#only friends additional info

[lurkingteapot]

when we wonder how political shows wíll get, folks tend to think along the lines of, like, are they gonna tackle freedom of the press? defamation laws? equal marriage? corruption? gender equality? and then here's only friends ep 1, and Cheuam comes in with this absolutely sick burn--

pm 2.5? yeah, air pollution, it was really bad this year, people sued the then-PM over it.

covid? We know. We know. (killed ~35000 people in Thailand directly according to WHO stats and ruined millions of lives because of the economic dip due to the tourism slump, and fuck knows how many more severely impaired by long covid or other covid-related issues)

But radioactive cesium?? surely … oh.

have some international headlines:

nyt - bloomberg - abc.net.au - cnn.com

and here's the whole sordid saga in Bangkok Post Headlines

Radioactive caesium missing from power plant (2023-03-14) Missing radioactive tube sparks concern (2023-03-15) Search yields no sign of radioactive hazard tube (2023-03-16) No tube in truck, guard tells cops (2023-03-19) Steel melting plant closed, hazardous isotope detected (2023-03-20) Caesium-contaminated factory dust now safely contained (2023-03-20) Toxic dust contained at steel plant (2023-03-21) Caesium concerns remain, says Greenpeace (2023-03-21) Prayut says no risk from furnace dust (2023-03-22) Radiation 'poses no threat' to local food produce (2023-03-23) Prachin Buri people demand probe into caesium disappearance (2023-03-23) Sick kids prompt 'urgent' tube probe (2023-03-25) Locals urge action over caesium saga (2023-03-28) Lack of plan for radioactive dust worries experts (2023-04-05)

so I think if we want to speculate just how political Jojo's gonna get with this? the answer is "yes, and"

[todayinmagicalgirlhistory]

hii, i saw you post on floral demons and tried to research further but found it hard to get anything thats not fandom/video game related... do you have any good sources i could look at? maybe on connecting with them, the different types of floral demons, etc- floral demons seem pretty good for what im looking for in a spirit companion, but id like to look into it more before i just jump into it. absolutely no pressure ofc, but id really appreciate it!!

Floral demons are a species I organically ran into in the astral so the only resources I have for you is the post I made. I only used that gif from Hell's Paradise because the Tensen had a similar vibe to those spirits. I only ever add any additional resources like mythology and shows/books when they are available here in the physical like in my selkies, kitsune and banshee posts.

Sorry OTL that's why I put the disclaimer at the beginning of the floral demon post that said "Unlike my previous posts, this is all based on my own UPG and not a post that’s divided into known lore surrounding the species and then my personal experience working with them."

If you're newer to spirit work and companionship, I suggest starting with dandelion and daisy demons and I think crocus demons as well, but I really lean towards dandelion and daisy demons. They're very chill and don't have as much of a negative reputation as the floral demons that garnered their negative reputation to start with. I would put clover demons under this category as well.

Cherry blossom demons are also good but I will also say that they can be a bit private so they can be a bit hard to run into. I only met some cherry blossom demons after a crocus demon friend I made introduced me to some.

Rose demons are a bit in the middle - you'll find it hard running into black rose demons organically, I have only ever met 3 (and that's because of their social status as being more delegated to body guards and such) so giving the heads up there as well!

Again like I said in my info post, I would stay completely clear of lotuses, camellias and irises until you're very experienced with interacting with floral demons and used to their energy.

And if you go to areas with a high populaion of floral demons, I would stay in public locations. Think the library (really beautiful btw) or the schools, which are open to the public for tours.

I hope this additional info can help you out, anon!

[dreamedofyou]

[devils-yui]

Reposting this from a friend bc I think it is VERY important to know of this, and for immigrants, and other possible victims of the ICE Raids happening right now

Here’s to also a very huge edit, from the list of very helpful people who have been reblogging and providing more info.

I’m not as well informed but I will be relaying the information and tagging each person who added onto this post:

@onthedriftinthetardis -

The phone number in the first photo is ONLY for Orange County, California!

Look up your local ACLU affiliate here

@6feetunderwater -

It always makes me nervous to see a reporting phone number passed around without any links to verify it, so the number in the first pic can be found on the site for the Orange County Rapid Response Network, which is "an interconnected system of non-profit and grassroots organizations, civil rights attorneys, law school clinics, and individuals working together to respond to dehumanizing immigration enforcement activities and policies in Orange County"

@geekerypeekery -

The second warrant is not fake, but is an administrative rather than judicial warrant, and has no constitutional authority to bypass Fourth Amendment protections - in other words, it does not entitle the bearer to enter and search your home. It simply authorizes agents of the issuing department to contact you. Always ask to see the warrant before opening your door!

In addition to the ACLU links, try contacting the National Immigration Law Center https://www.nilc.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/Warrants-Subpoenas-Facts.pdf

@american-anger -

The phone number listed here is specific to Orange County in California, but you can look up other California counties here:

CALIFORNIA RAPID RESPONSE NETWORKS

@beaniebaneenie -

Unpleasant reminder: within 100 miles of the border (which is home to 200 million people and virtually all major cities in the US), ICE does not need a warrant to enter your home, your car, to search anything, or even to arrest you.

You are not automatically safe just because they don't have a real warrant.

The best and safest thing you can do is learn to have escape routes- quick ways to get out of the house or area you're in if you find out ICE or CBP are around. Those of us who do have documentation? Time for us to step the fuck up.

Film any interaction. Every interaction. If you're able, step into the conversation and be a Karen/Kyle- weaponize your privilege for Good. If you get asked about people? Use positive but vague statements so you a) cannot be caught in a lie, and b) do not give any information away.

"I don't know them that well, but I don't tend to socialize much. They seem great to me."

"I can't remember the last time I saw them."

"Maybe they speak another language, I can't remember details. But I picked up Duolingo during the pandemic and tons of other people did too."

"I'm not sure."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Even if you're somewhere the 100-mile Exception doesn't apply and a warrant is in fact needed? I don't expect ICE and CBP to play by the rules for long, if at all. I fully expect this to get ugly, and fast.

Cheeto has already declared an emergency of national security at the border, and is mobilizing the military to have jurisdiction over a huge swath of the country. It's essentially tantamount to martial law. And it's only been four days.

Gear up for a long, hard fight. This is gonna be a marathon, not a sprint.

— I am leaving all of this as an edit because on the off chance someone does find the posts that have these people specifically reblogging, I don’t want it to be too late. So I’m comprising it all here

Here are a few other people’s reblogs I thought were important:

Thank you @onthedriftinthetardis @6feetunderwater @geekerypeekery @american-anger @beaniebaneenie @bunnychiffon @dubiouslynamed @trisockatops @witchy-disaster for contributing and helping me make this a more well-informed post. Thank you so much

[dont-look-at-me-u-u]

yo my bad i did NOT mean to add that much text to the last two i guess i needed more words to describe it that i thought 😭

[2boot]

Today let’s play

Guess the show based on my sister’s description!!!

Please keep in mind my husband guessed this in one.

It has a guy like Will Farrell but it’s not Will Farrell. I think he has a moustache

It’s a comedy and I thought it was a movie but it’s a show.

My friend’s mom was watching it that one time

I think it’s about fire or speed or something

Good Luck!

