#sorry ikey

[hweism]

happy (almost late) halloween 👻 ac: you_have_today

[shuchu]

stressed w enrollment but hrngngngn……….. surprising luxiem w a bunny suit…………… ive been thinking abt buying one to show off to my bf but OUGHRHGJRNGNH…………… shu teasingly calling u “usagi-chan” once he gets over his initial shock 🤤

i'm sorry to hear that you've been stressed, i hope enrolment went well anon!! & sorry for the suuuper late response to your thirst ;w;

gosh, how fitting is this now that it's the new year and it's the year of the rabbit

imagine getting a bunny suit to surprise the luxiem boys on new years' eve (〃 ω 〃) thank you for the idea ♡

i'm really fucking rusty so please bare with me ;w;

the thought of shu calling me usagi-chan got me screaming without the s

nsfw/suggestive, minors dni

ᐢ..ᐢ❀ VOX AKUMA

his eyes widen and his gaze rakes up and down you admiring how snug that bunny suit fits on you, showcasing all your curves

he gulps visibly, knowing that it's not gonna be long before his erection becomes painfully obvious

you giggle at his reaction and ask shyly, "you like it babe?"

"like it? good god, i love it." he says with a groan while walking towards you

"how can someone look so hot yet be so fucking cute? i don't know how you do it every time my love."

he gives you a peck on the lips before saying, "do a little spin for me."

you do as you're told and when you turn back around you see him scanning your body slowly from your head, down to your feet and back up

he strides towards you and leans down to capture your lips in a heated kiss

he then picks you up bridal style and starts walking to the bedroom, his erection straining painfully against its confinements

you know damn well that he's going to fuck you dumb in that bunny suit

ᐢ..ᐢ❀ MYSTA RIAS

you walk into his stream room to surprise him with the bunny suit

"babe, i just got this new outfit, how do i look?"

he turns to look at you and he does a double take, his eyes expanding to the size of saucers and his jaw drops

"holy shit y/n...y-you look amazing!" he says while shifting a little in his seat

you giggle, knowing that your boyfriend is getting a little excited

you walk a little closer to him to give him a peck on the lips

his hand moves to your sides, slowly moving them up and down, while he takes in the sight before him

a few minutes pass and he stands up abruptly and says, "we need to go to the bedroom, now."

"w-wait...why?"

"i can't take it anymore, i need you. work can wait."

ᐢ..ᐢ❀ LUCA KANESHIRO

"lucaaaa~" you call out to him in a sing song voice while walking into the living room where luca was chilling, watching some youtube videos

"hmm? what is it honey?" he asks before turning to look at you and his jaw drops. he's stunned and a slight pink tints his cheeks as he scans your figure

"do you like it?"

"do i like it? y-yeah i do...i really do..." he says before licking his lips slightly

his eyes are focused on the way the suit hugs your hips, accentuating it

you giggle when you realise where he's looking at and you say teasingly, "babe, my eyes are up here."

his eyes slowly move up to meet yours and you see the want and need in his eyes

he beckons you to sit on his lap and you do, he then kisses you, his arms holding you close to him

after a few minutes you had to lean back to catch your breath and luca whines a little chasing your lips

he slots his lips against yours again and mumbles, "you look so pretty, so so pretty."

"i can't help it...i want you y/n." he says in between kisses

he swiftly moves to lay you down on the couch, detaching himself from your lips to your neck

you know where this goes after that (￢‿￢ )

ᐢ..ᐢ❀ IKE EVELAND

"ikey can you come in here and help me pull the zipper up? i can't reach."

"sure! are you trying on a new ou-" he stops in his tracks and his eyes widen

you chuckle slightly and he shakes his head a little to come back to his senses before walking to you to help pull the zipper up

both your gazes meet in the reflection of the mirror and he gushes, "you look stunning my love. but what is this for?"

"well it's going to be the year of the rabbit so i just thought that maybe getting a bunny outfit would be cute."

ike hums and his eyes scan your body before wrapping his arms around you, giving you a kiss on the cheek

"my little bunny."

the mental image of you in that bunny suit will be stuck in ike's mind for a while and he blushes a little everytime he thinks about it

ᐢ..ᐢ❀ SHU YAMINO

"shu~ i need your opinion on the outfit that i'm wearing."

"sure, let me see it." he says, turning to face the door

when you walk in with the bunny suit on, his eyes widen and his cheeks turn a little red

"w-whoa..."

you do a little spin for him and you ask, "so? what do you think of it?"

shu visibly gulps and stutters, "um...i- i think you look great!"

"really?" you giggle a little, "i thought it'll be nice to get since it's going to be the year of the rabbit y'know?"

shu smiles, "i like it babe."

