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webslingingslasher · 9 months ago

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happy valentine's day!

MONDAY: 13:52

‘hi.’ Peter squints at the message, then the unsaved number. He's not sure how, but it’s a scam.

‘i’d like to have your attention, please.’ Peter rolls his eyes, swiping left to not only delete but report the number as junk. No doubt it was a bot or someone with a flair for sextortion.

A new number. ‘that was actually so rude of you, parker.’

‘unblock me right now.’

Peter shifts in his seat, he does a slow look around the room and finds nothing off putting or alarming.

‘Who is this?’

Green bubbles pop up. ‘unblock me and i’ll tell you.’ Peter was right to guess about extortion. Another swipe, blocked and reported. Peter wasn’t participating in any games.

A new number. ‘oh, now you’re just being cute.’

Peter feels his heart pick up a bit, it’s a tad threatening and now he’s overthinking it a little. What if someone has it out for him? Is there a mark on his back? ‘Please leave me alone.’

‘no.’

‘can we play 21 questions?’

Peter’s face scrunches up, he spins his head around one more time, someone is fucking with him. He has no clue who has time for something like that in university, but he’s not a willing participant anymore, not since high school.

‘Leave me alone. Go torment a freshman.’

‘i don’t like freshmen. i like you.’ Peter chews at his bottom lip, there was a second of hesitancy but he knows the truth deep down. ‘I’m blocking you.’

‘sure. i’ll keep texting you, too.’

‘I’ll change my number.’

‘noooo please don’t do that. i had to work hard enough to get it the first time.’ Peter doesn’t respond. He blocks the number and moves on, and they don’t try to text him again.

Until the next day and Peter knows two things for certain. There is a note in his backpack, and it wasn’t there before his econ lecture. He remembers pulling that pocket open before he started notes, then when he went to zip it up, a note.

This upsets him. What good was any sense when someone could get that unnoticeably close to him without him knowing? Second, it’s a little frustrating not to know who this person is and how it most likely is connected to the texts he had a few days ago, and that it’s an extremely long played joke that’s mostly boring.

‘Peter Parker-

You’ve been secretly admired. It might not be very secret, because I think you’ve caught me staring at you a thousand times. I like you a lot.

Hopefully liked back,

-X’

But a part of him believes it’s true. He’s trying to think of who’s in his lecture, if he’s caught them staring then they’re either to the side or behind him. There are too many faces, too many times he’s been looked at, he’s almost centered, it’s his fault for choosing a focal point.

Instead of throwing it away, he refolds the pink handwriting and puts it back into place before hitching a strap over his shoulder and sliding behind chairs. One, two steps up he glances at your face, you have a weak smile, he returns the same kind, it’s more like a polite nod. Peter’s always thought you were pretty and he thinks you're nice.

But really, he’s wondering who left the note.

10:30

‘did you get my note?’ Peter does his normal scan across campus, again, his fault for being out in the open. This person could be anywhere, he’s on a picnic bench with a group of friends. If he’s smart, he’d start limiting himself to contained spaces and make you show yourself.

‘Yeah. Who is this?’ Peter’s thumbs dance around the screen waiting for a reply, it comes quick. ‘i told you. x.’ He stops himself from rolling his eyes, he doesn’t know anyone with an ‘X’ anywhere in their name.

‘Is that an initial?’

‘actually, i’m pretty sure it’s british for kiss.’

‘That’s a wild take. Are you saying the UK is responsible for XOXO’s?’

‘i’d like to make you responsible for my xoxo’s.’ Peter chews his bottom lip, he won’t play into anything in writing. He doesn’t believe this for a second, everything about this feels off. Someone’s fucking with him and they’re also in his class, or they have someone in on it in his class.

But this is too advanced.

‘sorry. i don’t mean to like harass you or anything. you’re really hot but you scare me, i don’t think you would like me so idk, maybe if you talk to me you’d like me for me or something.’

‘i just think i’m punching wayyyy above my weight class here and i may be making this worse because there is no doubt you think im weird.’

‘i am weird. i should leave you alone now. i’m sorry.’

Peter reads his screen four times, it’s still not clicking. He’s nothing special and he doesn’t mean that in a way to dog on himself, he’s just nerdy and quiet. It seems a little too authentic to be fake, but he’s got to make sure.

‘How’d you get my number?’

‘your friend. they have been sworn to secrecy but they know what i’m doing and they are in full support. take that as you will.’

‘Depends on the friend.’

‘i’ll tell you when you find out who i am.’

‘I’m going to find out? You’re not going to tell me?’

‘i don’t think i’ve been hiding it. you just haven’t been paying attention and now i want you to.’

‘Oh, but you’re shy?’

‘i’m about to pass out on the lawn behind this fucking screen, don’t play with me parker.’ A slip, you’re around him and you just admitted it. ‘Tell me, admirer, what are you wearing?’ The more detail the better, but he could work off of just a color.

‘nice try. but you’re looking mighty handsome in the blue.’ A glance down, he suddenly feels watched. ‘Are you stalking me?’

‘oh no! no no no. i PROMISE you i’m not that fucking psychotic.’

‘i’m just a “sneak a note into your backpack” level of crazy. i’m here with my roommate and her boyfriend. i saw you and just wanted to know if you got it, i promise.’

‘You do understand that this situation makes you seem psychotic, right?’

‘yes. but i am not.’

‘That sounds like something a crazy person who got my number from a third party would say. Especially after I blocked you six times.’

‘it was three and you didn’t understand my intentions but okay. you have a fair point and i extend the olive branch of brett. he gave me your number and he knows me pretty well.’

Brett? Easy enough, he nods his head towards him and slides his phone across the table. “Explain.” His friend scrolls through the thread, a trustworthy smile spreads. “Yeah, I gave her your number.” Her. Okay, it’s something. “Who is she?” Brett shrugs, “you know her. She’s kind of a firecracker, you just make her nervous.”

“That gives me nothing, Brett.” His friend blinks, “she’s not crazy. She likes you a lot for whatever fucking reason and has no idea how to approach you.” Peter’s letting his words soak in, “don’t believe me? Ask her about the grilled cheese, and make sure you tell her that I told you about how she went on for five fucking minutes about the grilled cheese.”

“What grilled cheese?” Brett slides Peter’s phone back, he’s telling him to ask you. Something tells Peter it’s enough to embarrass, or it might be Brett being the ultimate wingman.

‘I’ve been told to ask you about the grilled cheese.’

‘oh god. there is no need to ask about the grilled cheese, did brett tell you about the grilled cheese?’

‘He told me to ask you. And to specify that you went on for five minutes about it.’

‘five is excessive, it was more like three. second, there is nothing to speak about.’

‘I would like to hear about it.’

‘i’d prefer if you didn’t.’

‘But you’ll do it for me?’

‘i’m weak for you and you know it. it’s sicking, parker.’

‘i heard you talking about making one in class and you said something about the crust and i really fucking love grilled cheese’s so i had a trip to fantasy land where you made me one and how it’s probably the best thing i’ll never get to taste.’

‘Wow. Five whole minutes on that?’ Peter won’t admit it made him feel a little warm on the inside, the most mundane of things to have someone so squirrely makes him feel unworthy.

‘three.’

‘Tell me who you are and I’ll make you a grilled cheese.’

‘you have no idea how much that almost worked.’

‘What’s the plan then, master manipulator?’

‘i don’t know yet. i’m hoping you show me how smart you are and figure me out, then you can do all the hard questions.’

‘Hard questions?’

‘you know, do you wanna go on a date, do you wanna be my girlfriend, do you want to take my hand in marriage and have a summer home in the french alps? that kind of stuff.’

‘Totally not psychotic.’ Peter tucks his bottom lip between his teeth to hide the smile that wants to spread.

‘mostly not.’

WEDNESDAY: 13:57

Peter doesn’t know who X is, but they’re clever and have zero effect on his sixth sense. He doesn’t know if that’s a good or bad thing. Either way, he’s reading a note scribbled in blue pen and as he studies the words he knows it was rushed. It’s proof that he wasn’t being followed everywhere, instead you saw an empty table and an opportunity.

‘Peter-

You use mostly gender neutral pronouns. I think that’s very cool. Is it weird that I notice those things about you? Also- what is it that you’re always drinking from Nuthouse? Asking for a friend…

Have a good day!

-Your not so secret admirer, X.

‘Not so secret,’ Peter isn’t sure about that. You’ve done a good enough job at not trying to be obviously known, he might have looked up your number last night to find dust. One was from an app, but the one you’ve been using is a burner phone.

What he’s really not understanding is how you’re able to get so close to him without him noticing. You had to have been millimeters away when you rested the letter on his backpack, he was gone for less than two minutes and he had zero awareness.

Peter folds up the note and sticks it in the same pocket as the other one, his back slung around one shoulder as he moves up the stairs for the library. At the same time, you come down the opposite side, Peter gives a friendly acknowledgement.

You choke down the lump in your throat. “Hi, Peter.” He’s already past you, it’s echoed behind his shoulder. “Hey.” It’s something. You’re trying, you’re trying to be bold for him. But he’s not going to notice, he’s never going to notice you and if you tell him who you are you’ll never live past his disappointment.

Your phone vibrates, the other phone. Your heart picks up, Peter texted first.

14:02

‘Dirty chai.’

‘best of both worlds. how fitting. you’re such a nonconforming king.’

‘I don’t even know what that means.’

‘But thank you?’

‘you’re welcome!’

‘anything fun on the roster today?’

‘Roster? Who are you?’

‘idk you make me nervous. blame yourself.’

‘Well, coach. Nothing fun on the roster, just some math. Wanna swap places with me?’

‘gross. i hate math so if you like it that’s good with me. one of us has to be smart and it’s not me.’

‘Smart enough to use a burner phone.’

‘oooooh, someone tried to find meeee.’

‘Can’t blame a guy for being curious, can you?’

‘were you disappointed when you found nothing?’

‘A little bit. But, you know, it keeps the imagination alive. A little unfair advantage on your side though, you already know what I look like.’

‘if it helps, you already know what i look like too.’

‘I do?’

‘yeah. we’ve talked before.’

‘Wait, so I know who you are?’ Brett said he did but Peter thought he meant you’d be familiar, not that he actually knew you. This just opened the floodgates to a million more possibilities.

‘not really but yeah i guess. you know i exist but we’re not friends or anything.’

‘I’d like to think we’re friends, but okay.’

‘not outside the texting.’

‘That’s your decision.’

‘HATER.’

‘Anymore hints?’

‘.... no.’

‘HATER.’

FRIDAY: 12:15

You’re about to spill hot tea everywhere but it’ll be worth it to see his face. You ignore your pounding heart and stand in front of him. He’s got no clue you showed up, zoned out looking at the clock on the wall across from him.

“Hi, Peter.”

Full frontal attention, he’s looking at you. He’s perceiving you, he’s smiling at you. “Hi,” your eyes expand, he knows your name and it sounds so nice coming from his mouth. Sure, you’ve chatted with each other- even shared a few highlighters, but nothing serious. You’ve always been too scared to try anything else but maybe your fear has been mistaken for indifference.

“I um, I lucked out today at Nuthouse so if you like dirty chai’s I got an extra one.” Your knees feel weak at his bright eyes, “my favorite. I’d love one, thank you.” You pass over the paper cup, your fingers brush and you think you’re about to collapse.

“Yeah,” a weak laugh. “I had a feeling.” Peter tilts his head at you funny, you wonder if you pushed a little too far. “Okay, um, I’m gonna… have a good… lecture.” Peter nods and watches you go two rows up, he’s finally got a gut feeling. And it tells him to keep an eye out for you.

TUESDAY: 12:10

Not that Peter was reliant on your attention, he was used to it. So when the texts stopped for three days and he was unable to find any letters he assumed you had lost interest and moved on. That felt fair to him, no harm no foul, at least he never really got to know you.

Nevermind, there’s a folded notebook page on his miniature desk and his heart speeds up. His next task, put eyes on you. Bottom level, book and pencil in hand. He makes sure to note it’s a pencil and not the green ink that’s spread across the page.

Peter thinks it’s a mind game, you were smart enough to know he’d look. Unless he was totally wrong on his guess.

‘Peter-

I ran out of minutes on my phone and I’m having a broke college kid moment. However, a friend took pity and donated a twenty to the campaign. I hope you’ve been good- I’ve missed talking to you.

- Your not so secret admirer, X’

ps. stop keeping your backpack so close to you.’

It wasn’t anything personal, you just ran out of minutes. Peter smiles so wide he has to drop it, he almost clutches the paper to his chest in a thank you. Eyeing his backpack, he nudges it a little further behind him, following instruction. He’s kept it close in hopes to catch you, but instead he’s pushing you away.

Peter’s committing the writing to memory as if he’s going to find you by the handwriting alone. A quick glance at footsteps, you’re three steps away when you smile. “Hi, Peter.” He nods, “hey.” You pause for a moment, mind racing for words.

“Did you, um- did you do anything fun this weekend?” You’re about to crawl into a hole and die, it takes a moment to click that you were speaking to him. He went as far to look behind himself, then he spewed the answer to try and make up for the lost time.

“Oh, uh not really. My aunt got a new bed so I had to lug the old one down seven flights of stairs.” Your eyes widen, you feel your mouth go dry and your tongue go thick. “By yourself?” Peter crosses his arms over his chest, a boyish grin swept over and you feel heart eyes form.

“I’m a good nephew.” You want to pat his head and tell him you’re sure he is, then maybe hold him at gunpoint and tell you more stories about how he’s a perfect humanitarian. But you act like a normal human and smile back, “you sound like it.”

Peter thanks you and you return to your seat with wobbly knees and a weak stomach, it’s silent torture to tease yourself like this with him. But you can’t help it and it’s only in effort to go after what you want. Even if it blows up when he figures out who you are.

12:13

‘you’re looking mighty handsome today, mr. parker.’

‘I’m wearing a hoodie, but thank you.’

‘i said what i said.’

Boldly, ‘i see someone had another dirty chai. can’t stay away from them, can you?’

Another tick in Peter's stomach, he almost looks behind his shoulder at you, but he doesn’t. ‘It was a generous donation from a classmate.’

‘oh? pray tell, peter. pray tell.’

‘What? You don’t have a clue about who gave it to me?’

You swallow thickly, before you could get something out he sent another message. ‘No chance you didn’t see it go down?’

‘how could i? I was still on my way.’

‘... or was i?’

‘Tell you what, X. It one of the best teas I’ve had in a while.’

And you’d be damned if that didn’t make your entire chest flutter.

FRIDAY: 15:29

“Here,” Peter’s hand clasped over the paper slapped into his chest. A hint of a syllable, Brett cuts himself off. “She asked me to give this to you.” Peter quickly read it and stared down before confiding in his friend for a second.

‘Peter-

Roses are red, violets are blue, all that I think about is you.

It’s sweet in a cringy way, right? Boo on you for skipping class today, if you want, I could get you some notes.

I hope I’ll see you Tuesday.

-Your (really) not so secret admirer, X

ps. A pen exploded in my pocket. 10/10 chance my thigh will be stained.’

“I think I might know who it is.”

“Uh, huh.”

“But, she’s way out of my league.”

“Correct.”

Peter raised his eyebrows, “so it’s her?” He clarified with your name, Brett shrugged back.

“I won’t be confirming or denying.” Peter knows what that means, “the lack of a no usually means yes.”

“Bro,” Peter starts sputtering, “oh, c’mon! You know what I meant, I just meant that, I just- c’mon, Brett. Is it her?”

“I have no idea who that is.” Peter wants to call bullshit, he has a gut feeling and he swears it’s you. You’re right, it’s not so secret. In fact, you’re painfully obvious.

FRIDAY: 23:14

‘you are soooooooo cute’

‘like your hair is so cute’

‘i looooove curly hair on guys and you have that!!!!!!!!!’

‘and you’re really funny cause like it’s so quick and witty like you have such good one liners’

‘also you’re really fucking hot and i KNOW you’re hiding something under those fucking sweaters and the second i see skin i WILL go feral.’

