#it made me feel single like pringle HE IS SO SWEET!???!

[ksmszn]

my honest reaction:

💓 with felix omg can you imagine how adorable

˖˙ ᰋ ── 💓- 'a trail of kisses along the partner's jawline or collarbone'

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. genre: fluff!!

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. pairing: felix x gn!reader

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. a/n: teriii this took me forever i'm sorry 😔 i just realised the reason i'm so slow with requests is bc i'm unable to write anything if i don't make the characters head over heels in love with each other. anywayss, i hope you like it 🩷🫶🏻

“Love.” He calls out lowly, nuzzling your neck affectionately while your fingers comb through blond locks, massaging his scalp. Felix has pretty much melted into your arms, eyes barely open and not focused on the movie he insisted on watching together for the past week, missing the whole plot. “Look at me.”

“Lix, baby, my darling sunshine.” You giggle, eyes still trained on the tv screen, which has him groaning in protest. “I’m watching the movie. The one you’ve been babbling about for weeks. Why aren’t you?”

He mumbles something against your skin, too quiet for you to hear. “What was that?”

“I said, I’m bored.” He lets out a dramatic sigh, raising his head to look you in the eyes, everything in you softening once those plump lips jut out in a slight pout.

Movie all forgotten, you reach to push the hair out of his face, tenderly tucking the loose strands behind his ears to which Felix leans into your touch like a man starved of affection for weeks on end. Your thumb then moves to wipe off a small food stain near his lips, some chocolate that didn’t reach its destination and decide to hang onto your boyfriend’s gorgeous face for a while longer, also mesmerised by his beauty.

“Should we watch something else, then?” You inquire, spreading your arms to welcome him back into your embrace. Felix doesn’t even bother to answer before diving in, taking his rightful place into the crock of your neck with a soft, relieved sigh.

A moment later, he shakes his head, strong hands kneading your waist and pushing you further into the couch, all of his body needing to be touching yours in some capacity. “It’s almost over anyway.”

His lips then find their way to your jawline, peppering feather like kisses along the surface in a true, cuddlebug fashion. Your smile widens, the hand that’s not in his hair coming to lay on his back and caress the covered skin in a comforting manner as Felix lets most of his weight rest on you.

“What do you want to want to do after?” His kisses barely let you finish, pillowy lips trailing down to your neck which causes you to giggle, their gentleness tickling. Asking might prove redundant because Felix only gets this affectionate when he’s tired, your shared bed calling his name in the sweetest voice only he can hear.

You reach for the remote to turn the tv down, losing all interest in the movie as Felix ponders the question, placing a sweet kiss behind your ear that has a shiver running down your spine. Sitting up, he releases your waist to hold both of your hands, interlacing your fingers to bring them up to his lips more easily.

His answer is surprising. “Talk.”

“About?” You raise an eyebrow, not bothering to sit up as exhaustion seems to rest right on your bones.

As expected, it doesn’t take Felix long to return to your side, hovering over you and delicately pinning one of your hands right next to your head on a comfy cushion. “You.” He nods, smiling widely when you move just a tad bit to rub your nose against his, chuckling.

“What else do you want to know?” Your free hand moves to his nape, caressing the skin there which always gives Felix goosebumps. “My life isn’t as exciting as yours, I don’t have that many interesting stories to tell.”

Felix disagrees, dropping down to leave another trail of delicate kisses along your collarbones, cheekily hooking a finger under your shirt’s collar to expose even more skin. “Everything. I want to know everything about you.”

Your heart skips several beats, all possible responses dying on your tongue as they witness how much this man loves and cares about you. To be known is to be loved, and Felix wanted to make sure he knew everything before attempting to love you properly, exactly how you deserved to be loved for the rest of your life. A life he hoped and prayed you’d share with him.

His voice is low, barely above a whisper as he confesses his profound feelings. “I want every single detail about you to be engraved on my mind, and heart for as long as I live, to make sure I never forget a minute out of all the time we’ve spent together.”

“I want to recognize you from people’s stories, to work out exactly why you chose one thing over the other. I already recognize your footsteps as you walk down the hall to visit me at work – and the sound has me grinning like a fucking idiot.” He exhales, resting his forehead just above your frantically beating heart. “Can you imagine how happy knowing everything else about you would make me feel? I think I might burst.”

No, you couldn’t, because you could never wrap your head around being loved so genuinely and openly. Being loved for the real you, with the good, the bad and the ugly parts you have never shown anyone.

But Felix, as persistent as he was, will only stop once he can prove you wrong and make it a reality.

[lxdymoon0357]

Sadistic beauty ask request:

How about Minho getting along with Gyerin and her partner and they set him up with a good girl but Minho is too dense to get the signal that she likes him

(I want Minho to be happy and always have a smile on his face.....Duna and Wookyung are dogshit and they can fall in a ditch and I will even set the ditch on fire because I don't care...I wrote this to be very long cause I love my baby, Minho..Kind of me projecting, but well...who's gonna stop me?....)

Byun Minho X Reader:

your millionth reason why Minho is a perfect human....

☁ You were friends with Juyeon and you were her wing-woman for her and her girl Gyerin...and you became their third-wheel (read: child) and followed them everywhere you went cause you were single as pringle and wanted to see the sweet things in life which were Juyeon and Gyerin..

☁ Obviously through this, you would let them vent and one of them was about Duna and Wookyung...You learnt how Gyerin talked about them and after a while, you definitely found out they were horrible people...Gyerin had gotten in contact with Minho after she broke up Duna, and so the two got to be good friends...Minho vented everything that Dune and Wookyung did to him and she vented to you about it cause you know how to keep a secret...You cried for a few good minutes hearing about everything that Minho went through..

☁ Soon, Gyerin and Juyeon set you both up....but Minho was oblivious to the fact that he was st up for a date, not just a hang-out with Gyerin's friend, AKA you, and that Gyerin and Juyeon couldn't make it...for some reason...you and him hit it off and became very good friends and got very close! Too close...actually

☁ You developed feelings for him and even flirted with him...to which Minho was absolutely oblivious about...so it was good when your pick-up lines were too stupid and cheesy and it made things awkward you could pretend you were joking, but it was bad when you REALLY wanted to confess to him...bay boy did not know you were confessing every emotion you were feelings with him and he agreed saying you were his "best friend"...you went hoe and cried to Gyerin and Juyeon in a very ugly manner...they only laughed at your situation...

☁ He was really the perfect human in your opinion, had a big chest and wore glasses despite having good vision, was a literature person, was a bit cocky and rude at time, was beautiful, looked cute while crying (even though you hated him crying), was too good for his own good.....And his obliviousness was your millionth reason why Minho is a perfect human...in your eyes at-least, you don't care, but if someone tried to comment on your baby boy...you weren't afraid to throw hands, feet and even baseball bats...don't try the Minho protectors..

☁ Despite all the obliviousness, you helped Minho with bruises, cuts and anything else Wookyung or Duna would cause after raping him...you ever slapped Duna tightly once, leaving a red mark across her cheek, before treating the bruises she left on Minho from her anger or shit...You told Juyeon about it but told her not to tell Gyerin, Gyerin didn't know about Minho's rape and it would make her realize she got into a relationship with a rapist while the rapist raped Minho...

☁ You also beat up Wookyung once, when you heard about his piercing situation, you went to his home and beat up nicely with Juyeon and Gyerin....made him realize what he did and even reported him to the police...though he bought himself out....But not for long as you presented Minho's multiple bruises as evidence and he got into jail as well...idiot couldn't even buy himself out this time because of how crystal clear the situation was and with Gyerin as a witness as a part of the BDSM shit...

☁ Minho wouldn't let you report Duna for a while because he was still a bit stuck up on her...and you helped him process his feelings, in which you didn't even realize you made him realize his feelings for you...And of-course, you reported Duna to the police and even showed Minho's bruises as evidence...

☁ And you started to become a bit timid with your feelings for him because you felt a bit upset with the fact that he was stuck up on Duna even after what she did to him and so he wouldn't let her go to jail until you explained his feelings to him and reminded him what she did, not knowing he was more and more falling in love with you caring and protective and loving nature...He liked being cared for, having someone be protective of him and love him for who he is...and he didn't know about your romantic feelings and he was also afraid of being in a relationship because of his experience...

☁ You both still spend a lot of time together as you both were mutually pining over each other without knowing it...Naturally, your tried moving on or he tried moving on..but it obviously didn't work, cause it went horrible and ended up comforting...

☁ And you when you flirted, he was completely not knowing what was going on, like you could say, ".....Treat me like your homework! Slam me into your desk and do me all night angrily.." and he would be confused like, "...Y/N I'm a teacher, I don't do homework, I GIVE homework and what would I do to you angrily at night? I don't get it..I don't want to hurt you with my anger...." and you're just there crying and happy cause you failed yet again and happy because this is so cue he's worried for you!!!

☁ Okay...you had to work VERY hard to confess to him, I don't know how but imagine that But still you worked VERY HARD to confess to Minho so he gets the signs and respond, cause you were started to get angry and fall more in love with his stupidness....Oh and yes, he did agree and he cried in your arms for a while and you comforted him and assured him he will never be hurt again and never have to experience what he did with Duna and Wookyung and the next day when Gyerin and Juyeon visited, they opened the door with spare key you gave them and they found you on the bed leaning in a uncomfortable position so Minho, who was sitting on your lap, could sleep in a comfortable positions...you were leaning against the wall and often your head lolled down and often your hit your head against the wall multiple times during the night..At-least Minho slept nicely...your boyfriend...oh that sounds like such a sweet thing and even has a ring to it!!

☁ And thus began a relationship with Minho and you, where you made sure NOTHING, not even wind, caused a scratch on his precious skin...cause if it did, the wind would have to square up...BITCH!

☁ You also paid for everything he wanted to do for a while btw, until he got a good job that is and was able to pay his debt back!!

[nuttytani]

When your boss and his "friend" are too lovey dovey

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Pairing: Tartaglia | Childe x Zhongli

Premise: In which, Ekaterina makes the mistake of posting about her boss and his "friend", and the entire Liyue goes crazy

A/N: This is a social media au fic cross posted from my ao3! which you can read here

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Ekaterina . @ katyaaa  

My boss and his “friend” better hook up, or I’ll seriously kill someone. How is it possible to not notice the heart eyes your “friend” looks at you with, for like every time you talk??!?? 2 years. It’s been 2 years since both Master Childe and Mr. Zhongli have been dancing around each other. 2 YEARS!!!!

And just now… You literally won’t believe the level of PDA I had to witness. Mr. Zhongli lent his coat to Master Childe  because his official uniform is too “risque” and “insufficient” for Liyue’s winter.

It’s not even 9 am yet… I need coffee for this shit.

| Vlad . @ vladaddy

Replying to @ katyaaa

You’re not the only one. Sweet Tsaritsa, have mercy on us.

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Ekaterina . @ katyaaa

Update: He finally went out to have lunch with his “friend”. Thank archons. 

| Nadia . @ spynadia

Replying to @ katyaaa

You gotta admit, they’re pretty much couple goals, even without the dating. 

| Xiangling . @ cheflingling 

Replying to @ spynadia and @ katyaaa 

[Insert blurry image of two people, one with ginger hair and another with dark brown. The brunette looks like he’s feeding the ginger haired man. They’re both basically glue to each other’s side]

Awwe, look at them!! How cute! 

| Felix . @ felixis 

Replying to @ cheflingling 

Definitely did NOT need that image on my home feed and it definitely does NOT make me feel sour ass single pringle. 

| Ekaterina . @ katyaaa  

Replying to @ cheflingling 

What happened to something called privacy ? 

| Yunjin . @ operagrandis 

Replying to @ katyaaa  

Privacy went out the window the moment you decided to post about your “boss” crushing on his “friend” and vice versa

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Signora . @ thefairestlady 

Hey. @ katyaaa , dig up some more pics and info on the two idiots in love. Tsaritsa’s orders 

| Ekaterina . @ katyaaa         

Replying to @ thefairestlady 

What ? 

| Pantalone . @ theregrator

Replying to @ katyaaa and @ thefairestlady 

Don’t bother asking why, it’s strictly confidential. Oh and also, make it quick :)

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Ekaterina stares at her phone in horror as the notifications from her socials go blasting off every- freaking- second. Not to mention, the weird, suspicious and vague “mission” about digging more information on her boss and his “friend” 

Ugh. Why is she the one who has to suffer? 

