#i hope he's happy <33 he truly deserves the world

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[springtyme]

hey babes 💖 congrats on the 2k! you deserve it, i'm literally obsessed with your writing! 🥂 can i request a drabble and moodboard for older hubby price? thank youu <33

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 ♡

Thank you so much, hun! ♡ I hope you like this, it was so enjoyable to make! (like, boy oh boy, what I wouldn't do to have this man be my hubby)

Main Masterlist || John Price Playlist || 141 Masterlist

You can’t help but smile back at your reflection as you stand in front of the full body mirror of your bedroom, applying your lipstick, your favourite little black dress hugging your curves as you gently sways to the smooth, melodic voice of Ella Fitzgerald coming from the speaker on your nightstand. 

You’re just so excited for tonight, the first date night you and John have had in months as he has been away at base. You are so engrossed in the music and the happy anticipation bubbling inside your chest that you don’t even notice as John steps into the room at first, but as the rich scent of his cologne fills the air you catch his gaze in the mirror. He truly is a sight for sore eyes as he stands there, leaning against the door frame as he buttons up his dress shirt, a smile playing at the corner of his lips, the most kissable lips you’ve ever known. 

He watches you for a moment, his blue eyes sparkling with adoration as he takes in the sight of you, before stepping further into the room, walking up behind you with determined steps and wrapping his arms around your waist.  “God, you’re stunning,” he says, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck. The gentle touch of his lips sends a shiver down your spine. 

“You’re looking pretty handsome yourself,” you reply, turning around in his arms to face him with a smile. His eyes soften as he looks at you, his hand reaching up to adjust your necklace. His fingers trail along your exposed skin, sending goosebumps in their wake as he fingers the pendant hanging from your neck. You can feel the intensity of his gaze as he continues to look at you, his love for you shining through. 

“You’re flattering me, darling,” John says, his voice filled with warmth. “But really, I can’t take my eyes off of you. You take my breath away every time.”

You feel your heart swell with love for this man, this man who never fails to make you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. You reach up to cup his cheek, running your thumb along his jawline as you look into his eyes, the stubbles of his beard gently scratching against your soft fingertips. “You always know what to say to make a girl feel special,” you say with a soft giggle.

“It’s easy when all I have to say is the truth,” he replies, leaning in to capture your lips in a sweet and tender kiss. “You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever known, inside and out,” he whispers so softly against your lips. 

You melt into the kiss, feeling the love and passion between you two like a warm blanket wrapping around you on a cold winter night. As you finally pull away, you can’t help but smile at the crimson of your lipstick that’s now staining the corner of his mouth. With a giggle, you reach up and gently wipe away the trace of your crime. But before you can finish, John takes your hand in his and brings it to his lips, planting a soft kiss at the delicate skin of your pulse point before bringing his lips to the golden band of your wedding ring, pressing a soft kiss to the line of diamonds that is encircling your ring finger.

“And I love you so much,” he murmurs against your skin, his eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration. 

You feel a rush of warmth in your chest, your heart swelling with happiness at his words. “I love you too John, more than words can express,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper. “And I’ve missed you so much.”

He pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you close as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling the sweet scent of your perfume. “I’ve missed you too, love,” he murmurs, his voice filled with longing. “But I’m home now, and I’m gonna stay here for a while, I promise.”

You smile against his chest, feeling content and at peace in his arms. The world outside disappears as you revel in the warmth of his embrace, the love that surrounds you both like a cocoon. And as Ella Fitzgerald’s voice continues to serenade you from the speakers you melt into each other, swaying gently to the music, lost in the moment and in each other.

[charlotteking23]

The Lion's Lamb - Chapter 6 - MV1/33

Max Verstappen x reader

The Lion's Lamb Series: Aesthetics, Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch.4, Ch.5, Ch.7, Ch.8, Ch.9

The couple had finally arrived at the location Max had planned for their date.

They had pulled up at the marina, surrounded by multiple huge yachts that you could only dream about ever owning.

A drown slowly took over your face as the man in front of her opened the door that led down to the boats.

"Where are we going?" You voiced your thoughts.

The blue eyed man just smirked at you but didn't answer as he continued to pull you down the dock until they finally stopped in front of one.

Max had helped the young woman onto the boat before walking over to a man standing by the boats main entrance.

The unknown man was attractive. That's obvious. He had to be around your age or Max's, brown hair and green eyes.

The two shared some words before the unknown man smirked at Max before handing home something.

"Have a lovely evening," the man smiled at the pair before getting off the boat and making his way towards the dock exit.

"That was my friend Charles," max said with a slight sigh as you looked on in confusion on what just happened, " he's letting us borrow his boat for the night."

Charles Leclerc, the formula one driver for Ferrari, had been more than happy to let his friend borrow his boat. Specifically after finding out it was for a date.

The Montesquieu had known the Dutch driver since they were children, and like many close to him, had noticed a change in his friends behavior recently.

He knew, like Daniel, that someone, a woman, had cause this. His suspicions were confirmed when he had asked the Ferrari driver to use his boat and Charles wouldn't let him until Max told his what exactly for.

The world champion was reluctant to mention his little lamb, but the Montesquieu wouldn't hand over his keys until the Redbull driver finally caved.

The small mention of his date to Charles was all it took and he immediately regretted saying anything after seeing the stupid grin on his friend's face.

He had wanted to keep you a secret. To keep you to himself for just a little bit longer.

Now two people know about you and now, one of them knows what you look like.

The couple had walked out onto the front deck, where the Dutchman had arranged a single table for the two.

The table was draped with a white cloth, simply decorated with a small bouquet of red roses. The candle was surrounded by candles, and fairy lights softly illuminated the boat deck, creating a romantic aura.

"You did this?" you asked, wide eyed and mouth open.

No one has ever gone to this length for you. Usually, the men you saw back at home would take you on a cheap date in hopes it was enough to get into your pants.

Max wasn't that type of man. While they had only known each other for a short period of time, you knew in your heart that he was one of the good ones.

"I did have some help," made said shyly, never having done anything like this for someone before.

For most of his adult life, woman had just thrown themselves at him, wanting the fame and fortune that came along with being attached to his name.

He had also never truly been interested in anyone before. Besides the occasional one night stands, no one had ever been able to divert his attention from racing. Until now.

The couple had taken their seats at the table, your smile never once leaving your face. Just by looking at how happy the simplest thing, like a romantic dinner, made you, caused the Dutchman to feel a mix of happiness and sadness.

In that moment he realized that no one had treated the beautiful girl in front of him the way you truly deserved to be treated.

"No one's ever done anything like this for me before," you shyly looked at the handsome blue eyes man.

"You should always be treated this way," max leaned slightly across the table between them, caressing your cheek softly.

Looking down, trying to hide the blush that had erupted across your face.

"how was your work trip?" you quickly changed the topic.

Max leaned back in his chair, happy with the yours resorting towards him

"It was almost perfect," he said.

"Almost?"

"I was missing something?"

"What?"

"You."

You giggled at his words, thinking it was just a line he says to all the girls. Little did you know, he had never said those words before, let alone truly meant them.

"Where were you this time?" You again changed the subject.

"Saudi Arabia," he states before leaning onto the table, speaking quickly before you have time to divert the conversation again, "why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Brush off the compliments I give you."

"Because," you paused, scrambling to find the words, "why focus on words that are only words. Usually there is no meaning behind them, they're just words."

Max quickly gets up and walks around to your side of the table, kneeling down in front of you, gently taking your face in his hand.

"Every word I say is nothing less than the truth. You may not know me well, but if there's one thing I'm not, it's a liar.

I want it to be clear that every word I say is full of meaning," his deep state into, what felt like her soul, told you everything you needed to know.

The intense and truthful look in his eyes had your mouth open and eyes starting to water.

You never had anyone look at you the way he was looking at you now. Pure admiration, affection, and dare you say it, love.

You didn't have any words to say. You had been left completely speechless and in a split decision, You leaned forward and kissed him.

Max was taken off guard, not truly expecting the beautiful girl to make the first move.

He quickly recovered, responding to the kiss, pulling you closer to his body. You brought your hand up to his shirt, bringing him as close as possible, deepening the kiss.

The American girl had always dreamt about having your own movie scene kiss. The type of kiss you read about in books that caused butterflies to ignite in your stomach. But this was reality.

Fireworks

That's what you felt. Your entire body erupted in tiny fireworks like tingle. You couldn't help but think that in that moment, reality was so much better than any book or movie.

Max wanted to hold you in his arms forever and to never let go. He felt, in that moment, if he lost everything, he wouldn't care.

His fame, the money, his seat, he could lose it all and still be a winner if he could only have you in his arms for the rest of his life.

If he died right then, he'd die a happy man.

The two broke away, but kept their foreheads together as they continued to catch their breath.

They stayed in this position for a while, just enjoying being in each other presence before Max finally interrupted.

With a quick kiss to your forehead he pulled away saying, "let's eat."

Dinner wasn't awkward after the kiss, if anything, they felt closer than ever before. The entire night they because more touchy with each other.

They were expressing their emotions and feelings openly, something the driver had never done before. With you, it felt natural, that he could finally be himself without judgement.

Max had dropped the girl off back at home, but not before giving you a loving and long goodnight with a promise to talk to you tomorrow.

The Dutchman couldn't keep the smile off his face, replaying the kiss over and over in his head.

As he opened his apartment door, he was instantly ready to go to bed so he could see you, once more the next day.

"Well, look who's finally home," Max sighed, resting his head against the now closed front door at the sound of the familiar voice in his home, "where have you been? It's way past your bed time!"

The Dutchman turned around to see, not only Daniel Ricciardo with a devious grin on his face, but also Charles Leclerc and Lando Norris sitting in his apartment.

"I knew I shouldn't have given you a key," Max muttered to himself about the Aussie, "why are you guys here?"

"Imagine my surprise when little Charles," said man shot the Aussie a glare at exposing him, "called to tell me that you, young Maxine, asked to use his yacht for a date. Why didn't you tell me about it?"

Sighing, Max took a seat on one of his living room chairs, "because you would behave exactly like this."

"I'm more hurt that you didn't tell me."

"Luckily you had Charles who can't keep his mouth shut to tell you," the Ferrari driver help up his hands in defense at the Dutchman's glare.

"It's not my fault you're so secretive about this girl," Charles says, "the secrecy about this mystery girl makes us all curious."

"And you?" Max says, looking at the youngest driver in the room, "What's your excuse?"

"I'm just nosey," Lando states with a huge grin while shrugging.

