#heya thats something they have in common then!

[a-little-revolution]

heya, this might be too much for a single post, but i would delight in a ramble about the overlap between dwarfism and disability (whether or not you/the community as a whole generally consider it a capital-D Disability or if theres more nuance like with the autism or HOH/Deaf communities where it just Is and folks feel the the struggles with outgroup folks are like, culture clashes, or perhaps a secret third thing?)

similarly, id love for a ramble on the overlap between dwarfism and queerness, especially The Genders. i have ehlers-danlos syndrome and theres a huge number of us who are trans or nonbinary, to the point where masculinizing hrt is (anecdotally) understood to be a bit of a treatment for some symptoms. i know theres a lot of overlap between queerness and disability as a whole, but so far the couple of artists with dwarfism ive found and followed are all some flavor of trans or nonbinary, so id love to know if thats as common of a thing in your community as it is in mine

dwarfism is for sure underrepresented in discussion about both disability and queerness, and as a disabled queer person they are so intertwined in my head, and im forever curious about other folks experiences so your thoughts are appreciated!

Hello!! I love these questions!!

Firstly, yes, I do identify as being both a little person and disabled, but that isn't the case for everyone with dwarfism. Though dwarfism falls under the classification of a physical disability, not all little people find it physically debilitating. For me, my Achondroplasia dwarfism has resulted in sleep apnea, arthritis, chronic pain, hearing loss, limited mobility and dexterity. I cannot walk long distances and I use multiple moblility aids (wheelchair for long distance, rollator most of the time, and cane for short distances or around the house). My disability is dynamic, meaning that my ability changes day to day depending on pain levels, spoons (unit of measure for disabled energy), and activity.

Being that I am both a little person AND noticeably disabled, I have experienced ableism within both the abled community and the LP community, which is something I don't often talk about. I've been in situations where I feel alienated from my own community - additionally for my queerness. When you exist at the intersection of as many things as I do, you experience many flavours of ignorance and discrimination from the very people who should accept you.

That being said, I have also had the privilege of meeting other little people who are trans, queer, and nonbinary like I am. Our community is incredibly diverse, but spread along the globe. It is easy to feel a profound isolation, but the internet has provided me with a means of connection which I greatly appreciate.

Disability and queerness is something I discuss in depth in my public speaking roles, as I deeply value intersectionality in education and activism (I hope to share some of my talks as I record them in the future!).

I am forever painful aware that ableism is alive and will within the queer community - even when "all are welcome", we are still an after thought. I really urge my fellow queers to think beyond our own community to bipoc and disabled folks, otherwise you're really just dipping your toes into radicalism. Read more books by black disabled trans women of colour, and expand your thinking. (Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk lol)

I can't really speak to hate from the other direction, as all of the disabled folks I know on a personal level are also queer. Though I will say that I certainly receive queer-phobia from older (white) disabled folks - in my experience, when white folks become disabled with age and have not faced any other injustice in their life, they can be very hateful.

This has been quite a post, so I hope I've answered your questions in full! I would be happy to discuss it more if not/answer other related questions! Thank you so much!

Elliot (they/them)

[mha-polls]

Heya! lioma-art here. Love your polls! They're always fun to fill in. <3

Would you like to do a poll about Deku's mom? More precisely, her job?

Afair she doesn't work in canon because 'Hisashi sends money" but if we were to assume he didn't or that she'd have a part-time job, what kind of job would it be?

The most common fan theories I've seen so far:

Inko working as a lawyer (prob bc that divorce is imminent lmao)

Inko as a nurse / working in the medical sector (sure would help with Izuku's broken bones)

Inko crafting things and selling them by herself (bc she made Izuku's first costume)

Inko working at a tailor's (see above)

Inko working at a café or bakery shop (she's probably good at baking)

Feel free to add more options!

like the suggester said, under the conditions that hisashi isn't sending her money and she's just workin

Thank you for the suggestion!!

[tarsomere]

Heya say your latest post about the sunstone fics and just wanted too say you shouldnt worry so much about accidently 'copying' others! Creating is about having fun and if you get inspiration from others than so what you still made something different and unique even if it doesnt feel like it. Because anything you make is unique too you and therefor already worthwhile! And you def shouldnt let that stop you from reading fics if thats something you enjoy!

Plus its really a 'holy shit two cakes' situation cuz ppl are going to like the fics purely cuz holy shit more Sunstone! lol

(Also I would volunteer to read them but uh I dont read fics as often as I should so idk how much id be able to help with the accidental dialouge concern woops)

Thank you for reaching out; this is a good reminder. It’s funny, because I fully believe in “steal like an artist” in the sense that every new idea humans come up with is going to be a mashup of other, preexisting ideas because we’re always building on what came before. And fics from any given fandom will inherently share even more commonalities. I guess I’m just self-conscious because the imposter syndrome is real and I don’t want to step on any toes, even if by accident.

I am still looking for a beta reader, but at this point it’s more for characterization and the overall story/plot for me. Dialogue at least can be checked with find and scrolling, but I just got really worked up about it after I created a scenario entirely in my own head and convinced myself it was true so I got stuck on my anxiety scary-go-round for a minute. Yay fun times with mental illness

But yeah I have 3 Sunstone WIPS that are aaalmost there. One of them isn’t even smut! But the one closest to done is a 7,000+ word(why am i like this) PWP darkfic lmao

[mamaangiwine]

Hi, it's me again, i have another dream i thought you'd find cool! If you don't want to interpret it because you've done one for me before it's totally fine! Its just so wild i wanted to share.

I was God, or a God, and i came down to Earth. When i looked at Earth and it's people i didn't see a blue planet, i saw a giant room shaped like a cube filled with randomly placed, basically shaped, columns and platforms which people stood on. People looked like people, but they also looked like simplified shapes. It felt like i was looking at code when i looked at the world and people. I placed myself in an upper middle platform in the bottom left of the cube with some people, and when i did i became more human. I held onto a piller and looked over the edge and said something like "wow thats a scary drop" to which someone behind me responded "yup, I'd hate to be pushed of that ledge" i turned towards him and said "now that you said something im worried!" And we laughed, like a big laugh, and i physically felt my real body giggling and smiling in my sleep. Thats when i realized i was in some weird half asleep half awake stage. I could move and feel my real body but i was dreaming. At somepoint i ate some food that tasted SO good i swore it was real. Then i realized i had powers. Powers like whatever i wanted to happen, happened. Snaping away something in the blink of an eye, moving something with my mind, ect. So i decided to help everyone i could. With my powers i protected and saved people from evil forces. One guy had some evil thing in him and tried running right at me but i froze him in time and exercised the thing inside him. With every interaction i make, i made a joke and made myself laugh in the dream and irl. I was GENUINELY funny but don't remember what i said. Eventually these Spanish speaking people spoke to me and i actually understood them! They said something like "death is coming" i said "don't worry, buenos noches". Then a much bigger evil force started taking over Cube Earth, so i did my best to evacuate people. Thats all i remember of that phase. Next i was looking at tapestries, but they represented human souls, and changed everytime i looked at them even though it was the same soul. Looking at the tapestries gave me such understanding and clairty of that person, i knew them like i knew themselves. I think i was guiding them to the afterlife and said things like "i understand, i know you did your best, its okay" and i woke up all the way.

It may be fair to mention, right before falling asleep i was contemplating the afterlife, and my insomnia meds didn't work for a while so I've been up all night and waking up early so im pretty sleep deprived which might be the cause of the vivid dreams I've had lately. The night before was also a strange dream. One thing they both had in common was they were very vivid and actually very coherent and not just a bunch of random stuff.

Anyways, do whatever you want with this info, hope you have a great day!

Heya,

So, yes. This is very, very cool. The theme of "change" is very present here.

I get this too sometimes, especially if I'm having fitful sleep, lol. Anywho- oof. There are definitely some symbols that I think I would not be able to fit into the space of a single tumblr post.

Like, you know, the whole "God" thing. Too much, dude. Too much, lol.

Anywho, I think it's interesting that you said Earth didn't look like 'Earth' but rather a cube/room. Cubes have four corners. Four, in western occultism, is considered a perfect number because it is the number two repeated. It is a solid number of solid foundation. It also represents knowledge and so it makes sense to me that you would have this sensation of looking at things as though they were data. Four is also the number of the elements, and I find it interesting that you found yourself in the lower left corner because, at least in my rituals, that is the corner in which the element of 'earth' resides.

This makes me wonder if you currently feel as though you are growing more knowledgeable in terms of spirituality, or perhaps you're getting better at navigating your own life- the mechanations of your own "world". That right now you have a good foundation, or if you're on the cusp of that kind of experience.

With that in mind, I feel like the "I'd hate to be pushed off that ledge" then acts as a congratulations, and a gentle warning. This, paired with the element of "earth", makes me feel as though you are/have been approaching this knowledge, and stage of your life, in a very grounded manner. Aware of the "fall" if you are to get ahead of yourself, and careful not to stretch yourself too thin (as seen when we compare the exorcism of one man, in comparison to saving the world from destruction- in the first you are capable of the whole of the task at hand, while in the second you focus on doing what you can).

Regardless, however. There will be a change ("death is coming") and this moment will have to pass into the next, as seen in the ultimate destruction of the world itself. As symbolized by the evacuation, you must take what you can in this "world" and go forward into the next "world". To the next moment. Remain grounded. Remember that, no matter how careful you are, eventually you must fall, and that all things end.

Moving onto the soul aspect of all of this- a tapestry is cloth woven to tell a complex story, but yeah, even that can't capture the complexities of the human soul. It's too stagnant. It would have to change. I particularly like that you are so affirming to these souls that you are directing into the afterlife. For me, it feels like you are capable of taking on that change with an air of understanding and humor, as seen initially with you laughing about falling in the beginning. Knowing that things can't stay the same, that energies must be redirected without negating the beauty of what has already transpired. That the tapestry must shift.

Thanks for sharing this, friend. I know it's been a minute and I really appreciate that you thought of sharing this with me.

[lowpawly]

Hihihiiii I know you're going on testosterone now, which is super cool and I'm so happy for you! What is the process for all this stuff like? Do you have to talk to someone about changing genders or can you just get testosterone without a script? I'm not trans myself, but I want to learn more about all this stuff!

Heya! so full disclosure i live in california in a relatively liberal area and I think that probably played a big hand in my ease of access for transition care but the process wasn't difficult for me and mostly just involved waiting.

the first clinic I contacted is closer to the college here with a lot more traffic from other young trans people so getting a call and appointment was kind of an ordeal because of how long the wait list for transition care was (i think there initial estimate for an appointment date was multiple months after I had called) BUT I was able to get a much closer appointment after I was recommended to switch to the clinic branch that was a town away. I basically just called and said I wanted to look into transition and later I got a call back with one of the nurses (I think?) interviewing me about how I identified and what I wanted/giving me general information about what hormones do and my options and what I could expect. the person I talked to was a very cool trans man and it was nice being able to talk to another trans person about hormones when getting into the specifics of my transition goals.

I think like a month later I had my actual appointment with my doctor who was a very nice young gay seeming cis lady and it wasn't hard for me to talk about what I wanted with her. the nurse I had talked to had mentioned testosterone compound cream as an option for me and I was interested in it but the doctor I talked to said it can be difficult to get it covered by insurance so I ended up being prescribed testosterone gel.

something that I was REALLY insecure about and what kept me from pursuing transition for years is that I want to transition specifically to treat bottom dysphoria and that felt like something that would be extremely awkward to explain to a doctor, but I found out that its actually a common reason for transition lol. I also worried that my identity as a lesbian and not a more "traditionally" transmasculine person would be a hurdle when it came to explaining myself but it wasn't a problem at all. the reason I wanted compound cream is that it can be used more directly for bottom growth but I've found that using a half dose of gel has worked fine for me and my dose has been low enough that I haven't been noticeably masculinized in ways that would feel more personally shocking (that being said I've also only been on for about two months so we will see what happens!)

the BIGGEST pain was actually getting my prescription and it's because my doctor didn't tell me that I needed a blood test first so I was waiting ages for CVS to fill it until I finally called my clinic and figured out I needed to get my blood drawn ghdjfjf and about a week later I was finally able to get it filled and pick it up. I have yet to get a refill so I guess I'll find out if thats gonna be a pain but yeah LOL it was not nearly as painful as I had envisioned it being. I used to feel resigned to never having the body I wanted and I tried all kinds of reverse psychology to make myself happier but now that I'm on track for getting where I wanna be I'm already feeling so much better ^_^

[breserker]

heya i run tserith week population: me and a surprising amount of people that pop up just for the event even if they dont "ship it year round" so to speak

7 prompts (6 if you do a free day) on a Clear, Legible Graphic (please make it good contrast and big legible text, its good practice for easy visibility and also you may reel in someone who's first language may not be english! i know this seems common sense but it is Truly something that needs to be said I've seen too many graphics that use small minimalized text for aesthetic reasons and its never worth it) and thats it really, i dont even have a separate tserith week account even tho i should. creates a nice boon and makes me happy. highly recommend

Why don't they do genzack week?💔💔💔

[sadlyghost]

can u do one where the reader is marc spectors kid but acts a lot like steven grant and they have a lot more in common with steven and maybe its a bit hard for them to bond with marc but then the kid is introduced to steven so marc and the kid have to find their own unique way to bond?

maybe with the line "I dont think he'll ever understand me". up to you if u use it or not tho

cheers!

Summary: You and your father, Marc Spector, had always had trouble connecting and understanding eachother because of your differences. When you finally learn about and meet Steven, the rift between you and your father is only highlighted more, as you realise you get along with Steven better than you do with your own dad.

Pairing: Marc Spector x (platonic) Teen Daughter Reader | Steven Grant x (platonic) Teen Reader

Words: 3000

Content Warnings: Angst, slight family issues.

Your father had always had trouble connecting with you. Maybe it was because of his own childhood. Or because you were unplanned and he had to raise you himself. Maybe it was because he didn't know how to be a parent, and had to learn everything along the way.

Whatever it was, you had both sensed it more and more as you grew. You and your father were just simply so different from eachother.

Of course he loved you with all his heart and he would accept you for who you were no matter what, but he just couldn't understand you sometimes. He found it hard to relate and connect with you, no matter how hard he tried. 

You didn't really mind. He was your father and you also loved him no matter what, but you also felt as if there was some sort of barrier between you two. Things never felt complete or at ease, there was always some aspect of awkward force when you two talked, like it was a necessary part of life, not like it was something enjoyable. But thats how things had always been, so neither of you would bring it up to the other, even though both you and your father yearned for a deeper connection with eachother.

Eventually, when he thought you were old enough, Marc explained his situation to you. He thought you were mature enough to handle the information and understand it well. He explained his DID and mentioned Steven to you, and thankfully, you were accepting and understanding of it all.

Marc had made a deal with Steven when you were young. He didn't want Steven to have to look after you when it was Marcs actions which lead to baby you unexpectedly showing up on his doorstep in a basket and with a note from Marc's ex. Steven had a seperate life which he seemed to enjoy and Marc wanted you raise you alone, so they made a deal to only introduce Steven to you when you were old enough to understand.

Marc had also recently been asking advice from Steven. As you became a teenager, the rift between you and your father had only become larger and Marc finally decided to take action before it was too late. Steven had always been more of a people person than Marc, and Marc hoped that Steven could somehow connect with you, which would then allow Steven to give Marc some tips on how to approach things better.

What Marc didn't know, is that you and Steven were going to get along way better than he ever expected.

The day that you met Steven, you felt more seen and heard than you ever had felt in your entire life. It was like you could immediately connect with him. 

