#but why does it matter? ive always been alone

[forestpunkz]

Void posting

[probablynotsamantha]

Dammit heart why are you like this ik she's like the exact damn girl you would've thought up to be as attractive and friend as humanly possible to me but you still don't have to be this whiny about it.

[inkats]

is it autism or is it a symptom of previous longterm social isolation and lack of agency ?

[targaryenluvs]

— SOLIDIFY

pairings: luke castellan x daughter of poseidon!reader, percy jackson x sister!reader

summary: yourself and luke are navigating your new relationship. with the two of you being popular amongst the camp, eyes were on you always. some tended to wander to places reserved for the other.

warnings: creepy boy, protective luke & percy (yk the drill), arguments, fighting/violence, flirting, luke being a tease, cutesy patchups

a/n: this does kind of remind of a fic i already have so let’s just say i drew inspo 😋 also i’m a sucker of mean luke hehehe - kind of regretting making it into a series rather than one long fic

wordcount: 880 words

taglist: @songofthesuns @gayforyelena @taloulalila @honeydanny @7s3ven @sssi-nr @percabethtears @gr1mes-cc @2hiigh2cry @10ava01 @ahh-chickens @fangirl-swagg @anotherblackreader @midmourn @lovelyforesst @urfavpogue @lilacspider @mysteris-things @whoreyzontal @lunalixya @dangelnleif @wordsarelife

part i, part ii, part iii, part iv - finale out now!!

ii. solidify

you were luke’s, even if the guy infront of you didn’t know it. luke knew it, you knew it, and that’s all that mattered. luke definitely knew it, by the amount of times he’d kissed you all over, hands wandering—

besides the point.

but luke had composure, something he prided himself on. he was able to keep a pokerface when need be. and he really did need it. this boy was pushing his buttons, and seemingly trying to undo yours.

luke watched on for a bit, trying his hardest to keep up the smile on his face that everyone knew. thankfully, he didn’t need to step in this time. as annoying percy’s protectiveness over you waynhave been, it had its perks. such as percy being annoyed by the same things as luke.

“hey y/n, i’m feeling kind of tired. you mind walking me back to our cabin?” percy stood behind you as you turned his way, laughter from behind you caused a scowl to come over your face. “what’re you laughing at?” the boy crossed his arms, “the fact that this kid can’t walk alone.” percy’s fist was itching to connect with this guys face, but he knew you could handle it.

“this kid, is my brother. and if you have something else to say you sure as hell better be ready for someone to talk back.” you were eye to eye now, and you could see him practically shrink back into himself. “that’s what i thought.” the campers rung out in ‘oohs’ as you turned to guide percy away.

what you didnt anticipate was for him to fight back. “the hell do you think you’re doing?” his fingers clung onto your wrist, and that was more than enough for luke to punch him square in the jaw. but that wasn’t enough, with each leg over the boys waist he continued to raise his fist, over and over.

until eventually you managed to pry him off of the boy. but the damage was done, he was currently cradling his wrists and crying out, “he broke it!”

“you idiot. come on.” percy was in front of the two of you, deciding to say out of the way as you reprimanded him, “and again, i can handle myself just fine!”

“is it so wrong of me to want to protect you?” luke shouted as the two of you stopped in your tracks. “you’re my— best friend.” thankfully your back was facing percy, the smile on your face was wide. “i know, and i thank you for wanting to protect me. but i can fight my own battles luke. don’t do it again.” percy furrowed his eyebrows, “so can i.” you laughed, “no you can’t percy.”

once you’d settled percy in you walked luke to his empty cabin. luke’s smugness was irking you, “why are you so happy?” luke shrugged, “hurt him good, why wouldn’t it be happy?” you shoved him inside, your head was hurting from the whole encounter. “happy? you’re happy for hurting someone?” luke’s hands rested on either cheek, his eyes seemed darker than usual, “he hurt you, and i can’t let that happen.” you shook your head.

“seriously, what the hell was that?” you were so close to choking him, and not in a fun way. “what was what? me defending you? that guys hands were all over you, i broke them, he won’t be using them again. problem solved.” you walked him over to his bed before pushing him down. luke’s own hands were bruised, the moonlight seemed to dance over them, dried blood and shallow cuts. you inspected them with care, before grabbing a first aid kit.

“i’m not incompetent yknow? i can handle myself just fine. you undermined me out there, im a camp counsellor, i’m a leader. you made me look like i need saving!” he exhaled, whilst you wiped over his knuckles with wipes before walking away to throw the rubbish out. “i didn’t mean to, i just— i saw him. and his hands on you and i couldn’t just sit back.” you were situated between his legs, his hands came up to rest on your hips.

your hand tangled in his hair, thumb rubbing up and down as he rested his head against your stomach. “i know, i know. it’s sweet, that you want to protect me but you can’t treat me like a kid. i’m your—.” the silence between the two of you was comforting, never awkward.

“say it.” his voice was soft and sweet, almost desperate, he looked up at you and your own heart was threatening to leap out of your chest. just one look from luke was more than enough to send your head spiralling. “i’m your girlfriend, luke. and you’re my—.”

“boyfriend, your loving, loyal, extremely hot and amazing swordsmen of a boyfriend. and i’m pretty good in other areas too.” you hid your head in your hands, the heat in your cheeks was annoying you, “nah, i wanna see you.”

he managed to lift you up, despite your squeals of protest, and lay down with you on the bed, “i’ll protect you any day, anytime.” luke peppered your face with kisses as you begged him to stop, “never.”

you groaned, “god you’re cheesy luke!”

“only for you.”

[chrisevansonly]

𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: charles leclerc x female reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: life is too heavy to carry, thankfully your boyfriend will carry it with you

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: talks of mental health and suicidal thoughts, mentions of depression, heavy topics so please read at your own discretion

𝐚/𝐧: i’ll be honest this is self indulgent and i know i said i wasn’t writing but idk i feel so low and thought writing about how im feeling might help? ive struggled with mental illness my whole life so i find writing it out in a way i can enjoy helps…i hope it helps others that are in need of it too<3

Life is painful, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise, it’s dark and gloomy, heavy and hard to carry, life is painful. Okay well maybe not for everyone but for you it was, and it was draining, exhausting really trying to survive each day instead of living like everyone else. Truth be told you’d struggled with mental illness for as long as you can remember. In high school the suicidal thoughts came into play and you had fallen into a place no one deserved to fall.

You’d hear people tell you to smile, cheer up, get outside and take in the fresh air, but they don’t understand. They don’t get the internal pain one feels when they deal with depression and anxiety, unless you live it: you don’t get it.

So yes, life was painful but there was an ounce of sunshine in your life and it came in the form of Charles, your boyfriend of exactly three years. The man who broke through the storm to bring you blue skies and calm waters, the man who held you tightly as you cried for a break, aching for a moment of peace within yourself. Charles was a gift, you were sure of it: he was too.

“my love…?”

His voice was soft, delicate as it filtered through the dark bedroom, eyes filled with concern as he looked at you huddled under the blankets, almost willing them to swallow you whole

“hmm?”

It might not have been a word but Charles would take it

“can I get you anything? do you need something?”

The room fell silent again except for the sound of covers shifting, your head peaking over the duvet

“y-you please”

Hearing your voice break was enough for Charles to promptly move from his place in the doorway, lifting up the covers on his side of the bed before settling down and pulling you into his side, letting you virtually melt against him

“okay, okay i’m here, it’s okay amour..”

“it-it hurts”

“i know baby, i know it does…but it will only hurt for a little, i promise you.”

