#i'm actually pretty happy with how it turned out ☺️

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

The Daydream – John William Godward // The Tortured Poets Department – Taylor Swift

comparison with original album art

[love-belle]

i'm glad whenever i can share her laughter !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which they finally get their picture perfect ending that everyone was hoping for.

or

for when you have everything you ever wished for. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - this series is now officially done!!!! im soooo happy about how this turned out and i hope u enjoyed it as much as i did <33 thank u sm for reading, i love you <33

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-> yourusername u JUST left

-> landonorris CAN I COME OVER

-> yourusername ok

charles_leclerc mon ange 😘 ( my angel )

-> yourusername ❤️

charles_leclerc thank you for everything mon amour ( my love )

-> yourusername thank YOU for everything i love u sooooosososo bad

username i feel like such a proud parent it's INSANE

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charles_leclerc it should be noted that she asked for her "mamamamama" a few thousand times and now i'm taking her with me to where ever

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username MAMAMAMAMA PLEASE

username she's a mama's girl fr

username JULIE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

danielricciardo baby julie owns my heart

-> heidiberger_ mine too 🤍

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-> username PLEASE HE PULLED OUT THE RECEIPTS

-> username he's really done with everyone

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-> charles_leclerc can we exchange?

-> maxverstappen1 yes

-> kellypiquet no (you are more than welcome to leave baby j with us anytime ☺️)

-> yourusername no (I MISS P PLEASE COME OVER)

-> charles_leclerc ONE CHILD IS ENOUGH

-> maxverstappen1 exactly what he said

username i love watching charles realise that having a baby is SO much more than js buying cute clothes and playing with toys

-> yourusername i know he's so shocked

yourusername MY BABY 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

-> charles_leclerc she's coming with me

yourusername bring her back asap i wanna hug her

-> charles_leclerc oh so suddenly i'm not enough?

yourusername u didn't hear this from me but she couldn't sleep without her red ferrari plushie last week when u were in maranello

-> charles_leclerc so now you're making me cry. great.

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charles_leclerc i'm glad whenever i can share her laughter

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username WHY IS SHE GROWING UP SO FAST

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leclerc_pascale bébé ❤️❤️❤️ ( baby )

-> charles_leclerc she misses her grand-mère❤️ ( grandmother )

carlossainz55 please stop blasting slipping through my fingers. it's 3am.

-> charles_leclerc she pulled herself up today YOU DON'T GET IT

-> username oh this man's gonna be in shambles when she starts walking

landonorris time needs to stay still, thank you.

-> charles_leclerc exactly 💯

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-> charles_leclerc soon she'll be 10 years old and going to school and not wanting to hang out with me 🙁

yourusername STOP CRYING I CAN HEAR YOU FROM NEXT DOOR

-> charles_leclerc I'M NOT IT'S LANDO

-> landonorris I MISS BABY J

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-> charles_leclerc yes ❤️❤️❤️ let me just console lando and we'll join you

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[microcosmicheart]

A Message from Your Secret Admirer

*rubs hands together evilly because I'm nosy*

1 2 3 4

Pile 1

- It’s taking Forever to get your cards! - This person could be methodical in their thought or way of speaking - They want this shit to stay a secret 😭 - I feel like once I get the message some of you may know exactly who it is.

Hey. I feel like some rest would do you good. Get enough and a lot of it. Need to see your pretty face again soon, happy and healthy. How’s that thing going? The one you didn't tell me about, but I heard second hand? I know you'll do great. Also, a bit of personal info: I’ve been a bit stunted when it comes to relationships, something I’m workin’ on. But I’m making a comeback, all thanks to you. I'll be asking you out sometime soon, I’ve just gotta talk to you first 😭. See ya later,

- This person thinks you are SO attractive literally all of you. The way you think, how you dress, your smile! They got it for you BAD

Pile 2

- Just turned on Candy Pop by TWICE 😭 Read the lyrics! - Keep hearing bubblegum? Like the word. Like they’re “gummy” or “chewy” - This is my LGBTQ+ pile - They are not shy at ALL

Hey! So you remember how you came to our group asking for advice on something? I say go against the grain! You’ve played it safe your whole life and quite frankly so have the people in our group. There’s nothing a little looking and leaping won't fix! I'm getting the sense that one of the things you admire about me is my courage to be me? Guess what, I see the same thing in you! I understand that this'll be a big step for you, and I’d like to tell you to take your sweet time! Also, if you ask me, I'll say yes ☺️. Love you,

- TWICE and ITZY (kpop groups) may be very important to this person  - They also may love bunnies/rabbits - You also could actually be interested in this person

Pile 3

- Lowkey by NIKI - This person drinks - This person WILL be asking you out soon 😭 - They aren’t even gonna ask for much but they’re willing to give you their all (be kind!)

You want it? I got it. You need me? I’m THERE. Honest to god I’m tryna love you the way you deserve. You know I can make it happen, whatever it is. I’m bein so forreal. You ma ONE. Like dis is it. I gotchu forreal just let me show you.

- They are ON IT. - Honestly I’m not even seeing this as a secret, but I don't think you're understanding the extent of this person's love, hence the message. - Y'all's cards are amazing 😭 Like they are real life in love with you I hear them going “I’m sayin corny shit like I feel COMPLETE 😭” - Your heart is safe with them fr, have fun 💕

Pile 4

Literally getting not a damn thing outta this person they probably don’t speak often let alone to you 😭

Hey Love. I see you're still doing your best recovering from that *curseword in another language*. I still find you quite beautiful. This isn't what I’ve come to say though. I ask simply that each day you grow more and more selfish. I’d love to see you obsessed with yourself. A compact in your hand and gloss on your lips, ignoring those you don't wish to speak to. I wish to see you shine authentically, should you choose to, of course. I know you’ve got it in you. Love,

- Awwww - Their energy is so gentle and calm  - You guys could work in healthcare - They’ve got a fatass crush on you and are 100% certain you aren't going to ever find out.

[junowritings]

Hello ☺️💚

I hope I can request something, if they are closed please feel free to delete this 🌺🌺

I absolutely I adored your NRC amnesiac MC story with the dorms and would love to see more. It just hit all the tropes I love so much and adore.

Maybe with the rest of the dorms? As scenarios?? Or imagines?? (Honestly I’m a confused when it comes to those terms, so whichever is easier for you)

With pomefiore, ignihyde, and diasomnia? I feel like Vil is going to take one look at mc and go “okay, time to take care of another potato” but lovingly, ignihyde is going ortho is “I have another sibling” and gosh diasomnia is practically family and lilia is going “time to adopt another one 👏👏”

I just found the idea so so cute, but feel free to do whatever you want ☺️🌺

Right so first off I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I'M SO HAPPY YOU LIKED THE ORIGINAL ONE!!! Also thank you so much for all the kind comments that you leave on my post I see every single one and it still makes my day to re-read them!

But also GOD I love this idea too and I got way too carried away with this. There's a lot of TWST I gotta catch up on (haven't been able to start chapter 7 yet) so I had to work with what I've got in terms of knowledge of Diasomnia.

I hope this was well worth the wait~! (OG scenario here btw)

Pomefiore

♡ Time passes at Night Raven College, and life continues to move on, as it always has. It’s been months without a single shred of your memories resurfacing, and with no sign of anything returning anytime soon the attention has turned from your past, to your present. Your memory loss has become a simple fact of life at this point, a reality that you had to put on the back burner with everything else that had happened since your arrival and during the winter holidays. You’re thankful that the needless prodding seems to have died down by the time that students start returning back to the school and classes resume. Things return to the only sense of normalcy you’ve ever known, and you think you can get used to this without another incident.

♡ Until VDC happens.

♡ Ramshackle is the only place you have to call home, but even you can admit that it needs a lot of work. It’s a poor excuse for a building, considering the state that it had been left in far before anyone called it home. It at least had running water, and electricity, but compared to the other dorms and their meticulous upkeep by both students and staff, Ramshackle is most certainly the odd dorm out with only two members and a handful of ghosts to its name. And yet it’s the place that the headmaster deems an acceptable place to host the VDC group during their month ‘training camp’.

♡ It makes it easier knowing that you’re good friends with the majority of the group, having been through plenty before the training camp even started. In some weird way it’s kind of like a month-long sleepover with your friends and classmates, not unlike the times Kalim’s dragged you over to Scarabia for the night in the name of making fond memories. Still, you can’t help but feel cautious around the Pomfiore members you now have living under your roof, and how little you actually know about them.

♡ By this point, the fact that you’ve got no memories prior to ending up in Twisted Wonderland is pretty much common knowledge amongst the people who bother to keep tabs on you. And considering how Pomefiore’s got the likes of Rook, a skilled hunter who has a penchant for people watching anyone who catches his eye, you’ve got no doubts that they’re well aware of your circumstances.

♡That, and Crowley’s a loudmouth when it comes to his generosity about your ‘unfortunate situation’. That headmaster is really starting to test your patience…

♡ While Vil is strict, he’s by no means cruel, and is at least polite when you first allow them all into your home. He thankfully doesn’t pity you like you worried he would - you’ve had enough of the pitying looks some people give you when they think you’re not looking. Your lack of a past isn’t something you want to dwell on, Vil can see that clearly with how thoroughly you throw yourself into the training camp alongside your friends and new acquaintances. Not to mention that you act as a surprisingly good buffer between the members whenever tensions start to arise with the upcoming deadline. 

♡ It’s admirable really - a single minded little spudling if he’s ever seen one. You’ve got promise, if you keep up that resilient attitude, so Vil offers you no quarter in getting you just as involved in this little training excursion as the others are, if only to help you flourish with enough memories of this upcoming event to last you for a lifetime. 

