#Try and find out yayayayay

[clovreat3r]

My lazy sketch of humanoid bill ciphherrre

[cozage]

Omg I hope it’s not too late! Happy 2K yayayayay it’s been really fun watching you grow 😭. I remember when your blog was pretty new and I asked you for advice on how to make my own and you said try not to make a 2nd blog. I was wondering if I could have option 1 with a S/O who dated the monster trio but they broke up so now they are trying to win their heart back.

A/N: still my greatest regret is making this a secondary blog but it all worked out! Hope you are doing well :) thanks for being along for the ride.  Characters: gn reader x Luffy, Zoro, Sanji Total word count: 1k

Get You Back

Luffy

Luffy tries his best to move on because he thinks that's what you want.  Even though he hates going to bed alone and not sitting next to you at dinner, he tries to get over it. 

At first he acts like nothing happened. He still runs to tell you stuff as soon as he finds out something, and he always wants to take you on adventures. Sure, you broke up, but you’re still nakama, right?

Nami explains to him that you need some time before things will go back to a sense of normal, and Luffy agrees to give you space. But god, he hates it. He’s so lonely.

One night, he can’t take it anymore. He knows it’s your night to keep watch, and he joins you in the crow’s nest. He knows he should let you be, but he has to try one more thing. 

“Do you think you’ll ever forgive me?” he asked, looking out over the stars. 

“I’ve already forgiven you, Luffy.” Your voice is sad, and he knows that you’ve been lonely too. 

He turns to look at you, eyes wide and heart beating hard in his chest. “Do you think we’ll ever be together again?”

“I-” you stop, captivated by his wide, hopeful eyes. “I don’t know,” you answered truthfully. 

“I miss you,” he admitted. “I miss you so much. I hate going to bed and I hate not being around you during the day. I hate when I find a cool bug and I can’t show it to you, or when we visit an island and you don’t join me on an adventure. I just want things to be normal again. I’ll do anything, please.”

“I want to be with you, Luffy,” you said. “I just-”

He lunged for you, his lips attacking you with desperation and eagerness. You can feel his words turning into actions; you can feel how much he has longed to kiss you and touch your skin again. And maybe, just maybe, it’ll work out this time. 

Zoro

Zoro didn’t think you were serious when you said it was over. So, when he went into his room and couldn’t find any of your things, he was confused. 

He sought you out, curious. “Hey, where’s your stuff?” 

But you just rolled your eyes. “Get it through your brain Zoro. Unlike you, I say what I mean. We’re over.”

Oh. That last fight had been a breakup fight. Now he understood. 

But he saw the pain in your eyes. He knew you didn’t want this outcome. So he’d just have to prove that he was worthy of you 

He doesn’t beg for you back, but he keeps his word with everything he does. 

When you ask him to do something, he does it. Hell, even if the cook asks him to do something, he does it without complaint (especially if you’re in the room). He always keeps his word. Always. 

Part of him acts like nothing happened. He still shares booze with you, naps near you, laughs with you. But he won’t ask for you back. Even if its the only thing he wants.

After about a month, he’s had enough. It’s just the two of you on the ship, watching the Sunny as the others run off to the island. 

“When are we going to go back to normal?” he demands, storming up to you. “Don’t you think we’ve been apart for too long?”

“I told you, Zoro-”

“Don’t say it.” His voice was gruff as he pushed you up against the wall and pinned you there with his own body. “Please, don’t say it.”

“We’re bad for each other,” you whispered, trying to ignore the mess of emotions you were feeling at the moment.

“We’re not,” he argued. “I swear we’re not. Let me prove it.” His lips hover over your mouth, waiting for permission. “Please, let me prove it.”

“One more cha-” His lips crash into yours, and you find yourself melting into the touch you had missed so much over the past few weeks. 

Sanji

This man is the best at apologies. He knows no shame and smothers you in love. 

Every morning, you get an immaculate breakfast. Your snacks and desserts are the ones he knows you adore. You are pampered beyond your wildest imagination (which is impressive after dating Sanji for so long. You thought you had seen it all.)

Fresh flowers at your bedside every morning (where is he getting all of these flowers??). Rose petals lead to your bedroom at night. You’d think you were on a honeymoon.

It’s almost annoying. It’s almost too much. But Sanji knows when he’s starting to become annoying, and he’ll let up slightly, just long enough for you to calm down. And then he’ll start back up again. 

The biggest thing for you though, is the next time you go onto an island. 

His eyes stay on you. They hardly even linger as he walks with you, Nami, and Usopp through the shopping district. 

If any pretty ladies walk by, he doesn’t even bother to look. He’s so captivated by you that he doesn’t even notice anyone else. 

While your back is turned or while you’re shopping, he doesn’t even gawk at any islanders (Nami and Usopp watch him for ANY hint of flirtation. There is NONE.)

He only vanishes for a brief moment in a jewelry store, coming back with a little bag of his own. “Cufflinks,” he explains. “My other ones broke.”

When you all get back to the ship, he pulls you aside and gives you a bracelet full of aquamarine stones that reminds you of his eyes. 

“Please, be mine again,” he begs, holding the box out. “It hurt to breathe without you. I need you. Please.”

“Sanji,” you breathe out. “It’s beautiful.”

“Just like you,” he whispers. “Y/N, I’m so-”

You jump into his arms, pushing your lips against his. You missed that sweet taste of vanilla that was always on his tongue, and you had a feeling you wouldn’t ever have to go without it again.

[mystellenia]

ellie's reaction to small boobs ୨ৎ

summary: ellie can't take her eyes off of your tits. that's it.

content: answer to this req!! (and this one too; there were two reqs for this) established relationship, a little bit of sub!ellie kinda, also once again needy!ellie, thigh riding, nipple sucking, groping, basically it

notes: here's the big boob version!!HUZZAH I’M DONE I’M DONE I’M DONE YAYAYAYAY. I NORMALLY WOULDNT POST THIS LATE BC OF ALGO STUFF BUT I WANT THIS SHIT OUT OF MY DRAFTS YAYAYA

(wc 1.6k)

"do you want some of this?" you ask ellie from where you stood in the kitchen, a bowl of leftovers ready to be heated up in front of you on the counter. 

she shook her head and muttered a quiet "no, thank you" from her position on the couch, but tracked your movements as you turn to open the microwave. she was gnawing on her bottom lip, looking intensely at your exposed shoulders in the tank top you wore. 

ellie sat back and propped her bent leg on her knee, her phone forgotten on the couch cushion next to her and softly replaying the same video over and over as she hones her gaze in on you instead. you slouch into the fridge and wait for your food to finish, examining the skin of your hands.  

she watches as you scratch a spot behind your ear, but once you pull your hand back, her gaze remains on that spot, then moving up to your hair loosely tied in a knot at the base of your neck. she examines the curve of your ass in the pajama pants you had on, the bunched-up fabric of your tank top at your hips, and then your eyes when you turn around to stare at her after feeling the scrutiny of her gaze on your back. 

"ellie, why are you looking at me like i’m a turkey leg?" you poke, your lips curling with your attempt to hide your smile. 

she doesn't respond, just simply smiles, lazy and arrogant as she reaches for her phone and turns it off with the side button, standing up and beginning her path towards you. she saunters into the kitchen, approaching you and dropping her eyes to your torso. 

"hey, where'd you get this tank top?" she asks, thumbing at the hem at your hips with her brows tightly drawn together. 

"oh, i don't remember," you say, frowning as you try to recall where it was from. "maybe the mall? i think it was from the shop between..." 

you trail off as you realize she's not listening to a word you're saying, following where her eyes have settled onto your chest. then you catch on to her posture, her body language: bottle green eyes slightly unfocused in deep thought, the narrow part of her lips that she panted through, the apples of her cheeks slightly flushed. and she finds the strength to shake herself out of that hypnotizing haze to brew up a complete, cohesive thought. 

"take it off," she orders, her voice surprisingly clear when compared to how far away her gaze looked. 

ellie presses her lips to yours in a slow yet intensely passionate kiss, her cold hands winding around and under your tank top and pushing it up to your ribs. it's then that the microwave beeps—a shrill three beeps—a wailed reminder at your initial intent to eat.  

"your tank top," she purrs against your mouth as you grab onto her upper arms to ground yourself. "you should take it off, you know." her voice is hoarse with need, already pulling your top over your head after you wordlessly lifted your arms up. 

and immediately, the swift movement envelops your braless chest in a cold cloud, kissing your already hardened nipples. pushing your chest into ellie's to chase her warmth, you drop the tank top to your feet and wrap your arms around her waist. 

she clamps her hands on either side of your head to bring you back in for another kiss, taking her time with slowly moving her lips on yours. you taste her lip balm—a mild one, smelling of beeswax and honey—and pull back to take a breath. ellie's eyes drop to your tits, your pert nipples standing at attention. 

you'd never truly grasped the meaning behind the phrase 'a pair of eyes darkened a shade or two,' or how 'pupils dilated and took over the color of the iris'—not until now. now you saw it. you saw the way the sage and shamrock shades of ellie's eyes seemingly shrunk and were replaced by oak greens, emerald greens, and even flecks of black that you'd never noticed. and her pupils. you watched as they swelled up like the lens of a camera, finding the focal point of you.

her kisses suddenly grew hungry and hurried, her open-mouthed kisses seeming almost sloppy. she quickly reaches your sternum, sucking on the smooth skin and leaving a trail of saliva behind. 

her mouth finds your nipple, hand moving up to the other as she pulls it into her mouth. her fingers twist and pull at the hardened bud on one side while her tongue flicks over the other. your fingers thread into her hair, willing her to continue her slow but sure destruction of your resolve.  

she signals for you to lay down but seemingly remembers where you both stand in the kitchen. as if she can't not touch you for more than a second, she plants her hands on your waist and starts waddling you backwards towards the hallway with her lips still on yours. you trip and almost fall on a pair of ellie's shoes discarded in the middle of the hallway, and after playfully glaring at her, you lead her to the bedroom by your hand. 

ellie nudges you down to lay on the bed, then folds over you and climbs up to eye level. quickly distracted, her eyes fall to your painfully neglected tits, settling in between your thighs and licking that spot on your neck that makes you go cross-eyed. 

