#may all your dreams come true hon!!

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere Himbo x Seductress Darling

Luirik is a Himbo,he has fluffy white hair,he's a big strong giant,but he's usually a softie and a little shy, he's nice and polite. He's happily married to Darling, who's a mischievous, confident,sexy woman,she usually tease him for being a cute bunny. His cuteness and softness are what drawn him to her in the first place

You may think Darling is the Dom here? Wrong, Luirik is soft and nice but his true face is a possessive,dominant yandere,he can be very scary if he wants to which is what makes Darling loves him more when she finds out,she loves a wolf in sheep's clothing

Now Luirik is punishing his little wife for being such a devious slut, trying to tempt him and make him weak in the knees,he was writing his book you see and she comes in demanding some affection,his strong muscular arms are holding her down as he rails into her,all while Darling is delighted, telling him to go faster and harder

So yeah masochism and brat taming

A/N: Sorry this took so long to answer, college is becoming pretty busy now.

Here's what reader's lingerie looks like if ya'll want visuals:

Your relationship with Luirik is Booktok's dream. You met in a packed bookstore, and the only seat was next to a muscular, white-haired man with shiny blue eyes that drew you in. You asked to sit next to him, and the rest is history. But the best part is Luirik, the wolf in sheep's clothing. On your wedding night, you stripped your clothes thinking he'd be submissive to you during sex. The minute you touched the bed, Luirik tied your hands to the bedpost and railed you into tomorrow. He spoke such possessive words to you, and you liked his switch up from the usual easily flustered author to a dominant man who would never leave or let you go after sex.

Now, you're living with your New York Times Bestseller husband in your quiet suburban house. You're bored, and since you feel like teasing your husband, you pull your best pair of lingerie and change into it. The soft, blue silk slip dress barely covers your butt as you lift your arms to tie a bow around your neck. You spray some perfume and head to Luirik's study. He's hunched over writing a manuscript for his latest book. Only the lamp is on, and a steaming cup of coffee keeps him awake.

"Oh, Luirik~" You coo, leaning over the chair and letting your boobs touch his shoulders.

"Not right now, Hon'. My manuscript is due in six hours, and I have two more pages to go," Luirik says, rubbing your arms.

"Aww, but I'm bored!" You whine, letting your hands wander over his clothed abs.

You feel his body shift, and you know to continue your plan.

"Come on, big guy. Can't you take a break for a little while? Besides, you wanted to see me in this dress so bad. You said I'd look like a princess in it," You tease, getting down on the floor and crawling underneath his desk.

You wiggle your butt a little, revealing your behind.

"Don't I look nice as a princess-"

Before you finish your sentence, Luirik's pants are off, and his cock is in your mouth. You happily suck his cock as he finishes his manuscript. After two and a half hours and multiple rounds of cumming from you both. Luirik stops typing and pulls out cock. You keep wanting to suck it, and he tickles your cheek to make you let go. Cum runs down your mouth, and you slurp it up.

You straddle Luirik, and you sit directly on his cock. It twitches in your pussy, and he holds a hand over his mouth to keep himself from moaning.

"Hey, why don't we do a little bet? Whoever cums first pays for my midnight snack?" You suggest riding him slowly.

"Sure," He moans, playing with your bow.

"Good. I'm glad you can be so submissive to your wife," You playfully whisper into his ear.

"Oh please, I'd totally win this bet," Luirik snickers, activating his competitive and dominating self.

He holds your hips and thrusts faster.

"Are you going to cum, princess? You keep moaning like a naughty princess? Is my spoiled princess going to admit defeat? I'm better than all of your ex-boyfriends aren't I?" Luirik moans, making you cover your mouth so you don't moan. "Don't hold your moans in. You know I don't like it."

Luirik spanks your ass a couple of times, and you give in. You release a guttural moan and cum onto Luirik's lap. Your legs twitch for a while and hang onto your husband's chest. Luirik rubs your back and helps you ride through your orgasm.

"Don't worry, I'll pay for our midnight snack," Luirik whispers, kissing your scalp. "Why don't you clean yourself up, and we'll watch a movie together? By the way, what place do you want to order from?"

"Chili's, please," You pant, weakly lifting yourself off Luirik.

"Don't stress yourself trying to walk, sweetheart. I'll carry you," Luirik says, carrying you princess-style.

He walks to your bedroom and gently places you on the bed. Luirik sets up a pillow to support your back and hands you three pills and a glass of water. He walks off to order food, and you relax.

"I really won, didn't I?" You say, not moving your legs.

[musical-shit-show]

isn't it delicate?

Pairing: Musical!Beetlejuice x Reader

Inspiration: Prompts #1 (“did…did you just kiss me?”) and #2 (“i didn’t mean to say that but yeah, i love you.”) from Prompt List 2, requested by @animetattoochick

Warnings: cursing, sexual innuendo, fluff

Word Count: 2,701

Author’s Note: Thank you for your patience on this one! I really haven’t been feeling very inspired lately, but I’m so glad I was able to finish this request. I have one more in my inbox currently but after that I think I may be able to get a couple other one shots out before the end of the year. I always love this time of year and I tend to feel more inspired around the holidays, so hopefully I’ll have the time to write more! As always check out my Masterlist, About Me page, or Prompt Lists if you’d like to submit an ask! Happy reading :)

“So…any men in your life I should know about while you’re up there?”

“Mom! That’s…no. Not…really, no.”

“Well, alright. That wasn’t very convincing, but I’ll take it,” your mother mused over the phone, only slightly teasing, “Just, tell me: are those people being good hosts? What were their names again—?”

You pinched the bridge of your nose. Your mom was always the forgetful type, “Charles and Delia. And their daughter, Lydia. She’s about sixteen, I think? Cute kid.”

You didn’t feel like you should mention the fact that your new teenage counterpart only wore black and was incredibly morbid, or that two ghosts occupied the attic, or that you were frequently plagued by a literal demon.

If you told your mom any of that, odds were that she’d drop dead from shock.

Ever since you started renting out the Deetz’ third bedroom in their Connecticut home, you tried to keep the details to a minimum when talking to your family. All they knew was that you had moved hundreds of miles away for your dream job, which was true; what they didn’t need to know what that you practically lived in a haunted house.

For the first few weeks you lived there, everything was relatively normal. Delia and Charles were in the city most days, and when you got home from work, Lydia was usually at the kitchen table doing her homework or in the attic. One day, you were headed to your room when you heard concerned whispers coming from the other side of the attic door.

“I just don’t know if now is the right time to tell her, you know?” you heard an older male’s voice say, his tone clearly distressed. You couldn’t help but wonder who Lydia was talking to given that Charles had been gone for a few days.

“Adam, it’s been weeks!” Lydia shot back, “Besides, I’m worried if we wait too long, you know who might show up and scare her away. You know how he gets.”

“She does have a point, hon,” this time, a sweeter woman’s voice spoke, “Besides, I think she’ll take it well. She gets along with Lydia just fine, doesn’t she?”

“Of course! If I just explain—”

“Okay, okay,” the voice now identified as Adam cut in, “I was getting a little sick of hiding up in the attic again.”

You heard the old door creaking open and bolted to your room, shutting your own door as quietly as you could. You stood at the foot of your bed, utterly confused.

Who were those people?

When did they manage to sneak into the attic?

And why the fuck was Lydia keeping some huge secret from you?

You thought you had a good rapport with her, given that you were several years her senior and were getting along with her alright. You maybe even could see yourself taking on an older sibling role, especially since she didn’t have any of her own and few friends at school.

Plus, you could tell she had a hard time opening up. As your mind slowed, you realized she would only come to you when she was ready. Whatever weird shit was going on would become your business when she finally told you.

It didn’t take long after your adventure in snooping.

A few days later, you heard a soft knock on your door and Lydia’s small frame peaked through the door. “Come on in,” you smiled, closing your laptop, “I was just checking out dinner options, how does pizza sound?”

“Oh, um, yeah,” she replied, uncharacteristically timid, “Pizza sounds great.” An awkward silence filled the air as she sat down on the edge of the bed, the buckles on her black chunky boots jangling slightly, “So…I have to tell you something.”

“I figured.”

“It’s just…I don’t want to freak you out or anything,” she began gingerly, “I haven’t told anyone about this, but since I like you and you’re living here, I thought it’s only fair—”

She was very sweet for beating around the bush, but you couldn’t keep it in anymore, “Is this about your two friends you’ve been sneaking in? Because honestly, Lydia, it’s completely fine if you have people over, you’re not bothering me—”

“What, no, I—” Lydia stared at your incredulously, “How did you—?”

“I heard you all talking the other day,” you confessed, finding her teenage antics a little endearing, “You aren’t exactly the quietest bunch, but like I said, I don’t mind.”

Lydia shook her head, not wanting anything about her situation to be misconstrued, “No, you don’t understand. Adam and Barbara, they aren’t friends from school or anything like that. They live here.”

