#got the sleves on my dress too

[dabblingreturns]

I didn't sleep all day.

I got a flu shot and a covid booster and sewed for 3 hours.....

I only slept for about 18 hours today....

[mysteriouslybluepirate]

OFMD Favs Tag Game

I was tagged by- @likethehotsauce Thank you so much! Always love to rant.

(I'm probably not doing this right, cause I'm just using this a an excuse to look back on the parts of the show itself that I love, but I needed to write an essay today. And it's been months since I went back to my Stede/Ed roots. Before Izzy latched himself onto my brain. So here's some love!)

favorite Ed gif:

Look, I love ep7, especially on rewatches. Most rom-coms run into the trouble of not showing the audience our protagonists bond. They rarely get to relax around each other before the relationship really starts but that's what this episode is.

We've got Ed, who's starting to get comfortable/settled in around Stede. Stede having a fun little adventure, trying to make Ed thinks he's cool. Ed genuinely having a shitty day and finally getting that Stede cares about him. It's really fucking sweet. This gif just wraps that all up in a cute ball. The fit? Amazing. The lil hop? Adorable. Edward essentially telling everyone to shut up and just let Stede have his fun? Cute pre-boyfriend moment. He's a goofball, and this episode needs more love on here.

favorite Stede gif:

Yeah, yeah. Ed's here. But the scene is focusing on Stede and resolving an arc (my favorite thing), so it counts! Stede has issues feeling accepted. He has gone without a 'crew' for so long that he's unapologetically who he is. He already feels along, why the fuck would he care about dressing up and being a bit too 'feminine'? They already make fun of him for not being enough, he already feels along. Why wouldn't he try to be happy not giving a shit about what they think?

So, in ep 10, we see a Stede who feels accepted into a family. He gets to get up there with a silly little in-joke and have people put their trust in him. Are they doing this to get back at the Navy? Yeah. But Stede build himself a place where he feels like he can be accepted and welcomed. I don't always see Stede in the best light. Accountability is a huge thing for me, and S2 better include this guy fessing up for the hurt he's caused. But this scene always makes me smile when I think about it.

favorite Ed outfit:

:). I know what I'm about. I'm simple, and if you've been here a while, you already know. We get to see Edward proudly rocking Stede's lil handkerchief. The tummy is great, and so is seeing his tattoos. I always love a fingerless glove, and his jewelry is on point. Yes, I love Ed in soft fabrics. Especially the loose poet shirt moment in ep 4. But in my head, this is Ed being a frat guy and trying to seduce Stede. 'Usually the exposed skin and touching works :('. Cause this poor guy has had to seduce assholes like Jack, and isn't comfortable with opening up yet. Ed's also just having fun exposing Stede to 'pirate' things which is a favorite trope of mine.

favorite Stede outfit:

Unironically? All of them.

Next question.

OKAY. FINE. IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE-

Gender. Whole lotta gender right here. I'm a sucker for loose fabric and BOY.

Open Shirt? Yes. Hideously colored mustard robe that works because it's a part of the whole 'look'. Achieved. Rings? Amazing. Fluffy shirt that's a button-up? Yep, you could totally reveal more chest.

FLUFFY SLEVES!!!! AHHH. But seriously, most of his outfits are amazing. I chose like five different Gifs-before settling on this for the lace sleeves.

favorite Blackbonnet song:

Oh boy! Buckle up.

(I have 2 playlists with these 2 with around 40 total hours of music on Spotify from the 4 months post ep10 airing where I only read these two. So any answer I give is going to )

Stede POV specific('A Stede Soundtrack' on spotify)- Five Bells- CoCo and The Butterfields. Yes, I have better ones, but the general vibe is just happy, light, and in love. Excited for the future. (If this song is actually about something else, keep me innocent). With instrumentals, and dancing, and fucking joy. I love this song. 2.) Being 'May It Last'- The Avett Brothers if Folk music isn't your thing. 3.) 'The Bitch is Back'-Elton John For bitchy Stede. The best flavor.

Edward POV specific ('Blackbeard's Breakup' on Spotify)- Desperately in love Ed? 'honey'-Coastal Club. yes, I am a pet name Edward truther. Also a song about being excited by life and by love. If it's Stede Hating, Kraken era? 'Money, Money, Money'-ABBA. Yes, I know Edward is now the breadwinner, but it's very Him.

Gentlebeard. Sad era- 'Last Request'- Paolo Nutini. Oh shit, I have a crush era- 'I think I love you'-Specifically the Tenacious D cover. It's Jack Black, how can you hate it? Desperately in love- 'An Old Fashioned Love Song'-Paul Williams. This song has been in my Spotify top 100 for years. I fucking love it.

favorite OFMD fic trope:

HAHA! You didn't specify the ship, so I get to bring up Izzy.

SteddyHands specific- Stede&Ed working together/competing for Izzy to choose them first. Especially if Ed&Stede already know that Izzy has a crush on them but Izzy doesn't. I don't read this ship too much anymore, but this always made me happy.

Izzy Specific-Post S1 Izzy hunting down Stede, hijinks ensuing. Izzy gets injured, and this starts his character jornery into a mentally healthier person. Him getting loved tbh. Aslo, Izzy getting described as short. He's really not that much shorter than most of the crew. I just love when it's brought up.

Long fic- Anything character based, post S2 'reunion'. Essentially skipping how they all resolved S1 and skips to the fun parts. Love Izzy learning/starting to care for the crew. If reading a fic kinda feels like going to therapy, you're doing it right. Huge shoutout to anyone who has tried to break down how Izzy's brain works for angst fic. Also, Ed and Stede being held accountable for some of their more shitty actions.

Short Fic- You know what, I'll say it. I like soulmate (and adjacent) AUs. Love me a Hanahaki, or similar curses. If there's a story reason two characters are dubiously forced to admit their feelings, I'm there. I love that 'what if they don't like me' rant even though its destined, I love the holding yourself back to keep another person happy shit. Yes, irl, that'd be fucked. But since it's a short fic, it doesn't need to worry about all that.

Trope Tropes- Buttons being a Disney princess around animals. Lucius living in the walls. Izzy swears every other sentence. Any media of the Revenge (music, stories) being super out of time period. Two characters are falling in love, but are the last people to realize it. Stede being a pirate parent.

Ed’s hair or Stede’s hair:

I agree with what likethehotsauce said. Both fit the character really well. I can't imagine Stede or Ed suddenly shaving their head. It's a part of who they are.

If this is about me wanting their hair? I'm choosing Ed's. I've had Stede length hair for the past 2 years, and miss braiding my hair. Also, his hair looks soft as shit. Good to run your fingers through, etc.

longest gap between rewatches:

July 2022-January 2023. I watched it like 13 times post ep 10 aired, then immediately jumped into fan content. I'm a huge 'character' person when consuming media, so I generally enjoy doing that vs rewatching the show itself again.

Lucius is Hiding in the Ship vs. Lucius is Dead and a Ghost:

No corpse= Not dead. Once Ed and Stede reunite I don't think Ed would be able to forgive himself if he actually killed him. Lucius was saved by someone on the ship and hidden away. I do think Lucius will be discovered before the captains reunite. As much as I love ghosts, our guy is safe. Fearing for his life, but safe.

favorite Revenge crew member: OG Revenge-Frenchie or Buttons. If y'all haven't written him in your fics, including Buttons. He's so much fun to make the 'Cassandra' of your work! Let him be ominous and all-knowing, it's a great time! Frenchie because I'm always up for a bard, and he's a character that has so much potential. From being a bard to an 'assassin in training' with Izzy & Jim. They're fun to throw in!

Again, many thanks to @likethehotsauce! I would like to tag — absolutely zero pressure!!! I know most of you are mostly into Izzy, and I love hearing harsh opinions about Ed&Stede or general thoughts on the show looking back, after a year. @ivegotnonameidea @dianetastesmetal @gydima @downinthehull @treesofgreen @ladyrenity

[gender-mailman]

[ 1dk can you talk about ur Homestuck ocs?🙏/silly ]

OMG OMG OMG OK OK OK SO! For me to talk about them i need to tell you about their universe cause it is diferent from cannon

Só basicly, violet blood is the highest blood colors, theres no fushia, they got extemenated after what happend cause they were too violent

(Posting the image again só you remember who they are)

Ok só! Knowing this! Ill start with our only fushia blood *on earth*, thats right, hes not on alternia, he got teleported to earth some how after the humans (my friends ocs but ill probably do some too later) started their sburb, his lusus is a axollot, before going to earth, he lived hiding, in the image he is showing his blood colors but uh, imagine it being like karkat where is all grey ok? He is a sylph of time that sleeps in prospit

Now going to the bottom of the hemospectro! MY FAV OC EVER! FIRAFE MY GIRL!!!!!! She lives in the top of a mounten cause she loves watching the sun rise, and because of that she always wears long dresses with long sleves só it doesnt burn her, her lusus is a fly, she likes sweeing plushes for her friends, one of the first things she ever did was a scarf for her matesprit (olive blood), she is a witch of life that sleeps in prospit

The bronze one, has a garden on the side of his hive, that got destroyed one time by some high bloods só now he is very paranoid that it will happen again, and is also very scared of every high blood troll cause he thinks they will hurt him, his lusus is a big butterfly, his ex-matesprite now moirail is the golden blood one, wich is not that good at being a moirail either, he is a sylph of doom that sleeps on derse

The golden one is a party goer since, well, he is a DJ, hes lusus is a big two headed snake, he met the bronze blood while going back from a party, he saw his garden destroyed só he jumped the fence and tried his best at helping bronze saw that, got scared, but then noticed that hes friendly so he helped too, at the end he wrote his number on a paper and went to his hive, he is a knight of breath that sleeps on derse

Next we have the olive one! He lives at the bottom of the mounten his matesprit lives, in a forest, he is a progremar, that is not seen as very positive for other trols cause like, he is a olive blood! Gold bloods are better at progreming! (/sar), his lusus is a biped bear cat thing, he has a matesprit as i mationed before, and a kismesis that is the blue blood bastard /silly, he is a mage of blood that sleeps on derse

Then we have our jade blood! He is very friendly and loves his friends ALL OF THEM! He has lots of love tô give, his lusus is a big weezel, he is like nepeta in the way that he likes ships, wich he shares with his moirail, the purple blood, being (in this universe) the true middle blood, he feels like he can take care of everyone no matter blood color só hes like the 'therapist friend' sort of, everyone can count on him, he is a heir of heart that sleeps on prospit

Up next we have my second fav girl! The teal blood, she is kind of the voice of reason of the friend group, her hive is basicly a library, she also loves to read the diaries of her ancestor só she can learn more and try to act like her, she loves star gazing and knows every star name and costelation, she knows about earth, skaya and the moons, her lusus is a phonex, she is ex-moirails with the violet blood and is the auspecist for the olive blood and blue blood, she is a seer of space that sleeps on derse

