#i totally have a memory of him calling MC my love

[kazumist]

TAKE CARE .ᐟ

✩ — in which you feel haunted by someone who you know is alive out there.

✩ — includes: caleb x gn!reader. uhh mc!reader too. SPOILERS FOR TAINTED CUTS "MIGRANT BIRDS" ENDING !!!! and a bit of tainted cuts in general haha uhm... yeah read at ur own risk pls. bittersweet. not much dialogue (literally only one line and the rest is just word vom). wc: 605. inspired by 4 songs in total, two being from niki :)

“pipsqueak? are you okay—”

your eyes suddenly shot open as you suddenly sat up from your bed. glancing at the digital clock on your bedside table, the digits for 13:06 were displayed on it. it’s almost as if life was mocking you right now.

13:06. 13/06. june 13.

june 13 was caleb’s birthday.

ever since... that day, distant memories had started haunting you. every step you take somewhat makes your mind trail towards the times you were with caleb. the way you laid on his arm as you slept together, masking up your personal relationship you had with him being the councilman...

how can a few weeks possibly make those memories so out of reach when it feels like they just happened yesterday?

sweat trickles down your neck as you take a deep breath, calming yourself down from the peculiar dream you just had. it’s all strange—every single damn thing about this is strange and frustrating. you knew you were alone in this watchtower; you knew that only you and caleb knew about this place.

you knew this, and that’s why you chose to stay here—to find peace. but the isolated echo of caleb’s voice echoes through the walls.

acceptance was done long ago; you knew caleb had to leave because if he didn’t, you would be in danger of his frenzied state as a praedator. yet as the night cuts into the day, his presence lingers in your surroundings, leaving you no way to escape. recalling the times you both promised each other home—the kind you’d never known—leaves an ironic taste on your tongue as to how things are now.

you missed him. that was inevitable. and even though you weren’t really the individual who’s used to praying, you found yourself praying to whatever god is out there to make it stop.

because how can you even live in tranquility when every glance you make, you see his face hidden in the crowd? when everywhere you go, you could feel the same pressure of his hands holding yours? 

it’s almost as if you were being buried alive—being haunted by someone who is still alive.

on nights like these where he’d haunt you in your dreams, you couldn’t escape. and all of those dreams end in the same way: he leaves. he always leaves you to wait. he always leaves with you, promising him that you’d still be there when he returns.

just how many unrealistic promises do you have to make in your dreams just for him to be in your arms again?

even when you can’t see anything due to the dim light lit in the room, the faint feeling of his touch could still be felt as a ghost on your skin. maybe it was some sort of coping mechanism you unintentionally got into to deal with caleb’s absence.

you promised to wait; of course you did; it’s caleb. but just how paradoxical it is that you’re here, left to wait for him again? caleb can't even provide a speck of reassurance that he’ll return, as this promise to wait for him is solely built on trust. 

time wasn’t a concern as you continued on hoping that he’d once again meet your wait that’s waiting for him. real love is a verb—it isn’t just a feeling. love calls for initiative, development, and commitment. so you wait for him anyway. because it doesn’t matter how or when, caleb will always come back to you.

you’ll take it and he’ll take his time—after all, it’s only fair. you both take the cake for a love so rare.

so you take care.

a/n: overall this is just my take on a more uhm. inner monologue version? of what mc's thoughts could be with how tainted cuts ended in migrant bird :) literally no one hmu that card made me scream WHY IS CALEB SOOOO JDHSFJHSDFHJSDFJF. i love him sm u guys don't get it!!!! no one gets it!!!

i just thought it would be really painful to be haunted by someone who you know is alive (dismissed the idea that caleb could be dead since AGAIN it seems more painful that way if it was implied that he's alive). the actual ending in the card's story is a bit similar to the one i wrote but i obviously love the other ending more since they were so cute in that

icb my lads debut on tumblr is this. i couldve wrote something happier but hey! where is the fun in that

[fanficsat12am]

how the brothers react to you listening after they were interrupted I Lucifer & Mammon

📜 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃!! 📜 Buy me a coffee? Leviathan, Satan & Asmodeus

Lucifer

He was a demon whose presence alone can catch a whole room’s attention. You can easily spot it from how he displayed himself—an epitome of perfection.

But alas, it wasn't always as easy to be heard when it came to his brothers. It seemed as if the only time they'd actually do so was when it felt like the whole Devildom could hear his booming voice. But who can blame them, there are 7 of them living under one roof after all. 

It was dinner time and he was in the middle of talking about an encounter with a rowdy demon when was interrupted by one of his siblings. This then prompted another response from one of them to another, and another until it was all just a cacophony of unintelligible talking. Each time he'd try to continue, his efforts proved to be futile, being once again interrupted. He eventually ceased trying altogether and opted to just listen, knowing full well he'd never get to finish. At least that’s what he thought. 

He looked across from him to meet your eyes. They weren't bolting about trying to keep up with the conversation of the others, they were set on him and only him. "Don't stop now! What'd you do?" you asked.

It felt nice, to say the least. He could not deny the warmth that had spread in his chest, knowing his once-shot pride was slowly being mended back together. Although he’s not surprised, considering how you’d happily lend an ear to listen whenever he’d talk about his exhausting days—this instance being no different.

As per our request, he continued on, the incomprehensible chatter fading into the background. The two of you would be in your own little bubble, with Lucifer telling tales as back as hundreds of years ago. Not too long after, his brothers were fascinated as well, enjoying the sense of nostalgia his tales brought. It all eventually ends with only the two of you still at the table—you being left in awe and Lucifer feeling a sense of being appreciated as well as appreciating you.

“I hope you found my stories enjoyable, My Love. If you wish to hear more, I'd be happy to humor you”

“I don't know how you'll be able to beat that one time when you and Mammon switched bodies for a while”

He clamps a hand over your mouth before you can add further salt to that memory of his.

“Shshshshsh. Some stories should never meet the light of day again”

Mammon

It’s not uncommon for the second born to be drowned out by his brothers. He typically just sulks and adds to the conversation by providing sounds of protest and agreement, but he never gets to fully share with the group.

Despite this, it gives him comfort that there’s at least one person who he knows would hear him even in a place as loud as the HoL. 

In the midst of the chaos, he felt a light tap on his hand. Looking up, he found you staring at him with curious eyes. "What happened next?" you asked, accompanied by a tilt of your head. If he was being completely honest, he was just trying to show off to his brothers— not really expecting someone to actually care which caught him off guard. Now that he did catch someone’s attention, he of course had to sprinkle in some exaggeration, no? He's not called The Great Mammon for Nothing.

He enjoys the feeling of having a spotlight on him. Your spotlight to be specific. He liked hogging your attention like the greedy little gremlin he is, and he’s not afraid to admit it. He’d start to ramble and would have a mix-match of different topics, jumping from one to another totally unrelated story. 

In the chance that you were sharing something at the table and get interrupted by one of his brothers, he doesn’t hesitate to immediately cut them off, no matter what you were about to say. He didn't even realize he did it—the action merely feeling like a knee jerk reaction to him.

"Oi oi oi! Shut yer traps for a minute will ya. MC was in the middle of something”

“...I need to go to the bathroom?”

“Tell us more" He said, the ends of his hands meeting as if in a prayer pose.

[irisinluv]

Caleb Love and deep space thoughts- SPOILERS AHEAD

Second update of brain dumping my thoughts as I play through the game… this time entirely Caleb focused

Ok so I’ve been reading Caleb’s anecdotes, dates, every scrap of info that becomes available to me…. And holy shit he’s such a simp!

Man almost fucking died, was lost in space for 2 weeks, and he’s just like “haha hey pipsqueak! Yea secret training mission, sorry, I’m back online!” As he’s in a hospital bed. Like baby boy not letting mc know he almost died???? And then the card/memory/whatever it’s called where he’s sick, and she has to basically beg him all day to let her in? Man wants to be Superman for her. Seriously, he’s out here becoming a pilot cuz it would pay well and help provide for mc, and if anything happened he could just whisk her away.

