#someone tell me they like this idea to motivate me to actually write it hehe

[lettingtimepass]

Anyway..... I fear I may need to continue cooking....

[nisuna]

Edit: I have since posted the fic, check it out here!!

hi hello, so this isn't my official "comeback" yet as I'm currently sick in bed 😭 so this is just a little teaser and explanation of what I'm planning hehe

So I've had this idea for a long time, so long that it was the first fic I ever wanted to write down on this blog and the idea that motivated me to start writing in general, but things happened so yeah I'm only now finding the time to finally write for it

so basically, it's friends with benefits geto x f!reader, simple enough, right? Well, not quite (if you're not interested in too much detail, feel free to skip my rambling and scroll down for some excerpts and quotes 😘 they'll be below the cut)

It all happened one evening when your best friend came to pick you up from a party for the first time, being tipsy and sexually frustrated one thing led to another and you slept together and from then on it kind of became your guys' thing

Whenever you were out and didn't end up with someone, you called him and he actually came to pick you up

You've known each other for a few years but you just couldn't get yourself to call him Suguru, it's always Geto this Geto that, even tho he would really like you to just call him by his first name, but you're like no no no nonono I can't

And if that wasn't bad enough, your tipsy self always added -san, so it's Geto-san whenever he picks you up haha

You've done a lot already, anything dirty you could think of, been there done that, but no kissing bcs that's too intimate duh, like having a dick shoved so far up it's rearragning your guts isn't yeah yeah sweet denial

So this time there wasn't anything unusual about it, he picked you up like always and you were down to fuck so what's the worst that could happen?

he miiiighhtt make you call him by his first name and maybe just maybe you do finally kiss???!

I'm also down for maybe a prequel to the first time it happened?? 👀👀

But in any case, enjoy an excerpt from the beginning as well as some of my ideas and quotes I plan to include :D

He never understood why you liked going out to the most shabby and stuffed clubs. It reeked of alcohol and smoke mixed with all kinds of bodily fluids. As he was making his way through the dancing crowd of sweaty people grinding against each other, he finally found you sitting at the bar while some guy was leaning in your direction way too close for comfort.

He had his usual fit, hair half up with a black over sized sweater and loose black joggers. Making him look so huge that if there were any guys bothering you, they would leave you alone as soon as they saw him.

"Yo~ y/n", he touched your exposed shoulder and gave you his signature eye smile, before staring down the guy next to you that was trying to get in your pants or in this context in ypur skimpy little dress. The guys' annoyed look turned into a worried one after seeing who he was up against.

"Aahhh Geto-saannn you're here early" you mused, leaning against his hard chest. That damn honorific, he cursed but still managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Haha "-san", so you aren't her boyfriend then." the stranger snarled but soon gave up as Suguru raised an eyebrow at him and snapped a "watch it". "Alright, alright, I give up", he put his hands up in defeat. "Maybe next time, sweetcheeks."

As soon as the guy left Suguru took both of your hands in his and knelt down in front of you. "Y/n we've talked about this, if you don't want to call me Suguru at least drop the honorific. We've known each other for years now don't you think it's about time. Also, don't you think it's weird when you call the guy you fuck by his last name, hm?" He turned his head looking at you expectedly.

"But Geto-saaaan-"

"Ah ah, what did I just tell you"

"Okay okay, Geto" you huffed, "You know I'm not comfortable with that", you whined, squeezing his hands.

"I just want to hear you say it at least once. Say it and I'll fuck you real good tonight.", he smirked.

You considered it, after a hard week you really needed a good fuck. "Sugu-", is all you could manage before snapping your head away, "Nope can't do it."

He let his head drop with a loud sigh. "It's alright. It looks like I was just pushing my luck. C'mon, let's get you out of here." And with that, he rose back to his full height, grabbed your hand and pulled you from the bar stool. While making your way through the crowd and to his car, your thoughts kept wandering.

Suguru... that's such a pretty name.

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"What's up with you today? If you keep squeezing me that hard you might actually snap my dick off.", he chuckled. He's way to cocky. You have to do something about that.

"Have I ever told you how annoying you can be. If you don't stop talking, I think I might have to shut that mouth of yours up myself.", you whispered putting your hands on his cheeks and pulling his face close so that it was right in front of yours.

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"Is it okay? Does it hurt?"

"No, it feels really good. I can feel you all the way up here", you smiled, leaning back and tracing your fingers from your pubic bone to just over your belly button.

"Fuck, you can't just say those things out of the blue" he mumbled sitting up, finally starting to pound into you from below.

"Wow that did it, huh?" you chuckled arching your back and clawing at his shoulders. "How naive, men are so simple." you kept that thought to yourself tho.

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"Wait", you mumbled against his lips. "Don't pull out. Keep fucking me. Hurry up." How could he say no to you, even if he felt like he was about to die from overstimulation, he couldn't possibly deny you.

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"Fuck, I'm hard again"

"Then keep going."

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Look forward to the whole thing as soon as I feel better🙈🙈🙈 and feel free to let me know what you think!❤️

[mountainshroom]

May I suggest (a shortened version of one of my most developed hcs): Zuko being sick and clingy and Sokka taking care of him super diligently. Staying nearby and bringing him food and water and more blankets (and his coat hehe) and anything else he needs.

Also Zuko refusing to take the medicine Sokka brings him "because it's gross" but actually it's because he's maybe not so secretly enjoying this and doesn't wanna get better yet

Eventually he realizes it's not fair to Sokka even though he doesn't mind at all and would do it forever, so he finally takes the meds and is on the mend.

But to make up for delaying it for so long he starts getting up to do things for himself and tells Sokka he doesn't have to worry about it anymore but Sokka's like "nonsense you're not all the way better yet, go back to bed and let me handle this"

Sokka trying to make soup at some point but he absolutely sucks at cooking (no idea if this checks out or not, he just has that vibe to me) so he asks Katara or Aang (or Iroh if he's around) for help. No one tells Zuko that Sokka didn't make it himself.

I feel like that's a weird place to end the hc but it's 4 in the morning and I don't know anymore lol. I hope it's coherent enough to understand 😂 I don't sleep anymore I just write this stuff

Also I have some drawings planned if I can find the time and motivation to actually make it happen. One of which is the scene I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about for no reason that made me realize I ship them!

This could literally be a whole fic and you know I would eat that up SO fast >>>

I’m a sucker for cutesy fluff about someone worrying and taking care of the other person so this hc is right up my alley 🥹

Zuko literally not wanting to get better so he can keep Sokka near him would be relatable af this is cutee

[putschki1969]

Hello beautiful Sarah, I would like to ask you an unusual question. Today I want to ask your opinion on what you think about people who fall in love with their artists. In this case, let's talk about the Kalagirls. I tell you that I have never dated anyone nor do I pay attention to people in that sense (if I explain myself) but when I was 16 years old in 2016 I began to notice how charming Miss Wakana is, what attracted me the most to her. It was that beautiful smile, I feel that she is a person with beautiful feelings and I like her not only physically but also as a person because of the little she lets us know about her life, I like how fun she is, I like that. She fights for her dreams, I like that she loves nature and animals, etc. She is very charming. It must be very nice to know her or work with someone like her. Maybe it seems ridiculous to you but that's how I feel and I know that unfortunately I will never be with her but I am happy for all the good things that happen to her and I always wish her the best. Sorry for telling you this, maybe I'm boring you hehe, I just want to know your opinion about the fools in love with their singers.

Hi there anon! No worries, you are fine! You are not boring me at all. Sorry it took me so long to write this reply, the past few weeks have been crazy.

Hikaru's Q&A video from earlier today finally motivated me to make this post. One of the questions she received was from a fan who proclaimed to love Keiko and they wanted to get some advice from Hikaru on what to do in such a situation. The topic immediately reminded me of your ask which was still in my drafts.

I personally struggle to relate to this particular feeling since I am not the type of person to fall in love with someone else. I have never been romantically interested in anyone and I most likely never will be, I just don't have that particular desire within me to connect with someone on that level (and that's coming from someone who is getting closer and closer to the big 4-0 XD). Of course that's not to say that I don't love the girls with all my heart. As we all know, I am very much devoted to them. But I guess I am doing it in a very detached manner.

Generally speaking, I think it's perfectly fine to love an artist (or rather, the idea we have created in our minds of said artist) and to feel some sort of attraction towards them. Looking up to our idols and aspiring to be like them can bring out the best in us and make us better people. It can become problematic however, if the emotional attachment is too strong to a point where the fan no longer knows their boundaries. If a fan starts wanting too much or showcases an intense possessive attitude, I don't think that's a normal behaviour anymore. The issue of parasocial relationships comes into play here, I have actually talked about that topic a few months ago.

I will say though that it is a very common thing for teenagers and young adults in particular to have crushes on "celebrities". It's pretty much a part of growing up and most people eventually grow out of it so I don't think we should outright condemn those feelings. As long as the person knows where to draw the line and recognises that there's no chance they can ever have a relationship with their crush, it should be no problem in my opinion. I am not sure this is what you wanted to hear, hopefully I didn't discourage you. Your feelings seem genuine and it sounds like you do not overstep any boundaries so there's nothing to worry about.