‘Something tells me you’re at the Kappa party.’ Peter’s pretending he doesn’t have a searing blush. If he’s got an inkling this could be you… then he might have proof for the non-believers that god exists.

‘yes!!! are you here?? i should come see you.’

‘I hate to disappoint you, but I’m currently at a friend's house playing a Mario Kart drinking game.’

“But it’s nice to know that you’d give me your identity that quick.’

‘oh i can tell you who i am.’ Peter frowns at the text, he’s been doing nothing but crave the answer to who’s behind the love letters but it feels wrong. It’s not satisfactory enough for him, it’s also not what you want, you’re just drunk- and Peter’s going out on a limb here- horny.

‘Save it for later.’

‘And maybe drink some water.’

‘i’d do anything for you cause you have the world's prettiest brown eyes’

‘Thank you for the compliments.’

‘you’re super welcome i try to hold them back because i’m a good girl but you’re just so cute i had to let you know’

‘I think you’re going to super regret this in the morning.’

‘false. maybe fact idk’

‘i should trust you tho because you’re super smart and you’re a nerd.’

‘I fear this is taking a turn for the worse.’

‘and that is so fucking HOT’

‘Oh. Back to compliments. Thank you.’

‘if you were here i’d give you a kiss’

‘IGNORE THAT!!!!’

‘I DIDN’T MEAN TO SEND THAT!!!! IGNORE IT’

‘Not ignored. How cute.’

‘screaming crying throwing up’

‘i really didn’t mean to send that it was a joke ha ha funny.’

‘Idk, sounded authentic to me.’

‘peter?’

‘Yeah?’

‘i’m a little drunk rn. and you should know how cute you are.’

‘Oh, I’m talking about record breaking levels of regret. This is amazing.’

‘i have to pee but i do not reget this!!!!!!’

SATURDAY: 09:54

‘i stand by my claim and do not regret a thing.’

‘correction. i regret this hangover and the way my previous texts are not very cool girl of me.’

‘but i would like to know if you won mario last night.’

‘also, who’s ur fav character?’

11:12

1. Proud of you for owning it, that’s very cool girl of you.

2. I did not win.

3. Petey Piranha.

‘who tf is petey piranha.’

‘Mario Kart Sunshine. Came out in 2002. (Originally on GameCube but recently released on switch.) (Hell yeah.)’

Your heart thumps, he’s such a nerd and you wanna kiss the air out of his lungs. ‘out of all the characters and u choose him. why petey piranha’

‘One guess.’

‘PETEY PIRANHA.’

‘OH MY GOD.’

‘you’re petey piranha <333’

Peter fights a grin, ‘I am.’

‘you’re so cute. i love that.’

‘Personally, in the past 24 hours I don’t think I’ve heard enough about how cute I am.’

‘you’re insufferable and it’s sexy.’

‘Oo, new one to the mix. You’re making me blush.’ You really are. He’s never been considered sexy before and it feels really nice.

‘and i bet you look super cute.’

‘Super true.’

TUESDAY: 12:34

‘white t shirt white t shirt white t shirt WHITE T SHIRT.’

‘You like?’

‘i’m about to cry i’m biting my fist so fucking hard.’

‘:)’

‘you’re so ubuibabeyia.’

‘Bless you.’

‘?’

‘Sorry, I assumed you sneezed.’ Peter never whipped his head around so fast at an audible laugh behind him. It was short, it had escaped without being thought about. He’s looking for you, but it doesn’t seem like it was you who laughed. You’re engrossed in chatting to your neighbor.

On the other hand, you almost blew it by clasping your hands over your mouth. Instead you looked next to you and said, directly and with a burning gaze, “I need you to pretend we’ve been talking this whole time.”

‘Someone’s losing their edge, you’re just begging to be caught.’

‘oh, i’m begging all right.’

‘can you hear me whimpering too?’

‘Easy, killer. Let’s not start sexting at noon on a Tuesday.’

‘are you saying there is a time for it?’

‘Give me a little wave and we’ll see.’

‘too late, i’m passed out on the floor. the only thing that can resuscitate me are those thick arms wrapped around me.’

‘Let these strong arms sweep you off your feet, all you gotta do is come talk to me after lecture…’

Peter says that, but he doesn’t mean it. He’ll definitely eat his words when he sees it’s you, then he’d be coming up with a thousand ways to back out of it. He’s so much more than you deserve, you feel so safe behind a keyboard but in person you can barely say a sentence.

It’s stupid and a little humbling because you’ve never felt this way about a guy before.

‘trust me, i’m better in your imagination.’

WEDNESDAY: 14:22

‘Peter-

You know a little about a lot and I think that is one of my favorite things about you. Or maybe it’s your voice. I could listen to you talk forever.

-Your not so secret admirer, X’

A note under his textbook, if he follows his hunch then he’d be looking for… you. Conveniently three tables away and to the right of his own, you’re not looking for his reaction, you’ve got your focus on your own textbook but he swears you’re retaining none of it. It’s a distraction, or maybe it’s a diversion.

Peter doesn’t mind. He’s going to wait. He has all the time in the world today and he’s going to sit here with his eyes on you until you look up at him because he knows you’re going to and once you do, he’s going to have his answer.

If he’s right, and he swears he is, he’s going to absolutely lose is shit because what do you mean you like him and are intimidated? You boldly lied when you said you were punching above your weight class. Does it make him a jerk to say he wasn’t even thinking of you as a suitor and maybe a girl with a much more average look?

Peter counted to sixty twice, you glance up, eyes shooting to the note you left on the table. The next stop, Peter’s face. And oh, you were not prepared to have him looking right back. Panic, you shoot a wave, a desperate attempt to pretend you’re seeing a familiar face.

Peter waves back but he looks much more satisfied than you did, you wonder if the jig is up. Did he crack the code? Was he just trying to find a friendly way to let you down? Deny til death, he has no proof it’s you. You pack your things up, a hurried scramble before you could lose your cool.

On the way out you almost stop breathing, your forearm caught in Peter’s hand. You’re staring down at it, he’s not removing it. It burns in the best way. “Hey,” you wait, you can’t stop looking at his hand, the muscle, the subtle flex, his fingertips paler to show his grip. “Hi, Peter.”

It’s breathless, you think you’re about to die. If he asks, you don’t know how you’ll lie your way out.

Guess who’s got a stained pocket? The corner edge darkened with black ink that would never be washed out. Peter has his answer. You’re her. You’re X. “Thanks again for the tea.”

Maybe you wanted more, you feel a bit deflated when it’s all you receive.

“You’re welcome.” Your arm feels cold when he drops his touch, you linger for a second too long, you’re not sure when you’ll be this brave again. It was too much of a close call. “I hope the rest of your day is good.”

Peter’s got a charismatic grin, he feels settled now that he knows you’re the anonymous lover in his life. Even more so when you find yourself shy and reserved in person, it almost makes him giggle to think of the stark changes in confidence.

“You too.” Your body engulfs into flames when your arm is caught again, you’re struggling to keep calm at his boyish smile. “Quick question,” you nod slightly, trying to show zero paranoia for the following words.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

Short circuiting. You see black spots, you think you’re about to pass out. There is only one thing that means, no guy asks that if they weren’t interested in changing that, right?

“No.” It’s anything but graceful. It sounds like you’ve never had a boyfriend before. It makes you sound like you’re scared he asked it.

But, Peter doesn’t take it like that. He smiles wider, like he already knew the answer before he asked it.

THURSDAY: 16:37

A new letter, stuffed under the top handle of his backpack. Peter listened and stopped setting it next to him, in return he was rewarded. He can’t stop the small smile, you make it involuntary at this point. Peter’s never felt so special in his life, a little part of him wants this to never end. But he’d much rather look you in the eyes.

‘Peter-

I had a dream with you in it last night. Don’t worry, you had your clothes on. I’m not sure what we were doing but you were across from me at a diner and we were sitting in those super thick booths and our friends were there.

I don’t know who these friends were, and I don’t think you do either. But I knew them as our friends.

It felt really nice. I’m happy to know you, even if I just get this little piece.

-Your not so secret admirer, X’

Peter’s been wrong a lot in his life but this time he really thinks he has it figured out. He’s much more bold now, this letter tells him it’s not infatuation, it’s love.

You love him and he thinks he could love you too.

FRIDAY: 20:08

‘Hey.’ Peter could be making the worst decision of his life here, he could be reading everything wrong and ruining this for himself.

‘hi peter!’ But he really thinks he’s got it right.

‘I really, really liked talking to you for the past few weeks but I think I should tell you that I like someone else.’

Gut wrenching despair. You knew it was too good to last, you knew he’d find someone more in his league. Someone who’d be willing to show him their face. There was no reason to respond because what would you say to that?

‘thank you for letting me know that opening up to you was all for nothing!’

‘thanks for making me doubt love!’

‘hope you and her are so fucking happy together!!!!!’

Fuck it all and fuck Peter. He just liked the attention until it came from somewhere else. You don’t think you like him all that much anymore. You think you’re lying, too. Before you can give into the desire of hurting him just as bad, you calmly turn the phone off and stuff it in the back of a desk drawer to never be uncovered again.

You slowly sit in bed and tug the blankets over your head. And only then, do you allow yourself to sob.

Peter chewed on his bottom lip and waited an hour with constant phone checks before he realized a response was never coming. It really set in during the weekend but even further when he got no note or letter on monday. Not even when he left his backpack unattended for five minutes.

TUESDAY -he was able to see you and how you avoided his eyes. How you pretended you didn’t see him send a small wave. How you had pulled back from him.

And if he hadn’t hurt your feelings, or X’s feelings, why would you do that?

You look up at a two fingered knock at the corner of your desk. “Hi.” You blink and ignore the white noise buzzing in your ears at the sight of Peter standing in front of you. “Hi, Peter.”

“How was your weekend?” Bitter. Terrible. Lonely.

“Fine. Nothing exciting.” Besides you breaking my heart.

Watching his fingertips dance on the edge of the plastic, you feel everything in you brighten. “You look sad.” There’s a burn in your stomach, he’s the reason for both the sting and the sadness.

“Do you need something? Or are you just doing a friendly check in?” Peter bites back the grin when you snap at him, he’s so, so, so right and it feels so, so, so good. “Neither. I’m just confirming my suspicions.”

“Suspicions?”

“Yeah. You passed.” Your eyebrows furrow, before you could try to question further Peter was giving half a wave, saying bye, and skipping a step to his aisle.

FRIDAY: 12:08

You stop breathing for a solid second before feeling your brain spark back to life. It could be anything, it could be from anyone, but you know there’s only one person who would’ve left a note on your desk.

Your fingers slightly shake when you unfold the graph paper, little squares bled through with black sharpie.

‘X-

Am I right?

Hopefully,

- Peter’

You can’t breathe, you can’t talk, you can’t move and you definitely can fucking not look at him. No, no, no. You can feel his eyes on you, you know he’s watching for your reaction. Peter figured you out and had his own fun along the way.

You were the girl he liked. Oh, wow. Is this how special you’ve made him feel? Something just for your eyes, from him. A secret you both shared between lines.

You spin and swear you can feel his gaze running over your back, he’s aching for the answer. You almost scream at a tap on your shoulder, a peek lets you know it’s the person you’re hiding from.

Another note, folded up just like the other one. It’s pushed into your hand, Peter doesn’t say a word, he just offers and leaves. He’s not watching this time, he’s sitting and focused on the front, you feel air leak back into your lungs.

Full on panic shaking, you’re so happy he’s not watching.

Your name is addressed on the front, just like you do for him.

‘I like you.

I think you not so secretly like me too.

We could talk more about it at dinner tonight. Will you let me take you out?

Circle yes or no.

- Peter.

PS. XOXOXO now you’re responsible for mine, too.’

#peter parker x reader #tasm!peter x reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker blurb #my writing

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missmindyyy · 5 months ago

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𝐂𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

pairing: kento nanami x f!reader

summary: nanami daughter had asked on how he and y/n first met

Nanami would always frequent an a cafe right before work everyday. Everyone who worked at the cafe knew him and recognized him.

He would always order the same coffee and sit at the same table while reading the news off of his laptop. It was like clockwork that everyone in the building knew.

“Welcome back Nanami. Would you like your regular?” a worker asked, as he entered into the cafe.

“Yes that would be nice, please,” he replies, taking out the money to pay. They took the cash and started preparing the coffee. Nanami walked to the end of the counter to wait for his drink.

While he stood there and waiting, he noticed someone at his usual seat. He had never seen her before. She was typing away on her laptop about who knows what, occasionally a sip here and there from her coffee.

“Here you go. Have a great day,” the worker said cheerfully.

“Thanks you. I do have a question though,” Nanami replied.

“Sure, what it?” they asked.

“That lady, do you know her?” he asked, pointing towards her.

“Oh yes! She’s also a regular like you, but she usually comes in the evening. She always sits in the same exact spot, just like you do. It’s like it’s meant to be,” the worker explained.

“Alright, thank you again,”

Nanami grabbed the coffee, contemplating if he should go up to girl to ask for the seat. However, he decided against it, not wanting to be rude.

He did however decide to sit right in front of her which he believed was much better. He settled down in the seat in front of her causing her gaze to leave her laptop to the man.

She observed as he took out his laptop and began typing. She took mental notes on his of his styled blonde hair and his glasses as he typed, finding him quite attractive.

“Is there a reason you are looking at me like that?” he asked, glancing up from the laptop. His question causing her to become quite flustered.

“Sorry you just surprised me when you sat in front of me is all,” she said nervously. “Apologies, I just usually sit here,” he explained.

“My bad, I usually sit here in the evening. If I knew someone sat here in the morning I would have gladly moved,” she explained.

“It’s fine, there is no assigned seating here. Let us just enjoy the morning,” he said. She smiled putting her attention back at their work, Nanami doing the same.

They sat in silence as they finished their coffee, without exchanging a word. After 15 minutes, she leaves first, followed by Nanami 10 minutes later.

Nanami thought that was the last time he would see the girl, but boy was he wrong. The next morning he say her again in the same seat.

He follows the same exact routine he did yesterday: ordering his coffee sit and sitting in front of her. Just like the day before, she would leave first and shortly after, he follow suit.

This became his new regular for the next month, always sitting in front of the girl in peaceful silence, never once bothering each other.

Until one day, he walked in the cafe and realized she wasn’t there. His initial thought was that she was sick, but a couple minutes later she came in.

“What happened to you? You’re never late,” he asked as she took a seat in front of him. “Woke up late. What did you miss me,” she joked.

“What a funny joke,”

She smiled at his response, seeing his lips slightly curve up. “My name is Y/n,” she said. Hd sat there puzzled at first, surprised at the sudden introduction.

“My name is Kento Nanami,” he introduced himself. “So when did you start coming here?” she asked. “A little over a year ago,” he replied.

“That’s nice. I’ve been coming it was opened. I remember how it wasn’t very well known,” she explained.

“Then how did you find out about the place?” he asked. “Well my friend worked her and business was slow, so I showed up to just to entertain her,” she explained.

“I’m surprised your friend didn’t end up getting fired,” he said.

“They didn’t really care, but she doesn’t work here anymore. That’s why I come in the morning now,” she explained.

Nanami smiled, taking a sip at out of his coffee listening to her talk about herself. “So, how about you talk about yourself now Nanami”

Nanami couldn’t be more happier that he met Y/n. They would now instead of sitting in silence every morning talk about their day.

He discovered she worked as an ultrasound technician, while she found out he worked as a salaryman.

This ongoing friendship soon blossomed into Nanami having feelings for her.

However, he was nervous it took the man a whole two more months before he could even ask her on a date.

“You seem tense, are you alright?” she asked one day, as they sat in the cafe.

“No, sorry, but I do have something to ask you,” he said. Y/n attention focused on him, wondering on what he wanted to say.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?”

Y/n eyes widen at the question before breaking into a big smile. “Of course, I would love too,” she said.

Nanami smiled finally feel a weight leaving his shoulders after asking.

“Then I’ll see Saturday,” he said with a smile.

ʚ ✮ ɞ

“So it took you three months to ask mommy out, daddy? You suck,” his daughter teased.

“Hey don’t make fun of your dad. People go at their pace sweetie,” Y/n said, pulling at her cheek playfully.