You wanted to believe him, you really did, but how many years would you have to suffer before it truly felt like you would never know how to feel okay.

“it’s hard to be here”

Now this caught Charles attention right away, having known your past with depression and even suicidal thoughts, he felt his blood run cold at the thought of you being anywhere than right here with him

“listen to me baby, i know it hurts, i know it’s hard, but i promise you i will help you find your sunshine, i will help you find your happiness”

He paused shifting to rest a hand on your cheek, his thumb swiping at a stray tear on your cheek

“i love you with everything in me, and i will do whatever i can to help you through this, if you need me to carry more of the weight, let me, if you need a shoulder to lean on more than usual, do it. you are my entire world baby, i won’t ever leave you out in the dark to take this on all on your own..”

Letting out a soft sniffle you looked up at him, always appreciating just how much love he held for you in his eyes alone

“why, i-i’m so sad a-all the time”

“because i love you. it doesn’t matter if your angry, happy, sad it’s part of you, i love all of you no matter what, and i am not going anywhere”

Charles leaned forward, pressing his lips to your forehead letting you have a minute to just digest everything he was saying

“pinky promise?” you asked softly, holding your pinky finger out which brought a soft smile to his face

“pinky promise baby, always.”

Nothing else needed to be said as you curled yourself further into his side, his arms only tightening on you, as if to keep you from slipping away from him. Charles knew words only helped so much, but he was willing to do whatever it took to bring you blue skies back. Even if it took days or weeks, even months, Charles was going to be right beside you, every step of the way.

Life might be painful, but you never had to go through it alone again.

[kumasakka]

idk if you guys are accepting rqs but ive been following since yall started so might as well shoot my shot 😹🤫

i am in desperate need of sugishita (windbre) x reader so may i request general dating hcs for a sugi x gn!reader who comes off as standoffish/cold but is really chatty when getting to know them??

THE PERSONALITY IS SELF INDULGENT BUT LIFES TOO SHORT and i wanna keep it vague sorry im rambling im nervous but thank you if you do!!! 💖💖

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. s.kyotaro x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. general dating headcanon with our underrated favorite character, sugishita kyotaro <3 boy deserves much more love guys .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~0.99k . IT'S A LOT .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff. lots of fluff I think. gn!reader. It's my first time writing headcanons and gender neutral reader ( gender doesn't get mentioned though ). but I tried my best, anon. expect to be a little disappointed. still hoping you'll enjoy this though !! spoiler - free. <3

　୨୧ How did you two meet? Well, good question.

　୨୧ But I imagine you both definitely met through Umemiya. Like there aren't any reasons why you two should talk to each other. You're a student from another high school of course, not in Furin like Sugishita and Umemiya is. How you met umemiya is a different story.

　୨୧ Umemiya needs to do a lot so the two of you can get more comfortable with each other as if he was the bridge between two quiet cities, he does it unconsciously although. If he wasn't there, you'd probably stare at each other before returning to your own matters. You seemed like a cold person in Sugishita's eyes and Sugishita seemed like he would easily burst when not around Umemiya.

　୨୧ At first you thought he was rather hostile towards you, not really fond with the idea of someone other next to Umemiya, someone who's not even from Furin. And whenever he parted his lips to tell to you something, you thought he would threaten you in some way so you'd leave his precious Umemiya alone. He of course noticed your wariness, deciding to leave you alone so you wouldn't feel more uncomfortable next to him.

　୨୧ Seems like you misunderstood his actions though, since the reason behind his actions was once again Umemiya. Only because Umemiya mentioned it would be nice if you two understood each other. Yeah now you felt bad.

　୨୧ After learning this fact, you decided you should take the first step and apologizing for the misunderstanding. Sugishita accepted and took the opportunity to get to know you better.

　୨୧ To be honest, the first few interactions were quite awkward as you both watered Umemiya's plants, not knowing how to start a conversation or have a small talk. And damn, small talks are weird—weird awkward. But after some time, you got more and more comfortable, starting to converse with him about random things and enjoying to yap about the last few days.

　୨୧ Sugishita remains quiet while listening to your rambles and even caring enough to reply your questions or suggestions. Ah, the cold persona faded and it turns out you were a real chatty person who could smile a lot around people you feel comfortable with. Even if he doesn't admit it, he feels a bit honored to be a person you can get comfortable with.

　୨୧ Yeah one day you started dating which surprised the most. You don't seem to fit each other and your personalities didn't match. Oh how wrong they were...

　୨୧ I would imagine that he takes the chance to pick you up from school from time to time while patrolling the town, also walking behind of the rest of the group so you both are alone and have your own peace, not noticing how the others always glance back to you with a curious gleam in their eyes.

　୨୧ Well, you either hang out on the rooftop of Furin, at yours or walk through the town. I promise you, even if you both walk pass a street hundreds of times, you both just don't care, still enjoying every bit and savoring every second.

　୨୧ Surprisingly, he also spends less time with Umemiya than before, rather using his free time to spend it with you and to listen to your daily rambles. Wow Umemiya did the work of an Angel and he is proud that the relationship works out for both of you, god he's so happy for you two.

　୨୧ Except him to beat the shit out of anyone who has ill intentions towards you, who glares at you, who speaks shit about you— the list goes on and on. Don't be surprised if he goes away for a sec, just to return with some bruises ( if that person managed to land a hit on him, that is ).

　୨୧ Loves, loves, loves, LOVES when you patch him up after a fight and when you fuss about him. It just shows how much you care about him. And he is silently savoring every second of it, also using this to get your affections and comfort. He is not a baby. But he secretly is ( only a bit though ). If you tell someone about this side of his other than Umemiya, expect him to be not fond of getting patched up by you anymore ( he still loves it ). He's just a bit sad that you "betrayed" him. It was supposed to his peace between you two. So please don't tell anyone. Please.

　୨୧ Imagine you get hurt infront of him. Yeah now the hell breaks out and his inner demon is showing. The dude who hurt you probably sleeps in the hospital for some weeks.

　୨୧ He would inwardly blame himself for getting you into his shit while staying by your side the whole time. If the accident was really bad that you're also in the hospital, he would ask Umemiya to skip school so he can stay beside you and Umemiya, knowing the kind of guy he is, allowed him to. At this point, he would quietly follow you everywhere around, making other patients wonder. If you need to pee, he would stand infront of the door of course.

　୨୧ Sugishita even spends two third of his time with you, not making the same mistake again and protects you from any danger. You know how proud he would if you can fight? You're so badass, is his only thought. Well there are a lot of other praises in his mind.

　୨୧ Girl, if you ever worry that he doesn't love you, because he doesn't show much affection, worry not. If there are times he puts you over Umemiya, be assured. And if he puts you over Umemiya all the time, you shouldn't even dare to worry. He even cares to listen to your stories and remembers what your favorite things are.

　୨୧ On your birthday, there will be a basket of your favorite things in his hand. Cause he LOVES you.

© 2024 kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

a/n's note — I HOPE HE ISN'T TOO OOC. by the way don't worry about rambling in your request <3 I'd love to listen.

