#shortest drabble ever

[tmntxthings]

一∑From the Start・゜・。

author’s notes: scurries in from the darkness, throws this > 💣 < out into the light, and runs back for cover 💥

warnings: unedited, angst, drabble, unrequited love, pining, daydreams, cliffhanger

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When Leo invited you down to the lair to hang out, you had thought maybe it would be a movie thing. Or perhaps even going to the ramp room, chatting while he practiced skateboarding tricks that almost always ended badly with bruises. You wouldn’t have been surprised if he had dragged you into the kitchen to whip up something to eat or just snack on whatever the two of you could find.

But no, instead, he led you to his room, with a skip in his step. When you questioned why it had to be just the two of you. Why all of his brothers were rolling their eyes in Leo’s direction. He just shook his head, “I can’t tell anyone else! You’re the only one I can trust!” It was then, that you had a sinking feeling.

This scenario had happened before. Many times actually. You glanced back at the bros, exasperated already and you hadn’t even heard anything yet. But you knew.

Once in his room, Leo let go of you, and jumped face first into his bed. He let out a dramatic screech, kicking to boot before he turned to the ceiling and announced, “I’ve got a crush,”

You held back a sigh as you walked over to the only chair in his room. Pulled it out from under the desk, and sat, getting ready for the long haul. “Who and how?”

He really hadn’t even needed the question. He was off to the races explaining exactly how he had met ~them~ and all the moments after, from whence his heart first skipped a beat, the beauty that they hold, how they laugh at all his jokes. Your eyes clouded over.

This was pure torture. As your eyes unfocused, you let your train of thought wander away from Leo’s babbling fancies. Truly you’d lost count of how many times this had happened before. It was always the same things that made his heart flutter. That made him go crazy, so much so, that he’d tire out his brothers from all the lovesick shenanigans and bring you into the mix.

Which was like listening to chalk squeak against a chalkboard. Shrill and grating. If you didn’t tune it out, you’d go crazy yourself. Because it was despicable to listen to your own crush, talk about how much they wanted someone else.

For a second, you could just blink, look over at him, and pretend he wasn’t saying anything of consequence. “Blah blah blah,” his mouth moved, but you weren’t listening. That was better. It was unfair how pretty he could be. Especially when he was happy, especially when he was falling hard. The way he smiled, how his eyes shined. His hands couldn’t stop moving, he just had to animate with his whole body about how he felt. Your knee started to bounce. He was being cruel and he didn’t even realize it.

It wasn’t fair. But then again, how would he ever know unless you told him? You imagined what it would be like. To interrupt him. To confess your love. He’d probably laugh in your face. Ha what a great joke Y/n, now get real and back to my love crisis. That’s what he’d say. Or something along the lines of it.

But sometimes you could imagine him pausing completely. Getting taken so off guard that he no longer had the words to respond. That maybe he’d look at you with a different light. So maybe that was why you did it. On the off chance that, maybe, Leo had always harbored something for you too. Just deep down! So deep that he felt the need to hide it with all of these other so called crushes.

“Leo!”

He blinked and sat up from where he had been laying, interrupting his tangent.

“What?!”

Straightforward. That would be the best route.

“I like you.” Your eyes were steady, yet your heart raced. It was thundering in your chest as you watched one of his brow bones raise.

“I like you too Y/n” he said so as if it was obvious. Which meant he was misunderstanding.

“No no, not like that. I like you.” You strained with the emphasis as you willed his thick skull to understand. And it must’ve gotten through because his eyes widened just a bit.

“You like me?” He questioned, sitting up even straighter than before. Now you had his attention. And you could feel sweat building up in your palms as you nodded seriously.

“But, we’re best friends..” and you could’ve let that shoot you down. But you continued on. Getting up from your spot, from the single chair, and making your way over to him. Despite how every step made you second guess yourself. Despite thinking maybe it was a better idea to just run out of his room. Or to just settle for the friendship you thought you had wanted.

But you pushed through it all as you sat down next to him. “We are. You’re my best friend Leo. And I, maybe I’m greedy, but I can’t help it. I’ve liked you for so long now. And I don’t think I can just sit idly by anymore.”