"my little usagi-chan." he says with a slight smirk, teasing you

now your cheeks start heating up and you can't maintain eye contact with him

shu chuckles and stands up from his chair to embrace you, "you're adorable."

[key-kid-edits]

Where have the mods been?

Hey guys!

It's great to see you all popping in the inbox to express your excitement for our return. Before I post some more, though, there's something you guys need to know:

With some exceptions (see: mods Lyrikey, Tomkey, and Kykey), there's only been one (1) person running this blog since 2021. Surprise?

My name is Ikey, and I'm the one and only key kid.

Sprikey and Mikey were my ocs back in high school, who I used as fictional mods to run the sprite blog I made. So, any post you see on the blog tagged with 💖 or 💀? That was me!

Sorry for any deception or confusion that comes from this, but I hope you guys will stick around for any future edits I make. It's been a wild four years (FOUR YEARS???) and I am excited to talk with all of you again. Nice to finally meet you all for the first time! - Mod Ikey 🗝️

[randomnameless]

Sorry I need to send this about the "children of the goddess should not be allowed to rule" thing. Cause like, why shouldn't they. We, as humans generally appreciate the guidance of someone older and wiser. Wouldn't a nabatean's lifespan and experience make them the most "fit" to rule? Like, yeah, I trust someone with a millenia life experience to lead more than I trust someone with under 3 decades. And maybe it can be argued that Rhea didn't do a good enough job, but that doesn't actually disqualify the rest of them? Like, either they're truly godlike and should lead due to their inherent experience and wisdom, or they're just like any other person, in which case why shouldn't they get the CHANCE to lead. Like, is the situation that they live in fodlan, but have no rights to play a role in the future that they'll have to live in? They're not allowed to be in a position of leadership due to their race? Cause that's like. Pretty bad. But this is a question the game cannot answer because it might make homegirl look slightly morally questionable.

Go ahead anon, rant!

I think this issue could have also been raised in FE10 - but that game and "racism" is like... you believe you're eating a chocolate flavored peanut, and only realise you're actually eating a peanut flavored chocolate.

For all of the focus, in both games of the duology, Daien got as the laguz hating country, there's no line/zilch about them being happy - or not - with having a heron branded queen? Miccy will age slower than regular beorcs, will Daein peeps be okay with that? We don't know, but we sure know that legends will remember Ikey-poo fondly, just, don't give a fuck about the world or the other characters from the verse please.

As for Nabateans not being allow to do either X or Y based on their race... well, it was basically raised early in the fandom days by some people, myself included, but I guess being able to drink tea with Freezer overwrote that issue.

We could argue using headcanons all day long, for 5 years lol about what Rhea did or didn't - since the game loves to tell and show different things, but the fact that Nopes had to add Yuri and Dimitri discussing about common sense, like feeding people first before giving them education, I'm pretty sure the devs never believed people would seriously wonder what would Clout/Supreme Leader/Dimi's policies about "making a better world" would entail : both Yuri and Ferdie's supports are just here to, in a typical Fodlan fashion, sprinkle peanuts on your ice cream to make you believe you're really eating a snickers.

"We're a very serious game about having three political powers discussing about the future of the world and what should be done to reach this ideal !"

"And no one thought about food? People needing food to survive? Before doing anything else like getting a proper education or wishing to have a say in the politics of their respective states?"

"... Well, we also tackle very serious themes like isolationism and its effect of society and prejudices!"

"By depicting the foreign neighbours as MENA inspired people being bloodthirsty and deadset on pillaging or rampaging in cities? They attack for fun and let their orphans die as canon fodder? And the main lead who wants to talk about opening the borders and isolationsim never mentions this? At all? Especially since he's a prince of this MENA inspired country?"

"... but we hammer in 3 routes how this lady is evil incarnate, and in the 4 others, we say she sus!"

"Your point being? One person hearsaid to be wrong doesn't suddenly make the rest of your cast likeable, especially if their writing has glaring holes like the ones I pointed!"

"... we can sell super rad umbrellas?"

And you know what, it's a damn shame the devs didn't believe in their "homegirl" as you said it, because Freezer is somehow super popular, and that was even before the DBS retcons!

[brisquad-unit-4402]

Congrants on the 100 followers 4402!!! You deserve much more for your amazing writing<3

For the event, can i request 28. princess carry with ikey? If im not wrong, he already said he likes being carried like a princess!!

So maybe after a day out w him he starts complaining about how his feet hurt from wearing heels for such a long time and reader just starts carrying him like the princess he is

thank you for the compliment, i appreciate it!

kyaaaa… does anyone else’s heart lurch and jump and do a sick dance move when they think about being swept off their feet and carried like a princess or is it just me… i’m doing research, like, totally…!

tags: established relationship, fluff, gender neutral reader

#100 followers for 4402 - 28. princess carry

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“Isn’t it beautiful?” You hold Ike’s hand within your own as the ocean waves lap along the shore. It’s a peaceful beach, with sloping sands and sprouted grass right where you stand, dividing the sand and the stable dirt under your feet. “I discovered it a while ago. It’s hard to find, so people don’t usually visit here, even though it’s so calm. It’s for just the two of us.”

