#anyway. that's my rant for today goodbye

[quitefair]

pssttt. hey bioware.

you're hyping us up for dreadwolf right? you want people who've dropped dragon age to pick it back up again, in anticipation for your new game right?

then. why. don't you. fucking.

remaster the first three games and release them like you did with mass effect?

[aphroditesmoon]

cool about it

gwen stacy x afab!reader

summary: she's always been able to catch you when you fall, and this time she's not letting go.

warnings: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff ending, allusions to abuse, anxiety, dissociation, coping fic.

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Gwen can't tell if she was being paranoid. She rethinks everything she's done for the past week, trying to figure out which moment exactly she could've hurt you.

You still hold her at night, still cook her eggs in the morning and kiss her goodbye before you leave for your work, still leaves pasta for her to reheat when she comes home. And yet your touch feels more empty, a habit more than a show of affection. The way you turn your head away from her when you think she's fallen asleep and cover your whole body under the suffocating blanket hurts her more than she should.

You don't meet her eyes when she's talking, rarely interrupting her daily rants about her day, the interrupting was her favourite parts of talking with you. Sometimes she cant even tellbif youre listening, she watches you, staring down at your fiddling fingers, but even at that, you didn't seem to be focusing on, your eyes was distant, away from anything present.

So she goes quiet, and her eyes remain trying to read you, trying to if it'll speak in some way, a hint of what's dragging you away from her.

Today wasn't an eventful day for the ghost-spider. Miguel had her off early, not without belittling her for something stupid again. She comes home to a quiet apartment, you had been to bed early it seems.

Opening the door to yours and her room, she finds you in a position she'd already expect, under the covers, not even your head visible.

She takes her suit off quietly before changing into one of your sweatshirts, small spider engraved on the shoulder. Despite climbing up slowly, you still flinch when the bed shifts. You pull the blanket off under your chin immediately, groggily saying her name.

Gwen mumbles an apology before gently pulling you into her arms, she feels like she's dragging a dead body towards herself, the way you succumb into her touch. Like you would've let her do anything to you at the moment.

You found your head placed on her chest, her heartbeat so clear to you, thump, thump, thump. "I missed you." You whispered, she heard you still.

"You saw me this morning babe." You could hear the small smile in her voice. "Missed you anyways." Gwen releases a slow, relieved breath, holding onto that small assurance you've handed out to her, a lifeboat floating miles away while she's drowning, but it's there, and she still have enough fight in her to keep swimming.

The comfortable silence was calming, but her eyes were still wide and awake as she looks down at yoi, combing her fingers through your hair. Your face was buried to her chest, she couldn't see your face, but she heard you when you spoke; "I saw my brother last week."

Gwen feels her heart pulls at your words, an uncomfortable foreign topic you always avoided throughout your relationship with her, was your brother. You had told her of course, of your past, and all the demons from them that still haunts you till now, but you never brought him up again after.

"Where?" She finally finds courage in herself to respond. "The shop. He was, looking...for a- a new blazer." You recall, stumbling on certain words.

"Did you talk to him?" She asks. She feels you shake your head. "I hid in the back, Hayat assisted him until he left." You explained. Relief swarms Gwen's heart again. "Fucking pri-" "It's fine. I'm fine." You assure her immediately.

"No, you're not." She snaps, immediately regretting her tone after. She pulls away from you slightly, making you tilt your head up at her. You let out a forced laugh at that. "No, I'm not."

It was only them, she noticed how sunken your eyes were, and how wet your cheeks and her shirt was. "I know, I should be over it at this point, over all of it, but I-" your voice cracks, and your sentence dies at your throat as the tears burst out, a choked sob. Gwen pulls you back into her, squeezing you tight, her own eyes watering.

She hated how you're trembling and crying, because of him. He didn't deserve to be cried over. And you didn't deserve any of this. Your hands fists the sides of her fuzzy sweatshirt, your whole body shaking.

And Gwen lets you, as she kisses the top of your head repeatedly, gently swaying you like a crying infant. Her grip on you doesn't lessen. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't know." She whispers to you. And over and over, she repeats that she loves you, and that she's got you.

[lvstgojo]

my kind of crazy - satoru gojo

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: ̗̀➛ contains: satoru gojo | sfw

☁︎ summary: gojo is obsessed with you and thinks about some of the crazy moments that made him love you

₊˚ෆ warnings: none, just a sappy gojo

˚ · . word count: 718

✎ this was based off the song "my kind of crazy" by brantley gilbert. i have loved this song since i was a child. i thought he seemed so in love with the woman he was singing about.

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The sunshine had begun to sneak its way into your shared room with the strongest sorcerer in the world, Satoru Gojo. While you lay sleeping soundly, Satoru had already awakened and was staring at you, thinking about all the reasons why he loved you. He often woke up before you, but he would never leave the bed until you were awake. He didn’t like the thought of you waking up and thinking he had left. If there ever was a chance he had to leave before you woke up—he was a teacher, after all—he’d wake you to let you know he was leaving. You would drift back to sleep after he kissed you goodbye.

This morning, however, he didn’t have to leave. Satoru was a busy man, but today, he finally had the chance to relish the peace and quiet of his home with the love of his life sleeping by his side.

You were a wild one, but he loved that about you. You matched his crazy, if not surpassed it.

You’d come into the living room wearing one of his t-shirts and his blindfold, proclaiming that you were “the one and only Satoru Gojo” and “the strongest and most handsome guy to ever exist.” You’d be blocking the TV, but Satoru had long forgotten about whatever he was watching the moment you graced him with your presence. He would much rather watch you, anyway.

“Well, Satoru,” he would say, “how about when you’re done saving the world from curses, you let me get your autograph?”

You’d smile and lift up the blindfold so you could see him, complaining about not being able to see through it and not understanding how he could. He’d explain his Six Eyes Technique to you as you listened intently, and he adored how you always paid attention when he spoke.

You’d visit him at the school sometimes to sit in on his class. You weren’t a sorcerer, but he loved having you there. You got along with his students so well, and he even loved it when you mocked him and made the kids laugh. He’d pretend to be upset about his girl making fun of him, but secretly, he didn’t mind at all. It made him excited for the future, for the children you’d have together.

He hated attending meetings with the higher-ups, but he knew that once he left, he’d have messages from you, telling him about whatever you were doing or whatever was on your mind. You worried it might annoy him, having to read it all, but he looked forward to it each and every time so he encouraged you to continue. Satoru loved coming home to you after those meetings, eager to rant to you about them.

Anyone with eyes could tell how obsessed Satoru was with you, but Suguru really got to hear about it. If Suguru let him, Satoru would talk his ear off, not that it bothered him anyway. Suguru loved seeing his best friend happy. Satoru would tell him about all the crazy things you did—how the way you’d pout made him want to drop everything and give you whatever you wanted. How you never lost any disagreement, though you didn’t have many. He just thought you were too cute to stay mad with. He never wanted to be upset with you. Satoru spoiled you, and you loved every second of it.

“She’s a wild one,” he’d tell Suguru as they watched their students practice on the training field.

“She’s my kind of crazy. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

While he was thinking about you, he had pulled you back into his side and fallen asleep again. It wasn’t long before he heard your beautiful voice.

“Wake up, sleepyhead.”

When he opened his eyes, he couldn’t help but smile, wondering how he had gotten so lucky. He couldn’t believe that he got to share his life with all your crazy antics. He loved you so much that it was all worth his while.

- kasai ☁︎

[dongminz]

my reality . . ᝰ.ᐟ (han taesan)

pairing: nonidol!taesan x fem!reader; genre: fluff, highschool au, opposites attract; warnings: cursing, kys and kms jokes ; featuring: mentions of tws dohoon, nwjns hanni, zb1 ricky, riize anton, and kissoflife belle

ᯓᡣ𐭩 what happens when han taesan, a quiet boy with a cold demeanor, falls for a girl working part-time at his favorite record shop?