[dollyface3]

this is part 2 of my logan one shot find the other parts on my page.♡

you sigh and finish off the remains of ur bottle you have been slowly drinking from and toss it into the bin, opening the fridge door to grab another. once u shut it and turn towards the doorway ur greeted with logan standing in the doorway making u jump as he was only sat down a second ago. he reaches towards u catching the bottle u were once holding before it hits the ground. "shit im sorry didn't mean to scare u sweetheart." you look at him angrily. "would u stop doing that? sneaking up on me, y'know its creepy me out how ur always right behind me at all times." you say sternly. he moves towards u making u move backwards till ur back is againt the fridge. "i creep you out?" he says softly only a inch or two away from you. you dont reply not knowing how to respond as he towers over you making u feel so small. "im sorry..." you mumble eventually bearly above a whisper. " speak up sweetheart, i cant hear u." he says grabbing ur chin making u look at him. you know he definitely did hear u, he could hear a pin drop in a rave but u humor him and repeat "im sorry... you just scared me, I didnt mean to lash out." his thumb sliding up and down the side of your jaw in praise as u do as he said. "good girl" he says in a low growl making ur stomach flip. after a second of eye contact he gently moves u to the side and grabs a beer from the fridge, slamming it shut and opens both our drinks handing it too me, brushing our hands againt eachother as he does so. he turns to leave the room as you sit up on the counter. "seriously why do u do that, do u not like me me?" you say making his stop in his tracks and turn back towards u moving towards u so slowly while looking at u making u feel like hes hunting u, like a wolf, so animalistic in his movements circling towards you till hes stood right infront of u, an interaction that seems like it takes minutes but in reality was probably only a few seconds the silence ringing in ur ears. are u scared? aroused? both? who knows the way he acts with u always make u feel like nothing but prey, something he been stalking, waiting to feast on the second he gets a moment alone with u. your thoughts are abruptly interpreted as his hands  clash with the table. his eyes glaring through u, nothing but the noise of the tv filling the room. "do what?" he asks. "erm the way u watch me, always- " you swallow down hard feeling intimidated "a-always appearing right behind me, its intimidating." you say gaining some confidence with ur words. his eyebrow raises with a small smirk. " your hardly one to talk, ive caught u watching me more times than i can count, but the reason i do it is because sweetheart, its hard to resist you, you walk around here in ur cute little skirts and with that sweet little face of yours and a man can only take so much. every time ur round here i cant help myself." he says, your not sure if the alcohol u can smell on his breath is whats giving him the confidence or he would have said this if had u asked but no matter what u feel ur face flush with a walm red making u break the eye contact. you feel his hands release from the counter and carefully touch the skin of ur thighs trailing the tips of his finger along the smooth skin. your brain feels fuzzy for a second not knowing what to do or what to say. "whats the matter darlin' , feeling a little flustered?" you shake your head at the comment trying to calm down a little, feeling ur underwear start to dampen with arousal. "no?" he questions moving right beside your ear his hands now running up and down the whole of ur thigh, his thumbs on the inside of ur thigh dragging themselves across of the sensitive skin.

[wszczebrzyszynie]

why did scar burn down the ranch in the space mining au? did he think jimmy had something to do with grian's disappearance?

In short: it was for revenge. He knew well Jimmy had nothing to do with anything that happened to Cub or Grian, but Tango did, and at that point in time Tango fully moved in with Jim. Scar just treated him like collateral damage. Cubs corruption (which was a consequence of both his and Tangos actions) happened at that time, and Grian disappeared (caught by Martyn) leaving Scar alone. And Scar doesnt really... handle being alone well

A very... long version is under the cut. And i do mean it, its long, but explains exactly why Scar burned down the ranch, with all the events leading up to it and with some Cub characterisation in it

Best way to start all of this is to say a bit about Cub in this au. Even though he and Scar arent related, theyre very... brotherly-like, as theyre both second generation vexes raised together. Except while Scar went into the very bootlicking job of official bounty hunting, Cub was always against everything govnerment related. Never an outright criminal, but always hanging out in these circles. He supported Scar to an extent while making sure Scar knows what he thinks about all of this. And also that, ultimately, he knows he can count on him if something goes wrong. Even if Cubs going to be annoying about it

Cub is smart. Cub has insane amounts of knowledge about an insane amounts of topics. So much so that he was able to (with help of Mumbo, i suppose) design a complete new type of mobility aid specifically made for Scars new crime job. He is also, to a fault, interested in space mining. Hes a bit younger than Tango, but was already an adult when sculk was discovered to be a dead, alien lifeform. And the thing about sculk is that its the most important discovery in modern human history that everyone wanted to know more about, Cub included. Its what truly started his... adventure, with space mining. Its what got him close to Tango in the first place

Cubs sculk corruption happened almost acidentially. Ive mentioned before that Jims ranch is on a planet in the middle of nowhere, which also happens to be a living sculk planet; sculk planets and moons arent common, but they exist (one of them being callisto) and are pretty well known, plus its possible to find sculk in smaller amounts on planets and asteroids that wouldnt be considered "sculk planets" (as in, sculk isnt the main thing to be found there). Living sculk planets on the other hand are so rare that theyre more of a theory than a real thing, at least at first*. While sculk found in most places is long dead, Jimmy, with correct tools, could have access to its living form. And this is how Tango gets a sculk sample as a gift for Cub; so small it fit in his pocket. So that Cub could continue his research on his own, without having to spend ungodly amounts of money. And Cub does so, and experiments with it, and reanimates it, leading to his infection. And, unlike what Tango experienced at callisto before it got blown up and Tango became a wanted terrorist, it actually felt good for him. Being a vex comes with so many health complications that having a parasite (especially one Cubs been fascinated about for so long) that completly dulls it is something he was okay with. Neither Scar or Tango agreed with him here, Tango knowing everything sculk does first hand, and both of them made the decision to save Cubs life, whether he likes it or not (Cub didnt exactly... believe that sculk could kill him). Sculk is sensitive to sound and light, thriving in dark, wet and quiet environments, and its extreme sensitivity to sound is what Tango learned while helping Zed. The exact logistics of it and timeline of events are not set yet (rip) but what matters is that Tango and Scar succeed, saving Cub, who goes unconcious for a while

Now that the backstory is over, the reason Scar burned the ranch down is because not only Tango got Cub infected in the first place, but also because he... broke Cub, in Scars eyes. Cub cannot forgive Tango for saving him because he doesnt believe he needed to he saved. He thinks that Tango acted out of self righteousness, setting back his research (needless to say Cub didnt exactly think straight while corrupted and after the coma, kind of like with his original sculk corruption durning the crossover). He holds similar feelings towards Scar; more complicated, sure, because he loves Scar, but he also believes that Scar hurt him and tore out something he needed to really feel alive. Scar cannot forgive him specifically because the corruption changed Cub and his relationship with him, and the fact that Grian, a vital part of Scars already small close support system, wasnt around, it made Scar act rasher and with more hate than he would normally. He didnt go there to burn it, exactly, as probably simple murder was on his mind, but he activated one of Tangos paranoia-filled security measures (...traps), one thing led to another, an explosion happened, and scar decided to burn it all to the ground. Like a normal person

For more info as to why Tango was living with Jimmy at that time, im sure i mentioned it somewhere here? Ill just add that to protect both of them and their home Tango trapped it. And like most of his traps, they backfired.

Put some old art here to better demonstrate what im talking about

* the funny thing about Jimmy here is that he tends to find sculk... a lot. The reason he had to move from one place to another time and time again is that all the mining sites he used to work on got either closed down or fired people en masse because of sculk; while mining sculk is extremely profitable, its also hard and requires a lot of special machinery, including mechs, which wouldnt be used for things like coal. And when he got divorced and stopped being a miner, he moves to a planet, breaks his helmet in an accident believing he would die, only to realise that the planet had breathable air all along because of sculk under the surface. This is the closest space mining gets to the canary curse because i dont really like the curse as it is now, but its so heavily mining related i had to tie it somehow in a way that would satisfy me. Very offtopic but i think i should mention it

[cursedvida]

SAD EYES, BROKEN SMILE IV (Buggy x F!Reader)

PART III HERE // PART V HERE

WARNINGS: NSFW minors DNI, little smut, Buggy being nasty, swearing.