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First thing Ekaterina does is to mute her socials. The constant pinging of the notifications started to annoy her and it might overheat her phone too. 

“-terina” 

She shouldn’t have posted about her boss. Worst decision she ever made in her entire life- well… not exactly the worst but definitely ranks up high somewhere in the regrets list. 

“Ekaterina?”

But to be fair, it was getting on her nerves recently, since Mr. Zhongli got very bold with his affection towards Master Childe recently, and well… her boss being the oblivious and dense person he is, hasn’t even noticed the advances, and instead he just shoots his “friend” an extremely blushy smil-

Woah —

Something- no - a pair of hands grab Ekaterina’s shoulders and shake the living soul out of her body. “Oww.”

“Katya! Come on! I’ve been calling your name so many times now. Where is your mind at?” Nadia, one of her colleagues and friend, stares at her with concern.

“Sorry,” Ekaterina replies, pushing her hair back. “Was thinking…”

“Is it the new mission?”

“Yeah.” 

She shoots Ekaterina a pitiful look before handing her a cup of coffee. “Better start the hustle then. Call me or the others if you need help. And boy, we have a lot of work cut out for us.” Nadia ushers her away to her office, “Go, go, time is mora. Don’t waste it.”

With that, the door to her office closes. Ekaterina places her coffee on the table and pulls out her chair, before remembering to check her phone. 

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Notifications 

Signora . @thefairestlady 

3 messages 

Pantalone . @theregrator 

1 message

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Back to regretting my life choices, I guess. 

It took about a week to stalk gather intel on Master Childe and Mr. Zhongli’s time together. Stacks of brown envelopes and manila folders, labelled as “CONFIDENTIAL : FATUI ONLY” covered the entire top of Ekaterina’s dining table (scouring over reports about a harbinger’s rendezvous with a funeral consultant during working hours would have been too much on the nose)

The mission became a joint effort between her and other agents working at the Northland Bank. It was found out on their first day, that it wasn’t an easy task observing their extremely lovey dovey targets… The PDA displayed by them was too much (it was lethal to the agents’ health to watch them longer than an hour).

As the mission is classified to be confidential, and specially ordered by her majesty, Ekaterina and the agents couldn’t take any risks to get information leaked about whatever the heck they were doing. So, everyone opted for hard copy reports which could be destroyed once it fulfilled its use.

But no one expected it to be a massive headache as Ekaterina and her colleagues went through each one of them.

“When will this end?! There’s too many,” Felix breaks the silence with a groan, then slams his head down on the table.

“I feel like I’ve already read the same report a million times now, just worded differently.” Vlad rubs his eyes with a heavy sigh. “Every single day, they eat lunch together at Chef Mao’s, go to Yun Jin’s plays, or sometimes to Third-Round Knockout and finally crash at either one’s home for dinner, did I get that right?”

“You’re correct, except for one thing. Everything and everything is paid by Lord Tartaglia,” Felix responded, seemingly recovered from his exhaustion. 

Everyone hums in union. 

To be fair though, the mora used by Master Childe on his outings weren’t really his, but Lord Pantalone’s. Hell, even Ekaterina would exploit 9th Harbringer’s mora (if she had a higher standing in the fatui, of course)

“Lets not forget these.” With the most deadpan expression, Vlad tosses pictures of the “dates” their boss and his “friend” had, but many many cropped pictures of Master Childe’s chest framed perfectly by his leather harness, stood out from the stack.

“Who took these?” and “Why?” was left unsaid amongst them all. 

Nadia choked suspiciously on air just then. Nervously shifting her eyes around. 

Thinking to save her friend from embarrassment, Ekaterina tries to change the subject. “Ahem, anyway, since all the reports are basically the same, let’s just summarise it.” 

“Umm something along the lines of … Master Childe is a sugar daddy for Mr. Zhongli and they act like a married couple?” Felix says while rubbing his chin in deep thought. 

“Let's… At least try to rephrase our wording, not so straightforward.” Vlad smiles, or at least tries to. 

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Childe . @ tartaglia

Why did I receive an emergency summon from her majesty? 

| Signora . @ thefairestlady

Replying to @ tartaglia 

Idk, you probably did something. Again. 

| Pantalone . @ theregrator

Replying to @ tartaglia and @ thefairestlady

Only one way to find out. 

| Lumine . @ thebettertraveller

Replying to @ tartaglia 

GL, I hope you don’t get your ass kicked. 

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Ekaterina . @ katyaaa

Phew! Mission successfully completed and with a generous reward too! I’m glad all that stalking of Master Childe paid off. 

| Childe . @ tartaglia

Replying to @ katyaaa

You were spying on me? Don’t tell me this is the reason why I’ve been summoned… 

| Ekaterina . @ katyaaa 

Replying to @ tartaglia 

Spying ? hahaha what spying ? I don’t know what you’re talking about :DDD

| Felix . @ felixis 

Replying to @ katyaaa 

You’re so fired. Stupid ass. 

[ insert facepalm GIF ]

| Childe . @ tartaglia 

Replying to @ felixis and @ katyaaa 

Oh don’t worry, you’re both in trouble, and so is Nadia and Vlad ;)

| Ekaterina . @ katyaaa 

Replying to @ tartaglia 

Please have mercy, my lord! 

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Meanwhile, in the privacy of Zhongli’s home, an elegantly written note addressed not to Zhongli, but Morax, materialises right in front of him.

 “You shameless old dragon, get your broke ass to Snezhnaya now! We need to talk” 

Never in his life did Childe feel as nervous and scared until today. He was shaking in his boots as he looked back and forth between her majesty and Mr. Zhongli (alternatively Rex Lapis, as he just found out… but that can be discussed later). He didn’t think that he’d get summoned by The Tsaritsa nor did he expect Mr. Zhongli, who was supposed to be in Liyue doing his job, to be invited to her majesty’s garden for tea.

Tea? Nope this isn’t tea, this is basically an interrogation session! 

“Now, let me get this straight. You gave the boy a pair of marriage chopsticks and he accepted it?” Tsaritsa raised her teacup to her scowling lips slowly.

Hold on, wait a minute… Marriage chopsticks? 

“That is correct–”

“And you thought that my youngest, born and raised in Snezhnaya would understand the meaning behind this act? You didn’t think this through did you, Morax? How embarrassing, I suppose Barbatos is still right, you ARE a stone blockhead.”

Mr. Zhongli coughed discreetly to disguise his embarrassment, before taking a sip from his cup, “Now please, Tsaritsa, there’s no need to chastise me for it.” 

“I must, with how you shamelessly court my youngest Harbinger without my knowledge.” Tsaritsa’s eyes narrow down at Zhongli, like a mother ready to scold.

Childe watches the entire exchange in shock– courting ? Mr. Zhongli and courting ? Just what in Celestia is happening ? He must have looked like a dumbfounded monkey, staring at them, until her majesty’s words interrupt his inner turmoil.

“Well,” she says curtly “Has the wedding date been set? If not, I shall take care of it.”

Sputtering and hacking on his tea, Childe replied, “W-What!??”

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Bonus scene 

“Lord Tartaglia! Congratulations, we heard you’re getting married–”

“My my! What good news! I can feel the tears of joy in my eyes already”

“How shocking… It feels as if just yesterday you were but a little boy running around the palace”

[warringwarrioridiot]

"They was asking for it"

YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ASKING FOR?? A BIG FAT BASEBALL BAT TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL AT FULL SPEED MAX ISTG

Mfs like this need to take a long walk off of a short cliff cus if I EVER catch them I'm gonna commit some good old fashion homicide.

If you say things like "You should've enjoyed it" or "at least you got some" I'm tracking your IP and shoving ten cacti in your anal hole and/or vagina.

"game is game 🤪"

You need to shut your ketchup stain, Junkrat main, micro brain, aluminium chain, ankle sprain, CHOCOLATE RAIIIIN, with your runny nose dirty toes lick hobos cOwAbUnGa BrOs, Dude, I want you to look at your entire life. All your life choices. And tell me when you had an original idea in your brain. Your ass got kicked out and disowned and you started aggressively tapping the home button on your IPhone "Oh, help. Why is it not working?". YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE IS LIKE A NARUTO FILLER EPISODE, MY BOY! YOUR PRANKS ARE AS REPETITIVE AS THE AD "Whopper, Whopper, Whopper, Whopper" YOUR BRAIN IS JUST AS REAL AS THE LOVE YOUR PARENTS HAVE FOR YOU! YOUR GRANDMA GAVE BLING BLING BOY A LAP DANCE FOR PAY DAY. Wait hold on! *Punch punch punch* GIVE ME THE MONEY YOUR GRANDMA! I JUST ROBBED YOUR GRANDMA! I JUST HIT A LICK ON YOUR GRANDMA, HOW DOES THAT FEEL?! SHE POOR AS HELL NOW! YOU PUT A BALLOON ON YOUR HEAD AND THOUGHT IT WAS A DURAG! YOU LIKE RONALD MCDONALD FROM OHIO! "HEYA KID! YOU WANT A BIG MAC?!" WHEN YOU WALK DOWNSTAIRS YOUR WHOLE HOUSE STARTS RUMBLING! YOU BRING THE POWER OF EREN YEAGER AND 37 COLOSSAL TITANS DOWN YOUR STAIRCASE! AFTER YOU EAT DINNER YOU EAT THE PLATE AND THEN YOU EAT THE TABLE AS WELL! CHOMP CHOMP! YOU RENT OUT THE GAP BETWEEN YOU TEETH AS A PARKING SPACE FOR ANTS! YOU LOOK EMO ASF "CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES! THIS IS MY LAST RESORT! SUFFOCATION! NO BREATHING!" LOOK AT YOUR NOSE YOU HAVE TWO MARIO PIPES COMING OUT OF YOUR HEAD! YAHOO! LET'S A GO! THEY MADE A SEQUEL TO FINDING NEMO BASED OFF YOUR ASS CALLED "LOCATING CHROMOSOMES! IN THEATRES THIS JULY!" YOUR BEST FRIEND IS A RAT LIVING UNDER YOUR BED IN A PRINGLES CAN! YOU POSTED AN INSTAGRAM STORY ABOUT A JAMAICAN CRICKET GIVING YOU A LAP DANCE IN THE BACK OF TOYS R US! YOU TORTURED AN ANT BY TYING HIM TO YOUR BUTTHOLE AND FARTING ON HIM! I HAVE MORE ROASTS YOU KNOW! YOUR GRANDMA IS A DARK SOULS BOSS CALLED "THE WRINKLE!

