#i jusy hope they found some happiness

[snurcky]

Crying rn because I saw the richard ii kiss and got immediately sent into a pit of despair imagining all those queer people all throughout history never getting the chance to be truly who they are and having to always hide, for the fear of being tortured and killed

Idk man if the afterlife exists I hope they found some kind of peace in it.

I hope we can all be free someday

[hitomisuzuya]

Good day Suzu hope you had a great day and drink lots of water! Time for my (almost) daily request! And pls do finish up everyone elses request before u get to mine (I dont mind waiting Suzu💌) This one is kinda detailed so heads up: Argument between fem reader and Wanderer breaking out about something reader thinks was affecting their relationship negatively and wanderer simply jusy doesnt understand. Things get a lil heated and reader just storms out of the house needing some time to cool off. But imagine reader finally getting back at midnight persay and seeing wanderer sitting on the edge of the bed (in the dark) looking out at the window waiting for reader to come back. The both ended up apologizing and made out <333 probably reader is on top this time andnpraising and reasurring wanderer bc for sure that man was so afraid you'll leave his ass like the resy but no, youre fucking him good tonight 😄😄

a/n: There you are, dear ❤️ I love this ask, especially how you worded it. Coming right up for you. I hope you enjoy. Excuse me will I snatch this up to answer. I found my second wind because I am happy that the weekly wrestling show I watch is starting. (Yes, I know it may seem unladylike for a girl to watch wrestling but I love it. My mom had it on all the time while I was growing up😌)

It's slightly smutty at the end, but nothing too detailed.

Wanderer x fem!reader. Making up with the Wanderer after a heated argument.

"What is your problem!" An argument with Wanderer was beginning to get heated and fast. "I don't understand what you are so pissed about! Enlighten me!"

"Of course don't understand!" You snapped, yanking your jacket off the hook on the door. "You've been taking so many walks by yourself lately! You clearly don't want me around!"

He grabbed your wrist when you turned to leave. "Don't walk away from me!"

"Let go of me!" You yanked your wrist to free it from his grasp. "I just..I just need some time to myself. I'm going to see Nahida!" He actually flinched when you slammed the door behind you. "That's not time to yourself, idiot!"

It was well into the night when you returned. Nahida has calmed you down, reminding you to be patient with Wanderer. He was still learning a lot of new things, and he could get easily overwhelmed when he didn't understand something. You felt guilty about storming off.

Wanderer was sitting in the dark, staring out the window. When he turned his head to look at you, you had to cock your head to hear him when he spoke, his voice almost at a whisper when he spoke. "You came back..why don't you just ask to come with me? I always want you by my side."

A few tears welled in your eyes as you walked up to him. "Shit, now you are crying." There was something else in his eyes, something that was not there often if ever. It was fear. He'd honestly thought you weren't coming back. It was the one thing he feared the most.

Wanderer wrapped his arms around you when you straddled him. You rested your forehead against his. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone for so long."

"I'm sorry too," he replied. Remember moments like these. It was hard for the Wanderer to say he was sorry. You kissed him gently. "I would never leave you," you said before he pressed a hand on the back of your neck to deepen the kiss. Your touch was the only he thing he wanted most right now.

Wanderer seized the opportunity to push his tongue into you mouth. You moaned, beginning to grind down against him. You stroked his cheek in reassurance. His breathing was starting to speed up the more his tongue explored your mouth, curling around yours in a way that made you shiver.

You were the one thing that he always wanted the most, especially your love and affection. "I love it when we make out like this," you said against his mouth.

You pulled away, but only for a moment to flash him a mischievous smile. "Don't worry, Wanderer. I'm going to fuck you good tonight." That made him chuckle softly as he flung you gently onto the bed, crawling on top of you to resume making out with you. He was more than eager to get having make up sex with you.

[tamayosclinic]

Hellooo...Can I make a request? I jusy love Gyomei and I would like this scenery.

Gyomei X Fem Reader

She is a new pillar, and everyone approaches her, but Gyomei it seems to ignore her at first, with some atitudes what can be even a bit rude from him, trying push her away, and she get tired in certain moment and tell him what's on her mind, and later they end up in a very strong romance, with a nice kiss and hug, maybe he realizes in a moment what he can lose her or something like this.

If possible can you do this please??? If not, that's no problem, but could you tell me please? Because I really reeeeally want this fanfic, and if maybe you feel like not writing this ( what's totally ok) I will look for something in this sense) I would be so happy. Anyway darling, your write it's amazing and thank you for your time!!!💓

Gyomei x F!Reader

Warning(s): None

Author's Note(s): Thank you for your support, Misslili. This came very late and I'm very sorry for that. Also I was initially going to let the reader's breath style be open for choosing but then I'd be typing '(B/S) Hashira'... yeah. So I decided to choose one of my OCs breath style, Breath of Fireworks, and I was able to use to provide a reason for Gyomei's rudeness towards the reader. On a final note, I can't think of a title so feel free to pitch in any title you think is fitting. Enjoy this oneshot.

Word Count: 2,066

All attention was on (Y/n). It was a given considering, one, this was her first time ever at a Hashira meeting, and two, she was standing up front beside Kagaya. She did not even flinch when all the Hashiras’ gazes turned towards her. Not even Sanemi and Obanai’s glares phased her.

“I thank you all for coming to the semi-annual Hashira meeting, my children,” Kagaya started. “It goes without saying we have a new Hashira joining our ranks. This is the Fireworks Hashira. Please introduce yourself.”

“Yes, master,” (Y/n) mumbled, then turned her attention to the other Hashira. “I’m (L/n) (Y/n),” She paused for a moment in thought before giving them a half-smile, “that’s all I can think of saying right now.”

A Fireworks breather. Just fantastic, Gyomei thought begrudgingly while the others greeted (Y/n).

“Okay then. Now let’s continue with the meeting. You all can get to know (Y/n) later.”

(Y/n) took position beside Gyomei, who was at the closest end of the line-up from where she previously stood by the engawa. He took a few steps to the side, though (Y/n) thought he was just trying to give her more room for her own comfort. She giggled under her breath and flashed a smile at him. Even though she knew he could not see, she hoped he would sense her appreciation for his kind gesture.

Meanwhile, Gyomei was writhing internally during the meeting, thanking Buddha when it finally ended, and Kagaya dismissed the Hashira. Now Gyomei would be able to leave-

“Hey, everyone! Why don’t we all go out and eat together? It could be a welcome luncheon for (Y/n).” Mitsuri cheerfully suggested, earning a chorus of approval from the others. Except for Gyomei, that is.

“Himejima-san, are you coming?” (Y/n) asked after noticing he had not followed the group.

“I’m afraid not. I have a mission on the far side of the region.” Gyomei lied.

“But it’s not even noon. If anything, you could take a train to the nearest town afterward.”

“I’d rather get there early to scout the area.” Gyomei blustered, which surprised her considering how mellow and almost soft-spoken during the meeting. She could only hang her head low meekly.

“Okay then. Sorry for bothering you. Good luck on your mission.” She said before leaving to catch up with the others.

Did Gyomei feel ashamed for snapping? Not really. Not really at all.

…

Even though (Y/n) had become a Hashira, she still found herself with plenty of free time in the daytime. Even with the grueling training regimen she had to keep up with, she always had plenty of energy. One of her favorite ways to pass the daytime hours was taking a walk in the bamboo forest. It was like a twisty maze which made it fun to traverse. It was also a favorite spot for many Hashira to train with privately.

Today she had come across—what one could consider—Gyomei’s designated training area and grinned when she saw the man sitting atop a giant boulder in meditation. Gyomei was the only Hashira she had yet to talk to. Granted, the first and only time they spoke did not leave a good impression on her, but she was willing to chalk his attitude up to loyalty to his duties.

She patiently waited until he had finished meditating before approaching him. “Himejima-san, hello!”

Gyomei rolled his eyes, not that (Y/n) would be able to tell due to his blindness.

Maybe if I ignore her, she’ll go away, he thought and continued with his training—hoping she would get the hint that he did not want to talk. Still, she only watched him push the boulder a whole meter though it took great effort.

“That was impressive, Himejima-san.” She chimed, but once again, she was ignored. Quickly getting the hint, she bid him goodbye and left. I’ll come by later on. If only I knew his favorite food, I could cook some for him and have lunch together.

Unfortunately for (Y/n), the sound of her crow flying in from above was here to ruin her plans just as she finished thinking it through. Her plans to get to know Gyomei would have to wait.

…

(Y/n) had three months-THREE whole months full of missions. The majority were back-to-back each night and required a full day’s travel to get to. A few took more than a single night to complete on account of the demon’s capability to conceal itself. In these cases, the demon proved to be formidable opponents that put (Y/n) out of commission with injury.

“Finally,” (Y/n) mustered out after receiving orders to rest until further notice.

She looked somewhat zombified at the moment from how disheveled she was and how she walked like a drunkard. Her sleep-deprived mind was not her best friend at the moment either. The only thoughts in her mind were those of her warm futon waiting for her return. Everything else was just insignificant right now. Even her surroundings.

“(L/N)-SAN!” An urgent voice boomed.

It sounded familiar to (Y/n), but her jumbled mind could not determine where she heard it. She glanced in the direction of the source, only making out a giant blur of green with hints of white and grey rushing towards her. Demon is what she instinctively presumed it is.

“LOOK OUT!” The blur warned as (Y/n) turned to fully face it while also taking a step back, which resulted in her tripping down a cliff edge.

Shit! (Y/n) instinctively clawed at the dirt to keep herself from plunging down, giving the blurred figure enough time to reach her and effortlessly pull her up to safety.

“I may not be able to see, but I can sense you are worse for wear right now.”

A lightbulb went off on (Y/n) ’s head. “Himejima-san?”

“Yes, that’s right,” Gyomei replied as he carefully slung her over his shoulder to be carried to the Butterfly estate.

(Y/n) yawned, which seemed to ease her racing mind enough to focus on the present moment. “You know, being a Hashira is harder than I thought. Then again, I made the mistake of thinking that this easy-going way of life would continue even with the highest rank title.”

“Easy-going?”

“Well yeah. It’s just… I always found myself comparing challenging situations to my hellish training years. I always thought, ‘this is easier than training.’ It honestly helped to ease the pressure those times. But now that I’m a Hashira, I can’t choose which one I think is easier. Honestly, I’m starting to feel the weight of a Hashira’s duties, and it’s frightening. O- sorry for rambling. It’s a habit.” (Y/n) gave a half-smile.

Gyomei chuckled lightheartedly. “It’s quite alright. Everyone needs to vent every now and then. And this is a valid feeling. Life is not always straightforward, but things like this build character. All it takes is time to acclimate and grow from changes. Just hang tight, and you will find a new way of life as a Hashira. And you have the others to watch your back.”

(Y/n) sighed more at ease. “Thank you for that, Himejima-san. I needed that.”

“You need to get some sleep too.”

(Y/n) yawned in argument, “Right.” She drifted within minutes.

…

(Y/n) awakened a couple of days later with a great sense of refreshment than she had never experienced. Her eyes were immediately drawn to a flash of green on her bedside, and she finally realized Gyomei was there dozing off in his seat.

Overall, he was more relaxed like this than she had ever seen before. His shoulders were slumped down, and his facial expression was soft and tranquil like a Buddha. His snores were no more than a light rumble.

So cute, (Y/n) thought to herself. She could not help but worry about Gyomei’s comfort in his current sleeping position as she sat up. His neck and back would surely ache later on. It was not long before she made up her mind and shifted in bed to get up. Turns out Gyomei is a light sleeper.

“Good morning,” He said groggily, “have you slept well?”

“I feel like I came out of hibernation.” (Y/n) joked, causing Gyomei to laugh before it returned to a pondering expression that did not go unnoticed by (Y/n). “Is there something wrong?”

“I think an apology is in order,” Gyomei started after some silence, “I have misjudged you greatly all because you’re a Fireworks user. I was not the friendliest towards you in the past. It was unbecoming of me as a Hashira.”

