#it 12:56 for me so gn

[ab--n]

Me too, have a problem.

I used a limited color palette for this,

I just winged Dulcianas color palette please tell if I was wrong.

Any Tumblr was hungry and ate the quality so click to see it better.

Dulciades doodles because fuck self control

I might have a problem.

[aelove]

𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

PAIRING: niki x gn!reader GENRE: fluff, best friends to lovers au, accidental confession, fake texts but written lol SUMMARY: niki accidentally finds out about your crush on him because of your questionable taste in music WARNINGS: slight cursing, niki and yn having horrible sleep schedules, ap lang hw, jungwon is your brother, niki uses baby as a petname, niki likes to tease yn, kind of weird formatting MASTERLIST | NAVI

dance machine 🤖

bro u ok ? [12:53 AM] 

you 

niki wtf why are u still up  didn’t you have rehearsals till 11 go to sleep b4 i tell ur mom [12:54 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

u didnt answer ☝️ [12:54 AM] 

you 

yeah im fine why r u asking  [12:55 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

is that what you tell your therapist?ur definitely psycho [12:56 AM] 

you 

ouch that kinda hurt ngl 😔 what brought that on tho? [12:56 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

be fr rn no sane person listens to skechers for 2 hrs straight [12:57 AM] 

you 

wait wtf are u stalking me how'd u know?? [12:57 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

LMAO ur spotify friend activity [12:57 AM] 

you

what is that ?? [12:57 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

it shows all the songs u listen to [12:58 AM] 

you

and you kept watching it for 2 hrs ... wow stalker much atp just admit ur obsessed with me [12:58 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

hmm yn 🤔 what do you think jungwon would say if i told him abt ur taste in music [12:58 AM] 

you

NIKI YOU BETTER NOT he doesn't need any more teasing material ... [12:59 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

i wouldn't blame him u r always embarrassing yourself... [12:59 AM]

you

anyways why are u still up 😒 isn’t it past ur bedtime u big baby [12:59 AM] 

dance machine 🤖

im doing ap lang hw 🤮 haha u must rlly want me to tell jungwon …  [1:00 AM]

you

shut up . . . istg if u tell my brother 🙂 🔪 also did u forget that u have practice at 5 am in 4 hrs [1:01 AM]

dance machine 🤖

yeah ik i'm not that dumb 🙄 not sure mr.kim cares abt my sleep schedule … omg yn [1:01 AM]

you

??? huh what is it niki istg if ur setting me up for a dn joke [1:02 AM]

 dance machine 🤖

yk u love them 😏 just give me a sec … i’ll send u a pic [1:02 AM]

you

ok lol uhh should i be worried? [1:03 AM]

dance machine 🤖

ur so down bad for me LMAO [1:03 AM]

[picture sent] so u love me huh? 😏 [1:03 AM]

you

wow i think apple music just got a new customer lol u weren't supposed to see that ... haha i think it's past my bedtime i'm gonna go to sleep now [1:07 AM]

dance machine 🤖

istg ur so shy sometimes 🙄 [1:07 AM]

you

why wouldn't i be shy?? u literally just found out that i have a crush on u . . . [1:08 AM]

dance machine 🤖

ur so stupid yn i like you too dummy i've liked you for the longest time even during ur toxic army phase 🤧 [1:08 AM]

you

never took you for the sappy type [1:09 AM]

dance machine 🤖

bby just shut up and go to sleep let's talk in the morning, ok? [1:10 AM]

you

bby ... it's technically morning rn when r u gonna go to sleep [1:10 AM]

dance machine 🤖

do u always need to have the last word? 😐 dw ill go to sleep in a few more minutes im almost done with the hw [1:11 AM]

you

ok, but u better go to sleep soon ☹️ ily gn niki <3 [1:11 AM]

dance machine 🤖

love you too ig ill see u in my dreams bby [1:12 AM]

★ permanent taglist: @gfksn ; send an ask to be added

[niki-phoria]

I have a req for jungwon cuz i don’t think anyone has for a while now.

So an 8th member au and this is set after filming en-o’clock ep. 56 where they make chocolate tarts.

jungwon actually made his tart for you and he shyly gives it to you to make up for forgetting your first anniversary. u weren’t mad at him about it, but you forgave him anyway and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

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pairing: jungwon x 8th member!gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 601

includes: established relationship, lowkey a sickfic, the ending is weird i'm so sorry

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :)) feedback is appreciated <33

requests open !! read my rules first

you groan when a gentle hand rubbing against your shoulder forcefully pulls you out of your peaceful sleep. a few rays of sunlight have just begun to seep in through the windows. you wince as you sit up; nausea and dizziness greeting you. “y/n?” jungwon whispers. “are you okay?”

your only response comes in the form of a violent cough ripping through your lungs. jungwon reaches over, gently patting your back until the wave passes before he coaxes you to lay back down against the sheets. “it’s okay,” he whispers. he reaches up to press the back of his hand against your forehead before furrowing his eyebrows as he pulls away. “thank you,” you rasp out. 

jungwon leans down to press a kiss against your forehead before he slips away from your bed.  “just get some rest. i’ll talk to the hyungs.”

despite it being hours later by the time you wake up, it only feels like seconds. you’re awoken by your phone vibrating against your bedside table; begging for attention. you shift just enough to reach over and grab it before lifting it to your ear. “hello?”

“y/n,” jay’s voice comes through clearly from the other end. “how are you feeling?”

“i’ve been better,” you cough. “what’s going on? i thought you were filming all day today.”

“we are.” there’s a pause and a few seconds of scuffling before he speaks again. “do you think you can make it over here? jungwon keeps going on about how he wishes you were here.”

you chuckle before pulling your phone away just long enough to check the time. 12:54. “sure,” you say as you push yourself out of the covers. “i’ll be right there.”

the familiar buzz of the studio lights above greet you when you push the door open. you adjust the black mask on your face a little before walking over to stand behind the cameras. “y/n!” jungwon cheers. he gestures for you to join him behind the counter. “you’re here!”

“i’m here,” you chuckle. your throat feels scratchy when you speak and the lights illuminating the counter make your head ache but you ignore it in favor of standing beside jungwon. he wraps his arms around your waist, letting you lean your weight against him. 

jay reaches over to pat your shoulder as a form of greeting. “i’m glad you could make it,” he smiles. 

“me too,” you nod. 

jungwon reaches out, pulling a small plate towards you. “here! we made chocolate tarts.”

the tart has been freshly made and is decorated with large sprinkles. they line the tart in a circle, complete with a few larger pieces of chocolate in the center to form a heart. “wow,” you gasp. “you made this?”

you chuckle at jungwon’s prideful smile as he excitedly nods. “from scratch.”

his arm wraps around your waist, guiding you towards two chairs at the edge of the counter. the light slowly begins to dim down as a few staff members shut them off. “we’ll leave you two alone,” sunghoon passes you two forks before playfully winking as he leaves. 

you roll your eyes at the implication but accept the utensils nonetheless. “here,” jungwon whispers, shyly pushing the tart towards you. “a make up. for missing our anniversary.”

“i already told you, it’s okay,” you chuckle. jungwon reaches over, intertwining your fingers together. you lean over, pressing a sweet kiss against his cheek. “but… thank you. now come on. let’s eat.”

your fork slices through the chocolate easily. jungwon follows your lead, grabbing a bite himself. “cheers,” you whisper. 

“cheers,” jungwon chuckles.

[ilyuu-archive]

‘til dawn. [discontinued.]

scaramouche x gn!reader x xiao smau.

synopsis ; one of your friends, venti, went missing in this little outing of drinks and it’s up to you and your ragtag of a team (6reeze) to try and find him. alongside trying to find him, you also find a few things about two of your “friends” that has something to do with you, and all in the eclipse of a night. it’ll be a long time before the skies wake up so try to stay up until then.

content ; modern au, friends to lovers, one sided pining, love rivals, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, alcohol.

updates ; sporadic! please be patient with me as i try and move around this,,,

status . . . online.

high (figuratively). <- soon.

roomies. || 2am trope.

11:29 PM.

i . . . missing? (clickbait?)

ii . . . please leave a message. ✎

iii . . . skill issue tbh. ✎ (extra.)

11:56 PM.

iv . . . wasted. (extra.)

12:00 AM.

v . . . horror movie tactic.

vi . . . bark, bark.

12:33 AM.

vii . . . nothing here, folks.

viii . . . tba.

extras.

— movie run.

taglist (open!) ; @yzeniko, @yukiipc, @starz222, @the-ghost-0f-t0m0, @mondaymelon, @wanderchive, @kyouzki, @mamafly, @kitanablades, @beriiov, @crucnhice, @neigesprincess, @sxiaoul, @mikctp, @sukunasrealgf, @abvolat, @riikyu, @st0pthatsgay, @h-8chi, @tiddieshakeshownu, @gekkow, @ynverse, @sainthoma . . . (bold meaning cannot be tagged.)

[spideesenses]

Half a Heart → Miguel O’Hara

pairing: miguel x gn!reader

warnings: angsty

prompt: miguel has a difficult time balancing out work and his personal life; you have received the short end of the stick countless of times.

Midnight rolled around & the empty spot next to you remains cold. Your heavy heart aches. You tried not to cry, but once that pinch in your chest comes to light, you can’t help the knot that gets stuck in your throat.

This was the 12th time this month that Miguel had left you hanging without any form of communication. 12th time the two of you had planned for a date & him not show up. You understood that he ran a business, you weren’t entirely sure what the business was, only that you would be safer if you didn’t know & to trust Miguel. Him not showing up was only a portion of the issue… the other part was him not communicating. Would you still be a little disappointed if he did communicate? Yes, of course, anyone would be if plans fell through last minute. But you wouldn’t have to hold onto this sliver of hope that just maybe… he’d make it this time.

You started thinking about how he hardly texted you as it was. You weren’t exactly the clingy type. You could be at times, but as a full-time worker, you understood that obligations come up. To make sure you weren’t crazy, you pulled out your phone. You scrolled, making note of the conversations that you had & all of them, were conversations that you initiated.

Two weeks ago

You — 6:56 AM good morning love, i hope you have a great day today. i miss you so much. i’m off at 5 today. any chance we can order takeout and have a movie night?💕

Miggy Smalls — 7:12 AM Buenos dias mi vida. I should be good for a date night, only I’ll be home at around 9 the latest. That okay with you? Be safe, i miss you xo💋

You — 7:15 AM sounds good. should i order from that thai place up the street?

You — 5:20 PM miguel?

You — 6:01 PM i ordered your favorite. should be here in 2 hours and a half. let me know when you’re on the way home. stay safe

You — 8:10 PM oh! i saw this and it reminded me of you. thought you might have a laugh [attachment]

You — 9:32 PM hey, you on the way? im throwing your food in the microwave so it’s warm when you get here!

You — 11:24 PM haven’t heard from you. hope you’re okay. food’s in the fridge🥺

Miggy Smalls — 2:12 AM Dios mios, lo siento baby. I’ll make it up to you, I promise

Two weeks ago

You — 9:44 AM hi! thinking of you. i miss you😭 little bit extra today.

