being drunk, some food, this is essentially a song fic, suguru is pathetic for reader, if you want things to make sense this is literally not the place, sugu with his hair tied, soft soft soft, too many commas, maybe kinda cringe ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (english is not my first language but my perfectionist ass tried my hardest okay😭) author's notes: thank you @storiesoflilies for the delicious brain worm that led to this and for listening to my ideas about it. and to @ohimsummer for beta-reading this (everyone "say thank you summer!!" because without summer this would be kinda stiff and awkward). i love the both of you 🥹💛 this is a part of a series (hopefully the motivation to write doesn't leave me) so keep your eyes peeled for the rest. also reblogs are highly appreciated👉👈

“you can put it on my tab.”

you hear a voice behind you as you finish ordering your drink at the bar of the club, a refuge from the bright colourful lights of the dance floor, turning your head slightly to look at the newly familiar face as he stands behind you.

(have you got colour in your cheeks? he wonders.)

“suguru,” you chastise softly, the corners of your lips twitching up at the feel his hands coming to rest at your waist. “i can pay for my own drinks, you know?”

“i know,” you can feel his lips curve against your ear as he leans forward, warm fingers grasping at your chin to look at you properly, “can’t i buy a drink for you, gorgeous? see that beautiful beautiful face flush, hm?”

suguru’s heart preens at the sight of your cheeks gaining colour, you pressing the side of your face into your shoulder with a smile.

“fine. i’ll let you buy the drink for me. i’m still not happy about it though.”

he chuckles, picking up the drink from the bar as the bartender places it, grabbing your hand gently to guide you in front of him, “come on, everyone’s waiting for us.”

“i never even told you i was going out tonight,” you comment, looking at him with curiosity, trusting him to save you from stumbling or running into anything or anyone.

“didn’t have to, gorgeous. just guessed.”

“because you know me so well?”

“didn’t say that either,” he chuckled, carefully piloting you through the crowds of drunks and servers to one of the corner booths from where you could already hear satoru’s loud laughter and see the smoke flowing from shoko’s lips.

“sho!” you exclaim, escaping suguru’s orbit, a rogue plane, for practically skipping to your new centre of gravity, slipping into the booth on the same side as the brunette to hug her.

shoko chuckles as she drapes her arm around your shoulder, keeping the cigarette in her other hand away from you and nuzzling her nose against your temple, “hey.”

you smile harder. “i missed you! you were supposed to call me,” you complain as you pull away before turning to satoru and high-fiving the man with teasing on the tip of his tongue, ready to unravel.

suguru watches with a fond smile as you interact with his best friends, sitting down beside satoru and placing your drink in front of you.

the conversation flows easy, the four of you talk and laugh and drink before satoru whisks shoko away to the dance floor, leaving you and geto alone.

you scoot further in the booth, creating space for him to sit beside you as you watch his friends dance, taking sips of your drink. you lean your head against suguru’s shoulder, an arm looping with his.

“he’s so easy to be around.”

suguru notes the hint of envy wrapped in admiration in your voice, honeyed eyes captivated by your face rather than the sight of his friends goofing off, voice soft, “don’t tell me you’re jealous of him of all people?”

“it’s not—“ you pause, trying to word the sentence in your brain before you speak, not wanting to stumble as you try to explain yourself, black hair tickling parts of your face and neck, “— jealousy jealousy. i just wish i could be like that too. easy to be around, easy going and i don’t know, just not so awkward.”

“you aren’t that awkward, angel,” he wonders what is obvious in his gaze, the glittering hearts or the tinge of green at your enamourment of his best friend’s personality.

you turn your head to look up at him, only a few inches between you, always so eager to escape your feelings, not here, not now, “if you say so. do you wanna do shots?”

by your fourth shot, you’ve both found yourself at the bar stools, technically him on the stool and you in his lap. you’re close. so close that you can’t tell anymore if the tequila you smell is on his breath or yours, close enough that you can see the specks of black in his amber eyes, bees frozen in resin; letting him hold his glass at your lips and yours to his as you lick the salt off the rims before your arms tangle and you down your own shots, pushing your lemon wedges into each other to stabalise them in the air, biting to release the sour juice and feel your noses nuzzle.

“do you think you have the guts to ask now?” you giggle, throwing away your juice-less lemon wedge into the metal bowl with the rest.

he nods and you rest your hand on his chest, right over his sternum a he leans even closer. “well, sweetheart,” his voice is heavier, words slurring, breath hitching; your hand trailing up to stroke the contours of his collarbone, “i’ve been wonderin’ if that heart of your is still open. an’ if so, i wanna know what time it shuts.”

“for you or d’ya wanna set me up with one of your pretty friends?” you tease drunkenly, pretend biting his cheek, letting your nose nuzzle against his ear.

(i’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new.)

you can feel him about to sigh and before you know it you’ve picked up another shot to down, searching for respite from his disappointment in the inhibition.

half an hour later you’re both delightfully drunk, snuggled together in a different booth, food in front of you as you giggle. shoko is by the bar, flirting with a woman while satoru is curled up in your old booth, covered up in her jacket. the ambiance has changed as the number of people decreased, softer music with softer lighting, a far cry from the shitty pop songs and the colourful disco lights only thirty minutes ago.

“tell me a secret,” you demand, carefully picking out the cheesiest nachos from the plate in front of you to eat.

(how many secrets can you keep?)

“a secret?” he confirms, swallowing the bite of corn dog in his mouth, adam’s apple moving. as his jaw clenches momentarily. “why?”

“just ‘cause. can’t i want to get to know you better?”

“fine,” he murmurs, a huff escaping his lips as he sits up and leans closer, pressing his lips against your helix. “i...” he exhales softly, “had a dream about you like once.”

