#can't i play all my muses for forever and ever

[jimingyue]

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🖋️ meowful-musings Follow

🕊️ birdwatching Follow

what's wrong with dry food??? my humans feed me it all the time and i think it's fine

💀 elusivehider-deactivated948204

op wheres the natural feeding option

🌲 outdoorsy Follow

you guys are getting fed?

#im a barn cat so maybe im missing something here #meowtthew don't look

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☀️ pawsitive-affurmations Follow

ITS OKAY TO BE A MOGGIE

ITS OKAY TO BE A MOGGIE

YOU ARE NOT LESS VALID IF YOU ARE NOT A SPECIFIC PEDIGREE!!!!!

☀️ pawsitive-affurmations Follow

extra special shout out to cats who have "common" coat colors. grey tabbies and black cats i am rubbing against your head affectionately <3

🪤 m0usetrap01 Follow

as a grey tabby i really needed to hear this :"3

#i feel like i never see positivity posts for moggies even tho we're the most common type of cat....

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🎵 rage-against-the-meowchine Follow

i cant believe there are cats ACTUALLY advocating for kittens to be separated from their mothers before 12 weeks??? kittens still need to learn how to interact with other cats before being placed into their furever home omg you guys know you're advocating for undersocialized and aggressive cats right

❤️ loving-paws284 Follow

um op some of us??? matured early??????? i was separated from my mother at 7 weeks and i turned out fine... interesting how you assume that kittens being separated from their mothers at a younger age will lead to the degeneracy of the next generation...hmm i wonder where i've heard that before...

🐈 fluffy-the-cat Follow

OP got bit too hard during a play-fight as a kitten and it shows XD

🐟 tunafeesh Follow

also op have you ever considered that just because somecat is kind of scared and unable to deal with strange cats or humans, it doesn't mean they don't deserve to be adopted?? you sound like a vet psyop honestly

🎵 rage-against-the-meowchine Follow

oh meow god saying that kittens should be fully weaned before leaving their mother is NOT veterinarian rhetoric and i never said that they deserve to be euthanized!!! my mother literally died when i was 3 weeks old and it seriously messed up my development so stop putting words in my mouth, thanks

anyway friendly reminder that underweaned kittens are prone to illness and often struggle with basic cat behaviors like litterbox usage, and in some nyavinces it's even considered kitten abuse

#discourse #cant believe "kitten abuse is bad" is controversial now

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🍃 naturalliving Follow

BORN TO DIE

WORLD IS A FUCK

猫神 Kill Em All 1989

I am trash cat

410,757,864,530 DEAD BIRDS

#outdoorliving #outdoorcats please interact #outdoorcat friendly

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🎣 salmonpurina Follow

can't believe cats are uncritically reblogging that born to die world is a fuck post. i know it's funny but op is literally an outdoor cat truther

#like cmon now you just have to go to their blog #lulu speaks

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💀 tabbystripes-deactivated098712

gentle reminder that pushing cups off the table is not cute and can cause a lot of distress in your human!!!! gentle reminder that our teeth and claws can easily hurt them more than they can hurt us!!!!

🐰 evil-tabbystripes Follow

evil reminder that the cup should always be pushed off the table. evil reminder that you should always bite and claw at your human no matter what. you can do whatever you want forever

💀 tabbystripes-deactivated098712

make your own pawst

💀 laser-point-deactivated8574721

umm i know a tomcat who did that and his human ended up putting him down so...

👬🏻 nyasunaruenjoyer Follow

Nyaverage shelter cat behavior

#not nyaruto #re-nyab #pickles shut up

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🌈 nyaoi-warrior Follow

saw two male cats sleeping together on the porch today. homeow behavior imo

💡 discourse-meows Follow

hey um what the fuck??? it's really not okay of you to go assuming other cat's sexualities, especially cats you don't even know???? as a queer cat i'm VERYY uncomfortable. real-ass cats didn't consent to your nyaoi fetish, thanks

🌈 nyaoi-warrior Follow

1. i was making. a joak

2. i'm literally gay???

#literally what's your pawblem

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🎩 amazingcatshow12 Follow

reblog if you've ever caught the laser pointer

🎩 amazingcatshow12 Follow

i know you fuckers are lying

🍭 gaykittens Follow

this tom hasn't caught the laser pointer

🎩 amazingcatshow12 Follow

shut the heull up

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🐾 b-e-a-n-t-o-e-s Follow

grey toebeans >>>>>>>>> pink toebeans and don't let the haters make you believe otherwise

🐁 ladymouser Follow

op shut the fuck up ALL toebeans are beautiful!!! just bc you're miserable and insecure doesn't mean you can bring others down based on things they can't control

🐾 b-e-a-n-t-o-e-s Follow

oh so the cat-human separationist wants to preach to us

[miupow]

beeeestie i am a new follower aaaand im just in love w ur blog 😩❤️

plllllsssss talk about husband!skz, i just cant go to sleep without this on mind 😫😫😫

you can include nsfw if you are comfortable with

˗ˏˋ ★ ― HUSBAND!STRAY KIDS HEADCANONS .ᐟ

╰┈⪼ ot8 x fem!reader ✦ fluff + smut , NSFW minors do not interact !

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 。。。public sex , unprotected sex , creampies , breeding kink , marking , public sex , spanking , bondage , dom/sub dynamics , brat tamer minho , sex toys , shibari , oral (f. rec) , squirting , voice kink , oral (m. rec) mention , orgasm control , pet play sort of

notes from lia。ouuu husbant. my favorite genre of skz.. hehe thank u for the follow!! i hope u enjoy this.. it makes me so happy to hear that u love my blog ^^

SFW :

husband!bangchan who acts like he's your sugar daddy on top of being your husband. you could ask for the entire nation of korea and he'd try his best to give it to you. anything you want and more, it doesn't matter the price; chan just loves spoiling his baby girl. designer bags and jewelry, pretty clothes and expensive dinners... you don't even have to ask.

husband!minho who loves to cook with you, even though he acts like he doesn't. when he's complaining about you being in his way and making snide remarks about your culinary skills, it's out of endearment instead of actual irritation. he just finds it so funny when you throw your own retorts back at him, pouting in that way he adores so much <3 he just loves riling you up

husband!changbin who loves to work out with you! he sees it as a bonding activity, something for the two of you to do together to spend time with eachother. he helps you with all of your stretches, you spot eachother when you need to, exchanging kisses inbetween sets <3 holding his feet while he does sit ups, kissing u every time he comes up hehe

husband!hyunjin who views you as his greatest muse. his favorite subject to draw or paint is your pretty face, your smile his favorite to photograph. he shows you some of it, but most he keeps for himself-- for his eyes only, to admire when he's away on tour and he misses you.

husband!jisung who has an endless amount of inside jokes with you from all of your years together, showing up in gag gifts and one-liners that make you double over in laughter. ji loves to make you laugh, it’s his favorite sound in the entire world <3 he’s always doing something silly in hopes that you’ll give him a pretty giggle, smile and roll your eyes, make his heart skip a beat in his chest ~

husband!felix who treats you like a princess, maybe even a queen— he all but worships the ground you walk on, forever gushing about how beautiful and amazing his wife is <3 the honeymoon phase never ends with him, you’re still as disgustingly in love with each other as you were when you first started dating. he calls you all sorts of sappy pet names, giving you kisses everywhere he can reach, always needing to be touching you even if it’s just holding your hand

husband!seungmin who still acts like a tsundere even when you’ve been married for years lol. he complains about you being lazy but he’ll never let you lift a finger, he groans about you being needy when he’s the one always reaching for you and demanding ur attention >< you love him just the way he is, and he loves you more than he’ll ever care to admit. it’s so obvious that he adores you cos he’s always looking at you when he thinks you aren’t paying attention, eyes lit up like you hung the stars yourself <3

husband!jeongin who wants to spend absolutely every moment he can by your side, and he hates being away from you for any reason. a perfect day for him would be glued to your hip, from when you wake up to when you go to sleep, his favorite person and his partner in crime, his ride or die… he’d take you with him on tour if he could, but he’ll settle for being on facetime 24/7 while he’s away lol

NSFW :

husband!bangchan who can't wait to start a family <3 he figures that now you're married, it's only natural to start trying for a baby... fucks you hard and fills you up every night, fully intent on getting your belly all swollen with his babies… so much cum it’s spilling out of your hole down your hickey-marked thighs, chan pushing it back inside with his thick fingers talking about making sure it takes…

husband!minho who will put you back in your place when you’re being bratty. he will not tolerate his wife having an attitude with him!! he’ll put you over his lap and make you count in an instant, or tie you up and torture you with your favorite vibrator for hours, and he won’t stop until you’re crying and begging for his forgiveness <3 he doesn’t care if you’re out in public or out with friends, he’s whispering threats in your ear, and if you still don’t stop he’ll grab you by the wrist and drag you back home.

husband!changbin who can't help but find your workout wear incredibly sexy, the way your leggings hug your ass and curves, the way ur sports bra pushes up ur tits.. and he knows you find him sexy too, in his tank top and gym shorts, sweaty muscles all out on display.... he's drooling over you while you're drooling over him, and you can both only take so much... its not uncommon for the two of you to end up fucking in the gym showers or in the locker rooms, sometimes even getting touchy in the weight room if it's empty!! changbin slapping and gripping on your ass cos he can't stop himself from touching anymore, and you grind back onto his crotch to feel his erection... his fat dick splitting you open in the showers, his thick buff arms holding you up against the cold shower wall with your legs apart..

husband!hyunjin who loves to tie you up, more than any of the other boys. it’s like an art form to him and he takes it very seriously, buying expensive rope in pretty colors, taking immaculate care of it.. he loves to take pictures of his work, the intricate knots that bind you in place or suspend you from the ceiling— you look so beautiful like that to him, his perfect tied up angel for him to admire and destroy <3

husband!jisung who is an absolute pussy fiend… he could spend all day with his face buried between your legs, talented tongue making you cum over and over again until you squirt hehe <3 he’s not satisfied until his entire face is drenched with ur arousal, dripping slick from his nose and chin, and then he wants to fuck you until you can’t walk ! and you better believe he’s going in raw, because why would he wear a condom when his ring is on your finger? you better be careful, because jisung wants to fuck every day and every night… you wouldn’t mind if you got pregnant, would you? because he definitely wouldn’t

husband!felix who thinks it’s so cute that you find his voice so hot. all he has to do is whisper some dirty words in your ear and you’re blushing and squirming like a virgin… he just can’t help but do it all of the time. deep aussie accent mumbling about how he’s going to ruin your pussy when you get home, or about how hard and needy he is for you to take care of him <3 his hand on your thigh dangerously close to where you need him most… he loves to rile you up until you can’t take any more, till you snap <3

husband!seungmin who loves his wife submissive and needy <3 he won’t let you touch yourself without his permission, just because he loves to listen to you beg, so desperate and dependent on him … he’s trained you to be a perfect pup for him, down to the collar he likes to have you wear. you’d do anything to hear him say “good girl”, wouldn’t you?

husband!jeongin who loves to fuck in public !! getting head in the park, balls deep in your pussy in a bathroom stall, fucking under a blanket in the dorm living room, loud movie covering up your sounds. the riskiness of it gets him so hot, the idea of getting caught slutting you out in a dressing room, closet, break room… maybe it’s because he’s so possessive, that nasty freaky part of him relishing the idea of showing off to others how you belong to him… and he loves watching you stumble around with cum dripping down your legs from under your skirt, disheveled and redfaced desperate to hide what you and your husband were just up to…

[yutasbellybuttonpiercing]

#1 – I hate you

kinktober 2024 — #1

pairing: park wonbin x reader

au/genre: pure filthy smut without much plot, college!au, non-idol!au, popular!wonbin

word count: 1525 words

warnings: lying to your only friend Anton 😔, hate fuck (everyone just has a big fat ego problem), backshots, hair pulling, choking, reader is addressed as a girl, finger sucking (???), manhandling, slight overstimulation, a shimmer of fluffy feelings (but they do not get vocalized, not really), nicknames of both praising and degrading nature, dirty talk, unprotected sex (DON’T YOU DARE!), a tiny bit of cum play…?

a/n: kinktober day one yippie! this gem has been sitting in my files since forever… I was thinking about making this longer, but I kinda like it like this! enjoy! <3

taglist: @rjreins @meowniee @deezbin @ant-onie @ablackbtsstan @gacktsa

College parties. Some love them, some hate them. For you, it's all about who's attending – or rather: if he's attending.