You blink stupidly.

“Or, I guess lived here.”

You grew even more confused.

“I’m not sure I understand,” you said, a small laugh escaping your lips.

“They’re dead,” Lydia finally stated, unsure how to make herself any clearer, “Ghosts. They died here before me, my dad and Delia moved in. And…since you’ve been here, they’ve been staying in the attic.”

You laughed involuntarily. You couldn’t help it.

Surely this teenager was fucking with you.

But as silence once again permeated the room, Lydia stared at you earnestly, not breaking into a mischievous smile or shouting a good “gotcha!”.

“Oh,” you muttered, “Oh, you’re serious.”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. Cool. Ghosts are real. I can handle that.”

“Yeah, you seem really calm right now. It’s kinda freaking me out.”

“I’m good,” you reassured her. Or maybe you were just reassuring yourself? “I am. Just…processing.”

The existence of ghosts didn’t surprise you that much, but you were obviously way off when it came to Lydia’s secret. In your defense, you were busy with the move and your job and everything else, how could you notice anything strange going on?

“There’s something else too,” Lydia said quietly, swinging her chunky black boots off the bed and landing on the floor with a thud, “Or, I guess, someone. His name is, well, I usually call him Beej. He’s like a super chaotic ghost or demon, I’m not really sure. It’s a long story…”

She shifted on the bed again. “Anyways, I met him pretty quickly after we moved here, and, well, he’s kind of…a lot. And he left for a bit, but he and I are actually friends. Real friends, not like before. Like I said, long story, but I just wanted to tell you in case he shows up here and—”

Before Lydia could finish, a flash of green light illuminated the room, and the figure that appeared before you was the strangest man you had ever seen.

He donned a hideous black and white striped suit that appeared to be falling apart at the seams, and his hair was a violent shade of green that actually made you wince. His skin was sickly pale, and the tattered overcoat he wore to round out the ensemble shed dust and dirt particles with every movement.

“Lyds!” he shouted, his voice grating and coarse, “My ears were burning; were you talking about me, oh best friend of mine?” He tousled the teen’s hair, much to her dismay. Before Lydia could answer, he turned his attention to you.

Eyeing you up and down, the man cocked his head to this side. You felt a light tingle on the back of your neck; why did you suddenly feel like you were being hunted?

“And who do we have here?” he purred, a Cheshire cat smile spreading across his face, “Babysitter?”

“I’m sixteen, asshole. I don’t need a babysitter,” Lydia chimed.

You told him your name, and considered extending your hand in formality. That idea quickly disintegrated when you saw how grimy his hands looked, fingers black at their tips in a clear indication of decay.

“I, uh, live in the guest bedroom,” you choked out, “And your name is…?”

“Wish I could tell, ya, babe,” he said with a chuckle, running his tongue across his slightly jagged teeth, “I like to say I’m the ghost with the most, but you can call me whatever you like—”

Lydia was quick to cut him off from the incessant attempts at flirting, and you learned his real name was Beetlejuice. He winced at the sound, and the more he and the younger girl told you about their escapades, the more enthralled you became.

Before you could fully process all the insane information the duo was throwing at you, Beetlejuice left, citing a bio-exorcism that needed attending to. You made a mental note to have Lydia explain that in greater detail later. With a *pop* and a puff of green smoke, he was gone.

But not for long.

Over the next few months, Beetlejuice’s visits became more and more frequent, much to the dismay of everyone else in the house, living and dead.

Except for you.

You found him utterly fascinating, despite his shocking outward appearance and often lascivious gaze. Yes, he was a dead guy, but he always made an effort to ask you about your life, even if it was followed up by a crude joke or bad pick-up line. When he wasn’t tormenting the other inhabitants of the Deetz residence, he was almost…sweet to you.

Of course, his sweetness was usually undercut with his sleazy tendencies; Though you knew he liked getting a rise out of you and you would often bicker with him on purpose. Even as you performed mundane tasks, you could tell he was leering at you, studying your every move.

You thought you were alone while on the phone with your mother, but Beetlejuice had become sneakier; this time he was listening outside your room, floating inches above the floor so his shadow couldn’t be seen under the doorframe.

“Anyways, no, there’s, uh, no guy,” you said sheepishly, your tone coming out more bitter than you intended. “You know I’d tell you, Ma.”

“I know, honey,” she said, her voice comforting you, “Just, try to make some friends, okay? We miss you and I don’t want you to be lonely.”

For some reason this made tears well up in your eyes. “I miss you too,” you choked, masking your sob with a cough, “And uh, I’ll try, don’t worry. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” There was a pause on the other end. Your mom knew you were crying, which made you want to cry even more.

“Okay,” she said, not wanting to upset you further. She knew you too well, “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Your phone beeped and then returned to your home screen, and you let out a heavy sigh. A few tears dropped onto your jeans, the salt stinging your eyes.

“Who made you cry?”

You nearly jumped out of your skin as Beetlejuice materialized next to you, a few strands of his hair sprouting red at the roots. You shook your head in dispute.

“No, it was just my mom—”

“Oh, typical mothers. They really are the worst sometimes. Y’know, did I ever tell you how my mom—”

“Beej!” you cut him off before he went on another one of his rants, “I know. I’m sure you’ve told me. But no, she didn’t make me cry.” You wiped a stray tear away from your face and sniffled, feeling pathetic. “I guess I’m just a bit homesick.”

His hair instantly reverted back to its original state of vibrant green as he sat down on the bed next to you. “Oh…right,” he said, twiddling his thumbs, “You breathers can get so…sensitive sometimes, huh?”

You laughed dryly. “Yeah, I guess you could say that.” It didn’t take long at all for you to see that Beetlejuice was a big softy, even though he liked to tease and scare you on an almost daily basis.

You didn’t mind, not even a little bit. Because against your better judgement, you found yourself developing feelings for him. Weirdly strong feelings. And you weren’t sure what that meant with him, well, being dead and all.

That fact didn’t seem to matter when he took your hand in his, your warm palm contrasting with his almost frigid skin. You felt yourself shiver, and you weren’t sure if it was from the sudden temperature change or the physical contact.

“I’m uh, not really good with this shit,” he said indelicately, “But I like having you around. Usually, I spend all my time either in the Netherworld or scaring the life outta breathers but…I didn’t want to come back to this house that much until you showed up. So…thanks for that.”   

He ran his thumb across the back of your hand, the gesture making your insides churn.

“Plus, if you were gone, I’d lose my eye candy,” he added, making you instantly blush and let out a laugh, “Adam’s hot and all, but you might just have him beat—"

You couldn’t help it. You kissed him. Your eyes were still red from residual tears, and he was a demon, and you tasted the faintest earthy flavor on your lips, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care about any of those facts.

It was a fairly chaste kiss, only lasting a few moments before you pulled away. Instantly Beetlejuice’s hair started sprouting a light pink color.

“Did…did you just kiss me?” he asked in disbelief. He was usually the one doing the kissing, or groping, or endless propositioning.

A sheepish laugh escaped your throat, your palms instantly moistening with nervous sweat. “Uh, yeah?” you croaked, “Is that alright?” Beetlejuice looked utterly dumbfounded.

“Alright?” he laughed. If he were still alive, his heart would’ve fluttered. “Babe, more than alright, I loved it! Shit, I’ve loved every second you’ve been in this boring ass house…because I love you.”

The realization came to the demon as soon as the words left his lips. He didn’t even register what he had said until you muttered, “you love me?”

Fuck.

‘Well,’ the demon thought, ‘no going back now’. He couldn’t detect whether you were pleased or creeped out by the sudden escalation, but decided to trudge forward through the emotionally honest deep end he had unwittingly dove into.

“Erm…” now it was his turn to be sheepish, “I didn’t mean to say that but yeah, I love you. Sorry to one up you, babe, but if you wanna go back to making out, you won’t get any complaints outta me.”

Even as he cracked jokes, he could feel his anxiety rising to his hair, which was slowly turning a sickly shade of yellow that mixed with the pink strands. He held his nonexistent breath as a wide grin spread across your face.

“Oh Beej, I love you too,” you said, finally able to put words to the ache you’ve felt for him for weeks, “Even though you’re a complete perv who shouldn’t have been spying on me in the first place.”

He scoffed at the accusation. “Look babe, let’s not forget who kissed who first,” he reminded, tracing his fingers along your arm. His hair was now a vibrant pink. “Though I wouldn’t mind going in for round two—”

“Round two of what, exactly?!” Lydia burst through the door, causing the two of you to jump away from each other on the bed. “Or do I even want to know.” The young girl looked disgusted at the thought.

“Jesus Christ, Lyds, ever heard of knockin’?!” Beetlejuice admonished. It was so big brother of him it almost made you burst out laughing.