[fromevertonow]

Suzanne Collins is one of the few contemporary writers who realizes the importance of names in her stories and the significance they bear. They add so many layers to the story, additional meanings that otherwise would not have existed.

The original trilogy:

Katniss: named after a plant of which you can eat the roots. Her father taught her where to find it and told her that “as long as you can find yourself, you’ll survive” (quote may be a little bit off, but it’s from one of the early chapters in THG). Additionally, the leaves are in the shape of an arrowhead, referencing her skills with the bow which her father also taught her how to use.

Peeta: literally bread lmao. But bread is one of the basic nutritions humans need, a little bit goes a long way to keep you alive. Peeta’s presence in Katniss’s life also kept her alive, literally and figuratively—the burned bread he threw her in the flashback and their complicated relationship.

Primrose: a plant with medicinal purposes, even more significant in light of her work as a medic in Mockingjay.

Gale: literally means “strong wind” and considering that in every encounter with Katniss he’s caused some reaction, he pulls her into directions she maybe initially doesn’t want to go in. Additionally, his name also represents his determination and steadfastness in his beliefs.

TBOSAS

Lucy Gray: named after William Wordsworth’s poem “Lucy Gray” which is about the titular character of the poem who got lost during a blizzard. She literally got lost in snow. Rachel Zegler sang this poem in two parts on the original soundtrack of the movie. When Snow asked who the girl in the song is, Lucy answers that she’s a mystery, just like her.

Snow: aside from the obvious snow references, I think his name is most significant in relation to Lucy and the poem. The only one who knows what caused her disappearance is Snow. He is the reason that Lucy is gone. But her traces in the snow are still visible. He will always remember her because the memory of Lucy has manifested itself in every part of his life.

Coriolanus: named after the Roman general (and also the titular character of Shakespeare’s play), Coriolanus wanted to attack Rome and become its ruler. He was scorned and celebrated by the people, only to be later exiled from the city by them. In TBOSAS, Coriolanus is the star pupil at the Capitol’s academy but sent into exile to the districts after he won the Games with Lucy through cheating.

Volumnia: Coriolanus mother who played a part in his ascent to power. In TBOSAS, she almost serves like a mentor to Coriolanus, teaching him how to think in terms of power.

(Edit) Sejanus: a roman soldier who was betrayed by the roman emperor Tiberius, just like the future president betrayed him.

(Edit) Plinth: got this info from here, but it was too good not to include here. A plinth is a base for a statue or vase to stand on. After Sejanus’s death, all of the Plinth fortune was given to Snow for being such a good to friend him. It was this money that skyrocketed the Snow family from poverty to filthy rich. The Plinth money was the foundation upon which Snow built his power.

There are so many other names that have historical (mostly Roman and Greek) connotations—Plutarch, Seneca, Cinna—but also regular names like Trinket and Beetee bear meanings that represent the character beautifully.

Names are important. For any lover of literature or (aspiring) writers, please look closely at them. They can shape your story into something unique.

Feel free to correct me if I’ve said something wrong. I know there are many names missing, but I can only add so many examples ✊🏻😔

[pomefioredove]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ friends forever

summary: a beaded competition for yuu's affections type of post: drabbles characters: all students additional info: platonic or romantic, gender neutral reader, reader is yuu, based on an ask I got a while ago, fluffy, predictable sappy ending

Word travels fast at Night Raven College.

Gossip, secrets, whispers exchanged in the darkened halls, from student to professor, to professor to ghost, to student again.

The Ramshackle Prefect was beaming, bright as the dawn itself on Monday morning, a string of blue plastic beads on one arm. They seldom smiled so much, and for good reason- but Monday, they were glowing, holding out their wrist, and telling anyone who would listen about the gift their "best friend" had given them. It was an enthralling sight.

Deuce Spade, the poor, sweet boy, had become patient zero.

Word travels faster at Night Raven College when it's about the Prefect.

Deuce Spade had claimed title of best friend with a string and sixteen translucent plastic beads, something that made Ace Trappola itch. He didn't care! He didn't! Of course, he stayed up all night, trying and failing and trying again, to tie the tiny knot on a black-and-red beaded bracelet. But that didn't mean he cared!

It's on your arm, right above Deuce's, on Tuesday.

"Thank you, Ace!" you had smiled, announcing it to the entire unbirthday party. "You really are my best friend!"

Ace looked over his shoulder to smugly grin at his dormmates. "Aww, this old thing? It's nothing, just thought your wrist looked a little lonely with only one,"

It was a rather strange sight: the housewarden of Heartslabyul, his scepter and crown set to the side, his back hunched as he strung black, red, and gold beads over his desk that night. Riddle Rosehearts marched over to you first thing in the morning, set his bracelet in your waiting palm, and marched away, his face redder than his hair.

Trey Clover had forgotten all about homework, promising Deuce two week's worth of dish duty in exchange for beads and string. Forest green and black. He was too shy to give it to you himself, and left it at your doorstep in a basket of tea leaves and leftover tart. It smells of vanilla.

Cater Diamond made sure to snap a pic of his bracelet on your arm, black, red, and orange beads, with his and your initials right next to each other. "#BFFs #besties"

His Magicam story was viewed over 6,000 times.

...Mostly by the same people, over and over.

Ruggie Bucchi had a different take on the situation. See, he didn't have the kinda cash to spend on beads and string and fancy charms, and so you wore a striking dandelion crown to your classes on Thursday morning.

Jack Howl braided you a simple, brown-stringed band to wear on your wrist or ankle or wherever you liked it. You had told him you loved it, rumor said.

Then, all came to a halt.

Word spread that Leona Kingscholar had tried gifting you an expensive, golden-beaded bracelet from his home, (one that would haven taken up half your forearm), and you had refused it. You couldn't possibly accept such a nice gift, you said.

You would, as it seemed, only accept handmade friendship bracelets.

Kalim al-Asim kept Jamil Viper up all night, weaving and unweaving, beading and unbeading, doing and redoing and redoing again, until he had perfected your friendship bracelet in all colors of the rainbow. Little did he know that Jamil had already given you one that afternoon. It smelled of spices, giving away the fact that he had made it in between cooking meals.

Azul Ashengrotto told his staff he was taking a morning off to study, went to the beach, and collected shells in every shape and color. He strung them on black fishing line, and smiled as he gave them to you, free of charge. "Just something to remember me by when I'm away," he said, his face redder than it felt.

Floyd Leech had started one, but became bored of the tedious beading after ten minutes and decided to dedicate his next basketball win to you instead. Jade Leech finished it, and, while his brother was distracted, lined the teal-and-black striped beads with mushroom-shaped charms.

Vil Schoenheit never half-asses anything, friendship bracelet or not. He would do most anything to hear those sweet words of thanks on your lips (not that he'd admit it), even if that means taking hours out of his busy schedule to dye white yarn in wine and weave it with his gilded initials and red, bejeweled hearts. He likes seeing himself on you.

Rook Hunt, ever the nonconformist, fashions you a necklace out of broken bow strings and an arrowhead from his favorite quiver. He puts it on you himself, his fingers brushing against your throat and lingering on the back of your neck for a moment too long, as if enjoying the feeling of your heartbeat.

But Epel Felmier outdoes them all.

For on Friday morning, you come to class with a bracelet of lavender-painted wooden beads, his initials carved into the soft oak, and he comes in wearing the same bracelet, but with yours.