He literally worships the ground mc walks on. Obsessed with the necklace he gave him, kissing the pendant before each flight, not letting her lift a finger at the house when it comes to chore type things, using his evol to win her plushies at the claw machine… also he’s soooo obviously into the domestic life with mc! His house is bare bones before the reunion. Then MC shows up and there’s the scene where he’s surrounded by boxes, setting things up….. I picture him totally kicking himself for not having everything set up sooner, bc he got a house just so she could move in. I see him just living in an apartment that’s part of the officer barracks. There’s no reason why he has a whole ass house if not for mc. He just didn’t expect her to have infiltrated his ranks as a spy and to pop up so soon…. But hey she’s here now and so he’s totally buying everything and having a hot ikea build sesh in that slutty little tank top of his.

Oh and you know he’s a cheeky idiot about the fact that mc picked his room when deciding where to stay. Like we got that from the gameplay obviously…. But I just want to take moment to appreciate how hard that man must have been grinning on the inside. I also think it’s so cute that mc really is just making his place a second home. She’s got a little garden going at his house! She talks about the little yellow flowers she planted there in one of the text messages, and when he mentioned restocking his snacks on a community post mcs already planning on raiding it.

Also he’s been so obsessed with her since they were kids. Like he’s got some weird amnesia brain trauma shit going on after his deep space incident, and he scored poorly on the mental health portion of his exams (not him answering the “what’s the greatest challenge with flight missions?” Question with “it’s hard to get home on time”), and I’m assuming he was also an experiment by ever like MC is (but I haven’t gotten to the point where I can say that for sure), but like. That isn’t why he’s the way he is. Man was out here protecting her from bullies, the thing where he’d buy two of everything for mc, think he said something like “I wanted to grow up to be the most loyal… well you know, I could be” LOYAL HUSBAND? But from the jump he’s been doing everything for her. It’s so interesting getting this background from all the memories and whatnot. Like he’s made it such a source of pride to take care of mc in every tiny way, and so when she says stuff about not needing him, or uh, I don’t remember what thing it was part of but she fixed some electronic and was like “damn that was easier than I thought, guess I gotta stop bugging you for every tiny little thing, I can just figure it out.” and he PANICS! Like no baby- that’s his comfort thing. No matter what else is going on, at least he can feel needed and wanted when you come playfully whining to him that you can’t find your favorite mug. He’s the walking advertisement for acts of service. Also one last thing.

Yall noticed how he put his hat on mc like right after the reunion? The only thing I could think of is what it means when you put on a guys cowboy hat. Like damn Caleb. She’s still in shock that you’re not dead. But get it ig.

[millersamour]

i don't want the world to see me - frankie morales x reader

A/N: this is totally me procrastinating school work and projecting onto fictional characters

just a lil something i wrote in November and totally forgot about it amidst all my finals so here ya go!

...is this whump?

Summary: Seasonal depression is kicking both of your asses and Frankie starts spiraling. You're about to give up on your crush when Frankie calls you to confess some things.

Warnings: frankie is big sad in this one, talk of addiction, mention of suicide, pining, idiots in love, angst, frankie and mc both have depression/SAD, no smut, it's all sad/fluff folks

word count: 1.9k

love the goo goo dolls <3

"And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am"

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It's metronomic at this point. October arrives with a gust of wind carrying a despair that is only attractive this time of year.

It's always been a struggle for Frankie, the space between September and January: creating a perfect void that always consumes whatever success he thinks he's making.

He knew isolation was the catalyst. His therapist had said so on multiple occasions. But it was easy to do. It was easy to hide, trying to mask the irritability and the ache he felt in his ribcage.

He'd started a new job over the summer, night shift security at some storage place downtown. Now, it was even easier to snooze his alarm until the sun was low on the horizon, and the moon was slowly creeping in. But the work was good. He was awake most nights anyway, fighting off nightmares and the desire to self-medicate.

He liked to keep busy.

But it also gave him new excuses—reasons why he ignored Pope's repeated calls, Will's texts, and all of Ben's voicemails. He pretended it was his schedule that made it impossible for him to make it to movie nights at Santi's or any of Benny's fights. It had been almost a month since he'd sat at the bar, nursing a sprite, and watching as you played pool with the other guys.

Watching as your sister clung to Pope and glared at any guy who even looked at you. Frankie liked Lisa. She was a nurse and a single mother, which made her equivalent to a saint. But Frankie didn't think that Lisa was his biggest fan. He knew that her ex had similar issues to his own; that's why she was raising her son on her own. But Frankie had been upfront and honest since South America.

And he'd been completely sober for the last year.

But it was October, and Frankie was feeling lonelier than usual.

He was thankful that he worked most nights, sitting behind a desk, glancing at the cameras between episodes of The Office that he played from his phone. 

However, it was Friday night, and Frankie had the night off.

He sat in the parking lot, listening to the music playing faintly from the speakers of his idling ranger. The rain pattered softly against his windshield, and he sighed, momentarily pulling his standard oil cap off to run his fingers through his curls.

He glanced back down at his outfit, dark wash jeans, and a dark blue hoodie. He checked the time again; 8:07 pm.

He knew they would be there, at the bar. They would all be around their usual table, Pope and Lisa laughing and whispering between each other. Ben and Will would probably be arguing about whatever Christopher Nolan movie Benny was obsessed with now.

Then there would be you. Smiling and laughing along, your eyes shining brightly as you argued with the boys or scolded your sister for sharing an embarrassing childhood memory.

The thought made Frankie smile.

But he still couldn't leave the parking lot. He could already hear the chastising, the way Pope would lower his voice and ask Frankie if he was okay. The way he knows, they would frown at any attempt he makes to conceal his issues with humor. The way you'd order soda all night and smile gently when you caught his eye.

It was a mutual understanding, a real friendship that you'd developed. But Frankie wanted more.

-

Your fingers dragged along the rim of your glass. You sighed gently because it was almost nine and Frankie hadn't shown up once again. It was the third Friday in a row, the third week in a row that he hadn't answered any messages, aside from the vague proof of life text he'd sent the group chat.

It was the same routine you'd had since moving in with your sister. It was how you met the guys: tagging along to the bar as Lisa's younger sibling. Her twenty-eight-year-old sibling, but younger nonetheless. Which had felt embarrassing at first, like you were a child without their own friends. But you knew now that Benny and Frankie enjoyed your company. 

So, you'd spent most nights over the summer laughing with the Millers before making your way over to the bar to get a refill and get what little you could out of the former pilot.

But it was October now. And you could feel the time dragging on, watching the clock and forgetting to eat. The bar was a relief. a relief from work, from the mess of your personal life, and from the feelings that were a little too overwhelming lately. 

But it was Frankie that you were excited to see each week, counting down the days and rewatching the office so that you could slip in a reference since he'd mentioned liking the show last time you'd spoken.

You had thought he also enjoyed your company. Santi had mentioned more than once that getting to know Frankie was difficult.

You knew he had been in the military and that they'd lost a friend not that long ago, Lisa didn't know much about what happened there either. You knew that he was sober. He'd offered a few details about his family, talking about his older sister and his nephews. He talked about his favourite songs and, if you got lucky, what it was like to fly.

He only talked about flying when it got really late, and it was just the two of you left, standing outside the bar in front of your car. His eyes would shine, and you'd see the tears on his waterline right before he blinked them away. You knew he had to have felt it too. The few nights where you'd stared into each other's eyes and admitted things you'd never told anyone else. And it had only been a few months, but you were stupidly in love with Frankie, and you'd shown up three Fridays in a row for the guy.

You were starting to lose patience. You could be at home, with a pizza, your cat, and Buffy. You finished off the diet coke you'd ordered and stole a few more fries from the table before hugging everyone goodbye, letting your shoulders drop as soon as you stepped into the parking lot. 

You crossed the pavement to your little car, turned the key in the ignition, and waited for your phone to connect to the car's Bluetooth, just as the sound of your ringtone suddenly blared through your speakers, making you jump before seeing Frankie's name across your lock screen.

