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hi pia👋

i was looking into your patreon and noticed that the monetary listings were by “chapter.” would this, for instance, in the $5 tier mean that in order to access one unreleased UtB chapter, you would pay $5, $10 for two, $20 for four, etc.? i’ve only ever patronized (?) creators who have a monthly subscription system, so i’d love some clarification if you have the time🤌 (a cursory google search was not helpful unfortunately :/)

thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!1!1!1!!!!1!!!xoxoxo

PS, i read on the latest UtB chapter that your week has been awful, so i hope it gets better🫡

Hi anon!

So you don't need Google, the info was there on my Patreon: if you go to the Patreon and go to the About section, this is explained in the very first paragraph (so it's easy for you to find in the future) but I'll also copy and paste it here:

Instead of charging for every chapter I release, I only ever charge twice per month!

There we go. Twice a month! :D You don't even need to be charged twice if you don't want to, as you can limit how much you get charged to the base Tier price (scroll down to read more about that) which I also explain on the About page! :D

If you scroll down that gets explained in more detail, so I'll copy/paste this here, but this information is always on the Patreon for anyone to check. I highly recommend checking the About sections going forwards! It can be easy to miss vital stuff without it.

How often am I charged? - Twice a month, max. You are charged per chapter, to a maximum of two chapters a month, even though I release more. This means if you pledge $1.00, with no cap, and I post four chapters, then you’ll pay $2.00. If you pledge $5.00, with a limit cap of $5.00, you’ll only ever be charged $5.00 for that month no matter what. If you want all the rewards but have a limited budget, cap your pledge and join a higher tier! You can also change your pledge amount – higher or lower – as your life dictates. This is meant to work for you, so do whatever feels comfortable. I'm happy to have you here for as long as you're happy to be here, I hope I can make your stay far warmer and cozier than what I put most of my characters through!

I don't release any early access Underline the Black there. I recommend either looking at my release schedule at the beginning of the month (or on Patreon and Ream because the schedule is public) which shows exactly what chapters are early release because it will have the tier next to it.

Right now the stories that have early access chapters on Patreon and Ream are The Nascent Diplomat, Underline the Blue, Underline the Red, Underline the Gold (all in the Augus + Gwyn tier) and Constellations (this one requires the Gary + Efnisien tier - which gives you access to everything in the Augus + Gwyn tier as well). It works out to about 2-4 early access chapters per month.

If you don't want to be charged twice a month or find it too confusing, I also have a Ream account which has all the same content, and that's only ever charged once a month for peace of mind. You can subscribe here for free and still see all the free updates in your email inbox, and upgrade in the future if you ever want to see early access chapters and/or support the free writing that's already out there. :)

I am very upfront with my charging information and also what is and isn't early access, but folks have to check out those About sections as well, not just for me, but for any Patreon. Vital information is often there, and it can be a good habit to get into before subscribing to someone. :D

[kniveschaudefender]

hi !! can you do a gideon graves x male!reader who owns a flowershop? (if you dont do male readers thats ok lol, gn!reader is good too)

Better than Any Boquet

(a Gideon Graves x male flowershop owner! reader)

EEE MY FIRST REQUEST !! (TYSM ANON IM LITERALLY SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS) ALSO I DO ALL GENDER READERS !! SO MALE READER ISNT A PROBLEM AT ALL !!! ^_^ (ALSO I WILL SAY THAT THIS SUUUUUPER LONG. I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT ANY SHORTER BUT PLS DONT BLAME ME IM BARELY STARTING 🙁 ) BUT I RLLY DO HOPE U ENJOY BC THIS HONESTLY TOOK ME SO LONG TO PUT TOTHER. BUT THANK U AGAIN !!! <3333 (also this isnt proofread so)

Gideon had been acting..strange lately. The league noticed, his employees noticed, even he noticed ! But, nobody could seem to pinpoint what exactly it was.

He had been going out more, being a little bit less harsh on certain people, and the biggest thing people noticed was the amount of flowers around now. Of course nobody dared to ask, heavens no ! But still, it was strange. It’s not like he was a big fan of the flowers himself, but for some reason he had so many around.

Eventually, it had started as a routine. Day after day he would do the exact same thing ! Saying he needs to go do something ‘important’ out, taking his leave, and ending up in the local flowershop. But why ? Its not like he was there for the flowers, no. He had a better reasons.

He walks in, his mind somewhere else before hearing something that completely snapped him out of it. A simple, “Good morning, Mr, Graves!”

< Thats > what he was here for.

The nice owner, thats what he was here for! How could we forget? How could he forget such a nice boy, the same boy who helps him every day no matter how many questions he asks or how many times he ends up repeating them. He even remembered his name! Not by the fact that he’s THE Gideon Graves, but by the fact that he comes in every day to his shop !

Will he ever admit its for him? Maybe later. But right now? Certainly not ! He can’t lose such a ‘friendship’ with this lovely boy he’s met ! For now, he simply comes in, looking for him at the desk in the front. Asking things such as “How do I take care of these?” or “What type of flowers would go best with this event ?” . Simple things to hide the fact that he’s only there to see him and to hear him talk.

After about an hour of mindless questions and small talk, he comes home, once again with a boquet of flowers in hand. He couldn’t help it ! He HAD to buy flowers every time he’d go in there, or he’d leave feeling a bit bad. So, there he goes, grabbing another empty vase and putting some water in it, then placing the flowers inside.

He sighed, looking around at all the flowers he now had. How long could he keep this up ? How long could he push his feelings for this boy away and just keep going and buying flowers, never making a move?

It honestly didn’t take long, he was running out of room for flowers and was so head over heels he couldn’t help himself anymore.

Though, for the first time he couldn’t help but feel a bit afraid. Would you like him? I mean yeah, he does have quite the name and ego, not to mention the billions he has in cash, but would you really find him attractive? He guessed he’d just have to find out.”

He spent about a week thinking about this.

Infact, he spent the whole time trying to distract himself, he had forgotten to go to the flowershop. After the week, he had finally decided to go say something. Thats when he remembered. He spent the whole week away from YOUR presence after being there non-stop for a few months!

Now he was really worried. He probably made you sick thinking something must have happened since he stopped coming for a whole week!

So, off he went! Sprinting down the street to the flowershop, holding on to his glasses for life. His plan? Say everything through a letter. He couldnt get himself to say it to your face, no matter how big of an ego he had.

He comes in, pushing the door open, almost falling over as he catches his breath before looking up. And there you were, making direct eye contact with him as you out new fresh flowers in a certain section.

“Mr. Graves! There you are! I was wondering where you’d been.” You say, giving him that same, sweet smile.

“Please..call me Gideon.” He says, closing the door behind him as he comes in entirely. “I have something..a bit more important for you this time.” “Anything! What do you need, Gideon?” He liked how you had listened without a question.

“I need a boquet of roses, the best ones you’ve got, and I need you to put this letter in there. But, I’d like you to read it first.” He says, handing the note to him. “I need these by 5 p.m today, and I’d like for you to write me a reply on the letter of what you think.”

With that he mutters a “Thank you” and runs out quickly, not even giving you a chance to respond.

You stand there, a bit dumbfounded. But, there was no need to go chase him down and question him. It seemed simple enough. So, you grab the roses, picking the best ones as he’d asked. Then, the letter.

You grab the letter, opening it slowly, then is when you get met with something..suprising.

“Sorry about the leave, I couldn’t be here for this. All these visits were never about the flowers, it was about you. I wanted to get closer, but never knew how. I’ve liked you for all these months, and never knew how to truely say it. You were always too kind, and quite the handsome man too, giving me that smile every day I walked in, no matter how clueless I was about anything. Especially the flowers. But you always listened to me. But, I do love you and everything you do a lot. And I would love to have you by my side. Because to me, you’re better than any boquet.”

[a-constant-gay-panic]

Hi I just found out about ur page I love it so much! Could I request a smut oneshot with sub!timothee chalamet and dom!fem reader, basically the first time Timmy realizes he likes to be on the sub side more, there's a lot of flirting from both ends and 🐱 eating with him on his knees or in another positing(idrc), choking and prompts 1, 6, 7,16, 18 from the smut section mixed in there. I tried to make this as detailed as possible as to help you, there is absolutely no problem if you can't/don't want to do it, I understand; sending love<3333

Dirty

GIF by mserdbeeri

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gif doesn't suit the fic well, i just thought he looked good in it 😔

pairing: sub!timothée chalamet x dom!fem reader 

summary: timothée has always been the more dominant one but when he lets you take control one night, he finds himself liking it a bit too much. 

warnings: choking, marking, overstimulation, oral (f receiving), hand job, hair pulling, timothée calls reader “ma’am” once, degrading if you squint, riding, “traffic light” safeword system in use 

word count: 1.8k 

a/n: sorry this took me so long to get to anon, hope this was worth the wait tho, enjoy <3 out of all the unholy words i used today, ‘panties’ was the one i cringed at the most. why am i like this? also, i wrote this over the span of 3 bloody weeks (thanks to my laptop bombing out and me having to get a new one) so you’ll notice the reader goes through stages of being kinda sadistic to being caring. oh well.

promps: smutty 1. “you look good but you’d look so much better with my hand wrapped around your throat.” 6. “you're mine. y'hear me? fucking mine.” 7. “touch me… please…” 16. “harder…” 18. “needy little thing, aren't you?”

not proofread cause i get second hand embarrassment when i read smut which i’ve written :’)

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you gaze down at your boyfriend who is obediently kneeling in front of you as his skilled tongue laps at your cunt, desperate to please you and get something in return. you use every ounce of self restraint in you to stop yourself from throwing your head back and letting loud moans escape you. you refused to miss this, the sight was something you never wanted to forget. 

you smirk down at the desperate man, eyes greedily roaming his exposed, bare body and the marks which you placed on his pale and delicate skin. his eyes slowly drift closed and you admire the blissful look on his face for a moment before your hand gently snakes into his hair, slightly tugging at the roots, a silent indication to open his eyes. 

he either doesn't get the hint or doesn't care as he continues to eat you like a starved man.

