#would have been helpful while i'm struggling between work but what can ya do

[rusty-courage]

How do you use copyrighted music on youtube like bang? Or where do you get them?

Anyone can use copyrighted music on youtube, you just can't monetize the video. So Bang couldn't be monetized </3

[wosostories]

Workload (Gotham FC x Teen!Reader)

Gotham x Teen!Reader

Summary: 16 year old reader has signed with Gotham FC and is struggling to find balance between school and sport with finals and the NWSL Championship both quickly approaching.

You sigh as you close your laptop for the night, you mean morning. It was just after 2:00 when you finished your history essay, calc assignment, and studying for your chemistry test the next day. Plus on top of that, starting to find all of your materials for your upcoming exams. 

It’s not even that you were pushing it all off to the last minute. It’s just the course work that you get every night is impossible to get done that night on top of the training you have with Gotham FC and your ADHD. 

You would put off doing your school work to get more sleep if you could, but your school has told you multiple times that they would revoke your work permit if you didn’t keep your grades up and get all of your assignments in on time. 

You sigh again and finally head to bed to hopefully get a couple hours before morning lift. Your alarm goes off two and a half hours later and you drag yourself out of bed. It takes you half an hour to get ready and have your things together before Lynn picks you up for training. 

When you get in the car Kristi and Lynn are already pumped up and jamming to Lynn’s playlist. You let them continue on as you tuck yourself in the back seat and try not to fall back asleep. 

“You ok kid?” Lynn asks you turing the music down. “You look a little tired.”

“Ya, just didn’t get very much sleep last night. Had a lot of homework to get done after practice.” 

“You’ve been saying that a lot recently,” Krisite pipes in, “You sure you’re getting enough rest.”

“Ya it’s just that time of year. We're coming up on exams and the NWSL Championship.” 

“You can talk to coach. I'm sure he’d understand if you needed to miss a few practices.” They tried convincing you. 

“No, it's fine. Nothing I haven’t handled before.” You all arrive at the training facility just in time to get into the lifting room. 

“Alright let's get started.” They start with stretching and then pair up to go through their specialized lifting workout for the day. You end up with Jenna Nightswonger due to your similar workout needs. 

“Are you ok Y/N. You’ve been yawning for the last 30 minutes. Which has been the entire time we’ve been here.” 

“I’m fine. Just up a little later than I probably should have been getting my homework done.”

“If you’re sure.”

They finish the lift session another 30 minutes later and you leave the rest of your team to get to school on time. You are able to make your way through the day with a quick nap during lunch and eating while working on your revions during study hall. And as soon as the bell lets you out you are back on your way to the training facility for afternoon practice. 

Your movements are slow and sluggish throughout practice as you try to keep up with the quick movements of your teammates. During all of your breaks you have an assignment out and are slowly making your way through them. 

“Hey Y/N, come here for a second.” Ali calls you over with about 45 minutes left of practice. 

“Ya hold on just one sec.” You call back as you finish up the last math problem on the worksheet. As soon as you are done you jog over to the older player. “Ya what’s up?” 

“We're all just a little worried about you. You seem a little out of it today.”

“I’m fine,” you sigh out a little frustrated. “Will everyone stop asking me that?”

“Hey now, there’s no need for that. We're just trying to help.” You sigh again. 

“I know. It’s all just a lot. I think that it might be getting to me a little.”

“That’s ok. When's the last time you got a full night of sleep?” You look down knowing that you will answer if you look at her. “Alright grab your stuff.”

“W-what?”

“Grab your things, I’m going to take you home. Then you’re going to finish anything due tomorrow then go to sleep. And you aren’t going to be coming to practice tomorrow.”

“But the championships are…”

“Not starting until next week. There is still plenty of time. But if you get hurt then it won't matter.” 

You sigh. Ali leads you over to your things and you start packing them up as Ali goes to talk to coach. She comes back over with the ok from coach. “And he said if you show up to practice at any point tomorrow he will bench you for the first game of the tournament.”

You nod, “I won’t come tomorrow. I’ll get my work done and get a good night’s rest.” 

“Good and next time it gets too much, just let us know. You’re still just a kid. It’s our job to help you so let us.”

“I will.”

“Good.”

[irkimatsu]

requesting a little husk giving sweet tender aftercare after wrecking your shit in his bestial form, as a treat <33 - love con (+ jeronimo lol)

Con! Jer! <3 Is this a treat for you guys, or for me?! Either way, I think we'll both enjoy feasting on this one!

Set with Overlord Husk because it's my blog and I do what I want. GN!Reader has just been fucked out by Husk in his bestial form, and then he helps wash them off. Lots of cuddling and nuzzling and compliments and god it's so sweet my teeth hurt. But I'm still calling 18+ because this sweetness is obviously taking place right after rough sex.

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By the time he’s done with you, you can barely breathe. You’re left sprawled out on your stomach on his giant bed, over his luxurious silk sheets, as you try to remember how to move your limbs… or find a reason why you should move from this spot in the first place.

Overlord Husk still looms over you, his hot breath hitting your skin. His large paws rest on either side of your head, his right paw tightened around the golden chain affixed to the jeweled collar around your neck. You admire the long claws at the tips, thinking about how they dug into your hips earlier… no way could he do that now. They were so much smaller before he transformed; he’d rip you to pieces at this size.

“You okay, doll?” asks a rough, gravelly voice that’s still struggling for breath.

“Mmm…” You’re not sure yourself if that’s a yes or a no. You’re too exhausted to think. All you want to do is sink into sleep in these soft sheets, never moving again…

A light moan escapes your mouth as a large, rough tongue starts lapping at your shoulder blades, slowly working its way down your spine. When your relationship first started, it took you a while to get used to the barbs on his tongue (among other places), but now the gesture only feels comforting. You know he doesn’t mean to hurt you; you know he couldn’t even imagine it. It’s what allows you to let his abrasive tongue drag its way across your skin, without ever wondering what would happen if he licked too roughly.

He wouldn’t do anything too roughly with you, so it wasn’t worth thinking about.

“Can ya turn over?” he asks. All you can do is groan again; moving on your own is definitely not happening for a while. Thankfully, you have him to help. Moving carefully so as to not injure you with his claws, he turns you over using the paw that isn’t still holding your chain. He takes a moment to look you over, remaining still and silent. His face is so much more animalistic than normal now, with a more pronounced snout and two long, prominent fangs.

You use what little energy you have to lift your arm and cup his muzzle. He nuzzles into your palm in response.

After you let your arm collapse back onto the bed, he resumes grooming you. He starts under your chest, avoiding the most sensitive areas, and laps his way down your stomach.

As his head moves downward, you can’t help but think of where he was not too long ago, holding your legs wide open in his paws as his huge tongue lapped so lovingly between them…

“Fuck…” you whisper to yourself as you remember how much he made you shudder.

You feel him slowly shrinking above you, his presence becoming much less looming but still no less comforting. Now that he’s back to regular size, his tongue has much better control over where it grooms you. He licks his way back up your body, still moving carefully over your chest so he doesn’t overstimulate you. He soon reaches the side of your neck and focuses his attention there, purring and nuzzling against your collar.

“You did so good, baby…” he says, and your heart swells at the praise.

“So did you, sir…” You wrap your arms around him and hug him tight as he laughs.

“Sir… still sounds as good as the first time,” he says. “So, everything was okay? I wasn’t too rough?”

“You were perfect,” you assure him as you lightly scratch his neck. You’ve always heard warnings about making deals with Overlords, especially a greedy, demanding beast like the Gambling Demon…

But as he lays over you like this, you can’t imagine any other role in this world than that of his loyal pet. He always takes such good care of you in exchange for your loyalty, after all.

“What would make you comfortable now?” he asks.

It takes you a moment to decide. “Mmm… a bath? I could use a cooldown…”

“Of course.” You hate that he has to get off of you for even an instant, but soon after he stands, he effortlessly scoops you into his arms, supporting under your back and knees and pulling you close to his still-pounding chest. Before he moves again, he can’t help but lick your cheek, purring again as he does so. The chain around your neck dissolves as he carries you into his master bathroom and gently sets you on the bench of his large tub. He turns on the tap, but doesn’t close the drain. He fiddles with the knobs as he holds a single finger underneath the running water, frowning and grumbling about the water on his fur, but he eventually finds the right temperature. He shakes his finger dry as best as he can, then retrieves a cloth from a nearby shelf and runs it beneath the water.

You love soaking in this large tub by yourself, filled with hot water and the various calming scents Husk keeps the bathroom stocked with, but you also know that’s a luxury Husk could stand to live without. Still, his idea of bathing with you is just as relaxing in its own way.

After the cloth is properly soaked, he turns off the tap. He then dabs a bit of honey-scented oil onto the cloth, then takes his spot next to you on the bench. The cloth is cool against your skin as he massages your neck with it; not the usual temperature you prefer for a bath, but after the exertion you just went through, your heated skin could use it.

“Lean against me,” he says, and you follow the command without even thinking. He holds you in one arm as he continues wiping you down with the cloth, knowing by now exactly where you like to be rubbed, with which patterns and pressure. You snuggle against his shoulder and sigh at the cloth gently rubbing up and down your spine, lulling you halfway into sleep. His gentle kisses to the top of your head only relax you further.

“God, you’re beautiful…” he murmurs as he wipes your hip, trying his hardest not to tickle you too much. “I love having such a beautiful treasure…” He pushes up on your shoulder slightly to make you sit up, then starts massaging your chest, showing it much more tender care than he had earlier.

You only hiss a little as the cloth runs over a fresh bite mark, one of the many reminders on your body that the Gambling Demon has decided you belong to only him.

“Sir…” you whisper.

“It’s Husk now,” he reminds you, gently running a paw down your cheek. “When we’re like this, it’s Husk.”

“Husk…” you repeat.

Perhaps as a reward, he kisses your lips as he continues cleaning you off. His kisses are so much less hungry now, but he can still show so much passion with such a gentle touch of his lips against yours.

“Feeling better?” he asks after the kiss. He’s gazing at you with deep compassion and concern, an expression you never could have imagined from him when you first met him at his casino all those months ago.

You wonder how many others have seen him with that expression, and you can’t help but enjoy the idea that you’re one of the lucky few.

“Much better,” you say before returning to cuddling him and nuzzling under his chin. He holds you tightly for a brief minute or two, silently rocking you and enjoying your presence.

It’s so cold when he lets you go and steps away for a moment, but he soon returns with a plush, wine-red robe. He helps you into the robe and ties the sash shut, and after one more kiss, he picks you up again. You wrap your arms around his neck as he carries you back to bed, in no hurry for him to put you back down. You’re once again forced to lose his touch as he lays you down on his mattress, but he’s quick to join your side. Once he’s laying on his back, he grabs your sides and pulls you on top of him.

“Let me know when you’re settled in,” he says.

You rest your head on his chest, your senses basking in his soft fur and warm skin, his steadily beating heart and the faint traces of that day’s cologne. “Okay… settled.”

He doesn’t pull the blanket up over you. He doesn’t need to. His arms and wings wrapped firmly enough around you to keep you warm and protected as you sleep.

