#you're gonna start seeing a pattern with my dreams lol

[restinsodaroni]

I had an interesting dream recently. I was in a room that had four darkened hallways. I could remember the red retro looking carpet that connected the hallways and the pale green wallpaper. I was looking down each hallway to see if I could see anything but I couldn't. 

I couldn't even tell how long the hallways were. I walked back to the center of the room and waited. After a few seconds passed I heard whistling. But the whistling didn't have a familiar tune, and it sounded like it was from someone who didn't know how to whistle. 

I kept turning to the hallways but it was hard to pinpoint which direction it was coming from. But it kept getting louder and I kept turning around to the dark hallways and saw no one. When the whistling got too close to my ear it scared me and I woke up. I don't know if that's gonna be a recurring dream but it was strange lol.

[bunni-v1]

May we get some crk thoughts, my liege? I too have a hyperfixation—

Shadow Milk Cookie Headcannons (SFW & NSFW)

🍓Thank you for the excuse to write this shit, I feel less insane being asked to do it lol. I still think this might taint my public image, so lets hope none of my future employers fuck with tumblr. Anyway only smc since he's who I'm obsessing over. I was gonna add pv, but I write wayyyy too much to include both of them on one post. Maybe I'll do him if someone asks nicely. I'll have a mix of both sfw and nsfw so beware lol.

MDNI (I'll find u)

TW: Shadow Milk Cookie; Obsessive behaviors; Stalking mentioned; Nsfw under the cut; unedited

Info: Shadow Milk Cookie x Reader; Sfw & Nsfw headcannons

Credit for Beast Bite Idea: @rollingeevee (go give them love I adore this AU)

-To start I'm gonna say, he's insane, like genuinely. He leans into a lot of yandere-esque behaviors, but I firmly believe he's not a full-on yandere, just really fucked up in the head (trauma and such, poor thing, wah wah wah.)

-Pre-Corruption Shadow Milk surely had a lot of admirers, but admiration is very different from genuine love and connection. He was, in a very literal sense, on a different level than all the cookies on earthbread. He's immortal, a god meant to care for all cookies, romantic relationships with cookies (other than the other heroes) just aren't an option in his mind. (For the sake of these, none of the beasts have had any romantic interaction with him, because I don't wanna deal with that can of worms rn.)

-All that to say, it's highly unlikely he has much experience in relationships. Maybe he's had flings, and some sexual encounters, but I doubt he would commit to someone he would inevitably lose to time. And, sure, he certainly could artificially extend their lifetime... but that's unethical and unfair to his partner. The burden of immortality is not one a regular cookie is baked to bear.

-So when he is inevitably corrupted and sealed away, romance isn't really a thought on his mind. He's very fixated on escaping that stupid tree and enacting his revenge. Which he does, at least in part, and with his freedom comes half of his powers and ensuing chaos.

-There are not many ways he could meet you if I'm quite honest, so I'll leave that up to personal interpretation. However you do meet him, though, you have to be intriguing. He gets bored of people easily, so you have to stand out -- be that in your demeanor or the way you speak or how you challenge him, it just has to be interesting. Once he's interested he's hooked.

-He's rather... mmm... obsessive? He likely stalks you for a while before he makes any moves. He wants to learn your patterns, the cookies you surround yourself with, the things you like, your job, your favorite foods, what flowers you like, and how do you feel about his chaos? He'll even manipulate things around you, just to see how you might react. (Is it fucked up? Yeah, lol! But isn't it equally endearing? He seems to think so.)

-You have frequent reoccurring dreams about him in this period of time. You've only seen him from a distance at this point, but you can't quite shake him from your thoughts. What's very important here is that you realize that your thoughts are not your own. Acknowledge that he's watching, and make sure that he's aware you're aware. Be that by purposefully doing something he could recognize as acknowledgment, or outright saying that you're aware he's messing with you. He values curiosity and intelligence in a person, if you can break yourself out of his cycle he's 100% sold on you.

-It doesn't take much longer after that for him to make his first official appearance. Bowing gracefully in front of you as he materializes from thin air, smiling like a man driven mad by infatuation.

-Believe it or not, he's really not all that creepy or pushy. He's very playful and charming, and while you have the knowledge he'd been watching you for a long time at this point, it's hard not to fall for him. He flirts with an ease that no other cookie really has, and he's so very funny never failing to get a smile out of you at his jokes.

-Now, this may go against what others characterize him as a lot, but I don't believe he's the type to steal you away and lock you up. Shadow Milk is a cookie who wants to be wanted, he doesn't want his feelings to be entirely one-sided, it would really hurt him to pour himself into someone who does not want to reciprocate his passions.

-He's unbelievably patient with you. Despite what the mental manipulation from earlier implies, he allows you to set the pace and make the moves, mostly nudging you gently in the direction he wants you to go now that he has your attention. Again, he wants you to choose him. He wants you to love him, so he will happily wait as long as it takes for you to realize and accept your longing for him.

-He gives you the flowers you like, and listens to you talk about your exceedingly boring days (with rapt attention, of course, he loves listening to you talk as much as he loves talking). If you ask, he'll take you anywhere you'd like to go on earthbread with a snap of his fingers, showing you sights you'd only dreamed of seeing. (Whether or not these are illusions are still up for debate).

-It's very hard not to fall for him with all this considered, and he knows that of course. He was just waiting for you to confess, and you have to confess. He won't do it even if you make it clear you want him to. It's not something he'd ever admit to you -- or himself -- but he doesn't want to risk even the slightest bit of rejection. It would break him more than he's already been broken, so you'll have to do it for our poor little jester.

-When you do though? Oh, he's over the moon! Practically swooning as he scoops you up and spins you around in celebration. He's so overjoyed. He is wanted, there is someone in this world who loves him genuinely. There's no false platitudes or any worshipping done, just raw affection between the two of you. (Just the tiniest bit of manipulation at the start, but obviously you've dismissed and forgiven that at this point).

-Again, he doesn't immediately take you away from your life if you don't wish to be. He does heavily encourage you to come spend your days with him, though. He can take care of you, he's literally a god, you'll never ever want for anything so long as he can control it (which he can, duh).

-I feel it very important to emphasize that in a relationship with him, you are equal. Even if you literally cannot be equal in stature and power, you are equal in the relationship -- if anything you have more sway over him than he does over you. He's very, very in love with you, and he will do just about anything you ask of him so long as it doesn't interfere with obtaining his souljam.

-Having established that, let's get to the fun stuff.

-Shadow Milk Cookie is very physically and verbally affectionate. If you are around him it's likely he's touching you in some way. Whether that's him literally hanging off you like a baby monkey or just a hand on your arm, he likes to have a physical tether to you.

-Plenty of messy wet kisses all over your cute little face, he loves seeing you get all flustered and feeling your dough burn up from his barrage of affections.

-It's also very common for him to carry you around in various different styles. Over the shoulder, piggback, princess style, like a sack of potatoes... doesn't really matter. It's also a regular occurrence that you fall asleep as he floats around the spire of all knowledge. He doesn't need sleep, and he does not sleep often, but he likes holding you while you do so. It's proof of your trust in him, and he usually uses the time you are sleeping to be more genuinely affectionate. Soft words whispered in your ears bringing you sweet dreams as he runs his hands up and down your back, kissing the crown of your head with such love it would make a grown man blush.

-He calls you cute little nicknames, like shortcake or sweet thing. The most common, and his favorites, are doll/dolly and little star. (Little star is something he hums with such affection it makes you weak in the knees. You know he's feeling more adoring when he uses it.) Talks about how cute you are, how pretty you are, how desirable you are. How any cookie would be so lucky to have you -- too bad they could never compete with him!

-That being said, most of his affections are pretty surface-level stuff at the start of the relationship. At least, what you get to see. He has a hard time opening up to others, he's a very sensitive cookie deep down in his dough. It takes quite a while to get him out of his shell and start showing you who he is as himself.

-Who he is, is a very aching cookie. He lost so much, struggled with his own corruption, and still hasn't fully accepted it himself. He feels as though he has been betrayed and discarded by everything he once loved, it's no wonder he has a hard time showing you such ugly sides of himself.

-You warm him up, melt him slowly, and you get to see peaks of genuine love and adoration behind those heterochromatic eyes. He may never allow you to see all of him at once, but you do get to know him. If you continue to love him despite seeing the uglier side of things, there is a distinct shift in the way he showers you in affection.

-Initially, he's very showy with everything, his love is a spectacle for the two of you to watch. It's almost like he's put himself outside of the relationship rather than in it. After he opens up, it's quieter, more intimate. He's more involved in it, like it's less about showing you how much he loves you, and more about sharing that mutual feeling between the two of you.

-You didn't have much room to show him how much you cared for him, but now you do. He allows you to initiate physical affection and doesn't flinch away at the touch. He accepts your words of admiration for what they are, not questioning your intentions for any reason.

-Kisses are softer, more full of emotion. Less like he's drowning you and more like he's trying to swallow you up. Desperation to have you as close to him as possible can take him over quite frequently during make-out sessions, and they leave you breathless and fuzzy rather than burning and flustered.

-Now, you can't write Shadow Milk without acknowledging how fucking jealous he is all the time. Now, I believe it's less of a jealousy thing (though, that really is something that is frequent), and more of a possessive/protective thing.

-He doesn't get jealous of the average cookie, alright, not unless you show interest for whatever reason. They're not really a threat to him, and why would they be? He's secure enough to know that you wouldn't leave him for some random half-baked simpleton. HOWEVER, he DOES get jealous of the other beasts and especially Pure Vanilla Cookie.

-The other beasts aren't as powerful as him, but they're still powerful and cunning (some of them at least). Truly, on a level of divinity and ability to care for you, they are his closest competition. Even still, he only gets jealous if one of them seems to want to stake a claim on you, or you become too fascinated with one of them.

-If neither is the case, he highly encourages you to form relationships with them. They are cookies that, seemingly, he cares for. While they can be difficult to get along with, if you are someone Shadow Milk deems worth his time, you are someone they will also deem worth their time.

-Ah, I should also mention he gets... pouty about Black Sapphire and Candy Apple. He doesn't see either of them as a threat, so I couldn't say he's jealous... he just gets annoyed when you're being attentive to them when he's around. Black Sapphire is smart enough to set hard boundaries with you to start, for both of your sakes, but your relationship with him is very positive. You are Shadow Milk Cookies partner, after all, you're a very important Cookie and Black Sapphire has no reason to be unkind to you.

-Candy Apple Cookie on the other hand is the one who's jealous here. You find her positively adorable and her little crush on Shadow Milk is nothing but endearing in your eyes, but she very much is huffy about your relationship with him. Of course, she can't do anything to you, that would only turn against her in the end so she just pouts. You can win her over slowly, though, just by being sweet to her and comforting her when Shadow Milk rejects her once again.

-Your relationship with them seemingly pleases Shadow Milk, though you can't really tell if he's happy or not. Sometimes he seems pleased, other times he's pouty, so who really knows other than him.

-However, the cookie that really seriously gets under his skin the most is Pure Vanilla. He does everything in his power to keep the two of you as far away from one another as possible, but it's almost inevitable that you meet PV, especially when he becomes Truthless Recluse.

-Pure Vanilla is everything Shadow Milk is not. Kind, gentle, patient, soft-spoken, and of course truthful. He's very afraid you may meet PV and realize that you do not want to be with him anymore. You would rather have someone like Pure Vanilla Cookie to dote on you in a fashion that he cannot bring himself to do openly yet.

-Of course, you don't, but that doesn't stop the fear from seeping into his dough. The only way to ease him is by being patient and displaying your loyalty through and through. He won't really be calm until Pure Vanilla is take care of, but you can assure him that you won't be leaving him for his other half anytime soon.

-Circling back to his possessive and protective tendencies, Shadow Milk does see you as an object of his affection. He is fully aware you are your own cookie, you are not something he ever wishes to control entirely and remove autonomy from, but you are his. His to keep and love and protect.

-He's very obsessive about your well-being and happiness. If something hurts you (alive or not), it's gone, destroyed. He won't even make a show of it, it just disappears. If you are upset, he is there doing everything to make you feel better. Whatever you want, whatever you need! He's here for you, please rely on him (he needs you to rely on him).

-If you are out and about he keeps an eye on you, which you are aware of. It's rather obvious, so even if he doesn't tell you, you can feel him watching you. Ignoring it becomes easier with time, but if anything happens to you he wastes no time in popping up and taking care of whatever happens.

-This leads into my next headcanon (inspired by the ever-talented @rollingeevee go check them out!), he has a bite of sorts that he uses as a means of monitoring you. It's something he uses to pinpoint where you are at all times, even when he's not monitoring you actively. The bite acts as a connection between you and him, emotionally and physically tying the two of you together.

-You can feel what he feels through the bite, anger, sadness, joy, pretty much anything he feels you can feel. It also acts as a reminder to you that you should not stray too far from where he is, sending an uncomfortably heavy feeling through your dough. (This is a manifestation of his worry, and it only really happens when he notices you've gone somewhere a little too far from the safety of the spire).

-However, this goes both ways. He can also feel what you feel at the same intensity that you feel it. You can, likely less so, also tell where he is. There is a pull in the back of your mind from the magic telling you where to find him at all times, and it only lets go when you are in proximity of him. If you miss him, he feels the same heavy feeling in his dough reminding him that you would like him by your side.

-Now, finally, we have to address the topic of mortality. Shadow Milk is likely more aware than you ever will be of how mortal you really are. This is why he's so very protective and possessive of you, he doesn't want to lose you prematurely.

-However, if you are okay with it, he is completely fine with artificially extending your life span. In fact, he does it happily. He might even start doing it without asking if the topic hasn't been broached in a certain amount of time. He wants to spend as long as you'll allow him by your side, and if that means breaking a few rules of magic and cookie society then so be it. He's a god after all, he doesn't have to answer to anyone (other than the witches).

-Anyway, let's get to the shit you freaks are really here for. (Me, I'm freaks.)

-I don't really think sexual intimacy is something Shadow Milk desires all that much, but he more so likes it because it's... interesting? I'm sure he derives physical pleasure from sexual intercourse, but less so than the average cookie might. Most of his enjoyment comes from seeing you enjoy yourself.

-It goes without saying, but Shadow Milk Cookie is a freak. He's into pretty much anything under the sun (except maybe one thing...), and so long as you're down to try something he's happy to oblige you.

-He is a switch, but he leans dom most of the time, and you won't get him to sub early on in your relationship. That requires a bit too much trust for him, so he'll need time to be cool with giving you that kind of control over him. But he will bottom for you as your relationship progresses, and that's a whole different side to him.

-Lets start with him in a dominant role, though, since it's more common to get from him.

-Obviously, he's a tease, through and through. He loves to watch you squirm and react to the things he does. Tantalizingly light touches drawn over your dough, teeth grazing your soft body almost piercing but never quite getting deep enough, heated breath blown over your most sensitive spots but never relieving you with his mouth as you so desperately need.

-Truthfully he could spend another thousand years just tracing over you, committing each inch to memory until he's satisfied in knowing every inch of you. Unfortunately, (or fortunately), he's not nearly as patient in the bedroom as he is outside of it. Not with all of you on display for him, so trusting and open, ready for him to defile you. Oh, his sweet, sweet little dolly~

-Even with his impatience, his teasing does not stop. His hands continue to ghost over you, making sure you're still squirming even as he succumbs to his need to taste you.