"ellie... please just—" you grab her hand and move it to your core yourself—"touch me already. god." 

not even in the headspace to tease you about your neediness, her mouth opens with her response.

"take off your pajama pants and sit up," she orders, rolling off of you and leaning her head back on the headboard, her sweat-clad legs spread wide. 

you do as she says, pushing the pants over your hips, kicking them to the floor, and then waiting for your next instruction. 

"come sit on my thigh." she pats your butt to get you to move closer to her, swinging your leg over hers with her hand. 

she plants her hands on your hips and pushes them firmly down. you hiss out at the contact of her sweatpants on your clit, swollen and ready for attention.  

"baby..." you trail off, your eyes drifting shut at the touch. 

her hands push on your back and guide you back and forth, and she bites back a smile at how you whine and clasp onto her other thigh for stability. 

she takes one of her hands from your back and moves it to your thigh, pawing and kneading at the skin and slowly moving closer to your cunt. her thumb finds your clit and she abruptly rubs at it to pull a reaction from you, her pussy clenching around nothing when you whimper and jump. 

"please, let me hear you. please," she begs, pulling the lip you had in between your teeth to try to muffle your sounds.

she stares up at you with stars in her eyes, admiring the mess that your hair was from you throwing your head around, the knot in between your eyebrows at the intensity of her movements, your perky tits jumping at the desperate grinding of your hips. 

her mouth nearly waters at that last one, though, so she latches her forearms under your armpits and grips your shoulders, pulling your tits to her mouth. she latches her lips onto one, and your body twitches with a shudder. at this rate, you weren't going to last much longer. ellie noticed, too, the way your legs started spasming, how your noises got louder and more frequent.  

she was addicted to you. and, god, your boobs. how perfectly you reacted when she gave them the smallest bit of attention and how needy it made you. the way your tits fit perfectly in the palm of her hand, every bit of the fat sitting in her hand. the thought made her hungrier. it made her more eager to please you. her lips sucked harder on your nipple, her free hand coming up to pinch and twist at the other. 

your noises alone, the knowledge that it's her making you feel like this, making you lose control, has her soaked in her boxers, the wet patch sticking to her inner thighs.

"fuck, you sound so good," she groans. "am i making you feel good?"  

you scoff at the question—just your moans alone could tell her how close you were, how good it felt. 

"i'm so close, fuck. you wanna make me cum, mama?" you tease, smirking at how her eyes flutter for a moment. 

she wordlessly obeys, now flicking her tongue over your pebbled nipple and roughly dragging you across the fabric on her thigh, humming contently at the way you've soaked the cloth through. 

your climax hits you like a train, your legs twitching and locking around ellie's thigh as you throw your head back with a sob. ellie keeps her tongue working, switching to the other side to not neglect it. once, your heart rate begins to return to normal, her persistent sucking and nipping becomes too much all at once. 

"ah, wait wait wait," you start, trying to push her head off, "please. it's too much." 

once she pulls back, her throat bobs with a thick swallow and she dumbly continues staring at your tits.  

"you're so stupid," you pant out, nudging her with your knee to grab her attention. 

she kisses you on the cheek, then on the nose, mumbling, "it's not my fault you make it so easy to get you fucked out from just your nipples." 

@abbysbug @picklesarenice69 @yourelliewillms @human-cacti @h-sayoko-shifts @boobdrug

YIPPEE I’M DONE. i actually think this took me two weeks which is so insane. i've not been in a smut mood i just wanna write fluff i’m in a fluffy feathery soft cutie pie little mood hhehehehehe so expect some fluff with perhaps maybe possibly a few smut fics dotted in between them

click here!! oh and here too!! ˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶

[ukranianacearo]

You asked for Kid requests? Oh hoh hoh, well I've /got/ Kid requests.

Okay, so an idea I have is Kid being with a girl who's kinda like the tichular character from Komi Can't Communicate. They come off as cool and collected, mysterious even. But they're actually just a socially anxious weeb/nerd who doesn't know how to people. She's always the kid in the back of class everyone is too afraid to talk to because she's either thought of as scary or too cool to talk to. And of course, since no one is too cool for Kid, he'd talk to her, finds out she's a loveable dorkfish like him, and the rest is history.

Any pronouns are okay but she/her or they/them is preferred!

-𓆣

The two of us could reach the stars

Komi-san!Fem!Reader

Tw: social anxiety maybe?

Pairing: Death, the kid x fem!Reader

Synopsis: Since Kid's first day at the Academy, he heard a lot of whispers and rumors about a certain classmate that always sits at the back of the class.

Genre: I guess fluff or something like that

Author's note: YAYAYAYAY anon𓆣 I love you sm, you're my savior. Also, I never watched Komi-sama can't communicate so the fact that you explained her character more in depth helps me a lot😭 Thank you sm for the request, I hope you like this and there may be mistakes, bc English isn't my first language and I didn't proofread this

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- "That girl is so weird, she never talks and always avoids people. What is it with her?" - BlackStar complained loudly as he and the group were going to the class.

- "You shouldn't talk like that about her, BlackStar..." - Tsubaki tried to calm down the blue haired boy. She was obviously curious about the girl too, but the girl herself didn't seem very interested in them.

- "Who are you talking about anyway?" - Kid, who was still on his first week at the Academy, asked.

- "Oh, that's right, you probably don't know, Kid, since you're still new. There's a girl in our class that's always in the back and she almost never talks. She's very smart tho, always making it to the top 3." - Explained patiently Maka.

- "She remind me of a ghost. Kinda mysterious, but also almost non existent at some point." - Added in a murmur Soul.

- "Hah, she must have that from me. My shining greatness is so illuminating that she decided to try and be like me. Not like she will ever reach my greatness." - Commented BlackStar again. Kid didn't take that seriously, for BlackStar is just bubbling non sense. They finally arrived to the classroom everyone was going to their seats.

- "Look, Kid, she's that girl sitting at the back." - Maka said as she looked at the mysterious girl. Kid followed her gaze and saw a girl their age. He must admit, she did have a mystical vibe around her. Maybe he should talk to her, but how?

...

- "Liz, Patty, go without me, I have something else I have to do." - Said Kid as he left the classroom.

- "Oh? Alright, take care." - Liz answered. As Kid walked out of the classroom, he could see the one who he wanted to talk to. He picked up the pace, since he could see that the person was getting further away. The crowd of individuals that has formed in the halls didn't help.

As he got to an empty hall, he finally could see the enigmatic girl. He hurried his footing and soon enough, he caught up to her.

- "Hey." - He called out to her and as if pulled out of a trance, the girl slowly turned around to see Kid behind her. Her upper body was slightly leaned away from Kid. She didn't answer Kid, even if she wanted, he soon started talking again. - "You're that girl who got everyone and their grandmas intrigued, right? I'm Death, the Kid, son of Lord Death. You actually are quite interesting and symmetrical, so what do you say to talking sometimes?" - The girl expression didn't change much, at least to Kid's impression. She shook her head slightly in affirmation, her school bag still in her hands by the handles. - "Alright, then it's settled. Now, I have matters to attend so farewell for the time being. I'll see you around." - with that, Kid went back the same way he came as the girl just stood there looking at him as he was leaving.

...

- "Today she will finally hear it from THE BlackStar!" - as usual, BlackStar was causing quite the scene when Kid saw him and Tsubaki pass by in the hallway. There weren't that many people around, so the sound of BlackStar's voice was echoing throughout the tall walls of the halls. Suddenly, Kid saw the girl who BlackStar was complaining about coming right at BlackStar and Tsubaki from the other hall. The girl clearly heard BlackStar's shouting, it would be surprising if she didn't thought Kid, so to apparently avoid the blue-haired boy, she quickly skipped to the next hall while BlackStar turned away and started walking back first, for some reason. This scene of the girl caused the wheels in Kid's mind to turn. Was she avoiding the loud boy because she knew it was about her or just because he was loud? He had to think it over.

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This short af and I'm sorry it's not as good as it could have been😔 I didn't know what I should do later on, but I hope you all like it (Black Star being the best wingman ever❓❗) If someone asks for part 2 I might do it and incline more in the romantic theme, I guess, I really don't know sorry

anyway, bye bye xoxo

[pierslover061]

sorry not a request but i will get onto those when i can >_<

KLANCE THOUGH YAYAYAYAY

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Lance was sitting in the kitchen, chatting to Hunk and Pidge, those three could yap as a sport if they tried.