EW NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO THERE IS NO WAY! THAT THIS... OLD ASS FART WRINKLE IS TALKING TO ME IN SUCH A DISRESPECTFUL MANNER. YOU KNOW IT'S ACTUALLY KINDA SAD YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH TO BE A GRANDPA NOW BUT INSTEAD OF ADVANCING YOUR BIOLOGICAL CHAIN YOU'VE INSTEAD SPENT YOUR DAYS ALONE IN YOUR ROOM READING HITLER MANIFESTOS AND COSPLAYING AS A FUCKIN' NEO NAZI. SO MANY YEARS AND SUCH LITTLE ADVANCEMENT. No seriously! Seriously I find it amusing THAT YOUR PENCIL PENIS DONKEY KONG BARREL BUILT LOOKIN' ASS WOULD ASSUME THAT I EVEN REMOTELY CARE ABOUT A SINGLE ONE. NO NO NO FUCK THAT. A SINGLE SYLLABLE OF THE VERBAL DIARRHEA GARGLE THAT'S COMING OUT OF THE DUSTY SARLAC PIT YOU CONSIDER TO BE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH! YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU MY FACE?? YOU WANNA SEE MY FUCKIN' FACE??? BITCH SHOW ME YOUR FUCKIN' HAIRLINE CAUSE I KNOW THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE SPEAKING TO ME RIGHT NOW DRESSED UP AS A GOD DAMN DIABOLICAL BOY SCOUT. NAH LOOK AT THEM TEETH. BOY YOUR TEETH IN CREATIVE MODE. HELL NAH BOY STOP PLAYING YOU TOO OLD FOR THIS SHIT. BRO THEY GOT FOSSIL RECORDS FOR EACH ONE OF YOUR FAT ROLLS. NAH STOP PLAYING WITH ME BOY I CAN'T TAKE YO ASS SERIOUSLY WHEN YOU DRESS UP LIKE A GODDAMN MEDIEVAL TERRORIST. BRO IS ABOUT TO SHOOT UP HIS OLD FOLKS HOME WITH A CROSSBOW AND A FUCKING TREBUCHET. YA YEET DOM DOM DOM DOM DOM DOM! SHUT YO UGLY ASS UP. WHAT THE FUCK? A HE AHHH EEEEE SHUT UP BITCH. YOU WANT ME TO TURN ON MY CAMERA? YO DICK BUILT LIKE A INVERTED BANANA. YO FOREHEAD CRACKED UP LIKE THE AFRICAN SAVANNAH. I CAUGHT YOU AND YO SISTER BUTT NAKED LAST NIGHT. SWEET HOME ALABAMA. FUCK YOU THINK THIS IS? WHAT IS YOU WEARING WITH YO GODDAMN HONEY WHERE IS MY SUPER SUIT? NAH BOY LOOK AT YO ROOM, YO HOUSE DIRTY AS HELL. YOU GOT FOUR SEWER RATS IN YO BATH TUB RIGHT NOW FLOATING ON TOP OF A PIZZA BOX SINGING. "YO HO THIEVES AND BEGGARS". LIKE SHIT, BOY I CAUGHT YOU HAVING AN EMOTIONAL CONVERSATION WITH YO TOE NAIL LAST NIGHT. WE COULD'VE BEEN SUPER STARS REMEMBER WHEN WE AS JACKING CARS. YOU AND YO TOE NAIL WAS GOING TO BE THE DYNAMIC DUO. BITCH YOU WAS GONNA BE IN AMERICA'S GOT TALENT SWINGING THAT SHIT AROUND LIKE A FUCKING BOOMERANG. SHUT YO STUPID ASS UP. BRUH I CAUGHT YOU JACK SPARROW RUNNING AROUND YOUR HOUSE WHILE YOUR DAD WAS TRYING TO BEAT YOU WITH A TOILET PLUNGER LAST NIGHT. COME HERE BOY! SHUT YO ASS UP. BITCH EVERYTIME YOU TAKE A SHIT THE GAME OF THRONES THEME SONG STARTS PLAMMERING IN YO HOUSE.BUM BUA BUM BUDUM BUM. SHUT YO UGLY ASS UP BRUH.

Are you getting mad?

Are you getting mad?

DAMN You getting mad now! Cuz yo Legal name is Ledenhouser Strogenberg. Nah don't be Smiling now boy You ain't slick Boy! I caught you in the locker room after gym class Frantically wiping yo armpits down With a kleenex While tryna smell good For the girls In the hallway. OI ZOINKS! I GOTTA- I GOTTA HURRY UP. SHUT YO ASS UP YOU LIKE A DIABETIC TOASTER STRUDEL. YOU UGLY AHH AS HELL. YOU GOT THEM BIG ASS HUMPTY DUMPTY PANTS ON BRUH. YOU USE A FRUIT ROLL UP AS A BELT TO HOLD UP YO BUNG DU BUNGLA. Shut yo ugly Ass up You got Mineral deposits In your Belly button. You dumb As hell You thought Google drive Was a brand new Taxi service. Bitch yo Grandma Threw a Rage spell On the kitchen floor And started Smacking you with A weiner schnitzel. Shut yo ass up You a Diabolical Special needs Student. Boy you was In the back of a Short bus Maniacally Planning How you was gonna Take over Your school.HMMMMM YEAHHHHHHHHHH It will be MINE! Shut yo Ass up, Boy I caught you Butt Naked Playing gorilla tag With a mouse in your Kitchen. Yo ass Be sliding around The counters Like a paraplegic Frozone. Gotta Catch 'em ALL! Shut yo ass up With yo "I got a feeling Ooooooooo!" Everytime yo Grandpa Tickles yo Butthole. Shut yo Stupid ass up You thought the One chip challenge Was sticking a Hot cheeto Up your buttcrack. Ok! Here we go Everybody! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Shut yo Dirty ass up Get yo ass on bruh.

It's actually so fucking sad these people still exist in 2024.

Istg misogynists and forced birth extremists and rapists are the most atrociously ugliest love-lacking idiots.

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I rest my fucking case, your honor. Kill every single one of these people before I do it myself.

[user-rui]

Soulmate!Seme!Male!Reader x Soulmate!Uke!Male!Insert

(U/n) = Uke name

(Y/n) = Your name

This is a text that has you inserting yourself and another male of your choice. Put anyone you want maybe it'll work out (though I've written it with male x male in mind). Also cross posted on Ao3 right here.

Soulmate AU: There are a few different versions but the one I'm doing is where an hour before the new year a red string will appear on two soulmates' pinkies (if one's soulmate is not born or dead, it will not appear). The string will disappear once it turns to the new year. Might experiment with other versions in the future. Enjoy~

-(Y/n)'s POV-

Hi! My name is (Y/n) (Seme last name) and I'm one of your average members of society. Nothing too special about me, just working my ass off to pay bills... like everyone else. This year is the 14th year I've been trying to find my soulmate. Yeah, I know. I've managed to miss my soulmate for 14 years. Whoever my destined partner is is gonna murder me once I find them. Honestly, after missing them for the fourth year, I kinda gave up and just took up the fact that I would be forever alone.

All of my friends had found theirs within the first or second year. But this lonely feeling in my heart kept on growing and growing and I really couldn't bear it anymore. I've earned enough money to live relatively well for the rest of my life, but money isn't going to get me a partner. Which is why I'm out at 12:46 right now, desperately following a glowing red string to wherever it'll take me. 

I turned a sharp corner and stopped myself just in time before rushing out onto the busy streets. "Holy shit, how much further?" I growled, looking down at my watch as I waited for the street light to change. 11:57... I'm gonna miss it again... I thought as I started to dash again. "5! 4! 3! 2! 1!" Fucking- "Happy new year!!"

Fireworks were set off as I turned a corner, praying that the string wouldn't fade away. But I was still too late, the once glowing red string faded into nothingness. I was too busy watching it to notice another person turning the corner as well. "Ow!" He and I yelp simultaneously. Rubbing my head, I looked up, wincing slightly to see what I had bumped into. Coincidentally, the other person also looked up and we made eye contact. His (uke eye colour) eyes are beautiful… 

A worried (and angelic, might I add) tone suddenly broke my train of thought. "Are you okay?" he asked, sticking out his hand so I could grab it. "Hm? Oh yeah, I'm fine. How about you?" I answered, taking his hand and pulling myself up. "No major injuries," he chirped, releasing my hand and dusting a bit more snow off of his legs. "Just a bit wet."

We went to a nearby hotel (cause they have laundry service there) and got a room. While our clothes took their sweet time getting clean, the male, who's name I learned is (U/n), and I talked a bit about the situation from before. He said that ever since he was born, there had been a red string every year and he was desperately trying to find his soulmate.

"That's quite some courage. What are you going to do if you can't find your soulmate?" His (uke eye colour) orbs had a hint of question as he thought about it. When he answered, he said: "As long as the string is there, I’ll make sure I find them!" I chuckled at his enthusiasm and got up to check on the washed and dried clothes. "You'll definitely find your soulmate before I do."

Another year has passed and it was about time single pringles would run around the streets trying to find their other half. I had been working out, along with (U/n) who decided that we should keep in contact. I was ready for this annual run, and I was determined to reach the finish line this time. (U/n) said he wanted to try a different neighbourhood and wanted to test his luck there, so I drove him there and dropped him off.

I found a crowded plaza close to him and parked my car, waiting for this ghost of a red string to appear once again. I dozed off thinking about what my significant other could look like. It would be nice if they had (uke hair colour) locks and stunning (uke eye colour) orbs... whoever it is could also have (uke skin tone) skin and be (shorter, taller, about the same height) as/then me...

I felt a rush of wind go past me as I see others running about the plaza, following what I see as nothing. I looked down and saw my own red string and snapped out of my thought. "Oh fuck, precious seconds I'm never getting back..." I cursed as I joined the crowd, running. Wind rushed through my sweat filled hair as I ran around the streets following the thin red string as it took me to... the neighbourhood I dropped (U/n) off at?!

"Damn it... if I knew they’d be here I would've stayed with (U/n)... What a waste of time..." I muttered, following the string, winding up and down the long roads to find (U/n) being harassed by a group of shady looking people.

"Come on! Just give in already! Your soulmate doesn't want you anymore so just stay with us! We'll make you feel so good!" 

I rushed over and punched the bitches in their ugly ass faces and snatched (U/n) back from them. "Fuck off! He has a soulmate and it definitely isn't any of you!" Those very shady people must've seen my angry expression cause it didn't take them three seconds before they were running for their lives. After scaring them off, I looked down at (U/n), who was currently holding the sleeve of my jacket. “Did they hurt you anywhere?” I worriedly asked.  "N-no... (Y/n), look at your- I mean our hands..."

I looked down and finally saw what I've been wanting to see for at at least a decade. The end of my red string was attached to none other than (U/n), who was admiring our hands like an art sculpture in a museum. His (uke eye colour) eyes were sparkling in the night, as he mumbled, "so maybe it was fate that we bumped into each oth- Mph?!"

I grabbed his face and hastily connected it with mine, just as fireworks fired off signaling the end of another year. Except this year would be the start of an everlasting relationship, bound together by lovely red strings of fate.

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

ZEEPIE! WHEN I CATCH YOU ZEEPIE

👊🏾💥👊🏾😁💥👊🏾

naw cuz u fr made me hug my phone 😭😭 you are such a a sweet person, and thank you for being my valentine this year!

I was so sad abt not being able to spend time w/ my irl friends, that I forgot I have people like you on this platform💕💕

AHHHH- UR SO NICE!!! MY FACE IS HURTING SO MUCH FROM SMILING RN ❤️❤️❤️

iwannaholdyoulikethisfr;

im actually not sure what so say now- bc all I can think about is how good you are? like? you haven't pulled anyone?

you must live around some blind ass people

my mind is just screaming rn, I'm gonna go re-read that shit again and get giddy all over 💐💐

have a pic of my dad's lunch

(SIR?? FUCKIN CORN POP W/ ICE???? MY MAN IS TRULY A MENACE 😭😭😭😭😭LOCK HIM UP🤢 WE NEED HIM BEHIND BARS/aff/ love him sm)

CHIPPAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!!!! C-TOWN MY GIRL MY DOWN BIH MY RIDE OR DIE MY SHNOOKUMS MY BOO THANG MY QUEENIE KINS ❤🩷🤍❤🩷🤍❤🩷🤍❤🩷🤍❤🩷🤍

HELPPPP jumping each other is a love lingo fr 😔✊🏾

aww :(( i'm sorry you weren't able to spend some time with your irl friends!! and i hope y'all get together for a get down soon bc irl friend getdowns >> trust 🎉🪅💃

but ultimately, I'm glad it served as the catalyst for THIS lovely piece of interaction and thereby cherished memory :)) <33

ah girlieboo I'm a single pringle and happy that way 😂🥰 gotta work on the temple before letting people in, yk? i just pray to Father that He's keeping MY future pookiebear hidden like me!! UNTIL WE FIND EACH OTHER FR 🤞🏾💞 #singlelifeandthriving 🥰 (altho i cannot deny being flattered by the fact that you think i could pull 😩🙌🏾 confidence boost like no other!! <33)

nah I just live in the ghetto 😜 not the kinda ghetto where brothers be roamin either, rip ☠ but it's aii I'm chilling!! i sleep in peace knowing the aspect of being done dirty is not somethin i gotta worry bout, feel me? 😘

me n' you fr 🩵(o´･_･)っ:

"smek! <3* iluhyousomurch ❣💘

................now let's talm bout your old man's corn pops with ice--

,,,,,,,, nah but YOU KNOW WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT???

(THAT'S THE MOST NIGGA-EST MOVEMENT MEAL I'VE SEEN ALL MONTH [/JJJJ /POS POS POS GIRL I BE PLAYIN TM 😭😭] I THINK WE'RE DOING A GOOD JOB!!! THE ICE IN THE MILK FOR SUPREME ICY COLDNESS ENJOYMENT 👌🏾😤💯 PAPA CHIP??? YEEEAAA HE KNOWS WASSUP. i haven't had me some good corn pops in a while now that i think about it!! man, i could tear some uppp rn..,,,, yo, send me a bowl too-)

[softasawhisper]

Alright so this requires a backstory: My friend Reghan and I are both women interested in women and we went to a fair together. We both write fics for Steddie and were feeling bitter at all the couples around us so we were talking about titles for fics while people made out all around us. All of this to say: we came up with this title in September of last year and I'm interested to see what you come up with.