“It is. I love it,” Ike says. He looks contented, but his eyes drift to his shoes. “It’s just that, when you said we were going to the beach, I thought you meant the side with the boardwalk.”

“Oh. Right.” You forgot. Ike usually wears boots with a high heel. Stilettos and sand are sworn enemies.

“Um, don’t worry! I’ll figure something out.”

“But how? You’ll sink.”

“Yeah… You have a point, I guess.” He sours. “My feet kind of hurt from all the walking, too.”

“They do?”

“It’s fine. I’ll manage.”

“But I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“It’s not the first time, and definitely won’t be the last. I’m used to it. It’s not that bad after so long, but still, the sand is going to be a problem – aah!”

Ike’s thought gets cut off as you squat, swing your arm under his legs, and gather him all up in a bundle. In his surprise, he grabbed the first thing his hands landed on – your shoulder – and your hands support him as you hold him gingerly.

He sputters, so small in your arms. “R-Reader! What are you – did you seriously just –“

“You said it yourself, the sand’s a problem, right?”

You readjust. Ike clings to your neck as he bounces once in your grasp, and shoves his head along your shoulder and out of sight. “How can you even carry me?”

You step forward to where the beach starts with a playful grin. “I’m much stronger than I look.”

Your shoes meet the doughy sand at a lower level than the grass. A short breath frosts down the scruff of your neck while you jump down and Ike buries himself closer to you. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see his ears glow red between the gold earrings.

“Look at me, princess?”

Ike shoots up at the pet name, and sure enough, the rest of his face glows in the same blush all the way down to his neck. He doesn’t even want to fight how that name runs straight through his veins and into his heart. He’s too set in your arms to resist.

He melts like a sigh as you hold him higher. Ike tastes like ocean against your lips.

The sticky, salty air glues his mouth to yours for a blink longer than intended. “Let me treat you like royalty,” you murmur.

Ike nods, transfixed.

For Ike, you are eternal. Your face is every reflection off the bubbling sea and every sparkle shed by the sun. To be held like this is enough. The kiss is enough. You are enough. The minutes pass but the world is stuck in a selfish pause, and he replays all your love on loop.

For you, he is loyal and love, and you know he is too precious to last another moment like this. The second goes by. You let it go.

So you hoot and holler, the quiet broken, and he squeaks in response as you run along the shore. “Incoming, please make way for Your Royal Highness, the lovely Princess Ike!”

Your princess cracks into songbird chirps and a red-faced smile. “What are you doing, there’s no one around!”

“Sorry, can’t hear you, too busy spreading the good word of my beloved princess.” You stop to stare at the ocean. The seafoam rises and falls flat against itself, and rustles out the music of the waves as the whitewater dies out on the wet sand. “YO, OCEAN, YOU’RE NOTHING COMPARED TO MY IKEY!”

You spin around, and his earrings swing with the motion. Ike squeals. The sea breeze picks up a spray of water that flicks against your faces, but his laughter is high-pitched and uncontrollable, and persists even when the saltwater gets in his mouth.

Bubbly like the ocean backdrop, but he’s far more breathtaking than the beach could ever be. Especially at this angle, where his eyes can barely stay open because he’s smiling so wide, and the tousled ends of his hair matches the bottle-blue waves behind him, and he is so close that his giggles breathe life back at you. Your hands are flush along his back where they belong. The sandy grasp treasures the tide.

[tartigglez]

Yo!!

May I ask for "❤️" fluff promt for ike?

Thanks!

"ten-twenty"

・❥・i doth bestoweth upon thee a gift (sorry)

・❥・ike eveland x gn!reader

・❥・0.6k

・❥・lil domestic chillin, reader is staying over at ike's, he's a little nerd but what's new, mention of reader drinking coffee at the end if that's important, not really any content warnings, just hugs and kisses and l-bombs, enjoy! (ps. i colour matched the banner to his eyes but it still doesn't look like it matches his theme send help)

ike x ❤️

you were absolutely enamoured with him. just the way his features looked in the light, black rimmed glasses sitting on the tip of his nose as he rested his pen on his lower lip. the shades on the window split the light from the sun up into rectangular specks that glowed over his face, shirt and across the floor of his bedroom. 

you were sat in his bed, watching him think, keen eyes watching his hand move to sweep a piece of grey hair out of his eye as he wrote down in his notebook. drafting a poem, you thought. 

“whatcha doin’, ikey?” you tilted your head to the side a little, having just woken up to see him sitting at the desk across the room.

