#[ ⌕ ] . . . ot. ˎˊ˗

[qweirdangels]

By far, the worts part of the visual novel experiece is when you finally co e back to reality sfter an hour or two playing the game and. Oh right, cheracter x isn't real. That love isn't real. That devotion inst real.

[mischiefesse]

MOOTIE CAN U TELL ME HOW U MADE THE PICTURE SORTOF TRANSPARENT IN THE MIDDLE? IM STARTING TO TRY TO MAKE TUMBLR LAYOUTS INSTEAD OF JUST A OVERLAY, IF U CAN U CAN SEND ME A VIDEO IN DISCORD JUST MESSAGE ME IN DMS (TUMBLR) AND I'LL TELL U, BUT INCASE U WANNA SEND A VIDEO HERE IM FINE WITH IT!! THANK YOU IN ADVANCE!! <333

HI OMFG I CAN'T REALLY MAKE A VID RN BUT I COULD GIVE UR THE STEP BY STEP ON HOW I MAKE IT LIKE THAT IF U WANT

[hellishvxbes]

This game is so trippy it gives me so mu ch anxiety

[notanactressyayy]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𝐬𝐡𝐡... 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

pairing . Natasha Romanoff x virgin! fem! reader

summary . when she decides to make the move and discovers you had never experienced anything like that ever before, she plans the perfect way to put your fears away and get to see that side of yours for the first time.

warnings . smut! i am not responsible for your content consumption! — implied sexual abuse (from Dreykov), virginity loss, foreplay, nipple play, strap on usage, fingering, multiple orgasms, lots of praises, Natasha's incredibly hot russian.

notes . english is not my first language (🇧🇷) so i apologize for any spelling errors. feedback is highly appreciated! <3

divider credits: @anitalenia

you had been waiting for Nat to come home from the avengers compound all day. she had told you Tony was making some updates on FRIDAY and needed the team's opinion on everything, so she stayed there a little longer than the usual.

you had to admit — it was never the same without her in the house. wearing her clothes didn't help as much as you thought, neither did Liho meowing all day as if telling you she missed her.

so your eyes perked up to the door as you heard the doorknob turning, eyes sparkling at the sight of Natasha. she was smiling.

most of the times she came back from the compound she had bruises and cuts from missions, and looked down and tired. so knowing she had fun with her team made your day a hundred times better. even if it was already midnight.

"hey, kitten," she chuckles and crouches down to pick the cat up as she runs to her, immediately nuzzling against her and meowing. "i missed you too,"

"i missed you too." you say quietly, Natasha's eyes immediately following the voice. she drops her bag on the floor and runs towards you, sitting on the edge of the couch where you laid.

"hi, dorogaya!" she places her hand on your cheek and pecks your lips, coaxing a little sigh out of you. her mouth then travels to your forehead to plant a kiss there. "i'm sorry for making you wait. but it was so fun. all i could think about was coming home and telling you!"

you giggle, seeing her so enthusiastic. you shift to make room for her on the couch and she adjusts herself so you're leaning on her chest now — Liho laying comfortably on both of you. "okay. tell me!"

"so," she begins, taking a deep breath as she became selfconscious about how happy she was. "Ant Man was there, and he was struggling with his pym-particle blasters and he became very very tiny. more than he should. and then, when Tony opened FRIDAY's device, he decided to tease all of us and entered there, tickling the artificial intelligence! she pretended to laugh, and Tony couldn't understand why everything he was trying to do wasn't working."

her laugh was so sweet, so genuine, that a sense of calm washed over you, everything was okay now, you were both okay. and knowing Natasha, having her happy was the best gift you could ever have. your arms wrapped around her neck, and you kisses the tip of her nose. "i'm glad you had a great day with them,"

Natasha's lips parted as she felt the kiss, her gaze locking with yours. she realized she had finally gotten rid of that feeling that something bad could happen anytime. she wasn't alert 24/7 anymore. now, she was home. with you. "i did.. and i have you now."

she carefully picks the sleeping cat and place her on the little bed next to the couch, then returns her attention to you. her hands travel down to your waist, fingertips sliding under the thin shirt you wore. you gulp, fingers tangling in her red locks and pulling her closer.