Miggy Smalls - 10 AM Does my baby need a hug delivered? I’ll stop by with some lunch too.

You — 10:03 AM oh please! and a kiss too, while you’re at it🥺

Miggy Smalls — 11:45 AM Omw baby. Hang tight

You — 2:12 PM thank you for coming to see me today. it was very special to me & meant a lot. i love you

Miggy Smalls — 3:54 PM I love you baby. Of course. Sorry it’s been a while since we’ve spent time together, work can be unpredictable at times

You — 4 PM all good. just try to talk to me more, so i can be understanding, okay?

It wasn’t all bad. Miguel had his moments where he would show up for some cuddles. He wouldn’t stay long, but those moments were sacred to you. You cherished those moments beyond his imagination. Of course you did, you had to with how rare they were.

Tears rolled down your face as you went through your messages. You missed him so much. More than words could fathom. And with every single fiber in your body, you wished that you could stop feeling this feeling. Missing him was painful. It felt like your body was operating without its heart. Like you were walking around with only one shoe.

It wasn’t always like this either. In the beginning, Miguel was the one texting and calling you first. He was showing up to your apartment with food and a movie, or a puzzle he picked up. Actually, one of your first quarrels was how he felt like you weren’t doing these things for him. And you felt like these were things he enjoyed, so you didn’t want to take it from him; so the resolution was you would take turns. But that Miguel feels like he’s millions of miles away, as if he’s a completely different person.

You tried your hardest to distract yourself, but the screaming red light of your digital clock reading 12:56 PM only mocked you. You couldn’t get the time of his day. Could you even consider this a relationship?

The memories slowly peeled away in your head. Good and bad. And you really began questioning if the good really could outweigh the bad.

A shadow drifts across your window, causing you to sit up, immediately wiping your face with the sleeve of Miguel’s hoodie. If an intruder was going to get you, you’d be damned if it were booger-faced crying.

Immediately, your heart starts to pound in your chest; if the intruder didn’t know any better, it’d almost be as if you were knocking at the window. You reached for your bedside lamp, clutching it at the base, raising your arm as the shadowed figure presses their fingers to push up the window. Without hesitating, you swipe the lamp at the unnamed stranger.

“Ow! Babe?” you hadn’t even realized your eyes were closed shut and turned to the side. You peeked your eyes and there he was in all of his glory.

“M-Miguel?” you sniffled. You couldn’t help it. You saw him and your heart tore. The weld in your throat tightened as you swallowed.

“Baby, it’s okay. It’s just me.”

Only it wasn’t.

[leebitkitty]

list of skz nsfw prompts!

minors DO NOT INTERACT with this content

note: thank you all so much for 300 followers! i srsly do not know what to say, i can't believe yall still scroll thru my content even tho i'm barely active. i will try my best to be more active from now on, as an apology for my absence and gift to my followers, i present to you a list of skz nsfw prompts :)

2nd note: not all of these prompts are mine!! cr to: @fight-me-m8 and @httpseiki !

how to request? pick the number of the prompt + pairing(s). please tell me in the ask if its gn!reader, fem!reader, or gn!afab!reader and if you don't tell me any of these, i will write for gn!reader. multiple members are allowed. next, pick the dynamic. (i.e the sub/dom/switch)

please reblog to spread and go crazy in my inbox!!

1. "caught ya, kitty."

2. "honey, you're perfect.

3. "oh, you are not wearing that."

4. "you're not.. wearing anything under that.. are you?"

5. "oh, please.. touch me already"

6. "god, you're so sickeningly beautiful"

7. "oh, fuck, it's huge."

8. "you're sitting on my lap, we're friends, and im hard. i'm sorry."

9. "p-please.. i've been so good!"

10. "beg for it then."

11. "next time, say that when i'm inside you."

12. "fucking shut up and take it!"

13. "you don't deserve it after being a brat, do you?"

14. "stop dancing like that or i'm going to cum in my pants."

15. "so needy, huh?"

16. "come and sit on my cock"

17. "i'm going to fuck you so hard you'll forget about that dumb asshole."

18. "that was the first time i'd heard you moan.. it was like a melody to my ears."

19. "i'm done being just roomates."

20. "fuck! im sorry! i shouldn't have entered.."

21. "fuck yourself and let me watch."

22. "should i give you a massage?"

23. "bold now, are we?

24. "why don't you come and join?"

25. "you just look so fuckable in my shirt."

26. "it's late, shouldn't you be asleep?"

27. "i'm going to cum if you dont stop."

28. "how was your wet dream?"

29. "stop." "no.. no fuck i can't"

30. "fuck, we really shouldn't be doing this"

31. "your brother is right outside.."

32. "let me show you just how much i love you"

33. "fuck, i can't cum like this."

34. "we're in public, honey.."

35. "ugh.. it's too early.."

36. "i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to cum in my pants."

37. "why are you worrying? thats so cute, it turns me on."

38. "fuck, i'm hard again."

39. "let's start off with touching here.."

40. "i'm sorry, i've never done.. you know.. this before."

41. "whimpering like a puppy in heat aren't you? dumb dog."

42. "yeah? you like that? you like when i touch you there?"

43. "you're mine now. never see that asshole again."

44. "fuck! it's too much.."

45. "the only thing you're getting is my thigh. c'mon, fuck yourself on it."

46. "fuck, i really need you right now."

47. "can't wait to come home to you and fuck you till the last thing you remember is my name."

48. "if you wanted me so bad you should've said it."

49. "what did i say about breaking the rules?"

50. "how about you beg for it first?"

51. "yeah? you want me to breed you? to fill you up with my load?"

52. "let's save water by showering together, baby"

53. "n-no! it's too sensitive t-there.."

54. "i'm sorry i just couldn't wait any longer.."

55. "a-ah! please, i need you so bad, i've been s-so good!"

56. "once this meeting is over, i'm going to get you back, brat."

57. "so is it me or the game, baby~"

58. "what a slut. screaming like a whore under me as i fuck your brains out."

59. "you thought i was asleep? you thought wrong."

60. "cum for me again, i know you have it in you~"

61. "does it get you hard knowing our friends are 10 feet away?"

62. "i came so hard last night just from a picture of you"

63. "stop being a fucking brat and move your hand."

64. "you're driving me crazy right now, you jerk."

65. "i love you."

© leebitkitty, 2023

[leighsartworks216]

20 Questions for Fic Writers Game

Tagged by @shenanigans-and-imagines! I don't usually do these, but hell why not

1 - How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 56 individual "works", but that doesn't count how many chapters/actual fics I have posted there

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2 - What's your total AO3 word count?

373,417

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3 - What fandoms do you write for?

So many, oh god. Markiplier Egos, Marvel, The Witcher, Star Wars, Jurassic Park, NCIS, Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit, The Arcana, For The Love Of The Gods, Ace Attorney, Indiana Jones, Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom, Howl's Moving Castle, Enola Holmes, Doctor Who, Star Trek, Baldur's Gate 3. These are just all the fandoms I have characters I will write for in, so even though I don't have fics for all these fandoms, I will write for them

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4 - What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

You Have A Type, Don't You? - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

I Come With Knives (series) - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Designated Lockpicker - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Astarion Drabbles - Astarion x Tav/Reader ficlets

You Hate Me - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

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5 - Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

It depends on the comment, but I don't respond all the time. If someone has a question, or I feel I need to correct them/steer them in the right direction, I'll answer, but I don't respond to most of the ones gushing/aweing over the fic, not to say I don't still appreciate them all immensely.

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6 - What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Rom, My Beloved is my saddest/angstiest from my individual works, but there are some really angsty fics in my Loki and Markiplier Ego compiled works. I wrote it because Rom is my favorite Bloodborne boss and I just loved her lore, but tragedy abounds when you talk about a Soulsborne game

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7 -What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A lot of my fics nowadays have happy endings, but my favorite of my completed individual works is probably The Rescue of Magistrate Ancunin, because it's open-ended as to what could happen next but it takes a devastating moment from Astarion's life and makes it nice and a little silly

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8 - Do you get hate on fics?

In recent memory, no, but I'm sure I have at some point. I usually delete it and move on

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9 - Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Very vanilla but very emotionally-charged. I have a tendency to focus more on the emotions of those involved and how they feel about their partner over how the sex feels

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10 - Do you write crossovers?

No, but I have thought about doing a Witcher and Bloodborne crossover, because I think it would be very interesting

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11 - Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of. I did check through the major sites when AI bots started scraping fics off AO3, but I didn't see anything then. If anything does come up though, absolutely let me know

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12 - Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but! Back when I wrote on Wattpad, I had some very lovely person ask to read my fic on Youtube. I agreed and I wish I could find it, because I just remember being so elated by it

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13 - Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope. I don't really know how to approach co-writing, and it's just not something I'm too interested in rn

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14 - What's your all time favorite ship?

Uh uhm pass (I can't think of any 💀)

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15 - What's a WIP that you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I have a Breath of the Wild fic planned out, with notes and even a first chapter written out and future ones with little bits drabbled out, but when I tried revisiting it again, I was just so lost in what I had planned. I hope one day I can finish it, but it's not gonna be soon

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16 - What are your writing strengths?

I've been told that it's the little details I add that ground it more into reality, ie hair getting caught on earrings or a voice cracking while trying to sing

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17 - What are your writing weaknesses?

I feel like I don't describe things complex enough. I can describe emotions or scenery and dip in a little bit, but I can never get it deep *enough*, but I know that comes mostly with neurodivergences and comparing myself to others

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18 - Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I hate when writers have foreign words/phrases in the middle of a fic and don't translate them until the very very end. That means I have so pick up the context clues around it, translate it myself, or risk getting spoiled trying to find the translation

Also, if your character uses sign language, don't put it in italics or ' ', just write it out like if it was verbal dialogue. "They signed, '[fill in the blank]'" Describe the way the gestures are formed (sloppy, sharp, indecipherable, fast) to get across emotion, and also the expressions on their face, since sign languages are very heavily reliant on facial emotions to ass meaning to the signs themselves

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19 - First fandom you wrote for?

Hard to say. I first started my writing on Wattpad, and have since been locked out of that account, but it was probably Doctor Who, knowing me

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20 - Favorite fic you've written?

