#but plz don't let this break containment

[shatouto]

i see a lot of meta about astarion being angry that no one else has come to save him earlier and that's why he was Like That in act 1, and i absolutely agree, but also i keep thinking about how his victims would be 10000x as resentful to see his relationship with tav.

imagine being one of the shy sweet ones that he lured in. imagine being fucking sebastian. you trusted him. you loved him. you thought, finally, someone really likes me for who i am. and then he brings you to a place worse than hell.

imagine being one of them, and hearing astarion tell someone else, "you're the only person i ever truly cared for". imagine suffering for so, so long for the sin of trusting a man who did everything to make you trust him, and learning that your love meant nothing to him.

he ruined your life and sent you to hell, but your love never meant anything to him and never will. because you met at the wrong time and place? or because you were too weak, not the heroic adventurer he needed to rescue him - you were never enough?

it's not astarion's fault that his victims were kept in a cage for centuries with nothing to their name but scars and never-ending hunger. but it's not the fault of the people he encountered in those 200 years either, for not saving him. how could they have known?

[gallus-rising]

sometimes i feel like. just a significant amount of FMA Discourse™ would vanish if we all remembered to take into account the genre (a shonen action manga w a target audience of 12-16 y/o(approximate age) Japanese boys published from 2001-2010) conventions, buy-ins, and limitations

like. no media is beyond critique and i am a firm believer that kid's media can tackle serious topics but the time, place, and audience it was produced in has to be taken into account

is FMA super feminist? well honestly in the grand scheme of things it achieves a bit more than the minimum. there's only a handful of female characters compared to the much larger male cast. Winry and Hawkeye have personalities and character arcs and compelling motives but those things are directly tied to more important male characters (Ed and Mustang). there's only one female character that's highly sexualized (Lust) as opposed to all of them, the rest get to be v conventionally attractive instead of blatantly sexualized nonstop. in the context of being a shonen action manga aimed at teenage boys tho? it's fuck phenomenal

does it handle the Ishvalan genocide well? not particularly. but for Baby's First Introduction To The Concept in a country that's historically Not Been Great at acknowledging war chimes it does a decent job (note: i'm def not saying Japan's the only nation w that problem, just that they're one of the big ones in regards to the topic)

is it shitty that FMA's solution to corrupt systems is to just get rid of all the Bad People and put Good People in charge? hell yeah!! but a common buy-in for media aimed at this age group is that the heroes are all Good Guys who will achieve their goals and do good things. Mustang and Ling both plan to more or less keep the system as is but take out the Bad Parts which is bs irl but in YA-and-under fiction we can trust that they are Good Guys who will do Good Things

idk idk just something i've been thinking abt in general for lots of thing (also i know i'm not the adept at. like. media analysis, if you can call this that, so plz forgive me for any bs i might've said)

[jellicatty]

‧˚꒰ TRAFALGAR LAW FALLING IN LOVE ₊

╰┈➤ contains : trafalgar law x gender neutral reader. fluff. sfw. 908 words.

╰┈➤ note : he may be a bit ooc here huhu plz forgive me ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡

— "You're interesting Y/N- ya"

• There’s only one thing you need in order to impress and catch the attention of Trafalgar Law: be smart. Body shape, body count, and looks do not matter to him. With intelligence alone, it’s easy to capture this man’s eyes.

• Once he’s attracted to you, expect to be showered with teasing remarks. Of course, not too many, just enough to make you flustered for the rest of the day. However, this does not mean he wants to be your significant other. Remember, this is Trafalgar Law we’re talking about. He wants to be sure if this is a feeling he wants to pursue.

• He knows the dangers of the New World and losing someone close all too well. So, I’m guessing he will never make a move (unless provoked by a near-death experience). Only stares from afar, small jokes here and there, and maybe some light touches too. It would be the end for him if you knew he was somehow attracted to you.

• You probably have to be friends before the whole ordeal happens. I can’t see Law falling in love at first sight or immediately after a few days. There has to be some deep trust and chemistry running between you.

— "This can’t be real."

• After some time, if his crush on you still hasn’t gone away, then he might consider thinking about it. Hard. Because there’s no way he, Trafalgar Law, could catch feelings for someone. He knew the day would come when he would eventually find someone and harbor feelings. But he didn’t expect it to be you, someone already dear to him.

• Well, he’s glad it was you. Since Law is a terrifying ex-warlord, supernova pirate, it would be extremely hard for him to have feelings for a civilian. Heck, he wouldn't even let himself, nor his crew, get close enough to a random person. It’s too risky.

• So he has feelings for you. Now what? He would be in full denial mode. He will deny it and will push you away. He’s angry and afraid of the connection blossoming between you two. Having lost so many people, from his own family and country to Corazon, his acknowledgment of his feelings would take a while. If he does stop pretending to be blind to his own emotions, a confession from him will be very unlikely. He’s taking this to his grave and no one can possibly know about it.

• His crew knows. Specifically, Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin. Bepo would for sure know about it first, then tell the other two about his assumption. Shachi and Penguin would quickly agree and start planning.

"Operation: get Law some game!"

• Law would be so annoyed if they knew because, first of all, only he has to know it. Second, what happens if you knew, huh? That aside, his advances towards you would be so awkward and… peculiar.

• Shachi and Penguin probably saw "Medical pick-up lines for your babe!" and gave it to Law.

• "Erythema is red. Cyanosis is blue. I get apneic when I see you!"

• Oh Law, please don't let them bring out the medical pick-up lines. He would handle the flirting himself but damn, why is it so hard now that he likes you? His smoothness is still there, but eye contact and your smile can easily break his cool.

• Speaking of your smile, Law is enchanted by it! Not only that, but by your eyes too. It doesn’t matter if the color is dark brown or blue, as long as he feels the sincerity and affection behind it, he would be head over heels. Imagine, Law getting flustered at your pretty eyes fluttering (*≧ω≦)

• He would be so soft for you and don’t take advantage of it. Just bring out your best puppy eyes and he will do anything for you (but you will hear a quiet grumble). His weakness is cute things, and if you’re someone with a face leaning on the cutesy side, then congratulations! You have Trafalgar Law wrapped around your finger. Joking, but it would really be such an advantage if you’re cute.

• Plus, he’s overprotective of you. Really, really protective. His possessiveness and protectiveness show whenever you’re in danger. Law would definitely not put you on the front lines when a battle happens. This is for your own safety, and he doesn't care if you hate him for it. He trusts your abilities, but there are enemies out of your league, especially in the New World.

• You nearly dying can push him to suddenly blurt out his feelings. It would be really random and subtle; you won’t even realize it at first. Him too, he would do it unintentionally since his emotions controlled his mouth.

• There are other ways he can confess; he would much prefer it if it was spontaneous though because thinking too much about it makes him nervous. However, he still plans ahead of time what to say to you. It wouldn’t be extravagant. Maybe a few simple words then he’s out. But...

— Words can’t describe what he’s feeling.

• No amount of words can truly convey the overwhelming emotion drowning his torn heart. He takes Y/N's hand in his and slowly moves it to where his heart resides. His heartbeat quickens with each passing second, his breath picking up pace while his eyes search theirs for the familiar beauty that entices him.

— "All of this… it’s because of you."

© jellicatty | no plagiarising please (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

[crooked-haven]

Not Good Enough | 18+

➭ Pairing: 'Top' Kim Taehyung x 'Bottom' Jeon Jungkook

➭ Rating/Genre: Smut 18+, Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately. 

➭ Warnings/Tags: Taekook Boyfriend's, French kissing, Groping, anal, male receiving, teasing, boy on boy, male anatomy, fingering, choking, sir, rough, degrading, slapping, unprotected sex (wear protection irl plz) Jungkook is a brat and whining mess.

➭ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are purely coincidental. Also this is my story so please don’t steal!