“I love you, my jewel…”

[lucidlivi]

Chosen For Pleasure (XIV)

Series Masterlist/Warnings

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I hid a quote in here from one of my favorite tv shows, besides supernatural of course... see if you can catch it! If you can, let's be best friends!

gun violence and mental illness talk at the end of this chapter, please read with caution if it is triggering to you in any way.... if you are struggling with mental health, please reach out! I love you and I'm happy you're here!

"is this really necessary?" I asked Jensen, my eyes befalling the large man in a suit standing next to him.

"yes, until they catch Riley, I'm not risking your safety... besides Mark's a professional, he knows how to be discreet, you won't even know he's around." Jensen said kissing my cheek.

I highly doubt that.

A big burley security man following my every movement.... yeah they'll never see him coming.

I sighed deeply, knowing I'd never be able to talk Jensen out of it.

I stood on my tippy toes connecting his lips with mine. It was a short brief kiss, but it was all I needed to get my heart racing.

"I should go, don't want to be late for my first day as Chief Editor." I said leaning in to Jensen's warm embrace.

"I'll pick you up after work, we have some things to discuss."

"things to discuss, what sort of things?"

"you never answered my question." Jensen smirks knowingly before departing.

It's been a hectic few days, my mind has been on overload. I'm lucky I even remembered to put pants on today. Of course I haven't been able to think about Jensen's proposition of moving in with him yet. I definitely needed to talk to Stella first.

"Mark." I said nodding my head at the tall man.

Mark starts to follow me in to the building quietly.

"who's the big dude?" Stella says as soon as we get inside.

I let out a sigh, so much for being discreet.

I roll my eyes as my coworkers glance at Mark, who's right on my tail.

"Mark.." I answer shrugging my shoulders.

I walked past everyone, going to my new office. I was surprised to see it was completely different than the last time I had been in here.

"I uh redecorated, I thought it would help ya know, so you didn't think about it." Stella said from the doorway.

I looked around the spacious office, every trace of Gray had been erased.

"I love you Stell." I said, a tear in my eye.

I engulfed my best friend in a hug. We stood in each other’s embrace, smiling.

"Sooo do I have to call you Ms. (L/N) now?"

"Oh god please don’t!" I laughed.

I took a deep breath, a comfortable silence fell between us.

"this is crazy right, I mean your life has done a complete three sixty."

I let Stella's words sink in, she was completely right. A few months ago if you'd told me this would be my life, I would've laughed in your face.

"it totally has... sometimes I don't even know how to keep up." I admitted glancing at Mark who stood outside my office like a soldier.

"okay what's up with Mark?" Stella giggled looking at the large man.

"I'm afraid Jensen insists, just until they catch Riley."

"ah yes, the crazy."

"Stella, she's not crazy, she's mentally ill."

I could see Stella noticeably roll her eyes.

"why are you defending her, she literally wants to hurt you (y/n/n)!"

I chewed on my bottom lip nervously as her words sunk in.

I didn't know what Riley's intentions were, but from the damage done to my car, I gathered that we wouldn't be talking over a cup of coffee anytime soon.

"I’m sorry, I know things have been crazy for you, and I just want you to know that I'm here, to listen, to talk, to eat our feelings away with chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream... whatever you need." Stella said giving me a warm smile.

"Jensen asked me to move in with him." I blurted out, the thought weighing heavily on my mind.

"oh my gosh, that's great!" Stella squealed.

"it is?" I question, surprised by her reaction.

"it is if that's what you want?" Stella questions.

I look at the pretty brunette sitting in front of me. I didn't know what I did to deserve her friendship some days.

"I really love him Stella." I whispered.

"then you should do it."

"but I'll miss you.."

"please, you can't get rid of me that easily.."

I engulfed my friend in another hug, squeezing her tightly.

"am I interrupting something?"

I let go of Stella to see David, the owner of the magazine standing in the doorway.

"no, I’m sorry sir." I said smiling.

"just wanted to see how you were settling in, and ask if you made any progress on finding me some new voices?"

I smiled widely at Stella.

"yes sir, in fact this is one right here! Stella is the best journalist we have." I said pushing Stella forward.

Stella nervously smiled at him.

"Stella is it, well why don't we go have a talk then?" David said reaching out a hand for her to shake.

I beamed with pride as I watched them leave the office to settle in the conference room.

I could never repay Stella for how much she does for me, but this was a start.

I heard the office phone start to ring, snapping me out of my daze.

"Ms. (L/N)" I answered.

I heard Jensen chuckle on the other end.

"Ms. (L/N), sounds incredibly sexy when you say it." Jensen purred.

"oh please, I thought I was going to come undone, the first day you said my name." I shot back.

"I was just calling to see how your first day as chief editor is going?"

I felt the smile grace my face.

"good actually, it's kind of making me nervous.." I said picking my nails.

"why is it making you nervous?"

"have you ever heard the term regression to the mean?"

"no.." Jensen said sounding confused.

“It means that life can’t ever be all bad or all good. You know, eventually, things have to come back to the middle.”

"I'm not understanding baby."

"I mean that everything's been okay lately, you know, we're okay, the jobs okay, Stella and I are okay.. the middle."

"so you mean things are about to get really good.." Jensen started

"or really bad." I finished cutting him off.

"sweetheart I think this whole Riley thing has you worked up, everything will be fine, okay, nothing is going to happen." Jensen reassured.

He was probably right. I mean this whole Riley situation did have me pretty worked up.

I just felt it was something more though, like there was something looming over us and I just couldn't figure out what it was.

It could've been my conversation with Elle too. I couldn't get her words out of my head... I just want to know who my competition is.

What did that even mean?

Was she going to try to steal Jensen away from me?

I guess it would be steal Jensen back, considering she had him first.

I didn't realize how quiet I was until I heard Jensen's smooth voice through the speaker.

"baby talk to me, what's going through your mind?"

"I think you're right, I'm just a little overwhelmed, I guess Mark wasn't such a bad thing." I said staring at the man who hasn't moved from the entrance of my office.

"see I told you..." Jensen said in a teasing tone.

"I don't have to take him everywhere do I? He's not coming home with me!"

I heard Jensen's hearty laugh boom through the speaker.

"he's definitely NOT going home with you.. he's just for when I can't be with you to protect you."

"my hero.." I swooned.

Jensen laughed again.

"I miss you already." I whispered.

"oh god I sound so needy." I added quickly.

"I miss you too.."

"so I uh talked to Stella about your proposition." I said biting my thumb nail.

"oh yeah? and how did that go?"

"good.." I answered being vague in my answer purposely.

"and do you have an answer for me?"

"yeah..." I whispered not being able to fight the smile on my face.

"well get on with it then, c'mon woman you're killing me here." Jensen whined.

"I mean, I'll have to get some things from the apartment." I said.

"so that's a yes?"

"yes Jensen, I'll move in with you."

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"Are you going home? I'm going to grab some things and stay at Jensen's tonight." I told Stella as we gathered our things, the end of our day approaching.

"No, Matt's taking me out to dinner to celebrate my new promotion, thanks for that by the way! I can't believe I'm the new lead journalist!" Stella squealed making me smile.

"I didn't do anything, that was all you."

"Still, I couldn't have gotten it without you putting in a word to David for me."

"It's the least I could do, you do so much for me."

Stella wrapped her arms around me squeezing me tightly for the third time this day.

I've been so caught up in all things Jensen that I realized I really missed my friend, and I was so lucky to have her in my corner.

"woah, that's my woman."

Stella let go, throwing a look to Jensen who now stood in the doorway to my office. I didn’t see Mark anymore, Jensen must have dismissed him.

"nice office..." Jensen admired.

"I redecorated, thank you very much." Stella piped up.

"so when I need any redecorating done, I'll know who to call." Jensen smirked.

Stella glanced at her phone quickly before meeting my eyes again.

"I think Matt's here, I'll see you soon.." Stella said squeezing my hand before going over to Jensen.

"Jensen, take care of her... if you don't I'll chop your dick off." Stella threatened.

"Stella!" I exclaimed mortified.

Jensen just laughed in response.

"You have my word Stella, I mean I would kind of like to keep my dick." Jensen said making me roll my eyes at the pair.

"see you tomorrow." Stella said with a final wave.

Jensen smiled at her shaking his head. He came over to me wrapping me in a hug.

“she’s something..” Jensen laughed.

“you have no idea… are you ready to go home?” I asked cocking my eyebrow.

“as long as I’m with you I am home.” Jensen said.

I rolled my eyes at his line.

“that was incredibly cheesy.” I laughed.

“I thought it was romantic… even a little bit?” Jensen pouted.

“okay just a little bit.”

Jensen smiled, leaning down to pull me in for a kiss. I took a shaky breath as he connected our lips. I felt electricity pulsating through my skin as his lips moved on mine.

“I love you.” He said as he pulled away.

“I love you more.” I whispered.

Jensen gave me another quick peck.

“Impossible.”

Jensen grabbed my bag with one hand, grasping mine with other, as he led us out of the office. Cole stood by the car waiting with an open door.

“Ms. (L/N).” Cole nodded as I slid in.

“You really need to give him a break..” I said laughing at Jensen.

“Cole doesn’t need a break, do ya Cole?”

“no Mr. Ackles.”

“Cole you can be honest I know this one’s a lot to deal with.” I said smacking Jensen’s chest playfully.

“between you and me ma’am.” Cole started giving Jensen a smirk.

I laughed at Jensen’s flustered expression.

Cole pulled up to our apartment, quickly getting out so he could open my door. Jensen shuffled out after me. As soon as we stepped out of the car, his phone started ringing. He pulled it out checking the caller ID.

“It’s Jared.”

“you can take it.. I’m just going to grab some toiletries and a couple outfits, I’ll be right back.” I said kissing his cheek.

Jensen offered me a grateful smile as he answered his phone.

I unlocked the door, before grabbing our mail and going inside. I would have to remember to reroute my mail to the new address. I threw the mail on the counter, wanting to pack my things before I went through it.

I grabbed my overnight bag throwing articles of clothing in it before going to our bathroom. I made sure to grab my toothbrush, hairbrush and the other essentials. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror breathing a deep sigh.

I was really doing this.

I threw the rest of my stuff in my bag, zipping it up and walking back in to the kitchen. I set my bag down grabbing the mail to sift through it.

I turned around, feeling my blood run cold.

It was her.

Riley.

I gasped at the sight of her dropping the mail.

I didn’t know how she got in, the door was still locked.

I could see from the look on her face that she was distressed. I was afraid, but I wouldn’t let her see. I needed to remain calm.

“Riley… uh Jensen’s right outside, we could go see him.” I hesitantly said, holding my hands out so she could see I meant her no harm.

I shuddered as she pulled a gun from her pocket.

“I came to see you.”

I shivered, her voice was haunting, like she was in grave pain. I didn’t take my eyes off the gun she held to her side.

“okay..” I breathed.

“Jensen told me what happened Riley, I know you’re in a lot of pain, and I’m so sorry.. Jensen talks about you still, he cares about you.” I said trying to diffuse the situation.

I flinched as a warning shot rang out. I could feel the breath getting caught in my chest as I feared for my life.

“DON’T LIE!” Riley yelled, bringing the gun up so it was now pointed directly at me.

