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[electrozeistyking]

I definitely had a lot more fun behind the scenes with Never Be Alone than I did with She's Gone. So here's the sillies, and some notes.

This is a guide video I made in cause I either forgot how I was rendering it, or I want to make a comic using this style again. I used Panel 3 because it was the original first panel. There is no audio, so you don't need to worry about unmuting it.

I did this with the flats for Panel 2 because it reminded me of a drawing featured in one of my earliest MD posts. This quote has had me in a choke-hold ever since I made it (by the way, I named that drawing I mentioned: "Heyyy Biiitch!").

I wanted to make sure a few panels in this comic looked right, so I drew them with my finger (because I wanted to and I felt like it). N's face looks so derpy here and that's by choice.

I made this because SolverUzi looked like she was accusingly pointing at N. The Solver does seem petty to me, so I feel like It'd do this. Fun fact, that's why It's wearing Uzi's face and why It didn't heal her hand: just so It can rub salt in N's wounds and call him "big brother" like Cyn does to SERIOUSLY fuck with him.

Pre-Gaussian Blur on the dialogue! This is another panel I drew with my finger to ensure it'd look right later on. The "BASICALLY HIGH AS BALLS" note was added because of his face. It's actually sad in context of the comic, seeing as this is one of the few moments where N genuinely smiles.

TESSA FOR THE WIN, BABY! I made this because I said "Whoa, suddenly Tessa!" at one point while working on this panel. As for the "Chekhov's stabby stick" part... I mean, come on. There was a closeup of that blade for approximately two seconds. If that's not a surprise tool they can use for later, I don't know what is.

There is no reason for this one beyond "I thought it was funny." It just exists and there's nothing we can do about it.

Imagine if I actually went with either this quote or "Well, that could've been a whole lot worse." I had to pick between them for a sillier take on this panel, but imagine if Tessa ACTUALLY said "Well, shit" after all that?

Anyway, that's all the sillies and the notes! :D

[icantpickabiasugh]

Our Secret-yjw

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Our secret- yang Jungwon

Parring-Yang Jungwon x fem!reader

Summary- Dim lights and locker room vibes leave mutual friends in a bit of a situation

Word count- 1k+

Warnings- SMUT!! Hickeys, making out, awkwardness, like bit of fluff. Lmk if there is anything more!

Reading time-4 minutes (in head)

A/n. Heyyy so this is my first fan fic ever I’m kinda nervous ahhh. Sorry it took awhile it’s currently 1:30 am but I wanted to post something before I went to bed! I was writing the Han fic but hit a bit of a wall so I quickly wrote this I was planning on doing a pt. 2 but only if you guys want. Please please PLEASE send feedback I could really use it! Enjoy my loves-☺️😘

You didn’t like going out much, you felt that it was a waste of time to get wasted with a bunch of people you didn’t know in a hot gross frat house, instead you rather liked the idea of spending your Saturday nights on the couch with your favorite drama and some snacks.

“Come on y/n, it’s the pep rally you HAVE to come!”

“Do I though, do I really”

Your friend Yujin however loved going out and meeting new people.

“Oh come on party pooper it’s your second year here and away from home and you’ve only been to TWO parties, you know how sad that is y/n?”

“FINE fine! But as after I’m going home I’m not leaving to some party”

You’d meet up with all your friends and their friends at the pep rally and go find a good view with some drinks and snacks

You left to go to the bathroom.

Excusing yourself from the group you go to the locker rooms looking for the bathroom.

You’re just outside the boy's football team’s locker room near the bathrooms you see Jungwon exiting giving him a small smile and walking past a couple feet away he calls out your name.

“Hey y/n”

Slowly turning around to look at him a bit confused

“Y-yeah? Jungwon?”

Jungwon was a part of your friends circle but you never really talked you saw a lot of his posts and comments on insta though and you did have the occasional chat online but that was about it what would he want to talk about?

“I was wondering y-you don’t post about Changbin anymore, did d-did you guys break up?”

“Ah y-yeah we did about three months ago”

“Oh well I’m-im sorry”

“Ah no need to be it was mutual”

“Well in that case I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out… sometime?”

“That'd be great Jungwon id love to”

Hearing keys rattling and someone jogging you get startled as Jungwon quickly pulls you into the changing rooms

“Wha-“

“Shhhh, we’re not meant to be here. Quietly run into that shower stall”

He softly whispers into your ear.

Backed against the wall and Jungwon’s body you are stuck breathing in his intoxicating scent you watch as he peeks out of the small stall and out into the looker room

“I think they’re leaving”

A second after saying so he’s push-up against your faces mere inches apart. He puts a finger to his lips brushing yours in the process

Sighing in relief he straightens up his posture a little

“S-sorry I didn’t mean to-mhnp”

Quick to shut him up you pull him in for a kiss by the back of his neck

“Mmhm~mmm y-y/n we should~mmhm mmm s-stop”

Pulling away confused you look at him

“D-do you not like me!?”

"NO no I-I do I really do it’s just, are YOU sure you want to do this? I get it if you're not over your last relationship-“

“What are you on about of course I want this I've wanted this for 3 years”

Wha- t-three years!?”

“Yes okay, now shut up and kiss me”

“Fine by me”

You and Jungwon had been gone from your friends for like fifteen minutes now and since then things had gotten a little more heated.

Your hand where in his hair as he suckles on your skin just under your ear his hand held your waist as he kisses the span of your neck making a trail back to your lips he moans as you pull his hair.

“Fuck I want you so bad”

“We can’t, the game will be over soon and the others will want to leave”

“Fuck the game and fuck the others I want you here and I want you now”

“Hell Jungwon you're so hot”

Releasing a shaky breath he moves to pull up your dress.

Moving your panties to the side he runs a finger through your folds and up your slit you moan at the feeling

“Ohh shit, Jungwon please”

“Please what baby, use your words”

“Please fuck me, ahh please I need it”

“Good girl” he growls in your ear undoing his pants and pulling his hard cock out it hits his stomach with a slap

“Jump baby”

Doing so you jump up and wrap your legs around his waist. positioning his cock at your entrance he slides it up and down your folds teasing you a bit

“You sure you want this baby”

“Couldn’t be more certain, now hurry up and put it in”

“Nghhh fuck baby you're so tight”

Giving you time to adjust to his size you slowly start rolling your hips on his.

Now Jungwon wasn’t awfully long as he was thick with a long vein running from the base of his cock to his pretty pink tip

As he stands moving he starts finding a steady pace and angle after shifting a bit he hit a squishy spot inside of you that felt just oh so good seeming happy with the sudden loud moan he’s pulled from you he smirks

“Did I find it, baby”

To fucked dumb to give a response you babble out his name.

He soon picks up the pace hitting that spot fast and hard each time

“J-Jungwon I’m gonna-fuck! I’m gonna cum!”

“Do it baby cum all over my big cock”

“Ahh ahh fuck shit I can’t hold it!”

He whispers in your ear one last time holding you tight against him “cum”

He’s quick to follow suit cumming deep In you he fucks you both through your highs

Pulling out he replaces his cock with his two fingers

“Keep it In for me yeah?”

Nodding softly you catch your breath and let him take care of you

“You did so good for me, I’m so proud” he whispers kissing your teary cheeks

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Walking hand in hand back to your friends you find them coming the opposite way

“Hey there you guys are we’ve been looking for you two for ages” called out Sunoo

“Hey why are you guys holding hands” Jake questions

“Y/n IS THAT A HICKEY on your neck!!?” Yujin yells running at you

“Shit” you mutter under your breath.

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[the-real-google]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here!!! :D

Oh wow...you maybe be wondering, my dear op, didn't I send this January 13th, 2024?

Yes. Yes you did.

If I remember correctly you were my first ask or at least the first one out of character which was so exciting to me I forgot to respond to it. Hey, at least I'm doing it now?

Today is January 2nd, 2025. One year ago, I thought it would be really funny to make this blog to make fun of @totally-bing , who in turn created their blog to make fun of the late Firefox (@electronicmail ). It used to just be me and Bing against the world and a couple older gimmicks like us, and now look at what we accidentally created. An entire gimmickverse!

For years, I always had this dream (that I slowly deemed more and more unobtainable) to gain some sort of internet stardom. To have an effect on people in a meaningful way. Now, look at us! There are hundreds of people who created blogs and found a community because being a gimmick blog sounded like fun. There are thousands of people who saw our posts and thought they were funny enough to keep coming back.

I've had so so much fun building this community with you all. To my most faithful followers who've been around since the early days, I recognize your names and pfps. I smile when I see you interact with me. You mean the world to me.

@totally-bing My dearly detested. Thank you for joining me in my quest to make fun of search engines. I'm still better than you but all our silly inside jokes and lore make me so happy!!

@important-quest1on-anon ... my dear dear Gandy, Ganthony, Gabraham, Gandrew, Gabe. Hi. :] You've made such a big impact on me. My personal fanartist??? I literally died when you sent me the first art you made. I was so so honored and I'm so glad we can be forever friends. I mean, just look at the :] I made. That's your fault 🫵. That's how I do smiley faces now and it's because you've affected me so deeply. You're an incredible friend. I can't believe we've been friends for a year?? You were there when I was feeling like crap and lonely, were an amazing support to me, helped me learn how to do a relationship (today is also my 9 month anniversary with my partner btw!!) and how to be a better person. ilysm! /plat 💜

To everyone else, my digital family and fans, thanks for sticking with me for a year. It's been a blast and I'm so excited for 2025.

