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hi bee my buddy bee! can you kinassign ninjago characters to some wttt characters? like which character is like who. i havent watched ninjago since i was a little kid,, so i cant remember much but id love you to tell me about it :^]

the absolute delight I felt when I saw this ask was incredible. I had a long car drive this afternoon (well, as of the time of posting, yesterday) and thinking about this ask was the perfect way to spend it. of course, now it's time to write down all those thoughts. this is going to get LONG. (if you want to hear about ninjago, then, heh, you came to the right place.) I'll put it all under a cut. first, though, you are absolutely wonderful and thank you so much for this ask :]

gonna go in order of when I thought of them. which means, first up is my favorite ninja!

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Nya - Rhode Island

the most obvious reason for this connection is the mutual hot headedness. they are both so quick to anger, and both tend to hold grudges for far longer than is normal.

but it's more than that. both of them feel an urge to compensate for what they perceive as a disadvantage. for Rhodey, of course, it's his height. (he is, as always, very self conscious about his height.) for Nya, it's her gender. I mean, she spent four seasons being excluded from the other ninja for her gender, and for plenty of the other seasons, she was still pushed to the sidelines. of course she has a little bit of internalized misogyny. (side note- I do think that's why she seems so determined to not enjoy traditionally "feminine" things. because she thinks it makes her weak. I'd actually love to write a fic where she goes on a girl's day out with Pixal and Skylor and learns to respect feminity and start dealing with her internalized misogyny. but anyway.)

last thing for this duo: Nya is, of course, the master of water, and Rhodey is the ocean state. it's just perfect

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Kai - Ohio

the best description I've ever seen of Kai was something along the lines of "he's not hot headed so much as he is reckless and in a bit of a rush." Ohio is much the same. he's called the Florida of the midwest, but he can't quite reach the levels of chaos that Florida sets. he's just... reckless and in a bit of a rush.

beyond that, both of them are definitely comic relief sorts of characters. both are goofy and a little airheaded, and both are pretty intense in a very amusing way. still, both are very friendly and like to be around people (even if they tend to be somewhat overbearing, and tease people more than they might like)

and I would be remiss not to mention their mutual pyromania. that's half the reason I thought of them as a duo so quickly.

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Cole - Loui

this one's pretty straightforward. they're both very relaxed and down to earth (cough cough master of earth cough). they're both loyal to a fault. although reasonable on their own, if they have the right partner, they can be quite chaotic. for Loui, that partner would be, of course, Florida. for Cole, it could really be any of the other ninja in the right circumstances- but the first to come to mind is Jay. (or maybe Kai. it depends.)

they also both love food. for Loui, this manifests more as making and sharing food. for Cole, it's more so... eating food. (he has tried, countless times, to cook for his friends, but it never goes well. Zane has all but banned him from the kitchen.)

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Faith - New York

interestingly enough, this is the only pair on this list where I thought of the state first, then came up with a connecting ninjago character. now, Faith is a very minor character, so just so you know, she's a dragon hunter in season nine.

she and York both have massive anger issues, and tend to take them out physically (either by yelling / making general sounds of annoyance, or by kicking things around). they're both quite gruff, pretty no nonsense, don't take crap, etc. neither of them are very friendly, but they're competent, and useful to have around. good people at heart, but it takes a while to get to that heart.

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Harumi - Nevada

this started as "they're both attractive and they know it." both absolutely have the potential to be villains. it's realized for Harumi, but for Nevada it's more of a theoretical "what if they got bitter at their unfair treatment and to 'fix' things they burned down the entire nation." they're both good actors, and good liars.

the biggest reason I kinassigned them, though, is because in the end, they'd both follow orders. for Harumi, this happens in season fifteen. she always seems to end up in a spot where her freedom is dependent upon doing what's told of her. as for Nevada, well. we've seen it in their joining the table video. they literally have to do what Gov says.

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Jay - Cali

both of them will talk your ear off if given the chance. I feel like both tend to feel like outsiders, both are desperate to be liked and feel like part of the team, and both are kinda losers (/aff).

Jay is very quick to share what he's feeling, and his attitude is very much "if I think it, you hear it." Cali is this way too, in a sense, though usually it's more facts and correcting other people for Cali. but the main point is that they're both certified yappers.

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Pixal - Iowa

I absolutely love both of these characters, and both of them are very underrated. they both tend to blur into the background, and they're far too easy to ignore. (which makes sense for Iowa, since there are fifth states and Ben can't exactly give all of them all of his attention, but Pixal? come on, ninjago writers, you can at least pretend to care about her existence.)

however, when they do show up, both of them are genuinely very nice, both are dedicated and detail-oriented, and if given the chance, both can be quite sassy. ("every part of me is annoyed!" is a Pixal line that lives in my head rent free. I love her.)

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Wyldfyre - Massachusetts

when I started this list, I told myself, "no dragons rising characters," in a useless attempt to not be writing till the sun goes down. but come on. this is just too perfect. both of them are energetic and kinda rude and very impatient, both of them are loud and obnoxious at times (/aff), and both of them are far too eager to start a war.

the real thing though? both of them care so, so much about their family. for Mass, that's the northeast (especially Maine and New York come to mind- "no one gets to kill you but me" is an iconic protective Mass quote). for Wyldfyre, that's Kai and Heatwave. (side note- Kai and Wyldfyre are The duo ever, they're so cute together. if you don't know who they are, I want to be clear, it's like a father daughter dynamic ((Wyldfyre is WAY younger than Kai)), and it's hilarious.)

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Skylor - Arizona

both are hot, though with Arizona it's temperature, and with Skylor it's, well, look at her. also don't tell me Ari wouldn't have hair just like Skylor's. he would love that long red ponytail look.

also, both are very dangerous. Arizona has his rough terrain and all the animals and cacti that want to kill you, and Skylor has super op powers (they had to change the conditions of her powers in the later seasons because otherwise there wouldn't be any drama- Skylor would just win the war all by herself). however, despite what they could do to either hurt or help people, I think if given the chance, both would be totally chill and, I dunno, run a noodle shop for the rest of their life. and y'know what? love that for them.

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Zane - Alaska

ok, last one, finally. I at first saw the connection between these two that they are both very cold. they're both quite reasonable and intelligent, not to mention large and basically indestructible. (has anyone counted how many times Zane has died so far? seven, maybe? and he's still kicking!)

in a bit deeper sense, though, they're both outsiders. for Alaska, this is, of course, due to geography. for Zane, it's because he's a nindroid, and despite his best efforts, he doesn't quite understand what it's like to be human. they are different in that Alaska tries to avoid the others and Zane tries to understand and be a part of the others, but nonetheless.

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alright! this is far, far from a comprehensive list. I didn't do all of the characters- hell, I didn't even do all of the main characters. but that is all of the strong connections I can make between characters, and besides, I think this post is long enough haha. this was so fun to answer, thank you so much for asking this, you are incredible <3 /p

[sqgeism]

Hey girl, I LOVED YOUR HEADCANONS. Specifically abt Ken x Reader. If you can write about headcanons abt maybe when he's jealous? You covered literally almost everything in your headcanons, so I have nothing to request except this 😭

❥﹒kenji sato x gender neutral reader

✦. synopsis — part 2 of the kenji sato headcanons because i am totally normal <3

✦. love mail — i swear i promise ill post hsr guys 😞 just let me have my moment w sato i beg. i’ve decided to just do this req + add some more hehe. thank you sm requester for enabling my brain rot! (pls more ppl do so)

✦. tags — NO SPOILERS, fluff, dadgirl kenji, non-intimate/sexual kissing, kenji sato x reader, i wrote this w my brain off again ( ´͈ ᗨ `͈ ;; pls

Jealousy was not fun for the Kenji Sato. Before Emi came along and changed him, I can see him being the type to get jealous easily. Why would you need to talk to other people anyway? You had him, he was the best. He’d make it real obvious too, suddenly wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close, or the following days he has you wear his iconic jacket while you’re out with him so everyone knows exactly who and what you two are. If it gets to the better of him, he’ll get all pouty about it. He wants all your attention, your eyes all over him and him only. Maybe even hands but that’s a different thing. But I think after Emi’s influence, it’s less possessive and he’s grown to trust you with others instead of letting his feelings get in the way. Of course he’s not immune to jealousy, but you notice it a lot less. It’s less suffocating for you and you’re grateful he’s grown. You did love the pouty face he’d make though, it was cute.

Now if you were jealous, which is really no surprise.. Kenji had thousands of admirers, he had gifts on his doorstep like every other day. He’ll do everything to prove and reassure you that you’re the only one who has his heart. He’ll post you on his social media, take you out on dates, all those things to wash your worries away. Lastly, he’ll hold you in his arms at night and whisper everything he loves about you. Everything you were silently insecure about, he loved. Every date you thought he forgot, he remembered. And to meet a guy like that? How lucky can you be? (He tells you he’s luckier of course. <3)

I think he’s a messy kisser for the most part 🧐. (Forgive me in advance for this part. I am not very good at these things.) When he can take his time, he’s slow and gentle. Genuinely just trying to show you that yeah, he loves you, so damn much. And he’s going to show that through his passion by taking things slow so you can really feel his devotion. Other times, because he’s always in a rush, he’ll do a messy but clearly desperate kiss. He doesn’t like leaving without one, and you can describe him kissing you like it’s his last, (because it’s really not a far-fetched guess considering his line of work) his hand behind your head and pressing your lips against his in an almost ravenous manner. He does give you a very quick kiss on the forehead and runs off after finishing, leaving you a little dazed.

He LOVES to take you out on night rides. If ever you get a little nervous/have a fear of motorcycles, he’ll talk you all the way through via the cardo he put into your helmet. He’ll take you to some nice cafes or restaurants around Tokyo, other time’s he’ll bring you to some favourite childhood spot of his. When you arrive, he’ll tell you about his mother and the memories he’s made in this very special spot. It warms your heart to see his expression be so fond when he talks about his childhood – he truly misses it.

Before you knew of Kenji’s identity, I think it would be funny if you hated Ultraman. You just LOATHED the guy, Kenji asked your thoughts on Ultraman on the first date and you went on a rant about how he threw your car at a Kaiju only to miss. (He felt so embarrassed). It would be funnier if afterwards, he began to actually do his job as Ultraman properly.. and avoided cars on your street and avenue. He wanted to make sure you didn’t utterly hate Ultraman before revealing that he was him.

It would be cute if you and him knew each other like, much earlier. And you called him Ken. And then he made that his alias while he was becoming an All-Star baseball player. :) He’ll brag about it all the time in interviews too, that you’re the reason he uses it. <3

He’s the typa guy to have a picture of you in his room, behind his phone case, in his wallet, in his car and literally anywhere he can get his hands on. He bought a polaroid camera just to take pictures of you, he could care less about the price of film or the camera itself.. he just wanted to have as many pictures of you as possible. He’ll brag about it to his baseball teammates too, considering he also keeps one in his pockets for good luck. :)

You're his goodluck charm. <3

[nezuswritingdesk]

Rafayel parenting au

a/n: so after papa Caleb and his baby apples, we got papa rafayel and his guppies! This is my first time writing for Rafayel so this is his debut post!! We're almost done with the introduction posts (I just need to do Xavier's kids and sylus' youngest bc they weren't included with his big sisters) and after, I can now write all the little thoughts and imagines I have involving these kids!

Primarily inspired by @tbaluver @starmocha @rin-eko and every rafayel girl dad thing I've seen

ninang aly tag: @deusfoundry (the most proud godmother in this au)

wc: 439 words

Ah yes, the proud girl dad Rafayel with two cute little guppies— meet Thalassa and Dione!

Thalassa is the older child, aged 3. Dione is the younger child, aged 6 months old.

Unlike the other dad's, your genes managed to win and the cute girls look like you. Thalassa looks like you, but has his purple hair and Rafayel's expressive reactions. Dione also looks like you, but has Rafayel's pout.

The prettiest girls ever!

Very spoiled by Papa Rafayel and Auntie Talia (much to you and Thomas' dismay)

As mentioned, Thalassa is the eldest. She's very expressive and can have quite the verbal trouble streak (sass and sarcasm)

She loves to dance! Ever since she can move her body to the beat of a song, she hasn't stopped since. She's enrolled in dance class by her papa.

Her second favorite thing besides dancing was swimming.

Despite her many likes, she often acts unamused and indifferent by situations, always preferring to play alone and mind her business.

She's friends with Aspen, one of the few people willing to approach and play with her her.