NOW WE HAVE MY FAV BOY EVER!!! The blue blood bastard!! /silly he lives on a cave on a forest near his kismesis só when hes lusus is angry at him and lets him out of his hive (no matter if is day or night) he goes to his hive and disturbes him, making fun when the olive blood makes a typo on his program and saying things like "youL°LL°L never be a good programer i°if you keep doi°ing thi°is" he is also a hacker só he sometimes makes viruses and send them to the olive blood for funsies, his lusus is a big bat and he is a thief of rage that sleeps on derse

Up next we have the indigo blood! She is a blacksmith that make real swords and decorative swords, she also sometimes makes jewlery, her lusus is a deer, everything she makes she gives it tô her friends, she is very friendly and physically strong, as one of the highest bloods of her friend group, she feels like she needs to protect them, seeing the trolls under her as weak without meaning to, she is a rogue of light that sleeps on prospit

Now we have the purple blood! The jokester! The memer! He is up to date with all the memes from alternia and earth, he also likes to juggle active booms and get hurt with it most of the time if he doesnt throw them at time, he loves to joke around with his moirail making pranks on their friends, he want to make violent pranks but doesnt cause his moirails stops him, hes lusus is a lhama and he is a page of void that sleeps on prospit

Now! The last one! The violet blood is the ruler of (this universes) alternia, she loves glitter and shiny things, she doesnt have a lot of time to spend with her friends cause she doesnt know how to manage her time with things, and because of that she lost her (now ex) moirail, she always worry about whats to come, her lusus is a snake squid thing and she is a mage of time that sleeps on derse

THERE! I TALKED ABOUT ALL OF THEM!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[marvelwoman-sugarbaby]

Get Eggs

Natasha x Fem!Reader

This is a one-shot of a blurb that was made by @lesbian-deadpool who aloud me to make this.

Words: 1144

Genre: Fluffy

Warning: one singular curse word

Summary: Natasha asks Y/N to just get eggs and when she comes home from work she gets way more just eggs.

Natasha POV

I woke up in the morning to weigh on my chest. When I looked down, I saw Y/N peacefully asleep. She had a rough day yesterday, so I decided to make her breakfast in bed. It took me about five minutes to get out of bed without waking her up. When I got to the kitchen,, I would have made bacon, eggs, pancakes, and strawberries. Tho, when I checked, there were no eggs. I have work today, so I’ll have to remind myself to ask Y/N. Since there were no eggs, I couldn’t make any, but that’s okay. I finished making breakfast, which I surprisingly did without burning anything, and made some orange juice.

When I got to the room, I put the food on the bedside table and opened the window to let natural light in. Then, I went over to Y/N side of the bed and started planting little kisses all over her face. There was a slight smile on her face when she stirred before she opened her eyes. “Good morning, moya lyubov’.” Her smile got just a little bigger when she replied. “Good morning, love.” “I made breakfast.” Her face went from happy to worry in a second. “Don’t worry, nothing burned. Everything went off without a hitch.”

I helped her sit up and put the food tray on her lap. “Wow, it looks edible.” “Haha, just eat it.” When she took the first bite, I was scared it wouldn’t be good since I didn’t try it beforehand. However, she kept a neutral face when she looked back at me. “It’s delicious.” She gave me a big smile, looked down at the food, and started laughing. “What’s so funny?” She looked back up at me with a smile that reached her eyes. “I was just expecting it to be terrible.” She then continued to laugh, and I faked a hurt expression. “Well, you can’t blame me for saying that normally you would nearly burn the kitchen down, and if not, the food would be terrible.” She spoke through a laugh.

I laughed with her, then picked up a fork and ate with her. I was also thoroughly surprised at how good it was. Granted, it wasn’t amazing, but it was still good. After we ate, I took everything back down and cleaned up. When Y/N came down, she had her hair in a side braid. She was dressed in a black shert that had sleves up to her elbows, and flowing red skirt, and black heals. “Did you have plans today?” I say with a confused face as she looks through her purse. “Nope, I have nothing to do today so I’m going to the mall and window shop. If I find something I like I’ll go in and get it.” I put the dish towel I was using over my shoulder. “Well before you come back can you get some eggs? We don’t have any.” “Of course.” She gives me a quick kiss, she’s about to go before I deepen it and we end up staying like that for a good five minutes before she pulls away. I try to get her to stop and when I fail I let out a grumble that she laughs at. “I am going to go have me time and you need to get ready for work.”

Once she leaves I get ready for work and set off.

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Today not much happened just a whole ton of paperwork that I had to take care of from past mission. When I got home and enter into the kitchen I was about to call out to her, but then I here her voice coming from the living room. “You know when Natasha finds out about you she’s… well I don’t know what she’ll be like, but I know she won’t be too happy.” Then I hear something that sounds like… a chicken? I shake that thought out of my head thinking I was just hearing things. “I know your nervous. How do you think I feel?”

Once I feel like I think I’ve heard enough I turn the corner into the livingroom. When she sees me she hides something behind her back. She looks the same as this morning the only difference is her hair is down. “Hey, there.” “Hi, love your back early.” She says with cheer. Any nervousness from when she was talking to, what I assume was, herself long gone. “Did you buy eggs, like I asked?” “Even better.” She turns around to pick something up. “What the fuck did you-?” She turned around stopping me from finishing my sentence. She was holding a full grown chicken in her hands. “Her name is Fluffy!”

There is just complete and utter confusion on my face. ‘How the hell did she get a chicken!?! Scratch that WHY does she have a chicken!?!’ “Y/N” I say in a completely calm voice despite feeling the exact opposite. “Yes?” She says in the same tone with some cutesy face no doubt hoping she’s not in trouble. “Why the HELL do you have a chicken?” She finally puts the chicken down and starts to pet it. “Well I tried to get the eggs like you asked.” “But?” “Well I went to this place that said you could get your own eggs AND it had eggs in the name! But when I looked around I couldn’t find any so I ask for some from this old Asian lady that works there. I didn’t understand a word she was saying and I didn’t want to be rude. So when she gave me Fluffy and told me to go that’s what I did. Then I got stuff for her and came home and now we’re here.”

I looked at her in utter shock and disbelief. Picking the chicken back Y/N placed her in a temporary pen she had for Fluffy. Then pointed out all the stuff she got for her. “See I got her seed, and one of those water bottle things, oh and a coop.” She picks up the box with the coop in it and I look at her with a soft smile. “I’ll have to build it, but it says it has a place for her to lay eggs and a place to put the water thing.”

I let out a chuckle and take the box from her. “I think I’ll build the coop no offence but I don’t trust you. Also were moving her outside, no complaints.” “Fair enough.” She shrugs and start to move Fluffy’s things outside to the backyard. “At least I know when I finally have enough courage to pop the question my life after won’t be boring.” Looking out seeing her play with Fluffy with a smile, I look down shake my head and go over to her.

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Pink Chains

Punk! Kyotani x Bubbly F! reader. Aka my favorite cliche trope. It lives in my head every second of the day.

This is the FIRST HALF because its too much words to fit in one post ! :(

Kyotani owns a grunge /punk apparel shop after leaving the Sendai Frogs after a incident with the Black Jackals. He designs his own clothes and hires Oikawa & Iwaizumi as his employees. Everything goes smoothly for awhile, till you walk in; pink dress, big smile , and bubbly personality. His whole life stops in that moment. 

“Excuse me sir? Do you have a fitting room?”

He blinks finally realizing you are in front of him looking a little huffy, bunching up your cheeks waiting for his answer. Kyo rubs the back of his neck showing off his wolf sleeve to you along with his tone muscles after playing volleyball in highschool. He points with his chin towards the left. “In the back” he tells you. The smile you give him just about melts his fucking heart

***

Oikawa can be heard having a stroke pretty much in the background and a loud slap making him shut up. Kyo shows you where the fitting room is and its more like a room with a curtain on it . You skip past him going in and before you close the curtain you smile at him again.

“Dont leave! I want a second opinion, okay?!?” The curtain whipped closed.

Kyo looked over at his friends and Iwazuimi just nodded fast while Oikawa gave him a thumbs up. Kyo rolled his eyes looking down at his clothes while he waited. A black shirt with a wolf on it , black jeans with rips in them , chains hanging around his pockets and tan boots . He rubs his volleyball tattoo and glances at his sleeve thinking for a minute. Not once had he seen someone like you in his store, even on his day off his friends would text him if such a thing ever happened. So what exactly were you doing?

You flipped your dress over the curtain and Kyos eyes immediately caught it. He looked over his arm and the two were trying not to panic. When he looked back you peeked out from the curtain smiling.

“Ok ready? Be honest ok?”

“...sure..”

you moved the curtain and posed for him. “So?”

It was wonderful, the skirt the shirt the way they fit perfectly on you , the colors looked great on you too even if the shirt was a mix of dark colors and the skirt was red. Kyo gulped taking it in, god he hoped you would be a regular after this.

“Its perfect sweetie.” He said , eyes wide in disbelief.

“Ee really?!?”

“ yes.”

You giggled closing the curtain again and pulled your dress down. Kyo looked over his shoulder again and Iwazuimi had his head on the register and Oikawa was just giving him a thumbs up.

You skipped outta the dressing room holding the items and giving Kyo a smile . “Ill take em !” You told him full of eagerness.

“Okay okay.” He motioned for you to follow him to the register , giving his friends a look till they moved. Kyo went around the desk and rang up the stuff abd of course Oikawa had to say something.

“Never seen a cutie like you before in here!”

Kyo looked over at him and Iwazuimi pulled him away. “I just remembered a shipment came in”

“Iwa-chaaaan”

It was just you and him now. Kyo had no idea what to say to you , fuck he really was awful with girls. He placed the bag on the register and you took it from him , your fingers touching his knuckles and rings for a second. Kyo rubbed his knuckles with his free hand not looking at you.

“Thank you!”

“Uh huh. Anytime.”

He was waiting for the bell on the door to go off, signalling that you left but it never came. Kyo was getting slightly annoyed, not at you but himself. He cant even make conversation.

“I like your tattoo!!!”

He blinked looking over at you to see you pointing to his wolf sleeve. “Its so pretty!!”

“Thank you.”

“Uhm i know people dont like their tattoos touched but i wanted to tell you its pretty.”

“.....you can touch it…” good, cmon Kyo… “i dont mind.” He held his arm out.

“Really?!?” Her hands hovered over it and Kyo nodded slowly.

Slowly you placed your hands on his arm on the first wolf. Kyos hand was in a fist he was so nervous , no female had ever asked to touch his ink before let alone talk to him . You were so soft, feeling your fingers glide over his wolves was the best thing he felt in a long time. It was almost as satisfying as spiking the ball.

“All so pretty!!” You ran your hands up while you spoke. “I want one but im so nervous!!!”

