#anyways i love her so muchhhh

[justskyla-art]

a ferryman whiteboard doodle

[frogintheair]

elphelt time!!!

[no27-chilis-honda]

I have determined that my greatest curse is my unwavering loyalty and emotional weakness to St. Louis

[wikipediadogdotnet]

watching aphmaus minecraft roleplays was so important to me and my character arc of being into really shitty machinimas❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[hansslut]

precrash gf lottie headcanons ⋆🪽

҂ warnings: a lil bit of nsfw at the end + lottie w a breeding kink sorry not sorry :3

LOTTIE REQUEST HII💞💞💞 anyways!!

we already know lottie cares and loves too much about everyone already, so with you, her partner? OH GODDDD this girl would move mountains for you

whenever you say smth n some of your teammates disagree she'd IMMEDIATELY get those eyes of a neglected poo and go "yeah but think about their point too why are you only focusing on what you want for this team" or just yapping abt how she wants equality for everyone in the team

always towering over you and looking down at you with that cute lil :] smile

can sense instantly how you feel by the look in your eyes and how you act and she always runs after you to help you :( ( whether it's by giving you a blowjob/eating you out or cuddles )

spoils you SO FUCKING MUCHHHH you could hum a song and her alarms would go 🚨🚨🚨

"that's duran duran,their new album got released a few days ago do you want me to buy you a cd?a vinyl?a personal duran duran concert?" AND YOU'RE ALL LIKE "baby....personal duran duran concert?..."

doesn't let you spend even one dollar, buys you food, clothes, LITERALLY WHATEVER YOU WANT

quite literally treats you like a queen/king/monarch ( LMAOOO )

LOOOOVES hugs kissies holding hands anything you give her

begging u to get matching outfits 🥹

your own bodyguard !!!!! if she sees anyone flirting w you at a party SHE SQUARES UP AND GETS ALL MEAN AND SCARY

onto the NSFW now...cough cough

buys toys to use on you <33

going together to buy toys and she shows you a pink sparkly dildo ( that can obv be attached to a harness ) and you're all like "you...you wanna buy that?" "yeah??do u not want me to fuck you with a pink dildo:( it's cute! see, it even has fake cum :3"

but oh boy when you get back home and she's pounding into you with that cocky smile....

pressing down on your stomach so you can feel how deep inside u she is 0_0

"gonna cum in there,hm? gonna take all of mommy's cum inside you?" and you're just nodding and moaning cuz how could u even give her an actual answer

CONCLUSION, i need her and who doesn't.

[monster-disaster]

I need more of the neighbors I love the storyyyy so muchhhh. The slice of life is 👌

Original: [monsters] Neighbors A Halloween one on my Patreon: [monsters] Neighbors +1

The rising sun barely scrapes the horizon. Its pale light sneaks through the gaps between the towering buildings and spills onto the empty streets in a soft, golden hue. The city is still asleep, save for a few cars that pass by while you walk down the sidewalk. Each tired click of your high heels on the pavement is a reminder of the long night behind you. Your toes are cramped in their pointed coffin, aching with every shift as you try to wiggle them for some relief. Every part of you is sore; your feet, your legs, your back. The remnants of the last several hours cling to you like the dull ache in your muscles. You danced until the floor felt like it was swaying beneath you, then left with a stranger, one whose name you will probably forget before the week is through. The memory of it is already slipping away, fading in the blur of flashing lights and the haze of alcohol. Now, all you crave is a hot shower, a big glass of water, and your own bed.

When you finally spot the familiar brick facade of your building, a wave of relief washes over you, only to be swiftly smothered by a sigh that catches painfully in your throat. There, already out and about, stands the goblin who lives in the first-floor apartment below yours. His figure is hunched over, gripping a rake that looks comically oversized next to him. The long handle is awkwardly angled as he sweeps the leaves into a pile. His scowl is unmistakable, etched into his sharp features, and as his eyes catch yours, you know that his mood is as foul as ever. It always is.

"I was almost worried when I didn’t hear you dragging the furniture across the floor all night," he grumbles as a greeting.

"I don’t drag furniture at night," you mutter, though your words quickly fade into a futile attempt. It doesn’t matter what you say, he finds something to complain about anyway.

"Well, good day," he grunts flatly. His tone is more of a dismissal than a farewell, and without another word, his attention is back on the soggy leaves that cover the small, green patch in front of the house.

With a suppressed sigh, you hurry up the stairs, eager to escape before the goblin can think of something else to grumble about, and just as you push the door open, you nearly collide with your upstairs neighbor. The burly orc woman you often meet for chitchat and coffee beams at you while holding onto her kids' tiny hands.

"Good morning," you greet them with a smile, your mood lifting at the sight of them.

The little girl’s eyes study you intently for a moment before she speaks up. Her voice is soft and innocent in its bluntness. "You look awful." Her words seem to hang in the cool morning air, thick with unfiltered honesty only the kids can have.

"Oh, god!" her mother exclaims. "We don’t say that!"

"We just think it!" the other toddler pipes up, his small chest puffing with pride as he tilts his head, clearly convinced he is the smartest of the bunch while his sister nods as if affirming his wisdom.

"Nah," you hear the goblin call out from behind. "We think it, and we say it."

The sound of his voice causes the toddlers to squeal in surprise, their wide eyes lighting up with excitement, and without missing a beat, they dash past you, eager to join the goblin. Soon, their chatter fills the quiet street while you and the orc woman stand there, stunned with disbelief.

"I still don’t understand how the kids like him," she says.

You shrug, a smirk tugging at your lips. "He’s much nicer to them."

You can hear the gentle tilt of the goblin’s voice as he says something to the toddlers. The contrast between how he interacts with them and how he treats the rest of the world is jarring, but you suppose it makes sense. You’re certain his change in attitude has something to do with the fact that he doesn’t have to listen to their rambunctious energy all night long unlike you.

"Anyway," the orc woman sighs, stepping aside to give you room. "Have a nice day, Y/N."

Lost in your own thoughts and planning for the day ahead, you don’t notice the soft footfalls following behind you, nor the subtle presence of someone drawing closer until you step into the elevator. Just as the doors begin to close, a hand shoots out, halting them with a faint ding.

"Oh," you gasp, startled, and look up to find a handsome minotaur smiling down at you. His broad frame seems to fill the space as he steps into the elevator beside you.

"Sorry."

"It’s fine," you reply quickly, pressing the button for your floor again, ready to settle into the quiet, but as the doors begin to close again, the male speaks up.

"Are you Y/N?"

