#eheheh finally i can post something in here

[kiull90]

🎄 heyyoo everyone i wish you all a merry Christmas and happy holidayy

I hope you have a nice time this end of the year

Here some lil shadamy art from me ✨🎄

Practice doing my chibi art 👀

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Wanna draw more for christmas or new year but only can do simple art for now 😭😭

[yaut-jaknowit]

Begging you for some more smut with Mai’tuiudh. Could start off as angst and follow up from the same male soldier reader idea, thought it could be fun and I love your creativity (I’d be a liar if I said I wasn’t kicking my feet the day it was posted.) And as always, drink some water and take care:D

Returned to Him Part 2

Pairing: Mai'tuiudh (male Yautja) x AMAB!Reader

Warnings: Hate sex, rough sex, seems mean but they love each other (promise), no prep, use of lube, lots of teasing, biting, blood (from biting), marking, knotting, mentions of breeding, Mai’s a possessive cunt, forceful cum eating.

Word Count: 2998

Summary: Shortly after you return from battle, Mai'tuiudh in on the verge of never letting out of his sit. He's damn near ready to kidnap you and take you to his ship. But, you were able to talk him down. Yet, he still presses the issues. He doesn't understand. He doesn't understand you are afraid. You don't know if you could survive out there. This leads to a heated argument.

Author Note: Please forgive me for how long it took me to get to you! But I hope to make it up with writing hate sex. Enjoy! Ehehehe

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Ao3

After three days of bed rotting with Mai nearly refusing to move from on top of you, he finally allowed you to have some space. For an alien who sits alone in his ship for months, he’s a needy, greedy creature. He needs you. He wants you. He’ll stop at nothing to have you by his side for the rest of his life. Nearly going as far as kidnapping you and dragging you to his ship.

When he attempted that trick, you had to talk him down from fulfilling that idea. The life he wants to live with you, out in space, that’s too much of a leap right now. To leave everything behind was something you couldn’t just do without preparing first, talking about it.

Plus, there’s people’s lives in your hands. You work with your military brothers and sisters to protect this nation from any threat. To the point, you’ve even lost your arm for it. This far deep? You couldn’t just abandon your life without thinking about it, talking about it.

But Mai? He doesn’t understand. The lifestyle is completely different. The differences between livelihoods and cultures. He knows at a young age already, he’ll be exploring the stars one day, hunting. You, on the other hand, wouldn’t expect to even leave earth’s atmosphere at any time. Mai believes that’s complete horseshit.

“Come live with me. We can hunt together. Get away from here. We can be together,” Mai argues and giving you a desperate look. One he would deny until his days end. He’ll also deny the fact he was pleading with you, wanting nothing more for you to join him.

You groaned and placed down the spoon, the noodles being stirred enough. “Mai-“ you about faced on your heel “- I’ve told you already: I’m not ready.” Mai growled, face morphing with frustration. His nails dragged across the kitchen counter. “I’ve never expected to live out there. Who knows the dangers? Or the fact if I could even survive?”

Had he not thought about that? The two of you are completely different species. Could humans even survive beyond the atmosphere? Or would you just be confined to his ship? Those are the worries that hold you back. But Mai’tuiudh doesn’t understand this. Not when his life revolves around space travel.

As the ignorant male he his, Mai rolled his eyes in a dramatic fashion and leaned against the counter. His one arm holding up his upper body. “Do you think I would take you out there if I didn’t know it was safe?” he snapped and glared at you, brows lowered.

“You know what, Mai! I don’t know. I know so little about you that it makes me nervous.” You threw up your hands. “You can’t get mad at me for randomly leaving when you do the same or you just show up in my room out of nowhere.” You dragged your hand down your face then gave him a pointed look. “You know out there. I don’t.”

Mai huffed and rolled his head again. Maybe he could find his brain while he’s doing that. “And I could teach you. I don’t know why you think this is such a big deal. It’s space. You’ll have me every step of the way. I’ll teach you the ways to protect yourself.” The blue Yautja made it sound so sweet. Like this was a life you’ve always meant to.

The frustration hit a boiling point inside of you. With less than a week to cooperate your life after loosing your limb and him hounding down on you like that, you snapped. You marched over to him and shoved your finger into his chest. “You know what?! I’ve had it. You are not even thinking about me. Just your fucking self.”

“You fight a meaningless war. If you join me amongst the stars, I can give you a reason to fight, to hunt. You would never have to worry about anything with me,” he argued and stepped forward. That forced you to step back. Mai kept pushing you until your back met the wall in the kitchen.

Both of your hands, metal and not, were curled into fists as you angrily stared up at Mai. “At least I fight for my country. What do you do? Kill and hunt people! Good people. They don’t deserve to die.” He hunts for trophies. Those trophies include people from your kind. Humans.

A growl echoed around you. The blue Yautja leaned down and got into your face. “You don’t seem to hate it when I gift said trophies to you.” The only human skull you accepted was sitting upon a shelf in your bedroom, above your bed. His growl morphed into a purr. One of his hands rested on your chest, pinning you effectively to the wall.

Other courting gifts were around the small space offered to you. A space that you only needed.

Blood instantly ran south, your cock twitch in the confines of your pants. “I hate you,” you snarled at him with less fire than before.

Mai smirked an alien expression and brushed his lower mandibles against your jaw. His hand slid up to ensnare your throat. “You don’t. Not when I’m balls deep in your ass,” he purred into your ear. You couldn’t help the shuttered that controlled your body for a moment. Your heart beat increased, thundering under his fingers.

“I don’t know wh-what you mean,” you sputtered and attempted to keep your angry façade on. Yet, when his knee nudged between your legs, it was hard to focus on nothing more than the pleasure he was creating with little touches. “You kill people. You hunt people.”

“And?” he dismissed with smug look still on his face. The blue Yautja jerked his knee up. You instantly grinded down on it. “Clearly, you don’t mind I hunt your species. That I take their skulls. Like I could do to you at any moment, but I don’t. Because you’re my mate.”

Fuck, you were losing yourself so quickly. You reeled back your thought and tried to remember the current argument. “I can’t just… just leave my home. This is all I know.” You grinded your hips down, your cock beginning to harden and growing a bulge in your pants. A noticeable bulge that Mai reached down cupped. You grunted, teeth clenched shut for the moment. “I hate you.”

“You say that as if your dick isn’t twitching against my hand,” he taunted and squeezed your shaft till it nudged a painful degree. He pulled the limb away and only offered his thigh to rut against.

“You caused this!” you snapped at him, jerking your head forward to get into his space. Yet, the hand still pinning your neck to the wall prevented that. “This is all your fault.” The inside of your pants were starting to grow sticky the longer this went on. He growled and crowded your space against with his face in yours.

His upper mandibles widened to press his snout to your nose. “It’s your own destruction, little one.” You pressed your nose harshly to his snout and glared daggers. Until, he twitched his thighs between your open ones. The harsh expression on your face instantly melted away as you moaned and began to pant.

The strength you once held fell away. You leaned back against the wall and kept rutting your hips down on his thick thigh. “I hate you,” you groaned and let your eyes drift shut. The Yautja chuckled and trailed his tongue from your jawline down your neck once his hand was out of the way. His muscle left behind a wave of goosebumps. You shuttered in his hold and reached for his shoulders.

Your hands were snatched up and pinned above your head before you could register the movement. “You don’t get to touch. Not with that attitude.” Heat from both desire and anger flared its ugly head inside of you. You pulled on his hold but he was an unmovable statue.

Mai grasped the front of your pants and swiftly tore it off of you. You yelped as your cock met the cool air of your apartment. You squirmed in his hold, rubbing your hard shaft against his thigh the best you could in this position. The head leaking pearls of white beads. You couldn’t help the whine when he refused to touch you further.

“You’re such an ass. Fucking teasing me when you can see how hard I am,” you spat at your mate who only smirked in your face in return.

A chuckle erupted from his throat. Mai squeezed his hand around your captured wrists then dragged his other hand down your torso. He purposefully ran a talon over your already perky nipple. You had to stifle a moan to not give him the satisfaction. His sharp nails left goosebumps in their wake. He stopped just shy of your aching cock.

“Look at you. Poor thing, just making such a mess,” he teased and palmed at the area above your dick. The skin still slightly sensitive due to how thin it was. You rutted up, cock slapped against your torso. “A need little ooman, desperate for my touch.”

Fire flickered alive in your eyes. “Fucking touch me, Mai! I swear to god,” you demanded and pulled at the makeshift restraints. Yet, his hold didn’t falter.

He used his thumb to rubbed over the leak tip of your cock. The sudden, intense pleasure had your breath hitching and back arching off of the wall. Then, the touch was gone. You whined and jerked your hips forward, demanding for more. “Asshole. Ass! Hole!” He just brought his thumb up to his face and licked off the bead of precum staining the finger.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fucking your asshole soon enough.” If you had the chance, you would strange him for that retort.

The blue Yautja grabbed at the leftover clothing still hanging off of your hips and tugged it off in one clean pull. Your lower body was free from anything covering it. He pulled his knee from between your legs which caused you to whine. Next, he let go of your hands, his own finding their way to your waist. They were massive, easily engulfing your hips.

One of your hands grasped at one of his tresses, the other finding a place on his shoulder. Then, Mai lifted you off of the ground. Your thighs pressed tightly to your chest, effectively pinning you in place. It only took on arm to hold you up while the other fumbled with his waist band. The Yautja was able to pull it down enough for his engorged cock to slap against his toned abdomen.

“Is this what you’ve been wanting this entire time?” He ran the tip of his own leaking cock around the tight rim of your asshole. You tried to push down enough so the very tip could push inside of you, but that failed.

“You know what I fucking want.” Mai purposefully teased you by sliding his cock between your cheeks, rubbing his slick and scent all over you. He was just as hard as you were. The two of you desperate for one another.

“Might need to remind me again,” he purred, head bowed as he watched himself scent mark you. You would smell like him for the next upcoming weeks just from this.

From his belt, he popped open a bottom and dosed his hand a little. The cold touch of lube around your puckered hold had you squirming his hold. Despite your anger for him in the moment, he wouldn’t do a thing to harm you when you didn’t consent. He did his cock next and lined up the head.

“Still hate me?” he snickered, both of his hands returned to the back of your thighs.

A glare continued to be set on the Yautja. “Fuck you.” Your head tipped back when the Yautja shoved as much of his length he could on the first thrust in. He stretched you out nicely, only able to fit half at first. Something he had to remedy swiftly.

Mai pulled back till the head was still lodged inside before surging forward. His entire shaft finally fit perfectly inside. His hips were flushed with yours, cock twitch deep inside your channel. You moaned and pulled on his tress, gaining a grunt from the alien. Mai’s hands tightened for a moment as he forced himself to stay still. “I prefer it when I’m fucking you instead,” he purred deeply, torso flushed with yours. Your cock trapped between the two bodies. The pressure adding a nice hint of pleasure to this feast.

With him deep inside of you, your resolve finally fell away. The anger that hung on you washed away. You tugged on his tress and pulled him towards your face. “Fuck me, please,” you begged him and pressed your forehead against his in a soft gesture.

“Happily.” Mai found the perfect rhythm and angle to hit your prostrate with each harsh thrust. He claimed you like many times before, knowing your body better than you did. His size offered you the ability to feel his veins each time he pulled out.

Your mate leaned down and latched his fangs onto your neck with a growl. One of your legs was leg go to hook around his waist instead. With his newly freed hand, he wrapped it around your engorged cock and teased the tip of his thumb. You smacked your head against the wall, the pain quickly forgotten about. “Mai!” you called his name in surprised, nails digging into the flesh of his shoulder.

His fangs dug deeper into your neck, not yet piercing the feeble skin. “Good boy. Keep begging. You’re mine, mine to fuck, mine to breed. You’re never allowed to leave.” The teeth on his inner mouth sunk into your flesh, drawing both a cry and blood in the same second. “I’m keeping you on my ship. Never allowed to leave me again.”