“just tell me what you have that I don’t.” she cried.

“nothing Riley, I’m nothing.” I pleaded.

“but he kisses you, and sleeps in your bed.” Riley said.

I felt the color drain from my face.

“how do you know that?”

“I saw you, I watched you… I know you love him but I do too.” Riley said eerily calm.

I thought back to the night when Jensen slept over. I thought I had seen someone but chalked it up to my imagination playing tricks on me… but now I know it was her watching us.

“Riley why don’t you put the gun down.” I begged trying to maintain my composure.

“you don’t even know him, what he likes, you don’t give him what he wants, he’s just pretending with you and he’ll get tired of pretending!” Riley growled.

Suddenly Jensen burst in the door followed by Cole.

Riley didn’t move the gun from me.

I could see the fear in Jensen’s eyes as he glanced at me.

“Riley..”

Jensen pointed at himself, asking Riley to turn the gun on him. Riley glanced between me and Jensen before turning the gun his way.

“Jensen don’t.” I cried, letting a few tears slip out.

Jensen held his hand out quieting me.

“I know you don’t want to hurt me Riley.” Jensen said, taking a step closer to her.

Riley breathed a heavy sigh as Jensen reached out wrapping his hand around the barrel of the gun. He yanked it out of her hands, switching the safety on, and putting it in his pocket.

“come here.” Jensen said reaching his arms out.

Riley collapsed in his arms crying. Jensen held her stroking her hair.

“Cole get (y/n) out of here, take her back home.” Jensen said.

Cole took a step towards me, but I took a step back.

“I’m not going anywhere.” I said not wanting to leave Jensen alone.

“(y/n) for once just do what I ask!” Jensen snapped.

I felt the tears roll down my cheeks as I grabbed Cole’s hand allowing him to lead me outside to the car. He opened the door gesturing for me to get in.

I dropped his hand stepping away from the car. I gave Cole a look, and started to walk down the street.

“Ms. (L/N) please.”

“stop it Cole.” I growled walking away.

I didn’t know where I was going, I just had to get away. I felt the tears staining my cheeks as I walked.

It was too much.

It was all too much.

for once just do what I ask..

he’s just pretending with you, and he’ll get tired of pretending..

I covered my ears trying to drown out the loud voices that were screaming at me.

I collapsed on the sidewalk, bringing my knees to my chest and sobbing.

this is what I meant.

regression to the mean..

Author Note:

I’m sorry for breaking your hearts again! Part fifteen will reveal a lot, so make sure you stick around to find out! If you liked this part please indicate so with a heart, comment, reblog, or a follow! It really is motivating! I appreciate you all!

xoxoxo

Liv

[angels-fluff]

Matchmaking Request for @mothencoon

About you

(Some of these details are specific to the idea of “what if” you were in the verse. Think about yourself as a demon, what would you be like? When filling this out.) 

Sin: Envy and Greed

Cause of death: Failed robbery

What kind of demon do you think you’d be?: I'd probably be a crow or a fox, more specifically a Bat-eared fox

Personality: A scary and cold looking nonbinary guy that's actually just too scared to talk to anyone lol. Is a bundle of joy after you've known me for a while, always cracking up a joke or doing dumb things for entertainment. Doesn't mean that I'm not serious at times, whenever it's called for I know how to behave and even offer some good yet harsh and truthful advice. Is very caring and protective towards close people. Despite the loud nature, I love calm places and often do my creative activities there such as reading and drawing.

What are your 3 best qualities? (What you like about yourself, personality related, appearance related, etc)

 My eyes, people have told me they are beautiful and some even compare it to the eyes of a doe

 The way I manage to easily adapt to other people or my surroundings

 My open-mindedness, always being open to new ideas and new ways of seeing the world

3 Worst? 

 The fact I'm a little chubby

 I'm slow, often struggling to interacting with some people and understanding them

My refusal to ask for help and going all agressive when denying it, more like stubbornness

Fears?: Being alone and not achieving what I've been working for basically all my life

Hobbies?: I love to do creative activities like reading, drawing and writing.

Should I consider male, female or all characters for your match?: Male characters if you wouldn't mind :) This is my request, sorry if it's long and hope you have a good day! Don't forget to drink water and eat plenty, also don't rush this just take plenty of rests and do it at your own time. Hope you have a wonderful day!! :D

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Okay first before I get into this, I have no idea when you submitted this LOL. I'm so sorry if you've been waiting ages for this, but I appreciate your patience and kindness! I have a glass of water right on my desk as I'm working on this <3

But to make it up to you, at the end I'm going to present a second option for a match to you since I was having a hard time deciding between the two.

Also since I have not done one of these in such a long time and the show has come out since the last time I posted I feel the need to reiterate to anyone reading this. These matchmaking posts are my opinion. If you disagree, that's fine but this is between me and the person who submitted the request. These are all my own interpretations of the characters and by no means am I saying my interpretations fit into canon in any way. They're just for fun!

OKAY, let's get into it!

I ship you with...

Angeldust

Okay let's face it, you're shy and quiet, and in all my headcanons Angeldust is always more patient than most people would expect. Besides "scary and cold looking = HOT AND DANGEROUS" to Angeldust.

When you first met there were the normal Angeldust shenanigans, absolutely unafraid to let you know that he's attracted to you. It's when he realizes that you're shy that really makes his heart absolutely melt. You. Are. Adorable. He's going to take advantage of this fact and see how flustered he can get you.

This spider absolutely loves making all of the "draw me like one of ya french girls~" jokes when you're doing art. But there's just something relaxing about being able to spend time with you and just watch you create something. You bet that he's bragging about your work too.

While your refusal to ask for help drives him up a wall, it's okay because that won't stop him from helping you anyway. It might be a little rocky at the beginning of your relationship and lead to some arguments but once he figures out how to read you, it's all over for you friend. YOU'RE GONNA TAKE HIS HELP AND YOU'RE GONNA LIKE IT.

Also guess whose gonna help you work on your confidence? That's right, this spider. You're hot in his eyes and he's determined to make you own it. "Chubby" Might be a flaw to you but to Angeldust? Who doesn't love a big, handsome, funny nonbinary guy? You are a light in his dark world and his whole heart.

Though he feels tied down with Val, you're the calm in the storm for him. Hearing your laugh and staring into your sweet doe eyes are all he looks forward to every day.

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THE RUNNER UP...

Lucifer Morningstar

I just think your personalities would mesh so well together. Having a sunny disposition despite everything is something Lucifer values highly. Though his own spirit had been broken previously, it will always be something he admires in others. Again, I just see him thinking you're absolutely adorable.

[totesnothere04]

Day to Day Norm Pt.4

Norm x F!Quaritch!Reader

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the fanart, screenshots, or gifs used with my stories.

Warnings: Fluff, jealousy, mentions of naked bodies, Jake being Jake.

A/n: I know it's short, but I'm having some problems with my own psyche and it really doesn't help that one of my favorite characters just died in my favorite TV show. So yeah I'm not gonna be updating for a while. I'm so sorry yall. 😭😭

Pt.3. Pt.5

You were eating dinner by yourself since your Dad had gone to sleep early. You didn't blame him for it, because your lessons had become longer and harder to keep up with. But by the grace of the training you received from your dad you were keeping up. You were definitely doing better than Jake though. You could tell he was still struggling to accept that he had his legs again. You were so caught up thinking you didn't see Norm sit down across from you, until he took your hand in his.

"Hey handsome, what brings ya to these parts?" You ask jokingly and he chuckles.

"Two very important things. Food and you." Norm answers and the two of you eat in silence for a bit until he clears his throat. "Would you be happy if I asked to make this official?" He asked and you smiled at him.

"Of course I would be. I like you alot Norm." You tell him and he blushes and smiles at you.

"Then can we make it official, be my girlfriend?" He asks you and you nod happily.

"Yes!" You lean across the table and kiss him and he returns the romantic gesture.

"Ugh, get a room you two." You Jake say as he comes to a stop at the table with you and Norm.

"Maybe we will once we're done eating." You say suggestively while maintaining eye contact with Norm.

"Eating what, each other's faces?" Jake jokes and you roll your eyes.

"Best meal of the day." You join his teasing.

"Well, I can personally think of something else that would be a better meal." Norm says quietly trying to keep it between the two of you. Norm had been having issues with Jake lately. It was driving you and Grace crazy, because the four of you were supposed to be a team. But instead when the four of you were in the same area Jake would try to talk to Norm, only to be met with either silence or a snarky remark. Jake busted out in laughter after he heard what Norm said.

"Norm, buddy I didn't know you had it in you." Jake said and Norm remained silent as he ate. Dinner continued in awkward silence as the three of you ate. You didn't want to take a chance on a standoff between the two men by saying the wrong thing. If you talked about training with the Omatikaya, Norm would get angry at Jake. If you talked about plans, Jake would be left out because he didn't hang out with everyone often. Once you all finished dinner the three of you made your way back to your bunks.

"Could I stay with you tonight?" Norm asks.

"Oh, you thought I was only joking earlier? You were going to stay the night with me no matter what." You say with a suggestive tone.

"Oh really? What if I want to sleep?" Norm asks you and you smile.

"I'm fine with that, but I do want to shower first." You tell him and he nods.

"I do too. I'll come back after I take one?" He suggests.

"Or... We could shower together." You offer and he smiles.

"Alright. You got an extra towel?" He asks and you nod. The two of you get into your bathroom and you start undressing. You in the shower first and start your routine. Norm joins you after a moment and you step out of the water for him, and an idea strikes you.

"You want some help?" You ask him in a sultry tone and his eyebrows raise. "I'll lather you up with body wash while you wash your hair?"

"Alright." He accepts and starts to wash his hair. You get a handful of body wash in your hand and start spreading it over his chest. He shivers when you touch him and it causes you to smirk. You work your way down his torso and to his thighs. His member is semi-hard as you pass by it to wash his thighs and calves. You had to admit he was well endowed. Maybe not huge but a decent 6 inches and honestly that's all that you needed. You both helped eachother shower and rinse and just genuinely enjoyed being together in the moment.

"Neytiri thinks that once we are close enough we might be able to get you and Grace in the village. Not gonna lie I think she's protective of me." You jest with him and he chuckles.

"She knows I'm not a warrior right?" He asks with a small almost inaudible chuckle.

"Oh she knows, but I think she feels like it's her duty to approve of my 'mate'." You tell him and put quotes around the word mate since that's their norm. You finish rinsing off and Norm shuts off the water and the two of you climb out and dry off. You put your towel back on its hook so it can dry and go out to your room to get dressed. Norm is dressed when he comes out and you take your place against the wall. He lays down infront of you and tucks his face into the nape of your neck as the two of you relax into sleep.

When morning rolls around and you get up and Norm hauls himself off to his room. He's comfortable knowing that Jake is definitely not in there still. You make your way to the cafeteria to eat breakfast with your Dad. You sit down and smile widely at him.

