#I'm racking my brains now haha

[cookinguptales]

brooo I have plans tomorrow, I shouldn't be staring at this blurry-ass phone

[ddoxhan]

that feeling when

baby's breath and lemon candies

word count : 2.1k words

genre : fluff in the season of spring; you were always bitter when spring came, but things changed when she came along; florist!hanni x fem!reader (a year older than hanni); hanni's a confident baby and reader fell for her at first sight but doesn't realize

t/w : none :) just cuteness overload

a/n : hanni just has the sweetest smile that can melt hearts (including mine of course) I wanted to portray that spring vibe and soft colors that are associated with it, hope I succeeded haha enjoy !

spring morning, pastel sky, chilly breeze. it was just like every other morning in this season of cherry blossoms, and that was the exact reason why you despised this time of the year. from the very first thing that greets you as you leave your doorstep, was the couple next door.

it was fine, no one was forbidding them from dating. but it was that they decided to dress tone-on-tone, to add that it was a couple look. (you were just bitter since you were the only one still single among your friend circle)

just as you make it out of your apartment building, you are met with another. at this point, you were sure that god was just making fun of you. (no, you were just bitter and single, so everything seemed to be against you, when in reality, yes you are just hella bitter)

'what a way to start my day,' as you thought to yourself. a cup of americano was exactly what you needed to refresh your day, as if whatever happened before that cup was just a dream. but soon, you do hope that it wasn't just a dream.

getting onto your bicycle, you pedaled away from your usual route, which was headed towards campus. you were on your semester break after almost losing your sanity from the dreadful event named 'finals'. (human physiology took away at least 10 years from your lifespan)

so where were you headed to so early in the morning if you were finally on that break you very much needed? to your beloved senior, chaewon's cafe. she and her girlfriend, minju, finally opened their dream coffee shop after they had graduated. (degree who? and you were so done with chaewon bringing this up whenever she was on the verge of rage quitting during her final year)

it wasn't too long ago so the shop was still relatively new to the area. that meant they neither had customers nor employees. you figured that you could lend a helping hand for the time being as they advertise their new cafe. your neighbourhood wasn't big so everyone knew everyone, therefore things weren't going to be too hard for them. yet, you wonder how you know everyone here, and still failed to notice her around.

as you were on the way there, the owner of blue rain called, pausing the music in your ears from your headphones.

"yes, ms. owner. relax, I'm on my way, no worries that I overslept."

"that's exactly why I called. I have all the right in the world to be worried cause you quite almost drooled all over your pillow while everyone in the hall was racking their brains over the final paper."

you rolled your eyes at her constant reminder of that particular 'incident' in your first year. it was a one time thing but she still brings it up whenever she gets the chance to. and like the mom she is, you're creeped out by how she knew.

"I can see you rolling your eyes at me, child. we all know you were to repeat your subject if I didn't barge into your place."

"alright alright, I made mistakes and learned from them. I'm on my bike right now, okay? continue your nagging when I'm there, bye."

"hey-"

you ended the call before she could even say another word. knowing she was going to give you an earful, all you could do is smile to yourself. the nagging can be annoying at times, but you know chaewon only meant good for you as someone older. it feels great to know that someone cares for you no matter where they are. (you're always a brat towards her, so she would cry happy tears if she knew this is what you thought of her)

making a left turn, you arrived at a road you weren't familiar with, mainly due to the fact that it wasn't the main road you usually ride past. just how did these two find a place over here? it wasn't somewhere people would drive past, not to mention that it was sort of secluded away from foot traffic.

although with that said, there were a handful of shops and a convenience store on the corner lot. this view feels familiar yet foreign, despite it still being part of the neighbourhood you knew. while the scent of flowers invaded your senses, you slowed your speed to a halt and got down, pushing your bicycle with you while admiring the scenery this street offered.

a noodle restaurant came into sight, and a laundromat sat right across it. further in, a tailor shop greeted you with a record shop beside, making you wonder if you really did travel back in time a little from all the shops. everything was so vintage until you reached the part where the cafe was supposedly located. but before that, the florist shop, blooming potion as it read, that was two lots apart caught your eye, which you still didn't know why. (flowers were always associated with spring, hence the same hatred for it)

as you approached, the sign on the glass door read 'open' but no one seemed to be in sight. maybe the owner was in the storage room, hence the unattended empty counter. the door wasn't locked either, perhaps nothing would happen if you invited yourself in, right? (you were just dumb, it's a shop, of course you can enter if it says it's open)

you looked around, finding yourself enjoying the scent of flowers, different from how it was earlier. something felt off but you couldn't put your finger on it, it just did. as your eyes laid upon a bouquet of baby's breath, a door swung open, however it wasn't the door that led to the back room, rather the one you entered from. strange, isn't it.

"I'm so sorry, miss! I didn't expect a customer so I left for some coffee real quick."

you should've known from the way you stepped into this florist shop, from the sudden fondness towards flowers. nothing could've prepared you for this sudden encounter with her. but at that moment, you didn't know.

a young girl, a little too young to be the owner, places her cup of coffee on the counter before rushing to put on her apron. she was slightly taller than you were, and probably the most beautiful girl you've ever met.

"oh, no worries. I was just taking a look around."

"is it your first time here? I've never seen you before."

she settled down a little, before flashing you that endearing smile of hers. you knew you were a goner when you noticed how your heart swelled at the way her eyes curled up into crescents. but still, you didn't know then, you couldn't have when it didn't come to mind that it was love.

