#sorry i shall Stop venting

[inevitablestars]

starting to feel a little bit weird about me

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

I am exhausted, good heavens.

[justmossyaps]

y’all ever feel like you’re trying to diffuse several bombs while a bomb is also strapped to your chest? cause my friends are sad and angry and not feeling well so i’m trying to take care of them and cheer them up and be the comic relief and also my parents are stressed so im trying to help them calm down and do the cleaning and stuff for them so they can go relax and my dog is crazy so i have to help wear him out so he doesn’t stress my parents out more and im constantly trying not to have a meltdown and also look like im not about to pass out every time i stand up and it’s just like UGH. i can physically feel tension in the air and it’s like aghhhhhh i can’t breathe

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

Every period of my life for the past 4 years has seemed like the worst period of my life

[tinydefector]

Any chance we are going to get that Ratchet x Ambassador x Drift nsfw in the human effects series? 👀

First contact fifth kind - Human effects

Warnings: NSFW, smut, fingerings, blowjob, sex, threesome

Word count: 2.9k

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It's only a cycle later when Ratchet runs I to the Ambassador, they had stopped by for a mandatory check up as normal. But one thing is for sure Ratchet can't take his optics off them after everything Drift has said. Not to mention he now knew where his old servos had been carted off too.

Ratchet cycled a ventilation, fixing the Ambassador with an intent stare as he scanned their vitals. Never before had this routine check-up held such.. layered intrigue.

"So tell me, Ambassador - enjoying your new accessories?" He inquired casually, fighting a smirk as he read over their hearts beats per minute.

They tense up slightly at the question, eyes shooting around. "Who told you?" They ask rather hushed and panicked, not really expecting to get caught out so soon over the pin-up photos. They don't see First Aid or Ambulon but doesn't mean they aren't around listening in.

Ratchet's optics glinted knowingly. "Let's just say a certain wandering conjunx of mine knows these old servos better than most," he replied with a chuckle. "No need for alarm - your secret's safe with us. In fact..."

Trailing off, he leaned down slightly dropping his vocalizer to an intimate growl. "Drift and I found your... artistic pursuits rather inspiring."

They sit there stunned, almost baffled at how bold Ratchet is in his flirtation. "Shit Ratchet im sorry, i didn't mean to cause any issues between you and Drift!" They stammer out in panic. Ratchet shakes his head with a smile. "Calm yourself ambassador, Let's just say Drift is as enthusiastic about said photos."

His digit tip their chin softly, ghosting feather-light over delicate flesh. "And while I try to maintain propriety in my official duties, shall we say your photoshoot piqued the interests of more... intimate nature."

Venting softly, his optics roamed the Ambassador's flustered face. "Although Drift brought up a proposition that I doubt he has the courage to ask you, and I'm less prone to the detection of rejection. So I'd like to ask if you would be interested in spending a night with us " His words are smooth with each letter as he inquires. "I fully understand if you're not interested but it never hurts To ask?"

They go quiet for a moment, thoughts rushing as they take in his proposal, Ratchet was rather bold but they had never known the medic to dance around anything. " I don't know if I can," they start. "I'm the human liaison for your people with earth with supplies not to mention your also CMO plus..." they trail off only for Ratchet to stop them.

"I understand your reservations, Ambassador," he soothed, "Such fraternisation could complicate matters, were it to become public knowledge."

His thumb stroked soothing circles on their thigh. Venting softly, his optics flickering back to their eyes. "I simply wished to extend the offer, given your... artistic interests seemed to mirror ours, i can promise that if you wish it to me a one time thing we understand you're not obligated to anything you do not wish. And as your medic I would rather know that you're at least safe, there are a rather large number of mechs on ship who are very hung up over you."

They bit their thinking, they were interested, hell Ratchet had been the first to actually ask and be sincere about it and understand the risk, he was most likely the best choice in case something went wrong. "If.. if I agree, it has to stay on the down low I can't have it getting back to my superiors" they reply softly. "I value my job here on the Lost Light with cordoning deals between different outpost and my team"

Ratchet inclined his helm respectfully. "Your position and duties, of course, take priority. You have my word - whatever transpires between us will remain strictly confidential. If I may. Would it help if I sent Drift a comm to let him know so we can keep it a confidential matter?" It earns him a nod from them.

//The Ambassador has agreed to our proposition, though with utmost discretion//

Drift's reply came swift which had Ratchet nearly chuckling. //understood, no discussion no different to Rodimus’ visits// he replies.

"Would after your shift suit you? We would make certain your visit is kept on the down low, and see you safely back with no one the wiser." It was a rather warm invitation, the promise of easing tension

"You make a rather tempting offer Ratchet, you do understand there's probably a lot of stuff you won't be able to do with me due to our size and differences?" They inquire, making sure he knew just what he was getting into. Ratchet chuckled softly. " Drift and I are no strangers to creative interfacing, whatever the partner, we are happy to take things at your pace so that you feel comfortable."

He stroked their shoulder reassuringly. "But your limits and comfort take priority. We'll set rules later. Join us after your shift, just knock and one of us will answer."

"I'll see you later then" they state softly finishing up their appointment and walk off rather jittery, not knowing if they would be able to handle the rest of their shift after the feeling of Ratchet’s digits against their body. They give him a quick glance before disappearing down the halls.

//You are a terrible influence, you know,// Ratchet shoots back at Drift which earns him another chipped comm message.

//What can I say? I know your appetites as well as my own, my love. And don't think you're so innocent party sirens// it earns a small chuckle from Ratchet and he busies himself with reading the ambassadors charts and taking down the information.

It's much later that they had planned when they found themself standing outside Ratchet and Drift's Hab suite, nervously looking up and down the hall, they felt like a teenager about to get in trouble sneaking out. Eventually they work up the courage to knock quickly.

Ratchet opens the door quickly ushering them in. “Hello my dear.” he said softly

"Hi," they state nervously. Looking around again to make sure no one was around as they quickly darted into the room. Drift looks up with a smile as he sees them, "Have a seat, make yourself comfortable," Ratchet encouraged. "Can I offer you anything - energon?" Drift slipped close.

"I'd say a strong alcohol drink but I doubt either of you have anything like that here" they state while moving into the hab, eyes flicking around to see the different stuff around the place, it felt homey compared to what they were expecting. "Could you help me up so I can sit?" Drift stooped, gathering their considerably smaller form into his arms with utmost care. Rising slowly, Drift turned and took a seated position on the berth's edge, settling the Ambassador comfortably down.

Beside them, Ratchet grumbles softly to himself “forgive me i completely forgot” he states, he knew he was forgetting something. “No, no it's all good” they call out quickly while trying to make it not a big deal.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm making this Awkward. I don't really know where to start, I don't know if you do things differently compared to humans so I don't really know what to do" they finally admit. And it makes both Drift and Ratchet look at each other for a moment.

"Then allow us to guide you," Drift rumbled reassuringly. Gently cupping their face in his servo, he met their eyes with caring intent. "A kiss requires no special skills" he leaned closer, aiming not to overwhelm as he soft pressed his metallic lips to theirs. Pulling back slightly after a moment, he searched their expression for any sign of discomfort.

They lean into the kiss, the tension in their body fading as their lips move against Drift's. When they pull away they look half dazed from the kiss. "Um woah, I wasn't expecting that" they nearly whisper. Drift let out a low, pleased hum. His optics glowed softly in the low lighting.

"A good kiss often has that effect," he chuckled warmly. Beside them, Ratchet let out an approving hum, servos tracing teasing patterns against them The berth seemed to dip slightly as the two mech made themself comfortable. They shutter softly as the two sets of servos move against their body pressing them back on the berth. “Let us know if you want to stop at any point, just say the word” Ratchet purred as he moves closer.

"I will. I didn't think Cybertronians kissed" they hummed softly. "Mm, kissing is not a typical Cybertronian act, but we do tend to adopt practices from other species" Drift admitted, servo gliding soothing presses down their stomach. Ratchet teasingly brushes along their inner arms. "And it seems we've discovered a particularly enjoyable adaptation."

They gasp softly as Ratchet tilts their chin up and gently pulls them into a kiss, a soft moan leaves them as Drift presses a kiss to the side of their throat. Their hands shooting up to Ratchet's face plate tracing along the ridges. Ratchet purred softly in approval as they melted into his kiss.

Drift vented hot against their skin, satisfied at drawing such sweet sound from their lips He crooned soft encouragement, servos gliding light as breath across heated skin. Pulling back slowly, Ratchet met their eyes with the kind of heat that forged stars. "What lovely music you make."

His digits found divots of their hips, rubbing soft circles into them. Drift nibbled teasing kisses along their shoulder as he began removing their clothing. They slowly melt into each touch, little whines leaving them. The feeling of the two sets of servos against their body. "Mm didn't take either of you for being into this" they try to joke to not feel as flustered.

Ratchet huffed a laugh against their neck as he pressed a kiss to it. "When one lives as long as we, you develop a lot of interests sweetpark."

"Few would guess how creative we get, we tend to keep it on the downl ow," the former monk mused silkily against their ear.

His servo caressed down their flank as he slowly discarded their pants, thumb tracing the seam between thigh and hip. Drift nibbled their jaw, playfully making sure not to hurt them.

Another gasp leaves them as cold servos trace warm skin as Drift traces their body. They melt into each touch. "Mmm" they whine softly, letting the two mechs admire and inspect their frame.

Ratchet crooned approval, his own servos following the curves and lines of their upper body. "So beautiful," the medic praised against parted lips, Ratchet let out a keenly interested noise at their sprawled beauty, the Ambassador's scents flooded his sensor net. His optics roved hungrily over bared flesh, mapping each dip and swell.

Drift's fans whirred loudly beside him. "Fascinating," Ratchet purred, digits dipping to explore secret crevices and sensitive areas with clinical precision. He met his conjunx's hungry optics, understanding all too well.

A loud moan leaves them as their back arches, when Ratchet's digits brush against their sex, they pressing back against the digits "fuck... that feels good, Ratchet, Drift " they call out.

Ratchet hums in delight, servo moving further down for a moment. His optics flicker for a moment before he lifts his servos for Drift. The other Cybertronian without even needing to be asked slowly takes Ratchet's digits into his mouth, slowly lathering them with lubricant, pulling back after running his glossa over them.

A squeal nearly leaves the Ambassador when Ratchet presses them back between their thighs running back down to their sex. "Exquisite," Drift praised, moving down to suck a mark into their side. Ratchet rumbled again, optics blown wide and fiery as he stroked them open expertly. "Our species may share more in common that anticipated, it seems."

He pressed his digit very slowly into them. Stilling for a moment before thrusting with curling precision. “Is this alright, nothing hurts?” he inquired, still being wary of the differences.

“Yes, feels really good” they stutter, eyes falling closed as their hand moves to guild Ratchet. It isn't long before ratchet presses a second into them, scissoring and opening them up.

"Would you like more?" he purred against their panting mouth. "Mmmm yes, please!" They nearly beg, with each thrust of Ratchet's digits, hips moving to grind back against them. "Fuck... Ratchet " they whine.

Drift lets out a keen growl, his plating swelling as his spike pressurised under his panel, finally giving way. One of his servos wraps around his spike as he quickly strokes it, moaning loudly as he pleasures himself to the view in front of him.

