#( ﾟｏ⌒) woods

[6ickly]

[victorsandvanquishers]

The Red House (and all who live in its walls) - Chapter 6

Fandom: DC Comics

Ships: Slowburn Eventual Bart Allen/Kon El; past Kon El/Tana Moon, past Kon El/Cassie Sandsmark, past Kon El/Knockout, past Kon El/Cassandra Cain, past Kon El/Travv

Ratings: M+

Warnings: Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers; Southern Gothic Horror; Mentions of Alcohol & Drug Abuse; Suicide ideation

Story Synopsis: When former child star and Metropolis sweetheart Kon 'Superboy' El loses the last vestiges of his career to rampant partying and a budding alcohol addiction, he's forced to move into an old house in the Georgian woods because he can't afford his apartment or his bills anymore. Never the quitter, Kon embraces the crumbling antebellum house and all of its possibilities.

[Bart Allen/Kon El, No Powers AU, gothic horror romance]

Chapter Summary: Kon was a terrible young man, so he figured he might as well endorse all the hateful things people thought and said about him.

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I hope you all have been enjoying the crazy ride thus far. I promise you, it only gets worse (affectionately). Who is Bart Allen? Why is he so invested in a sadboy with severe mental health issues? Why is KonMan so obsessed with Lex? When the fuck is the rest of the cast showing up?

Find out next time on Dragon Ball Z! Thank you, and don't forget to leave a review! ╰(￣ω￣ｏ)

[rainba]

I love the idea of a reader that likes to play slasher movie with Luka. A reader that goes to a bar and picks up a guy and lures them to the woods to start off the slasher movie cliché. it ends with the guy slaughtered and Luka chasing the reader and claiming them, the reader is slung over Luka’s shoulder for a night of fun. Such a cute date idea 💜

Omg…. This is SUCH an amazing idea for an AU of sorts. I think your ask is mostly referring to them basically roleplaying, but I like the idea of it also being real. ^_^ For regular Luka, that would totally be a perfect date idea, though... (˘︶˘).｡.:*♡

If you don’t mind, I shall elaborate on it.~ 🤍 ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

((For this version of Luka, I imagine he wears a muzzle.))

TWs: graphic violence, blood, NSFW

GN reader!!

🤍 Luka and his darling: a serial killer duo that the world will never forget. You: the lure. Him: the hunter.

The two of you prey upon a small town, living right around the outskirts within the forest. The entire place is surrounded by miles upon miles of trees: the perfect gravesite for your all’s countless victims.

You both work together so perfectly; your crimes are nearly flawless. There’s a rumor that goes around claiming anyone who talks to you will eventually go missing, but nobody is able to say for sure... In all honesty, this doesn’t scare anyone away– in fact, it draws people closer to you. They’re so curious to see if the rumor is true.

Luka has you both wearing matching outfits: black leather jackets with angel wings messily painted on the back.

The entire situation is so, so exhilarating. It never gets boring.

You lure your victim away from the bar and out into the woods with the promise of money or sex. It works every time. Nobody can resist you.

The two of you go deeper and deeper into the forest under the guise of playing a fun little game of tag or hide and seek. You smile and laugh as you spur the other person on, encouraging them to come catch you.

But far in the distance, Luka is watching closely, biding his time.

Sometimes Luka switches things up. On some days, he’ll use a knife. On others, he’ll use a scythe. But his main weapon of choice is oddly a chainsaw.

He loves the way his victims freeze up in horror when they hear the saw go off. Luka is silent and precise, but the chainsaw is loud and reckless. Putting them together is the perfect storm.

There’s never been a time where Luka hasn’t captured his prey. Luka is always so much faster– and he knows the forest like the back of his hand. In many ways, it’s his territory, his morbid little playground.

Luka never likes to end the chase quickly– he prefers to draw it out. He always gives his victims a head start. It makes things so much more interesting.

When he’s ready to hunt, Luka makes his presence known, then counts down from ten. 

He sneaks around through the trees and hides within the bushes, always keeping his distance. But he never lets his victims stray too far.

Luka likes to analyze his prey’s behavioral patterns before deciding how he wants to catch them.

Every time he captures someone, it’s always an absolute massacre. Blood pools in the green grass below, dyeing it a dark red. Blood splatters all over the nearby rocks and trees, staining them permanently. He tears into his victims to the point where they’re unrecognizable. 

And when he’s done, he flips his victims onto their stomachs and carves a pair of angel wings into their backs.

After he’s done carving, he’ll whistle a specific tune, and that’s when you know that it’s your turn to run. And just like how he does it with his victims, he gives you a head start.

But since he loves you, he gives you twenty seconds instead of ten.~

When he’s nearby, he’ll rev up his chainsaw as a warning, giving you a little bit of time to run further away from him. He loves the way you keep on trying, despite knowing that it’s inevitable he’ll catch you.

After he reaches you and tackles you from behind, he’ll toss the chainsaw aside and pin you down to the ground, already hard and ready to ravage you.

He aggressively pulls your pants down to your ankles and spreads your legs apart, lifting your ass high up in the air. He then rips your underwear off and tosses aside the scraps– he does this every time without fail. And without saying anything more, he buries his cock deep inside of you and bottoms out.

The blood of your all’s victim mixes with sweat as he fucks you ruthlessly, smirking deviously as he whispers praises in your ear.

The muzzle over his mouth drives him insane– all he wants to do is leave marks on your skin and kiss you on the lips. He’d do anything to stick his tongue in your mouth and dig his fangs into you.

In many ways, the sex is a way to celebrate a job well done. Another person on a long list of victims… The two of you are bound together by the sick and twisted nature of your crimes.

If one of you falls, the other falls too. Every victory is shared. Life was so, so boring before the two of you met each other… And now, Luka can’t stand the idea of a life without you.

His little tease, the perfect bait for his hunts, his partner in crime. He cums deep inside of you as he darkly moans your name, holding you in place the entire time. He loves the way you convulse around his length as you both come down from your highs.

Since you did such a good job, he’ll make sure you get to cum two or three times, just because he loves you so much.

And when everything is done, Luka will lovingly lift you up from off the ground and sling you over his shoulder, giving your ass a little smack too. He smirks if it makes you squeal.

Then the two of you go further into the woods, back to the little cabin that the two of you share. 🤍

[dumbificat]

hii~ i really liked your music headcanons for the obey me brothers :))

would you mind doing them for the side characters too?

Hi Anon, thank you so much! Means a lot (>_<)

Yes I can, hope these are okay!

Obey me side character music headcanons under the cut! (^Ｏ^)~☆♪

Includes general music headcanons + examples of artists and songs!

Diavolo

Similar to Lucifer in that he listens to classical music while working.

Also enjoys piano/orchestral covers.

When he isn’t working, he loves pop! Learns the lyrics, and enjoys karaoke nights. (Also would learn some J/K-pop songs and dances for fun too).

Prefers songs with no/simpler lyrics, likes to zone out listening to pop songs to relax. (〃ω〃)

Example artists:

Wolfgang Mozart, MIKA, Hatsune Miku, ITZY.

