#even though they’re a huge hassle

[serotonin-dose]

hand in hand

[sirhamburrger]

ᯤ feat. yoichi isagi, meguru bachira, hyoma chigiri, rin itoshi, seishiro nagi, kenyu yukimiya, ryusei shidou and oliver aiku ᯤ tags/cw: all characters are aged up, bit suggestive (shidou you freak), petnames ('sweetheart' in isagi's, 'love' in rin's, 'babe' in shidou's), rin is mean (affectionately), shidou being a freak in the minecraft bedsheets, but also really sweet, hopefully not that ooc, i have a semi-serious, semi-casual relationship with minecraft ᯤ a/n: no reason for this whatsoever no prompt no nothing just take this love child between me and my insomnia *shoves this into your arms and runs away* || divider by @sister-lucifer part 2 [rocket league ver with kuni, reo, karasu, sae]

yoichi isagi:

ᯤ is just kinda average at it. like he truly is just okay at it. ᯤ he’s so competitive though (he would ‘race you to that tree over there’ 😭 but he doesn’t know how to sprint so he always loses to you) ᯤ he likes the little sounds the eyes of ender make when you place them in the end portal frame ᯤ defeats the ender dragon with your help but makes you go ahead of him when exploring the nether ᯤ “hey uh sweetheart? why’s that green thing flashing white and making a noise” ᯤ favourite mob: chickens (they’re funny)

meguru bachira:

ᯤ he l o v e s minecraft so much it’s unbelievable (he was probably one of those kids who grew up playing it) ᯤ he loves trying out different hacks he sees on youtube. he knows that 99 percent of the time they don’t even work, but “there’s a 1 percent chance it will, and i’m feeling lucky today!” ᯤ lets you practice your shooting skills using his avatar as a dummy ᯤ cannot wire redstone for shit ᯤ tries to get the rarest (dumbest) in-game death messages ᯤ baabaabaachira experienced mid-life crisis while being attacked by tropical fish ᯤ favourite mob: cave spiders (they look scary in a cool way)

hyoma chigiri:

ᯤ plays for the mobs. will protect his lovelies with all his heart. ᯤ when he got his first minecraft dog, he built a little kennel made of cherry wood for it, only for it to fall into a pit of lava deep in the caves on day 5 ᯤ he cried for five hours ᯤ once you dyed all his sheep pink and he started to tear up just from looking at them ᯤ “hear me out, okay? i think we should get a pet axolotl.” and it’s legal in japan, so you do! (her name is hyoma jr) ᯤ has a huge minecraft zoo ᯤ favourite mob: parrots (they can sit)

rin itoshi:

ᯤ is mean to you at first. he’ll be like “why do you suck at this” and “i could do that too” ᯤ then he gets his hands on the controller and can’t figure out the controls for half an hour ᯤ “… love?” ᯤ “… yes, rin?” (you, amused) ᯤ “… how do you jump…” ᯤ its subtle charm does grow on him after a while. he plays on creative mode and just explores the server on a horse he named sugarcube ᯤ it’s cute watching him play (you send photos to sae) ᯤ favourite mob: sheep (all they do is eat grass and don’t bother you)

seishiro nagi:

ᯤ i will subvert expectations here and say that nagi doesn’t even play minecraft that much because he doesn’t like it ᯤ “such a hassle to play this game… there isn’t even any storyline you can just do whatever you want… and i don’t want to have to decide what to do” ᯤ he ends up finding a passion for building elaborate traps for you to walk into ᯤ absolute beast at parkour. he performs triple neos to perfection ᯤ if he’s a streamer he plays on twitch for the fans but he complains as he does it ᯤ favourite mob: bees (they’re just cute)

kenyu yukimiya:

ᯤ he doesn’t really play video games so understandably he gets off to a slow start ᯤ but once he gets the hang of things? he’s unstoppable. breezing through achievements like nobody’s business ᯤ he’s really excited about it too like “did you see that?? i just killed a zombie!” ᯤ it’s truly the culmination of 18 years of not touching a single game as a child/teen and now playing a sandbox game ᯤ feeling confident, he starts a hardcore world. (he dies from hunger.) ᯤ he's the kind to look up the most beautiful minecraft seed numbers, key them in meticulously and just take in how amazing they are ᯤ favourite mob: foxes, specifically the orange ones (he loves all things forest biome)

ryusei shidou:

ᯤ we all know he’s a very artistic kind of guy so he’d be geeking out over the textures and which colours would go best with each other ᯤ he doesn’t shower for a day because he’s playing creative (my lil stinky 🫶) ᯤ he builds the most beautiful multi storey houses!! and he’s like “if it were real we could live in there together 🥺“ ᯤ “why is the bedroom huge with like twenty beds…” (you, concerned) ᯤ “oh we’re gonna need space babe. for activities.” ᯤ but he doesn’t stop there; he learns how to make entire cities and landscapes and frankly they are masterpieces - think shovel241 (i freaking LOVE his videos they’re so satisfying) ᯤ favourite mob: endermen (he thinks they look badass)

oliver aiku: 

ᯤ meh he’s pretty good ᯤ raged when he first found out fall damage was a thing and again when he discovered hunger and drowning as death messages ᯤ is obsessed with speed runs and parkour for some reason (he’s really bad at both though) ᯤ is the guy who makes “100 MINECRAFT FACTS YOU DIDN’T KNOW” videos with his friends sendo and lorenzo ᯤ you once saw him set up an experiment to see how many blocks a llama can spit and died laughing ᯤ would absolutely kill you in-game just for the fun of it ᯤ favourite mob: cats (especially the black ones)

say hi to hyoma jr. it is not optional.

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[alphajocklover]

Hey, um, I'm a really tall, really skinny gay guy. People have always told me that I could be really athletic if I wanted to, but no matter how much I eat I always stay thin and lanky. I guess it's just my metabolism. Could you help me beef up?

Maybe I just don't have the mindset for it

So, no matter what, even though you desperately want to, you can’t seem to put on any muscle. Trust me when I tell you that you’re not alone. There are tons of people who look at their body and wish they were different, and there are just as many who do what they can to change and find it's just not enough. That's part of why transformation blogs exist after all. The fantasy of getting your dream body without all the hassle. Some people say that those who have trouble doing this just need to work harder, or are lazy, but usually it has more to do with genetics and metabolism than anything else. Getting a body like the ones in my post is possible without magic and reality warping apps, but it is very difficult and not possible for everyone. So, your request brings up an interesting idea: what would happen if I changed you mentally and left your body alone? Would the right mindset really change that much? Well, let's see.

It shouldn’t be hard to change you mentally. I won’t even go into how. Maybe I used some magic, or nano bots, or something else from my increasingly large collection of jock transformation methods. Honestly the how isn’t really important to this experiment. It’s what happens next that we want to focus on. Because now, mentally, you’re a jock. I didn’t entirely rewrite your identity, so you’re still you, just a jock version of yourself. You’re dumber, simpler. You love sports and working out, and obsess about getting massive muscles. You’re the stereotypical jock… except you're skinny as a bean pole. The new you can’t just accept that of course. He wants to be huge. He works out like crazy, follows all the tips, takes every supplement and tries every protein powder he can find, all to chase the version of you he knows he can be. So… does it work? Does the new you get a jock body? The answer is fairly boring: kind of. An increased dedication to exercise and a passion for it is sure to make a big difference, and you end up putting on dozens of pounds of muscle, but since I didn’t change your body, you still have to deal with the genetics life has dealt you. You get huge, but you don’t get as big as some of the other gym goers. You’re a jock, but you’re not inhumanly massive. You’re definitely a total stud, but it takes quite some time for you to get where you want to be. I’m not knocking hard work and dedication, but they’re not the only factors and it’s ok to acknowledge that. You may never get as big as you dream… but that's not really why you do it anymore. You’re a jock now, and a real jock doesn’t just workout because they wanna look good, they do it because they love it! Because it’s their passion! That passion and dedication will take you very far, farther than people get on just good genetics. You may never be the biggest guy in the gym, but you’ll get big and enjoy every second of getting bigger.

Of course, that's coming at it from a more grounded viewpoint, and we’re not here to be grounded are we? You want to live out your jock fantasy, and as thanks for letting me do this little experiment with you, I’ll give your muscles an extra little boost! Looks like you will be the biggest guy in the gym after all! With both the right mindset and the perfect body, you’re going to end up a jock bro god. Hope you enjoy it bro! You're gonna have guys throwing themselves at you after this.

[heloflor]

Was in the mood for some teen + adult Timmy Turner headcanons (3.2k words below):

- Not actually teen related but still about Timmy: I like to think he actually got his fairies when he was 9 (which as I learned after watching “Abra-catastrophe” is actually canon, though in New Wish the fact Timmy had fairies for 7 years raises some questions on that front, like did he lose them at 16 instead of 18?), Poof/Peri was born when he was 10, and by the end of the show Timmy’s around 12-13 (since Poof/Peri turns 2 in season 9).

- Speaking of the end of the show I’m kind of ignoring season 10 for those headcanons, or if I do include it Chloe only had Cosmo and Wanda for a few months before not needing them anymore, hence them going back to only having Timmy (and it was probably awkward for Timmy to interact with her for a while after she lost them. Unless Chloe moved away afterwards or something).

- Vicky stopped being his babysitter when he turned 13, hence why Peri remembers her as a nightmare (if fairies age at the same speed as humans, Peri would have been 3 then). Oh and she stopped being hired because his parents thought he was old enough to take care of himself, and yes he still needed fairies even with Vicky out of the picture.

- Not sure when exactly (between 12 and 15) but at some point he just stopped bothering with his parents. They still mainly interact with him to tell him they’re going out so he just stopped engaging with them. As far as he knows, Cosmo and Wanda are his parents.

On that note, the more it goes the more those two would genuinely see Timmy as their own and raise him as such, even with the knowledge that they’re meant to leave eventually (and it wouldn’t surprise me if by the end of their work with Timmy, Cosmo and Wanda got yelled at by the Fairy Council for being unprofessional by getting too attached to their godchild).

- Timmy would start having Cosmo and Wanda go to school events where you have to bring your parents or similar stuff. If his parents catch wind of those events, Timmy would tell them bringing parents is optional, which they would be happy about bc they’d have something planned for this evening anyways.

- Timmy would also casually start bringing up Poof/Peri in conversations with his friends, calling him his little brother who his parents never talk about because having a second kid is difficult and also you guys can’t meet him because he’s in a boarding school and only comes home during the holidays.

- I could also see him start talking about Cosmo and Wanda, being like “oh yeah they’re family friends who are like my godparents and they’re great! No don’t worry about how weird they’re acting, just don’t question it and don’t bring it up to Crocker” especially for family events.

Tbh if he starts talking about those two he would probably also admit that his little brother is their kid who he calls his brother because “I’ve been in his life since his birth and I’m close with his parents so you know!”

- You just know Timmy and Poof/Peri were being gremlins growing up together. Like Wanda refusing a wish and convincing Cosmo not to do it either, only for Timmy to ask Poof/Peri for it behind their backs. Then one day when Peri’s around 6 years old Cosmo and Wanda don’t want him granting wishes without one of them around anymore because he “hasn’t lost his baby strength” meaning he might be as powerful as Cosmo and they want to avoid disasters (huge fan of Cosmo being op as hell). Timmy wasn’t very happy about that.

- And since I keep talking about Cosmo and Wanda being like parents to Timmy, a word about why Timmy is so special to them compared to other godkids.

First off I believe that Cosmo and Wanda remember every single godkid they had and genuinely loved each of them. Hell in “Hassle in the Castle” when seeing the girl who caused WWI Cosmo happily greets her and Wanda calls her “sweetie”. They care for those kids no matter how difficult some of them were.

So to me what set Timmy apart from them is that 1. Timmy got a lot more involved in Fairy World business than former godkids and by the end of the show was low-key closer to fairy culture than human culture (granted this is mostly due to how the show stopped using most humans characters in the last two seasons from what I heard).