A/N: Part 4 of this and finally some smut. hope you enjoy!

You still can't believe you kissed Buggy. It was not in your plans to be so direct. You have never been so emotionally exposed, but is also true that you have no experience in romantic matters. You haven't been attracted to anyone before, or at least not in that way. Buggy brings out your most primitive instincts and clouds your reason, it's something you can't avoid.

But actions have consequences and so does kissing your captain. Buggy still hasn't recovered from the shock. The last thing he expected from you was a confession followed by a kiss. Ever since you joined his crew he noticed how you didn't quite fit in. You didn't seem very excited about show business, nor did you seem to be up for the shows. He didn't quite understand why you were so eager to be part of his crew, but it didn't seem strange to him either: he is Buggy the Clown, he is famous not only in the East Blue but also in the Gran Line. Pirates fear him, Marines hate him. He is a genius of deception and persuasion, his fame precedes him enough to attract new challengers. You might not quite fit in but it made sense that you didn't want to leave.

He still wasn't sure whether to trust you or not. Your confession had left him totally baffled and that kiss directly disarmed him. He would never have imagined such a reaction from you, do you really like him the way you say you do or is it just a strategy? Buggy is a really suspicious person, especially when good things happen to him. He doesn't want to believe that you like him because he knows that, if he does, he'll probably end up being disappointed. There's no way a girl like you, who could have anyone, really has feelings for him. Although she'll never admit it, of course, because he's a renowned pirate and people should consider it an honor to have him around.

Nevertheless, he is unable to take his eyes off you. He watches you as you clean the deck of the ship, he follows your movements at mealtimes with his eyes. He is able to count how many times a day you yawn or make that bored face that characterizes you so much. The more he looks at you, the prettier you look to him and the harder it is for him to control himself.

You notice his gaze fixed on you, although you don't know why he watches you with such intensity. Sometimes you have the feeling that at any moment he will leave you stranded on the first island you see, that your days in that crew are numbered. You think he might be very angry, Buggy's character is fickle and unpredictable at times, if he has taken the kiss badly he won't hesitate to make you pay for it. He shouldn't see it as an offense either, you may not be the most exceptional woman in the world but he might see it as a compliment just the same.

You try to avoid it or pretend nothing happened. Yes, the best thing will be to pretend, as you have been doing so far. But he keeps looking at you, all the time, and you start to get nervous.

"Y/N, I have to talk to you" you hear him call after lunchtime.

You tense up at that moment, you feel all your muscles stiffen, as if you were preparing for a fight. You have a strange feeling in your stomach, as if you were nauseous. The walk to his cabin is the longest you've ever walked, and it's only a few meters. When you finally find yourselves alone, you realize that you are unable to look at him. You, who are used to always looking the enemy in the eye, suddenly shy away from Buggy almost instinctively. You realize that deep down you are dead embarrassed.

"Did you call me, Captain?" you ask rather sheepishly. This whole thing is starting to get on your nerves. You're not like that, you're not a softie, not a shy, insecure little girl, you're a ruthless killer with several dozen deaths behind you. You don't understand why he makes you feel so weak, but when he's near you your head stops obeying you.

"Why did you do that?"

No beating around the bush, straight to the point. Buggy didn't want to waste any time. When you finally manage to look at him, his eyes look distrustful and at the same time somewhat hurt.

"It was a strategy, wasn't it?" he insists "You think I didn't notice?"

"A strategy?"

"Yes, to see if I forgot about what happened a couple of days ago. You were trying to divert attention."

You raise your eyebrows in disbelief. Come on, don't fuck around, did the asshole really think you kissed him on the mouth as a confusion strategy? But is he really an asshole or did he fall out of the cradle at birth?

"But are you stupid or what's wrong with you?"

That response on your part, so aggressive, so angry, makes Buggy totally bewildered. In his mind, the only plausible explanation for a girl like you confessing and kissing him is that you are, in effect, trying to gain his trust so that he will forget the suspicious things about you. He doesn't understand why you seem so infuriated.

"I find it amazing that you brag so much about how wonderful you are when then you're not even capable of believing that a girl can like you" You blurt out to him, crossing your arms.

"I've liked hundreds of women, I'm Buggy the…"

"Yeah, I know, we all know that" you cut him off coldly "You pretend you're so full of yourself, but deep down you have very little confidence in yourself."

"Be careful what you say, sweetie, the consequences can be very bad."

"Is it that hard for you to accept that I like you?"

That question catches Buggy totally off guard. It pains him to admit it, but it really does. Of course he's aware that many women are attracted to him, but they're always passing flings, people he's barely seen for a couple of days. People who, in the end, don't know him. You've spent months with him, you've seen him fail on several occasions, it's clear that you're talented and may one day become a really strong pirate. Besides, you're gorgeous and you're hot, he really does find it hard to believe that this whole thing isn't a hoax.

"If you're not attracted to me that's fine" you tell him "we're both adults, I can handle rejection. But stop underestimating my feelings, that's cruel."

Buggy is silent for a few moments, something quite unbecoming of him. Then he looks at you, still in disbelief.

"So you were serious about yesterday?"

"Of course it was serious!" you exclaim, exasperated "I've been doing a lot of-"

But Buggy's mouth won't let you finish. When you want to realize, his lips are on yours and his tongue, agile and curious, tries to enter your mouth with desperation. It's the first time someone kisses you in such a passionate way, as if somehow trying to eat you whole, so it's a little hard for you to react to his momentum. You move your lips to match his and your tongues begin a contest of strength. Buggy's kiss is deep, tastes like salt and face paint. It has a metallic aftertaste that hooks you and its smell of gunpowder and sea manages to numb your senses. Just when you think you're about to lose your balance, a hand detached from his body grabs you around the waist, pulling you closer to him, so close that you are only a few millimeters apart.

You'd been fantasizing about something like this for a while, but your wettest dreams were nowhere near as exciting as the real thing. Having Buggy kissing you as if the world was going to end at that very moment makes your stomach shrink and your legs shake as if they were made of jelly. You've never felt so vulnerable around anyone before, but you don't hate the feeling, it makes you feel good for the first time.

You wrap your arms around his neck. You want more of him, you want to hold him closer. You need to cling to him with such desperation that the slightest almost imperceptible draft that can fit between the two of you hurts. He senses that need of yours and automatically pulls you tighter against his torso. His kisses are deep, wet and with a slight hint of anger that makes them intoxicating.

"Fuck" he exclaims, pulling away slightly for air.

You let out a small moan, something that makes Buggy smile.

"What's up, little girl, do you want more?"

Now it is you who kiss him. Buggy responds with momentum, placing his leg between yours. His hands begin to explore your body over your clothes. You've never let anyone go this far, but with him you just want more and more. When you notice one of his hands stop at your crotch you freeze.

"I'm actually really looking forward to you" he comments, whispering huskily in your ear as he begins to rub between his hand and the fabric of your pants "I've been wondering for some time what it must be like to have you in my bed"

"What a liar you are" You manage to say, almost in a whisper. You notice how the fabric of your underwear is getting wetter and wetter "When I came you didn't even know my name".

"You're right" he nods, giving you a couple of kisses on your neck while his fingers press your most sensitive parts "I just knew you were a pretty face. Little girl, you're like a chocolate candy."

He then attacks your neck, making you moan. He slowly pulls down your pants, now the only barrier he has are your panties.