For a moment, you blink in surprise. "Yes."

He smiles faintly. "My mother," he explains. "She talked about you."

Ah. Of course. The old minotaur lady lives across from you and made it her life's mission to match you with anyone in her family.

"And you are...?"

"The divorced son," he responds with a knowing look.

"Oh, right," you nod. "I’m sorry about that."

He shrugs. "It’s fine. I hope my mother doesn’t annoy you too much?"

You can’t help but laugh. "She gave me your number at least twice."

The minotaur sighs, his shoulders drooping slightly as he leans back against the elevator wall. "Great," he mutters under his breath.

When the elevator dings again, the doors slide open, and the minotaur gives you a nod before disappearing into his mother's apartment while you remain standing in front of your own door, fishing around in your black purse, the one that matches your dress, for your keys. The tiredness of the morning and the weight of the night make your every movement feel sluggish.

Then, a groan comes from your side, making you stiffen. "Ugh, you stink."

You turn sharply at the familiar voice of your wolf-shifter neighbor cutting through the quiet.

You can’t help but scoff, your patience is already at its limit. "I look awful, I stink! Anything else?"

The young man’s eyes widen in surprise at your sudden reaction. "I didn’t say you look awful," he defends quickly, his hands raised in mock surrender. "Though-"

"Don’t!" You interrupt.

"Okay, okay," he relents, taking a step back. But then, a teasing grin creeps onto his face. "But you could really use a shower. You smell like a man."

"A man?!" Your head snaps to the other side, where you spot your succubus neighbor standing with her arms crossed, glaring at you with exaggerated disgust. "But why, Y/N?" she asks, oozing with seduction. "You know you can come to me for anything." A slow, deliberate smile spreads across her dark red lips. The suggestion is clear in her eyes. "Why waste your time on men?"

Before you can respond, the wolf-shifter chimes in. "She’s right, you know? Why waste your time on human men?" His eyes twinkle as if he's enjoying this little back-and-forth far too much.

"I don’t have to explain myself to either of you!" you snap. The words hang in the air, and for a moment, the hallway falls into silence.

Then, you hear the familiar voice of the minotaur lady, muffled through the entrance door of her apartment. "Is it Y/N? Great! Let me introduce you to her."

The sound of her son’s voice follows, just as muffled but noticeably more panicked. "Ma, don’t!"

That’s it! You can't deal with this right now.

With a huff, you turn on your heel, your hand fumbling slightly as you search for the keys in your bag, the jingling sound a bit more frantic than usual. The door clicks open, and you barely spare another glance at the wolf-shifter and succubus watching with too much fun on their expressions.

"Good day!"

[spilledstars1234]

LINK CLICKERS WE WON

NEW ALBUM THIS MONTH???? MORE SONGS????

I CANNOT WAIT TO HEAR ALL THE NEW OFFICIAL SONGS!!! IM SO EXCITED RN

anyways, heres some of my (slightly unhinged) thoughts abt this pv...enjoy!

I do NOT like where this is heading...LOOK AT THEIR SHADOWS IS THAT DEMON LU GUANG??? WHAT IS EVEN GOING ON LIKE WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?! IM GETTING VERY BAD FEELINGS ABT THIS-

BUT AHHHH QIAO LING SHES SO PRETTYYY I LOVE HER!!!

AND HER NAILS TOO!!! WE NEED TO TAKE A MOMENT TO APPRECIATE OUR QUEEN'S NAILS BECAUSE THEY'RE JUST SO GORGEOUS!!!

QIAO LING AND CXS' SIBLING BANTER IS EVERYTHING AHHHHH LOOK AT THEMMM !!! I LOVE THEM SM

I MISS THEM SOO SO MUCH AUWAHHH !!

LI TIANXI IN THE BACK AUGHH SHES SO ADORABLE (I can almost, almost forget abt what happened to her...sobs)

also the "game over" sign behind the twins is way, WAY too fitting... (sobs again)

...ANYWAYS, LET'S JUST NOT THINK ABT THAT RIGHT NOW! MOVING ON!

LOOK AT LI TIANCHEN SJHFK HES SO SILLY I CANT (i can almost forget abt all the stuff he's done in the show...)

LIU XIAO OML OML LIU XIAO DEAR GOD LIU XIAO ASJHDK!!! WOAH!!! HES SO FINE ??!?!?!?!?!? LIKE?!?!?!?!? HELLO????? HELLO MY GOOD SIR???!!?!?! (yes i AM in fact malfunctioning XD)

LOOK AT THEMMM I LOVE THIS TRIO SO MUCHHHH UGHHH THEYRE SO CUTEEEEE

ALSO THE RED HAIRED GUY GOT A FACE REVEAL??? OML HE IS SO FINE OHMYGOD

AND THE BLOND GUY FROM BEFORE IS BEHIND HIM, HES SO HANDSOME TOO GSJHKJFS

AND THEN LIU XIAO ON THE OTHER SIDE TO ADD ONTO IT-

UGH

ALL OF THEM

THEY ARE ALL SO FINE KJSFDGJ

AND THIS LOOKS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS I CANNOT WAIT

ALSO THIS BEING DURING PRIDE MONTH???? THEY KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING OML THEY KNOW

[two-white-butterflies]

parallel lines | d. targaryen | part ten

Description: An ordinary middle school teacher moves to a desolate town with her fiancee. After suffering episodes of vivid nightmares, she realizes that his uncle looks exactly like the man in her dreams.

Pairings: daemon targaryen/reader, aemond targaryen/reader

Trope: Reincarnation

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Grief makes us do unspeakable things. It sharpens our claws, and protects us against things that may happen in the future. It forces us to be reserved, makes us shut up.

But sometimes grief makes us explode.

Makes us yearn for the love that hasn't been granted to us.

"You're not allowed to talk to him." the police guard scoffs.

Alicent weakens. Her first child tied in cuffs, never allowed to live life as a free man again. "I'm sorry," she mouthed - staring deep into Aegon's eyes. His lips pressed into a thin line, entirely unsure if the descent into madness was caused by his parents.

He cannot blame them, even if it was.

He walks away.

So you're leaving in the morning, on the early train.

The music in your airpods blasted. Harwin continued loading your luggage into the trunk. He doesn't know when he'll see you again.

I could say everything's alright. I could pretend and say goodbye.

"We'll keep in touch." you promised, wrapping him in a warm embrace. Daemon's hand found the small of your waist. "I'll call you everyday." Harwin made the same promise.

Basically his full-sister at this point.

"- I'll miss you." Harwin pressed a kiss on your forehead.

