#WOW i went overboard

[cloudcountry]

HI AUBURN!!!!!! dunno if we’re close enough moots for me to req this but could I mayhaps enter in Ashi for your 1.8k event?? 😳 (WHICH LIKE. GRATS BTW!!!! THATS CRAYCRAY POP OFF)

🤔 there’s this certain rewrite w her concerning Ghost Marriage so I was wondering if I could get a rewrite where

1.) when Ace barges in, he stops the marriage between her and Eliza instead of Idia and Eliza (and Ace gets EXTRA pissed)

OR

2.) Ashi and Ace playing around w the ghost ring and a fake one

SOME CONTEXT ABOUT THIS EVENT REWRITE;

—Ashi cross dresses and shoots for Eliza right before the final group enters to try and woo her over (cuz she sees all the guys fail and she’s like “yyyeah. watch me pull this ghost lady better than y’all)

—she succeeds actually!!! she woos Eliza over w her W rizz and allows Idia to escape

—Her and Ace previously fool around w the ghost ring; causing a real and fake to get mixed up

—so guess what. she accidentally uses a fake ring instead of the one actually needed 😔 banishing no more

—NOW ASHI’S TRAPPED AND BOUND TO MARRY ELIZA!!!!!! (and Ace is left to blame)

ALSO JUST TO CLARIFY!!!!!! <333 I’d like it to be like....... besties but mutual pining yk 🙏 cuz they’re just besties so far at this stage (Ace is in denial)

NO SWEAT IF THIS IS TOO MUCH BTW!!!! I APPRECIATE IT NONETHELESS <3 gratsgrats again!!!

AAAAA dont worry ashi!!! your oc page is very detailed so i think i can write her right!! at least i hope so ^^" THANK YOU THANK OYU <3333 AAAAA!!!!!!!

thast literally so goofy i love ALL of this LMAO (mutual pining...rubbing my hands together evilly I GOTCHA!!!)

i read that thing about him calling you cherrypie and i think thats the cutest thing :(((( but he calls you goober here since that was on yuor oc page and i thought taht was funny LMAO

AND SINCE WE WERENT MOOTS WHEN YOUR BIRTHDAY WAS AROUND BUT IT WAS RECENT PLEASEE CONSIDER THIS A BIRTHDAY GIFT FROM ME TO YOU <3 i hope you had fun :D !!!

ASHI, ACE, AND THE MARRAIGE VOWS OF DOOM!!! (1.8k details)

Ashi isn’t sure how Ace acquired it (although it most likely came from a visit with Sam) but the grin on his face melts away her concern and leaves a giddy mischief in its place.

“Doesn’t it look just like that ring the Headmage wants to use to send that bride back to her realm?” Ace laughs, twirling it around the tip of his finger, “Can you imagine what would happen if someone were to switch out the rings?”

“Ace, c’mon!” Ashi shakes her head, giggling along with him.

His grin turns wicked, and before Ashi knows it he’s snatched the real ring right out of her pocket. She shrieks for him to give it back, hurling vicious insults such as “meanie” and “stupid,” but Ace doesn’t relent.

“Where is the real ring? I bet you’ll never guess.” he smirks, holding out his closed hands.

His eyebrows are doing that irritating thing he does when he’s feeling a bit too smug.

“You’re a cheater! I bet it’s in your pocket.” Ashi lunges for him, digging her hand into his pocket as Ace jerks away, trying to get her off.

Sure enough, she pulls out the ring with a triumphant “ah ha!” Ace rolls his eyes and makes a big show of huffing about it, but his eyes linger on her radiant smile as she sticks her tongue out at him.

“It’s not like you play fair either, you goober!” he cackles, jerking his arm out to snatch the ring from her hands.

As their hands collide, both rings go soaring through the air and clatter to the floor. Ashi and Ace look over in the direction they landed, only to come to the sinking revelation that neither of them knew which one was which.

“Can you tell which one’s the fake?” Ashi asks, tilting her head.

Ace removes himself from her to confidently saunter over to the rings, scooping them off the ground and flashing them with a smirk.

“Don’t worry goober, I got it. You almost messed things up there, huh? This is totally the fake one.” Ace mocks, flicking Ashi’s nose when he’s made his way back to her and places the real ring in her hand.

“Oh quiet you!” she pinches his cheek, face heating up at the teasing.

Ace rubs his pink cheek and glares, but the glare holds no malice.

Ashi watches in amusement as Idia is thrown to the side, totally blown off by Eliza. Ashi kneels before the bride, arms outstretched as if to accept her. Eliza squeals, rushing towards her “groom” with stars in her eyes. Ashi takes her hand, gently, and gives Eliza the most affectionate look she can.

“It’s an honor to be wed to you, my lady.” Ashi grins, a dazzling smile that makes Eliza swoon in her arms.

The ring slides onto her finger, and...

Nothing happens.

Ashi looks confused but quickly schools her face. Eliza doesn't notice the way her smile falls, and instead swoops Ashi up into her arms and calls for her attendants.

“Please, escort Mr. Tamadai to the dressing rooms! I await our wedding, my darling!” Eliza giggles behind her hand, waving Ashi goodbye.

Footsteps pound on the stone flooring outside the room and Ashi looks at the door with hope. The door flies open with a loud bang, causing all the ghosts to jump out of their nonexistent skin.

Heh.

“Stop the wedding!” Ace yells, pointing an accusatory finger at Eliza, “You! Bride lady! We gotta talk!”

Eliza scoffs, all warmth in her deposition gone as Ace storms up to her with fire in his eyes. Ashi tries to go to him, but the ghosts are keeping such a harsh grip on her arms that it’s starting to hurt.

“Ace!” she yells, and he whips his head around at the sound of her voice.

He turns back to the bride with a clenched jaw and a furrowed brow.

“Listen here, all of you! You can’t just force someone to marry you! Relationships don’t work like that! Ashi doesn’t want to marry you at all! Aren’t the rest of you ashamed? You’re just enabling your princess into feeling even lonelier as the years go on because you’re not letting her let go! You all sound like useless retainers to me!” Ace yells, “Let go of Ashi right now!  I’m gonna get this ring on your finger and send you off once and for all!”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about! Mr. Tamadai was quite sweet in his courting! He even answered all my questions correctly! He's perfect!” Eliza insists, voice breaking as she speaks.

“Uh, news flash princess!” Ace snaps, “You shouldn’t be picking your prince based on a few questions. How about picking someone you can laugh and cry with? Someone you can share everything with?”

He looks over at Ashi and pauses.

“Someone that makes you feel like you can be something. Even if you know you’re a stupid troublemaker.” he says, voice softer for just a moment before he turns back to the princess, “Have your retainers taught you nothing? It’s embarrassing that I have to spell this out for you, seriously!”

Ashi squirms in the ghost's hold, her cheery smile fading into a frustrated grimace. The rare sight makes Ace’s breath hitch, and his anger only gets more intense.

