#okok i stop ramble now

[pekoeboo]

recently saw @meadow-roses' art of her OC Veritas and it made me so happy to see an angel OC that I felt inspired to draw him meeting my angel OC Antony!! <33 my boy is just so happy to see someone else like him aaaa!! :'D

I love Veritas's design so much he's super cute and was really fun to draw ;0; I'm still not very good at drawing wings but I tried my best and I hope it's okay <3

Veritas belongs to @meadow-roses. please do not repost.

[pup-pee]

ur bartkon art legendary

TYSMM!!!!! IM GLAD U LIKE ITT!!!!! <33

heres a silly sketch i prolly wont color :3

[two-person-job]

i WANT to write the wind rises kavexis au. i WANT to write about pokemon au for my selfships. but. slime rancher calls. slime rancher calls, and it says "look shroom. look at your lovely mosaic tangle largos. you need to find the nightshade secret style for your tangle slimes, shroom. why don't you do that? why don't you also do some quests for viktor, while you're at it, and unlock his lab?" slime rancher tells me to play for a bit and then i check how long i've been playing and it's been 150 minutes and it's 1 20pm and I haven't had lunch yet

[00kittenz]

── piece of cake ! ( lhs ) 🍰

๑ You and Heeseung attempt to bake together as a fun, cutesy bonding moment— but things don’t end up going quite exactly as planned…

pair: bf!heeseung ㅊ gf!reader | warnings: fluff, smut, my very weird and bad sense of humor lol, #epic fails, hee is sooo babygirl in this, praise, lots of kissing, mwah mwah, soft dom!heeseung, fingering, piv, breeding kink, grrrrreer lovey dovey relationship :3 | words: 2.0k

this was supposed to be short n sweet but it got a bit longer than intended oop- i think this might be the cutest thing i wrote yet ahhh

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“ten..nine..eight..seven.. six,” you slowly count the minutes passing by from pure boredom, eyes squinting at the pink clock that sat on the milky colored walls of your kitchen.

you tapped your acrylics on the marble of your countertop, double checking all the ingredients you had set out for tonight’s adventure. you and your boyfriend, heeseung, decided to have a baking date tonight. it marked your one year anniversary yesterday, but even so, heeseung still wanted to celebrate for the entirety of the week. so today is essentially part two of your anniversary !

“comingg !” you sang, hearing sudden knocks from the front door, knowing that it was none other than your boyfriend. he’s the only one who knocks on your door like he’s making a beat. soon as you open the door you’re met with the most handsome face and the brightest smile, and although you were delighted to see him you couldn’t help but state the obvious.

“why’d you show up so late ??”

“blame jake and jungwon for that, just as i was about to leave they kept yapping my ears off about any and everything !” he attempts to defend himself, wiping the iffy look on your face with a sweet kiss.

“hmm.. really, you’re blaming other people now ? sounds more like an excuse to me,” you playfully combat, giggling against his broad chest once he caged you in his arms.

“psshhh, what excuse— you know how they are !”

“i’m just teasing babe,” you left his hold with a lingering smile, “i’ll forgive you this one time, but only because i missed you.” with that you walked over to the counter of all your supplies, pulling him along with you.

“well damn, you weren’t playing around. you’re super prepared baby.” heeseung rubbed the sides of your hips as he came up behind you, eyes glazing over the ingredients you had laid out all prettily, it seems you doubled up on everything in case you made any mistakes.

“mhm, i might’ve overdid it just a little bit.. but you can never have more than one thing !” you try to justify your overconsumption, you tend to go overboard when it comes to certain things.

while you were out food shopping, there were far too many different varieties of decorations, you can never decide on anything so you just went and bought a whole basket full. but you’re slightly regretting that choice now considering all the money you just spent…

“c’monnn, let’s just hurry !” you stop rambling and get back to business, feeling his kisses lace the crown of your head once you turn to face him. “i wanna make ittt.”

“make what ? our kids ?” “i’m ready whe—” he pauses once his eyes found yours, blankly looking at him. he knew that look was everything but blank. “okok sorry, let’s start..” he awkwardly brushes the conversation to the side, picking up a box of cake mix.

“i’m assuming we’re gonna make the cake on this box ?”

“yup ! a strawberry, triple layer cake.” you say excitedly, peeking at the box he was holding.

“i can’t wait anymore, i’m hungry, let’s gooo !” you express like a hyperactive child, unable to contain your excitement for the delicious dessert.

it was a great idea to actually wear aprons for this event. you initially had the idea set and stone because you wanted to look like a professional baker like on the tv shows. you had to fully commit to the bit, go big or go home ! but, you definitely needed it for more than just the look of it. you two made a mess.

“look, there’s frosting in your hair !” you laughed hysterically at your lover. god knows how the icing even got in his hair in the first place.. “you aren’t even the one frosting the cake, how the hell did it get there ?!” you hinted at the fact that the needy boy was holding you almost the entire time as you started frosting the first layer of the cake.

“i dunno, it’s your fault then, you’re the one doing it !” he spoke against your neck. shivering goosebumps danced across your skin at the feel.

“maybe if you weren’t breathing on my neck 24/7 then you would be the one icing !” you sassily retorted at his laziness, handing him a crate of strawberries. “here, cut these into slices.”

you could hear him groaning at the task you just gave him. “but baby, i wanna hold you still.. can we wait a little ?”

“hee, no, you’ve been holding me since you got here !” your hands lazed on your hips. “get to work, chop, chop !”

“ugh, okay..” he pouts, looking over at you with those precious bambi eyes that was almost about to make you fold in a second. he retrieved a small fruit from it’s catering before taking a knife to it's redness. “babbeeeeee...” he whined.

“no, heeseung.”

“fine, then can you at least hold me this time ?” he pleaded with you, his smile coming into spotlight once he felt your arms wrap around his fit shape. “thank you.” he mumbled continuing on his mission with the strawberries.

๑ ๑ ๑

“sooo, what do i do now ?” he asks, caressing your arms looking back at your watching figure.

“you place them NEATLY on the frosting.” you answered him, placing a kiss on his clothed back, praising him of his quick hands. “you’re doing a good job so far baby.”

“okie dokie.” a small smile hid the big grin that heeseung tried to contain at your praising words.

“good ! now take the frosting—” you left his figure, reaching for the tube of frosting and placing it in his hand. “and gently spread it across the strawberries.”

“go on, do it.” your brows knit together in confusion. why was he just standing there not doing anything ??