“Okay. I hope that I get meet my future husband like you and daddy,” she smiled.

“Don’t worry you will,” Nanami said, planting a kiss on her forehead, which made her to giggle.

©missmindyyy

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #fanfic #nanami x reader #nanami kento #kento x reader #kento nanami x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #fluff

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stressed-and-fluff-obsessed · 5 months ago

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Ler pomni and lee ragatha or jax you can choose the lee (I know ragatha is ur fav LOL)

Alright then!

Thanks for letting me choose also I hate to correct you and I’m sorry if this sounds rude but I do love Ragatha but Jax is actually my favorite, he’s so chaotic ^^’

Tables Turned

C.W: (Censored) Swearing, gets a lil intense in the end but it’s very fluffy :)

Summary: Jax keeps pulling pranks on the circus members and Pomni’s fed up with the prankster’s shenanigans

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It happened again…

“Damn it Jax and his pranks!” Zooble exclaimed, storming out into the main circus area where everyone else was and when they saw the colorful character they nearly began laughing, Zooble was covered head-to-toe in green slime.

“Zooble who did this?? Actually scratch that I know who.” Ragatha remarked before shooting an angry glance at the culprit standing a few yards away, Jax. “Jax!” Ragatha exclaimed, getting ready to make her way over to scold him but he made a mock-salute motion with his hand and high tailed it outta there.

“JAX!!” Ragatha shouted after him, taking off in that same direction to go catch the prankster. “Well I’m going to go clean myself off, if anyone needs me the f(Bonk!)k off.” Zooble deadpanned, walking back in the direction of the living quarters to get away.

“What was that all about?” Pomni spoke up, speaking with Kinger and Gangle. “What was that?” Kinger asked Pomni, refocusing his attention on her while she just stared at him blankly. “I think she asked what was going on.” Gangle replied and Pomni nodded.

“Oh sorry Pomni, seems like Jax pulled another prank on Zooble and Ragatha’s getting revenge for them.” Kinger replied and Caine floated over as he did so.

“You’re right Kinger that’s exactly what happened! I might want to go check on them before Ragatha k!lls Jax though..” Caine trailed off, beginning to float in the direction those two went when Pomni spoke up.

“Can I come?” The jester requested and Caine nodded with a smile, “Of course you can Pomni! Come along.” Caine replied and she walked along with the ringmaster leaving Kinger and Gangle alone.

The two stood for a moment before Kinger looked at Gangle and scared himself effectively scaring Gangle as well, “Oh sorry Gangle, you startled me.” Kinger told her and she let out a small sob at that.

~*~

“Leave me be Doll it was just a harmless prank!” Jax called behind him, fighting off laughter as Ragatha chased him down the hall. “A slime prank? How did you even get slime here?!” Ragatha called back, starting to gain distance on the rabbit.

“Cahaine!” Jax yelled back and he heard Ragatha audibly gasp. “You think this is funny?!” Ragatha yelled at him and he began snickering confirming her suspicions. “I’ll show you something funny!” Ragatha shouted at him and sped up but came to a screeching halt as Caine appeared right in front of her.

“Now now my dear I still need my circus members so if you could not k!ll Jax please that would be most helpful.” Caine remarked and she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and sneering at Jax who now hid behind the ringleader with a grin.

“Did you see what he did though Caine? He deserves to be punished!” Ragatha argued and Caine nodded, “And I don’t argue with that but in due time my dear.” Caine told and and teleported him and the other two back to the main circus area where Pomni, Gangle, and Kinger were.

“Hey you’re not dead!” Pomni exclaimed, referring to Jax who glanced at Caine. “Yeah well if it weren’t for Dentures here I would be.” Jax grinned, glancing at Ragatha who glared at him in turn.

“I still think he deserves it though.” Ragatha commented before wandering over to chat with Gangle and Kinger as Caine disappeared again and Jax wandered off to go do who knows what.

~*~

“JAX!!” Ragatha screamed from her room and Jax heard so he began laughing at her reaction but immediately stops and put on a nonchalant façade once she banged open his door.

“Jax.” Ragatha pressed out and Jax grinned back at her. “Dollface?” The rabbit replied, attempting to sound innocent. “You wanna tell me why I woke up to my room being covered in centipedes?” Ragatha hissed and Jax nearly burst out laughing.

“I-I don’t knohow do you know whoho did ihit?” Jax snickered and her expression only grew more agitated but she calmed herself down and called for Caine. “Yes my dear?” The ringleader suddenly appeared in Jax’s room, floating between the two.

“Please take me out of here before I abstract.” Ragatha told him and he turned to look at a laughing Jax and suddenly understood. “Jax what did you-“ Caine began but Ragatha cut him off, “Centipedes.” She told him and he nodded, teleporting the girl out before turning to Jax.

“You know all your pranks are going to come back and get you.” Caine told him but Jax waved him off, “I’ll be fine Dentures don’t worry about me.” Jax told him and Caine’s eyes narrowed a little before teleporting out of the room leaving Jax to his new ideas.

~~~~~~

The next prank Jax had planned was one he was finished with already, the purple rabbit had snatched and hidden Pomni’s jester hat so the next morning she came running into the main circus area without her hat.

“Has anyone seen my hat?!” Pomni called and the characters currently residing in the main area Ragatha, Caine, Zooble, Kinger and Jax all looked at each other and shrugged but Pomni’s gaze shot to Jax and her eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“I’ve got my eye on you Jax I have a feeling it was you.” Pomni told him and stormed off to go locate her hat but then everyone’s eyes turned to look at the rabbit but he only shrugged.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about Pomni, and I didn’t take it so why are you guys lookin at me?” Jax commented and Ragatha wandered over. “Come on Jax I know you took it.” Ragatha told him and he shook his head.

“I don’t know what you’re on about Doll I don’t know where Pomni’s hat is.” Jax told her and she looked at him, “Great gaslighting rabbit now tell me, where is it?” Ragatha remarked and Jax shrugged, “I told you I don’t know.” Jax told her and she sneered at him.

“I’ve got my eye on you Bunny.” Ragatha told him and he grinned, flipping her off but it was covered by one of Caine’s censor bars but she still understood and gasped, offended by the gesture.

She marched over to him and looking up to meet his eye, jabbing her finger into his chest and snarking at him. “You better watch your back.” Ragatha told him before marching off in the other direction, completely ignoring the smug waving Jax was doing behind her.

~*~

The next day Jax had laid off the pranks for a little while and everyone was in a relatively good mood, aside from Gangle when Jax arrived in the main area. The rabbit sauntered up beside her and her comedy mask was intact..until he broke it by clapping her on the back..again.

“You broke my comedy mask..” Gangle sobbed, holding up the two broken pieces of the mask but Jax only waved her off. “It’s fine Crybaby, that thing regenerates anyway.” Jax told her and she let out another small sob before walking over to chat with Kinger.

“Hmm.” Jax hummed, contemplating on what he should do now before he spotted Pomni talking with Ragatha and lucky for him her back was to him so he subtly fished a mantis out of his pocket and threw it in her hair and relishing in the way Ragatha shrieked, Pomni’s scream following shortly after at the presence of the small bug.

Pomni clawed at her hair trying to get the creature out before Caine noticed and teleported over, getting the small bug to climb on his finger before placing it on the ground, effectively removing it from Pomni’s hair and in the moment Pomni and Ragatha stopped screaming and turned to glare at the culprit.

Once again Ragatha stormed over to Jax and stared up at him. “That wasn’t very nice Jax.” Ragatha told him and he chuckled, “Maybe but it was funny.” Jax told her and she crossed her arms, “Agree to disagree, you scared Pomni.” Ragatha reminded him and he waved her off.

“Relaaax it was just a mantis, harmless little buggers.” Jax told her and she huffed impatiently, “But still that wasn’t very nice.” Ragatha snarked at him and he snickered, lowering himself down to her level. “Nice? Clearly you don’t know who you’re talking to Doll.” Jax told her and she shook her head before wandering back over to chat with Pomni.

Once she left Jax stood up to his full height once more and set his sights on Caine next, “You’re next Dentures.” Jax grinned to himself, casually leaving the circus area with a new idea fresh in his mind.

~~~~~

The next day Caine floated into the main area with a somber look on his face, the ringleader was also wearing a mask that covered his whole face with holes for his eyes and when Jax saw Caine he grinned and leaned against the wall, this would be good.

“What happened Caine?” Kinger spoke up catching Caine and everyone else’s attention. The ringleader sighed and removed his mask, all his teeth were a pale yellow. “What happened Caine??” Ragatha cried, rushing over to him.

“Well someone hid my toothpaste and replaced it with a tube of mayonnaise so when I went to go brush my teeth this morning it didn’t go well..” Caine trailed off, replacing his mask and sighing again.

“Why don’t you just conjure up some more?” Pomni spoke up, walking up to Ragatha’s side and at that comment Caine’s face lit up. “Gadzooks you’re right Pomni!” Caine exclaimed before a burst of colorful glitter emerged from his now outstretched hand and when the glitter dispersed a tube of toothpaste appeared in his hand before Caine winked out of sight, likely to go take care of his problem.

Then Pomni and Ragatha looked at Jax who just grinned back at them and they wandered over. “Now why’d you do that Jax? If Caine finds out you’re the one who did that he’s not going to be happy with you.” Pomni told him, lightly punching the rabbit on the arm to solidify her point.

Jax only shrugged nonchalantly though, swatting her hand away. “It’s funny.” He replied, watching amused as Ragatha’s eyes narrowed in annoyance before she waved her finger at him and huffed, storming off in the other direction.

