#but i realllllly can’t wait!!

[the-travelling-witch]

Hello! I was wondering if I can be added to the twisted wonderland pokemon AU tag list

sure thing!! given my current irl situation and a few other factors, i’m not quite sure yet when i’ll finally get to work on it, but i’m so looking forward to sharing my ideas for this au!! i just need to make some executive decisions on a few details ^^;

but that’s what the tag list is for i guess, so don’t worry, i’ll definitely tag you once it’s time!! i’m happy the au already caught your eye though <3

a twisted pokémon au masterlist

[frvnkcastles]

WATCH THE DAYS PASS ➵ F. CASTLE

Summary: Stuck in a depressive episode, you can’t get out of bed and Frank is right there to cuddle you through it.

Warnings: Depression, brief mention of suicide ideation, hurt/comfort, cuddles <3

Word count: 849

Author’s note: I’m back! I’ve been feeling really guilty for not posting for a few weeks and the reason why I haven’t is exactly what I wrote about here,, I’m just depressed and trying my best to stay alive instead of throwing in the towel. Could realllllly use some Frank cuddles rn. I promise to try and get to your requests soon! <3

A sigh escaped your mouth as you rolled onto your right side and felt the mattress flex under your movements. Through the crack in the curtains you had kept closed all day, you could see the sun was beginning to descend and welcome night into the city, and an ember of guilt for having spent the whole day in bed burned in the pit of your stomach.

You held yourself to the highest standard when it came to being a functioning part of society. It was even easier to be hard on yourself when you shared a life with the Punisher — while your boyfriend was out getting justice for innocent people, cleaning up the streets of the worst scum imaginable, you were doing what exactly? Laying in bed, neglecting the work that had been piling up on you all week, not to even mention seeing friends, taking a shower or eating. You couldn’t even bring yourself to do that.

In fact, you couldn’t even cry about it. The urge made you choke, but the tears wouldn’t come. You were both overwhelmed and numb all at once and it was a terrible, rotten feeling that you wished would leave you alone with all the little might you had left in you.

”Hey”, Frank’s gruff voice emerged from the doorway, and lifting your disheveled head from the pillows, you looked over to where your beloved was standing and tried to give him a smile. It was far from convincing, but he still mirrored the expression and stepped closer to the bed. ”Okay if I lay down with you, sweetheart?”

As soon as you had nodded, Frank was moving over to his side of the bed, with the mattress taking a dip as he gently laid down next to you. He opened his arms wide for you and you didn’t hesitate to crawl up against him, your head on his chest as he wrapped you in a warm embrace and left a kiss on the top of your head.

You were both silent for a while, but eventually, you spoke up in a meek tone. ”Thank you”, you squeaked, and with a quiet tut, Frank disagreed with your words.

”Don’t gotta thank me, sweet girl. ’M just here to do what I can”, he spoke with a gravelly promise, and squeezing him tighter, you nodded. ”You’ll lemme know if there’s anythin’ you need, yeah?” Frank added, and repeating your nod, you tilted your head so you could kiss his jawline.

”Just cuddles for now, please”, you whispered, and with a low chuckle, Frank ran his hand up and down your arm.

”Think I can do that.”

Peace and quiet ensued again, and you nearly dozed off in Frank’s arms while he drew gentle patterns on your skin, his calloused fingertips feeling like home. For a brief, fleeting moment, you didn’t want to die, you didn’t feel like you were being consumed by the darkness. He, as ironic as it was, was your guiding light and something to hold onto on your toughest days.

”You told me once… yeah, you, uh… you told me you feel guilty when you have a rough day”, Frank piped up eventually, and swallowing at the accurate statement, you waited for him to continue. ”I need ya to know that it’s bullshit. Not that you feel that way, it’s… it’s real, I know. But the part where you think you’re doin’ somethin’ wrong. You hear me? You’re doin’ what you can and there ain’t a single thing wrong with that”, he explained, his usual stern tone mixed with genuine affection and care for you. He may have sounded almost angry, but you knew he wasn’t. He was just… passionate. Yes, about you.

”A part of me knows that. And another, bigger part thinks I’m the worst person in the world for—for not showering, for not cooking, for not doing more”, you sighed. You knew that if there was anyone you could talk to about how you really felt, it was Frank. He never judged, but always made you feel safe and understood.

”Hey, listen to me. You’re survivin’. That’s what matters. Whatever it takes to make it through the day, that’s the most important thing you could be doin'”, he reminded, his voice gruff and low in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. ”Sometimes you gotta take it day by day. Sometimes minute by minute. Whatever it takes, got that? You’re fuckin’ brave. And strong. I adore the hell out of you”, Frank went on, and you tried so damn hard not to cry. He may not have been a big talker most of the time, but when he was, he knew exactly what to say.

���I adore you”, you murmured in return, and chuckling, Frank left a kiss on your temple.

”And ’m one lucky asshole for that”, he rumbled. ”Maybe tomorrow will be better, yeah? For now… just be with me, huh?”

You nodded and lifted his hand up to your mouth so you could kiss his knuckles. ”I would love nothing more.”

[luxury-nightmare]

So thirty two people decided they wanna hear about my character so here we go

Her name is Ivory Finch, and she was a human, but got converted (this takes place in the sitcom Au)

Ivory is roughly 17, and she lives with her younger sister Harper and her mom Aspen. Their dad is out of the picture, he divorced their mom and didn’t try to fight for custody. Aspen prefers Harper over Ivory for reasons she hasn’t told her. Ivory was actually an illegitimate daughter of Aspen and some random guy she hooked up with, so when their dad found out he divorced her. Aspen blames Ivory for it and that resentment is VERY clear. Harper and Ivory are relatively close, but Ivory is still jealous of her for being their mom’s favorite. Ivory wants her moms love. Badly. Realllllly badly. She throws herself into every study she has and thus, she doesn’t have a lot of friends. She’s a pianist and is very talented (yes her name is Ivory and She’s a Pianist. Just roll with it.)

One night, Ivory was working on her studies when all of a sudden, everything felt…..off. Every color was to bright, her clothes rubbed against her skin uncomfortably, and she suddenly felt like she was being watched. She turned around, only to be met with crooked eyes and a monstrous grin.

Do not trust anyone wearing this costume

She ran up the stairs and locked her bedroom door. She was terrified that she was going to die, and was praying to god that Harper and her mom got out safe. She sat next to the door, waiting for something to happen.

But nothing did.

She knew it was still out there, she looked under the door multiple times and was met with orange stripes every time, but it wasn’t trying to get in the room. She was pretty sure it was trying to waiting her out.

So they waited

They waited for six weeks

Ivory had been living off a bag of chips she had brought with her and sink water. Something was beginning to change with her. The lights hurt her eyes, she had aches in her forehead and her teeth felt too sharp. She had no one to ask about it but the demon at her doorstep, so she made a stupid decision.

She knew not to speak to the demon, it would just steal her voice, so she scribbled down a question on a piece of paper and slid it under the door.

what’s happening to me?

“What are you talking about?”

it spoke in her moms voice. It had gotten her.

something’s wrong

“Why are you talking to me” it spat.

She didn’t try to reply

the song and dance continued for another six weeks. Ivory had honestly felt closer to the smiling snatcher than she had to most people. But whatever was plaguing her had gotten worse. She knew that physical contact with the demon would cause all kind of horrible symptoms, but she hadn’t had any kind of contact with it.

