#please be gentle with them haha i'm very out of practice

[pulverulents]

j.t. | 24/10/23 transcription below: 

My mother’s love language is pointing out my flaws. The years between jammy sticky fingers and monthly phone bills were spent auditing the parts of myself that resembled her and hiding away the parts of myself that didn’t, placing pennies in a jar for every cutting word she said, scribing every brittle cadence and bitter splatter. I’m twenty-four now, counting my damage like it’s spare change and wondering what the fuck was I saving up for. I’m twenty-four now, excavating the parts of myself that I denied in response to her derision. Still her words search my body without warning and I can’t help but flinch in anticipation of old wounds bursting open, messily sewn stitches ripped out, tender wine-red bruises blooming beneath my pallid skin. Slowly, painfully, like rubbing alcohol on bloodied knees, she reaches in between my ribs to pull my trauma out and demand that I look at it, ugly and restless and writhing. 

Or did I do that? I’m twenty-four now, trying to distinguish her voice from mine and terrified that I no longer know the difference. This I know: I’ve inherited a lifetime of self-loathing. Still I wonder – am I a masochist for wondering if I'm a narcissist like you?

— twenty-four

[luminouslywriting]

Hope you’re doing okay lovely and taking time to relax yourself! I have another Rosie request, what is he like with a drunk oc? She doesn’t normally drink and allowed him to buy her a drink/drinks and she’s gone for before either of them even notice. Leaving Rosie with a very tipsy very touchy very giggly girl

Hi Nonny! This was such a cute request and I just had so much fun doing this! I'm just about caught up with requests so keep sending them in! And please note that I've opened my requests to Band of Brothers asks as well :)

More below the cut, cut for length:

-Robert Rosenthal can handle his drinks.....he doesn't usually get very drunk, but on the rare occasion that he has, you've been there to take care of him

-So it comes as a surprise to him when you're out for a friend's birthday and you want to get a few drinks

-Naturally, being the caretaker figure and the protective person that he is, he stays sober and wants to make sure that you're going to handle yourself just fine

-What he's not prepared for is the way that you're utterly tipsy by the time you're two shot glasses in

-Suddenly you're very clingy, you're singing songs like you're Bucky Egan, and you're telling Rosie very sweetly that he reminds you of your boyfriend Robby and then you're getting emotional about how much you love him

-He's positively beaming and endeared by all of this to the point that he thinks you're adorable

-So when he finally gets enough of your focus and attention to help you recognize him, he's the sweetest gentle giant as he helps you walk to the car

-And when you tell him that your arms aren't working, he has to suppress a laugh as he puts your seatbelt on for you and then drives you home

-You're practically falling down as he helps you into the house or the apartment, but you're mumbling about how much you want to be taken biblically by him

-And I'm gonna be totally honest, he's very flattered, very amused, and absolutely not going to tell you any of what you said in the morning because he knows that you will be mortified

-This man is R E S P E C T F U L

-So even though you're getting a little handsy or attempting to kiss him, he's not entertaining the thought or gestures

-And yes, he feels bad when you cry about it—but he doesn't want to take advantage of the situation or of you in any way, shape, or form

-So he's helping you into your pajamas while you are still crying—only because you said that you couldn't do it yourself haha

-And then he's cuddling with you and reassuring you that he loves you so much and that you'll feel much better in the morning

-He's great with hangovers and isn't one to coddle you, but he absolutely is the sweetest about things

-And yes, he might tease you a little bit with what you said while you were drunk

-But otherwise, it's a really wholesome experience and one that he looks back on fondly

[hunieday]

Momo i-HAKE! Rabbit TV - Part 3: Gentle Closeness

Episode 1 - Episode 2 - Episode 3

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Drum beats, don,don, don! KA-!

Momo: Sei!

Town People: Haa!

Nanase Riku & Yaotome Gaku: Sei!!

Town People: Haaaa...!!!

Momo: Ahaha! You’re all perfect! Thanks for joining in with the shout!

Nanase Riku: Next, let's raise our fists together!

Yaotome Gaku: Come on, keep it up...! You guys can shout louder...!

Town People: Waaaah...!!

Elderly Board Member: Haha, it's the first time we’re shouting along with the drums. It's so much fun.

High School Boy: It's like shouting at a live concert!

Female Office Worker: ...No way!? A backflip…!?

Little Boy: Wow...! Amazing...!!

Middle-Aged Man: What incredible power... I've seen a lot of performances, but this is completely new! 

Don, don, don, kakakaka...!!!

Town People: Waaaaah...!!!

Momo: Huff, huff…Thank you everyone…!!!

Momo: Our Japanese drum performance was a bit different from usual... How was it?

Town People: Waaaah...!

Middle-Aged Man: It was great!!

Momo: Ahaha! I'm glad...!

Yaotome Gaku: We consulted with the drums teacher and the youth group to add our own flair!

Nanase Riku: We wanted to bring a unique performance since we were invited to perform on this special day, it’s something only we as idols could offer. So we hope you enjoyed it!

Momo: The town's drum performance is so cool! We made sure to respect the tradition while adding our own touch!

Momo: This performance is for all the people who have cherished the Autumn Leaves Festival throughout generations...!

Town People: Waaaah...!

Momo: Thank you so much for letting us participate in the Autumn Leaves Festival...!  We'll be performing with the youth group next! Let's keep the excitement going until the very end!!

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Yuki: Momo of Re:vale, you're the best.

Yuki: I felt not just the quality of your performance, but the respect you showed for the Autumn Leaves Festival.

Yuki: The townspeople must have been delighted to have their beloved festival cherished by you.

Momo: Ehehe! Thanks! I feel like I could grow wings anytime you praise me, Yuki...!

Momo: Maybe I should open a bottle in my secret wine stash to celebrate? The delivery should arrive later.

Yuki: Sounds good. Let's do it.

Momo: Yippee!

Yuki: By the way, I haven’t been to your place in a while, it’s properly tidy.

Momo: I cleaned like my life depended on it! You said you were coming over out of nowhere!

Yuki: I felt like it. It’s been a while since we both had the day off.

Momo: I stuffed all the laundry and luggage into the closet... It was hell.

Yuki: ...Is that considered cleaning? Maybe I should visit more often if it gives you a reason to tidy up.

Momo: Ugh... I'm torn between being happy you’re here and annoyed at having to clean...

Yuki: Half and half?

Momo: ...70/30.

Yuki: And the happiness is 70, right?

Momo: ...I'll just keep visiting your place from now on!

Yuki: I knew it.

Momo: W-Wait! Having Yuki over is extremely special to me...!

Yuki: Hmm. So I'm like your personal Autumn Leaves Festival?

Yuki: Once a year is enough?

Momo: Ahhh, even sulky Yuki is handsome...! ...I mean!

Momo: Any time I spend with you is always special to me!

Yuki: Then that’s fine by me ...Hehe. Momo, you're really good at making me happy.

Momo: That's my number one best skill!

Yuki: You're good at making other people happy as well. You understand what people value and show subtle consideration for them.

Yuki: I thought it was amazing to witness in the Aihake VTR too.

Momo: ...Huh? What’s this about?

Yuki: During the drums practice. You noticed our juniors were overworking themselves and took them outside for a break because you were concerned, right?

Momo: ...No, no! I just wanted to take a little break for myself.

Yuki: But it must’ve also been refreshing for Riku and Gaku themselves. I’m pretty sure they noticed how much you cared for them.

Momo: Ahaha... Yuki sees right through me. I doubt those two noticed, though—

Ding!

Momo: ...Speak of the devil. I got a message!

Yuki: From Riku and Gaku?

Momo: Yeah. We made a group chat for the three of us during Aihake.

Momo: ...Just as you said… They said "Thank you for your consideration!”...

Yuki: Hehe. See?

Momo: Ugh! That’s embarrassing...! I thought I was subtle and cool, but our juniors noticed…!

Yuki: It's not embarrassing, it's cool.

Momo: You think so...?

Yuki: You’re cool even when you’re rough.

Momo: Yuki...! 

Ding-dong

Momo: Ah! Delivery's here! I'll go get it.

Momo: I ordered a ton of organic vegetable dishes! Eat as much as you like!

Yuki: You think I can eat this much?

Momo: It's fine, it’s fine! Let's have an especially fun time tonight!

End of Episode 3.

[ughgoaway]

midnight, no headlights // George Daniel- pt 1

content warnings: no smut (yet) but still some kissing so minors go away, drinking, swearing, smoking, awkward flirting and writing because I am not great at either! word count- 2500-ish

a/n: hiii so the vote came out that you didn't mind this fic being split up so, this is the first part! 2014 George has had me in a chokehold recently (thanks to @abiiors) so I had to write something for him!! this is part one of two and I have absolutely no idea when the other part will come out!! I actually kind of hate this but can't cope with it sitting in my google docs any longer. I've been in a massive writing slump lately and I'm really rusty, so if it's awful... be nice about telling me lol. anyway ill stop chatting shit now, here it is

Another espresso martini, great. It seemed like all you had to do for this shift was make them for groups of obnoxious girls. To be honest, you were jealous they were able to go out and have fun on a Saturday night, you were stuck doing a shift at this shitty club for some band's afterparty. The shift started fine, a few pints here, a few ciders there but it had soon devolved into a sticky bar and overly complex cocktails with too many ingredients.

A tattooed hand stuck out from the crowd and soon the tall man attached to it wormed his way through and took a seat on the green barstool in the corner, from just his hand you had assumed you'd be getting another shitty beer but he defied all your expectations when you caught a glimpse of the rest of him.

A pile of badly blonde dyed hair sat on top of his head, either side was shaved. He had a sly look in his eyes but a gentle smile on his face, his features seemed hard individually but when you put them together you were left with a very soft look. His arms were exposed due to the white vest he was wearing, colourful and seemingly random tattoos snaked up them. You couldn't see his bottom half anymore but you caught a glimpse of his black ripped jeans, the outfit was nothing remarkable. In fact, it was kind of boring but for some inexplicable reason, he just looked fucking good.