"Heya luv, Marc told you about me, right?" Steven says, casually walking into the kitchen to make some tea. You nod softly, feeling a bit reserved at meeting someone new, but any tension was soon gone, as Steven made you feel extremely comfortable.

You noticed immediately that his entire demenour was different to that of your fathers. He seemed looser, more carefree, more welcoming. Not to mention that his accent was completely new to you. British you guessed. He moved around the kitchen to grab some tea bags as he hummed softly to himself. You just observed, kind of shocked to see who would usually be your tense father acting so loose and welcoming.

"Marc said you liked this herbal tea" Steven commented before turning back to you with a cup, handing it to you with a soft smile on his face. You smiled back warmly. 

"Yep, it's my favourite" you said to him through a smile. 

"I'm glad to meet another tea person" Steven joked softly with a welcoming smile. You laughed softly at his words, feeling relaxed around him. 

You both sat down at the kitchen table as you sipped your tea. Steven had been introducing himself to you while you listened. He was such a character, so different than Marc. In fact, Steven felt almost similar to who you were. You connected so easily on so many different things and it didn't feel like any sort of chore to communicate.

"You a book person?" Steven asked casually, before sipping his tea.

"Of course. Either informative non-fiction, or full on fantasy" you said through a smile. 

"Oh what non-fiction do you read??" he asked, seeming excited as he bounced up and down slightly.

"Mostly about different cultures and just general history stuff" you answered. He beamed as he smiled widely. 

"Do you know anything about Egyptian Mythology?" he asked hopefully. 

"Yeah a little bit. I've definitely always been interested in it though" you reply. He seemed to shake in excitement.

"Then look no further luv. I've got so much information on Acient Egypt, you wouldn't believe it!" he said enthusiastically. You laughed softly at his reaction.

"Would you like me to bring some books for you to read when I come around again?" he offered kindly.

"Definitely! I'd love to learn some more about it" you said through a smile. 

You and Steven talked for a few more hours. It was a relaxed friendly conversation. You guys just seemed to get along so easily. It was like you just understood eachother on a level which you had never felt with your father. It was a welcomed feeling. 

Steven seemed to enjoy it as well. He seemed just as relieved to find someone with similar interests as him. Moreover, someone who was willing to listen to his Ancient Egyptian rambles and actually enjoy and learn from it.

When Steven said he needed to go, you honestly felt a bit sad. That sadness quickly turned into guilt. Were you really sad that your father was going to be back soon? You had a great time with Steven and you just hoped Marc would let you speak with him again.

When your father was fronting again you felt a bit more reserved as usual. It was just how you and him were, it had been your dynamic since forever. You often felt as though you lacked something with your dad, but after meeting Steven, you were sure that you and Marc didn't connect on the level that you would like to. 

Marc's usual demenour returned. He seemed a bit more awkward than usual as he looked back over to you with the neutral look in his eyes that he often had. But there was something different in his eyes this time. Almost like he was worried? Fearful? Hopeful? You couldn't quite identify it.

You smiled awkwardly and turned away from him a bit. Marc hesitated to speak at your reaction.

"So, um, that was Steven. I assume you liked him?" he said, voice quieter than usual. You nodded, smiling softly as he observed your behaviour.

"He was very nice" you reply, a warmth in your voice which Marc wasn't used to. It shocked him. You seemed to like Steven so much. You seemed to look at him and speak to him in a way which you never spoke to Marc. It made his heart ache a bit. You had only met Steven once, did you really like him more than you ever liked your own father? 

Marc gulped insecurely and turned away from you as well, feeling discouraged. You two couldn't even properly look at eachother, and all this behaviour was just being highlighted after yours and Stevens interaction. It made everything seem so much more obvious.

"Well I'm glad. He um, he seemed to like you too. You two get along very well..." he said, voice sounding forced and distantly pained. You silently nod before the both of you go off to your seperate places.

The more Steven fronted, the more you came to like him. He felt so different than your father, and you very much enjoyed his company. However, the more time you spent with Steven, the less time you spent with your own father.

Steven had noticed how easily Marc had been giving up control to him. Marc wasn't usually like that, especially not around you. Steven would usually have to persuade and convince Marc to let him front. But recently, Marc has shown no reluctance. In fact, Marc had been encouraging Steven to front around you. This worried Steven. Why was Marc so easily giving up time with you? Steven was of the understanding that Marc wanted to try connecting with you more, so why had he seemed to of given up on that?

You and Steven were hanging out like usual, it had become normal for you two to spend time together doing whatever. Today, you were playing uno with him, both having a wonderful time. 

"I've been here a while luv, I should probably go soon so you have some more time with Marc" Steven says, reshuffling the cards the after the previous game of uno. You look up, unsure if you should say what you were thinking.

"Um....what if you stayed a little longer?" you suggest, almost ashamed by your own words. Steven frowns softly.

"How come? Don't you want to spend some time with your father? He's been hoping you two could connect some more" Steven explains simply. You shrug awkwardly.

"Well I guess I do. But I also like spending time with you. You're just.....different to him. Not in a bad way though, its just.....I don't think he'll ever understand me" you admit quietly. Steven frowns more.

"He tries very hard to understand you, luv. We both do seem to be similar, but that doesn't mean that you and Marc can't connect, it just might take a bit more effort. People communicate and relate in different ways" he explains.

"Yeah....maybe...." you trail off, not really wanting to dwell on the topic more. You thought about Steven's words though. Maybe the two of you just had to try a bit harder.

"A little while longer, okay?" Steven proposes, you nod with a dissapointed sigh as you play your last game of the night before Marc returns.

What you didn't know, was that Marc was distantly listening from the headspace, and that your reaction to the knowledge that your father will soon return broke his heart just a little.

A short while later, Marc decided to ask you something important. Steven seemed to of been making you happier and more open lately, and that was all Marc ever wanted for you. He didn't want to continue making you feel reserved and awkward. If Steven was the key to your happiness, then Marc was willing to step back for your sake.

He always knew deep down that he just wasn't built to be a father. He tried his best to provide for you and to keep you happy, but it seemed he really was lacking. As much as he wanted to, apparently he just couldn't offer you the understanding and connection that you had wanted with your dad.

He had to accept that maybe Steven was better for you.

That's why he sat you down one day and asked you a question which could possibly break his heart.

"Y/n, sweetheart, would you prefer Steven as your father instead of me?" he asked, his voice sounding insecure, hesitant and worried. You looked up him with wide eyes, shocked that he would ask such a question. He looked back at you, desperate for an honest response so that he could ensure your happiness.

"What...?" you breath out in disbelief, unsure of how to answer. Marc looked to the side in shame.

"You and Steven, you seem to understand eachother in a way that I never could. So would you like him to take care of you from now on?" he reiterated softly. You still didn't reply. What kind of an offer was that? Were you just going to switch fathers like it was nothing? Why does it sound like Marc was just going to dissapear? You genuinly didn't know how to respond.

"It's completely fine if you prefer him, I don't mind, I can easily let Steven front more.....or all the time if you want...." he said, voice wavering slightly as he spoke. If you looked close enough, you might be able to notice his slightly teary eyes.

"He can be your dad and you can feel more understood and seen with him around. You can spend as much time as you want with him. How does that sound?" he proposes, before looking back to you, anxiously awaiting an answer. His eyes search yours, desperately trying to understand what was going through his childs mind.

"You don't want to be my dad anymore.....?" you ask insecurely, voice close to a whisper. Marc sighs to himself, what he feared would happen had happened. You two had so much trouble communicating. But this was important, and Marc didn't want you to take this the wrong way, so he was intent on ensuring you understood.

"It's not that. Of course I wan't to be your dad, y/n. But....I've seen how you act with Steven and I was just wondering if you preferred him over me? Would you rather him be your dad so that you can feel understood all the time?" he says, trying his best to keep his voice stable.

"I don't want you to go away....." you admit quietly, feeling a bit scared at what your father was implying. Could your dad just dissapear because of his DID? The thought scared you. Marc sighs in relief, at the very least, his child still wanted him.

"Steven is nice and it's fun to do things with him. But you're my dad..., I still need you" you say honestly.

"But I've tried so hard to make you feel seen and understood, and it hasn't worked. Steven can give that to you, sweetheart" he says sadly. You shuffle in your chair.

"Steven said people communicate and relate in different ways....what if we just haven't found a way that works for both of us?" you say maturely.

"If you want to continue trying then of course I'm willing to as well. I just want you to be happy" he responds. You nod to yourself, feeling determined. Not only were you sad because you always felt a disconnect from your father, but your sadness had increased tenfold after learning how your own father felt about it. He was usually a pretty neutral guy, rarely putting his thoughts and feelings on display. But now he admits that he is willing to step back from your life just so that you could be happy. You had no idea he would ever propose such a thing. It saddened you greatly. Which is why you now felt so determined to make things better. You were going to make a huge effort to mend the disconnect between you and your father, and you just hoped that it would pay off in the end, for the both of you.

From that moment forward, you and your dad created a plan to stick by. You were both committed to this plan, and although the both of you would have to comprimise on things, you were both extremely determined.

You decided to start slow, an activity twice a week for a little while. Both of you suggested things. A walk in the park, going to see a new movie, trying out a new cafe down the street, going to a market. It was fun, awkward at times, but you both ended up enjoying it in your own way.

Next you started cooking dinner together, making the chore fun and fulfiling. You chose some recipe you found online and you'd both try your best to cook it, even though neither you or your father were the best cooks. You ended up learning a lot of skills in the kitchen, and luckily Marc had a lot to teach you.

You two would eat dinner together, sometimes just talking about your days at the table, Marc inquiring about school and you being curious about his job. Other times you'd choose a favourite movie to watch over your meal, alternating between yours and Marcs favourite films.

The more you two shared about eachother, the more you connected. You found that there were similar interests between you two that you could talk about, you just had to try a bit harder to find them. But it was worth it when you could finally have a conversation with your father about something that both of you are truely passionate about.

Over time, things became easier and more natural. You both still had to put in an effort to communicate and be mindful of each others ways of processing and understanding things, but it was much more enjoyable now. It felt like both of your combined efforts were going somewhere positive, and that things were changing for the better.

You and Steven still hang out and had just as much fun as before, but you no longer felt guilty about it, because you knew things were good with your father as well. Same with Marc, he didn't have to worry about you choosing Steven over him as a gaurdian anymore. He felt secure enough that he was fulfilling his role as a parent and that you were truely happy.

You no longer felt misread and unseen, but rather understood and appreciated. You both valued the effort the other had put in to understanding eachother. And even though it took a long time to get there, you and your father were happy about the place that you were in now.

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A/N: Does anyone read the authors notes? Haha. Anyway, thank you to the person who requested this! This was one of my first requests and I'm so sorry it took forever to write! I had it in my drafts for a while. I don't usually write angst between the characters, usually the angst comes from an outside thing, so this was a bit challenging. If the person who requested this is still checking my blog, then thank you very much, I hope this lived up to what you hoped for :) Any feedback is welcome and very much appreciated! If anyone reads these notes, would you like more dialogue in these stories? I enjoy reading dialogue a lot, but I sometimes find it challenging to write. I'd love to know! I've also noticed that many requests want a gender neutral reader, but I continue writing x daughter because I'm not sure what else to use? Is there a gender neutral term for a child? Child is the only alternative I can think of, but that seems to imply that the reader is extremely young if I write x child reader. Of course I make sure to write the character gender neutral but I write x daughter in the pairing. Does anyone have an alternative?

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Manager!Inarizaki

a/n: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i would put in all the reqs but there were so many people who requested for our fox babies that it would literally take up every space :”) and im happy to comply so here it is

AAAA LOOK THEY’RE SO CUTE OMG LIKE BLS BUT IM A RIN SIMP :’)

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sunarin simp is typing😍🍃💞..........

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hehehehehe

so im actually just going to include the starting lineup like i knowwwww theres subs but im only most familiar with the regulars :(

okay so anyways!!

now

you might be wondering

how in the hell did you become the manager of these crackheads

from calm papi kita to psycho tsumu,

why are you their manager

you, the cute and shy and innocent not wittle first year, somehow became the manager of the powerhouse volleyball team of inarizaki high

it all started with our dear lovely samu

hehe bet you didnt see that coming

now we all know baby samu literally is the biggest foodie in the team and he constantly thinks about food 24/7 therefore there isnt much room in there for anything else except for volleyball

basically, 

the dude loves to eat

it just so happens that you made food

your family owned a cafe down the street from the school and you worked there after school to help your parents

now how does this tie in with samu you ask

this chile was so hungry that he had to skip practice

sending kita a quick text about doing a quick errand, he walked down the street on the hunt for a quick place to grab a bite

he totally ignored kita’s warning of cramps if he ate a lot then practiced but whatever food is life

it just so happens he stumbles upon your family’s cafe

when he entered, the smell of bread and food entered his nostrils causing this baby to just float right in

you were manning the register while your brother was at school so you smiled at the incoming figure of this familiar boy

and because you recognized him, you couldnt help but grin and gasp a little

‘oh! miya-senpai!’

you exclaimed and osamu was confused because he’s never seen you before but he thought you were probably a kouhai in school

you looked young and definitely not a face he’s seen before so he concluded you were most likely a first year

and you were really cute

like really

really

cute

that thought caused this babe to blink awkwardly and nod at your direction

‘uh, hi’

he greeted and you smiled at his awkward nature

‘what can i get you today, miya-senpai?’

he must’ve been busy looking at you to actually look at the menu behind you and he fumbled, rushing to find a food to get

‘wh-what do ya recommend?’

he asked and you paused then thought deeply

‘hmm, we have onigiris freshly made! and we also have milk bread thats really good!’

did you just-

did you just say onigiri?

‘yea ill take some onigiri’

he decided and you lit up

‘perfect! the total is-’

he completely blanked out because wow your smile was really pretty

‘miya-senpai? miya-senpai?’

you called out and he snapped out of it

‘oh, sorry, here’

he gave you the cash and you gave him back his change before wandering to the glass case where the savory foods were placed

you seemed to glide over and osamu watched you with fond eyes, interest bubbling in him

there was something about you that made him curious

but he just didnt know what

it confused him because maybe you were just someone he hasnt seen before and not the same fans he sees all the time

‘you’re really lucky, miya-senpai. i just finished making them minutes before you walked in’

you commented

this took him aback

‘you cook?’

he suddenly asked and you chuckled, soft and airy laughs filling the air

‘of course, senpai! learning to cook is an essential for a business like this’

and thus created a beautiful friendship

he would come over to eat nearly every day of the week while you would happily serve him

sometimes, he would even buy extra so you could eat with him

while you were talking, he noticed you lacked the accent others from there had and he thought you were not originally from hyogo

he learned that you were actually from miyagi and you moved here just this year

‘so, how ya liking it ‘round here?’

he asked one day, after swallowing his food

you thought about it before shrugging

‘i mean, its still the countryside so i guess everything’s the same. maybe the dialect? my neighbors have strong accents, haha’

samu chuckled

‘its common over here. ya sound a lot more from tokyo. my best friend’s from there, ya see’

you raised an eyebrow

‘hm?’