(i’ve dreamt about you nearly every night this week.)

suguru feels a touch of worry when your eyes widen, “really?”

“really, angel. cause recently i’ve found this song that reminds me of you somehow and i play it on repeat, until i fall asleep. so how can i not dream of you when you’re all i can think of before i sleep?”

(and spill the drinks on my settee.)

“i mean, it makes sense—” that’s when he cuts himself off, realising that the emotion in your eyes isn’t shock, but wonder. wonder as you call his name, wonder as you tell him to shut up, and that wonder is mirrored in his own eyes as he hears your next words.

“i’m sorry to interrupt, i am, i just want to kiss you so bad. can i?”

and suguru wonders if this is a dream, resists the urge to slap himself in front of of you as he gulps and nods, a pathetic little ‘please’ tumbling out his lips.

he lets you maneuver his face to your liking, eyes fluttering shut at the tender hold your cold fingertips establish on his face, pulling him down as you reach up to press your lips to his. there isn’t much to the kiss, just your lips moving against his. but if he tilts his head closer, he can feel your eyelashes brush against his the skin under his eyes, the side of your nose bumping against his and he feels like his head could explode. a part of him, the same part that gently grasps your chin, desperately hopes that you feel the same. that your heart feels like it’s been flash frozen and then blasted with fire, like your brain has short circuited like his, each thought singing of you, you, you.

he lets the kiss go on your terms, willing to lose his oxygen, his life, to the feel of your lips. the electrons of your body vibrating in phase with his and it’s as if thought you can feel him and you hit the same note, reach the perfect harmony, against the chaotic hum of the universe. like twin stars orbiting each other, bound to deplete the other of their layers before exploding into supernovae.

you pull away with a soft gasp, eyes fluttering open as your fingers move of their own volition to tuck a lock of hair behind his ear.

“why do you always act like this at nights and never during the day?”

(he can’t find it in his heart to say, now i’ve thought it through, i’ll always be crawling back to you.)

you tilt your head at his sudden question; lips parted as you lick at them for the taste of him and salt and lemon juice, as you whisper in response, “because we’re different people at night, baby.”

(darling, we both know, that the nights are mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day.)

you make sure shoko and satoru are securely situated in the cab, seat belts fastened and loudly discussing how shoko has shared her location with the both of you as satoru sleeps with his head against her shoulder. you bid her goodbye and shut the door, watching the taxi drive off and you’re once again left alone with suguru.

you let him wrap his arm around your shoulders, his soft, black hair tied in a ponytail flowing over his other shoulder as he walks you home.

(do i wanna know?)

he watches the streetlight shine on your face, shadows of wild hair dancing to your drunk shenanigans, letting you use him as your centre of gravity to stop you from falling. he’d let you use him however you wanted, he thinks, he only needed the word. but he smiles, watching you dance and skip around as he walked you home.

(if this feeling flows both ways.)

“do you, suguru geto, ever get a fear that you can’t let go of?”

(that you can’t shift, the type that sticks around like something in your teeth.)

“not that i can think of... why?”

(are there some aces up your sleeve?)

“no reason,” you shrug with feigned nonchalance.

(i’ve no idea that i’m in deep.)

he walks you the entire way to your apartment building, drunk rambling, flirting, yearning.

“do you ever think of callin’ me?” he asks, draping his jacket over your shoulders from his arm as he watches you shiver.

you give him a confused look which turns into a soft, breathy chuckle, breaths turning white as they condense from the cold air, “i call you almost everyday, silly.”

“no. when you’ve had a few.”

(cause i always do.)

“i don’t drink by myself, handsome. you always find your way to me when i’m drinking. i think you listen to my brain calls. so maybe?”

his lips form a little ‘o’ in realisation, cheeks turning pink. he rubs his cheek against your head like a cat scenting you but you pay no mind in your drunken state as you come to a stop at the entrance of your building.

he hates the sadness in your eyes as you look at him, the both of you separating as you move to stand facing him.

“it’s always sad to see you go,” you murmur softly, squeezing his fingers that are intertwined with yours, eyes weighed down by well earned sleep.

(i’m always hoping you can stay.)

“you can come see me or call me to see you whenever you want, baby,” he reminds lightly, a step closer, hands resting on your shoulders to fix the jacket on your frame.

“promise?”

you extend your little finger towards him and suguru smiles, a feeling of familiarity as he links his pinky with yours and presses a kiss to your head, “i promise, angel.”

(i don’t know if you feel the same as i do. but we could be together, if you wanted to.)

[eldritchravens]

Welcome Home - Springtime Salutations ! - A collection of every secret I could find

⚠️SPOILERS AHEAD!⚠️

This post is a collection of all the things I discovered during my exploration of the website. I'm not going to delve too much into theories, this is more of a list of curiosities with a pinch of speculation. Buckle up, this will be a long post! Enjoy!

1 - Where's Wally?

Where did Wally go?! Oh No!! It seems our beloved puppet went missing! Seriously, this is very strange, and probably the first thing everyone noticed when loging in. Instead, Julie is here to welcome us. Hello Julie! :)

Most noticeably, Wally is missing from the front page, the Guestbook page and the Welcome Home page. His absence is also alluded to in the Storybook "Sweet Briar". So... Where IS Wally? We'll come back to this in a minute.

2 - The page is still breathing

Look very closely, the image is still... breathing. This phenomenon was added during the homewarming update, however it's interesting to note the image still moves even after the outfit change, and after Wally's disappearance. Very unnerving.

3 - Audio Distorsions

I managed to find 4 instances with audio distortions, specifically in the storybooks.