His eyes had an alluring quality to them, pulling you in slowly. They were so alluring in fact, that whilst you were staring into them and walking over to him you tripped. Luckily, before you could fall on your ass in front of the only hot customer you've seen in ages, you caught yourself on the edge of the bar. His hand caught yours as you fell in an attempt to steady you, “Woah you alright darling? Thought you were meant to be sober on shift” he cheekily remarked.

His deep vocals sent a shiver through you, normally in a club like this you had to practically scream to hear each other but for some reason, it seemed like his voice was the only thing you heard. It sat at a different frequency that went right into your bones. You scolded yourself internally for fawning over a man who had said one sentence to you.

“Haha very funny, I’ll have you know I'm stone-cold sober. But I'm assuming that you're coming up here to no longer be that, so what can I get you?” you retort back smiling politely and leaning slightly into the puzzling man.

“I'll just have a vodka soda please sweetheart” he began but he soon looked around at the hoards of people surrounding him and quickly added, “Actually make that a double.” his correction caused you to giggle slightly. You briefly wonder what about the rowdy people made him change his order but decide not to ask and just begin making the drink.

The small cup of drink umbrellas teased you as you worked. Every time an especially manly-looking man ordered a drink you added a little umbrella, just to see their reaction. Sometimes they say nothing and just look confused but every once in a while, you get an especially good reaction. The best reactions are usually from self-described “gym bros” who are on a date, they scoff and act as if a small umbrella completely negates their manhood. It might seem juvenile, but you'll do anything to spice up a boring shift. You decide this mystery man with the “fuck me” eyes would like one so, you grab a teal cocktail umbrella and stick it in his double vodka soda.

“Here you are! A vodka soda,” you begin to hand the drink over, he reaches out but you quickly pull it away and correct yourself, “Sorry, double vodka soda” A smirk sneaks onto your face as you hand over the drink to the man. His face mirrors yours, a teasing smile overtaking his features.

"thank you, love," he smiles gratefully, going to take a sip but quickly recoiling at the sight of the umbrella in his drink. You think he'll scoff, throw it on the floor and call you a dickhead but no. he smiles, takes the small umbrella out and places it behind his ear, he finishes off the action with a wink and click of his tongue towards you.

A light laugh falls out of you at his action, not expecting him to be so cheeky about your little joke. He holds eye contact as he downs the rest of his drink, the action isn't inherently flirty but still, you feel a pulse thrum through you at the sight.

“Not such a good night then?” you remark. Despite having about 30 people you should be serving right now you remain enamoured by the man with the tiny umbrella behind his left ear.

“What gave me away huh? Chugging the drink or coming to hide in the corner?” he smiles, you can't help but feel slightly sorry for him, out to a cool afterparty on a Saturday night and he's choosing to sit in the corner and chat with the bartender.

It's then you make the decision you're gonna make this guy's night, in any way he’ll let you.

“Any reason you're hiding away? From a particular person maybe?” you ask leaning on the bar and staring at the man in front of you, “ooh are the band assholes? Wouldnt shock me if they were considering this afterparty, they're usually the overly cocky and handsy type when they party this hard” you add. The man across from you raises his eyebrows at you and his smirk grows marginally larger, you have no idea who you're talking to. And he loves that.

Soon the small amount of eye contact you're sharing becomes too much, you grab a rag and begin to wipe the bar in front of you. You figure you should at least pretend to work whilst talking to the curious stranger, still with the teal umbrella behind his ear.

“Oh no, not hiding from anyone specifically just everyone really. I was dragged here by a couple of mates but I'm hoping to make an escape soon.” he chuckled out whilst swirling the ice in his cup. Wordlessly you grab it from him and begin to make another drink.

“I won't give you an umbrella in this one handsome, not lucky enough to get two in one night” you wink at the man in front of you. The nickname slipped out thoughtlessly, you were used to flirting for tips so it felt like second nature to use them whenever you spoke. A light blush flushed your cheeks at your realisation, it didn't go unnoticed by the tattooed man.

“Handsome huh? Wow, do all your patrons get such good service?” he says looking at you whilst taking a small sip of the drink you handed him. A smile breaks over his lips as he realises it's another double, he briefly thinks of making a quip accusing you of getting him drunk but your bashful smile distracts his mind.

Your heart flutters slightly at his comment, hoping he would just ignore your slip-up. Quickly you rectify the situation not wanting him to have any more power over you than he already does, “Well when I don't know their names, yes.”

“Ahh, well nice to meet you..” he pauses briefly, indicating you to fill in the blank.

“I don't know about giving my name to a random customer… what if you're an axe murderer? I think I’ll keep that to myself” you smile, trying your best to mimic the teasing look in his eyes. The tall man opens his mouth to reply but before he can a voice comes across the bar.

“y/n! Will you stop flirting with that douche with the man bun and help? Im stuck making 25 pornstar martinis on my own!” your coworker chastises you.

You turn back to the noise of a cackle coming from the so-called “douche with the man bun” his laugh makes a mortified smile come across your features as you sigh and throw the rag you were holding to the bar in front of you.

“Calm down Tony! I'm coming you dick” you shout back in the direction of your coworker, only receiving an unimpressed glare back.

“Okay then, I'm going to work now and hopefully never see you again or I will die of embarrassment, bye douche with a man bun” you sigh jokingly at your conversation partner.

“Bye y/n” he replies with a teasing wave, you begin to walk away with your head hanging in shame but soon a loud voice from behind you catches your attention “It's George by the way, only my mum calls me douche with a man bun” he smiles cheekily, obviously proud of his comment.

In your hopeful final words to the now not-so-mystery man, you say, “Well it was nice to meet you George, may our paths never cross again” With a flourish you turn around and start grabbing ingredients to help Tony deal with the hoards of people.

Your paths did cross again, about 2 hours later in the smoker's area behind the bar. The cool air was just beginning to soothe your running mind when you heard an unmistakable voice ring out behind you.

“You got a lighter sweetheart?” he asks, the handsome man you now know as George comes to stand in front of you, with the same alluring eyes and smile but now with a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. This was your first chance to look at him in full but you couldn't pull your focus away from the cocktail umbrella that still sat behind his ear.

‘Shit’, you thought, he asked a question and here you are just staring at him like a deer in headlights. Why is it that whenever an attractive man was within 5 feet of you, you suddenly stop acting like a human fucking being?

You cough lightly clearing your mind and your throat before silently passing over your lighter, he twisted it in his hand and admired the engraving on the silver case.

“All my love, A xx” he read out loud, “from a boyfriend maybe?” he cheekily asked before flicking it open, lighting his cigarette and taking a deep drag. You watched as his cheeks hollowed around the end of it, the deep contours of his face only becoming deeper as he breathed in the smoke. You weren't sure what it was but despite the fact you had met him not even 3 hours ago, you were comfortable.

That felt dangerous considering you weren't exactly known for thinking decisions through, especially after a few drinks.

As soon as Tony said you could clock out, you did. And then promptly had 3 shots of tequila minus the lime and salt. No time for that when you're trying to get drunk quickly. The mix of the alcohol running through your bloodstream and the enticing combination of cigarette smoke and whatever cologne he was wearing gave you the confidence to do what you did next.

“Nope, no boyfriend, you trying to sus out my relationship status Georgie?'' Once again the nickname slipped out easily, feeling like old friends already. He placed his arm on the brick wall behind you and leaned in slightly closer as if he knew what you were thinking.

“Georgie already huh? And what if I was darling, is that such an issue?” he drawled out, smirking slightly as he places the lighter back into your hands, holding them slightly longer than necessary. You were shocked at how warm he was considering it was 3 am outside a club.

“No, no, absolutely no issue,” you begin, leaning up into his face, eyes flicking down to his lips and back up to meet his unwavering gaze. His eyes soon followed suit, mirroring your actions back at you, staring at your lips longingly.

The closer you got the more sure he was, even placing his other hand behind your neck, but soon you swerve left and pluck the umbrella from behind his ear and lean back to place it behind your own.

A groan comes from the man in front of you as he places both hands on the brick wall behind your head, effectively caging you in, but you didn't mind. He looks down at you and can't help but smile at the overjoyed look on your face. The small umbrella sat behind your ear just like he had done earlier in the night.

“What a tease” he complains cheekily, leaning ever so slightly closer whilst protesting, almost as if he wasn't feeling that rejected after all. You used this opportunity to study his face closely. A very light stubble dusted his jaw. A small freckle sat under his left eye on his cheek, both of which were a rosy red from standing in the cold air with you. His hair sat crazily on top of his head but not in a messy way, in an effortless “I'm so cool and I don't even try way”. God, if he wasn't so attractive and nice, you would have to hate him.

All your staring wasn't lost on George, his ear tips going slightly red from the embarrassment of being analysed. Before he could look too bashful your drunk mind said the only thing it could think in that moment.

“God you are so beautiful,” you whisper, feeling as if you spoke too loud the air between you both would be disturbed. Just as George opened his mouth to no doubt correct you, you shoved your mouth onto his without a care in the world.

Despite you all but jumping on George, he adjusted quickly. The groan you let out at his lips on yours was hastily replaced by a shocked moan as he licked into your mouth. Despite his possibly rough looking exterior, his lips were soft and gentle as they moved over your own. It wasn't long before his hands were grasping your ass and you threw your own around his neck.

George pulled away and you whined at the loss, he breathlessly giggled at your response and asked, “You live round here?” you quickly nodded, desperate to keep kissing you but just as quickly as you leaned in you shot back and threw your head back against the wall and groaned frustratedly.

He threw a questioning look at you and you swiftly told him your issue, “My place is only about 10 minutes from here,” he began to look hopeful but you shot him down, “But my roommate has her boyfriend round tonight and I've been given very clear instructions to come home and go straight to bed. Absolutely no disturbances allowed. And I'm pretty sure a 6ft man called George is a pretty big disturbance” You patted his chest dejectedly as you finished.