"i have you, now." you repeat quietly, before crashing your lips on hers.

the russian immediately melts against you, a faint groan echoing from the back of her throat, the vibrations going straight to your core. she carefully lifts you up and pulls you onto her thigh, allowing your weight to rest on her. you usually didn't have make out sessions, since she was with the others most of the time, doing missions. but you wouldn't let that opportunity slide.

the tip of your tongue darts out and licks her bottom lip, a silent plea for something more. she was surprised. she didn't usually see you making the moves. her lips part fully, welcoming your tongue in her mouth, as she returns the action. her tongue mingles with yours, slowly, wanting to make the moment last, but it wasn't enough.

her hand slid up your back, pulling your chest flush against her own. you whimper as the kiss deepens, body shifting and molding perfectly with her. this was getting further than you thought it would.

Natasha broke the kiss with a small gasp, shifting your positions and carefully laying you down on the couch. her body hovered yours, and her lips trailed kisses down your face, your neck. your eyes widened — in surprise, but also in panic.

"Nat," you breathlessly whisper, weakly grabbing her shoulders to hold onto her. her lips didn't stop, only seeming to be hungrier and hungrier for you. "wait,"

"no, krasivaya, (beautiful,)" she mumbles against your skin, pulling your body even closer to her. she didn't want to stop. "just let me, please,"

you take a deep shaky breath to try and calm yourself down. you knew Natasha, and that she'd never hurt you, so this helped. you carefully took her face in your hands, and pulled her head which was tucked on your neck back. she took a great look into your eyes, and frowned. "what's up, baby?"

"nothing, it's just.." you sigh. her eyes narrow for a brief second, then, a small chuckle comes out of her mouth. damn it, she saw the soft pink creeping up your cheeks.

"are you shy?" she inquires, raising her eyebrow. you got relieved as she suddenly got off you and sat on the couch properly, pulling you onto her lap again and wrapping her arms around your waist.

"it's not that." you shake your head and look down, begining to pick on your nails.

it wasn't shyness. you just had a feeling that would lead towards sex. and not that you weren't ready, you just never had it before — other than pleasuring yourself — and Natasha didn't know that fact, until now.

"oh..." she suddenly realizes what's going on. instead of getting angry, a smile tugs on the corner of her lips again. she looks at your face for some good seconds, before wrapping her arms completely around your frame and pulling you to her chest.

that reminded her of all the times she was forced to do something she had no idea of what it was, all the times she felt scared, felt dirty, doing something she didn't want to. god, she didn't want you to feel like that. she never wanted anyone to feel like that, ever.

"are you a virgin, lyubovmoya? (my love,)" her voice sounds extremely calm and tender that it makes you a little surprised. "tell me,"

"yes, yes i am." you exhale and lean your head on her shoulder, eyes fluttering close.

"okay. do you wanna keep it like that?"

that. the question you've been most fearing. usually, if it were anybody else, you'd say no. but Natasha just made you feel so safe, so loved. you wanted to take that step further with her.

"no, i don't."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

"just keep 'em closed,"

your soft giggle melts Natasha. her hand covers your eyes as her hand maneuvers you by your hip, inside the bedroom. she had decided to keep everything natural for you this day. no rushed things. but she couldn't be happier. you were trusting her with that.

"did you feed Liho?" you whisper as Natasha carefully places you on a specific spot on the room.

"i'm about to fuck you and you're worried about the cat?" she laughs, making you gasp. you playfully smack her shoulder.

"you!" you smile. her hand gets removed from your eyes. they immediately get dreamy at the sight in front of you.

Natasha was only in a set of lingerie. for the first time ever, you saw her. it was something she thought — in order for you to feel safe, she'd have to show you she felt safe with you herself. because deep inside, she was just another broken, insecure person.

your eyes scanned her body, trying carefully not to stare too hard, seeing the scars and marks that engraved her skin. your fingertips shyly reached for her, and she didn't stop you. in fact, her hands hovered yours as she slid them up her skin.

a quiet 'wow' leaves you, followed by a genuine smile of yours. you pull her closer, looking all doe eyed at her. "you're beautiful,"

"i wanna see you too," she looks down at you. "can i?"

"you can," you hum, raising your arms, a silent invitation for her to undress you.

Natasha's fingertips gently tug at the hem of your blouse, before pulling it over your head. you were the complete opposite of her. smooth skin, no battle scars like hers. she was quick to kneel down and tease the buttons of your jeans, wanting to see if you would stop her or not.