You panicked for a moment, realizing it was a FaceTime call, and you frantically checked your appearance in the rearview mirror before taking a deep breath and answering.

-

You answered and Frankie breathed a sigh of relief. You were sitting in your own car. Frankie knew you'd just left the bar. He could tell by the flush of your cheeks. You sat in silence for a moment, and he wondered if you had missed him the same way he missed you.

"Frankie?" You speak timidly into the receiver.

His name snaps him from his thoughts, focusing on the confused look on your face as you stared into your phone.

"Hey baby," it comes out rough like he hasn't spoken in a while, and he clears his throat before speaking again. "You headin' home?"

You lick your lips and nod.

"I was waiting for you." It comes out so quietly he almost misses it at first. But he catches the way your voice trembles as you pull your phone away from your face.

He sighs, a deep frustrated sound.

"Fuck baby…" He pulls his hat off, holding it over his face and groaning before placing it back on his head. "I'm really fucking this up. Aren't I?"

"What happened, Fish?"

And suddenly, for the first time in a long time, Frankie cries like a fucking baby.

-

The sound of Frankie crying has you panicking.

"Holy shit-Frankie- what's wrong?" It all rushes out, almost incoherently, "Where are you?"

He takes a deep, shuddering breath, and you can hear him sniffle before he responds.

"At home... just sittin' in my car," he clears his throat again, "I was going to be there tonight, at the bar, but I just... I couldn't."

"Where'd you go, Frankie?" You bite the inside of your cheek and debate your next question, "It's been three weeks and you haven't said anything."

"I know, baby, I'm sorry, I didn't know how to explain it to you."

"It's one thing that you disappear on me, Morales, but it's even worse when everyone, including my own sister, is clearly aware of something that I don't know."

You watch as his head falls back against the seat.

"I've been sober for almost a year now." He declares the fact like it's something you're unaware of. 

"Yeah, Frankie, I know."

"The last time I relapsed was last October," he huffs. "This time of year, y'know. It's part of the reason I started in the first place, with the drugs." 

He pauses for a moment, and it hits you—what he's trying to say.

Without meaning to, you let out a soft giggle, and it's like you can feel Frankie's panic through your phone.

"Oh-fuck, Frankie, I'm sorry," You pull the phone closer to your face, "Are you trying to say that this whole time you've been avoiding everyone is because you're depressed?"

He's quiet again.

"...Yes?"

It's your turn to start crying.

"Whoa baby, what's wrong?" Frankie watches as you wipe the tears from your eyes, laughing at yourself.

"Frankie, I don't drink because I'm on antidepressants. It's the whole reason I moved back in with Lisa." You explain.

His brows furrow, and the look in his eyes, sad and tired, makes you wanna wrap your arms around him.

"Are you mad?"

"How could I be angry, Frankie. Honestly, I don't think you realize that it isn't that surprising."

He cocks his head to the side. "Whaddya mean?"

"Well I kinda figured, this time of year is hard for people like us."

"People like us?" He asks.

You bite your lip, considering your next words.

"I know what it's like when everyone in your life thinks that your biggest enemy is yourself." You pull your knees up to your chest and sigh. "Last winter I ended up in the ER."

Frankie's eyes widen for a moment.

"It wasn't on really on purpose. But it was right after the holidays. I wasn't talking to my parents and my roommate was out of town."

You pause for a moment.

"I was drinking a lot. Just way too much..." You huff. "So I get it, the not wanting to be around people..." You trail off, hoping he understands.

"It got worse and then my license got suspended." He speaks quietly at first, "I got into pills in college, y'know just trying to stay awake. But I kicked that before I went to boot camp."

You nod, silently urging him on.

"But the nightmares were getting bad. I'd been clean almost fifteen years. But I wasn't getting any sleep." He groans, like it hurts to say it out loud and you know it's something he hasn't told many people. "I started overcompensating, because it made me feel good. It helped me do my job. I needed to be able to do my job."

His eyes are sad, and tired. You've seen that same look in yourself.

"You don't gotta explain yourself to me, Frankie. We've all got shit. Bad things happen. Sometimes we're the ones who do bad shit. But you don't gotta be alone just because you're hurting."

He smiles, the corner of his lip quirking upwards. "Would you be up for grabbing a late dinner?"

"Text me the address." You bite your lip, holding back a smile, "And hey, Frankie?"

"Yea?"

"I'm really glad you called."

"Me too."

-

reblog and comment if you liked!!! lemme know if you'd be into seeing more of these two? <3

[empty-vessel-of-a-person]

Review Time: Goodcat Code

Note: This is my personal take to Sylus' most recent memory. Nothing has been confirmed by Infold, so this is just full delulu mode as I dive in to Goodcat Code. Spoiler Alert for those who hasn't seen the memory yet.

I actually don't know how to fully describe MC and Sylus dynamics on this memory. While the plot of the memory is solid at it's best, their relationship here is really kinda shaky specially on MC's part. So I will have the review in 2 parts. "The Good Part" and "The Bad Part".

The Good Part

As mentioned, the plot of this memory is solid and the twist at the end is surprising but expected because it's Sylus.

The attention to details and the research on different kinds of teas are amazing. The whole memory exude luxury and wealth. It really screams Sylus.

Probably the best part (for me) of this memory is when Sylus almost never fight his cat urges. I really enjoy that part with the Seagull and Parrot. He really does manhandles them and it its hilarious. Can you imagine having to fight of a 6'2 fully grown man to free the birds? (I'm 5'2 by the way. I really can't Imagine having to wrestle Sylus to save the birds. He can easily knock me out)

And the cherry on top of this memory is how Sylus is shown to be a pure gentleman. We can definitely say that MC can be the death of him. (He will actually let her even help her kill him. He did it once already) He can never deny her. He's really down bad even showing (again) the soft side of him.

And how can we forget the kindled part? This is the first time that he really does touch MC. But I must stress on this. He is never pervy or inappropriate with her and that little circling motion he does with his hand on her back is just perfection. He is indeed touching her but it is soft, sexy, and very intimate. I applaud MC for not being swayed. I will totally break with that touch and have goosebumps everywhere.

I mentioned this as well on my previous entry, Sylus is a very old school type of guy and that little moment he have with MC on the speedboat screams Gentleman and Old Money. he can really make the most of any given situation and turns it to something romantic.

The Bad Part

I hate the way infold portray MC in this memory. He never ask Sylus opinion before creating a plot for her mission. It's like she knows that Sylus will do everything for her and his opinion doesn't matter.

If I count it correctly, Sylus mentioned being sold to other women 6 times making it obvious that he is not comfortable with the idea of being with other woman and being emotionally betrayed that MC can easily plot that without hesitation. It's actually twisted! I actually felt bad for Sylus.

MC flicking his forehead and called him Opportunist! Again why?! MC rented him off the cat café like he's an object, asking him to find Snowy Owl, make him act like her butler, and order him to woo another women. MC make him do it all without asking his take on all of this. He even mention "I never agree on any of this". So who is the opportunist one? Really?! REALLY?! It is totally a mood killer. I don't know how they phrase it on other language but this scene totally ticked me off. It's Like MC suddenly becomes one of those who mischaracterize him. I just simply dislike it. I just hope they phrase it better or left it out altogether. It's very unnecessary.

And that collar, though MC is taking claim on Sylus, its just part of her plot. I don't know but Sylus's laugh after MC brings out the collar sounds so disappointed.

The Conclusion

I feel like the love between Sylus and MC are still one-sided (at least in this memory) The lack of communication and asking permission (on MC's part) makes it looks like she is taking advantage of Sylus' feelings for her.

I am deeply moved on how slow burn their story is showing how patient and gentlemanly Sylus. When the preview was revealed, I honestly thought they are making progress as he was now touching MC only for my delulu to be shattered by MC's words and action. Not once she acknowledge Sylus saying he was being sold to other woman.

While I do love the kindled part of this memory, this is certainly one of my least favorite. Radiant Brilliance is easily better because they are mutually pinning for each other.