-Oh, and tastes you he does. He doesn't have to subscribe to regular cookie physical limitations, so he somehow manages to swallow you whole. Jaw unhinging so he can get as much as he needs from you, tongue splitting itself to give you attention everywhere, and god is it long and dexterous. He can reach so very deep and it moves with such precision, it makes you cum embarrassingly fast.

-That is if he allows you to cum in the first place. He's a big fan of edging, which shouldn't be a surprise. He likes to get you so close, then deny you of your pleasure. Your whining and grumbling is the cutest thing on all of earthbread, don't you know? He can't help but edge you when you're so damn cute every time.

-Your pleasure is in his hands, and it requires such relinquishing of power and trust. In a weird way it makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside, especially when you thank him over and over once he finally allows you to come undone after hours of teasing.

-Speaking of, he is a big fan of being praised for the work he does on you. Your moans and pleas are reward enough, but if you mumble out about how good you feel, how much you love him, how amazing he is he'll become drunk on your praise. Chasing after it with fervor, meaning he's going down on you with so much more excitement somehow.

-He's into blood (jam?) play. He likes leaving physical reminders of your relationship all over your body (yes, even ur vag/dick if you let him). With how sharp his teeth are, it's impossible for you not to bleed when he does so, and he does really like the sight of your jam. It's so pretty and so different from his own, another reminder of how different you are, and how much you trust him. (He'll lick it up and purr at the taste.)

-Bruises are also littered about your dough, his grip on you is tight, like you might slip away from him. The treatment is rough and harsh, but it feels so nice to be manhandled by him. The bruises are just nice little reminders of who you belong to. (He gets all proud when other cookies worry about them, like he's done something worthy of praise).

-He likes watching, he's very much a voyeur. Occasionally requests that you pleasure yourself for him so he can watch you struggle to get off, and he'll only help you out when you're near tears begging him.

-He prefers coming across you by himself, without having to request it. Or just feeling waves of pleasure through your bite. He'll watch you quietly fuck yourself without letting you know he's there. (Though, you most certainly can feel his eyes on you, that's what makes it so fun right?) Sometimes he'll join you after, and other and times he'll leave you be, it's 50/50 either way and regardless you still end up happy.

-If anyone else walks in on you when you're alone, he's very unpleasant. Accident or not they'll learn to be more aware of their surroundings next time.

-That doesn't mean he's against being watched though. Actually, he finds the idea of someone else seeing how well he treats you enticing (especially if it's someone like Pure Vanilla hehe). If you are together and someone walks in (or spots you in public), he won't stop. Instead, he'll lock eyes with them and smile big and wide, showing off his favorite little dolly for them.

-He's just so proud of you, and you're so very pretty beneath him, the whole world should get to see how you fall apart for him. He'll even make you look at them just to see how you fluster.

-If the offender tries to do anything other than watch, though, well... I really hope they didn't want to live for much longer. He's very much not a sharer, at all. The idea of anyone even thinking they could touch you and make you feel good both makes him laugh and want to tear them apart at once.

-He's very much into roleplaying and can get really into it. To the point, it loses the sexiness and is just the two of you playing around, which can be a bummer but is usually really fun. He likes things that lean into power dynamics but explicitly avoids god/king and worshipper/subject. A little too close to home for him, and would honestly be too boring and basic for him.

-He loves it when you dress up for him in pretty little outfits, be it lingerie or something more cutesy, he adores it regardless. Going out of your way to pretty up for him is a huge turn-on. He also loves it when you let him dress you up how he likes. Regardless of what you're wearing, it's not coming off the whole night. It will get ruined and he won't apologize for it. Besides, he can just replace it, right?

-Sex is more fun for him, but he can be intimate when he wants to be. Usually, when you're in control, he is at his most gentle. Yes, he's a brat when he bottoms and he'll fight you tooth and nail, but once you get him to submit he's the softest and sweetest you've ever seen him.

-He looks at you like you're the god, wide eyes taking in everything you do with such admiration it might make you crumble on the spot.

-He's much quieter, treating it less like a spectacle. Moans soft and squeaky, like he's not used to using his voice in such a way. He clings to you like a vice at each little movement, almost afraid you might disappear if he lets you go.

-Oh, and he praises you so much. 'So good', 'Thank you', 'You're perfect', and 'I love you' all tumble from him with such genuine gratitude.

-Being allowed to let his guard down and have you take control is cathartic for him, which is why it's so uncommon to have it happen. It's why he fights you for control so hard because this is an intimacy he isn't used to. It is hard for him to allow you to see him so weak, but you never use it against him. You're so very sweet and loving, and it makes him melt like butter in your grasp.

-If you have the bite I mentioned earlier, it only makes things so much more intense. Both of you can feel the raw emotion connecting the two of you, making the pleasure heighten further.

-In fact, when he gives you the bite it's the first time he allows you to top him. To connect you to him makes him very vulnerable, so he would naturally have to be in a vulnerable state already when he does so.

-It's unlike any of his other bites, it's far more painful when he initially bites down, but when his magic flows through it your body feels light and airy. The pleasurable feeling wrapping itself around your spine, and you feel what he's feeling. All that adoration pours into your being at once, and it's overwhelming to really feel how much he loves you.

[ninasodiiva]

what are their true feelings?.ೃ࿐

PAC reading

hi my babes! it's crazy the love my first reading received, i'm so happy to know the messages resonated ┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈.

someone requested this pac reading, and i liked it because the uncertainty of not knowing how someone feels about you is fucking horrible (been there). so keep reading if you'd like to know what are their true feelings? ༊*·˚

how to choose a group:

take a deep breath and relax your body, look at all the pictures and pick the one you are the most drawn to, don't think about it to much. you might be attracted to the picture or the number. REMEMBER this is a general reading, take what resonates and leave what doesn't. nothing is set in stone. if you are not drawn to any of the pictures this might not be the reading for you loves. tarot is a divination tool to meant for guidance!! nothing is set in stone and you are the master of your own fate and the captain of your own soulㅤ ♡ྀི

that said, let's get into it!

- group 1: polka dot tights 🤍

hi my beautiful group 1, let's start.

at first i was extremely confused reading your cards but all of the sudden a wave of messages came in. i feel this is how you're feeling, confused (well you wouldn't be here if you weren't lol). i'm always direct when giving messages and this case is no different. babes i feel you're dealing with a person from your past, someone you already have history with and once felt like home to you, things have changed a lot. you either broke up some time ago but still keep in touch or that person is still your partner. well, this is a classic story, you both are growing and your new selves don't quite fit anymore.

there are two energies in the reading so pick the one that resonates

if this is your actual partner my group 1, i see you making great efforts to keep the relationship alive, you're a romantic, very down to earth and devoted person. the "problem" here seems to be your person, they are not who they once were. from what i'm getting i feel your person has become very independent as if they were single. keeping things to themselves, not sharing time with you, acting cold... really what im getting is that they want to focus more on their personal goals and dreams, they want to be free (?). you put the efforts to keep the fire alive, and that says beautiful things about you but... the truth is people grow apart, and it has nothing to do with you, it happens. spirit is telling me it's time to let this person go for good, both of you served your purpose within the relationship and a new chapter is ahead 🤍 they are also telling me that a conversation is VERY much needed to put an end to this cycle, a truthful, vulnerable conversation. i just heard: don't fall back into old patterns again. babes don't be like carrie in this situation pls.

spirit wants me to say that this is no one's fault, the love was there, and will be just in a different form. it's like losing contact with an old friend, you will always love them and cherish them but not in the same way. for this collective of group 1 i sense both of you are great people, it's just that you guys have different visions for you futures. have grace with yourself and remember my loves that it's not a loss, but the gain of a beautiful experience and memories.

lastly spirit says to leave your worries to them and to cherish yourself and this new chapter in your life babes. with love, Nina 🦢⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

if this is an ex or a situationship (god i hate that term) im gonna be straight forward with you babes. your person does not feel anything romantic towards you, you're confusing lust and a bit of attention for love. i feel that since you have history with this person you believe things could work out this time but im here to tell you that no (im sorry if im too harsh, i think you need it <3).

the "problem" seems to be that you my pile 1 have this subconscious belief which tells you that familiar is good even if it hurts mix with a need for validation (gosh i sound so harsh im sorry 😭). your person literally couldn't give less of a fuck, they are the definition of a fuckboy. girl please get out, let me put it to you this way. would you like your daughter to be in your situation? no right? well then FUCK YOUR PERSON. really babe, stand up you don't wanna be the "long-term long distance low commitment casual girlfriend" 🙏🏼 your person will not choose you and its not because of you, they are not serious when it comes to relationships.

he is already getting you without having to choose you, clock that.

spirit says you have no idea how much your life will improve in EVERY ASPECT once you let that person go and understand that the only validation and acceptance you need is from yourself diva. STAND UP BABE. i'm sending you lots of love and strength to leave that dusty and i apologize if at some point it got too straight forward.

with love, Nina 🦢⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

- group two: kitten heels 🩰

my group two omg when i tell you its not even funny the way im giggling while channeling the messages... gosh im so excited for you! <3

okey so, your person has feelings for you. gosh so many messages are coming through and i can't write that fast. this person likes you A LOT, he has the biggest crush on you, it's a love so sweet and tender... your person has been through hell in past relationships and that has caused them to reject love for some time, what spirit is saying is that meeting you was really cathartic for them because the feelings were so strong they had to find a way to heal to be with you.

babes be patient with them pls i'm being so serious, they are fighting their own demons and fears to find the courage to trust someone again 🤍 they are so shy about you it's so funny lol cause i'm feeling normally they're not like that. they see you as someone so kind and patient, extremely caring and beautiful physically. i'm seeing this image of you being in your world and them admiring you from afar wow. the cards and spirit support this connection 100%, what they are asking you to do is to help your person a little bit!! try to break the ice by being playful and they say it's important not to rush and get to know each other. but i assure you this is absolutely lovely energy 🌹

spirit is saying it will be sooner than expected and to be honest and thoughtful with your person, i sense they are a very strong and romantic person but when it comes to love they are hopeless. it's so sweet that they are literally forcing themselves to face their demons in order to be with you, that's how much they want you 🤍 also be prepared to go on date i heard!!

congratulations pile two you deserve this kind of love and i'm so so so excited to hear how this unfolds for you!! there's not much to say, with love Nina ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🦢

- group three: brown cardigan

hi group number three hope you're having a great day, let's get into your reading! <3

babes did you friendzone this person? lol. it's funny because i see your person hiperfixated on you but they think their feelings are not reciprocated by you? i don't know how you feel about them but since you're reading this i'm assuming you care for them at least.

im seeing your person being in their own a lot, for some reason they are going through WAITT OH. okey there are two collectives here. some of you friendzone your person or that's at least that's how they feel. and for others your person it's fighting the urge to confess how they feel towards you, because they truly appreciate your friendship. take it as it resonates!

group number 3 i'm feeling a push and pull dynamic between the both of you, i'm here to give you clarity so if you like this person spirit is saying to let yourself feel these emotions, it's safe to like someone and specifically your person!! they literally feel the same as you really, it's like those movies where the love interests are COMPLETELY blind and it's infuriating to watch 😫. you both are so awkward it's hilarious and cute. the advice here is to be open minded, i feel you're doubting this person because you have a wrong perception of them, get to know them more and make an effort!!!

i can not stress that enough, it's showing multiple times in your reading. this is someone compatible for you and the attraction is there. i can't quite pinpoint what is exactly making you both doubtful, maybe other people??

bottom line is that they like you as well and they are planning to take action towards you but you need to do that as well babes. for the ones who friendzone them (lmao) spirit says they also wanna come towards you but you crushed their hopes and now they think there's 0 chances. you have to make an effort group number three. the ball is in your court!! if what you wanted is confirmation that they are your person you have it, spirit says it will be successful but you need to OPEN UP GIRL, don't be afraid to love, you got this diva.

that's all for your reading my love, i send you lots of love and strength, Nina 🦢⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

[synthshenanigans]

I'm curious as to peoples idea for what he'd do for the next power hour so

[These all being popular ideas or ppl he's mentioned]

This was all just a ploy to get you to read my info dump theory on the concept of a Chonny Jash Power Hour loser HAHAHA

Im joking tho. Not about my CJPH theory, that is very much real but I'm not forcing you to read it lol

However if you're curious, my inane rambles are further down :}

[Long Rant Post Below]

Okay so I'm gonna start with the basic idea I got it from; that being Nerd. Nerd already foreshadowed the THDPH & the WWPH [Even down to the last song for each of them] Not only that, but he references the stuff hes done in the past as well with a break/pause inbetween.

[This is what I mean]

The first three being all stuff he already did. BDG with Pocket, Tally Hall with Vol.1 & then Cage by Tim Minchin being the start the power hours.

The next two being the power hours he would do after this song [Memento Mori & Charlie's Inferno-Will Wood & That Handsome Devil]. But those are the only songs he would reference in Nerd, leaving no more clues as to what the last one would be. The only thing left in it is the video game references & Stairway to Heaven in the ending. [Which oddly enough also fit the pattern in a way. StH being about dying and the afterlife like Memento Mori & Chonny's Inferno and the video game references being all covers he made on his old channel]

While the VG refs could be a hint at a Videogame or Toby Fox Power Hour, I think at most, if its a clue at all, hinting at the next thing he does is recovering old songs.

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Next, a couple of his songs reference his past stuff. Fine, I'm Fine has a good amount of lines that vaguely refer back to songs from the before [heres a post that goes more into it that's pretty cool!!]. And more importantly Dear Machine references Pocket, Dream (Outro from Calamity) & wings of wax. Pocket being later used in Nerd & the mention of Icarus coming back in Art. Not only that, but the voice in the very end Thermodynamic Lawyer is the exact same [if not very close to] voice filter/effect he uses in Dear Machine. Even down to the British accent he does in it. [Tho it is fairly normal for a music artist to reference their older songs in their music so it could be nothing]

Speaking of Dear Machine tho, quick thing to add about it is that it shows he not against covering his own songs. While yea technically its just a different version of Ode of the Cog, DM,HtC in a way counts as a cover of OotC. Same goes for bargaining/compromise & The Ballad of Dr. Jekyll.

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Another idea with a CJPH is that in the CJFS discord theres a "Question of the Day" Channel. Where, as the name says, a Mod or Helper will ask a CJ related question & everyone can give their idea/imput on it. For Day 100, as a special fun lil thing, they asked Chonny if he wanted to give a question for that day. His question being:

And yes he does say that he doesnt plan on doing anything like that in future [if he even were to do it]. I fully believe he wasn't lying there & honestly I never saw him redoing any song ever until I had the idea of a CJPH [aside from stuff like Spring and a Storm & Storm and a Spring obviously]. But this is the best idea I could ever see him doing that. Also that question was from early August so a fair amount of time has passed. Whether thats enough time to equal "at least in the near future at all" I have no clue, but it is a thought.

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One of my last points [that I remember atm lol] is on how he would end the power hours. Cos like, while yea he does whatever he wants & doesn't rlly follow what anyone says or asks [which I 100% agree with & is completely valid btw], I'd imagine he'd still want to end the PHs with a bang. Which is why I originally didnt think the recent one would be Will Wood.

