#luna my precious daughter...

[rozetheeuwu]

May I request my girl Luna if that's okay?🥺

I can't think of a clever caption for this, but I was listening to Mr. Sandman while listening to this for that extra aesthetic feeling.

[gilbertscurls]

Tutu Day ➵ Matt Sturniolo

summary: matt dresses up in a tutu just because your daughter asks him

inspired by

The living room was a whirlwind of color and laughter as your Matt’s three-year-old daughter, Luna, bounced around in her favorite pink tutu. The sparkle in her eyes was contagious, and her excitement filled the room with a joyous energy. She had been adamant all week about having a special “tutu day,” and today was finally the day.

You watched from the couch, your heart swelling with love and amusement. You had anticipated the moment when Luna would ask Matt to join in on the fun. You were prepared for the laughter and the chaos that was sure to follow.

Luna tugged on Matt’s hand, her little face set with determination. “Daddy, you wear a tutu too!”

Matt, who had been trying to balance a stack of blocks while simultaneously monitoring Luna’s playtime, looked down at her in surprise. “A tutu?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, Daddy! You wear a tutu! It will be so fun!” Luna insisted, her eyes wide with hope.

Matt glanced at you, while you were trying your best to stifle your giggles. You gave him an encouraging nod, your eyes twinkling with mischief. “Alright, Luna. I’ll wear the tutu.”

Luna’s face lit up, and she clapped her hands in delight. “Yay!”

You quickly retrieved a sparkly, pink tutu from the closet. Matt took a deep breath, preparing himself for the spectacle. He stepped into the tutu, pulling it up around his waist with a mixture of amusement and embarrassment. The fluffy pink fabric settled around him, and he looked at you, seeing you were now fully laughing.

Matt adjusted the tutu, trying to make himself look somewhat comfortable. “How do I look?”

Luna’s eyes widened in pure joy as she ran up to him. “You look amazing, Daddy!” She spun around in her own tutu, mimicking ballet moves with adorable clumsiness. “Let’s dance!”

Matt grinned, his nerves melting away as he saw the sheer happiness on Luna’s face. He took her small hands in his, and they started twirling around the living room. Despite the awkwardness of the tutu, Matt found himself laughing and enjoying the moment. Luna’s laughter was infectious, and he couldn’t help but get caught up in the fun.

You watched from the sidelines, capturing the heartwarming scene on your phone. You knew that moments like these were fleeting but precious. Seeing Matt so willingly participate in Luna’s fantasy made your love for him even stronger.

“Look at you, Daddy! You’re the best!” Luna cheered, her enthusiasm unwavering.

Matt chuckled, giving Luna a gentle lift and spinning her around. “Anything for you, sweetheart. Just remember, this tutu is not becoming a regular part of my wardrobe.”

Luna giggled, giving him a quick hug. “I love you, Daddy.”

Matt’s heart melted as he hugged her back, the tutu’s fluffiness adding a playful touch to the embrace. “I love you too, Luna. And I’m glad we had this tutu day.”

As they danced and played, you joined in, your laughter mingling with theirs. The room was filled with love and happiness, a perfect snapshot of family joy. Matt might have felt silly in the tutu, but in Luna’s eyes, he was the hero of the day.

When the laughter finally settled and the tutu day came to a close, you and Matt cuddled on the couch with Luna nestled between you. Despite the initial awkwardness, Matt knew that the day would be one of those cherished memories you would look back on fondly.

You looked at him with a loving smile. “You were amazing today. Thank you for making Luna’s day special.”

Matt smiled, resting his head against yours. “It was worth it. Seeing her that happy… It’s all that matters.”

tag list: @stuwniolo, @sturnobsessedwh0re, @matts-myloverboy, @imjusthereforthesturniolosmut, @lizzymacdonald06, @asherrisrandom

[injangcore]

𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮

tags: jaeminxreaderxhaechan, poly relationship, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff, suggestive content, non explicit smut(?), food.

do not plagiarise, translate or repost.

Jaemin and Donghyuck, are two vastly different people, yet they exist in harmony - with each other, with you, and with the way they love you. And there's so so much love.

So much love, in the way Hyuck wakes up early to wash the dishes from last night as he lets you and Jaemin sleep in - soft snores till the morning sun bleeds into your shared bedroom - knowing Jaemin doesn't like coming to a cluttered kitchen.

Love in the way, Jaemin wakes up next and slowly leaves your embrace - as much as his mind screams at him to stay, stay and admire the way you look heavenly under the soft light, the way your hair frames your face so delicately, the way you smell like him and Hyuck- the way you smell like home that makes him want to bury himself in your neck and stay till his heart’s content - but alas, he has duties. Duties that revolve around you, and by extension Hyuck as well.

(rest under the cut)

Love in the way, Hyuck wears his mask as Luna crawls out after Jaemin, meowing in hunger at him as he reaches down to pet her soft fur, his heartaches that he can’t kiss her in the way you and Jaemin can as his allergies deprive him of the luxury - but he takes what he gets as he fills up her bowl and pets her as she eats.

Love in the way, Jaemin pours two cups of freshly brewed coffee, no words exchanged in the morning cold between your two boyfriends as they prepare for the surprise they have planned for their sweet special girl. Jaemin slowly potters around the kitchen, hoping not to wake his precious girl up, grabbing ingredients for your favorite breakfast meal, as Hyuck zips himself up in the jacket that you got him as he leaves the house to bring you a little extra something to start your special day off. 

Love in the way, you wake up to your cat on you as she meows for attention, Hyuck coming in frantic - “Don’t wake her up Luna-” and stops as he sees you slowly blinking off sleep, “Oh no, go back to bed, love” Hyuck whispers as he picks of Luna- her whining at him as he cuddles her close to his chest. “I’m up, I can’t go back to sleep now.” You mumble, rubbing your eyes as you sit up against the headboard, still drowsy. “Are you sure? You still have time love, you can still get a couple of minutes in.” Hyuck asks concerned, and lets out an achoo as Luna takes the chance to pounce from his arms onto your lap.

“Hyuck what- oh hi there sweetheart.” Jaemin greets you with a smile as he walks in an apron with the words ‘KISS THE CHEF’ on it, he leans down to kiss the top of your head and moves down to plant an affectionate kiss on your lips- making you beam with love- as his tender eyes gently take your form in, “Happy birthday, my favorite girl.”

“Kinda unfair that I was here first and yet I wasn’t the first person to wish you,” Hyuck whines and then playfully glares at Luna, “All because of that furball.” “Hey be nice, she's your daughter too!” You scold him gently, kissing the sweet kitty on her head, before turning to Jaemin, “Thank you, Nana.” 

“Always pretty girl, stay here while I get you your breakfast sweetheart.” He speaks softly, voice dripping in honey as he leaves the room, Luna following hot on his tail. “I swear she likes him more than me.” You huff as Hyuck slides in next to you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you against him, “You’re still my favorite though, darling.” He whispers in your ear, his lips getting to work as he leaves feathery kisses along your shoulder, making you whine at him for getting you worked up so early in the morning, he chuckles at your whine before his index and thumb finger slowly hooks at your chin and turns your face to him, “Happy Birthday, baby.” He says as he leans down to catch your lips in a tender kiss, you whine into his lips as his other hand starts going under your t-shirt (his t-shirt) and you knew this was going to get R-rated really quick if it wasn’t for Jaemin coughing as he enters the bedroom with the tray and the bouquet that Hyuck had run out to get early in the morning - making you separate from Hyuck’s lips- which made him whine. “Such a party pooper, Jaem.” The tan male huffs as Jaemin carefully places the tray in your lap, the smell and visual of the appetizing food making your stomach growl and your mouth wet.

“Dare I remind you that our girl hasn’t eaten yet, Hyuck, we have that saved for the night.” Jaemin chuckles, his heart full as you thank him for the meal and dig in, moaning at the amazing taste. “That good huh?” And his smile grows wider as you nod.

“Wow if that got you moaning like that, imagine what we can do-”

“LEE DONGHYUCK!”

Jaemin and Hyuck had plans, and plans were they. A nice museum date followed by a fancy lunch in the restaurant that you've been raving about to the boys for weeks. Next they took you out to the carnival, got you cotton candy, and won you a bunch of plushies that joined your growing collection and kissed you on top of the Ferris wheel with the fireworks going off in the beautiful dark night sky.