Max's frustration with his friends was interrupted by a text from you in question at the moment.

You: Did you make it home safe?

Max: yes

You: Are you okay? You're being a bit short with me.

Max: I'm currently being interrogated by my friends about you.

You: I didn't realize you kept me a secret.

Max: I wanted to keep you to myself as long as possible little lamb.

He couldn't help but smirk at the 3 dots appearing they quickly disappearing on the screen.

"That!" Daniel yelled, catching the blondes attention again, "that right there is the reason why I want to meet this girl! In the short time you've known her, she's made you smile more than I've ever seen in the years I was your teammate."

"Why are you hiding her?" Charles eyebrows furrowed at his own question, "she's absolutely stunning, so you can't be ashamed of her. She always seems to be a sweet, intelligent girl."

"She doesn't know who I am," Max mumbles out.

"How?" Lando asked with wide eyes.

"She just doesn't. She's from the U.S. and you know how F1 handy really reached them well," everyone nodded in slight understanding.

"But why hide her? Why not tell her?" Charles asks.

"Because I've gotten so much shit these past few months after winning the World Championship. People have dictated shit about me without actually knowing me. I want her to get to know me as Max, not Max Verstappen, the newest f1 World Champion."

It was quiet for a second, all the drivers understand how he felt. The silence didn't last too long because the McLaren driver couldn't stand the awkward silence or the seriousness of the conversation.

"So what does she think you do for work?" Lando asked

Max chucked before saying, "she thinks I work for a car company which makes me travel to get investors."

"Shit, you didn't necessarily lie mate," Daniel said, "my issue here now is that you said I'd be the first one to meet her and the fucker Charles met her before me! This is so unfair!"

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[melonminnie]

HI HI<3

CAN I PLS REQUEST IVAN ,LUKA AND TILL WITH A S/O THAT'S ALWAYS HAPPY EVEN WHEN SHE GETS PUNISHED BY THE ALIENS AND THE ALIEN THAT OWNS HER . SHE'S IN DENIAL SO WHEN ANYONE ASKS HER ABOUT IT SHE SAYS '' ISN'T IT NORMAL FOR GUARDIANS TO PUNISH THEIR CHILDREN WHEN THEY MISBEHAVE , THEY ARE ONLY DOING THIS BCS THEY LOVE ME'' [SHE CALLS HER OWNER HER PARENT]

THIS IS ALL , LOVE YA<3

Tell me everything that you like ! ( Alienstage x fem! Reader)

-Tysm for requesting!! Luv u too <33

IVAN

“Ivan!” The girl screamed running towards her, in pure fright from her scream the black haired boy turned his attention and looked at the girl.

“Y/n” he smiled, “did ya miss me” she smiled once more, Ivan turned his attention towards the girls body for just a split second, she’d vanished for a moment after getting called by the pink alien who in this world owned owner ship towards her.

He quickly frowned once he noticed the amount of new bruises that had accumulated this time, “ Are you okay?” He questioned worried, “I guess so, but I think it was realllly upset this time” she cried staring at her hands.

“Do you want me to patch you up?” He questioned, if he didn’t know better he’d drag you, but the last time he did you cried because of how tightly he was holding you.

”there were a few minutes of silence, “Mmm..” she didn’t respond, “Y/n?” He diverted his attention to her face, “hey why are you smiling” he questioned again, “Why shouldn’t I?” She questioned back, “there were a few minutes of silence, “Mmm..” she didn’t respond, “Y/n?” He diverted his attention to her face, “hey why are you smiling” he questioned again, “Why shouldn’t I?” She questioned back.

“Obviously because you’re clearly injured you just got beaten didn’t you?” He questioned with slight anger, “I did but they probably did it for a reason no?.. If they think I deserve it then I probably do”.

Ivan held onto y/ns shoulders tightly and shakes them violently, “Are you in your right mind? Who told you they’re doing this because they love you they clearly don’t” she seethed still shaking the girl.

She didn’t respond she just continued smiling without a care of what just happened to her, “So you’re telling me, If I truly loved you I’d hit you then?” He replied to himself, she didn’t respond.

“Don’t just stare at me like that y/n respond for gods sake!” Ivan cried out, but he still wouldn’t get an answer this had happened many times he expected it. Yet it every time it will always frustrate him.

LUKA !

He’d encourage it without a second doubt he would, To him humans are pets made for aliens.

Precisely if you weren’t as obedient as you are you two wouldn’t even be together.

He would help with the healing but other than that he wouldn’t do much

TILL !

he’d be angry for many reasons, one he’d think your stupid for believing a blob could ever be close to your actual mother.

Two you actually calling it mother made him disgusted.

Of course he’d never say it to your face in fear of hurting your feelings, He just wants to protect you but he’s doing it all the wrong way.

He’d help with healing you and wouldn’t leave your side even if needed, He’d try to take the blame for you but it wouldn’t work either.

He’d much rather stick to your side instead of not having you by his side forever

This is so short I wrote this so late and I have other things to do so I hope u liked it <3333

[our-destiny]

If you’re comfortable with it can I request a blurb or headcannons (whatever you prefer) with yandere Bucky Barnes with a darling who never wears anything that goes above the knee but eventually they get comfortable (assuming they haven’t been yoinked at this point) with Bucky that they take a chance and wear something that’s above the knee, and they just have a lot of SH scars on their thighs. I struggle with it still so it’d be v comforting.

That or a darling with an eating disorder because they feel like they don’t deserve to eat, or others deserve it more than them (I also struggle with this) (multiple skill issues on my part👎)

Tyyy!

-💪🌝

Thank you for sending in a request, in this post I'll do SH scars but I'll do another post for an ED, and I'll link it here when I'm done. Anyway, we're gonna do headcanons! <33 Also I hope this helps comfort you bb

Yandere Bucky sees GN!Darling's self harm scars

Trigger Warnings: Self harm (both past and present), implied suicide, stalking, kidnapping, Bucky's a perv and watches you change + a sappy note at the end from yours truly - if I missed anything please let me know

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First off, our baby boy here definitely stalks you, and has probably seen your scars when he'd watches you get changed (little pervert). So when he sees you wearing something that shows them, he won't be very surprised. Chances are he'll just gloss over them and not mention them to hopefully make you more comfortable. But let's talk about how he first felt when he saw them.

Bucky was absolutely heartbroken when he saw them. You hurt yourself? Why? He thinks you're the best person in the world, he would move Heaven and Earth for you, what made you do that? He's not judging you, no he would never. He's just worried.

He probably stays awake at night for the first few days when he finds out. Worrying if he's gonna lose you, or if he's done something wrong. His stalking gets more intense, wanting to make sure you don't do it again, or hurt yourself worse.

If they're fresh ones he thinks about confronting you. About giving you a long speech about how he loves you, trying to intervene and help. But then he remembers that you don't know he knows. He shouldn't know. So that idea gets scrapped. So now he has two options.

1. Take you home with him (he doesn't like the word ''kidnap'') so he can physically stop you, even if he has to tie you up or lock you somewhere.

Or 2. Physically stop you by just taking away whatever you're using to hurt yourself. Knives would be the easiest, he'd just take them when you weren't looking, and if you bought more he'd take them, too. But if it's something else (your own nails, burning yourself, hitting yourself) he'd have to do something else. In that case, he'd be forced to take you, to keep you by his side and under his watch so you didn't hurt the person he loves any more.

Either way he is incredibly worried, and would act as soon as possible to try and help you from the shadows. He'd also insist that he's here for you, that you can call him whenever you want, even if it's the middle of the night, your safety comes above anything of his. He just wants to make sure you stay by his side, and happy. Is that so bad?

If they were old ones and healed up he wouldn't be as worried but still heartbroken.

Even the thought you did something like that just makes him want to cradle you and kiss your cute face all over, reassure you for hours on end. But he can't, because you don't know that he knows.

Either way, he becomes a lot more clingy and reassuring, telling you he's here for you if you should ever need him and showering you with even more love. Again, once you actually showed him, he wouldn't mention it or make a big deal out of it, not wanting to make you uncomfortable or pressure you into talking. But if you do want to talk, he's all ears. And has snacks and cuddles at the ready to comfort you.

As always, don't hesitate to reach out if you are struggling, there are many resources available to help you, pkease use them. Even if you feel no one cares, I care. And I love you. So take care of yourselves <33

[ghostiiess]

[NSB HEADCANONS] - christmas with them!

synopsis: it's christmas and you spend the holidays with them!

warning: some swear here and there, darren being dirty-minded and pervert, mention of the word ass… i think that’s all? let me know if there’s more!

type: fluff

members: all of them

merry (late) christmas everyone! i hope you all day wonderful holidays 🤍 thank you very much for this wonderful year that we had together! i can’t believe it’s actually been one year that i started writing about the boys! 😊 thank you for all the support, the likes and the love!! it is so much appreciated <33 happy new year in advance and may 2024 be the best year for you :)

reblogs and likes are very appreciated!

OLIVER MOY

BEST HOLIDAY ON EARTH??

we know oli, we know how he is, we know how boyfriend material he is…

so is it really a surprise if i’m telling you that you would pass an amazing time with him during christmas? not really.

he would spoil you so much!

« what? can’t i treat my girl right? »

he would make sure that you know that you look extraordinary beautiful

he would hype you up so much

« oh my god… you’re so beautiful, omg » he said while covering his mouth with his left hand

he would giggle.

he would also have bought matching pyjamas

« so i got the santa one and you got the reindeer! isn’t it so cute? »

cutest boy alive, no cap (yes im a simp)

he would write the cutest things in your christmas card

“thank you for making the world a kinder place”

“thank you for existing and making me a part of your routine”

“thank you for always being you and always making the world a greater place”

“you’re making fall in love with you more and more everyday”

crying bc he’s so damn sweet 🤧 i love him sm omg

random thoughts: oliver would sing you christmas song

and maybe… he would even ask you to sing with him? lol

oliver would literally heal your inner children, with his family 🥹 in one nsb video (or was it in seb’s? i forgot, sorry) all the nsb boys came to see oli’ and seb’s mom and dad, and omg that was so cute

he’s a gentleman, he’s a golden retriever, he’s a boyfriend material, so of course he would make sure you’re always feeling okay and comfortable around him

« this is our christmas baby. we spend it together, so as much as i really love my family and spending my holidays with them, i want you to be comfortable and happy during this time. so if something isn’t right or you want to take a break, please let me know, alright? »

i just see oliver caressing your back and whispering sweets nothing to you :((

anyways, let this boy give you the best because you truly deserve it <33

(others members’ part under the cut!)