The illness only got worse. There were times she couldn’t move because the pain was so bad. She could barely open her eyes, and she had been coughing up blood for weeks on end.

She broke

“I can’t do this anymore”

the demon had won

she opened the door

It turned to her in hunger, but paused, a look of concern confusion appearing on its face

“What” she would’ve spat if her voice wasn’t so horse

Suddenly, the flashing of red and blue caught their attention, the screech of police sirens cutting through the air. The demon snarled before scampering off, clearly resentful that it wasted the better part of three months. Ivory nearly collapsed as the officers approached her door.

“Ma’am we got a call about two girls being held hostage by the smiling snatch- what happened to you”

Ivory didn’t have time to think about his words before she had fainted.

She woke up in a padded room

———————————

So yeah! That’s not the end of Ivory’s story, in fact, that’s not even the truth. Y’all told me to dump EVERYTHING so I will do that

Ivory continues her streak of talking to random people through the walls, this time Patient 66. The two become pretty close, with Ivory clearly needing to work through her mommy issues and Patient 66 needing someone to talk to to keep her from going insane. But she also starts speaking with Winfrey in an, unconventional way.

Winfrey had started to notice their were different auditory hallucinations in the asylum, this time of a piano (I like to imagine Winfrey’s hallucinations are of violins and other string instruments) and they start to talk through the music. Ivory doesn’t know they’re a veldigun.

She doesn’t even know she’s a veldigun.

She hadn’t fully completed her transformation in the three months she was trapped with Clyde, but she got pretty damn close. She took mostly Winfrey’s traits in her full form (and Lankmann’s but we won’t talk about that (Lankmann’s Veldigun form if he wasn’t beaten to death with a crowbar before he was fully transformed)) not for any real reason, mostly because her lore got revamped and I didn’t want to change her design.

Eventually everyone gets broken out and Ivory figures out that Winfrey’s a velidgun, she’s a velidgun, and a lot of other things she repressed. She’s still actively making herself look human at this point so she doesn’t take the news well. She had always assumed that Harper had made it out, but she hadn’t.

In fact, Harper was locked in that room with her. They had both started to convert, but Ivory’s transformation was going faster due to her little conversations with Clyde. She had gotten to the point of needing to absorb someone to stabilize, and Harper was the only person in the room with her. She was so ashamed after though, that she had completely blocked it from her memory and convinced herself she was still human.

She’s currently just sort of staying with Clyde, Winfey, and Alex now as she doesn’t have anywhere else to go and is trying to process what happened and what she is now. Alex is trying to talk with her about it since they went through similar experiences. She’s not doing great.

Human and Velidgun form

@blazefirefox relationship chart

Just some facts

She cannot look at any reflective surface, because she cannot look at her veldigun form without freaking out. Her lose though because I’m thinking about maybe giving her the ability to travel through mirrors and other reflective surfaces like that one scene from multiverse of madness. Overcoming trauma and getting cool superpowers out of it and all the jazz

Harper was obsessed with the veldigun. She looked up to the Lankmann foundation and wanted to work there one day (that changed very much when she was absorbed and saw everything they did to Ivory). She had actually gotten pretty close to learning of Winfrey’s existence so Clyde saw her as a threat.

Ivory and Patient 66 have a mother daughter relationship and Ivory and Winfrey have a father-daughter relationship. I have unintentionally created a custody battle between 66 and Winfrey but honestly I’m not complaining.

Her wings were clipped by the asylum before they finished forming so she can fly, but it takes a lot of balance and effort (I’m honestly imagining a scene where Alex teaches her how to fly and it’s just pure fluff)

She has a……complicated relationship with Clyde. She resents it for absorbing her mother and transforming her into a velidgun, but she also is grateful for it helping to break her out and being the closest thing to a friend she has really every had.

She still plays the Piano. Winfrey would play with her but their hands are to big :(

so yeah that’s everything. I will write fics for her if you’re interested. All of this is subject to change at some point if someone says anything I want to work in or if I think of something cool. Thanks for listening to me ramble.

[sunnyrosewritesstuff]

If you haven't gotten a request for Boromir yet, I'd love a treat for him! (he could use it let's be honest lol)

Happy halloween!!

HAPPY NEW YEARS...and 22 days. 😅 Okay, I'm realllllly sorry this took me so long, but I don't normally write Boromir and I wanted to get it right. I'm still not 100% I nailed it, but here's a little sweet treat from life on the road for the Fellowship.

Boromir blinked down at the smaller beings before him. He knew he shouldn’t treat them like children. Had been told multiple times that they were in fact adults in their own race, but applying the concept to the curly-headed big-eyed halfling pleading quite effectively was difficult.

“You want me to what?” He finally answered, making sure he heard them correctly.

“Teach us to fight!” Merry sighed with impatience.

“After all, it only makes sense, this being a dangerous quest and all.” Pippin chirped. “We need some skills to bring to the table.”

“You have plenty of skills, Little Ones.” Boromir laughed them off, starting to walk.

“Wait!” Merry and Pippin declared, quickly maneuvering themselves back in front of the man.

Boromir stopped in his tracks watching as they seemed to exchange a glance that looked almost vulnerable. It reminded him far too much of Faramir as his heart unexpectedly seized.

“Try to understand.” Merry implored. “Everyone here has a skill to contribute to the quest.”

“Gandalf is the wizard, Aragorn is a ranger, Frodo is the ringbearer…” Pippin listed off.

Merry nodded enthusiastically. “And Legolas is good with a bow and Gimli his axe and you with your sword. Even Sam has made himself useful as the group’s cook. We just…don’t want to be a burden. Can’t you help us? We promise we’ll listen and take it seriously.”

Boromir hesitated. However, it was no use. They got him, and he knew they had. They probably knew they had. He heaved a put-out sigh trying to at least feign it was a difficult decision for him. He could tell from their grins that he wasn’t successful. 

“Alright, fine. But it won’t be easy. Grab your swords and meet me over at that outcropping.” He stated pointing to the group of rocks behind them.

He was met with two enthusiastic nods before they were gone, excited chattering left in their wake. Boromir laughed heartily as he shook his head. He turned to grab his own blade only to see the rest of their companions in various degrees of amused and disbelieving.

“Pay up!” Gimli demanded. “I told you they would wear him down.”

“What?” Boromir grumbled.

Aragorn chuckled around the stem of his pipe. “They’ve been begging at least one of us for days. We were all wondering when they would finally come to you.”

Boromir was a little affronted that he was not their first choice and that the rest thought him soft for agreeing.

“I didn’t see any harm in it. They should learn.”

“Are you kidding? Half the Shire could give you a lecture on why you shouldn’t arm a Brandybuck and a Took. And the only reason why the other half wouldn’t tell you the same is because they are Brandybucks and Tooks.” Sam scoffed.

Gandalf and Frodo seemed to be the only ones who knew the joke there as they broke out in laughter at his words. Boromir didn’t wait around to be mocked anymore. Grabbing his sword, he quickly retreated to where he sent Merry and Pippin. A large frown forming on his face. Maybe he had made a mistake. Perhaps he should tell them he changed his mind. There were other skills he was certain they could find themselves of use.

However, as soon as he stepped out onto the flat surface, the hobbits stopped their pretend swordplay and looked up at him with beaming smiles and hopeful eyes.