Despite being half-Lemurian, she is allergic to oysters and mussels

Her favorite sea creatures are octopus and manta rays (she like manta rays when they dance hehe)

Thalassa's nickname is Thallie.

Meanwhile, baby Dione is 6 months old.

A very bubbly and talkative 6 month old, invested in babbling and trying to get her dad's constant attention. Please dont leave her alone.

When Thalassa is at school, she babbles to keep her parents company while they work. Rafayel finds it amusing

Her best friend is Aurora. Aspen and Thalassa's moms made them meet each other too while their big siblings have playdates

Has tried putting her dad's art materials in her mouth

Loves dress up! Please dress her up, give her cute dresses, baby shoes, and bows.

Unlike her big sister, she doesn't have allergies!

Her favorite ocean creatures are squid and bunny slugs (because they're cute)

Her nickname is calamari. Thalassa has been calling her that since she found out she'll be a big sister (its a cute sight, seeing her call her baby sister a calamari)

The girls fight over their father's affection

They both love cats! Thalassa brought one home and Rafayel panicked while Dione was happy that there's a little kitty as their friend 🥺🥺🥺

His girls are just as dramatic and passionate as their father. Rafayel does his best to be there and show love for his princesses. Sure, he can be dramatic and an enigma sometimes but, he's their father. Passionate and loyal to the people he loves and cherishes.

A/n: Tumblr stop being a bitch challenge and posting my stuff before I can even finish writing this but oh well. Here's papa Rafayel and his baby girls. Personally, I like Baby Dione bc shes such a cutie patootie feel free to imagine her in the artsy birb onesie (dressed up by her big sister ofc). Hopefully when I have free time, I can finish up Papa Xavier and upload the hcs for Sylus' youngest bc I forgot to add his 😭😭

[ruggiethethuggie]

Sterling Cooper || Stardew Valley

wc: 2550 tags: fem!reader, she/her pronouns, Sterling Cooper, fluff, first meetings, alcohol consumed (by adults obv), reader is mid 20s, a bit flirty if you ask me hehe, never proofread ~we type and upload

Walking to the local general store was the last thing you wanted to add to your to-do list for the day. If only you had gotten up earlier, then maybe you would’ve noticed sooner that you were out of seeds to be planted for this season. No seeds means no crops, and no crops means you would be struggling to maintain the little level of sanity you had after taking on your grandfather’s long abandoned farm. The autumn season was beautiful here in your new home of Pelican Town. It was much different than the typical rustle and bustle of the city life you had before. But working in the corporate world had become too much stress. Not that this new flourishing farm was any less stressful, but the townspeople were always willing to help and you knew your grandfather would be proud that you were doing this for yourself.

Luckily, the farm wasn’t too far from the heart of the town where all the little stores and businesses were. It was just on the outskirts, maybe a mile or two outside the town limit, but you didn’t mind the walk. Walking was much more pleasant than sitting at a desk all day. Every day you fidgeted in your seat, anxiously awaiting for some way to leave and get out of the hell hole that was the corporate life. If not for that letter you remembered your grandfather had sent you, then you would probably still be stuck, the metaphorical chain still attached to your leg from the desk you were assigned to. It was a huge leap for yourself. Taking on an abandoned farm? Since when did you know anything about farming or crops or profit margins? The truth is that you had zero idea what you were doing, zero idea if this would even work out in the long run, but you wanted to have faith in yourself. You needed this change badly.

You checked your watch, almost 2pm. The store was still open until 5pm, so you had more than enough time to get there. Thankfully, you weren’t noticing your lack of seeds on a Wednesday or else you’d be out of luck until the next day.

The door’s chime bells dinged and donged as you opened the front door of the store and walked inside. Ever since moving to Pelican Town, you had told yourself that if you were going to buy seeds, you weren’t feeding the wallet of that scoundrel, Morris, at stupid Joja Mart down the road. You’d much rather contribute to the small community businesses. The mom and pop shops were always your favorite in the city; here, it was the same. You were no stranger to the aisles of Pierre’s; however, this was the start of a new season. The layout changed a bit each time, making room for the new seeds and items for sale. As you looked towards the counter, you could see Pierre speaking with Mayor Lewis. The conversation looked … intense? More than likely something about taxes and what not, so you didn’t want to really interrupt just to ask where the new season’s seeds would be.

You went down the first aisle, browsing through the shelves. There were so many new fall things that caught your eye, you almost forgot your real reason for coming to the store. As you turned down the next aisle, where hopefully those pesky new seeds were at, you bumped into another who was moving to the aisle you were on. You stumbled back a step or two but were able to catch your balance quickly.

“Oh, gosh! I’m so sorry, miss! I wasn’t looking where I was going. I hope you’re okay.” A hand reached out to assist you from the person you ran into. Clearly neither of you were paying any attention coming around the corner.

You brushed off his extended hand. “No, no. It’s fine! I wasn’t paying attention either, I’m sorry, too. I’m fine though, thank you,” you said with a smile. The man in front of you looked relieved that he didn’t hurt you in the head on collision you two had had. He was wearing a white button up, where the sleeves were so casually rolled up his forearms, with a black apron and a nametag on it. “Oh! Do you work here… Sterling?” you asked as you tried to read the scribbled name on the tag. He patted over his nametag and laughed. “Yeah, I do. Sorry, I know this chicken scratch ain’t the easiest to read. My name is Sterling, Sterling Cooper. And you are?” he asked, his smile was as radiant as the sun outside. “Oh, me? My name is Y/N. I just moved here awhile ago, took on that old farm down the road. It used to be my grandfather’s and he passed it on to me.”

“Ah, so you’re new here, huh?” he chuckled. “I used to live here as a kid and then moved to the city. I just moved back not too long ago either. Ole Pierre was nice enough to let me have my old job back from my teenage years.” As he said teenage years, you stared at him and laughed. He honestly didn’t look that old, but he talked as if he was pushing his 30s. “Teenage years? You mean like 2 years ago?” you jokingly said. He shook his head and snickered at your words. “I know this face looks fresh and new, but I promise I am 27. Those teenage years feel like a lifetime ago.” Twenty-seven? He didn’t really look it, but you were going to take his word. You laughed at his response as you stood there. His sapphire-like blue eyes sparkled the more he smiled. It was hard not to admire him, but you were here for seeds- not some maroon haired, blue eyed store clerk that you just met.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” he asked to break the silence between you two. You noticed he had a cart next to him that was full of new seasonal items. He must be stocking the shelves, I bet he knows where the stuff is at, you thought to yourself.

“Actually, that would be amazing?! I’m looking for some of the new fall seeds so I can get ahead on planting them on the farm. Just some things like artichoke, amaranth, bok choy- oh and pumpkins, of course! It wouldn’t be fall without those,” you chuckled as you read off your small list you had made for yourself.

“Well, let me see here,” Sterling said as he turned around and dug through the cart behind him. He was almost tossing stuff to the side in his search before finally finding a few seed pouches and turning around. “I’ve got the amaranth and bok choy seeds right here, but you’ll have to go down that way to get the artichoke and pumpkin seeds you need.” He offered you 4 small pouches of seeds, which you gladly took from him. “Thank you so much, Sterling! You’re so handsome!” The words just seemed to roll off your tongue without you even realizing it. You stood there like a deer caught in the headlights, embarrassed that you just said that out loud. Sterling, shocked as well, stood there silent with his mouth open- almost as if he was going to respond but couldn’t find the words to say.

Without saying anything more, you hurriedly walked past him and put your head down as you made your way to where he said the other seed packs would be. You could feel your face get hot with anxiety. You told yourself that next time you needed help, you were just going to interrupt Pierre or wait however long it took to get assistance from him. There was no way you would even think about asking Sterling for help again. You picked up the other packs of seed and damn near ran to the front counter. All you wanted to do right now was pay for your things and leave without talking to anyone else, especially not any other store clerks here. 

“This it for you today, y/n?” Pierre said as he took the packs and started ringing them up. “Yeah, for a while at least. Hopefully I can get these planted today and have a good start for the season, y’know?” You spoke the words, but your mind was elsewhere, and Pierre could tell. “You okay? I can get you water if you need, you look like you should sit down or something.” You shook your head at his words, you didn’t need anything more from the store- you needed to go home and plant these seeds and, maybe later, hop into Gus’ bar and relax with a drink or two after today’s efforts. “Well alright then,” Pierre said with a sigh. He gave you your total, and you passed money over the counter. It took everything in you to not snatch the bag from him as you rushed to leave. But before you left, you decided to torture yourself even more and sneak a glance at Sterling, who was still stocking the shelves in the aisles. He was very handsome, there was no denying it, but why, oh why, did you have to say it out loud?

You were standing at your kitchen sink, still cursing yourself internally about being weird at the general store, while you washed the dirt off your hands. The seeds were finally planted- at least one stressor for your day was gone, and with the homemade fertilizer you had whipped up, you hoped that this coming harvest would be bountiful enough in profit to hold you over til the cold winter months were through. After the day you had had, you just wanted to relax, so you changed out of your dirty, farming attire and slipped into some comfy,everyday wear. A nice drink and slice of pizza from Gus’ would make anyone’s day better.

By the time you arrived back in town, it was roughly about 9pm- a young night for those out and about at the saloon. You walked inside and approached the bar. “Oh, goodness! Y/N! Been a bit since you’ve come in, what can I get ya tonight?” Gus cheerily said as you sat down. “Can I get just a rum and coke and then let’s do a slice of that Gus’ famous pizza,” you hummed as you tapped your fingers on the counter. “Comin’ right up!” Gus turned around and started prepping the oven and grabbing an empty bottle to make your drink. The atmosphere was already making you relax; Gus had felt like a long distant uncle since you met him. He was always someone you could rely on that would listen to your woes and try to brighten your day in any way he could, which was usually with that pizza you loved so much.

As Gus put the drink in front of you, out of the corner of your eye you could see another person leaning on the bar as they sat down. “Hey, Gus! Can you get me an ale? Actually- make it two!” the voice sang. It didn’t take long to figure out who the person was that took the seat beside you. “Ah, absolutely, Sterling! Let me check this pizza and I’ll get ‘em served.” Sterling nodded as Gus went about his business and then turned to face you. “Did you get your seeds planted alright? Pierre said you didn’t look so good when you left the store earlier.” He put his hand on his cheek and leaned on the counter, smiling as he waited for you to answer.

“I’m fine,” you said as you glanced over at him. “They all got planted. I just … felt a little light headed. Yeah, lightheaded. But I’m fine now.” You traced the rim of your drink with your finger and then took a sip of it. The awkwardness from earlier in the day was still there for you, but he acted like nothing was wrong- or like you didn’t weirdly blurt out a compliment and run away when meeting him the first time.

“Lightheaded?” Sterling chuckled. “If that’s what you say it was, then I’ll take your word for it.” Gus placed the two ales in front of Sterling and went to the other side of the counter to take more orders from the townspeople waiting. “Don’t think this is a pickup line, but do you come here often?”

“Come here often? Sounds like a pickup line to me,” you teased. “But no, actually, I only come every once in a while- usually when it’s been a long day and I just need to relax. Why? Do you come here often?”

“Wow, first you call me handsome and now you’re asking if I come here often? Was it me that made you lightheaded? I’m flattered.” He grinned at you with a smile so delicious you thought that the few sips of your drink were already clouding your thoughts. As he took a drink of his ale, he could sense you still felt some type of way about the exchange earlier. “I mean, you called me handsome and I couldn’t even say anything before you scurried away. What if I was going to compliment you back?”

“So it was a pickup line. I’m not interested,” you said harshly, your brain and heart pulling you two different ways. “It wasn’t a real pickup line, I swear it,” he said as he held his hand over his heart in sincerity. “But what if I said I was interested? Then what? What if I wanted to tell you that I also think you’re stunning and I’d like to get to know you more, if you’d allow me?”

“Gus, is my pizza ready? Can you box it for me?” You practically shouted as you ignored Sterling beside you. You stood up from your seat and fumbled in your wallet to grab the money for your food and drink. “It’s like that?” Sterling asked with a surprised look on his face. “I have to get back to Shane anyway, he’s probably laughing at my failed attempt right now. I hope I’ll see you around though.” You watched him from the corner of your eye get up from the counter and grab the two drinks and walk over towards the fireplace where you could see Shane standing. 