2. Timmy reunited Cosmo with his mom (for better or worse), helped him get a better relationship with his brother, almost helped Wanda reconnect with her sister, and allowed Cosmo and Wanda to become parents. So Timmy basically helped mend some of Cosmo and Wanda’s family relationships on top of being familiar with said families and getting along pretty well with them too.

3. Mentioned a bit more later on but Cosmo and Wanda getting a bio child seemingly made them become more parental towards Timmy as well, thus tightening their bond.

4. One episode shows someone losing their fairies as a teen meaning that while probably very rare Timmy isn’t the first godkid to keep his fairies until he’s 18 (at least that’s how I see it, like the teen we seen lost their fairies earlier but that doesn’t mean another teen didn’t keep theirs until they reached adulthood). That being said I like to think he’s Cosmo and Wanda’s first godkid to keep his fairies for so long. And add in the secret wish into the mix, it makes Timmy the godkid Cosmo and Wanda spent the most time with by far and the only one (so far) they raised up to adulthood.

- The months leading up to Timmy’s 18th birthday were very not happy for nether him nor his fairies. Constant apprehension, half-jokingly talking about stopping time for 50 years again, trying to spend as much time together as possible, possibly counting down the days for the last month, having to explain to Poof that he won’t be able to see Timmy ever again. Just really not a good time for everyone involved.

(btw about the stopping time thing, Cosmo and Wanda understood where Timmy came from but were still deeply unhappy about it because 1. It explained why their relationship was going down the drain being stuck in a small fish bowl for years surrounded by negativity and 2. Their son almost died because of it; they did eventually manage to put it in the past though)

- And since I bring up the Secret wish here’s my take as to why Timmy changed his mind after the ending of “Channel Chasers”: Ok so I’m pretty sure the answer is simply that he’s a 10 years old child who’s allowed to change his mind, but if you want a more satisfying answer I like to think that Poof’s birth is what caused it.

Because now Timmy has a little brother. And after rewatching some early S6 episodes, it honestly feels like this is the point where Cosmo and Wanda truly started to treat Timmy as their own, including him in family photos, having a scrapbook of him, showing no difference between how they treat him and Poof, openly calling Poof his little brother etc.

So not only is Timmy now closer than ever to Cosmo and Wanda, he also has a baby brother that he’s attached to. You could even put in “Wishology” which second part opens up with Timmy spending several days in Fairy World having the time of his life, and when going back home his parents had been on vacation without him this whole time and immediately go to a second one, forgetting about him twice in a row. On that note his parents’ neglect becoming worse could also push him towards his fairies.

So yeah, with all that in mind, I could definitely see Timmy panic as his 11th birthday is approaching, causing him to wish for time to stop. Btw I could see him make that wish late at night, telling Cosmo to come see him after/while Wanda is putting Poof to bed, and Cosmo wouldn’t exactly be the happiest about that wish but it’s not like he really has a choice + Timmy forces him to forget afterwards.

(Also this has nothing to do with this post but since we’re talking Timmy and Poof and I’m too lazy to go back and edit my season finale reaction post: I’m part of the people who, while having no issues in New Wish with Hazel having Cosmo and Wanda and Dev having Peri, I can’t help but wonder how things would have been had they swapped fairies, and I also think that them having each other’s fairies would be better for everyone involved, though again I love the dynamics we got in the show, it’s more curiosity over a what-if; but yeah long story short I realized recently that another reason why this swap could work for Hazel and Peri is that Peri can relate to Hazel’s issue of learning to let go of her brother, since he once was the younger sibling having to say goodbye!)

- The day of his 18th birthday, Timmy stayed up the whole night with his fairies, not feeling ready at all to lose them. When the time came I could see Jorgen have a message from the Fairy Council about how Timmy was both the best and worst godkid they ever had to deal with but at least he’ll be remembered by all of fairykind. Also Jorgen would probably give them an additional 15 minutes to say goodbye. Also also I could see Timmy give Jorgen a hug because despite all the bullshit Jorgen put him through (most of which Timmy deserved tbh) by the end of the day he’s going to miss the big fella, with Jorgen awkwardly patting Timmy on the head, having no idea how to react.

- That day, post losing his fairies, was also probably the weirdest day for Timmy. He spends the whole day feeling a sense of emptiness, his friends ask him about a couple and a younger brother he has no memory of which prompts him to realize he doesn’t remember half of his childhood, which he would likely freak out about.

- Giving more details, Timmy remembers the humans in his life but thinking about a specific day in detail leaves him with foggy memories. Worth noting that this is what would usually happen to a godkid but since most godkids only have their fairies for a couple months (2-3 years max) that fogginess is usually seen as forgetting some childhood memories. On the other hand Timmy has had his fairies for so long that this absence is much more obvious.

- Also Timmy would vividly remember feeling parental love which he knows for a fact doesn’t come from his own parents, and despite being a single child a part of him tells him he has a sibling. And with his friends confirming he was spending tons of time with two adults and bring up having a brother quite often, he would quickly start wondering where those people are now and whether he’d ever see them again.

Also not helping would be that, since he brought them up to his friends, he’d probably have created some lie about them moving to a different state on his birthday, which could also explain his friends bringing them up after the memory wipe like “it’s too bad those guys you like so much left. You’re gonna be okay without them?”

- I could also see Timmy often pause and stare if he sees pink, green, and/or purple objects right next to each other. On that note, my view for his adult design is basically the end of “Channel Chasers” but with three pins on his shirt (pink, green and purple). If he can’t bring his pins somewhere, he’d have three small earrings instead. He just doesn’t go anywhere without those colors. Also touching his pins gives him a sense of comfort.

- Needless to say Timmy’s in therapy not only to deal with his childhood trauma but also try to find a way to recover his memories. I could see the therapists he visits tell him he might be repressing some of his memories due to trauma. And yeah he’d see several therapists because that answer doesn’t satisfy him.

- That desire to recover his memories is why he’d be interested in AJ’s work (and I could see AJ actually try to help him with it, or even Timmy being one of the reasons why he decided to study the supernatural), though I could see Timmy keeping some distance to it (as in not thinking about it every single day and still looking up psychological reasons for his memory issues) since he’s afraid to end up like Crocker. Also he’d be confused as to why part of him is so convinced that looking for these people would make him like Crocker specifically.

- On that note, he’d probably hear Crocker rant about fairies again and try very hard not to think of the fact that the idea doesn’t sound all that crazy actually.

- If Timmy was to meet his fairies again (in human form), he would find them extremely familiar but not be able to place why (unless he has pictures of them in human form from his childhood I guess, in which case he’d recognize them though not remember them).

Btw I could see a scenario of them hugging him to try and jog his memory, which wouldn’t make him remember but he would realize that they’re the people he’s been looking for. If he were to spend more time with them, I could see him remember a few things like some insides jokes or finding himself call Peri “Poof” on accident (Peri would just start bawling at this because “he remembers me!!!”).

Ultimately, I’m not the biggest fan of the idea of him fully remembering them, for some reason I prefer the idea of him knowing they were important in his life and remembering how much he loves them but still building a new relationship with them, especially if you imagine them hiding their true nature to him (he’d probably figure out they’re not humans tho, but he would not sell them to AJ’s group). That being said he would very quickly start calling them his adopted parents/younger brother because again while the memories are gone the feelings are still there.

(Granted I could see the invasion from New Wish’s “Battle of Big Wand” bring his memory back, with him wearing sunglasses to avoid the mind wipe so he’d end up remembering his fairies, I still like the idea of him meeting them without remembering though)

- Speaking of Timmy not selling them out, I could see Dale Dimmadome figure out some of Cosmo and Wanda’s scribbles, at least the part about fairies, causing him to go to one of the meetings from AJ’s group, see Timmy, recognize him as the kid who saved his life and quickly realize Timmy might have had fairies given the effects of his lemonade, especially if he sees his pins and recognize the colors of the two people he’s stalking who suspiciously look like Hazel’s stim toys, on top of the purple color of his son’s headphones which Dale couldn’t find any info on online meaning it’s a one-of-a-kind and he has no proof of purchase (also maybe he saw Peri in human form with his parents, thus putting him on his radar as a potential fairy, and again the color matches up with Dev’s headphones).

But yeah if Dale tried to invite Timmy to try and negotiate with him (fairies info in exchange of potentially getting back his memories), Timmy would refuse bc he doesn’t want to endanger those people, even if he doesn’t remember them. Oh yeah and Timmy probably wouldn’t remember Dale since they only met once and it was related to magic.

(also this has nothing to do with his evil plan but I could definitely see Dale invite Timmy by saying something like “I owe you a drink”; yeah I like to think that despite being a huge piece of shit who doesn’t care about anybody but himself, Dale still can’t help but be grateful to Timmy)

Or another funny scenario I could see would be Dale calling AJ to tell him how he believes a fairy is spending time with his son and might be dangerous, showing some of the pictures he has of the fairy trio, and AJ would immediately recognize them as Timmy’s weird neighbors he’s been looking for. So AJ would tell Dale he’ll help catch Peri only to phone Timmy after the meeting to tell him he found his godparents. And if AJ does grab Peri, instead of trying to figure out how his magic work, he’ll just have him reunite with Timmy.

- Btw while Timmy would introduce Cosmo and Wanda as his parents to people, he still calls them by their first names. Not only because not everyone calls their parents “mom” and “dad” but also due to Timmy’s bio parents only being known as those “nicknames”, so Timmy would likely want to distance himself from them by not naming Cosmo and Wanda the same thing.

- Last three headcanons which have nothing to do with fairies; first of all I see Timmy as going full on no-contact with his parents. Maybe at first he tried keeping some level of interaction but quickly came to realize his folks are more than happy to pretend to be childfree. And obviously they didn’t give him any money for college or anything like that; hell I could even see them half-jokingly comment once Timmy turns 18 that he should start paying them rent. So yeah, needless to say Timmy quickly stopped interacting with them.

- I’m not really sure what kind of job Timmy would have. Given his grades and the fact he was failed by the system (Timmy can be a very clever kid but he’s clearly not made for academic work, which is the kind of work expected of him), I don’t see him get very far school-wise meaning he’d probably have an entry-level job, with maybe something on the side related to his creativity for additional money.

At the same time “Channel Chasers” seems to give him an office job and I don’t know what are the qualifications needed for those, then again from what I’ve seen in other cartoons some office jobs don’t pay well (think Nichole in TA/WOG with several episodes being about the Watt//ersons being poor).

So yeah ultimately I could see Timmy have a low-salary office job with a hobby on the side to get some “fun” money.

- Finally, I have no idea for his love life, mainly because I don’t care ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Between his job probably taking a lot of time, his not so great mental state (again he wouldn’t go to therapy solely for his memories) and research of his past, not sure he’d have time for dating. I also don’t ship Timmy with anyone bc I’m not big on shipping kid characters, even aged up ones. So I guess maybe he’d see someone casually? Maybe Tootie??? Idk

[anzulvr]

hii could i please request a little hurt/comfort drabble where reader feels sad during christmas season but forces herself to at least pretend to be happy because karma’s birthday is on christmas day :( but karma notices how her smile doesn’t meet her eyes and stuff and asks reader about it!

Summary: You’re sad on Christmas, Karma x reader (except it’s his birthday.) hurt/comfort GN!reader HUGE SPOILER WARNING FOR ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM

(this is so cute I LOVE THIS REQUEST thank u! Had this in my drafts for a while but waited for Christmas to post)

It had been two years since everything ended. Two years since Korosensei died and all of End class were labeled as victims with some weird-Stockholm attachment to the monster who blew up the moon.

It was strange, seeing everyone care about you when you didn’t need it and remembering how low they thought of you when you were only the reject class of kunugigaoka.