"please, Natasha."

she does as you ask and undo the jeans, letting them pool around you on the floor. she helps you step out of them, and hum as you're both now half naked. everything felt otherworldly romantic and.. safe. even if Natasha was trying her best not to ruin you right there, just by seeing you so soft, so.. vulnerable for her like that. she liked being in control for once.

so your eyes squeezed shut as she suddenly pressed her body against yours and pinned you back against the wall. "shh."

your breath hitches in anticipation, her fingertips slowly tracing up your spine and allowing her palm to rest above the clasps of your bra. Natasha's free hand moves up your stomach, her knee sneakingly trapping you against the wall between your legs. she tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "let me, malyshka. (baby). i know what i'm doing, just relax."

"mhm," a little whine comes out of your throat, which makes her smile. she nods in encouragement and moves her mouth close to your ear, pressing a kiss on the spot under it.

"ya ne khochu, chtoby ty zhalel obo mne, detka, (i don't want you to regret me, baby,)" she whispers in your ear, and you have no idea of what it means. but something was right — the thin fabric of your panties felt extremely soaked right now. "so, i'll make you feel so, so good."

"please," you wrap your arms around her neck, pressing yourself closer. her skin felt better than you could have ever imagined against your own.

"i'm here." she reassures you, then carefully spins you around and lay you down on the bed. her hand that ghosted over your back undid the clasps of your bra, and tossed it somewhere else on the floor.

you're absolutely sure that it was not the cold air that made you shiver and that got your nipples hard. you gulp, breathing coming out in soft pants as Natasha's hands gently handled you, cupping your breasts as her lips pressed a trail of kisses on the valley between them. "you're gorgeous, my girl."

"you feel so good," you breathe, subconsciously leaning towards her hands. her thumb pinches your nipple as she suddenly latches on you, slowly sucking on your other breast, giving both of them the same attention. "Natasha."

the way you moaned her name, breathlessly like that coaxed a sound of her own. your fingers tangled on her hair to makeshift a ponytail, so her hair wouldn't get in the way. she released your skin with a pop and claimed your lips, kissing you like she never did before — as if trying to pour all the love she had for you in the kiss. you slowly got a handle of the whole thing. you reached up to take off her bra, and yet she didn't break the kiss. only when you got impatient, whimpering as the ache between your legs became unbearable.

"i need you," you murmur, clearing your throat, lips tingling due the intense kissing. "please, Nat. make me yours."

god, yes. she was never letting you go. not before, and certainly not now.

"i will." she says huskily. she moves, so she's straddling one of your thighs, but not putting her weight on you. "tell me to stop whenever you want to,"

her pointer finger put your panties aside and jeez, that was torturous. you didn't want that fabric there anymore. but she was teasing. but that all flew away from your thoughts when you gasped, her middle and ring finger suddenly entering your hole — thumb lazily rubbing your clitoris, all of that with one hand, her other arm resting next to your head to support her weight on the bed. you instinctively reached out to hold her arm, eyes embarrassingly rolling to the back of your head. being masturbated by someone else was so perfectly good, nothing compared to doing it alone.

"oh, my.." you coo, head falling back against the pillow as your breathing quickly got laboured.

"you like that, detka?" she asks, eyeing you down almost possessively, silently promising herself she would never allow anyone to see you like that, touch you like that ever again. she curls her fingers against your g-spot, making you nod desperately.

"yes, yes yes." you gasp once more, biting on your lip and bucking your hips up towards her hand. she could tell you were getting close, you made it obvious. "don't stop,"

"my, my princess. already gonna cum for me?" she gently teases and increases the pace, doing her best to get through your clenching walls — getting another pleasured moan from you. "that quick?"

"i can't.. can't hold it, Nat," your body suddenly shudders forward, shuddering gasps coming out of your mouth as your juices coat her fingers, as they fuck you through your orgasm. it was nothing new, yet sharing it with her was definitely something else. "fuck, fuck.."

"good job, baby." she carefully pulls your panties down and throw them aside, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "that's it. i'm so proud,"

you just laid there, feeling the whole adrenaline from the new experience, letting yourself be pampered by her kisses and praises.

"hold on," your eyes snap open as she suddenly leaves you on the bed and grab something on the closet. you could've never had imagined she had it before, nor that she'd use it with you, in you, someday. a strap on. "i'm not done with you yet."

what was supposed to make you scared, the size, just got you more excited. watching her put it on was the hottest thing you ever saw, made your heartbeat go to the moon and back. and it was already hammering since the start.

"do you want to back off from this?" she whispers, now sounding genuinely concerned. you shook your head, grabbing onto her shoulders and pulling her closer.