Pomni took one last look at the rabbit and followed, completely oblivious to the look on Jax’s face and his last prank of the day…

~~~~~~

The last one was a particularly nasty one..and it’s on Pomni, Jax called it a ‘welcome to the team’ prank since she’s still relatively new.

Jax had already finished the prank so by now he was just waiting for her to wake up and notice it, she would definitely be mad once she noticed it.

Jax sat against the wall awaiting the tell tale scream he would most definitely hear from the small jester’s room and sure enough a few minutes later he heard a loud shriek followed by a clang.

Apparently Jax had filled her bed with cockroaches, some real some fake and when she got up she went for the door to go find Ragatha but it just so happened there was a perfectly placed bucket of water placed above the door that came down on poor Pomni’s head when she opened the door.

Prank complete he now stood in his room, sitting on a chair reading a book and waiting for Pomni to arrive in his room, after a prank like that he knew she would and again, sure enough a little while later Jax’s door banged open and there stood a disheveled, dripping wet Pomni and it took everything in Jax’s power not to burst out laughing.

“W-Whahat happened to yohou?” Jax snickered and Pomni’s eyes narrowed as she stepped into the room and shut the door behind her, walking up to him as he stood to his full height to talk with her.

“You think this is funny Jax?” Pomni snapped at him and he shrugged, still giggling at her appearance. “Yehes I do yohou look like a drohowned rahahat!” Jax snickered and Pomni stuck one of her fingers in his chest, not enough to hurt but enough to be felt.

“Yeah well it’s not funny.” Pomni told him and he just stood there, arms behind his back and looking down at the jester with a grin. “Yes it is.” Jax told her, poking her in the nose as she swatted the offending hand away.

“Yeah well you want something to laugh about? I’ll give you something to laugh about.” Pomni snarked at him, a small, devious smile starting to tug the corners of her lips as she started advancing towards him, Jax backing away from her in turn until his back hit the wall.

“W-What are you doin Pomni? It was all in good fun.” Jax told her and she tsked at him, shaking her head. “I don’t think so Easter Bunny, you gotta face the consequences!” Pomni exclaimed.

“What consequenc- WAIT EASTER BUNNY?!” Jax exclaimed at the nickname but before he had the chance to snap back at her about that his response quickly died on his tongue as Pomni shot her hands down and started scribbling over Jax’s stomach causing the rabbit’s eyes to go wide and curl up on himself, attempting to block the jester’s hands.

“P-Pohomni!” Jax pressed out and Pomni’s smile only grew wider as she shifted to scribble up and down the rabbit’s sides, “Yes Jax? Something the matter?” Pomni asked him, clearly taunting the prankster and he knew it too causing his face to heat up and his ears to flick in embarrassment.

“What’s the matter Jax? Too ticklish for one of your snarky remarks?” Pomni teased him and he began squirming, trying to get her off.

“Pohohomni wahahahait!” Jax cried through his laughter as Pomni moved up to his lower set of ribs causing the rabbit to jump, not expecting the change.

“There we go.” Pomni replied, staying there for a bit and keeping Jax in a constant state of giggles. “Pohohomni whihihiy?!” Jax protested, batting the hands away but it didn’t work and Pomni pointed to her head that was still dripping with water and Jax’s laughter picked up as he remembered the prank he pulled on her.

“Oh you still think this is funny?” Pomni asked him, full blown smirking by now as the prankster’s eyes went wide and he held his arms out in front of him, “Wahahahait wahahait no Pohohomni I’m sohohorry!” Jax told her as he fingers started creeping higher towards his underarms.

“Hmm sorry Jax but that’s not gonna cut it!” Pomni exclaimed, at that statement shooting her hands down and drilling into the rabbit’s hips. Not expecting the unexpected juke Jax’s hands immediately shot to Pomni’s gripping her wrists and bursting out laughing, unable to do anything about the situation currently.

“HA how you like that Easter Bunny!” Pomni taunted Jax and he replied by flipping her off, “Dohohohon’t cahahahall me Eahahahaster Buhuhunny a(Sproing!)-hohohole!” Jax snapped back at her and she gasped in a mock offended way causing Jax to laugh harder.

“How dare you sir!” Pomni playfully reprimanded him before jamming her hands under his arms and relishing in the way he slammed his arms down with a squeal. “POHOhohohohoHOMNI!!” Jax cackled, batting at her arms but she still didn’t let up.

“You know Jax that wasn’t very nice.” Pomni told him, referring to the flipping off he did moments before. “SCREHEheheheheW OHOhohohOFF!!” Jax snapped at her again and she mock-offended gasped again.

Then started worming her fingers out from under his arms and taking one of his ears in her hands, holding it gently and skittering her fingers over it and the prankster’s laughter died down but still remained strong.

“L-Lehehehehet me gohohoho b(Bonk!)-tch!” Jax told her and she shook her head, “No can do!” Pomni chirped and in that moment Jax’s door creaked open and the silhouette of a doll stood in the doorway.

“Everything alright in here Jax? I heard yelling.” Ragatha spoke up and quickly spotted Pomni who had Jax now on the floor and had by now moved back to his ribs making his laughter pick up a little more.

“Ohh I see.” Ragatha grinned as Jax’s eyes widened at the sight of the doll. “Yohohou tehehell ahahanyone about this Rahahags I’ll fihihill you rohohohoom with cehehehentipehedes!” Jax threatened but she only grinned.

“You know Jax that wasn’t very nice of you.” Ragatha told him and Pomni hummed, “Yeah she’s right that wasn’t very nice.” Pomni also told him and she began hearing Ragatha start snickering as Pomni looked back to Ragatha and Jax’s ears pinned back and his grin grew, knowing what’s coming.

“Caine?!” Ragatha called out and the ringmaster appeared in front of her, “What can I do for you my dear?” Caine replied, not at all noticing the two in the background. “Fill my room up with centipede repellent for me please?” Ragatha requested and a few moments later she heard a metallic crash coming from her room, likely all the cans…

“Anything else?” Caine replied and Ragatha shook her head, “Nope thanks Caine!” Ragatha told him and he mock-saluted before disappearing, Ragatha fixing her gaze back on Pomni and Jax.

“Dohoholl…dohon’t you dahahahare..” Jax muttered but Ragatha only smiled before turning to Pomni, “Try the backs of his upper ribs and thank me later Pomni.” Ragatha grinned and headed for the door but not without watching as Pomni fixated her gaze on Jax again and he shrunk back with a nervous laugh.

“Have fun Jax~” Ragatha teased before leaving and shutting the door, hearing a, “I’m so getting you back for this!” From inside as she walking down the hall with a chuckle.

~*~

Back inside Jax was shrinking away from Pomni but it didn’t last long and he jumped as Pomni placed her hands on his upper ribs, unmoving. “Nohohow Pohohohomni lehehets tahahalk about thihihis…” Jax trailed off and Pomni smiled at him.

“What’s there to talk about?” Pomni told him and he started stuttering, “Alright talk time’s up!” Pomni exclaimed before snaking her hands behind him and scratching along the bones, being mean in her pursuit for an apology.

Jax yelped, grabbing onto Pomni’s arms and arching off the floor before falling back down in loud laughter. “POHOHOHOMNI WAHAHAHAIT!!” Jax cried through his laughter, eventually Pomni began laughing along with him as well.

“Gihive up Jahax!” Pomni told him and he shook his head defiantly. “NOHOHOHO WAHAHAY THAT WAS FUHUHUHUNNY!!” Jax replied through his banshee laughter and Pomni raised a skeptical brow before switching to scribbling up and down the sensitive area, “This outta work!” She thought and boy did it.

Jax bucked with a loud laugh, tapping Pomni on the shoulder in a sign of surrender. “OHOKAHAHAY POMNI YOHOU WIHIHIN YOHOU WIHIHIN!!” Jax cackled and finally she let up, climbing off him to sit beside him as he placed a hand on his chest and regained his breath.

“Sohorry Jahahax I didn’t go tohoo far dihid I?” Pomni giggled next to him and he laid there a moment more before replying, “Nohohoho..no you dihihidn’t, dahahamn kid I didn’t thihihink you had thahahat in ya.” Jax told her and she smiled down at him.

“You kinda deserved it though.” Pomni told him and he flipped her off causing her to start laughing. “Now, are you going to stop with your pranks?” Pomni asked him and he pretended to think about it for a moment until she started crawling towards him again and he flinched back, scrambling up against the wall with his hand out.

“Yehehes yehes I’ll stohop..” Jax told her and he huffed victoriously before standing up and heading for the door, “Remember what I hold you to.” Pomni reminded him, grabbing the door handle and swinging open the door with one hand and pointing a menacing finger at him with the other which he returned with a thumbs up.

Pomni then smiled and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Did Jax learn a lesson? Yes. Was he going to listen? Absolutely not and Did he have another prank planned already? You know it because as he says, it’s all worth it in the end.

(I’m so sorry this is so late and sorry for all the inactivity on my blog I’ve been feeling under the weather so things have been slow but please be patient I’ll get your request out when I can and I hope you enjoyed! ^^’)

#tadc #tadc tickles #Ler!Pomni #Lee!Jax #answered #sfw fic #sfw post

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my-name-is-heartache · 1 year ago

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Promise braids

Warnings: legolas (yes he is a warning), use of Y/n, touching someone without consent, reader is half elf half human, also this is my first fic ever so sorry it'll be shite <3

Pairings: legolas X F!reader

Au where Gandalf goes to Rohan alone and tells the three besties to go someplace safe until he can meet them again.

I've always liked the idea that the braids in elves hair are promises made to them so that's what's happening in this.

You heard a knock coming from the door. Walking towards it you called out,

"who is it?"

"it's me Legolas, me and my companions need a place to sleep tonight," he replied.

"how many of you are there?" You asked whilst opening the door.

"Only three," answered a dwarf to legolas's left. You stepped aside and gestured for them to enter.

Once everyone had entered and the door was firmly locked, legolas took you aside. "We are being hunted, we need a safe place to stay. With someone we trust."

"who's chasing you?"

"Orc's but we will be gone before they arrive," he took your hand in his. "You need not worry about us, about me."

"but what about the town, if the orcs think you are here they will burn this place to the ground and me with it." You pointed out.

"well you would come with us, you shalln't go all the way with us to Isengard but-"

"To Isengard? Your going to Isengard? Why?," You cut him off.

"I can't tell you my love, all I can say is that we need your help."

"and you know I would do anything for you, and yet you still refuse to stay by my side for long."

"I promise you this is the last quest the last adventure before I am yours."

You sighed, "Would they like to eat?" You gestured a thumb towards the ranger, and the dwarf who were now talking of hobbits and wizards you didn't know.

"yes, we haven't eaten in a week." Legolas looked ashamed.

"this must be an important quest my love." You kissed his cheek before walking of to your pantry and gathering foods enough for three meals.

When you returned your guests were sitting at the table patiently waiting. Gently you placed hams, cheeses and fruits in front of them, before fetching plates, cutlery and 2 glasses filled with wine.

"If anything is not to your tastes please tell me." You said before fetching a pint of ale for the dwarf. Who beamed upon your generosity.

Once your guests were eating they told you tales of orcs and hobbits, until all the food had gone and you showed them to rooms.

"master dwarf you can sleep here tonight, the lavatory is the door across from yours in the hall and through that door," you pointed to a door inside the room, "is master rangers room."

"please call me Gimli," requested the dwarf shaking your hand.

"of course, sleep well Gimli." You said before closing the door.

"master ranger this is-"

"Aragorn," he said before slipping inside the room and closing the door.

"well that's that then," you said before taking legolas's hand and entering your own bedroom.

"Are you sure it is wise for us to share? I do not wish the others to find out about us," he asked as you took of your dress and tucked yourself under the duvet.

"well then by all means sleep on the floor, but I do not have anymore rooms," upon hearing that he undressed and slipped under the covers to join you.

When dawn came you awoke to legolas sleeping peacefully beside you. And not very hushed whispers coming from down the hall.

"It is not impolite to awaken first Gimli."

"Aye but it is rude to wander someone else's home whilst they sleep," you decided to go and see what all the fuss was about. Sitting up you swung your legs over the side of the bed and felt a soft hand glide down your side.

"Where do you think your going?" Murmered a sleepy legolas. As he trailed kisses up your back.

"to go and help my guests." You slipped out of bed and pulled on the same dress as yesterday. "Should I expect you to get up?" You asked kissing his forehead.

"yeah, give me a moment," he pulled the duvet off of him, and you left him to dress.

Walking into your front room you saw Aragorn and Gimli sitting across from eachother.

"would you two care for breakfast?" You asked already making your way to the kitchen.

"yes please," Gimli emphasized the please and Aragorn rolled his eyes.

You pulled out four bowls and filled them with porridge and honey topped with toasted acorns. Putting them down infront of the two you then sat on the right of Gimli. And you all began to eat.

"You know legolas never told us your name," commented Aragorn matter of factly.

"My name is Y/n," you told them and Gimli smiled.

"a beautiful name for a beautiful woman," he grinned at you.

"The dwarf is right it truly suits you," added Aragorn. You were about to reply when Legolas entered the room, now Fully clothed.

Silently he took his seat next to Aragorn and started eating.

"I'm going into the market today," you announced. "You are welcome to come with me or stay here."

"we need to go into the town's library, if you'll take is to it?" Aragorn said.

"of course, but may I ask why?" you asked.

"to meet a friend of ours." Answered Aragorn simply.

"will you be leaving after that? Or will I have the pleasure of your company for longer."

"we don't know, although I suspect we shall take our leave," you nodded before taking all the empty bowls and bringing them into the kitchen and beginning to wash them along with the plates from last night.

You were just finishing cleaning the last plate when you dropped it and it shattered against the hard floor.

"oh, bastard," you swore as a shard tore into your ankle just bow the hem if your skirt.

Holding onto the wall for support you got off the stool you had been sitting on , picking up the shards of porcelain you binned them and placed your foot upon the stool.

Carefully sweeping your hair out of your eyes you assessed the wound.

Biting your lip you yanked on the small peice of porcelain and it sliced across your skin enlarging the cut to almost triple the size.

You cried out at the sharp needles of pain traveling through your nerves.

Suddenly legolas, Aragorn and Gimli were in the room.

"sorry I saw a bee," you lied quickly dropping your skirt so it hid the blood pouring out of the gash.

Legolas grabbed your ankle and tugged the skirt up to your knee watching as the blood dribbled down your foot and dripped onto the floor "quite a nasty bee," he said making eye contact.

"I cut myself on a bit of broken plate," you couldn't lie with him looking at you like a puppy denied attention.

"you will be the death of me Y/n, wheres your first aid kit?" He shook his head resigningly.

"top shelf on the left." Aragorn Hurriedly lifted it down and handed it to legolas.

"well we'll just be through here then," said Gimli then he and Aragorn left.

"you must be more careful my love," legolas scolded, "had you been sitting on the floor it could have been your eye," legolas gestures to a shard of plate left stuck in the wall next to where your shoulder had been.

"you say it like I dropped the thing on purpose," you rolled your eyes.

"No I am merely concerned," legolas wrapped a bandage around the wound after putting a weird ointment on it. "Make sure you change this regularly or the wound may get infected."

"why would I do that when I have you to do it for me," you scrunched your nose in amusement. But he didn't seem to find it funny. As you turned back to the shelf and lifted the kit back up to it you felt strong hands on your waist slowly trailing up and down your sides. Then you felt his hot breath on your neck.

"you should really listen to me you know," he kissed your neck. "Because one day I'll stop repeatedly telling you, and you will have no idea what to do with yourself."

"well I manage just fine when your not here, which is pretty much always."

You could feel your blood boiling, he was never here but when he was he always had something to scold you about.

"I'm here now," he kissed the spot just under your ear before taking your earlobe into his mouth and sucking on it gently.

Your blood was filled with a new kind of fire as legolas left your ear to suck a mark into your neck.

"Legolas," you gasped, your voice barely audible. But he heard and spun you round in his arms.

"yes my love?" He whispered.

"not here," you were surprised you could talk, as your thoughts were lost in his eyes which were blown dark with lust, his pupils almost ingulfing his entire iris.

Legolas left a quick kiss on your lips before he left rejoining the others.

Breathing heavily you took a few moments to gather your thoughts back together before following him.

"So this is the market?" Said Gimli.

"yup this is it," you gestured to the many stalls and shops laid out in front of you. "I just need to buy a few things before we go to the library."

"well then what are we waiting for," said Aragorn. As he tried to enter the mass of people.

"Wait do you all have money?" You stopped him.

"no why?" He answered.

"take this," you handed all three a small bag of money, "I wouldn't want you to be mistaken for theaves. Plus the more money you have on you the more you will be respected, so try not to spend it all."

"I shall not spend a single penny," said Gimli before he disappeared into the crowd, swiftly followed by Aragorn.

"Well in we go," you muttered before moving towards a small stall selling rings. Pretending you didn't know legolas was still by your side you examined one of the many rings. It was a band of muted gold woven round ruby's of the finest origin.

"If this is a hint directed at me, consider it ignored," legolas sighed.

"I was only looking," you tutted but placed the ring back down and moved to the next stall, filled with fabrics and ribbons.

Picking up a roll of white cloth you rubbed the corner between your thumb and forefinger.

"How much?" You asked the kind old woman behind the stall.

"Eight casters deary," smiled the woman sweetly. Silently you handed over the money and placed the fabric in your bag.

Legolas stared you down in this time.

"what did you need that for?" Legolas asked.

"well it's my job, that you would know nothing about because your never here," legolas was about to protest but you shushed him. "I'm a seamstress, I make various garments and such."

You started walking away again when you heard a kerfuffle to your right, turning towards it you saw Gimli running towards you at top speed, pushing people out of the way as he went.

"your right I shouldn't have spent it all," Gimli puffed. Behind him you could see 5 guards running alot faster towards him.

"stand back I'll handle it," you said and pushed him behind you.

The gaurds stopped infront of you.

"is there a problem?" You inquired.

"We suspect that dwarf of theiving," boomed one of the gaurds.

"well did he steal anything?" You quirked an eyebrow.

"No, but he has no money, what would someone without any money be doing in a market if he wasn't theiving," pronounced the gaurd proudly.

