#honestly if they’d tried to find a look-a-like it prob would’ve been way to much work and way too distracting

[carefulzombie]

it’s been said a hundred times but man it must’ve been fucking wild to be a doctor who fan back in the 60s. like what do you mean the doctor’s just a different guy now

[musicanddancingthroughlife]

Shklance - I Died

I feel like I basically dropped off the face of the planet, and for that I apologize. I have no excuses, except stress and mental health have been a huge problem lately and I’ve just been trying to find balance in my life. I can’t promise anything in the near future, with holidays coming up, and I have finals in like 3 weeks, and then my husband and I are moving at the end of the year, and then my little sister’s wedding is a few weeks after so I’m helping with that, and basically my life is just a mess right now, but I am still working on stuff, comments are always welcome and really do help to get me motivated, and hopefully I can get back into the groove of writing daily and posting weekly!

This story is probs gonna be a part 1 of 2. Hopefully. As is, I wanted it to be a stand alone, but I’ve been drafting it for almost a month now and I just want to throw it at you guys. So know I’m working on a part 2, where they talk about the whole thing and you see everyone’s reactions to what happened. This was actually a request someone made of me on my Ao3 account, but I’ve always loved reading stories dealing with everyone finding out about Lance dying. Just never thought I could do it justice haha. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

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Lance knew that this was going to be an emotional day for all of them, but seriously, this was a little overkill. He knew he shouldn’t have gotten out of bed today.

Sure, it was the one-year anniversary of the day they all saved the universe, ended the war that had gone on for decades, blah blah blah, but getting up also meant that he was going to have to see everyone again.

Not that he wasn’t thrilled to see them! He and Hunk especially had been waiting for this day for months, and he couldn’t wait to see Pidge and Matt again, either. Last Lance had talked to them, they had been working on some seriously neat stuff. They were sure to be a lot of fun.

Hell, he had even been looking forward to seeing Allura again, even though things had never really been the same between them after Allura broke things off. Though, considering how hurt he was still feeling about their break up, it was probably a good thing she had canceled last minute. She’d said that she needed to focus on helping the universe heal. Lance had wanted to go with her, but she rejected him. He knew she was trying to be kind, telling him that he “deserved the time to rest” and that she “knew how much he’s been missing his home planet.” But really, all it had done was serve to remind him that he wasn’t actually necessary.

Not like Shiro and Keith were.

Allura hadn’t had any problems taking them with her, even though everyone else (even Keith) and agreed that if anyone deserved the down time, it was Shiro. Especially since Shiro had seemed a little weary when he accepted the invitation from Allura. Personally, Lance believed the only reason he agreed to go was because he knew that Keith wouldn’t be happy staying in one place anymore, and of course, there was no way they were going to allow themselves to be separated again, not after everything that had happened…

And Lance was even looking forward to seeing Keith and Shiro, since he had probably missed them the most. But he also knew that it was going to be hard. It was always hard seeing them together, but knowing that they’ve been doing so much good out in the universe, that they’ve gotten to see so much more of those worlds than he had… That was going to be hard.

Not to mention Lance still hadn’t managed to shake the crushes he’d had on them for so long now.

Or the fact that while everyone else was off changing the universe, traveling the galaxies, creating newer and better technology and inventions, Lance had done nothing? Okay, so farming wasn’t nothing. And no one could deny that Earth needed some TLC after the trauma of the war had nearly destroyed it. But as much as he enjoyed the simple hard work involved, that didn’t mean he didn’t understand it was stupid. It was pathetic. His friends were still fighting, in their own ways, and Lance felt as if he had simply given up. He couldn’t figure out what he wanted to spend his time doing, what felt most worthy of his time and attention, and so he had allowed himself to fall back on something easy.

And he wasn’t sure that he could face his friends while knowing the truth about himself, that he was a coward and had no mission or goals in life.

******

So, maybe Lance was a bit of a drama queen, because things had actually been going better than he expected. Everyone looked good, older and more experienced. Hunk had even grown out some facial hair, though it was a little sparse coming in. Lance knew that wouldn’t be the case for very long. The most shocking was Allura’s news about expecting a child (Keith and Shiro had passed it on in her absence). That hurt way more than Lance thought had a right to, but he tried hard to suppress that pain until he could process it in private. Possibly while crying over a tub of ice cream.

And as far as their actual dinner and celebration went, well… it really had been inevitable that their discussion would become heavier. And, as usual, Lance couldn’t keep his own mouth shut.

“We had some good times, though, right?” Lance laughed easily, trying to direct the conversation back to something lighter, something easier (at this point he’d had a couple decades to cement his masks, and he was good at pretending like nothing was wrong). “I mean, we might have been injured, and tortured—”

“Lance,” Hunk warned. He darted a quick, concerned look to Keith and Shiro, but thankfully neither of them looked too worried. Instead, they were staring at Lance with such sappy looks Hunk was irritated Lance wasn’t paying enough attention to notice on his own. A shared glance with Pidge told him that at least he wasn’t alone in his annoyance.

Lance continued thoughtlessly, “and I mean, maybe a couple of us died, but hey! In the end, it all turned out okay, and look at everyone, living their best lives!” (Lance was firmly ignoring the fact that he had spent most of his free time leading up to today pouting in bed. No one else knew, and therefore it didn’t count.)

Pidge opened her mouth, but Shiro spoke first. His brows were furrowed, and his nose had scrunched up a little. Lance wanted to melt at the cuteness of it. “Did someone else die? I thought I was the only one. Who else died?”

Lance’s jaw snapped shut. He couldn’t remember if it had even been brought up or not… It had to have, right? There’s no way his friends – his team – had just gone on for this long without knowing! He thought they were just ignoring it! Things had been crazy, and they’d never really gotten a chance to slow down and breathe, let alone discuss everything that had happened. And that was fine! That was to be expected! But now he was supposed to believe they just didn’t know??? Did that mean they didn’t care? That they didn’t notice all the nightmares that had become the norm after his death? The way he was jumpier for months after that battle? And if that were the case, then was it even worth bringing up now, so long after it had happened?

Lance’s face was burning, the warm flush traveling up to the tips of his ears, and possibly all the way down his neck. He could feel his eyes welling up, but he brushed it away, pretending his face palm in order to hide the movement. He glanced at his friends, unsurprised to find Hunk staring at him intently. Pidge was muttering to herself, obviously trying to determine what had happened on her own. Lance couldn’t even bear to drag his gaze to Keith or Shiro.

He tried to get out of answering Keith.

“Oops haha, must’ve miscounted, I meant to say that one of us had died,” Lance laughed again but unlike earlier, this one was decidedly uncomfortable. “Because. Obviously. One of us… did. Sorry, Shiro. But like, you died. That happened. And it was weird and we got a weird clone out of the deal, which was weird – did I say that already? – and like he wasn’t a great dude, so I’m glad you didn’t stay dead, you know? You’re much nicer than that clone was, he was kind of a jerk. No offense, Shiro. I mean, not that you’re the clone or anything, cause you’re Shiro, and that was Not-Shiro—”

Oh dear God why wouldn’t they shut him up? Lance was so busy panicking about what he was saying that he didn’t notice Shiro and Keith slowly standing, approaching him from each side. But Hunk and Pidge could almost see the concern rising off them.

“But he was mean, and he yelled at us a lot. Although I guess he really spent most of his time yelling at me, which really, makes sense, but again, not something you would’ve done, Shiro, so I’m glad you didn’t stay dead or anything, because Not-Shiro was a terrible replacement and—”

“Shiro yelled at you?” Keith had come close enough that he could lay a warm, gentle hand on Lance’s shoulder. Lance almost flinched at the contact, it had been so long since someone had touched him like that. Sure, he saw his family way more often than he had while they were fighting in space, but, come on. They were fighting in space. He never saw them back then! Anything was an improvement over that! Anyway, the point was, he knew he was lonely. He ignored it. It didn’t matter. His friends were happy, his family was safe.

“Weren’t you listening when I said it was Not-Shiro?” was all Lance could think to say. Keith rolled his eyes.

“Why did he yell at you?” Shiro asked. Lance shrugged.

“Lance had some good advice to share. Though honestly, I’m thinking that Lance’s plan just wouldn’t have suited the clone’s purposes and he wanted to make sure that Lance would stop pushing. So he yelled, knowing that would be enough to shut Lance down,” Hunk said. He shot Lance an apologetic look as he did so. Smart, because Lance was Not Happy with him. Now wasn’t the time to share petty hurts!

“Personally, I believe it was because if anyone was going to find out he wasn’t really Shiro, it would’ve been you,” Pidge shrugged. And really, et tu, Pidge? This wasn’t fair at all. Not to mention, now Lance could feel the now-familiar guilt from knowing he hadn’t been able to tell.

And that was what finally had Lance speaking up. “Oh come on, guys, that’s not even the worst any of us suffered out there! Lotor joined the team! I died! Shiro died! Keith left! We had bigger things to deal with!”

There was a brief silence following this, long enough for Lance to squeeze his eyes shut and briefly mutter “Fuck” to himself, and then—

“What do you mean, you died?”

Lance’s ability to make things worse every time he opens his mouth really should be considered a wonder of the world.

He opened his eyes hesitantly to find that everyone was watching him intently. Tears were welling in Hunk’s eyes, and Lance knew that if he paid too much attention to his friend, then he would break almost instantly. He avoided looking in that direction, lips pursed shut, determined to stay quiet now. But they were just as determined to make him talk.

“Lance, please, what happened?” and since when the hell does Pidge beg? That’s just wrong. But effective, because that wrongness made Lance jerk his head up, eyes accidentally locking with Shiro.