"no, no. i trust you." you weakly confirms and she smiles. she takes one of your legs and presses it against your stomach, knee to your chest, revealing your totally drenched cunt to her. she grabbed your hip with the other hand and positioned herself.

the first inches were just fine, but you could saw it did hurt as much as she pushed inside you. you did your best to suppress your groans, but she saw it hurt. she knew it did. "shhh.. just a little bit more."

her stomach and breasts pressed against yours and she leaned her head down close to your own, pressing her cheek against your cheek, nuzzling gently, giving you all the time you needed to adjust to the size.

you felt so.. complete. filled up, by the woman you trusted the most. your arms wrapped around her shoulders when you got ready. you were so lubricated that it didn't bleed, it was just a discomfort that was soon over. "move."

with the green light, all of Natasha's self-restraint disappeared as her hands held your hips, then she began giving you slow, tiny thrusts. to introduce you to the whole thing — which you quickly became addicted.

moans surely echoed on the room when the feeling registered. it was good. it felt amazing.

"go faster," you plea, holding her body tighter to yours as your hips tried and matched her movements.

"so eager," she hisses and quickens the pace, to a point the headboard was already hitting the wall. her strong arms hold you in place as she fucks the little remains of purity out of you. "all mine now."

the tip of the fake cock brushes deeper each time she pounds into you, as you both discover the depths of your body together, as just as this new way of coming you never experienced before.

the familiar pit in your stomach slowly built tighter and got ready to snap, and she recognized that. her hand slid between your sweaty bodies to stimulate your clit a little bit more, and you were sure you moaned a little too loudly.

"Natasha!" your nails dig into her skin, as a toe curling wave of pleasure washes over you, once again.

"that's it, dorogaya," she nods, slowing down and allowing you to savour the feeling, watching you fall apart. your cum soaked the silicone material of the strap on, and honestly, the wet sounds it made got you a little embarrassed.

you weren't aware of your surroundings anymore, only that Natasha leaned her weight on you and held you close, still inside you. she rolled over to pull you on top of her, and stroked your hair, hearing the little moans you made.

"you're so perfect for me.." she coos, carefully pulling out of you, making you hiss as the material dragged across your extra sensitive walls. "you took me so well, my girl."

"thank you..." you mumble, shifting just to bury your face in the crook of her neck.

Natasha didn't want to talk right now. and she wouldn't. she just pulled the blankets over the two of you, giving you time — to feel, to think, to recompose. she sighed, and a wide smile showed on her face. she was glad you couldn't see it, she looked so giddy, so happy and so proud. she did something right. once.

[checkeredscarff]

Could you do a roselia with an athlete s/o? Thank you.

-ˋˏ mᥲkᥱs mᥡ һᥱᥲr𝗍 rᥲᥴᥱ ˎˊ-

┆Roselia x Athlete!reader hcs!

-ˋˏWarnings┆Small injuries!ˎˊ-

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Reader is heavily implied to be fem but pronouns are never mentioned! Reader is in track. there is hc for every character where reader gets hurt on the track but it's kept very vauge! Not even gonna lie, I was this close 🤏 to completely forgetting about Sayo 😞 May be OOC!

Not proofread cuz I suck :c

-♯ ᥡᥙkіᥒᥲ mіᥒᥲ𝗍᥆

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Kinda maybe sorta pushes you? Not to the point where it's borderline toxic but she reminds you of and helps you with any sort of practice you might have before a race of any sort. Kind of like how a teacher pushes their student to do their absolute best.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Absolutely attends your races. She even buys a little flag and waves it ever so subtly as a way to show her support for you!

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Probably does a lot of research on how to train and prepare the way professionals do. She doesn't make you do them but she definitely tells you about them and recommends that you do them so you have advantages against the other runners.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Congratulates you in the most nonchalant way ever. Whether you get first or last she just walks up to you and says "Congratulations, you did good." with a very subtle and small smile on her face.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ If you ever fall during practice or a race ahe absolutely runs up to you. She's oddly prepared for it and has band aids, disinfectant, painkillers, and bandages. Sorry to say but your girlfriend is a walking talking breathing medkit 😞

-♯ ᥣіsᥲ іmᥲі

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Now this is a supportive girlfriend if I've ever seen one. She buys so much stuff just to cheer you on. Probably the kind of girl to run up to you and hug you really tight whether you got first place or not.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Maybe not the most helpful ever. She definitely tries her hardest though! She tries to cheer you on during practice at the very least and always takes the absolute best care of you afterwards <3

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ She's the kind of girl to take utmost care of you whenever you get really sore or tired. She runs you a warm bath, tucks you into bed, makes you food, literally anything she can do she will do for you when your tired from practice.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Probably, honestly, keeps track of your health and how your doing everyday. She wants to make sure you're okay and that you're not neglecting yourself for your races <333

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ If you fall during practice or a race she'll scream bloody murder and run off to you. She'll ask you if you're okay, run off to get some medical supplies or to get help from a nearby nurse, and probably just stick by you the whole time to try and comfort you.