♡ With that being said your thirst for knowledge isn’t to be underestimated, and once you find out that Vil’s pretty much a celebrity and acting prodigy you’re intrigued. Vil’s walking past the living room after the group’s come back from another day training at the ballroom and freezes once he hears his own voice coming through the door. Sure enough you’re lounging over the couch watching one of the more obscure movie titles Vil’s acted in on the phone Crowley ‘gifted’ you before winter break. There’s a blunt honesty when you praise his work once you notice you’ve got an audience. Sure, it’s praise he’s heard from adoring fans and critics more times than he could ever hope to recall, but it’s not something you’re saying just to try and get in his good books. When you offhandedly mention that he looks a little happier in the roles where he’s not the villain, noting that they suit him and that whatever world you’re from he’d probably be a big hit, you swear that he gets a bit smug, apparently pleased by whatever you’d said. You may not know all the ins and outs of this world yet, but Vil’s at least sure you’ve got taste. Which is why he turns a convenient blind eye at the treats you smuggle up to Grim and your room after he’s sure you swore to Ace and Deuce to follow along with their no-sweet regime.

♡ Rook is observant, and it’s hard for people not to feel like he’s prying a bit too much into their personal lives when they happen to gain the huntsman’s attention. Perhaps it’s because you’ve got a relatively blank slate, or that you’re so focused on forging ahead to whatever comes next that you’ll get involved at a moment’s notice. Whatever the quality it has piqued his interest, and from the moment that the camp starts he’s committing every little detail about you to memory. 

♡ You may not see it, but there’s so many details in the actions that you do and your daily routines that tell the story of who you are to whoever is diligent enough to listen. It’s in your mannerisms and the way you engage with everything around you, all easily missed to the untrained eye. It’s beautiful in its own way, and Rook is nothing if not an appreciator of that beauty. 

♡ Your homestead at Ramshackle is but another shining example of who you are as well. Having nothing but the clothes on your back and a basic understanding of how to function when you first arrived, it’s clear that you’ve made a concentrated effort to at least make the place liveable for you and Grim; not just as a shelter, but as a home. Because of course this is the only place you can call home, and Rook is sure to treat it with the respect such an important place deserves.

♡ Epel doesn’t really know what to make of you at first. You’re from a different world entirely, for one thing, and not having any kind of past beyond school makes him feel a bit awkward about interacting with you. According to Vil, Epel’s still rather rough around the edges, and when his emotions get the better of him he’s been known to put his foot in it and say something that comes off blunt and snappy. Plus, surely there was only so much the two of you could talk about that wasn’t VDC or school related, right?

♡ He’s proven wrong when that huge batch of apple juice from his nana back home is delivered to Ramshackle’s doorstep. All it takes is him mentioning to Kalim that his hometown is known for its apples, and before he can even elaborate your voice chimes in with a helpful “Oh,the village of Harvest, right?” that has Epel’s attention snapping over to you so quickly you think you’ve done something wrong.

♡How did you even know that? His hometown’s barely on the map to begin with, so it genuinely makes him freeze when you recognize it so quickly. The question bugs him until he’s able to ask you about it later, where he finds out just how much you’ve thrown yourself into learning about this world you’ve ended up in. You’re excited that someone’s finally asking you about stuff that you do know, and you pretty much end up talking poor Epel’s ear off for the rest of the evening, telling him all kinds of facts you’ve read up on regarding his hometown’s history and culture. Hell, you spout off a few facts that even he didn’t know about, and he doesn’t miss the proud grin on your face once you learn that.

♡Surprisingly, you want to hear more from Epel too. About the place he grew up, the people he grew up with - his family especially. You’ve had some time to process your own grief around your potential family and your life back home, and though there’s still a twinge of jealousy that sparks up on the bad days you don’t want it to hinder the people that you care about right now. And so you sit, and you listen, prodding him for as much information as he’s willing to give. He practically has to send a message to his nana there and then thanking her on your behalf for all the juice when you learn that she was the one kind enough to send them all over. It’s the only way to get you off of his back about it, but there’s no denying that it’s actually kind of nice having someone who’s genuinely curious about his upbringing, instead of snooping or looking down on it.

♡Even after VDC you’re surprised to find that Pomefiore’s promptly nestled itself into your life. With everything that took place before and after the group's performance it only made sense that they’ve bonded to their newest potato, just be prepared for what exactly that entails. Expect plenty of gifts in the form of the latest cosmetic brands and accessories to be delivered to Ramshackle (much to Grim’s disappointment because it’s not food.) You’ve even had yourself called all the way over to Pomefiore’s dorm only to come back with entire outfits just because you let slip once that Crowley’s budget for your dorm doesn’t cover enough to justify buying anything more than your uniform. 

♡ Those aren’t the only gifts you receive too. Often when you’re hanging out with the first year group Epel’s got one thing or another that his family back home has practically strong-armed him into giving to you. He’s talked about you to his folks a few times thanks to the whole apple incident, and Marja herself has made Epel remind you more than a couple times that you’re always welcome at the village of Harvest when the next school breaks come up. Did that embarrass Epel? Yes. Did it make him panic when you immediately teared up because of how touching it was? Also yes. 

♡ Pomefiore’s final gifts are small, but mean just as much. They also confuse the hell out of you because when did they even show up??? They’re specific things - things related to your hobbies like new books, CD’s, Movies of your favorite genre for you to enjoy (in case Crowley ever caves and gets you that TV on sale at Sam’s store that he’s been promising you for weeks now goddammit-). All placed somewhere that you’re sure to find them. These gifts are well thought out and honestly mean a lot once you realize who they’re from. Not to mention that there’s a folder with a beautiful decorated cover amongst these little surprises, a clear label reading ‘Memory book’ in very familiar handwriting. Thank god the mystery is solved once you find out Grim’s being bribed with tuna by a certain bob-cut huntsman to drop all these things off at Ramshackle (Grim was supposed to give them to you in hand, but he always gets too bored to do so before you get back from school.) So long as you come to terms with the fact that you’ve been pseudo-adopted into Pomfiore’s ranks by the end of it, it’s honestly kind of nice.

♡Just maybe don’t tell Vil that you may have accidentally made friends with his biggest rival on the day of the event because you ran into him backstage. Rook is certainly happy about it - Vil not so much.

Ignihyde

♡ Your friendship with the housewarden of Ignihyde can be rather prickly in light of everything that’s happened, especially after the events with S.T.Y.X. Before that your only real contact with the Shroud brothers was through Ortho, during your first run in at the audition waiting room. You didn’t hide your excitement once you learned that Idia had made the vocal synthesizer that Ortho was using for the VDC auditions, marveling about how cool it was and asking question after question about how he did it. Ortho is more than happy to answer each and every question you have and then some - especially once you learned Technomancy was a thing and just about lit up like a lightbulb. In fact Ace and Deuce basically have to strong arm you away from the conversation in the end because you’re gonna end up making them late for the damn audition. 

♡ You at least have the chance to call out to Ortho to tell his brother that he sounds awesome and his stuff is cool before the ballroom door shuts behind you. And that’s exactly what he tells Idia as soon as he’s back from the auditions. Idia thinks that you’re just pulling his leg and don’t actually mean any of the nice things that you say, and it takes Ortho insisting on playing it to him on his memory bank multiple times to prove just how genuinely nice and excited you sounded.

♡ Idia doesn’t really expect to hear anything from you after that, but hoo boy is he mistaken because once you’ve gotten in one of the Shroud boys’ good books the other one (reluctantly) follows. Not that he has much of a choice, because not even a couple of days after the auditions Idia’s getting added to a group chat with him, Ortho and you. It’s supposedly because you’d wanted to ask him a few more questions about his tech, and after Ortho had mentioned his brother probably wouldn’t like the face to face grilling, a group chat with the younger Shroud as the middleman was born. Grim sometimes forces his way into the conversation, but that usually involves him demanding you to write down the texts for him or slapping the nearest meme on your phone into the chat completely out of context.

♡Ortho has a lot of fun chatting with you because he shares your passion for learning things, and the two of you become thick as thieves over it before and after he officially becomes a student. He’s basically got the internet at his fingertips at all times, alongside a variety of other tools that basically make the younger Shroud brother a walking hub of information. You, for one, are absolutely living your best life because whatever odd subject has caught your attention, no matter the question you can always ask Ortho and he is more than happy to provide you whatever fun fact you’re looking for within a matter of moments. You get a bit quiet once he mentions the memories he was given during his creation, but that’s to be expected given the circumstances that you’re working with.

♡ At first, getting Idia to even pop up in the chat is like pulling on a gacha - you’ve got a good 2% chance of him actually interacting, though he does check in a lot more than you’d expect. With time however, and more than a little persistence on your part, you’ll find cracks in Idia’s defenses. He finds it easier to talk to people behind the safety of a screen, and it's not like you’re forcing him to interact with you so that at least gets you some brownie points. Granted, expect him to prod juuuuust a little bit if the topic of your memories come up in chat. He’s sure he hasn’t got enough of a bond rank with you yet

♡Things go up in the air when S.T.Y.X breaks into NRC.

♡ It was one thing having all of these people who you’d come to call friends suddenly stolen away, but losing Grim? The one who’s been your rock since you first showed up who’s been a part of every single memory you’ve made? If Rook wasn’t already planning to sneak out to find them you would have tore through their headquarters with your bare hands to get that damn tuna loving weird rock eating fluff ball back. Once you found out what S.T.Y.X actually had their hands in, especially considering the Lethe River system you were pissed. If you didn’t know for a fact that you were from another world entirely, and that the system operated to a very specific set of procedures for rewriting and erasing set memories, you would have thought that it had something to do with your own memory erasure. If that was the case you probably would have throttled the poor older Shroud; but because you know the truth, and the system itself is down for the next few centuries you settle for being absolutely livid about it. 

