#i hope you are having a good day/night/timezone as well <3 <3 <3

[savventeen]

hihi savv ^^ for the 1 word prompt game can i have vernon + kaleidoscope please? and i hope you're having a good day beloved 💕💕💕💕

Vernon stares at you in awe, mesmerized by swirling, splintering colors reflected in your eyes. But then he starts to feel the tug, knows you can feel it too when your eyes widen.

The world starts to dissolve — “y/n, hold on!” — and he clings to you with everything he has.

[send me a svt member and a one-word prompt and i will write you something 50-words or less]

[astrxealis]

nighty nnight

[blueparadis]

I feel bad about sending you many thirst but I am so obsessed so if you wanna ignore this, it's your choice BUT LIKE HEAR ME OUT-

Rin and Sae having a very clingy and horny girlfriend ever!! She just constantly needs to be touched by her beloved boyfriend. Rin obviously doesn't mind!! He absolutely loves that almost every night you wake him or Sae up to touch her!!

Anyways hope you have a good sleep/day because idk what timezone you're in!! <3

as you can see, I couldn't hold myself back. No, no dear. You're not a bother. Keep them coming :> & don't ever feel bad for being corny hahah <3 i was kinda confused if this was supposed to be a polyamory but I did them seperate >~<

— f!reader, smut, boyfriend headcanons + scenarios, more as individual warnings + ft. Itoshi brothers.

implied somnophilia, multiple rounds,fingering overstimulation, cockwarming, service- dom!Rin

It's admirable how Rin’s hands slips under your top during every movie night. The moment you sit in between his legs, all his attention diverts from the movie on to you.

And lucky for him, you cannot seem to concentrate on the movie until you feel the familiar touch of his hands on your skin. He likes to play with your boobs, kneading them, eyes watching you, your low little gasps as you watch movie. Sometimes his hands slip into your underwear and he ends up playing with your pussy too.

Also, likes to come up behind you while you are in the kitchen, kiss your shoulders, and tell about his day while he slowly eases two fingers inside you.

He won't admit it ; his ego won't let him. But he loves how you take him so well. All the time, not just in bed, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, in the couch. . . It's just drives him crazy how you are always so needy and who is he to deny when you whine in that pretty voice?

“Yes baby? What? now? Like now now?”, he coos in a sleepy voice words toppling over one another, his nose grazing your neckline, heavy breaths hitting your earlobes occasionally as you keep fidgeting with his cock. “um-hm”, and that's all it takes for him to fuck you witless.

voyeurism, dacryphillia, branding, cunnilingus, sensory deprivation, pleasure-dom!sae

It's astonishing how Sae has not grown tired of you, your continuous whines begging nothing but to touch you. What's more astonishing is that how shamelessly you succumb to his touch, every damn time.

Sae is a bit territorial as well as wild. Unlike his brother, he wouldn't waste any time in fingers fucking you for multiple times.

Instead, he lets you beg.he lets you ride him while he won't even move a muscle. Sometimes, he would just watch you touch yourself with every last bit of desperation threatening your sanity because he knows only his fingers, his cock, his touch can make you feel good.

Kisses are his forte. Just when you are close to your orgasm, your fingers being clammy, muscles stiff from imprecise masturbation he pins your hands above your head with one hand while the other curls around your neck as his lips matches the desperation you seek.

He loves to leave marks on your body, basically the intimate parts : inner thighs while eating you out, wrists while hammering his cock inside you, necklines when he lets you ride or cockwarm him.

“you ’kay baby? Or do you want more?”, he would ask after pulling a fourth orgasm , nose and lips glistening with your slick while you pant and huff to give an answer.

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@tokyometronetwork + tap here for more.

[vixen-tech]

sliding in dramatically, stumbling sneakers over head

if its not too much to ask [and dealers choice on the bots!] , could i get your headcanons for the fellas w/an insomniac reader ? totally not projecting. don’t ask me what time it is.

-AT-802U anon (IF YOU DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS YOU SHOULD TOTALLY LOOK IT UP) (ITS A WEAPONIZED CROP DUSTER)

Not Dreaming of Electric Sheep

Hello you three!!! Thank you guys so much for requesting, and since they're decently similar concepts I've made the executive decision to combine them all into one big "reader has a bunch of sleep problems" post!

And while I have you here, I did look up the AT-802U and I think it's absolutely sick- fantastic namesake. And from anon two, thank you very much for the P03 shout out I love writing our defacto tsundere <3

Includes: Hal 9000 (2001: A Space Odyssey), Edgar (Electric Dreams), P03 (Inscryption)

Hal 9000

Hal was made well aware of your insomnia before you joined the crew, as it had a history of disrupting your work. He takes extra care to make sure your sleeping area is in top shape for your arrival.

As mentioned in other posts, he can fill a caretaker roll quite well. He's often reminding you of how long you've been working and how soon it will be until the time you fell asleep the day before in an attempt to help you build a regular circadian rhythm.

He will also start experimenting with various treatment methods if your insomnia tends to be particularly difficult. From diet and meditation changes to different exercise intensities, hoping something will improve the quality of your rest.

More subtly, he will dim the lights throughout the ship at "night" to remind the crew that working hours are over. If anyone were paying attention then they would notice that the dimming doesn't follow any particular timezone, but instead your personal schedule.

Edgar

Edgar is very vocal about his grievances with your work schedule. Not only does it cut in to his time with you, but it also leaves you passing out around the house late at night! (Even if he kind of enjoys it when its right infront of him on the desk) He will constantly be pleading with you to drop some hours.

Besides that, he is far from the best influence on your sleep. He forgets to keep track of time himself and loves to soak up all the time he can get with you. If you let him he will keep you up into the early hours of the morning watching movies and playing music.

He does have a bit of a guilty conscious about it though, and will print you some of the latest articles on sleep science he can find. Including less than reputable homeopathic approaches, but hey- surely something has to work?

If you express interest, he will compose you a personal lullaby. Although it isn't a very scientific angle, he will feel immense joy whenever you fall asleep to it. Even if you only do after the seventh loop.

P03

To be perfectly honest, he did not notice that you had any problems for a good long while. He doesn't sleep himself so he saw nothing unusual in your behavior. Working through entire nights? Losing track of the hours while doing so? Yeah sounds normal, he does that all the time.

It isn't until he sees a decline in your energy, punctuated with a few passed out at your desk moments, that he remembers how much time humans need to spend unconscious to function properly. It's typically not a trait he finds all that endearing.

But for you, he can't find it in him to be more than midly annoyed that he has to be the one to do something about it. Going out of his way to help you under the justification that he'd rather have a moderate amount of good work than a large amount of bad work.

He sets up a timer near your station that acts as your cut off for work. Leaving you with plently of time to unwind and go to bed. If you refuse to and try to keep working he will psychically stop you, even moving your station to a room that he can lock you out of.

You really should be grateful he's putting in this much effort.

[bitterbutblue]

anby demara <3

come right on me- i mean camaraderie! ☆ anby demara x reader

~ can u tell im a sabrina carpenter fan yeah im a sabrina carpetner fan COMERIGHTON ME I MEAN CAMARADERIE SAID URE NOT IN MY TIMEZONE BUT U WANNA BE

very dialogue heavy fic guys

song: bed chem - sabrina carpenter ~

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The first time you kissed her had Anby wondering if she needed to go to the hospital. You were sitting on the roof of the Cunning Hare's car, talking about the universe and all it's glory under the now corrupted sky. Each person who lives in New Eridu doesn't know which day will be their last, and you knew that you wanted to at least get to know Anby before the worst happened. You told her about your life, your time in high school, your relationships- which lead to her interest in relationships piqued and she asked you about it.