Example songs:

World is Mine (ryo supercell, Hatsune Miku), Requiem in D Minor (Mozart), RUN2U (StayC), Walking on Sunshine (Katrina and the Waves).

Barbatos

Listens to soundtracks/no word music while he works! (Whistles too~)

Probably also listens to podcasts about devildom/human world news while he’s cleaning

Might not listen to much music in general, but would play classical or simple songs to relax to.

However is happy to listen to whatever Lord Diavolo or MC are playing (^_^)

Example artists:

Will Wood, Eric Barone (ConcernedApe), Howard Shore, BBC World Service Podcast + Devildom equivalent

Example songs:

Momento Mori (Will Wood), Dance of the Moonlight Jellies (ConcernedApe), Drift Away omnichord (trillian), Lacrimosa (Mozart).

Simeon

Listens to religious music, likes to sing hymns with Luke.

Listens to songs that he relates to, specifically his religious trauma

Also enjoys some classic pop songs, or upbeat J/K-pop.

Likes happy songs with upbeat lyrics, or songs that help represent his emotions. (＞人＜)

Example artists:

Hozier, Katy Perry, GFRIEND, Michael Jackson.

Example songs:

Lord of the Dance (the Dubliners), Take me to Church (Hozier), The Judge (twenty one pilots), Dandelions (Ruth B.)

Luke

Listens to a lot of religious music, especially those songs kids sing in primary school.

Doesn’t know many modern songs so asks MC for recommendations. Then learns the songs and sings with you.

Learns about J/K-pop and really likes the songs! Loves learning dances with MC/Levi.

Does like happy songs and lyrics. Music easily controls his mood and he wants to be happy ٩( 'ω' )و

Example artists:

　Loona, Owl City, More More Jump, Naeyon.

Example songs:

Flamingo (Kero Kero Bonito), Drop Pop Candy (Reol, Giga), Hula Hoop (loona), Exploration (Bruno Coulais).

Solomon

Probably doesn’t know much modern music unless MC or someone shows him any.

Would have records of old songs, and tries to find digital versions for convenience.

Would not be very open about the music he listens to, as the songs could be in ancient languages that people wouldn’t understand.

Cares more for the lyrics in the songs more so than the general sound of it. ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

Example artists:

Mother Mother, Boney M.

For the ancient songs, I don’t know of many artists, sorry about that.

Example songs:

Verbatim (Mother Mother), Hurrian Hymn No. 6, Song of Seikilos (Gregorio Paniagua), Song of the Sirens

For the last three songs, please search on YouTube :)

Bonus:

The side characters here would also listen to any song MC recommends! They would also try to impress you by learning the words ><

Bonus bonus scenario: karaoke night, singing your favourite songs with everyone :D

Thank you so much for reading! I Hope you enjoyed, feel free to tell me what you think of these headcanons! Also, let me know if you have any ideas/suggestions （╹◡╹）♡

[baalzeblog]

GOD IS A WOMAN

(ft. Staccato Wood)

Hosted by Club [Veiled Trust]

Note: My concert promotion poster was really popular in the server, so I'll post it here as well. Note (1): Thank you to everyone who joined the concert! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Server: Ashwinder

[themaladaptivewriter12]

Title: Valentine's Promise

Might add a part two, a sm*t, haven't decided

Pairings: Cater Diamond x Twisted Wonderland Male OC (Mirai Yuhara)

Summary: 

“Mirai?” Cater whispered. “Huh?” Mirai answered, reluctant to take his eyes off the city. “Jasper.” Mirai’s head snapped away from the scenery for a second to see Cater holding a small red velvet box. Mirai froze, his heart stopping, his blood feeling as if ice was shot through his veins. He didn’t know what to do, but to sit there like a deer in headlights.

Notes:

cw: Nothing but fluff.  

This was a little thing I wanted to post for Valentine's, albeit 3 days late, and it kinda delves into a little bit of the "after story" I've been conjuring up for Mimi and Cater. Hope you enjoy!

Reblogs are appreciated, just use my custom tag, #TheMaladaptiveWriter12, if you do!  ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Cross posted from my Ao3: TheMaladaptiveWriter12

Cater sighed once more before stretching his arms above his head, grunting softly as his back popped in multiple places, the tension from slouching over his desk all day lessening. Today felt like the worst, time felt as if it had been slowed with how excited Cater was, but now that it was finally over, and that excitement hadn’t waned a bit. From the moment he had woken up, Cater had been so giddy that he couldn’t focus. He had messed up during his debriefing, ran into the vending machines because he was on his phone, and he accidentally misspelled their client’s name on their webpage. #Unprofessional.

The moment the last meeting of the day was adjourned, Cater sighed with relief, slouching in his chair. This month so far has been super busy with the amount of clients who wanted their advertisements up today, potential clients whose appointments were scheduled all throughout the week with notes that needed to be looked over, and various websites to be updated. They definitely weren’t out of the woods yet, but that was the life of someone who worked in the Social Media and Marketing Department.

But today was special, and it had the entire building buzzing. Pink, red, and white hearts decorated the office, the women of the office wore their pretty pinks and luscious reds, pretty bouquets and boxes of chocolates dotted the desks, the guys wore their best dress shirts, and the older men adorned their themed ties hand picked by their wives that morning. Today was Valentine's Day and Cater knew this one was going to be special. 

Cater made his way to his desk from their roundtable when an arm wrapped its way around his shoulders, startling him. 

“So,” the voice said. 

Cater whipped his head around and was met with a mop of brown hair and brown eyes. It was Lucas, of course it was Lucas. The twenty-five year old was Cater’s senior by a year, and terribly nosey. 

“So?” Cater asked.

“Penelope, she’s pretty cute right?”

“Not this again,” Cater sighed, moving out of his grasp to walk a bit faster.

“Oh, c’mon dude,” Lucas sighed, rushing after him, “You two would make a great couple!”

“And I keep telling you I’m seeing someone.”

“You mean his fake girlfriend,” Fabian joked, matching their stride. 

Fabian, a twenty-two year old blonde with a knack for unintentionally offending people with his words. Cater wouldn’t lie, he didn’t like the guy when Fabian first came to their department, but after they got to know each other, and eventually sat in the same quad, he learned that Fabian wasn’t a bad person, just a little hard with his words.

“Mimi is not fake,” Cater huffed, moving to clean up his desk.

“C’mon dude, you can’t blame me,” Fabian reasoned, from his side of their shared desk, “Every time I mention your girlfriend you get all defensive, and the last time I asked for a picture, you wouldn’t show me.”

“Maybe she’s shy?” Brain offered from his desk.

Brian was the best behaved out of their quad. He hated confrontation, and tended to keep to himself, but when the time arose, the twenty-four year old would stick his neck out for anyone without a second thought.

“Or imaginary,” Fabian muttered.

Cater rolled his eyes, making for his hasty retreat, when suddenly his phone vibrated and like his life depended on it, Cater snatched his phone from his desk, unlocking the device. Fabian and Lucas rushed over to try and peek at the message, which Cater promptly pulled out of sight.

