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[osamusriceballs]

The Accident - Part XII

Atsumu x fem reader

Warnings: Kissing, mentions of an affair

Words: ~ 1,8 k

About: Problems in paradise.

Part I II -> Next Part

You're about to kiss Atsumu Miya.

You feel his lips brushing against yours, a feather-light touch that makes you hesitate and freeze. He stays still, not pulling back, but his eyes slightly open when he senses you're not moving further. Your faces are only inches apart, your breath meeting his lips when you exhale shakily and a shiver runs down your spine when you feel his lips brush against yours again. A frown clouds his face, and he suddenly tilts his chin, pressing his lips harder against yours, coaxing you to join in and to come closer. Your breath catches before you surrender to the kiss, the tension between you rising as you slowly move your lips with his.

You barely notice his hand in your hair as a he guides your face to his direction, deepening the kiss effectively while his lips move ever so gently against yours. Your hands come to rest on his chest, warmth radiating through his shirt and you can feel his heart beating strongly under your palm. Every thought vanishes when he opens his lips, his tongue brushing against yours, making you gasp a little at the sudden action and you willingly open your lips for him. Your fingers tightly grip his shirt, and his other hand hesitates on your side before wrapping around you firmly when he notices that you make no attempt to back off, and he pulls you closer until you're caged against his chest.

Your body feels ablaze, mind hazy and your thoughts foggy, as the kiss intensifies. You're barely able to catch your breath in between the kisses, but you're both not willing to pull back, but instead get lost in each other's taste. A tingling sensation runs through your body, heat building between your legs and you slightly press your legs together to relieve some tension. A part of you wants to feel more of him, to sit on his lap to press yourself harder against his body while you keep on kissing him. Does he feel the same?

His movements slow down, and he pulls back, effectively ending the kiss between you. His face lingers close, wide pupils, reddened cheeks, and a teasing lick over his lips draws your eyes downwards. You almost lean in for another kiss, your whole body feeling like its on fire and singing with need for him. His arms release you, creating distance, and you quickly withdraw your hands from his body and scoot back to your original place, almost sitting on Atsumu's phone while you do so.

"I think that's... sufficient for the dare." He clears his throat, his voice a bit raspy, and you nod with a strained laugh. For the dare. It's just an entertaining game for him- and now things are getting awkward.

"Uhm, yeah. But uh... it's kind of getting late? I think I should go." You quickly get on your feet, avoiding looking at him while you make a beeline for your shoes at the entrance. You can't believe that you kissed him- or he kissed you- or you both kissed each other, it doesn't really matter at this point.

You can't deny that it felt good. Really good. Atsumu Miya is a great kisser- and you don't know what to do with that information. You don't even know what he feels for you- are there even feelings involved from his side? Or is this just a game for him?

"You- y/n, ya don't hafta-" You hear him get on his feet quickly, running behind you and standing next to you while you tie your shoes. "I didn't mean to- it was just a dare-"

You freeze for a second, feeling like he just punched you. "I know. It's not- we're not." You clear your throat and raise to your full height, realizing that he is so close to you- way too close for you to think clearly. Worry clouds his features as he looks down on you.

"I didn't - I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed ya for a game. I kinda overstepped things." He scratches the back of his head and you notice that his ears are pink which makes him look adorable- but now it only makes your heart break when he apologizes for kissing you. What did you expect? For him to instantly tell you that he likes you after the kiss? That he somehow feels just as attracted to you as you're attracted to him? You can't deny that he has a part of your heart already. His kindness, his charm, his dorky humor- it all makes your heart flutter like crazy when you think about him, and you can't help but to imagine a possible future for you.

But now you're almost certain that he is just looking for some fun. A game. That's what you are for him. He's just looking for someone to kill his time and it seems like you're here just for that. You curse yourself for letting traitorous hope caging your heart.

"Please don't sweat it, it was me who started it, I should apologize. It was just a game, right? Just some fun. Everything's fine between us, don't worry. We're married after all right? A kiss is definitely not the weirdest thing that has happened between us." You force a smile on your lips and grab your bag, effectively creating some distance between the two of you. You wish that everything's okay, but it's not. He weakly lowers his arms, appearing somewhat hurt at your words, and you feel guilt in the pit of your stomach. "Are you sure? I can drive you home. Ya wanna eat dinner together tomorrow? Ya said yer free." You simply nod without really taking in his words and turn away from him. "I'll find my way out, don't worry. Sleep well, Atsumu."