You took a breath, palms closing into fists. Eyes closing because if he was going to reject you, it’d be better to not see the pity on his face. You piped up once more before he could say anything, “Every time you talk about your crushes, I can’t help but think, but wish, that it were me! And every time you get over one, I get ahead of myself, I hope that maybe, one day, you’ll look at me differently!”

There was so much you could say. So many different ways to say it. But that was the gist. “That… you’ll like me like that. That you’ll return the feelings I’ve felt for you,” you blew out a breath. Then looked into his eyes.

Leo was rarely ever serious but he was now. “I never knew…” he said softly after a moment of silence. Of taking in all that you had revealed. You nodded not knowing what that meant for your relationship with him now. And the fear of losing him forever leaked onto your face. His eyes softened, a green hand going out to cup your cheek.

“I wish I’d known sooner,” and with that he brushed a finger against your skin. He looked down at your lips as they parted with a shocked breath. He smirked, as only Leo could, and leaned down with a silent question that had you tilting your head to give him better access to your lips.

“Y/n are you even listening to me?”

You blinked.

“Huh?”

You were in the single chair.

“Hello! Earth to Y/n, this is like the biggest moment of my life, I’m telling you I think they may be the one!! Come on focus!!”

Right. You straightened up, crossing a leg over the knee that wouldn’t stop bouncing.

“Sorry, go on,”

And he blinded you with that smile as he retold all of the sickening things that made him so endeared to his crush. If only it wasn’t so endearing to you.

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This ↓ is why this ↑ came about :D

[saladscream]

I spy with my little eye...

(drabble for my "Short and Simple" February Bonus Badge @merlinbingo)

“Is it maggots?” Merlin asked.

“No.” Arthur’s tone was flat, bored and as tolerant as one could expect it to be after two days of mind-numbing captivity.

“Is it mould?”

“No.”

“Motes?”

“No.”

“Hmmm… Something beginning with ‘m’...”

Arthur stretched a leg and chewed on his bit of straw.

“Got it!” Merlin suddenly exclaimed, snapping his fingers. “It’s ‘Merlin’!”

“No. It’s magic,” Arthur said, ruining the game.

“Oh.” Then, “Wait, you spy magic?”

“Every time your eyes shine pink,” Arthur taunted.

“What? They don’t shine pink, they shine g… Oh. Crap.”

“Exactly. Now get us out of here, you nitwit.”

[muzzlemouths]

Day 1 — "Best friend"

"Alright, I've got one. How do you make a tissue dance?"

You stifle a snort, smiling ahead of the punchline. "How?"

"You put a little boogie in it!" Sun slaps his knee with a metallic clang that echoes, shoulders bouncing with laughter that mirrors your own. "Get it?"

"Very funny," you answer. "Did you hear about the guy who stole all that soap?"

The kiddie chair groans under his weight as Sun leans closer, his laughter momentarily forgotten. Suddenly he's very, very serious. "I haven't heard a thing," his rays dance a little, shrinking inward. "Did they catch him?"

Humming, your hand digs idly into the tub of pony beads sitting between you, dragging the answer out as long as you can. A theatrically deep sigh escapes you. "I'm afraid not," you tell him. "They say he made a clean getaway."

A smirk slowly creeps onto your face as he twitches in your peripheral vision. The wall clock ticks once. Twice.

"Oh, you sneaky little—" He breaks for laughter, wheezing with an automated grind of rusty levers deep within his chassis that sounds more akin to a deflating balloon. "The set up, the punch line, the drama," his palm lands with a humored thump against the table, bouncing the beads in their tub. "That was a good one. You're going to beat me at my own game, at this rate!"

"Oh, hardly." Your hand swims through the rainbow sea of beads in search of a specific shade of blue. "I'm just repeating what I remember out of my jokes book."

Sun threads a letter bead onto the elastic cord pinched between his thumb and forefinger. "A whole book full of jokes?" His faceplate spins with excitement. "Oh, pinch me! What a thrill!"

"Yeah, it was pretty cool, I guess. The library billed me for its hospital stay, though."

"Hospital—huh?"