SEBASTIAN MOY

FUNNY HOLIDAYS!!

this man’s so funny

sebastian could do anything and it would be funny, i truly don’t know why

so obvs, he would try to pull little pranks on you (not as much as kane, but still)

« babe, look! there’s a mistletoe! looks likes you have to kiss me! »

« babe, you’re supposed to kiss me on the lips not on my cheek! »

“wdym it wasn’t specific enough!! i thought you’d knew what i wanted!”

he would def convince his younger brother (mateo!!!) to pull a prank on you and oli

sebastian would be the type to give you a big, big Christmas gift that is in a box, that box is in another box, and that box is in another box… just to make you wait for the gift

and the gift be like « free pass for a kiss! »

“isn’t this the best gift ever?”

what can i say? he loves your kisses (and your hugs)

did you see his stories?? if not, expect him to put (almost) EVERYTHING on his ig/sc stories

he would def watch them all over the holidays too 🫣 don’t tell him i told you that

seb would give you sweet treats, like chocolates, massage, bubble bath if you’re into that kind of thing… things he know that will make you smile and make you feel good

“i could give you another thing to make you feel good…” then he would smirk

“I WASN’T TALKING ABOUT THAT, OMG?!! You are so dirty minded, omg”

anyways like oli, he would be very considerate of your feelings

« you okay, babe? »

« is everything’s alright, baby? »

he cares sm about you

i feel like he would randomly hug/kiss you out of nowhere and smile

« nothing’s wrong, you’re just really pretty »

“mine”

RYAN NGUYEN

would def heal your inner child, 100%

the holiday with him would be so funny (and prob iconic too)

ryan’s family sounds so lovely and so cozy… (you wouldn’t be boring at their house)

last year, ryan did a q&a with his sisters and it was super cozy and super relaxing to watch

so i think it would be the same if you spent the holidays with him

lots and lots of animes nights

you’d also be a pro at videogames too

ryan would have matching pyjamas sets for you

« i thought we could wear it during the holidays.. »

he would def hold your hand all along the festivities, like this man’s whipped for you

« what? can’t i hold my pretty girlfriend’s hands? »

his fam would love you sm

ryan would def be a bit jealous that you’re passing more time with grace & ava (his sisters) than him

“can’t you talk with them later? -_-”

“i’m not jealous, what are you talking about?”

would ask his mom to cook your favourites meal :D

« yeah, i asked my mom to cook your favourite! »

ryan who def make videos with you and spend a lot of time with you, including cuddling because even though it doesn’t look like that, ryan’s a simp for your cuddles and your hugs and your kisses

would def put a lot of mistletoe around the house and use the excuse « it’s just for decorating the house »

indeed, he only want to kiss you 24/7

yes, he likes it that much 😌

JUSTIN PHAN

spending holidays with him seem so fun

trust me, you guys would have matching outfits too lololol

he would literally go to target to shop some matching things with you

and also buy you random things that you probably don’t needed, but that he bought because he thought of you when he saw them

also, i’m just seeing him going to target with you to shop for last minute christmas present

ofc, he would pay for your things

because he’s that gentleman with you

and also bc he never want to see you pay when you’re with him

“it’s the holidays, can’t i spoil my girl?”

“shut up, let me pay for you”

“you’ll pay next time!”

“wdym i said the same thing the last time? i didn’t!”

he would make sure you’re always comfortable, always happy and always smiling

he would hold your hands during dinner if you’re stressed/anxious/nervous

justin seems the type to be super romantic

he would literally give you a christmas card and thank you for every things you did for him

a bit like oli!

“thank you for always making me happy. the world needs more people like you”

he would literally give you cute stuff

like hello kitty stuff bc we all know how jp like hello kitty 🫶🏻

believe it or not, justin’s the biggest simp for his person

so expect a lot of compliments coming towards him

the type to say: “my mom likes you more than me, i’m sure of it”

KANE RATAN

i can’t tell how much i like this man

yes im a simp, and what abt it? 🤭

would def help your inner child too

he would always try his best to always make you smile/make you happy when you’re with him

he would always support you in anything you do

he would also give you a shoulder to cry on if that’s something you need

“babe… don’t cry…”

“it’s okay, i’m here..”

“idm if my tshirt get wet… i have others tshirts, don’t worry about that baby”

“I’m so so sorry about what happened when you were younger… do you want to talk about it?”

to me, kane’s the definition of the word “fluff” and “comfort”

he would literally make your days brighter with his smile 🤭

no bc his smile is so cute

he would give you ALOT of gifts

his family is kinda a bit rich lol (check their hide n seek video and the price of the mansion… 🤩) so… yeah.

would be the type to buy you plane tickets for a special destination

“wdym?? baby, it’s plane ticket! we’re going to travel together!”

“i know you always wanted to go there, so… i thought it could be the perfect moment to go there together!”

sweetest holidays with him :(

“what do you mean i bought you too much gifts? baby, you deserve it”

he would def make activities with you and his siblings and let you win on purpose

“me? made you win? there’s no way i did that!”

kane would make you do pranks with him on his brothers / sisters

but junior (his younger brother) wouldn’t let that slide so you’d literally do pranks on kane hahaha

“baby, what?? i thought you were on my team!”

“god, and i thought you’d side with me for this prank”

spending holidays with kane seems so great and fun 🫶🏻

DARREN LIANG

the sussiest holiday ever, ngl

i never saw in one nsb videos darren not being dirty minded, sorry not sorry 😭

so i rlly hope you’re not innocent, bc if you are… well, let’s say he won’t let that title up

bc this man says the most random ever things ever and turn them into dirty things, so if you’re still innocent after spending like 2-3 weeks with him… this is impressive

darren could turn everything not suspicious to something very suspicious (but we like him like that 🫶🏻)

would definitely not hide his true ‘personality’ to his family…

atp, i think his fam is aware that their son is dirty-minded

mostly during the Christmas presents part…

“didn’t give you much gift, bc i thought i could be your gift for this year”

“what? didn’t meant in that way… unless..”

“oh yeah!! this present is so cool!! i heard it could hide hickeys pretty well! isn’t that so cool?”

ofc, darren isn’t only naughty and pervert 😂

He’s also very caring and sweet :((

So ofc, if he see you being uncomfortable due to this comment or his moves or anything he’s doing, he would stop

No need to ask him twice

We all know how good dar’ is with cooking, so ofc he would cook something for you and his fam for Christmas

might even do it with you

He would have bought you matching aprons! and you know him…. the images or texts on it would be anything but wholesome

Being with Darren during the holidays also mean he would take good care of you

He would buy you a ton of skincare if that’s something you like

He would also help you with your routine (would never let you sleep with makeup/unclean face)

“Baby, let me take your makeup off”

“let me wash your face”

“Just sit on the counter and let me do the rest, okay?”

“Stop moving!!!”

“Wdym it tickles, baby it’s my fingers…”

“Are you saying my fingers are tickling you? 😏”

Funniest (and sussiest) holidays, I’m telling you

REGIE MACALINO

Darren part 2? Jk

This man’s a keeper 🫶🏻

He would make everything so funny, so fun, so cool, like it’s the regie macalino we’re talking about

I think regie would be the same guy he is in the videos, with you

he’s very nonchalant

He would def sleep on your shoulder while his family is opening xmas gifts

“Wdym wake up?? I wasn’t sleeping bruh”

“I was resting my eyes, that’s not the same thing”

He would also try his hardest to make you blush ☺️

And if you can’t blush, he would try his hardest to make you smile

i’m just imagining him, on the other side of the couch, giving winks here and there

AND HE WOUD BE HAPPY TO SEE YOU TRYING NOT TO SMILE/BLUSH

“I ain’t doing anything, whatcha talking about?”

He would def (10000%) says dirty things in front of you and act like he didn’t mean it in that way

“Damn that’s a cool sweater… wonder how it could look on the floor…”

“Why you’re looking at me like that, stop being dirty minded y/n”

Regie would def laugh his ass off because of what he’s doing to you

i just know he would be so proud of himself

btw, during the holidays, expect to go in the snow

Regie’s so cute when he first saw the snow 😔 like give him the chance to see snow again, pls?

If you don’t know what I’m talking about, go see the nsb’s video where they go play in the snow lol

He would do snow angels with you 🥹 and call you his angel

“You just did yourself in the snow…”

“eww that so cringey of me, I’m sorry”

“wdym you liked it? damn, you’re a simp for me, bruh”

taglist (open): @nsb-rkive @kentisbaby @firebenderwolf @hyuneee0 @yawnzzznnn @ghostyycat7

[bow-of-aros]

Finish What He Started

Owen's been undercover for WEEKS, but of course Curt has to show up and spoil everything. He really needs to start learning his lesson.

Hi folks!! I'm actually really happy with this one events-wise (Owen deserves to be a little evil) and I hope that you all enjoy it! Of course, it ended up being longer than originally anticipated but that's never a bad thing in my book, especially for my absolutely not tragic gay spies :)) I promise I'll get to the Owen chapter eventually but for now just enjoy him torturing and then being soft with his boyfriend <33

Look, it’s been a long day. Owen’s been on this job for weeks, working his way into the confidence of some very powerful people with a careful finesse. This was a delicate situation, one wrong move, and his cover was exposed which meant the world could say goodbye to Owen Carvour.

It’s honestly pretty impressive how Curt managed to fuck it up so completely in under an hour.

To be fair, Owen hadn’t even heard that Curt had breached the facility until he’d been captured, which was certainly a point in his favour. Logically he knew that Curt was rivalled only by him in terms of skill, it’s been proved countless times over and Owen would be long dead by now if it wasn’t for his partner’s quick thinking.

But it was moments like this that really made him question whether it was skill, or some truly impressive luck.

Either way, it meant that Owen was currently standing outside of the interrogation room, going over his options.

On one hand, he could maintain his cover and the integrity of his mission by leaving Curt to fend for himself. He doesn’t doubt his partner’s capability to worm his way out of this predicament, he simply fears the damage that may be done. Both to Curt’s person and to the outcome of his assignment.

On the other hand, Owen could throw caution to the wind and put himself in the direct line of fire of his superiors just to bust Curt out himself. It would spoil weeks of work, ruin any chance the MI-6 has of getting their hands on this information, and likely earn him a lifetime of desk duty.

“Mikhailov!” Owen’s head snapped up at the sound of his current name, catching the eye of a soldier passing him by, “Are you ready to prove yourself? Dispatching this American should be simple enough, no?”

