#you all once again deserve the absolute best ♥���

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DAISUKE X READER HEADCANONS PT2 🌺

SFW/NSFW - MINORS SHOO 🔞

Back with more dating headcanons for our favourite boy :3 this time including SFW ones!!!

Part one can be found here!

No gender specified for reader

(tiddies are mentioned like once)

Enjoy <3

SFW

🌺 -he's EXTREMELY clingy once the relationship has been established. Where you go HE GOES.

🌺 - physical touch!!! He can NOT keep his hands off you weather that's having a hold on your hand all the time or trapping you in a cuddle. He's definitely a "5 more minutes" typa guy hehe

🌺 - speaking of cuddles... I'd say he's the big spoon. he holds you tightly like you'd disappear the moment he lets go of you. He loves burying his face in the crook of your neck.

🌺 - please give him head pats!! Play with his hair and scratch behind his ear. He's your human sized puppy! (He's also a sucker for you playing with his hair...)

🌺 - you're the only other person who has the privilege of playing on his gameboy. He likes to rest his head on your shoulder while he watches you. Probably complaining about all the wrong things you're doing but it's still fun. You think his little complaints are cute anyways. it also makes him proud to know he's better at it than you.

ALRIGHTTT he also helps you out by placing his hands over yours as he controls the game with your hands.....

🌺 - nobody talks about how he's a party freak much but he's DEFINITELY buying you the drinks. Knowing full well how hectic parties can be he's always by your side and clinging on to you to keep you safe

🌺 - if you're upset about something, he's gonna try to fix things no matter what. He'd be searching the Internet for HOURS just to find the best solution. he is not giving up.

Mostly likes to cuddle you and keep you close to make you feel even slightly better :)

🌺 - loves receiving words of affirmation. It makes him feel happy and worthy when you tell him how good of a boyfriend he is. How proud you are of him. Ohh he doesn't deserve a partner like you... he definitely does!

🌺 - LOVES SHARING!! Food, drinks, clothes... you name it he loves sharing absolutely everything ever with you

🌺 - if he sees something that even slightly reminds him of you, you bet he's getting it and randomly surprising you with it

NSFW

🌺 - he definitely had more one night stands than actual relationships in the past. (Not too many, but you were most likely his first serious relationship) So he's more experienced with what goes on in the bedroom more than anything else...

You're not quite sure on what you're supposed to do? Don't worry he gotchu

🌺 - smear your cum all over his face...he'd like that. and let him suck his own cum off your fingers while you're at it... ALL WHILE REMAINING EYE CONTACT ARRGHHHH

🌺 - not sure if this is much of a headcanon cause I still don't know if he'd actually do this but.....he likes to wear thongs 😔 (he first started wearing them because he thought it'd get more people drooling over him LMAO) He knows how hot you find it so he makes sure they're always on show (just for you 😉) oh and he likes matching thongs with you too ❤️

🌺 - LOVES WHEN YOU WEAR LINGERIE. He thinks it's so incredibly hot and sexy and yeah he's a drooling mess over you

🌺 - risk it for a biscuit! He loves having sex in the most risky places. Just something about the thought of getting caught makes him feel all excited

🌺 - he's obsessed with giving you hickeys, especially on your neck where everyone can see. He's always proud of the millions of bruises he leaves on you, and it's showing that you belong to him (uωu*)

When your bruises start to heal, he's right back on your neck again ♥︎

Other places he likes to leave them are your breasts and shoulders ❤️

🌺 - if you can't be with him for whatever reason, he has a collection of dirty photos of you he likes to jerk off too. He keeps them in a very special/fancy box because they're incredibly important to him :3

I'm running out of nsfw ideas I'm afraid I spilled my most freaky stuff in my first post ☹️

[yutopia-eleftheria]

Birthday Posts Special !

January 18th & 21st

We are January 19th, and we are in the middle of 2 Birthdays (well at least in my AU). The reason I'm saying that is because the first one, January 18th, is canon, whereas the second one, January 21st, is a birthdate given to a character by me, because he doesn't have an official birthday date (poor baby...).

So for the occasion, I did some fanarts for these 2 people ! ♥ 'Cuz I love them so damn much ! ♥♥

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January 18th : Hibari (One Piece)

Happy birthday to you sweet child ♥

I absolutely love Hibari ! ♥ She is so cute ! Her design is so goofy and out of place yet so great ! And this cutie is actually a sniper ?! Cute but dangerous I love that !

Also I fully support the "Akainu is Hibari's Father" theory because I think that would be great for him out of all Marines to have a child ; that could actually add a lot to his character, development, and why he is supporting Absolute Justice.

And of course all the details that add up to that. Even though it's not confirmed yet, I would be surprised if that wasn't the case, because c'mon look at all the clues we've got ! It's like 99,9% sure that she is his daughter !

Same Blood Type (F)

Both are from North Blue

The only 2 characters that speaks the Hiroshima Dialect

Sakazuki wearing a Hibari flower on his costume and close to his heart.

Come on guys it's pretty obvious at that point ! And I'm absolutely thrilled for this ! ♥

Anyways ... once again : Happy Birthday my Cutie ! ♥♥♥

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January 21st : Zellard (Monster Hunter Stories 2 ; Wings of Ruin)

I think you are used to it by now : Yes this day marks Zellard's birthday in my AU !

And yes he is all over my mind again ! ♥ Why do I love this little bastard so much ? I don't even know ! But I love him okay ?! And I'm giving him the love and attention he deserves ♥♥♥

I like to think that, despite being a human, he will get along very well with Cayenne from Monster Hunter Riders, because they have some similarities in their personality : these 2 would be so funny together in my opinion. So here are the 2 in Cayenne's hometown : Fuuga Village ! It's actually not so different from Rutoh since it is also in the middle of nature, trees and forests.

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Little Bonus !

Concept Art of Zellard and the 2 Mysterious Riders following him in his redemption, Ixal & Dyvrus (who were once named Zacharie and Drey, but I change their names) as Scriveners because they were taken in by Simone to help them for their redemption.

(Simone best female character ♥ and they respect her like crazy, almost worshiping her even !)

Note that Ixal (left) is a Switcheroo, and Dyvrus (right) is a Draconequus.

Happy Birthday my dear Wyverian ! ♥♥♥

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Fun Fact ! :

The drawing of Zellard and Cayenne was planned 2 years ago ! The sketch was finished a long time ago. However, not long after finishing it, I got a huge bug in my tablet that made me lose basically every drawing I did on my app... Thankfully I send the sketch in a group on Discord and was able to retrieve it. However, this broke me so much that I never actually finished this drawing. 2 years later, I thought it would be a shame to not finish it, so I did it as a fanart for Zellard's Birthday ! ♥

[1212-938-111]

National Sasha Day 🎀🗝️

On this special day, I want to take a moment to celebrate you and everything you bring into the world…♥︎

I want to start by saying a heartfelt thank you for being born. Everyone around you feels so much love, warmth, and joy from your presence in this world. I genuinely think that having you in the universe has been positive, and I am incredibly happy that you are here! You are an absolutely lovely person, and I feel truly fortunate to have met you! ꒰ᐢ….ᐢ꒱ It is difficult to put into words how much positivity and love you have spread since the day you came into this world. <3

As you mark this special day, I hope you take a little while to realise how much you are loved and appreciated as you celebrate this lovely day. You are a blessing to the world, and you deserve everything the joy, good fortune, and love this year has to offer! 💌

I hope today is filled with all your favorite things���lots of laughter, good times, and of course, cake! 🎂🤍 Enjoy every moment and celebrate like there is no tomorrow, okay?! You totally deserve a day as lovely as you are, Princess.

Thank you for being such a bright light in our life and for making every day a bit better just by being you :b You deserve the very very best, not just today but every day.

Enjoy your special day to the fullest, Love! You are truly one of a kind, and I am so happy to know you. Once again, happy birthday to the sweetest girl ever! 🤍౨ৎ

Sending love,

Luna. ♡

[heartshapedwords]

All filling II Fezco x Pie Girl

>> Pairing: Fezco x Female Reader

>> Plot: Fez and Pie girl define their relationship. Pie girl doubts her skills and Fez does his best to help out his girl.

>> Part 1

>> Warnings: Slight mention of Euphoria typical themes. Mostly just cute fluff.

>> A/N: English is not my first language so cut me some slack ;)

Comments, reblogs and likes are much appreciated ♥

He should've texted her. He knows this. It's all that's ghosting through his head as he makes his way to the backdoor of her house. His legs feel heavy.

When he was a kid, he liked watching cartoons on Sunday mornings. It was the few times he got to feel and act like an actual child. Quite a lot of them had scenes where the heroes would find themselves stuck in quicksand. They'd trash and wiggle and sink in deeper and deeper and deeper until eventually, they would find a way out.

He feels like his legs are stuck on quicksand right now. It takes everything in him to make them move. And life ain't no damn cartoon. No one's gonna come to rescue him anytime soon.

The light shines from inside the house, casting a golden glow to light up the dark. If he was just a little more poetic, Fez thinks he could find a metaphor in there somewhere. Compare it to the way she provides a light in his life. A beacon of … something. Hope or joy or love. Something. Everything.

Someone is moving around in what he assumes is the kitchen. He can only make out a silhouette and his heart sinks when he realizes there's a good chance it might be her mom or dad.

He's met them once. Well, he didn't really meet them. Not officially. He came to see (Y/N) during her lunch break and her dad was working the register at the diner when he came in. He was nice enough, then again he only knew Fez as a friend of hers. Not as a … boyfriend. He's not even sure if that's what he is. They haven't had that talk yet and he's way too terrified to fuck up to start that conversation any time soon.

In all fairness, he could just turn around. Leave and text and ask her to come around tomorrow or something. She likes hanging out at his place. Says his couch is comfortable as fuck. That's a direct quote.

Something inside him pulls him closer though. Today has been a shit day on all ends. Business has been going slow, he got in a fight with a supplier, Fay is leaving her shit all over the apartment like she owns the place and Ash has been nothing but a cranky little fuck the last few days.

He needs something good. Needs her to tell him that not everything is absolute bullshit. Sometimes all she has to do is smile. Sometimes she makes him calm down with just a touch. With the way, she says his name or her fingers stroking his short hair.

He needs to hear her voice because the ones in his head refuse to shut the fuck up.

His knuckles tap against the glass door leading from the back patio into the house. The knocks sound so loud, reverberating in his head like they could be heard all the way to the other end of the suburbs.

It's ridiculous, the way he feels. She likes him and has never given him a reason to doubt it.

But there's a nagging feeling in the back of his head, a stone lodged in his lower stomach, that tells him she's way too good for him. That he doesn't deserve her.

But sometimes, he thinks, sometimes you have to be selfish. So he'll try to shut his mind up and hold onto her as long as he can. As long as she'll have him.

A silhouette steps in front of the light and it takes his eyes a moment to adjust and make out any details about the person but when he does, it’s like for a second he can breathe again.

She’s backlit and draped in gold, like some kind of fucking Angel or something. He hates himself for being this god damn cheesy but fuck if it isn’t the truth.

“Hey,” she greets him as she opens the door and motions for him to come inside. It’s the first time he’s been to her place. The first time he’s really been to any girl’s place he’s been seeing. His other connections have never lasted long enough or they just weren’t serious enough. They were never enough.