“What do you want us to do first?” Merry asked eagerly.

Boromir stilled. It couldn’t be that bad, could it? 

“Let’s start with your form.” He declared, demonstrating the proper stance and correcting them when they went astray.

It certainly wasn’t easy, considering the unruly nature of the duo. Plenty of times, he could feel himself getting frustrated. Yet, for all that their energy was unbounded, their hearts were in it. And it was enough to keep Boromir coming out morning after morning to teach them new drills or maneuvers that could very well save their lives. Pretty soon, the teasing from the rest fell by the wayside, and a friendship formed between the three that he knew he would treasure for the remainder of his days.

[clauger09]

(Somewhere in the Black, there’s a piece of notebook paper. There’s a list written on it in watery black ink. You can barely make out what it says...)

List of what I remember:

My name

Team number

My best friend Jace, we met when it was back in when did we meet

I was on the football team and the swim team and a lot more I think as many as I could get in my schedule but those were the only two I actually liked

Mom and Dad were are both realllllly invested in sports

Dad lost his job when the plant closed

My brother Tyler who’s 9 10?? a lot younger than me. He likes dinosaurs and pokemon and he could not care less about sports

He’s on the wheelchair basketball team and he hates it. Wait maybe it was wheelchair soccer. Why don’t I remember he told me about it all the time I know it was only one sport though

My friend Mal I have no idea how I know them though

My friend Rubber, he wears a rabbit mask and lives in the woods, I kept trying to help them make more friends. I hope it did. I can’t help him anymore.

B̶r̸e̵n̴d̷a̵?̸?̷

I was a really really bad person and I bullied people even though I hated it because I was scared of something a̴n̷d̶ ̷I̶ ̸d̵o̸n̷’̵t̸ ̸k̴n̵o̴w̶ ̴w̴h̵a̷t̴ ̴i̶t̸ ̶w̸a̴s̵

Factory

The axe and the book and the chanting and the claws and eyes and teeth and teeth and

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[jacepens]

Two of Us

A brief intro: this was what I sort of consider my first washette writing expect it's just detailed notes about how I wanted each chapter to go

Fandom/Tags: Hamilton, George Washington/Lafayette, draft, historically accurate

Chapter one- the dinner party! Laf is a brand new (honorary) major general and meets George! Later that night, George invites him to live with him and become a part of his military family

Chapter two- Lafayette gets very excited and is dressed and packed to the nines. Then he shows up and everything’s a shit show but Laf is like, it’s cool. I came here to learn not to teach.  And George is like ❤️.

Chapter three- Army meeting thing next day. Looks like Howe is just going to attack Charleston- not Philadelphia. Next day- oh shit. He’s headed this way! Prepare for battle!!

Chapter four- Brandywine. Here we go. George, please let me fight. George (not thinking or in the mood to argue) yeah ok sure, wait. Too late. Lafayette goes in and is pretty awesome. Meets up with George and he’s like, your leg! Laf like, pffffh. I’m fine. Shit. And George is like: we’re getting that dressed immediately! A few days later he’s transported upriver but before that, he and George have a nice chat. Right before George shows up, he’s writing to Adrienne. Then after talk George writes report to Hancock

Chapter five- Laf has been moved to Bethlehem. Germantown happens and it’s bad. He wants to go and fight but George sends a letter urging him to wait. Laf writes a bunch of letters to France like, support America!!! Yay Saratoga! Laf gets very excited and writes to George like: for the love of God let me fight. Then when he doesn’t hear anything, he gets up and goes even though he can’t wear a boot to Whitemarsh where he is. Friends with Greene. 

Chapter six- Valley Forge. Also dead Henrietta. He has a gut(cot??) to himself. People want George gone cause valley forge sucks. Established board of war. Good gay sweet flirts. Comfort.

Chapter seven- the gang is pissed at congress. (Oh my god, Alex. They would be so GOOD for each other. Greene’s over here like: that’s what I said!) they have long talk everyday! Still trying to hurt Washington, they appoint Laf for an expedition they know will fail and will give him the same rank as George. Gil is pissed and like, George! Look at this shit!! Anyway, he arranges some stuff, heads up to Canada and there’s literally nothing! He is super pissed and writes to Henry Laurens and then to George. George writes back a message of consolation. Laf just wants to be with him and vice versa and valley forge has realllllly gone to shit now.

Chapter eight- it’s from George perspective at valley forge!! Half the men are dead. He’s worried about Gil and just needs him in general. Need more details for George chapter but will end with letter from Gil saying he’s coming back and all is well again! Yay!

Chapter nine- Greene and Steubem have saved the day! Gil gets to meet Martha! Stuff is more organized and George has appointed Laf head of foreign affairs, which he does very well with. He’s helping George with a lot of training and clothing his own calvary. Also he’s being a sweetheart. May 1st, George gets a letter that he reads out loud to Gil. The treaty of France has been signed! Gil gets so excited that he kisses George and he’s crying! But he kinda brushes it off. Everyone is celebrating and super excited at valley forge. THEN Gil finds out Henrietta is dead. And he has to go out and pretend he’s happy but that night he talks to George and he comforts him and they cuddle.

Chapter ten- woes vs woahs

So, war is over and yay and stuff! But for some reason Laf is sad and upset and emotional

And he’s confused cause he should be happy

He also doesn’t realize that George has been spending more time with him than usual and that all the extra time with George has been breaking his heart even more (and George is feeling the same but instead he wishes to spend all his time with Gil)

Then there’s a nice party with an orchestra you know

And Laf just wants to leave because he’s had enough of this talk

And the whole night George has wanted to be with him but so many people have been bombarding him with questions and comments, and he can’t be rude, but he can’t hardly take two steps without having to talk to someone but he just wants to get to Gil because he sees how upset he is from across the room!

Then George eventually makes it over and is like, “I can tell something’s wrong, what happened?”

And Gil’s like, “Is it that obvious?”

And George kinda half-heartedly jokes (aw. Look at him trying to joke for Gil’s sake) like, “I don’t think so, I think I just know you pretty well.”

And Gil’s just kinda looking at him, smiling, and wishing that he could be alone with him for hours and just lay in bed next to him talking until the sun rose but instead what he says is something like:

“Oh please, don’t worry for my sake. It’s nothing. You need to enjoy this wonderful occasion and forget all about silly old me.” because HE’S CONFUSED (And doesn’t think he can handle George being so kind and sweet to him at this moment as it is making his heart ache more than it ever has before)

And George is like: “Nonsense! I will worry about you all I want because I care about you and you mean so much to me and your happiness brings me joy.”

And then he puts his hand on his neck and like, in his curly hair and Gil really loves the gesture (it’s not unusual, it’s the first thing he does when comforting Laf) but then his heart starts beating like crazy and he’s shaking a little and he has to pull away because his head was spinning and that whole thing felt embarrassing in public (because George was over here looking into his eyes and he just couldn’t take it at that momentXD) and he’s just looking at the ground

George is kinda confused because Laf’s never done that before and Laf feels a little guilty about it but he’s still kinda shook up and George is like, “I’m sorry Gilbert, it wasn’t my intention to make you uncomfortable.”

And George is kinda at a loss for words as he realizes that Gil seriously upset

And Gilbert, feeling guilty and emotional says something like, “I’m sorry but I just need you to leave me alone right now, please leave.”