(Bonus round! A few other people I wanted to name specifically that meant so much to me when I was getting started!)

@bingle-official okay I admit it. You're my kid. I admit you into the family. @duothelingo hey son @the-one-and-only-duckduckgo hi :) @mcgeese (rip my dear historian) @tim-hortans-official (I learned about Tim Hortans because of you!) @youtube kids I know you deleted your blog and now I can't remember your user for the life of me but hi :]) @the-real-ecosia you were the first blog that sided with me instead of bing???? Incredible for my self confidence. @fluffy-b33z heyyy @bingus if you see this you're down bad @realsafari hi bestie @thecluelessdoctor incredible fan from the beginning!! @actually-amazon (rip) @ANYONE. WHO MADE FANART OR FANFICS. YOU'RE MY FAVORITE PERSON EVER!!!! @a million billion other people I have a crappy memory so I know I'm missing very important people and I'm sorry if I didn't name you I love you all!!

Happy 2025. Maybe Bing and Optimus Prime will have another affair this year? We can only hope.

[once-upon-an-imagine]

I Wanna Dance with Somebody - Eddie Munson

A/N: aaaahh xD I have no idea how I managed to do this but, I did it! hahaha I hope you loves like it!! :D this is based on this request and also this post! :)  

Request - Anonymous: omg heyyy so i would like to request a eddie dialogue if they’re still open! one where maybe the reader and him are out in the mall together as a newly couple. people keep giving them weird stares and some even make comments just because the reader is a prep. eddie gets upset and insecure about it then reader comforts him too make him feel better and that’s pretty much it :)

Warnings: both Eddie and reader feeling insecure, mentions of sex (kinda) Jason and his friends being complete assholes, I think that’s it but please let me know if I missed anything! 

Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger things :D gif isn’t mine :)  

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I Wanna Dance with Somebody

Oh, I wanna dance with somebody I wanna feel the heat with somebody Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody With somebody who loves me

Eddie Munson could still remember the first time he ever made you laugh. He would always describe it to you as his favorite sound in the entire world. He smiled to himself as he looked at you talking about something. He was definitely not paying attention while you scribbled away in your notebook and he sat resting against the headboard of his bed, strumming his guitar softly.

“Eddie?” you chuckled, looking up at him.

“Yes, princess?”

“Are you even listening to me?” you smirked.

“Of course, I am” he lied.

“Then, what did I say?” you asked, getting up and making your way towards him.

“That you… wanted to give me a kiss” he smiled at you. You chuckled and leaned in to kiss him.

“That’s not what I said” you told him when you pulled away.

“Worth a shot” he shrugged as he pulled you in for another kiss. “What were you saying, sweetheart?”

“I was asking if we could go get some ice cream before I have to go to my dance class?” you smiled. “We can say hi to Robin and Steve” you suggested.

“Of course we can, love” he smiled, giving you another peck on the lips.

You had been dating Eddie for a few months now, and if you were being honest, you had never been happier. The two of you were probably the two most different people in school, but you didn’t care. It started when you were assigned to be Eddie’s tutor. And one day, the two of you were pretty close, one thing led to another, and the two of you were kissing. And then, Eddie asked you out on a date. And the rest was history. Eddie always made you feel special. Even before the two of you started dating when you were just study partners and friends. He remembered little things about you and he noticed when you were having a bad day. He always tried to make you feel comfortable and he loved making you laugh. You fell for him before you could even know what was happening.

“Thanks, love” you smiled as you grabbed your ice cream from him. “Are you sure you can drive me to class? It’s not far from here, I can just walk-”

“Now, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I let my beautiful girlfriend walk by herself down the street?”

“It’s a only few blocks away, Eddie” you chuckled.

“That’s not the point, dear” he said, grabbing your free hand in his and bringing it up to his lips. You felt butterflies in your stomach when he did and he pulled you closer, not letting go of your hand.

“Hey, did I tell you what we’re doing today in class?” you asked before you started rambling on about ballet.

Eddie could listen to you talk all day. It was his favorite thing. The way that your face brightened up whenever you talked about something that you were passionate about was something he couldn’t describe. So he tried to pay attention to you. Because he always paid attention to you. But as you two walked through the mall he started glimpsing people looking in your direction. It wasn’t the first time he’d noticed.

He’d seen it around school. He saw the way that some girls looked at you as you avoided their table and went straight to the Hellfire table instead. They made some snarky comment or disgusted face, laughing about the whole thing. He noticed the way that some of the jocks would look at you when you would stop talking to them as soon as Eddie appeared and you ran over to hug him instead. The way they would always glare at him for it. As if he wasn’t worthy to have your attention.

And he could see it now. He could feel every person around staring at the two of you and making comments about it. He was used to people looking at him funny because of the way he dressed, how loud he was, and the music he listened to. But he hated that they would do the same thing to you. To judge you just for being with someone like him. He knew what people thought of him. He knew what they saw when they looked at him. He knew you were too good for him but you always made an amazing job at making him forget it or just not care at all.

But something was off today. The more you kept walking together, holding hands, the more people stared at you. He could see their shocked faces. He could hear them laugh or comment about it. When he looked back at you, he realized you were completely oblivious to all of this. You paid no attention to everyone around you, you just kept on talking to him about your excitement for your next class as you kept on eating your ice cream.

“Love?” you asked, snapping him out of his thoughts and he looked at you, smiling nervously. “Sorry, I was talking too much, wasn’t I?” you said, looking away. “You probably don’t want to hear about this-”

“No, love that’s not true” he insisted. “I love hearing you talk” he said.

“R-really? I know it’s kinda boring and… not at all your thing, I just-”

Eddie was about to cut you off with a kiss, but he suddenly shifted it to your head instead when he felt the eyes of a group of jocks not far from the two of you. Which didn’t go unnoticed by you.

“No, love, it’s not boring. I just spaced out” he told you.

“What were you thinking about?” you asked curiously.

“N-nothing, uh-” he stuttered, looking at the jocks who were glaring at him. “We should probably get going, it’s almost time for your class” he smiled.

“Oh… um, okay. Let me just go wash my hands first” you said, walking over to the bathroom.

Eddie smiled wearily at you as he sat down on a bench to wait for you. He took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself down. Maybe he was overreacting. He knew what he had with you. He knew you loved him. You showed him in many ways.

“Dude, I told you she was dating that freak!” he heard someone on the other side of the bench.

He turned around and saw the jocks from earlier on the other side of the plant. He knew them from school. Of course, he did. They were the same ones who always taunted him and were always following you like sick puppies when you didn’t even give them the time of day.

“Dude, she can’t be!” he heard another one of them, Andy, say.

“We just saw them holding hands!” the first one, Chance, insisted.

“Maybe she lost some sort of bet” Andy laughed. “There’s no way that she’s voluntarily dating him!”

“Dude, Jason is going to flip when he finds out” the third one, Patrick, added.

“That he chose that loser over him? Yes, he is!” Chance laughed too.

“What do you think she even sees in him?” Patrick chuckled.

“Hey, love” you said, walking towards Eddie and making him jump a little, turning to you. “We still have some time, do you want to go to the record store? I think they have the new Metallica album you were waiting for” you smiled at him.

“Oh” he said, feeling his heart beating faster at the thought of you remember, but then he heard the loud laughter behind him and his heart shattered again. “That’s okay, sweetheart. I don’t want you to be late for your class” he told you.

“Um… sure” you smiled. Usually, Eddie loved going to the music shop with you and argue why your music choices were better than his, but you could tell something was off with him. “Is… everything okay?”

“Yeah” he insisted, with a nervous smile. “Let’s go” he said, stepping aside so you could go first instead of holding your hand.

You tried not to think any of it but when you got to Eddie’s van, he didn’t open the door for you. Like he usually did. And on the way to your class, he was unusually quiet, making you anxious. This is how it always started. He wouldn’t look at you, and you could see he was gripping the steering wheel tightly like he did whenever he was upset. So your head started spinning. When he pulled over in front of the ballet studio, he didn’t move. He usually got out of the car, opened the door for you, and walked you in. You felt your heart racing a little and the words came out before you could stop them.

“Are you breaking up with me?”

Eddie instantly turned around to look at you. He saw the tears in your eyes and it broke his heart.

“What? Sweetheart, no. Why would you think that?”

“I don’t know” you said, quietly. You looked down at your hands and a few tears escaped your eyes. “You have been acting strange today and… you didn’t want to hold my hand and…” you sighed. “Sorry, I’m being stupid” you told him, wiping away your tears.

“No, princess” he sighed, grabbing your hands and turning you to look at him. “I’m sorry” he said, wiping the remaining tears on your cheeks. “I’m the one who’s being stupid. I swear, this has nothing to do with you-”

“W-what’s going on?”

“Nothing you need to worry about, love. I promise” he smiled at you.

“Okay” you nodded slowly.

“Hey” he said, softly cupping your cheek. “I love you” he smiled, giving you a peck on the lips.

“I love you too” you said when you pulled away.

“I’ll come pick you up in an hour okay?” he said, grabbing his jacket and placing it over your shoulders.