♡ It’s a sore spot, hitting a little too close to home knowing that there’s people out there who have had memories taken away from them or altered to protect S.T.Y.X’s existence. It’s nothing like your own situation, but you can’t help feeling angry for them. And on top of that, seeing all of those phantoms and knowing that they could have been your friends if you hadn’t been able to bring them back from their overblots? You may try to think of every memory being worth it, but you learn that some bad memories keep you up at night for days after you’re all finally home.

♡ Your friendship with the brothers is tentatively built back up after this, but it takes a bit of work. Idia’s convinced that you’re never going to want anything to do with either of them again after all that’s happened. So convinced that he nearly has a heart attack when you reach out into the group chat once you’ve had time to process things and recover.

♡ Gonna be honest, the wonderlink he gets for you and Grim becomes a huge olive branch once you’re settled back at Ramshackle. Your determination to make memories alongside not having a clue how the gaming system works leads to you either calling Idia over the phone or actually wrangling him into coming over to play with you. Whether by accident or purpose most of the games you purchased on the system he gave you are multiplayer and you insist that there’s absolutely no way just the two of you can place and that you need a gaming expert. Of course Idia sees through your poorly veiled attempts to get him to socialize, but you must have pulled some cheat code because you somehow manage to get him over to play with you two. Just be ready to have more than a few memories of losing - he’s a gaming pro for a reason, after all.

Diasomnia

♡ You’ve firmly wormed your way into the Diasomnia circle from the moment that you first encountered Malleus, whether you realize it at first or not. 

♡ Mallues may not be the most intimately involved in the school's affairs or gossip, but even he’s heard talk of the prefect from another world with neither magic nor memories to their name. The lack of magical aptitude wasn’t anything to bat an eye at, though it was unfortunate given your current enrollment at one of the top arcane colleges in the world. But to have no recollections of your life prior to enrolling? In a place where no one can recognize you or give you the answers that you’re looking for? Truly, an unfortunate set of circumstances you’ve been dealt.

♡ He did not expect to cross paths with this infamous prefect on Ramshackle’s grounds not long after word of them popped up. The old bones of the place were a comfort to Malleus on many nightly walks; when he finds out that it’s no longer as abandoned as he first thought he’s sour at the knowledge that he’ll have to find another place to pass his time in peace. The last thing that Malleus expects is you being bold enough not only to approach him, but to greet him so casually as you none too subtly try to pry into what he’s doing walking around your dorm grounds. 

♡ Perhaps you’ve lost more than just your memories, as there’s not even a shred of trepidation or cautiousness as you so boldly interact with the fae. Not only that but you listen, looking up at him not with the nervousness or even fear that he’s seen in the faces of most of NRC’s students, but with curiosity. You’re a stranger to this world, so you don’t yet know the name Malleus Draconia, nor the face the name is tied to. For once your lack of knowledge works to someone’s benefit, and an unusual bond is formed.

♡ Your friendship with Malleus is an interesting exchange - you provide him company and idle conversation whenever he spirits away to Ramshackle; and he provides you company in turn, as well as a willing ear for you to confide in. Sure, your friends have told you that you can talk to them about your problems, but for some reason you’re able to open up easily to Mal. Maybe it’s because of just how little you know about him, right down to his very name - he’s just as much of a blank slate to you as yourself. So you find yourself sharing your worries about where you came from, or the life you lived before this, or the general distress of not knowing the first thing to do about getting your memory back. 

♡ Even after all these months it still weighs heavily on you, Malleus can see it in the tired expression that wears on your face when you recall all the things you’ve done to bring back even a shred of your old identity until your head’s pounding and your eyes ache. He hates seeing you troubling yourself over it, and more than once he’s found himself flickering through old books and tomes that haven’t been touched in centuries back home with the small hope to relieve some of that burden from your mind.

♡ On a happier note, Malleus will quite happily fill you in on subjects that peak your interest. He may have lived a fairly isolated life up until his enrollment here, but even what he does know about NRC and the world outside of it he’ll share with you, if only to see the way your expression lights up in wonder hearing everything he has to share.

♡ This dynamic changes very little, aside from the fact that now that you know his true identity these interactions are no longer purely one sided in the sense that you don’t have to wait around for him to just magically appear like you have been for months. Now he’s the one being surprised by your presence when you come knocking on Diasomnia’s doors looking to hang out. Surprising, but it honestly makes the young Draconia’s day having you march through his dorm’s halls wanting to spend time with him, encouraging him to talk about his day and asking how Roaring Drago is doing as you do so. 

♡ It’s an unusual feeling, having someone’s undivided attention simply because they enjoy your company, and that you leave such an impressionable impact on their memory. Your memory is a precious commodity considering your unique circumstances, and Malleus realizes that he wants to be in as many fond memories as you’ll allow him to.

♡ Though he has to admit, Malleus can’t shake the conflict that dwells in his chest whenever the topic of your home world comes up. Perhaps it’s just in your nature to yearn for something you’ve never known, but he wonders if you’re thinking about it because your worried about your ties to this world. He hopes that once you realize the life that you’re building here, and the memories that you’re making with him and your friends will be enough to convince you to stay. But that day is far away, and so he pushes it to the back of his mind in favor of enjoying the time spent with his closest friend, for however long it lasts…

♡Lilia, catches onto the friendship you’ve got with Malleus quickly, because of course there’s no hiding how much happier Malleus has become. You’re an interesting case yourself, being able to tackle most of the problems that Ramshackle has to offer you and come out the other side as unscathed as you can be. That coupled with the increased amount of time you begin spending around Daisomnia and its students is more than enough reason to catch this guy’s attention. He learns about your memory loss early on, especially considering that it’s pretty much the talk of the school once the information drops. He won’t prod you about it like some of the younger students might, however; he’s been on this earth long enough to recognize a sore subject when he sees one. 

♡ And so he sets about learning things about you in the present rather than the past. Your likes, dislikes, favorite foods, how easily shocked you get when he tries one of his infamous surprise appearances. Lilia’s very easygoing so it’s rather easy to get along with him, not to mention being a dad he’s got the comforting parental presence down pat when he wants to use it. He’s an easy person to let your guard down around, and admit things you usually wouldn’t. Maybe that’s why you end up talking to him about the what-if’s of your previous life.

♡ It’s a moment of weakness, you let one of your idle thoughts about your family back home slip, asking aloud if there’s anyone there to actually miss you. Lilia doesn’t miss the somber chuckle as you admit that you’re a little jealous - Sebek has his parents, and Silver has Lilia. You want a family like that. You try to lighten the mood by jokingly asking why someone can’t whisk you away into their family already, thinking about that time Kalim very nearly got you adopted into his family once he learned of your memory loss. You don’t expect an answer, much less for the moment to suddenly be broken as the fae pats your head ruffling your hair. No doubt he’s made your hair a mess by the action, but you’re more focused on the grin Lilia gives you when he mentions always wanting a big family - he’s sure Silver wouldn’t mind having a new sibling!

♡Unrelated but Lilia loves sharing old stories with you. Some of the things he shares you vaguely recall reading about in some history books at the library; some of those books were so old you have to wrack your brain trying to do the mental gymnastics to figure out exactly how old he is. He is thoroughly entertained seeing the mild existential crisis inducing cogs turning in your head as he continues his tales, waiting for you to inevitably jump into the story to prod him for more information. Just wait until Malleus shows you that one textbook that’s got Lilia’s portrait in; Lilia doesn’t hear the end of it when you come flying into his room mid game with the textbook in hand demanding to know how the hell he looks the same in a portrait taken centuries ago and waiting like a stubborn child next to his chair as he finishes the raid he’s working through with Gloomurai.

♡ Maybe if you weren’t so desperate for answers, you would have noticed that his friend’s gamer tag looks kinda familiar…

♡ Offered to cook you your favorite dish once. You thought it was a nice gesture, until Sebek and Silver made a joint effort to wrangle you away from the scene, basically pleading with Lilia to please not step foot into the kitchen. That’s probably one thing you’re better off not learning about…

♡ When Sebek first runs into you at NRC, he almost fools himself into thinking that you’re playing up the amnesia for some unforeseen gain. He’s not the first student to have had their doubts, and honestly you can’t entirely blame him for just how weird ‘complete memory loss aside from remembering basic functions and muscle memory’ sounds even without the whole context of this being a world governed by magic. However, what makes Sebek different is that he approaches the subject about as delicately as a falling brick. You’re only half listening as he’s demanding answers for things you don’t even know yourself, already fed up with the whole rigmarole of people throwing questions about your amnesia at you.

♡There’s only so much you can hear about memories this, hiding that before you snap back, hissing out that you’d give just about anything for it to be a lie rather than spending every night guessing where you’ve come from and who you’ve left behind while he’s got the luxury of knowing the kind of life he’s lived before this damn school. That shuts him up faster than you’ve ever seen, jaw snapping closed so hard you swear you hear his teeth click together as you turn heel and generate as much distance between the two of you as possible. 

