#Thank you for sending it um... so long ago LOL

[thebigolbee]

Put the ghoul doctor in a maid dress you coward

Hard to believe I haven't already, right?

[justmeinadaze]

Pushing the Barrier ( Eddie X Reader) 

A/N: So this one needs some explanation. Idk why it popped in my head but lol there's a movie I like with Cillian Murphy called Breakfast on Pluto. There's a scene in that movie where his character works at a strip club in Ireland but instead of being like a normal style strip club there are rooms that are cut in half. On one side is a glass case where she sits on a swing and talks to the men that come in. They can see her but she can't see them. That was my inspiration for where Eddie working in this one. There are other movies that have places like this but I love that one and Cillian Murphy is always a win lol I did set this in New York because I didn't think Hawkins would have a place like this.

Warnings: I am classifying this as Stripper Eddie even though he doesn't dance. Lol. Reader is unhappily married. A bit of angst here with much pining. Some smut for sure. I would like to make more parts to this and explore this a bit more but only if you guys like it. I definitely enjoyed writing it.

Word Count: 3196

You hugged your arms around you as you walked down the wet streets of New York. You and your husband had gotten into another fight when he came home late from work for the third time that week. 

“You said you would be home three hours ago! We were going to go out for dinner and finally spend some time together!”

“Y/N, I don’t know what you want from me. I work! Do you like this apartment and these fancy fucking clothes?! Someone has to work for them, babe.”

“Oh, fuck you and your self-righteous bullshit. I work and I buy my own clothes.”, you gesture at the dress you were wearing, “Just because you bought me this doesn’t mean you pay for my wardrobe!”

He stomped out of the apartment then and a few moments later so did you. You couldn’t stand to be there by yourself any longer. You roamed aimlessly for a while before the rain started coming down heavily. 

“Fuck!”, you exclaim, quickly dashing into the nearest building. 

“Whoa! It’s really coming down out there.” A tall, beautiful woman greets you with a beautiful smile as she hands you a towel from behind her counter. 

“Oh. Thank you. Yeah, it is.”

“Are you alright? You look like you’ve had a rough night.”

“I’m okay. Just…marital disputes.”

She chuckles to herself. “I understand that my dear. After my second divorce I said, ‘Never again!’. Then fate led me here.” She sweeps her hand around the building. “Maybe it’s just what you need as well.”

You finally take a good look around, squinting at the pictures of half-naked men and women on framed up on her walls. The signs on her desk had prices for set times of “shows” and thick binder of filled with people who were available to be viewed. 

“Um, I’m not really into this.”

She laughs again as she leans her back against the wall. “Now I know what you’re thinking. I’m not really into that kind of thing either but everyone is different. This isn’t a regular ‘stripper’ style joint I run. Yes, some people want them to get naked and dance sexily. Some people just want to sit and talk. Whether it’s dirty talk or regular conversation is completely up to the client.” She scans over your apprehensive face. 

“You know what? You’re first round is on me and I think I have the perfect gentleman for you.” The woman reaches for your arm and starts guiding you through the curtain behind her counter, down a long hallway. 

“Miss, I can’t—”

“Oh, come on. It is pouring and I’m not going to send you back out into that.” She stops outside of a door and turns to you. “Now here’s how it works. It will just be you and him. He will be behind the glass but it’s two way so you can see him but he can’t see you unless you want him to. I usually charge per hour but since this is free take all the time you need. When you’re done just exit and leave through that back door over there. We pride ourselves on privacy.”

She winks before opening the door and practically shoving you inside. 

“Fucking hell! No need to be so aggressive.”

“Mira can be a little rough, can’t she?” 

You turn around to the sound of a male voice chuckling behind you. The only light illuminating the room is the dim pink neon bulbs lining the ceiling and the massive stage style light in the glass cube in front of you. 

There’s a man behind its walls sitting in gigantic thrown style chair, strumming at a guitar. His long, wavy hair hung down to his shoulders and a gorgeous smile was currently stretched across his face. He tapped his bare foot against the floor as he played his instrument that was leaning on his shirtless chest. You could vaguely make out the tattoos along his body. His legs were still covered with his jeans, making you wonder if his ink on his skin trailed below his waist. 

“Whoa. I didn’t lose you now, did I?”

“Um, no. Hey. I mean hi.” You clear your throat, stammering over your words as you sit in the recliner style chair. “Can you…can you really not see me?”

His smile grows as he shakes his head. “Nope. I can just see myself. Thank God I’m so damn good looking.”

A genuine laugh escapes you as you cover your mouth to stifle it. It had been a while since anyone made you laugh like that. 

“Aw, no Sweetheart. Don’t cover up that giggle. It’s cute.” He leans back in his seat getting more comfortable. “Can I ask what your name is?”

“Y/N.”

“That’s a pretty name.”

“Mhmm. I bet you say that to everyone.” He playfully scoffs at your response. “Am I allowed to ask for your name?”

“You can ask me anything you want. I’m here for you. My name is Eddie.”

“Like Iron Maiden.” Eddie’s fingers freeze as he looks up at the glass in front of him. “That’s their mascot, right? The guy on all their tape covers. 

He set the guitar down to the side. “I have never met a woman who knew that.” Eddie’s head tilts to the side as his eyes continue to scan in front of him. “Wow. I’ve also never hated having this glass blocking me before either.”

“The lady said you couldn’t see me unless I wanted you to. There’s nothing you can do?”

He shakes his head again as he stands up, walking forward. His long, index finger points somewhere towards his left. “There’s a switch over there that can flip off the settings and allow me to see you. As you can imagine a lot of people prefer to remain hidden.”

“So, you do do other things besides just talking and playing guitar?”

A coy smile spreads across his lips as he sits back down in his chair. “I’m here for your pleasure.” Eddie takes note that you don’t continue by playing on his words like his other clients usually do. “Y/N? Can I ask something else?”

You nod before you realize he can’t see it. “Sure. You can ask me anything.”

“Why are you here? Not that I don’t like your company but this doesn’t feel like your usual scene.”

“It’s storming outside and I needed a place to hide so I ran into the nearest building. I had no idea what this place was.”

“Why were you walking around outside so late at night?”

“My husband and I got into a fight.” Eddie leans forward waiting for you to continue. “We were supposed to go out for dinner but he said he was working late. He’s always working late.” You get up from your seat and start pacing the tiny room. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N. That sounds lonely.”

“I just didn’t want to be in the apartment by myself right now.”

Eddie rises again crawling down on the floor towards the front of his chamber. He crosses his legs, staring at the void that is his reflection. “Do you really believe he’s at work?”

“Of course! He’s a businessman. Where else would he be?”

“Hey now, Princess. I’m just asking questions.” He holds up his palms in defense. “I only meant that even if I was president, if I had a dinner date with you, I wouldn’t miss it.”

“Yeah well, you’re a stripper or whatever the fuck this is so you wouldn’t understand, would you?”

Eddie’s eyes fell and you immediately regretted getting defensive. You walk toward him and lightly tap on the glass. His head comes up as his gaze meets the sound. You knock on it again as he crawls forward, pressing his hand up against it. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“Don’t worry about it. This?”, he gestures towards the room. “I do this for the money and its good money. Yeah, sometimes I jack off for strangers or just take off my clothes while they say dirty shit but I’m not going to do this forever.”

You reach up pressing your palm against his outside the glass. At that moment, you wish you could touch him. You wished you could feel his arms wrap around you and taste those beautiful lips against yours. He seemed so vulnerable in that moment you wanted to do whatever you could to make him feel better. Whether that meant going to dinner or riding him until he came inside you, you weren’t sure. 

That’s when the guilt started taking over. You were married! You shouldn’t be thinking like this. This was wrong. 

“Eddie, I’m, um, I’m sorry I have to go.” You quickly began gathering your things. 

“Wait, Y/N, you don’t have to—”

The sound of the slammed door cut him off as you ran down the hallway and out the back door. 

##############

“Y/N!” Your husband’s aggressive tone snaps you back into reality. 

“For the love of God, yes?!”

“I’m talking to you here. Are you listening?” 

That following Saturday, you husband tried to apologize to you by taking you out to dinner. You were hoping for a more romantic setting but this in and out style place was fine. At least he was actually there with you and not at the office. 

“I’m listening, honey. I hear you.”

You glance around the restaurant as he goes on about some mundane office gossip. The door to the building dinged as it was opened and someone rushed inside, wiping his boots against the mat before walking further in. 

Eddie. 

Your brain froze as you watched him move. Your first instinct was to hide before you remembered he hadn’t seen your face that night. Seeing him outside of that glass case was so surreal. 

“Are you finished? I am. Why don’t you wait here while I go pay.”

“No! I mean, no. I’ll stand with you.” His eyebrows come together as you smile him. 

Your eyes drink him in as you and your husband wait behind Eddie to pay. His hair was down and slightly frizzy from the rain outside. His leather jacket and blue jean vest rested on his broad shoulders perfectly, making your mouth water. The blue jeans were more or less the same that he had on before except for the chain that hung below his pocket and the studded belt that wrapped around his waist. 

He turned around suddenly smacking chest first into you. 

“Whoa! Sweetheart, I am so sorry.” Hearing his voice so crystal clear reverberated through your body down to you core. His cologne hit your nostrils, making you wish you could lay your head against his chest all day. 

“Hey guy! Watch where you are going!” Your husband shouts, pulling you to the side. 

“Yeah, like I said. I’m really sorry. Just trying to get some food and get to work.” Eddie’s eyes flick to your own. “I’m sorry.” Before you can respond, he quickly shuffles out the door. 

##################

“Ahhhh Y/N! Good to see you again.” Mira smiles as you cautiously enter the building. “I must say, I didn’t think you’d be coming back.”

“I, um, is Eddie here?”

Her eyes playfully squint in your direction. “He was that good huh? Yup, Eddie is here and he is available but no free rides this time. I will have to charge you.” 

You hand her some cash before she beams over at you, grabbing your hand, and guiding you down that familiar hallway. This time you open the door and walk right in. 

You let out a thankful sigh when you see him sitting in his usual chair. Tonight, he was just wearing some blue boxers as he leaned back, heavy eyes staring ahead of him at the glass. 

“You look exhausted.”