[ncillary]

Self Aware AU (Zayne)

Summary: You have the lowest Affinity with Zayne. The reason is because you want an assured happy end for him before you could be with him. The man has no qualm in being cursed again and again the moment he stays by your side in every timeline.

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Masterlist Self Aware AU

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|  1  |  2  |  3  |  4 [current] |  5  |

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"Have you seen the new banner?" You excitedly opened the conversation.

"Hope this one can spare you from fever." She smirked, "He's going to give an icy kiss to MC."

You hide your face behind your hand, slightly squeaking gleefully when you remembered the trailer.

"Chill, girl. No pun intended. I've never seen someone get sick because of a game like you. Maybe you really do need Snowy around to pull the reign."

"That was just a small misstep. Promise it won't happen again."

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*Cough* *Cough*

"Shoot. I strained my voice too much after watching the kiss part. At least this time it was just a sore throat." She giggled.

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Scarred hand pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Here I was letting her have her way. Now a sore throat. Maybe I really SHOULD interfere next time."

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"WHAT'S WITH ALL THIS ROCKING?! I mean... We sat on a rocking chair BUT..... ngeeeeEeeeeEEEE~"

You rolled around on your bed. Your friend was next to you, having a small laugh at your antics.

"Why are you shying away now? That's your man, right? Hold him tightly." She teased.

You smirked, "Right. How about your bad boy?"

Her face ceased to tease, looking awkward now.

"Who's ruffling Crow Crow feathers now? Oppsss... I meant abbs-"

She cupped your mouth, "Shu Shu Shu... You don't get to tease me on that."

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Ears had pinkish tinged to them. One scared hand cupping his eyes. The phone was abandoned on the nearby table with a cold brew next to it.

"Why did she watch the spicy one with her friend? I can't interfere easily now."

He breathed out heavily.

"What do I do with this naughty girl?"

He sounded annoyed yet the smile playing at his lips was far from how his voice indicated it.

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"His birthday event is coming. You're ready?"

"O to the F to the C! OF COURSE!"

They laughed.

"I had no doubt about it. Make sure to sing properly. He can TOTALLY hear you." She teased.

"Let me call you so that you can hear my lovely voice together with him."

"I'll block your number for a day. Enjoy your time with Snowy."

You pulled her cheek to her teasing.

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"So how is it?"

"Company vacation is a blast. The cabin is nice. Just..."

"Just......."

"Errghhh... you know... how am I going to sing to Zayne like this!? What's with their timing for doing this to me?"

She laughed, "Relax. Tomorrow is the important call, right? You've already done everything including watching the memory. Don't open the game until night time. You will be safely home by then. Sing to your hearts content all you want."

You sighed, "Yeah. Good suggestion."

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"Bad news. I miss the bus. Good news. I saw a hotel nearby."

Your friend sighed, "Why are you insisting on taking the bus when you can have a free ride home?"

You smile at your decision, "Because~ They brought back a lot of souvenirs for their family. I don't pack much. It's fine. I got a day off tomorrow thanks to that. My colleague even wanted to turn around but they were already halfway home so I insisted that it was fine."

You saw your friend massaging her forehead from the video call you made to her.

"Fine. Fine. Call me anytime. Just. Be safe, yeah."

You chuckled at your loveable worrywart friend.

"I will. Nite~"

"Nite."

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"I hope my luck is still attached somewhere today."

You were sitting on a bench of a park near the hotel. Room fully booked.

The breeze swaying the autumn leaves. People were passing by, having a destination as they walked on.

"Maybe I'll just camp up in the bus station and take the earliest one tomorrow." Your mind set.

Somehow, you feel light today even with all that has been happening. You pulled out your phone, opening your solace game.

The video call was warm. His voice soothing you. You feel like you were experiencing his birthday memory in real life with the breeze and the leaves playing around you.

"Wish I could stay with you too, Zayne."

The call ended.

You look up, searching the moon among the clouds. You laughed simply as you closed your eyes.

"Even the moon is barely there. Guess everything is shying away from me today."

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

Eyes fluttered to your phone. Zayne was wearing his birthday attire in the cafe. It suits him well. You chuckled lowly.

"It kinda is actually."

"Can I accompany you then?"

Brows furrowed. His mouth wasn't moving. AT ALL. You stared at him accusingly.

Someone's clearing his throat in front of you.

You jumped as you glanced up in a heartbeat.

Your whole body went rigid now. Questioning everything you see right at this moment.

Zayne.

Wearing a black turtleneck with a grey coat on top of it. You noticed a blush barely tinged his nose and ears. His face was gentle.

"Are you cold?" That's the first thing you said to this uncanny situation.

He hid his laugh with the back of his hand. Shaking his head afterwards.

You decided that you like those antics very much.

He kneeled down and held your hands in his.

"The cold never bothered me quite like a certain someone's recklessness."

His hazel eyes glistenening brightly at you.

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[ourlittleuluru]

I HAVE SO MANY, BUT ALSO 0 THOUGHTS ON THE NEW MEMORY WITH XAVIER???? (Because I feel like my brain is entirely assaulted by so much... no brain cells survived)

Okay... but the vibe that I got previously where I mentioned that Xavier felt like he could finally bring his walls down... MAN JUST BROUGHT DOWN THE ENTIRE DAM I TELLS YOU!

All in all, LOVE the story line and the development that happened within! Big character development too!

Full ramblings under the cut (ヘ ° w °;)ヘ (beware... it's a hecking long post...)

Off the start and there's already reference to their past lives being in the same school 😭

Of course, he made the first move, he was the one that even wanted to elope, but MC was dense (and also too responsible) 😤

Xavier... you and your technicalities. This man, seriously... And the fact that his profile has like... 0 information... huh. What a surprise, not. The way MC retorts thoooo

HE IS A PLANET THAT'S STRAYED FROM ORBIT இ௰இ And Xavier's been on his guard this whole time...

AND HELLO? NEWLYWED BANTER ALREADY???! CUTE??? 😩

ALSO THE FACT XAVIER SPUN THE STORY THAT HE BROKE AWAY FROM HIS FAMILY...! ELOPING!!! ANOTHER CALLBACKKKKK 😭😭😭

(and as usual, there's gotta be the gossiping asian aunties xd;;; )

Okay I need to stop it with the caps.... But I really can't help feeling like yelling into the void because all my brain cells are just being thrown all around by this memory. Okay, breathe...

Classic Xavier just... easily winning over the elderlies =w=;;; and then the corny (cringe to me) petnames tho 😭 stud muffin???? cutie patootie??? I can't evennnn

Okay the CN version, they just call each other baby/宝宝... the stark difference 🤣

it's still cute how they try to act so hard X'D but Xavier's totally just living out his fantasies at this point, I'm sure. Xavier's acting was very natural in a way. How easily he just leans on MC before, and calling her using a pet name, even just holding onto her after and naturally flowing into a "Come back soon" 🥺🥺🥺

Just a few days and they're already naturally living their domestic life, as if it's always been that way o(TヘTo)

Later on, Jenna commented on how MC has gotten thinner and MC was like thinking how most of the food was cooked by Xavier ToT Man is trying his hardest!

AND OKAY HELLO???! XAVIER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT NUMBER 1????

MC totally is just letting Xavier use the kitchen???! No snappy remarks about kitchens on fire???

(and also MC just casually remembering what her at-home husband's favourite fruit is and just picking one up back for him 😭)

AND NO KITCHENS ON FIRE FOR REAL!!! I REPEAT NO FIRES IN THE KITCHEN! Xavier FINALLY can cook!?!! (but what's with the teasing Xavier ToT MARSHMALLOW SPAGHETTI?????)

His food is MC approved 😭😭😭😭 BABY BOY HAS GROWN!

And he just... casually indulged in her touch....

And why is it that after carrying out their mission, Xavier went from a simple white shirt, shows up in a whole getup? ToT but I'll take it! And MC being dense again and how Xavier just corrects her but she goes to hug him right away???? The whole 21 days to create a habit thing... And the way he asks for more?????? Man is slipping. He's about to just. Let it go.