♡ He feels guilty afterwards; Sebek may be a bit of a livewire but even he knows when he’s taken things a bit too far, and it’s clear to see his prying has left you feeling more than a little bitter towards him. Thankfully team dad Lilia is right there to offer advice on smoothing things over in a way that doesn’t result in things looping back around to the original argument. It takes a little while to come to terms with the fact that Sebek genuinely didn’t mean any malice in his prodding; with him on a determined path to become a knight worthy to protect Malleus he wants to know that he can trust you before allowing any kind of potential friendship to form. The way that he went about it however was blunt and came off way ruder than intended; that’s something you can both agree on when he bellows out an apology in the middle of the damn hallway when you cross paths the next day.

♡ He comes to respect how diligently you work despite your initial setbacks coming to Twisted Wonderland with such limited knowledge. What he once thought was an attempt to pry into things for malicious gain he finds is actually just a desire to understand the world around you and the people who inhabit it. Sebek has relayed his respect to you before, in his own way, and thankfully you’ve spent enough time around him to know that he genuinely means every word of it. 

♡ Will actively spur on your thirst for knowledge. The first time he lent you a book because he thought the material would give you something to think about, he fully expected it to be weeks before you’d finished. Cut to the next night and you’re unceremoniously dropping that same book onto his bedroom desk, sitting down next to him as you exclaim how cool the book was and your favorite highlights. 

♡ Of course Sebek quizzes you about it, but when it’s clear you’ve actually taken an interest in the book he’s given you expect to be walking home that night with a new pile of them to pour over to your heart's content. He’s got his own passion for books, and the pair of you bond over this shared activity a lot more than people realize. Lilia almost can’t believe his eyes how quickly Sebek’s hot-blooded attitude simmers down into something more tempered whenever you come over to gush about the latest book he’s recommended to you.

♡You made a joke once about being adopted by Sebek’s parents while he was on call back home, if only to get a laugh out of the smoldering glare he shot you from the other side of the couch. That laugh however breaks out into a full on cackle hearing his parents actually agreeing with you as you shuffle across the couch and pluck the phone from Sebek’s hands while he’s frozen in shock. His mom is thrilled; Sebek, decidedly, is not, as a pillow from the couch goes sailing across the room as you flee from the scene, disappearing into Daisomnia’s halls with Sebek’s phone to tell your second adopted family all about how he’s been making them proud at NRC.

♡ Silver doesn’t miss the signs that you’ve essentially been pseudo-adopted by his father and the other Diasomnia members, though he doesn’t know that you haven’t clocked onto it yet. Considering how Malleus considers you a close confidant, Lilia is basically treating you like another one of his children, and Sebek seems to actually enjoy having you around it’s easy to think that you’ve noticed just how much everyone cares for you. And of course you care for them in return; more than once you’ve stopped by during Silver and Sebek’s training with something from the cafeteria, or you’ve brought the oddest little things you’ve found at Sam’s shop to show off how cool they are (all of which he’s pretty sure he’s seen scattered around Malleus’ room whenever you bring a new item to the dorm.)

♡ You’re quickly becoming such an integral part of Diasomnia’s life that it’s getting harder to imagine a time without you here, and these guys have become all you’ve ever known in the same way. So it’s shocking to Silver when one of the other students mentions that you’ve basically been adopted into the dorm - you’re there so much you’re practically family anyway - and he sees your reaction. You freeze, jaw slack as you process what you’ve just heard. You hardly even notice Grim swiping the sandwich Silver brought you for lunch in your shock, instead glancing up at the Diasomnia boy as if to confirm what you just heard

♡ When he gives you a confused look in return and asks why you’re so shocked since they’re right he practically watches you go through several stages of emotions, right before you’re grabbing him by the lapel of his uniform and guide him to follow you as you bolt over to Crowley’s office. The poor headmaster doesn’t hear the end of your demanding for Grim and yourself to be made honorary Diasomnia members after this. If they’re adopting you, then by the seven you’re getting it in writing from the bird man himself.

♡ Silver mentions once that he wouldn’t mind if you really were adopted into the family. It’s right as he’s on the cusp of another one of his naps, leaning up against your shoulder when he lets slip that he’d be proud to have a sibling like you without thinking anything of it - because of course it’s true, it's just a thought he hasn’t voiced out loud before. Cut to Lilia coming in a minute or two later to check in only to find his son conked out on your shoulder while you’re a blubbering mess over the fact that someone genuinely wants you as part of their family. Lilia feels only marginally bad when he reaffirms the sentiment, him casually throwing out that he already sees you as Silver’s little sibling resulting in you crying harder.

[yourdailyangel]

Im lovin the nicknames for astarion so I had a req

How would he be if tav wanted a child? Bio or not doesn't matter

Aww so cute anon! I hope you like it! Let me know!

(TW: this mentions pregnancy/Children if you do not agree or is uncomfortable with this please DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!!)

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It was a quiet night in the city not much has gone on during the day so everyone was very relaxed actually!

You and astarion are in your own room away from the crowd of people that's gathering downstairs in the inn.

It's a pretty inn actually! Of course it is astarion picked it!

You were quietly reading a nursery book in a cozy corner of the room, you don't know why but you thought hard and long about having a family and you wanted at least one child.

So you with a soft flap of the pages in the book closing as the hit together you walk over to astarion who is pondering while looking out the candle lit window.

"Yes my little love?" He had a soft gentle smile on his face as he turned to you, welcoming you into his embrace.

As you found yourself in his arms you felt so safe and you were! Astarion would burn millions of worlds if it kept you safe and happy, so you thought about how to bring it up to him. So you decided to just blurt it out.

"I want a baby" you said softly but loud.

"W-what?" Astarion doesn't stutter much I mean it takes a lot to get him to that point.

So you repeated "I want a baby"

You looked up at him, his eyes a bit wide with the shock but also gentle.

"A baby?" He paused his brows furrowed down a bit as he gets lost in thought for a bit.

eventually he comes back to reality and softly says "Me? A father?"

It's not like he's never thought of but after everything he's been through he tossed those things away. But after you explained your feelings about it and your reasoning he paused again "If .. that is what you want my love''

(Fast forward a bit I'm gonna throw in some head canons for you anon!❤️☺️)

Of course astarion doesn't mind if your child is biological or not!

He just wants them happy and healthy!

If your child is biological astarion is VERYYYYY protective of you during the whole pregnancy!

He attends to your every need (even more so)

You WILL have the best medical care gold can buy!

During the labor he does get nervous he knows anything can happen so he doesn't wish to leave your side!

After the birth again he will be nervous to actually hold the baby but just give him a bit of encouragement and he'll be okay!

If your child is adopted he's pretty much the same just minus the pregnancy part!

Your child will be the star in his eye!

He's also very protective of your child as well

Obviously they WILL be spoiled but respectful

He will always listen to their concerns and worries and if he needs extra guidance on the matter he will seek you out!

If the child has a nightmare well move over y/n because they will be sleeping with you both right in middle!

Astarion is a great father! He even shocked himself of how much he adores fatherhood!

It's a 10/10!!

[ghostofskywalker]

Hello Ghost!!!!

So good to see you around ☺️ truthfully I haven't been on Tumblr too much lately either due to .... Shall we say.... complications in life? To put it mildly :D just a small bit...I've had a lot of angst lately and illness I can't quite kick :D but I saw your winter ficlet fun and I'd love to join!!! I can't wait to see everything you'll come up with! I love your stories!

Can I request something with Hunter? Maybe some angsty holiday fun or misunderstandings or whatever XD with a happy ending? (There has to be a happy ending right? Because that's what hope is for? :D forgive the rambling of a sick woman :D) thanks in advance!

i hope you're doing okay now, i'm sending love your way <3 hopefully this is fluffy and hopeful enough for you!

words: 980

summary: After taking a chance and doing something brave, the batch has to leave on a mission. When Hunter comes back, the two of you finally get some time to talk.

What Feels Like Forever

clone troopers masterlist || request a winter ficlet

The longer you waited, the harder it was to get up and return to your regular duties. From a logical standpoint, sitting in the corner booth and staring at the door of the cantina was a useless endeavor, and it was doing no favors for your emotional state. You began to find yourself wrapped up in worries about the peril the Bad Batch was probably facing right now, and a pesky little thought about their fate (that you didn’t really want to contend with right now) took hold for a second in your brain. 

You had managed to momentarily distract yourself a few times, usually when a customer came through the door wanting a drink, but it was quieter than usual in here. Maybe it was the upcoming life day celebration, but the clientele of this establishment had (unknowingly) abandoned you when you needed them the most. But as much as you wanted to, there was nothing you could do to push those terrifying thoughts out of your head, because of what had happened before the squad had left. 

“Can I talk to you?” Hunter’s eyes moved towards yours, and you couldn’t help but admire how pretty his hair looked right now.

“Of course,” he said, stepping away from his brothers as they loaded up the ship with the necessary supplies for the mission. “What’s up?” 

Even though you were now faced with the perfect opportunity to admit your feelings, you still couldn’t do it. “I just wanted to wish you all good luck,” was what you said instead, internally sighing at the way you chickened out. 

Hunter smiled warmly at your words, nodding, “Thank you, we’re going to need all the luck we can get,” he said. “This is going to be a tough one.” 

This was not what you wanted to hear. “Oh,” you said. “Do you think you’ll be home by life day?” 

“I’m not sure. Tech wouldn’t say anything about the predicted outcome.” 

Your heart sank in your chest, and you spoke in a voice much brighter than you actually felt. “Well, we can celebrate with you all when you return!”

He nodded. “Yeah, that would be nice.” 

One of the others called his name from inside the ship, and the former Sergeant turned to move away from you. You considered the implications of his words, understanding the heartbreaking truth that every time they left on that ship they were taking a pretty big risk, and this particular one was steeper than most. 

Oh kriff it. 

