#sorry it took me so long aaaaaa

[shionsky]

mutual asked for the gfs so here u go!!!:3

[unriding]

me n moze say good morning to the world !!! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

art by @rabbbitseason of course <3

[fiie]

♡ Jujutsu Kaisen: Phantom Parade Guide! ♡

Hello, im fie !! 🩷 welcome to my guide on how to download the jujutsu kaisen mobile game. *UPDATED*

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* I have an android phone btw, so that's what this guide is written for :) I don't know much about apple devices. initially, i was planning to figure it out for both types of devices, but i dont currently have an apple device i can use to test things on (im sorry apple users ;-;)

*UPDATE*: Some changes with what vpn options work

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-> Acquiring a VPN *UPDATED*

Ovpnspider is an app you can download in the google play store. All you have to do is download it and then set your location to japan.

The publisher of the game, sumzap, has made it difficult to access their game even with a vpn. As such, most well known vpns will not work. I've done some research and one that still does seem to work (and is free) is ovpnspider.

✅️ VPN acquired!

tbh this app can be hit or miss. Sometimes it works perfectly fine and I have 0 issues, while other times it continuously struggles to properly connect. If you have trouble connecting try choosing a different connection in the app or even restarting your phone.

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-> Making a jp google play store account

Before we do anything else, open up your phone settings > apps > google play store > storage > clear data and cache.

Make sure your vpn is on and set to japan.

Next, open the Google play store and let's make our jp account! You don't even have to sign out of your current account. Just click your account icon > then the drop down arrow > add new account > create a new account

✅️ 🎉 now we have a jp google play store account!!

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-> download the phantom parade app!

Make sure you switch over to your newly made jp account. After doing so you should find yourself in the jp google playstore.

Next, simply search up jujutsu kaisen phantom parade. Even though we are in the jp store you should still be able to type it in English and find it.

Once its finished downloading open up the app....

🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 aaaaaand we're in 😎

Tap to start!! It will probably prompt you to check off the terms and conditions and then ask for you to type in a name you wish to use for your in game account.

Next, it will ask to download the rest of the game resources. (this might take awhile)

Tip for navigation: the red button is usually the ok/next/confirm/accept button

✅️ Game installed and ready to play! yay~

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And that's pretty much it!

Keep in mind whenever you want to play phantom parade you will need to turn your vpn on and have it set to a japanese location otherwise you won't be able to get into the game and will run into a communication error (picture below)

-> * Communication Error

The game can be really picky at times. If you're having issues and keep getting the error message try restarting your phone, reconnecting to your vpn, and then opening the app again. I found when using ovpnspider that sometimes choosing a different japanese location would fix it too.

Update: Turning notifications for phantom parade off also seems to lessen the frequency of error messages.

-> Translation overlay

Having difficulty navigating the menus or understanding what's going on? Consider downloading a translation overlay app!

Using this will allow you to translate all the text on the screen with the press of a single button. Unfortunately, the translation isn't very good, but it's decent enough to gain a basic understanding of things. It often has trouble properly translating character names just because of how kanji works. In the example above, you can see it often will translate yuji's name to yuhito lol.

The app i often use for this is called bubble translate and can be found in the google play store. It's super simple to set up and use!

-> Free SSR ticket

Just a small note, but after you finish the tutorial for the game you will be gifted with a ticket for an SSR character of your choice. When you first use it, it will pull a random SSR character. If it's not the character you wanted, don't worry you will be given the option to re roll or accept. Just keep re rolling until it pulls the character you want.

The SSR characters that can be pulled are:

Satoru Gojo

Yuji Itadori

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugisaki

Panda

Toge Inumaki

Maki Zenin

Kento Nanami

Aoi Todo

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And that's everything! I hope you have fun with the game and good luck with your gacha pulls! I hope you all get your faves!!

I might make a more in depth guide on how to actually play the game detailing the gameplay and the different characters/abilities/events/ect. if enough ppl are interested (???)

If you have any questions feel free to send me a message via ask or dm and I'll do my best to respond. 🩷🩷🩷

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-> Extra

My friend convinced me to add the shitty rundown of the main menu I made for her to this guide💀 so here

customize home screen: pick who u want on the home screen/ change background/ ect.

Characters + equips: where you can look through all your characters and equips as well as upgrade them and setup your party.

Gallery: rewatch cutscenes from the main story, events, and extra unlocked scenes

Home: the screen we are currently on.

Gacha hell: gacha hell. (where u roll for new characters and equips. There are 2 forms of currency paid & free. Some banners can only be pulled on with paid)

Character profiles/ranks: everytime you upgrade, level up, use a character they get points. idk think of it like your friendship level with them maybe ?? You get rewards from getting characters ranks up.

Quests/missions: where you go to actually play the game. Main story, events, expeditions, ect

Event popup: shows the limited events currently taking place & how many days are left (in this picture theres 4 days left for the even displayed)

Mail: in game mail where the devs sometimes send us nice things

Tasks: ongoing tasks like dailies and stuff that you complete by playing and get rewards from

Footprints icon/ I didn't know what to label this but they are dudes that gather materials for you: ap, money, character and equips level up mats. They are always gathering stuff for you so even if you haven't played the game for a bit they'll have stuff for you.

Exchange shop: bunch of different shops to exchange materials/items/ect

More options: has settings/inventory/friend list/ user profile and more

Okay, done for real this time! Byeeee and thanks for reading my guide!! I hope it wasn't that bad and i was able to help :,)

[sketching-shark]

It's been a while since the last time I asked you Shark

But I have a new question:

What do you think about the retellings of JTTW, where Tang Sanzang proves to be able to stand up for himself or that he literally can also fight alongside Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing and even Bai Long Ma/Ao Lie (who lately I've noticed has started to grab more fame and recognition, being more and more dynamic and part of the group than just being a simple background character)?

I think the most famous version of this kind of retellings is "The Westward" (I like the design of that Tang Sanzang)

PS: It's good to be back

Oh hey! Good to see you again too @wiings-kwami! And in regards to your question, while I fully appreciate that this is a very inadequate answer I guess that depends on how it's used asdfrweadf. TBH the idea that Tang Sanzang can fight back against or at least somewhat defend himself against yaoguai is a potentially really neat idea! As is in the og classic he is the second most static member of the pilgrim group, and this could provide an opportunity for him to be active and explicitly grown and change instead of regularly acting as the embodiment of the "damsel in distress" trope lol. THAT SAID, I can also easily see this being used to shove the monk into the role of "badass fighter" and keep him a static character that way...I know everyone makes fun of Tang Sanzang for crying and falling off his dragon horse, and while some of this is warranted tbh I feel like a more interesting story could be told by addressing WHY he's crying so much rather than putting him in the opposite direction as a stoic fighter. So at the end of the day and as with any other trope out there, I'd say making Tang Sanzang into a warrior monk is potentially a cool idea, but it's less about him being that and more about how it's executed.

[revengesworn]

Mikey can feel himself shaking.

He hates it. This weakness - this fear and the heart-pounding terror that, at times like these,  always emerges from so deep in his core that it feels like it defines him. He’s supposed to be strong. How can he be a leader when he can’t carry the people he loves through their pain and beyond? He can barely even manage to stand on his own two feet, let alone protect the people he cares about.

He’s always been weak, and he’s always hated the weak. The weak can’t do a thing. If they just tried a little harder, fought a little more, then they’d be able to protect themselves and the people they love... but they don’t even try. The weak make excuses, and bring nothing but misery to those around them, and there’s no-one out there weaker than Mikey.

He can lie, and deny it to himself, but... at times like these, he knows the truth.

But that doesn’t mean he’ll accept it. No matter how much it hurts, he’ll stop his body from shaking and put a smile on his face as if nothing is wrong... because Baji deserves it, after all - he’s the one who really suffered here.

