#I really hope you like this nikka!!!!

[kevjrr]

For @krocodilf❤️

Charles Leclerc x Vincent Van Gogh

[sohmiya]

You're making me want to get into Tokyo Revengers. Why are all their character designs so cool? Is it good? I might pick up the manga. 👀👉👈

SHUTTTTT OMG WHO IS THIS :&/&-@.’s/&./@ okok listen i’m gonna be absolutely biased about this but if you’re into gangs and found family and just a whole mess in general i think you’re gonna enjoy tokrev!!! and yes pls the characters are also vvvv pretty and lovable <333

if you wanna watch the anime it’s on netflix and season two will start in january i think??? anyways it’s my comfort animanga without the comfort but at least i get to choose what makes me mentally ill 🥰

[mysteria157]

Chapter 3

Pairing: Nanami Kento x Black Fem Reader

Word Count: ~4k

CW: Profanity, drinking,

Summary: Flashback chapter. When it comes to work, Nanami likes to follow a specific code for people like you. And he would like to think it’s working so far. But one too many drinks and things change.

Notes: Hi! Thank you all for sticking through. Reblogs, likes, or comments are always appreciated but not necessary <3 I hope you enjoy reading!

Divider: @cafekitsune

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It Had To Be You Masterlist

“Nanamin! I didn’t think you would show up!”

Gojo’s tall form stood out in the crowd of the izakaya, sunglasses covering his abnormally bright eyes.

Nanami normally didn’t do this kind of thing. At least not as frequently as Gojo and his coworkers. But after the stressful week and being ‘forced’ by Yaga to participate in this last event to close out the summit, a whiskey (or three) seemed to be the only incentive for getting this night over with.

“I had no choice. And stop calling me that.” Nanami sat himself down at the large table that was already crowded with his coworkers.

Gojo slid a glass of liquid toward Nanami, the contents dark brown and the smell already hitting his nose with the promise of an escape.

“I got you the most expensive whiskey on the menu.”

He took a small sip, lifting an eyebrow in surprise as the Nikka whiskey hit his lips.

“Thank you.”

“Nanami, you’re looking exceptionally fed up tonight.”

Like Nanami and Gojo, Geto Suguru rose to the status of Director of Research and Competition within a few years of joining the company. He wasn’t as loud and annoying as Gojo, but for some reason they stuck together like glue. While he didn’t have the alien beauty like Gojo, he was unique in looks in his own way. An unusual purple hue painted his irises, sharper facial features, long black hair that was either half up or pulled back into a bun and bangs that never seemed to be in control. Geto didn’t have to loudly boast about his intelligence or prowess at work, his efforts spoke in the things he produced. And even though both him and Gojo were probably certifiably insane, Geto provided some sort of moral compass to Gojo that Nanami never really understood.

He gave Nanami a relaxed smile, eyes closing before he threw back a shot of sake.

“I know you’re probably fed up with this summit. Most of us are.”

“Something like that.” 

“This entire week has been fucking annoying.” Gojo spoke around his straw before taking another long sip of what looked like a stawberry—most likely virgin—daiquiri. “Team building exercises don’t help your work improve if your IQ is already in hell.” Geto snickered, elbowing him playfully before turning his attention to people watch. “The branch from Sendai are the only ones who made it fun.”

“Do you even know their names besides Omelia’s?”

Even though Geto’s eyes were elsewhere, his comment still made Gojo choke on his drink, blue eyes blinking rapidly and cheeks flushing before he began arguing with his friend.

As they fought with one another, Nanami pulled in a long sigh, pressing the cold glass to his lips and taking another long gulp. The alcohol stung in a good way as it slid down his throat, soothing away his discontent and slowly providing a thin veil over his irritated nerves. More of their coworkers filtered into the izakaya, ordering drinks and yakitori and plunging the large table into a loud hum of socialization.

Shoko Ieiri, while not a coworker, was a lifelong friend of Geto’s and sat herself next to him and immediately began complaining about her day of work at her clinic. Her eyes held a naturally sleepy look to them, a permanent expression of boredom unless she was smoking a cigarette.

“Stop smacking me you fucker.” Geto’s naturally low and soft spoken voice chastised him around a chuckle. He fluffed Gojo’s hair, intentionally rough as he tried to fix the naturally messy snow white locks. Gojo whined, smacking his hands away. “Let me fix your hair. Omelia is coming over and you look like a whore.”

“Maybe she likes whores.”

Geto snorted, pulling off Gojo’s sunglasses.

“If she did, you would be with her by now.”

Nanami watched as you and Omelia walked into view. Shoko called for you immediately, pulling your body into the empty seat next to her and asking you a barrage of questions. Shoko was a physician and when she wasn’t at the clinic up the street from the office, she would eat with Geto and Gojo during her lunch breaks. You and her had formed a quick friendship and like everyone else in the office, seemed to be taken with you immediately.

The hum of the izakaya grew louder, salarymen and salarywomen filtering in from their long days at work and ready to start the weekend.

Yuji’s loud and playful voice called out to you as he took the last empty seat next to you, beating Omelia to the punch. Megumi sagged in the seat next to Nanami, offering a soft greeting before turning away to listen to Kugisaki ramble.

The fact that there were no more empty seats next to you was Gojo’s defense that he gave to Omelia which caused her to roll her eyes and sink into the chair next to him.

Yuji, as angelic and optimistic as ever, gazed at you innocently. Even at twenty-two, he held a childlike demeanor that could do no wrong no matter how ill someone treated him.