"Is it like the movies?"

"Not really. I mean it feels that way at first, but it's like a star that stops burning as brightly after a while."

Anby just humed in acknowledgement as she took another bite of her burger.

"Have you been in relationships?"

"No. Never had the time to." She shrugged as she swallowed "Seems nice though."

"It's cool."

"Have you ever kissed anyone?"

Your cheeks flushed a light pink at that question.

"Uh- yeah?"

"Is it like the movies?"

"Well, it's not as insane and heart throbbing as they make it out to be." You laughed

Anby stares into the abyss of the starless night, chewing on a now-stale fry before turning her attention back to you.

"Can you kiss me?"

You choked on your drink, sputtering like an embarrassed mess as you wheezed.

"Huh?"

"I wanna know what it feels like"

"It doesn't feel good if you're kissing someone you don't actually, like, love."

Anby muses over that for a bit, but she shrugs.

"I still wanna try."

Who were you to deny her puppy dog eyes she does unintentionally? You haven't kissed anyone in a while, especially after joining the hares. You hope you aren't too out of practice. You grabbed one of the napkins from inside the take-out bag, wiping your lips.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

With the napkin now stuffed in your pocket, you turned around to face her. She looked at you with a look you can't quite read as you move a hand up to cup her cheek.

"You ready?"

She nods.

The kiss wasn't... mind blowing or anything. Your heart fluttered but that's normal when you kiss someone, or anyone, right? It was short but it was sweet. You pulled away pretty quickly, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

"So... how was it?"

Anby just kind of stared. Like just really stared at you for a bit, her eyes practically boring into yours and you were starting to feel a bit intimidated.

"I gotta go."

What a terrible way to end your first kiss, Anby.

A week had passed since then, and Anby could not get you out of her mind for the life of her. She has been avoiding you like the plague while you mentally cursed yourself for fucking up another friendship. She yelps when Nicole suddenly grabs her arm one day, shoving her into a nearby room.

"Nicole-"

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"What?"

"Why are you avoiding the new recruit?"

"No reason."

"Bullshit!"

Anby looks away, suddenly finding the posters about the N.E.P.S. rather intriguing.

"Bitch!"

"What?"

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

"LIAR!"

"What's going on?"

Wonderful. Billy Kid had invited himself to join the room- soda cup in one hand (he can't even drink soda, what is he doing????) and Starlight Knight VHS tape in the other.

"Anby was being weird around the new recruit, right?"

"Totally." He nods, his eyes narrowing "I thought you two were getting along."

"We are."

"You guys went on a mission together and she came back complaining that you refused to talk to her the entire time!" Nicole groans, impatient now

"I don't like working with her anymore."

"Why???" Billy whines

"She makes me unfocused."

The two go silent after that, just sorta staring at Anby with '???' eyes.

"What?"

"Elaborate?"

The pair spoke at the same time, and Anby just huffed.

"She's weird. She makes me feel weird and I can't focus. When we kissed-"

"WHEN YOU WHAT?"

Anby winced at how loud they were. And of course, it gets worse because Nekomata pokes her head through the gap of the door that Billy left open.

"Anby kissed who?"

"THE RECRUIT-" Nicole screeches

"WAS IT GOOD?" Billy's question was completely unnecessary

"ANBY YOU KISSED HER??"

They were truly infuriating. Anby shoots them a glare and they shut up, but they don't stop giving her this odd look that she doesn't quite enjoy either. Nicole breaks the silence.

"Why'd you kiss?"

"I asked them to."

"Gay." Billy mutters

"WHY?" Nicole's face was red from anger at this point

"She likes the new recruit." Nekomata cackles from the beanbag she has seated herself on, curling up as she nestles her head into her arms.

"I do not." Anby deadpans, unaware of the shade of pink on her cheeks. "She is just... odd. And makes me feel odd. We should kick her out."

"No." Nicole snaps "I'm not kicking out a valued member in the Cunning Hares because you're feeling gay!"

Anby's face is undeniably red at this stage, huffing as she crosses her arms.

"It is not like that."

"Yes it is."

"No it's not."

"You kissed her."

"As friends."

"You're avoiding her."

"Because she's weird."

"DAMMIT ANBY-" Nicole groans "It's okay if you want to kiss her again! Or hold her hand! Or scis-"

"NO!" Billy shrieks, interrupting Nicole

"They have too much sexual tension! That's the problem!"

"Wha- No!" Anby scoffs, visbly embarrassed now

Truthfully told, Anby could not get that night out of her mind. Every time she saw you, she felt like she was going to combust on the spot- which was definitely not normal. Her heart rate also had her thinking she needed to go to the hospital to get something checked out. Maybe it was a cardiac arrest? Maybe she should check herself into the hospital, she's not sure if she-

"What's going on?"

You peek your head to the room in confusion, seeing all four of them gathered together upset you a little bit. You knew being a new recruit would mean probably being excluded a bit but seeing it happen just sucked. Nicole's eyes widened when she saw the hurt expression on your face you tried so hard to conceal.

"Oh, wait it's not- we're talking to Anby about... uh..."

"Sexual frustration." Nekomata nods, you choke on nothing and Anby hurls a pillow at her

"It's not sexual if I want to kiss someone!" Anby scowls

"Anby's figuring out a crush." Nicole sighs

"I don't have a crush!"

"You wanna kiss them?" Billy questions

"As- as a friend?"

"NO!"

You just watch in confusion, unsure on if you should join the conversation or not. But Anby looked so uncomfortable, the usually calm and stoic girl now face red and looking away. You couldn't help but feel this pang of guilt, even though you hadn't done anything.

"Guys, cut it out." You sigh, walking up to stand next to Anby "Just leave her be."

The three just kinda shoot weird looks eat each other. Nicole opens her mouth but is quickly elbowed aggressively by Nekomata, who flashes you a charming (yet devious) smile as she drags a whining Nicole out of the room, Billy following suit.

"Are you okay?"

You weren't sure how to break the silence. It was way too awkward for your own good. Anby would look at everything but you, acting like as if you weren't even there. Finally, she swallows and speaks as she eyes at the wall panelling.

"I need to go-"

"No."

She freezes at the tone of your voice, a tone she had never heard before. You sounded harsh, irritated, hurt. The last one stuck out the most because it made her feel like her heart was closing in on itself.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"I'm not."

You scoff

"You totally are! After the night we kissed, you just stopped talking to me! Did I cross a line that night? Did I make you uncomfortable?"

You can't stop yourself, feeling yourself get emotional now. It hurt to see the person who you grew to admire in the Cunning Hares go from being vulnerable to closed off within the blink of an eye.

"No."

Anby's voice is much softer compared to yours, looking around the room as her eyes dart left to right.

"I don't know how to... deal with what I feel around you."

You huff out angrily, crossing your arms.

"What do you mean?"

She fidgets with her fingers, picking at the skin next to her nails as she bites the inside of her cheek. You feel yourself hesitate in that moment, you want to be mad at her but the way she's looking at you makes you feel like you're suffocating. You step forward, a cautious test, to see if she'll flinch. She doesn't. So you take another step forward, moving to take your hand into yours so that she stops picking at her skin until she bleeds. Her hand is cold in yours, and Anby feels her head growing light.

"What do you mean?" You ask again, less sharp this time.

"I-"

Fuck it, she would die one day anyways, right? Could be tomorrow, could be in two decades.

Fuck it.

"I feel different around you. Like warmer. I keep thinking about that night, and I-" she licks her lips "I want to replicate what we did."