“… I never minded it. To be honest, Oyakata-sama told me about your history with the previous Fireworks Hashira. I admit their bad attitude was not a walk in the park to deal with. That’s what made training more hellish than necessary. Oyakata-sama himself said that I’m the first Fireworks user who does not have attitude… other than when I’m sleepy, of course.” (Y/n) giggled, which Gyomei joined in on.

“That sleep-deprived rant of yours was tamer compared to what I’ve heard straight from your predecessor.”

“Oh, that’s a relief.” (Y/n) gave him a soft smile, radiating warmth that seemed to envelop Gyomei. He felt his heart stall for a millisecond, then start beating in his chest rapidly, and his face heated up. “Woah, Gyomei, you’re so red.”

And just like that, Gyomei knew he was blushing.

“It’s nothing.” He reassured as he stood up. “I should get going. It’s about time for me to train.”

(Y/n) could not stop herself from pouting though she did not show her disappointment as they bid each other goodbye. She also could not help but reach for his hand as he turned to leave, causing him to stop. “Can you come back to visit, Himejima-san?”

Gyomei definitely could not say no to that. “Of course. I’ll come back. I promise. And call me Gyomei from now on.”

Gyomei kept his promise, continuously visiting (Y/n) no matter how busy he was. (Y/n) did the same likewise. Once she found a balance in her Hashira duties and way of life, she always sought out Gyomei during her free time.

Hanging out was something they both looked forward to the most each week. They only ever thought about each other when apart and yearned to reunite. Extended missions were always the most painful, but, as Hashiras, it was inevitable that one of them be sent on one.

Gyomei was in his training grounds, seated in his usual spot atop the giant boulder. His meditation was more challenging than ever right now as he could not calm his concern for (Y/n). She had been gone for the last three weeks on an undercover mission.

She’s okay. She can handle herself. She is a Hashira and a spitfire when she needs to be. She’ll come back. He constantly reassured himself, but a looming dread clung to him when thinking of her predecessor, who was killed not even a year into earning their rank. It scared Gyomei to believe that something like that could happen to (Y/n).

Sighing heavily, Gyomei stopped his meditation and allowed himself to think more and more about (Y/n). He then recalled a conversation with Mitsuri, who had grown suspicious. In a good way, that is.

“Do you like (Y/n)?” Her question echoed in his head as if she was asking him right now in this very moment.

“Yes, I do love (Y/n).” He answered to no one. He heard a surprised gasp behind him which brought him back to reality. He had been so entrapped in his mind that he had not noticed (Y/n) until now. His stomach flips in on itself. “(Y-Y/n)… how long have you been here?”

“Long enough to hear everything.” (Y/n) replied. If only he could see how red she was right now. His accidental confession replayed in her mind over and over again. “Do you really love me? More than a friend?” She could not help but ask with desperation.

Gyomei knew there was no point in hiding it. He lowered his head too shy to face her as he admitted, “Yes, I do.”

He was taken aback when (Y/n) practically leaped at him and embraced him tightly. “I love you too, Gyomei.” She said joyfully, causing Gyomei to tear up with just as much joy. After a long silent hug, they both pulled away and shared their first tender kiss.

[wearequeer-andwearehere]

Hi, I just found ur blog and I really love it but I was wondering if I could get some advice on like, everything

I've had a really complicated relationship with gender for a while, when I was younger I thought I was a trans girl then went into denial for a few years but now I'm like 99% sure I really am a trans girl, but some things don't quite add up. When people I know call me by my given name or he/him pronouns it feels like, ok, but when I have to introduce myself with masculine terms or by my name it feels gross and dysphoric

I have lots of dysphoria in other areas too but specifically in the topic of names and pronouns I've been really confused. I'm used to being called he/him but when I really think about it, it makes me feel really wrong. But with she/her pronouns, it also feels wrong. i don't know of it's just because I'm not used to them or something but he, she, and they pronouns don't really feel right. Same thing with names

Sorry this was so long I jusy really felt confused and didn't know where to ask about stuff like this!! Have a great day :)

“if I could get some advice on like, everything” anon i LOVE that

Thing is, there’s this like, Ideal version of what trans people have to be, created by like cis people and tr*nsmed bootlickers. Like Hello my name is I Am A Passing Binary Trans Person and I feel so much dysphoria im depressed and am on HRT a and physically transitioned, and I hate being trans but like. That doesn’t apply to everyone. Not every trans person feels dysphoria in everything, not every trans person is name and pronoun conforming, not every trans person is 100% Sure All The Time.

If being called by your given name and he/him doesn’t make you dysphoric that doesn’t mean you’re not trans. Like, I’m a trans guy, I don’t have a lot of physical dysphoria, doesn’t mean I’m not a guy

If u say u are a girl, and u are honest about it, u are a girl, full stop.

Ahh yea that’s a weird feeling, isn’t it? Bc it’s like, this determines identity, this determines *who u are* so u get stressed and our significance into it but u don’t have to bc like. It’s a name. It’s pronouns. They are Sounds We Made Up. U are u, regardless of name and pronouns. Take a deep breath my friend. You’ll find smth eventually or maybe u won’t, what matters is are you happy? Are you forgetting about finding yourself and starting to create yourself?

So, I’ve found there’s two types of weird when finding new names/pronouns.

One, just dysphoria. You try and it feels Wrong, it’s gross, it’s like your hands are covered in something slimey. It feels like too-tight shoes or clothes the wrong size or looking in the mirror and seeing someone else. No matter how long you try on new names/pronouns, it feels Wrong, and you can’t get used to it.

Two, good-weird. It’s like…new shoes. Strange, at first, because they’re *new* and *different* and you’re not used to them, but different doesn’t always mean bad. As you keep wearing in the shoes you realise they’re much more comfy than your old ones, fit better, feel better. But you don’t realise this immediately, you gotta like, try it out for a week or so. Vibe with it, see how it feels.

So like, what I recommend is, don’t drop new names immediately just bc they feel wrong. Try it out for at least a few days or a week, then if it still feels wrong, drop it. A lot of names will stick, and you’ll find that the weirdness was just not being used to them.

Just…don’t try to fit into other peoples boxes. Don’t search for an identifier, an anchor to the world of gender. Just like…float in a gender sea for a while. Drifting and exploring. Just be happy, be free, be yourself, and if you find a piece of driftwood or a cool island (labels/names/pronouns in this metaphor) stick to it. Be happy first, find labels second.

I hope I could help you out!! You are loved. Drink some water <3

[themadauthorshatter]

Not my idea, but still, hear me out:

This was thought up by @isabellarosemcfluffy on tumblr or @isabella_rose_mcfluffy or @isabella_mcfluffy, the latter two being her instagram accounts, jusy saying it now so I'm not in trouble later🙏

SO!

Her idea is basically SGE, but Agatha knows it's all some fairytale and she and Sophie have to get back home.

It's sad, it's gut-wrenching, and it's so tragic and beautiful.

And a way I can see it all wrapping up, Tagatha-wise at least, is with Tedros realizing the damage he's done, trying to keep Agatha in a fictional world by any means necessary(let's be real, AWWP!Tedros had some screws lose), and learning to let her go with Agatha learning to be happy with her friend/sister(I don't know if the AU still has that twist in it).

The two are sad, but still bid each other farewell and say that even though they can't be a thing, they truly are glad to have met and fallen in love with each other. They share a kiss and Agatha and Sophie are returned to Gavaldon, where they're praised as heroes for a long, long time and find a story of their adventures in a bookshop.

Years later, Agatha would be walking in the bookshop, snickering at the fame she and Sophie still have, until she finds one story in particular that features a boy as he seats his father's throne and rules the people fairly and justly.

Sophie spots her with her finding and asks if she misses him, half joking that he and Beatrix probably get married in one of the chapters after she is kidnapped.

Agatha laughs, but then begins crying, which makes Sophie apologize as she didn't mean to hurt her.

Agatha brushes it off, admitting she does indeed miss him, but it's better that the two are home and Tedros can have as many stories as he wants, and, as Sophie points out, Agatha can read the books he's in, so he isn't really that far away, if you think about it.

Agatha thanks her and the two hug, though Agatha buys the book she found, and go to the river to have a picnic.

Afterwards, and after time with her mom, Agatha goes to bed, only to turn on a lantern and read Tedros's book, whet he does indeed may Beatrix, but reveals he's had a daughter with her, one that he named Agatha. In following books, he stays by Beatrix's side and raises his daughter Agatha, being the father to her that he never truly had growing up.

In the real world, Agatha laughs, cries, and stays up to date with his stories until, one day, while out and about, she sees a girl walk out the trees, confused.

"Are you Agatha?"

Agatha's eyes widen at what should be a fictional character in the real world before someone else walks out, someone that makes Agatha smile as she cries.

"My lady," he says with a nod before he and the real Agatha touch hands and then hug.

Again, this idea is not mine! Please go check out @isabellarosemcfluffy here or @isabella_rose_mcfluffy or @isabella_mcfluffy on Instagram as she came up with this idea. I'm just sharing my thoughts because I think too much😅

Anyway, hope you enjoyed!!

[marvel-m-lee]

Jay's Makeup Giggles

I actually like his fic a lot for the most part. I haven't felt so gd bout righting a fic in a while lol- though it's weird at the start, I promise it does actually get better.

Prompt: by @secretly-tword-obsessed - Lee Jay

Words: 2222

Warning: language, teasing, fluff.

-Big Mouth!

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It was a casual day. Only it wasn't. I lied. Jay was now hiding somewhere in Nicks house, giggling nervously, awaiting for one of his friends to find him.

It had started off a normal day, Andrew and Jessi were going to come over to Nicks and Jay just stayed the night. Nicks parents loved him so they never really minded.

"So, Nick, Jay? What time are Andrew and Jessi coming round?" Nicks mum asked, everyone sitting around the breakfast tabled eating.

"Any time, but knowing them probably 11 or 12" Nick answered.

Both of Nicks parents looked at each other with lust, his father slightly whispered something rather a little too loud making all but the two lovers uncomfortable. Well and Jay- but that's just Jay for ya.

"Please don't say that when they're here-"

"Nicky, I perfectly normal -and healthy! To make love in the morning. Your mother and I would do it all hours of the day if you kids weren't around and we had no jobs-"

"That's enough dad!" Nick sighed, putting down his cutlery and feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Later Nick and Jay were getting ready when the door rang, alerting them that Andrew and Jessi were here. Nick ran down, Jay following after and let the two in the house.

"Hey Andrew! Hey Jessi!" Jay happily yelled, giving the two a hug.

"Hey Jay" Jessi chuckled, patting jays back.

"Okay, alright! Let's go upstairs and play some video games!" Nick said, the four ran upstairs and played video games.

Yeah, all rather casual for the most part. They played videogames, had lunch, played more video games- them jessi decided to scroll on her phone for a bit.

"Come on Jessi girl, let's do something fun!" Connie begged, watching ad the girl scrolled through Instagram posts of mini make up tutorials and clothing outfits.

"Connie I'm bored too, but the boys just wanna play videogames and I just wanna scroll through my phone" Jessi didn't once take her eyes off her phone.

"Come on!!!- oh I have an idea!!! We could convince them to let us do their make up!?" Connie's eyes shone brightly, as thiugh she'd just had the best idea.

Jessi thought for a moment, about to agree because that could actually be pretty fun, but she soon remembered she hadn't brought the little make up she had.

"We can't, I didn't bring any make up" she sighed, looking back at her phone.

Connie's expression changed from excitement, to disappointment ment, to yet more excitement in a matter of seconds.

"Check your bag!"

"What?"

"You packed some from the time you went on that horrific date-" An uncomfortable shiver went down Connie's spine, the same for Jessi's.

"Yeah- it was pretty shit..."

"Yeah... anyway go check if you still have it!"

Jessi jumped off the bed and went to grab her bag, Nick looked over to check if she was alright but soon realised she was fine.

Annoyingly that made him loose the game. "ha! Another win for the Jay Hammer! Thats what my pillow calls me" Jay winked but the other two grimisted at the thought of Jay fucking a pillow-

"Hey guys?" Jessie asked, picking something up and nor letting any of them see.

"Yeah Jessi?"