He looked so sad…

“It really wasn’t a huge deal, I was just saying that there was a lot happening. It was pretty much impossible for all of us to keep up with each other, what with Lotor and Allura, and Keith disappearing then coming back, and the search for Shiro… and Hunk, Pidge, you guys had a great team thing going on there. That was a lot of fun! And then remember Coran had us playing Monsters and Mana? Good times!”

“You played what?” Keith asked, confused. Then he shook his head. “Stop distracting us, Lance. Answer the questions.”

“Um. What questions?”

Keith’s face hardened, eyes doing that dangerous flinty thing that Lance had always loved to see when he got mad. But before he could say anything, Lance’s phone went off. He really did try to hide the relief on his face as he stood, but the way Shiro set his jaw made him think he was not successful.

Before Lance could answer the call, he felt his phone plucked from his fingers. He lunged for it, and Keith slipped it into his own back pocket, out of Lance’s reach. Even worse, his lunge for it brought their faces way too close. Lance jerked back, face flaming a bright red, but he felt himself crash back into Shiro’s firm, solid chest. He started to stammer apologies, but Keith’s hands settled on Lance’s shoulders, pulling him away, and then he and Shiro pushed him back down into his chair. As Shiro moved to kneel next to Lance’s chair, Keith held him there, grounding and sure. He leaned down, putting his mouth close to Lance’s ear and then murmured “Please. We need to know. We’re horrible friends for not already knowing, but we’re asking now and we need you to tell us. Let us help.” And Shiro gripped Lance’s arm, thumb smoothing against his darker skin, making it harder and harder for Lance to want to move.

Lance knew that they were blowing this out of proportion. But he still felt touched. He’d thought they were just ignoring his death because other things were happening at the same time, but maybe that wasn’t really the case. Maybe they truly hadn’t known. Maybe Allura had never said anything, and Lance, expecting Allura to say something, hadn’t said anything either, and so maybe they just didn’t know. Maybe sharing it now would be okay.

[ezrastokes]

[ CODY CHRISTIAN, HE/HIM, CISMALE ] —  [ EZRA STOKES ]  is a child of [ HEPHAESTUS ] with the power of  [ TECHNOKINESIS ] .  they were born in [ 1995 ] and have been in nemean lion since  [ 2010 ] .  with the change, they [ HAVE GRADUATED FROM ] the [ TECHNOLOGY ] role which makes sense since they’re usually [ FIRING POTTERY IN THE KILN AND BREWING A THIRD CUP OF COFFEE ] .  if you’d like to meet them try the [ MOON ]  building .  —  kati / she & her / est / 18+

links: stats / pinterest .

background

most of ezra’s early years were spent not fitting in and for most of that time, he didn’t know why. he didn’t understand why his father seemed to hate him so much, why his younger brother, caleb, seemed to get all of the attention. ezra chalked it up to just not being quite good enough, maybe because he wasn’t into sports the way caleb was, coming home with paint on his shirt instead of grass stains. 

for a while, ezra tried to fit in, went out for baseball to try and garner his father’s approval, but it was never really him. over time, he began to isolate himself instead, because it was easier to be on his own than face rejection and disapproval.

his mom was loving, but only behind closed doors. it always seemed like she was scared to show her affection for ezra in front of his father, like she felt GUILTY about loving him, about caring about him. she’d sneak into his room at night and read him stories or they’d spend all day together when his father was out of town. “ why does dad hate me so much ? ” he’d ask, and his mother would smile sadly and say, “ i’ll explain more when you’re older. ” 

ezra started developing his powers when he was about twelve years old. his mother had hoped it would never happen. it started small, realizing he could do things like make the toaster pop up without touching it or turn on the television with what seemed to be sheer willpower. his parents started noticing this too. he overheard them talking about it one night, fighting. ezra didn’t know what it meant, but over time, he’d listen at the top of the stairwell as the arguments got more and more heated, resulting in broken glass. caleb would sit with him sometimes. “ what are they always fighting about lately ? ” ezra would ask. “ you, ” the dreaded answer, but he’d already known. he just needed to hear someone say it. “ it’s because you’re a freak. ” 

anxious during a test at school, ezra set the printer going so hard that it started smoking and set the fire alarm off. to most people, it was nice to get out of the test, but ezra went home demanding answers. “ just tell me what i am, please ! ” rising frustration, appliances in the house whirring to life. ezra was getting more powerful, it was not just a PHASE that he could outgrow. his parents had to tell him the truth. 

his mother sit down and told him about an AFFAIR she had once, with the god hephaestus. he had been able to forgive her for it, but his father had never been able to get over the living manifestation of her disloyalty, the obvious misfit in the family that stuck out and didn’t belong. every day, ezra seemed less and less like he could be his father’s son. everything seemed to click into place for ezra, but it didn’t make him feel any better to be the product of circumstances he couldn’t control ; things would have been easier if he’d been born normal like caleb. 

his mother expressed concern for the way his powers were growing and that modern society might not be the place for him. she’d been told if such powers ever developed, that there was a place that he could go. so, at age fifteen he packed this things and began training at nemean lion. 

ezra naturally assimilated into the technology track with his powers, it seemed to make the most sense for him. in terms of helping heroes, he is most comfortable beneath the hood of a car, developing advanced transportation technology and essentially providing heroes with the best possible support. he also built his own motorcycle and car from scratch, they’re named thelma and louise respectively, his pride and joys. ezra is  a quiet person but get him talking about his hobbies / geeking out and you’ve hit the sweet spot. 

recently graduated and working, though he feels like he’s in no position to mentor the newbies…he’ll try. he would’ve been happy to be a student forever, but due to nl’s new status, he felt the need to rush his graduation and work a little harder so that they’d have the tech help they need for the heroes on the field fighting monsters and such. 

personality

PERSISTENT. essentially, when ezra sets his mind on something, he will accomplish it. in some ways, he can be pretty one-track minded when it comes to things, like he’ll start a task in the garage or at the kiln and he won’t speak to anyone for days until it’s done. balance ? he doesn’t know her. but achieving his goals ? yes, king. sometimes i think ezra believes that people are to be measured on accomplishments and his value only exists in terms of what he can do for others. however, you can definitely count on him to get a job done. 

PRACTICAL. ezra is a pretty realistic person, not the type to get caught up in a daydream or set an unrealistic expectation for himself. granted, he knows he can accomplish a lot, but he would never expect more of himself than what is tangible. he’s definitely not a naive person and is more inclined to believe actions over words every time. 

INDEPENDENT. ezra is the sort of person who has always felt like he’s had to fend for himself and is pretty mature. he’s good at taking care of himself and has never felt like he NEEDS other – not that anyone’s really need him. he’s very self-sufficient as a person basically and doesn’t rely on others to get things done. you’ll literally never feel like ezra’s a mooch, but he would let others mooch off him tbh. 

PESSMISTIC. as a result of that practicality, he can come off as rather negative in conversation or in ideals. essentially, ezra can be a real downer to be around sometimes because he will always anticipate the worst case scenario ! he’ll tell you he’s just being prepared though. 

SENSITIVE. although he comes off as tough or even unapproachable sometimes, this is actually because he’s EASILY hurt. he puts on a front like a badass but seriously he is a sensitive baby and if you say something that rubs him the wrong way he will legit never forget it. can literally hold a grudge for 8092390482 years like if you cross him slightly he will bring it up until you die. 

headcanons

if he’s not working with vehicles, he’s making pottery. he has a wheel in his room and is really passionate about art and ceramics. so, when he’s not working, he’s probably firing something.

yes, he has an etsy store <3 

has a little black cat named soot that is genuinely his best friend

has a natural affinity toward all things fire and smoke, developing the nasty habit of smoking cigarettes – american spirits, too, because he has no class. however, since he started dating his current girlfriend, he’s pretty much quit smoking to make her happy – and like, to be more kissable.

genuinely, his girlfriend cecilia baum ( y’all know her ? ) has been a super positive influence in his life because he used to drink, smoke, and isolate himself a lot more before getting to know her but honestly the act of developing a crush and trying to impress her all the time got him into better habits and her caring about him has made him care a bit about himself more too.

granted, it’s not JUST cece. making better friends and meeting people that care about him has been a positive influence on him overall

don’t ask me too much about cece, strud and i are mid-plotting but they are dating. 

you’d probably think like mechanic, artist, he must be super messy? however, ezra is really meticulous and organized, i would say he’s always been really mature and independent. he has his shit together, but he’s also fueled by a ridiculous amount of coffee in order to do so. 

though he does often smell like gasoline from working in the garage so much, though he personally loves that. 

really likes thrifting? like browsing thrift stores for hours and finding weird shit or interesting art pieces. he’ll treat thrift stores like museums, could spend hours walking around, but he’ll also spend hours walking around museums. 

wanted connections

best friends, bros, etc !! i’m looking for the people he really vibes with in a number of ways, his squad, his fam, the wholesome shit. the scott to his stiles, the schmidt to his nick, all of these things. 

but i would especially love to have like his DAY ONE, i will simply go crazy go stupid for a best friend connection and i feel like that person who supported him from the start and made him feel less alone on his first days at NL prob means the fucking world to him.

like, someone he’s protective of? maybe a little sister type connection, essentially someone that’s probably softer and more naive and he feels like he has to look out for them and keep them safe and such. 

someone to test out his vehicles and inventions. ezra is always tinkering away in the garage and he comes up with cool stuff for the heroes to use out when they’re saving the world, it would be nice if he had someone who was always down to literally come through in the middle of the night and be the elastigirl to his edna mode and all.

someone that he really clashes with. give me enemies for god’s sake, or anything, i feel like especially when he first arrived at NL he was a bit rough around the edges, hard to get to know. ezra definitely comes off as grumpy and standoffish around people he’s not super comfortable with and he’s pretty introverted, so they might have gotten a bad impression of him. 

or honestly if you play a char that’s kind of ? stuck up ? full of themselves ? that would really rub him the wrong way. tho he’s probably just jealous bc he lacks that confidence like damn. 

an almost? like a case of bad timing where they were hitting it off or maybe there could have been something between them but he started dating cece instead. maybe your character read into it more than it was and felt really hurt by it. OR he told them he didn’t want a relationship/do relationships and then started dating cece right quick like that’s gotta hurt. 

someone who is good w money. help him manage the finances of his etsy store and how to run a business because he doesn’t even know how to properly price his own goods, probably undersells himself. gimme the business mind to his art mind. 

drinking buddies! sitting around w a good glass of scotch talking about life after a hard day. ezra doesn’t drink so much but honestly their work is hard and ppl die so like, a lil something to take the edge off. 

roommates? is that a thing here? he is in moon building.

naturally also down to vibe and plot anything, exes, family members, enemies, besties, all the things, this is just off the top of my head !!! 