A lot happened in two years, not a long time but considering how quickly everything was moving you hadn’t had time to catch up. Like any special day Christmas wasn’t a good time anymore- something your classmates agreed on. With the impact Korosensei had on your lives it was impossible to celebrate anything without wondering what would have been if you managed to save him. That was only wishful thinking, you couldn’t change the past.

Regardless, today you tried to keep a smile on your face. It was the most important time of the year, Karmas birthday- and Christmas too.

You stared at your poor attempt to decorate the cake you baked with Karma, the frosting written birthday note was almost illegible.

“What’s with the look, you’re writing isn’t that bad.”

You looked up after hearing Karmas voice as if you were pulled out of a trance.

“What look? I know it’s not that bad I was admiring our hard work.”

“More like my hard work, you kept dropping everything! Seriously though, what’s wrong? The whole day I’ve been catching you teary eyed.”

You turned your back to the counter to face him as you set the frosting bag down “I’m fine, today’s your day I’m not going to bother you with my problems. You should enjoy everything to its fullest.”

“I’m not going to enjoy anything if you’re not happy, ‘m not budging tell me why you’re upset.”

Karma was stubborn, you knew him well enough to realized this wasn’t negotiable.

“I don’t know… I was just thinking about how Korosensei can’t spend Christmas with us, and he can’t be here for your birthday. Ever since we killed him, Ive felt so helpless? Like we never did enough.”

He nodded slowly breaking eye contact for a second, “my parents haven’t answered my call today, they’re in Italy right now, all I got was a text saying they were busy and that they’d talk later. I know they haven’t forgotten, it’s kind of impossible when it’s Christmas but still- I hoped they would have time for me today, I know they have more important things to do but It made me think about how Korosensei would’ve been here.”

you nodded in response, “They could still call the days not over… and if they don’t they’ll try to make it up to you…” You could bet they wouldn’t call until the next day but you wanted to reassure him, there wasn’t a lot you could say in this situation that would make him feel better.

“It’s fine, you’re here- and you’re the best company, I had fun today. I just meant Korosensei has done a lot for us he’s proud we pulled that off, he wouldn’t want you to beat yourself up over it.”

“I know you’re right, still I wish I could’ve done more, we should’ve tried harder to save him.”

“We did what we had to. I miss him too, there’s a lot of things I could never repay Korosensei for—”

“Like getting you through senioritis? Or always bringing money in his wallet even though he knew you’d steal it?”

“I meant setting us up together, but sure those were good too.” Karma smiles breaking tenseness of the conversation for moment, “at the time I thought he was being a hassle but without him im not sure id have you right now.”

Suddenly you felt shy laughing it off and covering your face for a moment while you composed yourself, “Yeah he did push for us a lot but I was obsessed with you far before we even ended up in 3-E so you would’ve had me regardless.”

“Yeah? Tell me more.”

“No way in hell, I don’t trust you to not make fun of me. Anyways I didn’t mean to bring up something depressing, we should be smearing cake all over your face right now.”

“Try all you want but it isn’t possible to mess up my face.”

“Wanna bet?” You shake the smile off your face.

“See that’s more I like it, we can enjoy our ugly cake now. And more importantly you can open your gift.”

“What do you mean my gift? It’s your birthday you’re not supposed to buy me stuff!”

“It’s also Christmas … I couldn’t help myself I really wanted to get you something.”

“But now I’m worried my gift won’t live up to yours!”

“[Name] you could give me rocks for all I care and I’d keep them in a safe with multiple locks.”

You gently shoved his shoulder suppressing your laughter, you leaned in to kiss him.

It was impossible to not feel better with him around. This morning you had woken up wishing time could stop for a moment and you ended the day hoping for the same thing but for a completely different reason.

[queen-of-the-avengers]

In My Head

Pairing: Thor x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2k

Warnings: angst, fake dating but real feelings

Summary: In order for Thor to be King, he must be in a relationship with someone. He saw you. He chose you. You want him. He doesn't want you.

Squares Filled: fake dating (2023) for @thorbingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

x

“What looks better? Pearls or Diamonds?” you ask and hold up two pairs of earrings.

“Diamonds. It matches the sparkles on your dress.”

“Thanks.”

Arendella watches you slip on the subtle sparkly dress for tonight’s dinner with the royal family. You slip on the earrings and fix your hair to give it more volume. Thor better melt when he sees you because you look hot.

“Do you think going to this dinner is a good idea?”

“I have to go. It’s for his parents. They’re getting on his ass about being in a steady relationship before he gets to be crowned King.”

“You’re okay with this arrangement still?”

Your mistake is hesitating before answering her. She raises one eyebrow and you turn away from her so you don’t see the judgement in her eyes.

“Yes.”

“Have you told him how you felt about him?”

“It doesn’t matter, Del,” you sigh. “It’s all fake anyway.”

Arendella gets up and walks in front of you. She pushes some of your hair back behind your shoulders and makes you look better.

“Trust me, it does matter.”

“Not when it comes to him. He’s only doing this for one reason and one reason only: his parents. He wants to be King. That’s it.”

“One of these days this whole thing will blow up in your face.”

“It won’t be tonight.” Your doorbell rings and you look out the window to see the car Thor’s parents sent for you. “That’s the car. I gotta go.”

“Have fun. Tell me everything tomorrow.”

Arendella is right. You wish you could tell Thor just how much he means to you. In the beginning, this was purely a business relationship. Date Thor to get his parents off his back while he continues to do what he does best. His mother told him that in order to be King, he must be in a relationship with someone who is wife material. He saw you walking by the castle and decided you were going to play the part.

It was nice to be treated like royalty with riches beyond compare, eating out in fancy restaurants, wearing nice clothes, and meeting all sorts of people from different Worlds across the Nine Realms. It was a good thing because you got to play the doting girlfriend every so often when his parents were back on Asgard.

However, the time more you two spent together, the more you saw Thor for the man he is. You allowed yourself to fall for him even though you promised yourself you weren't going to do that. You’ve been playing the part for so long that you want to be in the role permanently. Maybe Arendella has a point. Maybe tonight is the night you come clean to Thor about your feelings for him.

His parents are hosting an important dinner with the other royal families of the Nine Realms excluding Midgard (Earth). There are so many rulers on Earth that it would be a hassle to get them all. Thor thinks that he is going to be announced as King tonight which is why you’re going.

You meet Thor outside with a smile. He pulls you into a hug and rubs your back in comfort. You’re not used to this kind of behavior from him since he’s usually at a distance from you. You hear the camera clicks from onlookers nearby and you understand why he’s being so affectionate toward you.

He opens the car door for you and allows you to go inside first, and he quickly follows. As soon as the doors are closed, he’s back to being cold Thor. He only cares about one thing and that’s to be King. He’ll do anything for it… and you though Loki was bad.

“Is your whole family going to be there?” you ask.

“Yes.”

He takes out his phone and smiles as he texts someone. Earth has had such a huge impact on Asgard. Since returning from it, Thor has brough over cell phones, WiFi, cars, and other modern things.

“Is what I’m wearing okay?”

“You look fine,” he says without looking at you.

The hint he’s giving you is received. You decide to look out the window because you’re afraid if you stare at him, you’ll start to cry. The car gets to the castle, and you and thor walk hand-in-hand through the big golden gates. Frigga and Odin wait in the foyer eagerly for their son’s return.

“Lady Y/N! It’s so good to see you again,” Frigga smiles and brings you into a hug.

Odin stands next to her as stoic as ever and Loki is only there because he has to be.

“Frigga. It’s good to see you, too,” you smile.

“Come, the others are waiting.”

Thor, Odin, and Frigga walk off together, leaving you and Loki behind. Loki knows something is up between you and his brother but he’s not entirely sure. Though, when he sees him not even pay attention to you, he’s closer to his theory.

“My brother is an idiot if he doesn’t realize who he has on his arm.”

“Thanks?”

“Just saying. You’re worth more than that oaf.”

The dining room is filled with royal people and their bodyguards. The dinner starts off without a hitch, and you find yourself actually enjoying the presence of everyone. You look over at Thor to see him with a huge smile on his face as he tells his stories from battle. Sif is next to him with a big smile on her face as she adds in her own feats.

Thor is in a good mood. You decide that you’ll tell himhow you feel when the dinner is over with. Toward the end, Odin stands up and grabs everyone attention.

“As you all may know by now, I am nearing the end of my reign as King of Asgard. In my place shall be my first born, Thor. I have no doubt that he will make an excellent King. Please treat him as such.” Odin turns to Thor who smiles at him. “My dear boy, there will be many things you will need to do once you become King, but that may not start until you have become successful in your relationship.”

“We want you two to get married here tomorrow,” Frigga interrupts happily.

“What?” you say and look at Thor.

“You need a Queen to rule by your side,” Frigga says. “What better way than to have the wedding here with everyone in attendance?”

You have to keep up the facade while you’re in a room full of royals, so you place your hand on Thor’s muscular shoulder.

“We would be honored.”

“A toast, then.” Odin raises his glass and everyone follows suit. “To Thor and Y/N.”

“To Thor and Y/N!” everyone repeats.

You’re too busy thinking about the thought of marrying Thor to enjoy the rest of the dinner. Arendella would have a field day if she knew this is happening. At the end of dinner, Thor is trying to escort you out of the castle so he can talk to his parent privately but Frigga interrupts his plans.

“You must sleep over here tonight. You and Thor can have the big bedroom.”

“No, Mother, she needs to go home.”

“Nonesense! Please? It’ll be better for all of us if she stays here tonight.”

Thor and Frigga look at you with two very different looks. Thor looks like he doesn't want you here but Frigga lokos hopeful. You smile tightly and nod in agreement.

“One night won’t kill us.”

“I’m glad. Follow me.”

Thor hangs back slightly so he can talk to you as you follow his mother to the room you’ll be staying in.

“I thought you wanted to go home.”

“It’s one night, Thor. Plus, you need to talk to them. They think we’re getting married. I think we should talk.”

“Please, if you need something, don’t be a stranger. Odin and I are right down the hall and Loki is across the way.”

“Thank you, Mother, but I think we’ll be fine. I’ll see you and Father in the morning.” Thor kisses his mom on the head and she leaves you two alone. When the door closes, Thor becomes a different person again. He grabs one of the pillows and a blanket from the bed. “You can have the bed.”

“Where are you going to sleep?”

“The couch.”

“Thor, I think you’re being a bit dramatic. It’s just a bed, and we’re only going to be sleeping. Is being next to me so bad?”

Thor takes a moment too long to think about this.

“I guess not.”

Thor takes the right side of the bed while you take the left, and you get into bed next to him. It’s a nice California King bed with a lot of space, and he’s taking advantage of the fact that he doesn’t have to be near you.

“Thor, can we talk, please?” you whisper.

“Y/N, please go to bed. It’s late.”

The silence between you two is deafening. This should be your answer. He doesn’t want to talk to you. He doesn’t want to be with you. Maybe you’re doing yourself a favor by not saying anything. Or maybe he’ll realize what an amazing woman you are once you two are married. Regardless, you stare at his back until you fall asleep.

When you wake up, Thor isn’t besides you in bed. You sigh and grab your phone to see what time it is.

Tell Thor how you feel or else you’ll regret it.

You ignore the message from Arendella and fet up for the day. You get dressed in the clothes Frigga had laid out for you and walk aimlessly around the castle. She is inside the kitchen with a chef who is cooking her breakfast.

“Ah, Y/N, good morning.”

“Good morning. Where is Thor?”

“He’s out with Odin. They should be back soon. Are you excited?”

“For what?”

“Your wedding day, of course! I have a bunch of things planned for us to do. First, I want you to have breakfast and rest.”

“You’re too kind to me,” you smile and sit at the table.

“I’ve always wanted a daughter,” she winks at you.

Her knowing the secret between you two is going to break her heart. She has been nothing but kind to you since you first started dating Thor, and you don’t know if you have the heart to tell her the truth.

Thor and Odin return within the hour but neither of them look happy. Odin goes straight to Frigga without so much as a look at you so he can talk to her privately.

