#i always remember that story whenever i look at my hands cuz it was the funniest thing at the time and also it was

[aria0fgold]

One time in senior high, there was like a celebration in our class and everyone was busy preparing decorations to put up in the room. I was walking around helping with whatever I can then suddenly one of my classmates asked if I can help with cutting paper strips, so I was like: "Sure."

Then he remembered I was left-handed and went: "Wait, you're left-handed right? You shouldn't cut these actually."

I stood there and just: "What? Why?"

"Because it's hard to hold the scissors when you're left-handed. I'm struggling with it too." Says my classmate, who was also left-handed, that was on cutting strips duty. I just nodded then went back to whatever I was doing but the funny part of this story is that... I use my right hand when using the scissors.

[whateverisbeautiful]

♥️ Ranking Richonne

#12: Kiss Of Life (S7E05)

Ooh it’s called the Kiss of Life for a reason. 🤩 No one does passion like Richonne. ❤️‍🔥 This marvelous scene seriously has a hold on me and features my absolute favorite Richonne kiss (thus far 😏). The moment is just so good and mesmerizes me like no other. It's legitimately hypnotic. And that’s why, even tho Rick and Michonne barely speak in this scene, it absolutely makes my top 12. And you know the kiss is good when you have multiple favorite parts of it lol...

First, it’s important to note that it’s not just the kiss that makes me adore and appreciate this scene but how extremely meaningful this exchange is based on where Rick and Michonne are at during this part of the story.

This was one of the hardest and most depressing seasons for them as they wrestled with losing people they loved and then being expected to be Negan’s servants indefinitely. 

And during this Negan era, it’s one of the rare times when Rick and Michonne are on notably different pages about how to approach the situation. And while Michonne told Rick she’d try to accept this way of "life," it’s clearly eating away at her to just sit and let Negan torment her family.

It’s eating away at Rick too, but with the love he has for tf, and especially for Michonne and his children, at this stage in the show he really feels like he’d rather suffer like this with them than fight and lose them.

This was such a tough time for them, and yet Rick and Michonne's love so heartily prevails with this special kiss. It's the definition of true love's kiss, if you ask me. 🤩

So first, I always feel for Rick at the top of 7.05 when he’s talking to Carl, who is understandably frustrated and behaving coldly to his dad. All Rick wants is for his family to be okay, and they’re so clearly not okay right now, which you know weighs on him.

And I’m not the only one who feels for him because Michonne is of course also in the room for this Grimes family moment, and she seems to be really empathizing with Rick as well. 

So then Rick and Aaron walk out of the room, and Michonne follows and, again, shoutout Aaron for leaving to give Rick and Michonne a private moment lol. Cuz the moment was perfection. 😍 Like for real tens across the board...

Rick and Michonne stand in front of each other, and Rick invites her to join them if she changes her mind. I love that he always wants her with him.

I remember even watching live, I could tell that Michonne wanted to go with him too, cuz magnets don’t part. But she’s of the mindset that she has to try and go out on her own to fight this for the both of them if he’s not ready to fight back yet.

Michonne quietly and compassionately says, "good luck" and even tho Rick is clearly sad and knows this could be a moment of distancing, he still wants to close the gap and at least hug her goodbye, which I appreciate. 🥰

So he goes in for this hug, and whenever I think back to when I first watched this scene live, I just smile because I remember how excited I was that Rick was simply going to hug Michonne and maybe kiss her on the cheek or whatever it looked like he was about to do. But little did I know we were in for something...

Because as he goes in for this cute husband-off-to-work hug, Michonne stops him by gently placing her hand on his face. And I will forever love the choreography of this whole moment.

I love that it’s this moment of Michonne redirecting to let Rick know she wants to send him off right and make it crystal clear to him that even tho they’re going different ways right now, she is not upset with him, disappointed in him, or pulling away from him.

So she warmly takes his face, and then there's this subtle moment where Rick does that signature Rick Grimes head tilt in her hands as he tries to assess what this moment is about.

You can see a heartbreaking split second of Rick seemingly wondering if this is her literally and figuratively pushing him away. And what most pains me is knowing Rick thinks he deserves whatever disappointment or distance Michonne might potentially feel toward him. 😭

His past relationship saw his former wife push him away during a very vulnerable time after he had to kill his best friend for trying to kill him, so it's like he's briefly expecting something like that again.

But one thing that wonderful woman Michonne is always going to do is let Rick know, this is different. 🙌🏽

It's the very thing Rick told Carl the literal morning after he and Michonne first got together - where homeboy didn't even want to wait a few hours before reassuring his son that he and Michonne are gonna be long-term. (which I always am just fully amused by that whole 6.11 scene btw. from rick lowkey forgetting he's talking to his son by emphasizing, "it just happened," carl's reaction to seeing his dad in a tizzy, and judith's 'office' look in the camera. gold 😂. michonne's fam is the cutest, y'all)

And "this is different" has remained an accurate way to describe the elevated love Richonne has with each other.

Because see, now Rick isn't with a love in his life, he's with the love of his life. He's with the one (& only 👑). This is his unequivocal soulmate who will be by his side through any and everything. And I love that Michonne always manages to show Rick that he's met his match in a way he's never experienced before.

So thankfully Rick doesn’t have to ponder what this moment is about for long because Michonne quells any and all of those fears when she proceeds to kiss him with passion in an abundance. It’s utterly perfect. 😍😍😍

No words needed, and she still manages to say everything. I still love you. I still crave you. And I’m still with you was expressed loud and clear. 👏🏽

And Michonne really is such a commendable queen for doing this and making sure no wedge was created between her and her husband. This kiss really made any distance they had prior disappear, and it so beautifully let Rick know he is still cherished and appreciated by his wife.

He needed this moment more than he could probably even express. But of course, without even having to say it, Michonne knew this was needed because she always knows her man. 😊

This moment also feels like something she's been wanting to do since that fateful and scary night in the line-up where there were several times she could've lost him.

Like you know the fact that Rick is still with her and they're still alive, is something she's grateful for and doesn't take for granted. So she needed this moment too. And this kiss lets everyone know that while Negan may have nearly broken their spirits, he can never break their love.

The level of passion in this kiss is great for many reasons, but especially because you know after the lineup Rick and Michonne are now both so much more aware of how quickly things can go fatally wrong and how whenever you leave home and part ways you really could not make it back home to each other. It makes me think about how Glenn left ASZ just to quickly retrieve Daryl, but then he never returned to their home again. 😢

So as Rick prepares to go off on this run with Aaron, he and Michonne really kiss like it could be their last because that's an unfortunate possibility. (even though not too much of a possibility since they're the ones who live, amen. 😌)

And then my absolute favorite part of this kiss is when Rick so clearly gets fully immersed in this moment with Michonne and pulls her closer to him. I freaking LOVE that little gesture of him pulling her into him. 😍 It felt like it was Rick's turn to also let Michonne know - I still love you. I still crave you. I’m still with you.

Rick and Michonne just fit so perfectly together and I love the way they can always get lost in each other. Truly, in that moment for them, it felt like they were the only two in the world and all the other stuff didn’t matter. Their ability to be so present with each other is so special. 🥹

And she was already so close to him but the fact that he pulled her even closer...Magnets. And then whoever pointed out that Michonne kisses his top and bottom lip is a real one because I never noticed it before, but now it’s my other favorite part of this moment. 😋

They were really wild for this whole kiss, y'all. It feels great to be so spoiled. And we're Blessed with a capital B that this ship is literally everything we could dream of. 😌

This kiss is of course steamy and heavenly, but also it is just so powerful. For Rick and Michonne to be going through what they’re going through and feeling so differently about their current circumstances, it is so powerful that they close the gap rather than widen it. That they express authentic love for each other more than opposition.

This moment solidified that Richonne has what it takes to rise above anything and that even when they have entirely different opinions on a subject as big and serious as how to approach fighting for their lives and their people, they will still always be with each other. Wholly, Deeply, & Forever.

Again, I so appreciate that Richonne always chooses each other. And also this kiss was only our second time seeing them kiss like this since their canon ep, and man did they deliver. Like...

I’ve always felt that something so special about Richonne is that they are not like some TV couples who are more interesting in their pre-canon "Will They/Won't They" phase, and then when they finally do get together it doesn’t quite live up to all the steamy passion of their build-up.

With Rick and Michonne it’s a whole different story cuz moments like this kiss let us know that all that steamy passion and build-up was not only matched but topped when they were finally able to express the love they felt romantically. 

Also, when they lost Carl the following season, it was this kiss of life in s7 that I’d think about because I believe this is an illustration of what Michonne and Rick ultimately land on even amidst the toughest adversity. They land on love, which has proven true time and time again.

And as always their moments after the kiss are also profoundly passionate as they look into each other's eyes and then do their signature thing of leaning their heads against each other, truly almost as if finding their center with each other.

I love that they stay in this moment awhile, again with no words necessary to communicate how much they love and are with each other. 

They are the epitome of soulmates, and the way their love shined through in this quiet moment made that clear.

And then I love that Rick can’t help but express gratitude to Michonne for giving him his entire life with that kiss, so he fittingly says what he always finds a way to say to her, "thank you." The absolute cutest. 😊 You know Rick ain't been kissed like that ever before lol. Michonne has that man forever entranced, and I love to see it.

And the thing is, Rick has a special effect on Michonne too, cuz you can clearly see it in the way she looks at him as well.

In one kiss Michonne and Rick were able to breathe life into each other and quiet all the worry of them being on the rocks. They might still have big differences at this point, but nothing will ever be strong enough to divide them.

(that's why when I hear lines like say, "we are the strongest military on the planet" or "we're the last light of the world," or whatever, my only thought is - and yet you're still no match for Richonne. 💅🏽 Rick and Michonne Grimes prove they're the ones who live and the ones whose love is unstoppable every time. 👌🏽)

So it was a big deal for Richonne to have this moment in 7A. I appreciate that Michonne knew her man needed to be lifted up and reminded just who he is to her, and she did just that like only she can. And as the kiss went on, Rick let her know he felt just as strongly about her.

This important kiss shows that Rick and Michonne’s love is unbreakable, and I treasure this scene as such an undeniably powerful moment between them. I love their love, and I will adore this Kiss of Life for life. 😌

[elly99]

Minji's Playlist

Just a fun little challenge: include lyrics from each of the songs in Minji's playlist at least once in a story. Sorry if there's too much Korean. She chose a lot of Korean songs ><

"Your flight is tomorrow?!"

"Yeah, baby! I always send you my schedule in advance, silly."

"I know. It's just I... Time flies by so quickly. Thought I had more time with you. I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you, too, sweetie." She kisses your cheek, comforting you in the way she knows you love. "I know I always come and go but it's out of my control. Most of the time. But you know I always make time to see you when I can, right?"

Yes, you did know. Because here she was, at your place, spending time with you the night before leaving for Japan.

"I do. And I really appreciate that. I know it's hard for you."

"But it's even harder being away from you," she says, taking your hand with a loving smile. "I know you don't wanna be alone, baby, and I wish I could be there for you. All the time. I hate not being together, too. So I'll always try my hardest to be with you when I can."

"You're too sweet, Min. What did I do to deserve you?"

"What do you mean, babe? I could ask you the same thing."

"No way. You're the goddess here. I'm just... me."

"Well, you," she says as she boops your nose, "you light up my world like nobody else. You don't know you're beautiful and it's so cute."

"Ugh, Minjiii!" you scream into your hands as they instinctively come up to cover your face.

She giggles at how her words leave you in shambles. "I don't why you're being shy."

"Cuz I'm really not like you, babe. You're just... out there. Inhumanly beautiful."

"Oh, stop it!"

"No, really! Like whenever I see you my heart just... 내 마음 말랑해, you know? I go crazy just looking at you cuz, like, your face, bro. 네 모습 아주 그냥 아찔해. For real."