Keith makes his way into the doorway of the kitchen, he leans against the wall and just watches Lance from the distance. He smiles to himself as he gets lost in the sound of Lance's voice.

Before Lance knew it, Pidge and Hunk started whispering between one another, not including Lance in this conversation..

''HEY? What are you two hiding from me?!'' Lance shouts, raising an eyebrow.

''Nothing man!'' Hunk persists.

Pidge laughs to themselves before nudging Hunk.

''Do we tell him?'' Pidge asks Hunk.

''No.. no.. Let's not burst Keith's bubble.'' Hunk giggles, still not turning to face Lance.

''Huh??'' Lance is puzzled by this whispering, and did he hear Keith's name?

Lance turns his body to the doorway and sees Keith stood there staring.

Keith suddenly snaps back to reality and his eyes widen, his arms drop to his sides and he grows tense, running away, anywhere he could.

''HEY WAIT KEITH-'' Lance shouts as he joins Keith in running, where? he has no idea.

Lance runs right on Keith's tail until Keith realises he has nowhere else to run, but he finds a small closet he can hide in so he just runs in.

Keith sighs of relief, believing he lost Lance.

Lance trailing not far behind opens the door and barges in.

''KEITH! Why did you run??'' Lance pressured Keith.

''I- umm'' Keith didn't really know why he ran, maybe he was slightly embarrassed, thought Lance would start arguing with him for staring.

Little did these two know, following them was Pidge and Hunk.

''Should we..'' Pidge looks at Hunk with a menacing grin across their face.

''No no! That's too mean.. they'd kill us.'' Hunk pleads.

''That's if this doesn't work out in their favour!'' Pidge insisted.

Pidge then with not another word, drops a broom across the door handle.

''Whoops!'' Pidge said, giggling as they waited to hear a reaction from inside.

Lance turns around, reaching for the handle.

''We should go back to the kitchen and talk this o-'' Lance's face turns wide eyed.

''What?'' Keith asks, puzzled.

''We- We're locked in.'' Lance says, turning back to face Keith.

''WE'RE WHAT?'' Keith shouts, met with loud laughter from Pidge on the other side of the door.

''PIDGE I SWEAR OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!!'' Lance pleads, but the laughter had stopped, in fact, Lance thinks he can hear small footsteps running away.

Lance sighs to himself and turns back to face Keith, leaning against the door. ''Well, I guess you should start talking since we're stuck here.''

''Talk about what?'' Keith questions.

''Don't gaslight me Keith?! You know what I'm asking you.'' Lance pushes further.

''Nope. Don't remember! Didn't happen.'' Keith mocks, referencing a certain something in the process.

''Oh come ON Keith are we still pissed about that?'' Lance rolls his eyes.

''Seriously, Lance. There is nothing to talk about.'' Keith assures Lance.

''If you're so sure, then why were you staring?'' Lance questions.

Keith's face turns bright red, nearly perfectly matching the colour of his jacket.

''Well? Spit it out, it's not like we're getting out of here anytime soon.'' Lance says, growing slightly impatient.

Keith puts his hand to his forehead, scrunching his face up before uttering,

''I like you, Lance.''

''Haha very funny Keith.'' Lance mocks.

Keith just stares at Lance, fidgeting with his lip piercings by his teeth.

''Oh... Oh you're serious.'' Lance uttered, shocked.

Keith pushes Lance out of the way and starts frantically trying to open the door, also banging on the door, screaming,

''SHIRO?? SHIRO ARE YOU OUT THERE?? LET ME OUT!!''

''Keith.''

''PLEASE ANYONE CORAN? ALLURA?? PLEASE.''

''KEITH.''

Keith turns to face Lance, tears welling up in his eyes, he felt nothing but pure embarrassment.

''I like you too.'' Lance says with a nervous look plastered across his face, like he'd longed for those words.

Keith stood there, shocked. It felt like his heart had stopped beating for a moment while he was here, in this small room with Lance, nobody near to interrupt.

Keith, without thinking, grabs Lance by his face and pushes his lips onto his own.

Lance for a moment was wide-eyed, but quickly leans into Keith's kiss. He never knew how desperate he was to do this but this moment, this moment confirmed everything.

The two kiss messily, making a mess of the closet they were in until they were on the floor, taking each others presence in in a way they never had or could before.

They became one. -------------------- hey thanks for reading! i was thinking of going further with this on wattpad and ao3 but probably only if one person says they want more of this specific timeline.. LMAO so erm idk the fate of this is up to anyone who enjoyed thus far!

[gurokichi]

I’m almost pissed. You went from at least one post a day to nothing all day yesterday. Trust me. I checked. Unfortunately, I don’t feel like waisting energy being angry on you, so I’ll put it to something much better.

Torturing you.

What if I chained you to the ceiling again and started fucking swinging with a baseball bat like you were a piñata? Just swinging over and over with no care if I break any of your bones. I bet they’re fucking brittle considering you don’t move, right? Maybe I’ll use your little body like a dart board. Sharpened needles sinking into your skin with no care where they land. I bet your screams will be delicious.

But even then - I can’t forget the last thing you said for me.

“Hey… hey sadistic anon… if I’m good, would you let me out of my cage for longer? I wouldn’t bother you, I promise!!! I would just sit by your side on the floor while you do stuff. And you can pet me if you want. :3”

Adorably pathetic. Just how I like you mutt.

Maybe if I wasn’t so unreasonably enraged I’d say yes.

I can see it, letting you out of my dingy basement and into the living room. Maybe give you a proper little doggy bed, maybe even give you real food for once.

But right now I’m just a little annoyed. Annoyed enough to drug you up and leave you to take the high by yourself. All alone. I’d be fun to prop your sluggish body against a heater and watch your flesh singe and smell its scent in the air. Maybe flip you like a fish on a grill. I did say you’d look pretty with burns, didn’t I?

Fucking hell… it’s hard to stay mad at you. I just bit my arm and imagined it was your skin. Maybe I’d let a dog bite you. Maybe you should be caged with an actual dog so you understand that you’re nothing but a stupid fucking little mutt.

… heh. I’m actually not mad anymore. What I shock. I can’t have your attention all the time and I know that. I don’t know what came over me. Heh. Heh heh. Ugh. I’m going to smother you under a pillow and consume you. Teeth, eyes, nails, hair and all.

I don’t really care if you answer this one directly. Let them see what sort of freak shit you want sent to you. You’ll be my mutt anyhow.

I wonder… eh. I’ll come up with more stuff for you. See ya mutt. I’ll try not to be so possessive heh.

Sadistic anon

CHECK YOUR TAG!!! I posted proof that I made a post, but it was in my drafts… erm. Oopsie.

Anyway, YAY torture!!! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) Sorry. I mean Oh noooo, how awful. Not tortureee. I definitely wouldn’t want thatttttt

WOAH? Bon piñata (˶°ㅁ°) !! Very creative, I will give you that. And I actually have no idea whether my bones are brittle or not… probably? I don’t do much, and I am very weak (╥﹏╥) We should find out! Let’s test if you’re right, ehehe. Needles don’t seem too bad, but I guess the pain would add up if you did it long enough…

NOOOO, I’M SORRY FOR ANNOYING YOU. I really did mean to make more posts! I slept all day and then didn’t send the one I made in drafts, wahhhh </3 I’d love to be let out of the basement!!! I may like being treated horribly, but I’d also like to have some affection at times too… I’d be such a good dog for you, I promise! I’d follow your orders and make sure not to be an annoyance to you (>︿<｡)

GUH… I loveee the idea of someone drugging me. I think someone should drug me. And adjsjfjshfjshfghfjgsdfgh, OUCH. I don’t actually like the feel of burns too much, but if that’s what you want! You doing that anyways despite knowing that would make it even better, actually. You know what kind of burn scar I think I’d look prettiest with? A brand :3c

Ehehehe, it should be! I’m cute. You can’t stay mad at cute things foreverrr. I think you should bite me for realsies! Also. I think I would Die. Dogs kinda scare me… HELP. Being caged with one that bites would be terrifying

YAYAYAYAY!!! Mmm, you could always try and get my attention more often, though ∩^ω^∩ And good luck with that last bit… I have really long hair. I think that would be a very unpleasant experience. AND THE EYES TOO, ACTUALLY. I remember one of my previous anons telling me that eating eyes will make you throw up, but I never fact-checked that, so don’t take my word on it. I may be wrong. But that’d only be because they were wrong!!!

Since you said to let everyone see, here I am answering it directly! I don’t think anyone would be too surprised. I am openly Weird on my blog. I can’t wait to see what you come up with. Also, just letting you knowww, I like possessive! I will be eagerly awaiting your next ask as always ^o^

[dicenote]

1, 3, 7, 11 for Aizamatsu (ship ask game)

yayayayay aizamatsu :D I love this ship but never talk about it so thanks for the ask!!

1. Which one is the better cook

I think Aizawa's the better cook in the sense that he knows more standard recipes and such and won't burn the house down because he fell asleep with the oven on. Matsuda, however, is a good improviser and has a pretty good knack for being able to make something no matter how little stuff is in the fridge.

3. Which one outlives the other, and how they cope

Assuming he doesn't die doing something stupidly reckless, Matsuda more than likely outlives Aizawa just because of their ages. He spends a long time grieving alone in what used to be their shared home, completely shutting out the world. He doesn't answer honestly when people ask how he's doing at first. Eventually, he learns to cope by opening himself up and talking to people.