As he enters the hospital room, Mikey feels his heart come to a stop. It’s just for a moment, as he sets eyes on Baji - who’s alive, he’s not dead; oh god he could’ve died too - but a barely-strained smile forms on his face regardless. He’s scared, because he doesn’t know if Baji will be happy to see him. But..

“Baji. ...You really scared everyone, you know.”

@prxenuntius​ ( starter for baji! )

[icecoldwilliams]

Memory... Fleeting, irresolute and unreliable. Susceptible to time, alterations... and total annihilation via one good hit to the head or cryonic slumber.

As far as the undead was concerned, in the book of Williams, memory - unless proven useful - fell under one definition: 'a person, thing, or circumstance causing inconvenience or annoyance.' A noun. ;

A nuisance.

So tell her, riddle her a query she already found her own answer to long ago: What use is there in dwelling on the past?

On pooled blood long dried out and metallic prisons long escaped. Riddled corpses forlorn...

— Azures had witnessed death a many. Sieging pallor of the flesh and it's victims pitiful cries. Insurance at times entailing even watching on as the light was robbed of glistening atop pools.... It's unique. An expression even amnesia can't touch. And now for once Nina didn't know which was more unnerving: the idea of familiar eyelids the only thing between her and her own hollow gaze, or a synonymous phantom brush against the physical and souls cheek.

Glacier however yet stagnant. Feat instead found in the hint of annoyance across frozen features studying a fatal error and it's company.

Tsk of her tongue akin to a warning among the apathy.

❝....Fourty five gunshot wounds. Four to the brain ensuring a mangled parietal lobe.❞ Even if she were alive, even if somehow the location of each healed injury seemed to burn the soul in a missed out hellish inferno, and in spite of a contrasting luminescent stare piercing the other being with wings like equally fatal swords- ❝She doesn't feel a thing..❞

|| @ourladyoflight ✲・*:･ﾟ✲･ﾟ:*  ˚ₓ

She has a way of knowing, knowing that Nina was behind her without turning her head to check- and she guides their journey, from reality to memory. (It has always been a subtle one; there is no true way to point to where the smell of rain becomes metallic and stagnant, or where the city’s ambience becomes suffocating silence.)

They’ve arrived- beginning this journey, rather ironically, with an end. And it’s no wonder that they would first meet with Nina’s anger.

She does not respond to icy jabs, from where she stands unseen; she only offers a small hum of affirmation. It is a cruel way to begin, with the image of one’s own uninhabited shell.

“If we did not begin here, I would be doing you a grave disservice.” Her voice emanates, radiates, reverberates against metal walls without the slightest indication of its source’s location.

“You are beyond this now. By all means, this is merely a memory.”

But Angel does not look down upon the image of a bloodied corpse. Rather, she moves to sit beside it; stepping seemingly out of thin air, and kneeling next to the echo of death without the slightest care for how the blood will stain her robes.

“I have not left you.” She reaches down, tucking a reddened tendril of limp blonde behind an ear that no longer hears- a motion that’s remarkably gentle. There is an utmost respect for the bereaved form of the one standing before her.

“And though she is but a memory, she still aches. Yes?”

Does anger die with the body, or the soul? A trifling question indeed.

•°. *࿐ | @icecoldwilliams

[chanranghaeys]

scenario 2 and 8 for scoups please

🍒 "you'll be okay."

prompts from @novelbear: link scenario 2: waking their partner up for work when they notice their alarm didn’t go off scenario 8: calmly reassuring the other it’s okay when they drop a glass, gently checking their hands for any injury.

pairing: idol!seungcheol x gn!reader word count: 951 tags: angst with comfort, cheol helps you calm down, reader is a stressed corporate slave jk warnings: reader on the brink of panic attack, broken glass and checking for injury

a/n: thank u anon and i’m so sorry for making you wait aaaaaa i might’ve taken some creative liberties from the prompts partly inspired bc ive been feeling stressed at work hkjsdhf but i hope you see this and i hope you like it 🫶

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Your breath tickled his cheek and he smiled. You couldn't see it, but his eyes crinkled the way you loved it. He missed you so much, so, so much.

Seungcheol had been gone a few months for their tour. When he told you his flight home would be a red-eye flight, arriving in the ungodly hours of the morning, he knew better than to expect you to be there to fetch him. He knew how busy you were already after all the work stories you were telling him over videocalls, with him constantly wishing he could be beside you instead to calm you the way he knew would work.

So when he arrived home, it took all his willpower to wake you up—he admired how adorable you looked in your sleep. But he knew you'd be in for a more pleasant surprise when you saw him in the flesh after so long.

“Wake up, baby.” You felt gentle lips land on your forehead, half-waking you from your deep slumber. Stop waking me up, was your immediate thought.

“Ten more minutes, mom.” You bat away the offending lips with a hand, and Seungcheol bit back the giggle threatening to come out.

“I’m home, love. Wake up.” You open your eyes and find his smiling ones, calm and comforting. Your line of sight then drifts to the clock hanging on the wall behind him—7:00 am. Oh, no.

“FUCK I’M LATE.”

Well, there went a supposedly peaceful morning.

You jumped out of your seat and hopped into the shower without even batting an eye toward Cheol, who was stunned to silence after your exclamation.

He just followed you to the shower and stood by the door. “Baby, what are you late for?”

“The board meeting! It’s in an hour!”

Ah, shit. Yep, he told you how important this specific board meeting was. It explains why he found you the way he did, slumped over your desk with an open laptop and sheets of paper strewn across it. You must’ve worked late into the wee hours of the morning while he was flying home.

You rush through your shower, your skincare routine, your breakfast that—thankfully—Cheol prepared in a rush while you were preoccupied. You were flying between your room and the dining room and the bathroom, frazzled and scatterbrained—both of which you could not afford to be this morning.

You shrug on your blazer while attempting to even out your eyebrow makeup, which you soon abandon because the piece of bread you were chewing was attempting to block your airway with how fast you were trying to chew. You rush to the kitchen to grab a drink, but then—

“FUCK!”

The sound of shattering glass resounded across the apartment. You were drenched, water soaking through your business attire and the kitchen floor following suit, the large shards from the broken pitcher were scattered across the floor. You were rendered still in shock, trying but failing to calm down the breaths that grew shallower by the second and the tears that were blurring your vision.

Cheol was just a few steps away, washing the dishes. He was trying to assess the situation before jumping in, but he couldn’t help it when you started saying “Cheol…” in the most heartbroken tone he’d ever heard.

He held out his hands and you held on to them as if they were your lifeline. “Come here, come to me. Be careful of the glass.” He guided you through and out of the mess, leading you to an open area to make sure you were both safe.

“Baby, are you okay? Are you hurt?” He immediately grabs your hands and carefully runs his hands across your body and clothes to make sure no stray glass shards will get you injured. You couldn’t answer him because you were too focused on regulating your breathing. When he was sure you were not hurt, he looked straight into your eyes and held your hands.

“Breathe with me. Can you do that?” You nod. “Ready?” He takes in a deep breath, and you follow suit but fail.

“Cheol, I’ll be late, I can’t be late—”

“I know, but you have to breathe.”

“No, you don’t understand—”

“No. Listen to me.” He looks you sternly in the eye. “You can’t leave the house like this, you’ll get hurt. We need to calm down first, okay? Breathe with me, okay?” Inhale. Hold. Exhale. Repeat.

When your breathing finally slows and goes back to normal, that’s when you finally get a good look at him. He had no makeup on, showing the bags under his eyes that were more prominent than usual. He must have been living in his clothes for how many hours at this point. Above all, it sunk in how much you so badly missed him. You didn’t even greet him properly when he arrived.

“There we go. That’s my baby. Are you okay now?” Instead of answering him, you go in for a hug, one he eagerly returns. For a moment, you forget where you were and what time it was, until reality hit you again.

“Cheol, I’ll be late. I swear, I really can’t be late.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll drive you. Get changed, then you can do your makeup in the car. Tell your colleagues that your car broke down, while you were on the way—they’d have no choice but to believe that.”