"Fuck, little girl, your panties are so wet" his voice sounds husky and very excited "I've barely touched you and you're already like this? Fuck, what a delight."

"Buggy…" You sigh. It's the first time a man has managed to get his hand on you and the feelings you are now experiencing are totally new. The pleasure, the swelling, the wetness… You feel like you're going to explode, that you need more contact, more intensity. You move me a little to make friction between his hand and your most intimate part "Buggy, I love it."

"I'm going to eat you whole, princess."

Buggy then removes his glove with his mouth and it is at that moment that he slips his long fingers under your panties. You open your eyes as you feel the direct contact between his skin and your most intimate area.

"So wet just for me, this is a treasure" he murmurs, quite pleased.

At first he just slides one of his fingers all over your intimate area, making your skin crawl with goose bumps. You swore you wouldn't let anyone have you at their mercy, but you've totally surrendered to him and when he finally locates your clitoris, gently caressing it with your own natural lubrication, you can't help but let out a moan.

"That's it, little girl. Yeah, moan for me" He smiles, quite pleased.

"It's… God, please Buggy don't stop doing it" you ask him, almost beg, because the pleasure is enormous.

Buggy starts stroking you faster, now you feel like your whole body is on fire, with a kind of heat right in the center of your belly that intensifies every time his fingertips brush against your skin. You start moaning helplessly as he slides his tongue down your neck until it reaches your cleavage.

"Buggy…" You can barely say anything, just moan his name, but that seems to delight you.

"I'm going to make you mine completely, Y/N. I hope you know what you've done."

But just as Buggy is about to slip one of his fingers inside you, someone knocks loudly on his cabin door, completely breaking the mood. You both tense up, giving a little gasp. Buggy lets out a huge growl, looking really pissed off.

"But who the fuck is it now!" he shrieks, hands still shoved between your legs.

"Captain" Cabaji's voice is heard "We have a problem, there's a Navy ship nearby".

"Fuck" Buggy roars, he'd probably love to beat the shit out of Cabaji for interrupting him at a time like this, but the reasons have been more than justified.

He looks at you with an annoyed look on his face.

"We're not done yet" It's not an apology, it's a warning.

You smile at him.

"I hope so, Captain."

[avocado-writing]

hi!! ive.. gone and read so much of ur work in one sitting. its all so much to take in, IN A GOOD WAY, and i absolutely adore every single word

would u be so kind.. to bless my angst durge needs..

Durge Resist tav, was strong for all until the brain was finally defeated but now, with what she believed her only purpose/chance at redemption (brain), they can't help but feel utterly empty and,, unredeemed. They mourn all those they have robbed from this world, nameless, and countless numbers of people they robbed of the life that they were now being given the chance at living. Surely they don't deserve it(Is what they think..)

They are pathetically in love, and if they deserve anything, its to tell their special one just how much they are adored before casting themselves out of society (or taking their own life, if ur comfortable writing such things-)

Rolan, Dammon, Zevlor, maybe even Rugan if u write for that loser LMAO. just.. whoever u write for, its the tieflings i adore most ahegege

if this didnt make sense IM SORRY i havent slept in so long and sleep is not choosing me. i just crave angst, perhaps with a happy ending if u would indulge me so..!! thank u if u read this, so much!!

hi, I don't write fics about suicide, but here's the tiefling bachelors with a durge who's planning to disappear after the absolute is gone and giving them one final confession:

Dammon

senses something is wrong when you take him aside for a heart-to-heart.

it isn't that you avoid these sorts of moments per se, he just knows you only affirm your affections when something big is going to happen (you did it before you went off to fight the elder brain)

he holds your hand tightly, gets you to look him in the eye.

"I love you, no matter what, and I never want to be without you. tell me you'll be there when I wake up tomorrow. in our bed. swear it to me."

you can see the utter adoration he looks at you with, and you think: maybe you aren't so bad if a man like this can truly love you.

the next morning Dammon wakes up. you're not in bed next to him. he panics, getting to his feet - only to find you in the kitchen making breakfast.

he's never been so relieved. walks up behind you and wraps you in his arms. he loves you so dearly, and will keep on loving you until you believe yourself worthy of it.

Rolan

Rolan doesn't quite understand why you're having this great outburst, but chalks it down to emotions running high after the final battle.

says goodnight, kisses you, and heads off to his tower - he has a lot of admin to do after all.

the next morning he comes to meet you at the elfsong, only to be met with the realisation that you aren't there. he curses himself for not understanding why you were so melancholic last night.

he tracks you down. uses all of his resources to scry on you, grease palms with the money the tower has. he's up all night for weeks. Cal and Lia worry about him but he is determined.

and find you he does. manages to locate where you're hiding out, a little hamlet in the middle of nowhere. you burst into tears when you see him, and he just pulls you into his arms.

"come home with me."

you do, moving into his tower. and you never leave him again.

Zevlor

immediately knows something is wrong. takes you to a quiet place where the two of you can be alone and talk things out.

discusses how he feels like being a failure for breaking his oath -- but you always saw past that. saw the goodness in his soul. he wishes you would treat yourself with that kindness.

you begin to cry, softly at first, and then with sobs which wrack your whole body. he holds you ever so tightly.

"I love you. you are not who you were. you have strived to be better every day, fought against your own family, and always chosen a righteous path. you deserve to be happy. I'd want to make you happy, if you'd let me."

eventually your tears run dry and you look up into his face. his eyes are so sincere. he means every word.

when you kiss him, it's a promise: that you're with him for good. that whatever comes next, it will be faced together.

[divinelolita]

ugly giggling rn

why does every idea i have for u make me feel like ive alr sent this

ahem

imma get the number 4 along with a coca cola(the full mf band headcannons) with a male reader who's a baker and likes to bake for them bro

they prolly dont have sweet tooths(oh wait yes they do remember when they tried alat candy?) anyway an example is that maybe they're down and reader makes em smth like brownies(TRUST i made brownies about a month ago from my break up and it worked real well.) but still leaves em alone and lets em think(unless they want reader with them in there lap or smth AHEM tom)

of courseee like always add whatever whenever😔🤚🏾

LOVE YOUUU

BAND X BAKER READER

HII I LOVE YOU MORE 😍😍 last time i made brownies those bithces wre as hard as ROCKS like i literally slammed it onto the counter and it stayed in one piece..uh anyways

BILL:

・He loves anything you make

・He gets so happy when you give him a batch of brownies or cookies JKHEXBJJKEDX

・Can never hide his happiness when he receives something, hes always grinning ear to ear

・THE PRAISEEEEE

"Oh my god, M/N! You made this? It's looks so good holy shit-"

・ofc we made it tf 🤨

・He always asks you to eat with him, he likes being by your side!

・He has a huge ass sugar tooth, have you seen the way he acts around skittles? 😭😭

・If you ask him to help you (even if it's as small as something like mixing the batter) he gets so GIDDYYYYY

・Loves helping you in any way he can!!!

TOM:

・He'd try to hide how excited he is whenever you give him something.

・His love language is giving gifts so receiving gifts from YOU? oh my LORD he's so thrilled.

・Can't help but laugh whenever he sees a smudge of flour on your nose or shirt, yet doesn't tell you it's there.

・He thinks it's too cute to wipe off 😴

・Wrapping his arm around you as he takes a bite of whatever you've given him

・Telling you how good it is between every bite, rubbing his fingers up and down your sides.

"This is the best fucking thing I've tasted in my whole life.."

・If you ask to bake with him he cancels all of his plans crossing plans with you, immediately coming over.