In the end, Owen had always known what he was going to do.

The door slams behind him, he’s learned that leaning into the dramatics tends to work in his favour, and he’s never been one to pass up the opportunity. Curt stands in front of him, shackled to a wall instead of tied to a chair, and hey, apparently trying different things is good in a relationship.

Curt projects an air of boredom, but Owen can feel the keen eye scanning him, cataloguing his posture, how he walks, and any hidden weapons on his person.

It’s a good thing that Owen’s an excellent actor.

“Ah, Agent Curt Mega. It’s a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance,” Owen spoke with a thick Russian drawl. “The world’s most famous spy, right here on my doorstep, just for me.”

Curt scoffed, rolling his eyes, “I’m flattered, really, but—”

“You know, there’s something ironic about a famous spy.” Owen wasn’t really in the mood to listen to Curt blather on, so he raised his voice as he continued speaking. “I feel as though the more anonymous a spy is, the less you know about him, the better he is, yes? I mean, Curt Mega, how good can a spy truly be if everyone knows his name?”

God it felt good to get some of this shit off of his chest.

His partner looked like he was gearing up to say something stupid, so Owen kept going, “We have another man here, you know. Took a week just to get his name. It is difficult not to be impressed, but everyone breaks eventually. Even him, Owen Carvour.”

Owen let the name roll off his tongue, smug and taking immense pleasure in the reaction it elicited.

Finally, Curt’s bored mask cracked. His eyes widened in panic, breath hitching just the slightest bit as Curt’s full, undivided attention seared into him. A satisfying clang echoed through the room as Curt pulled on his chains, only getting a few inches before running out of slack.

Good, Owen thought, this is what you deserve for ruining my mission. Asshole.

“What the fuck do you want with him?! I swear to God the second I get out of here I’m going to make you wish you’d never been fucking born.” Curt spits at him. Quite literally, Owen can see the spittle flying from his lips with the force of his words.

He supposes that he should be flattered, and he probably is, but he’s too preoccupied with still being pissed to notice it quite yet.

A step forward brings Owen as close as he dares to go with Curt in this state. A sharp grin curls over his lips as he revels in Curt’s fury, fury over Owen being hurt. Ironically, a sort of fury only Owen himself knows how to draw out, if only Curt could realize it.

Owen is not unaware of, and certainly not unaffected by, the power he wields over this man.

But, it’s about time that they make their escape, so it seems as though a grand finale is in order.

“Now now, Curt Mega, if I didn’t know better I would say that you know this man. Care for him, perhaps?” Owen draws back, closer to the door, “It truly is a shame that America’s greatest spy could not keep his emotions under wraps, we could’ve had so much fun.”

He finally turns his back, reaching out for the door handle, “Unfortunately, I am on a bit of a time crunch, and I pride myself on being efficient. I have a feeling that simply seeing his head may be enough to break you, so I will try to make it quick.” Owen turns back, one last time in the face of Curt’s creative threats and tosses a “Do not go anywhere,” over his shoulder.

And he lets the door close behind him.

It doesn’t take long to shed his disguise, a few prosthetics and some fake facial hair did the trick well enough. The vacant eyes of the men he’d been tasked to get information out of stared up at him accusingly.

“Oh sod off,” He muttered under his breath, fixing his hair and straightening out his clothes to the symphony of Curt’s bellowing through the wall, “I’ll figure out another way to get those contacts, and you certainly weren’t important enough for me to leave alive.”

Once he deems himself suitably presentable, he swings the door open once more and steps through.

Curt sags in relief, “Oh thank God. Owen, you’re alive! I hope you killed that asshole when he came to get you.”

“Of course, love. Or, should I say,” Owen deepens his voice, finding the inflection he’s been using for the past few weeks, “Agent Curt Mega.”

He switches back to his natural voice as Curt wastes time gaping, which is honestly a relief since his throat really doesn’t appreciate everything Owen was putting it through. “Honestly though, how on Earth are you considered one of the world’s greatest spies when everyone knows your name? It’s always baffled me.”

In response, a disbelieving laugh punched out of Curt, “Oh—You bastard! You sneaky, conniving, evil bastard! Why in the everloving fuck would you do that to me?!” He tried to drag a hand across his face, and was abruptly reminded of the chains binding him.

“Yes. That.” Owen ignored Curt’s imploring look, deciding to leave him hanging for a little longer, “Well, you somehow managed to ruin a mission that I have been working on for weeks, completely undercover. And you weren’t even assigned to it!”

“Yes, I—”

“No, you weren’t. I know you weren’t because I would have been alerted to the arrival of another agent during my report last night. From my actual superior, mind you, and not some Russian brute telling me they’d caught themselves a stupid American spy to torture after he’d carelessly broken into an armed facility!”

Owen forced himself to pause and take in a deep breath, regaining his composure during the steady exhale. He might have been concerned about Curt’s well-being, sue him. Owen doesn’t know what he’d do with himself if anything ever happened to him.

“Awwwww, you do care!” Curt cooed at him with a dumbass grin on his face.

Actually, Owen does know what he’d do with himself. He’d probably get his missions done a lot faster, for one. And he’d worry a lot less.

That grin softened as he said, “Look, Owe, I didn’t know about the mission. I think some information got turned around and I heard that you’d vanished. This was your last known location and I couldn’t wait for my inquiry into your mission status to come back so I decided to see for myself. I needed to know that you were alright.”

Well, maybe it’s worth it so long as he has someone to worry about.

“Alright, I suppose I can let you off the hook this time. But,” Owen raised his voice over Curt’s cheering, “You have to explain to the MI-6 why I didn’t get that list of contacts. You know, the thing I spent weeks trying to get, through my position here which came at the expense of several favours and a not insignificant amount of funds.”

The cheering swiftly died down and was replaced with a whine. “What?! C’mon Owe, your bosses are terrifying! And then they’ll tell Cynthia who is even more terrifying! Are you sure that you don’t want to take the fall for this one? For me?”

Owen’s expression very clearly conveyed that no, he did not want to take the fall for this one.

Not even for Curt.

And especially not even when Curt jutted out his bottom lip in a misguided attempt to garner some sympathy. Owen was not one who could be easily swayed, and certainly not in his position.

Curt however…

Trying not to give the game away, Owen sauntered forward and placed his hands on Curt’s waist. He pressed a chaste kiss to his partner’s lips, chuckling when Curt tried to chase him as he pulled away.

“Is that a yes?” Curt tried hopefully.

Owen didn’t need to give a verbal response, as his firm squeeze to the space below Curt’s ribs, and the resulting yelp, should be enough of an answer.

“Not exactly. Quite the opposite, in fact.”

But sometimes he just couldn’t resist.

Looking up, Owen had the pleasure of watching Curt’s face brighten with the realization of what he was about to endure, the nervousness tinged with a giddy excitement that Owen ached to make him admit out loud.

Another time.

“Haven’t you done enough?” It was a plea, a search for mercy that wasn’t there and Owen had to resist the urge to draw him into another kiss. To destroy him.

“Hm, no. I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson quite yet. And, to make it up to me, I won’t stop until you agree to own up to your own mistakes. Sound fair?” Oh well, Owen can certainly destroy him in other ways.

Owen took a step back, surveying the man in front of him and formulating a plan of attack, pointedly ignoring Curt’s protests.

He placed his hands back on Curt’s waist, lightly trailing up his sides, taking careful note of the way his body instinctively flinched away or the slight cracks in his voice. “Now, we both know that your neck, and ears I suppose, is a very dangerous spot,” Owen punctuated his statement with a quick flutter of his fingers under Curt’s chin, earning a choked-off squeal, “And I imagine that I’d be hard-pressed to find somewhere worse.”

Curt was giggling now, eyes locked onto Owen’s hands which had barely touched him. Seeing him in this state, it was very easy to see how enamoured he was with this man, but he didn’t let that affect the show he was trying to put on.

“But, it would be a lot of fun to give it my best go, wouldn’t you say?” Curt squeezed his eyes shut as he frantically shook his head and, bloody hell it has to be illegal for a grown man to be this adorable.

“Well, fun for me, of course. Now, where should I start?”

Owen waited, contemplating, taunting, waiting for Curt to catch on until he cracked one eye open in disbelief.

“What? You want me to pick?!” The panic in his voice was palpable and only served to stoke the mischievous fire burning within Owen.

Blood rushed to his face when Owen shrugged casually, as though they were discussing what to eat for dinner instead of forcing Curt to take the first step in his own demise.

When the silence stretched on for too long, Owen said, “Well, I suppose that I don’t have to try something new. I mean,” He began to reach out to Curt’s neck, “If it isn’t broken—”

“NO! No—God Owen you monster, just not there!” Owen paused, a few scant inches away from making contact, waiting, “Fucking fine! Ribs! I choose rIBS—Shihihihit!”

Owen didn’t bother letting Curt finish his sentence before latching on to his new target. Nothing he could say would sound sweeter than the frantic laughter that bubbled up as Owen clawed down the bones. He dug his fingers in between the grooves, mindful to put just enough pressure to draw out those wonderful hysterics, but not enough to harm.

The most important skill a spy can have is precision, after all.

“Ahahhasshole! I’m gonna fuhuhucking—hehehehey!” Curt’s voice cracked as his laughter pitched up into more of a giggle.

The old tactic had gotten boring so Owen had switched to crawling his fingers delicately up his partner’s torso. He started at Curt’s sides, slowly working his way across the bumpy terrain of his ribs before poking under his arms and making his way back down.

It was endlessly amusing as Curt would start out snickering, shifting into higher-pitched giggling the further up Owen went, and it was punctuated by a shriek and the clang of Curt pulling on his arms each and every time he reached the top. Honestly, Owen could’ve stayed here forever, learning the various techniques that could draw such interesting noises out of Curt.

“Sorry, you’re going to what? I’m afraid that I can’t hear you over all that childish giggling,” Owen couldn’t help but tease. “You know, you could end this. All you need to do is agree to take accountability for your actions.”

He could see Curt attempting to form his lips around a response and deigned to lessen his touch, if only to allow the poor man a chance to breathe.

When Curt got himself mostly under control, he looked at Owen who immediately knew what his answer would be before he said it.

“Kiss my ass, Carvour.”

Owen clucked his tongue in disappointment, “Perhaps later, dear. Now, would you mind telling me which is worse?”