“Thor, I really need to talk to you.” Thor gestures for you to follow him so you do, but you frown when he keeps walking instead of stopping to face you. “Listen, I don’t even know how to say this, but--”

“This isn’t working out,” he cuts you off.

“What?”

“I came clean to my father about us. He knows the relationship is fake.”

“Why would you do that? Don’t you want to be King?”

“I found someone else,” your heart cracks with every word he says, “someone who I love. Thank you for what you did but you’re no longer needed.”

And now your heart is on the floor in pieces.

“You’re done with me? Just like that?”

“I’m sorry for how this is ending.”

Thor doesn’t see any use in stickin around so he retreats to a different part of the castle. You’re standing in the middle of the hallway almost in tears because the man you love has tossed you on your ass. He decided you aren’t worth anything anymore, that he’s done using you, and is now not interested.

Things started off as fake but your feelings for him are very real. Would it make a difference if he knew you how in love with him? Doesn’t matter now. You’re sure that he maybe started to feel something for you, or maybe was all in your head. Either way, you’re all alone now.

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[lendmyboyfriendahand]

Trans Celegorm

Celegorm was born female. Strong-daughter hasty-riser, whose hair looks just like her grandmother. 

Celegorm at ten knowing she is different somehow from the other girls. It’s not just the privileges of rank, or her discomfort with the expectations of a princess of the Noldor. Something about the role in society that Celegorm is supposed to take up just sits wrong, as much as she tries to ignore it.

Celegorm’s period starts at 12 and she hates it, hates her body, hates knowing she’ll never grow as tall and as broad as her father or Maedhros. Her body is built for giving new life, so Celegorm learns how to take life instead. She asks to join Orome’s hunt and is told she’s too young. She does everything she can to practice the skills anyway.

Celegorm is accepted to join the hunt at 15, when she manages to sneak up on Tilion. Running with the maiar who view her as weak because she’s an incarnate who didn’t build her muscles from the atoms up to be the best at snapping a deer’s neck, not because she’s a girl. Celegorm not knowing why this feels better, but at least she can fight and track when her head gets too full of circling thoughts. Celegorm can sneak up on anything, and learns quickly enough how to avoid leaving a blood trail of her own whether it’s from a scrape on her arm or from her cunt.

Celegorm trying to feel good in her body, and succeeding in the moments when she’s clothed, or when she’s not being judged. But now her tits have grown and she hates them, hates how they get in the way of her bow unless she binds them down, how when she goes home Maedhros says it’s improper to wrestle with her (and maybe he’s just stuffy and formal now, but also Celegorm is a very hands on fighter.) Celegorm hates how everyone expects her to wear clothes that are wrong, tailored to emphasize the chest not the shoulders, flowing and getting in the way. Sure, everyone has to wear robes at court, but then Father can come home and just wear an apron and trousers in the forge while Celegorm can’t.

Celegorm at 17 realizing she wants to be a man.

Celegorm at 17 thinking no one will take her seriously, she’s not even of age, and has always been weird anyway. Everyone will say it’s just about not fitting in to normal society.

Celegorm realizing that even her parents don’t truly understand her – no, him. Not in this at least. Sure, Feanor bakes according to his mother’s recipe, and Nerdanel wrestles huge blocks of marble into place. But Feanor is a man and Nerdanel is a woman.

Celegorm figuring screw it, they can’t stop him.

Celegorm is skilled with a knife by now. If he cuts the lumps off his chest, no one will be able to tell he’s a girl from a distance. And if someone is close enough to see between his legs, they’re close enough for Celegorm to punch.

Celegorm will run away to the forest for a couple years and come back outside Alqualonde. Just another elf who had to take a break from cities to live in nature, it’s not that rare. Another wild man of the hills.

Nerdanel first realizes that Celegorm is trans when she opens her daughter’s room to find Celegorm about to conduct amateur surgery. Celegorm has put thought and preparation into this; he has a sharp knife and boiling water to clean it, and a pile of boiled rags (the remains of his bedsheet), and a chair set up in front of the mirror. The chair is draped in another sheet, and there’s a towel on the floor. Celegorm has a thoughtful look and is drawing on his breasts with charcoal, trying to plan the cuts. He needs to save some of the skin, can’t ruin his own hide, and he needs to avoid arteries though he’s never butchered anything with an elven shape…

Nerdanel panics and yells. After establishing that it’s not a suicide attempt (“If I wanted to die, I’d just go provoke a bear, Mom, it would be far less hassle!”), she’s still rather concerned. And Nerdanel knows that if she takes Celegorm’s knife, Celegorm will just find or make another. So even though this topic really out to be considered for longer in her opinion, Nerdanel doesn’t say that.

“Would you please get dressed and we can find a practiced surgeon in the city? You deserve the best care possible in changing your body.” Nerdanel compares it to how Celegorm had a personal trainer when building muscle as a child, to make sure he didn’t sprain anything. And does Celegorm really want to risk severing an artery, or cutting a tendon?

Celegorm agrees. Gender reassignment surgery isn’t actually a common thing in Tirion – most people who transition go for a years-long hormonal thing, or let the Valar build them a whole new body and move their spirit into it. But Celegorm knows this body, and he isn’t going to wait.

Specifically, by the time they go home they’ve talked to four different surgeons and found one with availability in the next week, assuming no one gets in an archery accident in the meantime.

Celegorm goes in. He gets his tits cut off. He sees no reason to get a cock – he’s already learned how to piss without getting it on his boots.

Celegorm eventually tries sex. He laughs at everyone who says you need a cock to be dominant. All you need is to be able to pin your partner to the bed and use them as a dildo.

Canon still happens. Celegorm still kidnaps Luthien and threatens her in an attempt to marry her. He’s not super invested in having kids, and if Luthien wants them he’s sure Melian can do some magic to make sure the babies share his blood. 

(Amras is also a transman. With experience, Nerdanel and Feanor notice early enough to get him puberty blockers.)

[thegoober010]

so you do art AND writing?? So cool! I just reread that fanfic you made and like, I'm craving for more. If it isn't a hassle, can I request a Dumbass trio (Ace, Deuce and GN reader)? Like cause Ace has high IQ but is dumb in other stuff, Deuce has streets smarts, maybe reader could have high EQ(emotional intelligence) but is a dumbass at everything else (also believes store-bought eggs begets chickens). No reason, really. Totally not because that's what I thought happened to eggs until the heartslabyul chapter aired.

FIST OF ALL THANK U FOR CALLING IT COOL I APPRECIATE IT WAAA

SECOND OF ALL IM NGL I HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE BUT THE EGGS GAVE ME AN IDEA AND OFC U CAN BUDDY MWEHEHEHE 😈😈🙏🙏

YOU ASK AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE 🔥🔥🔥

Tw/Cw: none !

Gender neutral reader as always ‼️‼️‼️

“I swear none of us are graduating..”

You let out a giggle as you stared at Ace and deuce fooling around in the store while you pushed the cart, they were so stupid sometimes. Ace kept on putting everything in the cart meanwhile Deuce kept on trying to find where to put back each item they didn’t need that Ace kept putting in, he was trying to be a good kid after all and not bother you with Ace’s unnecessary requests to buy dumb items like dog toys for Grim (even though he’s a cat…) or a bag of gummy worms that had spell challenges on them and so on, plus he didn’t want to hurt your wallet with everything Ace was trynna buy !

“Ace- where’d you find these ? Are these… why would you get oysters you don’t even like them !?” “…Well like, I dunno, what if like uhh Rook likes them or something, I don’t know why do I have to explain myself to you all the time just lemme put stuff in the ca- yo hey what’re you doing with all the stuff where are you putting it !?” Ace yelled out as Deuce was basically grabbing everything Ace put in the cart he deemed unnecessary or too expensive for you. “Back where it was ! We don’t need all this! And some of this stuff is too expensive we don’t wanna put ourselves in debt!” Deuce hurriedly explained while rushing around placing everything back where it belongs. “Hey don’t worry, I’m the one mostly paying anyways." You stated trying your best to just calm them down a little. "See! Now put all my stuff back idiot" "Hey who are you calling an idiot!?"

Great... another argument.. this will definetly not turn into a huge disaster and end with them making another huge mess they’ll have to clean ! Definitely…

You let out a sigh before pushing the cart into another aisle that Ace had dragged you off to. Deuce had been left behind but he quickly caught up. You guys were now in that food aisle that had milk, eggs, yogurt, all that stuff. “Oh- uh hey dude didn’t you say you needed some eggs?” Ace asked, “Oh yeah I almost forgot!” You replied before looking at the eggs. You grabbed one and looked at the prices. “Awe… poor little guys… they’re gonna get eaten before they have a chance to become chicks…. Cycle of life I guess…” Deuce sighed. “Deuce…, how many times do I have to tell you that there’s no chickens in store eggs….” Ace rolled his eyes as he helped you check the prices. “Oh yeah I forgot… but hey I can’t be the only one who forgets that or like didn't know that.” Deuce muttered. “Nah you definitely are! Only you’d be that stupid to think that” Ace teased causing Deuce’s eye to twitch. “Hey even if I am stupid you’re uh- you’re stupider!” Deuce replied nudging Ace to the side to look at what he was looking at. “Hey don’t push me dude the hell!? Also I got a higher grade on Trein’s test than you yesterday so you can’t call me stupid!” Ace nudged Deuce back “You got a 52% I got a 51.5% it’s the same thing if you round it!” Deuce groaned before pushing Ace back, accidentally slipping and making both of them fall on the ground.

“OW! You dumbass-!” Ace yelped, he hit his head when he fell and he just rubbed it, he sat up and saw how Deuce just up and rubbed his back “Owww-“ Deuce winced “Dont call me a dumbass!” Deuce groaned before giving Ace a hand and helped him get up. Ace gave Deuce a glare before then looking over at you, “Ugh whatever.... uh yo you’ve been really quiet dude... you okay?” Ace asked you while rubbing the back of his head.

You turn your head over to Ace as you held and just blink and stay silent before all of a sudden. “What do you mean there’re no chickens in eggs….” You asked. Ace just… stared… “You… you didn’t know....?” “NO??” You reply with a shocked tone, your voice cracked a bit while you raised your brows. “See Ace I told you I’m not the only one!” Deuce pointed at him before crossing his arms.

"How can you two be so dumb what?? Did your parents not teach you anything?" Ace started to tease both of you which caused you to laugh meanwhile Deuce was getting annoyed once again. Right before Deuce could say anything to him all of a sudden you all hear barking coming from behind yall. You all turn and all of a sudden see a HUGE dog running towards you guys "COME BACK HERE MUNCHKIN!!" the owner of the dog yelled out. It was more specifically running to you, you had no time to react neither did Ace or Deuce so you all just stood still. Deuce quickly took out his wand before Ace slapped it from his hand "Hey we cant just cast a random spell we could hurt the dog!" before Ace could even finish scolding Deuce a loud thud was heard. The dog just knocked you over while you had been trying to move away from it, knocking down the carton of eggs from you. "Ah- damnit!" You cursed under your breath, before the dog started licking you face, its tail wagging happily. You pet the dog before looking at your side and seeing the carton of eggs on the floor, opened, and all the eggs scattered, broken, in shambles even. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry!" the owner said before grabbing his dog's leash and motioning it towards him "C'mere munchkin!" he said, the dog quickly made its way back to their owner. Ace held out a hand to you "Mph- thanks Ace" You spoke softly, getting up. "Oh my what a mess, so sorry about that!" the owner said before trying to tiptoe his way outta this mess. Deuce immediately grabbed him by the collar "Hey! Ya don't get to leave after your dog makes a mess! You're gonna help us fix this!" Deuce yelled at the man, he just stared at Deuce with a nervous expression. "Wow- okay sorry-..." the man muttered. Deuce let go of his shirt before moving his attention towards you "Hey you okay?? That was quite the tumble." You nodded "Yeah I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be, it's just a little fall!"