“He’s practically been glued to his phone the whole day,” a soft voice chided. “I knew he loved the thing, but today was something else entirely.” 

“Sup, Tif,” Lucas greeted, looking up from his attempt to get a glimpse of Cater’s phone.

“Hey guys,” Tiffany smiled. 

Tiffany, better known as Tif throughout the building, was part of the Marketing Department. The twenty-five year old and her team often worked with Cater and his quad, like today.

“Hey, Tif,” Cater smiled.

“Going home so soon?” Tiffany asked.

“Yeah,” Cater sighed with a dopey smile, “I got plans and I don’t wanna be late.”

“Plans?” a sweet feminine asked, “That’s nice to hear.”

“Penelope,” Lucas cheered, “How was work?”

“It was an easy day,” Penelope smiled, playing with the petals to a bouquet of flowers. 

Penelope, the office sweetheart and most eligible bachelorette, was the floor’s secretary. Cater couldn’t remember a time when Lucas wasn’t trying to set him up with the twenty-five year old, or a time the guys of the building treated her like a princess. Don’t get him wrong, Cater liked Penelope, but just not like that.

“Oh, nice flowers. Who’s the sender?” Fabian asked.

“My mom,” Penelope laughed awkwardly, “She always sends them on Valentine's Day.”

“That’s cute,” Tiffany smiled.

“Aw,” a deeper feminine voice sighed, “I wish my mom did that.”

“Hey, Brooke,” Brian smiled, “how was accounting?”

Brooke was head of accounting, and like a mother figure to the younger workers on the floor. Anytime you needed something, Mama Brooke was on the case, the twenty-nine year old taking her title with stride. 

“Same as always,” Brooke said dismissively. “What I wanna know is what was so important that you couldn’t pay attention during today’s roundtable, Cater?”

Cater laughed awkwardly, “Sorry, Brooke. I’ll admit, I was a bit distracted today.”

“I get it, it’s Valentine’s Day,” Brooke smirked, “you just got distracted by some really nice pictures from your girl.”

Cater flushed to the tips of his ears,” I-It’s not like t-that!”

 Brooke laughed, “So, does anyone have any plans for tonight? My husband and I are going to that really fancy restaurant on 5th street.”

“Me and my hubby are gonna go see a movie,” Cecelia said excitedly.

“Me and my girlfriend are gonna stay in and make dinner,” Fabian said.

“Jesse and I are gonna go to a drive-in movie,” Brian smiled. 

“That’s cute,” Cecelia whined, “We should've done that instead.”

As the group spoke of their evening plans, Cater’s phone vibrated again, and he was on it like a moth to a flame.

“Mimi’s here,” Cater gasped, suddenly rushing to get his things.

“Mimi?” Cecilia asked.

“His fake girlfriend,” Fabian teased from his seat across from Lucas.

“Whatever,” Cater laughed with a scoff, putting the last of his things in his bag.

“It’s okay man, we’ve all been dumped before,” Fabian said, “You don’t have to keep up this charade any longer.”

Cater rolled his eyes, getting the last of his things.

“Leave him alone, guys.” Brooke huffed, “Cater, I’m sure your girlfriend is very nice.”

“Thanks Mama Brooke. See ya,” Cater called, practically running to get to the elevators.

“Oh, I gotta see this,” Fabian said, rushing to follow Cater.

“I’m coming too,” Lucas exclaimed, shooting from his seat.

The group followed closely behind Cater as he weaved his way through the desks, quads, and cubicles, trying not to lose that head of bright orange hair in the crowds of people making their ways home.

The Cater and his unappointed followers passed by one of the quads when a pair of gold eyes spotted them. “Where are you guys going?”

“Hey, Maddox,” Lucus shouted, “You’re gonna finally see Cater’s girlfriend!”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

Cater rolled his eyes affectionately. Maddox was one of the seniors of the department at thirty-six years old, he was one of the guys who trained Cater when he first joined, and became a big brother of sorts. Whenever Cater needed something, whatever it might be, Maddox had his back.

 All of them shoved their way into the elevator, pressing the button to the ground floor. The ride from the eighth floor was a long one, and every time they stopped on a floor, they got curious looks as there wasn’t a lick of room for anymore people. 

Once they stopped at the third floor, Keith gave them all weird looks, as he was trying to use the elevator as well.

“Keith,” Cecelia waved, “we’re gonna see Cater’s girlfriend.”

Keith worked in IT, the twenty-six year old always hanging on the eighth floor when he wasn’t supposed to.

“Ima take the stairs and meet you guys down there,” Keith said, before he rushed to the opposite side of the room to the stairwell. 

“Guys,” Cater whined as the doors shut once more. 

Downstairs, Mirai stood awkwardly next to a gaggle of women. He felt so out of place standing next to all of them in their cutesy skirts and frilly dresses, even their hair was curled and or pressed. And how could he forget their polished nails on dainty hands that held their teddy bears, roses, and chocolates. 

Then there, sticking out like a sore thumb, he was, a man all dolled up with a bouquet of flowers of his own. Mirai couldn’t help but feel a hint of jealousy at their flawless beauty. Why couldn’t he look that pretty like them with their soft skin and long eyelashes? Maybe he should have worn a skirt instead? 

Mirai sighed, shaking his head to somehow shake the thought away. He was fine, this was fine. He dressed up too in his suit and black and red rose pattern mesh button up. He had spent hours trying to perfect his eyeliner, and once he did, he chose pink eyeshadow that went perfectly with his flushed cheeks and pink lipgloss. He knew it did, because he had called Crewel before he left and he said so. 

Instead of a teddy bear, well, he did actually get a teddy bear, but it was with the soap set that came with bath bombs, face masks, lotions and oils, which was at Cater’s apartment, sitting on the living room coffee table. And as for chocolates, Cater hated sweets, so he improvised with dark chili chocolates for him to try and if that failed, Mirai got a fruit and cheese platter, which was also sitting in Cater’s apartment, chilling in his refrigerator of course. Fiddling with the petals of his bouquet of roses, wondering if it all was too much. 

And on a side note, Mirai really thought he would be late with how much of a hassle it was to get into the building itself. The guy at the gate gave him a hard time, and it wasn’t until Cater’s father had to explain that he was with him did the man let him in. After that, Mirai and Mr. Diamond had split ways in the lobby, the older man having something important to take care of, leaving Mirai in the lobby, which led him to his current problem. The woman at the front desk.

The woman gave him such a hard time for a while, questioning how he got past security, why he was there, and who for. Mirai argued with her for a good while, telling her that he was picking his lover up, just like everyone else and that yes, his visitor’s pass was valid. Mirai didn’t understand, all of the misses were here, so why couldn't he be? Mr. Diamond said it was okay, so what was so bad about him being here? 

She had finally stopped when one of the women stepped in, asking her why she was so adamant on trying to get Mirai to leave. And now said front desk woman, with the name tag that read “Mara,” was giving him the stank eye as she tapped away on her desktop computer. Mirai just hopped Cater or Mr. Diamond came back soon.

“So what do you and your boy have planned?” the woman from earlier asked.