And Hyuck kept true to his words, and so did Jaemin as they had you spread between them, keeping you drunk and high on their kisses, hot tongues mapping your body like a canvas, moans, and groans fill the room as they make your thighs shake and your eyes roll to the back of your head with a roll of their hips and their pillowy lips on your body. And when you succumb to sleep, your beloveds caging you between them as their breathing evens out, you fall asleep with your heart full and your thoughts void of any concerns as their words of love echo in your head, lulling you to sleep.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Unexpected 51

Warnings: non/dubcon, pregnancy, pegging, Lloyd being the worst, post partum, csection, suicidial ideation, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

Trapped in another holding pattern. That's all that life seems to be. Phases. Dull and prolonged. Waiting but for what?

Your days aren't much different than before Lloyd's return. He may as well have stayed gone. For you, he's not there. He's nothing. He doesn't deserve to be anything to you.

Your routine once more stagnates; sleep and feedings and some crying. Between it all, you see Harlan or Dottie, sometimes both. Your mother-in-law has grown quiet, even evasive, since her son came back. You know why but you won't argue with her or her precious Marion.

You get your walks in, looking forward to the escape from the suffocating walls. Andy passes you often, waving or saying hi. He doesn't try to talk again, not with your father around. They barely acknowledge each other. You ignore his texts. You're still trying to figure it all out.

When you're at home, Harlan holds Luna as you catch up on your reality TV. You whisper back and forth about your most hated personalities. It can never be what it once was, or what you wished it could be, but it's manageable.

That day, Harlan and Dottie go into town to do some shopping. You haven't seen Lloyd but you don't mourn his absence. Not like before.

You have Luna downstairs in her rolling bassinet. She's fully fed and sleepy. You might do some cooking. You're finally feeling up to it.

You shiver and watch your daughter dozing peacefully. Why is it so cold in here? You hug yourself and notice the draft freezing in from the kitchen. You find one of the french doors slightly open and push it shut. You can guess who did it. You should lock him out but you'd rather not provoke a confrontation.

You go back to the front room. Something feels off. You don't know. Maybe it's just the empty house. You check the thermostat then the bassinet. Luna is tucked against the side. She must feel it too.

You make sure the wheels are locked before you flit out to grab a quilt from the nursery. You pant as you get to the top of the stairs. Whew, you still got work to do before you're anywhere close to back to normal.

You snatch the sewn pink blanket and come back down, catching your breath as you sweep through the doorway.

“Lulu,” you say quietly, “gonna swaddle you up–”

You notice the angle of the bassinet. It's not how you left it, almost parallel to the sofa instead. You rush over and nearly scream as the bottom stares back at you empty.

You drop the quilt and spin, searching for any sign of the culprit. You storm back into the foyer and stomp a foot.

“Lloyd!” You bellow, not caring if you wake the babe, “where the fuck are you? Give me my baby!”

Nothing. Just the echo of your anger. You snarl and holler again. Louder.

“LLOYD! I'M NOT FUCKING AROUND!”

You stride forward and go down the hall. Not in the kitchen. Nope, not in the dining room either. You go through the first floor, yelling, then ascend the stairs again. There's no way he could've snuck her up there.

“You motherfucker. Lloyd!” You stop at the top, “it's not fucking funny.”

“Jesus Christ!” You hear a door swing open, then another as he comes out of his bedroom, “what is it now? Wanna call me more names? Push me around?”

He has a towel clutched around his waist as his feet slap on the floor. He glistens, his hair slick and dripping the noise of the shower still buzzing. You gulp and your heart drops.

“Lloyd, give her back.”

“What?”

“Don't. Give me Luna.”

“Luna–” he grimaces, “what the fuck? You serious? You won't let me see her and now– wait, where is she?”

You stand silent in horror. He's a loar to the bone but dammit, he's convincing.

“You took her. I know… I went to get her a blanket and you…”

“I've been in the shower for twenty minutes, sweetheart,” he sneers, “I… she's… gone?”

You croak. It's all you can do. You spin and hurtle back downstairs. You near the bassinet again and squeal. Gripping the sides as panic floods your chest.

“She's gone! Lloyd! My baby! Where is she?!”

You hear him come downstairs and his footsteps rush across the floor, searching everywhere you did. He appears from the kitchen, barely hanging onto his towel. You look at him as he stares at you palely.

“The back door was unlocked.”

“I know, I thought you were out there–”

“Peaches,” he utters as his eyes dilate, “call the police.”

🍑

You're still sobbing as the red and blue flash on the other side of the window. You told the story a dozen times over. It's 2am and you haven't seen Luna in thirteen hours. You feel her absence heavy in your chest.

Your baby. You failed her. She's gone and it's all your fault.

Why didn't you just take her upstairs? Why did you want to cook? Why weren't you watching her? Why didn't you lock the goddamn door?

“Honey,” Harlan clinks down a mug and his weight dips beside you on the couch, “they'll find her. She can't have gone far.”

“No, no, no,” you bawl, head throbbing, “someone took her. Someone– it's all my fault–”

“Shhh, shhh, it's alright. It'll be alright. She got everyone lookin’, they'll find her.”

“I fucked up!” You fold over your lap, “I was selfish--c-c-carlessssss.”

He hushes you again and rubs your back. You can hear the police milling around outside, a few inside still investigating every nook and cranny.

“Ma'am,” an officer approaches, “we're doing what we can but these things can take a while. You know, we got a few volunteers from the neighborhood too and some statements–”

“I don't care! I want my daughter back,” you snap.

“Sorry, officer, she's just…scared,” Harlan slings his arm over your shoulders.

“Understood,” the officer says, “we're doing all we can.”

You sniffle and bury your face in your palms. This can't be real. It is and it's all on you. You wished so many times that Luna would just go away, you didn't want her, you remember that, and now that wish came true. You are a monster.

“Breathe,” Harlan coos as your breath turns shallow and suffocating, “honey, please, you needa–”

“Let me look!” You sit up, so dizzy you nearly keel over, “I wanna look for her.”

“Dear, you already did. You needa rest.”

“No, no!” You shove him away and stand, slippers slapping as you stomp around the couch, “she's my baby, I can find her! I know I will.”

“You won't help. Lloyd's already out there–” Harlan calls after you as he follows.

You hurry through the entryway and burst out the front door. You hear your father swearing as he scrambles for his shoes. The snow crunches under your thin soles as you jog past the cruisers and the uniformed figures.

You turn down the street without a thought. The streetlights flash over you, yellow, then darkness, yellow, dark…. You don't know where you're going. Maybe you want to disappear too.

You hear Harlan calling your name but he's getting further away, not closer. You slow down and cough, lungs burning. You lean on a fence post and bend to collect yourself.

“What are you doing out here?” A drawl brings you straight up.

You squint. You think it's Lloyd at first, you haven't seen him since the police got there. Andy steps into the soft hue of the lightpole.

“I… what are you doing?” You throw the question back at Andy.

“I'm a volunteer firefighter. Heard there was a missing baby so I've been helping. I'm sorry to hear about Luna. I don't know who would do this.”

You shake your head and snivel, “I don't know.”

“I know what it's like to lose a child but… I think… she's out there. It'll be okay. You'll see her again, I know it.”

“I hope,” your voice cracks and wipes your eyes as your grief spills anew, “I should go back.”

He says nothing. You back away and turn, dragging your feet down the pavement. You see the sirens lit up and the distant beans of flashlights. Suddenly, you're caught around the neck, a hand smothering your mouth.

“Do you wanna see her?” Andy whispers as you kick out, “Luna needs her mommy…” he wrestles you out of the cone of light and behind the fence, “so do I.”

You thrash, clawing at his sleeve. Your slippers fly off in your struggle as he squeezes tighter. No, it can't be him.

You were wrong. Again.

[pinestripe37]

Hey this is @awfullybigwardrobe44 ! I keep seeing you mention your chickens but have you posted pics anywhere? I think we need to be introduced to them. 😁

This ask made me smile! 😊

I would love to introduce my babies!

I have so many of them so I'll start with the three little girls I got for my birthday two years ago, those are the ones I've mentioned the most and I have so many pictures. They are precious and we have such a close bond- they could cuddle on my lap all day.