“You look so pretty, y/n!”

It wasn’t like he was incorrect. Your normally curly hair that was pulled into a low bun hung down your back, cascading over your shoulders and shining in the low light of the room. The long sleeve black dress accentuated your curves, a high slit on one side that exposed the creamy expanse of your brown leg. Dark brown eyes were touched with a simple wing of eyeliner, your full lips dressed in clear lip gloss.

The effect of everyone turning their heads to you at the office bled in the public eye as well.

Nanami took a large gulp of his whiskey, draining the contents and using the burn in his throat to look away from you. He flagged down a waiter for another.

This was going to be a long night.

He should have known that you would be trouble when he met you in the conference room that day. Everyone seemed to gravitate towards you in whatever way they could, trying to have you on their team during events at the summit, offering to have lunch with you, and even going out of their way to openly flirt. You didn’t seem to recognize the flirting, as it seemed the only thing you could think about was work.

That’s all you talked about was work. Creating brand messages, communicating about projects with other agencies and branches, wanting to spearhead almost every activity.

Trying so, so hard.

Just like the others who used this asinine week-long event as a means to move up the ranks. It wasn’t like it was bad to network and get one’s foot in the door. But in Nanami’s experience, almost everyone would use whatever they could just for a promotion. Year after year, a junior level associate would walk into his office with the same shy and reserved look on their face, uttering the same request to work alongside him to gain new experience.

He gave each of them a chance. If others could see his work as potential to learn more, he would do what he could to help them out.

But their secrets always unraveled eventually. Nanami may seem aloof to others, but he was far from it. As the only director in Marketing Operations who had a strong personal and professional relationship with the VP of the department, Nanami was the best route to make their way to Yaga.

One on one meetings with Nanami started out innocent, their eyes bright and ready to prove themselves. But within days those eyes gave way to their true nature; greed, deception, and lust.

I really think Masamichi-san would love this proposal I’ve been thinking about, would you be willing to give it to him?

I really think Masamichi-san would work well with our VP in Osaka. I can relay a few ideas to him if you schedule me in a meeting?

I’m free tonight, want to get dinner? I have some ideas that I really think Masamichi-san would like?

You look like no one has…taken care of you in a long time. You get me in a conference room with Masamichi-san and I’ll make it worth your time.

They were all the same and it came to a head last year. An associate from Nagoya who Yaga had insisted work with Nanami throughout the week, took pictures of documents on his desk when he was not looking. Weeks work of project planning. It was the first project that Yuji was allowed to take control of, and he so worked hard, poured himself into overtime almost every day to draft everything from his own hands. All those documents suddenly appeared slightly changed during companywide presentations before Yuji could officially release his work. All of his dedication, wasted. Nanami had no way of proving who it was without launching a full investigation that didn’t have definitive evidence. He wanted to. He was prepared to pick Nagoya apart. But Yuji insisted that it wasn’t worth it, that the fight meant nothing when he wasn’t even a full-time associate anyway. After watching Yuji’s confidence waver, Nanami vowed to never allow it to happen again. Would never let his guard down and give others a chance. He got to his position on his work and his work alone. Entertaining deceit would no longer be tolerated.

You were just like the rest when you walked into Nanami’s office that first day. Manicured hands clutching a manila folder of documents as you uttered the same words as everyone else year after year.

You were hesitant and shy, quiet in your own way as Nanami pulled up his walls to make you uncomfortable.

You didn’t take his words well, your face displaying a varying amount of emotions as you professionally called him out for his rudeness.

But the minute Nanami downgraded your prowess—a small offhanded comment insinuating you knew nothing—you were immediately angry. Those brown eyes were stormy with rage and disrespect as you told him off in what was possibly the most professional way he ever imagined.

Don’t look so put out.

Saying it twice doesn’t make you sound smarter.

You were curt and biting with your words, the sound of the door slamming only making Nanami gape openly at no one. His stomach had simmered with a feeling of regret, small enough to make him feel as if he had overstepped but not insistent enough to apologize.

This was better. To keep you away as much as possible and keep everyone out of Nanami’s hair.

The second glass of whiskey had Nanami’s body warm, the fuzziness of a nice buzz making his skin tingle. You were talking animatedly with Yuji, showing him memes on your phone that had him red in the face, his giggles echoing in the air.

“Nanamin!” Yuji called out to him, his body shaking around giggles. “Look at this meme! I know you don’t laugh much but I think even you would like this. Show him, y/n!”

You faltered, your small hand clutching your phone before you slid it to Nanami’s still form. His eyes lingered on you for a moment too long, your eyes catching his before they narrowed and you looked away. Nanami glanced at your phone, offering a small noise before you pulled your hand away.

You avoided talking to him for most of the night, choosing instead to socialize with Yuji and Shoko who were more than enough stimulation for even the shyest person. Despite your extroverted nature in the office, you were great at avoiding Nanami at every chance you could. Group activities had you on opposite teams, and when you did have to work together, you were exceptional at talking to everyone as if he didn’t exist.

Not that he cared. Someone who was only focused on work made no sense to him.

Nanami didn’t particularly like his job, but he was good at it and the pay was exceptional. It was the best chance for him to retire at an early age and enjoy the rest of his life in wealth and peace. But he was steadfast with his boundaries. Clock in at 8am, work hard throughout the day, and clock out no later than 5pm. No more and no less. Working overtime suited no one but the higherups who were relaxing at home while their colleagues slaved away in an office.