He looks like you've punched him again, but he finally nods when you grab the doorknob. "Sleep well, y/n."

You just hope he can't see your watery eyes.

xxx

"What do you mean, you kissed and ran away?" Yachi's voice comes delayed through the phone, probably because you're in the elevator. Your first instinct was to grab your phone and to call her, the distress in your voice evident while you told her what had just happened.

"It was a dare. We didn't kiss like that," you clarify, but your voice is still shaky. You feel overwhelmed, unable to process your feelings. You both kissed, and you basically ran away from him, not even asking about his feelings. What does he think about you?

"Wait—I thought you two were alone. Who dared you to do that?"

"An app."

"So you kissed because of a teenage app?" She gasps and you can vividly picture her face with a shocked expression when she repeats the words.

"That sounds like an excuse." She adds, and you can't help but to nod.

"It's... complicated," you finally admit, struggling to put your feelings into words.

"Why did you run away?"

"I got scared. He said it was just a dare. I felt like it was a game for him."

"Was that before or after you ran away?"

"Both. He even repeated it two times." You put a hand over your face and sigh.

"He may have wanted to put you out of the uncomfortable situation."

"I... I just don't know how I feel about him. I really liked the kiss, but I can't read him. He wants to meet me tomorrow though."

"He asked to meet you again? Y/n, go talk to him now! Get back and ask him about it! I'll kick your ass if you leave like that. Seriously y/n. I know it's a lot, but you can't just leave like that." She sounds like she's on fire while she scolds you, and you shrink into the wall when you realize that you might have wronged him here.

"You're right. I'll go and talk to him. Clarify things. Tell him how I feel." You inhale deeply and push yourself off the wall with newly found determination. You can always trust on Yachi to have your back.

You look up when the doors of the elevator suddenly open and hastily click on Atsumu's floor number while another woman gets with you into the elevator. You smile politely while you still hold the phone against your ear and nod as a greeting, and she smiles back, revealing a smile that is so perfect that it could be straight out of a commercial.

"Call me when you're done! Don't just leave him like that. You like him and I'm sure he likes you too." Yachi's words encourage you further and you smile when you thank her.

"Thanks. I'll call you." You hang up the call and put your phone in your bag, noticing in the corner of your eyes that the woman next to you has stopped smiling. You frown when you suddenly notice her red shirt with the number 21 on it- similar to Atsumu's shirt. It's without a doubt a fanshirt of Atsumu, you're certain about that after looking at it for a few more seconds. A fangirl? A glance to the display shows you that she wants to go to the same floor as you- and your heart suddenly drops when a suspicion arises within you.

You catch her eyes again, and she raises an eyebrow when she notices that you're staring at her shirt. "Are you a fan? I could get you an autograph if you want one." She breaks the silence and you stare at her with widened eyes. "You- you know Atsumu Miya?"

She laughs and plays with her long brown hair- and you don't fail to notice how pretty she is. She could be a model with her looks, that's for sure. And she knows Atsumu. "Honey, let me tell you. I have Atsumu Miya in the palm of my hand. I don't want to ruin your fantasies, but he is not as single as he appears on social media." She gives you a wink and you freeze. "You okay? You look a bit pale, darling."

Your chest feels heavy and your stomach turns at her words. There is no way. This can't be true. "I'm fine. No, I'm not a fan. But thanks for the offer."

The elevator opens its doors and she exits, waiting for you to come out too, but you can't move. It's like your body is glued to the floor, weighted down by the sheer thought of Atsumu and the beauty before you being together- for whatever reason.

"I forgot something downstairs." You reply and mechanically push the button of the ground floor. She just shrugs her shoulder and moves into the direction of Atsumu's door, not even sparing you another glance while she strides away. If you had any doubt about her words, you were now certain that she knows him when you see her halting at his door before the elevator doors fall shut.

She knows this place. She's going to his apartment in the middle of the night. While the elevator smoothly runs down, you come to the conclusion that you apparently don't know anything about Atsumu.

The only thing you certainly know is he not only has you as his official wife.

But Atsumu Miya also has a girlfriend.

[detectiveseapancake]

Help a disabled trans guy out

hi, I'm really sorry I have to do this again. my fridge broke earlier this year and caused my electricity bill to spike. since my landlord refused to replace it, I had to buy a new one myself on top of that. now I have to pay an extra 272€ for electricity until December 20th, although I'm barely getting by on food. I'm mentally disabled and unable to work, so I can't fend for myself. I'm also in the middle of starting to transition and trying to get surgery soon.

