#i couldn't resist this one lololol

[stave-writes]

Omg plz write the nsfw Laios blurb

Laios Touden x Overstimulated!GN!Reader (NSFW ver.)

A/N: Oh my god I was so nervous writing this I'm literally So Shy about writing smut. Sorry this took like 2 days I had to listen to video essays while writing this to survive lololol

Summary: First time with Laios goes a bit haywire, in a good way.

Laios wasn't exactly some pure, virginal man despite what a lot of people seemed to think. Sure, he hadn't directly had sex, but he knew a lot about it. Things like shibari, or even teratophilia were always interesting to him, the science behind why people enjoyed such kinks.

So when he finally mustered up the courage to ask if you'd be willing to sleep with him, you had to lay down the ground rules. Just for the first time, you'd be vanilla. No kinks, no roughness, just getting used to eachothers bodies. The date was set, and Laios couldn't lie...he was excited.

You'd had a nice dinner before the kisses began, peppered across your face, trailing down your throat where your heart raced. Laios's strong hands gripped your hips, thumbs circling the flesh as his mouth moved down along your collarbones, leaving red little hickeys along the sensitive skin. The feeling of mouth upon skin, the needy kisses against flesh, there was a desire more pronounced than you could resist him for.

A careful sway led you towards the bed, pushed carefully down into the sheets as Laios smiled down at you,

"Are you okay with this?" His voice was soft, despite the heated lust visible in his eyes. At your consent, those hands that embraced you began to work your clothes away from you, ending up discarded on the floor alongside his. More kisses dotted your skin as he worked his way down, bites and hickeys dotted like stars on your sensitive flesh, reaching the border of your underwear and looking to you for consent once again to slide them away.

It was a lewd feeling as he slipped them down your legs, discarding them aside with an almost shy smile. Kissing the insides of your thighs, feeling a twitch as your sensitive flesh was sent shuddering with his affection, Laios let a deep chuckle radiate against your skin. His face despite being aflame with blush, found its way against your crotch. A long stripe was licked along your sensitive area, sending a shiver up your spine, a noise unable to be restrained as he continued lapping at you. You had to give it to him, he was good with his tongue. Long, provocative licks against your needy flesh kept riling you up, one of his hands aiding his mouth in pleasuring you. He kept going, and chuckling at your reactions until you were rising to your limit, pawing at him to slow down. As he'd been lapping at you, Laios had a hand on himself working away, now lost in the pleasure as he sent you to the brink of orgasm.

You came, hard. Even as you came down, Laios didn't stop, pushing you further than you could handle. A cry racked you as you pushed at his head to get him to back off, Laios pulling off with a confused expression until he saw your face.

It was a second before you could speak, still catching your breath before carefully telling Laios he'd pushed you too far, causing a frown to settle on his face.

"Oh- I'm...sorry. I didn't realise. Are you okay?" Laios moved carefully to your side, hugging you to his side while you wound down, feeling the embrace of his warm flesh.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to-" He began again, being shushed by you, cuddling into his arms. Instead of another response, Laios held you tenderly, closing his eyes with a smile as he kissed your head carefully.

[m00nc4kes]

A Chance. (pacific rim! au)

hobie brown x gn!reader

word count: 2k

summary: Hellion Riser. That's the jaeger you wanted to pilot. The only problem? The remaining pilot isn't accepting requests for a co-pilot at the moment nor... ever.

warnings: arguing, swearing, sparring, hopefully hobie isn't too ooc (his accent is a nightmare for me, bear with me pls)

notes: the reader doesn't have a specified gender (at least I tried to make sure they didn't, lemme know if I specified at some point); my readers are always black coded even if it's never mentioned, but anyone can read it! uhhhh I took some creative liberties so you don't have to know anything about pacific rim lololol

[part 1] (ur here :p) [part 2]

"And just what makes you think you'd be able to handle her, hm?"

You startled from your place on the metal bridge that overlooked your potential jaeger, Hellion Riser. And to your luck, the one thing stopping you from ever piloting her was walking up behind you. 

You flicked your gaze over your shoulder, simply acknowledging his presence, before looking back at the jaeger. You watched as people tinkered with her, the buzz of drills and shrills of metal being dug into filled your ears. 

Hobie stepped up beside you and mirrored your position on the railing. You knew he was still waiting for an answer, but you didn't think you could give him one without getting upset all over again. Instead, you asked your own question.

"Why haven't you found a co-pilot yet?"

"Why ask questions you know the answer to?"

This asshole. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes. "Maybe you'd know the answer if you let me in your head." You tapped your forehead, referencing the drift that would settle everything once and for all. He just looked at you with those warm amber eyes of his. They told you nothing about how he felt, instead they blinked lazily at you.

He stood up straight to stretch before turning around and leaning his back against the railing, facing away from the jaeger. He shrugged. "Maybe I don' need to kno' that bad."

You huffed and shook your head. "What's the point of being a pilot for her if you don't actually want to pilot, Hobie?"

"To make sure no one else pilots her."

You clenched your fists. The blood rushed to your ears and you tried to curb your rising frustration with deep breaths. You didn't need to do this again. Not with him. But you couldn't help but—  "How fucking selfish is that?"

And, oh, you could see his eyes switch from being nonchalant to a sudden sharp fury. "Selfish?" You'd struck a nerve. "What's fuckin' selfish about makin' sure no one else dies piloting that bloody thing?" His brows were furrowed as he crowded into your space. Luckily for him, you had no problem matching his energy.

"Everything," you spat. "Everything about it is fucking selfish! The entire point of those damn jaegers is to risk our life to make sure that an innocent one isn't taken instead."

That made him turn away from you with a scoff. You grabbed his arm to make him face you again, but he stubbornly kept his face turned away from you. 

"If it weren't for those death traps, I wouldn't be in front of you, pissing you the fuck off and pushing your buttons. I'd be dead like every other innocent person who never had a chance against the kaijus! Just because you're scared, doesn't mean that you should stop someone else from being saved."

He latched onto your wrist and you expected him to yank you off of him, but instead he gently removed your grip. Then, with a somber expression on his face, he asked, "You've never drifted with someone before, have you?"

You leveled your gaze at him. “No. Not yet, anyway.”

He appraised you for a moment before flicking his eyes over toward Hellion. “They’ll tell you that your minds become one and you’ll fight in sync and all tha’ good stuff. But,” he hesitated, “they won’t tell you what it’s like being completely connected to your co-pilot. In an instant, you’ll kno’ them inside and out. You’ll kno’ wha’ makes ‘em tick and wha’ makes ‘em break. You’ll be in their head at every moment, you’ll feel ‘em even when ya not in the jaeger.

“I was still connected to Karl when he was torn outta the jaeger. Felt everything he felt. How scared he was. How much pain he was in. All of it. Then there was nothin’. Complete and utter silence.”

He reached forward and tapped your temple. His gaze steeled you where you stood. 

“And I don’t think you’re ready for allat.”

You waved his hand away. “We don’t know that.”

He huffed as if he were talking to a small petulant child. “Why’re you so adamant on pilotin’ with me? There’re plenty of single pilots lookin’ for somebody.”

Now wasn’t that an amazing question? Frankly, it was a question you really didn’t want to answer. At least, not in all honesty. “For one, Hellion was the one who saved my life when I was younger and I’ve always wanted to pilot her. For two, I think we’d fight pretty well together.”

“Is that so?” Hobie’s tone was dubious. You didn’t appreciate it.

“Yes, that’s so. Stop lookin’ at me like that.”

A small grin danced along his lips. “Not lookin’ at you in any typa way.”

You made an irritated noise in your throat. “I’m serious about what I said before, Hobie.”

He sighed. “I kno’ you were. So was I.”

There was so much you wanted to say in the moment, hoping you’d be able to change his mind, but you rested your case. There was no point in arguing with a brick wall. You tilted your head to look at Hobie, really look at him. “The trials are tomorrow. I’ll be there.” You stepped away. “If you really don’t want to be there, I won’t understand in the way you want, but I’ll leave it be. Okay?”

The two of you stared at each other for a quiet moment before you finally turned and walked away.

That night, you laid in your bunker and wondered if you were truly ready for the vulnerability that came with drifting. Especially with someone like Hobie. The man had set records with his drift partner— his best friend. Their bond wasn’t something that could ever be competed with. Who were you? Some random jaeger technician that dreamed of being a pilot.

You shook the insecurity from your mind. This meant too much to you. This wasn’t just for you. It was for your cousin. For Riri.

The thought of her made you flip onto your side and shut your eyes. Whether or not you cried would be between you and your wet pillow.

The trials were always an exciting event since it didn’t happen very often. People from all over the base would gather to watch the next potential jaeger partners spar it out.