Last but not least, we should all try to follow Hikaru's advice. The best thing you can do if you love an artist is to support them with all your might. So let's all continue to do that

＼（○＾ω＾○）／＼（○＾ω＾○）／＼（○＾ω＾○）／

[idyllic-affections]

Guess who's back

Back again?

🐉 Anon's back

Tell a friend!

Jokes aside, hello again!

I agree completely. I feel mihoyo realized that people might not have felt that strong of a connection to the Traveler (even though they're motives are the entire reason we do the stuff we do in the game) due to how little we actually hear them, how little they might come off as their own living, breathing person. And since they probably it was already too far into the game to rectify this error, they instead elected to have the Trailblazer be voiced more instead. And it really does so much for them, because they really feel like they're a character themself, instead of just another player-insert, it's also super refreshing with just how unhinged, how much of a the Trailblazer can be characterized as. Plus, I especially love the VA for Stelle, and my favorite line that she's delivered so far has got to be:

"Wow... the cringe is strong."

The palpable disgust in that delivery is beautiful.

March is legit so absolutely adorable, 100% would jump in front of the Disaster Beast's disaster-beam to protect her again. Would take photos with her, even though I'm honestly not much of a photographer myself. And again, I just find the sibling dynamic that the main trio have is just to die for. Then we add in certain characters calling Stelle big sister and just... AUGH. I think I may have become so attached, that I have trouble playing different teams. And considering how they'll simply reappear in the dialog sections, is that kinda weird? Eh...

Either way, they all have a special place in my heart, the fucking faces March makes when you choose the trolly dialogue options LMAO

And great! I'll get around to sharing some of them with you in the next day or too! Though be forewarned, there is angst, there is trauma. I swear the spirit of Hoyoverse must've come over me or something, because basically all the characters I've come up with have some sort of issue... does that prospect make you uncomfortable?

Also also, I was wondering if you're open to taking writing requests atm? Because I had a couple of potential ideas for some genshin stuff if you are!

-🐉Anon

hi lovely welcome back hehe <33

yes i agree!!!!! the trailblazer feels like... an actual character, you know? stelle has her own personality and thoughts and is an actual fleshed-out character. it's endearing. the trailblazer is just so so important to me, i love her sm <33 she feels so much more real than aether or lumine do. also, i personally feel far more connected to stelle's narrative. the traveler's objective is solely to find their sibling, but with stelle, the emphasis of her journey does not seem to be the destination but rather on the journey itself. and i love that. because the traveler's sibling literally DOES NOT want to see them and idk how they don't get tired chasing after someone who isn't interested in reconnecting. like. i don't like that standoffishness, you know? it's really annoying to me. how can lumine (in my case) be so cold and enigmatic towards her literal TWIN BROTHER?? just talk to your brother bro it is not that hard PLEASE i am tired of chasing after you AJSKAGKFHD

UGH SAME. MOVE OUT OF THE WAY STELLE IT IS MY TURN TO THROW MYSELF INTO POTENTIALLY FATAL DANGER IN MARCH'S DEFENSE!!!! i picked up photography last year as a hobby and i honestly love it sm. i would absolutely take photos with her. beloved. also hook calling stelle big sister and getting flustered about it is the cutest to me!!!!! that's my daughter and i will not let anyone hurt her. same i know i will need to change up my team comp eventually (it is the trailblazer, dan heng, march, & hook at the moment) to make combat easier but i love them sm?!?!?!? i do not want to abandon them?!?!?!?!?!

I KNOW SHE GIVES THE TRAILBLAZER THE DIRTIEST LOOKS IT ALWAYS MAKES ME GIGGLE. THE FACES SHE MAKES AUSGAKGJGHF

this is actually a bit funny to me! anyone who knows me--knows my ocs--knows very well that i think there is NEVER enough angst. there is always room for more trauma. so no, it does not at all make me uncomfortable!!!! do your worst in my inbox!!!!!

also yep! my reqs are always open, so feel free to send in any thoughts at any time <3 you can send as many as you want as often as you want to! just be sure to send all your reqs seperately.

[oumaheroes]

So i went to reread the three other oneshots you tagged in your recent of Gabriel leaving Arthur and Francis home but it doesn't make much sense

In the one of them at the party, at/towards the end you mention Alfred being caught by Antonio having "a lot of fun' meaning he was caught doing something naughty 👀

And then you mention Matthew hiding the good wine from Alfred, meaning they're AT LEAST 18 years old to be at this party, drinking and going into lewd acts with others.

But in the Marriage Counseling AU, they're both kiddos being told "your dad and i got into a fight" and how kids can tell that something is going on between their parents

Also.... Uhhh, just my own opinion about what Arthur's feelings... Uhhh

Is it Wrong that I really want Francis and Arthur to divorce?

I'm not sure what Arthur did that was bad aside from missing out on couples therapy, and him mentioning to Gilbert at the bar that he ALMOST fucked up, but catching or finding out your husband fucked some other person isn't something you can simply move on from, and if Arthur isn't ready to forgive or forget, and if he doesn't want to at all then thats a valid response from him. Lord knows i wouldn't but i guess he just loves Francis so much that he's willing to stay with him still, or maybe he's doing it for the kids like he tells Gilbert .

I'm also assuming maybe it's Antonio that Francis slept with, since they mention their absence when it's him and Gil at the bar drinking , like he had something to do with it.

Not sure, but yes, the whole au seems a little confusing now

Oh Anon, you speak such truths!

TLDR:

The Couples' Therapy AU exists in scattered parts and, as each part was written so far away from the parts before, the story has changed from the original design (where Al and Matt are Arthur and Francis' adult friends) to what they are in the next three installments- their children.

I've never revealed (aside to NeedCake hehe) what the storyline actually is, or what Arthur and Francis are actually fighting about or have done to each other. This is a secret for now and the stories posted are little flashes into it!

Rather than go back and edit the first part to fit, I'd rather write the whole thing out officially and prettily ;u; Thank you for your patience with me! I'm sorry things are a little confusing

Okay, long detail under the cut:

The Couples' Therapy AU originally started out with this. I had a vague idea of what I wanted but it was only going to give context to the -this was never meant to be anything more than a one shot! Arthur and Fran were a newly married couple sorting out some jealousy issues, Al and Matt are there but aren't related to them, and it was all going to be fine and dandy

And then Whumptober happened

Whumptober did things to me, Anon. I saw Day 2's prompt and the whole AU came back to me with a bang but this time, in my Whumptober fuled mania, it came back evil

From this point I fleshed the entire story out, each character's involvement, and then let it simmer. In this fic, listed as part three of Couples' Therapy, I kept the core idea of jealousy issues but redesigned the whole structure- Fran and Art are now a family, they've been married for years, but over those years cracks have begun to show and someone from Arthur's past comes along and inadvertently, innocently, steps on some fragile ground and breaks the whole things apart

The second listed part of Couples' Therapy then, written near the end of Whumptober, is the direct aftermath. What has happened has happened, everyone's hurt and split by it all, and we get a glimpse into what really went down

As for the truth of what happened, you'll have to wait and see. I've been waiting for the motivation to sit down and write the thing from the start but cake's birthday gift makes part number 4, which is chronologically the second story in teh timeline of events. It's about to kick off and we just need to watch it happen

'Is it Wrong that I really want Francis and Arthur to divorce?'

No it is not, they have done terrible things to each other

[chaoschild-hideout]

The Wounded Artists; Journey of a Lifetime

As all of you, I’ve been born into this world, navigating it by the principles, the guidelines, the ideas and rules of those that happened to be my family, friends, society itself.

All of this was suddenly supposed to be my world, to mean something to me, out of nowhere, there were expectations, rules to follow and the start of  a never ending journey of self-discovery. But how do you figure out who is…you?

Most of the time, you never even get to question your reality because there is already someone or something that has decided how your life should look like, what should matter to you and define you by your “goodness” or “badness” following someone else’s standards for what it means to be a “good”  human. 

Only later in life, maybe,if you are lucky enough, you’ll suddenly realize that you can actually doubt everything you’ve been taught. But this is where it all gets crazy and overwhelming. Most people won’t admit it because it would be too painful to do so, but MOST of us, we've practically been bullied and shamed by our families, schools, religions, societies into becoming or WANTING to become someone we are actually not, someone who is acceptable, thus, LOVABLE. In the language of a baby, lovable means SURVIVAL.

The most messed up part of all of this, is how deep inside of ourselves we firmly, TRULY believe that we ALWAYS wanted that! That there is nothing wrong with us, that no one failed us and we are in complete denial of how much all of this impacted our sense of self.

How does all of this relate to me as a person, or as an artist, and why do I believe that it could change most artist’s way of approaching art and life itself?

Simple, because you can only realize and see how messed up your reality is, if you have another reality to compare it with.

