#fun fact i said they had similarities and was told no they dont

[ride-thedragon]

THE MANY WAYS TO TAME A DRAGON : BY NETTLES.

Find time in the day to be with them.

Keep up with certain rituals.

Know that there will be rumours.

Accept their little gifts.

Know that they'll protect you.

And by then, you should have claimed a dragon.

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about .. eh not much. But the thought of Logan trying to become comfortable in the X mansion again after his x men died keeps coming into my brain, some of the X men subconsciously doing things that THEIR Logan liked and honestly Worst Wolvie feeling so jealous of the love that the X men had for Logan, but not him.

Kurt crawling into bed with him and automatically trying to cuddle him the same way he lays with most of the other x men but hasn't gotten to do with Logan in a long time.

"The fuck are you doing?"

"Oh... uhm... cuddling? Iz kinda my thing..i.. Im the cuddly elf??"

"What?"

"I-ill go if you-" but Logan just grunts and locks his arm around him, finally accepting the comfort of just being held.

So kurt, of course, lays all over him, his tail wagging or wrapping around his leg. I HC that worst wolvie didn't really have a nightcrawler so it's odd for him. I mean.. what grown ass man would want to cuddle? ... well... He did. But he'd never say that. Kurt tells him of the cuddle piles they used to do on top of Logan, and just lay on him for hours. How flustered and harmlessly upset he got. "Oh ja, He told us to get off at least 5 times before he gave up. Vas such fun."

It's now that this Logan decides hes never going to tell them to get off. Never going to push them off of him and storm off... he already did that before.. not again. This is his second chance.

So now, here they are, just.. laying here.. Logan's not even talking. He's learning so much about Kurt just from the way he smells, his heart rate changes, and running his hand down his back. He had tried to run it over his tail like one might a cat, but he only jumped up, and his fur was all fluffy. Did he scare him? Maybe he didn't like his tail touched..

One whiff says the opposite as he tucks it between legs.

"Sorry I... I didn't have a Nightcrawler so.. I swear I didn't know."

"Aah.. that makes sense.. Vell dont do it again mister! He's watching!" And plops back down, nuzzling into his shoulder.

"Who's watching!?"

"You know. Father?"

"....I killed my dad.."

"...." Blinking a bit, Kurt pats his chest with a sigh "Yeah.... our Logan did that too. But I meant God."

"Oh.... Kurt, I dont think a thousand baptisms could make him forgive me..."

The blue man gives him a look of pity and a small smile of remembrance. "Heh... That's funny... he said the exact same thing."

The silence that came after made him wish he would just say something. But he had nothing to say. Just how similar was this world's Logan to him..?

"Who said what? Hey peanut, Whatcha doing?"

The guilt that rushes over him makes Logan try to sit up, gently pushing Kurt off of him, but Wade puts his hand up. "Nah, it's alright."

"Y-you dont mind?"

"Mh-mh. You look comfy, Wolvie... It's a nice look on you. Also Jubilee and Kitty are coming. They told me not to tell you but I didnt wanna watch you accidently skewer some kids."

Yeah. Kids. As if they weren't already in their mid 20s, Wade. Though I guess you're almost 50 so everyone younger then you is a kid.

"Aye! I heard that!"

"... Eh.. Heard what, mien freund?"

"He does that. Don't worry about it." Logan mutters to him, his head snapping towards the door as the two girls burst in, Giggling and jumped in the cuddle pile too.

"Youch! Watch the fur!!"

Logan only grunts and groans from the weight and the fact he was being ambushed. "You girls are a lot heavier from the last time I saw ya" he states, because the last time he seen them, they were just kids. Kids that.. he killed.

"I can't believe you didn't invite us to the function, Logan!"

"Yeah, totally not cool."

Bringing them close, he held their heads in his inner elbows, nuzzling them both with a bit of a sniffle.

Watching them all, Wade smiles, seeing the girls hug back and not tell him off for his tight grip.

"Ewww! Are you sniffing me!?" Katherine complains, trying to push him away. The glossiness in his eyes slip onto his cheek as he playfully growls at her, his grip now a bit too tight for Wade's own comfort.

He observes the way Logan gently nibbles their cheeks, making Kitty gag and push his face away. "Ew! Whens the last time you brushed your teeth!?" She teases.

"Eeehh!!! Abort mission!! Call for back up!" Jubes yells, attempting to get out of the hold, a bit of her cheek a little red from the fang nipping.

Wade could tell that he was getting too excited. Those claws would pop any second. "Logan-" he starts, knowing these two were probably not the best for him to rough house with. Laura would have been a much more suitable play partner but she was far too truamatized to be held down like this without stabbing someone..

"I got you girls!" Kurt says, poofing away, making Logan jump and instinctively let go from the flash sound and visual. He blinks, sitting up and looking for him. "How did he.."

"Magic." Wade smirks, relieved that he let go. Logan would never forgive himself if he accidently killed them twice.

Seeing what he did to her, Logan frowns, running the back of his finger over her cheek. "...Im sorry.."

"It's alright. Didn't even hurt. Besides, You said we were smaller right? Is that why you were playing with us?" Now that he got a good look at them, it felt inappropriate to nuzzle and bite at their noses anymore... these weren't the little pups he used to give noogies and piggy back rides...

Kitty was married now. The ring on her finger suggested it. She wasn't that bratty sassy teen reading boy magazines. And Jubilee was... well.. she was kinda the same. Just bigger. More mature looking.. he bet she looked like her mother.

"Sorry.." he says again, deciding to keep his hands to himself, putting them in his lap.

"For what?"

"You haven't played with us in AGGESS!" Kathrine whined.

"I.. I shouldn't treat you like that.. you're grown now. I.. you're not.. my kids.. anymore."

"Oh bullshit. Rouges almost 30 and I bet she'll wanna rough house with you too!"

He shakes his head, those glossy eyes coming back. Wade couldn't say a thing but the things in his head were a mile a minute. He wanted to say so many things, but this was his moment. Logan's time. Being reunited with his original X-kits.

"No.. i-its alright.. I dont.."

"Nah we'll go get her."

"Oh and Ro too!"

"R-ro..?" He looked almost confused but before he could ask they were already gone.

He thinks now he should speak. "...Havin fun?"

Logan is quick to wipe his face. "Yes... thank you."

"For what?"

"For... giving me a second chance."

He smiles, leaning against the window. "I didn't give you that Logan. You did."

"But you brought me here."

"And you stayed with me. Which allowed me to bring you here. Your choice. Not mine."

"Oh come on you cant believe-"

"ELF ATTACK!" Appearing in the air, Kurt dropped down from the ceiling, swords in hand. Gasping Logans claws finally shown themselves, blocking the attack.

"Jesus Kurt! Are you trying to die!?" He shouts, hairs raised and on edge.

"It would be an honor to die at your hands, mien freund! The professor would have told us to go outside by now, but he's not here anymore. So we can fight in the house as much as we-"

"No fighting in the house!!" Scott calls from the hall.

Wade laughs. "Spoke too soon. Daddys home."

"He is not-" Logan blushes deeply, Grunting and lightly tosses Kurt off of him. "Shut the fuck up, Wade..."

Leaving the room, he grunts loudly, waving his hand at Scott. "We're going.. dont get your panties in a bunch..."

Kurt rolls his eyes, glancing at Wade. "And it begins.."

Sighing heavily, Wade follows them out, his hands intertwined on the back of his head. "I bet I could be Daddy."

"At least get married first before saying such crude things..." Kurt mumbles, tail holding a swird as they went down the hall.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not having a job despite having time for it?

🍏🥝🍏🥝 <- to keep track of this when it posts,

My family really loves talking about me(20) when they think I'm not listening. I've heard them on multiple occasions say that I need a job and that I should just start working part-time while I'm going to college. The issue with that is that while other people can do both pretty decently, I dont feel like I'm capable of doing both part time and college without one of them suffering a lot because of the other.

My family is pretty financially stable, and the fees I owe never go over 900 dollars and sometimes I even make my own money off of commissions to help pay for things. I actually did have an actual job during my classes for a while filing things and remote video editing work (for the same job) but one of my family members worked with me there as my boss and I decided to quit after they decided to ask if my mom would've rather died than had me after I told him she called trans people abominations (I am trans, I'm only out to that family member and my brother). I haven't found a consistent thing to do to earn money since but I've been trying really hard to advertise my commissions since then.

The part where I feel really guilty though is the fact that I've been going to a community college for almost 3 years now (with my family supporting me money wise) and know I'm only going to come out with a one year certificate because of how fucked my schedule got in my first year. I didn't meet some prerequisites , and despite the course I wanted being a 2 year degree it was worth almost 80 credits, which felt insane as I went into it. 5 classes a term, some 5 minutes after the other, all based on pouring hours and hours into artsy projects (video, audio, 3d modelling, painting, 2d animation, ect...). I broke down within my third term after I started failing some of my classes. I was still trying for my 2 year degree up until 2023 where I decided that getting a certificate that was similar and getting a job after would probably be better for me at this point rather than spending ANOTHER 2 years struggling OR straight up giving up and dropping out with nothing.

I'm also home a lot when I'm not in class (I'm only taking 2-3 classes a term now). I do little things sometimes like take out the trash and pull dishes from out the washer and so on but it's all only when no one is home because the place where things generally need to be cleaned up is all in our very small kitchen AND the fact that I'm scared of them poking fun at me for "finally doing something for once" because it makes me feel terrible when they do. I end up chilling out in my room completing work and desperately finding work arounds for projects to only ever really need done in my room or on campus- generally anywhere that's not going to worry my grandma too much.

I've told my family that their teasing doesn't make me feel good but it just gets responded with "that's just how we show love!" when I know it doesn't have to be that way! My boyfriend teases me pretty often but the difference is that he actually listens to me when I tell him something he said didn't feel very good to me and we talk it through, and then he doesn't make that joke again or i feel better after knowing the context of it!!! A lot of my family members will bicker until another one ends up crying and it's horrible to watch how petty and bitter everyone can be.

