#since you drop by and interact often 🥺

[taegularities]

cmi oc is the cutest and sweetest and the most adorablee in this chapter!!

im in true loveeee with her character 😭<3

im not a fan of pregnancy scares in stories BUT I PUT MY TRUST IN YOU AND YOU ATE AND DELIVERED ALTHOUGH OC IS THE PREGNANT ONE (tf did i just say and why did i say that but nvm)

IM IN LOVEEEEEEEE WITH CMI 11 <3333 like you wont believe me but i finished it yesterday only and i wanna read it again? 💀

also why is no one talking about this para?! was i the only maniac who got rizzed up by him here?💀

oh my gosh?! i get a lot of messages complimenting jk, but not as many giving love to our beloved oc, so this is super refreshing and kind omg!! thank you for loving our munchkin!!! and yeah, i figured not too many are fans of that trope, but i still wanted to bring them closer together and showcase just how much they care about each other 🥺 super happy you gave it a chance either way and loved it ahhhh 😭

if you actually reread, i love you 🥺 and if you didn't, i still love you bc just thinking of doing it has me on my knees. ty ty ty!! also that paragraph??? I KNOW HE'S JUST <////3 there's so much in that chapter that we need to talk about, and not everything was mentioned so go wild any day guys 😌 ty again, love!! <3

[willowser]

Okay so we know about college nerd bakugou, but what about 30 year old nerd bakugou? (Like the art you retweeted from doodlejoops?) 😩

oooooh, interesting !! 🤔✨️ i don't like to repeat concepts when something small even gets changed bc i feel like !! no, that's still them !! college nerd bakugou is living his life with us 🥺 figuring himself out, studying, having a super hot girlfriend that's out of his league 🥺 but older nerd bakugou hmmmm 🤔

let's say. denki is a decently popular streamer.

not huge or world-famous or anything, but he has a decent fan base, is able to make a living off what he does, maybe has a teeny bit of merch out there. and he plays a lot of multi-player games, always with his same team: RedRi0t, pinky-alien-queen, cellophane, and dynamight!

sero, mina, and kiri will occasionally have face-cams, not always, but bakugou ? never. doesn't do it. the other three have channels they will upload to if the stream goes well, but dynamight! does not exist outside of charge_bolt's channel, not something he's interested in, doesn't want an online presence, but he still enjoys playing with his pals ! the mystery of him makes him a little more targetable, especially when denki takes the time to make hilarious compilations like dynamight! yelling at me for 7 minutes.

you like charge_bolt just fine, will watch him every now and then on a weekend when you are home alone with nothing better to do. it's funny to watch him scream and run from dynamight! in dead by daylight. of course, you're a little curious, too, who the guy behind the voice is, even do a google search that confirms very little is known about him on the internet. no name, no picture, no age. just a voice.

charge_bolt has a patreon, and the first tier gives you access to his discord. it's not much, so you subscribe and are thrust into a very full server, one that has notifications going off every minute, is a little intimidating, but charge_bolt interacts often, has everyone in his lil group as mods, so you stay. you don't have access to the private streams, since that's a higher tier, but you can still see all the channels. they go so fast that any comment you make is typically eaten away, but, one day, a new upload hits—another compilation of dynamight! absolutely wrecking him—and you send a message fairly early on. something like sparky i don't think you'll ever get the upper hand on dynamight! at this rate and—the man himself replies.

you're goddamn right: simple, nothing special, but you react with a 😂 and a 💕 anyway. and then it seems like—he doesn't interact too often, but sometimes you can catch him right after something has been uploaded, like he's checking the reaction, and he always responds to you. first in the #just-dropped channel and then elsewhere. nothing too substantial, simple replies or just 👍🏻 reactions, but still. you feel a little charmed by it. find yourself watching just to hear his voice, the few in which he laughs loud and victorious and mean, the very little he reveals about himself.

and one day you send a message in the stream, a little woo go dynamight 💗✨️ and it's not ten minutes before you have a friend request on discord.

[teddypickrwritings]

HELLO!!!! i see that u do character x character and im respectfully humbly and looking at u with big sparkly eyes if u could possible perhaps maybe write ithaqua x luca? 🥺👉👈

Resting - Night Watch x Prisoner (IthaLuca)

A/N: My belief that Luca can be shipped with anyone (within reason) remains strong. Thank you for requesting! Apologies that this took a bit to write, life stuff kept me busy. ^^;

Despite what many believed, Ithaqua did not hate people. It was true that he was unsociable and…off-putting, to say the least. But it couldn’t be helped. He had barely interacted with a single person besides his mother for years. His victims didn’t count.

Ithaqua just preferred to observe everyone’s interactions. It was a form of amusement for him. But no one amused him more than a certain electrically-charged survivor.

Luca was a bit of a strange case in terms of personality. He liked talking to people, often carrying conversations, but spent a lot of time holed up in his room. He was well-mannered because of his noble upbringing, but could be as loud and impulsive as the lightning that coursed through his body. Ithaqua found him to be charming.

“You know, chasing you around is like a game of cat and mouse,” Ithaqua once said to Luca post-match. He had tried to keep his feelings of annoyance down—it wasn’t a secret that Luca was an easy target, but the prisoner’s evasiveness had been exceptionally high today.

“Cat and mouse, huh? Interesting comparison,” Luca mused, his fanged smirk growing. “A lot of people here are like cats in a bad way—always throwing hissy fits. It can be such a bother…but you, well, you’re like a giggly cat. If cats could giggle.”

Ithaqua, of course, giggled at that. And Luca’s smile upon hearing it made the slight embarrassment. “You are more like a rat,” the masked man quipped. “And I’m not sure why. You just are.”

Luca pretended to be offended. “Why, Mister Ithaqua, that was rude of you,” he laughed. But it turned into a wince of pain as he was suddenly struck with a small headache. “Ow, ow…!”

The lighthearted mood immediately dissipated. “Are you okay?” Ithaqua asked, a bit of concern in his voice. He knew it must be something related to Luca’s brain damage.

“Yes, yes. I’m fine,” the shorter man muttered. He ran a hand through his messy brown hair, a bit of static making it raise up a little. “Ah, what were we talking about?”

“Cats and rats,” Ithaqua deadpanned. He grabbed Luca by his collar and started dragging him away. “But not anymore. You better get some rest right now.”

Luca protested the whole way back to his room (wait, how did Ithaqua know where it was?) but wasn’t really struggling like one normally would in a match. Anyone they passed by didn’t move in to help at all, either out of fear or confusion.

Ithaqua practically kicked down the door and dropped Luca onto his bed covered in paper. “The state of your room is something to behold,” he said sarcastically. He couldn’t help but look around at the various notes and bits of machinery strewn everywhere. “So this is what you’re always up to…”

“Of course!” There was pride in Luca’s voice. “I told myself that no matter how spotty my memories get, I will be able to finish this machine.” He grabbed a fistful of his hair again with a hiss—the headache. He forgot about that.

“Well, you’re certainly not going to work on it now,” Ithaqua said firmly. He released that the sharp ends of his stilts could potentially stab through the papers, so he sat down and quickly took them off. Then he went to close the curtains so the sun wasn’t streaming in Luca’s face. “You better sleep right this instant.”

Luca looked at him suspiciously. “Since when did you care about people? And me, to an extent?” he asked.

Ithaqua narrowed his eyes. “You’re saying that as if I’m a cold, heartless monster,” he growled. He sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh. “Maybe I am heartless in a way. Emotions have become intolerable for me. But still, don’t just assume that I’d hurt you without reason.”

“That’s not what I was implying at all,” Luca said. He sat up and put a hand on Ithaqua’s shoulder, static electricity crackling faintly. “I just don’t ever remember you acting like this towards anyone.”

Ithaqua felt even more ashamed because he was right. How annoying. Wasn’t he supposed to be helping Luca feel better and not the other way around?

“There’s no shame in having emotions,” the prisoner continued.

“Ugh, shut your mouth already!” Ithaqua finally snapped, glaring at him. “You should be resting right now!”

Luca didn’t seem that fazed by the outburst. “If that’s what you want,” he said. He laid back down and turned to lay on his side, back facing Ithaqua. “Feel free to let me rest in peace.”

A few moments of silence. The tone in the prisoner’s voice…it was so infuriating! Yet, Ithaqua couldn’t help but wonder if that was a subtle invitation for him to stay. “I’ll stay, just to make sure you actually fall asleep,” he huffed.

A sly and content smile appeared on Luca’s face as he heard Ithaqua drag the desk chair next to the bed and sit in it. Oddly enough, despite the taller man being a hunter, he felt safe knowing that he wasn’t alone. And he felt grateful that he wasn’t sleeping on a hard surface like in his prison cell. Luca finally shut his eyes and fell asleep.

And when he woke up about an hour later, he was surprised that Ithaqua had fallen asleep as well. The mask muffled his slight snoring, but he was definitely sleeping.

Luca’s heart warmed at the sight. It was kinda cute seeing him looking like a napping cat. And it was, well…sweet of Ithaqua to have been serious about staying, not to mention surprising that he had fell asleep. Maybe he was truly the one that needed to rest.