All of his words went over your head at the growing pleasure boiling in the pit of your stomach. Blood ran down from the new mark he left on you, continuously marking you as his. Forever. He snarled a deep tone and quickened his pace. His rough hand slickened with lube moved at the same pace, keeping up the speed.

The double assault turned your brain into a puddle. He ran his teeth down your neck to your shoulder and snapped his jaw shut. More blood dripped from another wound he created.

“You’re pauk-de mine, little one!” he snarled and pinched the head of your cock. More precum leaked out to stain his fingertips.

This time, he forced his fingers into your mouth and made you taste yourself on them. They were shoved to the back of your throat. You gagged on them, throat tightening around them. “Yeah, you take anything I give, don’t you?” He had unlatched from your shoulder and licked at the shell of your ear. The taste of your own precum salty on your tongue.

Mai’tuiudh pulled them out and resumed to jerking you off. The saliva on his fingers adding to the slick covering your shaft. You mewled. Your metal hand still holding onto his tress while your flesh one gripped his shoulder with a deadly hold.

“Are you going to come? Already?” He could feel the telltale signs of your muscles pulsing around his thick shaft. Not that he was doing so hot either. His knot already expanding, waiting for his seed to spill into you awaiting body.

“So-so are you,” you retorted with a snarky response and kept panting. Your head rolled back, exposing the column of your throat to him. Blood already stained your skin. His teeth have already laid their claim on you.

A chuckle escaped from the alien. “Yeah, yeah I am. Because I know I’m going to knot you and fill your ass with my seed. I’ve marked you, my mate.” By gods grace, he was good at that.

Close to edge, he focused solely on your tip with short, quick jerks. You were instantly spurting cum all over his hand and chest, running down his toned abs. Your eyes rolled into your head as every muscle tightened and locked down on his still pounding cock.

“That’s it, good boy. Coming around me. Yeah,” he said with a breathy tone and rested his forehead against your shoulder. “You’re going to take it. You’re going to take every drop or I’m going to fuck it back into you. Don’t you dare waste a single drop.” His pace quickened, throwing you into oversensitivity. You tried to squirm, anything to get him to ease up or at least stop touching your cock. But, Mai get’s what he wants.

With one last thrust, he buried his knot passed your tight ring of muscles and filled you with his seed. He groaned deeply, body twitching. His cock throbbed, pulsing as his seed fills you. Not a single drop allowed to drip pass the knot sealing everything inside of you.

You groaned and let your eyes fluttered open once he stopped twitching. A lopsided grin washed over your features. Mai picked up his head to look down at you and mess he made of you. A grunt sounded from the giant. He leaned down and rubbed his forehead to yours in a sweet manner. “You always look so good with me knotted inside of you,” he chuckled and laved his tongue over the marks on your neck and shoulder.

Pain shot across the marred skin. You couldn’t help the whine that sounded from the back of your throat. He kept licking, silently telling you his apologies. Not that he meant them when he would do them all over again.

Smoke filled your senses. Your eyes snapped wide, head whipping towards the kitchen. Shit! The spaghetti!

[stupidthoughtsinwriting]

Don't leave me... I'll stay (Loki)

Summary: After an argument causes a rift between Loki and Y/N, the day is spent ignoring the other until Y/N decides to spend the night away from Loki.

Warning: Angst? i dunno what else to put in but angst eheheh. long maybe? this is a very long fic eheheh. ohh and another thing is that this may be prone to mistakes as i dont have anybody to proof this so... ehehhe

Note: eheheeh the liar has finally posted what was promised, precisely a month late or later. eheheh sorry to those who waited, school has taken a lot of my time, I barely open my laptop to work and im rarely here anymore but i've got until the monday off so lets see what i'll do with that eheheh

The context is vague, I apologize but i am complete rubbish at this. at everything really, including writing so eheheh. To those brave souls that braved this whole thing, Thank you! so very deeply, from the bottom of my heart for even showing the slightest bit of interest in my rubbish ideas. Hope you like it and im stopping myself from going any further and prolonging this intro ehehhe, Enjoy!😊

‘No Loki! Just because I have this disease, doesn’t mean you have the right to keep me locked up like some sort of china. I am able to do just about everything I could before I told you and you have no right telling me what I can or cannot do’ you countered his argument but being stubborn, neither of you relented nor ceased.

You were now second guessing whether it was right or not, telling him about the chronic illness you were diagnosed with, but you knew that you did the right thing if you wanted this relationship to have a good foundation. The reaction however… was not how you thought things would go.

It was simple at first. Barely noticeable and could have been mistaken as added doting to his already caring nature with you but overtime, it became more and more obvious how he was setting up these restrictions you never would have agreed on. It only grew ridiculous, and you would have allowed the passive ones, but this was the final straw.

Your patience had worn thin over the entirety of the argument however, as comments grew more rash and the final ‘disapproval’ of your oncoming task was remarked, you snapped. He had no right to restrict you of activities and tasks he thinks are too much for your condition and it only insulted and hurt you to think that he thought you so frail and weak that even simple chores were too much.

‘I am going on this mission, whether you “approve” or not, because just telling you was out of courtesy. I refuse to be told of my restrictions by anyone besides myself. I would have understood your concerns if the situation were more grave, but for the love of God, it’s a simple data extraction.’ You exasperated, growing tired of fighting about something you know he won’t fold on.

‘In an abandoned Hydra base!’ he pointed out, choosing not to acknowledge how you outright dismissed his concern, no matter how much it hurt. ‘You know of the dangers that lurk in those retched lairs and often times there are still those who patrol the premises. You do remember when Rogers and Romanoff were attacked during their little escapade in Camp Leigh, do you not?’

‘Of course, I remember, I’m not a moron’ you snide, glaring daggers at the raven-haired god and you were just about to justify how Barnes was going with you however the comment he let out was the final pull on the thinned thread.

‘Well, you certainly are acting like one’ he mumbled without thinking, turning away. He thought it was low enough so you wouldn’t hear but he thought wrong.

‘I beg your pardon?!’ you all but screeched out of fury. Loki flinched before he turned at the high pitch and fury, he heard from you. He saw the outraged his comment caused in your eyes. The fire that burned in those beautiful orbs of yours was terrifying however, what truly frightened him was how you took a breath, calming yourself and before he could so much as apologize, rolled your eyes and turned away.

‘I’m done’ you raised your hands in surrender, turning your back to him.

‘What do you mean you’re done?’ he asked as fear of losing you threatened his being. You mean everything to him and just the very thought of losing you and him being the very reason you were gone… it opened a holocaust in his mind.

‘This conversation, I am done. I’m ending it before either of us say something or does more damage that there already is’ you yield, busying yourself with tidying up the files you had splayed out all over the floor.

Relief flooded his senses before guilt quickly bore fruit.

He watched as you packed up your work and strode out of the room. It took him a minute, but he followed you out and once he finally reached the living room, he met the sight of you slipping on your trainers and throwing your gadgets, wallet and keys in your bag before moving to the door and slamming it shut.

He stood frozen in the threshold of the hall as he processed what happened. All he wanted was to keep you safe. Never did he think that things would go this bad.

You stormed out of the flat and went to the compound for the briefing you had with Bucky. It was scheduled for tomorrow, but you just could not stay in the flat, not with him, not at the moment. You needed a cool head and quite frankly, yours was blazing.

You called Barnes to reschedule, which he agreed to but before he could ask why, you had already hung up. You needed to calm down, seriously.

You took a scenic route around the city before heading to the facility. You parked at the car park and turned off the vehicle before you let your head fall on the steering wheel. Loki’s’ words really stung but in his own way, you knew he meant well. He loved you but it felt demeaning to be confined to one place or to be babied. You are a grown woman; this disease may affect you in some way but you wouldn’t let it define and control your life like its slowly doing to Loki.

You took your phone to look at the time and was greeted with lock screen background of you and Loki cuddling, fast asleep. Someone from the team took the picture to spite Loki but you found it adorable and set it on your phone. It brought a small grin to your lips until you got a message from Barnes saying which conference room was being used for the quick briefing. You sighed, taking your bag before exiting the car and heading in the building.

The briefing was quick. Only about the layout of the base, where to go and what to take. You were in and out in possibly ten minutes, but you longed for it to be longer. You didn’t want to go home yet so you stayed for a chat with the others, talking to Wanda about her relationship, discussing with Bruce the project he was working on before you went and left with a goodbye, heading for the shops for dinner prep and a bit of groceries, taking your time in each aisle to pass the minute until you really had to go home.

Loki had texted Thor after you left, asking if you were at the compound. It took a bit for his brother to respond but eventually he replied with ‘Barnes says she’s on her way for a meeting’. He felt relieved to at least know where you are, knowing you were safe and not alone somewhere. 

Hours passed until he heard your keys on the front door, the metal snake keychain giving a distinct clink with the rest of your keys. He looked to the door from where he sat on the living room, watching as you trudged in the brown bags of groceries. You kicked the door closed and placed the bags in the kitchen bench, never sparing him a look. He could sense that you didn’t want to be around him, he could always sense it. He’s had years of experience with being ignored nor wanted. He knew when to take his leave, so he left for the bedroom, never sparing you a sound of his departure.

You saw Loki on the chaise when you walked in. You blatantly ignored him, but he was on the couch. The only indication you got that he left was when you heard the bedroom door close. You were fixing everything you had bought to the cupboards and the pantry when you just heard the soft click of the door closing. You felt bad with how distant you two were being but what stung more is that he couldn’t bear to be in the same room as you that he had to leave. You wanted to make things right. You were thinking of things to say as you put away the vegetables, but he seemed to want the opposite.

You put everything away and started making supper, finishing an hour or two later. Loki still hasn’t left the bedroom, though you did hear the shower run a few minutes prior, so you ate by yourself, wallowing in your thoughts about the mission and Loki.

Your bowl was half gone when he emerged from the room and moved to where you were eating on the table. You had prepared him a bowl, which now sat at the other end of the table. You weren’t talking to each other, but you still care and love him. The soup had gone a bit cold, but it was there, and he sat and ate it anyways.

Both of you stayed silent, neither breaking the silence as the tension grew thick. You quickly finished the rest of your meal before standing abruptly to start cleaning up. You let the bowl rinse and soak in the sink while you stored the leftovers in a container and to the fridge. You had put more than enough on his bowl, so you were sure he wouldn’t be asking for seconds. You quickly washed the dishes whilst he ate while reading his book. He was nearly done when you left the kitchen and proceeded to the bathroom.

He let out a sigh and dropped his book when he heard the shower running. He has been staring at the very same paragraph over and over but not once has he actually paid attention to the text let alone understood it. He was hoping to break the ice between you two, but he froze, missing his chance.

He rinsed his own dish and made sure everything was good and locked up before he went back to the bedroom, preparing to go to bed.

You came out a few minutes later, steam billowing from the ensuite and following you. Your hair was wrapped up in a towel, your body clad in the oversized jumper you adored, with a nightie underneath. You still refused to acknowledge him as you made your way to the closet, grabbing a spare comforter.

This got Loki’s attention and was what broke the silence of the room, really the silence you have both established since the argument earlier.

‘What are you doing?’ he asked as he stopped fluffing the pillow in his hold. Your pillow.

‘I have a few case files to read and paperwork to do so… I’m staying in the living room’ you stated, hardly with any emotion, tugging at the comforter from the top shelf.

‘And the need for a blanket?’ he questioned again, looking over your well bundled figure. The sweater you had was thick and big enough to cover your legs if you were truly that cold, he knew that and the fact that you only use blankets whenever you were going to sleep.

‘It’s likely I’ll fall asleep on the couch so I’m preparing for the inevitable. To put it bluntly, I’m sleeping on the couch’ you say, finally turning around to see him holding your pillow before you moved to leave the room.

All Loki could do was nod, clenching his jaw as his hands dropped your pillow and watch as you left the room. He couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t will his lips to move in protest and just accepted what was going to happen. He didn’t want to force you seeing how that went earlier, so he let it… you, go do what you wish. He didn’t want to lose you and he’d do anything and everything to avoid that.