As Gus took the money you handed him and put the box in your hand, he didn’t let go of it. You looked up at him confused. “He’s a nice guy, really. Been through some hard times, but I wouldn’t cross him off your list just yet.” He gave a wink to you and let go of the pizza box. “Thanks, Gus,” you said quietly. You looked over your shoulder at Sterling and Shane, laughing and drinking their ale together. The way he looked when he was happy, smiling and laughing, it was like sunshine in human form. You downed the remaining bit of your drink, which truthfully wasn’t even that much, and left the saloon with even more on your mind than before you came in.

© please do not copy and or repost my work as your own, my brain is massive and these are my thoughts.

[mccnstruck]

their warmth.

characters: ichika hoshino x saki tenma x honami mochizuki x shiho hinomori

tags: poly/need, pure fluff, fantasy au but could be read as regular au, op died from cavities from making this, self-indulgent, not proofread

a/n: this is for @queer-prosekai for the @winter-sekai-gift-exchange !!! i hope you like this cuz i had way too much fun writing this and realized polyneed is my comfort ship. anyways ENJOY !1!

Ichika smiled, for the snow started to fall down on city streets.

It was a beautiful day for a stroll. Well, Ichika would have to properly define what is considered “beautiful”.

It was a busy afternoon, and markets began to close at the sight of snow. People rushed to confide in the warmth of their fireplaces, and children huddled with their parents from the gusts of winds. A thin blanket of snow began to cover the roofs of houses, and gusts of winds were the only attacks to worry about.

Saki, protected under the endless amounts of layers, rested her head on Honami’s shoulder.

“Honaaaa, my love! I’m so cold, won’t you protect me from the merciless, ever-bitter winter?”

Honami smiled at Saki’s antics and enveloped Saki in her arms. “Always, Saki.”

“See, Shiho, this is what you do when I want a hug!”

Shiho let out an exasperated sigh and removed her hat, before placing it on Saki’s head and patting it down.

“Saki. You can’t just rely on us whenever you want warmth. You have to wear more layers.”

“Shiho, I am wearing layers! Are you saying you would refuse to lend me your warmth whenever your poor lover is freezing to death-“

Saki paused when she felt lips touch her forehead, before smiling and leaning into Shiho’s touch. Shiho leaned her head onto Honami’s other shoulder and looked back into Saki’s vibrant eyes.

“Never. I would never, Saki.”

Ichika looked back at the serene scene of her lovers and almost forgot about how sore her smile was starting to become.

This. This is what Ichika would call beautiful.

Honami’s eyes widened at the sight in front of her and loosened her arms around Saki.

“Look, they have a sale going on over there. Should we go and check?”

Saki nodded, before taking Ichika’s hand and dragging the group forward. “Hehe, let’s go! I bet they might have apple pie we can eat at home.”

Upon nearing the shop, the seller brightened at the group.

“Welcome! There is a sale for some of these pastries and foods. Please, let me know if anything comes up or you would like to buy anything,” before he returned to his task beforehand.

Honami leaned forward and scrunched her eyebrows. “What to pick….what to pick…. There’s so many good options we could choose. There is a classic apple pie, but the one with nuts inside adds for a crunchier bite…ooh! There’s also that one there too, for a different taste. Hmmm, what to choose…”

Ichika raised her hand to laugh behind her hand. “Hona, we can choose whatever you would like.”

“I know, but I would rather get something all of us can enjoy without any issues.”

Ichika’s hand took Honami’s covered ones and raised it to her lips, before placing their intertwined hands near her heart. Honami felt a warmth rush her cheeks, and her face countered the bitter cold of the winter they were in.

“Hona, you don’t need to worry so much. Do you want me to choose something?

Honami smiled and nodded.

“Thank you Ichi.”

Ichika looked around the shop, scanning every single item she was free to choose. But, one of them spoke out to her.

“Let’s get this one, hm?”

Honami peered over Ichika’s shoulder and smiled.

“Let’s get this one.”

Ichika dropped the money onto the counter and the seller smiled, pulling out the fresh, warm, caramel apple pie.

“Enjoy, and stay warm!”

Ichika responded in kind and took the apple pie. When Honami and Ichika reunited with the group, Saki’s eyes sparkled in excitement.

“It looks so good…”

If Saki’s eyes sparkled at that moment, Honami’s eyes became the equivalent of stars.

Shiho looked up at Honami and sent a knowing look to Ichika.

“Let’s go, we can warm this up at our place.”

Ichika looked back at Shiho and shared the same look back.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

The sun had begun to set, and the skies had begun to consist of a dark blue. Lanterns glowed throughout the city streets, and the pure snow sparkled underneath. And yet, the serenity of the view had not captured Ichika’s eye. For when she looked back at Shiho and smiled, and saw Saki’s and Honami’s excitement for returning to their home, Ichika was enamored with what was in front of her. No amount of city views or apple pie could have Ichika so in love, than the three people in front of her she got to call hers. She would forever be enraptured in their heart, their warmth.

Their warmth would forever stay with each other, no matter the bitter cold winds of winter.

mccnstruck.

[cantwritethetword]

Squealing Santa 2k23: Gunpowder, Treason, and Plot

(originally posted December 25th 2023)

~A/N  - I return out of the depths of my writing hiatus to bring rosiesramblings her squealing santa fic for this year!!! This will be the last fic I post on this blog…

because I’m moving to my writing account for 2024 onwards (hehe don’t worry I’m not quitting writing). I’ll link the writing blog soon ^^

This will also be my first ever Red, White, and Royal Blue fic which I’m super excited about, and the prompt was:

“lee annoying the ler into tickling them”

As I couldn’t choose who I wanted to lee more, I decided that after the initial round of annoyance-to-tickles, the tables would then turn. Just for funsies hehe.

Rosie, I hope your holidays have been nothing but wonderful so far, I hope you enjoy the fic, and I wish you a fantastic finish to 2023.

The best of vibes to you, and to anyone else reading this <3

(EDIT: SDJFHASDFLKSHJKLH I FORGOT TO ADD A TITLE LMAO HERE’S MY LAST MINUTE BRAIN THINKING UP SOMETHING THANK U ALL LOVE U)

- Enoy! ~

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In the early days of Alex and Henry’s interactions, anyone on the inside of the respective families could tell you they annoyed the crap out of each other. Whether it was intentional or not was another debate, but it was clear the pair got on each other’s nerves.

As the two grew closer, the taunts and jabs thrown between them were often accompanied by a cheeky grin or smug eyebrow raise to lighten the tone. And sure, the comments themselves had turned from competitively one-upping each other into playful conversational love-bites. But that doesn’t mean the subject of their incessant banter had changed.

“I’m surprised you could get that all by yourself.” Henry smirked from the doorway, gesturing to the glass of juice Alex had in his hands.

“Good morning to you too,” Alex quipped back with a grin, “and I’m not the one with hundreds of servants at my every beck and call.”

Henry chuckled softly, allowing his boyfriend to give a quick peck to his cheek. “I thought you would have at least needed one to help you reach the glasses, the shelf is awfully high.”

With a playful shove, Alex’s mouth lay agape for a few moments. Taking his chance to be even more of a little shit, Henry softly lifted the glass from Alex’s hands and took a sip.

“Not to mention,” he continued, wiping his mouth momentarily as Alex snatched his drink back, “the juice itself is on one of the highest shelves in the fridge…”

With a chuckle of disbelief, Alex rolled his eyes. “Someone woke up on the asshole side of the bed.”

“I don’t know if it’s the different sides…” Henry grinned. “I think it’s just your bed.”

With a look of shock and playful outrage on Alex’s face, the First Son retaliated with a soft jabbing finger to Henry’s ribs.

Apparently, this was the first time Alex had poked that particular area. Because Henry jerked away in a motion that Alex had never seen him do before. And the squeak that accompanied it was nothing short of mortifying for the normally very composed future king of england.

“Oh~?” Alex chuckled, raising an eyebrow. There was a hint of question in his voice, but Henry barely registered it past the strong tone of mischief accompanying Alex’s growing smirk.

After a flash of panic darted across his face, Henry straightened himself up (though he couldn’t help the nervous bark of laughter that came out of him as he spoke). “Alehex no…”

“What’s the matter?” Alex moved closer. “Ticklish?”

“Of course I’m nOT-”

Timing his launch perfectly, Alex near-enough tackled his partner to the ground. With all of Henry’s nervous energy the poor guy’s limbs weren’t following instructions very well, so it was almost too easy for Alex to sit on top of his legs and pin him to the floor.

“Alex- wait- please- you’ll kILL MEHEHE!” Henry babbled desperately. His arms flailing wildly in front of his body, hoping that in some way he could catch Alex’s damn hands and save himself.

“Worth it.” Alex grinned, fingers wriggling in preparation for his attack (and also to mess with Henry).

“Thahat’s treasohohon!”

Alex bent over, lowering his face so his nose was almost touching Henry’s. “Anything to hear you laugh baby.”

With his face blocking Henry’s view, Alex caught his boyfriend completely off guard as his hands began spidering at Henry’s sides. The prince squeaked in surprise before bursting into giggles - accompanied by the occasional ‘stohohop it!’.

Adding insult to injury, Alex started to nuzzle his mouth into the crook of Henry’s neck. The mixture of the soft kisses and scratchy stubble brushing against Henry’s poor skin was driving the man insane, not to mention the fingers that were now wreaking havoc on his hip bones.

“AHAHALEHEX!” Henry screeched out between bouts of laughter. “PLEHEHEASE!”

“Please what baby?” Alex grinned into Henry’s jaw. “Please accept your apology for teasing me earlier?”

“NEHEHEV- AHAHALEX!”

A man had never regretted his words faster than Henry did in that moment, as Alex rushed his fingers to claw at Henry’s armpits after the prince’s audacious response.

What Henry did next, or more accurately what his body reacted with next, was nothing short of a miracle for his situation.

Whilst trying to shove Alex off him, Henry had grabbed at the man’s thighs. And whilst normally this wouldn’t elicit much from his boyfriend (aside from perhaps a smirk or raise of an eyebrow), something about his finger placement and strong grip made Alex collapse to one side in a weird flailing motion.

It took only a few moments for Henry to catch his breath and realise what had happened.

“Seems I’m not the only ticklish one.” Henry gasped, but the smile on his face was completely different to before.

“Henry…” Alex laughed nervously, starting to scoot himself away. “that’s classified…”

“I’m your boyfriend.” Henry propped himself up on his elbow and leaned forwards, an almost predatory look across his face. “Be honest.”

Alex laughed again and tried to start sitting up. “Sorry, I’m legally not allowed to tELL YOU.”

Before Alex could even finish his sentence Henry scrambled onto hands and knees and charged towards Alex.

The now panicking First Son yelped and tried to wrestle his way back into a safe position. But his efforts were fruitless, and Alex soon found himself lying on his back with Henry sitting on top of his legs.

“Don’t worry sweetheart.” Henry cracked his knuckles. “I can always find out myself.”

“Yohou don’t have clearahance for that!” Alex tried to steady his voice, but anticipatory giggles kept interrupting his flow of speech. “Ihihi can throhow you in jahahail!”

Henry couldn’t help but laugh. “What was it you said earlier…?” He brought his hand to his chin as if deep in thought. “Something about doing anything to make someone laugh?”

“Henry, baby, please!” Alex spluttered, frantically trying to cover his entire torso from his hips to his ribs with his arms.

But little did he know, Henry already had a plan in motion.

The genius little Prince himself had sat just high enough on Alex’s stomach to have a little pocket of access behind him right to the man’s hips. And, with his knees blocking most of Alex’s ability to protect the area, Henry only had to dart his hands behind his back and squeeze.

Alex’s torso launched itself off the ground for a few seconds in a half-situp position, before his laughter finally exploded out of his chest and let him collapse back to the floor.

The future king of England had to pause at that moment. He figured Alex would be ticklish, but holy shit this was a whole other level of sensitive. His thumbs were barely rolling over Alex’s hip-bones, so one could only imagine how bad this could possibly get.

“HEHEHEHEHENRY!” The poor guy squealed, writhing on the floor with a cheek-splitting grin worthy of the front page of a magazine.

“Yes my dear?” Henry laughed softly, moving his hands to now target Alex’s ribs.

“STAHAHAHAP!”

The Prince’s chuckles continued. “I’ll consider it.”

[arc-misadventures]

Knightfall: NNN, Cinder coming back from a job, tired, and needing- no, demanding the Arc to make her arch.

Gonna tweak this a little; change it that she had a hard day at work, and needs Jaune to relieve some stress.

NNN: C

Cinder: Ugh… What a day… “Oh, Mrs. Fall, I forgot to do my homework… maybe I can do something to make it up to you~?” How cliché can you get?! Then dealing with those children! They all keep staring at my chest! And, undressing me with their eyes?! Do they honestly think I would let any of them touch me, ME?! No, wonder, Glynda always seemed so grumpy… I wish I could just burn them all! Burn them all…!

