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xotaemintol · 30 days ago

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MARKHYUCK X FEMBLACK READER //APT.// <PT.1>

♡ “All you gotta do is meet me at the…” ♡

[She/Her pronouns, plus size friendly. Warning, this fanfiction will contain; heavy drinking, cursing, drunk sex, oral sex, vaginal sex, kissing, unprotected sex, implications of cheating, and more. Part one contains; Heavy Drinking, stripping, and cursing. If any of these things are triggering for you, please look away, thank you.]

[What is APT? 아파트 (AH/PA/TU), is an Korean drinking game. Two players or more stack their hands and chant: “아파트, 파트, 아파트, 파트, 아파트.” as they wave their hands, alternating them between each other. One player picks a number and another counts, as this player counts everyone moves their hands to the top starting from the bottom. The player with their hand on the top takes a shot and the game continues.]

(Please ignore any mistakes 😭 this was deleted 2 times, and I’ve rewritten all of this from memory, so bear with me. I’m also debating on finishing this, but you let me know what I should do.)

Leave it to Jisung Park to cancel plans he made at the last minute. You should’ve known better than to listen to him when he said he wanted to join Mark and Haechan to throw you a small house warning party. Not even 30 minutes later and he had already backtracked.

“Sorry, I can’t make it tonight, another night okay?” He said. You could strangle him. You had ordered enough food to feed four grown men, and just as you expected, he canceled.

But, luckily for you Mark and Donghyuck were on there way. They sent a text to the groupchat reassuring you that they’d be coming tonight, unlike Jisung.

You sigh and grab three shot glasses to sat them on the coffee table. Placing them down you smile. At least you can count on the two of them, so you don’t feel too bad. It’s not even 15 minutes after their text that you hear your doorbell ring, excited, you squeal and rush over to the door as you call out in a singing tone; “Coming!”

You check the small monitor beside the door, just to be sure that it’s them before—just as you assumed, it is. With a large smile on your face you open the door and squeal happily.

“You came!” You hug them both as Mark laughs. “Duh, we told you we were.” Haechan says jokingly in a snarky tone.

You roll your eyes playfully and look down at the bags in his hands. “Whoa, is that just alcohol?” You ask. Mark nods, “I told him we don’t need that much, but he said-“ “What’s a house warming party without enough alcohol to kill a bear?” You laugh and nod your head in agreement as you step aside to let them in.

Mark shakes his head, they take off their shoes by the door and you lead them back inside.

“It’s just the three of us though, we can’t drink all of that.” Mark agrees with you, but Haechan only waves the two of you off. “It’ll be fine, you can keep whatever you don’t drink tonight—think of it as a gift from your favorite man.” You snicker and sit down on the floor in front of your couch.

They look around the apartment for a second before sitting down. “Damn, this might be nicer than my place.” Mark says. You scoff and look up at him with a smile, “You mean your hundred billion dollar apartment? Yeah, right.” Haechan grunts softly as he sits on the couch beside you.

He sits the bags down on the table and begins to empty the contents out. “Might be? Mark could spend ten billion dollars and his apartment would still suck compared to yours.” You watch as he empties the bottles out of the bags. “What? Why?” Mark asks. Haechan look at him with a smug expression and says; “Because, your apartment doesn’t have a pretty woman.” He says simply.

“Yours doesn’t have one either.” “Says who? Y/N comes over all the time.” “Sure she does. She basically lived with me before she moved.” The pair continue to bicker, but your attention shifts to the sheer amount of alcohol Donghyuck bought. Silently, you count the bottles.

‘1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11…’

Your eyes widen and you turn to Haechan saying; “How much do you expect us to drink tonight? Aren’t you both lightweights?!” Mark immediately disagrees, so does Donghyuck. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out.”

After giving them a tour of your apartment, you decided that it would be nice to watch a movie while waiting for the food to come. None of the three of you had even acknowledged the bottles of soju sitting on the table. You were too busy trying to figure out what to do next to beat the settling boredom.

“Let’s watch another movie.” You suggest, “There’s nothing to watch.” Donghyuck states. You hum softly as you scroll through the endless movies on the screen. “Terrifier?” Mark immediately disagrees. “Absolutely not, it’s just gore and cruel and unusual punishment.”

“Ballerina?” “We watched that last month.” “A quiet place?” “No, we watched that too.”

You continue going back and forth with Mark until Haechan finally speaks up and says; “Let’s play 아파트!” You turn to look at Haechan and with a confused expression you ask; “What’s that?” He grins.

“A drinking game.” He slips off the couch and sits on the floor beside you. “So, we all put our hands on top of each others and go ‘아파트 파트, 아파트 파트,아파트 파트.’ And then we start move our hands up to the top of the stack and then who’s ever hand is on top has to drink.” You stare at Donghyuck slightly confused, slowly nodding your head with a puzzled expression.

He shakes his head and sucks his teeth. “Mark,” he says, “Come here.” Mark—seemingly already knowing what the game is, sits beside you on the floor and rolls his eyes. “Look, we’ll show you.” Mark puts his hand in the middle and Haechan places his hand on top, Mark puts his hand above Haechans and then Haechan puts his other above Marks.

“Okay, now—since I suggested the game, we say ‘Hyuck’s game, Donghyuck game, game start’ and then we wave are hands like this.”

To demonstrate, they begin waving their hands while alternating which one is on top and which one is on the bottom while chanting; “아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트.” When they stop Haechan’s hand is on the bottom, while one of Mark’s is on the top. “Okay, so since my hand is on the bottom, I pick a number and Mark counts.” You nod and watch. “9.” Mark rolls his eyes and sighs before counting to nine.

“1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.” After counting Mark’s hand is on top again. “Since Mark’s hand is on top he has to take a shot, and then it’s his turn to choose and I count.” He says, “Sounds easy, right?” You nod, this time fully understanding.

“Yeah, easy when he isn’t cheating.” Mark mutters, “There is no cheating, you’re just bad at the game.”

After just 20 minutes Mark is 5 shots deep, you’re 4, and Haechan is only 1. You quickly realized after your third shot that Donghyuck is strangely good at this game, and Mark is strangely bad at it. Luckily, it was your turn and you were really starting to grasp how to win.

“아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트!” The three of you chant, your hand ends on the bottom and you look over at Haechan with a grin. His poker face is killer. He’s been so calm this whole time, laughing as you and Mark—mostly Mark, filled your glasses to the brim and took shot after shot. But you can’t let him win, so before shouting out a number you think. You glance around you for a second before hesitantly shouting out; “7!”

Mark begins to count and you nervously move your hands upward. “5, 6, 7.” “YES!” You jump up as Donghyuck’s hand lands on top. You laugh as he presses his tongue against his cheek, chuckling as Mark pats his shoulder. “Bottoms up Hyuck!” You tease.

You quickly sit down and pour his shot, pouring until the alcohol is almost overflowing. “Drink! Drink! Drink!” He laughs in amusement at your cute reaction and takes the shot to his head. Just like the first one, he makes it look easy.

As he sits his glass down you gasp and lean onto Mark in a playful manner, you place on hand on his chest and the other on his thigh. "Watch out Mark," You say in a fake whisper; "I think he's planning something." But Mark doesn't respond. His foggy mind is distracted by the smell of your lotion.

Usually he's used to you being so close, but in his impaired state he feels a little shameless. His desire to get a better smell of your scent is a little stronger than his morality, so, he leans in close to smell you a little more. But, just as he does you turn around and look at him. He flinches back and quickly looks away from you, turning red from his neck up as he nervously laughs.

"Be careful, we can't let him win." You add. Haechan, who watched silently laughs and adds in a teasing tone. "Yeah Markie Pooh, don't let me win." You snap your head over to Haechan and jokingly poke his chest as you glare at him. "I'm watching you, don't get cocky Hyuck." He smirks and looks down at you with his eyebrows raised. "Watch all you want," He says. "I don't mind."

You laugh and roll your eyes as you sit up. "Alright. Let's keep going."

The game continues and once again the three of you begin the chant. This time, Mark's hand is at the bottom and Donghyuck counts. Just as expected your hand ends up on top. "Damn it!"

You grab your glass and Haechan fills it to the brim. You huff and quickly down the drink, "Alright! Let's go." Haechan laughs and nods.

"아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트!" This time, his hand is at the bottom. "8." Haechan calls out. Mark inhales deeply and begins to count. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8." You silently prayed for Donghyuck's hand to end up on top—but, conveniently for him, this time it's Mark.

You grab another bottle of soju and fill Mark's shot glass. The game continues like this for another five minutes until it's finally Haechan's turn to drink again, but before taking his shot he looks at the two of you and says. "Let's make this more fun." "How?" You ask. His grin tells you that he has a mischievous idea in mind.

"Let's strip after every shot." He suggests. "What?! No!" "Okay." Your reaction is completely different from Mark's. In your mind, the added element of stripping would add a million times more thrill to the game. Currently, there isn't much at stake other than a hangover for everyone. But stripping, adds a certain type of excitement and risk that would make this game even more fun.

As you turn to Mark you ask; "Why not?" Donghyuck leans over your shoulder and repeats after you asking in a teasing tone; "Yeah Mark, why not?" Mark rolls his eyes but before he can respond you say; "C'mon Mark, it'll be fun!" Mark looks at the both of you for a second, the mischievous look on Haechan's face and the excited one on yours spell danger, but—he agrees either way.

"Okay, fine." "Yes!" Haechan takes his shot and this time, instead of continuing the game, he begins to peel his shirt off his body. As he does so you watch with wide and surprises eyes. As he does so you watch with wide and surprises eyes. You grin as he tosses his shirt aside and reach to touch his chest, but he covers his body with his arms and stops you.