“oh, good morning sweetie. i was just writing a couple of stanzas before breakfast” 

“stanzas before breakfast?” you mocked him jokingly. He was so geeky, it was actually quite cute, seeing how his mind worked.

“oh hush” he giggled as he spoke. light, bubbly, full of admiration. he adored you. 

“fine, my lips are sealed!” you smiled at him, not that he would’ve seen it, since his head was buried in his notebook. 

he just laughed, writing another line. little did you know, this poem would be part of a very elaborate gift for your birthday. it was about how he saw you, how he perceived your being, your very soul. it was just… you.

moments passed, you just watching him work, content under the duvet of his bed. the comforter smelled like his cologne, a light scent, but still noticeable. it was a tad musky, but had berry undertones. it was delightful. he was delightful. 

if you had to describe the way you felt about him, other than being absolutely in love with him, the word you would choose is fond. and not in a mean way, not in a manner of you trying to push him away, simply in a manner that you could never be fonder of anyone than you are of ike. he was as sweet as honey, as calming as the ocean, and as loving as the feeling of- 

“will you stop looking at me like that!” he chuckled. he hadn’t even lifted his head, but he could feel your eyes on him, your mind getting lost thinking about him. you wouldn't know to look at him, but his heart was beating a million miles a minute, he was so in love with you.

“huh- like what~” you snapped out of your trance, realising he was talking to you. 

“like… like… i don’t know” he blushed, catching your eyes in his emerald ones, moving his hand to cover his face out of shyness. 

“like what ike,” you got out of the bed, moving to the back of his chair, holding his shoulders as you lowered your head into the gap of his neck, placing your chin on one of his shoulders before moving your arms to hug around his front. “like i’m absolutely in love with you?”

“yes! it’s distracting!” he laughed, closing his notebook and grabbing one of your hands in his and moving it to his lips, placing a few kisses over your knuckles. “I do love you though”

“love you too ike, but right now i think i might love a coffee more”

“hey!”

“kidding~”

© tartigglez, 2023. do not copy, translate or repost

[inmaki2]

SORRY I FORGOT TO TURN ON NOTIFS.. IM GOOD!🫶 my minds been full of sub ike tbh,, but wbu? Im not uncomfy w any nicknames btw so dw dw!! But ure very cute for making sure omg,,

-🎀

IM GLAD UR GOOOD I AM AS WELL !! sub ikey… that man could switch up so fast from being a full on top to whimpering pathetically istg he’d be such a good sub 😭 he’d do whatever you ask and has NO problem begging for you.. wanna ride him? ok he’s waiting! want him to eat you out a couple rounds first? he is SEATED. agh he’d be so cute with some fogged up glasses n’ messy bangs rahhhrjdhd ike mf eveland

[caffichai]

Our centaur monk of many talents!

Centaurs are incredibly hard to draw so I just haven't drawn as much of him, sorry Ikey boy

[cariicature-of-intimacy]

//Sorry I went radio silent guys, 3rd yr of uni is kicking my ass, in the meantime have some:

Lyle Siblings Playing Laser Tag

If you were to ask them none of them would be able to tell you exactly how all of them got into one room with the agreement not to kill eachother. Not a single Lyle sibling could recall how they'd come to the arrangement and had even put enough trust in one another to let eachother walk out of this alive, perhaps it was a matter of pride, of skill, or perhaps even a bribe. Who was to say? The important thing was that the Lyle siblings were playing laser tag.

No stakes, painfully safe laser tag where the only risk was getting hit with a beam of light.

Except of course, for the fact that Elijah had modified all of the guns to each person's liking. And created haptic material that would respond to feedback from the guns and replicate the pain of a bullet and the force of said bullet. And that the guns would give the user the same sort of feedback, from the recoil to the powder burns.

Other than that it was completely safe.

It was a large arena, enough room that they could probably walk around calmly for quite a bit without bumping into one another. Not that any of the Lyles had ever done anything calmly of course. Especially not Jackson.

His first port of call was Isaac who he'd known would want to take one of the middle levels for the better vantage points whilst also not being backed into a corner. There was a reason Jackson left the business up to Isaac but it wasn't because his little brother couldn't fight. That was the sort of relationship he was wanting to use now; if he got Isaac on his side - as it would surely be easy to do, Ikey was very loyal - then taking out the rest of his siblings would be child's play really.

‎ He swung from some of the higher structures, leaping between the strange mix of bars and blocks until he was just above Isaac. Grin on his face, lax as anything, he dropped down behind the man, not even thinking about pulling his gun from its holster. "Isaac, dear-..." Was all he managed to get out before he was shot square in the chest.

He stumbled from the force of it, pushed back against the wall behind him and looked at Isaac with a mix of surprise and wonder. He'd clearly underestimated little Ikey's loyalty.