You watch as his eyes light up at the sound of your voice. “Y/N? Hey. I thought I lost you.”

“Naw. I’m not going to lie; you scared me a little bit last time.”

Eddie’s eyes flashed concern. “Did I come on to strong?”

“No but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m attracted to you.”

He smiles as he stands up, walking towards the glass. “It’s probably even weirder for me to say I’m attracted to you to.”

“You don’t know me.”

“I’d like to.” He eyes scan the lower part of the glass where he assumes you are. “I’ve been thinking about your voice all week. Imagining the lips that voice belongs to.” His grin widens when he hears a pleasurable sigh leave you. “What made you come back to me, Princess?”

“I saw you today. Outside.”

Eddie looks up towards the ceiling, trying to remember everywhere he had been that day. “Where?”

“I can’t tell you. You were very close to me though. You looked really handsome even with your frizzy, wet hair.” You giggle at him and he can’t help but bite his bottom lip at the sound. “It was kind of odd hearing your voice outside of here. You being so close that I could smell you.”

He sauntered closer till he was almost pressed up against the glass in front of him. “And how did that make you feel?”

You tapped the barrier between you and he glanced in that direction getting down on his knees. He couldn’t see it but he was almost face to face with you. You knock on it again causing him to smile as he knocks back.

“Tell me, baby. Please. I want to hear it.”

“Your voice sounded so beautiful. I felt my panties get wet listening to you.”

Eddie licked his lips as he swallowed down a moan. His palm came down to graze the growing tent in his boxers. “Is this ok?”, he whispers.

“Yeah, it’s ok.”

“Are, are you wet right now?”

You could have faked it. You could have told him you were without checking but it felt wrong in some way. EVERYTHING about this was wrong but you didn’t care at that moment. 

Reaching your fingers into your pants and past the waistband of your panties, you dip your fingers between your folds against your clit. 

“I am really fucking wet.” You both chuckle. 

Eddie pulls his cock out, spitting on his hand before stroking it onto himself. You groan at the sight of him, pressing your forehead against the wall as you watch him. You start rubbing fast circles into your swollen nub. 

His palm presses into the glass as he throws his head back in ecstasy. “Fuck. I wish I could see you.”

Opening your legs a bit wider, you push two fingers into your entrance. Eddie whimpers when he hears you moan. “Jesus, please tell me what you’re doing over there.”

“I’m fingering myself.”

“Mmmm. How many fingers?” He moans when you answer him, pumping his cock faster with his fist. “Is that all you can fit? Fuck. Just imagining my dick in that tight pussy. You whispering filthy words to me with that beautiful fucking voice.”

“Eddie.” Your hand slams up towards the window, meeting his own as you thrust you fingers into you aggressively. 

“That’s right, baby. Make yourself cum. Fuck I bet you look so fucking gorgeous right now.” 

His name continues to fall from your lips as the coil snaps and you feel yourself tighten around your fingers. You look up at him just in time to see his body shiver before ropes of his seed come out of his cock onto the floor in front of him. 

Eddie lifts his head and for a moment you think he can actually see you. You’re not sure if it’s something in his eyes or the endorphins coursing through your body but you reach over with your right hand flicking the switch on the cube. 

He blinks for a second, letting his eyes adjust before his gorgeous chocolate eyes land on yours. You see the recognition cross through his mind, remembering how he accidently ran into you today. 

Suddenly the lights in the room flash twice signaling the end of your hour. Mira’s voice drifts through an intercom above your head. 

“Alright, mama. Time is up. Eddie, I’m giving you one more client in 30minutes so be ready.”

You back away from the glass, looking away as you reach for your things. 

“Wait! No, no, no. Don’t leave.” He stands up quickly, pleading with his face. 

“I have to. I—”

The door abruptly opens as Mira gestures towards you. “Come on, Honey. I’d offer another hour but someone else came in.”

Eddie smacks the barrier with his hand. “Fuck off, Mira! Can’t you give them to someone else?”

“Oh, someone is feisty tonight.” She gives him a look before lightly pushing you out the door. You can hear the string of expletives leaving his mouth as you exit and head down the hallway. “Alright, baby. Come back again, ok?”

Once you’re outside, you finally allow yourself to breathe. You lean your back against the building as the tears start to flow. I’m so stupid. This is wrong and even if it wasn’t… What did I think was going to happen?

“Y/N!” Your head shoots up to see shirtless Eddie with jeans and untied boots running down the alleyway. You turn to leave but he’s quicker as he appears in front of you. “Wait. Please!” He places his hands on his waist as he pants. “Fuck, I really need to quit smoking.”

Your exasperated giggle makes him smile. “Your husband was the asshole who scolded me?” 

You sigh as you nod. “I’m sorry.” A shaky sigh leaves his own mouth at the sound of your voice outside of the room. “He can be a bit uptight.”

“I, uh, hope I didn’t come off like a jerk or anything. When I saw you in there…I just… you’re so beautiful.” 

You reach your fingers towards him, caressing his cheek. “This isn’t right. I should go home.”

“To be alone?”

Eddie’s arms fly forward, pulling you to him as his lips crash to yours. Your other hand comes up to his face, holding him to you. The taste of him was better than you imagined. 

“Eddie Munson!” Mira’s voice carries down the alley. Your mouth chases his as he pulls away. “I swear to God, if you don’t get back in there I will fire you!”

“I’m coming! Give me a god damn second!” 

Your hands glide down his chest as he turns his attention back to you. “You should get back in there.”

“Can I see you again?”

“Eddie, I don’t know…”

“Look, no pressure.” He reaches into his jeans and pulls out a small yellow flyer, handing it to you. “My band is playing here on Wednesday. You can come, hang out, listen to us play, and then after we can talk.”

His lips find yours again before receiving an answer. As he pulls away, his thumb traces your lips as he smiles. “It feels so good just to be able to touch you.” With that he turns on his heels, running back towards the front of the building. 

[scruus]

Hiii how are you today?

I would like to request for Luocha × Reader(Gn) fluff? Like, maybe reader and Luocha out on a date?🤔

It's okay if you ignore this. Have a nice day though <33

(This is my first time doing this lol)

👋 hello, i am fine! thank you for sending this in cause it made me write something non smutty after so long haha.

Also props to you for sending your first ask🫨

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✎ luocha + gn reader notes: a bit angsty at first, wholesome end; this took me so long to write cause I wanted to capture Luocha perfectly and idk I still feel icky but i hope it came out good.

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“So you mean to tell me…that you have never being gifted flowers?!”, you gasped, surprise and offense written over your face. Luocha chuckled a small laugh, before nodding to your question.

Absolutely ridiculous, your eyebrows scrunched together, if this man doesn’t get any flowers, I should forget receiving even one in my lifetime!

Luocha and you were on another one of your, and you quote, “exploration-time”, where you both roam the Central Starskiff Haven side by side, under the dusk moonlight and just silently observe the mundane lives of the people around you. Simple, happy and living.

You may sometimes notice Lady Yukong out on her nightly duties or even spot Tingyun selling a few photocards of General Jing Yuan. Where she seemed to get them was always questionable.

But Luocha seemed indifferent to it all.

You met him a few days ago, within the artisanship commission, where he was healing your wounds after you were attacked by a marastruck soldier (you won though).

At first, it was alarming. A suspicious looking pretty blonde man appearing out of nowhere with such a huge coffin(?), kneeling beside you and trying to offer help?

Is he a grime reaper?, was your first thought.

And so being the aggressive cloud knight you were, you raised your weapon at him, and his coffin. Fearing that something may pop out of it and suck the soul out of you.

It was not until later when you found out that he was a foreign merchant, and a great medical superior associated with the Xianzhou Yuque. You apologised to him, profusely, after the introduction and internally decided that you shall make it up to him.

Which leads to the current situation.

Bunking your shift and disguising yourself as some noble lady of higher ranks, while showing an extremely gorgeous man around a town he had already been to several times was not as difficult as you had thought. Well, if you ignore the few stares from the desperate maidens whispering around you two.

Could you really blame them though?

Luocha was a gem. A mystery. Always observing, and quaint while doing so. Its like he had several layers hidden under that calming, sober face of his. A multitude of secrets.

But dear heavens, was he not charming? Every time he spoke, his deep short laughs, the crinkles around his eyes while his lips twitched into a smile, the lingering gazes on you which he succeeded in peeking at when you were turned away; it made your heart jump.

“So um…Luocha”, he eyed you from his side. “Have you ever fallen in love?”, you mumbled, before biting your bottom lip in. You shouldn’t have asked that. This was overstepping the imaginary boundary between you two.

Luocha’s eyes suddenly shifted into an odd silence, his mouth pressing in a thin line and his steps slowing down to a halt. That wise brain of his seemed to be rumbling. Pushing pieces together to give you an answer.

Your curious gaze pulls him out of his thoughts, and he blinks. “Love….it’s a very peculiar thing, don’t you say?”, he resumes walking, his voice sounding a lot more solemn and older. It sounded pained.

“I have met several kinds, several species and lived through several exhilarating experiences, but-”, he grows quieter, “I, unfortunately, have never felt it for myself”. Your heart tugs in your chest when he confesses. It appeared as if love was a subject he never wished to be familiar with. An alien entity.

“It’s a natural need in everyone, this ‘love’ ”, a sad smile appears on his face, “but only a chosen few get the chance to live in it”. He looked up at the dark sky, trailing each of the stars with his green eyes, searching for something.

This didn’t feel right. Your gut was wrenching inside and your chest felt heavy as if burdened with a responsibility. A sudden discourse of hurt was running through your veins as you stared at his face. You have never felt like this before.

“I apologise for the misbehaviour”, your booming voice startles him, “but I feel that if I do not do this now-”, a fire in your eyes, “-I will never get the courage to do again so”, sneaking your hand in his and clasping tight around it, you run off, dragging him with you.

“W-wait, [y/n]-“, his pants and requests are ignored by your ears as you lead him to a place you pray he has never seen before. Ugh I wish I was more into sightseeing, you cursed yourself while pushing yourself through the crowd of the people. Grunts and complains were thrown at you but you didn’t stop.

You treaded up the steps carefully, to not amiss your balance lest both you and luocha shall fall. And even though your palms were sweating because of the warmth between your skins touching, the voice in your head told you if you let go of it now, everything would be ruined.