"well maybe he has just spent all his money in said market."

"Ah but then he would have something to show for it wouldn't he," said the gaurd before saying in a more menacing tone "are we gonna have a problem pretty lady?" then he leered over you trailing his right hand down your cheek slowly bringing it lower until it rested on your breast, a wicked grin on his face.

You felt legolas move his hand to his sword and Gimli shift into a fighting stance.

"no sir," slowly you turned to Gimli.

"What did you buy with the money?" You asked kindly.

Looking ashamed Gimli looked down.

"I bought myself some more ale," he mumbled.

"see, if you so desire we shall find where he bought the ale, but I wouldn't want to waste your time sir," you tilted your head and stuck your bottom lip out just enough that you wouldn't notice the difference but your lips would look slightly bigger.

"no that shalln't be necessary," he said before leaving, the other gaurds following close behind.

"That was close," you sighed before turning back around.

"Why did you let him touch you," legolas grimaced and Gimli nodded.

"Well if I didn't it would have made things worse."

"I thought we made a deal," Said legolas in elvish as he stepped closer. Your breathe caught in your throat as legolas trailed his finger along the braid neatly woven into your hair.

"legolas," you warned and he stepped back again.

"Legolas," called a voice from the crowd and milliseconds later Aragorn appeared. "Gandalf has arrived."

The two others quickly followed as Aragorn hurried up the library steps and into the vast halls filled with books. With you trailing behind them almost tripping over your long ankle length dress.

When you finally stopped it was to find yourself before a tall old man with long white hair and a beard to match. You ducked behind a bookshelf and listened.

"Gandalf what happened?" Asked Aragorn.

"Saroman had corrupted the king's mind, but worry not all is well," Gandalf smiled. Although you could feel a but coming. "But you three must go and fight at helm's deep."

"where?" Gimli asked.

"it is a fortress north west from here. I assume the people of Rohan have fled there?" Aragorn explained.

"yes and they need some help."

Legolas's hand went to the braid woven on his right. His fingers felt the length of it before he took his hand back down.

"I can't go," he said briskly.

They all looked at him shocked.

"But you have to!" Exclaimed Gandalf.

"You said the fortress was Northwest, well Rohan is southeast, meaning the enemy must pass through here."

"yes well it is but a small town a small sacrifice compared to how many would die if you did not come. You cannot save these people legolas."

"I don't care about the people, but her, no. I shall not leave her, nor will I bring her to die."

"legolas, saroman cares not for these shack's. We need you at helm's deep."

"did I stutter? I won't leave her here."

"Legolas, you would let innocent people die for the sake of one girl?"

"she is not a girl she is my best friend and besides I shall not be missed I am but one archer."

"I thought I was your best friend," muttered Gimli.

"we need all the help we can get," Gandalf boomed, several people turned to look and the librarian did not look amused.

"we cannot talk here, where are you staying?"

The three exchanged looks. Feeling they had noticed your absence you quickly fled, hoping they didn't see you leave.

Rushing down the library steps and into the now deserted side streets, market day could wait.

You dashed down alleyway after alleyway until you found yourself at the stables on the edge of town.

You allowed yourself a moment to catch your breath before you walked past the stables and down to the moorlands.

Looking around you found yourself alone.

Subconsciously your hand shot up to the braids in your hair fiddling with them.

You thought of what legolas had said. He wasn't leaving you. Not this time.

Walking around the last outskirts of town you saw your own house sitting with its neighbours next to the main road.

Slipping inside through the backdoor you were greeted with the sounds of frantic arguing.

You gulped, they had beat you back.

"where is she?"

"she's probably still at the market."

"I swear she was just behind us."

"arguing won't find her."

"Y/ns smart she'll know we're here."

"but how will we know where she is."

"maybe she's still at the market."

"we searched the market 3 times she's not there."

Stepping into your main room you spoke up making sure you were heard. "wow three whole times and yet you still failed to look else where,"

"Y/n!" Legolas jumped up and rushed to you stopping just short he squeezed your shoulder in his left hand. "Thank god your safe, we were worried."

Suddenly Gimli poked your side hard.

"Ow," you exclaimed.

"that's for makin us worried, and this," Gimli hugged you tight. "Is fer coming back,"

"it is good to see you too, I'm afraid I walked the long way back so-"

"The long way," scoffed Aragorn, "you took 2 hours," Then he stood and walked over to you and patting your back. "You scared us, don't do it again."

"I'll try not to," you smiled. Before the same man as before cleared his throat. "who's this?" You asked.

"I am Gandalf."

"I assume you are the person they went to meet?"

"yes I am and the four of us must leave within the hour," legolas swiveled around his grip on your shoulder tightening.

"Gandalf!" He warned.

"you two should pack your things," Gandalf ignored legolas. Gimli nodded, then he and Aragorn left.

"Gandalf I have told you once I will not go with you," legolas let go of your shoulder and took a step towards Gandalf.

"and I told you hundreds will die if you stay."

"may they rest in peace," legolas spat.

"legolas," you gasped. Horrified at his words. Both of them turned to you. "If people will die you must go."

"if I go you will die," legolas tried to reason.

"that is no excuse I am but one person if hundreds will die you must go!" You were astonished that he could even consider this matter.

"no I won't leave you, not again," he said sternly.

"legolas!" You exclaimed.

"No Y/n," legolas raised his voise and you stopped arguing. "I love you to much, if I leave and you die I will never Ever forgive myself, especially if I could have done something about it," legolas tucked one of your braids behind your ear.

"then let me go with you," you nagged.

"I shall never leed you to your death like that."

"I'm not asking I'm telling, take me or leave me just pick one, but you must go," you said exasperatedly.

"I thought you wanted me to stay?"

"I do my love but not-" slowly he bent down and captured your lips in his own. Softly curving his mouth across yours. You melted into him, before recoiling in disgust.

When he saw your expression he frowned.

"don't ever try to manipulate me like that again." With that you turned on your heal and marched into your bedroom fuming.

"wait Y/n!" He called after you.

"I don't want to hear it!" You mumbled through the tears coursing down your cheeks .

Half an hour had past and you still lay in your bed trying to delude yourself with possible reasons to why legolas would do that.

When the justling of things had ceased you were met with the quiet discussion of how to say goodbye to you.

Just then your door creeked open and legolas stood in its frame. He took a step into the room and shut the door.

"what do you want?" You asked a fresh tear sliding down your face.

"to apologise, I didn't think and-" he stopped something had cought his eye. He took a step back and slid down against the wall.

"What?" You didn't bother turning your head to look at him properly.

"your braid," you could hear his voice shake with unshared emotions and his eyes fill with unshed tears.

Bringing your hand up to your hair you felt through the crinkles on the left side of your head.

"you broke your promise, I undid the braid. I don't see a problem."

"I didn't mean-"

"but we can make new promises, you can try again." You sat up the hair tie still in your hand. Carefully you sat down in-between his legs facing away from him.

Silently you passed him the hair tie.

"what do you want me to promise to you?"

"your honesty," you murmured. So quietly that had it not been for legolas's elvish sences he would have missed it.

Once he had heard the tears he had been holding back slid from his eyes and he leant his forehead against your shoulder.

You leant back against him so his back was firmly against the wall. Your own tears mixing with his.

"I'm sorry, Y/n, your everything to me. I just didn't want to lose you too," he sobbed into your neck.

"I don't need an explanation," you turned your head and kissed his temple.

"I love you," he said through his tears.

"I love you too."

Part two

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"Uuuh, the revenge dress is back" John laughed.

"I totally forgot about the Christmas party and it was the first thing that I found" June said while checking she had everything she may need in her purse.

"Well, you look hot as hell, you should wear it more often. Like... Maybe on your next date with Chilly? When is that happening, by the way?"

"I don't know."

"June, did you fuck things up again?"

"Of course not!"

"Then why haven't you met again?"

"Because we've been busy. But I'm stopping at his place on my way to the party."

"Then you can start forgetting about it" he chuckled.

"What?"

"The moment he sees you with that dress in his front door, he'll drag you to his room and…"

"Shut up, John!" June said again, feeling her cheeks getting warmer.

"Just a warning" he shrugged.

"Whatever. Have you seen my keys?"

"I think that crazy cat of yours was playing with them earlier.”

"What? John! I can't be late!"

"To shag Chilly?" he said with a mischievous smile.

"You are so annoying" she replied. "Help me find the keys."

"Ok, fine. You are too stressed and getting laid will definitely help, so let's get this over with."

"John!"

"I'm just teasing you, June" he laughed. "You look so cute when your face looks like a tomato."

"And you look really cute with my fist on your nose."

"Ok, ok" John laughed again. "Let's find your keys so you can go give Chilly his Christmas present. Which isn't something sexual" he quickly added when he saw the look June was giving him.

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“Merry Christmas, Chilwell.”

“Merry Christmas, Maxwell. Please come in.”

“Thank you” June smiled, taking off her coat. “Sorry I am a bit late, but I couldn’t find my keys and… Ben, are you ok? Ben. Chilwell!”

“Uh?”

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, yeah. It’s just… your dress.”

“Please don’t tell me I ripped it getting out of the car or that it is covered in cat's fur.”

“No, no. It’s perfect.”

“Then why are you looking at me like that?” she asked.

“Because it is perfect.”

“You aren’t making any sense, Chilwell.”

“It is the dress you wore at the Sky party last season, isn’t it?”

“It is. Why?”

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since that day.”

“About my dress?” June laughed. “I knew you were into fashion, but I didn’t know you were so into it.”

“I’m into you wearing it” he said, finally looking her in the eyes.

“What?”

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you wearing that dress.”

“You… haven’t…” June mumbled.

“That night I realized that June Maxwell was more than an annoying girl who also happened to be an amazing football player. She also was hot. Very hot” Ben said, slowly walking towards her.

“Oh.”

“Oh” he repeated, now standing in front of her. “I couldn’t keep my eyes off you that night. Didn’t you notice?”

“Back then I wasn’t paying you the same attention I do now” she said with a nervous laugh.

“Yeah…” he replied, biting his lower lip and making June suddenly feel really hot.

“So, umm… Your Christmas present.”

“Is this my Christmas present? You wearing this dress?” he smirked.

“What? No… no, no no. This is” she said, showing him the little bag she was carrying.

“Shame” he sighed.

“Yes, umm… Your present” June repeated, putting the bag in front of her and hoping that it would somehow stop whatever was going on between her and Ben.

“Wait… You actually made it!” he smiled as he opened the bag. “I thought you had forgotten about my beanie!”

“I had other customers in case you forgot.”

“Did you also embroider the girls' initials on theirs?”

“Just on yours. Is it too much?”

“It’s perfect, June. I love it” Ben said with a smile that made June’s heart skip a beat.

“Put it on. I used John as a model but I think your head is bigger.”

“Rude” he chuckled.

“I’m not being rude, it’s a fact. Does that sound familiar?” she smirked.

“Nope” Ben laughed. “So, how do I look?”

“As I expected. Stupidly handsome” June sighed.

“Sorry” he replied with another smile while grabbing her by the waist and pulling her closer to him, the space that she had put between them gone again. “Thank you very much, Maxwell.”

“You’re welcome, Chilwell” she gulped, the heat she had been feeling earlier also coming back. “Do you want to do something before I have to leave?”

“I do. I want to do this” Ben said before kissing her.

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“There you are” Vittoria said as June walked into the party. “Where were you?”

“Trying to survive the chaos. First I forgot to pick a dress for tonight and had to go through my whole wardrobe to find something nice. Then I couldn't find my keys because Pepper had been playing with them. Then I got stuck in traffic…”

Which wasn’t a lie. But the real reason behind June arriving late, was the make out session she and Ben had had. Leaving him had been extremely difficult.

“Have I told you yet that I love that you called your cat Pepper? Chilly... Pepper...” Vittoria smirked, making June roll her eyes. “Anyway, come. Lauren has been asking for you nonstop, I think something happened.”

“Something like what?”

“I don't know. By the way, is this the Versace dress from the Sky party? The revenge one like John calls him?”

“Yep.”

“You know, now that you and Chilly are back to being friends, you should ask him if the dress had the effect John wanted. If seeing you wearing it made him hard.”

“Vittoria!”

“What?”

“We aren’t alone, lower down your voice.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. But you should ask him. Knowing what happened after, I think I know his answer” she smirked again.

“Yeah, whatever. Let’s go find Lauren” June said, trying to change the topic. Because she already knew that the dress had had the response John had been looking for when he chose it for her.

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"No" June and Mason said at the same time.

"C'mon, guys. You are the captains, you have to do it!" Lauren begged.

"And it is Christmas. Can't you put aside whatever happened for just one night? Please?" Reece pouted.

"Ok, fine" June sighed. "But just because you two are the most annoying siblings ever and I can't say no to that face."

"Thank you" Reece smiled. "Mount?"

"No" he said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Mase, bro… C'mon."

"I don't want to be anywhere near her, Reece. End of the story."

"Seriously, Mason? It's just a stupid speech, nothing else. We do it and then you can go back to ignoring me and being bitter" June said.

"Bitter?" he laughed. "I'm not bitter, Maxwell."

"That's not what people say."

"What people, uh? Chilly? I know he forgave you and that you are back to sucking his dick."

"I'm not…"

"Ok, ok" Lauren said, stopping June mid sentence. "It's Christmas, remember? A time for peace and love. So let's leave the sexual comments for another day and focus on what matters now. The speech."

"Exactly" Reece said. "Will you do it or not?”

"I will. But Mr. Mount here is too obsessed with what I do in my personal life" June said.

"Maybe because it is with my best friend? The one you said you didn't have feelings for?"

"Mason, I already apologized for lying to you. What else do you want me to do?"

"Oh, so you do have feelings for Chilly" he laughed.

"Yes, I do. Happy now?"

"Do you love him?" he asked.

"Mase, I don't think this is the moment to ask something like that" Lauren intervened. She knew better than anyone how much June struggled with talking about her feelings.

"It's complicated" she replied.

"It isn't, Maxwell. Do you love Chilly, yes or no?"

"I…"

"Guys, it's time for the speech" a Chelsea staff member said, interrupting the conversation. "Are you ready?"

"I am" June quickly said. She could kiss that woman right now.

"Mount?"

"Yeah, I guess" he sighed. "But you still owe me an answer" he whispered in June's ear as they walked back into the party.

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alatismeni-theitsa · 5 months ago

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I really really hope I don't end up coming off as rude in this, but I found your account from the Hades tag (the game--which I suppose I don't really have the same negative feelings for, both because I'm neither greek nor religious and thus am very disjointed from the frustrations expressed ) and seeing as the designs were the main talking point (I know I'm oversimplifying her I'm so sorry if this comes off as rude) I was curious as to what would be a respectful depiction of Greek mythology. Greek mythology has always been something I enjoyed reading about, but knowing that a lot of my exposure to it has been heavily westernize one way or another, I was wondering if I could ask for I guess more insight? I might not share the same feelings (due to again having grown up unreligious and thus trying to compare how I might feel if my own chinese mythology was given the hades treatment isn't exactly far becaue to me they really are just kinda like prompts in my mind--though I'm not sure how wrong it is for me to think like that) I do wish to understand it because your culture religion and mythology isn't a prop. It deserves the same respect every other culture/religion has/is getting. sorry for the lengthy ask, but it's perspectives like you're I want to hear more about though I've struggled to really open up to them because often time the discussions felt hostile (that said I am conflict adverse so this is probably a me problem.). On a final side note (and this is definitely where I am about to sound really stupid/bigoted but I really have to ask because my conscious will not leave me alone about it) but would it be ignorant for a person such as myself to find enjoyment from a game such as Hades less because of it's mythological roots though they are a factor and more for the story it's decided to tell (for what is honestly when I really do think about it) using the greek mythology "props"? Like enjoying it seperate from the source material?

Hello and apologies for taking so long to answer! Two consecutive hours where I exist undisturbed is very rare in my life during this period, so please, again, forgive me for replying a month later. 💜💜💜

A second anon question I got about the same issue:

I appreciate both of you for asking. Identifying the problem in the context of your situation, and what you don't know is a great step forward (and I am very sorry I wasn't able to respond to you earlier). For those who don't know, this blog, despite the salty content, is all about peaceful discussion and understanding.

I think answering the first anon ask will also cover the first. Let me start with one point and elaborate on the rest:

"On a final side note (and this is definitely where I am about to sound really stupid/bigoted but I really have to ask because my conscious will not leave me alone about it) but would it be ignorant for a person such as myself to find enjoyment from a game such as Hades less because of its mythological roots though they are a factor and more for the story it's decided to tell (for what is honestly when I really do think about it) using the greek mythology "props"? Like enjoying it separate from the source material?"

Neither I nor any other (sane) Greek would like to police people in a way of stopping their enjoyment of media. Like other Greeks, I have also played Hades and liked it. I believe we can enjoy the present media and still advocate for better media in the future. We can all be more aware, and push for gods and heroes to be treated like the cultural figures they are, and not as products of late-stage western capitalism.