7. Which one is the worse driver

Matsuda by a long shot. He's trying his best, but he gets distracted by just about everything. Aizawa claims that Matsuda's driving has given him grey hairs. Aizawa's a pretty average driver, but he does road-rage some. Usually Aizawa drives them both to work, but sometimes he's still exhausted in the morning because he worked late, so Matsuda offers to drive. His driving is enough to wake up Aizawa.

11. What their first impression was of each other

They most likely ran into each other at some point before the Kira investigation. Matsuda immediately figured out (either from talking to other people or just from like. the general vibe) that Aizawa was not someone to piss off. Unfortunately, Matsuda managed to do just that anyway. He thinks that Aizawa is kind of intimidating, but not in a scary way, more of an "I'm-not-mad-I'm-disappointed" way. Matsuda's determined to not fuck up too badly in front of his superiors and older colleagues, Aizawa included.

Aizawa, meanwhile, just kinda acknowledges Matsuda as "one of the new guys who won't last long". So, he mostly dismisses him and finds him annoying. He probably doesn't really see him until the Kira investigation. Aizawa wonders what the hell inspired Matsuda of all people to stay in the Task Force when so many cleared out. He realizes then that there's more to Matsuda than he originally thought.

[muekyn]

okay. im going to talk about the fnaf movie.

SPOILERS UNDER READ MORE!!!

overall, i thought it was very good. somehow making a whole series of a video game condensed into 1.5 hrs is not something easy to do. i think with what they were working with, they executed it pretty well. costume design was superb, and the acting from josh hutcherson was amazing.

that being said, i did find some scenes didn't belong. for example the fort scene, though i'm sure many people have pointed that out already.

i felt like they were trying to tow the line between silly/cute and scary/suspenseful, but in my opinion i don't think they needed to do that? i think if they leaned in fully to the horror aspect it would have still been a very enjoyable experience.

the scenes with vanessa disappointed me, just a bit. it felt like she was only there to progress the story/exposition. and the fucking fort scene with her... in that scene, vanessa is like "oh freddy fazbears' is so fun yayayayay" and then literally in the next scene she's telling mike "if you ever come back here IM GOING TO SHOOT YOU" ???????????? like why? what did mike even do?

the old bf made an observation that william afton was just straight up not fleshed out, at least not as much as either one of us had hoped.

i personally think if they had just included like... a 5 minute scene of william afton on his killing spree (without outright showing william afton), it would have done alot for his character. i felt like he was just kind of thrown in there towards the end, which makes me sad bc william afton is such a unique character with sooo much backstory integral to the lore of fnaf, and it just felt like he was alluded to the whole movie? idk.

there were some questionable moments. it was funny how freddy literally just murders the aunt and no one even questions it? mike would have come home to a literal corpse in his house, how does he explain that to the police?

and it made me sad how little they showed of foxy. :( foxy is my all time favorite (i literally brought a giant stuffed foxy plush with me to the movie) and it felt like he was the most forgotten animatronic. bonnie seemed to be the main center of attention tbh, he was in almost every scene where the animatronics were. but it makes sense since scott cawthon thinks bonnie is the creepiest animatronic lol.

those are my main criticisms.

but i still loved it, very much so!

when the matpat cameo came on screen... it was a shocker. i gasped so loud. the people in the movie theater literally laughed at me lol bc i gasped SO LOUD, I COULDNT HELP IT i was so shocked. AND WHEN HE SAID ITS ONLY A THEORY???? i ate it up. idc if it's cheesy, I ATE IT UP.

also i thought it was cool that the movie is (i think but could be wrong) five nights long! a little easter egg that i thought was neat. the old bf pointed this out to me.

another nice touch is in the beginning of the movie when mike is reading that dream theory book. a good callback to matpat's dream theory on fnaf (you know the one). and it's also a good way to tie in what's currently happening to mike with his dreams in the movie.

i really appreciated the subtle little ways they tied in the movie with the games, like the little "it's me" in the mirror during the scene with mike in the security room. and foxy's humming!!!! i loved it i loved it i loved it! the little noises they used from the game made me so happy!

but yeah. i'll stop ranting bc i can go on forever lol. while it had it's flaws, i don't think they affected the overarching storyline.

this is it my gamers. eight years in the making, and this is the end result.

my score? 4 cupcakes out of 5. :>

[idontevenknow7878]

~Adriana “Adri” Daysworn~

(ref sheet & format inspired by @rozeliyawashereyall )

( @aspenm00n we gotta new ref yayayayay!)

Also quick thing! Adri dies AFTER the events of Gator boys!

Basics:

Full name: Adriana Veronika Daysworn

Age: 23

Birthday: November 8

Species: Human/Spectre

Gender: Genderfluid

Pronouns: Any

Sexuality: Pansexual

Height: 5’8

Weight: 109lbs

Place of birth: Pentiach

MBTI: ENFP-I

Family:

Adriana grew up surrounded by nobility. Her parents only had one goal: Notoriety. They only saw their children as a pawn in an elaborate game of chess, their only purpose being to be married off into some noble branch.

Her mother, Lucy, grew up in a lavish house in Centara with anything and everything at her fingertips, the downside being that she never understood true struggle, so when she had children, she had a bad habit of tossing their issues aside, unable to grasp what their problems even were. She was 20 when she met Judas. Lucy married him at 22.

Adrianas father, Judas, was the complete opposite of Lucy. If Lucy was ignorant and apathetic on a good day, Judas on a good day would be quiet, which was incredibly unusual. Fights between Lucy and Judas were common. Judas grew up with nothing to his name. He met Lucy when he was 23, it was “love at first sight” if you will.

Micah was Adri’s eldest sibling. Out of all the Daysworn children, he was the most magically gifted. You’d think that his parents would be happy about this, right? No. While Lucy stumbled upon magic few times in her lifetime, she never thought herself to be competent enough to fully grasp it, thus projecting her own issue onto Micah. Judas thought that magic was only for rich snobs (massive hypocrite tbh) Micah was also the primary caretaker of Adri for the first twelve years of her life. When Micah was about 21, he got into a fight with Judas. In a drunken hissy fit of rage, Judas grabbed an empty bottle of whiskey and threw it at Micah. Even though he missed, Judas still managed to do a great deal of damage, causing a cut on Micah’s face. Days after Micah ran away, and was later found dead by a traveler.

Ruthie is Adri’s eldest sister. Adri and Ruthie were incredibly close. She was loud and outspoken, she was the first person to try to help Micah after what happened. Her and Adri’s relationship was less of a sisterly bond but, more like close friends. She was the one who encouraged Adri to confess to Frida. She’s completely cut off her family and now lives in Ahkahn with her husband and son. Ruthie doesn’t have a great relationship with her husband, her son being the only thing keeping her going.

Katherine is Adri’s youngest sibling. While her time with Adri was brief, she still managed to make memories with her. When she was 11, she lived alone with her parents, whom at this point, were less like human beings, and more like shells of what once was, Lucy was deep into Alzheimer’s (or the al’terra equivalent) , and Judas was deep into a malasycthe addiction, Katherine decided that she had enough, and ran away. She walked. She didn’t know where she was going, but nevertheless, she continued. Eventually, she collapsed due to exhaustion, however, a Nixinite woman found her unconscious body, and brought it back to the temple, in hopes that she could be saved, lo and behold, she could. Katherine now resides in the temple, with hopes of finding her siblings.

Important events (some of these are kind of nothingburgers but it’s whatever)

At four, Adri was on a swing unsupervised, she fell off and hit her shoulder on a jagged rock, causing a scar. In the future, when someone were to ask how she got it, instead of saying what actually happened, she’d make something up like “I got it in a fight with my mom” etc, to make herself seem more brave and important than she appeared.

At five, Katherine was born, the relationship between Adri and Katherine was surface level, nothing too special.

When Adri was six, she caught Micah using magic in secret, they both agreed not to tell their parents, if Adri could watch him practice.

When Adri was eight, she started journaling, nothing too crazy, just little anecdotes of her life along with some drawings. She also got into embroidery & sewing around this point.

At twelve, the whiskey incident occurred. This made Adrianas life take a sharp turn.

When Adri was 15, she met Frida, little did either of them know, this would lead to Frida’s death

Also around this time, Frida & Adri made & painted an ocarina for Adri’s sixteenth birthday.

Adri and Frida wouldve been dating for around a year now, Adri tried to run away a few days prior, but she was caught be her father who threatened to kill Frida as a consequence, when Adri arrived at their usual meeting spot, she found it empty, so she waited. After thirty minutes of waiting, she decided that she shouldn’t wait any longer, and so she started looking for Frida, calling out her name. When she had enough of looking for her, she decided to return to the bench, while she was walking there, something caught her eye, it was Fridas corpse. Horrified, Adri decided she had enough. She had enough of her family, taking away everything that she loved. So, she packed her things, and ran away.

When Adriana had just turned 17, she arrived at Centara. She played her ocarina there for some cash. This caused her to achieve some levels of recognition, but she knew she couldnt stay there for long.

At eighteen, she arrived at Ahkahn, joining the hunters sometime after.