Whenever you isolate a problem from its context you might not realize that the problem is just the SYMPTOM of something else. As artists, most of us struggle because we don’t have the full picture of why that happens!

Things like Artblock have nothing to do with art itself, it is this abstract concept of not being able to do something creative. You FEEL blocked. But you are not physically blocked, nor mentally, you can take a pencil any minute and start making lines and create whatever, copy from reality or pictures or just move it randomly and make some scribbles. But when you do that, once again, you FEEL that it doesn’t satisfy you, you FEEL uninspired and you use that feeling as a motivation to stop drawing, calling that moment artblock.

Truth is you don’t have a problem with your art, you have a problem with your emotions and what you make them MEAN.Emotions are just that, emotions, they are your compass in life, they tell you “this feels good, this feels bad” but it is you that DECIDES what to do about them. Learning to explore them could be one of your best tools for creativity and make you become a better artist, one that doesn’t have to spend their entire life struggling and in pain because of outdated beliefs and convictions, which weren’t even yours from the very beginning. Or even transform that same pain from procrastination to a creative flow state.

You are not at fault for not knowing how to navigate your own internal world, your own emotions, and if you do struggle as an artist, I assure you someone hijacked your internal guidance system and you have no idea how to even trust or doubt yourself. Learning how to do that can completely turn around the whole experience of your artistic and human life journey.

I will definitely write more in-depth blog-posts about this topic as well as about Art Block and all of the things I’ve discovered and experienced in my life while facing the same issues and struggles you do every day.

Have a lovely week everyone and stay tuned :P (I love bloggingggg hehe)

[chuuyasporkie]

Omg you replied back :0 I thought you are inactive here :(

Hi I'm anon, your ao3 fan hehe but I'm shy...for now 👉🏻👈🏻. For now means I don't have the courage to leave comments under your works yet. Yeah, I'm a silent reader but usually this shyness is only during my early journey of reading any author's works that I just found. But!!!!! I will leave comments one day bc I will!!! Like I always did for all the authors before. But for now, I want to say it here. I LOVE YOUR AO3 WORKS SO MUCH OH GOD 😭😭😭😭 You've such a way with your words I really enjoyed my reading and your stories on SKK. oh god the first time I finished reading that one long SKK fic, I immediately subscribed you bc I want to read ALL your works bc I think, whatever idea you write, I'll enjoy them nonetheless! Right now I'm reading your latest fic abt how Chuuya will redo his actions now that he's thrown into the past. I'm so looking forward for more!! Can't wait to read and explore everything >,< It will take a lot of time I know but I will wait patiently. Focus on your irl okay! Just never give up on any idea on your SKK fics bc pls remember that there will be someone else waiting and adore every brilliant thoughts you pour on your writings even if that someone is just only one person!!! (yeah that one person is ME, I'M ONE OF YOUR DEDICATED FANS 😭)

Oh my god I'm blabbering too much! Anyways, to answer your question, if you have a bit of free time to consume your time by interacting with any SKK or BSD fans through an interactive social media, I recommend you to create an account. I asked this bc some writers prefer to tell their schedules on their works or share their work processes or promote their fics through twitter. I checked your ao3 profile and saw you shared your Tumblr account and I felt relieved bc at least you provided something for me to reach you. I'm not active at all here but at least I can interact with you through this ask. Bc idk why, whenever I find any good writers, I feel the urge to stay connected and soon, after I overcome my temporary-introvert-self, I wanted to connect with them through a social media account, preferably on twitter bc I'm quite active there. But no pressure to you though! I don't want to stress or force you, I just shared my opinion so if you think it's time to create a twitter account, do tell me through your author's note in fics okay!

alright. alrightalrightalright. so. you basically made me completely insane by sending me this and i want you to take responsibility for this RIGHT NOW BY COMING HERE AND LETTING ME KISS YOU A BIG FAT FOREHEAD KISS. NON-NEGOTIABLE.

i love you. i love you, i love you, i love you. i respect your wish to be anonymous, and to be shy (i’m plenty shy myself, so hey, it’s all good) but the fact that you felt the need to express your love for my fics ANYWAYS? DESPITE THAT? that’s a love language. that’s actually detrimental to my already off-the-charts delusion, and all i can do is sit behind my useless screen, smile extremely big like some clown, and say thank you. thank you for loving my work, thank you for giving it so much affection, and thank you for the motivation and support that readers like you unknowingly give me.

i would like to go on a small tangent⸺when i was writing I’DAY(WMHAMN), which was my first work ever, i was in a bad place mentally, (and perhaps that’s why i did the angst so well, ahem 😭) and it took a toll on me to continue writing chapters because at one point i HATED that fic, but it was the readers consistently telling me how much they loved it and how much they’re looking forward to the next chapter that really made it possible for me to finish it. you readers should NEVER underestimate your power, because your feedback is sometimes the only thing that keeps us going, so. simply. thank you. thank you SO INCREDIBLY MUCH, for speaking out and giving me another reason to keep writing, and for simply MAKING ME DAY, and i’m going to keep writing just for people like you, and i’m going to give it the best i have so you can keep loving it! 🤍

i am just a little guy writing fics and i am completely mundane and sort of a loser bc we all have a little bit of loserim in us if we’re ao3 users, but i will keep this message in my heart for years to come. know that you’re loved, know that you’re remembered, know that you absolutely made me crazy with this.

and since you’ve asked so politely, i’ll look into making a twt account. i don’t think i’ll be very active, but i don’t see the harm in making one anyway! promise i’ll let you guys know once i make one 🥰

HERE’S MR. CAT GIVING YOU A FLOWER FROM MY SIDE! ONCE AGAIN, THANK YOU, MY BELOVED <3 💕💖💗💞🥰

p.s.⸺ don’t hesitate to give me a name (ANY name) so i can dedicate a chapter to you 💌 i love doing that for my readers so. do so at once if you can! much love, always, always, always.

[storyofshasa]

[05-08-2023]

I'm writing this not because I'm sad, but probably because it's the acceptance phase where I realize and consciously say that I need to let this feelings go.

My memory was crystal clear, remembering the end of 2021, we were casually discussing a few things. I was amazed by how assertive you are, but still kind enough for asking what was my obstacle to fulfilling your request. I know that actually, it's a bare minimum, but I was in awe just because it's something that many people don't do :)))

We (used to) talked a lot. Our conversation flowed just like that, from books, movies, anime (tbh I was not into anime, but surprisingly I enjoyed it??), investment--or more like 101 adulting?? lol. At that time, I was thinking that you were (or probably, still) my kind of person, someone who I am comfortable talking about (if not everything) many things.

I also love how you motivated me to be better, in terms of work sih, hahaha. Those articles that you found, and (probably) thought would be useful for me, to be honest, they motivated me to stay hungry and stay foolish when it comes to learning. I even subscribed to the HBR because the articles you sent me made me realize that I still have sooo much to learn.

But, you were so kind, to everyone. IT'S A GOOD THING ACTUALLY HAHAHA jk that's not the thing, I guess I just don't know whether you're just being kind, and it is part of your kindness, or you were having a specific interest in me--and I assume the first one so I guess my feelings were unrequited.

I honestly forgot exactly when or why, our communications weren't as intense as previously. Long story short (hehe tbh I'm too lazy to reminisce about this part because it was...pretty hurtful from my pov) until I found out that you 'were' in a special relationship with a person who used to be my closest one on my team.

That's okay actually, hahaha. I'm actually used to this kind of unrequited things and I always keep in mind that this is something beyond my control so there's nothing that I can do. Even until I knew that you broke up with her, honestly I had veryyyy little expectation when we get to hang out together, twice. I KNOWWWWW you were just asking me to wfc together and usually it meant nothing whenever I worked together with my friends in a cafe. But it was different because it's you, lol.

But later, I found out that you liked somebody else, lol. I know this sounds stupid or how I act like a clown after all this time.

Anyway, I'm really okay wkwkwk no matter how extroverted I am, having a crush on someone is probably not my forte. I definitely have no idea what I am supposed to do to show that I have a specific interest in someone--especially with my bubbly personality, it's pretty hard to differentiate whether I'm just being cheerful or I'm really interested to talk to you wkwkwk.

It's been more than a year, oh actually, and a half. So I guess, it's better for me to keep some distance or communication with you (well, I guess it's already happening for these past weeks, lol).

There was no regret from my side, it's not a waste. Moving on from a traumatic relationship, you made me realize what kind of quality in a person I want. Actually, you set my bar pretty high when it comes to criteria. Since a long time ago, whenever my friends ask me what kind of must-have quality I like from a man, I always say that I want to be with a person who can inspire me to grow and be a better person. Knowing you somehow validate my own answer, and I'm really grateful for that :)

Honestly, like a line in one of my fav songs, this part perfectly describes my current condition and feelings for you

"bila kau tak menjadi milikku, aku takkan menyesal telah jatuh hati"

This thought comes to my mind, maybe, one day, when I have the chance to leave this place, I'm going to tell you about my feelings (or probably it would be 'past feelings'), not to confess, but just to make you realize that a person like you deserves a good person too.