And you know, Gil doesn’t really want George to leave, he just wants his overwhelming feelings to  be quiet and let him go and thinks that temporarily removing George will accomplish that

And George, knowing Laf very well, knows that he hates being alone when he is distraught like this and is confused at the request, wishing to stay and comfort him (and enjoy every last second they had together before his heart was ripped in half) so he tries to assert his place and says that he will stay with him no matter what

But Laf just kinda snaps at George for a moment telling him to, “Leave me be!” While fighting back tears (Because why does he have to be so perfect and know exactly what he needs?? He can’t stand his kindness because he’s trying to forget him and not kiss him with the force of a thousand waterfallsXDXD)

(oh. That’s why this is making me so sad. That makes a lot of sense.)

And George fucking KNOWS that Gil, deep down wants him to stay (why is he crying?!? Don’t cry!!! Omg I love you so much!!!! Oh my god. I love him. That makes a lot of sense.) but he can’t be cruel when Laf has asked him to leave twice now even though it breaks his heart

So he simply takes a deep breath and slowly walks away

Laf is half-inclined to run after him, kiss him and confess everything and to apologize for his behavior but (luckily) George was lost in the crowd before he could

Now Laf really wanted to go back to his quarters and pretend that none of this happened. Pretend he didn’t finally make sense of the storm in him. Pretend he didn’t want to start singing on the rooftop that he was in love because that love was futile and impossible to pursue, especially when they were almost out of time.

So he left, and moped in his room

He’s awake (and balling) for hours and obviously can’t sleep because he has so much on his mind but then he hears a knock on his door that scares him half to death and then hears a familiar, “Lafayette, can I come in?”

Just for a second Laf doesn’t say anything but then George says, “I heard you Gilbert I know you’re awake *sigh* just please let me in.”

Lafayette says a little “ok” and George lets himself in

After his wallowing all night he was actually very very happy to see George and his presence was just the one he needed after an extremely emotionally exhausting night, and a small part is begging him to leave but Laf is a little weaker and listening to his (ridiculously in love) heart over his brain

George stands there awkwardly at the door and begins to speak but is then interrupted by Laf patting the bed next to him and George immediately obliges, unable to keep himself from Gilbert and as he sits down Gil wraps George up in a big hug and he hugs back very intensely with all the gd emotions they have to give

Gil can hear George sniffle and feels tears on his shoulder (Gil would be crying, but like, he’s been doing that all night and is so tired)

After a moment (and after George stops crying) Laf is like, “George. I’m so so sorry about tonight.”

And George is immediately like, “You think that’s what I’m upset about? I’ve been so worried about you all night, you weren’t acting like yourself at all. I’m not mad in the slightest, I’m worried about you.”

They part, but not very far and they’re holding hands

Gil says: “I’m okay now. Or at least better than before.” (after a moment). “Thank you. For coming here in the middle of the night, to comfort me, to check on me. You didn’t have to. But thank you.

And George’s heart is just melting as he’s like, “You may not understand Gilbert, but I simply had to come see you. I believe I didn’t have a choice in the matter, andI would so much more for you, with no thanks if it meant I could make you happy and be by your side.” And he kisses Gil’s knuckles and Laf is practically having a heart attack with how much he loves this man and George is trying his goddamn hardest not to kiss him

George: “Lafayette, there is something that I need to tell you before this night is over. Something that’s been gnawing away at me for such a long time now *deep breath*”

Gil is sitting still, stopped breathing, waiting to hear the words he had been dreaming of (that sounds cheesy)

George suddenly pulls Gilbert in for a big hug (cause he’s kinda scared to see the look on his face when he says what he needs to say) and with a quiet voice, proclaims his love for Gilbert

And Gil, although at first thrown off by the hug, hugs him back with a big smile on his face and small tears falling from his eyes and he says: “George, I love you too. I love you too!”

Then they’re both happy crying and giggling and hugging the daylights out of each other until they’ve just kind of exhausted themselves and part

And with their faces so close together, hearts on their chest, tears in their eyes, George places his hand on Gil’s cheek, completely taken aback by his beauty, and they finally kiss! And it’s great. And they pretty much just make out and chill and chat til the sun comes up (but only kissing because like, that whole night was stressful and they’re both tired, leave them alone.)

[khepiari]

I realllllly love Dr Stone soooooooo much!!!!! I can’t wait for them to land on Treasure Island!!!!

And the opening OST and ending OST this season is fire!

[fluffyzoey]

im gonna. Put this back cause I Realllllly want people to care abour this

uhm

yeah uh if you care about latte catte i guess this is here

angst kinda

‘Estelle opened her eyes slowly. She knew exactly where she was…or rather, she knew where she wasn’t, and that was home. The scene in front of her was like something from a dream; cold and inhospitable, yet she’d gotten so used to the whirl of light and sound and eyes, bloody blinking eyes, that it was almost familiar, nostalgic.

The sky was hued like lavender, the hills that rolled beneath it coated in twitching, tweaking eyeballs, all turning to stare at Estelle the moment her own lids had fluttered open. And from the ground beneath her feet, she could practically hear the squish of the gooey orbs as she took a step. On the outside, chances were she was sobbing, if not already passed out. 

She called it dreamland. Or at least, that’s how she described it to Zoey. She could hear the stress in her loved ones’ voices: “is she going to dreamland? Is that why she’s like this?” Always happened at the worst times, but calling it something so innocent made it better, at least she hoped.

She ignored the unease and took a breath. The air here didn’t have the same refreshing quality as it did in the real world, it flooded her nostrils like a tidal wave, thick with the scent of blood and musk. 

She took another step, the jelly-like texture of the eye she’d toed at making an uncomfortable squelching noise. The whole world was staring at her, whether from high in the sky or from right beneath her feet. The initial comfort had worn off and the eyes stared deep into her soul.

Back when the visions first started happening, Estelle would wail and whine in protest, kick and scream and throw a fit, loud enough to alert at least someone to what was happening. Now she went quietly, slipping away into dreamland before anyone noticed what was wrong. 

She was used to it.

Just like her mother must have been.

As Estelle took step after step, she began to lose sight of where she started. Not that it was all that hard, there wasn’t a single landmark to really put anything into perspective, but she continued this way, or perhaps that way, over, under, inside out and upside down, whirling, twirling, blinking, blinking, blinking–

Another figure.

She had never seen another person here. Who else could have been here? Who else was Blinky tormenting?

It was a woman, that was clear as day, or night, really. The cycle didn’t work well here. She was about the same height as Estelle, with the same ginger curls, the same button nose and caramel-brown eyes, the plump pink lips and the soft skin dotted with freckles.

It was like looking into a mirror, like staring at the branches of your own family tree. 

Estelle held her arms out for an embrace, waiting to crash into her mother’s arms for the first time in twenty-one years. 

“Estelle! Jesus Christ, are you okay?” Callum’s hands clutched her shoulders, shaking her. She wearily came back to reality. 

She was sitting on a chair in the living room on top of Zoey’s lap, with Callum standing in front of her looking panicked. “We thought you were dying, why didn’t you let us know you were going?”

“No need. I have to go, I…I miss my mom.”

“She’s going insane.” Callum threw his hands up. “Estelle, listen. Your mother is not alive!”

“She is there!” Estelle shrieked, only calming down when she felt Zoey’s hands on her sides.

“You gotta tell us when it happens.” She whispered.

“You can’t just go quietly.” Callum added.

