#what lying loser am i to say i love him without knowing what he is.

[masked-and-doomed]

Weird feeling that I don't like when I think about how much I can't really comprehend Dr Bald. I don't know who he is.

[sinfulpanda16]

Smile for me Pretty Baby

Bakugou x fem reader

Bakugou is not one to comfort others if they're sad. It's a waste of his time but when it's his pretty baby, mans would do anything and everything to see you smile.

You don’t know when you’ve reached this point. You’re lying in bed with your blanket wrapped around you, holding one of your stuffed (f/a) plush while your other stuffed animals are around you and tears in your eyes.

You don’t like existing.

You think to yourself life is great, you go to a good school, you have awesome friends, a nice family, and a boyfriend that loves you. So why are you feeling like this? There should be no reason for you to be sad. 

Right?

Maybe existing would be nice if you were the you of your dreams.

You sniff and before you know it you start to cry again.

“Oi Shitty hair!" Bakugou calls for the redhead.

Kirishima turns around “Baku-” before Kirishima can finish Bakugou interrupts him. “Where the hell is Y/N?”

Kirishima thinks for a second "Y/N? I think she's in her dorm room. I haven't seen her all day." and neither has Bakugou which is why he's asked that stupid nerd Deku and all the other extras of Class 1-A for you. It's not like you to stay in your dorm room all day. You're usually hanging out with the rest of the class. The others have also noticed your absence which is concerning. What the hell could be going on with you?

"Tch. Yeah, fine or whatever" Bakugou states and wastes no time heading towards your room.

Bakugou slams your door open. You sit up in shock and turn to look at your door. You've gone comfortable with letting your boyfriend come into your room without notice. You didn't mind except for today when you're not feeling good and not in the mood for his sarcasm. You make direct eye contact with him. His red orbs... they're wide. Bakugou is shocked to see you in such a state.

"Oi! What hell is up with you!?" he asks in a distressed tone.

You frown "If you came to be angry with me then turn around and close my damn door. I don't have time for this." you say with a shaky voice. The tears running down your cheeks and dropping onto your covers. Bakugou has never seen this side of you, when did his beautiful girlfriend talk with a tone like his.

He walks in your room and closes the door behind him. He's not sure what to do, he doesn't know why you're acting this way but he does know he hates the fact that you do not want to see him. He looks at you "Look. I'm not here to bother you. I'm... sorry." he looks away and curses under his breath when he apologizes but continues to talk. "I haven't seen you all day. What's wrong?" What else is he supposed to say? He's never gone out his way to comfort anyone, this is his first time ok.

You wipe your tears away. You really don't want to be a burden with your emotions, so you say, "I don't know". Bakugou grows irritated. This is difficult for him, but he doesn't care. He's going to help you feel better if it's the last thing he does.

He walks over to your bed and sits down next to you. You turn away from him. You're embarrassed, you didn't want him to see you like this. Which is why you could've sworn you locked the door. A hand reaches for your cheek, and you turn around to look at Bakugou. The two of you hold eye contact for a few seconds until he finally asks, "Pretty baby what's wrong?" with his worried eyes. In the five months you two have dated he's never called you by any pet names. He's always said they're for losers and not for him, the future number one hero.

Pretty Baby. You like it.

You sigh "I feel like life would be better if I was just better. I feel like me being better is impossible. I feel like I could never truly be happy because me being better isn't possible" You sniff and wipe your nose with your blanket. Bakugou helps wipe your tears with his thumb and lets you continue. "I just... maybe I am just not meant to ever be what I want to be. Maybe I was born to be my trashass self. Maybe I was just never meant to exist. Maybe life would've been better if I had never existed."

What the fuck did he just hear. Did those words seriously just come out of your pretty mouth. You never existing to begin with, that would kill Bakugou. YOU being in HIS life was the best thing that has ever happened to him. The thought of you not existing makes him so mad. So sad. Why is baby having these thoughts? You're probably one of the best people there are. It's why all of Class-1A love you. It's why he loves you so much he often thinks you deserve to be someone better than him. You deserve to be with one of the best people like yourself.

You continue shedding tears and Bakugou says your name. "Y/N". You look at him and he seems genuinely hurt by what you said about yourself. With his free hand he grabs your other cheek and begins to talk with a tint of anger in his voice "I don't know who the fuck told you, you need to be better or what the fuck made you feel that you need to be but trust me when I say, you are one of the best people in this world." What? He looks deep in your (e/c) eyes "A world without you sounds like hell. Don't you realize, you're a bit of the reason why this world is so nice. It's because of people like you. You, to me, are already the better version you want to be."

You are speechless. Bakugou has never acted like this before. It's a completely different side of him. A few more tears fall but not for the reason they were falling before. You love him. God you love him so much. He wipes your tears away for you and says, "I love you, Y/N". Thats the first time he's said it without seeming annoyed of having to. You're so speechless you don't even realize it.

"Smile for me pretty baby." He speaks.

There it is again. You smile and giggle as well, to which Bakugou responds with a smirk. He did it. He was able to comfort you.

You lose him in his thoughts when you say "Since when did you become such a softie?"

"Shut up! You think I actually like doing this?!" Yes, he does.

You kiss him and he kisses you back and when you pull away you thank him. Your boyfriend helped you get rid of those thoughts and that feeling for good.

You like existing.

And your Katsuki is a reason why.

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

You and Me

AN: I felt compelled to write something based on the best song off of ATE so, here we are. Also, purple haired Changbin had a vicious hold on me so.

Synopsis: Changbin isn't what you're used to. He's uncomplicated. Fun. Casual. However, maybe that's what you need.

General tags and warnings: Seo Changbin x Fem! Reader, situationship/casual dating, one mention of past alcohol consumption, barely there angst and mentions of a breakup and not much plot.

Smut tags and warnings: While there isn't explicit powerplay, Reader does take charge and Changbin is more on the submissive side, petnames, dirty talk, oral sex (f. receiving), nipple and breast play (f. receiving), Reader is very into Changbin's body (she's just like me fr), strength kink, arm kink of sorts, piv sex without a condom and creampie.

Word count: 3k.

I will block you if you are a minor and/or have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

“Hey!” he yells, shooting you a nasty scowl that only makes you laugh before turning his attention back to his needlessly massive television, “You totally cheated!” 

Things with Changbin are simple. Easy. Freeing. 

“It's not my fault you suck at Mario Kart, Bin,” you respond through laughter that causes your cheeks and stomach to start hurting. Your amusement only grows as you watch him still lose to you even though you're playing while laughing at him and his horrible gaming skills. 

You're not sure why he insists on playing when you both know how trash at it he is. 

“I swear you cheated,” he mumbles under his breath, though it's loud and clear enough for you to hear. You playfully bump your shoulder against his, “How would I even cheat in this game?” you bite back a giggle when you notice his scowl deepen from the corner of your eye, “I just think someone is a sore loser and can't handle getting their ass kicked,” you sing-song. 

“I am not a sore loser,” he argues, fingers mashing the buttons of his controller as his eyes focus on Bowser inching closer to fifth place with every button he all but smashes. “You're just a dirty, lying cheater,” he grumbles, his lips forming a thin line as his attention briefly shoots to your choice of Peach comfortably in second place. 

You elect not to give into his accusations. Simply letting your actions speak for themselves and smirking when you cross the finish line in first place. Again. Changbin crosses his arms and refuses to look at you for a few moments and you try your hardest not to laugh at the pout on his face and the way his purple bangs shadow his eyes. 

“Changbin,” you start, the struggle to hold back your laughter evident to even your own ears. 

“One more game.” 

The corners of your lips tick up without your consent, “Changbin, we've already played five rounds and I won four of them,” you respond. 

“Just one more. I know I can win,” he argues desperately. You don't think you've ever seen anyone take Mario Kart this seriously. His ego must be terribly bruised right now. 

“We had a deal, Binnie,” you remind him, your smile widening, “A deal that was actually over two, whole rounds ago.” 

“Fine,” he sighs dramatically in resignation and this time you do let the giggles bubble out of you. You can't remember the last time you allowed yourself to just…have fun before meeting the man next to you after one too many glasses of wine and swiping on Tinder. 

Minho had been incessantly nagging you to put yourself out there after things crashed and burned with your ex-boyfriend of five years. Saying that you were wrecked after he broke up with you last year would be putting it kindly. You're honestly not sure how you survived that but, a stubborn man who is arguably more cat than human and who loves you more than he'll ever admit likely had something to do with it. 

‘The best way to get over someone is to get under someone new. Or, on top of them. Whatever works for you.’ His advice was pretty horrible but, after spending these handful of months with Changbin, you can't say it totally sucked. 

You're startled out of your thoughts by a firm hand on your thigh, plush lips kissing along your jaw. You're not sure exactly when he moved but, you aren't complaining. Placing your controller down and letting your fingers run along his purple locks. 

“I really like this colour,” you say a little breathlessly, letting him push you down onto his couch and make himself comfortable between your thighs. You've found that it's incredibly easy to get in the mood when it comes to Changbin. A few kisses and groping at his massive arms and you're ready to go.  