I (accidentally) know a few things about you, and it amazed me how you managed to survive and stay sane despite all the craziness that happened in your life. I adore you, a lot.

I wish you nothing, but all the best. You probably still need to learn about so many things in life (aren't we all?!), but I know with your personality combined with your willingness to learn, you'll be okay.

The road ahead might be not easy, but pretty sure you can survive well.

Thank you for inspiring me to be a better person, motivating me to stay hungry when it comes to learning, teaching me what kind of leadership I aspire to be, and most importantly, realizing what kind of must-have-quality I need from (whoever to be) my future spouse. Glad and grateful that this universe made our paths crossed!

Wow, this sounds like a very hopeless romantic letter but trust me, I write this while laughing at most of the part wkwkw.

[linawritestwst]

Hi hello! ヽ(★ω★)ノ I see that your requests are open again, so is it all right if I ask for Riddle, Azul, Vil, and Malleus on an ice skating date with their s/o? Thank you and have a great day :DD

riddle, azul, vil and malleus going ice skating with their s/o (gn!reader)

i got this request back in july and i'm finally writing it. again, i am so sorry, but hey, it's getting colder and it started snowing for me yesterday, so.. i guess this is the perfect time to write and read these headcanons? :'D

riddle rosehearts.

♡ at first, he's not a fan of the idea and he doesn't really want to go, but when he sees how excited you are and you start begging him to go ice skating with you.. he reluctantly agrees and he almost regrets it, but he immediately feels better about his decision when you thank him and give him a kiss. o-okay, maybe this date won't be so bad after all. riddle is not nervous about it because of him being bad at skating, he's actually pretty good at it (though he still thinks it's far from perfect), it's just.. something about doing it with you makes his heart beat so fast, he can't focus on his dorm leader duties.

♡ you just keep making riddle blush during the whole date, it even started with you seeing riddle in his winter outfit and saying how cute he looks! so when that happens, riddle knows that this date is going to be.. fun. however, to his own surprise, he actually really likes skating with you like this? he's not used to doing this at all, but he doesn't think that agreeing to go skating was a bad idea anymore. he really wants you to compliment his skills, but he knows that he still has to work on them, so.. but now he has motivation to get better at skating!

♡ but then, while riddle is thinking about it, he realizes that he got a bit careless and forgot how slippery the ice can get. the poor boy is about to fall, but you don't let that happen. you stop there for a second because you can't help but go "hehe, looks like someone is actually a bit clumsy~" and before riddle can say anything, both of you fall down and there's no one to help you this time. you find this situation too funny and end up laughing meanwhile riddle's brain stops working because of you falling on him. "oh, lying on top of you is pretty comfortable actually." riddle can't answer properly because of how flustered he is and you can confidently say that this date was perfect.

azul ashengrotto.

♡ "darling, this idea sounds amazing, but.. are you sure we can't do something else? there are so many things we can try-" "no, azul, i want to go ice skating." azul pretends to be just as excited about it as you are, but he's secretly panicking and he starts screaming the moment you leave mostro lounge. what is he so scared of, you ask? you see, since he's a merperson, he's not exactly good at skating. he's terrible at it, actually. and he doesn't want you to find out. but he also doesn't want you to be sad!! it looks like you really want to do this ice skating thing with him.. w-well, maybe he can just watch you skate and he won't have to do anything..

♡ azul really wants to come up with an excuse to not go, but he just can't do it. he's okay with lying to anyone, but not you. if he has to trip and fall right in front of you.. then so be it. he tries to stay calm at first and he pretends that everything is fine, but you can notice him getting nervous. when you start skating together, he holds your hand SO TIGHT, he knows that it must be painful, but he's too scared to let go. and then, eventually, he does fall. and when it happens, he just lies there for a moment and he doesn't want to get up because he's too embarrassed and he's afraid he's just gonna fall again. and he's afraid that you're gonna be disappointed in him.

♡ however, you smile at him and help him get up. azul apologizes and tries to explain why he's not so good at skating, but you stop him and tell him that you actually knew all along that he never tried skating before because he's a merperson. azul is confused. why did you want to go ice skating with him then?? did you- did you just want to make fun of him?? you shake your head and say that even though it's adorable to watch azul try so hard to impress you, you actually wanted to teach him how to skate and you thought that it would be fun to try it together. and even though azul was very worried about you finding out that he can't skate.. he has to admit that he did have fun. maybe he doesn't mind being bad at something as long as you are with him.

vil schoenheit.

♡ vil didn't expect you to come up with a date idea like this, but he can't deny that he's interested. you two never went ice skating together, so it will definitely be a fun and unique experience. he agrees to go and you smile and hug him, promising that he won't regret it. when you two meet, vil adjusts your scarf, saying that you have to stay warm and kisses you on the forehead. "so, shall we go?" your face feels so hot, he doesn't have to worry about you getting cold.

♡ you wouldn't say that you're terrible at skating, you can fall pretty easily, but most of the time you're doing fine. but when you're with vil.. yeah, this man is much better at skating than you. he looks so elegant, it's almost like he was born to do it. seriously, is there anything that he can't do? you end up getting distracted while watching him skate and when you notice that something is wrong, you're already falling. thankfully, vil catches you just in time. "you really should be more careful, my dear. i know you tend to forget about everything when you look at me and i can't blame you for that, but i can't let you get hurt."

♡ your date somehow turns into vil helping you to learn how to skate better and you're not complaining. you feel safe when you're around him and you're not afraid of falling or hurting yourself because he's with you. vil also says that you still need to work on your skills, but he finds your clumsiness very cute, so he goes easy on you. he never forgets to praise you when he sees you getting better and when it's time for you two to go back to your dorms, he tells you that you were right, he really doesn't regret going skating with you at all.

malleus draconia.

♡ malleus never tried ice skating before, but he's very excited to try it, especially if it's with you. he tries to find as much information about skating as he can and he even thinks of trying to learn how to do it, so that he can impress you.. but that's not fun at all if you're not with him. he wants this date to be special and he's afraid that it's not gonna feel that interesting if he's already good at skating! it's more fun to learn it with you than getting better at it just so that you can compliment him. though the second option sounds good too.. no, he must be patient.

♡ when your date starts, he keeps talking about everything he heard about skating and he says that he knows how skating works in theory, but he didn't practice at all, so he asks you to not laugh at him if he does something wrong. you promise that you won't, but when you imagine malleus falling, you try really hard not to laugh. but it's even more hilarious when you see malleus falling for real. there's just something about it, yes, he's a prince and one of the strongest magic users, but also this guy just fell on his face right in front of you. of course, you rush to check on him, but he's fine and you don't have to worry. he's even more motivated to get better at skating now.

♡ skating with malleus is very fun and you get to see the other side of him, a less "perfect" one. you can see that he's really trying his best and he keeps asking things like "how did i do?" and "am i getting better, y/n?". and when your date ends, you tell him that he can be proud of himself, he's already much better at skating than he was before you tried it together. he is SO HAPPY when he hears that from you and he can't stop smiling even when he comes back to his dorm. lilia doesn't even have to ask him anything, he already knows that your date went well.

[takalzuoom]

i’m procrastinating my noxus fic and more self aware arcane au cause i have 0 motivation 😺

and i also watched the ‘therapist reacts to viktor’ and just thought about singed and viktor’s relationship

cw: mentions of shimmer addictions, mentions of 0rgan trafficking, singed

so i give you:

apprentice! reader x viktor

obviously this is platonic

in zaun

it was one of his visits to zaun when he saw you. in nothing but rags sitting on the steps on what seemed to be a brothel

he never paid much attention to the kids in zaun, being one himself he knew there were groups that looked out for each other. that were your family

so he figured you were waiting for them to return with food.

but every time he’d visit singed, he’d note you that you were reading the same dusty covered book, that seemed more and more damaged as you read it.

occasionally he would catch your eye, noting your sunken face and discoloring, but the first time you ever talked was when he saw you hunched over a new book- books as you switched from ex hone one.

“what are you writing?”

as quickly as you were writing, you snatched the books from the stairway and hugged them to your chest. spare papers fluttering from them as you hastily picked them up.

he didn’t mind the panicked look on your face as he picked up a stray paper you were about to grab.

“that’s mine!”

“ i am merrily just give it a look over”

“give it here!”

his eyes lingered on a sentence before you ripped it from his fingers before stuffing it all the way against your chest.

you tried scurrying away before he called at you with your notes and papers

“tell me- why are you researching shimmer?”

“that’s none of your business, plitover” he though a conscious look was on his face, he smiled at your weak excuse of a insult and of the fact that you couldn’t even finish it

so as anyone would do, he ignored it

“why aren’t you playing with the others? ive seen an amount of them around.”

you stopped, kicking your dust as you looked at him form under your bangs

“…they don’t want to play with me…” you trailed of, looking to the side

“they say brainiacs like me won’t do anything for them for food… kick me out”

as you were a child, you wore your heart on your sleeve so he knew what was going on in your head…

“what about your parents? did they… perhaps get into shimmer”

“is that what you heard around? cause that isn’t true! it’s not! whoever you heard that from is a liar!”