"So I was pleasantly surprised last night!" You say excitedly and your Dad gives you a soft smile. "Norm asked me to be his girlfriend last night and of course, I said yes." You launched yourself into a happy conversation with your Dad about your training and how excited you were about it. He once again feels that shift in his attitude toward this planet and its inhabitants. The people made you happier than he had ever seen you. Back home your mother had alienated you in your own home and you spent most of your time with his Mom. You were so smart and your moral standing was near saintly. He was so torn between continuing his mission or telling them to shove it up their ass and find the damn metal somewhere else. Your conversation was interrupted by Grace approaching the table and your face fell.

"Morning (Y/n)." Grace greeted.

"Oh shit. Am I late?" You ask her with a horrified expression.

"No. I just wanted to go over some things with you before you got in your pod." She says and you nod.

"Oh alright. Sorry Dad, duty calls." You tell him and he nods.

"I understand baby girl. Have a good day." He says and plants a kiss on the crown of your head. You walk with Grace to the link bay and she sits you down at her station in the lab. She starts showing you what she and Norm had been discovering while you and Jake were busy. You had to admit you were astounded by their discoveries. This planet never ceased to amaze you with how amazing and pure it was. Hurried footfalls approach the two of you and you turn to find Max standing there out of breath.

"Oh my gosh. Max are you okay? Did they give you a burrito with extra jalapeños again?" You ask him as you fumble to find his water bottle.

"No. I need to talk to Grace for a moment." Max says and the two walk away from you with enough distance so you can't hear what they're talking about. Grace comes back over to you and taps your foot that's on her seat.

"Go pack your duffle. We're going to site 26 again." Grace says and you smile.

"Really? Norm is gonna freak!" You say excitedly. "Wait what about training for today though?" You ask her.

"I need your help with that. I need you to link long enough to tell Neytiri that we're moving our small team to the mountains. I'll go tell Norm." Grace says and you nod.

"Alright. I'll see you in a little while." You say as you skip away from her to your pod. You get it set up and you get in. When you got up you were ushered off by Neytiri since she wanted to eat first meal with you.

"I'm happy you're finally awake. Now we can discuss the day." She says and you let out a small puff of air.

"About that. Grace is moving me, her, Norm, and Jake off the main base. I think she's getting stir crazy again and wants a bit of adventure." You joke and Neytiri frowns.

"You won't be able to train today?" She asks and you shake your head sadly.

"No. We're going up into the mountains and that alone is a couple of hour's time in the air. We've gotta pack our stuff and prepare the ship." You explain and she sighs.

"Some free time is much appreciated. We have not taken a rest day in weeks." She says and you nod.

"This is the happiest I've been in my entire life. I like being here, but my Dad is back at Hells Gate and I like to devote some of my time to him." You tell her.

"What is your father's name?" She asks as she bites into a piece of meat.

"His name is Miles Quaritch. He's a very good man at heart, but the RDA has his mind torn between his morals and his duty." You tell her and stand up. "I've got to go and prepare. I'll see you tomorrow Neytiri." She waves goodbye and you go and lower yourself into your hammock again. The moment the lid to your pod opens you're greeted by Norms smiling face.

"The mountains!" He says excitedly and you laugh as he pulls you into his arms. "C'mon let's get you packed so we can go. I can't wait to see them in person." He says excitedly and you chuckle as you allow him to drag you with him.

"Somehow I knew you'd be excited to go out there." You joked with him and he continued to smile from ear to ear.

Soon enough you and Norm had rejoined Grace in the lab with your packed clothes. You started helping pack some equipment for Grace and Norm when you saw Jake round the corner.

"Where are we going?" He asked mostly Grace.

"Gettin' outta dodge. Don't want Selfridge and Quaritch micromanaging my program." She tells him and you look up confused by what she just said. However, it also wasn't anything new. Selfridge had always believed that this program should allow easy trust between the Na'vi and the humans. But if anything it just made them distrust you more. They saw it as deceitful and you had explained that to your dad, who saw reason and stopped pressing you. Selfridge though just saw it as an excuse for any shortcomings in the avatar department. Even he didn't have a death wish enough to question you though. You and your dad might work for him, but he doesn't want to be on the receiving end of your dad's wrath. Having a pissed-off 5ft 11in tall marine with enough muscle to strangle a thanator? Not what Selfridge wants. You grab your bags and start taking stuff to the Samson. Norm and Grace linked for a moment just to put their avatars in the chopper, and soon enough your group was off. After an hour of flight, the sky became foggy and you became antsy. The first of the hallelujah mountains came into view and Norm and Jake looked on in awe. You, Trudy, and Grace chuckled at their reactions.

"You should see your faces." She says in humor and soon you land at site 26. You hop out of the Samson and smile at the small shack you'd live in for a while. You went inside and claimed a top bunk knowing Grace had trouble getting up top, and Jake had no choice but to take a bottom bunk. Meanwhile, Trudy had a bunk in a corner for the days she would stay leading up to a supply run and a couple of days after a supply run.

"(Y/n)?" You turn when you hear Grace call your name. "Did you hear anything I just said?" She asked with an amused tone and you shook your head sheepishly.

"No sorry. Just lost in thought I guess." You say and she chuckles.

"I said I'm changing it up a bit. I'm taking the top bunk over Jake." She says and throws her duffle onto the top bunk. You furrow your brows in concern.

"But your knee. Wouldn't it be difficult for you?" You ask her and she chuckles again but louder.

"You think I'm gonna be foolish enough to take the bunk below the newly appointed couple? Yeah, no." She says and walks into the link room. She taps the two closest to the end.

"These are our least glitchy pods, so they're the ones the two of you are going to use." She says to you and Jake and you nod. "Alright let's get the supplies unpacked and set up all the equipment. The two of you have to go back to training tomorrow." She says as she goes to start setting up her equipment and you head off to stock the fridge. Norm appears behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, and you lean back into his chest.

"It's so beautiful up here." He whispers to her and she smiles and nods.

"Yeah it is. I love coming up here. Honestly, if I had it my way I'd stay here. It's so peaceful and I wouldn't have to deal with Wainfleet." You say the last bit with an eye roll.

"Hey (Y/n)!" You turned toward Grace's voice since she seemed annoyed and slightly angry. "Your Dad is calling." She says and points to the screen and you sit down infront of it. You answer the call and your Dad smiles sadly when he sees you.

"Hey honey. I been thinkin' about somethin'." He says and you chortle.

"That's dangerous." You joke but he doesn't respond with full humor. "What's up?" You ask him. He looks around him nervously and you sit up straighter when you realize this is serious.

"Selfridge has been pushin' for us to take the damn tree to get to that Unobtanium deposit. I been thinkin' what if that was us and that was our home? Or what would happen if I refuse an order for the first time in my life?" He says and you look at him confused.

"What are you saying Dad?" You ask him seriously.

"What if... What if I don't want to help him tear these people's lives to pieces?"

Taglist: @belos-simp69, @vivangothic, @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed, @dyingofcookies, @levilovely1, @perseny, @criticalroleobssedperson, @kenzi-woycehoski

[softeninglooks]

hq | atsumu miya with a figure skater s/o

i feel very strongly about boyfriend!atsumu 🥹

since both of you are professional athletes, your lifestyles fit together harmoniously in spite of events and competitions scheduled at different times

you always have a lot of fun working out together because you often challenge each other (nothing big, just small goals to achieve by the end of the training session), which usually ends with the two of you goofing around

the loser will invite the winner for a well-deserved treat or fix them a refreshing drink at home. it also happens that one of you lets the other win win on purpose when they've been winning twice in a row - it's an unspoken rule between you two, a way to take care of each other in turns

you watch vb games and ice skating tournaments together or let them run in the background while you're cleaning around the apartment. by now, you've become more than familiar with all the rules and stars of both volleyball and ice-skating

whenever someone who atsumu already played against is on screen - whether it was during his high school days or on a professional level -, he will boast about it and ask the tv for a rematch, which always has you chuckling as you lean into him. “he can't hear you, tsumu. though i'm sure he'd want to crush you too.”

it goes without saying that you taught atsumu how to ice-skate. he struggled to keep his balance at first, but with your guidance and his athletic skills, he improved greatly in just an hour. by the end of your first time at the rink, atsumu managed to skate without your help and even attempted crossovers. whenever he succeeded in something you taught him, he would call you from across the rink to show off. “did ya see that!” he would proudly smile at you, his eyes shining - sometimes, he reminded you of an overly energetic labrador asking for pats after completing a trick. and of course, you were immensely proud of atsumu, be it when he stood on the court among world-class athletes or on a simple local ice rink. “maybe you should quit volleyball and become my skating partner instead,” you would laugh, taking his hand in yours and gently spinning him around on the ice

in return, atsumu taught you how to play volleyball. nothing makes him happier than seeing you partaking in his passion, so he deeply enjoys setting for you even though those tosses cannot hold a candle to his usual olympic-level performances. still, playing volleyball with you is particularly soothing for him. when you play together, there are no expectations, no eyes set on either of you, no sports commentary ringing in your ears - you can just spend some time together doing something he loves above anything else in the world, and that's the closer atsumu has come to finding a safe haven

you are each other's rock during particularly nerve-wracking competitions. both of you are used to the stress of tournaments, but after months and months of hard work and non-stop training, the pressure inevitably builds up and you may crave comfort to escape the burden of expectations

when it happens to you, atsumu would hold you tightly and murmur words of encouragement in your ear. “yer the best skater i know, do you know that?” “i know, tsumu, thank you. but i'm not sure the rest of the world will feel the same way.” “screw the rest of the world. you're gonna do yer absolute best out there, and they'll all fall for you just like i did.”

when it happens to atsumu, he rants. he will go over the volleyball move he cannot wrap his head around, what he feels he is lacking, how eagerly he wishes to master it. you listen to him with empathy, but the only way to get atsumu to recharge his batteries is to take him out of the apartment and have him eat. you take him to onigiri miya, where osamu and you cheer him up, each in your own way

you attend each other's competitions whenever you can. you encourage each other from the vip stands and run into each other's arms after his matches and your performances “tsumu, you shouldn't hug me this tight, i'm all sweaty!” “i don't care. yer my champion, of course i'm gonna hug ya.”

because you know atsumu so well, you never scream words of support at him since it shatters his concentration. you watch silently instead, the focused expression on your face or the triumphant smile flashing over your lips when his team scores indicating how much you care for him. you will congratulate him abundantly after the match ends anyway

for atsumu, it's a different story. because you don't mind the noise, he is your most vocal support, applauding and yelling frantically whenever you ace a figure. after your performances finish, you spot him on the bench, wearing your sports jacket and his face mask unable to conceal the wide grin which you see sparkling in his eyes

atsumu also constantly brags about you the press, to the point where his interviews sometimes turn into a rundown of your latest achievements. sometimes you even give interviews together, which amounts to non-stop praise for each other

if you fall, atsumu stares at you fixedly, his knuckles turning white from how tightly he is clenching his fists. but you get back up and keep skating as though nothing had happened, an ever professional smile grazing your lips as the next figure comes, and he feels a pang of both sorrow and love to his chest - that's what he admires most about you, how hopeful and determined you are, how you will always get back up no matter what. he keeps quiet then, knowing how hard it is for you, but when you meet backstage he will wrap his arms around you and pull you to his chest. “ye were absolutely amazing out there.” “i still messed up, tsumu. after i trained so hard...” you could not help but beat yourself up, your voice a ghostly whisper of disappointment. “i know,” he would close his eyes and breath out into your hair, holding you even closer. “and it doesn't change anything to me. yer the best skater i know.”

olympic village shenanigans! you always find ways to meet up in between training sessions, which drives iwaizumi mad because atsumu keeps randomly disappearing without notice

atsumu introduced you to his team-mates, so you end up hanging out with them a lot. you love listening to their stories about high school atsumu and how important volleyball was to them even at that level. you laugh along with them and squeeze atsumu's hand under the table, saying you find it endearing, while he's desperately trying to portray his younger self as unbelievably cool

atsumu is a demonstrative and loving partner, as well as a hard-working and conscientious athlete. you love his fiery temper and competitiveness, his obstinacy and unending hunger for volleyball, the way you always push each other forward. you know that no matter what happens, you want to spend the rest of your life by his side

[gensokyogarden]

it's almost new years and you guys have been there for me so much during this year so tonight I do want to make a post trying to recognize a lot of people within the community. My head is pretty fuzzy right now so I fear I'm gonna forget some folks, in which case I'm honestly genuinely very sorry, but know that so many of you have touched my life in a positive way. Since I wasn't fully around on Thanksgiving either, consider this my chance of telling you all that I'm thankful for you too.