She is so much more than enough.

Their dining room looks cozy, with decorative pillows on the white wooden chairs around the dining table. There’s a bunch of books and papers scattered on the tabletop but everything else looks nice and tidy.

Beautiful flowers in fancy glass vases, family pictures on the walls. It’s like a different world to the one he’s living in.

There are hardly any pictures of him as a child. There are some of Ash but that’s only because Fez made a conscious effort to change things. To give Ash something he never had. A childhood to look back on, however brief it might have been.

“Whatcha doin’ here? Didn’t expect you tonight.”

He really should’ve texted.

“I can go. ‘m sorry.“

“ No, babe. You’re always welcome here. Just come through the front door next time.”

To be welcome somewhere. Genuinely wanted. It’s still something he struggles to really grasp that feeling, that thought.

“Ya sure? Don’t know if your parents would like me just showing up in the middle of the night. Being your —“

Come on say it! Say it!

“ boyfriend ‘n all.”

His heart sinks to the very bottom of his stomach for a few heavy seconds. What if she doesn’t see it like that. What if this is just another fucking failure in the shit show that is his life.

“Fez, my dad has seen us kiss when you came to see me on my lunch break. I’m pretty sure he knows you’re my boyfriend. “

It just sounds so fucking good when she says it. Way better than it does in his own head. Way better than he could’ve imagined. Ash would laugh at him if he ever admits those thoughts, and rightfully so.

“Yeah?”

“Mmh. Talking about kissing.”

Her soft hands find that spot where his jaw meets his neck, she likes to do that, he realized a while ago. She likes to cradle his face when she kisses him. Hold him close and hold him tight. Maybe, he thinks, maybe he’s not the only one scared of losing this.

It tingles. In his fingers and his toes and all over really. Every time she kisses him it feels like tiny little fireworks keep exploding underneath his skin. She still smells like sugar and warmth. And home. She’s started to smell like home. Or maybe home became her, he’s not sure.

“Hi,” she whispers against his lips before pulling him into another one. Then another one. And another one. “I missed you.”

That makes a first. People don’t usually miss him. People tend to not even notice whether or not he’s there. As long as they don’t need his products they don’t need his company.

“You taste like pie,” he says before placing another soft peck on her lips. He’s seen a lot of addicts in his life, he’s fairly sure he might be addicted to kissing her.

“Yeah, I’m in the middle of baking.”

“Now?”

“Mmmh. Come try,” she exclaims and pulls him towards the kitchen where she motions for him to jump up on the counter.

There’s flour all over the place, eggshells, a package of chocolate chips, whipped cream, limes. Like an explosion contained to only her tiny kitchen.

“I’m just finishing up with my key lime pie but I’ve already made a French silk pie. You can take that home I think Ash will like it, it’s very chocolaty.”

Ash adores her, he’s never ever gonna admit it but Fez knows him well enough to see it. He thinks it’s mostly because he’s a teenage boy and she’s a pretty girl who brings him delicious food every time she comes around their place. Or maybe it’s because he brings out a different side in Fez. After all, she makes him happy.

It’s probably the food though.

“Thanks for thinking of him, sweets. Appreciate it.”

“Of course. He’s my little favorite.”

She throws him a cheeky grin as she keeps putting strips of dough on the pie in intricate patterns. Her pies are a work of art, he wishes she could see it. He wishes the whole world could see it. They’re made with so much love. Everything she does she does with so much love. Sometimes it’s scary. Mostly it’s wonderful.

“It’s 'cause you’re both into the same nerdy ass shit.”

“It’s not nerdy. I’ll have you know that a lot of our favorite graphic novels have been turned into tv shows and movies. You like the walking dead too, don’t you?”

Really he mostly likes hearing Ash and her get riled up about the changes they made and how much better the comics are. Pardon, graphic novels. They get so passionate about it and it usually ends up in a heap of laughter. He thinks that might be his favorite sound in the entire world.

“Sure. Maybe you should make the little shit help you bake a pie next time. “

“Oh, he’s helped me before. The other day when you were out doing business, Ash helped me make those strawberry tarts.”

A smile makes its way onto his face before Fez even realizes it’s there. Something about the domesticity of it all fills him with an unfamiliar sense of peace. Life feels — normal. Not their normal, other people’s normal. The socially accepted normal.

“You baking’ with my little bro but not me? That hurts, sweets.” He laughs and softly nudges her with his foot.

“Nah I get baked with you though,” she replies and sticks out her tongue in mock offense. “But if you want to, we can bake a pie together. What are your baking skills like on a scale from 1 - 10 would you say? Just so I know what I can trust you with.”

She lets out that cute little mischievous giggle that always makes his heart do a little jump. It’s ridiculous but he won’t give it up anytime soon.

“ ‘ion know,” Fez admits and shrugs his shoulders “don’t think I ever baked somethin’”.

“Really? Not even as a kid?”

He doesn’t talk a lot about his childhood, partially because he’s not sure ever really had a childhood. He’s told her the basics, not the gritty details though, she doesn’t need to know those. She’s sweet, always so sweet and understanding. At least she tries to be. But Fez thinks that for someone who grew up with loving parents, it’s not possible to ever fully grasp his situation, his trauma, and his scars.  She doesn’t have to relate. She kisses his scars and she holds his hand through the bad times. And that’s all that matters.

“Probably not. Don’t think I remember a time. Maybe it’s one of the skips though, who knows.”

“Skips?”

He self consciously rubs his hand across the scar on his head. He doesn’t really feel it usually, but sometimes, when the voices get loud and his heart feels heavy, it stings. It burns like fire, ripping open his skull to allow the flames to lick his skin.

She says his scars make him strong. It’s a reminder of what he’s been through, of what he survived.

He wonders if she’d say the same if the scars on his heart were visible.

“When I was a kid I got hit with a crowbar. Kinda fucked with my brain. There’s some things I ‘ont remember. Like if you took one of them old vinyl records and there’s a scratch in it. It just skips over a part of the song. Everything before and after is clear and shit but that little part is gone. Maybe somewhere in those skips, I baked or something. Doubt it though.”

When he looks up, he’s met with her big eyes looking right at him and sparkling with something he can’t place. It’s not pity, he knows pity. It’s something else.

“Why you looking at me like that for?”

“‘Cause I think you’re phenomenal. And I like looking at you, you’re a babe.”

“Alright. Keep it in ya pants. Hey, why are you baking in the middle of the night anyway?”

“No reason.”

She’s lying. Her voice is higher than usual when she says it. Her words are short and fast as if she wants to get it over with. He knows her by now though. When you do what he does, you learn to read people, to notice even the smallest details. To always keep an eye on everything and have control over a situation.

And when you’re in love with someone, that attention just doubles or triples.

Wait …

“You lying.”

“I’m not lying, I’m —“

“Sweets,” he says as he hops down from the counter and hugs her from behind. Just having her close, feeling her chest expand and deflate with her breath, smelling the scent of her shampoo, it all grounds him, makes a beautiful calm settle in his bones. “Wassup?”

Letting out a deep sigh she drops the intricate flower made of dough onto the pie before her hands take a hold of his as the rest on her stomach.

“I’m stressed. And when I’m stressed I bake.”

“What’s got you stressed?” He asks and places a soft kiss on her head. He wonders if people would think differently of him if they saw him like this, loving and gentle. If maybe they’d treat him nicer. See him as a person, not just a machine supplying them with stuff to fuel their addictions.

“I think I’m gonna fail one of my culinary classes. “

“What?”

She’s hands down the smartest person he knows and she loves baking. Hearing her doubt herself or her ability to pass her classes doesn’t make a lick of sense to him.

Slowly she turns around and faces him with sad eyes. He hates it. He hates seeing her sad. And while he can acknowledge the fact that she’s a human and she can’t always be happy, the tiny irrational part in him imagines a future where she is. Always happy. Always smiling.

“To get the diploma I have to take a class called culinary math and I’m fucking bad at math. It just doesn't make sense to me.”

“You need math for baking?”

“Pff yeah apparently. It’s a lot of bullshit if you ask me. We have to calculate volume and ratios and covert measurements. That’s not how I bake, Fez. I bake from the heart and from experience. But in order to pass the class, I need to get at least a 70% on this dumbass math exam. “

“Your pies are so fucking good, sweets. Don’t ever doubt yourself.”

“I know and I don’t. I’m just worried that I will fail and then what? I’ll have a Highschool diploma and a diner that I’ve gotten from my parents. Nothing I really worked hard for, ya know? It’ll be like my pies are all filling, no crust.”

He doesn’t know what to say, or maybe there is too much he wants to say. All he allows himself to do though, and maybe the best thing he can do at that moment, is pull her into his arms and hug her tight. He’s never been a particularly cuddly person, never one for unnecessary touching. But things are different with her. Everything is different with her. Holding her, hugging her, kissing her — it all feels so right. Like this is where they are supposed to be.

“You’re so big and warm,” she murmurs against his chest “like a bear. I love it.”

“You’re goofy, sweets,” Fez replies as he pulls away slightly, “show me!”

“Show you what?”

“The math stuff. Haven’t been to school in a while but I’m pretty good with numbers n shit like that.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Yeah, I know. Not doing it cause I have to. I want to. You’re my girl and if I can help you, I will. ‘s what good boyfriends do. Ain’t it?”

She does reply with words. She replies with kisses. So man sweet sweet kisses. And they all come with their own set of tiny tingly fireworks.

There’s a certain comforting beauty in the scene playing out in her kitchen.

In Fez, as he sits by the dining table, pen in hand and papers and book spread out before him. Eyebrows scrunched in concentration and a little smile pulling at his lips whenever he figures out the right result.

The smell of pie fills the room as (Y/N) hums a soft tune while wiping the kitchen clean from the flour and the eggs and all of the chaos that comes with her stress baking.

Maybe, Fez thinks, this could be something he can see in their future. She and him and Ash and maybe, maybe somewhere down the line it’s someone else’s homework he can help with. Someone who looks like her, mostly. A tiny bit like him.

But he scolds himself as soon as those thoughts flood his brain. Living a life like his, you can’t think that far ahead. Dreams are not meant for people like him.

And yet…

“Okay sweets, I gotcha. Come over here I’ll explain.”

When she sits down, she looks at him again with those beautiful eyes, and this time he thinks he knows what the twinkle is. It’s adoration. It’s — love.

“Did you teach yourself this — so you could teach me?

He shrugs as if it means nothing. As if it’s not the nicest thing anyone has done for her in a long time. “ ‘s not a big deal.”

By the way she looks at him and the passion in her kisses, he thinks it might be a bit of a big deal after all.

“Okay so then I just take it times 2 and get the correct amount, right?”

“That’s right, baby.”

“I got it?”

“You got it!”

“Hooooooly shit! I can’t believe it’s that easy. It wasn’t me being stupid. I just needed someone to teach me properly.”

Fez is sure if he could see himself now, he’d be met with a deep red blush dusting his cheeks.

“Told you you’re smart. Proud of you, sweets.”

“It doesn’t hurt that my teacher is a certified babe. How can I ever repay you?

Using his foot, Fez pulls her chair closer to him and takes her face in between his hands the way she likes to do to him. It’s a good feeling, he thinks, to hold half your world in your hands.