Finally, you two reached the top of the stairs, your eyes glaring with an intensity at the huge brown doors a few inches in front. Closing your eyes, you prayed he had never seen this door or the place inside before.

You turned to him. His face reddened, lips parted a bit as they released short heavy breaths, and eyes fluttering shut and open.

Looks like he doesn’t run much.

“As much as I would like to give you a training in using those feeble feet of yours at a rapid pace, I shall save that for another day”, you grinned, teeth glittering.

Luocha turned to look at you, still gasping for breath, but with a hint of a smile creeping up on his face.

You freed his hands from your gasp and signed to the door in front. There were no guards assigned at its sides nor was there the magical jade abacus preventing outsiders from entering it.

Luocha blinked in hesitation, turning to you in question but calmed his nerves when he noticed the surety in your eyes. Yes it may be foolish of him to enter a place with not a single soul in sight but just a cloud knight, but then again, mistakes are what makes us human.

He pushed the doors open, stepping in slowly and his breath hitched in his throat. It was a water garden. Small yet ambitious. Newly bloomed pink cherry blossoms on a huge tree, beyond the divided stream, demanded his attention.

He walked down the steps carefully, breathing in the marvellous attempt of the little waterfall beside him. The water playfully flowing in relaxed waves yet the water lilies and lotuses remained undisturbed. The red lanterns hanging on the erratically placed rocks glowed with a red hue helped him to see.

Luocha’s eyes drifted in wonder at the stone path on the water stream and then back at shaped boulder and the broken dragon ring behind the tree. Magnificent. How beautiful….

His hands moved in swift action, picking the bladed sword sheathed under his coat and placing it at your neck when heard a shuffling behind him. Eyes widening in surprise, “I-I am extremely sorry”, he mumbled frantically, “I didn’t mean t-”

A bouquet of flowers appearing out of nowhere in front of his face silenced his cries. He could see your smiling face through the stalks of the freshly born buds, comprising dahlias, lilies and roses. “Its alright”, your eyes finding his, “this was intentional”, you pushed the bunch further in front of him.

The strain in his jaw relaxed, gaze softening and his breath slow. But not a single nerve in his body was calm. They were toppling around. Rushing in panicked motions and confusion as this unknown feeling settled inside him. A sensation he believed he had shut off.

“Thank you….”, Luocha took the bouquet from your hands. Holding them with care and fragility, in fear that a momentary movement will make them disappear.

A sense of pride creeped up in you. Whatever you had done now was a step closer in peeling off that mask of his. It made you feel victorious as the only thing that mattered right now was that shy smile on his lips while his fingers threaded between the flowers, examining the petals closely.

“Well, you can cross one of your wishes off your bucket list”

“Huh?”, he raised his eyebrows.

“You got flowers!”, you chirped, putting your hands behind your back and tangled your fingers in an attempt to hide your nervousness. “Now you can’t say you have never received flowers”.

Luocha stared at you, speechless.

“Next time you visit here”, your head turned to the petals falling from the cherry blossom, the shine of the moon lighting your face up in adoration, ���I pray you shall have someone in your heart”. Orbs glowing with a spark, a smile so blinding it made Luocha’s heart tremble inside.

But he never pulled his eyes away. He couldn’t.

“I don’t think I can reject that plea of yours”, he laughs after what felt like eternity, his voice striking the strings in your heart. “But if my oath allows me-”, he plucked a dahlia from within the bunch, handing it to you, “I give you my promise”. You look down at your palm.

Dahlia symbolised eternal love.

Exhaling a soft sigh, you clenched the dahlia within your palms, with love. Your head jerked back, a tender gaze tracing his face slowly.

Pulling yourself back, you mumbled quickly, “Well then, i’ll be looking forward to it” before turning on your heel and running away from Luocha and his words. Legs rushing towards the same path that was followed earlier.

The dark night did a poor job of hiding your blushing face, I am so in trouble.

And as if the moon was a secret accomplice, Luocha’s expression was vividly burned inside your mind.

The face of a young boy who had fallen in love for the first time.

[the-tmnt-ficfinder]

What is your favorite fic that you have read so far?

Also do you have any suggestions for writing angst / anything in general?

Have you written a fic before?

Sorry for multiple questions.

Ooh these are all good questions!! This one might be a bit of a long answer lol.

Oh goodness, I've read a lot of fics... This one is a hard one...

Well, I answered an ask a few months ago, when someone asked me my favorite fanfics, if you'd like to look at it ^^ and to actually answer your question, um... Well, my favorite fanfic changes monthly, as I am reading so many fics currently!! So, for now, I'll give you my top three!

The Day The World Broke by @saladmix Its Not Abuse if They're Family by @sketchiefoxie So, I guess…we all have issues by Author Unknown

Becasue I have so many fics to read, I'm sure those will change soon enough. Ask me again in a month, and my answer will be different! ^^

Ok, to answer your second question, when writing, practice makes perfect. Pay really close attention to the past and present tense, and keep them from getting mixed up. You can't be using "is", and then "was", if you know what I mean. Often while I write, I'll listen to it, like in audio book format. Our minds are really good at telling us what good grammar is supposed to sound like, and surprisingly bad at reading it. If you listen to what you write, you'll be able to pick out typos mistakes, and even identity your writing style!!

Now, as for suggestions for writing angst, I'd say pay really close attention to the angst you see in other fanfics. How is pain described? How is emotional damage described? You'd be surprised to find a lot of those descriptions, (such as pain so intense it feels cold, or emotions so heavy, you fall to the floor) are actually correct. I find a lot of fanfic writers, when it comes to pain, and emotional pain, write from a place they've been before. Meaning personal experience.

Now, it sorta sucks, but nothing really cuts it like personal experience. So, if you've ever gone through anything traumatic, physical, or emotional, use that and write with that energy. It'll translate into true passionate writing!!

Also, yes, I have written fanfics before!! Multiple in fact!! I used to be a part of the Undertale UTMV fandom, so I've got multiple oneshots written from then. I'm also currently in the process of writing multiple tmnt fanfics ^^ I absolutely adore writing!!

Don't be sorry for sending in multiple questions, thank you for asking them!! <3

[ryuichirou]

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Lots of love for the Tweels today (possibly related to our latest drawing of them and Idia)! And some other asks :3

Anonymous asked:

why is wallace old there? < never watched scott pilgrim

We get to see his older version in one episode of the anime, and I just couldn’t ignore it. I had to draw him 😭

Anonymous asked:

have u every watched bungo stray dogs... i think u might like it

We watched like 2 seasons I think? It was ages ago, so I don’t remember anything. But we did like Akutagawa; we even have some old and ugly Akutagawa sketches somewhere in this blog…

Anonymous asked:

rip idia 😔

Yeah, that poor thing…

Anonymous asked:

jade and floyd give me extreme cuteness aggression 😭😭😭

I’m glad to hear that hehehe <3 Jade and Floyd themselves are such massive cuteness aggressors so they would relate lol

Anonymous asked:

NEED to inject mafioso fish into my bloodstream

Who doesn’t… a lot of people, probably, that sounds dangerous!

Anonymous asked:

you characterize (the tweels) a lot more sadistic than other people do (i like it!!!!)... im curious how you think they'd react to being petted on :)

Thank you so much! Yeah, we always loved giving characters a bit of a darker twist to their personalities, but honestly with the Tweels it’s way too natural and pretty much canon in a lot of ways lol We really really love this about them. When it comes to cruel, unfair, messed up and freaky scenarios, they’re the perfect fit. I’m glad you like it!

To answer your question, well these two are unpredictable, but in general I feel like they don’t like being touched. Or rather, they would prefer to be the ones who’s petting, because they’re annoying like that lol But who knows, sometimes they might even demand petting.

(did I understand your question right? If not, I apologise)

kitsunegdx asked:

Hi hello hi this may sound like a dumb question but what is the story behind the Friday the 13th image of Azul n Idia :3? I am obsessed with the composition and was curious if there was a story

Hi! <3 It’s not dumb at all.

I explained it in this reply! Long story short, there isn’t much of a story, but…

furubatsu asked:

In between sending that ask about the Trey Vignette and you answering, I managed to go back and find it. I play the US version of the game so IDK if it's different in the Japanese version. It's the R School Unifrom Vignette "Open your mouths".

It starts with Ace and Deuce (I can't believe Ace was part of this and I didn't remember. RIP I him guess) brushing their teeth before lights out, Ace is done but Deuce reminds him of some insane rule like "You gotta brush twice on tuesdays" or something and Ace laughs it off, not like Riddle will know except Trey is there and tells them he won't tell Riddle if they do it right and does the mouth inspection. Deuce just gives a confued "Um??" while Ace calls him out like "That is NOT in the rulebook", it causes Trey to realise he's letting his Weirdness(tm) show and he explains that his siblings are young enough that playfully making sure they brushed properly is normal and he just kinda did it on instinct. Though Trey does offer to "help" the boys brush their teeth after that, it then ends with Trey "accidentally" doing another oral inspection on the boys and this time the noises/reactions they have doe imply he did something to their mouths ("Awough?!" reads more like the noise of something being put in your moth than a simple "Um" at least) so....

Thanks for the recap and for bringing this whole thing up! We watched the vignette, and oh god…

The more I look at Trey, the more “a psycho pervert who learned how to pretend to be a normal human being” sounds like something that could describe him lol Some people (like Ace or Vil) keep sensing that there is something sus about him, some people (like Rook or Idia) know for the fact that there is something wrong about him, and some people just think that he is a swell fellow that’s always very supportive and caring and wouldn’t do anything weird (like Deuce and Riddle) and I absolutely love it lol

The fact that Trey just kept going “oops sorry it’s a habit”, like is this that much of an automatic thing to you??

Mister Clover, don’t put your fingers in their mouths… alright, you can keep it in Deuce’s.

[bebepac]

The Galentine’s Day Queens

First off thank you @peonierose for sending me a Valentine’s Day pic, that got this idea rolling. I was planning to write on one of the gaggle of series I should be trying to finish but up popped this little one shot.  This really wouldn’t have happened if you haven’t sent that ask to me, so thank you. :)

It crosses TRR x Open Heart  as it features Casey Valentine as a friend to Riley Brooks the TRR Character. 