It was pointless to give all of one’s energy after the clock into something that no one would appreciate unless it was to make themselves look better.

You with your smiles and your wit, offering suggestions that went against the grain of normal routine drove Nanami insane. He refused to entertain proposals that targeted clients outside of what was discussed, going out of his way to openly oppose during summit events. He hated the thought of analyzing data that focused on something completely out of scope and was sure to vocalize that at every opportunity he could before even reading what you suggested. Your glares only fueled him, made him work harder to shoot your ideas down. Because every other person before you did the same thing and it never worked. It never fucking worked. You were completely turning things around.

But everyone ate it up, even Yaga who did nothing but shower you with praise.

It drove him mad and he couldn’t stand you for it.

It didn’t help that you looked the way you did; chocolate, creamy brown skin and deep brown eyes. Long curly hair and soft curves that filled out every outfit you were. It was maddening that the person who worked so hard for everyone else smelled like Black Opium when you walked through the halls. Your sharp and loud laugh should have made his ears bleed, but he hated how quickly his stomach clenched at the sound, fueling something he didn’t want to acknowledge. 

A frustrating and unnecessarily hardworking woman wrapped in the most alluring body he had seen in a very long time.

God, he couldn’t stand you. And it was your presence that made Nanami drink harder.

After his fourth whiskey, Nanami had reached a point he swore to never be at again since his freshman year of college. Geto was more wild back then and because Gojo never drank, Geto compensated. One party, the only party Nanami decided to entertain and he was so drunk that he woke up naked in his bathtub.

He swore he wouldn’t do it again.

But the warm feeling in his veins was wrapping around him like a blanket, relaxing his normally stoic features and tinting his upper chinks pink. The heat of the room made him shed his jacket hours ago, his long sleeve shirt clung to his skin and showed off muscles he normally kept hidden during work.

You weren’t fairing any better, the heat making you pull your long curls atop of your head into a messy bun. Too many shots of sake had you laughing throughout the night with Yuji and Shoko, your own cheeks a slight color darker from the effects of alcohol.

“You’re so smart, y/n!” Yuji had sputtered the same compliment for the millionth time that night, his hands nursing a water that Megumi had forced him to have. “You re-remind me of Nanamin. He taught me ‘verything I know.” Your features softened as you rubbed Yuji’s back before forcing more water down his throat. “But Nanamin, you need to listen to y/n’s ideas. Sh-she’s damn smart. I wish she was at our br-branch.”

“I’ve heard all of her ideas, Yuji.” Nanami’s voice was loose, his normal title of Itadori-kun gone after his second glass of whiskey.

“And you don’t like them!” Yuji’s blubbered at Nanami; his eyelids heavy as he pointed an empty chicken skewer in his direction.

“You’re right, Yuji. I don’t.” Nanami watched as your drunken expression morphed into anger. “Reworking a system that has been nothing but efficient makes no sense, wastes resources, and does nothing for no one.” He picked up his glass, languidly sipping on his drink as he watched your expression grow darker and darker. “I don’t mean to hurt your feelings. I’m sure you worked very hard trying to assert yourself this week. Yaga definitely noticed.”

“Nanamin!”

You clutched your glass of water, small fingers flexing and contemplating dumping the contents onto Nanami’s face. But instead you stood up abruptly, alarming everyone at the table before collecting your purse and storming from the izakaya.

Nanami sighed deeply, finishing the contents of his glass as Yuji fussed at him.

The cold air from outside brought a small shock to your system as you stumbled into an alley behind the izakaya. You were drunk. Incredibly and uncharacteristically drunk and the brick wall you slumped into seemed to provide stable ground for your vision to stop swimming.

You shouldn’t have drunk that much, especially around so many people you weren’t familiar with and Omelia across the table who was unable to scold you into sobriety.

But being across from Nanami, watching him talk casually with Megumi, Shoko, and Yuji only made you angry. Because while his tongue loosened and his serious expression melted away into relaxation, you only thought about day after day of his snide remarks. Of his offhanded comments that slid off of you around everyone else but hurt to a degree that made your eyes sting. They were simple suggestions, but still suggestions you had spent months analyzing and putting together with Jin. You worked hard and hoped to make an impression during the summit and everyone else loved what you brought. But not him. And it was hard to get anything rolling if one of the most important associates in the room disagreed. 

Fucking Nanami Kento with his perfectly combed hair, odd glasses and sharp features that had your stomach curling in arousal and distaste.

You had never felt more stupid than when he was in the room. And he was a crush?

God you needed therapy.

The anger simmered in your gut as you tried to get your thoughts in order, your mind swimming.

The hotel was only a block away, walking could sober you up a little and spare you the pain of having to see anyone else’s face to ask for a ride. But you needed to text Ome. You opened your purse, reaching inside to fish for your phone before the strap slipped from your fingers and your purse spilled its contents on the cold and wet ground.

“Fuck!”

You wobbled onto your knees, your dress getting wet as you drunkenly fumbled for the contents that were askew on the ground.

You worked so hard. So fucking hard. And the one person you thought would be even minutely impressed had been nothing but cold, heartless, and so very mean. So unnecessarily mean.

Your lip began to wobble, eyes filling with tears and chest clenching tight as you willed the feeling to go away. Just get to the hotel. Lock yourself in your room, stagger into a hot bath, sob into the sheets and worry about the hangover later.

Your favorite tube of lipstick rolled away from you, skittering on the uneven pavement as you pressed further on your knees and fumbled to grab it.