Park Wonbin. God, even thinking of his name makes your blood boil. He is a player, basically, and he's absolutely full of himself, or so you’re convinced. He thinks he's better than everyone else, prettier and more popular… which he is. He's always surrounded by a group of people telling him just how great he is, and he always sports that smug smirk that makes you want to dart over and shove him face first into a sewer. He’s just so hot…

“Why are you staring at Wonbin?” Anton asks casually, as if he hasn’t just dropped the most dangerous question of the night. Anton is your one close friend that you've met in your economics class, and you can't believe he's just asked you that.

“Because he sucks!” You retort defensively, as if that would excuse your shameless stare down with the back of Wonbin’s head.

"I don't get what you don't like about him," Anton pushes, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall, his voice almost too soft to reach your ears over the bass booming through the room. "He seems nice."

“Everything. He’s the embodiment, the epitome of a full of himself rich kid with good genetics,“ you say much too quickly, and it just confuses Anton more.

“Has he ever done anything to you?“ He counters, not letting this go. He certainly thinks you’re being unreasonable. 

You halt, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks, “w-well, n-not in this life, not yet!“ You reply hastily, now too flustered to go back to staring holes into Wonbin’s perfectly v-shaped backside. “It's just that his pure existence gets me so mad that I can't stand being in the same room as him.

"He's infuriating. Just look at him. God, he is obnoxious," you exaggerate before stepping away. You don't have to ruin your night by staring at the way his pearly white teeth sit so aggravatingly perfect in his mouth, or so you tell yourself… 

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"Ah, pretty girl, and you're still coming back for more..." Wonbin muses from behind you. You don't even have to look back at him to know he's sporting that smirk that you hate so much.

"Just shut up and fuck me."

And he doesn't need to be told twice. Just as you asked, he pushes in, burying his length inside you entirely. He doesn't give you time to adjust because he knows you don't want him to, and instead sets a brutal pace from the beginning. His hips crash into yours, his grip on your hips is surely going to leave bruises that will remind you of this shameful encounter for the next week or so. Just like every time, you try holding back your moans. You're giving him enough satisfaction by letting him fuck you, he doesn't need to get his ego inflated by knowing how fucking good he's making you feel. Although, you fail as soon as one of his hands leaves your hip to grip your hair instead, pulling you back. The all too familiar sting in your scalp makes you clench around him, a choked whine leaving your throat as he forces you to arch your back. He knows what he's doing when he holds onto the roots of your hair instead, hand just atop of your head as he pulls harshly while his tip pleasantly abuses your sweet spot. 

"You love this, don't you, doll face?" He teases, as if he's not feeling the way you clench around him, as if he's not able to see how your wetness starts dripping down your thighs. 

"D-don't talk," you bring out, and he lets go of your hair, the wave of relief after the stinging pain fueling the knot forming inside you. You can't give him the satisfaction of cumming this early again, so you try moving away from the pleasure, but he is quick to wrap a hand around your throat.

"Ohhh no, you're going to take it like the good girl you are," he says and the amusement is evident in his voice. You whine as his hand leaves your throat alone again, your upper body falling onto the mattress in exhaustion. His movements never falter as he pushes you to lay down on your stomach for him. This way, he has better access to push two of his digits into your mouth. Automatically you begin sucking on them, swirling your tongue around them as you whine pathetically.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Wonbin groans, fingers pushing down on your tongue, "you're clenching around me so hard, pretty. What, are you gonna cum already?"

"Yes," you admit quietly.

"What? Sorry, couldn't hear you with your mouth full like this."

"Yes! Fuck," you cry out, although it's still muffled by his fingers. He seems satisfied, angling his hips slightly different to hit that exact spot that makes you feel him all the way up in your stomach with how deep he is. 

A few more thrusts and he sends you crashing over the edge, walls clamping down on his cock like there’s no tomorrow. Yet, he is not finished with you; he pulls out and manhandles you onto your back, immediately pushing your legs as far up as they go against your chest, and pushes back in in one swift motion, groaning deeply at the feeling.

Your head feels cloudy from your orgasm, and you have to really concentrate on actively hating him right now because, honestly? With the way his grown out black hair softly sticks to his glowing, sweaty skin, his plush lips are parted as he lets out sighs of deep pleasure ignited by no one but you, and the subtle yet undeniable scrunch of his brows, you’d fall in love with him right now if you didn’t remind yourself that you’re supposed to hate his guts… for whatever reason.

“That’s it… you’re a little slut, aren’t you? Claiming to hate me, yet you let me do this to you…” he grunts breathlessly, pushing his cock in to the very hilt, watching intensely as it disappears between your folds repeatedly.

“Sh-shit… I do hate you-,” you cut yourself off by moaning involuntarily as he presses the pad of his thumb against your clit, “don’t act so cocky, you- fuck… you love this.”

He glances up into your eyes, a mischievous smirk on his lips despite his eyes being glossy from pleasure, “I never denied that, princess. I never said I hated you. I’m just fucking you like I hate you because that’s what seems to get you off the most.”

“Fuck you,” you retort, attempting to glare at him, but he looks so pretty, and whatever he’s doing in between your legs makes your toes curl and your eyes roll back. 

“I know no one’s ever fucked you better,” he states, completely ignoring your words, “that’s why you keep crawling back like the needy little slut that you are… you say you hate me, but you’d go crazy without this dick.”

"You're so- f-full of yourself," you point out weakly, pushing your hips towards him for an even better angle.

At that, he chuckles, "you're the one full of me right now..."

"Sh-shut-," but instead of finishing your sentence you cry out in pure pleasure as he rams his dick right into your sweet spot, rubbing his thumb into your clit with such precision it makes you see actual stars. 

"Cum on this dick again, I know you want to," Wonbin urges, his own breathing heavy as he nears the finish line as well.

"I hate you, fuck- I fucking-," you moan pathetically, body tensing up as your high quickly approaches. Wonbin delivers a few more hard thrusts before sending you off into a mind-blowing orgasm that leaves you shivering and panting.

Your walls clamping down on him trigger his climax as well, and just in time, he pulls out, painting the clenching mess between your legs with his hot cum, a choked groan on his lips. He twitches and shivers as he brushes his tip through the sticky substances that mixes with your juices, earning a few whimpers from you as he rubs it over your oversensitive clit. 

“That’s it…” he mumbles, eyes trained on where you were connected just seconds prior, “that’s my good girl…”

And even in your hazy mind, the word catches on.

My…?

© 2024 YUTASBELLYBUTTONPIERCING all rights reserved — please DO NOT translate, take, nor repost any of my works.

[neonacity]

ARCANE : INIZIO | CH.8 | NCT DREAM X READER

Summary: When human deviants granted with the abilities of the legendary Arcana cards find themselves racing against devious forces, they are left to make a choice that might change the fate of the world itself: be the victims of the game, or become the masters of it themselves.

But will this war end with a crowned hero?

Or will it just create another mad villain?

*****

Note: This is the second book of Arcane. The happenings in this story is a prequel to the first installment which you can check in my Masterlist.

Pairings: Dream 00’ Line + Mark x Reader

Trigger Warnings/Themes: romance, violence, torture, trauma, poly dynamics, suggestive themes, language, psychological, mystery, sci-fi. The concept of the tarot or Arcana cards will be loosely used throughout the series. This is a work of fiction, and the boys are just my muses. I do not post anywhere else but here on Tumblr.

© neonacity, 2024

CHAPTER SONG: Anywhere | Evanescence

Index of characters and lore: (x)

Previously > CH. 1 | CH.2 | CH.3 | CH.4 | CH.5 | CH.6 | CH.7

****

Cold fingers ghosted over your skin, teasing you to slowly wake from your slumber. His touch was gentle as they traced your spine but the roughness of his calouses made you shiver and melt even more against his touch. Jeno felt it and moved his head a little to brush his lips against your forehead. You sighed, the action warming his bare collarbones with your breath.

"Are you awake?"

"No..."

You felt him slightly smile against your hair. You didn't want to open your eyes, afraid that the moment you do, he will pull away from you again. It's been so long since you had him close like this, so open and raw, and you are willing to put in the line anything just so you could live off of this moment for as long as you can.

"Look at me..."

"Jen, it's past midnight. You can leave before daybreak. I don't think anyone will care at all—"

"Run away with me."

You froze in his arms. Slowly, you pulled away to look at him, wondering for a moment if you heard his words well and clear. He looked too beautiful in the shadows of your room to be saying lies he didn't mean. Desperately, you tried to look for a hint in his eyes of guilt, but instead he only met your gaze with an openness that made your throat catch.

"What...?"

Jeno slightly turned towards you and raised a hand to cradle your cheek. His thumb made gentle strokes on your lips for comfort.

"Run away with me. Let's leave everything behind and start somewhere. Anywhere."

You were speechless. Unconsciously, you held back his hand to stop him from distracting you with his touch. He let you do it, but the look he gave you did nothing to soften his determination.

"Jeno, we can't leave the family. You know that. We're both—"

"Masters of a system that we both didn't want nor wished for," he said, cutting you off before you could even finish the words he's heard from you countless of times. "Don't you see? We've always had a choice. Being born into this doesn't mean you have to carry this burden forever."

He sounded so vulnerable yet so held back in that moment that you just knew he had been thinking about this for so long. Is this why he had been avoiding you since you went back to Rosewood?

"Our lives has been set for us the moment the Arcanas chose us as their masters. To have these powers mean we have a role to play. All of us do," you answered back in a tone that almost sounded as if you were begging. You can't help it. Never in your life have you ever considered this, the freedom he is talking about.

"And I choose a life with YOU," he shot back as he finally pulled away from you to stand up from the bed. You sat up as well, your heart dropping at the distance he put between the two of you. The desperation and frustration in his voice was like a slap on raw skin. You watched as he paced and ran his hand through his hair, a gesture that told you it was costing him his everything to say these things now.

"You say there is a war coming, but you don't have to fight it. None of us do. Your father has always given you a choice to run away from this, but you've held back thinking you need to pay a debt you didn't even make in the first place," he paused, before finally facing you again.

"I've made my choice. And I only have ever wanted you."

Silence rang in the wake of his words. You looked at him lost, and he did the same but with an intensity you have never seen in him before. There are only a couple of things in your cursed life that you have always been sure of. One, that tragedy is in your horizon, no matter how much you try to run away from it.

Two, you want Jeno.

Just as desperately, foolishly, and madly he wants you.

Your gaze finally lowered as you let your thoughts consume you whole. Jeno, seeing that as a clear refusal, sadly softened his shoulders in defeat. He looked away and stepped back.

