#girl he is just not that in to youuuuuuuu

[byjove]

I know we should feel bad for him but every time Louis starts poetically describing how much he loves Lestat and Armand is sitting next to him like 🥺😣😖😓🥺 I start guffawing.

[sweeterlovers]

DOG SITTER / OSCAR PIASTRI

oscar piastri x female reader / SMAU FIC

FACE CLAIM / none!!!

WARNINGS / it’s not specified where reader lives but it’s implied that oscar had to take a plan to baby sit the dog 😭

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yourusername can anyone babysit my dog for the weekend!!??? my usual dog sitter is sick!!! i need help ASAP!!!!

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user5 i wish i could!!!!

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yourusername his name is honeycomb!!!

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yourbsf you went to instagram to get a dog sitter?

yourusername well yes!

user721 i love golden retrievers!!!! 🐶🐶

oscarpiastri Hey! if your still looking for a dog sitter I can do it!!!! Just let me know!

yourusername Yesss I am!!!!! thank you so much!!!!!

oscarpiastri Of course

user43 WHY IS OSCAR HERE?????

user31 he saw that everyone has dogs on the grid so this is his plan

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yourusername awww i miss my boy :(((((((

oscarpiastri well your going to see him soon!

yourusername yeah yeah yeah…… i’m so grateful that you stepped in, what can i do to repay you?

oscarpiastri well maybe i can take you out on a date when you come back?

yourusername i would actually love that 😊

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oscarpiastri I ended up really liking the dog 🐶 👍

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user11 oscar what

landonorris and the girl?

oscarpiastri maybe

user6 the dog is adorable

user213 i always thought of oscar as a cat person

user44 he does give off cat dad energy!!!

user7 they should date!!

user30 they have such a cute story!!!

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user364 she gives off golden retriever energy!!!

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yourusername and what about me?

oscarpiastri you run a close second, honeycomb really stole my heart

yourusername i understand that

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yourusername me, honeycomb, and my “dog sitter”

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oscarpiastri sorry for lying….. but it came to a good ending 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️…. right?

yourusername i forgive you 🤍

oscarpiastri and honeycomb?

yourusername you won her over

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yourbsf cuties

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yourusername yesss!!!! leo, simba, and honeycomb!!!!!

alexandrasaintmleux can’t wait!!!!! ❤️❤️

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[puppy-steve]

promise you forever

steddie ☆ 971 ☆ cw: none ☆ appalachian eddie ☆ao3

“phone for ya, eds,” wayne chuckles as he comes out of the house to the front porch where everyone’s sitting. “think your boy’s had one too many.”

eddie frowns and stamps down the worry bubbling inside him. steve rarely ever drinks anymore. doesn’t smoke anymore, either. not since starcourt. eddie slides off the porch swing where he’d been sitting with his aunt pep and goes inside to the wall phone in the kitchen, the receiver laying on the counter.

“steve?” he says, lifting the phone to his ear.

“country boy, i love youuuuuuuu!”

steve’s words are slurred, which doesn’t make eddie any less panicked. what happened? was he okay? eddie leaves to visit his family for one week and he can’t seem to escape the horrors that hawkins, indiana seems to breed every day.

“stevie? baby, you okay?” eddie tries to keep his voice from shaking.

there’s a laugh on the other line and steve flat out yells into the phone, “eddie! hi!” yep. he’s definitely drunk. eddie strains to hear any background noise that would give any hints as to where steve is at, but it’s silent.

eddie’s knuckles grip the phone. “where are you, sweetheart? are you safe?”

steve makes a grumbling noise, like he’s talking to someone else and eddie doesn’t know if that makes him feel better or worse.

“i’m fiiiiiine, eds,” steve says after another second of grumbling. “teds. teddy. teddy bear.” he starts listing ever iteration of eddie’s name, and eddie doesn’t want him to stop. if he keeps going, then eddie knows he’s not in immediate danger.

“dingus! stop hogging the phone!”

wait.

“robbie, i’m trying to talk to me boyfriend,” steve whines and there’s sounds of a scuffle and “no—hey—robin, it’s still my turn—!”

“hi, eddie!” robin’s voice is suddenly in his ear and sounding just as drunk as steve. jesus christ, eddie’s never leaving them unsupervised again.

eddie sighs and runs a hand down his face. “robin, where the hell are you? and why are you drunk?” these two are gonna finish what the bats started and put him in an early grave, he swears it.

on her end, robin groans. “dingus!” she scolds steve. “you didn’t remind him?”

“remind me of what, bobbie?” eddie asks. now that he’s sure the two of them are somewhat coherent and probably not in danger, he feels so fucking tired all of a sudden.

“it’s my birthday, doofus!”

well now eddie feels awful. steve reminded him before he and wayne left, but in all the excitement of seeing the rest of his family again, it slipped eddie’s mind.

robin continues, “and you, theodore munson!”

if eddie thought he was off the hook, he’s dead wrong. he’s never hearing the end of this now. it’s not likely, but maybe luck will be on his side for once and she’ll forget this conversation ever happened.

“you owe me a birthday breakfast, lunch, and dinner when you get back. and you have to buy me a present.”

eddie rests his forehead on the wall as a laugh bubbles up out of his chest at the ridiculousness of the situation. “alright, birdie,” he promises. “as soon as i get back, i’ll start right on it and get you the most expensive present i can afford.”

“it better break your bank account, munson!” she threatens, but eddie knows she’s bluffing.

“alright, birthday girl, can you put steve back on?”

robin yells out for steve. “you better not be doing any hanky panky on my birthday, dingus,” she warns before steve comes on the line.

“hi, baby.” he’s definitely still drunk, but he’s quieter, not yelling into the phone like he was a few minutes ago.

warmth fills eddie’s chest and he leans his shoulder on the wall, angling himself away from the door to give himself a sense of privacy in case anyone comes inside. “hey sweetheart,” he says just as softly. “you two having fun?”

he can practically see steve’s nod. “mhm,” he confirms. “miss you, though. wish you were here.”

eddie’s gonna marry this boy someday, just you wait.

“i miss you, too, sugar,” eddie tells him. “wayne said he thinks you’ve had a little too much to drink.”

“no i haven’t!” steve’s voice raises for a second before dropping back down again. “just had one… three… four beers, i promise.”

eddie hums, not bothering to hide the amused grin on his face. “uh-huh. s'at why you sound drunker than a skunk, right now, sweet thing?”

steve huffs and eddie wants so badly to kiss the pout off his boyfriends lips. “m'not drunk,” he says without any real argument.

“alright, i believe you,” eddie concedes. he can’t help but to let a little worry back in. he bites his lip. “can you promise me something, stevie?”

steve’s answer is immediate and almost shatters eddie’s heart. “i’ll promise you forever, teddy.”

eddie takes a breather to calm himself down so he doesn’t jump in wayne’s truck and make the five hour drive back to hawkins. “promise me you’ll call nancy if either of you start to feel weird?”

steve hums in his ear, like a purring cat. “i promise, baby. cross my heart ‘n everything.”

eddie grins and wishes he was there in front of him so he could touch him. “thank you. i won’t keep you any longer, then. i’m sure birdie’s getting impatient.”

“she’s always impatient,” steve huffs. “it’s her best quality.”

there’s no argument there.

“i love you, stevie. call me tomorrow when you wake up?”

steve sighs softly. “i love you, eddie.” he makes exaggerated kissing noises over the phone until he hangs up.

eddie hangs the receiver up. he’s here in his grandmother’s kitchen, surrounded by his family, but his heart has never felt as full as it does in this moment.

buy me a ☕?