Your blood ran cold as a large pale hand reached down to grab it instead.

“What are you doing?”

You tried to ignore the butterflies in your stomach from the deep timbre in his voice, snatching the lipstick from him.

“Do you care?”

You struggled onto your feet, ignoring the hand outstretched to help you as you sagged against the wall behind you. He didn’t speak, looking down at you with an expression you couldn’t quite place. His usual perfectly parted hair was slightly ruffled, a few strands falling in front of his face and adding a roughness you wished didn’t affect you. He had forgone the glasses for tonight, giving you a clear view of brown eyes, which didn’t help because it only made his face more real, more mystifying and more handsome.

Your stomach did another flip, unsettling you to a degree that had your mind scrambling. You made a mental note to call a psychiatrist as soon as you landed in Sendai.

“Like I said, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Pulling in a slow breath, you glared at him harder, hoping to convey that even in your drunken stupor you would smack him in the face if you needed to.

“What do you want, Nanami?”

He didn’t remark on your anger, choosing instead to gesture to the door behind him.

“You should come back inside. It’s cold out here.”

You scoffed, the desire to slap him growing more incessant by the second.

“Why? So you can make it seem like you apologized? Make Yuji feel better so you can go to bed tonight with a guilt free conscience? I don’t want you offering me half-assed help to make yourself feel better.” His eyes narrowed, foggy irises melting slowly. “You don’t know anything about me. You haven’t tried to learn anything about me, and you’ve been nothing but rude and nasty to me at every opportunity.”

He walked closer, tall form encroaching your space that made you press your back against the wall. The rapid beating of your heart was pounding in your ears as you refrained from showing any sign of want.  

“Why do you care so much about my opinion?”

“I—” You opened your mouth to retort, falling short as your foggy mind tried to formulate a sentence to throw him off.

Because he’s the most efficient and hardworking man you have ever met. 

Because you’ve climbed the ranks with no help at all and you would give anything to gain experience from him.

Because he's hot as hell.

He sighed heavily, a large hand pressing against the wall behind you, towering over your form as he looked down at you. You were used to his stiff stature, clipped responses and stoic demeanor. But right now…right now Nanami was radiating something that made your core clench. You pressed your thighs together, doing everything you could to stave off the arousal that was flaring dangerously. The alcohol wasn’t helping, you could have easily shot him another crude remark and walked the other way.

“You’re drunk.” You tried to slow your breathing as you spoke, heart rate soaring as the subtle hint of cologne wafted up your nose from his body. God what scent was that? Not too strong, but potent enough to notice the warmth pulsing between your legs.

“So are you.”

“You’re a piece of shit.” You cursed inwardly as the words slipped from your mouth, drunk and loose and angry at his unwillingness to just…apologize. “This entire week has been hell because you’re fucking stubborn and you would rather do the same thing over and over than give new things a chance.” He lifted an eyebrow in response.

“Is that all?”

“Well—” You swallowed loudly, fingers digging into the brick wall behind you as you felt him lean in closer, his cologne slowly making you delirious with lust and more drunk than you already were. Maybe he had come to his senses and would be ready to apologize and beg for your forgiveness. That would be more than enough, and you could go back to Sendai to lick your wounds in peace.

The press of his lips against yours, however, was so much better. You should have pushed him away, slapped him in the face for using short words to worm his way further into your wet dreams. But it was hard to even think about that when muscular arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush to his chest and overwhelming you with his smell. You curled your hands into his chest, the soft fabric bunching between your fingers as you felt the hard planes of his chest and pulled him impossibly closer to you.

Just one kiss. One fucking kiss and you could pull away, slap the shit out of him, and stumble home.

But the feel of Nanami biting your bottom lip, prying your mouth open with his full lips before sliding his tongue into your mouth had you shaking out a whimper you should have been ashamed of.

This was much, much better

[mountinez]

hellooo nikka I saw these photos of charles playing football and I was like hmm what if he played for a different red team 🤔 so pls take my tiny attempt at photo editing during my lunch break 🤲🏼 (I also figured out how to send photos in asks!!) and I hope it can cheer u up a little bit when ur getting all these weird anons!! mwah!! love u my sunshine!! 💛💛☀️☀️

omg, yi! this is so good! LORD this is so so good!

your talent 😭😭😭 now seriously, the way he is cursed he would probably play for manchester united. all we know is that it has to be a red team. red really suits him somehow, it is the color of passion but also of suffering. look at him being the baby he is 😔

thank you so much, yi :( i can't believe you're wasting your break doing edits for me. i'm sorry for being this bag of sadness and sillyness tho :'( all i can say is that i love you so much and i'm so grateful for having you. what do i do with you, huh? my shining star always reminding me everything will be okay.

