#in the future of course since all I have rn is a phone

[swirllemongrass]

Expect rapid fire fanart from for the next few days, I’m having an episode of spontaneous motivation, creatively and the fact that I’m got into this fandom too fast. :)

[newtkive]

pixels [newt x reader - modern text au]

ch. 1 - the gc birth

in which two online friends navigate a romance through a minecraft groupchat with their stupid friends

or, newt, the quiet, stoic boy, and y/n, the bubbly girl both curse the world for keeping them apart, but at least they can send each other cute emojis and hope the other doesn't notice their blossoming feelings.

warnings: strong language, mutual pining, none really.

➥ m.list

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notes: hi :p im very new to writing on tumblr (but ive always been a reader) so pls bare w me! and im trying to revert back to being 14 (im 23 lols..) so im revisiting my old favs including the maze runner/thomas (bc i binged the artful dodger and now im obsessed again). there will be non-text chapters in the future as well, when everyone eventually meets. this will be newt focused so enjoy !! also everyone is like a realistic age from 23 to 28

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THE GLADE

[ 7:45 PM ]

alby added minho, y/n, newt, tommy, and gally

alby: Hello, guys.

minho: wtf is this

newt: uhhhh

tommy: hi :3

y/n: so this is why you asked me for my # in private

gally: i didn’t consent to this when i gave you my number

newt: don’t give strange men your number y/n

tommy: oh that’s y/n?

alby: Wait, Newt you had Y/N’s number already??

newt: yea

tommy: o.O

y/n: i gave it to him like two weeks after we met lmao

tommy: SO HE HAD YOUR NUMBER FOR A YEAR AND I DIDNT????

y/n: well he asked and you guys didn’t :p

newt: lmao

minho: ik he smug as fuck rn

not u asking for a girls number lmao simp

newt: stop

y/n: we all talk in discord anyways so i didn’t really think about it

plus you guys are friends irl so idk

it felt kinda weird to insert myself heh

minho: we’ve known you for a year and a half y/n

we play games all the time

call all the time

we even send packages and shit

you’re very much considered our irl friend

y/n: REALLY?? 🥺🥺

tommy: internet friends are real friends 😍❤️

minho: the heart eyes are crazy

but yes dude

newt: of course you’re our close friend. just cuz we live near each other and you’re a bit far away doesn’t mean we don’t adore you

minho: ADORE IS CRAZY LMFAO

but real ig

y/n: AWWWWW YOU GUYS LOVEEE MEEEEEE

hahahahha

HAHAHHAHJFIEKMGOR

I LVOE YOU GIYYYYSSSS IM PUTTING ALL OUR MINECRAFT BEDS TOGETHER LATER

gally: i do not want my bed to be infested by you guys

minho: gally sleeps in the corner

gally: no i dont i sleep in my mansion

y/n: cherry blossom mansion*

gally: and you sleep in a shed

y/n: cherry blossom shed* its pink and that matters.

tommy: love you y/n 😊🥰

y/n: love you tommy <3333

minho: that’s actually nasty stop now

y/n: u mad ur unloved

i love how the gc name is our minecraft town name :((

newt: aw it is

minho: can we talk about why tf this was made when we have a perfectly good discord

alby: I’m done with Discord.

newt: you got your shit hacked didn’t you mate

minho: mate 💀💀

british people so crazy

alby: Yes maybe..

I don’t want to make another.

y/n: or your old ass doesn’t know how to

minho: LMAO REAL

alby: Gonna ignore that. But I am getting too old for it. I have a new promotion at work so that means I won’t have time to play with you guys as much anymore. So I decided to make this groupchat in hopes to talk to you guys more to make up for it :)

minho: every group always has the old head with the job 💀💀

newt: minho admitting he’s jobless

minho: you work at a library be so fr rn

newt: i have an income. you have a room in your grandmas basement. we are not the same.

gally: LMFAOOOOOOO

minho: stfu :////

y/n: AWWWWWWW ALBYYYYYYY

tommy: YAAAY!!!!

im going to text you guys all day

tell you every meal

every thought

every interaction will be meaningful and glorious

newt: you are 24 years old you don’t have to do all that

minho: no fr im turning off my phone if he starts this shit

why not just do it before in the discord ??

tommy: easy access now and i tried before but stopped since no one really replied..

y/n: i say we all do it :D i will too tommy

newt: ok second thought that’s fine

minho: .

gally: that’s wild.

y/n: YAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!! NEWT YOU GO FIRST

newt: first with what

y/n: say what u ate today

newt: didn’t say i’d do it.

tommy: i ate muffin, monster energy drink, and hamburger :3333

you guys next

minho: that’s all you had bro..

y/n: hot cheetos and french fries and coffee :D

minho: ??????? BRO

how are you guys alive

y/n: it's my day off and no class so i just wanna rot in bed and that means no cooking

newt: please eat and drink water.

like for real and document it

y/n: ok wait

there

tommy: yum!

minho: y/n..

newt: cereal does not count

y/n: I DONT HAVE ENERGY TO MAKE ANYTHING OKAY

im a 23 year old broke college student my fridge is bare

newt: alright what do you want?

y/n: wym?

newt: like if you could pick.

minho: that’s so cruel 😭😭 just making her imagine it

i like it go on.

tommy: i want chick fil a

minho: i knew you hate the gays

tommy: I AM THE GAYS?????

y/n: ugh that does sound good

mmmm chickem sandiwh waffle fry I Want that Os mYch

newt: that’s what you would order?

y/n: mmmcm yeahshhhhh

newt: ok

minho: that’s it?

i thought soemthing would happen

tommy: me too

like a spell! magic 🪄

y/n: sigh

my cereal tastes bad now

newt: well it is cocoa puffs.

minho: L cereal

y/n: DTOP SAYING L ITS SO ANNOYITIGJNGGGGG

minho: she so madddd 😂😂 L

newt: you're annoying minho

minho: youre just saying that bc shes saying that

newt: no ive always said it. and i will continue to. youre fucking annoying

minho: who bought you your coffee yesterday

newt: ???

myself

and i paid for yours too

im the one with an income

minho: .

well i didnt think youd remember that well.

newt: it was literally yesterday.

minho: yeah but ur old

newt: IM THE SAME AGE AS YOU

minho: yeah but im 🤗✨ 26 ✨🤗and youre... 26😬😔

tommy: guys stop fighting

newt: we aren't fighting

maybe this gc was a bad idea

tommy: NO!!!!!!!!!

y/n: NOOOO!

tommy: this is like y/n is here w us irl

y/n: awwwwwwwwwwwwwww

minho: no it's not. we would smell a foul stench if she was

y/n: i ahte you sooo bad.

wait there is a knock at my door im scared

newt: answer it

minho: aren't you supposed to say don't open the door for strangers ????

newt: well usually yes

y/n: no im not expecting company

newt: just do it pls

y/n: ok :D

minho: bruh..

i hope she gets robbed and u feel bad forever newt

newt: why would you want that

minho: bc she owes me money

newt: YOU owe ME money

minho: yes but i have a good reason she just wanted robux

tommy: Y/N DONT DO IT!!! I HAVE SEEN DATELINE

y/n: :o....

tommy: Y/N?????????

OH GOD THEY GOT HER

minho: why would she text a silly face if she got got

tommy: clearly its a surprised face

maybe its not her

its like those cut out magazine letters murderers use

y/n: who got me chick fil a!!!!!!!!!!

minho: me

newt: you literally did not

minho: shut up

y/n: newt it was u i see ur name on the receipt

newt: well

y/n: :(

newt: what why are you sad?

minho: im hungry too

y/n: u spent ur money :(

newt: you're hungry are you not?

minho: she's not but i am

y/n: yeah but..

i feel bad you shouldn't have

newt: just eat it or i'll be mad

minho: i think i want red lobster

newt: it's really no big deal y/n

y/n: thank you newt :(((((

newt: you're welcome

go eat and watch ur show or smth

minho: i owuld love to eat and watch a show rn <33 ohhhh im starving

newt: can you shut up

gally: im muting this gc if this means i have to deal with your guys' shit more than usual now.

minho: thank god

newt: good

tommy: good

y/n: good

the food is good too <3

newt: good.

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lmk if you want to be tagged!

[tojis-gf]

dis was not proofread LOLOLOL so if sum doesn't sound right, my fault

dilf!toji who loves to take his cute lil bimbo gf to the bar on friday nights to meet up with his buddies. and oh do you look so out of place, a cute lil innocent-looking dollface in a bar full of a bunch of older sleazy men. but under that facade, you're nothing but a naughty little minx. and that's what toji loves about you.

you'd be sitting on toji's lap at a table with him and his buddies, not having a single care about the fact that you guys are in public, grinding against his bulge while masking it as you just readjusting yourself but of course you knew just how riled up that got him as you smirk while continuing to mindlessly scroll through whatever app on your phone.

you'd continue to commit similar acts throughout the night, pressing your ass deeper into his growing bulge as he lets off a low grunt, his friends not noticing as they were too engrossed in the football game playing on the tv to notice what was happening right in front of them. his grip around your waist gets tighter as his cock begins to strain against his black jeans.

he pulls your back against his chest as he whispers into your ear "ya really wanna play that game, doll?" and all you can do is act like you have no clue what he's talking about "what are you talking about babe? 'm jus on my phone, look, see!" you pout waving the phone in his face "look at this cute lil dress i found, 's soo cute!" you say acting all innocent as you bat your eyelashes at him.

you can tell toji's beginning to grow more and more frustrated and within minutes he's lifting you up off his lap, getting up, and taking you by the wrist, telling his friends some ridiculous excuse he made up about you two needing to head to the grocery store soon.

the car ride home is nothing but silence and some random rock radio station playing at a low volume until toji speaks up "y' thought pullin' that shit tonight was funny huh?" and you giggle "i was jus bored, n you know you liked it" you smirk.