Don't really know what else to write, AITA guys? I know I could be doing a lot more around the house instead of working but I'm scared of being touched (my aunt randomly spanked me as hard as she could one time last year) and scared of more mean comments being thrown my way. I already have a plan to leave this home and have been open about it to them, but I don't want to rush it if I don't have to and want to spend a few years saving money up so that I'm not in a horrible situation if things go awry.

What are these acronyms?

[alyssas-personal-diary]

munchausen by proxy

another attempt to get my ao3 out there via tumblr ❤️ warning for kind of dark weecest as dean is 14 (which implies sam would be 10), implied child abuse, underage incest, grooming, and similar topics!!! don’t like, dont read!!! ☝️ also heads up for second person pov, this is written so ur dean. also i high key don’t like the ending to this, its kinda ass..

summary: supernatural au where the monsters and demons and hunters are shared delusions of dean and sam, a by product of john telling stories and feeding them hallucinogens and similar meds since they were able to breathe.

(read it on ao3 !) https://archiveofourown.org/works/61008211/chapters/156560167

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“A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.” - Gillian Flynn, Sharp Objects

Daddy always told you to look out for Sammy, that there was something in the closet, under the bed, something always out to get you. You knew what Daddy meant, saw it from the corner of your eye, you swore you did!��You wouldn’t be a good big brother if you couldn’t take care of Sammy, Daddy said so.

You turned 14 five days ago. Daddy gave you a special treat. You weren’t actually sure what it was but it was sweet so it didn’t matter to you. It made you feel all funny, tingly and floaty. A real special treat , Daddy said as he handed a piece to you and the other piece to Sammy. You knew better than to question Daddy. Last time you did that, you had to be 5. That was the first and last time you tried that. Besides, Daddy was a lot nicer when you didn’t question him.

Your birthday night, you felt like you were dreaming throughout the whole night. Which was odd, cause you felt tired, like you had been up all night. You could’ve sworn you had been sleeping since 6 pm that night. But you knew better than to ask Daddy about your weird dreams, how tired you felt.

You wondered if your dreams meant anything. You remember hearing Daddy’s voice in your dream, muttering something you couldn’t make out through the haziness of dreams. Sammy was right next to you, you could feel his presence, even in your dreams. It was so real though. You swore you could feel Sammy’s little hands on your body, feel your pajamas being pulled away from your body, could feel dream Daddy’s eyes on you and dream Sammy. (Daddy would be proud of that fact, you were sure.) You couldn’t really remember what happened after that. You woke up with a wetness in your pajama pants. You didn’t wanna wake up Daddy in the next room over or Sammy next to you, who oddly enough had a similar wetness in his pajamas. 

But you could deal with it on your own, you were a big boy. You could dress yourself and Sammy, get ready for school before Daddy even notices anything. As long as you bury it in the laundry basket, you knew Daddy wouldn’t ask.

You were good at doing what Daddy asked, swallowed down whatever he put in front of you without a word. You saw what he sprinkled atop your spaghetti (you couldn’t help but notice it showing up on Sammy’s first before you connected the dots to your own dinner) and you knew it wasn’t parmesan, Daddy didn’t bother buying that. But you never questioned Daddy, he made sure of that.

At school, you were learning about abuse. You were less than interested in learning about the signs of abuse. You were friends with smart guys, you knew they could handle themselves. (You wondered if you could handle yourself, really.) You couldn’t help but think about Daddy as you listened to the lady at the front go on and on about abuse and the signs and blah blah blah. You felt bad but you couldn’t help your mind. It just seemed.. similar.

When Daddy asked what you learned today, you couldn’t help but watch him sprinkle the white powder over dinner and overthink his question. (Did he know? You wondered if he took a peek inside your thoughts.) Nothing. Nothing fun, anyways. I could barely pay attention. He took your answer with a hum and placed the plate in front of you. You couldn’t help but notice the lack of Sammy.

Daddy? Is Sammy with a friend or something?He’d dismiss you with a wave, muttering on about how it was your night tonight, don’t worry about Sammy, focus on Daddy tonight. You gave into his requests with a hum of your own.

As you finished your plate, you noticed the haziness fogging your head again. You couldn’t make out Daddy’s words. (You were glad Sammy wasn’t here tonight. You nonetheless wondered where he was. He didn’t talk to many people in school. You couldn’t find your voice right now, not with Daddy pulling down your jeans and a warmth cupping your head.)

[thelesbododo]

Hi! I'm bored so why dont we talk about some Dead Plate facts from that can be used for Au's and fics :)

I'm also gonna share some of my ideas and/or opinions

(I do ship Rody and Vince, so if you don't like the ship, please skip this post or ignore it)

-Green for fact

(Purple for ideas/opinions)

- Rody is said to have a mesomorph somatotype/medium build and is said to be stronger than he seems even with his poor lifestyle. Having said that, it's also canon that if you were to arm wrestle Rody, he would accidentally break your arm.

(This can literally work for almost any scenario, Rody has to protect Vince, smut purposes, an au where Rody is a fighter of some sort, or he just fucking picks Vince up for some reason.)

- Rody lives in a shitty, unclean apartment

(Kinda makes me think of depression rooms. Maybe potential to mame an excuse for a rody/vince roommate au or angst fic)

- He had a childhood dog named Brie

(Like the cheese lmao. Has fluff fic potential)

- He was a gifted child, who managed to get into a prestigious college, most likely the same one as Vince considering everyone at the dinner party went to college with Vince and at least one of them knew Rody from college

(I have a feeling that they wouldn't have gotten along very well in college due to how the others described their college personalites but I like the idea of enemies to lovers, or an unlikley pairing college au and since Rody is both bi and biphobic that would be a cool plot point. Also, a love triangle between manon, vince, and Rody)

- Rody never gets sick and has extremely excellent and can survive eating food that is literally years old

(Two different routes, vince see rody eating like this and personally handles it, or vince gets sick/food poisoning and rody takes care of him)

- Vince is a lightweight

(Can lead to him revealing his plans to rody or smth else)

- If Vince managed to succeed in executing his plan and then realized that it didn't actually bring back his taste, he surprisingly would become haunted by the fact he killed two people. Rody, on the other hand, would willingly hide a body if Manon had told him to

(It's an interesting thing to think about because it means that Vince is less crazy than we thought, but Rody might be the opposite. It makes me wonder whether or not Rody actually cared that much after he killed Vince and only cared that manon was dead. It honestly didn't seem like it. Also Stalker and/or yandere Rody would be cool.)

- Vince wears contacts, and on the occasion that he looses them, he wears glasses

(I feel like Rody would find this cute or smth, and then question why he felt that way)

-Vincent has insecurities about the absence of emotional depth in his food.

(Rody canoniclly calls Vince out on this, and we see vince is visibly upset. Maybe a fic where Vince's food progressively gets better as he gets closer to Rody and rody starts complimenting the food and enjoying eating it)

- The guitar in his possession was originally used by his father to propose to his mother and was later gifted to him with the expectation of a similar romantic gesture.

(So much fucking potential here, like they play their instruments together, or Vince listens to Rody play and realizes he's inlove, or Rody directs said romantic gesture at Vince)

- Rody is presumably born into a middle- class family that experiences enough financial problems that he dropped out of college despite being a gifted child

(Vince helping out with the money troubles would be so cute)

Other fun facts:

- If Vincent never met Rody, he would have led a successful life, building a business empire, gaining worldwide fame, and passing away on May 17th, 2013, at the age of 68-73 without experiencing romantic love

- Vincent had consumed worms during his childhood

- Vince processes all his food into smoothies as the texture of solid food grosses him out

- The reward dishes presented at the end of shifts are exclusively crafted by Vince, not the chefs, and are specifically tailored for Rody.

- Vincent used to have a long hair in college.

- Although Vincent dislikes the rat in his kitchen, Vincent generally exhibits kindness towards animals.

[solaarbeeam]

ANIME GUYS WITH A TALL READER

MULTIFANDOM | FT. RENSUKE (BLLK), MIYA TWINS (HQ), KIRISHIMA & SERO (MHA)

(since this is technically a request from atlas, this'll be race non-specified, i'll make another version with black reader <3)

(this may ft. a part 2 with mostly bllk men so pspspsp atlas)

RENSUKE KUNIGAMI | BLLK

somebody please help this man bc how come he just doesn't care

this man really don't give a shit, he likes to be picked up like a fucking koala

even in the timeskip, even when y'all grew in height, he still managed to not give a fuck

niggas be teasing him for it too

"hey listen, if i get babied, i get babied" - rensule kunigami 2023

an overall sweetheart someone please take care of him for me pls

ask this man to be your step-stool he will do so

you often have to bend down to kiss him, which he doesn't mind, except for the fact that he has to get on his tippy toes to reach you even when you bend down

i'd like to mention that your like- aspen type height

all in all, we love this man

THE MIYA TWINS

LORD HELP THESE 2 ABSOLUTE LOSERS

but fr reality pls go and help them

they saw you for the first time and said "damn, thats a huge bitch"

now in atsumu's case

he's an absolute bitch about it

he acts like he hates it like the loser he is but he actually loves it

timeskip wise, even when y'all BOTH grew, he still happened to be smaller than you

and yk what that means

THE WHOLE MSBY TEAM BITCHES HIM ABT IT

"damn your s/o is taller than you? couldn't be me." - kiyoomi sakusa 2023

even meian got on it

he secretly loves it though, since let's be honest, the guy is the older twin, so he had to harbor responsibility for a lot of things as a kid and didn't have someone to quite literally lean on and pick him up when he needed it

you were safe to him

although you gotta admit, the comments did eventually get to you eventually

there was this lil tiktok goin around about you and your height for a while

had people defending you and people hating you

atsumu hadn't seen the thing since his P.R. team and Meian had literally banned this nigga from his phone so he had no idea what had happened

you were slouching and kneeling down, and atsumu noticed

lord behold the story he seen when he got his phone back

the way he literally went on live, with you in the background, driving around, and went off on the internet

this man was on instagram live callin everyone a hoe, whore, everything in the fucking book, you name it, he said it.