✨Bitchless at the fair✨

This is probably not what you would want, and its vaguely a drabble vaguely a summary. Sorry!

Steve and Eddie walk around the fair being judgey lil dweebs. Both are single pringles spouting things like "We don't need DATES to have fun! Who needs a girl, this is GUYS NIGHT!" Eddie loudly exclaims that "STEEEVEEE Everyone with a stink face probably has diarrhea from the food carts. Didn't you see the dude passing out pept0 bism0l at the entrance?" Much to the disgust of those around them. They laugh, grab cotton candy. Then kinda heckle the try hards at the game booths, to each other at least, neither want to end their evening with bleeding noses. "Eddie mockingly is like "Oh Steveee~ Wont you win me one of those shitty stuffed animals? I'll simply DIE if a big strong man don't win me a shoddily made lime green bootleg Garfield. It's worth liek five cents but you can get it for the the low low price of the entire contents of your wallet and heaping slice of pride!" Steve laughs and is like "oooH~ loookkk~ I'm gonna WINNN ITTT~~~~" And he does, on the first try. They look at each other startled and laugh a bit, Eddie whoops loudly and jumps onto his back in delight. Steve throws his head back to laugh and Eddie is thrown off. The booth operator gives them a glance and hands the plush to Steve who gives it to Eddie, who promptly names him Barfield.

They ride the bumper cars, boo at the guys who don't let their girlfriend in the driving seat, and before they actually make it out the gate to leave. Eddie is all. "Ooh~ a ferris wheel! A trip to the fair isn't complete without a ride on that beaut!" So they get enough tickets to ride it. And they stop at the top. Laughing and lightly swinging their feet. Steve turns to Eddie "Tonight's been really fun man." "Yeah it's been really great." A couple is kissing in the next seat down, Eddie spots them and nudges Steve with his elbow, then points. "Oohh, isn't the ferris wheel SOOO romantic?" And Steve gulps, and replies "Yeah, it really is." with such sincerity Eddie's eyes widen and then he smiles shyly. They gaze into each other's eyes, and share a sweet kiss. Then press their foreheads together and then their noses, as they smile.

"Barfield wants a kiss too, Stevie."

[crafty-cat-koneko]

Time for some naughty Nettie x Joseph headcanons

Well, we all know Nettie is older than Joseph, by 3 years, but he didn't know that. He thought she was younger than him cuz of how short and cute she was. Made a subtle attempt at flirting like "if I met you in high school I might have stayed~."

Nettie, poor tired gal, looks this smug young actor in the eyes and says, "if you had, I'd probably have been arrested for engaging with a minor." Man got real quiet afterwards

I'd have given him a gold star for trying cuz boy he triiiiied. But Nettie had just broken off a long-term relationship with a guy who wasn't very nice to be honest and made her feel insecure about her body, so she wasn't looking for a relationship. But man, this cute guy who's makeup she was doing, was making it hard to stay a single-pringle. So Joseph just asks if she wants to go for drinks as coworkers, nothing more, let's be pals. So they go out together as friends, have a drink or two when they got time. Its cozy, its sweet. She gets comfortable with him, enough to let the whole "my ex made me insecure about my body and maybe he's right..". Joseph gets pissed, not at her, for her. She's the sweetest woman he's ever met and who cares what her body type is, she's beautiful both inside and out and any man would be lucky as hell to- and Nettie basically pulls him over the table by his shirt to kiss him.

That first night of tipsy love-makin at her apartment was the best sex she had in years~. Mainly cuz she got to FINISH!!!!! Her ex was definitely one of those.... one and done guys. Joseph though~... He makes sure she finished multiple times before he's even inside her~.

And the reason for the quickies at work is cuz she gets a thrill from almost getting caught~. One morning she's cleaning dishes with the window open and he sneaks up on her to "tease her". A neighbor walks out of their apartment and hears... something. So Joseph ducks down while the neighbor talks to Nettie through the window.... But he doesn't stop teasing her~. To say the least, he made a mental note of this for later on.

And of course, our girl is veeeeeery experienced herself. So when Joseph gets cocky, she reminds him "of what an older woman can do to a man~." Leaves the man breathless every time, girl has one hell of a libido. It's no wonder she got pregnant so easily.

[fates-theysband]

💖 have you ever been in love? are you in love rn?

🌹 what do you think are the most romantic flowers other than roses?

🍫 do you have a favorite chocolate or sweet?💗 how do you show you care? what do people do that makes you feel loved?

🕊 what do you think about marriage? how would you like to be proposed to?

🍰 what’s your favorite dessert to eat? do you have a favorite to make?💘 you would fall in love with someone who…

⚘💝💕

💫 do you get crushes easily? what makes you fall for someone?

🍓 what are you doing for valentine’s day? do you have any self care plans?

🍦 what are ten things you love about youself?

❣ red, pink, or purple? glitter or sequins? silk or velvet?

readmore for long

💖 have you ever been in love? are you in love rn?

i have been before! until...coming up on a year ago i was in a relationship (we broke it off, we just weren't compatible anymore). right now i am extremely taking it easy on irl romantic stuff. sort of a romantic gap year while i figure stuff out. i honestly am probably arospec in a real-life context.

🌹 what do you think are the most romantic flowers other than roses?

not to sound like a 2012 tumblr girlie (<- technically is a 2012 tumblr girlie) but sunflowers

🍫 do you have a favorite chocolate or sweet?

i love truffles so much. i've eaten two bags of them since february began.

💗 how do you show you care? what do people do that makes you feel loved?

i am a big physical affection person and also i just like...doing things for people. like YES i will watch your dog YES i will run to the store for you YES i will spot you some cash so you can eat after rent hits

i also feel super loved by just like...being known. i mentioned before that my bil sends me every tbh creature meme he finds. my brother sends me tma memes. my friends will send me everything related to cephalopods and skeletons they find. even my mom, as fraught as my relationship with her is, will send me things related to movies or bands she knows i like.

🕊 what do you think about marriage? how would you like to be proposed to?

my view on marriage is, at this current point in my life, similar to that of ms. whoopi goldberg: i don't want somebody in my house

seriously though...hghhh the thought stresses me out. commitment scary. if i actually did get to that point with someone i would NOT want a big showy proposal. nobody fucking look at me. take me somewhere romantic and/or significant to our relationship and propose to me there.

🍰 what’s your favorite dessert to eat? do you have a favorite to make?

i love love love cheesecake!!! i found frozen japanese-style cheesecakes at costco once (they're not at my location anymore but i still have one in my freezer) and those are fantastic. i like making various types of bread. my mom swears by my lemon bread but im not impressed with it and i think i do a better job with pumpkin bread (had a family friend polish off an entire loaf of it in like, two hours once).

💘 you would fall in love with someone who…

uh...i dont think i have a good answer for this one. not a huge amount of experience playing the field here.

⚘ what’s your have a type?

i super don't have one lol im a romantic wildcard. you don't know what i'm gonna do next and neither do i!

💝 what gift would you like to receive? what type do you like to give?

i can answer the ones i like giving more readily so ill start there. i like coming up with gifts i feel are practical based on the person's hobbies or interests or that remind me of them.

i really like getting handmade gifts. like my best friend is a very crafty person so she makes gifts for basically every occasion. and my bil made me those spell bottles i mentioned earlier. which reminds me, i gotta text him for the directions.

💕 vague about your crush or paterner?

well in an irl context i am the most single of pringles rn. How Ever...i sure do wish A CERTAIN SOMEONE was real right now so i could kiss him. on the mouth.

💫 do you get crushes easily? what makes you fall for someone?

i super do not. i have a long-held fantasy of feeling comfortable infodumping to someone who was genuinely interested in what i had to say so the day i can unleash the madness to the full extent it's over.

🍓 what are you doing for valentine’s day? do you have any self care plans?

the answer to "what are you doing for valentine's day" is currently "probably my laundry 😔" bc that's an hour and a half round trip so it's an all day deal. the day before (since that's the common day off between me and my friends) i'm gonna go see my buddies and eat pizza and play some viddy games though.

🍦 what are ten things you love about youself?

i do think im like, actually funny and witty

i'm actually starting to like my writing.

i have fucking impeccable fashion sense.

i am starting to realize that oh, yeah, i can be cute.

i'm starting to grow a spine??? what the fuck??? new development but welcome

i do think i have a nice voice.

i hate myself a lot less than i did when i was younger

i used to like, wonder if i would ever be emotionally mature enough to be a person but i think i actually have been all along.

i like. believe myself now when i say i'm doing everything i can to be a good person and put good things into the world.

my taste in music is also impeccable.

❣ red, pink, or purple? glitter or sequins? silk or velvet?

Ourple, sequins especially if they're the flippy ones, i like both silk and velvet but if my nails accidentally graze against silk the wrong way i explode so velvet

[masochistic-marquis]

Welcome to the Pack House!

Rules, Character profile, tags, and verses below (all subject to change)

Hello hello and welcome to the world of Marchosias, the Masochistic Marquis! This is purely an RP blog just for fun, and definitely not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy your stay, Marc is a fun guy and generally likes everyone!

Rules and everything below the cut!

Rules

1. I'm going to go ahead and put this out here right now but this blog is of course ran by a 30+ year old mun. I'm so sorry but I don't feel comfortable with minors on my blog. If you aren't 20+ please stay away.

2. Do not bring your fandom drama on here. I don't care about any scandals, fights, shipping wars, etc. Keep that crap as far away from me as possible.

3. This is purely an rp blog. Most of my posts here will be in character. No real world shit on this blog. I'm here for a good time after all. And I know you are too.

4. Things may get a bit dark on this blog guys. Marc has a thing for pain, mostly receiving it. All that stuff will be tagged appropriately.

5. I am oc and crossover friendly! Willing to interact with anyone including other versions of Marchosias.

6. I love shipping and Marc is usually depicted as being single as a Pringle. I like to think that he's pansexual, so bring all your muses and let's see where it goes.

7. I do have a job outside of this and I do run several other blogs. Please be patient as my inspiration comes and goes between several characters. And of course real life stuff comes first.

8. Feel free to message me if you need anything or just wanna chat. I usually don't plot my rps but if it makes you more comfortable we can!

9. Don't be a dick. If you're any kind if -ist or -phobic Don't interact please. I don't have time or patience to deal with your hateful nonsense.

10. Have fun! As I mentioned Marc is a fun dude and is more than willing to interact with anyone! Despite his thing for pain he's mostly a big softie and a gentleman. He may be intimidating but he's actually really sweet ^-^

Character Profile: Marchosias

Full name: Marchosias Lupus Goetia

Important facts:

Titles and nicknames: Grand Marquis of the House Marchosias. The Bastard of Shax. The Masochistic Marquis (obvs). The Pirate Marquis of Envy. The Winged Wolf.

Appearance: easily ten feet tall, mostly black furred with a few silver hairs here and there. Has a black scaled tail that actually shines like a rainbow under light. His wings are white and swan like, almost long enough to touch the floor when at rest. Has long ears, like a mix of a wolf and a rabbit, and each of them as five gold rings in them. Has a nose ring (septum and he has a small silver star piercing on his muzzle). In his mouth he's replaced his two canine teeth with intricately carved silver (that may or may not be laced with angelic steel). Has several body piercings, most notably a sort of corset like piercing that goes from his chest down to his belly button held in by a series of gold hooks and chains (usually has this hidden under clothes). His eyes are mesmerizing, having the appearance of a starry night or like blue gold stone. Usually wears noble style, old regency like clothes and a long coat.

Demon form: an enormous wolf made of shadows, his wings turn a deep shade of red. He gains two extra pairs of eyes. His piercings all become chains that are attached to various parts of his body.

1. Marc is a goetia bastard. He was born from a one night stand between Shax and a wolf demon from greed.

2. Marc grew up in greed, living there until his mother died when he was 14. He found Shax and his family and a blood test was done to prove he was Shax's son. He was recognized and officially legitimized by the goetia kings at fifteen.

3. Has a good relationship with the women of his family. His stepmother, duchess Vivienne, his beloved (late) sister Ravenna, and his sweetheart niece, Phenix. The men not so much, including his father and especially his brother Malphas.