"Damn.. well who's gonna pay for that and clean it?" Ace asked causing you all to shrug, all of a sudden an employee comes up to you guys. "Hey what's going on with you guys? Why's there a mess..?" the employee asked, looking at all of you with an annoyed glare.

After you all explained the situation the owner of the dog was made to clean up the mess but you still had to pay in the end. Once you were all done with that finally you guys finished shopping and were getting out of the store. "Oh sevens that was such a mess and for what.." Ace muttered, "Tell me about it... that dog dude was so annoying but the dog was cute." Deuce randomly commented meanwhile you were just glad that was all over with and you guys can finally head to the dorms. "Let's just be happy we didn't have to clean something up again, and let's be grateful it wasn't actually our fault this time hehe." You giggled slightly causing Ace and Deuce to look at you with a smile. "With how much of a mess we make at school and outside of it... I wouldn't be surprised if we get held back like Leona." Ace laughed, taking a small jab at Leona. "Hey don't say that, we work hard why would we get held back!?" Deuce questioned a bit surprised Ace would say that not realizing he was just joking. You stare at the two of them as they just start going back and forth once more but they quickly stop, calm down and just start giggling about nonsense and brain rot terms. You just smiled, happy that they're your friends... even if they're idiots sometimes but hey you're an idiot too with them... that's what got you guys your infamous 'dumbass trio' nickname. "Pfff I swear none of us are graduating..." You chuckle

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a/n please save me idk what I just wrote im sleep deprived and I didnt even check it after finishing but ITS OKAY IG HOPEFULLY U LIKED IT 😻😻😻

[delusional1sworld]

Study “Date”

A study session with Nagi turns into a sleepover.

“No can do f/n. As much as I love karaoke, I can’t. I have a tutor coming over to help me study for my exams. Next time though for sure,” you laughed into your phone.

With the school year approaching its end, you’ve been studying nonstop for all your finals. One class in particular was giving you a huge headache, calculus. Luckily for you, Reo offered to help.

….

(3 hours before)

“Yes please Reo. I’m dying in the class. I need as much help as I can get,” you cried dramatically onto his shoulder.

“Yes of course y/n. As one of the top scorers in well…every subject…” Reo bragged, “I guarantee I’ll help you get at least a B or above.”

“Okay okay let’s not show off now,” you grumbled, immediately lifting your head off his shoulder and shoving him away.

…

The sound of the doorbell jolts you out of the earlier events playing in your head. Rushing to the door, you immediately open it-

“Nagi?”

“Hi Y/n,” the tall, white haired teen yawned.

“What are you doing here? Where’s Reo?” You asked, peering behind him.

“An urgent family matter came up so he asked me to sub in for him.”

“Oh I see, come on in then,” you said, pushing the door open to let the giant man through.

As you closed the door, you silently cursed at Reo for not even sending a quick text to let you know that he wasn’t coming.

“Would you like some tea Nagi?”

“No thanks, tea’s gonna make me sleepier.”

“Oh okay, then where would you like to start?”

“Wherever’s fine,” Nagi replied, yawning again.

“Okay then we can start with this.” You held up the folder filled with calculus practice assignments.

…

“…so you plug in the variable u for 2x and just take the derivative of it,” Nagi continues, pointing at the problem. Surprisingly, the man could be very focused when need be. It’s been 3 hours since you guys started, and he hasn’t slacked off once…well not that much anyways. There were a couple times where Nagi had almost dozed off while explaining a problem and you had to wake him back up.

“Done that was the last one!” You cried happily. “I’ll go make some ramen for us!”

“Finally, such a hassle.” Nagi grabbed his phone and laid himself on your carpet. You stopped.

“If it was an hassle then why did you agree to help me?” You questioned, unable to control the sliver of hope rising in your chest.

Nagi paused. “Mm no reason, just to help out Reo I guess,” the white haired man answered brushing it off.

Oh, yeah obviously.

Ignoring the stinging of disappoint in your chest, you packed up your books and walked off the kitchen. Unbeknownst to you however, Reo had planned this session long before today. He saw the way Nagi watched you in the halls as you laughed with you friends. His eyes full of wonder and adoration as he questioned how you managed to light up every room with just a smile. The way your eyes twinkled when you talked about your passions. The way your laughter filled him with joy. Or the way his heart would speed up so much whenever he’d see you and he couldn’t understand why…

“Okay Nagi they’re almost done. Just give it like 1-2 more minutes,” you told his laying figure as you carried the ramen to the living room coffee table.

“Nagi?” You nudged his shoulder slightly. No response. You nudged him again. No response.

He’s asleep…

You sighed. Of course he is. He just spent the last 3 hours helping you with your homework. He rarely ever puts that much energy into anything.

You opened your cup of ramen and pondered whether or not you should call Reo to take Nagi home. However you recalled Nagi’s earlier comment about Reo’s family problems and it would be very unlikely he’d be able to pick Nagi up. Sighing once more you decided to just leave the sleeping man on the carpet.

Maybe he’ll wake up in a hour or two.

…

You stared at the man lying at your feet. It’s been almost 3 hours. Nagi’s still sleeping. Deciding there’s no other choice but to let him stay the night, you grabbed an extra pillow and blanket. As you leaned down to tuck the pillow behind his messy hair, you couldn’t help but to caress his hair for a little while longer than necessary. It was soft, like silk, but scattered messily across his face. Your heart pounded in your chest as you moved from his hair to his face. Your fingers gently traced his delicate skin down to his chin. Nagi shuffles. Surprised, you back away, but Nagi’s hand suddenly reaches out to grab your wrist, pulling you towards him.

“Nagi…?” You face was burning up from the close proximity of his chest. Still twisting in his sleep, he slithers one arm around your waist pulling you in. You couldn’t break out of his grasp without waking him. The logical decision was to wake him but your heart was telling you another thing. The warmth radiating from his body was more than convincing enough for you to stay in this position.

One night wouldn’t hurt…I’ll get up before he wakes up.

Yawning, you carefully pulled some of the blanket around your body and relaxed yourself against him.

“Goodnight Nagi,” you whispered as you closed your eyes. Within minutes, you were asleep.

Nagi opens his eyes when he felt your heartbeat falling into a steady rhythm. Smiling sleepily, he stares at your figure curled up beside him.

“Goodnight Y/n.”

[serenasoutherlyns]

cherry baby

“I give them about a month before they’re dating.” “How would you know?” Asked Rollins. “Oh,” said Olivia, “I just do.”

calex. teen. ao3. For @allergictocanon-- I wrote you some fluff!

Sharing SVU was much easier than Alex thought it would’ve been. Casey, it turned out, was very easy to be around, and they’d clicked naturally. After a month or so of going out for drinks after work, they had taken to working at Casey’s on Friday nights, splitting a bottle of wine between them. A reward for the week, a tradition, cheaper and cozier than a bar. Things became so easy between them, passing papers, pens, glasses. Then they started to touch each other, casually, friendly. A squeeze of the hand, an affectionate pat on the thigh. It spilled over into work, it felt like they were in one another’s offices as often as their own. On some level, she had anticipated exactly the opposite to happen when they were both assigned to SVU. She knew Casey’s reputation, and she knew her own. Neither were known for their ability to share. Casey seemed determined not to let conflict happen, though.

April brought cold rain to New York. They rushed inside Casey’s apartment but still found themselves damp. Casey’s hair stuck to her forehead. She turned up the heat as the two of them shivered.

---

“They’re getting close,” Olivia remarked to Rollins upon leaving Alex’s office. Without hardly looking up from their work, Alex had handed them one warrant, Casey another.

“I’m glad they get along,” Rollins said. “It would be a huge hassle if they didn’t.”

“Yes,” said Olivia, “I think it’s a little beyond that.”

“Meaning?” Said Rollins.

“I give them about a month before they’re dating.”

“How would you know?” Asked Rollins.

“Oh,” said Olivia, “I just do.” Amanda caught the hint. That was interesting, she thought.

---

Casey sat down on the couch after changing into dry clothes. She gave Alex her nicest, yet still ratty, sweatpants and long-sleeved tee. She looked amazing casual like this. She even took her hair down. The rain picked up.

“I don’t feel like working,” said Casey. “I don’t have much to do anyway.”

“We don’t have to work,” said Alex. She opened the bottle of wine. Alex knew where her corkscrew was. “Do you want to order Thai food and watch a movie?” Alex stretched her arms above her head and Casey’s eyes were drawn to a sliver of exposed skin at her hip.

“That sounds amazing.” Thunder rumbled outside. Alex paled. “You okay?” Asked Casey.

“Fine,” said Alex unconvincingly. “I don’t like thunderstorms,” she admitted.

---

“Here, let me carry some of those,” Casey said, taking a stack of files from Alex’s arms. Olivia watched them from her desk as they entered the precinct. Alex gave Casey an affectionate look that Olivia would recognize anywhere. She wondered if the two of them had caught on to each other yet. She shot Rollins a smug look. Rollins rolled her eyes back.

“Counselors,” said Rollins. “We’ve got your suspect.”

“So we heard,” said Casey, “What room?”

“Five,” said Olivia.

“Got it,” said Alex. “Amanda, do you want to do the talking? Olivia and I can observe from outside, and Casey can sit in for the lawyer cred.”

“Sounds like a plan,” said Amanda. She gestured to Casey to follow her.

Olivia knew Amanda had this under control. She turned her attention to her colleague, who seemed to be observing someone other than the suspect. Alex bit her lip watching Casey. Olivia remembered that well. It took a lot of self-control not to laugh.

---

They picked Pride and Prejudice, Casey’s suggestion. Alex wasn’t the biggest Austen fan, but she would’ve watched whatever Casey wanted. The storm didn’t let up the whole time. Alex did her best not to show it, but she jumped and trembled with every thunderclap. Casey noticed despite her best efforts and placed her hand over Alex’s white knuckles. That did not slow down her heartbeat.

“Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy,” said Matthew McFadyen. As the credits rolled, Alex realized she was pressed into Casey’s side completely. It would be so easy to simply turn her head, her lips would be inches from Casey’s. She coughed and made some space between them, slowly withdrawing her hand. Casey stretched her arms forward. It was almost nine o’clock, and still storming. Alex dreaded going out in this, even if she could call a cab right to the apartment.

“Another one?” Asked Casey sleepily.

“Yeah,” said Alex. “You pick.”

“Are you sure about that?” Said Casey.

“Mhm,” said Alex. “Whatever you want. You’re the one with the DVDs.”

“Good point,” said Casey. “Emma it is.” She grinned. “More popcorn?”

“Please.”

---

At drinks, Olivia was surprised the two of them weren’t making out at the table. Casey leaned into Alex’s space and Alex returned the favor. Olivia wouldn’t be surprised if they were holding hands under the table. She wondered if they had consummated the obvious sexual tension yet. If they hadn’t it would be a matter of days. This was so entertaining. Casey went to grab another pitcher and Alex watched her the whole way to the bar. They shared a carton of peanuts, ignoring the brushes of their fingertips. Casey whispered something in Alex’s ear, and they laughed, Alex tilting her head back. It couldn’t hurt to fuck with them a bit.

“Okay,” said Olivia, “Casey, truth or dare?”

“Oh, come on,” said Casey, “how old are we?”

“That’s something only boring people ask,” said Rollins, catching on to Olivia’s tactics.

“Truth or dare, Casey?”

“Fine,” she said, annoyed at having her attention drawn away from Alex, “Truth.”

“When was the last time you got laid?” Olivia asked. Casey blushed.

“Uh,” she said, “Three months ago.” Alex’s eyes widened, in surprise or jealousy, Olivia couldn’t tell.

“Damn girl, save some for the rest of us,” teased Rollins.

“Whatever, I’m busy. Olivia, truth or dare?”

“Dare,” she said.

“Kiss Rollins,” said Alex. Rollins reddened, but Olivia retained her composure.