“Yeah, I wonder where she got the spying from,” you deadpanned, your gaze flickered between the both of them before landing on Lydia, “We’ll meet you downstairs in a minute to talk, alright?”

She crossed her arms across her chest before stomping down the steps, yelling out a “No funny business!” for good measure, utterly embarrassing you and tickling Beetlejuice all at once.

You made a mental note to banish him the next time you talk to your mom; the fact that you were now dating a literal dead guy would not be a topic of discussion on the next phone call, and you didn’t need Beetlejuice butting in to introduce himself as her future son-in-law.

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[tatakaeeren]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VICTORIAAAAA!!!! Wish you a great day filled with happiness (please be strong victoria because... nanami *gross sobbing*) fun times love and have LOADS OF PRESENTS AND YUMMY CAAAAAAAAKE!!!! HEHEH!!! May all your dreams come true cutie!!! ❤️❤️❤️ LOVE YOU SOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!!! Thank you for always being so amazing, such a kind and beautiful soul hon!! It's been awesome to know you and being mutuals with you all these years *hugs you tight* thank you for being my friend victoria!! hehe!! Always loving your gifs on my dash and tag bbe!! My life bless you with all the best hon!! Take care and have a blast on your day!!! *smooches you* 💖💖💖💖~~ lots of love to your way!!

*happy tears* Oh Ana you have no idea how much this means to me, all your kindness, all your sweet comments, all your encouraging words of support, everything fills my heart with so much joy ✨💕 I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOO!!! *hugs you tighter* Your friendship is a blessing, here's to many more years together my dear! 🥳

I wish they would have given me gojo crumbs or something cute (anime or manga... anything!!! hahah) , but I am grateful that at least nanami got some beautiful and peaceful scenes at the beach 💙 the first time we have seen him smiling so much.... to me that will be where his story ended, he left Shibuya and went to Malaysia, built his home and stay there forever :')

Once again a thousand thank you for always being so sweet, kind and supportive, you are the best! 💖

[okkottsus]

Gosh Angie I hope I'm not late but HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART!!! 🎉🎉🎂🎂🎂💖💖💖💖 Wish you a amazing day filled with love happiness fun moments with lots of gifts ans cake bby!!! May all your dreams come true and thank you for being such a beautiful and awesome friend to us all angie!! I love you so much, you make my days all bright whenever I see you and your edits on my dash 🥰🥰🥰 hehe you're the best!! hope you are doing well angie!! Have a blast hon!! 💖💖💖💖

THANK U ANAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! I SHOULD BE THANKING U FOR ALL THE KINDNESS AND AND LOVE U HAVE SHOWN ME THESE THREE YEARS IVE KNOWN U!!!!! IM SO GLAD TO HAVE MET U <333 thank u thank u ily sooo !!!! and i miss u!!!!! we've all been getting busier with life but i always smile when i think of this lil space we have here!

[crimsonfacets]

"now you’re beside me, and look how far we’ve come." Charlie @ Vaggie 🥺❤️

wednesday starters

An exhale, heavy and laced with a smile that bloomed so naturally across her face. "Yeah, we've.. we've definitely come a long way, hon." Vaggie responded, nuzzling her nose into her lover's with a low-throated giggle. "We've come a long, long way, and a lot of it's because of you."

Vaggie was not always the most optimistic of souls down here, she always seen the glass half empty while Charlie always seen it half full. They were a funny couple like that, and that is also what made them work so well as a.. pun woefully intended, damned team. They needed that balance, realism and hope, dreams and grounding.

Corny as it may seem, it's true: teamwork makes the dreamwork. That's the saying, isn't it?

Geez, her heart was fluttering.

"You should kiss me under the mistletoe as a 'congratulations for all the hard work paying off', don't you think? I believe I've deserved it.. you know, as your partner in crime."

[itoshisae]

ELENAAAAAAAA HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART!!!! I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING A GREAT DAY BBY!!! <333333 may all your dreams come true and wish your day be filled with happiness, love and fun times hon!! love you lots!!!!! <33333 thank you for being so awesome and my friend cutie!! Just adore seeing you on my dash and you make my days all brighter everyday <333333 hehehe Stay well and take care bby!! You deserve the best Elenaaaaaa!!! *hugs you real tight*

anaaaaaaa thank you so very much!! 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷 i finally joined you in this new age 🤭 i wish all the same to you, and i'm soooo happy to see you back, as i also adore seeing you on my dash, and your presence likewise makes everything brighter and better 🩷🩷🩷🩷�� *hugs you ever tighter!!* love you lots and lots bestie 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[rubydragon16]

OMGGGG AMINA I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY HONEY I'M DEEPLY SORRY SWEETHEART!!!!! 😭😭😭 I'm on holidays, so I've completely lost track of the days AVSHDGAVDJD REALLY SORRY BBY!!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! I hope you had a wonderful day full of happiness, love, fun times and that you got to eat lots of good stuff and cake Amina!!! *hugs you real tight* ❤️❤️❤️❤️ May all your dreams come true 🥰🥰 Hope life as been treating you well always sending you my love and good vibes to your way sweetheart!! You deserve only the best!! I love you so so much, thank you for all the great times, help ad support you always give to me!!! You're so precious bby, always super excited to see your works Amina!! Please keep it up!! Stay well and safe hon, really sorry for being so late!!!💕💕💕 *chu* ps: i will make you something, sorry it will be a bit late afshdywgs!! Take care darling!!! 😘😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much for the lovely birthday wishes, Ana. 🩷🩷 I hope you've been enjoying your vacation, bcuz you deserve it! And I wish the same to you always - any day and every day! 🫶🏻 I cherish our friendship and memories, and always remember that I am here for you - always there to support you and your gorgeous works! Stay safe and blessed @gojosattoru 🥰🥰

[upperranktwo]

SKY BBY!!! SO SORRY I'M LATE BUT!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE!!!! I have been so busy with work didn't got the time to be on tumblr recently asdgfvghj!!! Hope you had an amazing day honey, filled with happiness, love, full of fun times and cake bby!! *hugs you real tight* May all your dreams come true Sky!! Hope life has been treating you well and always sending you all my good vibes to your way darling!! Love you so much!! Take care hon!! <3333333333 *chu chu chu*~~

Thank you Ana!!!! Dw about being late omg!!!! I hope everything is going okay with you!!! I had a really great day yesterday and did some more celebrating today!!!! Ilyyy 🫶

[crimsonrosee]

EMMA HONEYYYY!!! OMG HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART!!! WISH YOU A AMAZING DAY FILLED WITH HAPPINESS LOVE AND LOTS OF FUN TIMES WITH YOUR LOVED ONES!! <333333 May all your dreams come true dearie!! You're such a wonderful and cute person!! I'm always so happy to see you online and your beautiful creations emma! you're seriously such an angel ilysm hon!! *hugs you tight* And i just saw the message from that anon!! DON'T MIND what they said!!! Please don't be upset on your day cutie!! It's way more important than this darling!! *smooches you* Keep what you love doing, we will always be excited to see them and stay by your side emma!! Take care darling, ignore the message, people just don't know what it costs content creators to do their works... have a blast on your day hon!! Want to see you happy!! <3333333 hehe SMILE!!! <333333

AWW ANA SWEETIE! U MADE ME SM BETTER! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Thank you for typing such lovely & sweet message on my inbox! I'm delighted ur here & made me feel better after replying to that rude anon (⁠´⁠;⁠︵⁠;⁠`⁠)

Anyways im so grateful to you as always & omg u posted Yona of the Dawn edit as i missed ur edits sm! 😭💖 (some of ur edits are on queue list) Its absolutely breathtaking & stunning set dear! 🥹💗 I ALWAYS LOVE UR EDITS & IM THE BIGGEST FAN OF UR WORK! Have a wonderful day dear Ana! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡🌸🍡✨

[gojosattoru]

★ OSAMU DAZAI ★ ARMED DETECTIVE COMPANY ★

↳ Happy Birthday to my awesome Areen @dazaiosamu-s (✿ ♥ 3 ♥)~

[punkpandapatrixk]

Cancer Season Overview for 🐞🐍⛲🐝ALL SIGNS

With the elements/signs of the zodiac, you can freely use your Sun, Moon, Rising/Ascendant, or even your Stellium (❗️)

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Cancer being the ruler of the 4th House speaks of Home. This season would be best for deepening our understanding of what Home means to us personally.

But Home is also how we feel on the inside, about our own company. This Cancer season may entail an energetic message of returning home to yourself before you think about the company of others.

To know our place in the world, first we have to understand who we are in the presence of no one else but ourselves. This is why understanding the 4th House is crucial for understanding the 10th House (its opposite) more completely.

If this season calls you to a lot of inner child healing, be sure to check out elements contained in your 4th House—Planets and Signs and all that stuff. This Cancer season, make sure you spend extra time eating well and daydreaming. That’s just what Cancer needs for emotional balance.