You reached out to grab his hand, rushing towards him as he turned back to face you. You leaned in and placed a quick kiss on his lips, but that moment of bravery was gone just as quick as it arrived. 

You didn’t see the look on his face as you turned tail and sprinted away, wondering why you would do something so stupid. 

You wanted them to come back, but the sight of the Batch walking through the door would also mean that you would have to talk to Hunter, because he didn’t seem like the type to let something like that go. Hopefully you would be able to say something about how you weren’t thinking and you could still remain friends. Of course there was the small but persistent hope that he would feel the same way, but you tried not to put too much stock in that fantasy. 

Besides, Life Day was tomorrow, and there was still no word about when this mission would be over. There was no use acting like this, at least not until you had a little more of an idea about what was going on. 

You had finally gotten up from where you’d spent most of the day moping, and you were about to walk into Cid’s office (to ask her if you could just go home for the day) when you heard the door to the cantina open, and you watched five familiar figures step inside. 

All you could do was stare as Echo, Tech, Omega, and Wrecker walked by you, clearly heading towards your employer’s office. Hunter was the only one who had taken off his helmet, and you braced yourself for the reception of a harsh truth. There was no way he’d forgotten about everything, right? No, you weren’t that lucky.

Instead, you were wrapped up in the arms of plastoid armor, and before you could really register what was happening, Hunter’s lips were on yours, but this time things lasted a lot longer (and you certainly weren't complaining. 

“What-” you started to sputter when the two of you finally broke apart. 

“That was something I should have done before I left,” he said, a look in his eyes you never wanted to forget. 

“But I ran away from you.” 

“And I could have caught up,” he said with a smile. “But I was nervous about the mission and it took me by surprise, so I just stood there.”

“I shouldn’t have done-”

This time it was the look in his eyes (rather than his words) that stopped you from finishing your sentence. “If you hadn’t, we might still be on that mission right now,” he said. 

“What?” 

“I was so desperate to get back here and kiss you for real, I pushed the squad to get this thing done as quick as we could handle,” he said. “They hated me for some time, but once I explained, I think they understand my reasons - I wanted to get back here for Life Day, for you.”

Not knowing what to say, you just leaned in to kiss him again, and that continued until the rest of his family returned from Cid’s office. Teasing comments were made, but you barely even paid attention to them. 

You couldn’t be happier, and there wasn’t a thing in the galaxy that could change that.

- the end -

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

what relationship headcanons do you think gavi would have ?

I'm not english and being honest, the way, you, my dear anon, asked me this, made me wonder a bit... But I got your point and this is it☺️

Gavi Dating

Ok, we have to have clear something.

I feel like when Gavi falls in love... He falls hard

So he's ready to do everything for his partners happiness and well being

Love language is definitely touching

Hand holding, arm around the shoulder pulling her close to him, hand on her thigh

Neither much nor little

Isn't the type of going out so much, rather stays in

Either just him and his partner or with family or friends

I also feel like, yes, the first thing Gavi would be attracted to would be his partners outside beauty

But eventually after getting to know her better, he would be head over heels for other aspects of her

He probably would fall even before starting the relationship

Would talk about her to his parents and teammates a lot

He would also surprise her with flowers randomly, getting her a nice present or anything. He would like to spoil his partner

Because he feels like she deserves it

If his partner doesn't know how to cook, then he would try his best and learn for the two of them.

You can't always eat junky food, even if you want to

But if his partner does know how to cook, he would annoy her by stealing some food, distracting her while frying something or something among the lines

I feel like he would love first, but won't actually say it first

He can be everything but he can get also nervous

And that would be one of those times

Although he says it

He also shows it

Sends good morning, good evening, through-the-day and good night texts

He would always think of his partner

If she has a drivers licence

He's the passenger princess

Until he gets his, then its his partners turn to be passenger princess

And sometimes rotating to both be passenger princesses

He would love to gossip with his partner

About everything and everyone

If his partner is Latina, he wouldn't have any problem speaking Spanish all day and teaching some Spaniard slang

If she's Spaniard then ¡Hostia tía, joder!

If she's European/American he would love to teach her some Spanish words and would learn her language

He wouldn't like the fact, his girl is too pretty and attracts every male's attention

If she's stressed he would do a spa-day care for the two of them

He would let himself be babied by his girl too

He would be her best friend, partner in crime and lover

All in one

And he would be the best

°°° °°° °°° °°°

Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride

[finniestoncrane]

hello my dearest most darlingest finnie!! 💕💕

first, HUGE congratulations on 2k! you absolutely deserve it and I am so happy to be counted amongst your followers 🥰🥰

second, the concept and visuals for your 2k celebration are soooooo fun and well-thought out!! like yes please I would love to go to the movies! u.u

third, I do have a request to make for your celebration, if I may ☺️ could I snag a couple front row tickets for my date with farrell!penguin? we'll be seeing the romantic comedy! oh and could we also grab a hotdog 🌭, some frozen yogurt 🍧, and a rainbow cookie 🌈?

of course feel free to make any changes/adjustments that you'd like! 💕💕 I trust your genius completely u.u

but anyway, huge congrats again on the milestone! I hope you get a lot of fun requests! 🥰💕☺️💖

also I know I'm usually here as peng-anon, but I decided to show up to the movie theatre sans disguise today lmao

eeeeeee thank you charlotte!! you are such a sweet friend ;-; also i am pretty pleased with the little cinema theme, even if those lights on the marquee are wonky and took what felt like a year of my life to do lmao 💚🩷 cw: fluff fluff fluff, clumsy kisses 🔞minors dni🔞 send a request • masterlist • kofi link • tag: finnie2k (to follow or to block)

Oswald took the time to give the staff at his club personal employee evaluations. Part of his ethics, remaining in touch with the people, keeping the business running smoothly. Anything to not be like Falcone.

Most of your colleagues were nervous, and that was understandable. Oswald Cobblepot was a formidable man, and to have him sitting in front of you in his office as he critiqued your work was enough to have inspired three panic attacks in various staff members already.

You were nervous too, but for slightly different reasons. You actually hoped he would critique you, offer you room for improvement. Because if he was nice to you, it would only serve to make the little crush you'd developed on him even stronger.

Unluckily, sort of, your entire hour had been filled with praise and kindness. Oswald had nothing bad to say about you, and was instead lavishing you with kindness and flattery.

"Trust me, sweetheart. You're doing a great job, I wouldn't keep you on staff if you weren't."

It couldn't hold out any longer. Your body had to give in, and the first thing to go was your face. Your lips curled into a goofy smile, cheeks flushing warm and red. When you felt the heat, you tried to cover them, noticing that Oswald was chuckling.

"I'm so sorry, Mr Cobblepot!"

"What are you sorry for?"

"For blushing like a school girl, just because you were nice to me!"

"Oh, don't apologise, I think it's adorable."

It would have sounded patronising from anyone but him, but you could tell it was genuine, and the way he followed the words with a soft smile made you melt even further.

"It's just... it's so silly to get this flustered over you, like I have a chance. Like you'd ever feel any kind of way about me, it's just so..."

Oswald reached over the table, placing a hand on your cheek and silencing you completely as you gazed at him, wide-eyed. Unsure of what to do, you stood up and thanked him for his time, still blushing, now worried that you were overstepping some boundaries by letting slip how you felt.

He followed you to the door, holding the handle to open it for you, but before that, he leaned in, making an attempt to kiss your cheek. But you shrunk away, unsure of whether he meant to kiss you, and his lips slipped and met your chin instead.

"Mr Cobblepot, I'm... so sorry."

"No, no, I got the wrong idea. Shouldn't have done that... Sorry, sweetheart."

Bravery sparked up. You couldn't miss this opportunity.

"Oh no! It's ok, it was my fault... uh... you could try the other cheek. Second chance?"

He smiled, a grateful grin as he leaned in once more.

"Very classy... A bit European... and I'm not about to turn down the offer."

You turned your face, presenting your cheek to him, feeling the rest of your body fill with warmth as he placed a kiss on your skin.

[1800naveen]

Anyone got any Illyrian or Hewn city ocs?

I got one for each and I'm giving them angst all around (I mean, have you seen where they were born?) LOVE ANGST

Isolde:

Illyrian female

She's 90 years old

She fights to make Illyria a better place but no one takes her seriously

Got her wings clipped at 18 and later on ripped them off because there's no point in keeping them, had a nasty scar on her back.

She ended up giving up on this dream of hers and Illyria, moving to the spring court

She lives in a cave that she designed to her liking (get it?)

She has good parents who do their best to protect her. (might have to give them names later)

Hates Rhysand for not helping the women that suffer at the hands of men, leaving them to be crippled and used as broodmares.

Just like many Illyrians, she doesn't accept Rhysand as her high lord. Not the biggest fan of Feyre either. (Feyre using Illyrian wings even though she's aware the women get clipped: ☺️)

After her first week in the spring court, she asked Tamlin if he could possibly heal her back of her wounds where she tore off her wings and possibly grow her wings back when she found out of his healing and shapeshifting powers.

He does actually heal her wounds but for the wings part, he accidentally gave her dragon wings. Also the ability to shapeshift into a dragon. He was going to change it but Isolde stopped him. That was the moment when she accepted Tamlin as her high lord.

Personality wise, she's chilling most of the time and keeps to herself by resting in her cave.

She plans on getting her revenge for what happened to her and other Illyrian women (she may or may not slowly go mad with vengeance clouding her judgement)

Tamlin doesn't want her going back to Illyria in fear that she'll carry out her revenge plan.