he loves you and your height, don't forget it

NOW, OSAMU

he's always been a "fomo" type person, so he really never gave a fuck

he just wants someone to cuddle him, bear hug him, and koala hug him after a long day

and lets be honest, he's into tall people

he really couldn't give a fuck

sunarin, atsumu, people like to make fun of him for it. as he is literally inbetween your thighs, resting, and scrolling on his phone in complete comfort as they do it

his fomo is real, and he loves you and thats all that matters to him

KIRISHIMA & SERO

LETS GET IT

kirishima is not for toxic masculinity and all that jazz

this man was raised by 2 moms, cmon now he was taught everything, and one thing he was taught by his second mom, was that tall people were always the best option

and goddamn is he thankful that his mama told him that

I MEAN LOOK AT YOU

YOU'RE TALL ENOUGH IT LOOKS LIKE YOU COULD BENCH PRESS HIM

and he finds it hot

piggyback rides 25/8, he likes to get them or will get on your shoulders and ride around if possible

he'll also give you massages

yes, the bakusquad makes fun of him for it, but last time he checked bakugou was 5'8 so there's no way he's talking

someone help this man he's infatuated with you existence

even as a prohero, this man is gonna brag abt you all day and all night

NOW SERO

similar situation with osamu, fomo is real, this man dont give a fuck

he'd rather you just sling him over your shoulder instead of walking everywhere

he even comes into class with him on your shoulder and just stays like that for the rest of the lesson, yes aizawa is tired but he dont care

as long and you can cuddle him and deal with his daddy issues + attachment issues, he had no problem with you being several inches taller than him

if you love him, you love him, and thats all that matters to him <3

copyrighted ayojordanstopscreaming 2023.

[chaifootsteps]

There is an "artist" in the hyspanic side of the art internet community that reminds me so much of Vivziepop:

Her name is "Angel de la verdad" (Angel of truh in spanish, wich is a very ironic name lol), and she is know for being a grown ass woman (she is almost 40) that acts childish and cant take criticism.

People started making fun of her because she would react badly to any kind of criticism; she would make big tantrums every time someone made a video criticising her work and would send her fans (all of them being literal children because she made videos about sonic, undertale and other things that were popular between them) to harrass and attack them, then negate that she did that. She would also claim that those who have any little negative opinion on her art were haters and would call them childish insults like "rats" and encourage her fans to do the same.

One day she got mad beef with a literal 14yo boy cuz he made a video saying that her Sonic fancomics were cringe, and that made her so mad, that she took down that video, made several video directs making fun of that child, made a drawing where she potrayed him as a crying child while she was scolding him, told lies about how he was harassing and stalking her when she was the one doing that, and even threaten to doxx him because she got his personal information.

She became a very hated figure, in every video she uploaded you would see she had like 40k views but only like 10 comments cause she would erase any "hate" comment calling her out, only keeping the ones made by her bootlickes that couldnt be over the age of 8.

I remember she even did a video "debunking" her acusations, and in the part of the doxxing she said "i never said i would leak personal information of that child! I just told him to behave, and to not give his information to strangers!" Thing that is obviously a lie. She also showed screenshot of personal conversations she had with him "proving" that he was harrassing her, but they were basically her insulting him and he responding with "lol ok".

The latest thing i knew about her is that she posted on twitter that she would sue some youtuber who made a video on her revealing all the things she did, she claimed that the video was "defaming" her and that she already got a lawer. That was about a year ago and nothing happened, so i guess it was all a lie lol.

Viziepop reminds me a bit of her, in the sense that she is also over the age of 30 and still cant take criticism in a mature way. Maybe she doesnt openly insult her "haters", but she inderectly encourages her fans to be horrible people to those who dont like her work.

I was thinking, if Vivzie didnt have a reputation to take care of, she would be similar to the lady i talked about, maybe not to the point of doxxing a child, but in the sense that she would post on her social media the links of videos where she gets criticised and telling her fans to attack them, then acting all inocent with "those mean haters were attacking me 🥺 i was just defending myself..."

But she cant do that, right now she is know as "the saviour of indie animation", as a goddess of pure positivity that inspires others and will get her work shown on TV, that behaviour would ruin her reputation in a second.

So now i can imagine her sitting in front of the computer, looking for people who criticise her work. She would get the idea of making a post so her fans attack them, but then she glances at the poster on her wall, wich says "reminder: you have a reputation on the internet, DONT fuck it up". So she just growls angrily, and limits herself to like comments of her bootlickers defending her.

(Also, little fun fact about Angel de la verdad: she has a sister who is EXACTLY like her, a mediocre internet artists who acts childish and throws tantrums in the sight of criticism. Many people used to belive they were the same person with different users, but they have different voices and pictures together so we know they arent, the world is a crazy place).

Thank you for this story, Anon, and also for this peek into Vivzie's Christmas future.

(Hopefully.)

[bbarican]

june 04, 2023; 8:46 pm - should we just keep driving?

hi tumblr! how are you guys doing? how was everyone’s weekend? ako, im ready to talk about my date yesterday so if youre bored and you wanna join me in dissecting the events of yesterday’s date then please feel free to read along

we met up in coffee academics and it felt almost nostalgic seeing him again? kasi the last time we saw each other was early 2022 and alot has happened since then and i ultimately felt like “im so glad he’s meeting this version of myself naman”

it was really fun, like it was so good to remember how fun it actually is whenever we’re together; ang ingay niya, pero ako rin, tapos ang kulit namin saka ang gulo ng mga topics namin and i enjoyed every single bit of it, we talked about serious stuff as in we really wanted to know kung anong nagbago samin and also we were talking about aliens and weird stuff like that basta tawa kami ng tawa

he was nice enough to go with me to atc to buy food for my family and back to molito again kasi he was parked there

we ended up hanging out a bit sa car niya for a bit in the same parking spot just talking and listening to music and eventually thinking of somewhere else to go kasi nga we didnt want to go home pa naman; he also asked if i still remember the name he gave his car and ofcourse i still remembered it and i dont think im ever gonna not remember it

we ended up going to a more quiet parking spot away from the malls and just remembering everything now is making me emotional?

he opened up the back door of his car (the type na paside yung open ng door) and we just talked - we talked for hours as in we were there from siguro 7 pm to 11 pm just talking

okay so ofcourse there was some flirting and i loved every bit of it and he was really touchy which i really loved too pero the fact na he initiated converstations really had me feeling really good and fuzzy inside? i was telling my bestfriends na it felt so refreshing to just talk to someone about everything and anything after months of just keeping everything to myself

we laughed lot - i cant explain why or how but this is so important to me, and i think im craving this more than sex?

we did end up making out but again that was just the cherry on top of everything else just being so good

but there are things na i got to take away from my our date last night which i guess would help me from putting a label on how im feeling right now:

he isnt really looking into dating seriously so thats the catch, and tbh i dont know if he ever will be and if im even going to be on his list of people he would even want to consider dating?

with that being said, and i actually told him this din - i actually dont have enough time and energy to wait around for him or for anyone who would be similar to him

kaya ang sakin lang is - im just glad i got to show him who i really am and i hope thats enough for him to see what he could lose if he does end up not pursuing me

im glad na i also got to show him who i am genuinely and im also glad na atleast now, i really know what i want in a relationship

it wouldve been nice if siya yung person na makukuha ko, but atleast he was the one to show me na it is possibe to have the type of relationship na im looking for and that hopefully it will just take some time before i get to have that experience for real and for good

im a bit sad now kasi nga this just proves na stuff like this always and will always rarely happen to me nalang, but im still trying to be as patient and hopefully as i can be

so yeah - i wouldnt say na back to zero ako, but im just glad na everything happened the way it did; its weird too kasi in coffee academics, the neone sign beside me literally stated “youre exactly where you need to be” and i knew that meant something kaaagd

if youve made it to the end of my post, thank you for reading along. ikaw, what do you think? id love to hear your thoughts (tbh just so i stop thinking about all of this) but also id love the company cause everything feels really bittersweet right now

but yeah - i hope the evening goes well for all of us; we all deserve to rest before conquering another week

[sunnygrrrl]

I really wanna do this so here I go

I think witchcraft is an earth centered thing. AI has so place (unless you’re talking about online grimoires, talking spaces, and pdfs of books)

2. I assume you’re talking about deities in books and movies. As long as it’s similar to the original work (I love Magnus Chase 🙏🏻 for Norse Gods, hate Marvel for it tho)

3. Most of the time it’s in a negative evil light (I really want a show with just an average witch girl dealing with actual spells and spirits, maybe give her a gf) and it’s not all that accurate which can give people the wrong idea. (And let’s just say, it does give people the wrong idea)

4. I have no clue what that means but I’m guessing it’s pretty straightforward. (Have a baby with a God?) I don’t really believe in it, or see it. So no.

5. Witchcraft has been seen in religions, but it itself if a practice and there’s many atheists who participate in witchcraft

6. Don’t know enough about him to make an opinion

7. It’s great! I love it (i had a ton of Wicca books but my mom threw them out)

8. I personally like it and put it into my work but I understand why people dont

9. yes, I think they should really think about it before jumping straight in

10. I don’t know a lot about him personally but I like Wicca (I think he was referenced in a lot of my books)

11. Have been thinking about getting into it. It sounds like a good time :) (OMG I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS ABT WORSHIPPING NORSE GODS NOT RACIAL PURITY WTF)

12. No. Not really. But they should protect our rights, practices, and beliefs

13. No and also no (have you guys read the books? Didn’t turn out so swell for those guys)

14. It’s really similar to what this post said about Nordic religions (im still figuring out my religious believes)

15. Yes!

16. Terfs don’t deserve a place where so may of us are queer. Why join a religion where we go against the grain of society?

17. Whatever you send out, comes back around. Be fun, be playful, be comfortable, be human when it comes to your deity.

18. A tiny bit (that’s the autism talking). But I think just finding places where paganism is practiced and going to those spaces and learning with likeminded people is great :)

19. I find it weird (because I’m a minor, and also spouses of gods/goddesses never turned out great in mythology, along with the fact I see them as more parental figures than anything) but who am I to dictate what other people do?