Ratchet groaned near incoherent static, as he withdrew his soaked digits, enjoying their bereft mewl. “Drift” he calls moving back enough to pull his conjunx into a kiss. The Ambassador sits up to watch the two as Ratchet runs his glossa down Drift's frame as he drops to his knee plating. Grabbing Drift's Hips and pulling him forward until his intake is wrapped around Drift's spike.

Drift's knee joints nearly buckle as he grabs Ratchet's helm. The medic curved one servo around its hot girth as both his mouth and servo moved in Sync. He pulls back after a moment, wiping his mouth before looking at the Ambassador. “Is this still alright?” He asked, earning an eager nod from them.

Drift moves stationing himself on the berth between their legs, spike resting against their stomach. “You'll let us know if it hurts or feels off, we don't want to hurt you” Drift checks again. “I'll let you know if it gets too much” they confirm.

They arch and moan out loudly as Drift slowly presses into them, hips shuttering and bucking as the ex con holds them still trying to take it slow. “Fuck! Drift!” They whine, trying desperately to grind back against him. “Just wait sweetspark” he coos softly as Ratchet slowly slinks around Drift.

His servos grip Drift's hips as his spike presses into Drift's valve, the moment the have all adjusted Ratchet begins softly thrusting, in turn making drift grind into the Ambassador. Sounds of strained venting and rhythmic pistoning hydraulics filled the room. Drift held them close, murmuring quiet praises and encouragement as Ratchet steadily plundered his valve from behind.

"Frag, you're so soft and tight?" Drift vented roughly almost whining to the Ambassador. Rolling his hips in subtle counterpoint to Ratchet's merciless pace. Ratchet nipped a warning at his neck cables, grinning fiercely.

It doesn't take long for the ambassador to orgasm, the sheer size and texture of drift has their body shuttering and clenching on drifts spike as they cry out loudly, bucking and keening as they grab onto anything they can. Drift’s sensory net sang with the echoes of their mingled ecstasy. He's quick to pull away before his overload hits, sagging on the berth above them as his fans blast air as his frame tries to cool down.

Above, Ratchet rolled his shoulder wheels in a sated stretch before glancing down at their joined frames. His field swept with warm waves of affection and approval at the sight of his conjunx so blissed out. His optics shift to the Ambassador laying there panting.

"Does anything hurt, dizziness, nausea" Ratchet asked, vocalizer hoarse but tone mellow. As the two mechs slowly untangle themselves from each other and the ambassador, Ratchet is quick to fetch water for them while Drift begins pulling up a blanket for the ambassador. "I'm alright, Where did you get this?" They ask with a sly smile.

Ratchet vented a soft chuckle as he passed them the water. "always stock essential supplies," he told them warmly. Catching Drift's amused field, he quipped "Though this one seems to collect oddities even I've never seen."

Drift huffed a mock grumble, tucking a warm sheet around the ambassador's frame with utmost care. "Keeps things interesting, at least. Can't fault a mech for having hobbies." Drift mumbles as he crawls onto the berth beside the ambassador, lightly tracing their face.

Ratchet joins them on the broad berth, settling with relaxed poise. His servo found Drift's, squeezing firmly. The Ambassador pulls the blanket around them, gasping softly as Ratchet lifts them gently to settle them on his Chassis as Drift curls up against Ratchet's side.

"Thank you, this was different, not what I was expecting when experiencing my first ever fifth stage contact " they chuckle softly while snuggling in. Before a light bulb goes off in their head. "Holy shit am I the first human to umm have sexual intercourse with a Cybertronian?"

Ratchet's chassis rumbled a soft laugh beneath them. "Records of encounters between humans and our kind are scarce" he noted clinically. "It's quite possible you've made history tonight, Ambassador." Drift vented softly against their back. Soft whirs and clicks filled the berth as the two mech’s frames slowly reset. the ambassador drifted into a peaceful rest. Ratchet vented softly,"Never thought I'd see the orn a human slept in my berth," he mumbles lightly, Drift draping his frame halfway atop Ratchet's broader one. He brushed a thumb softly over the ambassador's face.

"Glad you brought 'em, all the same." Drift ex vented, relaxing into his partner's embrace. Ratchet squeezed back gently in wordless reply, as his systems slowly shut down into recharge.

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[rashomonss]

Hello! I was wondering if you could pair Simeon with the dumbification prompt for the Valentines Treat event 🥰 thank you for taking the time to read! I love your stories btw <3

hello hello!! so sorry I’m getting to your request so late! I planned on getting the valentines requests in a lot sooner but i ended up getting into a car accident and this past week was absolutely insane haha but i’m good now

but that’s besides the point! ofc you can and thank you sm! I’m so glad you enjoy my work, i hope you enjoy this, i enjoyed writing it. tbh I always love writing for simeon he’s one of my favs haha. anyway love ya! (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)

Warning: NSFW (read at your own discretion) / gender neutral

“my cute little slut”

“What was that my love?” Simeon said with a smile.

No coherent response came from your lips, just moans and mewls of his name. Babbles or things here could be heard there as he made you finish for the hundredth time tonight.

Continuous tears fell from your eyes and you tried to think just how you got into this situation. However it was a bit difficult to think when Simeon’s cock was filling every inch of you.

“Shh it’s okay, don’t even try to bother with thinking love, I’ll just fuck all those thoughts out of your pretty little head.” Simeon smiled.

Though his voice did not match his pace whatsoever.

It was rough and deep, he made sure to hit all of your favorite spots and he practically knew your body like the back of his hand.

“Look at you, aw what a precious little thing for me. You’re taking me so well MC” Simeon said softly in your ear as his fingers worked at pinching and massaging your nipples. You were getting close, he could feel it.

It wasn’t that hard to not notice the way you would clench around his cock each time you came. Though he loved that about you. Your pretty little hole belonged to no one but him.

And, no one but him could make you feel this way.

No one but him could take away all your worries and leave you a dumb fucking babbling mess on his cock.

That was a luxury he alone had, and boy did he love it.

You had come to visit him early in the afternoon at Purgatory Hall. Luke and Solomon went out to buy dinner so Simeon was alone for a while.

Because of this you figured he was the best to vent to about your current troubles.

He understood from the moment he saw you that something was wrong, and when you explained to him how your week just continued to get worse he listened intently and gave the best advice he could.

However he also explained that he would be there for you in any way he could…and of course one thing led to another and next thing you knew you were naked on his bed with your face down in the pillow and your ass in the air.

Simon started out slow and steady making sure to tease you just a bit. He’d bring you close to an orgasm then stop and continue at a slow pace again.

After a good amount of time it drove you absolutely insane to the point you began squirming and begging him to just fuck your brains out.

So, ask and you shall receive.

Simeon wasn’t gentle in the slightest after you spoke. He grabbed your hips and roughly pounded into you until he was satisfied. You came at least twice before he finally finished in you.

That didn’t stop him though. After that he flipped you around on your back to face him and teased you as he continued to pound into you, filling you with his cock.

“You’re taking all of my cock in your tight hole so well, only I can make you feel this good huh love?” Simeon said with a chuckle.

You didn’t respond as he continued talking, all that left your mouth was moans of his name and how it was too much. He in turn noticed and began to slow down with each thrust until you noticed.

“-C”

“MC”

“MC are you listening to me?” Simeon asked with a teasing smirk, his voice now finally reaching you. He had been talking to you for a bit but you never responded so he finally stopped causing you to squirm and beg for him to move again.

“’m listening I swear” you cried out.

“Really what did I say then?” He chucked. His dick throbbed inside of you and you tried to move your hips for any type of friction since he refused to grant you any, but it was no use, Simeon just pinned down your hips with a smile.

When you didn’t respond he laughed and pulled completely out of you.

A whine was about to leave your mouth again as you were getting prepared to beg, but his cock returned inside you in less than a minute causing a gasp to leave your mouth instead; your back arched and your hips buckled into him as you came just from how deep and harsh he entered.

“You’re just a dumb little slut for my cock aren’t you?”

His words had you tightening around his dick in an instant. Out of everyone in the Devildom you never expected an angle to say something that dirty to you. It shocked you but you loved every moment of it, he could tell.

“Uh huh” you cried as you gripped the sheets beneath you.

“Who’s the only one who can make you feel this good?” He said, followed by another hard thrust.

“You” you cried softly.

“I can’t hear you love”

“You- AH…!”

Before you could even string together a sentence he made you come again. Fresh tears left your eyes as he rode you through your orgasm straight into another one.

“Don’t stress with anything else for today my love, just let me fuck you till all you can think about is me and me alone” Simeon said as another orgasm ripped through your body.

You didn’t bother answering him, besides you couldn’t even really understand what he was saying. Your mind went blank as he continued fucking you and even going so far as to whisper a few praises and a few degrading comments with each thrust.

Orgasm after orgasm he had you remember just who’s cock you were coming on.

After all his name should be the only thing you remember in that fucked out little head of yours.

[astrologylunadream]

Someone Wants To Comfort You Right Now📱🌪🖤 (Pick a card/Tarot reading)

Hello, this is Lunadream✨ This reading is meant to turn your sadness⛈ into sunshine🌤! Hopefully it works, we will find who is reaching out to comfort you and why~♡ hope you find your message📬🖤

Notice: Only take what resonates because the most important thing is your own judgement!♡ If anything doesn't resonate, don't worry! It's not your message right now <3 (Entertainment purpose only. All rights reserved)

Now, shall we begin~? ^w^ Think deeply how you feel right now, and pick whichever pile that fits the energy you're feeling~✨

Pile 1🧤

Pile 2🦋

Pile 3☯

Pile 4💀

Take your time and choose carefully with the heart~♡

On to the readings —> ☆✨🖤

Pile 1🧤

Sign energy: Indecision, Violence, Impact, Chemistry, South node, Virgo, Pisces, Jupiter, 8th house, Vertex, 🔪🩱🗞🤒

🌧Your energy: Aww you guys I just want to give this pile a big hug🖤 You have been through a LOT in the past, and now you don't even know what to think of it. Some of you are Virgo, Pisces, Sagittarius and Scorpio. You have been hurt by others before, I am specifically called to say Virgo. Now this could be 6th house placements as well but you have been in some painful situations in the past, I'm so sorry but if you have been subjected to violence this is definitely your pile. You may have had huge intense feelings for those who only made you suffer, and used you for their own benefits. You could have been involved in a news article or have been associated with someone who made an impact on the news (I feel called to say someone being arrested, or violating the law). You may have a comfort stuffed animal, or have a comfort playlist. You have been hurt from close connections and experiences with intimacy. You may fear fate and feel like you are destined to be hurt (that is NOT true😰), I feel like this pile tends to tolerate a lot even if they shouldn't, you say you're fine when you are not fine😭 My pile 1's need to heal and be happy because you have dealt with sucking it up for too long.