"Uh, uh! This isn't free ma'am!" He says jokingly, "But for you..." He moves his arms and allows you to freely touch his chest. You laugh as your hands roam his chest saying; "I love this game." You look over at Mark and grin. "Sorry Mark," Your hand pauses for a moment and you give him a fake pout. "But I hope you lose."

"What?! Why?" Mark asks with a laugh, you grin and shrug your shoulders saying; "I gotta see how much you have in common with Spider-Man." He scoffs and rolls his eyes, but Haechan laughs at your joke.

"Whatever, let's keep playing."

Again the chanting starts. "아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트!" Now that the stakes have been raised, every time the word leaves your mouth your hands feel sweater and your heart seems to beat a little faster. A mixture between excitement and anxiety fill your drunken body, and when your hands finally stop—with yours at the bottom, you almost jump up in excitement as you yell out; "YES!"

They laugh at your excitement, but as soon as you throw out a number, Mark's laughter stops. Donghyuck counts and your hands begin to move. "3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10." "DAMN IT!" Mark curses as his hand ends up on top, but you can't help but cheer. "Yeah baby! Strip! Strip! Strip!" Haechan laughs loudly at your reaction and at Mark's loss as he pours him a shot, only filling the glass half way this time.

Mark huffs loudly and takes it, he slowly drinks it down and then slams the glass on the table. "Take it off! Take it off! Take-" You stop and cover your mouth as he glares at you playfully. You retreat to Haechan and lean your back against him while chanting a bit quieter, "Take it off, take it off." Haechan now following along behind you to further antagonize Mark.

Reluctantly, Mark slowly strips himself of his shirt—only to reveal a white tank top underneath his T-shirt.

“Aw man! What the hell?” You roll your eyes in annoyance and sit up. Mark can’t help but laugh at your reaction. “What?” He teases, “Were you that excited to see me naked?” With zero hesitation you say yes. “Why are you wearing two shirts anyways?” “I always wear an under shirt.” You roll your eyes and look away from him.

“Yeah, alright.”

The game continues and this time Mark’s hand is at the bottom, the two of you stare at him—waiting for him to shout out a number. You can tell he’s nervous from the way his eyes dart around. His cute smile as he thinks gives you butterflies.

“Uhm, 12!” You laugh and shake your head as you begin to count. “1, 2, 3…” You slowly, the anticipation is killing Mark, but entertaining for you and Haechan. “7, 8, 9, 10, 11…” You laugh, knowing that it’ll be on Mark again and finally say 12. Mark groans loudly as Haechan bursts into laughter.

“Take it off! Take it off!” This time, you’re fully expecting him to take off his shirt. But of course not. “Socks count as clothing.” Mark says. You whine and roll your eyes. “What?! How! That’s not even fair!” Haechan stops you and says in a calm tone. “No no, let him take of his socks.” “After that, he’ll have to take his shirt off.”

You look at Donghyuck and softly gasp in excitement. “You’re right!” Mark laughs in disbelief at the both of you and takes both his socks off.

As the game starts again you feel even more determined. Maybe it’s the alcohol, but the room suddenly feels a bit hotter. Tension rises with every second but it only makes the game even more entertaining.

Your hands stop again, but this time Haechan’s hand on the bottom.

In a relaxed manner Haechan calls out his number; “7.” Both you and Mark, are expecting him to have set up Mark to take his shirt off, it only makes sense. Nervously, Mark begins to count, but unexpectedly, your hand ends up on top. “NO!” Mark laughs as he claps his hands. “Ha!” Donghyuck joins him and pours your shot.

“Whatever, youll end up taking it off either way.” You take off your shirt and then drink the alcohol in your glass. When you sit it down the two of them are shamelessly, staring at your breast.

“If you’re gonna stare at least don’t make it so obvious.” You joke. “Hey, it’s not my fault your heart is behind your breasts.” Haechan says, you laugh and playfully shove him as Mark sits silently, turning red as he tries his hardest not to stare.

“Okay, let’s go.”

This time, the chanting is a lot slower. The game feels more fun, but you also feel a little anxious. Sitting between the two of them like this isn’t completely out of the ordinary, you’ve changed in front of them more times than you can count on your fingers and toes—but something about this, the energy and the heat radiating of their bodies makes it feel different.

“아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트…” repeating the process, only this time you’ve picked the number—Haechan counts and your hands move. Your breathing becomes deeper and slower. Finally, your hands stop and to your luck, Mark’s hand is on top .

You high five Donghyuck before pouring Mark’s shot, only filling it half way. “Drink up.” Mark shakes his head and picks up the glass. He takes a second before sipping it down, and when it’s all gone he sits it down then slowly slips his shirt off.

He tossing his shirt next to yours, before he can say anything your hands are already on his body as if they have a mind of their own. He doesn’t even stop you. Instead he watches with a smirk on his flushed face

“Are you happy now?” He asks, you nod and look at him. “Very.” You respond. He leans his head back and smiles with his tongue pressed against his cheek, “You act like you’ve never seen us without a shirt on before.” Haechan says. “Yeah, but usually y’all act like I’m a criminal for looking.” Mark grabs your hands and raises his eyebrow at you. “You’re acting like one.” He says playfully.

You laugh and put your hands up. “Can you blame me?” “Yes.” Again, the game starts. “아파트 파트, 아파트 파트, 아파트 파트!” The pace picks up again as excitement builds and your hand is on the bottom. “13!” Mark counts, his speed also picking up. “9, 10, 11, 12, 12!”

The two of them cheer loudly as you hand lands on top. “Let’s go!” Mark shouts, they high five and laugh—but after you’ve taken your shot they both realize what comes next and their excite smiles slowly fade.

“Oh, wait. You don’t have to-“ Before Mark can finish you stand up and begin unbuttoning your pants. “Rules are rules.” You shove your pants down, trying not to let your underwear get caught—when they’re down to your calf’s you place your hand on Haechan’s shoulder to keep your balance.

You struggle to get them off your leg, it only hits you now just how drunk you are. Luckily, Mark notices and helps you. He looks up at you as he slowly slides the pant leg down your calf, the look in his hazy eyes is a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. Your own reflection almost the same thing.

You look down at him a little longer, staring into his eyes as the tension stirs—quickly becoming sexual. It’s only when Haechan clears his throat that you look away. You chuckle anxiously and stumble a little as you place your other hand on Marks shoulder so you can get the other leg down. But just as Mark did, Haechan helps you get it off.

Placing one hand on your foot and the other on your knee, just above your shin he looks up at you with a look similar to Marks. A confident one, one that’s equally as sexual. His hand slowly slides down your leg to push the fabric off your—now, warm skin. When it’s bunched up at the bottom he pulls it all the way down then tosses them to the side with his own shirt.

Slowly, you sit down with the help of Haechan and inhale deeply.

“Should we keep going?” He asks, you nod your head and then look to Mark who seemed to be waiting for your answer before giving his own. “You aren’t gonna quit now, right?” Mark shakes his head. “What about you?” Haechan shakes his head as well. “Okay, good!”

You clap your hands together and put them in the middle, they quickly follow suit—in your stomach the heat you felt becomes a scorching sensation. As you move your hands the tingling sensation in the depths of your body becomes stronger.

“9.” Mark says. As he slurs his words, Haechan counts to nine. Mark moves his hand, then you move yours, then Haechan, then Mark, then you, then Haechan, then Mark, then you again, and finally Haechan.

Standing up Haechan locks his lips and slowly pulls the strings to his feet sweats loose. As they come undone you feel a soft throb between your legs, you watch shamelessly. Too intoxicated to pretend that you hadn’t ever thought about a moment like this. He slowly shoves them down his thighs, his face turning red as the bulge in his underwear is put on full display.

The moment you notice it you feel a sensation similar to having to pee, that heat quickly turns into a wetness.

Neither you or Mark make a comment about the erection in his boxers. At this point, you’re sure Mark must be on the same page. It’d be pointless to point it out.

“Should we keep going?” Mark asks, before Haechan could answer you respond for him. “Why would we stop?” Both your words are slurred. “Exactly, I’ll be damned if I’m the only one exposed tonight.” Donghyuck sits down and you laugh a little. “See, this is why I’m glad I don’t have a penis.” You comment, “What does that mean?” Donghyuck asks.

“Exactly what I said.” You look at him, but his expression makes you look away immediately. His eyes are low and the grin on his face makes you feel unbelievably horny. “But anyways…” You clear your throat and sit up. ‘Relax.’ You think to yourself. But the feeling between your legs is so intense already.

“C’mon, you said we should keep going.” Everyone places their hands in the middle again, but now, there’s no chant. You move your hands and when your hand is on the bottom, you give a number and silently pray that it doesn’t end up in you being completely bare. “1…2…3…4…5…6..7…8…” To your luck, Mark’s hand is on the top. This time, he doesn’t reach to grab his glass; instead, he stands up and unbuckles his belt.

Again, you sit mesmerized. Admiring the way his hands look as he yanks his belt through the loops, even in your drunken state you can still recall all the times you’ve thought about being on your knees in front of him as he took his pants off.

His belt hits the floor with a loud clanking sound, but you don’t look away to see where it landed; you’re too busy watching him remove his pants in a rushed manner. You lick your lips as you see the band of his boxers. Just like Donghyuck, when he’s finally removed them you can see that you were right. He’s in the same boat. The erection in his boxers is as clear as day…..

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sturnlova · 8 months ago

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Clingy

( Sub Chris Sturniolo x Female reader )

( Warning : Smut, time skips, kinda new to writing, not proof read all the way, pet names, i might stop putting warnings i never know what to do 😭 )

Chris : Orange

Y/N : Pink

Matt : Blue

Nick : Purple

( Word count : 1k )

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Chris had been super clingy to his brothers and me.

Chris had been incredibly annoying to Nick and Matt, often following them about like a shadow, talking to them, holding hands, resting his head on their shoulders, and doing pretty much anything to be close to them.