“Sleep tight,” Luca whispered. He didn’t dare to try and move Ithaqua to his bed. But he was bold enough to kiss the forehead of his mask very, very gently.

Ithaqua’s dreams became pleasant after that.

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Alright, a couple of regular replies, and then some about Jade!

eh-nonnie-mouse asked:

I'm so nervous to de anon but your newest comic of Floyd/Idia comic is too cute! I'm sure Floyd totally doesn't have any ulterior motives once he realizes what position they are in.

This is such a silly thing to be nervous about since I write problematic content (mostly incest) and enjoy your Shroudcest stuff a lot. You have such a beautiful art style and I am so happy my anon blurbs (the Seb/Ceil and Fin/Ciel and some other NSFW stuff) make you two somewhat happy 😊. I know I don't interact with a lot but I hope to drop more chats in non anon.

Thank you so much! We really appreciate it <3

Floyd is super invested in that game he’s playing, but once they’re in this very convenient position, he’ll show Idia how much of a multitasker he can be >:3c He’ll impress him for sure.

And even though it’s going off-anon is an anxious thing to do, it’s good to see a person behind all those asks :) Nice to meet you!

Anonymous asked:

(Referring to your fem twst art) I absolutely NEED to see fem!Silver in Aurora’s 1959 commoner outfit! She would look so pretty!!! 🥺😍🥺😍

Ahh SHE WOULD, ANON, SHE REALLY WOULD!! And honestly this is my favourite outfit of Aurora.

I don’t have anything to show right now, but I really hope to draw fem!Silver in this dress. Even though she probably spent the majority of her time wearing pants…

Btw thank you for loving my fem!Silver, it means a lot ;w;

Anonymous asked:

In this household we love Jade ❤️

In all seriousness the fandom doesn't give him enough love, Jade is always the other woman when it comes to ships and worst of all it's always Floyd his own twin brother that gets the girl anyways. Make a donation to save Jade from second male lead syndrome 😢/j.

Ahh, poor Jade. Always a bridesmaid, never the bride… I can picture him sobbing quietly and wiping his tears with a tiny little handkerchief… :”(

To be fair, I think Jade finds his position quite advantageous: if everyone always pays attention to Floyd, he gets to not only act as if he isn’t the same when it comes to being chaotic and dangerous, but also have this element of surprise!

He also doesn’t flirt as obviously and as often as Floyd does, so we can blame Jade’s sneaky ways to collect his bottoms lol

Anonymous asked:

by chance, do you think Jade would like using idia as a lab rat? aka feeding him all kinds of mushrooms to test their effects and inevitably doing the affection +100 nighttime-activities command with a very drugged up idia

Anonymous asked:

I wonder if Jade being the awful guy he is (lovingly) would test out every single kink from A-Z on Idia?

Those are two different asks, but I feel like they are kind of connected because in my head to Jade testing out kinks and using someone as a lab rat are pretty much the same thing lol And to answer both of them: YES, Jade would absolutely do that if he had an opportunity. I guess the second option is more possible because it seems less dangerous, and I wanted to say that it would come first, but…. Honestly? With Jade it could go either way.

He could either start experimenting on Idia and it’d turn out sexual, or he’d start having sex with Idia, but then they’d end up experimenting somehow.

I don’t know what needs to happen for Idia to get stuck with Jade-the-shroom-guru and his tests, but Jade would be very excited. I mentioned it our other Jade/Idia posts, but: he would love to see if some mushrooms would change the colour of his hair or the way it burns. In this way, Idia is the most perfect lab rat ever – it’s so much fun! Not to mention how helpless Idia becomes when he’s drugged up… even more-so than he is usually~

[azurelyy]

Azzzzzzz, you know you love me, right? 🥺And you know how I love you so very very much... 💗 can I be really cheeky and ask for a second request for your event?

Fluff Prompt 14 - "As you wish."

Itachi x female reader (which I shall pretend is me 🤣🤣😅)

p.s. I love the Princess Bride so much and I think it fits my beloved Itachi so well 😭

DONNA. THE TIME HAS FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY COME. Actually, please consider this an early Christmas present... because I imagine you completely forgot you even requested this.

I am so sorry for being awful and so late... please find it in your big, beautiful heart to forgive me??

☁️Prompt 14: "As you wish."

Warnings: Angsty boi, sad boi who finds love but thinks he doesn't deserve it, Itachi is too hard on himself, fluffy fluff fluff

Words: 1.2k

Silence. To some, it brings comfort; to others, it triggers an itch that they just can’t bear, nagging at them incessantly until they burst from anxiety. For Itachi, silence fell into the former category. It soothed him, and oftentimes kept him company when there was no one else around.

Now, the silence was crushing. Vulnerability wasn’t something Itachi was used to. For years, he did his best not to form attachments. He couldn’t. He had to put the mission first, and he knew forming bonds would only make what he had to do that much harder. It was why, in the loneliest times of night, when he allowed his mind to wander through the labyrinth, he often found you at the very center of it. He loved getting lost there, so much so that daylight had actually become his nemesis. With the light came reality, and Itachi was sick of dealing with reality. He wanted you. He needed you.

It started small. The interaction was actually so miniscule that Itachi barely registered what it had done to him. It was only later, when it was too late to escape, that he realized that small interaction had turned into his spiral down the rabbit hole that was falling in love.

What was that simple yet life-altering interaction, exactly? A smile.

Not just any smile, though, of course. Your smile, directed at him.

“Thank you!” You chirped, closing his hand around the yen. “But it’s on me today. Just don’t be a stranger, okay?” Your smile nearly knocked him out. It had been so long since anyone had shown him such kindness, and Itachi had to take in a long and deep breath as he looked down to your hand that was still resting on his.

Your smile reminded him of home, and the life he gave away. He dropped the yen on the counter, insisting on paying you for the meal. Before you could protest, he shook his head.

“As you wish.” He turned quickly away without giving you a second glance. He had a feeling that if he looked at you again, if he allowed himself the opportunity for the warmth in his chest to expand, he would, without question, fail at his mission.

He returned to your village frequently after that. He did his best to avoid you seeing him there, to the point where he sometimes felt guilty about it. Surely saying hello wouldn’t be crossing a boundary? Or stopping in for some more sushi? You were a waitress, after all. He was sure that you had men from all over the world coming back just to get a chance to talk to you again. The thought of that often upset him, but he tried not to dwell on it too much. He didn’t own you, and he didn’t want to. You probably hardly ever thought of him at all, and he hoped to keep it that way.

It would hurt less that way.

And yet, this was starting to hurt him, too. Hiding from you in plain sight, watching the way you interacted with your other customers and friends throughout the day. It was like peering through a window to the life he could have had, and by doing this, he was only feeding into the pain.

Itachi was self-aware enough to realize what he was doing. He knew he was allowing himself to live in sadness as a twisted atonement for what he had done not just to his clan, or his brother, but to himself. Every day he came back here, he was doing nothing more than injecting more poison to his veins.

The small bell dinged as he stepped through the door, and his body seemed to have a mind of its own as he walked straight to the bar and took a seat. You were moving with blissful unawareness, turning everything you touched to gold as you laughed with your co-workers and served your joyful customers. There was a sense of warmth and comfort that exuded from you that Itachi was drawn to, and he couldn’t help but hope that maybe you could be drawn to him in that same way.

You turned to face him, and Itachi saw the glimmer of recognition in your sparkling eyes. Through the sounds of waves crashing against rocky shores, you smiled at him, and he fell. Fast.

“Hello again!” You shouted, trying to be heard over the loud patrons of the small restaurant. “I’m glad you came back.”

Itachi smiled and nodded, once. He handed the menu to you and allowed his fingers to linger against yours for a moment.

“I’ll just take what you recommend. I trust you.”

You beamed at him and excitedly waved your hand towards the menu board, but Itachi wasn’t exactly computing your words. He could only focus on the way your eyes lit up with enthusiasm, and how your smile brightened up the room. He was sinking further and further into the waves, but by the time he had realized he was wading from the shore, he was already too deep.

Nothing could save him now.

After that night, Itachi never stopped coming back. He visited you frequently, and even eventually found the nerve to touch your hand. He was lost in the maze of you, and he didn’t want to remember how to get out. He isn’t sure how it happened, but eventually, the two of you got closer and closer until one day, he realized he didn’t need anyone else. So, he asked you out. And you’ve been dating him ever since.

“Itachi?” You sounded faint, as though you were millions of miles away. He blinked then focused onto you again, doing his best to come back down to reality. You were laying on his chest, looking up at him with your dazzling eyes that stole his breath every time. He ran his finger down your cheek and tipped your chin up, smiling down at you affectionately.

“Sorry,” he murmured. “Got lost in thought.”

A heartbeat. Two. Three. Itachi drifted along with you in the ethereal stillness, doing his best to remember how to breathe normally. Sometimes, he faded. He did his best not to, but when the majority of your life was lived in a web of lies, it was hard to find your footing in the harshness of the truth. And that was where he was - here, with you, in this moment now - he was facing The Truth.

And The Truth was he loved you. With every inch of his soul, and deep within his bones. He loved you through the steady breeze of the wind, and in the crashing waves of the ocean. He loved you with intensity and he loved you in silence. He loved you to the moon and back, and he even loved you in secret. You were his world, his everything - but did you feel the same? How could he feel this way for you without knowing you felt the same? It terrified him.