"of course i did, but now i got this fuckin' problem in my pants n had to leave the bar early since my girlfriend wants to be a brat" he hissed, one hand on the wheel while his other rested on your inner thigh. "aww you gonna punish me?" you say pouting mockingly at him.

you don't get an immediate response, until you're about to pull into your driveway "i want you on the couch, face down ass up, do i make myself clear?" he demands and you nod and do just that :)

authors note: bruh i would've continued to write more but i jus wanted 2 do something short for rn (i have long fic (like over 1k which is alot for me bruh LOL) coming out probably next week ? it's an idea i've had for a min, just trying to figure out the right way to execute it !) + dialogue has always been something rlly difficult for me 2 write so i'm rlly sorry if it's ass but w practice i hope to improve in da future ! hehe

[leggerefiore]

Archer, Volo, and Grimsley reacting to the reader having a crush but not knowing it’s on them? In the mood for some silly miscommunication rn and I’d love to see them all be like “idc who you like haha” (actually cares very much)

I saw ur other ask so I got you lol

cw: confessions, jealousy, misunderstandings

characters: Avery, Archer, Volo, Grimsley

🎩Avery🥄

🔮 When you began seeming more out of it during your times out together, Avery first worried that you were no longer interested in being friends with him. He was fully aware of, while trying to ignore, the way he felt about you. But, it was soon obvious by the way your eyes lingered on your phone that it might be something else. He was quite a bit oblivious, in truth. The idea of you having a romantic interest in anyone did not cross his mind until you plainly said that you did to apologise for your absent nature while being together. For a moment, the psychic screamed in his mind for the abilities that the rest of his family had. Who? Who could you have interest in? He desperately needed to know – his heart raced in response to this, and his laser focus on telekinesis slipped.

🔮 “Well, there is someone I like… They've been on my mind a lot lately,” you told him simply while having tea with him. Avery's glasses could have fogged up from the temperature shift of his, quickly his face warmed. He nodded for a moment, taking in your words. Silently, he pleaded for you to continue on and tell him. For once in his life, he bit his tongue. Part of him desperately wanted to know, while the other half screamed for ignorance. You were too flustered, it seemed. He felt himself slipping. His feelings for you… Were they not obvious? His focus was almost entirely on you – despite his ego, he let you remain at his side so openly (granted, you did often feed said ego with compliments). He tried to think of anyone you could have mentioned that you would have feelings for. He even tried to turn back to telepathy, but he was still quite unable to read minds despite his desperation in that moment.

🔮 Eventually, you spoke again, seeing his intense reaction. His face shifted into an almost pitiful expression. Smiling at him, you shook your head. “I like you, Avery,” sublity was not an art best used on the blond. His slight inferiority complex did not allow for himself to put himself as your first option, despite wanting that most of all. His face became even more mortified for a moment… Pupils shrinking from the shock. Then, he felt his smug expression return. He blinked. Of course, it was him. Who else would it be? All his previous worries flew out the window in the face of this. Instead, he accepted your confession with ease. It was like he was never panicked in the first place. Avery knew everything would end up like this… A Future Sight told him, of course… He will never admit to his immense worry that you had feelings for someone else.

💫Volo📜

⭐️ The merchant is observant of everything. His eyes took note of every little thing – It was part of what made him good at being a salesman and his hobby of history. That eye for detail let him catch on quite quickly to who was a threat to his plans or who was not. You ended up being on the threat side – naturally, since you fell from the sky and seem to just have everything fall into place for you to dismantle everything he worked so hard to create. But, whatever bitter feelings were held mixed horribly with this strange affection in his chest. You were an outsider – like him. You both shared such horrible experiences of being othered. He felt this sick attachment grow deeper and deeper as he spent more time at your side. Your trust… He adored it more than anything. How you looked to him for aid… Which is why he felt himself pause when you suddenly exclaimed that you had feelings for someone.

⭐️ “I… I have this person I love so dearly,” you had told him, while staring into his eyes, “I don't think I can tell them. I doubt they return my feelings…” The first thought in Volo's mind is he certainly hoped they did not return anything you felt. Cruelty meant nothing to him – He did not want anyone else to be with you aside from himself. His new world… His initial intentions to remove you entirely had shifted into keeping you at his side. That was your place. It was with his usual amicable facade that he smiled at you and inquired simply into who that might be. He could give you advice, he claimed. He was familiar with a lot of different people, after all. You refused, saying it was too embarrassing. Volo sighed. Forcing you to admit it might ruin the precious trust he worked so hard to build with you.

⭐️ He then found himself stewing on it for days. Who? Who could it be? The Diamond Clan leader? He always seemed popular. That professor? It was unlikely, but he supposed not impossible. He found himself following you more often, trying to figure it out. Nothing came to him. Who could it be? It was rare that something was so well hidden from him. How could your supposed romantic interest be more elusive than Arceus itself? It was maddening. That was, until you caught yourself alone with him again. You shifted uncomfortably before declaring your feelings… for him. “I… I like you, Volo!” Those words… He felt taken aback for a moment before he could not help but chuckle. Of course… Right… He happily reciprocated your feelings. This was how it should be, after all.

♠️Grimsley❤️

♤ The gambler would consider himself a master of reading people. You, in particular, were an easy read for him due to your closeness. He understood you well. Which is why he noticed quite quickly when your behaviour shifted. It was not like he was intentionally paying too close attention, but whenever he invited you out, he quickly spotted how distant you seemed to be. The first few times, he shrugged it off as off-days, yet it was unchanging. He felt himself growing concerned before it hit him. Teasing you, he asked first, naturally. Though some part of it was definitely sick curiosity. He was well aware that he was straightforward in his attraction to you, but there was an obvious rejection of his advances on your behalf. He wondered who had caught your attention.

♡ “Who's on your mind, hm?” the gambler asked with a teasing lilt while he leaned against the table across from you. Your reaction was to shoot him a glare and refuse to answer. The subtle shift of embarrassment in your expression was noted by him. He wanted to chuckle. Really, who? He wanted to know. It would be a gambler to prove himself a better option, especially with his reputation and vices, but he would try. Giving you up would be a mistake that he would never forgive himself for making. His eyes narrowed as you simply denied that anyone was on your mind, despite it being obvious to him. He gave a smirk in reply.

◇ It did weigh on him despite everything. Really… He was trying far harder than he did for anyone else to charm you. He did not understand what would appeal to you. Truthfully, he was at a loss. Part of him needed to meet whoever interested you so he could grasp what they had that he lacked. (Integrity, he assumed.) But, it barely had time to fester before you caught him off guard for the first time in your time together. “It's you, Grimsley,” you said simply after he pushed you to tell him again. He stood stunned for a moment, mouth falling open and brows going up. Him? Really? Why had you…? He barely had time to consider it too much before chuckling. Well, whatever. He would figure out that later. It seemed that you were not immune to his charms, at least.

🐕Archer🚀

♦️ It was rare that he felt any kind of attachment towards anything unrelated to Rocket or Giovanni. But, you certainly had managed to keep his attention. An annoying rival – a nuisance to everything he worked so hard for. He only agreed to be around you to keep an eye on you. It was obnoxious, observing what you did and listening to what you said. He despised the idea of you pulling a fast one on you. Despite this, the Rocket Executive supposed it was not the worst experience. There were definitely worse tasks to be assigned, he knew. He knew you somehow had come to view him as a friend – how, he did not know. And, well, unfortunately for him, his own feelings began to make him react strangely to you.

♦️ “There's this person I'm interested in,” you told him during one of your various outings that you bad invited him to join you on. Those simple words had unleashed a strange sense of madness in his mind. Interested in? Who? Part of figured it would be good to use against you if you kept being a nuisance for Rocket, but the other half genuinely seethed at the thought of you liking someone. Why? Were they as good a trainer as you? He only wanted someone worthy to be with you. … And he only found one person worthy. Though, he dared not admit that to himself. He bit his lip and kept his cool facade to ask who it was. He simply needed to know.

♦️Your gaze shifted onto him as you smiled far too sweetly. It was not something that he often saw in his line of you. “… Well, it's you, Archer,” you admitted. He blinked. For a moment, he has heard your words but failed to process them. Yes… Him, right. That makes sense. Then it hit him. He blinked. Him? You were interested in him? It was like… a golden opportunity. He could hardly believe it, but he supposed you found him to be a friend despite everything, getting a crush was not so far off. He swallowed. The idea of being with you did not bother him as much as he expected, either. It was with a trained ease that he accepted your confession. This might prove fruitful in actually stopping you… And he supposed he was allowed to indulge himself now and again.

[cacti-are-like-flamingos]

Borderline

Gojo Satoru x Reader x Geto Suguru

The Cursed Trio | Moment's Silence

...

Stretching his arms up into the air, the young Gojo stepped into the recreational room of the dorms. Loudly yawning as he fixed the sunglasses back onto his nose, nose scrunched up at the sight of a pensive Suguru sitting by the dark-hued couches. His onyx eyes solely focused on the screen of his phone.

(Side Note: Suguru hates bright screens, just like you, so he kept his on both the lowest setting and in dark mode. On the contrary, Gojo was one of those few assholes who likes having his phone at the highest brightness possible. The one brighter than the common folk's future. If you're like this, kindly fuck off)

"Still?" At this, Suguru spared a brief glance before going back to his device. "Still."

Gojo clicked his tongue in pure annoyance, anger swelling up inside him as he glared at nothing.

Everyone's barely seen you the last four weeks. Mission, shower, sleep, wake up, eat, mission --- that was the routine you've committed to ever since those old fucks decided to abruptly assign you a load of jobs to take care of.