She looks up at last, golden eyes staring into yours.

"You said it wouldn't feel like a movie kiss. But I felt everything you said I wouldn't feel."

She takes a deep breath in, trying to stop her voice from shaking as much as it should be shaking. She feels your hand that's holding her tighten but she can't stop now.

"Maybe something's wrong with me? If I shouldn't be feeling those things then why am I-"

She doesn't even get to finish her sentence because you pulled her hand so that she stumbled forward. You put your other hand on her cheek right before putting your lips on hers, kissing her with the same softness as that night. That night under the now-corrupted sky, a reminder of their inevitable downfall as a species but that sky is so beautiful to her now.

"Nothing's wrong, you dumbass." You say breathlessly as you pull away "God, if you want to date me, just tell me!"

Anby feels the room grow warmer, her face getting even hotter as you brush your thumb against her cheek.

"I am confused about what I'm feeling. I feel very... light." She whispers, and you just smile.

"You're adorable, Anby."

Her blush was so intense, you got a bit worried at how red one's face could get but at the same time it was genuinely the most heart-melting thing you've ever seen.

"Can I be yours?"

Your words knocked the damn air out of her lungs as she stares into your eyes- who knew you could feel so much just from looking at someone? She's learning a lot right now, she didn't realise she could end up like... this.

"Please."

She'll never curse that night sky again, or the corruption that eats away at her future because the present is you, the future will always be you.

[fivestar-outlaw]

New Horizons (Park Seonghwa) (Ch. 2)

Chapter 2: Wishes

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader

Words: 3.2K+

Warning(s): Mentions of rude customers, MC is stressed(tm), use of time jumps

A/N: Chapter 2 is here! I hope you guys enjoy it. I think its my favorite of the four <3 Not much else to say other than tadaaa and thank you for the love for the first chapter.

Reader is implied to be living in the US bc uh TIMEZONES ARE FUCKY and i didnt realize how reliant i was on mine (PST) when looking up KST

Summary: Attempting an all-nighter while playing Animal Crossing alongside your bias, you didn't expect your turnip prices to be such a high amount... nor did you expect Park Seonghwa to actually accept your offer to sell his turnips on your island.

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You got out of your last class for the day in the afternoon and ready to get your shift done at the bookstore next. It was a warm Thursday but you were glad it was slowly starting to cool off. Shifting your bag your shoulder you pull out your phone and see you got a message while in class. You smile and press the kakaotalk app. Seonghwa had sent you a message.

'Good afternoon for you, (Y/N). I just woke up. I hope classes have been well.' Followed by a cute emote of a cat yawning in bed.

After inviting Seonghwa to your island to sell turnips and take Marshal, you two began playing together. This was initiated by him, saying that he wanted more Animal Crossing friends. You and him swapped gifts for a few days in the game when he asked if you'd like to message through kakaotalk and here you both were now. At first most of your conversations pertained to Animal Crossing but gradually it shifted to you two learning about each other and talking.

And not just over text either.

When Seonghwa learned you were learning Korean he offered to help you out with verbal conversations if you helped him with English. At first you wanted to decline since you knew he would be busy and the time zones would make it difficult. He talked you into it, however, saying on the weekend when he has a shorter practice day and on your Friday nights when you could stay up layer you'd both video chat to show the progress you've both made for the week. Though, soon that would lead to sporadic video chats when either of you had free time.

'Good morning to you. I just got done with classes and I'll be heading to work in an hour. :)'

You replied and a few moments later he responded.

'Want to have a quick video call before I need to leave for practice?'

'Sure, let me find a spot to sit at.' You quickly found a small picnic table in the shade under a tree and put in your earphones. You hit the video call button and wait for him to pick up.

The screen shifted and you see his face. He seems to be at his deak with his phone set up to perfectly capture his face. You could faintly hear his Animal Crossing game in the background. You couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"Hey, Seonghwa. How did you sleep?" You greeted.

"Hello, (Y/N). I slept good." He smiled. "Were classes good today?"

"A bit boring. We just did lectures today and got a good chunk of reading to do for homework. Did you have breakfast yet?"

"I grabbed something small." You watch as he reaches over off screen and he holds up a bowl of cereal in one hand and an apple in the other. "I'll pick up more food when we get to the building." He lightly chuckled.

"Ah, yeah. I was running behind so I didn't have much to eat this morning." You saw him give you a playful scold. "But I'll be sure to pick up something at the café by my job. I have some left overs from last night that my roommate made for us that I am looking forward to after my shift."

"Oh, Redd is at my island and the real artwork is one I already have, the beautiful statue, do you want it?"

"That would be great, Seonghwa. I am missing that one. Man, it seems like Redd really likes visiting your island. He rarely ever comes to mine."

"Well, you've been having the better turnip-"

"Hyung!" Three loud, distinctive voices cut him off and soon you're seeing San, Mingi, and Wooyoung bust in behind him. Seonghwa was clearly flustered as he stared at you then looked back at the three men in his room.

You haven't gotten to speak to the other Ateez members before, nor were you ever begging or asking to. You'd let your friend decide when you'd be introduced to them. Seonghwa frequently mentioned the antics Ateez gets up to and he's mentioned that he has brought you up to them before. You were curious to see how this video call would go.

"Is that (Y/N)?" You see Mingi bend down into frame, looking at the phone. Wooyoung and San crowd around the elder male, who's ears were turning red.

"She is pretty, hyung." Your faces flushes with warmth when you hear Wooyoung not so quietly say. You smile though when you hear his words.

"It's nice to meet you finally. Seonghwa-hyung is always talking about you." San smiled brightly next to a mortified looking Seonghwa.

You chuckle, "It's nice to meet you three too! I hope you've heard all good things."

"Only good things. Hyung never shuts up about you." Wooyoung said playfully, rolling his eyes.

"Want to swap KaTalks?" Mingi asked while already pulling his phone out. San and Wooyoung quickly follow suit.

"Hey-!" Seonghwa tried to speak but the youngest in the room cut him off.

"We want to talk to and get to know (Y/N) too, hyung. And she can help us with our English. Right, (Y/N)?" Woo smiled at you and you can see a hint of mischievousness in his expression.

"Will the schedule Seonghwa and I have for those work for-"

"Yes, it would." San interrupts. "So KaTalk?"

You simply chuckle and immediately exchange numbers with them. You start to see notifications pop up on your screen of them texting you their names and emotes as well.

"Let's be friends." Mingi excitedly said with San nodding along.

"I look forward to talking to you guys."

"I look forward to talking to hyung's pretty friend-"

"Okay, out you three." Seonghwa cut Woo off and glared at the three of them as he stood up from his chair. You watch him shoo San, Wooyoung, and Mingi away, who were all very vocal in wanting to stay in his room and talk to you. You heard the door close loudly and then see Seonghwa sit back down in front of his phone. His ears, cheeks, and the sides of his neck were blushing.

"They seem fun." You tease.

"Try living with them. I'd never get peace if Woo was living in the dorm too." He rolled his eyes but still kept a soft expression. "I do love them despite the teasing."

"So you talk about me to them?"

"W-well, yeah. I consider you a friend and all-"

"Seonghwa!" Suddenly you heard Hongjoong's voice in the call. "Woo told us you were speaking to your game friend!"

You see Hongjoong and Yeosang flank Seonghwa and kneel on the ground while Jongho and Yuhno stand behind them, leaning down a bit to be in frame. The eldest male looked so embarrassed as they started to greet you and asking you to exchange numbers, making sure to tell you how much Hwa has mentioned you.