Itachi had faced every danger life could possibly throw at someone, yet at the end of the day, this scared him the most. The uncertainty. The void of ignorance that shielded him from rejection.

“I love you.” He was surprised at how boldly the words shot from his throat. They didn’t sting, or burn. They sang out for you like an orchestra, all wild and whimsical and free, and Itachi couldn’t help but repeat them. Again and again, as he captured your mouth onto his and wrapped you into his strong arms. He loved you. He needed you to know it; needed you to feel it in more than just your heart.

“I love you, too, Itachi,” you said breathlessly. “I love you so much.”

Please consider reblogging to support my work. As always, scream at me in the comments if you enjoyed! <3

[unohanabbygirl]

Re; my last ask

Aemond not having any romantic partners pre or post Luke so when Luke randomly drops “oh my ex boyfriend (not Owen) used to steal my socks all the time drove me crazy” “me and this girl I dated once did a readathon for the local charity at my foster organisation”. Just little things for Aemond to be like 💔💔 because these little interactions really would’ve been heartbreaking to Aemond who really wants their little inside jokes and domesticity back. Those little moments he treasured more than anything.

Aemond hating horror movies but pretending to love them to get involved in Luke’s new hobbies. 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Also when Luke casually drops on them at dinner he fucking hates romance books/movies (maybe his life disillusioned them to him and made them painful?? Or the less traumatic he grew out of them and prefers mysteries and thrillers and fantasy (which happened to me from like 14-22 lol) ) everyone just stops really eerily and Rhaenyra starts crying

Luke’s like

Aemond is stuck in a horrible place between being slightly jealous/heartbroken that he’s no longer the only love Luke’s experienced just as Luke is the only love he’s experienced, yet completely understanding because he knows how much of a privilege it is to be loved by someone like Luke. I can almost picture how much he wants to fall back into that domestic routine that he’s waited years to relive once again but being unable because it’s something that has to be built from the ground up all over again. Though its very bittersweet because though he misses their old way of life as husbands.

They end up creating a new routine with one another whether Luke has truly caught on or not. Its not until they both realize they have a sort of inside joke going on about something silly or embarrassing one of them did and now Aemond can’t help but truly feel at home 🥹

Aemond showing major interest in whatever Luke enjoys even though he may not like it much himself is just so beautiful. Especially when you realize Luke can easily catch on when someone isn’t that big of a fan of his favorite media so he suggests they find hobbies that they both enjoy, just the two of them.

Ugh, these two who are literally in their prime partying years and spending their Saturday nights crocheting on the couch together. Aemond is so terrible at it that Luke is beginning to wonder why the guy seems to enjoy it so much. Little does he know they used to do the same thing in the later years of their marriage all the time. Old and gray, Aemond watching Luke through his single eye lens since his sight slightly worsened once he hit his 60’s. Helping Luke with all the gentleness in the world as he fiddled with the embroidery needle because his hands were beginning to shake from arthritis and writing his journal entries were causing him horrible pain more often then not. I cry…

No, but why is Luke slowly but surely loosing his love for romance media as he grows and learns that real love is nothing like the novels a canon event!!!?

His announcement is such a shock to everyone because they all remember how deeply he loved those books. Especially Rhaenyra since she was the main person who made sure to get her baby a new novel every other week. Luke is supposed to be a hopeless romantic and now he’s going on about how such media paints an image of love that he isn’t too fond of.

Now Harwin, Laena, Laenor and Daemon are all trying to hush her tears and Luke is just looking towards to Jace for some help like “did I…say something wrong?”

[damelucyjo]

Are we finally getting somewhere, guys?? 🤔

Episode 5 - Signs

Things are not going well for our boys 😔

Side note: I love Chris & Arlo 😂

Smack him harder Mae!!

That fucking text was from his dad?! 😂😂 I just learnt way more info than I wanted or needed!

Well said Roy! It’s really pissed me off that Ted has always been about them being a team, but has been happy for them to fully rely on Zava since they got him

Is this a continuity error?? Her hair was down at the match now it’s up?? 🤔 or is this not right after the match?? We’ve never seen her change her hair during the day before, have we??

Not that it matters anyway. Hannah always looks amazing, as we know! I’m glad this dress is making a comeback 🥵

Yes!! Shout at him babes!!

I love all of their reactions to it too. Ted’s tiny little smile is very cute

Beard’s little “I think” 😂 and Hannah trying very hard not to laugh. RELEASE THE BLOOPERS YOU COWARDS!!!!

YYEEEAAAHHHH!!!

Michael Jackson! (Sorry, only people who have watched Stella will understand why I want to say that every time Patrick Baladi is on my screen 🫣🤷🏻‍♀️😂)

This whole interaction is brilliant. Rebecca kind of stumbling over words because she’s thinking of all the signs and as she’s looking at the matchbook John just happens to walk in! And him seeming a little flustered, but happy to tell her he’s moved on and happy. He absolutely doesn’t come here often hoping to run into her 😳😂

Hannah’s face and whole reaction at ‘shite in nining armour’ 🫡 ALL THE AWARDS!!

Keeley having the same photo as Ted for Rebecca is cute

I’m so proud of Keeley!! Also tits. I’m sorry 😔

And that shirt was a choice, Miss Jones!! 😂

Shandy just makes me incredibly angry. And I know that’s the point, but July god 😡

These two have amazing chemistry. I am a RoyKeeley girly, but they cute!

These boys all knowing about She’s All That makes me very happy 😂 just when I think I can’t love them more

Again, Dani I love you 😍

Of course Beard danced in college. I will never be surprised about thing I learn about this man!

ROY FUCKING JOINED IN!!!

I love that they are including Trent

Protective uncle Beard 🥰

Roy, baby, who hurt you 🥺

Is Trent’s cup plastic?! How the fuck didn’t it break when he dropped it 😂

Aww, poor Leslie. Trying to do him job at the expense of his friend 🥺

Rebecca shutting it down straight away by changing the subject. Exactly, girly

The complete shift in Higgins’ whole self is brilliant. And of course he believes in psychics 😂

THE UNIVERSE IS FULLY OF THINGS WE CAN’T EXLAIN, REBECCA 👀

Of course he called his mum to practice that speech 😂

“Hey, Coach” “Hello, Rebecca” 🫠

THEY ARE SO IN SYNC!!!!!!

Yes, thank you Barbara for basically telling Keeley she needs to fire Shandy

I’ll say it every time she’s on screen if I have to; I love Barbara 😍😂 Katy is amazing

This scene really is all over the fucking shop! 😂 and here’s the bitchy female character that is very much real but we don’t get on the show 👍🏼

Fancy as fuck waiting room! And peep all the same women she saw when she left John. Well done on that one

Okay, is this hesitation because she can’t decide who she’d put? Or because she feels like she has no one?? 🤔

It might just be me, but this connection she has with this doctor feels very familiar (if that’s the right word) has he been her doctor forever? My initial reaction was that he knew her dad and I don’t know where that came from 😂

She looks so hopeful 🥹

“Unless it’s animal crossing. That shits fucking soothing” please never change, Isaac 😂

I feel so bad for Jamie that Zava says exactly what he says and they all go crazy for it, but not him. But he is getting a taste of his own medicine so…

I LOVE YOU DANI!! 😂 I love that they’ve giving so much to Cristo this year

Ted going to water then swapping to alcohol when Jake is mentioned 🥺

Barbara loves violence. Why do I love this??

I love the detail of Roy telling all the guys ‘cut, slice, mash’ their opponents, or in Colin’s case ‘cheer until your voice bleeds’, but tells Sam to ‘outclass ‘em’

Proud he didn’t pee on his trousers. I, too, and proud of you Ted 😂

“Henry’s a good kid cause you’re his dad” 🥹

Jade is so unnecessarily rude

I really do love what Nick is doing with Nate this season. It’s so layered and delicious

“Love someone for who they are not what they are” 👀

Sweet Nate, you don’t need her

They can’t function without Zava now. Shocking

I’m sorry, but Leslie’s Meemoji thing looks like my dad and that’s hilarious to me 😂😂

Hannah’s face journey in this scene breaks my heart. Nothing is said and yet every time is said at the same time 🥺 ALL. THE. AWARDS!!!

So twice she’s tried to call Keeley and she’s not answered 🤔 And she’s spent a good chunk of this episode alone 🤔 metaphors me thinks 👀

Keeley, babes, you can’t sleep with her after realising you can’t talk about Roy

Jade & Nate is interesting, but I’m not sure I’m behind it yet

Beard, you could have won that game if you hadn’t let the boys become a team that relied on Zava! (Why does this make me angry ITS NOT REAL!!😂)

A tactic his dad taught him that he passed onto his son 🥹 beautiful

Ted helping himself from a panic attack starting! Proud of you, babes!!

Gina fucking Gershon 😂 great callback!

I’m so happy to see Ted back giving his pep talks. And the boys being so invested in that sign because they’re so invested in Ted and his lessons.

