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graduation [octazinelle: high tide fic submission]

in the few months they have before getting ready to leave for internship, floyd and jade go through the turbulence that future uncertainties bring: where will they go, what will they do, but most importantly... what will happen to their relationship with azul?

ft. floyd leech, jade leech, and azul ashengrotto

╰┈➤ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: hello hello!! i participated in a zine titled octazinelle: high tide! you can find the full zine through here~ this was a very fun project and i'm so excited to post the fic i wrote for you guys ^^ i really care about this fic so much, so there will be additional notes that i will leave somewhere :3c don't worry, they won't be hard to find fufufu

“Floyd Leech.”

Said student is just climbing down the steps of the lecture room when he hears his name being called in an austere manner. Any remaining students in the classroom cast Floyd that ‘oh boy’ look as they leave the room. Floyd looks to the teacher’s table where Professor Trein stares at him sternly. He returns the stare with a miffed look, but he approaches the professor nonetheless.

“This is the second time this week that I have caught you sleeping in my class,” Trein rebukes. “This may be your last semester in Night Raven College before you go on your internship, but that doesn’t mean that you can be negligent in my class.”

“Uh huh.”

“Don’t give me that attitude, Leech. I do not want to give any penalties so late into the semester, but if I catch you sleeping one more time, I will. Do I make myself clear, Leech?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You may now go.”

Floyd steps out of the classroom with the same expression as he wore when getting called out. Damn Professor Red Squid, if you don’t wanna give detention, then just don’t, he thinks to himself. Meh, oh well. I don’t feel hungry at all, should I even go to the canteen? But where do I even wanna go? Everywhere’s so noisy.

He walks for a bit, hands in his pockets.

Ah wait.

There’s the supplies arriving today for Mostro Lounge.

Floyd barely notices his frown growing ever so slightly deeper, but students walking along the same path as him instinctively step aside. Nobody in their right mind would dare interrupt a disgruntled Leech twin.

I’m not going to help out with those. Azul can suffer with those all he wants.

“Floyd! There you are!”

Floyd stops in his tracks. He does not look at the classmate who briskly walks up to him, but he already feels the annoyance rushing to his head.

“Floyd, we got a paper due in two days,” the classmate yells. “We just need your part, and we'll be done! When are you gonna send it in the gc?”

“Go away.”

“Hah? Don’t give me that!” The groupmate’s voice raises in anger. “We have a literal group paper to submit, and we just need your part so that we can submit it earlier!”

Floyd faces him finally, but this time, his eyes are dilated, teeth are displayed, and brows are furrowed. An all-too familiar menacing expression. “I said go away.”

“Eep!” The classmate takes a step back, expression immediately shifting to fear for his life. “O-ok ok! Just- just submit before the 11:59 deadline in two days! That’s all I needed to say, ok!”

And right after, the student runs away.

Floyd huffs. He has now made up his mind on where to go.

Jade is wiping the sweat off of his face in the locker rooms when one of his Octavinelle classmates approaches him. “Hey, Azul’s calling for you,” he says. “He’s by the gates right now.”

“Oh?” Jade looks up in confusion. “I thought Floyd was supposed to be with him right now.”

“Well, he’s not there now,” the classmate replies while scratching his head. “They need more backup and Azul’s calling for you.”

“Ah, I see.” He smiles. “I shall be there, then.”

The classmate leaves the locker rooms, leaving Jade all by himself. The rest of the class has already left, eager for lunch.

Jade slows down in cleaning himself up.

Azul’s name brings back a rip that’s been tearing at his heart. It burns in the way that electricity probably burns, maybe to a lesser degree: his body stops working the way it usually does, and his chest still reels from a shock of pain. It’s not physical by any means, though by the Sea Witch, he wishes it was. It would have been so much easier to deal with. He’d be shipped to the best hospital, all bills easily paid for, and he’d be recovering well back in Octavinelle. Or if he dies, then that is that. No more pain to feel.

No, it’s a harder kind of pain. It’s the kind of pain that makes him want to tear flesh and bone with teeth and claws, the kind of hurt that urges him to destroy a ship, the kind of ache that makes him want to burn his already burning eyes. It’s the kind of pain that won’t go away even if he does all three.

Jade breathes in. Hold it. Breathe out. Breathe in. Hold. Breathe out. Breathe in… breathe out…

He cannot afford to lose himself now, whether by wrath or by tears.

He packs his bags, changes back to his uniform, and leaves the lockers. His light footsteps are overshadowed by the sounds of enthusiastic jogs to the cafeteria in the corridors. Jade takes a moment to breathe in the afternoon sunny air, letting out a bit more of his worries out of his lungs before he walks down the stairs and through Main Street.

And soon, he finds himself nearing the tall gates of the school, where a group of students are gathered around large boxes.

It annoys Jade that the gleam of silver hair stirs mixed emotions. On one hand, his troubles are dashed completely from seeing the very person he keeps close. On the other hand, it is the same person who’s making him go through hell.

He swiftly shifts his focus to the situation in front of him. Some of the other boxes should have been on the way to the Mostro Lounge by this time, yet there are still several of them that the other Octavinelle students have to carry. It isn’t surprising—after all, they decided to upgrade a few things, in preparation for the next dorm leader. Supplies that a simple run to Sam’s shop won’t cover, no matter how much he claims to have it all in stock.

“Be extra careful with that. That tableware costs us quite a fortune.” Standing by the boxes with a clipboard resting on his arm, Azul watches his dorm mates as he writes notes on the clipboard. He has his dorm leader facade on, serious and stern, but even from a distance, Jade can see his slightly nervous gaze towards the supplies.

As another pair leaves with a heavy box, Azul looks at them before his eyes fall on him. “Jade, good you made it on time.”

“Hello, Azul,” Jade greets. “I thought that Floyd was supposed to help with the supplies.”

“Well, he’s not here now,” Azul answers, frowning from annoyance. “I was wondering if you had any idea as to where he is right now.”

“I don’t. His history class should have ended 10 minutes ago.”

“Hmph, nevermind. We need to get all of this into the lounge.” He gestures to the boxes. “All the boxes are complete, and we’ll do a final count of all the supplies once everything has been moved there.”

“I see.” Jade nods. “Will you need me to assist you?”

“No, you may enjoy your lunch break after helping us move these boxes,” Azul answers. “I’ll be making my next successor do that. It’s a part of his learning, after all.”

“Ah. I see.”

It annoys him to feel that same shock of hurt returning to his chest.

A bemused look crosses Azul’s face. “Does that offend you,” he teases. “I never took you for one to be tilted by that.”

Jade blinks. “Why Azul, whatever makes you think I’d be offended over that?” He smiles, with a bit more effort than he’s used to. “You must be imagining things from how little rest you have in passing on your position to the little siren.”

“You exaggerate.” He keeps his clipboard and pen into his bag. “We need to move. Jade, carry that box over there.” He points to one of the smaller boxes, marked with the word FRAGILE, and picks up another box.

And wordlessly, Jade follows, carrying a box that must contain brand new tea sets. New tea sets that remind him that a new dorm leader and manager of the Mostro Lounge will take over.

That his term and Azul’s will end because they’ll move up to 4th year and go their separate ways.

Jade resists the urge to break them. He’ll carry these then find Floyd.

Back at home, the schools of fish would band together, staying close until Floyd swam past them, splitting their perfect formation. Together, apart. Together, apart.

Together. Apart.

Separation was not new to Floyd at all. In an “eat or be eaten” world, fish and merfolk alike live with the thought that the people closest to them may be gone the next day. Floyd has hunted before, has fought before. He’s even the one who said goodbye to his parents when leaving for Night Raven College.

But he said goodbye with the promise of seeing them again after school is done.

He stares down at the river that runs below the bridge. This spot is rarely ever frequented by students at lunchtime, if only because everyone else is either eating in the canteen, having meetings, or just being with friends, and the bridge is on the other path away from the Hall of Mirrors. Besides Octavinelle, it feels the closest to home on this campus: here, he can watch the current flow, and the fish that live below its clean stream.

