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whateverisbeautiful · 4 months ago

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♥️Reveling in Richonne - TOWL

#3: The Getting Back To You (1.01)

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Let me just start this one by saying - we been knew. 👌🏽 We knew Rick’s sole focus would be getting back to his wife and daughter, even when some incessantly begged to differ. But in case anyone didn’t believe it back then - something I’ve always applauded and will always appreciate about the character of Rick Grimes is that he too is gonna let everyone know that Michonne is his everything and the one who's been fueling him to get home. She is home, so it makes sense. And in these next few scenes, Rick’s letter voice-over makes that sentiment loud and clear...

So Rick wakes up from his dream and just has a quiet lonely moment to himself in his room. And then we hear him speak and I love that he’s speaking to Michonne. As he’ll say later, this is the only way he’s able to feel something in the CRM, by reaching out and speaking to his wife. 🥺

And as he’s forced to endure another day in the CRM, he lays in bed and even sorta holds himself in a way that reminds me of when Michonne held herself on their bed after putting on his shirt.

These soulmates and even their subtlest parallels move me. We know from the main show Rick and Michonne are so used to waking up in each other's arms and it’s almost like now they both hold themselves in the way the other would have had they not been separated. 🥲

It’s also sweet and heartbreaking that both Michonne and Rick still talked to each other like they were still in every way partners while they were apart. Michonne did so by talking aloud to him in their bedroom and Rick did so in the abundance of letters he’d write to her.

Episode 1 really showed that Rick has stayed as deeply and loyally in love with Michonne as she was in love with him while apart. Like they both acted as though they were taken and fully married to each other still.

So with helicopters in the background, the voiceover starts with Rick saying, “I always thought I would wait to tell you everything when we were finally back together.”

This is definitely the saddest of the TOWL episodes and hearing Rick say he thought he’d be able to tell Michonne all these things in person when they were back together but now he’s realized he just has to tell her now in a letter he knows she likely won’t receive. 😢

One; I just know Rick is so aware of how much he and Michonne both long to be together. Like during season 9, their union was the most solid and flourishing thing in their life and then it was abruptly taken away and all they want is to get back to that.

Two; I also love how in these letters Rick was basically like 'I don’t care how much the CRM loves their secrets, I’m spilling all their tea to my wife. She gets to know everything y’all got going on because...

#DirectQuoteFromRicksMind 😋 (and that’s how we know it’s always an unhealthy Rick whenever he’s keeping things from her.)

And then he says, “That it’d just be a story on the porch after the sun went down when we could barely see each other.” So sweet and sad. 🥲 He was so convinced that this wild experience would be swiftly handled and he’d be home to her, likely never expecting it would take years and years.

I also love what he says here because I had hoped that TOWL would give us some little insights into aspects and memories of Richonne’s relationship we didn’t get to see on screen and I love learning one of their things was sitting on the porch just talking with each other into the late hours of the night. It reminds me of their canon ep and how they clearly always enjoy ending their day talking and decompressing together.

Rick says, “But I have to tell you now. Not everything. I can’t face everything.” as he takes out several letters and phones of Michonne and a younger and older Judith from the couch cushion. My heart. ❤️‍🩹 I love that he has so many phone drawings of his wife and daughter and their images are so accurate. Rick remembers his girls so vividly and clearly describes them well considering the artist even got the details right of how Michonne would wear her hair in different styles. 😊

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After being plucked from his home, these phone images are the only things really tethering Rick to who he is. 😢 He never made himself at home with the Civic Republic all these years and you see it through his barren apartment.

It’s not until he opens the couch cushion, where he essentially hides himself, that we see there is any true traces of Rick Grimes in this place, and of course, those traces are through illustrations of his wife and daughter and the letters he writes to Michonne.

It’s sad that he’s had to hide that part of himself to protect them. The hidden phones and letters feel symbolic of all the other ways Rick has had to hide himself in this place. And his wife and daughter are the most treasured parts of himself alive. They’re his heart.

The phone illustrations include the one of Michonne that Rick looked at in the teaser. One of older Judith in front of a home. (Idk how the older Judith image was so spot on but Benjiro did a good job 👌🏽) One of Michonne with her hair pulled back like she wore in s9. And my favorite - one of Michonne and younger Judith together. Just precious. 🥹 This family man Rick forever has my heart and his girls' forever have his.

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Rick makes the mindset he's held while he’s been away crystal clear when he says “This is most of it. But all of it, it was always about getting back to you.” It doesn’t get any clearer than that where his priorities lie.

It’s like I’ve said before - Michonne and Judith (and RJ he just doesn’t know it yet) aren’t just on top of a list of Rick’s desired reunions, they are the list. And I love how Rick wants Michonne to know that every single thing he’s done in the last few years was motivated by his desire and his fervent need to be with her again.

Even before the announcement of TOWL and before the trailers we knew Michonne would be a priority to Rick while he was away. Rick loved team family of course, but of all the adults in his life, Michonne is far and away the most important to him. Like completely in a league of her own. And just like how Glenn and Maggie were solely focused on getting back to each other after the prison fell (and Maggie had a blood sister missing and still was focused heavily on reuniting with her husband) of course Rick feels the same about getting back to his wife. The man is a family man to the core and that means his immediate family - his wife and kids - will always come first.

Rick goes on to say, “What happened on the bridge, I didn’t think I’d survive.” He then explains how he woke up in a military hospital to learn that an army with a force of thousands had found him.

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Rick let’s Michonne know about the military and the huge hidden city it protects. He tells her the army’s code is “security and secrecy above all...” And in some ways, Rick adopts that same line of thinking even when he reunites with Michonne. He becomes hyper-focused on securing her safety to the point that it makes him act out and keep secrets from her, thinking it’s the only way.

The letter continues with Rick saying “...so no one can leave ever." He further gives the rundown on the place and how the people they rescue have to work killing walkers for energy or growing food. And then we see Rick on his walker-killing shift as Okafor observes him.

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Rick explains it takes six years before people are accepted into the Civic Republic and during that time they’re called consignees. But he assures Michonne, saying, “And I was one of them but I was never gonna go in. I was gonna get away. I was gonna get back to you,” and then he passionately emphasizes that getting back to her is what he was determined to do.

This scene was giving love story and Rick is the greatest yearner to walk the earth. I love how adamant he is in saying that he was never going to lose sight of his ultimate goal and that’s getting to her. Again, not just home, but her.

Like had Rick escaped the CRM and made it to ASZ and team family told him 'oh yeah, Michonne and Judith live in Oceanside now,' Rick would be knocking on Oceanside's door before they could even finish the sentence like...

You know he'd be letting the ladies of the community know a man is now moving in lol. Because wherever his wife and daughter are is where home is. 👌🏽

Rick starts killing walkers with one hand and then he falls and Okafor approaches saying “Could have used the other hand, huh?” Okafor proceeds to say he came down here because he spoke with Major General Beale. Rick asks “About me?” And Okafor says “Yeah. You are lucky you have a friend in high places.” Rick casts some doubt saying “You’re my friend, huh?” as he continues working.

Okafor suggests he’s possibly the best friend Rick ever had for the way he’s lobbying the head of the most powerful military on Rick’s behalf. Rick isn't exactly moved by that and instead inquires about what caused the scar on Okafor’s forehead. Okafor says “Someone like you happened” as he segways to suggest Rick will be good for his program. From Rick's response, you can tell Rick doesn’t want to sign any papers in this place.

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Okafor tells Rick “You think that staying out here gives you a better chance to get away. It doesn’t. It just gives you another chance to die. You may have noticed I don’t want to see that happen.” Rick listens but he’s really not trying to hear all that so he says he’s going back to work.

Okafor asks if he heard what he said but Rick cuts him off frustrated and says “You don’t have to do this anymore,” indicating this recruitment has been unwantedly recurring. Okafor walks away and there's a shot where you can see that a different person holds the kill record on that brick wall...but Grimes is about to change that. 👌🏽

As Rick’s letter to Michonne continues he says, “First time I tried, the army didn’t know what to do with me. Because no one tries to escape. No one wants to.” That’s because no one has a whole goddess to try to get home to like Rick. Just saying. 🤗

Rick expresses that he wasn’t sure if they’d put him in jail or kill him for escaping. And even that shows his immense determination to get home to her because, without even knowing what the consequences would be, he still had to take the risk and try to escape. He shares that Okafor convinced the CRM to make him a consignee and how even then he kept trying to escape. A determined king. 😌

Rick says, “But I couldn’t. I couldn’t get back to you. I kept trying to get away. So they put me on a leash when we went out into the world. I couldn’t get away. I couldn’t get back to you.” I love how often he says “get back to you” in this. That’s been the theme of his life these last few years. And as he says this he grows more frustrated killing walker after walker and declares “I was trapped.”

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Rick ‘Built Different’ Grimes then takes out a ton of walkers one-handed before letting out a yell. (Also, I just noticed while Rick is killing all those walkers, the other consignees are in the back watching and cheering him on cuz he’s breaking the kill record lol. 😂 And Rick and Michonne really are cut from the same cloth cuz they both had consignees watching them in awe while they worked. The famous Mr and Mrs. Grimes. 😌)

Rick leans against the brick wall exhausted as his voiceover says Okafor protected him because he saw something in him and wanted him to join the army and his program “to use my life for them.”

Okafor walks up to Rick again and stoops down to say the line heard in the TWD series finale “There’s no escape for the living.” And Rick looks up at him like he wants to rip out his jugular.

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Okafor says he left a uniform in Rick's apartment and adds “It’s time to accept things for what they are. It cost your hand last time. Next time it’s your life. Do something with it.” And as Rick sits against the wall breathing and upset he just looks so empty and exasperated by this existence. 😔

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Then he walks back to his apartment, scowling and covered in blood. Seeing Rick walk around like this, you can see how consignees and CRM folk might view him solely as a crazy gruff intimidating guy even tho we know him as having the biggest heart.

Rick takes note of a helicopter flying off with chlorine bombs and then Pearl Thorne makes her more official introduction to TOWL when she tosses a glass at Rick's feet, to which I was like, Thorne...

Pearl basically thanks Rick for showing her she can’t get away from this place and Rick just stays quiet as he walks back to his apartment as it's clear these two don't yet have a bond.

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Then in a moment of some excellent silent acting, Rick returns to the apartment and sees the CRM uniform on the table. He looks back out at the cold view from his window and I definitely get the sense that he loathes seeing that view every day. It's a reminder that he’s so far from home.

Rick proceeds to lean against the wall and then sits against it going through a gamut of emotions and walking the thin tightrope of sanity.

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He first closes his eyes and takes a deep breath and then he starts to laugh to himself before putting his hand to his head like he’s nursing a headache of conflicting thoughts and frustrations.

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He stands up and looks at the CRM gear and then angrily tosses the whole table and uniform showing he still wants to refuse to accept this fate. The poor man is going through it, and all alone. 🥺

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It's clear Rick hates so much about this place and the way it's kept him from the family that he needs to live. At this rate, I was like my gosh for Rick’s sake I hope there’s been at least one thing lighthearted in his life here because so much of his situation is depressing and heavy. And sure enough, there is at least one lighthearted aspect to Rick's time here and he goes by the name of Esteban Garcia. 👌🏽😌

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the-colourful-witch · 3 months ago

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i'd love to know more about astrid cresswell if you're willing to tell us more. such as her family, is she dirk cresswell's daughter? what's her wand like? what year was she born? etc

Hiya! I can't believe you found her! I forgot I shared an illustration of Astrid on my page a long time ago :) Astrid Cresswell is my OC. And yes, I did take inspiration for her name from Dirk Cresswell, who is an Auror at the Ministry. He was one of the Aurors who was supposed to arrest Dumbledore if I remember correctly. In Order of the Phoenix. The two of them have no relation, actually. I took the last name when I was toying with the idea of her being the daughter of Dirk, but I went in a different direction. The last name kind of stuck, oops :) Anyway! Astrid!

Astrid is a Slytherin, in the same year as Fred and George (born 1978). My story for her is:

She was raised by her dad, who is a Healer at St Mungo's, in the permanent ward. Her mother was a Muggle, who died in childbirth. Robb Cresswell, Astrid's father, never told his girlfriend he was a Wizard. Astrid grew up with her dad, who was always working. They lived in the hillside village of Ottery St Catchpole where a few more magical families were housed in the hills. Robb regularly dropped Astrid off at the Weasleys, where Molly was more than happy to look after Astrid when he went to work. And so Astrid grew up with her two best friends: Fred and George Weasley. But that friendship didn't last very long after Astrid got sorted into Slytherin House. From that moment on, Astrid and the twins became rivals. They will do anything to destroy each other, both on and off the Quidditch pitch.

Astrid is a Chaser, the only girl on the Slytherin team. She's constantly dealing with Marcus Flint's sexist antics but is determined to play. She has something to prove, after all. Her patronus is a fox and her wand is 9 1/2 inches, Aspen wood with a dragon heartstring core. It stylishly resembles ivory; excellent for duelling and charm-casting. It's a wand made for revolutionaries but can be temperamentful, reacting to uncontrolled emotions. Astrid has two best friends: Maeve and Dorian, both Slytherins in her year. Dorian plays on the Quidditch team with her, as a Beater. He wants to be an Auror, like his father John Dawlish and is ahead of everyone in their class in all subjects. Maeve is the oldest of seven girls and the only one sorted into Slytherin. Hogwarts is the only place where she doesn't have to be a parent to her sisters. She enjoys reading and is Captain of the chess club. Oh, and she has a pet: a tubby black and white cat named Tibo. Tibo likes treats and scratches behind his ears. He has one of those loud purrs.

Astrid herself has a toad, which is a surprisingly uncool pet for a girl of her status. He's called Samuel the Second. You don't want to know what happened to the first. Sebastian usually hangs out in Astrid's room, but she takes him with her to the greenhouses sometimes when she's doing extra credit work. And Astrid is popular! After finding out she wasn't ever going to fit in with her Gryffindor friends (not really friends anymore), she decided to really embrace the Slytherin identity. She is clever and cunning. She knows how to get what she wants. To everyone who does not know her, she is perfect. Prefect, Quidditch player, star student. Behind the scenes, it's a little more rough... But she tries. She wants to become a Healer, after a successful Quidditch career, of course.

I am still figuring out Astrid's story, but it's fun for me to work on her every now and then. I admit, it's been a while. I dream of writing a fic for her one day, but I am not much of a writer. I start with something and then I can't finish, because I get distracted and instead draw my characters. What can I say, I like to draw! Maybe one day I'll actually finish a first draft :)

(an older version of Astrid - I don't love how I drew this)

I would like to share some more OC work in the future, but it's been a while since I worked on my characters. All the existing HP characters take up a lot of my time at the moment. One day :) I hope you like this. I'm happy to answer more questions if you have them <3

Magical wishes, Fleur

Some more earlier concepts of Astrid..