He couldn't help but smile at that. “Oh yeah? Of what?”

“Mm!! I love red pandas.. they are just so cute and tiny !! But also kittens are cute.. “ you stopped at the biggest wolf on his upper arm. He felt you squeeze his muscle.

“Red pandas and kittens would be cool” he told you , trying to flex his arm without you noticing.

“Mmm!!! But the red pandas… they are so fuzzy . And im a little scared of the pain.” Squeeze squeeze.

“It only hurts for a little while.” His face felt red and his hand was no longer a fist. “Maybe i can go with you if you decide to do it. My guy did all my ink.”

You jumped and squeezed for a minute before letting go. “REALLY?!? I . Well uh, youll be there if i get scared ?”

Kyo gave you a smug smile as he rubbed his sleve. “Yeah yeah, you can squeeze my hand if you get scared or it hurts too much.”

“Ah yay!!” You pulled your phone outta your bag and handed it to him. It took him a second to realize what you wanted. Kyo put his number in and you took the phone back giggling.

“Kyo! Okay! Ill see you tonight!!!” You waved goodbye leaving the store and Iwa and Kawa ran over tackling Kyo to the ground .

They teased him till he got fed up and pushed them off . They all sat on the floor just taking in the moment. The look on Iwas face was perfect, he was so proud of his friend and Kawa was too but also he wanted to make jokes . Kyo leaned on the register just staring at his rings with a smile. His phone buzzed a minute later and as soon as he read the text his heart fluttered.

“Hi!! Its y/n! Im so excited for you to with me! Ill meet you outside your shop kay?!? ✨✨✨✨✨”

He smiled and replied back.

“Okay sweetie.”

***

Safe to say Kyo was on edge all day , thank god Iwazuimi was there to help customers whenever Kyo shut down and just had that angry look on his face. Oikawa was stuck on stock duty even though he finished a half hour ago . Kyo just gave him odd jobs till he had enough.

Oikawa went over to the register leaning down on it to see Kyo staring at his phone at the text , he shot Oikawa a look and he just had a smug look on his face.

“Is the summer line out …”

“Yep. Did that about two hours ago.”

“Well go fold something.”

“How about you tell me how this girl has you all messed up Mad Dog.”

Kyo looked up, putting his phone down standing up , he grabbed Oikawas shirt and the smug boy put his hands up grinning.

“Its okay to be nervous Mad Dog.”

“Im not...nervous.”

Iwazuimi looked over and hurried to his friends pulling Oikawa back. “Knock it off.” He told him.

“Iwa-chan tell him he cant see this girl if hes gonna get all angry and pouty.”

Iwazuimi leaned onto the register thinking it over, Oikawa was right , as much as he hated admitting it . “Kyo..shitty Kawa is right.”

Kyo turned to his friend and Oikawa walked away feeling accomplished.

“I know she was super happy and bubbly and you were all closed off in the beginning but you let her touch your ink. You have never let anyone touch your ink before. Your not who you were in highschool Kyotani, dont scare her off .”

He leaned on the register looking at the rings on his hands . “I really fucked myself with that attitude i had didint i, im lucky the Sendai Frogs even picked me up when they did.”

“Remember how annoying it was to hear those girls scream whenever Oikawa served the ball?”

“Mhm.”

“Its your chance to stick it too him , that girl paid no attention to him. And she looked really interested in you. Just calm down and breathe.”

Kyo looked over his shoulder to see Oikawa chatting up a punk girl who was not interested. Iwazuimi stretched while he watched. “This isn't his element anymore. Its yours Kyo.”

He rubbed his tattoo taking in a deep breath. “Damn right it is.”

••

8 o clock finally came and Kyo was still inside writing down the weekly income while Iwa and Kawa locked everything up. Business should pick up soon with his new summer line , he was looking forward to the extra money but not the longer shifts. Iwa and Kawa went over to the desk and Iwazuimi took the key from Kyos hand.

“Excuse you.” He said looking up.

“Your dates here.” Kawa said looking over his shoulder.

Kyo got up looking over Kawa to see you outside the door holding a pink shoulder bag . She really showed up..

“We will finish the records” Iwa told him

“Iwa will finish them” Kawa said

Iwazuimi grabbed his shirt preventing him from leaving. “We, will finish the records.”

“Ugnnn…”

“Lock up after.” Kyo grabbed his jacket putting it on , it was light blue with zippers all over it.

Kyo opened the door feeling his heart in his throat, he was nervous but he could do this. What was he so afraid of ?

You turned around hearing the bell and gave Kyo a big hug and a smile. “Hi Kyo!!!”

Oh fuck.

He lightly put his arm around you and you jumped back smiling . “Ready?”

“Y..yep. Yes. My guy does great work.” He said walking with you.

“Whats he like?!?” You asked walking with him happily.”

“Mmm well, hes nice . Likes to sit in his shop all day. Bit of a wise ass.” He looked down to see you looking at his sleeve again. You glanced up and jumped .

“Sorry!! “

“Dont be, i think you love it as much as i do .”

“Ive always liked wolves but everyone told me they were too scary for me to like.”

Kyo smirked walking closer . “Oh yeah? They aren't all bad.”

“I know!” You poked at his arm. “You are really cool so that just proves they arent all bad.”

It took him a minute to register what you said .”i'm flattered sweetie.”

“Tell me about you!”

“Mm..” Kyo rubbed his sleeve, giving everyone they passed the death glare. “I played volleyball in highschool, those guys at my shop played too on the team. I got picked up by the Sendai Frogs for a bit but after awhile i wanted something calmer”

You stopped walking and Kyo stopped looking back to see you with big eyes. “Whats.. wrong?”

“You did professional volleyball?!?”

“Yep. But i wanted to design things , and Oikawa and Iwazuimi came along with me. My tattoo guy was on our highschool team too.”

“Thats.. AMAZING.” You grabbed his arm following him going on and on asking about being a professional and what it was like.”

Kyo felt really nice inside, he even told you about his attitude in highschool and you just thought it was so silly . “What?!? But your so nice and calm now!”

Safe to say his heart grew after hearing that. He squeezed your hand and let go to open the door to the tattoo shop.

“Thank you sweetie, were here.”

••

The tattoo shop had music blaring as soon as Kyo opened the door making you blink a few hundred times.

“Oi Mattsun!! where are you.” Kyo said, lightly pushing you inside so he could close the door. You found yourself clinging to Kyos arm looking all around trying to adjust to the music and this very bright room . It had art Everywhere. Posters, free hand, digital, tattoos, everything. You could not tell what color the walls were. In the center was the stations with a desk to the left when you walked in and a waiting area in the corner on the right.

“Oi!!!!”

“Shaddup! Your ruining the best part!!!”

You looked up at Kyo watching him yell with a huge smile on his face.

“OI!!!!”

“KYOTANI I SWEAR ILL FUCK YOU UP IF YOU DONT-... oh my”

The music cut off and a tall man appeared from the other side of the desk . He was covered in tattoos from neck to ankles. Very spiky black hair and a lip ring with ear piercings . He had on loose shorts and black Vans with his tattoo shops shirt on. He made his way around the desk looking you over then giving Kyo a look.

“Who's this?”

Before Kyo could speak you let go of his arm and jumped in front of him. “Im y/n! Id like a tattoo please!”

Mattsun folded his arms smirking and looked over you to Kyo who was half smirking half trying to figure out why the hell you did that.

“ shes with me Mattsun, “

“Alright alright.” He put his hands uo turning his music back on but at a more bearable level and brought you to his station with a sketchbook. You sat down fixing your dress and Kyo took your bag to hold it . Mattsun snapped a picture and Kyo grabbed his shirt.

“Dont.”

“Too late.! Cant wait for Oikawa to see”

“Fuck you Mattsun”

“Uhm..”

They both looked at you and Mattsun chuckled, swatting Kyos hand away and scooted closer to you in his wheely chair . “Okay Y/n , what would you like hmm?”

“Uhm.. a red panda!”

Mattsun looked at Kyo and then you then Kyo then the art on his walls then Kyo again.

“ what did you bring me.”

Kyo was leaning forward in his wheely chair moving back and forth looking very satisfied with this situation. “I mean if you cant do it ill go to 13 Tattoos down the street”

“Fuck you Kyotani you step one foot in that shop and im never inking you again”

You poked Kyos arm and he looked over at you .

“Uhm.. kyo.”

“Yes sweetie?”

“Youll hold my hand right i..”

Mattsun saw Kyo get flustered for a second and chuckled into his sketchbook while he drew a red panda. Good for you Mad Dog.

Kyo looked down at her hand, he was hesitating. He just needed to grab it. What was he doing? She likes you Mad Dog . His arm inched forward and you placed your hand in his , god the clash with his sleeve and your skin was the best thing hes ever seen. So innocent, fragile, excited. And he was loud, lashed out, swore, pushed buttons… god he loved it.

“Y/n hows this look?” He turned the sketchbook around and you looked along with Kyo.

It was in fact a red panda up on its back legs with its little paws in the air with a happy face and some hearts around it.

“Is SO CUTE !! Kyo kyo look!!!”

“I see it sweetie.” He couldn't help but laugh at the little panda and Mattsun. “Its cute, Mattsun”

“Of course!” He set the sketchbook down and got his gear ready. “Im happy you like it y/n, where would you like it?”

“Oh oh! My arm please the inside a little above my elbow ?”

He smiled scooting closer . “Okay, hold it out for me y/n”

You held out your arm and rubbed Kyos hand with your thumb, he jumped in his skin looking down at you but you were focused on Mattsun drawing the panda on you. He lightly rubbed back on your hand enjoying how soft your skin felt against his thumb.

Mattsun peeled the paper away and picked up his tool, turning it on. “Ready?”

“Yes!..”

“Hold still for me y/n” he leaned forward and started on the outline on your skin.

It hurt, oh it hurt.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

You can do this y/n

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

“Still got my art on the wall huh?”

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz

“Why wouldn't i? Hows Kawa and Iwa?”

Zzzzz…..

“Same as always. You should see Oikawa strike out at work Mattsun”

Zzzzzzzz…. it was getting hard to keep a straight face..

“That sounds hilarious is he still complaining over the skinny jeans?”

Zzzzz...z.z.z..zzzzz

“God yeah.”

“Ky..kyo..”

he looked up from the tattoo to see you on the verge of tears, you kept looking down and trying to fidget but Mattsun had a firm grip on you. “Stay still for me y/n okay? Don't move”He glanced at Kyo and leaned back to change ink colors then started on coloring.

“Kyo..-“

He reached up with his free hand to cup your cheek and turn your head so you could see him. “Look at me.”

“K..”

“ sshh.. just focus on me okay? Tell me why you like red pandas .”

“ they.. are fuzzy.. i love fuzzy stuff.. and they are troublemakers getting into.. all sorts of things..”