~Fin~

[crushingcasanova]

hhdbdbhd ill try not to get too flustered, honey!! dbdfhd

he plays so much stuff, maybe youll find something youll really like to watch from him!!!! but even if you dont, thats okay :D

GASP I WISH I COULD TAKE YOU OUT TO HAVE FROYO SOMETIME ))): ALSO its so cool that you have those close to you?? i have a café near one of my new houses, which is really cool but ive never gone to it yet. yknow earlier this year was the first time that i went to a café ever!!!

YAYAYAYAY YIPPEE ILL ADD YOU BACK SOON TOO!!!!!!! im free anytime, so just say the word and ill probably be able to play! of course, i can ask first if youd prefer that,, i dont mind at all, i just dont wanna make you feel pressured by asking if you can, like, in a few days or something (can you tell im really excited about playing with you?) YOURE SO SWEET ): but we can lose dti together, i wouldnt mind at all!!! ddbdhdhdh i wanna squish your cheeks maybe if you dont mind

i love parallel play a lot!!! i hope you're enjoying it so much :D sketching sounds amazing, i love drawing so so much!! remember not to stay up too late so you can be well rested tomorrow too

(also im sorry for the late response, my dad dragged me into playing mario kart)

-🫧

What are your favorite videos of his, besides the fnaf stuff? I'll look into some of the fnaf ones too, but I'd like to know what else you prefer!

That would be so much fun! Maybe someday we can go to get froyo together and have a little picnic in the park, if you'd like. That would be really fun... I'll be thinking about that all night now HAHA. I know a few cafes near my school! I used to go to one once or twice while in tech week, it was really nice. My high school big sister (not related to me) and I used to go there every once in a while! I think you should totally go, cafes are so fun!

I wouldn't mind if you wanted to ask first, darling. I'll be here pretty much anytime! I'm also especially free this week, so if you really want, we can try to make some plans. It just depends on if you wanted to voice chat or not or how we'd communicate and such, that kind of logistical stuff. You can totally squish my cheeks, by the way! I got 2nd in one of the rounds I played today while practicing, so maybe we can do duos and win together :)

The parallel play has been quite pleasant! I just hopped off the game and am going to find something else to do with my hands, haha. I'll do my best to not stay up too late, but make sure you're not up too late too, okay? I care about you! Also, I hope mario kart was fun! I haven't played that in ages, haha. I used to always be link,,,, who do you play as?

[clemisnotanorange]

I am interested in hearing you talk about feral quintet or Sol

YAYAYAYAY

this turned out longer than i expected so i’m putting it under the read more ����

okok so starting off with Sol, they were my dnd character for the campaign i was in (but didn’t finish) last year. they’re a changeling bard paladin with a funny little curse (more on that in a second). i didn’t get to play as them for half the time cause they got kidnapped by one of the BBEGs and was forced to fight the rest of their party. now the curse was basically if they touch rain, they kinda get possessed by the gods of water, Forte. it’s basically a whole thing where their mom lost a bet to him and he ended up cursing her but the curse went kinda wrong and backfired on him.

then there’s Michael, who’s the character i’m using for a new campaign in the same universe as Sol. he’s the kinda guy to steal stuff so he could get his family’s attention. he’s a half siren paladin, his father is a sailor and his mom is a siren, but he doesn’t know who is mom is. he also has a twin brother he doesn’t know about, but i cant say much more due to lore reasons but he and Sol are at a tie for my favorite oc right now.

I also cant say much about Clio for lore reasons, but Clio and Michael knew each other at one point and they don’t like each other that much.

both Mari and Emmaline were characters i created while listening to Cannibal by tally hall. Mari is a vampire, and Emmaline is a half-vampire and formerly a human.

the whole half-vampire thing is like she was bitten by a vampire, but she was able to get treatment for it pretty quickly so instead of dying, she kinda gained an immunity to it. she still has some vampiric qualities like sharp teeth and is more nocturnal, but she doesn’t need to drink blood or anything.

anyways, so Emmaline’s family kinda has this curse on them where they are being hunted down and killed by this family of vampires, aka Mari’s family. now neither person knew this at the time so they started dating, but Mari’s parent did eventually find out, and started trying get her to kill Emmaline. so eventually she does cave in and goes to kill Emmaline, biting her and leaving her to bleed out. however she does get treatment for it like i said before and then just continues on with her life. she also kinda dedicates her life to becoming a vampire hunter, and kinda goes on a goth arc.

and finally, Davey, my beloved pyromaniac guitarist. i just created hee so she doesn’t have much of a story, but she’s a law student in a band who killed her ex-partner for cheating on her. then she frames the person who they were cheating on her with, offers to represent the person in court to appear less suspicious, and then proceeds to lose the case causing the person to go to jail for a while. she didn’t even mean to lose the case ironically, but it still happened so womp womp. she and Emmaline end up dating and they’re actually happy together so yippee

[moons-among-distant-stars]

HI!!!!! SORRY IT'S TAKEN ME SO LONG TO RESPOND!!!! BUT I STARTED READING CHAPTER 1 OF OTC TODAY SO I THOUGHT I OUTA RESPOND!!! SPOILER CUT

ooooo yayayayayay im so excited to meet them!!!

aaa im so blinding normal about sif being the sheep!!! cause ya!! ofc he wants to follow!!! ofc he doesn't want to lead!!! the universe Leads!!! we can only Follow!!!!

:((( they can fit so much shame... they need a hug

staaaars starsabovee you best not!! you better not!!!

so fair!!! love projecting stuff on to my favourite characters it's the best (shoutout my own ocs that are like a part of my soul)!! also as a sidenote fuck the capitalist and ableism-upholding notion that like we are self dependant day-to-day? like no we're not?? at all??? and we shouldnt be!! we shouldn't be expected to be!! that's not how humans were built!! we were built for community and support!! anyways ramble over, 7 YEARS??? okayokay i'll trust

hehehehe sif's just silly like that, definitely not because their whole childhood and life and people and culture was erased via wishcraft

OOOOO i wanna know the name!!!! (also i like Kaia! good name!)

I AM IN YOUR WALLS!! CAUSE IT'S COMFY!! SNACKS!!

hehehehe always the last to realize!! and she's so real for that (she's just like me fr)!

oooo okay okay thank you!!! i am not french (i do speak some but it's bastard french, not even quebecois, worse) so i cannot say nothing!! ooo siffrin hazelnut!! w/ calling them saffron that would be sillier, siffrin aveline saffron hazelnut

so siffrin's always been making a home in the house of change, fucked up that vaugarde's house probably reminder him of home while he still remembered home

oooooo lucien florist has islander decent!!! and is a florist!!! w/ the king flower dialogue that's interesting!!! cause in vaugardian culture you only give someone a flower if you like them but in islander culture you can give a flower to anyone who's important to you, i wonder if there's flower language in islander culture!! i wonder what amount of islander tradition got mixed into coastal vaugardian customs!!! i love cultural exchange in worldbuilding!!

DDDDD: how could you do this to me (i will i will, in time lol)

ooooo very interesting!!! are they like bird feathers?? like what kind of bird would they be closer to? (so i can visualize) ooo genetics okay okay trust

YESYESYES!!!! YAAAAAY ISLANDER EUPHRASIE!!!

oooo okay okay!!! im so here for that!! UGH i would actually sob if like the hairbrushing scene he asks mira for help! i would sob at the tenderness of her picking through his feathers, his shame, his self hatred, his last connection to home

THEY DO!!! YAY!!! hehehehe i love that, just a very much no touch stay away :D also it'd be funny if pre the party finding out about sif's wings they just assume that's when he gets his period and so at first try and bring him some stuff to help and he's like ?????

OOOO YAYAYAYAY I CANT WAIT!!!

WOAAAAH i wanna see loop's wings!!!!! :O that'd be so cool!!!

SO TRUE i also hear everyone's voice as the jello stream voices, like i don't hear written things in ppl's voices really but i assocciate them w/ those voices!!

i... i may try to do a shitty little sketch mayhaps.. i do have time this evening, fair warning i am not an artist im just so very normal about these characters (not hyperfixated at all idk even know what that is)

but happy holidays!! and a happy new year!!!!

(also if you want my thoughts on OTC i will happily give my silly little thoughts i've been writing down)

HELLO HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVE @moons-among-distant-stars I COMR WITH A PRESENT.

OTC/DEISY RAMBLING!

im not warning for spoilers because im too tired to do that LMAOO but im putting most of this under the read more

So i saw one of ur reblogs to my reblog of ur reblog (a lot of reblog there) and i was like. Im gonna ramble again!! Mostly ab Sif’s wings!! So ya!!

No, Siffrin does not like his wings. They view them as a burden, as he can’t use them to fly, glide, or anything, and for other reasons. One of those being the fact that it’s a connection to the King, as he has wings too. But, it’s also not just with the fact that they’re just there, no, it’s also appearance wise. Their wings have shades suspiciously close to the shades the King’s wings once were before he was frozen in time. I WONDER WHY!! bats my eyes at you aggressively

Siffrin has trust problems when it comes to his wings, too. He’s so ashamed of them that he doesn’t let anyone outside his family see them, and even then that’s iffy on some days. Only a select few can even touch their wings without asking, those people being Isabeau, Loop, Colette, Léonce and Lucien.

Due to this hatred for his wings, Siffrin hardly takes care of them on some days. The only reason he does on most days is because Odile told him to, and Siffrin’s a sheep most of the time, not a shepherd (ouch, sorry Siffrin… LMAO). And when they don’t want to, then Léonce and/or Loop help him with it.