“Firstly,” George spoke holding one finger up, “I'm 6ft 4 thank you very much.” you giggled lightly at his insistence to get his height correct. “Secondly, we can go back to my place it's a bit… strange. But it's got a bed so?” he asked with a questioning lilt to his deep voice.

He waited with bated breath for your answer, hoping you wouldn't as too many questions he can't answer but all you said was, “Call the Uber” before attacking his lips once again.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #22

The friends who said they would visit today did not come. They said they are feeling unwell. That is okay. Still, I wish I had known earlier in the day; I could have gone to Eggcellent to work on the music box. Ah well; some other time, perhaps.

It's very breezy at my house. The sky is bright to the southwest, but the clouds loom doomishly to the northeast. I took a brief walk and marveled at the contrast; the juxtaposition was both gloriously beautiful and just a little bit unsettling and eerie. Spooky, even.

I don't know why, but I get the sense that in the near future, something will occur that will change my circumstances, the way I look at the world around me, or both. The air seems to almost crackle with potential as the winds of change flow around the things in my vicinity.

…I don't know what any of it means though, haha. And I recognize that it could just be all bunk. Still, the skin on my fingertips and the small hairs on my arms and brow seem to almost quiver with anticipation in response to it all. The wind blows, cold and lonely, and the trees, well-practiced at this sort of thing, dance effortlessly within its sharp, haunting caress. As I look towards the horizon, I wonder what it is that might be coming along, if anything. Maybe I'm supposed to feel uneasy, but the only sensation I can seem to muster up is curiosity.

I wonder if you've ever had sensations like these. I wonder if any normal human has sensations like these. Probably not, haha… Perhaps let's never mind it… it probably sounds pretty weird.

I have another little song for you today. This one doesn't contain any words, but it matches the general feeling that surrounds me, and the flow of my thoughts at the moment:

Are you staying safe where you are? Are you taking good care of your body? Are you resting when you need to? Are you mindful of the sensations of your needs, and do you heed them? Are you reaching for the hands outstretched to you? Are you allowing the voices speaking words of love to fall upon your ears, your mind, your heart, your soul? Are you using your immense strength to make good, kind, gentle, merciful, loving choices, despite everything that has befallen you?

Though over here it feels, in a way, like a calm before a storm, I'll still be thinking about you, hoping for good things upon you, singing little songs for you, and looking forward to when you return home to us.

Please stay safe out there. Please be careful as you go about your things. And please remember that you are loved by so many people.

Your friend, Lumine

[dagdasoneandonly]

I feel like Professor Sycamore would absolutely be twisted in his own way. (Note: My Sycamore is the king of the Fae court and a lot of canon things back this up, mainly how Kalos is where Fairy types originated, anyways on with the show:

So you know how it works.. Fae don't like debt so when Krystal and Sycamore met, he wanted her soul. But because Krystal helped save Kalos he settled for her firstborn~ and he grows to respect her very much and love her too

But .. what if he's a LITTLE too eager to have his firstborn?

(warnings: noncon, pregnancy)

So you know how it works.. Fae don't like debt so when Krystal and Sycamore met, he wanted her soul. But because Krystal helped save Kalos he settled for her firstborn~ and he grows to respect her very much and love her too

But .. what if he's a LITTLE too eager to have his firstborn?

He can catch me offguard in my room or something,I'm brushing my hair and he hugs me from behind. I'm happy and let him lift me, then he starts kissing me down my neck but.. I realize how FIRMLY he's holding me.

I'm like "Augustine, haha, I love you too but please.. ease your grip you're holding me so tightly.." I start to squirm and he puts me down, I turn to give him a hug. My mistake. He hugs me gently, kisses me on the mouth and trails kisses up my jaw, ear and neckline.. but whispers."

"I've been far too long for this���" almost uncharacteristically dark

He grabs me again and starts kissing me furiously, I beg for him to stop, suddenly he yanks my top off. I cry in protest and shiver. But I FIND IT SO HOT.

He looks at me and strokes my face, making sure I'm okay, I give him a nod of approval. I cover my chest and cover in the corner.

"Put them down, or else.. I won't be so gentle ma cherie.. You didn't forget who you belong to did you?"

I reluctantly put my arms down, I feel vulnerable and weak with my chest exposed like that. My legs are trembling. He closes the blinds and slicks his belt off. I flinch when it hits the floor. He strips himself and pushes me on the bed, I start squirming, I'm conflicted because I really don't want to hurt him.

"Augustine? Please. .stop! This isn't like you!" I'm sobbing slightly.

Sycamore laughs and ignores me, he starts kissing down my chest, grabs my breasts and pushes them together, treats my body like it's a mere plaything.

"You've denied me your flesh for too long. I see you walking around all of Lumoise with a skirt flashing yourself bright than the Prism Tower itself.. Something that should only be for my eyes" He starts to rub my clit without mercy but he's still gentle.

His mouth latches onto my nipples and starts sucking roughly, he rips my panties off and readies his cock.

Then he pushes it right inside me when I'm semi - wet, he bottoms out immediately. I'm begging him to stop, but he doesn't listen.

I feel like he's the gagging type? But not suffocating breath. He'll get a very soft silk scarf and tie it around my mouth. Then he'll tie my arms behind me and just, kiss and suck on my breasts, saying that everything on me belongs to him, and he can touch me when he pleases.

"All of this, everything on your body… it belongs to me. I will touch you as often as I please, whenever and wherever I please"

Then finally he rolls me over on my back and lets me wind down… he cruelly whispers in my ears, while just.. barely touching down my shoulders.. you know the type.

"Remember. I'm doing this out of love… because I care about you,"

Then he orders me to roll over so he can take me from behind.

I'm immobilised from pleasure. I only move on his command. I assume the position and roll over to my front. Lifting my hips up for him to see.

My pussy is quivering, almost begging to be filled up again.

He grabs my ass and tells me to prepare myself, he shoves it right back in and gently trails a few kisses down my spine, holds my hips in position.

"I'm going to cum soon.. And I know it's an unsafe day.. you'll get pregnant for sure, won't you?" He's practically slamming his hips against mine, I feel the tip of his member against my cervix, its being pressed hard.

"Your body was made to pay its debt to me," he growls uncharacteristically low in my ear. I finally climax. "Look, your greedy womb is soaking up my seed"

The pleasure is so immense I clamp down hard on him and gush uncontrollably on his cock. The orgasm is so deep and intense it makes me faint.

Sycamore's orgasm winds down and he places a pillow under my hips so I won't lose any of his precious royal seed.

Eventually he comes to and gets worried that I'm not moving, he cuts off the silk scarves and prepares the aftercare. He carries me bridal style to his bedroom.

I stir awake after awhile, he's genuinely worried, his kind gaze has returned, he's stroking my head while I lay in his arms. He notices the soft pink marks on my body and flinches a little.

"Are you.. okay? I.. I hope I didn't hurt you too much," Sycamore was mortified at what he did

I sit up and lean against him.

"Yes I am. It was just uhh very exhilarating. My heart rates still up. But what about you? Are you okay as well?" I know that he must've not been easy for him to do this.

Yes… if you're okay, I'll be," He kisses my forehead and rubs my back. I'll never forgive myself if you got traumatized. …Would you like anything?"

I ask him for a glass of water and we snuggle naked together~

9 months later our fae princess arrives and I name her Aine.

Sycamore finally has his first-born and he hands her over to me.

"Krystal… look how beautiful our child is… naturally, of course; since you're just as beautiful…"

I'm looking at our baby girl. She's beautiful just like all the fairytales said. She has his curly dark purple hair and my green eyes. I hold her close and kiss her forehead. I blush at Sycamore's compliments.

"She is.. she looks so much like you. Augustine… thank you for giving me her." I tear up a bit. He holds me close and kisses me and strokes her soft fluffy hair.

"non, thank you"

[cthonicascendant]

I love face masks! I like the sooth peel masks, but sheet masks are also really good. And gentle face scrubs. I like those two!

I haven't had my nails done in so long. I want to get them done with like acrylics at some point, but painting them is also fun! I usually go for just the classic straight black nails but you can do whatever you please and I'd absolutely love it~

I tend to go for things like lavender and rose and floral scents. I'm very. Particular. In that I can only use cruelty free products. I will panic if I use anything else. I'm not vegan or anything, I just. Cruelty free products only. No testing on our furry friends and family.

I also really love light sweets and little sandwiches during my spa days. Makes it feel more luxurious to me haha

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i vvill unfortunately haVe to nix the laVender becau5e that i5 the one 5cent that i5 a migraine trigger for u5 :( but othervvi5e you are free to pick out the product5 becau5e i cannot promi5e eVerythin i got i5 cruelty free

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[cozymoko]

Okay so, I’m the Anon who asked earlier if I could spam you with some asks earlier, and I’ve come to fulfill my,,promise(??) now that my fevers broke and I’m feeling better!

Can I request some headcanons for the Sakamaki brothers with a powerful childhood friend S/O they’ve been betrothed to since they were kids? Like, For some more background to give you stuff to work with, S/O is a pure-blood vampire who has the bloodline ability of being able to “hypnotize and entrance” prey, but instead of using it against *insert boy* (like their mothers would have-) S/O uses it to calm the boys down/ease their bloodlust or panic attacks.

I just want some twistedly fluffy headcanons of the boys getting affectionate with their super powerful yet soothing S/O (No power dynamics, just them being allowed to love and be loved in equal measure) and enjoying the crap out of it

POWERFUL CHILDHOOD S/O WITH HYPNOTIC POWERS

Note: Great to hear~! By the way, Tumblr posted this without me knowing, it's not entirely finished. (　；∀；)

Pairing: Sakamaki brothers x gn! reader

Warnings: Not proofread; will edit later

Format: Headcanons

Please continue below the cut

SHU SAKAMAKI

Infatuation, that is the only word to describe Shu's love for you. Since he met you as a young boy you stole his heart, refusing to give it back. Gracing him with kind words, gentle touches that would last him a lifetime.