Home, huh? Floyd wonders if home will still feel like home once he returns from Night Raven College.

It will be the same dark passageways and bioluminescent lights, the same faces but all grown up. Except that he isn’t a child that can pick fights with anyone and nab their scales as a prize, he is to be stuck with running the family business of making deals, expanding connections, beating up people who betray their trust. Pretty much like what he already does with Azul now.

Except that the boss that would stand with him and Jade is not Azul at all.

The fish in the river swim with no obstacle in their path. They may split apart to avoid the occasional rock, but they would be together again. Together, apart. Together. In the small space that they share, there is no vast ocean that opens up new paths for them to split ways. Not until they swim down the cliff and into the open sea.

Floyd has never envied river dwellers until now.

Jade walks behind Azul going to Mostro Lounge. It’s something of a routine that started in Night Raven College. When Azul walks, he and Floyd follow him from behind. He doesn’t remember how or when it started. Probably started to make Azul’s image look powerful: he is in the front, wearing a coat that imposes authority, and Jade and Floyd standing at the back makes him look almost impossible to touch.

Regardless of the hows or the whys, it’s a position that has always given him comfort. From behind, Jade can watch Azul. He can see if Azul is pleased with something by the bounce in his step, or if he’s pissed by the clack of his heels. And from the front, Azul can’t read Jade since he’s always looking forward, and that lets Jade startle him with a random brutal teasing remark.

Right now, though, he wishes to not look at Azul.

Azul appears to be beaming, and Jade knows exactly why. He’s found the perfect successor for not only leadership of Octavinelle but also manager for his prized restaurant. He’s gotten accepted in all the places he applied for his internship.

He’s gotten accepted already into the university that he aims to go to.

Jade vividly remembers the way Azul grinned from ear to ear when he received the email. He remembers the audible, “Yes! Yes, I got in!” that almost sounded teary-eyed. He remembers Floyd saying that they should celebrate over some drinks. He remembers smiling to the best of his abilities while saying congratulations for being accepted.

That was two weeks ago. He’s said many fake things in his life, and he would never say sorry for them. But until now, the heartless congratulations weighs heavily in his conscience.

It’s simple, really: Azul has been working hard all his life to achieve his dreams. And Jade was there to witness the journey, from the ideas to the headaches to the defeats to the victories. It’s a huge milestone for Azul to get to stay on land and study in a place where he feels he will thrive. So it’s unfair really, to not be able to celebrate such an achievement happily.

And yet, Jade can’t bring himself to.

Their relationship started as something transactional. Tweels keep his secrets, Azul lets them in his plans. Tweels support him, Azul entertains them. And if Azul fails to entertain, then they will drop him like plastic to the chute. There and done. That’s supposed to be their relationship.

So why then does it hurt to hear that Azul got accepted? Why does it hurt to think about how in a few months, he won’t see Azul as much as the present? Why does it hurt to think about the uncertainty of when they will see each other again?

“Jade, you can put down the box over there.”

Jade blinks. He’s at Mostro Lounge. Has he been so deep in thought that he didn’t realize when he arrived?

Schooling his expression, he puts down the box on the counter that Azul gestures to, unaware of the concerned expression on Azul’s face.

Floyd doesn’t know when he started staring into nothingness to gaze at memories, but he’s now seeing the stone stage from middle school, where his younger self is playing drums to his brother’s bass and someone’s piano.

He remembers, he was getting irritated with the piano melody, and at the time he couldn’t pinpoint why, except that it lacked something. Now that he thinks about it, it’s because that pianist’s playing had no life. No vigor, no passion, just technique that wouldn’t get anyone dancing. “Next,” he had said and stopped playing. The pianist was protesting. Floyd forgot what he said, just that he protested that he wasn’t done playing, but he didn’t care enough to hear about it.

“Everyone sucks, Jade,” he threw his sticks to the ground. “No one’s good enough to be part of our band. Let’s just go.” And he and Jade—who was bigger than him at the time—left the small auditorium of their school. And it’s a blur, Floyd doesn’t remember why he and Jade didn’t go home right away, but he remembers very well the syncopated melodies coming from the piano they forgot to close.

And he remembers the gasp he made, the way his heart was stirred from how alive the music sounded.

And he remembers how quickly he swam back inside to see who’s playing, and his wide-eyed gaze when he spotted the familiar octopus.

“Hey hey, that was so cool,” he said to the flustered Azul. “Play some more, play some more!”

“Huh? No way, I have to go soon!”

But he didn’t let him go. He insisted he play the piano as he picked up his sticks and played a beat. “Come on, just one song! Then you can go!”

And he started his beat. And when it was just him for a long moment, Floyd had wondered if Azul left. But the sound of an E minor reached his ears, and the next moment, Azul’s playing was matching to the beat of the drums. And his music had heart. It had spirit, it had technique, it had passion.

And the best part? Azul matched his rhythm when nobody else did.

“I knew I’d find you here, Floyd.”

Eyes turning away from his reflection in the water, Floyd looks up to the face that he’s known since birth. Jade, impeccably presentable despite having PE class earlier, walks towards Floyd, leaning on the railing of the bridge he stands on. But he does not go near him.

“What do you want,” Floyd asks.

“We had a new batch of supplies arrive at the Lounge today,” Jade answers. “You were supposed to help out with the unpacking.”

He only answers with a curt hum before turning back to the water below.

He hears a sigh. And footsteps approaching.

“You’re thinking about last last week, aren’t you?”

Floyd turns again to Jade. He’s by the bridge railing now, same side as him, but he continues to keep a respectable distance. Jade doesn’t look at him directly either, his gaze directed at the horizon ahead of them.

He’s thinking about it too.

“Yeah, you could say that,” he answers. “It’s just, really ass, y’know?”

Floyd believes that in spite of their identical genetics, they are two people with different identities, dreams, and beliefs. And don’t get him wrong, it is a lot better that way to have individuality. But deep down, there is a comfort knowing that Jade probably feels the same feeling that leaves Floyd dizzy with frustration, that binds his chest with a mix of anger and sadness. And Sea Witch knows, Floyd needs that comfort now.

“‘Ass’, you say,” Jade repeats. “Tell me about it.”

A beat of silence passes between them.

“It’s just that. It takes half a fish brain to know that Azul’s got grand plans after graduation. Get into the best business school, build his own corporation, build another company, and a third company. And I’ve known this for Sea Witch knows how long, and it was all fine, I didn’t care that much, but then…”

“...But then the letter came in.” Jade fills in.

“Yeah,” Floyd emphatically answers. “That damned acceptance letter from whosit business university came in. Like, I don’t know why, but it just made everything feel… real. That Azul’s really gonna go somewhere else. And I hate that it’s been hitting me like this for the last two weeks. I can’t focus well, I’m pissed off, Trein’s told me off about sleeping. It’s so ass.”

The silent air between the twins weighs heavier. Floyd’s eyes briefly look at the fish in the river again—the damned fish that he wants to throw a rock at so they separate too—before he turns to Jade. “How ‘bout you? Was it also the letter?”

Jade doesn’t answer right away. Floyd understands; in moments like these, Jade hesitates to speak his mind, even to him. It’s part of their nature to be cowardly, after all, just that Jade exhibits it more between the two of them.

“... Somehow, yes, but if I were to think about it… it’s actually been a while now,” he finally answers.

“Eh? Really?”

“I knew down the line that there would be farewells to be made,” Jade says. “Like you said, Azul has already made plans for himself, and he invests in those plans, years in advance. But there’s always that part of me that wonders… if there’s space for us in those plans.”

Floyd finds himself inhaling sharply at those words.

“I see his goals coming to fruition, and it pains me to say that I can’t even properly support him. The letter, the new supplies, the little siren he’s going to appoint… they’re all reminders that it will all change.” Jade smiles, but in pain. “Azul won’t be the dorm leader, I won’t be the vice leader, and we won’t do the things we used to do. And we won’t see each other until perhaps the next VDC. And when we graduate… would he call an end to our agreements? Would we grow so busy that we become strangers again? We would always say that our relationship is merely transactional and that we would leave him if we get bored, but…”

Jade stops, and the air weighs even heavier. Floyd feels taken back to the first day on land, when breathing with lungs felt heavy and difficult.