They didn't even work him or Suguru as much as they worked you. It was as though one day, they just up and decided that your skills just needed to be put to the test on a daily basis. Pushed to the very brink, see if you could handle it or not.

And, you took it. Without a single word. You just took it like a good little bitch...and THAT pissed him off.

"Don't even think about it, Satoru." Of course, he knew. Suguru knew everything about him by this point. Huffing, the silver-haired threw himself into the couch, the raven-haired's arms already raised as Gojo plopped his head into his best friend's lap. (Suguru now has an elbow stabbing Gojo's sternum while the other test on the arm rest, fingers playing with the ends of silver locks)

"They don't even fight back! No argument, no protest--- nothing! Where's the spitfire? That bitch is always fighting with me so why not with those old sacks of skin, hm?"

Suguru types something, "Think about it this way, they are an outsider on foreign soil. It's chaotic enough they only got here a few months ago. They don't know anyone and need as many allies as they can get --- you know they've always been quite the politician themselves. They're just playing the game."

The Six-Eye user groaned in exasperation, childishly kicking his feet against the arm rest, "I hate clan politics. So fucking boring. Why do they even bother with those fossils?"

Suguru paused, "Did you not notice, that ever since they arrived here, the spotlight's been taken off of you?"

Gojo pushed the glasses down his nose, confusion in his beautiful eyes, "What do you mean?"

It was Suguru's turn to click his tongue in annoyance, "Satoru, they've been taking the heat for you. So that you can have some semblance of privacy."

For the first time in a long time, Gojo Satoru is silent. A stunned expression adores his features, eyes, once again, focusing on oblivion as his mind processes what Suguru said

"They...they care about me?"

Suguru freezes, fingers hovering over the plastic keyboard of his flip phone. A little bunny charm hangs from the device, Gojo notices. Ieiri must've gotten it for him

"Obviously." He said it as though it was common knowledge. As though everyone knew this to be a fact instead of a myth or falsehood.

"Are you sure?"

Closing the phone, Suguru gazed down at his friend. An indecipherable look in his darkness as he made a slight face, "You know, they're not good with feelings, Satoru."

Gojo whines, staring up at his best friend, faces inches away, "Then why don't they ever call me by my name, eh? Always Gojo this, Gojo that --- they call you by yours, so why not mine?"

Is this motherfuckers being serious rn? Is she for real fucking jealous?

"...I don't know." He lied through his teeth

But Gojo can see all

"Bullshit, you've had the most interactions with them. So it would only make sense for you to know, spit it out."

Suguru told his eyes at his friend's childish antics, "Why don't you just hang with them more? Maybe that'll do the trick."

Sitting up, Gojo threw his hands up in the air, annoyance evident in his voice as he screeched, "I've tried! But it's like they avoid me like I got the freaking bird flu or something."

His interactions with you have always been positive on the surface. Regardless, something has always felt off between the two of you. You took all to his touch despite having avoided everyone else's, sides from Suguru's. In fact, you seem to gravitate towards him. It's likely you are touch starved but for what reason, he didn't know.

You always had this tendency to keep things close to your chest, no matter what. It's been months and none actually knew a thing about your past. Why is that? Why are you so secretive?

You acted like nothing was wrong but all the signs pointed opposite. Did you think him dumb? Did you think he couldn't see the little fears in your head turn as you overnight a most miniscule of interactions as though analyzing it would save your life in the end? He might be blind to others thoughts on him, but not yours.

Although, he didn't know what your thoughts about him were --- he knew that you tolerated him enough that it was safe to assume you enjoyed his presence more than others. And, that was saying a lot.

He bought you things, gave you your favorite foods. Made sure you were comfortable with the people around you, paid attention to you as to not make to feel neglected. So why was it that he still felt miles away from you?

And why did he care so much?

" 'Toru, where did you go?" A familiar voice broke him out of his train of thoughts, looking to his right, Gojo blinked at the sight of a concerned Suguru. Whose eyebrows are nearly knitted at the center, a light frown staining his sharp features like bad art.

"Just thinking," cerulean blue glimpsed down to the eclipse chart that hanged from the other male's strong neck, "Ne, Suguru. Do you care about them?"

Said man rubbed the back of his neck, an awkward look on his face as he nodded, "Yeah, you could say that, I guess."

(Side Note: Suguru did not feel awkward at the fact that he actually cares about you, but rather, he didn't expect Gojo to just abruptly ask emotionally charge questions --- Gojo is much like that one friend who just randomly asks if you love them at the most random of times. They require constant reassurance without making it seem like they are needy/clingy so they ask it in the most nonchalant of manners)

"Do you care about me too?"

"Of course." Not a moment's hesitation. No stutter nor stranger, it was clear and concise. Most of all, it was the truth.

At this, the silver-haired laid his head onto his friend's shoulder. A discreet smile sweetening his lips.

"Okay." "Okay?" "Okay."

Gojo looked at Suguru with squinted eyes, a pout on his lips, "Who were you texting?" "What?" "You were so focused, ignoring me for your phone. So, who were you texting?"

"Utahime." Gojo made a confused face, "What? What for?"

"Nothing important, to be honest. She was just telling me something she saw while on a mission."

"What'd she see?" Gojo quipped.

Suguru hummed, laying his own head on top of Gojo's, an indecipherable expression on his canvas, "Just a little something."

.

.

.

You stood under the rain, streaks of red running down your face as you viciously glared at the curse chained up in front of you. It whine and squirmed under the weight of your cursed chains.

Gashes covered your body, some clean-cut, others would be a mess to stitch back up. Although, as you made action to move over to the curse, you nearly screamed as a lightning strike of pain shot through your abdomen. Taking a moment to focus on your breaths, you gazed down to your torso, mouth twisting into a snarl at the bloody sight.

A hole, the size of your fist, right through your flesh. Must've happened while one of the major curses had you under it,

they did it again. They fucking did it again! It was supposed to be a bunch of Grade 2's.

Should've fucking known

Funnily enough (not funny at all, you're beyond pissed off now), what they meant was a bunch of Grade 1's. Even better, they failed to mention two of them was near-Special Grade

Without a moment longer, you sliced the hideous creatures into smithereens (you would've loved to punch into a pulp but the wounds on your body restrained you from doing so.)

Pulling out your phone, you thumbed the third contact.

"It's done."

"Complaints?"

You bit your tongue until you tasted iron, "None."

"Good. Did you reconsider?"

"No."

A deep static sigh echoed form the other end, "You're proving to be quite the nuisance, little one. Where's your sense of gratitude?"

"When you're not looking, I'm going to absolutely annihilate that little guitar of yours. Now, are we done?"

A brief pause, "For now." The line dies.

What a pain

Literally and figuratively

Although, it was nice. To feel something instead of overwhelming guilt. As you tightened your fist, the cursed chains that wrapped around your knuckles softly whined under the pressure. The soreness of your digits slowly brought you back into reality --- times like these, you missed that stupid onion. He'd talk your ear off, but he had this way of bringing you back to Earth. Suguru also had that skill, but his would lull you to sleep while Gojo gave you enough energy to move about your day.

They both had their benefits

Agh, you really are fucked --- wait...you're not alone

"Well, well. Didn't think I'd find you here." That voice...

You'd only need to glance over your shoulders to see the truth, you could recognize that soul from anywhere

"And, I didn't expect to see you again, Tsukumo."

...

(A/N): Hi hello so like forget whatever I said about the timeline being fucked up. I fixed it but good fucking luck cuz we about to go warp 9 soon enough.

Song Inspo: Borderline - Tame Impala

Huh? How the hell do you know Yuki Tsukumo? And why was she looking for you in the first place?

What did Utahime see that she contacted Suguru?

Why are the Higher-Ups trying to kill you? What exactly did you do to get on their bad side?

Originally:

"Then why don't they ever call me by name, ne?" Suguru was supposed to respond with, "Because you aren't open with them, Satoru." But held his tongue and went with, "I don't know."

"What? What for?" Suguru was supposed to say, "I was... verifying a rumor, nothing important." Yet, at the last second, he switched to, "She was just telling me something she saw while on a mission."

Why is Suguru so secretive all of a sudden? In fact, he's been quite reserved for a while now...

The first contact in your phone was suppose to be Kiyotaka Ijichi. (Did you think I forgot his existence? Well, you are correct.) But I changed it.

The first two contacts in your phone are Toru and Sugu, in that order. (I wonder if the order actually matters)

Ah, it wasn't Tsukumo you were supposed to meet. For the original character, I was torn between two individuals --- one you already unknowingly met and another you met but kept quiet about. Both are surprisingly relevant to one another, colleagues if you will.

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Okay i was looking at some tags and saw yours regarding how Raphael knew to make the hammer. We're never given a timeline so it's unclear when he made it BUT in regards to how he knew about Orpheus I had a theory that's becoming more and more sound the more I think about it.

Raphael knew about the Emperor since the very start. He's showcased this when he first meets you and mentions the tadpole in your head (he's not just referring to the literal tadpole in your brain). We know he knows about the existence of the Emperor because when we meet him at Sharess' Caress, he straight up shuts us off from the Emperor. I think it's one of those things that subtly hints how powerful the likes of beings like Raphael are. And of course this means he knew about Orpheus.

Now, we've seen Raphael literally just pop into the Astral Prism on a whim after you betray the Emperor and if you didn't take his deal in Sharess' Caress or steal his hammer (not killing him essentially). So the question is "why couldn't he have just done all this himself, why bother with us if he is that powerful?"

Because the Emperor was there.