‘rin. suna rin is in the team and hes from tokyo so he sounds like a standard city boy. ill take ya to meet him sometime’

nah he really wasnt

he wanted to keep you away from the others as much as possible, especially his brother, because he was a greasy mf

but that didnt really work out into plan because you approached him in school the other day

you saw him and you hurriedly ran to him where he stood with his twin and some guy

tsumu saw you coming from behind his brother and he smirked before nodding at you

‘samu, ya got a girlie running for ya’

samu turned, confused, until he saw your adorable face

‘y/n. whats up?’

you grinned

‘you left your team jacket, miya-senpai’

the red jacket was clutched in your hands and the two boys behind him shared a surprised look because osamu never mentioned a girlfriend

and with the way you were holding his jacket, the two boys immediately jumped into conclusions

well

more like atsumu started whining at osamu for not telling him he had a girl

‘i thought we were brothers! brothers for life!’

samu just awkwardly stands there and he has a sheepish look in his eyes that were looking at you apologetically

‘sorry about him, y/n. but thank you for returning it’

you handed him the fabric before smiling

‘it was a good thing you had a spare one for me, miya-senpai. who knew the rain would come so suddenly’

osamu sighed then playfully poked your forehead with his finger

‘how many times do i have to tell you to call me by my first name? i really dont want to hear anything that associates me with this bastard’

atsumu socked osamu at the shoulder causing the gray-haired boy to look away from you and start yelling at his brother

‘touch me again! see what happens then!’

‘yer just showing off for yer girlie! ya aint doin nothing!’

suna shook his head before turning to you with a sympathetic look

‘you really want to be with this guy? him and this idiot are practically a package’

you tilted your head

‘im,,, not with miya-senpai?’

suna blinked

‘but he gave you his jacket. he doesnt even give it to me. i guess its not part of best friend privileges’

at the mention of best friend, you lit up

‘oh! you must be sunarin! the tokyo boy!’

baby rin choked a little at the sight of your grin and he scrunched his eyebrows while awkwardly raising the corner of his lips to a smile

‘you,, uh,,, you know me?’

like it was the most obvious thing in the world, you nodded

‘at first, when miya-senpai told me, i didnt know who you were. but! youre actually very popular, suna-senpai! too bad i never saw you until today, though, because we’re in different floors. but! a lot of girls talk about you!’

poor rin didnt know how to react to that because he didnt want to look flustered but he didnt want to look cocky either

so he just opted to smile gently

‘oh. well, in that case. let me introduce myself to you. suna rintaro’

can we normalize suna being an actual nice guy instead of the cold stand-offish player bastard?

you shook his hand and said your name as well

like samu, he asked you to call him by his first name too since you were close to his friend therefore should try being close to you too

speaking of samu, him and atsumu reduced the violence to just bickering and they were still teasing each other even after you and suna talked

the coochi bangs boy rolled his eyes then slapped atsumu’s arm to gain their attention

‘yo. theres a girl here. try and be nice and civil’

atsumu seems like he forgot your existence because his eyes brightened at the sight of you

‘oh! heya!’

you nervously smiled at him because his hyperness and overall atsumu-ness was quite overwhelming

‘h-hello, miya-senpai’

atsumu pouted at how apprehensive you sounded

‘eyyy, why are you being nervous, girlie? im just samu, yanno! same face and everything!’

osamu knew you well enough that you were kinda awkward and you didnt know how to approach a hyper person like his brother so he naturally saved you

‘hey, y/n, the bell’s about to ring any moment now so try to not be late and ill be sure to see you later. do you want me to pick you up from your class and we can walk together?’

to you, it was just a simple offer from a friend but to the two, that was the confirmation of your relationship with the wing spiker

‘wahh, atsumu, your brother really is better than you. he knows how to treat girls good’

atsumu took offense to this

‘excuse you! i would be too if there were genuine girls in this school!’

osamu’s aggressive blinking was his signal for you to hurry along and you noticed causing you to chuckle before bidding goodbye

‘it was nice meeting you, rin-senpai. and,,, you too, miya-senpai. samu-senpai, later at 3?’

osamu softly smiled while nodding

‘later at 3’

the TEASING HE FACED from the two was unbearable and despite the amount of times he denied it, they were still teasing him

‘samu’s got a girlfriend~! samu’s got a girlfriend~!’

‘tsumu, i swear to god if you dont shut your trap’

‘imagine having a girlfriend’

true to his word, osamu was waiting for ya at the bottom of the stairwell from the one that led to the second floor, absentmindedly kicking some invisible thing in the floor

you were fixing your bag straps on your shoulders when you saw him at the end of the hallway and you couldnt contain your excitement seeing the grey haired boy

‘samu-senpai!!’

you shouted, getting his attention that made him whip his head up

the blank face contorted into a small smile and he raised a hand

‘yo’

when you made it next to him, you were grinning really big and samu felt flustered at your happy face

so he cupped your chin with his large hand that allowed him to squeeze both cheeks

‘cutie’

he mumbled but you didnt catch it, too busy trying to get him to stop squishing

you were originally supposed to go walk over to the cafe but you didnt know that osamu was actually trying to skip practice and he was trying to hide from the members

okay first off, i dont think samu would ever skip practice willingly bc he has the same drive as miya atsumu but he also just wants to spend time with you asklfjldfjdlk

but the loud mouth tsumu saw you guys as you turned a hallway

you were busy talking to osamu about some cooking chef guy gordon and he was nodding and talking but then he heard a loud shout

‘SAMU!’

osamu babie didnt know what was happening so he protectively placed an arm in front of you and hurriedly shoved you behind him in case something happened

duh you didnt know what was happening either so you were clutching his jacket and peeked from his arm to see atsumu stomping over with suna trailing behind him, seemingly texting on his phone

osamu lazily glared at his brother

‘what’

atsumu blanched and sped walk faster until he was right in front of him to yell 

‘IM TIRED OF YER EXCUSES! JUST CUS YA GOT YASELF A GIRLIE DUN MEAN YA GET TO SKIP PRACTICE!’

you furrowed your eyebrows

you tugged at his jacket and osamu turned to peer down at you and he gulped, preparing himself to hear your scolding

it wasnt the first time you scolded him as you just told him off the other day for not eating enough vegetables and fruits to balance out his unhealthy love for onigiri and sweets

‘samu-senpai,,, you told me you guys were taking an off week. why are you skipping practice today’

you were genuinely worried and you didnt seem to understand why he did that but the other two did and atsumu didnt hesitate

‘CUS HE WANTS TA SPEND TIME WITH YA, Y/N! BASTARD CANT EVEN BOTHER TO TELL ME THE REASON! YER SICK?! WHAT THE HELL EXCUSE IS THAT! YA NEVER GET SICK!’

poor suna is just watching this go down and he felt bad that you were caught in the middle

so he suggested a compromise

you watched sunarin push atsumu’s chest to make him back off and he gently smiled at you before looking at the two

‘how about we all go to practice and if y/n-chan wants, she can wait and osamu can spend time with her when hes done? besides, atsumu, you know osamu has been doing good on his spikes. maybe we can persuade coach and kita to let him off early since hes,,, quote unquote,, ‘sick’’

osamu debated but you emerged from behind him

‘sure! samu-senpai would love to go to practice! right, samu-senpai?’

you smiled at him but it was a stern smile

you just wanted him to go to practice because you knew now of how important volleyball was to the school and they needed to get all their time and energy to win the sport

atsumu agreed to this plan but osamu was forced to accept it

simp

just for extra measure, sunarin and tsumu walked behind you guys to the gym so you and samu had time to talk

you were chiding him of course because why would he waste time with spending time with you

‘just wanted to see ya, y/n-chan’

he winked but you pouted and wrinkled your nose

‘you cant weasel yourself out of this, samu-senpai’

osamu has never heard you scold him before so he was like o.o but inside he was like,,, hot

the gym was already on full practice and kita saw the second years from the door

aran LAKDJFLAKSFJLASDKF ARAN AAAAAAAAAAAAA nudged mimi with a smirk

as much as they loved the underclassmen, watching them get told off by kita was too funny to not watch

but what caused them to curiously peer behind the three was the appearance of a girl

a girl?

‘why’s a girl with them?’

aran mumbled and mimi shrugged, but also intrigued

you were behind osamu and he could tell you were nervous because youve heard of the reputation of the team

they were seen as practically as popular as the basketball team and everyone worshipped them

they were who put the school’s name in the map and you were about to meet the legends of inarizaki

thankfully, atsumu and rin walked to the front of you two so you and samu were at the back

samu didnt look at you but he reached behind him to open his palm as a signal for you to take it

you gratefully grabbed it and leaned closer in case something happens

‘KITA-SAN! WE GOT EM!’

atsumu shouted and suna chided him for being really loud

‘you’re late’

an even voice said in front of them and you leaned over to the side to see who it was from

your eyes bulged out of your head because one, wow he was handsome, and two, he looked like someone from miyagi

YALL KNOW WHO IM TALKING ABOUT BYE-

‘oh wow’

you mumbled absentmindedly and samu looked at you at the corner of his eye before scoffing

your face was totally bright red and your eyes were super wide

kita? really? of all guys? it was kita?

‘SORRY! was samu who took so long!’

atsumu lowered his voice down but he didnt tell the captain of his brother’s plans to skip

‘he has a stomachache and he was at the nurse’s office’

suna smoothly came up with a lie and he might look cool and calm, his hands were clasped behind him with it clenching his phone

your eyes left kita to notice that habit and you had a small smile because it was another reassurance that these boys werent as high and legendary as everyone made them to be

in the end they were still just students and boys

they were still human

‘oi, osamu, who’s the girl?’

aran finally bit the bullet and asked the question everyone has been wondering since the beginning

both you and samu stiffened at the direct question to you but he nodded

‘this is l/n y/n’

he introduced and you raised a shaky hand as a greeting but let go of samu to bow slightly to your seniors

‘hello, my name is l/n y/n, i’m a first year’

a few players also raised a hand but it was mimi who spoke at last

‘nice to meet you’

kita nodded at you but turned to the three

‘why is she with you? are you skipping again, osamu?’

again?

osamu inwardly cringed 

obviously, kita was sharper than they would think because he easily saw through suna’s lie

he also knew that samu never really got sick

he watched the younger shovel 5 bowls of ramen and still have enough room eat a plate of mochi and he was perfectly fine

it was silent between the four of you and atsumu and suna were looking at each other as they ran out of lies

dang they even planned the entire walk of what to say to kita

you looked between the twins and their friend before speaking up

‘samu-senpai really did have a stomachache. i was-uh-helping the nurse! um, i want to be a doctor or a nurse when i grow up! and-’

you started to ramble but because you were trying to lie and it was never your forte

ALKESDJFLKD Y/N I NEED TO TAKE YOU UNDER MY WING WE NEED TO TEACH YOU THIS IMPORTANT LIFE SKILL OMG

‘we were tryin to convince y/n to be a manager. thats why we took so long’

atsumu huffed

you froze

a what?

a manager?

you were genuinely truthful about wanting to go into a medical profession but not a manager

you were already a manager before and you didnt really want to do it again

kita was inspecting suna’s and atsumu’s and osamu’s faces to see a trace of dishonesty

you saw him raise a dark eyebrow and you knew then that these three cannot tell a lie to save their life

so you nodded frantically making kita look at you

‘mhm! they asked me! miya-san wanted someone they knew already so they asked me because i’m samu-senpai’s friend! so here i am!’

your awkward smile and stiff outstretched arms might’ve seem suspicious but kita moved his gaze from you to atsumu and the blonde nodded

‘yea! ya’ve been talkin bout bein worried of next year cus yall aint here no more so i got sum person responsible enough fer us!’

STOPP I HATE IT HERE I CANT SEEM TO WRITE OUT ATSUMU’S ACCENT LIKE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

after the longest 3 seconds, kita finally nodded and closed his eyes warily

‘alright. l/n-san, come here’

you froze at the way he said your name but suna was kind enough to walk over to your place beside samu to gently push you forward to kita

‘its okay’

he mumbled and you were so thankful because that gave you enough motivation and strength to keep going

your height was staggering between these men and kita seemed to tower you

but you kept an even and calm face 

‘yes?’

you asked

kita looked at you and he stared at your face, pupils moving as a sign that he was inspecting your eyes and every feature 

oh my god you shouldve plucked your nose hairs this morning

before you could feel more self-conscious, he spoke

‘you said you want to be a doctor?’

‘well, more like a nurse but um same thing’

‘you know medical stuff? know how to treat injuries?’

‘yes. i was a manager back in my hometown so i have experience’

‘where are you from?’

‘miyagi’

‘ya familiar with shiratorizawa?’

you cringed but nodded

‘yes’

‘are you from there?’

‘yes’

the three stooges from behind you had wide eyes at this sudden revelation because that was a school theyve played before

even the last interhigh, they were familiar of how strong that school was

the eagle and the guess monster

and you were their manager before? 

must’ve been during middle school as you were just a first year

‘so you know how plays and stats work?’

‘yes. anything you want me to do, im familiar and capable to do it’

god why are you saying this

you didnt even want to be a manager in the first place

yet here you are again

you were getting flashbacks from the war ajkfdfd

kita looked at you silently once more before finally standing up straight and pointing you to their coach who was watching the whole thing with crossed arms and furrowed brows

‘there. talk to him and you can finalize everything. i think its too early to say this but nonetheless, welcome to the team, y/n’

AND THUS STARTED YOUR JOURNEY WITH THE BOYS

akldjklfjsdlakj

IT WAS ALL BUILT ON LIES BUT WHATEVER

AS LONG AS NO ONE DIED ISSOKAY

no but really dont tell lies in general yall, maybe white lies, but try not to do that

OKAY MOVING ON

MOMENTS WITH THE TEAM

duh you are much much closer to samu than the rest of the team so you tended to stick to him more

like you would go to him first if you needed something or if you wanted someone to help you with the crate, he would be your go-to

that would make atsumu whine because he felt that samu was better than him

‘oi, y/n! im really good with ma arms! i can bench 300 yanno?’

you politely smiled and nodded

‘thank you for telling me, miya-san’

then you would proceed to nudge samu’s arm yum to ask for help

butbutbutbut

dont worry!!!!

you do end up warming up to him

for my atsumu stans, yall tend to go to him when samu is either busy or you just need a good laugh

this mans will embarrass himself both on purpose or accidentally to make you laugh lmao

you also have extra bottles for his medicine because he has adhd and the guys are like,,,, yo chill

and duh atsumu would forget to take them so youre practically his reminder

we all know how tsumu was practically attacked that one time when he insulted those girls, right?

yall may have forgiven but i will never forget >:(

well, during matches, you as their manager, always have to tell the stands to be quiet when atsumu is serving 

but no one told you this

you kind of figured it out during your time like when his eye would twitch if samu was talking to suna too loudly or when he would close his eyes to shut off his hearing because of the loud spikes on the other side

you noticed it

so you would go to the stands and nicely tell them that if they see atsumu serving, to be quiet

‘i understand you are all excited when he does his serve but we would all benefit more you could release that excitement inside and silently’

*cue atsumu pretending to faint in sunas arms*

OH SPEAKING OF SUNA

YES I SAID THAT I DONT REALLY LIKE FANON SUNA BC,,,

WEED

AND DRUGS

AND RUDE 

JUST OVERALL

NOT RECOMMENDED

but canon suna :”)

as a player, suna is seen as really manipulative and snarky and witty

he loves to poke fun at the other team, even his own, and just all-around annoying

but off-court

suna is a very quiet and reserved person

totally different from the one who talks and yaps constantly to the other side of the net

and hes a really pure person in some topics

like he would turn red when you would compliment his new picture that he posted in inasgram 

PLEASE SUNA IS TOTALLY A PHOTOGRAPHER LIKE HE TAKES PICTURES OF SUNSETS AND STUFF

or when you would offer to bandage him up for him because it’s hard to do it himself and your hand would touch his

dont tell anyone this but suna is very relieved that you and samu weren’t dating

thats all

thats all for now

;)