He had also been extremely fussy toward me, constantly toying with my fingers, caressing the corner of my lips, whispering to me, and giving me tight hugs as though I would soon pass away.

I wasn't bothered by it at all, but I was curious as to why he suddenly become such a submissive person.

On a Thursday night at 9:30 p.m., the triplets were supposed to be home by now because they were filming, but they stayed at home instead because Chris insisted on filming with me, claiming he wouldn't be able to handle even a minute of being without me.

Nick, Matt, and I looked at Chris strangely, wondering why he was so clingy in front of his brothers.

He was known to get clingy, but his brothers had never seen him act this clingy , especially in front of him.

"What the fuck is your problem, you can hang out with Y/N after we film."

"Chris, stop acting like a baby. Why are you acting this way?"

"Okay guys, get off his dick."

I whispered in Chris’ ear to go film and then we can have a talk about what’s going on.

Chris nodded and walked behind his older brothers to go film a youtube video for his loyal fan base.

After recording for more than an hour, Chris and his siblings had finally arrived home at 11:17 p.m.

"Chris I'm going to go edit, and Y/N Chris is acting like a jerk. He spoke about you almost every time he opened his mouth, and when he didn’t it was always criticism.”

“Come on, baby, let's go to the room to talk”

"All right."

With my hand clasped around his, Chris muttered something under his breath as we made our way to his room.

"Chris, what's wrong? Why are you acting so needy?" I didn't want to come off as mean to Chris so i spoke very softly.

Chris simply shrugged his shoulders and pulled at the bed sheets, sighing with humiliation.

“I don’t know if just feel like i wanna be told what to do and be told to cum a-and i don’t know.”

it all started to make sense why he was acting like this, he just wanted to get fucked like a submissive bitch.

I looked at Chris because usually Chris has been dom, i didn’t mind being sub if anything i would love to tell Chris when to cum or what to do more often.

There were black Calvin Klein boxers, white shirt, and grey sweatpants strewn all over the place.

My nose struck Chris's pelvis and I gagged as my mouth was on his dick, moving up and down to make sure I got everything in my mouth.

"MM fuck mummy, it feels so good, please let me cum in your mouth, it feels so good."

"Go ahead, angel."

He then completed that. I felt his thick, white ropes slide down my throat, and I opened my mouth to tell him I had swallowed everything.

"Im sorry for being annoying to you; thank you for helping me ma.”

"You haven't been annoying, but I'm not finished. You said that you want commands, so I will give you that. I’m gonna ride you okay?"

“Okay”

Before long, all of my clothes were on the ground, and I was riding Chris while positioned on top of him and gripping the head of the bed with my hands.

"Open"

Chris gave me a strange look but followed my instructions. I inserted two fingers and told him to suck, and he did.

With a loud plop, I removed my fingers from his lips and placed them on my clit, applying just enough pressure to push me over the brink.

"I can feel you twitching, fuck Chris. Are you going to cum with me, dirty slut? Irritating me and your brothers with your neediness, all for the sake of getting fucked like the filthy whore you are? You're going to come soon, but you won't come until I tell you to, okay?"

"Yes ma, i won’t cum until you tell me to i promise.”

Chris was sobbing a little bit because he had already came earlier and was now in severe need to cum again as soon as possible.

With my fluids streaming out of me onto Chris's tummy, I finished over him with my fingers moving more quickly over my clit.

"You can cum now pretty boy, Cum Chris."

I overstimulated myself by bouncing on him in order for him to finish.

As we experienced our climax, Chris let out an incredibly loud groan, "Ughh fuck MUMMY FEE- FEels sOO GOOD NGHH F-F-FUCK."

I asked him whether it was too much after giving him a full face-kiss.

“ i’m okay but seriously i am sorry for being annoying”

“ It’s okay baby do you wanna take a shower or just lay?”

“I’m tired can we just lay for a bit i don’t wanna move”

I nodded and laid there with him still in me to drift off to a deep slumber

After a long night, Chris and I showered and dressed before heading downstairs.

I said, "Good morning, guys" speaking for Chris and myself as he was still drowsy.

"Mummy, you guys had a great time last night?"

"What the fuck matt, unless you want to be kicked in the balls, don't call me mummy?"

"Don't fucking call her that Matt, or I'll kill you."

"I apologise Jesus, but did you enjoy calling Y/N mommy last night, Chris? You probably woke up everyone in the neighbourhood.”

"Fuck off"

I heard footsteps approaching the kitchen.

"Good morning, guys. Last night, I had the strangest dream. I dreamed that Chris was a little kid calling out for his mummy because he was hurt."

Everyone laughed except for Nick.

"Guys, what really is so funny?"

"Nothing, be at peace."

Chris and I watch iclary together on the couch to begin our day.

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo smut #romance #chris sturniolo x you #romantic

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lyrakanefanaticwriting · 4 months ago

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Req for Grayson trying to seduce Lyra 😭

Unexpected Company

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Lyra pulled an elastic off her wrist and used it to tie her hair in a low ponytail as she examined the room before her. It appeared to be a cross over of a gymnasium, meant for gymnastics, and a ballet room. She had stumbled across it yesterday when she was exploring the house, no, mansion that they were currently staying at on the island. It had gnawed at her all of yesterday and today, until finally she decided to visit it again. To be fair, she did have her pointe shoes in her luggage, even if she didn’t dance anymore. She needed something familiar in that unfamiliar house, on that unfamiliar island, even if it was just a sign of an old hobby. Once she finished tying up her pointe shoes, she peered at the beams. Most of them seemed to be for gymnastics, a few being low on the floor for ballet, but there was one that caught Lyra’s eye. The odd thing about it was that it was pretty high up. There was a ladder, and if Lyra had to guess, she’d say it was about 15 feet tall at the most. The slightest bit of doubt clouded her mind, and she wondered if she would fall. She hadn’t danced in years. But, before she could fully think it through, she was climbing up the ladder, her bag over her shoulder.

Once she was on the beam, she placed the bag on the top step of the ladder, took her phone out, and played her practically untouched ballet playlist. She felt self conscious on whether or not she would be able to dance this high up, but once the music started playing, muscle memory kicked in and her feet knew where to go. Although she was this high up, she closed her eyes, and danced. Suddenly, she knew she was dancing her last ever performance, the last one she ever learnt and memorized. It was so achingly familiar that all stress from the game, her father’s suicide, and just the feeling of being alone washed off of her. She could finally breathe. Now, she could hear the music coming to an end, the tempo increasing as she spun and twirled. She turned and spun over and over again, and knew that she was coming close towards the end of the beam. She spun. And spun. And spun. And when the music finally drew to an end, her pointe shoes stood on her toes on the last sliver of space on the beam. She placed all her weight on it, placing her other foot as straight as she could above her head, her body making an almost straight line. The music stopped, and Lyra stood like that for a few moments more, soaking in the feeling of sweet nostalgia. That was, until, she heard footsteps on the hardwood floor. Her eyes ripped open and she placed both legs on the beam, realizing how close she really was to the edge, when she looked down and saw Grayson Hawthorne. At 11:30 PM. Grayson Hawthorne was in the gymnasium/ballet room at 11:30 PM. She straightened, and she held back the urge to drop her jaw as she scrambled to find an excuse as to why she was still wandering at this time. Instead, Grayson beat her to it.

“You are aware that it’s 11:30 at night, correct?” He asked her, his tone precise and clear. Lyra narrowed her eyes at him on the beam, crossing her arms.

“Yes. I am. Were you following me in here, or are you a bit of a gymnast yourself?” She retorted. Although, her eyes couldn’t help but sweep down his body. He had ditched the usual suit jacket, and his sleeves were cuffed. Never before had she seen Grayson like that. And never before, or now, would she ever assume that she would like it. Her eyes snapped back onto his, and Lyra told herself that he hadn’t noticed her embarrassing eyes trailing down his body, especially not from this high up, but she couldn’t pretend that she was imagining the way his eyebrow arched deeper, and a curious twinkle entered his eyes.

“No, it’s just my room is just a few doors down and I could hear the music you were playing. Because, well, it is silent, since it’s late and most of the contestants are in their rooms.” He replied, turning his head up at her as he made an obvious jab to the fact that she was out when she really shouldn’t have been. Lyra huffed and grabbed her bag, going down the ladder without saying a word, until she reached the bottom. She turned around, and was suddenly face to face with Grayson. Her hands returned to her hips this time, and Lyra could swear that his eyes darted to them once she did. Although, it was so quick she thought she had been imagining it.

“I hadn’t known you were a ballerina.” He said, dipping his head down to meet her gaze. She gave a little half shrug.

“I’m not. Not anymore, anyway.” She said, turning to walk away. It took two strides for him to walk beside her, and the two of them walked side by side towards the gym doors.

“What do you mean by ‘not anymore’?” He asked her, stopping in front of the doors to look at her. Lyra wished he would stop doing that, because she hated how much her heart fluttered when he would meet her gaze. And she especially hated when he would look away. “I saw you dancing. You were amazing.”

“Yeah, well, I just….. lost my spark for it 3 years ago.” She said, her mind trying to quickly get over the fact that he called her dancing amazing. He held her gaze, before speaking again.

“3 years ago?” He said, and already in his mind Lyra could see him make the connection. 3 years ago his grandfather had died. 3 years ago Lyra started remembering the day her father shot himself, especially the Hawthorne name. Lyra turned to walk out the door, when Graysons voice rang through the silent room.

“Wait.” He said, and brushed his hand against the back of her elbow. It was a quick touch, one meant to grab someone’s attention, but not one you were really supposed to notice. But Lyra’s traitorous nerves noticed it keenly. Grayson glanced behind her, before looking back at her eyes with those gorgeous greyish blue ones. “I found a file that may be related to your father back at the Hawthorne House. It’s in my room. I could show it to you and you could tell me if it seems plausible.” Lyra’s eyes widened, as her heart beat sped up. On one hand, she was annoyed that he hadn’t mentioned it to her earlier, but on the other, she needed closure. Too caught off guard to speak, she simply nodded, and followed Grayson towards his room.