20. Yes. But I’m not willing to convert.

21. Nope! Thank my goddess, everyone’s been so kind on here so far.

22. Yes I do

23. And yes as well.

24. I used to have a bunch of books but my mom is a Christian so she threw all of my stuff away. Managed to save a few things though

25. Practicing witchcraft?

26. I’m getting there!

27. Sort of? Still figuring some stuff out but I know it’s there

28.. reincarnation babyyyyyyyy

29. To be close to my goddess, to earth, to myself, and be happy and have a purpose in my life.

30. Saying you need a very certain ingredient from them or joining their online program because only then you’d be a real witch

31. Someone told me my goddess hated me and to turn to Christ. No thanks buddy, I’m okay

32. I don’t really have one? I think most of my opinions are reasonable

33. Love. (I don’t understand the question all that well)

witchcraft ask game

except it's actually real fucking specific and possibly shadow work in disguise idk

What are your opinions on AI in Witchcraft?

How do you feel about pop culture deities?

Opinions on fantasy depictions of witchcraft/paganism?

Thoughts on Astral pregnancy?

Do you think witchcraft is a religion or a practice? Why/why not?

What do you think of Aleister Crowley?

Opinions on Wicca?

What do you think of the divine feminine/masculine archetypes?

Do you think they're should be a set period before someone becomes a full-fledged witch?

What do you think of Gerald Gardner?

What are your thoughts on odinism?

Do you think witchcraft is inherently political?

Do you think you can hex/curse/jinx a deity? Do you think you should?

How different do you think your gods are from other religion's gods? What work have you done to deconstruct that?

Do you believe in spiritual psychosis?

How do you feel about TERF witches?

What is your moral code? How do you justify that?

Do you wish paganism were more organised?

Do you think it's okay to have a sexual relationship with a deity? What about romantic (i.e. godspousing)?

Do you research ex-pagans viewpoints with an open mind?

Have you ever been in argument/sent hate to another witchcraft blog? What was the story? Do you still think you were right?

Do you believe in closed practices?

Do you believe in cultural appropriation?

Outside of the online space, where do you get your resources from?

What makes someone a real witch?

Are you a real witch?

Are you confident in your beliefs?

What do you think happens when we die?

Why are you a witch? What need does it serve?

What do you think is a scam in witchcraft?

What post have you seen recently that makes you wanna scream?

What's your hottest take in the witchcraft space?

Do you move out of fear or love?

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Please feel free to reblog, and send me an ask <3

[byleraddict14]

Its been awhile since I've been on here but with season 5 starting i have a lot churning in my mind.

Firstly while I can understand peoples love for a friendship between El and Mike theres alot about it that just annoys me. People keep saying that Mike and El arent fit for each other and Mike is holding El back but I dont necessarily agree. Mike knows El's favorite song, food, and generally what she feels however El knows next to nothing about Mike. What little Mika actually likes aboit himself she tears down and makes fun of like his singing. Anyone else notice he doesn't sing again after that. El's letter is also all about hows things are going for her but she necer asks how Mike is, in reality the only people who really ask how he is would be Will and his mom. I find it very interesting that it was never specified whose idea it was to lie about curfew during the summer. Setting aside the fact that El moat likely knows something is up between him and Will, I get the feeling she leans more towards Will liking Mike than seeing Mike's feelings. They would make good friends if they could ever get around to just being themselves together. Mike does have a tendecy to push her concerning her powers when Wills concerned but when he blurted out he loved her i bet he was thinking more about what they palnned to do. El intended to spy on the shadow monster she was doing what Will had done eight months prior. What mosy people forget is Mike was the only kid who was really in the lab when the dogs attacked. Will was knocked unconscious and the rest were adults. To make it worse Mike literally saw people get ripped apart by the dogs on the cameras. Lucas, Dustin, El, Max, Steve, even Jonathan and Nancy didnt actually see people get ripped apart. Im syre somewhere Will has memories of it but Mike saw it in real time, he stepped over the bodies I'm sure that messed him up real bad and here they were planning to do the same thing using El's powers. Mike didnt even looked very surprised when the monster came after them, he probably expected it. No one even asks Mike why he refused they just keep saying he's trying to control El. I would have been more surpirised if Mike didnt snap and yell something to get their attention. He most likely meant he loved her just wasnt in love with her. He lost her once he knew how it felt.

Jonathan's hostility towards Mike was also a bit uncalled for. While I understand his need to protect Will the only thing Mike did that Jonathan knows about is his awkward hello at the airport. Other than that even after Mike and Will make up Jonathan still glares at him. With how close Mike and Will are theres no way Jonathan doesn't know Mike very well. Lets be honest Jonathan was the one to respond with Will's with Mike when others looked for him. Jonathan also knew to use Will's wakey to get ahold of Mike when they were running from the lab guys. Out of all people I believe Jonathan is one of the only people to figure out Mike's feelings for Will along with Max.

When watching the 4th season I noticed Mike was the only one Max didn't fight with or be sarcastic she even chose to stand next to him at the assembly. I also find it highly interesting Max knew where paper and crayons were in the Wheeler household. Lets be honest as many drawings as she made she was most likely up before Ted or Karen, I don't Molly told her and Nancy defentely didnt know considering she freaked out when Max disappeared. I noticed when she handed the letters to Lucas she said Mike's name first not El, she also keeps Mike instead of Michael when saying she wouldnt stay in the basement. Hell she didnt even have to say Mike at all she could have said the Wheelers basement but she specifies Mike. Honestly out of anyone who would understand her feelings and self hatred Mike takes the cake. I'm not saying that their the same person different verse just that their very similar. Max suprisingly enough defended Mike against Lucas over the summer and didnt automatically blame Mike when the curfew incident happened she stated they had been that way all summer.

To be perfectly honest Mike was the only one she went out of her way to be friends with even after he buffed her several times. When Lucas wouldnt tell her the whole truth she got mad and stopped talking to him, when Dustin was mean to her she brushed him off, Will never really had a problem, El completely ignored her and was mean when they first met but she didnt chase her instead El came to her later. Mike was the only one who was completely hostile and she never let up, she wanted to know why he didnt like her and kept trying to talk to him again and again. One of her favorite memories that made her happy when fighting off Vecna was that day in the gym when she got Mike to laugh. Mike chose not to ask her to play DND most likely knowing she wouldn't want to. He doesn't pester her about how she's feeling or whats wrong. He even sat next to her in class and the look on his face when her nose started bleeding. I personally think they grew closer but their natural sarcasm and attitude towards each other makes them seem far more distant than they are. Despite Mikes blatant dislike for Max in the beginning not even he could stop from sming when he saw her note in the trash. I especially love when their a sassy duo.

I love that Dustin and Mike stayed together in highschool even though he had Eddie and Steve while Lucas had basketball but its sad that Dustin completely missed Mike's feelings for Will. Dustin once accussed Mime of being unobservant in the first season but lets be honest he's the most observant not least. Mike didnt even yell at him for what Dart did to his cat while Lucas chewed him out. Mike of all people had the right to be mad at both Lucas and Dustin for breaking the rules but he doesn't yell at either of them he just focuses on Will and losing Bob. Dustin also doesnt ask Mike what he's thinking or hows he's doing he just kinda blames him in his own way but still sides with him.

The fact that both Lucas and Dustin condeem him for being nice to El when he was just showing basic human decency. He also knew she was connected to Will and that was more than enough for him to play nice. I know that Mike drew first blood and many think it was his fault and Lucas had a point but honestly I think Lucas deserved it. Now dont get me wrong I love Lucas but he could be very self obsssed and a genuine jerk sometimes. When El and Mike broke up Mike didnt ask for Lucas's help in fixing his relationship but Lucas volunteered without actually Mike how he felt. Granted Mike was lying about why he lied but he had a tendency to give into what other people tell him. Everyone told him his feelings for El were more than friendship simply because he was nice to her not actually taking his denial into consideration just more proof. Mike and Lucas spent most of their time talking to each other over walkeys because they lived so close thats why he got so jealous over his friendship with El but they never actually just talk. Mike may get grumpy about Max in the beginning but he did listen to Lucas when he talked about her. Mike tries to be understanding for the most part.

I dont even want to start with Nancy mind you she's amazing, strong, smart and for the most part a good person but her relationship with Mike is very strained. You'd think having another person who understood what it felt like to lose their bestfriend in the same house would have lead to more talks and closeness but it didnt even accur to Nancy that Will would be with Mike where he generally is. While i get Nancy is older and has her own ambitions its like shes just leaving Mike to fend for himself. She needed Jonathans comforting when she saw the Demagorgan eating the deer but after the lab and the sheer number of people Mike watched die vetween it and El there was no comforting. Proof of that was when she got out of the car and hugged him because she was worried. Mike wad genuinely perplexed because it wasnt their usual relationship.I'm sure they've gotten better and maybe a little closer since Mike considered asking Nancy to play DND and she gave him a ride to school plus their blantant annoyance with their inability to get ahold of the Byers but theres still distance.

Mike relationship with Will would take a completely different tyraid. What I find concerning is Mime has a perpetual tendency to be sassy both to his friends and family but even more so to the people around him. He was never afraid to be himself in the beginning no matter how that turned out for him but he began digging even deeper into his self after Will's possesion. Eddie even pointed out he had to draw Mike out which probably had to do with Will not being there but he tends not to give into bullying for the most part in the beginning. While in season five we see Will being more open with who he is, El struggling without her powers and her identity, Jonathan not wanting to leave his family, Nancy's distance issues with Jonathan and her determination in helping, Robin and Steve have become very close with Steves uncomfortableness of losing Dustin to Eddie. Dustin has managed to spend time with Mike, have a girlfriend, bounce between Steve and Eddie all while keeping his head on straight. Lucas is desperate to get Max to open up to him and get through the day with horrible bullies. Max is drowning in grief and guilt and then theres Mike who for the most part looks after everyone else and keeps everything about himself hidden away. Man for the most part is the defenition of self sacrificing. He stepped off a cliff ledge not knowong El would save him for crying out loud. Tended to shield both Jonathan and Will during the shooting at the house, was willing to head off a Demagorgan to protecr El and everyone else. Very rarely does he save himself simply for himself its usually to protect someone else.