Estelle shrunk down against her girlfriend, the lingering scent of her mother’s perfume settling in her nose.’

[softtdaisy]

Of course I was a directioner!! One of the most beloved memories of my life is their concert in San Siro in 2014 🥹 and unfortunately the only time Taylor came to Italy for a tour was in 2011. To be fair she hasn't been to that many countries in Europe for concerts but since this tour seems way bigger than the previous ones I'm hoping that there will be many dates outside of North America too so that we can all get a ticket 💕

God the season hasn't started yet and I'm already conflicted because nothing would make me happier than seeing Lewis win his 8th title (still bitter about Abu Dhabi 2021? Yes of course) but Charles definitely doesn't deserve another second place in the championship after the massive effort he has put in so I want him to be world champion too... aah the struggle is real 😩 -🇮🇹

I was one too!! 🥹 you’re so lucky for going to San Siro, it’s so iconic I’m glad you got to live this one live!! I saw them in Paris the same year and it’s one of my favorite concert ever just for the feeling of finally seeing them for real. I didn’t realise Taylor barely comes to Europe but now that you say it, I notice it yeah. But this tour seems realllllly big so I think (and I hope) we will get good dates in Europe we deserves to see her 🥺

I can imagine baby that’s difficult supporting two drivers 😭 honestly I’d love to see Lewis gets his 8th title, he deserves it more than anything. But I can’t see Charles losing again 💔 I can’t wait for our weekly after race debates!!

[elivanto]

this book is literally so funny when you assume that thrawn knows EXACTLY what he’s doing regarding ‘social and political matters’ sjdhjshdj

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[heyhihellowhatsup0]

Hooked On Your Feelings - Prologue (FWB! Tom x Reader)

Warnings: Some angst, language, eventual smut in future chapters, fluff

Word Count: 2570

Summary: After a bad breakup, making an agreement with your womanizing neighbor, Tom to be friends with added benefits and no strings attached seemed like the perfect idea. Until things become messy, emotions caused your agreement to crumble.

A/N:   So I’m starting a new series! I always wanted to do this trope for Tom and I’m realllllly excited for this series!  I’m not completely sure how long it will be as of right now, most likely between 8-10 chapters. So if you want to be added to the taglist, please DM me! I hope you all enjoy the prologue and can’t wait to hear your thoughts on it! (Also credit to @osterfield-holland-andcompany for this amazing ass mood board I made her too..I’m obsessed!) Thank you xx -N

“Get out!” you screamed as you shoved your now ex-boyfriend out the front door of your apartment. You knew the walls were thin but you didn’t care. You were so completely filled with rage and your body was vibrating as you flung his pants at him, “Get the hell out, Justin!” you shouted again.

    Justin flinched as the door swung open and he stumbled out the front door, still in his boxers. The anger in your eyes made your pupils black while he grabbed his pants and rolled his eyes at you, “Will you just let me explain, Y/N?” he tried to speak but you cut him off with a dry and sarcastic laugh.

    “No. The conversation is over,” you snapped at him, taking another deep breath to try and pull yourself together. You felt yourself fighting back the tears because you didn’t want him to see you cry. Not again, anyway.

    Watching as Justin stumbled down the stairs, you stood at the top completely and utterly overcome with your anger you barely recognized your voice. But you knew you had every right to be mad. You couldn’t excuse his behavior and you were done defending him. You knew you deserved better than the shit he was putting you through. It was enough and now you were letting it all pour out as he was practically falling down the stairs.

    You grabbed the shoe he had dropped on his way out the door and aimed it right towards his head, missing and making a loud thud against the wall behind him. You probably just woke up the entire floor but you didn’t care right now. Forming a fist, you refrained from punching the door as you finally lost it, “Don’t call me! Don’t even walk down the same street as me anymore, do you hear me? You conniving son of a bitch!” your voice bounced off the walls with an echo as you watched Justin exit your life through the elevator, still with his pants in his hand.

    You couldn’t help yourself as you flipped off the closing doors while you let out the breath you were holding in. Your chin began to tremble as you tried to stop yourself immediately. He wasn’t worth it, you thought to yourself. You should be proud of getting rid of him. Especially after what he had done to you.

    Just as you were heading back into your apartment before anyone realized you were the cause for the commotion, your neighbor’s door flew open and made you jump when you saw his familiar face meet yours from across the hall. You saw his smile as he noticed you and you knew what that meant, you just weren’t in the mood right now to assist in his little escapade.

    “Y/N! Oh, I thought I heard your voice out here,” your neighbor from 3B made his way over to you with bare feet, brown curls a mess, with his grey sweatpants resting low on his hips as his bare chest was revealed to the entire floor, “Thank god! I need your help with this chick inside who is talking about meeting her family this weekend and I’ve known her for...three hours,” he cringed as he carefully tip-toed his way over towards you.

 You couldn’t help but roll your eyes because this was a regular thing for him, even if it wasn’t your business. But he was a friend of yours, in a neighborly way at least, so at some point you made it your business.

    “No,” you scolded him as you shook your head. You tried to hold in your laugh at the desperate look on his face but you couldn’t help, “Not tonight, Tom. No! C’mon, seriously? No!” you warned as he began to give you puppy dog eyes to try and convince you otherwise.

    Tom pressed his palms together and pressed them to his chest, praying for your assistance, “Please, Y/N! I owe you so much if you help me out and this is the last time, I swear,” he paused for a moment when he realized you were standing by your door this late at night and you looked as if you had gone through hell. His lips tightened as he suddenly grew concerned, “Wait, what are you doing out here right now?” he questioned.

    You sighed as you pinched the bridge of your nose, “Um...I sorta caught Justin sleeping with his co-worker so I was just kicking him out, sorry,” you don’t know why you apologized for it but you knew you didn’t want Tom or anyone for that matter to see you when you were this visibly upset.

    “He did what?! Fuck...Y/N, I’m so sorry,” Tom said as he offered you a hug, pulling you into his bare arms while he tried to make you feel a little bit better, “That guy was a fucking prick and I never really liked him anyway,” he told you, making you laugh through your tears while you pulled away with a small smile showing.

    Running a hand through his curls to smooth them over, Tom squeezed your shoulder playfully, “If it makes you feel any better, I’m probably a bigger mess than you right now,” he told you as he cringed at what was waiting for him back in his apartment.

    “No, you have a bigger mess than me,” you corrected with another eye roll. Quickly wiping your tears away you placed a hand on your hip while taking another breath towards Tom and his stupidity, “If I do this, you owe me big time,” you sighed.

    Tom was a good guy but the decisions he sometimes made were, to say the least, questionable. You didn’t know too much about his personal life but just enough to come to the realization that he couldn’t commit to much of anything. He was always bringing random girls home, roommates came and went, and he had a tendency to flake on tenant meetings at the last minute.

 There was no question that he wasn’t looking to settle down, you never once saw him with the same girl more than once and that was none of your business nor concern. Tom was a good neighbor to you. He watered your plants for you while you were out of town visiting your family, he kept his music down to an appropriate volume, he would even bring you pizza on occasion to eat together while you gossiped about the other tenants on your floor. And sometimes in return, he would ask for favors like bailing him out of sticky situations that you tried not to judge too harshly.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Tom gave you another hug with a kiss against your cheek, “I will owe you for fucking life, Y/N,” he thanked you as he waited for you to head into his apartment to do what he clearly was too afraid to do himself. Letting girls off bluntly was something he was never good at. Then again, that was a whole other issue he didn’t want to think about.