I used the quote from @choicesflashfics prompt 2: I thought that if I acted like it didn’t matter, than it wouldn’t.”  which will appear in bold.  

This also can be a submission for @choices-february2023​ prompt for Day 13 Galentine’s Day. 

The Book:  TRR x Open Heart Pairings:  None:  All characters are single Word Count: 997 Warnings and Ratings: None:  minus the curse words in the mood board.  LOL Summary:  Daniel takes Riley and their friends on a special night on the town as Galentines.

Original Post: 02/13/23 at 3:01PM EST.

“I thought that if I acted like it didn’t matter that it wouldn’t.” 

“Of course it matters, Von left.  He left the both of us high and dry.  Well not exactly dry, we’ve been covering his portion of the rent for months.”

“I didn’t think he’d really leave, or was serious, I mean just going to California without a plan? He has no money, no job, no place to live?”

“I know.”  

“I need more stability in my life than what he attempted to provide, if you can even call it that.  Things weren’t great between us for quite some time.”  

“It’s true.”  

Riley wiped away the tears from her eyes and took a long sip from her drink.

“I don’t even know why I’m crying right now.”  

“It’s because it’s the end of your romantic relationship with him.  But it’s also the beginning of whatever else is out there for you, and something great is out there for you. Hell for all of us.  But we won’t find it sitting inside this apartment, eating chips and queso all night.”    

Riley leaned in and rested her weight on Daniel; he always had a way of making her feel better.  

“Get dressed.”  

“What? I thought we were staying in tonight?”  

“Um what?  Not on Galentine’s Day, we’ve got reservations.  Put on something nice, and I’m talking top shelf nice. The girls are meeting us there.”  

“Who all is going?”  

“You’ll see when we get there.”  

Riley pulled out the outfit in the back of her closet that she had found at a small shop that  because of a small tear in the fabric, they were selling at a steal.  She had decided to fix it, and it was clearly a smart idea.  A dress that would have cost thousands, she got for a hundred, and now she was wearing it looking like a million dollars.

It’s a pity, she didn’t meet Him that night.  But we all know a woman that “looks like a million dollars” wasn't the thing that would get His attention.  He was looking for more.

“Is it too much Daniel?”

Daniel himself was wearing a very nice fitted suit.  

“Wow, you look handsome!”

“And you’re beautiful, and we look perfect for where we’re going tonight. Our rideshare will be here in ten.”  

On the ride over he watched Riley.  For the first time in a few weeks after Von had left, she looked excited.

“Just so you know, I’ve been saving for this night for a while.  I’ve put in the reservations almost six months ago.  You’re not paying a dime.  We won’t let you.  It’s something special for you, because of the person you are and you’re always looking out and caring for everyone else, but yourself.”

“Daniel….”

“It’s true.”  

“This already sounds like too much.”

“Think of it as a belated birthday, friendsgiving, and just because, all combined into one.”

They pulled to a stop, stepping out of the vehicle she gasped, slapping Daniel on the arm, causing him to feign pain but he laughed out loud.

“We’re eating at the Manhatta!!!”  

“Hell yes we are!”  Mia screamed, giving Riley a hug.

“You know we’re going to totally have to act like we’re part of the upper crust for the evening right?”  Casey chuckled.

“Whilst getting out of our rideshare that the hubcaps don’t even match.”  

“Hey now, at least we all had ‘drivers’ for the evening.”  Riley joined in the joking around.

“Exactly, now ladies shall we go?”  

Linked arm in arm they walked inside.  

Daniel, as if he wasn’t already  a gentleman, started by pulling out all the chairs for the ladies in his company.  

Once menus and first wine samples were passed out, Casey glanced around the restaurant. It  was quite the scene, couples as far as the eye could see, and then them.  

“I feel like people keep looking at us.”

“Do you blame them? Whereas most of these men here only have one beautiful woman to gaze upon, I have three lovely ladies here for my optical delight.  Girl, they’re just jealous, and trying to figure us out what’s going on over here. But you know, as the saying goes, there are three places you can stay for free?”

“In your own lane!”  Riley giggled.

“Over there,” Mia chimed in.

“And out of my business.” Casey finished up.

“Okayyyyy!!!!”  

Dinner was the most amazing appetizers and dishes they had ever tasted, and everyone cleaned their plates.  

Before dessert was delivered, four boxes were given to  Daniel to which he smiled and glanced around the table at his friends.

He gently clinked his glass, to silence the others at the table.

“We had all decided months ago that we would come out tonight and celebrate our wonderful friend  Riley, who is always there for us,  and is always willing to lend an ear or a shoulder to cry on if we need it, or a swift kick in the pants  and give us tough love.  We all know you’ve been a little down lately, and want you to know we’re here for you and appreciate you, for all that you are and who you are as a person.  You can take this however you want to take this because in every sense of the words, it is true.  You will find what you’re looking for, but more importantly, it will be more than just that, it will be exactly what you need.”  

Riley’s eyes glistened with tears.

“Thank you, Daniel.”  

“We all will. It’s what we deserve.” Riley pulled her friends into a group hug. 

“But until then….”  Daniel placed a box in front of each person at the table.  “We’re The Galentine’s Day Queens. Put on your crowns.”

Each person put on their crown.

“I don’t know about you ladies, but I feel like dancing the night away.”  

That’s exactly what The Galentine’s Day Queens did.

Daniel was also right about his declaration as six months later, Riley ran into Liam Rys, ACTUALLY, on the streets of New York City, and her life was forever changed.

[ahogedetective]

While it did take a bit of convincing, he did get the guardians to allow Shuichi into the tower properly in order to take a look around and so that Morty could show him one of his favorite places in the city. It probably helped that his family had aided them in caring for this place for generations, but he was happy that he got to explore this place with a friend like he had when he was younger with Eusine.

"A shame that we're unlikley to be able to have an audience with the legendary pokemon here, though merely visiting this part o the tower is rather rare for those who don't meet the requirements." What those were simple, really: a feather from the legendary pokemon, a clear bell, and a pure heart. Though, simple as it was, one of those were far easier to get than the other two.

"You already heard about the legends regarding Ho-Oh, right?" Morty was more than happy to explain it to him if he hadn't. Being able to talk about the legends of his home was one of his favorite things to do, and it made him feel honored to be able to.

(From @haunted-memorial, might send something else later for his DR verse, lol)

@haunted-memorial !!!

To say he was excited was practically an understatement, with how giddy Shuichi looked when the guards allowed Morty to take him inside of the bell tower. Never did he think he would have a chance to be able to do so... it was a special privilege that he was never going to forget.

"I-It's fine!! Even if we don't see Ho-oh, I'm honored enough as is to even be able to venture inside here: thank you very much! Yes, I don't think I ever would have had the chance to enter here, otherwise.. the inside truly looks so amazing...." It certainly would be the dream to somehow obtain such rare items, if already having, what he hopes at least, is a pure heart to Ho-oh's standards, and to actually be able to meet the legendary bird, itself... But even if that's something that probably would not happen for many years down the line, if ever: he was content enough just seeing the inside of the tower. The air alone felt mystical...

"U-Um, only some of the more well known tales about it that I've read in some of my studies. Like how more than a century ago, there used to be a second tower to the west, but a lighting bolt struck it, and Ho-oh fled... and that three Pokemon perished in that tower. Though that was quite a long while ago since I've read about it, and there is still not a lot about the towers in Ho-oh in general that I know about, but I've always been intrigued to learn more. Could you tell me more about them, if that's okay? The legends regarding it, that is... I'm sure you would be able to tell me a lot more, than what I may find in more books."

[eyeslikewatercoolers]

WIP Wednesday- Wedding Planner AU

Edit (6/27/23): This is the WIP for the old (and deleted) version of Something Borrowed. The new version will be posted very soon ☺️ I’m keeping this WIP in particular up until further notice

The full Part 3 is coming soon! Here's a sneak peek of Something Borrowed. Also thank you to @themetaluna for helping me figure out how to format a one-sided phone call lol.

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"Wait, so you really know a lot about martial arts? That is so cool!"

"Yeah, I competed in taekwondo until I was almost sixteen years old, I loved it so much."

Sasha was sitting at a small table across from Anetra, in the small community room of the church Anetra's family had attended before she was born. The church was a few miles outside of Las Vegas, sitting on a few acres of private church property. Sasha flew out to Las Vegas for a couple days to see the wedding venue and find local vendors for the ceremony. It was also a good excuse for Sasha to spend time with Anetra, but that's beside the point.

Sasha and Anetra have been trying wedding cake samples from a local baker that Sasha met at a wedding expo a year ago. She could have sworn that the owner of Poppy's Bakery told her that she plans to close the business soon, but the store was up and running that morning when Sasha picked up the samples. Anetra showed Sasha around the church and introduced her to the leader of the church as well, who would be officiating the wedding. Sasha usually wouldn't spend a whole afternoon of cake sampling and touring a church for a client, but since the wedding was in three short weeks, but they were all in a time crunch.

"So why did you stop competing? You must have been really talented in taekwondo." Sasha felt so invested in learning more about Anetra's life, especially since it was just the two of them that day.

"Well, my mom said that it wasn't really a lady-like activity for me and-" Anetra was cut off by her cell phone ringing, and looked at who the caller was. Sasha noticed that Anetra's eyes slightly fell once she read the contact's name, "Oh, it's my fiancee, excuse me while I take this," Anetra answered the call and got out of her chair to step into the hallway. Sasha nodded and slipped out her own phone, sending a quick text message to Malaysia to ask how the CCC was doing while she was out of town. She tried to not eavesdrop on Anetra's phone call, but since the church was so empty in the middle of the week, it was really hard not to, especially since it caught her attention. Sasha listened to Anetra's voice in the hallway, with pauses in between for her fiance to speak.

"-said that we only needed to do it that once...Yes, I do want to be a good wife for you, but-... Yes, I know that, but I'm with Sasha right now at the church...Our wedding planner, Sasha?... Okay, but what if your wife comes home early?"

Sasha heard a long pause from Anetra, almost thinking that the phone call ended until her voice was heard again, but this time lowered. "It's not going to hurt again this time, right?... Okay, I'll tell my mom I'm babysitting or something. I'll be over later, do you want me to come in through the backyard again? Okay, love you too, bye."