He laughs softly against your neck, eager hands shoving your shirt up and exposing your breasts to the cool air of his apartment, “I've noticed. If I was a more insecure man, I think you cumming extra hard the first time you fucked me after I dyed it would hurt my feelings,” he muses against your skin, his warm breath combined with the way his firm hands gently knead your tits causing your mind to grow hazy and your clit to buzz to life. 

“I mean, it's still you that made me cum so, there's no real reason to feel insecure anyway,” you respond with a snort, arching into him when his soft lips press firmer kisses along your collarbone. Usually endearing eyes becoming heavier with desire with every second his mouth and his hands remain on your more than willing body. “True but, a lesser man would,” he replies, sounding increasingly more uninterested in this conversation and instead focusing on your hardened nipples and spanning as much of his hands as he can along your waist. 

You can't say you blame him. The fog creeping into your mind worsens when his warm mouth eventually takes the plunge and envelopes one of the nipples he's been sneaking glances at since you showed up braless hours ago. The determination to make sure you're enjoying yourself is one of your favourite parts of Changbin, as selfish as that may be. He's purposeful, even in moments where his passion overrides the rational side of his brain. His fingers experimenting with how to caux the most visceral reactions from you, his mouth testing to see how soft or hard you like it. Even all these months later, his curiosity and desire to see just how much and in how many ways he can make you feel good makes your head spin. 

The light drag of his teeth along your nipple causes your entire body to jolt. Your pussy clenching around nothing when his heavy gaze finds your lidded one through the wisps of his purple hair. God, it looks so fucking good on him. The memory of you two fucking each other close to unconsciousness the first day you saw him sporting it is a fond one and, makes for phenomenal spank bank material when he's too busy to let you bounce on his cock or fold you in half. Not one to be outdone, however, your hands drift from where they'd been clingy to his ridiculously hot shoulders (seriously, you never knew shoulders could be this attractive) to palm his biceps greedily. Changbin knows what his arms do to you. He knows just how stupid they make you and, you're 99% sure he wore this shirt that clings to him like a second layer of skin for that reason. 

It's so incredibly easy to lose yourself in the ministrations of his mouth and his hand and his delectable body. To lose yourself in him. Goosebumps rise in his wake as one of his hands hurriedly moves down your overheated body until it reaches the waistband of your tiny shorts. He isn't the only one who's picked up on a weakness or four during the months you've been frequenting each others’ beds. You learned fairly quickly that Changbin is obsessed with your ass and thighs and, will attach himself to them whenever you give him the chance. It's done wonders for your confidence.  

You'd pout at him for freeing your nipple from his mouth if he wasn't speeding his way down your body in record time. Every place he presses a wet, hurried kiss into burns and you know you don't really have any ground to complain because anticipation simmers in your veins when he helps you get rid of your shorts and discard them unceremoniously onto his floor. His eagerness might be your favourite characteristic of his, actually. He really acts like if he doesn't get his mouth on your pussy, he'll simply perish. Evidenced by the way his hungry gaze locks onto your dripping folds and he makes himself comfortable on his stomach. If your clit throbs at the sight of his arms flexing as they grip your spread thighs, that's between you and yourself. 

“You know, you never have to win a bet in order for me to eat you out,” he says, voice hoarse and heavy, the faintest hints of his breath hitting your bare pussy prompting your thighs to quiver. Glancing down at him, it takes a herculean amount of effort not to just grip him by his roots and shove him into you but, you persist, “I know,” you breathe, your fingers lacing themselves in his hair and toying with it, “but, it feels even better when you do it after I've won one of our little bets,” you finish with lopsided smile that you're certain is dripping with smugness. 

The whimper that escapes his plush lips is almost as satisfying as finally feeling him touch you. Changbin is excited and messy when he eats you out. He does it without abandon and without much build up. His fingers are determined to leave themselves imprinted into your thighs with how harshly he's holding onto you. His display of strength fueling you to tighten your grip in his hair and tilt your hips until there's virtually nowhere for him to go. Not that he'd want to go anywhere else based on the way he lavishes your clit with licks and his spit. The vibrations from his groans adds to the tension building in your entire body, shuddering moans of his name and an array of colourful curse words spilling from your lips. 

Your grip on his hair grows harsher when he sucks on your clit, albeit gently. If the pain is too much for him, he doesn't show you any indication of that. If anything, his mouth is even more determined and he drags you closer to him. You've always wondered in the back of your mind if just watching how strong he is would be enough to make you cum. You should really test that hypothesis one day. If nothing else, it would breed interesting results. 

His tongue presses into your clit in time with one of his sucks, forcing you to focus your attention back on the very hot man smearing your wetness on his face while the character selection screen watches on. His eyes haven't left you once. The lust in them is palpable and, your stomach twists pleasantly with the knowledge that he wants you just as much as you always want him. Even as your hold of his beautiful hair grows more frantic and harsh. Even as he uses his strength to hold you down so that he can make out with your pussy to his heart's content. Even when your own eyes flutter shut and the waves grow increasingly higher. His eyes never stop watching you. 

You're almost certain that and a hard press of his tongue are eventually what do you in. 

Changbin is never one to quit. He keeps kissing and lapping at you even through your oragsm, although not nearly as intensely as he was a minute ago. The buzz you feel to the very tips of your fingers is prolonged every time his soft lips press themselves into you and he loudly moans into your dripping folds. It's only when you weakly pull at his strands and tiredly call his name that he finally relents. Leaving your clit with a final kiss that makes you giggle. He truly loves to do the most. 

“Come here,” you gently command and he follows willingly. You kiss him lazily. Your tongue in search of every bit of your taste on his. Hands leisurely feeling as much of his firm torso and plump ass as they can. You smile into him when he jumps as your hands make their way under his too-tight shirt. Still, he lets you peel him out of it. Only separating from your mouth briefly so he can toss it somewhere to be forgotten about until after the two of you have exhausted each other. 

The sight of his bare chest causes your slick walls to clamp down painfully around nothing. The outline of his thick cock through the sweats low on his hips makes you realise, rather viscerally, just how empty you are and how much you'd very much like to be filled. Now. 

“What are you–” 

His question dies on his tongue when you successfully maneuver yourself onto all fours. His quiet ‘fuck’ brings a smile to your face. It's always fun using his weaknesses against him. 

“You look shit, you look so hot like this,” he practically whines, shuffling behind you in record time. Based on the rustling of his sweats and the lack of clothing joining the mess on his floor, you assume he just haphazardly tugged them down enough to free his cock. The image causing saliva to pool in your mouth and more of your wetness to trickle down your sticky, inner thighs. 

“That's very sweet of you to say, baby,” you coo, shooting him a look over your shoulder that prompts his cock to jump. Cute. “Now are you just going to stare at my ass or are you planning to actually fuck me?” You ask with a saccharine edge to your tone, swaying your hips for good measure. 

You bite down on your bottom lip to stop yourself from smiling too hard at his overeagerness. He shuffles closer to you in record time, placing a warm, firm hand on your hip while the other guides his fat tip to your pulsing hole. Whatever amusement you were feeling quickly dissipates when he starts to push into you. His hand shaking with every inch of himself he sinks into you. The stretch is always so fucking good with Changbin. Despite who knows how many times you've let him split you open, the first few strokes always take a bit of adjusting. 

“How are you always so tight?” He gasps out when his thighs finally meet the backs of yours. Both of his hands grabbing your hips fiercely in an attempt to ground himself as he shallowly thrusts into you. “And so fucking wet,” he groans, his entire body vibrating with the effort it takes not to cum immediately. You've learned that Changbin's stamina is simultaneously impressive and terrible. Terrible in that it honestly doesn't take all that much to make him cum. And impressive in that it only takes a few minutes until he's hard and ready to go again. It adds to the myriad of reasons he's so fun to fuck. 

“I'll tell you when you tell me how your cock always fills me ah, Binnie,” you mewl in response, your lashes fluttering when he picks up his pace and starts to stretch you out properly. His only response is a guttural moan and snap of his hips that forces you forward onto his couch's armrest. The smile on your face must look delirious with how fantastic he's making you feel, down to the very tips of your toes. You love when he gets desperate. Your walls sporadically clamping down on him with every ramble he mutters into the skin of your back and the sweaty, hard hold he maintains of you. 

“Fuck,” he gasps when you intentionally tighten around him and push your ass back onto him, “You're so–I'm–I'm close,” he heaves into your skin. His sweat drenched hair tickling your skin and his arms flexing around you with the effort it takes for him not to just cum into your perfect pussy. The constant twitching of his cock inside you is delicious and you feel like a woman possessed. 

“But Binnie,” you whine with a pout for good measure, batting your eyes at him over your shoulder, “It was just getting so good. You know I love when you fuck me with this fat cock of yours,” you emphasise your point by pressing back against him. A cocktail of desire and delight sitting in the pit of your stomach watching the way his entire body shudders and said fat cock twitches non-stop. 

“Don't you want to make me cum on it, bunny?” 

And just like he snaps within an instant. 

Your moans are swallowed by the fabric of his couch, fingers clawing into the material as the obscene noises of his skin slapping against your and his cock bullying your pussy echo through his living room. But your favourite part is always the sounds. His deep moans intertwined with his fucked out whimpers always make you throb in the best, most lust-induced way possible. The haziness clouding your brain makes it difficult to catch everything he imprints into your skin but, what does hit your ears is more than enough to send one of your hands between your thighs and draw frenzied circles into your swollen clit. 