[werepuppy-steve]

promise you forever

steddie ☆ 971 ☆ cw: none ☆ appalachian eddie ☆ ao3

“phone for ya, eds,” wayne chuckles as he comes out of the house to the front porch where everyone’s sitting. “think your boy’s had one too many.”

eddie frowns and stamps down the worry bubbling inside him. steve rarely ever drinks anymore. doesn’t smoke anymore, either. not since starcourt. eddie slides off the porch swing where he’d been sitting with his aunt pep and goes inside to the wall phone in the kitchen, the receiver laying on the counter.

“steve?” he says, lifting the phone to his ear.

“country boy, i love youuuuuuuu!”

steve’s words are slurred, which doesn’t make eddie any less panicked. what happened? was he okay? eddie leaves to visit his family for one week and he can’t seem to escape the horrors that hawkins, indiana seems to breed every day.

“stevie? baby, you okay?” eddie tries to keep his voice from shaking.

there’s a laugh on the other line and steve flat out yells into the phone, “eddie! hi!” yep. he’s definitely drunk. eddie strains to hear any background noise that would give any hints as to where steve is at, but it’s silent.

eddie’s knuckles grip the phone. “where are you, sweetheart? are you safe?”

steve makes a grumbling noise, like he’s talking to someone else and eddie doesn’t know if that makes him feel better or worse.

“i’m fiiiiiine, eds,” steve says after another second of grumbling. “teds. teddy. teddy bear.” he starts listing ever iteration of eddie’s name, and eddie doesn’t want him to stop. if he keeps going, then eddie knows he’s not in immediate danger.

“dingus! stop hogging the phone!”

wait.

“robbie, i’m trying to talk to me boyfriend,” steve whines and there’s sounds of a scuffle and “no—hey—robin, it’s still my turn—!”

“hi, eddie!” robin’s voice is suddenly in his ear and sounding just as drunk as steve. jesus christ, eddie’s never leaving them unsupervised again.

eddie sighs and runs a hand down his face. “robin, where the hell are you? and why are you drunk?” these two are gonna finish what the bats started and put him in an early grave, he swears it.

on her end, robin groans. “dingus!” she scolds steve. “you didn’t remind him?”

“remind me of what, bobbie?” eddie asks. now that he’s sure the two of them are somewhat coherent and probably not in danger, he feels so fucking tired all of a sudden.

“it’s my birthday, doofus!”

well now eddie feels awful. steve reminded him before he and wayne left, but in all the excitement of seeing the rest of his family again, it slipped eddie’s mind.

robin continues, “and you, theodore munson!”

if eddie thought he was off the hook, he’s dead wrong. he’s never hearing the end of this now. it’s not likely, but maybe luck will be on his side for once and she’ll forget this conversation ever happened.

“you owe me a birthday breakfast, lunch, and dinner when you get back. and you have to buy me a present.”

eddie rests his forehead on the wall as a laugh bubbles up out of his chest at the ridiculousness of the situation. “alright, birdie,” he promises. “as soon as i get back, i’ll start right on it and get you the most expensive present i can afford.”

“it better break your bank account, munson!” she threatens, but eddie knows she’s bluffing.

“alright, birthday girl, can you put steve back on?”

robin yells out for steve. “you better not be doing any hanky panky on my birthday, dingus,” she warns before steve comes on the line.

“hi, baby.” he’s definitely still drunk, but he’s quieter, not yelling into the phone like he was a few minutes ago.

warmth fills eddie’s chest and he leans his shoulder on the wall, angling himself away from the door to give himself a sense of privacy in case anyone comes inside. “hey sweetheart,” he says just as softly. “you two having fun?”

he can practically see steve’s nod. “mhm,” he confirms. “miss you, though. wish you were here.”

eddie’s gonna marry this boy someday, just you wait.

“i miss you, too, sugar,” eddie tells him. “wayne said he thinks you’ve had a little too much to drink.”

“no i haven’t!” steve’s voice raises for a second before dropping back down again. “just had one… three… four beers, i promise.”

eddie hums, not bothering to hide the amused grin on his face. “uh-huh. s'at why you sound drunker than a skunk, right now, sweet thing?”

steve huffs and eddie wants so badly to kiss the pout off his boyfriends lips. “m'not drunk,” he says without any real argument.

“alright, i believe you,” eddie concedes. he can’t help but to let a little worry back in. he bites his lip. “can you promise me something, stevie?”

steve’s answer is immediate and almost shatters eddie’s heart. “i’ll promise you forever, teddy.”

eddie takes a breather to calm himself down so he doesn’t jump in wayne’s truck and make the five hour drive back to hawkins. “promise me you’ll call nancy if either of you start to feel weird?”

steve hums in his ear, like a purring cat. “i promise, baby. cross my heart ‘n everything.”

eddie grins and wishes he was there in front of him so he could touch him. “thank you. i won’t keep you any longer, then. i’m sure birdie’s getting impatient.”

“she’s always impatient,” steve huffs. “it’s her best quality.”

there’s no argument there.

“i love you, stevie. call me tomorrow when you wake up?”

steve sighs softly. “i love you, eddie.” he makes exaggerated kissing noises over the phone until he hangs up.

eddie hangs the receiver up. he’s here in his grandmother’s kitchen, surrounded by his family, but his heart has never felt as full as it does in this moment.

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[daughterofthesunlands]

I need to CLARIFY SOMETHING! 😌💗

Gil-galad is a foine looking elf.

If I found a portal to middle Earth, would I shoot my shot at beloved Gil-galad?

Naur.

Why you ask?

Cause if you haven't already noticed, I have the personality of SpongeBob Square pants. I am a walking, talking, forever-happy headache. And anybody taller and CALMER than me by default becomes my Squidward.

I would annoy that elf SO BAD😭 worse than Galadriel and Elrond combined! If we're being generous, I'd last 2 1/2 hours in Lindon before I'd get banished from the kingdom by Gil-galad.

What I am tho, is his hype man. His wingman. His fairy godmother till the wheels fall off. Before S2, I didn't know that he was an orphan, I didn't know that all his kin had been slaughtered, I didn't know baby girl was just a girl 🥺.

And I didn't know that he would d...

Tolkien when I CATCH YOU! 👹

So yes he is hawt, and I will blush every time he blinks, if he looks at me I literally will:

I would tell him how fabulous he looks every day so he can whip his fabulous hair back and go "I know! 😌", I'd lurk behind every tree and bush and start grinning if I saw someone blush @ him and go "He/She likes youuuuuuuu😏😏😏😏" I'd give him a kiss on the cheek but I will melt if I come too close he's that 😌❤️

But I foremost want him to have known love before he d...

So I will not rest until I've read (and written) a million fics of him being loved on and doted on, may it be by Elendil, another RoP or Silmarillion character OR an OC! 🥹❤️

My man deserves the world.

He's that girl.

He's my girl.

[givetomurasomechapstick]

Tamaki Amajiki X Energetic!Adventurous!Reader

A day at camp becomes so much more...

...

Notes: Tamaki and the reader haven't met. Teammates to Lovers. Nejire knew the read before Tamaki. Canonically, Mirio isn't in the same class as Nejire and Tamaki, so he's not here sorry 😔 , he's mentioned tho! Every and any quirk friendly reader! Also, reader is female btw. But you can change it around in your head if you'd like! Reader also kinda acts like a child a bit....

It was that time, again... And Tamaki was NOT having it.

It was time for Class 3A's annual trip to training camp, and you and your best friend Nejire were excited as ever. Now Amajiki was walking through the forest with the feeling of dirt against his feet (because of his hero costume), avoiding all bugs at all. Costs. He can't believe he let Nejire persuade him to do this.