“Don’t listen to him, princess!” Puffy yells, taking his place next to Eliza, “How dare you say such things! I would fight the world to make sure the princess is happy, you—!”

Ashi gnaws at her lower lip before slipping one of Ace’s stupid cards out of her pocket. Sliding it between her two fingers just like he taught her, she flicks it at Eliza.

The card reaches its mark.

The ghosts restraining her rush to their princess as she yelps out in pain and Ashi beams. It's funny how Ace’s tricks were useful in situations like this, even though all he ever used them for was to target Riddle.

“Princess!” she yells, running towards her, “Wait!”

Eliza shakes off her hovering attendants to gaze upon her groom, a sour pout on her face.

“Listening, I’m not actually a guy. I was dressing the part because my and my homies were trying to save Idia over there.” she points to the boy in question, watching as he shrivels up again at the attention, “But I think you should totally marry Puffy! He seems to really care about ya! And just like Acey said, you’re supposed to find someone you can laugh and cry with right? He was about to fight this whole room for you!”

Eliza stops as if considering what Ashi just said. Ace’s hand circles her wrist, as if ready to run and find cover if the ghosts actually do attack. His subtle concern warms her heart.

“Oh Puffy...I think I’ve finally figured it out.” Eliza turns to her ghostly companion and smiles, eyes full of love, “You’re my prince! My true love!”

“What?!” Ace squawks, but Ashi presses a finger to his lips to shush him.

“Princess...all I’ve ever wanted was to see you smile.” Puffy murmurs, cheeks turning blue, “It’s my dream...my lingering attachment...I just want you to be happy.”

“Oh, Puffy!” Eliza swoons, kissing him without a second thought.

“What just happened?” Ace blinks, absolutely baffled by the display in front of him.

“I dunno, but we should get everyone else out!” Ashi beams as the sound of groans and complaints reach their ears, “It sounds like the curse has been broken!”

As Ashi runs off to help a whining Floyd, Ace puffs up his cheeks and stares.

She looks really pretty in that suit.

[egophiliac]

I always though Mal's mom was meant to be like "Eleanor" but they stuck an M at the start honestly, Sobbing Emoji. But "Maleanor" also makes me feel less insane since in that scene where she's just handed egg Malleus to Lilia and went to battle, it sounds more like Lilia is saying "Maleanor" than "Meleanor" (Japanese accent pending). Mayhaps they went more with what it sounded like the characters were saying :0 (we don't talk about Doodle Suit to Paint The Roses)

the transliteration of her name is Marenoa (マレノア), which is what all the voice lines are saying! all the Draconias' names start with マレ (Malleus' grandma is Maleficia/マレフィシア) as a nod to Maleficent. :D it's almost certainly a take on Eleanor, which is Erenoa (エレノア), but her name is written in English at a couple points, and I was pretty surprised to see it was Mel instead of Mal!

and, like, that's fine, it wouldn't be first Twst romanization that's tripped me up (like Keito for Cater, I know that's something to do with the loanword specific to playing cards(?) but it's just not how my brain wants to read it). but now Eng has given us Maleanor! and someone else said it was spelled inconsistently between Maleanor and Maeleanor??????? so WHO KNOWS it's a SPELLING FREE-FOR-ALL

I AM torn on which I want to use, because Mel just sounds so cute to me (and is what I'm used to now), but...the Mal consistency is kinda too good to pass up. alas, alas, truly these are the most difficult conundrums of our times. 😔

[skeletap]

What a lovely thing it is to see Spinal Tap's various iterations through your art... It is like he is growing with us! Thank you for sharing even your wips... Very cool. Skeletap for ever

he really has grown as a character over the years for sure. i mean. fucking look at this evolution:

humble beginnings (captions are below each image set)

(summer-fall 2020) original concept as a self insert. shameful. what is this thing. put it back.

(oct 2020) the foundations of lovely mr pointy begin. he was supposed to be a 200x oc i believe, so starseed hasn't been introduced, and this is when he was 3 colors for some reason. spinal tap was also originally from hell, or something. the summoning thing carried over to canon but uh. from coreternia not hell, and you know how the canon one went for mr tap.

(feb 2021) we begin to see the vision appear. spinal tap's still in that weird skin suit of his. and still different colors.

(aug 2021) is where spinal tap's current-ish design comes to fruition. put some clothes on that beast.

(oct 2021) is where we get his most recent (it's been how many years???), and very outdated (it's been HOW MANY YEARS???), reference sheet that still mentions him having poison powers. he does not have poison powers anymore, by the way.

then my brain, probably already exploding with special interest, exploded a ton of amounts for a few months, and finally this started and we got spinal tap as the healer

... and then i stopped having labelled by month folders (graduated college i got a shitty not art job boooooo) and started just having one folder for all my art. but he has kept that outfit since then.

and now... in january 2024, approaching four years since his inception:

he (and skeletor) are getting another update! one that's gonna be, uh, their actual designs. canon designs! yipee!

i havent gotten to their outfits yet though. so excuse their temporary nudity.

but just looking at even spinal tap's original face vs now is uh. wow!

[bloodyarn]

How does Babette feel about being a Hexblood? Is it something she'd ever want to change, or is she happy with it?

So, Babette is never very vocal about things she dislikes (except, well, if there are bugs in her tent lol). But the whole hexblood thing…

She actively hates it. She will not hide or brush that off. From day one of travelling with the player character, Babette will vocalize how her lineage bothers her and how much she regrets her decisions. One could see the appeal of being a hexblood, like the cantrips, the ability to easily disguise oneself, faerie charm etc. Plus, she became a warlock with the pact too, which means she is not at all bad in combat.

But seeing how she never wanted to be a fighter, never wanted to step out of Baldur's Gate, she hates it. The spells are useless (in her opinion), for all she wants is a routine, an easy life. A tailor does not need eldritch blast. A tailor would not need the whole collection of fey spells. All the little lady sees is that 'ugly' growth around her head, the sickish lavender skin and her inevitable demise of becoming a hag one day.

Babette strongly believes if she just worked harder on her sewing skills and wasn't so 'lazy' to have contemplated asking a hag for help in that department, she would never have needed to give up on her humanity. Her appearance is everything, that was burned into her head since she was a child. It's all about reputation, making a great first impression. She can't remove the crown. It belies her failures. She wants her blonde hair back, her greenish eyes, her rosy cheeks. Now she just looks like a younger version of her patron.

Tldr; She would absolutely love to change it, but it's sadly not possible.

[toomanyideasandfandoms]

I suddenly wish to post about my genshin oc. The main one at least (looks at the 12 others...) djskfjfk

More under the cut cause this is gonna be long af

But it's as they grow closer to Kabu that they realized they grew attached, regret filling their head when they remembered the events that are supposed to take place. Should they change them? Can they even do that? Well it wouldn't hurt to try.