-♯ rіᥒk᥆ sһіr᥆kᥲᥒᥱ

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Fears for your life. She thinks a ot about the possibilities of injury and hates to think about it happening. She doesn't stop you of course but she definitely reminds and warns you a lot about the possibility of something happening. She's just a worry wart :(

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Not very helpful either T_T She researches a lot about it and recommends you things to do to lessen any burdens or increase your stamina but never actually interferes at all. She's too scared and nervous to screw up at all.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Takes care of you but probably not to the extent that Lisa does. She doesn't do everything for you. Mainly because she doesn't want to suffocate you with her constant presence.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ If you ever fall during practice or a race she just looks on in horror for a second before running off to get someonw or something to help. She practically begs you after that to wear knee pads or something because she doesn't want you to get hurt like that again. The poor girl is just really worried about you and your health :((

-♯ ᥲk᥆ ᥙძᥲgᥲᥕᥲ

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Super energetic and supportive about it! Absolutely goes to all of your races everytime without fail! She buys merch and just overall shows off all of her support for you and what you love to do. She's super excited about it and always has reminders up for any next races!

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Probably finds out how to make and or get a custom flag to wave around just to support you <33

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Not helpful at all 😭 All she can do is show her undying love and support for you but other than that she just doesn't know how to help out with practice. Doesn't know anything on keeping yourself healthy either (　；∀；)

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Tries her hardest to take care of you and she actually does a pretty decent job at it! Takes great care of you when your sore by running you a warm bath to help with your sore muscles and cooks foods she might've heard was great for treating soreness or exhaustion!

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ If you ever fall during practice or a race she runs up immediately and hugs you super tight to comfort you until someone comes to fix you up. Probably blows on the injury just to try and soothe the pain a little bit. If she has her flag, she'll probably wave it near your cut to help give it air </3

-♯ sᥲᥡ᥆ һіkᥲᥕᥲ

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Similarly to Yukina, she's very helpful and supportive, just without the pushing! She's almost always at your practice and games and genuinely gets really into it.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Absolutely does any kind of research that she can on health and exercises. She wants you to succeed! So she tries to look things up to do to give you an advantage over the other racers in any upcoming races!

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Another one that takes good care of you when you're tired and sore. She massages you if it's alright and let's you get as much rest as you need by doing and buying a bunch of things for you!

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ If you ever fall during practice or a race, she runs up and does a quick little evaluation before running off to get a few things or get a nurse. She cleans you up and comforts you and probably just straight up takes you home to take care of you </3

@rhythmstage

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[thependragonarchives]

Ronald Knox -- Personal HCs

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Specific things I give to Ronnie-Boy in my canon ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

✧ In life, Ronald was the eldest son of six kids, and grew up rather poor. His mother, Tweedie, tried to earn extra funds by having Ron deliver meat pies and bread to the working class.

✧ Ronald committed suicide when he was 22, by jumping from the roof of a factory. He got into legal trouble from gambling, and decided that taking his life would be much, much better than: Getting murdered, going to jail, or disappointing his mother. It was rash- He didn't think it through at ALL, and ended up regretting it right before he hit the ground. Adrenaline is a hell of a drug.

✧ Popular tumblr headcanon, but I'm a FULL supporter of the Knoxcliffe sibling agenda. Ron was Grell's first mentee!! He got to be the younger sibling for once, instead of the firstborn son that has to do everything to protect his family, no more 'man of the house'. Nah, he got trained by the biggest baddie around, and decided 'Man, this is nice, I'm going to annoy the shit out of her.'

✧ Graduated the Academy with decent grades, passed the Final Assessment with flying colors, and was So, So, So excited to finally be able to get his own, custom glasses. Ended up shaking Grell so much from excitement he fainted, and she had to drag him to Medical.

✧ While work is the main focus of his second chance at life, the reason he's so cheerful/prideful/arrogant (depending on who you ask) is because he finally gets to Live Life. No more worrying about if there's enough food on the table, no more worrying about helping to pay rent, no more avoiding simple things like going out, or avoiding buying nice things for himself!