Sasha quickly busied herself with pretend-scrolling through Instagram when Anetra came back in the room. She watched Anetra from above her phone screen as she stood behind the chair she was once sitting in before the phone call. Sasha slipped her phone back into her purse as Anetra began to speak in a slightly nervous tone, "Um, I think I've tried enough of the cakes for today. My fiancee wanted me to go over to his house to help him with, uh, the church fundraiser. With his first wife, obviously." Anetra rambled on, avoiding eye contact and tapping her fingers on the back of the chair.

Sasha stood up from her seat and took a step towards Anetra. "Are you sure? You haven't even picked a favorite flavor." She tilted her head as she pointed out the obvious, but also trying not to scare the bride off so quick.

"Oh, um, I like the lemon cake with the raspberry filling. I think that one would be good for the wedding." Anetra helped closed the lid of the box with the remainder of the samples and quickly cleared off the table of the disposable plates and forks.

Sasha watched her buzz around the room before she stepped over to Anetra by the trash can. "Okay, if you say so. How about we walk together to the parking lot? I can give you a ride in my rental car if you want." Sasha offered and reached out to put a gentle hand on Anetra's forearm. She felt tense under Sasha's touch, as she glanced to where her hand lay.

"Actually, wait. There's somewhere I want to show you first." Anetra moved Sasha's hand from her arm and began to leave the room and into the empty hallway. "It's my favorite part of the church, but I need to make a quick detour first."

[lostgirlmuseum]

cadence my beloved

howdy howdy!!

how are you?

how’s school?

anything interesting going on lately?

(kisses your head and hands you shiny objects)

💕💕💕hope you’re doing well💕💕💕

River my beloved!!! Thank you for reaching out 🥺 I am doing okay, I've just been somewhat busy and haven't found the energy to do much on tumblr. And like I've considered posting about life here but I know thats not what ppl follow me for and i dont want to annoy anyone lol

School is okay, I don't have too much work going on rn which is nice! Mostly what's been keeping me busy and my mind occupied is boys (half affectionate half derogatory) lmao

Long story short(ish. I can't for the life of me tell short stories, I blame the A.D.D.) there was this guy that asked me out on a couple dates a while ago and he was super sweet but I just wasn't really feeling it and I accidentally ghosted him for nearly a week bc I was so stressed about seeing him again (I didn't really want to but I know my therapist wanted me to try this)(side note, she's great, i love her).

Anywho, one day last week I was simply sitting outside in a grassy area on campus doing hw w/ a friend when a guy came up to me asking if I had seen a girl w/ a ferret (Thats a story for another time lol) and i was like "yes I have! But shes gone already :(" and he was like "do you have any photos" and i was like "yes i do!" so i gave him my # to send him the photos... and then he started texting me lol. and I thought he was cute and I hung out with him last monday and we saw Madame Web yesterday

(it was... um.. certainly a movie. It movied. It was fun but it was not good lol) and then we had lunch today and idk if my social battery plummeted or if I just got in my own head but suddenly I wasn't feeling it and now I am def in my own head.

Im not giving up tho i think I just need to recharge. I hope. I hope I'm not hopeless. I'm scared. Part of me is like I should text him too make sure he's not worried that I don't like him bc I dont want him to stress but another part of me is like DO NOT CONTACT ME FOR 2-3 BUSINESS DAYS I NEED TO THINK. AND MORE IMPORTANTLY NOT THINK.

On a different note, a couple hours ago I finally found the motivation to write which hasn't happened in a bit! I wrote the first scene of Honey pt. 2, yay!

Ok, enough rambling, how are you?? How is your life, anything interesting/new going on? And thank you for the head kisses and shiny objects, I'm sending them back tenfold. 💕💕💕

[thatseventiesbitch]

I don't know if you're still taking fic requests, but in one of your recent posts about Jay and Leia's parallels with Donna and Eric, you said that you pictured Eric finding Jay in Leia's bed one morning, like when Bob found him in Donna's room. Thanks to that, I need you to write something like that, lol 😭, only if you want of course!! 

ty 🙌🏻

Thank you anon! If you have a request or ask, send it to me here!

"Hey, Leia. I need to hear you up and moving in there."

Eric knocked sharply on his old bedroom door. Now it was Leia's bedroom when she stayed overnight at her grandparents house - something that could be rather surreal to Eric. Unfortunately Leia loved to sleep late, just like he did when he was a teenager. But this morning they had to leave by 8 o'clock sharp to get ahead of traffic getting back into the city. Donna had a meeting with her publisher in a few hours that she couldn't miss.

He put his ear to the bedroom door, listening for sounds of his daughter getting out of bed. He didn't hear anything, though, so he knocked again as he opened the door.

"Leia, hey, you need to wak- WHOA!" Eric exclaimed, stopping dead in his tracks as he realized there were two brown heads on the pillow, not just one.

"Dad?" Leia moaned sleepily. She was sitting up, and rubbed her eyes blearily. She seemed to quickly take in her surroundings, including her half naked boyfriend next to her, and she hastily straightened her tank top. "Shit," she mumbled.

"What are you doing?" Eric squeaked. He sounded angry but nervous at the same time, and partially covered his eyes with his hands.

"Um. Sir - " Jay began. He'd sat up and was searching for his shirt.

"Don't try to 'Sir' me. Not while you're in bed with my daughter," Eric glared at him.

"Right. Sorry, uh," Jay seemed to hesitate, struggling with what to call him instead. "Mr. Forman," he tried again, but Eric cut him off again, agitated.

"Leia. What the hell is going on here?"

"We were sleeping, Dad. Chill out."

"Oh, do not tell me to chill out right now young lady," Eric said, his voice rising. "That's right, you are still a young lady but you're making some very adult choices right now and I - "

"What the hell is going on in here?"

Donna had arrived, her arms crossed. "Eric?" she asked. Then her eyes widened with surprise as she stepped further into the room. "Jay?" She quickly fixed her gaze on Leia, her eyes narrowed. "Leia," she said sternly.

"We were sleeping, Mom - "

"Leia," Donna stood directly in front of her daughter now, and braced her hands on her shoulders. "Don't lie to me," she raised her eyebrows, imploring. "I was a teenager too, you know. Not that long ago. I know what 'we were sleeping' means."

But Leia stood her ground. She kept her gaze locked with Donna and her tone even. "Mom. I mean it, we were only sleeping." She blushed, and cast her eyes downward for just a moment. "We were cuddling. I just like it when he holds me."

"Oh," Donna seemed surprised, and then touched by her daughter's sentiments.

Eric, though, was unaffected by her words. "Uh uh. No. Absolutely no unsupervised cuddling in this house." He crossed his arms. "You know the rules, Leia. No boys in your bedroom. And no overnight guests without permission." He frowned at her, disappointed. "You snuck him in."

"Your dad's right," Donna chimed in. "You broke the rules, Leia. We're going to have a conversation about this later and there will be consequences." She nodded at Jay, who had finally found his shirt and slipped it back on. "Jay, you need to leave."

He gave Leia a long, meaningful look.

“Later, girl.”

“Out,” Eric snarled, pointing firmly at the door.

"And Leia, you need to pack and get ready. We're pulling out of here in twenty minutes,” her mom reminded her. Leia nodded miserably.

Eric and Donna stepped back out in the hallway behind Jay, and closed Leia's bedroom door behind them. As soon as they were out of earshot of both teens, Donna started to giggle.

"What?" Eric sighed.

"It's - it's just - like that Alanis Morissette song," she continued to giggle. "'Isn't it ironic? Don't you think?'"

"Okay - "

"Eric you know you used to sneak me in your room all the time in high school! And we did a lot more than cuddle, didn't we?" she raised her eyebrow at him. He couldn't help but smirk. It quickly evaporated, though.

"That was different," he scowled.

"Different how?" Donna rolled her eyes.

"Because it was - it was us," he sputtered. "And she's too young for - "

"Eric, she's seventeen now," Donna said gently. She rubbed his back. "She's - you know. Doing what seventeen year olds do." She brightened. "But if it helps, I think she really likes Jay." She paused. "I thinks she loves him."

Eric sighed. "No, Donna, that doesn't help. You know why? Because he's a Kelso. And he better not do what all Kelsos do, and break my baby girl's heart."

[pettyshippen]

This Unhinged Watching of Libertys Kids and Making Comments While High Was Made Possible by Viewers Like You.

Thank you.

Postmaster General Franklin

Alright time for season two or what would be season two if this show was made for grown ups.

I know it’s a low budget kids show and all, but they couldn’t have even tried with Sarahs dress? At least make it look like she’s wearing panniers at least.

Oh yes wait a minute Mr. Postman.

Her parents are a hot couple. They’ll be even hotter when they reunite and she sees his beard for the first time.

Henri it’s not that hard to jump from a crate!

Ooooooooh a letter!

La Volpe!

Sir can’t you see the no parking sign.

Hodges is kind of fine

*guitar strings humming* Secret code

James you are too gullible I swear to fuc

AOL isn’t working James where’s my mail

YOU GOT MAIL

They’re picking at those letters like vultures

“Someone opened my nudes I was sending to my mistress!”

The British own AOL

King George going through all the mail to read all the hot gossip firsthand.

“If our colonial army possessed an ounce of your pluck, we’d have nothing to fear.”

Another road trip

“James you missed the exit miles ago”

Wow James that was a smooth lie

James you left the mail where

All this to send a damn message. Just get some fucking Harry Potter owls in this bitch.

Yeah he just grabbed her hand

Um, we work for Franklin bitch

Aw Sarah, that was a great compliment

They had mail horses omg. They need ups logos or sum on the side

Damn Ben F you a straight up g.

“I accept because I know it will piss off King George lol” 😝

Common Sense

Oh here we go. Another episode to enlighten Sarah.

Also, I feel like Sarah and Tom Paine would debate their differences and drink ale at the same time.

Tom Paine said fuck the rich I love him

I have no patience for patience— Honestly, my profile page quote.

I’M FRENCH

“FUCK KING GEORGE M’LADY”

Oh she’s insulted

To make a bowl of soup fly like that, his bones would need to be made out of steel.