“Got a few ideas.”

Right before his lips descend on hers, a rumbling sound shakes them from their loved-up haze before sending them into a fit of laughter.

“Did my tummy growling just cock block us?”

“Yeah, ma. It did. You hungry?”

She shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly. “I’ve been baking for the last —“ her eyes travel towards the clock hanging in the kitchen “— 8 hours, holy shit. “

“Did you eat?”

“I might’ve possibly skipped dinner.”

“Alright, get up, let’s go. We’re getting something to eat.”

“It’s late, Fez. Or early however you wanna look at it.”

“Don’t matter, you’re my girl, let me feed you. “

“Yeah,” she says and smiles “I’m your girl.”

The sun rises above the horizon, coloring the world in vibrant shades of red and pink and orange. Like a scene from a movie or a dream.

But she’s right next to him, leaning against his shoulder as they sit on the front of his car. It’s not a dream and it’s not a movie. This is his life, holy shit.

He never thought he could be so content, just eating burgers, sitting on his car, and watching the sunrise. But maybe it’s not about the situation itself. Maybe it’s just her.

“Hey Fez,” she speaks up before placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Hmm?”

“I’m in love with you.”

There’s no quicksand now. No what-ifs. No doubts or fears. No pain and no sadness.

This isn’t a dream or a movie or a silly Sunday morning cartoon.

This is his life. This is his girl.

“Yeah I know, sweets. I’m in love with you too.”

[juminly]

I Got This (Mitsuya Takashi x F!Reader)

Tags: lots of praise, teasing, begging, light bondage, fingering, oral (f!receiving), pet names (princess, baby), soft!dom Mitsuya.

Inspired by Jay Park's "I Got This". –♥–

“Please… Mitsu.” You whined, your delicate wrists straining against the soft silks binding your arms over your head, spreading them apart and connecting to the headboard corners of your boyfriend’s bed. “Come on, baby…” Mitsuya’s warm breath fanned over your navel, his tongue dipping and swirling before his lips kissed the spot right above it. “You don’t have to beg.” He teased you, the sweetest lie laced with the most obvious truth. His voice was still as gentle as his touch was, driving you absolutely mad. Just like how his hands were prying your legs wide for him, brushing oh too softly on the flesh of your inner thighs, the light shivers spreading through your body was just the prelude to your doing. All part of your loving boyfriend’s plan. Naked. All for him. Just for him. Splayed like the beautiful star that you were. Eyes shining bright with tears of frustration and soon, he knew, a thin layer of sweat would glisten so beautifully on that body of yours that he adored (to tease) so damn much. He didn’t have to look at your core to know that you were wet as fuck, sweetness that he would lick up like the most precious nectar to exist. Your cute squirming was the biggest telltale and God, he loved seeing you so damn flustered for him. You had no choice. You were not getting out of this. “I want you, Mitsu. Please.” You begged, your voice strong and insistent, the pleading look on your face was the cherry on top for your boyfriend. It wasn’t that he loved to make you beg, but knowing how shy you usually were despite being a lustful little vixen. His vixen. He just wanted you to speak your mind and bare yourself and your desires to him. “You want me to do what, baby?” He licked a long strip from the corner of your jaw, down the column of your neck, relishing the way you inhaled shakily, trying to muster the strength to speak the words on your mind. “Touch me, Mitsu.” Your heart was beating so hard in your chest, you could feel it in your throat and even vibrating in your voice. “Make me feel good, please.” “Good girl.” He stretched himself up and over you with the grace of a feline, just to reach and give your lips a long kiss, the corner of his bright eyes crinkling at the sight of your shy smile, a result of the praise you were so weak for. “You know I’ll do that anyways, baby. You really think you have to ask?” “No...” You whined, biting your lip, eyes falling shut while you swallowed. As if doing that would help calm the desire flaring up inside of you. “My princess, you deserve only the best from me. And that’s all I’m gonna give you. Promise.” He whispered with a smirk against your lips, nipping your bottom lip playfully and sucking on your soft flesh, the whimper coming from you probably the most adorable sound he’s ever heard in his life.

“I just want you so fucking much. Mitsuya, please…” The subtlety of his possessiveness mixed in with his praise had you reeling, your hips coming off the bed as you wound your legs around his waist. “Don’t worry, princess.” He reassured you, his hands coming back to grasp your legs, unwinding them and spreading them apart once again. Lavender orbs locking you in place, gazing upon your breasts bouncing deliciously on your heaving chest as you waited for him to just fucking do something. “I got this. Just stay like this and don’t move, baby.” Giving in to temptation, he leaned down and captured one of your pert nipples in his mouth, his tongue lapping around your soft flesh while he sucking the sensitive peak repeatedly with diligent attention to the way your hips rutted into the small space of nothingness separating your bodies from one another. “Be a good princess and do as I say, babe.” He chastised you gently, his tone void of any command whatsoever. He didn’t need it because you knew he loved you and only wanted to give you the best he could, so you always listened. Your trust in him came a long way… but not as long as the path it took for Mitsuya’s fingers to trace their way to where you needed him the most. “Ahhhh, fuck me.” You mewled, your throbbing clit had been aching for a wisp of attention and Mitsuya was just the amazing boyfriend that he was. He wasn’t gonna ignore how needy you were for him. Hums of approval reverberated in his chest at how soaked you were, his deft fingers opened up your wet folds, drawing his index with uttermost precision on your hole first, then up towards your clit. “Fuck princess.” He breathed hot and raspily against your wet nipple before he began littering your skin with the softest of kisses as he traveled down your body, the warmth of his words on your skin had shivers running up and down your spine when he pushed his digit in knuckle-deep into your weeping hole. “You’re so fucking drenched for me.” Mitsuya was not surprised but he was delighted all the same, the knowledge of how you were always so willing and your body at the mercy of his worship. “Of course I am, Mitsu…” You bit your lip, your flushed cheeks a sight for sore eyes. How do you still get shy when he’s already been between your legs so many times before? He had no idea but he loved the way you squirmed all the same. “You’re such a good girl for me.” He murmured in reassurance, gliding his tongue from your navel, trailing down your lower stomach. He chuckled deeply against your shivering body, feeling the way your muscles contracted beneath his ministrations while he continued to pump his finger inside you, your wet hole clinging hard onto him. “Just fuck me with your mouth, Mitsu!” You cried out, body shaking while Mitsuya enjoyed simply crawling down your small form and enjoying the view of you being utterly soaked when you’ve barely even started. “Be patient, princess. I’m gonna do exactly that.” Being a man of action, he did just that. Imitating the same motions of his finger, he licked a long strip over your slit, the moans tumbling from your sweet lips just spurring him on further. “What a pretty greedy cunt you have, baby.” The tiny squeak that escaped you was a mix of embarrassment and pleasure, Mitsuya pushing another finger in you and scissoring them between your tightening walls while his lips kissed your sacred bundle of nerves, giving it all the love it deserves with a few flicks of his tongue at first before flattening the wet muscle with the pressure you’ve been moaning for. Since you’ve been this good for him so far, he was just gonna have to make sure to show you how good he could also be. –♥– Tagging my waifu @theweebrises

[yandere-sins]

I'm a Pagan and I agree with the other anons - there's nothing wrong with writing about gods. I personally might not like it but it isn't out of the ordinary even in the realm of the traditional practices of polytheism. Iirc it was Hinduism that had some priestesses have a more sexual relationship with the god they were devoted to? So like...yeah.

Uff, I let those asks steam in my askbox for a bit, sorry ‘bout that I actually got a little sick the last few days LOL

I think sexuality is very much woven into every culture/religion/etc. but I think the anon was most upset about making gods “evil” (??? I am assuming here) through applying yandere, which, newsflash, I still don’t care about and I don’t go to blogs and tell them to purify their gods either when the real stories of these gods are... questionable. Anyhow. Someone always gets offended, it’s not that big of a deal anymore. I just thought it was cool to meet actual practicing pagans! (And I admit I was in a bit of a mood over that hate anon especially.) I personally don’t have a good relationship with norse mythology due to trauma, but the greek gods will always be very dear to me (:

Anyhow, thank you guys for reaching out, it’s really okay now and thank you for reading the stuff you enjoy and are comfortable with ^^

I admittedly been reading just a fuckton of omegaverse books rn. No details as to why, but research. And I found this one called Pack Darling (Part 1) by Lola Rock which somewhere towards the last few chapters actually used the word yandere to to describe one character (he’s a bit feral ♥ I say that adoringly ♥). I do recommend getting both books (part 1 and 2) as a pack because the story will have a massive cliffhanger after book 1 and the story is worth reading and if you don’t have a kindle like I do (yet) it took almost 2 weeks to get the second book and that’s a timespan no one should endure.

If you like omegaverse otherwise, I also really liked Carnage Island by Lexi X. Foss (That author also has some more omegaverse books and I am dying to read them but they are all ebooks so I am waiting for my birthday to get a kindle hrhhrhrhr but they have a series of various standalones with the word Sector in them and those look mighty fine to me!!). Ask me again in a few months and I will have a lot more.

As for the vampire. Now, here’s the thing. For reasons I am not going into details for, I haven’t read any vampire ones... yet. See it as me keeping my pallet clean. I keep seeing the promotions on tiktok so I am just heavily influenced, hence my comment about vampires, but once I get around to actually read them, I’ll make a post with recommendations for you ♥

Something else to keep you busy till then:

Fated Mates of the Sea Sand Warlords by Ursa Dax

Honestly the best alien books out there and the series is 13 books long so far and not yet over and every one of them is more glorious than the last.

And my absolute favorite book with Naga:

Naga Brides Series by Naomi Lucas

All not what you asked for but they absolutely deserve a read, I am not lying.

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I posted 17,813 times in 2022

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

who’s ready for

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68 notes - Posted December 6, 2022

#4

Hi! Any recs for timkon, or kon centric fics? It only tends to be in the background/implied in batfam centric fics that i read, but i keep seeing you post about timkon and 🥺🥰 I’m catching feelings about it

i’ll be real... im glad u asked bc i read So much timkon ♥ sorting by kudos for timkon is hard bc yeah... its so often background..... kon deserves better!!!!!! so here are some stories u should definitely read, by some lovely authors whose works i am absolutely normal about:

- everything by @batfam-chaos​ especially this one. kon is injured and tim panics my beloved... their stuff is *chefs kiss*

- everything by @lemontongues​ especially this one! slowburn in kansas.... their 2021 whumptober is very kon-centric as well!

- everything by @mindshelter​, this one in particular makes me CRAAAZY

- composed of us by @starlikeknight​ which so far is tim centric BUT itll be eventual timkon and its already amazing so you know the timkon will be too

here are some others i like, found in my bookmarks:

- Gonna Be A Better One (A Thousand Miles To Your Door) by Traincat

- Leap, Fall, Fly by malcyon

- A Night In by Musafir

- Three Little Words by timkons

- please don't live in fear by murmurare

- time flies by by Laroyena

- shenanigans’ timkon my beloved

sadly, i read less kon-centric fic simply cause i am so obsessed with tim my little guy, my poor little meow meow, but again there is good stuff out there. u may have to search excluding timkon on ao3. REGARDLESS,

this is everything i can find off the top of my head, really. trust me theres so much more out there i adore (like the pretending to be a gold digger wip, or the catfishing fic, or the hannah montana-style identity shenanigans fic, or this one astolat fic, or the one where dick picks up kon as a cop and tim on the phone asks if he’s cute, or any of the countless other stories out there) so definitely go and have a search!! yeehaw!!!!! hope that helps!