With only that as his warning, Owen attacked. Kneading at Curt’s side before rubbing his knuckles into his ribs with one hand, and ghosting along his torso with the other. Light, fleeting touches that spark across his nerves, keeping Curt in a constant state of anticipation.

Curt, for his part, was handling it quite well, “OWEHEHEN YOU BASTARD! I’M GOHOHOHOING TO KIHIHILL YOU!”

You see?

“Oh, don’t be so crass, Curt. It’s a simple question! Left,” Owen dug firmly into the muscle, “Or right?” He traced the grooves of Curt’s ribs, following an imaginary path to a very real prize.

“LEFT! Leheheheft you asshole!” How odd, Curt was telling the truth.

Owen would have to tuck away that little trick for later.

For now, Owen decided to forgo the light touch in favour of taking Curt apart piece by piece, content to watch him strain against his bonds desperately until he broke.

It took longer than Owen expected, and he had to give credit where credit was due as he imagined it would be difficult to be resilient against this sort of thing even if the so-called victim enjoyed it.

But, as he said before, everyone breaks eventually. So when Curt finally spat out “OKAY! Okahahay I’ll fucking do it! It’s my fahahault just—plehehease!” Owen promptly backed off and retrieved a spare piece of metal to pick the locks of his chains.

He unlocked one arm first, taking care to massage the arm and wrist to help stimulate blood flow before moving on to the next. Passing by Curt’s face, Owen couldn’t help but cup his cheek with his palm, using his thumb to wipe away residual tears. The warmth radiated against Owen’s hand, spreading to the rest of him when he felt a soft puff of air against his wrist and the extra weight of Curt leaning into the hold.

The trust nearly overwhelmed him. The vulnerability of Curt’s position was apparent, had just been exploited, and yet. And yet. There he was, eyes fluttering shut as he trusted Owen to support him, to not take advantage of him after their little game was done.

Owen allowed himself a brief moment of pressing their foreheads together, of simply breathing the same air before he withdrew, continuing with the routine of unlock, massage, move on.

Eventually, Curt was freed. Owen stood near enough to catch him should his legs fail to properly support him but, aside from a small stumble, Curt managed to keep himself upright.

“So,” Owen said as he and Curt stepped over the dead bodies and began making their way out, “Did you survive?”

Curt paused, checking around a corner before responding, “What, that? That was nothing!” He shot Owen a cheeky smile, eyes lit up in a way they always seemed to be when they reunited.

“That’s because I didn’t get your neck. You really should be thanking me, you know.” Owen gave the aforementioned spot a pointed look, but refrained from doing anything. It’s best to keep him on his toes, and it was a success if the nervous glance Curt gave him was anything to go by.

Then, faster than Owen could track, he was pressed against a wall with Curt staring up at him. The moment he opened his mouth to ask him what the hell he was doing, Curt was kissing him.

Under absolutely no circumstances would Owen admit that he’d gone a bit weak in the knees at the action, but it was over just as fast as it had begun. The only evidence that it had even happened was the hitch in Owen’s breath and the lingering sting from where Curt had bit his lip.

Curt stayed close for long enough to whisper, “Thank you, angel,” into his ear before swaggering off, leaving Owen to shove himself back together as fast as humanly possible and follow behind him.

Alright, maybe Owen had deserved that.

But Curt better be prepared to finish what he started the second they were behind closed doors or so help him, not even God Himself would be able to put Curt Mega back together after Owen was finished with him.

[kichikichiko]

For you, and you only

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy!

This is my first time writing for cyno so his is a bit shorter 😭

Heizou,Kazuha,Kabukimono and Cyno (seperate) x gen neut!reader

Headcanon,fluff,not proofread, Kabukimono is Scaramouche 😭

♡♡♡♡

HEIZOU ▪︎ analytical harmony

He loved solving puzzles and mysteries and you knew that when you started dating him

He'd take you to events that was specifically made for nerds who loved using their brains

You ended up just following him around though as he did all the puzzle solving 😭

Every once in a while though, you would solve a simple puzzle/crack the code/find a clue and he'd praise you like youre the smartest person ever

Proud bf coming through

But when events like that are not available, he'd make puzzle boxes and give it to you

Inside that said box, would be a little paper filled with sweet little nothings, or just a simple "have a good day today love :))"

Must admit, you look forward to getting those puzzles from him

Its that little thing which makes your relationship all the more sweeter

KAZUHA ▪︎ Scarlet Leaves Pursue Wild Waves

Gentle, poetic, a gentleman and handsome, he is truly the package

What more could you ask for anyways?

That man wants to let you know every waking moment that you are deserving of his love

And what other way would be more romantic than giving you weekly haiku's

He's settled on making one every week so he doesnt overwhelm you too much (which isnt true you love how he expresses his love)

And he wants to make a Haiku that truly resonates how he feels towards you

Kazuha only wants the best haiku's given to you

Alwaya puts his all into it

Because you deserve the world <33 (thats him he is world)

Sometimes, when he reads his haiku to you he'd give you a maple leave, or something he saw that gave inspiration for his latest haiku

You kept them all, youve got a shelf full of the trinkets he gave you as he recited his haiku

And placed his haikus in a special box

His goal for writing haiku's was not only to remind you of his love

But to also comfort you when he isnt around

Kazuha is a wanderer, a ronin, his home is in mother nature and he wants to travel

You understood of course, you would join him in some of his journeys when fate calls for it

But if you cant, reading the haikus he gave helps a lot as if he was truly there with you

His love is with you all the time no matter how far apart you both are

CYNO ▪︎ Judicator of Secrets

When you both first started dating and youre upset, Cyno usually freezes up and stares at you

Dont blame him though, he was afraid anything he did would make you even more upset

He never wanted to make you upset ever

You were his lovely partner he only wanted to make you smile and happy

It was really hard, especially with his serious personality

After a few months though, he finally found a way to comfort you

He'd sit down next to you in silence

Then crack up the most downright horrid joke ever with a blank face, looking straight at you

It never fails to make you laugh

He knew you were laughing at the fact that the joke was bad

But to him it didnt matter because he ends up seeing you smile

You were the only one who actually liked his stupid jokes, and listened to him as he explained it in great detail

You made him happy

It was time for him to return the favour

KABUKIMONO ▪︎ Puppet without a heart

He is a puppet, barely understanding human emotions but always trying his best to be just like them

When you both started dating, he felt more human than he ever did

He adores and appreciates you so much

He wants to be able to pay back all you have done for him

He doesnt know how to though, human emotions are complex and beautiful

Just like Kazuha, he wants to give his all when it comes to appreciating you and expressing his love for you

Sometimes, he'd walk by the shore of the beach

And if by some chance he's lucky, he'd find a seashell that reminds him of you

He doesnt pick a random seashell no, he'd collect all he sees as he walked around

And when he thinks he's found enough, he'll pick the prettiest one that reminded him of you

When he gave you a seashell for the first time and explaining in full detail why it reminded him of you

You almost cried, you appreciated it so much you made it as an accessory

He loved that you brought it around

That man started going out more finding more small things that reminded you of him

Half of the time he has his eyes stuck to the ground finding things to give to you

Everyone teases him for it, but Niwa would always defend him

Kuni just wants to see your eyes sparkle and see you smile when he gives you stuff

He wants to be the reason you smile

He'd spend his whole life time finding ways to make you happier than ever

♡♡♡♡

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

From the Ashes Pt. 29

Pairing(s): Pairing(s): Rhaegar Targaryen x Lannister!Reader, one-sided!Jaime Lannister x Lannister!Reader, Jaime Lannister x Cersei Lannister

Warnings: slow burn fic, changing povs, Tywin/Cersei POV

Words: 3065

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 3.5  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 30 Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 Part 34 Part 35 Part 36 Part 37 Part 38 Part 39 Part 40 Part 41 Part 42

Book Two of Dārilaros hen ōrbar se perzys (Heir of Ash and Fire)

Out in the training yard an eight year-old Aerys Targaryen and a ten year-old Tywin Lannister commence their swinging of swords. Tywin went easy on the young prince as he was also trying to display form to an even younger six year-old Steffon Baratheon, Prince Aerys’ cousin. The little page watched entranced and listened to every word that Tywin told him. Admiration kept his attention pierced on the older boy. Even though Tywin was King Aegon’s page, the king allowed him to play with them. It felt good to still be able to feel like a child. Tywin had always been a serious one and only got out of his shell when he was with Aerys and Steffon. He hadn’t seen his own brothers in quite some time so he unconsciously adopted the two.

Steffon claps, thick black hair that had the tendency to get leaves stuck in it. “I want to try!”

Aerys chuckled as if he knew all there was to the world. “You are too young. Perhaps in another year or so.”

“Watching is good enough for you right now. Watch and learn.” agreed Tywin, going to ruffle his prince’s silver-blonde hair.

Violet eyes glanced up at him. Once upon a time, Tywin would have fought for him; maybe would have even died for him. Once upon a time, Aerys had even been Tywin’s brother in arms.

Now he hardly recognized the man that people call the Mad King. He was a complete stranger now who had cut off all ties to those that had once loved him dearly before the Targaryen madness ate away at his brain. The gods always flipped a coin when a Targaryen was born; unfortunately for Aerys, it landed on the wrong side. Tywin could still remember a time when Aerys had been normal and even slightly charming. That was the prince he had grown up with. Hot-tempered, he had always been, but back in those days Aerys had been the most generous person Tywin had known. A tragedy really how things ended up. Now Tywin hated to recall those happy memories of Aerys dancing during events with a carefree grin. If he allowed such a thought to continue to plague him, he would grow morose. The lord of Casterly Rock couldn’t afford such emotions. There were more important things to take care of then remembering times long ago.

Since the disappearance of Tyrion though, young Aerys’ laughter was starting to come back to him. Tyrion had had no friends close like Aerys and Steffan had been to him. The boy had no chance. When he was first told that Tyrion was missing, part of Tywin thought it a blessing. Tywin dreaded looking upon his deformed son’s face. Such a face didn’t deserve the name of Lannister, yet Joanna had given birth to him. He was a part of her as much as the Western Warden hated to admit it. It was like Joanna was still alive in some way, reminding Tywin to be kind to Tyrion. That’s what she would have wanted. His darling Joanna. The children that had destroyed her health so much were the ones he knew she loved the most. If she had lived. . . Most certainly Joanna would have adored Tyrion. That was how beautiful her heart was. She would have been so proud how smart he was and how eloquent his speech pattern as he already talked like a little lord. A little lord that he would never truly be.

Drifting thoughts lead him to Jaime.

Jaime.