“Okay.”

“And, love?”

You look at him. He kisses your forehead, pressing down with a tender firmness with a warmth that spreads throughout you, calming you down in an instant. As long as he was here by your side, you will be okay.

“You’ll be okay. I got you.”

[lemonsprite]

A request, if that's ok? Halsin catches you in a moment of weakness? Maybe tucked away crying after a rough fight? Bear daddy comfort. ❤️

AAAAAA ty for requesting 🤗 I love this idea so much omgggg

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 || 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Summary: Halsin finds you hurt

Word count:

Warnings: description of injury (?), self deprecation

A/N: sorry this took forever lol holiday season is kicking my ass

As a bard, your appearance helped a lot with day to day tasks. From charming your way out of perilous situations, to using them as a way to advance your entertaining, they were useful.

Maybe even one day you’re above average looks would aid you in finally winning Halsin’s heart. (Though you’ve been to shy to even attempt courtship so far)

That was all a faraway dream now.

You let out a shaky breath, your face streaked with tears as you lifted a hand to your eye, tracing the fresh wound with a wince.

During a scuffle with a small pack of gnolls, one got you good in the eye, leaving a deep gory laceration from you temple to your jaw.

It was ugly, and you knew it. There was no denying the way your skin curled, the flesh raw and pink from the fight. You were even partially blind now, and there was no telling how the wound would look later down the road.

“It will heal.” Came Halsin’s gentle voice from behind you, pulling you from your spiralling thoughts. Great. He’d found your hiding place.

You glanced at him briefly from your peripheral. You couldn’t read the expression on his face which caused your stomach to sink lower, gods he probably thought you were hideous.

Ignoring Halsin’s attempt at comfort, you look towards the setting sun, hoping that if you ignored him hard enough Halsin might just disappear.

You could hear rustling as the Druid crouched to sit next to you. A silence falling over you both.

“What is wrong my friend?” He asked, leaning slightly closer to you.

You shook your head rapidly, trying in vain to hide your face from Halsin as he continued to persist.

“It’s nothing big, just a scratch.” You lied.

“Let me see.” And before you could protest, his large and gruff hands were cradling your face, forcing your eyes to meet his.

His calloused thumbs ran over the skin of your jaw, silently taking in the view of your wound as his eyes narrowed.

“That must’ve hurt.” Halsin tsked, stating the obvious.

You rolled your eyes, pushing him away as you turned from the Druid once more.

“I’m hideous.” You muttered, eyes burning a hole into the ground as you stared. Tears pricked the corner of your eyes once more.

Halsin was silent for what seemed the fiftieth time, the grass rustling as he shifted his body weight.

“You’re beautiful.” He said softly, one of his hands moving to lay on top of yours in the soft grass.

Your eyes widened slightly, not expecting to hear those words as you glanced sideways at Halsin.

“How… how can you say that…?” You ask, running an hand along the edge of you slashed skin.

“Because it’s the truth.” The archdruid said with a simple shrug as if he was reciting fact. “I look into your eyes and I see the entire world, just as the oakfather intended.”

You glance towards the ground, suddenly too shy to look Halsin in the eye.

“Really…?” You ask abashedly, wiping a few half-formed tears from your eyes.

“Would I ever lie to you my heart?” Halsin asks, squeezing your hand with a soft smile. "now come back to camp, it's getting cold and my tent has enough space for two."

I’m so so sorry for the long wait!! My computer deleted this file from my docs but after some finagling I was able to recover it :] I hope this cute Drabble is to your liking!!

[loose-angel]

My Princess | Neteyam

pairing: Neteyam x na'vi! reader summary: What happens when you suddenly realize your feelings for your childhood best friend, Neteyam Sully? tags: fluff, miscommunication (a tiny bit), just cute stuff :3, childhood friends to lovers w/c: 1.8k notes: aaaaaa i hope u guys like this T T took me sooooo long to write,, i still have crazyyyyy writers block but im doing my best to make the best shit for this community <333 anw enjoy the read!!

You had grown up incredibly close to Neteyam. Watching as his youthful features had turned sharp, watching as he filled out his body, shoulders broadening, voice deepening, and muscles forming. Truth be told, you had not entirely noticed the change. You saw him everyday, it was almost a routine to be around one another, whether you’re dining with the Sullys, or Neteyam (and his siblings) dining at yours, you two were attached by the hip. Inseparable. So it came as a surprise to you when one day, you suddenly noticed just how much your best friend had changed. 

He greeted you in the morning, just like every morning, both him and Lo’ak offering you flowers they picked out on the way to your house. It was more of a brotherly-love action than anything else. Though you noticed something different.

“Good morning princess,” Neteyam smirked as Lo’ak bowed, offering his flower obnoxiously.

Was Neteyam’s voice always this low? Did his smile always make you feel fluttering in your stomach? Since when did his arms get so big?

“Morning losers,” You cleared your throat, bashful, you looked away, letting your braids cover your eyes. “Thanks for the flowers.” you grab the flowers out of their hands and place them in a vase along with the rest of the flowers they had gifted you this week.

“So what’s the plan today?” You ask.

Lo’ak throws an arm around you, pulling your body into his, “No idea, why don’t you play dolls with Kiri or something.” You rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, you know what? I’d rather spend time with Kiri than your sorry asses.” With that, you began sprinting towards the Sully home. As you ran, you hear similar steps behind you. You turn around and are met with the sight of the two Sully brothers chasing after you. You squeal. You picked up the pace, light on your toes.

Your fear dissipates as you approach the entrance to the Sully household, you were a few feet away when you felt a heavy impact on your body. You fall to the ground with a grunt. 

You look up at your attacker, hissing. 

“So sorry princess,” Neteyam fusses, pushing himself up to make it so that he is hovering over you, instead of putting his entire body mass on your small frame. This was usual between the two of you. You guys always wrestled and more often than not, Neteyam wins those sessions. So why is it now that you flush under his gaze? Before you approach your conclusion, Neteyam waves a hand in front of your face.

“Get up lazy skxawng!” Lo’ak snickers as he passes the both of you. You push yourself up and dust your loin cloth, clearing your throat. 

You hated how you were so affected over his little nickname for you. Neteyam (and Lo’ak) have been calling you princess ever since you three learned how to talk. Again, it was more of a brotherly-love kind of thing, especially because you grew up with no other siblings after you. So they decided to become your brothers, yet now, you can’t seem to feel anything less than a crush on your mock ‘older brother’.

Kiri steals you away from her brothers the moment you step foot in their home, dragging you into a rather isolated corner. 

“Y/N! I feel there’s something you’re not telling me,” She grinned, peering up at you cheekily. There was nothing to hide from Kiri, you told her every single thing that has ever happened to you, and she does the same. 

“I’m not hiding anything.” You muttered. You hid nothing except your raging crush on her older brother, but she didn’t need to know that.

“Are you sure?” Kiri leans in, “Are you sure you’re not gonna tell me about your crush on my older brother?” You gasped, hands flying to cover her mouth. How did she find out? You could’ve sworn that you didn’t tell anyone, at all!

Kiri licks your palm, forcing you to let go. “So my suspicions were right,”

“Kiri rutxe, don’t tell anyone, especially him,” You nod in Neteyam’s direction, the both of you look over. The eldest Sully has Tuk on his hip, bouncing around and whispering jokes into their youngest’s ear, it’s an endearing sight. One that has your heart clenching and mind racing. One that lets your mind wander into the life of a family with Neteyam. 

“I won't, but your ogling heart eyes won’t help hide it.” Kiri interrupted your thoughts, rolling her eyes, falling onto her side. Your eyes shift from the siblings to the na’vi girl. You bit your lip. 

“Yeah, yeah, okay, I’ll try to hide it better.”