Suddenly, Jade laughs. “What clownfish have we become?”

Floyd too joins his twin in mirth. “Can’t help it, Azul makes me feel understood.”

He raises a brow. “Is it gonna be about the first time you played together with him?”

“I mean, it’s how it started,” he answers. He doesn’t realize the small smile that settles on his face as he remembers once more. “Like, back then, everyone just kinda avoided, y’know? And that’s fine, at least, I thought it was. ‘Twas fun and all to be intimidating. But no matter what I’d do, Azul always matches me. He knows exactly what to play to my rhythm. And even in how we work, he knows what’s the stuff I’d like to do or the stuff I’d do well in. It just feels nice.”

It feels too nice.

Too nice that if it disappears, it will leave his heart bound tightly by melancholy.

“…Hey, I can’t be the only sappy one here.” Floyd eyes Jade. “C’mon Jade, share too what’s made you appreciate Azul.”

“I already shared a lot earlier,” Jade says defensively.

“Heyyy, be fair at least. I know you have your own thing.”

“What else is there to say? You already said everything.”

“Liar. I know how you started reading your books more after meeting him.”

“So? Those were lessons that we had to learn as well.”

“Uh huh sure. Then explain why you’ve only gotten better in everything you do after meeting Azul.”

Jade glares at him.

Floyd grins in response. “Gotcha.”

A beat of silence, then Jade sighs. “If he makes you feel understood, then he makes me feel capable.”

“How so?”

“One reason.” He puts up one free hand, with one finger up. “He’s demanding.”

Floyd chuckles. “That’s an understatement.”

“You’re right.” Jade grins, teeth flashing. “He’s exigent. Making us run around the school to do 5 things at once, on top of schoolwork. Even before NRC, he was just like that. I assumed he was insane. Until now, I still think he’s insane.”

“You say that, but you don’t look like you’re complaining at all.”

“Because thanks to that, I wasn’t pretending to be good at something anymore.” His next smile is closed. Softer. “I went from barely comprehending a textbook and barely lifting a seashell with my magic to understanding contract language and unlocking my unique ability. He made me do things, and I planned to just make someone else do it and pretend it was me.”

“Ohhh.” Floyd’s eyes widened with remembrance. “And then he caught you.”

“Yes.” Jade shakes his head at the thought. “And I was expecting him to laugh at me, but he didn’t. All he did was sigh and teach me. Magic, studies, law, something about the way he taught those things clicked something in me. And even the things that he didn’t teach but always talked about, like culinary and how people behave, I was able to absorb things and got better. Dare I say,” a smirk forms on his face, “I’m better than Azul in some things.”

“Like flight class.” Floyd grins.

“Like flight class,” Jade repeats smugly.

And they stop talking. Jade turns his gaze to the distant horizon, looking at something farther than the blue of the sky. Meanwhile, Floyd glances back at the river. He understands that Jade is done talking personal. But it’s fine for him. He can almost hear the unspoken thoughts. Once Azul leaves, who’s going to be the pianist in their little band that makes their every day exciting? Once Azul leaves, who’s going to tell them that they can do it?

Once Azul leaves, who’s going to understand them?

“So this is where you two are.”

Simultaneously, Floyd and Jade whip their heads around. Floyd swears his heart almost leapt to his chest when he saw those familiar blue eyes.

One hand in his pocket, Azul stands on the threshold of the bridge. He and Jade fully turn around as he walks towards them until he’s directly in front of both of them.

“Hello, Azul,” Jade greets, like the conversation a while ago never happened. “How was teaching your next successor what he has to do?”

“Went well,” he answers. “His prior experiences already reassure me, but he’s also demonstrated that he knows what he’s doing. Currently, he and our other dorm mates are taking care of the supplies.”

“Weird that you’re not being so strict, considering how much you value your restaurant,” Floyd comments. “You’re not even gonna be there to make sure nothing’s going wrong?”

“I trust that things are going well with my new successor in charge. I’ve taught him very well enough,” Azul says. “But more importantly… I have matters to discuss with the both of you.”

He turns his head to look at Jade. “Jade, you’ve been out of focus lately. Just a while ago, when you were bringing the box of teacups to the lounge, you were so deep in thought, you didn’t look like you were aware of where you were going. And even during work hours, you haven’t been as sharp as you usually are. A few professors have commented on your slouched posture as well.”

Jade’s eyes widen in surprise.

“And Floyd.” Azul turns to look at Floyd. “Professors have reported to me that you’ve either been asleep during lectures or interrupting class with an outburst. You’ve also been moodier than usual, and it shows in your cooking and your behavior. I’ve heard a few students rant about you in group projects.”

Floyd briefly remembers the group mate that approached him earlier.

“So what are you getting at exactly, Azul,” Jade asks. “Even we have our off days as well.”

Azul casts him a pointed look. “Off days for two weeks straight.”

He receives no quip in reply.

He crosses his arms. “Jade, Floyd.” His neutral serious tone changes. It quivers slightly. He’s worried. “I know you two well enough that there’s something going on. Is there something that happened?”

Floyd looks away. Jade does as well.

Floyd hates the concern in his tone. It makes him want to break. It makes him want to be upfront about his feelings and how it’s been bothering him.

But how can someone like him really tell someone like Azul that you’re afraid to lose him somehow? How can he retract all the times he said that their relationship is all transaction and no emotional connection? How do you even start bearing something so vulnerable?

They must be the same questions that Jade is grappling with now. Jade, who’s usually good at worming his way out of any conversation, has nothing to say to leave this topic.

Azul sighs, breaking the long silence. “Is this something that has to do with me?”

The twins stiffen.

Floyd can feel Azul’s gaze towards him.

A tense moment passes.

“... I had a feeling.”

He finally looks at him but in confusion. Jade is also facing him with wide eyes.

Azul exhales through his nose. “You don’t have to tell me anything about what you’re feeling right now. If at all.” He turns around, preparing to leave. His head is bowed down, not letting either twin see his expression. “But I just want to let you know, I’m always here if you need me. Not just for this, but for anything, even if in the future.”

Floyd’s breath hitches.

“Do you… really mean that?” Jade asks, almost meekly.

Azul looks at Jade in puzzlement. “Why wouldn’t I? You two have been with me for all these years, even in my weakest hours. It’s not like I’m going to leave you even after we graduate.”

“Really,” Floyd asks. “Even when you get really busy with university and we’re running our family business?”

“Well, I won’t deny that we will be busy,” he answers. “But I’m not letting go of you two just because of that. You know me too well, after all. And you’ve supported me all these years, it would be embarrassing to leave that unpaid.”

“You mean that?”

“Have I ever broken a promise? If you want, I can even put that on a contract and have you sign it.”

In one single breath, the binding sadness and worry that tightened Floyd’s chest leaves.

Without thinking, he moves towards Azul and wraps his arms around his slim frame. He ignores the surprised gasp as he buries his face on his shoulder. His breathing feels lighter than it has ever been the past two weeks.

He feels Jade joining in, hugging Azul from the other side and burying his face on the other shoulder. His breathing sounds even to any person, but to Floyd, he can hear a slight quiver, like Jade is trying to hold back tears.

“Is… is this what it’s been all about, all this time,” Azul finally asks. His hands move to pat their heads, a motion that always comforted the twins. “You two are strange for worrying about this type of thing.”

Despite his words, Floyd can hear the smile in Azul’s voice.