"Forget it."

"We leave at dawn."

This time, it was his turn to freeze. He looked back at you, stunned and silent. You met him head on, your gaze clear and also determined for the first time in years.

"Let's leave together... I want you. I'm not running away again."

*******

Betrayal has a distinct taste.

It’s metallic and sharp, like the bite of blood sitting at the back of your throat that you can never seem to wash.

It also has a distinct smell. One of burnt embers, tossing in the hearth as they melt into smoke.

Betrayal has a distinct color. Oftentimes, it comes in shades of blood and rust. But sometimes, it can also be of flowers…

Trying to cover the bite of poison under their deceiving bright colors.

The man standing in front of the dying fire tried his best to ignore the curve of the deep red lips that smiled at him from the shadows. He wanted nothing more but to get his current business in this cursed room done and over with, but the devil of a woman sitting across him seems to find joy from seeing him internally suffer.

He guessed her reaction was warranted if he were in her position.

Miyoung Lee, renowned doctor and scientist, and one half of Cypher—the leading research institute in this part of the world—was about to unlock what no other academic has done before. Access to powers way beyond the mundane world that govern the aether and the ether… and maybe even the ability to control them.

All because of him. Particularly, what he is about to do.

Junho Lee, a renowned member of the secret Arcana Family, born and destined to protect the celestial forces that were lent to chosen human descendants would probably be the last person anyone would suspect to betray the clan. As a direct son and current head of the main Lee branch, he holds pride in his roots. Before him, his ancestors have made history as Arcana masters themselves. And while he had not been granted the same powers as them, he is about to make his own mark by being the father of one yet to be the greatest of them all.

“Tomorrow, yes?”

“At the break of dawn.”

“And you can confirm that he has no suspicions? At all?”

Junho paused for a moment, watching the fire lick a turning ember on the hearth. The Headmaster of Rosewood Academy is a keen man and a powerful one, but he is also a person with unwavering trust in his circle. Unfortunately for him, he decided to put it on Junho. And now they both have to pay a fair price for it.

“He has none. I made sure the trail is clear.”

The slight creaking of a chair followed by the dull thud of heels against mahogany made him brace. It took him everything he had so as not to flinch at the feeling of long sharp nails running up his shoulders, before tapping the lapel of his coat almost mockingly.

“Good. I have trust in your word, Mr. Lee. After all, you know what it will cost you if you betray me.”

This time, he couldn’t stop himself from stiffly turning at the woman, his eyes cold as steel. Miyoung smiled back with the look of a feral goddess.

“You will not hurt my son.”

“I shall not hurt him if you keep your word. That is the arrangement.”

He balled his fists under the cover of his pockets at the way she said it so smoothly, as if she was talking about the weather rather than the fate of a whole secret society and the individual lives that make it. The first time Junho met the woman, he knew from the start that she was a different kind of evil. But then again, are they really much different? He who has chosen this path for the sake of revenge and glory?

“And the girl too. Don’t forget about her,” he replied. Miyoung took a step back and gave a wave of her hand as if it was just an afterthought she couldn’t care less about.

“Yes, of course. I do not understand the need to save a plain human but I have not forgotten.”

He took that as a signal to leave. He never particularly liked these clandestine meetings and he also didn’t need a reason to be suspected by anyone. Turning towards the door, he barely gave the woman a look as he passed her.

“Keep your word, and you might have the world.”

*******

You might as well have gone mad.

Yes. There is no doubt that you have finally lost your mind the moment you slipped out of the shadowy hallway, your eyes having long adjusted into the darkness by now. In front of you, Jeno’s back looked strong and determined as he led the way, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for anything and anyone. Even as he moved to guide you, he kept his hand locked with yours as you both traced the steps leading to your escape.

Escape. A heavy word to describe what you two are about to do, but a fitting one nonetheless. The irony, however, lies in the fact that you are not running away from anyone. Your father would be more than happy if you step away from this life and you doubt any of the others will try to hold you back. No, what you are escaping from is your own self. Your identity as a member of the Family and the life you've thought you'll have to see through until your very last breath. Jeno is doing the same, both of you deciding to leave behind parts of yourself that have been bound to your souls since the very beginning.

Yes, after today, you will no longer be IL Matto, and he, La Morte. You will live your life as normal people, and that will be more than enough.

“Are you sure you don’t want to do anything else before we leave?” Jeno spoke in a whisper and you noted how a slight flash of guilt took his gaze. “Maybe write a letter to your father?”

You hesitated briefly, and you knew Jeno felt it with the way he ran his thumb over your hand. A letter is a good idea… at least a word that can let your father know of your decision. However, the thought of doing something so actively as to say goodbye is already choking you up, as if it would make your actions all the more real. So instead, you slightly shook your head and motioned for him to continue walking.

“The sun will be up in less than an hour. We should go…”

He didn’t question you anymore, his answer coming in a gentle squeeze of your hand. The skies beyond the wide windows running through the hallways are already starting to stain with the faintest golden red and you both continued on, silent in agreement and purpose.

It was in the last hallway, just before you could both breakthrough the back exit of the academy that Jeno suddenly paused. Peering from around his back, you saw darker shadows moving against the darkness, as if the source of it sensed your presence.

“Keep back,” he whispered against you as another dark figure lengthened in front of him. He had called on his arcana to act as your shield.

“Jeno…”

“Jeno?”

You both stiffened at the sound of the voice. Just as soon as it appeared, Jeno’s shadow warrior dissipated, revealing a baffled looking Jaemin behind it.

The silence that followed was thick. Jaemin’s eyes looked at you both, before his gaze flickered towards your joined hands. The sight of it made a look of realization dawn on his face, and for the first time, you felt panic crawling up your throat.

“Jaemin–”

You were ready to go on a full-blown explanation when he suddenly nodded towards the exit behind him.

“You both better leave now if you don’t want the others seeing you.”

You blinked, shocked and confused. Meanwhile, Jeno was quiet in front of you, watching his best friend.

“What are you doing here?”

The silver haired boy shrugged off the other’s question with a slight smile.

“We’ve been stationed to go on rounds in guarding the castle. The other hyungs are at the front. Luck is really on your side for choosing this route. If you decided to have done this yesterday, you would have had Haechan catching you both.”

Your gaze moved from Jeno and then to the other boy. For some reason, you felt like they are both talking in codes you couldn’t understand.

“Hey, don’t look so startled, angel. I’m here to keep the bad guys out, not keep you both in here,” Jaemin said in his usual smooth fashion. He gave Jeno a quick look then. “Besides, everyone knows this will happen sooner or later.”

Something about his words triggered something in you, and without even realizing it, you found yourself letting go of Jeno’s hand and going over to Jaemin to wrap your arms around his neck. He didn’t hesitate to hug you back, pressing his lips against the top of your head. Despite his casual demeanor, he held you tightly as if he never wanted to let you go.

“Thank you…” you whispered against his chest.

“If he hurts you, I’ll know. I’ll go get you myself then, okay?”

You smiled and nodded, not even realizing that warmth has started rolling down your cheeks and staining his shirt. When he finally let you go, he gave your arm one last squeeze before looking over at Jeno.

“Take care of her.”

“You know I will.”

He slightly moved over to the side as Jeno joined both of you then. It was a quick moment, but for a few seconds, the three of you basked in that shared little space. You, Jeno, and him. You three who have always balanced each other out… You three who have always been there at the start.

“We’ll write. I promise,” was the only thing you found yourself capable of saying. He laughed softly and tucked a lock of hair behind your ear.

“And I promise to visit… Once all of this is over. Now go. You don’t want the others making a big fuss of you two eloping.”

A shade of red dusted your cheeks despite yourself at the word he used. Nodding, you stepped back as Jeno took your hand again.

“You’ll be safe until the grounds. Once you’ve passed the protective barrier of the school, you have to be more careful.”

Jeno nodded. Without another word, he gently tugged you to pass the boy, a look of thankfulness in his eyes.

“I’ll see you soon, Jaemin.”

“Yes, soon.”

*******

Mark couldn’t figure out the reason he bolted awake from the warmth of his own bed. His breaths came in short and fast as if he had been running, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead. He couldn’t remember if he was dreaming or not before this, but when he trained his hearing to check if there was anything amiss, the stone dorms only echoed back silence to him. Shakily, he raised his hand to feel for his pulse, and within the next minute, tried his best to gather his bearings.

His breathing was still uneven when he felt it again, a pull that cannot be seen or heard, but can only be felt energetically deep in his core. Rosewood Academy has always been protected by glamour, an invisible shield that keeps it from catching too much attention from normal people and to protect its students from the outside world. The barrier is made of the same frequency as their arcanas, which means it is pulled from the vibrations of the masters. The stronger the control over your ability is, the most you contribute to it... which only means one thing at the moment.

The school is under attack.

The moment his feet touched the ground as he jumped out of bed, an explosion of noises came from all around him. There was shouting and what seemed like a loud bang from deep inside the castle, and when he tore his door open, he was met by a wild-looking Haechan and Renjun. Jisung and Chenle were on their heels, looking equally worried in their pajamas.

“Hyung!”

“What is happening?”

“Where is she?”

They all talked at the same time, but it was a new voice coming from the other end of the hallway that made them all turn their heads at the same time. Jaemin was running towards them, covered in what looked like dust.

“We’re under attack. Someone’s trying to break down the barrier from the outside!”

“Are you okay? And where is she? We have to–”

“She left. With Jeno. She’s out of the castle right now.”

Nobody spoke after that. Mark wondered for a moment if he heard it correctly, but the way Renjun’s face paled beside him told otherwise.

“What do you mean she and Jeno left?!” Haechan asked, his voice shaky. Jaemin trained a steady look at the other boy and said nothing else.

“We have to go after them,” Mark said, moving to pass the other boy before he even realized what he was doing. His stomach felt heavy, and his limbs felt numb while also wanting to grasp something. The same words screamed at his head again and again.

She’s in danger.

You have to get her.

She left.

I can’t lose her!

“Hyung!”

Renjun’s voice snapped him from his trance. Mark looked down to see Jaemin holding him back, while the other tried to block his way.

“We have to let them go. They’re better off away from the Academy.”

“What do you mean they are better off–”

“Right now, we’re the only ones who know they left. These people who are trying to get inside are after us masters. She is better off away from here with Jeno,” Haechan added, despite his expression looking equally torn. Mark stared the boy down, until finally gritting his teeth and taking a step back.

His action seemed to have made the others relax a little, especially Chenle and Jisung who looked like they are waiting for their older hyungs to give them directions. The sight of the two youngest put some sense in him and Mark looked around the rest of the group as he tried to focus on the more important things.

“We need to help the others. Jaemin, do you know where Johnny-hyung are?”

“Him and Jaehyun-hyung are guarding the north main entrance. Yuta-hyung and I think Mijeong are both stationed in the West and East. I was over there at the South exit but the headmaster came over and told me to look for you guys so we could evacuate.”

Mark frowned. There was a gnawing feeling that started creeping up on him at the mention of the man.

“The headmaster? Was he with Kun and Taeyong-hyung?”

“They weren’t when he came over.”

“He doesn’t know noona left with Jeno?”

Jaemin shook his head.

It only took a moment for him to make a decision.

“We should get to him now.”

The rest of the boys exchanged confused looks but started running after him as he jogged towards the South end of the academy. Mark didn’t know what got to him, but the pull towards the headmaster told him it was the right thing to do at the moment.

“Hyung, shouldn’t we be helping the others? I think the headmaster can handle things himself,” Chenle asked.