How had no one thought to make a matching one for themselves???

Idia Shroud 3D prints a bracelet in your favorite color, and Ortho Shroud engraves the flat surface with your favorite characters... they make two more for themselves, as if in a sort of secret club. It gives Idia quite the thrill to think about, though he'd never say it.

Sebek Zigvolt hmphs at the idea of showing such loyalty to a mere human, until Silver and Lilia Vanrouge return from an early morning stroll with baskets of acorns, flowers, and pine nuts for bracelet-making. Sebek and Silver both make theirs in earthy wooden tones and shimmering shades of rose and violet. Lilia sneaks in a few animal teeth and bone fragments. For good luck.

Malleus Draconia, tedious as it is, spends his Sunday morning spinning his own string, and lining it with beads, tiny in his hands, and small pieces of smooth glass and stone from Ramshackle. He gifts it to you with a blessing, a promise of your eternal friendship, in this world and the next.

By the end of the week, your arms are heavy with beads, shells, stone, nuts, flowers, and charms, covered from wrist to elbow. You can't move without sounding like a wind chime, jingling and clinking with each step.

Your friends eagerly await your praises, not-so-subtly asking which bracelet is your favorite, or, frankly, who is your best friend?

You promise an answer soon.

Thus, on Monday morning, you arrive with only one bracelet.

Sloppily made, in soft blues and grays, with the cut-out logo of a tuna can label stuck to your wrist, and a smiling Grim holding the hand beneath it.

[curiositysavesthecat]

Additional comment from the submitter: ❝my friend who owns a cat says you can’t be a cat owner without getting scratched or bitten by the cat at least once. I don’t think she’s a “bad owner” just because her cat sometimes playfully bites and scratches her, obviously she’s never abused the cat (I strongly believe she loves and has never mistreated her pets), she does give him some discipline but still gets scratched and bitten from time to time (not all the time). So I think it’s just in cats’ nature (cats being cats)? But I’d love to hear other owners’ experiences since I obviously am not a cat expert.❞

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[jadeazora]

The story is set in Lumiose City, where an urban redevelopment plan is underway to shape the city into a place that belongs to both people and Pokémon. Compared to Lumiose City as it appeared in the Pokémon X and Pokémon Y games, released in 2013, more greenery now adorns the city, alongside facilities with a cutting-edge feel. In Lumiose City, spaces frequented by people—such as shopping arcades, cafés, and restaurants—coexist with more natural areas, such as waterfronts and verdant parks. At the center of Lumiose stands Prism Tower, the very symbol of the city.

While visiting Lumiose City during your travels, you’ll come to stay in an old hotel named Hotel Z. This hotel will serve as your base as you and the new friends you’ll meet in Lumiose tackle all sorts of incidents that will occur in the city.

As part of Lumiose’s urban redevelopment plan, driven by a large corporation called Quasartico Inc., the city has been outfitted with “wild zones” in an effort to help humans and Pokémon share the city. These areas are constructed using cutting-edge technology to give Pokémon places to live. Within wild zones, you can battle Pokémon and catch them by throwing Poké Balls.

In previous titles in the Pokémon video game series, Pokémon took action once per turn. In Pokémon Legends: Z‑A, Trainers and their Pokémon will move around in real time during battles, and Pokémon will unleash their moves when their Trainers command them to. In addition to type matchups, there will be new gameplay mechanics to consider, such as the precise timing for swapping out your Pokémon or using moves, the different lengths of time moves will take to launch, and how big an area the moves will impact. This unprecedented style of Pokémon battling is one of the most thrilling parts of this title.

You’ll make a friend who lives and works at Hotel Z, supporting the owner however they can. They may come on strong at times, but they like helping people and Pokémon. They’re quite skilled at Pokémon battles too.

AZ is a man who stands over nine feet tall. He’s the owner of Hotel Z and claims to be three thousand years old. He quietly harbors a strong determination and will. His Floette is also said to have lived for three thousand years. She always accompanies AZ.

Jett is the CEO of Quasartico Inc., a large corporation driving Lumiose’s urban redevelopment plan with the aim of shaping the city into one that belongs to both people and Pokémon. It seems she hopes to deepen the bonds between Pokémon and people, and Vinnie is her secretary, he always seems busy and has a reputation for being a fast worker. (I'm automatically suspicious of these two, moreso Jett, but hopefully they surprise me with Sycamore being the villain or maybe Malva? I don't think AZ will be our only returning character.)

The rest of the info we're given is just a bunch of general info on the starters, Zygarde, and Megas. Cool that ORAS Megas were confirmed tho, like I knew they would be in there, but I'm still curious how many there are, like will we see any Hoenn Legends or are they saving that for Legends Delta?

[yandereunsolved]

Hello yan, bae its me who gave the isekai reader.

What if instead of isekai reader who is in a panicky state just matched The Cannibal's vibe, matching energy since riders and dragons at the least had some semblance.

Intimidating menace dragon with an equally intimidating, despite being short,menace rider.

Reader: Khan, fetch *pointing at the knight who pissed them off*

Cannibal who responds to the nickname: *roars before chasing the poor guy*

-

Aegon: you have a dragon that belongs to the house targayen give them back to us

Reader: boy make me

Aegon: I am no boy! I'm the king! And you shall bow before me

Reader: you're a bitch I was trying to be nice

Aegon:...

Thank you for the idea. I definitely love it. The Cannibal and reader being feral together is so much fun.

Here's my addition—

All of the Targaryens would immediately see reader as a threat. They would also be interested.

'Who is this man!?' kinda vibe.

Some would become obsessed with them because of the power they hold. Others would see them as a beacon of safety and hope.

🐉

The Cannibal loves Helaena because you like her. She's so sweet to you. She shows you all of her bugs and info dumps to you. The Cannibal is just sitting around the both of you. The fierce beast is ready to burn anyone who dares interrupt your time with her.

He also loves Dreamfyre. She's one of few dragons he can stand.

You giving her basic human decency causes her to obsess over you.

Helaena: "What do you want from me?"

Reader "Wot :?"

Helaena: "You're so cold with everyone else. Everyone fears your anger. You're so nice to me."

Reader: "That's because I enjoy spending time with you! I just want to hear your thoughts and have a friend."

Helaena: nose bleeds. "R-Really?" passes out.

🐉

Aegon II is jealous. Only because he's attracted to you, but you aren't attracted to him. He's needed a new plaything and you'd be perfect for it! You're so dom. It makes him salivate like a starved dragon.

Aegon II: "Darling—"

Reader: "No."

Every attempt by you is rebuffed. Even Cannibal has distaste for him.

He does what he does best. He threatens you and uses his power to make you bend the knee.

You have one dragon.

He rules seven kingdom and has many more.

🐉

Nyra is attracted to your fierceness. She recognizes it in herself. You feel like an escape for her. So naturally she becomes infatuated. She is a queen.

She tries her best to acquaint herself with you. She knows making friends with Cannibal is the biggest test.

Does Cannibal like her? Does he not?