What is her revenge plan? I don't know, can't think of something. But know that most of Illyria won't be safe (gonna turn her into a war criminal)

She's for the ladies.

Yara Nisa-Mortimer

Yara- small butterfly or lady of the waters (for this, it means lady of the waters). Nisa- has a few meanings but one of them is night. Mortimer- dead sea.

118 years old.

Was born in Hewn City as an only child to her parents, Nila Misa and Carys Mortimer. They're good people (I know, shocking)

Has great swordsmanship, great with knives and daggers, and spying. When you live in Hewn city, you need to know a few things in order to survive.

When she was 20, Rhysand came to pay a visit and while he was busy, she successfully snuck out of Hewn city, now free.

She also found out about the existence of Velaris and everything that goes on there. She was not happy at all.

Took her a week to reach the spring court as she would spend a day in each court for rest and food. By the time she made it, she looked like hell.

She didn't have enough strength and passed out but luckily, Tamlin was nearby and took her in.

She lives in a black cottage. She also chills in rivers or lakes in her "mermaid" form.

Aromantic asexual because the way men treated women down there terrified her and considering how women can get sold off, that was the deal breaker.

Here's how I imagined them since I can't draw for shit! Found the pictures all on Pinterest.

Yara:

dark sea nymph vibesss. THIS ART IS SO PRETTY (couldn't find credits for it)!

Isolde:

Yuhh. (The watermark I think is near the cloak on the right side but I can't make it out.)

[final-fantasy-imagines]

Hi!! I hope you doing well :), May I make a request for Reno x Reader? I wanted see what it be like for Reno and reader meeting on Valentine’s Day! Like he’s kinda mad he doesn’t have a date and she’s just hanging out trying to find something to do, and then they run into each other and just hang out with each other! By the end of the day they say they wanna hang out again and their like “I’m in love” behind close doors 😖 I’m so sorry that was a lot but I thought it would be cute ☺️

Hey there! <3 I'm doing pretty good, thank you. And thank you for your request, too! I know this doesn't match your idea perfectly but I hope you like it nevertheless. Happy Valentine's Day, dear anon! :)

Pairing: Reno x gn!reader

Unexpectedly – Reno x gn!reader

The sun has already started to set when Reno leaves the Shinra Building. The streets of Midgar are crowded, even more so than usual, and everywhere he looks, he sees couples - couples that are chattering about who knows what, couples with happy faces, with flowers and little gifts, couples who are shamelessly making out in a dimly lit corner, thinking that no one will notice them when everyone who's passing by can, in fact, see them.

Reno wants to roll his eyes and tell them that they should just get a room but at the last second, he stops himself. It's not their fault he's angry and upset and annoyed for reasons he doesn't even know. So instead of snapping at some random strangers, he stares down at the road and tells himself to calm down. It's Valentine's Day - of course there will be couples everywhere, and of course, they will kiss and giggle and enjoy their time together. He has no right to take his anger out on them, no matter how much he wants to.

As he continues to aimlessly wander around the city, Reno wonders if there's something more frustrating than working on Valentine's Day. And then he remembers that he doesn't have a date this year, and he figures that yes, that's a lot worse than work. It's not that he's usually bothered by being single - actually, it can be quite nice, especially with a crazy schedule like his - but on some days, he thinks it just would be great to have someone to come home to after a long shift. Someone who just gets it. 

And today is one of these days.

Maybe that's why the couples annoy him so much. Because he secretly envies them, although he'd rather bite his tongue off than actually admit that. He's a Turk, damit, and he doesn't need anyone else to be happy. He's perfectly capable of being alone.

Except that he doesn't want to be alone. Not today, at least.

He curses under his breath and kicks an innocent pebble out of his way. He hates feeling like this. It makes him look weak, pathetic even - and Reno might be a lot of things but weak and pathetic certainly aren't one of them.

And then, someone bumps into him.

*

You're not paying much attention to your surroundings as you rush through the familiar streets of Sector 8, and so it’s probably completely your fault that you just crashed into another person. A young man, with red hair and stunning turquoise eyes, who stares at you like he’s about to stab you, to be more precise. 

“Whoops,” you say quickly, taking a step back and holding your hands up, although you’re well aware that a simple gesture like that isn’t enough to shield you from the annoyance in his eyes, “I’m sorry.”

He opens his mouth, probably to snap at you but then he just sighs and, a lot calmer than you expected, says, “It’s fine. No need to apologize.”

That should be it, right? What’s more to say then “I’m sorry” when you bump into someone? 

You have absolutely no reason to stay here any longer, and yet, you don’t move. (You’re glad no one asks you for a reason because you honestly couldn’t tell them. It just feels wrong to just turn around and leave.)

“Sorry,” you say again. 

“I already told you that you don’t have to apologize.”

“Right.”

The situation is more than awkward, you’re painfully aware of that. Still, you don’t leave. 

“I should be the one to apologize,” the man suddenly says, and an almost sheepish grin flashes over his face when you dart a glance at him, surprised, “I scared you, no? You looked at me like you were afraid I was going to murder you or something.”

“Well, to my defense, you had a very murderous expression in your eyes,” you reply, only half-joking. What on earth is going on here? Just a minute ago, his anger has been almost palpable, and now he’s trying to quip? 

“Rough day at work.” He shrugs. 

“Ah. And instead of taking that out on your significant other, you picked a random stranger. I have to say, on a day like this, that’s kinda smart.”

It’s supposed to be a harmless joke but the way his eyes darken at your words makes it very clear that he’s not too amused about your comment. “It might actually surprise you – and I honestly don’t even know why I should tell you this – but I don’t have a significant other.” 

Oops. Sounds like you struck a nerve there. 

“Oh. Yeah, that’s actually really hard to believe,” you say with a nervous laugh, trying to save what still can be saved. “I mean, you seem like an amazing person and everything.”

“So, after almost knocking me down, now you trying to flirt with me, sweetheart?”

“Huh?” You’re going to get whiplash from the changes in his behavior, you’re sure. “Definitely not. I don’t even know your name.”

“Reno,” he says and winks at you. “The name’s Reno.” When you don’t reply (you’re still way too confused and taken aback by his suddenly so gleeful and flirty demeanor), he adds, “How about you, sweetheart?”

“If you call me sweetheart one more time I will rip your vocal cords out.” It’s the first thing that comes to your mind, and the words are already out before you can stop them, but Reno just laughs, clearly not impressed by your violent threat. “You know what, I’d love to see you try,” he replies, voice low and smooth like honey, “sweetheart.”

You’re going to punch him if he continues to talk to you like that, you swear. But at the same time, you think that it would be a shame to harm a pretty face like his.

Wait. Did you just think of him as pretty? 

But then again, who could blame you? He really is handsome (and you’re sure he knows it), although you’d rather bite your tongue off than actually admit that. And a part of you really wants to swipe that smug grin off his face. 

“I hate you,” is all you eventually manage to get out, and Reno’s grin widens. “You know you don’t. Why else would you still be here with me, hm?”

“Out of pity, of course,” you say, quick like a shot. “It’s Valentine’s Day and you poor thing don’t have a date.”

Reno laughs. “Okay, you got me there. Point for you.”

You can’t help but join in his laughter. It’s contagious – and, although it’s probably really stupid to think that – a part of you is proud for making him laugh. Especially since he has been in such a bad mood when you bumped into him. It’s a good thing that you managed to cheer him up, right?

“Come on,” he then says, offering you his arm like the gentleman he most certainly isn’t, “let me buy you a drink. As an apology for scaring you earlier, I mean. We can’t stay out here the whole night, can we?”

“Oh, we could. But a drink doesn’t sound too bad either.” You put a finger to your chin, acting like you have to think about his offer (a fruitless attempt to make him nervous) but you can’t keep up the façade for too long. So, with a wink, you link arms with him. “Okay. Lead the way, pretty boy.”

“Woah, slow down,” Reno jokes, “we don’t know each other well enough for that kind of nickname yet.”

The two of you burst into laughter again, and Reno starts to think that this could be the beginning of something truly wonderful. 

Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed it, please consider liking, reblogging and/or leaving feedback. I'd really appreciate the support. <3

Taglist: @sixdaysofsilverashes @thevoidwriting @theimaginaryheir @strawberrymoonsx

[the-genius-az]

Azula in this turns most of what she feels into anger, a quiet and cold anger, but anger nonetheless (she's taught that anger is what fuels firebending, and she needs to be the strongest firebender in history).

Azula is my blorbo, my little dragon, half of my fic ideas have her deeply traumatized, terribly injured or just actually dead.

Azula loses her pack, her destined mate and her cub. So she dresses up as the Kemurikage and basically goes out there taking orphan cubs and raising them with other people that lost as much as her. They're an unofficial pack (because neither her or the other alphas can claim a pack after their trauma), hurt adults taking care of children so these pups will never be hurt like them. See, I can make it heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time.

I'll send a different ask about the whole "Mai loves or doesn't love Azula" of this AU (and actually of all the AUs where Maizula is a thing but Mai still betrays her).

The Boiling Rock is the worst day in Azula's life, poor girl.

Here's the thing: it's as happy as I can give Azula in this context. Because she'll never be "normal", not with childhood trauma, war trauma, asylum trauma. She's inherently a tragic character, her happy ending can be bittersweet at best.

Mai is pretty hurt, but she can understand. She knows that Azula even giving her a chance is much, much more than what she deserves after the boiling rock. So then Azula marries her, is willing to have a couple of kids, be present and ask for nothing but the possibility of Mai not leaving her again. Despite her bad days, despite the past, Azula is a good parent, a good mate, and Mai is thankful that Azula is in her life.