He crumbles first with a broken, slurred moan of your name. His arms keeping you pressed to his hot, sweaty chest as his cock unloads rope after rope of cum into your more than ready pussy. The whines and jolts of his hips, pushing his release as deeply as he can into you, are what spark your own toe-curling orgasm. Well, that and a little help from your more-than-likely-pruney fingers. His grip on you tightens as your walls milk him for whatever he has left. You wouldn't be shocked if his hold on you was the only thing keeping you from completely floating up into the clouds. 

For a moment, your respective, laboured breaths are the only sounds in his living room (besides the long forgotten Mario Kart, obviously). Changbin, to no one's surprise, recovers first and pulls out of you as gently as he can. You always hate this part. Still, you cringe a little when he does. He's still for a second after that and you feel a smile splitting your face in half. 

“I can feel you staring,” you mutter, turning your head to look at him. There's no hint of shame to be found on his face and it just makes you smile harder. 

“Well obviously,” he responds with a huff, “I have a very hot woman on my couch who just let me cum inside of her. Of course I'm going to stare,” he says as though you asked him the most basic question he's ever heard. 

“You're so unserious,” you snort. 

“That's why you like me so much,” he retorts with an incredibly cheesy eyebrow wiggle. 

Well, he's not wrong. 

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[randombush3]

YEAHHHH!!’

gladly x

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“Y/n left me.” 

The limousine you are in is completely black, save for the white lines being measured out right next to you. 

“What?” says Jenni. 

“She left me,” Alexia says once more. The hotel room is a non-committal beige. They lie in the same bed, the older of the two welcoming her lost teammate wordlessly and without judgement. Tomorrow, they will return to Barcelona, losers yet another time. “She moved back to london. She took Nico.” 

“She can’t just take Nico, can she?” 

“Y/n, how’s Nico?” Your stomach turns, but whether that is provoked by the thought of the baby boy you left crying in your father’s arms or by the white powder outlining the rim of the woman’s nostrils, you don’t know. 

Your son’s creasing eyes, red face, and grabbing hands appear in front of you. He screams as you walk away. He doesn’t understand why he has not smelt Alexia in weeks, and he misses the comfort of home. 

Everyone waits for your answer. No one comments on the bags under your eyes. “He's fine,” you say with a smile. “He loves it here.”

“I think she is depressed,” Alexia tells Jenni, comforted by the arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close and tightly and reminding her that she is not as alone as you have made her feel. “She told me that she couldn’t be in Barcelona anymore, but she said that without giving me a chance to come with her. Her bags were packed before the conversation started — she might as well have called me from the plane.” 

“Are you angry at her?” 

“Yes.” 

Alexia thinks about it. 

“No.”

“No,” you say when they point at your very own line. The drug holds a place of both familiarity and hatred in your heart. The fine, white powder reminds you of greatness – of being the most successful girl group in the UK – but, also, of hospital visits. It’s not a past addiction, but it could have been. You light a cigarette instead, though it will make the vehicle reek.“I can't. I have a son.” 

“You’re not a saint.” They boo. “You’re allowed to have fun. I saw you the other day, and you had no qualms with any drugs then.” 

“No, I'm not a saint,” you reply. You regret that night — however little you remember. “But I am a mother.” 

“Is it that thing? Postpartum?” Jenni asks. “The baby blues are really shitty, I've heard, but they’re not supposed to cripple you. Maybe the relationship has other issues.” 

“I'm not angry at her, Jenni,” Alexia repeats. “I miss Nico. He looks like her. He has started to look a lot more like her now.”

“He would definitely suit those sparkly bralettes.” Jenni giggles at the thought. 

With an understandable lack of good humour, Alexia ponders something more realistic. “He would suit a Barcelona kit.” 

“He would be made for it. You are his mother.” 

“I'm not angry at her,” Alexia says for the third time, just to make herself believe it. Just to carve those words into her bones and tell herself that it isn’t anger, what she’s feeling. “I don't want to be angry at her. I think I'm going to see if I can move to arsenal.” 

“Don’t you dare.” 

“Well, I'm not angry at her.” 

“Alexia.” Jenni cups her cheek tenderly. “Ale.” She knows she shouldn’t. She’s not angry at you, and so there is no punishment needed. Not that… Not that kissing Jenni would ever be utilised as a weapon to get back at you. Or that she’d actually kiss her. 

“Daddy, I can't get him tonight. No, I don't want to stay over. Daddy, I…” You hate the baby. You hate yourself. You hate that Spain hasn’t done well, and that your fiancée is disappointed that nothing is how it was supposed to be. Alexia is probably lying awake in bed, missing her son, and missing you. You expect one of her teammates to call you soon, and tell her that she needs you. You’re her person. “I'm going to get some sleep and I'll pick him up tomorrow. Probably around lunchtime, okay?” 

“Alexia."

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what do we think?

[fategoflatass]

I used to be so against the slow burn trope. Not because I thought it was shit; it's just, I usually don't have the patience to wait whatever-amount-superior-to-three damn chapters for my dear ship to finally be able to look at each other without blushing and/or hold hands. Thus why you often times see me reading oneshots or fics with the "Established Relationship" tag on them.

So you can imagine just how surprised—or maybe not, maybe I just didn't think enough about it—I was when I realized my newest fixation's main pairing is—canonically—the embodiment of slow burn. Because holy shit they're taking their time.

Nothing against how Kusuriya develops its love story—quite the opposite, actually. The relationship between Jinshi and Maomao, two characters that are written as beautifully as their romance, is a rather realistic approach as to how the same or a similar dynamic would developed in real life. In such a complicated situation, with such complex feelings about emotions—both external and their own—and attachment, makes sense that it takes so long for the relationship to finally sail.

The problem is, I didn't know I was signing with the Devil the moment I decided to pick up the light novel. Ten volumes and nothing has happened. Nothing.

And you can say that technically things have happened, because they have. I mean, Jinshi is just so desperate for Maomao to give him the time of day, you know what I mean? And even that isn't enough anymore and thus he has committed some of the craziest shit I've seen in any romance. Which okay, I don't usually read these type of romances but still.

What I mean by "nothing" is just, their relationship hasn't changed status. I could also say that it seems to go nowhere, but that'd be lying. Since, you know, it has changed quite a lot—just not in the way my impatient ass wanted it to. Because he can be as honest with his feelings as he pleases, and those around them might be heavely conscious of the tension and thus constantly tease those lovebirds (as they should), but babygirl's not helping, you know?

And I get it, Maomao's not the best at expressing and understanding herself, and she's also way too busy worrying about going as unnoticed as possible (she should give up on that one already, tbh) while keeping her head where it should be. But like, I can't help feeling frustrated over it like ‼‼

GIRL, FUCK THE RULES. TAKE THAT PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A MAN AND RUNAWAY SOMEWHERE NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO IDENTIFY YOU. YOU THEN CARRY THAT BITCH BRIDESTYLE TO THE CLOSEST CHURCH AND MAKE HIM YOUR WIFE. PROCEED TO FROG AROUND, EXPERIMENT WITH YOUR UTERUS AS MUCH AS YOU'D LIKE, AND THEN TEACH THE PRODUCTS OF YOUR PRACTICES AS YOUR OWN GUINEA PIG THE WAYS OF HERBAL MEDICINE. AS EASY AS THAT.

But she won't. She'll take her sweet ass time being in denial about both Jinshi's and her own feelings, then maybe she'll proceed to analize herself and find out that maybe, just maybe, that affection that she'd been feeling for that loser became something else. Did said affection also become something more complicated? Absolutely. Does she know how to deal with it? Hell no, but fuck it. If I learned something from school is that you always leave the hardest parts for later.

Now you see why I was so against reading slow burn?

And you wanna know the worst part? I loved it—I loved every second of it, every word, every page. Every scene that seemed to help the relationship advance, only for Maomao to say nope and leave like she owns the place, which at this point she fucking might.

It feels like I, as the reader, am in the middle of a heatwave and some sadistic bastard won't stop teasing me with ice cream—they put it in front of my face, close enough that I can smell the cold. Then take a spoon and eat little by little while staring directly to my eyes. At times they seem to show mercy and feed me a spoon, only for it to be a rather small quantity of serving—serving that tastes so damn good at first, only for it to have such a bitter aftertaste. But if I gotta have something in common with Jinshi is that I'll never be able to beat the masochist allegations, so I'll wait patiently for the next spoon and its corresponding and seemingly enless teasing from that faceless being.

So yeah, I'm still against it, only that now I understand the appeal—even if I have yet to find out about the whereabouts of my sanity while still mananing with the little I've left.

[erabu-san]

tighnari saying cyno and sethos are like brothers at the end of this quest... cyno really is collecting siblings like pokemon. good for him!!

Yeeeessss!!

In my HC, Cyno put a lot of attention in family.