Mirai startled a bit, not expecting her to ask him that, or anything for that matter, “I-I, h-how did you-”

“Oh please, Honey, no man makes himself look that pretty for a woman unless one of them swings the other way,” the woman laughed. “Also, I may not be the straightest woman here.”

“O-Oh,” Mirai chuckled nervously, “I tried my best. Uh, do you think it’s too much?”

“Not at all, hon, you look stunning,” she smiled. “You make me feel like I should have stepped up my game this morning, but then again, my Georgiana doesn’t like that shmancy stuff.”

“Don’t, don’t sell yourself short. To be honest, I was a little jealous at how pretty you guys were compared to me.”

“Please, you’re the best dressed out of everyone here.”

“Thanks,” Mirai muttered, flushing a pretty pink.

“You’re welcome,” the woman smiled, “I’m Xola by the way.”

“Mirai.”

A chime sounded through the lobby and immediately everyone perked up at the sound, their eyes honing in on elevators.

“Good luck,” Xola smiled.

“Back atcha,” Mirail nodded.

The elevator doors opened and Cater scanned the lobby, looking for the familiar blonde wolf cut and silver prosthetic. It didn’t take long for Cater to spot a constellation of freckles on rosy cheeks and eyes as bright as the stars.

“Mimi,” Cater gasped, running across the lobby.

“Cater,” Mirai shouted, matching Cater’s enthusiasm as he met the strawberry blonde halfway, wrapping his arms tightly around his neck.

Cater pulled back just enough to smash his lips into Mirai’s in a deep kiss, his hand reaching up the cradle the back of Mirai’s head, his fingers musing through his gelled tresses. Mirai sighed against Cater’s lips, his eyes closing in bliss. If his hands weren’t so full, Mirai knew his hands would be bunched up in Cater’s blazer by now. 

Cater finally pulled back after he had enough, the biggest grin on his face. “Hey Babydoll,” Cater muttered affectionately, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too,” Mirai chuckled. “Sorry I wasn’t able to come down for your Birthday. I could only get three days off.”

“I don’t care about that. You’re here now and that’s all that matters.”

“It does though,” Mirai whined, “ It was your twenty-fourth Birthday.”

“And you can make it up to me by coming to see me for your twenty-third. Now, Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Mirai smiled, wriggling out of Cater’s grasp to hand his gifts.

“Mimi,” Cater gushed, “thank you, baby. And don’t worry, yours are in the car.”

“It’s okay,” Mirai smiled, “I can wait.”

Cater looked at the bouquet and smiled fondly, “Ya’know, after all those years of painting the roses red, I’ve come to appreciate a fine red rose. I can tell these are good quality.”

Mirai chuckled, “Same here. I couldn’t just get any old rose, it just didn’t sit right. I felt as if Riddle would pop out of nowhere and collar me or something.”

The two of them fell into a fit of laughter at the image they conjured in their heads. 

“That’s Mimi?!” Lucas shouted, prompting an end to Mirai’s and Cater’s little moment, “You told me Mimi was a girl!”

“No I didn’t,” Cater said with a sardonic smile, “I said I was seeing someone and you assumed.”

“But his name is Mimi!”

“Yep. Short for Mirai.”

“Dude,” Lucas whined.

“Ignoring him,” Brooke said, pushing her way to the front of the group, “I think some introductions are in order.”

Cater took the time to introduce his colleagues to Mirai and vice versa. Mirai found the group to be very lively, and even with their different personalities, they somehow fit together perfectly. 

“You two have seriously been together since high school?!” Cecelia gushed, “That’s so cute! I wish me and my hubby were high school sweethearts.”

“I’m not sure if it counts, Cater mused, “we met during my third year, and by my fourth, I was doing my internships, and he was entering his Sophomore year.”

“It counts,” Brain nodded.

“Wait, how old was he when you two met?!” Tiffany asked.

“He was seventeen then,” Cater laughed.

“Oh.”

“I’m so proud of you, Cater,” Maddox cried, “my boy is becoming a man.”

“Maddy,” Cater whined, “stop it.”

Mirai chuckled at their antics.

“So how come I’m just learning you have a high school sweetheart?” Fabian asked.

“I told you I was seeing someone for a while,” Cater laughed. “You're the one who decided that I had an imaginary girlfriend.”

“As I said earlier, you wouldn’t show me pictures.”

“And since when did I have to?”

The two began to bicker when a thick accented voice spoke up, “So this is the fabled lover of Cater Diamond.”

Cater laughed awkwardly, looking up at Georgiana, “I didn’t know word got out that far.”

 “You two make a great couple.”

“Thx.”

“If only you’d told me it was Cater, I'd have given you some dirt on these guys, Mirai, no questions asked,” Xola laughed.

“Don’t you dare,” Keith shouted.

Cater’s colleagues began to converse amongst themselves, when Mirai checked the time. It was almost four-thirty, their dinner reservations were at five.

“Catie,” Mirai muttered, pulling at Cater’s sleeve, “We have to get going.”

Cater gasped. “Oopsies, sorry guys, but we gotta go if we wanna make our reservation. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

“Bye Cater, have fun,” Tiffany called.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Brooke shouted.

They made their way to Cater’s car, and Cater, ever the gentleman, opened Mirai’s door first, making sure he was seated, before shutting the door, and making his way to the driver's seat. 

“Here you go, Baby,” Cater muttered, kissing Mirai on his temple, as he handed Mirai a bouquet of pink and purple hydrangeas, a teddy bear and a box of chocolates. 

“They’re so pretty,” Mirai gushed, “Cater.”

“Of course, you only deserve the best.”

“And you got me lilies,” Mirai whispered, voice growing a little emotional, “Cater.”

Cater kissed Mirai on the head once more, “Don’t cry, Baby.”

“I’m not. I’m okay.”

Cater smiled softly, starting the car, and as he pulled out of his parking spot, the two of them spotted Mr. Diamond pulled out of his parking spot. Mirai waved with a big smile, his smile getting even bigger, if that was even possible, as Mr. Diamond waved back. 

“Have a good night, Mirai, Cater,” Mr. Diamond called from his open window, as he drove up to their car.

“You gonna go see mom?” Cater asked.

“Of course.”

“Good luck,” Cater called. “And give these to them for me?”

Mr. Diamond nodded, taking the flowers before diving off the lot.

“Let’s get going, shall we?”

The ride to the restaurant wasn’t a long one and after Cater switched his blazer for a red one and gave his keys to the Valet, they made it just in time. The restaurant was beautiful, decked out for the holiday with rose petals decorating the tables, white ribbons covered the chairs, and pink hearts decorated the windows. And you’d think it would look tacky, but it didn’t, somehow the restaurant made it work, the look giving it a romantic, classy feel. 

The dining room was packed with couples, each and everyone of them dressed to the nines. Mirai wondered how Cater even scored seats in a place like this.

“Good evening, Sir,” the hostess smiled, “May I have a name for your reservation?”

“Diamond,” Cater supplied.

After a second, the Hostess smiled, “Ah, here we are. Diamond, table for two. Alright, follow me if you please.”