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ashleyfilm · 1 month ago

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Seeing Clearly - Chapter. 12 The Millers

Hi Everyone! This is the end of our main story. There will be an epilogue and maybe some follow up one shots, especially if anyone wants to request that. Thanks to everyone who has interacted, reblogged, liked, and commented. This is my first fan fiction and it's been such a joy to write and to post. Love you all! There is a character name reveal (it's pretty obvious sorry) and the fluff in this one is real. Unrealistic happy ending for Peepaw Joel and Ash.

Chapter Warnings: FLUFF (so much it'll make you sick), angst, cursing, smut, spanking, squirting, unprotected PIV, oral female and male receiving, all consensual - Minors - DNI

Characters: Jackson!Joel Miller x F!OC Plus Size

Chapter Summary: The newest Miller is born. You and Joel finally get on the same page. 4.9K

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Chapter 12. The Millers

“Shh, it’s okay little baby. Yeah, see, let me hand you to your big, strong Uncle Joel,” you coo and smile brightly as you pass the most perfect little baby girl you’ve ever held into Joel’s waiting arms. “Hi little angel, she looks just like Maria, thank God,” Joel says shooting you a wink and a smirk that says, ‘watch this’ as Tommy says, “HEY! I heard that!” from the kitchen.

It’s been a few days since the baby was born and you’ve been sleeping on the couch at Maria and Tommy’s taking shifts looking after their new little one. You and Joel hadn’t been able to be alone or talk much at all. Just exchanging glances and quick kisses in the hallway when no one was around.

“Hey,” Joel whisper shouts and then grabs your hand when you come out of the bathroom and pulls you to him. “Hi,” you whisper back, smiling up at him. He pulls you in for a kiss, its chaste and sweet but it still makes butterflies erupt in your stomach. Then he pulls you into a hug, his arms around your shoulders and yours around his middle. He hides his face in your neck and breathes you in. You’re certain you don’t smell great, no shower for a couple of days, dealing with newborn baby things you won’t mention by name, but Joel relaxes into the hug with a sigh of pure contentment. Tommy walks around the corner and you jump apart. “Well, don’t let me interrupt,” he says with a wink and Joel flips him the bird. Those moments are few and far between, always interrupted by someone in the Miller family and don’t lead to any talk of substance. Just stolen kisses and embraces that feel like you’re flying.

Back in the living room, Maria sits in the big cozy chair, smiling Joel holding the baby, while Ellie sits on the couch with her pad and colored pencils. Ellie says excitedly, “Okay, okay, I’ve waited long enough, what’s her name so I can draw this sign for her room!” Tommy walks into the room and stands next to Maria smiling down at her, encouraging her to tell everyone with a nod. Joel sits down next to Ellie with the baby in his arms and you stand next to the fireplace.

Maria finally speaks, “Okay, well, her name is Chloe…Sarah Miller.” The room goes quiet, your heart beats in your chest and tears form in your eyes, everyone looks to Joel, who is looking down at Chloe as a smile forms on his face, “Hey Chloe.” You want to run to him but this thing with you and he is all so new and so instead you’re frozen in place. “Your cousin, Sarah would have loved you so much, and now you share her name, little baby. And your other cousin, Ellie is gonna take good care of you your whole life, okay?” Ellie is holding tears back now too. Tommy and Maria look at each other with smiles. Joel looks up at you a tear streaming down his cheek but a big smile on his face as he says, “Chloe Sarah Miller, how about that? Thank you, Tommy, thank you, Maria. She’s perfect.” He wipes his cheek and laughs a little at himself. Tommy speaks then, “Well, Chloe, I think you’ve got your grumpy Uncle Joel wrapped around your finger, huh?” Joel takes the baby and passes her to Maria for a feeding, then Joel stands up and gives Tommy a bear hug and the two of them walk outside to the front porch all smiles.

Overwhelmed with all the emotion in the air, you retreat to the kitchen and sit down to get a moment to yourself. You think of all the things that have happened in the last few days. It’s all good stuff but it’s a lot. You feel like you have whiplash, and you’re afraid everything is going to come crashing down around you. Joel will decide he doesn’t want you and he’ll push you away. You’ll lose all this. Ellie, Maria, Tommy and Chloe. A family. You haven’t had a family in over 20 years, and when you were captured by the raiders you didn’t have time to think about what family would feel like anymore, you were living moment to moment trying to survive. For this to be taken from you now, you don’t think you could survive it.

You start to hear voices coming from the front porch, Joel and Tommy talking. “You two look mighty cozy, big brother,” Tommy says, and you can hear the smile in his voice. Joel scoffs, “Tommy, it’s early. You need to keep your mouth shut, I don’t even know what’s going on, so I don’t need you guessin’ and making assumptions.” Tommy sighs, “Joel, listen to me, you’ve got somethin’ good goin’ with her, don’t ruin this for yourself. You seem happy, different, it’s a good thing.” It’s quiet for a moment until Joel speaks again, “I wouldn’t go that far, but I heard what you said, now drop it. Focus on bein’ a father to that baby of yours.” You feel your heart lurch in your chest. He doesn’t know what’s going on? What the fuck? Just a few days ago he confessed his affections for you, he looked you in the eye, and you thought, he might have been about to tell you he, that he, fuck, you’re so stupid. You had to get out of there, as soon as Tommy walks in the front door you have your boots pulled on, still unlaced but you hightail it out of there towards your apartment.

Joel stands and calls out to you, “Hey, Ash, where the hell are you going?” When you don’t respond he looks at Tommy, who shakes his head, “She heard you, you asshole, you better go make it right. You can lie to me about how you feel but you better tell her the truth and soon.” Joel nods slowly and takes off after you. Before you can reach the main street, he’s caught up to you. Damn your short legs. You stop when he grabs your arm gently and turns you to him. “Joel, I don’t want to hear it. One second you want me, the next you’re not sure what’s going on with us. I don’t think you understand how much your words and actions affect me. It’s not worth it. It hurts too much. I can’t have you wake up one day and decide I don’t matter,” your voice breaks and tears flood your eyes.

Joel grabs your face in his hands. “Ash, stop, baby listen. I don’t want Tommy in my business, what you heard was just what I was sayin’ to him to get him off my back. With the baby comin’, you and I haven’t had a chance to talk about this,” he gestures between you and himself. “And I wanted you to know before Tommy. You need to hear it first.” He wipes the tears from your eyes with his thumbs and smiles at you. You smile back, hopeful, scared, excited. Joel swallows, takes a deep breath and continues, “I love you. I’m so sorry it took me this lo—.” You shush him putting your fingers to his lips and closing your eyes as you whisper, “Say that again, Joel.” You feel him smile under your fingers and he whispers, “I love you.” Then he says it again, “I love you,” with a kiss, “I love you.” He puts his forehead to yours and you open your eyes as you say, “I love you, Joel. I think I always have.” He smiles big this time and so do you, and you kiss him again.

After a moment of stillness, togetherness, he says, “Come with me.” He grabs your tiny hand in his and walks you back to Tommy and Maria’s. He opens the door and leads you in with a hand at the small of your back. When you enter the living room, Tommy holding baby Chloe, Ellie drawing her name on her pad of paper, Maria knitting a blanket, they all look up expectantly. Joel takes your hand again and clears his throat, you have no idea what the fuck is going on but you’re along for the ride, whatever it is. Ellie breaks the silence, “What the fuck, Joel?” Joel scowls at her, “Ellie, language. Um, okay. I’m in love with Ash. I needed to tell her before anyone else, but I need her to know that we’re all on the same page here. I’m in love with her and she’s going to move back in with us, Ellie, if that’s okay with you. Even if it’s not okay with you, we’ll talk about it till it is because it’s happening. Everyone clear on this?” Maria smirks into her knitting needles, Ellie’s mouth is basically on the floor, Tommy can’t help the laugh that escapes him, and your cheeks are red. Then he does something you would never expect, he grabs your face and kisses you and says, “I love you, baby. And now everyone who matters knows. Wanna move in with me?” Chloe pipes in now with an incredibly adorable coo/giggle. And then everyone laughs except you and Joel who can’t stop smiling and looking into each other’s eyes.

Joel speaks again since you don’t respond, driving the point home, “I want everyone to know because I’m not letting one more stupid thing I do stop us from bein’ together. I wanna make you happy; I wanna make you laugh; I wanna make you smile. I wanna make you feel safe, every day and every night.” Ellie wolf whistles at that and Tommy smacks her on the back of the head lightly. “I want everyone in this town to know you’re mine and I’m all yours. So, again, will you move in with me?” You look around at everyone, they’re all waiting with bated breath. Then you look back up at Joel, his eyes, they’re always the key to unlocking him and right now, they’re hopeful and nervous and joyful and so you say, “Yes, Joel. I’ll move in with you, if it’s okay with Ellie.” Ellie speaks up, “Fine by me, just don’t be so loud that I can hear you out back, barf.” Another swat from Tommy. Joel looks happier than you’ve ever seen him, he kisses you again and says, “Okay, let’s go get your stuff.” You laugh, “What, right now?” He looks at you confused, “Uh, yeah, now, what… you need to wait till your lease is up?” You smirk at him then direct your attention to the others in the room, “Okay, we’ll be back in a little while, I guess. Are you all gonna be fine without us?” Maria and Tommy look at each other and smirk then Maria speaks, “You two lovebirds take your time, we’ll be here.” She winks at you and your cheeks go red again. Ellie gets up and hugs you and you look at Joel shocked, he smiles at you and then brings you both into his arms. Ellie yelps, “Ugh, our first family hug, I may die of cheesiness.” She starts to push you both away, “Mom, Dad, let go! Go “move in” we all know that’s just code for doin’ it.” Joel smiles, winks at you and says, “Oh no, babe, she cracked the code.” A resounding boo comes from Maria, Tommy and Ellie chimes in, Joel puts his arm around your shoulder and walks you out the front door.

“Baby,” Joel whispers and you look up at his beautiful face, “we are gonna move your stuff, but it was also code because I’m gonna make love to you till you beg me to stop.” You feel slick pooling in between your legs just at his voice and his words. “Okay,” you say to him with a coy smile. He looks serious and says, “Okay, what?” “Okay…Daddy?” you respond. His eyes roll in the back of his head in pleasure, and he kisses your temple, with a grunt and sighs, “Good girl. Look, I love you, honey. I’m not going anywhere; I’ll prove it to you every day till you believe it.” You breathe in his perfect scent and look into his eyes again before saying, “I believe it, Joel. But you can keep proving it too me, that sounds nice.” “I’ll prove it to you in some not so nice ways too, baby,” he says with a growl. “I like the sound of that too, Mr. Miller,” you tell him with a wink. “Alright then, let’s get you home,” with that Joel puts his hand in your back right pocket and walks you back down to main street to your temporary home.

You put the last of your things in a box to carry back to Joel’s house. All that was left was the black wolf Joel gave to you. He holds it in his hands as you walk over to him. You wrap your arms around him and give him a squeeze, he puts an arm around your shoulders holding you close and says, “You know I knew I loved you the night I painted this. It only took a few days to figure it out.” You hummed in response and let him keep talking. “I thought I was done feelin’ this way, I didn’t think I could fall in love anymore. And then you upend my life, how dare you?” he says with a twinkle in his eyes. “You said you liked it and soon as you got upstairs, I painted it. I didn’t even think I’d ever give it to you. Didn’t think I could ever be enough for you. I still don’t think I am.” You smack him on the ass in irritation at the thought, but he continues, “That mornin’ that we kissed, I’ve never wanted anyone more in my life than in that moment. And that’s what scared me. I shouldn’t be allowed to want somethin’ so much. Certainly, shouldn’t be allowed to have it.” He sighs, “But…I couldn’t help puttin’ this wolf with your things before you left. Couldn’t watch you leave though, too painful.” He squeezes you a little tighter, touching your face with the wolf in his hands softly, “I will never stop being sorry for hurtin’ you, Ash. I, I thought I was doin’ what was best, but I know now that staying away from you just hurt you more. I swear to you, I’ll never do it again. I’m right here, by your side, till the end.”

You press a kiss to the wolf and look up at Joel, his eyes are wet, and so are yours. “Joel, I really do forgive you. And I love my wolf. Actually…,” your cheeks turn pink, “the night you came here to talk to me and then you heard me, you know,” Joel looks at you with a smirk and a questioning look in his eyes now, “I actually used the wolf… down there, I don’t know what came over me.” He closes his eyes and holds the wolf a little tighter biting his lip to hold in a groan of pleasure. “Well, baby, we might just have to use it again sometime. But for now,” he says while he puts the wolf away in the box on the dresser, “I want ya all to myself. One more time, in this bed, a goodbye to our temporary time apart.” Joel turns back to you and takes your face in his hands and presses his lips to yours in a perfectly slow kiss.

Joel starts to pull up the hem of your shirt, “Can I take this off, baby?” You nod looking in his eyes, he slowly starts to pull all your clothes from you while you unbutton his flannel and move to his belt. In moments, you both stand in front of each other unclothed, taking in each other’s bodies. You touch first, touching shaking fingers to the scars littering Joel’s chest and stomach. Joel then touches you, putting a hand on your neck and running it down your collarbone to your breast that’s heaving with your quick breathing. His other hand petting your lovehandle and running down to your hip. He reaches for your ass and pulls you close to him. “Baby, you are perfect. I love every inch of this body of yours. Fuck, do you see what you do to me,” he groans as he pushes your head to look down at his rock-hard cock that’s pressing into your tummy.

You spit in you palm and take him in your hand. You hand is comically small compared to the size of him and you put your other hand in Joel’s, using him to help you down to your knees. Joel bites his bottom lip, looking down at you with adoration. “Baby, you don’t-,” his breath hitches in his throat as you take him into your mouth. His eyes close shut as you hum around his length. His hand flies to your hair, holding you in place. As he opens his eyes, he locks them with yours and a whimper flies from him. “Never seen anythin’ so pretty,” he barely gets the words out and you take him as far into your throat as you can while you cup his balls lightly. “Oh, fuck, baby, all the way? You takin’ all of me in your throat? Baby. God, s'perfect. Unnnggg. Baby, stop, stop, it’s so good, gonna make me come too soon,” he says brokenly, tapping your head lightly to get you to stop. You pull your mouth away, frowning, tears springing from your eyes. Joel smiles at your frown, “Oh, s'it make you sad not to have your mouth full of my cock, baby?” “Mmm hhm,” you say fighting a smile as Joel pulls you back up to standing.

You wince, “I’m gonna need a pillow for my knees next time, I’m not as spry as I used to be.” Joel chuckles as he takes off your glasses and sets them down on the nightstand, “You’re amazing, that was plenty spry, and I’ll make it my mission to find a knee pillow for just that purpose.” You smile up at him, a tinge of embarrassment colors your cheeks. “Hey, come here,” Joel commands as he pulls your mouth to his kissing you passionately, asking for more, more, more with his hands and his tongue. He tastes perfectly Joel, a flavor you’ve come to recognize and crave. He gently lays you down on the bed sideways, while he remains standing. He maneuvers your legs straight in the air resting on his chest and pulls your ass against the top of his thighs. He takes his fingers and slides them against your folds and groans, “I just knew you’d be soaked, always so wet for me, aren’t you, baby?” You whimper beneath him as he lines up his cock with your entrance and enters you slowly, relishing in every feeling, every touch of your bodies coming together. It's heaven. Nothing and no one has ever made you feel this good.

