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[artsycloudysleepy]

OOOOOOOOOOH THIS IS SO COOL AND ANGSTY AND JHKJGKJGKHFKHFGKJ I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG I *GOTTA* GET INTO ROBLOX LORE SOON THIS IS AMAZING- FERAL OVER THISSSSSS :00000000 /GEN

THEY MAKE ME SO SAD

[frostyyyroyalmilktea]

Morpheus x Reader

This is part one of my yet unnamed wrtitng project where reader is a vaguely divine being who has urequited love for The Dream King. When she hears about the decision the Kindly Ones are about to enact, she inserts herself in everybody's business and causes a huge mess. Dream takes to being a damsel in distres very, very poorly.

This is a love story, potentialy. When they each deal with their shit. This is also a 'She fell first, but he fell harder' story. Or so is the plan.

This story diverges from canon at the end of episode 6 of season 2.

I haven't posted anything on tumblr in ages so I don't remember anything about formatting. I’ll try my best to tag all the appropriate warnings, but if I miss anything please let me know in the comments or shoot me a dm. If I stick to my original idea, this might get emotionally heavy at times and I want everyone to feel safe.

TW: Non-graphic Violence, Non-Graphic Physical Pain, Mentions of Vomit / Nausea, Passing Out / Fainting, Angst(?)

***

Atropos had brought the scissors to the thread.

“I wouldn��t do that if I were you,” you advised, stepping into their domain — a dim, thread-laced void that smelled of metal and dust. “Getting a bit trigger-happy in your old age, are we?”

Your tone was light, playful, and your posture radiated ease but you didn’t delude yourself into thinking it fooled anyone. You hadn’t come here for a tea party, and if you made it out of this place alive, it would be a pure stroke of luck.

Then again, luck had always been something of a speciality of yours. Though, it never came without some blood, spilled over the thrill of not being dead yet.

The Crone’s hand stilled in the air.

“You,” she spat, the word a curse on her cracked lips. “I see that in all these years, your mother still hasn’t impressed upon you the importance of good manners. Like keeping your nose out of places it doesn’t belong and not poking into the business of forces far older and far crueller than a half-wit like you can even begin to comprehend.”

“Oh,” you cooed, taking a seat at the table. Lachesis’ eyes flicked toward you without betraying any emotion, but Clotho recoiled ever so slightly. Atropos set the scissors down — not far, but no longer poised. She knew you were a reckless idiot, but not reckless nor stupid enough to show up here without a good hand to play.

“But you see,” you went on, “my mother is a very understanding woman. She knows that fourteen thousand years is a very  tender age in a girl’s life.” You leaned forward, smile unfurling. “And you’re wrong, actually. This is my business. I make it so.”

The Crone let out a barking laugh, cold like the dark depths of an ocean.

“What you’re doing, you daft little thing, is make yourself look pathetic. Risking not only your own little life, but your mother’s reputation, as she will inevitably be forced to fish you out of your mess like always. Worse still, you risk the integrity of existence itself. All for a man who won’t even look at you. One who sees you as a child at best, and an annoying pest at worst. He’ll never love you. He’ll never respect you. He’ll never tie his fate to yours, no matter how many times you throw yourself onto his pyre.”

Her words sliced neatly, efficiently, deeply. As they were meant to.  But it wasn’t quite the death by a thousand papercuts yet. None of this was news to you. And you’d had time — a long, long time — to come to terms with the undignified position your feelings placed you in.

You were wounded, but not fatally.

With a put-upon yawn, you tilted your head. 

“Oh, wow, this took awhile. Can I get a SparksNotes version next time? You see, there’s this thing on Earth called TikTok, and it’s completely fried my attention span. But let’s disregard all the unnecessary cruel things you said about my admittedly ill-advised crush and rewind to the ‘integrity of the entire existence itself’ bit for a second. Because, you see, the other stuff, no matter how poorly-mannered it was, was true. Morpheus doesn’t give a shit about me, this truth is older than most civilisations. But this other thing, though, is complete rot. Isn't it, love?”

“How dare you!” The Maiden burst out, cheeks flushed. “How dare you speak that way of our sacred duty! You’re barely any better than a mortal. If it weren’t for your mother—”

“Tch tch tch,” you cut her off unceremoniously, massaging your temple as if you suddenly got a horrible migraine out of the blue. “While this little tirade is very admirable, it really does nothing for the situation and with all due respect you don’t decide anything around here. I’m here for Atropos. She knows this. So let’s stop stalling.” 

You saw it in her eyes when it finally dawned on The Crone that you know.

“So,” you said, voice cool now, precise, “do you want to tell them yourself, or should I?”

“Tell us what?” Clotho asked, confused.

“You nasty little parasite,” Atropos hissed, venom coiled tight in her throat.

“Such an odd pet name,” you mused. “But I’m glad we’ve finally reached this stage in our relationship.”

She leapt at you over the table. But her fingers only caught the empty air.

You stood behind her now, the tip of an ancient, rusted spindle pressed lightly to her throat.

“You know I’m a pacifist on Fridays, love,” you murmured, voice steel. “It’s deeply rude to make me break my asceticism like that.”

“You’re completely insane!” Clotho gasped. “If you kill her, you will unspool the matter of existence itself!”

You let out a tired laugh.

“No. I won’t. That’s the bit I‘m trying to make her tell you.”

You stepped back, the spindle fell to the ground with a metallic thud.

“While there’s no denying you are one of the most powerful beings in the universe, your power is arbitrary, not absolute. She knows this because she has changed someone's fate before.”

Clotho looked shocked, lost — like the air had been punched out of her. But judging by Lachesis’ face, you could take an educated guess that she already knew, or at least had her suspicions.

She met your gaze, and for a moment — just a moment — her eyes flickered with something like respect.

She scoffed, eventually. But not unkindly.

“Listen,” you tried to get back to the matter you actually came here to settle. “I know who it was, I know why she did it, and I literally couldn't care less. But if I go around blabbing my big mouth about it, the reputational damages to your business would be astronomical, and I have no interest in that. All I ask is that you,” you turned to Atropos, “promise you won’t cut Morpheus’ string, and in return I promise to never tell or otherwise imply, show, or point to this information ever again.”

Atropos looked ready to tear you limb from limb, possibly inventing new limbs just to tear them. But before she could strike, Lachesis spoke.

“We will not take Morpheus’ life for this infringement,” she said. “There is no promise if he steps out of line again.”

“Deal,” you agreed instantly.

“But,” she continued, “you threatened the Kindly One. You cannot walk out without a punishment. It will not be a lethal or a harmful one, but it must be done.” She came up to her sister and whispered something in her ear. Judging by the sadistic smile that spread on the Crone’s face, you really doubted the whole ‘not lethal or harmful’ bit, but nothing could deter you at this point. You got them to agree to keep Morpheus alive. The price was secondary.

You and Atropos shook hands, and the world around you began spinning, or maybe unravelling. At the last moment before everything went to black, you saw Lachesis’ smile directed at you, coy and mischievous but the same as her expression earlier — not unkind. ***

The first thing you felt when you came to was sand. You very much hated sand. Inexplicably, deeply. One could even say viscerally. 

It wasn’t always like that, though. In the early millennia of your life, you loved the beach, the ocean. It’s just that you didn’t associate sand with either anymore. 

So these days, you stuck to megacities with their glass and steel, and blessed concrete.

Your last memory was sealing the deal with Atropos. Agreeing to a punishment for threatening her life.

Was this the punishment? Dropping you in a sand dune? Really?

Sure, it wasn’t lethal. Not harmful either, technically. 

But it was gross. You could already feel the sand in all the crevices it had no business being in.

You groaned and began to haul yourself upright, palms pressing against the grainy ground. You were somewhat halfway up, on all fours with your arse in the air and your dignity long gone, when you heard it —or rather felt it.

A presence. Furious, vast, and coming right at you.

It was at that moment your wrist seared with agonising pain, and you lost what little balance you had in your body and fell to the ground again.

Face first in the fucking sand.

He arrived like a calamity.

Even in his human form, Morpheus was freakishly tall. Perched on the uppermost edge of what mortals could register as man, and not a statue possessed by an eldreich god.

But somehow, he felt even bigger now, like he was exaggerating his dimensions just to make a point. He was vast. A force of pure fury. 

Divine. Suffocating.

He said nothing at first. Just lifted you by the scruff of your tattered hoodie, like you were a beat-up doll he’d come across in a charity shop.

He was angry. So, so angry.

You felt it. His rage. He was known to be ruthless even to those he loved. You didn’t want to think where that left you in your current predicament.

It tore through your veins like wildfire. Literally. Physically. Molten and ancient. Burning you up from the inside.

It was agony. Unspeakable. Almost holy.

You weren’t made to carry it. Not this kind of heat. Not from him.

You wanted to vomit.

“What,” he growled, and it wasn’t just a sound, it was sheer force, “have you done?”

It echoed in your skull like a blow, rattling something loose in the process. Probably a very important something.

And you were trying, really. Trying to keep your grip on reality by sheer force of will. But you weren’t Endless. 

Barely divine, for that matter.

You weren’t built to endure the full weight of Dream’s wrath.

The darkness came for you.

[brights-place]

I don't know if you done love triangles before but Jinu and Rumi fighting over reader and each other's feelings or just fight over reader while reader is fan of both Huntrix and Saja Boys

[KPDH] ．°˖✧ Ｒｕｍｉ ˚₊ ⊹ & ━━━ ．°˖✧ Ｊｉｎｕ ˚₊ ⊹ x GN! Reader

Contains: Fluff, Stupid Stuff, and Acts of Affection

A/N: GRINDING THROUGH REQUESTS BECAUSE I NEED SOEMTHING TO DO THANK YOU REQUESTERS! I hope ths is alright I gave up most of the way due to being tired and stressed recently I apologize for it being half assed!