“He can. But the Rosewood shield is also held up by our Arcanas, meaning the strongest of the masters have the most influence on it. We’re already compromised without IL Matto and La Morte and he—”

“He doesn’t know it. If he gets hurt, there's a huge chance the rest of the shield will go down as well," Jisung finished his sentence, sounding breathless.

Mark didn’t say anything and continued rushing towards the exit. He could only hope their older brothers are holding up their own forts, but they are also a lot more experienced at them so the odds are a little bit more in their favor. As for you… Haechan is right. You would be better off as far away from the Academy as possible with Jeno. He only prays you two have made distance before the attacks started.

It took a few minutes before him and the rest finally retraced Jaemin’s post. His heart was beating hard against his chest, even as they turned the final corner which leads to the iron-clad gate of the academy. The rest of the boys slowed down as he did, and like a pack, started walking carefully down the hallway. Everything looked still… Dark…

Then, all of a sudden, there was light.

A huge gaping line, similar to a portal tear, rose up in front of them. It glowed on the edges, as if a ragged saw tried to reap a hole from thin air. Mark looked down on the floor in front of it, where a small rounded thing caught its light.

Lying on the spot where the headmaster should have been is a lone copper ring. Mark has seen it all the time, always in the finger of the very man who was the last and strongest protection of Rosewood.

Until now.

*******

It felt like being hit by lightning.

You stopped in your tracks as your insides felt as if they were suddenly set on fire. In front of you, Jeno also paused, looking at you over in worry for a bit before an odd expression also took over his face. As your eyes met, you both knew you felt the same pull—a feeling as if something binding you had been broken.

“Jeno,”

You weren’t able to finish what you were about to say as another flash of pain took over you. This time, it didn’t seem as if Jeno felt the same and he crouched to hold you before you could fully collapse. His face was pale in the slowly dawning light creeping up from above the tree line as he tried to support you on your feet.

“Are you okay?”

“Something has happened.”

His eyes trailed upward, back to the hilltop where the turrets of the Academy were still visible. You have made enough distance from the castle by now, but you could still see some of its looming towers from where you are.

“We have to keep going,” he said, his voice sounding like he was trying his best to calm himself. He helped you up to start pulling you again but you stopped, your eyes wide.

He looked back at you in confusion, but it didn’t last long as he saw the look on your face. His jaw tightened and the fingers holding your hand did the same.

“Don’t…”

“We can’t leave them, Jeno.”

“You can’t go back there. If something really did happen, you have to be as far away from that place!”

“My father! Something must have happened to him,”

He paused, confused at first. Tears were starting to sting behind your eyes, and not only because of the pain still gripping you.

“I felt it. I lost his connection. I can’t feel him anymore, Jeno.”

You knew it the moment the second stab of pain embedded itself on your chest. While all Arcana masters are interconnected, the Triad has a special kind of bond that only the last three can feel. Despite the distance, your father’s energy has always been with you as IL Giudizio to your IL Matto. Now, there is nothing of him that you could feel no matter how much you tried to reach for him. There is just… silence.

Jeno stared at you with a look that you cannot fathom before slowly letting go of your hand. When he moved to cup your face, you avoided his gaze as your tears finally started to fall.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry. I can’t do it right now.”

He gently shushed you before pulling you in and kissing your forehead. He was steady in his hold on you as always, but you could feel the sense of defeat when he pressed you closer against him. He held you just like that for a few more moments before his voice anchored you again.

“Let’s go. It’s time to go back.”

*******

Note: Hi, guess who is back.

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[hamilando]

ੈ✩‧₊ Paint an immortal love ੈ✩‧₊

Paring : Xu Minghao x Male reader

Word Count : 0.8k

Song : Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan

Genre : Immortal au, angst to fluff

TW: Implied homophobia, death

A/n: This was requested, I got the inspiration to write this after such a long time!!! Feedback is much appreciated! Questions and requests are always open !

It was a losing game but he still chose to play.

Immortals falling in love with mortal was not forbidden, but looked down upon. It was considered to be crumbling a dried rose. A rose which once smelt of warmth, reduced to pieces of angst. Y/N and Minghao promised to stay together, yet they both knew it was promise which couldn't be kept. Those sneaky escapades of Minghao and Y/N had to be said goodbye, yet one wouldn't remember and one could never forget.

Minghao was an immortal who would just roam around the streets of the mortal world. The mortal art decepting how the they perceived the world, be it with a field of dandelions or a court full of thorns. The museums he visited displayed a pulchritudinous array of art, portraying god and mortal emotions.

It was one of those lonely nights, when the museum did not have much rush, the gale could be heard, a sign of the winters approaching.

Minghao was staring at the painting, the painting decepting two souls with intertwined hands, it was rumoured that the painter had painted it for him and his lover, homosexual relationships being a sin in the society. Minghao never understood the reason about being in love considered to be a sin.

"It's pretty, isn't it?"

Minghao looked back to see a guy staring at the picture as well, a small smile resting on his face.

"Indeed it is."

"If only the painter was a female, falling in love with him wouldn't be a crime."

The two of them stood in silence, the silence speaking way more than words could ever speak.

Minghao glanced at the guy next to him, features no less than a angel.

Brown hair which matched his caramel eyes, small lips with a settling smile, a rouge tint to his cheeks, probably due to weather.

"I wish I could relive this painting."

Minghao looked at the guy, confusion written all over his face. The guy seemed to understand that and gave a light chuckle.

"Experience the love of an artist, become someone's muse. Get my love immoratalized for this world. Let the world know what love can be."

"This painting depicts a relationship between two men, would you want that as well?"

"If love can cross borders, it can cross languages, why can't it cross genders?" The guy turned his full attention to Minghao, replying with a slight spark in his eyes, waiting for his response.

"Not all borders are meant to be crossed, exepcially when the other side has thorns."

"If no one crosses border with the fear of thorns, the path will never clear. Someone needs to cross the border and remove the thorns."

Minghao just smiled, never meeting a mortal with such solitary thoughts. He lent out his hand, a friendly gesture he hoped the guy would reciprocate.

"Minghao"

The guy gladly shook hands, flashing a bright smile," Y/N"

The hands which shook, created a bond which could only be broken by time. The two young men, ignorant of others around them, fell in love with each other deeply everyday. Be it reading the newspaper together, snuggled together in the bed, the noises of the coach in the background or their late night escapes in the pub, a beer in hand, flushed cheeks and eyes full of love.

Minghao was hesitant to start this relationship, knowing he will live on with just memories, but for Y/N, he was ready to give the happy memories and carry on with the bitter memory of losing the loved one.

Relationships are built on trust, yet Minghao could never have the courage to tell him that he was an immortal, that he would indeed keep the promise of loving him forever.

Yet as the leaves turn brown, the sky turns grey, the lover's blood lost the warmth, lost the red tint. Y/N passed away young, a death not deserved, a death placed upon him for fighting for his love, shot at a rally for letting men love men, for letting the seven colours fly, only for him fly away as white dove.

The color of Minghao's life left, the monotonous routine taking over. A whole lifetime at his disposal, yet he longs to be with angel. Years passed, yet that smile could never fade away from his mind. Minghao lived on, visiting the museum every fortnight. Staring at the painting which made his lover immortal.

The night was nothing special, the museum being empty at night, Minghal standing carelessly in front of the painting, remembering his lover when his trance was broken by an another guy, voicing his thoughts.

"It's beautiful isn't it? Only for their love to be forbidden."

Minghao snapped his neck back to see a guy, black hair, pale lips, different from his lover, yet the same glint in the eyes which he could identify in thousand other eyes, those eyes which made him smile like never before. The eyes which made him love, which made him realise the importance of a heartbeat, those eyes which stood before him

again, life giving him a chance again, a smile creeping on his face in years.

"Till death do us apart, yet the same eyes, the same I love you stands before me."

[chand-ki-priyatama]

Ek khat mere "PYAR" ke naam

Ek khat meri "JAAN" ke naam

Uske naam jiska ab tak naam Tak nahi pta

Jisse na mulaqat huyi na baat huyi....

I don't know what you are like , cause we haven't even spent a moment together , so this letter will be my inner monologue...

Ye khat mere ishq ke liye , my everything , my muse , my poetry .....

From me Kaya ek kaviyitri aur lekhika

If you are reading this letter Jaan then I already know that I am pretty sure about you.... I even wrote it in my journal but in the fear that I can lose it so thought of posting it here.... It will be preserved here

Dear muse,

So how's life ,I am not sure about my age then but I'll take it as somewhere in my twenties. I don't know how many people did I have to go through to reach you....

I tried to find you in so many faces but at the end "GOD" always saved the day....

Cause my soul was meant to cling with yours....

Cause Kaya is meant to be yours....

Also am I still the same irritable , clingy , over possessive , overwhelmed and what not.... One thing I know is that my love for reading and writing would be same....

And future Kaya I hope you have achieved the dreams you saw as me.... I hope you conquered all of them....

You know the most beautiful thing about time is that it passes...

And the most heartwrenching thing about time is also that it passes....

I don't know how I met you but whatever the reason was I thank that reason.... I cherish you for forever..... Also did you see my journals as I always thought that my future partner will get to see them...

Pretty vague isn't it....

I can't believe that I am penning this down sitting in my room while you are somewhere doing something else....

I hope I am a "HOME" to you and so are you to me.... It's not necessary that home is a place, it can be a person too where I can be unapologetically me , where no one will judge me for who I am..... And so I always wanted to be a home to someone....

I don't know how you look physically but you must be very handsome I am not saying this by fluke cause I know you have the most beautiful soul ever , soul like yours was specially crafted by "GOD" , to meet mine , to intertwine with mine....

I always connected myself to moon cause why be someone's sun when you can be their moon and light up their life in the darkest hour...

Whenever you see the stars and moon remember that they bind me together with everyone and whenever you feel alone just look at them somewhere I am doing that too...

They bind me to you....

Whenever I'll look at the moon or the stars they'll connect me to you...

I wrote many things about eyes and I believe then too I believe in the art of eye contact... When I'll look in your eyes I wanna drown in them drown to my death and for once I don't want to find the shore I wanna drown in the depths of them and die....

I am clinging to the only hope of harness in my life which is filled with darkness... That's my dreams , my aspirations and the hope of finding you otherwise I would have died way back....

I hope I told you each and everything about me , my reasons for my nature , I hope you managed to remove my mask of outgoing , bubbly , talkative af girl and managed to see the broken beyond repair girl....

Being the way I am everyone always thought how my life is perfect but I had my own share of difficulties , I had my own problems....

I hope I make you feel loved I make you feel like home and I hope , I am a person to you with whom you can be yourself and you can share anything with me....

I wanna do many things with you like watching sunset , having a golgappe eating competition , writing with you , reading books to you , playing aankh micholi with you , going on a hiking trip with you and the list goes on.... Whenever I say I wanna do something with you just ask me - what not Kaya you have a huge bucket list....

But how can I not wish all this with you , you make me feel prettier than a sunset..

"How can I love you in a usual way

You are unusual reserved

Prettier than the stars

Brighter than the sun....

Love you are the moon to my dark sky...

Love you are like water to my parched mouth....

You are the died flower between the pages of my book...

And I want you to be only mine..."

I want our love to be forever for an eternity where even all this seems small....

After death the human brain lives on for 7 minutes replaying all the memories, please make my those 7 minutes blissful and peaceful....

I want to click many Polaroids and pics with you then we'll do journaling out of them together....

And I hope I didn't forget to give you the bracelet I made for you....