Here's the sweet oldest sister Lusa:

She's one of my calmest and most polite chickens, and she's a silkie serama so she's really soft. Also my tiniest chicken.

Here she is with her adopted daughter Luna who's now twice her size and yet still cared for by mom.. 🥺 Lusa is a very caring mother and I'm grateful she was blessed with a baby to love.

Millie!

She has so much personality and loves attention and I bring her to breakfast almost every day! :)

And Fifi

This little bird has such an adorable personality 🥺 She's just a timid and slightly crazy little thing <3 She had babies too- twice actually and was a really sweet mom!

And then she adopted... rubber frogs? XD

And here are the three sisters... <3

I thank God for these babies. They are precious and such blessings. <333

[enid-rhees]

Meet the Grandparents || Enid Rhee x Fem!Reader

summary: your parents, Rick and Michonne, were out on a run when you and Enid adopted Luna. now they’re home.

genre: fluff! pure fucking fluff :)

warnings: none!

a/n: aaaa this is the 2nd story of my new series, The Lunaverse !! these will include stories of reader & Enid raising their adopted daughter Luna. hope you enjoy the adventure of Luna growing up!

it had been a day since you and Enid adopted Luna. the first night was rough. it was filled with lots of crying, rocking and singing. it was an understatement to say that you and Enid were tired. it was a very long, and sleepless night, but this was also something you were both familiar with. you were with Judith since the day she was born, same with Enid and Herschel Jr.

the first part of the morning was also rough, but Luna had settled down eventually. you and Enid couldn’t stop holding her, cooing at every little thing she did. Luna already had a habit; grabbing your one finger with her entire hand, and she could barely hold it. it was the cutest thing, your heart melted every time.

your heart was also bursting with anticipation, though. just hours before Aaron came home with Luna, your parents - Rick and Michonne - left to go on a much farther run, and would be back today. you didn’t have any form of contact with them while they were gone, so they don’t know about Luna. they didn’t know they had a grandchild - that they were grandparents. they should be home soon, and you couldn’t wait to see their reactions.

the bottle of warm milk you held was being devoured by Luna. you couldn’t help but laugh at her. she was just so precious, you couldn’t believe you actually had a daughter. Luna was slowly getting used to you and Enid; after she woke up yesterday and saw both of you for the first time, she cried endlessly. and honestly, you were expecting it, because neither of you were the one who gave birth to her. and whoever did, left her alone to be eaten. but you and Enid always held her close, holding her against your bare chests so she could feel more connected to you.

Enid skipped down the stairs, running over to you and Luna on the couch. she kissed your head before leaning down to kiss Luna’s as well. “how are my two favorite people?” she asked softly. you smiled at her, “lil Luna is absolutely devouring this bottle.” you laughed, but then gently pulled the bottle away from Luna, hushing her when she whined. “i don’t want her getting sick.” you explained to Enid, and she nodded. “that’s okay. we should probably give her her first bath soon and then lay her down for a nap.”

you nodded in agreement, “yeah, and Maggie dropped off some of Judith’s baby clothes.” Enid smiled, “good. i’ll bring some down.” she then reached her hand out, “can i hold her for a bit?” you were quick to place Luna in Enid’s arms. this was a sight you could never get tired of seeing. Enid with Luna. your wife with your daughter, and that’s something you will never get tired of saying.

the sight of them brought the biggest smile to your face. you’ve never felt this happy — not since the day you married Enid — that was still the greatest day of your life. your life really could not get any better than this.

you leaned back into the couch and Enid followed you. she rested her head on your chest while she held Luna close to hers. you wrapped an arm over her shoulder and closed your eyes, sinking into relaxation. Luna had already fallen asleep, and the pretty soon you and Enid would be doing the same if you guys didn’t get up soon. but this all you wanted to do. you didn’t want to do anything else but lay with your family.

just as you were about to doze off, you began to hear the gate start to open. your eyes flew open and you never got off the couch faster. “what is it, love?” Enid asked, looking at you with pure concern. you looked out the window, a smile growing on your lips when you saw Rick and Michonne. you turned back to Enid, “my parents are back.”

Enid mirrored your smile, “how should we tell them?” you thought for a moment. it had to be perfect. “i’ll meet them outside my, talk to them and tell them that… there’s something i wanna show them. you’ll be here with Luna when i walk back in with them.” you explained to her. “perfect. you should go out there before they come to us, though.” Enid laughed as she told you.

“you’re right.” you quickly kissed her head, “i’ll be back.” you walked outside and ran over to Rick and Michonne. Michonne was first to pull you in a hug, “so glad you guys are okay.” you said into her neck. she pulled away and then Rick did the same, pulling you into a hug. “we always are. you know that.” he told you.

“how are you? are you and Enid okay?” Michonne asked, and you couldn’t help but break into a big smile. “we are actually… more than okay.” both Rick and Michonne furrowed their eyebrows. “something happened after you guys left, and we’ve been waiting to show you.” you said anxiously, twisting the diamond ring around your finger. Rick spoke up, “what do you mean ‘something happened’?” he asked.

“come with me.” you told them, and began walking towards yours and Enid’s house, and they followed you. you opened the front door and Enid stood up immediately, holding Luna tightly. when they both walked in, Rick was the first to ask, “Y/N… what is that?” your smile grew wider when Enid gently handed Luna to you. “mom, dad… meet your granddaughter, Luna.”

Michonne looked at you with tears filling her eyes. “granddaughter?” she repeated in a whisper. you looked at Rick, who was in disbelief. “wh- how-“ Michonne couldn’t stop stuttering over her words, you and Enid laughed. “after you guys left, Aaron came back with her, said he found her in a store alone, surrounded by walkers. and ever since we got married, we’ve dreamt of having a baby. so, we took her in as our own.” you explained with a smile.

“can i?” Michonne asked, holding out her hands. you nodded and gently placed Luna in your mother’s arms. Michonne’s tears ran down her face as she smiled down at Luna. while she did that, Rick took you and Enid into a tight hug. “you’re going to be such great parents.” he whispered, and you hugged him tighter. “thank you, dad.” you whispered back.

“she’s beautiful.” Michonne commented, and Rick backed away from the hug to stand with Michonne and admire Luna with her. “she really is.” Rick smiled. “you guys are doing okay with her?” he asked sincerely. you both nodded. “yeah, Maggie has been great help… and both of us also have a lot of experience from Judith and Herschel.” Enid explained to both of them.

Michonne handed Luna to Rick. “my god, she reminds of me Judith with that blonde hair.” Rick smiled down at her, playing with her hand softly. the sight absolutely melting your heart. “she’s beautiful, guys.” Michonne cried, also pulling you and Enid into a hug. “i just can’t believe you’re parents. i’ve raised you, Y/N, since you were barely a teen, and now you have a wife and a family. i’m just… i’m so happy for you guys,” you felt tears prick at your eyes and you clutched onto her shirt.

“we can’t believe it either.” you laughed and wiped away the tears that threatened to fall. Enid laughed along, and when you pulled away from Michonne, Enid then wrapped her arms around your waist and kissed your cheek. Luna began to cry in Rick’s arms and he handed her back to Enid. “i think she needs a nap.” Enid said, slowly rocking her back and forth to sooth her. “i’ll take her up.” she smiled, and kissed your lips softly before walking up the stairs.

Luna’s cries started to fade out the farther Enid walked away, and then it was silent again. you turned back to your parents. “i can’t believe me and Enid are parents.” you told them, and they could only look at you with loving smiles, “we’ve been dreaming of this for so long, thinking it wasn’t ever possible. but then it did happen, and i just… my life can’t get any better than this. i have you guys, Enid as my wife, and now a daughter.”

“both of you are going to be amazing parents. you already are. Luna will be so loved by you guys, and us too.” Michonne told you. Enid started to walk back down the stairs and she immediately wrapped her arms around you again. you smiled at her with nothing but pure love, and Rick and Michonne could see it so clearly. Enid was the love of your life and they’ve known that before you even got together.

“we’re gonna head back home to get cleaned up and rest. we haven’t slept since we left.” Rick announced to you both, Michonne nodding in agreement. “yeah, you guys definitely deserve some rest.” you chuckled. “we love you guys, and Luna. so much. and we’re so unbelievably happy for you both.” Michonne said, and kissed both of your heads. Rick did the same, “we love you guys.” you told them, and then they both left. Enid sighed and you wrapped your arms around her. she laid her head in your neck. “i love you so much.” you whispered out of nowhere.