“uhh, are you gonna hold me ?” he cocks his head to side, giving you yet another look that you just can’t refuse.

“okay ! damn, so needy.” you shook your head, going back to the warmth of your insatiable boyfriend.

it’s been a while since your little strawberry arranging, now you’re just finishing off the cake with some decorations. considering how long it took you both, the cake ended up looking absolutely phenomenal, you could just picture the strawberries layered with the frosting in your head. you couldn’t wait to get it inside your tummy.

“okay, now add the strawberry on top !” you proudly announce after applying your colorful sprinkles around the rim on the cake.

heeseung, just as happy as you are bounces in place before placing the fruit gently on the glob of icing that sat in the middle of the delicious treat.

“FINALLY,” he shouted, he was ready to just eat it whole. “it’s so pretty !” the two of you share a high five. taking long looks at the cake in awe. mouths drooling for a bite but eyes savoring the look of the treat before the two of you ruin it. you made sure to snap a couple pictures of it to post on your story later.

“hmm.. should we eat it now or wait a bit ?” you ask with hesitance, although you were very much looking forward to devouring it, you still couldn’t bring yourself to actually cut it just yet.

“it looks really tasty, but.. i think i wanna eat something else.” he shamelessly admits, hoping that you’d catch his drift. and, you most certainly did…

๑ ๑ ๑

“hmph,—” your grasp on his wrist tightened at the pressure he was building between your legs. the way his fingers pumped through your folds, how his thumb gave attention to your pulsing clit. your mouth went permanently agape, losing yourself in the blissful feeling of his touch. “hee— yes ! fuck..”

heeseung watched as your teeth captured your bottom lip, the blood rushing around the bruised flesh.

he then captured each of your thighs, on his shoulder, both masses prettily caked on eachother squeezing your cunt between them; his fingers still stretching you out.

“you’re so fucking perfect baby,” he pampered your plushy thighs, kissing them all giddy-like, a mischievous grin on his face. “but you already know that, right ?”

you rapidly nodded, you didn’t wanna speak nor protest, it was like you didn’t know how to breath anymore, you felt so high and small under him, he was like a drug. and it left you with nothing but chilling goosebumps.

“go on, come,” “come so i can give you what you really want.” his pace quickened leaving you entirely unstable, you were shaking, whimpering, your dewy cunt was throbbing around him. “you want it don’t you?”

“yes..—” your voice was hoarse and forced, you’ve become a groaning, dripping mess for him and he adored every bit of it.

heeseung softly bit around your skin, leaving small reddish and purple love bites around your legs.

“oh! baby, i’m—” your orgasm cut you off, heeseung loved whenever you climaxed because of him. how lazy and defeated you look after, the way you gasp and cling for air. “coming..”

“dont worry, i know.” he joked, grabbing your waist, pulling you back up onto your ass. “well kitchen sex is now off the bucket list..” he licked the sides of his fingers, eyeing you directly.

you were mesmerized by him, he had you right where he wanted you. “but i’m not done yet, fortunately enough for you. baby girl.”

๑ ๑ ๑

“babe, you’re fucking swallowing me.” heeseung groaned, pulling at the waistband of your skirt in a tight manner. “pussy still hungry for me ?”

“please..” you whined at the friction of his manhood colliding with yours. like a match made in heaven. “i want it..”

he wasted no time in fastening himself further inside you, he wanted you no more than you wanted him. he needed you the most right now. not only has he been craving to be with you all day, but this whole week meant everything to him. heeseung feels more than lucky to have you, he wants to cherish this anniversary as if it’s a once in lifetime experience.

his large hand pressed on your lower back with every stroke he landed in you. you felt every curve and inch of his length, how it made you see stars the minute his tip kissed your G. “fuck..” he landed a sharp slap onto your ass.

you couldn’t help but grind yourself against him. there was a tense burning sensation sprawling throughout your entire body. it only made you urge for more, like nothing was enough, even though you were in utter utopia. you were a mewling, shrieking mess.

“heeseung ! ugh, please ruin me..hmm please..” your arm reached back grasping at his thighs.

“you’re driving me fucking crazy, y’know ?” he airly chuckled, throwing he head back. the feel of your slick creating sticky vines across his skin whenever he’d pull out. the sound of it, the look of it. all of it turning him on even more.

your back arched at the thought of maxing out around his thick shaft. the praise you’ll get since you’ve done so well for him.

“i love you..” you mumbled bittersweet nothings one after another.

“shit, loosen the fuck up.” his hands entangled your sweaty hair, gripping it in a careful but semi aggressive manner. “oh fuck- i’m gonna come.” he began to thrust into your messy cunt relentlessly, pounding you into oblivion.

“hee— mm’nside please.. !” you slurred, drool heaping out the corner of your mouth.

“inside ? huh? you want my babies, princess?” “you do, don't you? want me to fill your fucking pussy with my seed.” heeseung chuckled at your pleading and begging for his cum. he was tired and worn out as hell, but soo turned on by you, by the thought of you bearing his children.

“ngh~ yes, yes hee!”

“happy anniversary, baby.” his length pumped into you filling you up, not an empty fucking crevice in your soppy cunt. like the frosting to a cake.

“mm, thank you .. baby.. ”

forget all that romeo and juliet cliché love shit, you two were better than that, at least you thought so. you two were...

y/n and heeseung ??

that had a ring to it.. most definitely.

ヾ(・ᆺ・✿)ﾉﾞ

guys why do i feel like my smut has been worse HELP- idk, could just be me overthinking again butttt i hope some of you liked it hehehe ;D <3

[seattlesellie]

okok riding mean!bbf!ellie while she’s playing video games with your brother

her not even paying attention to you, basically ignoring you while you’re bouncing on her like a little bunny :(( eventually you get too loud and she’s worried your brother can hear you through her mic so she shoves your panties in your mouth to shut you up

can i be🪻anon? if it’s taken then 🍬 <3 i luv ur writing sm babe

all manspreading on the chair while ur bouncing up and down on her strap :(( you’re naked while shes fully clothed with her her hands on the controller, completely ignoring your existence except for when you push up against her extra hard so it bumps against her clit and she just huffs into the mic a breathy “ohh fuck”, blocks it with her hand— your brother might hear the slapping sounds of your ass against her thighs. not even rubbing your clit for you because she wants you to be as needy as you can get. at one point, you’re fully tearing up because bouncing on it is sooo exhausting, you truly just wanna come so bad so she coos into your ear “awh, getting tired? that’s cute” and your brother thinks shes talking to him and he huffs a “ellie— what the fuck? did you just call me cute?” which leads her to ramble“you wish, shut the fuck up man”

finally, she gives in, because you’re too cute for your own good, and begins rubbing your clit in small little circles (now shes fully losing the round because her hand is too shaky) and when you whimper a loud “oh g— od ellie” she makes you bite on her knuckle till she bends down and grabs your soaked panties, shoves them in your mouth, mutes the mic and tells you “be fucking quiet or i stop, you wanna get fucking caught? hm?” and you’re all blabbers and whines till u shut up real good with something else in your mouth < 33