Tom is a bleeding heart liberal

Moses is so unphased by Paines abrupt departure

Sarah’s a real boss businesswoman

Paine is me when I’ve had too much tequila

“WHO ARE YOU CALLIN A PUDDIN’ HEAD?” 😭🤣😂

James why. There’s nothing realistic about this at all. Ya’ll ain’t Mystery Inc.

Why did no one go to Bens shop first? Ain’t he the most popular guy?

“That’s good journalism.” He’s done with her.

Is that Sarah’s dress shop. She buys her dresses from that tailor.

Henry why are you chasing cats

That has to be one weak ass crate to cave in to the weight of a nine year old boy.

Sarah the fuck kind of complement is that.

Henris running a hustle. Huslin’ Henri

This is why being a woman is terrifying

He waited that long to go help her tf?

“You’re a woman Sarah. You’re not as free as you think you are.”

Common people don’t need kings

“We have night at home!”

Sarah knows Paines opposing views don’t make him deserving of being tarred and feathered and you do see she has empathy for him

Tom doesn’t give a fuck

Ok kids, pass these around to your neighbors and read them amongst your table mates.

Henris like “Damn he donating all of it?”

Rights of all men, and we mean only men. Fuck the rest of ya.

The Turtle

YOU GUYS THIS IS IT. THIS IS THE EPISODE.

What do the sailors call General Howe!?

They really said lets go fuckin hard on the theme song

Do ya’ll think James and Henri have practiced mock British accents to annoy Sarah

Cookies and milk. A classic.

Oy it be a drunkin sailor

James we are not Mystery Inc

James are you suggesting that said sea monster wants to eat Sarah

“That’s more that I can swallow.” TMI SARAH

“We are journalists sir”

Henri Le Feva! Sounds like a Latin music star.

“I counted 900 holes” God damn it this is the most perverted episode ever

“We are going to blow up the redcoats m’lady.”

“Soldiers understand war m’lady.”

“James get out of the tank!” “You’re not my wife!” “I am your wife, get out of the tank!” “I’m in a tank and you’re not!”

Henri is more honest than James. It’s so wrong he’s keeping that info from her.

It’s time.

OH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

GIVE US BLACK DICK AND WE FEAR NOTHING

That’s a nice ship. Be a shame if someone set it on fire.

This soldier looks like he’s in fucking preschool

“We were phishing sir”

“Is there anyone the boss doesn’t know!?”

Phishing for facts

Well James you fucked up

Make friends with the press

Imagine Sarah stood up on the boat during her outburst and they all fell in the water

Time to dramatically sulk in my colonial dress.

“I’m sorry you feel that way.” Uhhh gaslight much!?

She looks like she’s watching a battle from a castle in 11th century England.

Gonna poke some holes in your ship nbd

When you have a hard time controlling your character in the underwater levels.

Sarah how are you so compassionate like that after what they did.

“Nothing would change my loyalty to my friends.” That could be romantic if it pertained to just James.

The First Fourth of July

Ah yes, the origin story of why these apes called Americans are so obsessed with blowing shit up.

I need more posters for this show

Hessians are here

Imagine if England did win though

George why so sexy

Oh fuck the Brits invited Germany!?

Why is James alone with George Washington

Henri you dumbass

The Hessians are here ✨

Henri like a lil papillon barking

DR FRANKLIN DR FRANKLIN DR FRANKLIN

“I shan’t let you out of my sight!” Sarah to James and then later their children

Looking into a congress meeting will never be this easy again.

“I’m a journalist” “Yay for you”

Words have great power, especially if your girl wants you to propose properly.

Larry Daley was Thomas Jefferson before Night of the Museum.

NATM: Revolution Edition

Sarah you cunning beast

“Especially when defying a king.” Damn.

ORDA

James he’s a man of God, we’re stopping.

Sarah’s definitely a church girl but thankfully not an annoying church girl.

James go to Delaware so we can get this guy to vote

Bro don’t fall off your horse please

Get this man some oxygen

It’s only July 2nd

Johns got this 4th of July shit figured out

And now it’s July 9th

InDePeNdEnCe!

These men going apeshit now

They raving. Got that crab rave energy.

[youandtom2]

So I'm the one who made that cocky Tom request a year ago, and I definitely thought you weren't doing it lol. So it was a nice surprise to see it pop up, and um... Wow. That is my favorite kind of smut (a first encounter scenario with the guy being super cocky), and I've read some really good ones, but this might be the best of the best. That was so insanely hot. The way you set it all up was clever, and it made the scenario feel more realistic and less silly (which is hard to do). And then the descriptions of the actions during the smut just brought me there. I was gonna combust when he brought her hand to his abs. You also have a very smooth writing flow, able to mix in some less common vocabulary and phrasing without ever sounding clunky. Amazing work. Thank you so much for writing this!

Hi! First of all thanks for sending that request, I rlly did love it (sorry for making you wait so long 😅😅) and second of all, you have no idea how GLAD I am that you like it. This is the kind of reassurance I needed because sometimes when I’ve been working on a piece for a while I start to kinda lose sight of it almost?? It’s like writers dysmorphia - I read it and I’m like this is shit. I guess that’s why it took so long to finish it. Anyway, reading this lil insightful comment just gave me that little boost that I needed. So thank you!!!!

[mlobsters]

supernatural s11e18 hell's angel (w. brad buckner, eugenie ross-leming)

the one true sibling communication method, just holler

honestly don't remember what amara needs healing from (don't even know if we know), what rowena is doing (and ditto if we know). i was just thinking how they managed to stretch out this like... 5 episode arc over an entire season (i presume) but basically just ignoring it a good chunk of the time (i'm not complaining about the monster of the week episodes we got that i genuinely enjoyed, by any means). i get that they need some big bad plotline to hook it all together but eh

lol right, rowena "died" i forgot about that. i need those damned pre-episode recaps

ROWENA All in good time. Right now, you're still weak from that pesky angel smiting.

oh right. that seems like so long ago. thanks for the reminder, rowena

sam is very tickled about crowley being kept in the kennel

think i prefer misha playing lucifer than cas at this point, but i think that's mostly on the way they write cas. but it looks like he's having fun with lucifer. (but i saw my pal pellegrino in the credits which i'm happy to see)

zoned out for a second as i'm wont to do in heavenly politics scenes and i refocus and what in the world is he doing on this angel's lap

DEAN After we exorcise Lucifer out of Cas and put him into a new vessel. SAM What? Really? DEAN Yes, really. We're not gonna send Lucifer into battle inside Cas. What if he doesn't make it? SAM Dean, it's a strong vessel. It's held Cas for years, and we know what he's been through. I'm guessing it can hold Lucifer. DEAN "It"? It's not an "it," Sam. It's Cas. SAM And Cas wanted to do this.

DEAN Yeah, well, there's times I want to get slapped during sex by a girl wearing a Zorro mask. That don't make it a good idea.

crowley is intrigued. i was waving my arms around like a distressed sim that doesn't like something. too much information for me, dean-o; but i would argue the point that it's in fact a fine idea. i'm sure someone is available that would be happy to make your dreams come true

SAM Dean, this is exactly how we screw ourselves. W-We make the... the heart choice instead of the smart choice. DEAN Oh, okay. Thank you, Dr. Phil. Cas is family. SAM Yes, and his choice deserves to be respected. DEAN Even if it kills him?

maybe i'm projecting but i just don't buy sam making this argument? unless he's freaked out for some other lucifer-related-reason, or looking for a reason to put cas's vessel/whatever in harm's way. if we're goin with the premise that cas is family and he's got the blanket forgiveness for letting lucifer out, then why is sam arguing so hard against getting him out of harm's way asap? i think framing it like it's about cas's agency... does not ring true to me. like yes sure based on sam's history of losing agency, he will be staunch defender of other people's choices - but i'm not getting that from this

her makeup is beautiful, the lighting is really picking up all the fine glitter in her eyeshadow. lovely

so what are we trying to do here, get lucifer out of cas and back in the cage? losing the plot

i did not anticipate crowley smoking out to hop into cas's vessel, is there just no limit to how many angels and/or demons you can stuff in there?

CROWLEY He's really got his hooks in you. Snap out of it. Do you know what's happening out there? The Winchesters have trapped the abomination so that you can expel him so that they can put him back in the Cage... CASTIEL Well, that doesn't sound like a very good idea.

his frustrated flailing made me laugh enough to make a gif

CASTIEL Wait. That was Dean I saw a minute ago, wasn't it? CROWLEY Yes. CASTIEL And he wants me to expel Lucifer? CROWLEY Yes! CASTIEL [laughing] Well... he may have a more objective view of the situation. Maybe I should.

cas appears to be zooted out of his mind

SAM Listen, um... I know I came down on the side of wanting Cas to deal with Amara, so... DEAN Well, that's what he wanted, though, right? Besides, didn't we say that we were gonna swear off getting in the way when one person makes a choice the other doesn't agree with? SAM Yeah, um... Yeah, we did say that. DEAN So... SAM Okay. So, that's our policy. DEAN Which sounds damn good. Well, let's go find that idiot and bring him home.

okie dokie pokie. i'm still not buying what they're selling but even i can't resist the emotional power of "bring him home" from dean.

i dunno where they're going with all this but it's a struggle for me to stay with the mainplot shenanigans. also i'm very tired

[tammyjackson50-blog]

Someday love will find you 2|E.M

(gif is not mine!).

//includes: break up, maybe there will be a good ending.

(gif is not mine!)

Previous part &lt;- - next part ->

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How did people used to do it back then? been in a long-distance relationship? Dating with a rock star or a singer, someone in a band that is not always at home and you can barely talk with them?

While I couldn't even stay in a relationship with my ex-boyfriend in our time... it's freaking 2023 now... it has been four years since I last saw him face to face.... The thing is.. I can't even forget him, because how can you forget someone that you see on TV, hear on the radio on the bus, see on social media where not... But that's fine, I'm glad that he got even more successful.

I moved on with my life, I have my career that I have been studying for, and so has he.