And although I believe you are a reader , but if not I would have made you one by now , if you are my man it's mandatory to be a reader but ofc no pressure (🔪)

i wanna be the one you rely on I wanna be the one you turn to whenever everything is a mess...

Aur fir mai to "Chand Si Mehbooba" hu...

क्या यही प्यार है,

हाँ यही प्यार है

दिल तेरे बिन कहीं लगता नहीं

वक्त गुजरता नहीं

This is my POV for you..... <3

You know you are my"kuch nahi" whenever someone asks "kya soch rahi ho ?"

Now imagine me playing a guitar and singing this to you accha don't imagine I'll sing cause I'll be there when you'll be reading this....

The day we met

Frozen I held my breath

Right from the start

I knew that I'd found a home for my heart

Beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave?

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

i hope you liked this song cause these are my feelings for you.....

I'll love you till the end of time...

You are my muse love you are my poetry the poetry I tried writing so many times...

And I think my love for you can't be described in words it's pure very pure....

And please take my heart and never return it to me for it was ever yours , ever yours to break , ever yours to love or caress....I won't dedicate songs to you cause I already made playlists for you....

And if I ever say something in my anger please ignore it my rage is harmful but I can never stay angry on the people I love...

I love you like rain loves the land inevitably it falls for ground everytime and so will I do I'll always fall for you in every universe in every metaverse in every situation in every reality....

I want to give you a bone crushing hug....

I wanna kiss you senselessly , aimlessly and passionately....

And great now -

"I am homesick for arms that have never held me"

You see Jaan , I'll love you till all the stars in the universe burn out but you know it's a lie cause I'll love you even after they burn out...

If the stars burn out I'll give you my moon..

If the moon dies I'll give you my sun

Heck I'll give you my everything even my universe and will find you in every reality...

So if you ever think of running away from me trust me you wouldn't be able to cause we are both bound to each other by the red string of fate....

"In the Quiet nights I love you

In the rainy plights I miss you

The spilled ink of my pen miss you

The parchment of my heart wanna kiss you"

I have always been an eternal part of you , you might be somewhere but I don't know where , it's like you are near yet far and it's a fact bizarre...

I love you like Ava loves Alex

Like Bridget love Rhys

Like Jude love Cardan

Like Naina love Bunny

Like Anjali love Rahul

And then we'll set an example

Like Kaya love her Jaan....

And now I think I have spoken enough

So signing off Jaan

With love always,

Kaya

[stick0oo]

HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY HI TO HIM AND WATCH HIM TALK AND LAUGH AND DO HIS SILLY LOVELY SHIT WITH HIS STUPIDLY GORGEOUS EXISTENCE WITHOUT "You became immortal the moment my eyes landed on you, as my soul decided that you'd be the muse to all the painting my hands could manage to make, the muse to every note I would ever play, and the muse to whatever words my exhausted mind could muster to thread, to then try and put them on paper without crying over the ink at the deep rooted knowledge that you won't ever see me in anyway close to how I see you. Your bloodied finger tips aren't meant for me, and you'll never understand how my pain has a name, and it's no other than yours. And this hurt cuts deep, because I can't blame you for it. Because the fault is only mine, and you've just been you. Imperfectly human, none the less charming in your insecurities and sadness, a pessimist but an even bigger dreamer, breathtaking when in your element. All that I could ever ask for." -ING AT HIM SO LOUD AND RAW WITH EMOTION THAT I'LL SCARE HIM OFF FOREVER!!!?!?!?!??!?!!?!!?!?!??!?!?!?!!??!??!?!!!?!??!??

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CONTAIN THESE BIG FEELINGS? NOT EVEN CAPITAL LETTERS AND DISGUSTING AMOUNTS OF "!?" CAN EXPRESS MY DISTRESS ANYMORE GGGRRRRAAAAAAAANSKDKFKFKDKDKSLKDIDIDIDIDOSKDKKXKXKDKELDKXKXISOLDKXKXODOWKZKDNSNSNKKllKKOlKskdodoekwnxlzooKSKZOXOSKSNksksoslalkslsozmskkskxoskxn,,j,+#(#(#((#92)#(#)19#)(3($($(#+*+,(+{%{×€}€{€{`§`§{`=%=<{k3)$99292($+*(,(kekfieljsixodkdkwkwJFIFOWKQJFJJFIFJENEKXLXODLWJDJOXWKBWBXIDIWKSBKZIXODK,K7646+6467345+8,6+_($92(#!*(9*)1(#+*8291(;#+#8#92$ BDKSIWODKJDOWKJDJDIWOWKWJDIDOSMEWJDUDISLNWJS+**@#"+"(@)?#)*)"(382893+91+$;"+"(@?#;";+"(#)'('(#)(18#

[theinheriteddutchess]

I just read Out of Time and loooooved it!!!! You mentioned it’s a standalone, but I was wondering if you have any HCs or ideas about them that you’d be willing to share?

A hoe can’t help but wonder what their first ::ahem:: union would be like 👀🫠

Hey, I know I'm late, I've been very distracted and I was thinking, do I even have headcanons?🤔

One of them is that Ari attacked Andy so he could take his place yes, but also he was jealous. He knows she was fond of Andy, and Andy was a kinder leader, he would have probably protected her. I think Ari thought in his rut that Andy might be competition. And he was stronger just after he had his rut, full of adrenaline, and it came as a surprise because Andy didn't lead the pack in a traditional way, he wasn't as strict, so he was not prepared. Meanwhile Ari's mind was on getting into a position where he could have her.

I haven't completely explored my ideas yet, but I think I'm really going for a community that's working on instincts and traditions. So it can look pretty rough for us humans. Reader pleads for mercy and you see Ari didn't have to give it. The rest of them don't like it perhaps, but they don't demand him not to kill the boy. He's in his right. (her mother and stepfather don't stand up either, they follow the rules, and she sees it as weakness)

So the only protection you have, is if anyone else is willing to fight for you.

Reader's father died fighting for her, and since Ari killed him, he was forced to wait years before he could pursue her again (probably the only protection anyone has against an unwilling mating). And I think that implies that pursuing might not be consensual. And especially now he's a leader, who's going to stop him? Time is running out but hasn't yet, so he's waiting and plotting, but if time's up...I fear reader wouldn't have options.

Her brother making one mistake is a great opportunity for him. I think he knew what she was going to do and he quickly turned things on her. And he was right.

There's a lot of cruelty there, a young boy having to fight a grown man in full strength, and everyone watching😬. And then they cheer because their leader instead has an unwilling mate. It's all hierarchy and following in line so they don't get punished. And there's a certain reverence for their leaders.

Her brother's probably going to feel guilty he's put her in this position, but eventually will he turn around? He's young, he might be impressionable, he might think things turned out fine��🏻‍♀️

As for their union 🫣 I am fully thinking she'll fight him but he won't hold back either. It will be fierce and wrong because she wanted to choose and she's disgusted with him. Will she be forever? She can't really escape, she needs to be at his side, leading their pack, and she is practical. She'll do the right thing and try to stir Ari into a kinder mindset. But will she succeed? Will she ever truly accept him, or love him?

How much will instinct play into this? What if she gets pregnant? How is Ari as a father?

In any way in our mind Ari is the bad guy, but in theirs? Ari is just a strict leader who follows their rules and is allowed to do these things. 😭😭

He's very pleased with himself🫠

Thank you so much for asking, I loved it. Sorry for the long rant, and not having many headcanons, I might come up with more, but feel free to ask if you ever need to know. I really kept it centered around this one moment in the story, but I think this pack might be really interesting to explore. I'm just not sure if I will get the Muse for it though. (I just really thought of this scene only, normally I get background, but this time it was just this scene)💕

[aftgficrec]

I would loveee fics where Andrew defends Neil to aaron and the other foxes (but definitely Aaron), i’ve seen so many of Neil defending Andrew but not a lot of the other way around and Neil deserves to have his man defend his honorrr

In canon, post-medication Andrew does not talk much to anyone besides Neil. Still there are definitely fics with this. Just know Andrew’s defense of Neil can be one sentence in a story, and physical violence is often his preferred method of communication. -A

previous recs  

‘The Ash is in Our Clothes’ here

‘Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder’ here

‘in the common tongue’ here 

‘I hate him,’ ‘One day we'll reveal the truth,’ ‘i'm getting static from my better sense’ and ‘My brother under the sun’ here

‘some1 saying something…’ here

‘Ember’ here

‘Can he play?’ here

‘Surreal But Nice’ here

‘Least Favorite Only Child’ here

‘Fighting Words’ here

‘Trust Fall (And Welcoming Arms)’ here

‘(Don't) Stand So Close’ here

‘In the Eye of the Beholder’ here

‘Beach Bois’ here

‘I'm Not Okay (I Promise).’ and ‘It’s not living (If it’s not with you)’ here

‘soft spots make easy targets’ here

‘Even the Darkest Night Will End’ and ‘The Andreil escapades’ here

in Masterlist for Nicky Kissing Neil: ‘The Kiss,’ ‘History Repeating,’ ‘Andrew Finds Out,’ ‘Something, Nothing & Everything’ (also big twinyards confrontation), ‘A Crack in the Mask,’ ‘Truth Time, ‘Truths Come Out,’ ‘The Unkindness of Ravens’ ch 16, ‘Delayed Reaction,’ ‘Delayed reaction (the fear of falling remix),’ ‘All For The Game Musings,’ ‘andrew finds out about what happened…,’ ‘Hold Each Other’ ch 6 and ch 15, and ‘Slip’. Finally, ‘Lessons in Cartography’ has Andrew defending Neil to both Aaron and Jack throughout

Andrew defends Neil to non-foxes

‘Something About The Sunshine’ here

‘Warmth’ here

Foxhole Tidbits ‘Ch. 22: Silent, but Snarky’ here

‘Through A Glass Darkly’ and ‘Some Things You Just Can't Bury’ here

‘Martyr’ here

‘The Bones of You’ here

‘monsters at night’ here

‘Killer Bunny’ here 

‘you're not next before forever’ here (completed)

‘looking for you’ here

‘Give Me Another Minute (to Lay Here in Your Echo)’ here 

‘Ficlet Collection…’ ch 35-37 here

you may also like

feral protective Andrew here

protective/possessive Andrew here

overprotective Andrew here 

protective Andrew here

protective Andrew gets hurt here

protective Neil/Andrew here

jealous Andrew here

previous recs where Andrew kills Nathan here

our latest Neil & Aaron ask here

Unconventional Therapy by JostenlovesMinyard [Rated M, Twinyards Appreciation Week 2021]

Twinyard Appreciation Week - Day 2 | “bottle episode” Andrew and Aaron attend their weekly therapy session but things don’t quite go to plan when the door handle falls off and they’re stuck in there together.

tw: implied/referenced rape/nocon, tw: implied/referenced child abuse

Written On His Skin by hismiley16 [Not Rated, 11344 Words, Complete, 2023]

Part 4 of Nothing is Safe Series

The Foxes face the Ravens for the first time since Riko's death and things go as well as expected. Andrew is mildly injured on the court and isn't there to protect Neil when the new Evermore captain comes for him after the game. The team sees more than Neil ever wanted them to, including the ghost of Nathaniel he thought he'd buried in Baltimore.

tw: vomit, tw: bullying, tw: nonconsensual touch/assault  tw: dissociation, tw: graphic depictions of violence, tw: blood, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: implied/referenced animal death, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon

this is me trying by crownowl [Not Rated, 2142 Words, Complete, 2023]

After Neil has a panic attack Andrew finds out exactly what happened when Nicky drugged Neil and he is not happy.

tw: violence, tw: implied/referenced nonconsensual kissing, tw: implied/referenced nonconsensual drug use, tw: ptsd

Don't let me be by Cutie_Wan [Not Rated, 1983 Words, Complete, 2023]

Neil suffers a major dissociation episode in front of the Foxes.

tw: dissociation, tw: violence

One Step Forward by thecompletebookworm [Rated T, 1665 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2020]

Based on the prompt: “Andrew and Aaron talking and solving their problems” "If you really don't care about Andrew, why does Neil bother you so much?"   Dobson asked during their Wednesday session. Aaron dug his fingers into the couch.  He hated this.  Hated that the only time he could get answers out of Andrew was when he was sitting in front of a shrink.   A shrink who was undoubtedly on his brother's side. And that in order to get answers he had to rip himself raw first.  

tw: implied/referenced rape/nocon, tw: implied/referenced child abuse

Angry Alone by obsessivereader156 [Not Rated, 1799 Words, Complete, 2023]

“Of course I’m not homophobic, you asshole. What are you even talking about?” “Aaron, please don’t use that type of language here,” Betsy softly interjects. “You’ve been very hostile towards Neil,” Andrew says plainly, as if that’s enough of an answer. ______________________________ Aaron has been feeling angry and alone lately. Maybe he doesn't have to be alone about it.