OOOO kita!!!

okay so kita is the captain, right?

but he doesnt play

like he plays rarely and aran is usually the on-court captain

this causes you and him to be at the sidelines a lot

he would tell you what he thinks would happen next or what the next plan should be and you would provide your own input

in a way, he was the one who really taught you the mechanics of volleyball and he would tell you the different tricks that techniques that the twins came up with 

what makes you really soft and fall for him is when he starts to compliment his players

his pride in aran for being one of the top aces that has led them to nationals

his pride in mimi for being able to go on the longest on court and not be tired

his pride on akagi for being able to receive each ball and successfully give it to their setter

his pride on hitoshi for being the one who could handle the team personality wise and his plans for him to be his successor

his pride on ATSUmu for being the best setter he’s ever seen and his drive to get better no matter what

his pride on samu for being so strong and still getting stronger despite his dream career to be something not volleyball-related

his pride on sunA being motivated enough to help the team and make sure everyone knows that every ball can be stopped

like pls you almost cry all the time when you hear kita saying that because he seems to not say it to the others but only to you

it makes you happy that kita relies so much on these guys as much as they rely on him

OH MY GOSH OMIMI

okay

so omimi ren is a very quiet and calm character

hes kinda like suna where they dont really say much but when they do, its usually important and not irrelevant like atsumu

and he didnt say much when you got inducted in the team as a manager

like he just stared at you and you were just like o.o

ngl he did scare you a bit bc of his tall height looming over you and the way his dark eyes just pierces you through your soul

hes the type that you cannot willingly tell a lie to him bc you know he will find out one way or another

he can see right through you

maybe thats what makes him such a good middle blocker

but you started to warm up to him really quick and he would sometimes walk you home if the others cant mainly bc he knows his appearance will make anyone back off

its the simple things that make you appreciate him

two words: ginjima hitoshi

he is so two-faced

NO LISTEN BEFORE YALL BEAT ME UP JUST HEAR ME OUT

you know how like the 4 second years (PLEASE I KNOW THERES A GUY NAMED YUTO BUT LIKE I DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT HIM AAAAAA TELL ME IF YOU WANT HIM IN HERE)

like suna, the twins, and hitoshi

the twins are the annoying ones who causes trouble, suna is the one taking pictures and evidence while cheering them on, and hitoshi is the one trying to break it up

BUT

i think that hitoshi is really the worst out of the 4 and he keeps in because who else would be the responsible one of the bunch

hello? they were about to be third years next year like are we really gonna go on with possibly a miya twin or suna being captain?

no

so he tries to force down his inner chaos to take on the role of the responsible one

BUTTTTT

you try to release that inner chaos

you sometimes hear him egging on atsumu under his breath like ‘do it’ but quietly so no one hears him

and youre like

?-?

please? we’re not? supposed? to allow? atsumu? to eat? and swallow? a whole? raw egg?

at first, duh he was also like that with you but you want him to be himself and be comfortable with you so you work hard to make him open up

now

you kinda regret it

because he now wants to go through the mcdonalds drive-thru, with no car, just to get mcflurries

you stared down at hitoshi from your bedroom window with a confused expression

‘but? you dont have a car?’

he grins up at you

‘but i got a CART! they said as long as it’s a car and car is in the word cart and the extra ‘t’ is just a bonus!’

‘hitoshi no-’

AAAAAA MICHIMICHI BABY

so akagi is the libero of the team and he is the one responsible for the make sure the ball doesnt touch the ground type of thing

you get really worried about him bc he does a lot of flying saves and his knees always get roughed up and such

so you try and stitch him up as much as you can like you even send him sites for good warm packs to buy

something that isnt known about akagi is that he, like atsumu, really likes to cook

but more like

he bakes

he bakes as a stress reliever and its like his meditation time

you go over to his house a lot to go bake something w him and share it to the guys later on

during ina get-togethers, him and samu are in charged of the food while youre the sous chef

SPEAKING OF SAMU

we forgot about him for a sec aldfjklkfdjlk 

it was all thanks to him

because of him, you became a manager despite your initial refusal to become one again

you made friends with more people and you were able to have a fun high school life because of it

because of him

osamu does get a little sad or irritated whenever the guys start to hog you up

like he has to push down the tantrum of ‘I SAW HER FIRST!’

he wants to be the better twin lmao

he gets really butthurt when you would go to someone else even during the middle of your conversation

like he would be talking to you on the side but suna calls you over for tape and youre going

he pouts and atsumu teases him about it causing him to bark at him

LOL HE BARKS

okay so training camp

i think therell be an imagine for this so ill try to not make it as detailed

lets just say its a mess

suna really wants to go hiking bc he wants to go the top of the mountain for pictures of the stars and stuff

but atsumu whines of the bugs and possible creatures in there

this causes osamu to tease him and call him a coward and a wimp

and leads to a fight which aran tries to break up but gets sucked in anyways

and omimi just stands by and watches but he intends to intervene if it gets too much

then akagi gets taken by suna to go the hike with him even though hes scared of bugs so hes whimpering and complaining

while kita and hitoshi are off in the kitchen talking about new grains of flour and stuff

where are you?

youre at the lodge, drinking your f/d (favorite drink) and watching all this go down bc at training camp, it’s every man for themselves

there is a lot of bonding times as a team bc these boys may seem like all they think about is volleyball but they like to do something else outside of that

what they love the most is going to the beach

not only do they get to have fun, they get to relax and see you in a swimsuit alkfdjkfj

especially when kita accidentally falls asleep? they bury him with sand and make him look like a mermaid

because they are players who work out so great bodies duh

and they get so much attention for that

but they all mainly pay attention to you and oh my

youve expressed not being comfortable in wearing a swim suit and watch these guys absolutely start throwing compliments at you

but the third years would softly tell you that it’s okay not to wear one bc all that matters is if youre comfortable or not

HELP I WANT AN ARAN AAAAAAAAAAA

OH SO

we know how kita’s family are rice farmers, right?

well

he farms to help his granny and sometimes, youre the only one who’s free enough to go and help him 

so you go over there all the time and granny really loves you bc one, you take care of her shin and thats beyond everything, and two, youre reliable and make shin laugh and such

like one time, you were carrying a basket to the back deck and granny saw you from the kitchen

she smiled before waddling over to the door so she could talk to you

‘y/n-chan!’

you whipped around quickly at the call of your name before grinning and hurrying up to her

‘yes, granny?’

she gave you a bottled water then gestured down to the field where shin was tirelessly tending to the rice

‘please give that to shinsuke. poor boy has been pushing himself too hard with the field and his sport and not taking care of himself’

she chided but there was a certain hint in her tone that made her sound so proud of her grandson

you looked down at the bottle and squeezed it

‘kita-san works hard not for himself, but for everyone else. it makes me sad when he neglects his health and tends to the team instead. so dont worry, baa-chan! i’ll take care of kita-san for him! for you!’

nah bc granny was already gossiping with her neighborhood ladies about this beautiful girl that shin got and how they should be jealous their grandsons don’t have someone like you

OOOOOOO 

since your family owns a cafe, the guys goes there all the time

its kinda like the ramen shop for the seijoh boys

they go there mainly to see you even outside of practice ANDDD

they wanna look good in front of your family

like tsumu suddenly knows cleanliness bc he cleans up the mess on the table or kita is no longer an introvert as hes now talking to your mom about the benefits of rice water and her not needing one bc her hair is already beautiful

PLEASE WHAT

and even during the summer, theyve helped out a lot when it was busy lunch times and you couldnt handle it yourself

GOSH IMAGINE SAMU BEING YOUR MOM’S APPRENTICE AND HANDSOME BOYS TAKING YOUR ORDERS WHILE SOME ARE CARRYING HEAVY TRAYS THAT MAKE THEIR ARMS POP

okay imma stop now

OH DONT GET ME STARTED DURING THE DEFEAT WITH KARASUNO

I DONT CARE YALL CAN HATE ME FOR SAYING THIS BUT KARASUNO SHOULDNT HAVE WON LIKE INARIZAKI WERE LITERALLY THE SECOND PLACE IN NATIONALS AND COMPETED AGAINST I T A C H I Y A M A

LIKE WHAT

OKAY ANYWAYS

everyone was already down and moody bc of the loss

and you wanted to be at the back bc you didnt know how to handle the situation

in your time as their manager, not once have you seen them lose

during those 10 months of being a manager, you have not once seen them be defeated during a game even with practice matches

then with those nobodies?

karasuno?

last time you checked, karasuno went down under when coach ukai retired

so having them lose was a real shock

and a really bad event

there was a certain air around you all during the bus ride to the hotel which made the entire time very uncomfortable

everyone finished their crying either in the locker rooms or the bathroom so all that was left was their red eyes

the coach sent everyone off to bed and although they were allowed more days to stay, they all collectively chose to just go home and keep those excused days as a rest day

‘we all would like to just stay at home and recharge’

kita’s request was everyone else’s, even yours, as you were both worried and tired for the boys

so that night, the coaches were able to book train tickets for everyone the next day back home

you stayed up, watching tv in your own room out of boredom because the group chat was quiet and you were too tired to do anything else

the next day, everyone 

osamu claimed your shoulder and he held your hand tight with his

his breathing was ragged and even with his closed eyes, the redness around them made it obvious he had been crying

the bus that was filled with excitement before, became quiet and the sound of the engine and wheels took over the silence

you thought samu had fallen asleep so you raised your free hand to stroke his hair

‘hey y/n?’

you flinched at the surprise but hummed 

‘imma tell him today. later, but today’

his voice was low and he was murmuring to hint that this was the extra sensitive topic you both discussed a few days ago at the cafe

you nodded but made sure he knew that no matter, he still got you

the coaches were upset and mad at the loss

but in the end, they all realized that this was the last game the boys would play as a team

sure, they could have practice matches and they could play again together in the future but nothing would change the atmosphere and feeling of playing the important matches 

this was the team that brought them closest to nationals with placing second out of the entire country

they were a good team that somehow got defeated

but the coaches were still proud

they didnt even yell at the boys to take laps and instead brought them into a team meeting

you stood beside the coaches, your own sniffles with everyone else, and listened to them talk

‘-year has been the most productive this school’s team has had in decades. i hope you all are proud of yourselves as we are proud of you. you lost so you are no longer in the competition and we talk about it tomorrow. but for now, go home and take a rest because tomorrow, we will be running laps and drills and miss y/n will be timing you until you pass out from exhaustion’

you blankly looked at the coaches bc you thought this would be a heartwarming talk but quickly turned into a threat

‘but thats for tomorrow. so go home and rest up. expect what is to come’

you were just wanting to leave lmao

like you wanted to hurry home and make something for the guys to eat tomorrow

just do something to make them at least smile

the guys were quietly packing up and you watched them with trembling eyes at their dismissal

you wanted them to stay longer

stay here and laugh and mess around

like tsumu poking kita and pretending he didnt

or mimi talking about something and aran staring blankly at him but he’s really sleeping with his eyes open and startling him awake

‘guys!’

you shouted

they all stopped and turned to look at you

‘hm?’

hitoshi asked

you hurriedly looked around to find something to stall them here and you noticed the cherry blossom tree that’s blooming 

must be the time of the year

‘l-lets! have a-take a picture! outside! by the tree!’

you pointed and they looked at each other

you were acting strangely

but they were simps for you so they just nodded and went outside

they didnt even complain and went to stand out in front of the tree

you had your phone and pulled it to the camera app to raise it to get the team in the frame

they looked sad and tired and worn out but they were still trying to joke around and have natural smiles

‘closer, you guys! bunch in closer!’

you motioned with one hand but they stopped

‘um? y/n? aren’t you gonna join us?’

ren asked but you shook your head

‘its? for you guys? besides, no one will take it for us, silly’

the boys insisted on you prop it up on a bench over there because they wanted you there with them

‘hey, come here! lets all be in it!’

aran shouted and you had no choice but to follow them

the boys had to stand closer to the camera as the bench was a ways ahead of the tree but dont worry, the tree is still there

they wanted you in the front bc they were all taller than you but they really wanted to showcase you

you were their manager and the person who took care of them

they treasure you so much

‘smile!!!’

someone shouted and the timer hit zero and the picture was taken

sure, their school’s motto was that they didnt need things like memories

to not have anything tying you down to the past and to challenge yourself with everyone focusing on the future ahead

in years from now, you could just be another thing from their past and nothing else

but they would be damned if that happened

any fragment of you to remind them of the best time of their youth and the person who loved them more than anyone else did

so yea, sure they wanted to represent their school’s motto

but this time

they can make an exception

a/n: HII!!!! IM BACK AND SUDDENLY IM ABLE TO WRITE AND FINISH THIS I SWEAR I CANT BELIEVE IT TOOK ME THIS LONG TO PUBLISH THIS I CANT WITH THIS YALL IM LOWKEY DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF AND IM ASHAMED IM SO SORRY

[horrorslashergirl]

Heya queen! I wanna try the oc match up since im very curious and its also my first time ^^;

Im 4'10 and i really love cooking/baking,gardening and doing chores Bentos too i love making them!

Im a comforter, perfectionist and a workaholic person im very shy but when you get to know me im a crackhead and i like pranking sometimes(like making an item made out of food) im a very sassy and cheeky person

I also enjoy making people smile and making their day better

And thats about it! Cant wait to see mine oh and also take this 👑🍪🥛you deserve it♡

Your Match Up is Alexander Chirilă!

It’s a nice contrast between you two, him being 6′8, you will be so small next to him, also cooking and baking? He is a Master Chef at this and he is a hard-working person himself, so from the start, you two have something in common and to talk about.

You two can spend your free time doing Bentos and comparing each other's final results, and when doing chores? You two can do it together so that way you will have more free time.

He is a pretty distant guy, also shy too, so it will be a long road until you two come out at each other, but you should take the initiative with him slowly because he isn’t one to come out for someone. You will have to take the strings into this department.

No pranking him! Or else you will unleash his bad temper and he won’t talk with you for a few days. Just respect his personal space and everything will be all goody!

Deep down he appreciates this good-hearted nature of yours, that you want to make everyone’s day better and make them smile. It’s definitely a nice change from his past monotone life.