🖤Who wants to comfort you: Vent, Event, Book, Seen, Eyebrows, 6th house, Pisces, Aries, Water, 12th house, 🤚🩹💙👸 Omg this may be someone who sees you often or at a regular spot, you may be unaware of them or not know much about them. Virgo, Pisces and Aries energy is coming through. This is a very mysterious person, they really want to hear you vent and let it all out. This could be your therapist, someone you have booked a session with or a scheduled a venting event (a vent event lmao what am I saying) this is someone who may have raised an eyebrow about your situation, they could be very nosy about your current state but only because they are worried about you. This is a spiritual and devine encounter for them to reach out to you, they want to send you love and healing.💌 I am called to say they wanna tell you "you are a queen, keep going and don't let anyone stop you from healing"👑 lmao, well they are right. This is a very spiritual individual, I'm getting that they read books a lot. They wish you would tell someone trustworthy how you are feeling, and what you have been through. This person wishes they could bandage your emotional wounds and help you up onto a pedestal of protection and strength. My god this is a really sweet person.🥺🖤

📬Messages from them: You and them, I wish you felt the same, I want to take your pain away, Ugh, I want to make you happy, I've seen other people, You have this look in your eyes, I can't believe it (😢💙💙) Extra cards: Previous, Finger, Order, Angel, Sweet, Neptune, Taurus, 9th house, 10th house, Scorpio (This could be a guardian angel for some of you♡⭐)

Thank you my pile 1's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!✨

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 1 with the gloves emoji~🧤 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💙

Pile 2🦋

Sign energy: Father, Compulsive, Yellow, Fox, Passion, South node, Pluto, 5th house, 7th house, Air, 🕳🧠♑🔪

🌧Your energy: Alright my lovely pile 2's your situation is complex rn, I definitely see some you guys falling back into repeated cycles. Scorpio/Leo/Libra/Taurus placements, Pluto in the 5th house for some of you. Capricorn is coming out but I feeling a strong energy of hating Capricorn or those traits. If you like the color yellow this could be a confirmation💛 Some of you may have issues with authority or tend to rival those with power or control. Now this pile may have had a father (or more dominant parent) that you hate/don't get along with well. You have a mind of your own and you hate getting manipulated with it. You have experienced people in positions of power being very conniving and selfish, and you wish to have power over these people in order to protect yourself. My pile 2's have a very negative outlook on those that tell others what to do, but this is for a good reason. You don't want to support those who have power over you and others and especially choose to do bad things with it. In the past you may have felt very imbalanced or unfair, could be through your childhood. You often feel powerless or fall into the same connections and mind games, and omg you just wanna cut ties!!😫🔪✂️

🖤Who wants to comfort you: Position, Accident, Compliment, Far away, Late, South node, 9th house, Cancer, Juno, 5th house, ⛓🏝😔✔ Hmmm okay over all this is a very caring energy like you guys someone does really care for you rn💙 They may not be near you physically but they are comforting you the best they can. They want to protect and keep you safe especially from an emotional standpoint, this is a message for only some in this pile but I'm called to say that if you have been dating around or having casual meetings and not wanting to be in a committed romantic relationship, this person is telling you that you are at a point where you need to find a potential committed partner that will keep you safe because they are saying you may not find another chance.🥺♡ Now for some others in this pile this is someone you are refusing to commit to, and have been holding it off for a long time. A romantic connection is possible. You feel distant to this person whatever the case, as if you are on a deserted island far away. This person feels the need to find you my pile 2's, they also wish they could tell you how great you've done and how much you have learned.���� They hope you will be free from your mental chains and heal somewhere it is safe. This could be someone from college/university or an educator, they are very well cultured I'm hearing. Could have been an accidental meeting, this is someone from your past.

📬Messages from them: Have you heard of me? Imagine us together, Look at me, Your emotions are to intense, I knew you would feel this way, You might get hurt, You look to good to be sad, I feel so left out, (omg😭) Extra cards: Dating, Fit, Chains, Beauty & the beast, 12th house, Libra, Cancer, Neptune, 3rd house

Thank you my pile 2's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!✨

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 2 with the butterfly emoji~🦋 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💙

Pile 3☯

Sign energy: Frozen, Chiron, Gossip, Soul connection, Over, Jupiter, Saturn, Air, Juno, Mars, 🎀🔜♏🧱

🌧Your energy: My pile 3's are thinking of someone right now🙈💗 I'm seeing some very cold energy though, some of you may have ended a relationship recently!! Something that hurt you greatly and now you will be healing to the fullest😩💙 This was most likely a romantic connection, and now you are putting your walls up from any kind of power dynamics, gossip, and mistreatment. I'm getting that for some of my pile 3's this was a Scorpio partner you chose to shut out. You are still stuck on that connection though, and I'm hearing you can't get over them (especially if you guys were intimate). You may have had a soulmate connection with someone but you have blocked yourself from having those types of connections because you don't want to make the same mistakes.😥😢 Sagittarius, Pisces, Capricorn, Scorpio and air placements. You may be the type to be really into pink adorable aesthetics, or love dressing up cute as a way to cope. You have been through a lot of rumors, others talking about you especially behind your back. But omg my pile 3's you are going through a transformation soon!!🦋 You will finally set yourself apart from things that don't serve you, and you will be strict on who you let in your life. This could happen really soon watch out for jupiter transiting in your chart especially the 8th house!!

🖤Who wants to comfort you: November, Mad, Purple, Sleep, Release, Gemini, South node, Earth, 2nd house, Lilith, 💼☯🍬🧳 Ahhh my pile 3's this is someone from your past, they are reaching out you at this very moment!! OMG this could be the romantic connection you releasee and disassociated with🤯😱😱 I'm getting that this person feels you are "sleeping" on the relationship, and it is "driving them mad" wow. But they want to comfort you right now, they want you to rest, and leave all of the bad energy and negativity you have experienced, to take care of yourself💓 This is someone who is willing to pay for pile 3's sorrows, they would buy whatever they could to make you happy again..🥺😖💙 Gemini and Taurus energy. I feel like this person is very guilty about something, especially the past. The month november could be significant or that is when they are coming to you, perhaps this connection was separated during the month. Now this person does not want things to get worse for you, they really think about you often. I'm getting that they see you as their other half, their dark/light side. I think they know they messed things up, but they want to let go of the past and they want you to focus on self care and relaxing, ridding yourself from bad vibes.😊💤💙

📬Messages from them: In your imagination, I feel bad, Thank you for everything, Tell me why you're sad, I don't want to break your heart, Take your time, I want to learn more about you, We're both lovers even if it's subconscious (My pile 3's your person wants you to feel comforted rn🥺😭) Extra cards: Optimist, Amusement park, Safe, Treat, Difference, North node, Earth, 4th house, Aquarius, Capricorn

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Pile 4💀

Sign energy: My love, January, Maze, Restriction, Style, 2nd house, South node, Cancer, 7th house, 3rd house, 🩲🦀🧜‍♀️🧍‍♀️

🌧Your energy: I'm getting such siren vibes from this pile, like so magnetic and attractive.🖤 Very hot vibe for this pile haha~ Taurus, Cancer, Libra, and Gemini Gemini placements such feminine energy for you guys <3 Love has been on your mind recently, but I think you have tried to push away relationships a little or not allow yourself to fall into emotions with romantic connections. You are a very stylish and unique, from the way you dress to the people you're around. You love shopping and buying clothes and accessories~ you may flaunt your outfits in selfies🛍🕶🖤 I feel you attract romantic attention effortlessly from your style and the way you express yourself.😍 You don't let yourself have intense feelings because in the past you would get lost in them easily. You enjoy talking about things you like, but you never say what's really bothering you deep down.⛈ Emotions are difficult for you, especially repressing them. No one really sees what goes on under your cool exterior, but you have a soft side to you.💕

🖤Who wants to comfort you: Age, 2nd house, Distance, Choice, Secret admirer, Juno, Venus, Jupiter, Libra, 10th house, 🤷‍♀️📱💚😓 Omg omg this is someone you are not romantically involved with but they have a thing for my pile 4's for real🤯🖤🖤🖤 Ahh they could be older than you by a few years, but they are not someone you are familiar with. You may not know this person at all but they are a potential life partner for you guys it's crazy but this is someone very secretly attracted to you guys, they may have seen you from social media or somewhere online.🥰 This person actually wants to step up and comfort you!! The type to take all your baggage and worries and sweep you off your feet, give you everything you need I mean spoil you...😍💸🛍 My pile 4's this person wants to comfort you now even if you don't know each other yet they wanna be there for you. I'm hearing they want you to distance yourself from social media or using your phone to much, they want you to take breaks and do other things you like. This person hopes to send you love in some way and comfort you, l mean they are so sweet even with the distance between you guys that like doesn't bother them because they just want you to feel better.💓 Definitely someone you will see as marriage material, this is someone with lots of money so they can buy you whatever you want🙈💸💸💸🖤

📬Messages from them: Now is not the time, You shouldn't keep things to yourself, We're too different, Tell me what's been bothering you, Have you heard of me? Tell me the truth, Give it to me, Don't tell anyone (Omg just themmm😍😫🖤) Extra cards: Below, Union, Perfect, Release, Peace, 11th house, 4th house, Air, 2nd house, North node (Omg they see a family🏠 and marriage💍 with you they want to comfort you the second you guys meet it's so romantic they just wanna take good care of you...😭😭💞🖤)

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[cozzzynook]

Angsty Anon back with part 3. Ft: Starscream's POV

A deadly still chill filled the dark purple halls of the Nemesis as the SIC slowly walked down its halls. Dread filled the seeker's spark the closer he got to the office, he knew what this was about and he hated it with every glimmer of his spark. Taking a deep vent Starscream settled his nerves as he straightened his back as he came to a stop outside the office door and with one servo he knocked on the door.

"Come in" The voice on the other side rumbled.

Starscream then entered the office, his wings flicked as he slowly walked up to the desk before pausing just in front of it. "You wanted to see me Lord Megatron?"

Megatron slowly raised his gaze from the data pad he was currently reading through. The tank's optics narrowed sharply as he cleared his intake while his field flicked with waves of disappointment. "Yes I did Starscream. As for the reason I'm sure you are very aware?"

The seeker's wings fluttered nervously as he lowered his gaze slightly. "Ah...that. I assure you that was a complete accident! Skywarp was messing around with his outlier ability again then he-"

"Not that!" Megatron growled as his plating flared slightly while his red optics burned with anger. "I'm talking about them, Starscream...not your Trine Mates" The large grey mech had finally stood up to his full height and slowly began to slowly circle the seeker like a hungry Sharkacon. "But I'd must admit...its been months since you promised me you'll get a-hold of the sparkling, yet no results. Perhaps I should revoke my end of our little deal, hm?"

Starscream bit his glossa as he felt his spark burn with both anger and worry. He then flared out both his wings and plating as he narrowed his optics as he let out a low growl rumble in his intake. "You promised you wouldn't bring any harm to him! You can't revoke that!"

Megatron smirked as a cruel chuckle escaped him as he loomed over the seeker, his shadow casting a deadly warning most feared. "I did promise, but that was if you kept your end of our deal and I don't see your sparkling among our ranks Starscream" The grey tank took another step closer until he could faintly feel the seeker's field twist and turn with both fear and anger. "So what shall it be? Either you bring your sparkling here and I keep my word or...you'll never see that yellow scout again, do you understand?"