That's why he pops in the MOMENT the Emperor physically leaves that realm. The Emperor is his biggest enemy in regards to influencing you (they're both essentially opposite sides of the same coin. Both manipulate you, both want you on their side, you're super crucial to their ultimate goal/freedom. The Emperor wants to be ultimately free from the influence of the Netherbrain, Raphael wants to become the ultimate Archdevil because the one with the most power in the Hells has ultimate freedom). That's why he immediately shuts him off the moment you step foot in his room at Sharess' Caress, why every time you being up the Emperor, Raphael gets hella annoyed/very serious (and it vice versa for the Emperor, warning you adamantly not to go into the Hells because of your safety AND because his influence cannot each you there). Raphael always knew that Orpheus was there, he just couldn't risk it while the Emperor was there as he's not only an illithid but a pretty powerful one. Raphael's diaries showcased how he genuinely feared the presence and plague of the illithids and Korilla tells you that illithids "make terrible clients" (basically non of Raphael's infernal tricks can do much because they're already of a hive mind. The Emperor, not under any influence just showcases that he's MUCH more powerful and a threat than any regular illithid). Can you imagine what it would be like to have Raphael and the Emperor in a scene together? That would be amazing!

Sorry if this got incoherent. Am writing on a phone in a car rn 😂

🥺 Thank you for enabling me! I haven't had a chance to rant about Raphael and the House of Hope for a while... (AlSO I love your Raphael gifs, bless. 💞✨) I am also working but I can't resist the reply so. Messy.

The Hammer and the timeline is something I am honestly SO CURIOUS about. We know that Raphael had dreams about the impending illithid debacle, but not necessarily when... I suppose those dreams could have occurred early enough for Raphael to investigate the truth and then come up with a plan to assist with the process.

However, the very concept of Raphael dreaming about this potentially universe altering shift as a warning is so intriguing. Did this come about under divine influence? Was it because of some sort of artifact or attachment Raphael has with an ability to precognition? I imagine something like divining or altering aspects of the future would appeal to him, but it seems TOO BIG a thing to leave unmentioned behind the scenes. (Unless it was meant to be revealed with additional content, a form of excuse or method he might survive Mephistopheles. But I believe there's no intended additional content as of release so... unlikely?)

I'm assuming Raphael investigated the illithid and the Absolute and knew what Gortash was up to. He'd probably have kept tabs on him even after he "escaped". That is also curious to me, the fact that Raphael would not try to retrieve him as an asset-- since he would see the loss of any asset as an affront to his power and pride... I'm assuming they probably had some sort of deal that if Gortash left the House of Hope he'd be free, and so Raphael kept him prisoner literally thereafter? Give me backstory Larian, pls.

Perhaps the dreams were not as dramatic as Raphael presented them. Maybe they were normal dreams if he was already keeping up with the plan for the absolute and trying to figure out how to use the situation to his advantage. If he was already aware of their plans, not insane to think with his discomfort at the concept he'd essentially have nightmares when the whole scenario puts his dreams at risk. Also I'm sure the idea of an escaped asset winning his dream artifact (crown that makes you a god) would make him feel sick and furious enough to have nightmares... (do all devils dream or is that just like, a side effect of him being a cambion?)

As for the Emperor, I'm assuming you're right and Raphael was aware of the Emperor early on through those plans. Feasibly as early as the gate before the Emperor was sent to retrieve the prism? I'm iffy on how long it might take to build a hammer like that, or where Raphael got the knowledge to do so however. (Note to self, look up passage of time in the hells?? Is it linear to the prime material, or does it vary like the feywilds?)

I do wish there was more direct interaction, since as you said the two are almost different options for the same endgame. Raphael goes all cards in assuming that Tav & Co would never choose an illithid over a charming devil like himself. He suggests the "devil you know" and then goes out of his way to be more forthright and theoretically trustworthy than the Emperor who is constantly trying to keep you out of his business and focused on what he wants. Instead, Raphael invites you to his home, makes you familiar with his nature immediately. He doesn't even demand your soul for the Hammer.

Tbh the scene where he cuts off the Emperor with a snap was fascinating to me, an absolute turning point for my Tav for their relationship with the Emperor. I thought it was haunting and a reality check as to how deep they are in these machinations, between these powerful entities, just by being in the wrong place at the right time.

They're both fascinating and the same in the worst ways (depending on perspective IG) but also so different. I have a lot of feelings about the Emperor too actually! They're so fun. But yeah 100% you are right. Though I think Raphael would also hate illithid because they'd be a terrible audience. Would the Emperor appreciate his little songs and scripted plays? No. And given the nature of illithid devils have almost no reason to deal with them, unless it was strategic maybe. Theoretically, there's not a soul to be had?

I think Raphael would be annoyed trying to script encounters with the Emperor, and that whole presentation and structure is important for him. It's where he gets his confidence and sense of control, which is why he is also furious if you break your role and betray the plot of his plans. There are different paths to dealing with him and Raphael plans those encounters, but if you disrespect him by stealing the hammer he is offering so generously (for a devil) he is Done. Just like the Emperor is also very Order oriented and seeing Tav and Co as assets tbh.

I'm personally of the mind that the Emperor was the illithid that infected you and the party during/just before the attack on the nautiloid. He knew the gith would follow and he needed new "thralls" or agents to do the work he could not when he needed to keep Orpheus and also cannot truly navigate the open world as an illithid. I've seen arguments against this of course, but I don't see the Emperor as Good or Evil. The Emperor is ultimately selfish, even though he himself would rebel from the nature of the hive mind, he still looks down on those who are not evolved (non-illithids). He sees himself as even greater than other illithids, given his personal power and history and the fact that he managed to escape the elder brain. I think the Emperor turning the group Makes Sense. It doesn't change the fact that it did protect you and guide you back to the Gate... but above all things the Emperor just wants you to be good agents and do what he plans so the brain is destroyed. Not accounting for his personal curiosity at how you advance with these altered tadpoles and how different from him yet the same you can become.

Personally I think the Emperor is fascinating and his writing is good. Its interesting that the Emperor is as flexible as the player. He responds to you based off what would please or position you the way he wants. He sort of acts like the player character in that to him you're the companion and he is doing what it takes to get your Approval. And if he can't have your approval, he will struggle for your obedience. (Or so he says.) They're very similar but different.

I hadn't considered that Raphael could handle retrieving the crown himself by trying to free Orpheus on his lonesome just because... game structure tbh haha, but that's a valid point. Feasibly, you could consider that Raphael could use the hammer himself to free Orpheus... (Or send some hired entities or assets...)-- the gith have made deals with Devils before etc. And Orpheus will cooperate to keep the illithid threat at bay. However, Raphael is so theatrical I think he'd see narrative dissonance in such a choice for himself as well. The whole structure of the wayward heroes crowning him after they save the universe etc is in his wet dreams. But I can also see that considering the Emperor... it is probably smarter than Raphael, though perhaps less cunning in terms of creative plotting. They're two "masterminds", and Raphael might have feared crossing threads directly. While the Emperor killing him might just send him back to the hells.... I'm not sure if that weakens devils or if they lose anything in that exchange? Regardless I'm sure Raphael would rather avoid death, and the Emperor would probably gun for his death if at all possible given how furious it gets about Raphael's involvement.

[ryeriy]

far from home

warnings: fluff

a/n: slowly checking up💪🏻

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Ding, another notification popped up on my phone. It was another message from Alex.

I promise you that I'll call you when I land

you better :)

💋 xoxo

I shut off my phone after seeing the last text. Smiling to myself. I always hated when you had to leave to play a road game. This was one of his first road games of the season and of course, it was on Halloween. I was going to spend it alone this year. I decided I was going to buy candy for myself, drink some wine, and watch the same old TV shows I've seen millions of times.

As I grabbed the remote, I turned on the TV to watch reruns of shows I'd already seen. Like the same Back to the Future marathons. They're on every day or something. They just constantly keep doing it like we haven't seen it enough times.

Ding, a notification popped up on my phone from Alex.

just got settled in my room for the night, i miss you already

I miss you too 💋

what are your plans to ruin the house while I'm gone this time?

He referred to the time I had a few friends come over. We all got so drunk and wasted that we broke three glasses and one lamp. Wasn't fun to fess up to.

don't worry, I'm just going to eat candy, drink wine, and watch you play

no getting drunk with your friends or passing out candy to those kids?

nope, this year it's all about me

haha! what would you do if I was home with you?

do the same thing, but I'd watch movies instead and maybe something more too :)

🤭

🙃

I see you 💋

go to bed, I'll talk to you in the morning

but I wanna talk to you stillll

just go to bed I'll talk to you in the morning alex

fineeee 😒

night bae 💋

night gorgeous 😍

I turned off my phone, smiling as I turned it off. Putting my phone on my nightstand next to me. I turned off the lamp on my nightstand and rolled under my covers closing my eyes for the night.

Ding

Time passes by as I sleep in my bed. I was deep into my sleep now. It's been a few hours since I feel asleep

Ding

The second ding I heard and I grabbed my phone. I turned it on to see that I had two new text messages. The time on my phone read 3:13 am in the morning, October 31st.

hey, you awake?

I'm so boreddd please be awake rn 😫🙏🏻

why so needy?

I can't sleep and I miss you

I knowwwww I miss you too baby

I just want to be with you right now cuddling you in bed and passing out candy to kids when they come by for trick-or-treating

I'd love that :))

So do I, I just need you here baby

I wish I could

Me too, can I call you now?

Alex, it's three in the morning

it's six for me!

fine, but only for you my love :)

Ring, ring, ring

My phone went off. It was Alex calling me. I couldn't help but smile when I saw his icon pop up on my phone with the words "my love" appearing on my screen.

"Good morning, gorgeous," he said softly to me. I heard he was almost in a whisperer because he was in a hotel room with someone.