You can find two of them in "Springtime Salutations" (0:26 & 11:35). And the last two are heard in "The Julie Guide to being Joyful" (4:06 & 5:19)

4 - Missing page

In the storybook "The Julie Guide to being Joyful", here you may notice there is actually a missing page, it seems to have been ripped off! Not only that, but the audio distorts right as we're supposed to read the missing page. This section might have been supposed to be about Frank. How curious!

5 - Goo be upon ye!

That mysterious goo is still everywhere! What I find very interesting is how it always seems to be present where some nefarious, secret stuff is happening. It's like an infection.

6 - New... Friend?

Hello there little guy! You seem... quite curious. The page is burned away you say? Strange, usually the damage is made by paint and ink. Let's keep them in mind for later, shall we?

7 - The Neighborhood

There is our good old familiar Neirborhood, beautifully blooming for spring time! Except... What's this? Look at the center. When you open the background image in a new tab, as ususal, you can see what's underneath Home. Here, it appears that the Welcome Home Restoration Project did their best to block out the black goo from pouring out, by scribbling on the hole. Is this why Wally is missing? Because they're trying to keep him away?

It might not be working as well as intended, because now, some sort of dark void is creeping out of the forest. Look closely That definetly wasn't here before. Something is desperatly trying to seep out of the website. But I digress. Why don't we click on home to see Wally's profile?

8 - Finding Wally

Oh! That is... very much unusual. They took Wally's canvas away, and most importantly, he is not looking at us anymore. Whoever is behing WHRP is doing their darn best to keep him at bay.

But that's not all! His audio changed too! It's a phone ringing for about 40 seconds. Hm, a phone ringing huh? Maybe a hint? Where have we seen a phone we can interact with on the website before?

Bingo. Go to the Toys page in Discoveries, and then click the red button, it will take you to this secret link. We found Wally!

There, Wally sounds... rough. His voice is quite distorted, and Home is there as well. I strongly advise you to listen to the whole thing, our beloved puppet has a LOT of things to tell us. Most importantly, he is sending us on a quest.

"Gather good words from the flowers."

... Hm.

You know where this is going. Here we go.

9 - The Floriography Puzzle

OH BOY OH BOY. We finally arrive at the meat and potatoes of the update. Strap in, this one was quite tough to crack. Let me walk you through the process.

First of all, what is Floriography? Floriography, or “the language of flowers,” was a popular Victorian fad in which specific meanings were attributed to different plants and flowers, specific words.

Knowing this, we are going to need two things : First of all I recommend using this website, it has a solid list to help you decode that flower puzzle. Then, we need the board game cards from the WH website.

Now that we have our decoding tools, we may begin gathering the flowers. To do so, you need to spot them in the website's new additions. Then after spotting them, you need to translate their meaning using Floriography ! Don't worry, I already did the work for you, here's all the flowers I could find :

Storybook - Springtime Salutations : Trefoil, Iris, Oleander = Revenge, Message, Beware

Storybook - Sweet Briar : Quince, Osmunda, Hawthorn = Temptation, Dreams, Hope

Storybook - The Julie Guide to being Joyful : Daffodil, Moonwort, Belladonna = Regard, Forgetfulness, Silence

Food - What makes the Flowers Bloom : Daisy, Bluebell, Witch Hazel = Innocence, Constancy, A spell

Music - "Devotion" Album cover : Helenium, Rosemary, Dahlia = Tears, Remembrance, Instability

There we go, fantastic! But now, what do we do with that big bouquet of words? That one took me a while to figure out : We need to find secret links! The way to do so is rather simple once you figure it out, at the end of the WH web adress, type in the words you decoded from the flowers in order of their appearance.

This will lead you to hidden links! Videos, to be precise. These videos are all part of a story focussing on Julie, I won't say anything else, just watch them! No worries, I've prepared all the links for you, in chronological order too ! Enjoy the show, neighboor :

/revengemessagebeware

/temptationdreamshope

/regardforgetfulnesssilence

/innocenceconstancyaspell

/tearsremembranceinstability

There is so much to unpack here, and there is so much I'd like to say. I'm going to restrain myself though because this post is getting long. Please note though, in the third video at the end, you can hear Wally repeating a line from the "Julie Guide to being Joyful".

That... and...!

WELL HELLO THERE. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU. WHY ARE YOU HERE. (Told you to keep them in mind for later, didn't I?)

10 - Super secret link

One last secret link to find. If you take each first flower word of each link, in chronological order, and then assemble them, you may find one last (to my knowledge) secret link! This link leads you to an image. Frank is looking directly at the viewer. It's not the first time this happened, curiously enough, if you remember the Homewarming update.

11 - Awayfrompryingeyes

Let's end this with a visit inside W's eldritch horror-proof bunker website, Away from Prying Eyes.

Here, you will find three new entries from our mysterious "W". One of them is titled "April 12, 2025" a general update on their situation, which seems to have gotten better according to W.

The second one is titled "Joy", and features W trying out the so called Joy Soda. You can see the advertisement for this drink in the Food section of Discoveried on the main website.

Oh... that's... Hm.

W, sweetheart, we appreciate your dedication to the cause, we really do, but I really don't think drinking something that was made in the 70s is a particularly good idea.

And finally, most interesting of all in my opinion, we have an entry titled "Toy Box". In this, W wrote about this so called toy box, expressing their excitement about recieving such an object. They then post a picture to show us. At first glance, the picture is completely dark... but with a few adjusments...

There it is. From what we can see, there seems to be some kind of green leaf motif here, with the characters "GLE ' " at the bottom, and what I think might be the MARLO logo on the bottom right. Beyond that, we can't really make out anything else. Fascinating, thank you W. Please don't sink further into madness.