And to think... the whole Kindled just started with MC's little push when Xavier replies vaguely as usual

Guess after 21 days of living out your dream life, nothing be holding him back at this point huh. And the way Xavier's tone just completely changed! HE BECAME SO SOFT AND LIKE NEEDY SOUNDING LIKE AHJDSHAFKLSDFL

BUT OML????! HELLO??? HOLD ON!!!

In the trailer, there were 2 kisses, right? MC just straight up snuck one! And Xavier went in for not one, BUT TWO! MORE TIMES. TWO!!

LOOK. THE FLOOD GATES HAVE OPENED. HE JUST BE LETTING ALL THE STUFF HE'S HELD BACK, OUT. Nothing is stopping him any more. And he's not about to let anything stop him after this, for sure.

Xavier finally can be himself. No facades, no alternate identities that he feels like he needs to put a distance with. Just as much as he loves every version of MC, he's dedicating every bit of him to MC 😭😭😭 I just... I can'tttttt. THIS WHOLE PART AFTER THE KINDLED BROKE ME...!

AND THEN HE SNEAKS IN ONE MORE FINAL KISS RIGHT AT THE END?!!! (≧﹏ ≦) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Okay. I'm done. I'm just... so done. I won't recover from this. I don't think I can... 💗_(:з)∠)_

[scoonsalicious]

the shoot your shot anon here, thank you for updates you do give! I totally understand the frustration of not having the ending to a fic, drives me insane cz I got so involved without checking 😭😭😭

do you have any bucky x reader recs? Anything from one shots to series. Any genre, except for like extremely dark stuff, maybe some fluff and angst cz. Im a sucker for those

I have not forgotten about you, shoot your shot anon! It's just that, of course, once you asked for fic recs, my mind went completely blank because for some reason, that's how I work :P So, I had to do some thinking and research and go back through my Likes, lol!

I recommend:

@ellemj (she writes some amazing stuff; I love her. I will never not love her. Her sex pollen is 100)

@mrsbuckybarnes1917 (love her so much; she's got a series, Finding You that is great angst with a happy ending, and is currently putting out a new one called My Best Friend's Girl that I've had the honor of following throughout its development and it's so good, I fucking love it!)

@kinanabinks has Jealousy & Flirtation, which is also about a meddling girl bff for Bucky, but so much better than the shit I come up with; I love it so much and wait for each new chapter with baited breath. That last chapter literally had me like

@thenhewaswrongaboutme's My Hands Have Made Some Good Mistakes is a goddamn masterpiece and a personal favorite. It's got some Stucky, which is not my cup of tea, AT ALL, but fuck, this story is just so god damn good that I don't even care.

@dreamwritesimagines The Eye of the Hurricane is my favorite mob!au; I am DESPERATELY waiting for her Bucky and MC to get together. Seriously, I am dying over here!

@justreadingfics It's a Deal is one I come back to read again and again. It just makes me happy, lol.

@shurisneakers Harmless is so much fun and deranged in the best way possible; it had me laughing out loud so much.

I'm currently enjoying @endless-ineffabilities The Bolter.

@angrythingstarlight's Beefy Biker Bucky series is adorable and I love him.

@thatsmzbitchtoyou has a couple of great series; I'm really loving her Norsemen & Anglo-Saxons one right now.

@delicatebarness I Can't Read Your Mind series is one I'm enjoying right now as well.

Of course, there are the authors who just consistently put out amazing works: @navybrat817 @buckyalpine @world-of-aus

Fuck, I'm sure there are so many more I'm forgetting. Don't get head injuries, kids. They'll mess with your memory for years.

[unintentionalseductress]

https://www.tumblr.com/nanamiscocksleeve/773722545185865728/why-does-everyone-portray-caleb-to-be-dark?source=share

I agree with you!!

And my apologies Abt the zade thing, I made that reference because that's how I've seen many other writers (whom I won't name) portray him.

And I get that like you've said- he's got potential traits to be a yandere, but to write him wholly f*cking mc with a gun, with the explicit caption 'toxic Caleb' with dub-con?

Like I get it's fiction and ppl can write to their heart desires but when ppl r saying it's canon and it so quickly became the stereotype for that one character to the point that's the only thing you see online Abt him, it's tiring- especially when it doesn't fit him.

Like I kid you not, I actually didn't like Caleb for a while because of how everyone was initially characterizing him and the headcannons on how 'he's so dark romance coded' or 'hes giving zade vibes' and these were real comments, comments that made me avoid him until I was curious and decided to find out myself. Only to find out he's totally different??? Like I really wonder if we're actually experiencing the same thing bc I really don't see the 'extreme!! possessive! obsessive!' lover evb was speaking of 🤔

(URL change, no need to be scared. This blog used to be called nanamiscocksleeve. )

No need to apologize about the Zade thing, I know you were just saying what you saw from other blogs.

I've somehow missed a lot of the crazy toxic Caleb posts but omg, people are actually writing him f**king MC with a gun? I get it, it's fiction but geez that's dark and not on character for him. Infold has done a good job with keeping their LI's quite gentle when it comes to MC and I don't think Caleb is any different. He has no interest to hurt her or fuck her up emotionally, and it's evidenced so much in his memories so I just don't get it. People will see what they want to see I guess.

All the LI's have their own weird toxic traits around MC but I want to reiterate that they've only known her for a year and they have their other friends and colleagues whereas Caleb and she found each other as orphans in a shelter. Growing up they didn't have anyone except each other. I think this automatically puts Caleb in the right to feel like he's more entitled to her time and energy.

Even Zayne, who was a childhood friend isn't the same as Caleb. He might have been the boy next door but Zayne had a stable home and loving parents who were present for him as he grew up. That's very different compared to Caleb whose only perspective of stability comes from the relationship he has with MC.

I feel that way too, I feel like I saw something very different to what others are writing here. I see Caleb as someone who lost everything, found a family, even found love, then it was ripped away from him again. Now he and MC, essentially his anchor, don't know how to redefine their relationship. The MC he knew was probably clingy, and always wanted to be with him for everything. Now she's distanced herself and for two people who have never had that relationship of keeping secrets or maintaining distance, the amount of work it takes to adjust to that new dynamic can be crushing.

Caleb is possessive and obsessive but not to the point that it's dangerous. A little toxic perhaps since we know that he has mental health issues and refuses to get help but his end goal isn't to make MC fear or submit to him. He always looks so guilty whenever she looks scared and he's always asking her if he scared her. He even lets her remove parts of his uniform before they remove her chip if that's what it took to calm her down. He's aware how much he affects her and how much she wants their old relationship back and I think it really kills him inside to see her like this.

[jerzwriter]

Falling for You

Book: Open Heart (Book 3 Timeline) Pairing: Tobias Carrick x F!MC (Casey) Rating: Teen Words: 1,100 Summary: Ice skating has always been a big part of Casey's life, and for the eight months they had been together, she kept saying how much she was looking forward to doing it with Tobias. He tried to put it off as long as he could, but the day of reckoning was upon him... and panic set in. Could a quick call to his best friend, Kerry, calm his nerves? Or is Tobias about to fall flat. A/N: First and foremost, thank you to @weetlebeetle for this adorable commission of my little lovebirds. This is so precious, and I just adore it! Those of you familiar with some of my older fics may remember Kerry, Tobias's lifelong friend. Information about her and other OCs in my Tobias x Casey HC can be found here. She was instrumental in helping him and Casey get together, and she thought her work was done. Well... maybe not. lol

His fingers tapped against the coffee table, the dull thud echoing throughout his empty home. But it wasn't enough to release the nervous energy he was feeling, and before long, he was on his feet, pacing the length of the room.    

“Come on, come on! I know you’re off... answer!”

To the shock of many, Tobias Carrick had proven he could be a patient man, and it had paid off dearly, playing a big part in how he was happily coupled with the love of his life today. Casey. The mere thought of her usually brought a smile, but right now, it only amplified the fear coursing through his veins. He needed someone to help him through, and his best friend was the only one he trusted with the job. But his patience was wearing thin as he tried to reach her. About to disconnect the call, he finally heard her voice.

“T?” Kerry answered breathlessly. “What’s going on? You OK?”