Daemon opens the car door for you. It was the beginning of your life. A life that you fought hard to have again.

I won't stop loving you.

I'll always be here by your side. I'll never want you to say goodbye.

Aemond smiled, hearing the radio play your favorite song. He wonders if you're better now - living the life that he took for so long. "So Mr. Aemond Targaryen, is it your first time in therapy?" the older woman adjusted her glasses.

"Yes." he answered with a smile.

(FIVE YEARS LATER)

yourname: ❤️ thank you for visiting us in 🇦🇺 thank you for the cute photos @helaenasphotography

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helaenasphotography: always welcome guys! ✨

RhaenyraStrong: When are you coming home? Missing youuuu soo muchhhh - yourname: soon, i promise!!

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It's been five years since you disappeared off the face of the earth. You can still remember the day that you left. It was a Sunday.

May 7, 2023.

You moved to Switzerland with Daemon, enjoying the snow and the scenery around you. He started teaching in an international school. You postponed your law degree, instead you focused on running a daycare and healing from your scars.

You were lucky to welcome your first child.

Daenerys.

After Switzerland, you moved to Australia.

The warm sand was kissing your barefoot. The beach was beautiful in the morning, you liked the way the sun stung your skin. "Let's go for a swim," Daemon pleads, "I don't want to get stung by jellyfishes, love." you whined, but he continues pulling you in the water.

The water was warm, though slightly colder than the sand. A sigh escaped your mouth feeling the seaweed wrap around your feet. It was another day in paradise. "They won't bite, I promise." he pressed a kiss on your lips.

He was enjoying this life.

"It's not my problem if I get bitten anyways." you wrap your arms around his body, using him as a floater. He chuckles, remembering the time he had to haul you to the hospital because of a snake bite.

It was a garden snake, not the venomous kind.

"I'm sorry for that," he laughed, walking until the water reached your shoulders. The seaweed was ticking your thighs. "I'm glad that everything happened the way it did. I got justice for my mom's death. I got you. I got Daenerys." you whispered.

"I love you, Dae." you confessed.

"I love you too," he hummed, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

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Harwin smiled, helping you load the luggage inside of the car. "Two years and you're finally coming home." he states, placing his hand on your head and messing with your hair.

"I'm sorry that it took a while. We had a lot of things going on." you exchanged a knowing look with Daemon.

Harwin takes a closer look at the little boy. "Jesus, he looks exactly like you." he observed. "- don't let Daemon hear that." you placed a finger to your lips, continuing to rock the little boy to sleep.

"The car is ready." Daemon says, opening the door for you.

Harwin sits in the passenger seat, while you and Daenerys are in the backseat. "Is she strapped properly?" Daemon does his final rounds of safety inspection. "We're ready to go, dad." you confirmed.

yourname: thanks for the photos @helaenasphotography ❤️

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RhaenyraStrong: Congratulations are in order!!

jacejacejace: I'm so excited for the wedding 😍 ate that

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daemontargaryen: "If there is heaven in this life, it is my mother." ❤️

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RhaenyraStrong: Daenerys was so little then 🥲 they grow up too fast

joffreyminecraft_gamerboy: uncle daemon can u plese by me robux? - daemontargaryen: ok

LaenorVelaryonLaw: Keep posting pics of Dany and (Your Name) I'm tired of seeing your eyesore face on my newsfeed - daemontargaryen: You follow me, so?

"Dany, be careful. Vissy has soft bones." you dutifully reminded. In the span of five years the children in the family grew.

Rhaenyra and Harwin had Aegon, Viserys and Visenya.

"I don't know how you take care of these many kids. Daenerys just by herself is a handful." you chuckled, admiring the way Rhaenyra raised her children with tenderness and affection. "Harwin decided to have an early retirement, so we're with the kids 24/7." she humbled.

6 children. 1 teenager, and 1 adult child.

She's a legend.

"Has Jaehaerys and Jaehaera ever asked about their father?" you inquired, wondering if you should help shoulder the boulder of raising Aegon's kids. "I legally adopted them, as far as they're concerned Harwin and I are their parents." Rhaenyra confirmed.

Aegon was a strange creature. He always had that blank look in his eyes. He'd always joke about the most deranged topics, but when his children entered the room - his eyes would light up. He was a horrible person, but you think that he's a good father.

To some extent.

"Enough of that, I'm so excited for your wedding." Rhaenyra placed a hand on your forearm. Your eyes light up at the thought. "I already picked out a few bridesmaid dresses. I just need y'all to choose." you announced. "- I think they're in my room." you remembered.

Rhaenyra motioned for the maids to grab the gowns.

"Let's have a fashion show!" you smiled.

yourname: 08.23.24 🖤 Officially Mrs. Daemon Targaryen

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RhaenyraStrong: We did it baby!!!

harwinstrong: congrats sis and bro

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daemontargaryen: thank you for marrying me.

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harwinstrong: Thanks for inviting us. We had fun.

helaenasphotography: Congrats guys!! 🥳 Cheers to forever

[nezuswritingdesk]

xavier parenting au

A/n: rounding up the parenting au before all the fics and silly stuff, we got papa xavier and his 2, almost 3 children. (lumi was being a brat and demanded their release so you should thank little lumi) also Xavier's debut post! istg, i have a love-hate relationship with him because he keeps blocking zayne from coming home >:(

Primarily inspired by @tbaluver @starmocha and every xavier girl and boy dad thing I've seen since

Obligatory tag for Aly bc she's the kids godmother: @deusfoundry

cw/tw: family content, fluff, babies! very cute babies, pregnancy

wc: 732 words

Now now, papa xavier huh? This man sleeps more than your the children combined.

Xavier has collected all their plushies from the arcade, each child has a collection of plushies they sleep with.

He tries his best to cook meals for the kids but that didn't turn out good (He's gonna peel fruit from now on becuse cielo told him himself that he shouldn't cook, ever)

Anyways, Xavier is a father of 2 children . Well to put it accurately, 2 almost 3 children.

Cielo is the eldest child. He is 6 years old. His name means sky in Spanish, and you named him.

Looks like you but got Xavier's bright blue eyes and very relaxed personality.

As a baby, he was very quiet and sleepy, with the occasional fuss. Both you and Xavier had to constantly check on him to make sure he was breathing back then (he is don't worry).

When he's awake, he's a lively and smiley child. a little bit shy at first but he's cute

he's a little shit sometimes but that's okay his parents love him

hes a bit of an airhead sometimes

LOVES ALIENS (how do you feel about being part alien Cielo?)