He's stated a couple of time that hes one of his favorite artist & he definitely knows that a huge chunk of his fan base listen to WW as well. So why not end with that? Why not end with one of the most requested artist people wanted him to cover? Why wouldn't he end with a power hour of the artist that was his #1 on his Spotify Wrapped? What else could he do after that? Well maybe he'd go with his #2 artist? WHICH IS JUST HIMSELF BBYYYY

Plus, the name Power Hour already comes from this:

So it's very likely he's had himself play multiple times in a row & had a "Chonny Jash Power Hour".

Of course theories are just theories so there's always the chance I'm wrong & just insane. And again he does whatever he wants whenever he wants so who knows what it'll be. I just think id be an interesting idea for him to do.

As for how a Chonny Jash Power Hour would look? Maybe each song being a cover of a song from a past album or single? I'd imagine one from the before. & Covered in Discontent [maybe Gothic Whore?]. Like remake Pocket since its been referenced so much, tho that's still just a BDG cover so who knows. the before. would be interesting just to see how his perspective has changed since he originally wrote those songs. Gothic Whore he already has 2 songs that have a story version & a him version so I can see him doing another.

I HIGHLY doubt he'd do anything related to Vol.1 as its his completely separate thing & he doesn't rlly wanna touch any song that's TH/HMS related until whenever he feels like starting Vol.2 [which is valid lol]. If anything I could maybe see like TWWAY, Special or maybe Greener? Or go a different route with the og I'm Gonna Win or like a more outta the box one with like Just a Friend [only cos be did a 20 second "cover" of it in Mucka Blucka]. Again, I do not see him touching anything Vol.1 related but still something to entertain ig? [4th TME cover; The Chonny Electric when/j]

Tho maybe he'd just remake songs that he he fully made [like the before. or Gothic Whore], since those are more of actual Chonny Jash songs rather than the others just being covers. Would be very cool to maybe see a remake of some of his Majora's Mask song tho [no this isn't me coping over HEAL not being on spotify shush]. Or maybe he'd do songs from his old stuff like Don't Take it Personally? [also not me coping over wanting that song on Spotify too]

Idk these are just my thoughts on the idea of a CJPH [or even a Can of Soup Power Hour/j]. Either way I am gonna say idc what he'd do, BDG or Streetlight Manifesto are my other guesses, but anything he makes is always rll good & fun so I'll be interested to see whatever it is.

But ya know considering I typed all this out in the span of an hour & a half I kinda hope im not wrong PFFT

[astridthevalkyrie]

U want lds thoughts? I gotchu 🫡

I really like all 3 boys, but I'm leaning Zayne bc he's just so husband coded. He's the only one I could see a long-term relationship w. I love Xavier and Rafayel, but I just can't picture them as husbands or dads (at least w my MC/myself). I also desperately need them to interact in game and in the main story, there's just sm potential for chaos and funnies.

I honestly dk what will happen next. Obviously, MC is gonna want to investigate Onichynus and her heart, but idk how that story will unfold or how they'll tie in the stories w each li and their separate myths/reincarnation bit. (Also, the fact that the myths happen in the future doesn't make sense to me yet, so I hope they plan to really flesh that out and not give us questionable writing like most mobile otomes do). Idk how I feel abt Sylus (and possibly Caleb) becoming lis, ig I'll have to see what they're like and if they appeal to me at all, bc so far we haven't had enough Caleb content for me to actually get attached (I was also convinced he was MCs brother so idt I'll ever be able to see him romantically 😭).

I hope we'll get to see more of the side characters and what MCs life is like outside of just the three guys, but I honestly doubt it lmao (more for me to hc abt ig lol).

I have more but this is already rambly and idk how to be coherent rn. This game is giving me brainworms and I'm def thinking abt it too hard. Oh, well. I don't consume media, media consumes me.

i'm telling you it's xavier boyfriend zayne husband and rafayel sneaky link. that's exactly the look and vibe they give off.

i think as of right now zayne is the most popular, at least on ao3 him/mc is the most popular ship. which is just to be expected when you have a levi ackerman coded character LOL. like you said, he's a husband. he just is. he's a doctor and he's successful and he cares for the mc so deeply it just makes sense. i started the game for him because. i mean he looks like THAT. he acts like THAT. he has ice powers and you get to melt the ice in his heart and make him love you i adore that shit see my pinned post for the kind of romance i write you could make a zayne x reader set in the aot universe and it would be my fic. and dooooooon't get me started on dawnbreaker zayne. DON'T GET ME STARTED i gasped during the anecdote when the truth about the kid comes out. he dreams about his past life what the fuck bro what the fuck.

surprisingly, though, while i do love him, he's probably the one i've had the least amount of thoughts about (that's still clearly a lot of thoughts so that's not saying much). i think it's partly because my gacha favors xavier and rafayel a lot more and right now i pretty much am just heavily thinking about whichever guy i consumed the content for last.

xavier and rafayel have me obsessed. i thought xavier would be completely meh because zen from mysme was meh for me. but um. he was not meh. my levi hawks pattern has told me that i love a man who was forced into fighting because of the stupid goodness in his heart and manipulative outside forces. and even though that's not exactly what's going on with xav, he does have that vibe. his is the only myth i've watched in full and i'm just. they should have been able to go to uluru together. the scene where they're both lying on the ground i have watched it so many times. i love love love the royalty x captain of the guards trope so much. the fact that they both serve in both roles is insane. i've read the anecdote about her first life on philos too there's a fucking part in there that talks about how he shares his EARBUDS with you?????? end me.

and rafayel is beautiful. like he's actually beautiful. his english voice actor makes him sound so fucking bisexual + the bi wife energy whenever you're with him is just. UGH. the game is hilarious whenever he's on screen and obviously with the way the main story has ended for now he's the most intriguing. and while you can feel the pining energy from all three of them, his is just. lowkey the most pathetic. and i eat it up. bro started TEACHING AT HER COLLEGE just for the chance to see her. i like that he's not possessive per se but he is very whiny and attention seeking the sassy man syndrome is real. i need to unlock his myth but i'm not patient so i may very likely just watch it on youtube. i need to see hunter rafayel. i need to see him right now.

the main story is genuinely fascinating. i was a little bit bored up until the explosion happened and it really kicked in. bc suddenly it's not just 3 guys and you doing your best, but you actively investigating and them helping you. like i said i don't have raf's myth and i haven't finished zayne's yet (need more fucking upgrades to his card) so i don't have the full story but at least what i'm getting right now is okay. they're all from the past or future. they all remember?? xavier and rafayel definitely do. zayne knows something about grandma who seems kinda shady to me. i've seen the caleb=sylus or at least caleb lives theories. i saw someone say the man at the end isn't sylus though? and his english va is the same as caleb's but in other languages it's someone else. idk.

idk about the others but xavier's myth being in the future makes sense. i'm pretty sure the timeline goes: in our current timeline, earth is about to go bye-bye and become inhabitable bc of wanderers -> survivors go to philos -> xavier and a new mc are both born -> she dies bc of something in her heart and is reborn bc she's the only one who's truly immortal (everyone else on philos lives forever naturally but can still be killed i think??) -> new lightseeker mc and xavier are meant to become guard and prince respectively but philos is dying -> to save mc from being sacrificed again and again xavier decides to go back in time to find another way where he after at least like 200 years meets current timeline mc

i know what you mean about not being able to see caleb as a love interest. the first time i saw him i genuinely thought they had no need to make my brother this hot what the fuck. and then i realized he was just her childhood friend and i went

and then he blew up 😭

i neeeeeed to see the love interests interact. i mean mc barely thinks about the others whenever she's with one but i really hope in the next arc we actually see them meeting each other. beefing or working together or whatever, i need to know (i may also have already started a fic about what's gonna happen next bc i'm mentally ill). xavier has a tracker on her so he should be able to find her and zayne kinda disappeared off the face of the earth but i want them all back. i want interaction. i want it so bad.

[autisticlancemcclain]

thank u @zenstrike for the tag <333333333 i see ur mic and i'm elated about it

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

185! but i haven't updated in like a week and a half so we're probably closer to 190

2. what’s your total ao3 word count?

556,104. i am very excited to watch it jump up when i finally finish my longfic teehee

3. what fandoms do you write for?

literally just voltron lol. well not counting baby me's wattpad lol. i started writing almost two years ago and just went ham basically. i've been intentionally avoiding things that i know i will get hyperfixated on bc i don't want to stop my writing obsession lol

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

ooooou i'm excited to check. i know it's changed quite a bit over time. i usually sort them by hits!

i will grind you to sand (beneath my louboutin heels) [voltron, 2573 words]: bamf lance fic where i give him a revolver and let him go ham basically

mr. snuggles [voltron, 1656 words]: one of my very earliest fics! lance, lover of weirdo animals, finds a demonic cat-sized spider and adopts it despite his friend's freakouts

he might not look like he gets bitches (but honey that dick was eleven inches) [voltron, 1136 words]: this one is so dorky lol but it's just secret relationship klance coming to light in the most embarrassing possible way

does anyone know where the love of god goes (when the waves turn the minutes to hours) [voltron, 4283]: a canon divergence au where lance is a seer and convinces the skeptics on his team of his abilities by ending the war

this is the part of me that you're never gonna ever get away) [voltron, 3262 words]: a lance & shiro hurt/comfort with a small autistic lance character study! i'm very proud of this one

5. do you respond to comments?

i definitely do on tumblr! it's one of the first things i do when i wake up actually. on ao3, though...i'm pretty sure i have about eight hundred unanswered comments sitting in my inbox 💀 it's an ongoing issue

6. what’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i'm almost sure it's this post-game show lance leaving fic, because i got comments and asks for weeks begging me to write a happy ending lol. but this fic from the hana universe, from when keith is little and shiro is fighting for custody and they haven't figured things out yet. that one is sad. this dream pov adashi fic is also sad and has no happy ending bc, you know. shiro is in space and adam thinks he's dead and everything. my loneliest series is also still in progress and as such there is no happy ending. and this is my earliest angsty-ending fic with MCD

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

oh god pretty much everything i write has a happy ending?? if i’m being serious?? frankly i don’t do a lot of linear plot. i just write Scenes that are vaguely connected. BUT my h2o fic had a plot that ended happily, as did my cowboy fic, but truly i’m more of a slice of life kinda gal. all my active wips are plot-driven, though, and i plan for all of them to end happily.

8. do you get hate on fics?

oh god yeah. i get it on brown eyed lance, autistic lance, adhd keith, allura just in general (are you sensing a pattern), my refusal to use readmores, and lately just some demands for me to write differently/more?? most of it is just funny so i post it to goof on it lol, but some of it i just delete and pout about until i forget about it 💀

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

yes and it’s nasty and i will literally never ever post it. although i guess i’ve written some softer stuff that’s more allusion than anything, like in my loneliest series.

10. do you write crossovers? what’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not anymore, but i did when i was a kid?? i think i wrote a pjo/hoo/divergent/the mortal instruments/homestuck/a bunch of other shit fic when i was 13. i’ve successfully blocked that era out of my mind tho so i’m not sure. i do a lot of insane aus, tho. i wrote a fic based off a country song written in the sixties. so.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

i’ve had people write continuations of my wips?? which i didn’t rly like. i just ignored it.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

someone has asked me about translating a fic before! haven’t heard anything since tho.

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

i have tried. i’m not very good at it. i have very Specific ideas about things and can be very controlling, so it’s honestly better that i don’t lol.

14. what’s your all-time favorite ship?

klance, easy. been in the trenches of this goddamn fandom since i was 13 years of age. it’s been a Journey.

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

god, the butterfly effect. i get people asking me to update all the time and i genuinely feel bad, because i have absolutely no ideas or plans for it. i might try to come up with an ending of some kind?? but i wrote that like two years ago, so i have changed a LOT about my writing since then.

16. what are your writing strengths?

dialogue and humour, i think. and sometimes writing lack of emotional communication (if that makes sense — i like to try and write around an emotion).

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

i over explain a lot. and i overuse dialog ur tags sometimes. i have a Very Specific scene playing out in my head and i want everyone else to see it like i’m seeing it, which is my downfall a lot. i’ve been trying to work on implicit stage directions.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i think sometimes it’s necessary? it can be a good tool for humour, like with cussing that can’t be achieved in english. but while i understand and read several languages i have always always struggled to speak or write in them. it’s very frustrating so i often avoid the subject entirely lol.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

i’ve been writing fanfic in my head since before i knew what it was, but i started typing things at around 11 when i used to homestuck roleplay with my friends lol. messy messy times.

20. favorite fic you’ve ever written?

oh i am my own target audience. i have several.

i need a man (who’s patient and kind): keith-centric post canon (divergence) fic where lance takes him to his family and keith is good with kids and just keith being loved is the whole point. always.

what if i lose it all: an alternate universe where lance, as a baby, loses both his parents, and then is raised by his oldest siblings. in luis’ pov.

when does a ripple become a tidal wave (when does the reason become the flame): brogane fight & angst canon divergence post season 6; covering shiro’s guilt complex and keith’s unwavering loyalty

he’s into superstitions (black cats and voodoo dolls): halloween verse with witch lance and vampire keith! i have barely spoken about this au on here but rest assured i’m thinking about it all the fucking time

the applebee’s universe: modern au with young keith and lance learning how to love each other

ceilings (plaster): non-linear dream-like fic that’s just so trippy and strange i’m obsessed with it

if the sky comes falling down (for you) there’s nothing in this world i wouldn’t do: a keith character study about how the biggest bleeding heart in the universe loves

the hana universe: brogane-centric universe as their family starts rocky and grows

thank u again for the tag zen <33 open offer for anyone else who would like to hop on!!