“Okay” you said with a tight lip smile. Not the same bright smile you always had when you looked at him. You kissed his cheek and you stepped out of his van.

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“Back already, Munson? If I didn’t know better, I said you’re starting to miss us” Steve smirked when Eddie came back to Scoops Ahoy.

“Shut up, don’t flatter yourself, Harrington. I’m here to talk to Buckley” he told him.

“I’m heartbroken” he chuckled as Robin came into view.

“What’s up, dingus?”

“I need your help!”

“Trouble with your lady?” Robin smirked, but it was dropped when she saw the desperate look on Eddie’s face.

“Why is she with me?”

“Excuse me?” Robin asked, confused.

“You heard me. Why is she with me? She could be with anyone she liked, why did she choose me?”

“You mean all those assholes who keep following her around and have a bet to see which one of them she would go out with?”

“They what?” both Steve and Eddie snapped at the same time.

“Yeah, Carver and his friends. You didn’t know?” Robin asked them. “They made a bet to see which one of them could get her to… um… well, you know…” she said.

“What the fuck? Does she know?” Steve asked.

“Yeah, she’s the one that told me about it” Robin shrugged. “She heard them one day at a party. That’s why she doesn’t hang out with them anymore” she explained.

“I’m gonna fucking kill them” Eddie said, feeling his blood boil.

“Eddie, where is this coming from? You’ve been with her for some time now and I know that you have told each other the ‘L’ word so… why are you suddenly questioning your relationship?” Robin asked confused.

“I don’t know, I’m being stupid” he sighed.

“Shocking” Steve smirked at him.

“Today just kind of made it real, you know? I know we are together in school and I see the way everyone looks at us, but today it was even more. I could hear people laughing and commenting on it, like ‘Oh, I can’t believe she’s with that freak!’ and I just… I don’t want her to go through what I go through just for being with me!”

“She doesn’t care about that-”

“Well, maybe she should! She’s too perfect for this world, and I’d hate to think that people are being mean to her for being with someone like me. She’s too good for me. She’s perfect in all her classes, people love her. I mean she's too hot for me!”

“That's true” Steve and Robin said at the same time, earning a glare from Eddie.

“Look, Eddie, at the end of the day, she wants to be with you! She told me she has never felt this way about anyone” Robin admitted.

“But I just don’t get why, Buckley! What does she even see in me?”

“Wow, you're even more of a dingus than Steve” Robin laughed.

“Hey!”

“Eddie, you wanna know why she likes you? Not only does she think you are hot and cute, which, personally I don't see it, no offense" she started. "Every boyfriend she had before you treated her like shit. Like her opinions didn't even matter. Like she was only part of the relationship to please him. They would go on and on about themselves and not even care about what she had to say. But you… you treat her like she's the most precious thing in the world. You always listen to her and you do whatever you can to cheer her up when she's upset. You remember the things she likes and she feels really special when you do. You’re always taking care of her and you make sure that she’s okay. She loves that you’re passionate about the things that you love. She loves that you’re who you are and don’t care what people say about it. She loves that you have a good heart and you show it for the people you care about and she knows she’s number one on your list. And you know the thing she loves most about you? You make her laugh” she explained.

“R-really?” Eddie said, feeling his cheeks blushing a little.

“Yeah, really” Robin said, before smacking him on the head. “Now, go fix whatever you did because you don’t want to prove her wrong, do you?”

“Y-yeah, no! I’m gonna fix this!” he said, excitedly. “Thanks, Buckley! Later, Harrington!”

“You know, you should be a motivational speaker” Steve told Robin.

“I know, dingus!” she smiled back.

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You walked out of your class, hoping to find Eddie there already waiting for you. But since class had ended a bit early you were pretty sure you would have to wait for him a while. You didn’t really mind until you saw four familiar guys you wished would just leave you alone.

“Hey, babe, fancy meeting you here” Jason Carver and his friends walked closer to you.

“Um, hi Jason. H-hi guys” you smiled nervously. You didn’t particularly like them but you didn’t want to be rude. You just hoped Eddie would get here already.

“How was your class?” Andy smirked, looking at you up and down. You felt uncomfortable and you pulled Eddie’s jacket closed.

“Fine, thanks” you replied, looking both ways on the street to hope Eddie’s van was coming.

“Looking for someone?” Jason asked, stepping closer to you and blocking your view from the street.

“Yes, I’m waiting for my boyfriend” you said, hoping they would get the hint and leave you alone.

“So, it’s true?” Jason asked you.

“What?”

“You’re dating that freak?” he said, glaring at your jacket and you frowned at him.

“Don’t call him that” you said, trying to walk past him but he grabbed your arm and pulled you back.

“Why are you with someone like him? You should be with someone who knows how to please a woman” Jason smirked at you.

“Not that is any of your business, but Eddie is ten times the man you’ll ever aspire to be, Jason. If there is someone that knows how to please a woman, it’s him” you smirked back at him.

“I doubt that freak knows how to treat a girl like you” he insisted tightening the grip in your arm.

“Oh, you mean like you and your friends who treat girls like a piece of meat and make bets to see who can sleep with them first?”

“Please, get over yourself, nobody would want you anymore now that you are that freak’s slut-”

“Hey!” you felt relieved when you heard Eddie’s voice and the metal music blasting from his van. Jason and his friends turned around to see him, standing on the sidewalk, glaring at them. Eddie noticed and secretly loved when your upset expression changed once you looked at him. He could see the relief in your eyes. ‘You’re always taking care of her and you make sure that she’s okay.’ He made you feel safe. And he definitely took pride in that. You quickly freed yourself from Jason’s grasp and ran towards your boyfriend, throwing yourself happily into his arms. “You okay, princess?”

“Yes” you said, feeling completely content when he wrapped his arms around you. “Can we go home, please?”

“Of course, love” he smiled, kissing your forehead, before he led you to his van and open the door for you. Once he closed it, he turned to look at the four jocks, glaring at him not believing their eyes.

“You want something, freak?” Jason spat at him, trying to play it cool.

“Seems to me like you want something, Carver” Eddie said walking closer to him. “If you ever touch my girlfriend again, me and my satanic group will make sure that you and your stupid friends don’t ever bother, not just her, but any girl in school, got it?” he smirked as he walked away from them. Before he got into his car, he raised his hands to his head, as if they were horns and stuck his tongue out, spluttering at them, making you laugh inside the car. “Hi, princess” he smiled at you before giving you a small kiss.

“Hi, love” you smiled. “Are these for me?” you asked pointing at the flowers between the seats.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, that’s why I was late. There was a long line and-” you quickly cut him off, pulling him and giving him a passionate kiss.

“I love them” you smiled, once you pulled away. “Thank you” you said, picking them up.

“I wanted to apologize for… earlier” he said, placing his hand behind his neck. “I was being stupid and, I made you upset” he told you. “I just… I saw all these people looking at us weirdly and… laughing and…” he sighed. “I love you so much, and you are the closest thing to perfect for me and I just… I guess I got a bit scared that you would… realize that you’re too good for me, b-because you are! But I never wanted to make you upset and I guess, what I’m saying is that I’m really lucky to be with you, and I love you, and I have no idea what I did to get you or to deserve you but I’m really happy you love a dork like me and I want to make you as happy as you make me” he smiled bashfully at you.

“Eddie” you said, feeling tears in your eyes. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me” you confessed. “I love you so much. And I don’t want you to feel that I’m too good for you because you are also too good for me” you chuckled. “You make me feel so special and I want to do the same for you” you smiled.

“Trust me, princess. You really do” he smiled, pulling you for another kiss. “I… got something else for you, if you want it” he said, grabbing a small box and giving it to you.

“Are you proposing to me?” you mocked him.

“No” he rolled his eyes opening the box. “Here” he said, taking out a silver chain that held one of his rings. Not just one of his rings. His favorite ring.

“Eddie” you smiled brightly at him. “That’s- that’s your favorite one!”

“I want you to have it” he said, placing it on you. “Just so you always have a part of me with you” he smiled as you grabbed it with your hand, admiring how it hung on your neck.

“I love it” you smiled sweetly before pulling him in for another kiss.

“I’m glad you do” he said, kissing your temple. “You wanna get something to eat?”

“Yes, please, I’m starving” you said, as Eddie started the car.

He turned to look at you and couldn’t help but smile at how you looked at your new necklace and the flowers in your hands with the most enamored smile on your face. He did that. He made you this happy and he promised himself he would always do that.

“What?” you felt your cheeks burning when you looked at him.

“Nothing” he shrugged. “I love you” he smiled.

“I love you too” you said, kissing his cheek.

The End

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A/N: I hope you liked it! Steddie’s coming up next :) let me know what you think :D

[ink-and-dagger]

Heyyy Inky!!! Guess who it is! (jk) It's me Galaxy!! I've written the DWM song!!! And recorded it! It's called 'One Drink'. (hehe) It's not done professionally in any way, shape or form, but it's certainly finished. It's just a demo of me singing (badly-ish, ignore my baby voice gah I sound like a twelve year old) with a guitar backing, but I do imagine that if I ever do record this, it will be with more instruments than just guitar. 😅 I really really really really hope you like it. Really. Think of it as a love letter from me to you for writing DWM, because it really has been a major part of my life <3 This link will take you to the audio recording (it's on a google drive. Copy and paste it into your browser!): https://drive.google.com/file/d/1QWXoZ8yZHFXhCAlHE4OZURTQGXzL9tlU/view?usp=sharing And I WAS gonna include a link to a google doc with the lyrics on it... but tumblr's being fussy and won't let me insert it. So, I've decided to just put the lyrics at the bottom of this ask, which is gonna make it very long but oh well. Shit happens. Also, if the audio recording link doesn't work - please please please tell me. I'll figure out another way to send it!