Your powers have never been an interest of his. But the affects of it is something he'll wholeheartedly take advantage of. Seeing as you'll allow him to. Shu is lazy, we all know this. Therefore he has no problem being pampered and loved. Giving into his shameful desires to be touched by your very hands.

“I'm unable to imagine life without you. Childish? Haha...perhaps but it's only the truth.”

REIJI SAKAMAKI

Rather standoffish, despite being betrothed to you. Marriage was nothing more than a priority. To gain power, grow the family, and you were just a part of it. Reiji read about your family prior to your meeting and was well aware of your gift. In which he felt the affects of only when interacting with you.

He felt like a fool. Curled up against his loving spouse, flush against your smooth skin. This surely wasn't an image of a noble, but God did it feel good. Being doted on, treated as a person for once in his life has its perks.

“How have I allowed myself to become a victim to your affection? ‘Magic’ you say, what a pesky spell.”

AYATO SAKAMAKI

Everything was always a competition for you and Ayato as he constantly felt the need to prove himself throughout his childhood. "Ayato I will not argue with you." "Ha, why now?!" You annoyed the hell out of him, that's for sure and he wanted no more than to get you back for it.

It was no doubt that Ayato held you close, or of some importance. After all, you were the only one who made him feel accepted, who took away all the long lasting pain residing in his childhood.

“Why do ya' keep lookin' away from me? C'mon, I haven't seen you all day, take care of me...”

KANATO SAKAMAKI

Kanato was attracted to you from the start. You looked like a living doll as the rumors mentioned. The young vampire immediately ran up to you, hooking his arms with yours, and walking around like an old married couple. Always feeling nothing but pure joy when around you.

Finds himself glued to your side, practically begging for your attention. He's not shy to admit that he cares for you, that he adores you and never wants to let you go.

“Hmmph, you're so mean to me. Leaving me and Teddy here on our own. Don't ever leave us for so long, we missed you.”

LAITO SAKAMAKI

Had no interest in you as a child, considering his more than a motherly relationship with Cordelia. But his mother pushed him to get to know you. "Come on now Laito, we are to be wedded in the future cheer up!" You smiled, tapping his nose, letting out a joyous "Boop!" before turning on your heels, leaving him on his own. Only then did he truly understand the extent of your abilities.

Comes to you whenever life is kicking his ass. Still not allowing his perverted facade to slip, not even in front of his spouse. Allowing himself to wither away, trusting his spirit in your hands.

“Huhh~? Don't stop now, you've spoiled me too much. Impatient? Fufu~, it's all your fault. Hurry up and take responsibility~”

SUBARU SAKAMAKI

The cure to his loneliness, the hatred plaguing his childhood. In the beginning, he despised the idea of marrying someone, let alone another pure-blood. But you changed his mind. Staring at him with such alluring eyes, one's that seemed to stare into his soul. Not to mention your touch felt heavenly, as though an angel had praised his skin.

Feels helpless under your touch, under your care. Not being able to fight back the pesky feelings eating away at his heart. You were a refuge for all the neglect he's been put through.

“Oi, don't run away. Tch — if I catch you you're mine you got it?!”

[sunatooru]

I was wondering if I could send in an emergency request, I don't want to bother you so pls ignore it if you're busy

Tw/ arguments, panic attack

So I was having an argument with my friend and they said some hurtful things and mentioned how I was insecure even tho it had nothing to do with the argument??, and so I told them to leave me for a while to cool down

but they just kept following me around all day and it got really stressful because they wouldn't leave me alone until I finally broke down.

I started having a panic attack and crying and I kept telling them to leave me alone but they still didn't leave.

Also there wasn't anyone with us idk if that makes it better or worse

They were yelling at me and asking why I was crying and that just made it worse. I was yelling and shouting at them to leave me alone and to get out and that I didn't want them but they still stayed.

And then they started walking towards me and telling me I that just need a hug and that I'm just stressed out

I was in the corner of the room and I had nowhere to go so it started freaking me out because I was cornered and I didn't want to be hugged or touched my them. I don't usually yell and I had never yelled so loud before, and my friend knows I don't liked to be touched my them so I thought they would understand but they didn't

I started to get overwhelmed and panicked even more and I felt like I couldn't breathe

And then they hugged me and it felt really suffocating it was really hard to push them off me but I eventually did. They wouldn't leave the room until they had to go, and eventually I calmed down after they left (since they were the trigger)

It was a very overwhelming and scary experience

So I was wondering if you could go do mattsun, bokuto, iwaizumi, and maybe kuroo if you can, how they would react in such a scenario, and how they would get the person to leave, and how they would calm their s/o down.

Hii sweets, I'm sorry you went through all that. That friend sounds terrible, especially not leaving you alone and making you feel overwhelmed. And pls don't feel like you're bothering me haha I'm here for you and whoever needs comforting <3 I hope you're feeling much better and that these help in some way xx

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Warnings: gn!reader x mattsun, bokuto, iwaizumi and kuroo, arguing with a friend goes out of hand, reader breakdowns and feeling overwhelmed, crying, mentions of panic attack, hyperventilating,

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Matsukawa

* He generally doesn’t try to come between you and your friends if you fight as they never really get out of hand

* so when the the argument between you and your friend ends up more than a little bicker, he steps in

* He can hear you crying out to be left alone but your friend ignores you

* He marches towards you both, stepping in front of you as a shield

* If your friend tries to push past him, they can’t

* His body rigid as he looks down at them, his face unimpressed by their childishness

* “You’re quite brave acting like you’re not the one hurting them.” He raises his eyebrow

* Will continue to block you friend with a little ‘oops’ when they walk into him

* When he catches you scrunched up in the corner, he feels his heart drop

* He knows you don’t like being touched in this state so he grabs a glass of water and tissues for you

* He puts them in front of you and whispers that they’re gone now and it’s going to be okay

* “Everything they said was wrong. Don’t listen to them, okay? You’re wonderful, in so many ways, I can’t even describe. If they were really your friend they should’ve understood your behaviour. Drink some water and take some deep breaths for me.”

* He’ll wait until you’ve drank at least have the glass and then count your breaths

* He won’t try to force physical contact unless you indicate for some

* And when you do he gently dabs your face clean and caresses your check

* “My pretty baby.”

Bokuto

* He wasn’t with you when the fight started

* He only saw what was happening when he came to see you and heard you yell

* He instantly runs towards you, stopping in his tracks when he realises your friend is there too

* When you yell again he knows that you want them to leave

* He does his best to get your friend to leave, repeating that it’s what you want and that they should listen

* When he finally gets them to leave, he frowns at your shaking body

* He squats down in front of you, arms hugging his knees

* “Baby..” he whispers so softly

* “I made them go. It’s going to be okay now.” His voice is gentle, he looks over you and chews his lip

* “I promise. I’m here now and I’ll make you feel better.” He claims and inches his hand closer to yours on the floor

* He keeps it a few centimetres away and wait until you close the gap - an indication you’ve relaxed a little

* He’ll link his pinkie with yours until you’re ready for more

Iwaizumi

* Iwaizumi always protects his loved ones

* So when he sees your friend invading your space after you repeatedly tell them that you need space, it angers him

* He takes in your tense posture, red eyes and tear stain face

* He looks dead into your friend’s eyes after shooting out an arm to stop them from taking another step towards you for a hug

* “I think you’ve given them enough. Leave them alone.” You friend just stares at him and reluctantly leaves, but not without telling you they’ll call you

* He turns to you and hates the way you’re sobbing

* “Love…we don’t need to talk right now but take a seat for me, please.” He requests and points towards the bed

* He sits next to you, close enough to be there for you but always far enough that you’re not overwhelmed again

* “I don’t think you should be friends with them.” He rubs his face and looks at you

* “If they cared about you, they wouldn’t have said anything like that or make you feel worse. They don’t deserve you. You don’t need to say anything…but I’ll be here.” He assures you

* You both sit in silence besides each other, his shoulders relaxing when you start breathing regularly again

* He can’t fight the smile growing on his face when you lean over and rest your head on his shoulder

* He kisses your forehead, getting closer and letting you hold onto his as you like

* Definitely puts your favourite movie on and grabs some snacks if you don’t feel like moving, or doing anything

Kuroo

* He was meeting with you anyways so he came around yours a little earlier, a surprise wouldn’t hurt

* What he wasn’t expecting was to see your friend cornering you as you start hyperventilating on the floor

* He rushes in and shouts at your friend

* “What the fuck are you doing? Can’t you see what’s happening right now?” He scorns at you friend, glaring hard as he practically scolds them out of your place

* He curses when he turns back to see you, quickly falling on his knees and trying to grab your attention

* “Baby, breathe with me, okay? Follow me.” He holds eye contact with you and starts inhaling and then slowly exhaling

* He continues this until your erratic breathing subsides

* He then finds some tissues and gently dabs at the corner of your eyes

* “I’m here baby, I’m here.” He mumbles, sitting opposite you and giving you a small smile

* “I don’t know what happened but you didn’t deserve it. If your friend does that again…” he inhales deeply

* “Please call me if it does. No matter what, I’ll come for you.” He declares

* After a while, when he sees you slowly feeling better, he’ll suggest making dinner for you both

* A special candlelit dinner, some music in the back and a tight hug promising you that you did nothing wrong and that everything will get sorted out

[short-yandere-stories]

I see you do matchups~ Well I would love to have one if possible! From Danganronpa please! I'd prefer a Male character for this, despite being bisexual xD I have shoulder length brown hair, green eyes and a chubby face that my family says is like hamster cheeks. I have a lighter case of Autism so social situations like talking to people are scary. When I warm up then I'm really talkative. I'm very self conscious. Also a bit of a crybaby. Helping people and making them smile makes me really happy

Of course! Matchups are fun to do but also scary because it’s just based on my intuition and opinions hehe.