𐙚 cart • wc: 288 | please ignore grammatical errors!

chapter 4: keep moving forward previous ✦ chapter list ✦ character desc ✦ next

note: this chapter is both an smau and a written au! please ignore incorrect timestamps !! 😖

you finally reach the cafe. as you enter, someone rushes to hug you. it's hanni! "omg yn!! it's been so long since i've seen you around school!! how are youuu?" you let out a small laugh before greeting her. "hi hannii!! i've missed youuu! i'm doing good, how about you?”

“i’m doing good !! come, sit beside me.”

“okay!” as you sit beside hanni, taesan takes the vacant seat beside you. he’s sitting beside dohoon, you can hear them catching up with each other. soon, ricky arrived.

“alright! since everyone is here, let’s start! so, i’ll introduce myself first. hello! i’m choi yn and i am under the fashion department! i am so excited to work on this project with you guys, let’s get along!”

after everybody introduces themselves, they start playing some icebreaker games. it was going really well, everyone was laughing and enjoying the whole thing! after an hour and a half they finally head home. “bye everybody !!” hanni waved as she greeted everybody goodbye. “byee !!” you also left soon after.

you wanted to say bye directly towards taesan but you just couldn’t do it, you were nervous. normally talking to me comes easily to you, but when it came to han taesan? god, had such a hard time approaching him. i mean, you’re so.. loud, and you talk too much. atleast that’s what everyone says, you were scared that it would make him uncomfortable or overwhelmed. the thought of him hating you made you feel so.. sad. but anyways, that hasn’t happened yet so let’s just keep moving forward! you cheer yourself up after replaying all the interactions you had with him today. of course, you rant about it to your friends first.

the 3 idiots twitter profiles 🫶 (will be added to character descriptions)

authors note: hellooo !!! this is chap 4 woohooo!!! i tried to add some text pics this time so it looks better !! and woah ?? twitter profiles !!! i’ll add the main friend groups (aka bnd and yns fg) twitter profiles to the next chapter and on the character descriptions! i hope you like that kinda made this an smau too ^^ ty @tkooooop for suggestion ☹️🫶

taglist: @tkooooop, @blumisiu, @cococunchy, @dimplewonie send an ask or comment if you wanna be added to the taglist !

© dongminz 2024 ; all rights reserved

[o0o0thorn0o0o]

I be back.

Images by themselves below the cut because I spent way too much time on them + text because I’ve been gone for a while—‘course I got a lotta say.

It’s certainly been a while, eh? I did this last cour, too, and I swear to God if I do this for the next cour… Worst part is, I haven’t even watched it yet this time, rip :,) Will definitely do sometime later today, for sure, for sure.

So, I meant to get this done for IchiHime week (and look at how that turned out, haha), but not only was July a month full of pleasure, but it was also full of pain work. I was bordering a D for Orgo, so I spent a good portion prioritizing that—and it wasn’t for naught! Not only did I pass, but I went from a C- to a B! A freaking B, not even a B-!!! I’m still so shocked… I also ended up with over a 100 for lab, but I honestly kinda expected that. I’m just so glad I graduated without failing Orgo 2. Was infinitely better than Orgo 1, but goodbye, will never see you again. If I ever do, it’ll be too soon… Had hella good professors, though. That, I will say.

I go from ranting about Orgo to raving, even though it’s almost been a month… Oops ^^” The grade just still makes me so giddy, haha. Anyway, been mainly prioritizing drawing this (plus a part two to this, which I do have done as well, but I will be posting that sometime later today), though I did spend a good portion of the first half of this month rebooting my personal writing club. Enough about where I’ve been—let’s talk about the piece, shall we?

So, this was originally just an art idea I knew I wanted to do later, and when I saw what the first prompt was, it automatically came to the forefront of my mind. That, plus with the idea I eventually got for the second prompt, I really just had to. I actually probably could’ve gotten this done in a more reasonable time, but, see, when things are just an idea, I don’t put too, too much thought into them—only enough to consider them neat or substantial or something.

When it actually came to it, I found myself at a dilemma of just how faithful I wanted to stick with Orihime’s confession. Originally, I thought about incorporating the five specific things she mentioned into different past lives, but then I realized the timelines wouldn’t really make sense with what I was going for, especially considering Soul Society and stuff, which I had not thought about. So I kinda had to choose between previous lives or parallel lives. I initially went with the latter, but… idk, last minute, like the week of, I decided after checking the prompt list one more time that, nah, I definitely wanted previous lives. So, uh… yeah… I might still end up making a parallel lives version of this in the future, ‘cause I did like those ideas, too. We’ll see.

Anyway, I did try to make them at least somewhat reminiscent of the five things: Orihime and Hikoboshi are related to the astronaut thing ‘cause of space and stars and stuff. Heian Period IchiHime, well, it’s a bit of stretch, but I couldn’t really fit donuts in here since the timeline between them and the introduction of ice cream and the current timeline would’ve made one/two of these lives tragically short without even factoring in Soul Society—nothing wrong with tragedy, but not for this post, haha. So I went with small Chinese cakes ‘cause they’re a sweet? And they’d definitely be a very rare and special treat, so… idk.

Shinigami IchiHime’s also a bit of a stretch? You’d think I’d have the easiest time with being a teacher sometime in history, but I ended up sticking it here, and I was adamant I wanted to draw them in their academy days. So, you’ve got Orihime teaching Ichigo some kido techniques or something, idk. Maybe there’s also a kido equivalent to the dummy Hollow thing? And Orihime has a similar/equivalent position to Shuuhei for that? Idk, am just spitballing here to justify myself even though I know I don’t have to.

Then finally, we got Edo Period IchiHime, with Ichigo introducing ice cream to Orihime for the first time ever. And then of course, I shouldn’t have to explain the last one, haha.

Oh, God, I have so much to catch up on… which I will do later. And hey, since my scheduled posts are all up, I guess I’ll just use my queue to reblog posts I’ve missed since Ik I definitely will be reblogging a lot—don’t wanna bombard you with a ton of posts, aha. I will be making them daily instead of weekly, though, so that I’m not stashing them for too long. Starting tomorrow.

[disgruntleddonnie]

haven't been posting any of my drawings recently... I've been drawing just not posting. but today I have somethin!

first is how I've been drawing recently, second was me messing around with a line-less style.

I can't pick a favorite tbh, I like them both :)

Also, god I haven't been doin so hot as of late (due to family stuff).

like how the f am I supposed to get my schoolwork done in these conditions!? 😭 /lh

I feel for my older brother tho, he's definitely getting the worst of it. Like I'm was only indirectly involved in the situation and I was stressed tf out so I can't even begin to imagine how awful it is for him 😭

anyways, I probably shouldn't rant about this outta no-where...

goodbye 👋 ^_^

[yongbokkk]

pairings: lee know x m!reader

genre: diary fic(minho's pov!!), enemies to lovers(?), high school au

a/n; i kinda hate this idk bout u

entry 1

there was a new student today, his name is y/n.

i already dislike him, he looks like he could annoy the shit out of me.

other than hearing his irritating voice, today was pretty much the usual

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entry 2

it's like life decided to give up on me, instead of the opposite.

looks like my friends befriended the new student behind my back, and only now they inform me.

i wanted to wipe the grin off of his face so bad, what's he gotta smile for?

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entry 3

i passed an exam, feeling good.

then all of a sudden y/n offers me to lunch, which i declined of course.

he had this joyful look on his face before i rejected him, it turned sad after i did.

i kind of felt bad i felt victory from finally wiping the smile off his face. anyways, dori is playing with my face, i got to go

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entry 4

he's been stuck to me like a cat needing it's owner, it's so annoying. even if i try to avoid him, he keeps coming back.

i ranted to my friend, he said i should give y/n a chance, hell to the no. he also said i've been being mean to him for no reason, also bullshit.

oh yes, there's definitely a reason to why i hate him. he's just so im too lazy to think, so goodnight.