“i see… tell me, how would you like to come with me?” he walked forward a step

“and get used for organ trafficking? no way. i may not be as fast as the other kids, i’m still fast, and i doubt you’ll be able to catch up-“

“i’m not here for that” he reassured

“i just know what it’s like to be alone due to your intellect” he took another step

turning around he looked back as he started walking. “i’m, from zaun too”

“and the research you did- ehh albeit a bit fundamental- but i see potential in what you do. and someone… i know told me ‘ the brightest minds are often the loneliest”

he left you alone after that, knowing that the unspoken offer was still on the table every time he saw you scribbling something down each time he visited singed

even though he never really looked at you, he always felt your beady eyes staring at his figure. and he found it amusing when he would purposely take different routes, only for you to go looking from him and peer at him from around a far corner

he noticed how you would sometimes follow him to singed’s lab. one time actually asking him where he was going. “come find out”

and there you were. finding comically behind the scientists. well- hard to hide when hehe side stepped to expose you to the ‘demon man’

viktor wasn’t… fond of the idea of you staying around with singed, as he remembered the horrors from his childhood. but he’s grown up now- understands now. and he’s fully aware that you don’t have anyone else.

your words as you’ve heard of the horrid experiments he’s done

“oh? and who might, this be?”

he had made an agreement with singed that you would study under him just like how viktor didn’t and in those few weeks, while he never gave you lodging, he did provide you new study materials and sometimes food.

he almost treated you like he would treat his own child. though that did take a while to get at that stage.

and when viktor came to visit you were mostly banned from the lab. albeit sometimes you were allowed to sit in and sometimes give input. but most of all it was a learning experience for you

and when you had expressed an interest of attending the university of zaun- viktor gave the option of attending the academy and staying in plitover. with him.

this was mostly a bit of plot… so i’ll get into the actual shenanigans in another post😼

[ootahime]

analyzing every gojohime moment in the manga >:) pt. 3

more and more paragraphs ahead.  BE PREPARED!

i’m also writing this at 3 am so please bear with the horrendous grammar and punctuation.

chapter 63

i know he’s probably like this with everyone but i love how excited he is bragging about his students to her.  he’s like a child telling his mother about an amazing adventure he had with his friends, making sure he mentions every detail.  in the anime, their conversation lasted for 3:41 :3 backwards 341 is 143 which means i love you.  

1 letter = i

4 letters = love

3 letters = you

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i love her fit!  i also like how both of them like to wear baggy clothing that accentuates their collarbones `w` it’s like they’re matching in a way.  even if she did tell him to cut the crap, she still let him run his mouth to his content LOL i feel like if he didn’t compliment himself at the end, she would have said something different.  UGH HE LOOKS SO HAPPY CALLING HER

 ah, let me translate the conversation just in case anyone needs it.

utahime: you wanted to talk about the investigation, right?

gojo: well, got any idea who?

utahime: i have no idea.  no one seems suspicious.  what do we do now?  should we ask the students for help?

gojo: yeah, that’s fine.  i’m busy so asking the kids would be okay.  keep looking.  i’m counting on you.

I THINK THAT’S WHAT THEY’RE TRYING TO SAY.

OR it could mean that she’s asking if they should start investigating the students.  it would make sense either way because gojo says in the next panel that he doesn’t want to assume that the mole is a student, and in chapter 79, gojo sends the trio to utahime to help her.  

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these two love their students to death.  neither of them wanted to assume that the mole was a student.  in chapter 79, when utahime is talking to the trio about the mole, nobara points out to the group that the traitor must be from kyoto because utahime is the one who’s reaching out to the tokyo side.  utahime has a dismal look on her face, almost like she’s saying, “i didn’t want it to turn out this way -- for this to be true.”  after mechamaru says his farewells to miwa on the train, mai tries to talk about what he did to which utahime says, “it doesn’t matter, he’s dead, after all,” with a similar sunken expression.  i just love how her care for the students is one of the biggest aspects of her personality that’s been showcased so far.  it’s also cool how it ties together with gojo’s belief that no child’s youth should be taken away.  i truly think these two have the capacity to understand each other to a deep level, down to the core.  seeing as utahime is also a teacher, it’s safe to assume that she also wants to raise the next generation of sorcerers to be strong.  utahime and gojo’s similarities and contrasting elements are so interwined, i really wonder if it’s intentional.  like am i looking too much into this?  are utahime and gojo really meant to be this connected?  think about it.  similar motivations, care of the kids, contrasting palettes, the bickering, long history.  IT’S JUST TOO MUCH. 

also can we mention how their phone calls and meetings must be heavily planned out?  this means they’ve talked and interacted with each other A LOT behind the scenes.  she doesn’t answer his call with “what do you want?  don’t bother me on my day off.”  she knows exactly why he’s calling her and they even speak in code.  she probably meets up with him and tells him to call her on a specific day and at a specific time.  they must know each other’s schedules very well in order to execute this investigation in complete secrecy.  when he says, “we can never be too sure who is listening in around utahime” it implies that they find calling a risk, so in order to guarantee that there is no one around, they have to meet up in person.  see where i’m getting at?  they talk A LOTTT and most likely are aware of each other’s daily lives.  

the fact that gojo is her main source of stress when he’s literally a 3 hour train ride away from her is hilarious LMAOOOO.  you know what that means, right?  he must call and text her constantly about random things to annoy her.  

chapter 65

ah yes, my favorite moment by far.  look at that smile on his face.  

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he loves saying her name.  he probably rushed over with the sole purpose of doing something like this to her LMAOOOO like i mean, mei was in there with her so technically they both needed to be helped but judging from his words and expression, he only wanted to help utahime.  notice how mei’s not there in the debris.  could she possibly have suspected gojo’s presence or an outside force?  or was she fast enough to avoid being in the debris?  either way, her lack of presence in this scene helps highlight the fact that this is a special interaction between utahime and gojo.  he refers to her in a very familiar sense.  the most formal way to address someone is by their last name followed by the honorific, -san.  in gojo’s case, he should be calling her iori-san if they weren’t acquainted.  he doesn’t even bother to call her utahime-senpai.  granted, gojo is not the most respectful and socially competent person out there because geto points this out to him.  he isn’t even aware that she finds him annoying because he views her bad attitude toward him as her just playing along with him.  he probably thinks she’s flirting back LOLOL

since he asks her “you cryin?” that definitely means that gojo witnessed her crying on one occasion or maybe multiple.  who knows, the old utahime could have been a very emotional person.  while this is happening, mei is close to gojo, she then asks him if he would console her if she were to cry in a flirtatious manner.  gojo dismisses her attempt at flirting with him and says she won’t cry because she’s strong.  now normally, you’re supposed to face the person you’re talking to, GOJO.  he KEEPS his eyes on her even when more people come to join the conversation.  

now, we can all agree that geto, mei, and shoko are better at picking up social cues than gojo.  they probably knew the vibe of the conversation and decided to play along with gojo’s antics.  

chapter 65

WE were worried about you.

pay attention to the order of the characters that show up.  gojo makes his appearance first, then geto, followed by shoko.  based on utahime’s reaction to seeing shoko, it’s evident that these two share a close bond.  shouldn’t shoko be the one to arrive on the scene first?  she’s the closest to utahime and would therefore be more concerned about her condition, right?  i know shoko’s technique doesn’t really allow her to do anything other than treat the wounds of others, but if you heard your friend was missing, you would definitely rush to the scene.  

look at geto’s reaction when mei says, “you’re the one who’s picking on her, geto.  you don’t even know it.”  i think it’s mei who’s saying this because gojo calls geto “suguru”.  but anyway, mei is aware that they’re picking on her.  i don’t think she’s the type to legitimately bully someone for their strength.  her reaction to all of this is very playful and her “heh heh heh” is proof of that.  when geto shows up and swallows the curse before it gets to utahime, he says, “satoru.  it’s not nice to pick on the weak.”  by saying this, he pisses utahime off because he too, is joining in on gojo’s joke.  i believe he’s unaware that he’s making fun of utahime because his reaction is “gah!” with a sweatdrop.  he probably thought gojo was making fun of weak people in general.  

geto’s usually a gentleman seeing as it is canon that he is more popular with girls than gojo.  BUT WHO KNOWS...you gotta be a specific type of person to be best friends with gojo.  maybe he ain’t shit too...  okay, my point is that everyone is just playing along.  when shoko shows up, utahime is relieved to see her because shoko doesn’t tease her like this.  since utahime tells shoko to not become like those two, this implies that geto teases her as well (probably not as much as gojo).  we all know geto is really big on looking out for the weak so he probably wouldn’t have insulted her for real.  

verdict: utahime being weak is just a joke.  i’ve mentioned this so many times, sorry if it’s getting annoying and repetitive hehehehehe...