He got cleaned up in the bathroom before he went to bed. He couldn’t sleep and for hours he’s spent it staring up at the ceiling. Once he'd learned to sleep with you by his side, it was harder now to do so without you and the lingering thoughts of your fight earlier kept him company.

It took a while before the fatigue finally succumbed to him, his mind too tired to do anything that it finally forfeited and let him rest.

You on the other hand, haven’t slept at all. Not a wink of it. You spent a bit writing up some reports and looking over at some case files but after you found that you couldn’t focus, you packed everything up and tried to get some sleep. Tried. You really did but as tired as your body was, your mind worked wonders in keeping you up.

The fight you had was your fore thought, mainly the look in Loki’s eyes when you said you weren’t sleeping in the same room as him. He always tried to look impassive in front of others but with you, his eyes held so many expressions of love and adoration, you saw none of that as he held your pillow.

You felt bad leaving him alone. The gesture alone of fixing your side of the bed was heart-warming, that it made you feel like a monster when you saw the look he gave you. Of absolute disappointment? It wasn’t the right word, but you felt like you took the one good thing he had and crushed it in front of him.

You tried to stave off such thoughts, thinking of your task for tomorrow and such but it wasn’t any use. Your mind was going miles per minute, and you just couldn’t keep up. You stayed on the couch for hours, laying on the furniture as your eyes stayed transfixed on a spiderweb on the ceiling. You grew restless overtime so the idea of making tea came to mind.

You thought it a good idea for a cup to help you, so you finally got up. You took the towel you used from the coffee table and hung it on a chair as you turned the kettle on. You grabbed a cup from the drying rack and dropped the bag of chamomile you got from the jar, as you waited for the water to boil.

It was then you heard a whimper. It came fast and low, you were beginning to think that you imagined it when you heard it again. You left the cup sitting on the counter as you went to investigate, looking all around the open space of the flat until it finally registered to you that it was coming from the bedroom.

Loki…

Fast steps quickly took you to the door of the room, which was left open and from where you stood, you heard his cries clearly. The room, gloomy when you entered had scarcely any light. The only source came from the dim lighting from the hall and the sliver of moonlight seeping through the curtains, but it was enough to help you at least see figures.

You moved to the general area of where the bed was and there you saw his figure, trembling slightly. From what you saw as your eyes further adjusted to the darkness, he laid on his side, his shirt damp with sweat, his face glistening and his hair sticking all over his neck and cheeks. He had a pillow in his hold, his head buried in the cushion, but the muffled whines and whimpers still persisted to reach your ears. It was your pillow.

It had been a long while since these terrible nightmares have plagued his nights. The last was far too long ago you hardly remembered it anymore. You remember how he once told you about it having something to do with you sleeping by his side. That something about you just calmed him and made his mind come to a peaceful state. The guilt you felt increased tenfold as the regret of leaving him alone ate you alive. You didn’t… you don’t… you couldn’t have imagined how much you had helped him without even realizing and now leaving him to his own devices… you felt like a pompous prick.

You sped to his side, whispering his name in hopes to arouse him but it proved to be futile.

You sat beside him, turning to the side to face figure. A finger reached to tuck the damp locks behinds his ears as you whispered his name again, hoping to get through his thoughts but it still wasn’t working. Your hands moved to cradle the side of his face, your thumb caressing his cheek in hopes to stir him as you continued to say his name.

‘Loki’ you said softly, knowing using any other tone or pitch would only frighten him further. You moved your head next to his, your body twisted in an awkward position, but you couldn’t care less. You continued to whisper his name close to his ear, your thumbs caressing those sharp angled cheeks until he finally stirred.

You felt it. That light shake of his head as he finally starts rouse, as if shaking off fatigue and merciless thoughts that haunted his mind. You pulled away a bit to see him properly, wiping the beads of sweat that coated most of his forehead with the sleeve of your jumper as your other hand continued their gentle caress on his cheeks. He had a furrow that pulled his brows together and normally you would have found it adorable but right now you only hoped to remove it.

He blinked slowly, gathering his bearings to check if he was truly out of the agonizing torment his mind had conjured. He was losing you. It was scene after scene of ways he loses you and all of it was his fault. From you leaving him after an argument, to the image of the mad titan snapping your neck in his grasp as he watched. Each scenario broke him in every way, and he just couldn’t bare it.

The sight was still fresh in his mind as he finally started to ebb away from the drowse of sleep. Then as panic set him as he realized and processed what had happened, he didn’t notice the soft whisper of his name or the caress of your delicate fingers. He was on the verge of complete panic, tears welling up his eyes when he felt it. You.

Your voice. You touch. Your scent. Everything. It all enveloped him to the point It became overwhelming, but he wanted it. To suffocate in everything you, to banish those horrid thoughts away.

‘y/n?’ he whispered meekly, still questioning whether he was still in the throughs of his nightmare.

‘I’m here, It’s okay. It’s just a nightmare’ you replied as tears started to pour from his eyes and cascade down his cheeks.

‘I’m sorry, I-I’m sorry, p-please don’t leave me’ he heaved, his voice shaking with every word, it broke your heart to hear him so broken. His arms moved to wrap around you, having a tight hold on your waist, leaving the pillow, as he wept.

You could only do so much to keep your own tears at bay, but you managed to stay strong. Your fingers wiped much of the tears, but they only continued to flow so you pulled him in to hide in the crook of your neck.

‘Shhh darling. It’s alright, I’m here, I promise’ you said in his ear, knowing his cries would only muffle his hearing. He cried and cried, apologizing just as much in between but you still dismissed every single one.

‘Shhhh, you’re okay darling. It’s only a nightmare, it’s alright’ you moved your body to lay on the bed fully, settling beside him comfortably as you held him tight. Your fingers weaved through his obsidian locks, scratching his scalp in hopes to console and comfort him in anyway as he continued to heave on the crook of your neck.

It broke your heart to see him like this. Frightened to the bone like a little boy, shivering as if dunk in the oceans of the arctic. All those years of suffering topped his insecurities and the lack assurance and consoling care throughout most of his life… of course he was afraid. Of the possibilities this life held. He’d seen the worst parts of it, of course id be difficult to peer outside that little protective box he hid in. And your argument certainly didn’t help matters.

He cried for a while and you let him. Bare his vulnerability to you and it was your honour to be shown this fragile part of him. You’d treasure the trust he had in you, to keep him safe in times like these. You wouldn’t let anything happen to him, especially like this. You love him too much.

He calmed down after a little while, still letting out soft sniffs and whimpers every once and a while, but he had calmed down. You placed a soft kiss on his temple, an assurance of sorts before pulling back to face him but his grip only tightened, a whine escaping his lips as he hid himself further in the safety of your hair.

He didn’t want you to pull away for fear of you having enough of him, but he wouldn’t have it. He couldn’t.

You hushed him softly, running a hand through his inky locks and caressing his scalp, assuring him you weren’t going anywhere and only meant to talk to him. He was reluctant but he gave in, nodding the slightest bit before pulling away to face you.

His face was red, eyes bloodshot and puffy around the eyelids, looking down and anywhere but at you. Streaks of tears, dry and fresh cascaded down his sharp features, causing his unruly hair to stick. The look he gave you completely broke your heart, rendering it to mush whilst he had the decency to look so heartbroken.

You kept your composure as a finger swiped a way those stray locks, tucking it behind his ear before he nuzzled in the warms of your palm. Your thumb glided along the prominent angle of his zygoma, brushing away whatever moisture was left until you tilted his head up, by the chin, to look at you. His beautiful emerald eyes shimmered with unshed tears however he still won’t look you in the eyes.

‘Loki’ his name came off your lips in a soft whisper, finally grabbing his attention. Now that you finally had it though, all words seem to have left you, your thoughts drawing blank. A sigh left your lips as you let your head drop to his, your foreheads pressed together as you closed your eyes.

‘I’m sorry’ you said blankly, your hand rising to come through his locks and to scratch his scalp. Whether it was for his comfort or your distraction, you wouldn’t know.

He shook his head, dismissing your apology. Half of him didn’t know what you were apologizing for yet the other had an idea as to what, and even if it truly was what you were thinking, he knew that it was his fault.

‘No, don’t apologize. It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have treated you as such, but please darling, forgive me. I cannot lose you, please. Don’t… don’t leave me’ he practically begged. He really couldn’t lose you. He just wouldn’t know what to do if he did, but he just knows he won’t survive it.

‘No, I must apologize’ you argued, continuing on before he could cut you off ‘My actions weren’t acceptable, but Loki… We cannot keep going on like this. I am my own person, I refuse to told what to do, let alone what I can’t. I refuse to be caged in the four walls of this flat like some treasured bird, I’m not. I will not be restrained. By some illness nor God or man. This won’t work if that is what you want’.

‘I know, I know. I-It’s not, It’s not what I want. I’m sorry but darling, I just can’t lose you. I can’t. I won’t survive it. Please, I won’t do it again, just please don’t leave me.’ He sobbed, dropping his head back down the crook of your neck and he held you in a tight embrace. You understood what he meant; you don’t think you could survive losing him too.

‘I won’t. I’m not leaving you. I would never. I'm staying’ You affirmed. You really wouldn’t, but you won’t stand being coddled to the brim.

You held on to each other tightly for a while. Just letting the others presence calm one another. Loki hidden in the arch of your shoulder, arms wrapped around your waist, while you laid your head on top of his, a hand mindlessly raking trough his gorgeous locks. It proved to be comforting for the both of you, evidently.

‘I only meant to protect you’ he mumbled with a sniff out of nowhere.

‘I understand, my love. And the best I could do is promise to be safe and extra careful. I won’t take too risky missions if that gives you a peace of mind.’ You offered. You knew he only meant well and cared for your safety. You love your job but often times, it was too dangerous, even for your standards after everything. Taking fewer and safer missions wasn’t a problem. As long as you had worked to do that involved helping people, you were satisfied.

You felt him nod his head lightly at the suggestion, causing a soft smile to bloom from your lips before placing a soft kiss on the crown of his head. You didn’t see it but a small smile curved his lips as well at the feel of your lips on his skin. The touch starved part of him relishing in these small moments of affection like treasure.

Your free hand moved to caress his back when you felt how damp the fabric of his top was. The sweat he had worked up earlier still hasn’t dried and you knew how uncomfortable he would get bathing in the slightest bit of dirt, hence why you thought of getting him cleaned.

You place another kiss on his cheek before attempting to untangle yourself from him. The events of the nights had taxed the god, but you wanted to get him at least a bit clean before he fully dozed off however, as you tried to get off his loving embrace, his grip only tightened, his droopy eyes opening wide to see the commotion. 

‘Shhh, It’s alright. I just have to head out to the kitchen to check something and I promise, I will be right back my love’ you said softly to his ear, hoping his drowse would keep. He gave a tired huff before reluctantly setting you free. Your grin only grew wider, and you place a quick peck on his lips before you scrambled off the bed.

You quickly checked the kitchen to see if the kettle hadn’t burned and once assured, you left it as it was and headed to the loo to get what was needed. You took a small towel from the cupboard bellow the sink and ran it under the water to get it wet. Once it was fully soaked, you wrang the excess water from the towel and quickly grabbed a spare shirt from the wardrobe before going back to the bedroom.

The darling god had his eyes closed with your pillow once again tight in his grasp. This time, the sight made you smile. At how adorable he looked, face squashed on the cushion. You could tell how exhausted he was though, so you made haste in getting him set for night’s (hopefully) peaceful rest.

You sat beside him on the bed, the shifting of the mattress making him dare open an eye just as you were about to rouse him. He gave you that small charming smile of his when he saw you and your hand moved to cup his cheek, letting the pad of your thumb caress his now dried cheeks.