“I’m her superior,” said Olivia.

“Who cares? It’s just a kiss.” Amanda apparently agreed. She shrugged and kissed Olivia herself. Damn, thought Olivia. That was fun.

---

When Emma ended, it was eleven. The streets were flooded, but the storm had stopped. Casey was relieved at Alex’s relaxation. But, like hell Casey was letting Alex go home in this.

“I should be going,” said Alex. Casey looked at her like she had three heads.

“What are you talking about? In this weather?”

“I don’t want to intrude,” said Alex.

“It’s not intruding if I’m inviting you,” countered Casey. She held Alex’s hand in her own. Alex looked at their interlaced hands.

“Okay,” she said.

“But,” said Casey, “Do you want to listen to some music?”

---

This was the fifth time Alex had brought up Casey tonight. At dinner. At the dinner where the two of them were supposed to be catching up. Olivia now knew that:

a) Casey was great at her job b) Casey was close with her mom c) Casey loved thriller novels d) Casey was a Godsend in the office e) Casey looked great in her softball uniform.

And Alex had the audacity to pester her about Amanda after that. She was almost ready to trap the two of them in a closet and wait for them to figure their shit out.

---

Casey put on the new Chairlift album. Alex liked it. It was time, Alex thought around track seven. If she didn’t do this now, she wondered if it would ever happen. Casey was saying something, and Alex was taking none of it in.

“Alex?” Said Casey. Apparently, it had been silent for a while.

“Casey,” said Alex, “I.” That was not a sentence with an ending. Casey looked at her wide-eyed, and Alex kissed her. She did what she had wanted to for months. It was everything she wanted and more, Casey’s muffled surprised sound before she kissed her back desperately. Their hands roamed. Casey pulled away.

“Finally,” she said, “finally.”

---

Olivia entered Casey’s office to find the two of them on the couch, equally focused. They were holding hands. Olivia doubted they even knew they were. Finally, Olivia thought.

[neddea]

Polaroid Go tips and tricks - I really love this camera!

This is basically the post I wish I had read before and after I bought the Polaroid Go. I haven’t been able to find much info on tips and tricks, so I’m gonna share what I’ve learned, also with the intention of getting some feedback and hopefully more knowledge from the community 🙏🏻 Also, beware of the long post, I guess!

(NOTE: This is about the 2nd Gen Go, idk anything about the 1st Gen version).

The reasons I bought the Go instead of any other Instax or Polaroid camera:

☑️Analog camera instead of digital (I wasn’t sure about many other instant cameras). I wanted to restrict myself and not even have a screen to be able to tweak things or choose which picture I wanted to print. The goal for me was to learn photography in itself by using the “simplest” tools. If the picture turns out well, it’s because I’ve understood how to use the tools and how to get the most out of them (and sometimes I’m just lucky, let’s be honest!)

☑️Easy to carry around. I have ADHD, so I know that I will never do something if it feels like a bit too much work to get started on (for example, taking pictures outside if carrying it is a hassle). The Go was by far the best one in that sense.

☑️The film is cheaper than the other Polaroid films (at least that I’m aware of). This is huuuge for me, since I wanted to take as many pics as I could and not feel as bad if I “wasted” film with experiments and trials. Still not as affordable as Instax film though, but closer than other types.

☑️It has filters. I know, this might seem like a dumb reason, but I really wanted to get into this hobby because I wanted to relearn photography and go back to that feeling of physicality that used to inspire me back in college. I wanted to experiment with cellophane paper and with the chemistry of the film itself and whatever idea came to mind, and the filters added to that goal. Some instax cameras have unofficial filters, but they didn’t seem as… sturdy? Properly made? Idk, looks deceive and they could be great for all I know (if anyone has experience with them let me know, I’m curious!)

☑️Double exposure and flash On/Off options. Two other huge reasons why I chose this camera! For the same reasons as the one before: I wanted to experiment and be able to control the tool to take the pros and cons to the extreme.

☑️Accessories to carry it around and keep it safe (although I have things to say about some incompatibility issues).

That being said, things I don’t like as much:

🔻Can’t control exposure times and diaphragm aperture (sorry if the terms are incorrect, English is not my mother tongue and I learned the basics in Spanish). There are only two options and they’re automatic, so it’s a bit difficult to get it right. You can half press the shutter button to lock focus distance and light sensitivity though, but I haven’t mastered it quite yet.

🔻Polaroid film is not the most stable (I find it difficult to put this as a downside, I’m actually quite happy and even grateful that it works like this to the point that I count it as an extra tool and a huge part of the artistic process. Then again, sometimes you want things to work as you planned, so I’m guessing this can be a bad thing for many people).

🔻The film is still expensive, especially if you add shipping expenses. There aren’t nearly as many options as with other Polaroid cameras, the only available editions are the white frame and the black frame. I’d love to be able to use the peach frame, or a monochrome film, or the Bowie edition… but it seems like Polaroid doesn’t pamper the Go as much as its siblings

🔻Pictures tend to not be as sharp as the bigger films or it’s harder to get them right.

🔻Too much contrast between shadows and lights.

All in all, I’m really, really happy with it! I think it was the perfect choice for me, and I’m sad to see it isn’t as loved in the community (I’ve read though that the 1st gen wasn’t great, so that might be one of the reasons).

I also wanted to share my tips and tricks for different things!

🔳Double exposure: I'm still figuring things out, but so far my best takes have been in total darkness with very intense and direct light sources (a phone's flash directed to the camera, for example). For anyone who has never tried or doesn't know how this works: think of photography as painting with light on a black canvas. Total darkness means total lack of light, so you're not painting anything, right? This is especially useful for double exposure, which basically means taking two pictures in one. If you have absolute darkness with one small source of light and you take the first exposure, you still have plenty of "blank" canvas left, so the second exposure's lightened parts are gonna superimpose over the darkness of the first one. For example, in the first pic below the first take was for the two lines and circle (with the blue filter) and the second was for my friends' portraits (with a yellow filter). Play around with the shadows and lights, you can for example give some texture to the shadows of an otherwise well lit figure. For this reason I don't recommend using the flash, but hey, there's probably a good way to use both!

⚠️BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE TO IT. You wish you could take more than two exposures?? YOU ACTUALLY CAN. I just discovered this and I'm over the moon: double tap the flash button to turn on the double exposure mode, take the first one, turn the camera off; turn it on again, double tap for double exposure, AND THERE YOU GO, you are gonna take three exposures now. Do this ad infinitum if you want to (probably not the best idea for the film though). I'm so happy about this, you have no idea.

🔳Filters: I’m still getting used to them so I might be wrong, but generally speaking they reduce contrast. Pure blacks and whites will still be there if it's a well lit place, but you get more details on parts that would be otherwise slightly overexposed, and the middle tones don't get as dark. I also have a feeling that the flash works wonders on closer shots, tinting that plane more strongly with the filter, but as the flash reach fades into the background, the filter is not as visible (again, I'm basing this in just one picture that looks like that, I'll have to do more research). Another rule of thumb: yellow is the lightest color and blue is the darkest, so use them wisely. The blue filter is probably going to make the shot look a bit darker, and the yellow one might make it look too bright. I want to hear how anyone else feels about them, I might be completely on the wrong track with these!

🔳Incompatibilities between accessories: This one is annoying. I bought all together the hard case, the silicone skin, the travelling bag, the mini album, the wrist band, the bigger band and the filters. The main issue is the silicone skin, since if used the camera doesn't fit inside the hard case, AND you cannot add the filters to the camera because there's no window for it. I had to cut the frontal part of the skin so I could fit the filters, which is not ideal. I don't know how Polaroid has overlooked this particular thing, but yeah, be aware of that. The bands and the mini album have a ring with a clamp that allows you to attach them to each other or to other bags pretty easily.

🔳Using the countdown to get sharper pics. If your pulse is as unstable as mine and you're shooting a picture under dim lighting circumstances, I'd advise you to use the countdown tool to avoid any blurriness and shakiness. At least for me, when I click the shutter button I end up moving the camera slightly, which has slightly ruined some pics (this is not just Polaroid, it's just a general photography thing, but heavier cameras are not as sensitive to movement, I think. Physics, idk). So to avoid that, I just press the flash button for several seconds until a LED light lights up on the front of the camera. When you press the shutter, it counts down to 9, I think, and then takes the pic.

🔳Film temperature and development: Listen. Some people might complain about this, but I actually see it as another tool to take the shots that I want. I feel it's more impressionist-like than any other kind of photography, since it captures not just what the eye can see: it also kinda captures the impression and feeling of the moment. I've taken several pictures of my hometown, and it was around freezing temps outside, so when I took the first pic of course the shadows came off looking blueish and greenish, and they didn't get too dark at all. At first I was confused and a bit disappointed, but after two or three more shots I was ecstatic about it. It reminded me of the blueish greys Monet used in his paintings. I made some experimentation with the amount of time the pics developed in the cold and it's just so much fun. So yeah, id say use it in your favour! Remember to keep it close to the body in the cold to avoid it, and maybe some insulated pockets for the heat (Polaroid sells a bag for the camera with one such pocket, but I feel it doesn't work too well against the cold, would have to try in hotter temps). ALSO, sometimes it will take several days for the shadows to get as strong as they'll get! Especially if the pic developed in cold temps.

🔳Let entropy be part of it. Just experiment with the camera. Take lots of double exposure pics to try specific things without wasting as much film. Remember: sometimes the pics won't come out as perfect as you'd like, but often enough the reason might be something you might have done wrong; other times, it's just bad luck with the film or something else. Sometimes those imperfections add to the feeling of the picture. And sometimes you half-assedly take a shot and it turns out to be especially interesting. It can feel like every pic is a conversation between you and the camera (as cheesy as this might sound), and some things that you find compelling the camera might not be too thrilled about; sometimes you can convince it, and sometimes it shows you the beauty of something you didn't pay too much attention to. Take all of the pictures as learning opportunities, adapt to the tools you have. This camera can be really good for what it is, but it has its own personality (and so does the film), and sometimes it takes a while to warm up to new people, right? (Instead I feel like I just found my new best friend right off the bat LMAO)

🔳Finally, Polaroid's app isn't necessarily created for the Go, since it doesn't have any Bluetooth tools, but it does help with scanning. I'd recommend giving it a Go (pun intended), since it already crops and fixes the perspective of the image to show just the frame and photo. I normally have to edit it so that it looks a bit closer to the physical picture, but that's just me going the extra mile.

I think that's it! I'm still thinking about how to store or showcase the pictures in a nice way, do you guys have any ideas? How do you do it? I'm also saving all the used film cartridges (is that the right word?), I don't know what for but I want to do something with them! I've seen people displaying pictures in them though... Any ideas?

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk (I’m so sorry for this stupidly long post)

[shadowthief78]

Going for Dim Sum w/BLLK

I just finished eating i’m so full rn

Just some hcs while i digest.

ISAGI: Good boi, keeps refilling your teacup. Accidentally burns his tongue on xiao long tang bao and whimpers about it. Pretty adventurous, willing to try most stuff, really likes the siu mai and egg tarts (like literally everyone else inthe world does) (egg tart haters dni w/author [lol]).

BACHIRA: Tries to eat at least one of everything even after you warn him that’s a terrible idea. Passes out halfway through one of those huge lotus-leaf-wrapped glutinous rice boiled dumplings and only revives after you dribble half a cup of the degreasing, digestive tea into his mouth with his spoon.

CHIGIRI: Keeps slipping food onto your plate when you aren’t looking. Likes sipping the soup out of the xiao long tang dumplings with the ginger and vinegar. Looks super elegant while doing it as well.

KUNIGAMI: Mouth consistently full of cha sau bao. Eats heartily and keeps reamarking on how well you’ve chosen the dishes. “Here, try this”-es you a lot, like you’re not the one who’s got the most experience.