He loves to read his father's comic book collection and sometimes copies the drawings

Reading his father's comic book collection had inspired him to write and draw things.

he loves his baby brother so muchhhh. he adores him since you had told him that he'll be a big brother

he read to altair (his little brother) as a baby

he's classmates with lumi, calebs middle child

he sometimes naps in class lol but is an all rounder

Is Lumi's secret-not so secret crush

Has the BIGGEST, FATTEST, CRUSH on Lumi but hes shy to tell her how he feels (maybe when theyre older)

wants to learn how to fight with a sword to protect his siblings too

meanwhile, his baby brother altair was named by xavier. He is currently 2 years old, thoughts and prayers to your both.

acts a lot like you, looks like xavier

the world's most fuzziest and crying baby

can not be left alone or he'll cry for mommy and daddy or cielo

he's very talkative and emotional

gets jealous when he sees lumi play with his big brother— always tries to sabotage it — well, as best as 2 year old can do

is the reason why you're pregnant, again. with a 3rd child. (hes jealous that his big brother is playing with lumi more than HIM). he basically demanded her into existence.

he's very cute like his brother too ! very respectful and gentle

likes being held

likes people reading to him, especially big brother Cielo

He loves animals! Really or stuffed toy otherwise

As mentioned, there is an upcoming child for Xavier, but it's still in the making.

it's a baby girl

whoops your having another baby again because your husband can't keep his hands off you, and baby altair is jealous that his big brother is playing with a girl instead him

The kids were with auntie Tara or Uncle Caleb and his kids when you got knocked up oopsies (you couldn't remember when because he fucked you STUPID and the sex was so good 10/10)

And now here we are :)

You're 5 months now Goodluck sweets

And this little miss is very active.

adores her father and brothers’ voice and touch

You have a name in mind, keeping how with the starry/constellation names

But for now? She's okay being a growing fetus.

Despite being a hunter, Xavier tries his best to come home uninjured or with injuries he can hide so that the kids won't worry too much.

On his days off, he spends most if not all of his time with the kids: playing, afternoon naps, going outside to enjoy hotpot dinners (cielo is an absolute fan of them), catching plushies, etc.

At the end of the day, he comes home from working, and sees them try their best to stay up, waiting for him. It brings a smile to his face. He puts his sword down, changes his boots into comfortable slippers, picks up Cielo and Altair in each arm and brings them to their beds for the night. After, he would enter your shared room to kiss you and the growing baby a simple goodnight before sleeping with you.

A/N: sigh. all of the introduction posts are done! everyone, please thank xia lumi for forcing me to post xavier and the kids (Shes playing with cielo now) i hope youre enjoying the au so far, feel free to request and ask more about this lovely au! i would love to yap more about the families and the little kids too! hope you like this one!

[breadbrobin]

the bet

part three

cedric diggory x reader — harry potter

[fem!best friend reader]

summary: for once, losing a bet might be a good thing.

warnings: kissing, quite a lot of swearing, betting/gambling, mentions of underage drinking, minor suggestive content, GOD they’re so in love it’s stupid, i think i’m a comedian (i’m not), switched from an x oc story so might have a few mistakes oops, mediocre writing (again i wrote this years ago and this is the worst part i think)

word count: 1.7k

(let’s not talk ab how long it took me to put this up and instead i’ll tell you about how i went away with my friends and may or may not have completely forgotten about this lil series oopssss anyways this is the last part and it’s my favourite i love it so muchhhh enjoy 😘)

part one

part two

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The Rainy Days

Neither you or Cedric had brought up what he’d said that night, but it hung in the air between you, stagnant and stiff, leaving awkwardness to rest in the growing distance.

It was odd, you realised. One moment, you were closer than ever before, hugging for a second too long, soft touches as hands brushed, then the next, you were sitting at opposite ends of a metaphorical couch, shooting furtive glances at each other when you thought the other wasn’t looking.

It was confusing, and you were conflicted.

You almost wanted to bring it up. You knew he remembered, that much was clear. It was obvious in the subtlest of looks, the gentlest of touches, the softest of smiles. But sometimes, it would leap to the forefront of his mind and, cheeks red, eyes downcast, he would retreat into himself.

And so, neither you or Cedric brought it up.

No matter how much you may have wanted to.

The days passed in almost comfortable normalcy.

There were no trips to the lake or the town, just sitting and enjoying each other’s company.

You and Cordelia taught him how to play Last Card on a thundery Tuesday, all pouting out the window at the storm.

“I hate thunder,” Cedric shuddered. “It’s the worst to play Quidditch in too.”

“I don’t think it’s safe to play in thunder,” you huffed, collecting the cards after he won again. “I mean, lightning strikes the highest object, right? And look what happened to Harry last season.”

“Yeah, that was horrible,” he cringed, taking the cards from her and shuffling them. “Although that was the Dementors too.”

You pulled a face. “Still not an excuse. It really isn’t safe.”

Cordelia looked between you in confusion. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You remember Quidditch, right?” Cedric asked. “On the broomsticks.”

She nodded slowly. “Did you know that witches riding broomsticks used to be a euphemism for riding the devil’s—”

“—Oh-kay, that’s enough cards for today!” You cut in. “Cords, why don’t you go grab a board game, yeah?”

“Okay!” she chirped, dancing off upstairs.

You breathed a sigh of relief and slumped in your chair.

Cedric shot you an amused look.

“Shut up,” you muttered.

When you saw a person running towards your house without an umbrella in the pouring rain, you assumed they were an idiot.

Then the figure got closer and you realised that it was your idiot.

“God, Cedric, you dipshit,” you whispered, dropping the knife you was using to butter your toast on the bench and running to the door, grabbing a towel from a clean pile on the way.

You opened the door just as he reached the front steps, having to grip onto the handle tight so that the wind didn’t rip it from its hinges.

“What are you doing?” you asked over the downpour, letting him inside and handing him the towel.

“I swear it didn’t start raining until I was halfway here.” His teeth were chattering. “Gotta love English weather.”

You shook your head in defeat. “Shut up and go take a hot shower. I’ll bring you something to wear.”

He didn’t even move to object, shuffling towards the bathroom instantly.

You left a bundle of warm clothes outside the door and sat on the couch with your toast to wait.

Thankfully, you weren’t alone with your thoughts for very long.

Cedric padded into the room with his hair wet and messy and in a hoodie and sweatpants that he’d left at your house a few weeks before. “Thanks,” he said quietly.

“Are you okay?” you handed him a blanket and a piece of warm toast as he sat down next to you.