"에이 무슨 소리야?" She quickly stands up. "Come here. Come and dance with me. I want my arms about you. I need to tell you something."

Doing as you're told, you get up and walk timidly into her arms. She wraps them around your neck.

"Ok. Do you know what I'm about to tell you?"

"No..."

"Well, actually, it's more like a reminder. I'm gonna remind you of how I confessed to you."

Immediately you blush at the memory. You try to look down but she catches your forehead with hers.

"I'm right here, baby. Look at me."

Eye contact with Kim Minji this close for this long was impossible. You shut your eyes, blushing like mad.

"Do you remember what I said when I confessed to you?"

"How could I forget?"

"I'll never forget it either. Because I'd been planning it for weeks. I had all the words I wanted to say laid out in my head but when I stood in front of you to tell you, I was a huge mess. I still remember it all now."

She pulls you back and forth. There was no music other than the soft shuffling of your feet and the steady rhythm of your breaths.

"In my head I was like, 'Ok. Today's the day. 얼마나 기다렸던 날. I'm finally doing this.' Then when I called your name and you looked at me with that smile, I was just speechless. I asked myself, '나 원래 말도 잘하고 그런데 왜 이런지?' Then I realized it was because that smile, your smile... I fell in love with it. With you. With how beautiful you are and how you always make me happy. So I finally told you, 'Hey. I know this is sudden but I just wanted to say... You give me butterflies, you know? 널 보면 하트가 튀어나와. And at night 잠에 들려고 잠에 들려 해도, 네 생각에 또 새벽 세 시. So, basically, you're on my mind all the time and I think I...'"

"I love you."

She smiles. "Yeah, that's what I said."

"And that's what I'm saying to you now, babe."

She pulls you in for a hug. "I love you so much." When she pulls away she looks back at you and says, "I need to go now but I'll only be gone for a few days, ok? I know I can't always be here but when you miss me remember that you have my heart. 너만 알 수 있는 내 마음을."

Then she kisses you, gentle and delicate, just like the first time she said those three words. "And whenever it gets hard, remember that I love you. Our love is never gonna let us down."

[villainessxassassin]

Hello! I wanted to ask when will you be posting the part 2 of child!riddle x child! Reader? Because I am SUPPERR excited to read the next! Oh but if you're too tired for that at the moment, please take your time taking care of yourself^^

Ahhhhh I'm glad you're hyped for it! I panicked when I saw the date you sent this and I'm really sorry for making you wait this long😭, but to answer your question I'll be posting part 2 rightttt now!

How sweet (PART 2)

child!Riddle x child!reader

✧|: Riddle being salty cuz he doesn't want a babysitter tutor at home so he's really mean to you at first but then you start doing all these really nice things that makes Riddle want to cry in a good way and now he doesn't know what to do.

w: cute jealous riddle ahead, he wants to show you smthing but you're busy atm and it makes him sad :(, also a lil bit of angst but I make it fluffy in the end by shoving a tart down Riddle's throat/j (unless-)

༶•┈This will be part two (2/2?)

Riddle has made it his life's mission to get the message across that he just loathes your entire existence.

You hand him a handkerchief after he's done with his meal? He's offended you think he can't get one himself! In which he is perfectly capable of doing, but he let's you anyway with a small pout on his face as he receives the said cloth from you.

The small check-ins you do to make sure he's not overworking himself? Why, do you perhaps think you can catch him off guard when he doesn't notice? Hah! nice try, but he can see through your fake acts of concern! (as he says)

When you help him tidy up his things after your study sessions? You're just playing nice! trying to outdo him in everything no matter how small. What do you take him for? some sort of mindless bafoon? Why are you always trying to iritate him in the smallest of ways? Begone with you!

Riddle doesn't like being in the same airspace as you. It's suffocating, yet whenever you leave the room he can't help but hold his breath, looking up from his book from time to time to see what you're up to, but the moment you return, you'll find his brows knitted while trying to go back to the page he was on.

Right now, Riddle is once again plopped onto a stool, book in hand, as he recites the formula's that you helped him memorize for the upcoming test he'll have on monday.

"Hey, This one's a little confusing, do you mind if—" It takes him a moment to realize he was talking to complete thin air when he gets no reply in response to his question. "Where- oh." That's right, it was the weekends, meaning you didn't have to tutor him on these days, meaning he just assumed you were here with him when he's been alone the whole day studying.

Your presence really was leaving a big impression on the red head life, and before he even realises it he's been counting down the days to hours to how long until he see's you again.

"It's usually your mother that comes to greet me at the door. Perhaps you've been missing my presence which is why you're so eager?"

"What a delusional way of thinking, I just don't want to waste time with my mother's and your exchanges."

What nonsense am I spouting? He's become aware of the way he acts around you, how he's so much eager to learn when you're the one teaching him, how he's come to like listening to history lessons when it's your voice narrating the stories, how he's started to try harder when you give him praise for getting a question right.

He's already gotten so used that your attention was always on him that he forgets you're your own person sometimes.

There was a time where Riddle wanted to show you this new project he's been working on, he carried it all the way from his bedroom to the living room with a pep in his step and sparkles in his eyes, excited to show you his great creation!

"Y/n, remember that new project I was telling you about?" but once he arrived, your attention was on a book in your hand, flipping through the pages, perhaps too focused on the interesting plot to acknowledge the red head in the room.

"Sorry Riddle but can it wait? I'm getting to the really good part of the book and I'd like for there to be no distractions while I read."

"But—" Riddle chokes on his words, it dawns on him that he really was excited to show you his work, but when has he ever been this happy to have to show you of all people? the one person he should be hating for sharing the same air as?

He let's out a small apology, quickly retreating back to his room, project in hand. He closes the door with a sigh, he shouldn't be this disheartened, It's not like he made sure to include a few of the things you liked into his project, it's not like he had you in mind when making it. Of course you have other things aside from him that need your undevided attention, but in that very moment, Riddle had wished to yank that book out of your hand and toss it into the fireplace.

From your point of view however— you almost broke your facade, after you said those words and took a small peek from behind your book, you felt bad after seeing the smile on Riddle's face turn into a frown, it looked like a child getting rejected of the toy he wanted.

There were also other instances that made Riddle question what he was doing. Your job was to be a tutor for Riddle, but after all that work gets done you were back to being a regular kid free to do whatever you wanted. Riddle didn't have that kind of freedom, he was a student outside in school and inside his own home, but as time went on he didn't have anything to complain about for as long as he had you as his companion.

So this situation at hand has really left him conflicted with his feelings.

Usually after he's done answering, he'd have you check his papers for any mistakes, but to his suprise, instead of seeing you in your usual place by the living room, he see's you leaning by the window, to what seems to be you chatting with the kids from outside.

"Hey, why don't you play outside for awhile? It must be really boring being cooped up in there all day!" Giggles and laughter errupted as the kids coaxed you in to playing outside with them.

Riddle's breathing changed patterns, that familiar ringing in his ears returning once again. You wouldn't leave him just to play outside with some strangers right? Riddles eyes were searching, but what exactly is it that he wants from you? To listen to you reject their offer, to say that you'd prefer to be here with him instead? how childish

"Sure! but only on one condition." Whispers were shared as the kids nod in agreement, you didn't even think twice as you bolted outside, leaving Riddle standing in the middle of the room, papers crumpling under the grip of his small hands. You didn't even bother to let him know you were leaving.

He should have known, but in the end he never blamed you. He expected as much, after all he wasn't the very nicest to you either, but a part of him knew he was trying, trying to be a better person to you, for you. He was huddled up under the blankets, small whimpers leaving his mouth as he tried his hardest to not looked like a kicked puppy when you returned, but he couldn't help it. His feelings got hurt by his most favorite loathed person.

It wasn't long until he heard the closing of his bedroom door, and the errating breathing you let out, panting out heavy breathes, he hears the crumpling of a paper bag you set down on his bedside table.

"H-had fun with your new friends?" He was trying his hardest to keep a firm tone with you, that's how it would have turned out if not for how he was sniffling under the covers. You didn't respond, instead choosing to snatch the blanket and throw it over his head, revealing the hidden red head.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" He was beyond frustrated at this point. Couldn't he be vulnerable without you having to do that so aggressively?! his heart is already in tatters and he doesn't need the same done to his blanket.

But before he could scream his lungs out you pulled out the most amazing sight Riddle has ever laid eyes upon from the paper bag. He couldn't believe it, right there being held by your tiny hands on a plate was a strawberry tart, no imperfections and in perfect condition, being displayed right infront of his face.

"How..."

"I had to make a deal, and that was if I played for a bit with those kids outside, they'd give me a strawberry tart for joining them! Really sweet deal if you ask me, and in the end I kinda just ditched them once I got the tart, plus I know how happy you'd get once you've gotten a bite."

"You did this... for me?"

"Well, what other reason would I have done all that for?"

He really was crying now, tears of frustration and joy. You always managed to get his feelings all tangled up, but managed to untangle them in a way that left a warm feeling in his chest.

Ripping his heart out only to give it back mended by your delicate hands was a round a bout way to do it he supposes, but he wasn't gonna give you that amount of satisfaction so easily.

"I can't eat this, what would mother think if she see's me with this in my possessions?"

"Well I'll... tell her I forced you to eat it as punishment for not getting a question right!"

"Then you'd get punished."

"I already went out of my way to get this and give it to you, the least you can do is have a taste."

You give Riddle a pat on the head while feeding him the tart, helping him wipe away the tears that are still falling down his cheeks.

"...It's salty."

"Then stop crying! or else I'm shoving this whole tart down your throat!"

Who would have thought something so bitter ended up being the sweetest reward in the end. Indeed, how sweet that is.

[littledollll]

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Back with a request but not Agere :0 I know mad I have one of those to send next so don’t fret my love and how is your day going? Remember you’re so loved

Prompt~ so I feel like an angsty Larissa x reader fic based off the song “ceilings- Lizzy McApline” would be perfect. It goes on about how they wish to be with someone yet it’s not a real opportunity. They can’t be with them for some reason. I feel you could write that beautifully ~ shy anon🕊️

Lonely dreams

Larissa Weems x reader

A/n: im hanging in there babes, it’s lovely to see you here like always, I hope you enjoy. Idk how to do songlyric fics so I won’t cuz scary but I’ve actually had vivid daydreams about this song and this is how it goes. Requests are open

Warning: fluff, loss, grief.

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You had the perfect life. Everything you’ve ever dreamt of came true for you. Your dream job, the love of your life, that easy going, calm, day to day and you’ve always craved, you finally had it.

A safe routine that repeated every day, you and Larissa worked and lived together like you always wished. You’d wake up every morning with littered kisses all over your face, making you giggle and pout. Making breakfast together was probably the best part of your day, you and Larissa together in a spacious kitchen with everything you could possibly need for the perfect meal, it felt like those love story movies, when they’d show those baking montages filled with laughs and attacking eachother with food.

Walking hand in hand through the hallways made you feel so confident, having Larissa Weems proudly showing you to the world. She walked you to your class with a kiss on the very tip of your nose, making you giggle and turn away to compose yourself before you had to start class.

“I will see you at lunch, my love.” Something made you want to pull her back, to stop her from walking away and give you just another kiss. But you didn’t, instead letting her go, “Have a good day, Issa” you said, before running off to start class.

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You had this unsettling feeling running through your bones the whole morning, but it all went away when you met Larissa for lunch. Routine. Just like always, your pre-packed lunch that you made together the afternoon before, a conversation filled lunch or maybe just enjoying eachother in silence. A second to just breathe and be, you hugged and kissed so softly, so sweetly you never wanted to go back. It was a movie, it was your perfect life.