Anyway, the recording is accessible for anyone to copy into their preferred browser to listen to (if it works), so if any other DWM fans see this feel free to listen/read! Again, I hope you like it, Inky. Love you and everything you do <3 - Galaxy P.S. Inky, I would love love love to know every single one of your thoughts on lyrics as well if that's possible!

One Drink - Lyrics. A DWM song <3

Saint was a sinner

And he was feared by almost everyone

He was a ruthless killer 

A devil, modern to our time. 

She, oh she wasn’t perfect 

But compared to him; an angel from our sky.

Astrid. Always searching for her horizon

But it seemed like something she could never find.

She shared a drink with him one night

Apparently she’s the only one that would 

He pulled the bottle off the shelf, his inhibitions down you can tell

There’s something he’s suppressed

And the walls began to fall

I guess opposites attract after all

One drink that started it all x3

They, oh they weren’t perfect

They would fight all the time like you and I

One fight, got a little too consuming 

The pain was a knife through her heart 

He thought he jinxed them

He thought this one was a little too far gone

Their only saving grace was the rose tattoo upon her waist 

A symbol that in time they’d be alright

And the walls began to fall

I guess opposites attract after all

One drink that started it all x 6

Saint was a sinner

But she found her horizon in his eyes 

GALAXYYYY

I'm squeezing you so tight that you'll need to visit a chiropractor to straighten you back out again. I absolutely love this and i'm so honoured that my story inspired you to create a whole ass SONG?! Thank you so so much.

Also what are you on about singing badly? You've got a great voice! Really pure and folksy - it suits the style of song so well, especially with a solo guitar. Can totally picture you singing this song at nighttime sitting by a campfire with the local townspeople hanging off your every word. Also it's so damn catchy - I was already singing the chorus to myself after just the first listen (I may have listened to it 10 or 20 times since hehe)

Here's a one click link for anyone who wants to listen to Galaxy's amazing song!

And I LOVE all the lyrics! They convey the core essence of Silco and Astrid's characters and story so effectively. That's some serious skill my friend. You did in 200 words what it took me over 138k words to do lmfao.

I started to attempt to write out all my thoughts on the lyrics in this post but I had so many thoughts that it quickly proved too crazy to format on tumblr. SO, I put them in a google doc instead lmfao. You should be able to see my comments on the highlighted text but tell me if not.

Thank you again, truly from the bottom of my heart.

[jessicamdawn]

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 1:

It’s a bit wacky, innit?

Ever join a group and everyone is already dating everyone?

I still don’t know what ‘perfect 10 liners’ means. They keep saying it’s not their faces.

I don’t like Arm. He’s a bully.

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 2:

No, I seriously don’t like Arm.

‘I hate people posting my picture without permission to the point of violence’ and then he posts Arm’s picture and doesn’t care/understand that Arc is upset?

Blocking Arm on multiple social media platforms but then telling everyone that Arm is being a ‘sulky child’ about it? Screw you, man.

“if I didn’t know better, I’d say he was hitting on you.” I mean, he is, but in a shitty, awful way that should not be accepted.

So…Arc just traumatized himself into being a good person?

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 3:

Did Arm have a personality transplant? He’s all touchy with Arc and lighthearted where before he was filled with rage and exasperation and didn’t want to be within ten feet of the guy. The guy getting you hurt in a car accident shouldn’t make you like him, Arm.

Wait, we just flipped back to antagonistic again.

And now Arm is…ditching his friends to go…be Arc’s errand boy? I’m so confused. What’s going on.

Arc is just full of hypocrisy.

Another picture posted without permission.

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 4:

Starting this ‘I want to flirt with you some more’ strong with ‘embarrassing him in front of his whole year.’ cool cool cool cool cool

Sand being so excited to get to football practice because Pond is there. :D

He just. Turned away. The med team. To make Arm dress his wound. I—

I love Pond and Sand. <3

Pipo playing soccer was funny.

“Arc doesn’t like me like that.” He…he literally said he was flirting with you.

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 5:

Heyyy, Arc recognized that kissing Arm in that way probably wasn’t a good move.

“I should’ve let him stay over.” Sand. If you just opened the door, I’m pretty sure he’d still be standing there.

IT’S TAWAN. Don’t mind me, I’ll just stare at him for a bit…

They should’ve picked younger actors for the mains, because Tawan doesn’t look older than them. In fact, Arc looks way older than Tawan. Tawan does *feel* more mature/world-knowledgeable though.

You have unlocked Arm’s Tragic Backstory. Congratulations~

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 6:

Sand saying “Go, Pond!” at the game and Pond immediately cheering “Go, Sand!” right back XD <3

I find issue with a couple when A’s friends (and A) are scared of B. That's not the sign of a healthy relationship.

Po blatantly pointing out that Pond is hitting on Sand and Arc is hitting on Arm was funny.

Another picture posted without permission!

A WILD SEA APPEARS!

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 7:

I like the glimpse of Yotha and Gun we’ve gotten

Every time the ‘tense’ or ‘confrontation’ music plays, I think it’s gonna be Believer by Imagine Dragons XD

Arc, he said he’d pay for the food. And he hasn’t even eaten it yet. Stop dragging him away from food.

“I got lost. So I came here to see you.” “Huh? Why?” “They said our buddy would take care of us. So I’m here to get taken care of.” Like a small child. XD

Tongfah like “I don’t mind getting lost. I might meet someone who likes me ;D” That’s quite the positive outlook.

Ok, Arc changing the name on his jersey to ‘Arm’ was great’

Perfect 10 Liners, ep 8:

“My bae studies medicine.” Medicine, you say? Perhaps…dermatology? ;D

A-ngun x Brink <3

Oh, so we remember that ‘Arc is mad at the 2nd admin of the Engineering Cute Boy page’ plot point, now?

I liked Yeepun mimicking Drunk Arm with the ‘God of Fire’ thing.

Pond is so funny. ‘Wait, too fast! Let me….let me shower first!’ and then, 2 seconds later, ‘dude, you’re supposed to follow me. Let’s goooo’ XD <3

Someone love Pipo, please

“You have to tell him you’ve moved on from Sai.” He literally said ‘Only you could have made me move on’ last ep?

Arc has been soaked since he walked up. That umbrella might as well not exist.

Oh. So we're...not going to bring up the Engineering Cute Boy thing with Arc. Got it.

In real life, the only reason Arc and Arm would stay together is because Arm (and everyone else) is afraid of Arc. I cannot believe they'd stay together long term.

I'm a fan of Pond and Sand as a couple, though, and Yeepun and Jet. I'll even support A-ngun and Brink, and we only got 2 scenes of them together.

I want fic of directionally challenged Tongfah who skips soccer games to go 'get lost' in the medicine faculty in hopes that 'someone who likes him' (his dermatology boyfriend) will find him.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member has bulimia, unnies are on their way!

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend twwicceee, who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: ohh if you want i can tell you about "bullamia" it is a eating disorder in which the person eats food but they throw it up later intentionally cuz they feel insecure about their weight and body (just like anorexia nervosa) so you can do a chapter in which the youngest 10th member is throwing up in the washroom in night and all the members noticed it so they all confront her about it!😭😭🤝 idk like if u like, just a idea💗

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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It was well past midnight when Y/N found herself hunched over the toilet bowl in the dimly lit bathroom of their dormitory. Her stomach heaved, and she couldn't stop the tears that stung her eyes. Her secret was her tormentor, a relentless force that had her in its grip for far too long.

For months, TWICE's flower had been struggling with an eating disorder, a battle she had been silently waging against herself. Bulimia had taken hold of her life, a cruel and destructive cycle of bingeing and purging that left her feeling trapped and ashamed.

TWICE, the beloved K-pop girl group she had the privilege of being a part of, had been oblivious to her struggle. Y/N was the youngest and 10th member, a talented and vibrant young woman in her early twenties. She had always been the cheerful, supportive, and positive presence in the group, and she was determined to keep her secret hidden.

But tonight, the facade cracked. She had pushed herself too far, indulging in a binge that had left her stomach painfully full. Panic and self-loathing had set in, and she had retreated to the bathroom, desperate to purge the excess calories and shame.

As the younger girl retched into the toilet, she heard a faint noise from the hallway. The sound of footsteps, hushed whispers, and concern. Panic surged through her as she realized that she was no longer alone.

Momo had been the first to notice the maknae's absence from her room. She had been restless, unable to sleep, and a nagging feeling had led her to check on her fellow member. When she saw the bathroom light on and heard the distressing sounds from inside, her heart sank.

Quickly, Momo alerted the other members. They gathered outside the bathroom, worry etched on their faces. Jihyo, the group's leader and Y/N's omma, stepped forward and gently knocked on the door. 

Jihyo - Honey, are you okay in there?

Y/N froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she couldn't hide this any longer, but she wasn't ready to face her demons. She wiped her mouth and flushed the toilet before opening the door. Her eyes were red from crying, and she avoided their concerned gazes.