I'd be really grateful if you could either donate, spread this or commission me! I do writing commissions on my blog @rayneyroses

☕ Kofi (I have Str1pe!) ✒️Writing Coms Info Doc 🏷️ Archive/A03 (I'm willing to write ns/fw if we discuss the contents beforehand!)

December 8th: 0/272€

[caitlynxviolet]

it doesn't feel real that it's happening in less than a WEEK

Arcane has been my obsession for a whiiiile and all I could do was think of the next season. It consumes me, but that's why I'm also so anxious about the releases. I need a happy/satisfying ending for Caitlyn and Vi. You don't understand. I know this show is dramatically devastating, but I NEED Cait and Vi to be okay in the end. I don't know how I would cope otherwise.

[milkyspine]

[lickithrice]

:)

[sashonya]

I am unapologetically Sad because a building was destroyed, please please please go watch Drifting Home, it's on Netflix it's a good film and it has two little gay bitches

Look at them, little gays, good for them.

10/10 film, would cry because of a building again

[hell-is-a-teenage-girll]

Incase anyone of you wonders what I have been dealing with.

I am gonna get a procedure done, and if that doesn't work an operation which involves drilling in my skull.

I wanted to give you all an update.

Hope this also explains why I have been less on tumblr for a while. Recently I've been back because I finally have some light at the end of the tunnel with finally starting procedures and there might come an end to it.

It's been hard since I barely had space for anything else in my mind besides trying to survive.

It has strained me, my life, my relationship (not as in we almost broke up but when you are in constant pain, you have to kind of shut down to not go down with it, and she understands luckily), going outside is stressful because I will be in pain, the slightest touch can hurt, temperature change hurts, painkillers don't reach the nerve, even morfine doesn't help. So I'm exhausted mentally from focusing on surviving instead of living.

I love all my Mutuals and all who follow me ❤️

[kudouasagi135]

So…

I got addicted to the Baby in Yellow game and I just had to do a detco fusion so…

I replaced the sitter in Act 3 with Shinichi accompanied by a curious Kaito.

Shinichi was called to investigate a series of disappearances of baby sitters in a specific apartment in Euclidean Towers. More specifiable to say apartment 10.

Kaito came along due to a cryptic prophecy that was told to him by a certain witch but he wasn't about to tell Shinichi that.

They meet a sitter from Crown Childcare going to their same destination and hear the client message left by a woman named Cassilda. And when the elevator reached floor 24, they told the sitter firmly to return home as they saw what a disaster the hallway was and how the building seemed to be falling apart from the inside.

They follow the suspicious black cat and get sucked into the portrait in the attic.

Upon hearing the recording in the unfamiliar basement they find themselves in, they know that somehow they had switched universes and were in a place that was mostly a safe house from the baby that now they is behind the series of disappearances that they were initially investigating.

Shinichi thinks Kaito is being too casual about the idea of a cursed baby existing for his own liking.

And that's pretty much it, I thought I'd post a small idea for horror month got overwhelmed with school so can't do anything else for the time being, the new minister is making it difficult too, I wanna die •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

Hope you like this idea, I don't mind if anyone does anything with it, but if you do, please tag me (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

Okay, now I'm out, peace ✌️(⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠)✌️

[liesmultixxx]

So, today at work one of the supervisors (who always targets me whenever he’s there) blamed me for things I didn’t do (I protested but he wouldn’t listen) and told me that my boss is just wasting money on me since I’m doing things disastrously (just last work day I was told that it never looked better in the store due to my help) and basically told me I was nothing

then I went on to tell him that I do not wish to be talked to like that and he went on about how he’s just “stating facts” (he did this to one other girl who then quit her job)

Needless to say I cried a lot

But- here’s the upside- I told my colleagues (who was also witnessing this) and they reassured me I have nothing to worry about and that they’ll talk to my boss about it

Long story short, don’t let anyone talk to you like that. Immediately report it because I promise you people will believe you

Even if I’m going to lose my job, I’m glad I said something. Tyranny should never prevail (speaking of Tyranny, free Palestine- make sure to donate if you can or watch videos on TikTok that go to certified sources)

I still feel very ashamed but I thought I’d share this in case anyone needs this.

You are never alone.

Thank you for reading this❤️

[raps-hellion]

KANG ✰ 🇰🇷🇦🇺🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

they/them, 21, i go wherever the muses take me * ... [ * pjo, tmr, soc, dndifn, sanspants radio, & everything else ] ... comms are open + thank you for checking me out !

bluesky // kofi // ao3

[the-starry-lycan]

Lycan's Rules

These are just some rules and guidelines for anyone who wants to check out my little chaos department!