Summary: Jinu and Rumi fighting over reader and each other's feelings or just fight over reader while reader is fan of both Huntrix and Saja Boys

──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟You never meant to date both of them. It started with long, awkward conversations, private apologies, and little moments of emotional honesty… and before you knew it, you were stuck between a demon and a half demon who was a hunter

──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ The public still thinks you're just a super-fan with wild luck. What they don’t know is that you have two unread messages

──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ Rumi leaves her lipstick on your cheek like a signature, and Jinu watches you from across the stage like he’s memorizing your soul again ──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ Rumi’s idea of a date is sneaking you into Huntrix’s training room at midnight and dancing to unreleased tracks with the lights on a low setting while She grabs your hand during the chorus, spins you into her arms, and kisses your forehead with a soft, “Only for you.” ──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ Jinu doesn’t do public displays but when it’s just the two of you? He becomes someone else. Quiet. Tired. Real. His head on your lap while you run your fingers through his hair. “I don’t deserve this,” he murmurs. You always whisper back, “You do.” ──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ Jinu's love langue is a mix of gift giving and physical touch while Rumi's is acts of service, and physical affection ──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ You get free merch even the ones that weren't officially going to be put out to the public. Jinu and Rumi have always argued over who's merch is better while you're in the background watching a video on your laptop, derpy sititng beside you purring ──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ The two of them pamper you no matter what but also try to keep you safe. From other demons, and from the public knowing how some people were actually like ──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ You have screamed loudly when the two of them decided to tag team you. They chased after you around your apartment to get you to have cuddle time when you try to leave for work (They succeeded)

──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ You once got sick, and the result was both of them going into panic mode. Rumi fussed like a mom. Jinu said he had the right recipe which Rumi had to stop him saying not to make some old timey tea that would probably be bad for you

──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ You ended up sandwiched in bed while Rumi stroked your hair and Jinu read from a book just to lull you to sleep ──★ ˙Ꮺ ˚ ̟ This isn’t the love you imagined when you were just a fan in the crowd It’s better and you couldn't help but be happier from it

��ৎ ⌗ 𝐊-𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⸝⸝

[sapphirelightningbug]

Mother Knows Best [Adrian Chase x Reader]

Literally couldn’t get a photo of his mother from the trailer to save my life

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Summary: Adrian’s mom thinks you’re dating her son, especially because of how much he talks about you.

Word Count: 1.5k

Content Warnings: Course language, Suggestive language, mentions of murder, Adrian is a whole warning himself

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You and Adrian had met when you were working with Peacemaker and the rest of the 11th Street Kids. You'd found him strange at first; his obsession with Chris was different. It was obvious he had some issues, not that you thought poorly of him because of it, but he had some social problems. He didn't really have a filter, and he could be crass. Still, you became friends cause, like Adebayo said, he was a good guy. You’d been hanging out at Adrian’s house all day; he’d had the day off, and you decided to come over. Adrian lived with his mom, who'd been at work; his brother had moved out a few years prior, and his parents had divorced a long time ago. She decided having Adrian around wouldn't be too bad; he cleaned up around the house and took care of everything well. You were lying back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Fargo was playing on the big box TV that sat in the corner of his room. Adrian had a lot of old stuff in his room. He was lying behind you on his back, with his head in his hands, his arms crossed behind him. You both heard the keys unlocking the front door, he shot up, and you moved to get up and look at him. “Is that your mom?” You asked, yawning and stretching your eyes, meeting his bespectacled ones. Blue eyes stared back with a little bit of panic. “What?” You looked at him, confused, hands grasping into the cream colored bedspread you sat upon. “You just haven't met my mom,” he explains. You nod. “Yeah, but it's not that big of an issue, I can meet her now,” you smile. “Unless you don't want me to?” You look at him suspiciously, and he stares back with that same dumb puppy dog expression. Adrian’s mom shouts his name from downstairs. “Alright, Chase, let's get down there before she comes up here and suspects the worst.” He chuckles. "If I were fucking you, she would know," there he is again with his crass statements and nonexistent filter. You rolled your eyes, used to it at this point. "You aren't getting this pussy, even if you were to beg for it," You retorted, always trying to keep him on his toes. "I don't beg." His voice was tight, and you knew there was something there. "Yeah, and Aquaman doesn't fuck fish." You raised your eyebrow, waiting for him to challenge, but he grinned. "I knew you believed me!" You shake your head at his antics; it was all so stupid. The two of you bounced off each other so well. "Alright, let's get this over with." You stood making your way over to the door, bare toes sinking into the soft carpet beneath you. You placed your hands on your hips, waiting for him to get up. He groaned and joined you at the door, sweatshirt and loose jeans drooping off of his lanky body as he walked. You pushed him in front of you so his mom wouldn't see you first, and he swatted at your hand. The floor transitioned to hardwood from carpet leaving his room. The stairs had a runner rug on them. Stepping down the first few steps, you grabbed the wooden handrail and followed Adrian down. When you stepped into the kitchen at his side and saw the brunette woman, she had placed her brown leather purse down onto the laminate countertop. She wasn't paying attention when the two had entered the room, so when she looked up, she was startled. "Mrs. Chase, it's really lovely to meet you." You smile, "I don't mean to intrude." Her face changes from a look of confusion to a grin. "Oh, you aren't intruding, darling. You must be (Y/N). Adrian talks about you a lot." You turn back to him with your eyebrows knitted as if to ask, 'What's that about?' He makes a stupid face that makes you crack up. "He talks about me, huh?" You chuckle, and she nods. "Yeah, I have a hard time getting him to stop when he starts." Your smile only grows, and he begins to get embarrassed. His mom turns to him, her deep red lips parting when she says, "She is as pretty as you'd described." His face heats up. "Shut up, Ma," He's a tomato at this point, and you can't help but let out a snort.

"No, please, Mrs. Chase, keep going. You said he was talking about me being beautiful?" Adrian groaned, and you shoved his arm playfully. "Yes, he always talks about you. I'm really glad you make my son so happy." That one confused you. Did she think you two were together? "Alright, ma, thank you for that. We are gonna go back upstairs. You cannot follow us," He grabbed your arm and dragged you back upstairs. "It was nice to meet you, Mrs. Chase!" You were barely able to get it out before he got you all the way upstairs. You honestly forgot how strong he was. It made your stomach twist when he manhandled you like that. Once he got you to his room, you flung yourself onto his bed. "Okay, what the fuck was that?" "That? Pfft- That was nothing!" He brushed it off with an uncomfortable look on his face. He stood in front of you, about two feet of distance between you. “Your mom definitely thinks we're dating,” he looks confused. “She didn't say that,” he thought over the conversation. “It was implied,” you raise your eyebrow, waiting to see how he would defend himself next. “I hate when people do that implied stuff,” He groaned, frustrated. “So what are you gonna do about that?” He was tense, and for the first time ever, he didn’t have a witty comeback. “I don’t think it’s such a bad idea,” he stares down at his hands. “I mean, you know I like you, I tell you all the time,” he swallows, almost nervous for your reaction. He wrings his hands as he waits for a response. “I thought you meant like friends, not like a relationship.” You look at him, and he looks uncomfortable; it wasn’t something you were used to. “Not that I’m not okay with that, uh, I think you’re really cool and, I like you too!” He looks up excited. “You do?” He was bouncing on his heels. His quick change of emotions almost gives you whiplash. “Why didn’t you say so?” You smirk at his excitement. He moved to sit next to you on the bed. “You know it’s not as easy for some people to admit their feelings.” “You knew I’d like you, though,” he took your hand in his and began trailing shapes over it. “I mean, it’s me, you know me!” “I have to admit you intimidate me a little when it comes to this romantic stuff.” his eyebrows furrowed, and he looked around and then down at himself. “Me? I intimidate you?” You were right, you sounded silly. Despite his violent streak as Vigilante, he would never hurt you or your friends. He was about as intimidating as a five-pound chihuahua. “I guess it’s just like, you’re so open emotionally, and I don’t 100% know how to react to that all the time,” you looked uncertain, but he seemed to understand.

"I don't know what to say, so I'm gonna kiss you now, is that okay?" You nod, and he leans in; he doesn't have so much experience with emotional and physical intimacy. That's not to say he's a virgin or has never been with a woman. As Vigilante, he fucks around with Chris and whatever girls he has around; he just wasn't used to someone liking him as well, Adrian. He captures your lips between his. It's oddly endearing how nervous he seems to be. The kiss lasts longer than you expected. One of his hands rests at your waist while the other is tangled in your hair. He gets sloppy with it after a few seconds, and eventually, he pulls back. He pushes his glasses back up his face. "That was awesome," He grins, and you look at him, smirking at his antics. He peels himself from you and brushes a loose strand of hair out of your face. "You're a dork," You snort, and he laughs too. "So I was thinking for our first date we could go kill a couple of guys I've been looking into, real shitheads, racist assholes." You grin, and he looks excited. You've only been able to kill people together when it came to the butterflies. "Does one of them happen to be Chris' father?" Adrian shakes his head. "Unfortunately, no, but I think some of these incest ridden crack babies with fetal alcohol syndrome would probably support him, so good enough?" "Yeah, good enough." You grab his hand, and he almost blushes. "Oh my god, you cannot blush from some hand holding after the crap you say!" "What? I like you, you're like hot!"

[digitalisnarcissus]

When you're in the pit, I know that is what it feels like. But, with love, most people are not in the pit. Most people have a little spare time or energy or money, and the lucky ones have all three. And most people in the pit will also crawl out, and the best way to start is with a little joy.