[juneberrie]

okok in regard to this post, just thinking abt opposite aesthetics w thalia/clarisse. hear me out..

like either one of them is just standing there, arms crossed, super stoic & almost a little scary and then u just pop up there super sunshiney & sweet and stuff :((

and everyones else is just like '???'

no cause absolutely it's so funny to me ???

like i can picture clarisse being all mean and bitchy to people, snapping at them and shit and all of a sudden u show up and she's like "oh hey babe!!! how was ur day!!" and she just wraps you in the biggest warmest hug ever because gods know her arms are beefy asf and shes just looking down as u ramble about idk a butterfly you saw with a cutie patootie smile and shes all "uh huh? really? yeah?" and everyone is super confused because two seconds ago she was threatening to smash a toilet tank lid over some poor kid's head and now ??? shes SMILING ??? huh ???

thalia is just glaring at people bc she has an rbf and everyones like "aw man we can't mess with her... shes mad..." and then u show up and she immediately gets all smiley and lovey <3 "oh my gods hi sunshine!!" and she lets u sit on her lap as u tell her about something random and she's like doodling on ur arms/hands and being so attentive and she randomly stops and goes "you're really pretty, you know that right" :((

anyways scary guard dog gf and ray of sunshine gf is my favorite trope EVERRRR

[slut4msby]

like you love me. oikawa tooru x reader

+ tags & warnings; slight angst, slight fluff

+ a/n; okok so i have had real bad writers block but heres this its alright but kinda rushed also i have been a little obsessed with the seijoh4 atm so expect more seijoh4 writings :3

"Tooru, do you really have to go?" you question, your gaze fixed on the floor. The thought of looking at your now ex-boyfriend pains you deeply. His presence stings, though you understand it wasn't his intention to hurt you. Both of you acknowledge that parting ways is for the best; he's pursuing his dream across the world, and you want nothing more than to be happy for him. Yet, the struggle to find that happiness within yourself is challenging.

"Y/N, please look at me, darling," Tooru pleads, tilting your chin to meet his gaze. "You know how much this hurts me too."

You do know. There's no denying how Oikawa feels right now, the difficulty he is facing. Maybe even more than you. You're aware that he will carry the weight of your heartbreak on his shoulders, blaming himself, even though you understand it's not his fault. He's simply pursuing the path that brings him joy, the one you've always encouraged him to take. You recognize Oikawa's potential for greatness and don't want to stop him.

"Stop looking at me like that," you retort bitterly, avoiding eye contact.

"Like what?" Oikawa inquires.

"Like you love me, Tooru."

The truth stings.

"But I do love you, N/N-chan."

"I don't want you to love me, Tooru. I want you to forget about me entirely. I don't want to be a lingering memory for you. All I'll do is hold you back. Tooru, I know you can achieve so much without me," you declare, your words accompanied by falling tears.

"Y/N," Tooru murmurs, his voice filled with a mixture of pain and longing.

“Bye Tooru.”

That was the last time you had spoken or even seen Tooru in almost ten years. You couldn’t deny you often thought of him. He was the best lover you have ever had. When you heard the news that Oikawa had started playing for the Argentina team, you couldn’t help but smile. Smile at all the things he could achieve without you, like you never happened. That's what you thought at least. However, it was the complete opposite. Tooru could only ever think of you. No matter how many women he dated or slept with he could only ever think of you.

He missed you.

He missed you like crazy, but he knew he couldn’t reach out. In the last five minutes he saw you, you practically told him you want nothing to do with him. Little did he realise that you eagerly waited for any form of contact from him. As time passed, regret overcame you for those words spoken to Tooru that night, playing like a broken record on your mind.

As you walked down the stadium halls, trailing behind Atsumu who was rambling about some nonsense story in preparation for the Japan vs. Argentina match. You walk past the Argentinian team’s locker room. You pause for a moment, as you catch yourself staring blankly at the door. The intensity of your gaze prompted Atsumu to halt mid-story, looking at you with concern.

“You good, N/N?” he asked

You nod, “yeah, let’s just keep going, Atsumu.”

You and Atsumu keep walking down the stadium halls. However, as you both move forward, you can’t shake off the lingering thoughts of the Argentinian team’s locker room and the memories associated with Tooru. 

As you continue navigating the maze of corridors, you spot a familiar figure walking towards you in conversation with another large muscular man. Your heart skips a beat when you realise it’s Tooru Oikawa. Time seems to freeze as you lock eyes with him.

Atsumu notices your change in attitude and follows your guide. His eyes widened in surprise, staring at the renowned setter. “Well if it ain’t Oikawa…” Atsumu mutters under his breath.

Oikawa doesn’t even acknowledge Atsumu as he takes a step forward towards you. “Y/N,” he says, his voice tainted with a mixture of surprise and longing.

You swallow hard, caught between the rush of emotions and the memories flooding back. “Tooru,” you respond, your voice barely above a whisper. The air becomes charged with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. “We were just getting on our way right, Atsumu?”

“Yeah.” Atsumu responded giving 

“Y/N-san, please just give me a minute.” Oikawa pleads.

“Sorry Tooru, we have somewhere to be…” He could tell you wanted to stay, to see him. He could see it in your face, he heard it in the way you spoke. You were still as beautiful as he remembered. He was still as in love with you as his 18 year old self was. Most people his age were having kids, getting married, and settling down. However, Oikawa couldn’t. He was still in love with his high school sweetheart, the woman who didn’t love him back, or so he thought.

The match progresses with both teams fiercely competing on the court. Your attention is divided between the game and the unresolved emotions stirred up by Oikawa's unexpected presence. As you sit on the bench, feverishly writing in your notebook just like you used to during his high school matches, memories flood back, and your heart feels a mix of nostalgia and anxiety.