RIN: Keeps trying to puzzle out what the dishes mean based on their meanings in Kanji. Unfortunately, since kanji and Chinese don’t always match, it leads to some weird questions for you. That’s “beef noodles,” not “beef face” (牛肉面) (yes i know that’s technically not rlly dim sum just let me turn brain off ok?).

REO: Foots the bill. Insists on ordering way too much, probably gets some expensive abalone thing you’ve never tried before. Visibly preens when you refil his teacup or puts food on his plate. Making friends with all the waitresses pushing the carts full of food around by the end.

NAGI: Asks for congee or something since it’s simple and he doesn’t know what he likes (trying new things is a hassle...). Eventually gets entranced with peeling the steamed bao and nibbling on the outsides (aka you hand-feeding him the peels). Asks for dessert soup and pouts when he discovers ginko nut is bitter.

BAROU: Keeps trying to outhost you, the host. You can’t eat all this food. Barou, stop, that’s enough! Have another siu mai or something and let other people have a taste, okay?

KURONA: Munch munch munch. Doesn’t talk much but always chewing when you look over. Gives you the thumbs-up whenever he finds something he likes. Particularly enamored with those super-crispy fried yam balls with mincemeat in the filling.

HIORI: Asks questions about everything and always responds with something along the lines of, “Ah, that’s cool!” Likes the crystal shrimp dumplings (ha gao) the best.

ZANTETSU: Tries to claim the skins of chee cheong fan are something like the remains of silkmaking until you stare at him for too long. No, they’re like a giant steamed rice noodle...

IGARASHI: Distracted by the people rolling out, filling, and pinching dumplings shut in the kitchen.

GAGAMARU: No, he cannot try and carve the Peking duck himself. That’s the waiter’s job. Stares too long at the lobsters and fish in the tanks. No, you will *not* be organizing an aquatic jailbreak of any sort today. Does he want to order something else, or...? Uncanny knack for figuring out what food is in which cart by smell alone.

NANASE: Woah, look at all this new food! So exicitng! Cheeks stuffed all the time, looks adorable while doing it, would probably eat a gravel dumpling if you asked him to. (But it really is all super good, don’t worry about him!)

YUKIMIYA: Tries to communicate in gestures to the staff. Resorts to just smiling a lot. Ends up finishing most of the carrot cake even though he’s not super fond of the yammy taste.

NIKO: Looks like he’s not doing much then when you look back, two full steamer baskets are empty. Salted egg custard supremacy.

KAISER: Tries to get you to feed him by claiming he can’t use chopsticks. You flag down the waitress and ask her for a fork. He gets the only fork they have, a tiny plastic one with a cartoon lion on it, meant for toddlers, and a matching teaspoon + plate. Visibly crestfallen.

[candycryptids]

Ffxiv oc asks, #28 but for moogles specifically. For any or all ocs :P

[OC Ask Game XIV Edition]

How do they feel about Moogles?

Breaks my knuckles you’re getting a random smattering of responses because I enjoy Moogles.

Tangy finds them cute! Doesn’t realize they’re raging alcoholics and enjoys their songs. A moogle and tangy in the same room somehow still has a net 0 amount of brain*

*there are SOME Moogles with brain but I think Tangy’s presence just cancels it out

Tuesday’s worked with them before. 3/10, getting them to do their job is near always a huge hassle, though Keathan seems to have mastered the tips and tricks to fool them into doing their work anyways. He’s pretty sure their poms are bouncy balls.

Chuu buys into the conspiracy that Moogles are just a weird offshoot of Silkie and the Pom is the brain. Don’t worry about the fact that the Silkie is a summoned familiar that is diligently clean. Otherwise, lacks strong opinion on them.

Mochiie and Moogles get on quite well, he regards them affectionately and. Moogles know what a good liquor smells like. He’s gotten hammered with Moogs before and he likely will again. Doesn’t really blame the royalists(?) for summoning their King that one time even if you do have to choose Regicide every time they do. But, most importantly please imagine the shortstack au’ra man getting hammered with Moogles and singing badly in the woods, and getting taken back to Gridania by Twin Adder Scouts after concerned reports came in about a mysterious monster wailing in the woods.

[daebraeksan]

Calming down from vague anxiety after a social event with Nagi + friends

Genre: comfort, fluff

Contents: implied anxiety/ hypervigilance/ trauma/PTSD, friends, vibes, 

Wc: 2264

*~ *~ *~ *~ *~

You and Nagi slam your doors closed as you switch places with the valet to get into the car. You lock it and get settled, and are anxious about holding up the line, so you are ready to drive—but there’s a line in front of you, too, so you have to make do with inching ahead, pausing for long periods of time. That’s just as fine. Your eyes adjust to the dark, and you squint to protect yourself from the too-bright headlight that some people have. 

“Are you okay?”

You turn to Nagi, one of the only people whose full attention can be on you, and you actually like. You try to let yourself disengage from the previous situation—a bustling party filled with lots of famous people you don’t know and lots of friends you do know—and relax into the new situation, which was you were with your favorite person, and you felt safe with him. 

Alright! You tell yourself, as you notice your anxious heartbeat. You wait for yourself to adjust to your new surroundings. Any time now!

“Mmm.” But old habits die hard. You don’t like to lie—you never would, to Nagi, unless it was a good surprise, like a birthday party or present—but you also don’t like to tell the truth about when you are “not okay.” You don’t like not being okay. It’s a hassle. You are very earnest and hard working in most things, except for taking care of yourself. When it comes to selfcare, you sound a lot like Nagi, actually. Which he does not appreciate—he wants you to take care of yourself, just like how you take care of him so well, and everyone else in your whole life. So he tries to ask you, and you try to tell him, because you want to try. You want to be better at taking care of yourself and being honest with yourself. And you like being honest with Nagi. And you feel safe to tell him stuff. 

Most of the time. The other times, it’s not his fault specifically—it’s that your brain’s patterns haven’t caught up with the “new” reality you are living in (that you are surrounded by safety and love and you don’t have to be so ON GUARD anymore.)

“That was a big sigh.”

You don’t want to breath angrily at anyone—not like the passive aggressive people you grew up with. You know Nagi does not think you are angrily sighing at him, because he doesn’t think like that. But you think like that so you don’t want even a hypothetical situation where he would get that idea into his mind, because that’s not you. You love him, and you wouldn't do that to him.

Unfortunately, that means you have to explain yourself. 

You take another breath, and have successfully navigated through the stressful parking situation and onto the main road. Nagi enters directions to your house on the GPS and you are grateful to be able to engage the analytical compete-a-task part of your brain—and even better, it’s a task you have done successfully many times over. You got this! 

Hiori calls and asks if it’s good if they’re all still coming over. Nagi looks at you. You nod. 

“Are you sure?” he asks.

You nod again. Everyone who’s coming over are people you like and feel safe with. It’s not like a huge public event where there are a ton of randos posing random threats. Random and hypothetical. You emerged safely, so, either you neutralized all threats, or there were none to begin with.

You can never be too certain, though. Right? Haha. 

“Yeah, we’ll see you when we get home.” Nagi says. 

“Okay, cool,” Hiori says sweetly. “See you there.”

Nagi hangs up. 

“Can you turn on music,” you say. 

Nagi finds the chillest playlist you guys have and turns it on. If you weren’t so anxious, you would tell him to change it because you don't want to fall asleep. 

Once your adrenaline crashes, you might actually  be able to fall asleep to this playlist, though. Maybe you’ll ask him to play it again once you all get home. 

“How was your time at the party?” Nagi asked. 

You smile a little. You know the question is not sarcastic. It’s just funny because you both basically spend the entire time together.

“I had fun with you,” you say honestly.

“We should have stayed home.” Nagi says, probably also very honestly.

“Do you really mean that?” you ask sympathetically, just in case. 

“You know I do,” Nagi says.

You let out a short amused exhale. 

“Do you want to talk about anything?” he asks.

You think for a second. 

“Maybe,” you say. 

“You’ll let me know?” he asks.

“Okay,” you say, and he turns up the music, gets on his phone, and lets you think. 

As fucked up as it sounds, sometimes when things are going really well is when you are the most stressed. Take today for example. You had to roll with the “punches.” A lot of unexplained and unplanned events. And punches was a very violent word to use for a lot of situations where the stakes were very low and there was no danger. Threat level minimal. And now that things have basically wrapped up, your brain is trying to make up some danger to explain…? Well. Explain why you feel this way. Your life is usually full of danger—at least when you were growing up—to the point where you aren't even always conscious of what the danger is, just that you have a sense that there is danger somewhere.

Other people used to pose a lot of danger when you grew up. You didn’t trust easily then, and you still don’t now. You want to keep yourself safe, but you want to get better at believing in the safety that you experience in the present instead of making up danger that matches the feelings you had a lot as a kid, the feelings that come back now as habit, at the drop of a hat, the blink of an eye. There are so many triggers that happen daily, normal events that trigger these scared feelings, and it makes it really hard to enjoy daily life. You don’t have to be “normal”—you’ve basically given up on that. But you deserve to be happy and enjoy activities and aspects of life. You’re here, you’re alive, so you might as well make the best of it. 

You still get frustrated when you can’t calm down. Your skepticism almost chokes you while you try to take deep breaths. Your racing thoughts smirk at your eyes, trying so hard to convince you that you are calm and safe by perceiving your (calm and safe) surroundings. You are your own worst enemy now. That doesn’t feel good. You had enemies in the past. But they were all muddled up—people who were supposed to love you and be there for you were harming you and betraying you. But your young mind could only comprehend so much. 

So when you are finally treated sanely, calmly, and respectfully, your adult brain cannot fully comprehend it. Cannot fully trust it. 

You arrive home, and somehow, some people have already beat you there. 

“Why didn’t you call?” you ask, familiar I’m-a-bad-host panic stirring in your chest. 

“We did,” Barou snapped at Nagi, who held his gaze stubbornly.

You turned to Nagi. Before you can say anything, he bonks you on the head lightly and kisses your nose. 

“Fine!” Barou says.

“We’re not paying you any taxes, trash king,” Nagi says.

“Double fine!” Barou accuses. 

You smile at him, laughter in the back of your throat. If you hadn't already been socialized out from the event, maybe you would have. 

You let everyone into your home, and they spread out into the living room and kitchen. 

You put your keys on the counter by the door, and Nagi wraps his arms around your waist and engulfs you, head hooked over your shoulder. You reach back and pat his hair with one hand and put your other hand over where his arms are crossed over your tummy. 

“Thanks for going with me,” you say.  

“I would say that to you, but I didn’t want to go,” he grumbles.

“Not even a little?” you ask. 

“You make me go.”

“Don’t blame me,” you say, though, you know that you like events way more than he does, and he won’t let you go alone—even though he could!

He kisses your neck. “I know. If I 100% didn't want to go, I wouldn’t.”

“You only 99% didn’t want to go?” you grin.

“I 100% want to hang out with you,” he says.

You wriggle out of his grasp so you can turn around to face him, and bring your lips to his.

“You know we can go if you’re just going to make out,” Yukimiya teases you. Even though you know him a lot better by now, you still feel way more embarrassed when he teases you than anyone else. Your face still flushes and you boo him.

“I’m not going anywhere!” Bachira yells from the living room. 

“Just tell them to go to the bedroom. We’ll watch a movie,” Gagamaru’s dull voice is just audible from where he’s presumably posted up with Bachira. 

You take Nagi’s hand and start to pull him to where everyone’s hanging out. You can’t brute force him into doing anything, and so he makes you wait until he fills his and your water bottles before he lets you drag him to the living room. 

Bachira is curled up with every blanket you own, and is trying to cover Isagi with some, too. 

“It’s too hot!” Isagi pleads. Bachira throws one over his head. 

“Moved in, fully I see?” you tease.

Bachira looks at you, wide eyes serious. “You joke,” he says ominously. “And yet.”

“He’s the monster under your bed,” Hiori says, eyes sweet and amused.

Bachira beams.