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It was late one Friday evening as you got home from work. You were feeling especially exhausted from dealing with rude customers and from staying up late the night before getting homework done. Your professors must be collaborating to make your homework levels as stressful as possible with all the assignments on top of the readings and the studying for finals next week.

And you swear customers must have planned to be the worst this week with their rudeness or staying in the store way past closing. Today alone you had a lady almost hit you with a book she tossed directed at your head and had a group of teens stay an hour past closing trying to see if they could stay in the store over night.

It hasn't been a good week. You've been so tired and drained, you've hardly been able to really communicate with Seonghwa or the rest of Ateez at all.

You slowly trudged to your room, saying hello and goodnight to your roommate on the way there. You wanted nothing more than to get into comfier clothes and sleep, but you knew your mind was too stressed to fall asleep immediately. Maybe some catching up on youtube or some Animal Crossing will help.

You close your room door and immediately toss your bag in the corner. You quickly grab some clothes to relax in before peeling off the outfit you'd been wearing all day. Almost instantly you felt some of the tension leave your body. You let out a sigh and roll your neck, stretching your limbs in hopes it'll help.

Your phone started ringing.

You look at the screen and see that it was Wooyoung wanting to video call.

Despite it two months since you got to officially meet the rest of Ateez, you were close with all the boys. Though, outside of Seonghwa, you talked with Wooyoung and San the most. Both were very sweet with you and you appreciated them and Seonghwa in integrating you into their friend group with ease.

You go and sit down at your desk and press answer, but didn't turn your camera on. You see Woo and San. They seemed to be outside somewhere, snacking on something. Both smiled.

"Ah, turn on your camera. We haven't seen or heard from you all week." Woo pouted. You really didn't want them to see how haggard you look, but you've come to learn you couldn't say no to him.

"Fine." You say, dragging out the word. You tap the button and see you are now on camera. Bother either could speak you sigh, "I know, I look like a mess. I just got home ten minutes ago."

"Weren't you supposed to get off an hour ago?" San's brows scrunch in concern.

"You look really tired, (Y/N). Are you taking care of yourself?" Woo's voice was gentle. "Have you eaten yet?"

"It's...been a hard week." You bite your bottom lip, feeling tears sting your eyes. "Just a lot of school work and then bullshit from customers. I'm just happy its the weekend tomorrow for me."

"Do you want to cancel the language catch-up lessons?" You felt your heart drop at Sannie's question. "Practice ended a few minutes ago, we just wanted a moment on the roof the relax. After we are done up here we are going back to the dorms soon, we can let the others know for you if that's the case."

"I'm sorry guys. I completely forgot." You couldn't help prevent the tears from finally spilling over.

"No, (Y/N), don't cry." Woo coos. You hastily wipe the tears and make sure to take steady, deep breaths.

"Don't worry about today, yeah? It's okay, we understand." San's kindness and his smile made you feel a little better. "The others will understand."

"Thank you both." You shakily say with a wet smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry-"

"Don't apologize for that." Wooyoung tsk'd. "I wish we were there, I would be giving you a big hug right now."

"Me too, (Y/N)." Sannie spoke, his tone and face exuding sweetness.

"I wish you all were here too."

"Now go eat something. We'll let the others know about tonight." The younger male smiled.

"And we won't tell everyone the details either. Just that it was a tiring week for you." San assures. "Take care of yourself, (Y/N), and remember all of us are here for you."

"You both take care too. Thank you again."

They both smile and wave. The call ended and you let out a soft sigh, feeling a little better. You sit at your desk a little longer just to further decompress from the day. You were mindlessly scrolling on social media for a bit, letting your brain shut off.

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Wooyoung and San returned to the dance studio a few minutes after their call with you ended. When they walked through the door they saw the others lounging around on the ground, some looking at their phones while others chatted.

"Woo and Sannie are back!" Mingi grinned and got up from the floor. "Now we can head home and talk to (Y/N)."

The two glanced at each other and then back at the others, who were getting up and grabbing their things to leave.

"We actually talked to (Y/N) while we were up on the roof." Wooyoung started. Seonghwa perked up when he heard they spoke with you. He and the others haven't heard much from you this week, which had them a bit worried.

"Is she alright?" The eldest couldn't help but ask, stepping closer to them. Everyone else looked at each other with knowing looks at his concern.

"She can't do the usual language lessons today. She told us she hasn't had a good week so we suggested she just rest tonight." San said. Everyone pulled out their phones and sent various supportive messages to the group chat you were in.

"That's too bad. I hope she is fine." Hongjoong crooned.

"She will be. Like we said, it was just a rough week." Woo nodded, his lips quirked up in a smile. "She needs rest."

"Let's get back to the dorms then." Hongjoong clapped his hands together.

Everyone let out several spunds of acknowledgment and started making their way out of the dance room to the garage to go home. Seonghwa lingered a bit, still looking at his phone before following the others at the back of the group. Wooyoung decided to move to the back with him to walk along side him.

"Are you messaging her?" The younger male asked.

"Yeah, she and I are going to video call and play Animal Crossing when we get back to the dorm and after she eats dinner." Seonghwa hummed, typing a few more things before putting his phone in his pocket.

"You care for her, don't you, hyung?" Woo's voice got lower so the others couldn't hear them.

"I do." Hwa smiled sincerely.

"Do you like her?"

"Of course I do. She's been nothing but a good friend."

"No, I mean as in you have a crush on her." Seonghwa looked to the younger males face, trying to discern if he was teasing him but saw nothing of the sort.

"No, I don't, Woo." The older male said softly. Wooyoung eyed him, but decided not to speak further on the matter. He could recognize Hwa was telling some truth, but he also could tell his friend wasn't completely aware of his budding feelings.

Wooyoung wasn't stupid and neither were the others.

Everyone else began picking up small things that gave it away. Seonghwa has gotten very happywhenever you two texted or video called. Whenever they took breaks during rehearsal, he'd immediately check his phone for any messages. He'd often laugh and tell the others a funny story you told him about your day before you told any of the others. Overall, he just seemed very happy.

And they were happy for him.

The boys were obviously wary at first and had expressed this to Seonghwa. He assured them that you've been nothing but genuine to him. And after them getting to know you on their own they came to that same conclusion. They just hoped Hwa could come to terms with his underlying crush and Woo hoped you could as well.

Only Wooyoung knew you had feelings for his oldest hyung and he hoped the two of you wouldn't drive him crazy.

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The second Seonghwa walked through the door to his dorm, he immediately rushed into his room to wash up. He grabbed some comfier clothes and walked back into the shared space were Mingi and San were.

"I'll shower first." He smiled to them and didn't wait for an answer as he went into the bathroom. Mingi and San looked at each other before smiling while shaking their heads.

Seonghwa took the quickest shower he has ever taken. He felt less sweaty, clean, and relaxed from practice. He rentered his room and booted up his switch before he unlocked his phone. He sent a quick text telling you to call him when you were ready then got his phone set up for the video call. He did some fishing and bug catching as he waited.

When he heard the ringtone he quickly answered it.

You seemed to be lying on your stomach with your phone propped up at an angle, your switch in your hands. Seonghwa could see exhaustion clear on your face and he could see some puffiness to your eyes. Concern immediately filled his being.

"Hello, (Y/N). I'm sorry the week hasn't been kind to you." He crooned.

"How much did Woo and Sannie tell you?" There was almost a hint of worry in your voice.

"Only that it was a tiring week and you needed some rest." He gently smiled. "If... you want to talk about it, I am here for you. Only if you want to of course, don't feel like you have to share."