This Birth Chart Navigation may come in handy, but especially if you resonate with being a Starseed. Also: I kid you not—for this Cancer Season Overview the deck bottom for the tarot just has to be XVIII The Moon.

Coming Home for 🐞Fire Signs

🐏Aries – 9 of Pentacles Rx

It seems you haven’t been able to relax. Or this is something you’ve only recently come to realise: that you’ve been having a lot of worries that they practically prevent abundance from coming into your Life. Even if your finance isn’t particularly terrible, it’s like you’re realising you could’ve done so much better if only you would’ve stopped worrying too much.

In another scenario, there’s also the peeps who are beginning to yearn for a more relaxed lifestyle where your finances are still taken care of. This whole hustling business doesn’t suit you anymore. You want out of the rat race. You need a reset. You’re exhausted of feeling like a hamster on a wheel. And yes, you can have that this season!

What’s contained in your 4th House? This will give you insight into the most suitable self-care methods when you need to reset, refresh, rejuvenate. Maybe you need to take a long bath with your favourite scented bomb, and use this time to really ponder: what aspects of my Life are currently causing me distress, and what can I do to remove those aspects immediately?

With the Priestess of Ritual on your side this season, best believe whatever you choose to remove, ignore, disengage from, will not cause you a long-term loss. Instead, you will only gain by removing those aspects. Fly, my dear~ Have courage!

🦁Leo – 7 of Cups

This season, your vibe is entirely represented by this song 춤 (Dance) by OFFONOFF. Like… you’re in need of a lot of Love, hon. Slow down and take it easy. Your mind could use some ease. There’s a sense of your having been battling with options. You’re trying to be realistic and responsible. But none of the options is making you hopeful for what’s to come.

You’re Leo, right? Are you really the type to have your options decided by someone else? Are you the type to succumb to the narrow options provided by your society? Of course not! But now’s not the time to march forward and fight. Now’s the time to sit back, relax, and plan ahead. Make plans that reflect the authentic you. Make decisions that express your true voice.

You have to respect yourself enough to muster the courage to be yourself—even if that means you risk being disliked. What’s contained in your 4th House? That’s the drive for your 10th House. If you’re going to succeed at all, make sure you succeed on the basis of your authentic dreams and desires.

🎠Sagittarius – 8 of Pentacles Rx

There is a need for developing your inner world this season. I’m sensing many of you have a tendency to be outwardly focused. Like your attention is more often on the world external of yourself and that your opinions tend to develop on the behaviours of others. Uh… you do realise that you have a lot of opinions on what other people are doing, right?

But if you continue to develop yourself in this way, without ever stopping to reflect on your own behaviours that may actually be the exact same as others… you could end up becoming an insufferable gossiper of sort. Do you ever see your own tendencies and in what ways they are the same as other people’s?

Maybe what you see in others that really rile up your bile is only a reflection of what you really hate about yourself. You look down on that behaviour, but you can’t erase it normally, so you condemn others who showcase the same behaviour. It’s a projection of your disgust at yourself.

If you wish to be more at peace with the world (well, if you want to) you would do well by starting with developing a healthy inner world. Solidify your own identity and get clear about your value system within the realm of your inner self. -I explain more in the bonus content.-

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Coming Home for 🐍Earth Signs

🐂Taurus – Page of Cups

Balancing the two aspects of your physical and mental health. That’s currently your main focus this Cancer season. This will play out differently for different individuals, but the picture is like this:

If you’re lacking ambition and often feel lazy, take care of your mental health so you gradually gain motivation to chase after the pursuits you’re passionate about. If on the other hand you’re too ambitious about work that your physical health is in decline, take care of your body first so you don’t risk a burnout.

After all, a burnout is very similar to a feeling of depression. If this state of being continues for a long time (or reoccurs multiple times) you might as well end up getting drained of all motivation altogether. I’m sensing some of you may have been so tired lately that you often shed tears when nobody's watching.

🧘🏻‍♀️Virgo – Knight of Cups Rx

-The combination of all your cards are SO mystifyingly spiritual!-

This season is gonna be heavily spiritual for Virgo peeps. This card in Rx is in direct opposition to the Green Magus oracle. I’m noticing like, two worlds trying to meld together to become one. As above so below. As within so without. A strong alchemical process is taking place for you this season.

There is a battle within, between your innate goodness that seeks to create an ideal world and what your earthly duties up until now has made out of you. You may have wanted to give up on your ideals and then adjust your attitude to fit the standards of the world. That, or you simply feel exhausted of fighting your demons inside.

This Cancer season invites you to come home to yourself—remember your child self who used to be so pure before the hurts of the world tarnished your worldview. Do you think you can revive that child? Or just, reabsorb that child’s purity to give you strength to go forward with your God-given ideals?

🐐Capricorn – Knight of Wands

Caps are feeling mellow this Cancer season😂Are you craving romance? It seems your heart yearns to get caught up in a whirlwind of romance. It does seem like this Cancer season will bless you in this field. You kinda have a tendency to keep things to yourself or be a little too guarded, so this season you might want to socialise a bit more and show some vulnerability when doing so LMAO

Though that may sound unnerving to some, why don’t you see where this takes you? If you never allow yourself to explore your own realm of emotions, how can you ever know how much love you’re capable of giving, as well as receiving? -Wow, that’s such a mellow message.-

And here’s a cosmic message fit for this situation:

‘I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.’ – Oriah Mountain Dreamer

You could do well with lowering your walls (just a little!) if you want to let yourself see what love the world has to offer. Be brave and explore Life’s possibilities.

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Coming Home for ⛲Air Signs

👯Gemini – 9 of Cups

Muchuu ni natteru. You’re currently caught up in many dreams of a better, more exciting future. That’s really wonderful. I’m seeing that this is making your heart fill up with joy and a sense of adventure. This is still your season after all—of course you can prolong it if you so decide🍨

I think you’ve worked hard to have the excitement you’re currently bathing in. Everything’s good because you’ve been selective enough with your pursuits. I’d say, continue what you’re doing. The more you explore, the more you know what sort of pursuits aren’t worth your while. Continue to be selective until you can be super duper sure of only the pursuits that make your heart sing.

This Summer simply holds so many colours and flavours, all for your taking. So there isn’t much to say but enjoy. You deserve all of this good energy! If there’s any caution at all, it is just the clichéd: remain grounded; and when you make plans, be realistic about them and don’t squander your money!

⚖️Libra – 4 of Cups Rx

WOW! Not sure what’s going on with Libra cosmically, but this season you’re totally getting out of boredom. The energies are supporting and encouraging you to get creative, get festive, have a good time and produce something on your own. Maybe this is talking about a creative project you’ve been trying to get on. Maybe this is talking about your finally attending a class about something you’re passionate about.

This season, you’re all about prioritising yourself and doing things that make you feel good mentally, so you become productive in a healthy way. No more sacrificing your mental health for the pursuit of goals that aren’t even good for you spiritually. If you’re not yet resonating fully with this energy, it’s still a good idea to try to tap into it. This might as well be the very start for you.

When thinking about solo self-care, look into your 4th House and its elements. Understand who you are when nobody’s watching and you can build a self-concept that rings true to your Soul.

🏺Aquarius – 10 of Wands

Phew, what you been up to, babe? You seem exhausted. But you’ve worked so hard and now it’s time to kick back and relax. You’ve done all you can and good results are sure to be had. If a chance for travelling to a quiet and relaxing destination comes up, snatch it. On the other hand, if you’ve been out and about for work, get cosy with a book or just Netflix and chill at home. You get the gist.

This Cancer season is really all about your self-care. You may want to eat a lot and that’s good because it’s almost like your body’s avenging all that energy spent on working, or building your passion project. And if you could learn a thing or two about cooking, might as well indulge in healthy homecooked meals.

Above physical balance though, this season is all about returning your peace of mind. If you relax well now, you might even figure out a more genius way to work in the future. That it is possible to keep being productive whilst maintaining balance in other areas of your Life, so you never run out of energy, or something like that.

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Coming Home for 🐝Water Signs

🦀Cancer – 9 of Wands

Have you been feeling like the world is a battlefield? Seems like you’ve needed to be extra strong just so you don’t lose to the harsh world. Although this is your Season, I’m sensing that this battle isn’t ending just yet; but hey, you’re really near the end, so keep going and don’t lose hope! You are coming out a winner, you know.

To some extent, it seems to me that this battle (or a general sense of things being very difficult to deal with) has been brought about by your lack of commitment in the past. Not saying this was your fault—you were literally lacking clarity so you didn’t even know how to move or where to go. But the Universe moved you eventually and now you’re dealing with heavy spiritual lessons.