"yeah, I was headed to the cafe down the road but something made me stop by."

the way her eyes sparkle every time you spoke, the glint of curiousness and attention within those orbs. it suddenly felt a little hot for you as the tip of your ears burned up a little (and it didn't go unnoticed by the girl).

"really? then it must have been fate for you to come in! feel free to choose any flower from the store, think of it as a first time gift."

you were an introvert, hence the awkwardness around people you first met. but she made you feel comfortable within this new space. so comfortable, you don't realize you were warming up to this stranger more quickly than you do with other people. (you took a total of 3 months before actually warming up to chaewon)

"oh no no, I can't possibly just get it for free."

"I insist, I left you unattended when it was my job not to, so let me make it up to you. besides, it's just a few flowers."

the attention of hers on you made your palms sweat, not that you didn't like it. you loved it, and again you just don't realize. as well as the fact that the girl don't just look at someone with such endearment.

"well, I guess I can't deny your offer if you insist, thank you."

it was already unusual that this girl seemed too young to be the owner, let alone offering a bouquet of flowers for free. you didn't question further and just accepted her kind act. not gonna lie, your heart might have skipped a beat from the thought that this was the first flower gift you received, regardless of it from a stranger. (later on, you found out that the girl didn't offer flowers to just anyone)

before the girl came bursting through the front door, you were admiring a particular bouquet of baby's breath. you remembered and decided to go with it, figuring it would be a perfect gift for the opening of the cafe. or it could be staged as chaewon's lovely thought for her girlfriend, you just knew she would do that.

"baby's breath? you must have a special someone you love a lot."

you choked a little when you heard that. usually if it came from someone like chaewon, you'd just glare at her and punch her (not literally, your punches are of a baby kitten). but when it came from her, you didn't want her to think you have a lover.

"me? not really. I've been single my entire life, it was flattering to hear that you were offering a free bouquet."

sometimes, you wanted to smack yourself when you try to impress someone with your humor but clearly, not everyone found your jokes funny. but to the girl, you were the funniest person she has ever met. (you didn't notice at that time, the girl had a small smile of victory when she heard that you were single)

"oh, that's unexpected."

"why's that?"

"I mean, you're pretty and funny, I thought you were taken."

chaewon knew you were annoying and dumb, but she didn't know that you were this dumb to not realize that the florist girl was very clearly hitting on you. the older is so glad that this little angel found you cute for being so clueless. (fun fact, minju was this clueless of chaewon's feelings that the older had to kiss her for her to realize. perhaps that was why you clicked so well with minju)

"you know, that's what I should be saying to you."

for the first time, it was the girl's turn to feel slightly flustered, but she maintained her composure. because you looked younger than you were, she thought you were her age or a year younger. which was why, she was slightly bolder than she usually is when someone interests her. (she enjoyed watching you get flustered a little, thinking you were a cute baby then)

"thank you for the flowers, really. I hope to see you around."

you didn't know where that ounce of confidence came from but you did say that, and that had the girl stifle a giggle at your attempt. you thought you were smooth, but when you heard about this interaction on another day, it happened while you were avoiding eye contact and stumbling a little over your words. as you finally got to know, you couldn't help but just cover your face with your palms as you drown in embarrassment.

"lemon candies? you really don't have to."

"I just happened to have some with me, think of it as me trying to make your day better with some gifts too."

feeling a bit overwhelmed by the flowers, you rummaged through your pockets, pulling out a few lemon candies for the girl. well, that was part of your reasoning, the part that you were mostly interested in her played a very big role. it wasn't something extravagant but they were your favourite candies, offering them to someone means they are someone important to you.

the girl brought her palm over the candies before picking it up, placing them in her apron. you swore, that smile of hers that she gives you is so contagious, you find yourself smiling along like an idiot.

"it was a pleasure meeting you too."

"if it's okay, can I get your name?"

"hanni, and I too, look forward to seeing you around."

placing the bouquet carefully into the front basket of your bicycle, you bid farewell to the girl. while you pedaled to the cafe, you couldn't figure if your heart was thumping from it, or the thought of hanni's smile.

hanni, even her name sounds lovely. if lovely and adorable was personified, it would be her. maybe this spring season was finally getting on your good side, because it was making you feel something. what was that feeling again?

that feeling when someone is in love? yeah, that feeling.

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[lavendarr00]

My honor mode run with my durge, Abel, took a very depressing and dark turn. And I have a lot of thoughts about it. It's a longer read and gets sappy at the end haha but I'm so emotional about this I needed to write it down !! 😭

major TW for death and suicide

Abel lost against Orin (I am SO pissed at myself for losing since I usually get her within 2 rounds on tactician. I was not ready for her legendary action haha) and because of that, Bhaal will cause Abel to go mad as soon as the tadpole is gone. Abel knows this - everyone at camp does. But they don't know yet what he plans to do about it.

Abel is romanced to Shadowheart. They are adorable. Abel has this golden retriever energy about him that has been such a light for SH. They forged a strong bond right away as neither remembers their past so they became each others confidant and advocate even before romantic feelings started to bud up (which didn't take long - it was pretty much love at first sight for Abel). Abel is a resist durge and has been fighting back his urges fiercely since day 1. He has such a soft heart and struggles a lot with carrying the burden of his past atrocities. He never wants to harm an innocent again. But Bhaal will control him, corrupt him, and will turn him back into a killing machine. He cannot let that happen. He cannot see harm come to SH or any of his friends nor could he live with them seeing him at his worst like that. He knows what he needs to do as soon as a the brain falls - he needs to kill himself.