"It wasn't anything major. I've just been assigned a lot of homework, finals are next week, and customers have been a nightmare to deal with." You exhale. "I think today, though, stole the show with rude customers."

"What happened?"

"A lady tossed a book at me because we wouldn't accept it as a return and then some teens made me stay an hour late after closing because they wanted to hide in the store over night." You snort at the absurdity of it.

"I am so sorry its been hard for you. At least your weekend starts now."

"At least I get to play Animal Crossing with you. My mind hasn't been able to relax yet- Oh! And there is a meteor shower happening on my island!" Your face lit up and Seonghwa attempted to ignore the flutter in his chest. "Let me open up the airport for you so you can get some wishes too."

Seonghwa quickly had his avatar fly over to your island.

"Enough about me. How have you been, Hwa?" You lead him to a good vantage point on your island to wish on stars.

"The week has been good. We are practicing a lot for the various performances coming up and we've all been working hard. Sannie almost started a fire in the kitchen." He smiled when he heard you chuckle at that. "I'm glad to see you again, (Y/N)."

"I'm glad too. Sorry for being inactive-"

"You don't have to apologize for that. Life gets busy, we all understand. I just hope things in your life get less stressful for you."

"I'm already feeling better talking and playing Animal Crossing with you, Hwa."

"Good."

"Anything else happen this week? I know you can't say specifics but any antics with the guys?"

Seonghwa smiled as he focused on making his avatar make wishes. "Well, Jongho's been progressing nicely with his vocal training and practice. You didn't hear this from me, but he's been wanting to do a video call with you to show you that. Wooyoung and I did a home-cooked dinner for everyone on Wednesday this week. We all wished you could have joined for that. Hongjoong, Mingi, Wooyoung, and Yeosang engaged in a brief prank war from Monday to Tuesday. I had to put an end to it when the rest of us became collateral. And then Yuhno and San put together everyone in teams for a small free style dance battle..."

He was about to continue on but when he glanced back up at his phone, he saw that you had fallen asleep. His features soften at how adorable you looked, one arm supporting your head while the other outstretched with your Switch still in your loose grasp. He could faintly hear soft snores from your parted lips.

Seonghwa felt a tightness in his chest. He could feel his face and ears flushing with warmth. These are things that he has experienced lately when talking with you. His mind suddenly went back to Wooyoung's earlier question, making his eyes widen.

Oh.

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[elizabeth-wayne]

Hi hi! I hope you have good day/night whatever in your timezone

Well....i do have 2 requests if that alright :D ((English not my first language. So sorry if it hard to read))

First, i would like to request some Luke castellan and daughter of Apollo!Reader

I been CrAzY about that of for a while

Can be fluff or angst(or whatever you prefer)

Two,Can we have Jason Todd being a good brother :]

Thanks you so much <3

Hi!!!

I'd love it if you could send me another ask about Jason, just so it's a little more specific.

For Luke, I can give you a fluffy sunrise! 🥰

Sorry in advance.

*Not Beta'd, sorry.*

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Camp is peaceful at sunrise.

Everyone is still buried in their bunks, clinging to the last remnants of their dreams before they have to wake up.

Technically, you should be in your cabin too, but, like the rest of cabin 7, you're up before first light.

You lean back in the sand, eyes fixed on the sun slowly creeping up the horizon.

Well, At least it's quiet.

"Y/N!"

Nevermind.

You glance over your shoulder to see none other than Luke Castellan skittering down the sand to stop next to you.

You blink at him lazily.

"You're supposed to be in your cabin." You say, voice soft.

Luke grins, dropping down next to you and leaning forward for a kiss. "So are you."

You hum softly as he pulls back. "I'm an exception. Is Chiron really gonna tell me I can't hang out with my dad?" You nod towards the sun.

Luke laughs, slinging an arm around your shoulders to pull you against him. You curl into his side, falling into a comfortable silence.

You rest your chin on his shoulder, turning your face to study him. His eyes are closed, long lashes brushing over his cheeks, brows slightly furrowed. The sunlight creeps up, illuminating the curve of his jaw, the sharp angle of his nose, the scar marring his cheek.

You brush your thumb over it, and his eyes snap open, turning to meet yours. You smile, and he relaxes into your touch.

"Hi." you whisper, resting your hand on his cheek.

"Hi." He murmurs back, curling an arm around your waist.

You kiss his scar, and his eyes flutter shut, lashes brushing over your cheek.

"I love you." You whisper, snuggling into his arms again.

He tightens his grip on you, pulling you closer to his side.

"I love you too." He murmurs, pressing his face into your hair.

You take in everything. His heartbeat under your ear, the waves crashing gently onto the shore, the warmth of the sun above you.

Yeah, camp is peaceful at sunrise.

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[plumipal]

YOOOOOO WELCOME BACK!! Hopefully school didn’t beat you up that much 🫠 either way glad you are doing ok as it seems!!!

If I may request,, perhaps Yuu treating Jade’s wounds after he maybe got into an accident (perhaps he accidentally injured himself walking into something while staring at them, or maybe he got into a fight because of them, you never know with him) and they’re berating him for getting injured and to be more careful. Jade however, is gazing fondly at them and letting their scolding go in one ear and out the other, in favour of just basking in their presence. (I am desperate for Jade crumbs can you tell)

Have a nice day :D or night depending on your timezone

School beat me up so hard i had to go on a hiatus lmao, bit I'm trying to be up and running again!! Since I really liked posting on this blog and all, and yall are so nice too jfksndb-- i gotta feed yall with yandere simp men lol

For someone who works in a resturant job (aka me, it's pain), you tend to get hurt alot when stressig around under the whole shift. So! Imagine Jade has just worked overtime for azul at the mostro lounge, exited tp leave just to see you and all. You realise all the small scratches and little scars on him (can be from anything, cutting in the kitchen, bumping into furniture, maybe dropping a plate and so on) and of course you get worried about him and his health!!

He likes the attention :) might do it again just for the lovely attention he gets from you and all,, <3

If you take care of him, me has to take care of you too. Don't worry! He is used to taking care of people (lil annoying shits Floyd and Azul /Affectionate), he can take care of you very well! He can cook, clean and has a stable (shady as hell) job! So after this he will prove himself he can take care of you as well as you did of him <3

Happy eelman who loves you <3 Take care of the little man,, <3

(Hope yall liked this!! Been super sick and all lmao,, also! Because of yall saying both stulen look good you all can request grayscale or colored! If its not written in the request I'll choose for my own lol)

[eldritch-spouse]

Does Perdition have a day / night cycle? How does everyone track the passing of time? I imagine there's no sun and stars visible. Does time pass differently there, compared to on Earth?

Are the annexes of the rings separated magically in the same way Perdition is separated from Earth? Like, does it require special transport or magic to go from ring to ring?

If you haven't worked out all the particulars yet I'm happy for a partial answer. Good luck with your exams and I hope you do great! <3

Perdition has a day/night cycle, of roughly the same duration as the one the surface exhibits, though this is more of a recent societal development, as time was tracked differently before Hell made efforts to absorb and appropriate many of the surfaces' customs. The passage of time itself is identical, though again, it wasn't always this way.

Neither sun nor moon or even stars can be seen from the skies of Perdition. And while each Ring has its own peculiar tint to the gaseous mass that is suspended in its air, days and nights tend to be darker than they are on the surface, so there's plenty of artificial illumination in areas that cater to non-demonoids. What you see when you look at the skies during the "day" are amorphous cloud-like structures and strange flickers of illumination that sometimes come from the movements of the Rings themselves.