It was a simple concept. First person to four hits won. Although the main goal was to win, the trainer would be watching for compatibility. 

You maneuvered your way through the tightly packed hallway. People chatted excitedly to each other, ready to witness whatever was to come. You did your best to ignore them until something caught your attention.

“I wonder if Hobie’s gonna show up—”

“You already know he’s not!”

You felt your lips turn up and you pushed yourself into the sparring room with a little more force than necessary. 

It didn’t take long for everyone to get situated around the mat. The room buzzed with anticipation as you scanned the area for Hobie. When you didn’t find him, you did your best to curb your disappointment. 

The single pilots all wore a white tank top with a pair of sweats and stood in a row along the side of the mat. Some of them tapped their staff nervously or swung it around to get used to its weight.

The trainer, Jess, stood to her full height. She tapped her clipboard and said, “First up, Miles Morales. Let the trials begin.” 

The rounds that followed were impressive to say the least. The single pilots won some and lost some while Jess took notes. Maybe you would’ve been more excited about it if your dream of piloting the Hellion hadn’t been crushed so quickly. 

The last competitor’s back landed on the mat with a solid thud and Gwen stood to her full height. Jess gave her a nod before acknowledging the crowd.

“Before I officially conclude the trials, would anyone else like to try their luck?”

A silence fell over the audience and you half considered standing up for the hell of it, however, the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway stole everyone’s attention. 

Suddenly, a head full of wicks appeared around the corner and set your heart ablaze. Your pulse skyrocketed as the crowd fell into a loud commotion.

Hobie, on the other hand, looked absolutely bothered that he was present in the first place. He wore a black tank top that stopped right above his belly button and a pair of dark sweats. He locked eyes with Jess who raised her eyebrows at him.

“Oi, mind if I borrow one of them sticks?”

Gwen stepped off of the mat. “Hey, use mine.” She tossed it to him and he caught it with an outstretched hand.

“Thanks, Gwendy.” He gave her a grin before scanning the crowd. “Now, I’m fightin’ one person and one person only. If that’s alright with ya, Jess.” 

“I have no objections to it.”

Suddenly, his staff was being pointed in your direction. “I got a score to settle with ya.”

Being put on the spot did a number of things to you, most importantly, however, it put you on autopilot. You wasted no time rising to your feet and marching over to the mat. Pavitr, the sweetheart, handed you a staff.

Hobie scrutinized you as you slid off your shoes and took a deep breath. Then, he gave you a knowing look. “Don’t think I’m doin’ this to be nice. Just provin’ a point.”

The grin that spread across your face was determined. “I’ll be provin’ a point too, m’kay?”

He hummed and swung his staff up to get into position. “I won’t be goin’ easy on you.”

“Neither will I.”

Jess’s voice cut through your banter. “You may begin.”

There were several things you had noted as you watched Hobie pilot Hellion Riser. Appearance-wise, he was tall and lanky, but he held strength in his defined arms and legs. On the other hand, he was reckless, yet every move he made was tactical in the long run.

Your back hit the mat before you could even blink. Hobie’s staff hovered over your face, deliberately making a point.

“One-zero,” he stated and let you get back up. 

Another thing you had noted was that he loved to banter as he fought. Though, this match had none of it. It was as if he was determined to show that you two were incompatible— that he wouldn’t allow someone to be compatible enough to be in his head again.

But at the same time, he would’ve proved that point by not showing up in the first place.

You stopped your staff mere inches from the side of his face.

“One-one,” you said with a smirk, then stepped back. 

And that’s how the back and forth went. Your staffs would connect with each other with loud clicks and clacks until the other misstepped. That’s how it went until sweat dripped down your bodies and you were getting sick of the other meeting your strikes.

Then, you were tied.

Three to three.

Your breaths were heavy as you waited for the other to make a move. You decided to head in first with a feint to his ribs, but he saw it coming and you barely had time to dodge his staff. It became a frantic tango with the both of you adapting to each other’s next move.

Though, you knew it wouldn’t last long. Hobie was adaptable and could fall into a routine in how he fought. However, along with his recklessness, he thrived off of unpredictability.

Which was how you ended up being flipped over his shoulder and back on your back.

His staff hovered over your face once more. He panted and wiped his forehead. “Four-three. I win.”

There were cheers from the crowd, but you tuned them out as your attention turned toward Jess and the expression she wore on her face.

In all your days at the base, you could count on one hand the amount of times you had seen the trainer wholeheartedly smile from pride.

And this had been the first.

Hobie stuck out his hand to help you up and you took it. After he pulled you up, you motioned for him to turn around and he did. You saw him stiffen at the sight of Jess’s grin. Even though the results wouldn’t be posted until later on, somehow you already knew.

The match had only proved your point.

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psssttt, lemme know if yall want another part

I love this little idea hehehehe

[the-cult-of-riley]

Sleeping With Ghosts (Act One: Chapter Twenty One)

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Female OC

[[Masterlist]]

A/N: Simon’s out here splashing the cash on his girl lololol

2008 was a miserable year and Charlotte wanted no part of it. He'd been gone now for almost 8 months and she didn't know what to do with herself. Not being able to even write him a letter was nothing but pure pain and she cursed him for fucking off to the SAS like that even though she knew it made her selfish. Beth had tried to be a distraction for her, constantly having her over or taking her out on days off, surrounding her with Joseph who was getting bigger by the day. It worked somewhat and Joseph was definitely a joy to be around, but she always wound up back at their place, miserable, silent, alone. 

She'd lost weight despite not needing to but she hadn't been able to help it. She'd pushed on, trying to be brave for his sake for as long as she could but she'd reached her breaking point somewhere along the way. Dishes piled up in the sink, rubbish didn't get taken out. Her hair was up in a greasy bun and she was withering away. She just didn't feel hungry enough to eat properly when this horrible depression was seizing her so tightly. She felt ashamed and she knew Simon would be disappointed in her if he could see her. 

She hated not knowing where he was or what he was doing. Was he being tortured right now? He was being waterboarded? Nails being torn off? She had no idea what the SAS resistance to interrogation training was like but it couldn't be good and he'd willingly put himself there. He'd made it through the selection process like she knew he would, that was sure because he'd have been home months ago otherwise, but she had no idea when he'd even be back. 

There were different kinds of training and a lot depended on how you did in the one previous. For all she knew he could fail out and get sent home tomorrow. While she'd be happy to see him, she knew he'd be devastated and she felt bad for even thinking it. She wanted him to do well because he clearly wanted this so much. She'd been there when he told his family and by what Tommy had said, it was clear that he'd planned for this for years. She couldn't be selfish just because she loved him and stop him following his dreams. She had to suck it up and suffer in silence and just hope he'd come back soon. 

She was laying in bed after work in her pyjamas, blinking at the ceiling slowly. She'd had to put his pillow long ways in the bed so it felt like someone was behind her when she slept, spritzing it with his cologne at every chance she got. It helped, but not by much. It was only about 8pm but she didn't have it in her to sit all alone on the couch and watch nonsense on TV when he wasn't here to criticise it with her. Everything felt so empty without him here. So devoid of life. 

The door to the apartment knocked and for the briefest of moments, her heart rate spiked at the idea that he was home. It dawned on her then how utterly stupid she was being because he wouldn't knock, he'd just let himself in. Then she was just confused because no one had buzzed up. Maybe it was a neighbour. She heaved herself out of bed, feet shuffling on the carpet as she made her way to the door. When she opened it, she really didn't expect to see Mrs Riley herself standing there with a face the picture of concern. Her brown eyes flit over Charlotte, worry creasing her brows. 

“Oh, lovie. Come here,” she didn't wait for a reply before scooping Charlotte into a hug and she just stood there in confusion for a moment as her throat closed up. 

“Beth told me you weren't doing well, I didn't think it was this bad,” Anne murmured, squeezing her tightly and she felt the dam break. 

She'd purposely been avoiding Anne because the woman was rather observant and she knew she wouldn't let it slide as easily as Beth did. She found herself sobbing as the woman gently shushed her, rocking her side to side softly. She felt so stupid at breaking down like this, this was Simon's mother. She had more of a right to be upset than she did yet here she was comforting her. 

She was unable to stop her gut wrenching sobs though, months and months of pent up sadness, loneliness and frustration finally being let out. Really though, it ran deeper than that, years of painful loneliness rushing to the surface. Simon's absence had opened up old wounds. Anne held her until her sobs turned to sniffles and then led her inside properly, ushering her over to the couch where she plonked Charlotte. She wrapped the quilt she'd made Simon around her like a burrito before whisking off to the kitchen area. Charlotte watched on, shame burning her cheeks red as she started to clear away to rubbish. 