I have a hard time picking favorites! And I like a bunch of them for a variety of different reasons, and always have things to nitpick about them

I will say I am really really enjoying my work on I Come With Knives so far. It's a passion project and I have some very big, angsty things planned for the future that I can't wait to get to >:3

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I don't really know who to tag for these things ever, so if you want to do it, go for it :)

[morvantmortuary]

12, 56, or 67 for the ask prompts - whichever of these you find most inspired by for our Maxi 🖤

12: "I'll love you til my breathing stops"

56: "I am not myself anymore, I'm yours"

67: "You're so perfect, why do you want me?"

hi bee! :’D sorry I’m an idiot! 🖤

I’ll be honest, this one is definitely more… personal than I intended. I started writing it when I was really Going Through It w/r/t some depression stuff, a minor existential crisis where I wondered if it was worth staying in my program, dealing with the fact that my closest friends were also going through it and nothing I said seemed to help, just a whole slew of stuff that left me feeling rock bottom.

another part of it, I think, is that I have this weird thing where even though these were yandere prompts, I just… had this thing where I couldn’t just write the Reader hearing them? like, I thought for even someone like Maxi, who worships the ground his reader walks on, to out and say some of these things, I had to like - justify them somehow. Like I couldn’t hear them unless I was emotionally bleeding out, almost. maybe it’s because I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort, or something else I need to go to therapy about idk

and then once I got so far in, I was like “rae wtf this is such a fucking bummer, no one is gonna want to read this,” and so for a while I thought about starting over again just for something more fun

but, eventually, I reread this piece again, and decided that even if it’s kind of a sad start, maybe someone else could use something for the worst kind of days. I meant to post this on Yule, bc “longest night of the year” and all, but we all know how I am with doing anything remotely on time :’D

so, if anyone else is maybe having a hard time on this xmas eve, I hope maybe this is a small something to help

warnings for some really vicious self-talk on the part of the Reader, v v v brief discussion of su!cidal thoughts (like I said, I was going through it), descriptions of an anxiety attack, Maxi being a little too happy to murder anyone who hurt you, Maxi and his Reader swearing their deaths to each other, descriptions of necromancy, patricide, etc.

merry xmas, and rora and hector both have pieces coming too - this was just the one that got finished first 🖤 thanks for being kind enough to request, and I’m sorry again it took so long! I hope it’s okay 🖤

it hurts because you’re alive

(maxi morvant x gn!reader)

It wasn’t often you still had to contend with the voice from the darkest part of your brain. The one that had stalked you through the left-hand mirrors from the Masquerade, the one that some demonic presence - essence? Whatever - imitated in Maxi’s own mouth when it was trying to convince you to let yourself lay down and be prey. Since you’d been building yourself a pleasant life in Greymoon, one that you were more than happy to share with the man who’d stolen your heart, it had retreated back to whatever noxious neural fold it called home.

That didn’t mean there weren’t hard nights. Ones where it found you left vulnerable by an insomnia that refused to abate.

This was one of them.

You weren’t sure what had set it off, really: maybe it was the fact that Murphy’s Law had been in full effect at work, and nothing you tried had been enough to turn the day around. Maybe it was the phone call with your mom after, where more than one she’d suggested (albeit gently) that despite all the progress towards feeling like yourself again you’d made since moving here, there was still more you could be doing. Maybe it was the texts you’d swapped with Pavi that afternoon, where she rehashed the latest fight she’d had with a girlfriend she would’ve readily called awful if she’d been yours, Em’s, or Laurie’s. As carefully as you’d tried to point out that Pavi seemed to accept things for herself that she would’ve found intolerable for any of her friends, the two of you had just gone in circles, with Pavi insisting that she was probably just being biased in her recounting of the argument and you nearly pleading with her to consider how she’d feel if anyone else she loved was being treated the same way. When this proved fruitless, you’d eventually stopped and just let your friend vent until she felt better. It was the least you could do.

But long after you’d said goodnight, you were still sitting cross-legged on the end of your bed, lost in thought as you worried the skin on your lower lip with your teeth. After years of living with your specific brain curses, your usual self-soothing method was straightening up your house while listening to music as loud as you could stand it on your headphones; the idea being that bouncing between tasks with something drowning out the Voice would eventually convince it to give up and let you focus on anything else. But tonight, that had only left you more restless than usual. Your brief attempt to sleep had just ended in you plugging your string of fairy lights back in and returning to your playlist, trying to ward off your internal darkness with external stimuli.

How did you think you would be enough?

You trapped a piece of skin between your teeth, and bit down.

No, really. How did you possibly think anything you had to offer, to any of them, would be enough?

“It’s not about me,” you muttered aloud. “It was just a bad day. Shit happens. I’ll live, it’s fine.”

Your teeth, however, bit down once again on the spot. You could just taste the faintest trace of blood.

And now you’re talking to yourself. Just like old times.

Fuck off, you thought instead, but the Voice just seemed to crow in the fact that it’d made you change.

Oh, you little idiot. Just as spineless as you’ve always been. Your job knows that, you know - you weren’t smart enough or quick enough to improvise today. They all saw you fail. You let everyone down. Again.

This is unhelpful. You knew this was unhelpful. This was just wallowing. Everyone had bad days. This would pass. You would be fine.

…Right?

Your progress is not enough for your mother. She knows you can do more, do better. Be more. You can dress up laziness as contentment all you like, it’s still obvious to her. She must be so disappointed in what you turned out to be.

Your teeth kept sawing at the skin, and you winced at the sting of its separation from raw flesh, even as the taste of blood spread across your tongue.

Your love is not enough for your friend. It doesn’t matter how ferociously you care for her - it isn’t ever going to outweigh the hurt she’s willing to endure for even a taste of someone else’s. Someone real.

Stop, you begged yourself. You knew what came next.

How long until that ‘soulmate’ of yours sees all this and realizes his mistake?

You didn’t hear yourself whimper at this over the bass in your ears, the volume hurting now more than helping. You made no move to turn it down.

I’m curious. You suck at math, but make me laugh with an attempt: how long, exactly, do you think it will take for him to realize you weren’t worth the pain he went through? That he’s scarred, now, for nothing that could actually matter?

Your teeth picked a new spot and bit, but the tears were already there.

How long do you think you have until he resents you for your weaknesses? For everything you couldn’t be?

How long until even a creature of the utmost darkness finds you, and your broken little brain and heart, intolerable?

No, you pushed back. He’s not that. He isn’t, even with what he did. Does. He could never be. He’s good, his heart is good, despite everything that tried to force him to be otherwise. 

Fine, the voice amended. Then how long until he gets restless because he’s stuck with a burden like you? Because you could never amount to more than everything you are that no one should ever have to deal with, much less love?

You blinked, feeling your breath begin to shake as something warm slid down your face. 

There we go, the voice purred. You aren’t completely stupid after all. Gold star for effort.

You tried to force yourself to pick up your hands and wipe your face. Try to stem the flow of tears that turned your eyeliner into so much grime under your eyes, something else that added to the pathetic ineptness of your mien.

But they sat, listless and useless, on your thighs that took up too much room.

You can still exit gracefully, you know. …Well. As gracefully as possible for you. You owe everyone that much.

This was a lie. You knew, on some level, this was a lie. But it felt like the conscious You was locked at the back of your brain, kicking uselessly as this creature that seemed to slither and circle around the rest of your skull - and squeeze.

Your boyfriend’s a mortician, for crying out loud. He’ll at least make you look decent so you’re not a total embarrassment to anyone. Your mom won’t even have to clean up the mess when they find it.

…You had to admit. This made a certain, pragmatic amount of sense. It was tidy. Convenient.

Easier, perhaps, than the mortifying alternative of staying. Of letting anyone look too close.

He might even think one of your friends at the service is cute. Two birds, one stone. Provided any show up, of course.

That’s fair, you figured, this would be fairly short notice. People might still have to work, or have other plans, and you couldn’t expect people to drop everything for—

You let out a small shriek as you felt a chilled hand settle on your shoulder, nearly falling off your bed as you pushed hard away from the direction of your door.

When you just caught yourself on the edge of your mattress, you whipped around to see Maxi standing there, flattening himself as best he could against the doorframe and showing you his palms with an equally startled expression.

He mouthed something at you, and you could only blink, still not quite firing on all cylinders. He pointed to his own ear, looking concerned, and you jumped, quickly pulling your earbuds out.

“Sorry,” you managed. “Didn’t hear you come in.” You winced as you could hear your own voice crack, and before you could clear your throat, Maxi’s face changed.

“Hey now.” In one fluid motion, he crossed the space between you and fell to a knee where you perched at the end of your bed, peering up into your face with a familiar, scalpel-sharp scrutiny. “You okay, gorgeous?”

You looked away, trying to avoid his searching gaze, but he caught your jaw gently, guiding you by his fingertips at your chin to look at him again.

He made a small noise of alarm in his throat when you faced him, and when you finally met his eyes, he looked stricken. “Darlin’, talk to me, what’s wrong?” he murmured. His fingers traced over the tracks of your tears, wiping them away. He turned his hand slightly to examine his own fingertips, looking increasingly worried, before he moved closer to your knees to look up into your eyes. “Did someone upset you?” 

For the most part, he still sounded like your partner - sweet, thoughtful, a habitual worrier - but you could hear the edge of something else creeping into his question. Something darker, lurking at the back of his own skull.

But how could you explain? If you told him what was going on - what was really happening - wouldn’t that just prove your inner darkness right? That you were a burden, demanding of care?

You kicked yourself internally, feeling guiltier now. Maxi already had to deal with a lot at his job, people grieving real losses. Why should he have to come home to even more crying from you, who was just wallowing in their own despair?

“Hey,” he urged again, softer, snapping you back to reality. He reached up, gently intertwining his fingers with yours where your hands still sat on your lap. “Angel, c’mon. You’re scarin’ me a little here. Tell me what’s goin’ on, okay? Let me help. Do I need to have words with someone?” He traced his thumbs across the back of your hands, trying to soothe you - but you fixated on the way he subconsciously rolled his shoulder, the one you had marked on that dark Halloween in the cemetery.

For some reason, it was that gesture - so innocuous, yet obvious in how you seemed to inflict yourself on him, on everyone - that finally broke the dam between your sinking heart and the world outside. The spiral had you fully in its grasp, and there was no getting out.

Your eyes blurred over as you looked resolutely down, feeling tears escaping their bounds faster than you could hold them back. A few of them made splattered constellations on the skin of your legs, just adjacent to where Maxi’s hands where intertwined with yours. You bit down on your lip, trying to muffle the sob that had been building for what felt like the entire evening, but the smallest of sounds still managed to wriggle its way out around your teeth.

Maxi let go of your hands abruptly, and you couldn’t blame him for his withdrawal - until the cold clutch of them encircled your face, guiding your head gently upwards to meet his eyes.

What you found waiting for you was the color of blood from deep in the body, seeming to burn of their own accord in the dim of your room. He was practically nose to nose with you, staring at you over the tops of his glasses with a look like a knife’s edge. “Give me a name,” he said, so soft it was barely more than a whisper. His fingers stroked your skin, but his grip was firm. “And they won’t see sunrise. I promise.” He leaned forward to close the distance between you, kissing gently at one of the tracks of your tears - but you still felt the brief, hot touch of the tip of his tongue to the spot. “Let me take care of it for you, please.”

You sniffled, trying to rescue some shred of composure. “It’s n-nobody. Really.”

“Oh, angel,” Maxi cooed, pulling just slightly back. He traced a new trail down your cheek with his thumb, hovering close to you. “You don’t have to defend anyone who doesn’t deserve it. Whatever it was, whatever they said to cause - this,” his hand flipped to stroke your skin with a knuckle. “It’s justified for me.” He kissed your forehead before meeting your eyes again. 

You shook your head as the last of your composure slipped through your grip. “It’s not even a-anybody’s fault,” you managed around the lump in your throat. “I s-swear, it’s just…” You swallowed hard, but the ache just caused you to stop. “It’s just my fucking broken-ass brain.”