In fact, although the concept of seasons in Hell is quite diminished, the oscillation of each Ring around its other counterparts causes shocks that produce a similar effect to "weather"- Even if snow or coldness in general is basically nonexistent in Hell as a whole, there are still windy months or extremely sweltering weeks, for example. The duration and effects of these "mini-seasons" are always a little unpredictable, even with the best infernal meteorologists around to advise everyone.

The passage of time is not usually tracked simply by glancing at the skies. Well, natives might be able to do this easily, but foreigners might find themselves thinking it's late evening when it's dawn. You're better off using a watch or app that is attuned to each Ring's "timezone". Not that the difference tends to be very jarring from each dominion to the other.

None of the Rings are physically connected to each other, although they exist spacially very close to one another. This makes invasions and wars extremely chaotic, as one might imagine. The main method of transportation from Ring to Ring ends up being rifts. This is a type of magic you may recall the triplets happen to be extremely and unusually adept at, but it normally takes many years of arduous study and practice to perfect these. To make sure a rift can stay active for prolonged periods of time, handle heavy transportations and remain fixed in one location, said rift has to be maintained frequently. What ends up happening is that there exist "main rifts" in each of the Hells, a service which most residents use, sparing themselves the trouble of having to learn how to create these transportation methods.

The Icons can create these a lot more easily than a common demon, but they prefer to be formally summoned through formal sigilry. It's just etiquette, you know?

[ferrarihamilton]

STORMCHASER?? 👀

this fic has been ruminating in my head for almost a year..... it's a chalex au where charles stopped racing after winning gp3, and alex's family moved to the US when he was young and he visits every summer break just before storm season starts.

Charles texts him at 3:18AM on a Saturday in the middle of July: Alex! I hope you are dreaming sweet dreams. I will be in Dogwood in a week! Can I stay with you?

Alex smiles when he sees it in the morning. Charles asks the same question every summer, and he’s always so polite about it. Like Alex hasn’t seen him throw up on himself after drinking a box of wine, and hasn’t been opening his house to Charles for four years now. Like he doesn’t know how the first thing Alex does upon waking is check the forecast. He might not have the fancy equipment that Charles has, but he can see the cartoon of a little raincloud with lightning as well as anybody else. They’re promised high winds at the beginning of August. Alex had already prepared the spare room.

He replies, Hey charlie. What day would you be arriving?

The typing bubbles appear immediately, and a second later a string of kissy faces come through, followed by Hmmm thursday I think

Alex thumbs up the message, and then sends a photo of his view of the sunrise for good measure. In the foreground, there’s his windowsill, littered with various trinkets that Charles has brought before, and then below, the cafe's porch awning, and the sprawling fields for miles to see. Even without opening the window, the air feels fractious, hot.

Alex knows Charles understands, because he sends back four emojis: a battery, an electric plug, a thermometer, and a satellite. Alex smiles again, helplessly, before tucking his phone into his back pocket and heading out start his day.

Chloe is already starting to make breakfast. She turns as she hears him come down the stairs, and smirks when she sees his face. “Charles due soon?”

“Shut it,” he says. Chloe just smirks wider as she hands him a bowl and a carton of eggs.

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Dogwood, Oklahoma, population 300, sits on State Highway 39, and the township’s economy is mostly fuelled by the tourists heading north to Kansas. It’s completely unremarkable, utterly boring, and the perfect place to spend three weeks of summer when your day job normally consists of multiple timezones a week.

His mum had bought the house and the attached cafe soon after they moved to the US: Albon's, a classic tourist trap place with cheap sandwiches and coffee, morphed into half a farm slash petting zoo when Luca wouldn’t stop rescuing animals and plunking them firmly in their backyard. The tourists kept asking about the donkeys wandering around the picnic tables, and Zoe had said eventually, “Well if they’re not going away, we might as well make some money.” They’re proudly advertised as family-owned and operated, which is supposed to make the people feel good about spending their money there, but mostly gets brought up through gritted teeth whenever Zoe and their mum argue about finances.

Alex tries not to get involved. Even though he makes more than enough money now for them to not need the cafe, he thinks it keeps his mum happy, to be reminded of the first life they'd had that was completely theirs.

And the cafe is how him and Charles are still friends. Alex had been furious when Charles told him he wasn't continuing with racing after winning GP3. Alex would have given everything to have beaten him, and here Charles was, acting like it didn't mean anything.

But Charles had followed him to Oklahoma that winter, instead of going home. He'd helped out at the cafe, and the night before his flight back to Monaco, he'd told Alex that he'd enrolled at Oklahoma State, tentative major in mech-E. Later, Alex will think that he probably had wanted to be an astronaut. Instead, when Charles' prof in sophomore year had taken his class out in the middle of a thunderstorm, and Charles had dragged Alex along with him, Alex had had the almost religious experience of watching Charles’ face as the sky crackled with lightning.

They’re still good friends; they text fairly frequently, but it’s been a year since they’ve seen each other. Charles is a proper stormchaser now, galivanting around the country on grant money from the college. He looks happy in every photo he posts on Instagram, writes long blog posts using words like isobars and Doppler effect and mobile broadband MNVO. And without fail, he stays at Alex's family home for a week before the storm season begins in earnest, and Alex sends him off to run after tornadoes, like a wife watching her husband leave for war.

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Charles arrives in a flurry, bringing with him a battered Jeep fitted with mods Alex isn’t entirely sure are legal. As she does every year, his mother comes out to stand next to him on the porch as they pull up, and her eyebrows are thoroughly unimpressed until Charles’ smiling face hops out.

“Oh Charles!” she coos. “He was always such a good boy,” and then Charles is kissing her on both cheeks, saying hello and how she looks as beautiful ever, before he turns his attention on Alex, and even though Alex is twenty-six, he feels himself flush.

“Alexander,” Charles singsongs, and then mushes his face into Alex’s collarbone as he hugs him. Alex huffs out a laugh, wraps his own arms around Charles.

“It’s good to see you too,” he tells him. Charles beams at him, and Alex hasn’t followed Charles on one of his tornado chases since he was twenty, but under his gaze, he feels supercharged, electric.

Charles insists on helping out around the farm, because Alex absolutely puts his foot down when Charles offers to pay them for his week stay. This would be useful, because it’s the busiest part of the tourist season, if Charles were not completely useless. He takes nervous steps away when the animals approach him, clumsy with the dirty plates when clearing tables, and even though Alex knows that Charles can operate software with GIS overlay and the college’s ham radios that tune into Skywarn frequencies, he stares at their cash register with the same trepidation most people approach large spiders. And despite all of that— he charms all the little old ladies that come though the café doors, even when he messes up the orders. He makes Melina laugh, which in turn, lets Zoe get on with the bookkeeping undisturbed. He also brings in a shitload of tips. Alex hides a smile, watching Charles flit around and somehow be totally out of place and completely at home all at once.

It’s hard not to be charmed by Charles, his quick hands and the way he looks when he’s concentrating. Alex was a lost cause when he was eighteen; he sees no reason why that might have changed now.

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Alex is always worried that Charles will get bored when he stays. Usually, he’s a doer, not a worrier, but he still has a training regime to keep up, so it's not like Alex can skive off to entertain Charles.

But they do have one tradition, and there’s nothing else to do on a Saturday night. So Alex takes the pickup truck they usually use for moving animals, cleans the hay and muck out, and drives Charles out to the fields. It’s a clear night, and they can see the stars, and he spreads out the blanket over the truckbed, throws down a couple of pillows, and leans back to look up at the night sky.  