“You don't have to do that, Anne,” she called out with a frown. It made her feel all kinds of bad having her tidy up for her. 

“Nonsense, Charlotte. We're family, it's what we do,” the woman gave her a soft smile before getting to work in the kitchen. At some point, a cup of tea had been put on the coffee table for her before Anne returned back to the kitchen area. A few hours later and the entire apartment was spotless.

With the place now clean, Anne started cooking and from the smell, Charlotte instantly knew it was bolognese. Her stomach ached fiercely and she frowned at the sudden hunger that hit her. Once it was simmering, Anne came into the living area, sitting in the armchair looking at her. 

“I'm sorry,” Charlotte murmured with red cheeks. The shame she felt at Anne seeing her and this place in such a state was eating her alive like a wildfire. 

“Nothing to be sorry for,” Anne smiled softly, sipping a tea of her own. There was a brief moment of silence before she spoke up again. “I remember his first deployment, I don't think I slept the entire time with the worry. It got easier to manage in time. I try and keep myself well distracted with my crafts and bingo,” she gave Charlotte a rueful smile at that and her lips tugged up, the woman really did love her bingo. 

“I knew it'd be rough because we can't contact each other at all, but… I really thought I'd adjust once he was gone. I guess I'm just dealing with a lot,” Charlotte admitted, clutching the cup in her hand tightly.

“There's no shame in that, hun. We need to find you some new hobbies. I know you love art but we should see what else we could do to keep you occupied and he'll be back before you know it.” Charlotte had to admit that Anne's words and presence were comforting to her and even though she was embarrassed to be seen this way, she definitely appreciated it. 

“A new hobby sounds good. I think it's not just Simon, if I'm honest. I mean, I miss him. I really, really miss him, but… I think it's the adjustment of having someone here every day and then not. With everything in my past, I think it's brought up a lot of old feelings and it's overwhelming,” she confessed shyly. Anne didn't know much of her past, just bits and pieces from Simon or that she'd put together from asking her questions. She'd always been polite enough to not really mention it to Charlotte. 

“I can imagine it's tough. If you want to talk about it, you know I'm here. It helps sometimes… to talk about traumatic things. I was in therapy for years after… after Simon and Tommy's dad,” the woman had a haunted look across her face that made Charlotte's chest pinch but it was gone as quickly as it came. “I'd be more than happy to listen if you wanted me to,” she added with a warm smile. 

She thought about it for a moment, considering it. She always felt like a whiny baby talking about her past, even though Simon would try to convince her she wasn't. She trusted Anne and the woman had the mother's aura about her that she had always craved to have in her life. She was kind, caring. She was nurturing and Charlotte needed that, so she did open up. 

The floodgates completely opened as she told her all of it, from her first memories to the letter her mother had left her on Christmas Eve. She told her even more than Simon and when she was done, she felt cleansed from the inside out. Anne didn't make her feel like a burden, she listened intently, poking into the conversation every now and again to tell her whatever she was talking about wasn't her fault. She appreciated the talk immensely.

Anne stayed for a good few hours, eating food with her and putting the leftovers in tubs to freeze so she could help herself to more when she wanted. She had a feeling Anne would be popping in a lot more often and she found herself feeling a little less lonely. 

“It's your birthday in three weeks, isn't it?” Anne asked as they both made their way to the front door. She blinked blankly for a moment, she hadn't even realised it. Time had become so muddled in her miserable state that she didn't notice the date. 

“Yeah, the 31st,” she answered, leaning against the doorframe as Anne hovered in the hall looking thoughtful.  

“Come to mine and I'll cook something. I'll get Beth, Tommy and Joseph to come too,” she beamed and Charlotte felt her lips tugging upwards. 

“Thanks, Anne. I really appreciate it,” she murmured. Anne bundled her into a tight hug, patting her cheek affectionately before she moved away. 

“I'll let you get some sleep, it's getting a bit late now. Don't forget I'm only a phone call away, lovie,” with another warm smile, Anne was gone. 

Charlotte tried to not let the sudden loneliness get to her as she walked back inside. She felt better with the place now clean and she felt some sort of accountability now to keep it that way. She wouldn't be so rude as to have Anne tidy her mess just for her to mess it up again. She felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders after her deep and meaningful talk to the woman. She felt closer to her and just saying all of it out loud was cathartic. That was the first night in eight months she fell asleep peacefully.

Charlotte was dressed casually, some jogging bottoms and a tank top. She was munching some cereal as she lounged on the couch watching TV. It was a little warm out and she couldn't be bothered getting dressed properly just yet. The buzzer by the door went off in the tune of shave and a haircut and her lips quirked up, amusement and confusion colouring her face. She knew exactly who was wanting to be let in but she wasn't sure why he was here at 10am on her birthday. 

She set her cereal down on the coffee table before getting up, pressing the button to open the big door downstairs. She moved to grab her cereal bowl, no longer bothered with it as she took it into the kitchen to empty it and wash it. It didn't take long before she heard someone in the hallway.

“Happy birthday to youuuu, happy birthday to youuuu, happy birthday dear Charlotte! Happy birthday to youuuu!” Her cheeks flushed red, a large snort escaping her as she hurried to the door, not wanting the neighbours to be mad at them. The door swung open to reveal a cheeky looking Tommy at the door, grin in place and a bin bag in his hands. 

“Really? You trying to burst my eardrums for my birthday?” She asked in amusement and he laughed with mischief shining behind his eyes. 

“Did it work?” His grin widened as she rolled her eyes playfully, moving aside to let him in. He waltzed right in before plonking the bin bag on the dining table. She looked at it, raising her brow before dragging her eyes back to him. The shit eating grin he was sporting did little to tell her what was going on. 

“Presents… not off us, you'll get those later at mum's. These are from Simon. Told me back before he left that if I didn't give them to you the morning of your birthday that he'd kill me,” the look on his face told her Simon had definitely threatened him and she almost felt bad for him. She was more overtaken by shock that Simon had gotten her something, something he'd bought way back in January before he left. She didn't think it would have crossed his mind if she was honest. It hadn't even occurred to her that he'd miss another of her birthdays. 

“I'll leave you to it, don't wanna be a weirdo and loiter when you open them. God knows what he's got you,” he snorted and her cheeks flushed as she levelled him a look. 

“I'll see you later, then,” she murmured, giving him a smile. He nodded, grin still firmly in place as he clapped her on the shoulder before he saw himself out. 

She blinked at the bag before opening it up to reveal five wrapped presents. Her eyes narrowed and if she had a way to contact him, she'd have chewed him out for getting her so many things. Wanting to be comfortable as she opened them, she carefully took them over to the couch, making a few trips before sitting down. 

The first one she opened was a bath set and not a cheap looking one either. It was a brand she'd never heard of before, all lavender themed which Simon knew was her favourite. She was excited to try it out, already planning on having a bath before bed and what she'd use. She wanted to be sparing with it. 

When she unwrapped the second gift, she was greeted with the fluffiest and softest dressing gown she'd ever seen. Her eyes lit up as she rubbed it between her hands, knowing this would be perfect to put on after her bath. The next one she unwrapped was a copy of the complete works of H.P Lovecraft. Her chest warmed at how attentive he was, at how he listened to her every word, even her random musings in passing. She'd only mentioned wanting to read this once to him and yet he'd remembered. 

She opened the fourth and blinked slowly at it as she came face to face with a framed picture of one of her own artworks. It was a landscape piece of Clayton Vale she'd done, where the blackberry bushes were, where she'd taken Simon. She had no idea when he got it off her tablet or how but it was so odd to see her artwork displayed like this. It was surreal, a slightly out of body experience. She liked art and she didn't think she was bad at it but she didn't think she was that good to have her stuff framed either. Yet looking at this picture, she felt pride swell in her chest and a smile tug at her face. 

The last gift was the smallest and she wasn't sure why she'd decided to save it for last. She tore open the paper, looking at the small, velvet box, so similar to the one she'd gotten Simon for Christmas. She cracked the box open and it felt like the air left her lungs in a whoosh, eyes widening alarmingly. It was a necklace, a very beautiful necklace. The chain was silver and the pendant had a light blue gem in the centre, surrounded by a bunch of clear gems. It wasn't quite a circle, nor was it a square and the inside of the lid caught her attention with a small sticker inside. 

Cushion Cut Aquamarine and Diamond Halo Necklace.

Her eyes almost fell out of their sockets. Diamonds, like real actual diamonds. She'd presumed they were cubic zirconia because there was no way he spent that much money on her to get real fucking diamonds. She was speechless and while she was mad he spent so much money on her, she felt her chest full with inexplicable warmth as she reached into the box and carefully took it out. 