“timothée.” you breathe into the hot room as you tug at his hair again. he doesn't react but you know what he's doing, you know he heard you. “timothée .” you say, adding more strength into your words and in your actions as you pull his head back with the fistful of hair in your hand. 

the action forces his mouth away from you and makes him open his eyes. he lets out a whimper at the sudden movement and the brief moment of pain in his scalp. the look in his eyes makes you groan; desperation, confusion, excitement, lust. all of it combined as your lover gazes up at you as if you’re the only thing which matters in his world. 

“what did i say about keeping your eyes open?” you ask, running your hand through his messy locks. “if i don’t keep them open, you won’t touch me…” he whispers, eyes becoming glossy as he becomes painfully aware of his leaking cock which sits untouched on his trembling thighs. 

“correct.” you smile at him. it’s a sickly sweet smile which makes panic rise in him, knowing you had something up your sleeve. 

“on the bed.” you stand from your place, stepping out your panties and watching in silent amusement as timothée  scrambles from his place on the ground to the sheet clad mattress (which you know you'll have to wash later). you walk to your vanity and pull the chair out, sitting on it backwards to situate yourself in front of the bed and his anxious frame. 

“i said i wouldn’t touch you, right?” you ask rhetorically. “well, guess what?” you lean your arms forward, resting them on the back of the chair, “i never said you couldn't.” you smile cheekily at him, eyes shining with glee. 

his eyes widen and you look at him in anticipation. “what are you waiting for, love? don’t you want to cum?” your words seem to snap him out of his confused state and he shyly trails his hand down to his cock, wrapping his slender fingers around the base and slowly pumping it, groaning lowly at the new found friction which he’s craved all night. 

you silently watch him, drinking in his appearance and how he whines for you to help him. a few minutes of what he considers blissful torture pass before you speak up, “are you close, hmm?” you know damn well he is and you also know damn well that he can’t finish without your help. 

“please…” his voice is hoarse and you raise a brow at him. “please? please what?” his eyes squeeze shut, “touch me… please…” 

you chuckle at his words, a simple “no” reaching his ears and making him groan in frustration and dread. you place your head on your arms as you drink in the sight of the broken man on your bed, a sadistic smile gracing your lips. 

after a few minutes of watching him writhe and squirm as his hand works himself, you decide to be kind and help him out. you quietly stand and slide off the oversized shirt which hangs limply on your otherwise bare body before making your way over to timothée. 

his eyes snap open and a loud moan escapes his parted lips when he feels your hand replace his own, milking him for all he’s worth. his hands grab at everything in his reach, your arms, waist, breasts, anything to ground himself as he feels his high approach rapidly. you enjoy every second of his orgasm as you listen to his sweet whines and pleas, words of appreciation and love spewing from him like a waterfall. 

you release your grip on him but he chases your hand with his own, bringing it back to his aching cock which twitches at the contact. you chuckle airily at his desperation but continue stroking him, watching with amazement in your eyes as he squirms under your gaze and touch, another orgasm ripping through his body.

“you gonna give me another one?” you lean closer to his ear, “gonna cum again for me?” he shakes his head wildly, burying his face in your neck as tears start to form in his eyes. “c’mon, you can give me one more, can't you? you were so desperate for it a moment ago.” he whines and you smirk when you feel him thrust up into your hand. 

“there you go, cum for me.” his breaths come out quicker and he groans at your words, wildly bucking his hips upwards, chasing the orgasm which is building embarrassingly quickly. “needy little thing, aren't you?” you tease him. “such a dirty thing… my dirty boy.” you mutter and as if on cue, he tips over the edge and cums again with a small cry of pain and pleasure. 

you give him a few moments to calm down before you straddle him, pressing your lips to his bruised ones in a reassuring kiss. he gasps into your mouth as he feels your slick entrance against him, hips involuntarily bucking upwards. “fuck…” he mutters softly. “i don’t know if i can cum again…” he mutters, head foggy. “you’re not gonna leave me high and dry, are you?” you ask playfully. he frowns and shakes his head.

“colour?” you ask. although you were desperate for release, you weren’t about to make him uncomfortable or do something he wasn’t ok with. timothée seems to be in thought for a moment before he looks at you. “green.” and as if an afterthought, “fuck me…” 

you can't hold back the smile which is plastered on your face. “what was that?” you tease him, wanting to see how far you can push him off the edge. “please, ma’am… fuck me. fuck me, use me. wanna make you cum too.” 

the lust which you feel must be quite prominent on your face as he whines softly, hands grabbing your hips in an attempt to pull you down on him but you resist, hand yanking his head back by the hair again. the angle exposes his marked up neck and you internally scream at how good his jawline looks from this provocative angle. 

you dip your head down, placing your lips near his ear, “you look good but you’d look so much better with my hand wrapped around your throat.” you murmur as you rake your nails up and down his heaving chest, a shiver escaping him as you pass lightly over his nipple.  

your smug smile turns into a smirk as you watch the wrecked man below you. you feel a sense of pride as you wrap your hand around his throat and hear the moan which escapes him. the power which you hold and feel in this moment is intoxicating and you don't think you’ll ever get enough of it. “you're mine. y'hear me? fucking mine.” you whisper before kissing him harshly and pulling back to get a better look at his face. 

timothée opens his mouth but whatever he was about to say gets stuck in his throat as you sink yourself down on his cock, a broken whine being released in place of his lost words. he throws his head back and you feel your own tilt slightly, the pleasure hitting you both as your walls clench around him. “fucking hell.” you can't stop yourself from gasping, moving your hips ever so slightly. 

you bounce up and down, the sound of lewd clapping filling the room along with your mixed moans.  “harder…” his breathy words are barely audible but you manage to pick them up and quickly obey, quickening your pace and tightening the grip on his throat to sturdy yourself. 

your eyes bore into his and he squirms even more as pain, pleasure and excitement course through his tired body. his hands paw at your breasts as his breaths come out in sharp bursts. you would’ve laughed at his sheer desperation but you aren't any better, legs quivering and mouth open in a silent moan as you feel a heat build quickly in your lower abdomen. 

his fingers clamp down on your hips, most likely giving you bruises, as his eyes shut tightly and head tilts backwards. you release your grip on his neck and lean down to attach your lips to his now exposed flesh, moving your hand up to thread through his hair instead. your free hand travels down your body before it reaches your clit and rubs fast circles on the sensitive spot, your orgasm approaching just as quickly as timothée’s. 

before you know it, a strong feeling of pleasure washes over you as you reach your high and you collapse, bitting down on timothée’s neck, forcing him over the edge with you as strings of ‘fuck’s escapes him. 

you gently kiss the area which you had previously assaulted with your teeth in an attempt to apologise. the two of you lay in each other's embrace, deep and erratic breaths being the only sound in the once noisy room. you slightly wriggle on top of him at the odd feeling of his cum dripping down your thigh. from below you, timothée groans and you feel him twitch inside you. 

you lift your head up and raise a brow at him. he blushes bashfully and avoids your gaze, “i liked it.” you laughed lightly, “good to know but which part are you referring to?” you asked, not fully expecting an answer but he doesn’t seem to mind indulging your teasing question. “you being in control… it was nice…” he blush deepens even further. 

you can't help smirking at his shy demeanour, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. “so what i’m hearing is,” you place a gentle kiss on his cheek, “you wouldn't  be opposed to doing this again?” he smiles at you, “not at all.” he leans up slightly to kiss you, arms wrapping around you to bring you even closer to him if possible. 

you shiver lightly when you feel him pull out slightly and then push himself back inside you. “so needy…” you mutter between kisses. “you made me like this.” he retorts with a grin. “well then,” you start, helping his movements along, “i guess i should fix it then.” 

his eyes roll to the back of his head at the feeling of you overstimulating him once more. it was going to be a long night. certainly one neither of you would forget. 