‘Can you sit up for me, luv’ you asked, leaning down to his ear. He gave you a faint nod before you sat back and helped him up. The fatigue was really getting on to him as he laid his head on your shoulder, so you made sure to finish as soon as possible to finally let him have a good night’s rest.

You gathered his hair into a pony with one hand and held it away, while the other wiped the damp cloth on the back of his neck. He flinched at the contact, having been spared a warning, you promptly apologized and moved as quickly as you could.

You wiped his face with great care, before you pulled his shirt off and threw it on the nightstand, to be put on the hamper after you were done. You wiped him all over until you deemed it enough and gave him the spare shirt. He put it on and just before you could leave the bed again, he took your hand. He gave you a pleading look that spoke volumes, and how could you resist when he gave you those doe eyes.

You gave him a soft smile, leaving the little towel beside the shirt and made your way to your spot on the bed. You got comfortable before you looked at him, staring at you with great fondness, it made you bashful yet you still opened your arms, welcoming him in to be held, which with great eager, he accepted. He laid beside you, wrapping his arms around your torso as he inhaled the scent of your hair, a welcome comfort after the course of the night.

You pulled the covers up to cover you both, but the feel of his soft lips just made you forget about everything but him, making you snuggle closer in his hold.

He had his head laid on the top of yours, his arms tied around you and your legs intertwined. An arm of yours cradled the back of his head, tangling to the roots of his inky locks while the other drew abstracts on his back. You held each other, never saying a word yet the silence was finally comfortable. A tranquil state you two could once again relish.

The silence however gave your mind room to intrude the peace, thinking of how things got to this point. From the argument, to the dismiss of each other’s presence and up until the confession after the dreadful nightmare, you admit that parts of how this ended up being the conclusion of the day, was your fault. Yes, Loki had his own mistakes in the matter, but you could have taken a point and fixed it. Why didn’t you get a grip and made the effort to make things better.  You shouldn’t ha…

A deep sigh broke you out of your trance. A squeeze, you felt you were given as arms around waist tightened and you were pulled impossibly closer to the mass holding you.

‘I can hear your gears turning, darling’ Loki mumbled, followed by a small chuckle, breaking the deafening comfort of silence. The sound was well welcomed after the tension of the day.

‘Sorry, luv. Go back to sleep’ you reply, scratching his scalp. He hummed in response, a smile pressing against your hair before a quick peck was planted on the top of your head. You grinned, closing your eyes, hoping to finally get consumed by the black oblivion that was rest.

The gentle caress on your arm helped, lulling you to a peaceful state of mind. Loki knew what helped you too.

Eventually the night drew on, painting the dark skies with stars as the two held each other, succumbing to blissful state of peace promised by slumber.

The night was a lesson for the two. To understand the other, to work out their problems and to never go to bed angry.

[selfloverrrrrr]

Hai!! I love ur writing sm and i love how u write jjk characters😍😍 could i request a gojo x reader who r married for 5 years and the students have no idea and then they meet her and think shes a nrw student? Thank youuu feel free to ignore

Why would I ignore your request😭💓

Love your request... keep giving me requests❤️

And sorry if I'm posting it too late....

WHO IS SHE?!?!

Masterlist

Back story....

Me and Gojo were married from five years. My age is now 23 and Gojo is now 28. ( The first year students of jujutsu high are also 23) we got married at a very young age. We didn't have a big marriage ceremony or something. That's why many people doesn't think that I'm his wife at first.....

Back story ends...

It was a great day. Gojo's family told me they are gonna take me to the jujutsu high where Gojo works. I got ready. They told me to go there . After I got ready they told their driver to take me to jujutsu high. And now I finally arrived jujutsu high.

Entering there I saw Nanami. He knew who I was. I gave him a smile. He give me back the smile.

Nanami: y/n-san... suddenly?

Me: gojo's family told me I should visit here...

Namami: that's great... you can come here whenever you want

Me: thank you so much Nanami-san...

We didn't notice that the first year students were watching us.

Nobara: hey, guys...I think it's a new student here...

Yuji: yeah I think so...

Nobara: let's talk to her...

Yuji: yayyyy... let's go....new friend!!!

Nobara: Megumi? you coming or not?

Megumi: hmmm... yeah

They approached us. Seeing them Nanami told me goodbye and went to his work.

Nobara: hey 😊

Me: hello ☺️

Nobara: we're the first year students here... nice to meet you...

Yuji: yesss...nice to meet you 😊😊😊😊

Me: nice to meet you too ☺️

Megumi: nice to meet you

Me: yeah... nice to meet you too

Me: can you please tell where's the office of Gojo Satoru?

Yuji: Gojo sensei? Yeah... come with us....

They said and took me towards Gojo's office. Gojo was standing outside of his office. He saw me.

Gojo: Oh? You came here? That's nice...

Me: yuppp

Gojo: guys this is-

Nobara: we know sensei....we just talked...

Gojo: o... okey.... Y/n... come in my office for a moment.

Me: ok guys see you later then.

I went inside. Gojo suddenly pulled me towards him. (The door was closed but wasn't locked)

Gojo: you missed me that much? *Smirk*

Me: shut up... your family told me to come here *blushed*

Gojo: oh?

Gojo kissed my neck.

Me: Satoru! Tf?? Someone can saw us

Gojo: I don't care

Then he kissed me on my lips roughly. I grabbed the table for support.

On the other hand Nobara saw us from the door gap.

Nobara: WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! SENSEI IS KISSING THE NEW STUDENT!!!!!

Yuji and Megumi: WHAT!

They saw from the door gap me and Gojo kissing.

After some time when I went out the three of them rushed in gojo's office before I could get out.

All of them: Sensei??? What the fuck...why were you kissing that new student???

Gojo: what?

Nobara: don't act innocent....we saw you kissing y/n!

Gojo: but she isn't-

Nobara: she isn't What?

Gojo: but she is-

Nobara: now you are saying she is!!!

Gojo: GOD LISTEN TO ME! SHE ISN'T A STUDENT! SHE'S MY WIFE!

Nobara: what

Yuji: ?!

Megumi: huhh?!

Gojo saw me laughing behind them.

Gojo: why r u laughing???? They were almost going to kill your husband!!!!

Me: I'm sorry but.... it's so funny bahahahahaha

Gojo: the main question is... why were you three peeking in my office?!

Three of them: ehehehe...we should go now....y/n-san you should talk to Sensei...bye *runs away*

Gojo: heyy!!! Don't run!!!! Answer me!!!!!

I was still laughing at the situation....

Give me your requests guys....

I love when you give me your requests 💓

[hyukalyptus]

guys remember when i freaked out about professor!yeonjun lmaooooooooo we back

cw. professor!yeonjun x adult!student!reader, pining, fluff!!! no smut. but still minors don’t talk to me or interact sorrryyy <3

professor!yeonjun who’s so hot but so dorky. teaches something rly mundane like…i dunno…chemistry or something lmao. he’s extended his office hours for you bc you’re particularly interested in the topic. and he just gets so excited talking about it. smiling at you while he pushes his glasses up >< and then yall suddenly find yourself in this tense eye contact. he clears his throat and “well, i think, uh…it’s getting late, we should probably go.” and you leave flustered, not even able to remember why you went to his office hours in the first place.

professor!yeonjun who noticed that you didn’t attend class the next day. you were too nervous. so he sends you a message (like he does with all his students!) asking if you’re okay. reminding you of his office hours the next day in case you needed to pick up some notes.

professor!yeonjun who’s eyes brighten when you knock on the door, standing to greet you, almost stumbling over something bc he’s so flustered. “hi!” “hi professor choi…sorry i missed class—“ and he just makes sure everything’s ok and you’re getting overwhelmed with the coursework. “nono- i’m okay. i, uh, it was just a headache.” “i’m glad you’re feeling better.” and it’s that intense eye contact again. “…you’re probably here for notes, hm?” “oh! yeah yeah. that’d be great.”

professor!yeonjun whose ears turn red. every. time. you make eye contact with him. and you definitely pick up on it. but having a crush on a professor is silly, no? he’s never been creepy or pushy in any way. you can just tell he has a lil teeny crush on you too. so you start getting a little brave. leaving smiley faces next to your name at the top of your scantrons. it takes him a while, but he eventually reciprocates. drawing a smiley face next to your score with his red pen.

professor!yeonjun who’s bummed during finals. will he ever see you again? he’s gonna miss you popping into his office to ask questions so you can watch him rant about his favorite topic. he’s gonna miss your lil giggles at his dumb jokes in class. no one else laughs at them. but when you go to turn in your final scantron, he’s so happy to see a post it stuck to it, looking up at you with bright eyes. but oh no, there’s another student. he better hide it real quick even though he hasn’t had the chance to read it yet. and you scurry off quickly, smirking to yourself.

professor!yeonjun who’s grading them back in his office, already forgotten about the post it. so when he sees it again, his heart races. since youre not my professor anymore :) 555-345-6789. and he’s so so flustered. but doesn’t rush into it. waits until grades are posted. you’ve almost lost hope. but then one day-

hi! this is yeonjun (professor choi lol). was wondering if you wanted to get coffee or something?

and he hits send, throws his phone, and runs away ehehehe.

[tealenko]

I'm not spending more time in this one, so fuck it! Here it is XDDD

Erm, first of all: a big shoutout to @albinoshepard this is inpired by their pics, so I'll leave here the link (check them out, they're amazing!!)

Second: The moon is inpired by some pics of our Earth moon taken by some amazing photographers, I'll leave a link here too.

If you like this style, here are some links for you:

My MELE poster collection (still a work in progress)

Kaidan fire + smoke animation

And I'll leave some extra stuff and black and white version under the cut ⬇️

Yesterday (or better said, really early this morning) I said I wanted to sleep before posting this and I think it was worth it, I did some changes I missed before going to bed.

The thing is, I like the final version, but it depends on the monitor I display it T-T In one of them the older version looks way better (that's the bad thing with digital art lol), so I though I'll add "yesterday"'s version here too, and you can choose the one you like the most :D (that's the good thing with digital art ehehehehe)

I can also do an "only lines version" without background colors too (let me know if you are interested in that one).

Oh, there's another one i'd like to show you/talk about.

So, the thing I liked the most about the original pics were the contrast of the black and white. Obviously, I didn't take that route lol, because I thought it didn't fit my style as much... And I was also in love with the orange + blue moon concept (because they're my favorite colors)

Anyways, it's digital art, and I can do them all ehehehe So here's a black and white version :

That's all I think... I'm sure I'm missing something (as always) but if that's the case I'll do another post lol

Hope you like it/them!!!

~tea

[ayoharuko]

''Just for you..I'll change.'' Wanderer x Reader

This oneshot is dedicated to Wanderer! my ex main This oneshot of him is my comeback~! I hope you guys enjoy this and I'm so happy to be backkk~

My posts aren't gonna be as consistent btw, so I apologize if I do slow posts :<

Thank you for waiting for me btw :) I hope you guys enjoy reading this! Reader here is Gender Neutral (They/Them) and its a little angsty but don't worry fluff is at the end :3 Also! Its a little long soo hope you don't mind ehehehe~

REMINDER: This character does not belong to me but belongs to Mihoyo/Hoyoverse, this oneshot is fictional so please try and take this too seriously :), and most importantly. Enjoy reading!

"What is love...?'' A boy wearing a veil said while a younger boy sitting across from him looked at him with sparking eyes seemingly eager to answer the question.

"Love is something beautiful! At least thats what I see or heard from other people..'' He said with a giggle.

''I..wanna experience love too...'' The young boy said with a longing gaze, ''Can i..experience love too?'' The puppet asked, this time with curiosity radiating from him.

''Someday! When you find that special someone'' The younger one answered, and from that day onwards the puppet wondered for years and years....

To finally experience the love he was promised to have

Not until he met you of course, you thought him what love really was..it felt amazing to be loved..

Wanderer sighed at the memories flowing back to him, like falling deeper into the ocean of memories...

''Kuni? You alright?'' You asked worry flashing over your beautiful eyes, "I'm fine. Did you get what you needed?'' He said standing up from his seat.