Greek gods and heroes cannot be separated from their culture and still be the same since they no longer carry their stories or embody the same values. (This goes for every cultural figure.) What would be the point of Heracles if your only exposure to him was that "he is an ancient strong guy who kills monsters"? There is a whole story to him beyond that, what makes him "Heracles", a hero that Greeks hold as a symbol even in our days. Without his story, he's no different than an average modern American superhero.

To the first anon: If you were to explain any Chinese hero or deity to me, you would still need to explain all the "surrounding" elements, like the world domains, the monsters, what is "respectful" and what is "not respectful" to do within the context of the Chinese culture. You wouldn't just drop the figure in question and expect me to understand everything, right? And for this reason, I don't think it would be fair to this figure and the Chinese audiences to just drop this figure separated from Chinese culture in a super American setting. As you suspected, it would leave a bad taste in the mouth of religious and non-religious people who know this figure.

There is some effort from Western media to incorporate these elements into their stories but it's done superficially through the classic Americanized lens. This doesn't allow the audience to feel these values and stories within a different context. The producers will do anything so (mainly Western) audiences don't feel alienated by exploring a foreign culture - but this entirely misses the point of exploring a foreign ancient culture.

I don't want to be entirely absolute here and say that no modernized depiction of these figures is good. It was even a fresh take a few years ago but now the market is so saturated with this presentation that even the audience who "loves Greek myth" is only exposed to this, and misses all the nuances of the ancient Greek context.

To its credit, the Hades game incorporated some ancient elements successfully (the gods offering their favor and getting vengeful when ignored, or having their own "human-like" interactions without getting reduced to the presentation of "petty humans"). This is more than what most westernized media has achieved but I still feel we only got crumbs compared to what we could have.

For me and some other Greeks, the game would be considerably elevated by the use of actual Greek culture, in addition to its cool story. By "actual Greek culture" I mean ways of interaction, clothes (not just the standard white chiton), music, etc. It looks like most western media fears that the Greek gods inside their culture will be "too foreign" for their audiences, which treats the audiences as if they're dumb and frustrates the already tired Greeks because god forbid we ever are "too foreign", "too unapproachable" to rich/western foreigners.

As always, depictions of heroes and gods from other cultures should be kept. The very recent phenomenon of westerners just deciding to "re-paint" the Greek gods Nordic pale or West African dark - according to their social sensitivities of the time - is a decision they took alone and without any consultation of Greeks. It's a decision that treats the Greek gods like props, as well, precisely because people of the original culture were never asked, and they are negative about this type of change. This decision was taken with the same brass the western colonizers used these same figures to set harmful standards for the colonized peoples and other nations they deemed "lesser", like the Greeks of their time themselves.

As we are not expected to change Maori, Chinese and Congolese gods' appearance (symbols, clothing, phenotype (or "race" as it is in some countries)) same goes for Greek gods. We grant all gods this standard because we recognize that they're - among other things - symbols of the overwhelming majority of the indigenous people of their land. Many USians mistakenly equate Greeks with the Western colonizers and the US culture, a thought that feeds their ownership attitude which I've spoken about many times in the past and i won't elaborate further on, for the sake of your sanity xD

Finally, if one struggles to place the Greek gods in the context of an actual religion, I think it would help them to read ancient hymns for the Greek gods (which are widely available online, in English at least) so they can see firsthand the veneration they were/are worth to their worshippers. Reading plays like the Bacchae or Alcestis, or parts of the Iliad and the Odyssey where the gods are present will show the magnanimity of the gods within the religion.

I'd also encourage them to recall examples of being present when their family or friends expressed veneration towards a deity (be it the God of Abrahamic religions, the Chinese pantheon, the Hindu pantheon, and so on) and try to imagine the same veneration towards the Greek gods. Studying Greek Orthodoxy is another way to understand this veneration. Since many ancient Greek elements remain in our Christianity, in it one can find many of the old type of respect. (Saint veneration replaced the deities' worship, the Greek type of offering worship, prayer to a home altar with offerings, road altars, funerary customs and processions, etc). If one is already familiar with Christianity this study would be a good middle step, in my opinion.

Having the context for each Greek myth figure one uses can be challenging but big studios should be able to hire specialists and offer proper representation. "They want the pie whole and the dog full", as we say here; they want quick profit with the least possible effort. They know that if they just name-drop some stuff western audiences will believe they have done deep research because previous media never invited them to engage deeply with the Greek heritage.

No culture is "uncomplex" and "easy to learn". Ancient Greek culture, like all, needs significant study to fully grasp. People should not expect to know it all after one Wikipedia reading. There's always more to learn and more context to be understood. The good news is that if you speak English and have an internet connection, translations and analyses of ancient Greek texts are super accessible to you.

It shouldn't be expected from all people to become experts but if one "loves Greek mythology" and their knowledge is PJO level, I am sorry but this person doesn't really know what they "love". A decent amount of study, at one's own pace, will enrich and deepen engagement with the Greek myths. Once you gain more knowledge, you understand why it's needed.

For the second anon's question, "What would be a proper representation of a Greek god", I have mostly answered it in the above paragraphs, but I would also like to add something culture-wise. Since the Greek gods in the media can exist in various eras, one should not divorce them from the Greek element. The Greek gods are an expression of the ancient Greek collective, therefore it wouldn't make sense for them to have lost all touch with Greek ways of thought and attitude. If they were Americans, they wouldn't be WASPs, or Native Americans or Black Americans. They would be more like First Gen Greek Americans. They would love (to a healthy degree) and mention their culture because that's where they came from and that's what they represent.

#answered #representation #I haven't properly answered asks in a WHILE #Sorry about that

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savethevamps · 1 year ago

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Top Tanin: The Imperfect Victim

Disclaimer : Please leave your Top hate away from this post. I have no problem having a discussion about Top, but if you’re just going to blatantly hate & make comments that have absolutely nothing to do with this topic, keep it to yourself.

Now before we get into the topic at hand, I would like to give everyone the definition of The Ideal Victim Fallacy aka The Perfect Victim Theory, which is: a damaging belief about how a victim should look and behave in order to be deemed a credible source.

Some of you may be wondering, “what exactly does this have to do with that cheater Top?”, and I’m here to explain how it has everything to do with him. Top is a prime example of how the perfect victim does not exist, and how damaging the very notion of a “perfect victim” is. Top Tanin has been SA on multiple occasions, and it has mostly been glossed over by viewers simply because he is not the ideal victim. Now, I won’t sit here & say that no one has pointed this out, but I will say that I haven’t seen this be discussed as deeply as I think it should so here I go.

1. First, let’s talk personality. “The Perfect Victim” is always thought of as someone who is meek, innocent, and kind; someone who would never engage in anything illicit.

When we’re introduced to Top, we’re immediately told how we should feel about him. We’re supposed to think that Top is an asshole, a player, arrogant, and rude. We can go back and forth about what is true and what’s not, but the main point is this; we have our set up of this guy now, and we know how we’re told to feel about him personality wise.

2. Secondly, physical traits. The “Ideal Victim” is usually someone smaller in stature, weak, and by all accounts defenseless.

Top is a relatively tall man who exercises, and from what we can tell, a man who isn’t afraid to throw a punch when provoked. So now we have our physical attributes.

3. Thirdly, SA is usually depicted as only happening to the “receiver” or the person who is usually penetrated during sex.

From what we see of Top, he’s portrayed as being a well, Top. The story is also in the realm of boys love, a genre in which if SA is going to happen, it will always happen to the bottom.

Now, we have all these points down and they all add up to this; Top is the exact opposite of a “Perfect Victim”. From his personality down to the position he takes during sex. Hopefully everyone has followed along with me, and we can all come to the same conclusion that he is not an “Ideal Victim”, and we can discuss the scenes in which he is SA.

The first assault occurs in episode two. Top goes to shower off and Boston strips naked to join him in the shower. Top is of course caught off guard by this, and asks what Boston is doing, to which Boston replies by saying he, “wants it again”. He then proceeds to push Top into the shower. They talk back and forth, Boston starts kissing his neck and body, then Mew comes in. A lot of people see this scene and immediately say, “oh Top should have pushed him off, or “He clearly didn’t care or he would’ve said no.” It’s worth noting that Top freezes up once Boston starts touching him suggestively, and to the second point; Top has said no, we find this out in the very first episode. Having sex once isn’t blanket permission, especially when the person expresses they do not wish to have it happen again.

The second, technically third, time he is assaulted, happens in episode four. Top is once again cornered by Boston, and getting groped while he constantly tells Boston “no” and “stop”. Boston doesn’t listen, so Top pushes him away. Now this is a scene where I see people agree that it’s SA, which is good, however it gives ammo to the people who believe the first incident was not assault. They say, “well if he can push him off here, why couldn’t he before” or “he spoke up fast here, but he barely said anything before.” The simple answer is, in my opinion, the fact that Top is now feeling ashamed and guilty about what occurred the night before. He’s no longer just thinking about himself, he is now also thinking about Mew and how he can’t “allow” (notice the quotations) Boston to keep touching him.(It’s worth noting that Top does have a brief moment where he freezes, just like in the first scene.)

In conclusion, I’m pretty sure Top does not see himself as a victim of SA due to the theory I’ve explained above, and I can tell that most people do not view him as a victim either. All I wanted to say in this post is how as a viewer, it’s our job to be able to see this for what it is. Top is a victim of SA, he is a victim of this “Ideal/Perfect Victim” myth, and I would like it if people would start viewing these scenes as such, and not just ammo for you to use when saying how “bad” you think Top is.

#only friends the series #only friends #top tanin #topboston #only friends top #I also believe he was sa in the car scene and I can give a long breakdown about that too

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r0s3s26 · 4 months ago

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Hello I’d like to request it for Haikyuu pls. <3 You name/nickname for request or blurb

safsaf

<3 Your pronouns

She/her

<3 A romantic or platonic match up

Romantic please <3

<3 Any gender preference

Male

<3 Your ideal first date/hangout

Stay with me: going to a mariage counselor and pretending to be married to see if we have good chemistry and see how good they are at coming up with a lie. That or clay sculpting.

<3 5+ bullet points or sentences talking about your personality (positive and negative)

I’m an extrovert but my social battery runs out quick, I looove things that make my life easier (air fryer), I wear my heart on my sleeve so I’m a lover girl, I’m terrible at dealing with my emotions but great at reading other people’s, I adore my friends(a lil more than my family).

<3 Likes

the smell of old books, daydreaming, psycho analyzing people, the horoscope although I don’t believe it

<3 Dislikes

Not speaking up on social injustices, rude to restaurants workers, someone who’s not confident and keeps on deminishing themselves as a way of manipulating me much more

<3 The traits you look for in a partner or friend

Emotionally intelligent but still funny. Laid back cause I’m not and someone who can listen to me YAP

<3 Your hobbies and interests(sports, clubs, etc)

Interest in anything related to humanities. Cooking. Content making.

thank u so so much.

Your Matchup is…Sugawara Koushi!!

<3 Everyone forgets that Suga is a menace

<3 Like on the same level as Noya and Tanaka but more secretive and or chill about it

<3 So he would absolutely to the marriage counselor thing and be so into it

<3 But he is also a very chill person so if you want to chill activities he can do that

<3 Just very much a go with the the flow kinda guy

<3 Lover boy right here

<3 The team would be sick of how lovey dovey you both are *que Daichi and Asahi gagging noises*

<3 Because Suga is a setter, his entire job is to read other people and how they will react to certain plays. So he definitely uses that with you when dealing with you emotions and working through them with you

<3 Because you are also good at reading emotions I think you both would psychoanalyze people just for the fun of it

<3 Because you care so much about your friends, and the team becomes your friends, you also become the team mom (i’m putting you also as a 3rd year)

<3 Longest yap sessions ever

<3 You would look through your call log and see one that was 7 hours long just cause you both couldn’t get off the phone

<3 Please make him food, if you do he will be yours for life

Drabble:

You and Suga are sitting in your kitchen with a bunch of clay around you, wondering how you got into this mess, but that's a story for another day. But you are here now and you said you were gonna do it. “Hey honey, do you even know how to make clay sculptures?” Suga said in a tone that was mixed with nervousness and amusement “Of course I don’t, but we will learn today!” you replied excitedly. Now you are sitting across from each other sculpting the other's face, well attempting to. When you are both done with said sculptures you both turn them around and show them to each other, and it went a little something like this; “Ok 3, 2, 1” you both said as you flipped your busts. You both immediately start laughing y’alls asses off at the way the sculptures look “Suga that is not what I look like” you say with a laugh “My nose does NOT look like that”, “Um I would like to call it artistic liberty my sweets” he says very matter a-factly “And I don’t look like that ether my eyes are not that big” “Erm you literally have baby doll eyes, no not even, puppy eyes, so this is actually super accurate mister” you say in a fake nerd voice. You both stare at each other and laugh again at each other's interesting interpretations of the other, not thinking about the worries or cares of the outside world, only thinking of you both and the moments that you two share.

#anime #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu!!#matchups #haikyuu matchup #sugawara koushi #sugawara x reader

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moonlunarmight · 1 year ago

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Rude Encounter

"Hey there! My name's Gohan, I am a half-Saiyan from Earth! You've probably heard of my father, Goku!"

"Actually no I haven't" Moon replied

"Oh, ok, well my father is the famous Goku! I'm sure you've heard of him. He's a great fighter, and an amazing friend to many, and most definitely me! I look up to him a lot. I'm a half-Saiyan, and I was raised here on planet Earth, so I'm a protector of the planet, just like my dad!"

"Nope I haven't" Moon walks past the tall Saiyan Gohan

"Oh, uh, alright then... Guess I'll just be on my way. Oh! Before you go, would you mind hearing a fun fact about me?"

He gives you a friendly smile

"No" Moon was about to fly away Gohan, a bit saddened, raises his head and calls to you louder "Hey! Wait! One more thing! I'd like to tell you something! One thing!"

No Moon starts to fly away

He keeps shouting after you "Please! Hold on just a little bit longer, I have something that I think you'd find interesting! It's important, at least just listen for a moment!"

"Go tell someone else" Moon yelled back at him

"Aww, come on! Please! I'm just trying to make conversation with you!"

Gohan runs towards you, wanting to shout at you before you fly off

Moon flies away "what a weirdo" Moon thought

He shouts loud enough for you to hear "Dang it! Why do people always leave when I want to tell them something!" His head is down, seeming disappointed, he slouches down, looking sad

The next day Moon was at a coffee shop reading a book Gohan walks into the same coffee shop, he looks up and sees you reading, he recognizes you, and takes a seat at a table near you, he starts to talk to himself "Hmm, I think I've seen her somewhere before, she looks very familiar. But from where? Oh! She's that one person I tried to talk to yesterday! Maybe I should try to engage a conversation with her again." He clears his throat and stands up, walking towards you

Moon was just reading her book

"Hello there! Mind if I sit here with you?" He sits down, waiting for a response

"I actually do mind so go sit somewhere else" Moon rudely implied

"Well, that's not too nice, what'd I do to you? He says in a disappointed tone

He slowly stands up and goes to a seat at a different table. He sits there, glancing at you every now and then

Moon goes back to reading her book

"Grr... What has that girl got against me, just because I was friendly to her? Hmm, you know what? She deserves a little bit of a scare."

Gohan jumps on top of the table next to you

"Hey! Hey! Don't just continue to ignore me!" He shouts

Moon punch him and left the coffee shop

"Ow! What'd you just do that for? That hurt, you know."

Gohan got a small cut on his cheek, he looks a bit startled, but also annoyed

"Great, now I have a small cut on my face, thanks a lot!" He grumbles, putting his hand on his face, and wiping away the small amount of blood "What is her deal with me? I was just trying to be friendly..."

Moon was just walking down the street reading her book

Gohan spots you on the street, and a look of annoyance comes across his face. He approaches you, and taps you on the shoulder

"Hey! Pay attention to me, now. I need you to listen to me."

Moon Ignores him

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Listen to what I have to say!" Gohan shouts at you, trying to get your attention

"Don't just ignore me, it's rude!" He says in an irritated tone

The next day Moon was in her dorm room waiting for a new roommate that she was inform about. Gohan walks into the dorm room, he quickly recognizes Moon, and gives her a small smile "Hello again! How are you doing?" He glances around a little bit, searching for his new roommate

Moon this your new roommate Gohan Ms. Chaly said

*He turns his head to the woman that's speaking "Oh, well hello Ms. Chaly! And yes, yes, I am supposed to be the new roommate for Moon."

Gohan walks over to Moon, giving her a small smile and nodding

Yes and I should be going Ms. Chaly said while wave goodbye

Gohan waves at Ms. Chaly as she leaves