[psychelis-new]

Hi hii✨ how are you? So I just woke up from a dream and I would like to have your input on it. I think it was abroad in a school with artistic fields and I've seen people that I know in that dream it's like we were friends who knew each other before and luckily got into the same school abroad. I remember seeing flowers and I was enchanted by them cause I've never really saw them in my country , I remember they were roses big ones and multiple on the ground. The ones I remember we're purple ones and white ones with yellow in the middle ( I'm not sure the latter are daisies tho idk) Also i missed my family and I called my mom and was emotional telling her I want to come back home lol and I briefly remember telling her I made dresses? I remember entering a classroom and seing my friends excited telling me to come and see something and once there they introduced me to famous people I guess .. saying they made Nintendo 😭 they were young just like us ( that school is a creative one ) they were many of them and there was a guy who was talking and smiling to us (like flirting)and it's weird but I woke up after and immediately thought bout my husband after seeing that guy lol. There's this scene tho where there was a friend who was a photographer of some sort I think that was her field and she was telling us that she had a shoot for 2h or something like that and me my little aunts and I were gossiping and they showed me a picture of one of their friends who participated to some sort of competition for misses ( she probably earned the title of miss somewhere) and was wearing a white dress or something. That's all I think. Thank you🫶

Nb: there are some things I related to in the dream that may happen in the future that I'm going to tell you about them later on, I would like to see your interpretation first if you don't mind. also I've noticed that sometimes I think I have prophecy dreams idk😭

Hello,

Tbh dreams may be influenced by our desires (dreams are a conscious mind's window on our unconscious), so you saying that you relate to some of the things in the dream and that those may happen in your future, may actually change the interpretation (ofc they may also just act as a "trigger" for something, generally an emotion/issue, and appear in the dream only as a symbol). Since you don't want to share beforehands, I'm gonna just follow what I get. Let's see

You may have been stressing over something or overworking yourself and now you need to take a break from that. It could be about being "overwhelmed by others" (your relationships) tbh but you're kinda learning how to deal with them, how to behave/accept others (and yourself?) and maybe you're creating new connections both with yourself and others and this is creating some type of comfort within you. It's like some things are changing for you and it's kind of making you feel better. Or if it's not yet happening, it may be indeed related to your future: an upcoming change and new strong relationships may flourish for you next (maybe the advice here it's to just try to take a break and comfort/work on yourself while waiting for the next step). I think that while in the process (so either now or next) you may be feeling like going back to your old habits, falling into old patterns or something (which is entirely normal, so please don't beat yourself up but keep being kind with yourself and show yourself compassion and support). Remember (whether this is about your actual relationship with your mother or not) that you can learn to interact in a different way at anytime, being more authentic with yourself and others too. Maybe you wish for your mother to talk this way with you as well? I'm not sure if that's the relationship that is specifically overwhelming you or not, but I hope you keep in mind we cannot heal or change/control others anyway. Not sure if you struggle being seen and you need to behave in a certain way to feel so but please remember it starts from within you and being aware of your needs and fears. You don't have to necessarily look outside or in a specific person (that probably cannot give you what you need, especially if you don't ask for it). You can mother yourself in the meantime even if it's tough. I think you are now eager to meet new people and be the person you want to be: someone seen and loved, appreciated, wanted. It's like you want something to happen irl so badly, indeed meeting new people, being a new person, being successful and meeting your bf/husband (love in general). A new start? You're probably in a learning phase about your wants though, or about how to make them come true. But it's possible that your present relationships are blocking/caging you and making you daydream about that future to the point that everything is becoming stressful? (maybe that future is more of an escape for now?) i think you need to stop for a moment and find balance within as it seems you probably feel bad/guilty about something you may have done too. Realize why you did that (prolly just because of your need to feel seen and recognized/appreciated) and try to close with the past and forgive yourself. You're worthy, you don't have to compare with anyone else and you'll have everything you wish for but please forgive yourself, take a break and focus on you and not others. Try to accept yourself entirely (we all do something bad here and there, we all aren't perfect and make mistakes... we're just learning and trying) and really forgive yourself and move on (take your time ofc and always be nice with yourself: indeed try to mother yourself).

Take good care and stay hydrated! You deserve lot of love now, give yourself plenty. And rest well.

Not sure if you can find this of help or not but yeah...

[erieren]

MIDNIGHT

pairing: jean kirstein x f!reader

content warnings: unestablished relationship, smut, thigh riding, dry humping, some spanking, unprotected sex, mention of pregnancy, cum eating

word count: 2.6k

summary: your friend with benefits pays you a visit when you have trouble falling asleep one night.

note: happy belated birthday to jean! this isn’t birthday related, but i just wanted to have something posted for the occasion. this is loosely based off a dream i had a couple months ago, so this is just me coming back to it lol

Twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes have passed since Jean said he was coming over. The storm brewing outside is probably why he’s taking so long. Heavy raindrops pelt against the windows, and the wind howls as it ruffles through the branches of trees. Booming claps of thunder shake the confines of your tiny apartment. The pillow pressed against your face does little to drown out Mother Nature’s wailing. 

Your phone vibrates; it’s a text from Jean. 

in the parking lot, i’ll be up in a sec

With reluctance, you sit up and toss your pillow to the side. Swinging your legs over the edge of the bed, your feet come in contact with the fuzzy rug on the floor. You put your slippers on before traversing through the dark hallway leading to the front door. Just as you reach for the doorknob, you hear his distinct knocking pattern, one that he made specifically so that you would know it’s him.

Once the door is opened, you're met with the sight of a slightly out of breath Jean. His head is only half covered by the hood of his black hoodie, which you assume is entirely soaked through.

“Couldn’t sleep?” he asks while stepping in, making sure to kick off his shoes at the door to not track any dirt inside. 

“Another restless night,” you confirm, shutting and locking the door behind him. 

“I’m here now,” he whispers. He tenderly cradles your jaw and tips your head up to plant a kiss to your forehead. Before he has a chance to stand up straight, you wrap your arms around his neck and bring him into a kiss. There’s traces of mint on his lips.

“Your hoodie is drenched,” you say after pulling away. 

“Looks like we gotta do something about it.” Without another word, he reaches behind his neck to tug the fabric off. Your eyes flicker to his abs and you half expect him to cover them back up, only to realize that he isn’t even wearing a shirt underneath. “You mind if I leave this here?”

You look over to where he’s draping his hoodie over the back of a barstool. “I can put it in the dryer for you if you want.” 

“Nah, it’s cool. It can dry overnight.”

You make your way back into your bedroom; the sound of Jean’s feet padding against the floor indicate that he’s following you. A bright flash of light floods through the cracks in your blinds, followed by a deafening thunderclap, causing you to jolt. The feeling of his firm hands on your shoulders is enough to calm you.

“My pants are kinda wet too,” he comments when you take a seat on the edge of your bed. “So I’m gonna go ahead and take ’em off.” His fingers curl around the waistband of his sweats. Part of you thinks that he may have gone commando on his lower half as well, but even in the dim light you see his happy trail disappear into the band of his boxers.

“You sure it’s not just an excuse to get naked?” you joke as he basically tackles you against your bed.

“It might’ve been,” he admits, voice muffled by the way he nips at the skin of your neck. 

“Hey, no hickeys.”

"No hickeys where others can see.” 

With that, he continues placing featherlight kisses down your neck and along your collarbone. The sleeve of your loose-fitting pajama shirt starts to droop, exposing more of your skin to him. As he lowers himself, you card your fingers through his damp hair. His hands slip under the fabric of your shirt to massage the supple skin of your tits.

“Wanna take this off for me?” His voice drops an octave as he looks up at you with eager eyes. After a silent nod, he moves to the side to allow you to lift the fabric off your body. The cold air causes your nipples to stiffen, but it doesn’t last long when Jean takes one into his mouth and pinches it between his fingers.

Your breathing grows more labored when you feel the warmth of his hand move down your body towards your shorts. Fingertips dance across the waistband, teasingly pulling them down just a bit before letting it snap back into place.

“Jean,” you exhale, “I need you.”

He’s heard those words come from you a million times before but every single time he hears it, he can’t help but feel all warm inside. His heart swells, and he feels the blood flowing south in desperation, finally ripping your shorts off your legs. You can finally see how his dick strains against his boxers when he flips the two of you over, setting you down with your legs around one of his thighs.

“You need me?” he asks, which earns him a nod in response. “Show me.” His large hands settle on your hips, right above the waistband of your panties, and he steadily helps to rock your hips back and forth. You grab onto his shoulders for leverage, pulling him closer until his face is buried in your chest. It was suffocating him, but in the best way possible.

His fingers dig into the flesh of your ass, moving you with more force as he continues nipping at your breasts. The storm outside persists, and it feels as if the humidity is seeping into your room. Your skin feels sticky with sweat from the closeness to Jean, but it’s the last thing on your mind.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect,” he says breathlessly. He begins to picture you riding him like this, bouncing up and down in his lap while he thumbs at your clit. The thought alone is enough for him to start leaking through his boxers, but he controls himself. There’s something about the craving and yearning of you riding his thigh that is just so incredibly sexy to him. Hearing how whiny you get just from dragging your clit across his thigh strokes his ego; it makes him realize that he’s the only one that can get you in this mindless, fucked-out state without even having fucked you yet.

“Jean, please,” you beg. What he’s giving you is just not enough.

“Patience.” Nevertheless, he grabs your hips and pulls you closer so that you’re sitting directly on his cock. “You feel that? It’s all for you.”

A gasp leaves your mouth as you start grinding on his clothed dick. He’s so hard, and you start to feel kind of bad for him, yet this whole time he’s been the one setting the pace. So you can’t feel too bad, especially when he starts slipping his fingers past your panties. Now he can really feel how wet you are. His middle finger prods at your entrance at an awkward angle, but he eventually pushes it into you, adding his ring finger not too long after. 

The movement of your hips comes to a slow roll before finally coming to a stop. You can feel how his fingers curl inside you to hit that spongy spot that makes you let out desperate moans. His palm nudges against your clit with every pump of his fingers, and you’re already so close. He can tell by the way you squeeze his fingers every time he pulls them out; it’s like you just keep sucking him back in. Your fingernails dig into his shoulders when he keeps stimulating your g-spot and the coil in your stomach tightens. At this rate, you’re bound to make a mess in your panties and on his hand.

But Jean stops. He retracts his fingers from your pussy, leaving you to underwhelmingly come down from the high that was building up.

“What was that for?” you whine, clawing at and leaving red marks on his chest.

“Want you cumming on my dick,” he murmurs while shifting your position yet again. He moves out from under you and turns you to your side, so that your back is against his chest. With a light slap to your ass, he tells you to take your underwear off, and you comply. He moves around behind you, presumably removing his boxers. “Do you have any condoms?”

You shake your head against your pillow, and he sighs at the thought of having to clean up afterwards. “Remind me to get some for next time.”

“No promises,” you giggle, earning you another spank to your ass. Before you have any time to recover, Jean is already lifting your leg in the air and pushing his dick past your entrance. 

“J-Jean!” You choke out. He already set a steady pace with a firm grip on your thigh keeping you in place. You’re sucking in air, but it feels like you’re not breathing.

“Do you think I’m playing around?” he grunts. “Because I’m not.”

Only then do you realize that he’s dead serious. The two of you almost never fuck with condoms. With nearly all your sexcapades happening in the dead of night—much like tonight—the neediness and desperation for one another is just too much for either of you to care. Perhaps the reason as to why he’s so adamant about it now is because you did in fact have a pregnancy scare the last time you hooked up with him, which was about two weeks ago.

Your slick-coated walls make it easy for his dick to reach the deepest parts of you. The ache in your leg spreads to your lower abdomen where it feels as if his dick is stabbing your cervix, causing your moans to grow louder.

“Slow down! I can’t– It’s too much!”

“Oh, come on. You can take it, I know you can,” he whispers into your ear, sending a chill down your spine. “You always take me so well, baby.”

And that was enough for you to cum without warning. You open your mouth to try and say something, but your throat runs dry and a dying whine comes out instead. Jean can feel your juices running down his dick, and he has to pull out to stop himself from prematurely releasing his load inside your cunt.

“Holy shit, baby,” he says in disbelief. “Think you can give me one more?”

“Yeah…” you weakly say.

“Good girl.”

The praise makes your heart flutter in your chest, like a bird stuck in a cage. He gently sets your leg down and repositions himself on top of you and allows you a moment to get comfy. When he pries your legs open, he can see the arousal smeared across your inner thighs and glistening on your clit. He almost wants to bury his head between your thighs can feast on your pussy, but with him already being so close to his orgasm, he decides against it. Maybe if you let him stay tonight, he’ll wake you up with a surprise. 

He tenderly presses his lips against yours before thrusting into your pussy again. Your mouth opens with a gasp, allowing him to slip his tongue inside your mouth. With the way he’s fucking you, you can’t even kiss him properly, leaving him to do all the work. But he doesn’t mind, and swallows every single one of your moans as your fingers tangle in his hair.

"You always feel so good around me” he grunts, picking up the pace. The sounds of the bed creaking and his skin slapping against yours are drowned out by the low rumbles of thunder outside. “Always so fuckin’ tight, no matter how many times you take me.”

“Feels so good,” you manage to say in between breaths.

“Yeah?” A particularly deep thrust steals the air from your lungs. “That’s why you keep coming back to me, right? You in love with me or something?”

Your face grows even hotter, and it feels like lava is coursing through your veins. “I– No!” you stammer, looking away in embarrassment. The topic of having an actual romantic relationship never really came up in conversation, so hearing him say that was quite a shock. Though you were never vocal about your feelings towards him, you always assumed he knew that you love him through small gestures such as grabbing him a cup of his favorite coffee or sending him videos or memes that remind you of him.

“You’re lying.” Another harsh thrust. “I don’t like that. Look at me.”

You refuse, still choosing to look towards the wall. And Jean definitely doesn’t like that. He grabs your chin so that you face him, but you still cast your gaze away from his eyes.

“Look at me.”

The sternness in his voice is threatening, and you’re scared that he might stop the thrust of his hips. So reluctantly, you finally make eye contact.

“Do you love me?” he asks again, this time more serious.

In your moment of weakness, you have nowhere to run or hide. You wish that you could just disappear from under him, but his grip on your hips is enough to ground you to reality. “I love you, Jean.”

He mutters something under his breath, but you don’t catch it. His thumb finds its way to your clit and he rubs it in a circular motion. He slows down his pace, opting to go for deeper strokes instead. After nearly pulling out all the way, his hips become flush against yours as he grinds his dick deep inside your body. You can feel him in your stomach, fucking up your guts in the most pleasurable way possible. And then he repeats, pulling out until just the tip of his cock is in you then burying himself to the hilt. You can’t help but think about how big he actually feels when he does this. 

Jean feels your orgasm approaching again, and he’s just about ready to spill his cum in you. He captures you in another kiss while continuing to stimulate your clit to finally bring you over the edge. He loves the way your pussy squeezes his dick; it makes him want to keep on fucking you to the point of overstimulation. But he can’t last much longer especially when he feels your pussy flutter around him. His senses are overwhelmed with the thought of you, and his pace falters.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groans. “Wanna cum in that pretty mouth. Are you gonna let me?”

“Mhm!” you eagerly say.

He pulls out and sits back, allowing you to lean forward and take his dick in your mouth. With just a couple pumps of your dainty hand, he releases his hot, thick cum down your throat. His teeth snag his bottom lip, nearly drawing blood from how hard he was refraining to moan. Just when he thinks he’s done, you give him a doe-eyed look, cause him to weakly spurt out another rope of cum that lands on your cheek. He wipes it away with the pad of his thumb before bringing it to your mouth, letting you suck on it while patting your head with his free hand.

“I’m gonna get some water,” he says after climbing off your bed and putting his boxers back on. When he returns to your room just a couple minutes later, he sees your duvet draped over your still body. Assuming that you’ve fallen asleep, he quietly searches for his pants and puts them back on, preparing to leave. But as he steps out of the doorway again, he hears your faint voice call out for him.

“Jean,” you say. He can barely hear you, so he makes his way towards you. He crouches next to your bed so that he can properly see your face. “Stay the night.”

Without hesitation, he removes his sweats for the second time that night and crawls into your bed beside you. He pulls you into his body, and you can hear how his heart hammers in his chest. Listening to that and the sound of the rain lulls you to sleep, and Jean says something right before you slip out of consciousness.