#twisted wonderland #twst #floyd leech #jade leech #azul ashengrotto #twst fic

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kaylinlmfao · 2 years ago

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i NEED a smut from ethan where: sub! Reader x dom! Ethan and you and ethan are "enemies" who have a horny whore for the other (but would never admit it) and you say in a conversation with your friends (where he is obviously) that you have no chance of ethan being a dom, however, he proves you to the contrary

the promise

type(s) of piece: imagine, drabble, oneshot, series

type(s) of writing: smut, fluff, angst, dark, suggestive

warning(s): rough smut, hate fucking, sub space, orgasm control, overstimulation, edging, ownership kink, dom ethan being a cocky tease, choking, slapping, just really dirty and nasty in general, degradation, tummy bulge, ethan is super experienced like a fuckboy, oral (ethan and reader receiving) use of a vibrator, and lastly, HUGE PRAISE KINK

pairing(s): dom!ethan landry x sub!reader

A/N: I love this so much, eep! I am slowly working on requests for ethan so that's been fun., I have lots of things in the works. and just something I kinda wanna do, I watched the prequel star wars movies with my sister so if anyone wants some yandere anakin skywalker (😵) request and let me know!

on a more serious note, something I need to tell y'all. I have been getting a lot of hate recently about writing smut for the sturniolo triplets. I deeply apologize because I only just joined their fandom. I didn't know they specifically asked not to have smut written about them until a super sweet anon, thank you anon, told me. the one nsfw post I did post of them, the anon just said they said they felt weird about it. I didn't know and I apologize for that. so, I will no longer be accepting smut requests and the posts of smut for the sturniolo's will be deleted. thank you to the few kind people who commented on a couple posts and the anons that told me, NICELY. but honestly the amount of mean things that were submitted, telling me to kill myself, etc, is terrible. thanks again to the people who kindly let me know and to the ones who were rude about it, I blocked all of them. thanks and enjoy! (this was not proofread obviously)

2k+ words (I went overboard again)

you let out a loud laugh at ethan's words. "am I gonna die a virgin?" he asks, looking concerned. "you're a virgin? predictable actually. you seem like a virgin." you say, smirking as you stand up to go talk to a couple other friends. "hey, what's that supposed to mean?!" "context clues ethan. use your little brain and try to figure it out. let me know when you do, hm?" you purposely sway your hips a bit more than usual, knowing he was looking at you. ethan hated you. the day he met you, he was super sweet and kind. when you saw him again later, he started giving you the cold shoulder. and if he wanted to be an asshole, you could do it too.

"get this. kitten over there is a virgin." you say to your roommates, hailee and aubrey. "ethan landry? a virgin? no way." hailee said, looking at you unbelievably. "yeah, he isn't a virgin. bet he's a dom." you look at aubrey is disbelief and then glance at ethan, who you see standing up. you turn back before you see where he's going but you say loudly. "ethan landry. a dom? no fucking way. he's such a sub. would probably cry if you even started degrading him. he'd cum as soon as you touch him. poor baby."

"who you talking about, princess?" "oh just some immature child that I know." you could see he overheard almost everything you said about him being a sub, but what was he gonna do? and, provoking him is your favorite game. "hm." he nods, staring directly into your eyes. you weren't breaking the eye contact and it looked like he wasn't gonna either. finally, you start blushing from the intense stare he was giving you and the sexual tension that was sparking between the two of you so you look down at your hands in your lap. "that's what I thought" "what's that supposed to mean?!" "context clues, gorgeous. use your little brain and try to figure it out. let me know when you do, hm?" he says, mocking you and your words earlier.

now, you were really flushed. he was still looking at you like a piece of meat he wanted to devour, the nicknames he was calling you was causing you to clench your thighs just to relieve some of the wetness from in between them, and his mocking you made you drift more into subspace then you'd ever admit. but, you don't back down from a challenge. "hm? maybe it means that you think you win. but guess what?" you challenge him, standing up. which was a bad idea because he's 6'1 and makes him even more intimidating. "what's that, sweetheart?" he humors you with a smirk. "I always win. and take that stupid smirk off your face or I'll smack it off."

he chuckles as he leans towards your ear. goosebumps break out over your skin at his touch as he whispers. "and I'll be smirking just like this when you're so fucking cockdrunk on my dick the only thing you'll be able to scream is my name" he laughs at the look on your face as he walks away. oh that little shit.

asshole

hi there princess. you ready for me to keep good on my promise?

when you see that notification on your phone, you almost pass out. you thought he was kidding! you guys make jokes like that all the time. well maybe not that bold but still! but the sexual tension between the two of you, according to everyone that you both know, is insane. luckily, he's in a class right now. thank goodness, you aren't. you're laying on your bed and the best idea you've had all day came threw your window and straight into your head. you quickly stripped your clothes off and walked to your closet and found your sexiest lingerie set you own and you slip it on. you quickly walk over to your drawer and pull out the vibrator you have in there, just for fun.

you check the time and see he still has 20 more minutes in his class until he's done. perfect. you set your phone up on the headboard and lay on your back on the bed. hailee and aubrey are out at a party luckily. you rush to press the record button feeling the slick between your thighs start to run down between them. you slowly slip your fingers inside of your wet pussy, moaning and whimpering. then you switch the vibrator on and press it gently on your clit, crying out softly. all the thoughts in your head are of ethan. ethan teasing you, ethan mocking you, ethan and his stupid nicknames, ethan shirtless, oh god. you near closer and closer to the edge and right as your about to coat your fingers in your slick, you add the finishing touch. "oh chad. fuck so good. please!" you moan out, cumming and ending the video after you finish riding out your high.

you send it to him quickly and laugh because he still has about 15 minutes of class to sit through. he wants to embarrass you in front of your friends then he can suffer through a boner for the next 15 minutes. maybe then that'll show him he doesn't have the control. he doesn't win. 10 minutes after you clean up and layed on the bed, still in the lingerie just in case but now with clothes over it so if your roommates come home early they won't see anything.

asshole

holy fuck. I fucking hate you, y/n

you

does it hurt, kitten? does your rock hard cock hurt?

asshole

I'm in the bathroom in the c hall. meet me there. now

you

I don't think I will. you hate me so much, you wouldn't wanna be anywhere near me while pleasing your pretty little dick would you?

you send another photo, laughing at your choice in clothes. you're wearing the thigh high stockings and school girl skirt he loves but claims he hates so much.

asshole

when I get my hands on you....

you

what? you gonna come in your pants as soon as I touch you? you gonna cry? submissive little baby

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uh oh. you didn't realize but time flies when you're having fun. his class is over. oh shit. you get up and run to lock the front door but before you can, it's slammed open. you flinch as it makes a hole in the wall. you squeal with a laugh as he comes towards you. you run over to your room and lock the door quickly, sliding down and laughing to yourself. you think its hilarious how hard his dick is just from a 5 minute video of you. you think its funny how long he had to sit in class with a boner.

you stand and run over to your bed but then you stop to really listen. its quiet. dead silent. then you hear the sound of your cracked window sliding open and ethan climbing in, leaving it cracked again. "oh hey, kitten! ooo that boner looks painful! you should really get someone to fix that!" "I plan on it, slut. knees" he nods at you, looking at you with dark angry eyes. "wow kitty! I think that this is the angriest I've ever seen you! I thought you'd like the video. now you have something to watch while you're jerking off to the thought of me hm? so how about you get on your knees." uh oh. its the stare down part. the part you suck at. you can stare any old person down but you've never been able to hold eye contact with ethan before.

10 seconds in, you're doing ok. 20 seconds in, he starts advancing and you quickly back up, holding eye contact the whole time. but oh shit. you just realized, he's backed against the wall of your dorm. damn that fucking height difference. now your blushing and clenching your thighs together. fuck. the way he's looking at you. so angry, his eyes full of lust. he slowly leans down to your height. "oh come on princess. this be so much more fun if you just stop denying what you've known this whole time. I'm not a sub, never have been and never will be. and you, oh you, are just a little brat who wants to be held down and pounded until you're crying. is that right, pretty girl? you just need someone to put you in your place." he chuckles at the deep red blush on your face as he takes his hand and wraps it around your throat. "so I'll say it one more time. knees now." he commands and you, slowly, sink down to your knees.

he lets out a low groan as you immediately unbutton his pants and suck on the tip of him. "ready?' you hear him ask. you nod as you start taking as much of him into your mouth as possible, pumping what can't fit. he looks down on you gently before fisting your hair and begins thrusting his cock into your mouth, fast and hard. tears are streaking down your face, your arousal dripping onto the carpet below you. dumb of you not to put panties on under your skirt. you feel ethan twitching in your mouth so you suck a little harder. the finishing touch. you look at him from under your lashes with big eyes. as he pulls out of your pretty mouth, he laughs at your state. "bed." he utters lowly. you are quick to follow his command, laying on your bed.

he flips up your skirt as he climbs onto the mattress. "oh you slut. no panties? its like you knew that I was gonna get angry and fuck you. right?" "no! I thought I was-" you cut yourself off by letting out a cry as ethan sucked your clit into his mouth. you were so sensitive from your orgasm earlier and so wet from sucking his dick, you immediately came all over his tongue and he was quick to clean it up. "who was gonna come as soon as they were touched? cause it wasn't me." you turn an even deeper shade of red, remembering your words prior. he climbs up and looks you in your eyes.