"Morning," I smiled from across the other line. My smile was so big he probably saw it from Canada.

"Happy Halloween, baby," he said to me. I could hear the smile on his face. I could bet that his face was red and had a large smile on it.

"Why thank you, kind sir," I replied to him. I let out a yawn as I stretched. "You know I have to work today right?"

"Well, then I'll keep it short and simple, I love you and miss you and happy halloween," he said while blowing a kiss over the phone.

"I love you too, I'm going to go now so I can get some sleep and you can play a good game tonight," I blew him a kiss make over the phone.

"Bye bye," he said.

"I'll see you tomorrow, bye."

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[natasha-in-space]

HIIIIIIIII DARLING

I'm sorry my hyperactive squirrel brain is excited to request because mystic messanger has been occupying my brain.

Anyways since your requests are open I was thinking

Zen X reader confession??? Like Zen confessing to reader,how he would do it and blablabla (also if it's possible without any spoilers for the story since I'm on the 10th day rn so y'now)

Anyways eat well and don't forget to drink (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

Thank you, dear anon! I hope you stay hydrated and eat well just as much. I had a lot of fun writing out your request! So much so that I decided to go with Zen's POV as well as your own. I hope you enjoy it :)

Zen was a hopeless romantic.

Perhaps it was just a side effect of all the exciting romance plots he always enjoyed acting out throughout his career, or maybe it was a natural part of who he was as a person. If you would ask him this directly, he wouldn't really know how to answer. Maybe, it was a combination of both. He longed for a meaningful connection with someone from a very early age, even if it wasn't necessarily romantic at the time. Songs and musicals gradually opened up his eyes to such an enormous array of breathtaking stories, full of people caring and loving ond another in so many difficult ways, both romantic as well as platonic... Something he couldn't really experience in his own home life. It was only natural for him to eventually start fantasizing about something similar on his own.

But, even despite all that... He never expected to fall for you so fast and so hard. The butterflies in his stomach he would have to deal with whenever he opened up the messenger as soon as he woke up and wondered whether or not he will see you there... how nice it would be to talk to you first thing in the morning, and how much he wanted to ask you about your plans for the day. The ticklish warmth blooming in his chest so breathtakingly whenever you would ask him about his day in turn, such genuine excitement felt in your sweet voice as he would talk to you over the phone in between his rehearsals... In fact, he got in trouble with his manager a few times already for always sneaking off to talk to you. He had no regrets. The many daydreams he would mull over in his own head as he ran his usual evening laps around his neighborhood... Thinking of how wonderful it would be to share his evening routine with you by his side. Would you two bicker like an old married couple? Or, maybe you'll stick together like glue? He couldn't help but want to find out.

It was all pretty dizzying to deal with already, in the best way possible, of course. It's been so long since he experienced the exciting feeling of falling in love.

But, when you showed up at his apartment? All worried for him of all people? He came to the realization that he was too deep to swim back out. Not like he wanted to, anyways. No matter how depressed and discouraged he would become, deep down, he knew he didn't want to let you go. You were the warm ray of sunlight he longed for. You supported him, you respected him, you encouraged him, and...

God, he hoped you would love him.

He made an effort to keep his sentimental heart under control for now. He wanted to be a proper gentleman to you! He wanted to take things nice and slow with you. Not to mention the scandal weighing down on his career currently, making his future rather unstable at best. You deserved someone who could provide for you and care for you... You deserved someone with a stable future. It wouldn't feel right for Zen to confront you with his feelings when he couldn't give you anything in return. At least, that's how he viewed it.

That is until he had to rush in to save you from that damn hacker.

Zen was aware of the danger this world possessed. Hell, he went through so many dangerous situations in his not so long lifetime, he could easily write an entire book about it, if he put his mind to it. But, nothing could compare to the paralyzing fear he felt in his very soul at the prospect of you being in danger, and him being unable to do anything about it. It made him act out in a way he hadn't in a long time. He will probably apologize to Seven for outright screaming at him to provide him the address to Rika's apartment... after giving him a piece of his mind at the party, that is.

Knowing that you were safe and sound beside him was an overwhelming relief that words couldn't describe. It was so strong, that his legs nearly gave out from underneath him the moment you two got back to his apartment. Still, he did his best to appear strong. For you. So that you could rely on him.

But... there was something else, too.

After almost losing you like that, he realized that he couldn't wait until the right moment to confess his feelings for you. Now, he knew more than ever, just how precious you became to him in a short amount of time that you have spent with him. And, truth is, he didn't want to hold back on his feelings anymore. You told him that he deserved to be selfish sometimes... So, as the day slowly faded into night, he gathered all his courage and paddled over to the tiny kitchen, where you resided currently.

"...Y/N?"

You were caught off guard and gasped as you whirled around to look at him with wide eyes. Damn it. He probably should have warned you first. You were probably still so shaken after everything that happened back at the apartment... He chastised himself internally before raising his hands up in the air to comfort you.

Well, no time like the present.

⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝

"My bad, my bad! Didn't mean to startle you. You okay?" Zen watched you with a worried expression plastered all over his beautifully sculpted face. Seeing him there caused your head to fill up with various thoughts for some reason. So many things have happened in the span of just ten measly days. And yet, it felt like months have passed. Figuring out your own feelings amid all this chaos was practically impossible!

"I- Yes, sorry! I just got lost in my head for a moment there." You laughed it off awkwardly. It was peculiar. Zen was always gorgeous, such is his fate. You thought it was only natural for you to get just a little bit flustered in his presence, especially if it's just the two of you in an enclosed space. But, right now, he was rather disheveled. His long hair was tied up in a messy bun, a couple of locks falling over his face rather adorably, his clothes were wrinkled from all the running you two went through today, and his face looked stricken with worry. And yet, somehow, you felt even more drawn to him than ever. He almost sparkled in that cheap kitchen lighting, much to your embarrassment. You couldn't even write it off on the possible moonlight, because his apartment had no windows!

As you stood staring at him, Zen began speaking with a nervous expression. "Y/N, to tell you the truth, I... have decided something after everything that happened to us today."

"Oh?" Just hearing him mention the horrible events of today's morning made all the color drain from your face. What was he going to tell you? You honestly had no idea, but, for some reason, your anxious mind came up with all sorts of worrying options. You sure hoped he wouldn't make you go back to that apartment... You were honestly not above begging if it came down to it. The thought of returning there was too much to handle.

Your chest felt incredibly tight with worry as you waited for him to continue with bated breath. Zen took a deep breath and then raised his piercing gaze back at you, making your heart skip a beat. And it wasn't due to the anxiety this time around. "What I want to say... is my true feelings. I know I already made it obvious that I like you, but... I want to say it properly this time around. I love you."

"Uh-" A small squeak slipped passed your lips as your breath got stuck in your throat. Did you hear him wrong, maybe? Did he... Did he really... So, you tried to pull yourself together and clarify. No reason to freak out just yet! "I... Did I... Did I hear that right? You... love me?"

"Yes, you heard it all precisely right. I love you, Y/N. As a person. As a partner. I love you." He didn't even hesitate. He spoke with confidence, his words were clear and loud enough for you to hear everything.

You could feel yourself freezing up again, the heat rushing to your cheeks before you could do anything to stop it. This was so different from the way you expected this conversation to go! Here you were, worrying about him sending you back to Rika's apartment, but instead he... confessed his love to you!? Amidst all the ticklish feelings of infatuation, came the feeling of great relief, making your shoulders slump forward.

Zen continued, carefully watching your reaction as he spoke. "I know that this is an inconvenient time for something like this. I know that the prospect of being with me in a romantic sense may be very stressful for you. But, please let me say this to you anyway. Y/N... I love you. I think... I think I fell for you even before we met face-to-face."

Zen's tender gaze made your legs feel weak from the intensity of his gaze. The eagerness in his beautiful ruby eyes conveyed more than even a thousand words ever could. He loved you. That's what his eyes told you. There was no doubt about it.

"You have always been so... genuinely supportive of me. You told me that I... that I am inspiring to you, both inside and out. You never saw me as just my looks. You never once doubted me during this recent scandal. Even when I doubted myself. You believed in me when no one else did. You... You don't know just how much you saved me." He smiled at you, and yet, it almost looked like he was about to tear up. He looked at you as if you were the most valuable thing in the entire universe at this moment. And the implications of that made your heart race even more than it already did, if that was even possible. Before you could reply in any way, though, he continued. "...I love your smile. I love how you always look straight at me and accept me as I am, even when I was at my weakest. I love you, Y/N. Because you saw me as who I am. I never knew someone could become so special to me in such a short amount of time, but... it's you, Y/N. And I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Zen..." Seeing all the emotion flowing through his eyes, and hearing him pour out his heart to you like this truly made you feel lightheaded. You were happy, but it wasn't due to his appearance. Oh, you were so unbelievably happy. And on the brink of crying, too. You were so relieved that he did not plan on sending you away, but you were even more relieved that...

The fact that you were also in love with Zen brought you relief. No other reason could be possible.

This conclusion was so natural, it was as simple as adding up 2 + 2. This was more than anything you've felt with him before. This was more than the ticklish sensations of surprise or embarrassment... You were just so incredibly happy. Giddy, even. The only thing that was left for you to do was to express it.

You accomplished it. Without even thinking, you reached for him and took hold of his sleeve, stopping him before he was about to go on with his words. In hindsight, this was a bit awkward, but you didn't care. Zen's eyes widened a little as he looked at you, awaiting your next move. "Y/N?"