Y/N - I'm fine... *mumbling while trying to sound as convincing as possible*

But the members could see through her façade. Sana, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu exchanged worried glances while Mina, who had her own history of mental health struggles, stepped forward and took her little sister's hand. 

Mina - Thank you for letting us be here with you, darling. We're always available to support you.

The floodgates opened, and Y/N couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She felt a mix of relief and fear as she finally admitted her struggle. 

Y/N - I... I have a problem. I've been struggling with bulimia.

Nayeon, ever perceptive, reached out and placed a gentle hand on her kid's shoulder. 

Nayeon - My love, you don't have to pretend with us. We're here for you.

Over the next few days, TWICE's sunshine began to open up to her fellow older sisters about her battle with bulimia. She shared the painful details of her struggles, the shame that had kept her silent, and the overwhelming fear of judgment. The members listened, offered their love and support, and encouraged her to seek professional help.

Jihyo took charge of the situation, researching treatment options and finding a therapist who specialized in eating disorders. Y/N was initially hesitant, but with the unwavering support of her TWICE family, she agreed to attend therapy sessions.

The road to recovery was not easy. The youngest faced the harsh reality of confronting her eating disorder head-on, and it was a painful journey filled with setbacks and tears. But with each step she took, she knew she wasn't alone. Her unnies were her pillars of strength, offering their love and encouragement every step of the way.

They also made changes in their daily routines to support Y/N. Mealtimes became a time for bonding, not just for nourishment. They cooked together, shared stories, and ensured that their little star felt comfortable and supported during meals. It was a small but significant change that made a world of difference to TWICE's angel.

Months passed, and Y/N's progress was slow but steady. She attended therapy diligently, and her therapist helped her unpack the emotional baggage that had contributed to her eating disorder. She learned healthier ways to cope with stress and anxiety, and her support system within TWICE was always there to cheer her on.

One evening, as the sun set and cast a warm glow over their dormitory, TWICE gathered in the living room for a movie night. Y/N, who had made significant progress in her recovery, sat comfortably among her friends. She smiled as they laughed and enjoyed each other's company.

Nayeon and Jihyo, who had taken on the roles of the maknae's confidants and protectors, wrapped their arms around the younger member's shoulders. 

Nayeon - You've come a long way, luv. We're so proud of you.

Y/N nodded, her eyes shining with gratitude. 

Y/N - I couldn't have done it without all of you, unnies. You saved my life.

Sana, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu chimed in with words of encouragement and love, offering their unwavering support. It was clear that their bond had transformed into something even stronger, a sisterhood that could weather any storm.

As they settled in to watch the movie, Y/N felt a warmth in her heart that went beyond the comforting glow of the room. She had faced her darkest demons with the unwavering support of her TWICE family, and she knew that, together, they could overcome anything. And as the unnies looked at their petite fighter's expression, they shared a single thought:

I am proud of our dear maknae.

And the writer behind the screen had something similar in mind:

I am proud of my dear readers.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

[comfy-sofa]

IM LOSING MY FUCKING M I N D

IM NOT OK AND NEITHER ARE YOU AFTER THIS EPISODE

Vashmeryl fans, y'all are getting FED TODAY GOOD FOR YALL

HIS FUCKING HAIR OUR BOY IS BACK AND SPIKIER THAN EVER

The whole fucking fight sequence mmhhhh DELICIOUS the whole entire time I was screaming BEAT HIS ASS BEAT HIS ASSSS DO IT FOT ROBERTO

Ok, the fact that Vash kinda knows how to use his abilities and condense into the fucking rubic cube is kinda dope

Also during the fight, DID VASH FUCKING BITE KNIVES???? IM FUCKING LOSING IT (peak sibling behavior)(edit: yes he fucking did dhvswrrvbn)

First off, the outfit change??? Like all his shit is black and the fucking BLACK WINGS YESS PLANT BOY SLAY

Also THE SPEED RELOADER???? DID HE HAVE THAT SHIT ENTIRE TIME???? At least he has it lmao

Fucking about time Wolfwood you fucking helped COTDAMN (also the run sequence with him stepping on the police officer mhmm good shit)

THE ANGEL ARM IM FUCKING CUMMING I LOVE ITS DESIGN

Knives KNIVES GET OUT THE FUCKING BEAM YOUR GETTING ROASTED LIKE A MARSHMALLOW (really out here giving me 'get out the fucking tank' vibes like)

Speaking of this scene, we finally get to see Vash fucking cry....I'm not ok

Oh my God, Vash just turned himself into a goddamm METEOR SIR ARE YOU OK???

Well RIP July and Mr. Police dude

Oooh two year time skip and my boy got his bouty back!

MILLY MILLY MILLY MILLY MILLY (also refreshing to the insurance company👍)

ERIKS AND LINA I CANT WAIT TO GET MY HEART RIPPED OUT

EARTH EARTH FUCKING WERE GETTING THE EARTH STORY FROM TRIMAX THANK FUCK (Also heyyy chronica)

Looks like season 2 is also confirmed! Dude, this was a journey and a half. I'm really glad that orange went the prequel route, and we got to see what led up to July's destruction. We actually get to see a glimpse of what the cast could've been like prior to the events of Trigun/TriMax.

Fuck I'm glad stampede was a thing in the first place, or I wouldn't have watched the anime or read the manga. Like fuck this is really a piece of media that sticks with you y'know? Like how the fuck am I gonna move on now? Like it's been a while since I thought of creating fanart or just rant on it because it's so fucking good. Like if I could ever create something like Trigun, something that sticks with people, like that would be a great accomplishment. Sure, there were some ups and downs (maybe I'll do like a legit review post, idk) but fuck I had a good time!

Now this post is getting long so I'm just gonna end it with that I'm glad I let orange cook and I can't wait for season 2

Peace and Love y'all ✌️

[sunwarmed-ash]

Heyyy, me again, I'm feeling curious now

8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of.

9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.

14: Talk about a vacation.

22: Talk about your worst fear.

36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.

hi!!!!!!!!!!! 💜😍

8: My view of myself. I have been through my fair share of trauma, toxic relationships and bad home lives for me to spend a good portion of myself internalizing my pain and hating myself for it. 2020 was an all time low and it's been a long crawl to how I feel about myself now. But I really am proud of myself. for not giving up. for reaching out and getting help. for continuing to find the things that make me happy and release the things that don't. for continuing to do the long slog of tasks that keep me running so I can help other people <3

9: Aww i like this one alot! okay so obvi I love my tattoos, I love the colors and all the thought and meaning behind them. But I also really like how my piercings look in my ears and face haha. Weirdly enough Ive also grown to like my scars. I'm still fucking here despite everyones attempts and thats pretty powerful to see :D uh last thing, hmmm, oh! i have this weird collection of freckles that I think looks like a stick figure dude cheering

14. LOLOL okay so my dad likes to say how he has this black cloud because every time we try to go on vacation or him specifically something goes wrong. While this is coincidentally true, he is also a super negative person so its really his attitude that dooms him.

anyway the first time we tried to go to disneyworld hurricane Frances wiped out florida. we defaulted to SOUTH DAKOTA to see Mt. Rushmore...... when we finally got to go to disney a year or two later my bag got flagged because my mom can't live a second without her hairspray and shoved two cans in my bag. post 9/11 they were REALLY paranoid about hairspray 🤦‍♀️

another time we went to lake tahoe and the fucking place nearly burnt down. the smoke and ash was so bad i broke out in a physical rash and couldnt breathe. also it was the vacation i got my first period so it was arguably the WORST vacation ive ever been on lol

22. worst fear is def dolls. Like those ventriloquist puppets are the worst imo and then its like all porcelain dolls. fucking nasty creepy things do not need to exist 😆

36. oh man, making my blorbos queer and then dooming them by the narrative, making my blorbos fuck, uhhhh, every version of spiderman everything ever, my 90s and 00 emo bands, upcying everything I can to save the earth another few minutes

🌮taco bout asks

[slaughterfreak]

the past.

[yns-world]

heyyy I just saw ur post and so I was wondering if you could do MK Intros for Fujin, Nightwolf, Kuai Liang, and Kung Lao ? thx for all the hard work 💗🙏

Hey!!! Thank you so much for this request <3 you didn’t specify what kind of genre you were looking for (light-hearted, angst, etc) so I just went with the flow. I also got some inspiration from @azul-marie and her wonderful mk post about intros with a goddess reader and I loved it!!

This is a concept I’ve been meaning to try, I hope y’all like it <3

MK Character Intros

Various x Dark!Goddess!Reader

Characters: Fujin, Nightwolf, Kuai Liang, and Kung Lao + Bonus character at the end ;)

Context: The characters knew Y/N before she became the dark version of herself, it’s a similar concept to Dark Raiden. Y/N had a past relationship with each of the characters.

Part 2

Fujin: “What happened to you?” A pained expression flickered across his face as he readied his sword.

Y/N: “What needed to happen.”

Fujin: “Greed is a want, never a need.”

Fujin: “What happened to you?”

Y/N: “I’m surprised you noticed.”

Fujin: “Of course I did, you were my world.”

Y/N: “I wasn’t. Your world was Earthrealm.”

Fujin: “Come back to us, we can help you.”

Y/N: She scoffs, rolling her eyes. “And get locked in an inescapable cage? I’ll pass, thanks.”