Dinner went off without a hitch. Their table was on the indoor balcony that overlooked the rest of the restaurant and the city below through their floor to ceiling windows. They were served three courses starting with drinks and appetizers, which consisted of honey glazed prosciutto wrapped asparagus paired with a raspberry or cheese fondue sauce and for their drinks, sparkling cider since they had to drive home. 

For their next course, Cater had a brown butter steak and mashed potatoes, and for Mirai, a plate of their finest fettuccine chicken and broccoli alfredo. Over dinner, the two of them talked about anyone and anything. Mirai filled in how things were with living with Crewel and Grim, and how university was going. He talked about the last time he met up with Ace and Deuce and how they even went to visit Riddle and Trey. Mirai told Cater anything he thought was interesting. 

And Cater told him things in return. Cater talked about his department, his floor and everything they went on in the office. He talked about his sisters and his mother, he talked about his upcoming collaboration with Vil, and his hopeful future one with Idia and Kalim. 

Once dessert was served, things slowed down. The sun had long set, the food had settled in their bellies and with the looks Cater started giving Mirai over his glass of sparkling as he watched the blonde devour a piece of red velvet cheesecake, Mirai was ready to head out. 

“Ready, Babydoll?” Cater muttered with lidded eyes.

Mirai swallowed, feeling the telltale heat of a flush beginning to prickle at his cheeks, as he started back at Cater. The strawberry blonde smirked, putting down his glass to rest his cheek on his fist.

Mirai cleared his throat, but his words still came out hoarse, “Y-Yeah.” 

They paid, took the last piece of cake to go and made their way to the front of the building where the valet arrived with their car, and as they waited, Cater made sure to get as many pictures as he could. 

“Can we stop by somewhere before we go home?” Cater asked after a while of driving.

Mirai looked from his window to Cater, he couldn’t read the strawberry blonde’s expression, his face blank, eyes on the road.

“Sure. I don’t mind,” Mirai muttered finally, looking back at the city flying by. 

Cater drove around for some time and after a while, Mirai realized they were in the outskirts of the city, the amount of skyscrapers getting smaller, the amount of cars dwindling.

“Where are we going?” Mirai asked, looking out the windows.

“Surprise,” Cater smiled.

It wasn’t long after that they made their way to a scenic spot that overlooked the city. Here, they could see the stars in the sky, there were no bright lights outshining the galaxies above.

“Come sit,” Cater beckoned, crawling over the center console to sit in the back seat of his red convertible. 

“Cater,” Mirai giggled, crawling after Cater. 

Once he was back there, Cater wrapped the two of them in a blanket and pushed the button the dropped down the top.

“Why are we here?” Mirai asked, “What's going on?”

“Because it’s nice, and I can get some totally awesome pics for my Magaicam.”

Mirai shook his head, he guessed some things would never change. Cater snapped a bunch of pictures as Mirai stared at the cityscape below.

“Mimi?” Cater called.

“Yes?” 

“Cake?”

“I just had some. You tryna get me fat?”

“Well I do like feeding you,” Cater smirked. “Open?”

Mirai smiled, taking the fork into his mouth. The cake was sweet, creamy, and think, just what he liked in a good cheesecake. Eventually Mirai’s eyes wandered back to the city. Even from here, the city looked full of life. The red taillights dotted the roads, the white and gold lights from the buildings twinkled like stars, and above, the lights the warded off incoming planes pulsed like the city's heartbeat. Mirai agreed, this was nice.

“Mirai?” Cater whispered. 

“Huh?” Mirai answered, reluctant to take his eyes off the city.

“Jasper.”

Mirai’s head snapped away from the scenery for a second to see Cater holding a small red velvet box. Mirai froze, his heart stopping, his blood feeling as if ice was shot through his veins. He didn’t know what to do, but to sit there like a deer in headlights.

“Ca-Cater?” Mirai whispered, shakily.

“I-It-It’s not, it’s not what you think,” Cater stammered, face going cherry red. “Will you open it?”

Mirai shakily took the box from Cater’s hands, gently pulling the top up to reveal two simple gold bands with little flowers engraved on the outside, and in the center most flower, was one lone white rhinestone. On the inside of the rings were their names, Cater Diamond on one, and Mirai Jasper Yuhara on the other.

Mirai's lip quivered as he tried his best to take the ring out of the box, but he didn’t think he could without dropping it. “I can’t,” Mirai gasped a breath as he eyes filled with tears. 

“Here, let me,” Cater whispered, taking Mirai’s ring to loop a matching gold chain through it.

Mirai watched curiously as Cater did so, wondering what the gold chain was for. 

“I know you’re supposed to wear these on your left hand,” Cater muttered, before reaching around the blonde to clasp it around his neck, “but I wanted it so that when the time comes, you would be able to fit it on your right.”

Only then did Mirai’s eyes finally shed their tears, “Cater.”

“They’re promise rings, oh, well, you probably already knew that-wait did you? I-I-, this, this isn’t a proposal, well, not that kind of proposal. I wanted that one to be even more special, like #TheProposal, but I also wanted this one to be special, but not too special that it would outshine that one, and I-,” Cater stopped for a second, before laughing through his tears, “I’m not making any sense, am I?”

Mirai chuckled, voice muffled due to his emotions, “I-I-It’s, I understand you fully.”

“I-I’m so nervous,” Cater breathed, eyes misty, “I’ve never thought I’d be doing something like this. My life has never been stable, ya’know? I’ve moved around more times than I could count, gained and lost so many people who were close to me, and after a while, I stopped caring. I just knew everyone would disappear one day, so why try? If they were all gonna forget Cater one day, why not give them Cay-Cay instead?” 

Cater took a breath before continuing, “But that was before I met you. You made me want something stable, something permanent. You made me want to be me, to be Cater. And I want you.”

Mirai hiccuped at Cater words, and as Cater reached for his hands, Mirai sobbed, gripping them tightly.

“I can’t express how much I want this to be the real deal, but I can wait. I want you to finish school, I want you to find a place for yourself here in Twisted Wonderland. And then after all of that, we can think about actually tying the knot,” Cater chuckled. 

“I’d like that,” Mirai smiled, voice quivering.

“We can take our time, we can be young and dumb. We can make our mistakes, and find our place and who we are.”

“And then when we marry, we can get that house with the guest room, and the huge backyard?” Mirai asked.

“Yep, the one with the guest room for the guys, and the two car garage for our fancy cars.”

“With our dogs, and space to throw parties the whole street would envy?”

“And let’s not forget the giant walk in closet.”

The two of them fell into a fit of joyous laughter, the world and all of their worries seeming a world away. 

“Here,” Mirai eventually said, holding out the other band to Cater.

“You do it,” Cater smiled.

Mirai took his time and carefully slipped the gold band onto Cater's left hand. “There. Perfect.”

“Yeah, perfect,” Cater sighed, but he wasn’t looking at the ring on his finger. Mirai looked up and realized what he was implying, his face flushing.

 “I love you, Mirai,” Cater said, voice full of unbridled emotion. 