She'd never owned anything like this and she was almost scared to put it on. She knew damn well though that he didn't buy it for her to just never wear it so she put it around her neck. Took her a few tries to get the clasp by herself but once it was on, she moved over to the mirror to glance at it. It looked so elegant and she bit her lip with a smile as the light bounced off it. It was beautiful and she really couldn't believe it. 

She felt utterly spoiled and she knew that was his intention, the little shit. She couldn't wait for him to get home so she could try and show him just how much she appreciated them all. She scooped up all of the wrapping paper, moving into the kitchen to put it into the bin. When she grabbed the bin bag to do the same, something fell out of it onto the floor. She crouched and grabbed it, eyes reading her name scrawled on the front of an envelope. She moved to sit at one of the dining chairs as she opened it, revealing a birthday card. The front had a cartoon T-Rex on it, the text reading;

Girlfriend,

You give me a

T-Rextion!

An inelegant snort left her lips at the bad joke and she shook her head. She wished he was here so she could take the piss out of him for it. He and Tommy always did the bad jokes and she knew he would have found this hilarious. She opened up the card, surprised to see the entirety of the inside covered with writing, not just a simple birthday greeting. 

Hello love. 

Sorry I've missed another one of your birthdays. Can't wait to actually celebrate one with you in person, want to take you out for a nice meal. I hope you liked all your presents. I know you might be a bit miffed I spent so much, but I've got nothing else I'd rather spend my money on. Treating you isn't just for you but it's for me too. I like being able to take care of you and I want to be able to spoil you. Hopefully you won't be too mad. 

You'll be reading this eight months after I've written it. Weird that. I know for a fact that right now as you're reading it, I'll be missing you like mad. Honestly dreading going because of how much I'll miss you. Deployment last time was fucking miserable because of it. Don't think I'll ever get used to having someone back home waiting for me. It's a bit of a double edged sword but I wouldn't change it for the world. 

I hope you have a good birthday and make sure you're not locking yourself away for it. You don't have to spend it alone. Hopefully I'll be back soon enough. Can't wait to just wrap you in my arms again. Hate sleeping without you next to me now. 

Running out of space so I'll finish this up. There's so much I wish I could say but I'll settle with telling you that I love you. So much that I can't even put into words. You're the best thing to ever happen to me, Lottie. Thank you for loving a man like me. 

I love you and I'll see you soon, sweetheart.

Simon x

She wiped her eyes with a watery smile, standing to go and put the card up on the fireplace. While he wrote it before he left, it was nice to read it now. It made her feel a little closer to him and she was sure she'd read it a few more times before he ended up coming back. She hated having no contact at all. After putting her gifts in the appropriate places, she decided to start to get ready to go to Anne's. Despite Simon's absence, having his gifts and card and spending time with his family made her feel cared about and much less alone on her birthday. Maybe this birthday would be a good one. 

[otomiyaa]

DGSKSHDK MASHLE??? 👀👀👀

Im so excited for you!!! I finished both manga and anime within a week and it easily jumped to one of my fav manga/anime of all the time 🥹🥹 the story is so hilarious and also so wholesome too AAAAA

AH YEEES the anime looks so cute!

I'm so thankful to the random guy in the plane next to me lololol. I couldn't resist and kept peeking at his phone to watch, and there was a scene that made me laugh.. something with a door? Breaking, or something? Idk how to explain but it looked funny.

I'm currently watching Honkai Star Rail (yes I watch, don't play), Sousou no Frieren, Cherry Magic (and kdrama Queen of Tears) but as soon as I've got room in my watching schedule I might add it somewhere in the priority lane hahaha.

[zalrb]

For exactly a moment. When she'd rushed outside to see the source of the moaning and the sighing and the crying out of Stefan's name, she'd had an idea of what to expect and for a second, she thought that was what she was seeing, Katherine on her knees pleasuring him, until she realized, this was ... worse. Much worse. She was drinking his blood. Stefan's blood. And he'd drank from hers first.

elenas reaction:

my reaction to her reaction:

like i just wanna hug her and tell her it's gonna be okay 😭

She had the belt around her hand, Katherine on her knees, and she pulled with all the force she had -- even if this wouldn't kill her, she wanted to hear her bones crack, she wanted to hear her choke -- but instead she heard wheezing laughter, and the words Katherine couldn't speak but only mouth silently. "Mine ... he's mine now..."    

my reaction:

THAT WAS SO PETTY. and hilarious!

elenas reaction:

and then suddenly the pain was gone.  Stefan threw Katherine to the side, her body crashing into the wall, and helped Elena up, bringing her to a corner, inspecting her head, her face, saying frantically, "It's OK, you're OK."

Elena kept trying to push forward but Stefan held her back, his arms around her, He stood still as a rock, allowing her to battle against him until she started to calm, to feel the recognizable comfort of his arms around her and she eased into his embrace, unable to fight against the peace he'd always made her feel ...

Stefan watched as she started stretching. "You hurt me, you know, throwing me to the side for Elena. She was the one who started it."

Stefan stared at her. "I didn't lie to you either, Katherine."

this is why i fucking love this fanfic. i remember back in season five everyone was jumping on that steferine bandwagon (especially delena shippers) but most of them lacked critical thinking, they tried to romanticize their relationship and excuse katherines behavior which REALLY rubbed me the wrong way. but you do the opposite of that. you dont try to turn steferine into something theyre not, you acknowledge how fucked up katherine is, you acknowledge stefans attraction towards her without dismissing his justified resentment, in fact, your fanfic deals with his negative feelings towards her all the time. your fanfic made me realize that i really enjoy their dynamic when it's well written. the way you explore the psychology behind their dynamic is very compelling to read!

oh thank you! and that's exactly what i wanted to do when writing this fic which is also why stelena is such a big part of it because there is this resistance to just enjoying a dynamic or exploring a dynamic that is interesting and entertaining and not at all healthy or that's at least way more complicated than the romanticized versions and i was like no, i want to live in how toxic this relationship is and revel in it lololol

[times-of-drought]

🎨nrinne-devotion-club follow

First of all, thank you for such a kind message, RC! It fills our hearts with joy to see people join Nrinne's cause! We are happy to gain a new member :D

As a disclaimer, please, always remember to ensure you have obscured your identity as much as possible while interacting with this blog! Remember, your ISP can give your information to the Wellness Offices! If you are nane, we advise against interacting with us at all unless you use completely anonymous ways (we have a guide for that here!)

As you may know, Nrinne used to be god of Art and Beauty, and She saw beauty in every living being, not just szekh. When She tried to object to the hierarchy, She was branded a traitor, Her domain stripped away from Her.

But we persevere with Her message, fighting to make our overlords recognize Her goodness and right the proverbial wrongs.

To answer your question, there is no clash between Ysyl, Olrmo and Nrinne!

Olrmo did not participate in Nrinne's Betrayal-Myth, and we have no reasons to assume she took part in it. Furthermore, a big chunk of her modern followers cultivate love and friendship towards humans!

Ysyl is a no-brainer, because, as her domain suggests, she already has you in her care. You couldn't have landed in a better spot, because mod Ytekon is an ordained Ysylite!

Ysyl, as a god, is accepting of everyone who has ever been ostracised, discriminated against, or in any other way singled out. Thus, automatically, all Nrinne's followers are protected by Ysyl.

It is a wise decision to drop Usuur, as they are one of the gods who directly acted in the Nrinne Betrayal-Myth! They stole from Her part of her domain, Artists! (For the same reason we advise against worshipping Wer, as he stole Beauty)

Thank you so much again for converting! May the dagger in the shadows and resistance against oppression always lead your actions!

#answered asks #mod polszinkh #RC anon #questions #nrinne cult #nrinne positive #anti-nrinne dni #pro-nrinne #anti-usuur #anti-wer #nrinne devotees please interact

🔪proud-betrayer follow

I fucking hate this sanitised 'oooooh lets love everyone :333 I want humans to be incorporated into our social structures' BS. Being devout to Nrinne is not rainbows and writing sad petitions, it's wrecking shit up and murdering people.

Also LOL if you are wanted by the WO then maybe you should reconsider what you are calling for on the internet, I've been active in the real Nrinne community and I was never sent for correcting.

Maybe there's something wrong with YOU and your pro-human anti-szekh shit.

You act as if we (Nrinne devotees) were the most persecuted group when non-pantheon faiths are literally RIGHT HERE lololol

#also before you go at me cuz I "admitted to murder" the statute of limitations is 20 years and it passed A LONG TIME AGO #also Im literally a nane with a family practicing non-pantheon faiths so tuck your self-righteousness in your mommy's skirt pocket

🎆future-lord-trust follow

#I LOVE RELIGIOUS INFIGHTING #I just know the proud-betrayer guy would stab as a warning #wanna hook up w/ me? twirls hair #prommy its not cuz ur a nane

🔪proud-betrayer follow

Im a woman btw

And I do this to my sexual partners

🎆future-lord-trust follow

I think zi hauve covid

[aisheyrufox]

We Love Katamari BUT IT CLIPS THROUGH THE FLOOR?!?!