Once they got there, Lyra realized that she was in his room. I mean, obviously she knew she had to go inside when he had asked if she wanted to see the file, but it hadn’t really occurred to her that this was Grayson’s room. Being inside it felt like she was invading his personal space. It felt way too intimate. Lyra shook off her annoying thoughts and turned to Grayson after eyeing down his entire room, which was spotless and annoyingly smelled like him. He had the file in his hand, and stepped towards her to show her it. Suddenly, his arm brushed hers, and she could smell his cologne. She had to remind herself to breathe.

“There was a patent your father made under the name “Thomas Thomas”. Does that ring a bell?” He asked her, craning his head to meet her gaze. Lyra glanced at the file and shook her head, frowning. Her mind suddenly rushed to a different place, the memories taking over. A calla lily. A half eaten candy necklace. The words, “A Hawthorne did this”. It was all too much. Lyra squeezed her eyes shut and turned to Grayson, smiling to hide how she really felt.

“I thought you said this was related to my father? Seems you may be mixing up your information, Hawthorne.” She said, placing a hand on the file as she gazed up at him with a smile. He raised a brow at her, and leaned even closer, to which Lyra’s heart fluttered, before speaking.

“I don’t mix up my information, Kane. I know better than that.” He said, before flicking his eyes up with a ghost of a smile on his face. “Also, Lyra Catalina Kane? Does any of your family call you, ‘Cat’?” He asked, clearly enjoying the conversation too much. Lyra sneered at him, too embarrassed to say that he was actually right. Except, she wasn’t going to tell him that instead of her nickname that her 4 year old brother gave her being ‘Cat’, it was actually ‘Kitty Cat’, which was humiliating and far worse. Once he met her gaze and saw the annoyance on her face, he laughed. Like, actually laughed. Lyra was caught off guard for a moment, before taking her fist and punching him in the shoulder lightly.

“Shut up.” She grumbled. There was still a hint of a smile on his face as her took her fisted hand in his. Lyra’s breath hitched at the sudden spark in which his warm fingers passed through her the second they touched her own. She watched him pry open her fingers, take a tiny cat keychain off his desk, place it into her palm, and wrap her fingers around it into a fist again. Lyra had completely forgotten how to breathe, and in that moment, was unsure if she had even known how before. His hand was still on her arm, and she suddenly realized how close they were. But none of them moved away, and Lyra certainly wasn’t going to be the first to.

“Gigi gave 5 to me a little while back after she got a huge set online, but I ran out of things to hang them on. I thought it would better suit you, Cat.” Lyra glared at the nickname, but it was the last thing on her mind right now. Instead, she thought of Graysons hand, and it’s warmth that she could feel through her long sleeve. She thought of his cologne, making her heart pound rapidly in her chest. She thought of the way his eyes were glued on her face as she unwrapped her fingers around the cat keychain and inspected it, pretending not to notice. It was a calico cat with a slice of bread around its head, and it was honestly really cute. Lyra’s face softened, before she glanced up at Grayson, who was watching her with an unreadable expression on his face. She smiled at him.

“Thank you for the gift,” Lyra said, tucking it into her pocket. “I’ll treasure it forever.” The ends of Grayson’s lips ticked upwards, before he met her gaze again. Lyra remembered again how close they were, and suddenly realized that the hand that was on her arm before had dropped. She felt a tinge of disappointment that the small touch hadn’t lasted longer. Lyra pulled her gaze away from her arm and met Grayson’s again. The silence stretched on for a moment more, before Grayson held her eyes and spoke.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for your father.” He said, grabbing the file off the desk and placing it in her hands. Again their fingers brushed, and Lyra suddenly felt an urge to grab his hand and lace his fingers with her own. The back of her neck burned as she pushed the urge down and asked herself what was wrong with her. She glanced down at the file for a moment before looking up at him again. Then, she sighed.

“It’s okay. I just know that what he did….” Lyra trailed off, momentarily caught in a swarm of memories, before speaking again. “He wasn’t depressed. I barely knew him, but from what I heard from my mother, he was happy, and kind. He was distant at times, especially once my mother met my step father, but he was never suicidal. My mom was shocked when she heard that gun go off.” Lyra swallowed.

“But I knew he was a good person. I have videos on my phone of me and him when I was just a year old, you know, before my mom and him got a divorce, and he was always so proud of me. There’s this video I have of me and him when I was two, and….” Lyra trailed off again, before shaking off the memory of the video and continuing. “Anyway, he was good. Good, kind, and patient.” Lyra felt Graysons eyes on hers, before she finally met his gaze. They stayed like that for a few moments more, until Grayson spoke.

“Well then, I think he’s more like you than you think if he’s what you say he is.” He said, his voice soft. But then, his eyes softened as he spoke again.

“Actually, maybe not kind. You did just punch me.” He said, gesturing to his shoulder. Lyra rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips.

“Can’t you tell that this is an emotional moment, asshole? And if you so badly want to scratch kind off that list, then maybe you should replace it with beautiful. Or talented. Or hardworking. All work just fine for me.” She said with a half shrug. Grayson dipped his head down slightly, somehow making the space between them even smaller.

“Lyra Catalina Kane. A beautiful, talented, hardworking ballerina, who deserves all the stars in the galaxy.” He said, his voice teasing. Lyra pretended her heart wasn’t pounding in her chest, and pretended that she wasn’t going to melt into a puddle right here on Grayson’s floor, in Grayson’s room. Instead, she turned to hide her blush and moved to grab a pen off his desk, standing directly in front of it as she turned back towards him and handed the pen to him with a teasing smile.

“Write it down so that you remember to refer to me as that for the rest of The Game.” She said. His eyebrow arched at her, and his small smile grew.

“Really?” He said, tilting his head slightly at her.

“Really.” Lyra said, returning his head tilt with one of her own. Suddenly, she realized that Grayson was only a couple inches in front of where she was standing, which was directly in front of the desk, and that they were extremely close now. She pulled her gaze off of his body, which was so close to hers she thought she might collapse, and onto his face instead. His eyes darkened slightly as the moment drew on and Lyra was unsure of what to do. Or say. Suddenly, Grayson spoke.

“I think I’ll remember just fine. Just looking at you should remind me.” He said. Lyra paused for a moment, before the back of her neck warmed when she realized what he meant. Looking at her would remind him of how beautiful, talented, and hardworking she was. Lyra felt suddenly weak. His cologne felt too strong, his eyes too gorgeous, his face too handsome. She held his gaze and mustered up the last bit of confidence she had left, before speaking.

“Good.” She said, and was proud of the fact that her voice remained the same it was before. But that was it. She couldn’t pretend that all of this was just playful flirting to her, that it didn’t matter. Because it did. And she definitely couldn’t pretend that she hadn’t seen the way Graysons eyes dipped down towards her lips. He took her chin with three gentle fingers, before pausing a few inches away from her face. Lyra’s heart was going to give out when Grayson spoke.

“May I?” He said, his voice husky and rough. Lyra was ashamed at how quickly she nodded, and once his lips touched hers, at how quickly she wrapped her arms around his neck. The kiss deepened, as Grayson moved his hands to her waist, before suddenly picking Lyra up and placing her on the desk. Need and desire coursed through her as she kissed him harder, and Graysons thumbs rubbed her skin as he held onto her waist, making Lyra melt onto him even more. The kiss drew on for a few moments more, before they both separated slowly, and Lyra drew in a small breath. Their eyes stayed on one another’s and Grayson slowly took his hands off her waist and put them on the table instead, which made Lyra drop her hands to her sides too. His eyes were dark and half lidded as he gazed up at her, which made Lyra both shiver and remember that it was late. That she would eventually have to return to her own room, which was away from Grayson. Never before had that ever seemed like a problem.

“Grayson.” She whispered. When she said his name, Graysons eyes squeezed shut before opening again, gazing up at her with that same unreadable look from earlier. He brushed a free strand of hair behind her ear, before speaking.

“Yes?” His voice a rough whisper. Lyra glanced behind her at the clock on the wall. The time read 12:09. She looked back at him, and was starting to memorize the exact icy grey shade of blue that his eyes were. Lyra wanted to explain that she had to go back to her room because it was late, but she could barely manage any words.

“Good night.” Was all Lyra said, as she slipped off the desk and walked towards his bedroom door. Still, feeling like she owed him more, she turned around, somehow managing to meet his gaze without blushing horribly.

“You’re not bad for a Hawthorne.” She said softly, with a smile, before turning around and walking out.

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sorry this is so long I lost the plot like 72783284 times and at one point I had no clue how this was going to end LMFAO

here’s a treat for you if you stuck around bc this ended up being longer than all of hamiltons federalist papers combined: 🍔🌭🌮🍟🍖🍦🍨🍧🎂🍰

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blues824 · 11 months ago

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round 6?? i think

can i have silver w prompts 6, 7, 11, and 12?

(i’m sorry LMAOOO atp ill just do the whole prompt list w him 😭😭)

You requested: Making a Gingerbread House, Gingerbread House Competition, Christmas Baking, + Christmas Market from the Fluffcember Prompt List

TW: Shrek references

Silver

Recently, you and Silver had both gone to the Christmas Market in the town below NRC for a date night, and it was definitely a wonderful experience. Sure, it was cold, but the lights as well as the smells and the vendors made it all worthwhile. Anyways, the point is, you saw a vendor that was selling gingerbread house kits, and you came up with the idea of doing a competition with Diasomnia.

You bought two and you both headed back to his dorm, where you asked the group, including Malleus (which made him delighted), if they would like to participate. Lilia said that he would be the judge in your little competition, and Sebek was all too happy to be teamed up with the great Crowned Prince Malleus Draconia of Briar Valley. You were paired up with your boyfriend, as you should be, and you both immediately set out the different items in the kit.