Sure, Isabeau thinks Siffrin’s wings are very cute, and yeah, it helps a little, but it doesn’t fix Siffrin’s insecurity and loathing of them. Siffrin’s self-hatred runs very deep, but, if you want a good side, it doesn’t run so deep that Siffrin would consider getting rid of them. That’d be severing one of the last links he has to his home, and that’s the last thing they want to do.

A. TIME FOR FLUFF!! Grabs you by the shoulders. Since Siffrin has wings, that means that normal clothing… really wouldn’t work for him. Before the events of IBaS,iTaT!ISAT, Siffrin stuck with cutting wing holes into his shirts, but after the loops, Isabeau began helping Siffrin with that, so now, most of Siffrin’s shirts and such are made by Isabeau. Isabeau has offered to do the same for Loop but Loop very quickly denied it and said they’re fine and they don’t need anything when they can steal from Siffrin. Which… is true. They do that sometimes LMAO.

Im giving you more fluff to balance out the angst. I did some thinking a few days ago and decided THIS!!!: Siffrin washed up in Vaugarde at 16 and Léonce found him (already canon) - they very very likely legally adopted him (translation: she did) since he was a child at the time and yk that child needed a guardian, (and fuck, sometimes he still does have you SEEN the stuff he gets into sometimes?) and well, they stuck to her like glue. Léonce’s last name is Aveline, and by proxy, that became Siffrin’s last name. So, technically, Siffrin does have a last name, which is Aveline. I really need to write a scene where Léonce full-names Siffrin in a tone of an annoyed mom 💀 (“SIFFRIN AVELINE.” LMAOO)

Due to the loops, Siffrin totally forgot about this until he went to Kaia with the party. Then he remembered. He has yet to even bring it up with the rest of the group but Odile has pieced things together based on observations of how Léonce treats Siffrin god awfully like a child of her own… so has Isabeau… but the others remain unknowing LOL

OKAY END OF YAP. IF U HAVE ANY QUESTIONS SURROUNDING THIS AU PLS PLS PLS ASK ME I WANT TO YAP MORE.

[dbnightingale24]

It Wasn’t Supposed To Go This Far

Chapter 3

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Look at me!! Posting more than one chapter of a story this week!!! YAYAYAYAY!!! Thank you so much to @pagesoflauren for helping with this chapter and for putting up with me (ya saint). I hope you all enjoy!!

Warnings: Swearing, Smoking, Arguing, Jealousy, Angst, Dialogue heavy...I’m pretty sure that’s all. 

Song(s) That Inspired This Chapter:

My Limb - Hayley Williams

Word Count: 2235

I do not give consent to have my works/stories posted anywhere else. 

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The sunlight crept through the blinds in Steve’s room and begrudgingly woke Vanessa. She squinted, groaned, and rolled over before wrapping herself tight in Steve’s sheets. She knew it shouldn’t, but the fact that Steve’s bed sheets smelled so much like him brought her comfort. He always brought her comfort. While she had always felt a bit of resentment towards him for just getting over her so quickly, she would have been lying if she said she didn’t find solace in his friendship. Being around him always felt like being home. Something she had never felt with Bucky.

She closed her eyes and rolled around for a bit, letting herself get lost in Steve’s scent. She had been guilty of a few harmless crimes during her relationship with Bucky, but the main one was imagining that she was with Steve instead of Bucky. Especially when Bucky pissed her off. 

Bucky. He had gone from being her knight in shining armor to a complete stranger to her. The whole routine just felt like a one-trick pony show at this point. Why accept an apology for shitty behavior when you know the person is going to do it again? No, she wanted to take the day to just sit at home to sit, sulk, and ponder. Maybe it really was time for her to call it quits. They had both given it a fair shot, but you can’t force what isn’t meant to be. She learned that lesson from watching her own parents.

She started thinking that maybe she should just stay single for a while. Better yet, she thought that she should stay away from superheros forever. Steve hadn’t proven to be much better. The minute Bucky put up a little competition, he backed off completely. Making her feel foolish for thinking there was something there. After years of her waiting for him to do...something. No, all superheros were proving to be were super pains in her ass.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door to Steve’s room open softly, and a very sweaty Steve quietly made his way in. “I take it training went well?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“I was already awake. My brain won’t shut the fuck up…sorry, I know you don’t like swearing.”

“As many times as you’ve sworn around me, it’s not a big deal anymore. I’m trying to be more chill.”

“You can start being “more chill” by never saying that again.”

“Ha ha,” he teased as he threw his shirt at her “how are you feeling?”

Vanessa had seen him shirtless a million times, but she’d never get over it. “Uh I’m okay, I guess. I just want to go home. I know what he’s up to and I’m in no mood for it.”

“He doesn’t mean to be so blunt and mean. He does love you.”

“You know who it’d be nice to hear that from, Steve? Buck. Also, it would be nice if his explanations weren’t cloaked in excuses. We’ve been together long enough that he should know better.”

“He’s been-”

“I know, Steve. He’s been through a lot. I know and I do my best to be patient, but he doesn’t fucking talk to me about shit. He will talk about literally everything except his feelings and I’m tired of it. Ugh, now I’m just catching an attitude. None of this matters; I just wanna go home. I just need to think and-”

“Hey, can we talk for a bit?” Bucky questioned, poking his head into Steve’s room.

“I’d really rather not” Vanessa snapped back, instantly turning her gaze back to the window.

“I’m sorry Steve, would you mind if we borrowed your room for a minute?” Bucky whispered, as Vanessa pulled the covers over her head.

“Yeah, I need to take a shower anyway,” Steve mumbled before heading out and closing the door.

“Ness, I’m sor-”

“Save it, Buck. I’m not in the mood to do any of this today. I just want to go home and spend the day by myself,” Vanessa mumbled, grabbing her phone and checking the time.

“We can’t fix this if you’re not willing-”

“You really wanna make this my fault right now? That’s how you’re approaching this situation?” she growled.

“I’m not. I know this is my fault and I just want to fix this. I want us to get past this.”

“I really can’t do this. I can’t and I don’t want to. It’s going to turn into the same argument it always turns into and it’s exhausting. I’m exhausted and I just need space right now.”

“Sounds like you have no problem talking to Steve about it.”

“Here we fuckin' go. C’mon, get it out. It always comes back to Steve.”

“Because you talk to him!”

“I talk to him because he talks to me! You want me to sit here and just hold everything in all the damn time! I’ve been holding things in for three years! What else do you expect from me? What do you want from me, Buck? Hmm?”

“For you to just give me-”

“Space? Time? Understanding? What haven’t I given you in the past three years? What have I been so sorely lacking in? You don’t want me to talk about our relationship to the few friends I have outside of your friends , you get mad when I talk to your friends, and then you don’t ever tell me about the demons you’re fighting or how you feel. So, what the fuck else would you like for me to do? How much longer do I need to hold in my frustrations and not talk to anyone about how I’m feeling?”

“You weren’t always this difficult.”

“Neither were you! You’ve changed! I obviously don’t know what happened while I was gone because of the Snap, but something in you changed,” she huffed, as Bucky turned his the other way. Trying to hide how annoyed he was getting. He was the one who wanted to talk. “You’re not my best friend anymore! Half the time it feels like you’re my worst fucking enemy! We don’t have fun anymore, we don’t hangout, we don’t watch shitty movies, and we sure as fuck don’t make love like we used to! You changed on me and it feels like you’re holding me hostage! This isn’t fair to me and you know it! It’s not like this is some short term bullshit, it’s been this way for a while and you know it!”

“You know that dating an Avenger-”

“I would advise you to tread very lightly, Buck,” Vanessa growled through gritted teeth.

“What? You knew that dating an Avenger comes with its fair share of sacrifices. You knew what you were getting into.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? That’s the hill you wanna die on?! Yes Buck, I did know that dating an Avenger came with its fair share of sacrifices and setbacks. What I didn’t know was that I’d have to put up with an emotionally unavailable boyfriend. A boyfriend that won’t even talk to a therapist, let alone his fucking girlfriend. Stop setting the scene with me as being overbearing and dramatic! I know I can be a bit much at times, but at least I’m fucking trying! You do the same shit every time we argue and I’m fucking tired of it! Jesus, why do you fight so hard if you’re not willing to change?!”

“Because I love you,” Bucky stated softly. “I am willing and I’m trying-”

“It’s the same thing every time, Buck!” Vanessa exclaimed, tears brimming her eyes. “You want me to love you without reservation, but you make it damn near impossible. I can love you with all that I have in me, but none of this works if you don’t start letting me in.”

“Can we please-”

“I just want to go home. I’ll call you later. Please let Steve know that I’ll be waiting outside” she huffed, wiping her eyes and getting out of bed.

“I can take you home, babe.”

“I don’t want you to,” Vanessa sighed, before pushing her way past Bucky.

Putting on her shoes and grabbing her purse, she quickly made her way out of Steve’s room. When she got to the common room, she saw that everyone was sitting on the sofa. She knew that they had heard the whole thing, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. It definitely wasn’t the first argument they had heard and if her relationship was on its way out, at least everyone heard her side of it.

By the time Steve had made his way out, Vanessa had riffled through two cigarettes. She couldn’t wait to give up the nasty habit…again. Steve gave her a weak smile and she just nodded in response.