➭ By: Crooked-haven

Word Count: 2k

•Author's POV•

"Taehyung you need to build up your stamina more" Jungkook said while rolling his eyes. He just came out of the shower with a towel hanging from his small waist, water droplets falling down his body, tattoos on display. He walked towards their shared closet, leaning in the doorway looking Taehyung up and down with a small grin. Taehyung sat down on the bed, scrolling through his phone before lazily replying. "What do you mean by my stamina?" With a heavy sigh Jungkook gulped down the lump in his throat and said "You don't fuck me good enough anymore"

he could feel his cheeks brighten up as a rush of adrenaline coursed through his body before leaving him helpless under Taehyung's sharp glance. He stood up and walked over to the younger, looking down at him with a piercing gaze and calmly let out "Not good enough? You want me to break your ass don't you?"

A long but quick silence passed before Taehyung broke it clearing his throat, "I asked you something Jungkook and I expect an answer" Jungkook just now realized how close they were as he could feel the heat of Taehyung's minty breath hit his lips. Not being able to hold eye contact anymore, he looked down and played with his fingers while mumbling. "Y-Yes well I-I mean no, I just meant you don't spend time w-with me anymore t-thats all" Taehyung let out a sigh and took Jungkook's jaw in his hand making him look up into his eyes. "Should I break it baby?" He whispered in a deep and raspy voice.

Jungkook could feel the butterflies fluttering in his stomach and he swallowed hard before slowly nodding his head. "P-Please?" Taehyung's eyes darkened as his grip on his jaw became harsher than before. "Please what?" He asked in a voice laced in so much authority it almost made Jungkook's legs buckle under him right then and there, but he was determined to be stronger than that and without a blink he immediately replied "Yes Sir". Jungkook's eyes filled with stars as he stared up into his boyfriends eyes, he could see the lust but he could also see the love and that meant everything to him.

Taehyung then leaned down closer to Jungkook's face and captured his lips almost instantly with his own. The kiss started off slow, but it quickly turned heated as Taehyung bit the youngers bottom lip asking for entrance to which Jungkook immediately opened his mouth almost a little too wide. Taehyung slipped his tongue into Jungkook's mouth, exploring each and every crevice his tongue could reach, Jungkook then decided he was going to fight for dominance and immediately started fighting Taehyung's tongue with his own, letting out a few moans.

They sucked on each others tongue and lips until their lungs started burning from the lack of air they were receiving. They pulled away from each other with a few strings of their mixed saliva dripping down on their chins. Both of their bodies were on fire from the desire they had for each other. They needed each other and bad. Taehyung leaned down sucking harshly on his boyfriends sensitive neck, as one hand made it's way down to the towel tied loosely around Jungkook's little waist. He skillfully untied it with one swift motion, while biting his baby's neck all at the same time gaining a whiney moan from the younger before him.

The towel fell down to his feet and he immediately felt the cold against his still damp skin, Taehyung pulled away from his neck and admired the art work he left, and grabbed a handful of Jungkook's ass, pressing Jungkook's bare member to his clothed hard one making Jungkook moan his name. "A-Ah please Tae" Taehyung was quick to pull away and harshly grabbed the back of the youngers hair. "That's not my name." Jungkook winced from the faint burning sensation of his hair being pulled, but loved it nonetheless. "I-I'm sorry S-Sir"

Taehyung smirked at his boyfriends reaction "That's more like it" Jungkook's mouth parted as he breathed softly while staring at each others swollen red lips, from the intense make out session they shared just a bit ago. Taehyung spoke before giving a soft peck to his baby's red pouty lips "Let's take this to our bed yeah?" Jungkook nodded his head in agreement. "Jump" Taehyung said while tapping Jungkook's bare and now dry thigh. He did it without any hesitation, wrapping his legs around Taehyung's clothed waist, the friction of his member against the warm cloth made him let out a high pitched moan in Taehyung's ear as he wrapped his arms around his neck.

Their mouths never left each others while Taehyung dropped Jungkook down on the bed, hovering over him, kissing him hungrily only stopping to part ways with his own clothing. Jungkook whined at the loss of his boyfriends warm touch, but bit his lip at the sight of Taehyung's hard member springing up and hitting his lower stomach. Jungkook spread his legs wide, ready for his boyfriend to ruin him right then and there but Taehyung had other plans. He slowly started a passionate make out nothing at all like before, Jungkook whined needlessly under Taehyung while bucking his hips up for that friction he's missed.

"Hold still and be a good little boy for me kook" Jungkook, wanting nothing but to absolutely get ruined, immediately obeyed, unlike him honestly. This somewhat surprised Taehyung, but he liked that he was in full control of his slutty baby. He grabbed the half empty bottle of lube off their nightstand and squeezed some on his fingers, sitting on his legs he spoke in a voice that wasn't even close to being soft. "Why don't you spread your legs like a good slut for me yeah?" Jungkook took a deep breath "Y-Yes" with that short reply of his he received a hard slap on his ass, leaving a sting behind he whimpered. "Yes what?" "Yes Sir!" He whined out while biting his lip hard.

"Tell me want you want" Jungkook felt his stomach drop, in a good way at his boyfriends tone of voice, he moaned out "Ah Sir I want you please" Taehyung cocked a teasing eyebrow. "Want me to what?" Jungkook clasped his legs together in a stubborn attempt to disobey, but his ass was paying the price right away, Taehyung spanked him not once but twice and an extra hard one resulting in Jungkook yelping in a pain mixed pleasure sensation. He opened his legs and spoke "Please fuck me daddy please"

Taehyung loved watching his little baby struggle, he loved watching his tears fall down from the pleasure he was receiving and most of all, he loved giving it to him regardless if it was supposed to be a punishment or not. "D-Daddy please fuck me already~" he loved being called Sir, but Daddy really does it for him, that he will never admit. "You need to learn some patience baby boy" Taehyung growled out before landing yet another harsh slap against Jungkook's member. Jungkook whimpered very loudly and pouted.

Taehyung pulled his 3 fingers out, and shoved them into Jungkook's warm mouth, catching him off guard, Jungkook immediately obeyed and sucked hard as his hole clenched around nothing but air. "Condom or no?" Jungkook shook his head no aggressively. "I wanna feel you please daddy" Taehyung poured the cold lube on his thick, hard member before pushing into his pink inviting hole. Jungkook hissed out, immense pain engulfed his lower half and he yelped with tears in his eyes. "Please keep going" he said quickly clenching almost afraid to lose Taehyung inside him. Taehyung winced and pecked the youngers lips, starting another heated make out session between them.

Their make out session came to an end when they parted their lips. "Daddy please fuck me already please!" Jungkook whined out trying to wiggle his hips to gain some friction. Taehyung grunted from the friction that his lover caused and grabbed his wrists, pinning them above his head. "Don't you think you've been misbehaving way too much? Challenging my stamina huh?! I'm gonna show you how good daddy's stamina is and ruin that little hole of yours!" Jungkook moaned loudly when Taehyung ended his sentence with a harsh slap against his already red ass cheeks.

"Nngh~ Daddy please just fucking take me however you want!" Taehyung smirked at the nickname and his boyfriend's whiny begs, taking one last glance at his baby's hole that was engulfed by his own cock he pecked Jung kook's lips and began thrusting slowly. Jungkook gasped and immediately started moaning out of pleasurable pain. "Look at you being a little moaning mess for me, you fucking cock slut!" Taehyung said while snickering and thrusting faster. Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung pulling him closer, Taehyung let go of the younger's hands and grabbed his hips instead, to keep him in place.

He began thrusting into him in a deep and slow pace hitting Jungkook's prostate which forced a high pitched moan from the younger. "Ahh fuck right there! Fuck me harder Tae!!" Jungkook choked on his tears, tears full of pleasure. Taehyung rocked his hips faster, rammed into his boyfriend's warm hole, and took a tight grip a hold of Jungkook's hard and pretty cock that was laying flat against his little stomach. He stroked the red and angry cock whilst thrusting sloppily into him, chasing his high. Groans, moans and skin slapping was surely heard in the next house over.