Phone rings

- " Y/n? Are you with Austin? "

" No, why? "

- " Have you heard about Corroded Coffin coming to town? "

" What? Really? "

- " I'll send you the article, um.. will you.. buy a ticket? "

Sigh " Lia, I don't think so "

- " Come on, Y/n, just to hear their songs, nothing else "

" And what if he sees me ? I don't think that I'm ready for this, and what about Austin, did you forget? "

- " Are you sure ? "

" Lia, if you want to go, go, I'm not going to be mad or something. He's from the past. "

- " Okay.... tell me if you change your mind "

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My best friend Lia is trying hard not to bring up Eddie everytime she sees anything related to him,But she doesn't always think about that because she liked us when we were together.

That day.. when I told her that we broke up, she cried... haha, I know. She is the sweetest, but when I told her that he wanted to propose me, she wanted to kill me, yeah, pretty normal.

Few days later:

Article:

" Breaking news: Eddie Munson of the famous band Corroded Coffin shared with his fans a song that he had been listening to a lot lately, and the reason behind it surprised the fans! "

On the phone with Lia

- " You have to watch it, Y/n! The concert is in few days and I- "

" Okay, okay, relax, they love making things sound dramatic in those articles, gosh.. "

- " Oh, believe me , you will be shocked as well "

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Interviewer : Eddie, now it's your turn to tell us about the last song you listened to.

He looks so good..

Eddie: All right, so the last song that I have heard is Glimpse of us by Joji .

Interviewer: Oh wow, that is a pretty sad song, isn't it?

Eddie: Yeah, kind of.

Interviewer: Is there any particular reason that you listen to this song, or are you just like it?

Eddie: You are really trying to get me to say something interesting, huh? Haha, well.. I won't get into details, but I really miss someone, and this song pretty much sums up how I feel.

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" Okay, Lia, what do I need to see here? "

- " Why did you stop the video??? "

" Did you want me to hear that he misses his model ex? "

- " No, I didn't, he wasn't even talking about her. and wait I thought that you are not interested in his life...hm..sus "

" Well..I… god, do me a favor, I found this out a while ago from someone on Instagram okay? "

- " pfff Fine, just keep watching please "

" Okay, girly jeez."

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Interviewer : And can you tell us how you feel? * is he for real , he just said that he doesn't want to go into details... *

Eddie: eh well.. I guess that you guys know that me and Larissa are not together anymore. We have our reasons for that, and.. things weren't going well. shit I feel like I've talked too much.... haha...

Interviewer: it's okay, you don't need to go into details, * oh really thank you * but you are right, it's a beautiful song , and I'm sure that our viewers at home agree. he giggles And yes, I think that it's it for today, thank you boys for coming-

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......

" Okay...? "

- " Y/n , go to the comments "

Scrolling down....

" AYY I have the same shirt that Eddie is wearing "

" 7:22 LOL Gareth "

" 16:26 I wonder what he meant "

" 15:43 Isn't it a song about a break up ? " || replay " I used to listen to this song when I missed my ex "

" Guys, I think that I understood what Eddie meant when he said that this song reflects how he feels. The song is about being in a relationship and still missing your ex, more like seeing your ex in your current lover… " || replay " Oh shit, you might be right. Didn't Eddie have a girlfriend a few years ago? Before he and Larissa started dating ? " || replay " Right!! I believe he used to have photos of her on his Instagram page, but he deleted them.. "

- " Y/n? Are you reading the comments? "

..... I... I don't really know what to say, no, no, that's nonsense. Fans like digging too far into details and creating stories.

" Yeah... "

- " What do you think? do you think they broke up because he still loves you? "

" oh god, Lia don't even say that, and no, I don't think so.. , I think that people are exaggerating "

- " Well... if you ask me - "

" I didn't ask you bae "

- " Too bad, I'll say it anyways, I think that they might be right ".

Day before the concert

Eddies P.O.V

" Yo dude, is this real ? " I looked up from my Nintendo switch. " What is real ? " Jeff showed me a tiktok video, it was me talking in the interview and people that are reacting to what I have said. " Jesus christ , this again? " I sigh " is that a yes or no? " I got up from the couch, not wanting to talk about it. " Running away will not help you man! I'll take that as a yes."

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I made my hair into a bun and tried to hide it under a hat and put on glasses, because a wearing jacket would look suspicious since it's already getting hot.

I went to a park where I used to go to when I wanted to be alone, it feels weird being in town again, I haven't been here since me and...Y/n broke up.. since I walked out of our then apartment.. I wonder how she is doing, is she in a relationship? Well , she probably is. How can this beautiful and smart girl stay single? Does she know that I'm in town?

My thoughts got introrepted by a couple walking.... they don't look so happy-

" come on, just give me one last chance - "

" No Austin ,no, we have talked about it, please - "

oh shit, things are looking bad for them- .... Y/n? Is that really her??? No, there is no way - okay, well, if she is still lives here, it's possible... man I gotta go.

The day of the concert:

- " I swear , If Austin wasn't such a manipulative ex, I guarantee you would come with me. "

" Forget him, we had our last talk yesterday, and we finally agreed that he would move on because he knows that I moved on already... and also, it's kinda late to buy tickets "

- " Yes Y/n, we saw how that worked out the last time. let me remind you, You broke up almost a year ago and he's running after you ."

" Okay, fine, come on just hang up and enjoy the concert. text me about twenty minutes before it ends, okay? "

After a while

I was switching between the TV's channels until I came across MTV. The song that was playing was Glimps of us...HA, what a coincidence. I couldn't stop myself from watching Eddie's interview again. People who commented, genuinely believe that he is referring to me. " UGH " how can they be so sure? but.. what if he is actually talking about me..? then what? does it means that he misses me..? " No , no that's can't be " . I got up from the couch and went to the bathroom to wash my face, I need to chill for a minute because I'm overthinking this whole thing.

-Waiting for Lia outside the concert hall

On the phone :

" - give me few minutes, this guy he pretty cute! "

" are you like, trying to get his phone number or something? "

" - well yeah, he came up to me , and we stared talking- "

" I can't hear you that much Lee, but be cerful with him "

" - don't worry- omg, he's coming back, Y/n stay there, I'll be there in a few minutes! "

" Okay okay, but don't take - " call ended " too much time ..." sigh

now I'll just wait, I hope for her that he's worth it, pff (lol)

Nobody's P.O.V

Lia and the guy really got along and they really hit it off.

" Did you came alone ? " he asked " unfortunately, but that's fine, I didn't even pay attention to that, I was enjoying the concert haha " he noded " I'm glad to hear that " she smiled " Did you came alone as well? I saw you a couple times before and you were alone " he looked around the crowed " can you keep a secert ? " Lia raiesd an eyebrow at him " don't tell me that you got in without a ticket " he got closer to her " acutally, I'm friends with the band " Lia was shocked, she really taught that he's going to say that he got in without a ticket or something " YOU - uhm sorry, you what now?? " he couldent take his smile from his face " yeah, I'm working with them, well, for them " She stepped back. " that's really cool! I'm guessing I'm bothering you or something. I should get going anyways- "He grabbed her arm gently and moved closer to her before she could finish her sentence. " wait wait, you are not bothering me at all, I came up to you didn't I ? she looked at him " yeah.. right, so.. did you want something from me? " She said it in a flirtatious tone " sure did, but I"ll be honest beacuse I do start to like you right now " damn she thought to herself " I didn't came to you get your number .. well at first I didn't ,I came because someone asked me to ask you a question...." you what now " eh... what ? " she was getting disappointed, " Who sent you, and what is the question? " she is so confused.

" Eddie Munson "

Tagged : @bibieddiesgf ;)

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HEYY, I hope that you enjoy this episode! comment if you would like me to continue :)

[nymeriaaa]

tag game: get to know me!

thank you so much for the tag @svintsandghosts ! ♥

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1. Birthday? 22nd oct

2. Favorite color? green or purple, depends on the shade

3. How tall are you? about 5’3

4. How many pairs of shoes do you own? id say about 12 but i only wear like 3 pairs lol

5. Favorite song? currently it's regular by nct 127 buuuut don't ask me my all time fave coz like... i couldn't choose. it would probably be an mcr or green day song lol (or treasure by ateez)

6. Favorite movie? um well i love edward scissorhands and the lotr trilogy. oh and the harry potter movies too! school of rock... horror would probably be the descent part 1 only... ahh don't make me choose seriously i could list so many 😩

7. Who would be your ideal partner? idk... just someone who loves me for me and is kind, loyal... accepts the fact that i have many kpop boyfriends who will always own my heart 🙄

8. Do you want children? not really but i'd definitely compromise if i met the right guy and he wanted one

9. Have you gotten in trouble with the law? nope

10. What color socks are you wearing? none

11. Favorite type of music? pop punk/post hardcore/"emo", and kpop lol

12. How many pillows do you sleep with? ok so 2 for my head, 2 on the other side of the bed, my boomerang pillow and a big square/european one as well... so 6 lol

13. What position do you sleep in? i fall asleep on my side but when im just chilling in bed i can lay on back too for a bit

14. What don’t you like when you’re sleeping not having the fan on, i don't care what temperature it is. my fan stays on. (im keeping this answer cause same 100%)

15. Have you tried archery? nope

16. Favorite fruit? watermelon, blueberries and mango

17. Are you a good liar? no unless it's at work and i have to come up with an excuse to get out of going to another store or to not send one of my staff to another store... then im a brilliant liar. oh im also really good at lying about why i can't hang out or go somewhere if im not feeling up to it (which is most of the time lol)

18. What’s your personality type? istp. im very shy and the biggest introvert unless im comfortable around you, and awkward as fuck lol

19. Innie or outie? innie

20. Left or right handed? left

21. Favorite food? sushi. japanese good in general is just 🤌 delish

22. Favorite foreign food? oh well i just answered that in the question above? japanese. chinese, thai, korean and vetnamese are amazing too!