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[kentocidal]

chuuya and “i dont need help and i dont need you either” bc i want to see u suffer <3333 /jjj

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warning! this file contains content that could be distressing to some viewers. angst, alcohol consumption, unrequited emotions, chuuya nakahara is bad at feelings, selfship coded

internal message: hey els? fuck you /j. evil. evil evil evil.

new notification ! @kaedescara @yaekiss (want your own notification? send an ask off anon!)

you sat silently in his apartment, a fingernail clinking rapidly against the side of a sweating highball glass filled with melting ice and dark liquor. you had broken in after not hearing from him for a week, not being able to get ahold of anybody close to him in yokohama at all. you couldn’t find him, and it was eating you alive.

you knew it wasn’t wise to break into someone’s home, especially not chuuya’s, especially after he had already thrown you out and kicked you away like an unwanted puppy many times throughout your long history with him.

ever since you tried to get closer to him when you were both young and lost and part of the sheep, he had this hatred for you. something angry and jealous of your smiling face and your ability to care for him. he always shoved you away in favor of going through life on his own. he had stopped speaking to you altogether when you followed him to the port mafia, but eventually gave up on avoiding your kindness and allowed you small crumbs of hope.

leaving you in the dark about his position was customary. leaving you in the dark for a week without any news was a red flag.

you grunted as you knocked back the rest of the liquor in your glass and made a face at the taste. he always had a palate different than yours.

you shifted in your seat to get onto your feet, but instead lurched forward when you heard the front door click open. on instinct, you felt for the gun at your hip and aimed, breath hitching.

instead of some sort of danger or infiltration, it was just chuuya, battered and bruised, his own gun raised towards you, as if he had expected someone to break in.

you lowered your pistol first. “where have you been?”

“how did you get in here?!”

“bedroom window, far right side. you should get better locks.”

“you should stop breaking into people’s apartments!”

“i was worried about you!” he had a point, frankly. you shouldn’t be breaking into people’s apartments to conduct wellness checks. but as part of the port mafia, not only was that your job, it was chuuya’s too.

chuuya clicked his teeth and kicked the door shut, walking over to the island to drop his own gun down onto the granite and take his hat off.

“you’re bleeding, idiot.” you reached out a hand towards his face, only to have it be slapped away by chuuya’s gloves one.

“thank you, captain obvious. i’m fine. leave before i call the police on you for breaking and entering.”

“we both know you can’t do that, firstly,” you sighed watching the way his hands shook as he moved a bar stool closer to him, “and secondly, you had to have expected that i would come looking for you.”

“i did, and i’m mad i was right.” he snapped right back at you, glaring, taking one step and then collapsing heavily into the bar stool like his body was made of lead. you flinched.

“where were you?” 

“on a mission. out. busy.” he snarled, reaching across the island for your glass of melting ice and pressing it to his cheek. “will you leave now?”

“no.” you gritted your teeth, doubling down in that stubborn way that made chuuya’s heart squeeze. “you look about ready to pass out. i can’t leave you like this.”

“why are you always so annoying? this is ridiculous! you broke into my apartment, you’re always up my ass trying to coddle me and be something to me that you’re not.” he put the glass down so heavily on the island you thought it was going to shatter. “you’re always doing this — getting yourself so worked up over me and getting in my way. when will you take a hint and back off? i don’t need help, and i don’t need you.”

you take in a soft breath as he says the words to you, knowing that your hurt is written all over your face. he makes a choked sound before gritting his teeth and turning away. “just get out, will you? this is so annoying.”

you bite your lip to stop it from wobbling as you get to your feet and exit out into the hallway via the door this time, shutting it softly behind you. maybe you had always known that chuuya would continue to push you away when all you wanted, at the very least, was to be his friend.

chuuya just couldn’t accept a companionship. he looked at the glass on the table and picked it up, lining his lips with the smudges on the glass to drink the watered down mixture at the bottom, longing for a leftover taste of you he would never find.

[ghastlybin]

Helloooooo I have an odd request but do you mind doing a Nayeon fic based off the song lover of mine by 5sos? It’s perfectly fine if you don’t want to 🙈🙈💘

Not an odd request, I love song fics :,) also went through a huge 5sos phase but ignore that. THANK YOU for your request and sorry if I took forever, ily though and stay safe <3333 :)))

Pairing: Nayeon x GN reader

Word count: 1k

Genre/contents: was not supposed to be angsty but here we are. Very minimal amounts of fluff, good luck finding it.

TW: maybe don’t read this if you’re going through a breakup. I can’t control you though

Note: This mf (me) is posting again at 4am, can you believe?? I can. But this really wasn’t supposed to be angsty but I’m also kinda upset rn (unrelated to you, anon. ily) so it’s angsty, surprise surprise lmaaoooooo. Uhhh I also omitted some of the lyrics that I couldn’t really ‘brain’ too well with so yee, but they are color coded. You’ll hopefully see why once you read haha THANK YOU AGAIN I HOPE YOU ENJOY and thank you for your patience :)) 💜

I fcking love Nayeon though. She gives me butterflies. Also couldn’t find a gif because they are too happy for the contents of this post.

Lover of mine, maybe we'll take some time

Everything was perfect in the beginning. You had Nayeon, she had you. The warm feeling you two felt when you saw, spoke to, or whenever you were simply near each other.

Perfect.

But it was only the ‘honeymoon’ stage of your relationship.

Everything after that would be one long rollercoaster, showing you that relationships weren’t just cuddles and kisses and complimenting each other sweetly.

The bumps in the ‘rollercoaster’ would need time to get over and luckily, you were both on board.

Kaleidoscope mind gets in the way. Hope and I pray, Darling, that you will stay

Nayeon wasn’t sure how this would end, your relationship. If it would end.

Moments where you would grow distant because of the amount of work you had or when Nayeon would be away for weeks- even months at a time during her groups' comebacks.

The distance created a kaleidoscope of doubts and fears in your mind, hoping that she would stay and not drift off.

Yet there she was, her bright smile as she softly hummed, opening a box of various sweets. Seeing her smile alone had eased your worries and you were glad she stuck by your side.

And she, with you.

Dance around the living room, lose me in the sight of you. I've seen the red, I've seen the blue, Take all of me

Everything was perfect.

The spontaneous dancing together, forgetting every flaw in your relationship, the way she made you feel, the way she laughed when you were at your happiest.

It was all red, if you had to assign a color to this feeling. The color of love and romance, you and Nayeon energetically aligned with each other. The color of the blood pumping from your heart as your heart raced.

It was the color of her lipstick when she’d kiss you on a night out or the blush on her cheeks when you made her feel your love.

Though that was more of a pink tint, it was still a tint of red.

Then there was the blue. The arguments you would have or even the lonely nights you and Nayeon spent away from each other. It was all blue.

The emptiness, the longing, the heartache. The blue.

“I’m sorry.”

Two words that only go so far. Two words you frequented more often than you’d like to admit. To really mean it, you would have to show it. Nayeon was always accepting, adding to your guilt from arguing.

“I know.”

Whether your moments with Nayeon were red or blue, you still wouldn’t change it for the world.

I'll never give you away 'Cause I've already made that mistake

You were scared. Scared you would lose her, scared she would find better than you.

But she was the same. She feared losing you, feared you would find someone with more time.

Time.

Such a delicate thing, isn’t it?

It’s either too fast when everything is red, or too slow when everything was blue.

Nayeon looked at you from across the table, setting down the menu when she did.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Nayeon beamed, a blush tint on her cheeks.

You just smiled at her a little bit wider, knowing you had her by your side and you would never let her slip away.

At least not for as long as you had control.

“You’re just very beautiful.”

If my name never fell off your lips again, I know it'd be such a shame. When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes. You're the only thing that I think I got I right

It was perfect how Nayeon said your name when addressing you or trying to catch your attention.

It would be a shame to never hear her voice again. There your mind went, phasing into a Kaleidoscope of worries and fears of losing her.

Everyone you’ve been with in your past, the heartbreak, their respective ‘red’ and ‘blue’ moments you experienced.

Even the failed ‘talking stages’.

None of those were meant to be. You know this.

But with Nayeon, it was different. It felt meant to be.

Perfect. Everything about her was perfect in your eyes.

And you looked at Nayeon, your mind a Kaleidoscope of worries and fears that rapidly turned into the most beautiful kaleidoscope of thoughts of her. The patterns of the lovely things she’s said and the different looks you’ve seen her in.

The red outweighed the blue.

Everything wrong from your past didn’t matter.

You were at this moment in time, with Nayeon.

Everything about your relationship felt right. From the moment you met her, the red, even the blue, it was all right.

Everything was perfect.

Lover of mine, I know you're colorblind. I watched the world fall from your eyes. All my regrets and things you can't forget.

The red or the blue, Nayeon didn’t see the colors you saw. The red, she saw happiness, good times. The blue, she wished she could erase.

And like all good things, they eventually came to an end. Your past and her past relationships eventually collided.

Not in a crash and not in a fiery explosion of blue flame either, but rather quiet, simply letting go of a rope that had dug into both of your hands for too long.