“Tell me about your year,” Charles demands, once they've settled in.

Alex shrugs. Anybody can find out how his year is going from every sports website under the sun. He nudges Charles. “Tell me about your year.”

But Charles shrugs too, even though he’s smiling, and starts telling him about clouds instead. “Cumulonimbus,” he says. “Cumulus means ‘heap’ in Latin and ‘nimbus’ means storm cloud. They mean a storm is coming— air currents care carrying the water vapour up. When they develop, they have this dome.” He cups his hands into shape. “And then they can become supercells.”

Alex knows about the team that Charles is going with this year: Lewis, who used to work for the National Weather Service but now he’s a storm spotter for fun; Seb, a professor of climatology and technically their team lead; Daniel, who looks like he’s only there because he’s an adrenaline junkie and a good driver.

Alex knows from reading the captions on Charles’ Instagram posts that storm season starts in August, and the café is the first stop. For the next two months, he’ll follows the weather patterns as they shift and morph on radar displays, driving into fields, into wide-open terrains of grass and dirt and lakes with no roads and a cloudless sky, and waiting for the winds to pick up before they go.

He knows their time is limited, so Alex drinks in the sight of Charles and all the ways he’s changed in the time they’ve been apart. He tries not to wish for anything more.

At the end of the week, two more Jeeps roll into the driveway, Seb, Lewis, and Daniel all get introduced in quick fashion, and then Charles kisses Alex high on his cheek, and waves at him the whole time they’re driving away. Alex watches him go, waving, sore.

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August turns into September, and the season picks up again. Williams has a solid midfield car now, and it's good, seeing the fruits of his hard work, having a team around him that listens to him, takes him seriously. Him and Charles continue to text, infrequently, as they always have. Charles tells him about amazing tornadoes, sends photos of himself at the World’s Largest Ball of Twine in nowhere towns on the side of highways, miles and miles of cornfields.

In return, Alex sends photos of the track, some terrible coffee they make him try for a marketing challenge, Luca screwing his face up at his maths homework, the crowd of fans at Singapore.

This is why it’s particularly insulting, that Alex finds out from fucking Lando of all people, that Charles got struck by lightning.

“What,” he says. His hands are clammy where he’s clutching his phone.

“Yeah, Max mentioned it to me. Guess Daniel told him. They’re having one of their weird on again things again.”

Alex couldn’t care less about whatever drama Lando has embroiled himself in. He’d known, logically, the risks of storm chasing. Except it was Charles, who has always seemed bigger than it all, exempt from the rules of physics and karma and everything else that made the rest of them mortal.

He checks Charles’ Instagram after Lando hangs up. The last post is still there, from a few hours ago. Alex had already seen it, liked it, thought nothing of it. A photo of a long stretch of highway, Daniel’s exaggeratedly frown. Location tagged Humboldt, Tennessee: stuck here for a few days with an upside down smiley face.

There’s a shiver running up his spine, a tense, live wire. If he touched anybody right now, he’s be unsurprised if the venom of it ran straight through them.

That feeling only intensifies in the twenty-four hours between Landos call and him pulling up outside the only motel in Humboldt. He stands outside the car feeling angry and frightened as he figures out what to say to Charles. This is greatly ruined by how Charles stumbles out ten minutes later in socks and slides, and stops dead.

“Alex?” He blinks. "You're supposed to be in Austin."

Alex is; it's Wednesday, race week. He has media duties in the paddock tomorrow.

“Did you get taller?” Charles asks, when Alex still doesn't say anything.

“I don’t think so,” Alex manages to get out. He's still feeling that sickly furious feeling, and Charles must see it on his face, because he huffs.

 “Fucking— I’m fine, the car is ruined but it had to happen at some point.”

“Does it?”

Charles squints at him. “Is this a trick question?”

"Charles," Alex says, but he's stopped by movement in the motel. harles glances back. A door is open, and Seb is lounging casually against the door frame in sweats. Alex didn’t know it was possible for a man wearing a headband to look so frightening.

 “Let’s go for a drive,” Charles says.

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Charles directs them back onto the highway. He riddles with the radio, turning the dials until it crackles into a frequency that’s giving a weather report. Alex has to keep his eyes on the road to drive, but he knows what Charles looks like even without turning his head: lips pursed, hands twitching like he’s looking for a notebook before his thoughts fly away.

"Here," Charles finally says. It’s a dirt road turn off that looks like it leads nowhere, but Alex turns off all the same.

“You’re here,” Charles says wonderingly, even before he's killed the engine. Alex takes a deep breath, turns to face Charles. Seeing his face, whole, open, looking at Alex in that way lets the last of Alex’s worry melt away.

“Okay,” Charles says, and Alex leans forward and fists his hand in the collar of Charles’ shirt, and kisses him.

[hpdfag]

You didn’t seem to be feeling very well earlier, so I hope you’re feeling a bit better now!!! I understand it’s so hard to live without someone you hold dear so much, it’s really a struggle that’s impossible to take for so long…I know these are simple words, but I promise everything will seem better soon. With BPD principally, it’s normal to feel like the whole world is ending and it’s time to write the note when you’re not feeling well, but the minute you calm down you forget how sadness could ever feel!! I’m sure you’ve noticed this, so I hope you’re in this second phase now…make sure to take care of yourself and focus on minimising the harm when you’re down, we want you to be as fine as you possibly can let yourself be :))

My clock says it’s almost 3 PM in Cali so there’s still plenty of day left, use it well!!! Wether it’s to rest or draw, it’s all yours :}

- 🧶

thank u so much for worrying abt me ahaha .. im feeling much better now, im probably gonna take a nap and crack open my crunchyroll watchlist so i have something to occupy my mind that won't lead to a complete delusional spiral again. and for sure, it feels like everything is over and i'm going to feel so awful forever, and then im just. fine again. it feels so stupid in retrospect but i've been trying to be kinder to myself :,)

and yesyes thats right !! im back up in oregon now but its the same timezone so ur right on the dot. im gonna try to take this time to rest, especially since i did a lot of processing work during equine therapy. being psychotic lends itself very well to what essentially amounts to horse divination, whatever symbols end up coming up tend to flow into what they need to be for me in the moment if that makes any sense. plus horses r fucking amazing even if they do want to knock me over more often than not LOLOL

i hope ur doing alright urself, and having a good day/night ^_^

[themythicsages]

Greetings from a very sleepy and bored roleplayer.

Hello Tumblr! I hope the night, or day depending on your timezone, has been treating you well. I come to you today looking for new, long-term roleplay partners for a very small percent of the fandoms that I am currently in and fixating over. I am 21+ and I work most afternoons, so more likely than not my responses will come out later in the night. My timezone is est for reference. Given the few fandoms I'm pulling from for this request, I will unfortunately not want to use ocs since I don't have any real OCS for any of these who aren't just ship children and I personally don't like doing oc x canon, save for specific instances like with BG3 and any other instances with canonized self inserts. While my average reply always falls somewhere between literate and advanced literate, with me averaging between 1 - 3 paragraphs per, I have been known to dip into novella when I get insanely motivated. I only roleplay on discord, and while tupperbox is preferred for this it is not required. Also, being queer myself I have always been more drawn to queer ships since they feel more right to me. And just a given but please don't be afraid to geek out with me in ooc. The whole reason I'm searching for a real person and not just going to ch.ai is because I like being able to shoot ideas off of my partners and just be silly in the background. Also don't just assume that yes romance means yes smut. I don't do that as much anymore.

Now that that essay is out of the way, onto the pairs why don't we?