You moan so loudly and gutturally, overwhelmed with the size of Joel and the pleasure he’s giving you. Joel’s eyes turn black as he fucks into you slow and deep, “The fucking sounds you make drive me out of my mind.” You respond, your voice already raspy, “Don’t hold back, Joel, I can take it, give it to me.” Joel’s eyes widen at that, and he increases his pace and intensity to a level you’ve never experienced. “You want me to fuck you hard, baby, I can do that,” he says breathing heavily over you. “Oh. My. God. Joel. Fuck. Don’t stop. It’s. So. Good.” Almost every word bursting from you with every thrust he makes. “Daddy, it feels, oh god. Spank me, please, Joel,” he looks at you with a wicked smile, “I knew you liked it.” And he surprises you still with a hard smack to your left ass cheek, then tickles his fingers up the back of your thighs. It feels so good the pain and then the tenderness. You want him to just take full control of you. Before you can think too much on that, he smacks your right cheek, tickling up your thigh. His voice breaks as he says, “God, you love it, your perfect cunt squeezin’ so hard every time, ugh.” You feel yourself coming apart completely as you warn him, “Joel, oh, I’m, I’m, I’m gonna come, Joel oh fuck, oh Daddy!” Joel takes his fingers and presses them to your clit right as you come undone, and you feel a splash as you squirt liquid onto Joel’s thighs and the floor. You’ve never experienced this before. You didn’t even know it was possible. It felt so good, so intense and animalistic, like your body was pushed to its absolute limit in that moment. Joel keeps fucking into you as you ride your high, “Oh my god, you did so good, look at that, made a mess everywhere. Fuck, baby, you fucking squirted, good girl, that’s so good.” He starts to slow as you seem to get overwhelmed. He kisses your foot down to your ankle as he pulls out of you, still hard as steel, dripping with evidence of your pleasure, he looks like some kind of god.

He pushes you further into the bed and lays your head on the pillow as he joins you. Pulling you close to him and kissing you incessantly and he speaks between kisses, “Baby, have you done that before?” You shake your head, and he continues, “Wow, fuck, it was amazing, did it feel good?” You nod, still incoherent and coming back down to Planet Earth. He pets your head and rubs his hand up and down your body, touching you sweetly, “I love you so much, I think you and I were made to fuck, I mean it.” You start to giggle at that, still out of breath till you finally say, “I think so too, god, Joel, you’re incredible.” Joel laughs at that and begins to climb down the bed and in between your legs, leaving a trail of kisses down your body till he’s kissing your mound just above your pussy. You speak a little panicked, “Joel, you don’t have to-, oh god, Joel.” He pushes his tongue directly into your slick hole as deep as he can, moaning and humming filling your cunt with tingles and vibrations and suction, driving you out of your mind. “I had to taste you baby, just needed a little taste of her,” he tells you from between your legs, and all you see is his hair peeking out over your belly because you can’t lift your head at all.

“Just a little though,” he says, and you whine at the loss while he kisses his way back up your body, making quite a long stop at your breasts where he bites and sucks marks all over your chest. “Mine,” he says either to your tits or to himself, you’re not sure but it makes you smile all the same. When he gets up to your face he says, “Open.” You immediately obey and he spits into your mouth, “Taste yourself.” Then he licks into your mouth and kisses you mixing his spit, yours and your come all together for you to enjoy. “I need you,” you squeak out. “Make love to me, Joel. Please,” you beg, and Joel enters you quickly. “Anything you ask me for, I’ll give you,” Joel moans out and then he puts his forehead to yours and slowly thrusts and grinds himself into you. You feel his weight all over you and in you and your eyes never leave his. “I love you, Joel,” you say as tears start to form in your eyes. “I love you, Ash,” Joel says, his eyes glassy too. “You want to know my real name?” you ask with a small smile, moaning at the way he pushes into you deeper at the question. “You were actually really close, it’s, fuckkk,” you scream, he’s just so big, “It’s Ashley.” Joel laughs and stills his movement, “Damn, Ashley, I was so close.” He picks up speed now and kisses you deeply before saying, “Ashley, its beautiful, fuck, Ashley, Ashley, Ashley, I love you, Ashley. Fuck, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna fill you up, Ashley. You want that?” “Yes, Joel, I need it, please.” “Oh, here it comes, ugh, baby, Ashley, you feel so good, I love you,” he’s yelling at this point and spills his hot come into you. After a few seconds he hasn’t stopped, “Oh god, I’m still coming, fuck, I have so much for you, Ashley. Fuck. Look what you do to me, take it baby, take all of it, it’s yours.” You squeeze his biceps as you come again, “I love you, Joel, I love you so much.”

Many moments later, the two of you are wrapped around each other, Joel is playing with your hair, and you are running you hand along his hip and outer thigh. “Baby?” you ask, and just hums in response, “Can you keep my real name a secret, I only want you to know.” He speaks slowly, pulling you tighter to him, “It’s our little secret, baby.” Before you can drift off to sleep, Joel takes you in the shower to clean up, unfortunately, you get dirty again in the show with Joel fucking you from behind. And then you clean up again. Then you get dressed and walk your boxes back to Joel and Ellie’s house, your house too now. As you pass, people in town notice the two of you and whisper to each other. You’ve both been a little dramatic since you met, and the town’s been guessing on the will they/won’t they of it all like you were part of some old sitcom. Well, they will. You and Joel, and you’re proud to walk with him and have people know.

When you get to the house you find Ellie setting the table for three for dinner. You put the boxes down by the stairs and pull out the wolf to place back on the mantle where you originally saw it. Booping it on the nose as you do. Joel smiles warmly at you. You smile back at him. Ellie makes a coughing sound to get your attention, “Hey lovebirds, stop it. I got dinner from the food hall, figured you’d be hungry after whatever it is you did all afternoon, please don’t tell me anything.” You go over and hug the little gremlin of a teenager and say, “Thank you, Els, that’s really nice of you.” She hugs you back then pushes you to sit so she can serve you, “Yeah, yeah, I just figured it would be a nice welcome home dinner or whatever.” You look up at Joel trying to control the tears that are building in your eyes. Ellie speaks again, “Okay, it’s not that big of a deal, I just picked it up and brought it here, relax.” You put your hand over your mouth and Joel sits down at the head of the table next to you looking at you when he speaks to Ellie, “You did good, kid. Thanks.” Ellie goes on to serve the meal and fill your glasses, you eat as a family, laughing, asking Ellie about her friends, talking about baby Chloe. Ellie even talks about Dina and Joel looks at you with affection, you both knowing that Ellie is embarking on her own love story now too. Joel suggests Dina come to dinner next Friday and Ellie agrees, her cheeks red. After everything you’ve all lost, it’s amazing what you’ve found here together in the end.

That night, you and Joel get ready for bed side by side, brushing your teeth but smiling at each other as you do. Changing into sleep clothes, Joel’s happy to learn that you sleep in just panties, which you’re only doing now because you feel safe enough sleeping with him next to you. You do keep one of his t-shirts on the nightstand just in case. When you move to put the t-shirt there, you see the copy of No Country for Old Men laying there, you pick it up and thumb through it. Joel speaks up, “I’m about halfway,” and you hmm in response. “Second read through,” he adds. And a smile forms on your lips. He smiles up at you, “Think I’m gonna keep it here, for sentimental reasons. Think I’ll get fined by the sexy Librarian?” He pulls you to lay your head on his chest, your arm across his torso and your leg tangled between his. You giggle and say, “I have an in with her, I think I can get her to cut you some slack.” He chuckles and presses a kiss to your head and whispers, “’Night, my love.” You smile into his chest, and he smiles too. “Night, Joel,” you whisper back. You’re both asleep within minutes. And you never have another nightmare as long as Joel is sleeping next to you and neither does he.

The next morning you wake up more refreshed than you’ve felt in decades. Joel’s warmth surrounding you, his light snore comforting you like a noise machine. He feels you stirring and starts to stir as well. You try to pull yourself from him, but he squeezes you tighter. “Jooooooel, I need to pee,” you whine as he starts to kiss your skin any part his lips can reach. “Unnnnng, okay baby, go ahead,” he says loosening his grip but quickly pulls you back again. You giggle and a chuckle rumbles from deep in Joel’s chest. He actually lets you go now. You take a breath looking in the mirror as you wash your hands. You barely recognize the woman you see. She’s so happy. It makes you smile, then you see the marks on your breasts, light purple and blue bruises, evidence of Joel, you run your finger over the marks lovingly.

You hear a grunt coming from the bedroom, you walk towards the door calling out for Joel and open the door. “Joel, are you, oh my god.” There’s Joel in his little black boxer briefs and a smile on one knee, hence the grunt, holding a gold band with a small, beautiful diamond on it. “Ashley, baby, ever since I met you, you’ve opened me up,” Joel says, shifting his back knee around. You rush to him, “Joel, baby, stand up.” You help him stand, “Okay, continue,” you say tears filling your eyes. He holds your hand smiling at you, “You pulled me out of a hole I was hiding in. You are everything to me, I never want to be without you for the rest of my days. I want to love you forever. You wanna be an official Miller? Marry me?” You kiss him deeply, tears running down your cheeks. “Yes, Joel, I really do want to marry you. I want to be a Miller.” He smiles at you and kisses you, putting the ring on your finger, it fits perfectly. “Joel, I can’t believe you, where did you find this?” “Found it on patrol about a month ago, after we went on patrol the first time. And something told me to keep it,” Joel says as he kisses you again. “Mrs. Miller, sounds pretty good,” Joel says wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight. “I love you, Joel.” He smiles into your hair and whispers it back to you, never letting you go.

The End.

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links-crosses-multiverse · 1 month ago

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Welcome to my Whumptober Prompt challenge! I know it's a day to late but I hope you still like it. I've put together a unique set of prompts for anyone who loves diving into the emotional intensity of angst, hurt/comfort, and character-driven storytelling. These prompts are designed to explore a variety of scenarios where characters are pushed to their limits—whether it's physical, emotional, or psychological.

1. A Chain of Sorrow – When one of the heroes falls in battle, the group struggles to carry on.

2. Silent Nights, Heavy Hearts – The heroes take shelter, but memories of their past haunt them.

3. Lost in Time – Wild accidentally triggers a time rift, sending the heroes into an alternate timeline.

4. A Hero’s Funeral – After one of the group sacrifices himself, the heroes give him a proper send-off.

5. Echoes of the Past – Each hero must confront the ghosts of their past lives.

6. Shelter from the Storm – Forced to take refuge, the heroes share stories of home and family.

7. The Last Breath of Twilight – Twilight faces a moment of reckoning with Midna.

8. Unspoken Words – Warriors and Time finally confront the tension between them.

9. A Cup of Peace – A rare peaceful morning as the heroes bond over breakfast.

10. Resting Place – Four leads the group to an ancient ruin that holds an unexpected surprise.

11. Not All Heroes Return – Legend goes missing after a battle, and the group fears the worst.

12. Home is a Battlefield – The heroes encounter familiar enemies, but this time, they're fighting to protect each other.

13. Stars Above, Darkness Below – Wind is haunted by memories of the Great Sea as the group travels through dark waters.

14. Scars We Don't Speak Of – Each hero reveals the price they paid to become a legend.

15. A Hero’s Resolve – Sky steps up to make a hard decision, one that could cost him everything.

16. When the Light Fades – Time faces a foe too powerful to defeat, and it’s up to the others to save him.

17. Midnight Shadows – Twilight is trapped in the Twilight Realm and must rely on the others to pull him out.

18. Bonds Forged in Flame – A dangerous fire forces the heroes to work together in new ways.

19. The Wolf's Lament – Twilight is injured in battle and the Chain must carry on without him.

20. In the Hands of Fate – The heroes are separated, each facing their own trials alone.

21. Lullaby of the Lost – Wind remembers Aryll and his childhood on Outset Island.

22. Broken, But Not Beaten – After a devastating defeat, the heroes regroup, determined to fight on.

23. A Hero’s Burden – Time carries the weight of being a leader, but it starts to crack him.

24. The Heart of Courage – Four must choose between his friends and his destiny as a hero.

25. Tears in the Rain – Hyrule is forced to face his past as a healer, where not everyone could be saved.

26. Shattered Shields – In a fierce battle, the group’s defenses break, and a beloved hero falls.

27. Rest for the Weary – The group finds an unexpected haven, giving them a moment of solace and vulnerability.

28. Falling Stars, Broken Hearts – Sky watches as Fi fades away once again.

29. Of Wolves and Heroes, the Blood Moon - Twilight’s dual identity as a wolf causes friction within the group, because of the blood moon.

30. Where the Wildflowers Bloom – Wild takes the group to a special place in Hyrule where he finds peace.

31. The Last Legend – When all hope seems lost, Legend, reminds them why they fight.

Feel free to join in and create alongside me! Whether you enjoy writing, drawing, or any other form of creative expression, these prompts are open for everyone to interpret and bring to life. Let’s share in the drama, pain, and healing together!

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tired-teacher-blog · 7 months ago

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Characters : Tattoo artist Aizawa/ Florist fem reader

Featuring : Eri/ Hizashi Yamada/ Nemuri Kayama/ Oboro Shirakumo/ Emi Fukukado

Warnings and Genre : Fluff/ Romance/ Smut and Angst in future chapters/ Multi Chaptered Story

Summary : In a desperate attempt to get closer to the tattoo artist dominating every speck of your brain, you decide to pay him a visit one evening as a client seeking his service. This encounter will prove to be the beginning of something much bigger between you two, but will this new found passion be enough to stand against the difficulties your future holds?

Notes : Loosely inspired by this/ Art below is by the wonderful @/ael-draw who gifted me this gorgeous piece.

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Chapter Count : Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5 • Part 6 • Part 7 • Part 8 • Part 9 • Part 10 • Part 11

_ "I was so excited today when dad told me you were coming!" little Eri squeals enthusiastically while holding your hand and jumping with every word.

_ "I wouldn't have missed it for the world, we'll have lots of fun right?" you respond with the same level of excitement before picking her up in your arms and twirling her around as lively giggles escaped you both.

_ "Alright don't move, stay like that for a moment." your boyfriend appears with his camera in hand, ready to snap yet another photo of the two of you.

It's a habit of his, capturing moments like this to keep as a memory, and printing them out to frame, and you've grown so used to it that sometimes you strike a pose without waiting for him to ask.

_ "Good job girls, you look beautiful," he smiles dotingly before tucking his camera away and joining you, "dinner is ready." he announces with a smile before planting a soft kiss on his daughter's cheek, and another on your lips, lingering a bit until hearing Eri's playful protests.

You can never explain or understand how, but moments like this, when you're together with them, talking, laughing, playing, without a care in the world, moments like this are what makes you the happiest, so if heaven ever existed, then this is yours.