Everything's Alright by DarkD [Rated E, 182901 Words, Incomplete, Updated June 2023]

Souls weren't meant to be left alone, so they split, always looking for their other half. No matter how long it took, the moment a soul existed, it sought the one that would complete it. The main indication is, when one of the halves of the soul turns seven years old, an identical mark appears on both parts. Along with that comes a set of unique abilities that soulmates can only use with each other—for protection, for finding each other. Soulmates would never be alone.

tw: graphic depictions of violence, tw: child abuse, tw: torture, tw: blood, tw: gun violence, tw: homophobia, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: murder, tw: canonical character death

A flash of anger. prompt fill by @nickyhenmick [Tumblr, 2016]

All reporters got on Andrew’s nerves. They were invasive and never asked interesting questions, and there was probably a reason he was rarely allowed to be on press duty.

a stupid ass decision prompt fill by @find-yourself-in-passion [Tumblr, 2017]

“I recognize that you have reached a decision,” Andrew replied over the top of Neil’s protests, unwrapping his right hand in such a rush that Neil knew he was going to have red marks where the tap ripped at his flesh. “Andrew-” “But given that it is a stupid ass decision,” He continued on, refusing to acknowledge the other man’s piercing gaze on him as he threw his bag and shoes in the closet, knowing what faced him when he turned around. “I have elected to ignore it.”

Art

3 & 10 art by @thematicallycoherent

im thinkin bout these two art by @wiltkingart

Safe. art by @eislekaj on instagram

exy banquet smoke break art by @twohiddenhalves

Vkook as reference art by @reyko__ on instagram

roof. andrew. tattoos. and two cigarettes. and neil. art by @puhnatsson

Someone strong to lean on art by @fornavn

[starlightandfairies]

Glitter ~Joel Miller~

Description: Reader find glitter and bedazzles Joel

Warnings: she/her pronouns, swearing,

(View whichever Joel you want, show or game. I don't have any in mind. Regardless of what the gif is)

Random 2am thought

Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Last name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 815

The Last of Us masterlist

I think he's going to kill me. I'm going to die at the hands of Joel Miller. 

Earlier while Joel and I were on a run, I found glitter. I loved glitter before the outbreak and I found some. I suppose the little things make everyone needs something to keep them going. Glitter was my thing. Joel's was guitars I suppose. I found like 2kg worth of assorted glitter, it was the equivalent of disneyland! 

Now, in our house at Jackson, I was sitting at the table, making something crafty while Joel played a song on his guitar. He got up with a grunt, walked over to look at what I was making. 

"That's a lot of glitter." Joel mused. I brought him down, cupping his face with a glitter covered face. Smiling as his beard was decorated with glitter. 

"What are you grinnin' at? Hmm?" I pecked his lips, swaying slightly and continued at him. 

"Nothin' I just love you." A smile graced his lips. Unaware of the glitter in his beard. An hour or two later, Joel came forward with his arms crossed against his chest. A not so happy face gracing his rugged features. This was it I was going to die at the hands of Joel Miller, my one and only love was going to kill me just because of some glitter. 

"Darlin, I been scrubbin' my beard for the last twenty minutes, still can't get it out." A smile was all I could muster, a little shrug too. I stood up from the couch, going in for a hug and chuckled as he moved back. 

"I ain't letting you get your dirty little mitts on me again." 

"But I wanna bedazzle you again." 

"I don't wanna that stuff on me." I gave him a look of mock pity, patting his cheek teasingly. 

"Baby, I hate to tell you, you're gonna be finding glitter everywhere for the next six years. That shit is practically permanent. Sorry. Not sorry." Joel let out a low grumble, shaking his head and eventually rested a kiss on my forehead. Trying to wash away his look of disdain. It made me smile, always, forever and ever. 

"You are a evil woman." I leaned forward, wanting to tease and taunt him with this glitter thing.

"You'll be finding glitter in your shoes, in your guitar, on your gun and even on the saddle for your horse and just when you think it's all gone. Bam! It's coming at you like a clicker." A sigh escaped his lips, there was a smile so I knew none of this was angry and that he really wasn't going to do anything. Even if his eyes held some kind of desire to act on whatever was going through his mind. 

"I don't want glitter on my damn horse or my gun." 

"Yeah but just think, whenever you find a new spec, you'll be carrying my love with you." Joel grunted, still scratching his beard. glitter raining down, it was a sight to see the great and powerful Joel Miller covered in glitter. 

"You are lucky-" 

"That you love me too?" Yeah, I am." Joel hummed with a chesty chuckle. Joel grabbed a hold of me by my hips, placed me on the counter and rested his hands on my thighs. Joel reached to my jar of glitter, dipped three fingers in and ran them through my hair. 

"There. you're all... uh bedazzled now." He had a shit-eating grin on his face. 

"Smug jerk. I didn't even use that much glitter in your beard!" 

"It's gonna make up for the next six years." I could see this working very poorly in my favour. If I acted on the thoughts to sprinkle some around him like some disney character. I could see this ending in swimming around in glitter. A glitter fight instead of a food fight. Did I really want to be finding glitter in places I really didn't want to? No, I didn't. 

"You've got your thinking face on." 

"Yeah, just trying to figure out how I wanna do this." Joel grabbed my chin with his pointer finger and thumb tilting my face up to kiss my lips and brush glitter through my hair. 

"What? Between not risking consequences and facing them? Darlin' I think you know what the correct choice is." I thought on it, trying to deceiver that suggestive look in his eyes. Should I play into his thoughts? Nah- I don't wanna give Joel the joy. 

"I choose... no. No more glitter fights." He grumbled, patting my thigh again. Helping me off the counter. 

"Come on, I'll take you on the that horse ride." Joel wrapped an arm around my waist, leading me out the door. 

[yoakkemae]

send 🌵 and i'll recommend a canon rp blog

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send 🌼 and i'll recommend a blog with beautiful writing

send 🌲 and i'll recommend a blog with thought-provoking headcanons

send 🌺 and i'll recommend a blog i've followed forever

send 🌙 and i'll recommend a blog for my favorite character

send 🌵 and i'll recommend a canon rp blog.

i'm doing a two-for-one special in @cathiief and @kaizokugaris. they play such fantastic one piece characters , and i love reading their stuff on my dash whenever they pop up. sorry to put y'all together but both of you deserve to be recognised !!

send ✨ and i'll recommend a multimuse blog.

okay , let's do a few more. @4heroes / @woodcries / @heartwilled. love love love these blogs a ton ! they all have such great prose and just think and care so much about all of their muses. i could not recommend them enough.

send 🌼 and i'll recommend a blog with beautiful writing.

i'll go for @tiderider for this one. chey's writing is just so ... it just slaps me in the face every time in such a good way. their turn of phrases , the way that they just pour out every inch of themselves into their replies ... i could sit down and read chey's writing forever and i'd be the happiest person ever.

send 🌲 and i'll recommend a blog with thought-provoking headcanons.

@holmesdepot has never written a headcanon that hasn't made me think. holmes just has such a way of thinking about media that is both amazing and frightening. the way that holmes can just churn out so much lore and backstory and take the smallest detail and make it into something so fucking grand ... i would die for holmes.

send 🌺 and i'll recommend a blog i've followed forever.

i can't talk about following someone for forever without talking about @manaborn. kat still remains my only exclusive ever , and i have grown so much as a person and as a writer with kat by my side. it's been over a decade since we've known each other , and i'm so glad that kat is still around. if you want an amazing blog , follow kat. you won't be disappointed.

send 🌙 and i'll recommend a blog for my favorite character.

@ifyoucatchacriminal writes an absolutely fantastic spencer reid and tony dinozzo. i am always blessed to have jackie on my dash !!

[matuto1ypea]

another thing i finalized for the toyhouse, the GODS

story i wrote under the cut

First there was a Star - the brightest star that ever adorned the dark void. It was full of love and wonder for what it was born into. Very quickly, it grew bored and lonely. 

And so it created the Love. 

Death it called itself, but what would the Star's name be? The Star looked at Love, with confusion. Whatever did it mean by name? 

And Pluto said, name is something for it to remember the Star by, something that it will say forever with love. And the Star decided to call itself Life.

Long they spent in each other's company, within the homely Nether. Then, Life said, it's so empty, isn't it? So it is, said Death. 

And so Life created the Hope and the Web.

What are your names, asked Death. 

Emotion, said the Hope, tipping it's hat. Fate, said the Web, giggling and chuckling and laughing it's heart out - infecting everyone around. 

Long they spent in each other's company, in Nether that grew vaster with stars and color like never before. Then, Life said, oh Fate, you can't keep making fun of us like that, we can't all play all the time for you! 

And so Life created the Infinity. 

What is your name, asked Death. 

Infinity didn't say. It walked around, deep in thought, then said slowly: Time. So Fate and Time had plenty a games to play together.

And what about me, retorted Emotion, who was left with no games to play and stories to tell. You, said Life, should write your stories, and someone special will find it worth listening to. 

And so the Eye was created, as Life watched Emotion express itself. 

Who would you be, asked Emotion in surprise. And the Eye responded, Wisdom my name would be. 

So Emotion and Wisdom wrote many stories together.

Long they spent in each other's company, in Nether that grew vaster and full with many a worlds and creatures. As Life was inspired, and all six of them had something to learn. 

Little creatures aren't too smart, said Time, with no purpose in life. Look at them running around, wasting their precious time, for Death to take it. 

But they are simply splendid, retorted Emotion, so full of excitement and desires. Look at them full of joy, before Death will take it. 

But there is no sustenance, commented Wisdom, they do not share information with each other. Look at them, selfish and foolish, no meaning at all, waiting for Death to bring it. 

But isn't it most funny and silly, chuckled Fate, isn't it ever so wonderful how unpredictable they are. Look at them, malleable, full of naivety, waiting for Death to extinguish it. 

Death said nothing, as it was it's job. Life nodded and hummed, deep in thought. 

I heard all of you, it said, and I agree.

And so the Calamity and the Triumph were created.

Chaos and Order they presented themselves, for their role in the game they were ready. 

Long they spent in each other's company, in Nether that grew oh so beautiful and bright, with many a worlds and creatures for Life's friends to play with. 