Some of you may not see this. Either because you don't follow this blog or you've been offline for a while. But I hope even if you don't see this post you still are able to understand my feelings towards you.

At the moment I would prefer if people don't reblog this. I'm not the most comfortable with my out of character thoughts being spread around. However if you know someone in this but think they won't see it on their own you are welcome to link them to this. Also if you're mentioned in this and you REALLY want to save it, I guess I can't stop you from reblogging.

Ruler: It feels like anytime I'm in a rough spot you always have kind words for me. With how often you're in character I just deeply respect you always breaking it for me. You've helped me to feel safe in the community during a very difficult time. That means the world to me.

Annette-mun: I know we only met a year ago but you have become an incredibly close friend to me. Being honest, I rank you as one of my best friends. I have fun with all of the boardgames we play together as well as the connections we've made between a lot of our muses. I always want to recognize all the work you put in sending me those ask spams. I'm sorry that because of head stuff I haven't been able to answer most of the new set. It makes me feel as if I've failed to respect the effort that you have put in. But I hope some day in the future I can fix that. I'm very glad we're friends.

Vel: You're a really funny friend and I care about you a lot. I feel that sometimes I'm not sensitive enough to things that may bother you and worry I may have upset you at times in the past. If I have, I'm really sorry. You write Kyouko really well and your ocs are also quite fun. Thanks for letting me make Nagi. Sometimes you say things that make me feel you are self-concious about your blog and other things. So I just wanna reiterate that I am in your corner and here for you whenever you need.

Slap: I was shy towards you at first, I'll admit. It may not seem it but I'm kinda a shy person in general and I'm nervous to warm up to people, but I'm glad you joined the Touhou community. You're a really funny guy. I love reading your posts on my dash and now I also love playing the occasional game with ya. Your ability to do voice and to commit to bits is astounding. I'm really glad I met you.

Argo: You're someone who is always there for me. I really appreciate that. I left the Fate community for personal reasons years ago now. I'm very glad that, despite that, I still ended up meeting you. Because you've been such a good friend to me. I'm glad that you've gotten somewhat into Touhou because it gives us more room to interact. You've really been there when I've needed you. Often you apologize and say you don't do enough but you've done so much for me. You're special to me.

Hoche: Through all the struggles I've gone through you have been very supportive of me. You have been a level headed voice of support and advice. I think that if it were not for you I would have been worse off in many different circumstances. Aside from that you are a very talented writer. I find myself stunned by some of what I've seen you write. Thank you for everything you've done for me and for being my friend.

Zane: You always show me cool warhammer things and that's special to me. I also really like Nyalter. I love ocs in general, but I think you have done a phenomenal job in giving her a life and story that is uniquely hers. I find it to be quite inspirational and it really pushes me to work harder on my own original characters.

Amber: I have mentioned this before but you were the first person to welcome me into the community. That is always going to be special to me. During that period when you left I teared up a fair amount because it felt like things would always be so different with you gone. I'm very glad that you came back. I really like all your ocs. I'm glad Eri isn't gone but I'm also really happy to be seeing the opportunity for your other ocs to shine as well. They're all fun, but I'm particularly a fan of Anna.

Kay: You've given me some of the advice that has helped me the most when I have been in a bad spot. I can't thank you enough for that. You've stopped me from making really bad decisions. You've also just been a fun and supportive friend. I am very interested in your Reimu and the story arc you've created with the hakurei god.

Swigg: I know we haven't talked much lately. I think our schedules don't line up the best. But you recently mentioned trying to get back into Tumblr. I'll be very happy if you do. Your ocs are fun and you put a lot of love and care into the canon characters you write. I think you add a lot to the community.

Sethy: I didn't know it for a while but back in the Fate community I followed your arknights blog and admired you there. I'm super glad I have gotten the opportunity to meet you and to become your friend. I think that all the things you do are so cool. Like you're a vtuber that's incredible. I always wanted to stream but could never work up the courage. You also know the creators of all the walfas I love. I just think its so cool. You have such a history within the community. I know that you suffered a very bad tragedy this year. I don't believe I was in a good enough headspace at that time to have provided you with the support a friend should have given and I deeply regret that. I just hope you're doing well.

Noka: I think you're a real sweetie and also really funny. I'm glad to see you posting on your sfw blog a lot more again because I really love seeing you on my dash. I'm hoping that we can do a lot more threads in the future because its always fun to write our muses together.

Minnie: Maybe the only person with the same brain worms as me. I know that lately we have not talked much but I hope you are doing well. I just wanna say that I really love your art.

Aurora: My apprentice and buddy, hehe. I know I haven't been around much but I want you to know that I'm glad you decided to join the rpc. You're so full of ideas and kindhearted. You have such phenomenal oc ideas and have such a talent for making danmaku. I think someday you may be the centerpiece of the community.

Sats: We haven't spoken too often but like Amber you were one of the first folks to interact with me in the community. Alongside that I find your writing to be phenomenal. As are your headcanons. The work that you put in to research, especially on folklore, is just so inspirational. It drives me to want to learn everything I can.

Momi: Hey Momi. It's been a while since you've been around and I miss you a lot. I know we still message on discord occasionally so its not like I can't reach out to ya. But I just miss you being in the rpc a lot. You were such a great writer and always doing something fun. But I imagine you've got a whole bunch of difficult challenges ahead of you. I've heard the career you're pursuing is really rough. I hope that you're thriving in it though.

Sarience: You've always been a good pal to me. I have a lot of fun writing with Neka in both forms as well as your other muses. There's a lot of asks from you I haven't answered yet. I'm really sorry about that. It feels disrespectful. Still I hope to be able to do more in the future. Thank you for always being interested in interacting with my muses, even when I was very new and unestablished.

Kyo: I really really like everytime that I see you on my dash. You write your muses in such a fun and engaging way. I hope that we get to interact a lot more in the future. I also know you've started something new in the last few months, not gonna be specific since I'm not sure if you've shared that part of your personal life on Tumblr, but I wish you the best of luck at it. I think you're going to succeed hard!

Ran: Ran I guess I just first wanna say I consider you a really good and special friend. When we've spoken you've often alluded to social anxiety and feeling like you've said embarassing things. So I want to restate that I've never been put off by what you've said and I love talking to you. As well as roleplaying and doing boardgames. I have so much fun pairing our muses up our causing wacky hijinks. I haven't seen you on your blogs much lately. Maybe I've just missed you but if not I hope you return to the rpc soon. It's not the same place without you.

Metal: You've been a long time friend to me by this point. Longer than a lot of folks on this list. I really appreciate that a lot. We haven't talked too much lately but I hope you're doing well. I also know not all of our fandoms sync up but I'm always down to interact anyways.

Nep: Hey Nep I haven't really seen you on Tumblr lately. I'm hoping that's just because we've been active at different times but if not I hope you're back soon. If you're not, I hope you're happy wherever you are. I think that you're real fun to write with and you've got original characters I'm excited to do much more with. I also believe that you had an event while I was gone that I'll hopefully be able to catch up on sometime soon.

Koi: I know I've not been around much lately but I hope that you're doing well. I've not really been in the headspace for horror lately but you're very good at bringing a unique horror flair to things.

Plumber: Hey we don't really personally know each other all that well but you're always making fun and wacky posts that I love to see on my dash. It feels like the rpc would be a lot less fun without you here. You also seem to be an incredibly kind person.

Kaali: A friend I've had for quite a while now but that I don't talk to enough. Sorry about that I'm just genuinely not the best with conversations. I have mad respect for all the work you put into your original characters and into your ideas. Like you really pull out all the stops.

Awoo: I've admired your ability to create interesting and fun original characters a lot. Several decisions I've made to develop my skills as a roleplayer have been inspired by you. I know you've had some mental health struggles of your own and I haven't heard from you lately so I hope you're doing alright wherever you are.

Sades: During some really difficult moments you were there for me when not many other people were. I'm always going to appreciate that. You're also the reason I got into Touhou. Which means that without you, chances are I woule not have met the vast majority of people here or found a community where I feel I belong.

Cobalt: I am always ecstatic when I see your posts on my dash. I love your Chen and think that you're a lot of fun. I have not been around much but when I have been I've seen you talking about things like not feeling you have much to do in the community. I can't make decisions for you but I do want to say that I think you are a fundamental piece of our rpc. I would be sad not having you here.

Teeps: I was shy about approaching you at first but you're incredibly cool. A lot of the fandoms you are in I'm not in but your posts get me interested in them anyways. Like I have no clue who that green sonic character is but you give her such an energy. I'm real glad to know ya. As far as the 2hu rpc goes you've been around a lot longer than me and I love hearing your own personal that you've developed.

Cait: I need to pop in and catch your streams more. I think that you're very cool to see on the dash. I especially love the way that you write your Sakuya. I really cherrish her interactions with my Reimu.

Sev: First of all. A while ago you sent me a very kind message wishing me well in my mental health struggles. I was not in the best place then so I did not appropriately respond. So thank you for that it truly meant a lot to me. I believe that you put a stunning amount of work into the characters you write, giving them so much detail and layers. Its inspiring and I just really want to appreciate you for it.

Hanafuda: You haven't been around much and last we spoke you alluded to a rough spot. So I hope if you ever see this that you're doing well. It was always fun having another Miko on the dash for mine to banter with. I also looked forward to seeing more of the other muses you played. Maybe someday you'll return.

Frozen: Everytime I see one of your posts it makes me smile. Honestly you've got some of the funniest jokes in the fandom. Some I don't get but I still feel they'd be hilarious if I got them. Also I have noticed you often commission art for other people. I find that to be a very sweet and kindhearted thing. So I consider you to be the heart of the community.

Fox: I don't know you very well but I've recently seen your multimuse popping up and it seems very fun. So I want to get to know ya in the future.

Chiru: We've not really spoken but I think you make some really great posts. Very well written headcanons and roleplays. So I just wanna say I'm always happy seeing you on my dash.