96 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#3

omg omg i just BLEW through your dc fics (showstopping. incredible. magnificent) and AH TIM and was wondering do you have any Tim-centric fic recs? with that GOOD angst? no pressure or anything, thanks for all your hard work 💕💕💕💕💕

omg anon 😳😳😳😳 thank you im so glad to hear it <3

also FYCK YES IM HERE TO GIVE OUT ANGSTY TIM FICS. first and foremost u should probably jsut go thru my entire bookmark tag with tim drake but i will pick and choose the best for u here, i hopeu enjoy.

also fair warning all these may include, to some degree, violence, torture, child abuse, implied or referenced non con, etc, due to the fact these are very angsty and filled with hurt and comfort and lots of whump, so pls read the tags!

A Meditation on Railroading by eggmacguffin

this one is the best. i love it. @eggmacguffin blew it out of the PARK with this once ive reread it an absurd amount of times. tim's dad leaves him in atlanta so he makes his own way home, runs into jason, and shit happens. also, read ALL their other tim fic ok. u wont regret.

buried birds by envysparkler

have i told you to read everything by envysparkler? read everything by envysparkler. her shit is the BEST. buried birds is one of my faves, as tim is buried alive in a coffin and jason rescues him. luv it

Grilled Cheese by crumpetz

hooooooo 8k of pure tear inducing deliciousness. i reread this constantly for the catharsis. makes me cry everytime. cw for graphic injury

Echoes of You by SilverSkiesAtMidnight

wherein tim dies, is resurrected, and jason is the one to find him fresh out the grave. trauma times two electric boogaloo! check out their current wip and recent works as well!

best laid plans by Valkirin

ra's steals tim away at the same time as jason, freshly unearthed from his grave. Shit Happens. LOVE valkirin’s stuff

The Return by lurkinglurkerwholurks

essential reading. what happens after batman's brought back out of time. read all their other tim fic if u havent yet

It's Not That Funny by Ionaperidot

tim becomes joker junior! uh oh! tim's brain is scrambled by the joker and ra's and he and jason maybe become serial killers and highly codependant but they slowly heal and rejoin the family. so good. cw for graphc violence and so much more, check the tags

On the Way Home by ignesfatuis

little wolf shifter tim is kidnapped, then rescued, and stays with the waynes to heal while he cant shift back. chicken soup for the soul

Fussing Over Scars by maychorian

platonic soulmate au! i cried. check out all of maychorians stuff for more tim angst!!

Dangerous and Noble Things by destiny919    

tim is kidnapped by ra’s, and four years later the bats rescue him, and whaddaya know! he comes with a sister <3 love it. they have a bunch of other tim fic too!

more behind the cut!!

now theres a ghost in the back of this room by CosmoKid

tim helps an abused kid and comes to some Revelations of his own

whumptober 2021 by CosmoKid

just read all of it. chefs kiss. cosmokid has a lot of angsty tim fics and u should read them all

Bristol Kids by Anonymous

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109 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

#2

reminded seeing the collection of the batfam fic survey i voted in (which is fun and exciting, ill be checking some of those out later!!!!!) of some of the batshit collections people have requested my works be added to.

straight up some of you need to just use the bookmark function because it is beyond offensive to have your fic added to a collection titled “dumb bullshit to satiate my escapism”. like, really? obviously i rejected that one, and ive rejected a few others just because. that’s not what collections are for.

do people forget collections are public? do people forget that you see a list of collections a work is in directly under the tags? i’m honoured to accept my works into collections titled “fics i love”; “fics i’ll reread until the end of time”; “fics with good stephanie characterisation”—these are compliments, and things like “robin vs red hood” collect specific tropes and AUs together that ao3 may not have the tags for yet. they serve a function

i dunno, i think collection use has got a bit out of hand. im complaining on main because this keeps happening and at one extreme it’s offensive (dumb bullshit??) and at the other extreme there already exists a function for tracking it (“fics i have read”?)

respectfully, i think some people may benefit from bookmarks and bookmark tags. for one, you can tag nigh limitlessly, and search them on your bookmarks page using both the tags and the notes. also, most importantly, you can make them private. want to leave a note for yourself as to why you didn’t fully enjoy a fic? remind yourself of something that triggered you? want to simply keep track of a fic you didn’t enjoy as much as others? private bookmark, and the author never has to know.

this is a little bit of a rant but when i have rejected my works being added to collections multiple times it adds up, lol.

202 notes - Posted September 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

since i cannot find the masterpost i initially used to obtain all these extensions initially, here’s a list of privacy extensions i use in conjunction with firefox! i’ve included a link to each of them which is very easy if you use firefox. pls use firefox. brave is also good for privacy. there are others out there so do your research, and again, please for the love of god, switch from chrome if you can xx

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Bypass Paywalls Clean - bypasses paywalls. v helpful. this one isn’t verified by firefox however

Decentraleyes - this helps to prevent websites from tracking you and blocks requests

Don’t track me google - stops google from lengthening urls theycan track you with. godsend

DuckDuckGo Privacy Essentials - blocks tracking, enables https where possible, overall a good and helpful extension

Facebook Container - isolates facebook in its own container so its much harder for them to track you. always a bonus

HTTPS Everywhere - does what it says!

Privacy Badger - blocks trackers, similar to some of the others listed. can never have too many

Shinigami eyes - if you dont have this enabled wyd? marks trans friendly accounts as green and transphobic ones as red, or other colours based on your preference. makes blocking very quick and easy! not verified by firefox, but just as essential as the rest

uBlock Origin - basically an ad blocker, the best of the bunch; also prevents a lot of tracking and coin miners too

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if you have any privacy extensions you use or find useful, feel free to reblog with your own suggestions!

248 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

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[biaswreckingfics]

congratulations on 2k britt!!!!! could i request a victon seungsik x reader drabble re: his recent leather jacket photos because LORDT. anyways congrats again you deserve it all and then some!!! ♥

Thank you, Chrissy 🥺🥺❤❤ I hope you enjoy this bc I took one look at those pictures and this is exactly where my mind went lol

Seungsik + slight angst/fluff

The rain patters lightly around you, splashing off of the concrete your feet pound against and also dropping onto your exposed skin. You ignore the water droplets that hit your face as you dodge around people with giant umbrellas and others caught in the storm with you. Though, unlike the others who are running to avoid the rain, you run for a different reason.

You run to tell the man you love not to leave.

Seungsik - your best friend and the man in question - told you days ago about his new job offer. While you were ecstatic for him, it was like the rug was pulled out from underneath you when he told you the job was on the other side of the country. At that moment, he might as well have told you he was going to the other side of the world. The sadness and heartbreak you felt was more than just losing a best friend. It was like losing a lover, and it was in that moment that you couldn't deny your feelings any longer. You were absolutely in love with him.

His silence on the phone after he told you he was leaving made you feel like he was giving you an opening. An opportunity to ask him to stay, to confess your feelings, and, maybe it was all in your head, but you couldn't miss that chance. You had to tell him how you felt before he left. You couldn't let him go without knowing, which is why you're running through a storm trying to get to the café where he is going to tell you goodbye.

Throwing your last bit of energy into your body, the warm lights reflecting out of the café windows come into view. Suddenly, you're no longer focused on the rain. Not when he's just steps away from you.

A couple hurriedly exits the café, making a dash for a nearby taxi, and you grab the door before it can shut on you. You come to a stop once you enter the warm building, garnering a few curious looks at your drenched appearance, but you pay the other patrons no mind. There's only one set of eyes you're searching for.

Surprised by your appearance, Seungsik stands up from the small table with a look of concern on his face. Your feet are moving before your brain realizes it, and you soon come to a stop in front of him. Your eyes take in his brown parted hair, the black leather jacket that you know is butter soft, and his worried eyes as he takes in your dripping figure. He opens his mouth to say something, but you beat him to it.

"I'm in love with you."

His eyes widen, and in any other circumstance you'd laugh at the comical expression, but now isn't the time.

"What are -"

"I'm in love with every single piece of you. Your flaws, your perfections, and everything in between. The thought of being without you makes me feel like I can't breathe, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, either stay here or take me with you."

Your words are wild and thrown out of the blue. Seungsik searches your face to make sure this is really happening, and when he sees your earnest expression, he realizes you're being sincere.

"I love you, Seungsik."

That's all it takes for him to step toward you. His hands come up to cup your face and his lips crash into yours with a fierceness. Your hands find their way into his jacket and fist the soft leather as you pull him even closer to you, but too soon, he pulls away.

He rests his forehead against yours and searches your eyes one last time before whispering, "Come with me."

[yichens]

BL Tag Game

thank you for tagging me my beloved mor @liyazaki ♥ i did this once with my friend kiddo bc we like to do these tag games privately amongst ourselves but nice to finally do this “properly” ^^ also taking some of your newly phrased questions and possibly making some of my own~

look at the original list of questions on mor’s post bc am too lazy to include them  

tagging: @namchyoon​ @talaypuens​ @snimeat​ @icouldhyperfixatehim​ @hils79​ @nongnaos​ @basvpr​ @machikeita​ no pressure as always and if you’ve already done this recently, link me!

placing under a cut bc there are sooo many gifs, am sorry!

current favorite bl character and why let’s make it known that there will never ever be a character like pran for me but bc bad buddy, sadly enough, isn’t airing anymore and is now kind of gone (oh we wish, the brainrot never leaves), i decided to take someone else. and that must be fah from sky in your heart. i was absolutely enamored by him from the moment i first saw him in star in my mind until the last second of the star and sky special ep. he is my man, my bean, my blorbo. i wish there had been more time and space for him to get explored more as a character bc i feel like mek poured everything he had in him into acting as fah but this is all i got and i need to survive. so all i can say is that i am happy to know that he is now learning about love and how it can belong into his life even if he does what he feels is his calling ♥ 

mek jirakit the man that you are... dreamy sigh 

one character from a bl you wanted to punt in to the stratosphere was trying very hard to think about the bls i’ve watched lately and pick someone from there but have to say that it takes a lot to annoy me these days, outside of the character being just one of the bad guys in the drama. but i do want to mention sing from triage who i wish would’ve gotten over his petulancy to talk about his own feelings for gap and would’ve made it known since the beginning that he actually cared. and theother one would be in from my dear loser: edge of 17/our skyy who i do find kind of funny to watch but who deserved a beating for being one of those guys who refuses to be called gay and then hurts the person they care about. i dunno if he’s been redeemed but my guy, grow a spine. sun deserves way better if you don’t. 