Other Possibilities: Jackson Jasper, The Hacker

[arty-e]

Cards Masterpost:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625161172231110656/if-you-dont-mind-can-you-say-what-are-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625112659818348544/for-curiositywhat-are-the-nobless-surnames

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621716665836634112/i-think-its-cute-that-although-it-was-wedding

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/184364229516/arty-e-hi-so-heres-a-map-of-the-world-of-been

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614728192162496512/can-you-explain-your-cards-series-a-little-ive

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616089028892180480/is-being-part-of-the-lgbtq-community-allowed-in

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618682585919422465/guess-who-cant-sleep-because-they-fucked-their

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619469384208007168/how-long-have-you-been-creating-the-cards

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621746339135569920/whos-the-oldest-family-in-the-cards-kingdom

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621747305892233216/random-question-but-what-kinds-of-technology-does

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622726346503815168/made-a-very-quick-calendar

Hearts:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186589099521/so-this-is-what-i-do-in-my-spare-time-create

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614583174624870400/why-does-your-ocs-sons-have-long-hair

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619725154322366464/redesigning-the-hearts-palace-this-was-heavily

Lezabel Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625650745734316032/how-was-lezabel-and-seths-relationship-and-did

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618539639446306816/will-you-post-lezabel-s-design

Kellan Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619910380853116928/kellans-story

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620614245212618752/kellans-story-part-2

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/626336128336887808/i-really-love-your-work-especially-cards-and-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625155424077938688/who-is-the-tallest-seth-or-kellan

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614850360504418304/why-mercurys-great-grandfather-is-married-but-had

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619136437477146624/does-kellan-have-siblings

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620655586907930625/at-least-kellan-got-a-kinda-happy-end-wish-jana

Jana Kroda:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620628262296715264/im-not-sure-if-i-missed-it-in-reading-over-but

Nuri Chawla-Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620453848704827392/is-nuri-still-a-character-in-kellans-story-he

 https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620748903227244544/nuri-introduces-therapy-to-the-cor-family 

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620828063251464192/was-nuri-overprotectived-for-seth-considering-of

Seth Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625786219099488256/mahira-has-for-some-reason-has-a-l-o-t-of-rage-in

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625650745734316032/how-was-lezabel-and-seths-relationship-and-did

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625155424077938688/who-is-the-tallest-seth-or-kellan

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625083483420868608/if-you-dont-mind-me-asking-how-did-seth-die-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620406836827488256/i-will-protect-baby-seth-with-my-life

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620629184980664320/how-long-did-seth-live-with-his-aunt

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620748903227244544/nuri-introduces-therapy-to-the-cor-family 

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620812086944169984/since-everyone-was-worried-about-seth-heres    

Veeha Laghari-Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625786219099488256/mahira-has-for-some-reason-has-a-l-o-t-of-rage-in

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625511941359747072/princess-mahira-being-very-ladylike-while-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619281496751161344/meeha-tried-to-fix-mahira-and-sloans

Mahira Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625872912928391168/does-alvis-have-to-help-calm-mahira-down-a-lot

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625786219099488256/mahira-has-for-some-reason-has-a-l-o-t-of-rage-in

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625511941359747072/princess-mahira-being-very-ladylike-while-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621473859370139648/after-listening-to-never-love-an-anchor-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621472386521399296/so-do-you-have-any-moments-of-mahira-if-thats

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621460689524080640/besides-opal-xxii-who-were-also-bad-parents

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615372992151715840/why-is-alvis-so-small

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616590104357683200/how-was-mahiras-family-relationship

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619012255964610562/mahira-having-a-bad-time-tm

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619188784657022976/why-did-mahira-and-alvis-choose-to-name-their-son

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620499027195215872/if-this-isnt-mahira-then-i-dont-know-what

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620538688045285376/how-old-was-mahira-when-she-met-alvis

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620651991909138432/how-old-was-mahira-when-she-gave-birth-to-adrian

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620734756860084224/does-mahira-shouts-and-sings-ill-make-a-man-out

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620929852476915712/is-the-reason-alvis-and-mahria-never-had-anymore

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621017055424020480/i-think-you-know-star-vs-the-forces-of-evil-and 

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621212292257890304/do-you-have-any-sketches-of-mahira-and-baby

Sloan Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/626283255467999233/how-did-sloan-and-dayita-meet

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625606220152176640/why-would-anyone-want-to-poison-the-baby-hahaha

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186546466896/sharing-the-end-pic-of-the-animatic-mahira-and

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615120436828717056/nobody-sloan-to-alvis-who-is-4-foot-tall-scum

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620858599066992640/does-sloan-ever-get-a-redemption-if-not-what

Alvis Wilson-Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625974248153956352/orignal

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625872912928391168/does-alvis-have-to-help-calm-mahira-down-a-lot

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625606220152176640/why-would-anyone-want-to-poison-the-baby-hahaha

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625430195528220672/its-a-strange-request-but-sometimes-could-you

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625250188821512192/did-she-think-he-was-a-commoner-i-imagine-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623885823879806976/i-was-experimenting-with-my-line-art-the-other

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621983796432158720/do-any-of-your-ocs-know-how-to-play-instruments

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621712141626589184/what-happens-to-the-title-of-nobility-of-a-family

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621711658321133568/are-there-any-disabled-or-chronically-ill

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614920626256461824/who-is-dylan-to-alvis

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615372992151715840/why-is-alvis-so-small

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616549068293996544/alvis-b6

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616585252883808256/what-did-alvis-do-as-a-child-did-he-get-into

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617134091972870144/what-kind-of-issues-did-mercury-have-with-his-dad

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617146078857445376/does-alvis-have-a-favorite-son-like-mahira

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618476885389852672/what-is-alvis-sick-with

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619726344783282177/why-did-alviss-heart-turn-red

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619925669574574080/first-two-of-my-lgbt-ocs

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620944855966875648/alvis-struggles-being-bi-in-a-war-zone-alvis

Adrian Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625974248153956352/orignal

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616946663622426624/what-can-you-say-more-about-adriani-know-little

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617385323102650368/why-is-adrian-mahiras-favorite-son

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621212292257890304/do-you-have-any-sketches-of-mahira-and-baby

Mercury Cor:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623456808348106752/i-know-i-said-i-was-taking-a-break-but-this-came

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622092833102413824/mercury-is-very-offended-by-amethysts

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621983796432158720/do-any-of-your-ocs-know-how-to-play-instruments

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621716399902081024/does-mercury-ever-see-his-family-again-after-he

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621472386521399296/so-do-you-have-any-moments-of-mahira-if-thats

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621460979893567488/why-did-mercury-become-a-serial-killerif-theres

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/184072202996/heya-more-oc-art-but-this-time-ive-actually

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186663441281/arty-e-when-a-literal-god-comes-to-break-you-out

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186799464596/just-wanna-share-my-boi

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186967268511/i-might-not-be-flawless-but-you-know-ive-got-a

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/188906837796/some-oc-art-i-did-in-my-sketchbook-yesterday-which

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614832678112460800/i-made-this-the-other-day-and-im-kind-of-proud-so

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615547708921495552/hello-my-good-maam-i-am-aware-mercury-goes-on-to

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616816490101014528/does-mercury-have-any-love-interests

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616817056468303872/what-does-mercury-think-about-his-mother-does-he

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617134091972870144/what-kind-of-issues-did-mercury-have-with-his-dad

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618812463376400384/will-mercurys-story-have-a-happy-ending

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618815834399309824/will-in-the-future-mahira-and-mercury-have-a

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620083114299080705

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620816293592973312/why-does-mercury-have-a-scar-on-his-neck-and-how

Latifa Harjo:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623620478094934016/i-sometimes-like-to-draw-my-characters-in-modern

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/187781543311/its-been-a-long-while-since-i-posted-something-so

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619173367544709120/i-remember-that-in-a-post-you-said-that-some-cards

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620930311865401344/who-does-adrian-marry

Kamir Wilson:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620179763467780096/if-alvis-dad-is-aroace-how-did-alvis-come-to-be

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620855849345220608/in-my-artemis-fowl-sulk-i-redesigned-alvis

Other:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/612388966608551936/i-made-this-ages-ago-but-never-posted-it-because-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614375851714314240/a-random-sketch-of-two-ocs-mercury-and-his-mum

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615120006945112065/arty-e-alvis-is-very-tired-with-mahiras-shitty

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615366426848641024/ive-only-had-confirmed-soft-idiot-alvis-his

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618292699718631424/whats-a-normal-day-for-the-cor-family

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619037698197422080/sharing-each-kingdoms-culture-and-fashion-i-just

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619925669574574080/first-two-of-my-lgbt-ocs

Spades:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615947463582449664/so-i-got-an-ask-a-few-weeks-ago-asking-about

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620365241506791424/if-i-can-ask-is-there-anything-about-spades-that

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620370125260980224/spades-castlepalace-design-i-did-the-other-day

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620553327890071552/how-was-it-ripped-away-from-its-mainland-by-its

Matilda and Iris:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622914654342201344/can-you-talk-about-iris-and-matildathey-look-like

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619010862694432768/so-matildas-parents-didnt-care-about-her-being

Alfonso Espadas III:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625738662631686144/did-alfonso-meet-his-granddaughter-camilla

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624376119990337536/artyi-always-wanted-to-know-if-alfonso-was-not

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623074461818798080/artycould-you-talk-about-alfonsos-first-wife

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622118281175810048/how-do-you-describe-the-relationship-between

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615961636865507328/did-dylans-parents-marry-for-love

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621115228244131840/i-know-you-are-still-going-to-do-alfonsos-story

Isabella Reid-Espadas:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618682074039189504/how-did-queen-consort-isabella-die

Elizabeth Solorio-Espadas:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/626336128336887808/i-really-love-your-work-especially-cards-and-i

Dylan Espadas:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/626336128336887808/i-really-love-your-work-especially-cards-and-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625430195528220672/its-a-strange-request-but-sometimes-could-you

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625085162282254336/how-would-you-describe-dylan

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623108806752206848/who-is-mahira-fighting-with

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622118281175810048/how-do-you-describe-the-relationship-between

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621460689524080640/besides-opal-xxii-who-were-also-bad-parents

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614920626256461824/who-is-dylan-to-alvis

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615996988269477888/does-dylan-have-a-one-sided-marriage-with-coral-i

Coral Morphew-Espadas:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625250188821512192/did-she-think-he-was-a-commoner-i-imagine-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625084743231455232/artycan-you-talk-more-about-coral-and-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623110108104310784/did-you-mention-once-that-in-spadeswomen-wear

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622450995218268160/artyhow-do-you-describe-princess-camilla-and-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621460689524080640/besides-opal-xxii-who-were-also-bad-parents

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615996988269477888/does-dylan-have-a-one-sided-marriage-with-coral-i

Camilla Espadas:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625428360575713280/did-camillas-death-affect-rune-because-he-only

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622450995218268160/artyhow-do-you-describe-princess-camilla-and-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621462530302394368/camilla-was-dylan-and-corals-favorite-right

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618681826904588288/how-did-princess-camilla-die

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619767844318674944/i-noticed-that-dylans-daughter-was-called

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625350480403546112/was-the-marriage-arranged-did-rune-like-camilla

Cyan Espadas:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621983796432158720/do-any-of-your-ocs-know-how-to-play-instruments

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615963001184518144/do-dylans-kids-have-any-adventures-like-mercury

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620083114299080705

Valerie Vann:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625005916338683904/is-that-adult-valerie-i-see

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622259682665447424/drift-away-was-beautiful-i-cried-evencan-you

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622255122267979776/i-finished-valeries-animatic-last-night-i-hope

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/184072202996/heya-more-oc-art-but-this-time-ive-actually

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614747842302672896/i-love-how-valerie-is-convinced-that-shes-a

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615054892150767616/have-a-baby-valerie-with-giant-book

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621123869331357696/i-need-more-of-my-tiny-stabby-child-valeries

Camilla Ennis:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/626336128336887808/i-really-love-your-work-especially-cards-and-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621983796432158720/do-any-of-your-ocs-know-how-to-play-instruments

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615961636865507328/did-dylans-parents-marry-for-love

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619281496751161344/meeha-tried-to-fix-mahira-and-sloans

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619767844318674944/i-noticed-that-dylans-daughter-was-called

Diamonds:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625738416018046976/i-have-a-silly-question-but-who-gets-the-title-of

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622664482790014976/random-sketches-of-the-diamant-family-rubis

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622175233056653312/it-may-be-a-silly-question-but-you-said-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621714945938243584/which-king-of-diamonds-was-the-most-fun-to-create

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618404130563751936/diamonds-royal-family-tree-i-think-this-one-is

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618540113390075904/why-the-people-that-are-from-the-diamonds-royal

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620364751578562560/why-did-diamonds-attack-hearts

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620633683610812416/how-would-you-describe-the-diamonds-in-3-words

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621370680501534721/diamond-people-get-married-at-a-young-age-why

Opal Diamant XXI:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621716665836634112/i-think-its-cute-that-although-it-was-wedding

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621714683556233216/what-can-you-say-about-opal-xxi-i-became

Jasper Diamant:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/626330766142504960/how-would-you-say-prince-jaspers-life

Jade Diamant:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625651556117790720/how-was-queen-jade-not-very-responsible-how-did

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618474823258144768/what-happened-with-opals-xxii-father-is-it-just

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619003540463124480/how-did-queen-jade-die

Marlon Diamant (Nee Montagne):

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625079335961935872/what-would-happen-if-marlon-and-alexandre-found

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622800342584868866/artyi-was-wondering-if-that-doesnt-bother-you-if

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622666869677113344/how-did-opals-husband-find-out-about-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622645626962903040/why-did-marlon-and-alexandres-father-hate-each

Opal Diamant XXII:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622665098612310016/is-there-a-particular-reason-why-opal-started

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622652483282616320/o-opal-isnt-alexandres-mom-right

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622645626962903040/why-did-marlon-and-alexandres-father-hate-each

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621983021363494912/opal-xxii-was-a-good-queen-at-least

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621715503145271296/opal-xxii-was-not-very-close-to-her-mother-right

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621533050448314368/opal-xxii-punished-her-children-like-leaving-them

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618408862933041152/opal-xxii-was-an-abusive-mother

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618998595969073152/why-was-opal-xxii-such-a-bitch

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621372283037040640/do-you-have-any-sketch-of-the-twoi-think-is-very

Rubis Diamant: 

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625736359049625600/can-we-also-see-rubis-reuniting-with-lazuli-and

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625717182673928192/could-we-maybe-see-the-rune-and-rubis-interaction

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625700841177923584/how-did-lazuli-react-when-she-learned-rubis-was

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622752346464796672/i-wanted-to-know-more-about-rubis-like-he-was

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618407105738702848/do-rubis-feel-proud-that-his-daughter-will-be

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618478236957032448/prince-rubin-sorry-if-the-names-wrong-married

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618934444370378752/rubis-was-captured-by-the-hearts-before-or-after

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620632022219620352/how-would-you-describe-rubis-i-love-learning

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621391039490621440/rubis-only-wanted-to-have-children-after-her

Lazuli Diamant:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622618563930406912/lazulis-story

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625736359049625600/can-we-also-see-rubis-reuniting-with-lazuli-and

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625162029605502976/what-was-lazulis-reaction-when-she-found-out-that

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622644938006528000/i-noticed-lazuli-never-seemed-to-fully-recover-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622476547776036864/why-do-feel-like-when-lazuli-i-think-thats-how

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622655786319020033/does-lazuli-wear-black-as-queen-as-shes-is

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621706358895591424/im-very-happy-how-this-turned-out-i-hope-you-all

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621526822782484480/lazuli-coming-to-terms-with-her-sexuality-after

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621548857748307968/lazuli-suffered-from-anorexia-is-that-why-her-face

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618407930069417984/did-lazuli-not-wish-to-have-children-since-she-was

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618540468864794624/how-is-lazulis-relationship-with-her-brother

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618944550344474624/lazuli-is-close-to-her-nephews

Alexandre Diospide-Diamant:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625079335961935872/what-would-happen-if-marlon-and-alexandre-found

Sphene Al’Naya:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622645254405881857/why-did-marlon-choose-sphene

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618935843859595264/how-would-you-describe-sphene

Rune Diamant:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625717182673928192/could-we-maybe-see-the-rune-and-rubis-interaction

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625428360575713280/did-camillas-death-affect-rune-because-he-only

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625350480403546112/was-the-marriage-arranged-did-rune-like-camilla

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622105335198564353/why-is-rune-such-a-manipulative-bastard

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186967268511/i-might-not-be-flawless-but-you-know-ive-got-a

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618584581195628544/rune-seems-to-be-envious-of-amethyst-since-shes

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621285913391218688/rubis-sharing-the-mini-portrait-of-rune-with-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621308035668787200/is-runes-diamond-mark-on-his-eye-is-there-any

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620815076921851904/i-dont-know-if-this-has-been-asked-before-but

Amethyst Diamant:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621983796432158720/do-any-of-your-ocs-know-how-to-play-instruments