_ "This tastes so good Shouta, you did wonderful." your eyes widen in surprise as you take your first bite.

_ "That's right dad! Good job." little Eri chimes in with an adorable little giggle lacing her words.

This is shaping up to be a wonderful evening that both you and your boyfriend desperatly needed, especially after the hell you've been in for weeks..

You needn't think of that right now, you will at least have a little peace of mind tonight.

The doorbell suddenly rings once, one loud ding that interrupts your happy chattering and gets you all snapping your heads up in surprise.

_ "I'll see who it is." your boyfriend announces with a smile before setting down his half empty glass of water and standing up to do just that.

Your eyes shift to little Eri who seems uninterested in the newcomer as she carried on with her meal, unlike you who are now wondering who it might be.

It's possible that this is one of his friends, he did take the day off -as did you- to spend it whole with both Eri and yourself, so maybe something happened at work that he needed to learn about.

_ "Oh hello."

That voice, it's strange, yet so familiar, who does it belong to? If only you had the guts to look up and see who's looming over you right now.

_ "So we meet again, flower girl."

There it is, the same condescending tone that's been hunting you for weeks, you know whose it is, but refuse to believe it.

_ "That's enough Emi!"

Only now did you finally lift your head up to see the furious look in your boyfriend's eyes as he glared at the same beautiful woman who visited you a few weeks ago, and whom you wished to never see again.

_ "H.. hi, nice to see you again." you hurriedly stand up and bow to the woman who doesn't reciprocate the gesture.

Her name catches your attention though, Emi.. you could swear you've heard it before, but can't for the life of you remember anything about it.

Aizawa pushes his way between the two of you and gently holds your hands, the frightening expression of earlier is now replaced with a soft one , and it makes you feel secure despite the situation, "would you please take Eri to her room? I'll explain everything later."

You do not question him, and simply nod in approval before extending your hand to a confused Eri, whose innocent eyes kept traveling between the three adults surrounding her..

_ "Aren't you going to ask?" you hear the smirk in her question even with your back facing them both, but you keep a steady step towards Eri's room because you know you weren't the one meant to respond.

Aizawa says nothing too, not before making sure you've disappeared behind Eri's door, and then you hear it:

_ "You tracked her down? What is it you want exactly?" his voice reaches you clearly, even though you aren't in the same room as them anymore.

He sounds furious and it's scary, where did your gentle boyfriend disappear? There is obviously so much you don't know about their past, and the realization is making you feel like a total stranger.

_ "You know exactly what I want so don't play dumb with me! You went ahead and got yourself a little plaything after I entrusted you with our daughter! How could you expose her to that?"

Of course, it's Eri's mother, that's why her name sounded familiar, it's because Shouta had told you about her before.

_ "What's going on? What does that woman want with dad?" Eri's sweet and worried voice brings you back to reality, it isn't the time for self-pity, because this clueless little girl who -by the looks of it- is unaware that she was in the presence of her mother only moments ago, is in need of some reassurance right now, and it's your job to provide.

_ "Oh this is just a grown-ups discussion, it's nothing to worry about sweetie I promise," you bend down to her level and smile through your lie before carrying on, "how about we watch a few more episodes of your favorite show? We can do it on my phone."

_ "Really?! Yes let's do it!" her attention immediately shifts towards the new topic as she starts jumping in excitement, and her innocence melts your heart.

You tuck her in bed and take a seat at the edge of it before handing her your phone and connecting it to her headset, she doesn't need to hear any of the arguments outside, you on the other hand, are understandably restless, but still keep your calm demeanor in front of her..

_ "You can see her whenever you want, I already told you this, but I will never give her up." he sounds more hurt than upset, and it breaks your heart to pieces.

_ "I just.. I don't want to lose either one of you again, Shouta please, can't you give me another chance? If not for me, then at least for our daughter's sake."

Another chance..

Her words felt like acid poured in your ears, and you cannot bring yourself to hear his response.

You press your hands to your ears as your mind turned into a tangled mess, what if he says yes? It would be perfect for all of them actually, especially for little Eri who would finally have her mom around like she deserves, but where would that leave you?

You glance at the sweet girl leaning her head on your shoulder, and wonder if it's your place to be in her room right now when her mother isn't, maybe it was never your place to begin with, you have been longing for somewhere to belong and someone to love until you met him, and it felt perfect, too good to be true in fact, but maybe that's just what it is.. too good to be true.

If there is a way for them to be happy together, then what gives you the right to selfishly take it away?

_ "Hey, did you hear me?" a gentle tap on your arm brings you to your senses, and it's him, smiling sweetly like he always does, but for some reason, this same smile that usually warms up your heart, is now filling you with nothing but dread.

_ "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see you walk in," you force out a chuckle and turn to check on Eri, only to find her already deep in slumber, "oh look, she's already asleep."

How long have you been out of it anyway? Apparently long enough for Eri to doze off and for your boyfriend to come in unnoticed.

_ "She is," his gaze lingers on the little angel's sprawled frame before shifting to you, "listen, I'm sorry about what happened out there, it's.."

_ "What? No it was nothing, come on," you avoid his eyes and fix Eri's pillow before planting a gentle peck on her temple and taking your phone back, "I just hope everything goes well, so just do whatever's good for Eri."

He doesn't reply, a blank expression on his face as he watches you approaching, and you can almost see the wheels turning in his head.

You grab onto his shirt and lean closer to capture his lips, and he freezes for a second before melting into the kiss..

_ "Shouta, I'll be here for as long as you'll have me." you had to say those words, even if you're certain that your time together is nearing its end, you -at least- want him to know how much he means to you.

He smiles wearily as his eyes bored into yours, he seems exhausted and clearly reluctant to talk so you don't push it, and instead prepare to leave so he would have a chance to think things over, but he stops you in your tracks with a pleading look on his face before leaning his head on your shoulder.

_ "Please don't go.." is what he heavily breathes out while clutching onto your arms.

Of course you'll stay and be the pillar he desperatly needs, because who knows, maybe this would be the last time you'll have the chance..

To be continued..

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whenthegoldrays · 2 months ago

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TOP TEN EUNEUN MOMENTS (according to me)

10. Festival scene

The perfection of this scene, Eun Gyeol at his down-baddest and Eun Yoo putting on a brave face while literally going through some of the most distressing moments of her life, and their being kept apart by the (very understandable) misunderstanding and just. wanting to reach out and be comforted but staying behind those barriers. Chef’s kiss.

9. “Tears in Heaven”

The significance of his singing to her, singing this song specifically because it’s part of the connection they share and don’t realize yet, plus the lyrics being so peculiarly perfect for their situation. And the tenderness in his eyes! (This scene is also enhanced by Eun Gyeol’s later conversation with Mr. Choi.)

8. “You’ll be born just fine”

A tiny moment but so perfect because not only does it show off Eun Yoo’s slightly unhinged sense of humor, it’s also a perfect establishment that they are, in fact, on the same page now. And their facial expressions absolutely sell it.

7. “Under one condition”

This is technically a moment between Eun Gyeol and Yichan, but the fact that Eun Gyeol told Eun Yoo he hated her all of three minutes ago and is now publicly declaring his love for her in front of the whole school (and exposing himself to everyone’s anger in response) is simply too iconic and hilarious and to me, wraps up the essence of the show’s character dynamics flawlessly.

6. “Ajumma???”

Their delivery lives rent free in my head, and they just. hate each other so much right here. Kind of a delight.

5. Once more around the block

Am I overly attached to this scene because of the soundtrack playing over it? Maybe. But the way he cares!!! They’ve had the most emotionally and physically exhausting day and then they get this moment to calm down, for Eun Yoo to lie her head on his shoulder and for him to let her rest undisturbed for a few extra minutes. And!! she goes along with it, because she likes his nearness.

4. “You have three seconds”

The layers and layers to this scene. Both of them pushing their own agenda, both of them wary of the other, both of them YAPPING. The way Eun Gyeol goes from oblivious to apologetic to scared for his life to flustered to baffled in the span of like 45 seconds. And the chemistry is chemistry-ing.

3. “That’s the real me!”

My deep and abiding love for this exchange. Eun Yoo calling back to the pool scene and possibly expecting another fake answer, and Eun Gyeol answering her immediately. He doesn’t have to think up an answer anymore, he knows when he started liking her, he knows why and how, and the truth — that he likes her for her, not for her assumed identity — is so blindingly beautiful to her that she can only shout for joy.

2. “I’ll take my time figuring it out”

Obsessed with everything about this scene, from the callback to the last lightning storm, to Eun Gyeol’s promise to both help Eun Yoo get home and also make sure to draw out their time together as long as possible, to the tension. The longing. And the way the scene is structured around what you’d expect to be the most important part — but instead it draws a curtain of privacy around that moment and leaves the emphasis on his promise and how important and heart-fluttering it is to her. Add to that the beautiful OST and Eun Gyeol dancing down the street in joy and you’ve got a perfect scene to feed my mental illness.

1. “Let’s just stay together”

You knew it was coming. I love few things in this world more than a romantic rain scene, and this one deserves the world for so many reasons. The bigness of their emotions leading up to this moment — her whole plan and perception of her past has been shattered, and she runs away in distress, and he runs after her! He runs through the airport in desperation, he can’t lose her. They’ve been yelling and fighting and sobbing and everything feels like so much, but when he finds her everything slows down, everything can be still and he can just speak honestly. He wants to stay with her. The objections don’t matter. What matters is he wants to be by her side. He wants to shield her from the storm. And she takes his hand and stands up again and suddenly everything is a little less bleak, a little bit warmer. Plus Master watching them in satisfaction that they’ve found their helper? CHILLS.

#oh my god I did this #THANK YOU to the incredible Andy for these gifs! where would euneun nation be without her hard work #the fact that neither of the kiss scenes are included here #listen. the kisses are good but they are the result of the everything else on this list #elly's posts #twinkling watermelon #euneun #top10*#day 230925 of twinkling watermelon obsession #now I wanna do one for Cheongchan #but not tonight because I fear god may actually strike me down if I stay up any later

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eternally-tired-muffin · 4 months ago

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First off, I absolutely love the Hashira surplus AU. I see lots of somebody lived/everyone survived AUs since I have an Ao3 addiction, but none really go in the direction you’ve chosen. I think the idea of twin pillars is nice to think about, but unless they work best together and are messes without their other half it wouldn’t really make sense to just count them as one if they’re perfectly fine independently. Kind of like how Daki and Gyuutaro work in canon, I suppose. So if Sabito lived, he would undoubtedly become the Water Hashira first and end up leaving Giyuu at Kinoe despite him eventually catching up in strength and qualifications. Same with Shinobu, if Kanae survived then she wouldn’t have room to become a Hashira with the 9 max rule. All in all, I really like what you’ve done with it and how you’ve built off canon. I don’t have any direct questions, but definitely wouldn’t mind to read about anything you haven’t got a chance to share or small details you havent been able to fit anywhere! Have a good day/night and sorry for rambling lol-

AHHHHH THIS IS THE SWEETEST THING OMG T^T

I'm glad that you think this take on everyone lives makes sense! I tried to change 1 thing at the start and have the ripple effect come across naturally.

In terms of things to share, thank you so much for asking! This au is my baby so I'm thrilled to yap haha. I have a lot of projects I'm passionate about, so the actual drawings will come out very slowly, though I will answer asks and plot questions as they come. I'm currently working on the comic where Kanae meets Nezuko, so have a sneaky WIP page :P

The recent arc has also got me thinking about how the infinity castle arc changes.

MANGA SPOILERS FROM HERE!

I've decided to commit to saving everyone, as the core principle of this au, so the upper moon fights are going to go down differently. At the moment, I haven't fully decided, but my initial idea is this:

Instead of Giyuu, Sabito joins Tanjiro in fighting UM3. In canon, Giyuu acts as a parallel to Rengoku, with themes about weakness/strength and duty (who 'should' live). In this AU, Giyuu doesn't have the same survivor's guilt, and Rengoku doesn't die. As a result, it isn't thematically important for Giyuu to go up against Akaza. However, Sabito was present in the mugen train arc, and he narrowly survived the encounter. I think it makes sense for him to go up against Akaza with Tanjiro (who was stuck as a witness last time) and get to see how they've both grown - Tanjiro getting stronger and Sabito getting smarter. Maybe he learns Giyuu's defensive form?

Since Giyuu is free, I think he'd join in the UM1 fight. Having a defensive fighter could influence the battle. I have to be honest, I haven't reread this arc in a minute (so it is fresh when I watch the movie) so I can't quite remember how the fight goes down, but I think Giyuu would be there from the start. They just manage to keep themselves together as more allies join and overwhelm UM1.

I haven't used Rengoku here - I haven't decided his status after the mugen train arc. He lives, but I don't know if he is fit for battle. He may join Uzui and his father in protecting Nezuko. Perhaps he rallies the kakushi and the medical team with his large presence and still well above average physical abilities.

UM2 is a bit more complicated. Shinobu's drive for revenge is a key part of her character, but in this AU, Kanae survives. This is another thing not set in stone and may change. At the moment, I think in this AU, Douma has a habit of eating his victims alive. He taunted Kanae, managing to bite off her ear, so while Kanae manages to survive, she is truly affected by this fight. Shinobu despises him like in canon. In terms of the UM2 infinity castle fight, I'm not sure how to administer Shinobu's poison. It could be that Douma eats an arm or leg, but Kanae arrives in time to help. I'm also currently thinking that Aoi* might join Kanao.

*I haven't committed to her role yet (in addition to knowing basic medicine). She could be a poisons using demon slayer (like Shinobu) or someone who blended the role of demon slayer and kakushi - this is worth its own post though.

All of the speculation around the inifnity castle is just a draft, though! I would absolutely love to hear any suggestions/ ideas, so please feel free to reply/ reblog/ send an ask :D

AU masterpost

#also I am chronically online so I saw your tags as you went through the au and it made me so so happy #thank you ahhjhnnjnh #alright tag time *takes deep breath*#hashira surplus au #my au #fix it au #kny au #kny fix it au #demon slayer #demon slayer au #demon slayer fix it #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #infinity castle #ask

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remy-white · 4 months ago

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Theme: Lost in Translation; Two characters from different cultures/languages trying to communicate and understand each other (and sparks fly?) (with dialogue)

1. "I can barely pronounce anything right, and you find that funny?"

"It's not just funny, it's endearing. Let's keep practicing, maybe over coffee?"

(Later) "Every mispronounced word and shared laugh has unexpectedly brought us closer."

"And every lesson feels less like class and more like... us discovering each other."

2. "How do you say 'dinner' in Japanese again?"

"Here, let me draw it for you—it’s easier!"

(Later) "Using drawings and gestures turned out to be our own little language."

"And every shared word feels like a step closer to understanding more than just our languages."

3. "My translation app isn't working. Can you understand this diagram?"

"Let's try acting it out instead; maybe that will be clearer!"

(Later) "Struggling through every sentence somehow made us understand each other better."

"Yes, and those laughs over mixed-up translations? They’ve translated into something quite special."

4. "How do you say 'beautiful view' in Italian?"