OMG TED SWORE! 🫣😂

The order of these shots is interesting; Nate & Jade, Keeley & Jack, then Roy alone straight after, then Rebecca alone in the car still fixated on that FUCKING MATCHBOOK 🫠

Woah, what an episode! So much to unpack!! Of course I have many thoughts and feelings about most of it.

But it’s Amsterdam next week, guys! I will never be ready 🫡

[kithtaehyung]

i havent been able to check the last 3tan fall drabble yet, especially with the busan concert 😩 so ive been avoiding your blog so to not get spoilers

but i just saw your word count for 3tan9 (forfeit?) and i just wanna say how excited i am! i cant imagine how much of an effort it is demanding from you, since you never give us nothing short of perfect, and im so grateful! it comes as no surprise you would want a break after it lol 😅, but yeah idk, just felt like thanking you! thank you to put in so much thought, to share so much of your process with us (im so happy whenever you talk about how your writing has been going), to engage so much with us and play along with our theories and our craziness, to write such great pieces and fics and storylines and arcs and developments and dynamics and urghhhhh EVERYTHING 🥺🥺😭

im sure the chapter will be amazing and super 😫🥰🥵🤠🙈 in a good way!!

you're really good to us, and i hope you can really enjoy your rest while you watch us screaming in your inbox 😂 u got an army right behind u too

btw ik im sappy as hell, damn, always reaching out with long ass asks and shit, sorry, i think im still on the edge cause of the show but that excuse only goes so far

anyways, thanks 😊

LUA you're gonna make me melt more and more with every message you send. every sentence, really. i'm just teary eyes rn i'm lucky i took pics before seeing this bc it finished me!!

it's okay! the drabble will still be there whenever you're ready to read. no rush at all, just enjoy when you can :D

forfeit is gonna be humongous omfg. and to make sure all of it is worth the wait, i do admit that it's a bit stressful on top of being just fun and comforting to write<3 it's been 3 months since the last major drop, so i feel like this needs to be super good! the break is gonna be muuuch needed :'))

oh my gosh, it's never dealing with y'all! i love interacting. it's a joy not a chore. thank you for being here with me and sending all the theories and encouragement and whatever else, truly. it makes my day to see y'all caring about this series as much as i do. tbh i had a little moment today in my car, just overwhelmed with how grateful i am to have bangtan, and 3tan, and y'all in my life. this year has been absolutely incredible and i can't believe i'm just now stopping to reflect on it.

just like in fireworks, when reader says being nostalgic for the same moment you're living? that's how i feel now. because the moments we're living now are my favorites.

i can't even describe how your army comment made me feel. just.. thank you. reaching out to hug you so tight🫂 y'all mean the world to me, and i know i say that often but i really do mean it.

sappiness makes me melt!! thank you for sending this bc i needed it. you're amazing, you know that?

[taegularities]

hellooo rid, hope you're doing well!!!☀️

just finished cmi9 and i fkn loved it :"))) the longing and yearning, got my chest burning and eyes leaking all the time while reading it. just when i think the story and writing can't get any better, you drop bomb ass chapters like this that prove me wrong every single time. bless you and your big beautiful brain

i'm sorry to hear that you thought you disappointed us, but let me tell you that's a stupid thought🤨 the way you're unfolding this story and the characters is sooo good and consistent, i haven't read such great work in ages! the way you portray the characters' thoughts, feelings and experiences is so touching. even tho i can't really relate to their stories, i feel like i'm there with them, living their experiences. so keep up the good work, and believe in yourself a little bit more. i'm sure i speak for all of us when i say you're super fkn talented and you're doing god's work here!!!!!!

can't wait for the rest of the story, knowing that our cmi babies are slowly working things through. in the meantime, take care of yourself and rest as much as you need, you deserve it (and also we need that big beautiful brain of yours to keep writing amazing pieces like this)🫂🩷

(p.s. i want to interact more in here, i'm usually more of a passive reader but i just have to change that and let u know more often how amazing you are. so from now on i'm the 🐼✒️ anon xoxo)

oh my gosh, panda HELLO !!!!! welcome welcome, it's so nice to meet you and i'm so happy you decided to reach out.. can't wait to talk some more with you!! 🤍🥺

wahh, cmi9.. thank you so much for praising it like that. i was blushing and crying a lot while working on it, so i'm glad you felt the same. bomb ass chapters, you say? pleaseee 😳 i think i was just scared i'd disappointed everyone bc feedback was a lil sparse at the beginning and the biggest aspect of the chapter wasn't mentioned much.. but am so thankful for everyone who came through since then 🥺 the chapter was long, so i understand now that it took ages to read, too lol :') you guys know how to kill my insecurities and ilysm. so yeah, ty fr for saying all that.. all i want is for you guys to enjoy this and feel what they're feeling.

i seriously cannot wait to continue their story!! there's so much ahead and i truly hope you guys will love it as much as im loving the outline. AH THANKSSSS, definitely taking care of myself bc my creativity sinks hard after every chapter, so recuperating rn before diving into cmi10 hehe. i love you, thank you for being so sweet. and welcome again babe 🤍

[crispywizardtale]

I don't usually do this kind of things but since @c0smicdaisy tagged me twice why not

1. Why did you choose your url?

I was about 12 years old when I created the account. CrispyWizardTale sounded cool to me back then and gotta admit I still love it.

2.Any sideblogs? - If you have them, name them and why do you have them

I might have another one on one of my other email accounts, but i honestly don't remember.

3.How long have you been on tumblr?

I actually don't remember. I think it was like 2012-2013 when I was in high school. Funny enough, I saw my friend using it, so I made one as well. Ended up not using it all after that... I returned to it after my other friend started sending links to me and when I returned, I was already in BL world, so I started doing gifsets and here I am.

4.Do you have a queue tag?

I do not, I actually don't even know what it is I just come here post my gifsets and look around a bit that's it. I use it only on the day I post something I don't really explore it.

5.Why did you start your blog in the first place

As I mentioned before, my friend used it, so I used it, but now I use it for gifsets I make.

6.Why did you choose your icon/pff?

My friends know it, actually. I am a huge fan of lions. I love them so much they are my favorite animal. I use a lion photo on every single one of my social media (that I use often) it's a different photo but it's a lion nonetheless.

7.Why did you choose your header?

I got a new phone it's Samsung Galaxy S24 with the AI feature and Pon actually dropped that photo and I was obsessed with it. I was so obsessed with it, so I played around with the AI feature and tried to enhance the quality it worked. I also found cool colorings that enhanced different parts of the photo.

8.What’s your post with the most notes?

I searched for it 767 notes on a post of Phaya overpowering Tharn in The Sign... I mean, yeah, I get it because that was a hot fight, but I never expected it to be that high. I also had a heart attack because I thought that Middleman's Love NC scene was gonna be first.

9.How many mutuals do you have?

I have 2 of them because I don't really follow any blogs. I actually follow only 5 blogs. 2 of them are huge FortPeat accounts and 2 are TutorYim accounts that are quite active so I followed them.

10.Now many followers do you have?

232 that is so nice I didn't know I had that many 🥺

11.How many people do you follow?

Only 5 because I don't really use Tumblr for interacting I just come here to post and go...

12.Have you ever made a shitpost?

I honestly wouldn't be surprised...

13.How often do you use tumblr each day?

Depending how obsessed I am with a series. Currently I do gifsets for We Are, TLDHLB, Wandee Goodday sometimes and most definitely Love Sea, so I'd say I go on it like 5 days in a week? Usually, when I post or better said, waiting for it to upload, I browse the tags, but that is mostly it.

14.Did you have fight/argument with another blog once?

It's never that deep.

15.How do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?

My blog is here for me. I reblog what I want and that is it I skip those posts because why should I reblog something I don't want.

16.Do you like tag games?

First time participating... I actually do like it now

17.Do you like ask games?

Never actually participated in one...

18.Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

I mean I'm pretty sure one of them is popular among FortPeat nation, but that's it, so none?

19.Do you have a crush on a tumblr?

No I only have impossible goals in life.

20.Tags?

I don't have anyone to tag...