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/610969039092711424/i-watercoloured-one-of-my-fave-ocs-to-draw

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618487575056908288/amethyst-looks-like-she-gives-good-hugs-wanna

Beryl Zoloto:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624195296779485184/this-is-beryl-amethysts-fianc%C3%A9-and-husband

Other:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/612388966608551936/i-made-this-ages-ago-but-never-posted-it-because-i

Clubs:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617144908079300608/the-clubs-royals-family-tree-a-brief-explanation

Naoki Meihua:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621460689524080640/besides-opal-xxii-who-were-also-bad-parents

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618681674477289472/did-king-naoki-ever-get-married-also-is-he-pacific

Meilin Meihua:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621721093152129024/i-wanted-to-know-something-about-princess-meilin

Nuo Meihua (Nee Hou):

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622834976330842112/i-got-inspired-to-draw-queen-nuo-i-love-this

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618998916997955584/if-you-dont-mundo-i-have-to-questions-about-queen

Hyeon Meihua:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624431463092322304/hyeon-ebens-story-part-1

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624609259735416832/tw-child-death-death-murder-blood

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617178244973805568/why-is-hyeon-sorry-if-i-spell-his-name-wrong-a

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620357198401372160/one-of-the-reasons-why-hyeon-arrested-his-nephew

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620630064853385216/hyeon-and-ebenbut-wouldnt-you-do-an-animatic-of

Eben Meihua:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621987665956536320/would-you-say-that-king-eben-love-his-daughters

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617288224356925440/the-scars-that-eben-and-his-wife-have-were-made

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619001629841260544/hyeon-did-eben-see-ruomei-being-tortured

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619447949974519808/where-did-eben-and-ruomei-stay-after-being

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620902376327495680/unlike-hyeon-eben-married-for-love-right

Ruomei Meihua (Nee Vadas):

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622117308479012864/would-you-say-that-ruomei-was-pressured-during-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621799638450782208/ruomei-worries-about-the-pressure-clover-is-under

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617288224356925440/the-scars-that-eben-and-his-wife-have-were-made

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619447949974519808/where-did-eben-and-ruomei-stay-after-being

Yukio Meihua:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621980864888356864/i-have-some-questions-about-the-clubs-family

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619011148548833280/what-kind-of-tortures-did-eben-and-ruomei

Clover Meihua:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622165275981299713/does-clover-ever-end-up-married-or-in-a

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621797848886001664/what-can-you-tell-us-about-princess-clover

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617287745114701824/clover-became-heir-to-the-throne-after-his

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618680330106404864/how-do-you-describe-princess-clovers-relationship

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618683753503522816/i-was-wondering-if-you-could-talk-more-about-the

Sakura Meihua:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622175685924061184/if-eben-doesnt-clovers-husband-would-he-be-able

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622119241268805632/if-eben-managed-to-marry-clover-would-he-focus-on

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621980864888356864/i-have-some-questions-about-the-clubs-family

Forrest Hofer:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622921995554865152/who-is-clovers-husband

Jokers:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622730004873314305/i-wanted-to-know-how-jokers-would-have-been

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615001030364659712/what-kind-of-kingdom-are-the-joker-duo-in-i-hope

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618813746979225600/what-culture-is-the-joker-kingdom-based-one

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619373519889924096/jokers-royal-family-tree-jokers-only-have-two

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619399182653997056/why-are-the-jokers-the-only-one-that-is-really

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619445244741697536/if-the-jokers-are-magical-can-they-heal-i-hope

Kalila Tzoker:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619375118716633088/how-isaccs-parents-died

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619462114292137984/why-does-kalila-have-eyes-the-same-color-as-imara

Isaac Tzoker:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619173367544709120/i-remember-that-in-a-post-you-said-that-some-cards

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619375118716633088/how-isaccs-parents-died

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619378922021404672/isaac-ever-used-his-powers-to-his-advantage

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619380449956036609/why-is-isaac-against-the-jokers-system

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619461901797212160/if-isaac-and-raina-have-babies-i-think-they-would

The Fae:

Masou:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/184072202996/heya-more-oc-art-but-this-time-ive-actually

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186663441281/arty-e-when-a-literal-god-comes-to-break-you-out

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/188583562556/i-have-a-bit-of-an-art-block-going-on-so-heres-a

Itzcoatl:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619767488288260096/fae-fae-fae-fae-show-me-all-the-fae

Angelica:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623810547802079232/i-redesigned-angelica-and-drew-lian-next-to-her-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622627920712728576/i-made-this-such-a-long-time-ago-and-i-never

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/183617385306/ive-been-ill-so-i-managed-to-find-some-time-to-do

Lian:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623810547802079232/i-redesigned-angelica-and-drew-lian-next-to-her-i

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621810808908890112/is-it-weird-that-clubs-is-a-patriarchy-society-but

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619401331028934656/do-you-have-the-design-of-lian-the-fae-of

Imara:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619399182653997056/why-are-the-jokers-the-only-one-that-is-really

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619767488288260096/fae-fae-fae-fae-show-me-all-the-fae

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620177779088080896/hey-out-of-interest-do-you-have-any-non-binary

Kabira:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620676703172395008/whos-the-fae-with-the-white-dress-is-she-part

Other:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625650977863778304/can-fae-have-children-with-mortals

Other/General:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622980129415708672/in-the-cards-universewhat-happens-to-commons-that

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622726346503815168/made-a-very-quick-calendar

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622728355826089984/can-you-explain-the-festivities-on-the-cards

Titles/Marks:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/626792751339601920/i-have-a-two-silly-questions-about-the-nobles-if

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625514823984300032/idk-if-ive-already-sent-this-ask-if-so-delete

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625540214393307136/if-a-royal-but-not-the-heir-marries-a-noble

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625422643129090048/we-know-that-royals-and-nobles-can-marry-from

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625363638856908800/i-have-a-question-when-someone-marries-a-royal-to

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625342056310718464/what-would-you-say-are-the-functions-of-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622175233056653312/it-may-be-a-silly-question-but-you-said-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621712141626589184/what-happens-to-the-title-of-nobility-of-a-family

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614921356156551168/how-can-people-in-your-cards-au-when-they-have

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615996742236848128/question-lets-assume-completely-hypothetically

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619726344783282177/why-did-alviss-heart-turn-red

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619730940362686464/a-quick-explanation-of-marks-and-how-they-work-in

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620442349389168640/so-you-have-ace-and-jack-of-insert-kingdom-here

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620897780876148736/is-it-possible-for-siblings-to-have-two-different

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621123574986653696/so-i-have-a-question-about-how-the-royal-titles

Afterlife:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625149015122706432/artycould-you-do-what-would-be-the-reunion-of

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624699353303547904/what-would-river-think-if-he-saw-what-his-son-was

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624982872233836544/if-dead-hyeon-met-yukio-what-would-it-be-like

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624794098402050048/when-hyeon-was-executed-did-he-ever-see-dead

Gen 3:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625004910408286208/it-must-be-like-a-spoiler-but-i-was-wondering-how

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624927030668066816/night-post-the-espadas-sisters-rosa-elizabeth

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624828838676922368/lunaire-and-soleil-diamant-new-designs

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624812048431431680/i-am-currently-debating-with-myself-wether-to-give

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624196929097744384/did-amethyst-have-a-son

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624200653571538944/does-clover-or-her-sister-end-up-having-a-kid

Sketches/Drawings:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623108045497581568/i-need-angst-do-you-have-angsty-art

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622848254314463232/hyeon-and-peony-are-cute-and-i-dont-accept

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622667932573532160/do-you-have-more-sketches-from-other-families

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622666869677113344/how-did-opals-husband-find-out-about-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622664482790014976/random-sketches-of-the-diamant-family-rubis

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/180832425361/hi-this-is-one-of-my-characters-from-a-story-im

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/189374177761/i-made-these-for-my-most-recent-video-on-youtube

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614843145047441408/im-not-used-to-sketching-and-monochrom-colouring

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621261769759916032/could-you-share-more-sketchesi-think-your

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621288499651493888

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621357535804456960/can-you-tell-where-the-marks-of-some-other-royals

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621108223864422400/here-are-a-few-pictures-i-did-that-i-was-proud-of

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/182534148751/here-is-a-huge-dump-of-some-artwork-i-did-for

References:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624063838584766464/can-you-make-a-sheet-of-mahiraplease

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623978377524690944/tada-livestream-oc-sheet-of-alvis-soft-boi

Couples/Relationships:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618537827030941696/are-the-heart-boys-bethrothed-to-other-royals

Lezabel+Jasper:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618407485455368192/i-dont-know-why-but-when-i-saw-jasper-i-felt

Kellan+Jana:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/624704512687489024/was-jana-and-kellans-relationship-a-good-and

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620753498911522816/nos-i-noticed-that-kellan-still-wears-janas

Kellan+Nuri:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620802730385129472/was-kellans-second-marriage-to-nuri-a-love

Seth+Veeha:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620644415536611328/veeha-so-what-would-you-say-is-your-best

Lazuli+Alexandre:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623700647914651649/more-characters-in-modern-clothes-lesbian-edition

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/189417540301/i-made-some-art-for-my-diamond-royals-out-of-my

Nuo+River:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621533345313079296/i-have-a-question-about-ebens-parentsdid-they

Hyeon+Peony:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620354927510847488/was-hyeon-and-peonys-wedding-arranged-or-was-it

Mahira+Alvis:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622081001575890944/mahira-first-meeting-alvis

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/184296765856/the-king-and-her-queen-hey-everyone-more-oc

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614569190627672064/my-favourite-oc-couple-mahira-and-alvis-he-is

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615111324202139648/arty-e-i-love-them-alvis-has-a-tendency-to-be

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/615119866853195776/idk-how-canon-mahira-and-alvis-are-as-a-couple-but

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616494592131563520/i-wonder-what-alvis-and-mahiras-wedding-was-like

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/617380196201463808/i-wanted-to-share-the-cor-family-these-had-been

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618812857736478720/how-did-alvis-meet-mahira-sorry-if-this-question

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619362618228031488/the-memedaddy-me-irl-alvis-mahira

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619294819665231872/alvis-mahiras-relationship-exists-me

Mercury+Masou:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/623456808348106752/i-know-i-said-i-was-taking-a-break-but-this-came

Cyan+Mercury:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618816021497790464/so-we-have-no-chance-of-seeing-the-two-get

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621118419985694720/did-you-get-the-name-matilda-in-reference-to-the

Isaac+Rania:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619377040259481600/is-the-marriage-of-isacc-and-rania-arranjed

Rubis+Sphene:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622667614840291328/what-exactly-is-rubis-and-sphenes-relationship

Dylan+Coral:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625250188821512192/did-she-think-he-was-a-commoner-i-imagine-her

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625248654530330624/arty-i-dont-know-if-already-ever-asked-that-but

Camilla+Rune:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625428360575713280/did-camillas-death-affect-rune-because-he-only

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/625350480403546112/was-the-marriage-arranged-did-rune-like-camilla

Friendships:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619379190951723008/i-remember-that-one-of-your-posts-had-a-picture-of

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620815553165164544/which-royal-children-are-friends

Family:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621476274323521536/already-asked-about-bad-parentsnow-who-are-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621460689524080640/besides-opal-xxii-who-were-also-bad-parents

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/616590104357683200/how-was-mahiras-family-relationship

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618540468864794624/how-is-lazulis-relationship-with-her-brother

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618683753503522816/i-was-wondering-if-you-could-talk-more-about-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/618815834399309824/will-in-the-future-mahira-and-mercury-have-a

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619188784657022976/why-did-mahira-and-alvis-choose-to-name-their-son

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620352550109085696/how-was-the-relationship-between-the-clubs

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620813188949278720/besides-mahira-is-there-any-other-character-in

Cultures/Kingdom Customs:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622730004873314305/i-wanted-to-know-how-jokers-would-have-been

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622728355826089984/can-you-explain-the-festivities-on-the-cards

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622087214704230400/i-got-asked-the-other-day-i-cant-find-the-ask

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619004507735621632/what-is-every-nations-primary-export

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619634325671051264/i-made-some-flagsbanners-for-the-card-kingdoms

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619647065016893440/given-your-recent-post-about-the-flags-do-the

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619725857336049664/arty-e-here-are-some-palacescapitals-of-each

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620354639068545024/are-the-different-card-kingdoms-based-of-any

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620893140104167424/i-noticed-that-bracelets-are-like-rings-in-hearts

Random:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620369701344837632/how-did-you-pick-your-ocs-names

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620719019390042112/did-you-ever-though-on-a-playlist-for-your-ocs

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620733867053236224/cards-oc-playlist

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620750380474761216/i-love-to-find-the-meaning-of-names-so-thats

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/620802385435066368/so-for-the-cards-stuff-are-you-going-to-write

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/621391739122515968/which-hogwarts-houses-are-your-oc 

Videos:

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/622255122267979776/i-finished-valeries-animatic-last-night-i-hope

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/186527489781/made-this-animatic-of-mahira-and-alvis-if-you-want

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/189374198161/my-ocs-as-vine-generation-1-hope-you-all-like

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/614665599301386240/a-quick-oc-animatic-i-made-hope-you-all-enjoy-it

https://arty-e.tumblr.com/post/619671581131751424/arty-e-created-a-video-for-my-ocs-i-hope-you

[shabba-zams]

INSPIRED BY ELAINE

I think it's time, we confronted the situation in front of us

And I think it's time we talk it out and forget all the fuss

And it is not me.. There just isn't an us no more like Bible class

Our time is up, like sand falling thru an hour glass, in an hour class

You always say you have no clue but surely eNCA, know more

You mad at me, the silent treatment and you call it normal

You're bad for me, I was ur biggest fan - u such a baddie

You're bad to me, I'm your only fan, love it when u call me daddy

I'm sad for you, you hid your "Onlyfans" from me, you dirty

I'm thirsty, right now you looking all sexy, girly, flirty, all nerdy

You're needy, greedy, full of pity, always eating, mouth fully meaty, too demanding, nasty lazy, bitch u crazy

I'm giving, forgiving, plain loving, still thirsty but dripping in sauce

You're tripping, I flick my wrist then flick the bean (BDSM)

You're dribbing, my dick be crippling

You be stroking my penis, asking what my pin is

Bust a nut, wipe a continent from your chest

Yeah, that's what pain is

And then I knew you're not the One

Coz you were never the only one

I don't give out many chances, you get just the one

Party on campus, ur too antisocial, never my plus one

Plus size model, thick mama, BBW, voloptuous, ur curvatious

Luv ur onion booty, it makes me cry & it's more than 1 layer

Yeah im full of games, bstill no player

Dinner for 2, right b4 I eat u up, say my prayer

Bad dream, devils hour, I wake, u staring like, Heya! That's creepy

Okay lemme be real with u, it ain't your fault

I just couldn't be real around you, I couldn't be myself

I was losing myself tryinna please U

My face was your chair, no please U.. I can't breathe

I need air, u don't care, I pull ur hair, that's not fair

Face clean, no make up, take teddy bear, then make up sex

We're role playing, you're now Claire, Blair or Nonhle

Shared my, heart and love with u

I ain't mad at u, we don't c I2I

U & I was both invested, we tested

All that loud in the air, sippin wine we wasted

Danced all night then rested

My place or yours instead

Always kept you interested, kept me well fed

It's lessons learned not time wasted

Why you making me choose between you & the booze

I know you hate how I'm hung like a moose

Getting your creative juices flowing, like your muse

Misuse my tongue, amuse ur lower lips, abuse your sleep

Team nocturnal, feeling your intestine with my external

Loving you all night and day, feels eternal

I'm sorry but I'm not ready for anal

But that pussy imma turn into a canal

You dislike my love/hate relationship with social media

I bring a home cooked meal but all you do is take away

I mean it's healthier and bonus it makes financial sense

Lemme keep my 2 cents, common sense ain't common

That's nonsense, why you so tense? We don't make sense

I still sense your anger from when I tried to fvck ur friend

Then my close friend who's my best friends girlfriend

Yeah, I fvcked up, I own up, let's roll up

That's not tea in my cup, let's go up

Talk at the roof top, "nigga just grow up"

You're yelling, screaming, bout to blow up

I'm cocky, saying shit like I was your glow up

"Hol'up, nigga please just shut the fvck up

You always say you coming but never show up"

"You're right, I'm sorry I left you sick to go drink

I felt like I was drowning until my sorrows' lungs were filled with H2O

Made it up 2 u tho, made you cum 6 times..no? 7 I think, who's counting

You a liability, I'm an asset... I mean it's just accounting

You lack reliability, for your mistakes ur never accounting

You hate my ability to feel everything and still be wholesome

Coz you just wanna feel good all the time

But my feelings be fluctuating, I just won't be faking

Stop tolerating the neglect Im getting

Get liquid with it

Happiness is the yin and sadness is the yang

Sometimes I drink gin, only when I'm with my gang

There's a burn hole on my jean, maybe a ciggie, or dank

But now I get bank, I want no skank that smoke skunk

Has that sank? Yeah I know, I'm a think tank, tick

Talk all you want, but keep it short like tik-tok

Tic toc, times up, take tsek.. tic tac 4 your bad breath

2 these beats I bring death, yeah I take life, no bring back

Break dance & break back, ahead of you like 3 laps

Brick dance coz my money grows while I nap nap

Hahaha gimme 3 claps coz my puns still slap

I'm real black, I'm bout to snap at all this crap

These niggaz decided to call rap

Lame rappers, listen up, sit down and don't talk back

Don't turn no other cheek, clap back or get ur wolf pack

Crack back, don't fight niggaz that look lyk they fap-fap

Or smoke crack crack, with eyes doing a criss cross

Came across many rappers that steal rap lines or rap names like Rick Ross to get their point across

Gamble with your life & hit crap

Lost your wife on my Whatsapp, there's that!