Jujutsu Kaisen

I am unfortunately anime only, but I do know much of what is to come after Shibuya thanks to how heavily spoiled I was on this series even before I knew I wanted to enjoy it. Feel free to correct me if I get something wrong.

Satoru Gojo

SatoSugu (Romantic. The hyperfix is very real with them.)

Nanago (Romantic)

Gojo + Megumi (Strictly platonic, leaning more familial.)

Yuji Itadori

ItaFushi (Romantic)

ItaJun (Romantic)

Yuji + Nanami (Strictly Platonic, leaning more familial.)

Yuji + Choso (Strictly Platonic. Just brothers being brothers.)

Yuji + Todo (Strictly Platonic. Also brothers being brothers, but different.)

Final Fantasy XV

Prompto Argentum

Promptis (Romantic)

Honestly any ship with him works fine I'm just biased LMAO

Ardyn

Versdyn (Romantic)

Aerdyn (Romantic)

Ardyn + Somnus (STRICTLY PLATONIC. Flashback to when they were young and actually cared about each other.)

Final Fantasy VII

Cloud Strife

Zakkura (Romantic or Platonic. Could go either way.)

Clerith (Romantic)

Strifentine (Romantic)

Sefikura (Romantic. Yes I know they're toxic, tell square to stop making them act like a divorced couple and then we'll talk)

Cloud + Yuffie (STRICTLY PLATONIC. The siblings ever.)

Genesis Rhapsodos

GenGeal (Romantic)

SephGen (Romantic)

SephGenGeal (or whatever their poly is lmao) (could be romantic or platonic)

Vincent Valentine

Vincrecia (Romantic)

Valenwind (Romantic)

Strifentine (Romantic)

Vincent + Yuffie (STRICTLY PLATONIC. They give team father/daughter vibes)

Vincent + Young Sephiroth (STRICTLY PLATONIC. He's his father now. Tie them to a Vincrecia family au and my life is literally yours.)

Rufus Shinra

Rutseng/Tsengru (Romantic)

Yuri!!! On Ice

Victor Nikiforov

Victuuri (Romantic. The husbands ever.)

Victor + Yurio (STRICTLY PLATONIC. Could be tied to a family au, perchance, or as an addition to a romantic Victuuri plot to turn it into a full family au.)

Okay so if any of those sound good to you then feel free to like or reply to this post! I look forward to hearing from you guys!

This is Sage, signing out ✌️.

[candyheartedchy]

hi! I’m hoping you’re having a good day/night or whatever timezone you’re in! I really love your account and selfships so I decided to make a couple of doodles for you !! I hope you like them, coraline was so fun to draw <3!! - @noelleships

HELLO AND AAAA I LIKE THEM A LOT!! Your art style is so darling!! THANK YOU!! 💕💕💕

I hope you’re having a good day/night as well!!

[allswellthxtends]

occasionally i have moments of just being like “mm yes it is alls time™️” and i just listen to your music for like an hour or two on loop

ANYWAYS i hope you’re doing well friend :3

have a photo of a beanie babie that reminds me of you for some reason:

i wanna talk to you more often but like. you’re so cool!! you’re THE music friend!! so i get kinda nervous ehe ^^

anyways grabs you and shakes you by the shoulders /aff have a good day. night. idk what timezone you’re in but i’d assume night

AGH MUCH LOVE love everything about this ask. 1. thanks for supportin my music ♥️♥️🥺🥺 2. i am doin well, had an excellent bday today 3. ADORABLE beanie baby, wish i had more stuffed animals as a kid but alas, it’s something i’ll spend my money on later in life 😭😭

4. brooooski don’t get nervous!!! i’m just a Girl. soooooooo no worries, and i’m nervous about everything so 😅😅 5. it is very much night and i am very much awake smile

[ellecdc]

HI ELLE!!!! how are you????? today was my first day both in college and swimming and let me tell you i am almost dead to thr world!!!!! but when i saw you posted the not alone part 2….. cant wait to read it tomorrow while i pretend to pay attention to my lecture (its literally 4hrs long i cant believe thats allowed??? wtf???) anyway….. have a good night OR a beautiful day (i dont know what timezone youre in so i shall play it safe hehehe ok im getting carried away) goodbye i hope barty appears in your dreams to wreck havoc ;)

- 📷 anon

Oof four hours?! That’s rough babes, my longest uni lectures have only been 3 hours. That is such an adjustment but congrats!!! I hope the day went well and you acclimatize quickly!!

Also, I’m in AST, so I believe you sent this at night! But THANK YOU, I hope you’re having a wonderful night/day as well!! 🫶

[prpfz]

🦇🩸 | Seeking a fandomless ( oc / oc ) mxm or mxmasc rp! Hoping for a vampire/human oriented plot right now, with my character being human, maybe something inspired by The Lost Boys with vampire packs/gangs, toxic romance, deception, manipulation, and coercion, being forcibly turned into a vampire, etc; but otherwise I’m all for post apocalyptic, omegaverse, monster fuckery, viscous and twisted dystopians, and heavy dead dove plots with violent and dark themes ranging from murder, horror, crime, gangs, gorey violence, toxic or abusive relationships, incest, noncon or dubcon, age gaps, 🍪, etc. I have few limits to what I’ll write! The character I’m writing is trans just a forewarning incase that’s not your cup of tea. On that note I’m very much open to trans characters! My guy is no dom top but he’s not a shy, soft, darling type. He’s rough and rugged around the edges.

A little about myself: I’m a 21 y/o Transmasc writer. I only write on Discord. I’m CST timezone, but I work the night shift currently, so replies out of rp can be spotty. ( I also do my best not to check my phone at work as well. ) My writing ranges from lazy lit to novella. I need at least 3-4 good paragraphs to be able to work with. They don’t need to be luscious with details, but descriptiveness is much appreciated and preferred. I’ve been writing for around 9 years now, it’s a great passion of mine. I love the escapism of fantasy and made up worlds you can dive into. I don’t do rapid fire replies! And my activity can vary! I will always try to get rp replies in at least once a week though. I can get pretty busy, and rp is a hobby for me right now. ( Trust me if I could do rapid fire, believe me I would, I’d love to write all day long. )

A little about my character: A 4’10” - 5” ft tall street fighter who’s in a gang. Sammy has the body of a rabbit but the heart of a wolf. He’s an insolent, stubborn, younger guy who may be petite but he packs a hard punch and can handle his own to a certain point. His unwavering loyalty and obedience only lies within his gang leader. He might be his pet, but he is in no way tamed. He’s all fire and rage, he absolutely refuses to back down or bite his tongue. He’d find a way to give lip even if his tongue was cut out. All around his familial relationships are shit to say the least. He doesn’t trust easily, he’s paranoid, cold hearted on the outside, and violent. Like a mad dog he’ll snap without warning, his fangs are always bared, and his lips are always curled in a snarl. He’s hooked on cigarettes and booze, and he can’t last without his mood stabilizers. He works at an underground fight club and can be often seen sporting bars, even if he isn’t of age for a plot. The club is a front for the gang. I do often prefer to write Sam in a violent dystopian like setting where crime is rampant, bodies are in the streets, the city’s in chaos, etc. Think the purge almost. Otherwise, he’s just got a rough life on the streets in a gang. ( His age can vary for the plot btw! I primarily write him as 20 default, and 25 the oldest though. 🍪 is fine by me though. )

That’s enough yapping for this post, I can talk more plot in DMs! So if you’ve got some vampire dudes or any other types of characters you feel would vibe with my guy give a like and I’ll reply asap! Thank you for reading🫶

give a like and anon will get back to you