An hourglass that ran out of sand.

Time was a delicate thing.

Trying to keep each other close and yet being so disconnected for long periods.

It was possible to maintain or manage the time. But just like Nayeon, time had fleeted away from you too.

Light them all up, Kiss them goodbye

“I love you.”

Three words that only went so far. Three words you often said, but not enough. The kaleidoscope in your mind showing you patterns of what-ifs, things you will never know now that she had moved on.

Nayeon’s mind was equally a kaleidoscope of what-ifs, even after your break up, she wondered if breaking up was the right decision.

“I loved you.”

Three words that hurt the most to hear, yet went further than I love you. Somehow, it was red.

Her last kiss to you before she had moved her stuff out of your apartment meant so much but was painted blue in your memory.

“Maybe next time?”

Blue? Red?

Purple.

“Maybe next time, sure.”

But everything was perfect.

[sparkagrace]

hello!! doing my due dilligence as last train home's biggest fan and doing another reread and i just thought id pop into to say that my some of my favourite parts of the series are the little bits were steve and bucky are just in bed together (like in found a place to fit and six months and counting) i dont know why but i find it so cute 🥺🥺 just the little things like cuddling and kissing in bed are my favourite parts of lots of fics and its no exception in urs <3333 hope ur well and sending love to u <333

Hello LTH!anon 💞 This is a super nice ask to get in my inbox. I am so happy you love reading them being so domestic and intimate because I really love writing those moments 🥰️ I like to imagine that they're just grossly in love with each other in this verse.

The next installment is soooo close to completion, but real life has been really busy and pretty rough these past few weeks, but it's getting better now and I'm slowly getting back into writing. I hope it won't be too much longer for the next part 🤞

Thank you for your encouraging message! I really appreciate it 💖✨

[bakery-anon]

I MISSED YOU TOO BAKERY ANON !! i’ve been okay !! just going to school and work so nothing that exciting, just very busy busy so i’ve only really been online during night BUT it’s helping me decrease my screentime so it’s kind of good!!(but i do miss being chronically online with everyone else<//3

i’m sorry things have been stressful for you, i’m manifesting better days for you right now :(( things might seem hard now but they’re going to get better eventually! it sucks that your chef keeps taking away your class time from you but hopefully you’re able to catch up eventually. take things one day at a time and everything will be okay <3333 something that helps me organize a bit when i’m stressed is to write it down in my memo pad so that i can visually see the things i need to do, and !! crossing things out seem so rewarding so i get a bit more motivated to push myself a bit! (BUT don’t push yourself too hard bug please just prioritize yourself over anything <333) i also hope your english teacher is lenient and understanding of your situation, if it gets too much though i definitely suggest just talking to them just so that they can be a bit more understanding of you being behind in everything

IM GLAD YOURE ABLE TO STAY HOME TOMORROW YIPPPE!!! take all the rest you need and cool down! your week sounds so so stressful right now so it’s definitely good to take time for yourself!! <33333 i hope your day tomorrow is better than today, i wish i could literally fly over to you and take some burden off of your hands </3333 (im NOT a good baker nor am i really a writer but i will try!!) but it sounds like you have a good support system with you so im really glad for that <33333 cheeseburger macaroni actually sounds good and interesting?? i’ve never tried it heard of that before!! but comfort meals are always the best!!

we can cheers our water bottles while we drink! i’ll always read your little rants whenever <333 i had some vietnamese food my mom made earlier as dinner but!! i will get a snack now in honor of you !!(pretzels i’m coming for you) i love you bug!! i hope this message isn’t too long <333 manifesting better days for you!! take care of yourself as always and be nice to yourself, thank you for always being so kind and bringing such a warm environment to the community, so make sure you take care of yourself too <3333 xoxoxo

MANGO ANON <33333

Omg I completely get how you feel </333 I’ve been so busy and just want to catch up on all the fics I’m behind on (reading and writing). I’m still chronically online but not like how I was over the summer </333 I hope work and school let up a little bit so you can relax and have some free time soon <333

I’m manifesting good days for you too mango anon <3 you deserve only the best in life. I’m hoping I’ll be able to catch up on everything tomorrow 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ after much needed sleep. I literally came home and slept from like 3-9:30 and almost just went back to sleep. Instead I made myself food and now I’m awake lol. My motivation is complaining to my friends about things I need to do and them going “okay so do it.” (In a loving way). I’m gonna try my best not to push myself too hard!!! Yeah, my English teacher is pretty lenient. He doesn’t really take points off for late assignments but I keep forgetting to turn my stuff in bcs you have to email it to him instead of there being like a “submit” button or anything. He’s chill. Slowly but surely I’m catching up to where I need to be in my classes.

My mother giving me Mother Mandated Mental Health Days is my saving grace during the school year. I drag myself upstairs and she goes “mental health day tomorrow?” And I nod my head and go to sleep. I’m gonna sleep so much tomorrow omg- I thought about going to school but I’m just so tired </3 come on over!!! I’ll make you fruit bars and we can have a game night!!! <3333 I usually stress bake but we don’t have anything at home to bake so </3 one day very soon I will stress bake. Cheeseburger macaroni is as it sounds! Macaroni with hamburger in it. We get the Hamburger Helper but I also like doing it with velveeta Mac n Cheese. 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Yes cheers 🥂 (<- fizzy apple juice) finishing off my water bottle right now and about to get another one. Awww <333 I’ll read your rants or rambles anytime too <333 ooh!!! That sounds so good!!! Pretzels my beloveds <333 I hope you enjoy your snack <3 I LOVE YOU TOO MANGO ANON <33333 also bro, what do you mean message is too long??? Do you see my replies to you??? /lh Yap sessions are never too long (tumblr cuts off DM messages at like 747 words </3) but yap all you want. I will happily respond, yapping is my favorite pastime. Manifesting good days for you too <3 I’m getting better about being nice to myself! You make sure to be kind to yourself too mango anon! We all love you so much!!! <3 Thank you for thinking I’m kind and warm, I’m legit gonna think about that forever now thanks <3

You’re so beach coded omg. Sorry, I really like the beach so you remind me of the beach. It’s a calming place for me like the waves and the sand and stuff. Idk you just remind me of the beach and like hunting for seashells. Thank you for checking in everyone and continuing to be a positive presence in everyone’s askbox. I love you mango anon, please take care of yourself too <333 and you’re welcome anytime in my inbox so feel free to send an ask in whenever! <33

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Lovely, wonderful Ari,

I had the pleasure of reading your wonderful story yesterday. It was delightful; I had a particularly tough week this week, and so the thought that I would be ending my week by reading your story motivated me to get through it.

I have to say that I'm really fond of your imagery. There were several examples in your prose that I found to be absolutely delightful, and they really made me smile because I just thought that they were so beautifully constructed, and often they were, in a way, obscure but familiar enough to make them absolutely compelling. I really like, for instance, the way you introduce the appearance of knight Suguru in the story. I thought it was such a fantastic way of commencing the narrative and introducing such a key character in the narrative, and it's just set up the whole storyline in such a fantastic way.

I know you mentioned that your story is not bound in a concrete way to a specific historical period, time zone, or geographical region, but honestly, that thought really got me going and got me thinking for a long while. As someone who has studied Anglo-Saxon England before, I just found myself thinking that, in a way, almost that cultural, socio-political specificity, in your case, almost wasn't needed because for me your story, in my head, evoked the whole feeling of storytellers and orators reciting stories in mead halls to a widespread audience and how those stories, over time, evolved and changed and sometimes new specificities were added to them depending on the audience present and how new geographic locations and names were slightly changed but regardless of those changes that were made to suit the audience to whom the story was being told, the key essence of the story remained and, for me, your story has that essence and by retaining that essence almost, in a way, your story is kind of, in a way, true to the time period that I suspect you're sort of circling around which, in my opinion, is kind of around the era of Beowulf.

I'm sorry if this is not really making any sense, and perhaps it is not, and it's been a while since I've really truly delved into the period of Anglo-Saxon England, but I guess that was just a way of me almost saying that I really, really enjoyed the story. I enjoyed the experience of reading the story. I enjoyed the experience of falling in love with the characters. I thought it was great overall. The characters were distinct and had distinct personalities, and I thought the interactions worked extremely well. I just enjoyed the overall plot that you constructed. I don't think the fact that it is not bound and pinpointed to a specific historical period is a weakness, but rather, in a way, it is a strength of this story, in my humble opinion.

All in all, I just think you're a gifted writer. I enjoy your work. I've read your work before I read your stories that have to do with Suguru, and I thought that you had a great handle on his character and personality. I am incredibly fond of his character, and I can tell that you are too, and I'm glad that we are bound by our fondness for him.

I think that it is extremely commendable that you spent and evidently edited this work and just spent so much time with the story to produce such a beautiful result, which I thought was fantastic and grossing and just very compelling, so I wanted to thank you for sharing it with us.