She pole dance in my DM's, she excels

She got a flat tummy till she exhales, but sex sells

She call me Haploid, like sex cells

She's cold like may weather, F Lloyd!

I'm a Record breaker, planet shaker, Constant risk taker

Ask the chain breaker how I stay shining 

He'll answer, I stay grinding, on God!

I'm not a smile faker, just a soul snatcher in the fast lane

Wubba lubba dub dub, Rick and Morty

Life and death drive, ask Freud or Boyd

Leading a wild life like Varty, bitter sweet like chutney

I'm bored, so we party in my bed, my bad, honey!

Ass-ass-ass, she clap ass 3 times before 4(play)

Nurse-nurse-nurse, I slap ass tats when we role playin

Looking all photogenic, oops a nip slip on tape

Phat ass on my iOS, like real life

Ass flat on android, that's what they look like

No steroids, my dick big don't nje just

She look at my shoe size and run away at 1st chance

I'm an asteroid not space dust, she came fast

Then I came too, at last, she said out loud

I'm heartless at first glance, til I made her soul dance

Think fast, mouth 2 mouth ur low lips, I'm a medic

Nudes is explicit, is you a nymph or manic?

Nymphomaniac please don't panic

Your style so sick, bout to start a pandemic

We'll playback with your jeans off, relay... ground rules

No replay or pause only gonna press play once

No safewords, whatever works works, word!

Girl you a baddie, and a Pedi, go spoil yourself

Get a mani &a pedi

Dick in mouth, still out spoken, can't put words in mouth

U said I'm a keeper

Silver spoon in her mouth but I still feed her

Feel her up then fill her up, I eat her up

I feed her jollof right before I pipe her, I like her

Never gonna wife her, don't really love her

She's rude like something' crawled up her...

Foul mouth like up yours!

I know around your feelings I should tip toe

It's unfortunate coz I don't tip Joe's (askies jo)

Like excuse me waiter where should I dip those fries, french

Kiss hoes toes, mxwa, Zulu man with a foot fetish, tip toe

Articulate the truth, use tactics lyk rotten tomatoes on bad movies

I'm not perfect, I pose a threat even if a picture's moving

I'm booming, you're blooming... I'm nice nice, ur gloomy

I'm grooming u, like your cult leader

Avid reader, your soul feeder, I'm no people pleaser

I need a lady thats rooted in love and still rooting for me

Unconditional love lyk the kind that died on the cross 4 me

Is that you? No? Then miss me Miss, think I'm gonn miss ya!

Coz now it's

A goodbye to you, I'm thru witchu, it's true I confess

Wish you nothing but the best

Somebody to love you, put you first for the rest of

All the days to come, to you I

Remain a good friend, no benefits just perks

Straight facts, ex lover with strange quirks... You

Are

The

One... Who will be the godmother to my heir

So if I die, you'll raise HIM or raise HER

Erase Her memory of me if it's too painful to hold on to

Make sure he's playful, careful  and joyful too

U'll be a good mom, ur delightful unlyk most step mothers

You're a good teacher that's patient but always on time

You'll know what to do if ever my daughter runs late

Scratch that, you'll be a great mother, that's fate

Becoz you're a leader, not deceitful like some bad fathers

[a-pretty-nerd]

Fight (Loki x reader smut)

Request: "Heya! I don't know if this is how you request a fic but I am here- I was wondering if you could do a Loki x reader smut? With like, Loki being extremely dominant and rough? (By the way I really love reading your stories-))" ~ Anonymous

A/N: So, I've never written for Loki before, I have written for Chris Evans (another request) but this is new for me. I Loki as a character, especially in Ragnarock. I just love the idea that he's an asshole but also not the worst person ever and his theme song "tried so hard, and got so far, in the end it doesnt even matter!" So I hope you guys like this! As always, my requests are open and I love feedback! ✌❤

Everything Taglist: @marvelismylifffe

Warnings: NSFW, smut, dom/sub, rough sex? cursing, I have no idea what I'm doing!

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Loki often spent the night at your New York loft appartment. A gift he gave to you after being absent with no word after roughly six months. Loki, being a literal God wasn't around very often, or he was around too much. For example, sometimes you wouldn't hear from him for months on end, where as other times he would stay with you in the apartment for almost a year. Where he would leave for a couple hours a day and retun similar to just going to work and coming back like and living your lives like a normal couple.

It was hard. Especially when your friends or family would ask about him. You'd always lie and say, "He's in the military," or "he's a journalist, he's off in Thailand," or the most common, "he couldn't make it." You were constantly lying to everyone around about him and it was getting old. Real old...and after three years...it was weighing heavy on you. Dazzling gifts like the apartment or magical items and clothing from his own world didn't mean a thing.

You sat alone on your luxurious king sized bed with satin sheets and expensive bedding. The entire apartment was large, open, and sparkled. It was all entirley new and over the top. You always found it a little...too much, though, it read Loki loud and clear. You looked down at your tablet and swiped through work, tired and drained. You felt so alone.

A frighteningly loud sound flew through the room as lights flickered and flashed. You heard a swirling "whoosh" followed by the faint sound of a voice as the sound repeated itself and all became calm once more. You got up and looked out into the living room where you saw him standing there. He adjusted his costume which was a traditional suit from his own world. Not the black suit and tie you were used to.

"My dear, you won't believe the day I've had!" He ran his fingers through his hair to pull it out of his face, he looked up in the oposite direction of you. "Darling? Y/N-" he turned, "oh- there you are." He was relaxed, nonchalant and didn't even appear that excited to see you.

"Three weeks." You mumbled.

"What was that?" He leaned in closer.

"You've been gone three...weeks...Darling." You mimiced. His raised his brows, surprised. He often was when he learned how long it had been. Time went differently for him. "One of these days, you're going to come back and I'm going to be married with kids!" You huffed past him as you made your way to the kitchen. He gave a weary sigh, and shuffled to follow you.

"Well I should hope not. I have yet to propose." He muttered as he reached out to place a hand over yours. You pulled away as you sipped on a glass of water.

"Don't get sweet with me." You barked as you turned, starred into his eyes, and them stomped back into your bedroom.

"Please don't be dramatic, darling."

"I'm not being dramatic! Three weeks, not a word! You're off, god knows where, doing god knows what-" you paused, "fucking god knows who!"

"Y/N!" He practice scolded.

"No! I get to say it. I'm just your sidepiece aren't I? You probably already have some goddess wife and I'm just your fuckin' toy!"

"You know that isn't true..." he growled.

"How would I? You go missing for months, you've never introduced me to any family or friends. You bring me lavish gifts..." your angry expression dropped in realization, "I'm practically your sugar baby!" You cried.

"You're not my..." he looked from side to side as he spoke and then dropped his arms down to his sides as he sighed. "I have given you my word, you are my only."

"You're lying to me!"

"I would never lie to you."

"How do I know thats not a lie!? You're the god of lies after all."

"Mischief. You know that."

"Same shit!"

"Please...Y/N..." he begged.

"No! Im sick of this...I am sick of this!" You went to storm out of the room, but he was faster. He shut the door and blocked your way. He looked deep into your eyes and they burned with fustration. His voice was deep, and smooth.

"You are my only escape. My only relief from my own world and my own madness." As he spoke, he moved closer, but you moved away. He walked you back, towards the bed. "I keep you here, where you are safe and I am at peace. I shower you with gifts and trinkets to keep you entertained. I bare my soul to you, and you alone." He wrapped his fingers firmly around your wrist as he pulled you close to him. He pressed your chest against his and held you there by the small of your back. Your chest heaved as you struggled to breath properly, your heart raced, and your cheeks started to heat. "Do you...understand?" Loki growled. You gave a nod. "I said...do you, understand?" He reached down and grabbed your ass, it made you whimper.

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, sire." He loved it when you called him that. It always fulfilled that fantasy of his. And for you to be apart of that, it made his blood boil. He gave a big smile and gave a satisfied huff.

"Good girl." He took you by the small of your back and whisked you out of the bedroom and out into the living room. He never hurt you, not in a way you didn't want at least. He held you close to him and looked out the giant ceiling to floor windows which looked out onto the city lights. Then, he turned back to you, and practically attacked you. He kissed you with so much passion and force it startled you at first. But you quickly melted, like you always did. He hands squeezed your ass playfully and his lips trailed down where he bit and sucked on your neck.

"L-Loki." You moaned, struggling to get away from his grasp. He stopped, only to look back down at you with hooded lustfilled eyes. "People will see us from their windows."

"Was that not clear before hand? Why worry when I have nothing to hide?" He purred, and simply went back to leaving hickies on your neck. You would have protested but...the man drove you crazy. Eventually, when it wasnt enough, he reached around and grabbed your shirt, and pulled. He ripped open your shirt, reaveling your breasts to him. He groped them roughly and sucked. It made you moan.

He threw down your sweat pants, and almost pushed you onto the couch to pull them off your feet. When did he take off his shirt? It didn't matter, it was off now. He leaned forward on top of you and gave you another passionate kiss, gently bitting and pulling at your bottom lip as he moved away.

"Will you be my good girl?" He cooed, bringing his hand to your neck and simply holding it there.

"Yes, sire." You moaned. It made him smile as he leaned back down to kiss you again. He started to grind himself against you in your panties still. It made him moan with anticipation and pleasure. Once that became too much, he pulled himself away. He sat up, naked now. He pulled you up by your arms, gently. He had you on your knees. Your view of the city as you rested you arms on the back of the couch. Your ass face him. He stood behind you, and pulled down your panties to your knees.

"Mmmmhh perfection." He purred from behind you. He ran a hand across your ass with one hand, and played with your clit for a moment with the other. You whimpered. "Absolute..." he then reached that hand out to support himself by the back of the couch as he leaned in. He rested his head on your shoulder and moaned in your ear as he slid his cock deep inside of you with ease. "Perfection."

"Fuuuuuck...sire.." you had to remember to call him that. Your mind was already almost blank. It really started to wash away when he started to fuck you. Hard, and deep. He went slow at first, rocking his hips into your ass. He stretched his arms from either side to support himself. But as he started to move faster, and faster, you started to hang your head low. You closed your eyes and relaxed, but he was having none of that. He reached to your neck and held your head up as he smacked into you. "Siiiire." You moaned loudly for him.

"What a good girl you are." He cooed in your ear through huffs and grunts. You were so close and so tight, with his other hand, he reaches down and rubbed your clit as he fucked you faster. Desperate for his own release by now. It drove you over the edge. You almost screamed his name. You leaned back and clung to his arms as he held them there for the rest of the moment until he came. When you came, he erratically thrusted, and moved his hands so they clung to your hip and shoulder.

You panted together until he loosened his grip and pulled away. He sat down on the couch beside you with an exhausted gasp. You sat beside him, laying your head on his shoulder. He reached around and held you close to him in the afterglow.

"I'm still upset..." you spoke after a while.

"I know. I am sorry, darling."

"You've got to text me, or something." You told him, it made him chuckle.

"We'll work something out." He promised and planted a kiss on your forehead.

[polar-stars]

✂️ Tori/Suzume (This one was way too perfect), (I couldn’t find the emoji for this one, but it’s the your muse finds mine injured) Hibiki/Akio and ☁️ Nana/Hiroshi

Alright then! I hope I won’t mess up and that you’ll enjoy them ;w;

Tori/Suzume - Our muses discover to have a common enemy/rival…and decide to collaborate

There are many things that are just quite frankly impossible. Like staying alive when falling into a pit of lava, traveling at the speed of light, walk on water or having Tori Isshiki and Ichiro Eizan in the same room and somehow maintaining peace. 

All it took was them merely having eye contact and already they were at each other’s throats. To some amusing, to some tiring but certainly not in anyway peaceful. 

“Your presence sickens me!”

“Great to know that we’re on equal terms!”

“Just go to hell, Isshiki!” With that her number one enemy stormed out of the room, while she huffed in annoyance and sat down. How could one human being just consist out of so many irritating traits? No word came even close to describe the immense hatred Tori held for her fellow Elite Ten member.

While already planning her insults for their next banter which could pretty much happen any time if she was being honest, suddenly a girl was sitting next to her. She had long, wild blonde her, purple eyes, a red fan in her hands and a friendly grin on her lips. “Heya!” She said, 

With a little bit of surprise in her eyes, Tori turned to the girl and pulled up an eyebrow. “Uhm…Good Day?” The girl immediately held out her hand and laughed. “Hojo Suzume! Sorry, for just sitting next to you out of the sudden. If you want to be alone, I will leave. However…” Her laughter faded but she was still smiling. “I just couldn’t help it as I saw that we seem to have a similar problem.” She leaned a little bit towards Tori, like she was exchanging top-secret information. “An Eizan-problem.” 

Still a little unsure what to think about this girl, Tori still decided to shake the hand and introduce herself. “Nice to meet you, Hojo-san. My name is Isshiki Tori.” She then tilted her head a little. “And I would appreciate it if you would be a little more precise.” 

Suzume chuckled at this before announcing. “Watch this.”

She turned her head away and chirped in a lot more louder voice. “Oooh, Four-Eyeees~” 

On the other side of the room a person that was, much to her displeasure, familiar to Tori looked up from his mobile phone, eyes glaring and face dived in shadows. “Fuck off.” Was the mere response that Suzume got.