・Slinging an arm around your shoulders as he reads the recipe, his head rested on the top of your head

GEORG:

・AHH FREE FOOD! 😍

・nah fr he loves the fact you can bake, he can't make a decent batch of cookies to save his life.

・Always shocked whenever he receives something, no matter how long you've been doing it

"Another cupcake?"

"Shut the fuck up and eat it."

・yes sir.

・He goes HAM on that shit he loves your baking.

・Actually refuses to buy baked goods anywhere else, unless it's an ABSOLUTE need.

・Asks BEGS you to sit down and eat with him, even if it just a small bite off the corner of a brownie

・Leaning against you as he eats it 😻😻

GUSTAV:

・OH MY GOD.

・Y'all r the perfect match. He loves cooking and you love baking 🫶🫶

・He's always looking forward to the next thing you make him

・Gets so happy even if it's something small like a macaron.

・If you try to cheer him up by baking something he gets so fucking HAPPY!!

"Oh..for me?"

"Of course! I know you've been down lately so..."

・He'd be SOBBINGGG later 🤞

・He's just so grateful he's dating you and that you actually gift him stuff KSHWDXBBKH

[sanjisblackasswife]

okay i want your opinion: how do you think would sanji know that he fell in love for real? and zoro? i think zoro wouldn't know until someone tell him

How Sanji & Zoro Know They Fell in Love

Edit: yeah this will be considered a drabble💀

Its pathetic how much ive thought about this

Im going to give a half assed answer because im half sleep rn while working

So first off I genuinely believe how he acted towards Viola is like the closest we ever got to how he’d probably act if he were in a relationship.

And i also I think Sanji would not fully acknowledge his stronger feeling to said person until he catches his change of demeanor. Because i think he knows in the back of his mind that he does has a DEEP LOVE for women, but he isnt IN love with any of them yk? He may have thought he was with a couple women (hell i can even add Nami possibly) but those feelings subsided when he found a new woman in his path.

I believe a fine example on how he’d probably truly fall in love w a woman would be having a deep late night conversation. Mind u him and said person would have been probably friends for a cool minute, they know each other by this point. And in this conversation there is No lustful gazes, no blood, just like raw one on one time. She’s maintaining eye contact, she is patient with him as he speaks, etcetc

I do also think it would be a new feeling for him and that girl would intimidate him in a way he is more cautious with his actions around her. And im not going to say Sanji will stop bleeding and go on to have his fits with other women no but i do think when he is around the girl it’s like a switch hits.

Basically the mf turns into Mr. Prince and its hot🧍🏾‍♀️

I also believe he would ask her out eventually but it would take some mental preparation and reassurance somehow that she feels the same feelings because he has been rejected by many women but this one he just couldnt bare.

Now as for Booty Hunter Zoro..

Denial.

Denial

Denial

Absolute denial

He does not want to believe it. He cannot believe it and he wont.

Doesnt matter how much he thinks about u, is subconsciously near u, how he always have a strong urge to pull you to the side just to be alone with you. He will give every excuse in the book before he admits he is in love.

He finds no use for it, he would use excuses like “Love would slow me down” or some bs like that. But then after a few years he begins to get frustrated because now he may be wrong. He may just be wrong about not being in love

The warm feeling he has when he is in ur presence

The way how he remembers the small things about you

The way how even when he gets lost he will always happen to FIND YOU

He even picks up some of ur mannerisms and HE HATES IT SM. He may even act colder towards u for it. He doesnt mean it he is just confused on these new emotions he has never experienced and the poor idiot dont know how to express his feelings all that well so if you ask about why he has been avoiding u he will get defensive.

It doesnt diminish his feelings for u tho u just have to take ur time with him, approach him, talk to him. And if u happen to put two and two together and call him out of his BS he maybe JUST MAYBEEEE be willing to open himself up to a chance of being in love

Idk tho.🧍🏾‍♀️

Half assed answer but i hope u understand what i was trynna say

[walnutofthedead]

Can u do Yandere! Mikoto reacting to Gn! Reader leaving/escaping him and he find them later.

The Seven Stages of Grief - Yandere!Kayano Mikoto / GN! Reader

// Of course! I’m about a year late, but i hope you still can enjoy, anon! and hopefully ive also gotten a bit better at writing lmao

Content warnings: Reference to suicide, breaking and entering.

Kayano Mikoto is a normal guy. There’s nothing special about him whatsoever. He’s got a regular job, a regular home, a regular life, and a regular, loving partner.

Well… that last one may not be entirely true. However, ignorance is bliss for Mikoto. It’s the giddy excitement he feels every time he returns home to you. It’s the way he feels as if he’s on cloud nine at the mere thought of you. He’s a simple man, really. Easy to earn the trust of, so long as he cares for you. He allowed you all the freedom you could ever want, granted that you stayed with him.

So, why was it that you left him? He provided you with everything he could. He gave you the world, and yet you still managed to slip out from between his tired fingers. Had it been the lack of quality time..? He tried to spend time with you, he really did. Every waking moment that he wasn’t working himself to the brittle bone at the design firm he spent with you. *Fawning* over you.

So, imagine his surprise when he returns home from work one day, expecting to see his lovely partner there waiting for him, only to find you gone. Gone, gone, gone.

Shock.

Why? He couldn’t comprehend it. Days went by where he was too shell-shocked to do anything. Life seemed unreal. Like everything he did wasn’t truly him. Like he was simply a spectator, watching himself try to act as if nothing had happened. His stomach perpetually twisted into knots, heart hardly able to maintain its steady beat that had gone on for you alone. He’d find himself constantly forgetting what he was doing, his mind having wandered to you. Trying to process it. You couldn’t have left him. You wouldn’t. You had no reason to.

Denial.

You must just be hiding from him, waiting for him to find you, he reasons through the thick fog of twisted, loving delusion muddling his mind. Everyday, he calls out your name as he arrives home. He scours his apartment, practically turning the place inside out in hopes of just a sign of you. Maybe someone took you. Someone took you or you got lost. Because surely, you wouldn’t ever leave the one who loves you so just as he does. He’s convinced himself of this fact.

He’s put posters up of you, offering any amount of money to anyone who brings you back to him. After all, he’s gone through so much to ensure that everyone knows you two are happily together. Mikoto even ends up filing a missing persons report. And of course, people try and help him. Who wouldn’t help poor, sweet, kind, Mikoto whose lover has gone missing? He’ll do anything. Give any sum of money, material, whatever. He wouldn’t be above killing if it meant he could have you back.

Bargaining.

He’s lost it. He’s desperate. He *needs* you back. He’s gone to anyone who he knows has any connection to you at all, offered them everything he can give if they can even provide so much as a hint as to your whereabouts. And, no matter who he asks, he always ends up the with the same tight feeling in his chest. A seething rage. At them for not knowing, or at you for leaving..? He can’t tell.

Anger.

An uncontrollable urge to hurt someone. Hit something. To reach a hand to his chest and tear the skin apart, caving in on himself as he screams at the top of his anguished lungs. He’s gotten.. noticeably more aggressive, according to his coworkers. His boss as well has even shown a rare sense of concern for him and his wellbeing. Or maybe he was just being a hindrance. A hindrance that was still too valuable to permanently let go of. Regardless, he was put on paid leave for emotional health. Not that he got any say in the matter. Upon arriving home that day, time seemed to flash by. One moment he was opening the door, tired stare blankly caressing the air of the apartment in which you once resided. The next, he was standing at the opposite wall, panting as wet tears burned his eyes and a hot sense of pain scraped his hand that was now in the wall. What was the wall. He’d need to get that hole fixed. So if you returned, you wouldn’t have to deal with it.