4. He hates Hells hierarchy and thinks it's bullshit. Due to his background, Marc has a better understanding of the people supposedly under him and tries to do right by them.

5. He's not afraid to tell a higher ranking noble off. If someone's being an asshole, he will call it out and stick up for the victim.

6. Marc is very charming and flirtatious. However, he will not physically touch anyone without permission first, and he makes it a point to always ask.

7. Marc is all about body modifications. This makes him stand out from the other goetia who view tattoos/ritualistic scarring and tattoos as taboo. His pride and joy are the piercings on his stomach, though his favorites are actually the rings in his ear.

8. To escape an arranged marriage at sixteen Marc went to Envy and was an honored guest to Leviathan. He stayed there until he was twenty, garnering his reputation as a pirate. He also may or may not have had a fling with Leviathan...a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell after all...

9. Marc has been trying to continue his sister's legacy of reform. He believes the goetia have failed as nobles, and they've severely let down the people who need them the most. That being said he does try to help people when he can, as he helps sponsor the creation of schools and libraries across the rings.

10. He can't tell a lie. Being a demon that's charged with finding the truth of all things, Marchosias is incapable of telling a lie, besides maybe by omission. He can tell half truths, and can sense when the truth itself isn't being used by another person.

Tags:

1. RP Title: I like to title role plays so this helps keep things organized.

2. Howl Call: used for rp starters, inbox games, etc.

3. The Wolf Calls: also for rp starters, mostly open rps

4. Marc Aesthetic: anything that makes me think of Marc and his over all Aesthetic

5. The Wolf Pack: anything regarding his family, blood or otherwise.

6. NSFW: should be obvious, anything that could be considered NSFW from sexual stuff to dark stuff.

7. Trigger Warning (TW): again should be obvious, anything that could be considered traumatizing

8. Blog name: name of the blog I'm role-playing with. Mostly for organizing purposes

9. Character interaction: name of characters I interact with.

10. AU- Alternate Universe obviously.

*all of these are subject to be changed/added to/altered at any given time*

Verses:

*also subject to changed/added to/altered at any time*

1. Canon verse- basically Marc as he is on the blog as he hasn't, as of yet, shown up in the hellaverse yet.

2. Human verse- Marc is a human noble and a sort of stand out type. The Marquis is a highly sought after and eligible bachelor, but seems to like being single...

3. Papa Wolf verse- Marchosias has a daughter named Deinara who he must raise alone after the death of her mother. !May also adopt other young ones to take care of!

4. Head of the Court verse- Marc is the head of the Court of Ravens upon his sister's death, before his niece discovers it.

And I believe that's pretty much it! Have fun guys and feel free to send me anything!

[osamosa11]

*cough* here i am 1223423 years later as usual ... but here we go hehe (also im too lazy to deal with the font sizes i apologize in advance)

nine albums or songs I've been listening to lately x nine people I’d like to get to know better x tag game with no name

1. why did you choose your url? once when i had hopes and dreams my purpose in life was to find a miya twins enthusiast willing to twin usernames with me ... chaatsumu and osamosa because miya atsumu & osamu + samosa chaat .... but alas it never happened so now im osamosa on here and my ao3 is chaatsumu and just matching with myself like a loser /J /LH KASJDHNK

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them. my dude. i barely have one blog much less a sideblog JBHDSJKSB

3. how long have you been on tumblr? gmail says 2021!! i haven't actually posted/interacted outside of liking before this month though (it's evo's fault yall are now subjected to my presence JHBDC)

4. do you have a queue tag? i just learned how to reblog .

5. why did you start your blog in the first place? sigh i was gonna make it for fic recs when i started and then promptly abandoned it like everything else that doesnt remain in my attention span for over 5 minutes JKBHDC

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp? nan feng!!! beat up because he deserves to be bullied!!! /affectionate

7. why did you choose your header? pretty fictional people !!! bullying nan feng !!! sqx is my wife !!!!

8. what’s your post with the most notes? my sunflower fx art teehee <333 (she's at 69 votes rn actually ... we all know what that means *waggles eyebrows and then cringes*) but im so emo about him and sunflowers so it makes me v happy :3

9. how many mutuals do you have? idek how i would go about checking this but i probably have like . maybe 8 followers if that idk and i follow all of them back im pretty sure

10. how many followers do you have? refer to above hehe

11. how many people do you follow? mmm around 35?

12. have you ever made a shitpost? i shitpost on twt enough, the world wouldnt be able to handle me there and on tumblr

13. how often do you use tumblr each day? once or twice if that?

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? ive spoken to maybe 3 in total but theyve all been super super sweet <333 yall are so nice . i have been getting slandered and bullied by my friendo mi for years who also happens to be my mootie here tho someone save me /j

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts i dont think ive come across this ?

16. do you like tag games? always appreciate the opportunity to yap * nods sagely*

17. do you like ask games? once again idk what this is JKDVBSDB i know what asks are but game...?

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? basically everyone ever is more famous than me so i think all of them are hehe

19. do you have a crush on a mutual? nope!

20. what is the last song you listened to? saturn - sza is playing rn hehe

21. what are you currently watching? link click live action! also remembered the tgcf donghua exists and watched all fengqing fight scenes yesterday LOL

22. sweet/ savoury/ spicy? i love love sweet and spicy!! preference depends on my mood hehe

23. what is your current relationship status? single pringle, just as it has always been !

24. what is your current obsession? fengxinfengxin and also my oc that evo knows about teehee ACTUALLY . GO READ THEIR FIC WITH HIM IN IT RIGHT NEOWWW ITS BEAUTIFUL ITS EVERYTHING THE UNIVERSE HAS EVER NEEDED

25. what are nine albums/ songs you've been listening to lately?

good days - sza

sunflower - rex orange county

alive - kehlani

best friend - laufey

the things you leave behind - maruwhat & anthony lazaro

the ballad of lucy gray baird - rachel zegler

blue neighborhood - troye sivan

manta rays - chloe moriondo

you were good to me - jeremy zucker, chelsea cutler

@beemilo @rampagingnoble @sugisyakult pokes you with a stick (v lovingly hehe <33) if you wanna do this !!!

nine albums or songs I've been listening to lately x nine people I’d like to get to know better x tag game with no name

(thank you for the tag @lianhuajing !!)

1. why did you choose your url? uh. it was a play on "rose tinted glasses"

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them. nope!

3. how long have you been on tumblr? I think 2022? i knew about it before, just never bothered to make a blog

4. do you have a queue tag? don't kill me, what's a queue tag?

5. why did you start your blog in the first place? I had some Thoughts about Blue Lock and wanted to post meta for it

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp? uhh Flora.

7. why did you choose your header? Reo is one of my Blorbos and I just really liked that panel of him

8. what’s your post with the most notes? probably the "do you download fics" poll

9. how many mutuals do you have? about 20? i don't remember

10. how many followers do you have? 120?

11. how many people do you follow? 91

12. have you ever made a shitpost? yes. i think.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day? an hour?

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? nope

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts meh. some of them are funny i guess

16. do you like tag games? yep! it's nice interaction

17. do you like ask games? i do! but uh. it's a silent empty void here. an echo chamber, if you will.

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? i have no idea but i see @kingsandbastardz a lot in the mlc community

19. do you have a crush on a mutual? nope

20. what is the last song you listened to? 若梦 by 周深

21. what are you currently watching? i just finished The Double! probably starting on Dashing Youth next

22. sweet/ savoury/ spicy? savoury!

23. what is your current relationship status? single

24. what is your current obsession? The Double,,,,

25. what are nine albums/ songs you've been listening to lately?

若梦 by 周深

如故 by 张碧晨

如初 by 张碧晨

借过一下 by 周深

万物不如你 by 张杰

Our dawn is hotter than day by Seventeen

Hitorijana by Seventeen

my music taste is kinda...i tend to stick to a few artists...

26. tagging (no obligation to do this!) @randomingoftherandomness @good-vs-evo @chrysofightme @bbcphile

[scarofthewind]

How would Valentine’s Day with the slasher go down?

A/N: The big one is here! Happy V-Day everyone! For me it’s just another day reminding me of all the reasons I’m a single pringle. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Slight sexual themes, NSFW, fluff, oral

word count: 834 Tip Jar (every bit helps!)

Would buy you sweets/stuffed animals/gifts:

Charles Lee Ray: He pays attention to the little things you enjoy, like certain foods or that really cute stuffed bear you saw in the window of a town shop. When you wake up on Valentine’s Day, he will have the kitchen table decorated in various items from candy to lingerie. “I love you more than you know,” he’ll say softly to you, pressing a kiss to your head.

Norman Bates: He decorates every part of the house that he can before you make your way downstairs to the sight of streamers and heart shaped balloons. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he’ll smile widely before hugging you tightly and giving you a chaste kiss. He has the couch filled with small gifts for you, one for each reason he loves you. 

Bubba Sawyer: He makes everything he gives you, which makes them all the more sweeter. “Made them for you,” he says bashfully, handing you the items. A small teddy bear that is super soft and a box of chocolates that he spent all night working on is what he gives you. All he asks for in return is a kiss and for you to tell him you love him which is far too easy for you to do.

Would wake you up with his head between your legs:

Jason Voorhees: The soft light coming through your window wasn’t what woke you up, but the feeling of something wet between your legs. Panicking for a second, thinking it was your period making a visit, you throw the cover back only to meet Jason’s eyes who look up at you shyly. He’ll move up your body, kissing whatever skin he can before getting to your face; his palm resting on your chest over your heart, a signal to show love to which you gladly return, placing your hand over his heart. Happy Valentine’s Day.

Michael Myers: It’s the obscene sounds of his fingers fucking into your cunt that has you waking up to a sight in front of you. “About time you woke up, my hand is cramping,” Michael grins from between your legs before he moves to kiss your lips heatedly. “Wanna find out how much I love you?” He says gruffly, pressing his cock against your entrance. Spoiler, he loves you a lot; so much that he doesn’t let you leave the bed all day. 

Bo Sinclair: When you wake up feeling something moving between your legs, you immediately know what he’s doing. You wait a couple more minutes before throwing the covers off and meeting his eyes. “Morning, pretty girl. Happy V-Day,” he says, not bothering to move away from your lower half. He makes it very clear that today’s about you. 

Billy Loomis: It’s when he moves your legs over his shoulders that you wake up, looking down and seeing him pause his actions. You stare at him for a moment before laughing at the obscenity of what he was doing. “What? Can’t I give my girl some love on this special day?” He asks teasingly before biting the inside of your thigh gently. 

Would actually plan a cute date:

Vincent Sinclair: He’ll take you to the movie theatre in town and manage to find the sappiest romance movie ever to play. He’ll make popcorn and give you chocolates so that you can snack on something during the movie (even if he eats most of the popcorn). “I love you,” he’ll say gently, pressing a kiss to your lips before focusing on the movie again, leaving you a smiling mess. 

Brahms Heelshire: Since he doesn’t leave the house, he’ll make the living room nice and comfy before making a nice fire and bed on the floor made of the best blankets and pillows in the house. He’ll make chocolate covered strawberries and open a bottle of wine for you both to enjoy while you sit together and talk. “I don’t know what would’ve happened to me if I had never met you, my love.” Lots of kisses and hot, passionate sex ensues. 

Thomas Hewitt: He’ll cook the best dinner you’ve ever had, including the dessert. Thomas will wait on you hand and foot, practically worshiping you the whole night. “Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.” He says to you after dinner, pulling you close and pressing his lips to yours. He manages to find a decently priced simple necklace that he carves ‘(your initial) + T’ in. He puts it on gently, his knuckles tracing along the back of your neck; you never take it off. 

Pelle: He made reservations at a nice restaurant and you both enjoy yourselves. The food was amazing and you both left with full stomachs. On the way back home, he stops at a park near the apartment and you take a nice walk together, hands linked together. “I love you, (Y/N), so much more than you could ever know,” he’ll say softly, stopping at one point and kissing the air right out of you. 