✧ I think the reason he's a playboy is because he wants to experience Everything relationships have to offer before settling down. If he settles down. Ronald doesn't believe he'll settle down anytime soon, though. Give or take 300 years (or retirement!! whatever comes first--). Or, The One, but true love at first sight is ridiculous to him.

✧ His arrogance and pride are his biggest weaknesses. It was arrogance that got him into gambling debt, it was arrogance that got his ass kicked on the Campania, it was arrogance that got his ass kicked by a CHILD. He is talk shit while getting hit. Ronald doesn't know when to SHUT HIS MOUTH. Losing a fight, bloodied and beaten, but still managing a witty one-liner and a wink.

✧ Since reapers, in my canon, are at least 80 years to a century ahead technology wise- Ronald was immediately fascinated on what was possible. On how much more efficient things could be. This ended up with Ronald tinkering with mechanics a lot!! In my modern AUs, he's all 'high trends' and pop culture until you look at Bessie. A beat up, red(?) truck he doesn't want to scrap, so he constantly tinkers with it.

✧ The mower was his pick, solely because it's extremely efficient for collecting Cinematic Records. The blades spin fast enough to cycle through multiple at once, and since observing the records are just protocol at this point, he figured it'd be the best for avoiding OT. Oh, and he doesn't have to walk. The lawnmower was made to carry him. He cares for it 'Like his only child'- William and Grell tease him whenever it gets jammed.

✧ There's a fear of insects/arachnids somewhere. That's a secret surprise for later, though.

✧ Ronald is neurodivergent, we all accept this /j. BUT, in a more serious note, I think one of his specific tics is sharing food/lunches, solely because it's a 'safe' way of sharing affection with those he cares about. Grell makes sure to keep extra room on her tray for when Ron passes half a sandwich or dessert to her. On a rare occasion, and he will NEVER admit this, William let Ronald share a grapefruit during lunch. This was a big sign of trust for their friendship, since William is extremely specific about his lunches and can't let anyone touch them, and Ronald didn't know how exactly to show his feelings.

[newmoonau]

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Utilities provided on our first floor are:

-ˏˋ Spacious Gym Zone ˎˊ˗ ➜ Our gym zone is spacious. See-through view so everyone from the outside can see how determined you are. ➜ Besides bathroom and restroom, there's also a CPR room in case anyone needs it

-ˏˋ Cafeteria ˎˊ˗ ➜ We accept all kind of payment, especially DUC (Duck Coin). ➜ We have everything you look for. If you order something off menu you'll have to wait for us to order it from outside with x2 prices. Our best advice is to order what's on menu. ➜ Canteen is now integrated and we serve breakfast, brunch, lunch and dinner. If you need supper for when you OT, please don't.

-ˏˋ Weep Room ˎˊ˗ ➜ For your fragile tears. (There's no scream room but you can use the terrance)

-ˏˋDonated Book Cornerˎˊ˗ ➜ We have several bookshelves for any type of books you want to donate, share your knowledge and flex what you typically read (or no) to everyone. ➜ Any exchange of books must not be reported to us since we won't be responsible for it. You do you.

[tcrnback]

❝ Let's put it this way -- it's so dangerous, the government has outlawed the ingredients. And that means, every sip is a chance to kick back, crack open that danger can, and say... 'Dang it, I was warned!' ❞

[hopuma]

@chingcna

the gift bag is laying on over the coffee table and frank is shaking his head. again and again. smile splattered across his face as he puts on the glasses before turning to her. “ i love you. ” there is this wave of affection washing over him, this overwhelming feeling of love. frank isn’t precisely sure of what sparked it. either it was the message or just the existence of the gift, the fact that she remembered him, but this was such a consistent feeling around avery that it almost tipped over towards something. sometimes, really, it could almost feel like the certainty that everything would be alright. “ i mean it, i really do. ” so he moves closer, wraps his arms around her waist, pulls her against his body. “ move in with me. let’s get serious. i— i want you in my life, avery. more, i mean. forever, for as long as you want me around. i just— say yes. ”

[decimcl]

kennedy !

