#but I did it! and tommorrow I will finish what I had initially planned. I will be done with this by the end of their birthday week i swear

[paintedcrows]

Mason jar bringing up some valid points here

They do this every year...

Happy 25th to Dipdop and Lebam!! and Happy 17th to Hatsune Miku!! 🎉🎉

[sweetheartyuta]

Shy S/O confessing to Mark

I’m combining two requests because they were along the same lines and it means I get to post it quicker, hope you don’t mind!

Mark X gender neutral reader.

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Request:  “If it isn't too much trouble, could you make a fluff scenario with Mark? In which his s/o is originally really timid and thoughtful, but she can be really unpredictable when being around him, resulting in Mark getting really embarrassed when she expresses her feelings towards him so openly, but only falling harder for her and trying to become more open about his feelings just like she does.♡

“ Could you make a reaction of Mark being shyly confessed to by his s/o out of nowhere at an unexpected time? 💫 “

Definitely wouldn’t have seen it coming

most of the time he was even the one to initiate conversation with you.

you would have been crushing on him for a long time before you built up the confidence to confess 

Your confession definitely didn’t work out as you had planned because you were a bundle of nerves 

and it just kinda happened. 

he had a day off from practising and because of how rare those days were he wanted to make the most of it.

You two had met through school and though you first came off cold due to your shyness he realised that wasn’t the case,and as he slowly started to break down your walls, you two became inseparable

 so he phoned you while you were half asleep asking if you wanted to spend the day with him to which you agreed and said you’d meet him outside your house in half an hour.

after you’d finished the call, it was only then that it registered in your brain that you had been talking to mark and you literally screamed, sending your parents straight into your room like “woAH WHAT’S WRONG” 

and you’d wave it off saying it was a spider while slowly dying inside of embarrassment. 

so you quickly got ready and waited outside the house, while coming up with topic conversations and trying not to stutter , when mark finally arrived you were standing talking to yourself. 

“uhhhhh...... y/n?”

“yes! hi, hey, hello I was just saying bye to my mom, bye mOM I’M GOING NOW LOVE YOU” 

so you’d walk together to the market place where the street food was, making small talk along the way.

you guys would literally eat something from every food stall, mark refusing to let you buy any of it. 

it was really busy when you guys went so he was kind of holding onto your arm and you’re like woah?????

what is this?????? 

but to be honest at this point you were glad he was holding onto you because your knees felt like jeLLY 

He turned to smile at you, “ are you okay? I know you’re not a fan of big crowds but I’ll get you out of here don’t worry” 

my heart just melted 

I love mark lee

aNYWAYS

he’d move his hand from your arms to your hand and laced it together with yours 

UH..SO YOU DON’T GET LOST Y’KNOW I’M JUST BEING C-CAREFUL

and he’d walk with you to the nearest park where you’d sit together on the swings, talking about anything and everything as the afternoon sun began to slowly fade. 

and out of the corner of your eye you noticed a little kid trip up and fall to the ground and before you could even comprehend what had happened mark was already over there making sure he was okay 

and if your feelings for him could have gotten any stronger they jUST DID

 he’d walk back over to the swings, patting his trousers and sat next to you, who was smiling like a Cheshire cat 

he smiled back slightly confused “what?”

“you’re just so cute” 

DHIT SHIT HSIT SHIT 

mark was taken aback by your sudden burst of confidence, but the rosy glow on your cheeks only made it even more adorable

“ oh my god I’m so sorry it ju-”

“I think you’re pretty cute too” 

EXCUSE ME, REPEAT PLEASE 

“w-what?”

“I said I think you’re pretty cute too” 

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

“do you wanna, um go out tommorrow after school, as in like........ a date?”

“YES! Oh um yeah sure sounds good, I’d like that” plAY IT COOL

it would be so awkward on the way home because your friendship is kind of going up a level and you’re both kind of flabbergasted because you didn’t know the other person felt the same way.

but when you arrived at your doorstep he’d give you a quick hug and step back with the cutest smile, scratching the back of him neck

“ I guess I’ll see you tomorrow?” 

“definitely”  

[asexual-trashbag]

Incarnate (chapter 3)

So here’s the deal on how uploading these chapters will work. I have chapters 1-4 prewritten, so those will come out every day at 12:30-1:00 pm Eastern Standard Time. So expect chapter 4 up tommorrow around then! After that, I plan to upload chapters as I complete them. My goal is at least a bi-weekly update schedule. But no matter what day I post them, they will always be coming out between 12:30 and 1:00 pm Eastern Standard Time. Anyway, this one is from Estos’s perspective and takes place during the meeting with Irayu and Carmella.