"Uh..yea, seems like they had what I needed here ehe~'' You said with that cute giggle of yours. Fuck everything you do is cute!

"Kuni? Is there anywhere else you wanna go or should we head home?'' You asked adjusting the bag you held which was taken by your boyfriend to carry, "Lets head home, I'll cook lunch" He said walking ahead of you.

"Ehhh!? But I said I'll cook lunch for us!" You said cutely pouting while catching up to him, he sighed and looked at you with soft eyes.

"We've been out and about since early in the morning...its more better you rest your feet before they get sore'' He finished still looking at you with the same soft gaze.

He saw red hue splash on your face for a split second and then you looked away from him, "O-Okay...thanks'' You said holding his hand.

At this action. The puppet blushed and held your hand tighter as you both walked towards your home.

"Are you sure you don't need help?'' You asked done changing into your comfort clothes, "Yes. just go on and rest. I'll call you when its done'' He finished not gazing at you and just preparing the ingredients.

''Okay then! Thanks Kuni~'' You said hugging him from behind and kissing his cheek, then letting go and he heard your footsteps fade.

"I thought you loved me Scara!" You yelled eyes filled with tears, your face stained with them. ''I do love you!" He yelled back at you with frustration clouding his vision, why won't you just get it!?

''If you did love me you would listen to me and stop all...all of this!'' You yelled tears staining your face more.

''But why!? I'm finally going to become an actual God! I'll be able to prove to Beelzebub that I'm!'' He paused for a quick second and continued, ''That I'm...worth it'' He finishes, frustration fading away replacing it with sadness.

''K-Kuni...'' You bit your lip and wrapped your arms around him tightly, "I..I'm just worried...i..don't want to see you hurt'' You confessed and he fell his heart swell with love.

However, his revenge and anger was way stronger than the love you had for each other, and in the end. He continued his plan. Leaving you sobbing.

Fuck was he such an asshole.

He had everything already, you were his everything, yet he choose to throw you away...he was the same as Beelzebub.

Wanderer felt his hands quiver on top of the knife he was holding, he sighed and placed the object down and put the chicken inside the oven to cook.

He went over to your shared bedroom to see you and his anxiety instantly faded away as soon as he saw your smile, ''Mind if I join you?" He asked crossing his arms, looking at you with a soft gaze.

You smiled and patted the spot next to you, he smiled softly as he lay next to you, leaning his head against the headboard.

"Whats on the menu this lunch?'' You asked closing your book to pay attention to him, ''Roasted chicken and a salad'' He answered placing his arm against your hip and pulled you closer to him.

''Hm~" You hummed a unfamiliar tune and he felt you play with his hair, your book long forgotten on the bed, ''Having fun?'' The puppet asked, eyes closing in relaxation.

"Heh..your hairs gotten a little longer, should we cut it soon?" You asked playing with his hair more. Wanderer had to think for a moment and then responded with a simple ''Sure''

''Oh..by the way, how are you feeling these days? I mean..it hasn't been too long since all of that happened...'' You asked casting a worried gaze towards him.

''I've...been..thinking back on somethings'' He answered, thinking back to the memories that came back to him awhile ago.

''I..I have to say i..I'm sorry'' The puppet said tightening his grip on you, ''Sorry? Darling..you have nothing to be sorry for-" He cut you off with his gaze filled with remorse and regret.

"No..I....I...I pushed you away, I chose my selfish desires and revenge instead of choosing the most important thing that had ever happened in this mortal life...its you'' He said now gazing at you with eyes full of love.

''Kuni..i...you know...it broke me a lot when you left me. I was just worried about you thats all. I couldn't forgive what Dottore did to you. But...I didn't stop you after trying one time..because I knew how important this was to you, even if it hurt..even if you pushed me away i....all I wanted was...was to see you happy'' You finished, tears almost staining your eyes.

Wanderer gritted his teeth and grabbed your hand and put it on top of his chest where his heart should be, he then looked at you with a lovesick gaze.

''I was so wrong and too immature that time, too blinded by power and desire, but now that I've realized everything..now that I've thought things through i..I now know...'' He then started to tear up and with a shaky voice he continued.

''That I've found my purpose in life that I've found the heart I was looking for, you were my heart''

''Your my heart, beloved. The one who controls these human emotions that I once thought were so foolish. My life, my heart and my light...''

''I love you until this wrenched world fades away''

''I won't let anything break us apart again''

As he finished his confession he saw that tears had stained your beautiful face, ''I...darn it...your..you're too sweet kuni!'' You yelled and hugged him tightly while prepping him with kisses.

He giggled and you both enjoyed prepping each other with kisses...

This was the life he desired....

This was the life he wanted.....

He wanted to change....

He wanted to change just for you...

Because...

There was nothing he wouldn't do just for you

''Kuni...? Whats that smell....?'' You asked smelling something...burning...

''....Fuck'' He then got up and ran to the kitchen, almost using his Anemo powers to go faster.

You were dumbfounded for a second when it hit you...

''......''

''THE CHICKEN!!!"

DONE!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS FAR~!

Ahhh its so nice to post something~, I hope you guys liked my comeback, now their are more coming don't worry~

More from Genshin, might bring back old series that I did and maybe other content too! I hope you guys liked this oneshot of Kuni btw!

I was SO tempted to go full angst buttt this is my comeback soo I'll..I'll spare you guys ehehehehe~

Thank you for reading again and I hope you guys loved it!~

Reblogs are appreciated and Feedback/Comments are always appreciated! :3

(Note: please don't copy and paste my works anywhere, and if you do see them on other platform please inform me.)

[edith-is-a-cat]

Edie's Moots!!! - Archieved.

The ones I've interacted with (alphabetically organized)

💕@angelhairpastawithherbs - Mx. Rose Moth!! - HAS THE SAME MOTHMAN SHIRT AS ME AND THATS HOW WE BECAME MUTUALS SO LOVELY (thats why you are called Rose Moth in my head!!) #mx. rose moth!! 💕

🐙@azulashengrottospiano - Ms. Auburn!! - DWAYNE THE ROCK JOHNSON IS MY MUTUAL GUYS /j, Seriously so very lovely love dropping art in there inbox. *Silently foaming at the mouth with their writing* Literally feels like a celeb followed me back. Tumblr mom/oldest sister skjdnbvkjerfl ily /p and thank you for being so nice to me #ms. auburn!! 🐙

💫@bloody-puppets - My child!! - HIIIIIIII *spins you around like a hula hoop* Yes his tag may have been "father" but those are lies this is my child. Acc snatched up and will help u around tumblr bc you are child. please ill make a terrarium you you goobers #my child!! 💫

@ - Mr. !! - OMG TELLS YOU ABOUT EVERYTHING IM EXCITED FOR YOU WELCOME IN!!!

#mr. !!

🎩@dapperceature - Mx. Dapper!! - EHEHEH IVE MISSED YOU UNDERTALE FANDOM AND ITS SO COOL THAT I HAVE AN UNDERTALE MOOT ILY MWAH /p #mx. dapper!! 🎩

🍬@ - Mx. Ferris!! YOU COME INTO MY HOUSE AND BE RLLY NICE AND SUPPORTIVE FOR NO OTHER REASON THAN MY BLOG BEING VERY BLUE, why thank you the rolls will be done in a bit. (ALSO PICKED ME UP BY THE SCRUFF AND ADOPTED ME?) My favorite moot to chew on #mx. ferris!! 🍬

🦀@fryofthefrench - real person. WALKING NONBINARY PRIDE FLAG 🫵 #mx. samsung!! 🦀🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🫵

🐍@l7k-a - Mr. Haru!! - I THINK I LOOKED AT UR PROFILE ONE TIME AND THOUGHT ABOUT FOLLOWING YOU THEN I CHICKENED OUT-- NOT TODAY and u like Basil freaking spinning and shaking. U r like my dad... you have asked me to sleep and isn't late several times. love u sm #mr. haru!! 🐍

🪻@h2llish - Mr. Devil!! I have a fourty bucks, and hopefully the ability to drive soon, wanna grab food?? #mr. devil!! 🪻

💪@i-like-forgs - Mr. Ryoko!! - reads your posts like I read the newspaper, making dramatic gasps ever now and then. I love being to see a little bit of your life. Rattles the bars of my cage, I'm so happy to see you. #mr. ryoko!! 💪

🐎@jangletam - Junior!! - Ken irl -- carefully fits you with a lovely cowboy hat and matching pair of boots #robin jr!! 🐎

✨@officialdaydreamer00 - Mx. Irene!! Picked me up off the side of the road after I reblogged one of his things an unholy amount of times (it was so cute tho I plan to read more when I have time :3!!) #mx. irene!! ✨

💤@vntey - Mx. Leo!! - Ur cool i like you goober #mx. leo!! 💤

🌸@ - Mr. Momo!! - PLEASE PLEASE you are so cute and sweet and im a seal plushie to you omg my heart <////3 /pos thank you for existing here bpufvbehbtvhrbtvhbrv you are so neato#mr. momo!! 🌸

🎀 @shinysparklesapphires - Ms. Sapphire!! - HSHVJKDNVJERVHJBERHD PRETTY MAGICAL GIRL SO COOL HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-- u r so neat I would love to hand feed you (edible) glitter #ms. sapphire!! 🎀

🪷@twistwonderlanddevotee - Ms. Sofia!! - THE WAY I STOOD UP AND RAN AROUND WHEN I SAW U REBLOG THE THING WITH THE PRETTIES WALLPAPER EVER-- I hope you get so much pretty stickers get you arts and crafts supplies and gives you stationary cause i feel u would like it (btw DO NOT WORRY ABOUT TAKING LONG BUT THAT WAS JUST SO SWEET AND I HOPE YOU DID SUPER WELL ON UR FINALS!!!!) #ms. sofia!! 🪷

🐇@twst-om-lover - Mx. Nightmare!! - spins you like a basketball #mx. nightmare!! 🐇

🐇✨@vivislosingitagain - Mx. Vivi!! Can we turn the ocean into tea together??? And then have a tea party if ocean tea doesn't taste weird! (I decided the second emoji for you hope you don't mind!!) #mx. vivi!! 🐇✨

🐈‍⬛@v-anrouge - Mr. Aster!! - You can have some of my blood if you want, fun fact, my blood type is ab so it's not really too useful if I donate it. I would love to bake you something and sit you down to watch a ghibli movie. I really like scrolling through your blog its very neat and i wanna put stickers and sparkles on it. Internet dad. do i have to say more? #mr. aster!! 🐈‍⬛

⭐🐍@weskers-husband - Mr. Miles!! - Hi gremlin boy I'm very glad you are here, post your art right fucking now.. Cool dude please talk to him and be cool to him, if you are mean to him I'm taking your keratin (also check out his poetry account @poems-husband >:D) #mr. miles!! ⭐🐍

🦈@whspermy-name - Mr. Minty!! - *gives you a 10 pound bag of gummy sharks and BOOKS IT for the hills* #mr. minty!! 🦈

🐀@xen-blank - Mx. Xen!! - IM INVITED TO YOUR WEDDING??? GIGGLES AND SHAKES YOU LIKE A JAR OF PICKLES glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you (EHEHE U R SO NEATO) #mx. xen!! 🐀 You are welcome to ask to be mutuals! I will usually become moots with you on my own if I find you interesting or we just interact a ton!!

[the-s1lly-corner]

.....i hate that you converted me. Fine, you win, may i please request Itward comforting reader? The post about matchmaking(specifically the bit where they get locked up) made me feel. Things.

I just think it would be interesting to see usually laidback and chill reader crumble a little at this. Specifically because i hate hate hate things going out of control when i expect them to be predictable. Outside? Yeah, i cannot control the world, it's not my burden. In a group of people? Well am a part of it only, so i can only do my thing and socialize, not police what they're doing.(althrough i do so.. sometimes.. i just like being reliable..) But in MY LIVING ROOM? Nah, if something unusual is happening i'm stressed. Oh the door is closed? Well fuck, just gonna have to sit here and panic, then rage for a bit and try not to cry. And if its a tight/dark space? OHOOHOOO, a panic attack is waiting!