“I love you, too, Cater,” Mirai choked out.

Cater pulled Mirai in for a sweet kiss, like he was trying to convey his feelings with his body and soul. Mirai kissed him back, the same feeling of love and devotion. Cater pulled back seconds later, pressing his head to Mirai’s. Even if the kiss wasn’t a long one, it conveyed everything they wanted it to.

“So, selfies?” Cater asked.

“Yeah, selfies,” Mirai laughed.

Cater snapped as many pictures as he could between showering Mirai with love and affection, littering his face and anywhere he could get his lips on with kisses. Mirai felt as if he was floating. Yes this was only the beginning, and yes they did have a long way to go, but Mirai was fine with that, because had a promise to keep, and there’s no place he’d rather be, he was content with just simply basking in their shared happiness and adoration.

[tamelee]

Hi Tamelee ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡ I hope you’re doing good! I have a question for you:

What do you think Naruto and Sasuke’s home would look like? Like… would they live in an apartment, or a house? And where would they live, exactly?

Oh and of course, I love your art. I send you all of my support, thank you for all you creations, it makes me want to make progress in drawing! You deserve all the hot chocolate in the world

Have a good day! (＾▽＾)

Hi @fille-de-skroa !! (ﾉ´ з `)ノ💕

Hope you're doing good too dear ♡

So, I did think about this before, my first ‘Naru-tober’ drawing was inspired by a house that was in the place Konoha was inspired from. 

I don’t think it’d be an apartment since Sasuke especially would prefer some more space and Naruto, having lived in one would love to share a house with Sasuke I think. 

I would imagine that neither Naruto or Sasuke mind neighbors. Often in fanfiction Sasuke seems to live by himself in his old home or when SNS do live together it’s very isolated.. but let’s say they would be able to live together, also being Hokage/shadow-Hokage then I do think it would lean more toward a traditional Japanese style home Sasuke used to live in.

In ‘Boruto’ the homes they barely step foot in look like this:

As you can see these homes are very influenced by their "wives", since I doubt Naruto sends a clone to water the flowers and there is a reason Sasuke stopped wearing the Uchiha symbol, but I do think it would be somewhat of a mix between these two styles. 

So I think ‘modern traditional’, but with the feel of the house Sasuke’s childhood home used to have? Because for some reason these houses lack a lot of.. privacy or something. It’s very... directly-in-your-face, on display, hi-we're-a-family, -open. It lacks a proper garden (I guess) that I think they both would appreciate. 

Anyway I went to Google Earth and looked around in that place. (The place Konoha supposedly is based off of.) 

These homes look very similar. I think it would be something like that with neighbors and the street on one side and private space/garden on another. Kind of like this: 

Anime: Hyouka.

Then when it comes to interior.. the brightest thing in the whole house would be Naruto’s hair. Probably. And his clothes. (And personality.) 

From their childhoods they didn’t have much choice, nor was spending money on decorating their place a priority, but certain elements I think, they would take with them. (Neutral colors, wood, scrolls on the wall etc- Sasuke would not tolerate empty ramen cups on the floor..)

Since together it would definitely be a place to come home to comfortably, it would be more ‘lived in’. There will be a space that holds scrolls and other Ninja tools/material. (Like a library or collection corner/room.)

It holds somewhat true to Japanese architecture and I also think they both would appreciate open spaces and natural light.. especially Naruto. The many plants are definitely from him. Sasuke tried to keep things a bit more minimal, but in the end even he would bring things home that remind him of Naruto during missions/travels. Their home would feel very harmonious though, just like them. It’s calming even during times of chaos. 

Their home feels very personal and open. 

In the back you can look out into the garden and there will be a path that leads to the training grounds. 

Hey maybe by being Hokage/shadow Hokage they can have their own field and blow off some steam there. 

Yeah, something like this, perhaps? *-* Not too isolated, but a little privacy when needed as well. 

Anyway thank you for everything and your support always, ily, will always share my chocolate milk (I learned that some countries call it hot cocoa) with you ♡ hope you're well, stay healthy 💕💕🧡!

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

hi!! i got rlly worried abt your account being gone but you're here!! i was going ask u something in your other blog but i got a bit nervous but!!! here's my question is it ok if i continue the razzmatazz twins saga? like i have couple of headcanons that'll take place in the future that casey jr is in but i wanted to have permission if i can do so,,, wish u a good night/day

☆ｏ(＞＜；)○ -shigg

oh my goshness, hi there!!

awww, first off - thank you for your concern!! :(( omg, I'mma be real — I get thrown off seeing new fellas just, coming out of the woods inquiring about me, but it's all welcome! <3 maybe I should let it be known that I'm @//zeepziesdiary, hm?? put it in my bio or something 😆

ah but back to bizz! I don't mind at all!! in fact, I'd love to read it when you post it! :3 just make sure to credit me somewhere in there, yeah? 🥰

other than that, she's all yours to continue! ahhhh, I love my lil razzmatazz twins . . . I'm so sad it got lost! 😭I'd love to see a revival.

ooh and just a heads-up! my catalyst for the razzmatazz twins was a gift of sorts for my good friend @normal-internet-user , she also added some lore to it. I'm just puttin her here to let her know what's up! ^^

bottom line shawty! for the most part, I'd love to see what you come up with!! go for it! reach for the stars! that's what the razzmatazz twins would tell ya!! 🧡

[demonworldwritings]

Growing Serenity🌷

C/W: None💖

Characters: Gardener|Alisa Woods, Night Watch|Brutus, Enchantress|Mary Dorval (Entomologist|Grace Ruiz, Postman|Andrew Valentine mentioned)

A/N: First fic here and it’s gonna be a wholesome one (⌒‿⌒)! Consider this my "Brutus gets therapy" fic

(;￣ー￣川. Anyway, enjoy! (Also Brutus has a humanoid design/figure in this au as a heads up, kind of a gijinka for him) also I’ll explain the Obake V au at some point, there’s just a lot to it

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'Meet me in the greenhouse as soon as you can! I have something I’d like to show you! Also there will be another person there, hope you don’t mind! See you soon! ~Alisa Woods' That was the letter Brutus just received from Andrew. It was strange to him. He never figured he would get any type of invitation from anyone. Who would want to be around him? He figured it would be rude to not accept the offer though. He was admittedly curious as to what the gardener could’ve wanted to show him. But who was this other person? These were the thoughts he was having while walking down to the greenhouse, waving to some of the other hunters that were in the living room. After getting to the greenhouse, he was about to open the door when-

"Oh, Brutus! Hi!” Mary exclaimed. She looked somewhat in a hurry, but not in a bad way, more so in an excited way. Was this the other person Alisa was talking about?

"Hello Mary. Did you get a letter from Alisa too?" Brutus asked, walking slightly away from the door while Mary walked over to it.

"Yeah I did. She said she wanted to show me something." Mary replied. 'Did she just send the same letter to both of us? What could she want?' Brutus thought before Mary opened the door to the greenhouse. The sun was very bright today, so the two had to shield their eyes a little to be able to see properly.

"Hey you two! Over here!" Alisa shouted. She was pushing a tote with what seemed to be bags of flower seeds inside.