And the day went on, you’d come back to her office after class was over and wait the two hours she stayed extra working after you. You mostly bugged her to get out of the office and come home with you, occasionally you’d poke her for attention and get a quick kiss which made you feel giddy all over and sedated you for another few minutes before you inevitably poked her again.

You were resting against Larissa’s shoulder when she closed the computer and looked your way, a sweet smile on her face. “Okay darling, we can go now.”

Larissa’s warm and dazzling smile, was the most comforting thing on this planet, you couldn’t love anything more. It was contagious, whenever she smiled you couldn’t help but follow.

Tonight you’d order take out, every week twice a week, Routine. You’d always pick something new to try for the first time together, and you’d sit together on the couch with nothing but music playing in the background, the second you were done eating you were always the first to fall asleep.

Shuffling down to get confortable as you nuzzled into her chest with a pleased sigh, you could hear her calm heart beat, how her chest lightly moved up and down with every relaxed breath. Your perfect girl, the perfect movie life.

But you woke up, and it was over. The fresh memory of her funeral as if it had been just yesterday. A year, a whole year. And your mind refused to give in to the idea, that was it. She’s gone forever.

There was no such thing as her soft lips waking you up every morning, you didn’t laugh and dance every morning with breakfast, you walked alone through the halls of this now so monotone school, you ate lunch at your desk with nobody but yourself, and you went straight home after school. Losing yourself in daydreams of seeing her again, until you cried yourself to sleep, all to repeat again the next day, routine.

You were harshly slapped by reality each morning. You woke up. And that was it, the end of your perfect movie.

[thesimpsbasement]

Happy New Year! Prompt 17 w/ Edgeworth and g/n reader (for the event)

•Prompt #17:“I feel your absence in everything that i do alone in every place i go without you”

•Reader is gender neutral

•Tags/warnings:husband Edgeworth cuz we love that,fluff

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Being in a relationship with the chief prosecutor was a lonely one for both parties.As much as he hates it,Edgeworth often finds himself engrossed in his work and rarely has any time to spend time with you.You completely understand so to make him feel less guilty you try to visit his office whenever you aren't busy yourself and you two would stay together in comfortable silence as you two did your thing. However that silence isn't so comfortable when you're alone

Edgeworth has been invited overseas as a representative of Japan/America(didn't know which one to pick lmao) so he would be gone for a couple of weeks and dear lord was it painful. Whenever you came home,the house was empty and quiet which made you miss him even more, however you weren't the only one feeling hollow inside. Edgeworth always had the feeling something was missing during his whole trip,he knew that he brought everything he needed,or well everything he could bring.Oh how he wished he took you with him.If you were there this trip would've been bearable. But alas he sighed as he sat on the bed in the hotel he was staying in, he looked over to the nightstand and saw his phone,it was almost a ritual to him, every night before going to bed he made sure to call you. Oh how he missed hearing your voice,missed hearing your stories and silly events that happened either at work or with friends. He definitely knew that he'd plan something extra fancy just for the two of you when he'll arrive home.

And said day of arriving came.A day before leaving for home,Edgeworth called you to let you know he'll be back the next day and oh boy were you excited. You knew he'd be coming late so you made sure to stay up late to greet him; however that didn't really work out. You were in the living room watching TV while waiting for your darling husband.While staring blankly at the screen you could feel your eyes dropping.You didn't really have energy to fight off the sleep in your eyes much to your dismay and eventually you fell asleep on the couch.

A couple hours later,there was shuffling at the door and then a click.Edgeworth opened the door to your home ,turning to close it " I'm home" he called out but he didn't get a reply,weird he remembered you sounding like a giddy kid finally getting the candy he wanted when he told you he'll be home soon.After taking off his coat he first went to the living room,hearing the TV playing,maybe you didn't hear him?Upon entering the room the first thing he noticed was your peaceful face as you slept. He chuckled as he walked towards you and crouched to the level of the sofa.He gently placed a hand on your cheek caressing it lightly to not wake up,however that didn't really work as you stirred and eventually opened your eyes."Edgeworth!" You yell surprised ,you didn't expect to wake up to his face close to yours." Yes my dear I'm here" he simply says continuing to do his previous actions.You quickly got up and hugged him." You have no idea how much I've missed you" You say ,arms wrapped around his shoulders." Mhm me too darling I could feel your absence in everything that i do alone in every place i go without you” he says pulling away from the hug to give your forehead a kiss. " Awe you missed me that much?" You teased " Hmph says the one that ended up falling asleep while waiting for my return" he teased back,his hand now holding yours when you also pulled away from the hug. Edgeworth's thumb rubbed against your knuckles, mainly over the ring on your ring finger.He always found himself looking at it often.Taking your hand to his lips,he left a feather light kiss on your knuckles. He turned back to you with a fond smile on his face" You don't have the faintest clue how tiring it was without you around" he sighs feeling content " Tell me about it " you say knowing that the trip gave him more headaches than the witnesses in courtrooms." I will but first let's get you to bed,I've been dying to hold my love in my arms again after all" he says getting up from his crouched position,you mimicking his actions.

After getting changed into someone.Before more comfortable you two laid down is bed,Edgeworth's head resting against the crook of your neck,loosely wrapping his arms around you. He began telling you stories about his trip but his little story hour didn't last long because you both ended up falling asleep, but that was ok with Edgeworth,he's finally back to you at that's all that matters.

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(( sorry this took so long I've been busy with irl stuff but I hope you enjoy!

[monaownsmyass]

Reunion

Book: Ride-or-Die (2)

Pairing: Mona x MC (Ellie Wheeler)

Genre: ANGST (and just some general fluff)

Rating: PG13, Mona has a colourful vocabulary

Word Count: 3,930

A/N: So since we now know what was supposed to happen in Book 2, I HAD to write Mona reuniting with MC again for the first time in 5 years. The idea of them seeing each other after so long, the tension, mhmm! Since I'm working with the bare bones, I'm only guessing how most of the plot was suppose to go down. So if there's any plot holes in my own story, just ignore it :3

I never thought I'd be posting a fic again. And yet, here I am, years later writing for Mona cuz we were ROBBED of Book 2. I feel like I've come full circle cuz my very first fic was for Mona and I'm pretty sure this is gonna be my last. At least for a while. The last fic I posted was the last time I think I properly wrote anything so forgive me if I'm rusty, but anything for my baby Mona <3 Lmk whatcha think of this fic!

Ellie stared unblinkingly at the still face looking back at her from the screen. Her jaw clenched as her mind raced. Five years, it's been five years since she had seen her, five years since she's heard anything about her and there she was. And tomorrow, if everything goes to plan, she'll be right in front of Ellie. She'll actually be there, with her in the same physical space and not the one she had shared with her in her mind over the past half decade.

Just the thought alone was enough to make Ellie want to throw up, either from excitement or nervousness or both, she wasn't sure. All she knew was that she had been imagining this moment constantly ever since she last saw her. Ellie always thought about what she would say, what she would do, but she could never quite figure out what that would be. And for the longest time, she thought it wouldn't matter. She thought she would never see her again.

Until now, that is.

Ellie inhaled deeply and let out a shaky breath, trying to get her thoughts in order. But she never seemed to be able to whenever she looked into those sly brown eyes and at that infuriating smirk on that gorgeous face. It was no different now, apparently.

She slammed her laptop shut. She'll worry about it when she's there.

~.~

Ellie was hyperaware of everything around her. The heat emanating from her coffee into her palms, the espresso machine whirring, the music in the background, the grains of the wooden table.

Suddenly, she heard the shop doorbell ring and her heart fell to her stomach.

She just knew.

Ellie didn't turn to look, she just couldn't bear the weight of it. Instead, she heard, she felt.

She heard the familiar footsteps of boots walking towards her that awoke distant memories. She felt her eyes shut on its own accord. She heard a soft sound of curiosity coming from where the footsteps had stopped. She felt her heart drumming so hard in her chest, she could hear it in her ears. She felt a presence looming over her. She heard a hand slap against the metal backing of the chair across from her.

And then nothing.

Ellie slowly opened her eyes and gulped. When did her throat get so dry?

The first thing she saw was a perfectly manicured hand gripping the chair in front of her that lead up to a familiar fully tattooed arm. She forced her gaze upwards, finding it exceedingly difficult, feeling as if she was fighting against an invisible force, as if the more she dare to look up, the more her own eyes were denying her.

She took in the other hand resting against the waistband of dark pants. She noticed a black tank top covered by a black leather jacket and the way the necklaces worn rested against it. Her breath hitched and her heart stopped when her gaze finally met the one of the woman she had been dreaming of for 5 years now.

And goddamn, was she just as stunning as Ellie had remembered, even more so maybe.

"Mona," she softly breath out as if she was hoping it was true. The name sounded foreign yet familiar against her lips. Oh, how she had missed saying that name.

There Mona was, a hand on her hip and the other propping herself up by the chair, a brow raised and the corner of her lips quirked upwards, as if fighting a smile back. Her pretty brown eyes gazed down deeply into Ellie's and Ellie felt as if she was losing an unspoken uphill battle.

"Well, well, well," Mona whispered and Ellie nearly laughed in relief at being able to listen to her voice again. It was surreal. "If it isn't Ellie fucking Wheeler. Hello, princess."

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The entire situation was so overwhelming for Ellie, she didn't know what to do with herself. She was between a constant push and pull state of fidgety and paralyzed. It was like a dream and a nightmare come true and Ellie wasn't even sure if she wanted to be woken up if it was one.

But it wasn't, and Ellie still wasn't sure what she'd say or do now that she was face to face with the woman that had been haunting her thoughts since she met her.

Ellie took in Mona who was now sitting opposite her. She was leaned back with her arms crossed and her lips pursed. Everything about her posture would suggest to Ellie that Mona was being standoffish. The only thing that was making her second guess herself were those damn eyes. Mona made no effort to hide the fact that her eyes were blatantly flickering up and down Ellie's form. They finally settled back on Ellie's and she swore she saw Mona's gaze soften just the tiniest bit. Ellie had no clue if she was assessing her as well or checking her out.

Despite her many psychology classes on body language and facial expressions, she still couldn't read Mona. She never had been able to. It was something that Ellie had appreciated every now and then, she liked that Mona kept her on her toes. But now wasn't one of those times.

"I didn't think you'd come," Ellie blurted out and finally broke the silence, not being able to stand the way Mona was looking at her anymore.

Mona cocked an eyebrow at her and shrugged a little. "It's not everyday I get a letter from a girl I took a bullet for 5 years ago. Had to see for myself." Ellie had no idea how to respond but she didn't need to because almost immediately after, Mona leaned in forward and glowered at her. "How did you find me?"

Mona was so near, Ellie could smell her perfume and she'd be lying if she said it didn't make her a bit heady. Ellie leaned back into her chair, feeling the need to put some space between the two of them. She saw the corners of Mona's lips twitch in a flash as she did.

Unlike Ellie, Mona always could've read Ellie very much easily, probably even a bit too easily.

Ellie shut her eyes tight, trying to think of an easy, gentle way to break the news to Mona. There was no easy, gentle way.

"Look, Mona," she sighed and looked up at her. "I was hoping to warm you up a little before I jump into it but since you asked...," Ellie drifted off and paused for a moment to try and figure out the best way to phrase her next sentence. "I'm working with the FBI and I need your help."

Just as Ellie had predicted, Mona was mad. Her hands gripped the armrests of her chair and leaned in even closer to Ellie, her eyes wide in disbelief.

"What the fuck, Ellie?!" Mona whispered angrily, her voice low. "If you're working with the cops, then you know that I fucking broke out of prison, right? You're basically leading them back to me!"

"Mona, listen," Ellie leaned forward and placed a hand on Mona's, not knowing how else to reassure her. It was a mistake, Ellie's breath hitched being so close to her. Both their eyes flickered down at their hands before meeting each other's again. Mona jaw unclenched just the slightest bit and didn't pull away so Ellie continued. "They agreed to clear your remaining offenses and even your criminal record if you cooperate with them."