Suzume began to laugh again. “Right back at you, Eizan! Just wanted to ask how your day was so far? Been nauseating as always? Or did it finally dawn to you that you’re literally everything wrong with the world?” 

Once again Shigeo Eizan looked up. Now even more annoyed. “Hojo, why don’t you just do us all a favor and just die already?” 

Suzume turned back to Tori. “Isn’t he just charming?” 

Tori’s face had took on another annoyed expression when she had listened to this conversation. It must be the surname, nothing good could come out of it.

She sighed and adjusted her glasses. “I see what you mean.” Her voice became sharp and hard. “Except for Eizan Kei, all Eizans are terrible.” Energetically Suzume nodded and exclaimed: “You took the words right off my mouth! Except for poor little Kei who has to deal with two of them daily, they’re all just so awful!” 

Tori couldn’t help but to nod as well, just not as energetic as Suzume did. Before she frowned a little. Suzume seemed like a rather loud person and had the moment Tori admittedly had enough loud people in her life. However, this girl was also one who could truly understand her hatred for Ichiro like not many could. “I guess, you really are correct on us forming a sort off…..alliance in this matter.”

Suzume’s grin grew a little bit. “Tori-chan, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.“

“Alliance.”

“Of course.” 

-

Hibiki/Akio - Your muse finds mine injured

An unfortunate placed rock on the road had caused Hibiki Hayama to trip and fall on his way home. Now he sat there all alone, his leg dripping a little bit of plot and hurting like what not. 

All he needed was a medical kit. That would solve everything. However, it was hard to get something like this in the middle of nowhere. 

He was just trying to stand up so he could walk home himself as he suddenly heard a concerned, familiar voice. “Hibiki-san!” And just mere seconds after is technical brother Akio Hayama was beside them, looking at him worriedly. “How…How did this happen?”

Hibiki only smiled, hoping that this would calm Akio down a little. “I tripped over a rock.” 

The concern did not leave Akio’s face yet and he inquired. “Can…Can you walk? Ohh, if only Kaori was here. She is much more experienced in medical matters than I am.” 

“It’s….It’s admittedly a little hard to walk yet, but I’ll manage.” Hibiki answered. “And it’s fine. I could deal with this myself, if only I had a medical kit.”

At this Akio’s eyes grew and he responded. “I…I have one!” Hibiki blinked. “You do?”

Akio gave a nod and reached for his bag which he had thrown away when running towards the injured Hibiki. “I always carry one alongside with me in case something should happen to Hiraku-sama!” 

He began searching his bag and truthfully to his words he pulled out a little medical kit which he immediately gave into Hibiki’s hands, who gave him a sweet smile. “Thank you, that’s a great help.”

Within just a few minutes, Hibiki had taken care of the wound. 

Akio assisted him standing up and supported him throughout the whole walk.

“I’ll cook something for you at home.”

“Oh, you don’t have to! I’m sure you’re busy.” 

“No, I insist!” 

“Alright, alright, but then at least let me brew some tea.” 

-

Nana/Hiroshi - Our muses find shelter from the weather…in the same place

Of course the weather app had said nothing about rain today. Well, at least her flowers in the garden would get some water. 

Quickly Nana searched her surroundings and finally spotted as little temple near her. She began to run, so she could escape the raindrops as quick as possible. 

And in just a few seconds, she had reached the little temple. 

On the other side of the temple, a young boy with the same hair color as Nana had the same idea and so it happened that the two teens arrived simultaneously from two different directions, both dripping wet and both staring at each other with round, surprised eyes before calling out.

“Nana-chan!” “Hiroshi-kun!”

After that a small little silence of the two just looking at each other emerged. Nana broke it. “Hello then! I guess we had the same idea.” She smiled warmly. “It’s nice to know that I don’t have to be alone waiting for the sun to show up again.”

Hiroshi shyly raised his hand and answered. “H…Hello and yes, I guess you could say so.” He then returned her smile, a little bit more unsurely and said. “I always like spending time with you, Nana-chan.” 

“Same here.” Nana responded. She then sat down on the cold stone floor of the temple and suggested. “So why don’t we talk a little? Maybe about..” Their favorite topic. “..The Polar Star Garden in each of our universes.” 

Hiroshi still fumbled with his fingers a little but sat down as well. “That’s a nice suggestion, Nana-chan.” 

And so the two managed to talk the rain away with not only conversations about vegetables but also various other things.

[oneblueumbrella]

Texting Mycroft

Another comment by @mottlemoth, another bit of drabble spun out of nothingness and tea. It looks long but only because it’s epistolary. For the record, ‘Indeed, Gregory,’ is one of my FAVOURITE Mycroftian phrases ever ever EVAH.

EDIT: Formatting’s all wonky here in the Feed, apologies.

11.07pm

Heya Myke hows tricks?

11.09pm

Gregory?

11.10pm

Yup.

11.12pm

Good Lord, are you drunk?

11.14pm

Jeez no and who remembers to capitalise the L in good lord?

You should just curse its easier.

11.20pm

Was there a purpose to your message, or are you intending simply to distract me from my tasks?

11.24pm

Nothing in particular. Dinner last night was good.

11.26pm

Bon is not ‘good’. It is one of the top restaurants in London.

11.29pm

Yeah good. Like I said.

Bet they can’t do a kebab like that place near Paddington Station though.

11.32pm

I would be inclined to agree.

11.41pm

So youre having a good day then?

11.43pm

My days are remarkable similar, from one to the next.

This conversation is an exception, of course.

11.44pm

What you don’t usually get coppers texting for a chat? ;)

11.46pm

It is not a common occurrence, no.

11.47pm

Do you have dinner plans tomorrow? I could take you to the kebab place then next time we go to Bon we can ask them to make a kebab and we could compare.

11.48pm

Please tell me you are joking.

11.51pm

About Bon yes.

About kebabs tomorrow tonight no.

12.01am

You want to have dinner with me? Again?

12.04am

Well yeah. I had a good time last night, Myke.

Oops past midnight. You know what I mean.

12.07am

If you are not drunk, please call me Mycroft.

12.08am

Okay. Mycroft.

12.14am

What is the purpose of our potential meeting tonight?

12.15am

To try the kebabs ???

12.17am

To what end?

12.20am

What? I have no idea what youre asking. Just out with it will you

 12.25am

Okay a little drunk. Tipsy. Cab home I promise.

 12.40am

Mycroft?

 12.41am

Fuck. Sorry.

12.45am

Do you have a personal interest in me?

12.47am

What?

12.51am

Are you asking me on a date, Gregory?

12.53am

I guess I am. I mean I dont have anything else to say about Sherlock if thats what you mean.

12.57am

That is our usual purpose.

12.59am

Yes. But we dont talk about him all night, and it would be nice to not have to talk about him at all.

 1.00am

You know what I mean.

1.02am

Yes, I do.

 1.05am

Why do you believe I would be interested in a date with you?

1.06am

Um, ouch.

1.07am

My apologies, I meant no slight Gregory.

To speak plainly.

1.10am

Yeah?

 1.25am

Mycroft. Are you asking why I might think youre gay?

1.31am

Yes.

1.33am

You do fit a certain stereotype, you know.

But that aside, I wasnt sure. I know youre not married and Sherlock seemed to think it was amusing when I asked him if youd ever been.

1.35am

Good Lord, you spoke of this to Sherlock?

1.36am

Ages ago.

Look, if youre not interested just say so. I know even if youre gay you might not be interested. Its fine. As long as we can still keep in touch about your brother Ill get over it.

1.39am

You don’t sound particularly sure, Gregory.

1.41am

Im trying to be nice Mycroft. Christ you havent done this much have you?

1.43am

No.

1.45am

Well, let’s lay it all out there. AMA.

1.46am

I beg your pardon?

1.48am

Ask Me Anything. Its an internet thing according to my niece.

1.50am

Very well.

 1.51am

Have you dated men before?

1.52am

Yes. Before I was married, obviously.

1.53am

Were they serious relationships?

1.55am

One was. We lived together for a couple of years.

1.59am

What would be your intentions towards me?

2.00am

I dont understand the question.

2.07am

Are you interested in something short term, or potentially more serious?

2.09am

Difficult question.

 2.11am

If you were offering a one off or something casual I would probably take it.

2.11am

But if it was your decision?

2.11am

I want to get to know you Mycroft. Not just a shag and goodbye.

 2.18am

Mycroft?

2.19am

I’m here.

Processing.

2.19am

Okay. Take as long as you need.

7.00am

Gregory?

7.02am

Yeah?

7.04am

How long have you been interested in me?

7.05am

A while.

7.07am

How long is a while?

7.09am

Wed be measuring in months.

 7.10am

Double digit months.

7.11am

Really?

7.12am

Yep.

7.19am

And why are you extending this invitation now?

7.32am

Its almost my birthday.

7.33am

I’m afraid I don’t understand the significance.

7.46am

My dad had a heart attack and died when he was as old as Ill be next month.

7.47am

Ah. Carpe diem.

7.49am

Yeah. Now or never right? At least Ill know.

7.50am

Indeed.

 7.52am

What time would you suggest my car pick you up this evening?

7.55am

Seriously?

8.01am

To answer the same questions as I put to you, Gregory: I have dated men exclusively. None were serious. I would be exceptionally interested in getting to know you, though if a short term or casual arrangement were the only opportunities I would certainly avail myself of them. I have been deeply attracted to you since March 15, 2003, the day we first met at Royal London Hospital.

8.07am

Wow.

Now I know.

8.09am

Yes, you do.

8.14am

See you at 7 tonight.

8.16am

Indeed, Gregory.

[introducingrain-blog]

Introducing Rain

Heya...Hello you... Welcome to... Ohhh for f*cks sake, I really don’t know how to start this whole thing here. I’m determined to get this whole blog out in the world wide web today, but I don’t have a clue how to start this. I’ve been thinking about my first entry for so long, but I never came up with a brilliant idea to start it... Mayyybe I should introduce myself first? Is that what normal bloggers do? Introducing themselves? I’ve never heard of a blogger who started a blog, it always seems like they are already famous when they start their blog.... Nevermind, I will introduce myself now, so I can at least write SOMETHING in my first blog entry. Sooo... My name is, as you may have already noticed by reading the title or my URL, Rain. So actually my name is Raina, which is also not a very common name, but everyone always used to call me Rain. Not even my parents use my full name, although it is only one letter more AND they chose the name for me, because they liked the name and wanted their baby to be called Raina. But maybe they only called me Raina because they really wanted their daughter to be called Rain and it was not allowed? We’ve never talked about that actually..Maybe, we’ve never talked about it because it’s really not important, that’s why I should maybe stop writing about such a nonsense on my BLOG, which is meant to be for VERY important stuff about my live only.. maybe semi-important stuff is also o.k., having said that, I should maybe ease up a little, because my life is definitly not too full of very or even semi-important stuff...ANYWAYS, where was I? Oh right, I was about to introduce myself to you guys... I just moved out of my parents house in London to go to university and start this amazing uni-life, anyone and everyone has been telling me about all my school life. Finally I can do stuff without having to ask my parents if I’m allowed to. Finally, I will not be forced to go home by 12 latest, because the last tube is departing and there is NO NIGHTBUS even close to my parents house. I want to be completely honest with you on here, I’m moving out for university quite late. I’m 18 at the moment and for the UK thats quite late to start uni. You may be wondering why I’m starting so late... I will let you know about that another time - I have to leave to catch my bus.. BONKERS! I just saw HOW late I am... FUCK. I will let you hear from me soon,  BYE BYE!

[femaleidol]

Heya! How do mods feel about plastic surgery? I'm asking a few blogs just to get a small bit of data / discussion flowing. Personally, it does not bother me as long as it is not forced on the idol. Most of the time it's natural enough looking that you have to second guess if it is or isn't, but sometimes it's very blatant and the idol does not look as she did previously. Again that's just my opinion and I would love yours and your followers'!

Hello, great question. Our opinions are under the cut!

brigi: i think as long as the idols weren’t forced and are happy with the result, it’s all good! i don’t agree with the trend of disrespecting idols because of any plastic surgery they might have done.

mary: personally, it’s not something that bothers me as long as it is the desire of the idol.

sara: as long as they are happy with the result and they wanted to do it, i don’t care at all since it is their life and their decision :’)

yotie: (hiatus)

danko: my opinion is it isn’t bad cause’ if you don’t feel good with your face or body and you have the money to do it is okay :)

daria: so i assume this is only regarding kpop idols. either way.. from what i know, plastic surgery is very common in south korea, it is something even parents encourage their children to do when they turn 18 (?). i am not against it as long as the result does not look.. not natural at all. but this is something that depends on every single person and no one should be forced to change their look if they are comfortable with thenselves without any changes. 💕

evelyn: i honestly don’t mind, but i feel like in idols case most of the time they get plastic surgery it has much more to do with the beauty standard than with their own satisfaction. ://

katya: my opinion is that in general it is okay, as long as it's the person's own will and not the company's. but even if it’s their own choice i can still like or dislike some changes personally *cough yooa cough*, even though i would never say it to them or in any media they would be able to see :-) (there’s also a side to it that usually it’s western/white beauty standards that are being promoted through plastic surgery for eg. double eyelids, but let’s not get into that lol)

krystal: i agree with anon. i have nothing against plastic surgery as long it isn’t forced on the idol.

mari: like the anon said it doesn’t bother me as long as it’s not forced!! and it’s okay to change something in your body if you’re not satisfied with it.

martine: okay so on one hand i think a person has a right to do whatever they want with their body (as long as its not harmful), and if it makes them feel better about themselves then so be it. on another hand, personally i’m not the biggest fan of plastic surgery, though i still accept and respect people’s choices.  i just truly wish people to feel good about their natural looks ~ i believe we are all beautiful in our own ways. i’m still trying to accept and love myself for who i am, so i hope with all my heart you all will too. all in all, it’s sad to see the plastic surgery industry growing (along with the beauty/cosmetic industry, but thats a discussion for another time.)

morgan: (hiatus)

nat: i'm totally fine with it so long as it isn't forced on the person, or pose any health risks. my friend got a nose job, and she's really happy with the results, so it can have a big positive impact! i think it might not be a good idea if it becomes an obsession, but ultimately it's the person's body and money, so i think it's up to them to choose what they want to change about themselves, and what they want to spend on ^^

nati: in my opinion it’s all about respect, even if it changes their look ^^ if no one forced them to do it i don’t think it’s a bad thing. many people don’t feel good about themselves and it causes many mental illness :( i believe that if they know they’re gonna be more comfortable, confident, that they’ll feel better with themselves after a plastic surgery and if it won’t affect on their health, i wouldn’t “judge”. it’s their own body and no one, unless yourself, can say what you have to do with your own body imo! have a wonderful day 💞

pietra: i feel the same way as the anon, it doesn’t bother me at all!! as long as it’s not forced on the idol, plastic surgery is not a bad thing, it helps people with insecurities to feel better about themselves, i’ve seen so many people say “they’re gorgeous, but they had surgery :/” and it kinda pisses me off, so what if they had surgery??? i mean if that person felt the need to do it and now they feel happy with the result (even if >we

rachel: my opinion on plastic surgery is similar to that stated in the ask in that i think they should be free to get it, but that it is not forced on them by anyone!

santa: i agree with the anon. i have nothing against plastic surgery as long as it’s not forced and the idol feels comfortable afterwards! after all it’s their own body so they’re free to choose what to do with it.

shatakshi:i believe one can get anything done to them as long as it wasn't forced and they made their decision in their right minds. it's their body after all, if they want some minor changes or major changes, it's all up to them. If it makes one happy, and confident, then why not?