Just because they picked tabletop gaming, I want to this link: itch.io free tabletop RPGs nice little games, most of which require no or little space or equipment. You don't have friends? That's okay, there's a lot of solo games (try the journaling tag). You don't have dice? That's okay, here's a dice rolling website. It needs cards? Okay. Don't even have pen and paper? Notes app! (Or like, any docs program, paint etc if you're on a bigger device).

There is so much free stuff on this internet. Legal even!

This person wrote a manifesto I ain’t reading all that but this is literally the type of behavior im talking about the idea hobbies all cost money is so removed from reality if you have the time to pick up your phone and write 7 paragraphs on how im victimizing you with my offhanded post you have the time to watch a movie on YouTube with your very same phone instead come on now. How is you freaking out on the internet helping any of these issues

[rosefantasy77]

Can I request a fic (could be smutty if you want) where reader is one of those tiktok fine shyts who make thirst traps and gets hella views and likes, and the comments are always like raw- I mean awww, and Malachi is jealous so he makes SURE he's in your next vids with either a hand on you or kissing you.

You're Mine

—Summary: Malachi doesn't like what's showing up on your social media. He decides to watch and stop it.

—Warning: Protective Malachi, no anger just jealousy, suggestive towards end, no smut

—Song: Cruel World; Lana Del Rey

Popular is just one of those things you hate. Well, hated.

Ever since you became one of those popular influences on TikTok and Instagram, your phone has blown up. Especially with your actor boyfriend, Malachi.

It's not that bad having a boyfriend who is an actor, right? Right! Only problem is that it's rare to see him. Not that rare. Just when he is filming.

You started dating Malachi a couple months ago. You started off during the social media thing. You've seen Zombies and Descendants. Original movies on Disney Channel.

Having a younger sister would explain everything. She has always been a big fan of the Disney stars. Maybe a bigger than fan most. Like, crushing on Milo Maheim, Cameron Boyce, and many more.

Your little sister found out that Malachi Barton is following you back on Snap and TikTok. He has seen your videos. Your one of those "thirst trap" influence's

Other words, you are always posting about yourself and your friends. Showing off your outfits. Doing trends. Trying different products and stuff like that.

Malachi wanted to learn more about you. So he asked you out for breakfast. Turns out, the two of you hit it off pretty well. You couldn't believe it.

Wanna know who else couldn't believe it?

Malachi and your sister. Malachi has been following you for months. Now, he is finally your boyfriend. And your sister. It's crazy how you're dating a celebrity. How he is gonna be in the upcoming movie: Zombies 4.

You and Malachi have been dating for about a couple months now. Around 8 in a couple weeks. You're in love with him. He is in love with you.

Malachi just finished Zombies 4. so it's nice to have him back. You also met his cast-mates. Like Freya and MK. His closets friends.

Turns out, all of you got along. Especially you and Freya. That's what Malachi was aiming for. He really wants people to be closer to Freya.

People all over the world don't realize how special Freya is to Malachi. He looks at her as his younger sister. He'll always be there for her.

You completely understand that. Freya is real sweet. And has an amazing voice. You already have her music saved. Saved it on Spotify.

You're always getting along with Freya. Even you consider as your younger sister. MK just your older brother. Even though he is only a year older than you.

This afternoon, you and Malachi were just hanging out at your house. You and Malachi invited Freya and MK over for lunch. They had lunch. However, they had to head back to their place.

Right after they left, you decided to make a couple TikTok's. Malachi was gonna help clean around the house. He always considered your family as his second family. All of you guys have gotten so close.

Getting bored was common around your place. Best way to not let that happen, is check your feed on your social media platforms. You looked for a couple of trends to do.

When you found one, it was suppose to be for two people. You thought Malachi would be pretty good at it. Surely has has seen it before.

Like usual, you find the one to join along with it. You had a couple mess ups. But, that's what mistakes are for. You finally nailed one and really like it.

As always, you tagged quite a couple of people. Of course your 7 millions followers will know when you post or not.

But, you tagged your closest friends. As usual, Malachi as well. 'Cause you know how much he likes your TikTok's.

Malachi got a notification on his phone. Saying that you posted something on TikTok.

When he opened the video, he loved it. He made sure to like it. You posted it just a couple minutes ago and there was already 900+ likes.

He opened the comments. Commenting on your video. He scrolled through the comments. Seeing what people were saying. He saw people he has never eve recognized.

Like this one comment. It kinda made him jealous. Honestly, kind of made him mad. People saying this stuff about you.

jackbn77:alright y/n!

user9987:MARRY ME

kilo9uh: SO HOT I WANNA MARRY HER

ggfpolg56: Is she taken? If not, DM ME

Comments like this continued in the comment section. Malachi didn't like this one bit. He had to show people that you are his. And he is yours.

He tried to find a TikTok trend for both of you. One of them from last year. But, it was still a trend to do. He wanted everyone to make sure your his. No one else.

"Hey babe!" Malachi called to you. You turned your head, smiling at him.

"I find this trend on TikTok. It's pretty easy. I'm sure you will like it. You wanna do it?" Malachi asked.

"I'd love too!" You smiled.

You and Malachi watched the video a couple times. You understood it after a couple minutes. It took a lot of a drafts to get it down. But, you finally got it down.

Malachi killed it. For someone who took 6 times, you did pretty good yourself. You were really proud at what you and Malachi did.

At the end of the video, Malachi made sure to do a little extra. Meaning, grabbing your waist and kissing your cheek and neck. Even placing his hand right under your right breast and waist.

You didn't see anything about it. It's how Malachi normally acts. Little did you know, it was for everyone that he is still in your life.

"This is great, babe. We did amazing!' You encouraged your boyfriend.

You started to post it. Malachi smirked as yo put in the title "Vibin' with my man <3"

Malachi was proud of himself. Little did you know, this was for everyone to know it will always be you and him.

And only him.

[drafts-and-delusions]

Hi, I've read SO much of your Saja boys stuff, and I was hoping if it would be okay if you could write about Jinu finding out that his s/o was wearing his obviously too big clothes because they are insecure because they're underweight. I can't find anything for my underweight peeps 😔

All the Space You Don't Take Up

Tags: gn!reader, hurt/comfort. body image issues, underweight!reader, oversized clothes, established relationship

all bodies are beautiful <3 im sure more underweight reader fics will pop up soon

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Jinu didn’t notice at first. It wasn’t unusual to see you in his clothes. You’d worn his hoodie before, sometimes tossed on his jacket if it was cold, once even wandered around half-asleep in his rehearsal shirt. You said you liked the way it smelled. Said it made you feel close to him.

So when he saw you curled up on the sofa again in one of his black pullovers, he didn’t think much of it. Not at first. He walked past, stopped, and looked again.

The sleeves had swallowed your hands whole. The hem hung nearly to your knees. It wasn’t just oversized. It looked off.

He tilted his head slightly. “That one’s huge on you.”

You looked up, startled. You tugged at the cuffs like you wanted them to cover even more of you. “I like this one,” you said. “It’s comfy.”

He didn’t answer. He just sat down beside you, close but not cornering, and looked at you again.

You weren’t cold. The pullover was too warm for this weather. You hadn’t layered anything underneath it either; it hung loose, shapeless. And the way you kept fidgeting with the fabric, pulling the collar a little higher, it wasn’t comfort. It was something else.

“Did something happen?” he asked quietly.

You took a second to answer. Your shoulders tensed before you spoke.

“I don’t like how I look right now.”

The sentence was quiet, but it felt like it echoed. He blinked once. The words weren’t a surprise, but hearing them said out loud still landed like a weight on the chest.

“Because you’re underweight?” he asked. Not unkind, just honest.

You nodded.

He looked at you for a while longer. Your face, your hands, the way you were trying to vanish into the pullover like it could undo whatever was bothering you. He thought back on the past few days, how you’d seemed quieter than usual. Slower to meet his eyes. Always tugging your sleeves down.

“I should’ve noticed sooner,” he said.

“It’s not your job to,” you replied.

He let out a soft breath.

“You wear my clothes all the time,” he said. “But today you picked one that hides everything.”

You didn’t respond.

He reached out carefully and pushed back one of the sleeves, just enough to uncover your hand. His fingers brushed against yours, warm and solid.

“You don’t have to disappear in my clothes,” he said. “You’re not too little. You’re just hurting.”

You swallowed hard. You didn’t pull your hand away.

“I know what it feels like,” he continued. “Wanting to hide in something bigger. Thinking that if no one notices you, you won’t have to notice yourself either.”

You turned your head. Your voice cracked a little when you said his name.

“I’m not mad,” he said. “I’m just trying to understand what you need. I can be quiet. I can sit here and say nothing, if that helps. Or we can talk. You don’t have to fix it right now.”

You hesitated, then said, “Just stay.”

He nodded once. “Okay.”

And he did. No lectures. No pity. Just a quiet hand resting near yours. His presence is a constant source of comfort and security. He wasn’t going anywhere until you were ready to come out from under the fabric on your own.

[pigeons4brains]

Chance x Reader Headcanons !!

Heyoo!!! Sorry for uh.. procrastinating on this LMFAO I've been busy with irl stuffs

Mainly tooth rotting fluff with sprinkles of angst

N E WAYS First batch of Headcanons are heeeree, as soon as this is posted, I'll be working on the Itrapped x reader headcanons, I also have been considering Two Time as well, but we'll see.

Cw// mentions of alcohol consumption & smoking, gambling (duh), Kissing, lots of it, Mentions of SH and burns, showering together??? Idk I felt like I had to tag this just in case, it's not NSFW, but it's there. And periods.