Mona finally pulled her hand away and she folded her arms again, leaning back into her seat. Ellie leaned back as well, thankful for a way out. She knew she was on the verge of doing something stupid.

Mona considered what Ellie had told her. "What makes you think I want that? If you're working for the pigs you'd know that I'm still involved."

"I'm working with them, not for them," Ellie corrected. "And from what rumors I heard, your current situation is more of a necessity than a want, it's transactional."

Ellie looked at Mona expectantly. If she was honest, she was hoping Mona would fill in the gaps for her because that was all she knew. She hadn't gotten any details. Instead, Mona asked, "Why are you working with them, anyway?"

"There's a heist crew that Logan was in that obtained list of important informants and the FBI thinks I can help 'cuz I have ties with him."

"And where do I fit into this?" Mona questioned, unamused.

"Your current... involvement... appears to have connections to them, so we need your help to gather intel," Ellie put it plainly, no point sugarcoating it and wrapping it up in a pretty bow, especially since she knew Mona would appreciate the directness more.

"Hm," Mona squinted at Ellie and Ellie tried her best to maintain composure which was proving to be very hard in Mona's presence. "Very bold of you to assume I'd risk my neck by going behind the backs of one of the most dangerous crime families just to helps out a bunch of cops. Very stupid, but very bold too. I'm not sure if I'm impressed or disappointed."

Ellie couldn't help but grin. It was the most Mona-like thing she had said and just for a little while, it felt like old times. She decided to push her luck a little further. "Can you... is it okay if you explain to me why you're with them?"

Mona glared at Ellie and then let out a huff, running her fingers through her hair, clearly frustrated. Ellie just watched in silence, unsure what to make of it.

"After all this time and you still can make me want to talk, it's embarrassing," she mumbled and Ellie had to strain to listen to her. Ellie felt her heartbeat start to pick up again at Mona's words. "I'll make it quick. Escaped prison, cops chased, crime family protect, work for them, safe from cops." She gestured with her hand lazily, explaining with complete disinterest as if she's told this story a million times which was ironic since this was probably the first time she told this to anyone.

"Well, think about it this way," Ellie had offered in response after taking some time to ponder. "If you help the FBI, you'll help bust them and clear your offenses, which means you'll be free, Mona."

Ellie could practically see the gears turning in Mona's head, or more like, she could practically see her weighing out the pros and cons on a scale. Mona's eyes flitted from staring at her table up to meet Ellie's and Ellie forced herself not too look away, daring to challenge Mona to accept her offer.

Mona sighed and unfolded her arms to gesture with her hands. "It's a very tempting offer, believe me."

"But?"

"But there's a reason they're the biggest crime family," Mona said in a hushed yet hurried tone. "If they haven't gotten caught for this long, I doubt me throwing a wrench in their plans and schemes would do jackshit!"

Mona was frustrated, but Ellie could tell it was more so about her situation than at Ellie which kept Ellie at least a little calm for now.

"Not to mention, law enforcement fucking sucks, I don't exactly trust them to catch every single member."

Mona's eyebrows furrowed and her lips were set in a displeased line, the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth prominent with her scowling. Ellie found herself missing it.

"I know, I know you're not their biggest fan and I know what I'm asking of you-"

"NO!" Mona slammed her palm against the table, not loud enough to attract unwanted attention but that didn't stop Ellie from jumping in her seat at her sudden outburst. "I don't think you realise exactly what you're asking me to do, princess," she spat out the nickname venomously and Ellie fought hard not to flinch.

"Mona-"

"Listen, I took a bullet for you, I went to fucking prison for you. You get in touch with me again after all this years only to ask me to die for you." Mona paused and closed her eyes, exhaling slowly. Ellie watched in silence for a moment, her heart beating a mile a minute in realisation.

"You're right, I didn't think of it like that, I'm sorry." Mona snorted but Ellie continued. "But that's not the only reason I wanted to get in touch with you, I promise."

Mona opened her eyes and looked at Ellie. Ellie could sense she was trying to read her expression, decide if she was being sincere. She was.

It was quiet for a moment.

Mona crossed her legs at the knees and leaned forward. Ellie could see the anger in her expression dissipate into subtle smugness. Mona whispered, "What's the other reason then?"

There it was. Ellie knew Mona knew just from the slight pull of her upper lip and the way she was gazing at her with such intent. Over the past 5 years, Ellie had so much she wanted to say to Mona. Far too much to condense into a one sentence answer, but she tried anyway by saying, "I missed you, Mona."

"After all this time, and you still haven't learnt to save yourself." Mona let out a short, soft chuckle and shook her head. She stood up and tugged at the collars of her jacket, fixing it before shoving her hands in her pockets and turning around.

"Where are you going?" Ellie stood up in alarm, dumbfounded by Mona's actions.

Mona turned to face Ellie again, shrugging slightly. "I have to go, I came here on borrowed time."

"Will you consider it? At least?" Ellie was pleading at this point, but mostly because she knew if Mona said no, this would be the last time she saw her. She was very desperate for it to not be.

"I'll find you," Mona said and started to walk away again.

Ellie sighed softly, relieved that she's got Mona's word that she'll at least hear from her. But Ellie couldn't help herself, she had to ask, she had to know.

"Did you miss me?"

Mona stopped and and turned her head to the side to quickly glance at Ellie at the corner of her eye over her shoulder. She faced head on again and exhaled, as if the question itself exhausted her.

"I haven't learnt either. If I did, I wouldn't be here."

Mona walked away and left Ellie standing there speechless, mind and heart racing.

~~TIME CUT~~

Ellie looked around cautiously as she walked down the dingy back alley. Only a singular, dim streetlamp illuminated the street. Every small sound or movement caused Ellie to whip her head around in it's direction.

Leave it to Mona to pick the most unsavoury, suspicious place at the darkest hour of the night to want to meet up.

All of a sudden, she spotted a car headed in her direction. The headlights so bright, it temporarily blinded Ellie. She would've ran if she didn't catch a glimpse of the familiar purple of the car in the midst of being rendered sightless.

The car stopped right beside her and the door popped open to reveal Mona looking expectedly at her.

"Well, c'mon, get in."

"Mona! You still have your car?"

She rolled her eyes. "Questions later, get in now."

Ellie silently obeyed. As soon as she slammed the door shut, Mona sped off, leaving Ellie clumsily grabbling for her seatbelt. She managed to click it into place before turning to Mona who had a smirk on her face.

Mona looked at ease as always behind the wheel. Leaned back in her seat with one hand on the steering and the other on the shift stick, Mona was definitely in her element. And definitely looked hotter driving than Ellie remembered.

"Not used to the speed anymore, princess?"

"It's been a while," Ellie reminded and looked out the passenger's window, watching the buildings whip past them. "Some things never change though."

Mona drove in silence, not even humming along to the hip-hop music she had playing on the radio. Ellie cleared her throat and decided to speak up. "So, are you accepting the offer?"

"We'll talk later." Mona looked at Ellie briefly before averting her eyes back on the road.

Ellie looked around outside, roughly recognising their surroundings but not exactly being able to place her finger on it.

"Mona, where are we going?"

"You don't remember?" Mona quirked an eyebrow at her as they pull into an open area where a bunch of cars were parked. A video was projected onto a huge display screen right at the front. Ellie's eyes lit up in realisation.

"The drive-in theatre! The one we came to with Mercy Park Crew!"

"The one and only," Mona confirmed as she put her car into park and pulled the hand break up. "Literally."

She pulled the lever of her chair and leaned so far back, she was almost laying down. She raised both hands behind her head and stared at the projection in front of them.

Bewildered at Mona, Ellie's brows furrowed in confusion as she looked at her. "What are you doing? What are we doing?"

"We're watching a movie, duh," Mona replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Mona was being difficult, Ellie had enough experience with her to at least know that. And lucky for her, she also had enough experience to know how to annoy Mona into talking.

Mustering up the most gushy and enthusiastic voice she could, she said, "Aww, Monaaaa!" Ellie grabbed Mona's knee and Mona looked at her, with both brows raised, clearly confused and maybe even looking a little weirded out by her sudden change in tone. "If you wanted to take me on a date you could've just said so!"

"Pft! A date?" Mona sputtered, taken aback. "You wish, princess."

"What is it then? Are you feeling sentimental?" Ellie cooed and Mona lightly slapped her hand away, the one that was on her knee.

"Hah! Definitely not."

"It's okay if you are, it's actually so cute of you."

Mona gasped and sat up straight as if it was the most offensive thing to mankind.

"I am not cute," she glared at Ellie and Ellie fought hard to hide her bubbling laughter.

"Then what is it?"

"Fine!" Mona threw her hands up in defeat. "I just wanted to relax before we got down to business but since this is so much more stressful let's just talk now." Mona leaned back against her seat and motioned Ellie to copy her seat position.

Ellie smiled to herself as she adjusted her seat lever. "Why are we leaning back?"

"'Cuz it's less suspicious. Also it's more comfortable."

"So," Ellie turned to face Mona. "Why are we here?"

"Because, we needed a private place to talk in public at 9 p.m. and this was what I thought of. They have eyes and ears everywhere, this is the safest bet." Mona looked at Ellie. "I need to know the exact terms of this agreement before I give my answer."

"Yes, yes, of course," Ellie replied eagerly, hopefully that Mona was considering the offer.

"I will be exempted for all my crimes, correct?"

"Yes."

"And my record will be a clean slate?"

Ellie nodded.

"The leak must be anonymous, the gang won't know the mole was me. And I don't want the FBI to be tailing my every move either."

"Okay, that can be done."

"While working with them, I want the FBI's word that I'm under their protection and I get full immunity. I know it'll get messy. I need all of it in writing."

Ellie saw a flicker of emotions pass Mona's face. They both knew how dangerous this proposition was for Mona. Ellie gentle placed her hand on Mona's thigh and Mona stiffen at the soft contact, not daring to even look at it.

"I'll be with you the whole way, Mona. I promise, I-"

"Don't," Mona interrupted, sounding pained almost. "How many times must I tell you. We don't do promises, we don't do loyalty. It's each man for themselves, if you need to run, you run."

Ellie was quiet, letting out a shaky breath and squeezing Mona's thigh. Mona finally looked down at the contact and winced as if she was hurt, as if she could tell what Ellie was going to say next.

"And yet, you're still here."

Mona stared deep into Ellie's eyes, her gaze so intense it was hypnotising.

"I'll do it," Mona said softly. "I'm in."

Relief washed over her. Ellie smiled a little a nodded. As she did, a strand of hair came loose and fell in her face. As if on reflex, Mona's hand came up to brush the hair away, tucking it behind Ellie's ear. The gentle touch of Mona's fingers against her face made her sigh in contentment. Ellie had missed Mona's touch so much, she thought she could cry. It felt like an oasis after years of being parched.

Ellie thought Mona would pull her hand away, but she didn't. Instead, she let it rest on Ellie's cheek. Mona's warm hand cupped Ellie's cheek and Ellie leaned into it. She closed her eyes, reveling in the comfort and familiarity of it after 5 years. She moved her hand that was resting on Mona's thigh up her wrist, holding Mona's hand there, afraid Mona will move, afraid of missing the contact. But she didn't move. Instead, she whispered her name.

"Ellie."

Ellie's name coming out of Mona's mouth sounded so intimate, so precious. Ellie opened her eyes and her heart skipped a beat when she saw Mona staring back at her. She had never seen Mona look at her like that before. She looked soft, conflicted, as if she was fighting back. Ellie's lips parted and she noticed Mona's gaze look down at her mouth.

"Mona."