"Hey Alisa, what did you want to show us?" Mary asked, walking down the steps into the greenhouse proper. Brutus was still standing at the top of the steps and gave a small wave to Alisa.

"Well I did some digging around the manor with Grace…" Alisa rummaged through the tote before holding out a bag of bellflower seeds with both of her hands "and it turns out there’s a bunch of different types of flower seeds around here!". She looked very proud of herself by making this discovery.

"And these are just one of many!" She put the seeds back into the tote before pushing it closer to where Mary was standing "how about you both come and take a look? I have all of the other supplies for you two!". Mary walked over to the tote with Brutus following shortly afterwards, finally going down the steps.

"Was this all you wanted to show us?" Brutus asked. He quickly realized how this may have sounded rude so he backed up and put his hands up, as if he was surrendering "not trying to be rude! I just wanted to know…".

"Well this wasn’t all I wanted…" Alisa said before walking back towards the empty flowerbeds and picking up a gardening towel "I wanted for you guys to try gardening! Alongside finding those seed packets…" She turned around and made a small hole in the soil "Grace and I found that the soil was perfect for growing anything seemingly year round! Guess it’s just another strange magical element this place has."

"Out of curiosity, why did Grace even care for any of this?" Mary asked, she had also picked out a bag of scabiosa seeds.

"Well she wanted to know if she could possibly plant anything to attract insects to answer your question." Alisa responded. She gestured Mary over to the flowerbeds and showed her where the other tools were so she could get them.

"Oh Brutus, did you find anything you liked?" Alisa asked while walking over to Brutus who was still rummaging through the tote.

"These look nice…" Brutus said, holding up a bag of cosmos seeds "but are you sure you want for me to do this? I don’t want to ruin anything…" Brutus said, looking slightly down and concerned

"Of course I want for you to do it! I think it’d be a nice thing for you to try!" Alisa exclaimed, looking very hopeful "now come on! I’ll show you where you can start." Alisa said while guiding Brutus over to the flowerbed next to Mary’s. The three spent most of the rest of the day gardening. With Brutus finding a new hobby, and group of friends that he could spend his time with.

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[killingkier]

made a lil wallpaper for the vibes ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

pov: you’re a councilor at Crystal Lake in the early 90s who’s really good with the campers — you also are the only staff member who isn’t afraid of the rumored killer in the woods.

[6ickly]

[falseandrealultravival]

Today's workshop(prose)

On December 23rd, I attended a workshop to make a key chain using a piece of wood. I made 3 of them, starting from the right:

1) In the old character of my name “Rei:礼”, “Rei：禮”, I put ”Shimesu-hen:示” below the character “Toyo：豊”to make it symmetrical. I made it a character and made it an amulet. I drew a sketch with a pencil and made grooves with a "hot iron".

2) Regarding the half-moon board, I made a MOON (moon) with a sticker, but there was no "O" between "M" and "N", so I used two bees as an "O".

3) Finally, Lao Tzu's words, "Knowing contentment is always enough" I drew a draft on a board painted black, scraped it with an electric screwdriver, and then colored the grooves with a red felt-tip pen. I was surprised when it turned gold.

The above three types were popular with women, and 2) was the most popular, especially because they could hear the bee's "boom-boom" sound (pronounced like the moon). Was it a good thing that I chose bees by chance? Considering this, the honey made by bees is related to the honeymoon, so the relationship between bees and the moon also emerges here.

今日のワークショップ（散文詩）

去る１２月２３日、某所で木片を使ったキーホルダーを作るワークショップに参加しました。私は３つ作りましたが、右からそれぞれ

１）私の名の「礼」の旧字「禮」のうち、「豊」の字の下に「示す扁」を持ってきて、左右対称の文字とし、魔除けにしました。鉛筆で下絵を描き、「焼きごて」で溝をつけました。

２）半月状の板について、ＭＯＯＮ（月）をシールで作りましたが、「Ｍ」と「Ｎ」の間の「Ｏ」がなかったので、ミツバチ２羽を「Ｏ」と見立てました。

３）最後に、老子の言葉「足るを知るの足るは常に足る」を黒く塗られた板に下書きし、電動ドライバーで削ったあと、赤いサインペンで溝を彩色しましたが、なんと金色になって驚きました。

以上３種は女性諸氏に人気がありましたが、とくに２）、ミツバチの「ブーン・ブーン」（ムーンに類似した発音で）という羽音も聞こえるとの評価で、もっとも人気がありました。偶然ミツバチを選んだことが良かったのでしょうか。そう考えると、ミツバチが作る蜂蜜（honey）はハネムーン（蜜月）に関係するものですから、ここでもミツバチと月の関連性が浮かび上がります。

(2016.12.25)

[sso-montana]

05. Which Horse is your favorite? Do you own said horse, or are you simply dreaming of buying it?

28. Which character from the game do you hate with your entire existence? Why?

29. What's your favorite location in the game? Is it even available yet, or do you yearn for it from different games/mediums?

HELLO HI JUNI lots of hugs to you ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

05. Which Horse is your favorite? Do you own said horse, or are you simply dreaming of buying it?

->my favorite has to be the Irish cob. They just look so fluffy and cuddly and adorable I love them. Shire is a close second tho and 3rd place are Jorvik wilds. I like my horses big and floofy :3

28. Which character from the game do you hate with your entire existence? Why?

-> Jon Jarl, next question.

29. What's your favorite location in the game? Is it even available yet, or do you yearn for it from different games/mediums?

->the mystics part of wild woods has got to be my favorite. It has water and some higher areas and everything I love and I'd like to live in a secluded cottage there instead of society ;-;

[pastriibunz]

A Concise List Of Everything I’ve Said Is Kai Coded

This Emoticon: =]

These: ^ - ^ , （╹◡╹）, (^▽^) , ✌︎('ω'✌︎ ) , ♪───Ｏ（≧∇≦）Ｏ────♪

This outfit:

(not me but @chillibeanos) Johnny Cage from Mortal Kombat

(not me but @chillibeanos) All of the songs from the musical Chicago

Newsies, specifically “Carrying The Banner”

Will Wood

This Post:

The song “Paper Bag” by Fiona Apple

Emmet from The Lego Movie

(not me but @local-soda-can) Unikitty from The Lego Movie

The songs “Sweet Hibiscus Tea” and “Lavender” by Penelope Scott

The songs “Curses” and “The Moon Will Sing” by The Crane Wives

This Image:

This flag:

I’ll find more and update

[creativebeansofchaos]

Thorin x Y/n Part 2

I woke up to the sound of dwarves leaving Mr. Baggins’s home. Looking down for the roof I see them begin to head out of town. Thorin was leading the group. “Damn he looks fine as hell,” I whispered to myself as I got from my grass bed and grabbed my bag from the front porch. I ran after them and ahead of them as they stopped for some supplies in town. I had left my mount on the outskirts of the shire because she usually scared people. You see when I was young I found a moth with a broken wing and it turns out that it was not a moth at all. But what Gandalf calls “An unimaginable trickster of many faces.”