“…It’s what now?” You could practically hear the record scratch in Maxi’s brain as the murder dropped out of his expression entirely, leaving him blinking as the glimmering red seemed to cool like the last embers of a campfire.

You hurriedly wiped your eyes with the sleeve of your hoodie. “It’s nothing, I told you,” you mumbled. “I’m just fucking sad again over some stupid shit that doesn’t m-matter, like always,” you tried to inhale, but your breath shook too hard for you to get any relief. “And I c-can’t change it—“

Your heart was thundering in your ears, washing out all other sound. You were drowning. 

“B-because I’m not g-good at making anything better, for anyone—“

Your skin was too hot. You felt seasick. This was really it, wasn’t it. The moment that you finally tipped your hand and showed how much of a wreck you really were inside, and he would make the only logical decision. One you could never blame him for, really, because it was inevitable.

It fell out of your mouth in a rush, insensate almost to your own ears: “And I’m just going to be like this forever, and you’re going to get sick of me and leave, and why shouldn’t you, when I can’t even keep my shit together and just be a n-normal fucking functional—“

You were aware of the words dying on your lips, the sudden movement causing the ache to leave your lungs in an exhale, but you weren’t sure of the cause.

You also weren’t quite sure why the room shifted, or why you were suddenly staring up at your ceiling rather than down at your feet, but you were conscious of being cocooned in the essence of your partner: the faintest hint of embalming fluid, something like wood polish, the cologne he put on this morning, and the touch of laundry detergent that had started to smell like home to you.

You realized he’d taken you both to your mattress in a near-tackle, cradling you before you could realize what was happening. You were caged in his arms now, laying sideways next to him with your hands pressed against his chest between the pair of you. The pressure you felt around your torso was him squeezing like he was trying to keep you from coming apart at your ribs. 

Like you were something fragile.

It took you a moment to realize further that his lips were against your hair, and the hiss you heard was him shushing the tiny, cracking sobs that were finding their way piecemeal out of your chest.

“No, baby, I’m always gonna be yours,” Maxi murmured into your hair. “It’s okay, baby. You’re my life, I’m not goin’ anywhere.” He kissed your head like he was trying to kiss your skull itself. “Mine’s broke too. It’s okay.”

You half-sobbed, half-hiccuped. “I’m sorry. I didn’t— you shouldn’t have to—“

“Nothin’ to apologize for,” Maxi insisted, somehow managing to hug you tighter without bruising your sides. “You’re mine. I won’t ever go somewhere without you.”

“But I’m a mess,” you blurted wetly against his vest, your chest kicking like a horse from the inside. “I’m such a mess, Maxi, I’m gonna wear you out. I wear everyone out, you don’t understand.”

Maxi shifted so instead of keeping you against his chest, he was eye-level with you, squeezing your shoulders in his hands as his glasses were somewhat crooked against your pillow. “Darlin’, I know everything feels wrong right now, and your brain’s not fightin’ fair,” he said softly, his eyes wide as he searched yours. “But I think your sense of scale is a little bit… skewed, here.” He smiled weakly. “I’m not tryin’ to make light of anything, but I think I have a little more reason to be worried about somethin’ like that.”

Your heart was racing in your chest like you were trying to drive with no way to steer. “I don’t wanna make you tired of me,” you managed, not entirely sure if you were making sense anymore. “I don’t want to make your mark hurt anymore, I don’t want you to come home from a long day to me being a drain, I don’t want you to realize you got a bad deal.”

“Angel,” Maxi soothed, running a hand over your hair. “You’re not thinkin’ straight. That’s not somethin’ I would think about you, ever. You’re talkin’ to the serial killer here, remember?” he added, with a laugh that sounded more nervous than anything. “You’re the one who got more than you signed up for.”

“You had to go through that whole thing with your dad, and They Who Decide,” you went on, as if he’d proved your point. “You wouldn’t have had to if I wasn’t here. You wouldn’t have had to get hurt, or get possessed, or—“

“For you, I’d do it all again tomorrow,” Maxi said, his voice soft. “In a heartbeat. I don’t care.”

You shook your head, not sure how you couldn’t make him see what was right in front of his eyes. “I’m not worth that, Maxi, that’s what I’m trying to tell you now rather than you waste more time.”

“And I’m tryin’ to tell you,” Maxi argued, his eyes plaintive. “That I don’t care what that demon in your head says, baby. I got one too,” he insisted, loosening an arm so he could gesture at his temple. “The real one and the one that comes from growin’ up thinkin’ I’m dead already, and nothin’ would ever change that. You have no idea how many times a day I wish to god,” he smiled, and it was strained. “I wish I could go back, somehow, and tell me when I was livin’ through the worst parts — every dark basement, every broken body, every night feelin’ absolutely fuckin’ inhuman — that we were gonna find you. That all this bullshit was gonna turn out to be worth it. All the years of feelin’ like I couldn’t tell anyone the truth, and we survived.”

Your shoulders bucked slightly as you fought your sobs. “I don’t want to let you down. I’m so scared of disappointing you, you don’t understand—“

Maxi took your face in his hands again, his gaze pleading. “No, you don’t understand,” he said, and you could hear him fighting to keep his voice steady. “You don’t have to be the one that’s afraid of that. You could never disappoint me in a way that matters. I’d swear it to you on our future tomb. I need you to listen to me, baby, I will love you ’til my breathin’ stops and long, long after. There’s nothin’ you could do, no part of you that you hate that would ever make me think otherwise. You could put a bullet through the dead center of my chest, and not only would I think you were in the right, I’d still love you when I hit the ground.”

The idea of causing him harm of any sort squeezed your throat harder than the lump that was already there. “I don’t know how you can say that,” you whispered, shaking your head. “I keep waiting for you to realize that I’m not enough to justify that kind of pain. I’m so scared of hurting you. Of being the reason you get hurt.” Your hands found his shoulders and your fingers curled tightly into the fabric of his shirt, desperate for something to hold on to. “You’ve already been through so much, you don’t deserve to suffer when you can avoid it. I couldn’t stand myself if I brought that on you, on top of all my shit you already have to put up with.”

The red returned to Maxi’s eyes, and oddly, you were more soothed than alarmed. You almost wanted his darker self there as a form of assurance, to know that it could protect the man you loved from the fathomless chasm that felt like it was splitting your chest.

“Listen to me,” he demanded, that shadow from his eyes creeping into his words. “I never… I never got to belong to myself, you understand? I was always my family’s next chess piece on the board, or They Who’s next prize monster, or the reaper’s host. I knew that. I spent my life knowin’ that, and I didn’t see another option.”

You recognized the way his fingers of his left hand moved against your back, his tell for weighing his options. The way his eyes went briefly distant, you realized he was making a decision.

His free hand moved to his chest, tracing the scar there through the fabric of his clothes. “…This wasn’t…” He trailed off, his lips a frustrated line as he chose his words. His eyes met yours again, the red still there, brighter now. “…This wasn’t just my dad,” he said at last. “I mean, he put the first one there. The original.” He hesitated a moment longer, the tip of his tongue briefly tracing his lip. “…When I thought my family’s legacy was all I had — all I’d ever have — I reopened it.”

You flinched in horror at the very idea, knowing just how deep that scar tissue went, how thick it was over the muscle. “Oh, Maxi… why, baby?”

A corner of his mouth twitched into a grimace “There’s all sorts of things you can do with a heart when you know how, babydoll. Unnatural things that no one can undo… that no good person would ever dream of.” His eyes moved to a point in the distance over your shoulder, something in them dimming. “And for a long time, I studied it. I read everythin’ I could find about it. It was all I could dream about anymore.” His eyes flicked back to yours. “I was ready to give up blood, skin, and bone for just the chance that it would work.”

Your tears were sticky on your face where they were drying, and you fought a shiver from somewhere deep in your gut, like it recognized something in Maxi’s words you didn’t. “…So what happened?” You couldn’t help but whisper, despite the fact that it was just the two of you in your room. 

Like you were afraid something else would hear you.

An exceptionally grim smile bloomed on Maxi’s face. “Not my proudest moment, is what.” He looked away from you again, as if he couldn’t bear to hold your gaze. “Or maybe it was, I don’t know. It was the night I buried my mother. I wasn’t sober by any means, but my father was dead drunk. He interrupted me, we got to arguin’, then screamin’, and before I quite realized what I’d done… he was just dead.”

Silence settled over the pair of you as he met your eyes again, watching you like he was waiting for you to recoil from him. To suddenly realize in that moment what kind of monster had been sharing your bed for all this time.

“…Yeah, well,” you murmured. You reached up, gently brushing a lock of his hair away from his eyes as you held his gaze. “Good riddance.”

Maxi’s smile softened into the one you knew best, his eyes relieved despite the shade lingering in them. “I didn’t realize just how lucky I was that night. Not by half.” He reached up, moving some of your hair on your pillow away from your face. “Because later, after so long of never belongin’ to myself, you let me be yours. And you gave me back what was left of me, you hear?” He swallowed hard, and you could finally see the glow that had swept in with the familiar red gleam was at least partially tears of his own. He traced the line of your cheek. “You reminded me I was still a person, somewhere under all of this. That I was allowed to want more than just grittin’ my teeth and gettin’ through what brief mortal life I was meant to have.” He shifted on his pillow again, closing the distance between the two of you. “I spent ages askin’ myself, ‘they’re the closest thing to perfect I’ve ever had, the hell do they want with me?’ And—“ He stopped, forcing himself to take a breath that wasn’t quite steady anymore. “And you took such… care of me,” he went on. “You loved me so much, I started to believe I could just… be human, after all this time. Could deserve to be loved, even.” 

He moved his hands so his arms encircled your waist again, hugging you tightly while giving him enough space to keep eye contact. “You have no idea how many times in my life I went out in the dark and didn’t care if I saw daylight,” he said softly. “But that night we walked into the Masquerade together, I knew I’d fight Hell itself just to stay alive with you for one more hour. I’d never been more certain of anything in my entire life.”

The heat that seemed to fill your own eyes, lingering at your lash line, was from something entirely different now.

“Your brain chemistry can run its miserable little mouth all it wants, darlin’.” Maxi rested his forehead gently against yours. “And I’ll be here to hold you until it quiets down, whenever you need me to. But it’s dead wrong. I know that for a fact.” One of his hands, still cool to the touch, cupped your cheek like you were something wondrous. “There is nothin’ about my life you haven’t made better just by bein’ in it. And we’re gonna live a longer one still. A happy one, despite everythin’, together,” he took one of your hands in his, bringing it gently to his lips. “I love you exactly as you are. I always will.”

Fresh rivulets formed on your face, but these felt… different. Like rain after a drought.

You wound your arms around his neck, trapping his chest — scar and all — against your own. “I love you the same,” you whispered. “Exactly as you are. All of you.” You pressed a single kiss to the corner of his mouth. “And there’s nothing that can ever change that.”

Maxi’s grin was unmistakable. “Y’know, it’s the damnedest thing,” he said quietly. “For the first time, I’m lookin’ forward to livin’ through whatever’s next.”