“i love you too. so much.” she whispered in your neck. “i love you, i love our family.” you kissed her head. “lets get some rest as well while Luna sleeps. we’ll wash her later.” you and Enid quietly entered your bedroom to not wake Luna and crawled underneath your covers. Enid tucked herself into your side, laying her arm over your stomach and her head on your chest.

“it still doesn’t feel real.” Enid whispered, her fingers clutching your shirt. you were both looking at Luna’s crib. “i know.” you whispered back. you looked down at Enid and kissed her head, lingering your lips there a little longer. Enid looked up at you and lifted her head to connect her lips with yours, then she moved completely so she sat on your thighs. you held her waist to keep her balanced.

“can’t i just kiss you instead of sleeping? i miss your lips.” Enid whined. you laughed, “we just kissed, though.” you said between laughter. “i know. but we’ve kissed like, twice in the last twenty-four hours. i just wanna kiss you for a bit before we sleep.” Enid told you and you couldn’t deny your beautiful wife. you tangled your hands into her hair and pulled her back down to your lips. she kissed you back eagerly and placed her hands next to your head.

there was truly no better feeling than Enid’s lips on yours, she always kissed you so softly. you could do this for hours if you could. you felt like it was seven years ago again, where this is all you and Enid would do.

everyone would poke fun at you for it — saying you were in the “honeymoon phase”. you guys didn’t really care though, all you wanted was each other, and you were still the same way to this day — seven years later. both of you were still just as obsessed with each other.

your kiss was interrupted by cries coming from Luna. you laughed quietly when Enid sighed. “rest time is over.” you joked lightly and Enid hit your shoulder. “i got her.” you told Enid and kissed her one more time before she removed herself from your thighs. you stood up and began walking over to your daughters crib.

[honeybummer]

NEW Chapter is up for Bloodstained! Chapter 31 "Urges Return". I'm sorry if it depresses u <3

Come check it out on A03!

Lil Snippet Below:

The library was bathed in the warm glow of late afternoon sunlight, golden streaks filtering through the high arched windows. 

Books lined the shelves, worn with age, but today the space held something more precious than stories. 

Luna's giggles echoed as her tiny hands reached for Karlach, who bounced her on her knee.

"Look at you, little firecracker!" Karlach cooed, her deep laugh matching Luna's high-pitched squeals. 

The tiefling’s broad smile was infectious, her fiery red skin contrasting against the light wood of the library. “I swear, she’s going to grow up to be a fighter. I can feel it in my bones.”

Across from them, Shadowheart sat in a cozy leather armchair, her usual guarded expression softened. She held a small stuffed griffon, playfully dangling it just out of reach as Luna stretched her eager hands toward it, her face lit with excitement.

“She certainly has your energy,” Shadowheart remarked, her voice calm and warm. “But I wouldn’t be so quick to hand her a sword just yet, Karlach. Let’s give her a few more years.”

Lyra sat nearby, curled into the corner of a plush velvet settee, her legs tucked beneath her as she watched them, a soft smile playing on her lips. 

The crackling fireplace across the room created a peaceful atmosphere.

Karlach looked up from Luna, her eyes bright with nostalgia. “Remember the old days? Charging into battle, just trying to stay alive? Now it’s baby giggles instead of battle cries.”

Shadowheart snorted, amusement dancing in her gaze. "It’s definitely a change of pace. But honestly? I wouldn’t trade it for anything."

Lyra’s heart warmed at their words. It was strange to think about how far they had all come. 

She leaned back, resting her head against the arm of the settee, the weight of those days distant, yet still a part of them all.

“Do you ever miss it?” Lyra asked, her voice soft as she traced the rim of her teacup with her finger. “The fighting, I mean.”

Karlach glanced at Lyra, her expression thoughtful as she let Luna play with her hands. “Sometimes I miss the adrenaline. But I like this more—being here with you all, with this little one.” She gently brushed a tuft of Luna’s hair from her face.

Shadowheart nodded. “We had our time in battle, but we’ve earned this.” She gestured to the room. “We’ve earned this peace.”

Lyra smiled softly, watching as Luna’s tiny fingers wrapped around the griffon’s wing that Shadowheart was holding. "I suppose you're right," she said, though there was still a small part of her that worried. 

Karlach leaned back, looking at Luna with admiration. "She's gonna grow up with all these stories, you know. Daughter of the heroes who saved the world. No pressure, huh, kiddo?" She winked at Luna, who babbled happily in response.

Shadowheart smirked, her usual stoic demeanor melting in the presence of the baby. “Let’s hope she grows up with fewer near-death experiences.”

Lyra picked at her nails. Part of her didn’t want Luna to know all the blood that had been shed. 

That Lyra had—

Her breath hitched as she stared down at her hands, her heart racing. Crimson stained her pale skin, thick rivulets of blood trailing down her fingers, pooling in her palms. 

She blinked, panic rising, as the blood began to drip onto the pristine sofa beneath her, each drop a stark reminder of the lives she had taken.

“Are you alright, Lyra?” Shadowheart’s voice, soft but curious, broke through the fog. She leaned back in one of the library’s armchairs, lazily twirling a glass of wine between her fingers, watching.

Lyra blinked, glancing down again. Her hands were clean. No blood. Just smooth, unmarked skin. 

She exhaled shakily. “I’m fine,” she whispered, barely trusting her own voice. 

It was just a hall𝓾cination. 

Nothin𝓰 more. 

The crackling fire filled the silence, its warmth chasing away the last traces of her unease. 

Across the room, Karlach watched over Luna, making sure the baby didn’t knock any books from the shelves. 

The soft laughter from earlier had quieted into a peaceful lull, the evening settling into a comforting rhythm. 

Karlach rose, murmuring something about grabbing another bottle of wine, leaving the room for a moment.

As Luna finally grew tired, her eyes drooping in the warmth of the firelight, Lyra scooped her up, cradling her gently. She laid down onto the sofa with her daughter.  

It was then that Shadowheart’s sharp eyes caught a glimpse of something—the faint purplish marks that peeked out from under Lyra’s collar.

Shadowheart raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk curling at the corners of her lips. “Well, well… what have we here?”

Lyra looked up, her eyes wide in confusion. “What?”

Shadowheart chuckled softly and nodded toward her neck. “Those little marks you’re trying to hide. Astarion’s been busy, hasn’t he?”

Lyra’s cheeks flushed instantly as she reflexively reached up to adjust her collar, but there was no hiding it now. “Oh,” she stammered, trying to come up with something, but Shadowheart’s smirk only deepened.

“Come on,” Shadowheart said with a teasing gleam in her eye. “You can’t leave me in the dark here. How is he?” She leaned forward, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Is he as... intense in bed as he is in everything else?”

Lyra laughed softly, feeling her face burn even hotter. She gently rocked Luna, who was now dozing off in her arms, and shrugged with an embarrassed grin. “He’s... well, yes. Intense is one word for it.”

Shadowheart’s eyebrow arched higher, her expression half-amused, half-intrigued. “I imagine he’s not the gentle type,” she mused, eyes glinting with curiosity. “Especially given his past. I always thought he might be... demanding.”

Lyra’s heart skipped a beat, thinking about the previous night. The way Astarion had taken control, the way he had anticipated her every need, every desire, without a word passing between them. 

“He knows what he’s doing,” she admitted, her voice low, almost shy. “But it’s more than that. It’s like he can sense what I want, even when I don’t say it.”

Before Shadowheart could press further, Karlach burst back into the room, holding two fresh bottles of wine, her broad grin infectious. “Did I hear something juicy?” she teased, practically bouncing as she plopped down beside them. “Come on, I need to hear all the details!” She poured herself a generous glass, eyes gleaming with mischief. “You know, I always had a bit of a crush on him,” she added. “Not my type, of course, but still—those cheekbones? And that swagger? Hard not to notice.”

Lyra blinked in surprise, then laughed, her blush deepening. “You? A crush on Astarion?”