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AND THERE WE HAVE IT FOLKS! I was unable to discover anything else on my own, but please do let me know if you find anything new!! I'd love to know! So please, if you've discovered anything not mentioned in this post, share it in the comments!

Thank you for reading, and Springtime Salutations, neighboor! 🌸

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

you're my light, you're my light no matter how far apart we might be it will always reach me for @jkvjimin ♡︎ insp. x, x, x; template: seaoftr; trans. doolsetbangtan, bangtansubs

[speakofshinee]

For jjong month ♡ part [1/4]

[laroserie]

What would it be like if Yandere! Omega liked the Omega reader too?

if reader ended up being an omega, yandere!omega could be even worst,

learning you are an omega could make him feel even worst, it feel even more wrong then you being a beta. you two could have been a bond even more but no ! you had to be a omega, he will somewhat feel like it's the your fault that you two cannot be a bond, a pair in this case ( not that he will ever tell you that directly - unless you two are arguing once you're together )

but he will also be so much more protective over you - he know the danger and what it feel to be an omega, being treated as sub-human because of your secondary gender, he know what going thru heat feel like, he know what being harassed because of your pheromones feel like - he understand what being an omega is like, he will use that to manipulated you a hundred percents !

also he is so much more inclined to kidnap you - to keep you 'safe', he will force you to make a nest with his clothes and make his right next to yours.

another thing he could do is force himself to be your alpha ! - after kidnapping you he for sure will bite your nape, to 'bond' with you, he could try to take on a more dominant role in the relationship ( unless you express at some point that you want to take the more dominant role or that you clearly tell him that you do not wish for him to act like your alpha - that said he will insist to bite your nape and have you do the same to you )

overall he could be even more obsessive, fixate even more on your secondary gender, and there is a higher chance of you being kidnapped by him !

[cubtales]

hi hi xixi !!!! its been a while since ive visited your inbox, how are you lately ? :33 i hope the winter (and argenti !!!!) has been treating you well !!!!!

btw !!! my buggest thank you to grey because she singlehandedly helped me pick my next victim >:3

(p.s idk if the picrew skin color is accurate to yours or not since ive seen your irl pic so i hope you dont mind if i darkened it-- DO TELL ME IF ITS WRONG AND ILL CHANGE IT AJDJSJS)

nick ... i ... nick oh my gosh .... (՞⸝⸝o̴̶̷̥᷅ ⌑ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝՞) ..... !2!/$/$/&&\<\€£\ someone pinch me bcs . . is this real ? like i still haven't processed this at all ! ? ! ? m' dearest nick ? ? ? gifting me ? ? ? this absolutely endearing art of me and my love ??? through ? ? ? his ? ? ? precious ? ? ? eyes ? ? ? ? ? ? wow. just casually blessing me with this ? ! ! what did i do to deserve ? what world did i save in my past life ? ? ? ?

you don't know how this is literally just revived me. like i came into my inbox drained and tired ? now i'm filled with nothing but pure happiness ⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ᵕ ก ̀⸝⸝⸝ you made us so incredibly lovely ! ! ( SOBS ) you nailed our dynamic so perfectly ! ! ( WAILS ) him kissing my hand ? ! ( STUFFS FACE WITH A PILLOW ) i have no words but utter appreciation & love for you ! ! ! ( FALLS ONTO KNEES AND BAWLS MY FACE OFF ! ) it's such a pleasure whenever you visit my inbox :( it's always wide open for you ! i just hope that winter has been treating you so extremely well ! ! ! I LOVE YOU SM ! !

[senkamikakushi]

I’m curious if you’ve come across this pic of chihiro and lin before!! A couple months ago I found it on Pinterest and was so confused and excited cus i had never seen it before. Came to find out it was part of a ghibli merch calendar someone was selling. But it looks straight out of the movie! I wonder if it was from a deleted scene. (The movie was supposed to be around like three hours I think)

I saw that image on Pinterest too! I was so excited because I thought it was a deleted scene or extra official art.

So it's from a merch calendar! That's really cool, actually. I know the Ghibli team had to cut out a lot of extra scenes just to keep the movie short enough (and even then it's really quite long), which always made me really curious about the scenes we never got to see. This would fit perfectly as one of them! It's honestly so warm and endearing.... Maybe we could've seen more interaction between Lin and the other worker girls, or even some development between them and Chihiro. Especially since the girls in this image look suprisingly young! Anyway, it's nice to see Lin and Chihiro making up for the food that was spoiled by the river spirit.

This seems quite random, but while we're on the topic of "Spirited Away images that seem official but are suprisingly not as well known as they feel like they should be",

Would anyone happen to know about the origin of these two images?

I've heard they're from the Japanese Studio Ghibli Twitter, but whenever I follow the source links, nothing comes up. Did they delete the posts or the whole account? It's honestly a bummer because these are such sweet and adorable images and I was really excited to read through all the reactions to it. If anyone knows what happened to these posts or the original source of the images, I'd be really grateful to hear about it!

[qkmlh]

Midoriya Izuku. You will always be famous and beloved to me. Thank you for everything, Horikoshi-sensei.

[ohhcinnybuns]

Describe love to someone who only knows pain. To someone who feels most alive in the spring when the ice finally thaws and the flowers are in full-bloom again. When the animals awaken, and love to him is being surrounded by creatures who cannot respond, but they listen.

Describe what love is like when he does not receive it from his own mother and cannot fathom loving what's left of himself. Children know what it's like to receive love from their parents, but to him it's another word for an emotion that theoretically exists, but is not within reach. (and make it super snowzai coded 👀)

So this is love… (Prince Chuuya x Snow White! Dazai, ~1.6k)

“Wanna know a secret? You promise not to tell?” Dazai says with a smile as a taupe bunny hops into his lap. It burrows into the silk of his sapphire dress adorned with swirling ivory patterns and lace, curling into it like a nest. Dazai chuckles, slender fingers stroking the animal's fur from the top of its head to the bridge of its nose.