You smiled for what felt like the first time in days. “I’m glad I get to be here for it.”

Maxi leaned forward to kiss you properly, long and slow as though to make it last the rest of your lives.

[artsyape]

My reading list for 2023. * means at least one queer character. GN means Graphic Novel. I think my top three were Welcome to the Monkey House which was short stories by Kurt Vonnegut, Bones Beneath My Skin because TJ Klune writes so gorgeously, and The Skull by Jon Klassen just because it was slightly unhinged and I love kids books like that. Also 7 (7! Like holy cow) were kink novels by my writer friend that I am an arc reader for that were just absolutely perfect.

1. Everleigh’s Ring *

2. Malibu rising *

3. Legends and lattes *

4. One true loves

5. Meet Me By The Fountain

6. An unexpected kind of love*

7. I Exaggerate my brushes with fame

8. Carrie Soto is back

9. Check please books 1 and 2*(GN)

10. The reservoir

11. Teen titans: beast boy (GN)

12. Teen titans: beast boy loves raven (GN)

13. Everything is beautiful and I am not afraid *(GN)

14. Quiet girl in a noisy world(GN)

15. Everything is ok (GN)

16. Ashes(GN)

17. New Kid (GN)

18. Best short stories 2022

19. Mazebook (GN)

20. House of many ways

21. Castle in the air

22. Not If I Save You First

23. Heartbreak Hockey*

24. Lessons

25. Wild Akers *

26. Wild ash *

27. Teen titans: Robin GN

28. My aunt is a monster GN

29. Welcome to the monkey house

30. Rosalin Palmer Takes the Cake *

31. Cats cafe GN

32. Belle of the ball GN *

33. Other Boys GN*

34. Murder most actual *

35. The greatest thing *

36. Gender queer *

37. The tea dragon society GN*

38. The tea dragon festival GN *

39. Hungry Ghost GN

40. The Tea Dragon Tapestry GN*

41. A first time for everything GN

42. The best we could do GN

43. In limbo GN

44. Squire and Knight GN

45. Why Didn’t You Tell Me

46. Snapdragon GN *

47. Anya’s Ghost GN

48. Sensory life on the spectrum GN*

49. The girl and the glim GN

50. Why are you like this GN

51. The Dragon Warlord *

52. Always Never GN

53. In the lives of puppets *

54. Chefs Kiss GN *

55. Moonstruck vol 1 GN *

56. Moonstruck vol 2 GN *

57. Moonstruck vol 3 GN *

58. You Better Be Lightning (poetry)*

59. The Bones Beneath My Skin *

60. Avant Guards vol 1 GN*

61. The language of seabirds*

62. The fiancée farce *

63. Wintering the power of rest and retreat in difficult times

64. Avant Guards vol 2 GN*

65. Avant Guards vol 3 GN*

66. The electricity of every living thing

67. Aquicorn cove GN*

68. Days at the Morisaki Bookshop

69. Nice and accurate good omens tv companion *

70. The Waste Land (ts Elliot)

71. Dodger

72. Unmasking Autism *

73. Brothers of reckoning *

74. Demon Copperhead *

75. Things in the basement GN

76. Paris Dalliencourt is about to crumble *

77. Dr. Who Pest Control

78. Dr. Who The Forever Trap

79. Dr. Who Feast Of The Drowned

80. The skull Jon Klassan

81. The rock from the sky

82. The personality brokers

83. Dr. Who The Resurrection Casket

84. Light carries on* GN

85. Northranger * GN

86. Basil and Oregano * GN

87. Keeping two GN

88. The magic fish * GN

89. Good omens *

90. Dr. Who the last dodo

91. Dr. Who the stone rose

92. Fangirl vol 2 GN

93. Fangirl vol 3 GN

94. My happy marriage Vol 1 GN

95. My happy marriage Vol 2 GN

96. My happy marriage Vol 3 GN

97. Faint of Heart GN

98. Us *GN

99. Four Color Heroes *GN

100. Merry-go-round * GN

101. Hedra GN

102. But you have friends GN

103. Bear otter and the kid *

104. Queer: a graphic history*

105. The Ojja Wojja *GN

106. Across a field of starlight *GN

107. The moth keeper * GN

108. Going remote a teachers journey GN

109. Hot dog (Caldecott winner 2023)

110. Boom box mix tape

111. Haruki murakami’s manga stories

112. Princess princess ever after *

113. All systems red -murderbot

114. The Infinity Particle

115. Famous in a small town

116. Starborn Husbands *

117. Artie and the wolf moon *

[dreamingcloudie]

✨️Holidays With You✨️

🎄🎉 100+ Followers Special Event!🎉🎄

✎ Dottore x GN/Fem!Reader Christmas Prompt list~

Deadline for sending asks: December 31st

Since we've reached 100+ followers and it's almost Christmas. I've decided to do something for it!

(Might as well turn this into a blog dedicated to Dottore at this point /j)

This is my first time doing this so I'm sorry if I'm not doing this right :')

Here's a list of prompts that I've made myself. I originally wanted to make 100 of them. But because I'm sick rn I wasn't able to think much with my brain 💀 I'll have to settle for 50. I hope that's enough-- (Edit: added 15 more to the list!)

I tried to make this as Christmasy as possible. Hope I didn't disappoint lol.

Rules:

1. You can choose only up to 3 prompts per ask!

2. You can send them via ask!

3. Please note that it might take me a long time to complete them (due to some personal issues.)

4. It is not garanteed that I'll be able to do yours, no hard feelings.

5. I only write for GN or Fem Reader. I'll use GN Reader as default if not specified.

6. no nsfw(suggestive is fine)/gore/anything hateful towards anyone or any community/etc.

Prompt list:

Note: You can also add specific scenarios along with the prompt(s) you choose if you want to!

#1 - “Love, you're freezing.”

#2 - “Hey, this snowman has your eyes!"

#3 - “You’re weird… but fine. I’ll share my scarf with you.”

#4 - “One bowl of hot steamy soup coming right up.”

#5 - “Get in the blankets with me.”

#6 - “You made this yourself?”

#7 - "There’s chocolate on your face, silly.”

#8 - “I already have you, my greatest present.”

#9 - “Did you steal my coat?”

#10 - “You look adorable in it.”

#11 - “Are you cold? Come here.”

#12 - “Here let me warm you up.”

#13 - “I don’t need any gifts.”

#14 - “Let’s decorate this tree together.”

#15 - "I don't like holidays... But I suppose they're alright when I'm with you."

#16 - "How can I not stare when you look so nice like this?"

#17 - “Careful not to slip now.”

#18 - “Here, I knitted this sweater for you.”

#19 - “I’m sorry I didn’t prepare anything for you…”

#20 - “Why buy ornaments when you can make them?”

#21 - “You look so cute in my arms.”

#22 - “This is a gift that I’ll treasure for the rest of my life.”

#23 - “You got a snowflake on your nose.”

#24 - “Let’s go skating!”

#25 - “Let me hoist you up so you can put the star at the top.”

#26 - “Here, hold my hand.”

#27 - “We should stay in bed for a little longer.”

#28 - “Only you can make me feel like this.”

#29 - “The cookies are still hot so don’t touch them!”

#30 - “Spend Christmas with me, please?”

#31 - “Let’s go out into the snow!”

#32 - “You’ve missed me? Good, because I’ve missed you too.”

#33 - “You hear that? That’s my heart beating for you.”

#34 - “Hoho, your Santa is here.”

#35 - “You’re so silly and I love that a lot.”

#36 - “Darling, why didn’t you tell me you feel cold?”

#37 - “I love seeing you smile. You should do that more.”

#38 - “It’s ugly, but I love it.”

#39 - “Maybe taking a day off today wasn’t so bad.”

#40 - “Hmph, my face is red only because it’s freezing outside. Don’t think much of it.”

#41 - “I’ll only stop kissing you when I deem that you’re warm enough.”

#42 - “I got you a little something. It’s not much but I hope you’ll like it anyway.”

#43 - “Careful, it’s still hot.”

#44 - “Why don’t we dance for a while?”

#45 - “You’re so pretty…”

#46 - “I love seeing you flustered.”

#47 - “Is something burning?”

#48 - “To be able to spend every day like this with you… is not something I object to.”

#49 - "I have a wish only you could make it come true."

#50 - “Don't laugh, I'm a scientist. Not a baker."

#51 - "Who needs a fireplace when I have you."

#52 - "Your cooking isn't bad for a scientist."

#53 - "Hug me, please."

#54 - "Stand still and just let me hold you."

#55 - "I can't reach up there. Can you lift me up?"

#56 - "It's okay, we still have this, uh, whatever this is for when the food is burnt… which is now."

#57 - "Hey, look over to this Kamera real quick. I need a photo of you so I can show Santa what I want this year."

#58 - "Oh look, we're under a mistletoe."

#59 - "You, is all that I want."

#60 - "Don't be a fool. Santa is not real; I am though."

#61 - "What are you doing? Put that snowball down– mph!"

#62 - "Shopping for you is hard!"

#63 - "Don't put that ridiculous hat on me."

#64 - "Is that what you wish for? I'll make it come true for you then."

#65 - "Don't be shy, look at me."

[maycat-19-142]

I posted 241 times in 2022

192 posts created (80%)

49 posts reblogged (20%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@maycat-19-142

@deleteddewewted

@destourtereaux

@zemymay

@queenstarlight

I tagged 152 of my posts in 2022

Only 37% of my posts had no tags

#pixie - 144 posts

#pixie rants - 141 posts

#fluff - 96 posts

#x reader - 78 posts

#fem reader - 77 posts

#gn🌌 - 56 posts

#male reader - 50 posts

#mha - 22 posts

#my hero academia - 20 posts

#spotify - 12 posts

Longest Tag: 103 characters

#i have issues with people in fiction. there just so perfect some one please help me and my simping self

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hello, can I request romantic headcanons or a snenario about Tsu'tey and his other clan fem princess/ future ruler mate. Other than that is up to you. Have a great day! <3

My future

⚠️:fem reader war mentions of getting killed and death

Summary: you and tsu'tey relationship during the war

How did this even start

Well it started as kids when your families meet for negotiation of food products of the village

Your father was a high government official

And you had been i training to be a high Priestess and you meet tsu'tey that way

You had spent so much time together and slowly fell in love

The humans came after you turned 17 in human years

You had trained with tsu'tey when they started attacking

But then jack sully

You and you bestfriend neytiri had found him in the forest

Tsu'tey did not like him at all

But he had to be trained by neytiri

And as one of the priestess you had to watch to see of jack was trust worthy

Tsu'tey was not happy at all with that

You neytiri and jack alone for almost all of the day

Not going to go down well

You had to show him the spiritual side of your people tsu'tey was watching

He was jealous ok

Fast forward you are now at the big battle of the war

You are fighting with naytiri attacking a plane and he sees you jump off and almost get killed

He was pissed

Jumped and brought the plane down so fast

When you made it to the tree of history [don't know what it is called] you help with the people that are hurt

After you had yo help with the movement of Jack's mind to the avatar body

Tsu'tey was silently fuming

You tribe made a new camp and he took over as chief

You became his mate and did you work as a priestess

See the full post

245 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

#4

Cuddling tsukishima would include

A/n: I love the cuddle headcannons

⚠️: fluff reader is shorter than tskki

See the full post

253 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

#3

More Headcannons with luka

⚠️:fluff headcannons

A/n:I have issues that is all I'll say

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

He is whipped

Cuddler

Definitely plays Guitar with you

If you sing he will play the guitar and you sing with you

If you dye your hair yall do it together [personally i have dyed hair so this is a self insert here]

He will take you out on dates at the library, walks in the park, double dates with Julia and roes.