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entry 5

i can't get the look on his face off my mind, no matter how hard i try to distract myself. i shouldn't have shouted at him like that, maybe i was being too harsh. it's his fault for being so annoying, he just had to keep pestering me everyday.

anyways, i have to go do my homework and sleep, im early tomorrow.

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entry 6

i couldn't find him all day, there wasn't any sign of him, it felt unusual. where was he?

was it because of yesterday? have i upset him by raising my voice like that?

i have an upcoming exam, i shouldn't overthink the situation. goodbye.

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entry 7

jisung really wanted to get in my nerves and decided to throw a water balloon at me, i got him back though.

y/n, he still hasn't shown up to class. is he really going to miss out on all the lessons like that.

im not worried, i have no business with that idiot. goodnight.

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entry 8

i don't know what else to write for this day other than y/n being back.

he looked down, he didn't even talk to my friends or even anyone in school. he seemed like he didn't have the energy to do anything, he barely passed through class.

i'm starting to think back on what i did to him, it keeps me awake at night.

i'll try to sleep now, goodnight.

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entry 9

i don't know what came over me, but i decided to buy him his favorite drink. i just felt bad, he looked pretty lonely these days. sure he had his friends sitting with him, but he barely joined a conversation and just kept eating.

i still hate him, he shouldn't have high hopes that i'll be nice to him after this. goodnight.

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entry 10

me and felix got into an argument, but we worked it out so it's all good in the end.

for the past days, y/n's starting to get better, he doesn't look as miserable as before. there's a part of me that's glad, but then again, why should i care? i hate his guts, he's not important to me.

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entry 11

felix's brownies are the best, he knows when and how to make them like a professional baker. we sat and ate, talking about things to feel the mood. then the topic was about y/n.

apparently, the reason why y/n was sad wasn't just because of me, he was also stood up on a supposed date. how can anyone ditch an angel like him? who ever y/n's date was, i'll serve a punch to his face. goodnight

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entry 12

today was.. eventful. i figured out who stood up y/n, how could he fall for such playboy looking asshole. honestly, i'm more attractive.

i saw him today, and let's say, i gave him a piece of my mind. no there wasn't any violence, i just hit him in the face. it was light, i don't see why i made mark. it felt good, though.

i ate ice cream and played with my cats, now im off to bed. goodnight

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entry 13

theres something wrong with me, i'll start off to where i just brang myself to sit next to y/n at lunch, then i helped him with his books because he was clumsy enough to trip and fall, all of a sudden i had this light feeling in my chest as i was speaking to him. i'm supposed to hate him, aren't i? he's always annoying me.

do i hate him?

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entry 14

hi hi, its been like a month. you're probably wondering why the long absence. well, to my last entry, i took the time to figure out what i was feeling. and when i did, i couldn't believe myself.

as it was the end of school, students were free to go wherever they want outside the building.

minho wanted to walk home, but something was pulling his heart back from the gate.

it was telling him to wait for a certain someone, they were a bit late for exit today.

you, with your bag, finally walked out of the school building. minho's eyes had caught you as soon as you appeared on the corner of his eyes.

your h/c hair was still what you can call perfect, despite what the horrible school air can do.

minho panicked, not knowing what to do. it would be a month till the two of you saw each other again, and he wouldn't be able to wait any longer.

he shouted, "y/n!" making the called person stop his tracks, turning to face minho.

with a few stutters, minho said what he wanted to say, so that his heart and mind can finally rest, he had finally asked you out.

your face were mixed of emotions, one with shock and joy. you nodded enthusiatically, agreeing to go on a date with him.

all this time, i was too focused on being in denial to realize i fell inlove with him.

[aliasrocket]

I just thought of the most specific Rocket Raccoon scenario ever — the guardians receive a commission from a planet that has a victorian era vibe especially to their clothing and the guardians including Rocket had to wear victorian era clothes to fit in …

(I have a LOT of scenarios regarding this so pls lmk if you guys want more of these! I could honestly write it into a fic at this point oml)

masterlist. requests.

It was probably just a bit past 11pm when Rocket called, the night was silent and you were just finished getting ready for bed when he called you.

Due to his tech, you both are able to project a hologram of yourselves through your phone as a way to communicate, meaning you had a clear visual of Rocket’s entire body floating in your room.

His black suit was not made of the usual silk; the texture seemed to be of dense wool. He wore a white dress shirt inside and a black tie to match. Closely hugging his small waist was a black vest that had been buttoned all the way down with the exception of the button at the very bottom. The sleeves of both the coat and the dress shirt had been neatly rolled up above just one of his forearms, making his supposedly symmetrical suit unsymmetrical.

That wasn’t exactly a bad thing, though. In fact, the arm that had been a little more exposed had gained more attention from you than the other—you watched the way his muscles tensed when he would curl his fingers around anything.

He was just kicking off his dress shoes when you picked up and right of the bat your jaw was left hanging at the sight.

“Hey, princess,” Rocket greeted, a little more wearier than you would have expected. He stood with his hands on his hips, pushing the body of his coat back just a little to reveal his hips. “Fuck, today was a bust.”

“What happened?” You asked, eyes finally parting with his stature and now moving up to his rugged expression.

“Nah, apparently the lady who supposedly has the fortune doesn’t have the damn fortune,” Rocket explained with an angered strain in his voice. “We went through all this effort, dressed so damn formally just so we would be treated like everyone else and now I—”

“Wait, Rocket, isn’t this classified information?” You shook your head, finally snapping out of your less than innocent thoughts of Rocket in his current outfit. “You shouldn’t be telling me about these things right?”

“Yeah?” Rocket sharply exhaled from his nose, a smug grin overwhelming the look of exhaustion that had been dragging down his already greying features. “Fuck those rich brats, ‘s not like I signed a contract or something. Anyway I show up at the discussed address and—”

“Rocket, they hired you.”

“Yeah hired me to stick a gun up the asshole of anyone who comes in the way of this mission, they ain’t saints, princess.” Rocket pulled at his shirt’s rolled up sleeve, letting it fall to his wrist without letting you give a proper goodbye. Not that you’d let him know you were staring, anyway.

Rocket's jaw clenched, and you decided maybe it wasn't the best idea to push it further especially when he was already irritable and tired.

“Okay so I get to the house right, almost fuckin’ blow the brains of that broad’s bodyguards the fuck out—” Rocket paused his rant when he rolled his coat sleeve down, now shrugging off his jacket and only testing just how fitted all his clothes had been. His chest flexed as he pulled his shoulders back, sliding sleeves off his arms only to reveal his clothed biceps restrained in his shirt. Each wrinkle and each fold in his clothes only further teased that Rocket was completely and utterly clothed.

“And finally I get to hold my damn blaster under her chin only to find she doesn’t even have so much as a goddamn clue as to where her fuckin’ fortune is. And now? I gotta clean her damn snot and tears off my fuckin’ blaster. D’asted little shit.”

Rocket’s fingers popped off the buttons of his vest in one swift motion and the vest was discarded in seconds, leaving his black tie and his shirt that hugged at Rocket’s enchanced pectoral muscles.

His head tilted as he tugged at the knot of his tie. You were hallucinating, right? There was absolutely no way Rocket was loosening that tie slower than it had to be, pulling it to the side as his protruding knuckles gave attention to his hands and the way they clasped onto his tie and tossed it aside so gracefully.

Oh, shit. You bit your lip when Rocket unbuttoned his dress shirt with one hand, the first button coming off so easily to reveal a white undershirt. The thought of Rocket in only a singlet had sent you melting against the pillows of your bed.

You were probably frowning at this point, tunneling on Rocket’s hand working through each of his buttons with ease before Rocket was getting the shirt off too.