He lightly ran his thumb under your eye getting rid of a tear .

“Dont..dont let go of my hand..”

“I wont Sweetie. What else do you like about them “

“Doing great Y/n, almost done”

“Uhm.. they.. i love red. Its my favorite color. And they like to flop around and tackle each other.. I heard a zoo nearby has them but.. i dont know where.``

“Miyagi zoo, would you like to go sweetie?”

“Y-yes i..” your eyes wandered away from Kyo and he brought you back to him gently.

“Ssh , look at me. Just me remember?”

“Just.. you.”

“Yes sweetie. Youre doing so good.”

“Done.” He wiped the panda a few times and scooted back taking a picture with his phone. “My apprentice is gonna have a stroke. Okay y/n if you wanna go look my mirror is right over by the wall”

Kyo helped you up and wiped under both of your eyes with his thumbs and you smiled up at him holding yourself. “I..i did it..” you choked out a giggle.

“Yes you did. Go take a look .” Kyo told you and let you go. He watched you make your way to the mirror and Mattsun yanked him over to his desk getting behind it to record the order in the laptop. They were quiet for a second .

Mattsun looked up at Kyo, he was leaning on the desk with his arms up on it.

“How the fuck did you meet her”

“She came into my store, Mattsun. Do you see her?”

“Did she buy ANYTHING?”

“She bought the plaid red skirt and the kitten guitar shirt”

“What the fuck Kyotani.”

“Ask Iwa and Oikawa, they could not keep it together.”

Mattsun took his phone out texting Oikawa.

“I let her touch my sleeve, Mattsun”

His friend dropped his phone looking up at this hard and angry punk guy staring at him.

“She told me she thought it was pretty and I let her touch it, every wolf.”

“I did the ink and i can't even touch it”

“Shes just.. i don't even know Mattsun. Shes different.”

“From your usual? Uh yeah i'd say so.”

“ i wanna hold onto her, but i dont know how, im scared ill.. scare her off.”

“Dont be gettin all sentimental on me Mad Dog, if she didint run off from my music, your swearing or your store shes not gonna run off now, she was going to have a panic attack in my damn chair if you didint calm her down.”

“Shut up, im not sentimental.. she was gonna .. cry.”

“God..”

“Fuck you, how much is the tattoo”

“$40 because im feeling nice and its about time you had a girl interested in you”

Kyo took his wallet out and put the money on the desk, “keep the change”

“Oh what a baller.” He teased taking the money and coming around to shove his friend. “Good to see you, lets all get together soon for some beach volleyball “

“Yeah yeah, and fine. But you call everyone , “

“Killjoy.”

You skipped over hugging Kyos sleeve and showing him your panda and thanking Mattsun over and over.

“Of course y/n , happy you like it.” He pat your head.

••

Kyo said his goodbyes and was walking down the street with you , it was 9 at night now and he did not want to leave yet.. you were still hugging his sleeve not talking much .

“Hey..”

“Yes kyo?”

“You told me your name and i've still been calling you sweetie, why haven't you said anything? “

You let go of his arm skipping in front of him smiling. “Well, i like it. Its cute to hear you say it..”

He smirked, rubbing his head trying not to look at you. “Will you laugh if i say i don't want to leave yet.”

You shyly took his hand holding it. “No, I wont. I uhm.. i have class in the morning but.. do you want to spend the night? N-not for uh .. uhm.. i mean.. i.. uh.”

Kyo laughed pulling his hand back bringing you with it, he wrapped his other arm around you. “That sounds nice sweetie, id love too.”

“Yay!! Youll get to meet Mocha!!!”

“Mocha?”

“My kitten!!!”

He sighed down at you giving you a hug and you squeezed him. “Thank you.. for calming me down …”

“Of course. You did great sweetie.”

You giggled, swaying a bit. “Ahh easy my arm kinda hurts heh..”

“Oh right, it will be tender for a week or so.” He held you close keepin an eye on your arm. “You did great , you really did.”

You nuzzled into his chest feeling full of bliss . “Thank you Kyo.”

••

@zoppzoop

@nekxrizawa, @kyovtani thought you would enjoy this !

[loudestcloud]

After a long brake from this saga, it returns for her birthday! However, I should start this by saying the obvious fact that I don't like they way Nami and women in general are drawn, I really wish the mangaka had a middle ground between the 'If I sneeze I'll snap in half sexy girls' and the 'i will crush you in my fat rolls ugly girls' types but here we are and this is what we've got. As a result, most of my connects would usual be how I wish she her skirts would be longer n such but I'm not gonna do that because I don't want it to get in the way of the actual content in the post. Let's go: NAMI!!

'First appearance': it's not the first at all, idk what to call it tho, it's her 3rd. it's just the one in We are so technically counts. It's probably the nostalgia, but I love this look. I can't place why but I'm not even mad at the weird stripe lengths design, it's just cute to me. The sleeves are short but long enough to hide her tattoo and I adore her skirt too like the dark orange parts remind me of blood oranges!

Baratie, Loguetown, Little Garden, first Arabasta outfit, (& Long Ring Long Land) Post-Arabasta & Post-Enies Lobby: This was probably a common or local brand for her cos she's rocking that skirt in all different colors 👌 Also, I just wanna start by saying, all her t shirts actually go past her hips? So her skirts would actually be longer than they look cos she's actually draw quite strange when in tops. Anyway, shes starting off strong with this nice pink top n I like the nice shade with the white. Then, a dark blue for the first and only time ever for Nami to pick out. I personally think lighter colors are nicer for her tho. Bringing us to this BEAUTIFUL baseball jersey with purple sleves, get it bitch oml! 😘 I don't think that skirt matches very well but it's still cute. Then, she tries stripes and I think it works out well and I think the 3/4 length look is good for her too so that one is nice. The diamond pattern tank top is actually one of my favourite Pre-Skip looks just because it's so well matched with the skirt. You can't see in the picture but the dot inside the circle is the same yellow as her top so it's just very well done, definitely an actual set. And the lace? Amazing. I hate the feel of lace myself but it looks amazing.

Baratie, Drum Island, Post-Arabasta, Long Ring Long Land Whisky Peak, Post-War, Punk Hazard: Now, I don't actually have much to say about these, I just think they are worth mentioning.i like Nami in shirts with text, I always spend way too long trying to read em lol. Anyway, I like the Drum Island shirt & Punk Hazard shorts because ✨ stripes ✨

Water 7 & Enies Lobby: Nami's first dress! And also a new skirt! I like this frilly style more, I wish it stayed around tbh but oh well. Water 7 gives us the iconic blue shirt & tie with matching shoes and it's a blessing really. Then, Enies Lobby gave us the strange Denim outfit that Paulie hated with all his mind 🤣 At the time,I thought it was a cool outfit. It's not bad, the too looks a bit armour so it's go that going for it and that jacket slaps in my opinion. I like long sleeves on cropped jackets.

Thriller Bark: Pink! When I saw the first outfit, I thought something super bad was going to happen because it looked fancy and that anime for 'time to die'. Lucky for her, nothing happened at all apart for her just looking really grown up. I like her hair too, super cute. In the next fit, it's a total flip, quite punk. Her belt is a nice contrast from her skirt and I LOVE her top! Her party outfit looks like an itchy lace and the straps, while I live frills, look very irritating. It looks cute but I could never wear it myself. Lastly for this set is one of my all time favourites for Nami because she gets to wear a necklace! It's very small and hard to see but I think it's amazingly cute. This combination of her hair being down again, a nice pokadot shirt, full length jeans and a big smile from making a friend makes it all the best.

Sabaody Archipelago & Levely: As with the 3rd outfit set, I just think these are neat. She's rockin' a different necklace, shorts and a 90s style flower top then in Levely she's chillin' in a simple puff sleeve shirt with hearts a cross the chest. Simple looks, very effective

Fish-Man Island, Punk Hazard & Dressrosa: Fish-man island comin' in hot with the iconic Timeskip look and belt! This, I much prefer the Crimin bra because it's simple plus her hair is up really cutesy. Also it's funny cos that would have been expensive for she didn't steal all the outfits she did. Looks wise, Punk Hazard is my favourite but I really dislike that it doesn't cover the bottom of her boobs and its not really supportive. I think it's my favourite because it reminds me of Frankys vibes. Dressrosa's is also really cute but once again looks like the frills would tickle a bit. Also I like her shorts.

Zou: A DRESS! not only that but it's Purple, a color she's not worn before more than as sleeves years back. It's an interesting dress style, very lacy and would brake easy but it's VERY nice to look at. Her next looks bring back the ruffley frills and basic shirts. The half button shirt has her 2nd number on it and the colour matches her skirt! I like the purple coming back in her next skirt but what I like way more is her last Zou look. It's a nice halter neck with black lace trim then to make it better, her skirt is a wonderful shade of red that has an adjustable rope belt with little gold buttons on! I just- 🥰

Whole Cake Island & Wano: everyone's lord and fashion savour, WHOLE CAKE!!! I mean look at how cute she is in that first one! That fairytale aesthetic really owns my ass at this point! Then it's a total shift with that more mature sexy style red turtleneck dress no sleeves? The side by side vibes are 😘👌 love em! Plus, this arc gave us more purple AND 2 box neckline dresses which I think with Nami they really work. The forts Wano ouyfit is only here cos blue really works for her. It look okay but I don't think they are as nice as most people do. Idk what it is about it, I think it's just too square. The 2nd is nicer to my eyes, idk

And lastly, I just wanted to Shout out the First eps and the Dead End Adventure outfit cos it looks like Vector from Despicable me:

This post was made listening to 'One Piece vibes' by Kato & rewatching One Piece

Sanji

Luffy

Zoro

[strawberry-sanrio]

heather - kageyama tobio

kageyama x reader (songfic?)

warnings: angst with a dash of heartbreak

description: obviously inspired by conan gray’s heather. i’m aware that many have done their takes on this but this is mine :)

words: 1.3k

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You, Y/L/N Y/N, and Kageyama Tobio had been friends since as far back as you two were cabable of remembering. You were neighbors and your mother had once trained under his grandfather in her days as a volleyball player alongside Tobio’s mother. When you were born, it was only normal for them to make plans to set you two up as friends. After all, he was only a few months older than you. Although you two grew up quickly, you never grew apart- cherishing each other’s presence always- even during Kageyama’s worst time. You helped him push through it and never give up his goals. You two were not just friends, you were best friends, and you loved that. But...

Sometime during those years together that flew by faster than any summer, feelings for him arose within you. How could they not? Kageyama grew to be handsome and strong. You would’ve been a fool not to notice it. 

You still remembered your third year at Kitagawa Daiichi, it was a third of December. You had woken up late one day and out of forgetfulness you had forgotten to bring a sweater to school, hence almost freezing to death by the time you got there. When Kageyama noticed you, it didn’t take long for him to pull the dark blue crew neck sweater off of his white dress shirt and throw it at you.