Mari is jealous I'll say that, she has bin slightly stakerish not going to lie

He gives bay boy vibes but is not at all he is fairly calm and respectful

Also when I first met him I thought he was a fuck boy that got a few episodes after fucking Marinette over but he is the complete opposite.

Cuddles are extremely common with yall.

He is big spoon normally

If he is feeling out of it he will be little spoon

♤■□♤■□♤■□♤■□♤■□♤■□♤■□

Luka couffaine is 👏 amazing 👏 have a good day and night

Pixie out🧚‍♀️

289 notes - Posted March 30, 2022

#2

Jealousy headcannons

Mha and hxh men

♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤

Deku Is not the jealous type but when bakugou talk and or flits with you opp. He is seeing red. Going up to you and grabbing you hips and kissing you hard.

Bakugou He is a jealous man. He will get jealous if someone asked for a pen. Just a glare. Of looks could kill everyone would be dead. He will go up and yell. Also tried to punch the person talking to you

Todoroki The sweet little peppermint man. Is semi jealous. He doesn't know he is jealous. He asks deku what the deep hate he feels is. He does not do anything

Gon It depends with this bean. He is cool with you with you hanging with killua and kurapika. But laoiro is different. He knows leorio is a bit of purv. So no leorio.

Killua He is like bakugou. Jealous but not as bad. He will put his arm around you and glare. Maybe if they will not stop flirt with you he will zap them. Or kill

kurapika He fully trust you but not others. He will just sit and stare at the person flirting with you. Eyes bright red. He might threatin them so beware

Chrollo Haha. Help. He will send flesh eating silver fish on them if they are not important. Of they are important to you or his needs at the time he will spare them. Maybe a thread but not dead

Illumi Hahaha help part 2. He is crazier than chrollo does not care who they are. Actually scratch that. He will not kill family but friends say goodbye.

♡♧♧◇◇♧♧♡♡♧■♧◇◇♧♧♡♡♧♧◇

I'm a simp for man that don't exists. Have a good day and night

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

405 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The song

⚠️:spoilers for avatar bad translations

a/n:the sit i got the translation is here

Word: about 300

Summary: you are one of the few that got to stay on pandora and you often sit on the cliff to think.

tsu'tey x dreamwalker fem reader

☆♡□●☆♡□●☆♡□●☆♡□●☆♡□●☆

The choice to be on pandora for the rest of your life was easy. You had not one besides you best friend and mother on earth. You had known the trip would be at most the rest of your life at least 13 years

"The darkness is north we are safe my darling" you sing from the cliff. That song is the song you're mother used to sing to you.

The cliff was a safe place that you found the day you got your avatar. It was high up and Isolated just like you like it. "The shadow is up my love we are safe" you sang to yourself

"What are you saying atan (love)" tsu'tey asked you" you jump at his voice. you look back at him and replied "just sing the song my mother used to sing to me back on earth"

"oh" the said "do you want to go back"

"oh gosh no" you laughed "that world has no place for me, this is my home" he look at you and he sits next to you

"this is the place that actually make my feel wanted" you tell him

"that is good, because i want you in my life" he tells you. it hard to think the young chief is so sweet and calm for you. but you love it. "may i ask how does the song that your sa’nok (mother) sang go"

"the north is safe you darling, the world will watch us thrive." you sing "the north is safe the south is dark, the world will fall we will not in this darkness, not yet my love"

he closed his yellow eyes and sat listening to your voice. when you finished sing you looked at him and he said "i love you paskalin (sweet berry)

"love you too atan (love)" you say kissing him

☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

he is so underrated i love him so much

pixie out🧚‍♀️

579 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

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[sunnychuuya]

Pookie what the flip is this I'll answer them tho lmao at least I'll try it might be slightly venty so srry about thar

yea most of the time I geuss. They suck a little sometimes but they try their best and I love them

2. My gc with my besties to say gn

3. So. So. So fucking much.

4. Its been getting a lot better lately but some days I still feel actually sickened at the sight of my own body

5. Single..

6. Painlessly. Hopefully much much later.

7. Taco belllll

8. I did soccer for a year when I was 4 and I want to attempt figure skating at some point, I'm really good at goalie in alot of games though

9. No I have two fake teeth that stop me from doing that (lore drop!!)

10. Never been in a fight. Just one sided against me if I wasn't absolutely fucking terrified of getting in trouble I would've beaten the shit outta some people, I suppose the closest thing I ever got was in 5th grade some dude was a repeated bully of mine I can't remember what it was about this time but he fucking grabbed my arm and twisted it like this fucking close to breaking it and I tried to kick him in the balls and a teacher yelled at me 🥰 he had no consequences

11. I mean I'm a Lil confused. I just got out of my first ever real relationship and I'm still recovering tbh. But I had liked my friend for three years previously and I still love him alot but I can't tell if it's platonic or not. I think it is now?

12. O n l y 48 hrs?

13. I hate alot of people tbh but I kinda hate myself for hating them cuz that's normal

14.yea

15. MY SILLY PUPPIES (one is 11 years old)

16. Fucking terrified cuz I'm about to play the second episode of sally face

17. I still have my lip virginity bro

18. HELL SPAWN

19. Maybe. I kinda wanna be a little kid again but also it wasn't the greatest for me outside of my house so I don't even know.

20. bRO PELASE STOP I HAVENT-

21. Nothing lmao

22. Idk maybe someday. Probably one maximum 2

23. Basic ear piercings but God I want more

24. English and science.

25. Yes.

26. Physical touch I need to cuddle up with someone right now I genuinely feel like I'm dying

27. I mean yea and I feel horrendous about it it broke my heart too but it wasn't a healthy relationship and was fucking up both of us

28. YES IN FUCKING FIFTH GRADE- I SWEAR TK GOD- I don't think he understood but like bruh

29. Please you're making me want to grab a knife and take it to my stomach I didn't want too but it needed to happen.

30. Same as sai, the questiond about relationships but for a different reason like God I felt horrendous enough already

31. Sai how fuckin dare you I love u okay ur like super cool and fun and I feel if I met you irl I would've wanted to be friends with you too. But I'm pretty sure I am. I just still sometimes have trouble believing it.

32. OURPLE

33. Whaaat noooo- WHO FUCKING TOLD YOU-

34. Last one thar wasn't jusr black was about choso from jjk and it was really silly I'm such a fucking degenerate bro help me

35. My dog clifford

36. Yes oh fuck yes I do and it has given me some of my worst regrets in life

37. Forgive, barely ever turns out well tho.

38. I wish its sucked tbh

39. NEVAH

40. proly when I was like a baby

In skipping numbers too for my brain to work

51. Tacoss

52. I mean technically yes it does I could go into science but I'm sure thats not what you mean, but no I do not believe everything happens for a reason because of some higher power or whatever

53. Played sally face for an hour then texted some friends cuz I was too fucking scared to sleep

54. Fuck no

55. I try not to be

56. None

57. I dunno.

58. Rainy

59. Yesss

60. Yup

61. Yeess

62. Idk alot of things surprisingly anime/friends/kpop tho r all great and video games

63. I like my name but it doesn't always feel like it fits but there's nicknames that help :3

64. STOP THIS

65. Heyyy this happened to me. I politely turned him down and we r still besties I went to his house 2 weeks ago

66. Yes. Same friend. When I went to his house he snorted fun dip and I RANTED to him about kpop for 30 minutes even tho he knows nothing

67. OH FUCK WAIT ONE OF MY BESTIES ID A TRANS DUDE I FORGOT HE TECUNIXALLY COUNTS AS OPPOSITE SEX KINDA IDK CUZ SEX IS LIKE ??? I DONT FUCKIN KNOW IG HIM BUT IF WE DONT MEAN GENDER BUT SEX THEN THE SAME DUDE FROM THE LAST TWO

68. Deepest within the last month was a 3am sleepover chat with my bestie over how mha saved my life

69. Idk

70. Yea at least 10 ppl

@mypinterestgotbannedsoimherenow totally understand if u don't feel like answering these btw they r kinda hard

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[martinwilliammichael]

If Mary is so important, why does the Bible say so little about her?

Robert Fastiggi, a professor of theology at Sacred Heart Major Seminary in Detroit and former president of the Mariological Society of America, answers common questions about Mary to help readers more fully understand the church’s teachings regarding the Virgin Mary and why she is truly the “cause of our joy.”

Q: If Mary is so important, why does the Bible say so little about her?

A: Mary’s importance is not to be measured by the mere number of biblical citations but her central role in biblical revelation. In his 1987 encyclical, Redemptoris Mater (“Mother of the Redeemer”), St. John Paul II points to “the mystery of that ‘woman’ who, from the first chapters of the Book of Genesis until the Book of Revelation, accompanies the revelation of God’s salvific plan for humanity.” Likewise, in his 1988 apostolic letter, “Mulieris Dignitatem” (“On the Dignity and Vocation of Women”), John Paul II notes that, because the Incarnation “constitutes the culminating and definitive point of God’s self-revelation to humanity … a woman is to be found at the center of this salvific event.” Mary, the mother of the Incarnate Word, is essential to God’s plan of salvation because Jesus is the culmination of salvation history.

The Church Fathers found many foreshadowings or prefigurements of Mary in the Old Testament. They saw her as the woman at enmity with the serpent (Gn 3:15); the “New Eve” who will be “the mother of all the living” (Gn 3:20); “the daughter Zion” (Zec 2:14), and “the Ark of the Covenant” (Ex 40; cf. Rv 11:19). In 2 Samuel 6:9, David says: “How can the ark of the Lord come to me?” In a very similar way in Luke 1:43, Elizabeth exclaims: “And how does this happen to me that the mother of my Lord should come to me?” David dances with joy before the ark of the Lord (2 Sm 6:14-15) just as John the Baptist leaps for joy in the womb of St. Elizabeth when Mary, carrying the child Jesus in her womb, approaches (Lk 1:41). Mary is also foreshadowed as the king’s mother in 1 Kings 2:19; as the “closed gate” of perpetual virginity in Ezekiel 44:1-2; and as the Virgin Mother of Emmanuel in Isaiah 7:14 (cf. Mt 1:23).

In the New Testament, Mary plays a central role because she is the mother of Christ, the redeemer. St. Paul alludes to Mary in Galatians 4:4-5, and all four Gospels speak of her. Mary is shown as the Virgin Mother of Emmanuel (Mt 1:22–23) who flees to Egypt with Jesus and Joseph (Mt 2:13-21). In the Gospel of Luke, Mary is prominent at the Annunciation (1:26-38) and the Visitation (1:39-45). Also in Luke, she prays the Magnificat (1:46-56), gives birth to Jesus (2:1-7), presents him in the Temple (2:22-38) and later finds him in the Temple preaching among the teachers of the law (2:41-52).