But, unfortunately, you were at a loss for words. While Zen had too much to say, you couldn't form a single word, even as your chest was practically vibrating from all the feelings of affection and happiness stacked within it. You and Zen just stared at one another for a moment or two, nothing but the buzzing sound of his freezer breaking through the silence. Even though you knew you loved him back, you couldn't find the right words to tell him. Was there even any need for the right words? You didn't know. It was confusing. Confusing and so damn exciting at the same time.

You decided to go for it. Blurting out anything that would come to your frazzled mind. "Z-Zen, I- Me too! I mean- Love. I love you, too. That's what I mean."

That was not awkward at all. You couldn't suppress a stupid laugh as you realized just how embarrassingly high-pitched your voice sounded. God, you were such a mess. Regardless, you continued on. In some weird way, you messing up so terribly at first made it easier to just be honest from then on.

"Sounds like a dream come true, my prince/ss". He murmured in return. And, before you could even think about it, he gently cupped your cheek, making your breath hitch. "...Can I kiss you?"

"Wait, no. That didn't come out right. What I'm trying to say is... I am so, so happy to hear you say all of these things... And I don't care about the timing, or your career, or the scandal, or anything at all. I mean- No, I do care, just- Agh, you get what I mean!" This time, Zen chuckled along with you, making your stomach fill up with butterflies at the sweet sound of it. With a happy smile, he nodded along and looked at you expectedly. This made you forget all about your reservations or nerves at once. You felt comfortable, relaxed. "What I'm trying to say here is... I want to be by your side. Supporting you. Loving you. And... And being loved by you. Does that sound okay?"

How could you refuse that?

[erenyeagerssgf]

aot as tropes pt 1

♡ characters: levi, hange, erwin

♡ contains: gn!reader, modern au, fluff, angst?, hcs, hange written with she/they pronouns

♡ warning: not proofread, lowercase intended

♡ a/n: something i’ve had in my drafts for a while that i decided to elaborate further only recently. college has been rough as hell, but writing is my only motivation rn. on the bright side tho, i might make some of these one-shots in the future 👀 pt 2 is currently being written & will include: eren, mikasa, armin, and jean

erwin

- my vacation fling

you met on vacation at a tourist spot

i’m sorry but i can just imagine erwin in those khaki shorts and short-sleeve polo shirts with those sandals

anyways

he asked you to take a picture of him since he was by himself & you take the picture for him

he makes conversation as he goes through the photos you took

you were a bit spontaneous - the reason you were on the trip in the first place with barely any luggage

“do you want to check out the rest of these spots together?” you ask erwin as you show him a pamphlet of local favorites

you guys ended up spending the rest of the day together

many pictures were taken & you guys even pretended to be a couple for the couple’s discount at this ice cream parlor

it felt as if you were newlyweds on a honeymoon & you swear you haven’t had this much fun before

it wasn’t until you were on the plane heading home that you realized you never exchanged contact information

staring at the fluffy white clouds that you were now eye-level with, you hope that you may one day run into him again

levi

- a stranger saved my life!

you hadn’t met up with your friend in a while, so naturally, you were excited and a bit less cautious of your surroundings

with your attention elsewhere, you crossed the street without realizing the light had turned red

a stranger tugs your body back into theirs

confused and a bit scared, you look back at the stranger who had pulled you and see a tired, but piercing gaze staring back at you

he immediately chastised you

“watch where you’re going. you could’ve gotten yourself killed.”

heart still racing - you weren’t sure if it was from almost dying or the handsome man that saved you - you thank him and ask for his contact information to repay him

he was hesitant, but after your persistence, he gave in

you contacted him every day in hopes of seeing him again and honestly he was annoyed

days later and no daily text messages, levi grew worried

had you gotten into some kind of accident? he wouldn’t be surprised after your little fiasco when he first met you

levi had not realized that he had grown used to your messages and began to miss them

after much consideration, levi contacted you first

a few hours later, you replied that your phone had broke and you brought it in to be repaired

you were happy that levi missed you and decided to shoot your shot

who knew that levi would agree to go on a date with you?

hange

- i have a crush on my professor?!

you don’t remember the first time your heart sped up in someone else’s presence nor the first time your cheeks grew so hot you thought you were having some kind of heat stroke

all you knew, was that the cause of your growing crush was none other than hange zoe, your chemistry professor

it seems that every time they lingered around you or helped you when you were stuck, butterflies welled up in your stomach

every time that expression of excitement made its way onto her face, you felt your own happiness course its way throughout your body

after learning that professor zoe would be attending the student & professor dinner meet up, you knew you had to go as well

a chance to spend time with your crush outside of class?? of course you wouldn’t miss this chance

after having a few too many drinks, you mustered up the courage to finally make your crush known. you didn’t think too hard about the regret you may feel the morning after, you only thought about how great of an opportunity this was

“professor zoe, may we step outside for a second?”

you poured your heart out to them and they had to admit, for how drunk you were, your confession was pretty articulate

to your dismay however, hange rejected you nicely. a relationship between professor and student was far too scandalous

morally, it wasn’t correct and hange could lose her job. she couldn’t return your feelings.

of course this would happen! what did you expect?

[bricommissions]

Haii haii.... I'm a minor who uses he/they Pronouns,, + I am so horribly awkward irl and people kinda mistake me on being on a bad mood/angry (because sometimes I squint my eyes because I cannot fucking see clearly bc I think I got the wrong prescription of my glasses!! And to add along with it, it furrows my eyebrow, and because of my "resting bitch face") but in reality I'm not I swear!! I lack friends but more on having acquaintances,,,, and I try to be nice in every social interaction(in the end the conversation won't last a minute) but uh I try to "look" or "act" more kind because I don't want my younger brother to start copying me like mom is gonna blame my fuckin ass if they turn out to be a little shithead delinquent, so yeah I guess I'm nicer to kids, even tho some of them are scared of me because of me being too nice with them or acting like I'm their older sibling!! But I swear I'm nice and respectful, sometimes annoying and clingy to my acquaintances? (I am backing off from them rn bc they might find me too annoying) and also to my older sibling, in online I'm the same but more social and like... I have 2 friends online, I'm a silly lad who roams around the internet either on tt, ao3, discord, or tumblr, and twitter, and of course I cannot forget about the slow self esteem!! Also it would be very very nice of you could pair me to both genshin and enstars thank you !! :D

omg hi hi, thank you so much for sending something in !! i hope you're having a good day/evening/night :D

DRUM ROLL, PLEASE . . .

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

FOR ENSEMBLE STARS : KOHAKU OUKAWA !!

i think the both of you would instantly get along very well. & it's only uphill from there !! as you said above, you're often mistaken for being in a bad mood. however, i think kohaku would be able to see through that & sense your true kindess right off the bat. he's very intelligent & good at reading people. that awkwardness you mentioned probably wouldn't even apply since he instantly feels more at ease around you compared to his unitmates.

if you were a part of the staff working with the younger idols in training, i have a feeling you would eventually run into kohaku. after you keep meeting, you'd eventually get to know each other better & even become friends !! since he has older sisters & you are an older sibling in your family, you'd be able to level with each other about family matters. you can share the struggles, exchange tips, & swap points of view. before you even realize it, you both start looking forward to spending time together.

kohaku starts helping you out with the young future idols when he's not working with his units, crazy:b & double face. he sees the way the younger teens are wary with you because of your older sibling vibes, but he's quick to defend you. kohaku is in a very crazy ( pun intended ) unit, but with you, his silly side comes out for reasons unrelated to work. he talks about how he doesn't quite understand how you don't have more friends considering how kind of a person you are. kohaku enthuses about how much he enjoys your company, that he's able to enjoy being himself with you. along those same lines, he's quick to pick up on your struggles with self esteem. that's why he always compliments you when he gets the chance. he points out your efforts to be kind, the way you take care of the idols in training, & how much respect you show to those around you.

after working with the young teens, you both have a habit of hanging out in the practice room once they all leave. you typically end up showing kohaku silly videos you've found on various platforms on your phone. the more this happens, the closer you'll sit together. eventually, you have an unspoken thing of holding hands while scrolling through the videos you wanted to see kohaku's reactions to in person. you showed him discord & he made an account; you obviously became friends on there. you might send him goofy memes on there whenever you're not together.

HOWEVER !! the unspoken thing becomes obvious when kohaku gives you a parting kiss on the cheek one evening after practice. the rest is history !!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

FOR GENSHIN IMPACT : BENNETT !!

i can think of no one other than mondstadt's coolest adventurer ever !! similarly to kohaku above, i think even an accidental "angry" face could not deterr him from befriending you almost instantly. he struggles with making friends because of his unfortunate bad luck streak, so he'd see becoming friends with you as a rare yet welcome instance of good luck !! perhaps you're also a part of the adventurer's guild ─ that could be how you both meet.

i think you'd both have a wonderful time adventuring with one another. since you are respectful, you wouldn't make fun of him for having a hard time with luck. you bond over reasons why it's difficult to make friends. him with his notorious bad luck, you with being misunderstood as someone with a temper. i think you both would be friends for at least a year before he starts realizing that his feelings may not be platonic anymore.

it's when he watches you tell the younger kids who dream of being adventurers themselves stories about your quests that he realizes he likes you !! you both often watch over the kiddos together after a long day of adventuring, so story time happens often. but there's something speial about that day.

bennett thinks about how he loves the way you don't judge him & how he deeply enjoys being your number one cheerleader. as the kids go home, he spends the rest of his time with you beneath the golden sunset telling you exactly how he feels.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

THANK YOU FOR READING !!

if you're the person that sent this & are unsatisfied with the results, feel free to shoot me an ask or im !!

if you'd like to receive one of these yourself, they are still open at the moment. please refer to THIS POST if you're interested.

if you liked my writing, please consider commissioning me !! it is my only source of income at the moment. i offering writing commissions such as custom character x reader fics, comfort character emails, ship fics, & more <3

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[neptoons1998]

Bedtime

A/N: I know have been neglecting Shuriri for a moment because I focus on writing/finishing Attoye rn. I'm in my AU bag right now because I am too chicken little to write things in canon. But here's something to tie you guys over lol.