HELLOOOOO LOVELY WONDERFUL ANON this ask was such a treat u have no idea 🥺🥺🥺🥺

FIRST OF ALL i’m soooo so so insanely happy that this fic could make ur week a lil better !! TAT that means the world to me !!!! good job getting through it, i’m giving u a big big warm hug <3333 and i hope next week is kinder to u!!!! pls take care of urself!!! spring is almosttttt here now 💐💐💐

gosh i’m so glad that u enjoyed this fic……. ur comments are all so thoughtful!!! I’M SO RELIEVED U LIKED THE IMAGERY it’s what i love writing most tbh so knowing that it hits is such a great feeling :’33 i def enjoy my imagery more obscure and “mismatched” hehe, it’s a huge relief to know u enjoyed those bits as well!!

AND ANON THE TIME PERIOD THING…. this was so interesting to read bc i am (shamefully) very unknowledgeable abt history in general, it’s one of my weakest subjects :’33 i’m so so so amazed with ppl who study certain historical periods like that’s so insanely cool to me…. and the fact that u took the time to think of one that fits w this fic!!! 🥺🥺 aaaaa i’m just so grateful to be able to get this perspective from u……. the anglo-saxon period huh!!!! i really wish i knew more abt it pshdhdh but i 100% trust u anon !! that’s so interesting !!! knowing that the lack of historical accuracy didn’t stop u from being immersed in the fic is such a great relief too…..

all ur comments were truly so thoughtful and attentive, it brought me soooo much joy to read this!!!!! the characters and interactions of this fic are very precious to me so my heart is just bursting w warmth knowing u fell in love w them a little too!! :’3 WE’RE BOUND BY OUR FONDNESS FOR SUGURU SO TRUEEE approval from another sugu stan always makes me happier than anything else!!! it’s an honour to me that u think i have a good grasp on his very complex character…. calling me a gifted writer is so unbelievably kind too 💔💔💔 sniffle..

this was just the sweetest thing anon… it genuinely does mean so much to hear this kind of thing, thank YOU so much for reading my novella of a fic and for writing this out!!! for sharing ur own insight on the historical period, and ur thoughts on the characters!!! i’m hugging u very very tightly and hoping that the coming week treats u as kindly as u deserve 🥺🥺🥺

[ssahotchnerr]

I dont know what made all these negative anons come out of the woodwork suddenly, but know that they are in the extreme minority here. I think that I speak for myself and a lot of shyer readers that your stories are really important to all of us.

I don’t think you expect too much when it comes to feedback, I think it just can be easy to forget sometimes as a reader to actually give it properly, and I think that’s something we most definitely need to get better at, but it says nothing about your writing whatsoever. it unfortunately happens to a lot of writers especially on tumblr, and it really is not a reflection on you or any of them as writers. but it is ofc still hard to not receive the feedback you deserve 💗💗

sometimes it is hard to comment because there is something undefined that I liked about it which can be hard to articulate, and I feel like an “I enjoyed it” feels a bit empty when I want to say more but don’t know what, but it is obv better to just comment regardless💕

you said you wanted to have more conversations and not requests in your asks, I don’t really know how to make that happen, but I’ve seen some other tumblrs update a lot outside of their writing and then maybe people feel like that’s where the conversation is happening and they get to know you better and you feel like more of a person, and not just a writing blog to some people, and they’re more likely to ask you/talk to you there about things, I’m not sure💗

you seem really great and your writing and stories are amazing and really well written, so pls don’t feel like that’s not true💓💓

you are absolutely right!!!!!! i myself definitely need to work on providing more feedback to other writers too - with everything going on in my life the past few weeks i've been writing more than i've been reading - so it's been difficult! but now that my schedule has changed and hopefully less stress is on my shoulders, i'll get back into it and i'm SO excited to catch up on what i've been missing :)))) like you have no idea omg

and likewise, i totally get if others being in a similar situation as mine - you never know what someone is going through, battling with mentally, and if that prohibits feedback or anything of the sort - i want to put the emphasis on the fact that oh my gosh that's okay!!!!!!! we're all real people behind our screens, people who have so much going on in their lives that goes unknown to others, and i want y'all to know that i see you, i know you're there and i'm so proud of you, and things will get better 🫶🏻

and AH yes i so want to make more conversational posts to begin with!!!!!! i definitely believe the contrast between that and fics will help me not feel like a machine as i've stated, BUT AH i'm also shy so it can be so hard 🫣 but i plan on working on it!!!!!!!! and again, if any of y'all wanna drop in with a aaron or greg or thomas or cm or anything about life thought in my inbox, it's so incredibly welcomed!!!!!!! no hc, idea, or anything is stupid or weird if you second guess anything- hehe cm and thomas are truly my fav topics to discuss so hearing all your own thoughts is something i find so so so fun 🤭 i'm genuinely open to hearing about anything

and thank you so much anon!!!!!! <3333 i hope you're having the best day!!!!

[its-deputy-caleb]

Hiii, could i have a request for how the gang members would react to meeting a historian or explorer in the wild?? thank you! I love your blogs sm!!

anon ily <3333 i went wayy overboard with these but i regret nothing bc this was soo cute and fun to write. I hope u enjoy and i made it gn for everyone. I only did the VDL boys for this but if enough ppl like it i might do the girls with something similar idk yet?

Dutch Van Der Linde

Dutch first laid eyes on you when you were hanging off the edge of a cliff after slipping when you got too close to the edge. He immediately ran over to you, helping you off the cliff and getting you settled back on your feet.

He seemed genuinely concerned and agreed to help you safely record the rock carving that was on the side of the cliff face, keeping you from falling.

You were a historian and had been studying these mysterious rock carvings after meeting an equally mysterious man, Francis Sinclair.

You didn’t see much of Dutch Van Der Linde after that until you ran into him again in Saint Denis in the saloon. He remembered who you were instantly and started up a conversation about your work where you chatted away for hours.

You became very close after that and he often accompanied you to Museums and fancy fundraisers that you were invited to.

He’d always get dressed up and complimented your finer outfits which was such a difference to the field gear you’d have on. You’d spend all night chatting away over nice champagne and dancing together before actually engaging with other guests but you didn’t have a care in the world with Dutch in your life.

Arthur Morgan

Arthur finds you standing in the middle of a field, flipping over rocks and staring numbly at what appeared to be a map in your hands.

When he approached you he soon learnt you were a young amateur explorer about to get your big break with a treasure hunt but you couldn’t find the gold bars for the life of you.

Arthur gave you a heart warming smile and held up a gold bar after retrieving it from his satchel having felt a little bad that he’d discovered it not a week before you.

The two of you laughed about it, calling yourself a fool for trying to find it for so long when it was clearly missing— the thought that someone took it clearly never crossed your mind.

Arthur was always a gentleman however and promised to make it up to you. After taking you to dinner and getting to know him better, you spent the next few days camping out and finding a new treasure together.

You travelled through caves and through valleys of flowers to find this treasure. Sometimes it was so beautiful that the two of you just stopped by a stream to let your horses rest and enjoy the scenery.

When you finally found the treasure you gave Arthur a big hug in excitement which caught him by surprised but he happily returned. He let you keep the treasure and wished you luck with more exploring but of course that wasn’t the last time you saw Arthur again.

Charles Smith

Charles meets you one day while you’re out surveying wildlife. You specialised in conservation, wanting to study and protect animal species.

Fresh out of the university from Saint Denis you’d been dying to get out of the confining city and explore the heartlands. That’s where a kind gentleman named Charles Smith had offered to protect you and show you around the herds of bison you’d taken to studying.

You spent days together riding the over the hills and following the herd as they travelled. While you were Charles told you all about his family and the respect and love they have for the beautiful creatures.

It was amazing the array of knowledge Charles knew about bison and you couldn’t stop the smile on your face as he told you about the characteristics of the bison. You rushed to take notes in your journal, knowing that all that he told you would help you study and protect these animals.

“Do you think it’ll actually do any good? The work you’re doing?”

“One can only hope Mr.Smith but I will do everything in my ability to protect such beautiful creatures.”

Even when you had to return to the city for study you constantly wrote to Charles, staying in touch and keeping him updated with all your work. It was hard to say goodbye to someone you’d grown close to but you made regular visits to each other long after that.

John Marston

You first found John in the saloon after a long day at work, in desperate need of a drink. Being a zoologist you instantly noticed the scars on his face and would’ve guessed a wolf was the animal that caused the damage.

The two of you instantly started up a conversation and shared all kinds of stories. He told you about being up on the mountain while you showed him the scar on your arm from your run in with a cougar.

You were collecting a compendium of all the animals across the heartlands and during the months you worked on it, you ran into John more than once.

He was always curious about your work and you often spent time together in the afternoon sun, showing him the animals you’d found so far.

“What about the stray dogs in town or do you only deal with cougars and wolves?”

“Well they’re animals too aren’t they not?”

Even though you couldn’t see John all the time, he often came along with you to see the wildlife and covered you when you were around particularly dangerous animals and you enjoyed every second you had with him.

Micah Bell

When Micah met you he had absolutely no idea what you were on about. In his mind the whole idea of a palaeontologist is ridiculous and made up, much less the fact that you chose to read books and study in your spare time.

