#im just so sorry about what is going to happen

[yuikira]

𓈒࣪ The "you" shaped spot ₊✧

warnings: pure fluff, one implication of having sex, bits of crying, hurt/comfort, ooc kinich, very self indulgent, i apologize for mistakes.

GOD THE ANGUISH I FEEL SINCE THERE HAVE BEEN NO GOOD KINICH FICS RECENTLY

m so sorry mualani i love you but i hate you coz you're so shipped w kinich it makes me cry in anguish burn in despair and writhe in pain..coz hes mine. not yours. never yours (guys am i mentally ill)

"y/n?"

well, this was strange. if he still remembers how to read the time correctly, it's 3:30 pm and you should be at home today. yet he couldn't hear a single sound from the shared household, implying you were, infact, not at home. huh? that was wholly strange. you both had no urgent tasks for today, so where were you gone? your date was in 1½ hrs time, so he didn't have a tinge of worry about it. he knew you'd return by that time, even if you were gone somewhere. but where did you go anyway? to the balcony? xilonen's workshop? ororon's fields? mavuika's chambers? ifa's vet?

it was almost 5:30 by the time his patience finally ran out. you were nowhere to be seen, noone knew your whereabouts, your departure time was unconfirmed, and you didn't even tell him about it. he tried to distract away the thoughts that eerily haunted his mind, 'what if she's in danger? kidnapped? or perhaps, dead?'

he'd get nothing out of overthinking. finally, it all clicked to him where you could perhaps be found.

shit, and was his intuition right. he could hear the sounds of violent sobs drifting off in the sea breeze, some sniffles and pieces of incoherent speech here and there. they were yours.

"y/n? y/n!"

he gently held your shoulders and tried to pry off your palms from your face. is it too late? at last as he finally managed to do so, he saw your tinged red eyes, indicating you've been crying for a lot of time.

"what happened to you? babe? are you okay? please tell me- what happened to you? please, please please-"

"im fine, ichi, its alright"

"you dont look alright at all. what happened to you? who did this to you? this sadness?"

"oh it's just..um..this is embarassing.."

"no tell me, please baby, tell me. if you don't tell me and start crying again, i might just start crying too. please tell me"

"um.. it's...basically, these past few days I've felt like... you're.. avoiding me. like...everytime i try to approach you, you just- you just..shut me down. push me away. it maybe because I'm not living upto your expectations, but these past few days I've been feeling like you spend time with mualani more than me. it hurts so bad when my inner thoughts whisper to me, haunting me by saying stuff like you're giving the same lovesick smile to her as you do to me, and falling for her and- mfhm?!"

oh by gods, the way kinich just tenderly held you yet kissed constrastingly different, almost making you feel dizzy and lightheaded. you knew you weren't in the right state of mind after crying and struggling with your thoughts for so long, and his intoxicating kiss didn't help the matter at all.

at last when he finally pulls his lips away from yours, a tinge of bemused smile rests on his slightly chapped lips. him? in love with mualani? he'd rather give away his body to ajaw and keep himself locked in a small piece of memory inside your heart, so that as long as your heart beats, you both never get seperated. that was the best deal for him.

"look, im sorry I didn't tell you earlier and I'm sorry if I don't live upto your expectations and or are falling for mualani, its completely alright and-"

"Are you insane?"

"huh?"

"You are the words etched into my heart. You are the blood in my veins. You are the god I was born to worship. Who am I to commit such blasphemy?"

"i-ichi-?"

"You are the knowledge I seek. The love I pray for. The reason of my existence. And you still think I'd leave you?"

"wait no ichi i-"

"The symphony of my beating heart belongs to you. Only you. For long as I'm alive, its bound to beat for you. I love you, y/n. I love you so much."

Teardrops began to fall from your eyes again as he finished speaking. He'd never, ever been good with words, reflecting his love and care with his actions instead. Although he's trying to be more and more vocal for you, you'd never expected this from him.

That was the moment you realized, his heart was 'you' shaped, with every single bit of his sanity dedicated to you.

"And no, I.. I'm so sorry if i made you feel as if I'm avoiding you. I'm infact not. It's just the fact that.. I'd been trying to plan a surprise for you for our 4th anniversary, but..looks like I wasn't so slick with it. I'm sorry"

"No, no, it's fine, it's fine. I misunderstood, no need to apologise" you shook your head while holding one of his hands, the other wiping your tears off as he gently places a soft kiss on your forehead.

"It's partially my fault, for making you feel this way. Let's go home, yeah? I'll try to make it up to you. Brownies and making love later?"

You smiled. "I love you so much, it's hard to put into words like you did"

"I love you more. You're forever my girl"

[strangelysamantha]

doubt ☆

steve harrington x reader.

summary: after witnessing what he thinks is a friendly interaction between you and your ex billy, steve is left with a lot of doubt.

a/n: my master list is pinned on my page :). like and comment if you enjoy! i want to write stories you guys like, so please interact so i can keep the stories coming!! 🩷🖤

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billy was right in front of you, his voice low. "look, i know we aren't supposed to be talking right now, but i had to see you." you stare at him, “i don’t really have any interest in talking to you.” he leans forward, “i know i hurt you. just please talk to me.” you frown, “what is there to talk about?” you hesitate, already nervous to even be standing in the same room as him. “i hate the way things ended. i just needed to see you one last time.”

you cross your arms unamused. “look i get that. but you ruined your chance with me the moment you fucked a random girl.” he sighs, his eyes pooling with sadness. “i know. i just needed some closure.” you roll your eyes at that, “well you won’t be finding that with me. you messed up billy.” he shakes his head. “i made a mistake, okay? i regret it, and im really sorry.” you look behind you, before glancing at him again. "billy, what's done is done. we can’t anymore, i’m sorry." you shake your head, attempting to leave the room. he grits his teeth, immediately grabbing your wrist. he squeezes deeply, making sure you can’t walk away.

steve just so happened to be walking by your third period class when he saw you standing next to billy. he couldn’t see your face entirely, but billy had a nasty smirk hung on his lips. he looked down and noticed that billy was holding your wrists. his stomach had a giant pit, his mind starting to rush with twisted imagery of you and billy. he had your voice in the back of his head, reassuring him that you wanted nothing to do with him. but seeing how close you two were standing only fueled the negative thoughts.

you remove your wrists out of his grasp, an ache starting to form, “i’m done here. i don’t know what you expected from me.” you look down, uncomfortable by the whole interaction. billy glances behind you and notices steve watching the interaction unfold. he knew he could use this to his advantage. he leans forward to whisper in your ear, the sight of this makes steve sick and he immediately rushes to the nearest bathroom.

“cmon, just one more time for old time’s sake?” he chuckles, you groan in disgust; “never in a million years.” with that you leave the empty room; heading to your next class. you wanted to tell steve about everything but you weren’t going to see him until lunch. the next two classes went unbearably slow, and it didn’t help that billy had ruined your entire mood.

at lunch you were cheerfully looking for steve. you missed him, and you only had so much time before you had to return to sitting in a boring classroom. you couldn’t find him in the building so you assumed he went out to his car. you left the school, quickly trying to make it to steve’s car.

you found him in the car, his eyes puffy with tear stains. your heart broke at the sight, you tried opening the door but it was locked. you knocked on the window attempting to get him to let you in, but you noticed he hesitated. you frown, confusion washing over you. you knock again, and he unlocks the car. you quickly hop in the car, pulling him into a hug. “what’s wrong stevie?” his heart pangs at the nickname, now feeling worse than when he was just alone. “nothing, i’m just stressed.” his lack of communication was new to you, usually he’d tell you everything, immediately, half the time you wouldn’t even have to ask.