"So... Moon, it must be kind of weird to have me as your roommate, I mean, the last time we met, you hit me in the face." He smiles at her "But let all that be behind us, let's start fresh, right?" He reaches his hand out to you "I'd like to get to know you."

Moon slaps his hand away and starts to read a book

Gohan takes a step back, looking a bit taken aback by your response, his smile suddenly drops, and he seems a bit hurt by it

"Ahh... come on, why is she doing that... I tried to say sorry... I was just being nice, and this is what I get. Hmm... I really want to get to know her, though." He thinks for a moment, and the light bulb in his head goes off "Maybe... I should prove to her my intentions are good." He quickly takes off his Gi, and transforms into his Mighty Saiyan Form

Moon finally looks up *What are you doing*

"Ghaaaah!" He screams, transforming into a huge, muscular, and towering version of himself, his golden energy rising up and flowing around him "Show. You. Wrong...." He looks down at you, with an intense, serious look on his face, it looks like he's not joking around anymore

Moon goes back to reading her book A bit annoyed, he leans down to you and picks you up with his large and powerful hand "If I have to show you..." He starts to shake you, moving you up and down "... that I mean you absolutely no harm... So be it." He lets you go, and crosses his arms, looking at you with his same serious face

"Let's try this one more time... Hello. I'm your roommate, Gohan. I don't want to fight you. Can we be friends?" He extends his hand out to you again

Moon was laughing while Gohan was shaking her

Gohan lets out a small chuckle when he hears you laughing at him and how he shook you up, he's glad you found humor in it, he calms down a bit, letting all the yellow energy around him disappear, revealing his normal form "Well... if you're not afraid of me anymore, would you like to get to know each other?" He smiles at you, waiting for your response, he's happy that you're not afraid of him anymore, and he hopes you'll say yes

"Maybe" Moon says as she goes back to reading her book

"Huh? She still can't give me that 'yes' that I want to hear." Gohan thinks to himself "What's wrong with this girl? Why won't she acknowledge my friendly gesture?"

"Well... I hope that 'maybe' turns into a 'yes' one day soon." He says to you in a friendly tone "Anyway, I'm going to go get some food from the cafeteria, do you want anything?" He asks, his tone still sounding friendly

"Nope"

Gohan shrugs his shoulders, he smiles at you "Alrighty then, I'll be back later." He waves to you and leaves the room, closing the door behind him as he goes

"I hope I can one day have a good and lasting friendship with you, Moon." He says under his breath, as he walks down the hallway of the dorm

#anime #goku #goku x reader #gohan x reader #gohan x oc #story #dragonball #dragon ball goku #vegeta dragon ball #dragon ball gohan

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dcynight · 3 months ago

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RULES

CONTENT

- NSFW will be likely on this blog but not a constant. If you’re uncomfortable with murder, gore, blood, abuse, etc. (or any mentioning of these things); Then this blog isn’t for you. Sexual things may occur from time to time but it’ll be rare and tagged accordingly!

- Most art I use on here, whether for icons or other means are not mine, nor do I take credit for them. All things that I draw specifically will be tagged as such! Artist credits are as follows: koda_mint, shandzii, sanchesky, fluffpillow, deceptiveshadow, (more tba + links)

- I’m personally triggered by very little, but if I follow you back, if you could tag the following things for me I’d greatly appreciate it. Otherwise tumblr savior won’t work: emetophobia / trypophobia

- Again this blog is going to be full of adult themes and scenarios at times because despite these two being silly daycare attendants, this is still FNAF after all! I’m fine with role-playing serious topics, HOWEVER! Please message me or plot with me beforehand when it comes to heavy topics like this so we’re both on the same page.

- I WILL NOT post about fandom discourse, nor will I engage in call-out posts, vague-blogging, or anything else related. This is a fun and drama-free environment for both me and my friends. If you start drama, harass people, bully, or send hate of any kind towards me or my mutuals, you will be blocked and reported. As Sun would say, if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all!

RP ETIQUETTE

- Personal blogs that follow me will usually be blocked. If you have a sideblog that’s your roleplay blog, message me and let me know, or have it stated somewhere on your blog so that I’m aware! I’ve tried in the past to let personals chill here but after weird inbox messages and nonstop spam in different areas, I no longer tolerate them.

- I don’t usually care about reblog karma. I will always personally reblog memes and prompts from their sources, and I won’t get angry if you reblog from me and don’t send something in every single time. However, I WILL get upset if you start to use me as your CONSTANT meme or prompt resource. This means, if you constantly reblog memes from me and never send even ONE back in to me. I will probably say something to you! This is a roleplay blog, and it gets discouraging after a while if you take everything I reblog and never bother to try and send anything back.

- I will ALWAYS read your rules page before I follow you. I will also do my best to make sure I send in passwords or any other form of verification. HOWEVER, I follow A LOT of people so if I ever break a rule of yours, I can assure it was probably an accident. Just message me privately and let me know and I’ll fix it, no problem!

- I have anxiety and my memory and attention span can be shitty and sporadic at times. So it’s totally okay to remind me of replies I owe if it’s been a week or so since I’ve replied! HOWEVER, do NOT harass me or constantly pester me to reply to a thread. Otherwise I’ll drop it completely, and may even soft block you if you become hateful about it.

- Going off what I said above, my memory is bad at times. I also follow a TON of people. I WILL forget things. I may forget about replying to threads, I might also forget about replying to ooc messages, and even certain rules or headcanons about your blog or characters. I can PROMISE you this is not intentional though, and I encourage you to nudge or remind me of things if I DO forget!! Just again, do not be rude about it or hateful. I promise I’m doing my best.

- Sometimes I may get overwhelmed by the amount of threads I’ve accumulated. Or I may not know how to continue a thread if it hits a dead end and I can’t think of anything to keep it going. If this happens I’ll most likely drop a few that I may not be feeling atm. If this happens I will do my best to message you first if I decide to drop a thread of ours!

INTERACTING

- I will ONLY interact with MUTUALS. This means if you follow me and I am not following you back, then I’m probably not interested. My inbox is always open though to anyone even if we aren’t mutuals!

- I will interact with ocs and canon characters from different fandoms. But again we have to be MUTUALS, and I do ask that you have an about page or post somewhere that I can get to, just in case I’m not familiar with your character.

- I WILL NOT interact with personal blogs, or anyone under the age of 18!! This is for my own comfort and even safety. You don’t have to put your age on your blog, but if I ever find out you’re underage, you will be blocked!

- This blog will be multi-ship and multi-verse! I don’t do mains or exclusives, though I may have certain people I respond to quicker just based on the fact we’re close friends or mutuals.

- In addition to running this blog, I run another RP blog, and I also have a job irl. So my activity on this blog, as well as in general, will be sporadic.

ABOUT THE MUN

Name: Nub / Nubby

Age: 27

Pronouns: They / Them

Hobbies: Cosplaying, art, crafting, sewing, cross stitching, roleplaying, cooking, and prop-making!

** I also take art commissions! If you’re ever curious about prices never be afraid to message me!

#the one in control [ooc];;#//making mobile links that hopefully work now so pls excuse me rq kjhkhj #//feel free to like if u want just pls dont reblog! thank yooou

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bowandcurtsey · 2 years ago

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Hello!! How’s it goin? Hope your having an amazing day

For your 1.7k event request, may I request a fluff fic Liebe x reader Modern!Roomate!AU? I just love your fics and they are very entertaining!!

{1700 event}

Hi Lane ~ (≧ω≦) Thank you for requesting this!! We have another Room mate AU on our hands here!!

I also realise that room mates could mean different meaning in different places so to clarify, the room mate I'm writing for is that both reader & character are staying in the same house, but different rooms. Some places call it house-mates.

AU: Modern, Room mate AU Characters: Liebe x f! reader (Liebe is a human in this fic!)

The new tenant is cute AF.

You texted your bestie Hana the moment you met him. He was a cool, a little awkward and shy all mixed together. He had ash grey fluffy hair and he pulled the colour off effortlessly, unlike those punks in your school. Thank god for your landlord, Mrs Charmy for picking such a cute new tenant.

Send pics please!!

Your bestie pleaded as you giggled to yourself, replying for her to come see him for herself.

Over the next few days you tried to be at home most of the time, so you could increase the frequency of interaction with him. You tried to make every occurrence seem like a coincidence; taking a "break" from your studies, going to the bathroom, making a snack... You had to rack your brains to make it seem natural.

You tried to make small talks but all Liebe gave were brief and straight to the point answers. He wasn't rude but he wasn't your Mr Friendly either.

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"Omg he's really a cutie!" Hana squealed in your room when she came over on a "study date"

You had to shush her in case Liebe heard her.

"Even his name is cool," Hana spoke in a hushed tone, "is he from around here?"

"His parents are mixed German and Japanese!" you whisper-squealed back.

"I'll try to ask for his number!" Hana giggled.

You felt a sudden tinge of jealousy. Although it was your bestie, but this was your room mate and you set your eyes on him first. You couldn't help but wonder if Liebe would like Hana and what would happen if they ended up dating.

"No. I don't give my number to strangers." Even his rejection was cool. Hana was so embarrassed that she didn't come over to your place again.

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Finals were around the corner and you had to study real hard to get into the college of your dreams: Clover College.

You burned many midnight oils and sometimes even forgot your meals. Sometimes Liebe would have extras from his work places and you would happily wolf them down and get back into studying.

One day, you were studying way past midnight again but you were feeling slightly under the weather today. Your eyelids were heavier than usual and your head was spinning a little.

2am. you looked at the clock. You contemplated if you should go on or throw in the towel for the night.

10 mins break and I'll finish up this chapter and call it a night. You told yourself as you slowly let your head down on your forearms, taking an eye shutter for a moment. Little did you know, you fell asleep right on the study desk.

When you jolted awake, it was almost dawn. You had slept for 4 hours. Your neck felt super sore and you tried to stretch your arms that were numb. You felt something fall off you. It was a blanket.

Strange. You don't remember putting on a blanket. You realised the study lamp was also turned off and the light was actually from the first rays of the morning sun.

You decided to take a warm shower to relax your muscles.

Your neck still hurt when you came out of the shower but your tummy rumbled when the aroma of chicken soup hit your nostrils. You followed the smell to the common room and saw Liebe who looked like he came back from a run.

Damn, did he look hot in his joggers and how is his hair still so fluffy and cute after a run?

"Awake?" he looked at you as he wiped off some sweat with his towel, "have some breakfast. Macaroni and chicken soup."

You couldn't question much as your legs automatically sat you at the table. He scooped some soup and macaroni into a smaller bowl and placed it in front of you.

"It shouldn't be too hot to eat this way." He scooped some for himself as he sat across you and ate as well.

You wolfed down the entire bowl at once. Liebe just took the bowl from you and scooped a second helping for you, emptying the contents of the container.

"it's okay, it's enough for me-" you rejected, feeling embarrassed that you finished his food.

"Eat. It's for your cold." he simply pushed the bowl in front of you again, and disappeared into the kitchen.

You blinked. He bought this specially for you?

You ate your food slowly now, savouring every spoonful of this thoughtful meal when Liebe appeared with 2 asprins and a cup of water.

"Once you're done with your food, take this and go back to sleep."

Liebe always spoke cooly, without much emotions but this sentence felt warm and tingly and you couldn't help but feel a tint of blush flashing across your cheeks and your heart rate rapidly increasing.

"h-how do you know I have a cold?" you ask quietly while you ate your soup, you couldn't even look him in the eye now, you felt like your heart was exploding.

"You have a slight fever when you fell asleep on your table. You have had a runny nose for days now. It's no surprise since you've been burning so many midnight oils for 4 weeks now, I'm surprised your body didn't give way sooner."

"so the blanket..."

"Mrs Charmy's not around this week, so there's only me, right?"

"T-thank you.."

"finish up your food and take your meds then go to bed."

"I still have some more chapters to finish, then i'll sleep."

Liebe sighed. "Listen, y/n. Grades aren't everything in life. Your health will always come first. Besides, this ain't the way to study. Lack of sleep causes bad memory. You'll be less likely to remember the things you study."

You peeked at him. He looked so handsome with his white fringe swept across his forehead.

"I'm no good with studying. But I graduated from college somehow and I found a job I like. I have friends from prestigious college and they can't graduate because the standards are fucking high. And some of them graduate but can't find a job."

He patted your head, sending chills all the way down your spine.

"Take care of your health, nothing is more important than that." He took the empty bowl from your hand and gave the medicine to you. He passed you the water as you gulped down the pills.

"Thank you, Liebe." you managed to squeak out.

He cleared the table and went into the kitchen.

You floated back to your room and laid on your bed. Your head was light but not because of your fever, but because you were on cloud nine from what just happened. You smiled as you drifted off to sleep.

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When Mrs Charmy wasn't in to cook, Liebe always bought food back and made sure you ate your meals. He even made sure you always hydrated yourself. Some days he brought some sweets or fruits and made you take breaks to have them.

A week before the finals, he bought some pudding and both of you sat at the dining table and ate.

You couldn't help but ask, "Why the sudden change in attitude towards me?"

"huh?" he cocked his head to one side.

"Like, you weren't this caring towards me when you first came."

"I thought you knew what you were doing. Studying at night doesn't mean it's wrong. I used to study at night because the peace and tranquility of the night helped me to focus better. Until I realised you were a wreck when you got sick."

"How did you know I was sick?"

He gave a small laugh, "did you see yourself? I thought I saw a ghost when you walked past my room one day."

You smacked him playfully on the arm.

"Also, you think nobody could hear you coughing and blowing your runny nose all the time?"

"oh my god, sorry if I disturbed you..." it dawned on you that you were being an inconsiderate room mate.

"No. I'm not an early sleeper anyway. Good luck for next week by the way."

"Thank you, and for taking care of me the past 2 months."

"I'll bring you somewhere once your finals is over." Liebe suddenly said.

"Where?"

"I'll tell you when the day comes."

"like... on a date?" you pursed your lips, trying not to burst into a huge goofy grin.

He laughed, "so I take that as a yes, to go on a date with me?"

You nodded shyly.

"Focus on your exams and do well, so you won't be all mopey on our date."

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⟡ this blog is hq only. im not really as inspired by other shows when it comes to writing. i will also only write gn! reader with theythem pronouns.

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get to know me!

hello !! i’m sol 🌟 they/them, istp, 19 !

this is a hq side blog for @sollipses but i don’t really use my main blog much, i usually stick with my side blogs (like this one)

i’ve been on a hq kick lately (thank you hq movie) and wanted to join the hq smau renaissance …. this is all so nostalgic for me bc i was on here a lot in 2020/21 and then fell off. im a uni student so once the semester starts up again, updates will be very sporadic!

my fav teams are nekoma + inarizaki, & some of my favorite characters are kenma + kuroo + osamu!⚡️

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chthonicarcher · 6 months ago

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you’ll be interested to know I hadn’t actually read your response to me on AO3 yet at the time of receiving this ask! I haven’t looked at my AO3 inbox at all since you left your original comment, in fact. if you felt bad about whatever you said, you could have just deleted it at any point... (but it doesn’t matter. the entire thread will be deleted soon regardless!)

continued... ->

okay, so first: I do sincerely apologize for replying to your initial comment in anger. because yes, it made me angry! I should have waited until later to reply, when I wasn’t so annoyed anymore. but I didn’t wait, and I do regret that. and, as a side note, I did *not* actually intend to sound condescending—but, as I’m sure you’ve realized, intentions sure don’t count for much here.

because you claim in your ask that you *intended* to “kindly” let me know about an error you noticed in my fic. but what you actually did, though, was rudely ignore the chapters you had read and PRESUMABLY enjoyed (who knows?? not me, because you didn’t say shit about that) and instead decided to point out what you perceived as a math error on my part (which, I’ll only say this once more, because it doesn’t actually matter: I was not, in fact, wrong about in the first place!) and called it a day. WOW, THANKS!

pictured here: KINDNESS!

do you understand why that kind of thing might make an author feel bad? I mean, really, do you? it’s like you walked into my house, sat down at my table and started eating this cake I had baked for you *without uttering one single word to me* the entire time, and then abruptly stood up and left while loudly talking about how *you* would have frosted the cake differently. come the fuck on, man. even just *thinking* about writing things again is hard enough for me right now. I mean *nice* comments don’t even hit the same when you’re feeling bad about your work! *this* shit feels demoralizing. like listen, I get that you probably weren’t trying to be a dick on purpose, but please just...try to have more awareness of how your words could affect people? I don’t think that’s too much to ask.

by the way, some advice for the future, if you’ll pardon the condescension: if you ever feel an urge to get pedantic in somebody’s comments section, in MY opinion you should either a.) be their trusted friend already or b.) be very sure they are receptive to those kinds of corrections. and ALSO, in addition to those things, you should probably say literally anything else in the body of your comment so you don’t come off like a total dick. you don’t have to write a whole novel or anything, as appreciated as those are—even something as brief and to the point as “this was great” is a perfectly acceptable comment.