Sleepless night after sleepless night was spent thinking of any way he could evade Bhaal. He even went to Withers who unsurprisingly didn't have anything useful to say. Realizing that this is his only path, he accepts his fate and commits the little time he has left to saving the city and his friends. And commits to being himself as much as he can not letting his plans cast a shadow over the precious little time he has with everyone. Savoring every second with the family he found not even a couple months ago.

The night before the confrontation with the brain, Abel tells Shadowheart of his plans. Shock, anger, despair, then grief for a future they once hoped for that cannot be. Shadowheart pushed back at first asking Abel if there is any other way and frantically racking her mind for alternatives. But she too came to the same realization as Abel. He then tells her everything he needs to: his gratitude to her for supporting him in his fight against the urges, sticking by his side even after that one night in the shadow lands when he tried to kill her, loving him despite his scars and past, and making him the happiest he has been his whole life even if it is was only a short while. He tells her to continue living in the light. To promise him that she will live long and well. And to get that cottage outside of the city she has been pining for.

That night was spent with each other. And when morning came, they steeled themselves for the battle ahead and what follows. Ready because they still have each other. And that's all that matters now.

A year after the defeat of the brain and Shadowheart brings flowers to the memorial the city erected in honor of Abel. And only a 20 minute walk from Shadowheart's cottage which was made possible by Wyll's influence in the city. As she lays the flowers down at the foot of the memorial she smiles and remembers the first time he gave her flowers - her favorite night orchids. Back then when darkness was all she knew, Abel was the spark of life, love, and hope that she had gone without for so long. The spark she needed to dispel herself the dogmatic darkness that plagued her. Her life is her own now and it is full of light, love, and hope. She is fulfilling her promise to him and prays that his spirit may know that and be at peace.

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Okay that's all haha. I'm no writer so thanks for suffering through that if you have read this far. I just needed to write this because I was SO close to just ending my honor mode run then and there after Abel lost because I was so disheartened. I cried haha. Taking the bad outcome of the fight and finding a beautiful yet tragic story in it is what is keeping me going. Might delete later idk.

Now let's see if I even make it to the brain! lmao

EDIT: Not only did I make it to the brain, I defeated it! I beat my first honor mode run! But victory was bitter sweet.

RIP Abel, Laezel, and Karlach 🤍

[kurogane2512]

Hello! Maybe something with jealous!cocolia from hsr??? Could be nsfw or sfw. Thank you!

You know I love Cocolia but it annoys me how I'm never satisfied writing her because I barely know anything about her canon self....it's situations like these where I rack my brains hard and come up with many possibilities that suit her but, in the end, I can't settle with one of them cause Mihoyo just didn't give me enough...

Aaanyways, I'll stop ranting my disappointment for Cocolia and give her love through my writing! On that note, I thought of 2 possibilities for her jealous self depending on the time period~

Game: Honkai Star Rail

Characters: HSR Cocolia x fem!Reader

Type: Fluff (hcs with suggestive drabble)

PreStellaronCocolia! is a sweet, kind and fun-loving woman. She supports her friends and isn't so uptight about rules, she has Belobog's best interest at heart and swore to protect it, she adopted Bronya and raised her well like a good mother. She had her dreams and aspirations, and she never put down others for her own benefit.

She was loved and respected by many, and she too loved and respected her people as she knew the responsibility she'll eventually have. You were childhood friends with her and Serval but you couldn't be more different than them; they were the troublemakers while you were the diligent student council president who always caught them but never had the guts to punish them beyond verbal scolding.

Cocolia loved you for a long time, but was unsure of confessing because she thought you liked Serval more. Serval was always more outgoing and confident than her and didn't hold back from showing her affection to you in public, even in front of Cocolia whom she knew had a crush on you. Perhaps, this would cause you to see an unexpected side of Cocolia.

"Hey, Y/n?~ Come on, let's go home!~" Serval mused as she lounged on your table in the Student Council Office after school, teasing you while you tried to work.

"Serval...." you sighed as you pinched your temple, "I told you I still have work. Go home with Cocolia."

"Buuut she's busy with her club~ And I'm bored without you!~"

You sighed further and paid her no heed. She pouted and stood up from the table then made her way over to your chair before suddenly tapping your shoulder. You looked up at her in annoyance and she sneakily slid herself between you and the table, settling on your lap with her arms around your neck. You blushed; while this action wasn't particularly new for her, it was a bit sudden at this moment.

"W-What? I told you I ha—"

"Hey, Y/n. I like you~"

Your eyes widened, "Huh?! This isn't the time for your pranks! Get off me, I have to submit these reports!"

"It's not a prank! I—"

Serval couldn't continue as a loud thud was heard from across the room. Both of you looked towards the door and found Cocolia standing there with a shocked look on her face, her bag dropped to her feet which was the source of the sound earlier. She looked at the two of you with her mouth agape, finding it difficult to believe what she just heard.

"C-Cocolia..." you nervously husked, unsure of what to say.

Serval simply smirked before standing up from your lap, you too stood up as Cocolia walked towards you both with her arms crossed over her chest. She glared at Serval who couldn't hold back her grinning face, she was enjoying this.

"Are you serious, Serval?" Cocolia questioned, a surprising seriousness in her tone. Serval just grinned more then laughed out, catching you by surprise but Cocolia was unhinged.

"Haha~ I was just joking! I'm sorry, Y/n. That was a prank, I was just trying to get your attention, hahaha!"