"Daddy, I'm s-so close! Please harder!" Jungkook moaned in such a high pitched voice that Taehyung was surprised but nonetheless started thrusting harder into him, giving his needy baby what he wanted all along. "L-Look at your pretty hole, ahh- made just for me!" Taehyung struggled to get it out as he was also near. Jungkook on the other hand took his dirty words in and immediately came all over his stomach and some on Taehyung's hands, no longer able to hold it in anymore. Taehyung rolled his eyes finding this sight so damn hot.

"D-Daddy in me! I-In me!" After a few more thrusts Taehyung released his warm seed inside of his boyfriend, emptying himself completely, Jungkook moaned and sighed out of pleasure, hooking his legs around Taehyung, making sure he wouldn't pull out and let all his cum leak out. Heavy breathing filled the room, Taehyung had collapsed on top of his boyfriend and after a few minutes of silence, Taehyung spoke up again. "Let's go for round 2." Jungkook's eyes widened and Taehyung laughed. "Wait what?" Smirking Taehyung cupped his baby's cheek and said "Yeah, let me show you how much stamina I've got."

End♡︎

A/N-

Part two??

Hope you enjoyed<3

[biaonww]

"Unpromised Forever." michael kaiser based • angst

based on a toxic relation which started off as fwb's. !!!!! plz don't recreate this, and let yourself be ruined by a guy !!!!!

may contain errors, similar content is coincidental.

ps. i tried changing my writing style for this - listen to this with casual by chappell roan / promise by laufey

I love you, which holds a special meaning for everyone. But in your language, it meant always being there. No matter whether in the future or present.

It's a phrase you hold dearly in your heart.

But why can’t Kaiser stay, no matter how much he says it?

He says he can’t promise you forever because you didn’t deserve that from someone like him.

"I can only promise you I’ll be here now,” he suddenly says.

“... why? Do I have to do something for you to stay? or am I doing something wrong? ”

"Am I someone you only want to sleep with at night, then leave in the morning?

You barely mutter those words, so it’s nothing but a soft whisper, while tears begin to fall and won't stop.

“You are not doing anything wrong at all. It’s not your fault. And don't say it like you're only some girl I want to fuck and that I don't care about you. You know I feel the opposite, and I just have tons of matches."

You stay silent, not having the urge to speak anymore.

Your throat was hoarse from all the crying, your eyes were red, and your face was stained with tears.

A few moments pass.

“Baby, look at me.”

"I swear to you, this isn’t your fault. You do not have to do anything for me to stay.”

“But I just want you to be the one." you say, trembling while sobbing.

He wiped away your tears, wanting to make sure that you could see him clearly.

"I would love to be the one, but you are expecting something far too big from someone who’s never been able to fulfill that role.”

Your sobbing echoes through the whole house, but the hurt in your voice that reaches his ears pains his heart greatly.

Your eyes were tightly closed while tears still flowed down your face, as if you refused to believe that.

He brought you in tighter to him, his hands wrapping around you.

He placed his lips on your forehead and kissed it softly.

“Just let it out. cry as long as you need to.”

"I just wanted you to stay.”

“I know.”

"I think the gods hate me.”

“It’s like this is how they’re telling us we can’t be together.”

you say, picking at your hand. a habit you always do to suppress your feelings.

With your words, it made his chest tighten up.

His thumb moved up to your hand and grabbed it, stopping you from picking at your palm.

"I wish and wish, but it won’t bring us together.”

“Don’t be like that.”

You open your eyes and see him bringing your palm to his mouth and kissing where your nails had picked into your skin.

In his eyes, it was all because of him. and so he took responsibility for that.

"I don’t know if I can promise you eternity; I can’t promise you forever, but all I can promise you is now, if that’s okay with you.”

“… okay.”

You agree, because you know it’s the most you can get.

He continues wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. 

You felt like home to him, and that was the best thing.

Your body fits well in his arms, and he didn’t ever want to let go, but the reality was that he would have to.

So he just keeps you in his arms tightly, letting your bodies heat transfer between each other. ....

"I love you a lot,” you point out quietly, “but you don’t need to say it back.”

“Why are you saying I don’t have to say it back? ”

“Because it’ll be harder for me in the future to move on. So the least I can do is cherish this moment.”

He smiled softly and wiped away your remaining tears.

“Then let’s just cherish our moments in the present, shall we?”

But he really loved coming back to you and wrecking you again and again until you two fell into this endless cycle with one another, didn't he? Guess both of you will forever stay casual, until one of you breaks. — fin.

hi guys i'm back xx (i'll probably die and flop watch),, but uh i know it's been awhile and i'm most likely gonna get tag blocked or smth but hope you guys enjoy this!! love y'all mua mua WATCH OUT FOR THE BAND RIN ONE BTW. that's what i'm really proud of

[p-oisn]

let's get positive ! (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）

(the content below the cut contains mentions of sensitive topics such as implied su*cide & sh so pls scroll if you're uncomfortable w those !)

this is a long rant about life basically .. 💩💩

i was going to make a post like this sometime later anyways bc i felt .. like a nice person ... but i made it a bit earlier than i expected bc i saw a post from oomf that really made me think .. so here u go

this comes from my own PERSONAL experiences and this is js my point of view yk !!! im no expert on any topic HSHSJ this is js the way i cope plz dont come for me in my asks ... i am aware that it isn't the same for everyone but , i hope this message can be helpful to some extent </3

if you feel like like life is leading nowhere n you feel like giving up I PROMISE it will get better bc i felt the same for two whole years n i will say that i have improved a LOT since . yes , it took me longer than i expected but i didn't give up and you shouldn't either ! it was hard n there were times i felt like i wasn't making any progress / improvement but in the end , it still got better

be kinder (to yourself, first) ☆

i think the first step to loving yourself is to forgive yourself .. its okay to try over n over again , you're still human n i think ppl tend to forget that often bc they're so tough on theirselves . let's not forget that your body is actively trying it's best to keep u alive , your WBCs for example ! (let's appreciate these little guys for trying their best 🎉🎉) your body too , deserves to be loved back , for fighting so hard just for YOU! so pls don't hurt yourself in any way </3

appreciate yourself for achieving even the smallest of tasks because even if it wasn't something big , YOU DID IT ANYWAYS ! every small achievement of yours deserves to be appreciated . even if it's momentary happiness , appreciate yourself while it lasts . i understand that sometimes even small things could be such a hassle but you can always reward yourself later ! i personally like to buy donuts everytime i finish something (this could come in handy when you're really craving something if you get what im saying ..)

It's okay if you're going at a slower pace than other people , what matters in the end is that you get it done ! everyone is not the same so it's unfair to put yourself down for such things .. also applies to comparing yourself to someone because in the end you'll still be you .. even if you don't like it .. that makes you unique ofcourse , there's only one of you in this world so embrace yourself for that !! you're one of a kind (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

oh, but, life's the same, it's boring ... ☆

yes , a lot of days could end up being the exact same because like , there are 365 days in a year so you can except most of them to be similar .. but as a new year starts , ofc many things change without you even noticing it , you grow older ofcourse , and you could be starting a new year in school , you meet new people and so on ! if you compare your life from a year ago or even a few months ago to now , you'll surely notice a few differences atleast so .. life is not reaaaaally the same right .... everyday is a new experience ! literally anything and i mean anything could happen the next day , you could even win the lottery who knows 🤫

when i felt like everyday was the same , i tried changing my patterns .. (my current favourite thing to do is go on a walk ! sometimes i take my dog w me , it's super fun) i would do small things that i dont usually do like sketch ! or i attempt cooking something new .. but obviously there were a LOT of days where i did nothing , sometimes even weeks , and that's okay ! we all deserve days where we do nothing ESPECIALLY if you're someone who is working or js in school / college everyday .. you deserve that break

i think a big factor is being unproductive ? don't get me wrong , i still am my same unproductive self at times unfortunately , n sometimes they do get so bad that they lead to a terrible burnout .. n i went through a rly bad burnout not long ago n trust me you do not want to get this far :( how do i deal with this ? (let's take studying as an example here) well i always start off with small portions , even if it's just a page or two . n then i slowly keep increasing the amount of pages i read .. n yes ofc , i understand how brutal burnouts can get sometimes n that's why it's important to not overwhelm yourself by attempting to finish a big portion of your studies in one go .. just take it easy , let the information marinate in your head for a bit before you move on to the next topic .. so basically what im trying to say here is don't overwhelm yourself with big tasks especially when you're already burntout

friends .. they're great ☆

the thing that honestly improved my life by a mile is getting good friends .. I've had my fair share of bad friend groups so trust me when I say this , it's better to be alone than with people who drain you mentally because . you deserve someone who treats you the way you actually want to be treated .