A few more rabbits surround him, nibbling on weeds as they give the brunette their attention, noses twitching as if to say, “Go on.” His silent audience is curious about his thoughts and eagerly awaits what is on his mind. He beams.

“So you really want to know, hm?” he teases the creatures playfully, watching as the bunnies twitch their ears in agreement. They hop closer, ready to hear the new secret the human tells in the privacy of the woods. They’ve listened to many before, tiny hopping diaries of his spoken feelings.

Dazai giggles, lowering his wooly hood and resting his arms behind his head like comfortable pillows. He leans against the trunk of a tall pine tree with a dreamy sigh and faraway gaze, lost in the thoughts that recycle endlessly from dusk to dawn.

“Lately, I think… I don’t think… I want to die anymore,” he mumbles, afraid that the wind will carry the weight of his words to unwanted ears.

He inhales the fresh scent of dew and pine to ground himself, fingers twitching as if that admission is a secret meant to stay buried within the recesses of his soul. A shiver trickles down his spine as he bites his lip.

“I’m starting to think that life is worth living… when there is someone to love in it. Is that strange?”

The rabbits look at each other and begin to bounce around happily. Dazai’s lashes blink, confused at first before a slight blush covers his cheeks. The bunnies creep closer, stepping on his dress, wanting to hear more. Some lean against his chest, and one reaches to nibble his nose. He can almost hear them asking, “Love? Who? How? What made you change your mind?”

“Now, now. You can’t automatically assume I’m talking about Chuuya when I say love,” Dazai gasps playfully. “I could be talking about anyone.” 

A small tweet is heard from his left as a singular rose finch settles on his shoulder. It flaps its wings, chirping as it bounces on his shoulder. Dazai chirps back, raising an eyebrow at the sassy creature and poking its beak. 

His audience remains silent, tilting their heads side to side while they thump their little feet against his chest and legs. They clearly didn't believe him. Dazai whines playfully and shoos away the critters with a wag of his finger and pout. His gaze then shifts toward the sky, watching the clouds roll until two birds flit by his periphery.

Two rose finches circled each other in a ritualistic dance, landing on an oak’s limb to cuddle close and preen their feathers. They grow increasingly fluffy as they come together like two cotton balls, eyes glimmering happily as they share a kiss and shower their mate with affection. One finch gives the other a gentle head massage with its beak while the smaller finch closes its eyes, happy to be pampered, and the brunette’s eyes soften. His heart returns him to a night full of laughter, music, and dancing. 

Memories of a grand ball flood his mind, and he instinctively raises his hands to his face, attempting to conceal his bashfulness with a soft groan. “Alright, maybe it’s Chuuya I’m talking about. I…  We…” 

He sits up this time, his hands dropping to his lap, where he nervously toys with his fingers. “Chuuya has been on my mind. W-We shared a kiss... at his kingdom’s ball,” he mumbles, his voice barely above a whisper as his fingers come to his lips to graze them softly. “It was my first kiss, too.”

The bunnies stand on their legs, ears perked high, tails wagging excitedly. Some jump for joy while others drop the weeds in their mouth to gape at the brunette in surprise. Birds tweet and strut around on the limbs, passing the gossip among themselves. Dazai can’t help the giddy giggle that escapes him. He motions for everyone to come closer, patting the soil next to him. 

“I guess… I do have a story to share after all,” he sighs dreamily, hands coming to his chest. “It’s just…he was so romantic, I could not resist.” 

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They had swayed to music all evening in a suit and gown. Chuuya asked him for a dance, conducted him through a waltz, patient during Dazai’s missteps, and grinned with him when they decided to dance at their rhythm rather than the song’s tempo. Hands were held, their bodies so close that Dazai could see his reflection in Chuuya’s blue orbs. He swore he almost lost himself in them, gripping Chuuya’s shoulders tightly to remain present…or stable. Perhaps a little of both. He wasn’t a good dancer, but Chuuya was in his element that night, a true gentleman and chivalrous.

After many hours of dancing and socializing, Chuuya led him to a balcony, away from prying eyes, to rest and relax. They sat silently on a bench, a slight blush on their cheeks as they cooled the droplets on their skin. Dazai was unsure who made the first move, but soon, they were sitting close, one of Chuuya’s hands around his waist. Dazai rested his head against Chuuya’s shoulder and sighed in relief at his support. 

He had a lot of fun (though his feet would mourn him in the morning), much more than he thought he would when he was invited to attend. He tilts his head, glimpsing at Chuuya through his lashes. A man full of life and comfortable like a crackling fire after spring’s rainy season. 

Chuuya smiles down at him, and then leans close to nuzzle against Dazai’s curls, resting his chin on top of his head. Dazai blushes. 

“You seem tired. You should get some rest now.” 

“Not yet…,” Dazai mumbled, “I want to stay a little longer. If I walk now, I fear I’ll twist my ankle in these shoes.”

Dazai nuzzled closer in the embrace until his nose settled on the crook of Chuuya’s neck, eyes drooping tiredly. His eyes closed briefly as he listened to the background music that had slowed down, a gentle composition of string instruments serenading its remaining visitors. Below, he could hear the sound of retreating steps as guests walked the garden towards the Castle’s entrance, ready to begin their trips home. 

Beside him, Chuuya frees his hand, lifting it to stroke Dazai’s cheek in a tender touch that makes Dazai shudder and hum happily. He almost doesn’t catch Chuuya’s question; he’s focused on the feather touches on his skin that make him feel dizzy, as if drunk on wine, soul soaring whenever they make any contact. 