Starscream balled his servos into fists as anger slowly prickled and burned itself into his frame. He hated this! He hated everything about this! The seeker wanted to turn back time and slap himself in the face for getting himself into this mess in the first place. "Fine...I'll head into the Autobot base tonight. I'll see what I can do..." He then lowered his helm in order to avoid seeing those optics staring at him.

"A wise choice Starscream" The tank rumbled as he finally stopped circling the seeker like prey. "I'll have Soundwave assist you with the security cameras. Oh and don't fail this time, my patience is wearing thin these days..."

"Understood my Lord" The seeker grumbled as he slowly turned and headed for the door. He quickly looked over his shoulder one last time to make sure Megatron wasn't watching his every move before he finally slipped back into the hall. Once he was far enough away from the office Starscream finally let his bottled rage finally escape, letting out a frustrated snarl he punched his servo into the smooth purple wall. He felt some satisfaction watching the cracks form on the wall but it did little to drown out the dread and regret in his spark.

"Oh forgive me little Bee...I put you into this mess. I put you both into this mess" Starscream placed his helm into his servos as he slowly sank onto the floor with his back against the cracked wall. His wings drooped low as another wave of guilt washed over him. "I'm going to get you both out of this, somehow...I'm sorry" At lest for now he prayed tonight that this mission of his would go horribly wrong. At least then both his former conjunx and sparkling will be safe.

Yoooooooo 👏🏽 this is so good!!

[kolyasupremanxy]

Thank you for all your hard work...if only words could describe how much every single story has made me feel so much better🥹

May I leave a request in here

My closest friend went behind my back and betrayed me in the worst way possible and the only thing I have been thinking about was how to get her back, finding ways to make her regret it. (Do not worry it's just a payback, no blood bath in planning)

How do you think the bsd boys (nikolai, dazai, chuuya etc) would react to their s/o becoming so rough and hard after a situation like this? Would they help her or talk her into just letting it go? I mean it's not an easy thing the live with when someone backstabs you

𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 𝐆𝐨𝐠𝐨𝐥 , 𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐬𝐤𝐲 , 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 , 𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 , 𝐄𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Idek if this is comfort or what

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.5k

𝐀/𝐧: I'm sorry to hear that, Anon. I'm glad my fics helped you feel better! I hope you're doing well. You can always vent to me anonymously, and my DMs are open. Now, I think I should stop posting angst fics and start writing more fluff/comfort fics.

—𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 𝐆𝐨𝐠𝐨𝐥

Nikolai listened to his s/o as they explained the situation with their friend, who had betrayed them in the worst possible way. He could see the pain and anger in their eyes, and it made his blood boil. How dare someone hurt the person he loved most in this world?

One day, as they were discussing what to do about the situation, Nikolai suddenly broke out into a silly dance. "I know what we should do!" he exclaimed, twirling around. "We'll give her a taste of her own medicine!"

His s/o couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him dancing, but the thought of revenge still lingered in her mind. "But how?" she asked.

Nikolai's expression suddenly turned serious. "We'll give her a warning. Let her know that if she ever messes with you again, she'll have to deal with me."

His s/o was taken aback by the sudden shift in his demeanor. She had never seen him like this before. "Nikolai, you're scaring me," she admitted.

Nikolai's eyes softened as he walked over to her and took her hand. "I'm sorry, my dove. I just can't stand to see you hurt. I'll do whatever it takes to protect you."

His s/o couldn't help but feel touched by his words, despite the lingering fear. She knew that Nikolai would never let anyone hurt her and that he would go to great lengths to keep her safe.

In the end, they decided to go through with the plan. Nikolai left a warning for her friend, letting her know that he was watching her and that if she ever tried to hurt his s/o again, she would have to deal with him.

While the thought of revenge still left a bitter taste in his s/o's mouth, she couldn't help but feel grateful for Nikolai's unwavering protection and love.

—𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐬𝐤𝐲

As Fyodor's s/o approached him, he could see the rage and hurt in her eyes. "Fyodor," she started, "I don't know what to do. My friend betrayed me in the worst way possible. She went behind my back and did something unforgivable." Fyodor listened carefully, his expression never changing as she continued to tell him the details of the betrayal.

After a few moments of silence, Fyodor spoke, his voice low and dangerous. "Myshka," he said, using his pet name for her, "I understand how you feel. Betrayal is a terrible thing, and those who commit such an act deserve nothing but punishment. I will help you get revenge on this person, but you must understand that it will not be a gentle punishment. It will be harsh, and it will be final."

Fyodor's s/o nodded, her face set in determination. "I know," she said, "I don't care what it takes. I just want her to feel the same pain that she caused me." Fyodor nodded in agreement, "Then we shall start planning. But remember, Myshka, revenge is a dish best served cold. We must be patient, wait for the right moment to strike."

As they began to make plans, Fyodor's s/o noticed a glint in his eye, a look of sinister pleasure. "Fyodor," she asked hesitantly, "Are you enjoying this?" Fyodor's expression did not change, but his voice had a hint of amusement in it. "Of course, Myshka. Revenge is what we do. It's in our nature. And besides, it's always satisfying to see those who have wronged us suffer."

As the days went on and their plan began to take shape, Fyodor's s/o found herself becoming more and more ruthless. She was determined to make her former friend pay, no matter what the cost. Fyodor watched her with a mix of admiration and caution, knowing that her newfound ferocity could be dangerous if left unchecked.

—𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮

Dazai would react to his s/o's situation with a mixture of concern and humor. He would likely make light of the situation and tease his s/o about their revenge plans, but deep down he would understand the pain and anger they were feeling.

One day, Dazai's s/o came to him looking more serious than usual. She explained to him what had happened with her friend and how betrayed she felt. She told him about her plans for revenge, and Dazai couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ah, my dear, revenge is never the answer," he said, grinning. "But if you're set on it, I'll be happy to help you come up with a plan."

His s/o looked at him with surprise, not expecting him to take her seriously. But Dazai knew how important this was to her and he wanted to support her in any way he could.

Together, they spent hours devising a plan that would make her friend regret what she had done. Dazai used his quick thinking and strategic mind to help his s/o come up with a plan that was both effective and safe.

But even as they plotted, Dazai made sure to remind his s/o that revenge wasn't everything. He knew that the pain of betrayal would stay with her for a long time, but he also knew that holding onto anger and hate wasn't healthy.

"Don't let this consume you, my dear," he said softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Let it go and move on. You deserve better than to be held back by the actions of others."

His s/o smiled at him, grateful for his support and understanding. Together, they executed their plan and watched as her friend got her comeuppance. But even as they celebrated their victory, Dazai made sure to remind his s/o that there was more to life than revenge.

—𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚

Chuuya sat across from his s/o, watching as she scribbled furiously in a notebook. He could tell she was still reeling from the betrayal of her friend. He took a sip of his wine before speaking up.

"Thinking about how to get back at that bitch?" he asked bluntly.

His s/o looked up, surprised. "How did you know?"

Chuuya chuckled. "You're not exactly subtle."

His s/o sighed, setting down the notebook. "I just can't believe she would do that to me. We were supposed to be friends."

Chuuya raised an eyebrow. "So, what's your plan?"

His s/o leaned in, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I've got a few ideas. I was thinking of setting up a fake social media account and exposing all of her dirty secrets."

Chuuya smirked. "Sounds like a good time. Need any help?"

His s/o looked at him skeptically. "Are you sure? I don't want you to get involved in my drama."

Chuuya waved a hand dismissively. "Please. I'm always down for a good revenge scheme. And besides, I can't let that bitch hurt my girl."

His s/o smiled, grateful for his support. "Thanks, Chuuya. You're the best."

Chuuya smirked, pouring himself another glass of wine. "Damn right I am. Now let's get to planning. I want to see that bitch squirm."

—𝐄𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨

Ranpo had been aware of the situation since the moment his s/o had confided in him. He had listened patiently as they recounted the betrayal of their so-called friend, and the subsequent desire for revenge that had consumed them.

As he watched his s/o brood and plot revenge, Ranpo couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement. He knew exactly how his s/o felt; after all, he had encountered his own share of betrayal and injustice in the past. However, his approach to handling such situations was vastly different.

"Are you really going to let this person have so much power over you?" Ranpo asked his s/o, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"What do you mean?" his s/o replied, a hint of confusion in their voice.

"Well, by obsessing over revenge and making them regret what they did, you're essentially allowing them to control your emotions and actions. They've already hurt you once; don't give them the satisfaction of hurting you again by dwelling on it. Move on and focus on the positive things in your life," Ranpo said, his tone serious.

His s/o was taken aback by Ranpo's response. They had expected him to join in on their anger and offer to help with the revenge plot. Instead, he was suggesting that they let it go and move on.

"But Ranpo, don't you think they deserve to be punished for what they did?" his s/o asked, still feeling conflicted.

"Of course they do, but not by your hand. Leave it to karma or the law of cause and effect to deal with them. You have more important things to focus on," Ranpo said, his voice softening.

His s/o pondered Ranpo's words for a moment before nodding in agreement. Maybe revenge wasn't worth the energy and negative emotions it would bring. Maybe it was time to let go and move on.

As they hugged Ranpo in gratitude, he couldn't help but feel proud of his s/o's growth and maturity. Maybe, just maybe, he had taught them a valuable lesson in handling betrayal and injustice.

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[finelinepie]

Well I’m sorry your best friend has lied to you about what they’ve done. I’m not pressed at all, it’s her and her friends that are getting pressed since she’s being exposed as the horrible person we’ve seen that she is. You mentioned you’ve known her for almost a year, great, but the bullying of authors took place early last year when she had a Gc of writers gang up on another for simply venting and ranting to her, told them the author was trauma dumping. As well as last August/September when her group attacked the three others resulting in all three authors leaving their platforms and one harmed themselves from the publicly done bullying across private and public x accounts. If you’ve been shown screenshots by her, hate to tell you but she’s not showing you the full truth.

Most importantly Heartateasee has never once apologized to these authors, we don’t even know if these authors still use their accounts or if Heartateasee fully ran them off. All she has done is deny she made anyone harm themselves when plenty saw the proof she did, she’s continuously accused one of the authors she’s targeted as being behind exposing her. Meanwhile there’s been people who choose to stay anonymous due to the level of disgusting behavior we’ve seen in screenshots but there’s also multiple accounts that have been brave enough to comment or reblog her posts instead to speak on how they feel about this. There’s not one thing pointing to any of the victims participating in this, two victims even came out to another tumblr blog to confirm what was being said. Specifically the one who harmed themselves came out to clear their name of Heartateasee’s accusations once they were made aware Heartateasee still is targeting them. Both made it very clear they are not on socials related to the writing community anymore due to Heartateasee.

Heartateasee has said she’s only had issues with one author on X but screenshots of everything paint the picture that it was a group of two authors and then a group of three authors that she bullied. That’s five people in total harmed by this author. That is what we have an issue with. The lies to try and spin this her way are disgusting. She hasn’t apologized or taken any kind of accountability, she instead turns off comments and reblogs preventing people from showing her that it’s multiple people who agree on this issue. Exposing her isn’t harming the victims cause none are even on here to see it. And that’s on Heartateasee because without her those people would probably still be enjoying their hobby of writing.

I stay anonymous because I saw first hand the threat that was sent to Harrysbesti3 for having the screenshots posted. I’m not going to subject myself to any targeted attack by these people so yes I shall remain anonymous for my own safety.