…

Who was he kidding? You weren’t coming back. If you did, you’d certainly turn your nose up at the pathetic excuse for a man he had become.

Depression.

Life has become a repetitive nightmare of mundanity. It was dull. Fruitless, gray. Simply getting out of bed and doing basic things such as eating and drinking had become such a chore. He’d simply stare at the ceiling, lying in bed and wasting away as his thoughts did nothing but yearn for your presence.

Was there even a point to continuing to live his life if you weren’t in it?

He’s cut all contact either anyone at this point. Several had noticed his absence and grown concerned. The once friendly, kind-hearted man had become an unreachable, miserable lump of flesh. They’d knock on his door, try to check up on him, even leave him care packages at times. He’d like to say he appreciated it, but they did nothing to fill the world-breaking void your absence has left within.

He desperately needed something. Anything. Whatever it would take to stop this horrible empty feeling.

Testing.

He actually did try to find someone to replace you. Deep down, he knew nobody would ever have him as enraptured as you, as absolutely enamored and giddy with love. He went online. He went out. He sat through countless dates, yet his mind only ever wandered back to you.

He couldn’t take it. Really. He’d had enough. Nothing could soothe the horrible, perpetual aching.

He was done. Done with everyone, done with you, done with life itself. As he moped at home, he saw something. It was a piece of clothing that he had hung up. One he had designed specially for you and had made in hopes of someday seeing you in it. Of seeing you appreciate him and his work.

He couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t live without you. Mikoto found himself shakily walking to the kitchen, staring longingly at the sharpened blade of one of his knives. It wouldn’t be so bad if he were to give up, would it?

Ding!

His phone loudly blared in his ear, drawing his attention momentarily to the blinding light of the screen. It was a text. He sighed and turned back to the blade. Wait, did he see a mention of your name? He hurriedly grabbed his phone, his full attention now on the device.

A friend had messaged him. They saw you out in public.

He just about threw his phone. This was the first time in months he had responded to a message so quickly.

Where? He needed to know.

Upon attaining that information, he threw on a sweater and rushed over, nearly crashing his bike on the way with how the rush of giddy excitement he felt clouded his mind.

Finally, he got there.

A gasp escaped his lips. From a distance, he got a glimpse of the face of his beloved. Was it truly real? He dismounted his bike, stealthily making his way to you. It might just be the hardest thing he’s ever done in his life, not running at you and wrapping his arms around you right then and there. He stared at you in awe, as if you were some sort of angel sent from the heavens. A blessing. His blessing. He stayed there until you left. Followed you when you made your way home.

…

How long had it been, a week? Probably around that long. He did nothing but follow and watch you. He relearned your daily routines. When you were alone. When you weren’t.

On the seventh day, he made his decision.

It was a dark, moonless night. You had just happened to leave your window open. He’d waited too long. He couldn’t handle it anymore.

Before Mikoto knew it, he was in your room. His arms were around you, jolting you awake from your slumber. Finally, he had you back. And he wasn’t ever going to let you go again.

Acceptance.

[glitterguts13]

Ok do you fw actual baby hcs bc ive been thinking about genshin men nursing their babies for the first time eueue.,,,and how they'd react if their baby struggles to latch, is fussy etc etc

YESS I'm in the mood for some family fluff!

Mondstadt

Albedo Thinks he has it all figured out. He's read all the books, in theory, it isn't hard at all. The baby will latch as long as he holds them correctly and gives them time...but he's got a stubborn baby that doesn't want to breastfeed at all. It takes him a few very stressful days to figure it out, and he's exhausted.

Bennett His milk never came in properly, so it was bottle-feeding all the way. A part of him feels guilty he wasn't able to feed them "properly" but he knows in the end, food is food, no matter the source.

Diluc Doesn't have much trouble at all. The baby latches quickly, with very little fuss. The only real issue is how often they want to eat. Diluc has a chunky little kiddo who's always ravenous. They want to feed nearly every twenty minutes, and poor Diluc is tired.

Kaeya The first few attempts were a struggle, but gets the hang of it pretty fast. His biggest issue is how sore his breasts are. He considers swapping to bottle feeding, but when he looks down and sees his precious little one suckling away, he can't bring himself to stop.

Mika Holds them close and takes his time. They latch quickly, chubby little hands grasping his fingers. Mika is certain he's never seen a sight more prefect and takes a mental note to never let this image fade.

Razor No issues, he gets them to feed quickly, and has no shame feeding them anywhere (not that he should have any) but people in Mondstadt aren't used to seeing someone take their shirt of fully and nurse their child.

Venti Fussy, fussy baby. They cry and whine and he knows they're hungry, but they just don't want to latch...jokes maybe he should try some wine in a bottle.

Liyue

Baizhu Doesn't struggle with feeding, but does have issues keeping his milk supply up. His body just can't seem to produce it fast enough, and much to his despair, he is forced to swap to bottle feeding. However, Baizhu will always treasure those few breastfeeding sessions.

Chongyun Another fussy baby, and he's totally lost as to what to do. He knows they have to eat, why won't they?? Worried sick his little one is going to starve before a midwife offers him some advice, and quickly gets his infant suckling.

Gaming It's a blissful moment after a long labor. The other child-bearing people in his family come to his aid, offering advice and helping him through the first feeding. Luckily, his baby latches easily, and he's able to rock them gently, enjoying their first real moment of bonding.

Xiao Running off pure instinct and adrenaline. He's never held a baby before, let alone have any clue how to feed them. However, his baby is keen on eating and suckles the moment he brings them to his breast.

Xingqiu Bratty baby, he calls them affectionately, as they wail away. They always seem to want more, and he worries he won't be able to keep up with the demand.

Zhongli Even with his wisdom, sometimes, he still finds himself baffled. Countless times he's witnessed mothers feeding their offspring, but his...just doesn't want to suckle. Eventually, he's forced to seek out help from a local midwife, and is relieved when his baby finally feeds properly.

Inazuma Arataki Itto Oni babies are big and hungry, not even fifteen minutes in this world and they are screaming, demanding to feed. Luck for them, Itto has an overabundance of milk, and is thrilled to watch them eat so hungrily.

Ayato A pit forms in his stomach the first time he tries to feed his baby. They fuss, refusing to latch, and all he can think of is how badly he wishes his mother was there to teach him.

Gorou Two nipples and 4 pups make for a struggle. The poor thing is constantly rotating the pups around to make sure each one gets equal milk, it's far more stressful than it is calming. Heaven forbid he mixes them up and feeds one twice while one goes hungry-

Kazuha Zero issues. A very calm, happy baby that latches each time with no struggle. Kazuha will happily sit with them as long as they need, humming or telling them tales of the past and lost friends.

Heizou Thrilled to be able to breastfeed, and is so happy to be able to share such a special moment with his little one.

Thoma Chooses to bottle feed for the sole purpose of needing to sleep. His work requires him to be awake early, and being able to share the feedings with others helps him greatly. Sumeru

AlHaitham Much like him, his baby is stubborn. It's an instant power struggle because AlHaitham isn't going to give up, but his baby just doesn't want to latch. Even with the guidance of a nurse, he still finds himself struggling the first few months.

Cyno Is so relieved when his aching breasts are finally offered some relief. Of course, the nurses are not amused with his "Milk bar" jokes.

Kaveh After a very difficult birth, Kaveh is grateful to have time for just him and his baby. They suckle without any issue, and he weeps with joy at the sight of them. The only thing that could make the moment better would be having his mother there...