But wary grew Life, the sorrow it felt from the creatures so full of happiness before. 

Why don't they laugh as much as before, pleaded Life, why aren't they valuing what we gave them like before, it cried. 

Death looked down, guilty, for it had nothing to say. It's job was very simple. 

They will be mortal, have said Time. And it is for them to guess how to live, giggled Fate. 

They are full of so much potential, have mused Emotion. And it is for them to understand it, continued Wisdom.

They have to be just, have stated Order. 

They have to be strong, have concluded Chaos. 

So, so long they spent in each other's company, in Nether that became their body, with many a worlds and mortals for Life to grieve.

Oh, oh it is not what I wanted, cried Life bitterly. Oh, in pain, so much of them are in pain. 

Death stood silent, with nothing to say. 

I have to fix this, sobbed Life. I will start over.

So, so much effort have gone into Life's Nether, worlds and creatures so different and bright. 

But nothing of Life was left when it crushed world after world in it's trembling hands.

It was a Black Hole, darker than dark, deeper than Nether's abyss.

And so out of Life was created the Maw.

It is your doing, proclaimed Order with a sword to Chaos' chest, For our friend is now the enemy. 

Am I, said Chaos, or am I just existing? 

So was the Chaos imprisoned,

And hunt for the Maw has begun.

[ariesmusingz]

૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ╱    MANIC DREAM PIXIE SENTENCE STARTERS ( created using lyrics from peach prc's manic dream pixie ep. feel free to adjust to fit your muse. )

"i know your favourite pair of jeans"

"i'll lay them out when you leave"

"i'll make you breakfast, coffee black"

"receipts told me that you like that"

"i was thinking spring, silver wedding rings"

"i've picked out all our baby names"

"i'm kind of obsessed"

"you're kinda famous"

"don't wanna be friends"

"you're not a phase"

"i know you don't know me yet"

"my obsession know you well"

"take me out backstage"

"i know all the names of every song you played"

"one day you'll write about us too"

"i can be your muse when we say i do"

"you might love me if you knew me"

"you're gonna love me soon enough"

"you're gonna love me"

"i'm your biggest fan"

"can we go outside for a walk?"

"they told me you guys were hitting it off"

"she kissed me in the bathroom"

"it's just for attention"

"i'm making her jealous"

"you guessed it"

"i'm not a good friend but she doesn't know that"

"she's gonna hate me but i want you so bad"

"kiss me"

"i'm not scared if she's gone"

"i'm done tryna play it fair"

"i don't care"

"touch me"

"i'm alone"

"i want you on your own"

"she might want you but i do too"

"baby i'm perfect for you"

"harley had a party you were at"

"you were in boots and a cowboy hat"

"jenna said you knew my music"

"now i can't betray her"

"i'm in your sweater"

"don't wanna upset her"

"i can do what she can do so much better"

"i know it's been a while since you've seen me"

"i heard you're doing well now with your comedy"

"i reminisce nostalgic bits of 90s hits"

"we listened, do you miss it?"

"have you thought of it since?"

"if you still think of me, i'd love to meet for coffee"

"if i could just see your face, i'd look into your eyes"

"i hate your jokes and don't think you're funny"

"i hope you choke, go broke, lose your money"

"know that you were the worst forty five seconds i had in my life"

"i hope your conscious haunts you at night"

"fuck you and goodbye"

"a couple therapists are now familiar"

"by the way, i caught up with your ex"

"we shared regrets and most of them were sex with you"

"i'd sit down at your table and scream if i was able"

"thanks to you, gentle hands still resemble demands"

"loving lips on my mouth feel like currency now"

"thanks to you i fear kind"

"now i can't spend the night"

"i bet we were a couple bugs just living in the mud, happily in love doing bug stuff"

"i think i met you in a store in 1944"

"i probably wrote you letters while you went off to the war"

"we could have been two birds"

"now wouldn't that be so absurd?

"maybe just lost lovers that keep getting rediscovered"

"i think i loved you before back when we were dinosaurs"

"i wanna stay in love in this life and the next one"

"i think we've already met somewhere on another planet"

"i wanna stay in love in this life and the next one"

"i loved you before"

"i loved you"

"maybe you loved me on a trip, two pirates on a ship"

"counting all our gold as the boat tipped"

"could we have been there drinking win in medieval times?"

"forever just lost lovers that keep getting rediscovered"

"if i'm the sun and you're the moon"

"if it's over soon we'll go back through"

"i try not to compare a teenage love cause i know that isn't fair"

"why can't i just shut up?"

"i'm always going on about you when i'm drunk"

"i see your name in every numberplate"

"i tried to erase your fave but you're there everyday"

"you're my favourite person"

"i have created a version that hurts less"

"I had to tell myself you're toxic"

"better off cause you're the problem"

"really, i just couldn't take it"

"being hated by my favourite person"

"i tried to fall but i can't cause they're not you"

"i hate that i'll never stop thinking that we're not still home growing up"

"i hear your tropes in all my stupid jokes"

"i'm starting to lose all hope of ever letting go"

"if the world was ending i know i'd be spending my last day pretending we were fine"

"when we both grow old with families of our own"

"i'll probably always go back in my mind"

"someone kissed my closing eyelinds"

"i made it mean more than it did"

"someone put a plate down a little too loud"

"now i still flinch whenever i hear the sound"

"as i'm getting older, i learned my mumma was just trying her best"

"not that i owe her forgiveness but i'm sorry to that girl in a dress"

"if you wanna wear pink, i'll wear it for you"

"if you wanna dance then i'll strap up my shoes"

"if you wanna sing then consider it sung"

"i'm sorry that you had to grown up this young"

"forget that love is earned cause it was always deserved"

"i know you had to work hard just to show them your worth"

"remember that a plate is nothing but a plate"

"even if it breaks, we can throw it away"

"i learned that i was only trying my best"

"i think i owe her a deep breath"

"she was the strongest little girl in a dress"

"you were the strongest little fighter who carried me here"

"i know that you're tired from surviving in fear"

"now i got us for the rest of our life"

[tedwardremus]

*bursts into your office* I’m so sorry – *panting* – for getting this in…so late. I hope you’ll still accept my proposal.

The Marauders TV Show

Time Frame: Starts 2 Years after Graduation, Ends October 31, 1981; Includes Flashbacks of Hogwarts Years 3-7

Main Locations: Order of Phoenix Headquarters; Sirius Black’s Apartment; James Potter and Lily Evans/Potter’s Apartment

Main Plot: Four young men who once called themselves the Marauders try to make it through the intensifying war with their lives and their friendships in tact

Main Soundtrack:

Theme Song: Centuries by Fall Out Boy Some legends are told / Some turn to dust or to gold / But you will remember me / Remember me for centuries / And just one mistake / Is all it will take / We'll go down in history / Remember me for centuries

James Potter Theme: Thriller by Fall Out Boy I can take your problems away with a nod and a wave / Of my hand, ‘cause that's just the kind of boy that I am / The only thing I haven't done yet is die / And it's me and my plus one at the afterlife / Crowds are won and lost and won again / But our hearts beat for the diehards

Sirius Black Theme: I Am My Own Muse by Fall Out Boy Trumpets bring the angels, but they never came / And no one let them in 'cause they didn't know my name / I know I keep my feelings so tucked away / Just another day spent hoping we don't fall apart / So drop a bomb on all the things we dreamed about // Smash all the guitars / Til we see all the stars / Oh, got to throw this year away, we got to throw this year away like / A bad luck charm // So let's twist the knife again / Twist the knife again, like we did last summer / I'm just trying to keep it together / But it gets a little harder when it never gets better / I'm trying to keep it together / To keep it together

Remus Lupin Theme: Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace I can't escape this hell / So many times I've tried / But I'm still caged inside / Somebody get me through this nightmare / I can't control myself // So what if you can see the darkest side of me? / No one would ever change this animal I have become / Help me believe it's not the real me

Peter Pettigrew Theme: House of the Rising Sun by The Animals Well, there is a house in New Orleans / They call The Rising Sun / And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy / And God, I know I'm one // Oh mother, tell your children / Not to do what I have done / Spend your lives in sin and misery / In the house of The Rising Sun

Jily Theme: One Thing Is For Sure by The Spill Canvas Sometimes when I'm far away from you / I get a little lost, a little out of my element / Sometimes when I let my mind run free / It never fails, it goes right to you / And a smile takes a hold of me // There are things in this world that I don't understand / Like love, war, gravity, or the lay of the land / All of these remain mysteries / But one thing is for sure / You are worth living for 

Prongsfoot Theme: Heaven, Iowa by Fall Out Boy Kiss my cheek, baby, please / Would you read my eulogy? / I will never ask you for anything / Except to dream sweet of me / Tell me, when the party ends / Will you still love who I am? // Scar-crossed lovers / I'm checking myself out forever / I'm saving this all for later / Scar-crossed lovers / Here we are, untouched forever

Wolfstar (Unrequited) Theme: Bang The Doldrums by Fall Out Boy And I cast a spell over the West / To make you think of me / The same way I think of you / This is a love song in my own way // Best friends / Ex-friends till the end / Better off as lovers / And not the other way around / Racing through the city / Windows down / In the back of / Yellow-checkered cars

Prongstail (Unrequited) Theme: When You Were Young by The Killers You sit there in your heartache / Waiting on some beautiful boy / To save you from your old ways / You play forgiveness / Watch it now / Here he comes / He doesn't look a thing like Jesus / But he talks like a gentlemen / Like you imagined / When you were young

First War Dramatic Scene Theme: The Kids Aren’t Alright by Fall Out Boy And it's our time now, if you want it to be / Maul the world like a carnival bear set free / And your love is anemic and I can't believe / That you couldn't see it coming from me / And I still feel that rush in my veins / It twists my head just a bit to think / All the people in those old photographs I've seen are dead // And in the end / I'd do it all again / I think you're my best friend / Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright?

First War Rising Tension Theme: Decode by Paramore The truth is hiding in your eyes / And it's hanging on your tongue, just boiling in my blood / But you think that I can't see / What kind of man that you are, if you're a man at all / Well, I will figure this one out / On my own… / (I'm screaming, I love you so) / On my own… / (But my thoughts you can't decode) // How did we get here / When I used to know you so well? / Yeah, how did we get here? / Well, I think I know // Do you see what we've done? / We're gonna make such fools of ourselves

First War Falling Action Theme: All These Things That I’ve Done by The Killers And when there's nowhere else to run / Is there room for one more son? / These changes ain't changin' me / The cold-hearted boy I used to be // I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier… // Over and in / Last call for sin / While everyone's lost, the battle is won / With all these things that I've done…

Hogwarts Flashbacks - Marauders Theme: Bad Moon Rising by Creedence Clearwater Revival Don't go around tonight / Well it's bound to take your life / There's a bad moon on the rise, alright / Hope you got your things together / Hope you are quite prepared to die / Looks like we're in for nasty weather / One eye is taken for an eye

Hogwarts Flashbacks - Sirius’s Family Theme: Shut Up by Blink-182 I'll never ask permission from you / Fuck off, I'm not listening to you / I'm not coming home / I'm never going to come back home / I'll run away… / I think it's time that I should leave

Hogwarts Flashbacks - Jily Pre-Relationship Theme: A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me by Fall Out Boy You're just the girl all the boys want to dance with / And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances / I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming / She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

Hogwarts Flashbacks - Jily Falling In Love Theme: Stolen by Dashboard Confessional I watch you spin around in your highest heels / You are the best one of the best ones / And we all look like we feel / You have stolen my, you have stolen my / You have stolen my heart

Hogwarts Flashbacks - End of 7th Year Theme: Weekend Warriors by A Change of Pace I've been to hell and back / All the snow storms / And the bathroom stalls that you pulled me out of / I'll be there / Like you've been there / My word's my bond / Don't stand alone, you can count on me / I couldn't ask for a better place to be // This can't last forever / Raise a glass together / Doesn't get much better / No better than this // We fight this fight to stay free / And never say 'never' / If you leave this choice up to me / I'll stay young forever

Listen to me, Jamie boy, I’m tellin' ya, we’ve got a hit on our hands, and I don’t mean a maybe or a "let’s see where this goes" kinda deal. I’m talkin' a real, bona fide game-changer here. We cannot, under any circumstance, afford to drag our feet on this one. The market is ripe, the timing is perfect, and we’ve got the momentum. What we don’t have is time to waste.