The grin didn't drop from his face though. And as Isaac leaned in to whisper something in his ear - something so beautifully dastardly that Jackson couldn't believe this was the same little brother who'd found him all those years ago - the grin on his face spread wider until his teeth were bared and his eyes blown wide. Oh he was going to have a lot of fun and he didn't even have to worry about winning anymore.

__

Nate had taken the lower level first. It would probably be easier to sweep the bottom then go up from there, keeping an eye out for anyone trying to get the jump on him from above. He hadn't really expected to find anyone so close to street level. He knew his siblings were all very tactical and there wasn't much of an advantage that came from being down low but he still preferred it.

So it was more than a surprise when he turned a corner to see that familiar black on white suit clinging to perfect posture and stiffer movements. More surprisingly, Samael hadn't even noticed he was there. It didn't take long to figure out why; Jackson. Just around the next corner even Nate could hear the chaos Jackson was creating, the loud bangs and somehow...screaming? It was only them in there so who Jackson was making scream he had no idea but Nate decided - for the sake of his sanity - he wasn't going to question it.

‎ Instead he turned his attention back to the momentarily distracted Samael. Now, it wasn't that Nathan wasn't a brutal machine, ready to dole out justice whenever the chance came. Nate could keep swinging his bat until a scumbag's skull was crushed beneath it and then shoot them in the dick just for good measure. But he'd felt the power from the modified laser guns during the demonstration before the game and it had hurt quite a bit. Nothing too terrible, nothing he hadn't felt before anyhow, but he still felt bad pointing his gun at Sammy. Poor Sammy who really probably didn't even want to fight and had just gotten sucked into the game for some other reason (a chance to get one over on Jackson probably).

And so Nate hesitated.

Hesitated long enough for Samael to send one shot into his torso and one into his head.

The damned man hadn't even turned around.

It was only after Samael realised his instinct had kicked in and he'd fired off two shots without even knowing that he turned to face Nate. His expression was as blank as usual but there was a hint of something in his eyes - frustration or perhaps even anger. "You should learn how to be quieter." He murmured just low enough for Nate to hear.

Nathan was out of the game now, that much was clear, and so Samael reached his hand out, intending on helping his fallen brother up. Unfortunately that was when a shot ripped through his own chest, downing him in an instant.

Stupid compassion.

__

Nat pulled the rifle up and away from the railing just as Samael turned around to see who had shot him. He couldn't shoot her back of course, he was out of the game now, but she'd rather go unnoticed until she could win the damned thing. Jackson was still in play despite very obviously being out - it said so on the score board - so there was no telling was Samael would do once he knew who'd shot him.

She made to turn when she heard the cocking of a gun behind her.

In a matter of seconds she had her own pistol pointed at Isaac who hadn't taken his shot in lieu of stubbing out his cigarette. The cigarette that had been hanging from his lips since the beginning of the game as though he'd been born with it between his lips - and really with Thomas' track record that wasn't that far of a stretch.

So they stood, both with pistols pointed squarely at the other's head, eye's narrowed as though daring the other to take their shot.

She fired.

But it wasn't the pistol. It was the rifle that had been pointed at the floor and gave her just enough momentum to dodge the beam of light that went whizzing past her face, the beam of light that surely would have singed her hair if it was anything more than a sensor activator.

Following the sideways momentum, she let herself begin to fall until the rifle's barrel was on par with the now diving Isaac and she didn't hesitate.

They both skidded to the floor with enough force that they'd certainly be feeling it for the rest of the day at least but it was Isaac's name that flashed on the screen above the arena signifying that he was out. All in all it had only taken 20 minutes but Nat would reluctantly admit that it had been fun.

With a slight grunt she pushed herself to her feet, striding over to where Isaac was and pulling him up.

"Quite the workout hm?" Isaac asked as he brushed himself off, his suit barely even rumpled and though there was a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead no one would be able to tell that he'd spent the last 20 minutes hunting down each of his siblings. "Perhaps you could join us for dinner tonight Natasha? Or tomorrow if you're not free?" He posited, amicable smile on his face.

Nat just chuckled and reached out, ruffling Isaac's hair and ignoring the huff of indignation she heard from the taller man. "We'll see Ikey."

[onewomancitadel]

I remember had so many people ikey with me about my V9 posts because they were like noooooooooooooo you have to unilaterally endorse everything about R/WBY otherwise you're exactly the same as those automatons who couldn't narratively reason their way through a children's picturebook! Okay well I fundamentally respect R/WBY and I don't think my criticisms are equal to the pathology of self-insert bullshit sorry.

And at the end of the day the thing I think what makes R/WBY successful is not contingent on toothless bullshit. I know it can do things really well, I expect those things done well, and I especially admonish catering to the dickheads - lampshading self-embarrassment - when I am right fucking here.