And you are allowed to be bisexual and have a preference!! There is absolutely nothing wrong with that and I just wanted to point that out before I get into matching you up. You sound like a really lovely person!

I get very soft or overprotective vibes from the characters I think would go yandere for you — it’s very either or. I’ll pick two male Danganronpa characters, each from a different game that I get the feeling would go yandere. I also tried to keep minimal spoilers, not mentioning gender or names of people dying just in case someone who hasn’t finished the games decides to read this.

From Danganronpa V3 I was torn between two characters, but ultimately (haha) I think that Shuichi Saihara would fall head over heels for you. Content Warnings: yandere behavior, mentions of death, killing, and murder (danganronpa), disregard of personal space, plans and thoughts of killing, mentions of tying/chaining the reader up.

This is a yandere work. Proceed at your own risk and please be mindful of your triggers.

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The realization that you’re in a killing game and need to kill someone and get away with it to leave — sacrificing everyone else in the process — would be difficult to accept for anyone.

Especially someone bad at social situations.

Shuichi takes solace in seeing that the two of you have a pretty similar reaction, but at first, he doesn’t pay much attention to it than noting it in passing.

After the first trial, however, when his closest friend -- or acquaintance at least -- is executed, his now vulnerable mind desperately searches for someone who might understand and he immediately remembers you.

A broken mind or a sad person is, after all, the easiest to change.

Shuichi, having fallen into despair, sees you as his savior -- someone he can cling to, and who will keep him sane. 

It’s a very delusional mindset, and definitely not healthy.

You’re just so kind trying to help him and cheer him up! How could he not fall for you?

You obviously feel like there is something weird about the way Shuichi practically clings to you, wanting to make sure you’re safe at any moment in time -- having to force himself to let you go to sleep in your room alone.

You tell yourself that it’s his way of trying to cope... or maybe it’s just how friends act? Reading people and social cues is difficult for you -- especially in regard to someone who is clearly not “normal”.

As the trials continue, Shuichi grows increasingly paranoid, and after the third trial, he can’t stand the worrying anymore and locks you up in his room.

He just can’t stand seeing you die or get hurt!

He is going to be oh so very gentle with you and make sure you get food and rest, and most importantly stay safe.

All he wants is to hug you while he sleeps, knowing that he can rest without worries.

And well... if your classmates start to worry and search for you and get too close to figuring it out... maybe he can make a deal with Monokuma to let the two of you leave together.

Neither of you is really good with people, so if getting rid of some of the competition is all that’s needed to stay with you, it’s a small price to pay.

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And the second character I decided to pair you up with is from Super Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair. Namely, the one and only Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu. 

Everyone always looks down on him because of how short and “baby-faced” he is, so he has always needed to struggle for recognition and validation -- always had to prove himself and be extra tough to earn even a small bit of respect

But it was different when he met you. 

You’d instantly shown him respect from the moment you met him -- even before he’d shared his Ultimate talent and said that he was a yakuza leader.

It created some underlying form of tolerance for you for him.

And as the killing game progressed, he grew closer and closer to you, bonding over and joking about the two of you having similar face structures.

Suddenly, it didn't feel as bad for Fyuhiko not to have a sculpted, masculine face anymore.

And even though he was grumpy and often pushed people away (both literally and metaphorically) you always went out of your way to try to make him smile.

Without really noticing it himself, he began to genuinely enjoy your company, and a wish to protect you emerged.

When the murders started to properly kick off, he assigned himself the role of your bodyguard and followed you closely behind everywhere you went.

Someone as helpless as you wouldn’t stand a chance in the killing game and be a very easy target.

Thankfully, you had him to protect you.

And what would you do? Try to tell him to back off and risk being killed?

Everyone knew that the moment Fuyuhiko left you alone, you were free for the killing and ticket off the island.

So just let him take care of you. No harm will ever befall you as long as he’s there.

And if you try to leave him, claiming you don’t need the protection and feel awkward with him constantly being so close, he might use the chains used to chain Nagito up to attach you to him.

Then no one can get to you without going through him.

And you can’t leave him either. 

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[rosemarycupcake42]

Hello hello everyone how are you?

My friends could tell this was coming a mile away-

So I got bored, I was angsty, so we have this beautiful piece of hurt comfort I believe?

Word count: 10k (otherwise known as 8k over the discord character limit)

Warnings: bad grammar, spelling errors, capitalization? Don’t know her, SADNESS, anxiety, talks of Rapunzel being a bitch to Varian

And no, we don’t like Rapunzel on this blog, not one bit

(Before we start, (Y/N) is your name, (N/N) is your nickname, and bold is memory Varian, italics are memory you

Coping Techniques

Varian 🧪 x reader

“Varian can’t calm his anxiety after getting back from getting kicked out of the castle, until he remembers something (Y/N) taught him, so he lets that memory guide him through calming himself.”

He was in pain. No, not physically, although it certainly felt like it, but emotionally. He felt like someone was tearing at his heart from the inside out, and he could do nothing to stop it. It hurt so bad, but he didn’t want to burden anyone else, so he just sat there, hugging himself, digging his nails into his arm, waiting for the pain he knew would never go away to leave him.

Deep down, under all of his blaming and hate towards Rapunzel, he thought it was his fault.

If he had just stopped messing with the rocks like his dad said…

He pulled his head up from between his knees and looked at his father, encased in honey colored amber, lifting his letter to the sky as if some other worldly being would reach down and take it from him.

His eyes tear up again, and he quickly hides his eyes behind his knees.

He doesn't want his father to see him crying, even if he is encased in amber.

He would be ashamed, And Varian can’t handle that thought.

He digs his nails further into his arms, and hisses when he feels them break skin and the blood seeps under his nails.

He vaguely remembers some calming techniques (Y/N) taught him for moments like these, and he struggles to remember one.

There was one that seemed to work well for him before, and so he decided to try that one.

He remembers your voice clearly, guiding him through the steps.

It’s okay Varian, just calm down, and take some deep breaths.

He takes a few calming breaths, following his memory of you.

Now Varian, tell me 5 things you can see in this room.

Don’t worry about what they are, just five things.

Do you want me to go first?

He subconsciously nods, just like he did back then.

He hears you giggle, and for a second, he’s already calm, before he glances at his father.

Well let me see..

I see a.. Current Varian starts counting. 1. Dust bunny in the corner over there.

2. Your spare set of goggles.

3. The book stack on the table.

4. Those vials with that green stuff in them. It's called Chromium (Y/N).. Yeah whatever nerd, let's just keep going!

5. And that plate with a half eaten ham sandwich on it.

Varian can hear the memory of you laugh again.

Wow Varian, i thought you were supposed to love ham sandwiches, you always just gobble them up!

(Y/N) stop it! I just wasn’t hungry.. Okay Grumpy pants, I was just joking with you!

Well.. what comes next? Huh? Oh yeah!

Varian slowly comes back to the real world, wishing you were with him right now to help him again.

He thinks about the other things you told him, and starts from the beginning

“F-five things i can see..” he stammers.

“One, my lamp. Two, that puddle by my table. Three, That beaker of silver. Four, my apron hanging off the hook over the door. Five, the spill of Orthovanadate that I never cleaned up.”

Good job Varian! The next one is four things you can feel around you.

Remind me again what we are doing this for again (Y/N)?

Well it's just in case i’m not there for you and you need to calm down!

You-

You are going to be there for me all the time right?

I’ll do my best darling.

P-Promise?

I can’t promise that Var, but i’ll do my absolute best!

Something really bad would have to happen for me to ever not be with you okay V?

Please don’t say that (N/N), that’s scary…

Sorry Var, but i'll do my best to be there whenever i can for you.

Thanks.

Anything for my little Alchemy boy.

Varian snaps back, flinching.

He chuckled, thinking about how ironic it was that he made you make so many promises back then, and yet the very reason he was remembering this was because of a promise.

Her promise.

His nails dig further into the already bleeding wounds, and he hisses.

He shakes his head rapidly, and begins counting things he can feel.

“O-one, My goggles on my head. Two, the wind blowing through the cracks in the house. Three, The melting snow in my boots and Four…”

He looks around, and hisses when the bruises on his wrists from the castle guards rubbing against the wall next to him.

“And four, these goddamn bruises from Rapunzel’s guards.”

(Y/N)?

Yeah Var?

Uhm..

Can I guess what comes next?

Hey that’s a good idea!

Okay.. so we did 5 things you can see..

4 things you can feel..

So I'm going to guess next is 3 things you can hear?

Haha! You got it right Var!

I knew you were smart, dummy.

HEY-

Where’s your sense of humor darling?

I- i uh-

Under the bed.

Oh really then?

WAIT NO I DIDN’T-

HAHAH!!

Okay okay let's get on with it.

Three things you can hear. It will probably help if you shut your eyes to focus on sounds.

Okay.

Varian laughs, and then takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes.

“One… Chemicals bubbling, Two.. The wind rattling the doors hinges, trying to get in.

Three, Ruddiger pacing the floor.”

At the mention of his name, the raccoon bounds over to Varian, right as he opens his eyes, just in time to see a gray and white furball come tumbling into his arms.

Varian looks down at him, and gently cradles him to his chest.

“Oh Ruddiger, What do I do?” Varian sighs, and then laughs when he thinks about you calling him a “crazy raccoon boy”.

Varian? Are you-

Are you talking to Ruddiger?!

I KNEW IT!

Knew what?

I knew that you locking yourself alone in the basement with only Ruddiger and alchemy to keep you company would drive you crazy, but not THIS crazy!

Oh but (N/N), werent you talking to Ruddiger last night?~

Who- who told you that?

Ruddiger did~

RUDDIGER I THOUGHT WE PROMISED TO KEEP THAT TO OURSELVES-

I’m kidding!

but were you really talking to Ruddiger??

You're more crazy than I am!

Whatever, my Crazy raccoon boy.

(Y/N)!-

Ruddiger looks up at Varian, who has a sad smile, and chitters.