Earlier that week:

Nejire and Amajiki were walking through UA's school halls, and Nejire had something she's been meaning to tell him for a while, or ask him, I guess both..? "Hey hey! Amajiki! Are you coming to training camp? I mean, we HAVE to go right? You've been missing out these past few years you know! I'm bringing my friend this time too! She'll love you I just know it." Yeah, those words made Tamaki blush and want to pull down his hood- wait. He doesn't have a hood. Dang it. "A-alright, I'll go..."

Present time:

So Amajiki, Nejire, and the rest of their class (excluding (Y/N)) were walking through the forest and Nejire just wouldn't stop talking. "Can you believe it? (Y/N) Already got through the woods! I guess that's the quirks of her quirk. Hey! Quirk of a quirk! Funny right? Amajiki you okay? You've been awfully quiet." All of Nejire's words blended with each other as class 3A walked through the forest, muffled by his own thoughts until he heard his name be called out by Nejire.

"H-huh?!" "I said, 'Are you okay? You've been awfully quiet.'." "Oh.. it's nothing, don't worry..." Tamaki's voice was no louder than a whisper when he spoke....When they got to the camp, they were quite tired after all of that. But (Y/N) was already there. Swinging and falling from trees like a wild animal. She was hanging upside down from a tree when the rest of the class arrived, she spotted Nejire, which made her lose her grip and fall on her head, but quickly recovering.

Meanwhile, Tamaki has been having his eye on that strange girl since they got here. Was she the girl Nejire was always talking about? (Y/N) was it? But when she fell on her head, it was like a clash in his head, battling over if he shouldn't walk over, or if he should just help her. But before he could make his move, she was already running towards him, oh no...No wait, she ran past him and got to Nejire. Few. The girl looked acted a little too hyper for him. "Oh! Amajiki, this is (Y/N), the person I wanted you to meet!" Oh no... NOW she was approaching. And FAST.

"HI!! IM (Y/N), NICE TO MEET YOUUUUUUUU!!!!!" She shook his hand vigorously, her face was a little too close to his for comfort... "O-oh... I-... I'm Tamaki Amajiki... But you can call me-" his thoughts were muffled and his voice was extremely low. But (Y/N) cut him off before he could finish. "- Tamajiki!" "W-what..?" "Tamajiki! That's what I'll call you!" "O-oh, sure..." Tamaki was blushing furiously, and he couldn't think of any way to get out of his awkward situation. But another emergetic voice cut through his thoughts.

"See? I knew you guys would get along!" Nejire's voice seemed like it almost had cut through the two of theirs moment. "Yeah, Nejire, you was right! THIS GUY IS SUPER COOL!" Those few words made Tamaki want to just hide himself in the shell of an oyster. He was now blushing even more than before, like his head to toe was glowing red.

"I'm not that c-cool.." Amajiki tripped over his words when he spoke."YES YOU ARE!!" (Y/N)'s attention turned back to the indigo haired boy, now shouting. How hyper... How is that much energy even possible?Now the teachers cut through their moment as their voice pierced throughout the camp.

...

Later:

"Well would you look at that? The two of us, paired together! Fun right?" (Y/N) cheerfully stated, marching, as Amajiki walked beside her.

What happened earlier you might be wondering? Well their teacher has stated they had to go through the woods and bring back specific materials and items, whoever grabs the most items on the list wins. So you do get a partner, yes, and those teachers decided to pitch the most hyper classmate and the shyest being to walk Japan together.

"Y-yeah... " Were the only words he managed to spit out, as the (H/C) haired girl kept spewing out words like a radio. Neverending... Tamaki REALLY wanted to go home.Until they came across one of those UA training bots. "Oh no..." Tamaki muttered as (Y/N) got ready to use her specialty move. "Leave it to me Tamajiki!" She said right before she jumped at the robot, clinging onto the robot like her life depended on it, but she was laughing..? What an interesting human being..."Don't worry I got it right where I want him!" She affirmed he elf eared boy before she attacked the robot and jumped off. Then she turned to Tamaki with a reckless look in her eyes that frightened the boy. "Alright, your turn!" She forcefully THREW him with the help of her quirk. Which fortunately Tamaki was able to attack the bot even while moving at the speed of light from the push.

...

By the time they beat the robots, they were both tattered up in bruises and scratches, (Y/N) didn't mind at all though. On the other hand, Amajiki was shivering a lot. The battle was probably a lot for him to handle.

"Hey, keep your head up!" (Y/N) called out with a wide grin. "At least we didn't die or gt crazily wounded." Yeah, I think that made Tamaki feel worse, as terror was practically dripping from his eyes.

As their feet crunched on dead leaves and fallen branches, a faint howling sound could be heard in the distance, and Amajiki cringed at the noise."Hey! That sounded like a wolf! Oh, how I hope I can see it! Or, maybe it's a WEREWOLF!!" And (Y/N) let out a fake growl impressioning a wolf's, and the boy slightly shrieked as he shrinked into himself, mumbling "I just want to go home" every second."Why would you want to go home?" The (H/C) haired girl spoke udderly confused. "What would Mirio do..?" Tamaki subconsciously said his thought out loud, too loud for his comfort. "Ehhh, who's Mirio?" (Y/N) asked confused, tilting her head like a comprehending puppy.

And with that, Tamaki's face was spilled with blush... Again. "You okay? Do you have a fever or something? Your face has been going red all day." The girl asked a little more calm than her other statements. But that didn't help because his face became a different, UNKNOWN shade of red as he began pulling on the rim of his hood from his hero costume.

"Just leave me alone, I just want to go home!" The indigo haired boy said louder than he's ever spoken around (Y/N), right before they heard a growl. A very very close growl.

"Oh look, a puppy! Let's tame it like Minecraft!!" (Y/N) yelled excitedly, but the 'puppy' and 'tame' statements shook Amajiki, and he loosened his grip on his hood to find that wolf. The howl from earlier. Oh no. Now he REALLY wants to go home.

...

So (Y/N) (L/N) and Tamaki Amajiki were the last ones to get back to camp. Their items in hand, but they had a dangerous amount of bruises on each of them. And they may or may not have a bite mark somewhere. Of course, Nejire was the first to run up to her friends, because that's what friends do.

"Hey hey! Amajiki! (Y/N)! You okay? I'd think you'd be here first. Wow, look at all those scratches! How'd you get so wounded??" For once, the (H/C) haired girl was humbled. Yeah, we don't speak of the wolf incident...

"D-don't a-ask..." Tamaki stuttered under his breath as he speed walked towards ANYWHERE he could just be a break and not be in danger every five seconds. Especially so he could just. be. left. alone.

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The end! Idk, if it feels unfinished, like the post and I'll make a part 2.

[mommahughes19-23]

SCF GM7 - B.M

@ryleeee.montour : Kai & Mommy are sooooo proud of you! See ya later Florida!

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daynamastro : not even playing drunk Brandon is my favorite Brandon LMAOOOOOOO!😝😝

↪ ryleeee.montour : OMG RIGHT!?!?!?!?!? Turns into my lil 4 year old in a 30 year olds body.. cutie.

gustavforsling : woah, there's literally children around!?! Put on a shirt my sexy looking guy.🥸

ryanlomberg : MHM a GOD in our presence. 🥂🤤

lundell_anton : its SO weird how much Kai looks like Brandon.....

carterverhaeghe : im genuinely more interested in babysitting your son than these amateur photos

↪ ryleeee.montour : dont be disrespectful to your best friend. Kai wouldn't appreciate the hostility you bring so no.

sbennet_93 : LOOK AT THE LIL GUY OMG

barkovsasha : I will forever miss Kai

tygagen : cutiessssssssssss, so glad I had the honor of getting to know you!!!

evanr17 : im going to need those company issued Brandon Montour #62 custom Converse back thank you.