So I totally forgot about this until today, and I figured I would share cause it was pretty funny.

About a week ago, I'm playing We Love Katamari on my switch. I love this game, it is one of my FAVORITES. I play it on my Playstation 2 all the time, and being allured by it being on my favorite handheld console (Plus the extra additions) I couldn't resist.

I chug through this game real fast. I've played it for years so I can say, without being full of it, that I am pretty dang good. Not god tier mind you, but pretty good. So I get to my favorite level, The little Bird and the Elephant, really quickly. I. Love. That. Level. So I'm rolling the Katamari along, and I'm about big enough to start picking up the smaller houses when all of a sudden The Prince and the Katamari just FALL THROUGH THE FLOOR.

I'm staring at my screen like...WUT!?!? WUT? Did the game break? What's happening. And then King pops up and says something like, "Uh oh! This is the Royal Warp. How embarrassing!" and it happens 5 Freakin Times in a Row.

Fortunately it finally stopped and I was able to continue, but I am not gonna lie that was both the most aggravating and yet hilarious thing I have ever seen in one of my games that I have played. Just, "OH hey there might potentially be some gamers that come across this part of the area that they fall through. Haha Royal Warp.". LOL. Wow game designers LOLOLOL. Cracking me up over here XD

The only thing that made me really mad about it at the end is that I JUST GOT BIG ENOUGH TO ROLL UP THE KING and it was in the LAST 8 SECONDS and I couldn't SEE. SO If I HADN'T ROYAL WARPED through the floor and lost that 40 SECONDS his ROYAL HIGHNESS would have been ROLLED. Doggone it! LOL. Ah well. I can do it again.

[batteredwarriorstillstanding]

So, I am "HOPING FOR" a result more in line with the ice cream socials attendance in our 90s (did you know I am 10 months older than you..)

You should start tapping into the wisdom that comes with age...right? Lol

Anyway, though, either way....all I am SURE about is that I need you right now...not gonna give away the cheap gift, but it's something you are gonna want to take possession of asap. I won't tell you what it is. It would be tacky (and we both know you would never associate yourself with anything "tacky." Lol....I am sorry. I couldn't resist. Take my word for it, you, your past words and actions would NEVER need to absorb any such accusations! Lolol.....okay, that is a lie....and I say this because I love you and have no difficulty admitting that you may very well be my favorite person, that is why I can say that, while I would not describe you as "tacky" you have not completely avoided all connections to the label. Whatever. Nobody bats 1.000. For example, if I were to to say that "it's a high end, aromatherapy bubble bath kit" that would be a bit tacky, and hurt my average (which, in this category, is still better than your's. I won't get cocky, though I lose in most others. So, that IS the gift....it was actually the request of someone else years ago when I couldn't decide what to buy THEIR weird ass (she was also rich, so....those people are impossible to shop for. You aren't super rich (as far as I know), but single with a great job. I'm sure you have everything you need, and I don't really know what you want

.thought about a Castle Boutique gift card, then I remembered I still have the bubble bath stuff. Fwiw, many women swear by this shit...I can't believe I am not on speed. Go figure. This likely isn't helping my cause. Gonna stfu...uh...SOON ) so I finally just asked her, I bought one of these, it was a huge hit. I repeated this for every one of the weird, financially independent, women on my list with either grown or no kids (total number was 5 last year, but is already 7) Added bonus: after receiving this, try...JUST TRY to avoid thinking about me--at least occasionally, while you are naked...you can't. Hahahaha..That statement was a bit tacky, perhaps I have caught up now?! Lololol...or NOT.I LOVE YOU, though....so, I am allowed to point out the "tacky" thing. When you call me "a fuckin' dork," that's just mean. You are simply being a mean bitch...."bullying" is what you are guilty of practicing, actually...whereas, I am not. The difference? That's right. Known and stated love! There is only one way for you to redeem yourself, as far as I can see....I, for one, would hate for you to carry the burden of having partake in such a horrible affront to humanity. FORTUNATELY, my love for you knows no bounds and I will ABSOLUTELY permit you to love me in order to r'ender these accusations certain to be thrown your way by the prosecutor's forces of the enemies of man ...and, ultimately, of God as well. In fact, accept my bubble bath, allow me to be secure in the knowledge that you will not be able to completely avoid thinking of me while naked and I will call it even. The next personal communication between us....if there winds up being one, will be your idea (unless you make a habit of reading my blog (which will cover the subject with an obsession only you can inspire from me!

Oh come on, allow me this moral victory, at least. Lol

On a serious not, I love you, please be safe.....

[aerinmelina]

Fictober 2020 day 6 prompt: “That was impressive.”

Fandom: Fablehaven (Dragonwatch)

Not particularly spoilerific for Dragonwatch book 4, buuuuut maybe stay away if you haven’t read the book yet. This is where my thoughts immediately jumped to upon hearing of Prince Doriano.

Once again: May contain spoilers for Dragonwatch 4.

“Tell me, Kendra. How did it feel to wear the crown of the Fairy Queen?” Ronodin leaned his head against one of his hands and peered at her with the same distantly interested look he often tended to give her.

“I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” Kendra cooly replied. Her patience with him was growing thin. How much longer did she have to put up with this infuriating, evil unicorn? At what point was she allowed to politely slip away? Curse societal convention! The fact that she kept running into him in moments when she couldn’t just outright scream at him was fraying her nerves.

“I admit, that was impressive,” Ronodin said. “Not as impressive as some things I have witnessed in my time, but still. Very clever, Kendra. I understand why people tend to be so very enamored of you.”

She did her best to kill him with her glare. He simply chuckled and placed his drink down on the tabletop nearest to him. And then he did something Kendra didn’t think she could ever forgive him for.

He held his hand out to her and said, “Would you care to dance?”

Kendra glanced around the room and saw many eyes looking in their direction. She was in the care of the Giant Queen. The Queen and her guests - both large and small - knew Ronodin by a very different name and personality than Kendra did. She knew the truth. They did not.

Unfortunately, Kendra was the new girl in town; she hadn’t done anything to earn the giant’s trust yet, at least not that they knew or cared about. Ronodin had formed a camaraderie with the Queen and her council. They trusted him. For her to follow through with her desire to punch Ronodin in his stupid face would be for her to invoke the wrath of the Giant Queen upon herself, and she knew better than that.

Societal convention. 

Play the part, Kendra, she told herself. Pretend you don’t know who he actually is. Play the part and then move on.

Kendra was sure that the smile which spread across her face looked as forced as it actually was, but she took his hand and allowed him to lead her to the dance floor in silence. Their awkward walk was short-lived, and when Ronodin turned toward her, he leaned in close and whispered, “You don’t have to scream so loudly at me.”

She yanked her hand out of his and he laughed. He’d been listening to her thoughts! How could she have forgotten that he had that ability?!

Laughter continued to gush out of him as he pulled her into a dance without warning. She stumbled over her feet, righted herself, and before she knew it, she was being whisked all over the dance floor. Kendra was passed between several different partners. She was spun and twirled and lifted and everyone moved so quickly that she found she was actually somewhat enjoying herself. If Ronodin hadn’t been there, she might’ve even been having fun.

“Ouch, Kendra,” his voice rang in her ears. “That was mean.” She’d managed to wind up back in his arms again.

“Oh, please,” she replied. “Don’t pretend you didn’t know how I feel about you.”

“This particular virtuous maiden has an edge to her,” he crowed. “I’ve never met anyone quite like you before. I can see why my cousin likes you so much.”

“I don’t want to talk to you about-” 

“Sorry, but you’ll have to hold that thought,” he interrupted. “Time to trade partners again.”

The next man she was partnered with didn’t say anything to her. He followed the steps of the dance, which Kendra now had memorized, spun her under his arm, then passed her to another person. She went through three additional partners before winding back up with Ronodin once more.

“Still want to punch my face in, hmm?” he asked. His tone of voice held a lilt of teasing in it.

“More than anything,” she replied as sweetly as she could.

“I’m really not as bad as you think I am.”

“Your actions suggest otherwise.”

He appeared to be thoughtful for a moment. “I wonder, if you truly knew my past and my objectives, if you would still think that way.”

That struck her as an odd thing to say. Odd and wrong. She opened her mouth to ask him to explain himself, but he let go of her hand and bowed to her as the music ceased. 

As suddenly as she’d been swept up into it, the dance had ended.