"Bella vista—just like this moment, isn’t it?"

(Later) "Navigating the language barrier was frustrating, but finding you made every confusing moment worth it."

"And each misstep in our speech became a step closer together in these beautiful places."

5. "Can you teach me how to order this dish properly?"

"Sure, repeat after me, and maybe teach me how to say it in your language too!"

(Later) "Learning the names of dishes turned into tasting a new kind of sweetness."

"Every lesson you gave me added another layer to our deliciously growing connection."

6. "I hope I said that right—did that even make sense?"

"It was perfect, and your accent is cute! Let’s try another sentence."

(Later) "Our screens couldn't hide the chemistry that was building with every corrected pronunciation."

"As we bridged our languages, we also bridged our hearts."

7. "I might not speak your language well, but this color should say a lot."

"Yes, let the paint talk when words fail us."

(Later) "Our mural became our shared language, full of colors and feelings we couldn't verbalize."

"And each stroke painted a piece of a romance that words could never have expressed."

8. "I can’t seem to pronounce this correctly; can you help?"

"Let’s break it down together, and share some stories along the way."

(Later) "Every translated word and shared experience brought our worlds closer."

"Our stories wove a narrative richer than any single language could tell."

9. "Do you think they’ll understand this metaphor in translation?"

"Let's tweak it together—I’ll make sure your voice shines through."

(Later) "Flirting through footnotes wasn’t something I anticipated, yet here we are."

"The nuances we shared crafted not just a translated work, but a manuscript of affection."

10. "I’m completely lost; can you point me to the museum?"

"Why point when I can take you there? Let’s make a day of it."

(Later) "Our broken phrases and laughter filled a day I thought would be lost in this city."

"Your company turned a quest for directions into an unexpectedly beautiful journey."

#@remy-lupin #dialogue prompts #prompt list #prompt themes #writblr #writeblr #writerblr #writing inspiration #writing prompt #writing prompts

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just-here-with-my-thoughts · 5 months ago

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20 Questions For Fic Writers

Tagged in the 20 Questions game by @the-little-moment and @kybercrystals94! It was fun to read both of your answers too! :D

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

15, although one of them is a collection containing multiple short stories :)

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

160,403. That's 3x 30k multi-chapter fics and the rest short stories :)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

At the moment, The Bad Batch. I have fond attachment to older stories for Horizon Zero Dawn/Forbidden West, and Iron Kingdoms as well.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1/ System Upgrade The Kaminoans upgrade Echo's cybernetics before he is cleared to join the Batch, and then he has to bond with his new squad. 2/ A Fair Price To Pay Crosshair is determined to break Omega out of Tantiss. Along the way, she saves him too. 3/ Test Subject Originally a one-shot, now the prequel/first part of System Upgrade. Echo being experimented on by the Kaminoans. 4/ Beach Days & Hair Braiding Nothing but sweet, tooth-rotting, brotherly fluff. Hunter, Omega and Crosshair on Pabu. 5/ Phobia 300 words, Omega helps the Batch deal with an unwelcome 8-legged guest ;)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! I'm an inherently social creature. I always want you to know how much your comment means to me, and it's even better when we get a conversation going.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmm, this is probably a draw between Soup Of The Day and Presumed Dead. Definitely no positive outlook at the end of those.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Another toss-up between Beach Days & Hair Braiding and Human Weapon aka. the Birthday Cake Fic. Both set with everyone living happily on Pabu and both end with Hunter and Crosshair starting to regain some of their old brotherly closeness :)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Haven't yet, apart from getting caught up in the AO3 bot comment fiasco!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do ;) My flavour is more to do with the emotional connection and closeness between two people who trust each other very much, M rather than E rating. I love a love story :')

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No but I get to brainstorm them all the time with @ninjadeathblade! The craziest one? There's been so many! But I want to say The Bad Batch/Mamma Mia crossover. Nobody was finding out who Omega's dad was in that because all the clones have the same DNA XD

11. (Question 11 was missing! So I wrote my own!) Which fic are you proud of but wish had gotten a bigger response from your readers?

Welcome To The Outpost got off to a slow start, and I wonder if it's because for half of the story it didn't include a single main character from the show? But the people who did read left such wonderful comments so I shall continue to consider this fic my underrated gem!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Adrenaline Crash by the fabulous @tech-o-mania

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

None of my published ones, but I literally spent my teen years writing fic by passing notes back and forth in class, me and my friends taking it in turns to add a few lines to the story!

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

I don't think I have one? I am fairly open to reading anything and know how to use the back button if I don't like it. It's less about the characters involved and more about reading the same idiots-to-lovers trope in as many different ways possible.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Well it would be lovely to finish all my Iron Kingdoms inspired stories because I'm so attached to them, but it's also so sprawling and I have only me to motivate myself so... I guess that's not happening ^^;

16. What are your writing strengths?

I like to think it's the occasional absolutely devastating heart-breaking descriptive prose that sneaks its way into my writing :P

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Over-punctuation ^^; I tend to add punctuation every time I pause for thought, which means at times, there really isn't a lot of flow, to my writing, because the little reset counter in my head, forgets when the last time I stopped for a proper break is. Then I have to go back and edit it into sensible length sentences!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I have only used fantasy languages, but in Iron Kingdoms a large part of my main character's drive was her heritage so language played a significant part in that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Final Fantasy 8! Oh so long ago and sad to have lost it in many computer transfers since then. I think everyone should keep the fics they wrote when they were 14. I worked so hard on that story ;_;

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I have a lot of favourites but my number one is probably Adrenaline Crash. I am feral for Feral Hunter.

Tagging if you'd like to play! :- @royallykt @theproblemwithstardust @lifblogs @holdingonforheaven @tech-o-mania @fanfoolishness and anyone else who fancies copying the questions and letting me know about your writing ^_^

#tag game #20 questions #ao3 writer #writers on tumblr #fanfic writer #fanfic author #ao3 author

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neptuniadoesstuff · 4 months ago

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Doodle Hell #idk01

(CW/TW: Bl00d, G0re/the consumption of raw flesh, & disturbing imagery (Also scaring).) (Don't click "keep reading" if you don't wanna see the images or are uncomfortable with seeing my art)

Some art I made again. Haven't done a Doodle Hell Thing in awhile so this kinda took awhile but meh, who cares, this is all in good fun (well minus the coloring part tbh)

Anywas here's the whole list of the drawings but by themselves.

1-1: Harmona having a chat with his Overseer "Kotori"/Peter. (Yes Harmona is REALLY tall like around... 10 ft?)

(Harmona (Weird Black masked borb god) is mine while Kotori/Peter (Blue haired Borb) belongs to my friend A)

(TW/CW: Bl00d)

2-1: Namria's first experience of actually myordering someone even if it was for self defense.

3-1: Hehe wholesome goobers. (Short Mailman & his very tall Lizerd wife)

(Dia (Tall Lizerd) is mine while Petrus (Short ahh Mailman) belongs to my friend A) (A is more of a nickname for my friend whom I kinda wanna keep anonymous but you'll normally see them sometimes commenting on my stuff, also they requested me to draw this so A I hope u enjoy it)

(TW/CW: The consumption of deff not sus meat, Bl00d, & just... g0re... yeh this is prob my most morbid piece of art so beware..)

4-1: Ravens monching on one of their victims they recently myordered but then bro was caught in 4k by a bystander.

(Ravens belongs to my friend A)

5-1: A portrait draft of Nep incase I wanted to draw smtn in the future.

(Nep is my sona & main Mascot)

(TW/CW: Slightly Disturbing Imagery)

6-1: Deff just a normal tree... Not a living being that can myorder you & take yur form if it wants to- (Mirage for Scale)

(Both of these 2 characters are mine. Mirage (Green Guy) is just a Noirvillah ver of my 2nd mascot, JJ)

7-1: A Squimsh Scug! (Haven't drawn Scugs in a while especially in my screb days so this is a refresher tbh)

(This Scug was based on a old friend of mine's sona WAY before she changed it but I miss teh Squimsh tbh)

(TW/CW: Gnarly Scars all over Chris' Face)

8-1: Uhhhhhhh..... Chris doing the Ricardo Milos Pose bcs CHRIS DEFF WOULD DO THAT TBH! (& maybe Ryan but he don't exist in ASGD, only in Egolandia, one of my other stories) (Yes I know he has boobs but not all guys who are Trans need to have a flat chest, it's like saying all Trans woman need boobs when some of them can be flat. It might give them gender dysphoria which is bad.... But Chris really does not care if he has BOOBS tbh.)

(Chris belongs to me)

9-1: A moment before teh frikin Coca Cola Espuma frikin explodes in Luthen's Face. (& his brother Kastell trying to stop him before it happens)

(These 2 belong to me but are teh adopted sons of King Malice who really does not care for both of them so Kastell has to take care of his brother who is like 6 years younger than him...)

Credits:

Every single frikin Character here either belongs to ME or was created/designed by ME!

Art: Mine of course.

Program: WELL YOU KNOW IT BY FRIKIN NOW! IBIS-MCFRIKIN-PAINT X!

Bubs' TOS: Plz don't repost/steal, trace, or recolor my art WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! If you do, I'll take yur femur and pelvis.. SO, DON'T THINK ABOUT IT! (The PNS on my blog's pinned post clearly means "Please No Steal" plz follow that rule.) If you do post my art on anything like yur blog or somewhere else (With my permission) PLEASE CREDIT ME!

#neptuniadoesstuff #art #oc #n-verse #ocs #Friend OCs #doodle hell #character doodles #doodles #sketches #oc aus #au #Gift Art?#Meems?#Songs #(Only like 2 of my sonas are in here)

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dsnzfb · 7 months ago

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers (ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡ No pressure though!

🥹 omg youuu

1. My ocs!! They hold a permanent and deep place in my heart and brain and I love thinking about and talking about them w people 💖

2. Whatever the hell I'm hyperfixated on at the moment. It's an indie game with a small fanbase right now so I can't say it here or I might be found 💖 but previous hyperfixations give me joy still too! Sonic Adventure 2 (actually the entire sonic franchise), Final Fantasy IV, Megaman, Gundam, Puyo Puyo, Hollow Knight, all of it. I find such joy in stuff like that, it makes me happy.

3. Good food! My appetite isn't quite back yet to how it should be, but when I'm back to my usual fatso shenanigans you KNOW I'm gonna have me some sushi, burgers, yakisoba, anything comforting and warm. I love food!! I love enjoying food! I love sharing food!

4. Creation. I love drawing and writing stuff. I don't do it as much as I'd like to, but you can only do what you're able to, right? Don't be hard on yourself and burn yourself out, take things at your own pace. I'm just recovering from my animation burnout, so the joy in creating things is relatively new after the past 2 years have been create create create for 9 hours a day, 5 days a week. There's only so much you can continue to come up with when your animatics leave a LOT to be desired, usually being like, one picture per scene and little-to-no character direction. And the AMOUNT of full shots with 6 characters that last AAAAGES... Girliepops, zoom into the heads more, please... Anyway, I'm complaining now. I'm happy that the show's over so I'm making things for me! Maybe I'll actually do some animation for myself in the future.

5. Spending time with my friends! This sounds SOOOOO fuckin cheesy, but I've been spending a lot more time with my buddies recently. We don't even end up doing anything, we just chat, eat, show each other memes, and watch silly stuff on YouTube together. Even friends on discord are bringing me joy recently! I appreciate whenever anyone chooses to talk to me 🥹 my mental health has been rocky for a long time, but new meds and new friends are helping a whole lot.

#SORRY FOR THE RAMBLE #I had a bath and i feel quite a bit better rn even though i was feeling absolutely horrible this mornin #nobody wants to wake up at 6am on a sunday absolutely drenched in sweat and mumbling weird stuff about dreams you dont remember

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foreststarflaime · 6 days ago

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All 50 "honest" fave prompts for Loki as a whole

( @izunias-meme-hole )

Hooo boy this is gonna be fun! Here we gooo

I’ll. I’ll just cut here bc this is going to be inevitably long. I tend to ramble even when I’m just asked one of these so I cannot wait to see how long this post gets lmao

1. Do you project onto this character?

As always with my favorites, yeah ofc lol, although actually in fewer specific instances than I can think of for some other characters at the moment. Honestly I liked him so early on that it might have gone the other way around. Gender weirdness, feeling the need to ingratiate yourself with people you need (not sure I phrased that one properly but anyways), (for comics Loki) I’m adopted too.

2. Did you always like this character? / 4. Did you initially dislike/hate this character?

Oh yeah, absolutely, I always loved him. One of my earlier favorite characters, particularly the marvel version of him, and he’s stayed drilled into my head!

3. What first drew you to this character?

Hmm it’s kinda hard to say, exactly. I think he was really the first/best trickster type character I encountered, and since that is my favorite character type, I latched on immediately. Also he is very gender and whumpable, so that probably played some part in it too.

5. If this character were a woman, would you honestly still like them? Or in reverse, what if they were a man?

This is. Not the question for this character lmaooo Loki is very genderweird, and that’s I think part of the reason I love him so much. So taking this question as would I still like him if he wasn’t…whatever weird gender thing he has going on? I’d probably still like him, but not nearly as much. It wouldn’t be him. Them. Her. Etc, you get the idea.

6. Do you have any nicknames or pet names you use for this character?

Not that I can think of? At the moment at least

7. Does the character’s age matter to you?

Not really? I mean it’s cool he has so much history behind him, but. I guess…the only different age instance I can think of is kid Loki from comics, and I liked him too, so I don’t think so really

8. Does the character’s looks/design matter to you?

Not to be shallow lmao but yeahhh, he’s gotta be stylish and gender, it’s part of who he is!! For general myth Loki I’m not really as picky on designs as long as they capture the vibe, but for comics Loki, the scrappier and more feral he looks the better, and I do prefer the shorter horns I think.

9. Does this character remind you of anyone you know? Does that affect how you see them?

Hmmmm not particularly I don’t think

10. Do you see yourself in this character even without projecting?

Yeah I do I think. I’ve always loved some good mischief and wordplay, tricks and riddles and thinking my way through loopholes. Some of the other things I said in projecting still apply here too, I’d say, and I’m sure there’s more not coming to mind immediately amidst all the Loki adaptations I’ve seen.

11. How did you “fall in love” with this character?

Loki: Agent of Asgard, especially the part in Last Days where he becomes the god of story, and then tells that story to the gods above the gods. Coolest most meta thing ever. Exactly everything I love. Altered my brain chemistry irreversibly.

12. If you could write effortlessly and as much as you wanted, what story (s) would you write for this character?

Oooo hmmmmm…lots of fix its probably, lots of him finding someone who loves him (probably platonically, I have to think really hard to do romance and I don’t tend to like it as much). But there would be a loooot of hurt on the way to the comfort >:) also lots of legendary pranks gone hilariously wrong

13. If you could draw effortlessly and as much as you wanted, what scene (s) would you draw for this character?

Probably a lot of him being goofy and mischevious. For comics Loki specifically lots of him doing cool things with that blue story fire, that is badass

14. Are you physically attracted to this character? / 15. Are your thoughts surrounding this character usually sexual, non-sexual, or a mix of both?