Jaune: Oh, hi Cinder, welcome home! Wait…? did you just say, burn them all?

Cinder: Indeed…

Jaune: Ahh… So, everything at Beacon is the as usual?

Cinder: Yes… Everyone keeps staring at me, flirting with me, trying to take what’s already yours!

Jaune: Yours? Is that why you’re so upset, everyone is trying to take what’s mine? That does sound pretty bad.

Cinder: It’s horrible…

Jaune: Could be worse.

Cinder: How so?

Jaune: They could be trying to take what’s yours~!

Cinder: I will purge them all in holy hell fire?!

Jaune: Ahh, there’s the Demon I fell for!

Cinder: I’m a possessive little, Demon; no one is allowed to touch what’s mine. Well, almost no one…

Jaune: Hehe… Hey, I have an idea.

Cinder: Oh~?

Jaune: How about I prepare a nice hot, bubble bath for you, and give you a message while you just soak all your worries away; How does that sound?

Cinder: Oh, that sounds divine~!

Jaune: Alright, I get it go…

Cinder: However~? I can think of something much better that we can do!

Jaune: Ahaaha~! Cinder, you know I’m doing that challenge, right?

Cinder: Why would you even make that silly little bet?

Jaune: Neptune, bet a 100,000 Lein that I couldn’t do it!

Cinder: A 100,000? Ha, for a night of unbound passion, embraced within your lovers arm, do you really think that’s something you can put a price tag on?

Jaune: But, its a 100,000!

Cinder: Don’t worry, we’ll cover it for you, won’t we Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: You should ask, is their really a price we won’t pay to get our, Knight? My, Pure Demon?

Cinder: Not at all, My Sinful Angel.

Jaune: Yeah… 100,000 Lien isn’t worth denying you two…

Pyrrha: Don’t worry, Jaune, by the time we’re done with you, you’ll see what heavens truly like~!

Cinder: While basking in the firey lust and temptations of hell~!

Jaune: Demon and Angel… How can a man resist~!

///

Basing this on a series of prompts I did where, Jaune is in a relationship with, Cinder, and Pyrrha, his Demon and Angel.

Just thought I should add these so it’s not too crazy.

[seelestia]

THIS LITTLE- HOW DARE YOU- I FED YOU ALL THOSE STUPID MUSHROOMS- *voice muffled by zhongli's hands*

ahem. anyway. i'm watching you, you little short man (says me who is probably around the same height as wanderer)

been busy with work these days but i think it's starting to wind down so that's good!! i hope the hws and tests aren't stressing you too much... remember to hydrate and eat properly!!

hahahah uhhh yeah it is pretty daunting to use if you're a new user but once you get the hang of it you should be able to do stuff easily! for me i just use an inline database and insert my own properties. you can insert the db by clicking the + thingy on the page if you're on mobile, or typing / on desktop. and then you just add properties like characters (as multiple selections/tags) or status etc...

no yeah little guy's backstory is just... heartbreaking ;;; i do want to pat him and adopt him- i mean what-

zhongli is being as loving and good to me as usual <3

al haitham calls himself feeble but he effortlessly manages to pull me aside so i won't bonk myself into a random pole when i walk with my eyes on my phone, so...

NOT THE RUKKHASHAVA MUSHROOMS, HELP—

"touched a nerve, did i?" the wanderer stifles a pressing cackle that almost slips between his lips, "whatever, i'm leaving and i'm taking odelia with me. bye."

yayyyy!! i'm glad work is winding a little for you, we love a less stressed rin jie <3 since that is happening, that should be a sign you need to stop stocking up on caffeine for the time being because i'm concerned— we need to separate you from it. this is funny coming from someone who rarely consumes caffeine. does zhongli have to say abt this addiction. (/lh) and dw, i'm doing well with homework! lucky me the wanderer is good at cooking and has a knack for nagging surprisingly <3

OPENING NOTION IS LIKE WAKING UP TO A WHOLE TSUNAMI FIRST THING IN THE MORNING. (/j) i seeee! i think i might resort to putting my public wip list on carrd instead, but i'll deffo try my hand at notion again bcs things just happen to fascinate me more when i can't grasp it, hehe. your tips will help in the long run! tysmmm, rin jie >:3c

SOFT SPOT. SOFT SPOT DETECTED. let's zoom in on that real quick 🔍 (/lh) AND I AGREE!! smth abt the inversion of genesis quest really forgot it for me. although i wished they glossed a bit more on his first betrayal (ei), but i think they did a pretty good job overall! i love how he wasn't just let off the hook (even by himself) and how he resolved to 'atone', even if he knew that his sins could never be forgiven. THAT'S MY BABYYYY— ahem.

zhongli just can't help but be so soft for you 25/8, this is what happens when you feed him too many headpats— AND OOH, I CAN SEE IT!! what's ironic is that the both of you actually aren't looking ahead; he has a book in his hand and you're browsing on your phone BUT STILL. but still, he is the one who always manages to either put a hand on your shoulder or cushion your forehead from hitting the pole. "eyes on the road," says him. (/j)

[nemuitoka]

What are your favorte jshk fanfics? also where do you like reading them the most?

Hi Anon!!! today is the day I can finally answer this question😈 ahaha you know how much I enjoy making fic recs so 👀 Let’s go!!!

To answer your second question first, I like reading them on AO3 the most! Mostly because I get almost unlimited number of characters to rant in the comment section........... 😆but also the tagging system is very helpful.

Okay, now to the fun part of this ask😏

You said JSHK, but I mostly read Hananene ones so all of my favs include that pairing... as  I already did a fic rec here of my favs, this list will continue that one, so please check that one first hehe ((I apologize in advance..., I would love for people to recommend me some mitsukou ones tbh... I’m really lost when it comes to other pairings orz)) 

If I’m completely honest with you anon-san, my favorite JSHK fic right now is the one Roxanne ( @istoleyourboat )  wrote based of my art and her snippet:

Star-Crossed and Falling- Where Stars Go to Die by lilaflo

Hanako is Princess Nene’s personal knight 👀. A tale of forbidden love. They slowly fall in love as they exchange a series of gifts, one that includes a pair of matching earrings that remind them of their love when they’re apart. Also, jelly Hanako of Nene’s suitors😏... Oh, but nothing lasts forever and those sweet moments will come to an end when they have to face their cruel reality, in this world, they don’t get to choose neither their battles or the ones they love.

Now more of Roxanne, because I seriously enjoy her work so much (I’m sure everyone knows by now lmao sdkj) 

Night of the Phantom King by lilaflo 

This one is a spooky one. Nene’s regret for never realizing who she truly loves takes her to mourn her deceased friend Amane and cry on his grave in a Halloween night, then suddenly the Phantom King comes to take her away👀 & he looks suspiciously familiar... Beautiful world building btw, also the ending is just, excellent. 

12 Year Romance by lilaflo

Amane meets Nene at the Tanabata festival, she’s older than him, but he falls for her instantly, fast forward, Amane is now in middle school, he’s a troublemaker, & gets constantly into fights, but he swears the new school nurse looks familiar... he then realizes it’s her and thinks it must be fate!!!... This one hits close to home bc I’ve been in this situation irl, so I can confirm all of Nene’s struggles are real (and ofc how a love with an age gap should be handled the correct way, this fic really teaches you many life lessons hahaha) 

took a sip then another sip, then you turned and said to me by chivalrousamour 

This autor has a bunch of good JSHK fics!! I recommend you check their AO3 out, bec you may find something you like for sure! But, this is my absolute fav from them. Nene is a mangaka, celebrating the finishing of her long serialized manga, while Amane is a delivery boy who happens to find her in a very questionable state in her house👀 (it’s all family friendly ofc, anon, I’m not a slimy pervert like some ghost boy)

Maid for Each Other by corologs ( @corologs )

Courtney has this amazing College AU collection series that I encourage you to check out!!! But Maid for each other is my fav!!! So it’s the Yugi twins birthday, and it’s Tsukasa’s turn to choose where they go to celebrate it... you can already tell where this is going... (let the chaos begin) & as the title said, it involves maids!!! (it has Kaicho wa maid sama vibes if you liked that anime~~)

If I Could Tell Her by corologs

What if the picture perfect arc plan was successful??? Well, this fic explores this idea, and it’s very interesting to read. I like how Amane and Hanako are two separate people here.

the horizon tries but it’s just not as kind on the eyes by sincerelyand ( @sunlightinourheadlights ) 

(Oh my sweet Karen, she writes such good fics, so go check her AO3 out as well!!) Amane and Yashiro are friends that share an apartment (& they were roommates-- OMG they were roommates), even if Amane has its complains, because Nene can be a handful sometimes (and in denial of her true feelings as always, are we even surprised at this point?) he loves her dearly anyways😭.

for real, this time by sourlemoncandy  ( @sour-lemon-candy )

Did somebody say fake dating AU?????? Because hell yeah I did asajj I loved reading this so much!! Nene and Amane are childhood friends, and Nene overhears some girls talking about Amane and how one of them plans to ask him out... but she senses these girls are up to no good so she... well, you gotta read it to find out more~~ it’s no fun If I tell ya everything hehe... so go go go!!

lemon cream by sourlemoncandy

Amane and Nene, just two good friends having a road trip and sharing donuts... what could go wrong??  😏 seriously, I loved this fic so much!! Instant fav! Also makes me wanna try some good sweet donuts...

Trip Down Memory Lane by insipidenvy ( @insipidenvy )

This fic is so sweet. I have such a huge attachment to it, because I read it when I really needed some fluff in my life hahaha. It’s sort of a collection of memories between Amane and Yashiro’s relationship over the years. So heartwarming... if you need the fluffs you’ll enjoy this very much!!

The Radish Princess and the Toilet Prince by insipidenvy

This is my favorite fic from insipidenvy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You know how I am a slut for Royalty AUs so that’s why!!!!! Also Toilet Prince!! hahahaha such a good nickname lmao. I love how they bond over their insecurities, it’s very relatable tbh. 

Between Wind and Water by WingSongHalo  ( @wingsonghalo )

My beautiful Wing always delivering the good Hananene content, as she should!! This fic is so fun to read!! I laughed so hard at Nene and Hanako being awkward with each other!!! So you know how Hanako is super clingy with Nene, he’s always touching & hugging her, but this time something weird happens and he’s so distant~~ Nene doesn’t want to admit it at first, but she misses his clingy ghost boy~~ you’ll have a good time reading this for sure!  

The Monster's Bride by Hammsters ( @uglierdaikon )

Have you heard about the myth of Cupid and Psyche? Well this fic rewrites it in a very Hananene way <3 hehe I loved it so much (as I’m a huge fan of mythology~) To sum it up, Nene is fated to marry a monster that lives in the mountains so she’s devastated... to her surprise, her husband is far from what she expected... she only had one rule to obey and well... we all know how reckless Nene is so... you go find out what happens next now!! hehehe

Morning Reflections by FalalalaLa  ( @miss-sternennacht )

So you’ve heard of Hanako watching Nene sleep, but what about Nene watching Amane sleep???!! this fic offers you this and so much more fluff <3 Also Nene remembering how they met and how their relationship evolved during the years, aww <3 

Cursed Coin by DaikonSenpai  ( @daikonsenpai )

There’s a school dance, Yashiro’s supposed to be dancing with Kou (since she can’t go with Hanako, which causes him to be jelly~~ and bitter), but she loses a coin Aoi gave her for good luck so she goes out and searches for it on the last place she saw it, the school fountain. Suddenly Hanako spots her, what’s she doing outside??? is she drunk or something?? what happens next you may find out when you read it~~~

Between Love and Hope by Baronesscmd (SweeterThanYourDarkestSin) ( @baronesscmd )

Oh to be Nene and get to sleep between the Yugi twins... God really has favorites uh... ISTG, this collection of fics is so cute. I love how Nene loves the twins so much in this AU, they have their little cute family. She ofc is in love with Amane, but their relationship with Tsukasa is so tender... it’s mostly this trio having fluffy moments together to heal your soul... if you need some, you’ll get it here for sure hahaha. 

Ghost of You (And All the Futures We've Forgotten) by Indigo_Floof  milkteamoon  ( @indigosienna , @spades-queen )

So anon you may have been wondering, well this bitch likes fluff only???? how about some angst for a change, uh? DAMN, OKAY THEN, here you have some angst to rip your soul out and wish you never sent me this ask in the 1st place, bec of the emotional damage this fic will leave you sdajjsa, also if you liked “Erased”, you’ll love this fic too! 