A few days had passed, and in this time span, you decided to completely hide yourself from Neteyam, which was a pretty difficult job. He had gone to your house for the first two days, and you had kindly asked your parents to turn him away with the lame excuse that you were sick. 

On the third day, Lo’ak comes knocking at your door.

“Lo’ak, why are you here, I told mama to not let Neteyam in.” You sighed, eyeing down the na’vi boy who now leans against the entrance to your ‘room’.

“Yeah tsmukan, not me, skxawng.” Lo’ak plops himself into your hammock, pushing against your limbs rather roughly. You scooch over and he lays next to you, throwing an arm over your waist. 

“So why are you avoiding us?” He hummed, leaning to look over at you. You turn your head to avoid his gaze. 

Over the course of your isolation, you pondered over your feelings. Coming to accept that you simply couldn’t live a life without Neteyam. You tried imagining a life with the other clan members but nothing felt the same. Hell, you even tried imagining Neteyam with another mate, and your mind simply couldn’t conjure up an image. You didn’t want to tell anyone. If news spread that you, a simple Omaticaya girl, had great feelings for Neteyam, the future olo’eyktan, the whole clan would laugh at you. Yet you couldn’t bring yourself to lie to Lo’ak.

“I needed time to think,” You mumbled, hoping your answer would stave off his curiosity for the time being. Lo’ak only hummed, waiting for you to continue. “I needed to figure out my feelings.”

“For tsmukan right?” You audibly gasped, did Kiri tell him? 

“Don’t go crazy, I figured it out on my own, it’s not like it wasn’t blaringly obvious anyway.” You groan and tuck your face away from the world. How many more people have noticed?

“You better tell him soon, or some other girl might snatch him.” Lo’ak sing-songed, placing a foot on the ground to rock the hammock from side to side. 

“Fine, fine, you convinced me,” You rolled your eyes, “I just want to get it over with anyway.” Just as you said, you hoped that you can get these feelings behind you as fast as possible and return back to normal. Truthfully, the past few days were absolutely miserable without Neteyam’s presence, but you simply couldn’t bring yourself to hang out with him. It was difficult to just look over your new found feelings for your best friend and you actually felt like it was unfair to him for you to do such a thing, taking advantage of him not knowing about your feelings for him for some kind of gratitude.

Though, today was different. Today you were going to meet up with Neteyam, tell him how you feel, you’ll laugh at it for a minute or two, and resume your normal lives, nothing could go wrong. 

After a few hefty minutes of searching, you finally find Neteyam in a calmer, less dense area of the forest. You make no effort to conceal your presence as you approach him. He’s turned away from you, yet his ears tell you that he’s well aware that it’s you who is nearing him. 

“Ma’Neteyam,” You greet softly, reaching out your hand, you run the tips of your fingers on the side of his arm, the muscle tensing underneath your touch. 

“Ma’Y/N,” He turns to you, gaze hardened, “My princess, where have you been?”

Your ears flatten against your head underneath the boy’s gaze. You knew it was wrong to basically cut contact for a few days but you had to! There was nothing else you wanted to do at that time but to get to the bottom of your feelings, and now, you know. You know that you’re so deeply in love with your best friend that it pains you to imagine him with someone else, though there is not much you could do about it.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to –” Before you could continue, Neteyam wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his chest, nuzzling his nose onto the top of your head. The both of you sink into the hug, muscles gradually relaxing. Although you would love to stay like this, in his arms, until the end of eternity, you still needed to come clean to Neteyam.

After a while, you pull your head away from his chest.

“Neteyam,” You called out, peering up at him through your eyelashes. “I must tell you something.” 

He hums and says nothing more, opening his eyes, his soft gaze meeting yours.

“I promise you’re gonna laugh your ass off after hearing this, but here I go,” You take a breath, “I like you, Neteyam. Hell, I love you even! I spent the last few days away from you because I needed to figure it all out, I just suddenly felt. . . everything for you.” You shift your eyes away from his own towards the end of your confession. You wait a beat or two, waiting for a chuckle, a laugh, anything.

“I don’t want anything from you ma’Neteyam, I just wanted to get this off my chest and we can go back to normal.” You look back up at the boy, now nervous over his lack of reaction. He’s just looking at you. You try to decipher what he’s thinking, yet his eyes tell you nothing. His ears are flat against his head, and his tail is swinging wildly behind him, but he has yet to say a word.

“Are you serious?” He muttered. You gulped nervously. 

You had prepared yourself for a scenario that Neteyam wouldn’t find any of this funny and your relationship with him would fade away as you know it, yet all the preparation in the world won’t save you from the intense heartache that you feel rising. 

Before you could say anything else, Neteyam picks you up into his arms. 

“Princess this is great!” He grins, spinning you around, you squeal in shock, hands tight on his wrists as he continues to spin you. 

“I thought you had begun to hate me, I’m so glad you like me too Y/N, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to feel the same about me!” Neteyam is rambling at this point, his hands still holding onto your waist even after he sets you back on the ground. 

“You like me too?” You trailed off, you could barely process what was reality at this point. Though the warmth that bubbled in your chest suggested otherwise.

“I always did Yawne.”

[themeeplord]

So, last cryptid post you mentioned how ya boys kept growing..

At this point, Meep, just go ahead and make them Monster Hunter elder dragon sized, you know you want to c:

This took way too long and sorry for being so cryptic about it ^^’, but now ya know why I so suddenly gained an interest in MH :>

Might post just the lineart of the design later for an unshrouded look, tho I know some things could be played around with more (proportion wise) to hit home that MH creature feel, but I’m no expert and you’re probably more familiar with that anyway <3 also they’re your boys and the design already lends itself handsomely to the MH-iffication ^^

Also also, a little Bonus doodle ;)

Kinda falling in love with the whole idea as a possible au. A familiar, albeit slightly different hunter and monster/quarry dynamic, ey? But again, your boys, ain’t gonna step on your toes.

Hope you’re having a lovely day! <333

P.S. I’m very sorry to interrupt the Apex Polarity brainrot, I’ll be following soon ^^'

I'm going absolutely INSANE over this!! PIIXEL!!! I'M BITING THIS AND YOU SO HARD RN!!!!

I loooove the Nergigante inspired horns and how every scale, horn and spike are just so much BIGGER! It all comes together so well! Love how you drew their face as well, everything is more defined and their huge bottom canines are just MWAH!

I can't look away from those beautifully drawn HANDS!! LOOK AT THE ONES ON THE GROUND AND ON THE ROCK BEHIND THEM!! THEY'RE SO PERFECT!!!!!

And the lighting?! GOSH!!!!

I also am just in love with the concept of them being an elder dragon! Honestly they could definitely be one. Elder dragons are so diverse and weird looking so one looking like this wouldn't be so strange at all! Also the hunter and monster dynamic here is so intriguing! If you'll let me, I'd like to explore this a little more~

Thank you Piixel! I'm just completely melted over this, I'm just a puddle, I love it so much! AAAAAA!!!!