I don’t think I’ve ever been attracted to anyone sexually or romantically fictional or otherwise ever in my life tbh, closest it gets is gender envy. Which yes I very much do want to look like him lol

16. Have you ever cried when thinking about this character? Genuinely?

It is so unbelievably hard to get me to cry for anything. It’s not really a good way to measure how much something fictional has moved me since I can literally count the number of times it has happened on one hand. That being said, yes actually—I was very upset they decided to kill him off in the first 30 mins of Endgame and in such a sad way

17. Have you ever felt physical pain over this character? (ex: physical heartache).

Well I tend to feel things quite physically, so yeah. Never really connected that with the word heartache specifically until now, but I guess that’s what it is. Whenever I’ve gotten immersed in whatever thing I’m reading/watching, I tend to feel along with the characters I love like a weird sort of pain in my chest I guess? I’m having a hard time finding the words to describe it but yeah this definitely happens with Loki angst

18. Do you prefer to see this character suffer or know peace? Angst or comfort? Both?

Hurt/comfort my beloved. The more angst the better as long as the comfort at the end matches it o7 that said moments of comfort do tend to stick with me for longer, being so rare as they are, but I wouldn’t say I enjoy one more than the other exactly.

19. Does this character serve as a stress ball/ security blanket for you? Something you run to after a bad day to feel safe or happier?

For comics Loki in particular, yeah absolutely. I’ve definitely sat down to read the first or third volume of Agent of Asgard after rough days before, and I recently brought them over here to uni to have at the ready since I’ve been so stressed lately. Loki my beloved you finding yourself gives me so much joy and hope

20. Do you feel affectionate towards this character?

Of course!!! That’s my guyyyy!!! I love him!!!! If you wrong him I will stab you violently :)

21. Are your feelings about this character platonic, romantic, or familial? All of these feelings at once maybe?

That’s my bestie!!! (NO romance) That’s my little brother!!!! That’s my idiot pulling crazy stunts and getting himself in endless trouble!!! I’d definitely choose him as a patron god!! That’s the weird guy whose soul is akin to mine!!!! I adopted him in my formative years and drew up so many connections and ideals and dreams between us that it’s hard to tell where I stop and he begins!!! Look just. I love him ok favorite favorite character for like. A very long time

22. Do you think you will always love this character?

I am not letting go he will escape me over my cold dead body and even then I will haunt him. Or he will haunt me I’m not sure

23. Has this character permanently altered or impacted your psyche in a way you won’t forget?

Um. See the above. Also made me go crazy feral for characters who mess with the narrative in a meta way, and/or have powers related to story in some way. Hence Foreststar, if you’ve seen anything about her

24. Do you ever dream about this character? If so, describe a dream you once had about them.

Ohh I think I did once but it’s very hard to remember. I think I was allied with him in that weird dream within a dream I had where I was fighting alongside a bunch of my favorite characters against…something, I don’t really remember, it’s been too long rip

25. What kind of fan-fiction do you read about this character? If you don’t read fan-fics about them, why not?

Yknow. Shocking, it has never occurred to me until now to look up fanfiction about him. Unless you count all modern adaptations as fanfiction about myth Loki. In which case I read many and my favorite is when they crammed him into a superhero au

Yeah tbh I didn’t really get into fanfics until quite recently—dsmp days I read a little bit of sbi found family stuff towards the end, then I actually started actively seeking stuff out with Good Omens. I wasn’t allowed to be online much when I was younger and so it never really occurred to me to get into fandom until recently (here with ff7 is really the first time I’m actually interacting with other people about it online lol), just had some really good friends to gush about stuff with in person

I’d probably be quite picky with Loki fanfics tho since my idea of him is so deeply ingrained into my psyche

26. If you look for this character’s name on AO3, what tags are you including or excluding?

Anything romantic/smut excluded, I don’t think I could take it. It almost never occurs to me to think about him in that context. Well that’s the way I am with every character really, but. Hm I’d maybe accept Lokius stuff. Or stuff with Sigyn. Ok so maybe I’m not very strict about that. Maybe I don’t actually care idk. That said definitely excluding if anyone ships comics!Loki and Verity, let them be friendssss I am begging their chemistry as besties is amazing and that idiot needs to learn to love himself before he gets into any romance. Definitely including hurt/comfort tho. And tags with his kids as major characters. Parent Loki my beloved I need more of you

27. Do you like to ship this character with other characters or do you prefer not to?

Well. See above. With shipping the baseline is that I don’t really care about romance as long as it isn’t smacking me in the face when I don’t want it to. I’m along for the ride if I’m in the mood. It is VERY rare that I will actively enjoy a ship and ships with him are not part of that exception

28. Do you get defensive about this character? If yes, then why?

Hm I don’t get defensive too often if we’re talking about interpretations, when I do it’s usually because people aren’t letting other people enjoy what they want, so in that sense no not really. Now if we’re talking about against other characters, well.

ODIN WHEN I CATCH YOU—GET BACK HERE THIS IS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT. YOU ARE DEAD THAT IS MY DUMBASS AND HIS WONDERFUL CHILDREN DONT YOU DARE PUT THEM THROUGH THE HORRORS. AND FOR WHAT HUH FOR WHAT 🔪🔥

29. Do you affectionately bully this character?

Oh absolutely. Dumbass loser <3

30. Are you especially sensitive about this character?

Hm probably yeah, he is my fav fav, there is a lot of attachment there

31. Are you ashamed of liking this character?

Nah

32. If you could make this character a meal, what would you make them?

Homemade cookies. Maybe my salmon I mentioned in the Angeal ask too. He deserves something made with love he gets put through the whump machine enough

33. Are you “blinded by love” for this character or do you accept any flaws they may have?

I SUPPORT HIS RIGHTS AND WRONGS jk lmao. Well kinda. I know he has many flaws but I love him anyways and look he had good intentions ok

34. Does this character inspire you with little things in your daily life?

Hm not…exactly? At least not really in any instances that I can think of at the moment? Besides what I answered in the comfort character question, 19 I think it was

35. Has this character ever prevented you from sleeping because you can’t stop thinking about them?

Well. It’s not exactly hard to do that, I always have a very hard time turning my brain off so I can sleep. So yeah, happened just last night lol

36. Do you feel a spiritual/soulmate connection with this character?

Yeah a bit ngl. Well not in the usual sense of that

37. Is your love for this character a secret from people you know in real life?

Absolutely not, when I like a character I cannot be stealthy about it lol. In fact with the besties, since we all love pjo and I’m adopted and have no idea who my bio father is, it is the common conspiracy that Loki is lol

38. Do you tend to joke more about dying or killing for this character? Both? What causes the distinction?

Both, I don’t think one really outweighs the other when it happens. As for distinction, usually turns to killing when I get defensive of him, see 28

39. Do you feel lovesick over this character?

I don’t think so? Aromantic and confused lol

40. Are you very empathetic towards this character? When they feel a certain way in the story, do you feel those emotions too?

Reiterating what I said in 17. Yeah in a weird way

41. Do you prefer to interact with this character directly via self-insert/reader type content? Or do you enjoy seeing them mostly with other characters in the story and/or your OCs?

I do imagine self-insert stuff in an oc-y way for Loki a lot just in my own head. Don’t go seeking any out that anyone else has written. Probably prefer that bc he’s the character I’m most interested in in whatever story he’s in by far

42. If you could, would you write this character a song or poem?

If I was in the mood, sounds fun. Don’t do poetry much myself, I tend to prefer prose

43. What type of weather makes you think of this character?

Snow. The mischief it can bring, whenever some child drunk on the joy of life stoops down to make a snowball and ambush innocent passersby. The mischief turns to grand fun in an hours-long war, with snow forts build and hot chocolate being made for afterwards. But maybe someone gathers a little too much ice in one snowball, and the mischief turns suddenly to wrong. He didn’t mean to. A heavy blizzard, raging outside and driving everyone inside, to sit around the fire and tell stories.

44. Which season makes you think of this character?

Winter. See above reasons. Also a season usually hated and villainized, even though there’s plenty of beauty and joy that can be found if one looks in the right place.

45. Do you feel as if you are intimately familiar with this character?

I mean he’s been my favorite for so long and so passionately that I kinda do yeah

46. How much do bad interpretations of this character upset you?

Not much? It depends how bad the interpretation is. I’m very hard to upset with this kind of thing—you can get me to enjoy pretty much anything, at least while I’m watching it. If I don’t like something I just kinda ignore/avoid it, or rant a bit to one of the besties and then kinda forget about it. If it was a really bad interpretation, I’d probably be annoyed, but not hugely upset.

47. Does this character ever make you laugh sincerely?

Oh yeah! Can think of several instances immediately for mcu Loki alone.

48. What’s your favorite physical/design feature for this character?

Agent of Asgard Loki’s iconic little gold hornssss and the green trench coat with the fur at the collarrrrr he looks so good and I need that outfit!!! Also love the choice to make one of them broken on his story crown. Also love that they gave him black painted nails

49. What’s your favorite personality trait in this character?

Hmmmmmmmmmm so many to choose from that I like rahhh I think for my favorite I would have to go with how he refuses to be anything other than himself, no matter who he thinks that is, villain or hero or anything in-between. I find myself being a bit of a people-pleaser a lot, especially in person, so I really respect that. And kind of envy it.

50. Link your fav song, playlist, aesthetic board, fan-fiction, reference pile, personal artwork, analysis post, meme, headcanon, or quote for this character. Whichever one (s) you are most comfortable with!

I’ll go with quote for now. Or scene really lol

#sorry like half of this is specifically comics loki lmao I cannot resist him in particular #I promise I love all lokis I just have the most thoughts about that one #loki #ask game #star rambles #agent of asgard #norse mythology

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eqt-95 · 10 months ago

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20 Questions More

A deeper and more detailed version of the 20 questions for AO3 fanfic writers. Thanks @fabulousglitch for the tag!!

1) How do you keep getting ideas for your ship/fandom?

The blorbos won't leave me alone.

2) Which authors inspire you in your fandom, and why are they so freakishly good?

There are too many to count. I was introduced to Supergirl through fanfic and the canon I know to be true has been built on the backs of hundreds of contributors. It wouldn't do anyone justice if I started a list because 1. it would become a monolith of names and 2. I would definitely miss one(s). If you're in this fandom, you've likely inspired me, and that counts both for written, gif-ed, and drawn works.

3) Aside from the characters of your main ship, who are the characters you love to write?

Alex, but I don't always get it right.

4) Are there pairings or tropes you know for sure you'd never write about? Which ones?

There is a lot I probably wouldn't do, but I also for sure never expected to write an F1 au, so...

5) What is your writing process and why is it cursed?

I can either sit down and crush 1-3k words or sit down and tweak the same seven sentences for two hours. There is rarely an in between.

6) What is your favorite part of your writing process?

Editing. Oh boy do I LOVE editing. Those opportunities for finessing and fine-tuning and tweaking are *mwah*

7) What’s the weirdest thing you’ve had to research for a fic?

This isn't weird but is more recent: I did a deep dive into star constellations for a throwaway line in 'new kind of romance'

8) Is there a particular writing rule you struggle with (grammar, spelling, tense, reality in general)?

This is a nonanswer, but I would love to expand my vocabulary. The thesaurus is my writing buddy, but there are very real moments where I pout and scowl and glare at the ceiling because I can't think of the word that I'm feeling.

9) What was your hardest scene to write so far and why?

Any sort of conflict/confession/confrontation is always really hard for me, but they're also maybe my favorite things to write. I want the characters to hash things out and be honest and vulnerable, and I think tackling big emotions is a delicate balance. I never want to sound too forceful, but I don't want to leave things unsaid, but I don't want anyone to do anything out of character, but i don't want to yadda yadda...

10) Have your characters ever done something you didn’t expect, changing your plot completely?

see: 'crisis of indulgence'

11) If you could converse with any of the characters, who would it be and why?

Lena; I think she'd be a lot of fun to debate/argue with (respectfully).

12) What are some of the tropes or themes that you find yourself returning to in your writing?

(so far) always a happy ending. the readers and these characters deserve it.

13) What's your most important resource as a writer?

Living experiences (which takes time!). I don't think I could write heartbreak without having experienced that guttural feeling of loss in the same way I don't think I could write about failure or anger or insecurity or love or laughter. I think reading and the act of writing every day are incredibly resourceful, but the act of my lived experiences and those feelings is something I draw from in everything I write.

14) Can you share some of your strategies for editing and revising your work?

I edit as I go which doesn't work for everyone; however, a super fun thing I've picked up in recent works is this: when going to do a final edit of a <insert: chapter, one-shot, etc>, I read the last few paragraphs first. That sets me up to know exactly what the chapter is aiming for: feelings, motivations, plot, etc. I then use that as the anchor for how I tweak/edit/add small details to the rest of the chapter during my final read-through. I find it helps flesh out the larger story with smaller details.

15) Which is worse: making the summary, picking the tags, or the anxiety when you post your fic?

none of the above really since nothing about posting is carved in stone. tags and summaries can always be tweaked.

16) How do you define success for your fanfic - hits? Kudos? Comments? Bookmarks? Or just if you like it?

If it's finished. Bonus points if people get something out of it, but the act of having written something feels like the biggest success.

17) Do you have a playlist for your favorite character/ship?

Not really. I have go-to soundtracks for 'writing vibes' but nothing project/ship dedicated. (though 'like we're made of glass' was definitely inspired by very specific songs)

18) If fan art was going to be made from your work, which fic would you pick and which fan artist would you like to create it?

Again there are too many jaw-droppingly talented artists in this fandom to choose just one. It would of course be a wild crazy honor to see a work inspired by one of my fics, but there's already so much in this fandom to be inspired by that it doesn't feel like a loss.

19) How many WIPs do you currently have?

*sighs* for supercorp? there are a few (five). but the one that has most of my creative down time is a supercorp wicked au i have wanted to write for years but only have the faintest wisps of an outline for.

20) What's your advice to new fanfic writers?

Do it, do it, do it!

But also, one of my favorite pieces of advice for ANY creative venture is from Marc Dalessio who made this super cool 'creative process' graph in 2010 and included this line to summarize it: The ability to see improves before technical skill, and we often have difficulty assessing honestly exactly how our work looks.

It helps during those ruts when I look at everything I've recently written/drawn/created and scrunch up my nose in snobbish disgust because it just means I'm growing in some new way and not that anything I'm doing is inherently bad.

- - - - -

tagging (respectfully and without pressure) @sideguitars @fazedlight @inkedroplets if you want some rapid-fire q's thrown your way. but also anyone who wants to take a swing, i'd be jazzed to read the different answers

#figured i'd fill this buddy out since i've got post-new romances time on my hands #fabulousglitch #ask game?#qs with quinn #ask me things!

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yuujispinkhair · 2 years ago

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Kabukicho Love (Chapter 10 – last chapter)

I don't wanna check into the Tokyo Love Hotel. I just want your love all to myself

Successful but lonely businessman Sukuna gave up on love. Why put his heart on the line when he can just as easily buy "love" from the prettiest escorts of Tokyo? But why does this supposedly fake love feel so real when he's with the new boy he booked?