"but it's hard to make friends" i completely get this because i am a very shy person myself </3 but i think you could start by trying to make friends online ! its easy to find someone with similar interests on the internet .. so when you feel down atleast you know that there's someone on the other side of the world who cares for you ..

but this doesn't change the fact that solitude is AMAZING too (tbh i could go on for a really long time on how i love being by myself but this is already getting super lengthy ...) you can be your own friend too ! (okay see now this seems insane but if it makes you happy WHO CARES AMIRITE) i personally enjoy my own company like omg .. she can get a good laugh out of me sometimes ... you can do whatever you want when you're alone ! you can dance to your favourite playlist or experiment with a bunch of stuff ! if you get bored you can watch your favourite movie or consume your favourite piece of media that no one gets like you 🤫 so , as much as making friends sounds great , let's appreciate solitude too !!

ah, life can be beautiful sometimes? ☆

one of the biggest reasons i go on walks almost regularly is to remind myself how beautiful the world can be sometimes .. (atp half of this is me convincing you all to go on walks) i live in a beautiful neighbourhood n there are a lot of different flowers and fruits that grow here and that makes me really happy . going on early morning walks especially is soo fun , the world is so quiet then and you can even watch the sunrise 🥹

another thing is buying myself things i like ... especially clothes ... if you think you would look good in something then js go ahead and buy it ! don't mind what other people think because like ... YOU are wearing it and if people around you have a problem with that then i think they should close their damn eyes and not look at you if it bothers them that much 🤦 you deserve to feel confident and comfortable in your own skin , you deserve to dress the way you want to ! so if you feel like dressing a particular way would make you feel better .. GO FOR IT !!! this applies to other things you like, maybe accessories, merch or stationary that look cute .. it's okay even if people judge you for your style because in the end they're the ones who are boring and miserable because they spend soo much time hating on others 😒

life is soo much more fun when you take care of yourself trust me ... you deserve to be taken care of !! so spoil yourself once in a while i promise it's okay as long as it makes you happy <3

to sum it all up .. yes , good times don't last forever but so don't bad times , and you and i both can get through a bad day because life is still going on (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ bad times too , will pass . so please believe in yourself and hold on !! i love you

again, this is all how*I* like to cheer myself up so pls don't take anything here in a bad way 😖 all of this was made with good intentions and im so sorry if i still ended up hurting anyone in any way ..

[cuddlyscribe]

Loved the last request I sent and since you said you're still in a Kazuya mood I'd like to be greedy and send another if that's okay.

This time a scenario with him and loving femdom reader, preferably shibari or overstimulatuon (or both 😈) and aftercare after. This dude has me thirsty and cuddly at the same time 😅 Plz and thank you!

[YES AND YES... Kazuya tied up is just alskdfj OKAY I need to go do some deep breathing exercises before I write this 😂 hope you enjoy my friend!!]

all the spicy goodness is under the cut~!

You will probably have to repeat yourself when you mention that you want to tie up Mr. Mishima. Not like he didn't hear you the first time, the bastard just loves to hear you say it. And let me tell you, he is gonna give you the smirk...

This is a great time to put that Dom energy to good use. Kazuya is the type to give you a hard time and try to get as much pushback as possible from you so that your sassiness comes out full force. He physically cannot contain himself when you start to get rough, it's like you awaken something carnal in him that instantly gets him so damn hard.

Kazuya really enjoys watching you do your magic as you tie him up. It truly is an art form and he admires the way your fingers graze over his skin and tighten the knots in the areas around his arms and thighs. Even with as dominant as you are, there's always a gentleness in the way you touch him that sends his senses to another level.

Admittedly, it is very hard for him to keep his cool while he's completely at your mercy. And the times when you place a blindfold over him to ramp up the overstimulation, he can't even help himself from letting out a pitiful mewl or two as he desperately tries to keep track of your movements.

Even while his cock strains against the knots and he wants you so badly he might break from his bonds with his bare hands, he's on another plane of glorious existence. This is a man that has transcended your typical constraints of humanity and yet you're the only one that could possibly make him feel this way.

And side note, overstimulated Kazuya will just cum. And cum. Like, please prepare to get absolutely fucking painted by this man because you just drive him crazy. He'd never be embarrassed by it, and he desperately tries to imagine what you look like covered in it while he's still blindfolded (tip, don't bother cleaning up yet).

[theclaravoyant]

AN ~ So!! I needed a bit of fluff and humour after THAT EPISODE !! and after seeing their adorable lil faces in the bts pics with the medals this little ... cold open esque prologue? to 7x09 came to me in a lunch break :P enjoy!

note: contains a multitude of weewooified details about lafd and the military, for dramatic and humourous effect, plz don't @ me

Firefam. No spoilers outside of trailers. (~1600wd). Humour, but with angst bc I can’t stop myself putting these guys in Situations

bait and switch

The seats in the hallway are typical of any waiting room: plastic arms, kind of sticky, and weirdly cheap and tacky considering the significance of the life events about to occur in their occupants. The walls are a burnt-orange red. Fitting, if ominous.

The clock on the wall ticks on.

“Evan's been in there a long time,” Tommy observes.

“Too long,” Hen agrees.

“He's probably gone out the other way,” Chimney speculates grimly. ”Doesn't want us to see the broken shell of a man Gerrard's turned him into.”

Eddie sits a few seats away, with his eyes closed, envisioning himself as a puddle of jello. Well, he was. Well. He was trying to. He cracks an eye open.

“Thanks for the pep talk, Chim.”

“You're welcome.” Chimney huffs. He wishes he had his phone. Maybe he could text Maddie to call him away with some emergency. Sure he'd only be delaying the inevitable, but he'd take any respite at this point.

Eddie laughs. “Come on. He can't be that bad.”

Hen, Chim and Tommy fix him with a glare that tells him he knows not of what he speaks.

“Easy for you to say,” Chimney challenges. “We can't all have interrogation training.”

“What is it you think I actually did over there?”

Chim's been reading too much Zero Dark Thirty. Eddie rolls his eyes. But maybe there's something to having his military days at the top of his mind, because when the doors swing open he all but jumps to his feet, back ramrod straight. He wonders all of a sudden if he's somehow put his badges on backwards or something and it's all he can do not to fret with his collar and sleeves. He's heard the stories. He might have lucked out with Bobby as his Captain, but he's had drill sergeants like this Gerrard guy, and the performance anxiety is real.

“Firefighter Diaz.”

“Yessir.”

“Please come through.”

“Yessir.”

He follows obediently, his hands clasped behind his back in some kind of attention pose he isn't even deliberately aware of knowing how to do. The rest of them will take the piss out of him later, he's sure.

The doors close behind him.

The waiting resumes.

Chimney bounces a knee.

“They're doing this on purpose, you know,” he mutters, not quite to himself. “To make us sweat. I'm playing right into their hands.”

“I don't get it,” Hen muses, turning their situation over in her head. “I thought we were in the clear. No credit, no crime, right?”

Tommy shrugs. “You know how it is. Sometimes the brass likes to have their cake and eat it to.”

“I guess.” Hen sighs. “I'm sorry, guys. Let me talk to them. I meant it when I said I didn't want any of this to blow back on you – especially you, Tommy.”

“Hey.” He shakes his head, and waves her off. “I throw in, I'm all in.”

“Yeah,” Chim agrees. “We're in this together. Spartacuses. Spartaci? Although... I'd like to state for the record that per to the Geneva Convention I can't be held responsible for anything I may or may not say under duress.”

Hen all but rolls her eyes at him. Geneva Convention or no – and she's almost certain that particular one is a no - she's been locked up with the man and forced to watch him flatline repeatedly and he still figured out how to help save them both. There's not a force in this world that would make him throw her under the bus.