“Thank God!” He exclaimed. “Where have you been?”

“At Brenda’s soccer game. I told you she was playing today.”

“Ah! That’s right,” he said, smacking his head. “I forgot; why don’t you get back to her.”

“Because after ten missed calls and as many texts saying ‘CALL ME,’ I assume you have something important going on. So, spill.”

Tobias fell back onto the couch with a sigh.  

“I have a big problem... I... I have a date tonight.”

“A date?” Kerry asked quizzically. “What’s so terrible about...” her face fell as she went silent, fearing the worst. “Tobias Charles Carrick... please tell me your date isn’t with someone other than Casey, because if it is, I swear to God I’m going to drive to Boston and kick your ass.”  

“What!” He gasped. “No! Don’t be ridiculous! Of course my date’s with Casey.”

“Good!” she said with relief. “But then what’s the drama? You have a date with your girlfriend, so?”

“Yeah, well... it’s an ice skating date.”

The line went silent again, then Kerry burst into a full belly laugh... not exactly the support or sympathy Tobias was seeking.

“That’s nice! Laugh it up! You won’t be laughing when I make a total ass out of myself, and she dumps me. I’m not stupid. I know you like her better than me.”

“Well, that goes without saying,” Kerry teased while wiping a tear from her eye. “She’s far more likable than you. But what the hell possessed you to go on a skating date?”

He ran his hand down his face with another weary sigh. “Obviously, it wasn’t my idea. But Casey loves skating, and she’s good, really good. Like almost did it competitively when she was younger, good. And I’m....”

“Far more suited for a basketball court. Not gonna lie, T, you suck at ice skating.”

“Thank you.”

“What? I’m just stating facts. The time we went skating on Mr. Belmont’s pond remains one of my most horrifying childhood memories. I thought for sure we were going to lose you that day; little did I know you’d end up sending your brother to the emergency room instead.”

“Hey! In my defense, if that idiot hadn’t been trying to make me fall, he wouldn’t have ended up with my skate blade in his thigh.”

“Jordan can’t help being obnoxious," Kerry laughed. "It’s a Carrick family trait.”

“All well and good, but the last thing I want to do is impale Casey tonight."

"Really?" Kerry chided. "And here I thought that was usually your goal?"

"Very funny, Ker. I'm being serious here! I don’t want her realizing the error of her ways and kicking me to the curb.”

“For the love of God, Tobias... do you hear yourself? Do you think you may be exaggerating just a little? It’s ice skating. Take a deep breath, and just go and have fun.”

“But what if I fall on my face?”

“So what if you do? That’s part of what makes it fun. Just relax and enjoy the time together. Knowing Casey, she’d probably find you falling all over the ice endearing.”

“You think so?”

“YES! As hard as it is to believe, she loves you for you... not your ability to qualify for the 2026 Winter Olympics.”

“You’re right,” he surrendered, his heart feeling lighter.

“I usually am. Now, just go and have fun. Let me know how it went later.”

Buoyed by Kerry’s words, Tobias set off for his date, and just hours later, they sat at the side of a beautiful rink just outside of Boston. Casey grinned from ear to ear as she laced up her skates, oblivious to her boyfriend’s inner turmoil.

“I’m so excited,” she beamed. “I’ve been waiting to do this with you since we started dating! I love sharing the things I love with you."

“Yeah,” he chuckled nervously. “I do, too.”   He pulled the laces tightly around his ankle, hoping against hope that a skate malfunction would spare him, but when he realized that wasn’t to be, he took her hand to confess. “Case... I’ve gotta tell you something.”

“Sure,” she smiled. “What’s up?”

“I... I kind of suck at this. I haven’t gone skating since I was twelve years old, and that time, I sent Jordan to the ER.”

Casey’s eyes widened, "You did?" she asked, her melodious laugh filled the air. She placed her gloved hands on his frigid cheeks and pulled him in for a tender kiss.

“Tobias, skating skills really aren’t high up on my list of traits I find desirable in my partner. Let’s just go and have fun, baby. That’s all I want to do.”

They took to the ice hand-in-hand, and while Tobias stumbled and fell throughout the afternoon, he wasn’t embarrassed. Instead, they laughed, teased, and shared a whole lot of kisses. He felt foolish for worrying so much, and the date served as a reminder that the best memories are those made when we let go of fears and enjoy time with the ones we love.

Hours later, they were toasty warm in his car as they headed back to Boston. Smiling as she recalled the day, Casey rested her head on his shoulder.

“That wasn’t so bad after all, was it?” she smiled.

“No, it wasn’t.”

“Still, I don’t think it’s something you’ll want to do too often,” she grinned.

“But you love skating,” he replied. “And if you love it, then I’ll love going with you.”

“You don’t have to,” she assured. “There are plenty of other things I love doing with you. I got you on skates once; that's all that matters.”

As she said that, a little lightbulb went off Tobias’s head, and a tiny grin came to his lips. “Yeah.  At least we got to do it once.”

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A/N 2: Tobias recalls that he knows someone else who skates really well... and right now, his wheels are spinning. More to come! :)

@choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics @choicesholidays (solely because it's winter-themed! :)

[misc-obeyme]

I had all these plans to finish a bunch of writing and then BAM Season 2 started with Lesson 21 and I got supremely distracted. I wasn't expecting it to come out so soon?!? I really thought there would be more time in between seasons. But I am not complaining!

At this point, I feel weird if I don't write a post about the lesson, so here I am. I swear I'll get back to writing fics after this lol.

Spoilers and screenshots below:

Okay so we've got the founding of RAD, MC and Solomon losing their magic, and characters acting weird.

The loss of MC's magic is pretty obvious and easy to understand. Like it works sometimes, but it doesn't at other times. (Though I have to say here that if the brothers asked me to open a jar with magic, I would laugh at them. I've never met a jar I couldn't open. It's called hot water. BUT ANYWAY) And obviously when they do use their magic, it's not as strong as it used to be. Solomon says he's having the same issue. He obviously notices it when he banishes the hellfire salamander, though if you ask him about it, he just says it's nothing. Which is funny because then he tells you all about his problem with it later when you're making dinner. I swear I lose my mind every time they use that clown music in the story.

Anyway, the most interesting part of this to me was when Solomon said these things:

At first I was like, is that what's happening? They're making it so that MC can't go back? Isn't that what we are all dreading?!

But then if you say you don't think you'll do it in time he says this:

Okay?? So should I be concerned or not?! I don't want to get stuck in the past, I want them to bring us back to the present or maybe merge the timelines or something?! I dunno, but I really can't figure out how they're going to wrap this up in a way that works. Unless they do what happened last time MC went to the past and erase everyone's memories. Which was something Michael did...

But overall, this situation seems pretty cut and dry. Gotta get those pacts, yo.

Mammon, on the other hand...

He seems to be going through something, huh? The thing is I can't figure out what it is. Something is definitely up, but what? Also it kinda seems like Simeon might be involved in this somehow?

MC is hurt. Mammon wants them to pay for the ointment that will heal them. Simeon shows up and just does it himself.

MC finds the coin and gives it to Simeon. Mammon takes it for himself and Simeon's just like yeah okay that's fine.

Then in the HARD LESSON (SPOILERS) Simeon actually blesses Mammon with good luck before he goes out to look for the lost coin. Not to mention their whole conversation about the Celestial Realm and the hot cocoa... (END SPOILERS)

And MC is aware that Mammon is not acting normally. But Simeon seems to be his usual self? I'm just wondering if whatever is going on with Mammon, Simeon might be the one to help him somehow? It kinda seemed to me like Mammon was being more greedy than usual, like something going on with his sin?

But MC isn't the only one who's noticed something is up with Mammon.

May I present: Lucifer, Avatar of Ellipses -

...

What is going on with this guy? I mean, okay, not all of these were about Mammon, but I'm pretty sure most of them were.

Anyway, Lucifer does this thing where it's obvious he's thinking about something or he's worried about something, but he just doesn't say anything about it. It drives me crazy. I'm like listen here MC is right there! Talk to them!