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoldretired]

uhhhh pregame headcanon time

mostly himiko time but i got a few others to. also just so yal know, i prefer the pg! au where its a simulation a la sdr2. so. context.

HIMIKO TIME pg!himiko got her talent mostly as like a sick joke bc she’s desperate for meaning, so they give her a meaningless talent ahaha. but also. i think she’d prob practice witchcraft or like, or maybe just like really interested. also her magic talent comes from the fact she’s specialized in the slip of the hand if you know what i mean. the five finger discount. the buy none get all free deal. she’s a klepto, you guys. 

but besides that she like, really dislikes dr and thinks all of these guys are total weirdos but also she’s here so she’s a weirdo too. 

basically the same super apathetic kind of useless everyone’s a comedian personality as in drv3. but this time taking NO ONE’s bullshit super adamant about how she’s against killing and won’t do it. 

i want to see her insult lazily insult everyone else there bc she just cannot give a shit. regular himiko is depressed but in denial. pg himiko is depressed and leans way too far into that apathy. 

would bully the dr kinnies bc htat’s what pg characters are aksdlfjdal

i could see her getting some threats about her going first and how ppl cant wait to kill her and she’s like good! yes! please, thank you so much. 

kaito: cant wait to make you the first victim himiko: yea well cant wait to see you choke on your own blood space cowboy

on a side note, bc she’s surrounded by a bunch of people who literally cannot wait to have the chance to murder, she starts carrying one of those long tasers, covers it with floam and glitter, and carries it in a wand holster. ppl try to threaten her till shes like baap baap you had somethin to say? 

while she has slight of hand and some basic witchcraft down she’d prob really enjoy learning magic. tricks are fun. soemtimes she’ll do some to entertain people, but is really facetious when she says its magic. dr is literally a joke to her she is taking NONE of this seriously

ok but like bc i like to make myself suffer - i think she would’ve been friends with rantaro’s sister in school and like, comforted her during all of 52. himiko auditioned for 53 as like a joke but when she got in their friendship ended bc it felt like a betrayal to amami’s sister. angery.

she also has a weird relationship with amami bc she knew him from before, but pre 52 is not the same as post 52. she’s also like, one of the few people to treat rantaro as a normal person, so he appreciates that. he might ask questions about how his sister was going and himiko would be honest that it really fucked her up, but now, two people she loved are going on the show. so that’ll be worse.

when they’re both out of the game afterwards they spend a lot of time with rantaro’s sister, just making sure she’s ok. they both really goofed it up. but they gotta try to recover.

also bc i like to make myself suffer - p much her only friend in the pg like, photoshoots and prep time (prob a month) was korekiyo bc they were the two seminormal people who didn’t wat to be there. she was there bc she lacked all meaning, and kork was there to run away from home. i could see kork legitimately being interested in what himiko is learning and she could give them like, tarot readings or stuff. they made promises about how they’d stay friends and work together to make it out and teach people that you don’t have to be violent to win. 

when she gets out she remembers all these memories of their time together and the promises they made. maybe evne finds some photos or videos of the two of them together on her phone. she cries a lot for lost friendship/time

i do think their friendship would recover with a lot of therapy and time. but i’m talking a LOT of therapy and time.

related, i don’t think himiko can be friends with angie after the betrayals in dr, she’d stay friends with tenko, but have to set hard boundaries. i honestly realy hate tenko and himiko as a couple for the same reason i hate souda and sonia as a couple. 

uhhhhh she hates kaito’s guts

kaito hates hers

he LITERALLY is so excited to kill her like seeing her makes him see red

OK HARD SHIFT OVER TO RANTARO: rantaro’s whole schtick in 52 was a cowboy adventurer motif complete with the hat and a corduroy jacket. he keeps the jacket but not the hat, at least in training. it takes a while for his voice to adjust back to normal

rantaro was only chosen as a sacrifice for 53 bc he was either the mastermind or one of the final blackened, so his co ppl decided it as a punishment. you thought playing villain would win huh? fuk u. 2nd game amami

his hair was NOT green in 52 i could see him hving another pastel color like purple or silver tho

KORK: kork was running away from home and is super timid/quiet. really keeps to themselves. keeps the facemask ON as a protective measure might get misgendered a few times by kaito bc pg kaito is a dick but himiko would bite his head off for that. 

is super uncomfortable with their whole motif/outfit and is constantly worried its foreshadowing they’re gonna be a villain. himiko tries to console them and be like lol no that’d be way too obvious like evne if you do kinda look like a nazi on the dl they wouldn’t make it THAT obvious would they

they rlly would

everyone gets makeovers during the pg to fit their characters and they watned to cut kork’s hair and its literlaly the first time anyone saw them display any aggression pg. so instead they just let it be.

also pg wears it in a bun at the base of their neck insead of down bc its more convenient

kaito memeota: pg kaito is a piece of shit but we know that. but also i cant decide if he’s like, a piece of shit only in intervies and super full of himself but not as bad as he seems. or if he’s actually the type to kill a bird with his hands for a sick rush. 

the type to beat his wife. 

i love game kaito but the idea of pg kaito being the biggest piece of shit mother fucker is so interesting

doesn’t know jackshit about space and has to work damn HARD for that ultimate

idk would prob say the n word or something when he’s singing along to rap music. or maybe just period i could say pg kaito beig the worst

ryoma im telling u i do not think they changed a thing from his backstory and just erased the memories of him auditioning/training. i think that’s literally just him.

this guy has a box mod

kirumi worked in a hot topic/starbucks and that’s why she’s organized

actually really hates spiders and her motif freaks her out

chain smokes

actually really hates politics and is very prolific with her antifascist/activist beliefs and is PISSEd when she’s presented her backstory

would give people stick and pokes in the bathroom

owns a nightmare before christmas hoodie she wears to sleep and is mortified when someone finds it in the wash

ANGIE is a conspiracy theorist and flat earther and like. an amazing athiest type

literally the worst but so charismatic about it

prob runs a successful conspiracy podcast

facts and logic

pissed she didn’t get supreme leader

[briteboy]

(circumstantial name by @earnoodle)

IT’S FINALLY TIME FOR THE POST YOU’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR (or maybe just that one anon)

there’s a LOT in here, newer questions are generally first so if you asked something a while ago and you’re only interested in that, scroll towards the bottom. also doing wcifs separately (errr i’m gonna try my hardest to ok don’t crucify me)

this mass anons post includes topics ranging from Very Sweet Things Said To Me That I Don’t Deserve, nitpicking stranger things, crying over ramona, lou theories, Cillian Is A Fucking Creep theories (true), and completely unhelpful reshade advice

let’s f0cking do this

You're right, apart from carrying his stupid brain, Santi's head didn't do anything to any of us. I apologize for anon.

I'm pretty sure I said that already but I love Rooney and Santi's relationship so much I literally have no words for it

ME TOO LIKE IT’S JUST SO PURE TWO NOT-KIDS SCARED OF THE ADULT WORLD TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT WITH THEIR WEIRD BRAINS TOGETHER ;__; i love them

YO i didnt know u were a demigirl!! im a demiboy nb Buddies

hell fuckin yeah dude!! we are starting a demi club

Ok but like I really want werewolves. Like I know it sounds stupid but we have vampire and while yes I love my bat babes, I want a giant pupper friend. I have story written out and plans for a cabin to build. Now I’m waiting for EA to give me my big hairy babes.

DUDE i want more supernatural stuff too, mostly witches like I NEED MY WITCHES AGAIN!!! ts3 witches were so good. i didn’t like ts3 werewolves much but i feel like they’d be super cool in ts4, knowing how the vampires came out. i NEED it

hihi! i've been very quietly (??) following your blog for some time now and i just fawn over your characters way too much ?? anywho, i've been wanting to start my own little simblr story but ,, i'm not entirely sure where to even start? i have so many stories that i'd love to get out there, and i have the means.. butt, how did you go about starting out?? so sorry this is so long but i look up to you a whole ton!!! ty ily! :-)

i’m the (??) lmao that’s me always but ahdhghdfkshg thank you so much!!!!! i’m so glad you love them, it means the world to me ;-; and listen, that was me, i had no idea how i was going to do it because i’d only seen ts3 stories up to that point and i thought there was like a set Way to tell stories but i had no idea what i was doing so i was like y’know what...i’m just gonna do it how i feel comfortable doing it and i’m gonna figure it out as i go along. so honestly try to roughly plan out what your stor(ies) will entail and if you get stuck on planning and can’t figure it out, just jump right into it, try to make a few scenes or get the ball rolling somehow, even if it’s just random posts (i mean that’s all my blog was until i decided to commit to santi’s story.) it’s always gonna feel weird and awkward at first, but you’ll get comfortable the more you do it and it’ll figure itself out, trust me!