Whether or not they are on socials makes no difference. you are still bringing it up. I don’t know how to make this more clear- BOTH PARTIES HAVE SAID THEY WISH TO BE LEFT ALONE

“I’m not pressed at all” *continues to watch her likes and repost numbers to anonymously message everyone who interacts with her.*

I do wish you’d stop the false claims that she hasn’t apologized, because she has. 2 of them have even said as much.

And here we are 6 months later wanting to see proof to clear up names and y’all still can’t give it. You can stay anonymous. that’s fine. But where is Leigh’s safety concern?? Because she was NOT the one to post that threat. Where is everyone else’s safety that is getting harassed because of your little army of anons? And you don’t know if they see it??? You don’t have their socials?? Then why are you fighting their battles for them??

Leigh has stated multiple times that she is sorry for the way the things happened. she HAS taken accountability for it.

I find it funny that you guys have now been causing Leigh harm longer than the said bullying and harassment of authors XYZ. What you are all doing is bullying and harassment in and of itself. And the anon posts need to stop, now and immediately.

I am letting you know that I have tracked your IP addresses and any and all attempts to remain anonymous are futile.

[yusume-the-writer]

Hello! I don't know if this is where I'm supposed to ask... About your Villain's day off post, I don't see any with that character so.. Could you please write fluff hurt with comfort for a female reader with Carpaccio Luo Yang pretty please? 🥹

Curse Cupid and win a date

Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Fem Reader

Request made by Anon, I hope you like it and I'm sorry for the delay

Not to mention that this was my third request about Carpaccio, he is gaining a lot of fans hehehe~

I was really inspired by this one, maybe reading stories about boyfriends and your best friends on Reddit helped...

Genre: Hurt from ComfortWarning: Swearing (Just once), bad boyfriends

Summary: (Name) wanted to go on a Valentine's Day date with her boyfriend, but it seems like he would rather spend time with his friend making her decide to break up, so she went crying about her terrible romantic life, but it seems like someone it was there... But don't worry!!! He asks her out!

It was supposed to be a perfect day....

Today was Valentine's Day and (Name) wanted to spend time with her boyfriend on a very romantic day!

But.....He was busy....with his best girl friend....

Apparently they have a ritual of spending Valentine's Day together and they do it to the letter.

And it seems that even though he has a girlfriend he PREFERS TO SPEND VALENTINE'S DAY WITH A FRIEND, VALENTINE'S DAY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT BOYFRIENDS AND NOT FRIENDS IF YOU WERE TO SPEND TIME WITH YOUR FRIEND IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ON BEST FRIEND'S DAY *ahem* (Name) couldn't believe it

And of course she is not a girlfriend that prevents her boyfriend from having female friends or even a female best friend if he himself understands that his girlfriend is a priority.

But the problem was that he put his best friend first in everything.

Do we have a date at the amusement park? Let me call my friend since she's sad. Is there an item that (Name) really wants? I'm going to buy it for my friend since she deserves it. Shall we go shopping? Let him call her to accompany him and blah, blah, blah

(Name) couldn't take this anymore and to make matters worse, every time she vented about it he responded

"You're just being very dramatic" He says while staring at you with disdain

Here was (Name) and his boyfriend in an Easton hallway

(Name) wanted to spend Valentine's Day with her boyfriend but he was busy with her best friend, again...

And when she went to complain, he just says this

"Now if you leave me alone, I'll go see Amy" He says as he turns his back to (Name)

"If you're going out with her today, we're done!" (Name) says angrily as she sees her boyfriend stop

Maybe he would change his mind-

"Don't be like that, I'll take you on a date later" And that's all he says without turning to her and leaves

'Forget it...he hasn't changed his mind...' (Name) thinks about staring at her now ex-boyfriend

"We're done!!!" (Name) screams at the top of her lungs to make the whole school hear her and so she turns around and runs away trying to hold back her tears

And now here was (Name) crouched in a place forgotten by the students crying on her knees as she remembered the past events

She was a mess, there was a lot of crying that perhaps could fill a river, there was snot and snot that came down from her nose and went into her mouth making her spit and cough to get it out.

She looked like a crybaby only a thousand times worse

Suddenly (Name) lifts her head from her knees and faces the sky and tries to catch her breath.

"CUPID I HATE YOU!!!!" (Name) scream as soon as she catches her breath and continues to cry

"*SNIF* ARE YOU SHOVING THOSE ARROWS WHERE THE FUCK? *SNIF* DID YOU KILL YOURSELF OR SOMETHING?!?! *COUGH*" (Name) continues while trying to get the phlegm and snot out of his mouth "YOU USED YOUR ARROWS TO DID YOU KILL YOURSELF?!?!? *SNIF* *COUGH* *COUGH* *SNIF* AHHHHHHHJHH" (Name) still didn't realize that someone was getting close to her

"...(Name)....?" An unknown male voice appears causing the (h/c) girl to turn her head that could overcome the speed of light

Standing in the flesh was Carpaccio Luo-Yang with an expression that could resemble surprise as he stared at (Name)'s shrunken, crying form.

This was the worst thing that could happen to (Name), a close friend, facing her in her vulnerable state.

Suddenly the surprised expression changes to seriousness as soon as he sees (Name)'s condition.

"What happened...?" Carpaccio says in an angry tone as his face deepens into a frown.

(Name) trembles when she hears that tone of voice coming from him, and of course she's seen him angry about other things but this was completely different

It seemed like he was going to do something much worse than death to the point where his victim was begging to die.

"(Name)..." His face is suddenly closer to hers, making her jump in surprise and fear so she is a little bit away from him

Carpaccio didn't seem to like this little distance but he didn't say anything and continued to stare at her, wanting an answer.

"I....I broke up with him....." (Name) finally says something that surprises Carpaccio by the fact that she is single

"But why did you break up with him on Valentine's Day?" Carpaccio asks as he tilts his head to the side

If it weren't for the moment she would tease him by calling him kitten

"He was an asshole the whole time so I decided I wasn't going to accept it anymore and I broke up with him" (Name) summarizes

Carpaccio knew that (Name) wouldn't delve deeper into this subject so he decided to accept it

"And you're crying....because of him?" Carpaccio says as he pats (Name) on the back

"And I was going to cry for a man?!?!?" (Name) scream in disbelief and stare at Carpaccio with eyes that looked like he said the stupidest thing on the entire planet

Carpaccio is surprised by the repeated scream and looks at him with confusion.

(Name) realizing that Carpaccio only asked out of caution for their feelings to feel bad about yelling at him

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scream..." (Name) says as she sighs and puts her face on her knees, hiding her expression from Carpaccio

"It's just that... my relationships never work out, you know" She says in a sad voice without showing her face to Carpaccio "Every time I'm in a relationship something always happens and I realize that I've deluded myself once again. Like me I know that people have lives, friends and family outside of relationships, but it seems that people forget that their girlfriend is a priority, that I am a priority when we date, but every time I vent or try to talk about it, I always It would be dramatic, petty, I'm creating things, they always seem to want to make me the villain?!?" She raises her face and faces Carpaccio and then she raises her hands dramatically

"....But I don't want to be the villain...I just want someone to love me, respect me and understand my feelings or at least try to understand" (Name) continues as she lowers her hands and looks at the ground with sadness "I just want someone who every time I explain that I feel uncomfortable with something or someone and I tell them, they don't get angry and at least put some boundaries with the person and explain why they are so close to it , I don't want them to end a friendship of years unless it's necessary for their health.... but I want them to set limits.... Is that too much to ask?" (Name) says then she decides to stop staring at the ground and look at Carpaccio with sad and frustrated eyes because of this

Carpaccio was surprised by (Name)'s look, he didn't like it

He didn't like it when (Name) was sad because of something, some might know (Name) as someone who liked to get attention, but she wasn't like that at all, (Name) was a sweet person, always trying to make everyone's day. others are amazing, he saw it first hand

"I don't consider you the villain" Suddenly Carpaccio says as he takes his hand and strokes (Name)'s hair, surprising her "For me you will never be a villain, even if you are one I wouldn't mind, you are a kind person who You enchanted me from our first meeting and after that day I could never even stop thinking about you, I often spent days without sleeping or eating properly just because I tried to find the reason why you were so captivating and without realizing it I started to get closer of you but I never found the answer until I realized that it was love and admiration for you that I felt" Carpaccio declares while bringing his forehead closer to (Name) without breaking eye contact

"And because of this love I felt also came the pain of seeing you cry or sad for something or someone who doesn't deserve your sadness, this made me realize why others fear love, because of the possibility of having a broken heart something I've never had" Carpaccio says, closing his eyes and then with his other hand holding (Name)'s hand gently, this act was making her blush even more along with the declaration of love "That's why I'm going to be honest with you.. ." Suddenly he moves away from (Name) without letting go of her hand and then he opens his eyes and looks at her

"Would you agree to go on a date with me?" He asks the question

(Name) was speechless... she didn't know how to react to this confession of love she received from her friend

That was a surprise in itself, one of the most beautiful boys at the academy declaring herself in a place forgotten by students and teachers at a bad time in her life.

"Carpaccio...." (Name) says "I'll be honest with you, I don't consider myself ready for a relationship at the moment" She says while still looking at Carpaccio for an answer

Carpaccio seems to shrink sadly but doesn't seem to admit it

"However, I want to be able to be prepared to have a relationship with you" She continues surprising Carpaccio "Even if you have always maintained a neutral expression or consider the people around you weak, I can still see a sweet side of you. For I know we can work this out, I don't know how but I feel like we can, but at the moment I'm not ready to have a relationship because it's already ended and it would be weird to start seeing someone after it ends" (Name) speak while Carpaccio has to agree with the last part "Not to mention we don't really know each other's preferences, and I don't want us to be in a relationship just for fun, I want it to be real!" She exclaim

"That's why I want to go on a date and get to know you better" (Name) finishes, surprising Carpaccio

".... So that's a yes to going out with me?" He asks, trying his best to hide his excitement.

"Yes!!" She exclaims with confidence

Carpaccio didn't seem to express it but his atmosphere showed that he was very happy that it could work, if he had a tail it would probably be swinging at a speed that exceeded the speed of light

(Name) couldn't help but laugh at the scene "Hey, so let's go on the date?" She asks as she stands up and faces Carpaccio, still sitting, then she extends her hand to him.

Carpaccio willingly takes her hand and gets up so they both leave the place ready to meet.

[wuxian-vs-wangji]

Would you mind summarizing Love Sand? I know that is a huge ask, but I don't know if I want to read and spoilers actually help me decide. But no pressure!

Sure!

I will put it under the cut, so people who don't want spoilers (or a long ask on the dash) won't have to see!

I shall hereby title this: Love Sand for People Who Don't Want to Read Love Sand, because I was pretty thorough!

Love Sand starts 2 weeks after Type (of TharnType) found out his childhood best friend Khom is gay. Being Type, he launched into an awful homophobic tirade and told Khom that he should go die.

Type was Khom's best friend and first crush. Even though Khom has some romantic/sexual experience from a couple of secret boyfriends, he is deeply in the closet, and grappling with shame and insecurity.