-

So they are someone who was isekaied into genshin, but during the time of Kabukimono. They essentially showed up on island with only the clothes on their back. Of course they're confused as all heck, barely recognizing their surroundings. It's only when they're found by the people of Tatarasuna and see Niwa and Kabukimono do they realize where they are. And very much as expected they freak out internally, thinking over many options they could choose for how to handle their situation.

They were a fool. It did hurt in the end, for they died alongside Niwa. Their heart placed into the box by the doctor and framed as being killed by Niwa himself. They couldn't save the boy (not puppet, they never considered him one) from his fate.

It's only when they wake up near Narukami Shrine do they realize their situation further. They can die in this world, and be returned to the living. From there they decide to wander, since they had no hope of finding the boy once more. They didn't even know how much time had passed since their death. They traveled through the nation of electro exploring what it was before the events they were familiar with.

So more time passes on, and they eventually find a way onto the mainland. They experience more deaths, but more so from them being clumsy and not experienced with dealing with the monsters of Teyvat. It never bothered them, for they knew death wasn't something to truly be afraid of. What more so bothered them was how embarrassing they were when recounting them.

Many years go by before they received word of the traveler, just arriving in Teyvat. With baited breath they slowly followed their footsteps, awaiting for when they could potentially help. While they had learned their lesson in messing with the fate the Heavily Principles had set, they at least had learn they could help with improving the course to such fate.

By the time they arrived in Sumeru, the final fight against the fatui harbinger, now named Scaramouche, was done. Quick to use this opportunity, they rush to speak with Kusanali. While it took some effort to sneak into her chambers, they were greeted with the sight of the little god tending to the unconscious man.

While talking the outlander had asked of the god to potentially erase any memory of them from the man, explaining the regret they held over not being able to help him.

Kusinali, while understanding, had refused to do so, explaining that if they truly regret it then they should attempt to make up for it in the proper way. Instead of running away. This seems to get through to them, so they agreed. Though they weren't surprised when the man had cried upon seeing them before him, rushing to comfort him. And this is where their companionship began once more, with too many small shenanigans of their bonding and blossoming relationship to list off.

-

That's about as much as I have in my head in terms of story. I mainly prefer to think over their bonding moments. Also yes it is a romantic pairing, just making that clear in case it wasn't.

Honestly I have like several versions of what the confession scene could look like, but also same with so many almost confessions. I just love these two sassing each other and it just turns into this easily readable tension that anyone could fucking see besides for them, or at least the Outlander doesn't see it dhskdjf.

They're so oblivious to Kuni's (what they call him, because they wanted to give some respect to the name he gave himself over the names that was given by others) feelings, they genuinely at first thought he only saw them as either an older sibling figure or a parental figure because of how maternal they were over him during the Kabu days. Meanwhile Kuni is practically this close to screaming in their face he's been in love with them since then, but of course he would refuse to do so because of his own dignity.

[linalilia]

so uh. i tried to redraw the i love you preview mappi and my cat ended up liking it?? so much?? like once i left it on my bed he was like "?? is this for me"

[glitzybunny]

Yo why she kinda remind me of a watermelon

A redraw of an old drawing I did... woah Februrary last year? doesn’t feel like its be that long pfff, anyway if you want to check out the original go here!

I think I’ve improved in a few parts, especially in expressions! But what do you guys think? :>

[redheadlesbianfreak]

Writer ask!!!! Boom 💞🤲🎀🍉

💞 What's the most important part of a story for you?

I think that the most important part for me is the characters, easily the characters! There have been a lot of really cool and interesting concepts and plots for stories that do not work for me... because the characters were either unimportant or uninteresting. I think that the heart of what makes a character truly great is the relationships they have with others. That's such an important thing to emphasize about writing stories. And yeah, you can have a fairly basic or overdone plot that's carried by its characters. However, there are some other factors that should be considered.

I really agree with @mannatea that the plot is important when it comes to longfics. And pacing is another big one when it comes to longfics. When writing longfics, it's a delicate dance between keeping the story moving forward and showcasing those quiet, character-building moments. If you don't have those quiet moments, you run the risk of the characters becoming obsolete and dehumanized. But too many of these moments, and you risk the story becoming completely bogged down in character interactions. And this is a trap I see longfics fall into a lot because it's very difficult to get all of these elements correct, especially if this is a one-man project.

🤲 What do YOU get out of writing?

Writing is rough if I'm being honest, especially because I'm still young and inexperienced. I don't think you hit a point where you can go "this is a piece of cake." The difficulty that comes with writing makes it so much more satisfying to see a story come together and say "hell yeah, I did that!" It's so important for your growth to see a vision through to the end when you carried that idea in your head for months. That's a lot harder than people give writers credit for, and you're allowed to be proud of yourself! I see my fanfiction writing as a tool to get better at writing, while also allowing myself to tell the stories I've always wanted to tell.

🎀 Give yourself a compliment about your own writing.

I've been able to execute some of the "high concepts" that I previously thought were impossible. And when I say "high concepts" I mean the concepts I've written about that have no real-world comparison. This includes cybersex! This is not everyone's cup of tea, but I got passionate about perfecting it. I tend to get in my head and tell myself I'm not good enough to execute my ideas. But when I actually sit down and attempt to do the work, I find that I can put my ideas into words. It's not easy, but you never know if you can do something until you try.

🍉"In what ways has writing helped you process trauma and/or navigate through your own life?"

I don't talk about writing smut a lot on this blog, just because so many people are... weird about people who write smut. But I would like to move past worrying about what other people think. If you aren't forcing it onto others, pressuring others into reading it or making fun of people who don't like it, there's nothing wrong with writing about it. Like anything else in writing, smut/sex is a tool that can be used in a number of ways. It can be used to develop characters, it can be used to reveal things about characters, it can be used for world-building, etc.

And I used to be one of those who thought sex was this gross, inhumane thing. That it was something only straight men enjoyed, that it was used to control and dehumanize women. Fun fact about me: I grew up in a Christian household, I grew up sheltered, and I grew up in the Deep South. I didn't know anything about sex, and I didn't believe that women could *feel* sexual pleasure at all. I thought it was something that was exclusive to men. And when you grow up thinking that sex is like that, it becomes frightening. ((This is why people who aren't ace can experience sexual repulsion and sexual aversion.))

When I got older, I started to realize that I wasn't attracted to men. And then I began to develop a crush on my female friends, and each time came the shame. I felt shame for feeling attracted to women, both sexually and romantically. I felt "perverse" and awful. I felt so guilty about this side of myself. I eventually began dating my girlfriend and I got introduced to a healthy sex life. And I found out how queer people have sex, and it's not just this thing for straight men.