↪ ryleeee.montour : EVAN SHUT UP!

emiliekulikova : AHHHHHH what a wild week its been!! SO glad we were able to celebrate one more time before you leave us!

caseyengleson : girl him and Carter need to just get hitched already lmaooooo

↪ ryleeee.montour : FOR FREAKING REAL DUDE ITS CRAZY

samsonreinhart : ugh this breaks my heart

vt9191 : thanks for everything yall!

marisssss : girlllllllllll not from behind! thats my worst angel!!

slorentz16 : erin and I are gonna come break in the new guest room asap

nickcousins27 : MY BEST FRIENNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

alligadjovich : OMG GIRL YOU NEEED TO TELL ME ASAP WHERE AND WHO YOU GOT THE SNEAKERS FROMMMMM!

tiiiatuomola : momma monty, love you baby girl!

nikomikk : I like ur shirt , I want it.

↪ ryleeee.montour : ok pookie .... relax

tarasenko.yana : if you dont send me pictures EVERY single bday of Kai's I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN

montour : my baby and my babbbbby. I love you both so MUCHHHH!

smillaalwin : this is the cutEST thing ever

ninaacousins : girlllllllllllll, im so sad about this omg! partying all week then just leaving ughhhh.

eetuluostarinen : are his ribs ok!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

↪ ryleeee.montour : yes... I think so.... why??

↪ eetuluostarinen : girl they look broke.

zozeleny : GIRL LOOK AT YOUUUUUUUU!

aaronekblad5 : nooooooo NOT KAIIIII!!!

christinalrodrigues : this is an outrage. how dare you just say good bye florida

emmasulonen : I will still be expecting updates on the new baby and Kai

danielaforsling : AHHHHHHHHH

kevinstenlund : gonnnnnnnna miss yall lots

jessjewell : you bETTER remind Kai who loves him the most besides mommy and daddy EVERYDAY 🫶🏻😢

jgadjovich : HES SOO BIG

erinmarklee : this breaks my heart 💔

A.N : lol, yes I have another one with matty baby coming out then I'll stop... not my fault they keep feeding us these tasty lil angles. I will only apologize for the similarity between all of the ones posted.. I just LOVE them. also..... other than Ellie bc she's barley around and has a private account, some of the wags are growing on me :)

jessjewell = Sam Reinhart

danielaforsling = Gustav Forsling

ninacousins = Nick Cousins

tarasenko.yana = Vladamir Tarasenko

alligadjovich = Jonah Gadjovich

marisssss = Ryan Lomberg

emiliekulikova = Dimitri Kulikov

daynamastro = Aaron Ekblad

tiiiatuomola = Eetu Luostarinen

emmasulonen = Niko Mikkola

tygagen = Alexander Barkov

smillaalwin = Tobias Bjornfot

zozeleny = Sam Bennett

erinmarklee = Stevie Lorentz

caseyengleson = Carter Verhaeghe

Tagged : @skylershines @noahkahansorangejuice @quinnylouhughesx43

[freakenomenon]

IDK if u have mentioned this much but i love your analysis posts and I wanted to say something that’s been on my mind. AM calling both Ted and Ellen by petnames in the game like love or sweetheart to be condescending, with Ellen it’s more obvious because she’s a woman and talking down to her when she’s clearly a strong individual who is reduced to just her gender and stereotypes a lot, or maybe offering mock affection to make her feel worse. Idk it can be interpreted however

But also the way he speaks to Ted and calls him sweetheart, I know that’s been TedAM fuel for a while but that doesn’t even make sense because AM talks to everyone like that, and I always saw it as AM mocking how Ted would speak to women, like he’s trying to emasculate him and mock how he used to flatter women like that idkk anyways. Ty for the influx of ihnmaims lately I love my two little freaks. So tired of them being reduced into closeted gay and token female because fandoms are bad at media literacy 🙏

one. THANK YOUUUUUUUU SOOO MUCH <333333 two. god you are going to regret mentioning this to me of all people i am going to be so annoying. i wish i could say AM calling ellen petnames had more depth than her being. a woman. but truly i cant say that with ANY certainty considering the other writing....choices...within the game. BUT. within my own fucking delusion. id like to think its also because ellen is constantly talking about love ( at least from teds perspective in the short story ) and the fact that its remarked several times in her psychodrama as well as in the others descriptions of her. that she isnt as experienced socially as she is with her work ethic and her studies in general. not only because of her own beliefs, but likely because of societies view on her as a black woman as well. remarking on moments in her childhood where she felt mistreated because of it. "I curl up my lip, the way I practiced in the mirror for days when I was in seventh grade, so I could tell the kids in school to go to hell when they teased me."

"What purpose could you have here other than to steal something?"

" The question stirs up a lot of bitter memories from when I was a little girl. Sometimes, I'd go into a convenience store, and the clerks would think I was a thief just because of the color of my skin. " ( side note, alongside her being pushed aside and metaphorically spat at obviously for being a little black girl. ellen also gives me the vibes of an autistic person who was never told that they had any mental conditions simply because their parents, her grandparents in this case, didn't want them to "use it as a crutch" .. but thats just me )

perhaps even growing anti-social because of this, struggling with human connection and often seeing her own emotions as illogical, getting angry at herself for wanting to cry or for rushing into things. which are just. generally very humane things to do. and implied to render others as illogical for "wasting their minds" . her character background stating "she knew in a deeply superficial intellectual way that "a mind is a terrible thing to waste," i imagine that after her being assaulted, losing her husband , and their child. alongside the trauma within her childhood, LITERALLY watching people she loved die whilst in "the ghetto" ( its still so crazy to me that they never mention this in the GAME. ) , and her incredibly flawed views on emotional status. she detatched herself from personal connection more and more. not only out of a belief that she didn't NEED it , but out of a fear of being incapable. being undesirable unless the other person wants something out of her. after losing so much because of it, rendering herself as incapable of connection. running away from it as much as she did her emotional problems. they're illogical, hysterical, why should she waste her time with them? why should she waste her time with people. but, under AM. completely powerless with nowhere to run away. all she can do is take in everything and let it consume and destroy her. even if it is something that isn't initially meant to hurt her. words of love, of care. being treasured. alongside furthering her paranoia by telling her she should be afraid of the others. being reassured, with the wrong message. being coddled and warmed by words of affection, but still with the wrong intentions, by the wrong person. and she cant run away, she cant fight, she cant redirect her attention. kill em with kindness, i suppose. or torture them. that works too. oh and ted too i guess... this post is too long for me to scream about the ,, weirder TEDAM likers who generally dont gaf about anything that makes them actually interesting and just like the haha gay stuff. i would get too mad

[eclipseslayer]

wahhh he is gross but it’s okay, i still love him

honestly though, it’s not their fault. icky!dad!toji n uncle!shiu just wanna make sure their girl is taken care of yk?

mean satosugu makes brain go brrrrrr

they’re deffo bullies. making u feel all silly and dumb and u just think ur a loser cus they’re so smart so what they say must be true :((((

making u cry n then laughing cus ur crying but u also cant help urself cus why does it make ur pussy feel like it has a heartbeat when theyre mean??? thats not normal

both of em fucking u n still being mean :((( but they’re also tellin u how pretty u r and it just confuses u more cus they’re so horrible and such bullies but then they fuck u like a princess

alternatively just big bro!sugu being a perv…but he has to keep appearances up so he’s so mean to you around his friends or around your family

but then hes sneaking into ur bedroom at night n touching u n telling u how sorry he is, how he hates making his lil sister cry but “gotta make sure no one finds out, what would mom n dad say?”

ill stop my brain is feral and depraved

ijust think that sometimes it’s neat when people are just a little bit gross and mean =^=

(I also sent the dad!toji&shiu req!! Thank you so much it was ssoooo good😭😭 ur work is just *chefs kiss* fr)

-🫐

ANON I LITERALLY LOVE YOUUUUUUUU YOUR MIND IS SO BRILLIANT IM KISSING IT!!!!!