[aira-cc]

💜Small CC Requests💜

Hello!! Long time no see everyone ☆ I came back from hiatus to share these. The past two weeks have been very hectic. I didn't have time to look at my social media accounts, only had time to play the game. I had a lot of fun playing the new update and I hope everyone is having fun too. I would like to thank everyone who gave me their support and love during this silent duration. I also apologize to those whose questions and messages I have not been able to answer. I will reply them all very soon. Later I want/plan to visit all my simmer friend's blogs and show them my support ♡ \(●⁰◡⁰●\)  but first, let's see what these small goodies are.  

There are 5 items:

♡ Functional Rice Cooker | 8 Swatches | 1.4k Polys

♡ Functional Bookcase | 12 Swatches | 180 Polys

♡ Heart Curtain Right Side | 12 Swatches | 2.6k Polys

♡ Heart Curtain Long Right Side | 12 Swatches | 3.6k Polys

♡ Coffee Machine Deco | 10 Swatches | 490 Polys

Additional Info:

BGC

Tagged swatches

Custom thumbnails

Custom specular maps

What you should know

✧ For rice cooker to be functional, first, download the functional rice cooker file from this post then download konansock rice cooker mod here. Put them directly into your mods folder. You can use this functional rice cooker and deco rice cooker from my Vanilla Kitchen set in the game at the same time. I'd like to thank @konansock for letting me use the rice cooker mod🌷

✧ I removed the car decor on the shelf in Woodenland set and now it functions as a bookcase.

✧ The length of the right version of the heart curtain is slightly different from the left version. No matter how hard I tried to fix it, it didn't work. You can adjust it by pressing the alt key while in build mode so that it is on the same level. The long version does not have such a problem.

You can quickly access these items by searching “aira” in the game. If you run into any issues please let me know. Also, I have good things planned for May, hope I can get them done in time. Until then!!👋

♡ Download on Patreon(Free)  

[marshmellohi]

Links Meet AUs List

A lot of AUs get lumped together with Linked Universe, so I wanted to make a list comprising any and all original Links Meet AUs I could find! Please let me know if I’m missing something, you want your AU to be removed, a link is broken, or if you know an AU’s status so it can be moved to the correct dedicated category.

DISCLAIMER: Please pay attention to the content warnings on some of these AUs! I haven’t personally read every AU so I don’t know what some contain, but if an AU has something you don’t vibe with, there are more than plenty of others that you will love on this list! Please be respectful and kind to everyone! This list is both for archival purposes and to appreciate the creativity of the community!

Additional Notes: Some AUs have dedicated Tumblrs, some can be found through original tags, some are only on ff.net or ao3, etc. I have a separate list for AUs limited to Discord/DMs that I have not included here unless I receive permission to do so! Also, if something is separated by ||, that means that theyre 2(+) separate AUs by the same creator in the same tumblr… if that makes sense LOL. This list is Always Updating so be sure to keep an eye out for any new AUs!

PUBLIC

• A Link to the Present

• Across the Galaxy

• Ageless Soul

• Bonus Links

• Branching Timelines

• Chain as Cryptids

• Chained Spirits

• Chains of Time

• Courage of Ages

• Culture Shock

• Deuy’s Links Meet

• Dimensional Links

• Dreamverse AU || Identity Fraud AU

• Echoes of Courage

• Exodus

• Fallen Heroes

• Garden of Heroes

• GodLinks

• Hearts Linked Together

• Heroes Spirit

• House of Heroes

• Kings Comic

• Limited Hero

• Link and the Links || Soldier Poet King

• Link Between Links

• Link Rejoin

• Linked Across Dimensions

• Linked Arena

• Linked By Illustrations

• Linked Dreamscape

• Linked End

• Linked History

• Linked Keys

• Linked Maze

• Linked Spirit

• Linked Through the Centuries

• Linked Universe

• Linked World

• Link’s Fun Road Trip

• Little Links

• Magic’s Wake

• Meowmix’s Linked-verse Journey

• Minas Linkverse

• Monstrous Fusion

• Names of Courage

• Realms of Hylia

• Recalled

• Rifts in Time

• Sister’s Linked Meets

• Suncaster

• Tangled Chains [Lou]

• Team Timeless

• That Broken Promise

• The Hyrulian Valhalla Saga

• The Links We Share

• The Phantom Timeline

• The Sacred Realm

• Too Many Links [Zee]

• Train Whistles and Wedding Bells

• Unchained AU

• Winter Links AU

PRIVATE

AUs where the info is limited to Discord, DMs, and/or friends. Not typically published/shared publicly. Permission is asked to acknowledge these AUs here before posting.

• A Linked Week

• Fractured Timelines

NON-LINK BUT THEY STILL MEET

Crossovers with Zeldas, Ravios, Ganons… pretty much the exact same thing but with other characters.

• Lots of Ravios

• LU Ravioverse

• Strangers Across Eras

• Voice of Wisdom

• Wielders of Wisdom

LINKMEET LITE

Links meet, but it’s not the focus of the story/in the background (example: a world where all the links exist at the same time but the focus is on one specific character/the others dont come up much)

• Father of Time

• Royal Reads

INACTIVE/DEAD

An AU qualifies for the inactive category when: 1.) its been 2+ years since an update and 2.) it’s unfinished; or, 3.) the creator explicitly stated that they were discontinuing it. LMK if one still has a pulse!

• Into the Zeldaverse

• Link and the Links

• Linked By Time

• Linking Together

• Misfortunate Monsters

• Tangled Chains

• Zelda in the Multiverse

UNSURE/MIA

AUs where I am unsure of the status and thus need to contact the creator, the creator’s deciding where to go with it, or I can’t locate the original page. This is mostly for me- consider this kind of like a ‘to do’ list. Any insight is welcome!

• Bagel’s AU (N/C)

• Birdo’s AU (U)

• Cotty’s Linkverse (N/C)

• Chain Reaction AU (Nuked)

• Factorial’s AU (N/C)

• Fortu’s AU (N/C)

• Hyrule Bound (N/C ; Iirc there was a fanfiction but I can’t find it anywhere)

• Link Madness’ AU (N/C)

• Minty’s Linkverse (U)

• Missing Links in Time (U)

[urbrunettebombshell]

NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE

Rafe Cameron x FemReader

Part 2

Summary: After a gut wrenching breakup with Rafe Cameron, reader has nothing left to lose, only her mind.

Word Count: 4489

Warnings: 18+, jealousy, angst, mental health issues, suicidal themes.

Important info: this is my very first writing piece in a long time so i expect it to not be particularly perfect but it is extremely personal. also english is not my first language. hope you enjoy it :)

P.S.: the idea of writing this came from a character.ai bot (_nietakt on the app). not a single word in this was written by a bot! i took the initial idea of reader seeing Rafe and another girl at a bonfire. let me know if you have a problem with that.

The air hung heavy, saturated with the sharp tang of salt and smoke, laced faintly with the acrid sting of alcohol and whispers of something more potent. The campfire snapped softly in the distance; its warm, wavering light spilling across the shore like a hesitant embrace, as though the flames were mirroring the sway of the figures gathered around it. It was one of those nights that felt like a fragile echo of a dream, where the boundaries of reality blurred.