what we should’ve gotten more bc i knew sing was a damn softie 

boy is having not so straight realizations about himself and i am cackling in the corner, serves you right you moron

best music moment from a bl i’ve truly been appreciating some of the music in bls lately, probably bc the music has gotten better in general. once upon a time bls didn’t care about their title songs or anything at all. everything sounded the damn same and i never got attached to any of it. bad buddy changed me and not me was a whole chapter of its own (hoping more bls would take such amazing liberties with the bg music). currently am obsessed with vice versa’s title song. but the best music moment lately has been the eclipse’s title song in the official trailer which somehow resembles the song safe and sound by clngr they used in the first trailer (i am very emotionally attached to this ok, am sorry). i have somewhat high hopes for that show’s soundtrack ngl :’D 

the kiss in the first trailer still gives me chills like. damn. this show is going to wreck my whole ass, i feel it

the mv for this is so stunning?? i love the song and the vibes so much 

a bl you'd like to see adapted into a musical this question is inspired by the fact that ohmnanon’s fanmeeting felt like bad buddy the musical. it was so cool. 10/10 would do that again. but then it had me thinking that dang some of the bls could really work as hsm type of musicals. my first picks after bad buddy would be the shipper (imagine the chaos?? the stuff they could do with the body swapping! the costumes for the angels!! give it to me) and enchanté (they could do a whole ass love songs montage and i would be over the moon. also the pining happening through songs!! am shaking screaming weeping on the floor). 

what legendary hsm song is this, i’d say can i have this dance (imagine akktheo slow dancing... maybe at their wedding sob)

a scene from a bl that always makes you laugh wow i feel like i just suddenly forgot what i’ve laughed at ever in my life other than the worst puns known to a man. but if i think back on some of the first bls i ever watched, i gotta say that in together with me, which i will forever think of fondly mind you, i will always laugh at the scene when in one of the first eps knock’s gf comes to visit his home and knock is trying to be a good bf and takes her around the market and bc he gets distracted by a phone call, he ends up grabbing korn’s hand instead of hers. his face is just so good when he walks hand in hand with who he thinks is his gf and then suddenly stands face to face with her and you can see the wheels turning inside his head while he tries to understand how it’s possible :’D 

(tried finding a gif of this but ppl have only focused on the sexy times so no luck lol)

biggest bl disappointment i try my best to get into bls without any expectations (and we ignore vice versa in this ok, that one is a black sheep and i don’t even understand why). but if i think about actual disappointments - and now i don’t mean shows i thought were actually just bad and scarred me for life - i gotta say he’s coming to me. i still remember when i got into it bc i was curious about the plot and was happy to see ohm in another bl (i did watch make it right ages ago and liked him in it). i was feeling strange about singto since the beginning but thought it wouldn’t bother me too much. but the fact is that it was very hard to see any chemistry between the two. there was just... something about them that never sat right with me. otherwise the series is amazing. it’s just sad that the main couple lacking that spark leaves it kind of plain :/ idk why the casting choices were like this at the time but obviously they were struggling to find a guy who could play a character coming from another timeline (not to have the ohmnanon goggles on but wish we had had nanon in 55:15 back then).

god i’ve really forgotten how Young ohm is in this?? like that is a literal baby, barely out of braces 

two random bl characters who would be besties oh dang, now that i started thinking about it, i kind of want to say talay form vice versa and sangwoo from semantic error. i spontaneusly binged semantic error the other day and i loved it a lot. sangwoo operating like a computer was very amusing to me and i feel like talay would click with him with his color theory brain. they could both whine about how nonsensical love is and how they absolutely do not need it while having adoring bfs at home haha. but i also feel like they both would understand how scary it is to fall in love in that type of situation and how hard it can be to let go of your heart, to allow it to feel. 

my beloved!! you will know love like nobody else, i swear

another beloved. just a tiny baby. fits inside my pocket. would probably swat at me and then hiss

the bl that got you into bl and would you make other ppl watch it now the bl that got me into bl or just the first bl i ever watched was this 2016 series grey rainbow. it’s a very short but angsty one and i cried my eyes out. dunno why i wanted to start with something like this but it’s probably good i did. at least i didn’t start with some high school nonsense straight away and instead eased my way into it. then, would i make other ppl watch it today? absolutely. am so happy kiddo watched this and liked it. i am very fond of this one even if i can barely remember anything else but my own heartbreak. 

best wardrobe moment/or character wardrobe from a bl i could mention everyone in not me but that feels like too much of a cliché. i could also mention pat and pran but i don’t truly dress like that myself. so i will once again settle on the absolute fashion icon that is khai in theory of love. he has the exact style i wish i could have for myself. i adore him so much. honorary mentions go to vegas and tay from kinnporsche the series bc i love them and i really wanna steal tay’s gender ♥

the epitome of if evil why sexy

he is so beautiful i want to eat my own arm

thank you if you read this far! sorry i went very off road with many of these. have a wonderful day everyone! ♥

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Okay, I'mma ask... Edgeberry (my beloved ♥) with the prompt exes! In which Edge and Blue used to date but broke up (up to you as to why). Only if you're still accepting those, of course!! ♥♥♥ (I might come up with a few more if you want!)

((Bro, I started this list within the ask rather than a word document, hoping that would solve the formatting issues I've been having and now it's not letting me add anything without the bullet lmao... ))

EDGEBERRY Angst with a happy ending!

These are going from headcanons to drabbles real quick... I need to reign that in or I'm never going to get these done haha. Still, this was fun. :)

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They broke up two years ago and for two years they had not seen each other.

The whole reason for the break up was Edge's inability to soften his heart.

As much and as deeply as he loved Blue, the relationship was one-sided in most aspects.

Edge wants control. Wants Blue to be soft with him and only him.

But not too soft!!

They are both incredibly loyal. Neither would cheat or even think about it, no matter who they were dating.

Blue is a very tactile, caring person and he desperately loves to show it. He's deeply loving.

Edge just couldn't let him in, in that way. His heart is far too guarded. Even kisses and softness have a limit because Edge believes that not only does he not deserve such kindness but....

Accepting it would make him weak. Reciprocating would make him desperate. Pathetic.

In the end, Blue broke up with him. He needs more softness in his life. The harsh reality of Edge's life was too much for him and Edge refused therapy. Was repulsed by the concept of compromise.

Red can't understand how Blue could end things, when Edge and Blue's relationship had been so good otherwise. Similar interests (cooking and fitness and cats and walks on quiet forest paths), similar passion, similar energies, and an intense love for each other.

Despite how cordial their relationship had been, Red turns venomous when Blue breaks up with his brother.

Red hates seeing how much pain Edge is in and yes, he is in immense pain, even if he struggles showing it. And having similar trauma as Edge, he has problems processing all emotions, good and bad, into coherent thoughts and words.

All in all, things ended poorly, despite Blue's best attempts at keeping things calm.

In the two years since then, they hadn't spoken once. Blue blocked both the brothers on everything.

It had felt like his life had ended and he was forced to start completely over.

His tired oaf of a brother was little help with his, as he was bad with words and words of love were exactly what Blue had needed in that moment.

Despite sort of berating Edge for refusing to get therapy... Blue refuses to get therapy. He discovers that it's easier to pretend it doesn't effect him, how much his soul aches...

How much he regrets the break up and knows he can never go back.

He is absolutely certain Red would kill him for trying. Or at least tell his brother to run. To not bother trusting Blue ever again.

So Blue just avoids them at all costs and chokes down his depression with fake smiles and over working himself.

Despite all of this, a little over two years after their break up, Blue runs into the brothers on the sidewalk of a random city street. The busy roads seem to melt away and all Blue feels is a painful emptiness.

Blue noticed Red first, before Edge turns the street corner into view. They make eye contact and Red, awkward as ever, pulls his hood closer around his face and stares at the ground as he is quick to walk by.

If he notices his brother isn't following him, he doesn't show it. Continuing to walk on despite lacking the towering Edge stomping behind him.

When Blue turns back around his soul sinks in his chest. Edge isn't running past him or cursing him or throwing any heart-wrenching insults at him. He's just staring him down.

Blue finds it hard to breathe, staring up at the man who cheekbones he would pepper with kisses while he slept, because he couldn't do it any other time. The man who he would spend hours admiring from the sidelines at his work, or as they worked out, or did anything together. Edge was so incredibly talented at so many things and Blue had been so proud-

Until he fucked it all up.

Because he wanted the perfect relationship.

And now he had none. Because he felt unworthy of another persons trust and....

He couldn't fool himself, there was only one person he could be happy with.

A person who stood still as a mountain in front of him.

Despite the sharpness of his face, Blue could read his expressions perfectly still. Edge was sad.

It made Blue want to cry - but historically, Edge would only see crying as an attempt at manipulating him and always completely disingenuous.

It made Blue want to fall to his knees and beg for him to come back, that he'd do anything and be any sort of person if he would just... come back....

But Edge wasn't fond of begging either and Blue was sure if he begged, the emotions he had been swallowing for the past two years would flood his bones - his soul - and he'd end up sobbing and unable to speak anyway.

As he's sitting contemplating all the things he wants to do, but cannot, Edge sighs a large sigh and looks away from Blue to the path that Red had taken behind Blue.

Blue is certain that Red hadn't stopped, or he would have been hurling insults and demanding that his brother follow him, by now.

For one scary second, Blue thinks that Edge is just going to walk on by him, as though his soul isn't bleeding between them.

Edge speaks up, voice softer than Blue had ever heard it with a simple 'I'm in therapy now.'

Blue is shocked out of his stupor and can't stop himself from lurching forward into Edge's arms. He wraps himself around Edge's large ribcage and buries himself into the front of his scarf as he softly cried.

Edge slowly puts his arms around Blue, then squeezes him tight, so tight that Blue almost can't breathe again, but neither of them are willing to break away.

Blue looks up at him, watery eyes and all and realizes that Edge has a small tear of his own that has already made its way to his chin.

Suddenly, Blue feels very childish for grabbing at Edge, but now he couldn't let go if he wanted to. "I still love you. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry......"

Edge's breathing hitches and he sounds shocked when he replies again "Is this... do you want... Can we try again? I swear I can be better... I've worked hard on myself, with the hope of bringing you back... is this... I can do whatever..."

Blue stops him from rambling by unwrapping his arms and pulling Edge down by his scarf into a kiss, which is returned with such vigor that Blue's soul feels as though it wants to burst out of his chest.

When they're done Blue feels like he's in a daze, elated but terrified of his own feelings... Could this be real and even if it was, could they possibly make it work again?

Edge just seems elated, holding tight to Blue, afraid to let him go again.

Edge begins to ramble about dates and plans for their future, about how he understands that they are starting from scratch and he's willing to put in the work to be a better lover, though it still may take time and -....

Blue stops listening, is overwhelmed with everything. He trusts Edge. Knew from the beginning of their very first date, many moons ago, that Edge would never hurt him. He just needed to be careful not to hurt himself again...

If Edge was willing to finally change for him.... perhaps they really could work out and the past two years of wishing he wasn't so incredibly selfish and stupid might just wash away with this outpour of love.

[bluemoondust]

Just found your writing and it's so good omggg ;u; If you have requests open, would you be willing to write some yandere!Zenitsu getting lovestruck by reader whilst on his travels, kidnapping them and trying to get them to marry him? I'm good with saucy or even dark themes, I just need more of the spaghetti boy in my life, pretty please! <3

✧Lovestruck — Agatsuma Zenitsu✧

♥(✿ฺ´∀`✿ฺ)ﾉ Thank you for the compliments! I'm glad you enjoy my writing. And yes, I'm absolutely willing to write for Zenitsu; he definitely deserves all the love. He's my favorite of the trio.

Note: Zenitsu is obviously aged up.