Ellie breathe her name out slowly, a praise, a hope, a gift. Silently wishing Mona would do what she'd been dreaming of for the past half decade. She was so close to getting what she wanted- no, what she needed. The touch, the gaze, the shallow breathes, it was all too much to handle. Ellie was ready to burst out of her skin, it was all too overwhelming.

"Fuck," Mona cursed, her resolve crumbling. She leaned into Ellie while pulling her closer as well. Their lips met halfway in a gasp and Ellie arms immediately wrapped around Mona's neck, her fingers playing with the baby hair on the nape of her neck. Mona moved her free arm around Ellie's waist and securely held her close.

Ellie could help but whimper at how good it felt to be in Mona's arms again, to be kissing her and holding her and savouring her. She had waited years to be able to do this again and it was beyond what she had hoped. She had forgotten how good Mona felt, she almost laughed at how she ever wondered why no one else could make her feel even a fraction of what Mona did. How could they when Mona made her feel like this.

Their lips moved in tandem and their grips on each other tightened. Even though Ellie had been waiting for so long for this, it was hard to believe any time had even passed between them with how in sync they were with each other.

Mona moaned softly into Ellie's mouth when she grabbed Mona's hair in her fist. Mona reluctantly pulled away and rested her forehead against Ellie's. Their hold on each other never ceasing as they tried to catch their breath.

Ellie felt delirious, she thought she would ascend at any moment. Mona softly brushed her thumb against her cheek. Ellie hummed softly at the touch and turned just the slightest bit to kiss the palm of Mona's hand. Mona sighed.

"I can't believe I'm still here."

[youredreamingofroo]

📩 Simblr question of the day: What are some of your favorite behind-the-scene screenshots? I'm throwing this out to gameplayers, storytellers, renderers and the like :)

thank you anon!! 🫶🫶

this question is from the @simblr-question-of-the-day blog, check em out if you haven't :)

I'm gonna throw in mostly blender (and GIMP) BTS screenshots cuz i dont really have anymore BTS screenshots from sims 4 LMAO (I also ended up throwing outtakes in at the end :))

putting them under the cut cuz theres A LOT 😭

the full body (and prototype) pose of the Nirvana x Vanella post

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"you got any games on yo phone"

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A wip that i never finished,,, but nirvana being hot and seggsy as always (I wish i was that skeleton...)

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I learned how to do text in blender for the first time

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If you ever wanted to know what the BTS for that last scene in the Wake up Roo post looked like, here you go LMAOO

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not much to say about this one, i think it speaks for itself

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whenever I'm doing stuff on GIMP that involves layer modes, I like to go thru pretty much every single mode to see what looks good and sometimes i get fucking flashbanged 😐 (i also usually edit in the dark... so its literally like a flashbang for me)

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And for funsies, here's some outtakes that I rendered and may have edited that I never shared :D

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if you remember my international womens day post, there was this scene, and while it looks similar, this one is actually darker and is supposed to focus more on Nanel's hand placement :) I didnt go with it cuz iirc it didnt look right next to the other panels, but it is very pretty!

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From my emotions/feelings post, this was gonna be the one I used for Roo, but because of the lighting it looks like his mouth is open and not him just showing his teeth in frustration (which was the intent), so I changed it to be closed

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I think you can instantly see something is off with Kyneva's eyes... 😭😭 The lighting made her eyelashes look weird so I had to adjust the lighting to be more central (lots of lighting issues with these panels...)

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So like the others, the lighting was just too dark and I had to add a brighter light 🙃

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As an introduction of the "story" name for Roo and Leo, I was gonna do a post (which is why I learned to make text in blender) where Roo talks about the significance of the word "Hiraeth" in his life, which is that uhhh he learned Hiraeth from Leo lmao. But now he feels "Hiraeth" for Leo essentially. I still like the idea but for some reason I just haven't vibed with the scene and just haven't been motivated to go back and make that scene now esp. since I've introduced the story name now

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I was gonna do a short sequence in the Obsession Desperation post where Leo checks his phone and sees the notifs of Roo texting him, but figured it didn't fit the rest of the post and veto'd it :) But I'm planning/thinking of doing a post where it's Leo's POV/Side-of-things

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OKAYY finally the last one LMAOO This one i've shared before and is still an outtake, but i just love it so much I wish i could just shove it into peoples faces like its a cake. Only reason I didnt use this is bc I didn't have any dialogue that fit this panel and it didnt really fit in with the rest of the panels (this was for the Inner Child post btw), maybe I'll use it in a diff post one day <:P

[welcometojackass2022]

love when he simps for me in very subtle ways. one night I was messing around with his fingers and playing with his hands and I made a passing remark about painting his fingernails and he INSTANTLY was like “you could if you wanted to” while making full eye contact even though he’s never worn anything like that and dresses VERY casually. The night I got close to his face to look at his eyes he immediately got all flustered and giggly even though it was his idea. That same night, he was showing me something on his phone and I accidentally touched his hands while I was trying to hold the phone and he let his hands linger there for like 20 seconds before pulling away. We go out ANYWHERE together and this man who is SO smart and usually SO casually confident will say or do something so dumb when ordering food or asking for directions and then subtly peek over his shoulder to make sure I didn’t notice (sorry sweetie, I DID see you try to insert your debit card into the chip reader on the side without a chip).

Anytime we hang out together he stares at me the whole time, and when we randomly see each other around campus he immediately stops to talk to me even though he’s usually in a rush and he gets this big goofy grin and doesn’t take his eyes off me for a single second while we talk and then keeps looking back to add more to the conversation even while I’m walking away. He gets more visibly nervous around me than anyone else I’ve ever seen. If I mention a preference I have (not liking certain cars, not liking men who use 5-in-1) he’ll immediately ask for clarification to see if he fits my preference or not, and once took me over to his car and gave me a full tour and asked what I thought in terms of “vibes”. He laughs louder at my jokes than anyone else even though half the time they’re not that funny, and he tries to make me laugh so much even though when I met him he wasn’t particularly funny or comedic. He stands very close to me when we talk and isn’t afraid to talk loudly, like he doesn’t care if everyone hears the way we talk to each other.

Whenever we hug, he puts down whatever he’s holding and hugs me SO tight, and if he’s the one initiating it he asks for permission first. He always lingers at the end of conversations and never lets me go without saying goodnight. Once I caught him staring at me with a smile on his face for like 15 seconds when he thought I couldn’t see him. I wear a skirt and he short-circuits and acts even more nervous than usual. He asks me about insects a lot even though he doesn’t like them because he knows I love them and love to talk about them, and he points them out whenever he sees them so I can go over and look. He once told me he thought I was an entomologist at heart and it was the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said :) he always asks me how my day is going and actually wants to know, and he remembers literally EVERY detail I have ever told him, even old stories. He gets excited to show that he remembers this stuff too. He wants me to know he remembers.

He also rearranges his extremely busy schedule for me in a way he never does for anyone else. He’ll have a meeting or a class he REALLY needs to get but will stop to talk to me for so long that I have to TELL him to go so he won’t be late and get in trouble. He usually goes to bed quite early and has early classes but has hung out with me until 1am completely of his own volition just because he wanted to. He barely ever has free time cuz he’s always working or studying or at meetings but if I ask him to get dinner with me he drops everything to come, even if I tell him it’s fine if he’s too busy, and whenever he has to reschedule, he always reschedules for the very next day cuz he genuinely wants to see me. He doesn’t have social media and doesn’t like texting much but tries to respond to my texts right away, even when he’s busy, and always at least leaves a heart on my text if he can’t do anything else. If anything good happens in his life, he immediately tells me about it. Anything bad? Still immediately tells me about it. I’ve never had a boy confide in me this much, it’s so fucking sweet.

Also he gets so concerned about my health and safety that it’s actually adorable. I lost my pepper spray and he made me take his before I left his apartment. If I don’t eat much when we’re out he gets concerned and asks me to try and eat a little more. He’s told me straight up he wants me to cause as much pain as possible to any guy that tries to assault me. He sent me pictures of his adorable dogs to make me feel better when I got sick over the summer, and sends me dog pics in general cuz he knows I love his dogs. And when I got to meet them he was so sweet and was showing me all their favorite toys and kept telling them to be gentle with me in the cutest voice EVER and got a cute picture of me with one of his dogs in his lap and it was the first picture he’s taken of me and I KNOW he kept it :)))

Also the other night we hung out in a public space til 1am and had SO MANY people pass by us and yell about how cute we were or ask if we were on a date and he never denied it or got mad, just giggled and got flustered like I did. Fuck I love this boy. This cannot be platonic, right??? He’s gotta like me too, right??

[hellfireconfessions]

since everyone is confessing their stories and their experience on hellfire, after abit of messing around and laughing at the sheer stupidity of some of these groomers im gonna tell EVERYONE what only a very very small handful of hellfire knows about.

Enviosa, as alot of older members know me and her 'dated' for a little bit, this relationship lasted around 6 months and some people found our relationship cute and super loving which was infact not what was happening, at first i thought it was love at first meet and her seemed to naturally keep finding eachother in game and eventually became friends and now that i look back on it i just feel like i was preyed upon and targeted. i was and am a VERY mentally unstable person i struggle with a multitude of mental disorders and i will admit i was at my lowest point when i met enviosa. at first she gave me all the attention and love i had always craved as a love deprived kid i grew up in a very troubled household and the only way i could ever receive any sort of 'validation' was simply me being groomed by older men online, and of course history repeats itself.

enviosa love bombed me completely trapping me, at first i thought we were simply affectionate friends giving eachother the attention and love we both wanted and needed but i quickly learned i was being stringed along into a very serious relationship being completely wrapped around her finger i did whatever she wanted i did whatever i could to please her and keep her i will admit, my behaviors were toxic but i was extremely mentally troubled 14 yr old and im expected to be the perfect lover? she was 17 going onto 18 she knew the maturity difference she knew what she was doing there is no excuse.

with my toxic traits came extreme jealousy that i still struggle with, i would begin to get to angry my vision would quite literally go white from pure jealousy i remember physically puking from it causing me to lash out at my friends by distancing myself from everyone i knew, i was no longer a member of hellfire i was entirely dedicated to enviosa and her needs and wants and she js happened to play on hellfire.

whenever my jealousy would get bad and i would send her sad paragraphs about how i was feeling actively communicating in a healthy manner instead of trying to help me and find solutions and listen to me i was simply guilt tripped and basically told i was "wrong" and would end up with me apologising for communicating how i felt.

when some close friends found out about our age gap i began to lie and tell people i was 15 turning 16 and it turns out enviosa was already telling people i was 15 turning 16 before i even started doing it, we had literaly conversations about how she wouldnt be able to "touch me for a couple years" once she turned 18 and mentioned "well you consent to everything i say and do" im legally UNABLE to consent? hello?

lets not forget reese, me and envi were having a rough patch (again) and she was either actively STREAMING our conversation to HER FRIENDS a very PRIVATE conversation which was once again about my horrible issues with jealousy and in the midst of believing i was about to lose the 'love of my life' i began to receive very hateful and genuinely horrible dms from reese + another person i will not name. i will be honest and admit enviosa manipulated all three of us making me out to be some monster so i do not entirely blame their actions but they are still accountable for what they said and did.

i would LOVE to also mention how obsessive she was with me communicating how i always had to communicate how i felt and what was making me feel like that ect ect but they would NEVER EVER communicate how they felt till it was the breaking point and would get mad at me cuz she needed space and to js leave her alone perhaps tell me? just mayybbee tell me instead of using INGAME BODY LANGUAGE to tell u how u feel LMAO, in the end of our relationship they began to just treat me like i was nobody the affection was suddenly gone and she was super dry with me i would write literally PARAGRAPHS abt how i feel like our relationship is dying and i feel like u dont care abt me anymore and wanna know what i was met with?? "ok lol…well i do so idk what u want me to do??" she couldnt make time to atleast tell me shes busy or lmk like "hey im gonna be doing this" and would js bascially make me feel bad for missing her.