Nothing anybody say can take away your pains or lessen your struggles, but let this reading remind you that you’ve done wonderfully well, and that your rewards are totally just around the corner. Just keep going and keep your faith because when the hard part is over, your Spirit Guides are just gonna immediately flock to your side and give you extra-luxurious energetic massage hahahah

🦂Scorpio – 3 of Pentacles Rx

You need to take a hard look at the company you keep around. I don’t know if you’ve heard this, but Scorpio speaks heavily of control, so you also have a hard time letting go—because you feel like you’ve invested in these relationships. But if the reality says they’re bad people for you, no amount of denying will change anything. If anything, choosing to deny it will only cause you further misfortunes.

That said, this Cancer season entails for you a change in the wind. A change in the way you view human relationships, as well as how you relate to yourself. There must be a reason your controlling behaviour makes you afraid of losing people—is the feeling of friendship mutual though? In some cases, even your offer of friendship may not be so genuine; then, what is the reason for that?

This reading isn’t so much about change as it is about understanding your fear and the subsequent controlling behaviour that is the result of that fear. You could do so much better in Life if you’d expend energy on the kind of company that resonates with you on a Soul level. You’re typically selective with your affection, but more importantly, keep quality company, my friend.

🎏Pisces – Queen of Cups

OWW~! Manifestation abound! It seems like you’ve really been taking care of your spiritual energy and now you’re literally on top of your game. You have an abundance of emotional energy that becomes a fuel for your amazing manifestations. Keep going because this Cancer season there’s gonna be a lot of pleasant surprises!

Ngl tho, being highly sensitive to energies, you could still be feeling or accidentally tapping into negative energetic pulses that may feel like psychic attacks. Essentially, such energetic pulses are gonna try to make you feel disorientated just to ruin a day or something like that. But I’m seeing you’ve matured quite a lot and you’re more than capable of navigating through these manipulative energies.

As long as you keep focusing on having a good day—just a day—you will continue to swim nonchalantly throughout the season. Take it easy and maintain a spirit of nonbiri (relaxed, unrushed, leisurely). When you’re nonbiri, that’s when the magick of manifestation is strongest.

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Hi, may I both request Ikemen Sengoku and Ikemen Vampire suitors (or just only Ikemen Sengoku if that's too much) headcanons of them reacting and courting MC with a fear of emotional intimacy because of their past with toxic people?

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[🎐IkeSen🎐 Headcanon/Scenario] Warlords React to Reader w/ Past Toxic Relationship

Oda Forces

Nobunaga: As soon as you tell him about your history with your abusive ex his eyes appear darker, as if burning with rage. How dare anyone hurt his beloved you? If he knew where he was, he would find him and kill him. But now that you were with Nobunaga, nothing would hurt you. He would make sure to be as gentle and kind to you as possible, and always make sure if you were fine with anything new he would like to try in a relationship.

Hideyoshi: His eyes widen when you mention your ex, and soon he has a look of both anger and concern on his face. The entire time you talk, he holds you close while stroking your hair in order to comfort you. Within his heart, he vows to himself that no matter what happens, he would take a bullet for you. You definitely witness his love for you whenever he gently holds you as if you’re made of glass.

Masamune: He grits his teeth in rage when you tell him about your past relationship. He almost looks like an angry tiger bearing its fangs and sharp claws, but that terrifying scene is diminished the moment he kisses your forehead, telling you that he will be your protector with a shoulder you can lean upon anytime you need it. Whenever you feel upset he always holds you close to him, telling you that he’s here and that nobody will ever harm you again.

Mitsunari: For the first time in a while, there is an eerie look of seriousness on his face, and he suddenly takes your hand, saying sorry for what you had to go through as he kisses your knuckles. He may be calm, but when it comes to the thought of anyone hurting you, a deadly ghost takes over him and he is ready to fight. In public he always makes sure to hold your hand in case you feel unsafe. After all, nothing can separate a guardian from his beloved.

Ieyasu: Contrary to his usually nonchalant and cold demeanor, his face shows true anger and disgust when he listens to you tell your story. He cannot believe that anybody would have the gall to mistreat you the way that your ex lover did. He isn’t a hugger, so he would try his best to show affection by allowing you to rest your head against his shoulder as he strokes your hair. He eventually does start to cuddle, especially when you have bad dreams.

Mitsuhide: He has a grim expression on his face when you inform him about your past. The playful fox is out the window. Now Mitsuhide’s serious. He isn’t afraid to let you cry, and when you do he will hold you close with one arm while stroking your hair as he listens in silence. He will wait until you fall asleep so that he can kiss your forehead, telling you how much he loves you and how he will make sure that you feel nothing but joy in your relationship with him.

Ranmaru: Your story hits him hard. He can feel tears of sorrow and fury fill his usually jovial eyes. He can’t believe the horror he is hearing. How could anyone even think to hurt a person as kind and caring as you? He wishes he could beat your ex up for what he did, but decides to focus on making you feel better by hugging you tightly. Throughout your relationship, everything feels so calm and happy, and it’s all thanks to Ranmaru’s effort to help you heal.

Uesugi-Takeda Forces

Kenshin: Everybody has seen Kenshin mad, but the feelings that surge through his veigns are of pure rage. His fists are balled and he asks questions in a silent, yet deadly tone, listening very carefully to your voice and focusing on your body language, noticing how difficult it is for you to keep your emotions under control. From then on he is even more protective of you, keeping an eye on you to see if you need any help. He vows to protect you at all costs, and you can bet that if he sees your ex in public, someone’s gonna die tonight.

Shingen: Listening to your story feels like a dagger to the heart for him. Nothing hurts him more than the thought of anything hurting you, and he feels no ounce of mercy for that asshole of a man you used to date. He will hold you in his arms for hours, even days if you want him to, and tell you that everything will be ok. He means that with all of his heart, because he makes sure to fulfill his promise of making your life better. With him, you know you’re safe because his arms are locked around you forever.

Yukimura: He stares at the floor in shock and disbelief, not uttering a word as he listens to the tragic experiences you’re sharing with him. After you’re done, he immediately wraps his arms around you without a word, and it’s so forceful that you fall on the bed. He tells you that he is here. That’s all that counts, that’s all that matters. You are his everything, and he shows that whenever you are with him. He always makes sure that you’re comfortable with everything, and that you never feel alone.

Sasuke: Out of all of the warlords, he appears the calmest, but you can’t help but notice a certain emotion in his usually stoical eyes. What is this? Grief? Anger? Fear? You don’t know what it is until he scoops you up into a hug, burying his face into your hair and promising to protect you. It is then that you realize that the look in his eyes was reflection of the future; a way of telling you that he’ll never leave your side. And he keeps that promise.

Yoshimoto: His eyes are filled with shock and soon they flood with anger and also… guilt? Yes, guilt. He feels so sorry that you had to go through that, even if it wasn’t your fault. His kind heart cannot handle seeing your tearstained face when his main priority is to make you smile. Ever since then he always spends as much time with you as he can, holding you close as you watch the sunset.

Mouri/Kennyo Forces

Motonari: His red eyes smolder in fury as you speak, so intense that you almost cower in fear. However, you know that it’s not you whom he wishes to crush to dirt under his foot. Despite his fear of physical affection, he cradles you in his arms and tells you about how he’s going to burn the man alive for hurting you. While his words are violent, they are strangely comforting, and from then on whenever you feel upset, he makes sure to give you a rare yet special hug, and soon his hugs aren’t all that rare anymore.

Kennyo: Being protective of you already, his features show display a look of shock and anger. His heart starts to pound like a raging drum and you can tell that he isn’t having any of this. You are immediately pulled into a warm embrace that lasts for hours, left in silence that is only broken by the now calming beat of both of your hearts. Little by little, your hearts beat in sync, just like how his love intertwines with yours for the rest of your lives. You know that you’ve found a guardian in him.

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Let It Die

Chapter 2: If You Love Me

Summary: Loki makes a plan with Thor to win back Reader’s heart.

Your room had become your personal ice castle. Small frozen ice sculptures were decorating your window sills while a light ring of frost surrounded the window panes. Snow lightly covered your dresser and nightstand while your bed was piled high with thick blankets. Not that you really needed them. As an ice queen once said: the cold never bothered you anyway.

Not that your were like the ice mutant on the X-Men team; you couldn’t turn your whole body into movable ice. But you thrived when the temperature dropped. Which was also a downside. You could never go on missions in desert areas. No moisture in the air meant no powers for you.

When you met Loki, you felt all your dreams came true. You never had to worry about accidentally freezing him in your sleep. And with your mutation, his frost giant skin never harmed you. Not that he showed that form very often.

He had a sweet side to him no one else had seen and could make you feel like the most important person in the world. Loki also had the bad habit of cutting you into pieces, as if dissecting you would help him understand humanity better. All he accomplished was cutting into your self esteem.