Hanako of the Opera by zxrstan

Finally, but not less important, me being annoying about Hanako of the Opera & POTO AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!! This fic is based of the AU Aidairo created mostly, it’s really fun to read if you didn’t get much of what was happening during the Hanako of the Opera event, it has a nice ending also! very satisfying I must say. 

AAAAND THIS IS THE END OF MY ALL TIME FAV LIST OMG;;;; Kudos for me for searching through all my damn AO3 and Google Chrome history (from both my PC and phone, since I am a FOOL and forgot my AO3 password so I read a lot of these in the past as a guest before recovering my password LMAO, please be patient with me omg, and also if you see me bookmarking them now, you know why 😭) 

Kudos to all of my writer homies as well, I love and appreciate all of you so much!! you have no idea! 💖

I hope you find this list useful, anon!! Thank you for sending me this ask and have a wonderful day! 

Ps. Please everyone feel free to add more fics to this list if you want! this is all my personal picks, but I’m aware there are a lot more fics that I haven’t read and deserve as much recognition as the ones I listed!

[yuujispinkhair]

omg hello!! i just read the first chapter to your college au yuji fic and its so cutee. my heart clenched when yuji began to doubt his looks and thinks that hes just there for comic relief, nooo yuji we love you for you, you're amazing :((!!! i also loved the fact that you made megumis and yujis relationship so sweet!

and the way you started the second chapter?? yuji asking what dog breed he is?? i was like man he is down bad isn't he T-T, he is such a cute dumass >:(( oh and the way megumi says please DON'T when yuji asks if he should take advice from him, i cried.

Please don’t. Hey, why don’t you ask Inumaki?” “Bro… He’s literally not talking.” PLEASEE T-T

"to seduce you, I would have to send you a whole dissertation about the effects of fiction on historical events or some shit like that. Do I make you horny when I talk like that" Tell him yuji!, id fall for u if u send me those lines!!! your writing made me feel something and im otherwise a usually dead person lmaooo, its so adorable i hope the reader realizes their true feelings for yuji and they get together asap bc i cant stand watching our cute-cumber yuji hurt anymore :')eventho im a sucker for a slow burn asjhsahdbj if its okay with you can you please add me to your taglist for the upcoming chapters and other yuji fics of yours, i would love to read more of your works! its amazing!<33

im so sorry if this is all over the place, im pretty sure i wanted to say more but i forgot considering my memory is worse than that of a 90 y.o . hehee thank you so much for writing such a cute series, i can't wait for more!!

Awww thank you so much for your kind words!! I had tears in my eyes when I read this! It means so much to me that my writing can make you feel something!

Yuuji is really such a cute dumbass in that series ahahhaah. I was grinning so much while writing it! I want to hug that sweet idiot and tell him that he is such a perfect guy, and almost everyone around him has a crush on him, but he's just too oblivious to notice it. Let's hope that reader will realize sweet Yuuji could be more than a friend!! :)

Of course, I'll add you to the Yuuji tag list!! Thank you so much for reading the College AU and for taking the time to send me this sweet ask! I was a mess today because I'm about to finish my current series, and it breaks my heart because I don't want to let go. So it helped me a lot to get your ask because it makes me look forward to continuing writing the College AU! Thank you!!

[mlm-writer]

Wine (Doyoung x M!Reader)

[I really hope it is Doyoung in this gif xD] 

Pairing: Kim Dongyoung/Doyoung x Male!Cis!Reader (not trans-friendly) Rating: Explicit Words: 1064 Summary: Just some tipsy, fluffy sex with your newly-wed husband Doyoung.  Note: This is a repost. It was originally posted on @lgbt-kpopimagines​, but that blog died. Reposting to get everything properly in my masterlist.  Tags: alcohol, husbands, honeymoon, fluff and smut, oral sex, anal sex, anal fingering, bareback (SAFE SEX CHILDREN) and creampie 

“Hello, husband.” Dongyoung opened his eyes like I caught him with his hand in the cookie jar. I chuckled. “We got married yesterday. Already forgot you are my husband?” He gave me a wide smile and shook his head.

“You just took so long, I forgot you were joining me.” I shook my head and revealed the bottle of wine. In my other hand I was holding onto two wine glasses, which I really needed to put down, before I dropped them. They belonged to the hotel we were staying at, so dropping them was not only inconvenient, but would probably also cost us a fortune. We went all out with a luxurious honeymoon destination.

I put the glasses on the edge of the huge bathtub. When I got in, I made sure to kiss my husband, before sitting down. After pouring both of us a glass and putting the bottle somewhere safe, we fell into casual conversation. It was so easy for me to talk with him. We always found something to chat about, to laugh about. It was one of the reasons I married him. Another one was just that I was simply madly in love with him. His cute face could make any expression and my heart wouldn’t know how to beat steadily.  

Three glasses later, we were in our bathrobes on the bed. He offered me another glass, but I refused. Dongyoung decided that he, too, had enough. We somehow ended up giggling, rolling around the bed, until I had him pinned underneath me. I lied down on top of him and he squirmed to get away. “Hehe, nowhere to go, lover boy. You married me; you’re all mine now.” He giggled, trying to get away still. I slid down and pushed his robe off him. I blew against his stomach, making a farting sound with it. He laughed and pushed me. My head slid down further until I felt the base of his cock against my lips. I grinned and maneuvered my head around, taking his soft length in my mouth. I started sucking eagerly, changing the sounds coming from my husband from giggling to moaning.

“Oh, oh my… Don’t stop…” I was not planning to, but the vague confirmation did not go unappreciated. His hand landed on my shoulder and moved to my head, as I continued to stimulate him with my mouth. Dongyoung started breathing more intensely. He grew harder in my mouth, but I did not gag on the increasing length.

He gripped my hair and let go, when I lifted my head. “What do you want?” I questioned as I stroke him loosely. I did not want him to go without pleasure, but I needed him to be able to speak. He moaned something, but his words got jumbled together so much, that I did not understand him. I stopped stroking him and put my other hand on his cheek. “Look at me, baby. What do you want?”

Dongyoung did not answer me at first. Instead he put all his strength in his core muscles, lifting his upper body enough to kiss me. I kissed him back, letting him have his fun. Tonight was not about teasing him or making him beg for anything. We were trying to enjoy each other to the fullest… at least to the full degree we were capable of with the light haze of alcohol over us. “Want you in me.”

I shook my head, pushing him back, so I could keep eye-contact. “I could hurt you without you being aware of it. Last time we drunk fucked you were so sore.” He looked at me with pleading eyes. How could I resist those eyes? I gave in and made him sit on his knees. After getting the lube, I pushed him forwards. He was good at begging to get his way, but I tried to stay level-headed stretching him carefully with my fingers. He almost came, begging me to stop, before he did.

By the time two fingers met no resistance, the daze I had was slowly dissipating. My husband was lying pliantly on the bed. I squeezed his ass, something I usually did to indicate I was going in. His slight wiggle indicated he was not sleeping. I smiled and stroked myself. “Condom?” He shook his head in reply. I kissed his shoulder, keeping my lips near his shimmering skin as I pushed myself inside him.

Dongyoung was fairly quiet for a while, only breathing heavily to indicate he was feeling me inside him. I kept the pace steady and slow, pulling out sometimes to add more lube. It took a while before I could move easily. He craned his head and I gave him the kisses he was silently begging for. I shifted, increasing my force and getting into the familiar angle. It took little time, before my lover could no longer keep his head up and started moaning into the pillow below his head. I knew I had the right spot. His voice got higher. I put my arm around him and held him close to my body. I lifted our upper bodies, my other hand wrapping around his hard length. Dongyoung let his head fall back onto my shoulder, eyes closed and body writhing in my grip. "Are you going to come for me, pretty boy?" He didn't answer. Instead, he clenched down on me, coming without further encouragement. I kept myself still inside of him and stroked him, until I heard the telltale sounds of over stimulation. I let go of him and he fell down onto the bed.

I sat back, roughly stroking myself to completion. The sight of the gorgeous ass in front of me and the fresh memory of what we just did helped me reach my own orgasm. “Hyung, in me… please…” He was just in time. I slipped the head of my cock back inside him and spilled my seed inside him. I stroked my cock through my orgasm, watching as I let myself slip free. A trail of my cum dripped from Dongyoung’s hole to his balls. When I, too, let myself collapse on the bed, I could not stop laughing. Maybe it was the high or maybe it was the wonderful prospect of spending the rest of my life with the man I shared the bed with.

[ground-todo]

bakugou trying a new food combination with his s/o — headcanons

PAIRING — bakugou x gn!reader

GENRE — fluff, slight crack?

WARNINGS — some swearing, and idk if I should add this but uhh very random (but good!) food combo

MASTERLIST

it happened when you and Bakugou were studying in your room for the upcoming quiz

you were 2 hours into your study session, when you were able to understand the lesson slightly but you still couldn’t answer all of Bakugou’s questions

seeing you stressed out over the lesson, he decided to play nice boyfriend and gave you a 10 minute break

you were happy when he told you that, giving him a peck on the cheek and ran to your cupboard to look for something to munch on since studying always gets you hungry

when you opened your cupboard though, there was only chocolate powder

you forgot to buy snacks

“what’s wrong?”

“oh nothing!” you would reply while thinking of what and how to eat with only the chocolate powder present in your cupboard

then you remembered something your mom would do at home

after a meal, she would take out some chocolate powder and placed a generous amount of it on top of her rice

you unknowingly forgot about that until this very day, since you got yourself pretty hungry and craving for a snack

‘there should be rice in the common room kitchen’ with that thought in mind, you rush downstairs to get two bowls of rice

Bakugou was caught off guard, were you really that hungry today?

after about five minutes, you got back in your room with your boyfriend looking at you with the ‘what the fuck’ face

“did you forget your sides?” he would ask with a raised eyebrow

you just shake your head in disagreement and placed the bowls infront of him on your desk then you took the chocolate powder and placed it on the desk as well

“what—“

before Bakugou could even complain, here you were topping the rice with spoonfuls of the choco powder

he was not impressed

we all know the man is a chef and he just thinks that what you are doing now in beyond ridiculous

when you grabbed a spoonful of the food and motion for him to eat it:

“no.”

“come on Katsuki!! it will taste good I promise!!”

“no.”

“pleasee??”

“why don’t you eat it first so I know that it isn’t fucking poisonous?!”

you did as he said and ate what was on the spoon, a rush of childhood happiness ran through your veins as you were finally able to eat what your child self craved for so long

Bakugou was surprised with how you reacted

he thought you would cough out the powder and try to get the taste off of your tounge but no

you’re actually enjoying it?? what??

surely it wont be that bad if you handled it so well

and so he takes another spoon and scooped some of the food from the other bowl

he kept it in front of him, still pretty skeptical even though you already proved that it isn’t bad

“go on, try it!”

he had second thoughts and said “no.” yet again

you were kinda sad that he isn’t eating it, but then you remembered something Kirishima taught you to use against the egoistic pomeranian

“Hm… I guess I’ll just ask Kirishima to try it.” you say, trying to pick up the bowls but Bakugou wasn’t letting you do just that and ate the spoonful

you could hear how angry he was by how he clamped his teeth on the spoon, almost breaking it

it actually isn’t that bad??

Bakugou had a soft neutral expression on his face as he munched on the food

you also took another spoonful to much on as you waited for his response

“it’s too sweet.”

“eh?? but it’s chocolate, of course it’s sweet!!”

“you could’ve used dark chocolate or add some spices you know”

“it’s supposed to be sweet, Katsuki!!”

“yeah yeah whatever dumbass”

but did he actually liked it??

you really wanted to ask but if he’s still eating it then that would probably mean that it’s good…right??

although Bakugou doesn’t really have a sweet tooth like you, he thinks this chocolate or rice thing is pretty acceptable

he won’t admit it but he really likes how the rice neutralizes the sweetness of the chocolate powder

heck, he could have this as breakfast if he wasn’t feeling like eating a full meal and make a drink

after that day, you would find him entering your room at random times of the day after his training session to get the chocolate powder from your cupboard and eat it with left over rice in the fridge

his usual excuse would be “I wanted something sweet after my training”

you would join him though, because you get to tease him about how ‘unlikely’ it was for him to take on your food combination and have it every couple of days

he would only eat it around you though just cause he doesn’t want anyone else to try your couple food

oh and one last thing

“wanna try eating rice with chili powder?”