[blu-sinclair]

✎ 🏷 . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ  𝒷𝓁𝓊 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓇 + 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈 ˎˊ˗ ꒰ 📎 ꒱

Blu is pansexual. His parents have always been extremely accepting of who he was and even who he wanted to be. There was never any judgment passed from them, the only thing they offered their only son being their unwavering love and support. For the longest time, Blu knew he was queer. He wasn’t quite sure where exactly he stood, seeing as he didn’t connect particularly with any label. He knew he had an appetite for men, liked the way they looked, but he didn’t find women repulsive, either. So for a while, Sinclair labelled himself as gay, seeing as it was the only thing that made sense to him. People had questions, eager to put him in a box, and so he conformed. What he didn’t expect, however, was to find himself sitting at a bar one day and become totally bewitched by a woman, of all people. He’d identified as gay for years, but there was no denying the effect this woman had on him. Her name was Teofila, and she flipped his entire world upside down. It was through her that he learned of his attraction to people in general. He doesn’t care for the parts they have, or the gender roles they fulfill. He’s been with guys, gals and non-binary pals alike and has found each and every one of them as enticing as the previous.

A client of Blu is actually his father’s best friend. Richard Montgomery and Kenneth Sinclair have been the best of friends since elementary school. With Richard being five years his senior, it was a bit of an unlikely friendship at first, but it stood the test of time. They’ve seen each other get married, prosper in their respective career paths and, most important of all in Kenneth’s case, grow their own family. Blu was raised with Richard around pretty much at all times, even referred to him as ‘Uncle Richie’. He and his wife, Jennifer, never ended up having kids, so that left all the attention for little Blu. The Montgomerys and the Sinclairs’ bond surpassed that of their patriarchs and, to some extent, they became one big family. As he grew older, it became very obvious very quickly just how attracted he was to Richard, but due to the nature of their relationship and just how much he meant to his father, Sinclair suppressed those thoughts and indulged himself elsewhere. He simply couldn’t think of the man that way, it was… wrong. But fate had it that Blu would be forced to face those urges rather sooner than later. He didn’t think much of it when someone by the username of @richpig42 found his not safe for work twitter account and messaged him with a few inquiries; it wasn’t anything new. He brushed off the coincidence of this anonymous man being called Richard with a laugh. When they finally met, both of them were left flabbergasted with exactly who it was that was standing in front of them, both their identities having previously been undisclosed. Their first reflex was to call it off entirely, but Blu managed to talk Richard into it after a while and Richard has been a regular of Blu’s ever since.

[virtuallidol-archive]

greetings again! may i request some cream puff cookie reply icons?? ty and have a good day! ^^

-🎶🚀

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♡ HIII 🎶🚀IM HAPPY OT SEE YOU AGAIN BUT IM SO SORRY FOR REPSPONDING A FEW HOURS AFTER UR STUFF WAS POSTED OMG.. BUT ANYWAZYS HOPE U LIKE IT!!

[checkeredscarff]

Hi! Can I request a Moca and/or Ran hcs with a Vocalist fem!reader? I've barely seen any bandori writers anymore I miss them sm

I MAY BE CARRYING THIS POOR FANDOM RN 😭

-ˋˏ ᥎᥆іᥴᥱ ᥆𝖿 ᥲᥒ ᥲᥒgᥱᥣ! ˎˊ-

┆Moca & Ran x Fem! Vocalist! reader!

-ˋˏWarnings┆none!ˎˊ-

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Reader is fem and is referred to as She/Her! Reader is a vocalist for her own group! I split this into two sections for Ran and Moca <3 Shout out to the sapphics, y'all are carrying my acc rn 😭 I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO POST ANON ☹️ My favoritism for Moca is gonna shine through, I just know it.. May be OOC!

Not proofread cuz I suck :c

-♯ rᥲᥒ mі𝗍ᥲkᥱ

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Both of you being a vocalists really helps in spending more time together. You guys can practice together! Although I feel like Ran is the kind of girl that'd suggest it but then get embarrassed about actually having to do it in front of you. . .

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ If you're barely starting out, she'll offer to teach you with warm up's and just overall using your voice to it's full potential.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Probably asks you to help her with anything if you're a little more experienced <3

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Begs you to sing in one of her songs X( If she feels that your voice would really tie together the song, she and her members wil beg you to sing in it they're tired of rans bs. If you can and are willing to, she'll ask you to do maybe one or two concerts together singing whichever song has you in it.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ On that last note, if you're an idol and usually wear cutesy and frilly dresses, she'll probably use this as an excuse to switch out those outfits for edgier ones to see what you'd look like in them <3

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Expect her to try and see if your voices harmonise by very nonchalantly asking you to sing a certain part of a song with you. She'd be so happy if you just tried it put with her, she doesn't mind if your voices don't fit together though!