23. Are you clean or messy? both but trying to fix bad habits and keep my room clean and organised but it's hard when your mental health sucks sometimes

24. Most used phrase?

probably what the fuck and the word cunt in general. oh if you ask sandra my 2ic it would also be i don't care 😅

25. How long does it take you to get ready depends but if its for work about 30/40ish mins

26. Do you talk to yourself? of course

27. Do you sing to yourself? yes lol

28. Are you a good singer? hell no

29. Biggest fear? this is stupid and lame but spiders/insects/bugs/creepy crawlies... just all of that 😬

30. Are you a gossip? not really, maybe a little at work but it's more just complaining and bitching about our shitty area managers lol

31. Long or short hair? for me? long hair. but i like both on other people

32. Favorite school subject? um... none? lol like i didn't have any one subject i was really good at compared to others i was just kinda average in everything but really really bad at maths and science

33. Extrovert or introvert? introvert

34. What makes you nervous? yeah people, public speaking... there's more but ill leave it at that

35. Who was your first crush? his name was matthew it was in year 3. i found out he passed away a few years ago and he had a wife and kid so that was sad

36. How many piercings do you have? just my ears (which have kinda closed up lol) i used to have my lip done too many years ago

37. How many tattoos do you have? one but wanting more!

38. How fast can you run? no ❤️ (lol same)

39. What color is your hair? purple atm but it's faded so i need to redo it

40. What color are your eyes? hazel

41. What makes you angry? so many fucking things. work makes me angry (not my team in store but mostly everyone else) i could rant about my workplace for a whole fucking month i swear. when i see people talking shit about people/artists i love. people who play games and toy with other people's emotions and use them... im gonna stop but i could list a lot

42. Do you like your name? yeah

43. Do you want a boy or girl as a child? none but if i were to have one... i guess a boy... idk

44. What are your strengths? um im friendly and welcoming, kind. i think overall im a good person and that's a good thing... lol

45. What are your weaknesses? shy, ignore red flags and forgive people too easily. scared of confrontation due to being shy so i don't speak up as much as i should especially when it comes to my beliefs and i guess in that sense i can be a bit of a pushover... but only in certain scenarios. i definitely need more confidence

46. What’s the color of your bedspread? black and white atm

47. What’s the color of your room? black, grey and white wall paper on one wall then just a neutral, off white colour the rest

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Tagging but no obligation; @alphadisaster @septicrebel @jin-neck-shaft @hyuckilstan @saynofakke

[blissfullyapillow]

Hello, Somewhat-a-tsundere anon here!

I read your matchup for me a few days ago and I haven’t been so excited for a while (I was kicking my bed lol). If it’s alright, I’d like to ask for another one please. A Genshin male again, of course.

Before that, here’s some more info about me:

-I have a very terrible sense of direction. Expect me to be in the middle of nowhere when the bathroom was on my left this whole time.

-I have anger issues sometimes.

-I forget things easily.

-I second guess everything, even something as simple as “Your room is on your left.”!

-I have to chew/bute in things randomly. I even do it subconsciously when I’m things.

-I can be a crybaby or very tough to break. No in between!

-I mostly do what my impulsive thoughts tell me to do. For example, kicking a wall.

-I have a lot of intrusive thoughts, but I rarely listen to them. Keyword: rarely.

-As I said from my previous ask, I’m very paranoid, even as a toddler. I can’t go somewhere without knowing the dangers and possible deaths of coming there.

-I can be overly confident or constantly insulting myself. At this rate, my level of confidence is riding on a rollercoaster.

Again, you are allowed to ignore this request. Thanks, Pillow!

From: Somewhat-a-tsundere anon.

P.S.: By being “somewhat a tsundere to praises/compliments”, I mean being cranky or I aggressively protest to them. It‘s not that I hate, I just don’t believe that I deserve them.

𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏

Notes: Hi again Somewhat-a-tsundere anon! I’m actually so happy you requested another matchup from me. I apologize it took me so long to get to it, life really enjoys kicking my ass and then laughing at me when I struggle to stand. Alas, I digress. Hope you enjoy this one as much as the first one I did for you. If anyone else wants to request a matchup, or if you want to request another one Somewhat-a-tsundere anon, please do. Would be a much needed, loving way to direct my energy right now haha. With much love, Pillow ♡<3💕

Masterlist

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I match you with: Lyney 

CC: sillyakito on pinterest

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You meet him randomly on the streets of Fontaine, performing magic tricks for a group of starstruck children.

When you first caught sight of his familiar attire and dazzling smile, you actually hid behind the nearest object you could find. It wasn’t out of fear, rather the opposite actually.

You were quite a fan of Lyney, so seeing him unexpectedly caused your heart to pound uncontrollably in your chest.

Once you calm yourself down and move out of cover, suddenly Lyney is at your side and plucking a rainbow rose from behind your ear.

You most definitely did not combust and die on the spot.

As the children across the street from the both of you ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’, Lyney took it upon himself to introduce himself to you despite being an infamous performer in Fontaine. 

He had your heart in his hands the moment his hand gently took a hold of yours, lowering himself to press a charming kiss to the back of your hand.

It is known that Lyney can be quite the flirt, so although you were flattered you didn’t place much stock in his actions. Lucky, or unlucky, for you you’d wind up running into him many more times to come. Unfortunately the scenarios were less, um.. pleasant, than you’d prefer.

Whether it be redirecting you the the bathroom that was right across the street all along, helping you locate a cherished lost item of yours, diffusing a tense situation between you and a particularly loud and brash citizen, or helping you escape the authorities after you kicked a pole that crashed into a nearby stand, sending an entire shipment of new goods tumbling to the ground, Lyney has seen you at your ‘worst’ in many instances. 

Yet, if anything, it only increased his interest in you.

Many, many things led to another that led to a loving relationship between you and Fontaine’s great magician. 

You two have a lot of late night rendezvous, enjoying the calm you each bring as you stare into the vast night sky. 

It didn’t take long for Lyney to catch onto your many insecurities; he picked up on your many self-deprecating comments and your ability to switch between displaying confidence that rivals his own to being your own biggest hater. 

He doesn’t let that negatively impact his view of you, if anything it angers him deep down. He doesn’t know why you do it, and he isn’t angry at you per se, but the thought of other people being the cause of it makes him seethe in silence. He understands the hardships of life, and he only hopes you never have to experience even a fraction of the adverse experiences he's lived through. In a way, he can sort of relate to the way you can switch between being self confident to self depreciative. 

Lyney loves learning and witnessing the various ways people can express themselves; it brings him joy to see others creating and bringing happiness to themselves as well as those around them. So, when he learns of your ability to play the flute, he’s akin to an eager puppy as he begs you to play something for him.

If When you finally break and play for him, he’s your most avid fan. It’s almost embarrassing how much he’s hyping you up as you start off playing a very simple tune to simply warm up. 

One time Lyney stumbled upon you hunched over, asleep over a desk with an open book face down beside you. If only you could see his expression; you would see the embodiment of love within his gaze as he looks upon your sleeping figure. He curiously eyes the book resting by your head, swiftly picking it up as his eyes skim the page.

His expression swiftly morphs into one of absolute horror at the gruesome scene being skillfully portrayed on the page before him. 

He blinks owlishly before gently setting the book down once more, awkwardly coughing into his fist before he leans down to press a gentle kiss to your cute nose.

He makes a mental note to never piss you off.

You both rope each other into shenanigans that often involve you running away or hiding out in an obscure alcove as the sound of pounding footsteps slowly fade in the distance. It’s never anything serious that can actually harm or hurt another’s feelings, but silly things that may have upset a particularly uptight individual. In one instance, you both had the surprising assistance of Clorinde as she directed the angry individual in the opposite direction the two of you had run off. She turned around to wink at the two of you before she continued on her way, causing the both of you to burst into a fit of giggles at her unforeseen show playfulness. 

Lyney has surprised you on many occasions with sweet gifts and meaningful outings together, but little did he know you harbored similar sentiments in regard to being a hopeless romantic.

To this day, the memory of Lyney’s adorable expression of surprise is etched in your mind, the reason for it being you had gone out of your way to make a bouquet of flowers to give to him after one of his performances. 

You two are either complete menaces together, or one of you is bailing out the other for a genuine slip up that led to a series of very unfortunate (albeit very funny) events.

It’s a known fact that Lyney’s smile shines brighter than a burning supernova when he’s around you, and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t show you how much he adores you every precious day he gets to spend with you ಇ.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:𖦹･✮ 

Your mouth is agape as you gingerly hold a small piece of paper in your hands. Lyney has been absent for a few days, sent on a mission by his Father. 

Yet here lies an intricately signed letter, littered with pressed flowers and surprisingly beautiful handwriting. You’re sure Lyney took painstaking time to learn to write like this; it warms your heart, an abrupt giggle leaving your lips as your eyes eagerly read the deliberately charming words. 

At the end of the letter is his declaration that he’ll be home in your arms before you know it, and signed at the bottom in beautiful penmanship is his name followed by a silly, messy drawing of himself bowing on one knee. 

I love you. I will return to your side promptly, my enchanting angel…

Under the beautifully written words is a small note in Lyney’s typical handwriting, which reads:

𝘗.𝘚.: 𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 ❤︎

To say your head whips around is an understatement; you’re genuinely surprised you didn’t give yourself mild whiplash with the action.

There, standing before you with a stupid, silly grin on his face is none other than your sentimental boyfriend. 

His arms are extended, accompanied by his sappy expression. 

You waste no time jumping in his arms, tightly wrapping your arms around his neck as his arms squeeze you close to him. It’s almost too tight; which makes it perfect.

“I’ve missed seeing that stupid look on your face.” Your muffled words elicit raucous laughter from Lyney. “Ah, there’s that brutal honesty I missed.” You can’t tell if he’s being genuine or not, but if his feverish lips pressing heart fluttering kisses to your skin is any indication, then you have nothing to worry about.

“Wanna go watch a movie together as we give each other our usual updates?” Lyney refuses to let you go, nodding against your skin as he easily lifts you into his arms. You squeal, as you cling to Lyney.

“Geez, you’ve only been gone a few days. What would you do if you had to be gone for longer?” You mutter the words under your breath, attempting to mask the quiver of your lips and the flapping of wings as your heart soars from your chest into the palm of his hands. 

“Oh? What would I do? Hm… spoil you upon my return of course. My entrance would be even more grand than the previous one, if only to see that awestruck look on your face again.” You gawk at him, face flushed with a smitten look upon your face.

He sticks his tongue out at you as his winks, gently setting you down beside him as he picks a random movie to put on. His eyes remain fixed on you throughout the movie as you two update each other on the things you’ve been up to while the other was gone, something you two do at the end of each week. 

You are lost in each other; the world around you disappears, if only to witness the magic of the invaluable bond you share. 

Dedicated to,

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ somewhat a tsundere anon ⁺˚⋆｡