“Thank you for your company,” Ronodin said as he stood back up. “I’m sure I’ll see you again, although perhaps sooner than you’d prefer.”

Kendra was left standing on the dance floor, staring after him in confusion and what felt like even more frustration than earlier.

Stupid, evil, cryptic unicorn, she thought. And I didn’t get to punch him in the face.

[risingsouls]

@heroicmuses​ asked: 60: Do you wanna get married? Nabooru from Trunks or Broly.

60: Do you wanna get married?

           “ What’s this? Two proposals in a single day? I guess I haven’t lost it after all. Sorry, boys, but I’m going to have to turn you down, sweet and flattering as this is. I hardly know either of you, anyway.

           “ To answer the question more generally, it’s not necessarily a goal for me. I was engaged at one point in my life and...well, circumstances out of our control prevented an actual marriage, if we ever would have made it that far. But it’s never been on my mind or something I strive for. The engagement I mentioned just sort of...fell into place for us and the eventual marriage was more for his sake as the king than my own. But I don’t need it to feel fulfilled or like whatever relationship I might be in is valid and has depth and meaning. It’s not a lifelong dream or all that important to me, nor would lack of a proposal be some kind of deal breaker. If I’m in love, I’m in love. I don’t need a ring, a ceremony, or a piece of paper to prove that to myself or my partner. I can do that myself. ”

[mcl-alloveragain]

CHALLENGE — Creating OC using a playlist

Hello again!!! Today is something different from my usual content, but @marchiveeee (thank you btw!!!<3) has challenged me to do this and I just love this type of things, so I couldn't resist akajjsjxj

Since this blog is MCL related, let's just pretend this OC is for one of LI lololol

I also had some troubles with choosing a playlist i will shuffle, but since I'm a huge ✨Theathre Kid✨ (and because i was afraid some songs from marchiveeee would repeat itself because i have them on my playlists too ajhshwjs great music taste, honey!!!) i choose my musical playlist :p

So... Yeah, enjoy hahahha

PEROSNALITY / Dear Theodosia — Hamilton

So, this song in general is about how much love the characters have for their kids and when you think about it this way, then our OC can appear <a bit> spoiled. And I think she is, we can make it work, I'm actually pretty spoiled myself so yeah XD But her parents had pretty high expectations of her, too

Someday, someday... You'll blow us all away

We can also make the lyric not about her, but sung by her, then we get more personality traits. Because she's a fighter, she tries her best to make this world a better place. She's an activist, I can see her fighting for gay rights, protecting our environment, she's also for sure feminist and she's just so powerful. And it all comes from the fact how much caring she is. She has so much love for other people, even strangers, and she shows it all the time. She's the mum friend.

We'll bleed and fight for you

We'll make it right for you

And the song itself is quite calm and comforting and those words can also describe her. She is your comfort person, who hugs you, listens to you and kicks ass of people who dared upset you.

JOB / We Got Work To Do — Firebringer

Is she... a..... caveman?!?! 😱

Well, unfortunately not :( But I laughed so much when I saw that song because it's both the best and the worst song I could get for this category.

But I think she's some kind of scientist! Like, this or unemployed because::

I don't really wanna do the work today

Hahha, no but for real, I'm pretty sure she's a scientist. It suits both the song and the fact her parents had high expectations of her. And the song later is about discovering new things, learning about the world.

So many wondrous here for our kind

A world of tools and knowledge left to find

BACKSTORY / You Will Be Found — Dear Evan Hansen

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD SONG FOR BACKSTORY OMG OMG I'M LIKE, SO EXCITED AKAJAJJA

It's also a song I usually cry to, even tho it's actually pretty heartwarming.

Have you ever felt like nobody was there?

Have you ever felt forgotten in the middle of nowhere?

Have you ever felt like you could disappear?

Like you could fall, and no one would hear?

We can go with the same plot that is in musical (well, not excatly the same but still) and say that one of her friends commited sui**de. But I don't really feel it, you know? I mean, it would suit her pretty much, but i don't want to make it too easy. I think she herself had problems with her mental health in the past. Maybe because of the pressure, or maybe was she bullied for being too soft? Maybe she befriended someone who was bullied (ekhm KEN) and she got in troubles because of that? Yeah, pretty much. And that was the real reason why she changed school. And in her story, Ken didn't follow her on his own, she made him do it because she didn't want to leave him there alone.

Even when the dark comes crushing through

When you need a friend to carry you

And when you're broken on the ground

You will be found

Anyways, it's all in the past. It made her stronger and even more sensitive for other's pain.

FRIENDS / Raise A Little Hell — Bonnie&Clyde

Okay, now I'm seriously concerned about our little girl.

<I also screamed because i love this song so much>

But okay, it kinda makes sense. She's the "But I can fix him!" kind of girl, so the fact her friends are...... well, the fact that her friends can be defined by this song is not that surprising.

Justice here don't fit the crime

I've been broken by the Devil

Justice is a waste of time

I won't get to heaven

Why not raise a little Hell?

No, seriously, someone needs to kick her ass because she's just, she cannot turn her back to someone who needs help, but sometimes she really SHOULD. I really hope she will find some better friends in future, because the ones she has right now are so gonna ruin her life 🙄

LOVE LIFE / Summer Nights — Grease

HAVE YOU HEARD MY SCREAM?!?! HAVE YOU?!!?! Because I'M GETTING SO LUCKY RIGHT NOW JSJAJANNSNSNA it literally suits her so much!!!

Like, sorry guys, but this time i'll stick with the story showed in musical because IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE!! For context, in musical this song is singed by two main leads to their friends, picturing the same relationship from both perspectives and the boys shows off so much, lies and all those, because being in love is unmanly and he's BAD BOY. And when they meet after the song, he acts like nothing happened in between them because of his reputation.

He got friendly holding my hand

Well she got friendly down in the sand

He was sweet, just turned eighteen

Well, she was good, you know what I mean

And my first thought was to match her with HSL Castiel, but no. No, I would make a terrible mistake if i matched her with Cassie.

Because there's a <University> Nathaniel. And it's just so so so so so so....sjjajajjas how come everything makes so much sense so far?!

She and Nath dated in HSL, broke up when she went to study abroad. And when she came back, she met her high school sweetheart completely broken, a literal bad boy, she barely recognised him after all the sweet times they shared together. And of course she, the fighter, the "i can fix him" kind of girl, went for him. It was painful, but after some time they managed to find each other again.

LIVE IN... / Time Warp — The Rocky Horror Picture Show

What the hell.

Yeah, that broke my mind. Like, I have literally no idea how to make it work.

I remember doing the Time Warp

Ughhhhh so I guess I have to go with the context again. It's a party song. But the characters who are singing actually miss their home very much, as it showed at the end of the movie. So I guess she never moved out of her hometown again after she came back from the uni. She loves this place too much (wherever it is. Like, as far as i remember the city from the My Candy Love doesn't really have a name, right?).

But I have no idea tbh. But every single song before was so good for this challenge, I can live with this one being not. Hopefully the next ones will be easier skjajsjsj

CLOTHING STYLE / I know him — Hamilton

The song is sung by the King, so her clothes are probably pretty expensive. I feel like she's pretty basic, but because of her care for environment, she doesn't do fast fashion and buys only from good, expensive, planet-safe brands. The more eco the better. Song is also pretty cheerful and light, I think her clothes are, too. She probably rarely wears dark colours, she prefer white to black and all that.

HOBBIES / Waving Through a Window — Dear Evan Hansen; There! Right There! — Legally Blonde

So her hobbies are waving through a window and finding something there, right there?! Omg!!!!!! Sjajsjjsjaajja

No, all jokes aside, those are also pretty tough too match to something.

Let's start with the first song

I try to speak, but nobody can hear

So I wait around for an answer to appear

While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass

I'm waving through a window, oh

Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me?

I know I mentioned at least a few times that she's an activist, but this song actually made me think about what would she do to actually help suffering teenagers. 'Cause she would. She hates bullying and she still remember how much her friend, Ken(tin), has suffered because of it. And there are some non profit organisations founded to fight with it, so maybe one of her "hobbies" would be supporting them as much as she can?? It sounds so stupid as a hobby, i know, but like, i cannot really work with that song 😫 it's not even a hobby as it, but still, she fully gives her whole heart to it, you know??? U get my thinking, right?????

Well now that I'm thinking, maybe she just doesn't really have any hobbies, because she's so focused on her job and on helping other that there's a very little time she has left for herself. It's unhealthy, but the more i think about her, the more it makes sense.

Yeah...