[patchworkmelody]

Just a peek into MOST (not all) of my bug fables ocs.

All their names below the wiggle :>

Poppy, Chiara (though I accidentally flipped her mask. Sorry boo), Deontes, Maffi, Teff, Zuna, Ruren, Mulberry, and Rumble

Rowani, Melliana the Magnificent, Princess Hipanati, Erysim, a velvet ant we've affectionately nicknamed Fanbug, Bitteren, Forska, Dazielle, and the necromant

Sky ghost, Shiny, Vir, Verra, 57, Lychee, Crab Spider Heir (one day she will have a proper name...)

Pitchfork, Princess Mezzemire, Rosie, Fluor, Berry, Phoebe, Princess Kerati, Dendra, Ikei, Trandafir, Bliss, Xanthe, Mama/Tesselle, Rhubarb, Bruma, Guise, Bertie

Robbee, Prairius, Sleebee, Kiers, Felicity, Tocker, Wolfie

Achiote, Lorentana, Jenvrah, the Alley Shadow, Gray, Cheerie, Rivet, Nerdbee

Zak, Oscaro, Lil, Radish, Flop, Quill, Currant

I love questions about 'em always! My stylus died so I had to make this the old-fashioned way lmao

[shuchu]

ᰔᩚ period comfort with luxiem ᰔᩚ

༘⋆ characters: vox akuma ; mysta rias ; luca kaneshiro ; shu yamino

༘⋆ note: afab!reader

༘⋆ a/n: here’s the rest of the luxiem boys as i promised after writing one for ikey c: i went a little ham for shu’s because i love him hehe (that’s no surprise) also can conclude that all of them are lovely gentlemen that will take good care of their partners during their time of the month ♡ decorative dividers credit to @mykaesu on twt (it seems that they have changed their username & i can’t find them now ;w;)

you knew that your period was coming so you prepared in advance — putting on a pad/tampon before heading to bed.

the next morning, you were woken up by the familiar yet annoying feeling of cramps in your lower abdomen.

yep, it's here. right on time. and it hurts just as much as the last time if not more.

you sigh inwardly and turn to look at your boyfriend sleeping peacefully beside you. you were immobilised from the pain and you didn't want to wake him up, so you had no choice but to just stare at the ceiling, wishing that the pain would magically go away.

after what seemed like an hour, you hear your boyfriend start to rouse. he does a little stretch and his eyes slowly flutter open.

“good morning darling.” vox flashes you a sleepy smile before holding you closer to him

“good morning love.” you muster a smile, trying not to let your face twist in pain from the intense cramps

vox’s smile fades and it is replaced with a look of concern

“what’s wrong? are you feeling okay?”

you give him a weak smile, “yeah i’ll be okay, don’t worry about me.”

vox racks his brain for a reason for your discomfort and after a few minutes it dawns on him

oh. it’s that time of the month. that makes a lot of sense

“i’m so sorry love,” he says in a soft voice and his hand moves to your lower abdomen to rub it gently, “do you need me to grab anything? or do you need to use the washroom? i can carry you there if you want.”

he ends up princess carrying you to the bathroom, bringing out the pads that he knows that you’ve stocked up in the cupboards and leaving you to do your thing while he goes to grab painkillers

after he comes back into the bedroom, you’re back in bed, brows furrowed from the pain

“darling, i brought you some painkillers, do you wanna take them?” he asks while he sits on the side of the bed, looking at you with concern

you take the painkillers and request for him to cuddle you

he slides back into his side of the bed, wrapping his arms around you and giving you a soft kiss on the forehead

he’d be there for you throughout the duration of your period, rushing to the store to get you things if you wanted them

if you worry about him not being able to stream, he’d just chuckle softly and reassure you

“my love, the kindred will understand, i don’t want you to feel alone while you go through something like this, so i’ll be here for as long as you need me to.”

he stares at the ceiling for a few seconds before turning over to face you

“good morning!” he says with a grin

you smile weakly back at him and say softly, “good morning babe.”

he immediately picks up that you’re not okay and his grin fades, his expression turning into concern

“are you okay?” he moves closer and places the back of his hand on your forehead, “hmm...you’re not feverish though...”