[aethersea]

you know what, I never do these things, but actually I’ve decided I would like to get to know people better! I would like to partake of the mortifying ordeal! I would like to talk about myself for a bit!

ok for the next...let’s say five days I will answer any of these things that people tag me in, or any random personal questions you plop in my ask box. I don’t have an ask meme on hand but just....pick one you’ve seen recently, or make up questions of your own, and I’ll answer. (the answer might be ‘nope that’s private’ but I will answer.) (@ the anon who asked for book recs - I see you, I’ve been thinking of books all day, I’m going to give you SUCH a long answer, I hope you don’t regret your choices bc it WILL be full of gushing)

alright, let’s go!

🌻 Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

Tagged by @booksandchainmail​

Last Song: I’m currently listening to “Falcon in the Dive” from the Scarlet Pimpernel musical on loop. I watched one or two Scarlet Pimpernel movies when I was just barely too young to fully get what was going on, and the story’s held an odd but deep-seated place in my heart ever since. A few years ago I found out there’s a musical and most of the songs are pretty stellar (go listen to “Madame Guillotine” if you like big ensemble broadway numbers, it’s a banger, the bit where he cries out for God has been running through my mind on and off for a few days now haha not like that’s topical or anything), so every once in a while I spend a few days listening to them a lot.

Sometime last year I read the actual book, and got super into the whole concept of the Scarlet Pimpernel for a while. I plotted out Pimpernel aus for several fandoms, I read the entire wikipedia article, and I went looking for bootlegs of the musical. I didn’t find one, but I did find a full radioplay-style recording of the script, complete with full musical numbers, and listened to it like a podcast.

Reader, I was so disappointed. The play adds some scenes, bc a lot of the dramatic tension of the novel comes from internal conflict and that doesn’t stage super well, and the very first scene of this play – a play written in the NINETIES – features our dashing hero rescuing some aristocrats from a French prison, and then saying to the person in the next cell, who begs for rescue but is not an aristocrat, “We have enough of your kind in England.”

Enough! of your KIND! What in the merry frickety HECK my dudes!! The book has some rather unfortunate™ takes but it is from 1905, it’s regrettable but sadly to be expected. This play is from 1997. It has NO excuse. This scene wasn’t even in the book! What! the heck!

I was so disheartened that I lost my excitement for the play, and a couple songs later I stopped listening. It occurred to me just a few days ago that you could actually stage that ironically, with the person in the cell giving the audience a “can you believe this” look, and then the rest of the play could feature assorted non-aristocratic ensemble members constantly looking at the audience like they’re on The Office. And hey, maybe that’s what they did, or something similar – maybe that was never meant to be taken as a cleanly heroic stance, and the play deals with it in a complex way. It’s possible. I wouldn’t know. Kinda doubt it though, based on song lyrics.

Favorite Color: red, probably

Last Movie: I watched that new lesbian christmas movie with my family for christmas, the one with kirsten stewart and the guy from schitt’s creek. it’s very sweet and good and kinda sad, and I really enjoyed it. it also incidentally has the best gay best friend trope in probably anything ever, bc it’s not a trope (I didn’t realize until several hours after watching that it technically fits), it’s just a guy who is the protagonist’s best friend, and they’re just all gay, and then when he Gives Relationship Advice as a gay best friend always does, it’s advice about how to deal with your partner’s hangups around coming out.

actually every part of the gay best friend trope becomes better when they’re just best friends who are both gay. the big dramatic gestures (in this case, driving some ungodly distance in the snow on no notice) go from “haha how kooky” to “queer man will do anything he needs to to rescue his queer friend from an isolating & potentially triggering situation”. the relationship advice isn’t “honey you deserve some self-respect, treat yourself”, it’s a deeply sincere reminder of the vulnerability that is shared across almost everyone’s queer experience, and look I could ramble about this for a long time before reaching a coherent point but I’m INTO IT, okay? I’m into it.

Last Show: you want me to remember what show I last finished???? impossible, cannot be done, it was a long time ago and the adhd has eaten everything that happened before last week. here, instead I’ll tell you about another movie I watched, late at night with my mom in cozy companionship just a couple days ago. it’s called Quigley Down Under and it’s about a cowboy who goes to Australia and kills a bunch of racists, 10/10 would watch again. it’s from 1990 but it feels much older, with the music choices and the cinematography of a 70s Western. the cowboy is great, honorable and fearless and kind, but the breakaway star of this movie for me is the woman who attaches herself to his side and refuses to leave. her name is Cora, and she’s crazy, in the sense that she’s not altogether tethered to reality, but this never for a second diminishes her agency. she’s fierce and clever and compassionate, and she basically never does anything she doesn’t want to in the whole movie. her arc is about overcoming trauma by taking charge of her own fear and facing it head-on, she is never belittled or dismissed by the narrative or the protagonist, and look she’s just so cool. I love her. she’s so vibrantly alive. her story could probably have been handled with a bit more nuance, but honestly for the 90s it’s pretty great. I’m no expert, but I found nothing objectionable in it, just a bit of heavy-handedness.

anyway the theme of the movie is that racism is evil and racists deserve to be shot, and this too could have been handled better (not a single aboriginal character speaks a single line of english in this movie), but it follows through on that message in every way, while still being a fun kinda campy cowboy movie. overall a very good time.

Currently Watching: started showing my sister Hilda the other day, and she’s liking it! I love that show, it’s so incredibly cute. can’t wait to see season 2

Currently Reading: lmao I wish. lately the brain has firmly rejected all attempts to read anything of any length. currently pending, bc I was halfway through them when my brain stalled out, are tano’s fic What Does Kill You Can Make You Stronger, Too, a Toby Daye book - I think it was The Brightest Fell, I got like half a chapter in and haven’t picked it up in over a month, the Locked Tomb series, and probably a few other things too. ooh! also a book called Making Sex by thomas laqueur, which is my fancy academic reading that I’ve been doing in short bursts for the past year or two when I feel fancy and academic. it’s about the development of the concept of biological sex and of gender in Western society, and it’s fascinating. has among other things introduced me to the idea that until quite recently, fathers were a matter of faith. the mother? yeah, you can watch the baby pop out, we all know who the mother is. but the father? how can you know? how can you really know? we have paternity tests these days, but for all of human history up until now, we've just had to take fatherhood on faith. (not to mention we didn’t even know what fathers were contributing to the production of a fetus. clearly it was something, since you can’t get pregnant without a penis getting involved, but we have literally not known what until the past few decades. and that is wild. it has colored ALL of human history, all of our conceptions of society and family and kinship and gender, all of it, and it hadn’t even occurred to me until it was spelled out for me in this book, and it’s just......wow.

Salty, sweet or savory: for christmas my sister and I made seven different types of cookie, most of them involving chocolate somehow.

Craving: no bc I ate so many cookies. unless sleep counts. or maybe pringles, it’s been many moons since last I had a potato chip and I miss them.

Coffee or Tea: no thank you

Tagging: @coloursisee, @krchy-tuna, @sam-j-squirrel, @xzienne, @mirandatam, @viciousmaukeries, @sepulchritude, @elidyce, and @navigatorsnorth bc it’s been a while since we’ve talked, and I’m super hyped that you’re married now. v happy for you!

[ionlyspeakinmyheroacademia]

Under the Fluorescent Lights

masterlist

Pairing: Shouto Todoroki x fem!reader 

Word Count: 3k+

Type: Oneshot!

Summary: You and Shouto are both harboring unspeaken feelings for each other, and the school dance may be your last chance to tell each other

Warnings: none, just pure, tooth-rotting fluff :)

Author’s Note: This was really fun to write, I hope you all like it, stay tuned for more lovelies! (story under the cut!)

𐇵𐇵𐇵

You had never been in love before, or at least you didn’t think you had. Up until this point in your life, you had had crushes, and flings, but you had never been in love.

That was, until you met Shouto Todoroki. You befriended the bi-haired boy, his cold, closed-off demeanor drew you in, even if he didn’t necessarily want you there. After a few months of going to UA together, he finally accepted that you weren’t going anywhere, and you became real friends. 

When he finally opened up to you, and showed you who he really was, you were amazed. He wasn’t the cold, arrogant boy most people saw, he was kind, and funny, and sweet. And slowly, without meaning to, you fell for him. Hard.

It was nearing the end of your third year at UA, and you still hadn’t got the chance to tell him how you really felt. You were terrified that he would reject you, like he’d rejected so many others in your time of being friends with him, that he wouldn’t want you the way you wanted him. These fears filled you up, ate at you from the inside, preventing you from voicing your feelings.

But it was fine. Shouto seemed content on staying friends anyway. 

“Y/N!” you heard from behind you, and you turned to see you best friend Mina, bounding down the hall towards you, her eyes lit up with excitement. 

“Hey Mina,” you said as she crashed into you, nearly knocking you both to the ground.

“Gosh, be careful clumsy!” you scolded, but you don’t really mean it, you were grinning the whole time. 

“Anywho, so guess what!” she said, bouncing around excitedly.

“What?” you asked, trying to focus on her face as it bobbed up and down. 

“Soooooo, since this is our last month at UA, they’re having this dance for the third years, and….  I think you should ask Todoroki!”

“Mina!” you protested, looking around quickly, making sure no one was around to hear. “Could you be any louder?!”

She laughed, and leaned over to ruffle your hair affectionately. You pushed her off, and complained about your now messed up hair.

“I think you should finally just tell him, Y/N. It’s been long enough now, even if he doesn’t return your feelings, which he totally will, by the way, wouldn’t it be better if he knew?”

“No, Mina. I’m not jeopardizing my friendship with Shouto just so he can know what I feel.”

“Whatever you say….” Mina said, shrugging, and then she threw her arm around your shoulder, and the two of you walked down the hall towards the dorms. “You will come though, right?” 

“Yeah, probably, we can go together, like the single pringles we are,” you laughed, and bumped your hip against hers, and the two of you headed down the hall, laughing as you went. 

𐇵𐇵𐇵

Shouto didn’t usually let people know how he felt.

But then he met you, and you changed his life for the better. At first, he was wary of you, you were so bright, so full of energy, and you shone brighter than the sun. He was nervous to open up to you, because everyone in his life had betrayed his trust at one time or another. But you were there, you were always there, even if he wanted to be alone, you were there to calm him down, to listen to his anxieties, his insecurities, his feelings. And slowly, over time, he fell in love with you, as much as that scared him.

In the beginning, he wasn’t sure what the feeling was. It filled him up, a warmth spreading through him, one that wasn’t caused from his quirk. His cheeks would flush slightly whenever he saw you, and he would only have eyes for you whenever you were in the same room as him. If you noticed, you never said anything, and he was too worried to ever really tell you what he felt. 

So naturally, he just bit back his feelings, and kept them inside. It was the only thing he knew. All his life, he’d seen what love did to people, it tore them apart, it made them crazy. Shouto never had a good example of love in his life, considering his parents weren’t in love, and his bastard of a father, who beat Shouto’s mother, siblings, and Shouto himself constantly, definitely wasn’t. And honestly? He was afraid that one day he would turn into his father. It was his greatest fear, and the only person who knew was you. 

Because he trusted you, more than he trusted anyone.

“Todoroki? Are you even listening?” Midoriya asked, waving a hand in front of his face. 

“Huh?” Shouto said, shaking out of his thoughts. Midoriya shook his head and looked back at his textbook. 

“We have finals in a week, Todoroki! You really need to pay attention!” Midoriya scolded, and Shouto grimaced, looking back at his notes.

“I’m sorry, Midoriya, I was lost in thought.”

“Todoroki, forgive me for being so intrusive, but you should just tell her.” 

If Shouto had been drinking, he would have spit it right out. “What?” he exclaimed, and swiveled his head to look at Midoriya, his cheeks flushed. 

“You know, your crush on Y/N?” Midioriya prompted, bumping Shouto’s arm with his shoulder, chuckling at the dumbstruck look on his friend’s face. “What? Did you think I didn’t know? You’re not as subtle as you think you are.”

“Well, you tend to be more observant than most people,” Shouto grumbled, and Midoriya shrugged, smiling. “Do you think…. Does she know?” Shouto asked, avoiding Midoriya’s eyes and doodling on the side of his paper to distract from the pounding in his chest. 

“Eh, I doubt it, she doesn’t really seem like she does, she’s kind of oblivious,” Midoriya laughed, and Shouto opened his mouth to interject before Midoriya cut him off again. “I’m just kidding, Todoroki, calm down. But really, you should let her know how you feel. Do you really want to graduate without telling her? You two have been dancing around each other for the past three years, Todoroki, and I’m sure she’s waiting for you to make the first move.”