"Wanna do something fun?"

"She wants to fuck! She definitely wants you to pounds her" Maury chanted, excitement radiations off him. Andrew tried to ignore him.

"Uh.. sure Jessi, what?" Andrew asked, confused but wanting to see if Maury was right. Obviously he wasn't. But still, hope. 🤞

Jessi pulled out her make up and smiled evil-y as the lights flickered and the boys all screamed.

Very over dramatic indeed.

"What the hell jusy happened to the lights?" Andrew asked, looking up.

"Probably a fuise"

"Did anyone else hear that demonic laughter?" Nick asked.

"Me again, haha- MAHAHAHA" The lights flickered again as Jay laughed manicly, everyone else screaming. The next minute it was like nothing happened.

"Okay- anyway- Jessi you can't be serious? That's... make ups for girls" Andrew said, threatened by ruining his masculinity.

"Yes I'm serious! Plus, make ups for everyone. All it does is make your features show more"

"Jessi- I just don't think... make ups for me? Ya know?"

"Oh whatever Andrew, Nick? Jay? You two aren't afraid of make up right?" She asked, not wanting to convince Andrew.

"Uh... Jessi I just don't know-"

"I will!" Jay jumped up and off the bed, jumping up and down with his hand in the air like a child.

"Yes Jay!"

Jay and Jessi were both excited to do the make up, Nick and Andrew both shrugged as they continued playing their video game. Though it was better cause Jay would always win.

"Okay Jay, sit up here" Jessi said, patting the edge of the bed as she put her stuff down and grabbed a rather large make up brush.

Jay sat down and swung his legs like a five year old, he was more than happy to do this- for whatever reason. He sat patiently as he waited for Jessi to get ready.

Jessi had put some sort of powder on the brush and asked Jay to look at her, she gently held his chin in her hand and dusted the brush on his face, asking Connie if she was doing it right.

Suddenly though, Jay jumped upwards with a little squeak, everyone stopped and looked over at him.

"You okay Jay?" Nick asked, Jay went a little red and nodded, suddenly quiet. Andrew and Nick looked at one another, asking what the hell just happened, Jessi just asked for Jay to sit down again so she could keep going.

Reluctantly, Jay sat back down and waited. He tried to hold it in but he couldn't help as the brush dusted his cheek once more. Suddenly, light, bubbly, childish giggles splattered out of his mouth, giggling away as the brush tickled his skin.

He tried to twitch away but also tried to stay still, trying to mask was something he did rarely, if ever, but was trying so hard to at this moment.

"Jay? Everything okay?" Jessi asked, stopping the brush and taking it away. Jay's giggles didn't stop though, so he tried to rub them away which just messed with the powder slightly.

"Is- is he okay?" Andrew asked, yet again pausing the game.

"I dont know-"

Nick tapped Jay's shoulder, making him jump. For some, stupid, random reason whenever Jay was lightly tickled he'd become incredibly sensitive, not that he wasn't already, no. Jay was probably one of the most ticklish people in the world but would usually run and hide so his friends never found out.

"Woah- hey, Jay?" Jay stopped rubbing as the sensation went away, his face was going red as he realised most, if not all of his closest friends were in the same room, without him being able to run, as he was lightly tickled.

"Oh my god the boys ticklish-" Maury and Connie both exclaimed, now visible to all the children rather than just their kid.

"Aw, that's so cute!" Connie exclaimed, grabbing him and ticking under his chin, starting up a whole new bundle of giggles as he turned away.

"No! No-" Jay denied, still giggling like the five year old he was.

"Wait seriously?" Andrew exclaimed, jumping off the bed. Out of all of them Andrew was one of the most ticklish, but it wadnt a surprise, let alone new news. Jay on the other hand jumped at the slightest touch.

"How did we never realise?" Nick asked, rather surprised yet somehow not at all.

"Let's tickle him till he cries!" Maury yelled, wiggling his fingers at the boy who just giggled before he was even touched.

He shook his head, "g-guys! I-iheim not even ticklish!"

Jessi couldn't help but smile, Jay trying to ignore the fact of how ticklish he was was adorable to say the least. Especially as he was already giggling at the slight thoughts of being tickled.

"Aren't you a cutie!" Connie said again, tickling his chin, ears and neck making him squeal and step back into the bed. He tried to run away the sensations but couldn't stop the giggles or smirks growing on all his friends faces.

"N-no- really guys- ihihim n-neheot ticklish!"

"How about we test that theory?" Andrew said.

As soon as Jay heard that his eyes went wide and he ran. Probably faster than Usain Bolt.

So that's where we are, Jay hiding from his friends as the image of their wiggling hands corrupted his mindz reluctantly giggling. Jay slammed his hand over his mouth and shut his eyes tight, pretending he wasn't there.

Jay didn't hate tickling, he actually enjoyed it. His brothers would tickle him to tears and although they thought they were annoying him, Jay treasured the moments. His parents would do the same when he was much smaller, tickle him slightly and hear his childish giggles.

The thought of his friends tickling him? It was terrifying buy also exciting. He couldn't bring himself to let them though, so he hid away.

It had been 10 minutes, his giggles would stop and go all over again and he was surprised he wasn't found yet.

Only then did he hear people walking down the hall, calling out his name.

"Jayyyy? Where are you~" Andrew called out, the teasing didn't help. He flushed red and hid deeper in his hands, curling up.

"Jay, we're gonna find you" He heard Nick call.

"Come out~" Jessi couldn't help but laugh, imagining her friend in the exact position he was in.

The footsteps passed the cupboard but stopped soon after, Jay had accidentally let out a rather loud giggle after holding his breath. Once more his breathing stopped and so did everything else.

In a slash of a second, the door opened and Jay was thrown over some hairy monsters shoulder, squealing and yelling. Pounding his back.

"This kid is strong" Maury said, but soon gave Jay a poke on his side and he once more turned to a puddle of giggles. Jay was thrown on Nicks bed and the door was locked.

Jay curled into a ball and squeezed his eyes tight, giggling hysterically already.

"Oh my god he's worse than Andrew!" Jessi called out.

"Hey!"

"We haven't even touched him yet" Nick laughed, then going to poke Jay's side as he squealed.

"Jay~ are you sure you're not ticklish?" Nick teased, poking his side over and over abd Jay frantically tossed and turned, laughing now.

"NAHAHAGAHANOOOOO" He shook his head and squealed as the pokes became faster as faster.

Andrew them fluttered some fingers around his neck, giggles splattered out along with reluctant laughter.

"NAHAHA!! PLEASEEEEEE" Jay battered their hands away, begging as the sensations became stronger.

"Oh my fuck, you got him begging already?!" Maury cheered the kids on. Nick looked at Andrew and Jessi and the three decided to climb on the bed.

Nick said just below Jay's hips but not on his thighs, Jessi sat on his angles and Andrew used all his strength to lift up the boys arms exposing his armpits and sat on his wrists as he clashed around.

"All spread out just for us" Andrew teased, dragging his hands lightly down Jay's arms as he tossed and turned, giggling eyes squeezed shut after feeling the horror of being so exposed.

"Nahahaha!! A-andreewwww" Jay begged but soon he felt hands on his calves, Jessi's fingers slightly being dragged upwards. Jay couldn't help but bash his feet.

"Now, Jay? Are you ticklish?" Jay didnt care, he somehow thought that they'd believe him if he stood ground. Even if he was a giggling puddle.

"NooAh!?" He jumped as he felt Jessie flutter under his knees.

"Weak spot guys" she called out, then moved her hands and squeezed his kneecaps.

Jay shook and squealed then, bashing all he could to get out. His knees were definitely a weak spot, he couldn't handle the torture. And it had only just begun.

His friends all laughed at his situation and actions, then everyone dived in. Andrew scratched at his hollows, Nick squeezed his sides and hips, making him buck. Occasionally spidering his ribs which made his giggles bubble up again. And Jessi kept changing from squeezing his knees to his thighs.

Jay couldn't handle it all, not at one anyway. He shook and squeaked, a bright red happy face but begged abd begged.

"STAPPPPPPOP PLEASE STAPPPPHAHMMM" He spluttered out, his face was so red and he couldn't help the tears that formed through laughter over a party few minutes.

Everyone let up abd laughed with him as he crawled into a happy giggly little ball. Maury poked his side one last time for good measure with made him yell but they all just laughed.

"Aw, Jay's a ticklish like boy" Jessi teased. Jay hugged himself, drowning and his own laughter for a few minutes.

"Ya know we would have stopped if you asked?" Nick teased, jumping back on the bed witb Andrew to play again.

Jay went red again. They were right, he'd never actually asked them to stop, and he loved it so much. Everyone went back to doing their own thing and Jay just giggled. Fuck.

[hwajin]

this is kinda a request and kinda jusy food for thought but imagine felix fucking you in the kitchen while the brownies bake??? and he knows he on a time limit so he’s like “let’s see how many times i can make you cum”

OMG ANON you might have just killed me,,, alright i've never had a nsfw request so i hope you're happy with how this turned out oml

[ 14:30 ] Lee Felix / nsfw

— gn!reader, no warnings

It started out very innocently.

Baking brownies with Felix for his friends shouldn't be something that turned into the kind of situation you were in right now; pressed in between your boyfriend's chest and the kitchen counter, his lenght deep inside you, his hips moving sensually against yours, making you whimper and whine pathetically at the sensational feeling. Your eyes were shut close, your hands desperately holding onto the males shoulders for some kind of stability while Felix hit all your deepest, most sensitive spots permanently, elliciting drawn out moans and curses from you.

He himself wasn't in a better condition either. Big, lustfull eyes fixated on your figure, the hand that was holding one of your legs around his waist for a better angle massaging the soft flesh of your thighs, fingers gripping into it so hard you were sure you'd be bruised afterwards. He couldn't seem to look away from you, the way you scrunched your face in pleasure, the way your body was practically shaking underneath him worked as some kind of spell on him. A particular thrust of his hips, a particular moan of his name caused Felix to almost loose it, the pathetic whine slipping past his lips made you clench around him harshly. The both of you hit your orgasms almost simultaniously, Felix pulling out quickly to cum on the insides of your thighs while holding onto your hips for dear life. You would definetly bruise at the way he's been holding you this whole time. Not that you'd complain, though.

Felix's face was snuggled against your neck, his heavy breathing and panting matching yours, and your hands found the softness of his hair, stroking through it while you stood there, in the middle of the kitchen, both a fucked out mess. The male suprised you when he lifted his head, looking at you, then at the brownies in the oven, seeing how much time was left before they were done. The smirk that suddenly appeared across his face confused you, the way he started kissing your neck seductively again caught you even more off guard. You gasped when Felix suddenly lifted you up as if you weighed nothing and positioned you on the counter you were pressed against just seconds ago, him squatting down until he was facing your core, smirking up at you mischiviously.

"The brownies will be done in 30 Minutes. Let's see how often I can make you cum."

[kageyuji]

MHA Headcanons...

An anon and one of my friends asked for Bakugou, Shinsou, Shigaraki, Amajiki, Deku, and Kirishima finding out their S/O self harms.

Trigger warning for self harm!

Bakugou -

Bakugou was used to you skipping a day or so of school because you didn’t feel good

He just didn’t know what kind of “I don’t feel like it” that you meant

But you’d been missing a lot of school recently, so you pulled yourself together and struggled through the day.

So when he saw you disappear into your room after being unusually quiet all day, he didn’t think too much if it.

Still, he walked up to your room just to check on you and make sure that you were okay.

You weren’t

His hand was hovering over the door handle — he hardly ever bothered knocking — when he heard your muffled sobs coming from inside your room.

He didn’t hesitate to open the door, but he faltered a little when he saw you crouched in the corner, clutching your wrist and a bloody knife on the floor beside you.

Once it clicked in his head, he was at your side in a moment.

He didn’t bother to fold the knife, he just tossed it across the room

He’s muttering a lot of things under his breath, but honestly neither of you know what he’s going on about.

He can’t think straight...or about anything, really.

He grabs the closest thing to a cloth he can find and wraps it around your wrist.

And he just holds you.