And the second song, do not laugh, but I actually almost instantly got one, extremely stupid idea about a "hobby". Well, at least for her favourite tv series. Because this girl actually love court shows. (Fun fact, i didn't know there was a name for that, i just knew two court shows that were extremely popular in my country even tho the acting in them is horrible akjajajz but i googled it and wow, it's actually a thing). But yeah, she has a thing for them... I once had, too, when I was like 6. But I don't judge (hehe, 'judge').

Wjsjsjjsjsks it's too difficult, next time i'll just do this challenge with a normal playlist because sjajsjjdjwjakkqkwbebdbejwiwksjjdjd 😫😫😫😫

We can also be just so random and say she likes hiking in the forest because in the lyrics of 1st song there's a mention of forest, and she likes sport because in the second song there's a mention of sports 🙄🙄🙄🙄 you know what, let's just be random, yeah, i give up.

When you're falling in a forest

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They play peculiar sports

In shiny shirts and tiny shorts

Hope you're satisfied. (i'll never be 😫)

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Now that I have all the data I can choose a name for her. She could just stay Candy, it suits her, but she also gives me a "M name" kind of vibe, like Melody (IT WOULD BE SO FUNNY IF SHE WAS A MELODY TOO SINCE SHE'S WITH NATH THO XDDD) or Maisie. Yeah, Maisie is great.

Maisie Bonnet, I would say. Well, I'm so sorry, Maisie, but I already have one OC for Nath, so I don't think I will ever write anything about you... Well, my oc for Nath does not break up with him tho, so maybe someday, if i get to write and university smut or something like that....... we'll see ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

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Anyway, I had so much fun I definitely try to do it sometime again!!! Thank you again, Mar!!! ❤️❤️ And I also thank everyone who even read the whole thing :")

And since i was challenged, i want to challenge someone, too!

I CHALLENGE:

@allyymcl hi :p of course you don't have to do it if you don't want to 👉🏻👈🏻 but i would really like to see your oc and which one of LI would they suit the best🥺

[kyutown]

Good evening my liege! 💖 I was intrigued to find out about you while diving deeper into tumblr hell so, I am here with a plead to ship me with nct and svt, of you'd be so kind ✨

Alright so for starters, I'm an infp! I'm a generally well-mannered person with people I meet for the first time, borderline sweet and awkward at the same time. I like not to overinvest in first meetings with people and sometimes I think I am somewhat defensive of myself. My emotions always show on my face, both the good and the bad ones. So if someone does say something that I find offensive or whatnot, it SHOWS. I generally hate rude and offensive people all together, as well as people who are vulgar if we're not well acquainted first.

I'm not good at starting conversations and I usually just tend to listen to my friends talk most of the time. It's not like I have nothing to say but I really like listening to my favorite people ramble on about things they love or generally talk about their lives. Im a pretty good listener and I am always objective, even with my family. I won't hold back and I will give you my honest opinion in every case. I always try to see from all perspectives, maybe that's why I'm often somewhat indecisive.

That being said, I really don't shut up about things I love or my hobbies. I'm usually the mood maker of the group as I hate conflict and tension. I am a very sarcastic and cynical person in general and that reflects on my humor, which can vary from vulgar to very dark and inappropriate. Yes, the type of person that will try to hold in their laughter cause I made a mental joke to a funeral. I love witty, stimulating and deep conversations. I'm not that big on casual chitchat but it's okay most of the time I guess.

I'm the personification of open-minded and im also quite opinionated and I can back up my arguments if needed but I tend to avoid getting into heated conversations cause again, my mind reads it as tension. I love being around friends doing nothing and everything but most of the time, I find alone time to be very healing for my mind and soul. I find authenticity and weird little quirks that people have extremely attractive. I'm somewhat stubborn as well.

I also used to have stress and anxiety issues, not anything serious but enough that I had trouble sleeping at night. It was just a few years ago that I decided to not care about every single thing and have a more of a "fuck that" approach in life and honestly, I've never imagined that it would be so liberating. I regained my confidence, physically and mentally, it was an empowering process! I really do believe that self-exploring and healing is the no1 most important thing that someone can do. Love yourself first and foremost and fck what anybody thinks.

So, moving on xD I am a romantic and soft deep down, even though I try not to show sad emotions when around people. But you can be sure I cry at random rescuing dog videos, or videos with people helping each other. I love humanity but hate it at the same time? 😂 Idk if that makes sense, it is what I feel lol I love to learn new random stuff! I'm currently studying linguistics and uni and I aim to be a translator or interpreter, cause i love languages and the cultural differences that come with it. Hence my undying love for music of different genres and languages! Music relaxes me and I couldn't imagine going on without it for more than 3 days. While I do tend to listen to kpop which is more upbeat and experimental, I also LOVE Latin music and rock. I love love traveling around the world! My hobbies include drawing which I'm self taught, fashion and creative writing! I tend to daydream A LOT during the day and so many ideas pop up in my head. I love exploring other cultures' religions and beliefs as well as mythology. I always found it fascinating. I love plants as well! My room is basically a garden xD I also love mystical but also borderline creepy and gory stuff xD I call skulls "pretty" the same way I would call a puppy "cute" 🤣 I'm aware οf that but I can't help but enjoy the look of horror in people's faces xD

oh, I really enjoy observing people as well! Not in a weird way! Their mannerisms, the way they speak, their features. I also love thriller and horror movies the most as well as dark social drama ones. You know, with murders, suicides etc I like how in even the tiniest ways they depict our society as people and frankly, it's sad but I try to be optimistic and keep a positive approach in life. I also really appreciate stand-up comedy xD

Closing up this huge essay, some last things xD I, and I cannot stress this enough, am unable to flirt. Like at all. I can't even maintain eye contact for more than two Seconds. I wish I was kidding. Sadly I'm not 😂Weird thing is, turns out I am actually able to flirt but I'm not aware I'm doing it?? I'm a master at text flirting apparently lololol. What I am, is also called DENSE AS SHIT when it comes to couple things. True story, if you want to do the freaky with your s/o and you need me to leave the room you better TELL ME RIGHT TO MY FACE or else, we gon be there aaaaall night xD And its actually a remarkable feature of mine, considering how dirty minded I usually am lol

I also think I'm touch starved sometimes, like I really like hugs and cuddling and teasing but I'm not gonna ask for it🥺I'm a night owl and I tend to procrastinate a lot. I can't work efficiently if there's not a deadline, like I need that pressure on me in order to function xD My weak spot is actually to act whiny and needy and cutely in front of me. I can do ANYTHING that u ask me of when this happens. And if I show any resistance, JUST KEEP IT UP. I'm jelly on the floor when this happens. Idfk why, it just works?? My sister is abusing the sht out of this method 😭I can't say I make friends easily, cause I believe I do come off as maybe off-putting or weird at times, plus as I said if you're really cant shove your conversation in my face the first time we meet, imma be just an awkward ball of giggles and smiles and "can I go home now pls" 🤣 My general aesthetic / vibes would be sunsets on beaches, soft grunge, cottage core, lofi and hedge witch aesthetics!

Okay so, I think that's everything and probably way more than u needed, so thank you for reading everything my stupid ass wrote❤️

hi! thank you for responding!

for nct, i think yuta would be a nice fit! yuta also likes rock as his favorite band is one ok rock which is a rock band. i feel like you guys would always listen to music (not always rock) and would enjoy making time go by like this!

for seventeen, i think you would match well with the8! the8 would be the type to enjoy exploring new cultures with you and new religions, he would also love to dress up with you and put together outfits with you!

[fifteenskies15]

✧ SaneGiyuu Headcanon: The Married Life of Tomioka and Shinazugawa Sensei (Modern AU) ✧

Admin 15: Why, hello hello, welcome back my fellow SaneGiyuu stans to my mediocre Headcanon, before I get to the point allow me to say a million thanks for the likes and reblogs from the first HC, you guys are beautiful and kind, I love you guys so much, you guys don't have to but still Thank you, thank you and thank you, and for that, I shall gave you all tis simple crumbs I made from the bottom of my (high-key non-existent) heart enjoy the crumbs my friends

⚠ Warning: Implied NSFW ahead, please tread lightly! ⚠

Ay, ay, so let's see... Sanemi and Giyuu are married couples however no students knows but the staff and headmaster know about their relationship...or marriage in general

They live in a simple and affordable house, perfect for two (and even family of four lololol) and quite near the station

Sometime you wonder, who would wake up first? Surprisingly it's Giyuu, Sanemi would still sleeping coz yk, all the students homework he gotta examined and he had to stay up for that shit, poor Nemi sensei.

It's hard to wake him up, Giyuu would gently shake him so that he woke up although it gave him quite a while

So he invented a trick

"Sanemi, wake up, it's five am, we have to get ready"

"I graduated literally few years ago, I don't need school"

Oh you sweet, clueless, stupid, airhead hoe Sanemi Shinazugawa, You're a teacher...