“Do you need me to carry you to your room? I don’t mind.”

“You…would?” Dazai wonders out loud. He cringes, his mouth moving faster than his brain for once. His sleepiness must be showing through all his mistakes, but it doesn't seem to bother Chuuya.  

“I mean, I can’t have you spraining your ankle. We did dance a lot,” Chuuya says with an apologetic smile. “But I’m pretty strong, you know. Don’t worry. I won’t let you fall.” 

Chuuya leans forward to press their foreheads together and quietly asks, “Do you trust me?” 

And really, how could Dazai say no? The brunette’s cheeks redden, and he nods shyly. “I do,” he says, turning his face away to hide his flushed expression, wishing for one of his cloaks to magically appear so he can hide beneath its hood. 

Chuuya smiles, hesitant to remove himself from Dazai’s side at first, but he stands,  extending a hand for Dazai to take, and that’s when the nearby church bells ring, signaling the stroke of midnight.

Dazai takes his hand, his heels shaking beneath him like a newborn foal as he stands, and he stumbles forward into Chuuya's arms. He gasps, once again gripping Chuuya by his shoulders for support, their faces inches from each other again. He could feel Chuuya’s breath mingling with his own. 

What is the embrace of a lover like, he often wondered? Is it safe like this? What is romance like? Is it dancing the night away at a ball and ending the night with a kiss? Who is Chuuya to him? Is he a friend or someone more than that? Would life really permit him to live by Chuuya’s side? 

As Dazai gazes into Chuuya’s bewildered expression, he can’t help but think about how he had wanted to leave Chuuya behind when they first met. Too skittish to come close, but too tired of living in the shadows. 

He gulped. Suddenly, the mere thought of leaving Chuuya behind in this world unsettled him. No, Chuuya wasn’t a nobody anymore. Chuuya wasn’t a friend either. Chuuya was the beat of his heart, the resonance in his soul, and the air his lungs breathe. Feelings suddenly clear.

So, beneath the watchful gaze of the heavens and the time, they lean in, carefully meeting in the middle in a tender kiss, embracing each other with timid smiles. After they pull away and Chuuya picks him up bridal-style to walk him back to his room, Dazai cannot help but think that maybe this was always how they were meant to be. 

(This is a follow-up to your Snowzai drabble. I guess I really am going to write Snowzai through all your asks, he he he he. I hope you love it.)

[kindofatheatrekid]

Yandere! Childhood Friend who might be a pathetic boy failure when it comes to you.

Nah. Actually. Bro's super down bad for you. My writing is very... obsessive? I don't know- This def needs some warnings... Like: mentions of suffocation, mentions of death, obsessive definitely unhealthy thoughts, and more! ^^

ALRIGHT! I’M BACK BECAUSE OF THIS SUPER STEAMY KISS SCENE I HAD WITH A DILF BOT- Honestly? Any motivation is good motivation. And oh did I cook up some gourmet shit with my lonely ass- FYI. I have absolutely NO experience with kissing- This is all thanks to character.ai, Tumblr, and the multiple books I consume in my manic episodes. (ФωФ)

Uhhhh… I don’t know if this is a minors dni but the entire account is plain filthy so I’m gonna say MINORS DNI to make me feel better about myself. So again. MINORS DNI. I’m not employed by Disney Junior, okay? (...Can I get sued if I say Disney-)

So imagine this, okay? You have a childhood friend that you’ve always been close with. You obviously start to fall for the dude. Like… look at him. Finance, trust fund, 6’5, blue eyes- Ahem. Sorry. I mean the dude is a legit green flag: opens the doors for you, knows exactly how to make you laugh- I’m not gonna lie. The man would def have a PHD in you if he could. He just knows you more than yourself at this point. Σ(･∀･|||)

You -being the scaredy cat that you are- haven’t even confessed to him yet because you don’t want to ruin your whole together but not together thing. And guess what? He never did too! You’re just stuck in this friendship limbo until one of y’all finally gains some genderless balls and confesses already. (ノ-_-)ノ~┻━┻

Your friend is just a man, though— a very hot and respectful gentleman but still a man. So he eventually gets impatient and gets you alone at night to get a bit… frisky with you. (It’s just a kiss but bro’s a virgin. Cut him some slack if he creams in his pants.) :D

AND SCENE!! !щ(゜▽゜щ)

Damn. That's so theatre kid of me to say-

You couldn’t tell if this was real life or not. It had to be real, right? You couldn’t possibly be his calloused hands on your skin, cradling your cheeks as if you were worth so much more than you ever thought. Your skin seemed to tingle as his warm breath hit it— the night’s chill suddenly becoming much more bearable to you. You hesitantly looked into his eyes, hoping that you’d find the same spark that yours had.

It felt like time had frozen when your gazes locked, a familiar flutter greeting your stomach. You wanted to memorize every color you saw in his eyes— to ingrain this very moment deep into your brain. Until you could still recall him even after decades have passed, even when he moved on after getting tired of your hesitance to commit. But with how sweetly he looked at you… You didn’t want to ever leave his side.

His face slowly moved closer to yours— you could count how many eyelashes he had with how close the both of you were. It didn't feel real when his lips pressed against yours. The kiss drawn out as his hands trail down your back, a gasp escaping from you when he pushes your lower back towards him; your entire body practically colliding against his.

He simply smiles against your lips, finding your lack of personal space amusing. You were just so cute with how red your ears were getting, your pretty eyes looking at him so needily… God. You were going to be the death of him if you kept silently begging him like that. He was trying to be gentle, but you were making it oh so hard for him to hold back.