“I love you, too.”

tagging: @princess-jaeger @jeanslove (join my taglist here)

[imagine--if]

Dating Edward Nashton/Riddler Would Include:

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: The Batman Spoilers? Mentions of killing and villainous action hehe

A/N: My requests are open for more Riddler imagines/hcs 😄 the guidelines link is here. Be sure to send in requests and follow me and stuff 🙃 I legit nearly finished writing a fluff alphabet for Eddie yesterday and it just DELETED from my drafts 😡😭 so that was painful. Still wrote this anyways tho 🖤

• Lol where do I even start with this guy

• You'd meet him either in Arkham or somewhere like the diner he goes to

• You're the kind of person that's not afraid to get your hands dirty and isn't a stranger to the crime and killing in Gotham

• Eddie's quite a quiet guy, something no one would think anything of until he actually talks and that streak of insanity and chaos is laced in his words and in his eyes

• Needless to say, he was spellbound when he saw you

• Like??? You're so pretty and intelligent and observant and his dream partner hefkabfdfsv

• He may do some light stalking, since he's too shy to initiate anything, so it may be you who makes the first proper move

• After a few conversations and stuff, you'll be seeing a lot of him

• Probably hearing a lot of random riddles which he's ecstatic about when you get them right

• Still, he doesn't want to put you in danger with his Riddler world, but doesn't want to start a relationship where it's hidden until you ultimately find out and are hurt and stuff

• If you meet in Arkham, you'll know anyway, and he'll admire your determination and skills and power that got you there in the first place

• If not, he'd be somewhat nervous to admit it for fear of it driving you away, but it does nothing of the sort

• Once it's out in the open and he realises you accept it and like it and are willing to either be his partner in crime or in the background of things, he's so relieved and you two are inseparable. He's not giving you up anytime soon

• What he feels when he's with you is something he never really felt in all those awful years at the orphanage and being invisible to the world

• You're an ethereal being to him, and he doesn't know what the hecc he did to deserve you

• He's a fairly clingy man, affectionately and by wanting to make sure you're protected, so he'll come running if you need anything

• Expect to be in a crap ton of his streams and videos on social media, showing you off in your own villain persona disguise (if you have/want one)

• If you don't want to be then that's fine ofc

• I feel like loads of riddles about love and angels and beauty are gonna be thrown at his victims, and instead of accepting the actual answer it'll be your name 🖤

• You're the only one who can calm him down when he's screaming and getting hysterics over something, just by your presence or hugs and stuff

• Man's whipped 😂💕

• Ed getting introduced to hugs and cuddles and kisses is new for him, since he was never shown that attention and love, but after a little while of getting used to it he can't get enough

• Seriously

• He's a very affectionate guy and loves everything about you, because he be a simp

• God help anyone who tries to hurt or capture you

• He'll go absolutely mad and won't stop until you're safe and they're dealt with brutally

• You're crying? So's he

• I can just imagine there being some bleeding victim taped up in front of him, with only three chances (riddles) to live, and you're standing in front of him with his arms wrapped around you, his chin resting on your shoulder or head while he absentmindedly draws lazy patterns onto the skin of your arms or playing with your hair gently

• Complete power couple

• Aka, one of the GCPD and Batman's biggest problems

• I think I'm done 😎

• Eddie's such a soft, beautiful guy that's totally in love and MuSt Be PrOtEcTeD aT aLl CoStS

• Mkay now I'm done 💕

[tarotnoob]

PAC: General message & advice

Felt like doing some good ol' general messages for everyone to help you along your way right now.

Pile 1: First Quarter moon in Sagittarius

Pile 2: New Moon in Gemini

Pile 3: New Moon in Libra

Please pick the pile(s) you're drawn to, and scroll for your messages.

Pile 1: First Quarter moon in Sag

I almost want to just say get ready for a whole new cycle of good luck. If you are concerned about the outcome of a situation and whether it will go your way - yes. Bat and 10 of swords talk about the end of a cycle or a pattern that's ready/needs to be released. I feel like you're in for some unexpected good news and it's mostly unexpected because, probably, you've had a long cycle of shitty luck or just nothing ever going anywhere. But, now it seems like something is falling away and karma is about to be bestowed onto you.

In particular, if there's a project or situation coming to an end, I feel like even if this *thing* that comes in now isn't related to that, this *thing* is the result of hard work and effort that has been put into something, whether it's a tangible thing or it's spiritual work you've been doing. The basic message here for you is - shit's gonna change and get better from you for now on and you can expect better luck and fortune than before. I also feel what would help is to go into any NEW ventures from now on with a positive mindset. Believe in your abilities, believe in your luck, believe in your success. When you make choices in the near future, do so with your best interests in mind and with the thought that it WILL work out.

Also, it seems like in regard to projects or jobs, studies - for every bit of effort you put in or step you take, the scales are going to tip in your favor. Almost as if the universe will match you "pound for pound."

This is a pile that might be seeing 111 or 1111 or 1011. With the numbers here being 10/1 and 11/2, there's definitely a phase of things coming to an end and then a fresh start beginning, so you should make the most of it. If there were failures or busts prior to this, just let those go. Things might not end up happening the same way as before. I really get the sense that the odds are more in your favor from now on. You might see feathers or even bats as a sign of being on the right path. The first quarter moon in Sag happens during Virgo season, and then we have the Libra card, so perhaps the seasons of Virgo-Libra will be significantly lucky or filled with good fortune for this pile.

Other validations that this message is for you - we have Sagittarius, Libra and air cards.

Intuitively, it seems like you're attracting or manifesting something pretty big into your life soon. It could be different for various people, but the bats are surrounding this moon, we have the moon and an orb being attracted to the figure in the Sag card, the Justice card holding onto the moon.

I also get the sense with 10 of swords that you may have to release a few things/responsibilities/tasks/expectations in order to feel "lighter" and at your best.

As for meditations, some breathing exercises and moon rituals would be great for this pile during this time. You might receive messages through things you can hear such as songs, ads, overhearing certain words in conversations, dialogue, etc...

And, finally, just... faith will be important. Even if you are thinking: well I did all the work last year and nothing came of it, life is stagnant, where are my results... it's really important to let go of that way of thinking and consider it a fresh start. Be optimistic, go ahead and have big dreams, just remember that even plans and goals require effort and your advised to take those baby steps if you don't know where to start. For specific folks, legal outcomes should work in your favor even if it's been a long, hard battle. Mostly - I would expect positive results for anything you've been working on - exams, raises, promotions, raffles, lotto tickets, lol.... your shit luck is over... so go in thinking: okay i am the luckiest person in the world and i will receive this from the universe bc i deserve it and i just will.

And if you're given the choice to let go of something that weighs you down - now's a great time to release and let go. Something better will take its place!

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Pile 2: New moon in Gemini

This pile is a bit freaky. We have 4 6's because the koi and leafcutter ant cards are on page 51 and 60 and we'll say the Gemini card counts as an extra 6, so - there is a lot of Gemini energy here, as well as Leo. Even the Lovers and Strength card in this deck mirror each other?

My personal feelings are that this is about relationships for pile 2. That's typical of pile 2s anyway, but there seems to be a situation with another person or some relationship in which you really will have to put a lot of thought into a decision or situation. The other advice here is if you aren't sure what to do in this situation with this person - to talk it out either with this person or seek advice from a friend. These are two major arcana that fell out, as well, so it's a meaningful or big decision/situation/relationship that we're talking about. It may even be about a next big step in a romantic relationship or a decision to enter into a romantic relationship (maybe with someone who is a Gemini or Leo or has those in their big 3) or the time of Gemini to Leo season will be significant for you, especially in regard to a certain relationship. Koi talks about good fortune, but what hits me first is actually the idea of "love." We also have emphasis here on determination (to build something). This may be for folks who need or want to reconcile with a person but whatever it is there is some type of... thought process that needs to be happen, to think over the matter and probably not move too hastily.

When I look at the lion/girl - it does make me think of a soulmate situation, with the two people involved BOTH having big thoughts about this connection but it having to be worked out together. We also have the themes of communication and choices here (as the Lovers card can mean both). So it's a relationship... a close one at that or at least... something about the two of you... gives off... soulmate vibes. It can be a partner, bff, family member... but the idea is to work through something together regardless of whatever the outcome may be. Even the koi card mentions something about... take care of something so that you can get back into the ebb and flow of life, so... there is something that needs or requires your attention. You don't have to figure it out by yourself either. It's highly recommended that you seek out a companion who could help you mull over the situation and your options. I... won't say that ALL situations are positive as in this is two people who are like LET'S GET MARRIED. I feel this is all kinds of sad or happy situations for "couples" here. All I know is that there's a seriousness to the matter being discussed or thought about and no one in the cards looks OVERLY happy but it's not as if this is like "let's break up" either.

This is very clearly two people (or whatever) working through something together in all aspects of what that could be. And there is an undeniable closeness, attachment, bond for these people. Now, if romance isn't in the cards, it's as simple as - you seem to be going through something and you need a sounding board. You need help or need someone to talk to, so go to someone you trust who will be respectful and offer advice that can help.

Gemini season may play a big part for you this year.

This pile creeps me out, can I tell you why. I have felt for a long while that my "person" could be a Leo. Every PAC about a future spouse/partner it's almost always a Leo this and Leo that and I'm a Gemini so yes my first thoughts were like ummm some Leo and Gemini be hookin' up pretty soon, lol. But let's say a situation like that happens for you - it feeeeeeels like rather than it being like YAY MY SOULMATE that both people are hit like a ton of bricks by the situation, possibly because the timing feels off or the feelings are too strong, like imaging meeting someone and BOTH of you JUST KNOW or you have so much in common that it's creepy so you both kinda get cold feet or what if you meet someone and they're from Europe and you live in the States so it's like yeah we have feels but HOW CAN WE MAKE THIS WORK and then you're all sad about it.

But a lot of it for me - more - or rather than a NEW relationship coming in, it's for people who already are having concerns or issues in a relationship and these people will need to have a conversation about what direction they want to go from here.

The koi and ant cards seem to highlight even more that this is a person in your close group like a friend, lover, family member.

I do also for individuals just get the sense of someone feeling down or depressed or overwhelmed and needing someone to reach out to - maybe you feel that you DON'T have that person so you're imagining or wishing you had that kind of person you could talk to.

And maybe a final message is... don't rush into any type of decision, okay? You really want to put thought into this. It could be before you decide to get engaged, break up, divorce, get married, have a baby, move in together, go on a date, have sex - everything here says... give some thought first... the outcome here isn't... appearing or seemingly relevant one way or the other, it's just a message to... take your time and think it through, particularly seek another's advice. Or the situation that requires thought will be happening not just to you but to someone else as if you're going to share this "situation" or experience with another and then the two of you (or group) will have to work through it together. I feel very strongly that if you have them to rely on someone close to you for help!!! Maybe it'll take strength to ask for help or determination to get through whatever this is, but you don't have to get through it alone - whether it's positive or "negative". I'm sounding cynical when the cards are pretty positive here... but I just keep getting this like "slow down" "caution" feel to it. It's going to be big-big for you whatever this is... even really good and amazing things can be overwhelming when they happen. It could be that you may have to comfort someone else through something... or vice versa, but then I guess just know how special that person is who decides to work through this with you... but I do feel there are people around you who are close to you who want to help you.

But if you asked something in your mind upon choosing this pile, like - should I go for it? Yes, yes you probably should but THINK IT THROUGH from all angles first. It will require effort and determination as well as the help of others to achieve whatever it is that you're wanting. There's nothing nothing nothing in the cards indicating you could accomplish what you need to ALONE - at least not fir this pile. It's going to take the help of others.

For real, though, let me know if any Gemini-Leo couples out there trying to make it work, lol.

Also June 8 or August 6 could be super specific significant dates for someone or suddenly seeing 66 or 666 or 668 6688 6668 idk. but 6 and 8 seem relevant... for me 6 is about personal harmony in a lot of areas of life - work, home, love and 8 is about personal empowerment or willpower or like infinity. So, sure it's got soulmate-y vibes so keep on the look out for your Leo/Gemini soulmate xD

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Pile 3: New Moon in Libra

Lots of new energy happening for this pile - literally because we have Fool, New Moon and New Pathways. It's a very general, non-specific message. Whatever new situation or path that you've chosen recently, it's all about the mindset you begin the adventure with, and it seems to want to advise you to carry into any new situation like the Queen of Wands - someone who's confident, vivacious, creative, bold, knows their worth... I do remember queen of pentacles at the back of the deck, as well, so I feel that this type of attitude is best taken into tangible situations such as new careers or even new relationships. We do have Libra here which can be about relationships but can be about aesthetics, so several of you likely are starting a new diet or beauty regimen simply for your own sake. So that you feel good and confident or sexy.

I really feel this is basically a morale booster, guides being cheerleaders and all like "get it gurl, girlboss energy" but regardless of gender. It's also if you are nervous about starting something new, to just go for it, take that risk, but do so with confidence. Why not jump into it thinking it's going to be successful or even if it's not "successful" you have a good time or learn something from the experience. Drop all of your expectations... like imagine going into a party and not worrying about what other's may think of how you look or dress or act and then everyone's attention is drawn to you bc you don't give a f*ck and you look like you feel secure in yourself... even if you don't FEEEEEEEL this way 100% i still suggest some faking it until you make-ing it for this new era in your life.

And it's possible that with a new relationship you're not sure if you want to ask that person out or whether they share your feelings or have feelings - just go for it, jump in, be confident. But - you know, always be safe. These are reasonable risks, not wake up with STDs and pregnant risks or fly to Bermuda with a complete stranger you meant online risks... just more risk than you're used to and LEAP.

For timing - there isn't much to work with as there's only a 0 here, but the new moon in libra happens in libra season when the moon is in libra - so perhaps there will be a boost in confidence or just a new path that opens especially around Libra season. It's possible you could have been drawn to pile 1, but pile 1 was mostly about what mindset you bring into new situations.

For some, there could be a new relationship that enters your life (platonic or romantic) in which a fire sign is involved or maybe their Uranus is in a fire placement bc I read Fool as a Uranus card, so like... Uranus in Sag year group or Uranus in Aries... idk what those years are or maybe there's a fire-air thing that's relevant to any potential relationships for this pile that are newly to begin or are entering a new phase. I don't think the antelope thinks too deeply about stuff - it just jumps into shit and does what it wants... so jump into that relationship, jump into that new beauty regimen or health lifestyle thing - it's far from pile 2, which were told to think it through - here thinking is... very... optional, lol. I can understand why there's air-fire energy bc for me it does have a bit of Aries-Leo-Gemini-Libra-maybe Sag... I don't know if I see Aquarius as a risk taker exactly... but, for me, fire and air placement folks are more inclined to wing it or jump in to the deep end depending on the whim of their mood, you know and this feels like a "whim" as opposed to a long-term plan. the cards are like just say fuck it and live a little, have fun, you're worth it, people like you know matter what you do or try - or if you had a question of: do they feel the same about me? yeah it says you are loved, so ask them out. if not them, ask someone else out.

if you want to try a new career, if you want to start a creative project - do the things that make you happy and feel confident. don't do things that make you feel like crap all the time. that's what the cards want to say and that's why it's a pretty simple, nonspecific message.

and as a recommendation, make a really good upbeat playlist that is filled with confident or high vibe types of music - especially when you're going for a walk/run/exercise routine. i think.... for this group... you could manifest a lot of good things if you hype yourself up a lot - like even if you aren't now, after you read this, just try a few things a day or week - confidence sleep meditations, upbeat playlists, journaling about accomplishments or goals or positive things about yourself, surround yourself with colors that make you feel good, pick out outfits that make you feel good, wear bright colors, maybe stuff associated with solar plexus like... yellows and oranges or reds... treat yourself to some new makeup, get a new haircut. don't think, just do. until you're living in that mindset regularly. it takes practice to have a positive mindset. you don't wake up and go I'M WORTH IT, you have to do things every day and repeat mantras until... it's... a regular thing you don't have to force. good attitudes are the same as exercising... a whee bit every day until you can run a marathon instead of wheezing after about a half mile, you know... endurance, determination, confidence.... pretend you're all that until you realize it's true. fo sho.