“It's gonna be okay, Chim,” she promises. Even squeezes his hand, for good measure.

But this time, the door opens too quickly. Maybe Gerrard is doing it just to mess with them after all. Still no Buck. No Eddie.

“Firefighter Han,” the bailiff-type beckons.

He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment and mutters quickly as he stands-

“Tell Maddie I love her, show Jee Yun pictures of my face!”

Then, with a dull BOOM!, the doors are closed again.

And then there are two.

Hen hangs her head. Lets out a breath.

Tommy lets his fall back against the wall.

After a while, they switch.

Tommy's head drops forward, resting on his hands resting on his elbows resting on his knees. He rubs circles on his own knuckles. Hen stretches her feet out in front of her, tips her head back and closes her eyes. She even tries Eddie's jello thing. She's never really been much of a jello person though, honestly, so instead, she copes by breaking the silence.

“What about you then, Kinard? Ever been court martialled?”

“No,” he says. “Although, I did get a summary once.”

“What for?”

“Conduct unbecoming.”

He looks up, and there's a glint of mischief in his eye that tells her exactly what kind of conduct. Hen's jaw slackens.

“No way. Team Jacob, huh?”

“Taylor Lautner? Please. I'm only a man.” He laughs and shakes his head. “Honestly, I didn't think much of it at the time. I mean, I got scared straight for sure - Got a slap on the wrist, a lot of hoo ha about an other than honourable discharge, so I pulled my head in. But I also figured, plenty of straight guys have 'experiences' on tour. Took me a while to put the pieces together.”

“How'd you figure it out? I mean without a hot pilot boyfriend of your own to sweep you off your feet.” “Ha, ha.” He fixes her with a meaningful gaze, and smiles. “Actually, I got yelled at by this really brave black lesbian firefighter. You could say she inspired me to do some introspection.”

“Yeah, well. We do have that effect on people.”

She is definitely not blushing and even more definitely not thinking about that time she cried in front of him. It's the last thing she needs, when the doors open again and he nods and disappears and then she's alone.

Then again, she thinks, maybe it's not the worst thing she could be thinking about. Gerrard used to have so much power over her. Over her mood. Over how she spent her day. What is she doing, giving him another day of her life? Sure, part of her is terrified and drenched in guilt that she's very possibly single-handedly ended the careers of most of her closest friends. But the other part of her – the bigger part, and only growing as she gives voice to it – knows she hasn't single-handedly done a thing, and that she would have just as soon thrown her lot in with any of them if they'd asked, or even if they hadn't. She's abseiled a collapsing bridge with them; been shot at; been kidnapped; put her life, her wife's life in their hands; held theirs in hers. She's sung in front of most of them; subjected them to her cooking; they've born witness to her tears and to her happy dances more times than she can count. At the end of the day, she has no regrets. So she's feeling a lot stronger by the time those doors open for her.

She takes a deep breath and strides forward, and notices straight away that the air in here is – weird.

It's not just Gerrard, there's several officials and even the Fire Chief. Bobby isn't here. He probably isn't allowed to be, as both the subject of the illicit rescue and Captain of the accused, so it's not surprising, but the absence of his steady presence rooting for her stings. These guys? It feels like they're all laughing at her. Like they're in on something she doesn't know – like maybe how delicious Gerrard is finding it that he gets to deliver the final blow. He was the one who gave her her badge after all, albeit reluctantly. It's weirdly fitting that he be the one to take it away. Although. She'd expected him to look a lot happier about it.

“Firefighter Wilson.”

“Captain Gerrard.”

“Is it true that on the evening of April 6 2024 to the morning of April 7 2024 you aided and abetted the appropriation of city resources including but not limited to rostered firefighters, radar technology, and an LAFD helicopter to conduct an unauthorised rescue operation on the cruise ship Ocean Joy?”

“Yes.”

“Your friends tell me you masterminded the operation.”

Deep breaths, Wilson. You knew this was coming.

“It was my idea. The others, they were just helping me follow a hunch. I take full responsibility.”

Gerrard gives a loud, pointed sigh. She can't figure out if he's impressed or thinks she's bullshitting him. Maybe both.

“Some hunch,” he says.

She clenches her jaw as she watches the man come down from the tribunal table. He takes his time on his way to her and she tries to keep looking straight ahead, like it doesn't matter to her what intention is glistening behind those beady shark eyes. He's getting so close now that he could just about rip the badge straight off her chest. Is that what's about to happen? To nearly twenty years of her life? She braces herself. Holds her breath. Mustn't let him see her cry.

He holds out a piece of paper. She blinks down at it.

“What's this?”

Her knees are numb but hold her up somehow nonetheless as she takes the paper and unfolds it.

PROUD TO PRESENT – HENRIETTA WILSON – with the MEDAL OF VALOUR

“I...”

Am I dreaming?

She blinks. Stammers. Looks around.

“What??”

[frogspond200]

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙻𝚞𝚣 𝙿𝚝.3

Requested by: Anon

Ask: Hello! Can we get a part 3 to the yandere Luz story plz I really want to see how it turns since it's really good

Warning: general Yandere behavior

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It was raining outside, and Luz was pacing back and forth in her room, unable to contain her anxiety. She had spent hours trying to convince the reader to stay, but it was no use. In the end, the reader had insisted they wanted to leave, and Luz had no choice but to comply.

The sound of footsteps outside made Luz look up from her thoughts. In the dim light, she could make out the reader's silhouette as they made their way towards the window. "Wait, don't go!" she cried, rushing over to block their escape.

However, the reader was more determined than ever. Without a word, they brushed past her and opened the window, stepping out into the rainy night. As the reader vanished from view, Luz rushed outside in pursuit, calling out their name.

"Come back!" she cried, but her words were met with silence. She ran as fast as she could, searching for the reader's form among the darkness. But after a few moments, she stopped in her tracks, realizing that she was alone. With heavy heart, Luz turned around and began the long walk back home.

As Luz walked back home, her thoughts were jumbled. She was filled with a mixture of anger, disappointment, and loneliness. Her heart ached for the reader, and she blamed herself for pushing them away.

As she approached the front door of her house, she found herself staring at the raindrops streaming down her face. She had always found comfort in the rain, but now it only served as a reminder of what she had lost. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the pain.

It had been three years since Luz had last seen the reader. In that time, she had grown up and become a young adult. She had finished high school, worked various jobs, and was now attending college.

Luz's days were filled with classwork, studying, and socializing with her friends. But every night before bed, she found herself thinking about the reader. Although they had been apart for a long time, Luz still felt a connection to them. She missed their voice, their laugh, and their touch.

After a few months of struggling to forget the reader, Luz decided to take matters into her own hands. She knew they were still living in the same town, so she began trying to find them. She asked her friends and family if they knew what the reader was up to, but no one could provide a concrete answer.

As the weeks turned into months, Luz felt the hope of finding the reader slipping away. She had tried everything, but it seemed like the reader had simply disappeared without a trace.

However, one day, her luck finally changed. Luz was walking back from class when she heard a familiar voice behind her. She stopped in her tracks and turned around, her heart racing as she recognized the reader. They had grown up and looked different compared to when Luz had last seen them, but there was no mistaking those eyes.

"Reader," Luz breathed, unable to believe it was really them. With tears in her eyes and butterflies in her stomach, she ran up and embraced them. "I thought I lost you forever," she whispered, burying her face in their shoulder.

As Luz held the reader in her arms, she suddenly felt their body go rigid and stiff. A look of panic spread across their face as they tried to break free, but Luz was too strong for them.

Luz frowned in confusion as she realized the reader was struggling against her grip. "Reader?" she asked, trying to loosen her hold on them. "Are you OK? What's wrong?"

The reader's panic only intensified as they pushed and pulled against Luz's arms, but she wouldn't let go. "Let me go," they begged, their voice tremoring with fear.

After a few moments of silence, Luz took a deep breath and lifted her head to meet the reader's eyes. She could see the pain and confusion on their face, and she knew that they needed answers.