Tags: Fluff AU, kidfic/family au

It was a quiet night in the busy city of Boston. Riri lay in bed, she just finished her new skin routine that Sharon said she desperately need since the birth of her daughter. Riri knew she wasn't going to able to keep with the multi-step skincare routine, once she get back to work in the coming months.

That's for future Riri to worry about.

Riri looked at the clock on her phone, Shuri should be done putting down Zariah. Surprisingly Zariah was one of sleep through night kind of babies. The only time the babe would cry during the night was to change her diaper or she wanted a late-night snack.

Curiosity getting the better of the scientist made her way to the nursery. Riri slowly pushed the door, to be greeted by Shuri focused on Zariah, who fell asleep mid-way drinking her milk from her bottle.

"She fell asleep right after eating," Shuri whispered still sitting in the rocking chair; as if the baby would wake instantly with a small number of decibels in the nursery.

"Well, my grandma always said something warm in your stomach will do that to you," Riri joked as she watched her love cradle Zariah. Riri sat herself down on the other rocking chair in Zariah's room. During her pregnancy, the woman couldn't decide which rocking chair she liked the most, to the point she started sobbing openly at the department store. Shuri, being the wonderful wife told her they could buy both of them. Riri gave a huff of amusement, "It's crazy for someone who has no kneecaps she's so cute."

"Of course she cute, she's got it from me, "Shuri quipped back Riri gave a soft smile.

"That's all you?" Riri circled her index finger in pointing at her love.

"Oh most definitely," Shuri huffs up her chest, "She going to have your attitude, so I think that's fair."

Riri rolled her eyes, "Whatever you say dear."

Slinet passed between the two. The pair enjoyed each other's company without words that need to be spoken. Shuri was in her thoughts, she was excitedly anxious and insecure about being a mother. Shuri read every baby book she could get her hands on. Books spewed all over the floor, asking Riri how was feeling billion times a day; making all of Riri's lunches when she went to work. Shuri wanted every independent variable to go right in their favor.

Shuri would be a fool to say the small baby didn't capture her heart as soon as she placed it in her hands that day in the delivery room. The only time she had this feeling was with Riri when the woman agree to be a girlfriend, later on, her wife.

"How are you feeling?" Shuri asked she knew she had said the same question too many times today. Riri knew it was Shuri's way of checking up on her. People tend to focus on the baby and not the mother; the gesture warmed Riri's, cold heart.

"Fine besides these ugly stretch marks," Riri said as she pulled up her shirt a little to see the lines on her stomach.

"Your stretch marks are so beautiful, love," Shuri said

Riri gave yawn tired too over her body, "Are you coming to bed anytime soon, or there's a new lady in your life."

Shuri gave a small chuckle as she placed the Zariah in her bassinet. The pair walked out of the nursery hand and hand, "You mean our lives."

[words-by-elliott]

oh my gosh there are like 17 of y'all now. Wowsers. I've been busy finding housing and trying to scrape together enough coin to make that happen. My phone broke too so I just downloaded Tumblr on the new one.

I've been doing witch activities recently. and I think this blog is a safe space to share my experiences and seekins.

as far as experience goes, I'm quite the novice. In magic I mean. but I'm exploring this part of me and trying to figure out what this is, and what it can be. to put it shortly, I am patient. I am open. I believe.

I bring this up because today I had much progress in this pursuit.

In the morning I communed with the sea. I grew up on the Raritan Bay, in my home and my love, New Jersey. It was a 10 minute walk to a quiet local beach. Despite this it had been years since I had fully communed with her. I regret taking her for granted. Especially because now I live a 45 minute drive from the ocean.

But I made it today, while it's still hot as fuck out. There was a lovely picnic, basking in the suns embrace, and of course, the bay.

I swam among the jellyfish with the friend who drove me. I helt held by the cool waves. I felt myself healing. I took my heart and mind stones in for a attunement before I left.

When we got back to the city I met my girlfriend.

I told her,

"Sorry I smell brackish."

She replied,

"you kinda have a brackish vibe all the time, it's really attractive."

It one of the best compliments I've ever received. I love that woman.

The day was not without stress. I struggled. I cried. There's a lot going on right now, I'm up in the air again.

But like, and this is gonna sound like a weird turn, Ive had this pumpkin from october of last year. She made it 11 months before she started growing mold.

This pumpkin has given me so much love and support these past few months. Everytime I saw it I would smile and laugh because it seemingly refused to decay.

It remained. Until now. A month from a year, and a month before my lease is up.

I said goodbye. Took a moment to thank her for the joy she's provided. Lit some insense and blew some smoke at her to send her off.

I kept the stem. Cut the flesh off, (which I'll make into paints later), and scrubbed away what was left of the pumpkin bits.

I love that pumpkin. I truly believe there's a joyful spirit inside of it, that I've fed and nurtured with my own joy and love. And it in turn has fed and nurtured me.

I made a necklace out of the stem. I believe that her sprit resides in it, and that that spirit is my friend. I get to take her with me wherever I want now, but I'm thinking about letting her cure so she doesn't get fucked up by moisture or something.

[the charms she wears are my heart and mind stones]

So yea, feeling very witchy rn. It's September so tis the season I suppose. But I remain excited for future lessons, experiences, and friends.

[litcrazh]

PART 2 BABY!!

MLB if the characters were more realistic and the show was more ~mature~

ok so i know i went into detail about the “adrienette” side of the story (which is my the best ship, undoubtedly) but this is more of the first kiss- i got rid of dark cupid being there first kiss bc i really want adrien to remember this, and it might help them with identities in the future 🫣🤭

DONT WORRY GUYS I WILL TALK ABOUT ALL SIDES OF THE SQUARE (and lukanette + adrien jealously teehee)

so this is when they are 15 and adrien and mari are finding success in each respectful careers. adrien is now more of a well known model (think ross lynch type of looks but even MORE ✨) and mari is getting more and more commissions ever since jagged shouted her out.

^^^ tbh tbh this isn’t really THAT important to the story but just wanted to let you guys know that they are thriving career wise af rn.

guys this is really angsty and out of character for the show, but really in character for my cannon.

so it’s career day for the parents and everyone is like

“my mom is a chef!! i love how’s she always there for me”

“my dads the chief of popo here! he always has my back🤞🤞”

and adrien no surprise because gaberial is a bitch has no one there. so mme. bustier is like, “adrien it’s your turn” and he’s like what???? this bitch

so he casually plays it off, and is like “i’ll call my dad rn he’s just late 😄😄” and on the inside he’s emo. so he leaves but mari being the #cetifiedlegend follows him bc she worried.

i’m switching into story mode guys don’t be alarmed!!

mari pov:

i watched adrien walk out of the class, the door shutting louder then intended. mme. bustier cleared her throat, her hands fidgeting due to the uneasy tension.

“maman,” i whispered, her leaning her head down to hear me, “i’m going to check on him,” she simply placed her hand over mine and plastered a sympathetic smile, one that i returned. i met madam’s eye and she nodded, alluding towards the door.

“-do is what you ask, father. please!” his voice cracked desperately, a mirage of the happy model he always portrays.

“adrien i am not wasting my time on this. i have more important things to do,” M. Agreste’s voice rang out through the phone, and i cringed at his words.

he let out a dry laugh, “stuff that’s more important than me?” adrien asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“do not pity yourself, adrien. you are an agreste, start acting like one and not an emotional toddler,” i didn’t know what i was expecting from adrien after that comment. more and more he had been rebelling from that fucking monarch like father. but not in a million years would i expect what happened next. No, two million.

“i’ll stop acting like a toddler when you start acting like a fucking father,” his voice was cold, expression dark. a beep signaled the end of the call, and adrien tossed his phone to the bench. then, he punched the wall. i gasped and he finally noticed my presence. his eyes were watery and i walked toward him, arms opening for a hug.

“adrien i am so sor-“

“sorry?” he cut me off, “you’re sorry? i bet you are.”

“adrien what are you talking about?” i asked, my voice trying to remain calm.

“your fucking good, i’ll give you that. always being perfect little marinette who’s so ready to help out anyone!” tears were leaking down his face now, shaking his head frantically, “do you even fucking care about me? or am i just another step to get to the top?”

“what the fuck?” i demanded, my voice raising slightly, “your one of my best friends, of course i care,”

“it’s really fucking funny when you act innocent, know that mari?” his voice matched my level, “everyone cares about adrien agreste, but n-nobody cares about adrien. adrien with a dead mom and a father who doesn’t love him!” he was borderline screaming now, and i was thankful that we were outside alone. my eyes grew wide and i felt tears pool at the bottom of my orbs.

“you know that’s not true,” i whispered.

oh no.

a black butterfly flew behind him.

“adrien, please calm down. there’s an akuma right there, i- i please you know how much i care.”

“do i?” he shouted, “i don’t even fucking care if i get akumatized,” closer.

i took a step towards him, pleading.

“nino loves you! he tells me all the time how grateful he is to have you. alya too! you know that she’s all tuff love,” my voice had to be raised to match his, otherwise his anger might block out everything, “kim, max, alix, ‘gami, jules-“

he shook his head frantically, backing himself into the wall as i came closer. now, with a slight tilt of my head i could see his eyes. his usual bright green eyes that now showed the purple neon mask that i was too familiar with.