-♯ m᥆ᥴᥲ ᥲ᥆ᑲᥲ

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Never sing in front of this woman. At least for practice because if you screw up she will tease you relentlessly unless you to her not to ofc. Like- if your voice cracks and someone tells you to raise your yayaya she's probably gonna be cracking up in the background.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Despite her teasing you, she genuinely thinks your voice is gorgeous. She probably tries to attend your concerts just to hear you sing without having to awkwardly ask you to sing for her. It's the whole rwason she comes to your practices too!

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Probably has tried to make you sing with Ran at some point. Whether ot was just for fun or a goofy contest to see who sounds better in whatever genre she picks out. She's just a goofy girlfriend in general <333

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ If you're in a band, she probably asks you to do a collab with hers or something so she has an excuse to swap outfits for the collab. It's her subtle way of telling you to wear her signature hoodie <3

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Again, if you're in a band, there's absolutely no point in trying to hide the fact that the two of you are dating. She's so horrifically obvious about it's crazy.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ She won't ask you to sing for her, that feels awkward, but she will ask you to hum for her. She'd probably just be trying to fall asleep on you and then randomly ask you to start humming for her so she can sleep.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ You guys have most definitely released a song together. It's must at this point. It's like one of her love languages or something.

⋆ ˚🪻 ⁀➴ ꒰ Another love language is writing lyrics about you. She's definitely gotten carried away at some point while thinking about you and ends up writing another entire song about you. Ran is probably so sick of reading corny lyrics and then telling Moca to rewrite something that doesn't have her singing about how she loves her girlfriend. Spoiler alert, she probably still ends up sneaking little lyrics about you in there.

@rhythmstage

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Thank you for reading! Reblogs are appreciated! -🪻

[rkmiya]

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ SN PROJECT INDIVIDUAL MEETING ˎˊ˗

assigned coach: Yonghwa date: April 5th

“how do you feel about your placement?”

she should be happy but she’s not satisfied. “i don’t feel like i deserve my spot in the safe zone.” yonghwa asks if she’s insecure. she shakes her head no. “my performance this first month wasn’t the performance of a five year trainee and for that i should be in the danger zone. it wasn’t a good performance and honestly the group performance in the end didn’t help my standing much either.”

“do you think you did worse than everyone?”

sunmi shrugged. “i can’t really say if i was really the worst of the group but you have to evaluate everyone fairly. the fair thing would be to evaluate me as someone with more experience than half of them there. so for someone with my calibre of experience i did badly. it’s just the reality.” she’d look off for a moment. “i think people should learn to be more self critical. i know it’s hard to find that balance but being able to own up to it and say ‘you know what i could do better’ is the first step to actually improving.”

“so you agree with the critiques you got.”

this is where sunmi looks conflicted. no, she doesn’t agree with hyunbin. it felt a tiny bit exaggerated. for her to be the last girl brought into the safe zone left the suggestion that of everyone in the safe zone, she did arguably the worst. not to mention that his words had implied that if meiqi wasn’t so bad that sunmi wouldn’t even be in the safe zone. that in itself was insulting. “i don’t, personally. while i knew i should have done better i know i wasn’t as bad as it was made to seem like. i haven’t spent my training years doing nothing.”

she should have done better, that’s fine, but she knows she should have averaged out a lot better than a few people who got fairly less of a burn than she did. it felt a little rigged that way. thinking about it leaves her annoyed. “they’ve been coming at me for my singing for years. that’s never going to change. they act as if i can’t do a vocal run or can’t do it. i can. at this point i block it out.” it wasn’t sunmi’s fault that they keep trying to push her to be a mariah carey when she was a beyonce.

“i didn’t do as well as i should have but i definitely didn’t do the worst. does that make sense?”

yonghwa seems to nod, not answering her question but continuing with the session regardless. he then asks what they plan to do for this week’s performance and how this will change any negative outcome.

“i don’t want to choose a weak song. now that it was obvious that we have to be more conscious of our decisions i will speak up and give my two cents from the perspective of a performer. we have to do keep in mind what will leave an impression.”

“are you going to make the decisions yourself?”

sunmi shakes her head and laughs. “of course not! being a leader isn’t a dictator ship. it’s flexible depending on the situation. you don’t need one rigid style. from last month it’s clear that maybe there needs ot be some guidance but we can still decide as a group. besides, not everyone is going to be happy with the choices. there will always be one person who wanted something more but you can’t please everyone.”

[wndrbcy]

everyone who i have ships with / am writing with ily and im sorry for being a flake !!