[kai-keda]

hiiii im world salad anon from yesterday and ive calmed down enough to talk about this more: it feels gross that people on twitter who had a day ago no problem absolutely dogpiling on someone for disliking goldendragon or any number of smaller offenses now draw the line at criticizing a BNF for knowingly spreading misinformation about a literal deity it's cliquey and concerning that being popular apparently makes you immune to criticism

i honestly dont even blame the kid for this theyre allowed to be uncomfortable with nezh@ ships ofc and their opinion is valid and warranted, but its a problem that their adult friends enabled this and spread a post they had been informed was misinfo and refused to correct themselves, im tired of people who say "i did my research" when all they did was read 1 post by 1 person thats backed up by 1 friend group and did no further research

oh and you are so fucking right about the tone policing its actually disgusting to mock the way someone WHO IS CLEARLY USING A TRANSLATOR talks

A lot of the issues with these people - and why my twitter thread on the topic was focused on finding consistent values - is that whether or not certain actions are considered appropriate or inappropriate depends wholly on who they do or do not like.

This is an EXTREME example but it often feels similar to the mindset of people who will deadname trans people they don’t like. Those actions show that they never did respect trans identities.

I say it’s similar because the way to “properly” handle a situation starts and ends with how much they (dis)like the people involved.

Clowning on TikTok users on Twitter is fun! So it’s okay, even if it leads to harassment! Even if said TikTok users were minors!

A teenager is acting their age when they make a post claiming something as fact specifically to call out ‘bad behavior’ from a crew member. Because they were simply acting their age and they’re a BNF, it’s excusable and is something that should simply be ignored and quietly forgotten rather than corrected publicly.

But someone making a post calling out bad behavior from a teenager with evidence that said bad behavior directly led to harassment? How dare you put someone on blast. Also, the teenager didn’t pull the trigger, therefore not their fault.

Where was that same energy during all the Dream controversies, btw?

At the end of the day, for me, yes, the post calling out what was happening and the VERY inappropriate response the teenager in question had when they WERE confronted in private was poorly worded and made to look like a blame game rather than a plea for a correction of misinformation.

Personally, I feel confident it was intended to be the latter but I also do see that it looked like a “Fuck this child for doing this to us specifically!!” because, again, poor wording.

I also see and am sensitive to the Chinese users who were fed up with being told their opinions on THEIR culture didn’t matter.

Side note - I find it freaking insane that someone tried to claim that they were gatekeeping Chinese culture. One user tried to tell everyone a singular interpretation of a character was factual to the culture. The other users tried to tell everyone that there have always been varying interpretations of the character and that those other ones are equally valid to the culture.

Who exactly is gatekeeping the culture here?

[just-some-random-blogger]

FALLING INTO A SEEEEAAAAAAAA OFFFFFF FFLLLLUUUUUUUUFFFFFFF 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

Looking up from the toasted panini you were cutting in half, you frowned at your work friend Stacy. “What?”

I would just like to say that i smelled the panini when i read this... I DONT EVEN KNOW IF I KNOW WHAT A PANINI IS MWJSNSJJSJHAHAHHAHAH

Your other friend Zeke clapped his hands together and leaned forward. “Oooh! I like this concept. There’s plenty of things Y/N has never done.”

First of all zeke stfu. You dont have to call out yn AND ME out like that ///: booo tomato tomato 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅

“I can’t think of anything,” Stacy responded with a shrug. “I’ve experimented with a lot of things.”

K Stacy. /: Edi ikaw na

“So have I,” Zeke added on, shooting you a smirk. “Our Y/N here though…”

///: i hate zeke L A MAJOR L

“Miss Routine that you are.”

😔 this is where my similarities with yn end.

“Eats the same panini every time we come here for lunch and grumbles when the table you like is taken. Face the facts, you do everything the same every time.”

YN RUN UR FRIENDS ARE BULLIES

SO WHAT YN LIKES PANINIS ITS FUN TO SAY AND PROBABLY TASTES GOOD IDK

“Nothing major. That would be upsetting to you. But something different. Bold. Step out of the comfortable slipper life and stride through your day in heels or something,” Zeke suggested, animated as he imagined this strange version of yourself. You tried to follow his vision but soon scrunched up your nose.

Honestly Zeke 🔪🤬 i think you should let all of us wear comfy slippers cos DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH LIFE SUCKS WHEN YOURE WEARING SHOES THAT HURT YOUR FEET FUCK YOU ZEKE GO TO JAIL PARTY

“We’re not picking on you.”

Yn ur friends with liars dafaq

He had to work in some type of professional position, given his neat green striped shirt and charcoal suit pants, the matching jacket folded over the adjacent chair. His dark hair was pushed away from his face, rich brown eyes now bemusedly catching your prolonged stare again. You blushed and darted your focus to the same-old sandwich you were eating at the same table, and suddenly were up on your feet before you acknowledged the reason.

OMG YONK MY YONK MY YONK YONK WHO PROBABLY SMELLS AMAAAAZZZING DAMN THE WAY HE WAS WRITTEN SMELLLLSSSS EXPENSIVE

Despite the amusement still etched in his handsome expression, you noticed the look of surprise in his eyes. “Hello?”

HIII 💗💗💗💗💗💗

“Brian,” he responded on instinct, slipping a warm palm against yours. “Can I help you, Y/N?”

HIIII BRRIIIAANNNNNNNN💗💗💗💗💗😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

“You’re hot.”

Just like that. I mean yn like me fr. 😔 Aint hot no game therefore has the most game in the world 😩😩😩

“I’m not put off,” he assured you, cracking a grin. “So, I’m hot?”

JSJSJSJSJSJS HE REALLY OUT HERE GOIN

And i mean same he mad valid for that i too also need words of affirmation mMAJAJJAJSJS HAHAHAHA

“I’m not opposed to receiving them,” he told you with a flash of his teeth. You laughed and sat in the chair he gestured for you to take. “Level of attraction aside, what does my appearance mean?”

NSJSHHSJSBSS HES SO

“A solid six. I’ve had worse.”

DAMN. Tough crowd. Yn flat out said he was hot and still got a six. How much confidence does this man need to extract from me. Come on yonk i would die if i ever saw you dont play me like this

“Can I humour you some more?” he wondered, pulling out his phone and holding it out. You glanced at it and then at him, watching his lips curling into another smile. “It was the hot compliment that hooked me.”

I think you’re hot too. Text me a time to see if we can handle this heat together.

HES SO CORNY I WANT HIM

Sitting back in your chair, you smiled. Brian was right. It hadn’t been all that bad after all.

Manifesting expensive smelling brian in my nearest panini shop. Now i just gotta figure that out

Impulsive

Pairing: Brian Kang x female reader

Genre: fluff / coffee shop au

Warnings: none

Word count: 1373

“What’s something you’ve never done before?”

Looking up from the toasted panini you were cutting in half, you frowned at your work friend Stacy. “What?”

Your other friend Zeke clapped his hands together and leaned forward. “Oooh! I like this concept. There’s plenty of things Y/N has never done.”

“Wasn’t this a generic question for us all?” you asked, slightly panicked at the way they were eying you now. You attempted a laugh. “What have you never done then?”

“I can’t think of anything,” Stacy responded with a shrug. “I’ve experimented with a lot of things.”

“So have I,” Zeke added on, shooting you a smirk. “Our Y/N here though…”

Looking between the pair, you gaped at them incredulously. “What? What about me?”

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[honeylikesyanderes]

yandere oc - karma elios

this is my first yandere OC!

i hope you enjoy :) 

18+ only! minors dni please

warning: contains yandere themes, stalking and other antisocial behaviours, afab reader

feel free to request scenarios. more fun facts and more specific headcanons (nsfw is allowed lol)

reblogs are greatly appreciated 🥺

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karmichael 'karma' elios - the ceo's son

age: 24

birthday: oct 7th

physical attributes:

chin length strawberry blonde hair

grey eyes

very tall (6'4)

tanned skin

freckles on every part of his body except his face and neck

slim yet muscular build

deep voice (his voice doesnt match his face)

always looks irritated tbh

personality traits:

is kind of two faced

likes to think outside the box and is very creative

very warm and kind to people he thinks are on his level

is very cold and aloof to people he deems inferior to him

is brutally honest

mostly introverted and likes to be alone

has a tendency to analyse situations and think deeply before taking any actions

meeting you:

you were hired as an intern for his father's company

you were extremely surprised because getting an internship at the Elios Group was very competitive

the email you received stated that you still had to attend an interview session before you could start

the day of the interview came up, and you were directed into the waiting room by a receptionist

you were met with about 50 other women who were also waiting for their interviews

you weren't really shocked cause you knew it would be competitive

but you were shocked because the women here all had similar features to you

as you were processing your thoughts, a tall young man walked in

you recognised him from the magazines

it was karma elios, the heir to the elios group

everyone fell silent when he came into the room

his eyes scanned every face in the room, while he maintained a neutral expression

but when his gaze landed on you, his lips twitched into a brief smile

he walked out without a word

everyone was confused

karma on the other hand was elated

he had been looking for you for years now

and finally he had found you

the girl that haunted his dreams for years.

the girl that he was hopelessly in love with.

he had you within reach

and he sure as hell isn't ever letting you go.

are they aware that they are a yandere? are they bothered by it?

absolutely. without a doubt. he knows he’s a yandere.

and he’s not really bothered by it because he comes from a family of yanderes, so this sort of behaviour has been normalised to him

yandere tendencies

yandere type: obsessive/manipulative

he had been looking for you for years, ever since he started having dreams with you in them

he wanted to find the girl who kept plaguing his dreams

the girl he eventually fell in love with

that being said, karma is a very unusual yandere

he will tell you about everything

from the dreams to the years long searching to now

and he says it in such a calm manner too

when he first told you, you thought it was a joke

only to realise that he was serious

he will also date/court you normally

you'll have no idea he's yandere tbh

he's just too quiet and a bit too straightforward for you to suspect anything

you’ll just think that he’s a bit of a control freak

what you dont know is that he bugged your apartment

and installed cameras everywhere

yes, even in the bathroom

he also bugged your office space at work

karma likes to know what's going on at all times

he also installed a tracker on your phone, as well as a microphone to record all your conversations

he has a group of undercover security agents follow you around everywhere for your 'protection'

wouldnt outright kidnap you but would manipulate the situation so you think youre making a choice

tbh karma is very manipulative

but he’s also very charming, so people have a tendency to make excuses for him rather than straight up noticing his behaviour

karma also has a tendency to steal your stuff such as clothes, plushies etc

he especially likes to steal your panties. 

fun facts/trivia:

karma has a birthmark under his lip; its usually not visible unless he bites his lower lip

he’s the eldest of his siblings and he has a younger sister and a brother

he has a degree in chemical engineering and he is a very hard worker

most people assume that his money is inherited but its actually his hard earned money

he created a product and sold the patent for a couple of million dollars

he’s a fan of piercings

karma is obsessed with strawberries and strawberry flavoured things

he cannot handle liquor at all

he likes to read and watch anime

he is extremely good at drawing and painting, and he does both in his free time

his favourite thing to draw/paint is portraits of you

he has a room full of them too

[absolutepokemontrash]

Brothers reaction mc who takes thing to literally.