It was only natural of you to blush out of embarrassment.

“Awww, Kageyama, you do care about me! This sweater is my favorite after all,” You exclaimed, trying to play off the nerves that bubbled up inside of you. “I knew it.”

“Shut up and put the sweater on before I put it on you, dummy,” he threatened, giving you a glare which immediately shut you up and made you throw on the swear as quickly as you could.

It was baggy on you, reaching halfway down your skirt and the sleves about two inches from the tips of your icy delicate fingers. The cold you had felt quickly escaped your body thanks to the heat from his sweater, and you could only relish in it. It was nice, and you couldn’t help but pull the neck of it up to your nose and give it a sniff.

Now it was his turn to blush.

“W-what are you doing, idiot?!”

“Did you have... Miso soup for breakfast?” You inquired, having smelled so among other things on his sweater.

“Shut up!”

He quickly turned around, his ears bright red as he headed towards your shared classroom- causing you to jog after him so he wouldn’t leave you behind.

“It looks better on you...”

You froze in your spot and before you could reply to his sudden compliment, Kageyama headed inside the classrom where the loud chatter of your guys’ classroom filled the air.

Looking back, anybody would believe he returned such feelings for you. After all, you were a beautiful girl and all signs pointed to yes. Hell, you two had even shared your guys’ first kisses together one fateful night.

But there was one problem.

Yuzuno Akari. 

As you entered the classroom, taking a place next to him, you watched his eyes as she walked by. You couldn’t deny, she was a sight for sore eyes. Her head leaned back as she laughed in all of her joy, her eyes twinkling brighter than the blue sky. 

Your eyes remained on his and his only remained on him, even when you repeatedly called out his name. Tobio paid no mind as he fell deeper into the trance she unknowingly held him in. She had him mesmerized, you knew it. You knew it because deep inside, you died.

You never understood. Why? If he liked her so much, why did he even kiss you? You weren’t nearly half as pretty as she was.

You ignored it, or so you tried. And it worked... For a while. It wasn’t long before you two graduated Junior High and moved onto Karasuno together. Some part of you felt relieved. Despite his obvious crush on Akari he never confessed to her, being too occupied with volleyball and family affairs to partake in such things.

That’s why Karasuno was good chance. A good chance to restart and to build new relationships and skills. Both of you were ready. You were ready to build something different with him, and following him was the first part. Only for it to come crashing down as you both bumped into Yuzuno Akari at the entrance ceremony. Unknowingly, he smiled at the sight of her- feeling some sort of happiness thanks to seeing her. It was the first time he had smiled in months. No matter how hard you tried with your encouraging words and corny jokes, not once did he ever crack one. And at the sight of her... His walls tumbled down.

“Maybe if I ignore it, it will go away,” you told yourself, trying to stop yourself from accepting the cruel reality. “Maybe I have a chance...”

This time, it didn’t. In fact, it only grew closer and closer. like ice freezing over water. Kageyama and you being the only people who she knew from junior high, she automatically linked herself with you two- much to Tobio’s inner delight and to your dismay.

Months passed, and everyone around school knew you as the third wheel. Kageyma and Yuzuno’s third wheel, to be precise. Everyone knew he liked her, including the boys on the volleyball team who took immediate pity among you. After all, you had joined as the second team manager because of him.

But how could they not notice his love for Akari? Whenever she walked into the gym to watch him practice, he turned bright red and was a bit anxious while playing- not wanting to fail in front of the very girl he wanted to so desperately impress.

She went to watch many times, but one specific time stood out to not only you, but everybody else as well.

When the boys began clean up after practice, you headed out to get them all drinks only to return back in time to hear a rather distasteful conversation.

“Woah! Kageyama, you gave her your sweater?!”

“Tch, it’s just polyester,” he told them, turning around as he blushed red.

“Yeah, but you like her better than Y/L/N,” Tanaka commented, shaking his head in disagreement at such a thought process. He didn’t understand it. You were much prettier than Akari. 

“What does Y/N have anything to do with this?”

“Kageyama,” Sugawara called out softly, his eyes shifting from the ground to the ravenette’s face. “You really don’t know?”

Before they could say anything else, you slid open the door and mustered up the best smile you could give them.

“Drinks are here!”

Deep inside, you winced at your own voice.

‘I wish I were Akari.’

It was only the next day when Tobio announced to the team that Akari and him were officially dating. You wanted to cry. You wanted to shout. You wanted to show him how much it affected you, but you didn’t. You couldn’t. Not at that moment or not even as she stood there in the once-loved dark blue crewneck- her hand in his and his arm around her small shoulders. Chills went up your spine as a gust of wind flew by, reminding you of the sweater you had accidentally left at home. But it wasn’t cold, at least not as cold as the sight of them together.

It caused you pain and suffering, but how could you hate her? She was such an angel, but at the same time you kinda wished she were dead as she kissed him on the cheek goodbye and walked past you- giving you a small smile. Only then did Kageyama notice your presence. He smiled at you too.

And you could only smile back.

[carolinasousawrites]

I hand stitched the hem of my underskirt and, since I don’t actually know how to do these things, I am so proud of myself.

Basically, I bought it bc one of my skirts is lovely but oh so transparent, therefore harder to wear (it was also a bit long, so i had to wear it with heels; problem solved now that I’ve put on a little weight and it sits higher on my torso). I knew I might need some alterations on the underskirt bc it hit right under my knee and it could be useful with this other skirt (that now doesn’t fit me thanks to the quarantine weight I’ve put on - no, not a lot, I was just really skinny before and my closet reflects my former xs self), so I shoved the underskirt on the bag of things to take to the seamstress and I would do that tomorrow. You know, that magical day that never really comes.

I kept my grandmother’s sowing supplies after she passed, so I have some thread and lots of needles. And after watching one too many of Bernardette Banner’s videos, I figured I should learn to sew. It’s a useful skill and who knows what I could do if I actually learned something, right? (I did pick up the tiniest bit of stitching from Grams while she was alive, but I still don’t really know what I’m doing.) That led to using some scraps of fabrics from a dress’s sleves I got altered to make a scrunchie (it’s not perfect, but it’s functional), then buying some more thread bc I have a random assortment of colors that I enherited years ago that were already old to begin with (Grams taught me how to see if the thread is still any good).

So I thought, now that I had the right color of thread (black) for these little easy fixes, I didn’t need to take some of the things in the bag to the seamstress. After those, I thought it was worth a shot with the underskirt bc I knew what I wanted done: remove the lace edge that shows under the skirt, shorten it. So I did it. And in only 2 days. A true victory when you consider I am not the most patient or craftiest of people. It’s probably a bit wonky and stuff, but I’m still proud of myself. 

[the-fiction-witch]

Yes Mummy,

REAL LIFE: COUPLE: IHW X READER RATING: SMUTTY AF (MUMMY KINK)

Warnings: terribly SMUTTY mummy kink! Now for disclosure! I don't quite know how a mummy kink works like I know how daddy kinks work but like the serious like daddy baby girl kinda thing so this is gonna be quiet out there (Case you didn't know what that is? You know how like some girls call there bfs daddy, yeah this is effective the gender swap on that, so here we go!)

"Isaac" I call as I wandered into his room he was still in bed his head buried on his pillow his brown hair a shaggy mess, his body pale and soft in the place it stuck out from his dark blue duvet covers, his glasses sat on his side table under his lamp and next to his phone, his arm hung out the bed from where he obviously checked the time in the night and never actually got completely back in bed I smiled going over and putting a cup of tea on his table beside his glasses and giving his head a kiss making him sturr in his sleep a smile creeping into his lips "Isaac wakey, wakey" I smile lightly shaking his shoulder "Ummm five more minutes" he complains trying to turn over "No, now" I tell him Pulling the duvet away from him exposing his soft skin and his black and blue tight boxers shorts with his morning wood stretching the fabric a lot, he just groaned and buried his face in his pillow so I laughed going over and opening his curtains letting the Bright sunlight flood in "Uhhhhh! Y/n...let me sleep" he complains "No, come on" I laugh sitting on his bed as he sat up rubbing his eyes and putting his glasses on checking his phone and having a sip of tea "Thank you for the tea dearest," he says giving my cheek a kiss "ummm I'm so tired" he complains "You Should have gotten to sleep earlier," I tell him "rather than staying up till half past midnight playing that game," I tell him "I know" he sighs resting his head on my shoulder "How did you sleep?" I ask "Fine, just wish I could have had more of it" be complains "good morning" he smiles kissing down my neck and down between my breasts making out with my chest his head nuzzled between my breasts where they hung from my nightie "Why do you always say hello to them First?" I laugh "They draw my attention, first thing in the morning" he smirked so I pushed him out of my cleavage and went to get dressed in my room, me and Isaac have been roommates since we started uni almost everyone else has moved out now in with partners, me and Isaac are a couple but since we only have single beds we sleep in our own rooms still.