“My guardian, is it not a possibility that you are overreacting?”

“Overreacting? How could you say that, Tilo? You saw it, did you not?” I asked my seer. 

Tilo nodded quickly. “Yes, I did, my guardian. But visions are never the complete picture. They are just puzzle pieces.”

I groaned. “I am not overreacting. Irayu is the only one of us that is overreacting! He dares to keep secrets from us! And Askele refuses to punish him! Instead he demands I start supplying food the Ikladore again!”

“Perhaps that is because Askele knows how to keep his temper and do what needs to be done.” Tilo said. “We cannot assume these sort of things, my guardian. We have to know them.”

“I still think Irayu is being entirely unreasonable.” I said. Speaking of Irayu, as soon as I had finished my sentence, there was a knock at the door. And I was certain I knew who it was.

Tilo rushed to answer the door, and I followed. He pulled the door open, and sure enough, Irayu was standing there, along with a young woman whom I recognized as his seer, Carmella. What could they be doing here, especially so early in the morning? I cleared my throat, looking to Irayu.

“Irayu,” I greeted, “I would say it is good to see you, but that would be a lie.”

“The same to you, Estos. But I am afraid the situation is urgent.” He replied.

Carmella nodded in agreement. “We came to speak to you about a vision your seer may have had recently.”

“My vision?” Tilo asked, glancing upwards, “What is so important about it?”

“I have had the same one. We believe that explaining this may clear up the…disagreement Estos had with Irayu yesterday.”

I grunted, but stepped away from the door to let them through. “Very well. We shall discuss this in the dining hall. But for both your sakes, I do hope the girl makes it quick.”

I led them into the Hagia. Carmella, having never been in any Hagia other than the one in Ikladore, stared in wonder. Eabrathae being the farming realm, my Hagia had been built around the largest tree in the entire realm. Its trunk ran through the center of the common room, and the leaves that had not been cut off sprouted through a hole in the ceiling. The trunk itself was hollowed out, and used as extra storage. I was quite proud of the building. It seemed Irayu’s seer was impressed as well.

Of course, I knew Irayu’s opinions of the Hagia. He had always made his distaste for using wildlife in building plans quite clear. However, I would take any Hagia over his. The Hagia of Ikladore was solid metal, clean and shiny. Its walls were lined with weaponry and battle armor. It was clean and plain. At least my home had flair to it.

We finally reached the dining hall. The long table was wooden as well, made of several branches woven together.  The only non-wooden aspect of the table was the glass tabletop, which was a translucent earth green.

“Do you not know wood rots, Estos?” Irayu asked, sitting down. Carmella sat next to him, smoothing out her dress as she did so.

I took my seat across from Irayu, staring at him. “I was under the impression you were here to get on my good side,”

“My guardian, perhaps it is best to not snap at them before they have made their case?” Tilo said, sitting to my left.

I cleared my throat, looking to Carmella. “You may speak.”

“New weapons are being developed in Ikladore, sir. You are correct about that. Long tubes that can spit out balls of metal which fly faster than even our fastest horses can run. However, these weapons are being developed in secret, without Irayu’s permission. In fact, my guardian was not even aware of it until I called him in to tell him the same vision I relay to you now.”

“And who were the ones developing these weapons?” I asked.

“Kadir and Florian,” she answered, “the best weaponsmiths in Ikladore, sir.”

I turned my attention to Irayu. “You trust these two men?”

“Aye, I did. Until I learned they were traitors.” He answered, staring at me with those cold, calculating eyes of his.

“And what are you to do with them? If you are, in fact, against what they are doing.” I asked.

“If they do not halt their progress, they are to both be publicly executed.” He said, “does that satisfy you?”

“I suppose it will suffice. But how do I know your seer is not lying?” I questioned.

“Because I did have the same vision as her, my guardian,” Tilo spoke, “It was the exact same. And seeing as Carmella was not aware of my vision, she could not have fabricated one that was exactly the same as mine.”

“I would listen to your Seer, Estos.” Irayu said.

I huffed, a hot breath running through my nose. “I expect Kadir and Florian to be executed within the next month.”