And there it was again, the flexing of his chest when he pulled the shirt out and shrugged it off, and finally he was all yours—his biceps, forearms, and hell, even some parts of his chest were—

“Hey,” Rocket called loudly along with your name.

“Huh?”

“Called you five times, you didn’t respond,” Rocket said. His hands were on his hips once more but this time, his chest had been heaving, some parts of it uncovered by his singlet like something of a boob window. “Are you zoning out?”

“Uh … something like that.”

[selfship-confession-box]

HI MOD COULD U PLS POST THIS ON SEP 15 TYSM IN ADVANCE ILYSM ANYWAYS !!!!! HEY GUYS IT'S ME ♎♏ ANON!!! TODAY IS MY F/O AND I'S 7 FUCKING YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!!!!!!! I'M LITERALLY JUMPING FOR JOY AND BAWLING MY EYES OUT AND JUST!!!!!!!!!!! EEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEVEN SLUTTY SLUTTY YEARS TO ME AND MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE. AND HERE'S TO EVEN MORE!!! 🥂 I'm taking this also as a chance to quickly rant about her, because my GOD she's wonderful. AHEM *Sighs dreamily* Tenya Iida.. how I love that woman with all my heart. Even if I get into a relationship with a "real person", I always end up breaking up with them because it just never works out, but me and her have been going strong together for so many years, always uplifting one another, and loving and supporting each other along the way. My, oh my, how did I manage to land such a beautiful girl.,,.,, uwah.. *melts* OK RANT OVER GOODBYE (extra notes: please dni if you also selfship with tenya! it makes me really uncomfortable and it makes me want to peel my skin off! thank you!! <3)

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[lovelynim]

Smile, my king

Fate/Grand Order Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia - Gilgamesh x Enkidu

A/N: Hello from the past :D This is the fic I said I got queued and it took me a shameful amount of time to finish huehuehue I finished Fate/Babylonia and I couldn't stop thinking about Gilgamesh and Enkidu, so anyway here we are

Also, sorry for not knowing how to properly tag this. Fate has a stupidly huge amount of tags and I dont know which one to use

Summary: If Siduri is not up for the task, there is only one person that can make the king smile.

Word count: 1587 words

Standing behind Siduri, Enkidu watched as Gilgamesh did his work, reading the reports on the clay tablet before giving the general a displeased look. 

“So that’s all?” The king muttered, clearly uninterested by the topic and even more by the other’s presence before him.

“Yes, your highness,” the man said firmly, but he was clearly nervous to stand in Gilgamesh’s presence. 

“Don’t you know how to do your job?!” Gilgamesh shouted, banging his fist against the throne’s arm, furrowing his eyebrows. “Your men are clearly more than capable, they need you to stand for them.”

“B-But, your highn-”

“I’m not done talking!” Gilgamesh said, still speaking as firmly as before, but sounding even more threatening this time, making the general flinch with every word that came out of his mouth.

On the other side of the room, Enkidu and Siduri kept watching the scene unfold, only exchanging a few whispers between each other.

“The king is really angry, huh…” The green-haired muttered, letting out a worried sigh that made Siduri giggle quietly.

“I read that report earlier, the general wanted to get rid of his soldiers without a good reason… The king needs to give him a scolding, otherwise he won’t get it,” she explained, looking at Enkidu.

“Still… even for one of his scolding, he seems more upset than usual,” he chuckled, tilting his head as he watched Gilgamesh continue his ranting for a couple more minutes before finally dismissing the general, who seemed as stunned as someone could possibly be.

Letting out a loud sigh as he leaned back into his throne, Gilgamesh eyed the couple in the corner of the room, keeping a straight face. “What are you two looking at?” The king scoffed, his voice sounding both playful and cocky. “Siduri, let the next person in.”

“Right this moment, your highness,” she gave Enkidu one last nod, as if to tell him ‘goodbye’ and headed towards the throne, handing Gilgamesh another tablet and then requesting the nearby guard to escort the next visitor.

As the day went on, people continued to come, one after the other, to speak to their king, seeking out for the solution of their problems, the support to their projects or simply some advice from their ruler.

However, Enkidu couldn’t help but notice that, with each problem solved, Gilgamesh seemed more and more… stressed. He couldn’t help but feel concerned about it, trying to figure it out.

“Are you worried as well?” Siduri’s voice broke through his thoughts, making the green-haired man turn around in a jolt, “I can see what you meant earlier now,” she sighed while Gilgamesh’s conversation with a farmer echoed through the throne room.

“Yes… I wish I could do something for him,”

“Maybe we can,” she smiled, looking around and waving to another servant, who quickly approached the duo, “prepare a few mats on the balcony and a few cushions too… let’s take the king for a breather outside after he is done with today’s schedule.”

 “Right away, mrs. Siduri,” they said, leaving to get things ready.

“Do you think it will work?” The man said, crossing his arms as he pondered about Siduri’s idea.

“The king always goes there whenever he can, I think he will enjoy it… and I have a B plan as well, in case things don’t work.”

“And what is it?” Enkidu asked, tilting his head, but was answered with nothing but a short giggle from the woman. Before he could insist on the topic any further, Siduri’s presence was once again requested by Gilgamesh’s side. 

“We will talk later,” she muttered as she started to walk away, “see you there, Enkidu!”

“S-Siduri, wait-” he reached out his hand, but she was already too far. He sighed, deciding that it wouldn’t hurt to join her and Gilgamesh later.

By the time the sun was setting, Enkidu was already waiting in the balcony, sitting in one of the mats and enjoying the warmth of the fading light. With his eyes closed and the noises from the palace and from the city distant, it wasn’t hard to relax. Maybe that’s why Siduri chose this place.

“Even the Chains of Heavens himself stopped by to admire my kingdom, but I don’t judge you, the sight is really breathtaking,” Gilgamesh hummed from behind, walking through the door.

Turning his head to look at the blonde over his shoulder, Enkidu couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle, quickly standing up. “Ah, your highness, what brings you here?” He said, adding some unnecessary formality to his words.

“Does the king need a reason to walk around his own palace?” The blonde teased, walking to the mat where Enkidu was and dropping himself on top of a cushion near the other.

Letting out a chuckle, the green-haired sat back down, sighing quietly. “And is this heavenly construct worth knowing your majesty’s reasons?”

“Drop the act, would you?” Gilgamesh scoffed, rolling his eyes as he crossed one leg over the other, supporting his head into his arm, “Siduri insisted I spent some time here to “relax” because I was too “stressed” with work. It was truly bold of that woman to order me around like that.”

Enkidu cocked his head, connecting the dots after hearing what the king had to say. If that was true, then Siduri had set him up for this meeting… and he had fallen into her game without a second thought. “I see,” he coughed, “but I support her idea.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“I could tell from watching you work earlier, my king,” he muttered, with a slight teasing undertone in his voice, “how you grew more and more impatient with each visitor. You, indeed, need to “relax”, as she said.”

“That makes one more fool in this palace to count,” Gilgamesh snapped, giving the other a displeased look.

“Oh, please, when was the last time you actually smiled? You should at least stop frowning for a change.”

“Hah?” Gilgamesh was no longer annoyed at this point, but still found Enkidu and Siduri’s worries an utter waste of time. With a defiant and taunting tone, the king crossed his arms and leaned his back into another cushion. “When a fool with a sense of humor presented himself to me.”

“Well, you just called me a fool, didn’t you?” Enkidu said, turning to Gilgamesh and pinching the blonde’s cheeks, pulling his lips into a smile. “Then why are you not smiling?”

With a weak slap, Gilgamesh pushed Enkidu’s hands away from his face, scoffing at the other’s insistence. “I said ‘a fool with a sense of humor’, Enkidu. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

The green-haired laughed, thinking about those words for a moment as he leaned a little closer to Gilgamesh, “well, my king, are you suggesting I start telling you jokes? I thought I was more than a mere form of entertainment for you…”

Enkidu’s words would have made him falter and blush if they were directed at anyone else, but Gilgamesh? No. All he managed to do was bring an amused grin to the king’s lips.