I read through most of your story posts the other day and now I’m rereading it again just to torture myself some more (and maybe catch up on some posts I may have missed). I honestly don’t think I’ve come across a sims story that’s so beautifully written & includes such evocative pictures as yours. I’m really at a loss for words, it’s all so stunning. & after a nearly two-month long creative block, it’s planted the smallest seed of inspiration in the back of my mind, so thank you for your art.

AHHHH AHSDHKGKDSJG WHAT!!!!! it’s always crazy hearing that 1) people actually care about my stuff, and 2) that it inspires them. like i really cannot believe that, stilL!! thank you so so much, i’m so happy you enjoyed it (as torturous as it was, lmao) it seriously warms my heart that you’re getting your groove back in the creative world, that means more to me than ANYTHING!! good luck with your art or whatever you decide to do with that inspiration!

 can i pls have your editing skill please and thank you

i owe most my editing at this point to reshade so honestly get reshade and u will probably become better than me

o added u on animal crossing and when you added me back i was so happy,, your little person is sooo adorable ((:

OMG!! thank you!! everyone’s person on there is adorable i cry i love them all so much i’m so mad tho it won’t let me add any more friends!!! it probably cuts off at like 100 friends or something STUPID

First of all, I love you. Secondly, I love your photos so much. I'm legit about to just ditch sims 3 for 4 now because of your amazing posts. 😖

LMFAO no but really THANK YOU I LOVE YOU!!! if you can manage playing both i admire u, i’ve invested too much time and effort into ts4 to ever fully go back to any other sims games tbh

The new patch made my game unplayable! I'm crying, I miss my doggos...

NOOOOO!!! hopefully by now you’ve found a fix, i’m prayin for u

long time listener, first time caller yoooo. i like everyone love your stories and your sim aesthetic so so so much and just tbh i was offended on your behalf about that ask from that person wanting to novelize your stories. like you were way too nice. this is your intellectual property and it's fucked up that someone would think it'd be okay to duplicate it as long as they used a different medium. this is prob a bad one to repost just wanted to you to know you're an awesome, singular voice

omfg lmao this is a radio show now *z100 voice* tellem why ya mad euhhh first of all i can’t believe someone even ASKED that, i’m in shock because like what this is so foreign to me. people want to write about MY characters WHAT! like that alone...takes a long time to process. and like i know i should say no but then i feel mean but they’re also my creations so like idk. it warms my heart that you feel so strongly and would stand up for me like that i’m cryin thank u for calling in i love u

I JUST FINISHED YOUR ENTIRE STORY AND I'M NOT OK WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE PUTTING ME THROUGH THAT SHIT IT'S AN EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER AND I FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE ABUSED MY (NON EXISTENT) INNOCENCE WOW

I’M SO SORRY U HAD TO GO THROUGH THAT ALSO I APOLOGIZE FOR STEALING YOUR INNOCENCE I NEVER MEANT FOR THIS TO HAPPEN OSDAFKJDSK BUT THANK YOU FOR READING I’M GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT EVEN IF IT HURT YOU!!!

I've been up all night and it's now 11am. I'm completely binging on your stories bc I am in LOVE and need a Molly in my game asap. Do you think you'll ever upload her?

omG my freaking story inciting insomnia i’m so sorry for ur sleep schedule first of all, but at least that makes you identify with santi even more omg tho ;___; (how many times will i say ‘omg’ i wonder) i don’t think so because she is so dear to me and makes my heart ache, she is just so special, i dunno if i could ever release her into the wild like that lmao. i haven’t even shared her with my friends (not that i really ever had a reason to) but like yeah. maybe in the future that’ll change but right now, no, i’m sorry <3

To change the topic: Idk if you watch stranger things but I only managed to get to episode 3 of season 2 before I stopped watching lmao it was so bad and Billy (a certified Cunt) ruined the whole show for me

YEAH I DID! omg. i have a LOT of issues with this season (mostly in how badly they tried to retcon nancy and everyone else not caring about barb’s death, how bad the writing was in the realm of nancy and steve breaking up and then her and jonathan getting together...holy fuck it was so uncomfortable with that 40 yr old conspiracy theorist guy i couldn’t even enjoy my ship getting together lmao) also ur right, max and billy honestly did not offer anything to the story...like i loved max too but what was the point...billy acted like their presence and the reason they had to move was so dramatic when it was really nothing...unless they’re saving that for season 3 but like. the whole situation with billy was so anticlimactic. he was like a walmart version of henry from IT. like boohoo ur dad’s an asshole and then he beat up steve. good character arc. i liked max standing up for herself but really...that whole thing was so lackluster, i didn’t care about it at all. ALSO I HATED THAT THEY DIDN’T LET MAX AND ELEVEN BE FRIENDS!! i’m sure it’ll happen in season 3 but like c’mon...that would’ve made the max character feel a little more important to the story. anyway yeah fuck billy and i don’t get why everyone is lusting after him or his actor they’re both ugly! thanks for listening

I just got the sims 4 + city living and I’m so excited! I was really inspired by your stories and style in general... I was wondering what packs do you have and also what are your favourite sims 4 hairs? I’m having trouble finding ones and I love your style!

YAY I’M EXCITED FOR YOU!!! omg aww it warms my heart so much when people say i inspire them because i never anticipated that kind of response, thank you so much <3 hmmm i think i have all of them except glamour stuff and fitness stuff. and pretty much all the hairs i download are here or here. (or the subsequent ‘tf’, ‘cf’, ‘tm’ and ‘cm’ tags as well, according to age)

UHM a 19 year old and a 13 year old? Poor baby Lou... Also youre a brilliant writer i cant

😬😬😬  stay tuned ajasdhjhjsahd thank you so much!!!

My stan levels for you have increased so much? like thanks for being a good ally, clAps for femmesim!

lmao thank you, i don’t really deserve praise tho i’m just passing on the knowledge of those patient enough to teach me. just trying to do what i can with my privilege u know. ily

How do you have teeth showing in so many of your pictures of Lou and Molly, do you PS them in?

i’ve gotten this question before and it’s usually just the poses used! i do have some lipsticks that have teeth on them but i mostly use them for just rooney.

Honestly, a fight between Santi and that new guy (srry, forgot his name while typing this) would be so hot. Like, I hope Santi would win but like just watching Santi fight him for Lou would make me happy!! Also, I live for your stories💞

omG i’m about to call up vince mcmahon they both need to fight on smackdown it’s gonna happen. they’ll both be shirtless too ok and THANK YOU ILY

boi poc can be PREJUDICED against white people but there is no such thing as reverse racIIIIIIiiiiIIIIIiiiIIIIsm

Lemme just say that you must be feeling so stressed rn. I love you and your simblr!!! Your posts light up my day!! <3333

OMg kind of. this week has taken A Lot out of me and i really just want to chill at home and play my freaking GAME but obligations. u know. here’s hoping i get a day off this week. i’m mad i’m probably gonna miss gianni’s birthday too (it’s on tuesday) and i wanted to do something for it!! i’ll probably do it late like i did last year too lmao i’m so sorry baby g ANYWAY u didn’t ask to hear about any of this...thank you for this sweet message i love you <3

why,,,, are people... coming to your blog to discuss race you are a fucking simblr WHAT

the real question is why do people go to you like its your job to educate them lmao like theres so many resources out there

SHAWDY u aint wrong reverse racism is literally a joke i am so sorry you have to go through all of this keep stepping on white feelings we deserve it

I was wondering would u consider Asians to be POC?

yes

I just finished Strange the Dreamer and it was fucking amazing. I cried so much and I laughed and I sat in absolute amazement at the world Laini Taylor has created. 100/10 would recommend

ahhhh i really need to read it apparently!! i’m like 10% away from being done with a dance with dragons (and then i have to wait for the next book like a peasant HURRY UP KING GEORGE) anyway this one is definitely on my list!

omgomg!! I just met this girl in my class who has eyes just like ramona's!!! But like instead of being brown w/ a little bit of blue, they were blue w/ a little bit of brown!!! Dude I was so shook I rlly didn't think ppl had eyes like that!

OMG!!!! that’s amazing! and yes heterochromia is a real thing haha. i’ve only met one person with it and he had the same color combo as ramona too, only his was full heterochromia, not sectoral.

*me in the background screaming* nO yOU LEAVE HER ALoNE baD-DAD-MaN!

ME TF TOO

every time i read some of your stories i get an ache in my heart that doesn't go away until i either cry or sleep so interpret that as you like

OMG ;_____; ok me too tho my heart literally hurts thinking about my characters sometimes...mostly santi...i hate him (no i don’t :{ )

hey uhh idk if you've answered something like this before but do you have a spotify or something bc your music taste is GOLD

THANK YOU!! you were the first person to ask about this haha and hopefully you saw my answer to the other question about it! i just made one and it’s here!

hi hi ! i’m seeing all the drama on da blog and i really want to read the whole story but i can’t get to it on mobile so i was wondering if you could link the beginning and tell me what the best order to read it in is ( i’m so confused because i’ve seen sm people y’all about a parallel story so idk if i’m being dumb !! ) i hope this isn’t any inconvenience also your sims are so beautiful sjajsjajs

hey on mobile the link is just: http://femmesim.tumblr.com/tagged/story/chrono i would honestly just recommend that order haha, it makes things simpler and it encompasses ALL story posts, or posts that give context. there are parallels in my story, lou’s is kind of a parallel of santi’s, only different...well...you’ll see. but yeah sorry this is so late! and thank you!!!