Reader is GN, and will be referred to as Partner, ect

Forgive me if I get anything incorrect about Chance, we have like...CRUMBS about them, so most of this is canon divergent??? I think that's the correct term I dunno.

He/they prns on Chance, but They're Afab, cause I said so come at me ☝️ reader is refered to as Partner, no pronouns are specifically stated. This is mainly pre-forsaken, so sorry if you wanted present Chance 😔

I lowkey wrote this while playing Limbus Company...I got a tad bit distracted

Like always, not beta read, and please feel free to remind me of anything+ let me know if I forgot to tag anything!

Had my oomf help me with some of these, thank you very much oomfieee🙏 , like the Telamon one, the ones they allowed me to steal(/j) will be colored differently!

Incredibly self indulgent 🤫

• Smells like a mixture of smoke and that one specific type of cologne that's stronger than you'd like.

• he'll swap the cologne for something easier on the nose occasionally, but the smell of cigarettes lingers

• they're not a heavy smoker, he does smoke (much to your annoyance), but rarely. the cigarette smell actually comes from the casino.

• occasionally does drink as well, but never really gets drunk, especially in public, even then he just sleeps it off if they're home. (A little bit on this later)

• Stupidly loyal, it's actually his downfall.

• If he IS drunk in public, he WILL hang onto you, definitely half asleep, but still sober enough to not fall on his face. If ANYONE , no matter who it is, friend, patron, ect, they Will immediately go "nooo I'm taken..." Or "noo I have a partner"

• loyal no matter what I'm jus sayin🤫

• hand and waist holding. Lots of it

• they are a SUCKER for physical touch, loves kissing you on the cheek, hand, neck ect.

• Has you close to him whenever he gambles, considers you their 'extra lucky charm', as if they don't have enough luck already.

• also wraps an arm around your shoulders

• big snuggler, while not the big spoon 60% of the time, they will not let you go once they pass out for the night.

• they're an incredibly heavy sleeper, good luck.

• mouth breather + drools in his sleep, snores, a long with talking in their sleep.

• but hey, for the price of a nice cuddle session...better hope you fall asleep before he does

• The most golden eyes ever holy shit please wear some brown contacts/j

• He doesn't realize it, but they love it when you in particular praise him, it feels more genuine, he's not stupid when other people do so, all that does is feed their confidence in their skill, but when you, his lovely partner, compliments them, he melts.

• 100% gets all giddy and giggly (grown ahh he/they bro/j).

• they are full of love but don't know how to show oughhh utterly pathetic in a really cute way for his partner.

• Chance burns himself with his cigarettes when especially stressed, or feeling extremely down.

• in my oomfs words "Not even my special interest can get me out of this one"

• you comfort them whenever you catch him doing this, it's a nasty habit he has.

• Chance, before meeting you, had plain old suits, but after meeting you, before you even got together he'd dress up in more lavish and colourful suits to impress you.

• basically, a bird, a really odd bird. Specifically a peakcock

• really cheesy with dates, so cheesy it's cute, he's a hopeless romantic without even knowing.

• loves you so much their chest hurts.

• LOSER....in a good and affectionate way.

• spoils you an unbelievable amount, even if you decline it, they're buying you a gift the money you show interest in something.

• Gift giving in general is another big love language (easily gets taken over by physical touch)

• Likes seeing you use/wear the gifts he gives you, makes him blush like an idiot.

• an awful kisser, inexperienced even.

• first kiss ended in giggles and jokes from both sides, he knows he's bad at kissing, but is willing to get better if it's with you

• god I hate this dude man/affectionate

• Is a surprisingly good cook, not 5 star chef level, but knows how to make a pretty good meal (he enjoys cooking as well)

• likes bell peppers. Yeah idk dawg he just likes em

• Will be the cook of the relationship, will cook anything available that you ask them to.

• wears a kiss the chef apron (oh I'm kissing that chef alright.)

• oomf adds on "the chef part is crossed out. Its kiss the GAMBLER"

• not a morning person, but likes waking up early to make themselves coffee (will prepare you some if you like coffee, if not, will most likely have some juice or water available for you if you don't want up with him)

• Kisses you good morning while holding onto you from behind, kissing your cheek.

• yes, sometimes you two shower together, but nothing really happens, it's just a really nice and relaxing shower.

• you're one of the few people they trust to watch over Spade

• that rabbit is his BABY and deserves the best

• spoils Spade just as much as he spoils you, and yes, the bunny does snuggle with you two. It's a cute sight.

• Help him do his tie in the morning and they will give you a big ol kiss

• the kiss doesn't last long, as he's a busy fella, but the kiss is sweet enough to give one a cavity.

• have I mentioned how much he loves you? Yeah? Well Theres a reminder hehe

• if your Afab, your periods are definitely synced, so you two help each other out with that, if you're amab, then they appreciate it when you help him out with his period.

• Now HE'S the one getting spoiled (he enjoys being pampered, they often don't allow themselves to indulge much)

[mint-ty]

I need to get this off my chest: the Joker Out weekly updates are still AI-slop.

Let me first make something very clear: the open letter reached them. They were tagged by countless people on Instagram stories, and they saw them - multiple times. They read it, and instead of making it clear to the fans whether they wanted to keep using AI or not and make it clear when they are using it or not, they chose to put a "veil" over our eyes.

If you have noticed, all the updates lately have been "Hi, it's x member here." followed by a vague description of what they are doing, followed by a random concert talk.

The first update we got from them since the letter was - allegedly - written by Kris. I can't send prints of the letters, so I'm adding the link (https://www.tumblr.com/musicalislife/787785684632158208/weekly-update-20250630?source=share). This is the worst offender of them all. Good job adding some stuff that makes it feel human, like "hahaha."; "And now? Sleep." and "A few days of “rest” (whatever that means)…" other than that? This letter is awful. Commas? Don't know her.

"We just wrapped up a show that honestly… left us completely speechless. Seriously – whatever happened out there tonight hasn’t happened anywhere else before."

Okay, "Kris", tell us more about what happened. Why are you speechless? One of the signs of AI is being really vague when it comes to descriptions and just saying generic sentences.

And not a mention of Nace? On his birthday? Seriously?

The following week, we got Jan (https://www.tumblr.com/musicalislife/788383223094870016/weekly-update-20250707?source=share). I actually believe Jan wrote this one. For the most part. This paragraph still feels a little vague, but since Jan wrote it past midnight, I can excuse vagueness:

"Let’s talk about Kranj. Because what happened there wasn’t about numbers. It wasn’t about how big the stage was. It was all about the energy. We’ve said it before and we’ll keep saying it. You don’t need thousands of people to create something that sticks with you."

And Jan thinking about Kranj feels very on Jan brand (yes, this is about Jance, shush)

Next, we got Mister Jordan himself (https://www.tumblr.com/musicalislife/789003749814370304/weekly-update-20250714?source=share). It's just so short but... that's not the problem. Again, some vagueness: "Let’s be honest. We all know what this week was about. I’m still collecting my thoughts from yesterday!" I don't know how to explain it, but it feels off.

Bojan's letter feels genuine (https://www.tumblr.com/musicalislife/789659789925990401/weekly-update-20250721?source=share) - at least the first part where he talks about what everyone is doing. (Though I wonder why they keep saying "WILD" every update. It makes them sound like an old man trying to connect with the youth.)

The genuineness in Bojan's letter falls a little when Jure's letter begins with the same typo (Baby Boo instead of Baby boos). Link: https://www.tumblr.com/musicalislife/790254037620670464/i-love-the-way-jure-writes-about-his-road-trip?source=share

Granted, Jure could have seen how Bojan did it and tried to replicate it, but look me in the eyes and tell me Jure wrote a letter. I love Jure, but that man can't remember to promote concerts on Instagram most of the time, and you expect me to believe he wrote this letter? It almost feels as if... someone wrote it for him.

So, I have a theory on what's going on, but first of all, this is not meant to throw any shade at anyone. It's just the observations I've made as a fan, and a lot of people have also pointed it out. Joker Out has a new social media manager. And that, in itself, is a good thing! It gives them time to focus on their music while not neglecting the communication side of things. It was something we wanted for a while! However, this manager is pushing them towards using GenAI, even though they had openly expressed a dislike for it before. People are allowed to change their minds, of course, but the response they got wasn't a positive one, and what we asked was clarity because we don’t want to see/interact with that shit. Instead, we got clowned on, of course. Instead, we get TikToks following crappy AI trends, of course. Instead, we got emails that were probably written by the social media manager with a mix of GenAI, of course.

You may think that I'm making JO the sole responsible for the AI usage, or that I'm making the new manager the sole responsible. The truth is that I think both are equally responsible. The manager for coming up with these AI ideas we don't want and are not helping the band, and JO for letting it be published and following blindly.

One thing they did since the letter was shut up about the cartoon. I don't know if we'll see a comeback, but for now, they haven't mentioned it since the contradictory statements on its usage of AI, but, in my PERSONAL opinion, that was a good decision.

Why do I need to say all of this now? I already unsubscribed from the open letters because I WILL NOT promote this and keep being clowned on. But one of the things that has been bothering me lately is their TikTok.

What happened?

Genuinely.

Joker Out was always so funny even when they were senseless. We are still laughing at ARE YOU?? after all this time even though we don't understand it and now we get Italian ai brain rot, labubu and God knows what else (I'm not on TikTok, I'm always late to trends, sorry). It's not the type of content that makes me go "Oh, who are these people? Oh, they do music? Let me listen/go to their concerts", it just makes me want to scroll away. "It's ai again, it's capitalism again, idc".