“Can you think of any other wahAH-hng!”

“Yes, I can, my king,” Enkidu teased after hearing that strangled laugh coming from the blonde. Having Gilgamesh to lower his guard for a couple of seconds was enough for Enkidu to strike. “I’m quite familiar with the ways to make you smile,” he tapped his fingers against the blonde’s sides.

With a crooked smile on his lips, Gilgamesh froze on the spot as soon as he felt the touches against his midriff. “Y-yohou would dahAHAre- Enkidu!” He roared, trying to sound serious as he held both of his partner’s hands.

“Yes, my king?” With a smug smile on his face, the green-haired continued to gently stroke the king’s sides and waist, pinching and poking as he spoke, “is this fool… entertaining you?”

But Gilgamesh was stubborn. And a bad loser. And a brat, sometimes. He refused to let the other simply get the upper hand like that, “o-of cohohourse nohot!” The blonde protested through gritted teeth, tightening his grip around the other’s wrists.

“But I’m making you smile… or, at least, I’m about to,” without wasting another second, Enkidu dug into Gilgamesh’s sides with a little more strength. As the tickling intensified, Gilgamesh’s body tensed up, trembling under the green-haired as he tried to hold his laughter in. “Come on, I know you want to give in… I won’t tell anyone that the great king is a little ticklish ~”

“Enkihihidu! Cehehease it t-this mohohoment!” Gilgamesh finally giggled, pressing his eyes shut and scrunching up his shoulders as he tried to protect his ear from the whispering.

But it wasn’t enough, not for Enkidu. “So soon, my king?” He skittered his fingers up the blonde’s sides, now tickling his ribs, “I’ve been doing it for a few barely a minute…” The green-haired chuckle, trapping Gilgamesh between his body and the cushions surrounding them.

“YohOHOhou- ahAHAha, f-foHOhhool!!” He hissed through his laughter, pressing his arms against his sides, trying to stop the other’s hands from climbing his body any further. Gilgamesh pressed his body back, hoping to free it from the ticklish touch that was making his mind go blank.

With a mix of pokes and strokes, Enkidu continued the assault with ease, keeping the blonde in place as he continued to draw the laughter out of him. “Curse me all you want, my king, I have all the time in the world to entertain you with this ‘foolery’ ~”

[ajaxsprettyboy]

Anniversary

Xiao x reader - fluff + smut

Waking up that day was a struggle, I smelled the coffee my mom had brewed for herself and immediately became overcome with a horrendous headache. It took sheer unadulterated willpower to not throw up dinner because of how pungent the smell was.

After nearly throwing my guts up through my esophagus, I walked downstairs and greeted my mother. She said something about what she was doing that day and honestly I wasn’t paying attention, it had nothing to do with me so I had no real reason to care.

She drove me to school and we said our goodbyes, the first day of the second semester of senior year, what a mouthful. I put on my best I’m-totally-not-falling-asleep face and walked up to Childe and Aether, Lumine was off talking to someone I wasn’t sure I knew, they had pretty brown hair though.

We walked into the school and sat in the cafeteria until the bell rang, then we could go to our lockers and first period. I had a tech class, in the nicest way possible, the absolute worst group to be with at 7 in the morning. I mean come on, Itto, please. Nobody wants to hear you screaming about your bug collection to the girl that oh so obviously has a crush on you.

But alas, what is there to do but stick with Childe. He was a popular guy, active in most sports, does lots of things around school, overall a nice guy. He’s got money though, so that’s probably why he became so popular in the first place. We’ve been friends for years though-I mean, I know his daily routine by heart.

Regardless, he’s definitely got other friends he talks to more often, but I still hold the title of ‘Best Friend’. It’s not all bad though, people tend to care about you more when you’re a popular boy’s friend. That’s cool I guess.

Anyway, we sat talking till the bell rang then off to second period, which was math, calculus to be exact. Mr. V. is a bitch so people ignore his bullshit rants and do the homework in class. Ganyu sits with me though so it’s not terrible.

Once we get to 3rd period I knew it’s time to start paying attention, more awake and aware. For…health. I already knew all the content for this class so I just doodle the class period away, soon enough it’s time for lunch.

I sit with Ayato, Ayaka, Aether, Lumine, Ningguang, and Beidou typically, but today I decided to sit with Ganyu and Keqing. Well, Ganyu, Keqing, and someone I’d never seen before, I think she said her name was Lisa. She was the girl Lumine was talking to earlier, I don’t know how she didn’t get dress coded with that top but I let it go considering it’s her first day.

The rest of the day draged on, khaenri'ahn, English, science, and so on. My mom expected me to walk home today so I was going off to a local coffee shop to study, and it started raining. Luckily, Childe was kind enough to drive me home rather than the coffee shop and stayed with me for a while. After an hour he began to leave, not without cleaning the living room before he left.

Nothing crazy happened during that hour, that was really two including the cleaning time, besides a sentence that kept crawling back in my head. “Ya’ know, my friend really likes you, he’s just to pussy to say something.” I mean there are guys who like me but one told them that I wasn’t too Interested in having a relationship at the time.

Maybe mystery man is one of them but I don’t think any of them are really close with Childe so what does he mean? Is he one of our under-classmen? That’s a possibility but I don’t understand why one of them would like me, unless it’s a hallway crush thing…

Days went by and I began getting small gifts left at my seat, or letters left in my locker. “This is so cliché I feel like I’m in a bad Hallmark movie!” I said to Lumine, knowing she’s been in stranger situations. “I don’t know there’s been worse, I mean look at Itto and his little friend.” She laughed, I won’t lie I giggled too. But honestly, this was getting weird.

He must’ve heard me speaking to her because the next lot of notes and letters were signed “X” in fancy penmanship. I know of only four people with ‘X’ names, Xiao, Xingqiu, Xiangling, and, Xinyan. Xiangling and Xinyan are both girls so that leaves Xingqiu and Xiao.

Xingqiu is years younger than us, so it must be Xiao right? I talk it over with Ganyu and Childe, who confirmed it was him, to make sure I wasn’t crazy. So maybe I had a crush on Xiao for a while and maybe he might like me back, no biggie, right?

“So how do I confront him? I’ll just ask him out! No that’s stupid…” my voice trailed off as I realized he was standing right in front of me. “Oh! Hey! Uh, would you maybe wanna, ehem, would you wanna go ou- get coffee? Tea? Coffee sometime ? “ “sure”

Sure? Sure? That’s all he said, okay uhh, “Cool! What day and time?” Shit where are we going though? “After school today if you can would be preferable.” Okay uhh, “sure, yeah, so uh, where though?” Please somewhere good please somewhere good please please please, “ just the shop down the street, meet me at the main entrance.” How is he so calm, oh my, fuck. “Okay! See you then!”

All I could think about the whole day was how stupid I sounded next to a completely stoic man, I kept decently cool though…after the whole initial bit there. It’s last period already? Fuck, fuck, fuck, what if I keep him waiting? Shit- oh.

He’s just getting out of class too? Okay good good..wait obviously it’s last period! Anyway uh get your stuff and okayyyy waiting for him and “Hey Xiao!“ “didn’t keep you waiting did i? Anyway, shall we go?” “We shall!” I follow him, his car is so nice, it smells new. Ew that’s weird don’t say that, okay uhh here we are.

The way he drives is kinda hot, the way he parks too? Okay well now maybe I’m just getting worked up because it’s my first date in a while… no he’s just hot- okay! “We’re here” “oh yeah! Sorry, was sort of daydreaming..” he chuckled and opened my door for me…he’s a gentleman too?

He’s so nice, he opened the door for me to go in before him, pulled out my chair, and pushed it in! I’ll have to pay because this is just too much to not repay. “What do you two want to get?” The waitress! God, she spooked me, I was just getting out my wallet so I could tell him to pay with my money but I guess when you sit down they come up and take your order.