Itward comforting reader !

Yahoo I'm finally getting to this ehehehe!! Hope you enjoy this!

As for the converting

Giggles

Evilly smiles

The evil spell has worked (evil spell is my writing and character interpretations)

Also that last bit gave me an idea so this post is gonna tackle two settings, in terms of where you guys get locked up >:)

Side note today today by jack stauber reminds me of itward idk why

So it may have.. left my mind.. but I forgot that itward can kinda. Teleport. Or at least make little portals, as seen in chapter 1... as well as being able to just vanish as seen when he opens the window for fran in the twins house (not sure if that was him becoming invisible or teleporting, both seem in character)

But let's say, for the sake of plot and perhaps some character stuff... there are rules for his abilities, which can prevent him from using them. Mostly cooldown stuff, which.. wouldnt prevent it much unless hes doing it a lot but.. hush, I dont have many ideas!!

With that said, let's get on with the post!

Assuming you guys are locked in a room within the ship:

At first only you notice the door shutting. Itward doesnt notice it wont open until he goes to exit, only to find you're both stuck. Lets also say this is the only room with one exit; so the chemistry room most likely. Though if it were any of the other rooms, we can assume the second exit is also locked down

Itward would likely think that it's a malfunction of sorts, thanks to the doors not being manual push/pull doors... probably silently curses himself for not thinking about the possibility of a jam

Though, hes very clearly a skilled mechanic and engineer, so hes already thinking of what could be the issue and how to fix it

Probably gets way too sucked in taking off the button panel thing to get into the mechanics and wiring... it's not until he notices you quietly freaking out that he looks over his shoulder to check on you

Oh..

Oh dear..

Slowly drops the spare tools he keeps on him (I mean.. we DID see him pull a wrench out of no where when he started working on his ship during the fire berry thing... perhaps he keeps them within his bones? Like his rib cage? Like obviously it was just the game trying to save time from hydt having him pull one out rather than animate him picking one up from the ground buuuuut I'm silly)

Quietly asks if youre alright

A silly question, he can admit, hes been around many people and this is no new sight for him..

Barely refrains from putting a hand on your shoulder but stops before he reaches you, afterall hes never seen you like this and he doesnt know if you're okay with touch

Assures you that he will have the door open soon, correctly assumes that that is the issue... I mean, he can understand why it's scary, I mean, to be trapped like that. No one would like that

(Ignore that he did the same to fran, albeit non maliciously)

Refuses to get to work on the door (doesnt even realize hes prolonging the issue) until he can get through to you and help you

Hangs onto every word you say, and delivers anything you need

Need a hug? He will wrap his arms around you, and perhaps even purr. Need reassurance? He'll let you know the door is just jammed and he will fix it soon enough. Need to fill the silence? Itward will rattle on about things to keep it from going wuirt5

As soon as the door is opened he steps out of the way, letting you exit first

Keeps a close eye on you for a few hours after the fact

If you guys get locked in a closet

This one is already way worse thanks to the limited wiggle room as well as the darkness. The only light is coming from itwards eyes, and even then its not a lot

You guys are pressed up against each other, but this little scenario is not at cheesy or romantic... itward can feel your heart beating against him, so he immediately knows something is wrong

How did you guys even end up trapped here?

I dunno :3

It's too tight and cramped to move, so itward trying to force the door open or mess with the button panel is a no go.. really, of all the doors to have a manual door, the broom closet should have been the one to have it..

Honestly I think he tries 1 of 3 things

Force the door open with his strength (can he do that? We know that in terms of his powers hes packs a bit of a punch, he managed to face off remor to buy fran time in chapter 1, but I'm unsure of how strong he is physically)..though hed have to try to twist around to face the door

Knock on the door with his foot to try to get someones attention for help, and perhaps guide them through how to open the door

Or three, try his little teleporting trick and take you with him

Regardless of what option he goes through, he can't deny that theres something wrong with you

Unfortunately of you need a hug he cant, given the limited room.. plus you may feel claustrophobic enough..

Tries to give nervous reassurances as he tries to come up with an idea

Most likely case is the teleporting thing, assuming he has the capabilities of doing so in that moment

But just know as soon as you guys are free hes sitting you down at the table in the main area of his ship and making you a cup of tea

Quietly asks you if everythings alright

Similarly, he keeps a close eye on you for a while after this

[laulo821]

to clarify my opinion on "proper" english, idfc how people write in their personal lives/to friends or family/etc, but in professional/published works- or anything that is meant to be understood by a wider audience i think the clarity provided by adhering to certain grammatical rules and structure is veeerrry important eheheh. for the sake of ease of communication!

i try to be pretty careful about my word choice and order allll the time for that reason, even if i drop a lot of proper spelling/capitalization/punctuation for casual dialogue.

nonetheless, i think when people act intentionally obtuse just to shame people for speaking casually/colloquially/with slang/whatever thats stupid and evil etc. hate when people do that. i might not understand a lot of it, but it has the right to exist yk! it is just as worthy of respect ^_^

anyways i think this topic is very interesting as well its something i enjoy talking about :33

once again i dare ask, where does the professional/private begins and stops? thats a big debate we had in termonology class (terminology , the science of terms aka specialised & professional words). some terminologists argue that terms are only employed in the field by top-notch experts to top-notch experts and nothing else qualifies as a term. other terminologists argue that funk that: "spoonful" is a term because it belongs to the professional sector of cooking, disregarding how common/unspecialised it may be (they dont actually disregard it but yknow). also some guy who goes fishing as a hobby every week and starts talking about the components of his rod to his friends: not an expert (meaning doesn't work as a fisherman)! but using specialised words! should they count as terms or common words? should that be considered professional discussion cuz the terms or private discussion cuz he's talking to a friend? anyways it's just to say that the gap between professional and private discussions may not be so clear

on a same note, what is a wider audience? we're on the internet literally everyone could read that post, making it, by its nature, designed for a wide audience. should every tumblr post thus should have proper english? likewise, works that were only notes and scribbles, like Les Pensées by Pascal that were published post-mortem... it was not meant for a wider audience in that state and is not always using proper French. due to this, are thus Les Pensées not a piece of literature anymore? (kinda teasing w this paragraph hehe but you see the issue i'm poking)

like you said the most important task of a language is not to be proper. it is to be spoken but also to be effective. to enable communication. we could also go all in and dare say, funk the rules as long as a message or piece or literature is understandable, it is proper english!! arguably, every broken rule of proper english creates a new variation of english that could be its own proper variation english (like UK english, US english, NZ english, etc, coexist together as proper englishes)

also youre soso true about the shaming stuff. dawg that pisses me OFF. that's why fuck the Académie Française i wish i could dismember that bullshit of an institution. they are the ones "making the rules" of French but NONE OF THOSE FUCKERS ARE LINGUISTS AND ALSO ARE ALL 109 YEARS OLD HOW CAN THEY im cool im cool [insert the hades calming down gif]. anyways. language belongs to the people so whatever they do with it it's fine as long as they have fun and are themselves <3

on a final note i'm heavily arguing against you here but i think you're overall right nonetheless :p rigor may not always be needed in a language but languages need a strong basis and grammatical rules to exist and actually make the communication efficient!! i perfectly see your points and they are very legit

[ktarsims]

Updates on Life and Such

SOOOOOO..... I promised an update a few weeks ago now... This is going to be a bit long, so I’ll post it under the cut.

TLDR: Poor decisions were made. I got first a sinus infection with bronchitis and then Pneumonia. Then my annual physical showed my thyroid continues to veer toward hyperthyroidism, and apparently I currently have high blood pressure. On the plus side, I got laid off with a month’s severance pay week and had a lovely root canal a couple of days ago.

When last we left off, there were rats in the walls and ants everywhere. This led to an abundance of Raid being sprayed in various places in the house (like the kitchen and bathrooms). I also decided to try using incense (eucalyptus and lemon!) in the tiny downstairs bathroom in case this would repel ants.

The incense in particular was poor decision making on my part. I know I’m sensitive to smoke, and my respiratory system tends to be weak, but it somehow made sense at the time, and I figured incense smoke is ‘cleaner’ than other smoke, so maybe it would be okay. Between the Raid and the incense I breathed in, I ended up with a sinus infection and my lungs massively inflamed. I was sick for six weeks, and only really got better when they gave me a steroid inhaler to calm down the lungs. (A really expensive steroid inhaler, I might add.)

I was well for about 2-3 weeks when I got gung-ho with energy and finally replaced the uncomfortable loveseat in a room I spend a lot of time in with a full size couch with two recliner seats. And then got one of those nifty shelving units with the differently sized shelves like I love in my sims homes to have space for all the things I displaced with the larger couch.

In the process of re-arranging the room... on the Friday before Christmas, I was extremely active and productive and at one point went outside to put some empty plant pots in the potting shed. While I was there, I saw dead leaves everywhere on the table, in the pots of the outdoor plants... etc. So I took a few minutes to just get the dead leaves out of the pots and off the table. I noticed a few of the leaves I moved were moldy, but trusted in short-term exposure being fine and didn’t run back into the house for a mask.

This requires explaining that about six years ago now, I had been out in the yard raking up leaves when everything was a bit wet and starting to go to mold and rot... and gave myself pneumonia by inhaling the leaf mold. Eheheh.... Seriously, I was perfectly well with no sign of illness and then less than 36 hours later I was in the emergency room because I could hardly breathe and they were telling me I had pneumonia.

So this was also a poor decision. I presume due to the short term exposure, the symptoms were less severe, but I still ended up with pneumonia. I had a second round of antibiotics, but had to use the steroid inhaler again to actually get things to calm down and feel well again.

All I can say here is I think I was feeling pretty stressed, depressed, and anxious because I was so unhappy with my job, but kept failing to find time to seriously search for a new job. Poor mental health leads to poor decisions.

I finally felt well again near the end of January. Then I had my rescheduled dentist appointment to deal with a tooth that’s been causing me lots of pain for 10+ years. It was a thing where they put on a crown, and when they were trying to put on the permanent crown, I objected and said it was hurting far too much and something was wrong. That particular dentist told me it was fine and the pain would go away briefly. But it wasn’t my first crown and I knew the pain level was too high. Anyhow, they overruled me and put it on anyways. It’s been a major source of pain ever since, though I lost my insurance by the time I was certain I’d been right, so I never got it fixed. I stopped chewing on that side of my mouth and just lived with it.

My current dentist is pretty fantastic. I told her about this tooth (we left it to last and fixed everything else first). She cut the crown off and drilled out some minor decay, and said she couldn’t ‘see’ anything else, but that we’d see if it was still giving me pain with the new temp crown on because maybe there was something underneath she couldn’t see. It was still giving me pain, so she referred me to an endodontist for a CT scan.

A few days later, when I hadn’t yet heard back from the endodontist on getting an appointment, I got messages one morning to not go into work because my assignment had been terminated. My first instant reaction was relief that I didn’t need to go to work that day. TBH, a month of severance is fairly generous for a contract job, and I’m fairly elated that I don’t need to keep going back to that job. I consider this great for my mental health.

A couple of hours later, I got a call from the Endodontist office to schedule my appointment. I love this endodontist. The CT scan showed that there was infection at the tips of the roots of that tooth and that the roots were dead. Yes, this means it’s probably been infected in that pocket between the tooth and jaw for 10+ years and just waxing and waning.

A little insert here. I had an annual physical with a new primary care doctor mid-january, and he asked me to see a psychiatrist to look over my anxiety medications. So I had that appointment (video call) the day before I got laid off. While I was at the Endodontist office later that week, waiting for the doctor to come in and talk to me, I was browsing the ‘notes’ attached to my video call with the psychiatrist. It was really confusing until I realized the name on those notes was NOT MINE. (Major confidentiality breach there.) I had to notify them about this, and then they fixed it, but... MAJOR violation of HIPPA there. Just like, wow. Anyways...