[catboyebooks]

hiiii omg it's been forever hiiii <3 but i said i was gonna talk about maizono, right? maizonoposting time. again, she only actually has two free time events and for a minute there this tricked me into thinking there wouldn't be much to talk about, but i kinda think there's a lot to talk about here anyway — still though i'll try and keep it (relatively) brief because we have everyone else's FTEs to cover also.

i must have already talked about maizono's first FTE while liveblogging dr1 (though i don't remember the specifics of what i said) because that's an important scene and it's not actually optional. the tutorial makes you pick maizono to hang out with when it's explaining to you how FTEs work. on a first playthrough this doesn't stick out as weird — the game is just making you pick maizono because it has to explain free time events to you and from a story perspective it seems most likely naegi would want to hang out with maizono at the first opportunity anyway. it's framed as a decision he makes, not something he has to do... but also he kinda doesn't have a choice. this entire conversation is maizono manipulating naegi into thinking the two of them have some sort of Special Bond™ and there is no doubt in my mind that if he didn't take the initiative to go talk to her the second they had some down time, she'd have come and knocked on his door instead like "umm naegi-kun i have something i really want to talk to you about 🥺🥺🥺" like i don't think he could have avoided this. anyway. should probably talk about the actual scene now.

the basic gist: maizono makes a big show of how much she appreciates having naegi there with her, he responds in turn because he has a crush on her and assumes she's also being honest, and then maizono starts talking about how she always regretted never having gotten to talk with naegi back when they attended the same middle school. he's of course surprised — why would a famous idol singer want to talk to Just Some Guy like himself? — and so maizono tells him that she remembers him rescuing a crane from the school pond, leading it out of the pond and to safety. she makes a crane wife joke about this and says she's "come back to return the favor" but also says that she's sure he'll lead her to safety, just like he did with the crane.

i love this scene. i think it's a fucking doozy. the first time through this probably just reads like some cutesy high school m/f romance anime bullshit, when instead it's a very calculated move on maizono's part and she's doing cutesy high school m/f romance anime bullshit at naegi on purpose. maizono really lays it on thick at the start of this conversation talking about how she'd feel lost without naegi, and i know they're in a high-stakes situation and all but this is, like, day 2 of them interacting. (naegi responding with complete dumb sincerity that "you being there is what saved me" actually made me wince on a replay.) regarding the crane story, i'm sure maizono just remembers this because it was a weird thing that happened in middle school, not because she's been longing to talk to naegi ever since. she references folktales multiple times while talking about this (the crane wife, but also she works in a reference to senbazuru and another one that i'm not totally sure on but the wiki thinks might be about urashima tarou?) because she's trying to mythologize and thus romanticize this whole middle school crane in pond incident. she and naegi have never interacted before (that they can remember) and have nothing to draw them together beyond having attended school together previously — in order to force a bond, maizono has to act like this is a fated encounter between the two of them.

maizono's second FTE i have less to say about. the entire thing is basically maizono flirting and dropping hints that she wants to date naegi, implying heavily that she has a crush on him, etc. most notable part imo is that she draws the conversation out and deliberately pauses often, probably to give her a chance to observe naegi's reaction (he's internally freaking out and gets super flustered during this scene). she also says "we've been friends since middle school, in a way." the phrase "in a way" is doing some very heavy lifting there, but it's pretty obvious maizono wants to spin this into a "reuniting with childhood friend" romance arc even though they weren't childhood friends. she knows and understands the tropes.

both these FTEs happen before a motive is introduced, so i don't think that maizono's manipulative behavior is because she's already actively plotting to use naegi as a fall guy when she commits murder. maizono tends to get some... strong reactions from the fandom, i've seen some people act like she's an evil master manipulator &/or like she's #girlboss, but mostly i think she's scared and desperate (understandably so) and she wants an ally. manipulating naegi into thinking that the two of them have this super deep and meaningful bond and she totally likes him back is an easy way for her to get somebody on her side, and... she's an idol. she knows exactly how to sell naegi the idea that, even though she's a seemingly perfect unapproachable celeb, she actually really does know him and care about him and have feelings for him and she wishes they could date for real, because convincing fans of this is basically part of her job. he's naïve enough to fall for it, and a first-time player might just think "huh, the romance subplot in this game seems kinda clichéd," but in hindsight it's like. Yeah, of course the idol singer doesn't actually have a crush on you, dude, her job is making people develop parasocial relationships with her so that they can entertain the fantasy of dating her, that's, like, what idols do...

aaaanyway. i could talk more about this but it'd end up spinning out into a general discussion of 1-1 and i feel like i need to save that for if/when i turn into a youtube video essayist guy. this was just supposed to be about maizono's free time events and not a whole character analysis on maizono but in my defense she's an interesting character. i think we get a remarkably strong sense of who she is considering she dies at essentially the first possible opportunity lol

[one0p1nk]

(Ascends from the fiery pits of hell) animal crossing scenarios with TWST boys of your choosing 🥐

//Idk much about animal crossing, but I love how cute the game looks,,,, 🥺💕✨{sorry, I really feel like doing reader insert scenarios too hhhh-}

Riddle Rosehearts

Knowing him, he must be confused at first how to play the game

so he ended up looking through reviews, guides, and even if there are rules in the game before playing

long procedure, and he’s pretty insistent and tells you to be patient with him-

Lowkey finds the voices of the NPCs weird- but Riddle overall finds the game design adorable and well-made.

Deuce Spade

Gets pretty obsessed with fishing until he finds very creepy-looking fishes,,, X’D

Loves to take screenshots of your avatars together-

Would lowkey think why does he feel slow when trying to make his avatar run-

Likes to drop items in the inventory for you to pick up whenever you miss a certain item.

Jade Leech

He’s more used to watching you play rather than making himself play games-

But since you offer to play with him whenever he’s free, he won’t mind-

Pretty good at decorating his room- And takes his time to customize his island.

Likes to stay still and keep his avatar in a bench near the flowers when AFK for some reason-

Loves to send you letters with gifts at Dodo Airlines- pretty much a way to pamper you through game.

Floyd Leech

I can imagine him collecting fossils and trying to catch any bug he sees-

“Making a whole town in an island? Sounds like a lot of work,,,,-“

Often visits your island-

You’ll see Floyd start calling millions of sea names to all the NPS he commonly sees instead of SIMPLY calling them by their names- 🤣

Floyd// *sees a tokoyaki-like NPC working out* where’s the interact button to eat him-

Lilia Vanrouge

This is what happens once I learn that this old man plays video games-

Low-key finds the game cute ad would be down to play with it with you whenever you have couple game nights.

Lilia quietly chuckles like a child whenever he reads the NPCs interact- some moments are pretty funny,,,-

Audie(NPC)// Y’know… if I were a song.

Chadder(NPC)// Yeah, I think I’ve got the answer. You’d be, like, the world’s saddest breakup song-

Audie(NPC)// What?! I would never listen to a sad song, even if I did just get dump-

Lilia// *About to wheeze quietly like a boiling kettle through vc*

___

{Note// Everyone can now send writing requests in my writing blog @idv-sunsxin3 !}

[markantonys]

lord of chaos chapters 7-23

“you [elayne] have a lion’s courage and maybe a fisherbird’s sense” that’s my girl!!!!

elayne and nynaeve always wishing they were as brave as the other is so wholesome

thom and juilin are not around because they went on a trip to amadicia. after being overworked dads to elayne and nynaeve for 2 books they decided to get married and are now enjoying a nice honeymoon conducting espionage together, good for them!

“the dragon reborn had no interest in the flyspeck village where rand al’thor had grown up; he was far beyond that” and then a few pages later when he sees the two rivers girls “[wondering why verin and alanna were poking around] was hardly most important anyway. these girls were from home.” 😭😭😭

if i were to record all the rand moments that hurt my heart in these chapters then i would just be copying out his entire pov sections into this post, so i will attempt to limit myself

i hate how desperate the two rivers folk are to make perrin their lord. wasn’t their whole culture about wanting to rule themselves and not having any respect for nobility? smh

alanna non-consensually bonded rand as her warder!!! holy shit!!!!!! given that i’ve been spoiled on so much, i think this might be the biggest shock i’ve had so far. i knew alanna was somehow sus bc people kept saying “i can’t believe the show made me like alanna” lmao but i was NOT expecting this!!!! how on earth is this plotline gonna play out???

poor poor rand. his freakout is so understandable and justified, but it hurts to see him losing it at the two rivers girls and scaring them. i doubt this would happen in the show since show!bode is too young to be brought to the tower for training, but imagine show!mat’s reaction to hearing that rand channeled on his sister and scared her so much she cried 🗡️💔 rand would be a dead man walking

“best that [the girls] wanted to stay clear of him. best for them. he just wished he could have talked a little while longer about home. a little while longer with them seeing only rand al’thor.” 😭😭😭😭

“it would be so wonderful to channel whenever she wanted. she never even noticed the tears that began leaking down her cheeks.” 😭😭😭 i wonder if nynaeve will ever get unblocked, surely she must for her own character development if nothing else, but on the other hand her block is a good way of making sure she isn’t too OP since she’s one of the most powerful channelers in the book (aside from rand, who has the taint on saidin keeping HIM from being too OP)

gawyn in his dreams seeing himself as less handsome than egwene thinks he is and her as more beautiful 🥺 fuck me that’s cute ok?

nevertheless egwene’s sudden internal declaration of love for gawyn is insane. last i heard she was conflicted between him and galad, and even then only very far in the back of her mind. she’s barely ever thought about him!

skipping a few chapters ahead but it’s relevant here: we learn that galad is rand’s half-brother (which i’d already been spoiled on), however, i’ve heard that the two of them never meet again for the rest of the series. so WHAT is the fucking POINT??? this is the problem with having so many characters and plotlines spread so far across the world. all the relationships become missed opportunities or dropped threads, or incredibly rushed to force a bond between characters who interacted twice 3 books ago. i would kill to have fewer plotlines in exchange for more characters being in a single plotline together more often. argh!!!!