“I’ll have a black iced coffee with French vanilla flavoring and a plate of almond tofu, please.” The waitress wrote down some things in scribbles I couldn’t understand much, “and for you?” I thought for a moment before answering, “I’ll have (your drink order) and… mmm maybe a chicken wrap?“ she started writing again, “will that be all?” We both nodded our heads.

We spoke with the usual small talk until our orders came, and once they did we began sipping and eating. In between bites and gulps we spoke about school and other things not as important, seeing as it’s our last year at this school it’s somewhat pointless to care as much about the sports we play or played. He spoke about baseball though, he seemed to enjoy talking about it. With my limited knowledge I asked questions here and there, which seemed to make him happy.

Once we were done we called our waitress over, “I can pay,” “No let me pay I was the one who asked you.” I watched as he continued to take out his wallet and sighed, “at least let me pay for your gas.” He nodded as he put the money in the shop’s card holder. He walked me out and pushed my seat in after me before I got the chance to do so, making me feel worse about not being able to pay.

“We still have a long time before it’ll get dark out, do you wanna do something?” I asked, hoping he had something he wanted to do. “Mm wanna go back to mine? My dad’s not gonna care, he’ll just tell you stories from when he was younger.” I nodded my head and texted my mom that I was going to a friends house, to which she replied with a gif saying ‘use protection!’ With a dancing condom. I silently groaned at my mom’s antics, before saying something about how it’s not like that.

Oh how wrong I was, once we got there I met his dad, Mr. Zhongli. We spoke to him for a while then went to Xiao’s room. He goes on to tell me about the things he has in his room, his cat named tofu, who’s a sphinx cat, and things about his friends. While he was talking I was admiring the architecture of his house and room, it was beautiful.

We spoke for hours, my phone occasionally buzzing, my friends texting me about something. I’m sure they think I’m getting laid right now, but this guy isn’t going to do anything on the first date. By the time 7:30 rolled around we laughed at their ideas of us hooking up, and then he drove me home. Unfortunately he met my mom, who doted on him a little too much.

Thankfully, though his dad had called him to get him home for dinner before it could get too bad. He left and my mom teased me until I walked away from the table. She giggled as I thanked her for dinner and cleaned my plate. Walking up to my room, I got ready for bed and fell asleep without even getting under the covers.

One date was amazing, but one turned into two, two turned into four, four into eight, eight into a couple. It’s been a month now, when I went over his house I noticed a bag on his dresser, he was on his bed, getting pillows for our pillow fort, and I asked him what was in the bag. I was just folding the blanket as I asked, it was an innocent question! “A box of condoms.” He replied, somehow unfazed. I dropped the blanket in shock, causing him to laugh.

“Don’t worry, they’re not mine, Childe asked me to get them for him, he was shopping with his little siblings when he realized he needed more, thus provoking him to ask me.” “Ohh, I mean I wasn’t worried but definitely shocked.” “They could be mine if you want them to be though,” he teased. I slapped his shoulder and carried the blanket off to the living room, making him laugh as he hopped from his bed to follow me.

Subtle hints that he’s ready to have sex with me persisted until we were close to our four month anniversary, then I made a few hints, and finally the day came. Our four month anniversary, we were at his place, considering we spent all the others at mine, and he had another box of condoms, this time for his own use.

It started off slowly, we waited till his father left for work, then he locked his door, making sure his cat wouldn’t walk in. Slow kissing, our mouths interwoven, creating a hot atmosphere. He was feeling up and down on my body, clothes mindlessly flew off layer by layer, our mouthes only disconnecting to rid ourselves of our tops and undergarments.

He opened the box and tore off a small black square from a link, setting it beside us on his bedside table. He took my left nipple in his mouth, the right being toyed with as his other had touched my sex. He played with my sex enough to prepare me for his finders going in my hole. He spit on his fingers before shoving them in, well, one at first, then two, and finally three.

He curled them inside me while also making sure to move back and forth. He then tore open the condom, rolling it down his shaft. He slowly pushed himself into me, making sure to continuously look up at me for approval, and once I told him to move it was shallow and slow thrusts. “Harder” I groaned, “fuck-yeah!”

He complied, his thrusts became rougher, he didn’t speed up though, until I told him to. The bed creaked with every thrust and he groaned, mumbled something about how good I felt around him. The feeling of his cock stroking in and out of my insides was phenomenal. This went on for hours, the room was filled with pants, groans, moans, and slurred words.

Thankfully he had a bathroom in his room making cleanup much easier, his sheets though, needed to be changed. They were stained with bodily fluids, we both got in the shower, him after me. Then we got dressed and changed his sheets, the new ones fresh out of the dryer. Tofu was cuddling me, on my chest while Xiao put his dirty sheet in the wash.

His dad didn’t come back until another hour had passed. Thankfully we were just playing with tofu while watching a movie, Major League to be exact. He came in to check on us, saying something about how he’d be making our shared favorite of his fathers dishes. He called us down for dinner an hour later. As we ate he congratulated us on four months of dating then spoke about his and our day, we lied saying we were watching movies all day.

Well, it wasn’t a complete lie. There were movies going on in the background, we just weren’t paying attention. He believed it and offered to clean our plates for us in which Xiao happily obliged before I could say anything. He laughed at my shocked face then said, “wanna build a pillow fort?”

[multiphandommess]

Help Leads To Something More - Chapter 4 - Red's Approval

Red interrogates Liv, Nicky and Liv make up

Olivia POV

I walked back into Litchfield Penitentiary. We solved the case a couple of days ago and caught the killer, so now I’m coming to update Nicky. This time, the guards left me in one of the hallways while they went to go get Nicky. I was standing looking at my phone, when a red haired woman approached me.

“You Brown?” She asked.

“Um, yes. I’m Agent Brown. Who are you?” I replied.

“I’m Red, and the girl you’re playing just so happens to be my daughter. Leave Nicky alone,” She said.

“Wait, you think I’m playing her?” I asked. She nodded. “The fuck? I’m not toying with her at all. She asked for my number and I gave it to her. She asked me to let her know how the case ends and I’m here letting her know. I haven’t done anything except for what she’s asked. If I was planning on ghosting her or never talking to her again, I would have given her a fake number. However, you would know that that’s my real number if she had actually called me,” I replied, angry. She wouldn’t stop asking for my number, and after I gave it to her, she never used it. This always happens to me. Everytime I actually like someone they don’t like me back.

Red seemed a little shocked at my rant. I guess she expected me to agree with her and tell her I was messing with Nicky.

“Um, I didn’t know that,” She said.

“Yeah,” I replied. Just then, Nicky came down the hallway.

“Really Red?! Again?! I thought I told you to leave them alone! Even if she came!” Nicky said, livid.

“Hey, hey. It’s ok. She didn’t say anything insulting or anything,” I told Nicky, my hands on her rapidly heaving shoulders. The guard told me to take my hands off and for both of us to follow him into the meeting room. Nicky rolled her eyes and walked into the room. She, once again, sat opposite to me, across the silver table. “So,” I said, “Apparently, Red thinks that I’m toying with you.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that,” She replied, looking down, ashamed.

“Y’know, if you had actually called me, you’d know that that number’s mine. I’m not trying to pressure you or make you uncomfortable, just want to make sure that you know that I’m not fucking with you or anything,” I told her.

“Ok, thanks. Honestly, I let their opinions get the better of me, and for that I’m sorry,” She replied.

“Don’t apologize. I get that it doesn’t look the best from your standpoint. Anyway, I’m here today to let you know that we caught the killer. Your former dealer, King, only kinda knew the person, but he was still able to help us and the murderer is off the streets,” I said.

“Well, that’s good, isn’t it, Agent Hottie,” She said, relaxing more. I could tell that all of this was stressing her out and that she wasn’t herself, but the more we talked, the more comfortable she became. We talked for about an hour before I had to go and fly back to Quantico.