"Well I had it so long, I broke the spine," you curb your laughter behind a façade of seriousness, not allowing him enough time to process the first punch line before decking him with the second. "I tried getting an appointment with a good doctor, but they were all booked!"

Sun is doubled over before the last of it is even out of your mouth, having evidently picked up on where the joke was headed, already, and still it has him entirely consumed by glee. He's going to break the kid's table between you if he slams his fist into it any harder.

Having successfully located the correct shade of blue, you slide the last bead to sit beside the rest and finally tie the cord off with a knot, neat and tidy. It's nothing special as far as kandi bracelets go, but you're proud of the effort behind it, regardless. After all, you weren't prepared to do any crafting today in the first place. Sun had asked you to help him sort the new shipment of beads before you went home for the night — one thing led to another and, well, here you are.

"All finished!" Sun quells his laughter enough that he can tie off his own bracelet; a parade of pastels in every color with the letter's "BFF" at the center. It hangs on a single finger, dwarfed by his massive hand, as he offers it to you with a big, cheesy grin. "Well? What d'ya think?"

The bracelet slips over your palm and comes to a rest just below the joint like a slipper made to fit. "BFF?"

"Best friends forever!"

"I love it," you tell him, feeling warmed by the notion. "Want to see mine?"

Too impatient to wait for an answer, you hand over your second bracelet of the night — a string of midnight blue with chunky yellow stars in between — and watch as his eyes light up and his voicebox crackles with a certain gravel that isn't quite his.

"Pretty," he says. Too short of a remark to have come from Sun. He slides it along his own wrist to sit above the yellow bracelet already there.

"Well, I should get home." The miniscule chair topples backwards as you stand, hands bracing against the table. "Sorry I couldn't stay longer tonight. There's a concert opening downtown and I want to get back before the traffic gets too bad."

Sun follows your lead and awkwardly squirms his way out of the kid's chair. "You could always stay the night," he says. The giggle in his voice is the only way to know for sure that he's joking. "Let me walk you out, at least."

These moments are your favorite. When the world is quiet, and you can enjoy each other's company without worrying about what tomorrow brings. It makes every goodbye feel like it will last forever. Who would have known that a friend could ever feel so much like home.

Sun opens the door for you, but stands in its path, shifting the weight between his feet with a metallic ring of his bells and a doting expression like he has a thousand things he wishes to say to you. Ultimately, he settles for something simple, yet no less fond.

"See you in the morning."

[tmntxthings]

Of course Navi!!!! Anything for youuuu 🧡🐢🧡

So, @tmntxthings wrote me this because I have been having a tough time lately, and I was in need of some turtle-comfort, and I love it. 💕

Thank you again, sweet Grace, I really appreciate it. 🫶

[iid-smile]

click. click. click.

that's what you've been hearing for some time. your eyes threatened to close, drifting in and out of sleep, and you felt comfort resting your back against kiryu, the fullness of his mattress adding onto that.

"what're you doing?" you lazily murmur, hearing another click. somehow, you manage to pick up on his fingers grazing against your hair, some sort of heaviness adding weight onto your head.

"putting accessories in your hair." kiryu responds, and you hear a light clatter of plastic and metal beside you on the bed. "you look really cute~" click.

as expected... more than a few times has he covered you up in his pins, clips and hairbands. "and how many, hm?"

he hums, and takes a beat to answer. "i'm not counting?" he clearly feigns innocence in his tone.

"mhm... sure." with a sigh, you close your eyes completely, just enjoying his presence and letting him do whatever he wants.

tags: @yuuyeonie

[enluv]

standing under the mistletoe

pairing: any idol x gn!reader

genre: just some really short and quick fluff for the holidays!

holiday music plays softly throughout the dimly lit party as red and green lights shine in every corner.

people laugh and sing along to the music, the atmosphere is calm, bringing everyone closer together today.

his eyes scan the crowd of people in the room over, but there’s only one person he’s looking for tonight.

the music drowns out as his gaze meets yours, time slows when you send him a smile, and his heart beats faster watching as you make your way through the crowd and to him, before he can even think about what’s happening you’re already standing in front of him.

you gesture for him to lean in closer to you, and place a soft kiss to his lips. immediately he’s at loss for words.

a look of confusion flashes across his face, but you’re quick to give him an answer before he can even ask, softly pointing up at the doorframe.