Sethos Fussy baby who cries loud enough to wake the desert. It takes Sethos days to get it under control and he feels guilty he wasn't able to feed them properly right away.

Tighnari Same as Gorou, juggling a litter of pups isn't easy. Thankfully, his all look very different, so it's just a matter of keeping up with the demand. At all hours he's got a baby latched to his breast, and all his shirts are stained with milk.

Fontain

Freminet Struggles to keep his tears under control. Watching the little life he fought so hard to protect partaking in their first meal is surreal. He never wants the moment to end, and makes sure to take lots of pictures.

Lyney Struggles at first, but quickly gets it under control. Twins, one at each breast, there isn't a part of him that would trade this moment for the world.

Neuvillette It pours in Fontain for a week. Nothing he does works, and eventually the midwife has to suggest he try bottle feeding instead. For the health of his child, he does, but Neu mourns not being able to share that special connection.

Wrio Opts for bottle feeding so Sigewinne can help with feedings while he's busy with work. Doesn't regret it all, and is thankful for the extra help while trying to keep the prison under control.

Fatui

Dottore Doesn't even consider it an option. Bottle feeding is the only way he'll feed them.

Capitano Only breastfeed a few times before swapping to bottle feeding. It just isn't feasible for him to constantly be running back and forth, because duty comes first.

Pantalone Exhausted, but snaps at anyone who suggests bottle feeding. Busy schedule or not, he won't allow anyone else to feed his precious little one. These are moments for them, and no one else.

Pierro Is far too busy running the Fatui, and hands off his baby to a small group of nanny's he's hired. Perhaps, in another life he would have given them more time, but it simply isn't an option for him.

Tartaglia Doesn't have any issue, and wouldn't consider anything else. He watched his mother feed his siblings, and he's proud to be able to do the same for his own child. It's a special feeling, one he's never known before or since.

Wanderer Finds out quickly his body isn't capable of producing milk, and frantically requests a bottle. Nahida is nearby, and aids him, taking note of how...heartbroken he seemed to be.

[ddlcbrainrot]

Alright, I need to speak to SOMEONE with more of a vast understanding of characterization than me and considering well you can piece it together why I'm saying this to you specifically there's just a little bit of signs that point to you liking DDLC I dunno Anyhow but I got into ddlc about a month ago? I think I don't really remember, could've been a month and a half but from what I've seen, the wiser fandom belief is that Monika in no way feels any real romantic attraction to the player, and is just feeling like they are due to their desire and need to be real or that she's faking her attraction but, that doesn't exactly make sense to me, yknow? because in partial matters, the reason she starts doing what she does in the events of ddlc is because she wasn't given a romance route, so that points to her, in fact, craving romantic attention but being guarded off by the fact that the game literally doesn't have a route for her so even if by the end of the game she doesn't hold that sentiment, she did start it all because she wanted to be loved which by the end of the game? I still don't think it's just a masked desire to be real, sure, that can be present, but I don't think it's the singular thing that's on her mind and whilst the idea of her love being just the desire to be real, does make a lot of sense to be honest I really don't like it being the only thing, yknow? because to her at least, she does love the player, and I don't think the desire to be real would make sense for her actions after you delete her because post deletion she does outwardly reset everything so that you can be happy with the literature club and that doesn't make sense to me if she's just craving to be real, yknow? it can be a combo of wanting to be real and loving the player, but just wanting to be real alone doesn't explain why she chooses to set back the literature club and as well as the post-deletion-full-deletion I feel like people see her as being way more emotionally distant than she is I mean, place yourself as the only "real" one in a scenario, unable to achieve what could be your only lifeline to be real you'd do the same, right? but when she deletes the club it's because of Sayori getting admin permissions due to being head of the club, and Monika seeing herself doing all she did, going again deleting the club out of a mercy because, fairly, there's no happy endings in it I think that's it I write out alot, so yknow but yeah! those are all my thoughts seeya!

i feel like calling my takes "a more vast understanding of characterisation" gives them wayyy more credit than they should lol

in my experience, the fandom is kind of split between "monika did not love the player at all" and "monika did everything for the player and no other reason". which seems to be kind of a pattern when it comes to monika's character, shes either a complete monster or she did nothing wrong, she either loves the player or doesn't, she either cares deeply for the girls or she never cared at all. shes kind of always either one end of the spectrum or the other. and personally i think trying to fit her in such black and white categories really limit what you can do with her character.

my take on the whole "does monika actually love the player?" is yeah she definitely thinks she does, and maybe she does truly as well, but also it's way more complicated.

anyway, ive spent a lot of time questioning if monika's love for the player is real and the conclusion ive reached is that i don't think I'll ever be 100% sure if its not or if it is, simply because i dont think monika herself knows. she definitely truly believes its love, the main question is can we take her belief of it at face value?

Actually @beddhead-red and I had a convo about this a whileee back in the comments of this post so id suggest looking through that as well if you want a more detailed response

[mmmooorriii]

on my nerves [kaeya, genshin impact]

enchanting, you were. always the talk of the town, the one who dazzled under the sun. no matter what you do, it was graceful. whether it be as simple as shopping in the markets, or whether it be tearing down opponents triple your size, in everything you do, you shone.

that's what made dear, captain kaeya despise you. you were always so elegant, it displeases him.

"i, myself, cannot fathom how arrogant they are." he would say to a nearby knight as you walked through the halls of the headquarters, chin up and posture straight. ignoring the overt stink eye captain kaeya would give you. you never knew why he had disliked you, for it is proper that anyone shall do what they do while looking their best. he probably does not care for how his clothes are fashioned—judging by the horrendous fur piece sat atop his shoulders, he really must not care.

the quiet—on your half atleast—arguments that happen between the both of you is considered quite humorous by the other knights. the scowls you both share and the silent competitions that occur whenever on field, your colleagues find it extremely amusing.

captain kaeya and you, both, do not feel the same, however.

you have endured every tease, every comment, every rock or stick thrown at your way, you had put up with grace, and patience. you resisted, and calmed yourself multiple times, resisting the urge to just slice the poor captain down in half. albeit all the urges, you held and kept to yourself. up until now.

you had just finished your field work and was fatigued from the lack of help, due to the uprising numbers of hilichurls and treasure hoarders that the knights have been trying to get rid of.

kaeya spotted you holding onto the walls of the hall, a smirk finding its way to his face. "lazing about? that's quite unprofessional of you." he laughed mockingly, standing infront of you with his arms crossed.

you didn't know what happened but something snapped within you, a fire igniting as it was doused with the fuel you've been storing somewhere. without missing a beat, your palm met his cheek, slapping the smug grin off his face.

"i have been working all day, fighting hoardes alone, without relief or back-up. you have no right to say that to me while you sit in the confines of your office. i will not sit back and let you disrespect me anymore, sir kaeya."

kaeya scoffed, half shocked, half pained. his hand reached to rub his jaw, mouth agape.

"who knew you had it in you?" he squinted, an amused smile evident on his lips. you almost rolled your eyes, standing upright and smoothing down your clothes.

"ive always had it in me, you just irk me." you say, turning around to walk away. heart pounding in your chest as you balled your fists beside you, leaving a bewildered kaeya behind you.

he must admit, he liked the way you treated him just now. pink tinged his cheeks as he hid a smile behind his gloved hand.

a/n: *cough* masochist kaeya *cough* anwww... its been too long (A LITERAL YEAR AND EIGHT MONTHS) since i last wrote uhm... but im back! i guess 😭 love y'all! - mori :*