Okay that's all I really had to say about the lesson and story stuff, but there are a few other things that I just loved.

SIMEON oh my gosh the way he swoops in and heals MC I was like yes, please heal me forever thank you.

His precious look of concern...

... and then this confident smile!? I just love him.

Also going grocery shopping with Lucifer and Beel in 21-A was just so sweet and domestic?! Neither of them could remember what any of their brothers wanted, they would have been totally useless without MC there rattling everything off. It was adorable, but also just soft times with Lucifer are always my favorite thing.

Yeah. Concerned about how you can bottle all your feelings and still be so hot.

Anyway!

Wherever they're going with this magic weakening thing better not result in MC stuck in the past forever. But I do hope we're getting some Mammon story now because I love him, too.

[raiden-makoto]

Last edit: 13|07|24. In purple

~Intro post~

Hello everyone !!

So I started to write my first ever wip! And I’m having so much fun!!! So, I wanted to introduce you all to it! (sorry I wrote a bit too much).

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First, here are some infos about it. Let’s discover my wip :) :

-The wip doesn´t have a name yet 😭 but I usually call it « our Harmony »

The genres are fantasy, adventure, LGBTQ+ romance for now.

-It takes place in a world with two realm :

•Elfs —> Capital: Ereta

•humans. —> Capital: Phocée

They are enemies and in war called "Harmony war"

Each Realm has a god, 3 in total worshiped by their people : Mother (the main god), Poko and Aqua.

The elf realm has two queens, a prince and two princess (little sister and big sister).

The human realm has a king and two prince. The Queen and the princess (big sister) are dead.

- The mcs are :

•Hane the prince and heir of the human realm.

( His name is pronounced as Ahnei or Hané)

•Noi the prince also heir of his realm (elf).

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Here is a quick resume of what I’ve done so far:

So, at the capital of the human realm…

We meet Hane (mc) who is 19 year old. He is extremely down, his sister passed away not too long ago and the war which he is against with, destroyed the capital of the Elf realm.

His father doesn’t care about his last living child. Moreover he is the one who started the war which his deceased mother, her sister are all against with !

"Why do we have to kill a friend ?"…..

One day, his father had a visit and tell the maids to inform Hane that he has to go out because he doesn’t want him here. Hane can’t argue with his father so he did. He walked to the Parc of the Elfs. Where he remembers all his good memories with his family.

After a while, he felt followed…..

-Trigger warnings so far:

Blood, Domestic Abuse, Death, Death of loved ones, Violence, transphobia, Homophobia, suicide, war.

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•Feel free to ask questions ( please do, I would love them !) and would kindly anwser.

•(Tell me if you want to get tagged for more of my wip content/stuff I will add you on the list !)

•Register of the persons who will be tagged for wip infos :

@thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling

[minkkumaz]

hello :) I loved your yungyu imagine! i hope it isn’t annoying asking for another one…? maybe the reader is also an idol and she and yungyu do an interview together and flirt with each other ?!

THEY DON'T KNOW ABOUT US

dating within the idol industry was strictly forbidden. yet behind the scenes, you and yungyu have something that could only be described as 'a little more than friends.' after he sees you after music bank, he has something to tell you.

PAIRING lee yungyu x fem!reader WC 0.9k TAGS friends to lovers. fluff. mutual pining. OMI NOTE omg anon it is totally not annoying. i am madly in love with yungyu so i feel so happy someone else wants a yungyu request. don't be afraid to send more once my ask box opens up again, i love writing for him. <3 this is a tiny bit different from your ask but i hope you still like it.

when yungyu gave you soft looks from his side of the stage, you tried your best to bite back a smile. music events were your worst enemy, getting to see your cute boy - crush perform with his group and listen to hundreds of fans call out his name. 

but none of them knew anything about the two of you, what happened behind closed doors. he dedicated his ending fairy to you. something sweet that only you guys knew, something sacred that would be forbidden to the public.

it wasn’t a secret that there were strict rules that enforced zero dating in the industry. dating scandals negatively effected the picture perfect image that idols had to maintain. you and yungyu knew that better than anyone, but it couldn’t pry either of you apart.

nobody caught on how close you guys were, not even your companies. yungyu’s group tried tirelessly to help you guys cover up your tracks just to see him happy. their bond was truly unbreakable and you somewhat envied that. it was difficult to hang around the group in public as a whole without problems arising. 

this was the sad part of being a soloist, not having a group to rely on that could help you with your stupid relationship issues. yet he was always there to be your comfort, your home. 

somewhere behind the scenes, when he saw you for the first time he almost fell in love. you’d never forget when seungheon told you how hard he worked to give you a good stage. since then it became history.

hanging out whenever you could, accidentally falling asleep on his shoulder and waking up to a pitch black practice room at four in the morning. 

it was sappy moments like those that you clung onto, memories that rested inside the company building. especially when you had to make a sneaky escape from his personal office room. there wasn’t a label on things, however, so sometimes you felt confused.

so like every other day, not being able to cheer as loudly for your closest friend, you held back. the event ended after everyone finished with their performances and awards were given out. since you were the honorable mc alongside two others, you stepped aside to a room where you were meant to  interview them.

they piled in, and you tried to avoid eye contact with yungyu as not to raise suspicion, bowing a little lower than usual because of this.

“let’s welcome rookie group, 8turn, back from their comeback stage!” your  told the camera whilst your partner clapped lightly, “say hello!”

“whose turn? 8turn! hello we are 8turn!" they introduced happily.

“how do you guys feel finally being able to perform your first comeback?” your partner asked.

“all of us have definitely worked very hard towards this, and we’re glad to show everything to our turnings!” jaeyun told, earning nods from all the other boys.

“well i would love to know who your guys biggest inspiration was during these times!” you looked as jaeyun passed the mic over to yungyu.

“my biggest inspiration recently has been my closest friend outside of all of this. she– they. yes they have always been so kind and um,” he pauses, “i really enjoy being around them, and they’re always making me feel like my best so i really appreciate them for that.”

while the other mc is clapping, you blush profusely. there was the assumption there that he was talking about you, the chances weren’t zero. it was one of the riskiest things he’s done, especially that slip up.

“ahm– i’m glad you find such inspiration in your friends! you guys have worked very hard. 8turn fighting!” you stuttered out.

the cameras dropped and you quickly bowed before turning away from the boys. the day had run long and you needed some fresh air after their interview. 

you walked off into the hall and grabbed a soft drink from the vending machine before sitting yourself on the stairs. cracking open the tap, you took a sip. there were quiet footsteps in the distance that grew louder, you paid it no mind.

“y/n!” a voice said, who you easily were able to recognize as yungyu's.

“yungyu, what are you doing here shouldn’t you be with you group?” you questioned him as he sat down next to you on the stairs.

“yeah but they let me come find you.” he paused, “you know i was talking about you during the interview right?”

“you were?”

“of course i was! how could i not? you really have been my biggest inspiration ever since i met you.” he admit, letting his hand slightly graze over yours. 

“thank you.. but we can’t be this close while we are in public yungyu, we’ll get hell from the company.” you tried to move your hand away but he was quicker to intertwine your fingers.

“y/n this is so stupid. i really really like you and i hate hiding this. you don’t think they’d maybe be a little bit supportive?”

“wait hold on let’s back track for a second, you like me?” the shock on your face made him laugh.

“oh my gosh you seriously didn’t know i liked you?”

“i thought it was one sided this whole time i feel so stupid!” you pout.

“you’re so cute, i can’t believe you didn’t realize.” he smiled at you, turning your head to face him slightly. the touch made you turn red.

“soo.. what now?” you mumbled

“something something, maybe we kiss.” 

your lips parted slightly as your eyes went wide, making him smile even bigger. he leaned into you and left a small tap on your lips.

“you better hope we don’t get caught you idiot.”