“the mistletoe, it’s up there.”

he gazes up at the plant hanging above your heads, then back down to your lips, bringing you closer once more for a proper kiss.

coco’s <3 note: something quick for any idol your heart desires! happy holidays to all of you who celebrate <3

[corazondebeskar-reads]

let's all go to the lobby

joel miller x gn!reader

words: 157

summary: a date night with joel miller

warnings: none, this is just a handful of fluff. no outbreak. happy valentine's day!

dividers by @saradika-graphics

There are thick, heavy blankets in the back of the truck. He stole the cushions off the couch to prop up against. You’re tucked into the crook of his arm, snuggled up to his gray tee, soft against your cheek. You can hear the huffs of laughter rumble through his chest, your fingers entwined in the fabric over his heartbeat. 

Joel starts to ask if you want another coke from concessions, but you lightly smack his chest with the back of your hand, knocking popcorn loose onto the blanket. 

“Shh,” you hiss. “This is my favorite one.”

He watches the grin, goofy and giddy and gorgeous, take over your face while the cartoon hot dog does flips. 

You look over at him to see if he’s properly enjoying the intermission, eyes crinkling at the corner in delight. It hits him then, like you’re a semi with your floods on, and he’s a witless deer. 

He loves you. 

(just in case you haven't seen the intermission cartoons: please enjoy. i fucking love the drive in.)

[fortune-maiden]

FX Week Day 2: Mt Tonglu

Second @fxweek drabble for Day 2

I am Committed to this!

He hadn’t checked Mt. Tonglu yet. The day the kiln opens, Feng Xin rushes ahead, cutting through swathes of ghosts in hopes of finding his prince. He doesn’t know how vicious the place is. He doesn’t know a freshly ascended god who doesn’t hide his aura is the favorite target for those frenzied manic ghosts. There’s no fight left in him when he encounters the man in red who holds a silver scimitar with a blood-red eye to his neck. “Get these people home,” he demands and disappears, and Feng Xin’s first trip to Mt. Tonglu comes to an end.

i struggled so much with this prompt. I hope this is okay ;w;

[jihyocentric]

i needed more domestic nahyo... same universe as this

cw: body image issues (?) just pregnancy stuff, nothing heavy

nayeon stands by the door frame, arms crossed as she watches jihyo getting ready.

"what are you so pretty for?" nayeon asks, taking jihyo's attention away from the mirror.

"i have to look pretty today," jihyo looks back at the mirror, searching for any mistakes she might have done while putting on makeup. "it's jisoo's first day in school. we need to look presentable."

nayeon walks closer, hands touching jihyo's hips, kissing her cheek as she hugged jihyo from behind.

"if presentable is the same as looking like a goddess, you're doing it right." nayeon stares at jihyo from head to toe through the mirror, sighing when she finishes inspecting her wife. "you're starting to look more like a milf."

jihyo laughs softly, resting back against nayeon's body. "thank you?"

"i mean it. you were already beautiful before, but after jisoo you became double the amount. should i be concerned?" nayeon pouts, holding jihyo tighter, making jihyo smile at her.

there was a time where jihyo felt insecure, in the past, during the pregnancy, because her body changed. while jihyo only saw flaws, such as stretch marks that never left after having jisoo, nayeon thought all of those things made her prettier. those were the results of having jisoo, and there was nothing about it that looked anything other than beautiful.

with time, nayeon managed to convince jihyo that the pregnancy didn't ruin her body and that she was the prettiest she had ever been. jihyo's body eventually went back to what it used to be, only that now her curves looked more defined, aside from the stretch marks. building back jihyo's confidence was the most difficult challenge they had, but now that she's got it back, nayeon feels conflicted.

"why would you be concerned?" jihyo turns around, the smile on her face nearly making nayeon forget what was talking about.

"because wherever i take you, people look at you. they stare. our baby on your lap makes them even more attentive! they stare even when i am around! your wife! the one who put a ring on your finger!" nayeon whines pitifully and jihyo breaks, laughing right at nayeon's face.

jihyo pulls away, fixing her dress, ready to take her baby to school and go to work after. "you shouldn't have gotten me pregnant so early if you didn't want me to be a young milf, nayeon. it's all on you." she says, leaving nayeon alone in the room.

nayeon follows jihyo, having no reason to be in their room anymore. "it was an accident!"