Mahasamut, a poor man who scrapes by leading dive tours and acting as a personal guide, hobbles over to see Khom one day. Mut explains that he broke his leg in a brawl (slipped on a bottle after winning the fight), but was hired as the private tour guide for a Canadian guy named Connor. Mahasamut needs someone to pretend to be him and take this tourist around, and Khom's English is as good as his (they're both very strong speakers). In return, Mahasamut will give Khom some of the money, and help facilitate anything behind the scenes (like if Connor wants a boat tour or something).

Khom agrees to help Mahasamut, feeling sorry for him (he doesn't learn until later that Connor was WAY overpaying Mahasamut, and Mut was only giving Khom a teeny cut). He goes to the pier and immediately notices a very tall white guy with very intense eyes. Khom is shy, and downright shocked to learn this man is Connor. What's more- he speaks fluent Thai.

Connor is immediately attracted to Khom, and over 3 days he flirts incessantly with the boy while touring the island. At some point amidst all this, Connor figures out Khom is not Mahasamut. You never know exactly when, but Khom is a shit liar. Also, Connor admits to working with Mahasamut to spend more time with Khom, the two becoming co-conspirators.

Khom gets drunk one night at a bar he brings Connor to. He is in and out of consciousness as Connor brings him back to the hotel and jacks him off (while a super drunk Khom is begging him to stop, believing he's beeing attacked by a ghost).

The next morning, Khom can't quite remember the night before, and Connor plays innocent. Khom isn't sure if he remembers a dream, or if he did something with Connor.

Khom keeps showing Connor around, and Connor's ovovertures become more and more overt. Connor pretends to drown on a dive so Khom will be forced to "kiss" him, and Khom is absolutely furious. Then, Connor distracts Khom while he is driving them around on a motorbike, leading to a crash that badly injurs Khom's leg.

Afterwards, Khom takes Connor to a beach (still playing tour guide as he recovers). While Connor swims alone, Khom is approached by Jun, a guy he grew up with who now looks down on Khom and other islanders since he moved to Bangkok. Jun picks a fight with Khom, implying things about his relationship with the foreigner he was hired to show around.

Jun is then humiliated by Connor, who returns and defends Khom. Connor takes Khom back to the truck they're using (I believe Mahasamut's pickup) and helps Khom vent his pent up frustrations by yelling obscenities he was too scared to say to Jun.

Connor kisses Khom as a reward, and Khom decides to give in to Connor's flirtatious. He isn't the type to sleep around, he knows if he gives in, then his heart will end up hurt sooner or later. Connor probably sees him as an easy lay, but Khom is developing sincere feelings for him.

By now he is so hot for Connor that he is willing to risk looking easy or taking on the pain of having to say goodbye to Connor when his vacation ends.

Connor only lays Khom down in the car (by dropping the seat back) and gives him a blow job, but won't let Khom reciprocate. He just takes Khom home.

Khom's confidence is shattered by Connor's obvious disinterest in letting Khom touch him sexually. He starts to think of himself as delusional and a slut- not a particularly good one since Connor wouldn't even let the boy touch him.

Connor never lets Khom ask about his personal life, not a single shred of information, and that further fuels Khom's doubts. He will not so much as say where he's from or how long his vacation is for. He also won't reveal how he knows Thai.

The next day, Khom takes Connor to a remote island in their chain, an untouched beach devoid of tourists, the kind of pure scenery Connor absolutely lives for.

However, Connor starts asking more pointed questions about Khom, his education, and his goals. He then asks Khom his age. When Khom says he's 19, Connor is relieved because he thought Khom was 16-17 (so, Connor the 30 year old comes across super skeevy, having already jacked off, blown, and repeatedly made out with Khom).

With the news that Khom is of legal age, all bets are off. A rainstorm sends Connor and Khom closer to the cliff edge for cover, and they finally have sex- the rough kind that Connor likes. He makes Khom beg, which turns Khom on more than he's ever known. It isn't just Khom humoring Connor- he's incredbly shy and naiive, but Khom loves the sensual violence sex with Connor brings. A natural masochist and submissive, Khom drives Connor wild.

Khom and Connor barely leave Connor's hotel room after that, having sex until Khom has passed out and managed to regain consciousness more than a couple times. At some point during this, Connor calls his best friend Tongrak and has the novelist arrange an apartment and university admission in Bangkok, where Connor lives and works.

While on a beach stroll, Connor drops the bomb on Khom that he will be returning home the next day, but he intends to bring Khom with him. He will give Khom his own apartment, already arranged a spot in a top university (thank you Tongrak), and will give him a generous living allowance- on the condition Khom has sex with him whenever he (Connor) wants.

Khom is absolutely crushed. He punches Connor and runs away, his heart shattered. Connor called him a "slut" in bed often, as dirty talk, but his offer flat out calls Khom- who has genuinely begun to love Connor- a whore for sale. What's worse- Connor said he could keep the money or give it to his family, in Khom's mind implying the hard working and happy family are poverty-striken enough to sell their own son.

Khom blocks Connor's number and refuses to leave the hidden beach he's at, until Mahasamut limps over and let's him know Connor is gone. Mahasamut also says Khom should have taken the deal, played the slut, and then seduced Connor to win his heart. But Khom doesn't have Mahasamut's charm or daring, and it makes him sick to think that Connor never looked at him the way Khom did Connor.

Not long after Connor leaves, Jun hunts Khom down for payback for Connor humiliating him. In front of a crowd that only watches, never helps, Jun attacks Khom. At first Khom can get some hits in, but then Jun loudly outs Khom as gay to the entire crowd, yelling that Khom must have been Connor's personal whore, and beats him more and more until Khom loses consciousness.

He wakes in Mahasamut's shack, where Mut brought him after finding him in the hospital. Khom is terrified word may have gotten to his parents, and flees the island to a small university he attends on the mainland (the place people catch boats to the island).

For 2 weeks, Khom refuses to leave his room. He's terrified of every knock on the door or every ring of his phone. It makes him sick to think about his parents finding out he's gay, and he can't forget the way the crowd only watched Jun beat him.

His spirit is also crushed by Connor's implication that he's just flesh for sale. Ane the way Connor's offer implied he is just a poor island boy whose family could use the money if he sold himself into sexual slavery.

Connor, meanwhile, is back at work and annoying the shit out of everyone. He's mean, cranky, and short-tempered. All he can think about is Khom, until he starts to understand how his offer sounded to the boy.

He becomes painfully aware that he needs to explain he wanted to support Khom's studies and have his own space, but Connor wanted to see their relationship develop. The way he phrased it- in the same light banter he always used- gave Khom the wrong idea, and he never meant to disrespect Khom's family in any way.

Connor finally decides to go back to the island and find Khom, but learns from Mahasamut that the boy is at university. Connor intends to track him down on campus, but stumbles across Khom in the hotel.

Khom is on a destructive spiral, and agreed to meet a man he met on a hook up app, to be the whore Connor accused him of being. But the man is way older than his picture, and starts to pull Khom away as Khom protests, nearly dragging him into his room before Connor appears and saves him.

But Connor is livid that Khom would throw himself at a random man like a cheap slut after refusing his own offer of buying Khom's body. Connor forces Khom into his own room and screams at the boy. When Khom tells him he accepts Connor's previous offer, Connor is enraged and roughly fucks Khom throughout the night, leaving bruises as he pleases with little regard for Khom's wellbeing.

He wants Khom to fight him, wants Khom to yell at him or call him a pervert, so he goes further than he knows he should, but Khom never objects. Khom has given in and agreed to Connor's original proposal of being his sex slave, so he doesn't believe he has any right to refuse his "owner".

In the morning, Khom grabs a few possessions and leaves his dorm, not knowing anything about where Connor is taking him. Remember- Khom doesn't know Connor lives in Thailand. He knows nothing at all about him beyond his name.

Connor wants to get on a plane to Bangkok, but Khom is terrified of flying. Not wanting to distress Khom any more than he already is, Connor agrees to take the 10 hour overnight bus to Bangkok.

It is around then that Connor starts to really see that something is wrong with Khom. He was too angry the night before to pay much attention, but now sees that Khom is brutally thin, his eyes are empty of any light, and there are still faded hints of the brutal beating from Jun. Khom also won't speak unless he is spoken to first.

Connor holds Khom the entire bus ride, believing Khom is asleep. He only provides gentle touches, wanting to soothe the bruises and pain he caused the night before. He's terrified of seeing the empty void in Khom's eyes again, and frets over what to do to help. For his part, Khom pretends to sleep, as he's afraid of the disgusted expression on Connor's face the entire night before.

They arrive in Bangkok in the early hours of the morning and Connor has to rush to work. He only has time to herd Khom into his condo and then run into the shower to clean up, leaving Khom alone and overwhelmed in a new place. Khom even expresses surprise that Connor lives in Bangkok, which reminds Connor that he never told Khom anything about himself.

During the work day, Connor feels more and more guilt. He knows he fucked up by not letting Khom know anything about his life, and is hurt by the fear and pain in Khom's eyes whenever he looks at Connor. He is also aware that Khom doesn't understand the intentions behind his original offer to buy him, and knows he has a lot of explaining to do- and a lot of apologizing.

When he gets home late at night, he finds Khom laying on the sofa in total darkness, right where Connor left him. Khom doesn't believe- as a whore Connor bought- he has any right to touch anything or go anywhere without permission, including to sleep on a bed or eat any food in the apartment. Connor told him he could sit on the sofa, so that's the only place Khom has a right to be.

Khom also hasn't eaten in about 2 days at this point, because he doesn't know he's allowed to touch the food in the kitchen without permission. Connor is on his knees in front of Khom, holding his shaking hands as he realizes just how badly he's broken Khom's spirit.

Connor tells Khom he has full reign of the apartment and anything in it, even Connor's own toothbrush if he wants, and takes Khom out for a late meal. Knowing Khom has a sweet tooth, he takes Khom to the grocery store and buys him snacks to keep in the fridge as his own little haul- both reinforcing that he is allowed to anything in the fridge, and giving him something of his own in case he still doesn't feel secure in touching the other food.

Khom is initially happier and happier, showing some semblance of the boy Connor fell in love with. But when giving him the keycard for the apartment, Connor hands Khom a wad of cash.

Khom only hears a ringing in his ears as he is reminded he isn't human, he is a sex toy. He doesn't hear Connor explaining that everything in Bangkok costs more money- traveling, food, museums, etc., and the money is so Khom can wander freely while Connor is at work, not stay cooped up waiting for him to get home.

Connor is disgusted and horrified when Khom only drags him to the bedroom, shakes as he undresses himself, then tells Connor to do whatever he wants. Khom refuses to listen to Connor's attempts at explaining.

Eventually, Connor is angry- mostly with himself- and forces Khom to finger himself. Remember, it has barely been 2 days since Connor brutally fucked Khom in the hotel, and Khom hasn't slept more than a few minutes at a time in days.

He's too exhausted, in too much physical and psychological pain to follow Connor's command, but he's forcing himself to comply and doesn't believe he's allowed to resist.

Connor's temper explodes and he gets on top of Khom and unceremoneously shoves more fingers in, forcing Khom through it while the boy sobs, and begs him to stop. Eventually, Connor leaves Khom in a mess of his own tears and cum, slamming the door to the room and going to his own, taking back what he told Khom that morning about sharing a room with him.