He sits there, arms wrapped around you and pulling you right into his chest.

The things he’s mumbling under his breath are a little more coherent now, he’s telling you how much of a dumbass you are for doing this to yourself.

He means it in the most caring way, of course.

He’s not that great at telling you how much he cares about you, and wants you to stop, but he tries to

And when he starts stumbling on his words, he excercises the idea that actions speak louder than words.

He won’t talk unless you talk to him first, but it’s only because he’s trying not to cry.

He’s helping you stand up and setting you on the bed, cleaning your arm and wrapping it.

Once he’s done, he’d hug you again and ask if you wanted to talk about it.

If you do, he’d listen intently, probably getting mad if it was because of something someone did or said.

If you don’t, he’d nod, and say that’s fine. But for the next few days, he would be asking you how you felt or asking you if you were ready to talk about it.

Shinsou -

Shinsou was no fool, he knew that you had been acted a little differently lately.

However, he hadn’t know exactly how bad your depression was getting a hold of you.

He was in your dorm room, sitting down on your bed when you walked in.

You had just gotten up to use the bathroom, when had be come in here?

“Y/N? I noticed you hadn’t been acting like you usually do so I thought you might want to just stay here and cuddle?”

You smiled a bit, nodding and cuddling up beside him.

As the movie played before you, you became more and more relaxed. So relaxed that you failed to realize how your sleeve was falling down your arm.

Eventually, the end credits started rolling and you looked up to Shinsou with a tired smile.

His gaze caught your wrist when you brought you knuckle up to rub the sleep out of your eyes.

Once he saw the lines on your wrist, he knew instantly what had happened.

He felt guilty, actually.

Why hadn’t he noticed sooner? Why had he just assumed that you were doing just as good as you let on?

He didn’t say anything at first, he didn’t want to set panic into you immediately by asking what the scars were.

Besides, he knew. There was no need for asking.

He just grabbed your hand and brought your wrist up so he could press a gentle kiss against your scars.

That’s when you realized your hoodie sleeves had been pushed up and panic set it, so you drew back your arm from the sheer shock.

He’d give you a worried look, and now is when he’d finally say something.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Was the first thing he could say, anything else just sounded snarky in his head. Even though they weren’t.

No matter what you say, he’s going to get it out of you. His quirk was useful for getting information.

He’d want to talk about it with you, just to make sure you won’t do it again and don’t feel like that again.

Shigaraki -

Shigaraki had a tendency to be protective of you

He didn’t mean to, he was just scared of something happening to you, and he tended to watch you like a hawk.

But he didn’t originally think too much of you wearing hoodies and long sleeves all of the time. After all, he did too.

It was an exceptionally hot day, and even though the two of you were inside, there was no way you were cold.

Not cold enough to wear a jacket, anyway.

He didn’t make a big deal of it at first, the two of you were just playing on your phones when he asked you if you were hot.

“Eh,” you shrugged. “Kind of. But my hoodie is comfy.” You lied, of course.

He reached over to grab your hoodie sleeve, hoping to pull it up, but you pull away.

He didn’t need to see anything after that, he already knew.

“Honey...” he’d say, a pained look in his tearful eyes.

Somehow, he thinks this is all his fault, which ultimately just makes you feel worse.

Once he realizes that, though, he stops trying to blame himself.

He just wants you to feel comfortable talking about it to him.

If you don’t want to talk about it with him, that’s fine.

But he would feel so...happy? If you did? Like? You trust him enough to do that?

From then on, he makes sure to have someone close to you all the time, even if it can’t be himself.

He understands if you want your alone time, but don’t think he won’t be worried if you’re in the shower for too long or you’ve been unusually distant.

He has a tendency to ask you how you’re feeling a lot

It can get to the point that its almost annoying, but he really jusy wants to make sure you’re okay.

He’s terrible at PDA, he’s scared his quirk will accidentally hurt you.

But he will try and lightly kiss your scars if you are comfortable with that.

He worries about you, but he doesn’t want you to feel guilty for making him worry, so he doesn’t say anything about it.

In all honesty he just wants you to feel comfortable with him. He wants to know that you’re okay, that the two of you will get through it.

Amajiki -

Amajiki has anxiety, this isn’t news.

Therefore he’s a lot more intune to mental illness than some of the others

Not to say the others aren’t, but Amajiki is just very...caring?

He’s so sweet, his only hope is for you to be happy with him.

Therefore he’s always asking you if you’re ok, or if you need anything, if you thought him doing something was a good idea or not.

And it gets to the point where you just can’t lie to him anymore.

It catches him off guard, but it doesn’t at the same time.

He knew something was wrong with you, you hadn’t been acting like yourself lately.

But he didn’t expect you to actually admit that something was going on with you

You didn’t say anything about hurting yourself, but of course he worried about everything (especially when it came to you), and so he asked if you had been.

You hesitated for a moment, wondering wether or not you should admit the truth

When you finally told him, it took him a second to process.

He blinks a few times, then nods slowly.

He doesn’t really say anything at first, which almost scares you, but then you realize: It’s Tamaki, he never talks.

All he does initially is hug you, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“Bunny...pl-please don’t do that...I-I don’t, I don’t want you to do that t-to yours-self. Please?”

Surprisingly, he doesn’t actually blame himself like some of the others.

However, he will ask you if he could have done something different, or if you want him to do/stop doing something

He checks in on you a lot more now.

He did a lot before, but now he’s doing it a lot more. If he ever feels like he’s being annoying about it, though, he will stop.

He’ll ask if you want to talk about it, but if you don’t want to he’ll drop it.

The last thing he wants if for you to feel pressured by him.

If you do want to talk about it, and the things that are bothering you, he’d be more than happy to listen to you.

He probably won’t comment a lot, but he’s just trying to analyze things.

After all, you’ve always been there for him, so why shouldn’t he be there for you?

Izuku -

Izuku noticed things most people wouldn’t think twice about

So he noticed the second you started feeling down.

He was attentive, and asked if you felt alright or needed/wanted anything.

To which you quickly said no, you already felt like a bother. You didn’t want him worried about you.

He wouldn’t really say anything after that, but he watched you a lot, unbeknownst to you of course.

Not in a creepy-stalker kind of way, he was just worried about you and wanted to make sure you were doing fine. He of all people knew what it was like to be told you were nothing, after all.

It didn’t take him long to realize just how much you jackets, even when it was hot outside. 

He connected the dots quickly, and didn’t waste any time in trying to bring it up with you.

Only, of course you had your bedroom door locked. Wait.. why was you bedroom door locked?

Panic flooded through him as he pounded on the wood, yelling and pleading for you to open up the door.

He was crying, but it wasn’t like he cared at all.

You wouldn’t open the door -- or maybe you would and just weren’t doing it as fast he’d have liked, he didn’t know -- so he used his quirk to break it open.

He could fix it later, right now his only focus was on you. 

Your fingertips were bloody, and it took him all of two seconds to realize why you didn’t have a knife. You weren’t cutting, you were scratching.

That would explain why he never found blades in your room. 

(Of course he had looked for them, he knew going around your room was a violation of your privacy, but he was worried about you.)

“Baby, please! Please, stop! Don’t do this to yourself, I care too much about you!”

He grabbed your hands, holding them close to his chest and pulling you into his lap. He let you sit there as you two just cried into each other. 

He’d want to talk about it, and he’d keep asking you to, but if you really didn’t want to he would eventually stop. 

He’s not letting you alone for a while, though. He’s staying the night in your room.

Kirishma -

Kirishima is another that is pretty caring towards his S/O

So when he noticed you getting a little distant, talking less, just not being as happy as you used to be, he got worried.

He wasn’t mad at you by any means, he just thinks it’s manly to be honest about your emotions.

So he’d be pretty upfront about asking you if you were feeling ok.

He gives you his signature smile whenever you tell him you weren’t fine.

He’d say that he was proud of you for admitting that, and he said to talk to him whenever you felt down.

Only he didn’t know that what you told him wasn’t the whole truth.

Every day, he’d greet you with a “Good morning! How are feeling today?”

Over time he noticed that your responses got more and more fake.

There was no way you looked like you wanted to curl up in a ball and cry, smile like that, and be truly happy.

Again, Kirishima was really blunt about asking if you were okay.

He hadn’t thought of it before, but he saw you instinctively pull down your sleeves when you said “Yeah, I’m good.”

All the gears in his head clicked and suddenly his heart hurt.

You were in the hall of the dorms, so he didn’t want to make a big mess of it, but he wrapped you in a hug and started to rub your back.

Unlike some of the others, Kirishimas great at giving peptalks.

“Baby...I know now. I’m sorry I didn’t notice before. But you can get through this, okay? We’ve got this! I’ll be with you all the way. Anything you need, I’m your man!”

His tone was cheerful, and he was smiling, but his own eyes were starting to tear up now.

He would ask you one time if you wanted to talk, but only once.

He didn’t want to pressure you, or make you feel like crap for not telling him.

If you do want to talk, he’d be happy to sit and listen, even add some commentary if you wanted.

His favorite thing now is mental health days, he loves to take care of you.

Hell, he’s probably skipping school just to take you to your ice cream shop or buying your favorite movie to watch.

[somefandomimagines]

Hi! Im not sure if matchup request are still open but if it is here's my entry :))

Id like one for death note and/ or dsmp, but if you onky do one fandom per request, death note is k for me!

Im pretty tall (5'7) with smooth shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes, slightly curvy and a bit tan. Im bisexual and my pronouns are she /her & they/them. I do not jave any triggers or disabilities, as far as i know just social anxiety because im insecure and self-loathing. Im known to be kind,sympathetic, responsible( well yes i very much like to take control if thats what they mean), thoughtful, approachable and optimistic. But i can be stubborn, indecisive, insecure abt myself.

im fond of music(classics to rock its pretty diverse.. Ithink) aside from horror, thriller and comedy. Also im trying to learn how to play the ukulele and the piano 😤🖐️. Im always up for science and anything connected to literature. Just dont... Pls keep math away from me, i beg you dont jusy dont.

Im sorry if this was very long, i got carried away teehee~ but yep tysm i hope you have a great day :)))

YOOO SO UM- HI GUYS IM ALIVE AGAIN? AFTER SO FUCKIN LONG! LMAO! But sorry for such a late response to this, I kinda lost interest in tumblr for a while so I'm gonna try and be more active!! For Death Note I'd match you up with.... MELLO! - You would kinda just join his gang one day, no one knows how it happened but he was drawn to ya - You'd quickly make your way up the ranks, your good leadership shining through!! - It also didn't take long for you and Mello to get surprisingly close! - Obviously he wasn't at the point he'd tell you anything personal, but you'd hang out with him and Matt! - You guys were comfortable to the point you'd both sit around quietly with rock music playing as Matt played his games - But one day Mello noticed you were more... I dunno, lifeless - Matt was out doing his own shit, so Mello scooted over to you on the couch and roughly put a hand on your shoulder - This would scare the fuck out of you, but you'd calm down once you saw Mello's face... Even if he was basically giving you a death glare - He'd simply ask what's wrong, no context or nothin' - You could tell he wouldn't take any bs... But that he also DID care - So you kinda just opened up to him about your anxiety and the things you were stressing about - This man took it seriously, listening to every word - He noticed at some point you were getting REALLY emotional... And Mello? He ain't good with that - He didn't know how to respond except to quietly listen, but when you were about to cry you quite literally had a piece of chocolate stuffed in your mouth - It definitely did calm you down a bit, especially when you looked at Mello and... His gaze was just so soft - At least softer than you've ever seen it - Serious but in a caring way - And since then you two got closer... He'd even just casually let you steal a chunk off his chocolate at some point - Matt wasn't happy abt that, he wanted chocolate too - BUT THEN - The main area of your guys' hangout got stormed - Bullets were flying everywhere and Mello didn't know where you were - He'd first think about killing the motherfuckers that got there but... He needed to know if you were ok - At this point he opened up to you even the littlest bit - And he cared so much about you - You were different than anyone he's ever known, he didn't know what these feelings were - Jk, he's a genius ofc he knew- but he wasn't used to them - When he found you holding yourself up, being all badass but barely holding yourself against the bad guys - He didn't think twice to help out - After the entire situation, he just held you close and muttered smth about how worried he was - You just... quietly held him back, which was exactly what he needed at the time - He realized how much you grounded him - When you guys started dating, he didn't even tell anyone - You didn't either, you guys would just casually sit really close on the couch - Matt damn well knew, but when Mello ONE DAY kissed your head, Matt knew that Mello would give the world for you - That head kiss took you so off guard - Mello isn't into PDA, but that? In front of Matt? WILD - You guys don't even need to tell each other words at some point, you guys just know what the other is thinking - You're sitting on a couch and Mello taps your shoulder without looking at you? You knew he wanted the TV remote to turn that shit off since Matt was raging - Anyways, you two have such a weird dynamic - Btw... Btw... When you two are alone Matt let's you rest your head on his shoulder and he'll wrap an arm around you - It's rare that you two get much alone time since you guys are so damn buisy - Also... kisses taste like chocolate THIS ISNT MUCH BUT IM LIKE- GOING BRR RN SO HERE YOU GO!