At first he doesn’t do anything but mock your work but after running into you time and time again he finally started to come around.

He grew more and more curious when he saw the drawings in your sketch books of dinosaurs and even more so when he laid eyes on the fossils. But knowing Micah, he’s still incredibly stubborn.

“Ain’t no way that thing is real.”

“One needs an open mind to comprehend what’s prehistoric Mr.Bell. It requires a certain practice.”

Every so often on your work you’d run into Micah who’d be riding around on his horse, just passing by. By now you’d consider him a friend and your face lit up as he pulled a small ammonite fossil from his bag.

It wasn’t really your area of expertise but you could tell he wanted to impress you and seemed almost nervous as you examined the fossil. Nonetheless you could tell it was real and you let him keep the small fossil as a reminder of you until the next time you saw him.

Javier Escuella

Javier meets you when you’re down my the docks, trying to capture the sunlight and noticed him fishing.

Not wanting to disturb him you kept out of his hair until you heard him cheer loudly at a catch he managed to pull in. In your particular interest in animals, you couldn’t help but ask if you could take a photo of the fish he’d caught.

From then on the two of you became friends, often running into each other as you tried to capture landscapes and wildlife.

You’d always spend the day together and you’d show him how to use a camera while he showed you how to fish and play the guitar.

When you spent time apart you’d often write to each other to fill the gap. You’d always send pictures with little writing on the back of them while he sent you poems and songs that he wrote for you, promising to play them for you next time you’d meet.

In your personal journal you have the first picture you ever took of Javier, kept safe between the pages. He’s standing along the docks, facing the away from the water as he holds up a large sturgeon and a large smile.

You and Javier always stay in touch and after he told you of his chaotic and dangerous time in guarma he made light of it by telling you about all the different wildlife he saw while he was there.

Bill Williamson

Bill stumbles upon you in the wild by accident. He’s out scouting a lead when he ended up getting lost through the shrubbery and found you examining flowers closely.

When you told him you were a botanist he looked as if you’d just spoken a different language to him because he didn’t have a clue as to what that meant. Bill always made you laugh fondly at the confused look when you told him all the scientific names of flowers.

In Bill’s mind, a flower was a flower. There was purple flowers and blue flowers and even red ones but they didn’t have their own names.

The next time Bill ran into you he brought you what he thought was a bouquet of white flowers. Instead they were actually a species of weed that was poisonous when eaten but it didn’t stop you from smiling and hugging him which was the intended purpose.

In light of that incident Bill was actually curious about some plants, trying to learn about them more. When Bill went exploring with you he pointed out some of his favourites and you picked a few to put them in the brim of his hat for him to take him back to camp.

When you run into him again Bill tries to give you another flower, this time actually understanding the plant he’d picked was a Vanilla Flower Orchid or the Vanilla planifolia but he never learnt how to pronounce it unlike you.

With a high blush Bill placed the flower behind your ear and you pulled him into a hug, being careful not to crush the beautiful flower.

[tonberry-yoda]

A Weather x Hermes short where Weather asks Hermes to come sleep with him in the piano, and Hermes extra olive oil virgin headass thinks their gonna do the dew

Turns out he really just wants a nap and Hermes falls asleep with him as they both cuddle lol

omg sorry this took so long. i loved this so much and i had so much fun writing this! thank you so much for the request and i hope you have a wonderful day anon!!! <333

Cheer Her Up - Weather Report x Hermes Costello

Pairing - Weather Report x Hermes Costello

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 389

Notes - thanks again!! sorry its been a while guys, ive just been doing some other things and i got back into reading again smh. but thanks for being patient everyone who has requested!! i hope you all have a wonderful day!!! <3333 (also image below is not mine)

And don’t forget, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So if you want to request any writing, please don’t hesitate to ask, but please read my pinned post before requesting! Please enjoy!! Don’t forget to stay hydrated! <3

She needed something. Anything. A hug. A word of encouragement. Hell, even a pat on the back would do. Ermes finally went through with getting rid of that asshole. The asshole that killed her sister. And seeing that sleeze’s face just made her more upset. Sure she finally went through with what she had always needed to get done, but it didn't change that Gloria was dead. It didn't change the empty pit in her soul.

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“I'll catch up with you guys later.” Ermes waved at Jolyne and FF, heading back to her cell with an upset feeling in her entire body. She thought it would feel better getting rid of that asshole, not this empty still.

As she was walking up the stairs, trying not to reminisce too hard about her sister, Ermes was pulled. When she could see, she was in the ghost room, Weather Report’s hand fingers tightly around Ermes’ wrist. Tightly, but gently.

“H-Hey Weather.”

He nodded a hello and pulled her into his arms. Ermes didn't cooperate though, as she was confused. “Uh… Weather?” Her voice was muffled as her face was pressed to his chest.

Weather pulled back and tilted his head. “What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong with me?” Ermes giggled, rubbing the back of her neck. “Why’d you just pull me in here and then hug me?”

Weather rubbed the back of his neck and managed a little smile. “You’ve uh… looked a little down lately. I just thought you needed it.”

Hermes couldn't help but tear up hearing Weather Report say something so loving and kind to her. She’s had a rough week. She did need it. She needed it so much that she just started bawling.

Weather report held her close, resting his head on hers. “Let's sleep together. Right now.”

Hermes quickly pulled away, her face bright red. “Wh-What?! I-I've never… I don't know… I…”

She watched Weather walk towards the piano, grabbing a blanket along the way. “Coming, Hermes?”

She nodded and slowly stepped toward the piano, seeing Weather Report cuddled up.

Stupid Hermes. Of course her mind went straight to the gutter.

She crawled in shortly after and Weather pulled her into his arms, holding her like she hasn't been held since she was a child. She smiled and didn't even notice herself fall into a deep sleep.

[ddejavvu]

You are literally everything. No exaggeration.

When I'm sad I literally just scroll through your posts for HOURS and it makes me feel so much better. I was feeling a little bit down yesterday and i went and read all of your hockey remus things and then that gave me motivation to finally finish the chapter!

I know one chapter isn't a whole lot, but I've been having trouble with it for the last few weeks, and since it was your account that made me feel better I thought I would share.

My book is a fantasy novel, and it's about a princess. Her name is Livinia and she's basically the epitome of a villain princess. Loves jewels, gowns and parties, but she's absolutely not into politics. Her worst nightmare comes true when she's thrust into court when her father is killed. Livinia does have an out, though, when she gets kidnapped.

Of course there's a hundred thousand other things, but that's the main main thing. I wanted to tell you about it because (in case I haven't said it enough) I literally adore you.

I hope you're doing well, daisy <333

-cm anon 🐢

sweetheart. honey. pumpkin. lovebug. you are the sweetest person. you have no idea how much that means to me!! being able to share my writing and my (admittedly, rather lackluster) companionship with all of you means the world to me, and knowing that you appreciate my presence here just as much as I do is so so so gratifying for me. I'm absolutely delighted to be able to help you the way that you're saying I do, i'm always here for you if you're feeling down or if you just want someone to talk to!!

baby, one chapter is a lot!! one chapter is the start of something, even if you haven't written the beginning of the story yet. One chapter is a promise, and I'm so proud of you for making that promise! Your story sounds fantastic, but the fanfiction reader in me has to know: is she kidnapped by a hot elf??? or by like a gross ogre??? is it a romance??? is it a damsel in distress story??? the people need to know!!!

i adore you too, lovebug, you genuinely have no idea how much this means to me, you've made me smile and i can't thank you enough for that :D <3333

[lovingumi]

— requested.

— chaos.

⤷ Hi, dear!~ I’m so in love with your Inarizaki writing! Thank you really. This’s too soft~ Can I ask headcanons about Inarizaki in the training camp with their manager?

synopsis: being inarizaki’s manager HC

pairing: inarizaki & fem!reader

warnings: none

+ i’m so happy you love them!! only the best for my boys and lil anons <3333 i’m reposting this because tumblr hates me <3

since it was almost match season, you had decided to ask the managers of some other teams to have a training camp for a few days!

it included karasuno, fukurodani, nekoma and of course inarizaki!

after the schools had agreed to a date and schedule, you gathered the team and told them the plan.

they were pretty excited! especially aran and atsumu since they both would see their friendly rivals.

osamu didn’t have any different feelings, he only hoped for some good food. akaashi and osamu would be besties change my mind

akagi was very excited to play with the top libero’s like yaku, komi and noya!

it was safe to say everyone was looking forward to it.

and so, a week later the team stepped out of the bus in front of fukurodani academy where the training camp would take place.

the managers lead all of you around and told you where you could put your stuff down.

and after that, practice could finally start!

to say that atsumu was fired up was an understatement. i mean, he was going against a setter who was on top of the technical parts of setting, a setter who knew exactly what to do with minimal movements and a setter who knew his teams strengths and how to bring out the one hundred percentage out.

atsumu felt like he was on top of the world and he was thriving.

aran had a friendly banter with bokuto, forcing a smile on your face whenever you were in their presence.

you saw akagi talk with noya, yaku and komi, a hand on his hip as he laughed at something noya said.

you felt all fuzzy inside seeing your team interact with the others )^o^(

inarizaki won majority of the matches they played, the real challenge however being fukurōdani.

bokuto had this tiny blush on his face as he went against someone equally strong, a bright smile on his face as he did what he always did: get some points for the team.

akaashi had this lil smirk on his face when he baited atsumu with a dump, staring at the blonde male who had a pout on his face.