Meanwhile, Oikawa can't help but steal glances at you from the court. The years have passed, but the feelings are still alive. Next to you sits his best friend, Hajime Iwaizumi, who senses the tension in the air and knows he needs to address the unresolved issues between you and Oikawa.

As the match reaches its climax, and the crowd roars with excitement, Hajime approaches you discreetly. "Hey, Y/N," he says, turning to you.

"What's up?" you ask, looking up from your notebook.

"Can you meet me outside the physio room after the match?" he requests. "I just need help with something."

"Of course, Hajime," you respond, offering a reassuring smile.

The match concludes, leaving the stadium buzzing with energy. You make your way to the agreed-upon meeting spot outside the physio room. As you approach, you don’t find Hajime standing there, rather Oikawa Tooru.

“Oh sorry, I was looking for Iwaizumi-san…” You mutter. Your gaze falling to the floor similar to the last conversation the two of you held.

“Oh uhm, me too…” Oikawa says nervously, an arm awkwardly scratching his neck. 

“You played well, Oikawa-san.” You plainly state, attempting to ease the discomfort.

"Oikawa-san?" he questions, a hint of hurt in his expression. The formality stings, a stark contrast to the intimacy you once shared.

"I just thought..." you begin, hesitating for a moment. "Things have changed, Tooru. We both have."

“I still love you Y/N-” Tooru blurts out. Immediately turning red. Fuck, fuck, fuck. “I-I didn’t mean to say that.”

Silence.

“I know you said you didn’t want me to love you, and you wanted me to forget and you and tha-” 

Tooru’s speech was cut off by your lips meeting his. The unexpected moment left him confused, but within seconds, the initial confusion turned into a reciprocated kiss. The kiss was filled with a range of emotions. The kiss was like an unspoken language that conveyed the complexity of your shared history and the unresolved feelings lingering between you.

“I love you too, Tooru. And I regret every one of those words that came out of my mouth. I haven’t stopped thinking of you, Tooru. no matter who I tried to replace you with, no one was you, Tooru.”

“Stop looking at me like that.” He giggled.

“Like what, I’m being sincere here!”

“Like you love me, darling~.” He teased as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Touché, Tooru. Touché.”

©slut4msby.

[notmyprey]

Give me all your Jay thoughts now hand em over 🔫

Okok, *inhales*

Firstly, I know Jay is almost always seen as stuborn prey, or needy prey, and just overall prey coded. BUT hear me out yall.

Jay as a pred would just be so so funny. He never stops moving and is constantly rubbing at his prey. He talks a lot and sometimes rambles about what he is currently thinking about to whoever he ate. Also, on the topic of him talking, Jay most likely talks to himself (I am almost certain this is cannon, too), meaning half the time the prey cant tell if he is talking to them or himself.

Also, as a first-time pred, the first person he eats is most likely because he has to keep them safe and stuff. But mind you, he is small, and I swear the first time he eats someone, he will nearly choke. After that, he gets better at it and likes it more, but because of how poorly that first time went, the rest of the ninja joke about it constantly.

On the flipside, most ppl know him as prey, so I'ma rant about that too.

Again, Jay. Does. Not. Stop. Moving. For the life of him, this man can not sit still. As such, he is kind of annoying to eat at first. Once they get used to it though its not as bad.

That also does mean that everyone who eats Jay on a constant basis and knows that he doesn't stop moving absolutely goes into full-blown panic when he does stop to sleep.

He also has a small habit of sending out bits of electricity when he sneezes, so if he is sick, everyone refuses to go near him. This makes him absolutely miserable, since all he wants to do is cuddle in a tum to feel better.

I also am a firm believer of Jay bringing the most random items in with him and the ninja spitting out a fricking bag of marbles or something weird a few days later. When asked, Jay just goes, "Oh! That's where that went, " grabs it, and leaves with no context.

So yes, beautiful bean. 👍

[31nightshade]

hi hi hih hi

uh please just ramble about Alt School Au (idk what to call it)

Idk I just wanna hear more about it and yeah, I dont have an exact question but like tell me more please I wanna hear about it

Jajaja okok!! I am so excited

I think alt school is amazing.

Ok in the beginning so when they are in high school the the main conflict is that they are in separate friend groups. Trying to take care of these two eggs together without angering their friends.

The tow hangout after school taking care of the eggs at first it was a strictly oh can you take care of the egg this day but it slowly turned into hey would you like to come over or do you want to go here.

They bonded over they're different music taste and fashion taste. They shop in the same stores they bump into each other sometimes. they keep on accidentally bumping into each other without the eggs and they start to genuinely become friends.

There friends find out eventually, they are not happy at first trying to stray them away from each other. But when they're proven they can't they stop and try to get along with each other.

Now college time

The major conflict is having to be away from each other for such a long time. And feeling like they're drifting apart because they aren't seeing each other everyday like they were.

Missa is going to a school 8 hours away to study music. And Phil is saying in town to study architecture.

It's the missing each other and not really seeing their feelings for each other. They're constantly walking to be toes around each other.

They finally meet again in the spring

That's when phil breaks he hates that missa so fare away but he understands that he has to be. He loves missa and he's tired of the denial that he doesn't. Missa reciprocates those feelings and talks about how he's been feeling about having to be far away himself.

They finally end up to gather .

Now married life

It's them being domestic adopting Chayanne and Tallulah or having who knows.

AND MISSA IS SCEAN AND PHIL IS GOTH THERES A BIG DIFFERENCE.

[angstyastro]

wait im new to mass effect and am romancing thane for hot dilf reasons pls tell me all about vakarios, i only ever see people talk about garrus not thane

Oh BOY anon you’ve got a big thing coming on my vakarios brain rot Okok SO sit back and lemme just word dump on you on why and how I just really love me vakarios so much:

SO first things first don’t get me wrong I am a huge sucker for thane/Shepard, garrus/Shepard and specifically thane/shepard/garrus because i have personal headcanons etc and my canon is always Shakarios BUT vakarios is my thane/garrus part of all this

I love the idea of garrus/thane realizing they have a lot of parallels to eachother and thane seeing a bit of himself in garrus:

Example:

Thane talks about being in battlesleep for 10 years after the death of his wife Irikah where he basically went on a revenge quest and killed everyone involved in her murder. He comes to realize he made a mistake in terms of not staying with Kolyat and ultimately revenge not giving him the fulfillment he needed.