Tom followed you into his place as you glared at him when you saw all of the clothes strewn across the living room floor. Making a face at the boxers on the ground you shuddered at the thought of what the hell went down in this apartment as you watched Tom nod towards his bedroom signaling that she was in there.

Nodding your head you rolled your eyes before you got yourself into your character. Seconds later, you whipped around and channeled your anger towards Tom as you slammed his door shut, “Save it, Tom! I won’t hear it! I come home after taking a double shift for us and this is what I come home to?!”

 Tom gave you a thumbs up that you were doing a good job as you slammed your fist against the nearby counter, “I just spent fourteen hours stripping to pay your way through law school so we could afford a better place to live and this is the thanks that I get? You fucking some random girl?!” you shouted while you shook your head towards Tom with a shrug.

“Woah, nice touch. I love the story line this time,” Tom whispered with an approving smile as he pointed towards the bedroom door, signaling for you to go and get rid of her.

You stormed into the bedroom, already seeing the girl scurrying to find her shoes, “Oh god! Please, I’m so sorry,” she pleaded as her red hair swung back and forth while she adjusted her sequin cocktail dress. Limping through the threshold of the door she couldn’t even look at you or Tom as her face grew red, “I had no idea that he-”

“That he what? Was married? Was cheating on his wife of seven years? You still want this son of a bitch?” you asked the girl who shook her head ‘no’ nervously, “The both of you need to leave! Get out!” you pointed towards the door as you focused on Tom.

Tom apologized to the girl as she practically ran out the door before he turned to you, “Darling, please let me explain! Think of the children!” he begged you as he still noticed the girl was in earshot.

“I want a divorce and I’m taking both the kids! You won’t have two pennies to rub together by the time I’m done, Thomas! Do you hear me? I can’t believe you would-”

“She’s gone,” Tom cheered silently as his door finally closed with a sigh of relief. He rushed to the fridge to grab two beers as he made his way over to you, “Both the kids? Really?” he teased while he clinked his bottle up against yours.

Giving him a shrug, you brought the beer to your lips as you collapsed onto his couch, “Well if you kept your dick in your pants for once maybe you wouldn’t have to ask your neighbor to make up such elaborate lies on the fly to kick girls out of your apartment,” you teased right back as Tom took a seat right next to you with a pout on his face, “Am I wrong?” you questioned him with a giggle.

“Well, technically, no. But then, where’s the fun in that?” he laughed as he took another sip. Trying to figure out why he even did half of the shit he did anymore. He knew there wasn’t any fun in any of it. Not anymore, anyway.  It made no sense, especially if he wasn’t getting anything out of these situations except drama. And he hated the drama of it all.

You made a face at Tom, “I guess no more fun than watching the guy you were in love with make out with his co-worker,” you stare at the bottom of your bottle, letting the alcohol swirl around your brain as you tried to push away those thoughts. You didn’t want to think about Justin again. It was still fresh but you weren’t ready to move on just yet.

“Guess we both should be alone for a while, huh?” Tom stated as he slumped further into the couch. Downing his beer as he set it aside on the table. This feeling was beginning to come more often than not with Tom after he dismissed one of his...conquests. He didn’t like it anymore because it was suddenly beginning to make him feel like this but he kept doing it anyway in hopes it would go away. But so far it only got worse as the nights rolled in and you came by to kick out more of them. He was lucky you were here because he didn’t feel like being alone right now.

The room fell still as the two of you remained on the couch in silence for a bit. Trying to blur out the events that had taken place earlier with Justin, you finished your drink and placed it beside Tom’s. You knew you wanted something serious and Justin was not that, even though you knew he was going to be trouble from the get go. You knew perfectly well what you needed but maybe you just needed some time for you right now and not to jump in to things that were going to be messy. You wanted numbness but at the same time you wanted to feel something that you hadn’t yet.

Turning your head to face Tom, your eyes met his in the dimly lit living room. The muted TV gave off the only illumination while you both remained there in your tipsy states, trying to figure out where both of your nights had gone wrong.

“I really don’t want to be alone,” you finally broke the silence as you stared into his eyes before they flickered towards his bare chest, back to his eyes slowly.

Tom swallowed as he shook his head, “Me either,” he agreed in the same tone. He noticed you were looking at him and more importantly the way you were looking, but he found himself not minding at all as his eyebrows raised up a bit when your lips crashed into his.

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[i-wish-i-wasnt-spikey]

Ok this is gunna be a bit angsty but like happy ending so if you don’t wanna be sad maybe skip this one…

TLDR: Shawn gets shot, Lassie tries to find a crayon to draw Shawn’s eyes and Shassie kiss at the end

Ok so

What if Shawn gets shot and Lassie and Jules and Gus are all in the waiting room and he’s rushed to surgery and he’s in surgery, Gus is crying, Jules is shaking and trying not to cry, and Lassiter is sitting next to the area they have for children to play in and he’s freaking the fuck out. Lassiter looks next to the small child’s table next to his chair and he sees that there are a bunch of crayons and paper and he needs a distraction so he starts to doodle.

Jules sees and moves over to sit at the ridiculously small chair at the kid table and she starts to draw too. Gus joins a few minutes later- still no word about Shawn. After a few minutes they are all feeling a lot calmer, and Lassiter is digging through all the crayons. He snaps one in half in his hand and let out a quiet whisper-scream in frustration. Juliet looks up at Lassiter and she sees that the tears he was trying so hard to hold in are streaming down his face, a few of them landing in blotches on the paper below him.

“Hey, hey… Carlton he’ll be ok. He’s gunna be ok,” she said in an attempt to comfort him. She can’t understand him at this point because Lassie is an ugly crier and all his words are slurred. She gets him to take a few breaths and she can make out him saying something about the crayons, so she asks calmly what he said. “Crayola doesn’t make the color of his eyes,” he shakily admitted trying not to produce even more tears then they already had “w…w-what if I never see those eyes again?” He choked out.

Jules and Gus just fucking break down at that point and just hold each other, not even caring about the looks that the three adults huddled around the kids table covered in crayons and paper and tears were getting from the other people in the waiting room. Another 30 minutes go by, they stopped crying at this point- still around the table. They had stacks of all of the crayons, now all of them were sorted into piles of greens, blues, browns, reds, every color they could find. Pieces of paper lay scattered around the table covered with attempted scribbles of the bright hazel eyes that belonged to the man who was Not Having A Good Time Right Now.

The doctor eventually comes out and tells them that he’s going to be ok and that he was awake but still out of it. Lassiter immediately flashes his badge and gets to Shawn as fast as possible. He busts in the room- shortly followed by Jules who informed him that Gus was held back being a civilian and all. Lassiter just goes to Shawn and kneels next to his face.

Shawn’s eyes flutter open and Lassiter just stares and stares into Shawn’s eyes- memorizing everything he possibly can, ingraining every detail and speck into his mind in case he never sees them again. “Lass- you’re kinda creeping me out…” Shawn giggled, followed by a wince from his new stitches across his side. “I- just- the crayons didn’t- there weren’t any crayons- you’re eyes,” Lassie stutters, eventually giving up with a sigh and settling with “Spencer you scared me,” still kneeling next to Shawn’s face way too close for comfort considering Shawn just got shot and had surgery.