“Well, Nicky Nichols, it’s been a ride,” I said smirking and standing up from my chair.

“It surely has,” She said, mirroring my smirk. There wasn’t a guard in the room, so Nicky pulled me into a short kiss. “That is to tide me over for the 2 years until I get out,” She said.

I blushed, not really knowing what to say. “Well alright then,” I said, “Goodbye for now, Nick. Call me soon.”

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Tattoo Talk - Indiana Jones X Female Reader

Title: Tattoo Talk

Indiana Jones X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Students (Mentioned)

Requested by: @groovy-lady (Thank you so much for requesting again, I had a lot of fun with this! P.s. love the tattoos!)

WC: 1,666

Warnings: Pre-existing relationship, Reader wears a skirt, Reader has long enough hair to be pinned up, mentions of killing, mentions of death, mentions of slight suggestiveness, slight nudity (brief and nothing really shown?), a smidge of angst, and fluff

"Don't forget Michaelson chapters four and five for next time," Indiana reminded the class as he tapped the chalkboard, his students leaving the room in a hurry. "If you need any help or advice on these two chapters just ask." 

Letting out a sigh, Indiana rubbed his forehead with the palm of his hand, taking off his glasses and setting them on his desk as he sat down in his chair. Leaning back, Indy grabbed the papers his students left for him, shuffling them in a nice stack before grabbing his glasses again and standing up. Adjusting his suit jacket, Indiana left his classroom, walking a couple of doors down and stopping at your classroom.

Looking inside, Indiana couldn't help but smile gently when he saw you; animatedly speaking about something. Opening the classroom door, Indiana shut it quietly behind him as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms as he watched you. You had been dating Indiana for almost a year now, and Indiana was loving every second of it. It felt good to be with someone who was so... Passionate about what they were doing.

"Now, Loki, the God of Mischief, had made a deal with the giant to build a wall around Asgard. In return, the giant wanted to have Freya as his wife. Now, it's said that the Gods didn't know that the giant was indeed a giant, funnily enough, and Freya didn't want to marry him anyway, so she asked Loki to do something; because it was his fault after all. So, Loki turns himself into a beautiful mare, gaining the attention of Svadilfari, the giant's stallion. Loki was able to distract Svadilfari, and off into the forest, he galloped after Loki, the gorgeous mare. Meanwhile, the giant is looking for his horse and tries to kill Odin, but Thor kills the giant. And nine months later, Loki had given birth to a wonderful eight-legged horse named, Sleipnir." You spoke, finishing your little lecture. "If you have any questions, please let me know. And good luck with your midterm presentations.  I'll see you all tomorrow!" Your voice rang out as you waved goodbye to the rest of your students, some of them greeting the other Professor as they left.

Indiana continued to watch you, pretending not to ogle over you as you turned to the chalkboard and began to wipe away your little drawings and notes. Your hair was up in a cute updo, while you were wearing Indy's favorite skirt. Indiana's lovesick sort of smile faltered slightly when he looked at your back, seeing something under your slightly-sheer shirt that confused him; making him curious. Turning back around, you brushed off your hands of any chalk residue before you clasped them in front of yourself, smiling over at your boyfriend.

"Hello, Indy. Didn't know you were going to step in for my lecture today." You greeted him as you walked towards him, reaching out to lightly touch his chest, admiring the man in front of you. Oh, how lucky you were...

"Sorry for interrupting, my class got out and I wanted to see you," Indiana replied, his hands automatically going to your waist.

You laughed lightly, shaking your head. "Oh, no! You didn't interrupt anything important, I promise!" Indiana just hummed, his eyes half-lidded as he leaned down to press his lips against your lips. You sighed happily in the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. You pulled back first, smiling softly at him and kissing his cheek; Indiana sighed contently. "Was my lecture too long or boring?" You murmured, your hands slipping from around his neck onto his chest. "I feel like I ranted."

Indy tapped his fingers to an unknown rhythm on your waist, looking off as if to think, "Hmm, no no, it wasn't bad at all, doll. Quite the opposite actually." You giggled softly, leaning in to peck his lips quickly. "Hey, doll?" He began, a hum coming out of you as you looked up at him; head tilted to the side, "What's on your back?" He then asked and your eyebrows furrowed, as you tried to look behind you, your arm going behind you as you wiped your back. 

"I have something on me? Why did no one say anything?" You asked, slightly frustrated as Indiana just shook his head, reaching for your bicep to stop you.

"No, uh, your shirt's pretty sheer, honey." 

With that, your eyes widened and your face flushed, "Sheer?" You asked softly as Indiana nodded.

"Yeah."

You let out an annoyed sigh, your eyes rolling and your shoulders dropping in defeat. "Are you serious? I wouldn't have worn this if I knew." You complained, pouting slightly at Indiana. "So everyone's seen my tattoo?" You then asked and Indiana's eyebrows raised up on his forehead, eyes widening slightly.

"So that's what that is?" He asked and you nodded slowly. 

"Yeah, I have a couple of them."

Indiana's eyebrows dropped as he stared down at you confused, "How come I've never seen them before?"

You dropped your eyes sheepishly, fumbling with your fingers as you shifted your weight from one foot to the other. "Well, Indy, it's usually dark, and I steal your shirt in the morning..." You trailed off as Indiana nodded, feeling his own face warm as he thought back.

"Do you want to see them?" You asked abruptly, making Indiana jolt out of his steamy daydream, making him stubble over his words.

"W... What? Huh?"

You let out a sigh, glaring up at him, "Oh, get your mind out of the gutter, Jones. Do you want to see them or not?" You asked, embarrassed and impatient; crossing your arms.

Indiana pressed his fist to his mouth as he cleared his throat, "Sure, doll."

You nodded, dropping your arms as you walked to the other side of the room, sliding the blinds closed as Indiana watched you, catching a glimpse of your supposed tattoo as he leaned over, pulling the door window's blind closed without looking. Walking back over, you began to unbutton your shirt, Indiana watching as his mouth began to dry. Pulling it off, you hold it draped over your arm as you turn your back to him. Indiana sucked in a breath as he saw it, jaw-dropping slightly as he took in the ink on your back; a large tree, its branches weaving and swirling around themselves, roots spiraling downwards; branches upwards. Though part of it was covered by the back strap of your bra, it had an ancient look to it. If Indiana found it pictured in an old book, he wouldn't be surprised. But, it was mesmerizing, to say the least.

The question floated on the tip of his tongue before you spoke, "It's Yggdrasil. The world tree; a giant ash that supports the universe. Part of Norse Mythology." You answered, hearing the quiet intake of breath as your boyfriend seemed unable to speak. You turned around, biting your lip when you noticed him staring at you in silence. "Uh... I also have two more..." Turning around to face him and open your right arm. At the underside of your arm, was what Indiana knew was a Norse Rune, from his time watching your lectures. This rune was a line with two shorter diagonal lines pointing downwards from the right side; engulfed in flames with a snake surrounding it, "This is the Rune, Ansuz. Odin's Rune." You then opened your other arm, with a different rune on the other side in the same place. To Indiana, it looked like a line with a triangle on it, with gloomy storm clouds and a lightning bolt, “This is Thor’s Rune, Thurisaz." You finished, looking up at Indiana.

He just looked at you, unblinking as he stalked forward, slowly reaching his hand out to take your arm in his. He gently ran a finger over your tattoo, outlining it as he started talking; you could hear the reverence in his tone as he talked. "These are... Incredible." He breathed out, still tracing over the tattoos, before trailing his hand down your arm and taking both of your hands in his as he finally looked into your eyes. "So, Thor and Odin?"