That boy always did whatever he pleased despite his father’s wishes. Where had Jaime gone? A small part of Tywin had hoped that perhaps the Kingsguard would straighten his son out, make him develop some morals to live by. It had only made Jaime more cocky than he had already been.

Now he was left with only. . .

“My lord.”

The steward held out a rolled up piece of parchment. “A raven from the Red Keep has delivered this message. . .” There was uncertainty in the quiver of his voice. What insults were written inside?

Tywin unfurled the parchment with his fingers and reads. The steward waited for further instruction from his lord. Poor boy jumped when Tywin, the normally stoic lord with a cold demeanor, made the closest sound to a laugh that he had ever heard him make. Rumor was that only the late Lady Joanna was able to genuinely make her husband laugh. And that had been but three times in public.

He covers it easily with his hand. Pale green eyes flick to the young boy who had been patiently waiting. “Tell my brother that I request his presence.” Gaze returns to the dried ink. It was Aerys’ own handwriting, although a bit illegible. The lines and curves of his words were shaky from the king’s hand tremors that he now suffered from. How dare Aerys’ have the audacity to demand of Tywin help in defeating his own son. After all the king had done to him, now he demanded his former Hand send an army to protect King’s Landing. At least the last missive that he had received from the capital had been more of a request. Tywin knew though that his army would not really be protecting King’s Landing, but King Aerys. The king must now have realized that he was not as indestructible as he had previously thought. Rhaegar had defeated the troop the king had sent after setting wildfire loose near Tumbleton and the Blackwater Rush river. It had stalled Rhaegar for months. Even worse was the news of the former Lord of Winterfell and his son. Brandon and Rickard Stark had been burned alive. Maybe the news of the northern troops retreating back to their lands had made Aerys cocky enough to try and eliminate Rhaegar then and there. He forgot the raw power of Robert Baratheon of Storm’s End and the wild fighting skills of the Dornish. Onlookers of the battle said it was finished within three hours.

And now King Aerys’ was tipping over the edge, spiraling quickly down to his own demise. Soon he would hit the ground with a splat. He could sense even now those that had once swore fealty to him were moving to Rhaegar's side. After the stunt with wildfire, even those who benefitted from his reign were now drawing back. Not helping matters, since the land near King's Landing was scorched and untraveable, no goods could be transferred in or out of the capitol. People would soon begin to starve.

He had done much to humiliate and insult Tywin, a man who would have done anything for him when they were kids. Aerys had made a vulgar rumor about taking Joanna’s virginity before Tywin. Accepted Jaime into the King’s Guard, forbidding him from marriage and from becoming the next Lord of Casterly Rock. Worst of all, Aerys had orchestrated the marriage between Rhaegar and (y/n).

That had been the end of everything. The death of any kind of attachment that Tywin may have had left for Aerys.

“You no longer want her to be a queen? But you have been talking about your dreams of (y/n) becoming a queen when she grew up.” Tywin reminded his wife who had been acting strange for the past few days. Worry made her already pale face ashen. When she looked upon (y/n) who was but four years old, Joanna’s eyes would grow red with tears that wanted freedom.

Tears filled her eyes making her turn away from her husband. She knew how silly it was when she said these things out loud. Joanna didn’t know what else to do but confide in Tywin who was the best confidant she had ever known. Always grounded, Joanna had wanted Tywin to tell her that these were all just silly dreams that meant nothing. They had originally made her feel great joy. Dreaming of her daughter becoming a regal queen. Not the daughter Tywin had expected, but the one that had nearly died at birth. Unlike Cersei’s great beauty, there was nothing extraordinary about (y/n). She was a basic child but she did have the tendency to hide any wounds she may have acquired during play or when she experienced one of her “accidents” which Joanna knew Cersei had to be involved in.“I know. But if she becomes queen. . . oh Tywin. I know all of this sounds strange to you. The dreams I’ve had. . . they can’t just be random.”

Tywin didn’t like entertaining dreams. But he loved Joanna and it ached to see her so scared. “What will happen if she becomes queen?”

Joanna shakes her head. “No, she will. And that will be the beginning of the end for her. . .”

That’s all they had been: silly dreams. (y/n) hadn’t even made it to becoming queen. She was still a princess when she died in the tower fire, but not a queen. Thinking of it put a stone in his chest. At least now mother and daughter were reunited in the afterlife. That gave Tywin a bit of comfort.

A brief knock and his study door opens to reveal his younger brother Kevan. Clean cut with magnificent scarlet clothes, Kevan bows to his brother whom he revered highly.

“You called?”

“Sit and read this.”

Obediently Kevan does so. Thick heavy brows crinkle in the middle as he advances in the letter. The slight trembling of his hand told Tywin that he thought this equally ridiculous. He reads a part out loud:

“Failure to attend to the Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms will result in a siege of your estates and the stripping of your title.”

His face was red with indignation. Kevan looks up at his older brother. “Is this real? He can’t possibly think this would make you take action. . .”

“Threats are all he knows now. He fails to remember that threats such as this don’t work on me.” Tywin smoothly replies but pleased that his brother’s reaction aligned with his.

“What will you do? Has the time come to send our men out to Rhaegar Targaryen?”

Leaning forward on his elbows, Tywin regards his brother. What had he told Cersei?

Caution.

When playing the game, one had to act cautiously. Don’t throw yourself head first into battle.

“Tell our men to be prepared for travel at any moment.” Tywin riffles through his desk drawers before placing a piece of parchment on the surface. His ink pen, he began t0 write in scratchy letters. “And tell Cersei to come to my studies.”

Kevan nods yet hesitates when he was supposed to leave. “Forgive me for speaking out of term, but what about Tyrion?”

“What about Tyrion?”

“He’s still missing. Would you like me to send some men to search the surrounding area of Lannisport? He couldn’t have possibly gotten far and I don’t believe we’ve searched there yet. He could be hiding out in an inn, unbeknownst to anyone. He’s small and cunning. I wouldn’t put it past Tyrion to smooth talk his way in.” Tywin’s younger brother had always had a soft spot for his dwarf nephew.

His hand pauses mid-stroke. There was a slim chance that Tyrion was still alive. It had already been a month since he had escaped Casterly Rock. When his septa had informed Tywin that she could not find the young boy anywhere, Tywin had sent out a customary search party. No one found any sign of the boy having passed through.

As if Joanna’s ghost was looming over him with disapproval in her spectre gaze, Tywin sighed. “If you must.” He knew if Tyrion didn’t want to be found then he wouldn’t. All the misfortunes the young boy had faced did nothing to dull his mind. Tyrion from a very young age proved to be incredibly astute, far more than Jaime had been at the same age. If only things had been different. There was no way that Tywin could allow Tyrion to take his title, no matter how smart the boy was. No one would respect him because of his deformity. He could potentially turn into another soft ruler, much like Tywin’s own father Tytos. And Casterly Rock could not survive another Tytos.

Tywin went back to writing, ears waiting for the closing of his study door.

Cersei’s stomach was twisted with knots. She didn’t like the feeling.

No word from the darkin. Absolutely nothing to show that he had finished the deed. What if what she had seen had been wrong? But how could she deny witnessing herself the tall man blending into the shadows before completely disappearing. He wasn’t a fake, that was certain. Certainly Inniros Orelelion would want to get this task over and done with to receive the other half of his payment. It had been quite some time since the two met, surely a man of his pedigree could easily kill someone like (y/n). Unless Jaime was protecting her, which Cersei had a high suspicion of. Even Jaime was no match for a darkin.

All she could do was pace the courtyard, unable to burn off the uneasy feeling that something wasn’t right. Something had gone wrong if the darkin hadn’t returned. Jaime couldn’t have possibly killed Inniros. Cersei worshipped her brother’s fighting skills. There was no one in the world like Jaime. His sword was an extension of his arm. He was still a regular mortal though.

Then she stopped, another chilling thought: what if Inniros had accidentally killed Jaime?

She gripped at the lacing of her front bodice.

What if in protecting (y/n), that pathetic creature, Jaime had died fighting Inniros?

If Jaime was dead, surely she would have sensed something through their bond as twins.

The thought lingered though and made it difficult to breathe in any fresh air that might soothe her frantic mind.

Her father had requested her presence. She had to compose herself. And compose herself she did. Taking a deep breath despite the constriction she felt inside, she went back inside the castle. The winds from the sea tried to pull her back out, tugging gently on her blond hair as it swept by.

“Sit.” Her father instructed once she stepped in, his head tilted down as he continued to scribble something important she surmised by the furrow of his brow.

Cersei wants to look at the parchment, see what has caused her father such an expression. From her angle she was unable to see anything except Tywin’s speedy hand moving from line to line of his letter. The hair on top of his head was thinning badly opposed to the thick gold sideburns that framed his jaw. His long face held no youth, having been bled of it years ago. Joanna had loved to run her hand along the length of Tywin’s face, brushing her fingertips against his sideburns made him melt against her. What had she seen in this cold and callous man to make her fall in love? True it had been an arranged marriage, but no one could deny that Tywin and Joanna were genuinely head over heels in love with one another. It made sense that Tywin would succumb to the beauty of Joanna, but what made Joanna love this gnarled lion? She would never know.

“I have been told we are short in our vaults. Someone has been stealing from me.”

Steady green eyes hold her father’s gaze.

“Do you have an idea who it might be?”

“How would I know? I have no need to go to the vaults.” Her reply rolled off of her tongue easily. Lying had become second nature to Cersei. And she was quite good at it. She got better and better at lying the older she got. The trick was convincing yourself that what you said was true. Most people would let their conscience get the best of them and crumble under their resolve. Cersei was made of stronger stuff. “Is this all you called me in for father?” She stood to leave but the door opened suddenly revealing two men in Casterly Rock armor. Panic was not allowed inside of her. She squared up these men then turned to Tywin.

His eyes haven’t left her. “Your maid has told us otherwise, Cersei. What would you need all that gold for?”

That stupid wench.

Acid rose in her and she wanted to rip that maid’s throat open for snitching on her. “As I have told you, I didn’t go to the vaults. She must be mistaken. And even if I did, that gold is Lannsister gold. Are I not a Lannister? Do I not have a right to it?”

The low creak of his chair as he stands sends a flutter of wariness in her chest. “That’s precisely it my dear. You won’t be considered a Lannister for much longer.” he motions for the men to step closer. Cersei takes two steps back. She was starting to feel cornered. “Which is why I’m sending you to Dorne to get acclimated to your new family and customs.