“unrole model, i am hawk-“

i kissed him.

i tried to convey every emotion i felt, and everything good about him in it. his head jerked away, but his body pushed me closer.

he’s fighting him.

my arms wrapped around his neck, fingers running through silky hair. his lips started moving back, kissing me with such fever i could (and have) only dream about. one of his large hands traveled to undo my pigtails while the other delicately cupped my jaw. our tears mixed together, a salty taste on the lips.

it was sloppy, it was desperate, it was perfect.

reluctantly i pushed away, seeing a white butterfly on his shoulder, but that was the least of my worries. i gazed up into those beautiful eyes that never failed to make me speechless, but today it made me a preacher. his arms rested held me close and i cupped his jaw.

“i care about you. more then you could ever know. i lo-“ his eyes widened, “i look forward to seeing you everyday day and every night i only hope your as happy as you make me feel. you’re not alone, not ever,” a beat passed, then another. i put my hand out towards the butterfly, both of our mouths parted in suprise at the now purified akuma.

“did- did you just purify that?” i simply nodded and we watched it flutter away. he took a deep sigh.

“marinette,” he whimpered, then rested his head face down against my shoulder. his quiet sobs shook his body, and i petted his hair to smooth him. his voice, raw and defeated muttered, “i’m so sorry for saying that. i know you don’t think that i-“

“shh, it’s ok, i know adrien,” he lifted his head and stood to his full height. he smiled a small smile and cupped my jaw. his lips met mine, now slow and full of passion. a smiled softly against his, then returned it.

“thank you,” he whispered in my ear, then left one more kiss on my checks. i wiped his tears, and nodded.

“me and you, always,”

FINE I ADMIT IM NO WRITER.

the fucked up part of it was fucking gaberial wanting adrien to get angry SO he can akumatize him. this really sets adrien and maris relationship going, but adrien is still like “mari saved me from hawkmoth, she’s such a good friend 😄😄” and nino is like WTF.

[purplejan]

emotional post warning!!

what's been making me so sad these past weeks was the passing away of my godfather, it was sudden and at a very cruel time; he had a heart attack the day after his wedding. i got the news over the phone after he had been hospitalized for three days (my parents didn't tell me before thinking he was gonna get better) and tbh i still feel like i haven't processed it fully. because of uni i i couldn't come to the funeral, but thankfully my parents were able to go see me for a lil while last weekend.

he was such a kind loving man, and the closest friend of my dad's since they were kids, and he had so much to live for, he had just married the love of his life after being together for more than 20 years and then this shit happened.

today my parents and i went to visit my auntie and see how she is doing, which of course is not great, but despite the heartbreak and hurt she's holding on and is being supported by her loved ones. we made homemade bread, played with her grandson, told stories from the past, remembered him and just spent some very needed time together, i kinda needed that, i needed to hug her tightly and not let go for a bit.

i started crying when my dad and i were petting my godfather's dogs, and i thought of the last hug he gave me, and i choose to keep that last sweet memory of us in my mind for whenever the sadness becomes too much.

it's all still so fresh and ugly, i can't really listen to any love song that mentions weddings/people growing old together without thinking of him and the love he had with my auntie, i broke down last week when lover started playing cause that's what they had and were supposed to be living now, the emotion and excitement they shared for their future together was through the roofs you saw them and you could feel the love they had for one another, and i just, fuck, it's not fair. my parents have been with my auntie a lot these past days, but it must be all so fucking hard.

anyways, this post was just a way of putting my emotions down, today was very healing, at first i was hesitant of going for the fear of crying as soon as i stepped into his house (which ofc is not what my auntie needs rn) but i'm glad i went, that i was able to talk about him and was just there accompanying my auntie, even if just to help as a distraction for a bit.

[inkofamethyst]

January 4, 2023

AFKDJFKSDLFJKSLJGLS UM HELLO I JUST WOKE UP TO AN INTERVIEW OFFER FROM MY CHOICE 4 [Choice F]

I WAS SO EXCITED I THREW MY PHONE (then subsequently called my parents, of course)

REMEMBER, THIS IS THE ONE THAT I SUBMITTED FIRST AND

did not include a transfer transcript from that summer program because the service was being stupid

wrote a really crappy 1000-word research proposal for (actually two crappy research proposals bc I had to split between straightup morphology and evodevo)

used the phrase “since middle school” instead of “for nearly a decade” (I switched out that phrasing in my diversity statement when I applied to my choice 2 lol) and this has been haunting me because I think it shows how young I am which is a bad think for PhD apps I think because it means I could change my mind really easily

it had seven essays most of which were fine, but I’m not really looking forward to reading them over when I prepare for the visit

one of my recs was submitted late

LUCKILY I can choose my date of visitation, so there won’t be overlap between this one and my Choice 2 [Choice D] (I would like to restate for the court that having a numerical list of these feels wrong because a) I haven’t visited any of these schools so I don’t even know if I vibe with the environment and b) each of them have different strengths, and it would be really easy for me to switch around some of their placements, I think (except Choice 7 [Choice A])).

Really, truly, all I’m waiting for is to see if I got the diversity fellowship from my Choice 3 [Choice G] (the one where I know the lady I want to work with).  She said they usually send out that information in January, and if I hear about it before the fifteenth, then I will officially have an option, and I won’t apply to my Choice 7 [Choice A] (and I’ll save $75).  Then I wouldn’t have to worry about the possibility of making the decision between attending grad school somewhere I don’t want to go and taking a year off then reapplying (currently leaning toward the year off option if it came to it).  These interview invitations are lovely, but they are not concrete acceptances.

BUT.  I can still bask in the glory of interview offers because they are investing in me.  Choice 4 [Choice F] is also paying for the visit, but their budget is clearly smaller than Choice 2 [Choice D].  That doesn’t necessarily bother me.  My Choice 2 is up there with the Ivies in terms of prestige, but my Choice 4 [Choice F] does have an awesome department (one thing about Choice 4 [Choice F] though is that it’s fully an Anthropology Department, so I would be required to take anth courses outside of my concentration which is fine because I like learning in general and that could prepare me for teaching more general anth courses as a budding prof in the future, but some of the other departments are fully bioanth, so I can finally start learning more about the topics I fell in love with (oh wait not to mention the literal problem with racism that my Choice 4 is having rn,,,,,,,  (I’d really like it if an unproblematic school offered me an interview, actually, that would be lovely [edit 2: this is so funny because three students died at my current uni over the two years before I decided to apply... I don’t know if there really are unproblematic schools]))).

Today is gonna be pretty chill otherwise, so I’m thankful for another interview offer, this is dope.

It does mean that I’m going to have to braid my hair this weekend :/  But it does also mean that I can just put my hair into a puff for the rest of this week, and I was really not looking forward to twisting for six hours today so that’s nice.

It’s so beautiful outside, I’m going to just chill out there today and read, I think (after I wash my dishes and do my hair).

I need to stop qualifying every positive thing with something negative.  This is not bringing balance to the universe or whatever, it’s me actively stealing my own joy.

[edit: it rained on me -_-]

[edit 2.5: the rain didn’t last long, and I went to go get some work done outside, and then I saw a lovely sunset and had a nice walk for my mental health]

[rainofdauwuand0w0]

Its one forty six am as i start writing this out on my phone

I sometimes think about alot of things of course randomly, sometimes I ramble about them in a video format (which I will make another rain rambles video at some point) but rn is just my intrigue with seeing…idk things of mine starting to get considered…old? Or seeing the styles of certain things come back, like frutiger aero/web gloss 2.0 and all its other brothers and sisters of styles coming back into the limelight of that era cus we’ve grown up and wanna either re-get in touch with how it was and style our own things after it, or the younger of the current generation z and gen alpha taking a look at it and loving the style. Hearing songs getting bundled in “all your hits of the early 2000’s” and audibly saying “noooo not yet!” While my mom laughs and says “your turn” in a lighthearted manner. Watching things near my homes over the years shift and change, things getting added, places i wished existed when i was younger so Id have more interest to even think about staying in my home state thats been memed about to death but is so goddamn boring when you are actually here, im watching anime bars get added from tiktok, a goth themed food place called biteme i believe dealing in mainly sweets, A FUCKING NARUTO RESTURANT THAT YOU CAN CURRENTLY GET TO GO ORDERS FROM AND THEY PLAN TO EVENTUALLY OPEN THE INSIDE IF IT DOES WELL, I just…

I’m watching the world around me change while i can smell the winds of old blowing of my past at the same time, I picked team present for the splatoon 3 grand festival for another secret reason.

Because the past is hard to remember for me, due to probably a mix of trauma and being in a bad car accident when i was little, I can only emulate the limited good feelings, not to mention me being undiagnosed (still to this day, i only have vibes and peer review) so that combo just…fucks with my mind.

Then there is the future, while my current future looks bright, so many times Ive watched a future that I thought would happen and planned out in my head just crumble apart or feel so damn hard to achieve, I fall and fall into my mind at each time, and eventually I just became just…so focused on the now, so much so it feels like a haze, only recently thanks to my boyfriend of current do I feel comfy even dare looking towards the future.

…hearing splatoon 1’s sounds was both a blessing…and a bit of a curse, good to hear the fun of old songs that made me happy when times were rough…but remembering the rough times themselves almost in a fixed camera view…like silent hill or games that take inspiration from that, being the director to my own fuzzy memory, meanwhile I get nightmares again randomly, even though my brain originally stopped making them, I might’ve talked about it, but in a final nightmare for a bit…my brain zoomed in on a radio, and it said “and thats the end of our dream programming” or something along those lines….but after that, until ive been with my boyfriend a bit, I didnt have nightmares just…blank mind since middle school.

Its weird.

I feel “old” in a sense that only the internet and regular general media can make you, because “okay we kinda acknowledge ourselves as adults now, here is nostalgic vibes playlist to post to youtube and stuff” and also “2000’s hits” just… agh