[benisasoftboi]

Unorganised thoughts on Trails of Cold Steel IV:

WHY ARE THEY CALLED CLASS VII?

WHO ARE CLASS VI?

Anyway - I started playing Trails in August, and I’ve finally, finally caught up (yes I know Hajimari I can’t read Japanese) and like... what do I do now?

It’s a fantastic series and I’m so, so glad I picked up Trails in the Sky on a whim last summer

This game was long. Is it longer than the other ones? It felt that way

The best part was the first chapter because Rean wasn’t in it and yeah I still don’t like him!!! But seriously, it was astonishing how much more I was enjoying things without him

I audibly groaned when goddamn bonding points returned in the second chapter

Actually that was a lie, the best part was Any Time My Angel Estelle Was On Screen

I missed her so much

I let her get the final hit of the game against the boss because she’s the best

Speaking of angels I caught three Wazy cameos!!!

Also Gilbert came back and if there had been a camera on me... I quite literally teared up a little I was so thrilled

I hate the curse it is dumb and rips all the nuance out of the characters. People do not need a goddamn evil curse to be swayed to extremes by overzealous nationalism. Trails I know you are better than this, I played Sky and Crossbell

Fav new location was Milsante (liked Alster too, though). I really like going to tiny little outposts and villages in JRPGs, they make the world feel more real

What the hell was up with the Osgiliath Basin? As in, Giliath Osborne??? Is this going to be a Hajimari thing?

Oh yeah, HOT TAKE, Alan Richard >>> Giliath Osborne. I was reading an LP of Sky FC while playing the game, and Richard’s motivation is clearer and less over-complex, more sympathetic, and he’s just generally a far more human character

Alan Richard best political antagonist in the series fight me (Rufus Albarea distant second)

For best supernatural/cult-y antagonist I’m stuck between Weissmann and Joachim. Or maybe Campanella lol

Oh uh speaking of characters named Georg I will never not hate everything about the George and Angie subplot. Angie should have died and George should have stayed evil, or it shouldn’t have happened at all. As it is, it was a complete waste of time - you could take it all out and NOTHING would change

Angie would have been the perfect character to sacrifice as well, she’s just important enough that it would feel like ‘oh shit’s getting real’ but not so important that it’s unbelievable

(like Olivier. I could not fully believe they’d actually kill him, and the moment Laura told me ‘they never found the bodies’ I was like, oh, so they’re definitely all still alive, cool)

I mean, it would be a Bury Your Gays, but honestly... there are things I like about Angie, but is anyone really looking to her as a lesbian role model? I hope not. Yikes

So yeah I guess I hate George now for getting my hopes up and then being boring. Shame

I did the Towa romantic ending, of course. I genuinely think she’s the best match for Rean, of all his love interests

Chaaaracters

Rean: Still the least interesting person. Not a good sign when I’m sadder about the robot dying than the main protagonist yeeting himself into the sun (side note, the two endings thing? Unnecessary and dumb). There is no reason girls would like him this much, blah blah I’ve said it all before. Liked his new hair. Honestly would have respected it if they’d had the balls to kill him off. I basically never even used him in battle lol, Juna became my new team leader

Juna: Honourary protagonist imo. I’ve changed my mind since CS3, she’s my fav new Class VII without a doubt. She’s just really good and full of personality and depth and OH GOD WHY IS SHE CRUSHING ON REAN WHY FALCOM WHY

Kurt: pls falcom don’t try to force this aroace king into a nonsense ship with Sully I liked her but what are you doing, anyway Kurt is great and he got cool new swords and he got to hang out with Mueller, who I adore, I love Kurt

Altina: I also love this little bunny. Her relationship with Millium is so lovely and seeing her grow and become her own person made me so happy and OH GOD WHY IS SHE CRUSHING ON REAN WHY FALCOM I LITERALLY SAID SHE HAS THE BEST RELATIONSHIP WITH REAN OF ALL THE GIRLS BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T DO THAT IN THE LAST GAME WHY DO YOU HATE ME????

Musse: Yeah I’m still not sold on Musse but I liked her better this time! I like a smart, confident girl! Just stop being weird about your teacher and we’d be golden!

Ash: Good boy. Sweet boy. Ash and Joshua game now Falcom

Alisa: Still cannot believe she’s presented as the deuteragonist by the marketing - but you know what? Solid arc, she got some closure with her parents, maybe she and Jusis can get together for tea and complain about their messed up families. She’s never going to be a character I like all that much, but I don’t dislike her. I just wish she hadn’t clearly been written as ‘Rean’s love interest’ before anything else

Elliot: I love Elliot, I really do. I mean, I wish he hadn’t been flanderised to the point of speaking in music puns half the time, but he’s a solid, consistently pleasant character

Laura: Goddamnit Falcom please give Laura anything resembling an emotion regarding her dad dying. Also you tell me she’s kind of oblivious and stuff but we never see it. I like Laura but she really could have been more

Machias: I love Machias, fight me fan base. He’s so funny to me. It feels like, at this point, all he really wants is a nice office job, near a nice coffee shop, where he files papers and sometimes gets to yell at corrupt rich people, but NO, he has to run about in dungeons and fight monsters, and are you FUCKING kidding me, ANOTHER crazy snake cultist!?!? It’s great, he’s the only one who’s just done with it all and love it

I low key headcanon that he and Jusis are kinda dating at this point, but we don’t see anything because the games are from Rean’s POV and they don’t want to tell him because they know he’d be weird about it

Jusis: I still really like Jusis! He’s interesting, and his surrogate brother-sister relationship with Millium is so sweet (yes, I saw that bouquet catch, Falcom, and I hate it, stop it, gross). Awesome to see him confront his brother, obviously I let him have the final blow. Rufus was a great antagonist. Jusis has some of the best development over the games, and is also really fun to use in battle (apparently I am the only one who feels this way though :/ ah well)

Fie: I was surprised by how much I liked Fie’s confession scene, seeing as I don’t like Rean/Fie at ALL. Fie finally gets to have feelings about her dad, and we see her working with Zin at the end! Very happy for Fie, best girl

Emma: Ahhh I still find Emma kinda dull and exposition heavy, but she also had a nice arc, I liked her relationship with Rose, all good

Rose beat me at Vantage Masters for 40 minutes lol

Gaius: It’s still extremely funny to me that Gaius became one of the most important people on the continent *off screen*. And he still doesn’t really do anything. He has his own airship now, I guess. Justice for Gaius

Sara: Kind of faded from relevance after CS1, but I do really like her all the same. And I loved her speech at the end

Crow: At the end his hair got darker and everyone was like ‘you’re back to normal!’ and I literally did not realise he was meant to have been looking different

But anyway Crow is a really good character and I literally never didn’t enjoy him. I love the bit where Jusis and Machias team up to call him a cringy edgelord, because they are right. Crow is fantastic

Towa: Towa has never done anything wrong in her life and all of Erebonia should pay for her therapy

Patrick: I cannot believe how much I love Patrick now, compared to CS1. He’s just such a sweetie. Good boy

Elise: Take her to the sun with you, Rean. Pointless character

Alfin: Is she the heir now? I hope so. She’s such a funny character, not my fav, but I enjoyed her

Angie and George: Should have died, moving on

Celine: I love her, but did she really need a human form? No, no she did not. Great character though

Tita: Special mention, because you know what? I do not like this version of Tita! Like I said, I was reading FC recently and she was so much better there! Now a third of her lines are just her saying ‘Agate’ in various different tones. And it feels like she’s lost a lot of her confidence, where’s the little girl who followed us up Carnelia Tower? I would have preferred them to just not bring her back at all

Duvalie: Haha I love Duvalie she’s great. Stop implying that she’s crushing on Rean. Literally WHY would she. Ugh

Rose: Everything about Rose is great, I would play a full game about her backstory. More Rose

Ships!

Obviously I like Machias/Jusis because I am BASIC

I didn’t like Olivier/Schera back in Sky, but you know what? They sold me. It’s cute (even if I feel Schera’s character was neglected in favour of Being A Love Interest, sigh). Though I’m not sure when Olivier made the switch from ‘Schera is one of many people I flirt with’ to ‘Schera is my one and only’?

But am I the only person who’s kinda on the Oliver/Schera/Mueller train? I’m not normally into OT3s, but Olivier and Mueller have one of the best dynamics in the series, and Schera and Mueller would probably get along great if they were ever allowed to properly interact. And you know Olivier would be down

Like I say, I do not like Jusis/Millium at all, it’s not a ‘I like another ship better’ thing, it just massively skeeves me out because of the maturity difference 

Ash/Tatiana was unexpected but adorable

Patrick/Elise, because I want Patrick to be happy and Rean to be mad

Also Elise/Alfin, sorry Patrick

I hope Anton and Sharon really do get together. Sharon deserves unconditional love and Anton deserves a happy ending

Sharon also deserves to hook up with Sara like once

I also sort of feel like Sara/Claire would be fun

I’ve actually like Gaius/Linde from CS1, I’m happy it’s kind of a thing now!

If Lila/Maybelle is the LET’S GO LESBIANS Trails ship, then Emily/Theresia is LET’S GO BABY LESBIANS

Vincent/Margarita. They’re both horrible people. At least this way no one else has to deal with them

Joining my Kloe/Josette in the ‘crack ships I love that have very, very little canon basis’ is Fritz/Kairi, based on their interactions in that one mission and then that they’re eating together at Mishelam. It’s pretty much just a height differences thing, lol

Miles/Elnan. I have literally no justification for this

Other stuff There was this one scene where Gaius says how nice it is that Mueller cares about Olivier and Mueller just snaps his head round and the scene ends, and I don’t think it was meant to be funny but I laughed for like a full minute

The intro to the music at Mishelam is extremely creepy to me

I love the Pom Party mini game a whole lot

There were... a lot of typos in the second half of the script. It’s massive, so I’m not mad, but I hope there’s a patch at some point

BERYL BERYL BERYL BERYL BERYL I love her

Uh if we’re still doing romance next arc please give us a gay option, no Crow did not count

I hate divine knight battles! I really do! That last one against Ishmelga was really hard and not in a fun way! In a ‘this is bullshit fake difficulty’ way. Please don’t bring them back!

The true final battle, though? FANTASTIC, now THAT is a final boss! One of the best in the series, like that’s such a fun gimmick!

I got it trapped in break state and spammed Heaven’s Kiss/Quick Star, because I’m a strategic gamer 

I am embarrassed by how long it took me to recognise Lucy

KLOE CAMEO!!!

Oh and I assume Kaela is going to be important next arc, since it’s in Calvard?

I love Thomas??? And Rosine???