Firstly because Cyrus was his only one family when he was a kid with amnesia, but also he grown up with Lisa as colleague under the same professor, but both of them consider Cyrus as a parental figure : without saying anything, a link it made of brother/sister. Cyno never knows his family by blood, and I think he was curious once. But he is satisfy with his current family ! And for him, family doesn't need to blood related. And if I remember well, Cyno said (during Windblum event, EVENT EXTREMELY IMPORTANT FOR ME 😭🫶) something like it is pretty current people in Akademiya becomes a family for study. It was his case ! Cyrus becomes his dad figure, Lisa, her senior, is like a big sister (I wouldn't never forget when she calls him little brother/baby brother) (AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY LISA !!! <3). And when in windblum Cyno came visited Lisa, during their conversation, Cyno is the one mentionning the family bond she has with Cyrus "you are also part of the family, Lisa. It is normal for a daughter to talk like his father" (*CRYING*)! It sounds a tiny detail but I feel like this is so important for him.

Then came Tighnari, aka the first friend he had ever ! (I am a bit lost in chronology tho. In Tighnari's backsto, we learn they met when Cyno was already the general mahamatra while Tighnari was a student new-ly popular. But in Cyno's quest, we learn that they were student when they met ?? So Cyno was student and General ? 🤔 welp, I am still unsure but now I include it in my HC/brainrot kskdkd). And also Collei ! Collei is a bit more complicated, in term that she wasn't comfortable around him for a long time being. But even when she wasn't comfortable around him at first, she still gave him a bookmark handmade during windblum and saying he is like a family for him (I AM ON THE FLOOR). Tighnari and Cyno both consider Collei like a little sister, and bahaha when they "fight" about "who is the older one" and tighnari don't want to admit this loser being the older oh gosh i love theeeeeeem (I will never recover from "oh yeah but you're younger in your head, Collei could be your big sis !" "I wouldn't never say I am the youngest !!! Except if it is for an opportunity for winning TCG by shocking my opponent.." cyno you are so real). But during this windblum event again, Cyno said something like "you know Collei, tighnari said we are not an akademiya family, and he doesn't want to work on a post together" and this is SUPER IMPORTANT because for Cyno, as you can see earlier, only had family by study (Cyrus, Lisa). He worked, studied and published with his father and Lisa. And also, he did homework with Tighnari that he considers like a brother in soul. But the fact he was "refused" to do work with Collei and him, kind of make him feel to tell Collei "yeah we r family but, tighnari... ):"

As Tighnari answered "You know, we can consider ourself as a normal family" AND THAT'S SOSO IMPORTANT. In my HC, Tighnari is the one in group having a "good family" (not in sumeru cast, I believe it is Nilou who has the healthiest family). He knows what a family is supposed to, he grew up with parents who teach him a lot of thing and he explored with them. Anyway Tighnari is a healthy kid, he knows that they don't need to work on a project together to be a family. Oh and that's also why I HC him Aromantic, AroAce persons value platonic and familyship a lot more than romantic, so he doesn't know mind that Collei and Cyno who are not blood related to him are like a true family for him !

(Before continue, I want to talk his bond with Collei ; I believe he can relates on how Collei suffered from the seal, because Cyno who might forget his past, he remembers the pain. That's how in Tighnari's voiceline, Cyno often check how Collei is going w/o her noticing. Even when Collei was aware of Cyno and under Tighnari care, he was ready to help her. And in the first story quest, Tighnari said that she still awares of him. I wonder how often they talk abt Collei !! I am sure Cyno shares to Tighnari how much he woud like to get along with her, and that's how Tighnari gives him opportunity like this one official art when in description Tighnari said "I asked Collei to bring Cyno")

And so, that's how in Cyno's quest we were able to see all his closest friends. Tighnari Collei Kaveh Alhaitham Candace Dehya Faruzan (and Traveler). Everyone was worried for him, was wishing to help him, and was here for him. And Cyno also noticed he is less alone (GOOD FOR HIM). And now, there is Sethos, a man coming from nowhere in this life, but an important man ; they didn't spend life together but they can feel a deep connection bcuz of both of their backstory. Sethos might be the closest to understand all his doubt a long time ago (and Cyno IS the closest person for Sethos to relate). And IN CYNO'S VOICELINE ABOUT SETHOS "Aren't we his best friends of whole Sumeru city ?! 😐" Cyno pulled the power of friendship and adopt him in his big family circle.

ANYWAY WOW IT IS ONLY 8AM AND I AM HERE ALREADY YAPPING ABOUT CYNO BAHAHAHA

But genshin impact is for me more family impact that anything 😭 🫶 (and that's also why I am stuck with sumeru while FONTAINE AND THE HOUSE OF HEARTH ARE JUST RIGHT HERE ?!?!) after all, we are playing a traveler who is searching their twin !

Thank you for reading my talk, anon

[goodnightmemes]

KNIVES OUT (2019) SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ Anything you need. You’re part of this family. ❜

❛ Kids today, with the internet. It’s amazing. ❜

❛ I read a tweet about a New Yorker article about you. ❜

❛ I’m here at the behest of a client. ❜

❛ You will find me a respectful, quiet, passive observer of the truth. ❜

❛ Are you baiting me? ❜

❛ You think I am dumb enough to be baited into talking family business. ❜

❛ This is not how I wanted to have this conversation. ❜

❛ He’s always been the black sheep of the family. ❜

❛ Are you, goddamn, insane? ❜

❛ You tell her or I will! ❜

❛ I know it’ll hurt, but it’s all for the best. ❜

❛ I expect it’s going to be about something, if not extraordinary, then at least interesting. ❜

❛ Does having a kind heart make you a good nurse? ❜

❛ Just the thought of lying, yeah, it makes me puke. ❜

❛ Have you seen her insta? She’s an influencer. ❜

❛ Can I wait inside? I feel like I shouldn’t be here. ❜

❛ So, somebody suspects foul play. ❜

❛ It makes no damn sense. Compels me though. ❜

❛ I don’t know why we keep going over this. ❜

❛ Physical evidence can tell a clear story with a forked tongue. ❜

❛ Can you just take your goddamn medicine and go to bed? ❜

❛ You really love drama, huh? ❜

❛ Why can’t I beat you at this game? ❜

❛ Such a bad loser you are. ❜

❛ There’s so much of me in that kid. ❜

❛ Playing life like a game without consequence, until you can’t tell the difference between a stage prop and a real knife. ❜

❛ I don’t fear death. ❜

❛ I don’t fear death. But, oh God, I’d like to fix some of this before I go. ❜

❛ Hey. You had a long day. You wanna do drugs? ❜

❛ I messed up. ❜

❛ You know, this is an interesting and efficient method of murder. I need to write this down. ❜

❛ There is no time, you have to listen! ❜

❛ If what you said is true, I’m gone, there’s no saving me. ❜

❛ But you have to do exactly what I tell you. ❜

❛ Will you do this? This last thing. For me. ❜

❛ What do you want me to do? ❜

❛ It sounds crazy, but it will work. ❜

❛ Don’t lie. Tell fragments of the truth. ❜

❛ I keep waiting for the big reveal, where it all makes sense. Wouldn’t that be nice? ❜

❛ Jesus, I’m gonna disappear until the politics talk is done. ❜

❛ Something is afoot with this whole affair. I know it, and I believe you know it too. ❜

❛ I trust your kind heart. ❜

❛ Be it cruel or comforting, this machine unerringly arrives at the truth. ❜

❛ You do as I say and everything will be just fine. ❜

❛ Best judge of character is a dog. ❜

❛ I don’t feel like talking. I’m distraught. ❜

❛ People grieve in different ways. ❜

❛ I don’t know what any of that means. ❜

❛ Now, you heard something. Spill it. ❜

❛ Maybe this might finally make you grow up. ❜

❛ This might be the best thing that could ever happen to you. ❜

❛ Nothing good is ever easy. ❜

❛ Up your ass. ❜

❛ Matter of fact - eat shit, how’s that? ❜

❛ The game is afoot, eh Watson? ❜

❛ Please accept it with grace and without bitterness. But do accept it. ❜

❛ You little bitch! ❜

❛ Did you know about this? Were you in this from the beginning? ❜

❛ Were you boinking my father? ❜

❛ In the meantime I’d maybe run. ❜

❛ I’m not on Twitter anymore. ❜

❛ You look like you’re gonna pass out. Have you eaten anything today? ❜

❛ I know I shouldn’t say this out loud, but when he told me, I… Jesus, I coulda killed him. ❜

❛ You asshole. ❜

❛ Tell me everything. ❜

❛ There is much that remains unclear. ❜

❛ I suspect foul play. ❜

❛ I have eliminated no suspects. ❜

❛ You’ve come this far. Let me help you go all the way. ❜

❛ What’s going on? This isn’t you. ❜

❛ You should do whatever you think is right. ❜

❛ You have to make things right. ❜

❛ I want you to know I’m gonna take care of you. ❜

❛ You lay low for a couple of days. Wait for this investigation to blow over, and it will. ❜

❛ Are we rich? ❜

❛ Why is grief the providence of youth? ❜

❛ I’d imagine that age deepens all feelings. Including grief. ❜

❛ One thing I assume of age is weariness. Damned if I don’t get more tired every day. ❜