Monday, I went in for the root canal. The endodontist found the tooth actually had a third root that was still live, in addition to the two dead ones that were surrounded by infection. ALL cleared out. Today, I’m feeling relieved I don’t have to go back to the job I’d come to hate, extremely relieved that a long-time source of pain has been resolved, and I’m also looking forward to changing my medical insurance away from Kaiser because this last experience has solidified for me that I want nothing more to do with Kaiser.

I’m on blood pressure medication for now, and working to put more potassium back into my diet. It’s dropped a little, though not enough to satisfy my doctors yet. I think whoever my next doctor is will have to follow up on that and the hyperthyroid.

I still have a lot of things to catch up on at the moment, things that didn’t get done while I was sick, paperwork with the loss of the job, getting the permanent crown put on now that the root canal is done, etc. I’m hoping though, that life will calm down a bit, and between no longer needing to deal with that job and the resolution of something that’s been causing me a lot of pain over the years, I think mental health with improve and I can hopefully get back to things like Sims again. <3 I miss my games.

[kithtaehyung]

Dear, Ryen.

How are you? I hope you're doing good because I'm good and not good at the same time.

Hahhahahha it's been awhile since I wrote a letter to a penpal !

Oh Ryen! Summer Bbq just- urgh! I'm making incoherent noises once I finished reading it. Idk how to put it into words, this is just like a normal scenes that we can get in any summer movies or novel yet the way you put it into words, the details, the way you describe it, the way you play with your sentences and words, you make this extraordinary. I love how you made simple subject, a backpack, act of taking something from a backpack to be so special. And when you mentioned there's two kitchen paper rolls by the grill, my heart warms. It's just an excuse! That man just wanted to see you! I love the tensions, I love how reader was in this Summer bbq. I love all the subtle but not so subtle acts they did here. And I love how the girls are with each other. I love the kissess and I love how they just can't get enough of it. I love it when reader ran back for another one. My heart can help to take a leap and squeeze at the same time too 😭. And the cliffhanger at the end. And while all this while I'm whining I want a Yoongi in my life, this time I guess, I want a Tae in my life too hahahaha. Thank you for writing this beautiful piece and sharing this with us all 🥺 this is beautiful. And I keep seeing people talking about lollipop but I don't see your original post but whatever it was, I'm in!

- chicken lasagna -

CL! guess who's finally responding to the summer bbq message sdlfkjdslf let's pretend it hasn't been weeks, yeah? :'))) and pen pals omggg so cute!

gahhh i wanted to capture the essence of summer so badly for this one! excited to see that it came through for you. 3tan starts in the summer, after all, so i needed to do that feeling justice.

the backpack scene, though.. wow. honestly, i'm happy you brought it up bc i don't think a lot of people did! but the act of fishing out something from a pack is a very specific thing that i like to write about apparently lol. that moment went on a lot longer than i initially intended.

EHEHEH the paper towels, i knowwww! that damn man.. god, i love him.

wasn't reader so cool in this one? the growth! the mindset! it was refreshing tbh and i'm so proud. the fact that they ran back for another kiss must've shocked yoongi, too, like... his heart UGHHH. and we all know tae is just the mvp of ever. lmfao.

thank you so much for reading! and i talked about lollipop in the author's notes after the end of the fic ahaha so it's in the summer bbq post itself.

[ickmick]

Inktober days 16-25

hi!! small scheduling thing I wanna say before we get into it!! if you just wanna see the art you can skip to under the cut!! where it says 'keep reading'!!

Im posting 10 (thats right, ten!) drawings today, and 5 tomorrow!! (hopefully!) that way, I can just post one final drawing on Halloween!! I didn't fully think this schedule out tbh... but thats okay! I think this'll work fine, Im just ensuring you all know :D

as for how I'll post after October... we'll have to see!! I *might* do novelember! but I also might instead of daily prompts combine them into one per week or generally do less, just because I can't write as fast as I draw! (glances at my finished but unposted scarian pt 2.... so maybe i can write fast but it takes a bit to be satisfied with it....) /silly

so I hope to see you again tomorrow and then on Halloween! enjoy!

(heres week one, week two, and week threes posts!)

I'll only list the prompts I used that day, but here's the key for acronyms n such;

wh = welcome home

hc = hermitcraft (I have 2!)

ink = official inktober

gore = goretober

(actual gore will be triggerwarned! so far none has any blood or violence!)

Day 16

ink: angel

life: yellow life

ehehehe... yes me drawing a scene from something I havent even posted LSVSJSVSK- but uh!! first time drawing ren!! yippee!!

Day 17

life: time

gore: plant growth

ink: demon

yes me planning out a little 4 panel angsty thing because the life series has my heart... and then cleo and tango!! I want to draw cleo in full one of these days...

Day 18

hc: meme

life: horse

the horse curse!! poor scar... not even a peaceful dinner pffft

Day 19

wh: bakery

hc: action pose

last year I drew/painted scar and grian baking halloween cookies on my sketchbook, so this is sort of a homage to that! I never posted it because it never got finished... but it was a bit silly too!

Day 20

wh: siblings

ink: frost

pearl and grian as siblings make my heart happy <3

also some subtle tango and grian shipping!! these are both silly drawings, but they were fun!!

Day 21

hc: hermit w/ a mob

grian and the sniffer are having a little mimir... and jelly and scar are hanging out too :D

Day 22

hc: star

life: wolf

I dont remember when/which life series this would refer to... but wolf pearl is cool!! (and of course we have miss ariana griande!!

Day 23

life: ocean

ink: crystals

the second one is actually a slight reference to this GIG(G)S phasmo fic! go check it out, its great! its a chat fic, and it still has a really good plot and interactions! :D

Day 24

life: canary

first time drawing jimmy!! the canary!! but also the sheriff!! I saw something on tumblr a while ago where hes literally like a little bjd (ball joint doll, I think!) and I think thats really cute! I fudged the proportions on that middle drawing, but thats okay lol

Day 25

hc: fullbody / celestial (sort of!)

I love this one the most I think- at least from this batch! watcher grian has always been something I love even though I havent seen Evo... and it was fun to play around with wing placement! and the pose was fun :3

my app crashed while I was drafting this so im sorry if anything seems stiff or rushed TwT

I had to rewrite it all! makes it feel like energetic I think... oh well...

anyways!! theres all of them for now!! I'll try to post 26-30 tomorrow... we'll see how many I actually post, but I will post tomorrow!! see you then!! 💜

heres week 5.1's post, and the last one (5.2) :D

[redr0sewrites]

14, 23, 63 for the ask game!

AAA TYSM!!!! SOOO EXCITED AB THIS EHEHEH!!!! just fyi, these questions are from this post

14. (how do you write emotional scenes? do you ever feel what the characters feel? do you draw from personal experiences?)

when writing emotional things i often do use personal experience or my own feelings, but i also do try to put myself in others' shoes too! i consider myself to be pretty empathetic (to a fault sometimes), and writing too much emotional or negative content def has an effect on me. i always make sure to space out my emotional or angsty writing pieces, and overall it can be a bit challenging handling emotions in my writing!!! i def feel what the characters feel when im writing, esp when it comes to x reader fics cuz i want to make both the readers and the characters personalities as accurate as possible!!!

23. (Best writing advice for other writers?)

WRITE WHAT YOU ENJOY. im serious, if your forcing yourself to write for a fandom, character, or anything at all that you dont enjoy it will be so draining and exhausting!!! you also are NOT obligated to obey other peoples wishes when it comes to writing reqs, trust me when i say that no one else should dictate your writing or writing style. if someone doesn't like your writing, thats their problem and if people are continuously disobeying and disrespecting your requesting rules and guidelines it is VERY MUCH OK to simply not write their requests and to set that boundary. finally, never feel afraid to write or post something if it feels too "cringe" or bad, bc the more you write the more you improve!!! keeping all those ideas and creativity bottled up inside personally made me feel so misunderstood, and i felt like i had nobody who shared my interests. thats why i personally started writing fanfiction, to feel closer to my interests and share them with others!! (also coming from a fanfic writer + reader standpoint, make a masterlist PLEASE it makes finding your fics so much easier and link thirsts as well, not just fics! i see so many good writing blogs with incredible wips or thirsts or asks that i want to read, but have only like 2 fics actually on their masterlist and it takes FOREVER to scroll and find all the posts in the archives. i just find masterlists sm easier and more organized tbh!!!)

63. (something you hate to see in smut.)

THIS IS NOT MEANT TO BE OFFENSIVE OR TARGETED, JUST SOME THINGS I DONT LIEK!!! i do some of these in my own writing, dont feel bad if u do this stuff, its just my preference!!!!

now, starting off- when the story starts right in the middle of the smut with NO CLUE where the characters are, what position theyre in, whats going on, like the first sentence is like "i could feel my release building as (character) thrusted into me" HOW? WHERE? WHEN???? WHY????? WHATS GOING ON???? also, when the writer is describing a position or something but 2 paragraphs later the position seems completely different with no context whatsoever- like one second the characters hitting it from the back and the next theyre sloppily making out and rubbing their chests together??? when did they move???? also when theres like NO description at ALL ab the position, liek i NEED to know what im visualizing here😭😭😭 . an unnecessary amount of dialogue is also a no-no for me, like why yall having a discussion arent u fucking😭😭😭😭. AND FINALLY. THE BIGGEST PET PEEVE OF THEM ALL. WHEN ITS TAGGED AS GN BUT THEN THE ANATOMY IS DESCRIBED AS FEM OR MASC LIKE USING COCK OR G SPOT OR PROSTATE ITS SUPPOSED TO BE GN!!!! CAN ALSO BE WHEN ITS TAGGED MALE AND THEIRS FEM ANATOMY AND VICE VERSA, WRITERS PLSSS TAG UR SMUTS ACCORDINGLY I DONT WANT GENDER DYSPHORIA WHEN TRYING TO SIMPLY READ SMUT 💀💀💀

ANYWAYSSSSS TYSM FOR ASKING!!!! FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE, I LOVE THIS ASK GAME SM AJSJS

[m-jelly]

Not a request, just something I can’t stop thinking about and thought you might like too! 💕

Imagine CEO!boyfriend Levi with a really sweet SO, who regularly visits his office to bring him lunch and always leaves a little baked treat for his assistant Jean on her way. This spreads around the office like a wildfire because nobody expected a stern boss like Levi to have such a sweet SO. (Sasha and Connie in particular often try to lurk around the corner to see what you look like.) What they don’t know is that the moment the door to his office closes, he pounces you before you can even put the food down. ❤️

In turn, Levi can’t keep himself from spoiling you and giving you all of his attention whenever he can. 💕 He knows he’s very busy and tries to show his love for you in every way he can, which results in surprise gifts and treats of all kinds, despite your protests. 💕

I turned it into a request eheheh <3 Everyone, go check this lady out and here is a lovely Levi in a suit they did to match this ask! https://ladycheesington.tumblr.com/post/683805289848455168/watching-you

The boss's girl

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Romance, fluff, couple, modern AU, CEO Levi, cute moments.

Concept: The team have heard from Jean about you, but they've never seen you. They're all curious as to who has tamed their beast of a boss. They finally catch a glimpse of you talking to Jean, Levi's assistant. They watch as Levi demands you in his office and expect he's just as harsh to you as he is to them. They listen closely to the door and hear Levi is very loving to you and a big softy instead.

Sasha leaned on the table in the break room, her sandwich made by her boyfriend Niccolo already devoured. She looked at Connie picking at his food. "I'm so tired."

Connie nodded. "Mr Ackerman has us working hard."

Armin slipped into the break room for coffee. "Maybe he has no one to go home to? So, he works hard here." He turned to Mikasa as she made tea for her and Eren. "Does your cousin have anyone?"

Mikasa hummed. "I've heard mentions of a girlfriend."

Eren strode into the break room. "Girlfriend? Who's dating someone?"