honestly, though, it definitely cheered me up :D i love him, i love red and i love you with all the strength of my heart 🌟girl

also @cryingforcrocodiles and @cherishlalune i think you guys will like this one

[merrycrisis-if]

allie hi omg i’m so late but i finally played the update and I LOVED IT SO MUCH like idek where to start because i played all the routes and they’re all so good. plus the 18+ scenes got me slutting out for real 😭😭

okok listen the added details in qiu’s first flashback literally drove me crazy like “you’re a hard person to catch alone” QIU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP IM IN LOVE WITH YOU 😭😭😭 and the new flashback!!!!!! like not to make it about me but it reminded me sm of the bday drabble you wrote me last year and let me tell you. a bitch (me) was giggling <3333 the bit where qiu wiped a bit of cheesecake off mc’s lips and mc teased them about making a move to kiss them was so fucking cute :((( and even taking them fishing and the dinner ugh just ALL OF IT!!! they really pulled all the romantic shit and even cut classes for mc and still couldn’t commit to a relationship smh

also nat…… when i say that steamy scene blindsided me and the way they did what they did underwater… i lost my damn mind over that flashback 😮‍💨😮‍💨 but omg that phone call idk what i was expecting but it wasn’t a breakup conversation. when nat said “i need someone who’s here” and “i don’t want scraps when i’ve had all of you” ……. yeah i’m fine 🥲 when mc was like “i wish nat would say smth hurtful so i could hate them” i was like yeah same because nat is so nice and supportive and so spouse material it’s literally impossible not to fall in love with them

but also shay…. god their scenes were fucking insane i was BLUSHING 😭😭😭 there was just no way for me to play different variations of their scenes and stay normal like the little motorcycle bit if you skip the show and they pick you up at dinner was so cute but also the way they make eye contact with you the whole time at their gig…. “tell me why you’re leaving and why it is that we’re kissing on borrowed time” yeah i’m mentally ill. and when they kiss your forehead and your closed eyelids and was like “stop being cute all the time” and the scene in their apartment…. yeah shay’s fucking insane but also very hot but also the biggest sweetheart. i will never be normal after all that

this is so rambly now but i really genuinely enjoyed the demo. i keep saying it but the characters are all lovable even mc’s chaotic and prying relatives which make merry crisis all the more relatable and realistic. i hold this if so close to my heart thank you for writing it 🩷

AHHH!!!! Nikka you have no idea how excited I was to see this in my inbox, and the smile on my face just kept growing and growing as I read this message. It's been a while! I hope 2023 has been kind to you!

I loved writing that update, and I hold Merry Crisis very dear to my heart as well—so it always just hits me in the feels when people like it too/relate to it, ya know!

The Qiu flashback was 1000% inspired by the drabble I wrote for you last year, and I'm so glad I got to use it and expand on it in the game!! I am soooo happy that you liked the scenes, especially because I consider you a Qiu-authority at this point! And on Qiu doing literally everything except commit to a relationship.... yes. Exactly. I think this is what MC also cannot. believe.

Ahh omg. Heh. The Nat spicy scene at the beach was definitely... quite something to write. I wanted the call to really hit hard, but also offer some opportunity for redemption/hope (I wonder if you managed to get the scenes where MC does get a 'maybe' from Nat!)

Yeah, this last update was definitely one for the Shay fans—I packed in as much as I could in there, and writing the music/performance scene was fun, but so were the... bedroom / pillow talk scenes... especially for same-sex Shay!

Anyway, this message made me so so happy, so thank you so much for sending it. (It also makes me happy to know that the side characters / MC's family are also welcome and not simply an annoyance.)

Sending you a million hugs and all of my love!!

[nikkas-cottage]

Hey Nikka, I've been following you for so many years, started back when you were posting outfits and stuff and I think I was still in school? (I graduated like 8 years ago lol) and check in on your blog every now and then. And while I personally don't know much about witchcraft and everything I still really appreciate your blog and posts and nature stuff and I am just happy you get to make something you enjoy like these beautiful candles. I'm sad that I can't support your business by buying a candle or something because live in Europe and shipping/tax is always such a fuss but I still thought I'd pop in and just share this lil message. Tbh I don't even know why I write this so even though this is super random it still felt right to write. Hope you have a lovely day!

I don’t know what to say!! This made my entire day 🥹 thank you for following along through the years…sometimes I miss making outfits on the good ol’ polyvore when everyone wanted to dress like Harry Styles and Eleanor Calder hahaha

I hope life has been treating you well :) 🌼

[sunshinesebby]

When you get this respond with five things that make you happy!!! Then send to the last ten people you got notifications from (anon) :)

i'm not sending anon at all <3

Hi nikka <3 hope you're having a good day <3

5 things that make me happy rn :

- Am reading a LOT right now and I just finished a really good book that's always such a high (btw if anyone has any spooky/horror books recs I'm all ears)

- a farm near where i live has a pumpkin stall out already i got one that's like deep orange almost red with deep green streaks it's so cute like a little demon pumpkin <3

- gonna go for a very long walk in the woods tmr (probably about 6-7hrs) which ahhhh i think i need to throw myself into a pile of leaves sometimes nothing else helps

- ngl maybe that makes me a very petty person but the fact that Charles outqualified Carlos this morning did make me happy lmfao (now let's hope that he has a decent race 😬)

- still dead from all the Seb pictures 😍 he looks so radiant im 😵😵😵

[mebiselfandi]

hi, meb! <3

i didn't know it was your birthday so i have nothing to give you, i have no gift, anything... just words. words, in the end, are the only thing i have to make people know how much i care. even if it doesn't look like it sometimes.

i know we had difficult times you and me both, but this is not about me, it's just about the things i believe. and i believe that you are beautiful. i believe that you are worthy. i believe that you are deserving of all the good in the world. i believe that you should never forget that. i believe in your courage and that you are so victorious for being here, for being alive, for being human.

thank you for your courage, your strength, and your patience. thank you for your presence on tumblr dot com and for doing the best you can. thank you for keep going, through the pain and the heartbreak. a new day is always there for us and we can try again.

today i hope you have/are having an amazing day around there. you are always so kind towards me, but as i said this is not about me. it is about you, and i hope you never forget that. self-love is our natural state of being <3