Fujin: He says nothing, Y/N’s words hurt him too much to speak.

Nightwolf: “You are going down a wrong path, Y/N.”

Y/N: “You dare defy a GOD?”

Nightwolf: “No god would commit such cruelties.”

Nightwolf: “You are going down a wrong path, Y/N.”

Y/N: “It’s Lady Y/N to you.”

Nightwolf: “I don’t remember you having an ego.”

Nightwolf: “Where’s my Y/N?” He spit the words out, anger filling his eyes.

Y/N: “I’m right here, sweetheart.” A chuckle left her lips as she watched Nightwolf’s scowl deepen.

Nightwolf: “You’re merely a vessel she left behind.”

Y/N: She walks into the arena with her head held high, an intimidation tactic. “On your knees.”

Kuai: “I will not bow to you.”

Y/N: “Then do not expect mercy."

Y/N: “On your knees.”

Kuai: “I will not bow to you.”

Y/N: “That’s not what you said last night.”

Kuai: “You’ve become cold and brash.”

Y/N: “We’re more similar than you think.”

Kuai: “We are nothing alike.”

Kung Lao: “I happened to overhear your conversation with Sub-Zero, is your offer still on the table?” A smirk was plastered on his face as he spoke.

Y/N: “I’m looking for humble worshippers, not those who will use my name in vain.”

Kung Lao: “Then I’ll just keep screaming your name until you hear me.”

Y/N: “You’d be a useful ally.”

Kung Lao: “I’m done being a wingman.”

Y/N: “That’s not what it looks like to me.”

Y/N: “You’d be a useful ally.”

Kung Lao: “Little ol’ Lao working alongside a goddess? It would be my honor.”

Y/N: “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

Bonus character!

Dark Raiden: “Look at what you’ve become.”

Y/N: “The same can be said for yourself.”

Dark Raiden: “Hmph.”

Y/N: “Still lurking in the dark, are we?”

Dark Raiden: “For as long as you are.”

Y/N: “Oh honey, I am the night.”

Y/N: “When are you going to stop lying to yourself? When did you ever protect Earthrealm?”

Dark Raiden: “Even gods make mistakes.”

Y/N: “Not me. Never me.”

And that wraps up my first mk request <33 this was so much fun to write and I hope I’ll write more intros in the future :) requests are currently open so feel free to hmu! lmk if y’all want a part 2 to this :D

[bruuberrycc]

OS FUNDOS DE CAS MAIS BONITOS PARA O THE SIMS 4 (CAS BACKGROUND)

✨ Link do vídeo ♥

https://www.patreon.com/posts/71189180

https://modthesims.info/d/639065/old-school-cas-room.html

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https://www.tumblr.com/burnitmyg/685743044858986496/daydream-no-blueberries-cas-background-heyyy

https://laskrillz.tumblr.com/post/631876791864262656/cas-background-download-download-my-first-ever

https://cutesheepmie.tumblr.com/post/684064027590213632/i-made-two-new-backgrounds-to-share-with-my-fans

https://www.patreon.com/posts/alice-cas-screen-48727422

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https://www.patreon.com/posts/70985525?utm_campaign=postshare_creator

https://www.patreon.com/posts/cas-default-72557221

https://www.patreon.com/posts/cas-default-72053354?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_fan

https://www.patreon.com/posts/cas-default-day-70985525

http://jennisimsunanuevaexperiencia.blogspot.com/2015/05/downloads-sims-4pastel-goth-cas-screens.html#.VWTaukZs_cs

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[nerd-of-karasuno]

heyyy! so ik i have requested before, but i was wondering if you could do class 1-A or Karasuno with a partner who likes to doodle on themselves and other things like walls and chairs and stuff like that (but mostly themselves)??? tyty!! have a good day/night!! ��

hello!! For this post,I'm going to do Karasuno only and then do a separate post with Class 1-A. Once I get the Class 1-A one out, I'll add a link to it here and do the same on that post with a link for this one. Hope you have a day/night too! :)

My Haikyu!! Masterlist

Class 1-A version

Featuring: Daichi, Suga, Asahi, Noya, Tanaka, Tsukki, Yamaguchi, Kageyama, Hinata

Sawamura Daichi

he's literally so confused why there's small doodles on your bedroom walls.

after you explain to him you like to doodle on things, Daichi thinks your habit very adorable.

It still confuses Daichi when he finds doodles in the most random places before realizing you drew them.

He really enjoys discovering all the places you draw on.

Sugawara Koushi

Suga will ask you to doodle on his arm too so you can match

Or he'll copy the drawings on your arm and do it himself on his arm.

Kinda like matching tattoos, but not permanent, ya know?

Suga loves it when you draw on his notes because he gets to see the lil doodles when he's studying later.

Azumane Asahi

Asahi will let you draw a little something on him.

He'll be really shy when asking you, but seeing the doodle on his arm when he's nervous keeps him calm.

It also makes Asahi really happy as looking at it makes him think of you.

If you ever write a small 'i love you' beside your drawing, you'll know exactly when he notices it because his face will go bright red.

Nishinoya Yu

he will doodle with you.

the walls, chairs and other objects are now covered with both your doodles.

Noya totally bought a brand new volleyball just so you could doodle on it and now he keeps it in his room.

He never really uses it, but it's really special to him because it is covered in drawings done by you.

Tanaka Ryunosuke

another one who will doodle with you

Tanaka loves looking at all your doodles and admiring them.

He'll doodle on your arm too if you let him.

And if you do let him, Tanaka will draw little hearts and very short little notes for you about how much he loves you.

Tsukishima Kei

Tsukki will never admit it but he enjoys watching you draw.

He doesn't like it too much if you happen to doodle on his things at first

but when Tsukki notices the doodle on one of his things that night, it makes him smile a little.

he saves all of the drawings that you have done on his belongings and puts them in a safe place, hoping you'll never find them there.

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Yamaguchi thinks this habit of yours is really cute!!

He's too shy to ask you to draw something for him or draw on him, but he kind of wants you to.

But he will ask to see your doodles sometimes, especially if he sees some you just drew.

Yamaguchi also traces the doodles on your arm quite a lot. It's calming for him.

Kageyama Tobio

Kageyama gets confused when he sees the doodles on your arm.

Like Daichi, you have to explain it to him.

Kageyama doesn't do this on purpose, but he often finds himself staring at you while you're doodling.

Whenever you notice him looking right at you, he immediately looks away, but soon finds himself looking right at you as soon as you return your attention back to your doodling.

Hinata Shoyo

Hinata will often ask you what you are doodling.

He occasionally will ask you to doodle something for him on your arm or even on his.

Hinata's first request was a volleyball :D

You inspire him to do his own doodles on his own arm and he'll show you them very proudly when he's done.

[meichenxi]

3 and 25 for the book asks!

Heyyy :D

3 - What were your top five books of the year?

I'm going to talk about these one by one, because what I am if not verbose :D These are NOT in any order!! To be honest I have probably forgotten some incredible ones, but I didn’t keep a list. So. 

1) The Traitor Baru Cormorant by Seth Dickinson

EMPIRE. WLW. HARD FANTASY. GENDERRR (so much gender). I cannot describe how much like a breath of fresh air this book felt in adult fantasy in every way: the world is immersive, but saying 'immersive' doesn't do justice to how well built it is. I learnt more about colonialism and trade dynamics than school has ever taught me. The battlefields are meticulous; the supply lines well-drawn. Women, sapphic women, but with a gaze that feels startlingly not male, so much so that when my friend pointed out it was written by a man I didn't believe her at first. Comparisons to the anthropological sci-fi of Ursula le Guin are well-merited, especially (or so I've heard) later books. Baru is an engaging protagonist who reminds me STRONGLY of Mei Changsu who has all the strengths of your average Schemey Politicky prodigy, but this is one of the first times (another exception below) where I actually believe it: her strengths become her weaknesses, and she fails time and time again because, as she phrases it, she forgets about 'the other players' - that is, that other people have autonomy and the autonomy to make stupid, noble choices. What I love most is how her distance and slight bewilderment at the emotion-driven goings-on of other people when she herself has relatively low empathy and is fairly callous both enable her to succeed and also, inevitably, create her downfall. It creates a three dimensional character out of the Cold Plotting Schemer that is so often a caricature. I am very excited to see where this story goes.

2) Nirvana in Fire by Hai Yan

Need I say more? Anyone who follows anyone in the cdrama or cnovel fandoms knows about this. There's an excellent series (and the second is also good), and there's a translation of the book available online - very much a good translation. I've read it before, but reading it whilst self-isolating and having limited social contact and having close relationships with chronically ill people and contemplating mortality constantly as we have had to do during the pandemic - it felt different this time. If I had to give one cnovel to someone to read, it would be this one. Brotherhood, identity, betrayal, lying as an act of love and withholding the truth as an act of kindness - there are not many books I have read well into adulthood that can compete with books like LOTR in their formative power, but this is one of them. I've had more thoughts about who I want to be, what kind of life I want to live, what it means to care for someone and what it is to be known about this than any book since Tolkien. I have written posts about this, I'm sure, but here's an entreaty again: if you don't learn Chinese, if you have never read a cnovel, if you think you have no interest in politics or the machinations behind the throne or ancient court drama - just read it. Please.