Rafe lingered at the fringe of it all, more an observer than someone truly present, his shoulder pressed against the cold metal of someone’s truck just beyond the reach of the sand. Sofia rested against him, her frame nestled against his like a mismatched piece that somehow still found a place. Her lips carried the sting of the tequila they’d all been sharing — bitter, fiery. He used to hate tequila, being more of a whiskey guy but an old, long gone addition to the group had turned that into ordinary even when she wasn't there anymore. He definitely hated how loud Sofia could get under the influence of such a beverage, she transformed into some kind of show girl. So, he kissed her with a fervor that felt forced, an act of deflection maybe.

Sofia’s fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, clutching it tightly, as if pulling him closer could bridge the growing distance between them. He kissed her back, but his focus was adrift, carried away by the restless rhythm of the party — the bursts of laughter, the crackle of the fire, the faint strains of music lost to the wind. Her eyes opened slowly, not with affection but with quiet intent, sharp and searching. She turned her head just enough to look past him, her gaze settling on the crowd by the fire, and in that fleeting moment, her eyes found you.

You stood with Kie and JJ near the fire, laughter spilling from your lips at one of JJ’s offhand jokes, a red solo cup balanced loosely in your hand. You tried to seem oblivious, like their presence didn’t tug at the edges of your awareness, but Sofia wasn’t fooled. To her, it was a challenge, a way to assert control over something she had decided was hers.

Rafe felt the subtle tension ripple through her body, noticed how her gaze had sharpened, and he hesitated, pulling back just enough to catch the direction of her focus. Then he saw you. And in that moment, it felt as though the ground beneath him shifted, the sounds of the party fading into a muffled hum.

Your eyes locked, an unspoken storm passing between you — hurt, regret, and something neither of you wanted to name. The weight of it pressed against him, bitter and heavy, like a truth he couldn’t swallow but couldn’t deny.

Nothing could ever prepare you for the trembling feeling that came upon you when your eyes met. Those icing blue eyes tore through you like a sore throat choking in warm blood, the metallic taste hitting your mouth at the same time.

Your eyes blinked a few times before you could stop the eye contact, the tears wanting to burn your waterline. Your stomach felt like it was going to burst into bile and all the alcohol you had consumed was coming back.

“I need to get out of here”, you mutter to my friends as you look back at Kie, eyes pleading with desperation. You didn’t want to lose this fight of pride but it felt like you could die right there if you cried in front of him.

Kie, always the perceptive one, caught the pleading look in your eyes and quickly nodded, understanding without having to say a word. She placed a hand on your shoulder, grounding you, her grip tight but reassuring. “Go,” she whispered.

Rafe watched the interaction with a mix of confusion and concern. He had expected you to look away quickly, to avoid his gaze, but there was a vulnerability in your eyes that he didn't know how to process. He was about to take a step forward, to go after you, when Sofia’s grip on his shirt tightened, a subtle warning.

You hated that feeling. You felt like a helpless child all over again, a kid that was abused and couldn’t get out of the cycle for dear life. So, you tried to give Kie a smile but it just made the knot in your stomach get stuck in you chest. It was like heartbreak all over again and again and again and again.

You could feel those eyes burning against your head. And you just wanted it to go away. You wanted to hide like a scared little girl. You touched Kie’s and JJ’s hands for a fraction in a way of saying goodbye before grabbing your jacket and starting to walk away.

Kie’s fingers squeezed back, her touch a silent comfort. JJ looked torn between giving you a supportive smile and going after you. He mouthed a quiet “be careful” as you walked away, his expression betraying more emotion than his usual carefree facade.

Rafe watched you go, his eyes fixed on your form until you disappeared into the shadow of the beach. Part of him wanted to follow, to explain, to reach out – but Sofia’s grasp on him was firm, her nails digging into his arm.

For a moment, you felt like you were losing all of the air inside your lungs. But as the sound of laughter and music were replaced by the soft crunch of sand beneath your feet and the hit of the waves on the shore you felt like breathing again.

You couldn’t name all of the emotions you were experiencing. Pain, anger, desperation, numbness. The phantom weight of Rafe’s existence would always ghost over you.

“Control yourself”, you tell yourself as you stop walking, already away from any sign of the party. Just you, the moon and the waves.

The moon cast a silvery glow over the beach, bathing the sand in a cool, almost otherworldly light. The sound of the waves, a hushed whoosh of water against the shore, provided a background symphony to your inner turmoil. From the party behind you, laughter and music echoed, a stark contrast to the stillness that surrounded you now.

“Control yourself,” you repeated, as if it was a mantra. It was a command you had to give yourself often – in the past, in moments like this, in the days that had passed since Rafe had broken your heart.

The waves crashed against the shore, ruthlessly and violently, mirroring the chaos in your mind. You were all alone now, the silence around you was deafening as the faint sounds of the party were meaningless.

You weren't going to drown yourself in sorrowed tears. So, you take a deep breath before starting to undress, letting your clothes slip into the sand. You were still wearing your bikini, the one he used to love you in.

You sighed when you entered the sea, the cold water hitting your burning skin. You were feeling so hot, like in a hundred degrees fever. You just wanted to cool off, just a little swim.

The cold water was like a shock, a brief moment of clarity in a sea of emotions. You waded deeper, the soft sea foam clinging to your skin as the gentle pull of the water reached your waist, then your chest.

A thought crossed your mind, a memory of the time when Rafe’s hands used to trace those curves, his touch leaving a trail of heat in the cool water. But that was a different time, a different love. This was now. This was heartache.

You didn’t know if you were crying. The ocean was kind enough to mix with your tears to make you feel less pathetic. But it was the loud sobs that gave you away. You were crying painfully. Not for him but yourself.

You gave that man everything that you had. It wasn’t much but it was yours. Your time, your care, your body, your love, your life. The worst part was that you would give him it all again and again. You were that lost.

The waves crashed against your body, echoing your sobs with their own silent roar. Your heart, once so full of love and hope, now felt like a hollow, aching chasm. And yet, even in the midst of your pain, there was a part of you, deep down, that still longed for him. The betrayal, the rejection – it did nothing to dull the ache that was Rafe Cameron.

You sank lower into the water, letting it envelope you fully, like a baptism in the sea. You wished you could forget.

You wish you could forget. You wish you could wash away all of the taunting in your mouth. No, you wish you could stop feeling it all. You knew you'd never feel whole again. And you didn’t want to feel whole without him.

With each dive, you stayed underwater a little longer, pushing yourself further into the depths. The searing pain of lungs gasping for air was a fleeting distraction, enough to dull the ache in your chest, if only for a while. The growing lightheadedness each time you pushed yourself to stay underwater a little longer was strangely calming, its dizzying embrace wrapping around you like a numbing balm. It didn’t erase the pain, but it dulled the edges, pulling your focus away from the sobs that had wracked your body moments before. Slowly, the desperation in your chest eased, replaced by the quiet hum of your body’s struggle for air, a sensation that, for a fleeting moment, felt easier to bear than the weight of your sorrow.

You wish you could forget. You wish you knew what he was doing, what he was thinking. You wish you could forget him.

The pull of the water was cold, indifferent to your pain. Your body ached for air, your lungs burning with an intensity that mirrored the pain in your heart. In those brief moments, when the world faded to oblivion, there was a strange sort of peace.

A splash, followed by the sound of someone’s breath mingling with the lapping waves, shattered the silence. Rafe had found you in the sea, his eyes wild, his hair and shirt sticking to his skin from the wet fabric.