#1. Asks

Asks are open right now. I am totally okay with asks! Feel free to send in anything you want to in terms of an ask, as long as it’s appropriate and doesn’t break any of the following guidelines. You can send me an ask at any time, as long as I say they’re open here and in my description.. just expect a bit of time before I actually make it, heheh.

While I may sometimes make things that are 18+, please don't ask for anything NSFW. I don't take such asks and I will ignore them or politely refuse you!

Minors who interact with my 18+ things can and WILL be blocked.

#2. What I Don’t Allow

There are some things I won’t ever have, allow, nor tolerate on my blog, and they are:

NSFW in the form of but not limited to, hardcore gore/violence, hardcore sexual content, rape/non-con, fetishes, etc.

Racism, homophobia/transphobia, body shaming, hate or discrimination in any way. This is a safe space for everyone, and I would like that we all respect one another :)

Zoo/MAP/DDLG pride and/or content.

Threats and abusive behavior at anyone, including myself.

...Don’t make me block and report you.

#3. What I WILL allow

What kind of stuff can/will you find on my blog?

Fan art of whatever I’m into.

Fan fiction of whatever I’m into.

My writing.

My own art.

Reposts of things I like.

I am okay with and make things that may feature:

Cursing.

Violence/Blood that may be 18+.

Death and mentions of death.

Romance/suggestive-in-nature things that may be 18+.

Sensual art and softcore.

Nonsexual nude art.

Alcohol, chemicals, and drugs/medications.

Non-gore biology and sciences.

If I feel any of my works are mature their nature, I’ll add a Content Warning and put it under the cut. Please respect this.

Can't emphasize enough: If you don't like my content, then I ask you not to interact or keep consuming it. Don't like, DNI. Simple rule. Thanks for taking the time to read this, mate, and enjoy your time here!

[signorinavongola]

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

I decided to make a ship list, which will be listed in a pinned post. If we have plotted something and tested it out and you'd like it added to my ship list, give this a like and comment on which ship it is.

Since I am a multishipper, there can be more ships, so I want it to be clear. I also emphasize that every ship is in its own verse.

As for ships, I don't mind shipping with duplicates either because each duplicate will still be a little different even though it's the same character. Each mun has a different interpretation of the character, dynamics with my character and also different headcanons.

If you'd like to discuss shipping or plotting something to test out, DM me. Although I prefer ships with chemistry, I will be happy if you write something along the lines of do you think we could try to see if our muses would work as a ship?

Communication is key. Please be honest with me. If you want to try writing ship with my muse, there's nothing wrong with that. The worst answer you can get from me is I don't think they would work, or I don't ship them, and I don't see them in that kind of relationship, but we can continue to write. If I like your idea, we can definitely test the chemistry between our characters. We can give it a try and see how it feels.

Let's face it – sometimes, the other person may not understand that you want to ship if you don't say it. The Tumblr roleplay community is very cautious about ships. If you are afraid, I encourage you that you definitely don't have to. I understand that you are afraid of rejection, but you can't expect someone to read your mind. You can write with me for a long time and think our muses would be a cool ship. And if you don't take a risk, you never know.

And as I said, if you'd like to plot something, DM me.

[squaletta]

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

I decided to make a ship list, which will be listed in a pinned post. If we have plotted something and tested it out and you'd like it added to my ship list, give this a like and comment on which ship it is.

Since I am a multishipper, there can be more ships, so I want it to be clear. I also emphasize that every ship is in its own verse.

As for ships, I don't mind shipping with duplicates either because each duplicate will still be a little different even though it's the same character. Each mun has a different interpretation of the character, dynamics with my character and also different headcanons.

If you'd like to discuss shipping or plotting something to test out, DM me. Although I prefer ships with chemistry, I will be happy if you write something along the lines of do you think we could try to see if our muses would work as a ship?

Communication is key. Please be honest with me. If you want to try writing ship with my muse, there's nothing wrong with that. The worst answer you can get from me is I don't think they would work, or I don't ship them, and I don't see them in that kind of relationship, but we can continue to write. If I like your idea, we can definitely test the chemistry between our characters. We can give it a try and see how it feels.

Let's face it – sometimes, the other person may not understand that you want to ship if you don't say it. The Tumblr roleplay community is very cautious about ships. If you are afraid, I encourage you that you definitely don't have to. I understand that you are afraid of rejection, but you can't expect someone to read your mind. You can write with me for a long time and think our muses would be a cool ship. And if you don't take a risk, you never know.