Karlach shrugged, grinning unapologetically. “I mean, who wouldn’t, right? All that dark, brooding charm.” She sighed dramatically, raising her glass in a mock toast. “But you’ve got him now, and I’m dying to know—how is he in bed?”

Shadowheart leaned forward, grinning. “We were just getting to that.”

Lyra rolled her eyes playfully at Karlach's enthusiasm, grateful for the distraction. 

She took a sip of wine to buy herself some time, trying to find the right words to describe her experiences with Astarion without revealing too much. As she contemplated her response, Luna shifted in her arms, nuzzling closer to her mother as she slept soundly.

"He's... attentive," Lyra finally replied, choosing her words carefully. Her voice softened as her thoughts drifted back to the nights they’d spent together. "And passionate. It’s like he loses himself in the moment, completely focused on... pleasing." 

A warmth spread through her, memories stirring of how Astarion had made her feel—cherished, wanted, as if she were the only thing that mattered. The intensity in his eyes when he touched her, the way his hands moved over her skin, left her feeling desired in a way she hadn’t known before.

Shadowheart watched her closely, a sly smile tugging at her lips. “That sounds a little too... tame for the Astarion we know,” she teased.

Karlach huffed, lowering her voice dramatically. "Romantic, huh? You can’t fool us, Lyra. We all heard those nights in the woods all those years ago." She grinned wickedly, waving her hand as if to dismiss the more tender details. "It always sounded like a wild, rough romp—the kind where two beasts collide."

“Do you remember those nights?” Shadowheart asked curiously.

Lyra’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of crimson, the memories of those nights broken and missing pieces, but still flashing vividly in her mind. 

The untamed passion, the raw intensity of it all. 

There were few words, little gentleness. Just a deep, primal connection that left them breathless and tangled in each other beneath the moonlit canopy. 

Lyra hesitated. “Well, there were... moments,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “Moments where things got... wild.”

Karlach burst into laughter, slapping her thigh in triumph. “I knew it!” she crowed, raising her glass in victory. “Two beasts, I told you!”

Lyra shook her head, laughing along with her, though the heat in her cheeks never quite faded. “But,” she added, her voice softening again, “it’s not always like that. There’s something... deeper now. He’s still intense, but it’s different. He’s careful, thoughtful. As if he’s trying to prove that he’s more than just... the talent you imagine.”

Karlach groaned dramatically, her voice full of mock disappointment. “Lucky you. A beast and a romantic.” She refilled her glass. “If you ever need a stand-in for one of those wild nights, you know where to find me.”

The room burst into laughter, the teasing and light-hearted banter blending perfectly with the crackling warmth of the fire, while Luna stirred sleepily in Lyra’s arms.

A few hours later the girls were still resting in the library.

It was getting late, and Astarion was still not home. 

Karlach and Shadowheart were fairly drunk by now, slurring their words and passing stories back and forth. The fire had dimmed, casting flickering shadows along the walls.

Karlach was in the middle of explaining the passion and tenderness of Wyll when Shadowheart let out an exaggerated groan, waving her half-empty glass. “That sounds...incredible,” she slurred, her words dragging. She leaned back in her chair, her eyes half-lidded, staring at nothing in particular. “Wyll... what a sweetie... a real gentleman...”

Lyra raised an eyebrow, glancing over. “Shadowheart, are you okay?”

Shadowheart’s lips quirked into a tipsy grin, her eyes glazed with drink. “I’m fine... just... thinking...” Her voice softened, trailing off as she swirled her glass lazily. “I’ve never had that, you know. Someone like him... someone tender.” She hiccupped lightly.

Lyra, still holding Luna, tilted her head curiously. “Never?”

Shadowheart shook her head slowly, letting out a slow, almost dreamy sigh. “Lae'zel... gods, you know how she is. Fierce, strong, all that good stuff..." She squinted, trying to focus. "But tender? Ha!" She let out a short, humorless laugh, her voice taking on a bitter edge. “Not in the way you're talking about. It was always... raw with her. Intense. It was all about power. Control.” She waved her hand dismissively before taking another gulp of wine. “Not really the... cuddle type.”

Shadowheart had explained their relationship was on-and-off, due to Lae’zel being on the astral plane all the time.

“Do you... miss her?” Lyra asked gently, keeping her voice low so as not to wake Luna.

Shadowheart’s eyes glazed over again, her fingers playing absentmindedly with the rim of her glass. 

“More than I thought I would,” she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. Her gaze drifted to the flickering fire, her expression distant. “I miss her strength. Her... her confidence. She never doubted anything. Always so sure of herself. Of us. I thought I hated that...” She shook her head, blinking a few times as if to clear her thoughts. “But now... gods, I relied on it. On her.”

A long silence followed, filled only by the soft crackling of the fire and Luna’s gentle breathing. Shadowheart stared into the flames, her face softened by both drink and longing.

After a moment, Shadowheart glanced back at Lyra, her gaze unsteady but sincere. “You’re lucky, you know,” she mumbled, her words slightly slurred. “Astarion... he makes you feel... seen. I can tell. And cherished... lucky ,” she repeated, her tone heavy.

Lyra smiled, though there was a bittersweet note to it now. “I am lucky,” she agreed softly. “But you deserve that too, Shadowheart. You’ll find it again.”

After a moment, Shadowheart raised her glass in a half-hearted toast. “To the good old days, then. And to... whatever comes next.”

Lyra smiled and raised her glass, despite having her hands full with Luna, and the two of them shared the quiet, comforting presence of friendship.

But as Lyra shifted, trying to adjust her hold on both Luna and the glass, her grip faltered. 

The glass slipped from her fingers, crashing against the marble floor with a sharp, echoing sound. Red wine splattered across the floor, dark stains spreading like spilled blood against the pristine surface.

Lyra’s grip tightened ever so slightly around Luna as the faint scent of blood began to fill her nostrils, sudden and sharp, like a metallic tinge in the air. 

She blinked hard, trying to shake off the sensation, but behind her eyes, she saw a flash of red—dark, violent. Her stomach twisted, and for a moment, she couldn’t breathe.

No𝔱 again.

Shadowheart was still talking, her voice a babbling hum in the background, but Lyra could barely focus. 

Her heart pounded against her ribs, each beat sounding louder, more insistent, as if something was trying to claw its way out of her chest. She swallowed hard, willing herself to stay calm, to keep the darkness at bay. 

Not here. 

Not no⍵.

The scent of blood grew stronger, almost overwhelming now, and Lyra’s vision blurred. For a moment, she thought she saw movement out of the corner of her eye—something dark and shifting, lurking just beyond the edges of the firelight. Her pulse raced, panic creeping up her spine.

It's not real. It's not real. It’s not 𝑟𝓮⍺𝒍 .

She repeated the words in her mind, trying to anchor herself. But Bhaal’s presence—faint, but unmistakable—lingered in the recesses of her consciousness, like a shadow she couldn’t fully escape. 

Lyra blinked rapidly, her breath coming in shallow gasps. 

She needed to stay grounded, needed to focus on something real, something tangible. Her fingers brushed through Luna’s soft curls, clinging to the feel of her daughter’s warmth, her innocence. 

She couldn't let herself slip, not when she had so much to protect.

“Lyra? You okay?” Karlach’s voice cut through her spiraling thoughts.

Lyra stiffened, forcing another smile, but it felt weak, hollow. “I’m fine,” she said quickly, her voice too light, too hurried. “Just... tired, I think.”

The room felt too small, too warm. 

She could still smell the blood, feel the cold fingers of Bhaal’s influence tugging at the edges of her mind. It was as if the room around her was fading, blurring into that red haze again, and she fought to stay present.

Luna stirred in her arms, her tiny face peaceful and unaware of the storm brewing inside her mother. Lyra kissed the top of her head, breathing in the sweet, calming scent of her child. 

Hold on for her. You have to hold on.

But beneath the surface, the darkness was there, waiting for a moment of weakness.

Just one slip.

廾𝓮𝒍𝒍𝚘, 𝓛𝔂𝑟⍺

No , it’s just my imagination. I control him. 

He can’t hurt me. 

The scent of blood surged through Lyra’s senses, overpowering everything. 

Her vision blurred, and a wave of darkness crept up from the depths of her mind, dragging her under. 

I control him. I control him. I control him . 

But—

𝛪 𝒄𝚘𝓷𝔱𝑟𝚘𝒍 𝓾𝐬. 