You couldn’t understand why you were so upset. It was no secret that he would have outlived you without even trying. There were rumors, whispers that there were ways to make a mortal live as long as an Asgardian - er, frost giant. But since Loki never once brought it up in the two years you had dated, you just assumed there was no truth to them. And you hated the idea of looked so old and worn next to him in 50 years while he looked untouched by time.

There was a gentle knock on the door followed by a familiar voice. “Hey hon. Can we come in? We promise mortals only.”

You smiled and shook your head before opening the door to let Natasha and Wanda in. “Hey guys. Sorry about earlier. I just wasn’t in the mood to look at yet another gift from the dumbass.”

“Don’t worry about it. If anything, it’s been the liveliest we’ve seen you in months!” Wanda sat down on your bed and immediately wrapped a blanket around her. Nat followed suit. Both of their breaths were visible.

“Well, sorry about the temp in here, then.” You chuckled as you sat back down. “I guess I don’t have many guests in here as of late.”

“It’s ok, really. Your comfort is number one right now.” Nat tried to reassure you. “Besides, we were hoping to get you to leave your igloo tonight.”

You laughed again. “Ok, ok. I get it. My powers have been out of control lately. Every time I think I’m back to normal, Loki comes around and fucks it up all over again.”

“Want me to kill him?” Nat asked, deadpanned.

“Thanks, but that won’t help. My problem is I still love the asshole. And I don’t even know why! Yeah, he could be really romantic at times and-“ you paused and gave the girls a side glance, "other reasons as well. I’ll spare you.”

“Thanks,” Nat pretended to gag. “I personally don’t see it, but I also had to battle against him at one time.”

You smirked. “Fair. But man, he could really be a douche at times. I don’t even think he realized he was doing it half the times. I’d do something and instead of being proud, he’d point out what I did wrong. Made me want to punch him in the nuts.”

“So why do you hang on?“ You furrow your eyebrows in confusion. "I mean no offence, but it seems like there a small part of you that still hangs on. Like I get you still love the guy, but what’s there that’s making you hang on instead of trying to move on?”

You sighed and leaned back into your chair. “Ok, so maybe I do know why I still love him. Loki…. has this side that no one but Thor and I have seen and I wish he would let it out around more people. He has an amazingly kind heart. Yeah, I know, I know.” You held up your had as Nat opened her mouth. “I literally just said the man could be a douche at times. The times he criticized me, it was for things that pertained to our job. I didn’t throw the knife right. My stance is too wide. I breathe too loud, the enemy will hear me. But when it came to everyday life…. he could’t praise me enough. He loved to watch me cook and listen to me sing. Snow days…” you sighed, “those were my favorite. But I wanted his approval for work. How could we work together on a mission when all I could think about was how I wasn’t doing something correctly? And then the mortality thing….”

“It all comes down then to if he can reign in how much he criticizes your work would it be worth it to try again when he’ll just outlive you?”

“Pretty much. But I doubt that will happen. That man likes to think he’s the best when it comes to fighting and war. Just because he’s a freakin’ god.”

Wanda looked over at Nat and nodded her head. “Ok, sweetie. Enough moping! We’re getting your out of here and clearing your head. So get dressed, it’s time for a night out!”

You couldn’t help the smile. “Yeah, maybe that is a good idea. If I clear my head maybe I’ll be able to control my powers better even if I never make a decision about Loki.”

“That’s the spirit!” They left you to change your clothes and you opted for dark black pants, black and silver boots, and a icy blue top.

You met the girls in the common area and Nat had opted for a stunning tight, black dress while Wanda wore a dress the same shade of red as her hair. The three of you piled into a car Nat had hired for the night and headed into town. Wanda picked out a very upscale club and the three of you managed to talked you way in past the bouncer and the incredibly long line. The place was packed but the three of you managed to make your way over to the bar to grab a drink before trying to find a table.

“Man, it’s hella packed in here! Maybe we should have invited Stark so we could abuse the VIP section.” You shouted over the music.

“You rang?”

You whirled around to find Tony at your side. “What are you doing here?”

“Night out, of course! I even brought my own lady.” Pepper looped her arm in his. “Actually, Nat told us what she had planned for tonight and we decided to tag along. We’ve been worried about you.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

Tony leaned over and kissed your forehead. “Don’t worry about it, kid. We’re all here tonight.”

“We?”

Tony just smirked and held out his other arm. You couldn’t help the grin as you took it so he could lead you across the crowded club. People immediately parted out of the way of your entourage as you made your way to the VIP corner. There a mix of your friends were waiting for you: Sam, Steve, Bucky, Thor, Rhodey, Vision, and Maria.

“Young Mr. Parker sends his regards. He was dying to come here, but I wasn’t about to break the rules to sneak him in.”

“Glad to hear you’re trying to be a good influence on the kid, Stark.”

“I have my moments.”

You climbed into the booth next to Thor while Tony and Rhodey pulled over another set of table and chairs. “So you guys subjected yourself to an overly crowded club just because you were worried about me?”

“Of course, Dear ____!” Thor’s voice easily boomed over the music. “We are your friends and we care about you.”

You looked down at your drink as you spoke to Thor. “And what about your brother?”

“Loki sends his regards if you’ll have them. He acknowledges he has been an ass to you lately.”

A corner of your mouth twitched upwards. “It’s what he does best.”

“If I may, I would like to say something on his behalf.” You took a deep breath but nodded your head yes. “My brother is not the best at expressing his feelings. A trait, I am afraid, he learned from Odin. You do not have to give him a second chance, but I would hope you could at least have one last conversation with him before making your finally decision.”

You took a long gulp of your drink before answering. “Alright, I will. For you, Thor. You’ve always been like a brother to me. If this means so much to you, then I will.”

Thor’s face lit up as he smiled at you. “I was hoping you would say yes. Now we can get to your surprise!”

“My what?”

Before Thor could answer, the DJ’s voice rang out through the speakers. “This next one is a request. Dedicated to the Icy Monarch from the Frost Giant!”

You whipped your head to look at Thor. “Loki’s here?! What’s going on?”

Thor held up one hand. “Just listen, Dear _____.”

The song began to swirl around you:

I cut you into pieces Searching for your imperfections I had plans to make you whole But all my threads couldn’t stop the bleeding There’s nothing left, but I’m not leaving When all I know is you

You’re breath caught in your throat as you listened to the lyrics.

I’ve been looking for a way To bring you back to life And if I could find a way, then I would bring you back tonight I’d make you look, I’d make you lie I’d take the coldness from your eyes But you told me, if you love me Let it die

Your eyes stare right through me Ignoring my failed attempts to Breathe back life into your veins But I can’t start your cold heart beating You’re so far gone, but I’m not leaving When all I know is you

It was like your relationship and the last two months following the break up coming to life in front of your eyes. And then he walked into your line of sight and goddamn, he could always make a suit look good. Black suit, black shirt, a tie as green as his eyes, and a small black box in his hands. Your heart raced as he quietly walked up to you and set the box by your drink. Everyone at the table sat as still as statues, not wanting to disturb the scene in front of them.

You reached for the box and began to open it as the end of the song rang out:

And you left me more dead Than you’ll ever know When you left me alone I’ve been looking for a way To bring you back to life And if I could find a way, then I would bring you back tonight I’d make you look, I’d make you lie I’d take the coldness from your eyes But you told me, if you love me Let it die

Inside the box was a single gold apple. It was the oddest thing Loki had ever given you and you weren’t sure as to what it was. Picking it up, it was instantly clear that the apple was far lighter than you expected and softer as well. As if you could actually eat the golden fruit.

You raised your eyes back up to the Trickster God. “My dear, I have behaved horribly towards you. You loved me more than I ever deserved and I couldn’t even give you what you needed. If it is possible, I would like a second chance to prove I can be worthy of your love. And in exchange, I present the Golden Apple of Idun’s orchard.”

“I’m-I’m sorry. A what?”

“A golden apple. It is to be consumed by a mortal wishing to extend their life. Forgive me, I never brought them up before as I feared you would only want the apple. Not me. No one has ever wanted me for what I was.”

You looked up into his eyes. “I did. In any form you would give me.”

He knelt down by your side. “I know that now and I am a fool for not seeing it sooner. I know it is asking for the world, but I would love to give us a second chance. Because you are my world.”

Your lower lip trembled and you placed the apple back before closing the lid on the box. Loki’s face fell. “I cannot accept this apple.”

“Of course. I understand.” He lowered his eyes.

“Loki, please let me finish.” You placed your hand under his chin and lifted his face so he was looking at you again. “I will not accept this apple at this time. We first need to talk about the problems we have and if it’s possible to fix them. Only after we have gotten our footing back will I eat the apple for you.”

“So…”

“Yes, Loki. I will give us a second chance.”

Loki’s joy was clear on his face and beyond words. He stood up, pulling you with him, so he could engulf you in a hug. “I promise to make myself worthy of this chance. You are my love.”

“And you are my Frost Giant.” You gave him a quick kiss.