You looked at her wide-eyed and sighed, slightly relieved she wasn't serious. She then walked past Cocolia and patted her shoulder while whispering, "No need to thank me~"

Cocolia scoffed and Serval went out of the room, saying goodbye to both of you. You were now left alone with Cocolia, awkwardly fidgeting around before speaking, "Ah, right! Is your club do—"

Cocolia suddenly embraced you before you could finish, tightly wrapping her arms around your body causing your head to be buried in her chest.

"Y/n....what would you have said earlier?"

"W-What do you mean?"

"To Serval's confession....if she was serious, what would you have said?"

"....I would have denied. I don't like her that way."

Cocolia's eyes lit up and she quickly held your face, "Then! Would you....um....if I...." Cocolia fumbled on her words, unable to form sentences and kept babbling on.

"C-Cocolia, are you okay?"

She gritted her teeth then immediately hugged you again, this time even tighter than before. "I....I love you, Y/n....I got anxious earlier seeing Serval do that. I thought you liked her and....I-I just...."

You couldn't believe your ears, was she actually serious? The woman you love also loved you back? Since when did you become so lucky in life?

You smiled and wrapped your arms around her body to calm her down, "Me too....I love you too. I would have rejected her because I love you..."

Now Cocolia was equally surprised too but couldn't be happier. She suddenly pushed you onto the chair you were sitting on earlier and straddled your lap the same way Serval had, almost mimicking the scene. She gripped your shoulders and leaned closer, her ample breasts pressing against your chest making you flustered. You slowly moved your hands on her waist and gently held it, the two of you gazing at each other.

"....I didn't like what I saw earlier."

You chuckled, "I didn't take you for the jealous type~"

"O-Of course, anyone would become jealous seeing their crush do intimate things with someone else!"

You smiled and snuggled into her neck, "But, I wouldn't have let her go too far. And I don't think she would have either."

"Mm, I know...It's just, I felt a sudden uneasiness at that...."

"Then, I'll comfort you~" you looked up and gripped her chin before leaning in and placing your lips on hers, initiating a gentle kiss. She was caught by surprise but quickly accepted and kissed you back, pulling your head closer. Your lips moved in perfect rhythm as if they were made for each other, her tongue soon licked your bottom lip and slipped in your mouth.

Plesant moans elicited from both of you as your tongues engaged in a heated a passionate manner. You pulled her closer into you, and she moaned into the kiss and arched back before you placed her on the table in front. Her legs wrapped your waist now and caged you within herself, your lips not leaving each other's for even a moment. Your long-buried feelings for each other were unstoppable now, and both of you were more than willing to indulge.

StellaronAffectedCocolia! is a whole different person, a complete opposite of her past self. She's no longer the kind and fun-loving woman from her school days. She's now the Supreme Guardian of Belobog who is ruthless, strict and rule-abiding to the extreme. One wrong foot in front of her can get anyone thrown in prison.

The only kindness she shows is to her daughter and loved one; however, that is also slowly fading away. She becomes cold and distant from you, acting as if she never loved you. The voice in her head compels her to ignore you, telling her that you are a distraction and a thorn in her path.

However, one emotion becomes enhanced to the extreme- jealousy. Cocolia was never the type to take extreme steps when jealous, she'd usually pout and become clingy in the past. But now, she was possessive and desperate. Jealousy was a rare emotion to her now since she didn't pay as much attention to you; but the moments she'd catch you even slightly intimate with someone else would make her seethe and harshly drag you away. She didn't care where it was or who you were with, she held the highest authority in all of Belobog and nobody had the right to take you.

Cocolia's pen dragged across the document in front of her, harsh strokes scratching the paper when a knock was heard on her office door.

"Madame Cocolia, we have brought Lady Y/n."

"Send her in."

The door opened and the Silvermane Guards holding you pushed you inside causing you to fall down as you struggled in their hold. They were about to come closer and help you stand up but were stopped.

"Leave. I'll handle this." Cocolia's voice roared from across her table, the guards immediately bowing and closing the door while going out. You stood up with a scoff and brushed your clothes as Cocolia stood up and circled in front of her table, leaning on the edge with her hands crossed over her chest.

"What is it? Now you suddenly remember me?" you questioned with a glare, walking a bit closer to her.

"You have been found to be engaging in activities in the Underworld, Y/n L/n."

You looked at her in surprise then glared again, "What proof do you have?"

Cocolia turned around and picked up a file from her table then handed it to you, you browsed through it and found photos of yourself in different places at the Underworld, engaging and talking with people.

"Do you have an explanation for your treachery?"

You gritted your teeth, "Treachery....they are the people of Belobog as well, the people you have long ignored!"

"Do not question the Supreme Guardian! You have been found to be secretly making contact with the people there, assisting them in various ways. You have made allies with that woman, the doctor, and there have been reports of suspicious behavior between you two."

"What do you mean by that?!"

Cocolia glared and walked up to you then grabbed your jaw, "Do not make me spell it out. You are well aware of what I'm referring to!"

"Huh....wait, you think I'm cheating on you with her?!"

"Good that you catch on quickly. Now that you have confirmed it, I have every right to apprehend you."

"What?! You really think I am—?!" you looked at her unhinged expression in shock, you couldn't believe she was really thinking that.

"Fine! You know that, I'm glad you brought this up. Because I was going to break up with you anyways!"

You declared with a shout, and Cocolia's expression changed for the first time. She suddenly became shocked and confused, even slightly upset.

"Leave her....she is a distraction....throw her away...." a mysterious voice spoke in Cocolia's head all of a sudden, and she felt losing control of herself. She looked at your firm expression and felt uneasiness in her chest, she didn't want it to come to this.