“…I didn’t mean to. He came up from behind me and-” he was cut of when Lassiter gently put his hands on his cheek and shushed him lightly. Shawn smiled a little weakly and it was probably the adrenaline and the drugs he was on but he whispered to the man who was a foot away from his face. “Lassie I know you are mad at me but I’m in a lot of pain and I can’t really move right now so I’m going to need YOU to lean in and kiss me because I can’t lean and I know you are realllllly angr-”

Lassiter didn’t even think- he just closed the gap between them leaning into the kiss as Gus walked in the room. “You’re high Shawn. Get some rest. I’ll bring you a pineapple smoothie in the morning,” He almost sang. He forgot about the other people in the room until he heard an “it’s about damn time” from his partner and an “OH. MY. GAWD.” from the psychic’s best friend. He didn’t care. He had just kissed the boy he thought he might never see again.

[x-reader-theater]

hello!! first of all, i LOVE your blog!! thats why i decided to be breve and request something!

so would it be alright to get spencer x male!reader who are in a long distance relationship? and like really long distance, i mean the reader would live in like finland or russia. and one day penelope would find out about the relationship (after like 7 months of spencer and reader dating) and wanting to surprise spencer for his birthday! so penelope would either get tickets to the country where the reader lives for spencer or fly the reader Quantico to surprise spencer at the office or at spencers apartment

thank you in advance!

I'm making the reader be Japanese and live in Japan because I realllllly want to go back, like, so badly, and also, Finland and Russia are predominantly white countries and I want the reader for this to be a person of colour :) This is also a "Text fic" for most of it. This is super long but I also kinda wish it was longer loll. Edited by @mystic-writes

Gif by @reidgifs

Spencer Reid: Hello! My name is Dr. Spencer Reid. I was given your WeChat number by a penpal site.

[Y/N] [L/N]: Yes, I am glad that it connected me with someone. I have been waiting for a while.

[Y/N] [L/N]: I also apologize if my English is not very good. I am still learning.

Spencer Reid: Your English is actually very good from the little conversation we've had.

Spencer Reid: I must admit, I'm not used to texting. Penpals for me have always been through letters or postcards. I had to download WeChat for this.

[Y/N] [L/N]: I am sorry. I signed up because I wanted to meet an American, so I could get better at English, and I only use WeChat because texting in Japan is already expensive, and texting outside of Japan is even more expensive.

Spencer Reid: No, that makes total sense.

Spencer Reid: So, I guess I should ask some questions about you.

[Y/N] [L/N]: Yes, that is probably a good idea.

–

Spencer Reid: Can I rant to you for a moment?

[Y/N] [L/N]: Uh, what is "Rant"

[Y/N] [L/N]:?

Spencer Reid: Sorry I was talking to a co-worker

Spencer Reid: I just have a lot I want to say and I need someone to listen.

[Y/N] [L/N]: Oh. Of course!

[Y/N] [L/N]: (◕ᴗ◕✿)

Spencer Reid: Thanks :)

Spencer Reid: It's just this case we wrapped. It's still bothering me. It doesn't feel complete, I guess. There's a piece missing, another unsub, another body, something!

Spencer Reid: And I'm getting nowhere with my colleagues. They won't listen. They keep telling me that sometimes the cases are easy, but it's a little too easy for me.

Spencer Reid: Okay. I'm done. Sorry for that.

[Y/N] [L/N]: Don't apologize. I'm glad you're talking about it.

Spencer Reid: Thank you. For listening.

[Y/N] [L/N]: Anytime (✿^‿^)

–

[Y/N] [L/N]: (Picture Attached)

Spencer Reid: Is that you?

[Y/N] [L/N]: Yeah. I wanted to share with you because we've been talking for a while.

Spencer Reid: (Picture Attached)

[Y/N] [L/N]: Wow, you are very handsome. If I was a girl my mother would be begging us to marry.

Spencer Reid: You're very handsome as well! And I'd still marry you if you asked.

[Y/N] [L/N]: (๑•﹏•)

[Y/N] [L/N]: Really?

Spencer Reid: I didn't actually mean to send that, but yes. I really like you. And seeing how attractive you are made me realize that I would like to date you.

[Y/N] [L/N]: But I live in Japan. You're in America. (っ˘̩��╮˘̩)っ

Spencer Reid: That's okay! We can still talk here. And call and video chat.

Spencer Reid: I want to hear your voice.

[Y/N] [L/N]: I would like that very much.

(Call Incoming)

–

"So, boy wonder," Garcia says one day as Spencer is sitting with her in her office. "What's got you so happy recently?"

Spencer blushes, but doesn't say anything. When Garcia glares at him, he sighs. "I-I started talking to someone recently."

"Ooh! What's her name?" she asks, and Spencer's face goes an even deeper shade of red.

"Uh, his name is [Y/N]," Spencer says, and Garcia nods, smiling. "He-he lives in Japan."

She gasps. "You mean, you've never met? Oh 187, that is just tragic!"

Spencer shrugs. "He doesn't have the money to fly out here and I can't go to him. This job is my life," he says, and Garcia pouts but she doesn't say anything. And she hatches a plan.

–

Spencer grabs his go-bag from the boot of the car and slugs it over his shoulder, sighing heavily.

"Tired, pretty boy?" Morgan asks and Spencer rolls his eyes. They were all tired.

"I just want to go home…" Spencer says aloud. "*And text [Y/N],*' he says in his head.

Morgan nods. "I do too, but we have to finish out our reports," he says and Spencer sighs, nodding his agreement.

They take the elevator to the sixth floor, and Spencer freezes when the doors open.

He flies through the glass double doors and you turn around, opening your arms and pulling him into a hug. He buries his face in your neck and you breathe deeply, inhaling his scent. You don't realize you started crying until Spencer pulls back and wipes under your eyes before leaning in and kissing you.

You just thank God for bringing you here into Spencer's arms. God and a woman, and her name is Penelope Garcia.

[idontblushsrry]

SFW Alphabet Tamaki Suoh

A/N: It’s missing Ouran hours. As usual, features a gn reader, there’s a mention of makeup but it doesn’t go into detail so you’re free to imagine what type of makeup it is

Word Count: 1885

A: Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Tamaki is incredibly affectionate! If you get together while he’s still in the host club, good luck keeping your relationship a secret because as soon as he sees you, this overgrown puppy is running towards you shouting “Ma cherie” with the dopiest expression on his face. Of course, Kyoya will immediately shut him down with the reminder that there are customers that Tamaki still has to attend to.

B: Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

As a best friend, Tamaki is very affectionate. He’s really one of those friends who’s very supportive and will hype you up no matter what, But he’s also very dramatic, like so ridiculously dramatic that it’s a wonder Kyoya put up with his nonsense all this time.

C: Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Tamaki cuddles like a koala, like he’s got his arms and legs wrapped around you so if you’ve got anything to do...good luck. He loves to cuddle with you and honestly he prefers to spend his days off wrapped around you.

D: Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Tamaki definitely wants to settle down with you. He has this dream of you both living in the countryside, quiet and unassuming, he definitely has a pinterest board or something to that degree that just consists of sections upon sections of things he wants to do with you in the future. In terms of cooking and cleaning, Tamaki could if he tried. He’s no michelin star chef but he can make pancakes if given proper instruction his cleaning however definitely needs some work.