The kit included 6 pieces of gingerbread rectangles, and 2 people. You wanted to design them after you and Silver, and he let you after you finished building the house. To say that the icing was messy would be an understatement. You had it all over your shirt, and you even smudged some on Silver’s nose as a joke.

Surprisingly, Malleus and Sebek were in a pretty similar state, and the latter seemed very close to yelling at the piping bag for daring to smear itself upon the great Waka-sama. However, the former was having a lot of fun with building their house.

Lilia was walking around and watching both teams, like it was a holiday baking show. He giggled upon seeing that the two knights were taking this competition very seriously, and then he whipped out a fake microphone that he seemingly had in his back pocket to ask both teams questions. He was genuinely trying to make it seem like a holiday baking show.

“So, Prefect, what are you doing to that poor gingerbread man?

“When I was younger, there was a movie I used to watch: Shrek. There was a character that pushed all fairytale people out of his kingdom and was torturing a gingerbread man to get their location. I’m recreating that scene with this extra gingerbread man.”

“Oh, what fun! Although, I do not believe I’ve ever heard of such a film!”

“It’s from my world, but it is a childhood classic.”

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After 30 minutes more of frustration, jokes, and interviews, both teams were finally finished with their gingerbread houses. You let out a sigh and stretched your back, making it pop from how long you spent hunched over the cookies. Silver looked at you and smiled, happy to finally be done, and he went over to a chair to take a nap.

Sebek and Malleus’s house looked really good, no doubt from the half-fae’s desire to make it perfect. The lines were sharp and the gumdrops, candycanes, and other candies that were used were meticulously placed to make it comprehensible. You and your boyfriend made a cottage of sorts that had a very homey feel to it, reminding you of Gingy from Shrek.

It came as no shock to you that the other team won, but you shook hands and bid them a ‘good game’ as you turned to Silver, who was still slouched in the chair. You kneeled down to wake him up and take him to his bed so that his back or neck wouldn’t be hurt. He was slightly stumbling, being only slightly awake, but you eventually made it to his room.

Making sure he was tucked in all the way, you gave him a kiss on the forehead as his eyes closed for the night. However, as you turned to walk away, you felt his hand find your arm, and with his strength he pulled you into his bed next to him.

“Stay,” Was all he said, and you smiled as you got comfortable, ready to sleep next to your lover.

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deathnotenerds · 4 months ago

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☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme (MADE BY: @not-just-a-letter )

Not all questions will be the same, because I translated it into my own language and then back into English😭 Enjoy💅

2) Daily routine!

Dark gets up at about 8, goes to the

kitchen to make some tea, takes it back to the room and drinks it. Meanwhile, he spends half an hour playing chess online.

-At 9 o'clock he makes his bed, brushes his teeth, gets dressed and helps with the investigation online/goes to the crime scene.

12:00 p.m. He takes a lunch break at work, and usually makes his own lunch.

-At 1 p.m. Take a short break talking to L

He continues to work on the Kira case from 1

p.m. to 9 p.m

He gets home at 9:00 p.m., changes his clothes and sits down in his room to meditate so as not to be overwhelmed at work.

- He has dinner at 21:30

- From 21:50 to 22:30 he plays chess again.

-He showers until 22:40-23:00

- He sleeps at 23:30

3) Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

Not really, sometimes he does some stretching exercises when his back hurts. However, he especially likes to play tennis.

4 ) What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

He probably wouldn't even dare to approach the kitchen. He would wait quietly in his room for them to go out. If his family members are there, he actually goes in, but he just stands and waits patiently for them to finish their part.

5 ) Cleanliness habits (personal, kitchen was busy? workspace, etc.)

His room is generally fine. He compulsively cleans it because he once read that he will feel more relaxed in a cleaner environment. If there is something he doesn't use (e.q. a glass), he immediately takes it out after him. Wash it after cookina. If he were to vomit, he immediately wipes it away and sprays his room with perfume.

6 ) Eating habits and sample daily menu

Dark often eats rice or fish that are less oily/greasy. He eats less meat as it often makes him sick. He especially likes traditional Japanese food, cinnamon, crackers ,and broccoli. He also likes to eat licorice but he always forgets that it makes him vomit.

7 ) Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

He usually plays chess online, but L also often invites him to play chess online and live, because he knows that he likes it. He also often bakes cookies and listens to music. He enjoys talking with L and his family.

8 ) Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

Various chessboards, empty notebooks, so that most of them have not vet been filled. Too many essential oils, incense, or similar items needed for meditation. He buys so many of these because he is afraid that they will run out suddenly, but in reality there is always just too much.

9 ) Makeup?

Basically, he doesn’t wear makeup.

10 ) Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

Obviously!

11 ) Favorite book genre?

Crime fiction/detective story

13 ) Sexual Orientation?

He’s pansexual!

14 ) Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

Nervous system problem

15) Biggest and smallest short-term goal?

Dark's primary goal is to protect his family and solve criminal cases (mostly the Kira case). I think hs smallest goal is to learn how to cook well even foods that he doesn't eat, only people close to him eat.

16 ) Same question

17 ) Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

Dark usually had it figured out dressing. He dresses averagely, but what cannot be missed is that he wears a necklace and his earphones in evry outfit.

18 ) Favorite drink?

Greentea

19 ) What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

He thinks a little about L, because he likes him a lot. likes to talk to him. Sometimes tomorrow. If you're feeling frustrated he also think about what to bake. it's possible that he's overthinking the same thing over and over and panicking.

20 ) Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

He probably had asthma.

21) Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

Dark will be a little cheerful if someone comforts him a little physically if he is frustrated.

In contrast, it shuts down completely when it is around people.

22 ) Given a blank piece of paper, pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

He would write down an unlearned recipe on it / maybe write down the most important information about the investigation.

23 ) How organized are they? How does this organization/ disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

Dark is a very thorough and organized person. He thinks everything through logically, he doesn't talk unnecessarily. Extremely organized.

24 ) Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

Dark excels in matematics

25 ) How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

Dark does not focus on what will happen in the future. It deals with the present to contribute to the future.

26 ) Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don't work out?

Nothing special, he just want to be calmer. And if they don't allow Him to work for the police anymore, then His emergency plan would be to work as a confectioner.

27 ) What is their biggest regret?

That in the Justice case, when Nico said that Nadim was replaced, Dark claimed that it wasn't true, that Nico was just crazy. When he found out that he had indeed been replaced, he was deeply saddened.

28 ) Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

Dark doesn't have many friends, but he had a good time with Naomi during American Baby Murder case. Dark has no particular enemies.

29 ) Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

He starts to panic a lot. Shaky, even very dizzy. If the situation is very . he vomits a lot when he is in such a frustrated situation. In this case,he can rough, he cries, but most importantly sometimes dry out.

30 ) Reaction to sudden interpersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

Same as question 29. In this case, vomiting of blood can be added if, Bc He has vomited a lot and his mucous membrane is damaged, or there is a risk of fainting.

31 ) Most prized possession?

His computer.

32) Thoughts on material possessions on general?

He doesn't mind if someone makes a bigger financial investment in something, just don't overdo it for something that isn't worth it.

33 ) Concept of home and family?

His family is very important to Dark, as he maintains a very good relationship with them. He likes his family members.

34 ) Thoughts on privacy? (Are they

Dark usually doesn't talk to anyone outside of his family and L. He does not share confidential information about his own life.

35 ) What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

Dark likes to try on clothes sometimes.

36 ) What makes them feel guilty?

If he determines something wrong in a crime case (Like Nadim's case, for example)

37 ) Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision making?

Dark usually makes decisions using logic and is less concerned with his feelings even if he knows it will be bad for him.

38 ) What recharges them when they're feeling drained?

He listens to music or simply puts on headphones to drown out the noise. Possibly meditation or any breathing exercise.

39 ) Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority complex? Neither?

He probably has an inferiority complex.

40) How misanthropic are they?

Dark is more afraid of people as they are very loud to him and tire him out a lot.

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42 ) How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

He graduated from university and has a diploma. He actually likes self-education, I think he was also on a pastry course.

43 ) His religion?

He doesn't want to interfere in religions.

44 ) Superstitions or views on the occult?

Dark fears all kinds of superstitions because he believes them. He doesn't have so many occult views.

45 ) Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

Rather with actions, because he usually keeps quiet about his feelings.

46 ) If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

Dark likes to be patient with him and wait for him to dare to communicate with them. He likes the other person to be a little attentive, but not overly so. On the outside, He likes it when someone has black eyes because he thinks it's cute.

47) How do they express love?

He does their favors (e.g. cooks Their food, brings them things), sometimes physically touches them if they’re okay with it (gives them hugs, kisses, etc.

48 ) If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

He can’t

49 ) Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

He is very afraid of it, he is seized with terror when he thinks about it. He is afraid that it will hurt him a lot.

That’s all! Have a nice day!:3

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cherienymphe · 11 months ago

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This Rafe fic is slightly reminding me of this guy I️ dated for literally five days who was showing his crazy and possessive side already.

STORY TIME! (This gets progressively worst)

The next couple of days he clingy, blowing up my phone, asking to see me. And I️ did see him, and he wanted me to stay over so bad but I️ live with my dad so if I️ ever stay out later than 11 he gets concerned so I️ told him I️ couldn’t and he got pissed and swore I️ wasn’t into him?