I sighed looking for something to watch on TV "Hey" Isaac smiled dumping himself beside me on our cheap sofa "what are we watching?" He asks "No idea yet" I shrug "why something on you wanted to watch?" I ask "Nope, just wanted a cuddle" he smiles resting his head on me so I laughed petting his soft hair for a while till we found some old movie on so we sat watching for a while a blanket now wrapped up around us as we cuddled I smirked as I felt Isaac press little kisses down my neck and chest and he kept going putting his head in my lap I giggled a little readjusting my hips to make sure I and he where comfy in this new position his head nuzzled into my lap "Comfy?" I ask after a while and he nods sweetly and just in that quiet he spoke "Yes mummy" he blushes and I smiled slyly stroking his soft brown hair a moment letting him nuzzle into my strokes and I chuckled "Does somebody want to play baby boy tonight?" I ask "Yes please mummy" he blushed turning to face me I smiled holding his waist or well where his waist would be if he wasn't so dam skinny he smiled going along with me so he sat on my lap "pretty please mummy? Can we play tonight?" He smiled "Alright" I smile "go on little boy, upstairs to bed mummy will come play in a minute" I tell him he smiled licking his bottom lip excited giving my lips a gentle kiss and going to to his room I waited a little while before heading up to my room changing into my little dress and going over to Isaacs room when I got there he was sat in bed with his PJ's on hugging his teddy bear "awww what a big boy getting into bed all by himself" I smirk sorting his room for him "phone away?" I ask and he nods "good boy" I smile giving his head a kiss "now? What else does my little boy need before he goes to bed?" I ask slyly tapping his nose "Ummmm I need my orgasm mummy" he smirked "Ohh do you? Didn't you have one yesterday?" I ask "No... I didn't" he complains "pretty pretty please, I've been ever so good" he smiles "Well... As you have been a very good boy so far tonight" I smile sitting on his bed and slipping my hand into his pants and grabbing the shaft of his cock "Uhhhh... Ummmmm" he moans holding onto his big teddy bear extra tight grinding himself against my hand "uhhh uhhh uuuhh" he moans loudly "Ah ah ah too nosiy little boy" I warn slowing my hand "Ummm I'll be good mummy" he complains "One moment Isaac darling," I smile kissing his cheek and getting up giving his shaft a squeeze as I did going to my room getting a couple things from my box of toys and returning to his room when I did I noticed he had wrapped his legs around his plushie near and was grinding his bonner on it almost humping the innocent bear as he grew more desperate waiting for me I smiled putting my things down and taking his bear away "ah ah ah Isaac, you can have him back when you behave" I warn him putting the best with the other stuff "naughty boy" I told him tapping his nose "I didn't mean to...you where taking so long, I couldn't wait" he groans "Over know" I tell him as I sat on his bed he blushed and smiled bending over my knee I smirked slapping his arse cheek with my hand I felt him flinch his cock getting harder pressing against my leg as I spanked him "Uhhh uhhhh uuuhh" he moans as I spanked harder getting into a rythum with his harsh breaths and gagged moans "Humm? Naughty naughty boy" I tell him pulling down his pj pants and slapping his bare arse "Uhhhhh! Yes!" He moans "I've been naughty...I've been a bad bay boy" he moans I smirked getting a little toy of ours and spanking him with the harsh wood "UUUHHH uhhhhhhh," he moans "You've been a very bad boy Isaac," I smirk "who's been a bad bad little boy?" I ask "Ummmm I have, I've been a bad baby boy, a bad little boy that needs his mummy... desperately" he begs "Humm well alright" I smile getting some rope and tieing his hands behind his back making him stand infront of me I bit my lip looking at him his fluffy hair a mess, his face in that mess of pleasure and desperation, his eyes closed and his glasses asche, his little pj shirt rolled up to his elbows on the sleves and sticking alittle to his skinny body, his arms tied behind him helplessly, his pj pants on the floor around his ankles, his hard cock standing tall sometimes moving up and down in his pleasure filled state, I smirked looking at him this way I thought he looked adorable so cute and helpless waiting for his mummy to give him the pleasure he was so desperate for "come on out of them, Don't want dirty boys dirtying there nice clean PJ's" I smirk grabbing his arse and pulling him closer he blushed stepping out his pants "good boy" I smirk pushing him down on his bed and getting up starting to strip my dress off "ah ah ah what do you do Isaac?" I ask "Ummm I speed my legs for my mummy" he groans opening them wide for me rolling his head on his pillow already as I lety dress drop and climb on his lap "ummm mummy looks ever so beautiful" he smiles "Isaac, you should know by now, flattery doesn't get you anything" I smirk kissing his soft lips he happily kissed back softly I smiled feeling him grinding on me a little "humm is my little boy getting desperate?" I ask stroking his cheek and he nods "Please, your little boy needs attention" he begs "please mummy, I need it so badly please... your little boy need to be inside you" he moans "I'm begging you," he begs "What's the magic words Isaac?" I ask sweetly kissing down his neck "Ummm..." He moans "pwtty pwtty please baby boy need his mummy" he pleads childishly I smirked grinding back in him gently "ummmmm please! Please  please! I'm desperate, I'll be good I promise" he begs "Good boy" I smirk...

I yawned as I began making coffee letting the kettle boil getting the milk from the fridge "good morning" Isaac smiled making me jump "Ah! Not like you to be up so early" I laugh continuing with the coffee "Humm," he mumbled cuddling me closely and kissing my head "is it weird?" He asks "You being awake in the morning? Yes very" I laugh "Not that" he laughs "The what?" I ask "Playing baby boy?" He asks "No... Everyone has there kinks Isaac, your just happens to involve allot of baby talk and sometimes a pacifier" I shrug having my coffee and starting on Isaac's tea "Do you think it's weird though? Honestly?" He asks "It can be odd I guess, but most people don't batt an eye when a girl calls her boyfriend daddy why should anyone think twice about you calling me mummy, it's no worse then those couples who take the daddy Princess thing to far" I explain "You like playing baby boy Isaac nothings wrong with that" I laugh "besides, I think you always look soo so cute!" I giggled cuddling him tightly "something oddly adorable about you such a sweet baby boy being all tied up and restrained, looking so cute and innocent while asking for the dirtiest of things to be done to him" I smirk "same mix of cute and sexy you get with anime girls" I giggled "did baby boy want his teddy bear back now?" I giggled "No, can't I just grind my morning wood off on my mummy?" He begs "Alright" I giggled "but mummy has work to do" I tell him picking up the little pacifier from the table "so quiet Isaac" I tell him

p2?

[diigbydog]

you answered my riddle

Riddler (x Female!reader?) oneshot 

word count: 1842

A/N: hi guys! this is my first time writing ed, and first in a long time writing a fic, so i am looking forward to what you all think! i hope you all enjoy! it dosnt get very romantic but there is scenes of tension and implied interest! i may do a follow up if people want one!

It had been a normal day at the club. It was around 9pm on a friday night and the club was packed with patrons, tables were full and the dancefloor was lively. I had worked there for around 3 months now and every day was the same, different people but same routine. My colleagues are nice, and we tend to joke about particularly extravagant customers. The customers usually behaved themselves, even the criminal ones. A local band was playing on stage, they were better than most acts we've had in the past, But unfortunately they were interupted by 3 loud gunshots coming from backstage.

Suddenly, four armed men wearing masks charged onto stage pushing the performers onto the dancefloor  "Alright, everyone stay where you are! dont move!" one of them demanded as he pointed his gun to the ceiling and let off a few more warning shots. Their guns turned to the crowd of terrified gothamites. A chuckle could be heard, followed by "good evening, ladies and gentlemen! Im afraid tonights entertainment has been altered slightly!" I focused on the figure walking onto stage, it was a tall man in a stunning green suit and black bowler hat, the riddler, without a doubt. "- you're all going to be my entertainment now!" He chuckled into the microphone. I hadnt moved from the spot i was in when the first gunshot was fired. I couldnt seem to move yet my eyes were fixated on him. He continued to spew his selfcentered nonsense, carelessly waving around the pistol in his hand "now i dont want to hurt any of you lovely people, but im affraid unless the bar staff give me all of the cash out of the register, oh and answer my riddle, well you will all have to die, and we dont want that now, do we?"

I felt my heart beat faster as he jumped off the stage and started to carve a path through the crowd, directly towards me, one of his masked goons following close behind, empty  cloth bag in hand. As he got closer i slowly raised the empty tray, that i was holding, to my chest, clutching it with both hands. A smirk spread accross his face as he pointed the gun at me and purred "c'mon now dear. Dont keep me waiting." 

Nodding, i backed up towards the bar, placing the tray down next to the register. Riddler hopped up and sat on the countertop, speaking once again into the microphone as i opened the cash register and stepped aside to let the goon do his work. "Now whilst this lovely young lady is getting my money. Lets see if any of you can answer my riddle! Three tries to get it right! and if you dont?" Another gunshot into the ceiling. 

By this time it was just plain irritating, so i plucked up some courage and interupted before he sould announce his riddle "Y'know riddler if you wanna leave here alive you might want to stop shooting the bloody ceiling, it'll fall down before you've finished running your mouth" i instantly regreted speaking as his head spun violently to stare at me, a look of suprise on his face. I could see his teeth grinding, as if he wanted to say something horrible, but he just smiled sarcastically and muttered "thanks for the heads up, darling," 

  "now where was i, ah yes! my riddle!" he said, slowly turned his head back to the crowd "A most delicious thing, it can be given but cannot be kept. Some awake from it after they've slept. It is the moistest and softest butterfly wing, But when it is the last even it can sting." 

He looked at the faces of the crowd. Confused, fearful, and contemplating their careful answers, whispering between eachother. I watched as the masked man took out the last of the cash from the register. The riddle wouldnt stop repeating in my head. As I looked to the crowd to see if anyone had an answer, a man stood up and raised his hand. "You sir! What may your answer be! Remember, you all only get three tries!"

"Cake? The answer is cake." The man stuttered "its delicous and soft. But can be bitter if its a leaving present!" 

The riddlers face turned from an amused smirk to pure anger "NO!" He widely strode over to the man who had now fallen to his knees in fear "CAKE?! WHO WAKES UP DUE TO CAKE?!" I look away as he strikes the man over the head with the base of his gun, knocking him out.

Riddler brushed himself off, sighing in frustration, slowly striding back to the counter, making eyecontact with me. I felt deep down that i knew the answer, and i couldnt let these people die, i could wait until someone else goes to answer, but then if i was wrong i would have to watch him shoot up the building, atleast if i got this wrong he would knock me unconcious. so i timidly raised my hand. 

"so, you think you know the answer, 'ey?" He grinned as he leant over the counter, resting his hands under his chin. 

"Yes. I think i do." "Well then, please, " he continues to repeat his riddle once more, making sure to emphasise each word of importance. "what. am. i?" "a kiss. Thats my answer, a kiss" 

a long pause ensued as he turned round, straightening himself up and adjusting his hat. i felt as if i couldn't breath, i had no idea what would happen if i was wrong. then he spoke up.

"well, you are all safe, congratulations!" i let out a relieved sigh, i could breath again. Police sirens could start to be heard in the distance, riddler and his men start to head back to the stage "aaaand that is our call to go boys! I bid you all farewell! sorry for the inconvenience" And with that, riddler and his goons dissapeared backstage.

-1 week later-

Everything was back in order. The ceiling had been fixed and our doors were open once again. The only thing that was different was that the manager provided all employees with switchblades, for self defence of course. 

Today it was my job to clean out the storage room(aka the basement). we store everything down there, from non perishable food to extra seating, and it was my turn to organise it. "Now where to start" i muttered to myself, deciding after some contemplating to start with the largest items and making my way to the smaller ones. 

Around 2 hours into my mission, i heard the door to the basement creak open, i thought nothing of it as it was probably one of my co-workers looking for a new chair, it wasnt uncommon for a customer to request an extra one. But as the footsteps got closer i realised i didnt recognise the click of heels on the stone floor (no one i work with wears heels, were on our feet all day, why would we suffer through heels!) Fearing the worst i grabbed my blade out of my back pocket and turned round, pointing it at the unknown figure.

As i focused, i realised that edward nygma, the riddler, had returned once again. Although this time, instead of his dazzling green suit, he was sporting some matte black heeled dress shoes, fitting black trousers, a shirt with rolled up sleves and a form fitting waistcoat. Not to mention the extravigant black tie, deccorated with green question marks.

"Riddler" i shakily said, standing my ground as he walked towards me, stopping just infront of the blade i was holding . 