Time to pull out big guns

(Slight NSFW warning)

*insert Giyuu moanin'* "Nemi~ come over to the bathtub with me please"

Needless to say, Sanemi jolt awake and rushed to the bathroom in order to join Giyuu (what a hoe *fifteen has been slayed*)

As nice as sharing a passionate morning baths, it has to end, Giyuu knows how proud his husband is with his body so he let two or three buttons left undo.

But BETCH YOU THOT HE GON SHARE WHAT'S HIS

"As nice to see your chest, you have to remember it's mine too"

And now he's "Jealous"oka Giyuu

Sanemi somehow find jealous Giyuu cute because he would pout, pout and pout.

Baby boy, baby

After dressing up, they had a breakfast together, just a simple bowl of rice and some salt marinated fish

If one of them finished the food first, they'll make the lunch for two

They made a bento, with ohagi, mochi or three coloured dumplings as desert

They didn't forget to brush their teeth after eat, don't worry, bare with them and their morning routine

Before they went to train station, they give MORNING KISSES, mostly on cheeks before they went off.

As they arrived at school, Giyuu immediately took out his bamboo sword and get ready.

"I'll see you at lunchtime, Danna"

"At least give your Danna a kiss before you go, Mr. Shinazugawa Giyuu..."

Giyuu roll his eyes and give his white haired husband a short sweet kiss before he went to the staff room.

Now skip to lunchtime

Giyuu is a bitch

Okay, I take it back!! He ain't a bitch, he just maybe a little late? He was chasing Kamado boy for violating the school rule by wearing that hanafuda earrings

He then decided to stop and join Sanemi having a lunch under the birch tree away from the people eyesight.

"The fuck took you so long, Giyuu?"

"Duty calls to chase Kamado around"

Sanemi roll his eyes, his husband is really stick to his duty seriously,....which is why he love his husband sense of duty.

They ate the bento while cloud watching together, and talk a lot of things, by how the students being whiny and doing stupid things or the commotion that Rengoku and Uzui sensei caused in today's class.

FEEDING EACH OTHER THE SEQUEL

They feed each other's food then even wipe the rice that stuck on the corner of their lips and would sensually licks it away

After they finished their food, they CUDDLE WHILE ENJOYING THE SWAYING WIND, SETTLING COMFORTABLY IN EACH OTHER'S ARMS.

AND PLAYING GIYUU'S HAIR

Giyuu is a small spoon so it's pretty obvious, lol

Sanemi thought Giyuu's Raven hair is so soft and fluffy, he couldn't resist the urge to run his fingers through it

Much soft, very floof, 19/10 would recommend to touch 👌🏻

When the bell rang, Sanemi groaned in disappointment, but Giyuu assure him that they'll see each others soon and give him a kiss on cheek

I'm fully aware of me skipping stuff but I had no choice, forgive me-

When teachers are allowed to go home, the two would take a brief stroll before they went to their home

HAND HOLDING AND WHISPERING THINGS HAD THE FUJOSHIS SQUEAL

When they passed a convinient store, they stopped for a bit in case both of them would cook something different for dinner

Giyuu is aware girls and guys staring at his husband

"Jealous"oka Giyuu pt.2

He wrapped his arms around Sanemi's waist and pouted and spoke in tiny

"ᴄᴀɴ ᴡᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏ?"

Sanemi had UwU attacks and sense his jealousy as people do stare at him and wrap his arm on Giyuu's petite waist

"Yeah sure thing, babe, let's just grab some ingredients and skedaddle"

Right at home, they take liberty on laying on the couch and straighten their legs.

"Sanemi, you smell sweaty"

"Pot calling kettle black, Giyuu"

"Go take a shower"

"No you"

"No you"

20 "no you"s later, they settle things by taking a shower together (again)

((SLIGHT) NSFW WARNING, NOT RECOMMENDED FOR POOR INNOCENT, CLEAN SOUL, IF YOU FIND IT DISTURBING JUST SKIP, FIND AN ADULT OR HIMEJIMA, PLEASE)

Things get a little heat up-

Sanemi can't stop f o n d l i n g that tiddie and pepper Giyuu's sensitive neck with butterfly kisses

His other hand I rather busy down there, ahem.

Sanemi couldn't stop whispering dirty yet sweet things to him, telling how beautiful he is, telling how Sanemi adore him and how Sanemi loves him

That went from 10 to 100 rather quickly

What do you know? They ended up love making in the shower.

The bathroom filled with Giyuu's erotic moans and Sanemi occasionally groans and growls-

Okay, I rest my case, End of NSFW

Once they're completely cleaned up Sanemi carried him with princess style and carefully put him down on their shared bed.

Sanemi dried his hair with a warm and loving smile on his scar decorated face, what did he deserves someone like Giyuu

🎶NEVER MIND I'LL FIND SOMEONE LIKE GIYUUUU 🎶 (Get the fuck out 15)

"We might miss the dinner you know... I'm sore..."

"Don't care, I have been well fed thanks to you"

Blushy Giyuu.jpg

"come on, let's just cuddle up, I need to recharge"

Giyuu had no choice but to oblige and make himself comfy on Sanemi's strong arms and warpped in the cozy duvet

In the end they fell asleep and forgot about dinner, and just sleep peacefully with a smile on their faces

Admin 15: So there we go, I realized the boys are rather OOC but, but I just can't help it, I'm so sorry *bows* well anyway that's the crumbs for today, I terribly apologize for grammar errors and mistakes or that if you don't like it, and thank you again!

[creamsiclecloud-blog]

baby surprise

    hey yall Im sorry if this is shit but its an idea ive had floating around my head for a while now. hope you guys dont hate it too much!! (im literally talking to no one but its fine k byeeee)

this is what I feel his reaction would look like lololol vvvvvv

     This is not happening. I would have never thought that the sight of a tiny plus sign would make me so sick to my stomach. Staring down at the pregnancy test my eyes began to water and my throat closes up. Why me. “(y/n) are you okay? Do you need me to get you anything?” My mom says quietly through the door. What am I going to tell her? ‘Yeah could you get me some type of time travel device?’ 

         “Im fine mom. I must have eaten something bad today, don’t worry Ill be out in a moment.” My reply seems to make her feel better because I soon hear her steps retreat from the door. Taking a deep breath I wrap the test in layers of toilet paper before throwing it into the trash. I pull out my phone and open the unsaved contact in my phone from a couple of weeks ago. Bakugou Katsuki, also known as Ground Zero the number 2 hero. I sit there and type over what feels like a thousand different messages before closing my phone and throwing it into my purse. This is what I get for going out of my comfort zone and having a one night stand, but how could I resist. “I can't let him know, Id probably tarnish his career and he’ll hate me and the baby….” Straightening out my clothes I place a hand on my stomach and smile, I can do this on my own. I won't tell anyone who the dad is. 

              *3 years later*

    Bakugou's POV 

 “What are we shopping for again?” Kirishima seemingly skips ahead of me as he browses the shops. This is definitely not how I wanted to spend my only day off. “I need a new outfit for my date, gotta look spiffy ya know? Actually Katsuki we should find something for you too, maybe I can set you up with a girl.” I roll my eyes and shoved him out of my way as I walk ahead of him. “Yeah right, I don't have time to date some shitty girl. I'm focusing on becoming number one and that's it.” Suddenly something small bumps into my leg and when I looked down I couldn't  help but shoot my eyebrows up. This kid looks just like me. “You were in my way!” The kid yells up at me as he dusts himself off and my eyebrows twitch in anger. “Woah Katsuki, calm down it's just a kid-....what the hell? Did you clone yourself?” Kirishima walks up behind me and also looks down at the kid in confusion. “I have no idea who this kid is, probably some fan. And you listen here you little bast-``''Yukio! Yukio where are you?” A woman's voice yells in the crowd in front of us before pushing her way through and heaving the boy onto her hip and breathing a sigh of relief. 

       She then begins to lecture the boy before looking to say something to us but her mouth freezes in place. “(y/n)?!” I ask in complete shock. I could recognize those (e/c) anywhere. She begins rambling nonsense as she steps back. I look at her then back at the kid, then back to her and then the kid again. Slowly my brain connects all the dots and my jaw almost touches the floor. “I-is...is that..? Is he mine?” She stares up at me, eyes welling up as she brings the boys head in closer letting it rest in her neck before shaking her head and running off. “(Y/N)!!!” I yell after her but before I can catch her the crowd thickens and Im left confused, upset and shocked. “Are you okay bro…?” Kirishima asks. “I’m…..a dad.” Saying it out loud makes it all too real and i'm not sure what's gonna prepare me for this new journey. 

      Ground Zero, number 2 hero has a son and he's totally flipping shit.