[norristri]

landoscar fic recommendation

this wld be a full ao3 fic recos :D anw message me if u want your fic to be removed here thnx

that one from work can come over on monday night by higgsbosonblues 

tags: Alternate Universe - No Girlfriends/No Wives, Slow Burn, Canon Compliant, Friends to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Miscommunication, Coming Out

mclaren 2023 season canon compliant ; i really really love the getting to know part even though you know each other all through out the years hahaha this fic gives me the "all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?" :DD this was such a fan read to me as a new landoscar shipper that time <33

purring in my lap ('cause he loves me) by nyoomfruits

tags: cat!oscar, as in he shapeshifts into a cat lmao, Crack Treated Seriously, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Miscommunication

oscat !! OSCAT !! OSCAT !! lando's "Over me? When the fuck were you even under me?" he's so so so funny and oblivious lmao and them being each other's comfort after a bad race :(( this was so adorable

#814 | Communication? The Kardigans | Long Gone | 4:18 by Anonymous

tags: Social Media, Implied/Referenced Sex, Lando I Don't Drink Norris Can't Hold His Alcohol Smh, Layout Is Entirely Social Media, Getting Together

i love LOVE social media format aus!!! so soo refreshing and creative the use of spotify playlist was GOLD and idk if it's a reference of gen z's and their spotify playlist for every situation but but!!!! i get it!! the name changes in every convo hahahaha they r so chaotic but at the same time so landoscar

from the start by tiredwishes

tags: modern setting, fluff, love confessions, getting together

this had me hooked so easily??? like i was just scrolling through the landoscar tag then i refreshed the page boom there's a new fic posted :DD the awkwardness, the ODDS!!!!!! i love how it has the dynamics of canon!landoscar :>> of them having the same people around them then boom they collided and the ending was perfect aaaaaa <33

for keeps by ipleadbritney

tags: spy au, fluff, light...angst? happy ending

read this after death and other lies bcos i can't move on LMAO took me a while to digest and it was honestly so good!! the humor was fantastic I DID NOT EXPECT EVERYTHING ABT LANDO landoscar

no proof, not much (but you saw enough) by ipleadbritney

tags: magical realism, pre-relationship, qatar GP '23

LOL THIS WAS SO FUN TO READ ??? lando's dramatic ass and him comparing themselves to BROCEDES ++ i like that it's magical realism but at the same time canon hehe :DD "He spent the majority of his junior years chasing after Lando Norris, a dream blisteringly quick and blinding in its brilliance." this line reminds me of, "Loving you is synonymous to breathing" :)

Death and Other Lies by finifugue

tags: spies & secret agents, mature, angst, hurt, comfort, happy ending

i love LOVE the world-building & everything!! prolly in my top 3 landoscar fics <33 the lando-charles siblings relationship had me SOBBING ;-;; “The things that we have lost were wonderful when we had them, do you not think? And that means they are not properly gone. And even if they are gone forever, that means that I can spend more time being sad in here, with you. And that is nice in its own way. We have not had a reason to go here for a long time, and it is more cramped than it was, but it is still good.” :) the twists, the turns, everything !!!!!! my friends were probably annoyed at me because i talked abt this fic ALOT lol i usually don't like spy aus bcos i don't like actions that much lmao but this??? THIS IS A MASTERPIECE sorry i cannot put how much i love this fic into words hashjdhasdjhsa BUT YOU GUYS SHLD READ THIS!!!!

scenes from a social media admin by ipleadbritney tags: social media admin!lando, driver!oscar, social media au, getting together

ipleadbritney your existence in this fandom is EVERYTHING !!!! lando's list of things.... lando's list of things he finds hot :>> this fic made me smile the whole day, hehehe :))

sink your teeth into me by nyoomfruits tags: vampire!oscar, werewolf!lando, soulmates, racing drivers

LANDO was so fcking oblivious *face palms* the travel coffin was my fave part hehe ok oscar is so vampire coded dhsjadhajshdas “Lando’s own driver’s room is right across the hall, stocked with his own hoodies and sweatpants, but those don’t smell like lemon and home, so he wisely keeps quiet and accepts the ones Oscar gives him.” :)) :)) I LOVE THEM maxiel tolerating lando's dumb ass HWJHAJS SO ENTERTAINING

note: will be updated !!!!!

[pocketmania]

Yoo-hoo! I've read a few of your ENA drabbles and can safely admit I love your writing! Do you think you can write a mini story of Sal Fisher(Sally Face) with a female s/o kinda like Uzi? Rebellious angsty teen w/ cool ass powers! Please and thank you :) 💜

Oooo, hellooo nazuna! Thank you so much for enjoying my writing, I truly truly truly appreciate it <3

Also AAAAAA YES a sally face request!✨️ I was honestly dying to write about SF, so this request was a miracle lol

Also also sorry for the bit of the wait!

Also also ALSO I know this may seem a but shirt, but I started doing another new formatting so the spacing isn't as big, so that's why

Now onto the thingy

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(🎮👻👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨☁️) - sally face oneshot

(reader type) - feminine / AFAB

(‼️warnings) - mentions of the dead

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"Watch out!"

Just as Sal opened the door to your room, a bolt of purple energy went zooming in his direction. He yelped and ducked as it went out the door. He quickly shut it before it could come back inside. He set his guitar down at the door.

"Sorry!" You apologized as you gave a small wave. Even if you couldn't see his mouth, you could tell he was smiling. Maybe it was the eyes. He came over and gave you a side-hug, noggin-to-noggin. "It's alright, (N/N)."

You giggled and put your hands in the pockets of your hoodie. It was always nice to have Sal around. However, you were currently trying to practice having "magical powers" or whatever and would prefer not to accidentally blow your boyfriend's head off.

Sally pulled away, gestured to your glowing hand, and asked, "What're you trying to do?" You looked up at him and shrugged. "Anything! As long as I know what I'm doing by the end of it."

Sal sat down on the edge of your bed as he nodded his head. "What have you figured out so far?" You sat down next to him and formed another ball of purple energy, concentrating on it so it didn't fly out of your hand again. It floated over to a bottle on your table and began to pick it up. He nodded and hummed in response. "Hm.. I see." You stopped concentrating and let it fizz out and drop the bottle. "Is that all?"

"Well," you began, getting ready to do it again. "There's that.. and this." Just as you finished, you held your breath while generating yet another ball of energy. This time, instead of acting like a telekinetic force, it exploded. It was almost blinding. Your room seemed to burst with white coloring everywhere. You could only see the silhouettes of the items in your room.

But something different happened, unlike the other times. As the ball busted, you saw a flash of a person in the corner of your room. You stopped and took a moment to collect yourself. You looked to Sal, who was as distraught as you.

'You saw that too, right?' You pointed to say.

'Oh, I definitely did.' He pointed and nodded back.

Still at a loss for words, you both got up to the specific corner with the Super-Gear-Boy. Unfortunately, the person you saw must've left the room because the Gear Boy wasn't picking anything up. But that was impossible; you SWORE you saw something, someone. And with how paranormal Addison Apartments was, you knew to trust your guts.

Sal looked to you, smiling with his eyes once again. "Well, little-miss-gear-boy, we should run all of that stuff over to Todd when he gets done with tutoring to see if that can help with ghost-hunting." You shoved him at the name and smiled back at him.

"Bite me!" You exclaimed. You ruffled his hair and laughed with him. You two sat back down and shared a nice, calm, moment talking about your ability. However, the nice moment was interrupted by your dad's yell, coming from the kitchen.

"What happened to the kitchen window?!"

"Shit."

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[young-botanical-genius]

Immediately sensing the tension his response had seemed to put into the air between him and his wife, Seymour bit his lip in frustration at himself. He could hear the wariness that had crept into Audrey's tone despite the smile on her face— the kind of voice she had once used when attempting to satisfy the demands of a certain dentist, and it made him want to break the ice of the frozen lake, jump into the freezing water below and never come back up. Dammit! There you go again, ruining things and scaring her...

He shook his head before looking back up at her with a smile of his own. "No, no, it's fine...! I-I'm fine, p-please don't apologize..." he squeezed her hand right back from where it was gripping his. "...I-I mean, if you'd ever wanna be on camera, I'd definitely be cheering you on from behind the scenes, y-y'know?"

It was true. He wanted only the best for Audrey, and if becoming an actress or obtaining a similar career along those lines was ever something that would make her happy, then he would support that dream with everything he had, just as he had helped her reach her dream of a nice, quiet life in the suburbs.

He sighed softly, and then leaned in, giving the blonde a quick peck on the cheek. "...Just don't... Don't worry about me, okay?"