TU HISTORIA ES TAAAAAN BUENA POR DIOOOOS (YOURE STORY IS SOOOOO GOOD OMG) <3 <3 *OO* *cries in spanish*

MUCHAS GRACIAS ENCANTADORA PERSONAAAA <333

lou is wendy right? i mean, a wendy complex is someone who is overly mothering to partners, and lou is already a mother and ik that doesn't really count as foreshadowing but it seems like it could be a link to me. it'd make sense too, considering guys that go after younger girls (ew) are usually immature ie peter pan complex. it'd make the most sense that those two go together then.

heheheheh that is a VERY good observation...that’s all i’m gonna say!!

This has nothing to do with what's happening in the story rn, but whatever. I was wondering if you were going to mention lou's struggles with being a single mom and the stigma surrounding single motherhood? As a single mother myself I'd really enjoy seeing you take on the issue. Personally, my biggest problem was overcoming the generalizations people put on you when you're a single mom. People always assumed that I that I was stupid and uneducated because I had my son when I was 17.

yes! that will definitely come up. i will focus a lot on her struggles as a single mom. so far i’ve mostly just peppered in some stuff about money troubles, and that will come up again, and the issues you mention will be pretty central to her character as well. i’m sorry you have to endure that, it’s not fair. people don’t even realize how strong and dedicated single mothers are.

when you say Peter Pan, do you mean the Disney stuff or the og creepy stuff?

i mean the general themes of the story and how that translates into a peter pan complex: boy who never grows up, feels like he fits in more with younger people (haha...yikes), read the message above because that anon described the other half of the equation better than i could

Wait, hold up. That dude is cute but I feel like he’s coming onto Lou way too strong. I have a bad feeling.. Lou is like 13 there and he is 19 I mean I’ve seen bigger gaps between people, but she is not legal yet.. Where are you going with this? 🤨😅

yyyyyyep that feeling is warranted! i am going a way i don’t think you guys expect me to go...i think you’ll be very confused at the end of this part lmao. that being said, i’m not putting any of this in for shock value or to romanticize inappropriate relationships like this. (i’m probably going to be repeating that a LOT for this story but please just keep that in mind)

Hey mom wanna hear a fun as hell story? I just got back from the ER bc I fell on my razor after showering, and practically cut my nipple in half. (I am in so much pain hELP)

OMFG NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR POOR NIPPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’M SO SORRY I HOPE IT FEELS BETTER PLEASE UPDATE ME ON THE NIPPLE STATUS

U gotta watch sense8!!! Apart from the v awkward sex scenes it's v good, has a lot of representation and shit Just watch that shit show, u won't regret it (And if you do I cut your throat oops)

i’ve heard it’s good! i remember when it first came out and everyone was like Wow The Representation so honestly anything with diversity has already got me hooked pls don’t murder me.

I'm calling it now. He's Fi's dad. and he's a FUCKING CREEP!! Bitch you are 19!! LOU IS 13!! BACK THE FUCK OFF YOU PERV!!

no spoilers or anything but honestly i’m with you @ cillian die

Are they gonna fucc, o no

right now? no. that would be Very Bad

bABY ITS COLD OUTSIDE

oh same

Hi ! Your lastest edit (graveyard girl) is truly amazing, how did you make that bokeh behind her ? 😱😍

thank you so much!!! it’s reshade (with matso DOF)!

You've probably got this question a lot of times but i can't find the answer for it. What reshade do you use?

i gotta add this to my faq, it’s one i created myself but i started out with this one (it totally doesn’t resemble that one anymore but i think it’s a good starting point)

how do you make good looking male sims? mine always look the same and kinda girly..

hmmm longer faces, prominent chins and jaws, smaller eyes, bigger noses...generally yeah

What do you mean 9 + alt?

you gotta turn bb.moveobjects on and then press alt + 9 when an object is selected to move it upward. so what i did with those poses i made was, i selected a teleporter and pressed alt + 9 until it was at a spot i liked on the roof. that’s why releasing those poses would be tricky, ‘cause every build is different so there’s no set way to place them, you just kinda have to play around with them

You mentioned GoT so naturally, I have to chime in and express my love for Jon. Honestly, he won me over ever since the first season? I'm at season 5 now and people have already warned me so now i'm silently weeping, waiting for something to happen to my precious bby help

JONNY BOY!!!!!!!!!!! i loved his emo ass since the beginning but his arc with qorin halfhand (was he in the show??) was probably the best arc in book 2 and then his book 3 arc was just...SO GOOD, SO MUCH happens to him and i just felt like i was watching my son go through it all...i love that boy so much ;-; i’m almost at the end of the last book and i’m scared for him because of the one spoiler i know lmao and you’re at that point too so GET READY we’ll go through it together ok

So there's this game I'm playing where someone talking about another character says 'maybe you can break him from his ouroboros of self-fladulation' (I know I probably butchered those spellings but I'm not a bright egg and autocorrect isn't helping rip) and tbh it made me think of Santi. (Also I'mma scream of you get this reference jsyk)

OMG THE FACT THAT YOU THOUGHT OF HIM ;-; and it’s okay u are the brightest egg in the bunch to me. I’M SORRY I DON’T GET THIS REFERENCE BECAUSE I’M NOT A VIDEO GAME PERSON BUT I’LL PRETEND I DO KNOW WHAT UR TALKING ABOUT anyway yes santi is currently in the process of breaking his self-flagellation and embracing the oneness of the ouroboros (as opposed to letting the cycle repeat itself until he’s worn down to nothing)

do you have any favorite pose creators?

answered

do you have any tips for taking good screenshots in game? like how to get the good angles and good quality? i play on ultra but i think when i zoom in and then use the arrows on my keyboard to move around, the pictures gets less clear and looks kinda blurry. how should i do this?

well if you’re already using ultra, there’s not much you can do lmao. sims 4 is just bad with textures in general. it also depends on the objects as well, some are better quality than others. if i zoom in far on a sim’s face, i generally know there will be some pixelation and i can clean that up in photoshop with topaz clean and the smudge tool. i am very reliant on photoshop sometimes lmao. it sounds like you already have the basics of taking good screenshots, it’s just sometimes you have to fight and work with sims 4′s less-than-hd quality.

burn it down by daughter reminds me of santi & i'm in pain

ouroboros!!! death! birth! death again! birth again rinse repeat! also santi breaking the cycle because third time's the charm

The tattoo is an Ouroboros. It originated in Egyptian iconography, and it symbolizes recreation. My boy's recreating himself, I'm so proud.

ouroboros, the dragon eating its own tail. it's a sign of eternal renewal

i saw the post of child molly and just started BAWLING i miss her what the fuck she's my fave character i'M CRYING

ME TOO BICH!! ME FUCKIN TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i just read all of A Serious Case Of The Novembers so far and theres still tears on my face. some of the best stuff ive read in a while, great job on everything

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! ALSO I’M SORRY FOR MAKING YOU CRY

every time you write about molly and her in heaven it makes my heart swell, like the characters were answering asks and someone asked her what heaven was like and even though it was so small short lil answer it still pulls at the heart strings, basically what im trying to say is that your writing is so good! <3

omg ;_______; me too, i feel like she has such a simple way with words and although her descriptions of heaven are brief, they are also complex and beautiful, and even just writing it chokes me up ;-; thank you so much tho i’m so glad you like it!!

Molly: out Molly tatto: also out

why did this remind me of this post:

How did you edit in the fire in the last post? Looks cool

i searched things like “bonfire” and pasted parts of it that i wanted on the pic to make it look more realistic, then put a layer mask on the pasted pic and erased the edges and stuff to make it blend in better. the sparks and stuff i added by pasting it onto a new layer and changing the blending mode to screen! 

idk if you have every watched grey anatomy but Lou's backstory is starting to remind me of Jo (Jo is a character from the show) like Jo was in a abusive relationship and she is married to the guy but she cant get divorced or he will come and find her. So like if Lou didn't tell Fiona's dad he was a dad and Lou was married to him and cant escape the marriage (cause abuse), plus it would explain Lou's kink with being choked ;) full circle *god-like heaven music with tiniest violin is playing now*

ooh no i don’t but that’s interesting and i’m excited you even made a connection like that! i will say that it’s not lou who likes to be choked (the very opposite actually lmao) but otherwise the situation does kinda fit. i’m the violin

I have a freakin bio pre ap test tomorrow on photosynthesis and i have no idea what it is im going to fail save me

I’M ANSWERING THIS VERY LATE BUT I HOPE YOUR TEST WENT WELL!!!!!! *spongebob voice* photosynthesis

last time I installed reshade I couldn't get it to open the controls or shaders or anything in game :///// any tips?? I love they way reshade looks too!!

hmmmmm well i know the control panel opens when you press shift + f2, and then you check the boxes of the effects you want on them. i haven’t heard of this problem so i dunno what other advice to give i’m sorry :{ if it’s your first time installing it, you might have to wait a little to get it to load up.

Da puppy is so cute!!!