Sasha sat up and sighed. "We were wondering if Mr Ackerman has a girlfriend or something because he works so hard, it's like he has no one to go home to."

"I thought he was single."

Connie groaned. "Someone needs to get that man laid."

Armin blushed a little. "Maybe he just loves his job."

Annie walk in, grabbed some sweet bread and sighed. "Just as Jean, he's Levi's assistant." She locked eyes with Armin. "We have a date tonight."

"Great."

Connie shot up. "I need to see if he does have a girlfriend or something."

Sasha followed Connie. "I'll come see too."

Jean tapped away on his computer and ate his food. He looked up slowly to see Connie and Sasha staring at him. "What?"

Connie slapped his hands on the desk and leaned closer. "Does Mr Ackerman have a partner?"

Jean nodded. "Yeah, he has a girlfriend. She comes over every lunch." He glanced to the lift as it pinged. "She's here now." He waved at you and said your name. "Hi."

You waved and smiled brightly. "Hi, Jean!" You hurried over and opened your bag. "I have more treats for you today!"

He took the small box from you. "You keep spoiling me. I'm going to gain weight."

"You're perfect just the way you are."

Connie stared at you, mouth wide. "She's cute!"

Sasha squealed. "And hot!"

You looked at both. "Oh, why thank you. You must work for grumpy! I'm so excited to meet more of his workers." You smiled as Levi slammed his doors open. "Hi, grumpy!"

Levi glared at his workers before looking at you. "In here, now."

You gasped. "Oh, okay! See you around soon everyone."

Connie waited for the doors to close. "I gotta listen. Surely he isn't nasty to her like that all the time?"

Jean shook his head and sighed at his friend. "Mr Ackerman is very loving."

Connie and Sasha moved closer and listened to Levi's office door.

Levi tackled you into a hug. "Sugarplum, I missed you so much."

You giggled. "I'm sorry I'm a little late, but I decided to walk today because it's so nice out!"

He let you go and cupped your face. "You walked? You shouldn't be walking around. You could have gotten hurt or something."

You kissed the end of his nose. "I'm okay." You walked over to his sitting area. "I have lunch."

Levi tackled you onto the sofa making you giggle. "Kisses."

You wrapped your arms around Levi's neck. "You get all the kisses." You showered his face in kisses. "You need food. I brought you lunch again."

He sat up. "You always spoil me so much." He kissed you, then nipped your lip and deepened the kiss. He moaned a little. "I love you so much."

You opened the bag and put out five tubs of food. "I kind of went overboard, sorry."

He hummed a laugh. "Thank you. You take perfect care of me."

You giggled. "You deserve everything."

He hugged you tightly. "I love you so much." He gasped. "I got you something this morning on my drive here."

"Levi, I don't need more things."

He ran over to his desk. "You need all the gifts." He grabbed a box and walked over to you. "I just saw it and thought it'd look beautiful on you."

You hummed a laugh. "You're too cute."

He sat down and opened the box. "Just look at this necklace. It's you."

You gasped at the necklace that looks like ice. "It's stunning."

He put it on you and hummed. He stared at you then the necklace. "How is that possible?"

"What?"

"I could give you the most precious and beautiful gem in the world, yet you are far more beautiful."

You cupped his cheek and kissed it over and over. "Thank you, you handsome and cute man." You moved the food closer. "Eat up."

"Thank you, sugarplum."

You got up and walked to the door. You threw it open making Sasha and Connie jump. "Do you need Levi?"

Sasha gasped. "He's so nice and kind to you!"

You blushed. "He's really cuddly with me. Why, has he been mean?"

Connie hummed. "Well..."

You turned to Levi as he shoved food in his mouth. "Levi? Have you been overworking these lot?"

Levi gulped down the food. "Well...we have a project coming to an end and I have been asking everyone to work a bit more." He stood up and walked over. "My reasoning is if we work really hard then when it's all over, we can have lots of time off for a long few weeks."

Connie opened and closed his mouth. "Oh...that makes sense."

You wiped Levi's face a little and licked the mess off your fingers. "That's a great idea actually. Just, make sure you let everyone know that's your idea."

Levi hummed. "I'll make an announcement."

You hugged Levi's side and rubbed his chest. "What a good man you are."

"I did it to be with you." He rubbed your back. "I also know a lot of my staff have partners as well. I want them all to spend time with them because I know what it's like to be in love. I just want to be with her all the time." He looked up. "Now go away, I want to kiss my girlfriend and have lunch. Go." Levi closed the door and locked it. "Now, my cute sugarplum, let's snuggle and eat."

You jumped at Levi and wrapped your arms around his neck. "When the work is over, does it mean we can go on lots of dates?"

He picked you up. "I intend to take you on holiday. Two weeks of just you and me on a beach cuddling and kissing."

"Levi, stop spending so much money on me."

"But a holiday would be perfect."

You hummed in thought. "It would be nice to relax with you on the beach."

He kissed you and hummed. "So?"

"Let's go!"

[chaotic-nick]

Note: aahhhh I'm finally posting this after typing it in around October. Uni just takes up so much of my life these days, I hope you enjoy!

Ooh and this story is actually from one of my advertising storyboards!

Wordcount: 2k // warnings: None

Collab Hosted by: @lacheri for her moonlight muse collab

‘Go upstairs. Rest, you’ll be very busy tomorrow, (Y/n),’ was what’s she’s heard from everyone who came to their house to help with the decorations and party favours in different forms. All them had a similar glint in their eyes when they held her forearm and looked at her with so much . . . may be love? These people only saw her when her family flew in Paradis in the summer, they never saw her grow up.

Even so, it was like they loved her as if she was their own.

And they also came to ask who the groom was. If they were the Mayor’s son or one of the sons from the business families. Who it ws that she enchanted so much that they would marry someone so reserved like (Y/n). Her always so abrasive cousins swooped in, telling them that tomorrow they’d find out who it was.

. . . If they do catch them in time they come out of the church and straight to the private restaurant reserved for her and Miche’s family. Of course, her parents arranged something for the neighbourhood as a thank you for their help.

Looking behind her to make sure that no one followed her to her room, she twisted the knob and entered her childhood room. The very idea of Miche adorned in a suit, waiting for her at the altar, also when he’d see her for the first time, already sending jitters throughout. “Eheheh. Miche my love, I’m gonna see you— Ah—” the initial shock of someone posing on the ledge of a window settled in. The normal response would be to yell. But (Y/n) only let her mouth fall ajar. She did remember to lock the door in case someone knocked and let themselves in.

Confidently, Miche gave her a scoff while feigning insult on his face, “Don’t look at me like that, we’re getting married tomorrow,” just as she couldn’t feel his legs anymore.

“And I already want a divorce.”

“Pfft,” slowly, his hand held up the window open, to move in as quietly as he could. “Let’s go, I’m hungry! Maybe the last date before I call you my wife.”

Now that was cute, really. Except, she wouldn’t be hiding her blush if he didn’t scare her like that.

“The house I’m buying will surely have quieter windows,” he winked at her, knowing that she’d intervene and tell him to buy something worth it with his money.

“Why are you even here, Miche?” To which he pushed the window up again, hanging one leg out. “I can go home if you push me down”

What is it to him and his fascination of entering through windows? That’s how they met before. And it’s what he’s doing now. Sitting down on the bed, she patted the empty spot that he’ll take up. “No,I mean, we’re seeing each other tomorrow.” Her tone was almost unsure that Miche knew that it was also his wedding tomorrow.

“Can’t wait to be honest,” he said so nonchalantly with a roll of his shoulders. “And I’m super hungry.” He fell on the bed with a huff, arm slung over her stomach, taking him with him to lay down. Her hand began scratching the base of his hair.

“Where are we eating?”

His head shot up, revealing the mess of his bangs. “Here in your room if you want your cat satisfied. On my face, right now. Legs spread out.” And that landed a soft slap, the hand on his head closing into a fist to pull him down back on the pillow.

“Jesus Christ, I’m marrying a perv.” They basked in silence for a while, Two months worth of fatigue, and how draining it was not seeing each other finally making itself known. After the wedding, it won’t stop there. She’d still change her last name to his, Miche did promise that he’d be there waiting in the lines with her. In a soft tone, and with a light pull of his ear she said, “Let’s go!”

“What?”

“Thought you said you were hungry, let’s go before I fall asleep.”

“We’ll have to get through the window you know”

“I know how sneaking out works, idiot.”

“Because I taught you how to at your dorms, Mrs Zacharias.” He pinched her cheek when she lowered her face to laugh at the memory of Miche being so bothered that she couldn’t jump over the window.

“Maybe we can go to our college’s branch after the ceremony. You, me, Nana, Erwin— Like, us, the gang.”

“That’s where it all started, huh?” That was a very unexpected flash of nostalgia. The Mcdonald’s where the two of them would order an ice cream cone when they were beginning to warm up to each other. Being the quiet ones of the group, they’d rather wait for the rest to finish their . . . ‘loud antics’, eating in silence.

He pointed the fries down the tray, shaking it out to share. A habit they developed when eating together. Back when it was only her who could afford the extra, extra-large fries. “Mhm, picture this us going there when we were all drunk and then taking a detour in

our wedding clothes. It’d make a cool picture somewhere in our house.”

Instead, she only nodded, opening her jacket to inspect what her hand was patting above the cloth. And she pulled out a green envelop. “What’s that?”

She gave it a long look, reading the front. “I was looking for this— here,” the unfolded paper going over the table to give it to him.

“Something I should be reading?”

“Yup!” Oh, ice cream feels different at ten pm. “It feels weird having to say our vows tomorrow, so I wrote two versions—”

“‘Course you would do that, a safe version and one for me.”

“Mhm, now read it,” one more look from Miche, asking for the final confirmation. “Read it. . .bitch”

“Uh-huh,” he rubbed his fingers free of crumbs, leaning on his chair and holding the letter with both his hands.

Hey Miche, It’s me your fiance. The only one I hope.

So you know the whole deal with me loving stationery so much that I have enough to fill an ikea bookcase, I was going through some of my uni journals and I found the red book! You asked me what was inside that once, and in true fashion, I punched you. It’s the one where I documented you scaring the hell out of me when you knocked on me and Nana’s window— and then she threw a brush at your face the moment Gelgar opened it, telling you to respect my privacy. That started everything now that I think about it. Imagine me being engaged to someone else if Nana wasn’t my roommate.

You’ll get a hold of that book tomorrow at the hotel, I don’t want my nosy cousins looking at you reading it. But this letter is for the twenty-year-old you. Hehe, you probably thought you were super cool, but we were so awkward around each other.

Hey twenty-year-old Miche, you’re probably wondering why I ran off after you kissed me on impulse. Because it was my first and— at that age I thought that I’d be unlovable for the rest of my life. And then I swore I was a heating mess when I saw you standing outside my lecture hall with my cravings, a twenty-piece nugget and large fries. Only water because I hated the feeling after drinking soda.

I swore to myself that it was a crush. But you were always living in the back of my mind during the two years after graduation, and I thank Marie and Nile’s engagement party for bringing the two of us together.

You looked so . . . handsome that my heart palpitated the same way again. Not like that, figuratively of course. But you were so handsome like your hair tied up like that, you looked so confident too. And then it was me who kissed you when you dropped me home. (Thank you for that and all the rides you’ve given me, I really love you)

Twenty-year-old Miche I hope you know you’re gonna marry the girl who was taking your best friend’s attention away from your gang, the girl who snubbed you so much because of your height and how quiet you are. Also your best friend? She’s your best man tomorrow.

“Woah are you crying in a Mcdonald’s?”

“No,” still, he used the side of his hand to wipe at the corner of his eye, sniffing behind the paper. “Maybe. But you try having someone writing you a letter like this,”

A tired smile, anticipating how much he’d be crying when he opens the box of many unsent letters she wrote for him during those two years beneath the red book.

“Who you’re gonna marry tomorrow.” She added.

“I am a lucky man, really.”

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