The third and last time I️ saw him was the worst. I️ was at a family friend’s quincenera and earlier that day I️ told him a friend from out of town was visiting and that we would be going out to the club and I️ invited him to come. He agreed. While at the quince, he asked if I️ could pick him up from bourbon street (during Mardi Gras mind you, like that’s crazy) and me being kind, agreed. So I️ was forced to leave the party early to get him. When I️ picked him up, he asked if I️ was staying over that night and I️ was confused and reminded him of our previously agreed upon plans and he had the nerve to flip out on me in MY CAR?? And said that he was tired and didn’t want to stay out till late like a teenager (I️ was freshly turned 23, he was 25 so like???) and then when I️ reached his house he sarcastically told me thank you for the ride and slammed my car doors. I’ve never been treated horribly like that before (I️ always demand princess treatment, my father would’ve killed him if I️ told him all this) so I️ broke down in my car wondering what the fuck just happened 😭?

And you would think this would be the party where I️ just go drink with my friends and forget abt him but NO. Just as I️ finished my 5 min crying session and calling my friends for support, he texts me that he’ll go with me but said he’s not gonna enjoy it 💀? And I️ was like okay…maybe we can just talk abt this? (You know, LIKE ADULTS!) but he got back into my car and was silent the whole time I️ drove to the club. I️ parked in the parking lot, told my friend I️ was on my way but my phone was dying so that was the last she heard from me for a while. I️ go to change in the backseat because I’m still in a gown from the party and change into a shorter dress and he follows trying to feel me and kiss me and I️ let him because truthfully, I️ am 4’11 and he’s like 6’3 and we were alone so I️ was kind scared for my life 😭 when he felt my hesitation, he went off on me again saying I️ wasn’t affectionate and in my head I’m like bro, we just met and you already showing your crazy like u scaring the hoes rn. At that point I️ was so tired of arguing, I️ was just like omg pls shut UP! We go into the club, I️ paid the $30 cover (10 for me, 20 for him) and we get inside and before we went in he told me to not leave him alone. I️ also need to mention that we are at a Latin club filed with mostly Hispanics because me and my friends are Hispanic (mainly Mexicans and Honduras). (Yes this is an important detail later). I️ head to the bathroom because get this, I️ asked him earlier if I️ could use the bathroom at his house and he straight up said NO because I️ don’t care abt him so why should he care abt me. 😐 After I️ came back we started a search for my friend, because I️ couldn’t ask her where she was at, my phone had died so my only option was to search the entire club. We searched the main areas like the bar and hookah lounge but the only place I️ haven’t searched was the dance floor. So I said let’s go look and he refused because it was full. I️ said okay let me go search and I’ll be right back and he flipped again and said “SERIOUSLY? I️ told you not to leave me and what do you go ahead and do?!” He then proceeds to walk off and get a drink at the bar. I️ follow him, feeling…idk what and that’s when he noticed he was the tallest guy there (because duh 6’3 white man). He then started to get paranoid that everyone was staring at him and I️ tried to play it off like yeah haha you’re the tallest one here. He was mad I️ had to order his drink for him because the bartenders only spoke Spanish and at some point I️ disassociated because I️ was like what is happeninggggggg. But as I️ stared into space, he took it as me looking at another man and he went off on me again “OH why don’t you go be with HIM then?!” And pulled his phone out to call an Uber.

And you think this is where it would end but NOPE 😭 my dumbass ain’t learned my lesson. I️ was likening I’m sorry damn! Let’s go since you wanna leave so bad! We was in the club for abt 15/20 minutes like…..

So we get back to my car and he’s like laughing all sarcastically like “guess Louisiana girls aren’t for me” (he’s from North Carolina), and then asked him why I️ would bring him to a bar with Mexicans who wanted to JUMP HIM??? I️ was like WOAH?! Bro was delusional as fuck, ain’t nobody wanted to jump him, what the hell 😭? And he talking bad abt my people like that did not sit well with me all ALL! I️ wanted to tell him to gtf out my car so bad but I’m a nice person so I️ wanted to bring him home and just be done with this shitty night. Like it was so bright at that quince and when so downhill. So I️ start crying, AGAIN! This time in front of him, and he started getting softer and semi apologized but basically said it was my fault for not being more affectionate? So we get Burger King (as if I️ wasn’t already suffering enough) and he asks if I️ could stay the night and since he was like being a bit nicer than earlier I️ agreed. But when we got to his home, first of all, I️ just cannot sleep in a bed that ain’t mines, and second that whole night wore me down and I️ was building resentment so bad 😂 so when he passed out, I️ tried to sneak out the door but he woke up and got MAD. I️ was like nope, it’s like 3 am at this point, I’m TIRED. I️ just said I’m leaving and that’s it.

Girl he started blowing up my phone, telling lies like I️ was trying to use him for his money (he never bought me a single thing that entire time except the Burger King), that I️ was trying to get him jumped by Mexicans, I️ brought him to the club just to sleep with other guys. I️ was really taken aback by his delusions! And then he demanded I️ come back because he lost his vape and crystal given by his mom and his cashapp card, and you would’ve thought I️ would’ve just left but nope, I️ was like ugh fine let me see if I️ got his stuff. Pulled over to a McDonald’s, searched my car, nothing. I️ told him that too and he claimed I️ was a liar and demanded I️ come back. I️ turned around, let him look, he demanded I️ help him, I️ refused at that point, and then he slams my car doors AGAIN and calls me a useless fucking bitch and stuck his middle finger out at me and yes besties that was finally the straw that broke the camel’s back for me!

If I️ could show yall screenshots I️ WOULD. Once I️ drove off he then continued to insult me on text abt how I️ stole his things and demanded I️ pay him back and me being a Capricorn, that’s where I️ decided to draw the line. You can play with me but my money??? No ma’am 😭! I️ finally blew up on him and told him he was the worst person I️’ve ever met (and I’ve been r worded and I️ think my r pist is more polite than this omg) and that he was a fucked up, paranoid and delusional mf and that I’m glad the bitches he met before me robbed him because he deserved it. And that’s when he started calling my phone. I️ almost risked an accident trying to block his number because he kept blowing it up the entire 30 minutes I️ was trying to get home, he was PISSED.

So he never physically abused me by that mental and emotional torture was crazyyyyy. And I️ just wanna say that the reason I️ put up with him for so long was because 1. I️ actually did think he was cute and I️ thought we had a connection so I️ naturally wanted to work things out. I️, like TD reader, was caught off guard by the way he acted because this was the first time a man has ever been MEAN as fuck towards me, like in my FACE. And I️ just didn’t know…like I️ was really thrown and caught off guard. 2. Like I️ said before, our height and weight difference had me intimidated, he could’ve really thrown me like against my car or choked me out so I️ was trying hard to placate and calm him down because he was physically bigger than me. I’m glad he didn’t get physical because it really would’ve been over for me. This why I️ never say never because it really can happen to you out of NOWHERE.

Anyways yall don’t worry abt me, he’s blocked forever and im now dating a super sweet lawyer 🥹

Even after all this the one thing standing out in my mind is you pretending Burger King isn't good

Anyways in all seriousness wtf 😭 I'm glad he's blocked bc ain't no way. He would've had one time to slam my doors and asking to be picked up off bourbon street during Mardi Gras? He would've been SOL I'm sorry

#asks

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bonesandthebees · 1 month ago

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[lol I'll see what I can do to get niki close to a spruce tree]

IF IT INVOLVES A MOUNTAIN! I WANT NO PART IN IT!

Also, *ahem*

WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY CHILDREN! IS NIKI CONFRONTING HIM ABOUT MURDERING SCHLATT! DOES SHE ACTUALLY KNOW!? (IS YOUR TOMORROW NIGHT MY SATURDAY MORNING AND DO I HAVE TIME TO GET MY LAST BATCH IN? BEE! ANSWER ME, BEE!

-🌲‼️

the way I cackled seeing this giant font in my inbox

you'll have to wait and see what goes down between the childhood besties... also I usually post in the mornings, so if I post it tomorrow morning I think that'll be your friday night?

while I wouldn't be against waiting for friday night my time (aka your saturday morning) I'm actually having dinner with a friend so I won't be able to post it then

either way, tomorrow morning for me, I'm in PST which I think is GMT-7 right now? right now it's about 11:30 am for me if that helps lol

don't feel rushed to finish your last batch I know you have a lot of stuff on your plate rn 😭 I wasn't expecting to finish the chapter last night I thought it'd take me another 2-3 days but then I got in The Zone so my bad

#ask #spruce anon

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slvt4tom · 10 months ago

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Bill x Reader (midnight date)

Hey guys sorry I haven't posted like at all🧍‍♀️I just didn't know what to do because ur all DRY and I need request 🤦‍♀️ but it's okay because I I finally though of something so I hope u enjoy 🫶

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It was around 11:30 and you were just sitting down on ur couch when u get a call from bill curious u pick up the phone.

"Hey bill what's up?"

"Hiii sweet heart could u out side I have a surprise for you also bring and can u also bring a bag"

"Umm alright I'll see u in a second then love you bye"

"Byeee! Love you too!"

After a while you come outside with a just toat or like a grocery bag idk just a bag of some sort and u walk to bills car getting in the passenger seat

Bill: "hiii loveee"

Y/n: "hi babyyy so what did u need?"

Bill: "well I wanted to take u somewhere for a little date night since we never really get to hangout"

Y/n: "awww bill ur so sweet"

You said that and kissed his cheek softly and he turned his head giving you a small peck on ur lips

Bill: "oh my! I almost forgot!"

He reaches into the back seat pulling out some matching pj's handing you one and keeping the other for him self

Bill: "okay so i was thinking we can just change in the back and then we can go a whole bunch of places! Also I got us movie tickets and I got us these matching bracelets too WE CAN GO GET SOME TATTOOS AND WE CAN-"

Bill was basically rambling on and on about all the stuff u guys can do together while changing in the back u guys putting ur guys other clothes in the bag he had u bring out and then he kept talking all the way to the restaurant (fast food since its like 12:00 now) once u guys got there he opened his door and SPRINTED to your side before u could get out

Bill: "m'lady welcome to worlds best fast food!"

he took ur hand in his as you guys walked into the restaurant he also got the door for u with a "after u princess" and u chuckled walking in up to the counter it was really just you 2 in there so u got ur food fairly quickly and u guys stayed in the restaurant to eat ur food

Y/n: "okay bill I don't think we can do EVERYTHING u wanted but we definitely can stop at the gas station and grab some drinks and snacks and then go back to mine for a movie night how does that sounds love?"