“please talk to me.” you sigh, your hand resting on his knee. he looks down and noticed your wrists were red and discolored. “what happened?” you follow his eyes to your wrist, you awkwardly look around, “billy tried talking to me earlier. i kept telling him to leave me alone, and when i tried to leave he grabbed my wrists forcing me to stay put.” you frown now, “i just hate him. the way he acts like he’s above everyone. he can’t just get whatever he wants.”

steve half smirks, “you mean, whoever?” you lightly slap his shoulder, “i guess..” you drag out the last word rolling your eyes. “steve i so badly would have rather spent those 5 minutes with you. he honestly ruined my day.” you look back up at steve and remember what you had walked into. “but can we talk about you? what happened?”

he chuckles, wiping his tears. “well i kinda feel silly now.” you tilt your head, “why? what do you mean?” he sighs, “i saw you and billy talking. in that moment i figured it was mutual; like you guys were secretly meeting up.” your mouth opens in shock, “steve! no way would i ever willingly talk to billy.” he nods, “i know that now. i just wasn’t expecting it.” you look into steves eyes, your hand reaching for his. “i want to be yours steve. i want nothing to do with billy.” he grins, “so can i beat him up for putting his hands on you?” you scratch the back of you neck, “not trying to be mean, but your fighting track record isn’t the greatest…” he scoffs, obviously offended. “i need to protect you though.”

“thank you steve. and in any other circumstance i’d love for you to defend me and protect me, but with billy it’s different.” steve furrowed his brows so you continue, “if you provoke him it’ll get worse, he’ll know he’s getting under your skin. i don’t want to deal with him.” steve unfortunately understands and knows your right. “it would be nice though to teach him a lesson.” you smile at the idea of steve humiliating billy. “maybe one day, if he continues to egg us on, but for now can we just forget about him?” steve agrees.

you pull steve into a kiss, then you pull away to kiss his cheeks. “you’re just so cute steve.” he blushes at your words, avoiding your gaze. “i’m sorry for making you think that about billy.” he shakes his head, “it’s my fault. i should have trusted you better, i just let him get in my head.” you notice the time and realized your lunch break was almost over. “we have like no time left.” you frown. “wanna skip?” you bite your lip, contemplating his offer. “hmm why not?” he laughs, “yes! let’s go to mine, yeah?” you nod, “that sounds good!”

you lean back in your seat, your eyes glued to steve. he was so handsome and sexy. “i can’t believe steve harrington got jealous over me.” he laughs, “hey im sorry but i like you so now everyone you talk to will be judged by me.” you fight a smile, “as long as i end up with you at the end of the day, you can judge anyone you want.” he reaches over his free hand grabbing your thigh. “we need to ice those wrists.” you nod, “dr steve will you heal me?” he brings your wrist to his lips, “of course i will, baby.”

when you make it to steve’s he quick to get you settled. he changes you into one of his shirts, he gets you two bags of ice, and he even offered to take your shoes off when you arrived. you were so thankful for steve. “thank you for everything.” he sets up a movie. he pulls you into a hug, before cuddling you on the couch. “anything for you.”

[sharpth1ng]

Ive already posted this in my server, so you may see it twice, but In case you don't see it there im posting it here too.

Im assuming most of you have seen the news about the us election. Honestly im feeling nothing less than devastated, and i would assume Americans are feeling ten times worse. Im so fucking sorry to you all, and I know that doesn't help at all. I feel angry, hopeless, and sad as fuck, and i dont know how to comfort anyone or advocate for the hope i think we deserve.

What I can do is remind you all who you come from.

Women, queer people, disabled people, indigenous people, black people, new immigrants- anyone who experiences marginalization- we have been through this before. Many times. So many lives have been unjustly lost and our rights have been trampled on over and over, and we shouldnt have to be dealing with any of that still in 2024. It feels insane that im even having to write this post right now.

But even with that crushing history, repeating itself over and over, we haven't been silenced. If anything we've gotten louder. We've been having mainstream conversations about oppression and liberation in the past few years that were completely undiscussed when I was a kid. The vocal support for trans people alone, even with the rise of transphobia, is unprecedented.

None of this is meant to tell you that it's alright, or that it's not that bad, because it is that bad. But what I'm telling you is that its been this bad before, only this time we're louder than we ever have been before and we'll be louder still next time. There are more of us than there ever have been before, and if they couldn't take us all out when there were fewer of us they wont manage it this time.

There were drag shows happening in gay bars when it was still illegal to be gay at all. There were Natives preserving language and knowledge out of residential schools, and black people inventing whole new types of art and resistance while they were still being actively enslaved, and those are just a few examples. The point is that we dont stop, we never have. We will keep making art, finding love, and joy, being fucking loud and fighting for each other.

It's ok to hurt, to be angry and scared. Let yourself feel all of those things because its the only rational response to this.

But don't let it shut you down. Your history is one of resilience, survival, and compassion. We're so much more than the oppression we face and we always have been.

Reach out to the people you love and tell them you fucking love them. Make plans to see them. Gather with your community and organize to support each other, find ways to protect each other, and above all else don't stop looking for joy. Don't stop making art. Don't stop showing compassion.

Solidarity is the most important thing we have right now, so don't give up on it.

I don't know how to close this message really, but i want to repeat I'm not telling you to have hope, I'm not telling you it's not so bad. What I am telling you is that you're stronger than you think. You come from strength, you come from people who faced odd that seemed insurmountable so that you could be here today.

If they couldn't take us out before they wont succeed now. We're only going to get louder, angrier and stronger. And when the tide swings back in the other direction, like it always has in the past, they better be fucking grateful that most of us will be fighting for equality instead of revenge.

[kumabeom]

saudade love 🫧

fifteen : i tend to laugh whenever im sad.

synopsis : actress!yn and actor!soobin are forced by their companies to date as a publicity stunt to promote their latest releases. however what’s to happen when yn and soobin spend more and more time together even though yn’s closest friend is keeping secrets.

warning : mentions of rashes, a little very little bit suggestive. (please let me know if i should mention anything else)

it was officially time for your movie night, you wore a beautiful lengthy sky blue dress, white butterfly brooches in your hair. your makeup getting touched up before you could head out the car, you and soobin were arriving separately, mainly due to the size of your dress. it was a surprise that your stylist had enough room for herself. you kept your eyes up you felt the brush tingle around the under part of your eyes. finally, one last application of mascara. you opened the door after getting one last look of yourself in your stylist’s handheld mirror. you spotted soobin standing right next to your door, his hand quickly being held out as he saw you coming out, you took his hand sending him a warm smile that tugged at his heart, oh how he found you absolutely so stunning in your blue dress. he was already always so head over heels for you and you always manage a way to look prettier by the second.

“i was beginning to miss you..” soobin chuckled, letting the words escape his mouth as he spoke his truth. a gentle light blush beginning to coat your cheeks.

“oh stop acting like we didn’t see each other when we were getting ready..” soobin smiled, a shy expression on his face as he jokingly got caught. however, something about seeing you in the moment truly felt like he hadn’t seen you in forever. the two of you typically didn’t get too affectionate in front of staff, as you were worried about making them uncomfortable or maybe your managers, who were the only people supposed to know about your relationship, would catch on to the two of you and learn about your real feelings towards one another. but now that the two of you were in public, it felt like you could finally show some affection towards one another and have the excuse of keeping up the act in front of the fans.

soobin placed his hand in yours pointing to a few fans that had spotted the two of you at the side of the whole red carpet set up. the both of you knew very well that they weren’t supposed to be there, but that didn’t stop you and soobin from waving. which gathered a load of yells, causing the actual crowd waiting at the event to look around. you and soobin turned the corner together, using the opportunity to go ahead and do your job on the red carpet. making poses with soobin, at one point even placing a kiss on the collar of his button up. referencing the time you made him go out with kiss marks all over his shirt, and just showing a bit of extra affection. the crowd cheered, even soobin couldn’t help but swoon over you, his arm snaking around and resting on your waist. small giggles leaving you as he began to talk to you.

“yn, you can’t be doing stuff like that to me, you’re making me feel like i’m going to have a heart attack.” you knew fully well what he was trying to say, his heart was racing, subtle pink blush on his cheeks.