“KATSUKI NO”

A/N — this was definetly inspired by that one time when my mom pulled out the chocolate powder and did this. 10/10 would recommend! I wanted to do a scenario for this one but I don’t have the motivation to do so ;0; this is a pretty unusual hc though but oh well I just wanted to get this out of my system hehe 🤧 reuploaded this cause TAGS

[dreamlikeapsycho]

I saw the max facts (pun intended 😂) you did for that question a while ago. So I was wondering if maybe you could tell us some more facts about Max it doesn’t have to be anything too detailed but anything you know would be nice to know, pretty please 😊

Okay... RANDOM FACTS ABOUT MAX - PART 2

I went on deep analysis mode this time to try and say all of Max's little nice and cute moments I know of.. Pls take notice, tho!! I'm not trying to flex or anything, I'm just a simple peasant girl on Maximilian's kingdom for a long time and it happens I have FBI blood in my veins 😭 so It's all gather on my brain and hard drive lol SO! I'm just answering this ask with a lot of thought and care so you can know more about Max and how he is even more awesome than you think!!! (And just in text form, cause Max doesn't need to be tagged on more personal stuff on IG (there’s too much illegal fishing at my tumblr pond already! 👏). It’s probably weird to know certain things, yes, but at least I'm respectful, I'll never bother him with this kind of stuff). Well, enjoy the bible below to end up knowing very little about him, still haha.. Just some more small facts.

- Max was at a barbecue just yesterday. It was someones birthday from the set of his new movie. He drank his beer, like usual, idk about the meat.. there was wurst and chicken.. I'm not sure if he's trying to be a vegetarian or not (after that thoughtful video he posted) 🤔.. maybe he didn't eat it, I don't know!!

- a little while before the start of this shooting, he was at the Baltic Sea filming for the series he's gonna be in (just one episode again! Don't get your hopes too high lol he's gonna be a security guard who disappears mysteriously, so....)

- He helped his friend renovate his house a few weeks ago!! How could I forget that on the first post.. Then, he had to go to Hesse for the movie shooting, and his friend had to call another friend to come help him lmao damn

I think I could describe some videos I have then... at least there's some cool and funny stuff. (Friends himself tagged in the past and cast friends)

- Max's dad went to the same uni as him. Also, he voiced a police officer on the phone in a short film Max wrote and directed all by himself (he didn't act on it, but he was also another police officer over the phone haha). Another thing, his dad made the official music for one of his plays.

- The falafel day.. his friend was taking a piss filming Max at the shop from afar and zooming in, saying "omg, guys! I found Noah from Dark! He's right there buying falafel" lmao, then, Max is just standing there looking all wonderful with his perfect hair and such, moving his hands, scratching his chin, ordering his food, and his friend talks some more, doing like a rough Max voice "yeah yeah, I'll have that one. Good, yeah". 😂

- the day he went to take a walk in nature. His friend asks him for a cigarette, he is denied, he goes to take it anyway, Max slams his cup of tea on the table and tries to take his cigarette back and it's all black and they're just laughing lmao (I love his laugh btw, so giggly!)

There was storys posted by Max himself.. so, maybe you saw it, but it's from before dark s3 came out.

- The pigeon storys. He filmed two pigeons chasing each other at the station, one always running from the other and he captioned "me trying to flirt" haha

- He screen recorded an ad for an app that deletes people from pictures and made some joke too, I can't remember exactly what he wrote, smt like "when you break up, but still wants to keep the picture" lol also, he unfollowed like 5 people that week after posting that... hm 👀

- he posted a video of him walking in the dark with really cold wind.. you can only see his hair flying around. Also, with a mask on, another chasing a cat in a big field, and that one drinking his coffee and eating his yogurt (you most likely saw it already)

- Ohh.. His friend was playing Max's drums the other day!!! Made a lot of jokes, it was obvious he was messing around in Max's room (maybe they live together, maybe he just waters the plants lol idk). Some of the jokes were "I've been playing this drums since 1921" and "the drums and me are a perfect pair, don't ever believe otherwise". I wonder what Max said to him.. he can't do anything about it, he's not in Berlin hahah. He has a little giraffe in his room, and other home decors (you can see it on his drumming video on his own IG)

- he likes to read on longer train rides.

- there's a video of him screaming inside a wardrobe after being jumped by a friend and one of him putting lipstick on with the song "I'm a sexy motherfucker" playing in the background hehe we was tagged, it was easy to find when there wasn't much tagged post.

- There's moments of ppl filming something/themselves and he just comes and photobombs it lol he is just like thiss 👏 showing his tongue and doing a funny face and such. One of those I saw it on the IG of a Das Boot cast member I actually already followed before.

- this group was such a blast. There's a few pictures, one of them he's in a dress, he has white stockings on til his thighs, heels and all haha lovely

- His improv-group.. he was almost in tears singing "I believe I can fly" with the group on their last day.. But he was happy! A mix of emotions. He loves everyone, he expresses his love a lot to people in general, he says it and adds heart emojis to make sure haha you can see his comments going on IG of his cast friends, especially from Das Boot (I followed a lot of the guys). So, about always commenting something funny on people's posts.. I didn't saved those, so I forgot most of it, but one I remember was that someone posted a video of a hailstorm and he was like "what are u doing, free ice!! Go grab them" hahaha

- Max has that Noah picture where he's peaking by a wall (you know that one Baran posted) printed and framed! 👏

- Things he’s pretty much always with: his backpack and his big headphones (it's always on his neck. At almost every picture, from every year, with different people etc. I was confused when he had normal headphones at his farm storys. Maybe he forgot them in Berlin 😭. Besides those, his rings, necklaces and bracelets (always, for years and years! Same ones, even). He uses frequently on premieres, as I saw it. Sometimes they also show up on his characters in his one-episode works!! Hahah is so nice when that happens. You can notice this on my screencaps.

- that pic of him that is everywhere now (with glasses, holding a bottle of champagne), I posted that months ago.. There's 2 more pics and 1 video. One pic, he is pretending the automatic lighter that's on the table is a Harry Potter wand (but I think I cropped the table, right.. I can't remember). This was actually posted by Max himself and he tagged his friend who took it. I went to see if they posted smt and there was a picture where he is literally biting the cork of that bottle off with his teeth Lmaoo, and one video.. he is talking on the phone trying to block the view with his feet.. this man!!

- he really doesn't care about buying too much unnecessary clothes and shoes and stuff. He is mindful of his things and the environment!! 

- there's a video of him on the set of Der Zauberlehrling, I need to recall where I got that from (maybe I could share this one. I'm not sure), he is messing with the broom and someone asks him "hey Max, what's that animal?" and points to the fluffy microphone. He says "it's a fucked up coala bear" (in english) 😂

Again.. I can't say names or anything, cause ppl are not mindful! Like.. I know I'm probably weird, but only for myself and my FBI office LOL I don't go over there and follow/reply to all these people’s posts and storys or take their videos and tag Max on them, this is just not.... nah. I'll always be respectful (yeah, some older stuff has gifs, cause he had like 10k followers, and 5 fans on tumblr lol But i never sent/tag him in anything personal directly.. that’s why i only posted on tumblr for the past year, in fact! I never thought things would be the way they are now a year later.. so, newer stuff it's not posted/gif nor ever will). I don't want him to be weirded out and like, disappear from IG!! I think about these things.. when people are being weird and stuff towards him. I don’t know how ppl don’t think about this when tagging him recklessly in random pictures and videos!!!

I wish he had more interviews, so we could know more proper stuff about him. (The few interviews he has are translated on my IG highlight. There's still an 8min interview missing there, cause I'm contemplating about being more of a bother to german speaking people, since I only have basic german..

[snarkwrites]

sprung spring | eat me | peter quill {m}

PROMPTS USED:

Impulse + “Open your mouth” + in a kitchen ( on counter/table) + with food + distracting each other with sex + “you know… there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”

NOTES:

Fun fact... Astrilde is another older MCU original character. Although until now, this very moment, she resided solely in my teeny lil brain. Idk why, but when I put this prompt set together I was like, this is perfect to test her with Starlord. And so, I did.

Second fun fact. Astrilde is to Norse mythology what Cupid is to all of us, IIRC. I could be wrong here, but I do believe I remember her being the ‘goddess’ or deity of love, something akin to Cupid. If I’m wrong, soz. That’s why I chose her name. And yes.. She is another one of Odin’s ‘spoils’ of war. Like Loki, Frigga took to her, this is why she wasn’t locked away with their other sister.

Third fun fact... I feel like the rust is finally coming off and it feels great, so... enjoy I guess?

PAIRING:

Starlord / Peter Quill x OFC, Astrilde

WARNINGS:

Sex in a kitchen. Liiight foodplay. Oral sex. Body fluids. A cute attempt at dirty talk... Oh, unprotected sex because guess what, kids? The bitch who wrote this forgot to slip in a condom being put on, yet again.. Breeding kink if you squint ( and no, it’s NOT on Peter’s end, hehe.) 

TAGGING:

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                                PETER & ASTRILDE in 

                                          EAT ME

Black Sabbath blasted from the kitchen area of their wing and Peter Quill raised a brow, making his way towards the sound. He leaned in the doorway, toying with the towel wrapped around his neck and he snickered to himself as he watched the blonde within the room dance around the kitchen gathering fruit, whipped cream and a generous sized jar of Nutella. Their snack of choice for the little movie night tradition they’d started about a month ago, when neither of them could sleep and both found themselves awake in the wee morning hours. He couldn’t help but smile to himself a little more as he watched her moving around the kitchen.

Just as Joan Jett began to play and the blonde in question began to sway her hips side to side and sing along, a throat cleared from behind Peter.

He turned and found himself body to body with Thor. Thor shook his head and folded his arms over his chest. “I see you’re watching her again. You do that a lot. And maybe, as her brother, I’m not fond of it.”

Peter swallowed hard, a glare forming. He scoffed and shook his head. Peter and Astrilde were just close friends, that was all.

Wasn’t it?

For just a second, he paused as he reasoned with himself. She was quite literally, part goddess. And despite how far he’d come, he still had a long road ahead because the pain and the memories remained. Being around her made him happy almost instantly and it kept his mind off of all the things in his past that had gone wrong. He hoped that her being around her made her happy and a lot less homesick for the place that she and her brothers hailed from.

They were just friends and yet… Thor and Loki both seemed to enjoy breathing down his neck about her.

They did it almost daily.

Not to mention, lately… Peter couldn’t deny there was something building between the two of them. The last thing he needed was her two brothers catching wind and driving a wedge into their friendship.

Her throat cleared from behind Thor, putting the standoff between the two men to a dead halt. Thor immediately thrust out his shirt to his younger half sister. “Put it on.”

“I’m an adult, Thor. And it’s hot.” Astrilde argued, pouting up at her brother. Thor gave her a dirty look, then he tried handing the shirt to her again. Astrilde gave a soft laugh as she shook her head slowly. Icewater eyes drifted from Thor to Peter Quill and pouty lips curved upward. Her hand raised, tangling in thick waves. “Starlord, hi.”

“Oh don’t start that again.” Thor grumbled, stepping from between the two and moving into the kitchen, helping himself to a few banana slices and some white grapes. He leaned against the kitchen island, watching them like a hawk.

When Loki appeared beside Thor, Astrilde’s smile turned to a pout and she muttered something to herself that Peter couldn’t quite make out.

But then, she spoke up.

“Don’t both of you have somewhere to be right now?”

Thor and Loki shared a look, eyes shifting to their youngest sibling. Loki nodded to Peter, giving him the usual dismissive nod. “I see you’re entertaining peasants again. We’ve discussed this. To use your gift on… that man.. Is to squander it, Astrilde.”

“I repeat.. Both of you have somewhere to be. Is this correct? I love you both but you have to realize that I’m no little girl anymore. You do not have to guard me every waking moment. My virtue is mine to protect… Or to squander. ” Astrilde repeated it again, more firmly. Her eyes darted from Thor to Loki and after a few seconds, she was taking hold of each of their arms, gently leading them both towards the door. “Go on, you two. I know good and well that both of you have dates tonight. It is rude to keep a woman waiting.”

“But…” Thor protested, giving Peter some serious side eye. “You do not need to be alone with the likes of him. I can call my Jane. Perhaps we can go out another night.” 

Thor got the distinct sense that his younger half sibling was up to something, she and Loki shared a certain look in their eyes whenever they were. And right now, Astrilde’s eyes were practically glowing with mischief… With something else, too. Thor didn’t even want to think about it.