"you asked for jisoo." jihyo huffs, tired of nayeon pretending she didn't explicitly ask for a baby whenever she felt like messing around with her. "you made sure i would get pregnant, too. filled me so many times."

nayeon's face becomes red, embarrassed with the dirty talk at that early time in the day. "d-don't say stuff like that!"

jihyo laughs and nayeon follows her to the kitchen. they catch jisoo giving her fruits to the cat instead of eating them but pretend they didn't, letting it pass just because it was jisoo's first day at school. a special occasion.

"ready to go, soo?" jihyo brushes her hand over jisoo's hair, sighing when jisoo looks up and shakes her head, bottom lip sticking out, looking like she was about to cry. "what is it, baby? what's up this sad face, hm?"

"don't wanna go." jisoo says lowly, almost like a whisper. jihyo takes a chair and places it right next to jisoo, sitting on it and bringing jisoo to her lap.

"will you tell mommy why you don't want to go?" jihyo asks softly, caressing jisoo's cheek with her palm. nayeon sits where jisoo had been sitting, touching jisoo's knee to let her know she's there just like jihyo is.

jisoo takes time to answer. she might be better at communicating than other kids in her age, but she had a hard time talking about what frightened her. she still talked it out, because jihyo and nayeon raised her to talk about her problems so that they could work on them. jisoo just needed a little push for the most part.

"you can tell us everything, babygirl." nayeon pats jisoo's head tenderly, her voice calm and reassuring. "if you don't want to go, we can stay home. but we need to know why."

"i'm scared." jisoo curls up in jihyo's lap.

nayeon exchanges glances with jihyo. "scared? scared of what, babygirl?"

jisoo doesn't reply this time, but jihyo knows it right away. "it's the kids, isn't it, baby? you're afraid of them?" jisoo nods, and jihyo sighs. "they must be scared too, you know? not every kid is brave enough to face school. it is scary to meet new people, but you have to try, baby. do you remember how mommy met mama?"

"auntie jeongyeon made you go out?" jisoo asks quietly. jihyo and nayeon laugh.

"not exactly. auntie jeongyeon set a date for us, and i was so scared of going to our date..." jihyo replies, with a smile on her face when she reminds of the day she met nayeon. "i tried to escape, cancel our date and stay home, but your auntie took mama to my house!"

nayeon's heart swell when she thinks about the time she met jihyo. she remembers eyeing her for a long time before gathering courage to talk to jihyo's only friend at the time and try to get a date with the girl she'd fallen for, despite never exchanging a single word with jihyo.

jisoo's eyes widen. "will mommy bring school here?"

"of course not, baby," jihyo laughs. "you can stay home. you don't have to go to school today, but you will have to go someday."

"if i were you, i would go today. you can make many friends on the first day," nayeon adds. "and your cousins will be there. they won't share the same class with you because they're older, but you will still get to see them."

"really?" jisoo gets interested when nayeon talks about her cousins. jeongyeon and momo's twins were the only kids jisoo had no problem talking to. nayeon nods. "i want to go."

jihyo lets out a relieved breath. it wasn't hard to deal with jisoo, perhaps she got lucky on her first child and the next one would be the opposite of jisoo, but jihyo still worries.

the ride to jisoo's school is filled with nayeon singing with their baby and jihyo focusing on the road. jihyo makes sure to get a picture with jisoo on her first day, before jisoo goes to class, wanting to keep that moment forever, because it was the day that her baby took a big step in her life.

it isn't until jisoo is already inside and they get back to the car that jihyo starts crying, hiding her face in nayeon's neck as she sobs. jihyo feels embarrassed about crying like that and truly expects nayeon to laugh, but she hears nayeon's breath faltering, as if she was holding back tears. nayeon was close to crying too, and the only thing she could do was give jihyo comfort.

"she's growing up so fast." nayeon says, swallowing thickly to hold back her cry.