Why was the grandmaster reveal hidden behind watching the ending twice, why do that? Great scene, though

My theory is that she is Aidios, I will cling to this for as long as possible

I probably have like a million other things to say that I’m just not remembering right now. Look forward to random shouts into the void about it in upcoming weeks, followers

I really enjoyed this overall, despite the problems I mentioned above. It was just fun, I like the cast, the gameplay is great... just a solid game

Trails is a really fantastic franchise - not perfect, but what is? I’ve had such a fun time with it over the past half-year, and I cannot wait to see what happens next. Thank you, Falcom, the localisation team, the VAs - stellar job all around

This is normally where I’d end on a joke but like. Nah, I’m just happy. Cue ‘The Whereabouts of Light’

[writingsbychlo]

Can you do something like you’re Dylan’s girlfriend and it’s the first time you’re going to one of his movie premieres and you’re kinda nervous

you would be super nervous, actually. everything between the two of you has been pretty lowkey, the occasional fan had snapped a pic of the two of you together, but you hadn’t exactly posted any pictures together, and you really hadn’t confirmed anything with the media.

it had all been speculation before, most just assuming that you and Dylan has been friends, but it wasn’t until someone had snapped a picture of Dylan kissing your cheek at the beach one day that rumours had gone wild, and you knows you finally had to come clean.

you had been perfectly happy with just letting Dylan tweet something, knowing just how fast it would spread with the rarity of his tweets, and so he’d he. his agent, less so. they claimed it needed to be something bigger, and more public, to ‘appease’ everyone, and so that was exactly how tlu found yourself nervously tapping your foot on the floor of the rented car as you were both driven to Dylan’s latest premiere.

your heart felt like it might actually burst right out of your chest, and you wondered if you were visibly shaking. you were hoping that the professional makeup you’d had done was going to hide just how pale you were sure your face had gotten. Dylan’s hand sat in yours, his thumb stroking across the back of your hand reassuringly, but he’d long ago given up trying to mumble things to calm your nerves to you, knowing it was just making you more anxious.

you felt like you might actually throw up as you approached the building, watching as the car rolled to a stop and you peered out of the tinted window. you could do this.

30 metres to the door.

15 of fans, 15 of interviewers, and then you were inside and safe and out of view, mostly.

you could already here the screaming of the fans, the sounds only amplifying as Dylan got out of his side of the car, the hoards of people here to see him finally getting a glimpse and they lost it. the interviewers all seemed to get themselves ready, checking their cameras and their mics as the lead of the movie they were interviewing for finally arrived.

stopping in front of your door, he gave you an extra moment to calm yourself, before he opened up the door, the sounds only getting louder and louder as you stepped out, his hand offered to help you. you didn’t fall over in your heels, despite how weak your legs felt.

Dylan had an arm wrapped firmly around your waist, and he pressed a kiss to your cheek, another one to your jaw as he whispered to you jusy how incredible you looked, and how proud he gets to stand next to the most beautiful girl here all night. that brought a smile and a blush to your face, and you knew cameras were going off in places to campfire the exchange as the car behind you left and drove away to park.

taking your first few shaky steps forward, you rolled your shoulders and held your head high, look straight forward as Dylan waved and mumbled hi to fans as the two of you approached what you were mentally nicknaming the first barrier.

you had two demons to face tonight. you had to win over the fans, and you had to win over the paps. first up, fans, and Dylan didn’t seem like he was going to leave your side anytime soon, despite all the phones, pens and pictures, being held out to him,

pausing, you placed a hand on his chest, swallowing thickly as he looked down at you in concern, and you tipped your head to motion to the loud crowds around you. “go do your thing, go see your fans.” his eyes widened and he looked around, licking over his lips before looking back to you.

“are you sure?”

“I get to see you all the time, this will be the only chance for some of them. I’m sure, i promise. I’ll go wait over there.” you pointed ahead to the interviewers who were watching curiously. “I’ll play temple run on my phone or something until you’re done with interviews.” he gave you a fond roll of the eyes at the mention of the game, pressing a swift kiss to your lips before turning away to greet as many clamouring fans as he could.

you took a deep breath, calming yourself before continuing on, making your way further up the red carpet to stand off to the side as he did what he did best, and won over the hearts of every person there.

“hey! hi! excuse me!” your head whipped around, your eyes finding a younger girl and guy, they could only be late teens, on the edge of the crowds, and you have them a little smile, glancing once at the door before you made your way closer to the barrier they stood behind and they seemed to light up as you did. “oh my goodness, we didn’t think you’d answer! hello!”

“Hi, are you sure it’s me you want to talk to? Dylan will be along in a moment, I’m sure. I can’t give you any spoilers for the movie, i don’t know any.” You grinned, finding it surprisingly easier to talk to people than you had expected.

“No! No, it’s just that, we run a blog, you see. we run a news blog for Dylan, and an instagram! and we were maybe hoping you would answer a few questions? then we would have something exclusive and our ratings would shoot up!” you cooed are them, barely glancing at your boyfriend before nodding, and the girl fumbled in her bag for a notepad, the boy holding his phone camera to film you as best he could.

they set off with their questions, excitedly jotting down notes and giggling as you responded, and when they’d finally finished, they told you just how much it meant to them that you stopped to talk with them. It made you feel good, and you weren’t nearly as anxious as you had been.

when Dylan finally caught up with you for interviews, he pressed a long kiss to your cheek, his face flushed as his nuzzled his nose along your cheekbone for a second before pulling away to talk to you. “Who were you talking to?”

“Just some kids who run a blog about you. They’re sweet, so I answered some questions about us.”

He beamed, his flushed cheeks only reddening as he watched you with adoration. “You did your first interview.”

“I did my first interview.”

You leaned into his side, knowing you could tackle the rest, as long as you had Dylan, because he made it all worth it.

[you-did-well-moon]

Uh alright, this is the first time I’ve done a ship thing but I’m curious so here goes I guess😅 I’m typically pretty shy and quiet at first but if I’m comfortable I’m feisty, a little silly, and energetic but can be incredibly serious and focused when needed. I’m also very small and apparently adorable. I hope this is enough! (ATEEZ, ACE, and Seventeen please!) Thank you so much 😊

YAYYY I GET TO TALK ABOUT ACE I LOVE YOU TOO MWAH

svt: Hoshi

Two words. Hoshi loves you so much if anything hurts you he's throwing hands >:[. But oh wait- he doesnt need to throw hands...you got it covered! And he finds that so smexy (i hate myself). No but really, hosh wants to love you and protect you but wow you can stand up for yourself and he loves that so much. He finally found someone to match up to his never ending energy. You guys cant be taken anywhere smh. He loves messing around with you and when you visit him at his dance practice yay he can have a little break and goof off with you, the person he loves so much and cant live without. Whenever he finds you adorable he gets that smile on his face where his cheeks mush up and his eyes turn into little slits bc oh my youre so cute he could die happy in your presence. You guys are both hard workers too.

Ateez: Wooyoung

oh my the shocked face he always gets when he teases you and you tease right back even though it happens every single time. Like the amount of times the ateez members have almost murdered you guys for being balls of energy is...too much. You guys are having the time of your lives and the members just want some peace and quiet but they cant- bc you guys literally don't care. Like yall could be screaming at eachother in the dorm "I KKNOW YOUR HOOLIGAN ASS STOLE MY HOODIE" "NO I DIDNT YOU ABSOLUTE IMbeCilE" and the members tell you to shut up bc their heads are about to explode but now you guys are screaming at them TOGETHER. Anyways, he appreciates your hard working attitude and it always makes him want to scream to the world about how much he loves you bc you guys???power couple??? i think yes. You guys can be derpy together too!!

A.C.E: Donghun

anytime you just smile at him hes turning away bc oh my gosh dude you need to stop making his heart melt like that. You cant be doing that to him. The members wont take him serious anymore if you make him get red lile that (Donghun sweetie they never took you se-) There's times where you guys are so sassy with eachother and ppl wonder "they're really together...how have they not killed each other yet" but only the real ones know how in love you guys are. You're cold?? Where did Donghun's jacket go wait- its on your body....You're sick?? How did Donghun get that medicine so fast i didnt even see him leave the room....He loves watching you go inti serious mode. Its so interesting to him. Like ma'm you were jusy smiling at me a minute ago and someone youre staring at this essay like it ate all your food but somehow youre still cute?? Also you bring him out of his shell. When youre acting energetic he stares at you like -_- but give it a little bit and he'll be right with you giving in to your over powering ability to make him act like an idiot bc wow he would do anything for you.

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

I'll Stand By You (ONESHOT) (Taehyung, Jungkook)

A/N: This is a very short story I wrote in 40 minutes because I got emotional from a song. It was totally inspired by I'll Stand By You by Pretenders. (Read this while listening to the song. The Glee version works too. Ahaha) Remember, its all just fiction okay, and hope you like it. No hate comments, only love 💜❤💜❤💜

Jungkook felt the tears in his eyes but he doesnt care as he looks at the screaming crowd in front of him. He made it. He and his hyungs finally wont their first Grammy ever. After all the hard work, the blood, sweat and tears, they made it. Namjoon passed the microphone to him, indicating that its his turn to express his gratitude to their amazing fans. With shaky hands Jungkook grab the microphone and the crowd roars louder.

"ARMYYYYYYY," he screams and the crowd replied back with the same enthuasiastic scream. "We made it!" He raised the trophy high above his head, a huge smile strectched across his face. "I want to thank all of you for keeping on believing in us, trusting us and giving us love and inspiration. But most of all, I want to thank this person.. whos always here for me.. always standing by me through all my darkest hours in our journey in achieveing this,"

Oh, why you look so sad, the tears are in your eyes, Come on and come to me now, and don't be ashamed to cry, Let me see you through, 'cause I've seen the dark side too. When the night falls on you, you don't know what to do, Nothing you confess could make me love you less,

"What are you doing all by yourself in the corner Kookie?" Jungkook looks up at the person smiling at him, giving out a hand for him to take, but he refused.

"Nothing. Just leave me alone okay. I need some time alone,"

"Hey, why are you so sad?" The person sits down besides him. "Let me guess, because you messed up a few steps during practice just now?" Jungkook grunts and turns the other way, not in the mood to comment. "Come on Kookie, its no big deal. Everybody messed up sometimes,"

Jungkook sighed and turns around. "I dont know. What if... I'm not good enough? What if.. its because of my dancing and singing that made the group so difficult to debut? We have worked so hard for so long but we still didnt get any opportunity to debut,"

"Hey... dont say that," the person smile and shakes his shoulder. "You are amazing in everything you do, talented and just.. amazing! And trust me, all your hard work and the other's hard work, will pay off,"

"I just... feel useless sometimes you know? Like I am not good enough," Jungkook looks down, trying to kept in his tears. Crying is for the weak, thats what he use to believe, but that day, he learnt something different.

"Hey Kookie.. if you want to cry, you know you can just cry. Theres nothing wrong with that," the person smile softly at him.

"No! I'm not weak and I wont cry!"

"Whoever says that crying is for the weak? It actually means you are strong because you are not afraid to show your strength and you are not afraid to try again. So if you want to cry, jusy cry. Because I'm here with you, I understand exactly what you wwnt through and I'll cry with you, always," that person laughs, and Jungkook smile through his tears. Jungkook has never been someone who shows his emotions, his feelings. But that day... that day he did.

And that was the first moment he realizes, he had found his soulmate.

So if you're mad, get mad, don't hold it all inside, Come on and talk to me now. Hey there, what you got to hide? I get angry too, well, I'm alive like you

"The past years has been a rollercoaster of emotions. We get mad, we feel happy, we get angry, scared, frustrated and even almost given up. But this person... this person kept me going. This person told me that its okay to have feelings, to feel and at the same time, to let it oit and try again. That all of us are humans and its okay to be mad to be frustrated," Jungkook smile.

"Urghhhhhh," Jungkook pushed everything off the table in his room, breathing heavily.

"Feel better?"

Jungkook turns and saw the person smiling, leaning at his door frame.

"No, I just- ," Jungkook sighed and slumped himself on the bed. His whole day was filled with hate comments from his supposed fans who reacted to the news of him hanging out with some of his female friends. "I know I shouldnt get mad. Its my fault. I should have known better,"

The person walked slowly inside his room and sits besides him on the bed. "Hey, its okay to be angry and mad Kookie. You are only human,"

"Really? I can get mad? But I thought I-"

"I get mad too you know,"

"You do? But I have never seen you mad. You are always cheerful,"

"Yeah, of course I get mad," the person laughs. "I am human too afterall. So Kookie, if you want to get mad, get mad okay? Its okay. We need to express ourselves too sometimes. Come, let me take you out and we can express it together,"

Jungkook half heartedly gets up from his bed and follow to where he was lead to, and he just know that he wont regret it as he looks at the person and the person smile right back at him.