Some one told them "I dont what to see your face here again."

So then the next day mc is wearing paper bag on there head.

Oh man this is going to be FUN-

Lucifer

MC, no. When he said “you’re being deliberately obtuse” he was not calling them a triangle.

Lucifer picks up on MC’s behaviour very quickly and learns to refrain from using certain phrases that could be taken the wrong way. But at first, hoo boy.

He thought MC was just a massive smartass who was making fun of him. It took a few lectures until he realized that MC was legitimately confused, which also confused Lucifer.

It’s become sort of a habit for him to over explain things to MC to make sure they can’t misconstrue the meaning of anything anyone says. It becomes such a habit that he begins to do it to other people, making it look like he’s more of a pompous fuckwad (affectionate) than he actually is.

Either way, he’s here for MC. Though, some of the slip ups were quite funny, he had to admit.

Mammon

Ugh, dense human… what was with them?! He’d die a happy demon if he never had to seem ‘em again! Wait- where are they going? Is that a fuckin’ blindfold?! What kinda kinky shit-

Oh… Mammon said he never wanted to see them again, so they brought out a blindfold… was this human bein’ a smartass or were they legit confused?

After Mammon drops the “I’m going to eat this stupid human” attitude, his life becomes exponentially better. Mainly because the human he has a crush on is hilarious without meaning to be.

“Break a leg out there, MC!” “…are you going to pay my hospital fees..?”

Leviathan

“Anime is the best form of TV and movie entertainment.” “Is it though?” “Bite me, Human.” “Alright then-”

So on the very first day of the exchange program, MC bit Levi. Geez, and here everyone else was thinking that the human was the one at risk of getting bitten.

After that rocky start, Levi and MC do end up becoming friends, and Levi tries to show them that anime really is the best form of entertainment.

“You’ll cry your eyes out at this ending, MC, I promise.” *ninety minutes later* “L-Levi… *hic* my eyes are *sob* still in their sockets…”

Satan

Ah, well this is interesting.

At first Satan was interested in finding out if MC was just messing with everyone or if they really did think everything was insanely literal.

So to test his theory that MC was just faking it, he began saying short common phrases around them.

“He really wears his heart on his sleeve, you know.” “If he does, then how is he still alive? Your heart pumps blood through your body, if it’s on your sleeve you’ll die!”

When Satan can’t detect even a smidge of deception in this human, he gives up. He’s the master of being fake! This human is telling the truth…

Similar to Lucifer (🤢) he takes the time to explain to MC that when Levi said he was going to yeet himself off this mortal coil that he wasn’t serious and MC should get off the suicide prevention hotline.

Asmodeus

Ah, the king of being over dramatic and using a shit tone of hyperbole. This’ll be fun.

“Oh MC! I just had the worst day today!” “Oh no! Did a war start?! Are we in danger?!” “N-no, I lost my favourite nail polish…”

MC just does not get Asmo and Asmo does not like that. MC needs to stop asking questions and just comfort him already >:(

Well, he didn’t like it at first anyway, a few months in, and MC is actually having a really positive effect on Asmo.

“Well… I guess it is just one sweater of mine that got ruined. I have a thousand more in my closet!” “Really?! A thousand-” “MC, no.”

The Avatar of Lust learns that not everything is the end of times. He also learns that he needs to be very careful with his dirty talk or MC will say something about it.

“Oh MC, sweetheart, I’m going to [REMOVED FOR THE SAKE OF THE WORLD AT LARGE]” “But babe, that’s not possible, for me to be able to [REMOVED FOR THE SAKE OF MY SANITY] I’d have to [AAAAAAAAAAAAAA]”

Beelzebub

It’s okay MC, this happens with him sometimes too.

Not to MC’s extent of course, but it still happens.

Honestly, when it comes to Beel, MC’s complete inability to understand hyperbole and metaphors comes in handy. They truly believe the threat that Beel will kill a bitch if they eat his food.

It kept MC safe that first little while in the Devildom.

Beel is fully ready to protect MC from anyone who might try and take advantage of this… he’s not sure how one might go about doing that, but he’s here to be MC’s bodyguard second bodyguard anyway.

Belphegor

Hehehe… so the human’s funny, huh? Good… they will make a fine member of the Anti Lucifer League…

The fact that Belphie and MC are partners in more than just crime does not stop Belphie from purposefully confusing our poor MC.

“Ugh, talk about throwing the baby out with the bathwater.” “BABY?! Belphie what’s going on??” “>:)” “BELPHIE?????”

It’s never not entertaining, and since Belphie is an asshole, he almost never runs out of material thanks to Google.

Though, Belphie’s tomfuckery once almost led to MC squaring up with another demon but that’s not a story for now…

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I love your writing and how much you’re able to bring out the true personalities of each character!! I was wondering if you could do Kaeya, Xiao, Diluc, Zhongli, and Childe celebrating y/n’s bday. (My birthday was a couple of days ago but I didn’t receive any greetings from my genshin team for some reason... 😔)

happy birthday

a/n: SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! as for your problem, have you tried looking in character>voiceover>voicelines? the wishes should appear there, i dont know what happened if they don't

plot: celebrating the reader's birthday

contains: kaeya, diluc, tartaglia, xiao, zhongli

warnings: brief mentions of alcohol, otherwise pure fluff

kaeya

a surprise party

to be completely honest, kaeya barely cares about his own birthday enough to even remember the date

and obviously he does remember yours, how could he not, but- he's just not used to celebrating, you know?

so watch him know very well your birthday is coming up, with a mindset like: "okay, you've got time, you'll figure something great out, it's gonna be amazing"

and the day or two before he realizes, he indeed wants to do something great and amazing, but he completely ran out of time

fortunately, who cares about reservations when your brother's a bar owner, right?

he figures out that if he waits till sunset with the party he still has an entire day he can spend of preparing everything he needs

so as you sleep peacefully, he sneaks out of the room at the break of dawn, ready to work his ass off

he doesn't want you feeling bad, after all, right?

the thing is, you do start to feel a bit bad, as an entire morning goes by, and not only is kaeya nowhere in sight, literally nobody is! you walk through the streets of mondstadt, looking for any familiar face to spend the time with, but the city seems awfully empty of your friends. you end up having fun at diona's cat's tail, her complaining about everyone, and you, surprisingly, joining in, but it still doesn't replace the companion of your friends.

you go over your day as per usual, and decide to bake yourself a cake, since you think that'll cheer you up. you run out of flour, though, so it's necessary to go over to the store and stock up on some. right as you cross the city's main square, you run into diluc.

"oh, sorry, haven't seen you" you say, not even lifting up your face to look at who's chest did you bump on, until he grabs your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.

"someone looks dejected" he says, and you almost want to punch him for not realizing why. instead of doing that, however pleasing it sounds, you just shrug your shoulders. "come on, you look like you could use a special drink of mine"

and with that, he pulls you towards angel's share, letting you complain about your day, though you don't explicitly say it's your birthday, still mad he didn't remember that on his own.

"so he completely ditched you without a word?" he acts surprised and offended "that's so awful-" he continues, opening the door before you.

just as he opens it, and you hear the word "awful" you see the bar as if for the first time. flowery garlands are up beneath the ceiling, the tables are arranged differently and covered with colorful, pastel table cloths, music is playing. the backdoor is opened and you see the outside of the building decorated in a similar manner, candles and fairy lights spread all over the place.

the sun is slowly setting over the buildings visible through the back door, and the atmosphere inside borders on magical, but to top that all off-

"happy birthday!" you hear a lot of voices shout, and your eyes widen at the sight of all those who you hold dear present. you can't help but smile, seeing all of them cheer, grinning from ear to ear.

"i-" you look over at diluc "how'd you pull this off?"

you swear you saw him crack a soft smile before admitting that he in fact, didn't. you're about to ask who did, then, but you're interrupted by a silvery voice, coming from behind you.

"i did" the voice says, a hand moving to cover your eyes "wanna guess who?" you hear a whisper inches away from your ear, shaking from surprise.

affection swells in your chest as you quietly say "kaeya", your smile growing fondler, knowing that aside from all your friends, he's here too, and as a mastermind, at that.

"hope you don't hold leaving you by yourself for a couple of hours against me" he continues, arms sneaking around your waist, chin rested on your shoulder "d'ya like it?"

emotion gets the better of you, and you don't know what to say, so choose only to nod eagerly.

"a lot" you finally whisper, much to kaeya's satisfaction.

"happy birthday, then" he says, suddenly pulling away from you, as to exclaim loudly "attention everyone!!" he takes a fork to ring on his glass "i hereby declare, that the next round's on me!"

cheers fill the room, along with one "yea right" and another "like we'd believe that" before the owner of the bar speaks up as well.