Warning(s): Obsessive Behavior, Borderline Devotion, Kidnapping, Forced Marriage, Delusional Behavior, Unhealthy Mindset

Zenitsu has always deemed himself unworthy of becoming a demon slayer, yet he still persists towards the road of that title. All he wants is to feel loved, appreciated, and warmth when he needs it the most. The world is definitely scary and he's honestly surprised that he's made it this far when he's so... Average. Dull in comparison. Could he even amount to being a demon slayer in comparison to others like who are braver and much stronger than him? How was he supposed to stand beside them when he is just a coward who could never hold a candle to them?

Even so, he keeps going. He keeps going along the path he set off on in the first place. All he can think of, besides surviving, is what purpose could he possibly uphold. That is, until he met you. It was a meeting that happened by chance and certainly one that Zenitsu did not see coming. Of course, that's how life was after all. But instead of it turning out to be for the worst, it was possibly the best he could ever ask for. You were a kind soul; that was the first thing he took notice of when you aided them during an encounter with a demon. Not only that, but you were simply... Breathtaking and amazing.

He was stunned to say the least and you gently shook him to see if he was alright. You probably thought he froze in shock from the attack, but that wasn't the case. After the matter was resolved, Zenitsu was insistent on you traveling with him. He just couldn't let such a wonderful person like you leave, only to never encounter you ever again. He had to keep you around. He practically trembles in happiness when you agreed, finding his eagerness to be cute. Besides, it's better to travel with others than alone, right?

Zenitsu wants to know everything about you. Nothing you talk about loses his interest as he takes in every word you spill to him. The more you around him, the more he clings to you. Showing no sign of pushing him away just digs a deeper hole for you, darling. But how can you say no to that face? It would be like kicking a poor little puppy should you reject any of Zenitsu's offers or requests to come along with you. It should be done so you'd get used to it once the two of you are together.

To make matters worse, if you're the type to express praise and compliment, you've got him hooked. This will only cause Zenitsu to work so much for your sweet words as he eats them up. He loves the look you give him when you swat away those negative comments towards himself. He feels like he's the center of your attention. That no one else matters but him. It honestly makes him want to cry with joy. So, you have his complete devotion towards you. He'd do anything just for you to praise him for doing so good.

The only reason he'd kidnap his darling is when there's so much in the way. You see, Zenitsu has grown so attached to you that he will take your side no matter what. He'll even let himself get hurt if it means you'll be safe. What it means that there is so much in the way is that there are either too many who would try to take you or the dangers are growing too much for his heart to handle. The former would be more likely. Zenitsu is the type of yandere to get delusional and more so as time goes on. Which means at this point, he already believes you two are meant to be. It gets concerning.

"I... Noticed you weren't talking to me. Did I do something wrong? I can't stand the idea of upsetting you." Hurt isn't even the right word to express how he felt when he took note that you were avoiding him. He's sure that you don't mean to. You're just... Busy. Yeah, busy. He makes excuses for you. Eventually you do confront Zenitsu on his behavior and even try to help him. You believe he's too reliant on you for validation.

That... Absolutely does not sit well with him. At all. "What do you mean? My actions are only because I love you! Can't you see? I would do anything for you! I'm even doing better in training just to make you proud!" His words are suddenly getting more erratic and frenzied. Zenitsu suddenly questions if anyone put those thoughts in your head and the possibility of you trying to leave him. No. You can't go. You're everything to him. He suddenly has his hands on your shoulders, begging you to stay.

Soon, everything just goes black for you. It astonishes you once you awaken in a secluded area. Did Zenitsu just knock you out? It becomes clear as you feel the slight pain on the crook of your neck. His hands were on your shoulders, shaking you. There was an opening. You soon realize your situation now as Zenitsu approaches you, apologizing for what he had done. But... You'll forgive him right? Of course.

Marriage suddenly comes to conversation, or what else you'd like to call your questioning him and his pleading of this being for the best. It takes you by surprise, then you try to gently inform him that marriage was too big of a step for you two. This only breaks Zenitsu's heart. What were you saying? You're not making sense. Again he'll make excuses for your answers, disregarding your true words. It's fine. Everything will be fine. You just need some time. Some time to adjust to your— well, your and his new life.

It's okay darling. You don't have to agree to his proposal now. Marriage is a big step, but it won't be so once you two get accustomed to the life you will have until the day death will do you part. You will accept once you see how much of a wonderful husband he can be. Don't worry, he will do his absolute best to show you that everything will be okay. Are you proud of him?

[thecardigangirl]

Tolkien Tag 2022

I'm here yet another year for a new wonderful Tolkien Blog Party at The Edge of the Precipice. It is the tenth anniversary of this blog event, which promises to be magnificent and isn't disappointing so far so here I am giving my answers to the tag questions once again. This year they are taken from questions of previous years.

1. Who first introduced you to Middle Earth?

Well, it was technically a substitute teacher I had in eighth grade who, at the suggestion of a couple of classmates chose The Hobbit as our reading for our first term ten years ago, partly because the first film in The Hobbit trilogy, An Unexpected Journey, was going to be released shortly. This was what got me to read The Hobbit for the first time, I remember I enjoyed it a lot (and was surprised to see Gollum was in it too, I used to think he only appeared in The Lord of the Rings though I had briefly seen him in a trailer for An Unexpected Journey earlier that very summer when I went to watch Pixar's Brave to theaters) but it didn't really get me into Middle-earth in a strong way. I liked it, did well in the exam and that was all. So I guess the ones who really got me into Middle-earth were my brother and my sister's boyfriend. I first watched An Unexpected Journey at the latter's house with my sister and some of their friends, it was an amazing experience I will never forget. Shortly afterwards, I watched the rest of The Hobbit trilogy and The Lord of the Rings trilogy with my brother, I absolutely loved the movies and my obsession with Middle-earth began.

2. Has your love of Middle-earth affected your life?

Very much so. For one, it has me participating in this blog party and celebrating Tolkien every year, which is an absolute delight. Pretty much everyone who knows me knows I love Tolkien and his works and since most of them don't know anyone else who loves it this much, I have sort of become an authority when it comes to him even though I'm not an expert by any means. My end of degree project for my English Studies degree was about The Hobbit, particularly about how much it has in common with the Bildungsroman. I knew from the beginning I wanted my project to be about one of Tolkien's works. I would've preferred The Lord of the Rings but it was harder to make it about the Bildungsroman if I chose it as the pattern is less evident than in The Hobbit and I couldn't choose another aspect of the novel to analyze that would fit the scope of the project. Not sure this counts too but my love for Middle-earth has also got me to get some related merch, I have a Sting keychain given to me by my siblings as a gift I'm very proud of. It might have affected my life in more ways but these are the ones I can think of now. I wish I had the time to reread The Lord of the Rings and rewatch the films every year as some fans do.

3. Have you ever dressed up like a Tolkien character?

No but I've wanted to dress like a hobbit lady for about as long as I've been part of the fandom. Now I think maybe an elven cosplay would suit me a bit better since my siblings say I look more like an elf (though I love hobbits better). A Galadriel cosplay would be amazing. ♥

4. What people in your real life would you want in your company if you had to take the ring to Mordor?

I remember this question from earlier. Definitely my siblings (what would I do without them?), my cousins and my best online friends.

5. What Middle-earth location would you most like to visit? 

This one looks familiar too. The Shire!!! I've wanted to visit it ever since I first laid eyes on it! It's just so gorgeous. 😍 I love other locations well enough too (like Rivendell) but nothing beats the beautiful Shire for me.

6. Are there any secondary characters you think deserve more attention? 

Lord Celeborn please! I have always found him to be a great character but he won't get any attention at all. I mean, he is Galadriel's husband for a reason and I wish we got to see more of their relationship and his personality. Éomer's wife, Lothíriel of Dol Amroth, comes to mind too, I wish we got to know more about her. Oh and I can't forget my darlings Estella Bolger and Diamond of Long Cleeve. And Pippin's sisters! I want to know what each of them are like. And Sam's children! We only really know a tiny bit about Elanor and that's all. It makes sense since she's the eldest and their lives and personalities are not important to the plot but still!

7. Would you rather attend Faramir's wedding or Samwise's wedding?

Both really, but if I have to choose, I'd rather attend Samwise's! I love hobbit weddings, they suit my style the most.

8. How many books by J.R.R. Tolkien have you read? 

The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, The Silmarillion and The Father Christmas Letters. Looking forward to adding more to the list.

9. Are there any books about Middle-earth or Professor Tolkien (but not written by him) that you recommend? 

The Complete Guide to Middle-earth by Robert Foster is amazing. I didn't read it in full but it's a very complete and useful glossary of Middle-earth terms. I haven't read this one but it looks promising: Tolkien's Ordinary Virtues: Exploring the Spiritual Themes of the Lord of the Rings by Mark Eddy Smith.

Oh and I used Bilbo's Journey: Discovering the Hidden Meaning in The Hobbit by Joseph Pierce as reference for my project though I didn't read all of it. I'm looking forward to it as well as to reading his companion book about The Lord of the Rings: Frodo's Journey: Discover the Hidden Meaning of The Lord of the Rings.

10. List up to ten of your favorite lines/quotations from the Middle-earth books and/or movies.

I have quoted it before in my answers to these questions but here's my favorite quote from the movies and one of the main reasons why I could never hate The Hobbit trilogy as some fans do:

“Mithrandir, why the halfling?”

“I don’t know. Saruman believes that it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I found. I found that it is the small things, everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keeps the darkness at bay… Small acts of kindness and love. Why Bilbo Baggins? Perhaps it is because I am afraid and he gives me courage”.

Other favorites from The Hobbit trilogy include:

"In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit, not a nasty dirty wet hole full of worms and oozy smells. This was a hobbit hole and that means good food, a warm hearth and all the comforts of home".

"He doesn’t approve of being late. Not that I ever was, in those days I was always on time, I was entirely respectable and nothing unexpected ever happened".

My favorites from The Lord of the Rings trilogy:

"I wonder if we’ll ever be put into songs or tales. What? I wonder if people’ll ever say “Let’s hear about Frodo and the Ring”, and they’ll say, “Yes, it’s one of my favourite stories. Frodo was really courageous, wasn’t he, dad?” “Yes, my boy, the most famousest of hobbits and that’s saying a lot“. You left out one of the chief characters, Samwise the Brave, I want to hear more about Sam. Frodo wouldn’t have got far without Sam. Now, Mr. Frodo, you shouldn’t make fun, I was being serious. So was I. Samwise the Brave".

"It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered, full of darkness and danger they were and sometimes you didn’t want to know the end, because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow, even darkness must pass. A new day will come and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those are the stories that stayed with you, that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand, I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going because they were holding on to something. What are we holding on to, Sam? That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo and it’s worth fighting for”.

"Courage, Merry. Courage for our friends".

"Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!"

From The Hobbit:

"There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something (or so Thorin said to the young dwarves). You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after".

"There is more in you of good than you know, child of the kindly West. Some courage and some wisdom, blended in measure. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world. But sad or merry, I must leave it now. Farewell!"

From The Lord of the Rings:

"Then Bilbo woke up and opened his eyes. ‘Hullo, Frodo!’ he said. ‘Well, I have passed the Old Took today! So that’s settled. And now I think I am quite ready to go on another journey. Are you coming?’