Her heart raced, her body no longer hers to control.

Without thinking—without hesitation—her hand shot out, fingers trembling as they found the hilt of the dagger strapped to Karlach’s thigh. 

The cool metal slid into her palm, heavy and sharp, as if it had been waiting for her all along.

No—

The thought flitted away, drowned beneath the pounding in her skull and the insistent pull of Bhaal’s influence. Her fingers closed around the hilt with a terrifying certainty, the dark craving consuming her.

She needed blood. 

To kill. 

To make someone suffer .

In a heartbeat, she raised the dagger, the blade glimmering in the dim light. 

It reflected the image of the small, delicate baby cradled in her arms, her heart plummeting as the world fell into a chilling silence.

A scream echoed in her mind, yet no sound escaped her lips.

“Lyra, no!” Karlach’s voice cut through the haze, sharp and filled with panic.

Shadowheart, slightly disoriented from the wine, struggled to grasp the unfolding danger, her reactions dulled by the haze of intoxication.

Before Lyra could blink, Karlach lunged at her, their bodies colliding in a blur of movement.

The blade hovered just above Luna, trembling in her grasp—

Blood spilled.

[werewolfarthurmorganenjoyer]

I've been getting this idea about writing a Javier x f!OC fanfic where the reader is Chinese...well mostly because I'm Chinese and I'm emotionally attached to the Chinese folks speaking Cantonese in Saint Denis. But Ming Yuet isn't gonna be a self-insert, at least not for me. She was born in my mind 6 hours ago but she's already my precious daughter.

Also I'd like to write about how people in southern China were basically sold to be labourers across the Pacific and some family quite literally sell their daughters along with a ship full of male workers, knowing full well that their daughter will almost certainly become a sex worker after arriving in the states. I feel like while it's not a rare topic in Chinese media, there's almost never any media that focuses on these people.

Anyway about Ming Yuet:

- Her old name was Luk Mui which literally means "the sixth sister" because rural Chinese parents in those times were just lazy like that especially with girl names

- Her earliest memory was her oldest sister (about 10-11 years old then) being given away/sold to a family who just had a baby boy. The sister would be expected to raise the infant to adulthood and then marry the boy. (Yes it is messed up but it was sadly a common practice in Old China.)

- When she was 12 her father died and her mom's family sold her to a ship for the US and she became a child prostitute in San Francisco

- It is then that she's given the name Ming Yuet which means "Bright Moon", because it's a prettier and fancier name.

- she's 22 in 1899. In about 1895 the owner of her brothel suddenly converted to Christianity and Ming Yuet was granted freedom. (Based on a real thing that happened in a real Chinese brothel.) But she had no skills so she ended up becoming a mistress for a Chinese businessesman and it's then that she's brought to Saint Denis.

- And then she got dumped and she returned to sex work for a living again.

- She's completely illiterate and speaks limited English so there's a notable language barrier between her and Javier.

- I can imagine Javier kind of struggling to say her name right and she's like "just call me moon it's okay" and he goes "can I call you mi luna"

Anyway, this fic isn't even in progress, not in the slightest. I do not trust in my knowledge of the history of Chinese workers in the US and I would need to do more research. And I believe my understanding of Mexican culture and Javier as a character is not sufficient for me to write him well. But I am quite determined to write this fic.

If all goes well maybe I can write a novel in Chinese based on this idea and try to get a deal with a local publisher— I doubt there is any other story about romance between a Mexican revolutionary and outlaw and a Chinese sex worker, though I can't see there being a target audience for this lol

[bl0ssomized]

hello Tumblr it's been a while. life is busy but lately I've been thinking about my marauders next gen au again and I want to start talking about it again BUT it's currently 2 am. and I probably should go sleep. but let me share a little something before I go

I've mentioned before that in this au Harry is the son of James and Regulus right. I've also mentioned Lily and Mary's daughter once, Rosie. I've been thinking about who to pair Harry with for a long time. considered keeping Ginny but writing it better if not for the fact I really want to see her with Luna. in the end Rosie seemed like the best option and I just can't stop thinking about them being childhood best friends and slowly falling in love as they grow older.... childhood friends to lovers ohhhhhhh

but it also got me thinking of Lily and James. About a potential conversation they could have about them.

L : isn't it funny to see them pining for each other, knowing you used to be so obsessed with me?

J : it is, isn't it? maybe it's a sign that our families were meant to find each other at some point after all.

L : could've been us if we weren't so hopelessly queer

J : maybe. maybe in another universe, who knows.

and as much as I like to think about Regulus and James finding each other in every universe. this. THIS. I'm so ill.

bonus this also includes the possibility of a timeline where jegulily is a thing nudge nudge

ANYWAY!! Harry and Rosie Rosie and Harry they are so precious to me

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Mlp rp in "Birthday Suitor"

Long ago in the land Of Equestria There was a Kingdom called "Sakutopia", Home of the beautiful Cherry blossom Forest Right next To the Mighty Mountains. It was 8 days Before the princess Saphira's Birthday and her Suitor Did something very Insultive and embarassment to the Kingdom By using an Orgy Spells which cause of well…Havoc of Mating mess..When Saphira was Checking the plans to celebration of her birth..She saw a white Semen splattering on the windshield and saw Her Fellow Pony on the mating frenzys as she gasp. "Oh my Celestia! What's Going on here!? How Did this happen!?" Saphira Cried and Her father, The Emperor of all kingdom was Flabbergasted and Use his powerful Spell to stop this frenzy as every pony stopped and looked at it and said," What is the meaning of this!? I sense that somebody cast that Vulgary spells! Who was responsible for this!?" The Emperor questions with rageful tone as the guards Brought the Culprit, it was non other than saphira's suitors who is from the other side of equestria name "raven quill" Who is held responsible for this spell…He didn't want to marry such a naive princess..her father questions about this nonsense…so Raven quill confess that he doesn't want that plain princess Which that angers the emperor..He kicked him out of the Kingdom and told him to never set foot of his kingdom again…That Night, Her father was upset and fustrated…He Said" What Shall we do? My daughters birthday is coming in with next 8 days. I think it's time to have a Serious meeting with two princess of equestria, It's a desparate time and desparate measures…" He began to message princess celestia and luna about the Suitor Problems,,,The next day, the meetings came in..The emperor asked celestia and luna to help to find a Suitor who would Love his Precious daughter…So celestia and luna has some thoughts…But then Celestia has the idea, She told the emperor the plan. She and her sister will disguised themselves as an old Begger mares Holding out free Roses but not just any roses It was an enchanted Roses and if He Who accepted can reveal the princess face and gathered 4 Stallions and Fuse into one..As the Emperor was unsure about it..But he thought of his own daughters happiness and He began to accept their offer, then The sister began to disguised themselves as an old beggar mares and began to called out the offer of free Roses..after they made it to the ponyville..from town to town..2 or 4 of the good stallions saw the roses and their names are (Insert 2 or 4 of your muses name here), When they recieve a beautiful blooming picture of the princess of sakutopia and One of them said…

[skygirlstars]

Ask meme concept: Reverse Unpopular Opinion meme

Ppl send topics and instead of salt or hot takes, you MUST talk abt smth you like about it. Good excuse to gush abt smth you already love, OR think and find smth positive to say. 

Something about Andor?

oooo this one’s easy because I have almost exclusively good things to say about Andor. where do I even start???

the writing is FANTASTIC. it’s a fairly neat, self-contained plot that weaves the separate storylines together so well, manifesting in the last episode where everyone is on Ferrix. speaking of Ferrix, I love how real the location and its community feel because the writers put effort into making all the little connections between characters and establishing traditions and a clear culture. oh and all the parallels to real life events and cultures, particularly the ones Diego Luna has said were inspired by his own experiences.