I wrote a little something for uuuuu <3

[toomuchracket]

flatmate matty (i miss him) is so teenage dream coded like he absolutely does stare at her like a simp when she’s taking her makeup off at the end of the day or laughs at the silliest dad jokes that she cracks and just yeah i think every single lyric of that song could fit them so well 🥺

i miss him too :(( i'm imagining this song coming on when the two of you are newly-dating and out with your friends one night. you watch matty laugh with george as they stand at the bar - you're two drinks in, in the little sweet spot between sober and tipsy, and matty's never been more beautiful to you than he is now, happily bopping his head to the song as he waits for the bartender to make your vodka soda lime. at the first two lines of the song, you're reminded of the other night in the flat; you were both a little high and giggly, and you laughed so hard you couldn't get the end of your joke out, which made matty giggle uncontrollably, and then he persisted in trying to kiss all over your face after you'd just washed it (because you laughing so hard made your mascara run), repeatedly saying "my beautiful girl, let me love youuuuuuuu" and cooing at "how cute your little grumpy face is" even when you told him to fuck off. anyway, he comes back over with your drink, kissing you and tugging you onto his lap after he sits down, before holding your face in his hands and singing the chorus directly to you (in the same key and octave as katy, which makes you giggle). during the second verse, matty's like "oh we should do that when we get home" about the fort-building line, and you're like "my god you're literally obsessed with them. but yes"; he giggles, and he's like "you know, this song is actually so us, when you think about it. like, you were in all my best teenage dreams. actually, there was a really good one with a bedsheet fort in it too. we were both naked in that one lol i thought about it quite a lot. and we've actually done it, so i still think about it". you facepalm like "omg please stop we are in public", and matty laughs and pulls your hand away to look at you lovingly and tuck a bit of hair behind your ear - he's like "sorry, baby. but you really are my dream, teenage and always. and you're my reality, too, which is even better", and you can't stop yourself from kissing him. and then you're like "you know you've been in all my best dreams since we were eighteen too, yeah? used to dream about us like this, out with our best friends, you and i together. i mean i had sex dreams about you too, obv, but i liked these sweet ones the best"; matty caresses your cheek at the description of your dream, then his eyes widen at the next bit and he's like "WAIT what were we doing in your sex dreams i have to know so we can recreate", and you kiss him again and cheekily say "don't worry, i'll show you in the fort when we get home" lol. but yeah, that song is very flatmate coded <3

[nite-puff]

Found your Danganronpa OCs and I'M IN LOVE WITH THE ART FOR THEM! Assuming you haven't talked about them yet, can I hear more about Polaris by any chance?

Ah! THANK YOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!! And yes, I’ll tell you more about Polaris!

Getting it out of the way: Polaris is also the Ultimate Soldier. And yes, she’s part of a mercenary group. I know, I know, Mukuro. But she doesn’t exist in this universe, so it shouldn’t matter, we don’t have to bring it up. Okay? Okay.

She go in involved with the mercenary group young, very young. At first it was just so she would have people that would look out for her as she grew up, as her only biological family then was her uncle who joined the group. Growing up, the group sort of became her family as they traveled and helped any population of people that needed protection. It was through these experiences that she developed an inherent need to help people. But she still has to learn that not everyone can be helped with violence and can have their problems solved with just like….chatting. She’s working on it.

As she got older, she learned more about being on the battlefield and was trained to fight with weapons. With that, and all of the knowledge she learned from observing her group in action, she became a pretty skilled fighter very quickly, moving more towards the frontlines with every new mission.

Also important backstory detail! She was very close to her uncle, and he became like father figure to her. He was the main one that taught her everything she knows and he as kind of like her only tie to her life before the constant fighting and running. So she had a very hard time after he was killed during one of their missions. But she had no time to mourn in the moment because she was in the middle of something important. Maybe that experience will shape how she approaches the killing game idk!!!! Haha!!

While she may come off as very stoic and serious, she is very awkward and nervous to talk to people. She didn’t grow up around a lot of teenagers, especially other teenage girls. That and the hostile environment she’s grown accustomed to has led to her being disconnected from other people her age. She’s also just naturally shy with everyone.

But she wants to make friends! She wants to so bad! It was the main reason she accepted the invite to the academy and was okay with leaving her home and group for a little while. She even tried to research on things that people her age like these days. She’s very determined to make at least one friend!

I wonder how that goal will clash with the instant defense mode that activates in her when she finds herself in the killing game.

[fnafsbheadcanon]

Bonnie bro: "Hey there beautiful! How was school?"

*Bonnie bro twirls Cassie up into a hug, making her giggle in the process*

Cassie: "It was good dad! I even saw Gregory!"

Bonnie bro: "Aww really? That boy from your birthday? That's great! Now c'mon, I only have half an hour 'till my lunch break ends-"

*Both Cassie and Bonnie bro start to approach Bonnie bro's car*

Bonnie bro: "-and you can do your homework in Faz-Pad. I'll give you some money in case you get hungry, okay darling?"

Cassie: "Okay!"

*Unknowingly to them, a young boy in a blue striped shirt is sulking, watching them as they leave*

Gregory: "..."

Gregory: (Man, I wish for somebody to twirl me up like that too... Cassie's lucky...)

*As they continue towards Bonnie bro's car, Cassie notices Gregory, who seems to be upset*

Cassie: "Hm? Gregory?"

*Bonnie bro turns, wondering what interested his daughter enough to stop*

Cassie: "Hey dad, can I talk to Gregory real quick? It'll be just fiveeee minutes. Please?"

Bonnie bro: "I don't know. I mean, you know how my job hates it when I'm late-"

Cassie: "-Please!!! Please please please please please please plea-"

*Cassie continues to tug on Bonnie bro, not stopping until he complied*

Bonnie bro: "-Okay! Okay! You little tornado! You're all over the place!"

*Cassie gives Bonnie bro a tight hug, to the point where he almost can't breathe*

Cassie: "Thank youuuuuuuu!!!!"

*Cassie quickly runs off while Bonnie bro, who's still shaken, makes sure to keep an eye on her*

Bonnie bro: "Just be quick! I don't have forever!"

Cassie: "Will do!!!"

Bonnie bro: (Gosh! Whatever I wouldn't do for this girl...)

*Gregory continues to sulk, not hearing the rapid footsteps coming to him at an alarming rate*

Gregory: "..."

Cassie: "Gregory!!!!!!"

Gregory: "Huh!?"

*Cassie jumps on him, capturing him in the same hug that she gave to her father*

Cassie: "Hey!!! How are-... you..?"

*Cassie stops in her tracks, now noticing that Gregory was crying*

Gregory: "I- I'm fine! Really! Nothing to worry about..! Totally!! Haha... ha..."

Cassie: "No you're not! Tell me what's wrong, please."