"I know you don't love me anymore. You have been treating me like some stranger for months now. This is the first time we have properly talked in so long and this is what you wanted to say. Fine then, I'm going away as you want. I'd much rather be with someone who actually loves me and cares for me; after all, I'm just a thorn to you, right?"

You spoke in a melancholic tone and proceeded to turn around to walk away, it broke your heart having to leave your one true love this way but you had enough. If she no longer loved you then you weren't going to force her; you wanted her to be free, even if it hurt you. All of a sudden, Cocolia ran up to you and hugged you from behind, making you stop in your place.

Her arms wrapped around your torso as her body pressed into you. You stood in shock and were about to speak but she roughly turned you around and pinned you on the wall behind you, harshly grabbing your wrists and holding them up. She spoke nothing and immediately dived in to kiss your neck, you gasped as you felt her teeth mark your skin and suck on it.

She was desperate, relentless, needy.....she wasn't going to let you go. Her lips sucked and left various red marks all over your neck before sliding down your shirt from your shoulder and making similar marks there. You squirmed in her hold, your head shooting back as her lips travelled up to your jaw, placing fluttering kisses all over before meeting your own lips in a passionate kiss.

"Mhm...C-Cocolia-aahn!~"

"Mine....You are mine, Y/n. Don't you dare think of leaving me!"

She husked in your ear before biting your lobe, a muffled moan leaving your mouth.

"Tell me you don't love that woman...Tell me!"

Your lips trembled as tears formed in your eyes, "I don't! I don't love her at all and you should know that! She only treats me kindly but that doesn't mean I'd date her! But...but....What have you done all this time?! Did you even remember we were dating!? It's been months since we last held each other this way and kissed! What was I supposed to do?!"

Cocolia looked at you in guilt, it was the first time you saw her this way ever since she became the Supreme Guardian. You had no idea what changed her, you thought she wanted to do her duties but it escalated beyond that and you no longer knew anything. Her thoughts, her feelings, her emotions....everything was unknown to you.

"....Do you remember the day we confessed? The day we got together...?" you asked.

She nodded, "I do....that day in the student council room....after Serval did that...."

You didn't expect her to remember but you were very happy hearing this, you smiled then went closer and snuggled into her neck.

"What happened to you? Is something troubling you? Please tell me, I want to help and support you however I can...."

Cocolia's heart felt heavy, everything was on the tip of her tongue but she dared not speak a word. She couldn't.

"It's fine. Just....don't leave me, not you too. You and the memories with you are all that I have left. Stay with me and make me remember everything; our first kiss, our first date, our first time together....everything, I want everything of you."

She held you tighter and you nodded against her chest before leaning up and pecking her lips, "Well, would you like to relive some of them?~"

[hoesaria]

IV. Exposed?!

You put your phone down and start packing as quickly as humanly possible.

“Why are you in such a rush? They'll be seats empty even if we arrive late to the cafe” Alhaitham sighs next to you. You wanted to smack the apathetic expression he had on his face off.

Containing yourself you reply, “Well, it wouldn't hurt to start early and end our session early. Now pack your bag quickly before I go ahead without you”

Just as you were about to drag Alhaitham out of class you heard a sly voice call out to you.

“I was hoping to catch you before you left class my dear [Name]"

You turn to look at your literary professor Yae Miko, who also happened to me Scaramouche's step mother.

"Miss Yae, its good to see you haha" You awkwardly say, "Did you want to talk about something?"

The pink haired woman eyes you and Alhaitham who still had the same apathetic expression on his face. If you hadn't blinked, you would have seen a little smirk on her face that had vanished as soon as it came.

"I'm sure you know Kunikuzushi, and you never gave me a proper answer about dating him. So what do you say?" She said, a smile on her face that anyone would have described as gentle, but you thought it was the stuff of nightmares.

Panic stricken you blurted out the first excuse that came up in your mind, "I already have a boyfriend! Actually right after I posted that he came up to me and asked me out haha"

"Oh?" replied, her eyebrows raised but a smile still playing on her lips. "Who is it?"

You racked your brain for anyone that would be the perfect example and remembered the man besides you, he could help you out for a few seconds right?

"Its Alhaitham!" You said as you dragged him in the front, intertwining both your hands together. You silently side eyed him with a pleading look. Sighing, he let go of your hand and you felt your heart drop, yeah you were about to lose your professors trust and your extra credit for the next 2 years, but then he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

"I didn't want it to be public lest it creates trouble for my dear Y/N" Alhaitham said. You thanked all the archons above, you would drop to your feet and pray but there was still an audience in the class.

"Oh that's wonderful! I'm sure your aunt will be thrilled to know" Professor Yae exclaimed and you felt Alhaitham stiffen up at the mention of his Aunt. Did you just create family troubles for him? "Well I'll leave you two love birds alone then, I can see you were planning on going somewhere together haha, have fun~"

After you leave the class and are far away from prying ears you drop to the nearest campus bench you can find.

"Did I perform well?" Alhaitham said, dropping down next to you. Both of you hadn't said a word after leaving the class.

"I'm really sorry about that, I'll make it up to you, I swear!" You explained. "But what was that about your Aunt? Are you going to get into trouble for dating?"

Alhaitham chuckled, "No it's nothing like that. My Aunt is just very interested in my personal life, she'll be adamant on meeting you if it gets out, which it probably will because her and the professor are friends."

"How do you feel about fake dating? I can meet your aunt and get her off your back for a while, and you can help till this thing with Miss yae blows over" you say out loud.