"Reader, please," Luz said softly, her tone full of remorse. "I'm sorry for everything I did. I know I took it too far and I should have respected your boundaries. I was just so afraid of losing you that I went crazy. I never meant to hurt you."

A wave of emotions crossed the reader's face as they took in everything Luz was saying. They had spent years trying to forget about the girl who had caused them so much hurt, but now, here she was, apologizing and trying to make amends. The reader didn't know what to say or how to feel in that moment, but deep down, they wanted to believe that Luz was sincere in her apologies.

"You should've told me that sooner," they finally said, their voice soft and raspy. "But I guess it's better late than never."

The reader's acceptance of Luz's apology was a moment of vindication for the girl, who had spent so many years regretting her actions. And while it might take time for her and the reader to rebuild trust, this was undoubtedly a step in the right direction.

Luz couldn't resist the urge to give the reader a hug, and this time, the reader willingly returned the gesture. The two stood there in silence, each enjoying the warm embrace, before the reader reluctantly pulled away. "I still need some time," the reader whispered. "But I want to try again."

Luz's eyes widened as she heard the reader's words, her hope growing with each passing second. "You're serious?" she asked, her tone full of joy.

The reader nodded, their expression serious yet hopeful. "But I need to know you've changed," they said. "That you've left the past behind and you're ready to move forward." They took a deep breath, gathering their courage before continuing. "I think we can make this work," they said gently, "but I need to know I can trust you. Can I trust you?"

[cornflakegetmilking]

Bittersweet Cravings

Warning: this fic contains possesion, alot of killing, oh also some saucy moments

Also this is a Jack x Sona fic plz don't shame me XD

Sauce Warning - Sauceless

Chapter 1: Importance Vs Desire

It was like any other day, the disturbing aura of the factory releasing heavy smoke in the middle of what seemed to be a lake or an ocean. It was running well like it always did with bakers of plenty running around doing their best to be quick but also precise with their job as any little imperfections could make their boss enraged. Ever since the incident of wishing star plenty have assumed on his death, however it wasn't the case, his return even struck fear onto others and made them more sure not to mess with the big man himself.

However after his journey it was clear he didn't have alot of bakers nor magic trinkets left in his factory, not like that was gonna stop him from anything. It was a mircale his factory even got any people to come and get hired from, maybe it was the good pay, maybe it was the bragging rights or maybe it was a death wish. That being said he had a small line forming in his trophy room which had a few new magical items in store, some say the trophy room was a way of intimidation and if it was it worked well.

"Little to no experience in baking and yet you thought you could just let your idiotic self step into MY factory?!" The large man yelled in frustration at the much smaller man before him. The man only shook in fear where he stood before trying to speak bravely.

"I-i just thought since you needed new bakers you would-" He wasn't even given time to finish his sentence as he was cut off immediately.

"I-i just thought-" Jack said mockingly before looking at him with frustration. "You think just because i need new bakers i would be DESPERATE enough to accept low lives like you?!"

He snarled before getting up from his seat and picking up the man effortlessly by his collar and throwing him out the room. He could've sworn he heard a few bones breaking, not like he could care.

"Take this man away! He's utterly useless to me!" He rubbed his eyes with his thumb and his middle finger as if he was starting to get a headache.

Not too far was a different person just outside the gates of the factory. Their hair was black with a few bronze highlights, eyes dark brown almost like the color of coffee. They stood there observing the large gate in front of them intimidated by the aura the factory gave. They swallowed the lump in their throat before looking down at the resume in their hands, they had been from bakery to bakery in their past but only for them to eventually resign. Why? Well it was because the owners of the bakeries never paid them well despite their full efforts. They sighed trying to gain the courage to open the gate only to stop as soon as the man from before came out limping making them once again intimidated.

"Maybe i should just go back to being underpaid..." they said to themselves as they started to turn around only to be called by a guard making them cringe a bit.

"Hey. What are you here for?" The guard asked looking at them with a stern expression.

There was no way they could back out now. Well there was but their anxiety wasn't letting them. They took a deep breathe trying to gain the courage to speak up.

"I'm here to see Jack Horner for a job interview..."

The guard only stared at them for a while as if in disbelief  but nodded and opened the gate for them. Finally they stepped in and started walking past the big door into the factory and now walking to the trophy room, with each step their body grew heavier and heavier. Inside their body was screaming for them to turn back while they could. But before you knew it they were knocking on the very doors to the trophy room. NOW there was no turning back.

"Oh what is it now?!" He yelled through the door clearly annoyed.

They frowned in fear by the tone of their voice.

"Im here for the Job interview Mr. Horner Sir!" They managed to say only to hear a groan in return.

"Another one of you idiots huh? Fine come in! You can't be worse than the previous one or else this time im throwing you out my window!" He sat on his chair as if he had his expectations low.

They could feel chills crawl down their spine as they touched on the door to push open. Their eyes couldnt help but linger around the room scanning on each trinket that laid on the shelves neatly, each of them dusted and/or polished at least he seemed to take care of his valuables. Finally their eyes looked forward now seeing how massive he actually was in person compared to their rather small body. They stood there absolutely nervous on failing the interview but also terrified that this is how they could die.

"Make it quick i don't have all day!" He puts his hand out as if asking for their resume.

They only nodded and handed over the piece of paper but not without taking a quick glance of their purple stained thumb, they'd be lying if they said it wasn't kind of cute. Jack glared at them before looking into their resume.

"Mutliple bakeries huh? What you thought those were too good for you?" He scoffed.

"No sir i just wanted more pay..." They decided to answer straight and quick as an attempt not to waste his time.

Which seemed to have amused him a bit as his face had softened a bit.

"Okay then tell me what makes you think I'll hire you so easily?" He stood up and walked towards them as if it was an attempt to intimidate them.

However for them it was less intimidating but more intriguing. They could feel their face heat up as they watched them tower over them.

"I have alot of experience with baking sir. If my resume isnt enough proof i am more than happy to prove myself physically." They seemed brave on the outside but inside they were screaming in absolute agony.

They knew if they were too brave they'll fuck up, but if they showed too much intimidation they'll also fuck up. Since if they showed too much bravery he would think they were cocky, but if they showed that they were overly intimidated he would think they were too pathetic for the job.

"Prove me huh? And what exactly should i do if you prove yourself to be useless like the rest of those who have failed to impress me?" He grinned as he kept looking down at them.

A small grin, that had to be a good sign right? There was no way they could screw this up now, not when it seemed like the opportunity was so close in their reach. They just had to grab it.

"I can handle whatever punishment i deserve for my mistakes sir..." They hoped that was what he wanted to hear.

Jack looked at them up and down before walking back to his desk to pull out a uniform from one of the drawer, placing the garments on the desk and sliding it forward.

"You're the least pathetic one out of the rest who decided to come in here... you start tomorrow. If the uniform doesnt fit make it fit i don't care!" He let out a small laugh before sitting down.

They perked in surprise and tried to hold in their excitement they immediately walked over to take the uniform while nodding in appreciation.

"Yes sir! Of course sir! I promise i won't dissapoint you!" They tried to hold in their smile.

"Yeah yeah! Just dont be late!" He glared at them only to notice their ears twitching in an odd manner making him slightly confused.

They only nodded again before walking out the door. Jack looked at the door still a bit confused by the ears movement but shrugged it off before looking back at the resume to read what their name was.

"Flakes huh? Well isn't that a stupid name!" He shook his head laughing before tossing the piece of paper aside.

Flakes walked home rather happy with themself, their heart still pounding from the adrenaline. They skipped home and set their uniform aside before letting out a tired sigh. The interview was enough to stress them out, the intimidation Jack gave with his big body, the terrifying glares, and the tone of his voice... and yet despite the intimidation they couldn't help but feeling something else there when they looked at him... They needed to let loose. With one more deep breathe they shook their body as they slowly transformed into an unidentifiable creature, fur in many places, large paws and feet with strange claws, fluffy ears and a fluffy tail to match with all that fur. They stretched their body a bit before laying on their couch. They had been a shapeshifter in disguise for as long as they could remember, ever since people started fearing their species and killing them. Unfortunately because of this they had been become much harder to find. Luckily for them it wasnt uncomfortable to shape shift and stay in a specific form for so long. That being said it didn't mean they dont miss their real form, they were soft and warm like this after all. Tomorrow was a big day so they needed all the rest they could get now, with that their eyes slowly drifted to sleep.