❛ I think you have something you wanna tell me. ❜

❛ I don’t like any of this. ❜

❛ What kind of blackmail scheme is this? ❜

❛ You regret helping me yet? ❜

❛ Oh my God. I’m just pure adrenaline right now, I feel like I swallowed bees. ❜

❛ That was the dumbest car chase of all time. ❜

❛ Strange case from the start. ❜

❛ Listen, I don’t know what you want. Whatever it is, we can work it out. ❜

❛ I don’t want any more surprises. ❜

❛ God, you’re not much of a detective, are you? ❜

❛ You make a pretty lousy murderer. ❜

❛ You’re a pack of vultures at the feast. ❜

❛ Is anybody else confused? ❜

❛ I’m so sorry. I told them everything, I figured it was up. I’m sorry. ❜

❛ You shared a love of twisting the knife into one another. ❜

❛ I’m warning you! ❜

❛ You won’t get away with this. ❜

❛ A twisted web. And we are not finished untangling it. Not yet. ❜

❛ This is stoopid with two o’s. ❜

❛ You don’t have a shred of evidence. You’re just spinning a fairy tale. ❜

❛ In for a penny, in for a pound. ❜

❛ I knew you were a no good son of a bitch! ❜

❛ And then you’ll see just how much hell I can wreak on your life. ❜

❛ You vicious little bitch! ❜

❛ What the shit!? ❜

❛ I want you to remember something that’s very important: you won not by playing the game his way, but yours. ❜

❛ You’re a good person. ❜

❛ I have my own opinion. But I have a feeling you’ll follow your heart. ❜

[shreky3poo]

My soulmate

Sol x fem!reader

WARNING:

Timeline: you’ve already met Solivan and Hyugo, so this can take place in day 3 or 4 even if this isn’t canon

Hope you enjoy 😊

(SORRY IF I TOOK TO LONG I HAD TO RESTART ON THE FIC BECAUSE MY PROGRESS DIDNT SAVE😭, also I’ll be doing this in chapters so ermm have a good day!)

(so you guys won’t get confused or maybe you will but that’s besides the point, Crowe and geo both share the color purple but when Crowe is talking he has the italic font, meanwhile geo doesn’t- btw this is the italic font)

Chapter 1

You were a kind person, everybody knew that, even him

Solivan Brugmansia

A kid at the back, quiet but very handsome, nobody even took a chance to get to know him.

That is until you came along.

He loves your company and you love his.You could spend years talking to him and never get bored.

But then why couldn’t you see he was the only one for you?

Why did you always have to include Crowe, is it because you perhaps have a little crush on him?

No, that’s not true, is it?

You don’t want to choose, you don’t want to break neither of their hearts.They are important to you just as much as you are to them.

Will you actually have to pick? Why is life so unfair, why do we have to suffer every second and minute?

Life truly isn’t what you imagined when you were younger.

Thinking back to your childhood , carefree, unbothered, happy. Why did that have to go down the drain? Knowing you could’ve gone down a better path if it weren’t for them.

Those rich scums who think they rule the world because of money, oh how I wish they could leave and disappear from this world forever.

But we don’t always get what we want, those are just the rules. There’s nothing we could do even if we tried.Is there even a point in living-

Good morning MC, I hope you had a lovely weekend!

Oh, good morning Crowe and yes my weekend was a bit relaxing this week surprisingly-

That’s lovely to hear, im glad to hear you are doing better with your health, well I really need to get going.Ill see you around MC

Oh Crowe before you leave I have a quick question..

Of course, ask anything you want MC

Are you free this weekend? I really need help with school work and I don’t feel like I can do it without you.(Crowe is my bae😞🤟)

I am indeed ill help you with anything you need

THANK YOU SO MUCH CROWE I SERIOUSLY OWE YOU A LOT 😭😭

I’ll always be here for you MC-

Can you two lovebirds stop flirting.. it’s hurting me internally 😐

Brit don’t be rude-

GUYS WE SHOULD TOTALLY HANGOUT IT WILL BE SUPER FU- 🤩 ( this is Deryl btw sol will prob be red, get it cuz he’s a red flag?😁😁)

No, also stop talking you’re giving me a headache-

Oh umm hey guys-

You both are a bunch of losers, let’s go Jess I don’t want to be seen with these rabid animals 🙄

Oh um-nice seeing you MC!

(maybe I should’ve eaten with Hyugo and Sol..)

Crowe I have to get going, but it was really nice talking to you!

Oh, leaving so soon?

Ermm yes unfortunately, I forgot I had something to do

Well then see you around

(oh naur now I feel bad for lying..😣)

(I AINT DONE YET BRO, but I’ll keep updating and adding to this.SORRY IF IT ISNT MUCH WRITERS BLOCK SUCK BOOTY)

( I KNOW IT SUCKS BOOTY, just don’t say it directly cuz I’ll kms💔)

[themculibrary]

Peter Parker's Birthday Masterlist

a gift so sweet (ao3) - aceofjapan, OliOcelot G, 1k

Summary: When a girl calls for Spider-Man on patrol, Peter did not expect it to be so she could give him a gift.

Even less did he expect her to wish him a happy birthday.

A Safehouse Birthday (ao3) - friendofspiderman mj/peter G, 1k

Summary: MJ and Ned plan a party for Peter's 17th birthday.

August 10th (ao3) - honestchick N/R, 1k

Summary: Peter expects him and May would do the usual for his birthday, but does he really??

a very, merry unbirthday (ao3) - ciaconnaa G, 4k

Summary: “What’s all this, huh?” Peter asks. His eyes don’t leave the table as he wanders over to stand by where Tony is sitting, wrapping him in a gentle hug and pushing his head into his chest. Tony smiles before he tugs gently on the sleeve. Peter gets the message and leans down, allowing Tony to kiss his temple in greeting.

“You threw me a birthday party,” Peter accuses, smile going all dopey.

“An unbirthday party,” Morgan corrects. “Like in Alice in Wonderland. For all the ones you missed!���

Birthday Bash (ao3) - The_Mishamigo N/R, 2k

Summary: It’s Peter Parker’s birthday. And of course, that means Tony Stark has to plan the celebrations.

Birthday Breakout (ao3) - Sara (ctrsara) pepper/tony T, 3k

Summary: Tony Stark eyed the enthusiastic teenager skeptically.

“Five Guys and an Escape Room?”

“Yeah… what’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing, kid, I just thought when I said, ‘You only turn sixteen once, the sky’s the limit,’ that you would have aimed a little higher.”   Peter's plans for his sixteenth birthday are underwhelming, but gathering all the people he loves into one place for the night is what's highest on his list. Plus, he's hoping to break a record for his first attempt at an Escape Room. Who better to have on your team than Tony Stark? How can his mentor refuse?

Birthday Shadows (ao3) - owl_lover013 mj/peter G, 4k

Summary: On Peter's eighteenth birthday, he reflects on the people not present for it, grieving for the people not there to celebrate it with him. --- A birthday story written for Peter Parker.

Birthday Suit (ao3) - happyaspie, ObsessionOfTheDay G, 1k

Summary: Peter isn't entirely sure he wants to have a birthday party. Tony is. And apparently, Tony gets to decide these things. So, Peter reluctantly agrees. But not before asking the man not to embarrass him. He probably should have been a little more persistent about that. Especially when his father figure's response was that he would keep that in mind.

Convenient Panic Baking (ao3) - Err_REDACTED T, 902

Summary: From Ned Leeds: Hey MJ and I are debating the best cupcake flavor, wanna chime in?

From Peter Parker: I am Suspicious

Or

Peter's birthday is coming up and Ned is bad at lying. Maybe. Peter's not actually that sure.

Could You Watch Over Them For Me? (ao3) - losingmymindtonight G, 1k

Summary: Pepper doesn’t ask about the third drink, but Peter can see in her eyes that she knows who it’s for. -- It's Peter's 21st birthday, and while he has to face the milestone without Tony, he doesn't have to face it alone.

Or, Rhodey gives Peter his first legal drink.

Growing Pains (ao3) - Jinx_Frost G, 1k

Summary: Peter grows anxious as he notices Tony becoming more distant, oblivious to what the man has planned for him.

HBD Loser (ao3) - forensicleaf G, 4k

Summary: “Up and at ‘em, champ! Otherwise you’re not gonna have time to open your presents before school.” May wiggles her eyebrows.

Presents?

Peter feels a smile creep across his face, and May’s own widens in response. He’d almost forgotten.

“Happy birthday, honey,” May says, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Then she ruffles his hair, laughing as Peter rolls his eyes and pushes her away. “Now come on. I made breakfast.”

Feels weird to cry with a smile (ao3) - joyful_soul_collector G, 2k

Summary: Peter spends his 17th birthday in quarantine, so Tony decides to make it a bit more special.

messy chocolate frosting (ao3) - ImBadWithWords G, 2k

Summary: Swing by the Tower after work, I’ve got some gear for you, the text reads. The phone buzzes again a second later. Happy b-day, squirt :). Peter smirks and stuffs it into his bag before his boss notices.

R E D (ao3) - Movie_Riggs (orphan_account) mj/peter G, 1k

Summary: "What's your favorite color?" she asks him randomly at lunch.

"Uh...red?" he replies uncertainly. He never really had a favorite color.

But she just shrugs and says, "Okay," and then doesn't bring it up again.

softly (ao3) - DlBELLA pre peter/flash G, 922

Summary: It’s Peter’s birthday and even though he bullies him a bit, Flash gives him a gift anyway.

Surprises (ao3) - xxx_cat_xxx G, 1k

Summary: “What happened, kid?” Tony asks, stunned. Peter is pressing a rag against a wound on his ribcage, which seems to be the main source for the blood, but it’s all over his body, some drops have even made it to his hair. “I thought you went to sleep, not crime fighting!”