"as much as i'd like to see that" diluc settles "today's drinks are on the house."

diluc

a magical evening

so he’s a fan of planning

not a diehard fan, but a fan nonetheless 

it’s just, he would rather have things planned ahead than wake up a day before and not know what to do (like a kaeya) like an idiot.

so you bet he has already calculated how much time he has left the moment you told him the date of your birthday.

unlike kaeya, he prefers to be working alone, but also likes to keep his plans a surprise. he himself hates surprises, but has to admit, doing one for someone else is quite the fun 

he stays quiet about your birthday coming up until the very last moment, and if you want to ask him if he wants to do anything with you that day, he says he already has something in mind, you know, nonchalantly. as if he hadn’t been thinking about it for archons know how long 

he’ll wake up before you just to wish you a happy birthday the moment you wake up, and he might be unusually affectionate for a bit, but don’t even bother asking what he has planned out - he won’t tell, not even if you beg. 

diluc wanted to kick you out of the house all day. “oh, there’s shopping to be done” “oh, this lady wanted to talk to you”, or “you know, come to think of it, didn’t jean say she had something she’d wanted to show you for your birthday?” every lame excuse in the book, he has used it. 

you decide to finally grant him what he so obviously wanted, and leave, choosing to walk all around the city, and even outside the gates, you make it quite a trip, not knowing when to come back. 

you smile upon thinking about how secretive he tried to be, but how even he, the mighty descendant of one of the noble families of mondstadt, a man as collected and stoic as can be, couldn’t contain his excitement. you saw all his little side smiles and the way he bit his lip a little after settling today’s rough plans with you, he was so happy, you’re satisfied just by seeing that, sometimes forgetting the real reason for why he was actively plotting something. 

you walk and walk, and then walk some more, but your legs start to hurt, and you’re growing hungry, so you decide to finally get back home. 

when you approach the winery, you can see the lights in the ballroom are lit up from a mile away. your heart can’t help but flip with excitement, since diluc hates using the room, hates throwing parties, and would much rather just forget it exists. 

it’s a beautiful venue though, looks like something out of a fairytale, and you always tell him how much you love it. it’s no surprised he decided to use it, but you can’t wait to see it anyway. 

as you get closer to the building, it becomes more and more apparent that the ballroom isn’t the only place that got upgraded to a five star level for one night and one night only. the building looks amazing, and the gates are open all the way, as if there was a party to be thrown and guests to arrive any time soon. 

but as you’re welcomed into the mansion, there’s no one else in the hall, other than a dressed up diluc, his hair in a high pony, just how you always said you liked it, wearing a suit you hadn’t seen on him since... well, you don’t even recall. 

“well, if it isn’t my honorary guest” he announces with an official tone, almost making you a bit flustered. 

“what’s all this? am i not, i don’t know, underdressed?” you giggle nervously, and he approaches you, a tiny little black box in his hand. 

“you could wear a potato sack and shine brighter than all the stars together” he says softly, showing you the little box. “and as tradition orders, happy birthday.”

you carefully open the box, a simple, silver necklace resting on the little cushion inside. you take it out, and watch the ornament, but can’t for the life of you figure out what it is. 

“you see” diluc provides an explanation “it’s a common thing to do to gift someone jewellery as a gift, and almost as common to have necklaces with your star constellation. that is, the allignment the stars were in the moment you were born. but i decided, that i wanted to give you one with the alignment that shone on the sky on the happiest day of my life. well, according to mona it did.” 

you stay silent for a second, astonished with the present, before asking 

“and that is?”

“the day we met.”

tartaglia

how to surprise your lover 101

when i tell you this boy knew EXACTLY WHAT HE WAS DOING from the moment he first thought of it

now. he loves celebrating, anything, really, the atmosphere of a party is almost magnetic to him

he grew up thinking every person deserves to have an amazing day once a year, only about themselves, so it’s very obvious to him that he IS doing something, and it needs to be huge

now, in a family as big as his, it was hard to keep things a secret, so he developed a whole plan on how to avoid having you finding out what he was planning

and that is: by having you know

it’s really getting annoying, how everybody keeps walking up to you, for a good week now, and asking if you’re excited for the big party childe’s throwing. the first time you hear it, you almost immediately run to confront him about it, since you explicitly said that a party, a big one, at that, is the last thing you want.

he obviously says that it’s nothing, and you needn’t worry about that. not that you trust his words, obviously, but you let it go, partly because you know how attached he is to the idea of a huge celebration, and partly because arguing with someone as stubborn can really be tiring.

so you settle, and fake a smile for every conversation with the alleged “guests” for your alleged party, thinking you’ll just suffer through it and then just do something with your childe the next day, having yourself plan it.

the wait is stressful, and when you finally see tartaglia walk through your bedroom door, dressed up really nicely, with a soft ribbon to tie on your eyes, so you wouldn’t see anything before it’s “time”, you almost want to ditch him, but that would be too rude.

complying begrudgingly, you let him guide you through the city, feeling the cold evening air hit your skin, wondering where did he set up this party of his, since you don’t hear anything.

oh god, is everyone gonna jump out of hiding yelling “happy birthday”? please, not that, at least not that.

when he finally unties the material covering your eyes, you see nothing but a wooden platform at the end of the harbor, with a blanket set up, some really nice-smelling food and what appears to be champagne laying on it. the sun is setting slowly behind the mountains in the distance, the only sound you hear being waves crushing on the rocks.

you can’t help but gasp.

“but” you turn around to face childe with a questioning look “what about the party?”

“what party?” he looks surprised “i never said anything about any party” he adds with a knowing smirk.

as you analyze your surroundings, he watches you with a soft smile.

“come on, don’t be so shocked now” he finally says “i know you better than to plan you something you’d hate. i’m not THAT much of an asshole”

his giggle sounds almost too good in the beautiful scenery around you, and you can’t help but let your eyes water for a little while, before rapidly blinking the tears back.

“is this more similar to what you’ve dreamed of?” he asks.

“yeah” you whisper “yes, it is”

“well, that’s the only thing that matters. shall we?” his hand points to the blanket, and you nod, smiling.

this may or may not be inspired by that one episode of Brooklyn 9-9

xiao

trying something new

birthdays? what’s that

you mean to tell him he has lived two thousand years of his life without realizing the day it was brought to him should be celebrated?

yup, no, you can explain it all you want, he still doesn’t get the idea. he just finds it to be way too trivial, okay?

what gets to him, though, is that there’s a custom of doing something meaningful for the person celebrating their birthday, to make them feel important

well, you should’ve led with that, that he can do!

he would never just go and straight up ask for help if he needed any. so don’t be surprised if you hear yet more new stories about the yaksha that allegedly lives near wangshu inn sneaking into the kitchen, or watching through the glass.

he spends HOURS waiting for the chef to finally prepare the dish he hopes for, and once he does, he follows every step very carefully. and then again. and again. and one more time, up until he feels he can do it himself.

when he finally gets to enter said kitchen, it’s already way past midnight, and everything is dark, barely visible. he manages to find his way around, though, preparing all the ingredients, and starting to mix them the same way the chef did.

turns out it’s not as easy as it looks, for example, he didn’t measure how long this thing is supposed to be cooked, or on what temperature, so the process gets a little messy at one point. he might even have to start over. like, twice, tops.

it’s already nearing dusk when he finishes, taking the fruit of his works with him.

as per usual, you wait for him on the roof, and as per usual you don’t realize he’s right behind you until he speaks up.

“happy birthday” he says out of the blue, causing you to jump up in shock.

“oh my, xiao, you scared me! again!” you laugh.

“it’s today, isn’t it?” he continues, as if he didn’t hear you. when he sees you nod, he awkwardly shows you the package he held behind his back, watching closely as you open it with a questioning look.

inside, there’s a carefully wrapped serving of almond tofu, it could use a little bit of touch ups, but it still looks and smells delicious nonetheless.

“did you do this yourself?” you turn around to face him, smiling in disbelief

“mhm” he gets a little flustered, and decides not to tell you about his little kitchen adventure. “is it… is it good?” he asks, and you smile even more fondly.

“why don’t you come over here and taste it with me?”

zhongli

one can never go wrong with a classic

zhongli knows every single tradition there is to know.

literally.

so you don’t have to even tell him anything - he knows. he might not know what to do with his knowledge, but he does know what would make you happy

this man is a gentleman who believes that some moves to make someone swoon never get old

he even got a free day from work just for the occasion, or he may just think he told hu tao that he wants it? either way, he’s not there. not like his boss isn’t used to it.

right as the clock strikes 5 pm, you hear a knocking on your door. checking how you look one last time, you smile to the reflection in the mirror, and walk over to answer.

as you open said door, you find yourself dumbfounded at the sight of a completely soaked zhongli, rain pouring heavily behind his back. his hair sticks to his face, and all the layers of his suit seem drenched to their very core, but a smile you see so rarely paints his face, as he presents you with a bouquet of flowers.

and my oh my, just how huge is it! he barely even manages to hold it in hand, and the flower crowns hide his entire chest and half his face when he places them in front of you.

“i believe this is for you” he says gently “are you ready to go?”

you can’t even find the right words, as you size the bouquet up, taking it from him with a quiet “thank you so much” before taking it back to the house, already in search of the right vase to put them in.

“may i come in and dry myself up a bit?” he asks, still from the doorstep, and you laugh before granting him the permission.

when the both of you are ready to go, you meet in the hallway, both smiling softly at the other, a bit awkwardly, as the beginning of every meeting is.

“you look even better than usually” he finally says, pride rising in his chest at how your grin widens.

“same goes for you, mr zhongli” you answer just as cheekily, waiting for what he’s gonna say next.

“well, thank you, but i don’t think today’s about me now, is it?” he counters with a bit of a side eye. “shall we go?” he points to the open door, and the both of you leave, you grabbing his arm to fit under one umbrella.

“may i ask where’re we going?”

you can’t miss the way his smile turns prideful and confident as he says:

“i” he accentuates “am taking you out to dinner”

he might feel a bit offended by how sarcastically you gasp at the revelation, but it’s okay. as long as he gets to see you laugh, it’s okay.

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 had so much fun writing the first scene dude... i feel like as a fanfic writer its a sin i haven’t written anything like it yet lmfaoo (to be fair i probably have but I just dont rem💀) anyways i hope you enjoy!

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Prompt : 9. “Then what are you waiting for?”