I have a big question: who's this content for? Right now, it feels like JO doesn't know who they are aiming their content at. Is it your current fandom? Even though we have expressed we don't like this? Is it for new people who don't know you? That's the first impression you want them to have of you?

I'm just so tired.

I love JO and I want to go to their concerts, and buy merch and have fun in this fandom, but instead I have to be piecing together if they are using GenAI - a tool that promotes anti-intellectualism, capitalism, destroys the planet and steals from artists – because they can’t give it up, let alone give us clarity.

An unpleasant read but honestly every Joker Out fan should read this. Because while Joker Out don't seem value honesty anymore - we as a fandom do. I have a lot of thoughts about this but I will let everyone form their our opinion. One thing for sure - I have unsubscribed from their email and from their official accounts because the blatant LYING is making me sick. (apparently you can send an email back to their weekly updates. if you want to let them know how you feel about all this new direction).

Joker Out and Katarina - do your job well or don't do it at all. Unless of course you want to get rid of your current fans and be a radio band for 13yo girls who think trololo ai slop is funny. Then you are on track 👎👎👎

[maythearo]

Artfight 2025 compilation of attacks for team Fossils! (Part 1)

OK BEFORE I INFODUMP!!!!!! Here's the list of the characters drawn and their respective owners, MAKE SURE TO GIVE THESE PEOPLE A FOLLOW THEIR OCS AND ART ARE SO COOL! :

Cyrille Nixon by siljusz on artfight / @xzprycaz

Mizuna by ThatLethalSoul on artfight / @thoselethalarts

Emiliano Fortaleza Cristal by jxneillus on artfight / @jxnebuggy

Celestine by rirurie on artfight and instagram

Mila by ennonzi on artfight / @ennonzi

(Btw let me know if I tagged you wrong or if you want me to edit anything on the post!)

So artfight is over and I had to stop attacking with 2 days remaining 😭 but! I enjoyed this event way more than I thought I would. The community was so wholesome and everybody is so skilled it's crazy + I was a big fan of the site's algorithm and engagement and was pleasantly surprised it didn't break on the first of July. I'm up to participating next year too if I have the time (something about an art gifting game and friendly competition made me immune to artblock for an entire month. Magic happened here it's the only explanation. Like, I don't remember the last time I made 11 full illustrations in a month.)

But yeah now with August arriving my break from uni is officially over! and. guess I gotta find a way to balance my personal work, commissions and uni stuff. I'm gonna go ahead and say I will probably put commissions and studies on priority again since this year and half of 2026 I gotta do my dumb thesis and that's gonna be difficult to say the least :) also I need to work. Such is life.

Prep for Artfight was the first instance in a long time I actually sat down to work on personal stuff, and my OC sheets weren't even that complex or anything, but I genuinely had a lot of fun making something for myself again 😭

Uuhhh I will post my OC reference art and might ramble a bit about them to the void later because this blog is the only place on the internet my irl friends (ttrpg group) don't follow and they are not allowed to see spoilers for my characters!

So sorry for the long post but I had to include an update somewhere lol

[thankyoulovely]

what a cutie — arthurtv

you're an american twitch streamer and you get a chance to go to the UK. who knows what will happen?

notes: this isn't PURELY smau - i have written some stuff as well because i couldnt resist. there will be multiple parts because i can't exceed over the 30 photo limit and i went a little overboard. fluff, platonic!group chat, friend!cinnabrit

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"Wait, what- England?"

"Yes! Fancy old London!" Cinna puts on a fake stereotypical British accent, making the both of you laugh way too hard at this quite expensive establishment. Some old people give you a hard stare, but you two don't pay it any attention.

"Why the hell are you going there?" You take a sip of your cocktail, slightly watery at the taste.

She leans closer to you on the table, speaking with a hushed tone - not whispering, but not letting others hear it as well, "Remember that reality show I did? With the Sidemen?" You hum, remembering all the edits she sent you of her, excitedly sharing some behind-the-scenes secrets with you.

"Well, one of the contestants, George Clarkey, is hosting his birthday party, and he lives in London. He invited Jason as well. And.. I'm allowed to take a plus one!" Her smile is contagious, hoping to hear a positive answer from you.

"And you think I am deserving of that invite?" You take another sip of your final cocktail for the night.

"Yes! Let's have a girl's trip! We can even stream something there!"

You giggle, "A girl's trip with Jason?" Cinna nearly spits out her own drink as she shakes her head, "That man will not leave George's sight."

You let the information settle a little, Cinna's new topic being overshadowed by your own thinking. A girl's trip to England, to some random man's birthday party with even more strangers. You needed some time to think about it. For now, you enjoyed your company with Cinna.

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text: last stream today before i leave! what should i play on stream? lmk 👀💕

arthurtv sent you a message!

arthurtv: have you ever played "Make Good Choices"? it's quite a funny game, and would be perfect to play on stream :)

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yourusername: can i give you a suggestion?

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yourusername: its called 'what remains of edith finch' - amazing storytelling, so captivating and an emotional rollercoaster. its one of my personal favourites :p

arthurtv: ohhhh hahaha, thank you! the name is familiar, the rest not so much

arthurtv: and I don't stream, sadly not as often as I would like to :(

arthurtv: if it really interests me, I might record a Youtube video on it 😉

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text: watch out people, we've landed in London 🇬🇧

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"Are you nervous?" You hear Cinna ask, styling her hair in the hotel bathroom. You're putting away your spare clothes in your suitcase, cleaning up after your small dress-up show.

"Of course I am! You at least know George to some extent. I know no one!" Your voice is a little louder than normal, frustrated over your shirts and sweatpants suddenly not fitting back in the same space they just were. Your dress is tight, hugging every inch it sits on. The colour brings out your eyes, the matching shoes comfortable at your feet. The sweat is starting to form on your back, but as soon as you get outside, you won't feel as hot anymore.

"You're such a doofus. Once the drinks start coming, it will feel like any party." She finally turns off the light in the bathroom, stepping out and showing off her natural curly hair. You look up, sending her an air kiss which she catches, placing her hand on her heart. Laughter fills the hotel room.

"Also, don't lie to me."

You blink, "What do you mean?"

Cinna is smirking at you, leaning over the bed, as if taunting you. "I saw who you were texting."

You suck your teeth, trying to play it off, "People can't text anymore?"

She lightly smacks the bed, "You were smiling! Like, smiling smiling! I think you were even blus-"

You throw your t-shirt at her, "Shut up!", laughing at her. She's not wrong, you were texting Arthur. He'd asked when you were landing and how you were going to get to the party. You answered him, and maybe joked around with him.

"Okay- let's get going, Jason's blowing up my phone."

You grab your coat and bag before closing the door behind you.

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i havent dabbled in smau since 2018 🚬 hopefully this turned out okay :) part 2 out sometime!!!

[yourqueenb]

Hey everyone, not sure if anyone will even read this since my blog has basically been dead for over a year. But I just wanted to let anyone who was wondering know that, yes, I am alive lol. I actually had a pretty severe injury/illness last year like a day or so after my last post. Idk for sure though because I actually don't remember any of it, and only remember waking up in the hospital with people telling me I was sick. And it took me pretty much up until a few months ago to recover enough to start working my way back into my normal life and start using my phone/computer again. But that's a story for another time and honestly one I'm not sure I want to share on here!

Anyway though, I'm hoping to get back on here regularly and into playing Choices specifically again soon. I've just had a really crazy and BUSY year. Plus, I actually need to clear up some storage on my phone to be able to redownload that app as well as this one. But enough of my rambling. If we used to talk when I was more active on here, please don't hesitate to reach out! I'd love to reconnect with everyone

[haizononon]

Hi! I hope you feel better!!!

Was wondering if you would do a request (whenever) for smth like “protective w/ sho?” Could be any plot tbh like you finally get an R&R permit to go out somewhere, someone tries to hit on you but Sho comes to the rescue.

Thank you ~~~

protective w/ sho haizono

note: hii! i do feel a little better, thank you! hehe protective sho is always so charming... i hope this is okay!

contains: someone being pushy, fem-aligned reader, a very light reference to spiking drinks, me making stuff up because i don't know much about R&R permits oops...

Getting an R&R permit was an unusual event for the Vagastrom ghouls, most of their requests ending up ignored or rejected, so Leo wasted no time searching for a trendy club he wasn't banned from. And, of course, that meant Sho would also have to tag along.

However, despite his friend's protests, he invited you to come along as well.

"It wouldn't hurt you to let loose from time to time, senpai." He had said, so casually as he passed you your lunch.

You had no reason to reject his offer, especially when it was a chance to go out and enjoy yourself a little after working so hard these past few months, with the threat of a deathly curse looming over your head. A night out with friends, or a maybe-friend when it came to the influencer, didn't sound too bad.

What you didn't take into account was that Leo would drag the two of you to one of the newest, biggest clubs he could find. Despite the building being of a decent size, just looking inside from the entrance made you feel claustrophobic with how many people there were.

"Sho, you invited the NPC so you babysit her."

"Hah?" Before the albino could say anything, the influencer was already making his way into the crowd, leaving the two of you behind. Sho lets out a sigh, annoyed. "This guy..."

"Uhm, it's okay, you don't have to stay with me the whole time." You didn't want him to waste him to waste his free time in 'babysitting duty', it wasn't a common opportunity after all.

"Nah, I invited you, so don't worry." He waved off your worries, instead sending you one of his usual smirks. "Unless you want to get rid of me already?"

"Wha— No!" Your face heats up at your volume, a few people closest to the entrance glancing at you for a moment. Sho laughs, one of his arms wrapping around your shoulders as he guides you into the club.

"Good to know. Let's get you a drink."