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these three aren’t irresponsible.  geto and gojo are a troublesome duo for sure, but they’re dependable.  seems unlike them to forget something so simple and essential to pretty much every mission.   

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here’s my headcanon.  they were hanging outside or in the car when their assistant manager got a call.  the assistant was informed that two days have elapsed since mei and utahime went on their mission (or last contacted someone).  

gojo: that’s weird.  mei’s with her so they should have finished exorcising the spirit sooner.

geto: you think something happened to them?  maybe it’s a strong special grade.

gojo: utahime probably dragged mei down with her.  poor mei-san~  

gojo gets up 

geto: where are you going?  

gojo: going to save utahime!  it’s fine i’ll put up a curtain!

manager: gojo wait!!!!!!!!!!!

geto sighs

shoko: that idiot’s always running off without us.

they pin the blame on gojo for saying that he’ll put up a curtain and leaving the assistant manager behind.  you know what this means?  he ran and the manager couldn’t catch up HEHE... why the rush, gojo?  were you actually concerned about her?  

tbh i don’t see gojo ever running to something unless it’s urgent.  the fact that he ran to save her says a lot.  

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let me know if you have any thoughts or questions!  i forgot to add this but gojo had a more serious expression when he was explaining how they must’ve been trapped in a barrier that messes with time.  he then states, “we thought it was weird even though you’re here, mei.”  i know he was probably worried sick because if mei couldn’t be contacted then that means something must’ve happened to utahime too.  okay that’s it for now.  i’ll be bringing up this little detail i’ve noticed about utahime in the manga next :3

[popsicle-parfait]

❗WARNING❗: This is a rant post, you are not obligated to read this but just know that if you do I am not responsible for the feelings you get from it.

Okay, so can we just take a moment to talk about fanfics and their character/ oc development? Today I looked at a fanfic and I saw an oc character sheet, yknow the normal stuff you see when you start reading someone's story. Now this this what ticked me off, it said in the abilities section of the bio "Able to control air and oxygen and any water around him. " now if that wasn't bad enough in the weakness portion of the chapter it said "There's not really a weakness to their abilities". I don't know about you but your dear old pal here HATES overpowered characters with a ridiculous stat ratio. Now this is where the rant starts so excuse anything offensive I say because I'm mad as hell. EXCUSE ME? I'm sorry but if your damn character has the abilities of a whole god and their drawback is a HEADACHE then your oc is just bad. No I'm not kidding, I'm 100% certain on what I'm saying and listen to me when I tell you this, your oc has to have character development and having an op ability set just takes away the whole purpose of that and leaves no room for anything interesting to happen in your fanfic. Have you ever thought of why you lost motivation if your fanfic? Or maybe it hasn't gotten the spice you want in it? IT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE YOUR OC HAS A TRASHY PERSONALITY WITH THE LEG ROOM OF A DAMN OCTOPUS. I'm not gonna sit here and read your story when your oc is all like "Everything is so boring, everyone is so stupid for not seeing that attack coming. You guys are so annoying and I'm better than y'all. I'm just not gonna say anything or contribute to the plot because I know everything already 😩" FUCK OUTTA HERE WITH THAT🤡 I wanna cry so bad because I just can't believe these people really looked at their oc, approved it, then had the nerve to say "He's rude but is really kind" I'M SORRY? Kind???! W H E R E??? PLEASE I BEG OF Y'ALL BALANCE YOUR OCS OUT!!

Okay but seriously if you want some advice here's what's I actually recommend for this type of stuff:

Take a moment and stop what you're writing. I know you have a lot of ideas of what you want in your story but just stop worrying about the plot and think about the oc's your inserting there.

Study your character, think about anime references or other anime characters you want to base your oc off of and get inspiration from that

Next I would recommend to really think about what type of person you want your oc to be and think to yourself "what would I do (or how would I react, ) if I came across this type of person irl?" because to you this character might seem cool but if you look at it at a realistic standpoint they're probably a really horrible/ toxic person.

When you think about your oc's backstory I want you to think about your fandoms universe. What are the basic things that apply to this fandom? What is okay and reasonable enough to fit in this fandom? How would this tie into your fandoms lore? (this also really important because if your fandom is about a highschool anime and your oc is "the demon lord from hell" it wouldn't fit and it just disregards the structure of the anime.) I really want y'all the do some research on the fandom you're inserting your oc into, don't just go in blind.

Another thing would your oc's appearance, face claims are okay. I'm fine with that. But if you don't use face claims and your description of your oc is "black hair, yellow (left) and blue (right) eyes, scars everywhere, bandages everywhere" I'm going to assume your oc is an emo wannabe with an attention problem. Sorry not sorry, hehe~ 😜

Oh, another thing I want y'all to take into consideration is your oc's abilities. I really want you guys to know that it is okay if your oc is "normal". You don't have to give them the backstory of a broken king, you don't have to give them trauma and you don't have to make them "special". Your character is the mc for being themselves, they don't need all of that fancy stuff because even if they're bland they stand out against the original protagonist of the anime. You don't have to make them super edgy or super important because there's a thing called character development. The abilities your oc has (in my opinion at least) must start small. Then as the story continues and as the oc makes more important relationships between themselves and the people around them it gives them time to think about certain things in a new light and that pushes them to want to work hard. (1)

Let's say I have an oc named Oscar or something and they're an insert to the anime My Hero Academia. By me giving them the ability to see the future (please don't take any ideas from this istg) it also means they see the USJ attack and if they predict that very important plot point and inform the main characters about it that basically means that attack wouldn't happen the way it does in the anime. Now there are a lot of factors to be considered in this such as, lida doesn't run to get the pro heroes, All Might doesn't save class 1-A, and Izuku doesn't get the determination he gets to work more on OFA because he doesn't have to worry about All Might being pushed to his limit as severally as he does in canon. Please, I advise you to think about these things. (2)

Thank you for taking your time to read my whole post and let's hope I don't lose followers for this, these types of things need to be thought about and I feel like no one actually takes their time to and just throws whatever character they can come up with in a story. Um... Have a cool pic I guess...

[a-few-wet-blankets]

Watch me never follow through on writing any of these ideas

WAIT WHY R PEOPLE FOLLOWING ME HELP U KNOW THIS IS A PISS ACC RIGHT???

But ty for following uh. hmu if u want to talk abt piss <3 i turned on the asks thing (is that what it's called????? idk how to use tumblr help) ur free to req hehe

I have. A few ideas. Maybe I'll write them when I have time/motivation but for now I'll list them here

Next complete thing coming up would probably be a collective omo hc post for all of Crazy:B! If. I have enough brainpower to finish it.

Sooo first idea.... Kohaku canonically asks HiMERU to take him to the bathroom during the Spider Halloween story, because he's scared of the dark... When they get to the bathroom, Rinne jumpscares Kohaku and Kohaku basically tries to murder Rinne.... but from the translation I saw, it didn't say anything about Kohaku actually taking a piss so.... hehe (And I might make a y/n version where y/n takes Kohaku to the bathroom instead)

Second idea, remember when Makoto got kidnapped and was trapped in one of the rooms for who knows how long? Like I honestly don't know how long he was in there but..... you have to piss eventually.

A few ideas not based on the story, but third idea... Jun having to go, but not being able to for hours because he has a live (the SS live against Trickstar?) and he either barely makes it or is forced to pee in a corner because his muscles give out (the fact that Eden's unit outfit has white pants too... hehe) .... an addon for this as a y/n version (who maybe helped him try to find a bathroom in the first place), he could be in a hotel afterwards with y/n, and sleep in the same bed as they do.... only to find that he wet the bed overnight when he wakes up because his bladder was overstretched from the day before (lots of hurt/comfort for poor Jun I feel bad)

Fourth idea.... something with Niki having to go and using a bottle, but the bottle is nowhere close enough and he has to stop, but he's not even close to finishing even after filling the whole bottle, so he has to pray he can find somewhere else to go (maybe a convenient potted plant...?)

Fifth idea (the second Mao idea), Trickstar is using a bus to travel... and that wouldn't have been a problem if he hadn't fallen asleep and woken up needing to pee, badly. There's no bathroom on the bus either. Y/n is sitting next to him, and has to help him pee into a bottle or towel.....

Sixth idea (ish?), personally, I'd just like to see how an Adonis or Kuro omo fic would go.... Adonis doesn't seem like someone who would vocally or physically show his need, nor does Kuro....

(istg u can tell my taste in omo fics alr... am I really that bland....?)

[samwritesforyou]

asexual!diluc fic (pt.1)

diluc x reader

summary: diluc and reader are both asexual and both very much in love with each other, but they have a hard time communicating their feelings because theyre aware of their “unusual” sexual desire, which is... none, really. nada. 

warnings: gender-neutral reader, mentions of blowjobs and sexual desire (or the lack of it)

wordcount: 1k~ 

A/N: this is incredibly self-indulgent but i hope u like it! i want to make this a longer fic, so if you have some words of encouragment for me, id appreciate it a lot!! also its not beta-read, i just wanna put it out here to get some feedback and have more motivation to write some more of this because i think its a neat idea hehe. enjoy!