"Whenever I want to give up, when I feel like I made the wrong decision, the wrong choice, when the world judged me for it, hate for it, this person is always there for me. Letting me know that I will be okay," Jungkook continues, eyes looking far ahead into the crowd, tears starts to rolls down his cheeks.

When you're standing at the cross roads, And don't know which path to choose, Let me come along, 'cause even if you're wrong I'll stand by you

"I-I dont know what to do..." Jungkook looks down, frustrated. "W-what if I made the wrong choice? People will hate me for it,"

"Whatever you choose Kookie, I will be right here with you. If people hate you, I will get hated with you. You will never be alone. Yeah?" The person smiles at him, immediately giving him strength.

"Y-you promise?"

"I swear," the person smile and hold out a hand. "You ready for this Jeon Jungkook?"

Jungkook finally smile and take the hand, clasping it tight. The warmth letting he know for sure that no matter what happens, he will never ever be alone.

Baby, even to your darkest hour, and I'll never desert you, I'll stand by you. And when, when the night falls on you baby, You're feeling all alone, you're wandering on your own, I'll stand by you

"This person is always by my side, through all my ups and down. This person motivates me, never judged me for all my poor decison and is the sole reason why I am here tonight. Why we are here tonight. And I know... I just know he meant as much to you as he was to me. And I know all of you miss him, as much as I miss him," Jungkook sniffles and the rest of his brothers comes closer, hugging him and stroking his back, understanding exactly how he felr, because well, the pain runs deep in their hearts too. "I just... I just wish that I had stand by him too.. through out all his struggles, that I had stand by him and fend off all those reporters and crazy fans that led him to his car accident... and took him away from all of us forever. I-I just... I miss him," Jungkook burst into tears and the rest of his hyungs hugs him tight as the rest of the crowd fell quiet, sniffles heard all around. After calming himself down, Jungkook grab the microphone again, raising the trophy.

"This is for you. The most special person to me. You will forever be missed, Kim Taehyung, by me, by us, by everybody Thank you for always standing by me,"

[leoninaiart]

Shance - Little notes.

Just imagine Lance liking Shiro so much and wanting to cheer him up bc he sees how stressed the older one is. So he decided to leave some notes with cheering words on them.

But the thing is he is so damn embarrassed that he wrote them in Spanish because he wants to cheer Shiro but he can't help the embarrassment that comes with the idea of his hero reading some cheesy notes. And obviously Shiro doesn't understand a single word in the notes, recognizing the simple handwriting of Lance and thinking this is some kind of weird joke he isn't aware of.

He's curious about the meaning anyway. Though Lance never talked in Spanish, the notes were in the same language, and that's weird. What do they even say? Something good? Something bad? Is he supposed to translate them somehow?

But they're in war, and there's been a LOT going on. Shiro forgets the notes, hidden in the Black Lion storage, and tries to keep his focus on the situation ahead. The notes that were every morning at his door also stopped appearing. Maybe it was a good thing. This little mystery game they had was a distraction from more important things.

Then they get home.

Sure, they had to fight to push off the Galra from Earth, but they made it. This is it, finally at home. In the beginning of the execution of the big comeback, Lance is having some trouble with the Galra ships, not being able to even reach his Lion. Shiro has the biggest heart attack even when Lance stops responding, and his mind can't help but think about all the times Lance looked at him with shining eyes and a sweet smile. How he laughed, joked and was the light of the room with his bright smile. And then he remembered the notes and noticed how little attention he payed to Lance. He unfair to him, a young boy who did nothing wrong and always tried his best to just be there for them.

And he was so scared of losing him. Of not being able of hearing his sweet voice. Or seeing those deep blue eyes.

Then Lance started talking again and his soul was back in his body. Lance was fine, alive, breathing. But he couldn't focus, one single though invading his mind:

He had to fix this somehow.

They won. Sendak is finally dead.

It was like a dream come true.

A month later, the team was fully recovered and enjoying their home planet again. Shiro finally could feel that it was the moment to relax a little more, he had a lot of tirenedess accumulated. So he went to the Black Lion, even if he was no longer his pilot, the connection was still there, as strong as ever. The Lion, feeling the determination of his ex paladin, allowed him to enter. Shiro could practically feel the hype building up when he found the notes still in the same spot, mentally thanking Keith for being so uninsterested in exploring the Lion.

In less than 15 minutes, he got a small translator device from a young Garrison engineer (now that is full of alien species, translators are a must have for everyone) and was back in his room. Slowly, one by one he translated the words from the notes.

At first, the older ones were very short and simple.

'You're great'

'You can make it'

'Take a break'

'You're the best'

He laughed, the image of a very embarrassed Lance writing these very awkward words appeared in his mind.

The next ones were more strong and sweet.

'You're amazing! Never forget that!'

'The universe is lucky to have you!'

And, of course, some of them had a couple of puns, because we're talking about Lance and he just can't help it. Even small drawings of him or stars and planets. The older ones were next, and they took his breath away.

'You make me wanna be a better person everyday.'

'You are my hero, and the best leader I could have.'

'I hope you think I am importan, because you're the universe to me.'

'You're so great and talented, I'm lucky I get to be in the same team as you.'

Shiro was very confused, he didn't understand why there was such a mood change. He could practically feel how big Lance's appreciation and respect for him were in these notes. Damn, he was such an idiot for not noticing before. So focused in a cruel thing like war made him forget these kind of sweet things in his life.

There was still a letter left. But hee could read it later, he needed to see Lance. Now.

In a blink he was in front of Lance's dorm, though it wasn't very far from his. Feeling strangely nervous, he knocked the door. The door opened and Lance was there, in full glory. The marks of the battle were gone, and his (probably smooth) skin was shiny and healthy. The smaller boy smiled, curious, and before he could greet him, Shiro raised his hand with the notes.

Lance mount stayed open, recognizing them.

Was that a good or bad signal?

He saw how the other boy blushed, getting nervous immediately and avoiding his gaze.

'S-so you read them, right?'

'Yeah, I used a translator I got around here.'

'Oh...um...do you like them? I know they're a little weird'

Shiro smiled. This was the first time he saw how cute Lance was when embarrassed. Wait, he shouldn't think that of his teammate, not now, scratch that.

'I do, you're a great person, Lance. I'm very thankful for these notes.'

Lance watched him surprised, like he didn't expect him to say that, but then he avoided his gaze again.

'Cool. Um, about the last one, I have the missing note that continues the message.'

'Actually, I didn't read the last one, would you mind if I you read it for me? It's kind of a bummer to use this boring translator' he joked

Lance seemed like he was having an internal crisis of some kind, because he bited his lip and frowned. But then he smiled again casually, and nodded.

'Sure thing, come in, make yourself comfortable in uh, my room?'

Shiro chuckled a little and decided to sit at the bed. Lance was still up, holding the notes Shiro handled him, opening them slowly. With his voice slightly trembling, he started to read.

'I think It's about time I tell you something important. We have been in space a long time, and I don't wanna regret not telling you the truth. When the time is right, I'll give you the next note.'

Oh... That sounded... Very serious. Now Shiro didn't know what to think. Maybe Lance hated him because he never acknowledged his efforts, or because he kind of ignored his notes. The idea of Lance hating him made his heart ache with pain. He was getting so anxious he didn't even hear the sound of Lance opening the next note.

The voice of the smaller boy interrupted his thoughts.

'Alright... I'm going to read the next one. Shiro?'

'Yes?'

Lance blushed even more , those stunning blue eyes staring at him.

'Please don't freak out.'

... What? Why would he freak out to Lance? This was getting more and more strange.

'For the last few notes I've been trying to encourage you. I don't know what drive me to do it, I saw you one night looking at the stars and you seemed 10 years older and so tired. I had to do something. And even If it was a bit weird, and I knew you couldn't understand them because my dumbass brain decided to write them in Spanish, the warm feeling in my chest wouldn't go away. So I thought about it, a lot. About how much I worry about you, how much I want to show you how good I am, how much I want to spend time with you. Then I realized that you're not jusy my leader... '

Shiro's eyes widened.

'You're not just my hero either...'

Then Lance smiled, embarrassed.

'You're my everything. I like you, Takashi.'

'You... You what?!?'

Shiro couldn't believe this. He was so happy. But he shouldn't. This was Lance, his teammate, his companion. And he was just Shiro, broken after all what happened. Old and broken.

'I know it's... Disgusting that I like you... But say something, please, I'm like having a breakdown here.' Lance tried to joke, though he was crying and his voice sounded weird.

Then Shiro snapped out of his dark thoughts and really, REALLY looked at him. Lance, looking at the ground, the blue eyes full of tears. The face red, the lip bleeding a little, the hands holding his jacket with force. Then Lance looked at him too. And in their eyes the connection felt strong. So damn strong. And the warm in his heart burned. He just could feel the need. The ache of looking and Lance like this and doing nthing.

'But need of what? ' his mind asked.

'Need of Lance.' his heart supplied.

And after all what happened. The Kerberos mission. The kidnap. The arena. The lions. The war against the Galra. Zarkon. Sendak. Lotor. Haggar.

He deserves this. And Lance deserved it too.

So in half a second he's hugging Lance. It just takes another second before he can feel the warm arm returning the hug. He started petting his brown hair slowly, feeling the smooth hair. And Lance was sobbing, and laughing, and making some weird noise in between . Shiro laughed loudly, still petting his hair. And enjoying every little thing about him. His soft hair with a vanilla scent was like heaven to Shiro's hands, and he buried his head in the younger boy's neck.

The notes lied on the floor forgotten while the two of them just enjoyed the other one with small and sweet touches of affection. When Lance moved a little and kissed him in the forehead, he couldn't stop the tears, feeling the love of the other one in that small gesture, it was almost intoxicating. He didn't know how much he needed this, he needed him, his warmth, his freshness. These small things that made Lance so perfect.

For the first time in a long time, Shiro was feeling so fresh and alive. Like every piece was finally at the right place. It's okay now. Everything will be alright. Because he had the universe in his arms.

[patience-hope-strength-courage]

Grief - 27/12/2020

Sadly something we all go through at different times in our lives. It looks and feels different for everyone. Each persons situation is different.

Grief can be when someone dies or when someone walks out of your life but they’re still alive. You still grieve that loss because they’re no longer in your life.

I cannot comment on other people’s experiences of grief because I obviously can’t say how anyone else feels and it wouldn’t be my place to. I can only speak from my own experiences so this post is going to be about my life and the grief I’ve experienced.

Death

A pretty scary word and such a final one too. My mum sadly died when I was 6 years old so over 20 years ago but it definitely left me with some emotional struggles as I got older and when I was a teenager. My Granny (who I actually lived with as a baby / young child) died when I was 11 and then when I was 19 we lost my Dad very suddenly.

People have gone through far worse than I have and struggled with grief more than I could ever imagine and my heart goes out to those people. I know how consuming and dark grief can feel at times.

When I lost my mum I was obviously very young so whilst I remember her being poorly through my childhood I don’t remember a great deal. I remember my Dad telling me she’d died very clearly and I can still picture where I was sat on his lap as he told me, but I cannot remember the days that followed or how I really felt. I do remember telling my teacher at school about it. I guess as a child I was quite matter of fact about it and got on with life, which isn’t a bad thing. I later found out as a teenager that my mum had been battling Anorexia amongst other health difficulties and sadly in the end her body couldn’t fight any longer.

My Granny then sadly died when I was 11 after a short battle with Breast Cancer. I remember this time quite clearly and whilst my Granny was probably the most important person to me growing up her death felt peaceful still. It’s hard to explain, it completely broke my heart losing her but there were no complicated emotions attached to it if that makes any sense. With my Mum there were so many questions and what ifs and the fact I didn’t really remember her was always hard to come to terms with.