[classic80sand90smovieloves2]

Meeting and Dating Adam Maitland

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous) 

(I would most definitely write about your meeting story and him having a crush on you in more detail, if anyone's interested.)

- You met Adam while applying for a job at his shop. He was delightfully surprised when a pretty little thing like you walked in and inquired about the help wanted sign out front. His face immediately brightened and he ushered you into the back for an impromptu interview. 

- There weren’t many applicants to begin with and after seeing you, he just couldn’t get you out of his head so he decided that he had no choice but to hire you; and boy was he glad he did. 

- The two of you act more like friends or flirty coworkers than a boss and his employee. Adam is a fun guy to be around, he doesn’t usually take things to seriously, and the shop is never very busy so you have a lot of time to goof off with each other.

- Since you’re the only two people working there, you spend a lot of time together and become close fairly quickly. By the end of your first month on the job, you consider him a friend and he considers you his dream woman. 

- He asks you out about three or four months after he hires you. He doesn’t want you to think that you only got the job because he’s interested in you and he wants to make sure that he really does like you, the whole you, before he jumps to any decision.

- But anyways~ The two of you were closing up shop when he asked if you’d like to have dinner with him. Adam’s a handsome man, a sweet handsome man who treats you better than anyone you’ve ever met, so; even though dating your boss may not be the best idea you’ve ever had, you take the plunge and agree. 

- He comes to pick you up at around six and, in no time at all, the two of you are sat at his dining room table, eating a delicious home cooked meal.

- In the middle of dinner, his models come up in conversation and he shyly asks if you’d like to see them after you express interest in his work. Soon enough, you’re traveling up his stairs and entering the attic where he’s got the whole city display. He loves the way your eyes light up upon seeing it, especially after he turns on all of the lights. 

- He laughs quietly and shrugs when you call it amazing, modestly downplaying how talented he is. But you won’t allow that, insisting that “No, really. It’s wonderful” and quietly adding that he’s really wonderful.

- When you turn to look him, he’s gazing at you with a much more serious expression on his face; serious but soft at the same time. Your eyes meet his and you stand still as he slowly closes the distance between the two of you.

- His face nears yours until his lips are only inches away from yours. He hesitates for a lingering moment before he finally leans forward and kisses you. It’s gentle at first but it soon turns into something much more passionate, your arms wrapping around his neck as his hands splay themselves across your back.

- When you pull away, you’re both near breathless and aren’t sure of what to say. He breaks the silence by cracking a small smile and suggesting that maybe the two of you should keep the shop closed tomorrow. All you can do is smile, shake your head, and pull him into another kiss.

- Formal and sweet Pda. Adam likes showing people that you’re together; and just giving you affection in general, but he doesn’t like getting too intimate when you’re in public. 

- When Pda is happening, it’s that juvenile, puppy-love type of pda where you’re just always smiling at each other, exchanging quick kisses and lovingly touching each other. 

- He has a slightly strange fondness for being able to fix things on you for you, like if you have something on your face or your hairs getting in the way; things like that. He’ll gently sort it out, a small smile tugging at his lips the entire time. 

- He likes keeping his arm around your waist. He’s practically always glued to your side because of it. 

- Handholding. He has a habit of reaching out and grabbing for you whenever he can. 

- Neck kisses, he adores hearing you giggle as his lips tickle your skin. He knows all of your sensitive spots and uses them against you; he’s evil. 

- Piggyback rides. 

- He likes to lift you up in his hugs. A lot of the time, he’ll pull you up so that you can wrap your legs around his waist and he can plop you down on something beneath him and kiss the hell out of you.

- The two of you like to goof of with each other, always teasing and messing around. He’s pretty fond of playing little tricks/jokes on you and/or fake wrestling, though he makes sure to be gentle with you. 

- Getting pulled into kisses. He likes pulling you down into his lap or back against the couch and caging you in so he can get a proper smooch. 

- Once you get one kiss, you can’t get enough. He won’t let you go until he’s had at least three. 

- He enjoys nights in with you over any other kind of date. He likes simplicity and is a bit of an introvert at heart so being able to just have some relaxing alone time with you is a dream come true. 

- Pulling off his glasses so you can kiss him better. He always smiles against your lips whenever you do, he thinks it’s the greatest. 

- Getting called things like honey, hon, and sweetheart. He talks to you like he’s your1950s husband, and you know what? You can’t complain. 

- Sitting with your legs in his lap whenever you’re talking or watching television on the couch. 

- Sitting and watching him work on his models. Sometimes he’ll ask you to help him or to fetch him something that he needs from the other side of the room. You always get a kiss in return. 

- Cute comments. He always says the sweetest things to you. 

- He’s sorta clingy. It doesn’t matter what either of you are doing, he just likes having you around him at all times. He can never get enough of your company. 

- He’s a blanket hog and; oftentimes, tosses and turns in his sleep so the two of you don’t really stay cuddled for long. But when you fall asleep, you’re either cradled in each others arms or being the little spoon to his big spoon. 

- Playful massages when you’re stressed. He’ll place a kiss on your shoulder while making a joke, moving his strong hands across your shoulders and trying to ease the tension that resides there. 

- He’s always making sure you’re alright and comforting you when you’ve had a rotten day. He hates seeing you upset and always tries his best to cheer you up. 

- You never have to feel insecure about something when you’re around him. He loves you; every messed up and flawed part of you. 

- Lets hear it for all you tall girls who are reading this~ Adam loves you. He’s six foot himself so it isn’t an issue for him; not that it would bother him if he was shorter. 

- Chasing each other around the house. 

- Getting each other gifts for random occasions. 

- Sitting by the fire together. 

- Dancing; albeit clumsily, with each other.

- Stealing his flannels. His frustration upon finding them missing immediately disappears when he walks in on you wearing them. 

- Taking walks around town. He has a lot of friends in the town and always says hello to them whenever he’s out with you so people are usually very kind to you, even if you haven’t ever really spoken to them before. 

- Drive-in movies. He’s very fond of them, especially when they play oldies. 

- Going out and getting milkshakes; there’s an old diner in town that he loves bringing you to. I don’t know, something about him just screams adorably old fashioned, at least when it comes to dating.

- You’ll never have to worry about dealing with spiders on your own again. He genuinely likes them and not the small, baby one’s either, we’re talking the huge, hairy ones that could make a person pass out from fear. 

- He owns a hardware store so you know he knows how to fix whatever's wrong with your house. Picture this~ Adam in a tank top and jeans, hair a mess, and a light sheen of sweat covering his forehead and arms. …What more could a woman ask for? 

- He isn’t the most fond of driving so you’re probably the one who takes the keys when the two of you go somewhere. He likes taking the time to watch you, the way your face changes, the shape of your hands wrapped around the steering wheel. How did he manage to get the most beautiful girl on the planet? 

- Soft, sweet kisses. He’s usually pretty gentle with you but he can definitely get a little rougher when things get heated. 

- Teasing each other. He likes saying jokingly hypocritical things and covering your mouth or insisting that “it’s different” when you try to correct him, all the while failing to hold back his laughter.

- Talking about conspiracy theories and cryptids. He believes in bigfoot, we all know that, but what else does he believe in? What do you believe in? He wants to know. 

- Little drives around town. He likes going out and getting some fresh air with you, sometimes running errands or just wandering for the sake of wandering.  

- He’s a pushover for you. Anything you want will; most likely, be given to you just because he can’t look you in your beautiful eyes and say no. 

- You don't really expect it from him but Adam can get surprisingly jealous when it comes to you though you live in a somewhat small town so there isn’t too many people to be jealous of. Regardless, when he’s jealous, he’ll interrupt and drag you away from the person or snap at them, especially if they don’t get the hint. 

- He’s when it comes to you, always butting in when he see’s someone or something is bothering you and taking matters into his own hands. He’ll bluntly tell them to buzz off, leaving no room for negotiation as he steers you away from them or blocks their access to you. 

- He’s your rock. Whenever you’re scared, all you’ll have to do is grab hold of him and he’ll take the lead, acting tough so that you feel a little reassurance, even if he’s just as scared as you are.

- You and Adam don’t really fight all too often, he’s completely smitten with you so everything you do is wonderful to him. Plus, you just get along really well so there really isn’t anything to argue about.

- If you ever did have a fight, you’d probably just bicker, maybe raise your voices a little; mainly out of frustration or stress from outside forces. After a little bit of arguing, he’d snap his mouth shut and just go “this is stupid” before calmly trying to explain himself. 

- As I said before, Adam usually realizes that the fights you have are sort of pointless and shuts them down fairly quickly. He’ll apologize for whatever it is he did to upset you and then try to reason with you like “two adults”. It doesn't take long before the issue is resolved. 

- The two of you always seem to be in that puppy love/honeymoon stage no matter how long you’ve been together so saying “I love you” is very commonplace in your relationship. He’s constantly saying it and so are you; its just how the two of you are with each other. 