‘Yes, I am coming,’ said Frodo. ‘The Ring-bearers should go together.’

‘Where are you going, Master?’ cried Sam, though at last he understood what was happening.

‘To the Havens, Sam,’ said Frodo.

‘And I can’t come.’

‘No, Sam. Not yet anyway, not further than the Havens. Though you too were a Ring-bearer, if only for a little while.

Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do.’

‘But,’ said Sam, and tears started in his eyes, ‘I thought you were going to enjoy the Shire, too, for years and years, after all you have done.’

‘So I thought too, once. But I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them. But you are my heir: all that I had and might have had I leave to you. And also you have Rose, and Elanor; and Frodo-lad will come, and Rosie-lass, and Merry, and Goldilocks, and Pippin; and perhaps more that I cannot see. Your hands and your wits will be needed everywhere. You will be the Mayor, of course, as long as you want to be, and the most famous gardener in history; and you will read things out of the Red Book, and keep alive the memory of the age that is gone, so that people will remember the Great Danger and so love their beloved land all the more. And that will keep you as busy and as happy as anyone can be, as long as your part of the Story goes on".

Wow, I listed ten? I didn't think I would come up with this many!

These questions were a lot of fun to answer as always. I want to thank our host, Hamlette, once more for this beautiful party. I'm already looking forward to next year's!

[asoulofatlantis]

The fact that even thi Tio should have quite a lot amount of battle-experience too, Rean is the only one still standing tall after this magic knight fight.

This scene alone is worth replaying this game a thousand times ♥

Seriously, just looking at how she is leaning into him and how he has his lips buried in her hair is just a shippers dream come true ♥ Every second of this scene makes one want to replay this game over and over again.

The fact that Altine knew Rean quite well at this point, but didn’t see that kind of reunion coming XD

The fact that Rean and Alisa were so much in their own world that they didn’t react to the students and Tios comments at all, so that it took Sharon saying this, to finally pull them apart XD

And just the absolute happiness in Reans face when he looks at Alisa after she broke their embrace ♥ (Ah... I am in heaven yet again...)

Also... my two blond Angels with a neck for tech finally meeting.

Randy finally being reunited with one of the SSS-Member too is worth replaying this game. (It definitely hits different after playing the Crossbell-Games tho, so I must recommend doing that before playing CS3/CS4)

This tease from Tio after Randy insisted that Mireille is not his type. Like... if you know, you know and Tio definitely knows XD Seriously tho, one of the best reasons to replay this game is the amount of ship teasing you get for all sort of different ships that all need and deserve it.

He says that after staring at Alisa for a good while with a “get yourself a man who looks at you like this” - kind of look in his eyes XD This moment is pure joy for me and once again so worth replaying this game. (Especially after Kuro lacks romance so much it almost hurts. Seriously, the happiest I’ve been in Kuro two about anything shipping-related was the confirmation that Cedric and Shirley are still doing things together - says a lot about the lack of romance in that game.)

Tonight, huh? How did I miss that last time? *achem* Anyway, finding comments like that certainly make replaying the game worthwhile as well XD

(That was lovely, but I need a break.)

[gotshadowbanned-feralfungii]

Sledge Hammer

Chapter 10

Summary:

Did he deserve it? There must have been something, right? His whole life had been miserable. His parents made his life hell and made it clear he wasn’t wanted, he couldn’t connect to his peers at all, school bullies snapped his leg, and the best thing he’d ever had was lost to him now. He didn’t know if he was giving up Jon for good. He didn’t know if that was what he wanted. Hell, he could hardly remember why he was so dead-set on being obstinate about this. Why couldn’t they at least talk about it?

Notes:

I know I apologized for the delay just tonight, but the outpouring of support made me want to give you all something in return. This was almost done, so I finished it up for you. Thank you to everyone for your kind words ♥

Warnings for violence and ableism and violence against ableists.

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Jon tried to speak with him the next morning, but Edward walked right past him and down to breakfast. Jon tried to speak to him at breakfast but Edward had placed himself squarely in the middle of everything despite his hatred for all the commotion, just so Jon could not sit near him. He tried to speak to Edward after in their room, but the other boy simply picked up a book and started reading. He kept trying, over and over again, until it was well past lights out and Edward was pretending to sleep. Jon was simply sat on the side of his own bed, at a loss for what to do.

“Edward, please. I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

Nothing.

“Can we talk about this? I’m sure we can come to some agreement.”

Edward had never been so quiet for so long before. It was unnerving.

“You aren’t a burden and you aren’t useless, I was just… worried. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you because of me.”

The silence was oppressive. Jonathan had always sought silence in his life. Now he had it, and he would do anything to rid himself of it.

“...I miss you.” He said so softly that Edward almost couldn’t hear, and was sure he wasn’t meant to make out the words. He almost sat up. He almost turned around and agreed to talk about it. He almost dropped the silent treatment and went over to hug his boyfriend and make up. He wanted to be held. He felt so cold and hollow and horrible, and he wanted Jon to hold him.

He stayed in bed facing the wall, and Jon said nothing more that night.

--

Edward was filled with restless energy. He was angry. He was frustrated. He was upset with Jon, furious at the boys who had ruined his leg, and absolutely livid that once again everyone who had hurt him would get away with it. It wasn’t fair!

But then, when had life ever been fair to him?

Did he deserve it? There must have been something, right? His whole life had been miserable. His parents made his life hell and made it clear he wasn’t wanted, he couldn’t connect to his peers at all, school bullies snapped his leg, and the best thing he’d ever had was lost to him now. He didn’t know if he was giving up Jon for good. He didn’t know if that was what he wanted. Hell, he could hardly remember why he was so dead-set on being obstinate about this. Why couldn’t they at least talk about it?

They couldn’t because Edward wouldn’t. But why wouldn’t he? He couldn’t think of a valid reason. The mature thing to do would be to discuss why he’d been upset with what Jon had said. But he didn’t want to do the mature thing. He wanted to be angry. Besides, it would only be delaying the inevitable. Jon was a good thing. Edward wasn’t allowed to keep good things.

He was getting used to the cane, though the stairs still gave him no small amount of trouble. Showers were stressful too, because if he slipped he didn’t know if he’d have the balance to catch himself anymore. Still, he’d managed without incident thus far. He didn’t even bother bringing the cane with him to the bathroom. It was only down the hall, and he couldn’t bring it into the shower anyway. There was still an uneven quality to his gait as he headed back down the hall towards his room in his pajamas, hair still wet and towel on his arm to be thrown in with the laundry.

He barely even took note of anyone he’d passed. Most of them left him alone since the incident and that was just fine with him.

His foot caught on something solid in his path.

Edward pitched forward. The thought crossed his mind that there had been nothing on the floor, just a moment before he was, in fact, something on the floor. He hit it hard, his chin smacking against the hardwood flooring and his teeth clacking together painfully. His shoulders and wrists ached from the sudden impact. Thankfully, he’d face-planted, and his knees took very little damage.

People were laughing. He could hear them above him, joking with each other at his expense. Edward felt something he was quite familiar with. Any time his father had struck him, along with the fear and sadness and despair, he’d feel a violent, resentful rage. His bones would bounce with the barely contained energy of it, every part of him longing to lash out and dish out some of what he’d been dealt. He’d always held it back before. He’d never been willing to deal with the consequences of giving in.

“Aw, poor thing!” One of his old friends mocked above him. Edward slowly pushed himself up and turned to face them. “Can barely walk down the hallway on his own!”

“They should’ve cut the leg off for all the good it’s doing!”

Edward took a breath and tried to calm down.

“You gonna cry, Eddie? Are you embarrassed? Does it bother you that-”

The boy did not get to finish his taunts. Edward launched himself at him with a strength he didn’t know he had and a yell of fury that would surely alarm the entire house. The boy fell backwards with Edward on top of him and had no time to react before freckled fists were being brought down on his face.

“Fuck you!” He screamed as he took out years of pent up anger. The other boys backed away, not knowing what to do, looking at each other but coming up with nothing. “You think you can push me around? You think you can trip me up and walk all over me and I won’t do anything about it?! I’ll fucking kill you, you ass! I’ll rip your fucking eyes out! I’ll-”

Someone grabbed him by his shoulders and hauled him up off the boy like an angry cat by the scruff of the neck.

“Put me down! Put me- Do not manhandle me, I am not-” He flailed and fought as he was dragged backwards. There was a crowd in the hallway, and he could see Margaret’s horrified expression at the events that unfolded before her. She blinked rapidly, shook her head in dismay, and then spoke to whoever was holding Edward back without taking her eyes off of the writhing boy on the floor.

“Take him to my office, Jonathan.” She spoke quietly, tonelessly, unable to believe what she’d just witnessed. What she was currently witnessing. Edward was still screaming bloody murder, kicking out blindly with his good leg as Jonathan tried to wrestle him down the stairs. He didn’t even seem to care who he hit, as long as he got to hit something. He wanted to hurt someone. That was all.

The arms around him tightened, pulled him firmly against the tall, gangly boy trying to restrain him. There was no pause in his struggling, even when lips brushed against his ear and Jon spoke:

“Edward. Stop.”

Edward stopped.

Jon’s voice had been soft and his words were simple. He was almost whispering, and Edward had the thought that Jon sounded absolutely exhausted. He couldn’t help but worry. Had he been sleeping properly? Then he remembered he shouldn’t be worried. He remembered he was angry with Jon and that he should not do what Jon told him to do. But by time that occurred to him, Jon was already dragging him down the stairs and through the hall into Margaret's office. The office door shut, and Edward jerked into movement suddenly enough to catch Jon off-guard, knocking him back into a wall as Edward put as much space between them as possible, pressing himself to the opposite side of the room.

“Don’t touch me.” He seethed, meeting Jon’s alarmed eyes with a poisonous glare. “You’ve lost that privilege.” He expected satisfaction when he saw the hurt in Jon’s eyes, but he only felt empty, and a moment later Jon had closed off again.

“What were you thinking?” He changed the subject, turning the scrutiny onto Edward and clearly forcing himself to hide the hurt with disdainful disapproval. “Attacking them so blatantly-”

“Was I supposed to let them get away with it?”

“You were supposed to be smart!”

“I am smart!”

“Are you? Because right now, I’m not so sure! If you were thinking rationally you would know you’ve made things a million times worse for yourself. You hurt Dylan badly,” their leader, Edward recalled. “They won’t let you get away with that. They are going to do so much worse to you, Edward.” Jon was trying to impress the seriousness of the situation on him, but the other boy couldn’t bring himself to care.

“So? Why are you even worried about it? Why do you give a damn?” Edward yelled across the room, clearly taking Jon off-guard as the taller boy straightened suddenly, eyes wide and mouth open slightly in shock. He stared for a moment, before rage and betrayal took over his features.

“You think I don’t give a damn?!”

“I know you don’t!” Edward shot back, determined not to shrink in the face of a raised voice.

“Just because you don’t care about me anymore does not mean I don’t care about you!” Jon just about screamed at him, the loudest Edward had ever heard him, filled with a furious despair and a despairing fury that made Edward’s blood run cold. Then something in Jonathan snapped, a string holding him together coming completely undone. He shivered and slumping back against the wall, curling in on himself and holding his head in his hands. There was a strange, strangled sound, quiet and shaky. Was he crying?