Despite your initial nervousness at the size of the crowd, you find yourself enjoying a nice drink at the bar. The ghoul kept close to you at all times, his body acting as a barrier so no one bumped into you, just talking about your day and past experiences. It wasn't so different from your hangouts at the academy, just a lot noisier.

"Wait, so you're banned from all clubs in Shibuya? How?"

"Almost all of them." He corrects you, taking a sip of his own drink. "Leo always got in fights, you've already seen how he can be."

"Well, yes, but I didn't think it was so—" The sound of a notification interrupts you, and you move to check your own phone, unsure. Sho does the same, and while you see nothing in yours, the ghoul clicks his tongue.

"Talk of the devil..." At his grumble you lean closer, curious.

"Is it from Leo?"

"Yeah, seems like he was poking at someone and needs me there for a moment." He stands up, pausing to look at you. "Think you can wait here for a few?"

"Sure! I can't promise your drink will still be here when you come back though."

He chuckles at your playful grin, pushing his drink on the counter towards you. "Knock yourself out. Text me if anything happens."

Sho waits until you nod at him to confirm that you heard him before leaving to search for his friend, and it doesn't take long for you to feel lonely even with people all around you.

You're true to your word and stay there, keeping both drinks close just in case. It's after a few minutes that you feel someone sit on the stool next to yours, turning around with a smile to greet the albino, only to find a stranger way too close for your comfort.

"How come there's a pretty thing like you all alone in this side of the city?" His tone of voice alone makes the discomfort grow.

"I came with friends." You keep your answer short, obviously not wanting to continue the conversation, but the man doesn't seem to care.

"Really? Well, I don't see them, so they must be pretty shitty if they leave you like this." His eyes lower to the half-empty glasses in front of you. "I'll buy you a new drink, then you can ditch those friends and spend a good time with me, yeah?"

"No, thank you." You attempt to be polite at first.

"C'mon, don't be shy. I know some big shots here, the bartender will give me the best in stock."

"I'm not interested." This time, you're firm, standing up from your seat and reaching for your phone to text Sho that you will wait for him outside, only for a hand to roughly grab your wrist.

"Hey, your acting-hard-to-get thing is cute and all, but I'm not into chicks who keep pushing it." He tries to pull you onto the seat, but you stand your ground the best you can. "I just want to buy you a drink, you ungrateful—"

Suddenly, there's someone else behind you, a familiar hand grabbing the other man's wrist and forcing him to let go of yours. You turn to confirm your doubts and indeed, Sho is right there, looking downright pissed.

"Are you deaf? She said no, so get going."

"Oh, c'mon man, I was just trying to be nic— Ugh!" The ghoul's grip tightens, but he's careful enough not to break any of his bones, even if a part of him wants to.

"Don't care. Fuck off."

Sho abruptly lets go of the stranger, making him stumble against the stool where he had been sitting previously. He tries to look at you, probably to throw some insults, but the delinquent steps in between, blocking him.

"You got something else to say? Spit it out."

The man steps back immediately, muttering under his breath as he cradles his bruised wrist and leaves, not wanting to test the albino's patience any more than he already had.

When Sho turns to you, there's still some anger in his eyes, but his expression is softer, a hand gently being placed on your shoulder to keep you close.

"Let's go, senpai."

The two of you make a beeline for the door, leaving the claustrophobic club to step into a much colder street. The jacket you had chosen for tonight was too thin, and you hugged yourself to keep some warmth, instinctively leaning closer to the ghoul.

"Are you okay?" His hand squeezes your shoulder to get your attention, leading you to meet his blue gaze. You stop a few feet away from the entrance to the club.

"Yes, you got there before it could get worse, so he couldn't..." You trail off when you noticed his raised eyebrow. Ah, that wasn't what he meant. "... A bit shaken, to be honest, but I'll be fine."

He scoffs, clearly still angry about what happened. "I shouldn't have left you alone, sorry."

"Ah, no, no! It's alright, you didn't know it would happen." Before he could retort that it's a common thing to happen at clubs, you change the topic. "What about Leo? Is he okay?"

Sho lets you get away this time, seeing that you don't want to talk about it. "He's fine, chatting with other influencers or something. The bouncers took the other guy out instead, for once."

You hum at his reply while rubbing your arms, too unused to the cold breeze after your time inside the building, Seeing this, the ghoul pulls you closer until you're flushed against his side, angling his body so the breeze won't hit you directly.

"You want me to drive you back?"

His question makes you think. It's tempting, a nice shower and a warm bed would do wonders, but... you were enjoying his closeness too much to be able to part ways so soon.

"No, I can wait until Leo wants to leave. Plus, I don't want him to complain about us leaving without him later."

This close, you can even feel how Sho has to keep himself from snorting at your reply, seeing the real meaning behind your words. You know it wouldn't be too long of a ride and he could come back before the other ghoul wanted to leave, not to mention the fact that you weren't subtle at all with the way you snuggled against his side.

You were lucky he decided to have some mercy and not mention the flush on your cheeks either.

[darlingdaisyfarm]

Love love love you and your writing!! I understand you probably get a lot of asks, so respond to this whenever! I was wondering, what are your headcanons for a Reader who is scared of sex? It can be due to the fact that she's a virgin and is just terrified of the concept or some other reason. I imagine Ford and Stanley would be so comforting and respectful!! We love gentlemen 🙏🙏

˚⊱ Stan & Ford × scared of sex!reader hcs ⊰˚

tags: i think it's mostly fluff and hurt/comfort but there's still mentions of sex so!

a/n: thank you soo much for ur ask hun! i hope everything i wrote here makes sense hehehrh. i also think that both twins would be very respectful to their partner about it

╰┈➤ STANLEY

✩ right off the bat, Stan is a lot more emotionally aware than people give him credit for. he picks up on stuff fast. he might not always say the perfect thing, but he notices your body language, tone and how you react when smth gets too sexual

✩ he might joke around sometimes, because it’s just his default way of flirting, but he doesn’t push, he’s not clueless, he’s not one of those guys who needs to be told a hundred times. he gets it

✩ once you'll admit it, i think he’d just blink a few times, nod slow, and go, “alright. thanks for tellin’ me, baby, you’re okay.”

✩ Stan does get even more protective, though. if someone else says smth sexual around you and you look even slightly uncomfortable, he's immediately throwing them a look or saying smth to shut it down. so just be sure he’s not letting anyone make you feel weird about your boundaries

✩ if you do talk to him about why you’re scared, Stan always listens and doesn’t interrupt. sits there, lets you get through it, nods along, puts a hand on your knee or gives you space depending on how you’re feeling. “okay. that makes sense. you got nothing to be embarrassed about.” it's really not a big deal tbh, not something that changes anything about how he sees you.

✩ one important thing, he’s actually really gentle once you’re behind closed doors. he talks rough, but when it comes to physical stuff, especially with someones he dates + you’re scared / new to it, i believe that Stan will be careful. he makes sure you’re really good with what’s happening before continuing.

✩ he also shows love in other ways, a lot of other ways. cooking for you. doing chores you hate. fixing something without you asking. bragging about you to people behind your back. slipping cash into your wallet when you’re low. holding your hand in public. his love language is showing up and sticking around.

✩ if you ever do change your mind and decide to try stuff, he’ll treat it very seriously. he’ll make sure you’re comfortable, probably do a million checks like “you good?” “you sure?” “want me to stop?” and afterward, he’ll give you whatever you need, space, reassurance, dumb jokes, a cold drink, whatever. he’s just proud he didn’t mess it up and he wants to make sure you don’t regret anything.

✩ i think Stan’s biggest fear is hurting you. in both ways, physical of course too, but also emotionally. he knows this stuff is complicated and he doesn’t wanna be a bad memory. he’s very aware that this is your first experience

✩ Stanley touches you super slow when you finally start, just following your lead. he’s still his normal self, there will be a dumb joke here or there to lighten the mood, but he keeps it respectful. you can tell he’s trying hard to be good at this

✩ “you okay?” “does this feel good?” “tell me if you want me to stop” “too much?”

✩ he gets soo clingy in a sweet way. he’ll spoon you, rub your arm, kiss your back. “you did so good. i’m real proud of you” don't mind him, just Stan being genuinely overwhelmed with affection and not knowing how to show it besides physical touch and simple words.

╰┈➤ STANFORD

✩ what an overthinker he is, hed worry a lot. “is it a trauma thing?” “does she not feel safe?” “am i doing something wrong?” that's if you told him you’re scared of sex, or if he even guessed that you are, he’d start running through every possible reason in his head

✩ the thing is, he’s probably also never done it. or if he has (but i still headcanon that Ford had no experience, unless we are talking about him being with canonical characters like Fidds for ex) or maybe once? and it was weird and rushed and left no emotional impact. so he’s not some confident guy behind closed doors. if anything, he’s just as nervous as you. even more. i mean i guess he got some academic knowledge about sex, intimacy, physiology and biology but zero hands-on experience. he’s never had the space or the trust to explore that side of himself with anyone.

✩ when you tell him, it happens during a moment where he’s being gentle and touchy, so it starts to go a little further and you hesitate, “i’m scared” or “i’ve never done this” he backs off and puts space between you both just so you don’t feel any pressure.

“okay. thank you for telling me, darling. we don’t have to do anything at all.” he really means you two can stop completely if you want.

✩ later when he’s alone i think he’d beat himself up about it. even though it’s not his fault, he’d go down a mental rabbit hole thinking maybe he came on too strong or maybe you don’t trust him enough or maybe he just isn’t good at this. he just really doesn’t want to be the reason you feel unsafe. he’d try to handle that guilt quietly, without dumping it on you.