"and since you obviously need help holding eye contact, I'll be nice and help you out. if you break eye contact, you don't cum. do you understand?" you nod, so ready and needy for his cock. "words, gorgeous." "yes please yes!" you cry out as he pushed himself inside of your tight fluttering hole, gripping his back hard. he stays still for a few seconds, as if he's trying to let you adjust. then he starts fullfilling his promise. your breath gets caught in your throat as he starts pounding into you. fast. he snakes his hand down and rubs slow circles on your already sensitive clit. all while holding eye contact. you didn't dare look away and it was so hot.

"oh look at your pretty little pussy. she's so fucking tight. fuck. milking me so good. good girl." tears start pouring down your cheeks again as he rips your shirt right down the middle, the buttons flying everywhere. "I liked that shirt!" you sob. "i'll buy you a new one." he mutters in between grunts. you moan loudly as he shifts you so you're now sitting on his lap, the position allowing to sink even deeper back in your dripping cunt. he finally breaks the eye contact and dips his head down to start sucking and biting your hard peaked nipples. peaked from your arousal and the fact that the cold air from your cracked window is still seeping in. you're bawling your eyes out from the intense pleasure ethan is giving you. he's so deep you can feel him in your stomach.

"ethan, please!" "please what sweetheart? what do you need?" his hand snakes down and presses firmly on the bulge of him in your tummy. "I don't know!" you're blinded by the pleasure, your tears falling onto ethan's cheeks. "oh poor princess. there isn't a thought in that pretty little head is there. so drunk on my cock can't even think. who does this pretty pussy belong to?" you don't respond and he chuckles as he looks at you. drool seeping out the corners of your mouth, mascara running down your cheeks, your hands tangled in his hair trying to find something, anything to ground you so you can think but you can't. you're head is so airy and empty and you love it.

"who does this pretty pussy belong to?" ethan repeats. "you!" you cry out. "who's place is this?" he asks, pushing down on the bulge in your tummy. "yours!" you're so close, so close. all you can think about now is cumming. ethan thinks about taking it away but that seems too cruel for him. "oh but I thought it was chad? I thought you wanted chad to fuck you?" "no! not chad! only you!" you moan. "who do you belong to?" "you!" you scream/sob as he pinches your clit and you come, hard. you must've blacked out for a minute because when you come to, ethan's and your arousal are mixed together, dripping down his cock, and ethan is wiping your tears, still inside you. "you did so good for me, princess. my gorgeous good girl." he moves to pull out of your fluttering cunt and you whimper as you hold on.

"just a few more minutes" you slur, still on clouds of pleasure. "few more minutes?" he asks, moving to lean against the headboard, chuckling as you moan when he moves. "yeah." "ok, princess. a few more minutes." ethan smiles at your state in subspace, so airy. you tangle your hands in ethan's hair as you lean your head against his shoulder, falling asleep quickly while still impaled on his cock. ethan chuckles as he remembers. he kept his promise and he kept it well.

#ethan landry x you #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry fanfiction #ethan landry #ethan landry smut #scream movies #scream 6 #scream #mindy meeks martin #tara carpenter #sam carpenter #chad meeks martin

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cookieswithay · 11 months ago

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"The happy feelings club!"

🧡Ichigo x Orihime🧡 Ichihime fic

💝Episode 2: Yasutora Sado! (More like Chad!) Ep. 1🧡

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• Orihime's pov!

• Beep! Beep! Beep!

• ...Huh?

• I opened my eyes and rubbed them a bit. What time is it?

• Beep! Beep! Beep!

• Better yet...what day is it? I grabbed my phone and pressed the power button.

• "Thursday."

• Thursday...a school day! Ah! I gotta get ready! I (almost) fell out of my bed and scrambled around my room. There's so much to do! Breakfast, clothes, my hair! Oh! And where's my bow!? I can't leave without it, Sora bought for me! And it's so pretty-

• 💭Orihime.

• I stopped in my tracks. My brain was suddenly full of moving pictures from yesterday...that guy. ...Ichigo. Ichigo Kurosaki. I get to see him again today. I wonder...if he wants to see me too. Did I make a good first impression? Or...was I too much again..?

• My door suddenly opened.

• "Orihime! Are you awake?"

• "I made breakfast alre-"

• Eep! I jumped and covered my chest.

• "Sora! I'm getting dressed!"

• "Leave!"

• My brother covered his eyes and shut the door. That...was scary and a close one. I should really lock my door more often. Or ask Sora to knock more. But, he usually does-

• 💭Meow.

• Oh yeah, the kitty! I hope Mr. Shunshi found it a good home. Or maybe it's living at his house.

• Wait...

• The guy who saved the kitty...

• He was really tall and reminded me of that one cupcake I ate.

• ...

• I wonder who he is.

🧡🏵🌼🍊(Intro song)🧃☄🧩🧸🧡

• "Morning, Orihime!"

• "Morning, Mrs. Suzuki!"

• Everyone always is so nice in the mornings. The street rules are followed. The dogs are lively. And the birds actually let me take pictures of them! Hopefully, I have enough memory in my camera this time.

• "Orihime!"

• I turned around. It was Tatsuki! I waved back.

• "Hiiii!"

• She caught up to me and pinched my cheek. And that really hurt!

• "Why didn't you wait for me?"

• "I told you I was gonna be late."

• Oh yeah. She did, didn't she? I blinked back tears.

• "I was waiting! But then, I saw a pigeon and I followed it!"

• Tatsuki sighed and let me go. I rubbed my cheek. ...Was that bad? She pushed her hair back. She always does that.

• "Oh well."

• "I caught up to you now."

• She slung her arm over my shoulders.

• "Now show me that pigeon you took a picture of."

• Oh yeah! The pigeon!

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• Ichigo's POV!

• This desk is making my face really cold, but it's better than interacting with my class. Haha, they think I'm sick. (And, trouble. Cause my hair) Although, I'm sure I can't keep up this flimsy facade, at least it'll hold me for awhile. Maybe I'll even trick Keigo and Muzuiro. ...Probably just Keigo.

• Wait a second...

• I can hear myself breathe. Why's it so quiet all of a sudden. I raised my head.

• Hey...

• "Is this class 2-B?"

• (I had to guess the class, the internet was useless!)

• It's that guy again. The one who saved the cat the other day. He goes here? Everyone looked too scared to say anything, so I stood up. Losers.

• "Yeah, you got the right place."

• He looked at me.

• "Thank you."

• He said. Everyone freaked even more when he fully walked in. A few one 'em looked like they might even pass out. And this guy is completely oblivious. I "coughed" and pointed to the empty seat next to me. I hope this guy gets the hint. He strikes me as someone's who slow on the uptake- Oh, nevermind. He's coming.

• ...Goddamn, he's tall. The moment this guy sat down, I was...intimidated? No, not intimidated...overwhelmed. He's HUGE. His hair covers his eyes and he's tan. He's probably not from here. And if I get crap for just my hair, this guy probably has loads of problems.

• ...

• Do I wanna be friends with this guy-?

• "Ichigo!"

• I looked through the door. It's Orihime! Kensei won't be back for a hot second... Maybe I can just say hi. (Keigo said it too, but I drowned him out.)

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• Orihime's POV!

• I tried not to laugh as Ichigo "walked" towards me.