Hi Nikka👋🥰

Aw it’s more than okay. I just feel awkward telling people it’s my birthday so really it’s on me. But your words still mean the world to me anyways 💕

Thank you so much for leaving such a sweet message for me🥺 I don’t even know what to say🥹

You’re such a wonderful and amazing person and I’ll think of these kind words whenever I’m feeling low🫂 I love interacting with you. It’s such an honour to be able to call you my friend and I hope you’ll be as kind to yourself as you are to me💕💕

And yes my day yesterday was the best🥰🥰 I had loads of fun(for once)🫶

[seedlessmuffins]

hi, k! since you opened your inbox for hockey asks, here we go...

one you told me your team was the same as ferrari in the sense of the teams' management being harmful to the athletes' performance. could you explain exactly how it happens? i'm curious!

nikka i am kissing you on the forehead because i love this question, but this explanation is also very long so im hiding it under the cut but i hope you enjoy!

k ama: hockey edition!

ok so back story time. from about 2008-2012, the canucks (my team) were a very good team. because of the nhl's salary cap, this means that in order to stay very good and competitive for the stanley cup, they were implementing a strategy called "going all in" which means they were trading future draft picks and spending all their money to make sure the team was good in the present, even if it meant that the team would be worse in the future.

in 2011, the canucks were very very good. one of the best in the nhl. they had won the president's trophy, the award for the team with the most points at the end of the regular season (so the best team in the league, it is the equivalent of a football team winning their league and then going into the cl), and they had so many amazing players. they made a run to the stanley cup finals and lost in game 7 (sports trauma for me as a kid). because they lost though, they needed to trade and let some players leave so they could build up the team to be good again the next year, and have the salaries fit under the cap.

the next year in 2012, they also won the presidents trophy, but they were out in the first round of the playoffs (like the knockout stages of the cl). same as in 2013. now the organization is in a bit of a panic, because they have sacrificed players who could play for them in the future in order to get players who can play well for them now, but the team isn't performing like they expect them to.

this is when the spiral started. the team was playing bad, so a lot of the young players who we drafted had to play on the nhl team too early, before they were ready to, which lead to their player development being stunted when they were playing in the higher leagues before their skating ability and strength had developed. a lot of them were also too young, and having all the pressure of being in the highest league in a city crazy about hockey led to them burning out of the nhl and not filling their potential.

the team also took a lot of bets on players that didn't pan out for one reason or another, either because they were put into a role that they weren't ready for or because they were given too much responsibility, but either way they didn't thrive and sometimes haven't played for a good nhl team, or even in the nhl at all, since they left the canucks. the list is endless juolevi, virtanen, goldobin, granlund, stetcher, macewan, and those are just a few of many.

the team has gone through many phases since 2011, but they have hit rock bottom like three times and still haven't really bounced out of it. the player development thing is better now, but a lot of our superstar players are stuck on a mediocre, mid table team that doesn't seem to be changing drastically to improve. of course i have hope, i want to see hughes and pettersson and demko and the rest of our young star players to win a cup together (and i want to see the city of vancouver get a stanley cup. we deserve it) but realistically,,, we aren't ready and it has been this cycle since 2012/2013.

[stargarland]

hi, abi! once i said to you that we should interact more. and i really think the same to this day. we should interact way more!!! from all i can see on the dash, i see you are super loved by your friends and that you are also an athlete. i gotta admit i always loved runners, because of the pain they have to endure and how they learn to live with it. makes me think that pain is not a monster, even though we think like this sometimes, it is just a small part of the whole process. i hope you have nothing but success and the strength to endure not only the pain but whatever it is to come. mwah <3

nikka!!! hi!!! wow!

sorry for such a delayed reply i was rlly thinking abt what to say! ur so good at words its unreal ur posts always so satisfying to read!!! i’m not the best w words so i really wanted to think abt it but i think i got it.

IK IK i want to interact more too but i have to be so honest i unfortunately cannot beat the shy allegations even on this silly app 💔 i mean to interact i really do but it gets the best of me i fear.

oh man i’m so lucky to have the friends i do they actually mean everything to me, and friend totally includes everyone on here whoever’s reading this 🫂🫂 u got that right, i am an athlete! which means im double lucky bc pretty much always feels like a dream honestly i’m kinda convinced one of the days i’ll wake up and be like what a wild dream that was!

talking to me abt running!!! man ur rlly gonna get me going w this one, truly one of the handful of topics i can rlly go on about so sorry in advance.

running isn’t the kindest of sports isn’t it? it hurts sometimes that’s for sure. but i have always found it interesting how whenever u tell someone u run long distance they always default to thinking its this crazy test of physicality and athleticism when i’d argue it’s much more of a mental thing than a physical one. like honestly when u think abt it ppl figure out how to run right after they learn to walk as little kids anyone can do it really!! (which also makes being “good” at it feel silly, like requires little to no skill and ur good at it? be so serious!!) it really comes down to how long you can just hang in there, which is pretty daunting sometimes! man last fall i ran a half marathon (completely unaffiliated just for fun???) and mile 11 was hard. and i mean brutally hard. i was in tears the entire 11th mile, was really at the everything hurts i want to be done point but as u said it’s just a small part of the whole process!! that line of thought was enough to let me get it together to finish!