Chapter 1 ++ Chapter 2 ++ Chapter 3 ++ Chapter 4 ++ Chapter 5 ++ Chapter 6 ++ Chapter 7 ++ Chapter 8 ++ Chapter 9

Pairing: Sukuna x Escort!Yuuji Genre: Escort AU, smut, fluff Word Count: 6k Playlist: Sukuita Escort AU Warnings: 18+, smut, sex work, age gap (Yuuji is 21 and Sukuna 30), oral, fingering, rimming, anal, cumshot, cum eating, alcohol, light angst, mention of a side character's death, mutual pining. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

There is art now for this series! Thank you so much to @/silverink58 for drawing this beautiful picture of Sukuna and Yuuji for me! I'm so happy that you let me commission you!

And thank you so much to @/cometcoffee103 for making this beautiful moodboard for the AU!

The elevator doors open, and Sukuna steps into his apartment. He is greeted by the warm glow of lights and the soothing noises of the tv playing softly in the background. It makes him falter for a moment. After all those months of coming home to a dark and ghostly-silent apartment, it is almost a shock to find the comforting signs of someone living here.

His gaze lands on Yuuji, standing with his back to him at one of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out over the rainy city, still wearing Sukuna's too-big training hoodie and sweatpants. He looks over his shoulder when he hears Sukuna, golden eyes meeting Sukuna's, and a small smile plays around his lips, tender and sweet.

"Hey, Sukuna. Welcome home."

Sukuna forgets to walk for a moment. His mouth feels dry at the onslaught of emotions washing over him.

Home.

No luxuries in the world managed to turn this penthouse into a home. Not when it was always empty and silent upon Sukuna's return. It was a place to sleep but no home, Sukuna realizes with surprising clarity.

A home is something different. It's a feeling. It's a feeling of comfort and security. A feeling of belonging. A feeling of love and warmth.

The feeling Sukuna experiences when he looks at Yuuji.

He can't function for a moment and just lingers in the middle of the room and stares at the beautiful boy standing by his window wearing his clothes and watching the raindrops run down the window, greeting him after a long day of work, waiting for Sukuna in his apartment like he belongs here.

And he does belong here.

It is almost overwhelming how much sense everything makes all of a sudden. This is right. This is how it always should be. How Sukuna wants it for the rest of his life.

He quickly crosses the few meters between them and wraps his arms around Yuuji, hugging him tightly from behind before he presses a gentle kiss to the side of Yuuji's neck.

"Hey, darling. How was your day? How are you feeling?"

"I'm ok, I think. Better than yesterday. You helped me a lot, Sukuna."

Yuuji leans against him, resting most of his weight on Sukuna, trusting him to hold him, trusting him to be there for him. And Sukuna's pulse flutters. He has so naturally taken on the role of taking care of Yuuji. Offering him his strength and reassurance when Yuuji needed it. And Yuuji allows him to do that. It makes Sukuna's head spin how good this feels.

He would lay anything he has at Yuuji's feet just to make him happy. Strong, powerful Sukuna, the CEO of a successful company, a rich and influential businessman. But as powerful as he is in every other aspect of his life, Yuuji is the one who has power over him. Yuuji has a hold on Sukuna like no one else. On Sukuna's heart, on his feelings.

It's a thought that scared Sukuna just a few weeks ago. It's the kind of thought that made him run and shut himself away.

But now it's not scary anymore. It feels right. This is what he wants. This is what gives his existence meaning. This is what makes him feel alive. Caring for Yuuji, loving him, and letting himself be soft for this beautiful man, no matter how vulnerable it makes him.

Suddenly it's all clear as day. Suddenly it's easy.

Sukuna loves Yuuji. He is in love with Yuuji. And he doesn't want to fight it or run from it. He wants to love, he wants to trust, and he wants to give his all.

And now he finally has to get those words out and say them out loud to the one they are meant for.

Sukuna's arms tighten around Yuuji, holding him safely as Sukuna rests his chin on Yuuji's shoulder. A soft smile tugs at his lips as he gazes outside the window, looking at the endless glittering lights of the city beneath them. A sea of light, an array of millions of people living in this huge city. He wonders briefly how many of them have found a true home. How many of them are holding the one they love in their arms right now too.

And then Sukuna finally says those magical words, his voice low and soft against the warm skin of Yuuji's neck,

"I love you, Yuuji."

He can hear and feel Yuuji's sharp intake of breath. And then Yuuji turns his head, and his pretty honey eyes blink at Sukuna, wide with surprise. His lips part in an inaudible "oh."

But before he can say anything, Sukuna quickly adds,

"I owe you an apology. I hurt you, and I have regretted that every day since then. I am sorry for pushing you away and running away from my feelings. I am not sure I can be the right man for you, not after acting so childish and putting you through all that. I'm not sure I deserve you. But I don't want to run anymore. I want you in my life. Not as an escort or just an acquaintance. I want you officially by my side. As my partner, as the man I love. I understand if you say no, and I will respect any decision you make. I understand if I am just a former client to you. But I want you to know how I truly feel about you. And if you let me, I will always be there for you, even if you say it was just business to you."

Yuuji stares at him, his eyes full of wonderous astonishment. Tears glisten in those pretty eyes and spill over as Sukuna watches. Two thick drops run slowly down Yuuji's cheeks, and Sukuna wants to lean down and kiss them away. But he stops himself. He waits patiently for Yuuji to tell him it's ok. To tell him Sukuna is allowed to do that, that he is allowed to stay in Yuuji's life.

Yuuji turns around in his arms, standing before him in Sukuna's clothes, tears running down his beautiful face. He reaches out to cup Sukuna's cheek with his hand, caressing it tenderly with his thumb. A touch as tender as the expression on his face.

His voice is thick with tears, but not the way he sounded yesterday. Not stricken by grief. This time he sounds happy.

"You haven't been just a client to me for a long time, Sukuna. I... I thought I messed everything up because I was so bad at hiding how much I like you. I thought you were uncomfortable with me having feelings for you. I thought it was too obvious how I felt. That I am...that I am so in love with you."

Sukuna's heart skips a beat at Yuuji's words, warmth flooding him, and relief washes over him that is so intense that he feels like a heavy weight was finally lifted off his shoulders.

He looks deeply into Yuuji's eyes while his arms circle around his waist. Holding him in his arms, but in a way that allows Yuuji to pull away at any time.

"Consider it carefully, darling. You have all the time in the world. I don't want you to feel pressured."

But Yuuji shakes his head vehemently,

"I don't need time! I love you, and I want to be with you! You are good for me, Sukuna! Can't you see? You were there for me when I needed you the most. You are a man who lives up to his mistakes and who takes responsibility. And we both messed things up. I should have been more direct about my feelings too. And my job was to fulfill my clients' fantasies and give them the illusion of love. Of course, you were reluctant to take a step further. But you haven't been a job to me for months. I daydreamed about us dating for real for a long time already."

He looks at Sukuna with big honey eyes and a cute blush on his tan cheeks. There is a hopeful glimmer in his eyes. And so much warmth. Sukuna feels like he will drown in those warm golden eyes. And this time, he doesn't want to turn back before that can happen.

"I'm glad we managed to work it out, baby. I promise you I will always be open with you from now on. No more hiding how I feel. I will be a better man. I will take care of you and give you all I've got from now on."

"You already do, Sukuna."

Yuuji's voice cracks, and he quickly presses his strong body tightly against Sukuna, capturing his lips in a firm kiss.

Sukuna's arms wrap tightly around him, caressing Yuuji's muscular back through the hoodie he's wearing, kissing him with deep, tender caresses of his tongue, smiling when Yuuji melts against him, warm and strong.

When they pull away again, Yuuji looks dazed.

"So that means...we are dating now? Wow! This feels like a dream. I never thought I could have you!"

His cuteness makes Sukuna laugh softly, reaching out to pet Yuuji's soft pink hair affectionately while his other arm is still wrapped around Yuuji's waist, still holding him in his arms, not willing to let go.

"And I never thought I could have you."

Fresh tears run down Yuuji's cheeks at Sukuna's words, and this time Sukuna really kisses them off his face. His lips lift in a gentle smile when he cups Yuuji's cheek and lets his gaze travel over that beautiful face, those pretty honey eyes that always hold so much warmth, those soft lips that taste so sweet and say such cute things. He can't stop himself from getting drowned in affection for his sweet lover.

Sometimes home is a person, he realizes. And that person is standing before him right now.

A matching smile spreads over Yuuji's face, brighter than the sun. They both grin at each other, and a laugh bursts out of Yuuji's mouth, happy and sweet. His eyes sparkle at Sukuna with so much happiness and excitement that it warms Sukuna from the inside.

And finally, Sukuna is truly home for the first time in his life.

They finally got it right. Yuuji is his. And Sukuna is Yuuji's.

December, a year later.

A low groan escapes Sukuna's mouth as the zipper of his suit pants gets dragged down expertly by Yuuji's teeth. His hips buck when his boyfriend nuzzles his warm cheek sweetly against the throbbing bulge in Sukuna's black boxer briefs.

"Ah, Fuck! Can't get enough of my cock, sweetheart?"

Sukuna smiles as his gaze slips down to where Yuuji is kneeling between his spread legs on the floor of Sukuna's office. He cups Yuuji's cheek tenderly, trailing his thumb over the smooth, warm skin before his fingers wander into Yuuji's hair to caress it gently.

Yuuji is a sight for sore eyes with his flushed cheeks and the horny look on his pretty face. His tongue darts out to wet his pretty pink lips, licking them seductively before he nods and smiles sweetly back at Sukuna.

"Hmm yeah, baby, I can never get enough of you."

The first tender kiss lands on Sukuna's cock, making his breath catch in his throat and his hand tighten in Yuuji's soft pink hair.

Yuuji's firm hands caress Sukuna's thighs, kneading his muscles gently as Yuuji takes Sukuna lovingly into his warm mouth.

And then Yuuji sucks on Sukuna's tip, and Sukuna's head falls back against the headrest of his office chair while a low groan escapes his parted lips.

For the next few minutes, the room is filled with the sounds of sex. The wet slurping noises of Yuuji bopping his sweet mouth on Sukuna's cock. The cute mewls in the back of Yuuji's throat. And the low moans and soft curses falling from Sukuna's lips. And all the while, Yuuji's pretty honey eyes gaze up at Sukuna with so much love and adoration that it makes Sukuna's head spin.

Outside his office room, the annual Christmas party of the S.H.R.I.N.E Group is in full swing. An event Sukuna dreads every year because he loathes the fake smiles and stupid small talk he has to make with his distant family members who only ever come into his headquarters if they get something for free, like the exquisite banquet and the luxurious gifts everyone receives at the end of the party.

But this year the Christmas event is much better. Because this year, Sukuna has Yuuji with him, and his sweet boyfriend is helping him take the edge off in the best way.

They only have a few stolen minutes here after they managed to sneak away from the party, but they make good use of them.

Soon Yuuji is on Sukuna's lap, riding him on his office chair while their lips meet in a heated needy kiss.

Sukuna smiles in between kisses, his lips brushing over Yuuji's neck and his jaw,

"How long have you been planning to fuck me in my office, sweetheart?"

"For months, actually. And when you told me about the Christmas party, I couldn't resist the opportunity. But can you blame me? I just want to give my boyfriend some sexy memories to think about when he gets bored at work. You'll never look at this chair the same again after tonight. I'll make sure of that, baby."

Yuuji smiles that stunning sunshine smile and cocks his head cutely, winking at Sukuna even as a loud gasp falls from his lips when Sukuna rolls his hips to fuck deeper into him. Somehow he manages to look cheeky and innocent at the same time when he adds,

"Merry Christmas, Kuna."

Sukuna can't help but laugh softly.

"Merry Christmas to you too, darling. You give the best presents."

Actually, Yuuji is the best gift himself. Sukuna's sweet and sexy boyfriend. He braces himself on Sukuna's pecs, digging his nails into the firm muscles, leaving his marks on Sukuna's body as he bounces so cutely on his cock, moaning Sukuna's name in that shaky way that always drives Sukuna wild.

Before he knows it, Sukuna already grabs Yuuji's black tie, the only piece of clothing he is currently wearing, wraps it around his wrist, and tugs firmly on it to pull Yuuji into another deep kiss.

Their soft moans fill the room, followed by whispered words of praise and love when Sukuna's fingers sprawl over Yuuji's hips, guiding him up and down on his cock as they both ride out the last waves of their orgasms.

Sukuna has never enjoyed any Christmas party as much as the one tonight.

A few minutes later, Sukuna is strolling out of his private bathroom, tugging himself back into his pants and buttoning up his dress shirt after wiping Yuuji's cum off his skin.

His gaze drifts over to his desk. Yuuji is still naked, sprawling in Sukuna's office chair in all his glory. A fond smile spreads over Sukuna's face. Yuuji is a mouth-watering sight with all that smooth tan skin and strong muscles on display for Sukuna's admiring gaze. His muscular thighs are spread, and his gorgeous thick cock is softening gradually between them. Milky threads of cum are glistening on his defined abs and pecs.

And Sukuna knows that more cum is seeping out of Yuuji's cute hole and onto Sukuna's fine leather chair. Sukuna's cum. A thought that still blows his mind. That he is allowed to claim Yuuji so completely. That he is allowed to pump him full of his warm seed, to be as close to him as possible, without anything between them.

The smile on Sukuna's face grows even wider. He knows how he must look right now. His usually smug smirk replaced by a lovestruck smile, his poker face gone and replaced by a tender expression. Here, with Yuui, he can be soft. He can be just Sukuna.

His heart feels so full anytime he watches Yuuji after they make love.

Those pretty golden eyes meet his, and the beautiful sunshine smile spreads over Yuuji's face. Laughter bubbles out of his mouth,

"I am sorry for making such a mess, baby, but I think it was worth it, wasn't it?"

Sukuna chuckles as he leans down to gently clean Yuuji with the wet towel he brought from his bathroom before also wiping away the small pool of cum on his office chair.

"Very worth it. I hope you will sweeten my boring office days more often from now on."

Before Sukuna can straighten up again, he gets stopped by a strong hand on the back of his neck, warm fingertips gently playing with the short hair of his undercut as Yuuji pulls him closer for a sweet kiss.

When he pulls away again, his sunshine smile is even brighter,

"I will give you all the sweetness you need, baby. And you have a very fancy office...I might come by here more often now that I know how comfy this leather chair is. And you look so sexy in it, sir."

"Not as sexy as you. Especially when you are naked while sitting on it."

More laughter falls from Yuuji's mouth, genuine and loud, and his honey eyes sparkle with so much happiness and love that Sukuna can't help but reach out and ruffle his pretty pink hair.

This is the man Sukuna loves more than anyone or anything in this world. His lover, his partner, his everything.