When I was 19 my Dad died from a Heart Attack very suddenly. My whole world felt like it stopped in that moment, I remember it like it was yesterday even though it’s been nearly 10 years now. The shock of his death was something I could never have prepared for, obviously hence the shock but it was like everything jusy stopped and went silent in the moment I was told he was gone. Initially I was told he’d collapsed and paramedics were there. Then when I was on the way to where he was we were informed that the air ambulance was also there. Strangely as I sat in the back of my Auntie’s car as she drove us to him I still pictured him sat on a chair with a paramedic checking on him and giving him water. Sadly my visions were not what greeted us. One of my Dad’s close friend took my hand when we arrived at the place he was and took me to my step mum who was inside the building. I knew from the look on people’s faces before she said the words “he’s gone Max”. We hugged and cried and I remember squeezing my Dad’s friends’ hand tighter. Then after moments passed I stopped and said out loud “no it’s going to be okay, it’ll be okay”. Of course it wasn’t okay but I needed to find some kind of strength in that moment. We said goodbye to him in the ambulance, and although doing that broke my heart in more ways than I knew possible it was also peaceful, he looked as if he was asleep and I told him I loved him. The ambulance drove away and he was just gone. Emptiness is what I felt after that for a while. Then all the different emotions that come at different stages of grief.

Maybe I’ll write a more detailed post about each of the losses, not because anyone who probably care to read it but writing is incredibly therapeutic for me and if in doing so I can maybe reach one other person going through something similar then that would be great too. I’d just like others to know their grief is important and there is no right or wrong way to feel in those times because you can’t control your response to such difficult moments. Grief is huge and can be like a tsunami of emotions sometimes. I often felt alone in my grief, despite having such incredible supportive people around me, I still felt lost in it at times.

Guilt

Anger

Pain

Numbness

Sadness

Lonely

Scared

Tearful

Anxious

Afraid

Nostalgic

Helpless

Loss of Control

Just some of the emotions I’ve felt during grief at different points in my life. Now it’s nearly 10 years since I lost my Dad I’ve definitely come to terms with a lot I’ve been through, but it’s still tough. I rarely cry but I have conflicted emotions and down times when it just hurts a little bit to remember those who aren’t here. And that’s okay, it doesn’t matter how long it’s been it’s always okay to still be sad sometimes and equally it’s okay to not feel sad too. I’ve had times when I’ve just been getting on with life and then I’ll almost make myself feel guilty for not being a bit sad or remembering my Dad more. I think the 10 year mark might hit me a bit harder than the past few years just because for some reason the number feels bigger or stands out more.

Your feelings are yours and when it comes to grief no one can tell you or predict how you might react or feel. Try to be kind to yourself, something I still have to remind myself at times. My words here will never do justice to the grief some people are going through, some I know too going through the most heartbreaking losses and nothing I can say can change that but just acknowledging that you’re thinking of them is important. It’s always meant so much to me to know people are thinking of me or just there if I need them.

I don’t always like to talk about my feelings because I don’t want to be seen as weak or vulnerable or worse have my feeling invalidated so it’s often easier to deal with them myself or with those very close to me. I think sometimes without meaning to people forget that grief doesn’t disappear after a few months or years, when you lose someone you’ll grieve them forevermore. That doesn’t mean you feel the same way you did the day you lost them (however if you do that is also okay) but just because you’re able to get on with life and enjoy things again doesn’t mean your grief has stopped.

For me, I will grieve the family I’ve lost for the rest of my life. I will enjoy life and feel happy but I will never forget them and will keep them in my thoughts too. How I feel when I think of my Dad now nearly 10 years on is a far cry from how I felt in the months / first years after we lost him. I’m still grieving though because there won’t be a day that I don’t wish he could still be here with us. I don’t know if that makes sense but for me I don’t really feel like grief ends. It’s got less painful as time has moved on, which sadly I know for some it doesn’t. Depending on who you’ve lost and the circumstances too I know there will be people out there who’s pain never goes and I can’t imagine how hard that must be. I just hope they have people to support and listen to them when they need.

I feel incredibly lucky for the people I do have in my life and I know too well how short life is and how it can change in the blink of an eye and that will always scare me but I try my best to just enjoy it as best I can and not think too much about that. Sometimes it’s hard though because I sometimes get this awful feeling in my chest like something bad is going to happen and it terrifies me. I’m so scared of going through more grief even though I know I can get through it, just knowing how it’s felt before and how hard it can be to get through.

Unfortunately we don’t know what the future holds so despite my anxious nature and worries about what might or could happen I try my very best to just enjoy the now and be in the present. Something I’ve always struggled with because I spend a lot of time reliving the past or being fearful of the future.

The present is here now, we can’t change the past or control the future so try to live in the moment when you can.

Despite the pain and grief me and my family have been through. I truly believe life is beautiful and there’s so much to explore. Despite being a naturally anxious person I try my best to make the most of every day even though it’s usually doing simpler things, they mean a lot to me.

Time to sleep and rest now and send my thoughts out into the night and remember the family who are now stars in the sky. Losing you has helped me find strength I never knew I had and become the person I am today.

Goodnight World.

[monasatlantis]

Final Review of Trails of Cold Steel 4 (Don’t search for the review of act 3, there is non!)

So yesterday I finished Trails of Cold Steel 4 and that means it is time for my final review for the game that finished the Cold Steel - Saga and brought a happy ending for this wretched fairytale XD

Spoiler for all Trails - Games including Hajimari!

Lets start with saying that all in all I absolutely agree with those people who said that CS4 has some of the best scenes in the whole series, but all in all is just so-so otherwise.

As you’ve read in my previous reviews, I had a lot of trouble with the pacing of this game this time. It was too slow, then too fast, then suddenly slow again, then suddenly fast again and... you get it. Act 3 was over so fast that I couldn’t believe it was actually over already, while I almost died of boredom in act 1. And its not just the pacing that it was the problem, but also the way the plot was delivered. I mean, from the end of CS3 to the final day of CS4 its been only two months and we barely played one month of those two months and it felt extremely rushed in a weird way. Saving Rean, finding missing Friends, rushing into the the first rivalries and all that in an in-game-week or so. It felt longer and it should have been longer. Even with the Courageous 2 at our disposal it seems impossible to walk though half of Erebonia for all those hidden-missions and so on in one day, enjoy some quality-time with your army of Friends and lovely Ladys in between and then rush to the next Shrine (which is a huge dungeon with hard bossfights by the way...), that you have to free from some sort of barrier first and all that in one freaking day. And while your enemies are so exhausted from the fights that they collapse. we go on, rush though the dungeon, fight monsters, win against the next boss and all we need is this healing-station-thingy and a few spells. Damn are we good!

Fun fact: There was some extremely unnecessary padding in this game, despite the fact that the plot was delivered in such a rush-rush way. Or was it really necessary to run through 5 overlong highways to talk to 3 different people, who all tell you thinks you already knew, just to find a place full of scarlet pleroma grass wish you are supposed to stake but only AFTER someone fights you and THEN makes you fight against a diving knight? While I was searching for a plot, those 3 people that are left of Zephyr were asking the guy who was wanted by the Empire to randomly join them. Huh? Lets not talk about all the necessary stuff you had to do to finally get into the Einhel Keep, when you were freeing Leeves. Or our little adventure though 5 of those Salt Pale towers, with overpowered teams and unnecessary fighting as leveling these guys up didn’t really bring you much for the rest of the game...

Boy was act 3 hard for being over so fast. Actually, I was playing on very easy and still found the game really hard. I mean, around every corner was either someone from Ouroboros, and Aion or a Diving Knight waiting for you. At some point in the game all 3 of those were waiting for you. How do those brave soldiers playing on Nightmare survive this game? And why isn’t Reans damn S-Craft killing everyone in one blow anymore? I was counting on that! XD

I am not going to talk about how they pushed New Class7 on us every given chance anymore. I am just saying that I was really disappointed because I thought they managed the whole “new class7″ and “old class7″ and “Rean belonging to both” thing so well in CS3 and I think they really fucked that up in CS4. I can not believe that they actually dared to say that new class7 is stronger then old class7, given how much more experience old class7 had. Or the way they constantly wanted to portray that new Class7 knew Rean better, even after barely half a year with him as their homeroom teacher... If they think that CS1 and CS2 and old Class7 sucked, then they shouldn’t have made those games!

I say it again I think the Bonding-Event-System sucked! What if I simply want to be friends with those girls for gods sake? I get that Rean is an hopeless oblivious player that deserves a few more trademark glares from Alisa and all... but do I really have to kiss myself though the girls, when I only want to be friends with them? In the end, I basically avoided almost all of them once more and that is really something Falcom has to work on of they want to keep the bonding-system. Personally, I do not dislike the bonding-systems. Relationships make more sense this way, but I want it to be MY choice if I want to allow Laura to kiss Rean or not. And if I have to skip all her events to avoid that, then this is not the right way to do that. Point.

I think Falcom could not handle the extreme mass of characters they thew at us. Which makes you wonder why they added Duvalie, after getting rid of Millium for the time being. Not to mention Crow or being allowed to use Tita and Randy and Sharon and sometimes even Celine. Once again, I hope they learn from that and don’t give a game that many playable characters again. I think the Crossbell-Saga handled that a lot better, even tho their cast wasn’t that small either - but they weren’t all playable, if you get what I mean. Plus... seeing how half the playable cast of Liberl and Crossbell came to our aid in CS4... how will they managed to pull that of with Reans team? Especially given that his new class7 has graduated by the time the Calvard-Arc starts.

Achem... enough with the bad. Lets say some good stuff about the game. I will stay away from “good music” as this is a given for me in Trails-Games. Tho I have to say CS3, was not just the best game so far in the saga, it also had the most amazing soundtrack. Still, the other Trails games weren’t bad with their soundtracks either, so I think it is worth mentioning that CS4 did really well with that too.

As I said at the start of this review. Some of the most amazing-scenes of the series were in this game. I mean yes, we have those memorable moments like when Joshua and Estelle finally were back together in Sky2 and so on. But in terms of amazing-ness CS4 takes the cake and eats it. Aside from the walking and talking part I think the whole part of act 2, were you are on the Pantagruel is just so amazing. I loved how the teams were reunited, how Rean finally was able to talk with Lloyd and how the teams were so harmonic with each other - just give me another round of Fie asking Estelle how far she already went with Joshua XD Or Elie and Alisa feeling the pain because they both fell in love with oblivious players XD Joshua being able to talk to Ash about Hamel. Having an all Girls and All Boys All-Star-Team to fight against Ouroboros. The return of Prince Olivert. Osborne stopping Cedric. B fighting on our side... it was amazing! The best scene in all Trails-Games so far in my eyes. But there were also a lot of other amazing scenes in this game. Not to mention the amazing Epilogue. First time the end of a Trails-Game made me feel whole.

I could write you an essay about how sick I am ob the “Sibling-Zoning” this game constantly pulls at me. Guys, Millium and Jusis are not the second favorite ship in japan (right after Crow and Rean and before Alisa and Rean) for having Siblings-Feelings for each other! The man-eating-tiger collapsing on top of princey-boy after she gave everything she had for him... because she sees him as a little brother? Yeah... right. Oh and by the way, riding a ferris wheel and watching the stars is not something you would do with your “little sister” if this was possible the last day of your life. This is something you would do with your girlfriend on the last possible day of your life. Which was wonderfully portrayed by Rean. There were a few scenes were the translation was changed to something that was less controversial and I do not like it!

I have cried like a Baby multiple times at the end of CS3 but I can not remember EVER playing a game that made me cry every damn chapter of it. CS4 was amazing when it comes to playing with may emotions one way or another. I cried of happiness, sadness and because I was proud or relieved multiple times throughout this game. It often were just a few tears, some of them stayed stuck in my eyes, but they were there regardless and I loved it. Even tho this game has a lot of flaws it still brought out the best of my emotions regarding all the characters we learned to love over the years. And the feeling of happyness for Rean and everyone else finally getting a happy ending was greater then I ever felt before in a game.

And for this alone, I still love this game.