“You… get whatever you came for and leave. Otherwise, you won’t enjoy the dire consequence.” Loki’s gaze flickered over Peter as he squared up. Truth be told, the writing was already there on the wall, the chips were in place and set to fall where they may. Loki enjoyed seeing his younger half sister happy. But the man was crude. And a mere mortal. His apprehension stemmed from his concern for Astrilde’s happiness. But he knew her well enough by now to know that once she made up her mind, she stopped at nothing to accomplish what she wanted.

He’d seen her bend the will of many men before.

He grumbled and under her warning gaze, he saw himself out too, catching up to Thor in the hallway.

Once they were alone in the kitchen, Astrilde took a deep breath and switched her focus. Peter was standing by the fridge now, peering into it, digging around. She slunk up behind him, pressing the icy bottled water to the back of his neck just as he straightened to full height. Peter tensed ever so slightly, a quiet hiss coming at the icy sensation against heated skin. He turned to face her, staring down as she held up the bottled water, giving him one of those mischief filled little smiles.

“I thought you’d be coming in thirsty.” Astrilde’s soft laugh filled the thickening tension and heavy silence between the two of them and Peter found himself stepping just a little closer.

Everything he’d been thinking about heavily as of late chose that exact second to flood his brain and before he could stop himself, his hand was wandering down, resting cautiously against the curve of her left hip. With his other hand, he took the bottled water, clearing his throat, brown eyes darting to the tray heaped with sliced fruit behind her on the counter and he chuckled.

“Someone was hungry.” Peter managed to get the words out while trying not to stare at her too hard. Because he was noticing all these little things about her lately… And the more he stared lately, the more he found himself drawn in deeper.

He had to stop it from happening.

But as he stood there, one thing became apparent… Did he really want to stop it, whatever this was, from happening?

No… No, he didn’t.

Astrilde shrugged mysteriously, not bothering to break his gaze when his eyes finally locked on her again. She raised a hand, toying with his chest, her other hand resting on a broad and muscular shoulder. She felt him going slack under her touch and her smile grew. “ It’s too bad that none of that is what I truly want.” she pouted at the last word.

Peter coughed, found himself stepping closer. “Oh yeah? I mean, it looks pretty good to me.” his eyes moved from the petite blonde pressed against him lightly to the tray of fruit behind her. To distract himself, he twisted the cap off the bottled water, guzzling half of it down in a hurry.

“Well, like I said. None of it is what I truly want.” her voice was this soft purr as a fingertip danced over his chest again. Peter bit his lip to stop the groan threatening to break free from his mouth. He chuckled lightly.

She had to be up to something. She was certainly in a playful mood today.

His voice took on a similar teasing tone when he stepped closer. It hit him then just how perfectly her forehead hit the center of his chest. He tried to shove that out, but it was joined with how good soft curves felt molded to his body. And he tried to shove out that thought too, but it was no use. His eyes locked on her lips, their soft almost candied apple color. He swallowed hard and took a deep breath almost immediately after. The feeling that Astrilde was up to something only grew. “Oh yeah? Well what is it you really want, hm?”

Astrilde caught on to the fact that Peter was fully unaware of exactly what she was up to, as per usual. The thought had her giggling softly, raising to tiptoe to give a playful fluff to his hair. In doing that, she made sure to mold her body almost completely against his. She heard the catching of his breath in his throat and she broke away just a shade, staring up at his mouth intently.

Did she keep going? Or did she back down?

Keep going, of course.

“Are you gonna answer me, Astrilde?” Peter tried his best to keep what he thought was a firm tone, but his voice wavered slightly, getting thicker and lower with each word as it came. He found himself pressing against her just a little more.

“Mhm. Are you sure you can’t guess first though, Peter?” she was pressing closer, reaching out behind her and grabbing a strawberry, taking a bite. The juice from the fruit trickled down the corners of her mouth and naturally, Peter’s eyes caught on it. And before he could stop himself, he was reaching out, smearing his thumb over it. And then he was raising his thumb to her lips, resting it almost casually against them.

God, they were every bit as soft as he thought. The sudden tightening of his sweats had him shuffling his feet, hoping to hell that she didn’t feel him getting hard.He opened his mouth, closing it again quickly when he realized that of course, no words were coming.

And he was never the kind of guy without something to say.

“I..” he finally managed, after a struggle. 

“Yeah?” Astrilde was on her tiptoes again, her mouth dangerously close to his. So close that when she spoke, her lips brushed right up against his. She bit back a whimper. Each and every little touch had her practically purring. And yet, left her wanting more, just like she always seemed to where Peter Quill was concerned. “Open your mouth, Peter.” she instructed after raising the hand that held the remaining half of the strawberry she’d bitten into in it. She had to do something.

She needed something to do to break the ice. Just until she figured out whether she was about to make a serious mistake.

Peter’s lips parted and Astrilde stuck the strawberry between them. Peter bit into it, groaning at the overripe sweetness. And at the way it felt when she moved just a little and wound up rubbing herself right against him.

Could she feel what she was fucking doing to him right now?

He wasn’t entirely sure.

On the one hand, her face was flushed and she kept making these soft little noises whenever she did. On the other, she didn’t seem to react other than that. And with Astrilde being as playful as she was, it was always hard for anyone to tell just what was going on in her head.

His resolve snapped after that happened. He couldn’t have taken it a second longer if he tried. Fingers dug into either one of her hips and she went from merely pressed against him to being molded against his body. If he needed any assurance that what he was thinking about doing was the right thing, the way her eyes fluttered open and closed only to open again and the little lip lick that accompanied this was going to have to be enough.

His hands roamed downward going from her hips to squeeze her ass and rub her against him even more as he slid her up his body and sat her on the counter, right next to the tray of fruit.

Her legs squeezed at his waist, her heels digging into his ass as she wrapped her arms around his neck, staring at his mouth intently. Despite having gotten this far in her little plan to finally clue him in to her true feelings… She wasn’t entirely sure how to proceed.

Lucky for her, Peter seemed to be willing to take the lead. His lips latched onto her top lip, tugging it between them and she moaned quietly, rubbing against him as she scooted forward to be closer. Her lips tugged impatiently at his lower lip and when his tongue slipped out, trailing over the outline of her mouth, she gasped and a shiver went racing down her spine.

His hands moved over her thighs, gripping and squeezing. The classic rock that he normally preferred gave way to some newer music, a guy that Natasha had Astrilde listening to lately called Somo or something. The suggestive lyrics to the song Mirror only seemed to add another layer of tension to the air around them and it was hitting him hard and fast that it was really hard to breathe. One hand left her thigh, tangling in thick blonde waves at the back of her head, pulling her mouth against his all over again, deeper. He felt her fingertips digging into his shoulder and dragging carefully over his scalp on the other hand as it came to rest on the back of his neck.

His tongue tangled with hers, the taste of wild and over ripe strawberries filling his mouth and making it water. His teeth hooked on her lower lip, tugging at it until it was swollen and starting to turn a deeper shade of red. The hand left on her thigh squeezed as he took a deep breath, prepared himself to pull away from the kiss just so they could both kind of catch their breath.

“It’s hot in here.” Astrilde couldn’t think of anything else to  say. She shook her head about it, giving a soft laugh as she wondered briefly if he’d caught on yet.

“Mhm.” Peter managed to mutter the answer to what she’d just mumbled, staring at her a few seconds. “It is. And you never answered my question.” Peter stared down at her intently, reaching out beside them to grab another strawberry. He dragged it through the little bowl of whipped cream, preparing to take a bite. Anything to distract himself at this point. To try and figure out just what to do next; how far he truly wanted to go with this.

He only knew one thing for certain. One kiss wasn’t enough. One kiss merely sparked a fire. Now that fire was lit and Peter was struggling with whether he wanted to put it out or fan the flames.

Astrilde gripped his wrist, guiding the whipped cream covered strawberry to her own mouth after Peter had taken one bite. She stared up at him a second or two. She could sense him struggling. He was worried, she picked up on it. Something about his ability to make a complete and total fucking mess out of pretty much everything. All the loss in his past. The way he felt like he’d never be enough for her.

It left her speechless and almost totally blown away. But most of all, excited. Because suddenly, this whole complicated scenario became a thousand times easier.

“There wasn’t a thing  to eat in this kitchen until you walked in. Does that answer your question?” she almost choked on the bite she’d taken of her food as the line left her mouth and she busied herself trailing her fingertips over his skin almost gingerly, barely touching him.

Because the way he tensed and his breath caught always made her smile a little. She knew it got to him whenever she did this.

Peter nearly choked on the bite he’d taken of the strawberry, using her distraction to guide it back to his mouth. He leaned in just a little as it suddenly hit him all at once.

Oh, she was up to something alright.

She was dropping some major clues here. If he really thought about it, she’d been trying to clue him in for a while now.

Knowing this, it made putting up any kind of fight; putting any kind of stop to what was happening… he didn’t want to stop and he wasn’t going to try. He was tired of trying to avoid risks that not too long ago, before the Snap and everything that happened during that… He’d never have wasted a second.

He chuckled quietly, stepping closer. Her legs wrapped around him to hold him where he stood between her legs and he reached out, dragging a fingertip through melted dark chocolate. He raised his finger, dragging it over her lips. Her lips parted and she gripped his wrist, slipping the chocolate coated digit into her mouth. Peter gave a quiet growl and as soon as she’d licked his fingertip clean of the chocolate, he was leaning in, his hand gripping her thigh harder, his other hand going to her hair again, guiding her mouth back to his and into another deep and bruising kiss. The palm resting against her thigh ghosted over it, disappearing up the hem of the shorts she was wearing. She came alive at this, rubbing against him almost frantically. “What if I told you that you taste better, hm?” Peter muttered quietly against her mouth as his tongue parted her lips, tracing over her teeth, slipping between them and tangling with her tongue.

“I’d say doubtful, Peter.” Astrilde answered breathlessly, leaning back just a little, her lower back meeting the cool marble countertop. Peter bent down with her, his mouth leaving her mouth to venture down her neck, lips latching onto skin infrequently, but leaving behind the smallest hints of marks each time he did.

Giving into impulse had gotten things this far. And it seemed like neither of them were inclined to stop things from going further. His hands slid up her abdomen, tugging up the crop top she was wearing, throwing it over her head as soon as he worked it off her. Her hand wandered down, an impatient whimper as she tugged at the waistband of his sweats, trying to pull them downward. Peter chuckled and shook his head, muttering against the swell of her breast just before latching his lips onto soft skin exposed there, “Not yet.”

“Peter, p-please.” begging was so not her area of expertise. As used to getting exactly what she wanted as she happened to be, this was all brand new to her. And Peter picked right up on it. The sound of her pleading with him had him groaning. His lips danced lower, his teeth tugging at the lace edged cup of her bra. Astrilde rose up a little, giving him room to unfasten and as soon as she did, Peter tore it away, tossing it aside with her shirt. She pouted a little, soft laughter against the shell of his ear as she purred out, “Hey, that was my favorite bra.”

“And it was in my way, princess.” Peter muttered back as his tongue circled her nipple, the circles getting smaller and smaller until her nipple stood at a rigid point. Her hand dipped down, disappearing down the front of his sweats, a soft smirk coming as soon as she realized that he went without any sort of underwear. Her hand circled his cock, pumping up and down slowly. Peter’s breath caught in his throat and he growled quietly against the skin of her stomach whilst dancing his lips over it, “You know exactly what you’re doing to me, don’t you?”

“Mhm.. I’m rather enjoying it.” Astrilde gasped out just as he leaned her back more, leaving a bite mark just above the elastic waistband of the pull on gym shorts she’d been wearing. His teeth caught in fabric, starting to tug downward as he raised his eyes, fixing them on her. Watching her squirm and the way her head fell back or the way her eyes fluttered open and shut.

Tugging down her shorts and panties, he sank down to kneel between her legs, his hands prying them apart, spreading her open wide for him. He stopped long enough to chuckle, biting his lip as he looked up at her. She gasped quietly as she felt the warmth of his tongue when he dragged it right up the inside of her thigh. The scruff of his five o’clock shadow rubbed against her skin, leaving a light burning sensation behind and she tensed, sucking in a sharp breath, her hand lowering, her fingers tangling in his hair, tugging lightly at it the higher he got up her thighs.

“And I’m going to prove it too.” Peter muttered quietly against soft and slick skin, groaning at the faintest taste of her as it filled his tongue.