Draco: you're not in the touhou fanbase but you have been a long time friend. I haven't heard much from you lately so I hope you're doing well. I'm here if ya need me.

Sturm: I think that all your fairy posts are incredibly. You truly are a star of my dashboard. Hopefully someday we'll interact more. I'd like that.

Xana: You seem to have so much lore for your blogs, its really cool. It seems you've been around a long while so there's a lot of history. Someday I'd like to sit down and hear all about it from you. I also find your writing to be quite fun.

Jacob: we don't interact too much but I'm always excited to see someone posting walfas images. So that has always made you stick out in my dash and brighten it. Hope you're doing well.

Geisthonoredferry: As of yet, I don't believe we've interacted. But you're always liking my posts thst's something I really appreciate. Hopefully sometime I can get to know your oc.

Carp: Last I saw you were in a rough spot so I hope things are well now. You're newer to my dash but you seem very kind hearted and jovial. Also your ocs sre red as hell and go've got good face claim tastes.

Crim: You're a real cool friend with a lot of cool ideas. I love any interactions that our muses have together. Although my favorite is Kutaka/Eiki because it's somehow both a very obvious ship and yet a rare one. I think that they are very cute together. I also like the sisterhood of Reimu and Kisume. It's an unexpected but fun dynamic.

Mugenri-mun: I don't believe I know your screen name but you've been real supportive of me through my hardship and gave me a person to speak to. I would not be in as good a place without you. Also I'm glad someone is repping Len'en.

Kcmeiji & Closedheartedgirl: I wanted to note you both as you are both Komeiji blogs thay popped up and then disappeared while I've been got on hiatus. I just think that's a bit disappointing. The Komeiji are some of my favorites.

That's about all I have to say. It was kind of tough to word it all out but those are things I want y'all to know.

[andromedaexists]

WUPDATE: Desecrate

𝚆𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝙹𝚊𝚗 𝟾𝚝𝚑 || 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛

Can you believe we're already 8 days into 2025?? The year I was supposed to publish this novel???

I can't. Kit can't, his story isn't even finished yet. I'm 21,139 words into this draft. The draft that isn't even the final draft yet, because I decided in July that I needed to scrap what was my final draft of Desecrate and start from scratch again.

Needless to say, plans have changed.

Especially since 2024 was such a hard year and 2025 doesn't look like it will be any easier. It doesn't help that this year marks 5 years since I lost my Papa and a big part of Desecrate is Kit coping with the loss of his grandfather. Things are hard, and Kit's not making them any easier on me.

But that's okay! I'm pushing through and trying to make this book the best thing I've ever published! I have really high hopes for it, and I hope y'all will appreciate the lengths I'm going to to bring you this story in an interesting way!

Speaking of interesting ways... I'm fucking around with the formatting while I'm not writing and my god... I cannot wait... Let's just say that The Death I Gave Him and Mister Magic have a heavy hand in what Desecrate will look like...

Now, let's move on to what y'all are actually here for! The snippies ↓

I've actually been struggling to write recently, so what you're about to see is some very very rough draft stuff:

Kit doesn’t grace them with an answer, but it turns out he doesn’t have to as his eyes slide between the two and lands on a face he hadn’t expected to see coming up behind them. A saving grace of sorts, if Kit were one to believe in such a notion. Kit smirks, a change that doesn’t go unnoticed by the oafs in front of him. Matt goes to open his mouth and spew some more vitriol but end sup cut off by a gruff voice. “I believe I told y’all he uses he/him pronouns now.” There in all his glory stands the one person that made this town worth it for Kit growing up. A beautiful specimen of a man, standing tall behind the creeps he used to associate with in tattered and oil stained jeans and a ratty t-shirt. “I’m sorry these two numb nuts are botherin’ ya,” he ways, looking down at Kit with a look much softer than he thinks he deserves. “They told me you were back in town and I didn’t believe them so we decided to swing by.” “I don’t mind,” Kit says. He would never mind Jay stopping by. He could do without the others, though. Something he tells the man, “Next time leave the dead weight at home though.” “Dead weight?” Zach exclaims, clearly offended despite the fact that Kit hasn’t payed a lick of attention to him since Jay showed up.

and maybe one for the road:

He sits criss-cross applesauce on the metal counter near Benny’s large bow of dough, motioning her to return to her work. She raises an eyebrow at him, still waiting for him to talk to her but not wanting to push him again. As soon as her rolling pin touches dough, Kit begins speaking. “I’ve been having weird dreams again.” Kit’s voice is barely a whisper in the warm air of the kitchen, he toys with the paper of the notebook in his hands. He can see when the words register with Benny, her eyebrows furrowing and her mouth pursing when she turns to face him. “Don’t look at me like that, you know just as well as I do that my night terrors will never go away. But this isn’t that. Well, one of them was, two nights ago. But that’s besides the point.”

actually that's a lie i want to feel the Benny lovers out there:

He finds Benny in the kitchen, grumbling to herself as she rolls out dough on the large island counter. Her back is to the entrance, and Kit uses that the sneak up on her. He sets his bag down as quietly as he can, then tiptoes up behind Benny, bending down slightly to wrap his arms around her short frame. Benny freezes, then elbows him hard in the side and turning herself around with the rolling pin raised as a weapon. “Kit! What the fuck!” Kit chuckles, the sound coming out as more of a wheeze after receiving an elbow to the gut. “Sorry, babe.” Benny puts a hand over her heart, playing up how labored her breathing is with a smile on her lips. Kit straightens himself again, wrapping his arms around her head and shoulder and kissing the top of her head. “I couldn’t resist sneaking up on ya.” “You, sir,” she says, her voice muffled in Kit’s chest, “are a menace.”

anyways that's all for this week! Tune in next week to see if I actually write anything new

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Soul Bound

Chapter Eleven- I want you to stay

A/N- Low key hate this but at least it's done!

Also posted on AO3 and Wattpad!

Not really sure how to feel about it

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I can’t live without you

And it takes me all the way

I want you to stay

Stay- Rhianna, Mikky Ekko

Aron was sitting on her bed, textbooks laid out in front of her. She focused on them like her life depended on it, trying to ignore the tension between her and the demon sitting on the nearby chair.

James had found a potential solution for the situation with Malix. It was a ritual that would hopefully drain the devils of their magic. The biggest flaw with the spell, other than the fact it might not work in the first place, was that it would also drain Aron of her energy if she was present.

So, she was stuck in her room, possibly for hours. James decided that because there was a slight chance that it could affect her even from her room, and because of the long amount of time she’d be stuck in there, that one of the incubi should stay with her. That incubus ended up being Sam.

She decided to catch up on some studying as she waited for the spell to be over, becoming frustrated with herself as she struggled to take in the material. She was too tired, too stressed to be worried about it.

“How long do you think it’ll take?” she asked as she wrote in her notebook.

“I dunno, probably a few hours,” said Sam.

Aron sighed and rubbed her face. “Great,” she said sarcastically.

Sam frowned and furrowed his brows; he looked a little hurt. Immediately Aron felt her stomach twist with guilt. “Sorry, that…came out wrong.”

“It’s fine,” he grunted. “I get it, we’re stuck in here. It sucks.”

She sighed. “Yeah…”

“Since we’re gonna be in here a while…can we talk?” he asked.

She sat up reluctantly. “Yeah, we probably should.”

Sam seemed almost nervous, his shoulders tense as his foot tapped on the floor. They were both quiet, unsure. Aron couldn’t help but giggle after a few moments. “We suck at this.”

He huffed and let out a chuckle. “Yeah, sorry.”

She shook her head. “Don't apologize, you haven’t done anything wrong…”

His expression shifted slightly at her words, now unreadable. “...right.”

“I mean it,” Aron said. “All of this, it wasn’t your fault.”

“I believed her.” 

“So did I,” Aron said back. She didn’t want him to blame himself. Her eyes watered slightly, her voice breaking as she continued. “And I am…so sorry.”

He frowned and leaned forward on the chair, gently taking her hands in his. “Hey, you didn't know. You had a spell or whatever, this isn't your fault, alright?”

“But I've been awful to you, all of you. I should have let you explain, I-” she paused as she tried to find the right words. “I'm just so sorry…”

Aron felt him lightly squeeze her hands. “It's okay. I’m sorry too.”

“It’s okay,” she told him. “I’m not mad at you anymore. You didn’t know, it was just a shitty situation.”

She closed her eyes as tears fell down her face. “I missed you,” she admitted. “Even when I tried to hate you, I missed you…”

“I missed you too.” Sam’s voice was raw with emotion, his eyes soft as they seemed to search hers.

“I called your name,” she told him with a self-deprecating laugh. “For weeks, every time I had a moment to think, I’d call your true name. I don’t know if it was because I wanted you back or- or for an explanation or to just kick your ass. I just knew I wanted you here, regardless of the reason.”

He frowned, looking down at her hands as his thumbs brushed over her knuckles. “I thought about you a lot…I just wanna change things, ya know?”

“I know,” she agreed. “But I mean, at least we know the truth…”

“Yeah, at least that,” he agreed.

“So what exactly…what happened? You guys fought the Demon Lord?” Aron asked.

He nodded and looked up at her. “Yeah, there was a war. It lasted a while, about five years.”

Aron furrowed her brows at that. “Five? You were only gone for one.”

He chuckled, his smile sending flutters to her heart. “Time difference, Doofus. Time moves about five times faster there.”

She giggled softly. “Right, I forgot about that.”

They sat there for a few more moments before Aron spoke. “Are you gonna go back?”

“...No,” he answered quietly. “I don’t have any reason to be there.”

Aron felt her heart squeeze. “And here you have your brothers and stuff,” she finished for him.

Sam looked at her, his eyes intense. “Yeah, and stuff.”

They were quiet for a bit. Aron took the silence as an opportunity to scoot forward on the bed, her legs hanging off in between them. Her mind was racing, there were so many things she could have said in that moment. So many questions. 

Eventually she spoke again. “Can I ask you something?”

“Hm? Sure,” he answered, looking up at her curiously.

“If Diana didn’t take you, do you think we would have stayed together?” The question had been bugging her for a year, only this time, it mattered, because he was back.

Sam’s eyes drifted off as he thought, a wistful smile approaching his lips. They returned to hers, sad and thoughtful. “Yeah, we would have…”

“What do you think it would have been like?” he asked her.

Aron didn’t speak for a moment, trying to think of an answer. Truthfully, she’d run over this scenario in her mind more times than she could count.

She thought they would have gotten a pet. They would have debated over whether they should get a dog or a cat, and Sam would have ended up giving in. Aron would have found it funny since he’d end up loving their kitten.

He would have met her family too. Her older brothers would have appreciated how protective he was, how safe he made her feel. Her kid brother would enjoy playing video games with him, the three of them and Matthew playing first person shooters against each other.

Her older sisters would have liked how he encouraged her, how he made her feel strong and confident in herself. 

Her younger sister would have backed up his argument about getting a dog, and most certainly would have threatened him at some point to not hurt Aron. She’d tell him embarrassing stories from their childhood too.

They would have been that couple that their friends were jealous of. They’d have the kind of relationship everyone wanted for themselves because the two of them were so in love.

She couldn’t say all of that, incapable of finding the right words. But in front of her was an incubus who was waiting for an answer, so she’d try for him.