- I have to say this~ he would be the best dad in the universe and that’s a fact. You saw the way he was with Lydia, he’s the adorable, push-over, goofy dad that you can always trust to help you.

- He’s already planning your future together. He loves you with all his heart and probably bought a ring a month into your relationship, already convinced that you were the one. 

[cablesscutie]

34. “I just want to be there for you.” Zutara, For the fluff prompt list please ☺️

Hello!! You sent me this a very long time ago and then my brain was bad and ground to a screeching halt, but I have been thinking about it this whole time! And now my brain has finally allowed me to make words again these past few weeks, so here it is:

PART 1 \\ PART 2

Even after seeing pictures of Zuko convinces Katara to tentatively agree to Ty Lee’s hairbrained scheme, she still tells herself that she has time to bail. If she really decides that she doesn’t need a date after all, she can just cancel on him and tell Aang her date had food poisoning or something. If worst comes to worst, she can claim that she has food poisoning too and escape the entire mortifying ordeal altogether. Zuko is just an option.

This is the constant refrain in her mind week after week as the date of the wedding approaches, and Katara gets somehow less enthusiastic about it with each passing day. She thinks it as she lets Suki shove her into a fitting room, laden with figure-hugging dresses. She thinks it as she scrolls quickly past Instagram posts counting down the days, politely liking them faster than she can process the sight of fairy lights and mason jars. She thinks it as she impulsively adds a leg waxing to her bi-monthly spa day with Toph. Zuko is just an option.

Just an option with arms that look like they would feel strong and secure around her, and a shy smile, and who’s sweet and playful with kids. Katara lets out a long, frustrated groan and presses her forehead to her desk, rolling it back and forth in a futile attempt to rub out the impending headache of a Friday afternoon. A moment later, she hears the telltale rattle of Suki’s office chair, and then her friend is rolling to a stop beside her.

“You good?” she asks, brushing aside Katara’s hair so she can see her face.

“No,” she sighs, annoyed.

“Is it the rehearsal dinner? Because if you don’t want to go, I can just say you got held late at work.”

“No, no. That’ll be...fine, probably. It’s this whole wedding date thing.”

“Oh do not tell me you’re still being all wishy-washy about it.”

“It just feels like a weird thing to do! I’m just going to show up at my ex’s wedding with this random dude? How will that look?”

“Um, probably like you’ve moved on? Which you have. Objectively. You even had a whole other relationship.”

“Really? Because I think it’ll look like I’m jealous and trying not to be.”

Suki fixes her with disbelieving eyebrows and a laugh. “Trust me, babe. Nobody is going to think that you’re the one that left that relationship pining. You were basically his mom. If this was Jet’s wedding...eh, maybe? But you tend to settle.”

Katara isn’t quite sure if Suki is trying to insult her or compliment her with that statement, and she isn’t sure if her kneejerk, “Hey!” is out of a desire to defend her judgement, or her past partners’ character. Regardless, she doesn’t have much after that to refute the point. Aang seems like a functional enough adult now, a few years out of college, but when they had dated, the “teen” in his nineteen years definitely showed. As for Jet, her much more recent cut, he was...vibing.

“Hon, you’re gonna be fine. I’ve heard Ty Lee and Mai talk about Zuko before, and he sounds like a decent guy. At worst, you have a meh date and escape some social awkwardness, but-” the upward tilt of Suki’s voice had Katara on edge, knowing what was coming next.

“Please, no -”

“- it could be good.”

“No, it can’t be.”

“Ty Lee seems really confident about you two, and you know she’s got a creepy good love radar. After all, she’s the one who convinced me not to block your brother when he slid into my DM’s. Even you told me to block him.”

“She does not have love radar. I love her, but the girl is an unstoppable meddler; she was bound to have a hit once,” Katara dismisses. It’s true that Sokka and Suki are adorable now, and perhaps evidence of the existence of soulmates, but Katara maintains that Ty Lee is a hopeless romantic who believes anything could be the start of an epic love story.

“Fine, be a cynic then. But you’ve already acknowledged that he’s hot, so just go to the wedding with him, and maybe finally rebound from Jet.”

“Hmm,” Katara hums noncommittally.

She’s something of a serial monogamist. She’d left her first real relationship with Aang intending on a summer fling to cleanse her palate before going back for her senior year. After a whirlwind month with the mature and worldly Jiang, she’d been looking into online classes, all but ready to move onto her houseboat and sail away into the sunset. Until Suki pointed out that it was an insane plan, and the ultimately parted ways as planned when Jiang set out to sea again. From there, she had fallen in with Jet as a friend with benefits to blow off steam through her last year without leaving herself open to distraction.

He wasn’t the kind of stable presence she could see herself settling down with, but wasn’t looking to be babied either. No, Jet was more of a feral creature. He knew he was dysfunctional and was fine with it, because function was the system and the system was bogus. Then, she got to know him, and realized that he kept people at a distance for much the same reason she was always pulling them too close. Suddenly, she had grand dreams of showing him the healing power of love, and both of them breaking free of their pain, never needing to fear being alone ever again. He cheated on her, and even as she was shouting at him, she’d known deep down that they had both just repeated their same bad habits all over again.

Now, there is Zuko. Zuko, with tragedy in his scarred eye, and sadness in his smile, but gentle hands on little legs resting on his shoulders. Katara thinks she could make many bad habits out of Zuko, and she is not too proud to admit that it terrifies her. Her stomach turns, and she thinks it might not even be a lie by the time she tells Zuko she’s suddenly too sick to attend the wedding.

The nausea gets worse at the rehearsal dinner, when she walks in to find Jet there, grinning at a bridesmaid. Suki hauls her over to Aang to give him a dressing-down for inviting him, and Katara is somehow reminded in the span of five minutes why she is extremely glad to be rid of both of them.

“I didn’t think it would be a problem!” Aang says, his usual defense. “And he is my friend - we go rock climbing together.”

“Small world,” Suki snarls, and Aang goes wide-eyed, leaning around her to look beseechingly at Katara.

“I swear, I didn’t think you were avoiding each other! After all, we’re exes, and it’s my wedding, but that’s not weird. So I figured you wouldn’t have a problem being in the same room as your other ex.”

Katara grits her teeth behind glossy lips that she forces into a smile, and despite Suki’s murder eyes and the voice in her head telling her not to - to swallow her embarrassment and tell the truth - she finds herself falling back on those old bad habits. “It’s okay, Aang. You had good intentions. We can be adults for one day.”

“Thank you so much Katara,” Aang gushes, lunging forward to wrap her in a hug that pins her arms briefly to her sides. “You’re the best!”

Suki shakes her head in disappointment as he bounds away. “You made your bed,” she reminds Katara. “Guess now you have to decide who to lie in it with.” She glides away to join Sokka at the bar, leaving Katara standing dazed and confused.

“Katara, hey,” an all too familiar voice greets her almost immediately after, and Katara closes her eyes. Suki totally hung her out to dry, and she can’t even be that mad because she’s right.

“Jet,” she says evenly, turning to face him. This shouldn’t be hard for her. While she doesn’t forgive him, she’s also very over him and understands that she’s an idiot for not making Aang ask him to leave. “How are you?”

“Not bad, not bad,” he says, bobbing his head. His clothes are formal but rumpled by disdain for their formality, an effect which once had a liquifying effect on Katara’s insides, but now just feels rude. “I was actually coming over to ask you the same thing,” he says, as though it is a profound inquiry and not the root of all small talk. She opens her mouth to offer a brusque reply and make an excuse to join Sokka and Suki at their table, but he knocks the wind out of her sails with his next words. “Ex’s wedding and all. Brutal.” He gives her a look that she is all to familiar with: his I-see-your-pain look. It was another thing about him that used to push all the right buttons on her, but now she just feels insulted at the presumption that she needs or wants his pity.

“Aang is actually a very dear friend,” she says, trying to sound as impenetrably chipper as possible. “Like a little brother.”

Jet is not deterred, leaning closer to her, his hand just brushing her elbow. “I feel bad about how things ended between us,” he says softly. “I should’ve done better by you.” Katara is momentarily stunned. Is she actually getting a sincere apology? “Which is why I think we should go to the wedding together. I just want to be there for you.”

It’s like a bucket of cold water down her spine, dousing both the fire of her anger and the tiny kindling warmth in her stomach. Katara pulls her shoulders back, straightening her spine, and snaps, “I already have someone to be there for me.”

Jet blinks and rears back a little. “Alright. I’ll, uh. Be looking forward to meeting them then.”

As he slinks away, she feels a moment of deep satisfaction. Only to nearly aspirate her sip of wine as she realizes she has officially painted herself into a corner. Zuko is coming to this wedding.

Thank you! If anyone wants to send me a line or prompt (from this list or your brain) I'll keep it going!