“my time of the month is here...” you mumble softly and sigh

“oohhh...” he moves towards the side of the bed, “stay here m’kay? i’ll go get some stuff for you.”

he then comes back with his arms full of snacks, pads and your hot water bottle, placing them all on the bed

“do you need to use the bathroom?” he asks

you nod and swivel around to get out of bed. when you stand up, he wraps his arm around your waist in case you fall and walks you to the bathroom

after you’re done he walks you back and tucks you into bed again, placing the hot water bottle on your abdomen

he’d then leave the room to grab his laptop so that the both of you could cuddle and watch a movie or anime

when you fall asleep, he’d nuzzle his face into your hair, leaving a kiss on the crown of your hair before turning off the movie to do some work on his laptop

he’d be there for you throughout the few days of your period, changing the water in the hot water bottle, getting more snacks and pads if you needed them

“good morning babe!” luca smiles at you, his hand moving to stroke your cheek

you smile back at him, “good morning luca.”

luca hums happily and moves closer to drape his arm over your body, “did you sleep well?”

you nod, “mhm! did you?”

he nods too, “yeah i did, i slept really well.” he chuckles softly, “how come you were awake so early? usually, i’m awake before you are.” he looks at you curiously

“well um...my cramps woke me up...” you sigh softly

luca is silent for a few seconds, you can see the gears in his head turning until it finally clicks, “o-oh...it’s your period... do you want me to get anything for you?”

you say you want to use the bathroom before taking the painkillers so luca lifts you up into his arms effortlessly and carries you to the bathroom before leaving to get the painkillers

after you’re back in bed and have taken the painkillers, he’s asking you whether you need anything from the store and whether you’re warm enough. he hasn’t had any experience with periods so he doesn’t really know what to do

you giggle a little and tell him what you need

luca would rush off to go get it and bring it to you

“i’m so sorry for making you run around luca.” you say apologetically

“nonono don’t apologise babe, now i know what to do when you get your thing every month.” he grins at you and you almost see his imaginary tail wagging

he’d put on disney films for the both of you to watch till you fall asleep 

he would stay with you in bed if you asked him to, though he’d need to get his laptop to work on stuff while you nap

luca would now have a mental note pad filled with things that you need during your period for the next time because he’s the type of boyfriend that remembers the tiny details hehe

shu smiles at you and after a few seconds pass he says with his rough and husky morning voice, “good morning.”

you give him a small smile and reply, “good morning shubert.”

he yawns and his eyes slowly open to look at you again, “were you awake for long?”

you shake your head, your hair ruffling against the pillow, “no...not for too long.”

“why were you awake so early though?” he asks and yawns again

you hum. “mmm...i got woken up by my cramps.”

shu’s eyes widen a little and it softens again, “ah...do you want me to get some warm water for you?”

you nod, “that would help a lot, thank you shu.”

shu smiles and gets out of bed to go get you a cup of warm water

he returns with his coffee and your warm water

he places them both on the bedside table and props a pillow behind you, helping you sit up

he hands you the cup before picking his coffee up and sliding back into his side of the bed

he watches you as he sips on his coffee as well, the both of you enjoying the comfortable silence

after a while, you set your mug down and he asks, “do you feel better?”

you smile and nod, “mhm!” 

he sets his mug down too and he moves closer to you, his hand moving to your abdomen to rub it gently

when your gaze returns from the place under the covers where shu’s hand would be to his face, he’s blushing slightly, “i watched a video and it said that this would help.”

you giggle and give him a kiss on the cheek, “thank you...”

the both of you cuddle in bed for a while more and shu asks whether you need anything

whatever you want, he’d bring it to you

he’d also ask if you need him to accompany you but knowing how busy he is, you decline his offer, insisting that you’ll be fine and that he’s done enough to help you

shu would go about his day as per usual but when he takes a bathroom break during stream or from doing offline work, he’d peek into the bedroom to ensure that you’re okay

after he’s done with stream and work, he’d look into the bedroom to see that you’ve fallen asleep. he’d slide himself under the covers slowly and wrap his arms around you, giving you a kiss on the forehead

he’s thankful that you’re so understanding about his work and makes a silent promise to spend more time with you when you wake up

[finitevoid]

soren isnt specifically into incest. He likes the mess of portspas incestuous ambiguity. He hates usuk because the way its usually protrayed is corny and weeby. probably into pruaus for the same reasons he likes portspa: incest (?) toxic yaoi. Having the means to reject being relatives despite being related. I REPEAT HES NOT INTO INCEST HE JUST LIKE S THAT IT MAKES YAOI TOXIC SOMETIMES

Of course ike knows about his yaoi obsession.

stefans parents abandoned him. They were both beorc hes like 1/32 lion its hilarious. He lives in the same group home soren was at. This home is his branded colony actually except he runs none of it its just disproportionately branded and stefans like Mi gente :). He tries to organize them but theyre all too traumatized to give a shit. I believe stefan will be a great revolutionary one day but hes still in his struggle era.