“Jon-” Edward began gently, stepping forward despite his hesitation.

“You can’t do this to me.” He was definitely crying. There were no sobs, no wailing, but his weakened voice shook with obvious tears as he hid his face. “You can’t- can’t make me care about you and make me think- make me believe I could- I could be enough- that I could matter to someone, and then just- just take it away like it never mattered- and not even talk to me about it-”

Edward froze. That… That was what he’d done, wasn’t it? He’d been so wrapped up in himself, with thoughts such as good things not being meant for him and not wanting to admit fault. It didn’t occur to him that he’d been a good thing for Jon too, and that he’d snatched it away from him with no warning. There was no hesitance as he approached in earnest, limping heavily after the events of the evening. Jon continued his hoarse ramblings, not realizing Edward was growing closer.

“I just wanted to keep you safe- I didn’t want you to get hurt or- or lose you- I-”

Edward swallowed thickly and laid a gentle hand on Jon’s trembling shoulder, guiding him forward. There was an instant flinch, but then he went easily, hands dropping from his face to grab onto the back of Edward’s pajama shirt. It was like the first time they’d touched, right down to the tears soaking Ed’s shoulder. This time, however, Edward welcomed the touch and returned it, wrapping his arms around the taller boy and threading his fingers through his hair as he cried.

“I know.” He assured in a hoarse whisper, both due to the emotion of the moment and his previous yelling. “I’m sorry. I'm so sorry, Jon- I care. I promise I care.” He’d never really seen Jon cry before. Any time he’d let tears fall in Edward’s presence had been under the cover of darkness. But this was washed in the dull shining lamps of the office, and there was no way for Edward to ignore what he’d done to someone he professed to care about.

“I was an ass.” Ed admitted, despite every part of him wanting to deny any wrongdoing. He felt choked up himself as he held Jon a little tighter. The other boy sniffled and tried to get a hold of himself as Edward continued. “I’m sorry. You… you were trying to be a good- You were trying to look out for me. I shouldn’t have taken it so personally and I shouldn’t have tried so hard to be mad at you-”

“Why would you try to be mad at me?” Jon managed, voice thin and trembling as he pulled away to fix his questioning gaze on Edward. He was at such a loss as to why Edward would do that to him. Well, so was Ed himself. He tried to think of a good enough reason,] and came up short.

“I was selfish. I… At first I was genuinely upset, but then when I realized I was wrong, I… I didn’t want to admit it, and I didn’t want my apology to be rejected, and I figured I’d lose you eventually anyway-”

“Edward, why would you think you’d lose me?” He sounded so very tired, and suddenly Edward was as well. He shrugged, looking away to some spot on the floor.

“I’m not supposed to have good things.”

“...You think I’m a good thing?”

“You’re the best.” Edward looked up at him, timid after having been such a source of trouble in Jon’s life. The taller boy simply stared at him, searching and baffled. “I’m sorry.” He repeated. Jon sighed, shaking his head in exasperation and wiping his eyes with the sleeves of his shirt.

“Don’t do that to me again.” He told the other boy sternly despite the remnants of tears in his tone. Edward felt rather like a scolded dog, but he simply nodded.

“I won’t.”

“I’m serious, Edward,” and he was. Everything from his tense posture to his hard gaze communicated a grim sincerity. “I took a risk letting you in. I won’t allow you to use that access to hurt me in such a profound way simply because your ego is bruised.”

“That’s not-” His argument was cut off with a narrowing of eyes, causing him to deflate and concede. “I won’t do it again.”

“I’m hoping we can come to a similar agreement.” A new voice spoke, sounding infinitely more drained than either teen could even comprehend. Margaret shut the door softly behind herself, her graying hair in disarray and blood on the fabric of her nightgown. “Jonathan, please step outside. I need to speak with Edward alone.”

“But-” They both started at the same time, but the old woman simply shook her head. She hadn’t looked at either of them since entering the room.

“Don’t argue with me tonight, boys.” She didn’t sound angry. The only word Edward could think of for her tone was ‘finished.’ She moved slowly to sit at her desk, trying to sit straight and tall despite the exhaustion clear in the air around her. “Wait in your room, Jonathan. He will be up shortly.”

Jonathan hesitated to do as she said, but she simply looked at him and spoke in a tone that was not at all reassuring.

“I assure you, this will not take long at all.”

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for the character thingie: your boy from novoland (sorry i keep forgetting his name), liu yuning's character in the long ballad, and the lady from rebirth for you!! have fun with it 💖

i have already told this to you but i love you for all of these characters you gave me, you are an absolute treasure my dear kiddo ♥ so i am trying to put my love for them into words, here goes (placing under a cut bc this will be a lot)

by "your boy from novoland" i expect you to mean zhou youdu (played by huang junjie) so let's talk about him first!

Favourite thing about them:

his sweetness and understanding! he is very soft despite obviously carrying some type of weight upon his shoulders. he's the 14th son of a marquis, compared to the most legendary general of the emperor, and still he has remained humble and sweet. he has so much pressure upon himself but also it feels like his family never cared about him that much. he has his freedom but it also means he has never been treated as something special (even when it comes to haishi, he is never "seen"). and this could make him twisted when it comes to love but he is not. he is very innocent and only wishes for his loved ones to be happy, and if that means giving up his love (and breaking his own heart), then he will do it

Least favourite thing about them:

tbh i don't know if there's anything. he is perfect throughout all those six episodes i was allowed to enjoy his presence haha

Favourite line:

youdu to jianming about haishi: "have you ever considered what she truly wants? you push her away because you might not live long but to her, if she could be with you for only one day, that'd be enough."

(this whole moment is very dear to me but hearing youdu say this and him making jianming think about his actions and what haishi wants for once is wonderful. jiangming ruins everything despite these words but youdu tried his best upon leaving.)

BrOTP:

him and haishi's brother, zhuoying! i wish i could've seen more of them and not just youdu pining over haishi. those two deserved to have some moments of pure shenanigans! i wanted to see why they became friends

OTP:

him in a threesome with haishi and lord qinghai/fang jianming. they just work if i think about it. i could also just put him with haishi alone bc am still pissed at jianming for being like that

NOTP:

uuhh he doesn't really have that much interaction with any of the other characters so i would only be curious about him with everyone before judging

Random headcanon:

bc of being compared to lord qinghai throughout his life, youdu also develops a lowkey crush on this faceless man in his mind. after he sees a glimpse of fang jianming for real tho, his crush slowly fades before coming out again once he meets the man properly through haishi

Unpopular opinion:

he deserved to have a couple of fighting scenes even if he's not big on fighting. also i wanted to know why he was holding a secret knife at one point, who was he going to stab 👀

Favourite picture of them:

this one bc it gives me so many thoughts! in this scene youdu is in a tavern with haishi and haishi is drinking herself into oblivion after being rejected by jianming. while haishi drinks, youdu witnesses jianming standing outside the tavern, holding an umbrella. this look youdu gives to jianming and then haishi made me have many feelings about them as an ot3 where youdu doesn't feel like he belongs but gets accepted in anyway

also this one bc he's so in love with haishi it hurts me and he looks So Pretty. these two deserved to be happy. i was glad that youdu managed to offer haishi at least a tiny moment of laughter and happiness while he was there ♥

then moving on to "liu yuning's character in the long ballad" aka my best big bad wolf hao du! whom i love to the moon and back!

Favourite thing about them:

the way he isn't actually cold-hearted but a huge softie. he has been taught by his adoptive father to be emotionless and he has crafted some type of shell of that around himself but underneath, he feels a lot. he is a sweet, caring person who has always been terrified of appearing as a monster

Least favourite thing about them:

the way he at first gets obsessed about catching and killing changge. i know that is part of his character and his character arc bc that is his duty but cmon man, think for yourself!! allow your braincells to work for one second!!! you have the right to be independent

Favourite line:

oh jeez, i cannot really recall any of his lines? i love some of his talks with wei shuyu tho bc they get very bitchy about stuff but he also just. want leyan to be happy and tells shuyu to be a man about it

BrOTP:

him and ashile sun tbh :'D this might partly be bc of me loving the thought of lyn and leo wu goofing around haha

OTP:

him and leyan but you also know how i feel about hao du/leyan/wei shuyu threesome so them ♥

NOTP:

him with anyone else tbh. idk if he gets shipped for anyone other than leyan but i'd hade to see him with changge for example like,,, that would just feel wrong

Random headcanon:

after he marries leyan and becomes. the commandery prince? idk, something like that. after that happens, him and leyan will just travel together and do a lot of charity work around all the cities. he will become less scary and ppl will adore him and he will be amazing with kids. he loves kids tbh. him and leyan get at least five

Unpopular opinion:

his treatment of leyan at the beginning was uncool :/ even if it was driving me insane. intimidation is not a romancing mechanism my dear sir, tho i guess he was not thinking about love at that point and once he was, he never did anything like that again

Favourite picture of them:

a confused little puppy!

a fool in love making changge feel like a third wheel!!

basically just every moment where he smiles at leyan all lovingly bc he's so gone ugh, i adore he 😭

and then to the last one aka "the lady from rebirth for you" which i take meant our main lady aka jiang baoning :'D oh boy this is gonna be fun...

Favourite thing about them:

she's very smart! and very passionate about the things she loves, be it crafts or her grandma (or li qian lol). also i love it how carefree she is as a princess, she just keeps going around and being like a wild kid, it somehow suits her a lot

Least favourite thing about them:

how despite all of her smartness, she doesn't really get to use all of it sigh. it's like the drama forgot that she was supposed to be smart and gave her all of this bullshit instead

Favourite line:

i honestly don't know if she had any lines i considered worth remembering? me suffering through the ending of this whole drama wiped my memory clean so am sorry

BrOTP:

her with li qian's little sister dongdong (li dongzhi), the merchant lady she meets when they're in bingzhou, and then her closest friend in the palace shushu! i think she had very lovely friendships with all of them :')

OTP:

ot3 with li qian and zhao xiao IF both of those guys weren't assholes like that and just. annoying hhhhh

NOTP:

her with the canon version of zhao xiao D: that guy was a fucking creep yikes. also her with the yongqing prince who tried to forcibly marry her and lowkey kidnapped her hhh that man can go rot

Random headcanon:

jiang baoning continues to see shiqi (the yongqing commander who works as her "master" while she's undercover and trying to save li qian) even after everything gets sorted bc he's like a collective godfather/dad to all of them, even more so once dongzhi marries to yongqing. that man is just very cool and baoning respects his knowledge and guidance and shiqi values baoning's smartness and ability with crafts and designing different devices (they might also get into random shenanigans together but shhh)

Unpopular opinion:

idk if i have anything, i think me treating rebirth for you as trash (with some potential) is already unpopular enough

Favourite picture of them:

i guess you can judge from all those screenshots i sent to you while i was still watching this that it's basically all the pictures of her :'D i love ju jingyi's face and her styling bc am obsessed with the dangly headpieces even if they're very impractical. she just looks so lovely. her outfits were great and interesting. i wish i could try them on. also am too lazy to go get pictures of her am sorry

oh there were gifs of my fave outfit on her ;; this one just looks so cool with the little vest/harness thing!

she's so beautiful ugh, at least i got that 😭

thank you so much for all of these! i hope you liked reading this :'D