**vague spoilers in this bullet point for information in future books that i’m not supposed to know about yet but do** “[in egwene’s dream] two ravens alighted on [mat’s] shoulders, claws sinking through his coat into the flesh beneath. he seemed no more aware of them than perrin had been of the hawk and falcon, yet defiance passed across his face, and then grim acceptance.” 😔😔 baby boy you deserve better (from the vague spoilers i’ve heard about your fate anyway). it is interesting that ravens are a seanchan thing as well as a dark one thing, if i didn’t know otherwise from spoilers i’d probably think that all these ravens in mat’s future meant he would become evil and join the dark one

���that awful amnesty of [rand’s] had been announced in cairhien, but surely no man would choose to channel.” do you think they can help it any more than you can, egwene? do you think it’s any less a part of them than it is a part of you? another entry in the male-channeling-as-metaphor-for-queerness list

the wise ones saying egwene has become like a daughter of their tents 🥺🥺 i will be very sad when she has to leave them and return to the aes sedai

“[gareth] might be cold toward [elayne] now, but once he had had a warm smile for a child and a pocket that always held hard candies.” poor elayne wants a dad so bad!! i hope she gets to meet tam al’thor someday. she probably won’t but she deserves to.

“[nynaeve] shoved her chin up in a ridiculous fashion so she had to look down her nose to see elayne” jsdkfjg ELAYNE i love you and your lack of self-awareness

“with the dragon scepter across his knees, rand lounged on the dragon throne” the Rand Bisexual Sitting counter has ticked up by 1

“my lord dragon, lord of the morning, prince of the dawn, true defender of the light, before whom the world kneels in awe” what a sexy list of titles

rand constantly thinking of moiraine’s advice 🥺

“even mat had the sense to stay away from a woman if he thought he would harm her” i feel like this is the nicest thing anyone’s ever had to say about mat’s approach to romance lmao poor mat

i am so conflicted about berelain. it’s hard to look past her predatory behavior towards rand and perrin back in tsr, and yet other women are so awful and slut-shamey to her that it makes me want to stan her out of spite. “[the wise ones] treated her as a woman of sense and respect, which made no sense at all to egwene...the mayener flaunted herself in scandalous clothes and flirted outrageously” maybe the wise ones aren’t so petty and shallow that they focus on the way berelain dresses over her intelligence and leadership skills, egwene.

i think i would like to see berelain get a real love interest who actually loves her heart and mind and not just her appearance. that would be very nice for her.

“he pulled one of the gilded chairs around to face her and sprawled in it, booted feet stretched out in front of him” Rand Bisexual Sitting counter up 1 more

“he looked so tired. and hard, hard enough to make the smile appear odd. he seemed harder every time she saw him.” “she had changed so much from the girl he grew up with...he had to think of her as aes sedai. it was saddening.” 🗡️💔 i didn’t care all that much about rand and egwene’s relationship in the show and i cared about it far less in the books, but man it hurts to watch it deteriorate

“whatever the car’a’carn wanted, nothing must happen to the only son of  a maiden ever to come back to them.” AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

“rand thought that he would sleep well that night” LMAO famous last words

“[bael] had two [wives], which mat always said was either a dream or a nightmare and he could not decide which” rand really wants us to know what mat’s thoughts on polyamory are

we finally meet the famous elder haman! and loial’s mom! now i see where loial gets his hastiness from. speaking of loial, i miss him so much!!!

sad state of things indeed that going back to shadar logoth makes me nostalgic for the good old days. i want my ef5 back together goddammit!!!! i feel like my liveblogs for the whole second half of the series are just going to be me complaining about how split up everyone is

“rand stared north and west, not toward emond’s field, but toward the farm where he had grown up. when he turned away and opened a gateway to caemlyn, it was like tearing his own arm off” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 out of all the rand moments that have hurt me, this one is towards the top. my whole chest is aching!! physically!!

mat’s thoughts about how hard it is to keep elayne and nynaeve out of trouble being interrupted by someone asking if he’s ever wondered what it would be like to be a warder SHOULD be foreshadowing and i am so MAD that it isn’t. i see your mat being rand’s warder AUs and i raise you mat being elayne’s warder AU! gimme!!

“if any two women needed looking out for less, mat did not know them” mat drank his respecting women juice “but no two were more likely to get a man killed because they would not listen to reason” mat spat out his respecting women juice

he’s so cute tho he’s like “i hope they’re okay. but also i hope they’re in trouble and wishing i was there to help them. not TOO much trouble though, i don’t want them to get hurt or anything! i just want them to miss me that’s all” when will these 3 admit they’re besties

every time mat’s habit of collecting cool rocks and feathers and shit is mentioned i receive +1000 emotional damage. and despite how accustomed he’s gotten to wealth, it’s still cool rocks and feathers and shit that he likes to collect instead of expensive items. he is my baby boy.

and olver collects things like that TOO AAAHHHHHH STOP!! MY HEART

“now he had saddled himself with a boy” accidental baby acquisition realness! mat, hugging olver tight and actively seeking out adoption papers: i can’t believe i’ve been saddled with this boy

[dragongirl642]

I'm in love with your writing for Heisenberg. I'd love to see what you think he'd be like pre-relationship. Like pining for reader and stuff!:)

🥺😍 THANK YOU! I'm so glad you like my writing...Heisenberg deserves all the love!

Since you asked so nicely, here's some pre-relationship pining headcanons for everyone's favourite magnetic man, (with a confession sprinkled in).

If you don't interact regularly/haven't officially met yet, expect a lot of watching from afar, either in person or through devices, and a lot of "accidental" meet-ups.

Heisenberg is a doer not a talker, when he's pining he'll show it in his actions. He's very practical about it all, e.g., putting up signs to help you find your way to him in the factory, protecting you from the other Lords and mother Miranda.

Tries to casually show off his creations to impress you.

If you fall asleep in the factory, he will sit there and guard you until you wake up.

He may give you a knife he made, "for just in case".

Heisenberg wants to show more 'romantic' affection, but he doesn't really know how and always hesitates/draws back.

He may drop hints but nothing concrete; all teasing and crass humour, showmanship and bravado.

Freezes, or drops whatever he's holding, at the slightest sign of affection or reciprocated teasing, he's not rejecting you he's just trying to process it (Heisenberg.exe has stopped working).

Warning: he may short circuit and throw the nearest metal object if you just grab his hand and hold it while talking. He will pull away after being stunned for a minute and make a joke about how you're "so damn needy" or "a nuisance", but he keeps rubbing his palm and looking at your hands longingly, so he's not fooling anyone.

When working on a project in the safety of his factory, he will often take off his coat and hat and tie up his hair. Seeing this, you picked up his hat and wore it once, ONCE, and he can't stop imagining you in his clothes. Will "accidentally" leave his coat lying around where you will find it, (I say "accidentally" because he won't admit anything).

Will forget to pay attention at 'family' meetings in favour of daydreaming about you. But if anyone notices, he will instead swap to focusing intently, terrified they will notice something is strange and investigate him (and find out about you).

If you do end up under the Lords or Mother Miranda's scrutiny, he will say anything, do anything, to get you given to him, either as an assistant or 'for a show'.

However, as mentioned before, he's terrified of caring for someone in case they leave him, so he will try to push you away periodically, usually after a 'family' meeting or if he's just finished writing a report for Mother Miranda. (This will get worse the more he realises he cares for you).

He will scream and shout, never touching you but breaking objects near you to show off how dangerous he can be. He may even throw metal around or drop you in with the Sturm to make you scared enough to leave. He's watching to make sure he can pull you out before anything happens, but if he's too slow and you get hurt or you start crying, he will immediately stop and never do it again.

He gets super depressed at the thought of you being hurt because of him, and then he gets angry that he cares, which leads to him being sad again. (He becomes an even bigger brat at 'family' meetings).

He will hide himself away and throw himself into his experiments, ramping up his revolution plans (blaming Mother Miranda for having to drive you away). He convinces himself if he bars you from entering the factory and never comes out, you'll forget him and leave (so you'll be safe). But he won't be able to stop himself from seeking you out to watch from afar (if you're still in the village).

If you catch him watching you or break into his factory to find him, he'll break down. You'll either find him crying or working, and he will be so happy to see you but also afraid and try to leave. Stop him from leaving and he will trap you against a wall and act angry telling you to leave, but the tears streaming down his face tell another story. Tell him you're not going anywhere and hold him and his walls will shatter, and then he will collapse on you (good luck holding him up). If you ask, he'll promise to stop pushing you away and explain himself (although he will try to deflect his feelings and focus more on the Mother Miranda threat).

This man will not stop trying to make up for what he's done. We're talking gifts...if he can make it, he will. Want a bike?, he'll build you one, need a gun?, he'll make you one.

He's not experienced with apologies but, for you, he will try.

If he hasn't already confessed, when he does, he's dramatic. This can go two ways, either he crafts the scene for his confession and then proceeds to get embarrassed and mumble his way through it, or completely forgets his plan and confesses unexpectedly while in the middle of a conversation.

If he manages to execute his planned out confession...you will walk into the factory to be met with lights, a stage, bouquets of metal flowers he crafted lining the walls, and an old repaired radio playing some soft classical. It's dark enough that, you can't tell if it's the fire in the corner or he's blushing, and...is he wearing cologne?