Garrus can be labeled as a man who is going through his own battlesleep after Shepard dies. For 2 years he basically said fuck it and went to omega to “clean up” and seek Justice against the criminals that he couldn’t take down in c-sec. It’s implied that he was devastated after Shepard died no matter if fem/bro shep and then it just snowballs when he’s betrayed by Sidonis. Garrus falls into his own small form of battlesleep given you can’t really talk to him much as Shepard until he tells you about his revenge quest for a loyalty mission.

I like to see the Normandy crew in me2 as a ragtag group of people who come together and become something of a family so they all get to see the ugliest and best sides of eachother and I love the concept thane and garrus would become good friends based off being snipers at first but then relating over the histories they’ve had. Thane is able to relate to Garrus’s seeking of revenge and has a different perspective over it.

Now when you play as Shepard and you go the route of stopping him from killing Sidonis consider that you’re kind of replicating the whole thing that thane went through with Irikah. Irikah stepped in thane’s way to stop him from killing someone and Shepard is doing the same for garrus.

It’s not until after this that Garrus will begin to see things clearer and differently and I love the concept of both thane and garrus realizing they have so much in common. This also can happen if Sidonis is killed. Garrus may be filled with that void of it not really helping him solve anything. He killed him via battlesleep and is barely coming out of it with the help of Shepard and crew.

Another thing is Garrus isn’t a stranger to losing someone close to him because of illness. His mother becoming sick etc has him as one of the only people on the Normandy who would probably know how to care for and make things as relaxing/comfortable for someone going through something similar (thane w his keprals) and like consider them just bonding over this in general.

And last but not least thane and his dry fuckin humor would make him and Garrus really close.

All in all I am a fan of every ship/crackship/rarepair etc because It’s fun to pair characters so i know vakarios isn’t for everyone but hell it makes me happy and lots of possibilities for it so :3 thanks for letting me ramble anon.

[thatbigbisexual29]

Getting Pushed Off the High Horse (Haikyuu!!)

Soooooooooooo... hi everyone! It's been a while since I've posted a fic, and I deeply apologize! Life has been busy so hoping on the computer and writing is kind of a hard task, I'm sure some of you can relate. And don't worry, I'm still working on that lee!Hobie fic, but after that's posted I might stop with the Spiderverse fics for a while. I still love the movies, but I've ran out of tickle fic content for that certain fandom. So I'll try posting something new! Hence this fic! I've been a fan of Haikyuu for a while and started watching it again *shoves down at least 50 animes I've been putting on the back burner* Okok I've been rambling now, so here you go! Enjoy! :3

“Hell yeah! That spike was even better than my last one! Eat my dust Akaashi! Woo!” was what Bokuto was currently shouting at his teammate.

It was very uncaptain-like, but his friends knew him well to know that this was a common occurrence. Whenever the team practiced together, Bokuto’s gloating personality shone. Akaashi didn’t mind the showboating, he honestly didn't. But today was not the day.

First, he woke up 30 minutes late to school, had to make up an exam in his first period, spilled his lunch all over himself, read a passage wrong in his English class and got laughed at, found out he failed that first period exam, got a C on another exam, got fussed at for sleeping in class, and accidentally packed his dirty uniform rather than a clean one for practice, so he stunk really bad. Out of all the days the gods wanted to test him, this was the day. And Bokuto was no help. In fact, he was the one that caused Akaashi to spill his lunch. He apologized… but not after he cackled like a lunatic! He even threatened to make ‘soup crotch’ his new nickname. A ‘don’t you fucking dare’ look ended that threat quick and Bokuto even offered some clean clothes he had. Which was surprising since… well, since it’s Bokuto. 

And now, after that extra mean spike Bokuto just served, Akaashi’s anger was near its boiling point. He glared at his captain from the other side of the next, wanting so badly to wipe that smug smirk off of his stupid face. Bokuto caught on and had some shit to talk.

“Oooh, is someone mad he can’t block my spikes? You should have gotten used to it by now~ Isn't losing to me your strong point? Since you’ve been losing to me ever since we met, I thought you would have rolled over and accepted your fate already~” Bokuto purred, snickering when Akaashi’s glare grew sour. The ravenette responded with a quick, “Shut up, owl.”

“Don’t let him get in your head!” Konoha shouted. Akaashi shook his head and tried to focus. But today’s events just kept piling up every time he looked at Bokuto’s stupid, annoying face. He took a deep breath in and exhaled in an attempt to calm himself. As soon as these practices were over, he could go home. He just wanted to go home.

Washio served the ball and the game was in motion. After the back and forth tosses, Bokuto took his stand.

“Pass it to me!” he called. Akaashi kept eyes on his friend, watching the ball spin in the air towards him. He watched as the ace readied himself then ran to the net, Akaashi right in front of him. They jumped at the same time, Akaashi ready to block. Bokuto had a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, one his best friend could spot a mile away. Then, there was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

“Take THIS, soup crotch!!!” Bokuto’s scream echoed across the gym as the sound of the ball slamming on the court followed suit. When they landed, Akaashi struck. He immediately ducked under the net and tackled the older boy to the court. Surprised, Bokuto let out an undignified squeal before bursting into maniacal laughter. He guarded his head as Akaashi attempted to collide his fists to the other’s shitty hair. He wasn’t trying to seriously injure, he would never go that far, but a few bruises wouldn’t kill the ace.

“I! Told! You! To! Shut! Up!” Akaashi growled between blocked hits. Bokuto just laughed and laughed as he grabbed Akaashi’s wrists and held them up.

“Hahaha! Looks like soup crotch can’t take the teeeasiiiing~” Bokuto just had to keep it up. Akaashi’s eyes burned bright with a murderous fire. Without knowing what else to do, Akaashi ripped his arms from Bokuto’s grip and shoved them into his armpits. That probably wasn’t the best idea since his pits were extremely sweaty, and because Bokuto decided to show everyone his best rodeo bull impression.

Bokuto proceeded to shoot his arms to his sides and hug his chest, cackling hysterically as his friend attacked a particularly bad spot. Their teammates watched on with exasperated yet understanding smiles. And plus, they didn’t dare intervene. Not when Akaashi’s face looked like he was happily skinning his prey alive.