Bill: "yeahh maybe we can do that other stuff a different time"

After a while u guys had finished ur food and gone to the gas stationand everything u guys went back to ur house and put on a random movie and got all cuddled up and eventually fell asleep together 💕

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Awww sooo cuteee 😋

Anyway sorry this is v bad I just felt like I needed to get something out since people keep putting this in like folders n stuff soo 🧍‍♀️ I'll try posting more but PLS PLS PLS SEND REQUEST I ACTUALLY DK WHAT TO DOOOOO also sorry this is bad and rushed 😭

Love yalll byee 😋💕

#bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel x reader #tom kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz smut #date night #cute

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causenessus · 4 months ago

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HI LOVELY NESS IM SO SORRY I DIDNT DO A CHECK IN YESTERDAY💔 yesterday was so hectic and like i’m scared that one of my irls are gonna read this and know it’s me bcuz it’s so specific but you live u love LMDO but like i literally had work from 7:30am-11:30am then 1-5:30 (worse split shift in all of history i didn’t even go home i just stayed at work and napped) then i came home and had a midterm at 7 and i was like SO TIRED LIKE RIGHT AFTER I FINISHED I LAID IN BED AND FELL ASLEEP??? IM SO MAD BCUZ I DIDNT EVEN WASH MY FACE I JUST PASSED OUT like i’m so devastated because i’ve been so good at staying consistent but i missed one day </3

but anyways that was my busy busy day i’m SO UPSET when i woke up and i was like I FORGOT SOMETHING IMPORTANT but i hope you ate yesterday, i hope i was like floating around your head as a reminder to eat bcuz u deserve it and u deserve to be well!! i hope ur day was good as well, make sure you eat today though!! i wanna know what you’ll eat!! yesterday i had pasta once again (leftovers galore) and i had some takeout as well! today im heading to work again </3 (im literally writing this while on the bus to work) but i had a banana this morning and ill eat right after work!

also sorry sorry this one is so long but it was so funny bcuz yesterday when you answered my ask, you said that you were getting ready for work or on ur way to work or something and it was so funny because I WAS ALSO GETTING READY FOR WORK (we are so soul flame)(so twin flame)(me and u are🤞)

anyways i hope today is so so so good for u !! make sure u eat and take care of yourself! xoxo

YOU ARE TOTALLY OKAY LOVE!!! I'M SO SORRY I GOT TO THIS A LITTLE LATE </33 IT'S OKAY IF YOUR IRLS SOMEHOW SEE THIS I'LL BARK AT THEM (i love u live u love 😭😭 that made me laugh)

you were definitely floating in my mind my love!! omg i cannot tell you enough how much i always look forward to hearing about your days <33 7:30-11:30 AND 1-5:30 sounds like such a horrible split omg i'm so sorry 😭😭😭 you're so strong for getting through that i hope your day yesterday at work was also good!! AND THAT YOU ATE MORE!! do not worry i did also eat!! nothing special i don't think my highlight was my dinner last night </3 just eggs and toast bc i'm obsessed and also i think i had a matcha!! and then didn't sleep until 3am and then woke up at 8 rip </3

BUT YES we are so connected like the way we're scheduled to work on the same days??? we're soulmates 😌 i hope you've been having a lovely day!! <3

#I HOPE I DIDN'T MESS ANYTHING MY HANDS ARE FLYING #I LOVE U MANGO ANON I LOVE HEARING ABOUT YOUR DAYS AND I CAN'T WAIT TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN <3 #IT'S TOTALLY OKAY THAT YOU MISSED A DAY PEOPLE GET BUSY!!#when i go back to school?? it's over for me </3 goodbye being chronically online #mango anon <3 #answers <3

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whentherewerebicycles · 9 months ago

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woke up at 6 and took the dogs out in the pitch black night as usual but then was so tired I fell back asleep… then I woke up again at 7:35 and it was LIGHT outside 😭😭😭 it isn’t even gray and overcast the sun is fully out and it’s light before 8am wahhhhh spring is coming!!! also I need to remember what a difference an extra hour and change of sleep makes… I felt dead at 6am but now feel totally refreshed. so even if I can only nap for a short stretch in the newborn days it’ll still be worth doing. mmm gosh seeing the sun has given me a new lease on life I feel so cheerful and optimistic lol (that might also be because it’s FRIDAY and it’s about to be a LONG WEEKEND). let’s see let’s see… nice easy friday as most of our team took the day off and I got most of my tasks done earlier in the week.

8-11 wrap up small tasks & emails (could also go for a short walk at some point)

11-12 shower/get ready and finish timeline for grant proposals

12-12:30 drive to campus

12:30-1:15 finalize slides

1:15-2:15 facilitate workshop

head home and go for a very long walk!!

make that amazing nyt corn pasta

gonna take it very easy tonight I think—it would be fun to write in a low-stakes playful way! I could also try a short prenatal yoga video. I need to do a thorough houseclean soon but I think I’ll tackle that tomorrow while listening to podcasts.

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cheerfullycatholic · 2 years ago

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At 11:30 last night I finished the main story of Legacy and half way through one of the troll battles Amber started to have a panic attack for some reason so I had to pause the game and take care of her and it was all a mess because I'm hugging her and giving her kisses and playing music for her while in my head trying to figure out how the hell I'm going to get passed these trolls and kill Ranrok by myself and I'm just tired today but the game is so much fun 😭🖤

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fantasticcloudcreation · 2 years ago

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Hello!!!! So I mentioned a potential opportunity that I'm now having mixed feelings about. But! I got up early to do the call despite wanting to sleep and blow it off ; it sounds medium, not as ideal as I was thinking but also, not completely horrible? Something to think about. We'll see what else turns up I guess. Anyway, while I was waiting for the call I started working on an application for a job that I really want, been putting it off for a while but finally managed to finish it today! Thinking about how (I've been listening to a lot of Abraham Hicks lately) I wasn't vibrationally ready for it before, and now I am. Calling in good things. Receiving everything that's coming my way. Unconditional love and joy and peace and beauty and freedom 🙏❤️✨

Last night I couldn't sleep (probably bc I ran out of weed lol) didn't end up falling asleep until like 5:30 I think; then had to wake up at 8 ish for this call at 9. Hoping it helps reset my schedule a bit, it's been annoying sleeping in til 11 most days recently but I can't seem to get out of the pattern 😂 one day a time.

I have 2 friends I need to call, another one to text back, another that I want to visit soon and he keeps being wishy washy about it!! But maybe this weekend. Life is good things are working out I am excited about life and I am full of love and everything is great 🙏❤️

Also feeling skinny today which is always a plus!! I've been doing small bodyweight workouts and it feels good to activate my muscles lol 😭 thinking about that quote like "it takes 2 weeks to feel it, 4 weeks to see it, 8 weeks to hear it" -> good things are coming my way and I'm so ready for it 🙏❤️

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actiniumwrites · 2 years ago

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Can I request a reader where they struggle with emotions and tend to just laugh it off most of the times?

Or just hugging scenarios

Idm any characters but I prefer male characters(?) So just choose whoever you feel like since I mostly simp for the whole cast..

And a daily reminder to eat, sleep, and rest. Your writing makes us happy and giggling frfr and if anyone says so I'll.. Uh twerk.. 🏃💨

NEVER LET GO

synopsis: whether through a moment of vulnerability or extreme excitement, sometimes a hug is all they really need

characters: heizou, venti, cyno, and dainsleif x gn! reader

warnings: fluff, the tiniest bit of angst, mentions of injuries in dainsleif’s

notes: thanks so much for the compliments! make sure you take care of yourself too, anon <3 i hope it’s okay that i went with the hugging scenarios. i was struggling with the first idea and i didn’t want to let this ask just sit in my inbox for like three months 😭

heizou:

heizou was a busy man. while some may have called him a slacker or lazy, you knew how tasking his work as a detective really was

he often came home exhausted and could barely eat. most of the time, he would just go to sleep for the night

tonight was no exception to this

you knew kujou sara had been working him extra hard recently, constantly pushing on him to finish this super complicated case involving serious crimes

you had been sitting on the couch reading a book when heizou had arrived home. the door clicked shut and his footsteps almost sounded like they were dragging against the floor

“heizou?” you called out. no response was given in return

but eventually, you saw your boyfriend walk through the door, a tired frown painted across his face

he set down his stuff and just slumped against you, his hands wrapping around your back as his head laid against your chest

“did something happen at work today?” you practically whispered, not trying to disturb him

“same old. can we just stay like this for a little bit?” he asked gently, the exhaustion still very much evident in his voice

you nodded and wrapped one arm around him, the other moved up to run your fingers through his hair. soon enough, your boyfriend’s breathing slowed. he had fallen asleep and finally looked like he was at peace

even though he couldn’t hear you, you placed a kiss on his forehead and gently whispered, “i love you.”

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venti:

you were wandering around windrise for the morning, just enjoying the calm feeling the wind gave you, when you remembered the letter you had gotten yesterday

it was from the anemo archon, aka, your boyfriend

he had asked you to meet him at starsnatch cliff by noon. luckily, it was only around 11:30 so you had plenty of time to get there

the walk up was just as nice as your walk around the tree. only now, you were busy thinking about what it is venti could’ve wanted and why he had you meet him all the way out here

he was always scheming so this was likely just another one of his pranks or something, that’s what you thought at least

when you had arrived, the bard quickly jumped into your arms, a few giggles fell from his mouth

“y/n, dear! i’m so happy you’re here!” he said as he clung tightly to you, his arms wrapped securely around your waist

“venti? what’s going on?” you questioned hesitantly. you returned the hug nevertheless. never would you deny your boyfriend a hug

he stopped laughing and just buried his head in your shoulder. it had been a few days since he had seen you after all

“i’ve just missed you, that’s all.”