This is when I started writing about my sexuality in the form of short stories. I was compensating for a lack of stories about sexuality and love stories about same-sex/queer couples. I wrote about queer men and women, including ace characters. I wanted to explore all the different types of relationships people could have with sex and sexuality, the confusion that comes with not quite understanding your identity, and the journey one takes to discover their sexual identity. I like to think of this as a coming-of-age story for sexuality.

A few years later, I started reading queer smut on Ao3. I became fascinated with how people explored sexuality and characters through sex, and I wanted to write about this myself. I'd spent my entire life hearing that queer sex was disgusting and perverse. I wanted to explore how it can be loving and beautiful, so I did that. I don't think my relationship with sex and sexuality is perfect. It takes a lot to undo the trauma that comes with a childhood full of beliefs that sex is evil, that it's something that can only be between cishet men and women.

But writing smut has strengthened my relationship with sex and my sexuality. Side note: I'm now going through my gender crisis, or as I like to call it, "my gender coming of age story." Am I non-binary? Am I a trans guy? I'm not quite sure yet because I still need that time to put a label on my gender identity. But I would really like to explore gender identity, trans characters, and non-binary characters in my writing because it can help me (and others). I think that fandom is a safe place to do that since so many people are supportive of trans headcanons and stories.

[uzurakis]

BLUELOCK REQS HERE!! Hehe how about (any characters you want) and what cute pet names reader and them use for each other and how they react when they first used it? Hope you have a great day!!

THEIR ENDEARMENTS FOR YOU?

featuring: itoshi rin. itoshi sae. michael kaiser. ryusei shidou. mikage reo. bachira meguru. isagi yoichi.

n. first time writing for the boys and i went overboard with 7 charas (i usually only write 4) and i could write more than this but it took every reflex in my body to stop myself. i might want to rewrite the rin one a separate full drabble in some short time ahead. thank you for the req sweetie, i hope you also have a great day/night >3<

ITOSHI RIN. you blinked, taken aback for some reason by the surprising nickname. a beaming grin appeared on your face as you made the decision to take advantage of the moment. “baby?” you repeated, teasing every piece of him. “since when did you start calling me that, rinnie?”

he rolled his eyes, clearly flustered. “don’t call me that,” he muttered, shifting uncomfortably. but you leaned closer, unable to resist teasing him further. “aww, does baby rinnie not like his new nickname?” you cooed, batting your eyelashes playfully.

rin’s eyes narrowed, and he huffed in annoyance. “fine, i’ll call you dumbass instead,” he snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. it has come to a conclusion that you two will never stop pestering each other.

RYUSEI SHIDOU. "damn, sexy mama, lookin’ good," he called out, and before you could react, he grabbed the belt holes of your jeans, pulling you close with a playful tug. you could see the amusement in his smile and the naughtiness so very visible in his eyes.

you felt your cheeks heat up at his unexpected move and nickname. “shidou!” you exclaimed, half-laughing and half-embarrassed. “god, when did you come up with that?”

he leaned in, his hands messing up your hair. “just calling it like i see it,” he teased, pulling your hair back behind your ear as he lowered his lips right beside it. “you like it, doncha?”

MICHAEL KAISER. “i’m off to practice, mein liebling,” he tied his shoelaces as you stood by the door. you looked at him, puzzled by the unfamiliar words. “mein liebling?” tilting your head, wanting to tell you don’t understand any ounce of german. “what does that mean?”

kaiser smirked, clearly enjoying your confusion. “you can search for it yourself,” he replied, leaning back against the wall. “i’m a busy man, you see.”

you pouted, playfully nudging his shoulder. “come on, michael, tell me. is it something nice?” he chuckled, revealing his red eyeliner as he closed his eyes in amusement. “of course it is, idiot,” he teased. “i’m calling you an idiot in german.”

raising an eyebrow, you’re clearly unconvinced. but kaiser shrugged nonchalantly. “well, you’ll just have to trust me,” he continued, yet you caught a sly grin that flashed across his face. oh, he’s definitely messing with you.

MIKAGE REO. “here you go, milady,” he said, placing your cup in front of you with a flourish and a slight bow.

“milady?” you paused before taking a sip from your cup. “wow, reo, what a gentleman you are today,” you teased, maybe thinking of calling him ‘my lord’ in return.

the man stood up straight, smirking broadly, and sat down across from you with his knees crossed.. “well, i aim to please,” he replied, his tone light and teasing. “only the best for you, milady.”

ITOSHI SAE. your boyfriend raised an eyebrow, oblivious to the effect his words had on you. “is something wrong?” he was slightly concerned. “what’s up with you?”

you tried to suppress your flustered state, but the blush on your cheeks betrayed you. “no, nothing’s wrong,” you stammered, a shy smile tugging at your lips. “it’s just… you called me ‘love’.”

he paused for a moment, then shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips. “i guess i did,” he said, sitting down across from you. “well, get used to it. because that’s how i feel about you, love.”

BACHIRA MEGURU. "here, cutiepie!" he jogged over to you, a big grin plastered on his face as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

you took his face and used the towel you were holding to wipe away his sweat. “cutiepie, huh?” you replied, pinching his cheeks with the other hand. “that’s a very sweet thing coming from you, meguru.”

bachira laughed, plopping down beside you and draping an arm over your shoulders. “well, i think it suits you perfectly,” voice always light and playful. “you’re the cutest person i know.”

ISAGI YOICHI. “hey, angel,” he greeted, his voice a bit shy as he scratched the back of his head. his cheeks were flushed, not just from the run, but also from calling you by the new nickname.

your heart fluttered at his words, and you couldn’t help but lean in to press a soft kiss to his cheeks. “you’re adorable when you’re embarrassed, you know that?” you teased, pulling back slightly to see his reaction. “so, you’re calling me angel?”

isagi’s blush deepened, and he looked away, clearly embarrassed. “yeah, um… i just thought it suited you,” he mumbled, his fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “but if you don’t like it, i can stop.”

@uzurakis

[cartierre]

RACE MY MIND | tom blyth

SOCIAL MEDIA!AU tom blyth x fem!driver!reader

side note: that's my man right there aaaaahhhhh side note pt2: for story purposes, we're just going to act as if tbosas came out before the end of the 2023 season! side note pt3: went a lil overboard with the interviews oops

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yourusername fan service went a lil crazy with this one

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[ay4tou]

a recipe for disaster | gun park x reader

summary: in compensation for gun spoiling you left and right, you decide to bake for him but instead of making a cake, you make a mess.

author's note: yall this has been in my notes for so long i can finally post it 💔 | masterlist

As much as you loved Gun's thoughtful gestures, it was starting to make you feel a little guilty.

“Why do you always do this?” you’d asked the night before as he handed you a new set of earrings, delicate and shining.

“Because I want to,” he'd reply simply, brushing off your protests with that effortlessly charming grin. “You deserve it.”

Gun had always had a habit of going overboard when it came to spoiling you. It started with small, thoughtful gifts, like your favorite coffee or a pretty bracelet you said you wanted.