There was a silence before the storm made Cersei’s face redden. “I will not go.”

Tywin raised an eyebrow. “It’s not up to you, Cersei.”

The two knights were closing in on her. “I will not go to Dorne, father.” Her voice was trembling with hostility. She felt her eyes wildly searching everywhere in Tywin’s study for a way out, something that would help her. There was no Jaime to tell Tywin that Cersei should stay.

Cersei narrows her eyes at Tywin. “I’m not going! You can’t treat me like. . . Like I’m (y/n)!” Hands were clamping down on her shoulder and arm, now she was thrashing. Her full fury took over her. “You can’t treat me like I’m (y/n) father!!”

It was most unbefitting to watch his normally prim and proper daughter become unhinged. Emotionless, Tywin stands right in front of her. “Oh Cersei. What had I told you? Caution. Watch where you step when you play this game with me, Cersei. And at least your sister was able to make herself into a princess all on her own.”

That comment sent Cersei screaming as the knights dragged her away.

She would have been queen had it not been for (y/n).

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[slavicdolls4mangione]

hi jana!! i was the anon who sent you the q and a questions!! thank you for being so sweet and so open minded my love!! i dont think you know how much it means to be!! i love being apart of this community and getting to know more of it's writers!! i love your blog never stop soaring high my love :)) you are endlessly sweet and you deserve the world, truly!!

omg yes !! totally i mean i would define lana truly as someone who knows herself!! and that's why her style and albums are so interesting because they reflect her aura that is strong and rooted in who she is! she's such an inspiration that's why i love her so much! and YES omg ultraviolence was not an exaggeration. dont worry it altered the seams of my life too hehe i love that one def one of my top 2 along with NFR!! i discovered lana through that one and every track hits! born to diee omg!! that one was REVOLUTIONARY !!

thank you so much my love!! hehe that's an understatement ur blog is SOOOO amazing !! wow!! i love your language journey :))) that's amazing!! it's so cool how you can become closer to a people by learning their language!! i love talking to u omg ur so cool hehe thank you so much for this !!

omg YES! i LOVEEE book posts!! i always reblog them when my favorite writers response to my asks of book recs hehe <33 books are a way to my heart thank you SO MUCH for sharing!! i always gain gain gain whenever i read and ill def look into the books you mentioned my love!! im always looking for new worlds and perspectives to jump into thank you for being so helpful <3

dont worry my love totally understandable!! :)) that sounds SO call hehe "oh yeah i go to college in a small town in france" UR LIVING THE DREAM IN THE FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE!! of course i dont mind!! put yourself first always my love and im lucky that you were open minded enough to respond hehe and im so thankful :)) <33 YESS it was up for grabs and you took it yes girl get that baggg !! i love that actually that sounds so much like heaven!! this is so interesting and it truly speaks about what kind of person you are - someone so interesting and substantial and genuinely willing to discover the world around them :)) you're so admirable!! YES DONT WORRY im a math and chemistry hater... ugh i literally get triggered when those words suddenly appear..

that's beautiful my love!! monet is an amazing painter i love his journey and how he was apart of an art movement that was considered unconventional and ugly at first !! ohh degas is absolutely beautiful !! totally shocked by how he managed to capture the whole moment but in such a soft way !! those paintings are amazing angel thank u for sharing!! omgg!! new york im so glad you got to go i hope you enjoyed it there!! and the met too!! ahh!! im so happy u got to experience it :)) YES the louvre is such a mantlepiece of historical and revolutionary art literally a manifesto that humans have been creators for so long i love that!!

YESS i love this community so much because of that!! i feel like all of us are like a mini family hehe holding space for that opposites attract !!

YES MOTHER!! we a little family now dont worry thank you so much for your sweet response :(( literally i had heart eyes threatening to spill while i was reading !! i love getting to know people you writers and blog owners have lives that i believe is beautiful in EVERY way and so interesting because of the amazing style and character you guys possess !! thank you so much again for your response my love you truly made my day today :(( please stay safe and drink lots of water!! dont forget to put yourself better!! i hope you're enjoying your studies, the book you're reading, and lana's music !! <33 art will find you like you found your passion for writing and art and being a kind soul in general!! have an amazing day dont forget to smile :)) <33

wtf anon you almost made me tear up YOU’RE SO SWEET AND KIND 😭😭😭 this community is such a breath of fresh air im so glad to be part of it <3333

yes!! lana is so special, no matter how many new artists debut in the industry i always find my way back to her, like you said her aura is just so beautiful and unique ugh i love love love her, her songs resonate so much with me, i just think she encapsulates the mind of a woman so beautifully but tragically at the same time. i recently saw a tiktok of a beautiful girl and she was lip syncing to ultraviolence and she captioned her video “how do i explain to people that this is how my soul sounds?” and i was like okay it’s like i literally ghostwrote this bc SAME.

i’m so glad you liked my book recommendations! please feel free to leave some for me as well, i really want to read more this year but i don’t know where to start and although thrillers are my favorite genre i’d like to explore others 😭

you’re so so sweet to me :,) your words have truly warmed my heart and made my day so thank you, i can tell you’re just as beautiful of a person inside and out and a joy to be around even if you’ve written to me anonymously <3

i hope you have a beautiful day lovely anon, sending you lots of hugs and kisses <333333

[sunmoonjune]

Oh my gosh I can’t believe I’m so late to the party but I finally had time to read Spring Tides and ohhhhhhh myyyy gosh!!!!

1. I’ve missed your universe so much! I’m about to reread all of ltm again because I’ve missed it so much and this was such a wonderful treat that I didn’t realize I needed!

2. Wooyoung finally got rid of the shackle! I’m so happy to see the little sunshine finally put it behind him and be free! He absolutely deserves it!

3. Man, tattooed Ateez really is my weakness I loved hearing about what tattooed they all have! I love how they’re connected to each other (or they’re not and I’m horribly wrong) like it’s so adorable and wholesome!

4. I love love LOVE Bug talking more and getting used to her voice again! The way you talk about her voice getting better and her getting used to it more made me smile so big my cheeks hurt. The sound I let out when she laughed and took her mask off wasn’t human I swear! I was so happy to see it and it’s so deserved! Bug deserves all the happiness in the world and I’m happy she has Ateez to bring her that happiness.

You have once again done such an amazing job with writing and I really hope life is treating you well! 💖💖

Also I saw your author’s note and could I please be added to the tag list? If not that’s completely fine! Thank you in advance! 💖💖💖💖

omg spooky!! it's been a while lovely I'm so glad to see your user in my inbox <33

hehe I'm so happy you liked spring tides and another look into the ltm universe! I too was missing bug and the boys so I was very excited to release it <3

yes!! woo gets rid of the shackle! this is technically a bit of a spoiler but I couldn't help but throw it into the oneshot too see how many ppl would notice OoO but it will be addressed in the future >:)

tattooed atz!! I actually had all their tattoos planned from the beginning of atz (except a few) and just... forgot to write about them tbh xD but yes!! a bunch of their tattoos are linked to each other! ESP woosan (their matching tattoos in ltm drive me and loren BONKERS I swear we talked about them for like two whole days) but every member of atz has some kind of tattoo in ltm and I'll start slipping in references to them as the story goes on xD

bug using her voice <33 I didn't want to jump straight into her using it completely because I honestly see her continuing to use the language of touch and sign more commonly than her voice since she's spent a significant portion of her life selectively mute,, but I also wanted to show that with a lot of time and healing, being able to speak was something she became more comfortable with <3 she truly does deserve the world tho omg I've never loved one of my own characters more <3 :")

I'm so so happy you liked the oneshot!! It makes my day to get asks like this so thank you so much dear <33 and I think you're already on my taglist for ltm! unless I'm mistaken (I could be its been a long time :')) ) if you didn't get tagged when spring tides came out let me know and I'll see if I messed it up!

[liberacesghost]

Day 8 -- Moving in Together

back to my regularly scheduled hotch nonsense

warnings: possibly toxic amount of fluff? not sure (but really, no warnings)

pairing: hotch x reader (no use of y/n)

word count: 516

a/n: i just can't help myself when it comes to writing incredibly fluffy, self indulgent hotch fics. i mean i would die for this man so it is what it is lol anway pls enjoy <33

No one likes moving. That’s just a fact of life. Who in their right mind would enjoy spending their free time boxing up all of their earthly possessions, moving it to a completely different location, and then unboxing said possessions? 

And yet, Aaron wouldn’t trade this moment for anything in the world. 

It’s late Saturday afternoon. The sun is streaming through the uncurtained windows in the living room as you continue unpacking box after box, happily singing and bobbing along to the music you have playing off your phone. 

Aaron stops unwrapping picture frames from their bubble wrap to watch you. The carefree and joyous way you move around your new house. Hair sticking to your forehead, sweaty from all the boxes you both moved in and out of the moving van, but still so energetic and happy. The sun's rays beaming down on you, making your skin almost look as if it’s glowing. It truly was a remarkable sight. 

He takes a moment to take you in and appreciate you. Not just you working, or your beautiful face and body, but you. All of you.

How you came into his life when he had zero thoughts or hopes for any happiness, and less than zero thoughts or hopes of somebody coming into his life in a romantic way. 

It’s not an exaggeration when Aaron says he had given up hope about finding love. He understands how dramatic that sounds given his age, but after everything he’s been through he couldn’t help the thoughts. 

The feeling that he had missed out on love. The feeling that he didn’t deserve love. Not after everything. He believed himself a cursed man. And so he did his best to keep his head down; resigned to be alone the rest of his life.

And then there was you. You waltzed into his life like you belonged there. Like Aaron wasn’t some broken, fragile thing. You walked in radiating joy and love and forgiveness and he couldn’t help but fall in love. 

And now here he was, years later, in a place he never thought he’d find himself again: happy and in love. Yes, the guilt, regret, and feelings of unworthiness still present but so much quieter now that you were there to shush them. 

He’ll never begin to understand what he did to get so lucky, but he was not about to start questioning when everything was going so unbelievably great.

He loves you and for some reason beyond him, you love him too. He will do everything in his power to keep you around. 

As if sensing his thoughts, you turn to look at him and grace him with your gorgeous smile. A sight he will never tire of seeing. 

“You ok there, Hotchner?” you ask lightly, making your way over to him.

He reaches out for you. His large hands connect with your waist as your arms snake around his neck.

“I’m perfect. Absolutely perfect.” He murmurs before he dips down to press a soft kiss to your mouth.

And no truer words had ever left his mouth.