@young-botanical-genius

Audrey stirred as morning light began to filter through the cotton curtains that hung in the bedroom window of the little green house on a little green street in a little green town. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled as her gaze landed on a red cardinal perched on the window box, singing in welcome to the morning sun. She watched the bird for a while, her head resting on Seymour’s chest, his arm still around her. In typical Audrey fashion, she had completely forgotten what today was: the 14th of February. Of course, she’d gotten Seymour a little something sweet earlier that week and then tucked it into a hiding spot in the closet, she just had forgotten that today was the day. Equally, she had learned not to expect anything from Valentine’s Day, and didn’t want to get her hopes up and then be disappointed – despite the endless love Seymour had showered her with thus far. In the meantime, she let her mind wander as she waited for Seymour to also wake up. She didn’t want to get up just yet, both because she didn’t want to disturb him and because she was enjoying the quiet morning. Waking up next to Seymour and snuggling up until they grew hungry for breakfast was her favorite part of the day. It seemed the epitome of the simple life she had imagined: they didn’t have anything to fret about and could easily hide away under the covers from the lingering worries of their past.

[kairiscorner]

it may be sudden of me, but i've had an idea i've forgotten to bring to light in the server or to anyone else

miguel 'n reader are engaged, and we catch the man sorrowful and doubtful of *himself* because he thinks he won't do a good job. we let him ramble on and on until we have to shut him up with a kiss ^^

just thought it'd be really sweet, esp if we comfort and reassure him after his rambling

don't do a friends first kinda deal, do reqs that you like that came before mine first if you have a lot! and dw about doing mine at all 💃

(if you do tysm)

YURI MY BOOOOOO omg i'm SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO GET TO YOU 😭😭😭 BUT I LOVE THIS IDEA AKDNDJDLKDKDKD i wanna do this justice. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT AAAAAA

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

i just want us to be okay. — miguel o'hara x reader

you didn't need to think twice when he asked you if you'd marry him, you'd've been a fool to have lied to him about how you felt; but you ended up an even bigger, more lovesick fool than ever when you kept repeating to yourself this: i'm getting married to the man of my dreams. you would never forget the way his eyes watered up, how his smile seemed to brighten the whole place up just a little bit in your eyes when you said yes, the saccharine laughter that rang in your ears as he kept asking you in a bewildered, awestruck voice if you really meant to say 'yes' to being his spouse, his spouse.

and up to this day, he can't stop asking you if you mean it; he is that smitten and enamored with you, he can't believe that personified perfection agreed to share their life with him.

however, it's due to that disbelief, that urge he has to think that nothing good in his life will last—that your love is merely temporary, that the universe will one day inevitably rip you away from him like nearly everyone he ever truly cared for in his life—that this affectionate him right now won't be around forever. he's scared that if he makes one wrong move, says one wrong thing, takes one look at the wrong direction—he'll lose you forever. and in a way... he feels like he deserves it, that he deserves to lose you.

he's been holed up in his office, brooding in the dark and thinking to himself in silence as the images and videos on his monitors play by without him looking up to acknowledge what's happening on the screens. he whispers to lyla to play footage of the two of you dancing at your friend's wedding, specifically to the timestamp when you two had your first dance as a couple at the reception hall's dance floor. he heard your voice and laughter, as sonorous and melodic as it was the evening he held you in his arms. it certainly wasn't the first time he held you, but it was the first time he held you with a great feeling in his chest, one that couldn't be labelled nor replicated by any other feeling in the world—it was the first time he held you knowing that his life and yours were going to be one, you two are each other's, like your friend, you two would have your happily ever after one day.

he smiled to himself, much like how he smiled on the video; and he repeated the same words he uttered that night when you chuckled to yourself nervously. "i feel so... weird and nervous having all these eyes on me. is it obvious?" "oh, very." he teased you, mouthing the words out with a wide grin as he watched the footage back with a smile, chuckling as he heard you laugh at his smart ass quips and sarcastic remarks. he missed how sweet your laugh was, how adorable you got when you pretended to be angry at his little comments. "this isn't even our wedding, but, gosh... i can't imagine how it'd be like if it was ours, it's so... so intimidating..." you muttered to him as you held his hand and shoulder tighter, with your feet nearly stumbling and wobbling out of sheer embarrassment.

miguel smiled wider as he watched himself sigh and place his hands underneath your chin, turning your head to make you look at him. "cariño, you're perfect as you are already. even if you're... a nervous mess, i'm falling deeper in love with you when i see you this vulnerable, this honest, really." he said as he leaned in to kiss you, with your eyes gazing up into his mahogany brown ones. the clip was paused in the middle of the kiss scene since a guest had knocked on miguel's office door. "is that during my friend's wedding night?" you asked him with a big smile as miguel's face got all flustered and he closed the monitor, shaking his head. "huh, what friend, what wedding night?" he asked you rapidly as you stifled a laugh. "you're not that slick, miggy." you told him as he rubbed the back of his neck and awkwardly grinned at you. "that's my fatal flaw." he admitted with a chuckle as you held his other hand in your own.

"why were you watching it, miggy? too excited for our own wedding night? can't wait to dance with me?" you asked him with a glimmer in your eyes. miguel cleared his throat and looked away from you and off into the dark distance of his room, his eyes scanning the surroundings, not really looking for anything in particular, but merely wanting to look at anything but you, because... he didn't know how to tell you the words that he wanted to release from his mouth right now. he sighed and decided that, since you were going to be his spouse soon anyway, better yet he be honest and confess to you right now his anxieties.

"well, um, i... you could say i'm excited, yes, but... i'm a little scared." he admitted in a hushed voice as he felt your grip tighten around his hand. "do tell me about it, i won't judge." you told him in a soft tone as miguel smiled a little and shook his head. "oh, where to begin?" he asked himself as he rubbed his forehead and took in a deep breath. miguel went on to describe his worries about being the perfect husband, if he could even fulfil the role of being your lover, your husband; if you'd have even the slightest regrets about marrying him... it's these irrepressible, negative thoughts of his that hinders him from enjoying the time he has with you, because he can barely enjoy time with himself.

"i just... want to be enough for you, you know that..." he said as he held your hand back and squeezed your hand slightly. he sighed again as he thought he just bummed you out and made you see just how weak he really was when it came to the things and people that really mattered to him in his life. "i'm sorry, it's really pathetic, isn't it?" he asked you with a slight chuckle, which was soon broken by you suddenly leaning over and planting a kiss on his lips. it was short; a brief kiss, though one that pulled miguel out of his self-deprecating trance for a minute to listen to you. "i'm going to marry a man who loves me and is self-assured that he loves me; i'm not going to marry this handsome impostor who doesn't even know if he thinks he's enough for me, he is, has, and always will be." you said with a loving smile as you placed both of your hands on either sides of his face.

miguel's eyes soften as he gazes back into your own eyes, filled with love and slight sympathy for him; you have no idea what it's like to be in those big shoes he has to fill, and you won't pretend you have all the answers, that you know everything, but you can guarantee him that as his lover, best friend, and future spouse--you will definitely be there for him, come rain or shine. you pulled him in for another kiss, which felt more passionate and longer than the previous one. as you pulled away, miguel not only appeared more flustered, but he appeared to be more... in awe of you. he nodded and covered his lips, which he kept parting and bringing together over and over in an effort to say something, anything to thank you for your words, your assurance, because he needs that more than you will ever know.

he returned the favor by wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in for another, more dramatic, kiss. his eyelids fluttered open after he kissed you and he smiled as he gazed at your beautiful, bashful face. "i'm really marrying you, huh? how did i... how did i get so lucky?" he asked you as you smiled and kissed him again, leaving him unanswered, but thoroughly happy and satisfied with you and all the love and comfort you had for him, with plenty more in store when you two were finally to be wedded.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @fiannee @fictarian @yuridopted0 @arachnoia @meeom @ophanimgold @melovetitties

[stoptakingthegoodname5]

Idk some of y’all liked the Zhogan post I did 🤷🏻‍♂️ first time I’m writing sooooo

(⚠️Again this is a small rpf fic just scroll, I’m not going to repeat myself⚠️)

/ Just your regular little Bass Pro date /

It was another sunny day in Texas which Zhou didn’t understood, as the big state was still reaching the high 70°s in October! Which in his mind wasn’t really setting right with him usually in any other countries this time of year would be gloomy and cold but not this god forsaken state!