That dog and Romona are so adorable, I might cry

Ramona's cheeks are so big im in love

NAJKSDJGKJSD THANK YOU i love her and her chubby cheeks ;-;

OMG TOTORO IS SO BEAUTIFUL I LOVE GHIBLI UGH FKSJFJANFB

SAME!!!!!!! if i could only watch ghibli movies for the rest of my life i’d be totally fine with that

THE DOGGIE HAS EYES JUST LIKE RAMONAS IM GONNA FUCKIGN CRY

ME FUCKGN TOO!!!!!!!!!! it was fate (aka me creating the wolf pup to look just like her shh i am fate)

Hope I'm not bothering you but i wondered if you knew how to make Tamo sims eyebags work on a toddler? Do I just click in s4s to work for toddler on the "age and gender flags" when looking in My CC or do I have to do something a little more than that please? Thank you.

for any skin detail or makeup, you have to go into s4s and open the package up, go to one of the tabs (honestly i don’t remember which one because i don’t have it open rn lmao) and you’ll see the different age groups and you check the box for toddler. and then save it of course. (there’s probably a better guide on how to do this somewhere lmao)

Hey :) Sorry to take up your time, I was wondering if you use win7, win8 or win10? I'm trying to decide on one and people seem to have very strong feelings about it. Also what web browser do you use? I've used Firefox, but I had some problems on CC websites. Thanks<3

i use windows 10 because it came with my laptop lmao i honestly don’t know much about windows systems at all!! and i use google chrome because it’s never failed me (even though windows keeps pressuring me to use the new internet explorer called “edge”)

i just finished all of novembers in a sitting and 1. i'm Sobbing, 2. your music taste is bomb

THANK YOU!!! my music taste is like one part indie shit, one part rap and hip-hop, twelve parts emo middle school bands

what is the size of the original unedited screenshot?

1920x1080

For reshade when your first install and select the reshade you want to use do you have to edit the settings? Cause last time I tried to (I didn’t know what most of the things meant lmao) but it kept saying error or something so I couldn’t play the game so I ended up taking out reshade

do you mean the preset you want to use? i mean no you can just play with that preset, you don’t have to change anything about it. i’m not sure what you mean but i followed this guide for setting it up

Will you ever share your preset?? Or maybe a preset made be you??

i’ve answered this before but the answer is Maybe

Hi!!!! How do you make the rays of light you have in your photos?? THANK U BBY <3333

that’s actually in my editing tutorial but here you go <3

is reshade only available on windows + do we need to pay for it

yes and no

Hello love! I was wondering (and maybe it's a dumb question, idk) but what life span setting do you use? I would assume you turned off aging for your story but maybe I'm wrong ;w; Thank you!!

i do actually have aging off ‘cause i’m a coward lmao even in the ts3 days when i wasn’t doing story stuff and literally just playing i had it off for the most part and just aged sims up when i wanted because i like to be in control of Everything (aries)

I really just wanted to say that I’m new I your tumblr but your stories are amazing and I love them so much!!! Keep doing what you’re doing💞👏🏼

hey thank you!!! you are so kind and i’m glad you’re enjoying everything!!

In your reshade settings where have you set it to save your SS's to and which key please? I can't find mine after setting it to desktop/screenshots :(

i just set mine to ts4′s screenshots folder because it’s what i was used to and it works for me haha. hmmmmmm did you copy the exact address or whatever it’s called of your folder’s location and then paste it into the reshade box? try doing that with another location and see if it works. if anything you can do what i did ‘cause it worked for me 

ok SO i came across this music video for this like spanish/english speaking indie band called The Marías and the song was déjate llevar and literally everything about the music video reminded me of rooney and gianni

OMMMGGG i love this so much, i cry @ music suggestions and this is so them ;-; i think i’ve heard of this band before actually!!

a little life is going to fucking ruin you,,, just a warning

great! i look forward to it

can a steal ur talent

have it i don’t need it

What app are you using to make them cool edit things??

i tagged it but it was doodle face

omg Strange the Dreamer is so freaking amazing! It’s literally one of my favorite books of all time; You’ll love it. The writing is absolutely delightful

you guys are really singin the praises for this book!! i have so many dang books to read i swear

[flowerslut]

prompt 1 with ss but the roles reversed (not the sasuke leaving mumbo jumbo)

A/N: all right! one “sakura leaves instead of sasuke” one-shot, coming right up! this’ll prob be the last one I do tonight 😴😴😴

She’s trying to ignore him, to disregard his presence as if he were just another plant in the corner of the office she’s temporarily occupying. She has work to do and his sudden appearance in her life doesn’t make that fact any less true.

Sakura tries to read the report in front of her, but after she scans the first sentence a third time she knows she isn’t going to have a very productive morning after all.

It doesn’t help that he’s simply standing in front of the closed door, not saying anything.

She hadn’t been expecting this. She hadn’t expected him. Not in a hundred years, not in a thousand ways. But he’s here, and she doesn’t know what to think about it.

Sasuke’s presence is beginning to be overwhelming, and suddenly the room is feeling nauseatingly stuffy. Standing up abruptly, Sakura moves to the side of the room, swiftly opening the window to let some air in. But to her dismay it’s a hot, humid day in Suna, and there’s no breeze to filter inside to stir up the air.

Sakura frowns and leans forward, letting the heat of the late morning warm the skin of her face.

Growing irritated by the silence, she snaps. “Can I help you?”

It’s been almost six months since she’s seen him. Six months since she left the village on this open-ended mission she just about begged Kakashi to let her go on. In the end, she got her way. After all, she is the one who kick-started the mental health facility back in Konoha and successfully helped the village begin the arduous process of destigmatizing mental illness among shinobi.

An ongoing process, even back in her own village, wrought with stubbornness and denial from all ends, but Sakura is nothing if not annoyingly persistent. She’d just spent five months in Iwagakure, figuring she’d begin her task with the stubborn Earth Country shinobi. It took her almost two months to get them to even listen to her.

She’s been in Suna for only a month now, and even though their council is open to having such a facility, it’s the specifics that are giving her a headache, day in and day out.

Sakura hears him move further into the room, taking slow and even steps toward her, only to stop a few feet away. Sakura breathes in slowly and bites back a sigh.

It was something she’d never admit, but it was Sasuke who had given her the final push she’d needed to leave.

He’d been back in Konoha for several wonderful months and, for a lack of better words, she’d been utterly ecstatic about it. Spending as much of her free time with him that he’d allow, giving him as much space and silence as he appeared to need, and lending an ear on nights where he seemed to only want to talk.

She’d been almost painfully attentive in the time he’d been back. And then one night they’d been up late, talking quietly, and had lost track of time. Sakura had left to go home, Sasuke had insisted on accompanying her for the journey, and after he’d walked her to her doorstep they’d kissed.

Straightening up, she shakes her head and finally looks at him, running low on spare time and patience already. “What do you want, Sasuke-kun?” She asks again.

A lump appears in Sakura’s throat when she sees how haggard he looks. He’s handsome as always, but the bags under his eyes tell her that he hasn’t slept well, and the state of his clothes makes her wonder when the last time he changed them was.

“You look awful,” she can’t help but blurt out, taken off guard by his appearance now that he’s so close to her. “Sasuke-kun, what--”

“I was looking for you.”

That forces her to stop and think for a second. She’s been gone for six entire months. There’s no way he’s been looking the entire time. She’s been in pretty regular contact with Naruto and Ino. She got a letter from Ino about a week ago and from Naruto about two weeks ago; she’s sure if Sasuke had left to find her before then, they would’ve mentioned it.

“I’ve only been here for a month, I...” and then she realizes what he meant by his statement.

Before she’d left she’d asked Kakashi to prioritize the confidentiality of her mission. He’d raised an eyebrow at the request but simply nodded and obliged her. Medical mission like hers weren’t typically high on the list when it came to protecting the details, but she knew that she had to go somewhere Sasuke couldn’t find her.

After their kiss, she didn’t see him. At all. He avoided her in public and whenever she tried to go to his home, he would be conveniently absent. She mentioned it to Naruto a few days after the incident. Her friend had only offered her an empathetic smile and some words of encouragement.

“Maybe he just needs some time to sort out his feelings,” he’d offered, “Sasuke’s a weird guy normally. But he’s got a lot of shit to sort through, y’know, up here,” Naruto had tapped his head, and frowned. “Just give him time. He’ll come around.”

So Sakura did that. She gave him time. She gave him days and then weeks and then months. And when Sasuke continued to avoid her, she decided she’d had enough.

At first when she’d left she’d only given small goodbyes. Hugging her friends and her parents and telling them she’d be back in a few months. There was always guilt with these exchanges. But she figured that this was a mission where she would simply tell her friends things on a need-to-know basis.

And they certainly didn’t need to know that she didn’t have a return date set, nor did she even really want one.

It was only when she got to Suna that she let her two friends in on where she was specifically and what she was doing. Ino had been happy for her, proud even, in the exchanges. Naruto had only asked her one thing in his subsequent letter.

Does Sasuke know?

“You haven’t been looking for me this whole time,” she asks uneasily, a part of her not exactly wanting to know the answer, “have you?”

“A couple weeks,” he responds gruffly, not taking his eyes off of her. “I’ve been in Suna a few nights.”

Sakura’s frown deepens at that admission. “And you’ve picked now to come and talk to me?” She’s frustrated even more so, especially since she had half a day off yesterday and this would’ve definitely been more convenient if it had happened yesterday.

“Why did you leave?”

Sakura flinches, “Why do you care?” It’s a rude retort, but she’s not about to dance around the subject now. Her pride is still sore from the sting of his rejection back in Konoha, and that’s what she’s chosen to interpret his avoidance of her as: a clear-as-day rejection.

He glares at her then, “Because you didn’t tell anyone why. Medical missions aren’t S-rank unless they’re suicide missions.” He looks around at the office and pointedly glares at the succulents on her desk. “This seems pretty comfortable for an S-rank.”