• (He tripped over someone's backpack and his friend was tugging on him🤭)

• He eventually got out of the classroom and leaned on the door.

• "Good morning, Orihime."

• I smiled and bowed down. All my hair falling with it.

• "Good morning, Ichigo."

• He cleared his throat and looked off. ...Do I have breakfast on my face?

• "Do you want something or are you just saying hi?"

• That's...a good question. I...don't have a reason. I just spotted his orange tuft of hair and spoke to him before I could even think about it.

• So, I shrugged. And that made Ichigo laugh.

• "Ah-em."

• Oh yeah...Tatsuki's still here. How embarrassing.

• "Since when do you two know each other?"

• Wait, Tatsuki's knows Ichigo? Since when? Did she always know him or did they become pals here?

• "I'm the new member of the 'happy feelings club'."

• Oh, he's gonna explain.

• "I'm sure Orihime told you all about the cat situation."

• Tatsuki sighed.

• "She sure did. She called me the moment she got home."

• As they talked, I looked through the window of class 2-B. Huh? Most of the girls in this class are the ones that say they'll come to the HP club, but don't. ...It's the kitty saver again!

• That gives me an idea..!

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• Ichigo's POV!

• "Ichigo, be more careful, you moron."

• Tatsuki sighed, crossing her arms.

• "You would've died, if Orihime didn't come along."

• "I know."

• I already got the 'be safe' careful speech from Yuzu yesterday. (Mr. Shunsui gave my old man a call about what happened.)

• "Ichigo! Ichigo!"

• I looked down. Orihime's on my arm. She's making the "lean down" motion too. So I did.

• "Can you do me a favor?"

• She "whispered." I nodded.

• "Sure, what is it?"

• She looked back at my classroom.

• "Can you ask him to join our club?"

• Huh? I looked up.

• "Who?"

• The ginger pointed at the new guy who's sitting next to me now. Mm...that might be tough. Not only did I only say 2 words to 'im, I don't know if we can trust him yet. He seems quiet, but I've been duped before.

• "Are you sure?"

• Orihime nodded.

• "He's a good person, I sure of it.

• Okay...um...

• "I'll have a answer for you after school, okay?"

• She smiled. Whew, it's okay.

• "Well, the bell's gonna ring soon so..."

• Orihime let go of my arm and stood next to Tatsuki again.

• "Bye, Ichigo. I'll see you later!"

• I chuckled and waved. Tatsuki nodded to me too. I watched them off, thinking.

• ...

• How the hell am I convince that guy to join the happy feelings club!?

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• Sometime later...

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• Chad's POV!

• I think Ichigo wants to be friends with me. (I saw his name on his folder earlier.) All day, he's been asking questions and just staring. I don't mind, I guess. I think he might be doing it for his girlfriend though. I saw them chatting in the hallway earlier. And right now, Ichigo's following me. Or is he grabbing the volley balls too?

• ...

• This is getting awkward.

• "Uh, Ichigo."

• He looked up.

• "Do you need something?"

• He looked away. ...I thought so.

• "Y'know, you don't have to hang around me out of pity."

• "I have friends that don't go to this school."

• I hope I didn't come of as rude but... This isn't the first time this has happened. I just want to end it before he does.

• ...

• I don't hear anymore footsteps. Guess I got my point across.

• "Hey."

• I turned around.

• "I'm not talking to you out of pity."

• ...

• "I genuinely want to be your friend."

• He walked past me and grabbed a ball.

• "Whether you want to be friends with me is your choice."

• "But just know,"

• Ichigo held the ball up to me.

• "I'm choosing you to be on my team for the game."

• I didn't say anything, but I nodded. I'm...I'm okay with this.

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• Orihime's POV!

• "Alright, Orihime! You're up to bat!"

• Tatsuki shouted. We girls have baseball for p.e. today! West girls against East girls! (Our school is split into two. It has a interesting reason but, I can't remember.)

• I gripped the bat tightly. Loly's pitching. If I don't hit the ball at the right time, it'll hit my breast! Or my throat, or stomach, or somewhere else painful. But, me and Tatsuki have been practicing. I'll...be okay.

• "You got this Orihime!"

• (Chizuru cheered.)

• "Good luck!"

• (Michina)

• "Hit the winning point!"

• (Machana)

• My friends are cheering me on. I can't miss the ball now. I took a breath and stared in Loly's pink eyes.

• I can do this.

• The ball flew.

• I swung.

• And..!

• "Oof!"

• A volleyball hit me in the face instead? I fell one my butt, a little dazed.

• "Orihime!"

• Is my nose bleeding? Or is that...it's probably blood. Someone pulled me up to my feet.

• "Who the hell did that!?"

• "I'll give the most painful and slow death ever!"

• It was Tatsuki. (And the other bit was Chizuru.)

• I was leaned against her shoulder. My nose doesn't hurt anymore. So, I should probably save whoever's facing Tatsuki's wrath. I stood up straight.

• "Tatsuki, it's okay. I'm fine-"

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• Ichigo's POV!

• Shit!

• I moved Tatsuki out of the way. And stretched forward. I won't forgive myself if Orihime falls!

• I missed her by a second.

• Dammit!

• Whoosh!

• I saw Chad's hand grab hers.

• (So, I named the guy cause I don't know what's on his birth certificate. Sue me.)

• "Sorry about the ball."

• He said, oddly calm. He always is, but this was a serious adrenaline rush. My chest actually hurts. Orihime looked down. I nearly saw spirals in her eyes.

• "I'm...a-okay!"

• Whew, at least she sounds okay. Hold on-

• "Whoa, you're nose is bleeding."

• Like ALOT. Damn, how hard did I spike the ball? (...Really hard. Ikaku kept taunting me.)

• She stood up and wiped her nose.

• "Ah. No, Orihime. You'll get blood on your arm."

• I said, using my own shirt to wipe nose.

• "What's going on over here?"

• Dammit, it's Coach Zaraki. All the girls (except Tatsuki) hid behind Chad. I swallowed hard. Guess I'll explain.

• "We, uh, accidentally hit Inoue here with our volleyball."

• "So, we're just apologizing."

• Zaraki narrowed his eyes at me and then looked at Orihime. And he cupped her face with one hand. I flinched. That's not hurting her, is it?

• "Hmm..."

• The blood trickled on his hand.

• "You're fine, child. Just get some napkins and get back to baseball when you're done."

• "Got it?"

• Orihime nodded. And he turned around. FINALLY, he's leaving-

• I felt a big hand on my shoulder. Dammit, I spoke too soon!

• "You can go with her, but in exchange,"

• "You're coming to the ring tomorrow."

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• Orihime's POV!

• Uhh...Ichigo looks scared! Is Coach Zaraki telling him something scary!?

• I felt a tap.

• I looked back. The cupcake guy wanted something. Oh, and he has a tissue. I took it and blew.

• "You're Orihime, right?"

• I nodded. I am but...how does he know? We just met now.

• "I saw your flyer and Ichigo brought you up."

• He did?

• "Was it nice things?"

• I did NOT mean to say that outloud.

• "Uh-huh."

• No details. Okay then...

• "Ichigo told me you need new members."

• "Do I have to bring something to the table?"

• I gasped and almost cheered! But, I covered my mouth and took a deep breath.

• "Just bring anything that makes you happy."

• He remained quiet and nodded. I think I saw a little smile though! (And a brown eye too!) He picked up the ball and walked away.

• ...

• Aw, bean sprouts! I forgot to ask his name! Ichigo popped back up next time me.

• "Okay, I grabbed a hell ton of napkins and-"

• "Oh, you already got one."

• He looked around.

• "Chad went back?"

• I nodded. (That's his name?)

• We walked to the fence and I used a few more napkins.

• "Did...he say anything to you?"

• I smiled.

• "Yeah! I think we got a new member of the club!"

• "High five!"

• Ichigo chuckled and put his hand on mine. (It wasn't hard like a normal high five though.)

• I sighed. A new friend and a new member.

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• "Bye, Orihime. See you tomorrow."

• "Bye, Michina!"