Warnings : just some cute floof, some cursing here and there

Word Count : 2.2k

Hesitation

Technoblade x GN!Reader

It was always peaceful in the tundra right before the sun set. Not only did the orange and red colours that reflected off the shiny snow send a wave of tranquility through the lands. It was a specific time where all the animals would go back into their homes before the mobs spawned at night fall, leaving the lands in complete silence.

Phil loved working at this time, getting small tasks done around the house that he wasn’t able to do throughout the day. Whether it was washing the dishes or dusting out the book shelves. Maybe even lounged around near the fireplace, planning out what he had to do the next day. It was always quiet, void of distractions to keep him from doing them.

But of course, with peace always came chaos.

“YOU CHEATED!”

“NO I DIDN’T!”

“YES YOU DID!”

The door cracked open, slamming against the wall behind it making the blonde jump from the sudden noise. He was ready to pick up his sword by his side until he recognised the voices of his house mates, shouting like little children.

Phil sighed, continuing to wash the dishes in front of him. While the bickering tended to amuse him at times, right then he just wanted to stay in the silence. He was quick to grab a pear of earplugs from his chest, pushing them snugly into his ear, blocking out the noise you both brought into the house while humming a small tune.

“There’s no way that your horse is faster that Carl! That’s just not possible!” Techno shook his head, his entire body still except for his left foot tapping consistently on the floor, “It’s just not possible.”

“Okay-” you pointed your finger in his face, “First off, her name is Raven and secondly, you just can’t admit that she’s better than Carl.” you crossed your arms on your chest, looking up at the piglin with teasing eyes.

Tech threw his head back with a groan, turning around gruffly and taking off his cape along with the skull mask covering his face.

“I won’t admit it because it isn't true!” he turned back to face you, mimicking your stance and tilting his head slightly to the side.

You raised your eyebrows at his response, nodding slowly, “Alright, alright,” you slowly took of your cloak, bunching it up and throwing it at him, his reflexes catching it before the fabric hit his chest, “Maybe it’s just the ridder and not the horse.”

Techno gasped, “You take that back.” he threw your cloak to the side.

You hummed, looking up and faking a thinking face, “Nah... I don’t think I will, I said what I said.” you stepped closer to the hybrid, sizing up his figure, “And what are you going to do about it?”

Techno squinted his eyes, a small smirk making its way to his face before he grabbed you by the waist, throwing you over his shoulder and walking away from the entrance into the living room.

“Hey!” You pounded at his back, wiggling in his tight grip, “Put me down you loaf!”

He laughed at your words but obliged, throwing you on the couch near the fireplace. Before you could sit up, he crawled over your form, knee besides one side of your waist with his other foot planted on the floor, keeping him steady hovering over you.

“Techno-” you chuckled nervously, trying your best not to stray away from his intense gaze, fighting the heat starting to rise to your face. Your hands pushed at his chest, weakening when he brought his face closer to yours, making you feel smaller than you already were.

He didn’t say anything, instead his fingers dug into your stomach, wiggling them across the fabric of your shirt. Your laugher filled the air, high pitched and bouncing off the walls of the cottage. You tried your best to control them, not wanting to give in to the blood god’s actions so quickly. But your hands on your stomach did nothing to stop his.

“Oh. My. God! Techno! Stop you fucking- oh god!”

“Take it back Y/n!” he laughed along with you, continuing his assault on your stomach, “Take it back or I swear to god you’re going to loose a canon life from being too ticklish.”

“NEVER!” you shouted between laugher, screaming when his hands began to move faster, knocking the breath out of your lungs. In the heat of the moment, he took your wrists into his fist, pinning them above your head, keeping your hands from interfering with his plans.

“Say. It.” even with one hand we was doing enough to keep you squirming underneath him, desperate for an escape.

“Okay! Okay! You- You’re a good rider Techno! You’re a good rider!” you finally admitted, your body falling limp against the cushions when he finally raised his fingers from your stomach.

Techno laughed at your state, leaning back with a cocky smirk on his face, “Glad to know we could come to an agreement,”

“I hate you,” you mumbled, your head rolling to the side on your shoulder as you caught your breath. You closed eyes in relief that the past few minutes were over, nearly falling asleep with the amount of energy you spent laughing.

Techno chuckled, taking your chin into his fingers, turning your head to look back at him, “Is that so?”

You nodded, fluttering your eyes open to look up at the pink haired man. Your breath hitched when you noticed how close his face was to yours. His entire presence felt suddenly close, his chest puffed out with long breaths, his legs practically tangled with yours, his face hovering over you, radiating heat you didn’t notice while he was tickling you. You watched as his face lit up red, his piglin ears straightening out of the side of his head, probably taking in the proximity as well.

Techno wasn’t one to get flustered often, but when he did it was always with the people he cared about. He trusted them enough to let that blood god persona he put on fade away leaving behind his shy, nerdy side you always adored. The side of techno who would read by the fireplace with Steve sat snuggly in his lap, the Techno who would spend hours trying to fix his glasses that broke constantly in his strong grip only having to craft a new one. The Techno who would grumble about compliments from you and Phil but the subtle spread of pink across his face told everyone otherwise. The Techno you grew to love the more and more he let you it.

He began to get a lot more playful with you as you friendship grew. When you moved in with him out in the snow it only increased drastically. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for the both of you to end up in this position or something similar to it (like the time he pinned you down during training), but he would always stop before things got too intimate and while it hurt, you’ve grown to accept it. You were glad to be his friend, his companion. You would take his friendship over not knowing him at all any time of the day.

You waited for him to pull back. To stand up and dust off his clothes, offering you his hand to pull you up with him and continue that night like normal. But he stayed, his dark, dull eyes staying down at you with a shine you’ve never seen up close before.

Techno didn’t know what to do either. He didn’t know what was prompted him to stay in this position, the sudden confidence that pushed him to keep his hand on your face, his lips so close to yours.  Maybe it was the voices in his head, annoyed with the constant stares and thoughts of adoration when you rode Raven around in the snow, your cape flowing beautifully behind you, face showing nothing but pure joy. They were relentless, calling him out on every emotion he was feeling because of you.

He wanted to move for your sake, he was the one on top of you in the first place, pinning you down. You were probably being polite not shoving him off of you, even if you’ve never done it before, he just always pulled away before you could. But he couldn’t, his muscles stiff and unable to move.

A small part of his brain told him you wanted this too, but he ignored it for his own sanity.

“Techno-” you whispered but before you could continue, the hybrid immediately took the single word as a protest, finally letting go of your hands but keeping his body close.

“Shit I’m sorry that- that was probably a bit much.”

You giggled softly, “No- uh, it was fine tech, no worries,”

He looked down at your bright smile glowing in his face.

“You’re really beautiful Y/n,” he whispered, letting the rough pads of his fingers trail down the side of your face, blushing when you nudged them with your cheek, accepting the comfort.

“You think so?” you whispered back, looking up at him with doe eyes.

“I-” he started, his breath hot against the tip of your nose as he glanced down to your lips, quickly looking back into your eyes. Why weren’t you moving? Why weren’t you cringing, laughing at the thought of ever kissing him?

“You- Do you want this.” you whispered, letting his thumb pull down at your bottom lip, watching as the plush skin softly bounced back.

He nodded, shivering when you tangled your fingers into his pick curls, pulling his face down and nudging your nose against his. He closed his eyes, a small, cute snort coming from the back of his throat at the affection.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

“FUCK!”

You jumped at the sudden curse, Techno falling off of you and on to the floor besides the couch. Before you could process what just happened, the curse sounded again followed by a crash, both of your senses on high alert when you realised it was Phil’s voice coming from the kitchen. You rushed to grab your weapons from nearby, quickly pulling yourself together on the fact that your friend was in trouble.

You both ran as fast as you could, Techno in front of you with his sword drawn while you were behind loading your cross bow with an arrow. He barged into the kitchen, holding his blade in the air, ready to attack but all he was met with was a pair of wings slapping him in the face.

You dove under the large feathers, bumping the winged man to alert him of your presence.

“Oh... hey guys!” He smiled, taking out something from his ears and resting them on the kitchen counter. He sent a pointed look to the weapons in your hands, crossing his arms over his chest in confusion, “Why the weapons?”

“Are you alright?” Techno said, rubbing his nose from the hit.

“We heard you scream, thought you were in trouble.”

Phil chuckled nervously, “Sorry, my bad,” he turned around to face the both of you, “I just dropped a plate.”

You and Techno let out an audible sigh, dropping your weapons to the floor with a clank. You didn’t know how many times your heart could deal with the sudden bursts of adrenaline. Walking up to Techno, you took his hand away from his face, inspecting the soft red mark across his face from the whip of feathers. No matter how small the attack, you always made sure to check up on him, even when he didn’t need it.

But with your delicate touch came memories of the events that just happened

“Were- were you here the entire time?” Techno said hesitantly, looking up at his father with worried eyes. You took in his words, immediately pulling away from the hybrid, ignoring his small noise of protest.

“Yes, but i put in some ear plugs,” he pointed to them on the counter.

“Oh!” you piped in, “That’s- That’s good.”

“Was there something I missed?” he crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the both of you curiously.

“Nothing!” You both shouted at the same time, chuckling nervously.

“Okay?” Phil dragged out, pointing back to the sink, “Well, I’ll just-”

“Yeah! You- uh, get to that phil,” you began walking backwards, bounced into the edge of the counter. You played off the pain with a quick thumbs up and walking quickly out of the kitchen, mumbling curses under your breath.

“Are they alright mate?” Phil asked his son who seemed to be lost in his own world, staring at the spot you were once in, “Techno?”

“I- what?” He shook his head, “Uh, yeah- they’re,” he let out a small sigh, letting  his hand pass over his face, “Yeah, they’re fine.”

“Are you alright?”

Techno didn’t respond for a while, stuck in his own thought. Phil turned to his son, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, “Tech?”

“I think-” He let out a shaky breath, “I think I love them.”

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IM SORRY FOR ENDING IT SO SUDDENLY

it was just getting to long and i didn’t want to loose motivation writing more😭

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