The thing with Zuko is that even breaking the bond, there's still something there, deep down. Zuko was the first person Azula claimed, the first person she wanted to protect. She still loves Ozai, after everything. She still loves Zuko, after everything. It's unconditional, her love is unconditional. All you need to do is exist. And Zuko regrets for the rest of his life for not loving her the same way, for being the person that abandoned her pack twice and being the reason she's so closed to having a pack again.

Yes. In this Aang is the first to come around and understand what she feels, since he also lost his entire pack (I'm not sure what he is, but losing a pack does affect anyone). The circumstances are different, but it's the same sense of broken emptiness. They meditate together a lot, silently grieving together. Aang is the closest to someone she feels safe around. A less tragic version and they'd be platonic mates, bonding over loss and mutual peace.

(I just really like post-war Azula befriending Aang.)

My name's Ash with A of "Angst" ☺️

- Ash 🔥🍌

Azula is my blorbo, my little dragon, half of my fic ideas have her deeply traumatized, terribly injured or just actually dead.

I'm like you! I am the same! everyone can check it! 🎶

So she dresses up as the Kemurikage and basically goes out there taking orphan cubs and raising them with other people that lost as much as her.

I can already imagine the first time Mai saw her Alpha dressed as a kemurikage, maybe that was why they had a second puppy.

See, I can make it heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time.

I saw, shut up now. 🤧

Mai is pretty hurt, but she can understand. She knows that Azula even giving her a chance is much, much more than what she deserves after the boiling rock.

How did Mai feel when she saw how Azula accepted her again?

I bet in shock.

Despite her bad days, despite the past, Azula is a good parent, a good mate, and Mai is thankful that Azula is in her life.

What does Azula think of Mai? I know she loves him enough to accept him.

But I want to know about those good days, where both love each other regardless of the past.

After everything. It's unconditional, her love is unconditional. All you need to do is exist.

Ha! What does Iroh think about his niece and her OBVIOUS unconditional love that not even he and his beloved nephew have?

They meditate together a lot, silently grieving together. Aang is the closest to someone she feels safe around.

They meditate a lot together, they cry together in silence... they get drunk together while listening to bands, they almost get high on marijuana... it's difficult. 😮‍💨

A less tragic version and they'd be platonic mates, bonding over loss and mutual peace.

In this and that version Mai gets a little jealous, but she doesn't make a fuss because Aang is the other side of Azula's coin.

My name's Ash with A of "Angst" ☺️

Now I understand everything...Pay me for therapy, Ash! I'm not asking you, I'm ordering you!

I cried for two hours! and I wasted a lot of paper! My face hurts from crying so much, ash! 😭

[grandkintoki]

Two sides of the same coin

Not everything is what it seems.

Evan Buckley x OC!female

PROLOGUE

Evan, still a little shocked, almost runs in desperation towards Bobby and this girl, coming up behind her, making a confused face at Bobby "who is she?", when their eyes met, who soon changed his expression.

"Cat, there's someone you need to meet, the new recruit, Buck, and Buck this is Cat." Cat(?) turned around and Buck almost had a freak out, he felt that out of nowhere, everything got a little hotter than normal, that his palms started to get wet and his heart started to beat faster.

So she's that Cat? The name that doesn't come out of the mouths of people at 118. Now he wanted to pay more attention to what they said about her.

"Oh, is this Buck?" He heard the disgust in her voice and face, maybe it was her new haircut, Chimney had warned him how ridiculous it looked previously.

"I'll leave you to talk..." Buck almost pleaded with the expression on his face for Bobby not to leave him alone with this beauty, normally he would know how to deal with pretty girls, but there is something in her blue gaze that captures him deeply .

As soon as Bobby leaves his side, he tries to talk, but nothing comes out of his mouth with the frightening expression on Cat's face, as if she were going to kill him or something, the nervousness and confusion almost went to his head, because when he started gesturing with his hands without saying anything, he knew something was wrong.

Suddenly he felt his head hit a wall and the sweet smell hit his nose, and narrow blue eyes looked at him with anguish and disappointment, Cat's tight grip on his shirt sent shivers down his spine.

"So you're Buck, the kid who steals trucks to do who knows what and manages to have the courage to show up here the next day!" The grip on his shirt got tighter and the distance between their faces started to get smaller.

"And there's that shirt with the symbol that should symbolize what we do best, helping people! It's your kind of people who make people die! One second with you in that truck and people die!"

"I really hope Bobby wakes up and sees what a mistake he made hiring you." With that she walked away, taking her suitcase and left huffing as if nothing had happened.

Buck was extremely embarrassed and nervous about the situation, Cat wasn't the first to lecture him, but none of them had been so... Direct and assertive.

Even he was a little disillusioned with himself, was that how people saw him? He was so busy trying to prove something that he didn't realize he could actually prove something but to the people he saves every day.

"I'd even say she might be... A little rude, but she's right, and I hope you know that." Hen appeared near Buck.

"Everything she said might be true, I still can't believe she's Cat!" He thought she would be just another pretty face, but there's something more...

"What do you mean you don't believe it?"

"Everyone was talking about her before, that maybe everything they say about her is true!" Buck said excitedly, a girl like her is all he needs to change.

"What? She just told you some good truths and now you try to flatter her?" Hen was definitely scared but was betting something different was about to happen um the next months.

-

Hello, again, I don't know if I separate this into chapters but I will soon create a masterlist🫡.

Doubts? Just saying, and I wanted to thank you for all the new followers and likes, it's my first experience posting something and I'm extremely happy, and the legend commented, I'm extremely happy, thank you very much to all!!❤️

And next time we'll start getting into the canonical events.☺️☺️

[vodika-vibes]

Hi,

It’s me again. ☺️

I’d like to request from Serious Character and Ray of Sunshine Character Prompts with none other than my sweet love hesitant and shy Darman. ❤️

“You’re always trying to make me feel better” Character A (Darman) said awkwardly holding out a bouquet of flowers. “It’s my turn to to do the same for you” (me).

Please and thank you. 💕

Flowers

Summary: You've been getting bouquets of flowers for months now, and Darman realizes that he has to do something.

Pairing: Darman Skirata x Reader

Word Count: 953

Warnings: None

A/N: I'm not sure I'm happy with this one. It didn't seem to want to go the way I wanted it to, but it is kinda cute, I guess. This is why I shouldn't write before I finish my coffee.

Divider by Saradika

When the first bouquet of flowers appeared at your front door, you didn’t think anything of it. It wasn’t unusual for your parents to send you flowers to let you know that they were thinking about you, after all. Though it was kind of weird that there wasn’t a card to go with the bouquet.

Still, the flowers were pretty, so you put them in a vase, and set it on your kitchen table, and carried on with your life.

And then the second bouquet appeared a week later.

And a week after that a third one appeared.

None of them had cards with them, and all of them had the same arrangement. Red roses, white jasmine, and forget-me-nots.

You did your research, reached out to the florists in town, and none of them could tell you who was sending you the flowers. Only that there will be weekly deliveries for the foreseeable future.

So here you are, 3 months after the first flower delivery, sitting at your desk staring at the newest arrangement sitting on the table in front of you.

“Did the flowers do something to offend you?”

You don’t jump when you hear the familiar voice coming from the door. Darman is a regular in your office, even if he only ever comes in to chat with you about random things, rather than do any work.

“Of course not,” You reply without looking away from the flowers, “They’re flowers, I just don’t know who’s sending them to me.”

“Maybe you have a secret admirer,” Darman offers as he peers down at the flowers.

“Or I have a stalker.” You say in return.

“Eh. Secret admirer sounds better than a stalker.” He jokes easily, “Do you not like them?”

You finally look up at him and make a face, “I never said that. I love them. I love all flowers. I just would prefer to know who’s sending them to me.”

“Hm.” Darman leans against your desk, “Well, maybe the person who’s sending them to you is waiting to see if you’re interested or not.”

“Interested?” You ask.

“Sure, all of those flowers, they all say the same thing.” You shoot him a puzzled look, and he smirks, “Didn’t you know? Flowers have meanings.”

“Okay, so first of all, how do you know what meaning this bouquet has? And second of all, what does it mean?”

“I fell down a plant rabbit hole several months ago,” He offers lightly, “and that bouquet says ‘I love you’.” He pauses, “Well, that’s what it looks like, at least.”

“Then why haven’t they just come and talked to me?!” You ask as you drop your head to your desk, “This is so incredibly frustrating, Darman. You have no idea-”

He laughs and lightly pats the back of your head, “There, there.”

You lift your head enough to glare at him, “Don’t you ‘there, there’ me, Darman Skirata.”

He flashes an unrepentant grin and moves away from you, “I have stuff to do. I’ll leave you to your flower pondering.”

“You’re actually the worst.”

“And yet, you still like spending time with me.” He winks at you, and then makes himself scarce, and you grumble under your breath as you turn your gaze back to the flowers.

Later that same day, after the work day has ended and you’re settled in your apartment, trying to find a good place to put your latest flower arrangement, you’re surprised by a knock on the door.

You’re even more surprised when you see Darman on the other side of the door.

“Darman?” You move to the side to let him in your home, and are even more surprised when he stays in the doorway, looking slightly nervous, “What’s wrong?” You ask.

“I have something for you.”

“Okay?”

He hesitates a moment longer, and then he pulls a bouquet of flowers out from behind his back, “Here,”

“...Dar?”

“You’re always trying to make me feel better,” He says as he awkwardly holds the flowers, “I want to do the same for you.”

The bouquet is different from all of the others you received, made up of wild flowers that it looked like Darman picked himself. You gently take the bouquet from him, “I take it the other flowers aren’t from you?” You ask.