"we're lame." jihyo sniffles. "we should be h-happy and proud, not crying in the car because our baby is growing up."

"i'm not crying." nayeon bites her lip. jihyo looks at her, watches as a single tear falls down on nayeon's cheek. "stop."

"it's okay, you can cry." jihyo hands nayeon a tissue. "i'll leave you at work and then get you when it's time to pick jisoo up."

nayeon answers with a hum, turning her face to the window as jihyo starts driving, letting more tears fall occasionally.

[tmntxthings]

Author’s notes: short lil drabble ish cause i don’t ever remember writing leo as a yandere, have i only ever done donnie???

Warnings: yandere tendencies, stalking, implied murder, intimidation, gaslighting, manipulation, unedited

Song: House of Balloons/Glass Table Girls by The Weeknd

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Yandere!Leonardo who is tired of watching you. He’s itching to talk to you. To have your eyes finally recognize the shadow that follows after you. For that attention you give so freely to be his. No one else should matter, you’re his whole world. It’s only fair if he becomes yours in return.

Yandere!Leonardo who seamlessly enters your life like it wasn’t pre-meditated. Like he hadn’t planned every minute detail. He was meticulous when it came to you. Think of him as your knight in shining armor. Come to him with all your troubles.

Yandere!Leonardo who fixes all of those issues that you have. Your neighbors in the apartment aren’t as loud anymore, actually you haven’t heard them fighting for a couple nights now. They must’ve made up or maybe even broke up! Either way it didn’t matter to you, finally you could get a good nights rest.

Yandere!Leonardo who starts draping himself over you. You guys are friends now. Friends touch! It takes some getting used to, but don’t worry it’ll be second nature soon. Don’t think too much about it. His frame leaning into yours, his arms going over your shoulders. He’s tired, he stayed up too late again. Won’t you let him rest against you for a little while? He’ll even close his eyes.

Yandere!Leonardo who thought he had taken care of all your little love interests. But he portals over unannounced only to hear you gushing about this new guy, someone from your finance class. He creeps closer to your bedroom door, it’s cracked open, just a sliver. He peers through to see you bouncing around, jumping on your bed to kick your feet out happily.

Yandere!Leonardo whose eyes grow cold as the phone call hangs up. Words of encouragement were given to you. To finally go after a crush since the last couple had gone so horribly. He thinks this kind of puppy love isn’t good for you. Why can’t you just catch on already? Does he have to spell it out for you?

The door creaks open.

You lurch up, smile disappearing from your face.

So does your flush. You look ashen now.

Maybe it was because he had a sword out.

He’d never pointed one towards you.

Despite his weapon now facing you, he tilts his head and tries for a smile. It’s strained, his eyes looking at you with barely restrained mania. It’s been hard keeping his true self hidden from you. The side that wants to whisk you away and keep you from the rest of the world. No one else deserves you. Your happiness. Your smiles. Your attention, that was all his.

“You belong to me.”

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[jaaklops]

Trusting is one of many things that is easier said than done. 

Nancy knows better than anyone that trust isn’t something that can be easily found when it’s lost, like how it isn’t easy to fix a vase when it’s broken. 

And trust means many things. Nancy thinks of it as a chameleon, its definition changing depending on the situation. 

It can mean setting your entire being into someone else’s hands, like a religion. If their hands falter for even a moment, everything can crumble and fall apart, and then nobody’s happy. It can mean a whispered secret into someone’s ear. Something that wasn’t supposed to be said, and hoping they keep it a secret.

The guardian of the joyful heart is hopeful. Idealistic. It always hopes for the best in a situation, no matter the situation. It feels deeply and laughs wholly and it is whole. Nancy silently envies. 

And the guardian of the untrusting heart is the most ruthless of all. 

It’s battered and broken and bleeding from all the times that it’s been fooled. Whether it be ten, or five, or one time. It doesn’t hope. It wishes it could. Its laugh carries like a cracked egg—the people on the outside never know when the cover will break apart. 

Nancy doesn’t know what, or who to trust. She hasn’t for a long time. 

But Robin’s heart is wanting to be the outlier. 