I love the characters!!! which is definitely also a product of the writing because everyone feels so fleshed out, and it seems like even the random side characters have their own lives and motivations. Cassian is such an interesting protagonist and his development and character arc so far has been so well done. I love how complex his morality is and how we, the viewers, see him realize his responsibility to fight the Empire on behalf of everyone, not just himself. Mon’s storyline is also one of my favorites. I think she’s such an interesting character as well, especially in her relationships with others. messy father-son relationships in Star Wars are great and all, but a messy mother-daughter relationship? holyyy fuck. I’m so unwell about them. Nemik being the revolutionary idealist, Vel and Cinta trying to balance their duty to the Rebellion with their relationship, Syril being the most cringefail loser ever, whatever the hell is going on with Luthen, etc etc it’s all just so interesting. (and not to mention good lord this cast is FINE)

and so so so many other things, I could seriously talk about this show all day. B2EMO is one of my absolute favorite droids now!! he’s so precious. and a canon sapphic relationship?!?!! and don’t even get me started on the MUSIC. Nicholas Britell deserves all the praise omg

so there you go, that’s just a little bit of why I love Andor. I should really make my own posts about it more lol

[mr-walkingrainbow]

What are some monster high ships you have other than Toralei/Clawdeen?

MY ANGELS MY BABIES MY EVERYTHINGS. MY PRECIOUS AGENDER BRITISH ROBOT FEMINIST AND HER BADASS ECO GOTH PLANET ACTIVIST GENDERQUEER GIRLFRIEND. I would die for these too. oh! Also Skelita and Jinafire. And Luna Mothews and Elle Eedee ! and low key I did ship Toralei and Lagoona in Great Scarrier reef.

I also ship Toralei and Cleo in freaky fusion.

And Jane Boolittle is definitely Skelita and Jinafires adopted gay daughter.

also drawings by me. No stealing pleade 😘.

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

Our Destiny Baby | JWY X F!reader (Werewolf AU) (2/?)

Pairing : Jung Wooyoung x F!reader

Genre : Werewolf and Fantasy themes. Mix of fluff and angst.

Summary : What do you think would happen when Mr.Jung, Wooyoung's father decides to be the most optimistic jerk to his son's pretty mate?..

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When Y/n woke up she found it hard to move her legs, when she looked down she found her right leg completely bruised but it was bandaged. She tried to move slowly as she wanted to leave. Wooyoung entered the room only to hear her wincing as she tried to stand up. He soon rushed to her side before she could fall and picked her up. He looked at her amused while she let out a squeak out of nowhere.

"What were you doing?!" Wooyoung asked almost screaming at her ear. "I was trying to walk. But guess I'm too injured." Wooyoung inspected her leg, kinda confused, "It was supposed to be healed by now though". Y/n looked down as she said, "Well it takes me a lot of time to get healed since I'm underdeveloped and the last time I was this injured was when I was five and I couldn't walk for a whole month."

Wooyoung felt guilty for whatever he said and changed the topic. "Hey how about I take you to your house and I have a small talk with your family?"

Y/n just gave him a nod as he took her out of the room. Her eyes trailed off from his lips to his biceps where his veins bulged out. Her eyes found home back at his lips as she felt the deep desire of wanting to kiss her mate. She was broken out of her thoughts when Wooyoung settled her down on the chair as he softly pushed the plate containing nutritious food towards her.She gave him a small smile before thanking him and she dug into her food.

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Taeyong jumped up when he saw a built man, the same height as him carrying his sister inside the house. He swore the guy's face was familiar but that wasn't his worries right now. "Y/n, Where were you?" Taeyong asked with a slight hint of relief in his voice because when the precious princess of the Lee wasn't found in the morning, the whole pack was frightened.

Well, before she could answer, Wooyoung spoke up, "When I was on the run last night to look out for rogues attacking our pack recently, I saw five rogues about to attack her. Well they did almost attack her because her right leg is very much still injured but I was right on time so that more harms weren't caused."

After hearing his explanation, Taeyong thanked him for saving his sister and told him to place her on the couch. Once settled on the couch, Y/n turned to see Taeyong looking at her with a stern expression, "Lee Y/n, you know it is not allowed for you to leave the mansion at night." Y/n gave him a sheepish smile, "Sorry"

Taeyong rolled his eyes at her and hit her on the head. Everyone's attention soon diverted to the door, when the alpha and luna entered looking completely tense until their eyes fell on their daughter. "Y/N!" both of them rushed to her. Both of them hugged their daughter before Mr.Lee noticed Wooyoung, his eyes widened.

And it was a shock as he bowed down to the younger man, "Mr.Jung." Hearing that Taeyong too was shocked but nonetheless stood up to bow down to him. Wooyoung gave a small smile as he gave a nod and started, "Sir, I have some news to share with your daughter."

During all this, Y/n sat there completely confused as to what was happening, until she was pulled out of her trail of thought when Wooyoung looked at her. "I want to announce that Your daughter, Lee Y/n is my mate." Wooyoung said with a firm voice. All three of them widened their eyes and looked at both of them in shock.

"Y-you mean my daughter is going to be the luna queen." Now it was time for Y/n to gasp as she swiftly turned her head to her mate almost cracking her neck bone.

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Presently the two families sat in front of each other in the Jung's packhouse. There was awkward silence in between them until Mr.Jung thought about getting straight to the point. "Well Mr.Lee since they got to know they're mates, and since everyone is eagerly waiting for my son to take the throne. Why don't we arrange their marriage?"

WHAT THE FUCK. Y/n thought as she looked at her father who looked calm as hell, very contradicting what her mate was about to do. "Dad, don't be so fucking ridiculous. We just met yesterday-" "Do not raise your voice at me young man." "I don't fucking care, did you even care to ask me, do you even care to respect her opinion."

Y/n decided to get between the convo as she slowly placed her hand on his. "Wooyoung, I agree to marry you." She mentally slapped herself for taking such a stupid decision which was going to be the fate of her life. But her mind was blank. "Do you not wanna marry me?"

That's when Y/n really felt like punching herself. She just wanted the ground to swallow herself because she couldn't figure out if it was her wolf who was making her talk like this or just her dumb self but for sure she felt like an idiot. "I-I that's not w-what I meant-" "Well it's set then, Mr.Lee when is your daughter gonna move into our house?"

Well now Mr.Jung did get on Wooyoung and your father's nerves. Your father's jaw clenched and you could see your brother's neck vein bulged. Wooyoung, well he couldn't control his anger but before he could lash out at his own father, "Next Week." Your voice stopped him.

You didn't know what inside was making you say this because you were dying to get out of there at that time, regretting ever coming to their house. Mr.Jung gave you a smile which was indeed genuine but your father just wanted to punch him in the face at the moment.

Though there was actually no friendship or beef between the two packs, your father just hated the man in the authority but thanked God when he got to know his son and found out he was nothing like his father. But now he loathed him.

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It had been one whole week since you moved out of your mansion, and started living in the Jung Packhouse. Well you were trying to get comfortable with everyone and you were the most comfortable with San, the beta of the Jung pack, Wooyoung's best friend.

It was safe to say that he was the first one introduced to you by your mate when you stepped foot inside the house.

You also met Young-seo, Wooyoung's younger sister. If you were honest, you both instantly clicked, feeling like you were meant to find each other and become best friends because you did.

But Currently, you are now standing in the huge backyard of the packhouse where an event was held just to announce your marriage. You stood in your fanciest black mermaid cute gown, which was decorated with a big black floral design in front and big slit on your left side showing off a little bit too much skin on your leg, waiting for Wooyoung.

When Wooyoung entered, his eyes directly fell upon you, the latter was dressed in a pitch black suit with his inner black coat exposing his chest area. He looked damn fucking hot and she had to admit, she felt the deep desire to get on her knees right then and there for him.

Her dirty thoughts were interrupted when Wooyoung walked to her with the cutest smile on his face as he took her hand, "You look so gorgeous tonight." A deep colour of blush coated her cheeks as she stuttered, "T-Thank you"

After the whole two weeks of spending time with each other, Y/n and Wooyoung did start to grow closer. Wooyoung was falling more for her, he could never contain his big wide smile around her. Y/n didn't know what it was but the deep desire for him, desire to be with him, desire to keep him around with her all the time was confusing her.

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When Y/n walked down her aisle, it was like a typical fairytale, everyone gasped at how pretty the princess was as the princess walked with all her confidence and happiness but the thing was, she didn't feel any of those emotions. Whispers and gasps erupted through the crowd, about how beautiful she was, but it never made her happy. Because she never felt important she felt like just a pretty face with no actual ability within herself.

But for Wooyoung, he always thought she was more than just a pretty face. Even in those official meetings where the mysterious girl used to catch his eye. For sure he felt she was very pretty but he knew those eyes held way more power than anyone could imagine. And who knows..