-or-

All Tony wanted was a peaceful night to work on Peter's birthday gift. But his kids make sure that this doesn't happen.

The Cake Thing (ao3) - CheyanneChika G, 907

Summary: Tony attempts to bake because he can totally bake for Peter...right? No. Well, he can make a bot that can bake.

when you're feeling empty keep me in your memory (ao3) - JkWriter pepper/tonyN/R, 1k

Summary: after everything with thanos he forgets it's his birthday. he just assumed everyone else did too.

wishful thinking (ao3) - pocketfuloflove T, 857

Summary: Peter Parker is 16 now, but no wiser than before.

or

Peter Parker can be pretty dumb for a genius.

[kayrockerqog]

okay this is gonna be my general reaction post for episodes 2-4 of the reboot, so spoilers are UNDER. THE. CUT.

okay so one: I have never been more conflicted about a ship in my fucking life

this is ripaxel specific, because of course it is, what else would we be talking about here

on the one hand, no, not in a million years, what are the writers thinking, what insanity is this, I'm so confused and not in a good way at all

but on the OTHER hand...he did opt for using something she liked in a unique way to get her attention, and was like, mega cringefail about it but it still worked??? SHE liked it??? that's the important part.

so???? i'd have to see further how they progress with this before I decide, because oh god was the secondhand embarrassment horrifying during these past few episodes

now, two: caleb and priya

cute pairing! great potential. but GIRL IF I AM NOT FEARING FOR THAT GIRL'S EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW!!!! I CANT TELL IF HE'S LIKE GENUINELY LEADING HER ON FOR AN ALLIANCE OR JUST FUCKING STUPID AND DOESNT REALIZE SHE'S LIKE, INTO HIM INTO HIM!!! if he hurts her I'm suing, I'm going insane, he will be dead by dawn

three: rajbow + Wayne and the in-game cheating

again, never been so conflicted in my life, me and Bowie are twinning

on the one hand, I am SO glad he's like actually conflicted and doesn't like lying to Raj. Again, surpassing my expectations on behalf of the writers because I would've 100% expected them to make him lean into cheating without repercussions

on the other...Raj and Wayne being upset about cheating actually makes ME kinda upset despite how much I adore MK and Julia's antics!!! like!!!! the boys just want a fair fun game!!!!! how can you say no to those faces???? they're like puppies I stg

i AM relieved this is like, a cheating in the GAME plot and not a cheating in the RELATIONSHIP plot because that is ALSO a TD Taboo and I was afraid, they're still adorable and have an actual narrative, god bless

four: mkulia

canon, it's canon, idk what else you want me to say man

also, very important MK image

look at her go... i love her actually

five: sha-lightning round

Millie and Damien's entire feud and make-up was surprisingly well done!! and despite the fact she got eliminated that episode it was still a happy ending that fit really well with both of them!! I'm glad Damien's actually getting some play this season so far :D!!

Zee with Olivia Von Trashpanda is by far the best thing I've ever seen in my life, I love them sm

the besties,,,

i wish I was Emma in the scene where Axel ran her finger by her chin threateningly (I'm shameless I know but come ON I WISH THAT ME!!!!!)

Nichelle getting to slay is the best thing ever lowkey???? I'm so proud of her!!

Chase getting kicked out second was the best, get dunked on loser!!!

Emma has also been returned to my good graces for dunking on him, thank you girly

Chris missing Scary Girl is so real, I miss her too man :<

and, well

I now know I never want to participate in would you rather challenge irl, those questions were horrid

except the one with Axel and poetry, that's a really nice character touch despite what it leads to

and...yeah! general thoughts dump. I'll still be making separate posts and I actually feel motivated to draw canon for once..back on my total drama bullshit? /pos

[howlingday]

Have you seen the studio c sketch the doorstep can you do that with Lancaster?

...I have now.

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The Fool

Okay, okay. It's the end of the date. Here comes the doorstep. Don't panic. You practiced this a hundred times with your team. ...Oh no! It looks like he's heading straight for the door without saying good-night! Don't let it end here! Quickly! Throw a rock at him!

Ruby: (Picks up a rock)

Jaune: (Turns)

Ruby: (Throws it down the hall)

Cardin: OW!

No, no, wait, she's turning around. It's good. You're all good.

Jaune: Uh... Well, this is me.

Okay, now puff out your chest ever so slightly. You are strong. You did at least fifteen push-ups before this date, and you only blacked out for a second.

Jaune: I, uh, had a really nice time tonight, Ruby.

Yeah, you did~.

Jaune: We should definitely do this again sometime.

Oh, yeah! Mama's got game~!

Ruby: Yeah, that'd be cool!

Jaune: Yeah. And maybe we could bring your sister along for a double?

I knew you were after my sister, you slanderous scabbard!

Ruby: Oh, that's not a bad idea. But she already has this thing. She's... dying.

Jaune: O-Oh! I'm sorry to hear that.

Why are you lying?! Quick! Change the subject! Now!

Ruby: So I see dust prices have gone up. That inflation, am I right?

Jaune: Er... Yeah...

Oh my god, he's playing with his keys, just like in that one movie, Hook-Up! Wilt Smithy said that means he wants to kiss you- Wait, or is that only for Faunus girls? ...Oh, what luck! His hair is covering his eye! Gently brush it out of the way.

Jaune: (Blushing, Smiles)

You're as smooth as imported silk, Eagle Eye~. ...Man, I wish people would call me Eagle-Eye! Whatever. Now lean in slowly. ...Oh no, I didn't check my breath before doing this! Back out! Back out! So slow, though, that he doesn't even notice.

Jaune: (Awkwardly shifts)

Nice work, Double E~. ...ACK! Why are there more people at the door?! This is so awkward, I don't know what to do with my hands!

Ruby: (Latches hands to opposite shoulders)

Yeah. This feels natural~.

Ren: ...Good evening, Jaune.

Jaune: Hey, Ren. Nora. Getting back from your date?

Nora: Yeah! (Menacing aura) ISN'T IT JUST SO AWESOME THAT WE JUST SHOWED UP AT THE EXACT. SAME. TIME?

Ooooooh, I am not moving! If she thinks she can edge me out of my good night, she is wrong! Look her in the eyes!

Nora: (Glaring at Ruby)

Ruby: (Glaring at Nora)

Ruby + Nora: (Look away)

Yeah... That's what I thought.

Nora: (Opens arms) I had a great time, Ren~!

Ren: (Extends shake) As did I.

Nora: ...

Ren: ...

Ren: (Pats Nora's head)

Loser.

Ruby: (Extends shake) Good night, Ren.

Ren: (Shakes hand) Good night. (Pass Ruby) We'll meet you inside, Jaune. (Walks inside)

Jaune: (Watches Nora slump behind) Sorry about that, Ruby.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. We're back in business!

Jaune: O-Oh!

Good! Hold the eye contact! Offer him a sincere compliment! Tell him you like his...

Ruby: I like your...

...Say something. Oh, please, say something! Compliment his shoes- Oof! Nevermind! Just say something!

Ruby: ...enthal. I like... Yuri Lowenthal... as an actor.

You... are an idiot.

Jaune: Oh, so do I! I especially love his work as Ben 10 in Alien Force!

Nevermind~! Cue the Final Fantasy victory! Dadada da da da dadada! Boolooloo...

Ruby: (Smoothly makes FF victory poses)

Jaune: (Standing awkwardly to the side)

Wait, is he still talking?!

Ruby: ...

Jaune: Did you..?

Ruby: ...Yeeees?

Jaune: Huh... You're an interesting girl, Ruby.

Interesting good or interesting as in "You belong in the nuthouse"? AGH! I can't take it anymore! Just kiss him! Now! Force eye contact!

Jaune: A-Ah!

Good! Now slowly close in on him. Corner him like you're stalking a rat- No, a sleeping baby- No! That's even worse! That is multiple levels of wrong! Oh, what is wrong with me today?! I can't feel my legs and- Yup, you're blacking out again.

Jaune: (Catches Ruby as she falls on him) Oh... geez...

[justhere4thevibez]

I have a drabble request (and if it’s not your cup of tea that’s totally fine) could you write something where Max and Erica both roast Eddie about his obvious crush on Chrissy? I love how you write the Max/Eddie dynamic and I’d love to see Erica too!

Erica is a very intimidating character to me 😅 she has such a distinctive voice, I'm always afraid I won't be able to capture it. Same with Argyle, which is why they both rarely if ever appear in my fics. But here's my attempt ,just for you, nonny! (gosh, these are getting wayyy longer than drabbles. oh well)

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Usually, the drama room was a sanctuary for Eddie. A safe haven from the swirling storm of high schoolers just outside its doors. A quiet corner where he could ditch his classes and remain blissfully alone.

Usually.

Today, his peaceful refuge was rudely disturbed by not one, but two nuisances.

 “Lying isn’t going to get us to back off,” Max said with a roll of her eyes. “You know that, right?”

“I’m not—” he cleared his throat to get rid of his voice crack. “I’m not lying.”

“Yes, you are,” Erica said, folding her arms. “Straight through your teeth. You like Chrissy Cunningham, and you’re too chicken to do anything about it.”