[sapnapmybeloved006]

Meeting dtqk for the first time + first impressions

(ALSO I LOVEEEE ALL YOUR HC😍)

THANK YOU!! I'm glad you're enjoying it🥰(This probably isn't what you were looking for but I can write something else similar if you'd like❤️)

First Impression scenarios with DTQK!! (From the streamers perspective)

Dream

For this scenario we're gonna say you're a fellow streamer and met at Twitch Con

I was happy to finally be going out with my friends, not seeing the light of day much beforehand. Me and George were walking through the con and talking to some new people, most being more streamers. At some point along the way George had wandered off to do his own thing. I didn't bother looking for him as I could just call him if I needed him. I looked around and spotted a person with the COOLEST t-shirt on. I walked up to them and started a conversation.

"Hey! I love your shirt."

"Hmm? Oh thank you! You're Dream."

"I am hehe. How's your afternoon going?"

"Busy, I've talked to so many people."

"Ugh same, so (insert fav video game) huh? Good choice good choice."

"Yeah, it's one of my favorites right now, you played it?"

"I did."

He heard your phone vibrate from you pocket/bag. You reached for it to open it and sighed.

"It's one of my friends, they're here with me and got caught up talking to someone, you want my number so we can talk more later?"

"Oh same, George and Sapnap are here too... Somewhere. Here I'll pull up my contacts."

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Just as I stepped though the door my mind wandered back to the person at con. Holy shit they were cute, those eyes, the personality. I'm gonna text them. No wait, too soon. They were so cool though.

"Hey Dream!" George yelled from the other side of the hotel room.

"Why are you yelling, I'm just around the corner dude. What do you want?"

"My bad, you've been awfully quiet since we met back up, are you alright?" He actually sounded concerned.

"Yeah, I met a cute person at con and don't know if I should text them yet or not."

"Oouu Dreamies got a crush huh? I mean go for it man, I'm sure they won't think anything of it." George went back in his phone shortly after.

"Oh shut it loser. I will" I walked over to my bad and pulled out my phone. Shit, they already texted me.

*Hey Dream! It's Y/N :)

-Hello!! Hru??

...

...

...

They're taking a while to type?

*I'm alright, couldn't stop thinking of you for some reason haha

-Me either lol

Holy shit holy shit holy shit, they're so cute, they were thinking about me too😭😭

George

For this one, you two met at the streamer awards 😸

I had to unbutton the top of my shirt, it was getting rather warm in here. I got interviewed and went to find Sapnap again. As I turned a corner I bumped right into someone.

"Oh shit! My bad, are yo- Woah."

"Umm, it's ok, what's the woah about haha" I teased them slightly looking to meet their eyes. 'Oh shit, they're kinda pretty.' I blushed a tad.

"Oh nothing sorry, You're Georgenotfound right? I've watched you a few times during squid craft."

"Did you? That's cool, are you nominated for anything tonight?" Why is making conversation with a cute person so hard, George get it together they probably have a partner.

"No, but I heard you buddy Quackity I'd nominate for Best Minecrafter, that's cool!" They never once broke eye contact, those eyes were something I'd never forget, mesmerizing really.

"Yeah, he couldn't make it, I'm here with Karl and Sapnap though. You here with friends?"

"No, None of my friends wanted to come. I'm so glad I met someone." They giggled.a.bit before going completely silent.

"I'm sure they won't mind you tagging along. I like the outfit by the way, it fits you good. Er umm I like the pattern." Shit shit shit, George you're an idiot.

"Hahaha oh George, you're blushing. Thank you, let's go find your friends shall we?"

"Yeah, they might be in the bathroom."

As they say here with us during the ceremony I was cought glancing by Sap.

"Gogys gotta crush huh?" Sapnap elbowed me a few times.

"Oh shit it man, I mean look at them, how could you not?"

"George, I'm right here ya know." They turned a bit to look at me. "If you wanted my number you could of just asked"

Sapnap and Karl laughed at this edging me on to ask them.

"I-I guess, umm, lemme pull up my contacts, get yours."

"Got it. Ya know, you're not to bad your self 'Gogy' haha"

"Thanks hehe"

Sapnap

You guys met online, you're not a streamer in this one.

"Hello? Is anyone else using a mic?"

That's the cutest voice I've ever heard, I have to turn mine on.

"Yeah. Hello?"

"Yes finally, Hi! I've been lobby hopping trying to find someone with their mic on."

"Oh damn haha, I'm Nick, what's your name?"

"Y/N, if your cool with answering, how old are you. I'm 19."

"I like that name, I'm 21. How's your day going"

"Pretty good, you sound kinda familiar, do you stream?"

"I do actually, I go by Sapnap online."

"Oh I know that name, I don't think I've watched you directly but I've seen clips of you from that smp everywhere."

"Yeah, it's sucky having that be the only thing I'm known for but it's some good recognition."

"I bet, so, you on here often?"

Keep it together Sap keep it together, you don't even know what they look like.

"Yeah actually, umm do you have insta or snap or anything? You seem pretty cool."

"Yeah get your insta up."

I rip my phone from my pocket faster than I intended too and scrolled to insta. "Ready"

"Ok it's (username) I'm assuming yours is just sapnap?"

"Yeah I followed you. I like that shirt in the first pic."

"Thanks, you're cute Nick."

"I um.. oh thanks hehe." Oh my God, you did not, don't do that to me I'll have stroke.

"Yeah, I'll dm you later the rounds about to start, good luck!"

"You too Y/N!"

Karl

You and Karl met in high school!

I hated being a mentor for new kids, they're always so awkward and weird. I waited with the principal for them. As soon as I spotted them I had changed my mind. They had (favorite band) in their shirt and their shoes were awesome.

"Bro, your shoes are killer, I'm Karl imma be your mentor for the first few days"

"Thanks, my name's (Y/N) er you probably knew that."

"I didn't actually, Mr.Principal doesn't tell us anything important, you didn't hear that from me though"

"Got it got it." We walked over to get their schedule and I showed them their locker.

"Damn, you're in almost all my classes, that's cool"

"Am I? Which ones don't we have?"

"Our maths and chem are switched. There in the same hallway, don't worry. Same homeroom and all that though"

"That's cool. Hey Karl?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you single?"

"I- what?"

"Sorry, sorry to soon youre just kinda really cute ya know?"

"No no, it's ok haha, I'll have to take you out sometime I guess, it just took me by surprise for a sec." Oh my god, no on I've ever liked has liked me back!! Eeee

"Alrighty then. To homeroom?"

"Yeah, I suppose so."

After that I got their snap and we texted constantly, they were super sweet and really funny. Best mentee ever.

Alex(the only one in readers pov)

You guys met when you were little kids🥺

"Hey (Guardian)? Why are there so many people?"

"Oh sweet thing, those are the new neighbors, why do you go talk to their son, he's just about your age I believe. His name is Alexis"

"Otay, I be back!!"

I ran across the kitchen and into the living room to fon the new frien.

"Heyo! Are you Alexis! I'm Y/N! I'm five!"

"Umm, yeh, Hi."

"How old are you Alexis?"

"sis, almost seben. Do you has a quiet place?"

"You don't like all da noise either huh? Yeah follow, my room is safe!"

"mmtay"

This kid is funny, he's so shushed and small. He's older than me too.

"this is da one. Siéntete como en casa!"*make yourself at home*

"You speak panish!"

"Sí! Sí! Not my first language but my (guardian) taught me!"

"Vats cool"

We spent the rest of the evening in my room playing and getting to know one another before he had to go. We promised we would hang out every day.

[sleevesareforlosers]

danny hi!!!! are u working on any projects rn and if so. can we see them 👀

HELLO matt sorry for the delay! Im workin on a few projects rn but i am a LITTLE low on photos so bear with me

the MOST RECENT thing ive started on is a cloak for @pollackpatrol which i don't have any pictures of rn unfortunately but im sure some will exist once im a little further along with it! currently waiting for the bias stretch to sort itself out lol

and then I got into the fabric for it today but i drafted the pattern a few weeks ago and i am making myself a pair of pants! i've been dreaming about these guys for almost a year theyre my take on a pair of 'farmer pants' i made for a production of the crucible last year and im using some nice grey wool flannel that I had leftover from one of my historical petticoats. enjoy the sole unfocused photo of them that i have so far

[ID. A soft-focused photo of the front panel of a pair of pants. There is an open box pleat basted down at the waistline, and a finished hip pocket along the (eventual) side seam. The fabric edges are pinked, rather than cut smooth and it is a medium grey, brushed and slightly fuzzy. End ID.]

and THEN i've been slowly knitting up THIS hood (ravelry link) with this GORGEOUS blue wool ive had for a few years. its nice to have a project that I can just kinda pick away at with no pressure, we're currently not speaking because i messed up a row and dont want to rip it back skdjfsh. lace knitting is NOT really my strong suit yet but its coming a lot easier than I expected and ough. look at her

[ID. An unfinished panel of knitting, roughly eight inches long so far. It is knitted in a lace pattern with a slightly feathery appearance, with a fine yarn that variegates between light and medium shades of blue. The bottom half of the knitting has a scalloped edge and is gathered slightly into the flat top portion. End ID.]

aaaaand im also gathering the fabric for uh... four different quilts and i have a pattern (ravelry link) and needles i need to suck up and buy for a DIFFERENT knitting project that im gonna make FIRST in some variegated green cotton i have and if i like it im gonna make another in purple for the fall out boy show.

so LOTS OF PROJECTS!! hope this was interesting to read and that you're doing well!

[valeriianz]

hi!!! love the band au playlist and excited to see starbenders on there!! I wanted to ask, ive been wanting to maybe (maybe!) draw something for bolt in the blue and was wondering if you have any visual inspirations for the endless' aesthetic? :)

!!!!!!!!!!

Um, hello! I'm so glad you're digging the music :D

I would absolutely ASCEND if you (maybe!) did any kind of art lol. But anyway, I'm actually gonna start getting into Endless' costumes/group aesthetic in later chapters, right now I'm drawing A LOT of visual inspiration from IAMX, Palaye Royale, and LPX. See more under the cut :D (I got carried away a;klgjalkgjf)

Desire is the front person, they carry the entire band, and they have the most personality. Every time I imagine them on stage, or what they could be wearing, my mind IMMEDIETLY goes to LPX:

She has so much energy on stage, her outfits are skin tight, leather, sometimes with jewels/patterns. Her off-stage persona is very colorful and very fashionable. I adore her and have basically based almost Desire's entire persona on her lmao.

I also (loosely) imagine Payale Royale as what the band could look like as a whole:

Honestly, could see Desire rocking the top that Remington is wearing (center) and then see Death wearing ALL THREE OF THESE LOOKS. She's classy while still maintaining the Look of the group.

Essentially, if I could describe Endless as whole, it would be like 80s-90s goth/glam, with the only people with the most color being Desire and Delirium.

Delirium is the most colorful of the group, she's got the wild, long, naturally blonde hair that she dyes every color imaginable. Wears fishnets under her torn shirts and skirts, wears studded chokers, wacky makeup and too much eyeliner, think 90s-00s pop/punk brat.

I haven't thought much yet about how Despair would present themselves (the woes of being the drummer), but probably baggy clothes, lots of blacks and whites, long black hair that hangs in her face... she's covered in tattoos so dense that they could pass for clothing from far away.

And finally DREAM:

Have you seen this art? Or this one? Post punk Dream can GET IT. And I'm maintaining this idea that Dream slowly gets more comfortable with fashion and, though he never wears anything outlandish or too attention grabbing, he always looks good (and always wears black).

I sometimes go to Chris Corner, or IAMX, when I think of Dream (just the fit, not anything else lol):

And finally, FINALLY, I found this video of Palaye Royale (you don't have to watch it all the way through) and the vibes here are pretty similar to Endless.

THANKS FOR THE ASK! lol I had a lot of fun answering this so, even if nothing comes from it, I feel like this has been productive for me and the fic, at least <3

[cal-kestis]

If I Could Never Give You Peace

(Javier Peña x Female Reader)

Gif by @pedropcl​ [original gifset]

Summary: Two years after resigning from the DEA, Javi finds himself in Los Angeles, haunted by glares of gunshots and blood-stained hands. He’d succumbed to the idea that he’d never have peace — doesn’t deserve it after everything he did in Colombia. Then, she moves in next door and maybe, he thinks, things could be different. “I hope this doesn’t scare you,” she whispers, her fingers still tracing shapes over his head. “But I care about you, Javi, a lot. I think I could fall in love with you someday...” She exhales, a quiet, shaky sound. “I think I’ve already started.” Word Count: 4,357 A/N: A Reader-insert one-shot with a nameless female reader. No “Y/N” or "you," but the reader can be anyone. Inspired heavily by Taylor Swift’s “Peace.” How many TS references can you find? Lol. Tags: Fluff, Angst (with a happy ending), Mentions of death (but no one dies, I promise), Alcohol, Cigarettes

[Read on AO3]

The rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me... All these people think love’s for show, but I would die for you in secret... Would it be enough, if I could never give you peace? — Taylor Swift, Peace —

When Javier Peña handed in his DEA badge and gun two years ago, he knew he couldn’t stay in Texas. Not forever.

Texas held too many familiar faces, old friends calling him a hero when he felt like a villain. It held too many ties to an old version of himself he’d rather not remember… muddied images of him with a beautiful woman, an abandoned altar, and a shattered promise. No, he couldn’t stay. Not even for his father.

So, Javier Peña and the unwelcomed overcast of his nightmares found a one-bedroom apartment in sunny Los Angeles.

In time, he realized he needed the city: constant motion, endless traffic, and hoards of busy people who would never remember his face. He could blend in. He could be alone.

He could have a clean slate.

But each night, glares of gunshots flashed behind his eyelids and invisible bloodstains marred his calloused palms as if to remind him:

He could never have peace.

Then, she moved in next door.

The first time he saw her, he only caught a glimpse. She and her boyfriend, he assumed, held towering stacks of brown boxes in front of their faces — sweating as they lugged the dusty weight into the empty space.

For a moment, he considered offering some neighborly help but decided against it — When have you ever cared about being a good neighbor, Javi? — closing himself in his quiet apartment with a glass of whiskey.

The second time he saw her, she came knocking on his door the next night.

“Hi, neighbor,” she smiled brilliantly. And for a split second, he swore he felt something foreign flutter in his stomach, but dismissed it as the after-effects of spoiled dinner. “I just moved in next door and wanted to introduce myself.”