“Yeah, yeah! Nothin’ to say now, huh? Huh? You were all big talk not one second ago, where did that talk go? Where did it go Bokuto?! You shut up real quick when someone gets a few tickles in, don’tcha? Come on, tease me again! One more jab, one more mock, one more word I dare you!” Akaashi bellowed with a sadistic smile on his face. Bokuto howled with mirth as he rocked side to side, kicking his feet to try and lessen the tickly feeling somehow.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! A-AKAASHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA! EHEEHEEHEE- GAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” screamed Bokuto. He could never handle tickles well, his friends knew this. Even a squeeze to his side would send him through the roof. But this was plain ol’ mean. Akaashi knew his weak spots better than anyone, and how to tickle just right so Bokuto ends up crying.

“Oh nuh-uh! You deserve this, you bastard! How are you able to read the court, but not your friend?! Why do you have to be so. Damn. Annoying?!” Akaashi growled as he now focused on Bokuto’s ribs, alternating between his massaging technique and his clawing technique. The poor ace finally managed to roll onto his stomach, but somehow, not being able to block out the tickles from behind made him even more ticklish. 

“REEHEEHEEHEEEEE!! AKA-AKAAHAHAHAHAHAHASHI! SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARRY! I’M SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARRY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IT'S JUST- BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IT’S SOHOHOHOHOHOHO EHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEASYYYYY! REEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEE!” Bokuto cried. He attempted to crawl away, but Akaashi kept him down by laying his shin over the small of his back. The rest of the Fukurodani team, who decided to take a water break since this might take a minute, laughed from the sidelines.

“Oh my god, he sounds like Scooby Doo!” One of them remarked. The others cracked up even louder, joined their voices with Bokuto’s in the echoing gym. Akaashi himself couldn’t stop himself from smiling earnestly either. Bokuto was a dummy, that fact wasn’t to be argued with. But at least he was a loveable dummy. Even when he’s more aggravating than sin. All the teases and jabs he made to Akaashi were all friendly. He didn’t have a sinister bone in his body. He probably thought that he was cheering up the setter, so no harm was truly intended. Such a moron, Akaashi thought to himself.

“Apologize! Or else!” Akaashi demanded, pausing the tickling and placing his hand on the back of Bokuto’s thigh. Bokuto flipped himself on his back with a panicked scream.

“I’M SORRY!!!! I’m sorry for calling you soup crotch! And for making you spill the soup! And for hitting those nasty spikes! Please please please please have mercy Akaashi!” Bokuto begged. Akaashi smirked and stood up, putting his hands on his hips.

“That’s right dumbass. Learn to cheer your friend up in different ways.” Akaashi was about to walk away when he felt Bokuto’s weak hand clasp his shorts. The ace panted heavily and gulped a few times, wanting to say something but unable to get it out just yet. Akaashi rolled his eyes fondly and waited.

“Aka- *gulp* Akaashi… *pant pant pant* Let’s stop by a store… *pant pant* and get… *gulp* meat buns? I’ll *pant* pay…!” Bokuto asked. The setter looked at him surprised, then smiled and nodded.

“That’s fine with me. Now get up and drink something before you pass out.” He pulled the ace to his feet and pushed him towards the bench. After practice, Bokuto kept to his word and bought them each five meat buns from a local convenience store. Akaashi didn’t need that much, but it was the thought that counts. He reflected back on today while walking home with Bokuto, who wouldn’t stop talking, and smiled. Eh, today wasn’t so bad, he thought. 

[akiology]

SOULMATES AU W/ AKECHI DHWKBH,LDKH3LCKWHQ,3J

author-chan~ please give me some hc of akechi in soulmates au

or you can post this and have one of ur anons give some cute ideas to send u

>////< pretty plsss

HMMMMMMM i am going to make this as a part of my ramblings series, since this is more of an open discussion or sumn . .therefore theres no structure to this whole post and i apologize </3 but if you want me to make an official headcanons version of this, feel free to send another ask!

NOW FIRST LETS TALK ABOUT HOW THE SOULMATES ARE CONNECTED... i've seen alot of versions of the soulmates trope such as: having a tattoo of the first thing your soulmate says to you, red string trope, seeing colors trope, dreams trope...

personally . . my absolute favorite is the colors one . . . SO I WILL GO WITH THAT FOR MY IDEA

okok but what if. . . WHAT IF . .. the soulmates also passes on to the personas . . . like as i have mentioned before loki has a wife named sigyn.. . . WELL robin hood has a lover named marian so . . . ASDASDASD i am not suggesting s/o to be a wildcard (or to be strictly female, we have characters like brown from p1 having a persona of the opposite gender, and p3 femc having a genderbent orpheus), but im just saying both of akechi's personas technically have a partner so .. . just an interesting thought ehehehehehe

I would like to believe that Goro was a cheerful child, and I feel like he was very excited to see his soulmate. But as life goes on, his view on soulmates altogether soured. Goro has seen how his mother's soulmate treated her, and his scum-of-the-earth father would gladly discard his soulmate just for power, so Goro sees soulmates as a weakness more than anything. He wishes his world to be forever grayscale.

However, as he continues mingling with the leader of the Phantom Thieves, he eventually met everyone else, including you. The first time, it was a speck of color. If he was not paying attention he would have missed it. But he swears he started seeing the color of his coffee for a few seconds, and when he blinked it was gone again. Back to his monochrome world.

And he swears for the first time, he became afraid.

I feel like Goro would put up walls around you, and a door, and some locks, and a gate, and an electric fence. Basically he is just very secretive and evasive when it comes to you. If ever there was a moment where the both of you were left alone, he would quickly shut down any ideas of you starting a conversation. Every time it happens, you were disappointed. Every time he does it, he feels his heart break a little.

When he sees your Persona for the first time... He feels a lot of things. Guilt, anger, sadness... Guilt because you were stuck with him, anger because it felt like the world was making fun of him, and sadness because... he fears he will let you down, or end up like his father sent from hell. Of course, if you gave him a chance, Goro would do his absolutely best. But he feels like his family line is a big jinx, so he decides that for your happiness he will not pursue you.

But you just had to be persistent, huh?

And slowly, the world started becoming colorful. It was like your warmth was seeping through the cracks of his barely-working heart, and he shouldn't want this, but he does. He wants to one day be able to wake up, and the first he sees is your bright smile. He wants to leave work, and you'll stop him on his way out because he forgot his lunch. He wants to go home and hear you greeting him as he puts away his shoes. He wants the late-night talks, the long walks on the park, the cuddle sessions on the couch, the play dates, the jazz dates....

But when has Goro Akechi ever gotten what he wanted?