And as I said, if you'd like to plot something, DM me.

[3amclothesmonster]

Vent(?) TW: Mentions of WW||

How someone I knew expected me to react to them calling me a Nazi after only saying I'm German:

[1-800-local-slut]

The Scientist Epilogue 2

I can't process that this is the end! Thank you to everyone who read this, and I hope you enjoy this. I really liked writing The Scientist as well.

Please let me know what you thought of this series in the replies, I'd greatly appreciate it.

Warnings: fluff, a cute baby, slight body insecurity

Pairings: Poe Dameron x Shy!Black!Scientist!Fem!Reader

Series Masterlist

The End <3

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“The baby’s sleeping but I’m not sure if she’s awake.” Poe whispered, his finger over his lips in an attempt to keep his guest quiet. Animals chirped merrily outside of the home, and the Sun shone through the beautiful open space. Pictures of the couple and the small trinkets littered the walls. Books and toys were left on the floor and a pair of boots were messily knocked over.

Rey’s taller form pulled him into a warm hug, shoving gifts into Finn’s already full hands. Poe reciprocated the hug, having not seen the woman in quite some time. Finn leaned in for an awkward side hug. It was the best he could do given the small pile of gifts in his arms. The lady of the house tried her best to assure them there was no need to get anything crazy. A box of diapers would do, but Poe, ever so dramatic, insisted on the opposite. He smiled at the memory of announcing the arrival of their bundle of joy, the screams of joy and congratulatory hugs passed around.

“Here, I’ll take some of this. She’ll want to open them with all of us here.” Taking the boxes into his paint stained hands, he avoided touching them to his milk covered shirt. With a slight grunt, Finn basically threw bags and boxes into Rey’s arms and she scowled at him. With a harsh elbow she glared at the man. Poe chuckled, and he led the two down the hallway, keeping his voice to a whisper as he spoke to them. They asked questions, questions on how big the baby is, how much she eats, how often she naps. And Poe answered them with such joy and excitement that he struggled to keep his voice to a whisper.

Finally they got to the bedroom. The room where Poe held the most important things in his life to his chest anymore, hidden away from the war and chaos of the universe. Sure it was selfish, but some days Poe imagined not returning to work and simply staying here with his girls. Opening the brown door, Poe saw the love of his life, his wife of two going into three years.

She was sitting up in their bed, holding a bright faced baby in her lap. Her hair was in a pink bonnet that matched their daughters. She was making soft cooing noises at her, giving her a finger to play with as she tickled her chin. The baby made a happy noise and her mother gasped and smiled happily in response. Puffing out her cheeks, Poe watched his wife and daughter make the same faces at each other. 

“Whose momma’s girl? Are you? Is it you?” With a happy coo, Poe smiled with the same grin his daughter had. Iliaisa Shara Dameron, the three month old daughter of Poe Dameron and his lovely wife. Named after Poe’s mother, named after his Scientist’s mother. 

 Iliaisa, who had inherited her mothers curious and gorgeous eyes. Illiasia, who had her fathers smile and loose curls. Iliaisa, who had a bright smile despite having no teeth. Iliaisa, the light of Poe’s life. Iliaisa, the child who was the perfect combination of Poe and his Scientist. 

“Hey baby, I have some people who would love to see you.” 

“Well I want to see you.” She shot back with a smile, looking up and fixing her bonnet over her hair. Her eyes then widened seeing her husband's friends in her doorway. Finn and Rey stood behind the door frame, looking at the bright-eyed baby. Ilisia was being held up gently by her mom, and was sucking on one of her moms fingers with a tight grip on her wrist. Her golden brown skin was contrasted with the white sheets and her pink nap shirt.

“Oh! Why didn’t you tell me we had guests?” Poe bent down to hear her whispering. 

“I did.” Poe responded with another whisper, taking Iliasia from her mothers arms. The baby grinned seeing her dad, and Poe blew a raspberry onto her cheek.

“I wasn’t paying attention.” She responded with a sleepy frown that added to Poe’s laughter. Despite looking tired as all hell, Poe’s wife was still stunning. Her eyes were still as vibrant as the day Poe fell in love with her. In fact, he hardly noticed any changes while she was pregnant. Even though she was absolutely terrified he wouldn’t still adore her, he still did. He loved every stretch mark, bump, swollen toe, on her body. Placing a kiss to her forehead, he watched his wife rise out of their bed with elegance.