He nodded. He looked significantly less cold than before. “Merlin, the last time I was this cold was when you pushed me into the Black Lake.”

“I didn’t push you, you slipped.”

“Yeah, right,” he huddled closer to you, making her tense up briefly. The last time you were this close on the couch…

“Hey, Y/N…” he said quietly after a few beats.

“Hm?”

“About that night—”

“It’s okay, we don’t have to—”

“No, I think we should—”

“Cedric,” you said firmly. “Don’t worry about it. We were drunk. It’s okay.”

He paused, studying you like he was committing all of your features to memory. You knew you were doing that for him. “Okay.”

You sat in silence, watching the rain stream down the window.

The Confession

You had a confession to make.

First, to yourself: you liked Cedric—No. You were in love with Cedric.

It was the way he said your name like it was made of porcelain, fragile, delicate. It was the way your bodies fit perfectly together when you hugged, your bodies and hands made for holding each other. It was the way he looked at you, that night and every day since; like you’d hung the moon and the stars in the sky. It was the way he made you feel safe.

Was that so difficult?

Yes, a nagging voice in the back of your mind muttered. You’re going to be twenty galleons more broke because of your stupid feelings.

Maybe, you countered it. But I don’t even care anymore.

Your next confession would be to Cedric. That was slightly more difficult.

It wasn’t like you didn’t have the opportunity; you were almost always at each other’s houses. It was more to do with the issue of you being too scared. You shied away from admitting it every time you thought you were ready, pushing your feelings down and down until they were compressed under a pile of anxiety.

So, the confession was going well. Really well.

You stole another glance at him across the room, peering over your book to find him already staring at you. You withheld a squeak and looked back down, sinking lower into your end of the couch.

“Alright, what is it?” he asked, slipping a bookmark between the pages and setting his book on the end table.

“What is what?” You didn’t take her eyes off your book, pretending to read with your eyes locked on one phrase: ‘I love you.’

Is it that easy? You asked yourself. I just say it?

Cedric leaned forward and pushed your book down. “Well, either that page is very interesting or you suddenly can’t read, because you haven’t turned the page in about twenty minutes.”

“I’m absorbing it properly,” you lifted it back up but he pushed it down again.

“Absorbing it, huh?”

“Yup.”

“Well, my other thought was that you were so distracted staring at me every five seconds that you forgot to actually read.”

You dropped your book, struggling to catch it and sending it careening onto the floor. Your eyes were wide as you stared at him. “No.”

He was smiling, that soft, almost smug smile that you’d fallen in love with. “Really?”

“Really.”

“Uh-huh, because from here, it looked like you were staring at me.”

You sat up straight. “Really? How odd.”

“Hmm…” he smiled a bit brighter. God, you wanted to kiss him. “Alright, I’ll take your word for it.”

You breathed an inaudible sigh of relief as he leaned back.

“Shame, because I was actually quite flattered.”

“Oh, I bet you were,” you scoffed.

He leaned back into the couch, opening his book agonisingly slow.

You stared at him, legs crossed and brows furrowed. Your head was swirling with thoughts, all repeating, Cedric, Cedric, Cedric. You’d never wanted to kiss someone so bad, to just hold someone. You’d never, ever in your life, wanted to lose a bet.

His grey eyes flickered up to you once, then twice, then again. “Can I help you?”

“Oh, what the fuck,” you muttered, pushing yourself forward and pressing your lips to his.

He dropped his book, the hardback thudding dully on the floor right next to yours, but neither of you cared. His hands found their place on your waist as you leaned over him, one arm supporting you on the wall behind him, the other entangled in his brown hair.

Butterflies danced in your stomach, your heart racing wildly as your lips melded together. It was like they were made to kiss each other; the way they fit so perfectly, the curve of your cheek and the straight line of his nose. All of your swirling thoughts subsided, leaving only one: Cedric.

God, you never wanted to stop kissing him. He was like sugar; tantalising, sweet, addictive.

He pulled away first, thumb digging subtly into your hip, lips parted and gasping for air. “Y/N…”

“I’m sorry,” you breathed, unable to find your voice. “But I couldn’t wait another—”

He kissed you again, more passionate; noses knocking, hearts pounding, hair standing on end. You wondered how you got so lucky. God, you were lucky.

This kiss was more intense, all those weeks of pent up emotion, released in that moment.

You never wanted it to end.

But, as your lungs gasped for air and your head began to swim, you pulled away. He chased your lips, pressing a final, sweet kiss to them, before resting his head back again.

“Never apologise for that,” he breathed. “Never.”

“Got it,” you whispered, eyes tracing a pattern in his faint freckles. “Fuck, you’re amazing.”

“Amazing at kissing?” he tilted his head.

“Just amazing in general.” You kissed him again. And if you stayed on that couch all afternoon? Well that was no one’s business but your own.

The Pay-Up

You had twenty galleons ready the second you set foot on the Hogwarts Train only a few weeks later. Cedric was holding your free hand as you wove past loitering students and nervous first years until you found Lizzie and Camila.

“Hey, Morgan, Cedric,” Lizzie raised her eyebrow at you.

Camila saw your connected hands and started prodding her arm.

“Hey, guys,” you smiled brightly. “Just paying up.”

You tossed Lizzie the bag of galleons and turned to Camila. “Sorry, I made the first move.”

“Liar,” she pointed at you. “Cedric, please tell me she’s lying.”

“Nope,” he let your hand go and wrapped it around your waist instead. “She kissed me first.”

Camila groaned, digging through her bag. “Fuck.”

As Lizzie danced in victory and Camila complained about you finding your balls, you had to admit, you had never been happier to lose a bet.

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[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

Hi hi hi !! Are you fine?? I'm sorry to bother you a bit🥹 i want to request ..

if one day y/n want to break up with bleach men , what bleach men will do? / or what react to her breakup request?

Thank you very very very muchhhh 🫶🏻

Various Bleach Men's reactions To their s/o Breaking Up with them Headcanons

Fandom: Bleach

Rated: G

Warnings: None!

Admin Wisteria: I hope you enjoy!

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Byakuya Kuchiki:

-He will be heartbroken, not going to lie. 

-He is a type of guy that loves so you passionately. 

-So when you told him how you feel all he could do is give you a sad look. 

-He won’t say anything to you for a few moments then he will give you small but sad smile. 

-”I..understand…I still love you but as long as you happy that’s all that matters…” 

-He won’t beg or plead because he knows that would be selfish thing to do. 

-Instead he will somberly but gracefully let you go. 