“We would have been amazing,” Aron finally said, a single tear falling down her cheek.

“...what about now?” he asked. “What do we do now?”

She looked up at him. “I’m not sure,” she said. “What do you want to do?”

One of his hands left hers, his calloused thumb brushing the tear off of her cheek before gently cupping her face. She gazed up at him as he spoke. “I want to be with you, forever. I wanna try again.”

She leaned into his touch, her heart pounding in her chest so hard that she was sure he could hear. “You do?”

He nodded, a blush on his cheeks. “Yeah, of course I do. I never…”

Aron’s brows knit together. “Never what?”

He sighed and leaned closer. “I never stopped loving you.”

She felt the world freeze in place as he spoke. “I mean it, I love you, Aron. I want to keep you safe and fix all the shit I fucked up when I was gone. But, it’s up to you. I’ll respect whatever choice you make…”

“Do you still love me?”

Despite his voice being quiet, the question was a scream in her mind. It was a question she’d been asking herself for days, but to hear it from him made it even more real. Now it was something she truly had to answer, not just a thought she’d hide from.

Did she still love him?

“I…”

[metaltea]

Would you mind sharing some stuff about your experience as a genderfluid person if you feel comfortable with that? I've been questioning if I am for a while now, so it'd be really nice to get your perspective on things.

Like, how does it feel to be genderfluid and how do you know when you're a boy, girl or inbetween? When did you find out? If any of your family or friends know, do they call you different names based on your current gender?

Delete if this makes you uncomfortable by the way!

Of course!

(long post ahead oops)

It's difficult to describe what it feels like to be genderfluid as like... you can't really explain what it feels like to be a different gender to someone who has only experienced one gender their whole life, ya know? Or even to a trans person, since the fluidity complicates things. But I'll do ma best. Also this is only my personal experience, every genderfluid person will view things uniquely.

So I don't personally view it as "being a girl, boy, etc" but rather being farther on the masc (masculine) or fem (feminine) scale. Like I might say I'm having a "boy" day or a "girl" day but what I really mean is I'm feeling particularly masc or particularly fem.

On my fem days, I feel the best because I'm afab (assigned female at birth) and therefore don't experience dysphoria for that... though it is a bit strange because I do feel like I have to really emphasize to people that I'm a girl for some reason, by wearing makeup, skirts, etc even though I don't look like a guy so it's just a self-image thing. Maybe because I have a pretty masculine face?? Idk. But I get kinda a certain euphoria about it. I love my fem days so much. I can feel myself without worry about getting strange looks or feeling bad about my body.

On my masc days, I almost always experience dysphoria and therefore I hate my masc days with a burning passion. I also tend to be like "maybe I'm trans after all ://" even though I know for a fact it will change soon. Thankfully, masc days are few and far between compared to neutral/fem. During these days, I like to wear baggy clothes, I can't wear a binder due to the breathless feeling it gives me but sports bras or just being shirtless without one (AT HOME), letting my hair get unkempt and/or putting it in a bun under a hat, etc.

On neutral days, I'm probably the most "me". Not too much to say about these days; I don't particularly mind dressing masc or fem, I'm just a chilled-out potato.

So I guess it's kinda like having two (or three if you count neutral days) people inside me, but still much different from a split personality disorder or anything like that. I still keep my core interests no matter how I identify, though certain smaller preferences will align with my current identity (like makeup on fem days, not because fem people inherently like makeup but because it helps me feel more confident in my current identity). I am also aware that I am the same person throughout all these phases, but simply my need to present in a certain way (masc, fem, neutral) changes due to a switch in my brain. How does that switch work?? No clue.

I found out when I was around 14. I had been aware of trans identities for a while but that didn't feel like me. Then I saw the term genderfluid and was like woa there's a word for it?? Sick! Now that I'm nearly 24, I still value this part of myself and am glad I had access to the internet to expose me to things beyond the strict binary I was taught. Not to get into trauma but like genuinely, if I didn't have access to the net, I... Yeah, things would not have gone well. Fuck bigotry.

I've been this way for as long as I can remember. Heck, I remember having masc days as far back as when I was like 6 or something. I struggled with wanting to be a "tomboy" vs a "girly girl" bc I thought I had to pick one and that it would forever be my identity (fool!)

As for family, only my sibling knows. Considering how telling them (or rather being outed against my consent) as asexual, I will never trust anyone else in my family with this aspect of myself. My sib is agender themselves so it's easier for them to grasp. They don't have a different name for me based on gender and that's ok with me.

All my close friends know, and respect it (pro tip if a friend doesn't respect it, toss em in da bin) and, since they're all on discord, I'll simply change my name based on what my current identity is (on there it's Cindy (fem), Cyn (neutral) or Cid (masc) and that simplifies things immensely.

Hope that helps a bit!

[storiesfromafan]

Sneak Peak - Benny x Married Plus!Size Reader

A/N: first off i don't condone cheating, but I feel Benny would do anything to get what he wanted. Plus the reader in this ain't happy in her marriage, so...

Also, not sure if this will be that well written, as I'm struggling. But I had to write what was in my head. Hopefully it will help me with my other works that need to get written 😅

But this will be 18+. Steamy and smutty goodness. Can you guess where from my sneak peak? 🫢

“...it wasn’t the blonde?” Benny asked softly, very unlike the uncaring and aloof man.

Stiffly you shook your head, no, though that was a lie. It had been the blonde, along with the reminder of being taken, the cool metal of your wedding ring seeming to stand out in this moment.

He sighed, removing the hand on your arm and running it through his damp locks. “Ya sure?”

You took a step back, nodding your head this time, yes. You couldn’t speak, not without outing yourself. While Benny seemed to be processing your answers, you took that as your opportunity to continue on to your car. But of course he was right behind you still.

You had just put your hand on the handle when Benny’s larger hand covered yours, stopping you, taking it in his and spinning you around to face him again. This time he was closer, almost chests touching. He kept a hold of your hand, though not tightly. The way he looked at you, his eyes a flurry of emotions, which told you the man had many thoughts running through his head.

“There’s nothin’ gonin' on between her and I" Benny stated slowly.

You shrugged. “T-that's none of m-my business, Benny...” your voice was low and shaky.

He nodded. “Yeah, but I wanted ya to know...”

You nodded. “A-alright...” there was a silence between you both, that was filled with the rain. “I-I shouldn’t have came to the bar, I-I shouldn’t come back...”

His hand tightened around yours. “Yeah, you should”.

“N-no Benny, I shouldn’t. I’m a married woman...w-who should be home waiting for or with her husband...”

He growled. “No. You should be at the bar, sweetheart...with me".

“B-Benny...” you said weakly, with a touch of warning. “D-don’t...don’t get my hopes up. I’m already foolish, but d-don't call me that...”

“What? Sweetheart?” – you nodded looking into his eyes, pleading him – “well too bad. Because that’s what I’m gonna call ya...”

Something crossed Benny’s mind, an idea, as his grip on your hand tightened before he pulled you closer. Your chests met, the cool damp fabrics meeting. And yet you could still feel his warmth radiating off him. His other hand come up, grasping the side of your neck, keeping you in place. Leaning in, Benny's nose brushed against yours, as his eyes never left yours.