E: Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If you had to break up, he’d be incredibly somber about it. Likely you both would break up due to an outside influence (ex. arranged marriage) as opposed to anything either of you have done. He can barely look you in the eye and his voice wavers, when he finally finishes breaking up with you he kisses your hands and apologizes before walking away.

F: Fiance(e) (How would they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Tamaki definitely has a dream wedding board on pinterest. He’s not one to rush into marriage but he also feels if the time is right and the both of you want to, why not? He’s also incredibly dramatic with the proposal asking for your guardian’s permission (despite you telling him that you are in fact, grown). He also does like a whole fairytale proposal and wedding, he’s so in love with you and strives to give you a perfect storybook happily ever after.

G: Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Tamaki may be oblivious sometimes but he can be incredibly in tune with your emotions when you need it most. If you’re ever feeling angry or upset he’ll just listen if you’re ranting (may get more than a little hyped up for you but-), if you’re feeling down, he’ll just kiss your forehead and hold you. Overall, he’s very gentle with you, you are his precious love ad as such, you deserve all the tenderness in the world.

H: Hugs( Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Tamaki loves to hug you, any opportunity he can, he’s hugging you. It’s so bad that he basically gets flamed by the whole host club for how much he hugs you but to him, it’s worth it.

I: I love you (How fast do they say the L-word)

He says it incredibly fast. On your first date, he just dismisses it as butterflies in his stomach and first date nerves. However, the first time you kiss him, he’s already blurted it out without even realizing. Tamaki however, has not a single ounce of subtlety when it comes to love so if you haven’t figured this out beforehand, you and him are just gonna be oblivious together.

J: Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous)

Tamaki acts a complete fool when jealous. This man is ready to like bite someone, sic Honey on the person who he’s jealous of, call Kyoya’s special SWAT team, everything. You’re gona have to calm him down at this point. To be fair though, he doesn’t get jealous all too often, he trusts you it’s just that person was a little too close that’s all, he swears! 

K: Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Tamaki’s kisses are so good, it’s like he takes all the love he holds for you and the sparkle i his eyes when he sees you and puts them all into one kiss. His lips are also soft because best believe Tamaki wears chapstick. He likes to kiss you alone of course, he views kissing as something between the two of you and prefers to keep it that way.

L: Little ones (How are they around children)

Tamaki is actually really good with children. His overall kindness and general whimsical/carefree attitude meshes really well with children.

M: Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with Tamaki (bar he have a ridiculous dream or something of the like) are so domestic. Like he just holds you and kisses your forehead. If he wakes up before you he’ll stare at you until you wake up so you can both start your day together.

N: Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights with Tamaki aren’t as lax as mornings. For one, Tamaki has a strict nightly schedule he follows, even if he’s coming back from an event and dead tired, he’ll get up to complete it. His routine consists of anywhere from 10-12 steps (depending on the day) and is relatively complicated. On the bright side, he’ll help you with tying your hair up at night, removing makeup, etc. In general he’s very serious about his night time schedule, but he’ll also help you out if you’re slacking on yours.

O: Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Tamaki sort of has stages of openness. There’s his first stage, which is the false vulnerability act he puts on for customers. His second stage where he’s somewhat unguarded but still puts on an act for around his friends. And there’s his 3rd stage, Tamaki really never lets anyone get here, but glimpses of it sneak through if you pay enough attention. Gradually as you deepen your trust in one another, he’ll tell you more about his fears, vulnerabilities, insecurities, etc.

P: Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Tamaki honestly doesn’t get angry easily, and when he does get angry he’s pretty good at hiding it. He only really shows his anger if you strike a particularly sensitive nerve or if you put yourself in danger.

Q: Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?  Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Tamaki remembers everything you tell him but if he ever finds out something about you he gets a little offended about the fact that you didn’t tell him. He’s really good at remembering things you like or mention having an interest in however, and often asks Kyoya for help in getting things/experiences for you.

R: Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Tamaki’s favorite moment in your relationship was your first kiss. You were both walking around, no place in mind as the sun set. He saw the way you looked bathed in the last glimmers of sunlight and asked if he could kiss you, from there, the rest is history.

S: Security (How protective are they? How would they like to be protected?)

Tamaki is pretty protective, he knows that considering the fact that he has a reputation as the prince and the hoards of people who are actually in love with him, you’re most definitely a target. He worries about you but he keeps an eye on you and knows you’ll tell him if anyone is bothering you, but he still worries. As for how he’d like to be protected, he has this love fantasy that some girls will be chasing after him and you’ll just stop them by proclaiming your love for him in front of everyone.

T: Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

The ‘T’ in Tamaki stands for try. This man is the definition of effort, not a single expense will be spared when it comes to ensuring your happiness, not if he can help it.

U: Ugly (What are some bad habits of theirs? (I’m gonna add arguments here because they aren’t on the prompt list I found))

Tamaki has a really bad tendency to overreact. While it usually isn’t too much of an annoyance, in situations where you really need him to be your rock, it can become overwhelming and add to your panic. Your irritation will lead to you snapping and his concern will lead to him snapping, causing a argument between you that becomes a stalemate once you both realize the other has points but are still too upset to apologize.

V: Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He is admittedly very vain, like yes, he is a gentleman and in any other circumstance you would be put before him, you are his love after all, but he realllllly needs the bathroom so that he can do his morning routine.

W: Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Tamaki doesn’t feel incomplete so much as he feels withered without you. You are his sun, he can’t help but gravitate towards you. Without you he feels downtrodden and aimless. He covers it relatively well around others, but he’s whining to his friends about how much he misses you behind closed doors.

X: (E)xes (Any previous relationship experience. How does that factor into your current relationship?)

He doesn’t really have too, too much relationship experience. He has experience flirting sure, but as far as going past that and actually being in a committed relationship with someone every moment with you is a learning experience.

Y: Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner)

He doesn’t like people that don’t hold themselves in high regard/classily. He admires people who are kind and graceful and he thinks that people who are mean for the sake of it are repulsive. And while this isn’t necessarily a yuck, he does like people with confidence and a decent sense of self. 

Z: Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Tamaki sleeps like a starfish, especially if he’s sleeping alone. It’s ridiculous, he could be on a bed 4x his size and he’d still find some way to take up the entirety of the bed to the point where he’s the only one able to sleep on it comfortably.

[northern-passage]

Hi, I'm so sorry for all the assholes that keep harassing you so I'm actually here to send you a little love!

I love tnp so much, I looove the ambiance of the game and your writing is realllllly good! (the horror and dream sequences are my personnal favorites) Also I love the characters SO MUCH we can feel how distinct and complex they are. They feel real and so does the MC. And that post with the "I'd die for you" alignement got me screaming I can't wait to see what Clem is hiding. Also can't wait to learn the song with them 👀 And give Noel a big smooch 👀 And one to Lea too 👀 And of course another to Merry 👀 (oh and another thing that got me screaming is the "kiss them" on a previous preview post, can't wait to see what's that about as well and with the whole game really I can't wait so learn more about the world, our sibling(👀?), the characters and see the story and the mysteries unfold). Tnp really is one of my favorite IF and I wish you the very best for the writing and the coding and the moving to twine (which also looks really good btw!)

Thank you for your hard work and for sharing this story with us 💖💛

thank you!!! 🥺💞

i can't wait to write more horror sequences.... and i'm excited for you all to get the "kiss them" scene too 👀

thank you again this is really sweet ❤️💗