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cyno:

staying with cyno in the desert was not something you did often, in fact, you were far more used to the rainforest than the desert

you had trouble with the sand, it was hot all the time, and worst of all, the excruciatingly dry weather

you weren’t one to believe much in the gods or celestia, but by the time nightfall hit, you were practically on your knees thanking them for the colder weather that would finally allow you to rest

exhausted, you lied down gently against some of the rocks, placing your bag under your head and shut your eyes

cyno laid next to you, but kept his eyes open. he watched you for a moment, his eyes softening at how tired you seemed

cyno could never admit it out loud, but he was so grateful for all the times you came with him to the desert. it was his home, the place he loved

and he knew how much you didn’t like it, but archons, he appreciated the way you would go just for him just as he went to the rainforest for you

so, as you lay silently asleep next to him, cyno smiled softly and shut his eyes as he pulled you against him and wrapped his arms around you; a gentle hug of sorts

there was no way in hell cyno could ever love someone else as much as he loved you

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dainsleif:

much to dainsleif’s dismay, you often accompanied him on his missions around teyvat

from the start he had found you to be more of a thorn in his side rather than someone of use to him

you were so positive and easy going, and you hung around him all the time. he had tried to shake you off, but it was to no avail

eventually he had given up on his attempts to get you to leave him alone, but dainsleif always made sure to remind you of how annoying he thought you were

today you were out fighting again, deep within the chasm

abyss mages, hilichurls, mechanical monsters, they all surrounded you both. it was like they wouldn’t stop fighting…like something was possessing them. maybe it’s something in the leylines, he thought

a sudden shriek caught dainsleif’s attention and his eyes quickly snapped to where you were, now on the ground with blood surrounding your leg

his heart beat fast against his chest, and his eyes widened. dainsleif couldn’t stop himself from running to you as soon as the last abyss mage fell dead against the floor

dainsleif helped you up quickly, your arms gripped onto his for support. his eyes hesitated as they scanned over you

before he knew it, he was pulling you into a tight embrace

perhaps it was then that dainsleif finally realized why it was that he had given up on trying to get rid of you:

the twilight sword had fallen in love

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact fanfiction #heizou x reader #heizou x you #heizou x y/n #venti x reader #venti x you #venti x y/n #cyno x reader #cyno x you #cyno x y/n #dainsleif x reader #dainsleif x you #dainsleif x y/n

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dainty-business · 2 years ago

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my fav workouts cuz i could binge all day, do fcking ONE of these and still lose weight 💀

Shirlyn Kim’s 12 min weight loss workout

I love this one cuz it’s actually very easy but i always sweat my ass off?? like how does that even work??😭

Shirlyn Kim’s 11 min slimmer and taller workout

this one is also very easy, but i love it cuz when i finish working out, it’s easy enough for me to do it as something extra yknow?? like the perfect ending to a long workout lol

Chloe Ting’s 12 min weight loss HIIT

honestly, i don’t enjoy it too much but i also kinda do?? it’s one of those workouts i don’t like doing but when i do it, i know it will work like fcking magic 💀 no fcking joke, i lost like 1kg in one day by only doing this even tho i wasn’t eating well that day 🙃 love hate relationship w this one lol

Mish Choi’s 10 min blackpink inspired yoga; 7 min blackpink inspired pilates; 10 min IU inspired yoga and 10 min wayv inspired yoga

her yoga stuff is so good for me as a yknow.. beginner cuz i never step out of my house to do stuff lol. but I’d say my favorites are the blackpink inspired yoga and wayv inspired yoga, they’re kinda fun lol. the IU inspired yoga is the most difficult for me cuz i think it’s a bit more for ur upper body and.. my upper body is weak as fck 💀 I’d say my strength are maybe my legs(cuz dancing lol) and abs(not much but better than those arms for sure)?? and my weakness is arms and my whole upper body lol, so the IU inspired yoga is good for that

MuscleWatching’s 5 min workout and 10 min leg workout(kind of yoga-like)

the leg one is kinda like torture for me ngl 💀 i’m always in so much pain the next day but it’s also kinda enjoyable??😭 i’m not weird yall, i don’t torture myself for fun i swear. the 5 min one is very funny i’m so sorry but it does work well, i was in so much pain the next day 💀

Just Dance and Dance Central

dance central used to be me and my family’s shit yall 💀 we would play it everyday and i still enjoy it. I just like dancing in general and since i get very, VERY competetive while playing just dance or dance central, it’s a very fun and good workout for me lol. i put my whole fcking being into those dances 😭 it’s serious business for me lol, it’s also very easy to just do like 10-15 dances without noticing, it all just adds up to be like a 30 min workout if u can’t do more, i usually do until my legs are wobbly cuz i have to always beat everyone’s scores + my own best scores lol. anyways, these are just fun ways for me to workout cuz it doesn’t feel like a workout, i love dancing and it takes a lot of time for me to get tired from doing it, i litrally danced for like 4 hours into the night yesterday💀

ye, there aren’t a lot cuz i have bad memory and can’t remember rn but i like these ones, i do some ab workouts sometimes too but i prefer doing full body workouts or just workouts where i’m jumping around and stuff lol, it’s more fun, ab workouts are so boring i just don’t like them 😢

also.. emilia, miss aubrey, taye and dare from dance central were like.. my gay awakenings💀 especially miss aubrey, i was so fcking gay for her and at the time, i didn’t even know,

anyways, th1nspo for myself:

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bread-bird-writes · 2 years ago

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oh my god I just realized you’re THAT bread_bird. it’s an honor!! anyway for the ask game: 2, 3, 4, 11, 15 (Seeing Ghosts), 27, 30, 32, 44?

AAAA HI I CAN’T FOLLOW PEOPLE IN A SIDE BLOG 😭😭😭 FREAKIN STOKED ABT THIS THO YOU’RE SO COOL

I have never done one of these so here goes:

2. Usually, one day is a writing day and one day is a reading day. Writing’s all-consuming for me, so I probably end up writing more than I read, but I’ve cleared entire tags before by pure accident.

3. Gosh, any fic that I really like or emotionally effects me really pushes me into that mood. Things will spur me into action and remind me that, hey! Maybe I should be writing! Fic in generally really gets me, y’know?

4. FUCK- HEY WAIT- I have a favorite fic/few fics picked out for every single fandom I’ve ever written for, and then some. It’s INSANELY difficult to pick for some fandoms, mostly Sonic and Danganronpa, so here’s a couple that are my undisputed favorites from the fandoms they’re from! ‘Untouchable’ by pollutedstar, ‘Amaranthus’ by Archadian_Skies, and ‘All’s Fair in Love and War’ by AEpixie7.

11. Very rarely do I put actual thought into them. I’ll plunk a line from the middle of the story into the title box and call it a day, unless I previously had some sort of wild, insane moment of clarity and had a good idea for a title.

15. AW THAT’S SO NICE- my personal favorite is actually my least read fic, The Corn and His Deer. It’s based off of an eight-minute clip from The October Monologues done by the Faceless Old Woman in Welcome to Night Vale, and I wrote the whole thing on one plane ride. I had to type in the character tag manually. I adore it, that one was all for me.

27. I like to try! I’ll tag stuff, of course, and in my longer works, I really do need to get better about marking which chapters are upsetting or sexual. I mark the sexual ones well, but sometimes I forget that something I was completely neutral about when I wrote it could upset someone. Certain stuff ALWAYS gets tagged, though, as long as I remember I put it in there. People are always welcome to ask me to tag something or to point out that I forgot a wanting, and I’ll definitely fix it!

30. I’d like to let you know that I started working on this at way too early of an hour where I am, and for this bullet, I just put down ‘No! Ratio!’ I have a couple fics I could do this for, but this is the one I know will be finished soon-ish. So. Anyway. Here’s the bit!

Calmly, carefully, Stone got back into the car, drove to the nearby lake, and hurled his phone into it as hard as he possibly could.

He stopped. Waited. Realized that it was both waterproof and essential, unique tech, tech that was now sitting at the bottom of Green Hills’ most possible lake. It could wash up onshore at any time.

Thirty minutes later, he dragged himself out of the lake, phone in hand, and climbed back into the car. By two in the morning, Stone finally collapsed into bed, still soaked and reeking of lake water. (Some stuff cut for plot reasons don’t worry about it)

Two hours after that, his alarm went off. He really needed to make better choices on his sleeping habits, he decided, or at least the habits that included jumping into a lake and having to rush a shower before he resumed his old life for the first time in 250 days.

32. I promise you that I tried; it led to me staring blankly at my AO3 page for twenty minutes. So! In exchange, I can tell you my three favorite (posted) scenes I’ve written even though that changes with the wind, which would be the hypothermia scene from Total Apathy, the epilogue from Proximal Development, and the scene of Mondo and Taka watching trial 3 in Everybody Wants to Rule the World.

44. Okay, so I’m American, right? That’s probably pretty obvious, I’ve written a marching band AU, for god’s sake, but why is Google docs so insistent on keeping me in my lane? Sometimes, British English has better spellings. When I write a word like ‘traveling’ and spell it with the British spelling, two L’s, who cares? Why is that any of their business? Grey is clearly the superior spelling between grey and gray! Those convey two different things! I’ll spell ‘color’ like ‘colourgh’ for all I care! Language is fake and we made it up for notes! Also, Times New Roman sure is a font, so is Arial, but I think everybody deserves to have a fun little font to write in, even if it’s effectively the same as those, specifically to have a favorite font. It adds character.

#asks #when birds speak #fanfic #this was so fun to actually be able to answer

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