“sorry,” you giggled, paparazzi getting pictures of your gleeful smile, eyes crinkling with joy, cheeks nearly aching from just how happy you were. it’s been a while since you’ve been able to enjoy things, but soobin always gave you a reason to be happy and smile.

the two of you took a few photos together, wondering around the red carpet. you eventually split up to sign a few things for fans that you and soobin had personally invited, taking pictures and having small talk with them. eventually everyone was brought into the theater to watch saudade love. of course you and soobin were expected to share a speech beforehand. you and soobin were the last ones to enter, surprising a certain handful of fans as they weren’t sure if your attendance was confirmed or not. the two of you entered, mic in hand, standing directly in front of the screen.

“soobin and i just wanted to thank you all for being able to make it and accepting our invitation to come, also we actually did try our best to go around and choose people who truly seemed like this would be a dream come true and i hope you all enjoy.” you pass the mic to soobin, bringing it up to his lips.

“also we will be watching saudade love here with you guys and i really hope you all like it, if this is your first time watching saudade love, i hope you really like it !” and with that you and soobin took a seat right next to each other and close to a few fans, of course, you unfortunately had to spend the entire movie in such an uncomfortable outfit, beginning to feel a bit of the stitching dig into your skin. the itchy fabric causing a rash to spread around your body, but you tried your best to put on a proper face. soobin noticed your discomfort, seeing the way you tried to adjust your position every other second. he couldn’t really see your rashes in the dark but he could see the way your hands would trace over the same areas of your skin every few seconds. he leaned on his elbow, which was resting in the arm rest next to you.

“do you want to go see if there’s a switch of clothes..?” soobin questioned, quietly chattering so that it wouldn’t disrupt anyone’s experience. you wanted to lie and just brush the whole thing off, but you seriously couldn’t deal with the itchiness anymore, reluctantly nodding your head, as soobin stood up, quickly pulling his hand out to you as he was afraid to block anybody’s view. you followed soobin, accepting his hands as he helped you walk down the theater’s stairs exiting the room. luckily your team was just outside of the room, most of them on standby due to certain responsibilities they hand. and finally, in the light, soobin was able to see the few small red areas over your skin. noticing just how hard you had picked at certain parts of your body. your team was quick to respond also seeing the damage that the fabric had done, quickly moving you into a private room, which soobin couldn’t help but follow as he felt quite worried for you.

the change of outfits took a second to complete, there were a few steps needed before you could change, like approval from the styling team and putting up a different outfit that would still fit the theme of the movie while still being able to reduce the cause of your uncomfort. you couldn’t help but feel sorry as the entire situation unfolded, feeling guilty for causing so much trouble to your team. you sat on a random wooden chair that soobin had pulled out next to you, he rubbed your back, attempting to help soothe the pain whilst you waited for backup. he placed a tiny kiss on your hand, brushing away a few hair whisps from your face.

it didn’t take unbearably long for your styling team to roll in with a few options. one being a black, satin, mermaid-strapless dress, with a red bedazzled kiss on the side which you ended up loving. apparently all the options had been potential options for the entire night. your choice had been taken into consideration and not wanting to have the same mistake occur, your option won. the styling team left you with only your close staff as even soobin left the room to let you switch into different clothing.

as soon as you finished, you got out, seeing soobin waiting patiently. putting your hand in his as a sign that you were all ready. he noticed a few differences in your makeup and hair, the red areas of skin still visible but no longer bothering you. he honestly believed that you were so stunning.

“by the way, thank you.. i seriously think that if you hadn’t stepped in, that i would still be sitting there all itchy.” you said, looking up to soobin with the most heartfelt eyes, loving glow emitting from your stare.

“of course, but does it not still itch ?”

“a little, but it’ll go away, my manager gave me something that’s supposed to help.” you smiled, he removed his hand from yours, instead placing his arm around your shoulder, wanting to feel closer to you. “they said that maybe the fabric had caused a bit of an allergic reaction, and that the tightness only added to it..”

“but you’re okay now, right ?”

“yup, there’s no need to worry, i got checked medically and it’s all okay.” you gave soobin the shiniest smile you could ever give, sending a wave of relief to him.

the two of you quickly returned to your seats in the theater, realizing that by the time you had returned, the movie was nearly halfway through. the rest of the movie went by in a blink of an eye, you enjoyed hearing the crowds reaction throughout the entire thing. there was also one more event that you needed to attend before calling it a day, with each big event, there was typically an after party, where close friends and even a few other celebrities would meet up. tonight, as much as you’d love to go home and rest with soobin, was one of those after parties, in celebration for saudade love’s movie night.

you and soobin held hands as you waited for your ride, this time being able to go together as you had a much more flexible dress. you looked at soobin’s collar, noticing that your kiss print was still so visible, the corners of your lips turning in to a happy smirk. soobin caught you smiling to yourself from his peripheral vision, “what are you smiling about ?”

“oh nothing..” you giggled, but he noticed where your eyes were directed to and it definitely was not his eyes.

“you sure love kissing me when i wear completely white button ups.”

“how can i not, love showing you off..” he watched as your free hand began to clench around air, you were completely fangirling right in front of him.

“you’re so cute, i could honestly just kiss you right now.”

“and what’s stopping you ?” you teased, knowing how shy soobin was and you knew that he never really showed too much pda. however, as soon as you finished your statement, soobin’s lips were on yours, giving you a tender yet short kiss.

you were two happy people, enjoying your youth with each other, staring at each other like your lives depended on it.

you and soobin locked yourselves into a separate living room, completely empty and away from all the noise. away from all the people trying to offere you mixed of alcoholic beverages. it was just the two of you.

soobin hovered over you, your back against some kind of drawer. staring a loving gaze into your eyes, his hand caressing the side of your cheek. you couldn’t stop, you could feel his gaze completely enchanting you, the corners of your lips tugging into a smile. observing his features, taking note of everything, all of his charms showing, your heart pattering against your chest. if it wasn’t for the loud music vibrating around the entire house, you were sure that soobin would’ve been able to hear your heart beat.

“so so pretty..” he whispers, yet loud enough for you to hear through the music which was a little muffled. your hands moved to his shoulders, removing the tuxedo vest that he had on, leaving your hands on his chest as his vest fell to the floor.

his lips neared your lips, moving his lips to your cheek right before his lips could meet yours. your breathing began to quicken as you felt his lips against your jaw.

“soobin.” adoration filled your eyes, holding on to his hand. “i really love you..” you confessed, you’ve told each other that you loved one another so much, but something about this time was different, it your cheeks completely pink. you were feeling so euphoric, happy that soobin was right in front of you and things were like how they were. your hand in his, his warmth spreading throughout your body. soobin’s lips stopped as he moved his head a bit just enough to make eye contact with you.

“love you so very much, my sweet angel.” you couldn’t even believe the fact that you were smiling much wider than you’ve ever smiled. he pulled you into a sweet, warm kiss. his lips on yours as you used your free hand to go up to his hair. a strawberry flavor lingering on your lips from whatever gloss soobin had used.

and that’s when the door swung open, you and soobin stopping nearly immediately. suddenly he was 5 ft away from you, which was a huge exaggeration on your part, but it surely felt like it. your eyes gazed towards the door, finally spotting yeji as she stood by the door. her hand hanging onto the door handle, her cheeks a bright beet red.

“oh… umm.. yeonjun was looking for you..”

“i’ll go down in a second” you quickly answer, hoping for yeji to take the hint and leave. but she only kept her position by the door.

you unfortunately made your way through to get to yeonjun. pushing and shoving almost bodies out the way, upset that yeonjun practically cut your session with soobin to an end. as you reached him, you held on to his shoulder, barely getting through, as he turned his head over towards you, reaching to support you on your way over to him. you tried to stay close to yeonjun, feeling uncomfortable from the amount of bodies so close to you. the loud music in your ear, the feeling of your body surrounded by so many others, the smell of the alcohol. it was all so overwhelming, however, you attempted your best to shake it off.