“Fuck off,” he said, rubbing his forehead. These idiots were giving him a headache. “If you want to play matchmaker, go bother somebody else.”

“We’re not playing matchmaker,” Max said, idly rolling her skateboard across the floor. “We just think you should stop being so pathetic and ask her out.”

“I am not asking out the fucking Queen of Hawkins High,” Eddie hissed, giving them a glare that would’ve shaken most of his sheep.

Unfortunately, it had absolutely zero effect on these two.

“But she broke up with her boyfriend,” Max said emphatically.

“And she doesn’t have a date for prom,” Erica added smugly. “We heard it in the bathroom.”

“We?” Eddie shot her a frustrated look. “You don’t even go here, little Sinclair. How the hell did you hear anything from the high school girls’ bathroom?”

“I’m on a field trip,” she said with a raise of her eyebrow.

“And we also know,” Max cut in smoothly. “That she looks at you almost as much as you look at her. So there.”

“That doesn’t prove anything,” Eddie said, forcefully squashing down that small feeling of hope rising in his chest.

“You’re not denying you like her anymore.” Max smirked. “That sure as hell proves something.”

“Out!” Eddie pointed forcefully toward the door. “Both of you. Now.”

Erica leveled him with a glare. “Not until you promise to talk to Chrissy.”

“No.” He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “I can’t.”

Ask out Chrissy Cunningham? The most perfect, wonderful girl in the world? The girl who couldn’t possibly know he even existed? Not a fucking chance.

“Are you really going to finally graduate Hawkins High without even trying to go to prom?” Max asked. “Come on. Stick it to the man, or whatever you say that gets you out of bed in the morning.”

“Fuck you.”

“Right back at you.” Max glared at him until he backed down. “You just have to talk to her, jeez. Is that so hard?”

“It’s just—not that simple,” he said, his hands hanging limp at his sides. “She’s everything. And I’m nothing.”

“You’re only nothing if you don’t try, loser,” Erica said, putting her hands on her hips. “Now get. Off. Your. Ass.”

Why did they have to make so much goddamn sense (and be so fucking annoying while they did so)? What was the point of being the school rebel if he wasn’t willing to take a risk? Just this once.

“You know what? Fine.” Eddie marched toward the drama room door. “I’ll ask her. And you two, get the fuck off my back.”

They gave him their solemn oaths of honor, which he didn’t believe for a moment. Then he marched off into battle.

Send a prayer for the lowly freak, Eddie thought to himself as he passed a prop cross. He’s going to need it.

Max and Erica grinned at each other once the door swung shut behind him.

“Ten bucks says he runs away before he gets a full sentence out,” Erica said as she headed for the door.

Max hopped on her skateboard with a grin. “Twenty says I can trip him before he makes it five feet.”

“You’re on.”

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P.S. any other requests will be answered tomorrow (ish)!

[ddlcpoly]

MC and Monika walk into the clubroom, I look down at my desk, I sneak a glance towards Yuri, looking up at her, I feel bad when I see her, but if I ever want to talk to her normally again I have to do this. I think back to that night, that day was fun and I felt free that day to be honest, as free as I had felt in a long time, that’s probably why I did something so stupid. All of my clubmates are hot, ok, I said it! Not only that but they’re all so nice and caring and good to me. I think I’m in love with all of them, I don’t know, at least I think I find them all attractive and I want them to be with me for the rest of my time. So a few months back I was hanging out with Yuri when we just kinda leaned on each other and it lead to us kissing, so we started dating from there, but i always knew that I didn’t ONLY love her, but I kept myself quiet, I have a beauty Big Tiddy Goth GF and amazing friends, why risk it all for something so greedy?

But in the festival, me and MC kinda got lost and I sprained my ankle, after I stepped on a crack some idiot hadn’t filled out that day, so he carried me to a bench nearby, from there he started helping out my ankle, I jokingly told him “You kinda look like a servant washing my royal feet. Fitting for someone like you.” and he quickly replied “If it was you I wouldn’t mind that.” I think it was something that he just said without thought, cuz he then quickly shut himself up, I start blushing “Dummy, don’t say that kinda stuff to me” I bonked his head with my fist “Uh, yeah, sorry. I didn’t mean it.” “What do you mean ‘you didn’t mean it’” and blurted out by accident “Uh, I, um, I mean.” “Uh, oh, um. Dude you’re just embarrassing yourself.”

I don’t know why I did that, I just hated the situation we were in and so I just instinctively started insulting him, but then he stood up, it looked like he had tears in his eyes “What do you want for me?!” he yelped pathetically “I want you to stop making me fall further for you!” I blurted that out as, well and then I quickly shut my trap. He seemed at a lost for words for the few seconds I saw his face, as I quickly hid mine. I faintly heard him say “I feel the same.” I turned up towards him, confused and disgusted, to be frank, “YOU PERVERT!” I yelled out at him, then I quickly sucker punched his cheek and ran away.

The group eventually found me. They found MC first sitting on the bench that I left him at and he told them where I went, eventually catching up to me. I didn’t speak to him about it and since that night I couldn’t really face anyone at the club.

I did some reflecting and I think that when I called MC a perv I was also calling myself one, we’re both the same, two losers with loving girlfriends that fucked up by falling in love with other people. I don’t think I can ever forgive myself.

I feel a hand placed on top of mine, then I realize that a tear was rolling down my cheek, I see whose hand it is, Sayori looks at me with an empathetic smile. She was the one who called everyone here, so explained to me that Md told her that we basically confessed to each other the morning after the festival… Who am I kidding? We LITERALLY confessed to each other. I feel kinda shit right now, the girl who I hurt by being a greedy little asshole is here holding my hand with her delicate fingers. How could I deserve being friends with her, let alone think that she might like me? I feel dirty, disgusting.

“Hey, it’s alright.” Sayori calmly states. “But it’s not!” I yell out, MC and Monika stop in their tracks and Yuri sadly looks at me as Sayori keeps that smile to try and comfort me. “I did something shitty and I was lying to Yuri all throughout our relationship.” I feel my eyes start to well up. “I don’t deserve anything!” “NATSUKI!” I hear Yuri yell out my name “P-please don’t say that. It’s true that you made a mistake that night, but I also did something that betrayed your trust and I am truly sorry, but I still love you and I like to believe that I know more than anyone else that you are someone not only worthy of love, but someone who I desire to love for ages to come.” I stop crying for a bit, I’m about to retort her, but she starts talking first “Even so, I am aware of both my feelings and yours, that we don’t only desire to love each other.” my eyes widen “Wh-what are you saying? Wait. Are you implying that?” she starts blushing like a tomato, hiding her face in her hair.

“That’s why I want all of us to come here. I think we should all talk about what we all feel, no lies, no half-truths, no judgment and no guilt. We can’t keep hiding these feelings from each other and keep them causing us pain.”

Monika and MC sit down, “I agree.” Monika pipes up “Whenever you’re ready Vice-President.” Sayori takes a deep breath.

2/4

[heexfae]

anxious hee ✦˚⊹

heeseung x f reader

(one shot)

now playlist : seasons - wave to earth

you arrive home from work after a long day, standing in front of the door of your apartment jabbling with your keys in attempt to find the appropriate key to open the door. as you find your key, you open the door to find heeseung laying on the coach staring at the ceiling.

as you observe the situation, the nintendo switch lying on the table, your boyfriend in sweatpants and messy hair, and a half eaten ramen cup on the coffee table, it’s easy to assume you both had a rough day.

heeseung lies up at the opening of the door and you knocking off your shoes “hi baby” he says as he groans while getting up and looking around. “someone’s tired” you say walking over after setting down ur bags with a small smile. “is it that noticeable” heeseung says as he plops back down on his back so you can comfortably lay on top of him. as you lay on his chest staring up at him you know him well enough that it’s more than just being tired, “hee, what’s going on?” you say turning over so your both laying side to side. “i don’t know, i just feel like i’m not doing enough, i know i’m doing my best but i always feel like i’m missing something or someone’s always a step ahead of me.” he says fidgeting with your fingers still staring at the ceiling. you sit and listen to his rant and it pains you to hear him feel so anxious about his progress.

“hee you know that you don’t always have to be so harsh on yourself, everyone moves at different paces and your doing so well. i am proud of you no matter what and so is everyone else. i see you working so hard everyday and i promise it doesn’t go unnoticed. i hate to see you feeling like this” you say while also staring at the ceiling, hand intertwined with his.

“i’m so proud of you hee”

“your promise?” he asks

“100%” you say

you hear a small giggle from the boy next to you as he turns around and hides his face in the crook of your neck hugging your side laughing, “god what would i do without you, everything i do is for you”

“you’d prob be dead without me-“ you say getting cut off by him kissing your whole face and tickling you as you try ur hardest to push him off you jokingly.

“your such a loser” you say laughing as u finally get him off you and back to normal trying to catch your breathe, “yeah your loser” he says, “i love my loser bf”.