There we go..all wrapped up. Thanks again for the ask...this was super fun to write! :D

[drabbles-mc]

Tagging Out (2)

F!Reader x OC Diego Ramirez (Past Relationship: Horacio Carrillo x F!Reader)

Request by @ashlingiswriting​​: request 🙏 a look at Diego Ramírez/Reader within the Tagging Out!verse - up to you whether it's fluffy, angsty, plotty, or whatever! i just wanna watch them interact 🥺

Part 1, Part 3

Warnings: mostly fluff with lil sprinkles of light angst

Word Count: 3.2k

A/N: I literally cannot explain the glee that has been flowing through my brain over the fact that you requested an OC story. I’m weeping tears of joy. Finally building out a life for my fave lil dude. Diego Girlies(gn), it’s our time now. 😌

Narcos/Diego Taglist: @ashlingnarcos​ @narcolini​​ @garbinge​​ @mysun-n-stars​​ @nessamc​​ (Since the main pairing is Reader x Diego, I don’t want to tag my whole Narcos Taglist if others aren’t interested. I tagged people who have shown interest in the past, but if you want to be added I’m more than happy to put you on there! Steve and Javi become much larger facets in this story moving forward as well.)

The apartment was silent when Diego walked in, all the lights off except for the lone light that dangled above the kitchen counter. The deep sigh he let out snuck up on him as he shut and locked the door behind him. He dropped his bags by the door before unlacing his boots to leave them there too. Those were things he could take care of in the morning. 

Making his way over to the kitchen, his original plan was just to shut the light off and head to bed, too exhausted and gutted from the day to think about eating much of anything. But then he saw the note you stuck to the fridge, clearly scrawled on the back of the closest scrap paper you could find, as both your notes often were. This one was on the back of an old receipt. 

Pulling it off the fridge, it got a tired but warm smile out of him, "Leftovers in the fridge for you. Don't burn the place down. xoxo"

He was able to follow the one simple instruction you gave him, and soon enough he was tip-toeing into the room as quietly as he could. Quietly making his way over to his side of the bed, he left a trail of clothing behind him as he went. He paused before sinking down onto the mattress, taking a moment to look at you, still able to see you even in the darkness. He huffed out an almost silent chuckle as he realized he was going to have to try and wrangle some of the covers back from you without waking you. 

Finally lying down next to you, he took a minute to simply just lay, staring up at the ceiling and trying to process everything that the day had thrown his way. There was no escaping it now, but it still didn't quite feel like the reality of it all had sunk in. He wondered when it would. 

Taking a deep breath, he rolled onto his side and started to look for a way to unravel you just enough so that he would have some blanket for himself. He was careful as he started to free some of it from your grasp, doing his best not to disturb you. You mumbled and grumbled a few times, but didn't really stir, and he had to admit that his chest felt a little lighter at the entire scene, the ridiculousness of it. 

He finally managed to get enough cover for himself, letting his body sink down into the mattress a little more. As much as he didn't want to wake you, he wasn't going to deprive himself of the small yet monumental comfort of having you so close. He reached and rested his hand on your hip, allowing the warmth from your skin to radiate into the palm of his hand. He didn't try to pull you closer, just soaking in the proximity as he let his eyes shut. 

You weren't really awake, but you came to just enough to put your hand over his, your body going through the motions of scooching closer to him on the mattress until his back was flush against your chest. You could feel his hum of approval against your skin as he placed a lazy kiss to your shoulder. 

"You're late," you mumbled tiredly, not that it mattered because you'd gone to bed without him anyway. 

He chuckled softly, "I know. I'm sorry– long day."

You hummed understandingly, "I know. How'd it go?" your voice was still gravelly with sleep. 

He sighed, letting his forehead rest against your shoulder, "It went."

"You wanna talk about it?" you tried to sound more alert than you were. 

"In the morning," he kissed your shoulder, "Go back to sleep."

You didn't need to be told twice. Still, before you slipped back off to sleep, you mumbled out, "Proud of you, Diego," giving his hand a tiny squeeze. 

It didn't remedy everything, but they did seem to be the magic words because soon enough he was slowly starting to fall asleep right beside you. After an entire day spent on edge, wanting to shut everything out, he was finally able to.

When the alarm clock started buzzing the next morning, he didn’t even open his eyes as he reached over and turned it off. He let his face stay buried in the pillow for a few moments longer before turning and reaching across the mattress for you. The only thing that got him to open his eyes was the fact that the other side of the bed was empty, the blanket haphazardly kicked lower on the bed.

He forced himself upright, dragging his hands down his face in an attempt to help wake himself up. Leaning back against the headboard for a moment, he listened for you. Sometimes he would wake up to the sound of the radio, music flowing quietly and just barely reaching the bedroom from the living room. Other times he’d wake to the sound of you in the kitchen, busying yourself with whatever you were deciding to make that morning, or he’d hear the shower down the hall. It was quiet this time, though.

Still in a sleepy daze, he got out of bed and made his way toward the kitchen. As he got closer, he could smell the coffee you were brewing and he immediately felt more ready for the day. He rounded the corner into the kitchen to see you standing there braced against the counter, staring at the slow drip of coffee into the pot. The old, oversized t-shirt you were wearing almost completely hid your pajama shorts. Diego smiled as he walked up behind you, slipping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Morning,” you could hear the sleepiness in his voice.

You smiled, taking one hand off the counter and resting it over his, “Morning,” you drummed your fingers against his knuckles, “You sleep alright?”

He nodded, “Yea.”

You chuckled knowingly, “Never enough, though, hm?”

He laughed, kissing your shoulder, “Never enough.”

That was the last thing the two of you said as you each waited for the coffee to brew. You closed your eyes, allowing yourself to focus on every other sensation around you instead. The smell of the coffee, the warmth of Diego’s skin soaking through the flimsy cotton of your shirt, the sounds that the coffeemaker always made every morning that made you certain that each day was the day it was finally going to give out but never did—it felt like home.

The few minutes that it took the coffee to struggle through the brewing process came to an end, a rare moment when it felt like it didn’t take quite long enough. You opened your eyes, chuckling quietly to yourself at the way Diego refused to untangle himself from around you as you reached and opened the cabinet, pulling out coffee mugs for the both of you.

“I’m assuming you want some, yea?” you asked, already knowing the answer.

He laughed, lifting his chin from your shoulder, “Yea, please,” he unwound his arms from around you, letting one drop back to his side while his other hand came to rest on your back between your shoulder blades.

You filled one mug and handed it over to him, the smile curling his lips offsetting the tiredness still clinging to the rest of his features. You poured your own cup before putting the pot back and reaching towards the back of the counter for the sugar bowl. After scooping and stirring a few spoonfuls into your cup, you offered the bowl over to Diego, raising your eyebrows in a silent offer. His smile stretched a little wider as he shook his head, opting to drink his as it was, a notion you could never wrap your head around.

You gave yourself a minute to drink your coffee and not do anything else before setting about pulling together something quick for breakfast. Your coffee mug was never far as you cooked. Diego lingered close as well, leaning against the counter out of your way, watching as you went through motions that seemed so second nature to you.

“So,” you asked as you turned the stove on, “do you want to talk about yesterday?”

You might’ve been half asleep when he got home, but you still remembered the brief exchange between the two of you. You hadn’t expected all of it to go smoothly, per se, but you hoped that it wasn’t too catastrophic. You hoped that Carrillo didn’t let a transfer request turn into a termination. Considering the fact that Diego was still up and out of bed early, you assumed that that wasn’t the case. If he didn’t want to get into it, you weren’t going to push it, but you couldn’t not follow up.

He took a deep breath, staring down into the coffee mug cupped between his hands like it was going to tell the story for him. “I got transferred,” he didn’t say it with any finality, and you knew that there was more to it already.

“Where to?” the thought crossed your mind for a moment that Carrillo decided to be cruel and send him as far as he was allowed to.

He laughed, but the sarcasm in it was palpable, “Not far.”

“That…that’s good, though, yea?”

He gave a slow nod, “I mean, yea. But,” he blew out what little air he was still holding in his lungs, “it’s not about where,” he paused, drumming his fingers on his coffee mug in brief hesitation. Looking over at you, he said, “He partnered me with Murphy and Peña.”

You couldn’t get control of your facial expression fast enough, eyes growing wide, “Oh.”

“Yea,” he pressed his lips into a thin line for a moment, “And I, I know they’re good agents. I know I can learn a lot from them, but Jesus, they’re—"

“They’re almost as much Carrillo’s men as the Search Bloc officers,” you finished his sentence with a shake of your head.

His shoulders dropped, partially from defeat, partially from relief that you knew exactly what he was talking about, “Exactly. They weren’t, uh, they weren’t thrilled,” he let out something resembling a hollow laugh, “They didn’t have much to say about it when I dropped some of my things off yesterday.”

You turned back to the stove as you tried to get your thoughts in order, “Did you put a preference down?”

“No,” he chuckled, “Not like he would’ve given it to me anyway.”

A tired smile crossed your face for a moment, “That’s true,” neither of you said anything for a minute, letting the information sit in the air, each of you processing it a little more fully. You took another sip of your coffee before clearing your throat, “Are you planning on staying?”

He looked at you, slightly confused, “Or, what?” he paused, thinking on it, “Leaving? Asking for another transfer?”

You shrugged, “Can you? If you wanted to, I mean? Would Carrillo still be the one approving it?”

“He’s still the Colonel,” he sighed, swirling the coffee around in his mug, “And besides, I don’t want to leave before I even start.”