THANK U THANK U for ur kind words it rlly does mean a lot to me 💙💙💙 im manifesting good days ahead for u my friend ik it’s hard sometimes but u so got this! 🫂🫂 here for u always 🫂🫂

[hell-chronicles]

I hated on Tiamat so much in s1 but I started playing s2 for mining daimonds during diamond rushes and I actually enjoyed it. Niall is still super forced and idk why Kingu is so in love w me after I broke up with his 'created an entire fake identity to manipulate me' ass BUT a lot of weird writing choices were explained and su and I are on good terms now (by which I mean we are in each others' beds). It required diamond options but su and nikkal actually got to talk any their issues, which is good.

I *loved* the ending. It was so tragic and reminded me of the hunger games a little bit. Like wow. Who'd have thought all the violence would end in suffering for people on all sides?

I hope I'm not bothering you. I know I could blog abt this but I like talking to people and I especially like talking to you.

-seducer anon

I liked season 1 of tiamat mainly because of Nikkal and the World building. But I agree that some LIs (Niall and Kingu) feel forced/pushy.

But season 2 was definitely more interesting and especially the last 2 Updates Aka character backstories and trauma. Lots of trauma. I also started to really like Su and Iyar as the book went on and I hope they get to have their moment in the Final season.

I only recently read the ending but I agree it was great. Nikka's determination, the strong bond between Nikkal/Su/Niall and their character development but also witnessing how truly scummy the five are (Ishtar and her Manipulation on Leahy) and Shamash/Enlil being creeps (tho I had moments where I felt bad for them so wow). And of course the fact that their plan technically worked but they still lost Ethan and failed to prevent the ceremony and the fact that NOBODY won. That's the good stuff, the good pain 🤌

Also you're absolutely not bothering! I also enjoy talking about These things more genuinely ^-^

[sohmiya]

Hi Nikka!! Are Althea and Athalia siblings?? Love when people make siblings for their MCs :) if so do you have any lore about them (or if they aren't do you have any fun facts you want to share)? (I don't know anything about these two games so sorry if it's actually just a canonically established thing haha)

hi pd!! <3 and YES athalia is althea’s older sister. they’re not yet Developed developed since circuit (circuit-if) and take two (taketwo-if) are still kinda new (and i recommend them hehehe) and the au crossover of those two ifs in my head is kinda messy LMFAO but ok !! i hope this isn’t confusing lfmahaja

also for context: (the italicized names are the ros that that thea and talia are romancing, respectively)

take two: noel, roman, micah (noel’s younger sibling; not an ro)

circuit: roman

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talia is the disciplinarian type of older sibling but will not hesitate to cover for thea’s ass when she pulls some dumb shit

they had tons of catfights when they were younger because talia can be bossy and thea likes to talk back lol

talia has always been the more adventurous sister but she got thea into snorkeling and scuba diving. it’s some of their favorite bonding activities

they once dressed up as each other on halloween

here’s where the crossover comes in LMFAO noel and talia were acquainted with each other through micah and thea who used be inseparably close. but they eventually became friends since talia has a passion for racing (or basically any extreme sport that gives her an adrenaline rush) and noel is the biggest mario kart enjoyer. they bonded over that and babysitting their little siblings.

despite micah and thea growing apart, noel and talia kept in touch for as long as they could until life got in the way and they both got really busy. but i imagine they’re still friends <3

talia’s boyfriend (to-be) is named roman. thea’s ex-boyfriend is also named roman. — “i guess it’s a sister thing, huh, ate?” “shut up, thea.”

ate (ah-teh) is how you address your older sister in filipino

noel always kicks thea’s ass in mario kart so thea asks roman (circuit) for tips: “i know it’s just a game but you know a lot about racing so…” and talia just stares at them like “umm ??? SO DO I”

roman teases talia like “a lot of the things you know about racing, i taught them to you” and she just tells him to shut up so he steals a kiss on her cheek before turning back to thea: “so what do you need to know?”

talia pretends to be annoyed but it really makes her heart swell seeing her sister and her boyfriend getting along <3

[kevjrr]

hi kevah <3

i was listening to this wonderful brazilian singer called cazuza. unfortunately, he is not in this world anymore, but his songs and quotes remain a huge inspiration to all of us. he had a beautiful insight on love, any kind of it, and that's why we call him "o poeta", our poet.

"e as estrelas ainda vão nos mostrar que o amor não é inviável num mundo inacreditável"

from all his quotes this one made me think about you. it says "and the stars will show us that love is not impracticable in an unbelievable world". it made me think, that's ok if we don't like ourselves that much some days, that's ok we can tolerate ourselves for some time because we are always full of different stuff, so much going on, and our lives are in a constant mess. but i believe that being here and trying for one more day is an act of self-love. even when we don't feel like it. to be here, breathing, trying, fighting... i can't think of something that defines love for ourselves more than it.

so i just wanted to say that, it's ok if you don't love yourself today, i can love for us both until you find that love that, I'M SURE, is somewhere inside your beautiful, beautiful, beautiful heart! ♡

Coucou nikka💕

That’s a very very reassuring quote, gives me hope really:) I’ll check his works out, he sounds amazingly talented

You’re very right, giving up would be so easy but we don’t do it and that definitely is an act of self love. Fighting is so so much harder than just letting go so making that extra effort to stay even if it means that we’re going to keep experiencing this pain should absolutely mean something.