-It’s gentle yet sad, like letting a tiny bird or butterfly free.

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Sosuke Aizen:

-Doesn’t say anything at first. 

-Has a frown on his face but nods. 

-He won’t show how upset he is about you breaking up with him. 

-Will pretend that he doesn’t care but in actuality he secretly does care. 

-”If that’s what you want then fine….”

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Ichigo Kurosaki:

-He heart is shattered.

-Will give you a heart broken hearted frown but doesn’t want to make you feel worse so he will smile, hiding how much he feels. 

-”No, that’s okay…whatever makes you happy…” 

-You can tell just by his voice that it isn’t okay…

It’s sad but he just wants to see you happy.

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Toshiro Hitsugaya:

-He is heartbroken, but will not show it. 

-Will give you a sad smile. 

-”That’s okay….” 

-He is very quiet. 

-You can tell by the look on his face that he is upset. 

-But he just wants to see you happy.

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Kenpachi Zaraki:

-He is angry…

-Will make a face trying to hide his anger. 

-But he is failing miserbly.

-Because he feels bad for being mad at you…

-He wants you to be happy because he still loves you but can’t help but be feel at least a little bit angry, heart broken and irritated.

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Ulquiorra Cifer:

-Clearly, he isn’t happy. 

-But he also doesn’t express it. 

-”Fine, then leave.”

-There is venom in his face, He was clearly angry.

-But he isn’t going to to out right express it. 

-So being mean and dismissive is the only way for him to cope.

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Grimmjow Jaegerjaques:

-Clearly angry but is trying to control his anger. 

-He is just heart broken but doesn't know how to express in a healthy way. 

-”I don’t need you anyways! Leave and leave and never come back.”

-Fists clench, teeth gritted and everything. 

-At least he didn’t kill you.

[bloodwrittenletters]

hi lovies, long time no seeeee, anyways, I'm not sick anymore!!! and currently working on a third part of the percy x mortal!reader fic which I desperately need to find a name for and while I cook that up i thought of showing y'all my drafts and you guys can pick which one will be getting published first (between today and tomorrow deepening on how this goes) there's a couple i don't have on tumblr (they were hand written) so I'll name them and you people let me know if you want it 💕💕 im also working on a request sooooo yeah! just thought this would be good to hold you guys over as I work my mastermind privately ^.^

1. kiss me harder — as you can seeeee, some percy loving a hades girl, this is kinda "but daddy I love him!" vibes???? like a tiny bit of that and some forbidden trope sort of thing it, ALSO it's very fluffy even with the slight nsfw (the making out part basically lolsies) like it's just percy jackson being himself (a lover boy 100% NAWT fake) 😋😋

2. fall in love — michael townsend the absolute lover of lovers and my babyyyyy, if you don't know who he is he's from The Naturals series and he's basically the best ever, this fic has a lot of humor (because he's funny as frick 😋😋😋) and it's very fluffy too (ps: where the michael lovers at?????)

3. puppy eyes — i don't know if y'all know but ive been recently getting into boys of tommen and i loveeeeeee joey, and gerard (aka gibsie) and johnny obvsss, im about 8 chapters deep with binding 13 butttttttt i just needed to do this, also because like Michael there's not a lot of content of this man in tumblr so i decided i would make it myself 😽😽 it's reader being captivated by Johnny's precious eyes and him being flustered about it (he loves his girl sooooo muchhhh)

4. heaven in your lips — my OLDEST fic. literally, it has been sitting in my drafts since I started on tumblr. it has percy and fem!reader being bestie with TONS of tension, percy smokes (which idk how I feel about bc i know in my soul he wouldn't do that but it's for the fic sooo..) and he blows cherry flavored smoke in reader's mouth 😛😛😛 very wes bennett of him ifykwim and if you guys do think this would be something you wanna read i had an idea of making a part two where percy and reader confess and all, also fyi this needs A LOT of fixing, like as you can tell it doesn't have my usual format because it IS ACCIENT

5. i heard you calling, i see you walking — jason todd x fem!reader headcanons, like the most adorable childhood friends to lovers and i might make this a blurb??? dunno yet

6. i wolf you — jason grace x fem!reader au where they are married and jason goes out to get groceries and comes back to their new Rome apartment with a baby wolf, and he says "he followed me here and then he got tired so he just looked at me and I picked him up and came here... he's basically my son!!!!!!!!! can we keep him?" and.... i haven't decided if reader caves in but it's a cute blurb

7. picking daisies — wes bennet x fem!reader woooooo!!! wes takes reader to a picnic date and starts making her crown flowers and just kisses her and kisses her and kisses her and then tells her something like "i love you more than the flowers love the soil" or something like that so cutesy and poetic in a silly way

y'all let me know which one you would rather have first!!!!

[myyryasever]

I love her so muchhhh ugh anyway that's the wip

[goingsunnythousandmerry]

Hiiiii, I'm a new follow who got absolutely smitten with your work!

I saw your last post anddd I just decided to drop by this ask!

So, umm, I really crave this man named Marco I love so much like fr I'm crazy about this guy lmao 💀 anyways can I possibly get a Marco x F!reader idk just some fluff stuff with this man I really think he's super affectionate and smitten with his partner sooo can I get morning with him or something like that? Like reader waking him up for some coffee and then him taking maybe a shower and shaving while maintaining his mini beard (stache is that what its called? Idk) while reader watching him admiring him and then marco notices her and sooo you know the idea! Could be SFW or NSFW you choose the best thing you see coming up eith the plot please!

Hopefully, I didn't make this hard for you but really I love your fics so muchhhh like literally you really share the same way of thinking of the characters personalities and actions as me so I'm loveeeeee!

Anyway call me strawberry!

thank you!

Stay safe out there!

XOXO

Hey Strawberry! Here is my go at your request. Thanks for the suggestion, I had fun writing it! It kind of ties in to my Marco x Reader fluff I posted earlier today, but if you didn't like that or don't want to read that I'll give another short scenario here. It's short and sweet. I'll do a Marco NSFW hopefully in the next couple of days. Plan is to have it fit in with this fic and my earlier posted marco fluff fic. Hope you enjoy! If we want more Marco or someone else, like, comment, request below! Thanks friends!

Warnings: Suggestive, Fluff, SFW, petnames, spoilers for WANO, I do not own these characters

Scene Set up: Either follows my previous post Falling for Marco the Phoenix or You, a former member of the Whitebeard Pirates, decide to go with Marco to Sphinx Island to help protect Pop's home Island. After living on the island awhile, you and Marco confess your feelings for one another. This fic takes place the next morning as you begin to go about your routines as a couple in the same house.