“If she even likes me back,” Shouto said, and turned back to his notes, trying to ignore the feelings threatening to spill over. Go away, he thought to himself, I’m not ready yet. 

Midoriya didn’t answer, instead went back to talking about what he figured would be on the finals, and different techniques for their final practical exams. Shouto tried to listen, but his mind kept wandering back to you. How your soft, beautiful hair frames your face, how your eyes shine like a million stars when you look at him, how you make his heart beat faster than Iida’s Recipro Burst whenever you’re in the room. He lets his head fill with thoughts of you, your smile whenever you see him, your hair after you’ve just woken up after falling asleep during a movie night in the common area, sticking up all over the place, and he remembered tufts of it tickling his face as he carried you up to your room that night. 

Shouto smiles down at the paper in front of him, and he wishes he had the courage to tell you what he really felt for you, wishes he could explain what you do to him, and lets his mind go back to thoughts of you, not even hearing Midoriya as he continues to talk about school.

𐇵𐇵𐇵

The lights in Gym Gamma were dimmed, and you stood next to the refreshment table underneath streamers and balloons that looked extremely half-assed. You wondered to yourself if Aizawa had done them, and a smile came to your face as you watched your friends dance. Kirishima was trying (and failing) to pull a reluctant Bakugou onto the dance floor with him. The drink in your hand was cold, the condensation on the side of the cup making your hand slick. You resisted the urge to wipe it on your dress, and took a sip, the cold drink calming you a bit. Smiling, you look out at your friends breaking it down on the dance floor, watching as they twirled and shimmied across the concrete.

Mina, all done up in a beautiful purple dress that hugged her curves perfectly, was dancing wildly in the center of the room, dragging a very stressed Jirou with her. You giggle at their expressions, Mina’s excited and full of life, Jirou’s conveying the silent message that she wanted to die. Mina had tried to get you to dance with her, but you had never been much of a dancer, and your friend knew better than to push. 

So here you sat, a drink in your hand as you watched your classmates having fun while you tried to avoid social interaction. You weren’t quite sure what was wrong with you tonight. Normally you would be in the middle of all the action, a smile on your face. But tonight, it was different. Maybe it was the fact that you were graduating in a week, and you might not see these people who had become your best friends anytime soon. Or maybe it was because Shouto had been talking to Yaomomo for the last five minutes, even though you were over here alone. You knew it was silly to be jealous, he wasn’t yours. But you couldn’t help it, the envy ate at your heart, giving you a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. 

Sighing, you tugged on the hem of your dress, the periwinkle fabric bunching up on your thigh. You had tried to look nice tonight, wearing the dress that you knew was Shouto’s favorite color, pinning your hair up away from your eyes, and you had even let Mina do your makeup. You had told yourself you were dressing up for you, but deep down you knew that wasn’t the case. What you really wanted was a reaction out of Shouto, you wanted his heterochromatic eyes to light up when he saw you, you wanted his cheeks to flush at the sight of you, but it didn’t look like that was going to happen. 

Because he was still talking to Yaomomo, listening as she talked animatedly, her eyes bright under the overhead lights. Your stomach churned as he smiled at her, the same smile he gave you, and you felt the urge to run away, to leave. So you set your cup down on the table, and you did. You felt stupid, weak. He wasn’t your boyfriend, why wouldn’t he talk to Yaomomo? Even if he was your boyfriend, he would be allowed to talk to her, but it wouldn’t bother you as much, because if you were together, you would be standing next to him, holding his hand or smiling as his arm rested around your shoulders. 

You pushed the door to the cool March air, stepping out into the night, the flickering fluorescent light above you mocking you. A tear slipped down your cheek, caressing the side of your face, leaving a warm track. You felt pitiful. Here you were, crying over a boy you were too much of a coward to tell how you felt.

You looked up at the sky, cursing the lights of the city from preventing you from seeing the stars. The stars were one of the things you missed most from back home. When you were a little girl, you would climb up onto the roof, and let yourself get lost in the story the constellations told until you were calm. You wished you were home right now, sitting at the table with your mom and your little Maeko, your sweet baby sister. It wasn’t very often that you really wanted to go home, but when you were nervous or sad, you always missed the open fields that spread out by your mother’s house, the wildflowers blowing everytime the wind blew. 

You tried to calm yourself with memories of your home, trying to push Shouto out of your brain. You had almost successfully pushed the thoughts of him away when you heard the familiar rumble of his deep voice from beside you.

“Y/N?”

𐇵𐇵𐇵

Shouto had been talking to Yaomomo when he realized you were missing. He scanned the room for you, and felt his heart sink when he didn’t see you. 

“Yaoyorozu,” he said, cutting her off as she started another tangent about the agency she was going to. “Would you excuse me for a moment?”

“Oh,” she replied, her face falling a bit, but quickly covered with a smile. “Sure, okay!”

“Thank you,” he said, and smiled at her before walking over to the refreshments table, where your abandoned drink sat, condensation slowly sliding down the side. Shouto saw your shoes sitting next to the table, and he smiled. You always seemed to prefer going around barefoot. 

He looked around, and the backdoor caught his eyes, and he knew that was probably where you went. He knew you liked to feel the breeze on your face, that it always calmed you down. He pushed the door open, and turned, looking back and forth for you, before heading to the side of the building, where he saw you standing under a very old and flickering fluorescent light, your face turned towards the sky as tears leaked down your cheeks. 

“Y/N?” he said lightly, and nearly lost his footing when you looked over at him. You looked breathtaking, and he realizes this is the first time he’s really seen you all night. Your hair is pinned up elegantly, away from your face, so he can see your beautiful tear-filled eyes. The periwinkle dress you’re wearing hugs you in all the right places, and falls just above your knee, and he lets his eyes wash over you. God, she looks so beautiful in periwinkle, he thought. “Are you okay?”

“Not really,” you reply, and you look back to the sky, the cool breeze ruffling your hair.

He takes you in, the way your shoulders are hunched, how your brow is slightly furrowed, and your mouth is set in a small pout. I wish I knew how to tell her what I feel… he thought, and he let his head fill with memories of the two of you sitting in the kitchen after hours, sneaking cookies and drinking tea. He remembers when the two of you sat out in the rain, your quirk keeping them waterproof as you talked, completely uninterrupted, just spilling your thoughts. He thought about your hugs, you know he can’t resist your hugs, they're so warm, and he melts into them every time, wrapping his arms around you. You are his home, his safe place to go when he’s scared, when he needs a friend, when he needs to talk. 

The memories flooding his mind cause the feelings to spill over, and the emotions he’s tried so hard to suppress start to push their way out. The feeling rushes over him in waves, and Shouto finally admits what he’s been trying to hide for so long.

He loves you.

“Y/N, I have something I need to tell you,” he says, his sudden realization giving him a burst of confidence. You turn to look at him, your eyes sad.

“Can I say something first?” you ask, and he nods. “Why didn’t you come over and talk to me?”

He’s taken aback a bit by your question, it’s definitely not what he expected you to say, but he hurries to answer it. “Well, I wanted to, but Yaoyorozu wouldn’t stop talking about her agency, and I couldn’t escape,” he laughs lightly, noting how you perk up when he says this, some of the sadness leaving your eyes. “Can I tell you something now?” 

“Sure,” you reply, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips. 

He takes a deep breath, and looks you directly in your eyes, the fluorescent light casting an odd glow on the two of you. “I think I’m in love with you,” he breathes, just loud enough for you to hear, and he shifts his gaze downward when he hears your sharp intake of breath. He’s afraid to look at you, he’s worried he’ll see the rejection he’s so afraid of in your eyes. Slowly, you make your way over to him, and you tilt his chin up lightly with your finger so his eyes meet yours. He prepares himself for the worst, but then he sees your face. 

You’re smiling, and Shouto feels a stirring in his chest when he sees how bright your eyes are, shining with happiness. “What a coincidence, Sho’. I think I’m in love with you too,” you whisper, and he can’t take it anymore. He crashes his mouth against yours, and you kiss him back with just as much fervor, your fingers bury themselves in his hair, pulling him down against you. His hand finds the small of your back, and he pulls you as close as you possibly could be to him, holding you there, and cherishing this moment. 

The two of you break apart, and smile at each other. Shouto tries to commit this moment to memory, your eyes bright, your lips slightly puffy from kissing him, your fingers still wound in his hair. The flickering of the fluorescent light casts shadows on your face, but they don't hide your breathtaking grin. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you to do that,” you say softly, your hand moving to brush the hair out of his eyes. 

He turns his face, and kisses the inside of your palm. “I’m sorry I was a coward,” he replies, and you both laugh, and he wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into a hug. When the two of you pull apart, and he takes your hand, silently promising to never let you go again, he vows to never let you slip away from him. 

The two of you walk, hand in hand, big goofy smiles on your faces, into the gym, where your friends await you with a thousand questions. But neither of you mind, because all the both of you really wanted was to be together, and both of you wishes finally came true, under the broken fluorescent light behind Gym Gamma. 

[boba-xing]

Captivating {Chapter 7}

Fem!Reader x Werewolf!Choi Seungcheol (SVT)

Warnings: swearing, dark themes/mentions of torture

Tagged: @suhappysuho @captain-brie @seekerbabygirl @moon8894 @yippee-kay-yay @sehunnies-hunnie96 @lovinggalaxies @brokenbutchocolate @amixoferrthang @onewoowonderboy​ @hhhhwww7 @9rachacha @sksk-x @haluim17 @jelly-fishy-babie @sakura-uji @psshwa​

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You’re sitting on Seungcheol’s bed, a glass of water in your shaking hand, barely able to speak. Your mind is flooded with a mixture of fear and wonder of what is happening downstairs. Since Seungcheol carried your frozen frame upstairs a silence has passed over the house.

Said man is currently sitting opposite you, at the end of the bed, clearly concentrating hard on what he should say. After what feels like hours of waiting he finally speaks, “You said you were interested in mythology...vampires and stuff like that.”

He’s looking at you now, analysing your fearful expression as you nod.

“Well, vampires don’t exist, of course.” he nods, “But, werewolves, well, they d-”

“You’re telling me that was a werewolf?” you breathe,

“Y-yes, yes it was.” 

“In your living room?”

“It’s more complicated than that though.” he scratches the back of his neck, “You see, it’s kind of hard to say. I’m not sure if you’re going to believe me.”

You just stare at him.

“Well, me and the boys, we’re a pack...um, a pack of werewolves. We can turn into them, it’s just, well, that really.” He bites the inside of his cheek, blinking at you,

“What?”

“We’re werewolves.” he repeats, “I’m the leader of the pack, I’m an alpha and that’s why I have such authority over the others. And the blood on the shirt you saw on the first night you came here, that was from an attack...another pack.”

You look at him for a moment, taking in everything he’s saying and trying to understand what you think.

It’s bullshit.

You slam the glass down on the bedside table before storming out of the room and down the stairs, Seungcheol following close behind you. You turn around once you’re outside the door. “I’m not taking part in your sick fantasy! What the actual fuck is wrong with you? Is this some kind of furry convention or something?”

“___, I swear to god I’m not making this stuff up! I’m being serious.” he says, clearly frustrated. 

Instead of answering him, you scurry down the driveway. You have absolutely no idea where you’re going to go considering you’re basically surrounded by woods with no transport. You pull at your hair, arm forcefully grabbed by Seungcheol to pull you back in his direction.

“For fucks sake, ___, I’m not playing. I know this is hard to believe, but don’t you feel bad for me? Even a little? I can’t help being like this. The boys can’t help being like this! This is just how we were born.” His eyes are wet with tears, “Please, just hear me out. We’re not going to hurt you, I’d never hurt you, you know that!”

“You’re crazy!” You rip your arm out of his grasp and rush away, legs carrying you as fast as you can down the driveway. You manage to pull your phone out, slowing down as you realise Seungcheol is no longer following you. You call Jihyun, your friend from work, and she kindly agrees to come pick you up.

You can feel Seungcheol's eyes on you as you wait for her to arrive and you already know he's going it'll only be a moment before he comes over.

And it is.

As he draws closer you see the tear stains on his cheek, and the determination on his face to pull himself together. "___, please listen to me. I would never lie to you. And I'm not crazy, even if I am, at least I care about you."

You look away from him.

"I know it's hard for you to understand, but I just want the best for you, I want you to be safe. I want you to be loved, and happy, and with me. I care about you, so much, please don't cut me off because you don't understand something." He begs.