Connor is again wrecked by guilt for his actions. After he roughly fucked Khom before bringing him to Bangkok, what he did to him last night was genuinely painful and with a full disregard for Khom's mental wellbeing.

It wasn't the sensual pain Connor always granted Khom as a masochist, but a cruelness Khom did not deserve. Connor knows how broken Khom has become, and how his actions only ground the broken pieces to dust.

After that, Connor is very careful in choosing his words and actions around Khom. He throws himself into being the loving boyfriend, and tells Khom to never force himself to be with Connor. He sets new ground rules to give Khom more power and security in the house, and asks for permission before even touching Khom casually.

They no longer have sex, because Connor is trying to break Khom of the notion that he is anything less than Connor's boyfriend. Not a whore, and not property.

Connor also comes clean and tells Khom about his personal life. He has a beloved Thai stepmother who taught him how to speak, and a younger half-brother. Connor knows he accidentally trained Khom to never ask about his personal life, so he goes out of his way to tell him things, trying to heal Khom's confidence with his own actions.

Eventually, Khom asks for permission to get a part time kitchen job nearby, a chance to earn money while Connor works (the semester has started at university, so Khom's acceptance has to be pushed back a year until new students are allowed).

Connor readily agrees, reminding Khom that he doesn't have to ask permission. The only thing Connor worries about is Khom feeling overwhelmed.

He and Khom finally have sex again after nearly a month has passed, but Connor is still trying to reassure Khom and make him feel secure. He refuses to be rough in bed the way they used to be, since there are still hints of wariness and darkness in Khom's eyes. Instead, Connor is a generous and soft lover, no matter that Khom keeps saying he can be rough (make no mistake, Khom loves the sensual violence of very rough sex).

Khom works up the courage to go back to his old university and withdraw officially, he also wants to tell his parents he is in Bangkok now. He still believes they will throw him out for being gay, but feels secure enough in his relationship with Connor that he is willing to face them.

Connor wants to go with him, but Khom says he needs to do it alone. Khom packs a bag and leaves, promising to return in a few days.

Connor gets home to find his friend Tongrak visiting, hoping to meet Khom. Tongrak is a bitchy and snippy man, but as a romance writer loves the idea of the boy who tamed Connor.

Tongrak asks Connor to hold him, something Connor has long done for him. They have no romantic or sexual interest in each other, but Tongrak is desperately lonely and struggles with nightmares. Connor complains when Tongrak lays on Khom's pillow- Connor wanted to bury his face in Khom's scent while he slept alone.

Khom misses his bus because he forgot a gift he planned to give his mother. He comes home to surprise Connor, only to find Connor asleep in bed with an unknown man using Khom's pillow- visibly taking Khom's place in Connor's life mere hours after he left.

Khom shatters. He falls to the floor, prompting a sleeping Connor to call out "Rak"?

Tongrak's name means "Must love", the "love" part being Rak. It's a nickname all of Tongrak's friends use for him, but Khom doesn't know anything about Tongrak.

He thinks Connor has other men, and Khom is just one of the pets he keeps. He's right back to being the whore, with no right to be anything but Connor's sex toy, not a boyfriend, not a lover. Connor has never, ever called him "Rak" (Love). Never said that he loved Khom.

Khom leaves a note saying goodbye and the wad of bills Connor had given him that first night.

In the morning, Connor and Tongrak are both horrified to see the note and realize Khom must have come back and found them. Tongrak is especially upset, since he is the cause of the misunderstanding. He wants to call Khom on Connor's behalf and explain the whole thing, apologizing immediately, but Connor knows he has to do more.

Khom has a fear of flying, and the trip by bus and boat to Khom's village is around 13 hours. Connor takes the plane, and beats Khom to the island by many hours, stopping on the way to get Khom's name added to a tattoo on his back that Khom especially loved.

Connor is waiting for Khom when he gets off the ferry, and in front of a large crowd confesses his love. Khom accuses him of sleeping with another man and only thinking of him as a hooker. He begs Connor to leave him alone, admitting that if Connor keeps hurting him, he could end up taking his own life one day.

Connor tells Khom about Tongrak, and about how much he (Connor) loves him (Khom). He shows Khom the new tattoo on his back, proving this isn't casual to him, and hasn't been for a long time. It took Khom leaving for Connor to realize just how deeply he loved Khom, and how he couldn't live without him.

Finally, Khom is able to accept Connor... for now. Even if everything Connor has said is a lie, it eases the horrible pain Khom has carried ever since Connor first proposed buying him on the beach.

Mahasamut, dickhead that he is, leads the slow clap. Connor takes Khom somewhere more private and explains every single thing, clearing every misunderstanding and begging forgiveness for everything he has done to hurt Khom. Absolutely nothing is held back, and Khom finally trusts his words.

Connor joins Khom in going to see his parents. They don't care that Khom is gay, but they were only terrified to learn about Jun's attack. They found out about everything just after Khom left the island, when Mahasamut dragged a bloody and barely coherent Jun to the door and made him bow repeatedly and beg their forgiveness for being a shithead to their son (Mahasamut apparently beat him nearly unconscious).

Mut also told them Khom was alright, and had returned to university.

Khom fully moves to Bangkok with Connor, but must return to visit his parents for a weekend every month (Khom finally agrees to fly since it's faster). He and Connor become a genuine couple, and go back to enjoying their kinky and rough sex life, now that trust has been repaired.

At some point, Type reaches out to Khom to apologize for being homophobic and hostile towards him. Type is now in a same-sex relationship, and feels guilty for how he treated his lifelong friend. Khom forgives him, and they become text buddies (which jealous Connor isn't thrilled with, but he isn't trying to control Khom against his will... and at least Type is a bottom too, so Connor isn't threatened).

Tongrak introduces himself to Khom formally, and apologizes profusely for the misunderstanding. As bitchy and sassy as Tongrak is with everyone else, he's gentler towards the innocent and shy Khom.

Khom and Connor privately joke about sending Tongrak to the island to find someone to cure him of his loneliness, and even Tongrak says he should give that a try sometime.

And as you learn in Love Sea, Connor and Khom eventually get married. Tongrak is indeed forced to travel to the island, and the cranky brat falls for Mahasamut and brings him to Bangkok as his personal whore, taking a page from Connor's playbook.

Mahasamut's "Operation: Domesticate a Bitch With Love" is a go.

[landinrris]

🚨Drabble snippet alert🚨 In which I'm leaning into the angst and writing out the version of events in which she-who-shall-not-be-named is a pr coverup for Carlos' contract negotiations after he gets together with Lando. This scene occurs somewhere near the beginning-ish and implies Isa's never-ending tiktok subposting is on purpose.

“It’s going to suck,” Carlos murmurs, fingering a piece of Lando’s hair out of his eyes. Lando doesn’t move, Carlos watching his unblinking eyes staring into the distance from his spot nestled into Carlos’ side. Realistically, he wants this about as much as Lando, which is to say not at all, but what option does he really have right now? His position is more precarious than it’s ever been.

Lando sighs and finally blinks. “You could leave off the smear campaign, you know.”

“Caco said it would be more believable to have Isa made at me for what it looks like.”

“Fuck what Caco thinks. He’s happily married, he doesn’t get a say in this”

“It was seven years, Lando. The least I can do is let her vent her anger in a roundabout way.”

Lando shuffles around so he’s at eye level with Carlos. The look that greets him is somewhere between annoyed and sympathetic. “Seven years is pretty generous after you stopped sleeping with her last summer. Surely she’s not that thick to really think there was anything left.”

“That’s unkind,” Carlos can’t help but say. It’s not like he disagrees, but he feels like he still owes her something even if it’s the bare minimum.

Lando rolls his eyes and drops his head to Carlos’ bicep still extended behind Lando. “Maybe things would have been easier if you’d not stuck your dick in me.”

The snort Carlos lets out is more unexpected than he’d thought. Lando always has such a way with words, his filter practically nonexistent while in the presence of those he trusts. Carlos curls his fingers closer to Lando’s hair and lightly tugs on a longer strand.

“Ay, I don’t regret it. This is shit right now, and I wish I didn’t have to do this, but I have to. I know you know I do.” He feels Lando’s lips purse against his skin in a kiss and his heart breaks.

“God, I wish you drove for any other fucking team.”

Carlos grimaces. Now is one of those times he agrees. But it’s not what his career needs. “Even Haas?”

“Even Haas. I’d rather listen to you moan every weekend about coming in last than know this is what your team’s doing to you.”

He doesn’t expect to look down and see Lando looking up at him, eyes wide and a little bit glassy.

“I’m sorry. It’s not forever. Just until I can get everything in order. Don’t run away from me yet, okay?”

Lando snakes a hand up to settle against the edge of Carlos’ jaw, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into his day-old stubble. He smiles, and while it’s not a sentence proclaiming Carlos has nothing to worry about, he knows anyway— knows it intrinsically in his soul that Lando will still be here when this blows over in a few months.

As long as they can both survive for that long.

[dragondevinity]

Genshin impact Sagau~!

Part 1 & 2!

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Dying by a car in an arcade was not exactly expected… like how?!?! Anyways…

As you sit in a pitch black void after your death, you heard a voice… “oh dear child… I’m sorry I wasn’t able to stop your death… I’ll send you to a world where you can live a life you have dreamt of… and as a gift you will gain the ability to become the strongest and do anything you wish child…” the mysterious voice said, ‘thank you’ you thought unable to do anything but hear, “child I have only one thing to warn you about… you will face those that will shock you… oh wait also immortality, bye my child!” The voice said, everything turned bright white…

You awoke in a beautiful forest next to a stream, you got up and walked to the stream to see your reflection, there you saw yourself looking 15 again but Genshin style, wearing a beautiful comfortable corset with a blue dress that stops where your thigh-highs end, ‘wow! My outfit looks similar to Venti’s almost! I love it!’ You thought while admiring yourself, once you were done you started looking around attempting to figure out where exactly you are, then you paused while seeing a bright light coming from the opposite way the sun just set, you walked over seeing bunnies run away from said area, ‘no fucking way! Is that Venti!?!?’, “eeee!” You squeal causing him to look your way, as he lands his eyes oh you he stalls, ‘oh shit he spotted me!’ You thought, you started blushing while embarrassed not noticing him walking up to you, he took your hand and kissed it causing you to short circuit for a second, “it’s lovely to meet you, but if I may ask why are you out here alone miss?” He asked tenderly, “a-ah well you see.. I just woke up somewhere near here a while ago… I’m lost and don’t know where I am” you say looking up to meet his tender gaze, which in turn makes you blush more, “would you care to accompany me miss..?” He asks, “s-sure! Also I’m y/n! What’s your name sir?” You asked kindly, Venti smiles which causes you to blush again, “I’m Venti… or you can call me love~, shall we get going..?” He asked just as tender, “s-sure Venti” you say shyly, he readjusted his hand so the two of you were holding hands softly, “let’s get going then!” He states happily while walking to Mondstadt with you in tow following like a small puppy.