“eh, akaashi. you’re pretty good, aren’t ya?”

akaashi was about to respond if it wasn’t for bokuto suddenly entering the conversation and slinging an arm around his setter.

“akaashi’s the best, isn’t he?” his eyes were closed and his pearly teeth were on display, teasing his best friend who tried to play it down.

inside atsumu’s head while staring at the energetic ace: yeah, i’ll play with him sometime

after practice had ended, they showered, changed in to something comfortable and had some dinner all together!

oh how much i wish that this was real

akaashi, kenma and osamu sat at a table together, talking about all the different onigiri’s they wanted to try and make, except for kenma, he stayed silent and just played his lil game.

“akaashi, we should really meet up sometime and try a few out.”

kageyama and atsumu sat opposite to them and talked about some stupid shit. it was mostly atsumu talking and kageyama nodding with a tiny blush covering his cheeks. please tell me you guys have seen that atsumu and kageyama official art of them in the youth training camp

“tobio-kun, we should play a bit after dinner! i just know that we’d be a good team together.”

at another table were bokuto, aran, hinata, yamaguchi and lev. they were honestly just talking about volleyball and food, nothing else.

hinata, yamaguchi and lev just watched the two aces talk with wide eyes and brag a little bit, bokuto doing the latter a tad more than our sweet aran who just watched with a tiny smile and that lil sparkle in his eyes.

“if you guys wanna be an ace like aran and me, then you should definitely always cheer us on and ask us things you want some more insight on!”

bokuto my lil babie

kuroo, washio, suna, omimi and tsukishima were minding their own business, all smiling a bit while talking about some stupid shit. yes, even tsukki cracked a tiny smile.

“so that’s the story on how i made this one love volleyball!” kuroo smacked tsukishima’s back, forcing an ‘oof’ from the latter before mumbling a quiet ‘hai’, no energy left to go against the stubborn third year.

“yikes, that’s pretty lame.”

not the glare tsukki gave suna

daichi, ennoshita, konoha and kita were just talking about the hard life of being in a team that’s just pure chaos </3

“yeah, the twins aren’t exactly sane either. osamu may look like the sane one, but he’s just as bad. fightin’ and playin’ around all the time with atsumu.” daichi nodded, understanding exactly what he meant. “hinata and kageyama are like that too.” konoha just sighed, a hand on his hip as he shook his head. “we just have a giant baby who needs lots of reassurance all the time.”

and last but not least, our libero’s and their lil chaotic squad!

this one exists out of komi, akagi, yaku, noya, tanaka and suga. its just all chaos with probably just komi and akagi being the sane ones.

“hey, we should definitely meet up sometime and just hang out together!”

you on the other hand kept moving from table to table, receiving a little wave from atsumu when you passed their table, a smile from akaashi, a wink from bokuto with a bright smile from hinata and a loose side hug from kita who bragged a little about you.

“_____, she’s pretty amazin’, ain’t she?” you felt your cheeks warm up a little, giving the sign to get out of here with the sweet excuse of hearing your name get called by yukie.

kita has a lil soft spot for you in my manager head canons because i love him <3

and the next two days went like this one, only a few tables would change and the noise only became louder since everyone had become better friends!

so, mission succes! ^ - ^

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bokuto had asked you a little favour of accompanying him and a few others in a late night practice, to which you obviously couldn’t say no to when he stared at you with those big golden eyes.

so, you sat on the ground and watched the ball go over the net repeatedly, the squeaks of their shoes on the gym floor echoing through the gym.

team one existed out of atsumu, akaashi, kageyama, hinata, noya and suna. while team two existed out of kuroo, konoha, tsukishima, osamu, bokuto and aran.

atsumu insisted on being with all the setters while bokuto really wanted to play with aran, thus, the teams ended up like this.

you watched with sharp, yet sleepy eyes the guys go intensely against each other. they truly were not holding back even a little bit.

“tobio-kun!” atsumu set the ball for kageyama who watched with big blue eyes the ball rotate in the air. he ran up and hit the ball with sparkling eyes and lips that were curved up into a smile.

konoha dived for the ball and brought it up, only for the ball to go in to the bleachers instead of staying on the court. he stood up, letting out a sigh as the sweat dripped down his face.

“you don’t even know how happy i am that you two aren’t in a team together.” kuroo reached for a water bottle and nodded, speaking after taking a big gulp, “i second that.”

“atsumu-san, your tosses are so easy to hit!” hinata stared at the setter like he put the stars in the sky, mouth wide open as the setter chuckled. “of course, sho-kun! only the best for my spikers,” he said with a grin on his face.

“these teammates of yours are pretty good, aran,” bokuto said, the rasp even more evident in his voice as he raised his head towards the ceiling with his eyes closed.

“could say the same ‘bout you, that setter of yours is somethin’ else.���

bokuto looked down and tilted his head, chuckling as his tooth smile made an appearance. “like i always say, akaashi’s the best!”

suna dropped down on the floor, waving his hand as a signal of stepping out. “i’m done, it’s over for me.”

and just like that, you heard all voices agree, tired smiles on their faces as they started cleaning out the gym.

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Can you rec single father aus? Been wanting to read more of those:DD Thanks!!

Haikyuu fanfic recs but they’re dads :0

Hi anon! Yes of course I can, I love parent AUs! There are just gonna be the boys with kids (regardless of whether or not they’re the fathers LOL) cause there isn’t an abundance of single parent AUs on its own :( This AU is always lots of fun to read, so I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!!! To the babies we go!

As always, pls check WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARIES for fics before reading and make sure you’re taking care of yourselves (since mental health is key!) Stay healthy loves <3

CP:

(i mean technically they’re dads?) Magical Mishaps and How to Deal by plumtrees (M) 10.9k /MatsuHana/ I lost this fic once and I searched for it FOR THE LONGEST TIME. But that’s cause I wanted to reread this masterpiece. IT’S SO FUNNY AND CUTE AND DOMESTIC AND UGH. Also the small angst made me SO SAD. But the ENDING? THE KISSES AHHHHHHH. (I’m yelling a lot BUT that’s cause I really love this fic <3333)

do not separate! by aalphard (T) 5k /SakuAtsu/ Atsumu is a single dad, and Omi gets roped into his life! By choice though LOL. But it’s really cute and the relationship Omi and the kid develop is just so frickin’ adorable!!! And the routine they fall into made me soft :’))))

New:

Making a Home by Featherfur (series) 111.4k /CHILDREN/ PEOPLE THIS MIGHT BE MY FAVORITE CHILD FIC OF ALL TIME. The writing is SO FREAKING GOOD and the PLOT OMG THE PLOT. I fell in love with the twins SO QUICKLY! AKSJFHLHFLS READ IT. CHECK TAGS AND WARNING! There is child ab*se and some description of p*nic attacks!

Cool Dads Club by pancake_surprise (series) 29.7k /BokuAka, IwaOi, SunaOsa/ UGH I love this series. It’s fluff and cuteness central! They’re all so domestic with the CHILDREN! isn't she lovely by pancake_surprise (G) 1.5 /SunaOsa/ is my favorite BECAUSE the interactions are ADORABLE. Also, she’s just so smart and sassy I love Mirai!!!!

sakuatsu single parent au by ugaytsu (series) 3.8k /SakuAtsu/ this has some Omi growth as a parent in it! I absolutely adore how Atsumu makes Omi into a better parent :’) Also them playing together? UGHHHHH. I’m dying cause fluff :))))

Daddy Gay Care by fog_mind (T) 15.2k /IwaOi/ CHECK TAGS AND WARNINGS,,, ab*sive exes and violence! This is a pretty fast paced fic and the relationship develop pretty quickly. It focuses more on the ship rather than the kids, but the kids are still pretty dang cute :)

florals for spring? groundbreaking. by MissMairin (T) 24.3k /IwaOi/ there’s like 4 (?) weddings in this one. Well three. But I count the informal one too. Anyway, it’s basically wedding planning, but with children LOL. They’re really cute and honestly some of the lines Oikawa says in this are pretty dang iconic!

Supernanny: Iwaizumi Edition by thecivilunrest (T) 12.3k /IwaOi/ I love the ending of this fic. But I also just love this fic in general! It’s really cute (UGH), and I really like this plot :D Iwa truly is a supernanny, and like I said, THE ENDING! UGH.