• I gotta round up my things quickly. Sora's picking me up today. And I have to babysit Nel. Plus, I'm getting really really hungry, since I lost my lunch earlier. I picked up my satchel and zipped out if my classroom.

• (Not before leaving my finished assignment on Mr. Jushiro's desk. And a candy bar too. Can't let his blood sugar go down.)

• "Excuse me!"

• I dashed through the hallway. Once I get in the car, I'll test Tatsuki that I'm getting home safely-

• Once again, I slammed into something. But, this time it was a back. A tall-ish one.

• "I'm sorry. I should've been more careful!"

• I saw GLASSES next me. Oh my goodness, I bump them hard!

• The person (turns out a boy) picked up the glasses and put them back on. Huh? He has band aids on his fingers.

• "Be more careful next time."

• And he walked away. Hm. I stood up and dusted my skirt off. Sora's probably waiting-

• Hold on a sec. I bent down.

• It was a keychain. With a beautiful little doll on it. I looked at the bustling hallway. Was this the glasses boy's doll?

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(Tag list time: @elyonholic, @o0o0thorn0o0o, @ichihimelover1503, @ichinoue, @takibikaen, @usoppsstar)

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This accidentally longer than the first episode, but I hope everyone enjoyed this! And the intro music. I...wish I fleshed this episode out more, but I have good plans for the next episode! So please, stay tuned and warm😎)

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#bleach #happy feelings club #episode 2 #second episode #ichigo kurosaki #orihime inoue #chad yasutora #school #ichigo x orihime #ichihime #part 2 #feeling weird #hopefully this spreads #i hope you like it #have a happy new year #stay cool #big announcement

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amaiguri · 8 months ago

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Writeblr Update 3/16/2024

Omg, I think I finally caught up on all my Tags! Now I just need to smash through Asks!

Mini-life Update -- Despite me being depressed today because my relationship with cleaning is a work-in-progress, I had a great week. Loved the blizzard. I sliced off my thumb-tip by accident, but that's almost healed. My bunnies are cute and love each other. My new Writing Video on YouTube is doing NUMBERS!

And, my writing and game dev is going well. I've been keeping to "making a little progress every day" and that should encourage me. But sometimes, it doesn't. Sometimes, I just feel guilty I'm not doing more. I thought I'd put this nonsense behind me. Where I judged myself based on my productivity. I know this sucks and is bad for me. But it's like an addiction and I can't kick it...

My friend Rose recently said something like, "The thing that's doing well right now is lifestyle content -- whether that's what clothes to wear or what games to play and how to play them. It's all lifestyle. You're not making that. And that's okay."

Belle, you know that you'll get more done if you're happy and not stressed. The bare minimum is enough. And your bare minimum is already more than enough.

Sidebar -- I'm filming a collab with fellow Worldbuilding YouTuber Space Dirt. We're gonna cook together! But it's also my first time meeting an internet friend in person so I'm really nervous! Eep!

Okay, that's all! Have a good night 🥰🥰🥰

#writeblr #writing community #writing update #writers life #writing #amaiguri

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asherthehimbo · 11 months ago

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I hate and love large nagural bodies of water sm

okay so small rant so just like ignore this

warning: large natural bodies of water, nightmares, slight mention of anxiety attack, nausea, i think thats it idk

but like idk ever since i was young i always loved swimming so obviously i loved going to the beach or to a waterpark or river and in the moment i would enjoy myself sm but i would always be really tired cause of the Sun, cause for sum reason when i spend a lot of time in the sun I pass tf out but anyway

this is kinda going with my nightmare things cause everytime i spend the day in places like mentioned above when its night time and im lying down, my brain keeps thinking that my body is moving, like im in one place and I can control my limbs and everything but it feelz like a stream is pulling me and i hate it sm cause then even tho im tired i cant sleep and when I do fall asleep I have a nightmare assosiated with water (usually drowing or trying to escape sum dangerous water creature)

hehe but yeah anyway just wanted to get that off my chest since I had this weird anxiety feeling in my chest most of the day wich I hated cause it was actually a good day, and now im scared to go to sleep so im jus lying on the top bunk of bunk beds, hungry as shit cause i didnt eat much but also nauseous cause my body keeps feeling like its moving and i hate it and im scared im gonna have another nightmare cause I suprisingly hvnt had one in a while but ik that means im gnna have another one soon, esp since im not in my house or my bed so my brain is paranoid and wont completely shut off to go into rem sleep all the time but it hast happened yet (ive been here for two nights) so lets hope it doesnt happen at all

no but this water thing is weird cause ive almost had a lot of anxiety attacks due to the fear induced anxiety i get afterward.

anyway im so sleepy my eyes r so heavy i think im gonna eep now, sorry for the bother jus needed to get it off my chest :/

goodnight to all my beautiful meow meows and pookies and my wife and my child and the rest of u who stalk my blog🫡

#asher 🌑 speaks #its so weird #cause i love water #but afterward #when im in bed #i literally have this fear induced anxiety

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goldenworldsabound · 13 days ago

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For the FF7 OC gang! ☮️ - When did you really KNOW that you and (Y/N) were gonna be friends for life?, and ❄️ - What are you and (Y/N)’s favorite activities to do when it’s winter/cold out?, AND ⚫️ - How close are you?

Xavier: oh hey Raine, thanks for the questions. As a bonus, I'll even rope Karma in for you, how does that sound?

Karma: bad. it sounds bad and I refuse-

Mengyao: 🥺but Aura was really looking forward to this.

Karma: ...............fine.

Ask game!

☮️ - When did you really KNOW that you and (Y/N) were gonna be friends for life?

Xavier: well, extrovert that I am, I decided it was time to adopt another wacky little introvert. Hehehe. Well, the truth is...when I saw the shit they were going through...I didn't think I could let them suffer through it alone. They clearly needed a friend, and even when I messed up and teased too much, they always forgave me, and still wanted to be friends with me. That was something special to me.

Mengyao: That's so true, Xavier. Aura shows so much grace. They're fun to spend time with, and a wonderful person to discuss any ideas with. Working with them is amazing, and so is being their friend. I hope from the very beginning that we could be friends.

Karma: ...

Xavier: go on, don't be shy.

Karma: I was pretty much forced into this, you know. We were just in the same friend group. It's not like I really chose to be friends with them. But...they're the only one left, now.

Xavier: Karma...

Karma: I find that more comforting than I ever would have thought. But don't- they don't need to know that.

❄️ - What are you and (Y/N)’s favorite activities to do when it’s winter/cold out?

Xavier: Raine, dearest Raine. I have never once seen snow in Midgar. And sure I've traveled a bit, but not out to the snowy climes. Not exactly a tropical resort out there. That said, a snowball fight sounds hilarious.

Mengyao: eep! I don't like that look in your eyes.

Xavier: afraid you'd lose?

Mengyao: yes. Very much so. Um, it did snow once or twice when I visited family in Wutai. Truthfully, all I wanted to do was stay inside and watch it, with warm drink and blankets. I think Aura would like that very much, too.

Xavier: and I would drag you both out to get wrecked.

Mengyao: sighs

Xavier: And you, Karma?

Karma: ...we could catch snowflakes together.

Xavier: going to elaborate on that, or...?

Karma: no.

⚫️ - How close are you?

Xavier: I'd say we're pretty close with Aura, wouldn't you, Mengyao?

Mengyao: yeah! We talk about a lot of things, though it is clear there's plenty they're holding back, too.

Xavier: I think that's only natural, given their intimate relationship with the President. Ow, Mengyao-

Mengyao: just call it dating like a normal person. I do agree though. I wish we could be there for them more than we are...but I understand why they can't fully confide in us.

Xavier: that said, I think aside from Karma here, we're the closest friends they have, right?

Karma: the only ones, I think, besides the others in your lab.

Xavier: and what about you? Closer than us?

Karma: perhaps in some ways. We've known each other a long time, but...I endeavor to keep distance between myself and everyone else. I'm a SOLDIER, I-

Xavier: sigh we know, Karma. Just...you mean more to them than you think, okay? I think they tell you things that they will never say to us.