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mfil - 40

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*NOT CLICKBAIT!!!* when asmo learns that you, the newest exchange student has a youtube account and following somewhat comparable to his own, he decided right then and there not to like you. however, after an unfortunate (and misleading) exchange goes viral, he has no choice but to fake date you in order to save face. will asmo crush you and put you into place like you deserve? or are those funny feelings in his stomach not hate, like he had thought? like, subscribe, and maybe fall in love (with this smau) to find out!!

once the live officially, well, goes live, you wave at the camera.

“hello, everyone, and thanks for popping in! i’m here with my darling mc and today we’re willing to do a little q & a on our relationship. so if there’s been stuff you’re just dying to know, send it off in the chat!” asmo chirps, smiling broadly. you watch the messages pile in and the viewer count grow with admiration. sure, you and asmo have similar following sizes but you don’t often go live and when you do, it’s typically only to a smaller amount of dedicated followers. which is totally fine with you, you’re quite happy with your channel and content.

“i want to pick the first question,” you say boldly, leaning in to see them. you and asmo had moved to your desk, sitting side by side in frame. you pick one at random, reading it off. “my opinion on asmo’s brothers… let’s see… well, they’re a loud bunch. and not as cool as they’d like you to believe, especially asmo here. but they’ve been nothing but kind and welcoming to me.”

asmo gives you a look. “i’m super cool, babe! how dare you!”

you can’t help but laugh, and to your dismay, it’s not even an act.

“my turn,” asmo says. “ah! that’s a good one. they want to know what my favorite memory with you is.” he pauses to think for a moment, and you wonder what lie he’s going to pull out of his ass. but he surprises you when his reply is something that had actually happened. “this one time mc dragged me shopping. and not my kind of shopping, you see, but to second-hand thrift stores! nothing against them, but i’m sure you all know that’s just not my scene. anyway, they were just so excited, and it was really cute, especially since we’d only just begun dating at the time.”

the chat explodes with people calling him sweet and your relationship ‘#goals’ and you’re sure your face is flaming.

you clear your throat. “i, um, love that memory too. and yes, chat, I know how lucky i am to have him. anyway, here’s one for me: what’s my favorite date that asmo’s taken me on?” you think for a moment. “well, asmo’s taken me on a lot of great dates, which is why i have to say our study dates are the best. we’re partners for a huge project and often get together to work on it. he buys my coffee-” only because you make him, but the viewers don’t have to know that “-and helps me out when i don’t understand things. they’re very sweet, very simple, and i just enjoy spending time with him. i don’t need fancy dinners or to do crazy stuff, honestly, just being with asmo’s enough.”

okay, that was a bit more honest than you were planning, but surely he’ll think you’re just playing along, right?

it takes asmo a few seconds to say something, and is it just you or are his ears red? maybe you’ve embarrassed him by saying you like the simple dates the most?

“i enjoy those dates a lot too,” he laughs. “and it’s nice to know how much you cherish them. gosh, this was supposed to be informing the audience but i guess mc and i are learning a lot too! okay… my turn. um, our first kiss.”

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Requested by @weirdwriter69 who wanted canon setting with Napoleon and genderbent!MC and I added a twist by making it a Magic AU! Hope you enjoy<3

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For Different Universe, Same Love content creation challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.

𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅Napoleon x Genderbent!MC

𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

"At least your magic is useful. I take it back when I said you're a goner if you step a foot outside the mansion."

That does bring back memories, MC muses, looking somewhere beyond the garret's wide open windows. The night air is crisp but soothing; Napoleon's little hideout turns out to have a charm to it after all.

When MC first came through the door, he was constantly warned about the outside world. Beyond the protective barrier cast over Comte's mansion lie magic abilities about which MC would've only read about in books. Magic abilities that would be long banned in the 21st century. Here is no place for a defenseless stranger like him.

His so-called bodyguard wasn't exactly thrilled about the "chore" given to him, but didn't spare his words loaded with harsh, raw prejudice. Strange considering he found him first upon his arrival, and acted almost gentle with him, like a whole another person.

It was then that MC first revealed his abilities, sealing Napoleon's foul mouth shut for a good couple of minutes so he couldn't open it if he wanted to. And then, the next morning when MC was tasked with waking him up, the ability proved useful too.

Now that enough time passed for Napoleon to actually take his words back, MC is thinking about the first part of that sentence.

"So what's your magic, Napoleon?"

There is no need for the addition of "only if you want to share", because Napoleon doesn't think twice. A pair of tar-black wings appear on his back, big and feathery enough to make the garret seem cramped.

"Not very impressive, I know. In a world where we use magic-powered flying devices - and surely, your time period has excelled in the mastering of those - having a pair of wings attached to your back is rather ordinary."

"They're pretty."

Napoleon snorts, but still catches MC's gaze while his is lingering on his slightly fluttering wings.

"Well, thank you."

"You were hoping for something else. After being reincarnated... your magic turned out to be nothing like the one you had in your past life.

Napoleon stays quiet, but with no visible signs of hostility against someone laying his innermost feelings bare. Before he can plaster the smirk on his face and jokingly ask him if he can read thoughts too, MC continues.

"Maybe you're not meant to use your magic to hurt people anymore. Having wings is not useless. It has to do with freedom."

Napoleon opens his wings to their full intimidating size, yet MC doesn't as much as tremble.

"You're an interesting guy, you know?"

A hand is extended towards MC.

"Do you want to take me for a ride?"

That smirk. A man who charms both men and women alike, or whatever that totally-not-head-over-heels butler said.

Putting his own hand atop Napoleon's, MC agrees. Men like Napoleon should come with a warning.

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ToHeart Volume 1 Review

I’ve had the first volume of To Heart for a very long time. If I were to estimate, I guess I’ve had it since middle school, which would be around 2006. I’ve read it back then, but I haven’t reviewed it, so I decided to buy the other two volumes from Pango Books and decided to give this series a try!

What is To Heart about? It’s basically a manga adaptation of a visual novel. I’m not sure how popular it was back then, but I do remember To Heart references were often made in an anime called Lucky Star because one of the characters looked like Akari Kamigishi. It’s just a typical story about the MC, Hiroyuki and all the girls surrounding him as per usual of a harem game adaptation. Though, the story seems to particularly focus on one girl named Akari Kamigishi as she seems to be the ‘canon’ route for this story.

The story is just Hiroyuki’s misadventures with the girls he encounters while Akari is trying her best to get Hiroyuki to reciprocate her feelings. Along the way, the two meet the other girls who become friends with Akari and Hiroyuki. Basically, it’s just cute people doing cute things and there’s not much of a concrete story.

There are a ton of characters due to it being a visual novel adaptation. Plenty appear in this first volume alone. The MC is Hiroyuki Fujita who is the typical nice guy but he does have spunk and sass that causes girls to fall for him. There’s the heroine Akari Kamigishi who’s a bit shy and reserved and is the childhood friend love interest. There’s Masashi, the other childhood friend who’s just a side character as he’s a boy and that means he’s irrelevant in this kind of story. There’s Shiho, who’s a friend of the three childhood friends since middle school and she seems to be an aspiring news reporter as she likes giving out news and information to the characters. There’s Lemmy Miyauchi who likes martial arts and seems to be a foreigner. There’s Multi who’s a robot maid. There’s Serika Kurusugawa who’s very quiet and likes magic and her sister Ayaka who’s the total opposite. There’s also a butler named Sebastian who’s overprotective of Serika. There’s also a talking bear named Kuma. See how many characters there are?

It’s obvious that Akari is going to be endgame. Given that there are two more volumes of this story means that it’s going to take a while for her to confess as there will be more girls falling for Hiroyuki. While Akari is cute, I quite like Shiho and Serika a lot. I like Shiho because I relate to her in that I like spewing useless trivia and information to people. Serika is just adorable with her kuudere personality.

I did some research and To Heart is actually an adult visual novel meaning that there are intercourse scenes in the game. The manga makes the story family friendly. It also got a sequel in To Heart 2 that follows a completely different story with a new cast of characters and the actual sequel to the first game, Remember My Memories. There’s also an anime adaptation too. You know what this means? I have to find the sequel manga and watch the anime after this.

If you have heard of To Heart, can you tell me how popular it was? If you have heard of the franchise in general, what are your thoughts?