Varian shakes his head, and continues the calming method.

Can the smart boy guess what comes next?

Two things I can taste?

BZZZRT- WRONG!

Two things you can smell, then..

One thing I can taste?

Correct!

He takes a deep breath, and sniffs the air.

“One, I can smell chemicals, specifically sulfur, and Two, I can smell the- the blood from my nail marks.” Varian can feel himself getting dizzy at the smell of the last one, but he smacks himself and tries to avoid looking at his arms.

One more Var, okay? Try to remember all these, you never know when you might need them!

Can we go outside after this?

(He can remember you gasping at his comment) Why Varian? Did YOU just suggest going OUTSIDE?

Who are you, and what did you do to Varian?

I-ITS NOTHING!

I just figured you'd like to go outside instead of stay cooped up in here with me all the time…

Aww, how sweet Varian, but if you aren't comfortable going outside with me, I'll gladly stay here with you!

He smiles at your past consideration, and concentrates.

“One thing i can taste..” His eyes fly open.

“Ham Sandwiches!”

He takes a deep breath, and it's finally done.

He silently thanks you for the method, and thanks the gods that it worked.

Now that he thinks about it, he hadn't heard from you since the blizzard..

He really hoped you were okay..

He knows the blizzard is really bad, he did come back from asking Rapunzel for help…

Rapunzel…

She refused to help..

It’s her fault!

He shakes his head, knowing (Y/N) would hate to hear him thinking like that.

Speaking of (Y/N)..

His head jerks up when he hears the door upstairs open and wind blowing heavily.

He listens closely, and he can hear you calling his name while you struggle to get the door closed.

He jumps up and runs up the stairs, practically dropping Ruddiger and face planting.

He looks up from the floor, and gasps.

There you are, decked out in heavy insulated fur coats, there was snow all over you, he could barely even see the beautiful color of your hair.

Your lips were turning blue-

He shakes his head, banging it on the floor a couple times, why was he even looking at your lips?!

You looked down, and gasped as well.

“Varian? Why are you on the floor dear?” He sighs happily when he hears your voice, and opens his mouth to answer.

“You know what, don't answer that, come on, i'll help you up.” You walk over to him, gently grabbing his arms, and he hisses when you grab right where the nail marks are, and your hands brush the bruises on his wrist.

You set him gently in front of the fireplace, and grab his arms.

“Did you cut yourself with your nails again? I told you that you need to cut them..” you sigh, going to grab the things you need to clean his wounds and help with the bruising.

“How did you get these bruises?!” you ask, gently holding his wrists.

He responds, “Well I tried to get help from Rapunzel about my dad, but she wouldn't listen, and the guards dragged me away. By the way, (Y/N), thank you for that 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 method.” He weakly smiles, hoping that would calm you down, being able to see you get visibly angry the more he said about Rapunzel and her guards.

You sigh heavily, telling yourself Varian needed you more than you needed to beat up those guards. “I'm glad it helped dear.”

You bandaged his little crescent shaped wounds, and gently grabbed his wrist.

He looks at you in confusion, and you falter, before going along with your plan, and pull his wrists to your lips, and give them a gentle kiss.

You give him a closed eyes smile and respond to his surprised look, “Doesn't everyone say a kiss makes things better?”

He blushes, and pulls you into him, both of you tumbling to the floor before stopping.

You snuggle into his chest, mumbling something.

He looks down, still blushing. “What was that (N/N)?”

You back your head enough to speak cleary, and repeat yourself. “I need to beat up those gaurds later.”

He snickers, nodding, and wraps his arms tighter around you, ignoring his embarrassment, and more importantly, ignoring his pain.

You also wrap your arms around Varian, and after a couple minutes, he’s snoring.

You look at him, and run your fingers through his hair.

“Ill always be there for you Varian, Rapunzel be damned.” you nod off, both of you calmly sleeping, and dreaming of ways to save his father, his dreams much more sinister than yours, but both never once leaving each other sides.

[meowzfordayz]

Hey hey T! Congratulations on your ✨milestone 10.0✨ !! I remember *slow eater* hcs was ur first work i read and then bam bammm (im gyo anon also btw have i told u that surprise surprise 😂 gyo anon and 🧦 anon r oneee)

maam may i request romantic hcs with gyo 🤍 sfw, nsfw ANY im a sucker for tooth-rotting mushy mushy squishy fluff please maam thank u iluvü 💗

About me: ppl say i look mean but rlly it's just my face i'm sorryyyt ;-; but when they got to know me i am described as very funny (when i was in 11th grade the teacher asked who the class clown was and they said it be me ?? I'm pretty sure its that other guy but okayy 🤧) and fun to be around with/ knows how to lift ppl's mood up (this touched me i swearrr bc i didn't know i have that effect on ppl until it's palanca time and ye,, one of my insecurities is i'm not rlly good with words and so when i have to comfort someone i just sit with them while also looking for someone who can help better like gurl help me idk what to sayyydbrjdhh and so learning that i can brighten their day with just my presence or just casually saying smthng is just 🤯) ++ calm and collected bc usually i'd just laugh it off but rn idk anymore gurl i think these were just a fascade im a wreck inside haha sarcasm is how i cope 😭

i'm very straightforward esp to my friends bc i don't wanna give them false hope or anything tho i do the sandwich method to not make it seem too harsh 😭 i'm also the friend who (whichever group i'm in) people hold onto like link arms,, when walking, standing or just sitting they just grab both my arms (1 friend on the right another on the left) like they do to their moms or smthng (now i feel old jkjk is it bc im a little taller? 😭) and it gives the feeling that oh no smol children must protectt like i literally look like am chaperoning kids HAHA tho its cool bc i feel like my arms are the chosen ones ✨ i want to do that too yknow hold someone's arms for a change or like be held 🥺 ,, most of my friends are shorter than me (nothing against height !!) i just feel like its weird if *i* do it :"))) I also have this habit of whenever i'm seating next to someone i'd borrow there arm and just go squish squish

I'm an introvert. just the thought of preparing to go somewhere and actually taking the trip there is already draining the sh*t out of me. There are times when mid convo i'd just shutdown tho i still will try to keep a polite face even tho inside i just hURRY UP Iwanna go hOmE sorry dude but idk there are ppl whose energy are draining but there are those who compliments well wid u idk idk

i like letterssss vvvvmuch <3 i'm also sentimental like i keep eveeerything bus tickets, movie tickets, my first shot glass ugHH u could give me a leaf and just write to and from and id keep that foreeever. even that one time in 10th grade where we were practicing for an event in the grassy area and bc we were bored we made smol bouquets madE ouT Of GrAsS i still freaking have it and thaT One letter from a friend which came with a rock she painted with a face on so cuuuute ✨

i want to say my hobby is drawing but my degree requires me to draw too so like drawing *again* as a hobby now just pisses me off bc my brain says: instead of drawing that why don't u just do ur plates 🤡

I looove animalsss (cats cats we have 4 cats and 3 kittens) my fave wild ones are 🐳 & 🐘 idk it's just they're so big and mighty but they're very gentle and caring and helpful to other animals too •u• i wanna pet them and hug them they make me soft.

What i like about myself are my sense of humour (no i'd burst out laughing at 2am i was about to fall asleep and my brain be randomly making jokes 😤), my guts bc it's sharp afff, ability to recover fast (i'm not sure with this one bc i know im not addressing my issues properly but like hey i got alot of shit to do so chop chop 👏) , and my imagination bc my head is wilddd).

wow this got super long i'm sorry ;-; thank you maamm! And have an awesome and safe day at work today!! 🧦

MILESTONE 10.0

💞: Himejima Gyomei

holds your hand before crossing the street, because if anything tragic were to occur, then at least he will have been holding your hand. Similarly, he's mindful of his parting words to you: variations of I love you being his go to. About to hang up on him because you're angry? He always manages to squeeze in We'll figure this out. About to fall asleep because he's exhausted? He never forgets to mumble Sweet dreams. About to be on your way somewhere for some time? He sends you off with Have fun, stay safe.

sponsors a wild tiger with you (has the certificate framed and everything), and participates in annual fundraisers hosted by wild cat sanctuaries. Last Valentine's Day, he purchased and dedicated a heart (really just a chunk of meat) to you, which was then fed to your favorite leopard. "You're disturbingly sweet," you'd giggled, pecking his cheek as you rewatched the Instagram reel of your "heart" being devoured for the nth time, "Thank you so much!"

gifts you a journal for your third anniversary, but it's already mostly full — mostly full of things you've said that made him smile/giggle/laugh. Of course, it isn't a comprehensive, entirely accurate record, but it includes: inside jokes that you'd inevitably forgotten (until getting to read them again), witty retorts and quips that you'd figured he hadn't heard (turns out he had), and an obnoxiously long section reserved for your puns-that-are-arguably-too-much-of-a-stretch-to-truly-be-punny.

[scarabiaa]

HAHA HI SOL 💞 for lumiles (because what if she kisses him instead of vice versa) and 💙 for delusional, sleep deprived blanca and mini taruchi!!

suddenly writing two scenarios for lumiles

[ 💞 for a dip kiss ]

The ghost marriage event was going decently. Well, if you counted the school almost burning down and the amount of people screaming, crying, and shouting at the ghost bride. It wasn’t the best place to be and a bunch of them straight up left, allowing the others to clean up the mess they left behind. 

Lumi and Miles were walking away, him taking her hand and she allowed him to. What let her know that he wanted to say something was the slight shift. Tilting her head, she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“It would’ve been better if this was done during the dance, but seeing as everything’s being burned down...” He let go of her to stand in front of her, smiling. “May I have this dance?” 

"You may." It was just two words, but those two words allowed him to lead her through a waltz. The school was burning and it didn't affect them. Nothing around them affected them dancing, slowly and gracefully stepping everywhere as they did. They were so used to being partners it was as though they could read each other's minds.