[bittertarot]

Part 3 for THE anon <33

Alright, I think this is the last part for this ask, sorry for splitting it up into parts anon, I had soso much to say and Tumblr was being dodgy. Anyways! Let's continue <3 Romance is so tough, love feels like a bunch of bullshit to me nowadays. I blame a lot of it on hookup culture and whatnot, it's not easy finding true, authentic, love that doesn't come at a cost and is unconditional on both sides. Everyone is deserving of love !! We all deserve to be loved, cherished, spoiled, etc, by someone (If we choose to live that sorta life ofc, just do what makes ya'll happy !!) It's not your fault!! Y was a narcissist and wished the world would revolve around him, I learned a lot from my relationship with him. He taught me to have higher standards, to not date men who are literally called Seoul City Fuckboys by their exes and other women, to love myself before wasting my love on someone else, to cherish my time and not waste it. I believe that shithole of a relationship was a life lesson, no matter how painful it was. I matured and learned and still am learning, in order to be who I truly want to be in future! Thank you, I'm rooting for you no matter if you pick lover 1 or lover 2, you should just stay healthy and happy <33 I am doing well! The year started off rocky with some stuff with friends that I have mentioned, but I know it will improve! Have an amazing 2024, anon. You deserve it! I also hope you achieve your dreams and are able to successfully join the world of business, I'll be waiting for you if you still remember me then LMAO Hint to find me once you do/plan to; My middle name is actually Freya, last name starts with a C <3 I won't be saying anything more, since I would prefer not doxing myself but yeah, that's the hint I'll give here !! BAHAHAH, if you ever change your mind, still feel free to send a message. But I can understand being shy or embarrassed, just know I'm rooting for you !! It's no problem at all, thank you for sending me an ask <3 Let's do it! We can both achieve our dreams, we got this, we'll both live happy and comfortable lives for sure !!

[popponn]

hehe popon !!! i'm like trying my best to keep my eyes open bc i am v tired 😞 so i am apologising in advance if there are any grammatical mistakes in this chunk of text 🤞🏻😸 but hi lovely:

WISHING U A HAPPY BIRTHDAY, POPON !!!! i not sure whether it's like ur birth date where u live yet, but it is for me, so i hope this mssg is on time ! but happy birthday to one of the cutest, cleverest and sweetest yoichi kissers in the world 🫶🏻😽 isagi loves u sm and giggles and kicks his legs when u post him on ur blog (real. bro told me and i was "damn yoichi 🤨")

on my friends' birthdays, i usually write a letter and give them my thanks for a number of things. and i think the number one thing i wanna say "thank u" to u for is definitely our interactions <3 u have always been friendly to everyone who interacts w u, including me, and i reckon i'm rly lucky to met u this year !!! u're a kind soul w a lot of love to give, and i think that's why we all love u sm !!! and i'm super thankful for all the times u've visited my inbox/mssges 🫶🏻🫶🏻 it makes me happy hehe

i must also mention that i am so thankful that i was able to find "coincidences and flickers" one fateful day,, like that series has the potential to forever change me as a person and even make me become a temporary isagi kisser (never forgetting who i am 😤) <33 it was that series that helped me find ur blog and realise the insane amount of talent u have for writing !! my favourite writers on this platform often changes (sometimes it's a, or sometimes it's b), but i think u have a fixed position up there <3 i truly adore u and the way u write, so thank u for all the works u post 🫂 it's such an honour to be mutuals w a v skilled writer

i also wanna thank u for all the reblogs u make on everyone's works <3 when u reblog my fics w a bunch of tags, it truly makes me feel like that the effort i have put in didn't go to waste bc there was someone who appreciated what i wrote. also like,, the quality of my writing often fluctuates (😞💔), but u reblog them anyways, and i will ALWAYS thank u for that !! i love uuu (⁠づ⁠￣⁠ ⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠づ🫂💞

oh, and, thank u for constantly feeding my reo delusions 😸😸 not sure if i'd love him the same without u telling me that reo loves me too lol 😽🧎🏻‍♀️

i do hope that everything will treat u nicely today !!! and every other day bc u deserve it <33 eat cake, laugh w friends and mb be silly for a little while—u're not a grandma yet, so have fun being in ur twenties, popon !!!!

love u always 🫶🏻☹️

(i hope u like words bc this was a bit of a read lmao)

SAKI IM SOBBINGGG???????? WHATT????? D: JESUS I WILL BE WORDY TOO!! HOW DARE U MAKE ME ALL SOFTTTT thank u so much for typing all this despite being very tired omg ;;;; im gonna bawl mom im so glad i meet saki the sweetest adgudk (also...my grammar is also a mess i hope this shall be forgiven as i am sincere ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡))

it already is!! :">> thank u for remembering it bae :""" and omg yoichi did all that? i get even more in love :(( pls tell yoichi i also kick and giggle when he breathes :(( AND HEY YOU ARE OVERPRAISING ME WHAT IF MY HEAD GET BIG [ahjussi voice]

saki :(((( im also very thankful i get to meet you this year ue ue ue ;;; i never thought i will ever talk to you (or anyone here at all tbh sksk) like i was very shy and hesitate a lot, but then you are there?? being so sweet friendly and welcoming ;;; like you are one of the reasons i'm here and i mean it??? like you are one of the person who gave me courage to be more friendly here too hehe <3 im so glad i meet someone as kind you saki <3

im gonna start blushing and bawling fr now. IM SO GLAD I MAKE THAT SERIESS ;;;;; (CHAPTER WILL COME SOON TRUST!!) hdfkdj idk what to say here before sounding like a madman so uh ;;;; pls know that i was so happy too when u commented and reblogged so positively ;;;;;;; ghjk saki your praises i think i read them over and over girly u r too sweet for me sometimes ;;;;;; ♡( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

okay channeling my coolness energy a bit, saki 🫵i like your writing GENUINELY!!! okay! so im glad you like the madman ramblings in the tags :>> and come on buddy fic writer to fic writer, it would be impossible to like everything we write SKSKSK remember that one time i immediately lose it after posting that rin studying fic. sigh. stupid ass me. BUT YOU AND EVERYONE WERE THERE AND IT SERVED ITS PURPOSE HOHOHO SO I TOO FEEL IT WASNT A WASTE HEHEHEHE

and i will keep feeding ur delusion get ready (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡ also quick mention real quick your cats are cool sunglasses or not

THANK YOU FOR THE WISHES SAKIII!!! omg :((( thank you so much for?? writing all these gosh uhuhuu i will reread this over and over again a lot of times today hehe (no matter how busy and hard it is to open tumblr today!!!) this make my day so much ;;;;;; uhuhuhu and aw <3 i will!!! i wanna make a grandma joke again but for today i will spare saki uwu

i love you always too!!!! 🫶🏻😤

[tojisun]

the reader deserves better idc how hot he is, i hope she gets the happy ending she deserves because it feels like I’m reading what happened to me few months back. being in love is one hell of a drug😕😕 (also this ain’t a jab to your writings because it’s soooo good!! i love love loveee ur work lovie muaah)

hii im so sorry for answering so late omg. first of all, im so sorry that this happened to u. ive had a toxic relationship too but it was not to the extent of the dbf!simon series so im truly truly sorry that that was what happened to u. im glad ur out of it!! i wish u the happiest as u heal n move on my luv, n pls take care yea? mwah mwah!!

and thank you so so much!! i project sm when writing the reader so it feels kind of comforting? to see such support system and luv!! thank u so much again!

AND AHDJJE and the reader does deserve better!! as much as i write sm of the toxic!simon series, i hope u all know that she will have a happy ending. AND NOT WITH HIM

[longingly looks at price] reader has someone better for her anyways <33

AHHH but yes thank u sm again! im so sorry for the delay of smthn.. vindictive? in this series bc im fleshing out as much of the world building so yea :’)

take care again my luv <33

[alphabetboyluvr]

Hey Holly!

How’ve you been? How was the trip? Saw some beautiful pictures on your ig story and got super excited for u!! <3

This is gonna be a long one but here goes!

I’m here because I wanted to tell u how much I love each and every one of the characters you’ve written. I’ve read most of your works and each one has its own beauty and aura(?) that is so uniquely its own. Bd!jk and B and so different from CV!jk and Annie who are so different to YU?!jk and Neva that it messes with my head sometimes. How you’ve managed to give jk such a distinct yet familiar personality is truly astounding.

I’m so happy seeing all the love you receive for BD (which is so soooo very well deserved btw) but i think we don’t talk enough about CV. I mean the plot. The characters. The attention to detail. The insane storytelling. Heck, even the chapter names leave me in such awe. I’m truly truly grateful to have found your work when I did and I know it’s silly to say that I’m a changed person for it. The kindness u show us and the love u have for the tannies is so heartwarming. Holly, I hope the people around u know how lucky they are to be in your presence. Your work is not just some silly little stories, it’s a piece of you that you’ve chosen to share with the world and it is such a privlidge. I don’t think I’ll ever stop talking about it.

The amount of times I’ve cried tears (good and bad ones) from all the emotions surprises me too. I constantly think about your writing and even though this past year I’ve given a piece of my heart to bd I think a bigger chunk will always go to color Vision. This is in no way a comparison of your work, it’s just something I’ve come to realize recently that cv just has a very special place in my heart. However, in my mind I’m practically married to bd jk and he’s MINE (sorry B :3)

Sorry for the rambling but I hope u know that u have a forever fan <3

-BG

helloooooo!!

my trip was really lovely thank you - it was a bucket list location for me, and I got to experience it with one of my best friends in the whole entire world so yeah, super special <33

before i get into it, i just wanna say thank u for sharing your thoughts with me - I know it takes a fair amount of time to send an ask like this and so I really appreciate it!!

i always like to think of my jk characters as multiverse versions of each other. there are similarities that run through (after all, they're all based on the same muse!!), but they all have different lives that shape them into the character they are.

ahhh cv <3 im currently in the process of doing some edits to it and honestly I wish I had more time to devote crafting it into an even better story. i love the world the world of cv - I'm constantly thinking about the spin off stories I could write (like hobis, gawwd I wanna explore his experience of colour!!)

I know it’s silly to say that I’m a changed person for it.

i'm always in such a state of disbelief whenever I read things like this. to know I've had an impact - and a positive one at that - is just wild to me, and you'll never know how appreciative I am.

writing these stories has really been helpful for me, and sometimes can be a way that I process my own issues. I'm a changed person for them, too.

thank you thank you thank you for this overwhelmingly gorgeous display of kindness.

im so lucky <3