"Hmm, sounds like a deal I suppose"

╰┈➤ ❝[A/N] ~ Scara doesn't seem to be on the bandwagon oops- ~ Alhaithams aunt, i wonder who it is hehe ~Do you guys think I should open up asks for like headcannons and stuff? i like writing a lot but idk

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sakuatsu fic recs

bottled up tight by alyxe

completed | M | 6,140 words

When Sakusa’s night ends in getting wasted, Atsumu seizes the opportunity to reveal his best-kept secret to him. // they're SO dumb and embarrassing but they work it out <3

sakusa kiyoomi's short and unhelpful guide to falling in love by honest_pebble

completed | M | 7,336 words

Kiyoomi and Atsumu become friends with (make-out) benefits… because they're idiots. Especially Kiyoomi // skts practice kissing and omi takes some time to figure out his feelings

go fish by togaki

completed | G | 6,954

When Atsumu asks Motoya to help him score points with his cousin Sakusa at the national youth training camp, Motoya’s not sure who’s more fucked-up in the brain—Atsumu, for thinking his cousin is “hot,” or him, for being the poor chap who agrees to help him. // my all time favourite youth training camp fic <3

the shape that i'm in now, your shape in the doorway by volchitsae

completed | T | 2,220 words

The thrift store is packed with clothes; it takes some significant forearm strength to push the hangers apart and get a good look at each piece of clothing. Atsumu browses through a couple more racks until he nudges something soft with his foot. Crouching, he looks under the hems of the pants and sees the end of the sleeve of a fur coat. He grabs at it and tugs out a beautiful grey wool coat flattened between the dark wash distressed jeans. The lapels and sleeve cuffs are trimmed with sleet grey fur so delicate it almost looks like the animal it came from is still alive. For the first time since they’ve entered the store, the man at the till straightens up and looks alive instead of wanting to get out of here. // selkie omi gets himself a husband

haha what if we kissed at the [undisclosed store name]-? by fried_squid

completed | T | 6,927 words

Atsumu doesn't have his costco card and bribes a stranger into helping him. // favourite skts meet-silly uni au

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

[pix3lplays]

Not exactly a request but did you know I took a major math because I was influenced by doctor stone? I saw that you read it recently and tbh I felt such nostalgia, I remember being in tenth grade and watching the first season of the anime and falling in love because I love science and it was potrayed in a simple manner, now I'm doing my first semester in college, oh how time flies~~~

But coming back from my tangent what do you think about Senku x reader where reader challenges Senku to a math battle (I'm projecting tbh because I can do math too Senku!!) And gives Senku a hard time

Like a scenario where Senku knew reader back in school before turning to stone and during that high school time they were his classmate and decided to challenge him to a math battle where they asked questions to each other and scored points if they got it correct and lost points when they got the question incorrect. And to Senkus suprise he actually has a hard time with the questions reader gives him, and this develops into a minor crush because Senku isn't the most romantic in my opinion but would keep the people he finds interesting around him

So, whats your opinion on my little scenario?

-🤡anon

Ok that’s so cool, thanks for sharing your history with Dr. Stone with me!

-thoughts on reader challenging Senku to a math battle-

Okay SO

I think you’re absolutely right that Senku isn’t the most romantic, but he Does keep people he finds interesting around him.

And I think he’d probably start by not being interested in your little challenges…until they start really racking his brain, haha.

I think finding someone that could challenge him would mean love for our favorite scientist.

I mean there must not be a lot of stimulation in this world for him, but then you come along and challenge him to a simple little math battle only to Actually give him a hard time…

I imagine when it’s time for the crew to find a mathematician in the Stone World, his mind goes straight to you, rivaling even him at math….

[isaksbestpillow]

Hi! For the BL trope ask game: 4 and 14!

Hello! I didn't expect to get an actual ask but I'll do my best haha.

4. Long Term Pining

I'm gonna be boring and say Bad Buddy! Even though the pining only lasted a few episodes for the viewer, they succeeded in showing that for the character it had lasted for a long time and was only getting worse after each interaction. I like it when a show manages to establish a history for the pining that's a little deeper than he lent me his pen once. It's not often that you get to cry in episode four of a gmmtv bl!

But because I am currently an Ossan's Love Returns blog, I also want to bring up Kiku-sama and Izumi because asdjksjdsj what are they doing why are they like this!! At first I was shipping them for funsies, then I was screaming otouto nanka janeeyo and believing they're gonna be endgame, and now I'm just confused because Izumi is so stupid wtf????

14. Sunshine/Sunshine

This is a hard one! I'm racking my brain but I can't come up with a show that uses this trope. Is the opposites attracts trope just that much more popular, I don't know, maybe I just have a preference for it. I even went to check my manga library on Renta but couldn't find anything fitting there. :( Or maybe my definition of sunshine/sunshine is too narrow. I'd actually like to hear what pairings people consider sunshine/sunshine!

Thank you for the ask!

[nrc-broadcasting]

i dont know if you're answering asks right now, but yeah haha, happy holidays and merry christmas if you celebrate it!

note: sorry for the horrendously long ask

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Good day, Prefect, I've been thinking of sending a message for a while now, and I've finally gathered up the courage to do so. I'm a second-year student from Heartslabyul, and I'd like some help with some things. You see, there are these two cat twins from Pomefiore; they're first-years, and they're known to stir up mischief and cause havoc everywhere they go, and most people aren't exactly fond of them because of that. The thing is, I'm in a polyamorous relationship with the mentioned twins, and when word of that started to spread, people started to discourage me from continuing my relationship with them, telling me that I shouldn't associate myself with such delinquents. But the thing is, despite being mischievous and chaotic, they're actually quite sweet and know when to stop with their antics; they're also very caring at times too. But most people aren't aware of this side of them since they only ever show it to me. Now, Prefect, if it doesn't bother you too much, may I ask, how do I convince people that they aren't all bad? And what should I do if they continue to tell me to end our relationship solely due to their reputation? I thank you in advance.