“ahhh my whole body hurts,” kaeya whined,

“i don’t even want to know why,”

“i’m glad you asked!” kaeya smirked and continued with a sigh, “the guy i’ve been fucking last night was too energetic for my liking”

diluc clenched a glass that he was cleaning in his hands tighter upon hearing something of a topic he wasn’t interested in at all, but indulged him with an answer;

“there can be someone who’s too energetic for you?”

“yeah, i felt like he fucked my brains out,” kaeya leaned on a counter a bit closer to the bartender with a sly smirk, well aware of a fact that this kind of talk makes ragnvindr frustrated, for some unknown reason.

...

“kaeya, can i ask a question?” diluc asked

“huh? that’s a new one,” he answered with a smirk, interest sparkling in his icy eyes, “but for sure, friend.”

“how fast does a person want to.. sleep with you, in a relationship?”

“oooh?” “i’d say in like two or three..” he started thinking out loud, while diluc’s mind was quick to think something else; i have two or three months before they want to have an intercourse, that’s good enough, he thought, just when kaeya was finishing his sentence; “yeah, that’s probably right. two or three days.”

“what?!” diluc almost dropped the wine bottle he was handling, brows furrowing.

diluc met eyes with the cavalry captain as the latter was receiving a satisfactory blowjob just next to the tavern in a small dim street and he shot him a smile and a wink.

“hey, master diluc.”

diluc felt rage bubbling inside of him as he took a few steps closer to the couple with a grim expression, clearly pissed.

“you will take this business elsewhere immediately,” he saw as the guy who was blowing him wanted to tear away from kaeya to maybe apologise and do as he was told, but kaeya’s grip on younger man’s head tightened as he nonverbally commanded him to continue.

“we’re just finishing up, don’t worry,” he murmured, eyes not leaving diluc’s literal flames that were growing in his pupils as he was about to explode on him for his inappropriate behaviour, “y/n just came into the tavern, maybe you’ll want to hurry.”

as he heard that piece of information, he decided to drop his anger towards kaeya and leave it for later, entering the building.

.

you were just a simple traveler that was roaming around teyvat until they came to mondstadt. for some reason, you fell in love with this place. maybe because it was a city of freedom? it was hard to tell. you just knew that you felt like you belonged.

outside of the mond’s gates you faced some monsters and was fighting them just fine, until you heard a crackling sound of ice somewhere behind you. You turned around, still keeping an eye on your surroundings.

“cool it,” a man said, his sword emitting a bright flash of ice that froze the enemy behind you. he swiftly dealt w them and you gave a finishing blow to the last opponent, as you put your sword back in your sheath and dusted your hands.

you noticed that on one of his hips there was a cryo vision dangling, flickering with soft blue light.

that’s how you met kaeya, cavalry captain, that has.. actually no cavalry to captain. which was fine, he said this himself.

you quickly became friends and your desire to stay in mondstadt was only helping to strengthen the sudden forming frienship. soon enough he introduced you to the rest of the knights of favounius and rosaria became one of your closer buddies as well.

when he introduced you to diluc, though, it was a bit different. you instantly felt like you’re going to fall in love with that man.. and you did, eventually.

.

“oh, diluc!” you exclaimed as you saw him come in, while you were waiting by the bar to be served. but in all honesty, these days you’re just coming to see the young bachelor, no drinks needed.

“hey,” he greeted you absentmindedly, getting behind the bar, “did you see kaeya now, by any chance?”

you blinked a few times and then laughed awkwardly, “oh, yeah. gross, isn’t it?”

your answer made diluc look at you with a confused expression. he didn’t know what he expected of you to say anyways.. probably nothing, but definitely not to acknowledge that it was, indeed, disgusting.

he sighed with relief and nodded slowly, taking your favourite glass in his hands and wiping it dry for you. “yes, i completely agree with that statement.”

after a few moments of comfortable silence with a background noise of other customers, diluc prepared some ingredients already, now looking up at you.

“as usual?”

“yes please,” you said with a smile and diluc returned your expression, while you two maintained eye contact.

your heart positively skipped a beat and his did the same, even though both of you didn’t know about the feelings of the other.

“here you go,” he mixed you a wonderful non-alcoholic drink named windbrew and ever since you appeared in the tavern for the first time, he always admired you for choosing not to drink alcohol.

he still couldn’t believe you came there for the first time with such a person like kaeya and ended up taking care of him whenever he drank too much.

why would you even hang around with the likes of him? yet he wasn’t brave enough to ask you out himself. or rather.. he was scared of the implications of courting and how big of a role sex has to play in it.

when diluc didn’t know any terms like asexuality or anything like this, you, on the other hand, were too familiar with it. you were aware of your disinterest towards being sexually active and you knew how it’s called and accepted that it’s completely normal. sure, it comes with complications in terms of finding a relationship, but you were always positive that this fact about you didn’t hinder any chance of getting a partner.

.. until now.

you really liked diluc but you simply couldn’t believe that his libido would be at least a bit lower than the one of a “normal” person.

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[1kook]

commercial break ; NINE

this is part of my netflix & chill series!

SUMMARY “I think that, like— me and you? We’re like, totally destined,” you ramble, “you should, like, take my number! And maybe we can, like— Netflix and chill one of these days?” WARNING angst with implied smut at the end!!, flashbacks, low self esteem, alcohol consumption, jk is (implied) a virgin in this, there’s a lil fondling by oc u know the usual  MISC they r soulmates <3, our queen doyeon returns, i tried to use symbolism👁 in the dialogue so yes everything drunk oc says has a meaning hehe RATING m bc alcohol WC 2.2k

NOTES i said once a long time ago that n&c couple were prolly at the same party once but didn't realize so hERE WE GO ! its not proofread bc um. yeah<3

Homecoming week. 

Jungkook doesn’t even think his university’s football team is good, but he had read somewhere that part of the college experience is obnoxiously supporting this team all four years. And well. Jungkook wants to fit in. Frankly, Jungkook feels a little dumb having accepted this invitation from Kim Taehyung from his first-year writing class. He’s only known the man a solid four weeks, probably won’t know him this well once Taehyung finds real friends, ones who suit his outgoing personality, and decides Jungkook is too boring, but Jungkook will make the best of it while he can because, again, he wants to fit in. Badly. It’ll be different this time, he had told himself while getting ready. You won’t be awkward anymore. You’ll make friends. 

And then it’s nearing midnight and Jungkook has spoken to a whopping two people at this party of over a hundred. Not including Taehyung, it’s down to one. Even that had only been to ask where the bathroom was. He feels severely out of place, like he’s both too large and too small to be in this area, to be at this party, so he shuffles into the kitchen when he hears them call for another match of beer pong. He’s actually pretty good at the game, has refined his skills at get togethers with his older cousins. But it’s not like anyone here wants to be Jungkook’s partner anyway. Or even knows who he is for that matter. 

Taehyung had bumped into him a little past ten, had had two girls clinging to his sides when he had greeted Jungkook. One of them had almost looked tempted, Jungkook wanted to believe, brushing her hand against his arm. But he didn’t act quick enough— what would he even have done? what did he even want? —and Taehyung disappeared with both girls soon after, leaving Jungkook by himself once more. 

The kitchen is empty, the drinks long since having migrated to the living area of this huge frat. With a defeated sigh, Jungkook sinks back against one of the counters, setting his lukewarm cup of beer down beside him. He’s buzzed, drank in a feeble attempt to ‘lose himself’ as all the movies claimed. But now all he can feel is a pounding headache threatening to consume him. He doesn’t even like drinking— why did he drink this much? 

He should go home. 

Events like this, parties like this— they weren’t meant for someone like Jungkook. He was too quiet, too shy to let loose like everyone else. He doesn’t do well in social situations, or at least not as well as his therapist had told him he would. He hesitates too much, never speaks when he needs to. Haerim from his freshman basics class had even said so. “You’re quiet, huh,” she had smiled, and when her notebook had touched his elbow, he flinched. She didn’t take it to heart. Just like Taehyung wouldn’t if he left right now. They know how he is. He doesn’t belong here. These types of parties were made for outgoing people, people who lived on the edge, people who weren’t trapped in their own thoughts all the time, people like—

Like the girl who stumbles through the doorway now. “Woooo,” she slurs, and then promptly faceplants into the dirty tile of the kitchen, the same tile littered with sticky footprints and random debris. He can’t even imagine what else is on the floor of a frat house mid-party. Jungkook flinches at the sound of her knee hitting the ground, before rushing over to help her up. 

She’s a giggling mess, eyes half shut by the time Jungkook gets her into a seated position. “Are you okay?” he flounders, hand on her shoulder when she wobbles again, nearly falls back down. 