[lemonhemlock]

I just discovered your account and am so glad you also like Aegon. The reason why I like him it's not him behaving terribly, but "I try so hard but it's never enough for you and father". I mean, I am probably the only one who before the show aired watched Domina and was TGC fan and haven't heard about Ewan Mitchell. I am aware I am in minority there, but I prefer Aegon over Aemond just because of this 1 line. This line did such things to me, like I am also the firstborn child, all expectations lying on my shoulders all my life, whatever I do I am accused of not trying hard enough (in my parents' opinion) even though I have always had more successes in school, at university and now at work than my 2 younger siblings but you know, they can do something with 0 effort and they are great even though they do things without any sort of commitment, just to get job done and parents are like yes, they are so brilliant. And the whole thing with bullied and maimed Aemond, who then became great with sword and studied a lot while having Alicent's love and Criston support all the time and then you have Aegon who hasn't even 1 parent supporting him. Like both Rhaenyra and Aemond have 1 parent who has their back and Aegon has no one. To me Aegon (excluding rape and fighting pits) who drinks a lot is far more relatable than Aemond would ever be. Like, how many children felt they are not enough for their parents? I have met lots of people who are like Aegon: they have 1 parent who is neglectful, emotionally unavailable and often even physically absent and 2 parent who puts lots of pressure on child.

Another thing that I hate is saying Aemond is far better than Aegon because he doesn't visit brothels, doesn't have bastards and who isn't sulking loser. While Aegon has the strongest bond with dragon than Aemond, participated in battle against Meleys until he nearly burned to death and then managed to heal enough to hide somewhere and then kill Rhaenyra. What Aemond did? Okay, he helped Aegon with Meleys, but he joined at the end of fight where Meleys was tired and somehow weaker because of fighting Sunfyre so it wasn't hard for Vhagar to kill her and then he took army to trap and instead of returning to KL with Cole he chose to stay at Riverlands and burned them with such success that he didn't get rid of Blacks army and after he burned it basically whole army was in tact. Aemond is basically the reason they lost because he couldn't wait for Daeron to return from Old Town and left KL undefended and still people say he is so great, better material than Aegon at everything. Like Aegon and Sunfyre fought against much older and stronger dragon Meleys and the most experienced dragonrider out there Rhaenys, he was nearly burned to death so he will suffer much more than Aemond did after losing his eye because it was stated steel from Aegon's armour basically melted into his skin so it's hell more painful than just losing an eye (not to mention how much of pain it takes to have even small part of your body burned by fire and Aegon was basically burned from head to toe so burned skin from all his body parts caused him lots of suffering) and then he has a fight with Beala and Moondancer (if I remember correctly) and to save himself he has to jump out of seddle and as result he breaks both of his legs and then he returns to KL and is informed his sons and brothers and almost all allies apart from Tyland Lannister and of course Alicent and his only daughter died and then you tell me Aemond story is better/more amazing/more tragic just because he doesn't visit brothels and doesn't rape women? It's such a shame they didn't portray Aemond as one who wanted to kill Luke. What will they do with Riverlands? Make Aemond say no Vhagar no again because they like him so much? I just don't like when people point out at Aegon, say he is undeserving of love and no wonder Alicent is this way to him. No one says Alicent is not great parent. She does the same thing as Viserys - shows favouritism towards Aemond (and in future most likely to Daeron), cares about Helaena and treats Aegon as the worst thing that happened to her after she married Viserys. I will root for TGC and his portrayal of Aegon and I love how he is committed to his role even though no one beside him is.

Another old ask, so not sure if anon is still hanging around here, because I suspect my version of Aegon is a little edgier; that's if they had the chance to parse through my blog and discover that for themselves. 😅

That being said, I'm glad to see Aegon resonates with more people out there. He really could have a lot of potential to become a compelling and relatable character. The first child overwhelmed by his parents' huge expectations placed on his shoulders, who turns to substance abuse and hedonism later in life as a tool to drown out his intrusive thoughts and feelings of being inadequate and a disappointment? Kings of Westeros - they're just like you and me!

My penultimate post and the hotd critical [aegon] tag probably cover a lot of points raised in this message. However, I think anon is being a little too critical of Alicent and a little too indulgent with Aegon, coloured by their own personal experiences. Alicent and Aegon do not inhabit our world; young people today have a much wider palette of choices when it comes to their career and how they want to live their lives; social mobility is a lot better in late stage capitalism (with all its flaws) than it was within a system based on vassalage and manorialism. Alicent is harsh with Aegon not for shits and giggles or because she wants bragging rights for having a "successful" son; their lives literally depend on this and Aegon is decidedly not taking anything seriously. Alicent can't turn to Aemond or Daeron to fulfill this duty, because that's literally not how the law and succession works.

And the whole thing with bullied and maimed Aemond, who then became great with sword and studied a lot while having Alicent's love and Criston support all the time and then you have Aegon who hasn't even 1 parent supporting him. Like both Rhaenyra and Aemond have 1 parent who has their back and Aegon has no one.

Aegon would have Alicent and Criston supporting him if he put in a modicum of effort, but I don't think he even shows up to sword training because he is too hungover, not to mention studying anything.

Aemond burning the Riverlands is a wider problem with the Dance and is honestly authorial fault. Burning the Riverlands should have been an effective tactic, yet they don't seem to have any supply or transit issues and they manage to conscript a second army later on (out of what? dead peasants?). I think we can all agree that is faintly ridiculous and not something to be pinned on Aemond, a character George devised just so he could have a foil to this fave Daemon. Aemond needs to be in the Riverlands because that's where Daemon is and George really wants his Attack on Titan battle scene.

Moreover, neither the military battles or the division of allies can be explained by resorting to logic. I'm wary to see this as character fault as much as it is a worldbuilding problem.

[littleperilstories]

I am SOBBING I literally said "Let's do this, I will send this ask without getting distracted seven times" and then my browser crashed 😭😭

Hatch-fucking-ett: 💭 - How is their mental health? Do they struggle with guilt or shame?

Colette: ❗- What are the highest priorities to this oc (at a point in their life of your choosing)?

Jamie: ⚔️ - How does this oc handle conflict?

Bree: 🔅 - How does this oc deal with physical pain? (😇)

Will: ✨ - Tell something that makes this oc feel happy!

Thank you for the ask! From this ask game.

I'm adding a Read More because it's kinda long. Warnings for implied physical abuse, lady whump, some knife stuff.

Hatch-fucking-ett: 💭 - How is their mental health? Do they struggle with guilt or shame?

OOF, good question. I would not say his mental health is good, but I'm sure he believes it's fine.

Guilt: There's a faint voice in his head that tells him when he's being cruel—something akin to guilt, I guess—but he routinely ignores it. Because he's a horrible person.

Shame: Feelings of shame are tied to external events, not necessarily to the personal shortcomings we see as readers. Like, he's ashamed/embarrassed that "his woman" bailed on him, because that's a humiliating thing to happen, but he isn't ashamed of driving her away. It's her fault.

He gets anxious, but it's entirely linked to the above point and to feeling like he's losing control/power over the situation he's in. When prisoners, etc. are defiant, when they disobey...it's easy to set him off. He can hold it together sometimes, but if there's strong feelings associated with a person or event and someone is pissing him off...watch out.

Colette: ❗- What are the highest priorities to this oc (at a point in their life of your choosing)?

At this stage of the narrative, Will is "missing" (they know he's in jail and that's about it) and Jamie is falling apart. Colette's major priorities are:

keep Jamie going (with Geoff's help of course)

try to minimize any more fallout/arrests from the constabulary's recent good luck in catching IA members

keep what funds/stolen goods they have flowing to the citizens who need it

help Will. Poor Will is at the bottom of the list, but from their perspective, he's already lost. 😭

Jamie: ⚔️ - How does this oc handle conflict?

Again, depends. He's usually quite calm (which was always extra annoying to his louder, more vocal, more boisterous brother), and he can use that mask of passive-aggressiveness to really irritate whomever he's arguing with. He does try his damnedest to avoid conflict, though. But life doesn't always allow that. 😥

Bree: 🔅 - How does this oc deal with physical pain? (😇)

Poor darling Bree! She hates pain, has had too much experience with it in childhood. So she'll try really freakin hard to avoid it in the first place, and she's not above lying or making a promise she fully intends to break to escape it. Sometimes, though, it can't be avoided, and then we get some classic quiet weeping.

Have a vision of the future (not yet revived, place your bets now on if these lines stay):

“So pretty,” he says softly, watching her wince, close her eyes against the pain. “What a shame.”

Bree is crying, but she still doesn’t scream or even whimper when he brings the edge of the blade dangerously close to her eye. 

A strangled sort of gasp bleats out from Bree when he seizes her hair again, harder this time, violently, and yanks her head back. Erratic strokes and smudges of bright red glare at me from the pale canvas of her exposed neck.

Will: ✨ - Tell something that makes this oc feel happy!

OMG I'm SO glad Will got a happy question 💕💕💕

playing games, and even more than that, WINNING! (He was such a sore loser when he was a little kid, and though he's grown out of sulking now, he still loves the feeling of victory.)

being outside! He's an outdoor guy, hands-down. He especially loves spring and summer—they bring the sunshine, after all—but he's not picky.

watching the sunrise, BUTTTTTTTT......

that's not something he sees very often because sleeping in late also makes him very happy. 😅

eating a good meal (and, honestly, same)

being with his family / inner circle / those who mean the most to him

being "useful" and helping others. (I know Jamie thinks Will's in it for the sense of adventure, but...let's give the guy some credit here. 💕