But recently, his gestures had become almost overwhelming. Last week, he surprised you with a designer handbag that you’d only admired through a store window. Then came the limited-edition perfume you’d mentioned briefly, followed by a necklace with your initials engraved in gold.

How could you ever match the effort he put into making you feel special?

It wasn’t that you didn’t love the gifts. It was just that you wanted to give something back. Something special. Something that showed how much you appreciated him.

And that’s how you found yourself in the kitchen the next morning, armed with a cookbook, a bag of flour, and sheer determination.

“I guess I’ll bake him a cake,” you muttered to yourself, flipping through the pages. “How hard can it be?”

The answer, you discovered, was very hard.

First, you spilled flour on the counter. Then you realized you forgot to preheat the oven. The eggshells ended up in the batter, and somehow, the color of the icing turned out to be way worse that you thought.

But still, you were determined to finish. After all, it was the thought that counted... right?

By the time the cake was in the oven, you were exhausted, but you smiled, imagining his reaction to seeing the cake.

That smile quickly faltered when the timer went off and you pulled the cake out of the oven.

It was lopsided. It was slightly burnt. And it looks a bit ugly. Just a tiny bit though.

While you were staring at it, defeated, contemplating if you should do another one, discard it, or just stick with it until you heard beeping from the entrance of your apartment and the front door was open.

You scrambled to hide the cake, but it was too late. Gun appeared in the doorway, taking in the sight of you covered in flour, the chaotic state of the kitchen, and that... thing on the counter.

"The fuck?" He squinted his eyes, making sure he wasn't dreaming. "Did a robbery take place here?"

His brows lifted in surprise, but seeing your reaction, he thought you were a bit offended so he tried to lighten up the mood.

“Were you… were you trying to cook?" He gestured to the cake.

"Wow, it's, um, really... something.”

You crossed your arms, pouting. “I was trying to do something nice for you, okay? But it didn’t exactly go as planned.”

Gun walked over, his blank face remaining but inside he was really trying not to laugh.

He brushes a bit of flour off your cheek. “Why would you do something like this? Why risk yourself trying to bake when we all know you can't bake for the life of it?”

You rolled your eyes, annoyed at his remarks on your attempt to be a loving partner and seeming to completely ignore your efforts. “Yeah, well, I wanted to try. But I’m never baking again. Ever.”

“I feel bad." He chuckles. "Why don’t we clean this up together, and then I’ll take you out for dessert? My treat.”

You smiled up at him, your earlier frustration melting away. “Sure. But only if you promise not to laugh about this again.”

“No promises,” he said with a teasing grin, already grabbing a dishcloth.

As the two of you worked side by side to clean up the mess, you couldn’t help but feel grateful for him, gifts or no gifts. Because at the end of the day, it was the moments like these that mattered most.

And maybe next time, you should probably just buy a cake.

[love-marimo]

Hiii Lili <3 could I request one piece character (idk for who you write, so u can choose!) reaction to a reader who is very normal looking girl (doesn't stand out from the crowd to say soo) but in battle/confrontational situation becomes a complete, very violent and dangerous, destruction machine?

The circumstances or if she is friend or foe, you can choose, whatever let's you more inspired. ✨ If you don't like or feel very inspired by the prompt it's okay, I just really liked your writing style ♥️

There is More Than What Meets the Eye (Monster Trio x Fem!Reader)

ー hello!! thanks for the ask. this is actually such a fun idea. i went a little overboard with this one lololololol. and i decided to go with the monster trio ♡ hope u like it :3 if you/anyone wants to read sth about other characters,pls lmk! i currently write for jjk, genshin and of course, one piece ★

ー as always, requests and commissions are open! ♡ (im bored pls give me something to do :'3)

cw: mentions of weapons, violence, and battles

Luffy

he's not someone who likes to expect things from anything, let alone anyone.

but he gets really amused easily.

(luffy is a big yolo person, and it shows)

he is naturally protective of his crew though, and that includes you.

but at the same time, he trusts that everyone is capable of fighting and surviving on their own, so he doesn't think much of your capabilities. he just knows that you're strong.

you had just recently joined the crew and you're figuring out how you can help.

you help with franky and usopp with the ship's repairs.

then you tend to the plants with robin.

then you help sanji cook lots of meals (because luffy eats like a monster)

and then you asked nami if you can clean the study room for her so she can make maps comfortably.

and after all that, you joined zoro to workout with him.

for a normal person, doing all these things would exhaust one at the end of the day, but in your case, you seem to never run out of energy.

the crew is thankful for your help, but what they didn't realize is that you never run out of stamina to just do things.

until luffy points out how restless you are.

"hey, don't you ever get tired?"

you were about to answer him when you noticed the presence of a few marine ships at your tail.

the crew panicked and prepared to change course.

when they fired cannonballs, you immediately caught each and every one of them and threw them back at the ships, causing a simultaneous explosion.

there was one cannonball that you almost missed, so you were quick to grab it.

imagine luffy's surprise when you crushed it with your bare hand before it exploded.

everyone pretty much had their jaws on the floor.

luffy practically had sparkling eyes asking you how you did it.

"wow, i never knew you could do that!"

"what other things can you break with one hand?"

"here, can you break this huge weight?"

you were confused, but you obliged, breaking the weight in half.

"so cool!!"

since then he would start attacking you out of nowhere, trying to catch you off guard.

well that never happened, so one day he'll mope about it.

"hey, seriously, what's your secret?" he asks, poking your cheek.

"there is no secret." you laugh. "i just like to train my body."

"well, that's boring." he complains.

after a while though, he smiles at you.

"i honestly thought you look weak. but you're strong, so keep it up!" he said, pointing his thumbs up.

you didn't know whether to laugh or feel offended, but you took it as a compliment.

it feels good to feel needed by your friends.

Sanji

sanji thinks you're the most vulnerable person in the crew.

he doesn't mean to be condescending or anything.

but you just seem so… bland.

and it's not that he thinks you're so weak to the point that you can't defend yourself. part of him just assumes that you're average when it comes to strength and the other wants to protect you because you're a girl and you're pretty.

one day though, you're docked at an island to stock up on supplies and you forgot to tell the crew that you're going shopping by yourself.

sanji panics. what if something bad will happen to you?

something did happen to you.

you almost got robbed.

and sanji saw you manhandle the robber in a flash, and the next thing he knew, you were pointing a dagger to the robber's eyes.

it was so close and he can feel you wanting to gouge them out.

sanji hid himself for a moment, observing how you fight against the enemies.

you were practically raging, beating them up even if though they're already helpless.

one would try to beg for your mercy but you're pissed off. so you punched them hard in the face, knocking them unconscious.

sanji quietly had a nosebleed.

you were just so?? hot??

i mean you already are beautiful in his eyes but something about you being this strong turns him on surprised the shit out of him.

after you're done, you turned towards sanji, going back to your normal self.