!!!MASSIVE TW!!! At the end of it all she was super sudden and said i would never listen to her when she voiced her concerns, she was complaining abt things i had done the ENTIRE relationship so i didnt fully understand why and would often forget these things that bugged her and i will admit, it was toxic on my part. she had me begging and begging since it was just a "break" and not an actual break up and she practically led me on as i would ask her if there was still a chance and all i got was "idk" then claimed she didnt wanna say yes cuz she didnt wanna give me false hope as if a idk isnt giving me false hope? after i met my current best friend who was previously wrapped around her finger like reese and i were, she helped me come to the realization that SHE was the problem and not me being and it sent me into a rage, being an angry teen i sent her a longg text abt how this was all her fault and a lot of not so nice things

which i understand wasnt very mature and was toxic but i was once again guilt tripped as she threatened me with her death, saying "ill have to go clean up the blood" which sent me into a spiral i begged her so much to get help and not to do that, "heh i guess its my fault :]" type shi, im still unsure if she was lying or not but if she was actually trying to end her own life i regret trying to help her and i know wishing death upon someone is horrible but she has traumatized me in numerous ways and put me into one of the LOWESTS points in my life.

but thats my hellfire story, i know many people within hellfire didnt enjoy me and thought i was rude ect ect but to those that were my actual friends and to my one freind (my pookie) thank you for making hellfire enjoyable while it lasted.

DISCLAIMER i was toxic, i know i was i wasnt entirely in the right but i was and still am just a kid. reese isnt entirely to blame in that situation it was horrible what they said but again they were lied to.

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[zhongrin]

Dodhnseidbdbenidis RIN AIIDHDJSOJDBSNS

Ayato can basically fuck off if Baizhu is his competition, I will choose Baizhu over everyone heh 🤸❤️❤️

Your man is very cute indeed mhm, but how about you hide with him in his hidey hidey hole? Yes you aren't dw <3 you're deep in love and it's cute ❤️

Exactly!! And I am sure his caudal fin would be so beautiful frfr, and only you have the honour to touch it. You. His wife. <3

Help Rin my heart omfg;;.. like everyone who knows me knows I am crushing hard on Baizhu, and I will do my best to let him know it too. <3 ofc I will give him all the kisses and reassurance, everytime he needs ❤️

Omfggg the nicknames aaaaaa;; I have two questions then, are you speaking indo and / or chinese and why did you choose a different language for ya nicknames? <33 (pls don't get it the wrong way, it's so interesting!! ❤️)

You're so sweet plsssss;; I love gushing abt our Selfships sm aaaaaa

Omg you both are menaces, perfectly fitting for each other <3 but what I can also imagine is - you calling him "babe" to fluster him and him bringing up a embarrassing childhood story 😭

Rin no. Because I won't ever say "Bai", I would always stay by his side. <3 (but if we somehow come to the point where I say goodbye to him.. yes. Yes. Because it's funny 🤸❤️❤️)

Ikr ikr they need to know when it gets serious frfr

Help he would ofmfhsishehdj - but not that often like the others cuz he knows the other ones make me fluster and blush every. Single. Time. 🤸

HELP SO CUTE, I can also totally imagine Zhongli holding your hand or laying an arm around your back while ya are out <33 ❤️❤️

YOU?? FEEDING ALHAITHAM?? that's so cute ofmfndbjsjsn;; help <33

With one ya have many outdoor dates and with the other ya have many indoor ones, so adorable aaaaaa 💞💞

Now I have a question - do you think your hubby's are jealous or not that much? If they are - do they show it and how?

(PLS I ENJOY READING IT SMMM DONT WORRY <33❤️❤️)

HALKJDLASJD baizhu is sweeping the competition i see 👀 understandable, that's me @/zhongli

oh yes i'll hide in his hidey hole. actually i'm a vvip in his hidey hole, he doesn't allow anyone else to enter his abode <3

noooo his tail fin ;w; i will smooch it and caress it gently. must be a very pretty golden color that shimmers in the water aaaaaa

everyone in liyue knows baivi atp. they're always expecting one of you nearby the other whenever they spot you in public. "oh dr. baizhu's here? ms. dresvi must be around then." "is that ms. dresvi oh good i wanted dr. baizhu to take a look at this bump on my arm-" lol

dw i got you hehe it's bc me and my s/i is actually indo-chinese! and zhongli is- well- liyue is based on china so there's that heheh hence we tend just to mix up indo and chinese words in our day to day life!

HELP HE WOULD TOTALLY DO THAT HDLSKJFKLSD "hey babe-" "remember that time when we were kids and you were so obsessed with horses-" "LOOK EVERYONE HAS A HORSE GIRL PHASE OK YOU CAN'T BLAME ME but also please shut up i'm so sorry i won't call you babe anymore pumpkin pookie wookie snookers-" *cue us bickering and kaveh watching in the bg with a popcorn*

hsldfjksldjlf please hahahah now i'm picturing a little puppy!dresvi tottering behind baizhu everywhere help-

speaking of do you both have any pets? :D i would say changsheng but i feel like she'll bite me when i say so- CHANGSHENG NO PLEASE I'M SORRY

he. he's totally the type who would put his hand on my back to guide me around yes 😭 i love love love it when ppl do that??? also i can see him offering his arm so i can link our arms together ueueue

he's now accustomed to reading his books while eating bc i spoil him too much hsldfkjsd if i feel like being extra chaotic that day i'd feed him soup lmao

ikr the 2 pairings have such a different but somewhat similar dynamics i love imagining it sm wahhhh

i think they're both pretty secure and doesn't get jealous that much unless something very very sussy happens!! i see them both as more of the protective type? like they'd readily jump in if they sense any danger or something similar! for zhongli - depending on the season and other parties involved, i feel like his slightly more possessive dragon instinct might come into play, but it's not often hehe <3

both of them would be the type who would try to avoid full-blown confrontation so they'd steer us away from the situation... they're both good at mind games and twisting words to deescalate the situation (zhongli) or distress the other party enough so they walk away willingly (al haitham) after all lol

how does baizhu show that he's jealous and does he talk it out with you later on? or does he keep it bottled up inside? what kind of situations irks him the most and how did you handle him? 👀

(OK OK GOOD HSDLFJSKLDF I'M GLAD YOU ENJOY READING MY ESSAYS HAHAHAH)

[ohgodimyearning]

I want to hear more time and number related clockboy stories. does he chime every time you have to wake up? a little celebratory chime for when you come home? knows when you have to go to sleep so has a different 'warning' chime? is he distressed when he's out of sync and not the correct time.. does he remember the exact time you became a couple etc

I actually haven't thought about most of this before!

...this got really long so it's under the cut 😅

The only one of these that's crossed my mind is the waking up thing where he has offered to be my alarm clock and I've taken him up on it in the past! We both have whatever the opposite of time blindness is (me because I'm autistic + anxious and him because. He's a clock... But he's also autistic) so I think he would know when to wake me up so I actually get out of bed on time, even if it's waking me up 15-20 min early

As far as chiming goes... He doesn't always do it? I personally think it's something he suppresses out of politeness (considering he "naturally" chimes every 15 min) cuz some people might be driven mad knowing 15 minutes keep passing or something lmao.

That isn't to say that he doesn't still chime here and there tho, I think whenever he's experiencing strong emotions, if a quarter hour hits, he'll chime it in but it's not particularly loud or anything.

The same goes for his tick-tocks, where they're muffled and you can really only hear them if it's really quiet or you put your ear up to his chest

But yeah I don't think he particularly lets out chimes or dings or bongs or anything super often, but he still offers to keep time for people in the form of reminders/being an alarm (in the form of him getting your attention/gently nudging you to wake you up/etc).

As far as being out of sync... It's happened irl before!!! I think he'd get embarrassed more than anything, even though it's not his fault 🥺

(I drew this comic back in March 2023 when he wasn't set forward an hour, to give a visual to how I think he'd react if he wasn't immediately aware of being off time)

He generally needs a human to help him set his time... He usually keeps time well without needing any adjustments between daylight savings starting and ending, but minor adjustments are probably something he can do on his own. But the whole forward or back an hour, he definitely needs an extra set of hands for. If he is having prolonged issues about being in/out of sync with (standard/computer/phone) clocks around him or not having his time adjusted, it's probably really frustrating and anxiety inducing. Fortunately it doesn't happen often!

Also the last thing... 🥺🥺🥺 I really really REALLY love the idea that he knows the exact date and time (down to the second!) of important events and anniversaries and stuff... I don't think he ever fully discloses that to anyone, out of fear of looking pretentious or something (like an "oh you remember the day this happened? Well I remember the exact second!" kinda thing... He's worried about being rude)

That being said, I think it'd be really cute if he timed certain things on our anniversary to line up with the exact moment we became a couple, even if it's something small like a kiss right on the dot, or something far more elaborate like timing a show/movie/whatever to be at a certain scene. Stuff like that! I probably would never know unless he told me, but the gesture means a lot on his end, so it's something he does regardless (also this isn't exclusive to me and our relationship, I'm sure he does this for IASW's ride anniversary and celebrating close friends)

[poetryinsilence]

Noughts and Crosses - Jake “Hangman” Seresin x childhood friend!reader (part II)

A/n: Two idiots under one roof "Oh no, they're sleeping on the same bed" It's nothing but comic relief and trying to bond. And domestic fluff cuz this boy needs it. No beta read, going in raw

Summary: Jake is your new roommate whether you like it or not. Now what? He's been nothing but a pain in the ass for you, but the recovery of his injuries depends on it. You just have to...power through it. Possibly maybe...or maybe not...

Wc: 2,099

part I part III part IV

The car turns the final corner to a sparse suburban street as you pull into the driveway of a small, two-story house. Tan coloured with cracks crawl up its dry walls and connected with a white front porch, enough room to fit two chairs and a small coffee table.

You tug on the flimsy hand brake with a grunt and the car jolts for a split second. Take in a breath to calm your raging emotions and humming internally. You stare at Jake who's looking a bit confused at your house but meets your gaze with a chill down his spine.

"If we're gonna live as harmoniously as possible, we’ll have to lay down some ground rules. One; you're only staying until you are healed. Any minor injuries you sustain from this moment on, I will not be taking care of it. Two; I will drive you to your appointments and you will not be missing any of them. Do we have an agreement?”

Jake tilts his head and rubs his chin with that cartoonish thinking motion. Your eye twitches, holding back a fist threatening to collide with his chiselled face. “Yeah, I have a rule I’d like to add.”

“No, you don’t get to make a decision here. You’re not at the academy.” You snapped.

“I remember clearly you said ‘we’. And I believe that includes me, so strictly speaking I get to make a rule here.” He declares.

A vein popped in your head as you begrudgingly admit that he’s right and curse your mouth for running words too soon. “Fine. What are you suggesting?”

Jake flashes his million-watt smile and you regret it instantly. “Given my injured status, I think it’s best that I sleep on the bed for a faster than light recovery.”

“No, the bed is mine. You can sleep on the couch. It’s big enough to fit you and your injured ass on it.”

“Hey, I don’t sleep well on couches. They give me terrible back pains. You don’t want me to delay the process of my recovery, right?”

“Bed is mine and that’s final.”

“Okay, how about this,” He bites his lip and thinks for a second. “I get half of the bed— possibly less than half, and we could share for a short period. C’mon, it’s my only rule. What do you say?” Jake wiggles his brow in an attempt at temptation.

If it wasn’t for his disgustingly good looks, you would’ve seriously left him in the streets on the drive back. But also you won’t hear the end of it from your mother’s words of rage. You always knew she loved Jake more than you and how she always speaks of wanting a son whenever Jake is over. But funnily enough, Jake’s mother treats you like you were her own daughter all the time. Which made you think that some doctor accidentally swapped you both at birth by mistake, and you firmly believed that was the case.