Robin, who will always be the weird runner, and a theorist, and a fast talker and a good listener and the best sympathizer, and the one who flinches at loud noises, and anything she wants to be. Robin, who wouldn’t look at her the way everyone else would. Robin, who is as close as a guardian angel that Nancy will ever get.

Robin, who Nancy prays she never loses.

[equinoxbloom]

Salt and Shade

[FFXIV Write 2024 | Day 21 | Shade]

The salted breeze combed through the long grass and the sound blurred with the distant rush of the tide against the cliffs. The pulse of the land, slow and rhythmic exhalation, the sun warming the back of her neck. She plucked another handful of rolanberries and let them roll from her fingertips into her basket. Simple tasks had become hypnotic.

The wind rushed through the field. The bushes rustled. She picked another berry. She was a stranger sight now than she’d been a few years ago, when she’d been an unknown adventurer offering a hand in the field. Her name did not linger in too many more minds now, by her own estimation, but who in Eorzea did not now know the Warrior of Light? The ordained bearer of a legacy she’d had no part in. The berries stained her fingers a fine shade of red.

She paused to pop one of the small morsels onto her tongue, crushed it between her sharp teeth and felt the juice run down her throat. Across the field, a small figure paused to wave in her direction. She smiled. It was kind of them, to let her return here and fade into the landscape, to exist as wind and sea salt and a silhouette in the bright sunlight. It wasn’t an anonymity she’d ever thought she’d need. She was grateful for it now.

Sweat slithered down her shoulders. Basket slung on her arm, she picked her way toward the shade of the trees along the fence line. They didn’t need her here, which was somehow a comfort. Beneath the swaying boughs, she watched the sunlight dance dappled across her feet.

[the-travelling-witch]

HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Any goals for 2024!

happy new year!! i do have some goals for 2024 actually, some more serious than others

learn to play the (electric) guitar

write more multi-chapter/ longer fics

write more “beautifully”

improve quality of my writing overall

perhaps work on original fiction (this year fr)

be more patient with myself

be more vocally feral about haikyuu

graduate and do sth with my life lol

i think that is the core of what’s going on

[bi-disastersoup]

March of the Tropes: Day 21 - Secret Relationship

It wasn’t that he was trying to hide it, exactly. But R'alma hadn’t exactly had the opportunity to make any kind of announcement. Short drabble.

[ase-trollplays]

>> You really should be asking more questions. How do they even know Corali? How do they know she killed a fleet official? How do they know where she is? However, finding your moirail before a legislacerator does takes priority. She's going to have to disappear for a while.

...thank you... ...danny... le-- *SQUEAK!?*

>> Your matesprit doesn't even let you finish talking before scooping you up in his arms and taking off in a sprint toward the clothing store. After all, she's also his kismesis; the fact that he's been so much more held together than you ought to be commended.

>> He could have at least let you say goodbye, though.

>> You don't seem remotely bothered by the taller troll moving towards you. Your gaze flicks to him, that's all.

>> Slowly exhaling the smoke, you consider your answer for a moment.

"...sh= was aliv= and r=lativ=ly unharm=d last i saw."

>> You don't exactly want to reveal that you were the one who knocked her unconscious and left her in the street. You take your own phone out of your pocket and pull up the public information for the clothing shop you dragged her out of, and turn the screen around to show Thiomi.

"...n=ar h=r=."

>> Still kind of incriminating yourself, but whatever. As long as no one attacks you again, you don't care.

[etherealyoungk]

— ✦ etherealyoungk's 2024 rewind!

i saw this going around so i thought i'd hop onto it and do a little appreciation post for 2024! this is going to contain my top fics, some stats, goals for 2025 and a little paragraph for all my lovely moots on here <3

— top three posts this year!

into the night - jeon wonwoo (with 1918 notes)

sugar & spice - jeon wonwoo (with 1536 notes)

new beginnings - jeon wonwoo (with 1287 notes) honestly didn't think people would like this concept so much haha and not all the top three being wonwoo fics lol.