Zhou walked around the hotel with a soft yawn after landing in Austin after the long flight from Singapore due to last weekends race. He wasn’t having it this morning as his head pounded due to the severe headache from jet lag. Walking into the living room and saw Logan all bright and early with a cheeky smile on his face “Hey!” He said in a way Zhou wished he can portray this early in the fucking morning…

“Hey” He said groggily and borderline pissed off as he has to wake up bright and early, walking to the small kitchen he opens a cabinet above the tabletop microwave to grab bottle of painkillers. Logan looked over and sighed concerned “Headache again bro…?” to which Zhou replied with a soft nod as he took the glass of water and downed the pill “Jet lag killed me this time… 21 hours of no sleep” he said to his boyfriend softly whistled “Jeez… 21 hours? Now I see why you’re all cranky…”

Zhou looked at him pissed as Logan did his usual snarky antics ‘prick….’ he said in his mind “ha ha… you’re so funny bro.” The annoyed man said sarcastically as he really didn’t want to tolerate his boyfriend’s antics, Logan took it into consideration and nods as he raised his hands “sorry babe sorry.” smiling he looked at the food in the counter.

“After dinner I was thinking of going to Bass Pro to just look around.” He said casually as Zhou looked at him in an annoyed expression and with a soft eye roll “Really dude Again? Swear all the time you go to this damn shop to spend money, what’s so important of this place?”

Logan gasped dramatically as he faked innocence “I don’t ALWAYS go there!” But he knew he was lying as Zhou did the usual eye narrowing when Logan lied, he sighed softly and grumbled “fine. It’s an addiction….” Logan said in a soft whisper in defeat, Zhou smiled in victory as Logan looked at him softly “Do you want to come this time? Promise I’ll make it fun for your first time”

Zhou never took the opportunity into consideration and well it’s a Monday and they have nothing planned for the day and he nods softly “fine I’ll go to this “Bass Pro” to see all the hype. It will be like a regular Bass Pro Date” Logan smiled to that and nods “yeah… just a regular Bass Pro date. Now get ready I’ll be in the car”

With that Zhou smiled softly and walked back to the room to change…

(AAAAAA I’m done 😭😭😭 hope this isn’t an eye sore to you guys as I tried not to run on with many sentences! Anyway the people who wanted me to do this will be mentioned ❤️ @kichona-s @midnight-grandprix maybe this will be a series if the people like it)

[y2ashlee]

Twisted Wonderland: Confessions

Author Notes:

• I guess you can also could these as them asking the Mc out as well as confessions some of them are just confessions.

• As always the reader is Mc

• I tried to make this gender neutral as much as I could. The point being is tried. But I’m definitely never writing gender neutral ever again especially for smut as that would literally break my brain.

• Also one of them is based off of a true event that happened to me! I won’t say which but if you can guess which one correctly then I’ll…write you whoever you want from this list for the next smut I write after said correct guess even a x male reader (I’ll try) and of course if it lines up with my rules. (I won’t write gender neutral). Obviously offer is only for the first person who guesses. You totally don’t have to though. And requests are open. Like I’ll write anything regardless as long as it follows my rules.

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Riddle-

Riddle, bit his lip as he thought about his plan again as he looked down at the rose bouquet in his hands he knocked on the door to ramshackle and waited. The door opened, and he hid the bouquet behind his back quickly as he cleared his throat. “Sorry to disturb you, but I wanted- No needed to inform you that y-you have bloomed in my heart like a bush of roses and I wanted to ask i-if you’ll be mine…” he said, presenting the bouquet, his face flushed as he waited for a response. “…o-of course if you don’t feel the same, I-I understand.“ he said, his face flushed so red almost as much as his hair while his heart thumped wildly in his chest.

Trey-

Trey smiled softly to hide his nervousness, as he presented a small box to the prefect of Ramshackle dorm, his heart thumping in his chest. “This is for you, I was wondering if you’d be the sugar to my spice.” He says grinning to hide the pain of the bad pick up line and the Prefect opened the small box that contained a cupcake with a small clover inside a heart made of icing on top of it.

Cater-

Cater smiled as he hugged the ramshackle dorm, prefect close to him with the guise of getting some cute pics for a magicam. “So cute, could you be mine.” he said quickly, regretting that it was so cheesy, and he wanted it to sound better, but it was too late his face flushed. “You don’t have to answer…” he sighed but still waiting for a reply.

Deuce-

“I know we’ve only known each other for a short time, but you make me happy, and I was wondering if you’d go out with me!?” He said in a loud voice, as soon as those words were out of his mouth his face turned red, and he gulped as he looked at the ground, afraid to look up as his heart pounded, and sweat drip down his neck.

Ace-

He smirked as he flashed his hand of cards. “Queen of hearts and a seven of clubs. Guess that means I win. Have I won over your heart as well? I know my heart is yours~” He said, then realised what he had said, and his face flushed in the blink of an eye. “Uhhh..” he was stunned, unsure of what to say.

Leona-

The sneer on the man’s face as he watched the prefect of Ramshackle dorm talk with a classmate as said classmate clearly had ulterior motives the classmate reached out a hand towards the prefect. Leona quickly walked over to the prefect and flicked the classmates hand away glaring at them and putting an arm around the prefect’s shoulders before saying. “Don’t touch what’s not yours.” The classmate froze and nodded before backing up and dashing away. “What’s not yours?” The prefect turned and looked at Leona and he gave a smirk at the confused look. “Only if you want to be.”

Ruggie-

He sighed as he sat down to have a break from running errands. “Here have this! You look like you need it.” The Ramshackle dorm prefect asked handing him a bottle of water and a paper bag. He grinned taking them. “Thanks, gotta love free food!” He said and opened the paper bag revealing donuts. His eyes widened as he grabbed one and took a bite. “Aaaaaa, I’d marry you if you’d bring me donuts everyday!” He said smiling before he realised what he had said and his face flushed while his ears fell flat as he looked down if he was standing his tail would be between his legs.

Jack-

The Prefect smiled at the small cactus that Jack had been growing. “It’s so cute!” Jack smirked. “You’re cuter.” He said bluntly then froze as he realised he said that. “I-I didn’t mean to say that!” He said looking away his face flushed his ears drooped a bit as his tail came to a complete stop. “You find me cute?” The prefect smiled up at him. He nodded to embarrassed to say anything. “I think you cute too~” they said a smirk coming to their lips as they watched his tail sway quickly.

Azul-

Azul smiled smugly as he looked around Monstro Lounge happy that the special he was promoting was going well. His eyes drifted to the entrance as he spotted a familiar student had entered the lounge. He cleared his throat before speaking. “Welcome! Come in and enjoy our special just for this week.” He said handing a small pamphlet to the Ramshackle dorm prefect. “Thank you.” They said taking the small sheet of paper their hand slightly grazing his gloved hand. “Oh wow everything looks so cute and delicious.” The prefect said smiling up at him. “…you look delicious.” He said softly. “What?” The Prefect looked up at him confused. “I-I meant cute! You look cute!!” He says his face flushed with embarrassment as he covers his mouth trying to hide his embarrassment. He cleared his throat once more as he tried to calm his fast beating heart as he avoided their gaze. “I think you’re cute too.” They smiled at him.

Jade-

The Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm sighed as once again Grim had started a fight with some students and fled leaving said Prefect to deal with the angered students as they apologised and tried to calm down the angered students but said students were about to turn ugly until they felt hands clap onto their shoulders with a heavy weight. “I do hope you are not thinking of hurting my sweet angel fish~” a voice said the grip on the angered students shoulders unchanging as the two students turned around the face of one the Leech brothers. “S-sorry!” The two students said in illusion as they ducked out of his grasp and fled. Jade gave a malicious closed eyed smile as he watched them run. “Your…angel fish?” The Prefect asked confused. Jade turned back to the Prefect his gaze and smile turning soft. “Well only if you want to be of course.” He said hopeful that his feelings are reciprocated.