You sigh, knowing that an argument with Jake Seresin always ends up badly and mostly you come out being wounded from the process. “Fine, you can get a third of the bed.” Even saying that left a bad taste in your mouth.

He beams, clapping his hands together for his tiny victory. “Looking forward to it, roomie!”

Reaching for the car door, the hinges groaned as the serene sunset breeze drifted in. Jake makes the car door sound in his attempt to peel himself off from the car seat but struggles to coordinate his movement and the crutches.

"Hold on, I'll come get you." You transferred yourself over to the other side of the car and wrapped his arm around your neck to hoist him to his feet. This awkward four-legged collaboration of going up just a mere three steps up your front porch ended up with the both of you heaving at the entrance hallway. Hopefully, nobody else saw that.

Jake hops around the perimeter of your cute and humble abode, snickering to himself as he peers around the cream-coloured kitchen. "Glad to see the collection of horrifying Beanie Babies are gone. You finally picked up on some grown-up hobbies with the postcards." He points at the facade of your fridge, decorated with magnets and postcards from different vacation spots.

The duffle bag slinks off your shoulder and falls to the hardwood floor with a thud. You rolled your eyes hard enough that's almost audible, dragging your feet towards the interior of your house. "For your information, Beanie Babies are one of the most valuable inventions of our generations. Just because it doesn't suit your college frat boy taste doesn't mean other people don't enjoy it."

He takes a beat, watches the wenge staircase intently then flickers back to your face with a stoic expression. "What's upstairs?" He points, left eyebrow arched with curiosity, or mockery.

What is this interrogation? You have not committed any crime, and yet, the dynamic of this conversation made you uneasy and under the spotlight. Correction: you haven't committed any crime, yet. Not with where this conversation is going.

"Nothing in particular...just my office. And storage room."

"Ah, there it is." Yep, there it is. And so is that obnoxious smile appearing again that's leaning ever so slightly towards hate than love. Love as in they are tolerable. Love as in 'I can be in the same room as him without committing a crime'. Honestly, crime doesn't sound so bad right now.

Your nose wrinkled, arms crossed as you scowl at Jake with a choleric gaze, repressing all the murderous thoughts back in its pandora's box. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He pouts and shrugs in response.

"Nothing...just, nothing..." He starts shuffling away. "Bedroom's that way, right?"

*

Nightfall swept you up in a whirlwind from what you experienced just one day, the inexplicable fatigue that was caused by one person alone could drain your battery out in a flash. And said person, now sat on the nearside of the bed, scrolling nonchalantly on his phone, still in his 4-day-old attire.

"You’ve been wearing that for the past few days. You’re not sleeping on my bed with them.” You demanded.

He peels his eyes away from the phone screen to look down at his sweatpants combo and then at you. "Great, I'll sleep butt naked then." He frisbees the device and begins to slip his fingers through the thick waistband.

"Stopstopstop!" you screeched, slamming down the brakes to stop Jake from whatever he's about to do. You rummage through your closet, in search of the clothes you got from Goodwill but never made their way to the hospital, and not because you forgot about them. You grabbed a fistful of clothes and smack dead upon Jake's face.

"Please, change into these. You know your way to the bathroom and I am sure you don't need any of my help. Goodnight, Lieutenant." The silky sheets flipped open to your side of the bed as you plop down to the cool, comforting feeling and sleep overtakes you in an instant, leaving Jake dumbfounded with the article of clothing in his hand.

*

You woke up to the sound of Jake's light snoring, as opposed to your usual morning bird song. The odd feeling of waking up next to someone hasn't occurred to you since your senior years of college. Even then, those feelings can't reciprocate as a sense of security.

With the notion of familiar unfamiliarity as you observe Jake, happily in stasis; body twists to mildly lay on his stomach, but not fully with his white-casted arm in restriction, leg crossed over gingerly to your side to relieve any uncomfortable pain. You booped his nose and smiled playfully to yourself as you watched him scrunch his nose in his sleep. He almost looks cute. Almost. When he's not running that mouth of his.

Uneagerly, you pushed your sleepy weight off the mattress to prepare head-on with whatever lies in front of you for the day. You tie your hair up with your signature ponytail, decorated yourself with a dose of light makeup, and left some instructions for Jake.

'Made coffee so help yourself.

Breakfast and lunch in fridge

Remember to microwave them

Do NOT leave the house

Be back at 5'

The post-it note clings to its dear life at the denim blue cabinet door where Jake would notice it coming out to the kitchen. You snatched your keys off the counter and made your way towards the front door but you halted for a brief moment and picked up the pen and post-it note again.

‘REMEMBER TO TAKE YOUR MEDS’

Satisfied with your arrangement, you set off for your shift at work.

The immense pleasure that the cats and dogs brought to you at the animal shelter made you enjoy work the most. That and your colleagues’ apprehension made you believe there is still a slither of good left in this world, as they let you leave 30 minutes early from your shift. Though it’s another quiet day at the shelter, you still feel bad for leaving all the paperwork to them.

Pre-rush hour is probably what you love the most. Driving down the highway and blasting your favourite tunes, singing on top of your lungs without any judgement of bad singing, or somebody honking at you to move in an unmovable queue and flipping you off from the view of your rearview mirror.

You pull up to the front of your driveway with a tightening sound to your brakes and the engine stops. The comfort of your couch is just mere steps away and you could feel that tingling sense building up and waiting to be released. Keys rattled and clicks the lock free to your comfort zone as you kicked off your shoes, but you were greeted with the sight of Jake sprawled out on the couch with his plastered leg rested on top of the coffee table, the only free hand on its way to stuff his face with powdered donuts. Eyes fixated on whatever is on tv.

Hm, donuts?

“I don’t remember getting donuts.” Your eyes squint at him but he’s still unfazed by the tv. “Did you leave the house?”

“Nah, Coyote came by and dropped it off for me.” He spoke nonchalantly.

“…A coyote got you donuts…?” Sure, Jake could be unpredictable at times and surprises you in many different ways. Befriending a coyote you could believe, but imagining a coyote going into a 7-11 to purchase donuts…if you told people this story they would just write you off as delusional and you can say goodbye to your freedom. You can’t believe that there are wild coyotes in the heart of San Diego. Maybe you should prepare for the worst case scenario if you’ve ever encountered one…

Jake unpeels his face from the tv to give you his full attention that speaks an ‘Are you serious' expression.

“No, Coyote is one of my buddies from work. He came to check up on me and debrief what I’ve missed.”

“You told somebody I’ve never met my address?!” Eyes wide in horror and jaw hanging down to the floor in awe, now you believe you need to protect yourself from not just coyotes but an actual Coyote.

“Relax, he’s not going to break in and steal your Beanie Babies. He’s got a better retirement plan than you do and could probably live the rest of his life in Hawaii, sipping on piña coladas.” His cocky grin can’t provide any reassurance, but screaming at his face won’t help anything.

You sigh and trudge your way to your eclectic yellow coach. Jake offers you a donut as a console and you begrudgingly accept without a second thought. You tuned out to whatever movie Jake is playing with your Netflix account, sitting comfortably as you watched the actors on screen embodying their characters. 

Both of you acknowledge the presence of one another but choose to keep silent. You wondered back to the cartoons you both watched every Saturday. Laying on the plush carpets of your living room, eyes glued to the technicolour animations, from actions to comedy. You wonder if it’s then Jake started to know what he wanted to become when he's older, you wonder if he's thinking about your shared childhood too. Do the memories of you creep into his mind every now and then? You could break the silence and ask him about the past 20 years. But you know better to leave yourself guessing than hear an answer that will disappoint you.

[kpop-with-mars]

Stray kids x Trans reader

{I don't own any gifs used in this credits to og creaters}

{summary: head-cannons/scenarios about stray kids with a trans boyfriend ❤}

{Warnings: I myself am a trans boy but im very sorry if this makes you feel misrepresented, slight transphobia, implied self hatred}

Enjoy!

Bang chan

Well obviously he's gonna support his boyfriend.

"Congratulations, I know that might've been hard to figure out so im proud of you baby".

Achievement unlocked: you now own all of chan's hoodies.

If he notice's that you're even just slightly upset he'll say something like 'woah your voice is deeper then it was yesterday' or 'you're looking very handsome today'.

knows when you're dysphoric because you puff out your shirt/hoodie or cover yourself with blankets,

so he just climbs next to you, gives you small kiss and tries to talk to you to see why you're feeling so upset with yourself.

Minho

You told him when he asked why you always avoid talking about your parents and hang up when they would try to call you,

Long story short if they don't see you as their son then you don't see them as your parents.

"just remember y/n-ah, you're always welcome here with me and the cats".

being fathers of three you and minho take pride in spoiling soongi, Doongi and dori with love and head pats because they fucking deserve it.

minho always tries to helps you feel as comfortable as you can be like shopping for baggy clothes, giving you tips on appearing masculine, etc,

Although one time he was hovering over you're shoulder and looking at the receipt for your testatorone when his eyes stumbled upon your dead name, then he freaked out and he kept apologising while trying erase it from his brain.

Changbin

You and chanbin have been working out to together for a while so one day after working out you start to feel cramps in your sides and start fearing the worst

"Baby you okay?, did you over work yourself?"

you quickly rush to the bathroom to check but come out and sigh in relief "thank fuck I don't have periods anymore"

changbin looks at you very confused while you stare back after realizing what you said until changbin lets out an oh, so yeah you didn't really have to tell him, he knows.

What he calls a date is actually just you and him trying arrays of desserts and foods while having conversations about things like whats been happening recently, over throwing the government, and other important things.

Whenever your dysphoric changbin is always willing to put a hit on the person that made you feel uncomfortable but he'd rather just hold you in his big arms and tell you how how strong you are for not hiding how you feel.

Hyunjin

you and hyunjin were out and about just shopping when you see a translucent shirt that catches your eye that you wanna try on

so you step into the changing room hyunjin waiting outside imaging how cute your gonna look, you step out to show hyunjin and he gets a bit starstruck by just how pretty he thought you were when he notices two scars on your chest.

"You look amazing baby, but how did you get those scars there??"

You try to cover up when he noticed them but it was no use he already saw them, so you just simply explain to him that you're trans and he said it was okay that you didn't immediately tell him because he doesn't want to pressure you.

whenever you two are getting ready for dates he'll already have an outfit that he picked out for you that he hopes you'll like(and you do cuz he's got taste) and you an outfit that you hope he'll like.

during those dates he'll try to hold your hand as much as possible to let you know that he's right next to you and he won't let anyone treat you less then human.

Han

After getting a relaxing shower you were changing in Hans room when he barges in which made you jolt up, then when Hans eyes landed on the scars you had on your chest instead of saying anything else that sounded even slightly more believable in a panic you shout "I donated my lungs",

to which he laughed out " stop freaking out so much baby I know what top surgery is, I still love you" he gives you a peak on the cheek and leaves you to continue changing.

hans love language is physical affection and you know it, for a minute you'll be sitting on the couch then the next minute you'll be in the web that is Hans arms unable to break free from his loving grasp.

Dates with han include: holding hands, going to a bakery, sleepovers that nether of you want to end, iced americanos, matching couples accessories, etc.

Every small interaction between you two han sees as a date, you text han in the middle of the night because both of you can't sleep so he drives to your place and you fall asleep in his arms, date.

you can get pretty sensitive when you're dysphoric to the point of crying, and han is willing to just sit in silence as he holds you while you try to tell him what happened.

Felix

After many hours of making a trans flag cake so its easier for you to come out you go to get felix and sit him down so you can get the cake,

once you place it in front of him he can't help but cover his mouth in awe.