“yeji said you needed me” you yelled, your voice barely being caught up by yeonjun, he only furrowed his eyebrows, confusing you into thinking that he hadn’t heard you at all. but all he did was shake his head.

“no, i knew you were with soobin so i purposely didn’t want to call you. i mean i wasn’t going to call you at all, but i knew that if i needed something, that you were busy.” yeonjun spoke over the loud music. you were so confused. had yeji just lied directly to your face? honestly the whole scene had made you feel kind of anxious. you left the crowd of people searching for soobin, before having a sudden feeling to check the room you were just in. you closed the door behind you as soon as you saw soobin’s figure.

“have you seen yeji ? yeonjun said that he didn’t need me..?”

“yn and yeonjun are always together.. sometimes it makes me feel kind of left out.” yeji says, looking right at you and yeonjun.“i mean yn did have that dating scandal with yeonjun… and what i can say is that it seemed pretty real and of course im talking from my perspective.. they would always disappear together.. next thing i knew, they would definitely comeback looking like they did something together.

“yn.. by the way, are you sure he’s just a friend?” soobin asked, heart pounding, so sick and worried to find out the truth. after everything that yeji had told him, he wasn’t sure whether or not he wanted to find out the honest answer.

“yeonjun? a lot of my friends are here tonight, soob..” you felt a little bit worried, the way this whole situation was playing out made you feel worried. butterflies in your stomach, but not in such a positive manner.

“yeonjun..”

“yep ! i’m so sorry i haven't gotten to introduce you to him.. today is kinda hectic, but it was so much fun too! oh, i did get to meet your friends, maybe we can schedule a meeting so that you can meet yeonjun. he’s been like a brother to me and i’d really like it for you two to meet !” you excitedly exclaim.

“i dunno.. you guys seemed really close.”

“soobin.. are you trying to imply something ?”

“just be honest, are you or are you not seeing yeonjun !” soobin argued, his eyebrows beginning to furrow. a complete switch in character, from talking calmly and all of a sudden he’s having an outburst.

“i am not, im not seeing anyone else but you. and i’d like to understand why you feel like interrogating me over my friendship…” you try your best to stay calm, attempting to be understanding and patient with the boy who just accused you of doing wrongful things. a bit of guilt trips over you, as you look back on every interaction you’ve had with yeonjun that could make him think so little of you. you never meant to make soobin feel like you were cheating on him. the closest you had even been with yeonjun was a simple greeting hug, but to you and him, that was completely normal and it should’ve been normal under any circumstance.

“y’know damn well that yeji told me to keep an eye out-“

“wait.. yeji ?”

“yes, yeji. she told me everything, about how you and yeonjun are exes who are always going back and forth.”

“you mean yeji, my ‘friend’ who was literally sneaking into your trailer the entire time we filmed saudade love.. y’know, the time that we were practicing a scene together and she just bursted right in.” you couldn’t help but feel a bit agitated, you were slowly attempting to distance yourself from yeji after you felt quite uncomfortable being around her. she always seemed to know when to burst you and soobin into reality. “oh fuck soobin. you’re really taking advice from yeji.”

“yn she had proof ! am i just supposed to turn a blind eye to the fact that you’re fucking your best friend behind my back.” because damn well soobin knew he was pushing his own narrative, yeji had shown him absolutely nothing, but the way she worded things made things seem deeper than they truly were. however, yeji knew what she was doing in that moment, and she knew she was going to get what she wanted.

“fuck you, i have never even once thought or even wished to sleep with yeonjun. but fuck whatever i say, right ? yeji showed you all this proof and certainly that means more than the words of a ‘cheater’.” soobin felt his heart pang, he was the one who came in spewing nonsense, and he couldn’t help but truly trust yeji.

“yn, i can’t ignore all the facts, you know it. she has proof and yes, in this scenario, i would much rather trust someone who knows what she is talking about than someone who has been lying to me for months.” that was ironic, you knew what you were talking about. and you surely don’t know any of whatever yeji showed soobin, you understood where he was coming from, but even after he asked you if you were seeing yeonjun, he didn’t bother to things from your perspective.you could nearly laugh at how frustrated you were getting.

“okay, if you’re so desperate to call it quits, we can. i would’ve rather you be honest and tell me that you don’t want this and we could’ve moved on.. i hadn’t realized that you would’ve stooped so low to call me a fucking cheater.”

“fine. then we’re done.”

and once again, miscommunication won.

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an: i know it’s been a long time since i posted, but i was genuinely stressing out about this chapter before i announced saudade love and im so sorry that it took me this long for me to write. i started writing this actual chapter (not the other drafts) about two months ago ?? and ive been slowly adding onto it and even though it is maybe a little short compared to how long it took me to write, i am just happy that im getting this out there. and also i wanna bring up some personal thoughts. last night was election night in the usa. for anybody out there who is a woman, a person of color, someone who is a part of the lgbtq+ community, etc. i just hope that you know that you are loved, these next 4 years are going to be hard. as a woman, and as a mexican, bisexual woman, i hope that we can all do our best to stay together. i love you all so so much and i hope everyone stays safe <3

[bulbabutt]

i do wanna just say something based on a lot of the 'how can you be like this and like the media i like' which is like

guys. there will always be fascists who interact with the media you enjoy. im very sorry to tell you that. there will ALWAYS be people who dont look at the text, or who ignore what its about, who read their own ideals into it. if you dont believe me look at the star wars fandom. how much more anti fascist can you get than star wars as a piece of media? and yet that is overwhelmingly full of open bigots advocating for hate.

it shouldnt be so surprising theres people out here who love your favorite piece of media and have an insane bigoted take about it. yes its upsetting, but this will happen no matter where you go.

whats important is to turn around and tell them "fuck no" when they try and be openly bigoted about it. fandom is community, we turn around and we go "no the fuck you dont" when we see people trying to be hateful like that. dont let them get a single leg up, dont let them take that thing you love and twist it into something hateful.

bridge the gaps between the people you have petty disagreements with to stand up against this shit together. be bigger than them, be louder than them. they cant take that thing you love away.

[to-rise-above-monsters]

how i interpreted the bertholdt thing was that armin’s understanding of annie deepened bc of bertholdt’s memories, not that it necessarily controlled his feelings (like how eren implied)

i reallyyy like aruani as a concept. they mean so much to me. ‘girl who doesn’t care for life’ ‘boy who cares so much’ (i also just love them as characters so much)

i think the downside for them was how long ago s1 was.

warning rant underneath (im embarrassed im so sorry)

i’d been such a long time fan but dropped off when there was a hiatus of the anime and decided ill just binge the manga when it’s done. the only real reason annie was on my mind was bc of how dedicated i was to the rba dynamic and how much i loved annie (and fanon annie) as a character. but she truly wasn’t a character for nearly half of the series.

i even knew someone who saw her in the crystal and asked me “who’s that?”

i think she suffered from fandom slightly but now it being canon ig they were right. it was a little annoying for fandom (a small part of it) deciding that every character needed to be paired off with each other and that annie must be in love with one of the boys she tolerates. maybe that was a small reason i found the canonicity so out of nowhere?

bc i love fanon ships for sillies but making a female character HAVE to hinge on a relationship with a man rubbed me the wrong way. but that’s not what aruani is in canon and im so thankful for that. but i still wish there was more

it sucks because there was really no way of developing her or their relationship while she was in the crystal and idek how someone could properly execute it but it was very jarring for her to come out of an absence that was longer than the timeskip for the readers. we hadn’t even seen her for i think six years? and then immediately she is fully canon with a character that we had followed for all the time she’d been missing.

idk i wish they had more. i wish it wasn’t hints. i wish it wasn’t the assumption that they must be romantic because of this, this and this.

their stuff in season 1 was so nice. i remember being so intrigued. but that’s all it kinda was? we never had a reason. why did she spare him? why did she seem to care about him in particular? why did she want to ‘be a good person’ for him? so interesting.