Sukuna and Yuuji return to the party five minutes later. They both look immaculate as they walk back to the large conference room where the festivity is being held. Two gorgeous tall men in black designer suits and with matching pink hair.

Sukuna knows they have all eyes on them when they enter the room. Each of them looks good on their own, but together they are stunning. He can't help but feel a wave of pride wash over him. Pride that Yuuji is here with him. Sukuna makes no secret about the fact that Yuuji is his date. His official partner, the man by Sukuna's side.

A confident professional smile is on Sukuna's face as he steps into the room. His arm is loosely wrapped around Yuuji's waist as they both take a glass of champagne and sip it while they mingle with the other party guests.

This is the most dreaded part of the evening for Sukuna. The small talk, the useless gossip, the unfunny jokes, the fake smiles. But tonight, he finds it isn't as bad as he expected. If he is honest, he is even enjoying himself.

It's all thanks to his personal sunshine. Even a boring business event is bearable with Yuuji by his side.

Yuuji is good at these things. His natural charm and kindness make him the perfect party guest. And the training he went through before working for Infinity Escorts added to that. Yuuji knows how to hold a conversation, no matter how mundane the topic is. And he can talk business too, always up to date with what is happening in the world. It's something Gojo insisted was necessary for a high-class escort like Yuuji. He isn't working as an escort anymore, but the habit remains that he reads the news. Sukuna can't stop looking at him, and he knows that everyone else is doing the same.

Yuuji is like the sun. He shines so brightly anywhere he goes, filling the conference room with his cute laugh and his pretty smile. Charming and magnetic. Sukuna can see his business partners hanging on Yuuji's lips. He is hit by an almost overwhelming feeling of affection.

A fond smile tugs at Sukuna's lips as he watches his man over the rim of his champagne glass as Yuuji makes conversation with two of Sukuna's business partners.

Yuuji's laugh is genuine and sweet as he shakes his head when Sukuna's business partner assumes Yuuji works for the S.H.R.I.N.E. Group too,

"Oh no. I don't work here. I have my own business. But you can see some of my work here tonight."

He points at the magnificent Christmassy flower arrangement on the large table in the middle of the banquet.

"If you ever host an event at your company and need it to look good, you should place an order at Tiger Flowers. And if you are nice to my dear Sukuna here, I will even give you the family and friends discount!"

His eyes sparkle as he smiles broadly at Sukuna, leaning closer to kiss his cheek before he turns to look at Sukuna's business partners again, raising his champagne glass to propose a toast to Sukuna and the S.H.R.I.N.E. Group. Sukuna's business partners join in on the toast, both laughing with Yuuji.

Sukuna doesn't even try to hide the big grin on his face as he clinks glasses with them and adds in an amused voice,

"You should absolutely check out Tiger Flowers. They only deliver to the best addresses in the city, and the owner is very charming, as you can see."

After he stopped working as an escort, Yuuji continued his studies to become a movie director one day. But he also went back to the flower shop he had worked at prior to Infinity Escorts, saying that he had always enjoyed the job there and that the old owner was probably happy about the help. But it turned out that the owner was about to retire. That's when Yuuji stepped up and asked to take over the shop from him. And Tiger Flowers was born.

Sukuna and Gojo insisted on investing some money in renovating the old flower shop, giving Yuuji a chance to design it exactly the way he wanted. And he turned it into a beautiful modern flower shop with two very lucrative business deals. A contract with Infinity Escorts to deliver all the flower arrangements for the clubs and bars and the roses for the dates. And a deal with the S.H.R.I.N.E. Group to provide all flower arrangements for the office in Tokyo.

Tiger Flowers is a place for everyone. The average guy next door and the members of Tokyo's elite who need pretty flowers to decorate their glittering offices and penthouses.

And after this Christmas party, Tiger Flowers will have even more customers. Sukuna already knows that.

The whole group chuckles softly, and Sukuna's arm around Yuuji tightens affectionately as he grins at Yuuji and then back at his business partners. They continue their little casual bickering, small talk, and jokes, little teasing comments interlaced with business talk about the plans for the following year.

Sukuna walks out of the conversation with a new lucrative deal in his pocket and a warm feeling in his heart.

An hour later, Sukuna and Yuuji stand on the rooftop terrace of the office building, taking a small break from the festivity to get a breath of fresh air and sip another glass of champagne while gazing over the nightly city.

Sukuna smiles as he swallows the drink, and his eyes wander over the twinkling city lights.

"I'm glad that you joined me for the party, darling. It's a lot more fun with you."

Yuuji's answering smile is bright and sweet as he leans against Sukuna's side,

"Aww, come on, baby, it's a nice party! I love the flower arrangements..."

They both laugh at that. Despite the chilly temperatures out here, Sukuna feels warm. That familiar warmth he associates with Yuuji. It's a feeling that never really leaves him since that day he and Yuuji became a couple. Since that day when they both finally laid all their cards open and admitted their feelings.

And now, this warmth surrounds Sukuna even when his personal sunshine isn't standing right next to him. It's a permanent feeling of love. A feeling of belonging. A feeling of home that he carries with him everywhere he goes.

Standing here high above the city, watching Tokyo's seemingly endless sea of lights as the cold December air brushes over his hair, Sukuna can't help but reminisce about the year that will soon come to a close.

A lot has happened in the last 12 months. A lot of wonderful things.

Yuuji went back to college and also opened Tiger Flowers. He moved in with Sukuna, turning the penthouse into a home for both of them. They established the blissful familiarity that comes with sharing your life with the person you love.

A year of getting to know every facette of the other and falling even deeper in love because of it. They both grew into a new version of themselves, a happier one.

Sukuna learned to open up again. To lay his heart into someone else's hands, and trust this person, trust Yuuji, to keep it whole. He learned to give all he's got to Yuuji, just as he promised, and found that it was the most rewarding thing he has ever done.

Nothing has ever felt so right as taking care of Yuuji and letting Yuuji take care of him. He thinks maybe he figured out the meaning of life.

They became each other's home, each other's safe place. Sukuna never thought he would love like this again. But he does. Oh, he does. He loves Yuuji with all of his heart.

His tender thoughts get interrupted by the loud clicking of high heels on the marble tiles. Sukuna turns his head only to groan inwardly as he sees who is marching toward them.

His cousin from Kyoto.

She looks furious as she stops in front of him and Yuuji, not even trying to hide her disapproval. Her gaze is shooting daggers at Yuuji, eying him with obvious disgust on her face as if he is some vermin she wants to get rid of.

It makes Sukuna wrap a protective arm around his angel and pull him against his side. He fixes his cousin with a challenging stare, daring her to say something.

Her voice is harsh when she spats out,

"Do you have no shame at all, Sukuna? You got the nerve to bring one of your little whores to a company event? Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is for me to stand there and watch this? I don't care what you do behind closed doors, but displaying that fetish of yours here is disgusting!"

Sukuna can't help but chuckle darkly. He should have known that she would cause problems. So far, the reactions to his relationship with Yuuji have been positive. Of course, some people knew about Yuuji's former occupation. But none of them had a problem with it. Especially not after meeting Yuuji in person and talking to him. He had easily managed to wrap everyone around his finger.

Except for Sukuna's cousin, apparently. She is glaring at him and Sukuna, shaking from anger.

Sukuna sighs. When he answers her, his voice is dripping with fake sweetness and a condescending tone,

"Good evening to you too, my dear cousin. May I introduce you to my boyfriend Yuuji? You may have mixed things up a little. I don't have any whores. I used to meet some lovely escorts, though. And each one of them was much more classy than you could ever dream of being. But Yuuji here isn't my escort. He is my partner. Something you would know if you showed even the slightest interest in what is going on in my life or my company apart from showing up at my annual Christmas party to get free champagne and a luxurious gift package."

He can't help a smug smirk from spreading over his face when he hears her sharp intake of breath.

"Tsk, I can see what he is! A pretty little whore who spreads his legs for anyone who pays him! And you bring him here and parade him around, making a fool of yourself! A hooker isn't a suitable partner for the CEO of a company like ours. You drag our family name through the dirt and don't even seem to care. I am appalled!"

Sukuna's hand tightens around the champagne glass he's holding. Anger is surging through him. Cold rage upon hearing how this woman talks about the love of his life. Sukuna can feel Yuuji stir in his embrace, obviously uncomfortable. And that's when something in Sukuna snaps.

He fixes his cousin with a deadly glare. His voice is low and dangerous,

"I forbid you to talk about my fiancé like that. Yuuji is worth a lot more than you and your whole branch of the family. He deserves to carry our family name more than you do."

He can see the moment his words register, and his cousin's eyes widen in shock at the same time as a soft gasp escapes Yuuji's mouth. Sukuna can practically feel Yuuji 's eyes on him and imagine the astonished expression on his pretty face.

Maybe Sukuna got carried away a little bit. The fiancé part isn't true. Not yet, at least. Yuuji didn't know about it until now, but Sukuna has thought about it a lot during the last few months. He knows what he wants.

He has it all planned out. He has already booked the getaway over New Year at the same beach resort Sukuna and Yuuji had been to on their first weekend together.

The same hotel suite, this time during winter time, to watch the magnificent fireworks paint the ocean into a bright sea of color. And during that moment, when the fireworks begin, Sukuna wants to get on one knee and ask Yuuji to become his husband.

That is at least how Sukuna planned to tell Yuuji he wants to marry him. Not here on the rooftop of his office building, with his fuming cousin in front of him. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

His cousin's eyes are almost comically wide as her head snaps from Sukuna to Yuuji and back again.

"Fiancé?! You have really lost your mind, Sukuna. How can you even consider that? He is just after your money! He is a whore! Excuse me, an escort... It doesn't matter what you call him. The facts stay the same! He lets anyone fuck him if the price is right! How many people at this party has he already offered his services to? And you want to make him your husband? This is the peak of unprofessionalism! This company isn't in good hands with you!"

She screams the last part, sounding as furious as Sukuna feels too. But his voice is calm, a dangerous whisper, when he retorts,

"Oh, is that so? Do you think you would be better for the company? So why didn't you take it? Where were you when my dad died and we needed someone to take over the CEO post? Know your place. Don't come here to my office, to my Christmas party, and talk shit like this, especially not to the man I love. I've had enough of you. I expect you to hand in your resignation on Monday. If not, I guarantee I will make your life in my company hell. Now go and get your good-for-nothing husband and get out of my sight. If you aren't gone when I return to the party, I will have you kicked out by security."

He watches her open her mouth and close it again several times, eyes wide as the gravity of what he just said washes over her. She gulps hard.

"Fine! I'll leave. Fuck you, Kuna!"

She storms off, banging the large glass door shut behind her, leaving behind a stunned Yuuji and a victorious Sukuna.

Yuuji's voice breaks the momentary silence,

"Oh my god..."

To Sukuna's relief, he sounds more amused than hurt. As if he is watching one of his movies and commenting on the drama that's happening. Sukuna huffs and turns his face to press a tender kiss on Yuuji's cheek.

"I'm sorry about this, baby. Don't listen to her. She has always been a bitter person who is envious of everyone else, especially me."

Sukuna feels Yuuji shift in his arms, and then amused golden eyes gaze at him while a small cheeky smile plays around his lips,

"So, I'm your fiancé, hm?"

Sukuna chuckles softly,

"Well, I had to say something so she would leave you alone. But you know... it wasn't really a lie. Not for me, at least."

"Huh?"

Now Yuuji blinks at him. His big beautiful eyes gaze at Sukuna with a puzzled look. Those pretty eyes that offer Sukuna so much love and happiness every single day.

And suddenly, Sukuna knows that it doesn't matter that they are at his company's Christmas party and not at the fancy beach resort. It doesn't matter that there are no fireworks or that Sukuna doesn't have a ring.

He promised himself and Yuuji to never run again. And so he will just improvise and do what he knows in his heart is the right thing to do.

And so he gets on one knee, takes Yuuji's hand in his and smiles up at him.

"I wanted to do this another way, and I don't even have your engagement ring with me. It's at home, hidden in our closet, waiting for our little New Year trip. But it doesn't matter, because what I want to ask you doesn't need a specific time or place. All that matters is that you are my everything. You make me happier than I have ever been, and my goal is to make you happy too. I love you, Yuuji. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, would you please do me the honor of becoming my husband?"

Yuuji's loud gasp is the cutest thing Sukuna has ever heard. He feels Yuuji's hand flexing in his, clutching at Sukuna as tears form in those pretty golden eyes before they spill over and slowly run down Yuuji's beautiful face.

And then, instead of pulling Sukuna up, Yuuji gets on his knees too, joining him on the floor with his bright sunshine smile and a happy sob falling from his trembling lips.

"I never...oh Sukuna, I never expected this..."

A tender smile spreads over Sukuna's face.

"You are so cute, darling. You are worth the whole world. You are worth everything. My company, my money, my car...all of those things don't matter. I would give anything I have away just to have you forever. I love you, Yuuji."

"I love you too, Kuna. I love you so much."

His hiccup at the end of the sentence makes Sukuna's heart clench affectionately. He reaches out with his free hand to cup Yuuji's cheek, tenderly wiping some of the hot tears away.

"So what is your answer to my question, sweetheart? Do you want to marry me?"

Yuuji smiles at him while more happy tears stream down his pretty face, and he nods enthusiastically.

"Yes! Of course, I want to marry you!"

He makes a cute sound that is a mix between a sob and a chuckle and flings himself at Sukuna, almost knocking him over, wrapping his arms tightly around him and capturing his lips in a tender kiss.

And Sukuna laughs too, happy and carefree like never before, as he wraps his arms tightly around Yuuji and smiles into the tender kiss they share.

He never thought he would have this. Not after he had given up on love years ago. But now, on the floor of his office building's rooftop terrace on a chilly night a few days before Christmas, he has everything he wants right here in front of him.

He has Yuuji.

And Sukuna knows now that you can open your heart again after it has been broken. You can find happiness again, no matter at what point in your life. He certainly did. Even after he gave up on love, even after he decided to shut all his feelings away. He let himself feel again. He let himself love again and let himself be loved in return. And he thinks this is the best decision he has ever made.

He doesn't need fake love anymore. He has true love right here in his arms.

- The end -

Aaaahhh, this was the last chapter!! So many tears were cried while writing this. I hope you liked it and I could give Yuuji and Sukuna the happy end they deserve!! Thank you so much to everyone who read this story until the end! Your comments and all the love I received for this story means so much to me! This AU really is my baby, I was so invested in this love story, and I am so happy that I could finish it. I think I packed some of my worst qualities into both Sukuna and Yuuji, and it feels like therapy to give them a happy ending like this and to say that it's never too late to find love even after your heart has been broken.

It's bittersweet to post this last chapter. On the one hand, I am happy I could tell the whole story. On the other hand, I will miss this AU so much! But Yuuji and Sukuna are happy now, and I am sure they will have a wonderful time at their little getaway over New Year and at their wedding soon after, so they don't really need me anymore :)

Thank you again for all the love!! I am so grateful to everyone who read this story and gave nice feedback! I hope to see you again when I start posting my next Sukuita story :) I am sending you lots of love! Thank you!!

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