✩ over time, he becomes very intentional about what kinds of affection he gives. he’ll always ask if you’re okay with certain things “can i touch your waist?” “is it alright if i kiss your neck?” he just wants you to know you’re in control and he keeps it consistent. if you say no or even hesitate, he’ll stop immediately and won’t act weird about it ! i trust my boy

✩ i think he’d also try to be informative without being condescending. he wouldn’t start quoting anatomy textbooks or anything, but if you had questions, he’d answer in a very calm, straightforward way. “you don’t have to do anything until you’re comfortable. and even then, we can take it slow.”

✩ emotionally, he’s very consistent. he doesn’t act different just because you two aren't having sex. still touches your hands and face. still brings you tea, still wants to sleep next to you, still looks at you with adoring expression because you’re everything to him and none of it was about sex

✩ if things ever do progress, of course Ford would be extremely slow about it. very very careful with his sweetheart. very detail-oriented. he’d want to know what feels good and what doesn’t. probably overcommunicates at first until you finally tell him it’s okay hehe. he’s also really big on aftercare, holding you, making sure you’re okay, cleaning things up, bringing water, etc. he just genuinely cares about your well-being and doesn’t want you to regret anything.

✩ i really think if you ever said “i don’t think i’ll ever be ready for that,” he’d say smth like, “then we won’t do it. i’m not with you for that” he loves your brain, your voice, the way you look when you’re working on smth, how you get nervous around new people but brave in the weirdest moments. sex is not a requirement for him to be completely obsessed with you!!

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Hey can you please do a yunjin x male reader smut where they’ve been dating for a bit and go out for readers birthday jus fluff and vanilla sex thank u

The Greatest Gift of All

Yunjin x Male Reader (Smut)

Smut Tags: oral, missionary, creampie, vanilla, love bombing.

I put the most general presents I could think of, sorry if you've never wanted one of those... Hope you enjoy.

Word Count: 3021

Your birthday usually isn't the most eventful of days, eat some takeout, lay in bed, say thank you to anyone who offers a congratulations/happy birthday. Then go to sleep, a comfortable ritual if not a bit boring.

Things are different this year though, because you aren't alone anymore.

Huh Yunjin. Your girlfriend, the sweetest girl you've met. It's been a blissful 8 months, meeting in a shoe shop of all places. Her gaze caught your eyes while fumbling through shoes, real fairytale stuff. She came over, you started talking, the rest is history.

"So. What would you like to do for your birthday?" Yunjin asked the morning of, giving you the infinite expanse of options in this mundane town to pick from. Not that you had that many options, but the activity does not make the event.

Although, habits are hard to break. "Would rather just stay in here, probably. Easier." You were laying at the bottom of your shared bed, inches away from Yunjin's legs who was resting in her half (though both halves were hers)

"Really? I mean, come on. That's so boring!" She's right, but you don't have a remote clue on where to go or what to do.

"Yeah, but" You gave what was an attempt of a shrug, difficult to do pressed in a mattress. Avoiding the luminous sunlight flowing between your shitty blackout curtains that didn't work.

"No buts, we are doing something! I'll pick if you don't!" She had far too much energy for 7 in the morning, radiating more than the obnoxious light to your left. Her cheeriness was a fantastic motivator, a real beacon.

"How are you so energetic? sigh You can pick something if you want, always been the better planner." The immediate gasp of approval made you chuckle.

"Yea! I'll keep it simple– since I know you don't like me making a massive show of things. Anyways let's go downstairs!" And in a moment Yunjin was up, flying out of bed long before an objection could be mustered.

"Alright..." You said to yourself, she was miles away. You took a moment to brush your teeth before heading down, she could wait a second.

You slid down the last few stairs in sheer tiredness, falling on your feet with a thump, at least you are still standing. You approached the living room door, mysteriously closed. Your hand grasped onto the cool metal handle, pushing it forward. The sight in front of you something unpredictable.

Yunjin sat on the sofa, two boxes, one in each sideways direction. Both medium in size, the entire room populated with red and purple balloons. The faint smell of orange wafting throughout the entire room.

"Surprise! Happy birthday!" She shouted, throwing her heads into the air in celebration. "Do you like it?"

"I love it! – when did you have time to set this up?"

She leaned back slightly, preparing to describe her mastermind scheme in all its glory. "Sneaked down while you were sleeping, came back upstairs and slid back into bed." Not the craziest story but you were impressed none the less, how she managed to get out without you waking up is a task never succeeded before.

"Very impressive, thank you. Really." It still felt weird to have any form of effort directed into such an inconsequential day, but it felt nice, great even. Your heart aching in appreciation.

"Don't mention it, you did similar for my birthday, but come over here I have gifts!" She was a gift to your life in its own right, but material goods are tangible love. You'll take whatever she gives you with joy.

You moved over, sitting in the smallest crevice between the boxes and Yunjin. Accepting the minimal space, her thigh brushing against yours. "So, my first gift is..." She leaned over, picking up the right box in order to increase your range to sit. But you didn't move, sitting against Yunjin.

The box ended up on your lap, wrapped in the same colour of red and purple as the balloons. "Open it neatly..." You followed her simple request, fingers searching for the weak spot in the paper, opening it on the seams she left intact for you. Slowly it gave way for what was inside, the thing you've had put in your wish-list for longer than it was possible to remember.

A smoothie maker. Put there entirely on a whim, as if to say 'if you win the lottery maybe' well that hasn't happened, financially at least. Regardless its a neat gift. "Thank you, this is sweet." The emotions ran rampant in your body, a whole swarm of butterflies migrating from one quadrant to the next.

"Don't thank me yet, I still have another gift, save your praise for the finale thank you very much." Your bad, definitely. Yunjin shifted, grabbing the box next to her. Adjusting herself to face you head on.

You opened the second gift, somehow even better, an ice cream maker. You smiled. "We are going to get so fat after this. But this rocks, so thank you, again."

"Definitely a good reason to get fat, now put it down! I have one final gift." You quickly complied, stacking it on the other box. Getting a millisecond to look back at her before she pulled you in by your pajama shirt, soft lips pressing against yours. Full of love and passion, letting the seconds linger on. Enjoying each other's embrace.

She pulled away, "Now I'm out of gifts, happy birthday." She repeated herself, picking between three is slightly unfair. But Yunjin's kisses blew the other two items out of the water.

"I love you."

"I know, I'm perfect and wonderful. We'll go out later for some food, but for now.. I think we should cuddle." You can't turn down a request that perfect, flawless even, especially when she's giving you those fucking puppy eyes. No choice but to concede, letting the warm blanket of Yunjin cascade over you. Her head nestling into your chest, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips. "There we go."

You knew how to complete the picture, shoving the actual blanket you two had over the top, turning on the old TV to some random movie and letting the hours pass, the shared body heat and soft skin rubbing together pleasant.

The rest of the morning/afternoon was fantastic, getting to experiment with the two new trinkets she bought you. Makes sense why she went on a last minute shop of products neither of you two would ever buy. Making a smoothie out of banana and blueberry, sharing it out of the same cup. Yunjin seemed very happy about that.

Now it was night-time, she had dragged you out to your favourite fast food place, both of you wearing the most casual attires. She looked fucking beautiful, brown hair falling down to her shoulders, wearing the nicest auburn shirt that you got her for her birthday. She smiled at you in the seat adjacent, both of you cooped in the booth in the corner, the most private seats.

"Surprisingly busy today." You remarked, looking at the group of people congregating by the counter.

"Yep, got in just before the horde arrived. Talk about luck." Oh you could talk about luck all day, especially with Yunjin in the room. The food was divided between you two, pieces of fried chicken. Deep fried to perfection. "You look great today, by the way." She slid in that complement smoothly, she'd say that even if you looked ratty, but your cheeks started to burn red.

"Thanks..." You replied meekly, opting to take a bite out of the chicken to avoid how embarrassed you felt, crumbling under the smallest complement.

"Aw come on, don't be so embarrassed! Can terrorise me with complements but can't take a simple one?" Yunjin shook her head in faux disbelief. Taking a bite of her own.

"You look cute flustered, it's not my fault." You defended yourself.

"And you don't? Should look in a mirror more." Yunjin smiled, unsuccessfully goading another response out of you. Instead you just, stared, admiring her. Something she finds endearing most days. Her brown hair catching the fluorescent, almost hospital lights which made it shine.

Her lips curled the smallest amount, morphing into a smirk, you knew that look. It meant many things but here? Definitely confidence. "Checking me out? I'm honoured." She took another bite. Even in her most innocuous, she looked divine.

"I'm, yeah. Can't help myself." She flashed you a smile.

There was a tranquil moment, food becoming the focus. In the booth there was silence, outside of it was the backdrop. Called orders, muffled family discussions. Stuff to focus on, her presence was enough. A touch of joy to your otherwise mundane birthdays. You held the tears back, an unnecessary outburst could spoil the moment.

"Good?" The words left your mouth involuntarily.

"Yep." The short exchange made you laugh faintly.

The food started to disappear, devoured by the hungry pair. Lingering in social areas wasn't really your thing, even after meeting her. She sensed your discomfort like smoke, guiding you out of noisy environment before it became too much.

"You know, I think I have one last gift for you..." Yunjin whispered into your ear, getting into the car.

Something told you that you'd have to wait and see.

-

Yunjin didn't make you wait long, the two of you got upstairs within seconds. Turning on music to play in the background, the only light on was a dim lamp. The atmosphere was intimate and thick with love. "Happy birthday." She purred, taking you in another kiss. Her tongue dipping into your mouth, running all over your bottom lip.

You wanted even more, pushing her deeper, tongue reaching out to passionately dance with hers. Rolling them over each other in a bout of affection. You pulled away when oxygen depleted, faces resting inches apart. "Fuck..." You husked against her saliva coated lips.