In John’s Gospel, Mary appeals to Jesus at the wedding feast of Cana to perform his first miracle (2:1-12); she’s also present at the foot of the cross where Our Lord gives her as mother to John and (by extension) to all Christians (19:25-27). Mary is present with the apostles in the upper room praying for the coming of the Holy Spirit at Pentecost (Acts 1:14). In Revelation 12, Mary is seen as the woman clothed with the sun, about to give birth. She is opposed by the dragon who wishes to devour her son.

Robert Fastiggi, May 7,  2024

Excerpt from catholicreview.org

Hail, Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with you; blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

[seekfirst-community]

The following reflection is courtesy of Don Schwager © 2023. Don's website is located at Dailyscripture.net

Meditation: Do you recognize the Lord's presence in your life? The Gospel records that when Jesus disembarked from the boat the people immediately recognized him. What did they recognize in Jesus? A prophet, a healer, the Messiah, the Son of God? For sure they recognized that Jesus had power from God to heal and to make whole bodies, limbs, minds, and hearts that were beset with disease, affliction, and sin. What happened when they pressed upon him and touched the fringe of his garment? They were made well. The Lord Jesus is ever ready to meet our needs as well. Do you approach him with expectant faith?

Do you recognize the Lord's presence with you and the power of his word for your life?

Faith is an entirely free gift which God makes to us through the power of the Holy Spirit. Believing and trusting in God to act in our lives is only possible by the grace and help of the Holy Spirit who moves the heart and converts it to God. The Holy Spirit opens the eyes of the mind and helps us to understand, accept, and believe God's word. How do we grow in faith? By listening to God's word with trust and submission. Faith also grows through testing and perseverance. The Lord wants to teach us how to pray in faith for his will for our lives and for the things he wishes to give us to enable us to follow him faithfully and serve him generously.

Do you seek the Lord Jesus and put his kingdom first?

Jesus gave his disciples the perfect prayer which acknowledges God as our Father who provides generously for his children. The Lord's prayer teaches us to seek first the kingdom of God and to pray that God's will be accomplished in our lives. The Lord in turn, gives us what we need to live each day for his glory. The Lord is never too distant nor too busy to meet us and to give his blessing. Do you pray to the Father with confidence that he will show you his will and give you what you need to follow him? Ask the Lord to increase your faith and gratitude for his merciful love and provision for your life.

"Lord Jesus, let my heart sing for joy in your presence. Give me eyes of faith to recognize your presence and fill me with your Holy Spirit that I may walk in your way of love and peace."

The following reflection is from One Bread, One Body courtesy of Presentation Ministries © 2023.

new creations (part 1)

“God created the heavens and the earth.” —Genesis 1:1

Do you want God to create something new in your life? Do you want Him to create friendship, freedom, ministry, a job, peace, or hope? God creates the same today as He did yesterday (see Heb 13:8).

He begins creation with the mighty wind of the Spirit sweeping over the waters (Gn 1:2). If you want new creations, stir into flame the gift of the Spirit in your life (2 Tm 1:6-7).

The next movement of creation is God’s Word. God spoke and it was made (see Gn 1:3, 6, 9, 11, 14, 20, 24, 26). Nothing was created except through God’s Word (Jn 1:3; cf Heb 11:3), “By the word of the Lord the heavens were made” (Ps 33:6). If you’re not even trying to know God’s Word through His Church and her Bible, don’t be surprised if God isn’t creating much in your life.

The first thing God created was light (Gn 1:3). Just as plants need light for the creation of foliage and fruit, so we need God’s light for our lives to become beautiful, fruitful gardens. Renew your Baptism, in which you first received the light of Christ. Then the created and creative light will shine even more brightly.

The Spirit, the Word, and the light are the first three movements of God’s new creations in your life. (See tomorrow’s teaching for more.)

Prayer:  Father, “a clean heart create for me” (Ps 51:12).

Promise:  “All who touched Him got well.” —Mk 6:56

Praise:  St. Paul Miki & Companions resisted ungodliness, trusted God completely, and were privileged to die as martyrs.

Reference:  (For a related teaching on Lent and the Renewal of Our Baptismal Promises, view, download or order our leaflet or listen to, download or order our CD 83-1, CD 83-3, CD 84-1 and CD 84-3 or our DVD 83 and DVD 84 on our website.)

Rescript:  "In accord with the Code of Canon Law, I hereby grant the Nihil Obstat for the publication One Bread, One Body covering the time period from February 1, 2023 through March 31, 2023. Reverend Steve J. Angi, Chancellor, Vicar General, Archdiocese of Cincinnati, Cincinnati, Ohio June 15, 2022"

The Nihil Obstat ("Permission to Publish") is a declaration that a book or pamphlet is considered to be free of doctrinal or moral error. It is not implied that those who have granted the Nihil Obstat agree with the contents, opinions, or statements

[favonius-captain]

𖤐 * ∿  STREAMER AU 

𖥻  CHARACTERS

childe, xiao & gn! reader

𖥻  GENRE

fluff. tooth rotting fluff

𖥻  SUMMARY

modern day streamer au with genshin boys

𖥻  LINKS

masterlist

𖥻  NOTES

please like and rb ! it really helps <3

𖥻  FUTURE TIEN NOTES

every day i curse one of my only non kaeya fics for blowing up. i cannot believe this is my top fic by miles

𖥻  CHILDE

his stream name is tartaglia - he used to be unnamed and just kept changing it, but once, his little brother charged on stream and just yelled TARTAGLIA, so it became his name

i feel like he streams very casually, and just plays whatever’s popular

and you’re another popular streamer, who also game surfs

you both pick up genshin when it gets big, but you never do really talk to each other. you tend to stream earlier than he does

you two are in very similar friend groups, but you two have never played together really

in fact, the fact that you’ve never really talked to each other was really weird

to childe, you were like the mysterious boogieman because you just were never on when he was

someone in chat asks if he knows you at one point, and of course he knows of you, but he doesn’t know know you

do you know [streamer name]? a message in his chat asks, once he started his stream.

childe shakes his head. “no, but i hear of them. i’m pretty sure they’re zhongli’s friend.”

they beat your record for the lvl 12 abyss clear.

that makes childe perk up. “they what?”

needless to say, that caught his attention

he made it his goal to beat you

and of course, since you two have similar content and don’t post at the same time, you have a very similar fanbase

so his chat, the little snitches they are, tell you

tartaglia is mad that you beat his record, you read off your chat. it makes you smirk.

you snort. “trust me, he won’t beat my record. no matter how much he whales.”

and then the war begins

you two still never talk, it’s more of like his chat going to your stream to tell you about the things he says and vise versa

but you have started to form a competitive relationship, despite never having talked

like when there’s a new banner, you count how many wishes it takes you to get the featured character

and then you brag about it if you got the featured in less wishes than childe

“okay, chat, we’re at 46 pity. how many wishes did it take for tartaglia to get raiden?”

he lost the 50/50, someone in chat says. but he got her at 56 pity next time.

you snort. “imagine losing a 50/50. i bet i can get raiden in less wishes than him.”

unfortunately, you also end up losing the 50/50. and on top of that, you had to wait until soft pity (75 wishes) to get raiden.

you pretend to play it off, but then you see a twitter notification from tartaglia.

“how does it feel to lose to me (streamer name)?” the tweet says.

you huff, replying to his tweet. you just got lucky.

oh really? guess we should test that thoery. collab?

and of course, you aren’t going to say no

and then the journey begins

you have a collab stream that blows up in an instant

and it’s chaotic. not as unexpected

you know those exploding barrels things

or the terror of inazuma with overload/electrocharge

yeah. that’s you guys

“ugh, it’s my detested rival,” you see, as childe joins the voice call.

“isn’t that a little harsh for someone who lost the 50/50?”

“you lost it too.”

“yeah but i didn’t have to wait for soft pity.”

you guys do those domain run challenges to see who can get the best artifacts

and you two start to stream more and more often together

you become pretty close in your times, but you still maintain the playful competitiveness

once, there’s a big streamer event for genshin, and you two spend the entire time making fun of each other

but despite this, you do meet up in person and get a lot closer

you do one of those big streams meetups where you sit next to each other and like try out different types of candy with each other

and it’s very cute and wholesome and yeah <3

after you start dating

you don’t tell people right away, but it’s kinda obvious

like he doesn’t really make an effort to hide it, especially when you move in

he always posts pictures of you two together, and people just assume it’s platonic

and he doesn’t hide the matching jewerly you two obviously have

it’s not until this one time when you accidentally forget to turn off your stream when you kiss him on the lips, and the entire chat goes fucking wild

after chat finds out, childe doesn’t hold back

he’ll randomly burst into your streams, either asking for attention, or just to sit with you

he always passes you food or gets you water when youre streaming because he knows you forget to eat sometimes when you get really into a game <3

all in all, perfect streamer bf <3

𖥻  XIAO

you’re not a streamer, but instead, his mysterious roommate

you originally saw him around your college campus, and there was this one time that he helped you when you were trying to time crunch a project

and he saw you stressed out in the library, and just silently started to help you cut out the pieces that you needed

and since your college only allowed for one year of dorms, you were trying to find someone to share an apartment with

all your friends laready had roommates; so you asked xiao

he stares at you, for a moment, and you think he’s going to say no. but later, he requests to follow you on instagram, and he messages you that he does need a roommate

and it’s only then do you find out that xiao is a big streamer, named the last yakasha.

at first, he doesn’t really try to make friends with you; you’re just his roommate. he doesn’t come out of his room much, and you’re always out anyways

but there’s this one time that you come home late - like 2am - and you see xiao sitting and eating a bowl of cereal with his earbuds in

at first, you think that he wants to be left alone, but it’s only then do you notice the other filled bowl of cereal next to him

it’s a silent invitation

he knows you haven’t eaten, and it’s late

he was waiting for you to come home. but he will never admit it

since then, you’ve tried to put in more effort in your friendship. mostly because you know he’s too anxious to initiate any friendship

you two go on grocery runs a lot

you also make an effort to have dinner with him every night

and there’s this one time that you walked into his room, asking what he wanted to order for dinner, while he was streaming

he goes completely silent and still, eyeing his camera, knowing full well that you just exposed yourself to thousands of people

his chat is going crazy

you quickly realize your mistake and leave

but the deed has already been done. and xiao only turns more and more red as his chat goes off

when they ask more about you, he just mutters incomprehensible things

when you start dating

sometimes when he does no cam screens, you’ll rest on his shoulder, and just sleep there

he gets really red, and if chat notices how his breath stutters, they dont mention it

sometimes they can hear you clamoring through the mic, and some really hushed laughs and whispers, with the sound of a small kiss

he does shyly ask you to introduce yourself at one point, and you do play this new game genshin together

he likes it because it means he doesn’t have to compete with you <3

his entire chat notices how he smiles more when you arent looking and that he always looks at you with this soft look in his eyes

he’s the kind of guy to set up your pity without you noticing so that you can get a 5* on your first 10 pull

perfect streamer bf (1)

[an-anonimous-writer]

Grocery shopping

GIF credit not mine

Summary: Your relationship with Peter isn't the best right now, maybe if Peter cooks you dinner it could improve or maybe not.