*Gregory doesn't answer, instead nods his head over to Bonnie bro and Cassie looks back, now realizing what's going on*

Cassie: "Oh... I'm sorry Gregory! I didn't see you so I didn't realize that-"

*Gregory perks up, realizing that Cassie is blaming herself for something that clearly wasn't her fault*

Gregory: "...No."

Cassie: "I didn't mean for that to happen so I- huh?"

Gregory: "No. You didn't do anything. Stop blaming yourself for something that isn't your fault."

Cassie: "But I- You're homeless! You don't have parents! How am I supposed to not feel guilty for having that when you're standing literally right there!?"

Gregory: "..."

*Both Cassie and Gregory are quite now, unsure what to tell each other*

Cassie: "I'm sorry..."

Gregory: "You're fine... Stop taking the blame. Whatever happened to me is unfortunate, but that doesn't mean you should be guilty for having something I don't. I'm just... Unfortunate, that's all..."

*Both are still silent, until Cassie comes up with an idea*

Cassie: "Hey Gregory."

Gregory: "What?"

Cassie: "I have an idea! How about you go join me and my dad over there to the PizzaPlex? He still has his shift, so we can go while he works. We can hang out in Faz-Pad, and order some food there while we work on homework!"

Gregory: "Really!? I- You'd do that for me!? But I don't even have money and-"

Cassie: "Don't worry. It's all on me."

Gregory: "But what if your dad won't like me?"

Cassie: "Won't like you? Pfft! Now that's the part where you'd be bluffing! He has been asking me questions about you non stop!"

Gregory: "I think he's doing that because I'm technically you're first friend, seeing as you never had friends before."

Cassie: "Well, true...- But still!!! Trust me, everything will be fine."

Gregory: "If you say sooaaAAHH-"

*As Gregory says that, he gets dragged by Cassie back to where Bonnie bro is, who's still waiting*

Gregory: "GAH!! I'm gonna puke! Never do that again Cassierole!"

Cassie: "Hey! Rude!"

Gregory: "Well you deserve it!"

Bonnie bro: "There you are! And here I thought I was gonna be late for work!"

*Both Cassie and Gregory perk up as Bonnie bro speaks, startled by a third voice interruptoling their bickering*

Cassie: "Hey dad, meet Gregory. Hey Gregory, meet dad."

*Bonnie bro and Gregory shake hands, finally able to meet one another*

Gregory: "Hey Cassie's dad. It's nice to meet you."

Bonnie bro: "Hey there little man! Nice to meet you too. How are you?"

Gregory: "Thanks! And I'm... Fine. Ya."

Bonnie bro: "Well, that's good to hear. Again, nice to meet you. Cassie has been taking about you non stop!"

Gregory: "Wait, really?"

Cassie: "Daddddd!!!!"

Bonnie bro: "What?"

Cassie: "Stop it! You're embarrassing me!!!!"

Gregory: "PFFT-"

*As Bonnie bro and Gregory giggle, much to the annoyance of Cassie, Bonnie bro realizes something*

Bonnie bro: "Actually, I think you should be heading home. Your parents might start to question where you are. Welp, I'm not gonna hold you back. You're free to go. Nice meeting you."

Gregory: "I-..."

*Cassie, sensing Gregory's destress, decides to change the topic before things escalate*

Cassie: "Ermmm, actually dad? Gregory and I were wondering if he can join us to go to the PizzaPlex! Would that be okay?"

Bonnie bro: "I mean, I wouldn't mind, but what about Gregory's parents?"

*Bonnie bro then turns to Gregory*

Bonnie bro: "Have you told your parents yet? I wouldn't want them to think that anything bad happened to you."

Gregory: "Ermmm, yeah actually..! I texted them if it would be okay for me to stay with you guys and they told me that it was okay as long as you're there, AND if I manage to finish my homework! Haha.."

*Bonnie bro questions Gregory's behavior, but doesn't dwell on it for long*

Bonnie bro: "Okay. But I wouldn't want you to stay there for too long. My shifts there are kinda... Over the top. I think Cassie told you that."

Cassie: "Yeah I did."

Gregory: "Yeah she did."

Bonnie bro: "Well kid, I'll try to ask for some free time, and if you remember your address, I can take you home, okay?"

*Gregory is shocked at Bonnie bro's behavior towards him, as many adults in his life so far have been nothybut cruel to him*

Gregory: "O-okay! Thanks!"

Bonnie bro: "Alright then. I'll try to take you home by 6pm. Now let's get moving, shall we? I really don't wanna be late-"

*Both Gregory and Cassie giggle at this as they climb into the car, with Bonnie bro reminding them to put on their seat belts and double checking if the did*

Cassie: "C'mon Gregory! That'll be fun! Maybe dad will let us try out a ride that hasn't been opened yet! That'll be so exciting!"

Bonnie bro: "Hey! Hold your horses there, Cassierole! I never said anything about testing new rides!"

Cassie: "Oh c'mon! Not you too!"

Gregory: "Wait. You call her that too!? Haha!"

Bonnie bro: "Yeah. She hates when we do that, doesn't she?"

*Bonnie bro and Gregory look back at an angry Cassie, much to their amusement*

Cassie: "Okay! Okay! I get it! Can we just go now!?"

Bonnie bro: "Hehe, okay."

*As the trio arrived at the PizzaPlex, much of what was promised happened. They ate at Faz-Pad while doing homework, and much to the dismay and surprise of Gregory, Cassie did indeed pay for the food. After they were done, they chatted a bit before deciding to go to Bonnie Bowl for some fun. By the time they finished bowling, much like Bonnie bro promised, he managed to convince his boss on a 1 hour break. Enough time to drive Gregory home and back. As they were leaving Bonnie Bowl, Bonnie bro decided to get Cassie and Gregory an ice cream as a little treat. With how much care Bonnie bro gave to Gregory, Gregory wondered that maybe not all adults are like that.*

Cassie: "Well, today was fun, wasn't it? I hope that we can meet again some other day!"

Bonnie bro: "Hey little man, enjoying your ice cream?"

Gregory: "Yeah! Thanks dad..."

*Both Bonnie bro and Cassie stop in their tracks and look back, making Gregory wonder what he just said until he fully registered what had just happened*

Gregory: "WHAT-!?? I- I MEAN- NO! I DIDN'T MEAN ANY OF THAT- I-"

Cassie: "Did you just-!?"

Bonnie bro: "Hey! It's okay! It's not the end of the world!... Son..."

Gregory: "Huh!?"

*Bonnie bro giggles, finding it adorable that Gregory would think of him as his own*

Bonnie bro: "What? You think I wouldn't carry some humor? C'mon, we still need to get you home."

Cassie: "Awww!!! Gregory! That was adorable!!!"

Gregory: "No it wasn't I-"

*As Cassie gushers and Gregory continues to grumble in frustration, he grabs Bonnie bro's hand as they go through the main entrance of the Plex, with Gregory telling Bonnie bro that his house is near by Cassie's, and with Cassie 'confirming' this false statement. Gregory told Cassie to not tell her dad, to which she complied to since there was nothing she could do, and she didn't want Gregory to be stuck at a foster home, hearing horrible stories about how kids were mistreated there. So with that, Gregory was dropped off on a nearby curb, with having one thought in mind*

Gregory: (Maybe things weren't so bad after all...)

Anon this very wholesome. But I can't just laughing at Cassie's dad being Nicknames Bonnie bro and idk why.