but we… never get an answer? is it because he called her nice? she clearly had empathy for him before that. but that wasn’t something ever shown. even the compilation of moments always seems to start in the middle of a blossoming relationship. there was never a moment that solidified their mutual respect and interest for each other. it’s just something that just… happened? off screen?

rereading all these years later, i can catch these things and be like ohhhh yeah ig that was them liking each other. but when it was happening in real time, it was the most jarring and insane jump. i was like woah woah buddy what is going on.

sudden blushing and confession was so crazy to me. it felt so sudden. and so did other ships. it felt like “ofc they were in love the whole time they’re a woman and a man who have some interest in each other”

honestly, something that could have been implemented maybe was that armin was genuinely talking to her not because he was in love with her but he did genuinely ‘want to see her’. maybe a scene of him reflecting on maybe why he wanted to talk to her so badly (he kinda does but i want it to circle back to his regrets and maybe acknowledging all the times she spared him or cared about him to a certain capacity). maybe a flashback of why annie respected armin so much. or when their relationship started.

and maybe showing him visiting her throughout? but from a lore perspective, i feel like that still wouldn’t work. sigh im so sorry. i have so many feelings and I don’t think I’ve ever actually written it out before 💀

idk im so sorry im rambling SO BAD. i think snk deserved to have a lot more breathing room and filler. letting my children just breathe and talk for a second. (i think that’s why junior high was so good and so well received)

i love this manga so much and i know some people hate the ending but i personally really love this series and it’s overall message and think it’s so well written. and i love anyone who is passionate about anything and loves things. i just like to write improvements or brainstorm headcanon/how i would tweak things🙏

anyways

isayama put his whole pussy into making yumihisu so explicitly romantic and intimate and loving throughout their entire relationship and decided he was done for the day<3

why did isayama put his whole pussy into yumihisu after saying he can’t write romance. and then fumble when it came to the straights.

[elainsgirl]

you know, im actually tired of azriel's bonus chapter being talked 24/7 like its the most major thing ever. I never seen people get worked up on a bonus chapter that didnt even happen at the end of the book! acosf is the reason why this fandom is so toxic!

Hey anon 🫶

I definitely agree. Bonuses aren’t meant to be given such significance as Azriel’s bonus is given. At this point, His bonus seems to be more important then the foreshadowing in ACOSF it self.

“The shadows were ready to strike Nesta when she insulted Elain during their fight? Doesn’t matter because In Azriel’s bonus they disappear therefore that’s the only proof I need to claim that they absolutely despise and fear her 🥸”

Its a BONUS chapter, that too it was only part of a limited special edition. Let’s be realistic for a second - if someone hadn’t posted it online for everyone to see, those of us who hadn’t brought the SE, we would not know the contents of the bonus. If someone hadn’t kept up with SJM and JUST picked up acosf after reading acotar but is unaware of any bonuses, they too would not know about what occurred in Azriel’s bonus, why? Because its information that is not required to know. Its just an EXTRA. That confirms some suspicions in SF. I can go into detail to prove the irrelevancy of the bonus but ACOSF already tells you everything you need to know for the next book. I hadn’t read Azriel’s bonus until two years ago. Before reading it - elriel, much like Nessian, were blatantly obvious. After reading it? Elriel is still endgame. The reason the bonus is so talked about is due to the fact an entire ship relies on it. Gwynriel’s do not have anything in acosf to prove their ship, its just a bunch of out of context scenes and dialogues that aren’t in any way romantic or foreshadowing. Add in the bonus and GA have something to grasp onto even though it contradicts the book and well…the bonus itself lmfao. Then you have eluciens using the bonus as some concrete proof elriel is toxic and a future abusive relationship. That Azriel is an incel who only wants Elain superficially and Elain is just a little, clueless child who walks around lying to people about what she wants.

Antis CLUTCH onto the bonus as most of their arguments and claims use it as “proof” for whatever anti elriel bs they want to spread. But their points only make sense with the bonus, not without which tells you all you need to know about how valid their arguments are.

Feysands bonus is not talked about bcs it easily disproves gwynriel/elucien. Wings and Ember is only used as a way to show how “toxic” Cassian is otherwise its kept under wraps bcs once again, it disproves antis takes. If you had something that dismissed your entire ships within a couple of lines - ofc you’d avoid it like the plague. Its only Azriels bonus that can give them some hope that their worst nightmare won’t come true. That too, the hope is given after they twist and turn the scenes to fit their narratives.

It’s so important to understand elriels bonus sorry, Azriel’s bonus happens during acosf and not after. Its not the end of the book, after the bonus - there is no change or shift in the dynamic between Gwyn and Azriel. They remain as your usual mentor/mentoree duo. Even more important to remember is in regards to Gwynriel, nothing in the bonus is mentioned. Not their session, not the “spark”, not the necklace. Absolutely nothing. Why? Because it is irrelevant. Yet we get told about Azriel’s mood being off which relates to the elriel part of the bonus directly paralleling Cassian after his bonus w Nesta. Because THAT is relevant.

YEP. The fandom was toxic pre-acosf but it’s nothing compared to now. Unless you’re surrounding yourself with content you like and want to see - you can’t just enjoy general fandom spaces anymore.

Acosf brought up:

Anti Feysand agenda

Nesta vs inner circle

critique of the IC

Pro Tamlin apologists to the point of invalidating Feyre’s trauma

The infamous ship war

Anti Nessian vs pro Nesris

Readers opinion being pushed more then Authors intent.

I hope after Elains book - the fandom goes back to being semi-toxic again and more tolerable/enjoyable then it is now.

[bloodyinkandquill]

Illumina and child figure Reader

they never specified so i’m assuming they want child reader sorry if i assumed wrong let me know if i did and ill do a new one!

to keep my theme i don’t put anything before the characters name so this is more accurately father figure illumina but oh well

sorry for my semi hiatus i haven’t had much motivation but im writing to get my mind off of the election and ive got brownies cooling on the counter, we also have a new puppy dm me for pics because she is the cutest thing oh my gods

- Sneaking into Illumina’s temple to steal food from his offerings takes some guts, or you were incredibly stupid, it could be either honestly, seeing as you were a kid probably both honestly

- When Illumina sensed someone not only stealing from his temple but one of his offerings he showed up immediately, pissed if not a little impressed someone had the nerve, then he saw you, a small, very thin, shaking little kid holding a single loaf of bread, normally he’d smite you without a second chance but something stopped him, maybe it was that your horn looked very slightly like his, maybe jealousy of some of his siblings, or maybe he was just tired, but he stopped and didn’t smite you

- He asked what you were doing, stealing from his temple, you said you were starving, you needed something to eat, and the only place nearby was his temple, you were so sorry, he made an odd sound before sighing and saying he’d get you some proper food, something that wasn’t an offering to him, realizing it was an offering you panicked and he said it was whatever, bringing you to his worshippers to make you food

- They were all a bit confused but they did so obediently and you had the best soup you’ve ever had, as you ate he asked you questions about yourself, your name, age, etc, finally he eventually said you could stay in his temple, he’d have his worshippers make sure you were bathed and fed, you were extremely thankful if not a bit confused

- His demeanor remained cold and stern but he did seem a bit more soft towards you, after he left you were given your own room and taken care of, when you saw him next you immediately ran up and gave him a hug, barely even making it up to his waist, seeing you in his follower’s robes, and the way they were too large for you, sparked something unfamiliar in him, a parental instinct

- He was unfamiliar with the feeling, but he’d heard some of his siblings describe it before, and he realized he wanted to protect you, not just have you be cared for by his worshippers, but he wanted to take care do you, so suddenly you were in his home, sort of, you think it’s his home but it looked… weird*

- Illumina isn’t the most expressive or talkative guy but you knew he does care about you, making sure you’re always properly fed and clean, if you ask for something he doesn’t respond but a few hours later you find that thing in or near your room, you always give him a hug when you do, slowly as time went on he’d touch you back during the hugs, a pat on the head, ruffling your hair, and after awhile he’d bend down to your level so he could hug you back properly