“Well, it’s a nice summer day so you have options.”

“About?” Vanessa questioned, raising an eyebrow and placing a hand on her hip.

“How I get you home.”

“Oh? Let’s hear it Rogers” she laughed, crossing her arms.

“Motorcycle or car?”

“Now that’s a tough choice,” Vanessa laughed, “how about the car this time, but I’ll hold you to a motorcycle ride before the end of summer?”

“Whatever you want, Doll,” he smiled. “Ready?”

“Yes, please,” Vanessa all but groaned as she quickly made her way over to him.  

The car ride was silent for the most part. Vanessa just stared out the window while Steve tried to think of the right thing to say.

“I don’t think you were wrong,” he muttered softly.

“Hmm? What about?” Vanessa questioned, turning her attention to him.

“I hear both sides of the arguments more than anyone else. Especially with Bucky. You’re not wrong and he has become a bit much to deal with. I’m not trying to butt in or anything, I just don’t feel like you’re wrong in anything that you said. None of it is fair to you.”

“Would you mind telling him that?”

“I have,” Steve laughed softly as he pulled up to her apartment complex. “We got into an argument and we didn’t speak for a few days.”

“Why the argument?”

“He said some things and I said some things...it doesn’t matter. Anyway, he came around a few days later and said he would do better. That was...two months ago?”

“Well, thanks for trying,” Vanessa laughed, shaking her head at the thought of the two arguing over her.

“It will get better and he’ll come around. Still, it’s not right for him to put you through all of this and I’m sorry.”

“It’s really okay,” she sighed. Just then, a thought popped into her head. “Hey, what are you doing for the rest of the day?”

“I actually have nothing going on for once,” he laughed, “I’ll probably just go over paperwork and watch some movies on TCM.”

“Well, I’m always up for TCM,” Vanessa laughed, “but do you wanna spend the day together?”

“What?”

“It’s been a while and I get the feeling we could both use a day of fun.”

“What about Bucky?”

“What about him? He’ll be fine. If he gets pissy, I’ll deal with him. It’s not a big deal. What do ya say?” she asked, a big smile on her face.

**

@sweetflowerdreams

[the100hurtme]

Lol so I finished the second book a couple days ago but here were my thoughts cause I remember them clear as day lollll (this series makes me emo) soooooo A Court of Mist and Fury pt.1:

I KNEW I TAMPON WAS SUS

My autocorrect knew before I did and was trying to warn me 😒

I mean I didn’t like him that much anyway he was so bland and I swore he only communicated in grunts

She’s not a FREAKN toy oh my gosh 🙄

Wait it’s been months and Rhys hasn’t shown up??? How serious is this bargain thing

Wow these Books are🌶🌶

Awww poor Feyre 🥺 can no one here her puking her guts out at night????

Tampon just chillin on the bed can’t even hold her hair 😒

This “protective” stuff is def gonna be a bad shade on him

Who tf is Ianthe

Well Atleast she has a friend even tho sis just popping up out of nowhere

Noooooo Feyre doesn’t seem like herself is no one noticing how this she’s gotten??? Do they not have therapy in Prythian?

Ugh this writing is so good I can actually feel how hurt she was

Damn how do you cope with actually dying and seeing urself and turning into something you once hated???

Where tf is Rhys

Ok like I can cope with them being engaged, but are they really gonna get married???

OH THEYRE GONNA GET MARRIED

SHIT THEYRE GONNA GET MARRIED

SOMEONE SAVE HER NOT ONLY FROM THE MARRIAGE BUT THAT FUGLY DRESS

Awww it hurts reading her cry for help

YES DONT DO IT

FUCK YES FINALLY TAKE HER AWAY RHYS YES YES YES

oh shut up tampon 🙄

Ianthe sus sus for dippin like that

Awww yes rhys take her away from this bitches 🥺

Ok like I know that I want rhys to take her away but seriously tamlin isn’t gonna put up more of a fight?

Ugh yesss Lucien must have been tired for carrying the sass of the book for so long

FINALLY SOMEONE NOTICED SHES BEEN WITHERING AWAY PHYSICALLY AND MENTALLY

Wait how deep is this bargain bond (I’m still so confused about how that thing works)

I still stand by the their mates theory but idk how that works either and he hasn’t mentioned it

She’s so broken she can’t even push back at him damn her fire is really gone

Who’s the girl??? Pleaseeee no competition...

Lol Bruno Mars would def love the night court clothes

He’s having her read and put up shields wow. Also why did no one at spring court teach her how to read??? Like it’s not threatening or physically dangerous... lowkey annoyed with Lucien like the dude almost died cause she couldn’t read how come he’s not gonna teach her...

OH SHES HIS COUSIN aight that’s cool

Wow he’s actually giving her space idk I thought he would bug her a ton that’s really nice

LOL OF COURSE HES HAVING HER WRITE THAT

Nooooo don’t make her go back she’s actually eating and sleeping 🥺

DUDE WHAT WHY ARE YOU INTERROGATING HER

Bruh 🖕

Oop you just know something us about to go down at the tithe

Also for someone who said he doesn’t keep slaves the tithe is a bit sus there 😒

Dude that’s so glutinous to just keep taking and taking like that... if you have all that money why can’t you reduce their taxes!!! Also why is the Tithe so frequent tf

Are they not gonna discuss the wedding thing

Yeah what how are they supposed to pay in three days when there’s nothing??? Like most of the kingdom was under a damn spell

Is Feyre just supposed to be decoration???

Yes! There’s the backbone that we hadn’t seen from her in the last 7 chapters!

Damn tam don’t get your panties in a twist

Oh they are def gonna save her ass later

LOL I LOVE HOW SHE GAVE AWAY THE JEWELRY HE GAVE HER

HA

Sis should have given them her engagement ring 😌

Wait how many powers does Feyre have??? I need a catalogue to list which court can do what... like if autumn can do fire how come dawn and day don’t get fire??? Like I’m sure it makes sense but my mind is tired

Lolllll Alis is a whole mood

Yeah you better be saying sorry tampon 🙄

Does the mans not see she hasn’t painted anything in months??? Like read the room omg

Awww she has PTSD badddd someone come save her :(((

WTF YOU CANT JUST DO THAT DUDE WTF

Atleast he shielded her somehow

HE WASNT THE ONE SHIELDING HER

Bruh wtf is Rhys?!? Or even Lucien or Ianthe do they not like Feyre or something

BRUH WHY CANT YOU JUST HOLD HER WTF fIng horndog 😒

Sis you don’t owe him anything, but she’s so nice for trying I would have dipped so fast

YES RHYS YAYYYYYYY

Dang the clothes are even looser than before 😞

bruh these two are just wrapped in trauma aren’t they :(

Well that picture show must have kept him up at night oof

HOW DOES NO ONE CHECK TO SEE IF SHES ALRIGHT LIKE ITS NOT JUST THAT SHES NOT PAINTING THE GIRL IS LITERALLY WASTING AWAY

I expect if from tampon but damn Lucien is on some thin ice

Bro everytime I read “looks at me with worry” it physically hurts like ouch

Is this just gonna be a thing where she only gets checked on and fixed one week a month just for her to wither away again?

Yeah where is Mor? On the map the night court is so big how many Fae are in this court

The whole invading other people minds thing stresses me out.

Bruh Amarantha was bad and controlled all those courts how can something be worse than that

can someone find out what books Feyre is reading??? Like what kind of books would the High Lord of the Night Court give her to read?

Please don’t let her fall apart Rhys

Dang this book is so realistic that going through that shit can actually haunt you for a while. Most books just skip over it I like that she’s actually going through it thoroughly

WTF TAMLIN

Dude why can’t he train her??? Like she’s losing control of it might as well teach her how to wield it on purpose

Yes Lucien talk to him 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

They really don’t let her do anything at all, idk how do you live life when you feel utterly useless

Why can’t he just tell her where they’re going???

Ok Lucien earning some brownie points I guess for trying

HE DID WHAT

Bruh WHAT

RHYS WHERE YOU AT

I knew I liked Alis

How come Mor is the one getting her? Ohhhh some other weird court rules I dont understand

Damn that must have been so traumatizing for Feyre

Lolllll Rhys is about to lose his shit and I’m here for it

YES DONT GO BACK YES

YAYAYAYAY SUCK IT TWMPON

WE’RE GONNA MEET RHYS FRIENDS I think he has friends I hope he does

awwwww city do starlight sounds nice

Lol they must not know about this city if they think Rhys is terrible

HOW DOES SHE WRITE THIS WORLD my imagination isn’t even that big!!!

Aight so since this book is hella long expect multiple parts of your actually following along with this!

[engagemachine]

you know how much i luv taylor so ill go with whats her style? and whats her default expressions?

 Yayayayay! I was hoping someone would ask these. :’) 

What’s her style? 

We all know our baby girl has no monies (because she saves it for food and to throw birthday parties for the clown that he absolutely does not deserve) so most of her clothes have come from thrift shops and second-hand stores. In the past, she would really struggle finding clothes that fit her and everything she owns was just a little too big. Her jeans, her jackets, her sweaters (which she would have to roll up at the wrist because otherwise her hands would be swallowed). I think, subconsciously, Taylor would have felt comfortable in these clothes because they allow her to hide; she becomes shapeless, and blends in easy. I think that, especially after the events of Part lV of JK, larger/baggier clothes are something she would have unconsciously sought out. She feels like she can blend into the crowd wearing these, and they provide more of a physical barrier than tighter/more well-fitting clothes would. 