Floyd-

“Hey Jade, Hey, Floydie~!” The Ramshackle dorm Prefect said with a smile and a wave as Jade and Floyd were passing in the hallway. Floyd stopped his face showing confusion. “Eh? Floydie?” He asked more than said in a deeper voice then usual. “Well you call me, Shrimpy I thought its only fair I give you a nickname too.” They said. “If you don’t like it I won’t call you it again.” Jade smirked as he watched his brother turning the cogs in his head. “Okaay, well I’ll see you later.” The Prefect said waving goodbye to the two of them and walked away. “You better go get your Shrimpy, Floyd.” Jade said with a smirk. Floyd shot into action as he strode down the hallway after “his” Shrimpy putting an arm around their shoulders and pulling them to him as he gave them a toothy grin. “Will you be my, Shrimpy?” He said his eyes gleaming.

Kalim-

Kalim smiled as he spotted the Ramshackle Dorm Prefect as he slowed his magic carpet to stop next to them. “Hey, you want a lift?” He asked his smile glimmering as bright as a diamond. “That would be great thanks.” The prefect said returning his smile. He smiled and took their hand pulling them onto the magic carpet. He grins and gently places his hand on their shoulder. “So where to my diamond!” He says quickly then realises what he had just said. “Your diamond?” The prefect asked. “Only if you want to be of course.” He says removing his hand his face flushed as he avoids their gaze.

Jamil-

Jamil sighed as wiped sweat from his brow his eyes drifted to the Ramshackle dorm prefect who had come to watch the basketball club play a practice game. They smiled as they walked over to him waving. “Here.” They smiled handing him a bottle of water. He smiled softly. “Thanks.” He said softly taking the bottle his hand brushing against theirs. “..sorry.” He said averting his gaze. “It’s alright, you looked really good out there.” They smiled. “..you look good..” Jamil said bluntly taking a sip of water before he realised what he had said coughing slightly as his face flushed from the embarrassment. “You alright?” The prefect asked patting his back gently.

Vil-

Vil eyed the Ramshackle Dorm Prefect as they tried to disarm a situation caused by Grim who had fled and left the prefect to deal with it. The prefect sighed in relief as the situation was resolved their shoulders hanging low as they wiped their eyes in frustration. He walked over the prefect and taking their hands in his. “Come now don’t cry, dear you have to keep your chin up and not let them phase you.” The prefect blinked in confusion wondering how long he had been there. “Now come along.” He said pulling them with him the grip on his hand firm but gentle at the same time. “W-wait where are we going!?” They asked quickly. “On a date, my dear. I was planning to ask you in a more mature way but after seeing that display I had to throw away my original plan.” He said his cheeks slightly flushed as he realised he was still holding their hand.

Rook-

Rook smiled as he waltzed over to the Ramshackle dorm prefect was sitting in the dinning hall eating silently their face plain as they listened to Rook take about beauty or something along the lines. “Oh mon trickster you light a candle in my heart the way you eat your sandwich…blah blah something French blah blah…” The prefect had stopped listening a while ago. They wiped their hands after finishing their sandwich as well as their mouth. Rook gently took their hands in his smiling softly. “Mon Trickster, would you be mon amour?” He asks his eyes sparkling. “What?” They asked confused.

Epel-

“Hey, Epel what’s up?” The prefect asked as they opened the door to their dorm seeing Epel standing there with his eyes to the ground. “…would…you….” He mumbled softly his face flushing as he fiddled with his hands. “I’m sorry?” The prefect asked confused unable to heard what he had said. He sighed loudly his shoulders slumping as we looked up at the prefect. “I really like you would you go out with me!!” He said his face and ears flushed as he looked at them his heart pounding.

Idia-

Idia sighed grumbling to himself as Ortho had made him come outside with him to test something he had built but he was also happy he got to see the ramshackle dorm prefect from where he was a safe distance away so it didn’t look like he was being creepy. He grumbled some more as he looked away from the prefect and typed on his tablet as he watch Ortho enjoy himself. “Hey, Idia what-“ he screamed and quickly covered his face with his hands as it flushed his hair turning orange slightly in embarrassment and surprise all at once. “Sorry didn’t mean to spook you, I thought you saw me.” The prefect chuckled awkwardly. He mumbled something incoherent. Before Ortho shouted. “CERBERUS!!” He yelled excitedly. Idia’s eyes widened in panic as he looked over at Ortho who was giving him a thumbs up. The Prefect questioned why Ortho shouted out Cerberus and why Ace and Deuce had joined him in yelling it again. Jack signed next to the Prefect after Idia had mumbled something and was typing something on his tablet his hands shaking at every tap as he had to retype it serval times. Jack sighed once more. “He likes you and wants to ask you out, so say yes or whatever.” He said bluntly and walked away. Idia froze panic written all over his face. “Really?” The Prefect asked shocked. He nodded biting his lips in embarrassment his hair turning orange his face flushed as he gripped his tablet his hands sweating like crazy.

Malleus-

Malleus smiled as he saw the Ramshackle dorm Prefect outside of said dorm they waved to him as they walked up to him. “Hey, Horton how are you?” They smiled up at him. His eyes softened at their smile. “I wish I could gaze at your smile forever.” The Prefect blinked a few times confused. “If only you could be mine forevermore.” He said gently taking their hands in his. The Prefect’s cheeks flushed at the comment and bit their bottom lip before saying anything. “A-are you asking me to go out with you? Like romantically?” He smirked and nodded. “Of course, have been for a while but you never seemed to answer my questions.”

Lilia-

Lilia smirked smugly as he saw the Prefect sit down at one of the tables in the dinning hall. He quickly magically popped over to them quickly placing his hands on their shoulder firmly. “RAHH!” He said quickly chuckling afterwards after the prefect jumped dropping their cutlery onto the table. “L-Lilia l, you spooked me!” He chuckled once more “Hee, sorry my dear but I just had to come over to greet you.” He. Said patting their shoulders gently. “I just couldn’t help it since I’m so smitten with you.” He said smiling at their flushed cheeks.

Silver-

Silver blinked a few times before opening his eyes completely his eyes slightly blurry still trying to focus on the Ramshackle dorm Prefect’s face. “Wish I could…wake up next..to you everyday..” he murmured before falling back to sleep leaving the Prefect with flushed cheeks as well as panicking as he had fallen asleep in the middle of a hallway. “..your so cute…” he mumbled which didn’t help the situation.

Sebek-

Sebek frowned as he saw the Ramshackle dorm Prefect with the usual group of first years as they all walked over to him. The Prefect apologised for being late for their study group before Grim complained about not wanting to study and being hungry. The rest of the group rolled their eyes as they walked over to one of the tables. The Prefect stopped a moment to fix their shoe before being hit in the head by a book. “Ouch! Who threw that?” They asked looking around seeing no one as they looked around and down at the magazine. The title of the book said. “Ways to show affection to your crush?” The Prefect said picking the book up and walking over to the table. “Haha! Sorry, I was aiming at Sebek with the book.” Ace said with a smirk. The Prefect blinked. “Why?” The asked before gasping. “Oh my god, Sebek you have a crush on someone!? Aw, who is it?” They asked curious. His eyes widened in shock as his cheeks flushed the others around the table smirked and snickered even Jack. “I-I…you.” He mumbled softly his voice only above a whisper the quietest his voice as ever been. “Pardon?” They Prefect asked trying to heard over the other boys laughter. “You.” He said his voice still quiet but firm his eyes gazing into theirs before quickly looking away his face flushing once more. The Prefect blinked a few times before their face also flushed slightly.

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Hope you enjoyed my garbage of a drabble.

-y2ashlee