- He has some weird bird brain instincts on occasion which is why sometimes you end up sleeping in a big pile of blankets and pillows curled up next to him, he makes cooing sounds contently and you fall asleep not a worry on your mind, safe and warm, though him trying to feed you is something you do not like, at least it isn’t proper baby bird style just spoon feeding instead

- His siblings don’t know about you, okay that’s not entirely true, Ghostwalker has seen you before but doesn’t know the full extent of his brothers care towards you, but besides for him the others have no idea he adopted a mortal, let alone who he met because they stole from him

- Sometimes he disappears for days at a time, if he knows that that’s going to happen he leaves you in the care of his followers, when they first took care of you it was begrudgingly but now that you’re basically his child they treat you with a lot more care and gentleness, you also were given special robes by him so that when they do have to take care of you they know who you are immediately, that is if they don’t see your eyes immediately

- If Illumina blesses or gifts one of his worshippers their eyes go fully white like his, in your case they went a light purple instead, but same principle applies, your pupils disappeared and anyone who looks at your face can tell at the very least you have his blessings, if not that you’re more special then a normal follower who’s received his gift

- Soup is still your favorite food, it reminds you of the day you met him, even if he never admits it knowing that soup is your favorite food and when he sees you eat it it makes something warm spring up in his chest

- He’s not much of a talker, but he enjoys listening to you ramble on about anything and everything, even if not that coherent it’s pure and childish, maybe what you did that day, the story behind a drawing you made, the story you’re currently acting out with your toys, which speaking of are sick, he had almost never interacted which children before you so he basically got you everything, going form a homeless street child to owning basically every toy in existence was a pretty sweet thing

- After a few months he teaches you how to preen him, you’re not amazing at it but you have plenty of time to learn, and your small hands make it so you can be a lot more careful, after you preen him though he immediately starts brushing your hair and straightening your clothes, it’s his way of preening you back, since you don’t have wings (yet) of your own so taking care of your hair and cleaning you up slightly is the closest he can get

- On very rare occasion he returns home with injuries, usually from fights gone too far with Darkheart, or maybe once or twice Venomshank, either way you watch from his doorway as he bandages himself up hissing in pain as he cleans and dresses his wounds, after he finishes you come in with a stuffed animal handing it to him and gently crawl into his lap, it relaxes him and you fall asleep in his nest with him that night, every stuffed animal you give him during those times ends up in his nest, he treasures them, in his own way, when he’s a very stoic guy it’s not obvious but you’ve learned to read him, he also lets himself show more emotion around you, since you are just a child who can’t understand him that well normally

- When you first saw him appear that day in his temple, you thought for sure your life was over, but instead you gained a father, and even if you never said it, you were eternally grateful for all of it, falling asleep curled up next to a deity who was almost twice your height was never your plan, but you were happy it happened

i am stressing over this election but i’m tired now, imma go to bed, ALSO

i made a friend in this community and they offered to help with this blog, idk if it will happen but on occasion they may do a request for me ill say if they do it’s not a guarantee but just letting you all know there’s a chance i might get some help on these here and there

* according to soda illumina kind of has a house ‘it’s weird’ what that means is unclear

[lynn-tged-posting]

tged webtoon ep 166 spoilers and thoughts that are late again sorry about that it's starting to get really cold and my hands are freezing but it's fine below cut

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ALICIA AT THE END OF THIS EP SHES SO. PRETTY SO SO PRETTY HELP OH MY GOD IM . HEL P . HELPPPP YUOR MAJESTY UR TOO GORGOEUS

committing to the fake dating / fake engagement bit is CRAZY HELP ?? ??? HJELP ???? ? ??? WHAT IS HAPPENING

back to the top of the insanity

genuinely i am so glad that we r getting snippets of javier and alicia interacting i know its really brief but this episode rlly cemented in my mind that they're besties . they talk shit and poke fun at lloyd but also they both rlly just want him to fucking live . the besties ever

they're gonna beat the SHIT out of lloyd with so much love and faith and care and genuine hope for him and they're both gonna team up for it and lloyd cannot escape. JAVIER AND ALICIA TEAM UP IS CRAZY. I LOVE IT

also speaking of lloyd HES GOING. THRU IT GOD FUCKING DAMMIT WAAAHHHHH

losing my mind at the untouched food bc i figure he's absolutely taking it just to ease the minds of his family/friends who are bringing the food to him but he cant even bring himself to actually eat it to sustain himself this fucking hruts to look at . even when he's at his lowest he doesnt want to worry people (which kind of failed but damn did he try) IM GONNA EAT MY HAND

it was really REALLY sweet to see his summons and the system message box trying to get him to get up, to live again,,, is today's ep the like tagteam episode or smth they keep teaming up on lloyd . good i need that mf to LIVE

also sorry saying again but gghghh this moment too where even when lloyd doesnt feel like eating or living, he'll do whatever he can to make those around him happy . he keeps doing that, the things he chooses to do always end up being for somebody else, not just him. it's never just for him. he doesn't really admit or realize that though god he's the most selfless bastard ive seen in my fucking life I WANT YOU TO WANT TO LIVE

AND THEN THE FUCKING. COUNT AND COUNTESS ADMITTING THAT THEY KNEW JAVIER WAS LYING GOD FUCKING DAMMIT I SHOULDVE KNOWN JAVIER REALLY IS A TERRIBLE LIAR OF COURSE THEYD FUCKING NOTICE

and at that we FINALLY see a panel of lloyd that shows at least one eye . now he knows that they know,,,,,,,

i really really like whenever the illustrator pulls stuff off like this, where we dont really See them until really hardhitting moments . for the entire time before this panel it was as if lloyd was just,,, shut down. barely even there. not being able to see his face cemented that, and then lloyd hearing the count and countess talk,,, it's like a flip of a switch, both for him and for the reader, and i really REALLY like that. god my HEARTTT GHHH

especially when the count n countess choose to believe in him anyway. to wait for the truth ghghalsdkjflahsdf their patience and their willingness to . listen for the truth my heart my heart i cant .

AND LLOYDS REACTION TO THAT I . GOD THERE HE GOES AGAIN LIVING FOR OTHERS JESUS CHRIST LLOYD GOD FUCK. EITHER WAY HE'S GOING TO LIVE HE'S GONNA LIVE HE WANTS TO LIVE HE WANTS TO LIVE AAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

i need u guys to understand i started fucking shaking when i saw this

the difference in lighting and framing in these panels compared two the other shots we've had of him i feel INSANEEE WWWHWHHHH

like the one on the left god it's so SO bright now . the fact that the count and countess are waiting for him, are being so patient with him, they want the truth from him so he needs to live to give them the truth and that's just like a window being open to let the stale air out and new fresh life fresh air inside im gonna . feel sick

and the panel on the right he still looks a bit worse for wear but theres that determined look in his eyes again, they're solid and bright and warm and they're not shaking or blank and i feel so so fucking happy HES GONNA LIVE EVERYBODY HES WANTS TO LIVE HE WANTS TO LIVE

taking things one step at a time, ,,,, even when its hard he's so fucking determined god ohhhhghhh my heart you can do it lloyd u can beat it!!! the summons are so sweet too they look just as determined to help him get to his feet again i feel so sick

OVERCOME!!! OVERCOME!!!! OVERCOME!!!! LLOYD!!!!!!

AND THEN WHEN. ALICIA ARRIVES. ALL OF THEIR REACTIONS HONESTLY ME FUCKING TOO I WAS SO FUCKING SHOCKED

im so so happy though im so glad things are looking up and the sillies are back lloyd lloyd lloyd you can do this alicia and javier will help you!!!! the count and countess will help you!!!!!!

step one lloyd back to himself, step two beat the shit out of fate, step three ??????, step four PROFIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IM SO EXCITED TO SEE WHERE THEY GO WITH THIS IM SO EXCITED javier what do u have to say for urself. alicia u too. whose idea was this

anyway that's all from me rn i think if i get more brainworms ill add onto this post lol, sorry its not a lot! ill see yall next week (aka tmrw) (this is late lol)

[the-universal-sun]

fiddleford finding stanley regressed upset about ford PLEASE 🙏

“Oh Captain, My Captain! Where are ya! Good ol’ Fidds’ made some lunch!” Fiddleford called out into the living room where he sat Stanley down in front of the Television with some blocks to keep him occupied while he whipped up a quick lunch. He looks around, the blocks and TV abandoned, Mr Wizard’a World playing softly on the screen. “Stanley?” He calls again, hoping for some sort of noise to alert him to where he’s gone.