3) City of Saints and Madmen by Jeff Vandermeer

Heard of Annihilation? Jeff Vandermeer is the guy who wrote that, and it's by far his most normal work lmaaaao. City of Saints and Madmen is a very typical romp through the New Weird - which doesn't mean it's any worse or predictable, but that expected themes of place and history and depth and environment and contagion and religion and madness come up again and again. It's one of the most cleverly put together books I've ever read, made up of a series of stories, fake in-universe academic articles and other paraphernalia (one section is a bibliography that lasts over 50 pages) about the city Ambergris. If you like House of Leaves or similar books, you'll enjoy this. Favourite parts of it include the two contradictory in-universe academic articles about the founding of the city and the legend of the giant squid, as well as one short story in which Jeff Vandermeer himself features as a character. I love the New Weird because it's exactly as batshit as quote-unquote 'regular' surreal / literary fiction....except there is often actually a plot and these things are really happening. I also read Dead Astronauts, which I adored, but despite the insanity of City of Saints and Madmen it's a much more accessible book for an introduction to Vandermeer's writing, which is why I have given it here. I'm also. Not entirely sure I understand more than 10% of Dead Astronauts so.

4) Tibet is my Country by Thubten Norbu, as told to Heinrich Harrer

Now for something a bit different. THIS BOOK you guys. This book is one of those that you find randomly in a charity shop and it changes everything. To give you some context on how unexpected this book is: my copy is the 1961 English translation of the book originally written in German by an Austrian mountaineer Heinrich Harrer who spent much of his adult life in Tibet and took years crossing the Himalayas - but the German book is a translation of a story told to him in Tibetan by Thubten Norbu, the BROTHER of the then Dalai Lama, which was then recorded on tapes and meticulously transcribed, then translated (Harrer conducted the interviews in Tibetan and translated it to German later). It's the story of Thubten Norbu's upbringing in Tibet in the 20s and 30s, his travels in India and China, the Chinese communist forces invading the Amdo region of Tibet (which is now in modern Qinghai and Sichuan province, and not much is officially in the autonomous region - I somewhat coincidentally actually went there five or so years ago), his flight to the US, his eventual return and various pilgrimages thereafter. The book took years to record, write, and translate, and the effort can be seen throughout the whole thing. Thubten is an extraordinarily clear and vivid narrator, and I very much appreciated the time he spends on the day-to-day details of his childhood and early adulthood as well as the larger events of the latter half of the book. I don't know if you can get ahold of a copy - if I look online briefly it looks a little difficult - but it's been the most unexpected and wonderful bonus of my charity shop plundering this year.

5) In the Land of Invented Languages by Arika Okrent

I read this for my undergraduate dissertation on constructed languages, and think it's just...yeah, it's just a great introduction to the topic for anyone who wants to know the history of constructed languages. I don't just mean Esperanto and Elvish, but setting the whole idea of making your own language in its historical context, tracing the earliest conlangers and different types of languages throughout the Enlightenment, birth and development of formal logic, the search for a 'perfect' language, its eventual abandonment, and the endeavour was picked up again by those looking to create a 'common' language instead a few centuries later. It also traces the development of 'artlangs', conlangs that are created solely for the purposes of art. It's not particularly heavy, pretty short, and a great overview for anyone who is interested in linguistics, the history of linguistics, why Esperanto 'succeeded' when other languages like Volapük arguably have not, what Tolkien was doing, and so on. Yeah. Generally recommend!!

Thanks! I'll do the rest tomorrow :D

[lokiism]

Heyyy. Hope you're doing well!

How about a AU where after Loki finds out he's a Frost giant but he doesn't...you know... Try to take over Asgard, Thor isn't banished and Odin isn't in the Odin sleep. The reader and Loki are childhood best friends, so when Loki is upset she notices in confronts him one day. And then Loki reveals his true heritage (but not before an argument cuz he didn't want to tell her cuz he's scared she'd get scared of him and leave him) But the reader isn't scared of him, in fact she is amazed cause he is ✨BOOTIFUL✨. And she is just amazed by it and he's confused.

And a happy ending with the reader and Loki getting together.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS. BUT THANKS ANYWAY ♥️

AN: Hi :D Thanks for the requests I’m totally excited to post this!! I hope you like it, and I apologize for any errors.

Pairing: Loki x Childhood Best Friend! Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: None

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Loki couldn’t bring himself to move. His body went rigid and his eyes flicked from Odin to the floor. He could feel something bristling inside of his chest. He was to believe that he was a frost giant? No. That couldn’t be possible. He was raised in Asgard, he was Asgardian. He swallowed thickly, clenching his hands beside him while lifting his gaze back to meet Odins. Loki’s lips flatten into a thin line, before turning on his heels and rushing out from the throne room.

No wonder Thor was always the favored child, it all made sense now. Thor was destined to be a king since his birth. And Loki? Loki had nothing. His life was a lie, everything he was raised to believe, a lie.

He made it through the doors of the throne room and was on a mad dash toward his quarters when his shoulder clipped into an obstacle. He had barely noticed until he heard a soft grunt follow a loud thud. Too busy dealing with the thoughts that intruded his mind, he continued and brushed past the person.

When he made it to his quarters he slammed his door shut, knocking several items off from his shelves. From the outside, one could hear a muffled yell and objects being thrown about. No one dared to trespass that hall for the rest of the day.

You, unfortunately, had been the victim that was knocked to the ground earliee that day. Before you could lift yourself back onto your feet, he was already storming down the hall.

“Loki!” you called out to him, but he didn’t turn. You bit your lip, letting out a short sigh of annoyance before investigating the situation. You knew he was quite the reserves type, and figured he wouldn’t want to talk to anyone for a while. Instead, you opted to leave him his meals outside his room periodically. At first, you noticed that the plates would still be full. But after a day or two they would be empty by the time you checked in.

Eventually, you built up the courage to knock on his door. It had been 3 days since the incident, and you hoped that was enough time for him to gather himself.

“Loki?” You spoke softly, wringing your hands together in front of you. When there was no response, you waited for a few seconds before frowning. You turned to leave the hall and had only taken a few steps before you heard the knob click and the door creak open. You spun on your heels to find Loki standing in the doorframe; blank expression and book in hand.

“(Y/N),” he greets you with a curt nod. “What brings you to my chambers?” He speaks smoothy, not an ounce of anger behind his voice.

“Can we talk?” You take a step toward him, your eyes searching his.

He seems to hesitate before obliging, opening his door wider and gesturing for you to go in.

You take a few tentative steps inside, and stop when you’re standing in the center of his room. You hear the door click softly behind you, and turn to face him.

“Did something happen between you and your father?” You bite your lip when he shuts his book abruptly.

Loki sets it down on his dresser, his fingers running over the spine of the book. “He is not my father.” He drawls out with disgust, his gaze resting on the book.

You remain silent for a moment, examining his expression. “I know you, Loki.” You begin, taking a step toward him. “And I know when something is bothering you.” Another step. “You can talk to me, you know that right?” You reached to take his hand into yours, and gave it a squeeze.

He ripped his hand out from yours, and lifted his gaze to meet yours. “Nothing is wrong. If you only came here to patronize me I must ask you to leave,” he hissed.

You opened your mouth to speak, but prompty closed it. You knew he always had a cold demeanour and outward appearance, but you had never seen this side of his personality. He was always warm toward you; his one true friend. “Loki,” You warned. “Don’t do this to me. I just want to—“

“To help me? Is that what you were going to say?” He took a step toward you, and to maintain your distance you took a step back. “You can’t fix everything, (Y/N). You can’t help me, so stop trying to play savior in my life.” He looked down at you, eyes cold and unforgiving. He took another step toward you and you took another step back, maintaining eye contact.

“Do you think me a monster?” He stops in front of you, looking your face up and down as if searching. “Do you fear me when I’m angry?”

Your gaze averted at his proximity, and you suddenly found the floor much more intriguing than you ever had. You did not fear him nor think him to be a monster. But you hated seeing him so closed off and cold toward you.

“No,” you managed out, barely a whisper. “I don’t.” You looked up at him. “You’re not a monster.”

“Yes, I am! That is exactly what I am!” He screams, flinging his book across the room. It lodges itself in the wall with a loud crack.

“What are you saying?” Your voice was filled with concern, and you reached out to hold his arm.

He paused, knitting his brows together and gnawing his inner cheek. “I am, not who you think I am. I am not what I appear to be.” He tore himself away from you, folding his arms behind his back. “I fear that if I tell you, you will abandon me for what I truly am.”

“Loki, I could never.” You reassured him, your gaze following his form as he paces the room. “Whatever it is that you aren’t telling me, I promise. I won’t think any less of you. I love you for who you are, and I know you.”

“Even if I am this?” He turned to face you. His pale skin had been flushed to a deep blue, and ridges formed along his exposed skin. His pale blue eyes were now replaced with a deep blood red shade, and yet he still resembled himself to you. He winced when his eyes met yours, expecting disgust, but was shocked when he was met with bewilderment and excitement?

“I—“ You couldn’t form a coherent sentence.

“I understand if you no longer—“

“No, that’s not it. You’re,” you were at a loss for words, approching him and reaching out to caress his face. “You’re beautiful, Loki.”

“I am what?” His sullen demeanor quickly changed into a perplexed one.