Mengyao: me, too. So, please...be there for each other.

Karma: ...

#faves take tumblr #ff7 oc #ff7 ocs #howdy fakjshfkjsda this is long

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cali · 9 months ago

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how do you know when a piece like your groudon is finally “done”, or done Enough?

i dont have an answer for this but maybe when i just type a lot i will find one.

for the groudon pic specifically i had a mental image in my head of what scene i wanted. when i started rendering the lava, i did it really detailed and decided i couldnt leave the rest of it simpler and then when the lava was all like that i had to crank everything else in the picture up too. and that made everything take so long that it was far beyond the boundaries of it being "not enough" . it was pleny enough!! so from hour 30-52 i was pretty eager to get it over with. just everything up to the point where its uniform in rendering. sometimes thats a bad sentiment to work on a pic with, but this time it was ok. i kind of like arduous menial tasks. it makes me more patient. so for that one it was done once everything was on par with my detail standard i set for myself halfway thru.

i think i used to have more trouble with this, deciding when its done... my pice now always either end when they reach what i had planned or when theyre the type of pic without a plan then when i get bored / lose the flow of it. actually prior to the groudon pic even some planned ones stopped at a flowloss point.

these two picy both have immaculate rendering on parts but then i lost it and finishdd the rest of the pic with less vigor. in tve green comet one its all the surroundings. i had other versions for that and kept reworking and reworking but i was so ouf of power i just used a slightly polisjed up sketch, kind of works for the pic though. the eel one i also lost power at the backhground, beyond the water. the mountains and clouds i think i coulda put more effort in. but its ok cuz its like 0% the focus of the picture, just sometjing that bothers me alone. hey both of these pics are about a serpent type thing coiling down to earth gently from the sky oops. back to the question um ya im looking at my images and all of them either end when they reach what i had in my head or when i loose flow. when i used to do lsd more my process was that the picture ends when i go to bed. i want to do that again soon it was fun. i drew for like 6 hours while kind of crazy then for the next 12 hours in warm afterglow i just clean and render everything so sweetly and then with a body as hard as a hundred bodies i sink into my bed and click post on it which codifies it as completed. also towards tve end of the picture is usually when im stressing about tiny details and i will message like 1-2 consistent people and 1-2 random people from my discord friendslist to ask about opinions about which tiny detail looks better for the whole pic. when im at that point i cant think straight no more so well no more so i kind of know its time to stop soon. but those final feedbacks always help. ok i guess thats an answer lol i made it very long i will put a readmore. hope u dont mind reading but i think if i sent someone an anon the longer the reply the happier i would be. probably. im in bed but im gonna get up again in a sec and play some balatroooo, 2 people bought a groudon print so far and i spent that money on balatro eep hihi thank u for the ask which i twisted into my babbleplateau

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awwfur · 2 months ago

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WoF x TWST

the prologue’s prologue. (Aka what Yuu’s doing before getting yoinked)

Ah minor content warning! Very mild depiction of violence (dragon getting stabbed no blood or anything and it’s not described in detail, but just gonna warn you that it’s there)

The teen ran. Vaulting over a wall, stumbling a bit they rolled to ground themself again. They jumped, pulling themselves up over a wall, and landed on their feet with a thump!

“Done!” They called out between pants, before brushing some pink hair out of their face.

“Two minutes exactly! That’s your best time yet, Yuu!” A tall blond called to them with a smile, waving a stopwatch above his head.

Yuu’s face contorted into a wary lopsided smile, “I just- wish it was a little faster. You know?”

“And how do you expect to go faster?” The blond frowned, letting his arm drop.

They bit the inside of their cheek, “Well, my wall jumping might have been a little sloppy, and I had to catch myself with a roll at one point. Maybe I should practice it a little more-“

“OR,” the blond interrupted, “you could take a break. You’ve been doing the same parkour- thing, for hours! Aren’t you tired? Or board?” He poked Yuu between the eyes, “besides, you just got back from caving. You need a BRAKE!”

“Jasper!” Yuu huffed, smacking away their friend’s hand, “one, don’t do that. And two, I’m fine!” They were, at least mostly fine. Yuu would be lying if they said they weren’t at least a little sore.

He just shook his head and sighed. “Whatever, Yuu. I’m going to go get something to drink at the fast food joint down the road, will you at least come with me and get water?”

Yuu smirked, “You wound me my friend, I always have plenty of water!” Proudly they walked over to a (rather plain) black backpack and pulled out a large water bottle. And to emphasize their point, the teen proceeded to pour some water on top of their head. “EEP! That’s still cold!”

“Pfff, suffer,” Jasper snarked, earning a glare from Yuu. “Well, I’m going to get water and find a bite probably. Watching you made me hungry, too”.

“Yea, yea. Be gone with yee already! Leave the stopwatch though, I'd like to keep using it,” The pink haired teen demanded.

“Yea, no. Maybe it’ll force you to take a break,” with that Jasper stuffed the device into his pocket and took off.

“Hey! Common no fair!” Yuu yelled after him, although they made no move to run after. The longer they just stood around the more the aching soreness, possibly due to overworking their body with little to no brakes, caused. They sighed, running a hand through their now cold and wet hair. Gold-silver eyes wandered across the street, opposite to where Jasper had run off.

A gas station sat just across the road. They bit the inside of their cheek again. It wouldn’t kill them to take a breather and maybe eat something too. Besides, Jasper would be gone for at least an hour. Likely in hopes Yuu would take a break with their now frustrating lack of a stopwatch. Especially with their unwillingness to use their phone and risk breaking the damn thing. They rubbed at their face, not wanting to move. But the idea of nabbing a candy bar was slowly winning.

Before they knew it they found themselves crossing the road. Their mind too preoccupied by debating between what candy bar they should get, to notice the galloping of hooves getting closer, or the ground shaking as the sound grew louder. Up until a loud winny finally made them look over. Only to see black carriage pulled by black horses, both of which completely dwarfed Yuu with their size, barreling towards them.

For a moment, a very terrifying moment at that, the teen’s legs would. Not. Move. As they watched the impossibly sized horses pulling an equally impossibly sized carriage get ever closer, and it didn’t seem intent on stopping. Finally, however, flight or fight kicked them into motion as they regained motor control and dived towards the sidewalk. Yuu’s frantic movements causing them to land roughly on their side before passing out.

It was dark. Hell, Yuu would argue that it was darker than dark, if that was possible. They couldn’t see their own hand in front of their face. The teen sat up, or attempted to. Yuu felt like they’d been suspended in midair, weightless and helpless. The stamping of hooves lightly echoed around them. And for a moment they wondered if they’d died.

“Beware the tainted hearts. Beware the darkened stones,” the sound of someone’s voice echoed, making Yuu look around frantically. Nearly missing the moment the darkness faded to a colorless rose garden, then a savanna, then to under the sea, to a desert, to a castle, to somewhere underground, and lastly to thorns covering something.

“Time is short, his powers unknown,” it continued, as the thorns faded, instead replaced by the silhouette of some large cat-like thing. Or, at least it looked cat-like to Yuu, besides what maybe looked like a fire mane and some other odd feature they couldn’t quite pinpoint with it being a shadow and all. Especially as the image flickered as if it was being projected.

“They’re coming to take the beast, they’re coming to take the land”. Ropes pined the creature down, playing slowly like a slideshow. Before the scene changed to a forest fire, with something that resembled a castle burning further back.

“Tribes will fall to bloodied steel,” the image flickered, morphing into something that resembled something from medieval times. A dragon silhouette, the beast reared up in pain, with a sword piercing its neck. Yuu’s body moved on its own as they took a step forward and reached out-

“Unless the tamer takes their hand-“ they said alongside the voice. The images faded, darkness consumed them again, as gravity pulled them down. And Yuu collapsed.

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bonus: art tie in for the chapter ^^”

Ah, yea something something. I tried making a prophecy for this AU. And I’ll post it in full on the master post later

#WoF x twst #Awwfur wrote a thing #Send help idk what I’m doing #Ahhhhh I hope this is good T^T

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