Headlights drawing near catch your attention and you stand up as the car approaches, Jihyun's friendly face appearing in the window.

"Bye, Seungcheol." You say quietly as you get in the car.

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“Please, please, let me go.” You beg, arms yanking at the handcuffs in hope you’ll somehow break free,

The dark figure in front of you just laughs, completely warped and unrecognisable.

“Please.” You cry, hot tears streaming down your cheeks as you pant, breathless, “I’ll do anything, whatever you want! What do you want from me? Please!”

“Maybe you should’ve listened to him.” the voice cackles,

“Listened to who?” You sob, letting your head fall down to face your shaking legs,

The voice doesn’t reply and instead you hear heavy footsteps drawing closer. You jump as a hand finds your neck, gripping it tight and squeezing, squeezing until all the air has left your lungs.

You wake up drenched in sweat, body shaking as you try to calm your breaths. Taking a moment to pull yourself together, you sit up and glance around the dark room. 

You don’t like the dark.

With a sigh you make you your way to the bathroom and wash your face with some reluctance. Although startling, the cold water clears your lungs and calms you down.

You draw yourself over to the kitchen, grabbing yourself a glass of water. You only take a few sips before placing it down on the counter, realising you forgot to close the curtains. A chill runs up your spine. Someone could easily be watching you right now.

You hesitantly make your way over to the window, glancing down at the street. There’s one car you recognise, and as your eyes meet the driver you realise he was already looking at you.

Slipping on a coat and shoes, you scurry down as fast as you can, rushing over to the car as soon as you’re out of the building.

“Joshua?” you ask,

“Get in.” He says after rolling down the window, “Not to go somewhere, just to talk.”

You nod, hopping in the car and shutting the door securely. “What are you doing here?”

“Watching.” he looks at you, somewhat serious, “In case anyone tries to get to you again.”

“Let me guess, Seungcheol sent you?”

“Well, yes, but I’d like to think I would’ve done it anyway.” a small smile forms on his face, “We’re friends.”

You nod, glancing down at your hands.

“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” he asks with a frown, “Not tired?”

“I slept terribly.”

“I don’t blame you, after tonight I wouldn’t sleep well either.”

You rest your head against the headrest.

“Listen.” He begins, “I know you don’t want to believe it, but the whole werewolf thing is true. And if you just gave us a chance, maybe you would realise we aren’t the man-eating monsters everyone makes us out to be.”

“Werewolves aren’t real.”

“It doesn’t matter whether you think they’re real or not, you like the fantasy, that’s why you drown yourself in fairytales and folklore. Sure, it’s not as scary, or as sweet, as it’s made out to be. But how can you run away from something you’ve dreamed of?”

“I watch horror films, that doesn’t mean I want to be in one.” You sigh,

“It’s not like a horror film.” he groans, “Sure we turn into big, dangerous wolves, but we’re still human. We’re still people.”

You look up at him.

“What is it you’re afraid of?”

“I don’t know any of you, like really know you. I’m supposed to be staying in a house with a bunch of men, who are apparently werewolves, with a...I guess...boyfriend? Who scares the living shit out of me when he gets mad and apparently knows exactly where I am all the time. It’s weird?! What part of that sounds appealing to you?” you explain, “And to add to that, I’m being stalked by some creep who drugs people close to me.”

“I know. But ___, just give us a chance, okay? Seungcheol really cares about you and he only wants you to be safe and happy. Come back home with me, and we can sort things out.” he pushes, knowing his next sentence would have him thoroughly beaten if Seungcheol knew he said it, “If you go a week and realise you don’t want to be around us, that’s fine, you can leave.”

This whole situation is crazy. You never signed up for this. You want to go back to your life before this, curled up in bed, single and eating pringles, but you know you can’t....and there’s a small spark of hope in your heart that maybe, just maybe this whole situation could work out? Maybe Seungcheol could be the one for you, and maybe this whole werewolf situation is real...but safe? You know you won’t be able live with yourself if you don’t follow this path. You need to know what happens.

“Please?”

“O-okay.” you nod, Joshua instantly beaming at you, 

“Thank you!” He laughs a little, slamming his hand down on the steering wheel,

“I’ll be back in a second, I’m gonna go and get my phone.” you say before moving swiftly out of the car.

You make it back up to your apartment, rushing to your bedroom to grab your handbag and phone before scurrying back out to Joshua’s car. Of course, you fail to notice the previously full glass of water you left on the counter is now empty, and your purse is home to a small, bitter note.

[vergilboyfriend]

You should do all of them questions and 90 is true

I love you!!!!

1. Favorite instrument?

I work at a music store u can’t just ask me this. When my coworkers play it’s the saxophone or the flute, when the boys in the repair shop are testing repairs and they harmonize with each other or try to outplay one another it’s the bassoon or the trombone or whatever they’re fixing at the moment. When I hear 🎺 give his lesson on Wednesday afternoons it’s the trumpet, and when I think about middle school it’s the clarinet, the flute, the French horn. When I hear the nutcracker pas des deux is the oboe and when I hear edith piaf l’accordeoniste it’s the remarkable human voice. Really my favorite instrument is all of them, it just depends.

2. Favorite fic trope? Mutual pining 🥺

3. Sport you played for the longest amount of time? LMAO I wasn’t a sporty kid but I did ballet

4. Shoe size? 10-11

5. Most recent (good) dream? Uhh I had a dream last night about my coworker 🎹 it wasn’t bad though I can’t really remember what it was about

6. Last person in your DMs? smugg

7. Can you do a handstand? Nooo nooo lmaoo nooooo

8. Unpopular food opinion I don’t like oranges or red meat

9. Conspiracy you believe in? There’s some kind of weird weather dome in my hometown around the military base that makes most storms pass around us

10. Is your hair its natural color/style? Most of it is I dyed the bottom layer of my hair tho so it’s blonde rn

11. state a useless fact all that’s coming to mind is outright lies rn hold on. The inventor of pringles is buried in a pringles can that’s so fucking nasty omg

12. most interesting gossip you’ve heard? Idk I don’t really care for gossip uhhhh have u heard tho rin dippindogs is a huge gay hah she uhh she like men AND women lmao gaaay gaaaay

13. Middle name? Carolyn

14. Sexuality? Bisexual

15. Amount of sleep you got last night? Idk actually I think like 9-10 hrs tho I slept in until 11

16. Opinion on ice cream cake? Tasty!!!

17. Opinion on (cup)cake frosting? It’s depends buttercream is usually too sweet for me in large amounts so I prefer whipped cream frosting

18. Last board game you played? Idk??? We played hunt a killer tho last Thursday me n my family I guess that counts kinda

19. Project you want to start? I need ideas first baby

20. Project you’re working on right now? HAHAHAHAHAHA

21. TV show you’re watching? nothing rn I just rewatch bojack a lot if I watch anything

22. Last movie you watched? Lego batman I think

23. Ever left anon hate? Not legit hate

24. Ever left anon love? Yes all the time. Sometimes to strangers it’s my favorite thing to do

25. Best Disney movie? The princess and the frog

26. Best Pixar movie? Soul or Up I can’t decide

27. Best Star Wars? Um. Empire strikes back

28. Last thing you consumed? Fuit gumy

29. NoTP? Idk I don’t really hate ships unless they’re gross like pedophilic gross

30. story behind your (nick)name? When I was a fetus my great grandfather had a dream that my name should be Carolyn Marie but my parents were huge dweebs so they named me Marina after the actress of Deanna Troi in Star Trek. Idk about my nickname ive just always been Rina/Rin as long as I can remember

31. ice cream order? Lately it’s lemon sorbetto I know it’s SO high in sugar but I love it

32. describe your blog in <5 words I love you

33. how many blogs do you follow? 436

34. Describe your voice it depends usually I sound like a sick child but my customer service voice is really pleasant

35. Describe your smile it’s cute :)

36. What is the place you live known for? LMAOOO LMAO we have a military base nearby and like. I could go on abt that one but also like. There’s a lot of gang violence and a lot of the other consequences of poverty. People from the cities around us see us as “””ghetto””” or violent but it’s just. It’s more than that it’s always more than that. And idk what else there’s nothing really particularly special about this town except that we’re all here and not anywhere else

37. What is the place you’re originally from known for? (if they’re different)

38. pronouns? she/any idc

39. Languages you speak? English

40. first friend you made through tumblr? Idk. I probably don’t talk to them anymore :(

41. Person on tumblr you know in real life? my brother

42. First dog breed you think of shih tzu I have 2 next to me rn

43. room wall color? Purble!!!! The paint color is called grape juice that’s why I picked it!!!

44. Song that’s stuck in your head right now? It’s tricky to rock a rhyme to rock a rhyme that’s right on time it’s trickyyyyy

45. Favorite number? 5, 34

46. Color you associate with your name? Red

47. Favorite jolly rancher flavor?watermelon

48. Pets? 2 dogs rocket and groot and 4 cats loki danni who r from the same litter and we raised from kittens, miss kitty who we adopted from a shelter after my boy blue moon passed away and ben (his real name is Kylo Ren thanks to my mom but I refuse to call him that) he is my little baby and he has 7 toes on his front paws

49. Collections? Hot wheels

50. Character outside of your fandom you’d marry? Girl what lmaooo idk

51. Character outside of your fandom you’d kill? That’s mean :(

52. Have you met any celebrities? NO thank god id have to kill on sight

53. Favorite time period in history? Itslian Renaissance & Romantic Era

54. What time is it right now? 2:35 am oops

55. History or future? Future but like . A good one. Or prehistory

56. Space or ocean? Space

57. Fears? Abandonment

58. Command + v and post. It’s this list of questions u don’t want that

59. Favorite season? Spring

60. Describe your aesthetic. Messy just a mess, neon and old buildings and things, antiques, countryside if there weren’t so many trump pence flags still lmaoo give uppp give up, nature just al of nature and space and places humans can’t touch and places they used to touch but can’t anymore

61. MBTI? Infp but I haven’t taken it in a few years

62. What’s your relationship with your family like? Normal.

63. “Biggest fan” in your tumblr activity? I’m in mobile hold on acc to tumblr it’s akky

64. Favorite musical? Sweeney todd

65. Comfort book? Idk how to read 💔💔💔 wuthering heights tho

66. Comfort movie? Whisper of the heart

67. OTP? Girl idk

68. BroTP? Joey and Tristan yugioh

69. AUs or canon compliant? Canon ig idk

70. Opinion on the person who’s sending the ask? It’s an anon!! But I love them

71. FMK + 3 characters anon didnt leave any characters and I was going to say something very bad but I won’t

72. Dream date? I’ve wanted to do this for a while but ideally it would be after we’d been together a while maybe even engaged or whatever, I wanna go to like a Home Depot or a furniture store and pretend to be married and looking for house paints and furniture and plan what our home is going to look like I wanna do that so bad. But idk for a first/early relationship date i really want to go to the zilker botanical garden it’s one of my favorite places, we could also go to the natural gardener which is a plant nursery in Austin I really love it there too and it’s not that far from zilker.

73. Relationship status? Single

74. Ever dyed your hair? Do you plan to? Yes and perhaps. Maybe

75. Dream job/career? Idk anymore I used to have big girl goals and I haven’t had any in a while. But when I was younger I wanted to be a game warden

76. Favorite band/singer? Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

77. Something that makes you soft/that you find adorable? My cats

78. The first thing you would do if you won the lottery? Buy a house

79. Are you superstitious? Yes

80. Character you project onto? Shizuku tsukishima

81. Fictional character you’ve had a crush on? Vergil devil may cry. Forever husband

82. Celebrity crush? LMAO

83. Person on here you’d date? my mutuals

84. Person on here you’d marry? 🥺 my mutuals

85. Person on here you’d throw into the void? Smugg

86. Other social media you have? I’ve got a photography insta that I barely use and a Twitter that’s just nintendo switch screenies that’s it

87. Finish the sentence: Due to personal reasons, ___________i will be passing away

88. Bad habit? I find it rlly hard to say no or like to say when and why I’m upset I don’t feel like for the latter I don’t feel like I should bring something that’s upsetting me up because I know I’ll get over it on my own and I don’t really trust myself to be upset about rational things. Idk I’m working on it

89. Three things you like about yourself? I’m hot, I’m kind, I’m resilient

90. Ily and you deserve the world I love you!!!!! YOU deserve it too!!!