“Have you always had this form?” You inquired, walking around him in a quick circle. “Are the ridges on your skin purely for aesthetic?” You gently took his arm and pulled up his sleeve.

“I am unsure—“

“Did your vision change at all?” You reached up to lay a hand on his cheek, pulling yourself up on your tiptoes to inspect his eyes more closely. You only realized your close proximity when you felt his hands around your waist, steadying your balance.

Your cheeks flushed a bit of embarassment, and you pulled away from his face your hand moving from his cheek to his shoulder.

“No, I can see just fine.” He assured, a small grin toying at the edge of his lips. “I appreciate your enthusiasm though, darling.”

“I mean it, Loki. You are beautiful.” You meet his gaze with admiration. “And I still love you the same, if not more.” You spoke quietly, a smile gracing your lips.

“Oh, so you love me?” He teased, his hand moving to cup your chin. He tilted your face gently until you faced him.

“Yes, I do.” You rolled your eyes, grinning up at him.

He let out a light hearted laugh, pulling you in closer toward him. He places a small kiss to your lips, pulling away and running his thumb across your cheek. “Thank you, my love.”

[kitazura]

it’s the thought that counts, tendō satori

1.6k words of fluff; gn!reader

synopsis: tendō doesn’t understand the excitement surrounding valentine’s day until he decides to celebrate it with you.

notes: i haven’t finished the manga but i’m making timeskip content :D thank u rissie (@sugas-cookie) for beta-ing mwah <3

Tendō’s come to learn that Valentine’s day brings waves of purchases made by eager youth preparing to confess their affections, frantic lovers who’d completely forgotten about the occasion, and other last-minute shoppers looking for gifts to give their loved ones. This year is no different; the orders pile up so quickly he can barely keep up with them.

He’s not complaining—not when his bills are getting paid—he just doesn’t understand why everyone lets themselves get carried away by the Valentine rush. At the root of it all, it’s blatant commercialism, another scheme by society to run your bank account dry through obligatory benevolence, so why play into it? Well, as long as it keeps him in business, he supposes he’ll keep his critiques to himself.

“Don’t you think you’re being a little cynical?” you say when he shares his thoughts, the gentle smile on your lips showing you mean no harm. “I think the idea behind Valentine’s day is charming.”

He brushes his thumb over your cheek, humming in response. “Why’s that?”

“Isn’t it sweet when someone puts time and effort into something just for you?” you gush. Tendō watches your gaze turn dreamy as your mind wanders off into the clouds. “Like making chocolates for the person you like.”

“That’s what I do for a living, darling.”

“You like all of your customers?”

“Of course; they give me money, after all.”

You laugh, swatting his arm lightly. “I guess it’s hard to romanticize something you do as work.”

You’re not wrong. At some point, it’s expected for your job to lose its magic, no matter how passionate you are about it in the beginning. Chocolate has long lost its allure to Tendō, and now he spends day in and day out pouring it into molds and hurrying to shape it before it hardens beyond salvation. It’s become a chore for him, and even just catching a whiff of a candy bar sends his brain into the stress of work mode.

“What do you think about when you make chocolate, Satori?” you ask, interrupting his thoughts.

“What an odd question,” he remarks, clicking his tongue like a fussy mother hen. “I think about what I have to do to make it look presentable, of course. And then I count down the minutes until I come home to you.” He beams, proud of his response.

But pride turns to dismay when he catches a glint of disappointment in your eyes. His expression falls as he pulls you closer. “What’s the matter?”

You shake your head. “Nothing, nothing. Would you ever make me Valentine’s day chocolates?”

He tilts his head in surprise, then kisses your forehead. “I’d make you chocolate any day; all you have to do is ask.”

You seem to drop the matter, although he swears you sigh, “It’s not the same.”

He spends the next couple of days convincing himself he’d only imagined it, but something about your tone and attitude makes it stick in his brain. Whether you’d said it or not, there was clearly something behind your first question.

He asks you about it over dinner: “Is there a reason you want Valentine-themed chocolates in particular?”

“You’ve been thinking about that?” You laugh a little, surprised. “It’s not the Valentine theme I want; just the knowledge that you’re thinking of me on that day.”

He pesters you to elaborate—he’s always thinking of you, don’t you know that?—but you dodge his questions, leaving him in the dark once more.

Since you won’t give him any answers, he’ll just look for them on his own.

He texts Ushijima that night: “Why do you buy chocolate for the one you love?”

“Because they like it,” comes the reply. It’s simple, straightforward, but it’s not what he’s looking for.

He texts Semi the same question. The response is the length of a school essay, explaining the motivations of love in depths only a poet could reach, but it’s still not enough.

At work, your question echoes in his mind: What do you think about when you make chocolate, Satori?

What was he supposed to think about aside from the process? His customers?

He looks again at the order he’s making. It’s one he expects every year—it comes a week before Valentine’s, by a man whose wife adores chocolate covered strawberries. Tendō remembers it not only because of its consistency, but also because it’s always preceded by an order by the aforementioned wife, who asks for milk chocolate filled with raspberry créme that her husband is so fond of.

He wonders why they order the same thing at the same time every year. There’s no surprise in it, so what’s the point? Had he been in the husband’s place and you in the wife’s, he’d make sure to buy you something different every year, each present more extravagant than the last. He’d make sure that you’d always have something to look forward to in your married life.

A cheery little tune takes form beneath his breath as he pictures a life with you: silver bands around your fingers, lazy mornings on your days off, walks along the Seine.

He sweeps the excess chocolate off the molds in one clean stroke, sighing dreamily. You would buy a bigger, better apartment once you’d saved up enough, or even move to a quiet little cottage in the countryside.

His thoughts wander through the clouds as he mindlessly flits from one project to the next, forgetting to count the hours until his duty for today is through.

Lately, some of Tendō’s usual customers have been dropping by to say the same thing: there’s something different about his work these days. It’s not negative; on the contrary, actually, the quality’s spiked. But he can’t figure out what he’s been doing differently for the life of him.

It weighs on his mind from the time he clocks in to when he clocks out. He’s been using the same ingredients, the same equipment, so what was it?

His answer arrives in the form of the Chocolate Strawberry man, on the very eve of Valentine’s.

The man enthusiastically shakes Satori’s hand and thanks Him for his work, his hands warm and clammy from excitement despite the biting Parisian air.

“My wife would have liked to come along as well, but she’s preoccupied with the baby,” the man explains. “She wants you to know how much she enjoys your work, though. We look forward to it every year.”

“Then why not buy it off-season, when it’s cheaper?” Tendō asks. The man looks surprised, prompting him to continue. “With all due respect, you order the same thing every year, anyway, so why wait?”

The man laughs at the sincere look of curiosity in the chocolatier’s eyes, patting him on the shoulder, like a father to his son. “Why wait until birthdays to buy a cake? Why wait until Christmas to exchange gifts and set up the tree? It’s old advice, but it’s good: it’s always the thought that counts.” With one last pat on the back and an affectionate chuckle, the man wishes Tendō a good night—“Enjoy tomorrow with your loved ones.”

The stores are packed with the usual extremely last minute rush on Valentine’s morning, and for the first time, Tendō Satori is part of that crowd.

His arms are filled with the goodies he’d woken up early to buy: heavily discounted candies in tacky packages, a cheesy card, a bouquet, an offensively pink stuffed bear, crumpled foil balloons. (He’d made chocolates for you too; those were waiting in the fridge at home.) If it was an authentic Valentine’s experience you wanted, he decided, then it was an authentic Valentine’s experience you’d get.

He’d sent you out to pick up a cake across the city just before he’d left that morning, so the apartment is still empty when he returns. He checks his watch—only half an hour at most until you’d come back. Setting the bear on the counter, he gives it a determined grin.

“Think I can set everything up in fifteen?”

He’s just barely managed tying the balloons closed when he hears the knob on the front door jiggle as you unlock it.

“I’m home!” Your shoes thud to the floor, joined by Tendō’s footsteps as he hurries to help you with the cake. You thank him when he takes it out of your hands and leads you to the dining table while you chatter away. “Boy, did you see how many people are out there? It’s like all of Paris decided to run their errands this morning. It’s a miracle I got the cake here in one piece—what’s all this?”

Tendō grins, proudly motioning to his handiwork. The bouquet sits in the center of the table, surrounded by neatly arranged dishes of your favorite foods. The plush bear sits at the head, the card and candies tucked into its paws. Balloons reading “Happy Valentine’s” are tied to your chairs, gently swaying to and fro in greeting.

“Do you like it?” he asks. “I figured you wanted to do something for Valentine’s, but all the restaurants are booked so I had to improvise—”

You cut him off with a kiss, and another, then another. “I love it! I love you and I love”—you wave at the room—“all of this.” Another kiss to his cheek. “Thank you for thinking of me, Satori.”

He laughs as you hug him, squeezing as tight as you can. He thinks back to the strawberry man’s remark, “It’s the thought that counts.” And maybe, just a little, he’s starting to understand that there’s more to Valentine’s than business.

As you prepare the cake and gush over the bear, he pats the pocket of his jacket. The pretty little velvet box would have to wait until after lunch.

postscript: heyyy <3 i stopped writing for like three months srry LMAO but im back in business baby !! if i try hard enough and school stops kicking my ass maybe i’ll start posting twice a month ahaha ... unless?