“Or should I call you...baby?” He questioned, voice low and deep. It scared you, yet excited you too. “Or...mine?”

~~~~~

A/N: let me know what you think 💜💜💜

[lazynull]

Transformers Outcasts- Ch2: A Shocking New Member

The predicon let's out a huge blast on lightning scattering everywhere.

"We need to calm this beast down." Shockwave says preparing himself.

"Ugh move out of the way you crazy scientist." Ex says without a single thought he turned his arm into a arm cannon and charged the shot.

"Just make sure you don't damage it too badly."said Shockwave.

Thief dodges the electricity skating through the room with ease. "Yea well tell that to the metal dragon over there!"

Ex and Duo were firing at the Predacon trying to hold it off the best they can.

Suddenly the predicon charged at them at full speed.

Ex then used his thrusters to move out of the way. "Duo, Thief now!" He yelled.

While the predicon was charging at them Thief used a grappling hook to stop it from moving and Duo made a clone of himself to hold it back as well.

"Alright Shockwave how do we stop it from going out of control." Said Ex

"We would have to convert it to it's robot mode." Said Shockwave.

"I think I can help with that." Ex then dashes towards the Predacon while it struggles to break free. Ex's hands started to glow with yellow electricity.

"Alright here goes nothing everyone get back!"

As the others move back Duo and Thief let go of the Predacon it soon rushed towards Ex charging its lightning blast.

Ex's quickly touched the predicon taking control of it. Suddenly the predicon had let out another loud roar stopping in it's place.

Everyone watched in awe as Ex holds the Dragon in place

"Quickly now convert him to robot mode!"  Yelled Blip.

"Got it."

Ex controlled the predicon to transform into it's robot mode. Suddenly the beast went into it's robot mode revealing it to a tall bot.

The bot looked around confused of its surroundings.

"What the...where am I..."

Shockwave steps foward examining the bot.

"You're on cybertron."

"How...how long was I out for." The bot asked holding hand on his head.

"You've been out of it for quite some time." Ex says trying to assure him.

"Ngh everything is a blur I remember anything after... that flash..."

Ex pats his back.

"Easy you just woke up take things slow for now."

Thief rolls towards the bot looking up at him.

"So big guy ya got a name?"

The bot nods.

"Ah yes sorry about that my name is AcerVolt."

"Well its great to meet you AcerVolt. I'm Ex and this Blip, Thief, and Duo."

AcerVolt looks at them all.

"Its nice to meet you all as well sorry about attacking you all my instincts kicked in."

Ex held his hand up.

"Ah its fine luckily no one was hurt."

Thief then looks at Shockwave.

"So Doc about our payment now how many credits are we talking?"

Shockwave turns his head.

"Ah my mistake your payment is him."

He then walked back to his workbench.

Everyone had a confused look on their faces

"wait so we did all that work and almost got our circuits fried and instead of getting credits you give us a Predacon."

Shockwave turns his head back to Thief.

"I find your reaction most illogical."

Thief had an angry look on his face.

"We busted our tail pipes for you and this is what we get!?"

Ex steps between the two holding both arms up.

"Thief calm down look on the bright we could always use the extra strength on our team welcome to the outcasts Acervolt."

To Be Continued.

[symmage]

"You've got plans? Yasmine noticed. "Looks like you're heading out somewhere."

Kayna nodded. "Yes, I'm actually going out for a jog. It's so beautiful outside this morning that I couldn't pass up the opportunity."

"Oh, I get it,” Yasmine smiled. The kids and I used to take walks around the block when they were younger. The trails behind the triplex are nice,” Yasmine added. "There is a small pond at the end brimming with fireflies at night. It's a sight to see.”

Kayna chuckled. “I bet it’s a hotspot for couples to hang out, right?”

“Hmmm...a late-night picnic date there would be magical, I’m sure.” Yasmine gushed while smiling at Jaxon. Now, if you two would excuse me, I need to sit. It was a struggle getting those kids up and ready for school this morning. Between combing hair and finding socks, I’m beat!"

Yasmine walked over to the nearby guest table and sat down, sighing in relief. Leaving Kayna alone to converse with Jaxon.

“So, how have you been settling in so far? Do you like it here? Jaxon asked.

“Yeah, Newcrest is nice. It seems quiet over here, about as quiet as Willow Creek.”

"That's where you moved from?"

Kayna nodded. "Born in Evergreen Harbor but relocated to Willow Creek in elementary school, and I lived there ever since...until now, of course."

“Well, Newcrest is super laid back. Everybody minds their business but is very friendly, so you don't have to worry about nosey neighbors here."

“Well, that’s good to know!”

"Now, if you ever need any help, don’t hesitate to ask!” Jaxon insisted, "Yas and I will do our best to help you with ANYTHING you need, aight?”

"Yes! Yasmine made sure to tell me the same. I will definitely keep that in mind. Thank you."

Jaxon studied Kayna awkwardly, standing in front of him. He could sense a bit of uneasiness from her. Hoping to pull her back in, he thought of a way to reconnect with her.

“You’re young...20..."

"24," Kayna confirmed.

"I bet you'd like a place to hang out," he nodded. I know Newcrest like the back of my hand. If you need a local spot to go chill—a nightclub, lounge, or pool hall—I gotchu. Hell, I can even take you there if you'd like to get a feel of the area."

Kayna nervously laughed. “Oh! That won’t be necessary, but thank you for the offer.”

"You know, I hadn't been out in a while," he admitted. "When you spend your youth in the streets, what used to be fun is pretty old now." he chuckled. "But the Llama Lagoon strip was and still is a hotspot for the nightlife. You should really check it out sometime."

Kayna coyly scrunched her nose. “I barely go out to places like that anyway, so you’d be wasting your time trying to show me a good time.”

“What?!" Not even lounges?”

Kayna shook her head.

"I can tell you’re a shy one,” he said with a sly wink.

"Uh yeah...you got me there," Kayna shrugged with a cringe.

"It's alright. That's something you can grow out of. You just need a nudge."

Yasmine turned around with a subdued scowl while listening to the conversation behind her. What seemed friendly soon took on flirtatious undertones, and she was displeased. She hoped her feelings were wrong, but it nagged at her enough to send a glare in their direction.

Feeling an ominous presence, Kayna looked back at Yasmine, who had already turned away.

The air was definitely off in the room, and Kayna felt uncomfortable with the change. She turned to Jaxon, the source of this intolerable atmosphere, to break the interaction and escape the situation without incident.

"Hey, while it was nice finally meeting you, Jaxon, I really have to get going. I don't want to lose all that good sunlight I was enamored with earlier."

She turned to see Yasmine approaching them. Her face was a bit perturbed, but she held her composure when she faced Kayna.

"Hey, I'm heading out now, Yasmine. The outdoors is calling my name." Kayna awkwardly laughed.

"Okay, girl, enjoy yourself. You're going to absolutely love it out there."

"Yeah, I've used that trail many times when I needed a quick morning workout before work." Jaxon chimed in. "If you don't mind a running buddy...or two, you know where to find me-uh us...right, Yas?"

Yasmine shot him a deathly glare. If looks could drop someone, Jaxon would definitely be a goner. The tension in the air thickened even more around them, and Kayna could no longer bear it.

"Alright, I'm out!" She quickly excused herself. "Yasmine, I'll talk to you later!"

With that, she hurried out the door to escape the suffocating aura that had enveloped the room. As soon as she hit the bottom step, she took off down the sidewalk. Jogging farther and farther away from the triplex.

What she thought would be a pleasant meet and greet was more than she bargained for.

<-Back Next->

[kelyon]

Name one plot element, trope or other literary or stylistic device that you don't think you could ever bring yourself to use or to write?

My drive to write comes out of curiosity, so it's hard to put up a limit. As soon as I say I'm not interested in something, there's a part of my brain that goes "but what if we were interested in this?" I've been coming up with answers for a week and I keep coming up with rebuttals.

In general, I would say anything that bores me, or is so far out of my experience that I can't latch onto it. My first thought was "hard sci-fi" because I don't have much interest in the realities of space travel or alien biology. Like, as much as I liked watching Arrival or The Martian, I could never write that material--at least not without spending a lot of time expanding my knowledge base.

I also have a bias against kidfic or YA stuff. This is a thing I'm struggling to rationalize my dislike for because it feels really invalid. From my personal experience being a child, I know that children and teenagers have real struggles, both internal and external. To this day some of the books I most highly recommend are from that perspective. The fic I am writing right now has a 15 year old as one of the main POV characters.

But if I open a fic and see that it's a high school AU, I click away. I can't handle it. There's an overwhelming feeling of "you don't have real problems, you're just 14." (Even while I'm aware that being 14 is a very real problem in and of itself.)

My biggest example of this is the teen drama in Stranger Things. No Nancy, you don't have to choose between these two boys, you need to get out of your podunk town and meet more people. No Will, the world isn't over because your straight best friend doesn't realize that you have a crush on him, you need to meet other gay people and also wear a condom because it's 1986. Yes Eleven, you have real problems and it sucks that you have to go to high school in addition to all of that, and that bitch is lucky you only broke her nose.

Anyway.

I guess it's just so hard to write young people right, so I'm repelled from consuming that material and intimidated to write it. Also with the fics I write, the risk of coming under fire for writing teenage sex scenes isn't worth the scant interest I have in exploring teenage sexuality. Like, people don't know what they're doing when they're adults either! I would rather the story of a 25 year old virgin (or a 45 year old mother of two feeling alive in bed for the first time in her life) than an 18 year old fumbling on a twin bed with another teenager.

This is getting long, but I do want to state my dislike of characters being mean for no reason, especially women being jealous or distrustful of other women. I read a fic (not Rumbelle ) where the heroine checks into a hotel for a tryst with the hero and her whole inner monologue was dedicated to assuming that the female check-in clerk was judging her and the heroine being bitchy in response. And this wasn't part of the heroine's growth or anything. It was a motivationless character detail that made me dislike the author more than any of the characters.

So just, why? Who does this help? What purpose does this serve in the narrative? Especially when I'm writing Belle, I really like to have her be someone who sees the good in people, or at least doesn't judge based on first impressions. (That's kind of her thing!) I just think the narrative is improved by having people work together instead of bickering. And I think you can judge a main character based on how polite they are to minor characters.

Thanks for asking!

[lou-struck]

The Nights We Struggled

Osamu Miya x Reader

~Before his restaurant became the success it is today, Osamu and you struggled to make ends meet

Warnings: Financial struggles, eating food, Osamu and reader overworking themselves, a bit of crying.

Onigiri Miya is bustling with business. Every table is filled with patrons and the To Go Orders keep funneling in.

From your seat at the bar, you watch your Husband stand over the cooktop as he prepares another filling for the Rice Balls. There is sweat on his brow and he looks a bit tired, but the smile on his face is genuine as he fulfills another set of orders with an expert hand.

He is in his element for sure. Just seeing him like this fills you with so much joy your heart feels like it's about to burst out of your chest.

It’s funny to think that a year ago it all could've come to a close…

~

It has been three months since Onigir Miya opened its doors. Although Osamu’s food is delicious the restaurant was not taking off at all.

The stereotype about restaurants failing before they had a chance it’s starting to sound like a reality. Although Osamu objected adamantly at first, you decided to pick up a few extra shifts at work to cover more of the bills.

The both of you are working yourself to the bone trying to make ends meet.

After another long day, you finally manage to make it home. The tiredness that is weighing down on your overworked psyche makes everything seem dark and sluggish.

Your heart tightens a bit in your chest as you see Osamu hunched over at the kitchen table staring down at the stack of paperwork and bills from the restaurant.

He looks aged and tired but when he sees you his lips turn upwards into a smile.

“ hey, Baby, yer home.” He says getting up to greet you. The weight of his embrace feels like a blanket and you immediately relax.

“Hey Samu,” you slur sleepily “ I missed you.”

“ I missed ya too, have ya eaten?” He asks knowing the answer already. Shaking your head you let him lead you to the table. Taking a seat you see the brown paper bag that has your name with a heart scrawled on it in a thick black marker, It’s messy but you’d recognize his handwriting anywhere.

"I got more work to do, but ya can eat as many as ya want." He says it with a smile, but the look of shame that flashes across his handsome face breaks your heart.

"Thank you, Samu” You beam warmly up at him and crinkle open the paper bag. Inside are several rice balls, they all look like they have different fillings. No doubt he made these for you before he left work today.

"M'sorry it's onigiri again." He mumbles hanging his head. The strain of your financial situation is getting to him more than he lets on. And while he could ask for help, he is too proud to do so. Osamu has always wanted to be successful on his own, not out of pity or connection to his Pro Athlete Twin brother.

Gingerly you take his hand and give it a squeeze. “You know I’d love anything that you make for me Samu,” you say comfortingly. “I would eat your food every day for the rest of my life.”

“But ya deserve more than jus cold rice balls,” he says turning around and walking towards the countertop giving you his back. His voice cracks and you can see those strong arms of his tremble under the weight of his unshed tears of frustration.

"And I have it," you say softly getting to your feet. In only a few steps you close the distance that he has created between the two of you. Your wrap your arms around him tightly. "I have you."

His shoulders slump releasing all the tension he has built up and he twists around to return the embrace with one of his own. "What did I do to deserve ya?" he mumbles into your hair. You ignore the feeling of his teardrops hitting your skin as he hurriedly tries to wipe them away. With a chuckle, he shakes his head. "Look at me, I'm actin' like that crybaby Tsumu."

"You are much better looking than that guy" you giggle pecking him on the cheek.

This brings a genuine smile to his face, as his hand comes to hold yours. Gently he twiddles with your fingers. "If I had the money, I get ya a ring right now."

The heat that creeps beneath your cheeks is undeniable as your brain short circus. "I-i don't need anything Samu," you mumble as he brings your hand to his lips and kisses each one of your knuckles.

"But ya deserve it," he says earnestly. "Now eat yer dinner."

You stare back down at your bag of onigiri wondering what is inside each one. Choosing one from the top you feel that it isn't quite cold, he must have just made them for you at the end of his shift.

Taking a bite, his lovingly prepared food fills you in a way that reminds you of how little you have eaten today. Tears brim your eyes as you savor the food he works so hard to make. If people only tasted his food, he'd have a line out the door of the restaurant every day of the week. It's only a matter of getting the word out.

"Do ya like it?" he asks from behind you. holding out a glass of water for you to take.

Grabbing the cup with a mouth full you nod your head excitedly, "so good." you tell him.

Taking a sip of water you clear your throat a bit. "Once other people get to try it, they'll understand Samu," you tell him. “Things will pick up before you know it.

Pink dusts his cheeks as he looks down at you. “Do ya really think so?”

“I do, more than anything,” you respond.

~

and you couldn't have been more right.

Around the restaurant, things had changed practically overnight. What started with a few players from the local Highschool Volleyball club wanting to get some food before practice led to a wildfire of word-of-mouth advertisement for Onigiri Miya.

More and more people came in to get a taste of Osamu's cooking. Every order placed made his face light up with pride.

Even though the financial burden has dissipated, the two of you still will always remember those nights at the kitchen table when you were struggling.