A Morning with Marco

The next morning, you rolled over in bed to find Marco’s side empty. You lifted your head and looked around the room. You noticed the door to the bathroom was closed and it dawned on you that you could hear the sound of the shower running. You smiled as you realized besides the sound of the water, you could also hear Marco humming in the shower. You laughed as you heard him break out in song. You rolled on your back and listened to him for a few minutes, before finally deciding to make some coffee. You crawled out of bed and found Marco’s purple dress shirt still on the floor. You put it on and buttoned the two middle buttons, knowing full well it showed off some of your cleavage and cut open just above your mid-thigh.

You walked to the kitchen and measured out the coffee grounds and poured water into the pot, then hit the power button. You reached into the cabinet and pulled out two mugs. You noticed you heard the water stop running. You still heard the faint sound of Marco humming and singing. You still couldn’t believe yesterday had been real. Marco had feelings for you, he had kissed you, then, well you had last night with Marco… you smiled as you thought back on the details. You were hoping for a reenactment as soon as possible. You heard the bathroom door open and were immediately broken from your daydream. 

You looked at the coffee pot and noticed there was enough for two cups already brewed and quickly poured them. You returned the pot to the stream of brewing coffee and picked up your two coffee filled mugs. You walked back into the bedroom and smiled as you rounded the far side of the bed, which allowed you to see into the opened bathroom door. Marco was shaving his stubble in the mirror, wrapped only in a towel that covered his waist. His tattooed chest still glistened with water droplets as his wet hair lay messily atop his head. You walked to the bathroom doorway and leaned against it, a giant smile plastered on your face.

“I kind of liked the full stubble look.” You said.

“Oh.” Marco asked as he turned his gaze from his reflection, to over his shoulder to look at you. “Well how about half of it?” Marco asked as he set down his razor and came towards you.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and rubbed his half shaved neck against your cheek. You laughed as you held the full coffee mugs away from the two of you in one hand and grabbed his arm with your free hand.

“Marco, I’ll spill the coffee!” You gently yelled.

“Coffee? Is one for me?”

“Of course.” You said with a laugh.

You handed Marco the mug and he brought it closer to his lips, still holding onto your waist with his other hand. You moved your hand to his chest and brought your coffee mug to your face. You hoped the mug covered your blush as you admired the build of the man before you. Marco’s lips parted around the rim of the mug and he smiled at you as he took a sip. As he lowered his mug, he looked down at your body and noticed what you were wearing. 

“Well you win. That shirt looks better on you than me.”

“You think so?” You laughed as you played with the collar of the shirt that hung near your cleavage.

“Mhhmm.” Marco said as he took another sip. “Thanks for the coffee, babe. You make it way better than I do.” He added as he pulled you closer and kissed your forehead. 

You pushed against his chest as he kissed you and laughed.

“That’s because Thatch never taught you guys how to make coffee. Anyways! Finish shaving! It tickles too much!” You cried and Marco laughed in response.

Marco let go of your waist and returned to the sink. He set down his coffee mug and returned to shaving. You stayed leaning against the doorway and watched him as he finished up. Marco returned to humming as he worked. A wide smile rested upon your lips. He stopped in the middle of his razor swipe and looked over his shoulder at you once more.

“What are you smiling about? Is my performance that good?” He asked with a laugh.

“What? Oh yes, it is.”

“Hmmm… well what’s your favorite part?” He urged as his eyes narrowed studying your expression.

“Hmm…” You took another sip of coffee and studied your surroundings trying to pretend to think hard. “The outfit. The towel only. I like the look.”

“Yeah. Is that what has you smiling?” He asked with an eyebrow raise.

Marco gripped the counter tighter as you took another sip of your coffee. You looked at the ground between the two of you, then scanned up his body until your eyes met.

“No.” You said as a devious grin formed on your face. “Knowing what’s underneath has me smiling.” You added with a blush as you raised your coffee mug to cover it. 

You raised your eyebrows and backed out of the doorway.

“Is that so..?” Marco asked curiously.

Marco grinned at you then picked up his razor and finished shaving. You moved to sit on the bed to finish your cup of coffee. After a few minutes Marco exited the bathroom. As he entered the bedroom, still in his towel only, you set your coffee mug down on the table beside you. He jumped on the bed and rolled on top of you, where he slammed his soft lips against yours. Your arms wrapped around his neck as his hands began to roam your body. You stroked Marco’s bottom lip with your tongue. His lips parted allowing you to intertwine your tongue with his. Marco’s hands started undoing the buttons of your shirt as your hands rifled through his hair.

His lips separated from yours. He looked into your (E/C) eyes warmly. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. 

“You can make coffee, taste like coffee, and you’re beautiful. How’d I get so lucky?”

“I don’t know, if I had to guess, it was the singing. I hope I get a show like that every morning.” You replied with a laugh as you pressed your lips back against his.

Suddenly, there was a knock at your front door. Your lips separated and the two of you panted as you looked towards the main room where the front door was. He looked at you and sighed.

“Marco!” A voice called. 

“Coming.” He replied. 

Marco climbed off of you and the bed. He quickly grabbed some boxers and a pair of pants from his closet and tossed them on under his towel. He threw the towel back in the bathroom and headed towards the doorway of the bedroom. As he did, you started to get out of bed, but Marco stopped you.

“I’ll be quick I promise.” Marco whispered sweetly.

Marco, kissed your forehead and walked out of the room, cracking the door behind him. As he headed towards the front door, you laid back against the pillows in the bed and decided to wait for him. A smile grew upon your lips as you hoped  every morning going forward would be like this, except without a neighborly interruption. Marco opened the front door and you heard him gasp.

“Cat Viper? What are you doing here?” He asked.

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Hello, I hope you don't mind if I share a weird headcanon of mine 👉👈

I normally see people talking about Kakyoin make drawing about you but what if Jotaro does that too? The reason I have this headcanon because I remember the scene when Jotaro using Star Platinum drawing the fly he saw in the picture, and he draw it so well. It makes me think that maybe Jotaro has talent in art too. Jotaro's style will be realistic style while Kakyoin will be more like cartoon/anime style.

Imagine their sketchbook filling with so many drawing of you 💕 Jotaro will watching you from afar, sketching you with your cute smile, your beautiful eyes, he captured it all. For Kakyoin, I think he will even make up characters (oc) that look like you and him and ship them together lol (this headcanon inspried by my friend, she actually do that with her crush).