“Just peachy,” she sings, flashing him a sloppy thumbs up. Her neck isn’t doing a particularly good job of holding her head up and when Jungkook places a hand on the back of her head, she leans into it, blissful smile on her face. She’s really pretty, it makes Jungkook’s cheeks burn when she aims it at him next. “Pucca loves Garu,” she lets him know, eyes finally fluttering open. “He’s a pretty boy.”

Jungkook blinks. He has no idea what you’re talking about. “Huh?” he stutters, glancing back at the bar stool by the counter instead. It’s probably infinitely times better than the sticky tile beneath your bare legs. “I’m gonna stand you up,” he tells you, taking your loud cackle as a sign that you’re okay with it. Jungkook’s been working out all summer, so you’re not heavy in the slightest, arms thrown around his shoulders while he slips his own around your back. Your proximity leaves him drowning in your scent. 

The giggles don’t subside when he sits you down, not even when he begins opening random cabinets in search of a glass to get you some water. He’s had his fair share of experiences looking after drunk people, so he has a pretty good idea of what to do now. However, your sudden bout of commentary certainly doesn’t make it easier. “Isn’t it, like, super cool how the sun and the moon are, like—“ a hiccup, Jungkook settles on tap water “tooootally different beings, but, like— they, like, both maintain the earth?” Your hand reaches for his forearm when he returns, gives him this little squeeze in your excitement. “Like— Like they both have to, like— work together? To keep it perfect, y’know?” 

Jungkook pushes the water into your hands. You’ve got this sparkly sheen to your eyes, the one that most people get after one too many drinks, but it’s accompanied by this childlike wonder that leaves Jungkook breathless when you meet his gaze. “Yeah,” he says quietly. You beam. It’s blinding. So blinding that Jungkook promptly looks away, nudging the cup in your hands. “You need to drink this.”

You frown. “Boooo, so boring,” you huff. It’s nothing Jungkook hasn’t heard before, but it is a little disheartening to hear it from a stranger. He stamps the feeling down, pursing his lips as he gives up on letting you drink yourself. The cup is swiped from your hand and Jungkook tasks himself with making you drink it instead. And of course, like all wasted young adults, you put up a fight. “Ew, what is that?” you spit. 

Jungkook sighs. “Water.” 

At his defeated tone, the exaggerated grimace slips off your face, replaced with a rather solemn expression instead. Jungkook tries to take advantage of it and pushes the cup against your lip again, but all he really accomplishes is sloshing it down the front of your dress. You don’t yelp, but he does. “I’m so sorry,” he panics, sliding the sleeve of his shirt down around his thumb to wipe your chin. 

You let him, head tilted curiously to the side. Jungkook tries to ignore your analytical gaze until: “you’re cute,” you announce, and abruptly send him into shock. 

He recoils, face a blazing mess. “I’m—“ he chokes, swallowing when you wipe your hand down your own chest, leave a glistening layer of water over your sternum and down between your breasts. 

“Cute,” you repeat, downing the glass he had been trying to coax into you like it’s nothing now. With it gone, you don’t waste any time, throwing your hands around his shoulders, fingers brushing through the hair at the base of his neck. You pull him close, so close in fact, that he ends up having to hold the back of your chair to keep from accidentally crushing you with his weight. “Your name, pretty boy?” 

He can’t think. You’re so drunk and smell so good and are just so pretty— his brain short circuits. “Um I’m, uh, Jeon J—“

“Jeon,” you repeat, silly smile back on your face. You’re not technically wrong, so he nods along with a blush high on his cheeks. “Well, Jeon,” you purr, but you’re still so drunk, eyelids fluttering in a rather funny way. “I think that, like— me and you? We’re like, totally destined,” you ramble, “you should, like, take my number! And maybe we can, like— Netflix and chill one of these days?”

Jungkook doesn’t even know what that means, and honestly, he doesn’t really hear you over the thundering of his own heart and the bass in the other room. “Um, but you’re really…” he stammers, leaning back but a finger loops around one of his curls and he gasps when you pull at it. “You’re drunk,” he rushes out, lower lip trembling when your nose knocks against his. 

A soft hum, the sound sending electricity down his spine when you cup his cheek. “But don’t you think I’m pretty?” you murmur, eyes flickering to his mouth. 

“Yes,“ he chokes out, “you’re a very, very pretty girl. But I really shouldn’t—“

“Hey,” you shush, tilting his head just the slightest. Jungkook has never had a girl touch him like this, has never even touched a girl before either, but, well. He really wants to kiss you. And that’s saying a lot considering Jungkook has never kissed anyone before. 

Despite how good it feels, he knows you’re still really drunk. It’s with a decisive huff that he pushes away, hands on your waist to keep you from touching up on him any further. You’re not that strong anyway. And then he’s met with the biggest pout he’s ever seen, an absolutely distraught look on your face. 

Something in him says you’ll cry if he doesn’t explain himself soon, so he launches into it right away. “You’re very pretty,” he says, almost laughing at the way your entire face lights up immediately. “But you’re very drunk.” You huff. “You deserve to be treated like a queen.” Mostly regurgitating something he heard in a motivational video. 

It works. Eventually, you stop being fussy in his arms and settle with a frown. “You’re too nice,” you grumble, forehead on the countertop. He doesn’t see how it’s much better than the floor but he lets you be. “You got a girlfriend, don’t you?” 

At that, Jungkook laughs. “No,” he reassures you, hesitates, and then gently pats your back. Jungkook actually feels you melt under his touch. That sultry look is gone, replaced with this rather tranquil look that he doesn’t quite understand. 

“That was pretty,” you murmur, but Jungkook doesn’t quite hear. 

“What was that?” he asks.

“I said your smile was pre—“

“There you are!” someone hollers from the kitchen doorway, the shrill tone of their voice making both you and Jungkook jump. When he turns around, he’s met with the sight of a rather tall girl angrily stomping your way, eyes a blazing fire, fists clenched by her side. Jungkook realizes only a second too late that she’s looking at him. “Get off of her, you sweaty city-owned dumpster,” she hisses, using the strength of three football players to push Jungkook away. “You make me sick—“

“Doyeonie,” you beam, launching yourself into the angry girl’s arms. Ah. The Help had arrived. 

Said angry girl (Doyeonie?) is still using every mash-up of words possible to degrade Jungkook as she hauls you into her arms, shooting daggers every step of the way. “I can’t believe you would try to take advantage of a poor girl when she’s this drunk,” she spits. 

“What?” Jungkook coughs, cheeks warm. “I wasn’t—“

“Tell it to Campus Safety when I report you, you wannabe, dollar store Rain.” Jungkook clutches his chest at the acidity of her tongue, surprised anyone could be so mean. 

All things considered, this was actually good. Someone who knew you had come to take you to safety, meaning Jungkook didn’t have to look after you anymore. When this Doyeonie turns around, he’s met with your smiley face smushed against her shoulder. 

(It’s weird. He’s a little sad to see you go.) 

“Bye, Jeon,” you giggle, hand brushing down his arm, squeezing his hand, before you’re abruptly yanked away. Jungkook manages one weak wave, cheeks lit ablaze once more when you send him a silly air kiss from the doorway, urging him to catch it. He does, and he feels really silly when he puts it in his pocket, but he can hear your laughter for a second more before he loses you. 

The last few minutes being so hectic, he decides to go home. Parties weren’t really his thing. Jungkook doesn’t think he’ll ever go to one again. 

Until a few years later. 

“You’re, like, really pretty,” you slur, lips against his throat. Another invitation, this time, Taehyung’s birthday. His friend had practically begged him to come, knowing how Jungkook was. In the end, it had been you who had accepted on his behalf. 

“Baby, not here,” he laughs, hand on your shoulder when you try to shove your hand down his pants for the third time that night. 

Taehyung had been ecstatic to see Jungkook here. And then had quickly become annoyed when he caught the two of you making out in his storage closet an hour later. “Bro, don’t be that couple at parties,” he had groaned, locking the door behind him. 

Jungkook had laughed. “I wouldn’t know what ‘that couple’ is at parties,” he reminded him. 

Taehyung rolled his eyes. “Well, I’m sure your girlfriend can fill you in.”

Apparently not. You’ve been trying to kiss him for the past three minutes but keep missing because you’re so drunk. “Just one,” you beg, so pretty but so drunk. The fake lashes you’d worn today make you look like a doll, batting them his way until he’s giving in, slotting his lips against yours. You’re probably going to throw up in his bathroom when you get home, so he should make the best of your kisses now. Jungkook pushes that thought aside as he reaches a hand out to wipe at the sweat accumulating on your chest. There’s something weird about the gesture, like he’s done it before at another party. But that doesn’t make sense; he couldn't have— this is his first party with you. 

“We should, like, leave,” you whisper against his ear, fingers burying themselves in his hair; when you pull on a strand, he nearly moans. “Go home. Maybe netflix and—“ a hiccup that makes him smile “—chill?”

Jungkook kisses your temple. “Sounds good to me, pretty girl.”

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