The next day finally arrived and Flakes was awaken at 6am by their instincts. It was rare for them to wake up late and today was no exception and luckily that was a good thing. They stretched their body before shaking their body to turn back into their human form before getting up to the kitchen to make quick breakfast. Bacon, egg and toast seemed good enough, it was quick to prep too. There honestly was no rush honestly since it was still awfully early in the morning they just wanted to make a good impression.

They took a shower once they finished eating and once they were out they put on the uniform they left on the table. Surprisingly it was a perfect fit, maybe a tad bit loose on the sleeves but it was almost perfect. They smiled admiring the uniform only now noticing how well made it actually was, they half expected it to be made of cheap fabric since Jack was the one giving them. But maybe the good quality uniform is a way of showing his position or maybe just so his bakers were a little bit comfortable? Who knows really. With one last glance they turned to their door and finally head out to the factory. Their heart was racing but unlike yesterday this time it didn't bother them too much. All they had to do was do a good job, it was clear from yesterday that Jack was pleased when you didn't waste his time and let him do most the talking. They sighed and finally reached the gates and to their surprise the guards let them in even in such an early time. They walked into the factory and clocked in, a part of them was curious if Jack was in the trophy room. But there was no way they should go check, they didnt have that much privilege to do so anyways. They looked around the factory to get used to their new surroundings, it was no surprise how everything was well sorted, from a pantry full of dry ingredients and another full of wet ingredients, a large fridge probably for cooling down the pie crust before putting any filling in them. They then looked at the open work tables and seeing a piece of paper they decides walk over to investigate. It was the Jack Horner pie recipe, guess he couldn't be bothered to hand it over himself. They only sighed and shrugged before finally starting their work. It wasn't hard to follow the recipe as it wasn't their first time making pies, hell it wasn't even their 10th, they were so focused on their work they didn't notice the eyes watching them work. Jack had stood there for a while observing them, and he didn't want to admit it but their work so far was actually pretty good, it showed that they did have experience with this sort of stuff. It wasn't long til he realized they haven't noticed him standing in front of them, which he didn't like one bit so they let out a cough to make their presence unnoticed. This however startled Flakes a bit causing them to jump, luckily they didn't drop their finished pie.

"O-oh Mr. Horner sir! I didn't notice you there!" They smiled nervously.

"I noticed..." He glared at them before looking down at the pie checking the crust, before putting his thumb out to stick into the pie and pull out a plum to taste.

Flakes couldnt help but watch in anticipation, their eyes gazing onto their large hands and thick fingers, his large figure to match his large ego, and as they watched him eat the plum out his thumb they couldn't help but go red. They were no longer watching in anticipation but now watching in what felt like desire.

"Chitter chitter!" They covered their mouth shutting themself up and holding in a mating call.

Luckily Jack didnt seem to notice.

"Hm... i must say it is in fact delicious. But don't be too flattered of yourself. It's still my family recipe... but you did a good job following it to a tea. Just keep it up and yada yada yada!" He scoffed unbothered to continue the sentence before walking off to his trophy room.

Flakes stood there with there with their face still red. They let out a sigh in relief before putting the ruined pie away.

"Can't believe i wanted to let out a mating call!" They facepalmed in humiliation before going back to work.

They couldnt afford to have any interests with anyone right now, it was important they focus on their career and safety first. But hopefully that was a one time thing and nothing more will happen between them. They're just a baker now working for their boss and nothing more... right?

To Be Continued

[trimisu]

Holding hands

Character/s: Diluc, Ayato, Thoma

Contain/s: spoilers from Diluc's lore, insecure in relationship at Ayato; Fluff

A/n: not only am i simping for Diluc and Thoma, I AM ALSO SIMPING FOR AYATO which i accidentally got carried away (ayato plz come home, stop giving me 3-4star weapons pls!!) I also apologize if any of the characters don't speak or act like that, tips and criticisms are accepted :D

Masterlist

>> Diluc Ragnvindr

Holding hands with Diluc makes you feel safe and protected.

After witnessing his father's death and losing the person who he once called his brother, he changed and built a shield around himself. Yet you, a mere stranger, is able to break down that shield and welcome him with loving and comforting arms. But, is he even worthy to love again?

He loves you, he really does! He even found it funny how a stoic man like him can be treated like a child in a matter of seconds once he crashes into your arms, but he's afraid — fears even — that he might lose another person dear to him.

This is why he vows to himself that he will surely protect you, vowed that he won't let the past repeat itself. Hilichurls, samachurls, even big and small slimes — Diluc knows you're a strong individual with or without a vision, but he will fight them for you.

And after defeating those monsters, he will gently place his hand on top of yours, caressing and giving it a light squeeze, telepathically telling you that everything is alright.

"Darling, are you hurt? Rest assured, I have already defeated those hilichurls," he said those words as he instantly grabs hold of your hands, placing his hand on top of yours as he gently caressed it, telling you that you are now safe.

You smiled at him, "thank you, love! But you don't have to do that, you know?"

He quietly chuckled, a small smile adorning his handsome face, "Yes, I know you are strong enough to handle them, but I would rather have you unharmed than have cuts and bruises while carrying a fire on your hair."

You giggled, "I appreciate the thought but," you dust off the remaining bits of rocks caused by the geo samachurl on the pyro user's hair, "I also rather have you unharmed than being covered by dust and getting drenched by a hydro slime."

>> Ayato Kamisato

The moment he holds your hands, you feel like he's telling you that you are perfect for him — that you two belong to each other.

When the rumor of the eldest son of the Kamisato clan has a partner, the nosy town folks began to theorize that you must be from a well-known and wealthy clan. Others would imagine what you look like, how beautiful you look, what kind of extravagant clothing you are wearing, while others, mostly the ladies, would feel heartbroken that they won't have a chance to be with the handsome Yashiro commissioner.

But when they found out that you are just an ordinary person like them with no name or wealth, another rumor began to stir. Did they climb onto Lord Ayato's bed and slept with him? Did they just date Lord Ayato not because they love him, but only for his wealth? Of course, this does not go unheard by you since not only did you hear those false gossip, but you can see and feel their nasty and disgusted glares towards you.

You love Ayato very dearly, and you know he knows that. You don't care about his wealth or how well-known he is. Yet, no matter how many times you tried to ignore them, it still hurts. Do you need to be born to a well-known, wealthy family just so that people can leave you alone? Is it wrong for an ordinary individual like you to fall for a man like Ayato? What if Ayato also thinks that you two aren't the perfect match?

Ayato is no stranger to these rumors for he, too, also heard them while going out on a stroll with you. For Ayato, he did not care about these fake rumors and learn how to ignore them, but when he looks at you, as observant as he is, Ayato notice how you clenched your jaw as you try to put up a straight face facade to make people believe you don't care. However, Ayato knows you well and how much this hurts and makes you a bit... Insecure.

This gentleman will hold your hand by loosely intertwined his fingers with yours while looking at you with affections as a smile graced upon his face. Maybe even giving you a small kiss at the back of your hand!

"Ayato, do you... Do you love me?"

"Of course I love you! Where is this coming from, my love?" Cocking his eyebrows, he shifts gaze from the beautiful scenery of Inazuma to yours as he watches you stumbling and struggling to form sentences, but he knows what made you ask that question.

"Were the gossips of those people bothering you lately?" You bit your inner bottom lip as you quietly do a small nod.

He sighed as his fingers began to intertwined with yours, "My love, no matter what gossips those people say about our relationship, please remember that my heart already belongs to you." He lifts up your hand to his lips to give it a small kiss as he looks at you with loving eyes, which made your heart flutter and your lips twitch into the smile he adore.