"sanji! i didn't notice you were there."

"oh, i love it when you're violent and sadistic y/n-swann!"

he'll practically throw himself at you, showering you with compliments and following you around like a dog.

"forgive me for saying this, but i didn't realize you were that strong." he'll say.

"well, now you know!" you smiled at him.

instantly had heart eyes

"you are my beloved strong woman! woof!"

ever since then, he'll be even more batshit crazy about you.

every time you display your strength in front of him and the crew, it will take every bit of his will power not to pass out.

Zoro

this man…

he doesn't look like it, but he's very good at reading people

he got it after years of travelling on his own as a pirate bounty hunter

he may not have a good sense of direction, but what he's good at is sensing the strength of his opponents.

given that he's in a fight with one.

it's something he honed over time, so that he can create his own strategies when in battle.

like luffy, he knows that you're strong, and you work well in a team or on your own.

what he doesn't know (or at least he isn't aware of) is the lengths your strength can reach.

he has a gut feeling that you never went all out in your time as a member of the strawhat crew. (he's right)

so his competitive ass decides to test you through a spar.

you get fired up by the idea, since you've been wanting to train with zoro for a while now.

"ready? i won't go easy."

what a cocky bastard tbh.

you're very focused on him.

you're literally the definition of "lock on" every time you fight.

after you took weapon of your choice, you began to spar.

since you're on the deck of the sunny, you were both careful not to use complicated techniques to avoid destroying the ship. but you both still gave your all, unwilling to show any blind spots to one another.

chopper admired both of you on the sidelines, and the clashing of your weapons were heard by everyone on the ship.

"hey, moss head! what do you think you're doing-" sanji tries to interrupt.

then you landed a blow to make zoro lose his grip on his swords.

you ended up on top of him, and you pointed the back of your weapon on his chest.

he expected this so he wasn't surprised.

he found it amusing even.

"knew you were hiding something." he chuckled, uncharacteristically admitting defeat.

"but i'm not! i guess i got a little ahead of myself. sorry." you say, looking away from him, a little flustered.

"what are you sorry for? your strength? you know that's a pretty useless thing to apologize for." he replied.

since that day, he respected you more, and you would train together.

heck, when you're on an island, you'll find spacious and uninhabited places where you can spar with him to go all out.

it almost always ends in a draw.

zoro would go easy on you on the ship because you both know that it's not ideal to fully use your powers.

so the times where you can both give your all, you both make the most of it.

he teaches you how to use swords, and if you already know how, he'll teach you some of his techniques.

much to your happiness.

"you're pretty good, honestly. you can easily catch your enemies off guard with how you look." he admits to you one time.

"that's kind of offensive. but i'll take it!" you laugh.

ー Lolita

[27-orange-lily]

drawing request: kuwameshi first kiss or date, and theyre both really shy/embarrassed about it

Okay wow I got struck by a beam of inspiration and went waaaay overboard with this one, hope y'all enjoy (read from R->L)

[alientee]

Alastor x Jessica Rabbit reader part 3

I lied there will be a fourth part 🤣 sorry I’ve been gone for so long. By the way this amazing art was drawn by @klaudia96art it’s based on this story I just had to have me and my demon drawn lol

Alastor and you made it back to the hotel without any more problems, you both headed towards the kitchen the kitchen. “Alright darling I’ll get the ingredients out, I can’t wait to taste your cooking once more.” You set your gift down on the table pulling your hair back. “Well considering I’ve spent so much time with your mom I bet it’ll taste just as good as hers.”

You start to wash your hands and hear something crash to the ground. As you turn around Alastor is looking at you with a thin smile his eyes as wide as they can get. “H-how is my ma….I’m sure she has her doubts that id ever show up in heaven seeing as it’s been so long” You walk towards him bringing your hand up to caress his face. He leans into your touch his eyes looking more gentle than crazed as usual. When it came to his mother Alastor wanted nothing more than to make sure she was happy, her opinion is what mattered most in the world. "She always say’s she just hopes your alright and happy wherever you are. And that she misses you.”

Alastor rest his head into your neck, inhaling your scent. It had been so long since he’s been able to hold you, to feel content again. Usually he hates being touched by others, it feels like a disgusting burn he can’t get rid of. He was never a fan of touch unless he initiated it, unless it was from his mother and you were soon added to the equation. A thought hit him and once again he was tense pulling back looking at you frantically like an actual deer caught in headlights.

“Please don’t tell her why I’m down here. It would break her heart, and I can’t stand the thought of knowing I disappointed her.” You could feel his fingers tighten on your shoulder, any harder and he would break skin. As you tried to calm him down you realized just how much your husband was still there. Yes he was a killer and a cannibal who had no problem taking in the joy in the suffering of others. But he was still a mamas boy through and through.

“Alastor I have to tell your mom I saw you she misses you so much. She just wants to know you’re doing ok. But I won’t tell her…. Why you’re down here, it’s not my story to tell anyway.” He paused for a moment sighing “I suppose that’s good enough for me….. should we start cooking?”

“Oh no mister I’m cooking. Your gonna sit down and relax” you push alastor to the table pulling out a chair for him “But dear-“ “No buts! It’s been so long since I cooked for you. I missed spoiling my husband hehe.” Alastor could only sigh and lean both arms on the table his hand resting in his hands looking at you with that large goofy smile. “If you insist sugar”

As you began to cook more of the residents started to show up much to alastor an annoyance. Angel was the first one to walk through. “Wow toots you got it smelling great in here! Watcha cooking?” You giggled, you were kinda embaressed to say you went overboard with the cooking. “Well I made jambalaya, shrimp and grits, fried chicken, corn bread and a peach cobbler. Husk almost spits out his drink at the spread your making.

“I know I went to overboard, it’s just been so long since I’ve cooked for alastor I wanted to make all his favorites minus the cobbler. Feel free to join us I know we won’t eat it all.” You hear alastor muttering under his breath that the others could leave. You went back to cooking as the rest of the residents filled in but you stare at Charlie when she entered with a man who looked just like her. When both your eyes lock he looks at Charlie happily. “Charlie is this the angel you were telling me about?”

You leave the stove and walk towards him “hello I’m ____,It’s nice to meet you.” Lucifer pulls your hand up to his lips kissing it. “Charmed, it’s a pleasure to meet you” the room is filled with a sound of large static making everyone cringe. Lucifer is the only one who looks bored, rolling his eyes. “Problem bell hop?” Alastor is by your side in an instant.

“Keep your mouth away from my wife” Lucifer looks at you and alastor back and forth until his eyes land on Charlie. “So you weren’t kidding, he’s actually married….. to them…..and you agreed to marry him willingly not by force?” He looks back at you and seeing you nod in confirmation is all he needs for him to put a deadpan look on his face. “…….But you’re way out of his league like waaaaaay out of his league. Plus I don’t think Bell hop boy here knows how to…..satisfy needs that’s arnt cananalistic?” “I beg your pardon? Why the fuck does everyone keep bringing that up?”