[silverstream39]

Akito w/ a S/o who has a quiet voice

Characters shown: Akito Shinonome

OKOK!!!! ILL STOP WITH THE QUIET HEADCANONS, JUST THIS ONE TIME!! I got this idea randomly and I don’t wanna miss out on it bc I actually have inspiration.

♪ | Akito

• Being completely honest, he was PROBABLY annoyed at the fact that your voice was really quiet. With him, he’d probably lean in and be like ‘speak up???’

• it’ll most likely take him some time to actually get used to it, but being with Kohane, he already has some experience with people who are quiet

• Don’t totally think of him like I mentioned before tho, it might take him some time to get used to you and not be annoyed, but he genuinely cares about what you wanna say

• Once he actually gets the hang of it, he’d be the type of person to get pissed over someone not being able to hear you or getting mad over it (NO HE DID NOT GET ANNOYED WHEN YOU FIRST MET HIM, TOTALLY!!!)

• Even though you weren’t the type of person he’d really want to talk to at first, he began to grow fond of you the more he talked to you

• He also doesn’t mind leading conversations, trust me, I’m sure he’s had many situations like this before

• Honestly, like before, he didn’t really picture dating someone like as quiet as you were, but now that he is he thinks it’s actually nice. He loves to ramble on about music while you just listen, he really likes it when people care about what he wants to say

• He also notices when you start to warm up to him, he may not bring it up but it’s nice to see that you still wanna be around him when he was a little mean at first

• He also will genuinely hate it if someone forces you to speak up or talk, I mean, MAYBE he did that once or twice, but character development right?? Anyways, he won’t be afraid to punch someone in the face if they do so.. OR.. just tell them to knock it off

• (If he gets too serious you might be the one to Akito knock it off😭)

[collegetennisoriginstory]

OK. UM. first of all, hiiii! <3 ok lemme just gush a lil bit:

1. I LOVE UR FIC OHMYGOD HOLY SHIIIIIIIT

2. god, i don't even have the slightest idea of how tennis works, but this is just so????? like?????? you know. and i kinda get how the play goes?? YOU'RE AN AMAZING WRITER GOSH.

3. i actually remembered most of the characters?? considering there's a lot of em, this is practically a miracle. again, you're goddamn amazing. i dont know how. maybe the pace is great, but definitely THE CHARAS ALL HAVE PERSONALITY/DEPTH??? like, i actually even remembered the side charas!!! mike, thalia, diego, felix, that cool ass girl in that shooting game, etc. umh just perfecto.

4. THE TENNIS MATCHES ALL FEEL SO SATISFYING!!! <3333333 omg. i feel like WUOOOOOH u know. i feel so cool playing a cool talented mc omg im loving it (i play a i-win-everything type of mc becuz im a perfectionist with a fear of failure) the matches me on edge in my seat oh gosh <3 and when u win it somehow just go WOOOOOOOH again!!! AAAAAA<3

5. aw, and of course, my beloved rivals to lovers rayyan <3333 *sigh* the slowburn.... (hes actually my first & only one. i go: ohhh tension!?!? and make a run for it. um, if it's ok to ask, is there a lot of content in the romance area as of now or in the future? like, replayability in terms of romance? im sorry if this is rude, i didnt mean to, i suck at words & i wont ask that again.)

6. FOUND FAMILY YAY! FOUND FAMILY YAY! <33333 (we genuinely lack those in the if community pls.) soulmates w/ sam. ride or die diego. very reluctant ride or die G (imma be honest, his name is just so hard so my head for some reason just go Guacamole 😭). aww tobin u very big cinammon roll ill protect u. shenanigans. & others too many to name honestly.

7. help this is just so good i had to force myself to sleep at 3am for a 7am lecture and i sat in the front rows and i put my head on the table and the fricking professor called me out ohmygod- BUT IT WAS WORTH IT GODDAMN!! ILL DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO! HA! i cant wait for the next update- i'm gonna have this fic in my head for the next week oh pls noooooo. (no pressure tho. u do u author! take ur time!!! ill be here to support u, whoo!)

8.ALL IN ALL, I LOVE IT I LOVE THIS I LOVE EVERYONE I LOVE YOU AUTHOR *runs over & hug you w/ consent* <333333333333

ok. um. that's not it but if i continue it's literally gonna be an essay so i'll stop.

author. i will die for this fic. ahaahahahah. if i may ask, what's ur fav IFs? (i really, really love this one so im kinda hoping maybe u have similar taste in IFs eheh. again, im sorry if this comes as rude or insensitive.) oh uh & if my long rambles bother u, i won't send it again sorry.

<333 okok. take care of urself, dont forget to eat healthy, drink water & good sleep. have a nice day :D

Wait. I think I might have missed replying to this I am so sorry!!! It gave me so so much joy. Maybe I subconsciously did not want it to leave my inbox haha.

1. And 2 -> THANK YOU!

3. Gosh this is such a great thing to hear. There are a looot of characters, and I definitely worry sometimes that it gets to be too much, but I think the IF is getting long enough for me to give enough-ish screentime to each character... though it takes me a while to cycle back to different side characters. I cant believe you remembered the cool ass girl in laser tag! :)

4. AWESOME to hear! 🥰

5. Yup, being a character driven IF, there will be a lot of romance (or friendship) beats / moments in the IF (which is already true now). The next couple of chapters will follow the same mix of sports, school and romance / hanging out, so you should already have a sense of how much romance there'll be (it'll just keep unfolding / developing for each of the RO routes!)

6. Hehe found family is my fave trope to insert in stories as well.

7. Hahaha aww oh no fictional college life is catching up to your real college life!!

8. HUG YOU BACK (with consent)!!🤗🤗

[firstdivisiongirl]

okay im way too shy to say this off anon but ive been highkey lowkey stalking your blog and your vibes??? Immaculate. 100/10. you seem like a very Good and Safe person to be around and i look at some of the stuff you post/write and go ':] heehee this is enjoyable :]]]'

okok stalkerish ramblings aside, i do have a request, if youre comfortable with it!! could you write a ficlet/mini-fic (whatever term you'd like to use theres so many :,3) about a sanji x transmasc!reader?

basically reader is afab and has been dating sanji for a while now, but has just recently come to the realization that they are actually more comfortable/happy being referred to as a man!! obviously, they are scared of what sanjis going to think, especially because hes, well. respectfully, because sanjis Like That. but!!! but eventually they gather the courage to come out and tell him, and then you can write sanjis reaction(s) however you'd like!!! admittedly id like it to be fluffy, but if you want it to be angtsy then feel free to make it so <3<3

okok sorry for the wall of text uhh have a good day and take your time please 💗💞💗

Hi! Thank you so so much! I’m happy you really love my blog and vibes. Don’t feel shy. I’d love to meet you. You can totally DM if you ever want to talk or anything. I’d love to hear from you. This was fun to write and it took me so long because I wanted to make sure it was perfect for such a big fan of mine. I hope you like it and you enjoy this. Can’t wait to hear from you in the future.