“You think I can afford florist shop flowers?” Darman asks with a nervous smile, “If I could afford it, I would have gotten you more than just flowers I picked from the side of the road.”

“I love them.” You reply immediately, you walk over to the intricately curved vase that’s full of red and white flowers, and you pull the flowers out, and replace them with the vibrant bouquet that Darman brought you, “I love them more than the roses.”

“...you do?”

“Mm-hmm,” You grin at him, “They remind me of you.”

It’s his turn to shoot you a puzzled look.

“Wildflowers bloom without the help of the people around them. They survive in all adversity.” You explain, “That sounds like you to me.”

“That’s probably the nicest way anyone has ever called me a stubborn asshole before,”

You laugh, and walk back over to him, this time you take his hand and pull him further into your home, “I am kind of disappointed that the roses aren’t from you, though. I would be thrilled if you told me you loved me.”

“Wait, you would?!”

“I would.” You reply with a small grin, and then you stand on your toes and you lightly brush your lips against his, “Thank you for the flowers, Darman. Would you like to stay for dinner?”

“Uh…if I say yes, will you kiss me again?” Darman asks.

You grin, “Absolutely!”

[chaosteddybear]

Things I want to know about my fellow writers!

Thanks for the tag @theemptyislost ☺️

I'm tagging @dmagedgoods @ineadhyn @mslanna @eve-is-random @scuttlingcrab @loveless-nameless-graceless-two (no pressure! And sorry to those who have been tagged already!) and you, dear reader! ❤️

Last book I read: 

The only one I feel comfortable sharing is Beautiful World, Where Are You? by Sally Rooney. I actually only just started it but I am excited! The others are mostly about mental health and such, and even the last smutty novel was very dark so this'll be a breath of fresh air I expect 😅

Greatest literary inspirations: 

I am so inspired by lmm that it's embarrassing. More at my core though, would be books from my childhood. They might have formed a little more about who I am than anything else. So for example Lemony Snicket is my heart, and those books meant so much to me that I am pretty sure they're the subconscious reason I love dashes so much, for example. Also the Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark series... I am still obsessed with the way they set a mood, the way they have a goal but never a conclusion, the creepiness and how they toy with various different ways to be terrifying.

Things in my current fandom I want to read but I don't want to write:

Pretty much anything Raphael (bg3)! I am so insecure about my ability to write Raphael...

Things in my current fandoms I want to write but I think nobody would be interested in them but me: 

More OC stuff. I find it easy to write "you" or canon characters if they're ones I know well and feel comfortable writing, it just flows. But I'm not inspired to write that stuff anymore even a little bit. I want to do OC stuff, but it's so scary. Writing plot? *shivers*. I don't know how to turn it into anything, it's all just chaos in my head, and my wrists hurt even thinking of trying to untangle it.

You can recognize my writing by:

Feral tone. Probably no plot other than using kink and power dynamics to communicate. I'm sorry, and also not sorry, it is what it is 😭

My most controversial take (current fandom):

Sometimes I like to think that Haarlep leads a cushy life and makes Raphael happy! I like to imagine Raphael keeps them safe and happy and clean too 😌 just two cozy lovers 😌

My top three favorite tropes: 

1. Regular person does something extraordinary, 2. Hero can't accept that they're a hero, 3. Misunderstandings, especially if it's two people who love each other but can't see that the other feels the same.

What’s your current writing mood (10 – super motivated and churning out words like crazy, 0 – in a complete rut): 

Honestly, a 2. I'd say 0 but at least I have WIPs I keep running through in my head, I just can't write them down, and I'm still RPing.

Share a random frustration:

I just hate when my ideas are too complicated to write down 😭😭 usually my brain is very stream of consciousness and I can just write it as it flows, but when I'm thinking in multiple directions, it all breaks and I can't get anything down at all.

[igbylicious]

hiii ☺️ 10 & 25 for the meta asks

because you writing is always so interesting to me! and it's always feels so well thought out and just like satisfying(?) not sure if that's the word i'm looking for, but the point still stands 💗

omg hi pls that is really sweet thankyou!!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

25) What part of writing is the most fun?

oohhhh that’s a tough pick! there’s a lot i love abt writing, but i think i have the most fun when i find a creative flow & everything clicks into place, and i just get hit w/ this giddy feeling of like ‘ah yes, this is why i'm writing this story :3’

10) How would you describe your writing process?

short answer: controlled chaos xD

i put a longer answer under the cut, i hope the explanation makes sense asdkjasdjk

meta asks for writers

my process varies from fic to fic, esp if they’re shorter, but for many of them it kinda looks like this:

plotbunny attacks

i wordvomit as many of my thoughts & ideas into a doc as i can

even if those thoughts & ideas contradict each other or don’t connect smoothly

no thinking just get all the frenzied ‘ohgodineedtowritethisthing’ energy out of my system

lots of all-caps yelling

using all-caps is my main brainhack to turn off the thinking lol

end up w/ messy collection of unhinged notes

(i usually give it some time to marinate at this point, esp since i’ve been so focused on finishing whichever way. a lot of my ‘wips’ are roughly in this stage)

then:

read through the mess

sort things into the right order

add new ideas that get sparked by rereading the first ‘wave’

set aside the things i end up not liking

just kinda refine the mess into a semi-coherent storyline

at this point, sometimes i have an extremely detailed outline, even w/ entire conversations scripted out; but sometimes i only have a vague idea of what’s going on and how i’m getting from A to B to C lol

-> if the outline is detailed, i can dive straight into the writing and it’s usually pretty easy and straightforward (unless i change my mind abt smth lol)

-> but if i hit a part of the story for which i only have a very vague outline, then i first take a closer look at the scene i need to write;

what do i want to happen in this scene?

what does it need to achieve?

does it have to lead into a specific ending for smooth transition into the next part?

etc etc

in that case, i kinda try to do the same thing as at the start; just mindlessly blarf out all my thoughts/ideas, sort them out, then get writing!

(i also use that all-caps trick whenever i get stuck during the actual writing lol; it just really helps to turn off the perfectionist in my brain. like leave me alone i’m yelling here!!!)

…i feel like this makes me sound waaayyyy more organised than i am ^^;; i usually start w/ an outline, yes, but i’ll also just change the entire plot on a whim if i think that makes for a better story lol

(example; in my original 9-chapter outline for whichever way, the qpr throuple becoming official was planned as the ending. then i changed my mind within like 2-3 chapters bc the trio just instantly felt so good together and i couldn’t justify why they wouldn’t just, youknow, talk abt that sooner!!! esp once i added all those extra chapters, which would’ve dragged it out even longer! so i pushed those storybeats forward, decided on a different milestone to end on, and adjusted the rest accordingly lol. really, really happy i did that :’) )

i hope this was what you’re looking for & that it made any sort of sense??? again thankyou for the ask! (〃＾▽＾〃)

[electronicobjectum]

hey dude I found your blog today (not sure why it was recommended to me but here I am)

I dont personally identity with objectum or finding that sort of pleasure from objects, but as I'm exploring the tags im finding myself really curious and I want to understand more. I'm hoping you can answer some questions for me.

the objects you have an attachment to (in your case I think its a keyboard), do you think you're naturally drawn to these objects, or do you think there is a deeper connection with these particular items? Such as a personal history with said item?

Did you "choose them" or did they "choose you", ig?

Do you think its an aesthetic attraction to said objects, or is there something more they bring to you?

How do you and others determine pronouns for the objects?

When did you learn objectum was what you identified with?

I want to be clear this is coming from a place of curiosity and a wish for an understanding! I find myself drawn to certain objects myself (mainly things with physical buttons and screens, particularly handheld devices) but for me its strictly aesthetic and not romantic. Take care and happy holidays ✌️

casually forgets this was sitting in my inbox 😳

my main object isn't a keyboard, it's an astrolite (made by hasbro in 1969), a "futuristic" toy that came with clear pegs that you could put in the holes on top and create a city (main draw). i feel like it's extremely obscure, there's barely any info online about it. the part of aster that i love is basically just a lamp, plug that sucker in (no on/off switch) and spin the wheel to make the pegs on top turn different colors. when i got aster it was just them, no pegs or information or anything. just a serial number on the back. finding that one ebay listing that told me everything i needed to know kinda solidified our relationship. it's definitely a deeper connection but lamps in general just kinda hit different.

i saw them in that store and it was true love at first sight but i'd like to say it goes both ways (has no idea how to explain this)

something about corners and shapes is what initially drew me in but they've been with me through everything ever since i got them. not trauma dumping on side but i've been through it.

i'm not sure how others do it but the way i do it is test pronouns with each object as i'm getting to know them. if it feels wrong i disengage with it, if they feel okay then i keep trying it out. i'm not 100% sure on what aster's pronouns are tbh; they mainly go by he/him but there are some occasions where he goes by they/them. including now.

it's kinda embarrassing to admit but that lamp in dhmis was what got me acting up about objects in the first place. thought it was just a character specific thing at first so i didn't think much of it. met/acquired aster and that completely flipped. i remember searching for stuff like "i love an object what is this called" and quickly came across the term. immediately applied that to myself.

also another thing, i actually have a few beloved objects (not as much as aster but they're pretty important to me): baby, my 2005 ford focus, and charlie, my gaming computer. ofc you probably know this already because i know i posted a list of them somewhere on this blog. but i've kinda been getting into nintendo consoles/controllers recently (corners and shapes <3)

i enjoyed answering these! if there's anything else you'd like to ask, go ahead ☺️ sorry that this took so long tho 😭