[robo-writing]

If you are still taking requests for FFXVI stories, could I request one of Cid in Waloed with one of the ladies of the court there? ; v ; <3 You're free to characterize her as you wish, tho I am partial to him being a loveable rogue and she's much more prim and proper. QvQ Thank youuuuuuuu

Hey anon, I'm a chronic overwriter. I could've had this done within an hour, but guess what? I have no self control. I loved the idea so much that, well, I made this. Pairing: Cidolfus Telamon/Reader (female pronouns) Word count: 2.4k Rating: 18+ Warnings: fingering, cunnilingus

Cidolfus Telamon, Lord Commander of Waloed; A man far beyond your reach, and yet he still admires you from across the hall.

His eyes burn a hole into you from across the room. Dark clothes and even darker hair, he watches, a coy smile stretched across his face as you tend to your mistress’ needs. 

You want to look, but you don’t. You force your eyes forward instead. It would be inappropriate for a lady to lust after a man such as him. 

But then again, your thoughts of him are anything but appropriate.

“Your mind is far away,” your mother admonishes. “I can see it in your eyes.” You bow, mumble an apology as she walks away. You follow faithfully, and know in your heart that as you leave, his eyes follow you with every step.

“What is your name, my lady?” he asks, a rare moment where your mother is nowhere to be found.

The thought of silence crosses your mind, perhaps if you ignore these feelings, ignore him, then maybe he would no longer haunt your mind. A single look at his charming face tells you no, that he would still find a way.

You tell him your name, and he repeats it back, grins through each syllable.

“A pretty name for a pretty girl.”

Your face heats up, and you turn to watch the flowers sway in the breeze.

He chuckles softly at that. “You’re even prettier when you’re shy.”

You turn back to him, not quite sure what to say at that. “Thank you, Lord Commander.” A shake of his head, flashing you an almost boyish grin. “Only my men call me that. I would much rather you call me Cid.” Cid. It’s informal, personal. You move to argue, but a hand at your shoulder stops you.

He leans in and your eyes dart around nervously. You’re in the garden, anyone could see the two of you, if the mistress knew-

His fingers squeeze at your shoulder, and your mind is silenced. For a moment, it’s just the two of you.

His voice cuts through the silence, deep, heady. “I insist, my lady.”

You nod wordlessly, and he moves away, satisfied. “Good. I think we’ll get along just fine.”

A final pat and he leaves you to your flowers. A part of you wishes he didn’t.

When you return to your chambers and find a bouquet of flowers, the same ones from the garden, you’re quick to stash them away. When your mother returns and asks about them you lie and say a suitor sent them to her, but you know the truth.

Your feet move with a practiced ease to the sound of music.

One step, then another, co-ordinated. You move across the floor gracefully, your mistress’ instruction in the back of your mind.

Back straight, arms extended, chest forward. Keep your head high, be confident.

Hand in hand, you move in tandem with another nobleman, absentminded. It’s for formality more than anything, but it doesn’t mean it’s not important.

Back and forth, side by side. It’s stiff, formal, businesslike. He speaks, something about his fortune or his estate, you’re not quite sure. After enough Gala’s they all sound the same, and it wouldn’t matter anyway, since your mind is occupied by another. Boredom possesses your very being. A bow, and the dance is finished, the nobleman leaving to dance with one of many fair ladies in the room. You bow in turn, and sigh internally. Remember, you are a lady. Behave as how ladies should behave.

You watch him walk away, and for a while it’s peaceful. Stood by the way, you wait with the other women hoping to catch the eye of a fine gentleman. They gossip among each other, idle chatter of whatever bachelor of the day has caught their eye. You half-heartedly reply, not truly paying attention until a hushed whisper moves through the crowd, everyone looking at the entrance.

You turn, and your eyes widen.

Stood by the doorway is none other than Cid. His head on a swivel, he searches the crowd for something, the crowd slowly moving aside for him with each step. 

His verdant eyes catch your own, mischief on his face. A quick stride, the ocean of people parting for him, and he stops in front of you, watching you up and down.

You forget yourself for a moment, speaking without a thought. “You’re not supposed to be here.” “Am I not?” He smirks, adjusting his tunic. 

The motion brings your eyes to his exposed chest before you correct yourself. “I didn’t-” You pause, considering your words carefully. “Why have you graced us with your presence, Lord Commander?” He tilts his head, looks at the crowd of people that watch you two, and grins. “I came to see you.” You can hear several women gasp behind you.

“Me, sir?” You question. 

A nod of his head. “Yes, you.” “Have I offended you in some way?” “Quite the opposite, I’m afraid.” He says upbeat. Everyone is listening in at this point, and there is a visible change in atmosphere when he holds your hand between his leather-clad fingers.

Back bent, he bows before you. “May I have this dance?” Your heart stops for a moment, unable to believe anything that has happened in the last minute. You ask, meekly, “I beg your pardon, sir?” “Oh, did I say it wrong?” He looks up at you, curious. “I would very much like to share a dance.” It’s hard enough to believe, much less see. Even as his thumb rubs against your skin you have trouble believing it yourself.

“Y-Yes.” You answer, stammering before remembering your mistress’s training. “Yes, I should like to have this dance.” “Wonderful then,” He pulls you closer, whispering into your ear when your hands hold his own. “Be gentle with me now, I’m out of practice.” A wink, and your knees nearly buckle.

He moves not with practice but with confidence, unlike you, who’s been taught a routine from the day you were born. Dancing with Cid is unlike anything you’ve done. It’s as if he moves with you, not alongside you.

The crowd has fully separated for the two of you, everyone halting their own dances to watch the Lord Commander waltz with a lady-in-waiting.

They chatter away and you hear not a single word, too lost in the feeling of him. 

“We seem to be drawing quite the attention dear,” he speaks lowly.

You bite back a laugh, whispering in turn. “That tends to happen when you interrupt a formal event.”

“Interrupt?” He says confused. “I believe there has been a misunderstanding.“

A spin, and you’re pulled right back to him, far too close to be anything but intimate. His breath fans against your face, eyes falling to your lips, and back to your eyes.

“I’m not interrupting, I’m courting you.”

The words rattle in your brain. You understand what he says, but you don’t, not in the slightest. Amusement is written on his face, just as disbelief is written on yours.

“That’s—that’s impossible.”

“Is it?” He chuckles, moves your body against his own. “I’m doing it right now, I would say it’s pretty possible.”

“You’re second in command to the king!” You whisper through your teeth. “You have your choice of any woman in the land!”

“I do. And I choose you.”

The song ends, but he still holds you close. This kind of embrace is improper, but he couldn’t care less.

Slowly, he lets you go, but not before leaving you with a final message.

“I hope we can do this again.”

Your mother is a cruel woman, sharp gaze and an even sharper tongue. Word has reached her ears of what happened, and she is less than pleased.

You feel the anger before you enter the room, and when you do her brow is already furrowed.

“The Lord Commander?” She scoffs. “A mercenary, only afforded a position in the castle due to his Eikon.”

She spits venom, tongue lashing. “You would do well to ignore his advances. A nobleman is much better suited for a lady of your ranking.”

“Of course ma’am.” You nod, apologize, anything to placate her. You know she speaks the truth but a nobleman is not what you want. What you want is far more untamed than any nobleman could provide.

As punishment you are to stay in your room. This doesn’t deter Cid, if anything it only spurs him further. A flower sent to your door, then two, then a whole bouquet. A comb, modest but still decorated finely. A bracelet, with a note attached. You smile when you read the reason behind the purchase; it reminded him of your eyes.

He sends more gifts, and you deny them all. Boxes of chocolate, flowers, even a dress. That one hurt to turn away, the fabric attractive and soft against your hands, but your mothers orders were clear. 