You’re seriously wayyy too sweet, kind and amazing, thank you a million times for this❤️ I’ll repeat that quote in my head whenever the thoughts start to get too loud I’m sure it’ll help me a lot, it already is<3 I love you so much🫂🫶🏽 Thank you again, you have no idea how much this means to me💕

[mountinez]

bom dia nikkaa!! ik u have a lot of asks in ur inbox rn so I hope this isn’t annoying to have me in here as well but I’ve not sent one of my silly little asks to u in soooo long so I hope I’m excused 🤭 anyways omg I missed u like crazy!! esp all of our little chats in the morning and night I was like what am I supposed to do w all my nikka time!! but hehe I’m just being silly I’m rlly glad ur feeling better and have gotten some good rest away from this hellsite!! take all the time u want we can all wait for as long as u need bc to (mis)quote ney ur happiness is my happiness!! and there’s nothing more important to me than ur happiness ok!! 🫶🏼💛💛💛 love u my sunshine!! ☀️💛💛

ofc! yi and a giant emotional ask making me cry sappy tears in this very pleasant afternoon!!!!! :')

i know we already talked in private, but i need to reassure how sorry i am for the slight possibility, of have worried you, or made you sad with my absence. you are always, ALWAYS on my mind. i didn't lie about that and you are SO important to me. maybe when i say that, i'm not making myself clear, but words are the only thing i actually have to make myself understood.

i wish i could be near you, give you a hug, share a lot of things with you on a daily basis. we could do so much together, we could rule the world, we could end capitalism, idk... so many possibilities. unfortunately we can't - at least for now - and all i have are these words to try to make you understand and believe that i really really love you.

yi, you are certainly a gift from the universe, i'm so so grateful for having you in my life and for you to consider me your friend. it's an honor and also i think i don't deserve it sometimes. so even if i take breaks in the future (and i probably will at some point) i promise never leave you behind, we will find a way!

i love you, never forget that. i love you when i'm here, and i love you when i'm away. when i sleep, when i wake up. you are my star <3

[ariondevereux]

Hello Nikka! Happy holidays to you. I hope you stay happy and healthy and have a wonderful start to the new year. It's nice to meet you out of anon too, I'm a bit shy and not that active on tumblr except for following a few blogs here and there so I usually prefer to stay on anon, but you seem really lovely so I felt comfortable to send an ask off anon :')). Also I just noticed that you followed me which djdjdj you're one of my fave blogs on here so I did fangirl a little bit. :)). Your Ocs are so well developed omg. I adore them all. P Martens and all the golden ROs are my comfort characters, whom I won't stop gushing over. They're so well written. And the pairing between Maya and P is absolute chefs kiss and her friendship with K is so cute. 🥰

I have way too many Ocs to keep track of and ever since I've downloaded sims 4 it hasn't gotten any better. You had a list of IF recs a while ago but I can't find it. If you could please link it it would be amazing. I've been in the biggest reading slump ever and have been looking for some new ifs to read and since u have great taste I would love to check out some or the ones your recommended. I've just been replaying golden and BDSI by the lovely Mila because idk what it is about her writing, it's just so addicting to read and reread. She has such a way with words. I honestly think she's become my favourite author at this point. 😊

Your voice is so beautiful, if you ever put your songs on Spotify or YouTube please lmk I would love to add them to my playlist. I've been listening to them on repeat. The way you craft lyrics is so genius and accompanied by your voice and the piano it's just wow! As someone who songs like a dying goat, but appreciates good music I can tell you your music is incredible! 👀

I swear idk why I write a thesis every time I send an ask to your inbox, but I hope you don't mind the length too much. 😭

From tokrev anon <33

you are literally an angel on earth 🥺 2022’s been giving me some last minute agonies but the christmas eve celebration was fun <3 i hope the holidays have been wonderful to you and that 2023 gives you a great start. you deserve it 💞💞

and i totally get you. i have so many ocs that idk what to do with right now and my golden and bdsi ocs are some of the few that i’m still able to develop especially maya. she’s so close to my heart and i’m happy you love her 🥰 also i’ve been in a reading slump too but i’ll add my recs tag in the tags so you can look through that <3

thank you omg. thank you thank you so much for still listening to my songs. pls my impostor syndrome is suddenly kicking in because i’m actually struggling to come up with even just one line that i really like so that’s something i wanna get back into and work on. thank you again for the encouragement. if i start using my yt again i can message you the link if you like <3 thank you again 🥺

and don’t worry i enjoy getting asks from you. i always smile when i see them. thank you again for this and like everything else. sending you so much love and happy holidays!! 💖

[2treez]

The problem is,

We look for someone to grow old together,

While the secret is to find someone to stay a child with!

(Charles Bukowski)

What does LoVe mean to 4-8 year old kids? Slow down for a few minutes to read this...💕

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, 'What does love mean?' The answers they got were broader, deeper, and more profound than anyone could have ever imagined!

'When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore... So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.' Rebecca - age 8

'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.' Billy - age 4

'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.' Karl - age 5

'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.' Chrissy - age 6

'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.' Terri - age 4

'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.' Danny - age 8

'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and just listen.' Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.' Nikka - age 6

(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it every day.' Noelle - age 7

'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.' Tommy - age 6

'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.

He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.' Cindy - age 8

'My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.' Clare - age 6

'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.' Elaine - age 5

'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.' Chris - age 7

'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.' Mary Ann - age 4

'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.' Lauren - age 4

'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.' (what an image!) Karen - age 7

'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross...' Mark - age 6

'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.' Jessica - age 8

And the final one: The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, 'Nothing, I just helped him cry.'

(this made me cry!)

I hope you find someone to be a child again with 💖😘💕

🌳♥️🌳