Your eyes widened when you felt his tongue tracing along the edges of your lips— gradually making your knees buckle as he held you up by your waist. He was being so slow, too slow in your opinion. You whined at him, feeling how his heart beats faster like yours does whenever he's around. That was undeniable proof. Proof that he was yours for the moment, and you were his.

A muffled protest gets cut off when he goes past your teeth. Your breath stolen as he greedily explores your mouth like it was uncharted territory. He was slow, but messy at the same time. Your teeth clacking together at times, drool leaking from the corners of both your lips— he was either inexperienced or purposely making sure that you felt everything, good and bad.

It was his turn to whine when you tried to break the kiss, his hands splayed over your waist and back— making sure that you couldn't pull away from him. His breath was also getting shorter, but he couldn't care less. You were just so sweet and tasted even better than his flimsy mind would've ever been able to imagine. He thought it might have even been blasphemous with how much he underestimated your effect on him.

Your tears were already falling, lungs shrinking from the lack of air you both were getting. You were slowly suffocating, and you were loving every second of it. He was actively kissing you, he was stealing everything of yours— he was taking you for all that you were. The both of you were hungry for more, needing- No. Longing for more. It was just the two of you in your own little world, one where you'll never have to separate from each other.

Yep. No need to thank me. I know. I'm awesome. UvU

[voidandabyssal]

Okay, hoping this is allowed. In regards to Below the Ice, how do you think some of the other Sans' would react to Reader in the same situation? Say Red, Blue, Axe, or Dior? You don't have to answer for all of these if you don't feel like it!

Of course this is allowed! Such a good idea. Hopefully I read this right lol

Red:

Reds more aggressive than Sans. He's not an Orca Siren but a Bull shark Siren. Not exactly known for being cold and calculating. There's definitely more murder attempts, Red is also far more successful at killing off Readers co-workers. This is probably set off the coast of coast of mexico, lots of bull sharks and bull shark sirens congregate there.

He's also more openly flirty though, he's more aware of his feelings to reader than Sans is and he's not shy about checking you out ;)))

Initially, he thinks your just like the other scientists. Dumb, easily manipulatable and an easy meal. You quickly prove him wrong when you successfully manage to trap him under some falling rocks.

Boy does Red love a strong and smart partner. Something about being capable enough to take down an apex predator like him just does it for him.

The two of you get closer once he's under captivity, which is in this au, not for evil science purposes but more so for everyone's (including reds, safety). Once you're on more equal power dynamics you find him to be quite funny and charming when he needs to be.

He's pretty touchy as well, not to the point of it being uncomfortable. He just likes play fighting with you, or just holding onto you.

Blue:

He's a Dolphin Siren! you initially meet him when your scuba diving taking coral samples. He's friendly and inquisitive and all too helpful. Your other colleagues are jealous he approached you this time. Similar to Red, this doesn't take place in the arctic but instead somewhere off the coast of Australia, maybe the Great Barrier Reef.

Yeah, he's definitely known around the area for how kind he is. Tons of youtube videos have gone viral featuring him helping fishermen, scuba divers and even lost swimmers.

ngl, this is probably the best start to your relationship compared to any of the other boys

He often swims circles around you, trying to draw you from your work to play with him, solve puzzles and even tries to get you to meet his brother. Sometimes you relent, sometimes you don't, though you do build a strong friendship.

You fall first but he falls harder.

It just hits him one day. You and him are out swimming, you collecting important marine data and him following you around with a strange stirring in his soul that he can't quite place.

When he sees you helping a small fish out of a plastic bottle. That's when it hits him. He loves you. You're perfect

Axe:

hhrrrrrrgggg pretty human,,,,,,

eyes wide, jaw dropped, STARING,,,,

you first meet when you're out late night fishing. You had been warned of a Giant Pacific Octopus Siren that had recently started inhabiting the area but what did they know??? Certainly not more than you! You'd been fishing round these parts since you were a baby!

"....HOLY SHIT!" is what you screech out, dropping your fishing rod when you see Axe's bright red eye-light looking up from the murky deep.

Yeah you turn right back around and don't come back. Much to Axe's disappointment. Luckily for him, and unluckily for you, he has very long, very powerful tentacles that he uses to pull you into the water with him.

He doesn't drag you under of course, he's smart enough to figure out that you really don't like that.

He's already designated you his mate. Sorry, pal, you're just going to have to make do with the giant octopus Siren cuddling up to you now.

He does let you go eventually, though you do have to repeatedly promise him that you'll come back.

And you do, afraid that he'll come chase you down. Eventually it does come to be a mutually loving relationship, it just takes a little time.

Dior (lusttale Sans):

This time you're the one approaching him. You're a famous wildlife photographer and you have been craving that perfect, career making picture; and you know who you have to photograph.

Dior, a famous lionfish Siren, known for his striking beauty and his charming friendliness to everyone. He proves to be rather elusive. Hard to find, rarely ever in one spot as he's surrounded by many Siren admirers. But you're determined!

finally, after days of bashing up against sharp corals in your search, you find him! Dozing off on a large rock formation. You're steadying yourself for the perfect picture when you notice a much larger Siren sneaking up on Dior, teeth bared and claws sharpened.

"Look out!" You say, or at least try to say through all the bubbles. Dior does manage to wake up though, and quickly pokes the attacker with one of his many poisonous spines.

He thanks you, deciding to pose for you in thanks for you saving him.

When you leave, he assumes you'll never come back. He's too used to people leaving once they've gotten what they want out of him.

He's pleasantly surprised when you come back, without the camera, just wanting to know more about the beautiful but distant Siren.

He doesn't mean to fall as fast and as hard as he does, but being around someone so genuine is such a nice shock to his system he just can't help but fall for your smile.