When soren got adopted he was 100% convinced almedha was going to do horrible things and soren just wanted him to shut up. Nothing soren can tell stefan will convince stefan on almedha. Stefan like soren is the resentful of people better off than him type so i need to put out there that stefans fully convinced sorens situation actually got worse. But also stefan wants the absolute best for his fellow branded soren so he would never resent soren for living his best life :)

stefan nearly killed the person he shot but he survived. No one snitched and stefans just living his life. he doesnt bring weapons to school because of the metal detectors and he hides his guns in the bushes outside his home in case he gets searched. #me characters am i right

is your #i hate it here tag intentional. Did you mean to compile those two posts

what do you mean. i was complaining about [redacted state that i live in] getting dark at 6 pm already. the winter post made me think about how by december its going to get dark at 3 pm here like not as a joke

i didnt think he would be but i was curious if hes coping or not. is he getting into fights online about it. does he like mpreg. omegaverse?

im sorry his parents suck and are beorc. Tjats sad. im cheering for his revolutionary future but i guess first he needs a felony or two. is threatening to shoot up a school a felony ? its gotta be a crime

thats hilarious. nothing soren says makes him believe hes chilling ? how does stefan feel about greil. i know he doesnt like ikey poo. you betrayed me for that beorc etc

[sociieties]

none of this should come as a surprise to him -- breath caught in strangled throat as he's snatched up by what was once his best friend -- weak cough escapes him as he's hit, tears lining eyes as vision is conflicted with past and present. in the moment, sanzu immedately knows not which reality he's in anymore, stupid, terrified smile tugging pathetically at scarred lips while hands move to fight ( and fail ) for his freedom.

" m - ikey-- " victim just barely manages out, just as weak and laughable as the smile a nine year old sanzu still remembers being commanded to give.

( no, mikey, he does not believe he stands a chance. he never thought so. he is fragile and weak, everything mikey despises. )

" no -- pl- " useless attempts, and yet, " please- "

single tear spills and silent terror bursts like a pin to a balloon, screaming at him to get away from this thing. the attempt to fight back is fairly weak one, both hands try as they might to claw steel-grasp away from his own neck and all sanzu manages is to draw blood. flight risk pushes ice out of his veins, leg lifting to come into the atrocity's gut, apologies and pleads on his lips to be freed. ( sanzu is not in the here and now. he is trapped in the past, again that young boy punished for something he didn't even do. ) " i'm sorry, " it's sobbed out between one fat, gasping breath and another as another tear slips down carved out path. " plea -- se, mi - key, please i'm sorry. i'm sorry, please, i'm sorry -- "

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄  ,    his gaze would meet those innocent eyes privy to the guileless decorous of youth  .    the lineament of his visage unmarred still  ,    by the worries of today    ━━          but there is a twilight within    &.    it is seething  .    mikey remembers whispers spilling from his lips  ,    begging  ,    in hopes its barbed incentives may remain tethered  . it did not  ,    and more than once  ,    this thing  ,    something entirely different  ,    insolvent in its hunger ploys unregimented  .    in this  ,    a repentance  :    the turn of summersolstice into wane of day  ,    𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞  .   

wrong  .    the lips that part around the shape of colloquy  ,    the repartee that dares to defy him    ━━          it is all wrong  .    at peril  ,    where his fingers are jaws locked in a mighty gap  ;    they coil around the curve of the neck  ,    the cresent half - moons of nails pressing into the fragile skin without prudence  . 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 , and so , a fist collides with the arch of cheekbone . a promise of the blood to be spilled , for those who venture the treacherous waters of rebellion . ( someone , save him from this darkness ) . mikey does not let go , his vise does not relax . ❝    i did not pose a question  . 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞 ?    ❞    

[maykitz]

6 underrated(?) tellius momentz in no particular order:

1. that bit in early game por where soren is like "i'm sorry for being worthless i'll leave forever now like you want me to" and ike doesnt register his angst At All and goes like "haha what. i literally love you"

2. rd tormod recruitment when ike teases him for being so little because sincerely the only reason anyone does that is if they're totally into smallness/being bigger and try to play it off as jokes aka ike accidentally reveals his type is cute little mage boys (hah)

3. ike goes to the royal gardens when they first arrive in begnion and appreciates how beautiful the flowers are then later at duke tanas mansion this is paralleled with him stating he doesnt have time for things as frivolous as looking at flowers. ):

4. [tragically removed in the localisation] when they need to transport soren quickly so ike makes ranulf transform and carry soren on his back and they both (especially soren) really really dont like it

5. when soren figures out nasir is the traitor before anyone else does like the suspicious little bitch he is and confronts him alone only for nasir to ice cold blackmail him in return the girls are fightingggg

6. tibarns horrible no good day #283 when rafiel randomly hops over to the enemy army's side and he's like omg are you actually TRYING to die you herons make me wanna rip my feathers out!!! and then rafiel cries and he has to comfort him. this man is cursed with the task of wrangling the 3 most opinionated porcelain dolls in the world while having hammers for hands