I need you to hop on that tin bird—yes, that plane—and fly westward to me, pronto. Not next week, not tomorrow—now. This is a million-dollar idea, and trust me, Jamie, they don’t just come along every day. Opportunities like this, they’re like lightning in a bottle. And when you’ve got it, you gotta move fast, or you lose it.

I’m ready to put my money where my mouth is. I’ll fund the whole damn thing if I have to. We’ve talked about making our mark, about turning our dreams into reality, and this is the moment. This is it. But we’ve gotta act, and we’ve gotta act fast. I’m fully prepared to see this through and turn those late-night brainstorms into something real, something big. So what do you say? You in or what?

[lupaeusarc]

𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘗𝘖𝘚𝘐𝘛𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘛𝘠 𝘝𝘐𝘉𝘌𝘚 𝘐𝘋𝘒

i saw some people doing these end of year posts and i'm in a sappy mood so happy holidays and here's some people i adore !!

@stanfordprepped JARED my bestie my love the light of my life you're genuinely one of my best friends and an absolute day one ride or die i can't even describe how much samemma and cassdell mean to me and our other ships are top tier as well i'm so glad i met you and i'll get to updating cassie's aesthetic and bringing some cassdell to the dash right after this 🤍

@carp3diems ceejay . bestie . partner in crime . sounding board for every chaotic thought that goes through my mind . i adore you and our plots and threads and the way i can just hop into your dms like " hey can i traumatize our muses rq " and you're always down lmao you're so talented and i'm just very thankful for you and for colbemma and for all of our chaos

@multi-royalty maddieeeeeee i love you so much my big little sissy 🥹 the only person i'll write em in the tvdu for and the reason i'm still writing at all i owe so much to you and i appreciate that even if we don't talk constantly you know i think you're the bees knees and you make the rpc a better place you absolute ball of sunshine

@stilesstylelinski trick you fuckin goblin i don't know what i would do without our bullshit or your unconditional emotional support you and i have both had a pretty shit year and i'm just really glad we could lift each other up even a little bit throughout all of it . stemma owns my soul and i'm still just in awe of your portrayal okay you basically pull the boy off the screen

@boundforhale MOM mom i love you mom i'm so grateful for you and for the gremlin chat and for all the support and love you give . you're so talented and kind and you need to be NICER to yourself for taking your time with replies i would be happy with a reply a year okay plus derek is a stubborn asshole it wouldn't make sense if he woke up all the time lol when he does he comes out swinging though you knock it out of the park every time

@ruinedmyself twin 🤍 i think you're so neat okay the way your brain works is so fascinating and the love you put into your muses is like palpable you're so cool and so talented and brooklyn and sam are so fucking funny i can't watch the basement yard anymore without thinking of them . i'll make more edits of them soon the accuracy is just so unreal lol

@inkedmuses VVVVVV listen i have such brainrot for john b and emma right now they make me so happy all of our ships are so cute and interesting and i love them so much you have some of the coolest plot ideas ever it's so chaotic and so fun to just yell ideas at each other and bring them to life

@guiltye LILLY i mean i just could yell forever and i will i WILL yell forever i can't even believe how intricate and deep and unique all of our plots are i'm constantly in awe of your mind every time i get a meme or reply from you i'm starstruck i love you and i love yelling about noah with you and i just think you're so fucking cool and so creative and talented and interesting and strong as all hell and you just never fail to make me smile *mandolin playing* you got all my love 🤍

@n0prom1ses lumiiii listen i love these idiot sisters so much already and i think all of our ships and dynamics are so neat 🥹 i'm sad we lost so much time especially knowing why but i'm so glad nature is healing and that sonny is once again dragging asher by the balls bc frankly it's what he goddamn deserves

i could literally go on for hours but i do want to get some things done lmao so here's some more people that my note to is this : i adore y'all and i hope you have the best holidays / new year and that 2024 brings you everything you hope for 🤍

@svnflowehrs , @escapedfromthevoiid , @hellgiven , @qapsiel , @westwingsolo , @r4chelamber , @ofcrxwns , @ofblackskies , @neverrcry , @gunchamber , @controlledvolatility , @sarcasticsnackpack , @localsalt , @fuckmeupindie , @hstoryhuh , @mecwmellc , @surgcns , @unitcd , @unbearablyindifferent

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A New Game? Lackluster Armament!

Chapter Warnings: Violence, Injury

Lana and Zoro lost nearly fifteen minutes before she finally surrendered, fighting to catch her breath as Zoro rolled over on his back in the grass beside her, sighing lightly.

"Guess even after all this time, I'm still not strong enough," she griped unhappily.

"You're impressively strong," Zoro assured her, clasping his hands behind his head as he relaxed. "But we were both training, don't forget. You got stronger, but so did I. The gap between us is exactly the same as it ever was."

"I'll close that gap someday," Lana resolved stubbornly. "You can't stay so many steps ahead of me forever."

"We'll just see about that," Zoro grinned. He loved the competition almost more than he loved the woman herself. "I wonder if anyone else is here yet."

"No way, they'd have to pass right by us to get to Shakky's," Lana reminded him. She rolled to chase him, resting her chin on his chest and kicking her feet up in the air.

"Wonder what's keeping them," Zoro sighed.

"Who's to say? Who knows where they've been all this time," she pointed out.

"Hm. Think they stayed on task?"

"I can't even say how many of them got Luffy's message, or how they may have interpreted it," Lana mused. "When Luffy does arrive, there's a very real chance we might have to set out to hunt down the others."

"Nah. They got the message," Zoro yawned dismissively. "We just have to find a way to pass the time while those slowpokes make their way here."

"Shouldn't be too hard."

"I don't know. I'm bored again."

"Already?!"

"Play another game with me."

"Sure. Which one?"

"I just thought of a new one."

"Oh yeah?"

Give me your hand," Zoro requested.

Lana did as he asked and he pressed their palms together.

"Show me your haki. Any armament you can manage," he instructed.

"Well..."

Lana concentrated. Black blossomed across the tips of her fingers. She focused fiercely, forcing the spread to creep down slowly.

"Relax," Zoro coached her. "It's a matter of flow, not force."

"Flow? Of what exactly?" she puzzled.

"Some spiritual element. Hawk-eye's explanations went over my head, but the training stuck."

Zoro turned her hand over, two fingers tracing a line up her arm, past her elbow, all the way until their pads rested at her temple.

"It's directed by will. Strength and control are essential, but like any part of your body, it can strain if you pull it too far from its natural range."

Lana didn't get it, but she evened her breaths and tried to let the tension flow out of her muscles.

"Try to think of it like blood, or something flowing with the blood in your veins," Zoro attempted to clarify. He could tell from Lana's expression that he wasn't expanding her understanding of the principle. She was still struggling.

"Life force?" she ventured.

"Something like that. Don't overthink it, just try to feel it," Zoro sighed. 'She's getting in her own way by making it more about thought than intuition.'

"Sounds like an exercise meditation could help with," Lana observed.

"It could, but you're doing it again. That old, bad habit."

"Huh?"

Zoro clasped his fingers through hers, holding her captive. Lana lost focus and her meager hardening along with it.

"You're putting unnecessary limits on yourself," Zoro scowled.

"Hey!"

Zoro's grip was like iron, his skin darkening suddenly to pitch black from his fingertips to his elbow. Bumps pricked up along Lana's spine as she realized the sensation of his vise-like hold on her hand was terribly familiar.

'This is what Hawk-eye did to startle me all those years ago... was it a test then?' she wondered, the incident cast in a new light with the benefit of hindsight.

"You're going to use your haki to break free," he commanded her. "I won't release you until you make me."

"Zoro!"

Lana growled, but she knew that tone. His resolve was set. Unless she met his condition, he would keep her here indefinitely.

"I can't pick the technique up just like that! The practice I- Ah! Zoro!"

He tightened his grip, the pressure becoming painful.

"Stop limiting yourself!" he ordered gruffly. "The only thing holding you back is your own doubt. Quit messing around and just DO IT!"

"You expect me to best you on my first try?!" she fumed. "You've been training at this for two years, how- Ahh!"

"Of course I expect it of you!" Zoro said, fingers crushing between hers. "Match my haki or mine'll break your hand."

"Grr!"

"Breathe. Focus. Do it."

His words were encouraging, voice level and comforting even as her hand creaked in his. He had absolute faith in her ability to pull it off when push came to shove. His easy confidence was really starting to piss her off.

'He'll do it. He'll hurt me if he thinks it'll force me to get better. I could use my devil fruit power to get out of this... but that would be the same as giving up! I'd rather die than back down from this smug bastard!'

"You know I'm going to give you hell for this!" Lana spat, sucking in a breath through grit teeth.

"I should hope so," Zoro smirked beneath her.

"Jerk! Nnnng!

Lana bit back a sharp cry of pain a something in her hand cracked.

'Flow, gotta feel... damn it, it hurts!'

Rage boiled in the center of Lana's chest, spreading through her veins like fire. The sensation carried a spark with it, something that felt familiar and yet...

There it was!

By now, Lana was used to adversity bringing out power. Like Zoro, she'd come to expect herself to rise to any challenge and learn what she needed to overcome obstacles as they presented themselves. The growing pain in her hand and Zoro's persistently contracting grip gave her the push she needed, panic bringing out her latent haki as the prospect of broken bones filled her with dread.

Black surged down Lana's arm, crackling green aura dancing over her skin and clashing with the calmly swirling purple over Zoro's armament.

"Good! Now that's more like it!" Zoro grinned gleefully. He gave in to her pushing and allowed her to slam his hand into the ground beside his head. He released her as promised, but the pain in her hand didn't subside. It spiked when she clenched her hand into a fist, lips curling down in a ferocious snarl.

"Yeah, it is good!" Lana growled angrily.

"Uh..."

She drew her hardened fist back and slammed it into Zoro's smug face with all the force she could summon. Zoro considered blocking the blow, but only briefly.

'She earned one hit.'

The impact drove his head an inch into the soft ground and when she drew her first back, Zoro's grin was bloodied but unfaltering.

"That's for hurting my hand!" she scowled fiercely. She pushed up and off of him, stomping away with fury rolling around her in a curling, foreboding haze.

"Lana! Don't leave! Where are you going?" he protested, leaning up onto his elbows to watch her storm away.

"I'll train by myself until the others get here!" she seethed without sparing him a backwards glance. "Find some way to entertain yourself on your own!"

Her moodily muttered grumbling faded into the distance along with her emphatic, irate footsteps.

"Not even a thank you," Zoro griped, settling back into the grass. 'Nap time,' he thought nonchalantly. 'I'll placate Lana later if she doesn't cool off on her own.'

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