You emerged from the water when your lungs started to protest, causing you physical pain. The discomfort in your head made you see dark spots and then white dots and then you thought you were hallucinating.

Your heart was hurting so bad that you could swear you saw Rafe. His eyes wild, his hair wet and his mouth moving. But you couldn’t hear anything. And you blinked too many times to see anything anymore.

“Hey! Are you –”, Rafe’s voice trailed off as he watched you struggle against the water, your eyes flickering, your head rolling back. In a swift movement, he waded closer and reached out, grabbing your waist to keep you upright.

“Hey! Look at me!”, his voice was firm, but there was a hint of desperation in it. He shook your torso, trying to get a proper look at your face.

That was pathetic even for you. He pulled you out of the ocean, his arms encircling your body as you coughed desperately all the water out of your lungs. When you gained full consciousness he had you sitting on the wet sand, your body flushed against his chest as he insulted you.

You had no words. Your wet hair was sticking to your face, your eyes were red from crying and the salty water. You were trembling.

“Are you insane?”, Rafe’s voice was harsh, his grip on your body tight as he held you against his chest. He was clearly angry, the lines of his face tense with fury and concern. His shirt was sodden with seawater, sticking to his body in a way that would’ve been distracting if not for the situation.

“What the hell were you thinking? You could’ve–”, he stopped, as if he couldn’t bring himself to even say the words.

You looked up at his face with furrowed eyebrows. Even that was too much effort from your limp body. You stayed like that in silence for what it felt like eternity. You would love to die in his arms.

“I was just swimming”, you replied in a raspy whisper. Not even your voice could get out of your throat without hurting. The realization of almost drowning yourself hits you.

Rafe’s grip on your waist tightened as he looked down at you, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and something else, something softer that he was trying to hide. He was furious, but not just at you.

“Swimming?” he repeated, his tone disbelieving. “Right. Because that’s what it looks like when someone’s swimming”, he gestured to the water, then back to your pale, shivering skin.

Your body started shaking. Even though you’ve never felt warmer in his arms. He was the last person you wanted to see yet you were grateful for being there in his arms one more time.

“I got carried away”, you tried to explain something that you didn’t even understand at all. You did get in the water for a swim. You didn’t know how you ended up wanting to drown. You just wanted to drown the pain.

“You got carried away?” Rafe repeated the words as though they were a foreign language, his voice dripping with incredulity. He couldn’t believe the nonchalant way you were talking, like it was a simple misunderstanding.

He shook his head, his grip on you still painfully firm. But there was a hint of something like relief in his eyes, a hint of vulnerability.

“You could have died, you know that?”

You couldn’t bring myself to fight back even if you wanted to. You understand that now. You were just accepting fate. And you wanted to tell him that but you were just too tired to do anything. Your body was giving up.

“I know now”, you whisper softly. The guilt and the embarrassment of everything were all over you at that point. You didn’t want him to think that you tried to die because of him, it wasn’t.

Rafe’s grip loosened slightly, but he still held you against his chest, the wet fabric of his shirt like a second skin against your bare skin. There was a long, heavy silence that stretched between you, filled only by the sound of your breathing and the crashing of the waves against the shore.

His fingers gently brushed your wet hair from your face, an act that seemed so intimate and loving it could’ve been mistaken for a caress.

“Why?” his voice was almost a whisper, the single word carrying so much weight.

You thought you were handling the situation well. You didn’t start a fight with him. You didn’t try to hurt him back. You didn’t run away. But when he asked you that… You couldn’t help yourself anymore.

The tears came back flowing down your eyes. They were warm and salty and hurried. Your eyebrows were furrowed and you couldn’t help the pout in your trembling lips.

“It was the only way to not feel the pain anymore”, you confess in a deep sigh, followed by the most heartbreaking sob ever heard. Your fingers were shaking as you held his shirt tightly. You wanted him to understand that you didn’t want to drown yourself. You just found out that it eased the heartbreak.

As your words and the tears spilled out like an unstoppable flood, Rafe’s heart felt like it was being torn in two. He’d never seen you like this, so vulnerable and broken, and it was all his fault.

He pulled you closer, his arms wrapped around you like a lifeline. The anger he felt earlier was replaced by a strange mix of guilt and concern, and he found himself whispering soft, soothing words against your hair.

“Shhh, it’s okay. I get it. I get it.”

And the night could end at that moment. But it didn’t. It never did with you two. It was always a big and chaotic spiraling mess. The anger in your heart took over and you tried to free yourself from his arms. It was a no go.

“You get it?” you asked in disbelief in between sobs. “You get it?”

It was brutal. It was exposed. And you despised it. You hated how he was breaking you all over again, when you hadn’t even begun to heal from the first time.

“You were… You were with her!”, you whisper like it was obvious that he could be everything but he didn’t get it.

Rafe’s arms tightened reflexively as you tried to break free, his grip firm yet gentle. Your words, laced with hurt and anger, hung in the air like a storm cloud, heavy and charged. He bristled at the accusation, his jaw clenching as his own anger flared up in response. “Don’t,” he warned, his voice hard as steel. “Don’t go there.”

He tried to keep his own emotions in check, but the raw pain in your voice was like a match to his own pent-up emotions. That sharp tone of voice made you tremble. You stopped crying almost instantly and your eyes turned from painful tears to a blank stare.

“Why?”, you asked in a breath. Would he tell you that she was his girlfriend? Would he tell you that he loved her? Would he tell you that you weren't allowed to talk about her? Would he break your heart for the millionth time in one night?

You waited for his response with trembling hands.

Rafe’s eyes darkened, the pain in your eyes sending a stab through his chest. He had a million reasons on the tip of his tongue – excuses, explanations, justifications. But he couldn’t bring himself to say them.

He let out a heavy sigh, his voice almost a hiss as he spoke the words. “Because…it’s complicated.”

Because I’m a coward. The words he didn’t say echoed in the night like an unspoken truth.

It was all too much for you that you weren't feeling anything at all. For the first time you were able to just sit there in his arms and listen. You couldn’t lose the opportunity.

“Do you love her?”, you ask softly, your eyes pleading for the truth. For the first time you wanted to hear the truth.

Rafe froze at the question, his body tense and rigid against yours. The truth sat heavily on his tongue, a bitter pill he couldn’t bring himself to swallow. He was silent for a long moment, the only sound between you the crashing of the waves against the shore.

Finally, he spoke, his voice quiet but firm.

“No. I don’t.” The words hung in the air, a heavy truth that couldn’t be taken back.

Your cold hand cupped his cheek after some time of him looking away. You wanted him to look at you again. Honest, raw and intimate.

“Are you happy with her?”, you ask softly one more time.

Rafe’s eyes met yours as you cupped his cheek, a flicker of vulnerability in his gaze. The truth was painful, but there was a strange sense of release – like he’d been holding it in for too long. He let out a sigh, his expression conflicted as he spoke.

“No. I…I’m not”, he paused, his voice catching in his throat as he continued. “And I’m not happy without you, either.”

His confession tightened around your chest, the words sinking deep into your heart, causing it to clench painfully. You could feel the weight of his honesty pressing against you, and it was likely obvious to him, considering the way your breath caught in your throat, refusing to move. The silence that followed felt suffocating, and you tried to hold it all in, biting your lower lip hard enough to taste the sharpness, fighting against the desperate sob that clawed its way up from deep inside.