In future he may unleash the most magical but deadly powers in her..

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Guys this is damn long... But this is going to be good, trust me on this one.

-Jeong Aera

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[missnobodymadness]

I'm so damn bored and feeling such a strong desire to share some OC stuff so I decided to share some of my favorite quotes from my characters because why not? I feel like it also helps me finding some motivation to finally start writing again.

Feel free to share this or make a similar post with your OC's quotes as well, I'd love to read them. :3 (English is not my first language btw, sorry about any possible errors)

Anyway, I'm starting with my favorite girl, Myline.

Myline (Naruto and Boruto)

"Don't give me the privilege speech when you are all living up there exploiting those who stand below you, not once did I felt any privilege or pleasure in serving your opressive system and I will never bow to it. Take my words as you wish, they will only feel like a threat if you perceive them as such, so, how it's gonna be?" - To Darui and A during the invasion of Amegakure arc (not a canon arc).

Aisha (MCU)

"Whenever a scientist finds a cure to something, companies will take advantage of them and sell it to you for the price of your soul, lives weren't meant to have a price tag, you can't play God and decide who is gonna live based on who is wearing Prada and that's what motivates me to keep fighting for a world where science and technology will become a right instead of a luxury"

Evelyn (AOT)

"Dang, this sucks...I've been told that I always make bad decisions all my life, maybe I should've listened before it became an habit, guess this is gonna be the last time I make one...Sasha must be feeling really lonely up there though..." - She thinks to herself as Jean and Pieck run in the opposite direction, both looking confuse on why she wasn't doing the same, she then looks at the sky one last time and run towards Reiner and the warhammer titans.

Masha (TWD)

"While most people hate what is left of this world, I've finally found myself in it and I am enjoying every second of it"

Mybuza (Boruto)

"I hope that someday people will look at me as a ninja ready to sacrifice my life for them instead of just the daughter of a terrorist"

Luna (Pokémon)

"Power is fame and fame is made of power"

Now the ferals from my original story, Cursed Scars.

Sahamara

“If you can’t stand the meaning of a true scar, then you can’t stand life” 

Dakarai (This son of a... >.>)

"You can’t expect to be a good fighter if you can’t even leave a mark on that rock, maybe I should scratch that precious face to exemplify how it is done"

Dalia

"I believe in second chances when regret is present, we are more complex than we think, our minds are capable of constant development but such thing is only possible when we finally learn how to recognize and embrace the wrongs of our past and move on for a better future"

Bakuto

"You once said that stars shine brighter to those who are worthy but lately they all look the same to me, does that mean that the Gods have given up on me?"

Kabuwa

"Greediness brings more misery than accomplishments" - To Ushiva, about Rastakah.

Rastakah

"Some call me greedy, others a tyrant but what I really like to hear them call me is mercy"

Ushiva

"Never underestimate the things a broken heart would do"

Matimba (The one lying down)

"Sometimes you just have to understand when the best option is to get out of your comfort zone and face what is holding you back so you can finally be the best version of yourself"

Thabisa

"War doesn't interest me, what is truly important to me is the well-being of my pride sisters, however, don't take me for a fool, my claws have been immersed in blood before"

Satahka (Lazy, lazy boy)

"This world has yet to prove me what a good nap can't fix"

Yarashin

"Don't spend the rest of your life stuck to your past, maybe it taught you how to hate, but the present can also teach you tolerance and if you try really hard, future may reward you with love"

[iridescentis]

ALRIGTY TIME FOR EPISODE TWO THOUGHTS HERE WE GO

ah the continuation of the meet cute, very sweet but bro she is walking away calm yourself

ludmila is the cutest

so much is happening i cant keep up

ANGIE IS THE BEST <3333 MY FAVOURITE <3333 THE LOVE AND LIGHT OF MY LIFE

hey dude i think you're the weird one not her

i have no idea how to feel about the adult characters other than angie they're all so all over the place

okay fantasy montage AND A MUSICAL NUMBER

okay...you interacted for like 2 minutes max...where is this going

this song is beautiful but GIRL YOU MET HIM ONCE AND YOU LOVE HIM???

cami is an icon

PABLO YOU ARE A CARRYING THIS PLOT SIR <333

okay im dont love jade but she has a point, hiring a random woman who just said something sweet to your daughter isn't the best move??

i like that this feels less like the good guys versus bullies and more like a rivalry because they both hold their ground, i think i prefer this dynamic to the ámbar and co dynamic?? it's less one sided which is fun

francesca is also an icon

i dont know what this air drawing is but it is so cute

ANGIE AND VIOLETTA HAVE THE CUTEST DYNAMIC THEY ARE SO SWEET <3

the little 'violetta! :o'

okay my boy is dancing you are so gonna get caught by your boss dude

oh nope that's francesca

WHY IS HE IN LOVE YOU MET HER ONCE CALM DOWN

bro im gonna cry this is so sweet she just wants her mum man

DRAMAAA YES I LOVE THIS KIND OF DRAMA im sorry the secret overhearing of stuff is my favourite part

why is everyone in love with tómas i was expecting him to be the underdog character

BRO ARE YOU IN HER HOUSE????

im not sure if hallucinations or trespassing is better tbh

not a fan of the 'overprotective dad about boys' trope especially since this her dad isn't as funny about it as miguel

pablo is so <333

oh spontaneous band moment! i love that

that was so fun!

pablo is still <3333

i dont care ludmila should be able to do whatever she wants i vehemently dislike her boyfriend

are angie and pablo going to become a thing because i really hope so they are precious

I STILL DON'T LIKE HIM! YOU SUCK!!!!

ANGIE IS THE PRETTIEST I WILL CRY

awh <3

OKAY WE ARE DONE :D this is both very fast paced and also very slow burn but im loving it so far! i don't really have the time to binge it constantly like i did with soy luna (i had barely any classes to work for last time, now i have loads so </3) but will try to watch a couple per week!

[stormyoceans]

Silly Pinkybrain is here, and bought it without thinking.

vv brainrot continuation:

A new universe (are we going to a new universe from the very first second? Okay, I'm not okay)

I thought Talay and Puen's meeting in the toilet was awkward and embarrassing, but Ongsa and Sun's meeting opened up some new level. It was so impossibly sweet.

It's completely unrelated, but the bell button on Aylin's door reminded me of a complex elevator system with a password.

Bike ride (do you understand)

Music from Vice Versa when Ongsa was looking at the moon.

I remembered Day screaming into the pillow, but let's not talk about it. Ongsa is the representative of all losers and I love her so much. Make way for total losers! Aylin is my icon, I pray for her. Jesus, has Godji always been so gorgeous? There are so many beautiful women here, I'm in paradise.

HI PINKYBRAIN DEAR HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!

sorry for the late reply, i've been a bit all-over the place these past few days, but i really don't have the words to properly explain just how happy i am to find you here again and to start this new journey together!!!!!!!

i just rewatched the first 23.5 episode and im so utterly delighted by it!!!!!! it's just wonderful to have so many women on my screen and i already love all the characters a frankly ridiculous amount. ongsa is my precious loser daughter who i may be relating to a bit too much, sun is an absolute darling, aylin is my everything, i love how fierce both alpha and luna are, and im gonna need teacher nida and teacher bambam to kiss SO!!!!!!! BADLY!!!!!!!!

ANYWAY. i didn't catch many parallels with vice versa in this episode, although both series have wonderful colors and cinematography and leave me with the same sense of warmth and joy. also 23.5 seems to be showing the same attention to details as vice versa did, there are a couple of things that i thought were really smart!!!!! (like sun having a yellow scooter with a 'sunny' sticker on it and wearing a 'sunday morning' shirt)

ONGSASUN FIRST MEETING REALLY WAS GIVING SO MUCH PUENTALAY LEVELS OF BOTH AWKWARDNESS AND SWEETNESS THO!!!!!!!!! AND THEY BOTH ENDED WITH SUN/PUEN SMILING AND WALKING AWAY WHILE ONGSA/TALAY JUST STOOD THERE WATCHING THEM GO IN A DAZE

MY MOST BELOVEDESTS!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T WAIT FOR MORE BRAINROT IN FUTURE EPISODES!!!!!!!!!!