Thank you for reading my ramble, glad to talk with you :D I would love to hear your thoughts about my weird headcanon

P/s: Love you writing so muchhhh 💝

This is fun stuff, I could eat it up all day. Thanks for sending it in, so I can blabber my mouth about it

This always internally bugged me so I’m very thrilled that someone brought up how well Star Platinum drew that fly. I suppose it’s kind of easy to gloss over for a lot of people compared to Kakyoin’s scene of painting on that canvas. (Then again that fly was kind of important to identify to figure out where Dio was so then again it’s “???” for an explanation)

Anywho, I’d say signs point to Jotaro being able to draw, and I think it’s a hobby he prefers keeping to himself. Like you said of him having a sketchbook, almost no one sees what he draws in it and he doesn’t want anyone else to see it especially if it’s various sketches of you. So more than likely when he does do so, he’s somewhere where he won’t be pestered by school girls, or whatever punk tries to start a fight with him.

I’d also like to think he goes back and lingers on prior stuff, just staring at it for a little while. This applies usually when you’re out of school sick (which he’ll probably stop by later anyway with or without your knowledge). But there’s something comforting about seeing every piece of your visage in his sketchbook. Literally no one else knows about this sketchbook aside from maybe Kakyoin (Holly has her suspicions he takes a sketchbook around but she smiles not pestering her son on his hobbies as she thinks it’s adorable).

For the most part art wise I think Jotaro sticks to traditional art, maybe a dabble of charcoal but he prefers pencils. Maybe watercolor if he ever went beyond, but traditional with pencil/pen is the easiest way for him to pull something out at his leisure. Would he let you see? Maybe eventually when he gets you where he wants you, or if the cat is out of the bag early and you see it and you’re not quite with him yet. Let’s just say seeing that may speed up him taking you.

Kakyoin I could definitely see diving into the oc type of thing, he’d certainly reference an artstyle of a manga you like. (Don’t ask how he figured that out so quickly). Though he definitely loves putting some passion into his artwork and occasionally shamelessly make sultry artwork of you and himself. He loves painting the most as he spreads colors, mixing them into the wondrous hues that is your skin tone. Or splashing watercolors in a notebook, that looks something out of a fairytale. Soft and warm lighting….oops he’s getting a tad bit excited.

He definitely presents pieces that are obviously meant to be stand ins for the two of you. That no one else would ever be wiser too, yeah you might have this odd feeling something’s not quite right, but there’s nothing there you could really prove other than observe just how pretty the composition is. If you compliment it, that just fuels this man’s desire further.

Biggest takeaway here is Jotaro and Kakyoin very blatantly have their own styles whether sticking with black/white/grey, or full on color. Both would be pretty in their own right, and their style choices speak of their personalities without saying a single word.

[unrealistic-ideas-for-writers]

Beneath the Sands music rambles

I remembered while I was hunting that Valerian’s theme is “Forgive Me, Friend” by Smith & Thell and the Swedish Jam factory

So now I have to assign all the currently available OCs a Smith & Thell theme because????

Valerian

Caladin and Dahlia

Jiahui

Sobeknesef

Caladin & Dahlia

RAHHH 7th TIMES THE CHARM HERE WE GO

This songggg- it’s so good-

But really it’s the dichotomy between Caladin only knowing how to live for avenging his fallen family, to be left with people who he can call tentative friends and he grows as a person, as he slowly, hesitantly allows himself to rebuild a family and to let go so he can live on-

Versus Dahlia. Who had everything- who is falling into insanity- who is rage in a way Cal will never be. It’s how she’s frantically clinging to the past of what will never be again-

How she’s angry and desperately trying to claw herself from the jaws of death just to destroy herself on the process

Healing versus Destruction

I love themmmmmm

“I rent the earth where I stand, and the air I breathe.”

“Did you forget that deal you made with God?”

“Never once has it crossed your mind that lifes’ too short.”

Dahlia learning painfully that life is short and fighting it ⬆️ versus Caladin always knowing and accepting it ⬇️

“Life is a blink of an eye til we are no more.”

But is it really?

Again. Healing and moving on versus Destruction and tearing yourself and all you love apart

“The body you borrowed is starting to look kind of worn-“ Dahlia 👀

Anyways. I just love them.

“We’re just grains in the universe, I let that comfort me when I’m anxious.”

“This life, is beautifully ugly at times.”

Jiahui

Okay, so this might be a stretchhhhh

But this song mainly reminds me of little Jiahui? Specifically thinking about the blurb for her scarf cherished item

She’s such a gremlin honestly

But also it always feels like she has something to prove, even if it’s just to herself?

I’m not even sure what it is, but that’s the vibe I get everytime I read about her.

“Here’s a story about the ears that never listened- here’s the riddle of a fire in a heart-“

“Here’s a song about the hands that took Goliath for a dance, about being brave enough to stand up to the man.”

“But they’re shouting to the monsters in the dark-“

“About a girl with little braids who turned the world to a parade.”

“Though I tremble in the cold blue night, knowing I’m alone this time-“

“And then I looked up, into the giant’s eyes and I found my strength inside-“

“Now I’m Goliath.”

“And I won’t be silent, until you hear me.”

I’m not sure if she’s found what she’s looking for, in herself or otherwise. But I think she’ll get there. She feels very vibrant to me in ways I can’t really explain, but this song seems to get it?

Sobeknesef

AHHH THIS SONG MAKES ME SO SAD

Need I even explain?

It suits his back story so well and there’s a few lines that make me choke up when thinking about him :’)

“You said, No don’t you stand by my grave, no don’t you stand there and cry.”

“Cause I’m not dead, I did not die- No I’m not dead, I did not die.”

The repetitionnnn^^^

Reminds me of a mantra, perhaps to calm himself from nightmares???

“This year, we lost more than we can count. The ashes we laid in the ground. Oh this was the year of the young.”

“This year, we looked up towards the sun. And wonder where everyone’s gone. Oh this was the year of the young.”

I love them all so muchhhh

Anyways, I’m sure this makes *no* sense. My thoughts are very incoherent and I’ve tried to get it down 5 times since 5am this morning when I thought it up in the deer blind-

Feel free to share your thoughts! This is just my general interpretation of everyone’s OCS for now, and I plan to interact more now that I’m heading home.

Taglist:

@uncreative-cryptid

@hobbysognodilibri

@crypticrainbowmoss

@captainsounddisaster

@yupuffin

If anyone else wants to join the Taglist, or the project with an OC, interact with the original Taglist post and I’ll start reading up on your OC so we can interact more, create Voicelines, etc.