“If that is your wish, I expect food to be delivered to Ikladore within the week,” he said.

I nodded, “Askele has already ordered me to begin delivering food immediately.”

“Good.” He said, folding his hands together, “What did I miss after I walked out of the meeting room?”

“Gaewelon wants to initiate trade with the four realms,” I said.

“Gaewelon? The nomadic pot makers? The ones who passed through here around ten years ago while on their way to a new settlement?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Aye. It seems they saw a few products that…interested them. I told Askele that I would not be trading with them. It would be too detrimental to Eabrathae if I did. However, they have made it quite apparent that they either trade with all four realms, or none .” I said.

“I believe it is a matter of which would hurt us more,” Irayu tapped his chin, thinking.

I nodded. “I am afraid that if I do agree to this trade, the import of food into the other realms will need to be cut in half.”

“In half? That is quite a cut to make.” He said, his eyes widening.

“Yes. Do you understand my apprehension now?” I asked, leaning over the dining table.

“My guardian, that would be a huge problem for the realms,” Carmella addressed to Irayu, “Gaewelon cannot trade with Eabrathae.”

“Your seer is quite wise, Irayu,” I complimented, looking over to the girl.

At this, I saw Tilo take in a breath of disagreement. He was staring curiously at Irayu’s seer, studying her. I could not grant him any blame for that. A seer spent most of their time at the Hagia of their respective guardians, waiting for a vision. When they did get to interreact with the seer of another realm, it usually didn’t go to well. In fact, I was shocked that this meeting had gone as smoothly as it had. Carmella, as I knew, was very soft spoken and timid. Tilo, on the other hand, was quite boastful and would never hesitate to offer his input. The two seers should have clashed more than they did.

“At least it is the people of Gaewelon, and not the shadow wraiths attempting to initiate trade,” Irayu said.

I nodded. The shadow wraiths resided east of Akitora, the kingdom in which the four realms were located. The wraiths themselves were said to be descended from demons, and were just as evil. They were pitch black, with yellow eyes sunken in the backs of their skulls and thick wisps of gray smoke billowing from their bodies. They were cunning tricksters, looting traders at night. Often times groups of them would initiate trade with a neighboring kingdom, only to take valuables without offering anything in return. So, it was indeed a good thing that the shadow wraiths had not set their eyes on Akitora.

Tilo cleared his throat, demanding the attention of the rest of us. “I believe that we could possibly trade with Gaewelon and suffer little ill effects. Even if we do have to halve food supplies, as my guardian is saying, we would be able to begin supplying regular amounts of food again within a few months.”

“And how do you know this?” Carmella asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Because unlike you, I received some education before I took on job as seer,” he jolted back.

The female seer visibly scoffed. “I am educated just fine. Just because I didn’t know that one small thing doesn’t mean I’m not.”

Tilo rolled his eyes at this. “As I was saying, it may not matter if we trade with Gaewelon or not. If we do not, then nothing happens. If we do, it will hurt us for a short while, but we will quickly bounce back.”  

“Perhaps.” I said, tapping my chin. “But I have made myself clear to Askele. I will not be trading with them.”

“That is your issue to sort out, Estos.” Irayu said, “I have no say in who Eabrathae does and does not trade with,” he stood from the table. “Now, I do believe I must be going.”

“Very well. But one more word before you do.” I said, glancing up at him.

He turned to face me, “Yes?” he inquired.

“If I find out you were lying about your seer’s vision, it will be the end of you.” I said coldly. I wanted him to know that I meant what I said.

However, he did not seem to be bothered by this. Instead of a returned threat, he simply uttered, “By heavens, Estos, I thought you knew how to count. That was much more than one word,” and slipped out the door, Carmella following behind him.

“Your opinion on this, my guardian?” Tilo questioned, looking to me.

I stood, pushing in my chair. “His story is believable, but the most believable stories are often the most untrue. I have to remain skeptical until those two weaponsmiths are executed.”

Tilo stood as well, nodding. “A fair enough point. But what if it turns out that the other seers had the same vision?”

“Then my suspicions shall be lessened. But until then…”

“I understand.” Tilo said.

“I expect so,” I replied, “Well, Tilo, I should go attend to my other duties.”

He nodded, “Of course, my guardian. I wouldn’t want to keep you.”

I smiled at him, and silently walked out of the dining hall without another word.

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