Still, he doesn’t stop. He sends more to replace them, and when your mother isn’t looking, you chance a taste of the chocolates he’s sent you now, delighting in the sweet taste before noticing a note hidden beneath the lid.

Meet me at the castle rooftop tonight, at midnight.

You shouldn’t. But your heart tugs at the sight of it, your fingers snatch the small piece of paper before throwing the box in the trash, rubbing circles against it as you go about your day. It feels heavy in your hand, a reminder.

The sun hangs low in the sky, shades of gold and red that fall into darkness. You tug at your nightgown, slip into your shoes and leave once your mother is fast asleep.

You shouldn’t. But you do anyway.

Just as he said he would, he stands on the roof, waiting. He notices you before you speak, voice calling out in the darkness.

“You’re here.”

“I am…” you say. “How did you know I would come?”

He strokes his chin in thought. “I didn’t, the same way I didn’t know you would dance with me.”

He tilts his head, and smiles. “I tend to take gambles like this often.”

“But I denied every one of your gifts…”

“You did, but a gift means nothing.”

He walks towards you and you don’t move. “You danced with this old sack of bones, and that means more to me than any gift.”

“Unless you mean to reject me in person,” he sighs dramatically, hand over his heart in a pious gesture. “Then you’d really break this old man's heart.”

He says it with a smile, but there’s still a lingering emotion in his eyes. Doubt?

It’s gone the moment you shake your head. “My mother does not want us to be together.”

“And what do you want?”

The question throws you for a loop, eyebrows raising. “No one’s ever bothered to ask.”

“That’s a damn shame now, isn’t it?” He clicks his tongue. “But that’s what I’m here for.”

He repeats himself, his hand reaching to hold your face. “What do you want, my lady?”

A bird in a gilded cage, and the man offering her freedom. He makes you feel seen, for the first time in your life. 

You nod, wordless, the smell of tobacco and leather overtaking your senses. “I want you.”

His eyes light up, and he meets you in a scalding kiss, cradling your head between his hands. 

He sneaks into your room when no one notices, hushes your protests with a press of his lips.

“What if the guards catch you?” you sigh. He laughs at the notion, moves you with him as he caresses you. “Then we’ll have to give them a show, won't we?” “Cid!” 

He expects the swat to his chest, but it doesn’t make his statement any less true. He could not give a damn if he was caught, because any punishment is worth seeing you.

The bed sinks with your combined weight, his legs straddling your own. You bite your lip at the view, his eyes darkening as they pass over your form.

“You haven’t been waiting too long, have you?”

He’s teasing you, and you know it. You don’t need to answer, he can see how desperate you are, he just wants to hear you say it.

“You’re incorrigible,” you whisper. 

Your skirt is hiked up, exposing your underwear. Without warning his fingers trace against your clothes heat, a wicked look on his face as his fingertips find your wetness staining the fabric.

“Evidently, you love it.” he muses, your hips rising as he rubs circles against your pussy. Slow, sensual, he makes no move to give you more.

He looks at you, waiting. “Come now, don’t be shy.”

It’s embarrassing how quickly he can take control over you, and how easily you let him. 

A low whine, your hand holding his wrist. “Please.” His fingers press harder, but it’s not enough. “I don’t know darling, you’re not very convincing.” A sharp intake of air, and then you moan for him. “Please, Cid.” In a flash your underwear is pulled down your legs, a single finger entering you as you gasp. 

He visibly shudders at the sigh, kissing you as his finger moves inside you. Your lips part for him gratefully, his tongue moving against your own.

There’s a faint squelch, the sound of your wetness as he pumps in and out. He adds another finger and you moan into his mouth. 

Faster and faster, they move inside you. Your hands hold onto his jacket, closing your eyes and surrendering yourself to his deft fingers. When he finds that spongy part you cry out, bring your hand to your mouth as he watches your juices run down his hand.

“Keep going, that’s it,” He murmurs into your neck, kissing the expanse of skin offered. “I’ve got you.”

He doesn’t stop, not until he’s certain he’s wrung out every drop of pleasure from your body. His thumb meets your clit and you keen for him, his name leaving your lips helplessly.

You look so sweet, so depraved for him. Anyone would have a hard time believing you were a noblewoman, not with the way you beg for him, tears rimming your eyes. You tremble against his hand as you come and the image nearly drives him mad.

He pulls his fingers free, spreads your cunt with two fingers and watches mesmerized as the mess you’ve made. So tantalizing, a single finger gathering your essence. 

He decides then and there that he can’t help himself, lowering himself to press a sloppy kiss against your cunt. You plead for him, a moment of reprieve, but he just can’t stop himself.

“One more time darling,” he grunts between your legs, holding them down in a strong grip. “One more time, promise—”

In a way, he got his wish. This is a dance, just not the kind you perform in front of others.

[clearancecreedwatersurvival]

I watched WOT because of you!! Show fan only although I adore all your meta posts. I really am enjoying it a lot and hope Brando doesn’t get to touch scripts (his complaints about the finale worried me) because I love how it is written and the focus on all of the kids/characters vs hearing my (male) acquaintances talk about “the big three” as just the dudes. But anyway. I am having a great time thank youuuuuuuu for the nudge!!!!!

YES YES YES YES YES WE GOT ANOTHER ONE LADS!!!!

This makes me so happy I’m so glad you enjoyed it ❤️❤️❤️

I know for a fact that some people straight up read those books by skipping all the pov chapters of the women which contributes to how we end up with so many book fans who only care about the ta’veren boys. Jokes on them! You can’t just skip all the girls’ scenes and have it make sense!!!

If Brandon Sanderson keeps talking shit about the show I’m gonna burn his house down be so annoyed about it. I have always disliked the choices he made finishing the books, idk why he thinks his opinion on the show is important. If you don’t want your name associated with it then stop being a producer Brandon!!!!!

Anyway again very glad to hear this, if you wanna talk about what you enjoyed in the show or know anything specific from the books or that the show didn’t explain fully yet hmu (and i will try to remember I haven’t reread them since 2014).

Adding another mental tally to my list of mutuals I’ve persuaded to wotch wot 😎

[whiteeagle29]

Some sketches 'cause I got bored in class. :>

[BATIM OC/Self-insert]

The Wandering Soul.

A strange soul floating around the studio, no one know or have ever met her in any circle before. Perhaps this is something new that can help Henry to break this loop?

She call herself Wander.

She appeared in chapter 2, when Henry got his concious back after walked in to the circle. He stood up and looked around just to saw this ghost girl floating and staring at him. Henry almost got a heart attack back then. Wander apologized and asked if she can go with the old man. She said that he is the only person she find familiar with, perhaps Henry can help her to remember who she was. Henry had no other choices but agree with her. Wander then escorted Henry to find the exit throughout the story.

About something else:

She can float and walk through object, wall,... just like a ghost. She also can enter Henry's body and take control of it, if she want.

She also help Henry to avoid Ink Demon or give him warning before Ink appear.

Wander have beef with Ink, she wants to punch him in the face whenever they encouter. Ink also doesn't like her because she always stay close to Henry and he can't "suprise" Henry anymore.

She also have some love-hate feeling with Alice.

She thinks Allison and Tom are pretty cool. "Aww, they looked like a married couple."

She calls Sammy a simp, or cult leader.

"Ohoho, who is a good boi? Who is a good boy? It's you Boris, It's youuuuuuuu." A lot of head pat for Boris.

Wander is Vietnamese, sometimes she gets angry and curses in her own language. No one know what it means but they know it's bad.

Her favourite weapon is the axe.

P/s: I don't ship her with Ink, I just enjoy those two cursing and fight the other.