SIGH. so okay. so.........I’m sorry, but I think it’s really fucking interesting that you ALSO left this comment on cabin fic, which *also* made me feel terrible? you’ve really got a knack for that, it seems. yeah...actually, I’m going to go ahead and request that you stop leaving comments on stuff I’ve written? usually it really is true that more comments = better! comments are so, SO appreciated by fic authors...I mean, they fuel us. they really are all that’s keeping us going sometimes. but...in both of these examples...I really think just saying nothing would’ve been better.

and...that brings us to the elephant in the room. again, I’m sorry—I just don’t know of a way to approach this without being a bit condescending?...but, listen. if you *are* in fact a minor...then I don’t just need you to stop commenting on my works, I need you to stop READING them. both of the fics we’re talking about here are rated Explicit. minors are not welcome.

alright, with that out of the way: at the time of this posting, I still haven’t read your second comment on AO3. if you’d like to delete it before that happens, please feel free. I’ll be deleting the entire thread pretty soon regardless. I don’t need it sitting there festering and making my WIP fic any harder for me to look at than it already is.

with all that said? thank you for apologizing. and, again, I’m sorry for the tone of my response, too.

— 𝒜𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇

#asks #ao3 #comments #do NOT come at me with sweeps/years discourse I cannot emphasize enough that I don’t fucking care #it doesn’t fucking matter it is so unimportant #15 years is CLOSE to 7 sweeps but it isn’t 7 sweeps yet. you don’t call yourself 21 if your 21st birthday is next month #that’s the last thing I’m gonna say about any of that #come at me with a ‘well actually’ and get blocked #that is not remotely the important part of any of this thanks #like even if this person was CORRECT they would still have been a dick to me in my comments section

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asdfghjklartblog · 2 years ago

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Sure this is an art blog but is writing not just another form of art? Anyways take this it’s not finished but I think it’s cool!

Eustass Kidd x Usopp one shot fic, whole fic is in Usopp’s POV,

The idea of having four crews of the worst generation on one island was a terrible idea, however it couldn't be avoided. Sanji needed to restock on spices and meat, Franky wanted to dock somewhere to work on the ship and repair some things, even Usopp had things he needed to do on the island. But the thought of seeing Law's crew sounded like a pain in the butt while running into Hawkin's or Kid's crew sounded more like a fight waiting to happen.

"Usopp I don't like the sound of this either but the next island is about a week away, and unless you and Luffy can consistently catch a ton of fish. Luffy might start thinking about eating one of us."

"I would not!"

"Yes you would Luffy."

"Hihi! Yeah I would!"

"B-But, Nami... Please!!! I'd be fine if it was just Law's crew but-"

"Torao is here?!"

Nami turns to glare at Usopp. Shit. "That settles it! We're docking at the island then! That's alright right Nami?"

If looks could kill Usopp would probably be dead. Nami gritted out in a sickly sweet tone " Yeah, sure Luffy! I'd love to dock at the same exact island that three other dangerous crews are on!"

Luffy stared at Nami with a blank face, not quite getting that she was being sarcastic.

"..... Great?"

She sighs, she's been trying to help Luffy understand more social cues as well as when people are being nice versus when people are being rude. It looks like it's not working very well though.

Nami turns to Usopp, " This is your fault."

And truth be told, yes it was his fault that Luffy heard that Law was at the island but it was not his fault that they ran out of food to keep their ship crew fed. For the most part. Okay maybe he and Luffy one too many midnight snacks. Fine, more like 10 but who's counting.

Usopp heard a chuckle coming from Robin lying in the lawn chair and reading. " Well perhaps we'll run into a bit of fun? Maybe one of us will be framed for murder of a rival crew member?"

Franky comes out to the deck to reply, "Don't scare Nami and Usopp too much, plus I think it'd be a lot more entertaining if it actually was one of us! And it was like some kind of revenge plot or something!"

Robin looked at Franky with admiration and love, then proceeded to say "Isn't that a bit too cliche, Flam?"

"Well, I gues- wa-! Robin! You know I hate being called that!" Said Franky with a small pout on his lips. As Robin started to chuckle again.

"God they're so fucking sappy and cheesy, it's so cute and I'm really glad they're happy together but like god damn!"

"You're so right Nams, look at them all happy and shit. Absolutely disgusting."

"Girl, don't agree with me. I hate you right now, now we literally have to dock on this shitty island because you couldn't keep your voice down."

"You KNOW he has selective hearing, he would've heard anyways!"

Zoro interjected with "You know he wouldn't have heard anything if you both had shUT THE FUCK UP! NOW-"

"GO BACK TO SLEEP MOSS HEAD!"

"YOU SHOULD GO WANDERING OFF INTO THE DAMN OCEAN AND DROWN ASSHOLE!"

And Zoro immediately butt out of the argument as he got hit by both Nami and Usopp.

"Anyways, both of you are on dish duty for the rest of the week."

"You can't do that!"

"I DIDNT DO SHIT!!"

"Too bad, now get ready to leave the ship. You're also both on grocery duty."

The two men groaned as Nami walked away in a huff. Zoro looked at Usopp in the eye and sent him a little glare.

"Don't look at me like that. Look I'll buy you some good sake alright?"

"... I want two bottles of good sake."

"Ugh, deal."

With a little grin Zoro went back to relaxing, or maybe to maybe have a quick nap before going. Either way he was resting. Usopp walks down to his workshop to double check what parts he already has and which ones he needs and made a checklist of them. As he was about to go to ask Franky if he also needed any parts or what not he hears a knock on his door. Usopp opens it to find Sanji.

"Dish duty and grocery duty huh?"

"Man, shut the hell up."

Which earned a small laugh from Sanji.

"I'm gonna go wake the Marimo up now so you better hurry before we leave you."

"Wait, I gotta ask Frank a couple of things before I go."

Franky then pops his head from his workshop and proceeded to ask, "What do ya need to ask me?"

Usopp was surprised to see him there, not that it was irregular to see him in his own room. It was just that Usopp didn't expect him to be here. He thought he was still with Robin or something. He probably just didn't hear Franky coming down because he was so focused on his supply check.

"Since I'm going shopping I wanted to know if ya wanted me to get you any parts before they sell out of what we need or something."

"Aw, thanks little bro! I need like about 20 of the 35-67-20 seals and 10 of those 45-80-12 seals and about 100 or maybe even 200 nuts and screws of all the standard sizes and also three bouquets of Tulips, Rhododendrons, Zinnias, Plantain lilies and Day Lilies."

"Three?"

"Yeah, I looked for some flowers that were safe for deer and people and I'm giving one bouquet to Robin, Chopper and Nami to brighten their rooms a little!"

"Aw that's sweet! But don't you think Chopper might eat those? Considering that those flowers are safe for deer to eat? Although he isn't technically a deer but a reindeer."

Franky answered stood there in silence along with Usopp and Sanji. All of them ponder the question that was just asked. Franky then started to leave as he said to Usopp "So the seals, nuts and screws! Get 'em for me will ya? Thanks little bro!" And proceeded to go to the deck, probably to question Chopper whether he likes to eat flowers or not. Sanji then mumbled something under his breath.

"What was that Sanji?"

"Nothing, just wondering what I should make for dinner, anyways now that that's over with come on."

They walked out over to the deck to find Zoro, not where he was before. Or any of his usual sleeping spots.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!"

"God fucking dammit. He probably thought we left him or some shit. Fuuuuuck."

"That damned moss head, it's like he literally has moss in his head instead of an actual human brain. I'd say I can't believe this, but this is pretty on par for that dumbass."

"Should we split up and look for him before we go shopping?"

"We can't, we need to buy the groceries before the good shit is all sold out to the other crews, that fucking bitch is gonna pay if that happens!"

"Okay so what's the plan? Just buy the groceries?"

"Usopp look, I'm gonna need you to buy everything on this list I made for you. I'll handle half of the Marimo's list and you get the other half, can I count on you to buy the best ingredients you can find for as cheap as you can?"

Usopp smirked and replied confidently, " Nami ain't the only that can get a good bargain!"

"Hell yeah, go! Make me proud!

Usopp was arguing with a lady about the rice that Sanji needed him to buy. He heard from another vendor that he gets all his rice from here because her rice was high quality and delicious. So he did what he had to do to get the rice.

"My final offer! 10,000 berries for 160 kilograms of your finest rice!"

"Hah! The lowest I'll go is 16,000 for 30 kilos."

"What if I said please?"

"Hmm, 15,500 for 30."

"And if I said I'd help you repair your food stand?"

"Now you're talking! 12,500 for 30!"

"Deal! Pleasure doing business ma'am!"

"Like wise."

As Usopp shook her hand he felt proud of himself, he could understand Nami in a way. Getting a bargain did feel pretty good. But then he realised his mistake. He can't carry all this rice. Well technically he could, but that would take around two or three trips. Not only that but it's starting to get dark and he hasn't bought what Franky needs yet. He starts to think hard on what to do until he hears a loud yell from across the street.

He looks over and, oh. Oh no.

"Hey! You're the sniper for the Strawhats aren't ya?"

OH NOOOOOOOOOO

"Where's that shitty little kid anyways?"

This was not a good day for Usopp.

"Hey! You ignoring me or something you brat?"

"W-Who're you calling a brat! I'm only four years younger than you!"

Shit. As soon as Usopp finished his sentence, there was a murderous glint in Kidd's eye. He started to walk over to Usopp.

"Oh really? So you're the same age as that stupid captain of yours?"

"If you hurt me, uh. Luffy will come after you!"

He's getting closer he's almost right in front Usopp.

"Who cares about your captain? He ain't here now. What I wanna know is, what you would do."

What?

He leans over and whispers into Usopp's ear, "What would you do to me, huh?"

He then pulled away and smirked at Usopp. Taking in his flushed face.

"So you want help?"

"W-Whuh? Um. I-"

Kidd sighed and said, "THE BAGS? Do you need help with the bags? You know, the shit you have in your hands?"

"Oh! Uh I mean. I guess. Fuck! Yes, I mean yes I. Haha sorry. Just. Gimme a moment."

Holy fuck? What the fuck was that? What the FUCK was that? That was so fucking hot and terrifying holy shit what.

"Could you, h-help me with the rice? That'd be really helpful and um."

Kidd looks at Usopp, and asks with an aggravated tone, "What?"

"My name is Usopp. Uh, yeah."

Kidd raised an eyebrow and looked him dead straight in the eye. He laughed, and replied with a smile "I know."

This man is going to be the death of him. He didn't think it'd be this kind of death but nonetheless a death.

"So where do you need to go?"

"Well I need to go to the parts shop and maybe the junkyard if we have time."

"Sick. So which way?"

"Well a vendor I talked to before said that the parts shop should be further down a couple of streets and that I'd need to take a right turn at the red bar then proceed down that street and then we'd find it."

“Well then hurry up, I ain’t got all day you know.”

The walk was quiet, and quickly turning into an anxiety churning venture. He didn’t understand what was happening. Sure, he understood that he was shopping for groceries and then Kidd came into the picture. He invited himself in on this little adventure or whatever just as suddenly as he arrived. Usopp still wasn’t really sure what happened between that. That must have been a joke or something right? Or maybe this was a dream? Maybe he’s actually on the ship! Unconscious from Nami’s punch! Maybe-

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naughtylilbabygirl · 2 years ago

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READ BEFORE INTERACTING!

I am 30, identify mostly as female (Neogirl), & am mentally ill + neurodivergent - I'm autistic, have severe depression & anxiety, ADHD, & bipolar 2.

This is an 18+ kink blog. Minors DNI. Again, age in bio or pinned, or I'll block you.

Also DNI: actual pedophiles, twerfs, swerfs, trans/homophobes, racists, - basically all exclusionists.

Read the kink/hard limit lists below. Don't like one of my kinks, block me. I tag everything extensively.

Also read under the cut about what i will/won't rp if you want to do that.

I want to make something clear: I don't 'have' a twin; i did have a twin. She wasn't born (vanishing twin syndrome). So i suppose I cope with feeling like something's missing by having a twincest or fauxcest/fauxtwincest kink basically. I don't support incest IRL.

Though I have CNC/r@pe & pretend underage kinks, i absolutely don't support such things in real life in any way.

I'm mostly here to share fantasies, RP a little, talk about kinks, etc. I don't know if I'm into being in an actual relationship at this time, but, well, maybe?

Don't send me nudes without asking. I'll block & report instantly just based off the fact that that's fucking rude AF. I might share partial nudes if we're getting along, but won't guarantee anything. However, please feel free to share good porn gifs & pics though, and I'll reciprocate (i collect so much porn lol).

Don't take it personally if i don't reply for a while. I disappear for a couple weeks often before i get my good meds and can come back. I'll reply to messages when I can, promise.

Again: READ THE KINK & HARD LIMITS LISTS BELOW AND THE RP GUIDE UNDER IT.

What i do & don't RP:

What i like to RP:

🔥ass spanking, especially hard otk by hand, but anything not super harsh (like heavy bruising & drawing blood) is good too. Paddles, hairbrushes, crops, straps, and canes if I'm really bad.

🔥 pussy spanking very much wanted; would love to be in diaper position or Viennese Oyster position, and would love hard hand spanking, straps, swatters, and riding crops used on me.

(info: no spankings count if they don't turn an ass/pussy at least a medium shade of red)

🔥wedgies, especially an all-around wedgie, flossing wedgie, hanging wedgies, &/or one i have to wear for hours, especially a permanent wedgie I have under my clothes while out in public

🔥having my full bladder being pressed on and rubbed and squeezed and generally tortured; being made to drink several bottles of juice or water every few hours. Also, not belong allowed to pee without permission, and only in my diaper, like a real baby slut

🔥 painful CNC/r@peplay; r@pe any/all of my holes, & either keep me if you want a r@pedoll or leave me with ruined holes and pregnant with several rape babies inside me (maybe even tied up at home to be found by my family, or in public somewhere, maybe with a sign or body writing saying how I am a r@peslut/r@petoy and how I came X times from it)

🔥impregnation/birth, especially of multiples, and the more the better. Also erotic birth torture & birth denial, like fucking me while I'm trying to give birth and pushing the baby all the way back to my cervix with your cock, or letting the baby crown & pushing it back inside, or reaching inside me to twist the baby around in my pussy and make them squirm inside me. I'm into really erotic births where I'm made to cum over and over - when each baby comes out of my cervix, when you fuck me while the baby/s are already in my birth canal, when they crown, when you push them back inside me, when you move them around in my pussy and they squirm or kick in my slutty pregnant pussy, and ofc when I'm allowed to finally push each baby out.

🔥 related: since I'll have so many babies to nurse throughout the day and night, would love to be fucked while nursing them bc it's so dirty for me to cum over and over while feeding our babies at the same time

🔥belly button torture; having my navel fingered, spread open, fucked, putting toys in it, etc.

🔥face-fucking; having my mouth used like a fucktoy by a pussy, cock, strap, et all.

🔥 servicing/pleasing my Domme: worshipping your pussy/cock/ass with my mouth for as long as you want me to, waiting naked and kneeling by the door when you come home so you can use my mouth right away, and ofc all my holes being free use all the time, even in public (and if I say no, then you just r@pe me instead, and picking a punishment for saying 'no', like having my holes hate-fucked painfully hard until I apologize and thank you for raping me like I need)

🔥 humiliating/painful things like cuntbusting, stepping on my pussy with a rough shoe and either rubbing painfully over it until I cum despite how much it hurts, or making me rub myself on it until I cum, having your foot fuck my pussy and making me cum from it (and then clean you up with my mouth of course),

🔥verbal humiliation (like being called fucktoy and baby slut and r@peslut and breeding slut, etc - no mean things though, like being ugly or stupid or worthless.)

🔥incest – but ONLY with a sibling or cousin, & I'd love to be used along with my twin sister (mentioned above). I can RP as both of us if you want two sluts to use, or even just it watch two twincest sluts touch each other and lick each other's pussies and make each other cum again and again - and then you could jerk off onto our little pussies and tell us to clean each other up

🔥being used in semi-public places, like a dark alley at night, or the woods just off a trail in the park; you always make me cum hard enough that I can't help but be loud, and either curious strangers watch from nearby, or you invite people you know to watch. (And maybe tell them how very slutty your slave is, maybe hold my legs open to show my dripping pussy while you fuck me.)

�� body writing is Huge for me. I have a list of fave things here (link to come shortly) that you can write on me whenever and wherever you want, even if people can see them when I'm in public.

🔥 pussy and bladder inspections - throughout the day, at home or in public or even at a friend's house, you'll regularly bend me over and pull up my dress so anyone can see my little pussy or make me stand still and hold my dress up while you spread me open and check my pussy over, maybe softly tickling it if I've been good, or rubbing my swollen clit. For bladder inspections, they happen anywhere too, though sometimes in public you'll feel my swollen bladder over my clothes instead, and when I'm getting full, you always rub it hard, sometimes letting me cum from it. At home or at friends houses, you always pull up my dress or shirt to see my bulge better, and if I'm not full enough, you'll get out my bottles and tell me to drink them all, and I always do. If we're with people we know, maybe you'll let them look - to see how my slutty pussy drips constantly, how if you press on my swollen bladder hard enough, I'll cum over and over until you stop.

🔥 pretend underage (me being the underage one that is); i just like to imagine being small and helpless, and you could just pretend I'm either real little but still a grown up, or pretend I'm a slutty little kiddo who clearly needs an adult Domme to take care of me - mostly by using me as your personal sex doll or fucktoy, since I'm small enough to hold up in midair while you fuck me.

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What i won't RP:

❌calling anyone daddy; pick any other title ok

❌No personal pics to or from me without permission for the former and no pressuring me for the latter.

❌Knives, needles, & similar

❌Tickling

❌Being yelled at

❌Chastity devices & cages & sleeping on the floor & stuff as punishments

❌Being called stupid/ugly/worthless/dumb/etc. Call me slutty, filthy, naughty, dirty, etc instead.

❌ Oviposition/Insect- type impregnation/birth are Not my thing, and also miscarrying or having my babies taken after I give birth (I actually love babies and so that would just make me cry)

#pinned post #pinned intro #about me #my kinks #my hard limits #rp guide

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