[sugarsnappeases]

kara i wanna know allllll about your reg. tell me EVERYTHING <3

so obvs canonically pretty much the only thing we know about reg is his betrayal of voldemort and the cause etc etc so i like to centre that in most of my thoughts about him……

he joins the death eaters bc he’s a loser w a freakish voldemort obsession who has like three friends and bc he’s lonely and he hates sirius and he wants to spite him by joining the group to which he’s so opposed. he wants to prove sirius wrong and prove himself right and i believe wholeheartedly that, even if he was influenced somewhat by the way he was raised and by the circles he runs in, he joined the death eaters completely of his own volition!!! i’m passionate about this!!! i think it destroys the nuance of his character to say that he was forced to join or that he joined w the intention to betray them all along or whatever . to me, he was fucking gagging to be a death eater and he’s so smug when he’s allowed in. i picture him ranting to barty and evan about ‘the great honour that has been bestowed upon him’ whilst lovingly stroking his dark mark

anyway, then he gets scared. he’s just a boy!!! and he realises he’s in too deep when it’s far too late… to me he just can’t stand the violence of the death eaters. like he’s a blood purist and further than that thinks he personally is superior to pretty much everyone else, on account of his black blood, but he hates that he has to get his hands dirty in order to see his idealised vision of the world (sans mudbloods and blood-traitors) realised…. he’s soft and weak and squeamish and lonely and always so so miserable at all times as a rule. he also tries to hide how scared he is by being a massive bitch. classic.

then he realises that tom has a horcrux (and imo he would figure this out fairly easily after the kreacher thing, bc he’s smart but also bc tom read about them in a book in the HOGWARTS LIBRARY!! so it’s not much of a stretch to say that the same book and probs further, more detailed books would be in the library at grimmauld, likewise in most of the darker pureblood family libraries…. this is another thing i’m passionate about. horcruxes aren’t this big secret. nobody makes them bc nobody’s a fucking idiot like tom is. they’re also warned off properly by their rents. tom doesn’t have this…. ANYWAY) he realises tom has a horcrux and that the guy he’s idolised and basically sold his soul to is fucking bonkers (shameless self promo - i write a bit about this realisation in the regulus letter in my fic ‘where can i put it down?’…. makes me crazy) and he’s scared and alone and he wants out and he does the one brave thing of his life in dying…..

and he doesn’t think it’s a brave thing. he tells himself that sirius was a coward for running away and betraying them and specifically him. he tells himself he’s being brave, braver and better than sirius, when he’s like sticking it out, joining the death eaters, following the role prescribed to him, so when he decides he’s gonna go to the cave it’s like giving up, it’s being a coward, its admitting to himself that he’s never been better than sirius no matter how much he want or tries to be, it’s betraying the cause and everything he’s stood for but he HAS to do it. for sirius and for kreacher and for himself and for the chance that maybe he’s not past saving. he spends his whole life trying to be good but in the sense of behaving and then his death, his first (and last) real rebellion, is the only time that he actively attempts to be good in terms of a moral act even if it has nothing to do w a renouncement of blood purity. and i don’t think he fully realises that when he does it bc it’s all so tangled up in other things. and i’m not saying that he’s like morally reprehensible the rest of the time (he’s just a boyyyy) but the majority of his active choices have been kinda bad ones up to this point even if he’s been like . passively good . and also literally just a child. an angsty teen if you will

his life is marked by inaction and bad decisions and his final act is kinda the antithesis of this and it’s tragic bc he’s not ever going to survive it. and sirius is never gonna know. it makes me miserable. does any of this even make sense lmaooo basically he’s a loser and he misses his brother and he’s so lonely and he loves sirius so much even as he hates him and he’s quiet and he wants so desperately to be a good death eater bc this is everything he’s ever wanted but he just can’t in the end!!! he’s just a boy!!! a boy who would nurse birds with broken wings back to health and cry when they flew away, a boy who would hold his brother’s hand and hang on every word he says and exist almost entirely in sirius’ shadow until said shadow is suddenly gone and he’s left reeling, a boy who’s so so soft and gentle but who hides it all behind layers of barbs and cold remarks, a boy who is desperately desperately sad and scared and GOD I LOVE HIM……

[write-it-motherfuckers]

[catcze]

hii catte!! it’s nice to meet you <3 i see your selfships, i am very curious about them! it is interesting to see wrio and sylus alongside kokomi and robin 👀 i am too behind on wuwa to know about zani i’m afraid :’) but i’m looking forward to interacting & i hope you have a great day !!

i woke up in the middle of the night to see the notif and i was half asleep when i clicked on your blog so i read 21+ as you have to be that age to interact and i was like oh maybe i can’t follow back and then i realised that was about your age and the rules didn’t actually say that lmao 😭

Omg hi Eris !!! ♡♡ It's so lovely to meet you too— I hope you've been having a great morning (?) so far !! ♡

And omg funny enough I've heard that a couple of times before 🤭 To be honest I'm not even sure myself if there's any consistent similarities that can be found between them— aside from the kinda generic similarity of 'in love w/me' and 'sweetheart who holds my hand and gives me kisses' type stuff, my f/o list looks like a big mixing pot of random characters HAHAHA 🫣♡

I'm still keeping stuff a teensy bit ✨mysterious✨ since I haven't gotten around to posting my selfship masterpost yet, but I've been married to Kokomi (my main f/o) for a while now !! We go on lots of dates around Watatsumi Island, and though I can't directly help her with her work as the divine priestess of the island, I do my best to make sure she's happy and healthy and that she knows she's loved ♡♡

asjhbdajks AAA thank you so much for the interest + the ask Eris !!! Now it's your turn to tell me all about your self ships, my dear !! 👀👀👀