It’s short but I’ve been pushing it off for weeks now and I felt bad. (guilty laughter :’))) I promise, there will be a pt 2 because I had more I wanted to recommend, but they were also long and I also have not read them yet. BUT they looked good, so yea pt 2 sometime..... Also, the way this was basically all IwaOi oops. I swear the pt 2 will have more diversity :)))))

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DID YOU LIKE MY COUNTDOWN!? That was fun! I had fun. That was actually more fun than I thought it would be! There were too many good posts to name. It was very fun reading all your comments and theories.  Though side note: animal anon has no problem with people joining her BUT it must be animals and it must not mess with my countdown. No statues! Animal anon does animals, not statues. Side side note: can someone settle the debate of if that emoji is a hedgehog or a porcupine? Because I have no idea. Side note side note side note: sorry if you got multiple asks in a day...my system isn't perfected yet so sometimes I send two (or three) because I forgot I sent one and didn't want to accidently miss anyone (also sorry if i did miss you, still perfecting the system, no one has been animal anon blacklisted, i promise!)

Anyway, GUESS WHAT TODAY IS!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 It's been one year since I started animal anon! How exciting is that?! Phew, what a year we've had together! I mean what better way to start this second year than some chaos since that's how animal anon started to begin with! I will admit, it was slightly stressful coming up with something to meet the occasion of this event. I hope the countdown and this post live up to it. No, I'm not going to reveal myself just yet.. maybe that will be for year 2...😏😏. BUT I will give you some fun facts about me! So let's see; first, I'm from the Midwest (so not Canadian, but close so I do have a slight accent), but I currently live in the TriState area. Second, I am a MASSIVE theater nerd. No, seriously I have been to 21 shows since Broadway reopened in September and I'm actually going to my 22nd tonight. I don't know if this makes that fact better or worse, but I've really only been to about 12 different show because out of those 22, 10 of those are one specific show. Third, I am fluent in German and English. Though, I suck at writing in German, I never learned how to, so don't ask me to do that please. Fourth, my favorite color is red, so you can guess my favorite Taylor album (and coincidently also the show I've been to see 10 times on Broadway...). Fifth, I love to talk A LOT if you couldn't tell by the essays I send yall. And lastly, I can also confirm I am not Taylor...but I will say that I do share something very important with her... tell me your guesses down below as to what very important thing you think Taylor and I have in common, and I'll send some extra animals to whomever I see gets it right first!

So contuining on with my dissertation here, this week I have been trying to figure out a prompt to live up to this occasion. As I already mentioned, my system isn't perfect! And I've been thinking a lot about community lately and how that's been lacking for so many because of Covid. So what I want yall to do is if you get this dissertation of mine, please send a message, post, anon, whatever you want to at least 1 other blog (though you can do more), telling them something you like about them and giving them an animal emoji! That way we can keep spreading the love all day long to as many as possible! 🥰

As always, you are all brilliant, kind, worthy, beautiful and as this past week has shown, hilarious and unique human beings. No seriously, some of your posts had me kneeling over in laughter. If you would so like, you can tag #animalanon so I and everyone can read all your lovely posts! IM STARTING EARLY TODAY SO WE CAN PARTY ALL DAY LONG BECAUSE I LOVE YALL SO MUCH 🎊 🦥🦁🐯

Omg happy anniversary animal anon!!! 🎉 We all love you so much <3333 The chaos was 10/10 thank you for the entertainment you’re an icon!!

It’s so nice to hear more about you!! I am also from the Midwest not too far from Canada! Maybe I know you 👀 I ALSO love theatre but wouldn’t consider myself an expert by any means but you sound like you’re living the dream 🤩 and I also also love Red! I go back and forth on if it’s my favorite or rep (tho Red TV I think pushed it to #1 ❤️) So we have a lot in common!!

I’m going to guess what you have in common with Taylor issss… you have 3 cats?? 🐱

I love your idea for spreading the love! Bringing the light to the fandom, as always! I hope you have a wonderful anniversary!!! 🐳🦚🐇🦒🐘🐬🦉🦄🐝🦕🐙

[strangeradventuresofp]

family meeting (diego x reader)

requested by : anon  -   Hello! I love your writing, and I was wondering if I could request Diego Hargreeves x reader, where they’ve been dating for a little while, and she insists on meeting his siblings? A little bit of family chaos, and a ton of fluff? Love you!💕💕

a/n : NONNY ur too sweet thank u so much my gosh and thank u for the request <3333 i hope that you enjoy this and thank u again!<3

After months and weeks of convincing your boyfriend, it was finally the night. You were going to have dinner with the Umbrella Academy, your boyfriend’s siblings. You didn’t know much about them, only what you had known whilst growing up. Diego didn’t really speak that much of them. He seemed to get tense whenever you had mentioned meeting his family, and forever refused. That was until you had told him that if he wanted to get serious, you were going to have to meet his family. Just like he was going to have to meet yours, but that could wait.

You couldn’t contain your excitement. You had longed to meet Diego’s family and now you finally were. The two of you walked up to the doors of the Academy, resting your hand on the handle. Diego took a deep breath, as if preparing himself and you left go, turning to him, holding his hands in yours.

“Listen. Whatever happens, I’ll still love you. You don’t have to worry about losing me, I’m right here. I’ll always be right here.” You smiled, pressing a feather light kiss to the corner of his mouth before hauling open the door. He returned the smile before anxiously following you inside.

Immediately, a woman with caramel curls came bounding up to you. You grinned at her.

“Hi! I’m Allison. It’s so good to finally meet you!” She pulled you into a hug and you smiled, hugging her back.

“It’s good to meet you too! I’m Y/N.”

“Please, come in.” You followed her through to the kitchen, where the food was being prepared. There were three other siblings in the kitchen. “This is Vanya, Luther and Five.” Another woman, she seemed very timid. A very tall, brawny man, who looked rather uncomfortable and a child, drinking coffee.

“Everyone, this is Y/N.” The timid woman gave you a little wave, paired with a quiet ‘hello’ and you smiled at her. The big man gave you an awkward nod and the child cleared his throat, not interacting with you in the slightest.

“Quite a warm welcome.” You laughed, seemingly making the two adults chuckle at the very least.

Not much was said before dinner arrived on the table. You took the opportunity to try to get to know everyone better, and with Allison’s help, you managed to get the others talking in no time. On the table, there was a spare meal steaming in front of one of the seats and you frowned, pointing to it with your knife while you swallowed the food in your mouth.

“Who is that for?” You asked, turning your head to Diego.

“Oh, just Klaus.”

“Klaus?”

“My stoner brother.” Diego chuckled and you smiled, continuing to eat your food until another’s presence was announced, rather obnoxiously.

“Ooh, we have a guest!” Klaus sang, clapping his hands, but stopped when you turned around to face him. “Hey, Y/N. Are you here for me?” He winked, swinging his hips around in a sexual manner and you cleared your throat.

“No, I’m—I’m here with your brother.” You replied awkwardly, avoiding the gazes of those of the rest of the family that surrounded you.

“Babe, what is he talking about?” Diego asked you and you shrugged, scratching the back of your neck, shifting uncomfortably in your seat.

“Babe? Oh.” A sudden look of terror slapped Klaus across the face. “Oh.”

 The remainder of the evening continued quite uncomfortably, so much so that Diego had took it upon himself to pull you to the side, to ask if you were alright.

“Me? Oh, I’m fine. Why do you ask?”

“You’re acting weird. Did something happen?”

“Nope, not at all.” You convinced, but Diego just frowned disappointedly. “Wait.”

“There is something.” You sighed, pinched the bridge of your nose. “I don’t exactly know how to say this. And you have to promise not to hate me when I do.” Diego’s brows drew together in confusion and you took a deep breath, swallowing thickly, cheeks turning pink.

“Me and your brother have hooked up a couple of times in the past.”

Diego blinked. “What?”

“Please don’t make me say it again.”

It was just in that moment where Klaus waltzed over with a bottle in his hand, slurring his words, putting his arm around Diego’s shoulder.

“It’s true!”

“But I thought—”

“I’m pansexual. And we were both out of our faces.”

“Oh.” Diego said. He brows furrowed further, his eyes widening. “Wait, you guys had sex?”

“No! God, no. No offence.” You half-apologized and Diego seemed to be able to breathe again.

“None taken.”

Your heart ached for the rest of the evening. You and Diego made your way home and you immediately made for the bedroom, burying yourself under the covers, on the furthest end of the bed. It would surprise you if Diego even came to bed with you tonight. You could hear him in the shower, your heart dropping when the water turned off. A sigh escaped your lips after a while, and you closed your eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of large, warm arms wrapped around your tummy, pulling your back against a hot, bare chest.

“I thought—”

“Y/N, I still love you. Just because you kissed my brother a couple of times when you were off your face doesn’t mean I don’t love you anymore. Now, come here.” His low voice rumbled in his chest and your chest filled with nothing but pure love for the man that held you. You twisted around, so your chests were bare against each other and his lips gently found yours.

“I love you.” A gentle kiss was pressed to your forehead and you smiled, closing your eyes, hugging against your beloved boyfriend for warmth in the night.

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