He could not take his eyes off her. His gaze stayed glued to a small bead of sweat trailing a slow path down from her hairline, where she’d pulled it back with a makeshift scarf-headband. The droplet slipped down her cheekbone, over a smudge of dust that had settled in from her moving boxes. It drifted down the curve of her jaw, dipping into the slope of her neck until finally hiding away below her tank top. And by some miracle, she only needed to repeat her name for him once before he came out of the trance.

“Sorry.” He gulped, removing the cigarette dangling from his lips. “Javier.”

He extended his hand and she met him halfway. Soft. So soft.

“Good to meet you, Javier.” She smiled again. Flutter. “I’m sure you’re busy. Just wanted to say hi. I’ll see you around.”

And just like that, she swiftly turned on her heel to walk the few steps back to her door, bare feet strutting off, flaunting her daisy dukes, and — God help him, he’s a man and she’s beautiful — he stared.

The nail in the coffin?

When she opened her door and gave him one last smile over her shoulder, she winked.

No, he could never have peace.

—

After that, he hardly ever sees her.

Part of him feels relieved, unduly wary of the strange flutter he’d feel just thinking of her name. The other part, the traitorously curious part, dreams of catching another glimpse of her glistening skin or a quarter note of her honeyed voice. He’ll never admit it out loud, but he finds himself often wondering if her boyfriend gets to enjoy her sun rays and melodies. Lucky bastard.

He blames his roaming thoughts on the fact that it’s… been a while.

This is what you wanted, he’d remind himself when he’d wake to an empty bed — a stark contrast to his time in Colombia. This is the way things should be.

Just when he starts to believe those words, he finds her crumpled on the floor in front of her apartment — the contents of her purse strewn across the hardwood beside her, palms pressed firmly against her eyes. One tiny sniffle and a tremble of her shoulders, and he melts into a puddle beneath her muddy sneakers.

“Hey,” he whispers tentatively, voice raspy with cigarette smoke.

She jolts at the sound, immediately wiping her face with her sleeves and plastering on a saccharine smile.

“Javier,” she tries to say, but her voice breaks on the vowels. “Sorry, I was just— rough day. And to top it off, I think I left my keys inside. I tried Jerry but no luck.”

“Jerry’s a shit landlord,” he sighs, earning a nod from her. He takes out an old, faded receipt from his pocket and kneels in front of her, finding a pen amongst her spilled belongings. “Try this number. He’s usually fast. Can get you back in your apartment tonight.”

He hands her the scribbled receipt and she takes it with a real smile, albeit small. “Thank you, Javier.”

He nods, a tiny dimple forming in one tanned cheek, before getting up to unlock his apartment. The door clicks but he stands there for a moment longer, listening to her waning sniffles as she throws her things back into her bag. His eyes screw shut tightly, a silent war waging behind his forehead, his fingertips feebly trying to rub it away.

He sighs long and heavy when he realizes which part of him has won.

“Would you... like to come inside my place while you wait?” He mutters, mainly to the floorboards. “I’ll put on a pot of coffee.”

“Okay.” Her smile is warm like the sun, despite the cloud of tears still glazed over her eyes. “But you don’t strike me as a cream and sugar kind of guy.”

“No,” he admits with an amused smirk. “But I’ve got some old whiskey, older milk, and a phone you can use, toll-free.”

“Thanks, Javier,” she sniffles. “Coffee sounds nice. But hold the booze and tainted milk.”

And that’s how she ends up in his apartment, sitting at his small dining table, slowly sipping from his coffee mug, using his landline to call the locksmith.

Maybe it’s the caffeine or the three (stolen) pink packets of sugar she found in her purse (“It’s not stealing. Diners offer dozens of them in cute little boxes, I mean practically gift-wrapped, and I modestly accepted three.”), but coffee gets her talking the way alcohol coaxes even the darkest secrets from iron-barred lips. She just broke up with her boyfriend. Or he broke up with her — found some younger, hotter-than-her aspiring actress in Hollywood and left her in the dust of the boxes she’d just unpacked.

“Sorry,” she whispers. “You’ve been so nice. Really, Neighbor of the Year,” she laughs, but he thinks it sounds off. He wants to hear the real thing. “And here I am, taking up your space, drinking your coffee, and dumping all my problems on the table. Tell me if I’m talking too much, Javier. I tend to—”

“Javi,” he says, furrowing his brows as if mildly stunned by the two syllables he just spoke. She looks confused. “You can... call me Javi, for short. And I don’t mind listening.”

“Javi,” she tests the name on her tongue, smiles. His stomach flutters. “A good name for a good guy.”

The argument dies on his tongue the minute he thinks it, even though she’s horribly, terribly wrong.

Sometimes you gotta do bad things to catch bad people.

If she knew...

“I should be out of your hair in 20 minutes anyway,” she says, breaking him out of his dark reverie. “Locksmith’s on his way.”

When she finally gets back into her own apartment, Javi jostles her doorknob, double-checks the lock, and knocks on wood for good measure.

“Find your keys?”

“Got ‘em!” She chirps, jingling her lost keys. “I’m gonna have to memorize that number.”

“I’m next door, too, if you ever need anything.”

“Me too. I can lend you some sugar for your sad-man, bitter coffee,” she jokes. “Thanks again, Javi.”

He sends her a tight-lipped smile and a short nod, a familiar weight settling in his chest as he turns back to his lonely apartment.

“Would you like to come in for dinner?” She asks, quiet and suddenly timid. “I’m no chef, but I’ve never made a spaghetti I couldn’t tolerate.”

He opens his mouth to refuse but she beats him to the punch. “It’s the least I can do after you helped me out. Please?”

And it’s the way she asks that gets him. The way “please” seems to fall from her lips like an unanswered prayer. He wonders, maybe she’s just as lonely as him.

So, he walks into her apartment, she smiles, and his stomach flips.

—

Months pass by with this new routine. He joins her for dinner at least once a week, if their schedules allow. If not at the local diner where she infamously loots sugar, it’s usually at her place. For one thing, although it’s usually pasta, she tends to have more appetizing (read: edible) groceries stocked up than him. But if he’s being honest, something about her apartment just feels more like… a home.

Framed smiles of her and her loved ones line the walls. With each visit, he finds himself studying a new one, imagining the story behind each snapshot. (He noticed after their first dinner, she’d thrown out the photos of her ex, replacing them with Polaroids of the city.) Piles of pillows stack up neatly on her couch, vibrant hues and patterns decorating the space. He adores the soft waves of music always floating around her space. She plays a different record each time, but somehow, each one compliments the sweet tones of her voice perfectly.

Her place feels brighter than his too, and he’s not sure if it’s the east-facing windows or if it’s just her.

Soon, he doesn’t need to decode the photos on the walls anymore. She tells him more than she’s told anyone before — about her hometown, her family, what she studied in college, her travels, her favorite books, her irrational fears, her dreams.

He tells her considerably less, especially when it comes to his time in Colombia.

For now, she doesn’t mind. She likes the way he watches her when she talks — brown eyes soft and warm, brows pinched together as he takes in each word, the ghost of a grin tugging at one corner of his lips when she gestures dramatically.

He realizes, one night after dinner, he comes home smiling now. And he thinks the nightmares have started dwindling, ever since that first dinner.

Maybe, he lets himself imagine. Things could be different.

—

He calls for you over and over, shouting until his throat burns and the echo of his frantic voice pounds in his ears.  

“Where are you?” He screams.  

The narrow hallway is dark, familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. He crushes his body into the hard wall, arms sliding roughly against cold brick as he tries to keep himself concealed. The gun in his hand feels icy and impossibly heavy, and his arms tremble as they lift the weapon higher, rounding the corner.

“Llegas tarde, Peña,” a deep, gravelly voice sneers. “You’re too late.”

“Tómame!” Javier yells. “Tómame en su lugar.”

“You would die for her?” The voice chuckles. “Llegas tarde.”

The voice’s shadow moves, revealing a smaller shadow crumpled on the floor — lifeless.

“Javier! Javier!” A distant voice chants, accusing him. Boom! Blaming him. Boom!

“Javier!” Boom!

The pounding sound wakes him up with a jolt, and his sweat-slicked chest rapidly rises and falls as he reaches for the gun inside his bedside table.

Slowly, Javier creeps to the front door where the loud pounding started. But when he peers into the peephole, he only finds her — looking as tired and distressed as he feels. A wave of relief floods through his overheated body.

She’s wrapped up in a blanket, a worried look wrinkling her forehead.

He puts his gun down in a drawer and lets her in.

“What time is it?” He asks.

“Almost 4 in the morning.”

“What’s wrong?” He demands, suddenly worried about why she’d be waking him this early.

“You tell me,” she says, frown lines still etched by her eyes — mirroring his own tired marks. “I heard you yelling. I was worried, Javi.”

“It was...” he starts, squinting as the images flash in his mind again. “Just a dream.”

It only takes one glance into his eyes for her to reach out to him, pulling him in by his neck until he nuzzles into hers.

He breathes her in, holds her like he’s not sure she’s real, like she might be gone tomorrow. “It was just a dream,” he echoes, but he’s not sure who he’s trying to convince.

“It was just a dream,” she repeats after him.

She pulls him by his hand toward his couch, sitting down before patting the space beside her. And just this once, he allows himself to let his head rest in her lap, lets her drape her fuzzy blanket over him, lets her soft fingers draw slow circles in his hair, lets her lull him to sleep with mumbled whispers he can’t quite make out, and lets her ward off the lurking darkness like a nightlight.

He’s asleep before he can hear the quiet secret that spills from her lips.

“I hope this doesn’t scare you,” she whispers, her fingers still tracing shapes over his head. “But I care about you, Javi, a lot. I think I could fall in love with you someday...” She exhales, a quiet, shaky sound. “I think I’ve already started.”

She comes over to his apartment more frequently after that. Whether to bring him dinner or just sit on his couch in comfortable silence, she doesn’t like to leave him alone.

And maybe, she’d rather not be alone either.

—

He doesn’t remember how she convinced him, but here he is... sitting at a crowded bar drinking water, watching his tipsy neighbor bouncing alone on the small dance floor.

Every so often, some cocky drunk comes up to put his hands on her waist and tries to dance with her, but she plasters on a faux smile and shakes her head at them, muttering something while nodding in Javier’s direction. Each time, they sulk away and he chuckles.

Finally, she bounces over to him, tugging at the sleeve of his leather jacket.

“Dance with me, Javi. Please,” she draws out the word, an octave higher than normal.

And despite himself, he follows her voice like a sailor enthralled by a siren’s song.

She puts her arms around his neck, swaying her body against his. And then she shouts over the music, “I’m so glad we’re friends.”

And the heart on his sleeve falls straight to the floor, clanging loudly in his ears like metal.

‘Friends’ is more than you deserve, he reminds himself.

But then she continues, resting her head against his chest, her index finger coming up to tap a tantalizingly slow beat over his collarbone. “Good friends,” she sighs, lifting her gaze until her chin digs into his heart, her lips just inches from his. “Really… good… friends.”

She’s kissing him before he can even process the feeling. And despite his better judgment, he lets her. She’s everything warm and soft and good, with just a hint of alcohol — and he’s what you get when you turn those words upside down, jumble the letters, and crumple the paper into a jagged ball. But he craves the way her curves somehow fit perfectly against his cold, shattered edges. And he knows he shouldn’t.

So, when he feels her tongue trace along the seam of his mouth, he gently pulls away, hands rubbing soothing circles on her shoulders.

“You’ve had too much to drink, cariño,” he says. “Let’s go home.”

“Okay,” she whispers, smiling with half-lidded eyes, drawing her finger across his mustache then below his ever-pouting lip.

She’s passed out in his car by the time they’re back home. When he unlocks her apartment door for her, she stays latched onto his arm as he turns to leave.

“Stay,” she whispers.

“I—”

“Please?” She asks, in that way he knows he can’t fight. “I don’t want to be alone.”

And just like that, the door closes behind him and he stays.

He finds her an oversized shirt to change into, helps her wipe the smudged mascara off her face, and holds her until the sun rises.

When she wakes, the space beside her is empty but warm and indented, the shape of his body lingering in the sheets. A full glass of water, ibuprofen, and the phantom taste of Javi’s lips are the only other traces of her really… good... friend.

—

He’s not avoiding her… per se. But it’s a long, lonely week later when he sees her again, on an uncharacteristically rainy Sunday outside their apartment building.

“I just got home,” she blurts after standing there dumbfounded for a good minute. She nods to the soaked brown paper bags in her arms. “Groceries. Uh, obviously. Were you...?”

“Forgot my umbrella,” he answers.

“Same,” she chuckles awkwardly, droplets hanging on her lashes and the ends of her hair, only partially covered by her hood. “Obviously.”

“Here, let me help you.” He takes the bags from her, keeping the door open with his foot as he waits for her to head inside.

“Thanks, Javi-er.”

He follows her upstairs silently, his wet, squeaking shoes punctuating each slow and heavy step.

“I can—”

“Let me just—”

They fumble and dance around each other in her doorway as he sets her bags in her apartment. And, as if to torture herself, she decides to stand under her door frame when he leaves to grab his umbrella, waiting the longest minute of her life for him with a forced smile.

He waves his umbrella at her after locking his door. “I’ll see you later.”

“Yeah.”

He nods and walks back down the stairs.

“Javier, wait.”

He pauses, his back still facing her, drenched shoes balanced on two different steps.

“Can we talk?” She hates the way her voice sounds when she asks, tinny and trembling. Clearing her throat, she clarifies, “About what happened... at the bar?”

He sighs, screwing his eyes shut tight and rubbing his forehead.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” he says, low and barely audible as the rain starts picking up outside. And he walks away.

She’s stunned still, watching as his figure shrinks with each step he takes away from her. He’s already out of the building by the time frustration fuels her feet to follow him into the rain.

“Like hell there’s nothing to talk about,” she yells over the downpour, hair quickly sticking flat to her face. “Javi, we kissed!”

“You were drunk,” he says, just loud enough for her to hear, still walking.

“I wasn’t drunk,” she argues to his back, remembering with perfect clarity exactly how his lips felt on hers. “Just a bit braver. Javi, stop! Look at me. Please.”

And like clockwork, he turns slowly but doesn’t move any closer.

So, she closes the distance to stand beside him under his umbrella, taking in his features without the obscurity of rain.

“What are you running from?” She wonders, reaching for his fidgeting hand. “I would never hurt you. I—”

The line between his brows looks deeper than usual, as if they’d been stuck in that pinched position for weeks. Shadows lay in rings beneath his eyes, accompanied by smaller lines that carry untold stories she hopes he’ll entrust her with someday. His mouth is parted just slightly, as if to say something he knows could change everything.

And it does.

“I have to go.”

Her hands are empty and wet when he leaves. And the rain buries his parting words into the pavement.

I don’t want to hurt you.

—

She doesn’t hear from him for two weeks. Doesn’t even catch a glimpse of him.

The rain sticks around longer than usual for Los Angeles, making her apartment feel cold and gloomy. But maybe, it’s just missing him as much as she is.

Then, while she’s folding her laundry one night, she hears his door rattle and practically bolts to her own. He’s there. Keys in hand, rolling luggage in the other, hair tousled like he’s been pulling at it with his fingers. He looks at her when she opens her door, just for a beat too long, before hiding away in his apartment.

She sighs, closing her door in defeat.

But just as she starts getting ready for bed, she hears two knocks at her door, heart beating rapidly as she slowly makes her way to open it.