Heart beginning to beat faster in his chest, he rushes to check the front door. Closed and locked. He sprints to the back door. Also closed and locked. His heart rate slows down, knowing his boy is still in the house. He goes by the basement door, and sees that it’s still locked. This makes finding him much easier, he doesn’t have to go down there, down to the portal. He heads upstairs to check the bathroom, it’s empty. He checks his and Stan’s room, he’s not on either of their beds, or in the closet. So he didn’t go an get more of his little toys.

“Stanley, hon! Come on out! It’s time for lunch, not hide n’ seek!” He calls out once more, heading towards Ford’s room. He hopes Stan isn’t in there, he knows going there always makes his boy upset, missing his big brother. He hears muffled sobs as he gets closer. He pushes open the cracked door and finds Stan on that ugly blue carpet, wrapped in one of Ford’s sweaters, crying his eyes out. Fiddleford crouches down as he comes closer to Stanley, angling his head down to catch his eyes.

“What’s wrong, Pumpkin Pie? Tell ol’ Fiddlesticks what’s got your eyes so wet, hmm?” He asks gently, already having an inkling on what’s got his boy so down and out. He hopes Stan’s up for talking, but he has a feeling, between his tears and how nonverbal he typically is when feeling small, that it ain’t happening.

He was right, too. Stan takes a heaving breathe, the deep breathe causing him to cough when it gets stuck in his chest. Fiddleford gently pats his back, helping rub the air from inside his chest. He waits until Stan’s stopped coughing, breathing a little more even now. When Stan gathers himself, he just points to the calendar on the wall. He insists on keeping the calendar in Ford’s room up to date so he knows the date when they rescue him from the portal (if they rescue him-no bad Fiddleford!), the date reads June 8th, and circled right under it is June 15…oh. Stan and Ford’s birthday, the first one they’re truly separated for.

“Oh my Honey Bun, I’m so sorry, I haven’t been keeping track of the days, I didn’t realize it was coming up so soon. Oh come here, lovey,” Fiddleford leans Stan on his lap, the man’s frame too burly to hold in his lap without the support of a chair, couch, or bed, “I know, I know, you miss your brother, I miss ‘im too. My little Bookworm. But we won’t forget him, we’ll make a cake for him, and get him some presents too, so he’ll have them when we get him back.” He pets Stan’s head rhythmically, rubbing his fingers down the bridge of his nose, up his cheek, and tucking some long hair behind his ears, trying to calm his tears down.

Fiddleford holds back his tears, he needs to be strong for Stanley, but…but…but he misses his Fordsey, his Chatterbox. He wants to celebrate his boys’ birthday with both of them, to see their joy, to see them okay and playing together all happy and family like. He sniffles, the thoughts getting to him, making his eyes burn. He doesn’t even realize he’s crying until he feels a hand wipe his cheeks. He opens his eyes to see Stan looking up at him, a frown marring his face. Stan sits up and pull Fiddleford down for a hug, rocking the both of them side to side as they cry together. Both missing Stanford Pines.

They sit like that for what feels like hours, just holding each other, consoling the other in the silence of Ford’s room. When Fiddleford feels like he’s got himself a bit more under control, he sits up, a slight blush on his cheeks as he stammers a bit, feeling better but also a tad bit embarrassed that he had to be consoled, he’s the adult right now, he needs to keep his emotions strong and in check in front of Stan, to be brave for him while he’s little. He can’t even do that! What kind of a man are you, Fiddleford-

“Wha-?” He feels Stan grab his hands and pull him up with him. When he gives Stan a questioning look, he points to his stomach and rubs it. Oh, right, it’s lunch time. He made Stan a sandwich with all the fixings, “Right, right. Come along, El Capitan! Your pal, Fidds has whipped you up the best sandwich you’ve ever done had in your life!” He quickly gathers himself, switching gears, and holding Stan’s hands as they leave Ford’s room. He slowly walks down the stairs, looking back to make sure Stan doesn’t trip on a loose board to step on a nail before leading him into the kitchen. He sits his boy down in front of his little plate, the one with playing cards decorating it, with a sippy cup of fruit juice next to it (Stan will pour the whole thing on his face trying to drink it as fast as possible), his sandwich cut into four squares. Fiddleford learned that difference between his twins. Ford likes his sandwiches cut into four triangles when little, Stanley will only eat it if it’s cut into four squares.

He ruffles Stanley’s hair, kissing his head and giving him a soft “thank you” as he goes to sit across from him at his own plate. As he settled down to eat, he feels Stan hands clasp his own, he looks up to see his Pumpkin slowly eating his sandwich. He says nothing, eating his own sandwich with one hand, his sweet boys hand in his other. The rest of the day has the same air as lunch, Stan following him around, holding his hand and cuddling him everytime he sits down. Fiddleford can tell Stan needs him, he’s his safe place from his despair and pain. But Fidds needs his Captain, too, his anchor from his nasty thoughts and grief over Ford, over his memories, and that damn portal.

As Fiddleford and Stanley make a fort to sleep in in the living room, they really need to get one larger bed to sleep in together when needs be (maybe a king for all three of them), Fiddleford resolves to take Stanley shopping for birthday gifts for Ford. He knows it’ll be bittersweet for both of them, but it could also help lessen this pressure they both feel at the thought of missing Ford on his birthday. As he finishes reading Possum Magic, his snuggle bugs favorite book, he looks down and sees Stan’s open mouth, spilling some drool out, and laughs softly. He wraps his arms securely around him, hoping to shield his dreams from any nightmares he may have, and buries his nose into Stan’s hair, smelling his “arctic mountain” shampoo, and wills his own dreams to be good.

And of course they are, how could they not when he’s wrapped around his baby.

[mochinomnoms]

I have no one to share this thought with, that's why I want to express it somewhere. In fact, I'm a newbie in the Twisted Wonderland fandom, but while I'm currently playing through the game (or rather the plot), I have one such question and dissonance. No matter how you look at it, the characters in the game communicate rather unpleasantly with the main character, I wonder what would have happened if the main character had reacted adequately, calmly, coldly and judiciously, that is, essentially not giving in to Crowley's manipulations. It would have been much more interesting to see this in the main character, because it becomes somehow awkward for me to watch how he is manipulated. Moreover, the characters' attitude towards him at the beginning was also rather unpleasant, well, until they became friends there. To some extent, I would like to see the main character as a realist who understands that he ended up in a world he doesn't understand, the director does nothing at all to bring him home, while the attitude of others towards him is simply disgusting. It just seemed at some point that the main character of the game resigned himself to the fact that he was staying in the world of Twisted Wonderland. Well, if it were me (I'm a realist), I would have looked for all possible methods myself, but to return home. This seems to me to be a much more adequate approach to such a turn of events. The question is, will other characters grieve because the adequate main character went back to his world (let's say he found a way to return back)? Perhaps these very close friends, namely Ace, Deuce and Grimm, who really were friends of the main character, will grieve greatly, the rest... Well, this is strictly my opinion, but it doesn't seem like the majority will simply not care.

P.S. Да, я тот человек, который смотрит реальности в глаза, а не смотрит на мир через розовые очки. Я встретил достаточно жестокости в своей жизни и... Вот почему меня раздражает, когда я вижу глупых персонажей, смирившихся со своей участью.

To be honest, the way you're explaining how you'd personally act in Yuu's situation is most likely how most people would react, so I don't see anything particularly wrong with it.