— longest fic of 2024:

sugar & spice - wc: 29.2k

— shortest fic 2024:

wonwoo fluff drabble - wc: 438

— an unexpected fic in 2024:

love between the lines - chwe vernon (wc: 12k) i genuinely really enjoyed writing this fic. vernon isn't a member i write for often or find a little hard to write, so this was a nice challenge. i honestly don't thing i'd ever have written a long fic for vernon if it wasn't for the collab and i'm so glad i joined and wrote this because i had great fun with it and really happy with the outcome + seeing so many of you guys enjoy it makes me always happy ^^

— some of my fav reads:

tell me that you love me pt 1 & pt 2 by @wheeboo one of the best fics i've read this year honestly this was tooo good like THE joshua fic so everyone go read this right now.

what's wrong with secretary kim with soonyoung by @xinganhao this was the cutest fucking thing i've read and i need more ahhhhhh kae your work is top tier i love it sm.

rates of change by @wqnwoos hana i'm literally in love with you and your writing and ths fic was the cutest thing ever i adored every word and ate it up.

ex-conomics by @ugh-yoongi oml this fic was so fucking good i read it in one go on my bed and it was such an emotional rollarcoaster but you wrote it so well everything was just so so amazing one of my favs for sure.

here and now by @writingmeraki babe im in love with your spy gyu couple im not even kidding when i say i go reread this often like i love it so much okay and i love you.

burnt promises, second chances by @slytherinshua omg zanna please this fic it was so good you wrote it so so well i just loved everything about this and the concept was so cool too!

— milestones in 2024

writng an almost 30k fic bc that is insane to me i never thought i could do that but im so proud of that fic.

hitting 4.5k followers just before the year ends! that's honestly insaneee. i adore each and everyone who reads my work and leaves reblogs and feedback.

joining collabs and doing a collab for the first time was so new but also so exciting for me. hopefully in 2025 i can do more.

— goals for 2025

finishing all my incomplete wips!!! i really really want to finish all the wips i started and left hanging skgjsg bc they were really good ideas and i wanna put them out in the world for you guys to read as well!

try to interact with you guys more? i feel like i don't enough.

— a word to my mutuals <3

to all my mutuals i love and adore you guys so much and i still can't believe i'm actually friends with some of you insane guys i love yall so much and i love this silly little family i have on here, it means the world to me <3

@wheeboo rania i love talking to you and love how i can just come in your dms and be delusional and bounce off ideas with you. i love talking to you about anything and everything. you're seriously one of the best writers and i can't wait to see where 2025 takes us.

@fairyhaos yenaaa my love! i love talking to you and you're the sweetest and your fics are always so so good. i miss you but i hope you're doing well and taking care and uni isn't too hectic. always thinking about you fondly and sending hugs mwah mwahh

@writingmeraki pri the loml my wife i love you so so much. i love how became moots bc of this one post of yours and after that it's history and i just love talking to you about anything and how we just talk about anything and everything <3 i just love us so much. mwah mwah mwahhhhh

@strawberri-uyu nico my love! our convos are honestly the best and i miss you and i hope you're doing well and taking care of yourself bubs <3

@paindivinemp3 my dear maria! you're the sweetest soul ever and i love talking to you about life and things and it's always so nice to talk to you, it always feels like i'm talking to an elder sister 🥺 sending much love <3

@wqnwoos hana i literally adore you and your writing so so much and you're the sweetest kindest soul mwah mwah ily <3

@gyuswhore you're the coolest moot! you're so so talented, an amazing person and just the coolest!!

@jeonsupershy kashii i love talking to you about day6 and seventeen and i adore your gifs they're truly amazing and im so glad we got talking.

@ylangelegy kae omg i love your work it's so good especially your text imagines im in loveeee and plus i know we only started talking but it's so nice to meet another myday and carat and hopefully we talk more!

@gyubakeries tiyaa i love how you text me on discord and we have the most funny convos.

@fxstpace aspen omg new moot but you're so much fun to talk to i hope we talk get to talk more.

and all my other lovely moots that i adore: @blue-jisungs @slytherinshua @kyeomyun @hannyoontify

@weird-bookworm @lvlystars @icyminghao @cheolhub @rubywonu

if i missed anyone im so sorry but just know you guys are so loved by me!

@reikaryu @husbandhoshi @welcometomyoasis @babyleostuff

@odxrilove @holdinbacksecrets @husbandhoshi @naaaaafla