It’s clear he’s willing to give her a fight if that’s what she’s looking for. She frowns at the fact that he’s definitely seen the mission file if he knows that she forced Kakashi to make this an S-rank to keep it more confidential.

“So you broke into the Hokage’s office to find where I was?” She returns his glare, “And then you ran off after seeing it was S-rank to what? Rescue me? Why? Because I can’t handle an S-rank?”

“That’s not it. You know that’s not it.” He steps closer to her. “You lied to everyone, you--”

“Oh, can it!” Throwing her hands in the air she has to resist the urge to stop out of frustration. “Yes! I lied! Is that why you’re here? To chew me out for lying? I am on a mission, Sasuke. I am allowed to keep things from people.” Breathing in slowly, she closes her eyes. “I am also very busy, so if you’ll excuse me.”

She brushes by him quickly, not wanting to spend another second glaring at him; she’s honestly not confident that she wouldn’t try hitting him if she got any madder.

The last thing she needs is to explain to Gaara why one of his spare offices got destroyed.

“That’s not why I’m here.”

Sakura pauses just as she reaches her desk and sighs. Turning around she leans back against the furniture and crosses her arms. “Why then, Sasuke? Why are you here?”

His steps are still slow as he approaches once again, giving Sakura plenty of time to move out of his path. But when his legs are nearly brushing her knees, she bites her cheek and holds her ground.

“I need to know why.” Reaching forward he places his hand under her chin and tilts her head up. “Why did you leave?”

Sakura can’t answer him. A lie he would be able to detect, but the truth would hurt him. And as angry as he makes her sometimes, she can’t hurt him.

“You know,” she begins, her mouth feeling suddenly dry, “If you had asked me to stay, I would’ve.”

It’s still true, but it’s not the answer he’s looking for. In fact, this statement seems to pain him just as severely as the full truth would have. He lowers his hand, steps away, and Sakura is upset all over again now, the pain of his past rejection still burning.

“No,” she whispers, “you don’t get to be hurt by that. That’s not fair.” She straightens up then, her nose almost bumping against his chest as she rights herself. “You hurt me, Sasuke-kun. Avoiding me for all that time wasn’t fair to me, you know that.”

“I’m trying,” he offers her, and it’s more than she expected him to say, but it’s still not quite enough.

“It’s not that complicated,” she mutters eventually, finally turning away from him to sit back behind her desk, “either you want to be with me, or you don’t. It’s that simple.” She glares at the report on her desk as she forces herself to pick up a pen. “If you were trying, I would have gotten an answer to that question, but I don’t have one now do I?” 

The pen she’s holding breaks under the pressure she’s placing on it, spilling ink all over the report. Sakura tosses the pen to the side and leans her head back, struggling to reign in her frustration. Closing her eyes, she implores the frustrated tears building behind her eyelids to simply go away.

“I’ll just ask again,” she says, opening her eyes to give him one final look, “Do you want to be with me, Sasuke-kun? Or not?”

It’s that moment when the tears spill over her lids, burning trails down her cheeks. Sasuke is looking at her with an expression she doesn’t quite understand and she is simultaneously terrified and eager to hear his response.

“Yes,” he says, as if the admission lifts a ton of weight off his shoulders, but his expression is still pained. “But Sakura, I...”

Her heart clenches at his hesitation.

“I don’t think I can.”

In her mind, this answer was a likely possibility. But hearing it spoken out loud, where the meaning is clear and true, only serves to make so many old aches hurt like new.

“I have a lot of work to do,” she eventually whispers to him, standing to retrieve the discarded pen and clean up the mess of ink she’d made. “I’d appreciate it if you leave now, Sasuke.”

“Sakura, I--”

“Please,” she is firm with her words now, the tremble of her tears gone for the time being. “Leave Sasuke. I want you to go.”

It isn’t for a couple minutes, but when he finally departs, the door closing behind him with a soft click, Sakura eventually puts her head in her hands and lets herself fall apart.

[vegancas]

I don't have nights when it's difficult to sleep very often anymore, but tonight is one of them too many thoughts and not even really ones about what happened today, although obviously I'm being affected by my feelings this is especially annoying since it's kinda like already nearly 1am and I haven't been up this late in a while even when I've had to be at work until 11ishpm idk i was just remembering this customer from a few days ago or something who wanted ezy-sauce. I told them i didn't know what it was but went to try to help them find it. Like having worked at the store for over a year now i know most of our grocery products but occasionally there's still stuff we have that i just haven't really seen yet so i figured maybe this is one of those times, give the customer the benefit of the doubt even though i already think we don't have it. But i feel like as soon as i didn't know what it was they just thought i was an idiot who didn't know anything because they started to talk to me quite condescendingly and made me feel kinda offended tbh. i tried to ask what the thing was to help figure out where in the store it would most likely be. Because it has sauce in the name i personally instantly thought of pasta sauces so that was my first instinct but then i was like maybe not when they were saying that it was a mix you use to make your own sauce? which was not really a helpful response to me because like it doesn't help narrow down where it might be, it makes me think it could be in a couple different aisles. So i try to ask again what it is and they just give the same response so i try to ask the question differently 'what do you use it for' same response. I'm still trying to be polite they're just not getting what I'm trying you ask. All the while they're being like it's this it's this it's been around forever for as long as I've been around it's been around (older customer of course) blah blah nothing actually helpful just making me feel dumb. Finally i make my question clear enough to get a useful response, once you've made the mix what do you put the sauce on. You use it on pies and things they say. So finally i know I'm not looking for a pasta type sauce thing but a tomato type sauce thing which means i can actually look in the right aisle and not just wander around aimlessly. So then we look for the thing but i still can't find it. At this point i am really starting to think we just don't sell it, they've described what it looks like and I'm not seeing anything like it. I ask if they've bought the thing at our store before, because often customers expect that every coles store sells all the same products, and they say yes but honestly i don't think they understood my question properly again or were just so annoyed at this point and didn't want to deal with my seemingly pointless questions anymore. but yeah that was pretty much the end of it, they asked if there was anyone else around to ask but like i guess if there had been they probs would have asked them before getting to me like 6 aisles away from where they would've originally been but also idk who's around at all times of the day? it's a big store, as hard for me to find help in it as it is for customers sometimes? they may or may not have said they'd ask at the checkouts, but they definitely said they only asked me because they thought i might look it up on the picking tablet. i cannot say the number of times people have asked me to look shit up on the tablet, they need signs on them that say 'we cannot check prices or find items for you (but my team member will help?)'. but yeah i was like sorry we couldn't find the thing, probs should have also said my line about how we probs just don't stock it, but they were like well I'm going to woolworths, for sure trying to get other people's attention as well I'd say coz they were a bit louder at this point but what could i do? I'm not about to grovel to the customer? at least, I've never been trained to do that? I've never really been trained in customer service at all???? but yeah, I'm now pretty sure we really don't sell the thing, but I'll defs be checking tomorrow now that I've remembered again wow yeah idk i wasn't expecting when i started writing this that it'd end up quite that long but can i just say i hate finding other staff members for help? i don't mind asking for help it's just it literally is just as hard for me to find help sometimes as it is for customers. and i do not DO NOT want to go up to the service desk and ask those staff members for help because they are intimidating omg (and actually i bumped into one with my trolley once and i just cannot look them in the eye now, like i couldn't before either because they always seemed grumpy but now definitely not, avoid avoid avoid; but also i haven't bumped into anyone with my trolley since at least last year, i have gotten at least somewhat better at driving them; oh actually that's not true there was a customer a few weeks ago maybe, i was talking to one of the other online ppl and was distracted as i was going round a corner and this customer was, in my view, just suddenly there and i bumped them into the other online person so no falling over happened, I've never made anyone fall over, but yeah there was that. worst part was that two online ppl were there and they were both team leaders!! neither of them ever brought it up but like idk i just really don't know what i could've done differently, obviously i could've paid more attention but i guess i was relying on the fact that the online person i was talking to was kinda in front of my trolley and i guessed would've warned me if there was someone right in front of me but must've been paying as little attention as i was and probs as the customer was too?) oh whoops more useless thoughts like i guess they're all just coming up because i was told i was 'the best' today so naturally I'm going to think about all the ways in which i am not but for reals i feel pretty shit for someone who's apparently the best shopper at the store. I'm just fast nothing else and I'm not even that fast like i don't think it'd be that hard for someone more physically capable than i to be more efficient (like i was told who the next best shopper is after me and now I'm wondering if the only reason they're so good is because they have height on their side? Like most of the shoppers (at least in the mornings) are in their mid-late 30s-40s I'm guessing, if not older and most are not much taller than me, which means lots of time wasted trying to get things off high shelves and look I'm going on and on again make me stop but also I'm beginning to wonder if our shelves actually are higher than a lot of other supermarket shelves? idk, i don't go to enough other stores to really say anyway I'm glad I'm not working until 2 tomorrow or I'd be dead but also fuck i can't wait to have time off. i have even less of an idea what I'm going to do for 4 weeks but gee i need it. ok well i think I'm done now? Maybe fall asleep soon?

[its-love-u-asshole]

Carried Away [fic, sfw]

Pairing: Fushimi Saruhiko/Dewa Masaomi

Rating: T

Summary: Dewa didn't know how he'd gotten into this situation, being in a fancy jewelry store with a shining new diamond necklace in front of him while a snippy yet mysteriously beautiful worker looked at him like he was a nuisance.

I wrote a random rarepair because I was in a mood and now I actually really like the pairing, whoops? Big thanks to @emeraldwaves​ for betaing this, I hope everyone enjoys! Comments are appreciated <3

Ao3 Version

Dewa never thought he'd meet someone more seemingly impassive than he was, but he wasn't one to frown on skepticism.