The way the player acts in-game is probably done so because if they acted accordingly, there probably wouldn't be a game, lol. Or at the very least a vastly different game. That's what makes fics so fun though, you are bound to find one that aligns with what you think would really happen, or just find one that's fun lol. Though, I personally don't see canon Yuu as just resigning themselves as much as they're super flexible and go with the flow. There are points in the game that Yuu is a bit snappy or blunt, and lines from the characters on the homescreen especially that point to the player being cheeky, a troublemaker, and touchy with the characters,

I do think more than just ADeuce and Grim would be sad about Yuu leaving though, Malleus is very close to the player, mostly because he's fascinated by their lack of reaction to who he is. Even if Yuu was more of a realist when meeting him, he's so fascinated (and starved for genuine friendship) that he's delighted by almost any version of Yuu. Kalim is also a sweetie, so he's gonna be upset as well, even if Yuu is just an acquaintance. At the very least, I would include Jack with the first three just because he seems fond enough of Yuu to let himself get “dragged” (he went willingly, lol) into their troubles during Book 3. The rest of the cast I think you can argue for as long as you get through their books, I think Pomefiore especially after Book 6.

But it's late and i don't have many thoughts left, so I'll end it there lol.

(also im sorry hon i don't know what the last bit is, i only speak english and spanish haha)

[sturnstars5]

i love you, i’m sorry-matt sturniolo

you and matt swore you were done, but are you?

warnings: fluff, swearing, happy ending

*there is a flashback in the story it’s in blue!*

empty. emptiness was what you felt. it had been two weeks since you left the love of your life, matt. you try to tell yourself, “well, it was his fault” or “i’ll be better off without him, it’ll just take time”, but nothing worked. you missed him.

you sat on your couch, something you had been doing more than usual lately, and stared outside through the window. you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything other than overthink. you would replay the moments of you and matt’s breakup argument in your mind, like it was a movie on loop 24/7. and just when you would feel a sliver of joy, the movie would start again, leaving you to drown in self pity.

it was getting late, so you picked yourself up off of the couch and laid down in bed, staring at the ceiling. sleep wasn’t exactly on your side.

it was about 1:30 am, and you were still awake when you heard your front door creak open.

what the fuck?

you sat straight up and froze, paralyzed in fear, not knowing what to to next. normally, matt would take control and go see what was happening, but he wasn’t there. he was gone.

you hear the persons foot steps get louder and louder until you hear them stop right in front of your bedroom door.

the door opened slowly, revealing a puffy eyed, sad looking matt.

he looked awful to say the least, he looked like he hadn’t eaten in days. his face was all swollen, his eyes bloodshot with dark bags under them. his face was glistening with tears, and his nose was runny.

“matt,” you say.

“i know, i should’ve called, im sorry.”

“you almost gave me a heart attack! do you know what time it is?”

“yes, i know, okay? i said im sorry.”

“why are you here matt, i thought we were over.”

“i know that’s what we said, but i cant stop thinking about you, about us.”

“matt,”

“i know, y/n, i know what i did was wrong. going to that party was a whole wrong decision in itself. but i still love you, y/n.”

“but matt, you pinky swore you wouldn’t cheat, and you broke it! how am i supposed to trust you now?”

“i don’t know, i just hope you can find it in your heart to give me one more chance.”

you think back to the night you found out about the party…

1:00 am, 2:15 am, 3:40 am, matt still wasn’t home. he said he was filming with his brothers, and you believed him. you called him, and he didn’t answer,m. you then called nick and chris, and they didn’t answer either. you give up, just telling yourself that their phones died, and you go scroll on instagram in your bed. nick posted a picture of himself and chris at a party.

where was matt?

you look harder, only to see matt’s lips pressed against another girl. her hands threading through his soft brown hair. matt was yours, so why was he with her?

matt arrived home, drunk, stumbling lazily into your shared bedroom.

“hey baby.” he says with a smirk.

“don’t call me that, matthew.”

“what the fuck is your deal, y/n?”

“this!” you say, throwing your phone in his face. you’re zoomed in on him and the other girl, matt looking at the photo. even his drunken state cant cover up the guilt and regret in his mind.

“who’s that?” he says, lying.

“that’s you, matt! who else would it be? you know what you did matt, and i know too. i’m not as dumb as you think i am.”

“it was just one kiss, so what? it was a party, and we were needy and drunk.”

“have you lost your fucking mind, matt?

“no i haven’t, but clearly you have, bitch!”

“i’m not gonna be talked to like this by my own boyfriend, so get out.”

“what?”

“i said, get. out. matt. we’re done.”

“come on, don’t you think you’re being overdramatic?”

“get out! now!”

“y/n?” you hear matt say softly.

you snap out of your memory, taking a second to focus back on reality.

“listen, y/n, i’m not asking for you to let your guard down again and take me back, i just guess i want you to know that i love you, and that im sorry.”

matt stares at you, his face full of desperation and vulnerability, and most of all, regret. a single tear rolls down his face, dropping on the floor as it falls off.

“do you promise to be loyal, matt?”

“yes, of course i do. i wont screw it up this time.”

“i’m serious matt, i cant take that again. i cant go through that again.”

“i promise.”

“okay then.”

“so, what now?” matt asks.

“do you wanna, maybe try again?” you ask softly.

“yes. i swear i wont fuck it all up this time.” matt replies.

you and matt hug, and for the first time in a while, you feel genuinely happy and loved.

“i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too matt.”

kind of a rushed fic but wtv!!

[servicpop]

hello!! I just wanted to say that your fics are soso amazingly written, you write SO well gosh. I’m not even over exaggerating it either, i aspire to be a good of a writer you are someday! i love your fics so much, especially the ones about your oc, Adrien <3 he’s such a well written OC!! i was just wondering how Adrien would react to a sudden hug from reader? like, maybe reader was excited about something and they hugged him out of excitement/happiness, without really caring about the surroundings. i would so love to know what Adrien’s reaction would be to that! im so sorry if it’s confusing, i never make requests so im not sure how to, but i genuinely love your work so much. feel free to change anything about it!!! xo

You don't show much affection to Adrien , keeping yourself prim and proper around the delinquent , and you rarely hold his hand or kiss him !

So if comes to be a huge surprise when you suddenly jump up into Adrien's arms with a silly smile plastered across your face , squeezing his waist as you nuzzle your cheek against his chest. He practically melts in your embrace , almost instantly clutching his arms around your back like he's afraid you'll slip away.

He's confused at first , completely and utterly shocked , speechless even ! It's infront of people , in public where everyone can see you two.

He takes a moment to breathe it all in before he's laughing too , leaning down so he could squeeze you even tighter , one hand on your lower back and the other holding the back of your head. Even if he feels you let go he won't , he'll just stay there holding you captive in his arms.

He won't even ask what happened , he's too afraid that you'll snap back into the reserved man you are if he did.

[lady-caden]

Feel extremely disheartened today. Still cannot believe this is happening

[introspectivememories]

was it casual when i sat in your lap in public? was it casual when i said "recently my heart is crying because you're leaving"? was it casual when we decided how your last name would fit with mine? ("yuki tsunoda-gasly" / "no tsunoda, only gasly" / "yuki gasly?") was it casual when we sang adele's "someone like you" together at your going away party? was it casual when i knew it was you just by touching your ass? was it casual when i knew it was you by smell alone? was it casual when "will you miss me?" / "for 2-3 minutes maybe" / "i'll take that. even if it's just 2-3 minutes, i'll take that"? was it casual when that bus was completely empty and we still sat right next to each other, all the way in the back? was it casual when i picked you up multiple times so you could dunk a basketball? was it casual when i begged to come over to your house multiple time and then you finally let me and we cooked fried rice together? was it casual when we played christmas twister together and i said "your big eggplant is touching my ass"? was it casual when we were pressed up against each other on a scooter going two miles per hour? was it casual when-

[lucabyte]

you dream of devouring your friends whole