"You are everything that I could ask for, and I am already happy with that."

>> Thoma

You know that you chose and love the right man once he hold your hands.

Thoma is a hardworking — not to mention helpful — cheerful man, he loves his job and does it with great enthusiasm, which you admire that in him. When it comes to your relationship, he is loveable and sweet, he can also be fun to be with and never failed to make you happy.

Whether is just walking in the streets or having a picnic under one of the beautiful, breathtaking trees in Inazuma, they're always enjoyable! And knowing Thoma isn't from Inazuma originally, you always love the stories your partner tells you about his home city, from the Anemo archon to how the weather there is so gentle and nice, compared to Inazuma.

You, who became fascinated on what the other six nations are like ever since the Vision Hunt Decree, began to ramble on about what you found on the books and sometimes ask your partner questions about Mondstadt. Thoma would listen to you and smile at how your eyes sparkle and how your smile is wide and true when you talk about your recent findings about the seven nations.

You remember the time when he went into hiding. Thoma won't forget that day when you gave him a tight hug as you bawled your eyes out and spoke out your fears and worries when you saw the Raiden Shogun about to take his vision from the crowd. He would whisper comforting words to you as he gently rubbed your back and peppered your face when you calmed down. You don't know how long did it take for your tears to dry.

All of these moments, Thoma would always instinctively hold your hands by interlocking his fingers to yours in a relaxed manner. Like Ayato, he would also lift the back of your hand and give it a kiss!

"Babe?" Snapping back to reality, you see Thoma's concerned look as he handed the payment to the seller, "Is there something on my face? You've been staring at me for a while now," he chuckled.

"Are you perhaps charmed by my looks?"

"I'm just reminded why I am so lucky to have a lover like you."

You watched Thoma's face goes red, he began to hide his bashful smile with his hand before coughing a bit. Grabbing the grocery bag, he relaxingly interlocks his fingers with yours.

"Have I ever told you that I am also lucky to have a lover like you?" He says as he kissed the back of your hand, your heart jumps in glee when he looks at you full of adoration.

The moment was ruined when you heard the seller clearing his throat, "I would love to watch your sappy, romantic moment here, however," he points at the line behind you both, "I have other customers to attend to."

[koishua]

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hyung line reacting to you acting like you hate their kisses.

themes: fluff. vv light angst. and a shit ton of disgustingly cute kisses.

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[ 𖧧 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 ]

is 200% offended and maybe a teensy tiny bit hurt when you mockingly make a disgusted face after he places a peck on the corner of your lips

poor baby plz don't make him doubt himself he is the most precious ;-;

pls his large doe eyes would blink and his brows would raise and he'd look so puzzled

did you really not like it when he kisses you? did he do something to make you mad at him? WHAT WAS THE REASON

poor guy ;-; you were just teasing him but- ugh forget about this he is one of those people I cannot stand the thought of being emotionally hurt in some way fml

"what's wrong? are you mad at me?" he asks in the most genuine and wholesome way possible OML my heart-

and you break lmao you can't hold the act any longer

"omg ofc not i was just pulling your leg im so sorry i really love you and your kithes" ;-;-;-; and then you proceed to give him big smooch on his lips and he'd be so relieved xnkkdmsnd

mi corazon.

rest of the hyung line under the cut... !

[ 𖧧 𝐣𝐚𝐲 ]

you done did mess up with this one besties bc you did NOT just pull that on him. oh no you did not. no no no.

he strikes me as the type to get all pouty oml how cute

he is absolutely not going to let you get away scotch free and will make you feel so sorry for making his heart sink like that like?? what was your reason??

it's not intentionally tho lmao that's the entire point. like, he takes the joke well but then goes off to brood about it in his own corner around the house without even realising he is overthinking awwww 😭

mans wants you to think that he is all cool and suave and totally not shaken up by you rejecting his choice of physical affection, forehead kithes.

please go get him and kiss the crown of his head and make him know that you lub him so so much and it was all really just a joke and a shitty one at that ;-;

somehow is the man child #1 in this situation

[ 𖧧 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 ]

manhandles. just manhandles.

don't even try making him panic. he will absolutely turn the tables around and attack you with even more bc wdym you hate his lips 😩

don't lie to yourself, he will say. he can see right through you bahaha

bc he knows that you can never get enough of him and neither can he but we don't mention that hah

will raise a brow, challenging you and you'll fall silent most probably because he just has that... that look on his face ya know?

grabs you and makes sure you are contained so that he can cup your face with his large hands and then the rest is history lmfao good luck breathing for the next half an hour 💀

[ 𖧧 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 ]

petty af i just know it he will make you regret it in his own petty petty petty way hmph.

he's a cute kind of petty tho, so ig it's okay

really, the moment you wipe away your cheek, he'd be like

hold tf up something is fishy

no but my boy knows that you are addicted to his lips why would you push him away now? 🤨 that's weird.... that's suspicious.

and after that, he steps back and gives you a look that basically means that he knows that you know that he somehow knows about your plan and he is going to give you the petty silent treatment for the rest of the evening

good luck btw lmfao

he will expect some make-up kisses. only after you pepper his entire face with kithes will he break his silence smh

man child #2

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Reading update.

It has taken me months to give the candle and the flame a decent chance. It just wasn't the right time to read it. I highly recommend it. I will say some of what kept me out of it was constant terms I wasn't familiar with. There's a glossary and I didn't use it. I eventually taught my brain to just skip it. You don't need to know what kind of clothes, or prayers, or food, just move on. The minute that happened I was up and running and in love. It's such a wonderful cultural story and I can't even explain how much I would read a sequel or prequel or anything this author wrote set in this world. Djinn and magic and ghouls and mythology and love and compassion and women finding their voices, and beauty and horror and .. yes.

Frost fire I read in one day. I finished the first book mentioned and blazed thru this. It's a kids book. But it's really good. I would say it's perfect for like, middle school readers or advanced grade school. It's a neat world in ice and snow and magical entities and then the fire nation attacked. Not that they're called that. There's loss and growth. As an adult I would have liked there to be more. It was just so short. The possibilities just felt so limitless. But it was neatly contained and good. Great story.

I started the first rule of punk right after reading the frostfire book. It is about a girl struggling to balance her identity and being forced to move to a new place and give up the things she loves. Definitely more middle school again. But I loved it. I finished it the next day. There are zines that break up the story that add so much to it. It's a story about finding yourself and being yourself in a way that's unique to the struggles she faces as a latina/chicana and I just. It's so good. I love her desire to be punk like the ramones etc and fit into white punk culture being tempered by learning about Chicano punks and Posada and I just loved it. Okay? It's so good. It's fun it's sweet it's good. Plz read.

I picked up Hall of Mosses last night. Or this morning. I don't know. The book starts with a 29 year old woman who escaped a bad situation and is starting over. I thought this would be a really beautiful story about healing and finding peace. The back mentions trees talk to her and disaster is coming. I did not expect what happened and I'm going to spoil it. Because I fucking hated it. I don't know if I would hate it as much if it wasn't a pandemic. Let me say: it's well written, it's a quick read, took me a few hours. The characters are likeable but never get fleshed out and it's overall meh.

But basically mother Earth decides to kill everyone and destroy eveyrthing except 7 women and their chosen soul mates and whoever they can get to go into hiding with them in designed safe zones as she floods, quakes, explodes, and destroys the plague that is man kind bc she's over it.

Roscoe is the only person who seems to think this is fucked up and I'm with him. Only the faithful survive and it feels more like a horrible death cult situation written by a religious extremist vs a novel about finding yourself after horrible things.

I can't recommend this in any capacity. I really wanted it to be something else and I just felt increasingly more horrified as it went on. Only the faithful live. So if 1 person dies and the others worry they'll die too they get killed horribly. I'm not down guys. I'm just not. I thought it might be a twist where they realize how fucked up this is and stopped it but like. Nope. Fucking w o w. Just. Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh. I feel vile. The ending is like: look at how great it is that we're gonna kill everyone and start over! Yay! I finally found peace after all the bad things I lived thru! The forest DID save me. ...