“Why do we keep hurting each other?”, you ask. It was a question for both of you. Not sure if you knew the answer.

Rafe’s fingers traced a soft, soothing pattern against your lower back, like he was trying to comfort you and himself at the same time.

“Because…we’re idiots,” he admitted with a hollow laugh. “Because I’m a coward.”

He drew in a shuddering breath, his expression a mix of frustration and pain.

“I don’t know why I keep pushing you away when all I want to do is pull you closer.”

You hide your face in the crock of his neck like an automatic gesture. You’ve done that so many times before that it just feels right. You couldn’t even look at his piercing eyes.

“Don’t say stuff like that”, you muttered. He can’t make you feel those things again.

Rafe’s arm encircled your body, pulling you closer against him. His grip was firm, but not tight. The smell of his skin, mixed with the scent of the sea, was so familiar it almost hurt.

“Why not? It’s the truth”, his fingers brushed through your wet hair, his touch both tender and possessive. “I don’t want to lose you,” he whispered, his voice barely audible against your hair. “But I’m so damn good at it.”

Your body betrayed you faster than your heart ever could. Your nostrils were filled with that familiar scent that only Rafe had and you were sure that you didn’t need any air to breathe. His touch was so comforting yet hurting.

“I’m supposed to be getting over you”, you say in a hushed whimper. It wasn’t fair how he kept coming back to your heart. No matter how much he has hurt you.

There was a hint of amusement in Rafe’s voice as he spoke, but it didn’t mask the edge of pain in his words.

“And how’s that working out for you?” He pulled you a little closer, practically cradling you against his chest. His fingers gently twirled a strand of your hair, his actions almost a mindless caress.

“We’re a mess, you know,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. “A damn mess.”

In that moment, you were transported back to a time when you felt small and powerless, like a helpless child once more, as he gently cradled you against his chest. But this time, something was different. You weren’t consumed by the loneliness that had always accompanied moments like these. His arms wrapped around you, an attempt to shield you, to offer warmth, but no matter how tightly he held you, you could feel the coldness seeping into your bones. Your body was growing numb, yet you no longer shivered. There was a stillness to your limbs, and when you looked down, you noticed the disturbing blue hue creeping into your fingers and toes, a stark reminder of just how far gone you were.

"We're a mess," you whispered, repeating his words softly, as though saying them aloud might make them more bearable. The exhaustion in your body was overwhelming, dragging you down with a heaviness you couldn’t shake. Your eyelids fluttered, the world around you beginning to blur as you fought to stay awake. You weren’t sure if you were slipping into a deep sleep or losing consciousness altogether; the line between the two had become so faint. All you knew was that you wanted to stay in his arms, to feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, just for a little while longer. It was the only comfort you had left, and you clung to it, desperate for the sense of safety it brought, even if it was only fleeting.

Rafe felt your body go slack against him, and he tightened his arms around you, a surge of fear and protectiveness coursing through his veins.

“Hey. Hey, stay with me,” he urged, his voice urgent as he shook you gently. “You’re cold as ice.”

He tried to keep the panic out of his voice as he spoke, but his heart was racing in his chest. He couldn’t lose you – not like this. Not again.

You could feel it creeping in, the edges of reality beginning to blur. You were starting to hallucinate, that much was certain. The exhaustion was so deep, so all-consuming, that your body felt like it was betraying you, as though it was punishing you for something you couldn’t even understand. Everything around you seemed to float just out of reach, like a dream you couldn’t wake up from. The sensations in your body felt distant, as though they belonged to someone else, detached from the reality you once knew. Your thoughts were a chaotic mess, fragments of past and present colliding in a haze of confusion. Nothing made sense, and you just wanted to escape, to feel something familiar and comforting. A warm bath. That was the only thing you could focus on, the thought of it soothing your mind even if it felt out of reach.

You whispered, your voice barely audible, thick with the heaviness of sleep. “Can we go? Can we go home?” The words were simple, but they carried the weight of everything you needed. Safety. Comfort. Escape from the haze that had taken over your mind and body.

You didn’t even realize you were referring to your home. Something that didn't exist anymore. But you wanted to be there.

Rafe’s heart ached at the sound of your pleading voice, and he knew he would give you anything you asked for. But at the same time, the word “home” hit him like a punch in the gut.

Home. It was a word both of them longed for. A place that didn’t exist anymore – not for them.

“Yeah,” he said quietly, lifting you gently in his arms. “Let’s go home.”

Just like that, you let go of everything — the weight of your worries, the chaos swirling in your mind. It all slipped away, fading into the background like the distant sound of the waves. Nothing mattered anymore, not for that night. The aftermath, the consequences of everything that had led you here, could be dealt with tomorrow. Tonight, it was just you and him, and that was all that seemed to matter.

For tonight, you were going home with Rafe. Your Rafe.

Rafe held you with a tenderness that contrasted the urgency of the moment, his arms supporting you as he carefully rose to his feet. The cold sand and water clung to his legs, but he barely noticed the discomfort. The only thing that registered was the feel of your fragile body pressed against his, the faint, cold shiver that ran through you. Your skin was icy to the touch, sending a jolt of panic through him, and his heart pounded fiercely in his chest, a frantic mixture of concern and fear.

His voice was soft, barely a whisper as he carried you away from the water's edge, as if trying to convince both of you that everything would be okay. "It’s going to be okay," he murmured, more to himself than to you, his words shaky but laced with a quiet determination.

"We’re going home."

[ataleofcrowns]

New Chapter Released!

Hello again! Hope your summer has gone well ☀️

With the public release of this new chapter, the romances are starting to intersect and interact with the main plot:

Unique paths for each love interest, encompassing a completely different plot event that the Crown will have to deal with

D and X's routes heavily involve the Imperial Court, where the Crown's previous choices on court positions will be first illustrated in the story

Meanwhile, R and A have unique events happening regarding some concerning magic that has left R in trouble, and an investigation that has lead A astray

Each route will force the Crown to make an important decision that will be remembered by their love interest. If you pick a bad choice here, even if you get a good romance later on, your love interest will remember it...

An additional note on this chapter: due to its sheer size and variability, I didn't have a chance to send it to my beta readers on time, so you may find more errors/bugs in it than what you're used to from me. Please report them in this Google Form or in the Discord server if possible!

Thank you for all your patience and support, I hope you enjoy the new chapter ✨

For those that are unfamiliar with the game

A Tale of Crowns is a high fantasy romance story, told in the form of a text-based interactive novel with choice mechanics. The setting is inspired by Kurdish culture as well as other historical settings in the Middle East such as Ancient Persia, but it also draws heavily from other cultures and countries in the region.

Your character is native to Arsur, a vast empire overseen by a single ruler known as the Crown. Unlike traditional monarchies, however, the title is not inherited through blood. Whenever the Crown dies, their famed golden eyes pass on to the one chosen by the Spirits of this world to be the new Crown. In this story, your MC takes on that role.

There are four different love interests to choose from, whose genders will be customized to suit the preferences of your Crown. You can find more info about them on the blog page!

Also note that this current version of the game is safe for those 16 years and older.

Like the premise so far? Play it and give it a try! The entire game is free!