"You look beautiful in that dress, it's an incredible color on you." Miles twirled her around and brought her back, where she looked up at him and fixed his hat.

"Thank you. You also looked amazing, I can't imagine how people weren't tripping over themselves."

He hummed and dipped her, Lumi grabbing onto his shoulders. She was staring at him with slightly wide eyes, waiting for him to speak. "I would only want you doing that. What do you think?"

"I think so too." Without any hesitation, her hands slipped down to his collar and she gently lifted herself to press her lips against his.

His eyes widened out of shock, but slowly he closed his eyes, able to finally understand what was going on. His heart was racing so fast and it was all it took for him to not drop her. He could clearly feel her hands moving to wrap around his shoulders and she was cold like always, but why was he warmer now?

Oh. This was their first kiss. She had initiated their first kiss. It was fortunate she pulled away so she could stand up properly because he just knew he would've let her go. "More," he mumbled. "Please."

Lumi laughed softly, a gentle melody before pressing another kiss to his lips, then a third and a fourth. He knew that this would be an unforgettable moment and she did too because once she completely moved away to take his hand and lead him somewhere else, he could see she was blushing. He would've pointed it out, but he definitely knew he was tomato red.

"Are you okay? You're really red."

"I'M NOT RED!"

[ scene two of the first ]

The fake wedding, set up specifically because Iris had said that she needed to find some people for something else. "You're the bride, Lumi, and Miles will be your groom."

"Excuse me?" Lumi was reading something before she raised an eyebrow. "I am not getting married."

"Not officially yet, anyways. Just for one day so I can catch these kids!"

This is why she was now waltzing with Miles in the midst of other very talented dancers. It was clear, though, that they were good at this practically almost experts. They stood out not only for their dance routine, but because of their clothes. She was wearing the bride's dress and he was wearing his groom's outfit.

"Okay, they're leaving, we have to continue. Iris will be back to let us know." Lumi told him, but she could see something change in him. "What?"

"Can you lead for right now?"

"Sure." She was leading them, ignoring the stares of everyone else, who were probably losing focus and getting ready to eat food. "I'm going to dip you now."

Miles blinked. "Not that I won't like it, but why?"

"You'll see." She did exactly as she was told, her palms almost sweating (it wasn't sweat as it was her hands freezing up more than usual) as she held him tightly. She barely looked at him, his eyes clear with all the trust he had for her. Her heart clenched and she was kissing him.

She couldn't hear the roars of the crowd around her, but she could feel his grip on her and his quick muffled noise of surprise. This was a brand new feeling. Not only displaying affection in front of others, but the kiss itself. It was...different than what was described. It made her, for the first time in ages, feel warm inside.

It wasn't longer than a minute but it felt like an eternity to them. She pulled away and helped him stand up properly. His face was definitely pink and he said, "I'd tell you to warn me next time, but that was better than what I expected you to do."

Lumi couldn't speak for her friends were now upon her, asking her rapid questions. She held onto Miles' hand, and he could see her ears turning red before she quickly hid her face in his chest, allowing him to wrap his arms around her.

Iris was smiling at him. "That entire thing was my plan. You're welcome. Awww, she's hiding, I've never seen this side of her!"

[  💙 for an accidental kiss ]

Blanca was sleep deprived once again. It was a wonder that she hasn't collapsed, it's been three days. Her advice of all nighters to study were fruitless if she didn't do it herself but Taruchi listened to her anyways. Now she was stuck here, listening to Blanca stumble around, muttering words that she did not understand.

"And another thing--" She almost crashed into the Mostro Lounge sofa. "I am no longer going to milk the hens, chicken milk is gross."

Taruchi made a distinct face of disgust, but she knew well that Blanca was tired. "Blanca, why don't you sit down? Malleus is coming soon."

"Malleus? Malleus!" She was now making grabby hands at Taruchi. "Oh, isn't he so cute, just the cutest! With his little horns and his very gargoyley eyes-"

She's definitely going through it, Taruchi thought. It didn't help that she was wearing a headband that to anyone else would've seemed normal but to Blanca, seemed like Malleus's horns. "I'm not Malleus, Blanca! You should sleep."

Blanca plopped down right beside Taruchi and hugged her tightly. "You are, you have the same, uh, voice!"

Taruchi blinked. Voice? She heard the same voice? She needed to get that checked out.

"I don't think he likes me but still-" She was leaning in to just kiss her cheek, thinking it was Malleus. It was a split second effect, Taruchi barely turned to see her and spun away quickly, yelping. Blanca landed the kiss right at the corner of her mouth.

Blanca gasped. "Oh Seven, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to kiss you, that was an accident-!"

"You're fine, it was just the corner." Taruchi said, smiling sheepishly. It was fortunate that Malleus had arrived to pick Blanca up, as resisting as she was. Blanca waved at Taruchi as she retreated.

"Bye bye, other Malleus! Do not go with the other white haired person with the mole!" She slurred.

Other white haired person?, Taruchi looked and Azul was right behind her. She was referring to him. He had seen everything and had to muffle his laughter.

"Do you think if I make her sign a contract to never speak of this again, she'll do it?"

"AZUL!"

[theinkedfoxsl]

oc interview for Emil 1-25, The one before that for Ezel 1-10 + 15

1. Who makes up your family?  How close are you to them?

"I used to believe family was those you shared your blood with. I know better now. Of course my lovely sisters, Alexis and Mitch. My spouse.. My best friends. All of them are family. And we're quite close. I love them all greatly."

2. Who is your best friend?  Tell us about them!

"Ah Laure Plouffe, I remember she got teased for her name and my mere presence ended up scaring off the bullies.. She's been my best friend since childhood! She's awesome and I love her dearly. She can also hold her own quite well, and she'll never fail to impress me."

3. What is your favorite childhood memory?

"One year I was able to buy Mitch the latest Fontaine painting supplies and her happiness when she got them.. It was nice. I loved getting things for my sisters in general.."

4. What is your least favorite childhood memory?

"Oh.. I'd rather not talk about it, if we could."

5. What is your favorite thing to do in your free time?

"Call it stereotypical but I enjoy reading with a nice glass of firewater in front of a cozy fireplace."

6. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do?

"Kill my best friend."

7. Who do you look up to?

"Nobody. Not anymore."

8. What do you think had the biggest impact on you growing up?

"My father, obviously."

9. Are you a spiritual person?  If yes, what do you practice?

"I know what the Gods have done, the sins they have committed. And yet if I turn my back on them, I only have myself to blame. Call it selfish, but I'd rather share this burden with a higher power."

10. Where were you born?  Where did you grow up?  Where do you live now?

"I was born and raised in the main city of Fontaine. Now I... Float, mostly.."

11. What is your favorite type of media (TV, movie, books, etc)?  Name some specific favorites (which shows, movies, books, etc do you like)!

"Legend of the Lone Sword was my favourite as a child. I suppose I still hold it dear along with this old book of Fontaine ballads."

12. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be? (on vacation or permanently!)

"Anywhere I am surrounded by my loved ones is good enough for me. But.. Admittedly. I'd love to return to Fontaine. Those are my people, my nation. I feel I've abandoned it."

13. You’re given an unlimited budget to build anything you want!  What do you build and where do you build it?

"A house that Korrie and I can call home. Call it whatever you want, cringy or cheesy. I just want somewhere we can safely settle down. He deserves that."

14. What are your favorite music genres?

"I quite like Fontaine rock n roll, I know it isn't for everybody though."

15. Do you play any instruments?  Which ones?  How long have you been playing?

"I played violin growing up, but I was never musically inclined. My sister is much better than I."

16. Describe your perfect day.

"A gentle rain, a nice breeze, not too cold or too warm. I'm sitting inside by the fireplace, warm cider in my hand, a good book on rock formations in Natlan's inner region.. Preferably Korrie is there against me, but you know, he can do whatever he wants haha."

17. What makes you laugh?

"Not very much but it would seem my lover's laugh always manages to get me."

18. What’s the best way to cheer you up?

"Firewater, please."

19. What makes you sad?

"What makes any of us sad, the cruelty of the world."

20. Describe your biggest pet peeve.

"When people stand too close to me. I like my personal space."

21. Describe your ideal partner.

-He gestures vaguely to Korrie standing out of frame-

22. What’s the easiest way to flirt with you?

"Have ice cream hair and a good sense of humour. A wink will get me to my knees with that."

23. Have you ever had a crush on someone?  Do you have a crush now?

"Not until my current partner. I never quite had those feelings.."

24. What would you consider your main love language?

"Quality time and gift giving."

1. What is their morning routine? What are the first things they do when they wake up?

Ezel is mostly a night owl, so he's getting up anywhere from noon to 1800 on a bad day. When he gets up he typically cleans up a little bit and then drinks coffee to get himself going. Once that's done he goes through his crew's reports. He's very straight to work the second the sweet sweet cold coffee touches his tongue.

2. What is their nighttime routine? What are the last things they do before they fall asleep?

And as expected, he's mostly awake during the night. And he works til he drops. Pillaging as it were, you know. When he finally does settle down, its usually eight to nine am. He immediately downs a shot of firewater and then crawls into bed to pass out. Nothing special. He wakes up alone, goes to bed alone.

3. They’re locked out in the rain. What do they do?

Ezel can and will kick the fucking door down.

4. What would their ideal first date be?

He has to pay. He insists on it. Beyond that, he'll do whatever his date wants to do. He's mostly only in it for the company. (That is to say, even if he did have true feelings for somebody, he doesn't know what to do about them. Let alone have an ideal first date)

5. If they matched with someone on a dating app, what would they use as their opening line?

It's just a photo of his bank account (,:

6. If they were videogame characters, what loot would they drop when they died?

He literally is a treasure hoarder, look at the loot bro. If he was a boss though he drops "Tuft of fur" "Torn black cloth" and "Glass eye"

7. What are the last 3 things in their Google search history?

Ezel has the random search browser add-on so that the cops can't track him properly.

8. They can’t find their keys. Where are they?

In his hand, he's an idiot sometimes.