That being said, in the last few chapters, we’ve seen her go through quite a bit of growth, and her confidence level has taken a boost as well. In Chapter Five of Burn I mention how she’s starting to buy clothes that fit (jeans that she doesn’t have to hold up with a belt, for example) and her clothing choices are starting to evolve, too. She is buying “pretty” tops now, shirts that are “fashionable”, and she’s always liked the small details: tops with scalloped edges or the lettuce-edge sleeves. Shirts with flowers on them or some floral pattern. Little bows and sometimes lace. She likes pastels and gentle colors, baby blues and soft pinks and shades of lavender she finds calming, colors that don’t draw too much attention. She loves wearing summer dresses though, and I think this is one of the rare areas where she would gravitate towards brighter colors and bolder patterns/designs. As of recently, you’ll mostly find her in her pleated black skirt and the white polo top, which is the uniform they wear at the diner. 

To talk a little more about style and less about fit: she’s had the same pair of white Converse forever (that are no longer white, needless to say), she loves overalls and really likes denim as a texture (think jeans and denim jackets, but colored ones) because the material is thick and protective, and she has a nervous tick of digging her nails into her jeans and scratching. She likes scrunchies and those stretchy chokers (even though she doesn’t have one... yet) and I think her overall style is probably very “90s girl” which makes sense since most of her clothes are coming from thrift shops and those clothes are always usually pretty outdated. 

Oh, and, per your request, she will, at some point, get a pair of boots. ;) 

What’s her default expression? 

Her default expression is kind of wide-eyed, with her mouth slightly parted. She is always taking in the world around her and I often think she doesn’t really have an awareness for how she looks when she’s staring at other people or studying them from across the room; she’s too busy soaking up the world around her and so involved (and overwhelmed, to a degree) by all the sensory stimuli of her surroundings that she can’t think too much about what her own face/body is doing. 

I think this is definitely part of what makes her so vulnerable as well, and what makes her so easy to read. She’s so busy trying to take in her environment she often loses sight of herself and her own spacial awareness, i.e., bumping into others on accident, not being aware that someone is watching her from across the room, etc. Kind of like that scene in Chapter Five of Burn where she’s so busy ogling the Joker that she doesn’t even realize that he is ogling her (scene where he’s smoking on the couch).

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More questions to ask here!

[chrsuwu]

college!chris as your boyfriend

meeting

-okay so y’all met through mutual friends

-your sorority friend

-yesyoureinasororitywithtwicebarewithme

-anyways, your sorority friend jihyo introduced you to him at a frat party

-this is the friday before the first week of school

-you didn’t come to college with the intension of getting a crush tbh

-you actually hadn’t had a boyfriend like ever

-moving on, when jihyo introduced you two it was in his bathroom

-funny thing his best friend woojin was sick over the toilet

-as soon as you met eyes with chris, damn

-this guy is attractive

-what you didn’t know is he was thinking the same thing about you

-he thought you were gorgeous

-actually he didn’t mind that jihyo saw him and his friend were in the bathroom like that

-but he was embarrassed that you saw him

-obv, you don’t mind i mean, it’s chris bang

-jihyo ended up dragging you off somewhere else

-but damn that chris was cute

-fast forward to the monday after

-your first day actually on campus and going to class

-your first class:

-music theory I

-yup

-you’re a music major

-ifyourenotinanywaymusicalpleasebarewithme

-so you walk in the room and you immediately met eyes with a familiar curly haired boi

-“hey y/n!!”

-chris was super excited you were there

-because he didn’t have any friends in this class

-but also because he thought you were cute

-yall ended up sitting next to each other

-you came to find out chris was also a music major

-that only made him more attractive

falling for each other

-a few weeks later your sorority sisters all wanted to go to this frat party

-basically everyone on campus was going

-you felt kinda awkward

-but it was still a good time

-you ended up drinking though

-thankstodahyunbeggingyou

-and somehow between the time you started drinking and you got drunk

-you lost all your friends

-you could still stand up but

-you were still pretty drunk

-some random guy actually started flirting with you

-but a familiar friend of yours was watching this from far away

-chris was stuck in between jealous and concerned

-“oh y/n no no no-“

-he ended up confronting the guy

-then he took you outside

-“i’m gonna take you home.”

-so you both walked to your sorority

-but then chris realized

-none of your sorority sisters were back yet

-he ended up just taking you to his fraternity

-he actually was content with the idea of protecting you the rest of the night

-he sat you down on his bed and he went to the kitchen to get a throw up bowl

-but as your drunk self waited

-you slowly drifted to sleep

-“y/n i got- oh..”

-chris smiled lightly

-he liked you like this

-so calm and soft

-he gazed at your features

-that was when he realized

-he had fallen for you.

-he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable so he slept on the floor

-the next morning you woke up

-you were so confused

-where were you???

-you couldn’t remember anything from the night before either

-then chris came in the room

-“hey you’re up!”

-chris told you everything from last night

-you immediately started apologizing

-“no no, y/n, it’s okay!”

-you suddenly realized how your head was pounding

-chris of course comforted you

-and upon his soft nature you realized

-you like this guy

-like, like like him

confessions

-so a few months later

-your music theory teacher gives you two a group project

-well, the teacher let you guys choose partners

-and of course you both chose each other

-and you guys decided to do a duet

-it was going to be a very short duet

-but you two wanted to work on it almost immediately

-what you didn’t know is that chris produced music and all that jazz

-so you ended up going to his house to do the project

-seeing as he had the equipment

-you ended up working on it for hours

-it consisted mostly of you two trying to find ideas for the project

-“we should do like a lovey kind of duet!”

-chris blushed at your suggestion

-he felt like his lyrics would be too sincere if you two did it

-he shook his head and you both went back to the drawing board

-the topic of ‘home’ came up

-you and chris never really talked about home

-mostly because you knew how hard it was for chris

-but also you don’t remember the last time you were legitimately home either

-but you two ended up talking for hours about where you were from and your families

-you loved the way his face lit up when he talked about australia

-he was beaming

-when you began talking about where you were from chris listened intently

-he loved how you would describe your parents and your siblings if any

-you both ended up talking until like 9 pm

-what stopped the conversation was your stomache growling

-“i’m gonna get food real quick, do you want anything?”

-chris nodded and suggested the mcdonald’s near by

-so you left to get food while chris stayed back

-he did feel a little tired too

-he layed his head on his desk

-he wasn’t actually asleep but his eyes were closed as if he was

-so of course when you came back you were softened by the “sleeping chris”

-you sighed as you sat next to him again

-“if only you liked me back,”

-you whispered to yourself

-but you didn’t realize chris was awake

-“who says i don’t,”

-you jumped slightly

-“you’re awake?!”

-you both looked at each other

-chris couldn’t stop smiling

-you liked him too!

-you were blushing so much

-chris suddenly had an idea for the duet

-it was gonna be about the two of you singing about your homes

-and in the end y’all would harmonize and say how you made each other feel at home

making it official

-your sorority sisters were so excited to hear that chris liked you back

-but you two hadn’t put a title on it yet

-jihyo thought it was the cutest thing

-like ever

-so anyways

-chris invites you to his fraternity (what’s new)

-and as y’all kinda just lied there on his bed he asked it

-“y/n will you be my girlfriend?”

-you accepted ofc

-he was so happy

-he honestly liked you

-a lot

-he thought you were the best thing since he got to college

-oh and your professor loved the project

-he thought it was so cool how you guys combined two themes to one

-y’all got a whole A+

your relationship

-shortly after you two got together

-everyone knew you were together

-not just because of the project

-but because literally everywhere you went

-chris went too

-and everywhere chris went

-you went too

-even some of chris’s friends started to know you

-his fraternity became your second dorm basically

-liked you’d be in the living room

-and jisung would just be like

-“oh hey y/n,”

-speaking of the rest of straykids

-they LOVED you

-you became the mom REAL QUICK

-anyways back to you and chris

-i feel like you guys would meet in the library a lot

-you guys both were good students

-againbarewithmeifnot

-so you two had a lot of study dates

-like you guys just enjoy being in each other’s presence

the first kiss

-okay

-so fast foward

-y’all have been dating for a few months now

-and you both had yet to kiss

-it just wasn’t something you guys did?

-but this next week was finals week

-and chris was STRESSED

-he was studying mad hard

-you’d try to tell him to take breaks and he’d be like

-“no no i need to study i can’t fail these finals,”

-so you decided to let him be

-you didn’t want to bother him while he was super focused

-after a few days of not really talking

-you were in your room

-studying obv

-and you got a text from chris

-he said he missed you and wanted to take a break and cuddle you

-he ended up calling you

-“chris it’s like 12 am?”

-“actually it’s almost 1 am, come outside babe,”

-so you went all the way to the front door

-trying to not wake up your friends

-and boom as soon as you opened the door

-chris greeted you with your first kiss

-you two kinda stayed like that for little bit

-enjoying the moment

-until you both let go needing air

-“i wanted to do that for so long,”

the end

-yayayayay

-i hope this was okay

-but yeah

-college boyfriend chris would be cute uwu