"Hello again-" he glanced down, his hands reaching up to gently prise the blade out of my hand, admitely i was not fighting back, i was far too intimidated to fight back. "Thats enough of that. Im not here to harm you, y'know" he said, in a somewhat comforting tone. I took one step back, distancing myself as he was admiring the blade "atleast your boss isnt cheap, this is a nicely made knife" he looked up at me "now, if i give you this back, you promise to calm down?" He softly asked, gently holding the now closed switchblade out to me. 

I hesitated, but nodded and accepted his offer, letting out a small sigh as i put the blade back into my pocket.  Riddler calmly sat down on a nearby chair, crossing his legs, making himself comfortable "Now, isnt that better" he smiled. I stay silent. "you can talk yknow, im not going to bite!" "I just still dont quite understand why you are here..." i paused, not knowing how to reffer to him "Please, call me edward" "right, edward, why come back alone?" "well, to see you of couse!" "but....why? that dosnt explain anything" "you answered my riddle, plus, ive been fascinated with you since you started working here." me? yes i have seen edward in our club with oswald cobblepot in the past, and i have served him but fascinated? "well...im flattered, i really am, but fascinated? how?"

"well ive never seen you loose your temper, even with oswald and his demands, its quite impressive" he explained, uncrossing his legs and leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees "i wandered if you would tell me more about yourself?" i smiled and blushed, slowly starting to get back to my work, talking as i go "im afraid there isnt much to tell, im not that interesting, deffinately not compared to you and your company" 

Ed pulled himself out of his chair to stand close besides me, handing me a fork to add to my pile "oh quite the contrary, anyone with saint's patience like you must have something interesting to tell" looking up into his eyes i saw the determination he had to make me talk, i knew we couldnt talk here, there was too much risk, considering the camera that was placed in the far corner of the room, currently not capturing eds presence. i turned my body to face him as i took the fork out of his hand, thumb slightly brushing his fingertips.

"well,ed, if you really want to know more, i think we should meet some other time, im sure you wouldnt want anyone knowing you were here, would we?" i said, gesturing over to the camera. 

His face dropped as he realised the risk "i suppose you are right, give me a time and place and i'll be there." 

"wow, you are determinded, aren't you? fine, meet me near the lake in the park, tomorrow at 7:30, deal?" i cannot belive i just suggested that. "we have a deal. i shall see you then" i cannot belive he just agreed to that. and with that, he skipped up the stairs, 2 steps at a time, stopping at the top to turn round, smirking at me once more before shutting the door behind him. 

Until then, Mr.nygma.

[anywaffle]

Suspenders? What are suspenders? Lol at my tendency to dress my characters in things I can’t draw cx once again sorry for picture quality. Anyhow, here’s August! Read on if you’d like to learn about her~

Name: August Shaw Age: 25 DoB: 11/22 Height: 5'4 Weight: 137lbs Blood type: A+ Orientation: Panromantic Demisexual Occupation: Street performer, pro hero, field medicine instructor at U.A.

Quirk: Healing Tears/Empathic sight - Her quirk is centered around her eyes. Her tears can be used to fully heal minor wounds or partially heal more sever ones through direct application. Ingesting them increases vitality and cures things like stomach upset and heartburn. She can create them near to constantly if she has a source of water to stave off dehydration but prolonged use causes headaches and blurry vision. They keep for 24 hours before losing potency unless frozen. In addition she can see the aura of emotions projected around people and influence or change the emotions of anyone she is making eye contact with. Both the aura vision and empathy are activated quirks with seprate ranges. She can see the aura of anyone within her line of sight and even catch a faint glow through walls and other objects with enough focus but can only influence people within fifty meters of herself unless she bursts the ability, increasing the area affect to 300 meters but losing precision. She does not willingly use this ability often because it is both mentally taxing and affects not only her intended target but everyone within the area.

Hero Name: The Gentle Hero, Angel Eyes

About her costume: Simple in design and soft in color she wanted a welcoming but distinct look that still offered full body coverage. Powder blue and baby pink gaind her the nickname Pastel when she was interning. The most interesting part of her outfit would have to be her goggles, created with small wells inside that collect her tears so that she can funnel them into the vials along her belt. -additionally, she fights with a bo staff or using hand to hand combat.

Some more info! -Born and raised in California, she has extended family in Australia and England -She doesn’t quite have a good hang on Japanese yet, can’t read kanji for the life of her. She does know a fair amount of French however -Registered nurse, she recieved her bachelor’s degree from the same school as Aiko at 21. -Ballerina from age six to present, though she practiced less seriously once she got on the hero track, she enjoys other styles of dance as well -Never had a really flashy debut, she’s not very flashy in general, but she received attention after using her quirk to locate several civilians trapped underground after a villain attack. Her fans often say it’s her gentle look and soft spoken demeanor that really catches their attention amongst the normal heroic bravado.

Likes -Birds! -Dancing, especially free form -Coffee anything -Table Tennis -Interesting soap -Google maps -Science! Dislikes -Spicy foods -Unclear directions -Sudden, loud noises -Crossing busy intersections -Skipping showers -Large crowds -Boredom Personality -Mom friend 100% -Gentle -Sweet -Intelligent -Quick witted -Timid -Nervous -Humble (often to the point of self depreciation) -Pushover -Clingy -Introverted Health -Physically the picture of health. She can’t remember the last time she had so much as a runny nose and she attributes it mostly as a side effect of her quirk. She does however suffer from achy ankles and knees, especially when it gets cold, and needs supports in her shoes for her feet since ballet has done quite a number on them. -Mentally she has a lot of fortitude, has built it up over the years. She often takes on the emotional burdens of others and sometimes finds it easier to manage the emotions of others rather than herself.  She does suffer from anxiety and struggles with selfhatred, specifically centered around feelings of inadequacy and her perception of the empathic part of her quirk. Most of these are tied to the same event from her sophomore year of high school. When her then best friend was struck and killed by a bus running to meet her one morning the overwhelming shock, horror, and despair triggered her quirks’ burst ability, until then unknown, and sent the majority of her school into a frenzy of despair and confusion. She was reprimanded and ostracized for the event, losing the vast majority of her friends and isolated until the others left as well, believing herself a monster lacking in control. It’s taken a lot of work getting her to a place where she can use her power of influence at all and she uses it very sparingly. She hates the thought of causing people pain and fears that if she slips up everyone will leave her again, she’ll deserve that again. She’s a little more attached to Aiko than she probably should be and gets nervous when they’re out of contact for too long. Afraid of abandoment while also believing herself worthy of it.

Style -Cute! She loves cute things and cute style. Lots of pastels, fluff, bows, things that scream sweet and soft. She prefers skirts and dresses to pants but almost always wears shorts underneath since she does street dancing with Aiko. A-line is her favorite style but poodle is a close second. In winter she wears those thick, long ones. Suspenders are a favorite acessory and she likes cute collared blouses with ruffled sleves or cute bowties. Cardigans are a go to for milder chills and when it’s really cold all of her sweaters have cute patterns on them. When it comes to shoes she wears cute, soft slip ons, tennis shoes, or boots. Heels tend to hurt a bit too much and most don’t work well with her inserts. She will, on ocassion wear wedges though. Curious about lolita style but a lil offput by prices. Over all just an adorable woman~

[twentyonephandomsjksuperluv-blog]