~ Harlan

Been Under Scrutiny

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Ah yes, I thought this would be perfect for February, so here we are. Is Harlan talking about the Pomefiore Siameses by any chance? I vaguely remember seeing a post about those OCs but I can’t seem to find it again so sorry if this took a while.

Here they are again, sitting on a comfortable leather chair(courtesy of Professor Crewel), a mic placed onto the studio’s mahogany table. A platter of snacks placed to their far right, beside a stack of canned tuna and a sleeping Grim.

Their school issued laptop with a tab already open to read messages from listeners and their simple phone case facing side up.

Stretching their arms and cracking their back to get their blood flowing, they finally turn on the mic with a muffled yawn.

“Once again,” Yuu fixes their tie even if they can’t be seen.

“Good morning Twisted Wonderland! We’re finally back after… sh-t I can’t remember—” They turn away and whisper in realization.

“—a long time!” They turn back, a strange look on their face.

“Today’s ask is… quite lengthy. But so are most of them these days.” They playfully roll their eyes.

“Hmm.” Tentative eyes skim the message, soaking up the information like a sponge.

“Pomefiore cat twins…” They give a thoughtful hum.

They strum the mahogany table with their nails for a few moments, racking their brain for memories of said twins.

“Cat twins in Pomefiore… might you mean Akanda and Akenya Siam?” They trace their bottom lip with their index finger in contemplation.

An…unfortunate encounter with another set of twins’ prank crosses their mind.

“Ah. Probably not.” They grimaced at the memory.

“Perhaps…Siddell and Amani? Sorry, I don’t know their last names.” Yuu smiled sheepishly.

“Yes, they might be who you’re referring to. I might not have the best first impression of them, but it’s good to see them treat you as you deserve.”

“Anyways, back to the topic at hand,” Yuu pulls their school issued laptop closer to them.

“Let me provide a little summary of your situation,” Their eyes travel back to the message.

“You, Harlan, are in a polymerous relationship with the Pomefiore cat twins. They are known delinquents, which makes people around you to discourage your relationship, and this led to the twins attempting to shield you from that scrutiny by asking you to leave them,” They twist the ring around their finger, eyes still on the message.

“Huh, they seem a fair amount protective.” They remark.

“So from what I’ve gathered, the main question here is how do you defend both your relationship and partner— sorry, partners, from people who want 1950’s sh-t from you.” They softly click their tongue.

“I understand the need to defend you from others, but why do they seem so willingly to give your relationship up? As delinquents, one would expect them to not give a damn about what other people think and fight for what they think is right.”

“So where did that come from?” They ask.

“Yes, it might be to protect you, but at the cost of your relationship?” Yuu raised an eyebrow.

“That hardly seems like a fair trade.” They narrow their eyes.

“I think you should deal with your partners’ pleads first. As for what to say when you do,” They breathe, sincerely hoping this doesn’t sound wrong or out-of-pocket.

“Just say no. You know they’re asking you because they feel bad and think they don’t deserve you, so tell them it’s just self sabotage and encourage them to fight for your relationship than giving up on it.”

“Taking the easy way out is never good, so fight for it, even if it makes your knuckles bruise like violets.” They shrug.

“Then, defending and/or proving your relationship to other people will be easier as you now have them help you to maintain the relationship rather than giving in to other people’s opinions and pushing your break-up.”

“As for proving the relationship, the only thing I can really suggest as someone who’s been single since birth:,) is crank up the PDA and encourage them to show their sweet side. Since you’re already together, I don’t see any reason for embarrassment.”

“If they make you feel comfortable, if they make you feel loved, if you want to stay with them, then stay! You’ll be damned if you give a damn what people.” They say.

“If you long for those melancholic moments, staring the at ceiling with them when they never say too much. When they don’t have to read into your melancholia…”

“Then stay in their lavender haze.”

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Our fairytale has come to an end.

[blueywrites]

Hi, I'm the anon from earlier. Not disappointed at all! Still very much buzzing with excitement for whenever you complete part four. Take your time because I hate being rushed myself so I hope my last ask didn't make you feel like you have to speed things up for our sake.

I will gladly collect my recompense but I don't want to risk asking a question that might take the surprise out of what you have planned for the rest of the series( yes, I'm one of those losers who likes anticipation and also wants to know how the pregnancy reveal is going to go is it a boy or a girl how's eddie going to react aaaaaaaaah) so I'm going to go with the 'what if' route if you don't mind. If Pa had said yes to Eddie courting turtle dove what do you think their first official date might have been like?

(Also, the raccoon was very much appreciated! you're a cutie)

HI!! no no not feeling rushed by you at all. I felt bad for misleading you haha you are so good!

I absolutely understand that - I personally hate having tv shows and books spoiled (and also the pregnancy reveal... let's just say you won't have to wait too much longer for that)

If Eddie took Dove on her first official date...

Well, first off, you know that boy is showing up at the front door with flowers in hand. Probably a couple of sunflowers from his side of the fence, but also a nice mix of others he picked himself and tied together with some twine. They'd put it in a vase, and Mama would send them off with a stern word of caution not to be back too late but also would smile behind their backs as he helps her down the porch steps in her little heels.