“Whoa. That was so good. Write that down!” Zantetsu orders absolutely no one. 

Barou picks a tv show—starts in the middle of a show absolutely no one else has watched, and gets mad whenever anyone asks a question.  

Having secured (negotiated) a blanket from Bachira, you snuggle with Nagi, and get settled in to watch the movie. Your anxious feelings were forgotten momentarily as you dealt with getting everyone inside and settled. Now that you are sitting down, watching something you aren’t sure you’ll be able to engage with anyway, you stare down your thoughts regretfully. You can’t stop them from coming. They’re already here. You regret them even as they are happening. You wish you could give yourself some peace. 

But anyway, your brain is your brain and you're going to have thoughts, and you are not obligated to be mean to yourself about them. You still might. Out of habit. But that’s okay too. 

You hold Nagi’s hand between your two, clasping your fingers with his, running your thumb up his palm and fingers, feeling his gamer’s callouses. You want to find a way to comfort yourself that makes sense for you now and that will actually be effective. When you’re with Nagi, there are some pretty effective ways. Like what you’re doing right  now!

When you’re by yourself? So far you feel very ineffective. That doesn’t feel good. Relying on someone feels dangerous. Relying on someone feels unreliable.

Nagi squeezes your hand back. 

“Check your phone,” he whispers after a while.

You make to reach for it when you realize. “I don’t have it.”

Nagi tch’s at you, and—you’ve fully accepted this about you, there is no room for embarrassment, cringe is dead anyway—your heart seizes with love for him. He shows you his phone.

“Do you still want to talk?” he has texted you.

“I think I’m okay,” you type.

He erases what you’ve written. 

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’m okay now.”

“I love you,” he says.

“Shhhh!” Barou hisses.

“Shut up, trash king,” Nagi gripes while Bachira says, “I love you, too!”

Nagi looks at him.

“I was talking about y/n,” Bachira grins.

“Back off,” Nagi says lightly. 

“I can’t, I’ve already moved in,” Bachira says.

“You haven’t.” Nagi and Bachira stare at each other, faces lit with flashing colors from the tv.

“I love you, too,” you say, and kiss Nagi on the cheek.

“Thanks, y/n,” Bachira grins.

“She was talking to me!” Nagi snaps. 

“It’s okay, y/n, you can let him think that,” Bachira stage-whispers.

“Are ya’ll done?” Barou booms. “I feel like the show is happening here, more than on the tv.”

“It’s more interesting here, too,” Bachira is always quick with his quips. 

Barou growls, and you let yourself laugh. Nagi looks at you, and you see he finally looks relaxed too. You scratch the top of his head. 

“When are you all leaving,” Bachira asks.

“Why?” Isagi asks.

“I want to go to sleep,” Bachira says.

“You don’t live here!” Nagi yells (his version of yelling.)

“He can sleep over,” you say.

Bachira looks very smug and Nagi looks at you, hurt and betrayed. 

“We’ll talk about it,” you promise. Nagi hugs you tighter, and everyone finangles movie choice from Barou, and as you all start watching something much more palatable to everyone, you are grateful that you are in a safe environment where you don’t have to overanalyze every moment and feeling. You settle in for a good night, and honestly, none of them have to leave. That’s what floors and blankets are for.

[septimusmoonlight]

Anonymous: At the end of your first cycle, you'd most likely give birth by size- smaller animals grow faster. The first round in any experiment is a control test, so regular animals this time. Smaller canines wouldn't pose much issue, but you might have some trouble with the grey wolf pups. Big cats, maybe. Lion cubs are up to 10 pounds at birth. Pulling the plug out might leave your cervix a little wrecked, but so would your offspring. We can fix that later- if we need to. After all, it's for Science. Once you’re empty again, the training regimen during your first pregnancy would finally pay off. After all, when we lock you to a breeding rack and let a manticore into the room, an untrained subject might be damaged. Aren’t you glad we got you ready? Some species might require some special preparation. Direwolves, for instance, won’t take a mate unless they go into heat. Careful application of some breeding hormones should fix that. To see what happens. For science. Enjoying so far? Continue?

ngh fuck yes…getting my hole stretched by bigger and bigger creatures, time after time after time, just chain-births that would make me nice and loose…pulling the plug out would be a good start, of course, but nothing compared to the babies. All creatures I know and recognize at first - but they’re just the warm-up.

then you start bringing in the creatures i only recognize from stories - manticores, direwolves, minotaurs, gryphons, qilins, chimaeras, kelpies, various sizes and shapes but all bigger than any of the normal animals you made me take. their cocks match - huge things that they have to force past my cervix even though it’s already been so stretched. the direwolves in heat from the hormones knot me over and over again, pumping me full of litters of puppies. the kelpies impale me on their enormous cocks, no regard for how it feels for my comparatively tiny human body to take.

by the end of this round of experiments, my belly is swollen with the cum of so many creatures whose cocks i had to take - there wasn’t really a proven way for you to gather samples from a lot of them, considering just how unknown they are. that’s why you’re letting them breed me, after all - so little is understood that it makes an awful lot of sense to see if a human can carry young for them. that way, not only can you see which ones are compatible with humans, but you have specimens to raise in captivity without the hassle of finding them in the wild. you’d need an even bigger plug for my cervix after giving birth to this batch of young, right?

[natsumesakasaki666]

Tsumugi FS2 Sharing the Happiness

Characters: Tsumugi, Ritsu, Nagisa, Hinata, Tori, Anzu

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

<a few hours later in the Starmony dorm’s kitchen>

Ritsu: Alright, it looks like it’s rising up nicely

Tsumugi: Yes. There’s already a delicious smell in the air~♪

We should start preparing the things we need to add on the finishing touches…

Ritsu: It’s a shame that Anzu isn’t here. Cupcakes taste best when they’re freshly baked.

Tsumugi: I agree. I forgot that Anzu-chan can’t enter the Starmony dorms.

She helped me pick out the ingredients, so I wanted to treat her with these in return.

Ritsu: Since Anzu can’t come over and eat them here, why not bring them to her tomorrow?

You have to meet with her anyways to return this camera.

Geez Anzu, you can be so cheeky at times. Asking me to me your cameraman because you can’t enter the dorms.

Tsumugi: Fufu. But you still took photos even though you said it was a pain, ♪

And you even taught me how to bake sweets, I really appreciate it!

Ritsu: No need to thank me~ It was definitely a hassle but it wasn’t tedious.

And although I taught Aoba oniichan how to bake sweets, you didn’t end up making them like I instructed.

Tsumugi: Ahaha, your method of baking is quite unique, I don’t think I can pull it off…

When I tried to, I made a huge mess and had to go change my clothes…

Ritsu: What a waste~. If you followed my instructions correctly, you were surely going to make the most delicious cupcakes you’ve ever tasted.

Well whatever~, these cupcakes you made using a recipe book look delicious too.

When it’s finished, I’ll give it a taste to see how you did♪

Tsumugi: Sure thing! It’s fine for you to try as many as you’d like.

It’s not much, but it’s more than I can finish eating myself.

Ritsu: That’s what I thought too but aren’t you making way too much?

Since this is Aoba oniichan baking them, are you planning on giving these to everyone in the dorms?

Tsumugi: That’s correct. That was my intention from the beginning!

I actually never planned on eating any of these sweets I made.

Ritsu: Come to think of it, you were only baking these sweets to bring good luck, right?

That’s kind of odd. Don’t people usually bake food because they want to eat it?

Besides, if you were doing this just for good luck, there was no need to bake such a large amount, right?

Tsumugi: ahaha, I was thinking that the more I bake, the more lucky I’ll become…

I also thought that the more I bake, the more people I could make happy

Nagisa: …sweet things certainly make people feel happy. I agree with you, Tsumugi-kun

Tsumugi: wah!? It’s Nagisa-kun, hello! Is there something you need?

Ah, could it be that you were lured here by the sweet smell…?

Nagisa: ….yeah. I was in the library reading a book, then this sweet smell came by

Tsumugi: I understand now. Please wait a little while longer. It should be finished baking soon.

Ritsu: ….yep. It looks like it’s ready now, Aoba oniichan

Tsumugi: When you’re taking out the pan always remember to be careful…. slowly…… I did it!

Phew…… fufu. ♪ Don’t they look delicious right after leaving the oven♪

Nagisa: ….yeah. Is it alright if I eat one now?

Tsumugi: ah, please wait a bit more! I’m sure it tastes great as is, but I need to work on it for a little more…

Tsumugi: First I need to pipe on this cream….. nice, it turned out quite well

Next, I’ll put some fruit on top… and it’s done! Now all I have to do is repeat the same process for the rest♪

Ritsu: there’s quite a lot left though, should I help? I’ll do it my own way though.

Nagisa: …should I help out too?

Tsumugi: you’re right, may I ask for your guy’s help? Everyone will be able to eat them much faster that way.

It’d be great if you could place the finished ones over here.

Ritsu: Got it. Now then, let me show you my pro decorating skills♪

Tsumugi: fufu, Thanks. I’ll try to repeat the same process I did before so we can proceed smoothly.

Carefully squeeze the cream again, making sure it doesn’t look bad…. Wah!? Some cream got onto my hands!?

Ritsu: Geez, Aoba-oniichan is so clumsy~ you’re too nervous, aren’t you squeezing with way too much force?

Tsumugi: a-ahaha…. You’re right, sorry. Is this alright?

Nagisa: ….yeah. I think it’s good. Is there any chocolate cream? If there is, I’d prefer that

Tsumugi: Sorry, I don’t have any chocolate cream. To make up for it, I’ll pipe on some extra cream for you♪

<a few minutes later>

Tsumugi: These are looking good. Fufu, piping cream is really fun once you get the hang of it!

Nagisa: …Tsumugi-kun, is it fine if I eat one now? How long do I have to wait?

Tsumugi: ah, sorry for making you wait. They’re ready to eat now, so you can go ahead and try one.

Nagisa: ….thank you.

…yum. It’s delicious. It tastes like happiness.

Tsumugi: I’m glad you think so! I would have been a little depressed if you said it didn’t.

Ritsu: Well Aoba oniichan made it exactly according to the recipe. So if it tasted bad then the recipe was bad to begin with.

Hinata and Tori: So this is where the sweet smell was coming from~!

Ritsu: oh~ They’re like ants swarming towards sugar~

Tsumugi: Do you two want some cupcakes? They’re best when you eat them freshly baked♪

Hinata: Really? Yay~! I’ll help myself, thanks for the food~♪

Tori: mmm~ you’re right, it’s so delicious! I could eat a bunch…!

Ritsu: (The more you bake, the more people you can make happy…)

(I see now, it’s exactly as Aoba oniisan said)

Tori: I think Yuzuru will get mad if I eat too much but— one more should be fine, right?

Hinata: Sweets are great for your body after hard work~ I’ll have another one too♪

Tsumugi: fufu, there’s no need to rush, there’s still plenty more cupcakes. So please eat more slowly.

Ritsu: …whoops. I almost forgot about Anzu’s request.

I can tell that this is a great photo opportunity♪

<next day>

Tsumugi: Sorry to keep you waiting Anzu-chan! Here’s the camera you lent me yesterday.

Fufu, thanks to Ritsu-kun, I was able to get a lot of good photos.

When I looked through them, I found a lot of photos I want to include in the “feature live” pamphlet.

Ah, that photo is really nice, right♪ Everyone is enjoying the cupcakes!

Look at my smile! You can easily see how happy I was in the moment!

I had a very satisfying day yesterday. I feel like my luck has improved from baking those cupcakes♪

Oh and before I forget, let me give this to you Anzu! These are the cupcakes I baked yesterday!

I baked a lot of these cupcakes and accumulated a good amount of luck. I now want to share this happiness with you♪

Well then, that’s enough chatting for now, shall we get to work?

First, I’ll have that meeting with Anzu-chan I passed on yesterday.

I’ll do my best to make sure this “feature live” is a success♪

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2