The Real Me (Sanji x Trans man reader)

If there was one person you could talk to, it’d be your boyfriend Sanji.  He was the sweetest, even when being sweet to all the other women in the world.  But this time, that was the problem.  Sanji treated women so respectfully, while men not so much.  And you felt more comfortable with being a man than a woman.  You were afraid to tell Sanji this because you were afraid he’d hate you and break up with you.  You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him, but you also wanted to be referred to as a man. Everytime you thought you could tell Sanji, you’d see his face and get nervous.

One day, you decided it was time.  You walked down to the kitchen early that morning.  You looked through the porthole window.  His ocean eyes sparkled with excitement as he stirred ingredients in an old pot or chopped veggies.  The smile on his face reminded you of one of the many reasons you fell in love with him.  You were starting to fear this talk, but you knew you had to.  You bursted in a cold sweat, but walked into the kitchen.  “Oh hello Y/N swan,” Sanji cheerfully said, “what’s my lovely girlfriend doing up and about so early?”

You sighed, “About that Sanji.  I don’t feel comfortable with that.”

Sanji’s face lost all color, “what do you mean?  Are you breaking up with me?  Do you hate me?  Is this mosshead’s fault?”

You grabbed his shoulders trying to get him to breathe.  “No Sanji,” You said nervously, “I love you!  I don’t want to break up at all.  I just don’t feel comfortable as a girl.  I feel more comfortable being called a man.”

Sanji looked at you.  He paused for a second to process everything.  You were getting really scared.  Finally, he smiled.  “Ok.  I understand.  If you prefer being referred to as a man, I’m happy to do so because I love you.  How long have you felt this way?”

You looked down at the ground, “a while.  I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

Sanji caressed your right cheek causing you to look at him.  You saw nothing but love and admiration in his eyes.  “I understand,” he started, “you were nervous.  But I’ll love you no matter if you were a man, woman, fish, whatever.  Just know that you can come to me with anything and I’ll never stop loving you.”  He kissed you softly.  You finally felt at ease.  You helped him finish cooking breakfast.

Everyone started coming into the kitchen ready for breakfast.  When everyone sat down, he got everyone’s attention. “So everyone before we start eating,” he said, grabbing your hand, “I’d like you all to meet my boyfriend, Y/N.”  It was weird for him to introduce you to the crew because they all knew you, but it made sense.  Now, they got to meet the real you.

Please do not copy, modify, translate, or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs or likes are highly appreciated!

[asksidon]

Okok so let’s say that his SO has had a bad day. It is either a bad day at work, issues with friends, or whatever it is for sure is causing them to be in such a bad mood that they snap at Sidon over every minor inconvenience. What would Sidon do to: 1. Get their SO to talk about what is making them anxious, and 2. To make them feel better and relieve some stress.

The plan was to go shield surfing on a big hill a ways out from the Domain. You know Sidon suggested it to get your mind off your stress, but you halfheartedly agreed to go.

Sidon is already carrying both of your shields, while you carry a small backpack with a few things in it - water, elixir, snacks, and a few books just in case you camp out for a while as you tend to do when Sidon is itching to get away. He tried to carry the bag, too, but you wouldn't let him. You swerve away when he moves to try and take it from you. "I've got it," you say more harshly than you meant to.

And so it goes on for the rest of the hike to your destination. After the third time (a branch that tripped you up, causing you to snap at him again when he asked if you were okay), you can tell he is trying hard to hold his tongue. You take a deep breath but say nothing. The closer you wish you could be to him, the farther away you feel. And you don't know how to fix it.

"Maybe it would have been better if we stayed back in the Domain," you say quietly. "I have a lot of things I need to do."

"Not much farther to go," he assures you. "But if you really want to head back, I suppose we can." You can tell by his voice that he is holding back from something. Frustration? Sadness? Probably both. You don't say anything.

"Come." He changes direction for a small plain where you can take the shade under a tree for a while. "I feel like a rest," he says, but you have a feeling he's doing this for your benefit. He would deny it if you challenged him, so all you can do is follow.

You throw your bag down and grudgingly sit on the grass. Sidon pretends not to notice and examines a patch of small purple flowers peeking out of the green. He plucks one and offers it to you. You feel your stubborn exterior crumbling as he begins digging through the bag for the snacks. "Snacks fix anything," he once said, but he is silent now. He seems to understand that maybe you don't want to be fixed. And somehow, that makes you feel better.

As you spin the stem of the small flower in your fingers, the guilt comes. Aside from an occasional sigh, he has not given much indication of his own feelings. But then, he rarely does, even with you. That bothers you sometimes. "I'm sorry," you say. "I know I'm not much company lately."

He pulls an apple from the bag but only looks at it. He sets everything aside as he looks at you. "I don't expect you to entertain me, Y/N. I am an adult . . . most of the time." He smiles. "I can keep myself busy and generally require no supervision. If you ever don't feel like doing something that I suggest, you only have to tell me."

His eyes sparkle as the humor returns to them. You want to joke about the lack of supervision, but you're not quite ready yet. You do find, however, that you feel ready to tell him what's been bothering you. You start from the beginning, tell him everything, and he goes quiet while he listens.

“I know I should have told you all of this earlier,” you finish. “I don’t know why I didn’t. I guess it’s hard to think about. But I’m thinking about it anyway.” You realize you’re rambling and stop, and he places his hand over your own.

“Do you want to go home?” he asks you, but you shake your head. Not because you worry about disappointing him, but after all, you’ve realized you’d rather spend the day with him than be cooped up on your own.

“I’m ready to surf. And I think you do need some supervision,” you tease. “Remember, you ran into that tree last time and stirred up a Bokoblin camp while you were at it.”

He chuckles at the memory, his cheeks coloring faintly. “I had hoped never to be reminded again. Not one of my finer moments.”

“It was adorable, once I was sure you were okay, and after we made quick work of our assailants.” You grin as you stand and pick up your backpack, tucking the tiny flower into one of the pockets. “Let’s go!”