“Hi, neighbor,” he greets her softly, and the sound of his voice after so long without it nearly brings her to tears.

“Where did you go?” She asks. But she really means, Why did you leave?

“Texas,” he says. “I... needed to see my dad.” But he really means, I was scared.

“Oh.”

“Can I...” he mutters. “Can I come in please?”

She hesitates for only a second before stepping aside and he looks around like he hasn’t seen the inside of her apartment hundreds of times already.

He stops near her bedroom, where a new picture hangs proudly: a goofy, blurry photo of him stashing three pink packets of sugar in his shirt pocket.

“It’s the only photo you’ve let me take of you,” she says quietly, standing next to him with a wistful smile on her face. “I miss our diner dates.” But she really means, I miss you.

He doesn’t respond, just silently walks to her couch and sits, fingers rubbing circles into his forehead.

Minutes roll by slowly as she watches him from the other side of the room, battling with some invisible hand covering his mouth, holding on until the end to keep the words locked up.

“I’m not a good man,” he whispers, so softly she almost doesn’t hear it. “I’ve done things I’m not proud of... back in Colombia. I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready to tell you. I think a part of me is still there, fighting some unwinnable war. Hell, even before Colombia, I—”

Muddied images of a beautiful woman, an abandoned altar, and a shattered promise flash in his mind.

“Fuck. I can’t shake it,” he says, looking up at her with red-rimmed eyes, waving the invisible iron shackles on his wrists to show her. “Any of it. The nightmares...” He recalls her shadowy body and a dark, menacing voice. “They’ve followed me for years. I—” he looks at her, eyes darting across her face. “I could never give you peace.”

His head hangs low and a wayward curl brushes against his forehead. Despite how much space he takes up on her couch, he looks so small, defeated —  the weight of his past crushing him into this tiny, torn, crumpled-up piece of paper covered in red-inked, scratched-out sentences.

“Javi,” she whispers, but he doesn’t meet her eyes. So, she crosses the room and kneels in front of him, her palms reaching for his cheeks and lifting his gaze to hers. “Javi, who said anything about peace?”

The wrinkles deepen between his brows as he studies her, tries to understand what she means in the cloudy orbs of her eyes.

“The past is the past. We’ve all done things we can’t speak of. And sometimes at night, we live it all again. God knows I’m far from perfect. But I know you’re a good man, Javi. I see you,” she tells him, stroking the curves of his cheekbones with her thumbs.

“I’m not—”

“Do you trust me?” She interrupts his argument. He stares at her, blinks, before nodding once.

“Then trust what I’m saying. You’re not perfect. But you’re good.”

His eyes close as soon as she sees water beginning to pool behind his lashes.

“I’m not asking for peace. As long as I get to be with you, it would be enough.”

And then his lips are crashing into hers, pulling her into his lap until he’s covered in her. The sound he makes when they touch is devastatingly beautiful, like she’s a balm soothing his freshest wounds and healing his oldest scars. It feels like his entire body has exhaled — lungs deflated, bones liquified, mind released from a decades-old straitjacket. If not for gravity, he could float from the way his stomach is fluttering. His shoulders lower and he sighs as if he’d been holding his breath for his entire life until this moment.

He’s drowning in her, submerged to the top of his head. But he can finally breathe.

“I’m sorry I ran,” he whispers into her skin. “I’m sorry I left, cariño,” he kisses just below her ear. “My dad said I was the biggest asshole on the planet for leaving. I’m sorry, baby. So sorry,” he licks the seam of her lips.

“Mi alma, you have no idea,” he sighs when she parts her lips for him. “How much I love you.”

And she captures the words on her tongue, kissing him with a ferocity that says, Yes, I do.

“Want to know a secret?” She gasps when his lips trail down her neck. Her voice is barely a whisper, as feather-light as her fingertip skating across his shoulder.

He hums, a soft, lazy smile stretching his lips wide, so wide.

“I don’t think it’s possible,” she says, staring into his deep brown eyes. “That I’ll ever love anyone more than I love you, Javi.”

Her finger stops, retracted to shield herself after such a heavy confession. His eyes blink slowly, head lifting off the couch cushion.

He doesn’t say a word. He only stares at her, the softest smile on his face — his edges blurring into gentle curves in front of her very eyes.

“You’re it for me,” she finalizes.

And then they’re crashing into each other again and again and again.

End Notes: Look, it’s been almost 10 years since I sat in a Spanish class and watching Narcos only restored 3% of my limited vocabulary. Here’s what I got from Google Translate: “Llegas tarde.” = You’re too late. “Tómame!/ Tómame en su lugar.” = Take me!/ Take me instead. “Cariño” = Darling, honey “Mi alma” = My soul P.S. Please let me know if I missed any tags/triggers!

[go-learn-esperanto]

Survey answers until now:

This was so fun. There are a lot of answers and that's pretty pog! I'm not gonna include everyone but I assure you I've been reading all of them.

Edit: the resolution was awful. Sorry about that. Updated version now! :)

Now the text answers my beloved <3

Here are some of my favourites!

Mumza. On accident.

How do you cosplay on accident? 👁️👁️

Phil and say it's Urahara

200 IQ play right here

none but i wanted to tell you its not much better. im going as a Supernatural character smh

We really are on Tumblr.com

im doing rivals duo with my friend =]

cc!Ranboo basically. now it just sounds weird. I mean who dresses up as irl celebrities and not the roles they play? man. it just sounds cringe now

I'm gonna throw on a green hoodie, say I'm dream and call it a day B)

Put a plastic plate on it too and it's complete

I have a half-made Ranboo cosplay, but I'm also too old lol

DO IT. I don't care. Even if it's just for you to wear at home. Do it. Nobody it's too old to dress as things they like!

tubbo :D (not 2 self promo but ill be posting pics @starbug.png on insta 👀)

Check them out! :)

There's a bunch of Wilbur/Ghostbur cosplayers. I love you and the Grisn cosplayer very parasocially.

Also the Mumza cosplayers

I got my ex into mcyt a day or so before we broke up because he started to ignore me > - >

Well... That's.

Figured out one of my besties is into it bc I saw a sketch of the Llama Line by L'Targay

One of my irl friends is an OG dsmp fan, she was there the very first stream. It’s just fun to talk to her about stuff.

A group of 17 year old boys called me cringe at the publix selfcheckout bc of my quackity shirt and i laughed so hard that they got confused like. its not bullying if theyre right

This one. This one has to be my favourite. That's the spirit.

There is a girl in my class who I talked to very little. We were supposed to do an assignment based on a hobby we liked, so I chose MINECRFAT. After I presented this, she approached me after class and said she liked my presentation. She showed me some of her dsmp drawings, like the realistic ones based off photos. She fucking amazing at it and they’re incredible

i was having a rlly bad day at school and in maths class(my last hour of the day)my teacher started playing jump in the cadillac and i just started crying

I really don't want to laugh at your suffering but damn that's hilarious from the outside. I hope you're doing better now tho 💜

i showed my mom a ranboo video and accidentally reviled that i stole almost his every one of his speech patterns

In class, a guy compliments my Ranboo hoodie. I look at his hoodie and he’s wearing a Wilbur one. I compliment his as well. A girl nearby stands up and looks at us. She is wearing a Quackity hoodie. Somehow the universe has placed three Dream SMP fans together in the same class. The best part is you would never know we were fans without our merch. We could be anyone. We walk amongst the living

That makes me want to buy merch so bad

last night I wrote penis smp fanfic while sitting right next to my mom who doesn't think I swear. she could have looked at my screen at any time.

Asked “does a historical speech from a minecraft roleplay count?” For a kinetic typography assignment

Wrote a lyrical analysis on the l’manburg theme for a school project

o7

the reason i didn't answer "mumbo jumbo" to the philza's wife question is because mumbo jumbo is too busy being a gay whore in last life. he's gay married but also flirts with every man he comes across

True. Absolutely true.

I literally saw an anti vaxxer on tumblr talking about how it's bad that Tommy and tubbo have to get vaccinated just to see each other irl

!! i have a VERY IMPORTANT FACT: niki nihachu <3 also dsmp women in general,, hannah niki puffy tina collab when pls give it to me its all i want in life,,,,,, also unrelated but im in a musicy mood listen to romance by yoasobi and watch the video trust me its stunning :]

Watched it! Really cool visuals! The music just brings me back to my VOCALOID fandom fase (not that is possible to love the VOCALOID fandom completly though. I definitely haven't.)

I’m making a Wilbur soot animatic based on The Fall by lovejoy and I hope I can get it finished by the 16th !!

Good luck!!! That's awesome!

im in this hellhole more than 1 year how am i still alive akpqpqlajwhoq give money

I have exactly one irl friend who watches dsmp n I'm the one who got her into it >:]

Evil >:]

"Im not gay I just can't read" - Jack Manifold

i just want to know why ranboo was at the red banquet, dressed up and wearing a blindfold . w h y

i can't wait for big lore to come back djfjdkkf

Same

Why must life give its hardest battles to its weakest warriors

Sun Tzu, The Art of War

Please help okay so the problem is "Let P be the set of all people who have ever lived and define a relation R on P as follows: for every r and s that are elements or P, rRs <-> r is an ancestor of s or r =s. Is R a partial order relation? Prove or give a counter example." It's definitely reflexive ince when s=r then s=r which is true. It isn't symmetrical since that would be weird as hell, I mean a grandparent cannot be the grandchild of their own grandchild that would fuck up the family tree even more than the DSMPs but like, how do I prove that mathematically? Like, if rRs and sRr then r = s but "if person A is either a grandparent or the same person as person B and person B is either the grandparent or the same person as person A then person A is person B" just feels like a weird sentence.

69

Just did the Komaeda checklist for c!Wilbur...

I don't wanna know. (I kinda do actually)

Catch me dual-wielding Hermitcraft and the Dream SMP… call me Hannah Montana cause I’m the best of both worlds

Same. Same. Call me Ariana Griande because I'm a-grian with you.

i just saw a post. soon, we will have enough tommy father figures for a mamma mia! au.

Months before I got into DSMP I had an internet friend interested in it and I was like "lol, nice, but could never be me" because I had gotten out of my 2016-2018 MCYT phase not that long ago at that point and didn't think I'd go back... Well...

ldshadowlady is a goddess amongst us all and we should recognize her as such.

True

HMMM well i messed up my eyeliner which has made me quite sad

Mumbo Jumbo could steal anyone’s wife

I always talk about wanting to bake bread again but I keep procrastinating. Same goes for writing fanfiction and stuff too. I have countless abandoned fics across all of the platforms I'm on, plus about ten that never made it out of Google docs or pure writer. I think I have a bit of a problem lol

I can assure you're not the only one. 👁️👄👁️

We all suffer from the procrastination problem. Don't put yourself down too much ok? You're doing that for yourself and if you don't feel like doing it then you don't feel like doing it. 💜

Wilbur with wings is unappreciated especially when you consider all the cool headcanons you can have for what they'd be like after his revival like skeleton wings or phantom wings or only wings DreamXD can see. Also ghostbur w/ blue melting/ evaporating wings *longing sigh*

That's pretty cool!

I figured out I was fine with any pronouns by brainstorming self insert dream smp fanfic

I have a huge crush on quackity

This one broke me and I don't know why. Every time I look at it I start laughing my ass off.

I got into it because of Woe to the People of Order

Oh, woe to thee, ye people of order

I hope your homes continue to smolder

And that you never rise again

And woe to those that called me a friend~

That's a badass way to join a fandom

I just miss Ghostbur man

Don't we all? (っ.❛ ᴗ ❛.)っ Have some blue

[dinomight]

Thanks for tagging me @foxofninetales! <333

First lines of your last 20 fics!

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

I've only posted 22 fics on ao3 over the last four years (which. four years. what the fuck. I'm about to graduate college. hold on I'm repressing this existential crisis for later) so there's a mix of DMBJ, BNHA, and CR in here lol.

Newest to oldest:

1) Half the mercenaries are bleeding out or dead on the floor when a strange thought occurs to him: is he gonna have to sharpen his shovel after this? (sticks and stones ficlet three)

2) “Oh, for—this is ridiculous. Just hold my hand.” (sticks and stones ficlet two)

3) “Who did this to you?” He keeps his voice even. (included second sentence since the first one was the prompt lol, sticks and stones ficlet one)

4) It’s Bai Haotian they send to fetch him, in the end. (where my armor ends (where my skin begins))

5) The crack of his ribs giving way to fists echoes in his ears louder than any gunshot. (things that scream and shout)

6) Kyouka has never been afraid of the dark. (a silence so loud)

7) They’re just outside of UA’s gates when someone steps into their path. (how my poor heart aches)

8) It’s quiet after Izuku fades away. (weight of family(pull of gravity))

9) Hitoshi doesn’t dream. (a life in your shape)

10) The sun is in full force today as Class 1A goes about their hero training in Ground Beta. It makes every last one of them sweaty and irritable, and nobody makes worse decisions than sweaty and irritable teenagers on a literal battleground. (yes I know that's two sentences, but the second one is crucial to the energy of the fic. and it's funny. here it comes (sun))

11) The first student Shouta expels watches a classmate fall off a ledge during training and does nothing. (rhymes of yesterday)

12) (two lines again because the first was the prompt)

“Can you be honest with me for once?”

“Iida—” Uraraka starts, but Iida shakes his head.

(hide the bullet from the gun)

13) When it comes down to it, he’s the one who chooses her. (a cr fic! woo! I should reread this one actually, it's still one of my favorites, pick up the pieces)

14) It starts with an innocuous comment. (if you're standing (if you're bleeding))

15) Toshinori remembers the exact moment he knew he needs to become a hero. (the downside of this meme. realizing like over a year too late that 'knew' should prob be 'had known'. hm. another secret of the trade)

16) The thing about living in the Burial Mounds that really gets to Wei Wuxian isn’t the turnips, or the howling winds, or the lack of comfortable bedding. (what you let under your skin)

17) They haven’t talked about it yet. (everybody loves a little different)

18) Bakugou Katsuki is four years old when he decides he doesn’t care about soulmates. (to carve your name into my heart)

19) Ever since she became a teacher and started adhering to an actual schedule, Nemuri’s had a pretty specific morning routine. (your rule of thumb)

20) The first mark Izuku gets is a slight brush of green across his temple. (paint me in trust)

Notes:

I start with dialogue way less than I thought I did? like damn only three of these are dialogue and two of those are prompt dialogue

I do, however, start with a hell of a lot of one-liners. I don't have an exact number bc I'm too lazy to go back and check all those fics but god, a lot of those were one-liners

8 of these start with either "It" or "The"

4 start with a character name

11 of them contain a character name

only 8 of these are ten words or less (surprise surprise, I'm a wordy ass bitch)

My favorite is my most recent one. It was one of those rare, glorious occasions when a full opening line just pops into your head, no need to muse on certain words or debate shit. Also I love a good bluntly casual horrific image.

Checked and I'm pretty sure everybody I know from DMBJ has been tagged already, so I'm dragging in the tramps instead: @officialratprince @simpshou @sitaray @aizawa-wears-crocs @dreamvevo @aureateart @honeyandsonshine @hideawayhiraeth @shinmomo as well as my beloved jojo @princelukeorgana