The anxiety that Indiana wouldn’t like your tattoos quickly fell away as you smiled up at him, the smile almost blinding. "Yeah, Odin and Thor. Odin is the God of War, and Thor is the God of thunder.” You stated matter of factly, and Indiana chuckled quietly at the look on your face as you started getting excited; your cheeks burned as you realized just how deep your feelings for Indiana went. "Um, well, I know it sounds sill-"

"When did you get them?" Indiana interrupted you, completely enraptured by you; as you bit your lip before you spoke up again.

"Thor Rune when I was eighteen, Yggdrasil at twenty-two, and Odin at twenty-four. I'm thinking about getting another one soon."

Indiana was quick to speak, looking down at you with excitement that you only saw when he found a missing artifact which really surprised you, "Could I come with you on the next one?" He asked, and you were quick to nod.

"Of course, you can hold my hand and everything." You teased, earning a playful glare from him as he rolled his eyes. You couldn't help but laugh, grabbing his hand and kissing his knuckles softly as he smirked down at you. "Are we still on for lunch?" You asked, and Indiana nodded, taking your shirt from your arm, and opening it to you. 

"Of course, doll. In fact, lunch is on me." He teased, helping you put on your shirt, your arms passing through the sleeves as you giggled.

"You always pay for lunch, Indy." You gave him a smile in thanks, buttoning up the shirt as Indiana went over to your desk, grabbing your suit jacket and bag.

"That's because I love to spoil you, sweetheart. So... How do you feel about a surprise trip to Iceland?"

[alicemitch09writes]

I just finished (un)loving miya atsumu and wow what a ride. I'm normally a silent reader, who gives likes maybe reblogs on fan fiction, but I want to give my appreciation and love to the author!!

I just want to thank you for writing this fic, and that I cried a lot and my heart aches and my headaches and I don't know what to do with my life now. I just happen to see this fic on a post on fic recommendations of miya atsumu and thank god I read it. While I was reading it, I had high hopes that atsumu and oc will get through it and be together at the end but, I was wrong at first I was like "I don't agree with this ending they should've had a second chance". Because as a hopless romantic, who always has consumed too many "love conquers all" type of media, it kinda of a slap to the face because in real-life, it doesn't always work that way. And that I think that if we had an ending where oc and atsumu get together, I think atsumu wouldn't be facing the consequences of his actions.

The fact that he wouldn't even give her a chance to explain herself properly, that she didn't sabotage his attempt to confess to his first love/crush. I mean they were young and like I mean I get it we were teenagers once, awkward, don't know how to handle emotions really well. But, the oc was/is their best friend, they grew-up together basically, and the fact that his immediate thought-process after seeing her letters was that she was sabotaging him, that she was capable of doing that to him, one of the people closes to her heart. During that part, my heart-ached for the OC. The feeling of betrayal, confusion, heart-ache, humiliation that she must have felt when he was reading her letters, where she wrote a very vulnerable piece of her heart on, to the team and when he ignored her for a year. I mean, it's a sad and traumatic experience to have someone, close to you, treat you like that and that he thought that you were capable of doing that to him. If it were me, I would be thinking, "Do you really think that I am capable of doing that to you?" "Was I a bad-friend to you" "Did my friendship with you, over the years, not show my sincerity, love and loyalty for you?"...I understand her stance in moving forward and as she should, I have yet to read the suna fic but, I think reading one angsty fanfic was enough for today. But, I did read forever person epiphanies, which made me cry more, but t'was great. I loved that the oc moved forward, got married, had children,... I loved that she got her happy ending.

On another note, I like the depiction of growing-up, that everything won't stay the same, letting go, that everything is futile and ephemeral, and that you should enjoy your youth and not waste it. I loved the quote that the oc said, "We can't always be ruled by our past after all. How else are we going to move forward?" that will be forever embedded in my mind along the "We don't need memories". And that we should cherish the people around you, that you should appreciate them and that don't be a scrub like Atsumu was in this universe JSAJSJ, I wish him well, and I hope he will find someone special too. Or not. BUHAHUSDkKk

Anyways, this is one of fics that I will be thinking about for a long time. And I wanna say thank you again for writing it and sharing it, even though the price of reading it was my sanity. AND LIKE OMG YOU'RE FILIPINA, I LOVE IT MY FELLOW KABABAYAN. Throughout this fic, I couldn't stop thinking about the song "IF EVER YOU'RE IN MY ARMS AGAIN, THIS TIME I'LL LOVE YOU MUCH BETTER"…!! I'm sorry if this rant was too long, I just really have a lot to say.

I'm goingto return to the fluff corner of Tumblr. Thank you and Goodbye!

thank you, thank you, thank you very much for the read, sweetpea~

probably my favorite process of writing it was reminding myself over and over of the setting and the characters involved were teens. there was a myriad of emotions I've gotten since posting the fic years ago (wow, it's old lol) and though some were good and bad, it still did its job of making people feel things. because again, we were all teens once and we all wished life went the way we wanted it to. sadly, it never will.

even though i've already set on the ending and many didn't like it (at least in tumblr, my ao3 readers were fine with the ending), I wanted to stand my ground and give an ending /I/ wanted to share and remind everyone that you don't always need to be together romantically to be happy. sometimes, you just need closure.

(unrelated, but i'm listen to the natlan live symphony writing this, so I got a boost but it feels like I'm prepping for battle hahahaha)

[im-s0rry]

Grimm's Deltarune Chapter Three Take - New Characters???

Finally, after all this time, we have new characters for my Chapter Three Take!

Up first we have Chairiel. She is a kind talent agent who likes to support up-and-coming actors. She is huge compared to everyone else and is a mother figure to Chai Nelguid. She's not the biggest fan of Tenna to be frank but she can understand his appeal and his talent.

Next we have Barley, one of the many shopkeepers you will meet in Homelywood.(Name Pending) He's an over actor but still does a couple of shows every so often. They also run a bar, which is what you will find them doing during the course of your journey. They've played many parts in many productions and is a very friendly and charismatic guy. He's a fatherly figure to Chai, which is strange considering how he and Chairiel have never met and Chai is playing them both. Barley will be glad to tell stories of their past, and maybe spill the fact that he was in an old western with a horrible prop malfunction that may have killed one of the actors. He thinks this may have some relation to the odd sightings of weird trash puppets he has heard floating around...

And finally, we have Cinni-Scotch, the host of Homelywood's favorite baking show and mid playthrough boss Darkner. As stated, she runs a cooking show. She started hosting it when she was a lot younger, and have now become a bit tired of the show as well as a bit...unhinged. She's still loving and supportive of others, just don't try and mess with her recipes. She usually hangs out at Barley's bar after hours, ranting to people about her struggles. She's going through a rough time and maybe the Fun Gang can help out just a bit.

And that's all I have for today. If you were wondering, I kinda ship Chairiel and Cinni-Scotch. I don't really know why though. Anyway, goodbye for now.

[nectaric]

i've had a really awful couple of days. i have so much i need to do and accomplish but i can't because i have to babysit four dogs who can't be in the same space as each other bc of territory aggression and resource guarding that i am not equipped to deal with and shouldn't have to but that's my situation rn, and yet the dogs whine 24/7 to be together and its actually driven me to several mental breakdowns in the last two days alone

its just for a few more days until our living situation gets sorted out but this is exhausting and not to mention, my puppy almost ran away today because my other dog tore a hole in the fence and i cried for like 20 minutes even after she came home because my parents live next to a highway and are also in the fucking forest, and i thought she was going to be dead or long gone with no hope of finding her

and i feel like my dogs have regressed in their training because i genuinely don't have the time, energy, or capability to do things properly because i'm one person just trying to keep them safe and fed and i just feel like the worst dog parent ever rn despite how hard i've been trying

and i feel like i can kiss going to greece this year goodbye because there's no way i can leave my dogs with my parents now because of the whole situation and the worst part is my husband has been gone this whole time and i can't even talk to him because of the nature of his job

anyway that's my rant for the day, i just really needed to get this off my chest because i'm really struggling