"Aw baby i still love you the same, you wanna share a piece?".

you and felix try to go on dates with eachother as much as you two can due to felixs busy schedule, so you'll just surprise him with lunch when he's backstage getting ready for promotions.

But when you and him do go on dates the two of you do things like going to a small cafe, slow dancing under the stars, baking something new while music plays in the backround, etc.

he knows that even though you do have supportive parents you can still feel like you've made the wrong choice, he wants to do everything he can to help you through and become nothing but yourself.

Seungmin

After top surgery you were silently recovering when seungmin wanted to hug you but you kept saying no, then when you weren't paying attention out of nowhere he tackles you into an embrace but releases when you wince at the sudden pain,

You told him that you didn't tell him you're trans or that you had top surgery was because you thought that he wouldn't look at you the same and start treating you differently.

"I'll always love you baby, just please let me know sooner so I don't hurt you again".

Every morning when you wake up you have a million messages from him at 2am, he'll send you tik toks/memes that he thinks you'll like, even if they get pretty ridiculous you still love them because he thought about you.

Most of the time for your dates you both just vibe with eachother's existence, like just the two of you sitting next to eachother while doing different things is small but to him he's glad that can spend time around you.

When the dysphoria™ hits you just feel kinda pissy and frustrated but never at seungmin, he cheers you up by showing off his puppy like features and cute lil smile.

Jeongin

After you and him had dinner with your parents he noticed that you didn't look okay during the drive to your house especially when your parents had said things like calling you a name that he didn't recognize,

when he got you home you couldn't handle it anymore and tears began to form in your eyes.

Jeongin came to your side and tried to comfort you as best as he could holding you tight "its gonna be okay hyung, just tell me whats wrong" he gave you a kiss on your forehead.

You told him that you're trans and how your parents never really supported you because of that, and that's why you were nervous about seeing your parents he understood and reassured you that the both of you won't go to them again since they can't respect you.

He'll just give you random things that remind of you and your not sure why but it's one of those sweet little things that jeongin does that you adore.

Jeongin has and will take you everywhere he possibly can, you'll travel with him on tour and do so many different and amazing things around the world and the best part, you do it all with him.

I have been working on this for weeks now because my brain was like 'no don't do that you're just copy and pasting your own work' but I think this came out pretty good so I you enjoyed this

Thanks for reading!

[honey-milk-depresso]

remember tiny s/o with chubby cheeks?

time for more headcanons with the same boys and them~

they get angy and bite the bois hand when they go to squish them

“just cuz i’m tiny doesn’t mean i’m vulnerable!”

TWST Tiny, squishy cheeks s/o lightly bites their finger (cuz angy-)

Trey Clover

You were kind of annoyed.

Everyday you just have him tease you, poke and squish your cheeks, boops your nose-

Gosh-

And he can't take you seriously anymore when you pout in annoyance.

So while he was poking your cheek lightheartedly like always, you lightly growl at him to which only made him laugh lightly.

You lil green broccoli man...

By instinct, you lightly bit on the finger that was poking you, to which he lightly yelps and pulls back, looking at you with a startled expression.

"Just because I'm tiny doesn't mean I'm vulnerable!!" you frown at him, unintentionally looking cute with your cheeks puffed up, doused in a pink blush and not to mention leaning very closely towards him.

He blushed, not expecting you to get your revenge as he pats your head and looks away.

"Sorry..." <3

Jade Leech

Pissed-

COME ON JADE- QUIT ENJOYING THIS-

But honestly, Jade can't help it. You're just so cute with your chubby cheeks!

He stretches them lightly, pinches them, all while relishing your whining and pouting.

He, like most of everyone I'm writing for afterwards can't take you seriously. You just look intentionally or unintentionally cute.

And you're absolutely triggered-

So while he was stretching and squishing your cheeks gently in a playful manner, you all of a sudden bit on his finger.

It didn't hurt or anything, not a light pain, but the tight feeling of the flesh of his fingers shocked something in him, causing him to pull his finger away.

"Just because I'm tiny doesn't mean I'm vulnerable!!" you pouted at him, with cheeks puffed up and blushing a light pink. How ironic.

He only chuckles, the lightest and faintest pink blush on his cheeks bloomed as he only pats your head.

"I'm sorry, dear. I just couldn't help it~" <3

Floyd Leech

The worse teasing received among the 4 has got to be Floyd-

Not only does he squish, stretch (gently), poke and just play with your squishy cheeks all the time, you've earned the endearing nickname of being a little pufferfish to him.

Well, he doesn't call you that anymore, but in his head you look like that and he shamelessly tells you that.

Livid and pissed-

And he laughs when you pout at him.

So while Floyd was playing with your cheeks, you suddenly bite his finger lightly out of frustration.

He blinked, quite surprised actually. But he didn't pull away, so that planned kind of backfired-

But since he stopped poking your cheek, you moved his two hands away and pouted at him, cheeks flushed. "Stop playing with my cheeks!!"

He blushed, you just look so darn adorable. He can only look away, the one time you caught him off guard.

"G-geez..." <3

Rook Hunt

He's not that bad, but whenever he's praising you, or just seeing you-

Rook squishes your cheeks gently and comments of how adorable, loveable and enchanting you are!

It annoys you when he does so.

So one day,

oh no- oh yes-

sounds like an anime villain arc story-

just that it's you, rook, and your chubby cheeks fufufu-

Rook was poking your cheeks, teasing you about how adorable you look when you bit him lightly on the finger.

Well, let's just say almost. Before you could even bite them he notices it and quickly pulls away, surprised.

"S/o?"

You pouted, cheeks puffed up and blushing pink out of light irritation, "Stop poking my cheeks, Rook!!"

He blinks, but burst into a chuckling fit.

"Ahahaha!~ Oh dear! I'm sorry, mon cheri, I won't do (much) so! But I still think you're adorable!" <3

[free-pool-trash]

of pick up lines and garden flowers - peter maximoff

requests: Hello! I'm a big fan of basically all your Peter Maximoff x Reader stories and was wondering if you could write one where both of them got sucked into Westview and reader's "role" is a florist and Peter's in love with her or something? Bonus points if they were already together before getting trapped in the town and every time they meet, reader gets a flashback of when they were together? That would be pretty awesome to read :D

hey bestie ✨ i love this idea it’s super cute <3 thank you for sending it in i hope you enjoy <3 comments and reblogs are appreciated

word count: 1.1K (it’s short but i quite like it)

warnings: peter being dorky, really fluffy

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The sound of the bell above your door chiming alerted you that you had a customer. You smiled softly, not turning around, continuing to fix the arrangement of flowers in front of you.

“Back again?” You teased, already knowing who the visitor was without having to turn around. He came in at the same time every single day.

Once you finished adjusting the lilies on the shelf, you spun around to face the silver haired man who leaned against your cash counter casually, “Thought you needed your daily dose of vitamin P.”

“Dear god. That’s the worst one yet, truly, you’ve outdone yourself.” You cackled, busying yourself with filling out orders to avoid catching his trademark cheesy grin.

It had become a routine. He’d stroll into your shop and hit you with his best terrible pick up line and you’d send him away with a single flower.

“You smile wider the worse they are.” He informed, his dimples on full display as his grin had turned into a wide, loving smile.

If you hadn’t known better you would’ve sworn that you’ve seen that adoring smile of his before. Yeah, you’d seen it almost everyday this week but even from the very first day he’d stumbled into your shop and accidentally knocked over a vase of freshly organised hydrangeas he was familiar- he felt familiar.

Riding that train of thought you let out a soft “Oh”, as you remembered the flower you’d chosen to send him away with today. It wasn’t anything too special to the naked eye but whenever you looked at it you were hit with a sudden wave of nostalgia, the feeling was similar to the one you got when you’d lock eyes with the man who stood before you now, and so you figured why not put two good things together?

Quickly you pulled the flower out of the vase behind the cash counter where you were keeping it and presented it to Peter with a bright smile, “Tah-dah!”

Peter stared at the flower for a second, before his eyes moved up to your face. Truthfully, Peter didn’t really care about flowers, but he did however care about you and for whatever reason he couldn’t seem to keep himself from coming back to you time and time again.

He took the flower from you gently, making sure his fingers lingered against yours while you passed him the stem, he admired the steady blush that began rising on your cheeks at the contact.

“Why’d you pick a daisy?” He asked, twirling the green stem between his fingers and for a brief second, as you watched him grinning and messing with the taller than average garden flower, it was as if the fog had cleared completely.

The night was hot, you were laying in the garden simply listening to the crickets and allowing the cool breeze to sweep over you as you twirled a small daisy that you’d plucked from the grass between your fingers.

“Psst. Y/n!” Peter’s whisper startled you from your relaxation and you turned your head to look at him.

“Mhm?” Peter plopped himself down beside you, dropping his head onto your lap and letting out a content sigh as he did.

You sat up on the grass, careful not to move his head too much, you began to play with it softly as he began to speak, “Are you a magician?” He asked, looking up at your face seriously as if the question he just posed was the most important question he’d ever ask you.

Before you could even really process his question, a huge grin made its way across his lips, “Because when I’m with you everybody else disappears.”

“We’re the only people here, my love.” You reminded him through a giggle, “But counter question- Are you a parking ticket?” Peter scoffed, raising an eyebrow at you, completely unimpressed by your line’s set up.

“Why? Cuz I’ve got “fine” written all over me? Lame.” He complained rolling his eyes.

Lightly you flicked his nose, “No, I was gonna say it’s because you’re a huge inconvenience.” His gasp caused you to bark out a laugh, pleased with his outraged response.

Within a second Peter tackled you back into the grass, his fingers running up and down your sides, relentlessly. Loving the way your laughter came out in howls, the way they always did when he tickled you. Your eyes watered as he refused to let up until you were begging through squeals of laughter for him to stop. When he finally ceased his attack on your ribs, he let out a chuckle of his own and rolled off of your body, lying on the grass beside you instead.

It took you a second to catch your breath again, eventually when you managed to even out your breathing you turned your head to look at Peter, who was already looking at you. His gaze almost made you lose your breath again. His brown eyes twinkled and his skin was illuminated weakly by the moon that shone full above you, perfectly highlighting the dips in his dimpled cheeks as he smiled softly yet widely. You knew what that look was, he was in love, and conveniently; so were you.

“Truce?” You whispered, holding out the little daisy you had plucked from the grass earlier and offering it to Peter, whose smile never dimmed as he nodded in agreement.

You shimmied closer, pressed a small kiss to his nose before tucking the flower behind his ear. The image of him so in love with a daisy poking out from behind his ear was the purest, sweetest thing you’d ever seen and it caused your smile to nearly split your cheeks.

“You look perfect right now.” You voiced your thoughts quietly as to not disturb the moment.

Wordlessly, he placed his hands on your hips and tugged you into him so that your chest was flush against his. He kissed you softly, his lips moved meaningfully with yours, pouring all of his emotions into the kiss before he pulled away reluctantly.

He rested his forehead on yours and let the words he was thinking slip from his lips, his smile back and wider than it had been before your lips connected, “You’re perfect all the time.”

Peter watched in concern as you seemed to zone out for a second, a thoughtful look on your face. It only lasted a few seconds, though.

As quickly as it had gone, the fog returned and the memory slipped away as if it were never there to begin with, leaving only a feeling of warmth behind. With a gentle shake of your head, you zoned back in on Peter.

His heart skipped a beat at the smile that stretched across your lips. It was dazzling, no that wasn’t it, it was perfect.

He watched mesmerised as you shrugged your shoulders and spoke through a grin, “Not sure. It just reminded me of you… for some reason.”

Maybe, you’d been right to say you’d known him before. There was something so vividly sentimental to you about the boy that had you convinced that; yes, perhaps you had been met with his adoring smile before- in another life.