If you enjoyed the game, please reblog! Share it with your friends! Recognition and reader interaction is just about the only thing I get in return for creating it ❤️

[3vergr3en]

hi! I love your work! I noticed you've been a fan of eujoo lately... me too :,) if you have time or are interested, how do you think the andteam members would act when they have a crush? thank you!

❥ How &Team would react to having a crush on you

(🥐) PAIRING . OT9 x fem!reader

(🥞) A/N . ANON. I LOVE YOUUU. and thank you so much for requesting this !! and yesss, byun euijoo has all I've been thinking about (he's so cute that I'm getting pissed off.)

(🍮) ADDITIONAL INFO . everything below is just cutesy filth.

Koga Yudai - K

hes actually quite shy surprisingly.

you'd expect him to be all like, "I like you!!" when he first realized that he thought more of you than just a friend.

but he's actually quite sheepish when it comes to you.

one glance from you has his heart pounding in his chest.

or one 'hi, yudai!' has his knees buckling.

he tries to make himself look and act perfect when being around you, deathly afraid of any mishaps happening bc all he wants is for you to think that he's cool :(

but he's so busy trying to perfect himself, that he fails to do the part where you had to be yourself.

"Yudai. You didn't need to do all of that if you wanted to impress me. You could've just asked me out." You smile fondly, combing back his curtain bands with your hand.

"I messed up my chance, didn't I?"

"Not yet."

Murata Fuma - Fuma

honestly not surprised when realizing.

he loves having you around with him and the guys,

or when you ask him to come over to help with some appliances.

He doesn't mind fixing them bc not only does he get to see you more, but he also doesn't want your place collapsing on you <3

you're independent, funny, and super sweet to anyone around you.

who wouldn't like you?

When he decided to go tell you,

he's SUPER straightforward.

"Y/n, the reason why I asked you to come see me today was because.. I found myself having feelings for you than I would for just a friend."

He knows what he wants, and he acts on it. he hates beating around the bush. (which is so attractive btw)

If he can have you as his now, why would he want to wait any longer?

"Oh! I.. wasn't expecting you to be so straightforward about it. Usually guys would just--"

"Well, I'm not like them." He chuckles, "I'm a man who knows how to treat a woman right."

Don't gotta say anymore, you're already planning a date with him.

(and possibly your guys's future together)

Wang Yixiang - Nicholas

he first realized he had a crush on you when the smallest things you'd usually do for him, start to have more of an effect on him.

like asking him if he had eaten yet, or grabbing an extra umbrella for him when it was going to rain.

YOU thought you were delusional-- no, HE'S delusional.

'she thought about me. omg, she wants me so bad, its embarrassing for her.'

NO. it's embarrassing for YOU, yixiang.

but he doesn't tell you right away, although his ways of showing that are teasing you even more than usual.

"no one wants to see you chowing down that, like calm down, no ones gonna take it from you." He snickers, finding joy in you glaring daggers at him.

"and no one wants to see that ugly face of yours, but hey, unfortunately, we all can't have what we want."

God. He's gonna marry you one day.

One day.

Byun Euijoo - Ej

SOOO shy whenever you walk into the room.

"Hi juju!" You greet happily, a bright smile over taking your face.

"Oh-! Uhm, hi.." He responds, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

HES SO AWKWARD THAT ITS CUTEEEE.

he's terrified that if the guys stopped talking, everyone, especially you, would hear his heartbeat drumming in his chest.

he truly finds you the most beautiful girl he's ever laid eyes on, and unfortunately, Nicholas has to hear all about his fanboy behavior.

"Euijoo, buddy." The older clears his throat as his hand grasps euijoo's shoulder, "If you won't tell her, I will."

"You wouldn't.." Euijoo trails off, a hint of betrayal was clear in his tone.

But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that nicholas may not be joking.

"wait-- no, I-I'll tell her, okay?"

and surprisingly, he did.

you found it adorable btw when he confessed his feelings.

he was fumbling over his words and unintentionally avoided direct eye contact the whole time.

he was just so nervous :((

"juju, you're so cute. you know that, right?"

"ah.. really? thank you then 😊"

Nakakita Yuma - Yuma

honestly, i feel like he would be in denial at first.

BUT NOT IN A BAD WAY.

just more of a, 'what if she doesn't like me back? I don't want to ruin our friendship' type of denial.

So, he tries to suppress them.

How did that turn out?

He barely lasted a couple hours before going out to your place for dinner.

and you greeted him with open arms and a warm smile.

It took him some time to process that newfound feeling.

With the help of responsible fuma and surprisingly taki (I know. but I think that boy has some good advice), he was convinced to tell you how he truly felt.

"You know, make sure you're clear, okay? Don't be vague or ambiguous." Fuma hums, patting the boy's shoulder.

"But like, also be mysterious too! Girls dig that." Taki chimes in.

(okay, perhaps I take that back.)

Asakura Jo - Jo

shy boi #2

he would want to spend more time with you, actually.

I mean yes, he is afraid to confess because he fears rejection.

but like, he cares about you too much to be distant.

so he just accepted it and opted to spend his last few times with you as a friend until you eventually let him off.

but it kept going for longer and longer.

he questioned why. maybe you were just oblivious to his obvious crush on you?

Nope. You weren't oblivious.

You knew right from the get-go that Jo might've felt a different way.

How?

His more frequent visits, asking questions about hypothetically dating a guy who so happens to perfectly fit the description of him.

He's so cute.

Shigeta Harua - Harua

shy boi #3

but he's the most composed out of all the members (besides fuma)

He hides it so well because he makes it look like nothing changed about him.

but even if he doesn't show, he feels it ALL internally.

and poor you, you don't even notice at all.

"Harua! Want to go to this restaurant that just opened recently?"

"Oh,, as in, like a uh.."

"Like in what?" You question, attention focused on your phone that holds the restaurant's website in.

"Ah, nothing. Let's go!" He smiles, watching you slip on your shoes.

I'll tell her one day.

Takayma Riki - Taki

HES SO PAINFULLY OBVIOUS, OML.

hes quite literally like a clingly puppy around you.

"Y/n! Where do you want to go today?" He'd question, eyes wide in anticipation.

"Oh, I was actually planning to stay home and just watch some TV-"

"I'll come accompany you!"

"Thanks.. Taki." You giggle, admiring his devotion to you.

"Should we get matching pj's for our sleepover?" Taki suggests.

"Oh, since when did I say you were sleeping over?"

But when you see that pout, you feel some heart strings being pulled.

"Okay, okay. Fine. Yes, you can stay the night-- but NO matching pajamas.. yet."

"THERE'S A YET?!"

Hirota Maus Riki - Maki

just like K, he tries to play it cool.

But he doesn't go all out like the other.

He's actually hidden it pretty well, just like Harua.

You guys already established a friendship that deals with a lot of skinship.

You guys pretty much act like a couple, just without the title.

It's no surprise that either one of you starts to form a crush.

It's so normal, it just felt right.

But to his surprise, you were the one to confess first--

completely taking him off guard.

"Wait- no! I was going to tell you first!"

"Well, you took too long."

"I was literally going to tell you 10 seconds ago."

"Yeah right."

"..."

"..."

"Want to go get some Ice cream?" Maki suggests, raising an eyebrow.

"Um, duh."

(all of the boys coo how cute you guys are <33)