TASM! Peter Parker x GN! Reader (not use of any pronouns)

Warnings: implied sex, angst, cheating, crying, mentions of food. (Let me know if I forgot anything)

Words: 1764

A/N: Well, I'm back after a big hiatus, school was stressing me out (since it was my last year of high school) and I decided to enjoy summer and spending time on myself. I also had quite a writer block and the only thing that came out was a TASM! Peter Parker fic, so here it is. As always, let me know if I made any grammar or/and spelling mistakes for English is not my first language and any constructive criticism will be well receive. So with no further do… Hope you enjoy it!

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Earbuds in, you were walking down the streets of New York, it was so cold that it felt as if you were in the middle of December, even though it was almost April. With your bare hands you pulled your coat tighter to protect yourself from the winter-like cold weather.

That afternoon your boyfriend, Peter, asked you if you could go and buy some groceries, since the pantry was almost empty and he decided to be a chef for you and cook that one meal he showed you a few months ago and you obliged, now cursing him for the coldness your body felt.

The store was just a few streets away from your apartment. You prayed not to run into anyone, because you knew they would love to catch up with you, even in this invernal cold. But thankfully, you arrived at the shop without any encounters. There you took the shopping list Peter crafted with the ingredients for his recipe and with a few more basic things, such as milk.

You knew why he was doing it. These last few weeks hadn’t been the best for your relationship, college and his vigilante work made him skip some important dates, like your second year anniversary. Both of you decided to go out for dinner, to the fancy restaurant right besides Aunt May’s house. You arrived dressed beautifully, a blue dress that accentuated your eyes and your free hair that fell like a cascade.

Peter made sure he didn’t have to work as Spider-Man that night, moving and rescheduling, but nevertheless, you were stood up. Three hours sitting in that chair made you think you weren’t a priority to him and you could feel as you shrinked in that cahir, making yourself feel tiny.

The waiter, that was serving you, came by the table for the 15th time asking if you had decided yet, you smiled at him with a tight-lipped smile and shook your head, standing up and giving him the restaurant’s menu. One hour later you received a text from Peter:

im srry 11:56 pm

smthg came up :(( 11:56 pm

ill make it up 2 u, promise x 12:03 am

You felt disappointed in him, you both planned the night so he didn’t have to dress up as Spider-Man and had to watch over the city, but as always, he had to, not even for a night, an important one (at least for you), he could not leave it alone.

For the next weeks all that could be heard in your apartment was shouting, screaming and reproaches thrown to one and other. They were filled with venom. Each word thrown was like a dagger in your hearts, it hurt you.

“You know damn well, I can’t leave the city for an anniversary!” he would shout. “As if it was so important, we will celebrate plenty of them! Ugh, God!”

But today, he decided to compensate for it, he wanted you to feel fancy and special, as you should have felt on your anniversary, or so you thought as you picked up some tomatoes he asked for. Peter always regretted standing you up because he knew, deep down, you would never stand him up, not even for an emergency and he knew that always hurt you.

You were on the queue revising everything you were about to buy when you realized you didn’t put cheese on the cart, so, quickly, you stepped out of the line and went to the dairy aisle, cursing yourself because you only wanted to arrive home, eat that delicious dinner Peter was about to make and get drunk on some cheap wine. But the universe had other plans, apparently.

Suddenly, you heard your name being called from down the aisle, you turned your head and saw one of Peter’s friends. It was Gwen, a beautiful, not to say gorgeous girl. He was Peter’s ex, but they decided to remain friends since they knew each other since preschool. Gwen was one of the only people who also knew about Peter's secret identity, so of course you always went to her for advice or just to feel heard. She was so very nice and you could always count on her, even if you weren’t as close as she was with Peter.

‘‘Oh my God!’’ she started approaching you so she could hug you. ‘‘How are you? It’s been ages since we’ve last seen each other!’’ 

Her embraces were comforting and safe ans that's how you fell between her arms as you reciprocated her hug.

‘‘Yeah, it’s been’’ you said. ‘‘How have you been?’’

‘‘Well, I’m fine, but you must’ve been feeling horrible these past months’’ she responded feeling sorry for you, a knowing look on her face.

You were confused, you’ve been perfectly fine, with your highs and lows, but like every other person and of course Peter and yours relationship wasn't having its best time, but you wouldn’t complain, nor say you were feeling horrible because of it.

‘‘I know about you and Peter, so don’t worry, you don’t have to act all confused’’ she assured you, squeezing your forearm, as if she wanted to comfort you. You were even more confused now.

‘‘What about Peter and I?’’ you looked at her, now with your arms crossed. Everything was fine. Were there any rumors? ‘‘We are fine’’ you added with a nervous laugh.

Gwen was the one with the puzzled look on her face now. She removed her hand off your forearm and smile just as confused as you.

‘‘I thought you guys broke up, you know since he…’’ she laugh, she then stopped, her smile dropped and gasped aa she realized. ‘‘Oh no! I’m so sorry, sweetheart. Peter is an awful idiot.’’

You placed the cheese on the cart and let out a nervous chuckle followed by a trembling what, why? Gwen only gave you a tight hug and whispered:

‘‘I’m here for you, it is all going to pass, ok?’’

You remove yourself from Gwen embrace and went to the line, thoufhts running wild all over your brain.

You just wanted to go home and ask Peter about it. Why did his friend think you broke up? You didn’t want to jump to conclusions and think bad about Peter, but what if he was... No, he would never do that, right?

You paid for your things and went speed walking, almost running, down the street to your apartment. You opened the door and sprinted up the stairs with two bags full of food and miscellaneous stuff on them. You needed an explanation, why did his friends think you guys were over?

In your head, you imagine yourself as a jealous partner. Sick by the idea of it, you tried not to second guess yourself, but your gut knew what was going on, you juat wanted to deny it.

As you arrived at your door, your heart was pounding against your chest at such speed you could feel it coming put your chest. One hand on the knob and the other one turning the keys, while the plastics bag was hanging on your forearms. You were deciding whether or not to open the door, whatever the trith was, you know that it behind that door your heart would ache.

You finally enter your shared apartment with your boyfriend Peter. He was in the kitchen preparing the pots he was going to use. You welcome yourself by saying ‘Hi’, Peter didn’t see you at first.

When you arrived ar the kitchen, Peter went and gave you a peck, instead of butterflies, you felt sick in your stomach, how would you even think so lowly of him?

‘‘You are freezing, my my’’ he broke the silence and you were so relieved he was the one to do it. He put his hands on either side of you and start running them up and down to make you warmer.

Maybe Gwen was wrong, maybe he told her about one of their fights and so she thought the broke up.

‘‘Yeah, well, it is as if we were in winter and not at the end of March’’ you laughed it off. You left the bags on the counter and put off your coat, hanging it. ‘‘You know, I’ve run into Gwen at the store’’ you added, while you were in the hall.

He only hummed picking up the ingredients he needed. you took a deep breath as you reentered the kitchen. Peter looked so handsome while cooking under the dim light of the room. You didn’t want to do this, but your brain reminded you that you deserved an explanation.

‘‘She told me, she thought we broke up’’ you said, chuckling nervously. Peter looked up to you immediately, he had guilt written over his features. ‘‘She started, like, oh you must be feeling horrible, y’know Peter, you, relationship over, blah, blah, blah’’ you added, also chuckling. 

Peter directed his gaze to the pots as swiftly as he looked up at you before. You tried to calm yourself, a small smile appeared on your face, maybe your suppositions were wrong, how could you not trust him? He had heart of gold.

‘‘I obviously denied it all, because we are great, with some rough weeks and some fighting, but, we are great, no?’’ you asked, pushing Peter to confess something you expected him to, but he only shook his head while gulping. ‘‘She also apologized and told me she was there for me, which was so weird by the way.’’ 

Peter pretended he didn’t listen to that. His jaw was clenched, however you didn’t notice it and you started talking again.

‘‘I was so dumb because it really seemed as if you would cheat on me!’’ you then laughed, loud, so loud you swore the neighbors could hear you. ‘‘But you would never cheat on me, right?’’ 

Silence.

The only thing that was making some sound was the boiling water, but nothing more. There was silence.

You fear for the worst. The truth you didn’t even want to believe. Your heart sank. No, this couldn’t be happening. Not your golden heart boy.

‘‘Right?’’ your voice was cracked this time, the smile you had dissapering from your face. Peter looked at you, eyes read and tears whealing in his eyes.

You couldn’t take it anymore as tears began to flow down your cheeks and anger mixed with sadness was controlling and consuming your body.

Peter opened his mouth, he needed to explain himself, but you had enough.

‘‘Baby, I-’’

‘‘Don’t baby me, Peter. Don’t you even dare to look me in the eye!’’ you shouted, interrupting his explanation. ‘‘How could you even…? WHAT DID I DO? WAS I NOT WORTH IT?’’ 

Peter was shaking his head, nervously, while tears streamed down his face, you were more than worth it, you were so much better for him. He was trying to form an explanation, but he could only form sobs. He was now regretting everything he did that led up to this moment. Meeting that girl, taking her to bed, continueto hook up with her… His heart broke as you were breaking down in front of him and he couldn’t do anything, because he was the one to fuck it up.

‘‘Was it her?’’ you sobbed, trying to even out your breath and looking up tearing your gaze off the floor.

Peter looked at you confused.

‘‘Was it her what came up in our anniversary?’’ you asked again, praying to whoever was up there it wasn’t, that it was Spider-Man.

He just nodded. Your whole world collapsed. So it was true, you weren’t important, not to him at least. You nodded, as well, containing your cries by biting your lips, he didn’t deserve seeing you like this. He didn’t deserve you, not at all. 

‘‘For how long? I just want to know that’’ you lied, you wanted to know it all. You wanted to know the juiciest details, how many times he had fucked her or how many times he had lied to you and his friends. You deserved to know it all, but if you stayed in the same room for more than five minutes you would burst into tears.

“Three months before our anniversary’’ he admitted. It had been going on for over five months now. ‘‘But, I… I never loved her, not like I love you, baby, please. You have to believe me.’’ he added, crying.

That was the final straw. 

‘‘If you would have loved me, you would never look out for another girl’’ you sentenced as you put on your coat and left the apartment. Peter followed you right behind, but stopped once you were out on the hallway. If he loved you he would go right behind you, running up to you. He never did.

The crude reality settling down. You wanted to shout, cry your heart out, and curse Peter Parker's name, but that’s the thing about you, you wouldn’t do it because you couldn’t. Even after the revelation, you still love him, even when you were this hurt, even if he kissed her right in front of you, even if he disappears from your life, you will forever love him. You gave him your heart, he took it, played with it, kept it and left you out there in the cold street of New York City crying.

Earbuds in, you were walking down the streets of New York, this time crying for a boy with a heart of gold for others, just not for you.