You shake your head as you hear angel dust laughing in the back ground. Saying how he had said the same thing earlier, in between laughs. “Yes so I’ve been told, and I think he’s in my league just fine, I can’t wait to show y’all the pictures after dinner, alastor was so handsome hehe.” Alastor looks caught off guard for a second before grabbing your shoulder. “Now dear I’m sure no one wants to see that-“

“He’s lying”

“We all want to see it”

“My rival in hissss youth? Excellent ammunition for later batlesssss”

Alastor just looks more annoyed but seeing your big doe eyes looking at him reminding him so much of why he couldn’t resist your wims when you were both alive. “Very well but you will only see the pictures of my choosing and there will be no more than 3” Everyone groaned but accepted it knowing alastor shouldn’t be pushed over the edge. “Foods ready! I hope y’all like it” Everyone starts to make a plate except for alastor, you make him two plates with all the food you made on them except for the dessert.

While you serve him his plate kissing his cheek everyone can’t seem to stop staring,even nifty. Seeing the very independent radio demon getting served with a goofy smile on his face was so domestic and strange. But what no one else expected was for you to make a plate for Lucifer. He started thanking you profusely looking really shy about it. Everyone else was trying to scoot away from alastor who was starting to let his shadow tendrils rise. “Thank you! So much but I’m… you didn’t have too. Not that I’m not grateful! It’s very sweet of you”

“It’s my pleasure you are the king after all.” “Oh NO no no no no no. Please treat me like any other guest. I hate all the kingly stuff haha. How bout I make you a plate full of pancakes tomorrow?” You shrug stating you’re only here for today but you appreciated the offer.” Cherri bomb looked at you giving you a crooked smile. “So tell us about you and smiley, any good stories?” You tried to think of the least embarrassing but most entertaining memory you can think of.

“Well now that I know Al’s past this story makes much more sense now. Me and him went camping with some of my friends. Mind you I’ve known these people for over 10 years. One of my friends got really drunk and ended up falling off a cliff but he swear he was pushed, but none of us believed him because he was waisted. Then a bear ended up chasing him because he had leftover food in his pocket. He just had terrible luck the whole trip and guess who was near him that whole time.”

Everyone turned to look at alastor who continues to eat with a thin smile. “What? He talked over everyone, made crude jokes to my wife, and thought he could play jokes on ME of all people. The trip was more enjoyable with him unconscious. He should consider himself lucky he’s not dead, had he not been my wife’s good friend he wouldn’t have left the camp grounds.”

“I still can’t believe all of that really was you” You made your way back to the sink to clean the dishes, you could hear all the complements on your food and while you thanked them you could feel something pulling at your side. It’s nifty, and it looks like she’s trying to reach for your face. “A mess! Don’t worry I’ll get it miss.” You didn’t know what on earth she was taking about untill you felt someone come behind you and a wet sensation on your cheek.

It didn’t dawn on you what happened until you saw Alastor behind you. You blush in embarrassment realizing that he licked your cheek. “You had a little sauce on your face dear, now come sit and eat” you were about to comment until angel muttered. “I can’t believe I got that” you turned to see him holding his phone up, he must’ve wanted to take pictures of you and alastor. Speaking of alastor you don’t think you could move fast enough to stop him from pouncing at angel dust.

Speaking of alastor you don’t think you could move fast enough to stop him from pouncing at angel dust. “Alastor No!” Lucky enough Lucifer had been enough to restrain him. But if looks could kill both Lucifer and Angel would be dead by now. Seeing as the “big dick in charge” had a hold on Alastor, Angel Dust decided to get one final jab in. “Can you tell us a story now of why Ole freak face is sad in the sack?”

Too bad for him Lucifer’s grip couldn’t hold shadows though.

This was not proof read much~

@fairyv-ice @sirens-and-moonflowers @cannibalcoyote @jyoongim @thereeallink @sakuraluna2468 @fandomfan-102 @crystal-freak24

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♡. Stuck by the glue🎐🍃🌧

Pairing: literature student Wonwoo × literature student gn reader. (University au) ( edit: though I have mentioned "she/her" pronouns once. Sorry about that 😭)

Genre: fluff, lots of fluff and bit of crack lol, established relationship, there's lots of kissing | Word count: 1.5k [ik I went overboard lol] | MASTER LIST

Song rec: tip toe by hybs // glue song by beabadoobee ft clairo // love scene by baekhyun [yes title is inspired by the glue song]

Warning: there's lots of kissing ? And Wonwoo rides a bike.

Summary: you were at your boyfriend's place. you were bored and Wonwoo is reading. So Wonwoo came up with the idea of taking you to a bookstore he came across few days back

Note: here's some oddly specific details🍃 reader is tall but shorter than Wonwoo and wears glasses and even if you dont wear glases that is also okay (This is for all my tall glass girlies and gays out there because I'm one of them as well)

Taglist: @hongmingo , @shuabby1994 , @unlikelysublimekryptonite , @asyre , @yumiyumis-blog @soobunsbun , @nishloves , @aaniag , @sikuthealien , @jespecially , @thepoopdokyeomtouched (girlie lemme know if you were in my taglist 😭 because I've lost track of it😭)

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A nice pleasant Sunday afternoon. You came over to Wonwoo's apartment for lunch. You both don't live too far away, barely ten minutes away from each other. After lunch you laid on one side, on the sofa, your head resting on Wonwoo's lap. You were going through random shows on TV. One of Wonwoo's hands was caressing your hair while the other held a book he was reading. To be more accurate, going through the reading material suggested by their professor in class. You were bored. Not because of Wonwoo nor the random tv show displayed in front of you. Wonwoo did notice that. "Are you okay? Or you're bored? Which one?"

"Jeon Wonwoo am I that transparent-" you turned to look at him, your lips pressed in a thin line.

"Well maybe anyone can figure that out because you are going through random tv shows without actually watching them" He said while squeezing your cheeks.

"Okay then what about the book you're reading? Is it doing any better?" You said.

"I am particularly not liking it at all and reading it for the sake of my degree" He said with a forced smile really did explain that he was suffering.

"Wow okay, things we go through as literature students huh, even I hated some reading material from the previous semester. I swear to God they were so sexist and insufferable I don't even want to talk about those anymore" You said mulling over that for a few moments.

"Yeah exactly but I was asking if you're bored baby" He had a soft smile on his lips clearly because he saw that you got distracted from what he asked you previously. You were flustered about the fact that you went a bit off topic.

"Umm well yes I am and what will you do about that?"