“You are, hmm?” Astrilde gasped as his tongue brushed almost carelessly right over her slit before moving upward more, teasing at circling her clit. His fingers made their way up her thighs, working open dripping folds and making her moan, rock her hips upward as they buried deep inside her warmth, getting her used to being stretched.

His tongue worked its’ way around her clit, passing over the center of it, lips catching hold of the small circular bundle of nerves and sucking, sending a shiver racing through her body as his fingers worked in and out deeper. Her legs wound up over his shoulder for the time being and Peter growled at the way wetness pooled on his fingertips and his tongue. 

“-oh… oh fuck. Peter.” Astrilde moaned out, rocking her hips upward almost greedily as she sought out the fastest way to bring her orgasm on. She couldn’t take all this teasing and the build to it. She wanted him. Buried to the hilt inside her. Plowing her so hard her back bounced off the marble countertop.

“You’ve got a dirty little mouth on you, princess.” Peter chuckled, the sound sending a shockwave of pleasure ripping through her center. When he felt her fingers tugging at his hair again, he stopped to glance up at her. “You can pull harder if you want.”

That little grin and the gleam in his eye had her realizing that maybe he liked it a little on the rougher side. And she looked forward to finding out just how much rougher he could be. Because sometimes a woman just gets sick and fucking tired of being treated like she’s fragile or she’s made of glass.

His rough lips felt like heaven against her dripping cunt and she couldn’t stop the wanton moans that ripped from the back of her throat, one of her hands digging into the edge of the counter while the other continued to clutch at and card through his thick light brown hair. His tongue pushed deeper into her core, circling and swirling, making her suck in a breath and whimper even louder. She kept moaning his name, over and over. The slightest rattling of the potrack overhead had the two of them laughing quietly. Peter stopped to gaze up at her again, a lustful glow almost making brown eyes sparkle. Astrilde sat up and leaned down, her fingers curling beneath his chin, greedily pulling his mouth to her own, groaning at the way she tasted on his tongue. The act of her boldly kissing him got Peter a lot more riled up and he was breaking the kiss, pushing her back flat against the counter as he leaned down, muttered against soft lips, “I’m starving, princess.”

“Oh, I bet you are, Starlord.”

And that… that drove him right over the edge. The use of his other identity had him smirking against her dripping cunt as he settled back between her thighs. His nose bumped against her pelvic mound as his hands gripped her hips, tilting them upward, his tongue plunging back in deep, circling and swirling. Astrilde’s head fell back and her eyes fluttered open and shut. Her legs fell open wider and Peter’s tongue continued it’s merciless attack on her dripping cunt. “I told you, didn’t I? I told you  you’d be the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.” he practically growled the words as she tried to rock her hips upward to meet his mouth, only to have his hand grip at one, holding her against the counter. Holding her spread open as he slowed down, savoring the taste of her.

“Peter, please!” she managed to gasp, the sound echoing off the wall, competing with the rattling of the pot rack mounted overhead whenever it moved just a little. Her cunt was throbbing; probably worse than she had ever ached in her entire life and all she wanted to do was cum, but all Peter seemed intent on doing was driving her right to the brink and then forcing her to step back.

Like he did when he stopped and she felt his tongue lazily trailing over her folds, 2 broad stripes, one straight and one half circular to form the letter P. She moaned louder, fingers digging into his shoulders to grip. He growled quietly. By the time he got to the R in his name, she was shaking and tears of pure frustration were burning at her eyes.

“Let go, princess. C’mon. Let me taste you.” Peter muttered firmly, glancing up to meet her gaze. His cock was throbbing, literally all he wanted right now was to be buried deep inside her, fucking her slow and deep, almost driving her into the counter.

With a shudder, Astrilde felt her orgasm ripping through her. Her hips bucked against his tongue and Peter groaned at the taste of her filling his mouth even more, the way she dripped, even as he did his best to lick her clean. He rose up to a standing position, swearing and raising his hand to his head when a pan dangling caught him right in the forehead. Laughing, he lowered his mouth to hers and as soon as her legs were locked around his hips again, he was sinking inch for inch of his thick length deep into her core, staying still because he felt her tense in his arms. 

“You okay?” Peter eyed her in concern, pressing gentle kisses to her cheeks and the bridge of her nose as his hand smoothed over her hair, tucking it behind her ears.

“Yeah, just..Have to get used to you.” Astrilde muttered almost sheepishly, adding in a lower tone against his neck, “Maybe if you weren’t so fucking big… It feels so good, Peter.” she rocked her hips against him to show that she was okay and he could move a little. Peter hissed and dug his hands into her body, slamming into her slow and deep, his hands slipping down to her ass, sliding her off the counter as he continued to bury his cock deep inside.

“Oh… Oh yeah. Right…” Astrilde gasped, rocking her hips to meet his drives into her cunt, “Right there, that’s it. C’mon… Give me all of it, baby, I need it.” she begged breathlessly, Peter growling as he slammed into her deeper, speeding up just a little at her pleading whimpers against his skin. When he bottomed out, he went still, his mouth crashing against her mouth deep as his tongue parted her lips and slipped between them to find her tongue, massaging it, dominating the kiss. As soon as he felt like he could again, he was back to it, pumping every inch into her her, hips snapping against her body, the soft smack of skin against skin echoing and clashing with the rattle of pots and pans overhead and the soft smack of their mouths every single time they met.

He felt her walls clench his cock and he groaned, peppering kisses across her collarbones, a low chuckle spilling out against her soft skin. “I know you wanna cum for me again. C’mon, princess. Don’t hold back.”

As he fucked her through her orgasm, she clung to him, meeting each drive with her own thrusts, nipping at his neck and his lips, leaving bites and marks of her own behind. Her fingers tugged at his hair and raked down his back and Peter groaned into her mouth quietly, “So close, so close, fuck.”

“Don’t stop, don’t you dare.”

“Oh, I’m not plannin on it, princess. You ready for me to fill you up?” Peter muttered against her throat as his teeth tugged and nipped at her skin, leaving even more marks. Astrilde nodded, molding herself against him, letting him fuck into her hard and deep, his hips almost slamming into her hard enough to leave bruises behind. As the warmth of his seed filled her, Astrilde gripped his cheeks, pulling his mouth against hers in a kiss that didn’t break until he’d slowed to a complete stop and both of them were lightheaded for a lack of oxygen. As they pulled apart, Astrilde sat up straighter, a pot hitting her in the forehead and Peter chuckled, pulling down her head to press his lips against the spot.

“So you were flirting with me..” he smirked at her as he held out her tee shirt. Astrilde took it, slipping it over her head and she held out his sweats to him, nipping at his collarbone as she answered softly, “You didn’t know this, Peter?” and met his gaze, blushing and giving a soft giggle.

“Your brothers are not going to be thrilled with this.”

“Do I look like a girl who gives a shit? Don’t worry, I’ll watch your back.” Astrilde’s fingers trailed lazily over Peter’s jaw and he chuckled, shrugging. “Oh, I can handle those two.”

“Says the guy who nearly climbed the drapes the last time my brother Loki turned himself to a snake to spy on us during movie night.” Astrilde gave a gentle laugh as she leaned against him, trying to continue getting herself together.

“I love you.”

Peter blinked when the three words slipped out and he stood there, in a moment’s panic until Astrilde smiled and leaned forward, muttering against his mouth, “I love you too.”

[glubbity]

i was tagged by @bacchaebabe​ a few days ago, so i’m gonna do one of these get to know me things!

[instructions: tag ten followers you’d like to get to know better.] i hereby tag you ALL because i would love to hear your stories.

gender: i define myself as nonbinary! i don’t know really what Specific term i am because i don’t really vibe with any of them, and i quite like how nonbinary sounds as an umbrella term. i’m fine with whatever pronouns too! most people use she/her for me because i’m pretty feminine and i love that. call me whatever you want though as long as you’re respectful about it!!

star sign: i am a gemini... if this is news to you, you must be new here. my birthday is june 13th, 2003! fun fact: i was born on friday the thirteenth-- spooky!

height: i’m 5′6′’ and very bitter about it. when i was first born, the doctors projected that i would be, quote, “a very tall girl” and this SEEMED to be the case for most of my childhood. i was taller than most of the boys from elementary to middle school. and then highschool happened and i stopped growing definitively. to add salt to the wound, self described ‘feral goth’ bacchaebabe says 5′6′’ is the most boring height. 

sexuality: i’m bi! i’m currently dating a boy, and surprisingly today was our eighth month together... time flies ammirite ladies

hogwarts house: this question made me hold back my urge to projectile vomit but. slytherin according to the official pottermore results!

favorite animal: my favorites are jellyfish! i love LOVE love them-- their biology is so interesting to me. how can a literal blob be so full of mystique? sometimes when i read at night i put this video on in the background for my Ambient Jellyfish Noise fill

average hours of sleep: when school was in session, i used to wake up at 5:15 AM every day (i know i’m on crack) and would usually fall asleep around 11:30-12:30 PM at the absolute latest? so Usually five hours! my sleep schedule now is more like wake up at 7:15 and go to bed from 12:30-2:00 hehe

current time: 11:04 PM! california babey

dogs or cats?: i like both, but i’m slightly more partial to cats. i have a dog named walter and a cat named carrie, but her nickname is maow because that’s the sound she makes. i love them both to death.

number of blankets you sleep with?: i sleep with one sheet and one blanket, and a smaller throw blanket for my cat to lay on! it’s starting to get hotter very rapidly so i might ditch the sheet soon x____x

dream job?: i’d like to work in the animation industry in some sort of storytelling role! maybe someone who helps write the plots or better develops character or environmental stuff? my mind jumps to ‘character designer,’ but i feel like i’d have a lot more fun being the nitpicky reviser type rather than a concept artist. if i wasn’t already married to animation, then i’d 10008858065% be a journalist!

when i created this blog: i officially remade @glubbity-moved​ in 2019, so 2019! glubbity as a Laci Brand has been around since 2015 though.

follower count: on my old blog i had over 2000+, but on this humbler remake i have a solid 390. i’m not too concerned on that number as long as i have my mutuals honestly. xoxo

why i created this blog: i officially moved from middle school instagram to tumblr because it seemed more of my scene in seventh grade :”)

how i came up with my url: this is so embarrassing but. i was a homestuck fan and i thought feferi was cute, and i loved her fish puns. the word ‘glub’ stuck out to me, and i just kinda tacked on the ‘bity’ because it felt nice to say in conjunction with that. thus, glubbity! when i was younger, i always forgot if my url had two b’s or two t’s... like glubitty. very silly

what do you love about yourself? (can’t be something you do for others): personally, i feel like i have an aura of Extrovert that makes it very easy for me to talk to people. sometimes being boldly outspoken about minor or trivial things is the most beneficial way of getting to know someone. i also have a very People Focused memory, and will almost always remember your name, your schedule and/or other minute details that you told me three weeks ago. i just like Knowing people, it’s fun.

what kept you going through middle school? if it wasn’t hard, what was it like?: middle school was the roughest period of my life for a variety of reasons, and i relied heavily on tumblr as an outlet for that time period. this is cringe but i was into south park, eddsworld, danganronpa and steven universe as a middleschooler. i also played animal crossing new leaf and pokemon to keep me grounded-- i even had an animal crossing ask blog for rosie the cat! finally, i had art to focus on, and this is where my artistic destination really defined itself. middle school still sucked balls but it made me into who i am today!

if you end up doing this, PLEASE tag me and i will read it!!! i would love to get to know a lot of you better. thanks for tuning in! <3

[beerecordings]

*slithers into your ask box* beeeeeee I’m working on the tags for Part 18 and I just need to scree about the line “where trees stretch up to the sky like God has invited them to the best garden party ever and they're trying not to be late” because WHAT? THE FLUFF? THIS IS SO BRILLIANT AND I’M LOVE IT IT’S SO DELIGHTFUL AND EVOCATIVE? WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO WRITE THIS BEAUTIFUL WORDS?

oh my gosh!!!!!!!! that’s so sweet i’m!!!!! it’s SO amazing to know that someone like cares about those little details i add! i love finding a really unique metaphor or simile haha. glad you liked that.

also yes many mirrors :) hehe suspeesh it’s almost like someone is tRAPPED AND CAN’T GET OUT EXCEPT TO - oh i forgot i revealed that already lol that be Marvie-Marv

and lol this is just me being technical as hell but the “mirror of patience” is actually St. Joseph not Jesus! it’s a teeny tiny reference to show how obsessed Anti is with Chase now (cause St. Joseph is Dad, of course). it’s the tiniest little detail, i never in a million years thought anyone would think twice about any of this.

thank you, nikki :) your tags make me so happy