You smiled over at him even though you still felt bad for the road he was about to set off on. He was right that Steve and Javier were good agents, but you were also right in saying that the two of them would have more loyalty to Carrillo than to Diego. You knew the two of them well, you’d even go so far as to say that you were relatively close with them—or, as close as you could be with two men who were essentially your boyfriend’s colleagues. But that didn’t matter anymore. If anything, it was going to work against both you and Diego. The two DEA agents hadn’t spoken much to you at all since you and Carrillo had split, and you could only imagine the versions of the stories that they heard. You wondered how hard that was going to come down on Diego’s shoulders now that they were all put on the same team together.

Diego could see the worry on your face, and while he couldn’t pretend that he didn’t have, what he assumed, a lot of the same concerns you did, he also knew that there was very little either of you could do about any of it at this point.

“Hey,” he reached out and gently touched your arm for a moment, “whatever it is, it’ll be fine.” Part of him wanted to say, “If I could handle reporting directly to your ex all these months, I think I’ll be able to handle being on the same team as his friends,” but he couldn’t be sure that the statement would come off the way he wanted it to.

What burned you was the fact that the three of them probably would’ve made a great trio if the circumstances had been different. And they still could be, sure, but there was going to be a long acclimation process. Figuring out trust and boundaries among the three of them wasn’t going to be a quick feat, you knew that for certain. They’d get there, though, you had to have faith in that at least.

“They are good agents,” you were trying to choose your words carefully.

“I know.”

You turned the stove off, turning to face him head-on, “And you’re a good officer. Don’t let them forget that. Because,” you shook your head, “they will try to forget that.”

Diego chuckled before setting his coffee cup down, opening the cabinet above his head to grab a plate for each of you, “I think that for a while, it’s not going to matter how good I am.”

You managed a smile, “It matters, Diego. Besides, if nothing else, them seeing that you actually know what the hell you’re doing might not cure their dislike but it will shut them up a little bit.”

He took a deep breath as he handed the plates over to you, “On the bright side,” he grabbed silverware from the drawer while you portioned out the quick meal you’d whipped together, “you’ll only be a couple floors away.”

You laughed, nodding, “That’s true,” you handed him a plate, “We can’t drive in together, though.”

His brows furrowed in confusion, “No? Why not?”

You chuckled as you carried your plate over to the table, “Because you always leave late, and I don’t want to be stuck at the office for that long.”

He laughed, “I’m not always late.”

“Hmm,” you shook your head, smiling as he sat down across from you, “Close enough to always. I’m rounding up.”

He smiled at you, feeling a little better about it all despite the fact that he knew it was going to be an uphill battle. It was the last that you two talked about it as you ate and set about getting ready for the day.

You hadn’t really been joking when you said that the two of you should take your own cars. Aside from the reason you’d given him earlier, you also knew that things were already tense enough because the two of you were together. You were fairly certain that showing up together wasn’t going to do anything to put those fires out, you didn’t say that part out loud, though. In light of all that, you each grabbed your keys on your way out the door.

Once you unlocked your car, pulling the driver’s door open, you turned back around to Diego. He had a decent poker face, but you could still feel his apprehension. You couldn’t say that you blamed him.

Draping your arms over his shoulders, you pulled him into a hug. Pressing a tender kiss to his neck you said, “Like you said—whatever it is, it’ll be fine.”

He squeezed you a little tighter, “I know,” pulling back, he kissed you on the lips, smiling at you when it ended, “Since I can’t do that once we’re there.”

You laughed, “You’re right,” you gave him a quick peck on the lips, “Drive safe.”

He nodded, walking off towards his own car, “You too.”

The two of you rolled into the parking lot at the same time, which obviously wasn’t a surprise. Out of habit, you almost wanted to walk in with him, but you knew that would defeat the whole purpose of driving in separately. You lingered a beat by your car, giving Diego the opportunity to walk in ahead of you. 

He stopped, looking back at you and shaking his head, “C’mon.”

“Diego—" you started to protest but he cut you off.

“It’s not like they don’t know,” his tone was even, knowing there was no getting away from whatever was going to come his way.

You sighed, not wanting to press the issue and also knowing deep down that he was right, “Right.”

He held the door open for you, offering you a reassuring smile as you walked through. Both of you made your way toward the elevator. You reached out and hit the up arrow, fighting the natural instinct to slip your hand into his as the two of you stood there. You wondered if he was battling with the same thing.

The bell dinged and the doors slid open. The two of you stepped into the empty elevator and thankfully, no one else followed behind you. You each hit the button for the floor that you needed to go to, and you knew that he was going to be getting off the elevator first, only two floors beneath you. The elevator started to rise and you took the privacy of the small space to reach out and give his hand a reassuring squeeze, a brief gesture that wasn’t accompanied by any words, a gesture that he returned by squeezing your hand back before it fell back to his side.

The elevator reached his floor and he looked over at you, flashing you a smile as the doors slowly opened, “I’ll try not to be too late.”

You chuckled, “I won’t hold my breath.”

He stepped off the elevator and you watched as he walked, unable to miss the fact that Steve and Javier were standing by their desks, already wrapped up in conversation. They’d stopped when the elevator doors opened, looking over to see who it was. You saw the looks that they gave Diego, and also the looks that they gave you. Their anger with you would have to die off eventually—they didn’t get enough out of holding onto it. You just hoped that the same would be true for their feelings towards Diego.

A weak smile crossed your face out of habit. Javi didn’t acknowledge it as he turned his attention to Diego, but you could’ve sworn that you saw a flicker of something on Steve’s face, and it gave you a little bit of hope. As much as you wanted to see what happened next, the elevator doors shut again and you were left on your own. Letting out a deep sigh, you leaned back against the wall and shut your eyes until you heard the ding letting you know that the short trip up the next two floors was over. As the doors opened again, you stood up straight, putting on the most convincing smile you could as you stepped out and onto the floor, as ready as you could be for whatever the day had in store.

[bangtansmauyeondan]

MOONSTRUCK | Part 3 - Welcome to Seoul (Text between images.)

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem Reader | Namjoon x Fem Reader

Genre: F2L, social media au, soulmates au, office au, slow burn, fluff, implied smut, angst, slight crack, and drama. (Inspired by BTS - Moon)

Summary: You don’t know what the world looks like without Seokjin. Growing up in the same neighborhood, a low iron fence separating your family home and his, your lives have always been tangled up with each other. So much so, that after graduating college and securing your respective jobs, you decided to pack everything up and move to the same apartment building in the city— him, sharing a unit with his younger brother and his college bestfriend; you, sharing a unit with your younger brother and his equally chaotic bestfriend. Eternal neighbors thing, right? Or is that all there is to it?

A/N : In this chapter, we will introduce you to Mystery Character 1 of 2! As per usual, interact with me, and shoot me an Ask if you’d like to be part of the Moonstruck taglist. 🥺 Let me know!🌙

MASTERLIST.

Taglist: @bts-reveries @tan-dulset @persphonesorchid @joonjoonsmiles @jayhope88 @thatbangtanjagiya @anaceciliaxr @justinetingball @halesandy @yoongleskitten @onemanbandarmi @juju-227592

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You locked your phone and slipped it inside your cross-body sling bag before turning to Namjoon, “Babe I need to head back home. Can you drop me off?”

“Now? I mean, we’re just about to grab dinner…” he stopped in his tracks and waited for you to stop walking.

“Yes, now.”

Namjoon saw the worry on your face as you nibbled on your lower lip and fiddled with the pendant of your necklace— something you unconsciously do whenever you feel a little unsettled. “Who were you texting? Was that Jungkook? Is it an emergency?”

“No, it was Jin…” you saw the way Namjoon clenched his jaw but remained quiet. “I think it’s an emergency.”

“You THINK it’s an emergency?” he clenched his jaw again and bit back a snarky remark before looking away and shaking his head. “Did you tell him that we’re out?”

“I did,” you stepped forward and sweetly wrapped your arms around your boyfriend’s torso and looked up at him, “Joon, look at me. I owe this to him after he left in the middle of our friends’ get-together to come pick me up last night.”

Namjoon softened at your words, considering the fact that he’s the reason why Jin had to come pick you up the night before. “Can I at least join you? If he ran into an emergency— which I hope he did not— maybe I can help out? It’s not like Jin and I are strangers. Besides, we haven’t hung out with your friends in a while,” he flashed you his sweet dimpled smile. It was worth a shot— especially when he saw your eyes light up at his suggestion. Due to his field work as a Marketing Manager at your company, he rarely has the time to join you and your friends. Namjoon has easily earned your friends’ trust since it was Hoseok who introduced you to him at work. He’s also no stranger to your brother since they have the same gym membership and often chance upon each other while working out.

“Perfect!” You almost shrieked in delight. “Let me text Jin and tell him we’re on our way!”

When you got home, JK, Jimin, and Taehyung were yelling at each other in a game of Fortnite while Jin was sprawled out on the sofa scrolling mindlessly on his phone. You and Namjoon exchanged amused glances at the scene before you.

“Where’s Hoseok?”

“He went to the store to get something,” one of the younger boys muttered— which one, you couldn’t tell because of how loud their game was.

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