"Hmmm lemme think…" he paused to think and then continued "we can go to a bookstore? there's a new one I came across, it also sells second hand books which are cheap"

"What-" you were always over the moon whenever you went book shopping with your boyfriend. "Oh yes we are going to the bookstore now!!"you exclaimed in sheer excitement. One thing Wonwoo knew is that you loved books and anything related to books. Bookstores had a special place in your heart, his too since that's how both meet. In a bookstore. Nearby your university. On a busy rainy monday afternoon.

"Alright sweetheart, wear your shoes and cardigan, I'll go get changed okay?" He said and then pressed a kiss on your cheek. You nodded and then started getting ready and fixed your hair too.

Wonwoo came out of his room after a few minutes in a sap green hoodie and wide legged jeans and… riding gloves?

He walked up to you. "So I'm guessing you're ready let's goo then"

"Umm baby are you gonna give me a ride as well?" you looked at his gloves and then raised your eyebrows.

"What kinda ride exactly are you talking about baby?" Wonwoo smirked.

"Eyyyy shut up you dirty minded weirdo I'm talking about the gloves you're wearing" you smacked his arm while the blush on your cheeks were becoming even more evident.

"Well yes love I'm gonna give you a ride to the bookstore because it's a little far away" Wonwoo squished your cheeks with both of his hands and planted a peck on your lips. You both put on your shoes and walked out of his apartment. Wonwoo locked the door and handed you your helmet. Wonwoo riding a bike was your favorite genre of Wonwoo. You found that really attractive of him for some reason. You also remember him, giving you a ride to your home because it was raining and you weren't carrying an umbrella. As cliche as it sounds like a scene from romantic dramas, that was the first ever time you saw him riding a bike and giving you a ride as well. You liked that feeling of holding someone close and resting your chin on their shoulder. And that someone became Wonwoo.

When you both reached the bookstore you saw it's an old bookstore and is a little dilapidated but it had its own beauty in its way.

"It's quite an old one, you know. I came across this a few days back while the night out with the guys" he said.

"Oh ohhh I see"

You both entered the bookstore and were greeted by an old man.

"Ahh we have a young couple as customers today! Good afternoon to you both. New books are on the ground floor, the second hand ones are upstairs" the old man may have aged a lot but he seemed to be very cheerful for his age which you really liked.

"Good afternoon grandpa and thank you" You both greeted him and went inside the bookstore. You felt a hand around your waist.

"We really do give off couple vibes huh"

"Yes honey we do! now coming to the point on what books we wanna buy"

"I'll guessing it's either a horror or a romantic one"

"No, I mean well yes that would differ if there's any book which grabs my attention and you're gonna follow me and hold the books" you smiled and if anything that made his heart melt.

"Why is she so cute, so enthusiastic about her interests, god I love her so much" He thought to himself.

"Wonu back to earth are you even listening?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Yes I got it I heard what you said" He said.

You both started looking through the romance section first but didn't end up finding anything much interesting. Then you both went through the crime and thriller. It's like that's where the magic happens.

"Wonu wonu! Isn't this the locked room mystery novel you were searching for?" You held a book named "The Village of Eight Murders" by Seishi Yokomizo.

"Oh yess I was. There's also a fourth book, the last book of the series The Inugami Curse" He said and then took the book from your hand going through the pages.

"Found it!" You said after finding the fourth book. He raised his eyebrows and looked at you. "So are we.." you cut him off mid sentence "we're taking these two, hold them baby" you were happy to finally found the book he was searching for. He was happy too.

"Wonwoo?" you called him by his name, your voice was soft.

"Yes love" He said, his fingers still going over the titles of each book on the shelf he's looking through. You turned and looked at him.

"I wanna go upstairs" you said.

"Hmm alright let's go" he said while a soft smile lingered on his lips.

While going upstairs y'all heard the rain suddenly started pouring down.

"See I told you it will rain tomorrow around this time, now I want my kiss baby" Wonwoo said grinning.

"Nope you aren't getting any right now especially not when we are here standing inside a bookstore" You said with a playful smile on your face. The books upstairs were second hand books so it was common to come across the one's which might have damaged covers too. Wonwoo picked out a book for you.

"y/n isn't this the book you were talking about yesterday? Its cover is slightly torn though" Wonwoo handed you the book. It was "The Remains of the Day" by Kazuo Ishiguro.

"Oh my God yesss! I'll buy this and we can glue that part you know" you said looking at the torn cover of the book he was holding.

"Yeah it's like how books helped me glue to you and we ended up in a relationship"

"My my aren't you being so cheesy for someone who's standing in the fiction aisle with me" You gave him a coy look and then went back searching through the shelf of books.

"Well then love what about kissing in the bookshops as well, like they do in the romance books"

A blush crept your cheeks and ears. You turned to look at him. He smiled looking at your flustered face, his eyes traveling back and forth on your eyes and then your lips.

"Since when did you become so romantic-" your sentence was cut off by him putting his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to the side slowly. And then he pressed his lips against yours. A soft and warm kiss in the middle of a crispy old bookshop while the euphonious sound of the rain drizzling played outside. He pulled away shortly after but you chased for his lip even more.

"I always was and you're cute when you want more you know" he whispered, his cheeks slightly flushed now as well.

"Yes of course you are" you mumbled and pouted.

"We should check out these books, you know" you said.

"Yes love we will but let's just stay here until the rain slacks off" Wonwoo said as he took you by your hand and made your way to the couch placed on the right side of the room.

"Till then we'll sit here okay?" Wonwoo made himself comfortable sitting beside you.

"Yeah you're right" You said leaning on his shoulder.

Let's just say,he made your day a lot better than before.

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A/n: my exams are finally over so yes I'm back and I'll write more ig. A lotta drafts are piled up literally. Also feedbacks and reblogs are really appreciated. I have proofread once but lemme know if there's any grammatical errors.

ALSO YES I WAS LITERALLY GIVING Y'ALL BOOK RECS THROUGH THIS CUZ DUH I'M AN ENGLISH MAJOR TOO.

[blustarpilot]

Have some doodles of my yellow cat oc, Hetre (and some Leshy and Lamb too)! Yes I went overboard… but the art bug bit me and there was no going back…

The lamb found him in a burnt down village during one of their many crusades. At first he didn’t want to join the Lamb, but after a bit of convincing, and realizing he had nowhere else to go, he agreed to join the Lamb’s cult (as bizarre as that sounded). The cat had some… difficulties adjusting to the cult at first, and some followers were even scared of him, but with hard work and many years passed, he became a respected member of the cult. He took on the job of being the head lumber worker, and lead many of the missionaries that go out to hunt for food. Many more years later he earned the biggest title someone like him, could ever dream of, and became the second disciple of the Lamb. He is a kind and quiet follower of the Lamb and loves to help out around the cult. He can become very aggressive if provoked enough (or with the right words). He is also surprisingly strong and tall.

Wow… that is a long backstory… sorry for rambling.

Also I won’t be online for a week as I’m going on vacation so see you then!