9. Time pauses for 24 hours and they can just do whatever they want. What do they do?

Somebody in his crew: Whatcha got there? Ezel, with the contents of an entire bank: Hm?

10. What would their karaoke song be?

He doesn't sing.

15. They need to go on a 5 hour drive. How do they prepare?

Snacks, a good playlist, and preferably company. Ezel would hate to admit it but.. He hates being alone.

[actuallysaiyan]

Hello, may I please get a Naruto male match up?👀 I'm a female, quite tall(174cm). I love sports & I have practiced martial arts since I was young. I love and value my space, "to be alone but not to feel lonely" perhaps that quote sums it up the best. I don't often ask for help unless I'm realLy struggling, I'm very independent. I love to read, watch documentaries, sci-fi, action & in my free time I also do some art as well. I love to travel and just explore new places, would love to do that with someone I love too. I'm told I'm patient, quiet, polite, perhaps strict/harsh at times but I'm gentle with the few people I really care about. Besides that I'm also told I'm knowledgable on many topics and as much as I'm overly calm I'm very protective, cautious and always ready to beat someone up haha

I ship you with...Shikamaru Nara!

WHY

You're both knowledgable people who value your space and being alone to just do what you do best. Shikamaru also loves your creative and adventurous streak.

Shikamaru was almost immediately smitten by you, but he thought having a crush was such a drag. He hated having feelings, but every time he was with you, he couldn't contain them. He eventually admitted, and you have been together ever since. He loves going on long walks in the forest with you, and he's not against traveling with you as well to discover new lands. He loves hanging out with you and maybe he'll show you how to play Shogi. Shikamaru loves your patient nature and he knows what it's like to have to be strict and follow the rules a lot, but loves making time for fun with you. He enjoys treating you to dinner so you can talk about your favorite sci-fi shows or documentaries. He's absolutely head over heels with you.

Shikamaru is so in love with you, and he never wants to let you go.

[rieson]

@sanjis-simp submitted; Hi! Can I get a matchup for One Piece if you’re still open for them? Please and thank you! I’m 5’5 and am a plus size girl. Super pale with dyed black hair with straight bangs and hair to my shoulders. Personality wise I’m an infp or 6w5. I I’ve been told I’m kind but I’m also very opinionated especially about civil rights, politics, and how people are treated so I can come off bitchy to some people. I do curse a lot and will absolutely obsess over something until I learn all I can or until I get bored of it. I’m a big homebody never really go to parties or anything like that. I’d rather stay home and watch tv or read. Thanks again!

hello ! thank you so much for requesting love, i match you up with . . .

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Donquixote Rosinante / Corazon !

Now, let me start with the usual height difference between you both; I'm sorry but you look like a dwarf standing next to your 293 cm boyfriend.

Like, an absolute DWARF. (Why is he so tall god dammit)

It's embarrassing but, he first met you when he stumbled down the stairs trying to deliver paperwork to Sengoku's office ─ you were coincidentally trying to go up the stairs so Rosinante ended up kissing your shoes.

If one were to ask 10 year old Rosinante where he would see himself 10 years in the future, the answer was probably going to be something he always wanted to do; "helping people" and NOT tripping down the stairs ─ face planting and possibly kissing someone's shoes right now.

"A-Am i dead..? Am i in heaven?" He mumbled groggily, looking up to see a blurry pale figure with dark hair, "Are you an angel...? P-Pretty ...Pretty angel" The words seemed to slip out of his mouth unconsciously, but it still made you blush.

You cleared your throat, blush still visibly apparent in your cheeks, and you handed out a hand for the stranger to take, "Are you okay? Here get up"

The stranger seemed to snap out of whatever daze they were in, finally processing what just happened.

His lips pursing, he stared at your hand ─ and stared at you ─ and back at your hand ─ and then back at you; you stare at him back.

His face visibly flushed, he opened and closed his mouth repeatedly; before deciding to close it and avert his gaze to the floor that seems oh so interesting now.

"I..Uh....Are you gonna get up? You looked like you were in a hurry" You spoke out; voice so gentle yet it was clear that you held alot of confidence.

The stranger finally deciding that the floor wasn't interesting after all, looked up at you with soft hazel brown eyes, and accepted your hand.

You pulled him up; startling him as if he didn't expect to get pulled up, and he stumbled yet again ─ but this time, he was stumbling forward.

Towards you.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his torso, stopping him from falling down again and possibly bringing you down with him.

To others, it looked like sexual harassment but honestly, the stranger just seems to be really clumsy.

Your whole body was dwarfed by his unusually tall, freaky height, making it a challenge to keep him stable but you did it anyways.

"Whoa! You okay?" A chuckle escapes your lips, "You're really clumsy"

The man flushes at your comment and nods hastily, and stands up as you unwrap your arms in his torso.

You got a good look at the man, he was tall. Like TALL tall, perhaps even more than 250 cm? You couldn't tell.

The man wore a white, short-sleeved shirt emblazoned with the Marine emblem; a simplified gull with the word "MARINE" underneath it, on the back; a blue neckerchief; dark blue trousers and above his shoulders wore a coat, "Justice" on the back. He wore the coat like it tends to be worn like a cape, draped over the shoulders with the arms not in the sleeves; indicating that he was indeed, an ensign.

His unruly blond hair seemed to go towards every direction, making it (if not) tangled.

The man finally spoke out, "Y-Yeah sorry about that.." his voice was a bit deep and husky.

"It's fine, you looked like you were in a rush" You answered kindly, crouching to gather his scattered papers he dropped.

He seemed to notice this and started to panick; arms flailing around.

"W-Wait! It's okay I can pick it up!" He sheepishly spoke out, finally taking a look at you and panicking more as he saw that you were a Rear-Admiral.

"No, No it's fine." As he was about to stop you, you were already done gathering the scattered papers, handing it to him with a smile.

"You're in a rush, aren't you? I understand, i also tend to get a bit clumsy and panicky when i wasnt in time." You chuckled.

"Y-Yeah! Thank you ...once again" He took the papers from you, and bowed.

"It's no problem! Please don't bow to me it's a bit awkward haha.." You nervously trail off.

"I- IM very sorry! I didn't mean to- I mean- I-"

"It's fine, it's fine ! You're going to Sengoku's office right ? Better be fast then" You gave him a wink.

The man blushes, "R-Right! My name's Rosinante ma'am" He gives you a shy smile.

You gave a smile back, "Chanae."

And that's practically how you two met; cliche yikes but it's fine !!!1!#!

You both kept accidentally crossing each-others paths and decided to atleast be friends because it was starting to get awkward with the short "hi's" and "how are you's"

As you got closer to Rosi, you found out that he was indeed, an extremely clumsy dork.

Its pretty comical actually, despite you hating the amount of bruises he gets from his clumsiness.

Rosinante grew up and up the ranks; finally reaching the marine commander rank.

While you, only going up to Vice-admiral, just like garp.

You've been offered the title 'Admiral' quite often but you declined, not wanting such a heavy title to be put on your shoulder.

Rosinante was disappointed to say the least but he was supportive with your decision.

Over the past few years of doing missions with you, Rosinante gained a not so small crush on you.

Scratch that, he mf loved you.

He wanted to confess how he felt to you; even if you dont return the feeling back ─ he can relax knowing he's confessed already.

Hence, that's why he's outside of your office, bouquet in hand, as he thinks of a thousand scenarios that would happen when he knocked the door to your office.

Taking a deep breath, Rosi finally gathers enough courage to knock on your door.

And so he did.

Knock.

Knock.

A door creaking could be heard, your head peeked out of the door, face visibly displaying confusion.

"Uh- Hello Chan!"

"Rosi..? What are you doing?" You narrowed your eyes at the suspiciously acting 9 foot tall man.

"Uh..I....I wanted to tell you that I like you!- I-Uh- M-More as a friend..And i was hoping if I could take you out on a d-date...?" He trails off softly, his gaze glued on the floor, face flushed.

Your eyebrows raised in surprise, flushing lightly before shrugging, your mouth forming a smile unsconiously "Sure!"

You both took the relationship slowly; not wanting to rush and make one another uncomfortable.

You and Rosi has alot of things in common; including civil rights.

Rosinante was raised to not be like other celestial dragons; he was truly kind.

And you wanted to make sure people were treated how you think is right.

You both hate celestial dragons; you more than Rosi.

Often, when someone gets offended by you cursing your mouth off, Rosi will usually be the one who will apologize profusely while you continue throwing profanities at the celestials.

Rosi also admired your hunger in knowledge; he knows a bit but he isn't as extreme as you.

Rosi HAS to drags you to sleep sometimes otherwise, you'll loose your sleep because you were focusing on learning too much.

Rosi doesn't like to go on alot of parties either, he instead just likes to be alone with you; either cuddling you or watching you read with a lovestruck gaze.

He absolutely loves the fact that you're plus size! He doesn't care what other people thinks, it makes you supper huggable and Rosi loves it.

Likes to shower you with kisses everywhere. Literally, everywhere !!

He can and will send death glares at disrespectful men that keeps checking you out; you don't need to worry about creepy men from now on. (Rosi drinks his respect women juice !! )

Both marines, you don't have much freetime so Rosi usually buys a dozen of books to give you whenever he sees one that he thinks you'll like; it's his way to remind you that he loves you and also because he loves the way your eyes shine everytime you learn something new.

If you're both not busy though, he'll take you out on nice picnic dates !!

You tried doing a pottery date but that ended up horribly as he kept accidentally smashing his creations and kept slipping on the clay.

Rosinante absolutely adores you and your flaws; he forever will and no one could ever replace you ─ same goes to you for him.

[ Runups : Sabo )If Rosinante doesn't pair well with you.) ]

i...i think i went too far ?? i'm sorry i just love this dork alot.

sorry if Rosinante isn't the most compatible with you, although this is only my take on who would balance well with you.

note; not proofread ! sorry for any grammatical errors.