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You watched Venti sing and play his lyre next to the apple stand, little kids watching in awe of him, ‘oh my god i just remembered what’s going to be happening… well fuck…’ you thought, “that’ll be 5 silvers for the bard~” you heard Venti say, you rummaged through your pocket and suddenly felt a pouch of coins, ‘oh thank goodness… oh wait he’s started another song so he’ll get his apple soon… might as well buy one for myself and some for later incase…’ you thought agreeing with yourself, by this time Venti was done and the man was about to start his next sentence before Venti called you over, “hello sir!” You say shyly to greet the man, “hello miss” he replied kindly before starting to talk with Venti again, you looked at the apples and picked a few before taking out the pouch of coins and asking him something, “how much for these 7 apples sir?” You asked still shyly, “70 coins” he said still being kind, “okay! Here you go!” You said giving him the 70 coins, you waited while they talked, just zoning out, suddenly you came back to reality when Venti took your hand and started leading you away.

Soon you found yourself in the crowd at the castle area where the nobles are, Venti still held your hand softly, he looked at you softly before he ran out of the crowd with you in tow, you got to see the woman throw the Harpstrum, ‘shit I zoned out again!’ You thought, you saw the brat of a prince walk near the Harpstrum, before he could reach it Venti let go of your hand briefly to pick up the Harpstrum so that the brat couldn’t, you zoned out again before Venti took your hand and he started running away with you and the Harpstrum… then on the run Venti face planted into Vanessa, and he let go of you, you and him both hid behind Vanessa, you zoned out again, ‘it’s soon that Mondstadt will be free once more, as well as Vanessa and her clan! I need to thank Venti when he does that!’ You thought smiling softly, Venti took your hand again, before the two of you made an escape…

-

That’s the first 2 parts without any authors notes~!

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 14: DREAM CATCHER - Episode 16: "Challenges"

Tenma: “If we’re meeting a wizard, he might know something about the legendary phantom Oasis.”

Yuki: “You still haven’t given up on that? I’ve got no choice. As your wife, I’m worried about you. I guess I’ll tag along.”

Misumi: “If you’re going on a journey, I shall come with you. Rather, take me with you.”

[Misumi jumps]

Tenma: “Don’t put yourself in my bag with no notice.”

Izumi: Tenma-kun, could you put a bit more emphasis on that last part?

Tenma: …

Izumi: Tenma-kun?

Tenma: Ah, yeah, sorry.

Izumi: Okay, let’s stop here for today.

Tenma: Yeah… Good work.

Yuki: What’s with him… Is he still jet-lagged?

Muku: I haven’t seen Tenma-kun act like this in a long time.

Kumon: Did something happen?

Kazunari: He was so excited when we got the script~

Misumi: … You know, I saw Tenma talking on the phone last night, and he was acting kind of weird.

Yuki: Geez… We’ve come this far, and he still keeps things to himself.

Kazunari: Hm~ At times like this–

Kumon: What, what?

-

Kazunari: TenTen, come over here!

Tenma: It’s time for practice, isn’t it? We gotta get ready–

Muku: We have today off.

Tenma: Huh?

Yuki: Hurry up.

Kumon: The car’s already here!

Tenma: What car…?

-

Misumi: Over here~! I’ll be driving today~!

Tenma: But where are we going!?

Yuki: Just hurry and get inside!

[Yuki pulls Tenma]

Tenma: –gh

-

Tenma: The sea…?

Kazunari: Correct!

Misumi: Since we’re taking a break today, let’s play with all we’ve got~!

Tenma: … I’m not in the mood for that right now.

Yuki: *sigh*~ … Geez.

[Yuki shoves Tenma]

Tenma: Gwah!?

[Splash!]

Tenma: Bwah, don’t push me so suddenly!

Yuki: If something’s troubling you, you should just come out with it. You’re so irritating.

Yuki: We can practice all we want, we won’t produce any results with you acting like this, Tenma. You really think we can reach the New Fleur Award like this?

Tenma: — —

Kazunari: Yukki, that’s a bit much~

Kumon: Tenma-san, we’re all worried.

Misumi: Cheer up, Tenma~

Muku: It’s true that we have to do our best for the company, as the Summer Troupe…

Muku: But there’s something else bothering you, isn’t there?

Kazunari: … We’re friends before we’re the Summer Troupe, aren’t we?

Kazunari: As your friends, we’ll give you the best advice we can, so vent with no worries~!

Tenma: …

Tenma: … Truth is, I got an offer to star in a movie from the director we met in the US.

Tenma: I’ve gone overseas for filming during performances before, but I’ve got more appearances this time, and the filming period is longer than usual.

Tenma: I’ll need to devote even more time to the movie.

Tenma: But this is an important time when we all need to put the New Fleur Award first…

Tenma: I know I should refuse, but when I think about how this could bring me closer to my dream of winning the Best Actor Award, I can’t help but want to accept it.

Tenma: I’ve failed as the Summer Troupe’s leader. I’m sorry.

Yuki: Apologizing sincerely isn’t like the great Tenma at all. Well, I guess that means you’ve grown.

Misumi: Tenma, you don’t have to apologize. We’re friends, aren’t we?

Misumi: Anyone would want to support their friend’s dream, right?

Kazunari: Right. You don’t have to give up. You can simply do both.

Kazunari: Isn’t that how we do things?

Kumon: Everyone in the company will agree for sure that taking on challenges is what leads to growth!

Tenma: You guys…

Muku: If Tenma-kun does it, how about we all do it? Let’s take on a “challenge”.

Yuki: Eh?

Muku: Actually… There’s something I’ve also been thinking about.

Muku: After seeing so many different actors in the US, I started wanting to act on a bigger stage myself.

Muku: I thought that I wouldn’t be fit for such important roles, and that I’ve still got a long way to go, but…

Muku: I believe that everyone is given the chance and the freedom to take on a challenge.

Muku: I’m scared, and I don’t have much confidence, but I’ve got to start from somewhere.

Muku: Tenma-kun, I think you should also do this “now”, instead of “someday”.

Kumon: … Then, I will too!

Kumon: I was inspired by what we saw in the US, obviously…

Kumon: But after I saw Sumi-san’s performance, I wanted to also improve my skills and get to perform on various stages!

Misumi: If it’s Kumon, I’m sure he can do it!

Kumon: Hehe. Thanks! I want to “challenge” more things, so that I can grow as an actor!

Yuki: … Since the conversation took this turn, my part-time job also offered me a job opportunity.

Yuki: I’ll take on the “challenge” of working with a designer active on a world-scale.

Yuki: I think it's what's best for me right now.  I’ll also be able to put the experience I gain to use for the company, too.

Kazunari: Then, I’ll take on a “challenge” too. I’ll go to Europe, study design all over again, and get inspo’d.

Misumi: I’ll do a “challenge” too! I’ll go to Syu, who made plays together with Grandpa!

Misumi: And I’ll get better and better at acting!

Yuki: This time, we won’t simply wait for you to get back. We’ll also take on our own “challenges”.

Yuki: This way, you won’t be distracted and thinking about unrelated things.

Tenma: … H-Hmph. I guess that means you guys have grown.

Yuki: Hah?

Tenma: I’m repeating the line you said before.

Kazunari: Ibukichi said so too, but you only live once, so you shouldn’t waste a second of it!

Kumon: Yeah, yeah! Let’s do everything we wanna do!

Muku: Right. I’m sure these “challenges” will be useful for the Summer Troupe, and also our company.

Misumi: So, Tenma, let’s all chase our dreams together?

Tenma: … Thanks, guys.

Yuki: Though, we’re not doing it just for you.

Tenma: You keep saying unnecessary things!

[Splash]

Yuki: —Don’t splash me!

Muku: Ahaha!

Misumi: I’ll do it too~!

[Splash]

Kumon: Woah! Here goooes!

[Splash]

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[scaryscarecrows]

James slams into a locked door, rattles the knob in desperation, and twists to face the oncoming hoard.

God, please...

"Hang on, I'll get it open!"

There's a click and the squeal of the hinges and the door swings backwards. He stumbles as a hand pulls him through.

SLAM!

His rescuer is a woman, five feet tall at best, wearing a nurse's uniform. He feels himself relax, a little. It's only his first day, his first three hours, he hasn't met everyone yet. It's not weird that this is a stranger.

"Gotcha," she says, locking the door back up. "This way, there's a shortcut to the offices."

The screams of the...patients...start to fade away as they go. She's quick, no hesitation, even when the flickering lights finally die, and he's a little pressed to keep up with her.

"Thanks," he gasps out. "I don't know what would have happened if--"

"They'd have torn you limb from limb," she says bluntly. "I've seen it happen. In here, we'll take a breather; you sound about to die."

He has no idea what this room is. The dark, twisted shapes of furniture are unfamiliar to him, and there's no windows. But it doesn't matter, because the door locks, and he sinks to the floor with his legs shaking. The nurse sits on a table or a desk, legs crossed at the ankles, white uniform the only thing even semi-visible in the gloom.

"You're new," she says carefully. "Aren't you?"

He nods.

"James McCready. My first shift started like, three hours ago."

She laughs suddenly.

"Oh, God, I'm so sorry. Welcome to Arkham! I'm Katrina."

"Nice to meet you, ma'am." He sucks in a fresh gasp for air and feels the shaking start to subside. "You, uh, been here long?"

"Few years. I was hired on...let's see..." She counts under her breath. "When Dr. Crane was the director. So yes, a few years."

Crane, Crane...he kinda remembers the name, but not really. It doesn't matter anyway, he's not the director now.

James plunks his head against the wall. God, that was close. It had been fine, at first, and then something had happened. They'd gotten out, gotten him down for a minute, tearing at his clothes and his skin, before he'd kicked free. Not before they got his weapons, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, he got away.

"We should get moving," Katrina says suddenly. "They're not the only ones you have to be careful of, and it's better to be in the offices. They have stronger locks."

"Okay."

He sticks closer than maybe is polite, because she's not tripping on furniture and he stubs his toe twice anyway. But they make their way out a back door, which she locks as well, and into a narrow hallway.

It's dusty here, like nobody ever uses this part of the building anymore. Bugs scurry along the baseboards and the occasional flash of lightning shows boarded-up doors and closed vents. It's quiet, too, without even distant shrieks.

But maybe that's a good thing. No shrieks=no inmates, right?

He thinks they'll come out into the main asylum, but instead she stops at a door labelled Crane, knocks once, and opens it.

"Here we are, Doctor. Our new patient."

The man inside is tall and thin. He's lit a couple of candles, and the leaping shadows make him look ghoulish. But he smiles and says, "I thought you'd be dragging him by the ankle."

"Not this time. Get in, you."

Before he can run, she grabs his arm and pulls, half-unbalancing him. The tall man is there in a flash, shockingly strong hands grasping at his wrists and yanking him the rest of the way into the room. Katrina kicks the door shut.

"I wouldn't try to get away," the man warns. "You're locked into this wing, and you don't know where you're going anyway."

"Please..."

"Shh." He's shoved onto a dusty couch. "Sit down, I insist. It's time for therapy."

"It's his first shift, love, be nice."

"Please, I won't tell anyone--"

"They already know," the man says dismissively. "Batman, last I heard, was tearing through the place. But unfortunately, he's outside and you are not. So." He picks up a syringe from the desk. "What shall we talk about?"