"That'll be ¥ 25000," the taller man spoke, his name tag reflected under the fluorescent lights of the jewelry store, as if highlighting every character. Fushimi Saruhiko.

"Ah yeah," Dewa sighed, swallowing thickly as those piercing blue eyes questioned him. After a beat of silence, Dewa reached for his wallet. He'd been in this store way too long, it was suffocating, though he was the only customer, and he didn't know why he wasn't rushing this along like he should've been.

Well, I know why, but I'm not going to admit it.

Dewa didn't know how he'd gotten into this situation, being in a fancy jewelry store with a shining new diamond necklace in front of him while a snippy yet mysteriously beautiful worker looked at him like he was a nuisance. Fushimi was insufferable, a bit rude too, not exactly the type of person Dewa was used to being attracted to, but yet, here he was. The signs were all there, his hands felt clammy and his skin itched, and he was hyper aware of every movement of the other man as he rang up his stuff.

Stuff. Diamond necklace. Jewelry store. Fushimi.

This was not how he expected the day to go. All he'd wanted to do was go get a quick drink, maybe lounge around the house and avoid Chitose for a few hours (even if Dewa didn't ache for his best friend anymore, he had no desire to hear the other gush about his first serious relationship in years. It was disgusting and way too mushy for him to stomach for more than never.)

So yeah, he really didn't get why he was here, but then again, he absolutely did. Why was it, even after he'd finally been able to move on from his unrequited crush, that everything seemed to come back to Chitose. Fucking Chitose, that asshole.

Dewa stared down at the shining diamond necklace in front of him, glaring at it as Fushimi unlocked the glass case to fetch something else. "Oh, I'll get the promotional item as well."

The phrase 'promotional item' caused another rush of irritation to course through him, and he was blindsided by the memory from earlier that morning.

"Aw c'mon man!" Chitose whined to him, looking equal parts stressed and panicked as he tried to keep up with Dewa's quick pace. Maybe if he walked fast enough, Chitose would get tired, and Dewa could have his drink in peace. Nope. Chitose tugged on his arm, and damn he was surprisingly strong, because Dewa was effectively yanked back. "I really need you to do this for me! I forgot I have a later shift at work, but I need that necklace by tonight!"

Dewa turned slowly, giving him a long, suffering look, as if to say 'you know I'm going to give in because you're my best friend but I want you to know I hate you so much.' Chitose grinned sheepishly, putting his hands together in a begging gesture, and they were starting to get some weird looks...

"Look, it's our anniversary and my new job gave me a pay advance," Chitose continued, trying to seem as small as possible. "So I wanted to get her something nice! I'll give you the money you need, you just have to pick it up alright? Pleeaassseee."

Feelings or no feelings, no one was able to tolerate Chitose's complaining very long, though Dewa considered himself pretty good at it, and eventually he gave in. He could always get a drink near the mall. "...fine."

"Yes! Thanks man!" Chitose slid a comforting arm around Dewa's shoulders, and he leaned away in a last ditch attempt to be spiteful. Then again, he wasn't a child, and he soon relaxed into the contact, admitting defeat and rolling with it as best he could. Well, until Chitose leered at him, lips quirking into an irritating smirk that only spelled trouble. "And hey, the necklace comes with free earrings, I'll let you keep those, I'm sure they'll help woo a girl no prob--"

Dewa tripped him.

He'd been weirdly pissed about the comment, mostly for reasons he couldn't blame his best friend for. For one, it was a reminder that he didn't have anyone to woo, and second, if he did, it certainly wouldn't be a girl.

But, these things were his own issues to deal with. He'd brushed it off pretty quickly after that, content with running the small errand and having an excuse to eat mall food instead of cooking for himself.

Now though, as the earrings were placed in front of him, a whole new swarm of feelings swirled in his gut, and they were no longer ones of longing or irritation.

This has to be a joke...

The earrings were small studs, obviously high quality but not expensive enough to be risky as a free gift alongside the necklace. However, it was the color which had Dewa looking to the sky as if some deity (maybe Chitose, who seemed to defy logic when it came to being an unwanted wing man) had forsaken him. The earrings were a striking blue, identical to Fushimi's eyes and Dewa had to bite his tongue from commenting on it, keeping his face neutral and he looked back up to the other.

"Is there a problem?" Fushimi sighed, as if silently adding 'please say no.' It had Dewa's lips quirking into an amused smile, his breathing coming to a halt when he thought he saw Fushimi's eyes look him over and I have no idea how to flirt anymore.

He'd never really had a reason to flirt after all, being in love with one's straight best friend robs one of that ability, so yeah. He'd never had a desire to flirt otherwise, and now that he kind of did, he was lost.

Dewa always appeared calm, rational, and he honestly wasn't the type to flirt at all, much less in public, but he had to say something.

Just then, he caught a glimmer of something in Fushimi's ear, and he was fully convinced that Chitose had finally transcended existential boundaries, and had taken his rightful place as the patron saint of single men. It was an earring, a stud, right in Fushimi's cartilage, and Dewa might not have been a flirt, but he was observant.

"I like your earring," Dewa mused, eyeing the multicolored stone which reflected blues, reds, and greens. Odd, but cool. "It looks good on you."

People (Chitose and Eric) often made fun of him for his simple way of putting things, but Dewa was apparently proving them wrong, because the comment earned him an embarrassed little scowl and a flush from the other, who instinctively reached up to fiddle with the stud in his ear.

Damn it, that's not fair either.

"Whatever...it's a cheap one," Fushimi went on, the self-deprecating nature of the words not going unnoticed by Dewa. "Can't afford the ones here..."

"They're pretty nice, they'd look good on you too," Dewa went on, aware that he was overstaying his welcome but not caring. "Do you have other piercings?"

It might've been a mistake on his part to ask such a personal question, or a blessing. The world may never know.

Fushimi's eyebrows shot up in mild surprise, before his whole, uninterested demeanor seemed to shift, his mouth rising to form a very self-satisfied smirk that had Dewa's pulse racing in a way he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Again, not fair.

"Oh? That's a bit bold isn't it?" Fushimi leaned forward, not losing the taunting lilt in his voice.

Dewa was being provoked, he knew it, and he wasn't one to rise to the bait in most situations, but today was an exception to a lot of things. "How so?"

"Well, that's something you'd have to find out for yourself," Fushimi went on, tapping the stud in his ear teasingly as his other hand rested on his chest, and the innuendo was finally processed in Dewa's brain. "Isn't it?"

Dewa's fists clenched, and he didn't miss the way Fushimi leaned in, as if to challenge, and Dewa was lost in a sea of blue he didn't want to find his way out of.

What now? He didn't know how this worked. Maybe he was being mocked, he hardly looked smooth anyways. Not in his tattered jeans and fake leather jacket, with his hat to hide his bedhead fixed on crookedly. If only he'd known...he would've worn jeans without holes in them.

Fushimi's eyes flicked down to his lips, and Dewa moved to close the distance as if he was on autopilot, when the sound of the door jingling forced him to stop. He could hear another customer being greeted by an attendant somewhere behind him, and he slid away when the footsteps got closer as the customer perused the selection.

Perhaps the deity of single men had forsaken him after all.

Or it was just all in my head.

Still, the half-lidded nature of Fushimi's eyes hadn't faltered yet, as if he were anticipating something but not wanting to seem too eager, and regardless of what Dewa wanted in his heart of hearts, it scared him away.

It scared him, how much he was attracted to Fushimi, and how interesting he found him. He wanted to know more about him, about why he was insecure despite being so alluring, why he worked at the damn jewelry store, what he thought about the afterlife, any complex or insignificant detail. It was overwhelming, and his first instinct was to retreat.

That's what he was used to. Retreating, exiting before he got carried away, because with Chitose, he couldn't get carried away.

He hadn't been able to shake that yet.

"Maybe if I'm lucky then," Dewa whispered finally, leaning away from the counter and breaking the tense eye contact with reluctance. He knew when and when not to push, and it wasn't like he never came to this mall. Maybe there'd be other opportunities.

Ha.

Those were his excuses for backing away, and he knew they were all bullshit. Something in his gut told him to stop being such a coward, but he was already walking away as if to make his exit, and he didn't want to be awkward.

It's worth the risk, his brain unhelpfully supplied.

Fushimi gave a slow hum, as if expecting more, and maybe the disappointed sound coupled with that pretty face ignited something inside him, because Dewa set his jaw and narrowed his eyes, determination running through him. No. How many years had he been forced to be a coward? In love with someone who'd never love him back? What was there to lose?

Nothing, if he thought about it clearly.

"Thanks," Dewa said shakily, collecting the bag with the diamond necklace as he slid the blue earrings forward towards Fushimi.

Nothing at all.

The taller eyed him curiously, eyebrow quirking in confusion as Dewa made a move to leave the item behind. "These come with it you know..."

Barely hiding his grin, Dewa glanced back over his shoulder to see the slightest, most rewarding flush dance on Fushimi's cheeks. "I know, but they match your eyes better."

Fushimi's jaw dropped a bit, and Dewa wasn't one to fist pump, but man, he probably could've.

And after that, instead of being allowed to leave, Fushimi called him back, insisting that there was something he'd 'forgotten' to tell him about his purchase.

Yes, a fist pump would've probably been appropriate.

--

As Dewa exited the mall, stuffed pretzel in hand, he thought he really would have to thank Chitose in the end. The day hadn't gone exactly according to plan, but hopefully his date Friday night would.