This moth, in other words, was a shapeshifter so we became friends over the years and now he usually played the part of my mount. His favorite form to keep is a moth, explaining why I found him the way I did. But because of this, my mount is a giant moth or a moth-looking horse.

“Dau’atz” I called out when l got into the woods that surrounded the shire. I hear load flapping before I see him. Smiling I reach up towards him smiling. When he gets closer to me he gets smaller and smaller so that he can sit comfortably on my shoulder or in my hair. We had agreed it would be better if the company don’t know about him. I hear the footsteps of horses and the idle chatter of dwarves before I see them. I walked out in front of the company and happened to trip directly in front of Thorin’s pony. This was definitely not planned. （ｏ。ｏ；）

So that I could say “well look at that it seems like I really am falling for you.” In my defense, I did get a better reaction than I thought I would get. He still scowled BUT I think he also blushed a little. Maybe...

  whatever.

  Kili and Fili who had heard what I said burst out laughing. I smiled as I got up from the ground and walked over to my horse that Gandalf had been dragging along beside his. He gave me an annoyed look once I was up on the horse. “must you always act like a child?” (≖_≖ ) I shrugged at him and continued to ride along with the rest of the group. Fili and Kili road up on either side of me and smiled at each other before stating.

  “So you like Uncle.” ( ͡≖ ͜ʖ ͡≖) Thorin had clearly heard them because his back went rigid and all three of us noticed. I smirked at both of them before loudly saying.

  “I MEAN WHAT'S NOT TO LIKE.” I gestured in front of me at him and continued. “COLD, BROODING, PROBABLY HATES ME. THIS IS TRUE ROMANCE RIGHT HERE.” It was really hard to keep a straight face through this especially when Kili added in.

“DON’T WORRY Y/N I AM SURE HE WILL WARM UP TO YOU EVENTUALLY. IN THE MEANTIME WE CAN JUST CALL YOU AUNTIE.” This was when we lost all composure losing it laughing. Most if not all the other dwarves laughed along and those who didn’t at least gave a small chuckle only to make things worse Thorin spun around in his saddle, face red, pointing directly at Kili and boomed “YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING.”

  Raising his hands in surrender he said “ Alright, Alright. but I think Auntie should have a say in it.” This man practically growled and glared at me. “Don’t be mad at me.” ٩(⊙‿⊙)۶  

We continued to ride for a little while until we heard Mr. Baggins’s voice yelling. “wait, wait, I signed it. I signed it!” He ran towards us holding a contract (I assume they gave him) over his head. Handing the contract to Balin who looked at it overseeing that everything was in order. I looked over at Thorin and he looks even angrier than before.

  We continued down the small forest path leading up away from the shire.  Dau’atz began to flutter around my head. Board out of his mind.

  “Y/n” He whined, “You didn’t tell me this trip would take so loooonnnnng.”

“Dau we have been on the road for maybe an hour we have like months more of traveling to do so get used to it.”

  “but this form is so small.”  (≖_≖ )

I gave small laugh drawing Thorin’s attention I gave him a small smile before turning back to the moth (Dau’atz) “look what you did now he thinks I am a weirdo”

End of Part 2

Whenever Y/n is talking to Dau’atz while he is in a moth form big or small she is using the moth language Gandalf speaks in. In the Movie

[nolawritesfanfics-deactive]

Hello there!! Can I request perhaps Razor and Venti (separate) with a fem s/o who wants to have a baby with them? If you’re comfy with this, thank you so much!!!

aa hello!! I love writing Genshin characters as parents, I just feel like they’d all be so supportive. Razor may be a little OOC since I haven’t done much research on him yet 😅 lmk if there’s any mistakes!

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Razor and Venti With a fem!s/o Who Wants to Have a Baby With Them

Razor:

I definitely feel like Razor would be up for it, especially since he’s probably seen many of his wolf friends have pups. (And since wolves have a mating season that would probably make him even more chill with it)

I also think he’d love the idea of having a family, especially with someone he loves.

Would get s u p e r blushy when talking about it {>v<}

The sun was setting in wolvendom. You and Razor had gone wolfhook picking, which was a tradition between the two of you. A few stars were poking through the clouds, decorating the pink sky with sparkles.

As you walked you became more and more aware of your surroundings. The longer you walked, the more you noticed. For example, the foxes sprinting through the woods with their pups, the birds nesting in the trees around you, and most of all, Razor’s hand holding yours.

The moment was right, and you were sure that you wanted this. You finally decided to ask the question that you had been holding in for so long.

“Razor, can we have a baby?”

Razor looked at you, tilting his head in confusion. When he had finally processed what you said, a blush exploded on his cheeks. He knew that many of his wolf friends had pups, but he never thought that he might have one someday.

“Ra- Razor? Are you okay??” You asked, snapping him out of his spiral.

Suddenly, Razor ran towards you, pouncing before trapping you in a bone crushing hug.

He had never had a real family before. He wanted one, but above all, he wanted one with you. You were his home, his comfort. And even though he may not fully understand that feeling, he knows that he likes it, and he knows that he likes you.

“Razor… Razor wants that too.” He whispered to you, nuzzling his face into your neck.

You smiled as you placed the basket of berries down and wrapped your arms around his neck. Raising kids would be a tiring, amazing experience, and there’s no one else you’d rather do it with.

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Venti:

He would be so 👏 freaking 👏 excited 👏 to 👏 have 👏 a 👏 kid👏

He would probably prepare everything long before he knows you’re pregnant.

Since he’s lost so many people he loves in the past, he would promise that he would always protect yours and his child.

Vanessa’s tree has seen many happenings, whether they have been tragic or happy or strange. It has seen many leaders, friends, and lovers in its lifetime.

Though the tree has seen many things happen to many people, the tree has never seen anything like this happen to the beloved anemo archon.

Two people lay beneath the tree, watching the sun sparkle through the leaves. A calm wind is blowing, carrying the pleasant smell of flowers to the citizens of Mondstadt, and the animals venturing over Windrise.

You opened your eyes, and turned your head to look at Venti, who was slowly strumming his lyre. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t contain the nervousness churning in your stomach.

Finally, you decided to say what was on your mind. Sitting up straight, you organized your thoughts, and opened your mouth to speak.

“Venti, I want a baby.”

Venti’s eyes widened as he looked at you. In the course of your relationship, babies weren’t something you had officially discussed yet, but your longing for one was hinted at over time.

In truth, Venti loved the idea of being a father. Just the thought of having a mini archon version of him and you running around made his heart melt. And now, that wish may come true.

“You- you do?” He responded, his voice dripping with excitement.

“I do.” She said, smiling.

Suddenly, Venti leaped towards you, wrapping his arms around your body and squeezing you like there was no tomorrow. You laughed and rested your head on his shoulder as your arms snaked around his waist.

When Venti pulled away, small tears of joy were welling up in his eyes. “I promise to protect both of you for as long as I live!” You grinned and rested your forehead on his. Cupping his cheeks you whispered, “Thank you, Venti... I know you’ll be the best father in Teyvat.”

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