“Thank you guys for coming.” With open arms, she pulled Finn and Rey into a soft hug, her voice hoarse from the lack of sleep. Her silk bonnet ghosted over Rey’s face, like it’s done to Poe’s many times.

“It’s no problem. We’d never miss a chance to meet this cutie pie.” Rey joked, which amused Iliasia. Perhaps it was the accent, their daughter always loved silly voices. Poe approached the three. He was whispering to their baby, who would nod or make a noise in response. 

“You think so? I don’t know sweetie.” He whispered and the other three stared in silence. He looked up and smiled at his wife and bestfriends. That boyish grin the Scientist fell in love with, and their daughter inherited.

“This is Finn and Rey. Can you say ‘hi’?” Poe asked his baby using his usual baby talk. The Scientist rolled her eyes but didn’t mean it. Seeing the love of her life, and the most important thing in the galaxy so peaceful and safe warmed her stressed heart. She loved the man before her more than anything. Poe took Iliasia’s small hand and waved it to his friends. 

“Hello, I’m Finn.” The man stepped forward slightly, bending down to reach her eye level and was met with small toes tapping his face. Rey snickered in the back and Iliasia’s mother giggled in amusement at her daughter. Though she did suspect it had something to do with her hunch that her daughter's sight wasn’t all the way there.

Oftentimes, if things were too far from her face she needed to feel it in order to identify it. Just babies doing what babies do perhaps, but her own mother told her stories of the Scientist having the same habit. And her sight isn’t exactly the best.

“Sorry about that, she does that. Not totally sure why.” With a cross between a smile and a frown, Poe gently removed the baby's foot from Finn’s face.

“I’m Rey, I hope you won’t put your foot in my face.” Rey teased the small girl, who observed her with wide brown eyes. She walked around to the side, away from kicking distance. Instead the Jedi was met with a tiny palm making contact with her forehead. Well, she didn’t get a foot to the face.

“Well. You got what you asked for.” Finn teased and Poe couldn’t hold his laughter. Rey grinned and gingerly removed the baby's palm.

“Oh what a sweetie.” Rey smiled, peering down at the baby who smiled up at her after a moment. Rey had noticed she had her mothers same blank features at first. She would just stare emptily at people, no readable expression on her face. Then she’d make up her mind on what she feels and her expression would follow accordingly. For a moment the brunette wondered. Would she be shy like her mother? Boisterous like her father? Then she heard two identical laughs, one from her friend's wife and one from her baby.

Poe was holding his wife around the hips, and she was holding the baby in her arms. Poe placed a smooch on her neck and spun the two around gently. It was like the two were absorbed in their own world, perfectly happy with their baby and each other. 

The family was perfect. Happy, hidden away on the safety of the planet. Sure eventually they’d need to return to work and the cruel galaxy, or maybe just one of them. Perhaps just Poe. But either way, the family would figure it out. They always did.The way they did when they found out they were pregnant. The way they did when it was time for them to take their leave. The way they did when their daughter was born two weeks early. The way they always have and always will.

Thank you so much for sticking through this series! It was my first series and my first work and I’m happy it was so well received. Thank you so much for all the love and I hope you’ll continue to read my works! <3. Thank you so much for reading.

[satas-momento]

How I see the Artificer's story

Ok so this is a pretty hot topic in the rain world fandom, mostly since everyone is very divided by the genocidal grieving mother who only wants her children back

To be honest, I relate to it in some weird way. I see the Artificer as a reflection of me, she had something precious stripped by a few people and lost everything. Only fueled by rage to the point where she is irredeemable according to some.

To me? I understand that, I've had my innocence and happiness stripped away by a few internet folks, and I honestly understand being so blinded by wrath to where I'd lash out at everyone, even unrelated people.

I honestly think me and her share so much in common and I feel that the only way for her to have a "good" ending is by ascending. Most say she becomes an echo but I don't buy that one bit. I think that she does ascend, as she accepts her fate and what happened to her children. And lets it go. I find so much comfort in seeing fanart of the crimson slugcat feeling happy in non violent ways because I see myself in Artificer. I want her to be happy and to recover. Mostly since I want to be happy as well. I want to recover. I'm trying my best to recover mentally from everything that has happened to me, and to see a comfort character of mine recovering makes me feel so much happier. Rain world fans, please draw more of Artificer either recovering, ascending successfully, or just let her be happy. I want to see someone who struggles find peace. Because I want to see others realize there is a way out. I realized there was a way out because of the damned cat, so let others see that as well.