this prolly means nothing srry if it takes up too much of your screen

This is basically how I threw away my razors, some stuff from me, and me explaining a bunch or insanely inspiring quotes for yall i have horrible grammar ajfja So my mom cleaned my room while I was at school, but she decided to leave me to fix my closet. She told me a million reason why she’d appreciate it if I cleaned and made me feel sorry for her, then she left. I sat in my closet, crying because I needed distractions from my brain, but she took my laptop, so I decided to begin cleaning. I picked up a blanket, and I saw a razor glistening in the light, and I started to panic so I stared at it, I was too scared to touch it. So really quickly, I threw it out the closet door and just sat there staring at it, I was just scared and staring. I picked it up, and my hand just basically put it to the hole in my jeans, my brain was focused on my skin, my fingers lengthening my skin so it’d be easier, I realised it was getting close, so I threw it back. And I was just basically insanely scared; I told myself that this is horrible and I shouldn’t be scared of myself, so I told myself I was going to throw it away. But I told myself I was going to need it again. But I told myself, ‘no you probably won’t’ But I told myself, ‘what if you dooooo thoo’    ‘you might need it in a month maybe’     ‘maybe you need it right now’     ‘you probably won’t ever do it again tho, but just in case.’    ‘no you aren’t goi-’     ‘but jusT IN CASE I SAID!!!’    ‘NO YOU AREN’T EVER GOING TO NEED IT AGAIN YOU MENTALLY DISEASED SMOL BEAN’     And so I sat there basically repeating all these words in my brain, and I decided I was nEVER going to need them again. Not maybe. I won’t. So, my triggered bum decided to fight it, and get out my black box with my razors and other stuff just in case my mom opens it or my sis or whatever, and I opened it, immediately closed it and threw it. In a few minutes of telling myself those words again, I went downstairs, got some tissues, came back up, put the blades in the palm of my hand, covered them up with the various tissues I had, turned the tissue into a ball, ran downstairs, and I’d like to say I easily threw them away, but I was slightly hesitant, so I decided I was just not going to think, and I shoved them in the trash.  I ran upstairs and was just proud of myself while cleaning my closet. -I-don’t-wanna-cut-myself-ever-again- I am nOT going to cut myself ever again. I mean, if I wanna get better, I gotta try.and I know it’s very hard for some people to try, but you gotta do something.  If you have a “friend” that makes fun of you and uses you and steals your stuff and humiliates you when you say no, but constantly tells you she is your friend, she is not. GET RID OF HER. And you may think, ‘but shes the only person I have!!’ NO. YOU ARE THE ONLY PERSON YOU HAVE. AND SHE IS TRYING TO BEAT THAT PERSON TO THE GROUND AND MAKE YOU HATE YOURSELF, AND MAKE FUN OF YOURSELF, and basically do everything and more to you until, you feel like you are the most toxic person in your life. NO. You should never have to be afraid of yourself. If dancing makes you happy, dance silently in your room. If having the curtains open makes you feel an emotion diffrent from the usual, open them halfway. If you are so weak you don’t wanna try anymore, just get out of your bed every once in a while and walk a lap around your room. If there’s a person in your life that you want to stick around, but are scared of them not wanting you, ask them questions. If playing with a bouncy ball makes you forget your worries, play with it. If somebody calls you something you know you aren’t, or it shouldn’t be a problem to them at all, Its like being chubby but still being called straight up FAT. You can either choose to let that effect you, maybe get a disorder, cry every night, miss out on food, miss out on life, excetra excetra, or you can choose to say, ‘I’m not fat. I’m healthy, and I love myself, and the people who I love, and the people who love me, don’t care if I’m a bit chubby, then why should it matter to me anyways! They probably like the fact I can make myself happy by eating a doughnut every once in a while!” If you have a big mole, it shouldnt matter. If you have balding hair, it shouldn’t matter. If you are naturally skinny, it shouldn’t matter. “You are a human with one life and it is up to you to make it the best life you can.”-Daniel Howell “Do whatever it takes to be happy”- Daniel Howell  “Use your smile to change the world. Don’t let the world change your smile”.- Shane Dawson “Do what you do, do what makes you unique, do what makes you happy”-Sean McLaughlin “Being happy doesn’t mean everything is perfect. It means you’ve decided to look past the imperfections”-Gerard Way “Push yourself to do new things, go out of your comfort zone. Just do things that you enjoy, things that you’ve always wanted to do”-Christian Novelli(?) “Pancakes”-Daniell Howell These quotes are insanely inspiring. You know why? Because you always say you can’t live like this forever, and thats right. THATS EXACTALY RIGHT. SO MAKE A CHANGE. If you cut, you are insanely stupid. But only because there are so many things you could be doing besides that. It seems like you cut if you have just given up on yourself. Its stupid because the scars could stay forever. You won’t be able to get jobs from shallow bosses, you will always feel insecure about them, shallow people won’t date you, and you’ll wear long sleves, and you won’t feel that safe with the sting and regret the next morning. EVEN IF It’s just trying on cute dresses you like and twirling in them, do WHATEVER IT TAKES TO BE HAPPY. IF black clothes make you feel like you are hiding, change them. IF looking into the stars makes you feel happy, it may be small, but its a change. DO IT. “You’ll never know where life is gunna take you. You’ll never know where your life is gunna go, but you’ll never figure out if you end it”-Shane Dawson “DO IT. JUST DO IT. DON’T LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS.”-Shia Labeouf  Exactaly. Make your dreams be reality. If you want to say hi to somebody, do it. If you know you don’t reeaallly wanna cut, don’t. If you want to be in a band, but think it’ll never work out, why waste the opportunity? YOU ONLY HAVE ONE CHANCE AT LIFE. Don’t let it go to waste by cutting and letting your mind take you over. You are only the best at being yourself, don’t let this mental illness get its way. “I’d rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not”-Miles McKenna “I feel really happy as me and i wouldn’t change anything for the world”-Miles McKenna “Normalness leads to sadness”-Phil Lester “You’re all very beautiful for spacious skies, don’t let anyone think you’re not”-Joey Graceffa “Learn your weaknesses and fears, embrace them, and then nobody will be able to use them”-Sean McLaughlin “They laugh at me because I’m different, I laugh at them because they’re all the same”-Felix whatever the fluck his last name is (pewdiepie) “Be yourself. Don’t worry about what other people are thinking of you”-Phil Lester “I can’t tell you the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everyone”-Ed Sheeran “I don’t wanna hate myself anymore”-Shane Dawson Don’t change yourself. People will criticise you your whole life because they don’t like one thing about you. Be yourself. I don’t care your religon, race, sexuality, identity, or even if you hate your chubby belly. BE YOURSELF AND DON’T LET ANYBODY TAKE THAT RIGHTTT AWAY FROM YOU!!!!! You’re unique. Thats amazing!! “Storms don’t last forever”-Sean McLaughlin “Everything is going to be alright. Maybe not today, maybe not tommorow, but eventually”-Sean McLaughlin “Treat depression as if its a storm. Yeah, it can get brutal and even scary, but if you hang on and keep fighting, the sunshine will come back. It always does.”-Greg Onision “Know this, you can start over each morning.”-Tyler Joseph “Sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind”-Tyler Joseph “Theres always a light at the end of the tunnel no matter how dim it may seem”-Adam Dahlberg “Everything will be ok in the end. If it’s not okay, then it’s not the end”-Ed Sheeran (ok im getting emotional) “Broken crayons still color”-Mark Fischbach IT WILL GET BETTER for me and for you and even though we might be broken, If you strive for happiness and do “whatever it takes to be happy” you will eventually be happy, and even if you don’t wanna right now, might as well do the little things so it’ll be easier to go all out when you are ready. It’s sickening to me the fact that at times I AM SCARED OF MYSELF. I don’t want to keep living like this even though I at the same time want to go deeper into it so MAYBE somebody will care. But instead of wanting somebody to care, MAKE THEM CARE, not by going on a killing spree, but sharing your story and helping whoever it takes.  YOU ARE NOT ALONE. YOU ARE NOT. YOU ARE NOT. All the posts next to this useless one are people going through horrible things as well. It’s ok to cry. Its ok to close your eyes for a moment. It’s ok to have this illness, BUT it’s not to hate yourself for feeling it. SO TELL YOURSELF HOW AMAZING YOU ARE IF NOBODY ELSE WILL.  “Celebrate your minor victories no matter how small they are. It’s important.”-Daniel Howell  I CARE ABOUT ALL OF YOU AND you might be thinking, ‘how tf does she care about me she doesn’t even know my flucking name’ I care about you because you look at the news “20 ppl killed in car crash” you might think, “oh its only twenty”  no. ITS TWENTY UNIQUE LIVES THAT COULD’VE DONE ANYYTHING twenty unique lives that could’ve made others or evEN THEMSELVES happy twenty people that go on totally diffrent paths then the others. I love every one of you sufferers and ending your pRECIOUS LIFE means that one amazing beautiful person is now gone. They can’t do anything about it. Gone. And they’ll never be able to change anybodies lives, including their own, EVER AGAIN. Do this for yourself. Not me. I’m kinda young but I wanna change lives from early on because this REALLY SUCKS and if I can makes somebodies day happier, then thats amazing. I TRULY LOVE YOU ALL. 

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Star vs fanfic

Mewni, the magical dimension of Star Butterfly and the Butterfly drynasty. Our story negins with a young girl running recklessly through the halls of the castle, shouting “SOLARIS!” A 13 year old Moon comes barreling around the corner, her long silver- white hair flowing behind her, as she chases a boy through the castle. “GET BACK HERE SOLARIS.“ ” Come on Moon, lighten up,“ solaris shouted back,“you’ll them me later!” The silver-white haired boy darts through the halls, his long pony tail sailing behind. He glances back to see if she gaining, only you to find that Moon is no longer behind him. Confused, he looks forward only to be quickly and tactfully taken down by Moon.

“I told you to stop Solaris,” she said pinning him down, “now give me back my phone. I swear you’d better not have done anything stupid.” “Fine, fine, here.” he picks him self up after being freed from her grasp. He reaches out to hand her the phone when he “accidentaly” hits the delete button and removes a number from her phone. “Oops.” He gives a mischievous grin, the diamonds on his cheeks glowing slightly as if to show the world how proud he is for what he’s done. “Solaris! Why did you do that!? I needed that number. How am I supposed to talk with Cornelius without it?” The distress in her voice clear, it slowly began to eat away at Solaris’ pride. “Listen,” he said softly, “I know it may seem like I did that to be mean but it really was for your own good. That guy isn’t right for you. I can feel it.” “How would you know,“ she asked, an angry tone in her voice.“Because Moon, we’re twins after all,” he says grinning from ear to ear, “we look out for each othe no matter what, that means making sure we end up with the right person. Trust me he wasn'tright for you.” She lets out a sigh, realizing there really was no ill will behind her brothers actions,“Thanks for the concern, though next time can you talk to me instead of just taling my phone please Sol?” “Fair enough sis, and hey you called me Sol. Guess that means you’re not mad anymore, hugs?” “Sure.” The two hug each other, sharing touching sibling moment…

“Moon!Solaris!” The two jump, startled by sudden call and whip around knowing full well who the voice belonged too. They’re mother the Queen standing over the . “I’ve been looking for two all day. What have you been up to,” she says sternly, waiting for answer. “Sorry mom,” solaris starts, “I pushed Moon too far, things got out and we end running through the castle.” Their mother chuckels and gives a small smile out of the corner of her mouth. “All ways the troublemaker. Go change your clothes Solaris, you got them filthy during your run. Meet us at the Hall of the Queens when you’re done. ” “Yes, mom,” he answers obediently and walk off.

“Why are we going to the hHall of the Queens mother,” Moon asks curiously. They’ve seen it before, what could be so important they’re mother had to seek them out. “Tomorrow is your 14th birthday Moon, that means you will inherit the family heirloom, the wand, and truly begin your journey to becoming queen. This will important for you to learn more about the former queens. You and your brother both.” Why Sol, she thought, it’s not like he’s gong to be queen. He won’t even have inherit the wand. There’s no use dwelling on it I’ll find out soon enough.

Solaris arrived at the entrance, his long hair in his signature pony tail and his in favorite princely attire. An elegant vest with 3 wide black vertical strips seperated by white stripes. A design etched into the 2 white stripes, the entire outfit is accented heavily with blood red and small hints of gold. The sleves of his under shirt bearing and a simple yet elegant single stirpe spiralling up his arm. Jet black pants and dress shoes, the out fit is completed with a deep blood red cape. “So, what'sthe lesson today mom,” he asks curiously. “As you know tomorrow is your sister’s 14th birthday and you know what that means. So I wanted to give her one last lesson on her ancestors,” she explains, guiding them into the room. “As for you Solaris, I have high hopes for you as well. Though you may never rule, your knowledge and skill could prove truly useful to Moon as she leads. So I want you to pay attention as well.” “Yes mother,” they both answer obediently as the queen begins talking about the tapestries. “Hey Moon,” Solaris whispers, “ look at that one. ‘Eclipsa Queen of Darkness,’ it says she ran away and married a monster. Pretty crazy huh?” “She betrayed here own kingdom and feed away with an enemy. You don’t think I’ll do something so crazy as queen do you,” she asks with a tinge of nervousness in her voice, she knew she would become queen one day, but with her 14th birthday today her nerves have brine shaken. “Don’t worry Moon, it’s like mom said, I’ll be there to make sure you don’t do anything crazy. I look out for you, I promise!” “Thanks Sol,” she says as she turns to face her brother when suddenly his hand is around her throat tightly, she gasps as she is lifted off the ground by the now 20 year old Solaris. “What’s wrong Moon,” he says coldly, a sharp edge is voice, “you seem distressed.” She glances around wildly to see the walls and crumbling, they’re mother gone as Solaris slowly chokes the life out of her. “I said I’d make sure you wouldn’t end up doing anything crazy, that I would look out for you. Make sure you wouldn’t end up in the drakness.” Her vision begins to blurr as she loses more and more air. “Well where you for me Moon!? WHY WEREN’T YOU LOOKING OUT FOR ME!?” She gasps for air as she suddenly rises up from the bed, putting her hands to her throat. She looks around, finding herself in her chambers, river sleeping next to her. She sighs in relief, it was only a dream she thinks to herself. Though she couldn’t shake this foreboding feeling. She hasn’t dreamt of Solaris for a long time and she felt this meant something was coming.