"Lay back for me, this days all about you." She gently shoved you back, turning up the music. "And as such, I'm going to do something special." You knew exactly what she was referring to, her head lowering down to your crotch. Giving head wasn't exactly something she was comfortable with, the idea was floated around once or twice but she didn't seem wanting. So you dropped it, but it seemed like today things were going to change.

"Yunjin, you don't have to do something you don't want to." You stated, her eyes looked up, fluttering slightly before locking with yours.

"I know, but I want to. I've been practicing with my dildo, I can do this." The confession spilled from her effortlessly, she meant business. Fingers grabbing onto the waistband of your pants, tugging them down to feet, wrestling them off with the faintest ounce of struggle.

You were left in just your boxers now (Your shirt got thrown off mid make out) erect at just the smallest action from Yunjin, straining against the oppressive fabric. She had mercy, getting rid of your underwear, leaving you completely exposed to the elements and her.

"You are so hard..." Yunjin's fingers wrapped around your cock, dribbling spit down onto your tip. The light sensation making you buckle for even more. "Let me spoil you today." And that let you relax, she began to stroke your dick slowly. Working her hand up and down. "Just throbbing in my hand." There was wonder in her eyes, rubbing the spit in.

"You are so good at that Yunjin..." She smirked, the appreciation making her move faster, every pump she did felt deliberate, to bring you closer to that sweet ruin.

She leaned closer, lips inches away from your swollen tip. Hot breath wafting over, she looked determined to please. Eyes narrowing slightly as she focused. The first blissful lick ran from your balls to the tip, a precursor of what was to come.

Yunjin was elegant, taking her time with every singular lick. Like a painter and her canvas. Each stroke careful and planned. "I should have done this earlier." You would have to agree.

Her lips started to close around your tip, sucking it firmly while her tongue gave small kitten licks. The pleasure already overwhelming, having to find solace in the bedsheets.

"Mmh, that's fucking good." You groaned, Yunjin wanted to make a real show of it, making seductive eye contact while she sank lower with praise. Taking more of your shaft into her mouth. She wasn't kidding about the practice, there was nothing amateurish about the way she pleasured you. Slow, precise, her mouth a slick warm heaven.

"You look so pretty like this." You whispered, moving the rogue strand of hair that obscured her left eye. Inevitably she tried to take more than she could, harshly gagging on your cock before withdrawing completely, catching her breath. "Shit– are you alright Yunjin?" You asked.

"Y-Yeah.. Yeah. I'm good, just a bit overconfident." Her words were a gasp, chest heaving up and down. "I can continue."

"You don't have to–" She cut off your words, taking your cock back into her warmth, this time she stayed in her limits. Supplementing with her hand, working at your base. "But fuck. You are so good."

Yunjins head bobbed up and down, the dual pleasure required an extreme amount of effort to hold on. Not wanting to let this moment pass. Not yet.

Her cheeks hollowed, the increased pressure made your head mush. "Keep going..." The sensation was utterly intoxicating, how willing your girlfriend was to please.

The feeling started to build in your core, orgasm only inches away. "I'm so close Yunjin, fuuck." Your warning was just in the nick of time, allowing her to pull off just before the first spurt shot into the air, falling onto her fingers. She jerked you off quickly, working you through the forceful orgasm, her fingers were dripping a gooey white. Falling into her palm.

"Wow you enjoyed my birthday gift." She marveled, looking at her prize that coated her hand. Taking long, suggestive licks of your orgasm, a whole list of firsts today. This day a symbol of the next steps being taken in your relationship. "But I think you know we aren't done yet."

She looked perfect post-blowjob, lips swollen and dark with saliva. The smallest amounts of spit coating the corners of her mouth from where she gagged, she looked beautiful. But she didn't give you very long before moving on.

Yunjin began to undress herself, letting you recover from the earth-shattering orgasm you just endured. Throwing her shirt over head, cleaning up could wait until the clock hit 00:00. Next came her bra, unclipped and disposed of. Revealing her perky nipples which you've indulged in more times than you could count. To finish her mission, she pulled her skirt down. Now she was just in her purple panties, darker in the center.

"You can do the honours." Her voice was thick with carnal desire, to have you most intimately. You complied, fingers reaching into the thin fabric. Pulling it down her bare thighs, now completely exposed under your watchful gaze. "I'm on the pill, let's do this properly, fuck me."

Her legs spread apart, inviting you to get between them. You took the invitation happily, already impossibly hard yet again. You rubbed your tip all over Yunjin's wet folds, getting yourself ready to penetrate your girlfriend.

The two of you shared a deep groan as you pushed inside, every sensation most strong, more vivid than before. Without that condom in the way, sex with Yunjin was always euphoric but every previous time paled in comparison to this.

"I love you, god." You cooed, beginning to move, she was wet, tight. Squeezing the life out of you. "So fucking tight."

The desire in the room was palpable, a sweaty mist that descended upon the two of you. There was perfect harmony, every thrust slow and passionate. "I love you too! Fuck... keep fucking me." Like you could if you wanted, she was too fucking inviting for that. Crotches slamming against each other, cock disappearing into her loving hole.

Your mind stayed empty of anything but her, "Oh god, you feel so big, so good!" Yunjin praised, slurring her words. "Faster please!"

You immediately followed her directions, speeding up your thrusts into Yunjin, immediately getting satisfied mewls of pleasure. Her face was etched in pleasure, mouth agape enough to let out those heavy sounds. Eyes struggling to stay open, but the best part was her cheeks were smouldering a bright red.

The two of you were running on pure arousal, fueled by the wet squelching noises fighting to be heard over the music and moans. You were embarrassed at how quickly your orgasm was threatening to emerge again. Trying to focus on anything else to keep the night going.

Nothing.

Nothing came to mind.

It all rotated back to her.

"I'm go–" You couldn't even get the words out, every thrust took too much effort.

"Do it! Fill me up, please!" Yunjin pleaded, clearly chasing that same high you was approaching.

With one final thrust you stopped, burying yourself as deep as possible inside. Giving her the birthday wish she desired, it didn't matter who's day it actually was. Filling her with your cum.

Your orgasm set off a chain reaction, causing her to reach hers at the same time. Her walls clamping down on your sensitive cock, giving one last breathy moan before the two of you came back to earth.

You pulled out, letting your cum flow out onto the bed without a second care. "Wow." You gasped.

"Yeah... that's how I'd put it." Yunjin chuckled, laying there exhausted. "I love you, happy birthday."

"You really like to repeat that, almost forgot what day it is. Love ya."

"Wanna run the bath? Give me a second to catch my breath?" She asked, which you were more than happy to comply with.

"Of course, lay there. We'll clean up tomorrow."

Safe to say she was the greatest gift of them all.

[barbaramillicentgordonroberts]

Well, as I female who would be able to try to be able to join in this game of all of yours because of @myrablurple, and of @holybagelsstuff saying that anyone can be able to join in as I shall of my very best which I agree with that as I tag anyone else with this rambling too in here, my last saved character is not technically my spouse yet at all nor really my boyfriend exactly, but in real life, he is just a friend as I do like him, not hate him, I mean I do love him, but not romantically yet until it is so for me, and him to be able to do that safely from all of the danger who I call him as Cinderfella for a nickname which yes, that nickname is one that stuck to me, please be able to figure out how come I call him as this I have an OC for him to be able to pair with in my AU for the entire movie that he is from also, if you all could be with us for the entire time, I hope that it is fine to be able to kept this to ourselves too as a secret until the time comes for hoping that we all can be able to trust each other which I am not saying that you all are also not, but well, still, you all re also welcome to join in this entire fandom brigadier club which we have to be able to make, and all even with all of the stuff that we can be able to do every single thing possible for him just like all of the other characters from the entire movie since for now, he has no toys, books, and all other merchandise with all other stuff yet at all, I do not know why, but some of the entire Internet is being so negative, and neutral that they do all of that stuff so mean that they do all of those things they treat him like leaving him out from talking about him from this movie unlike how they do to all of the characters from the entire movie unlike the rest of the entire Internet like us being so positive that we have to be able to do all of that stuff so nice that we do all of those things to him like loving him as he needs from the actual talking about him from this movie that he deserves as we want just like how they do to all of the characters from the entire movie, etc. ever since of the entire mystery, and all of him from the very start of time from February/6th/2025 to the very end of time? Please be able to explain to me about it in the longest, and slowest way possible with all of the proof you can be able to provide, and so! As I just said, I have an OC who can be able to be seen as some of all of my posts in my blog, @barbaramillicentgordonroberts (whoever can be able to do as her) , for an entire AU for if he was there for the entire movie that while everyone else of the entire Internet is trying to be able to figure out how to be able to make sure that all of the other characters from the entire movie (that I just hashtagged in my post to you all) remain there the entire time that even she is just an ordinary human village girl with No Name Smurf (played by an actor who is known as James Corden (You all do what a Smurf is, don't you? Well, if not, the 2025 version, and all of the entire lore of that brand, and all else can be able to help you all with it!) ) as her best friend, she is the crush to Cinderfella as he is to her, so he here is everyone of the entire Internet to be able to claim this entire post of it even commenting with me, etc. (I hope that you all can be able to appreciate this underrated majestic person nicely that I am gently talking about, and not be able to be like all of these people) !

Isn't he just a dream? For you all to be able to know, that guy's name that I just put in this picture here is in the hashtags of this post who is played by an actor called Daniel Levy which you pronounce that by saying as in this! Which mentioning of dreams, play this following song on a loop! :

: Please be able to click the heart of this post, commenting on this post, reblogging it, and all other stuff! :

Tag game! Your lar saved character is your spouse

Okay nice

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