Eddie and Dove love being outside, but they also spend a lot of their time together outside, so I think Eddie would've racked his brain to think of something unique for them to do when they essentially live in the middle of nowhere. He could've waited another week for the end-of-summer festival in town to do something special - which would likely include some kind of public declaration of his intentions to her - but he didn't have that much patience. So, for now, he'd settle for a safe bet. He'd borrow a little rowboat and take her out on the lake to float amongst the lilypads and under the branches of the willow. His guitar would be too bulky to bring, but he'd stash a harmonica in his pocket and sing to her some silly songs to make her giggle and then some more sentimental ones so he can see the way her face goes soft for him.

And then, when the heat of the day would make them start to feel lazy, he'd lay her back against his chest, and they'd let the lake drift them where it wants to while they nap together.

Their first date wouldn't be groundbreaking, but it would be full of everything that makes them most happy.

[ezamevolni]

Cryptic: Biggest Concern

Hi!!!

I haven't done a real post in so long TT I miss writing!! I vowed to do some properly this week but forces of the universe are at work to stop me (fever...forgot my hard disk...broke my laptop :')) But I finally got a few days of vacation! YAY! What better to do when sick and free, than to write about Jinkook eh?

So I'm doing a shorter (?) post on something I don't think I've seen many people commenting on. Of course, I could be chronically overthinking if I'm the only one that picked it up? haha. 🙂

JinJunMin~ Making Salad (3.13.2021)

Anyways, this instance is rather loosely connected to Jungkook 🧚🏼‍♀️

For context and relevancy: BTS were frequently doing unit Vlives after they were grounded since the start of 2020. They had less public activities so 'prescheduled' Vlives were an avenue for them to see fans, and for fans to see them. Sometimes the Vlives were fun because the members were absorbed into doing the activity of the day, other times it's fun when they find camaraderie in their shared reluctance to be there.

This salad making session demonstrated the latter - Jin already ate before the live, Minimoni were not salad fans so this trio by all means were just attending as part of their jobs. Happy to be there? That's asking too much lol.

For more specific context, the trio had been on the verge of an argument fallen into silence several times and were giving each other a hard time randomly jumping from topic to topic throughout the live.

When Jin was sarcastically hyping up the plate of chicken breast to the camera, RM abruptly decided to ask him how he had been doing.

The question seemed to stump Jin for a few moments,

Jin was stuttering, stalling, and racking his brain for something to say, then eventually landed on a work schedule as his answer. Then Jimin and Namjoon both chimed in about how they've been practicing for Grammys and actually saw each other the day before.

An assumption on my part, but Jin likely first thought about the section of his life that Namjoon didn't know about - off-work hours - and was filtering through for what he could talk about. I think gaming could have been a great answer. But Jin was caught off-guard, so I don't know if that affected his fibbing skills.

It could be something or could be nothing.

But the following in the middle of the live was quite the interesting convo:

The conversation had stopped and started a few times by now and Jin was filling in by talking about something salad related.

He brought up how some of the other members had salad recently.

Namjoon was paying close attention to what Jin was saying because he parroted him when he listed "Yoongi" and "Jungkookie"

RM: (nodding and repeating) "...Jungkookie."

And after a brief second of contemplation, Namjoon went ahead and asked, "Hyung, don't you have any concerns lately?"

Jin seemed to immediately know what he was referring to and answered, "For concerns, there's just the one thing."

Jimin seemed in the know about this as well.

Humming in agreement, nodding and suppressing a grin.

By now Jin had laid down his chopsticks. I think he knew what Joon was referring to. It was a pretty vague question, but it seemed like it had a pointed answer.

However since Jin didn't elaborate, Namjoon probed further.

If you've watched enough BTS interviews, you'd know the signs instantly whenever they all simultaneously think of something they can't say on camera and start smiling like weirdos.

Jin was still chewing but he was gearing up. He's about to say it.

As he went, "Of course," ...

that was met with instant censorship from Jimin ("Let's just stop, hyung").

I also noticed Namjoon's knowing expressions while he was waiting and listening:

Annnnnd of course, we don't get the real answer from Jin who said,

"I don't have Army in front of me during concerts."

Joon was laughing after hearing the line. Jimin also hadn't looked at the camera once since this conversation started.

And we know Jin just lied improvised a new answer because he retorted back at Joon,

There is another answer. There is another 'concern'.

He almost said it 🤌🏼 Just let it all go and say it Seokjin.. what's there to hide 😩

After Jin gave his answer, RM decided not to probe further since he knew the nature of that other answer. It can't be said anyway. So they agreed on 'armys not being there in person as a very important concern'.

And Jin of course turned the tables on Joon when he could

Ok, whatever this 'concern' was, it's very specific and I guess RM also had a similar ongoing issue that Jin knew about?

So to recap:

Jin mentioned Yoongi and Jungkook's names, Namjoon heard, repeated Jungkook's name and suddenly posed the question 'any recent concerns'.

Jin did have a major one which apparently everyone (but us) knew about. And it can't be said on camera. And the thought of it makes them giggle.

Lastly, RM seemed to have a similar concern.

So 🙂 I don't have an answer for what the mystery concern is, but I do have ideas. They are probably similar to your ideas right now. Or maybe we all have no idea.

But wouldn't it be funny if one of us was right ;)

Ultimately, if you want any take aways from this cryptic conversation, is that they tend to giggle a lot whenever they touch on topics related to ermhmm, taboo topics. It's not sad, dark or serious, but taboo. What else could it be.

[rafecameronsbadussy]

Only You|| Surf’s Up (Ch. 1)

Summary: Reader wakes up to find herself in a typical predicament. She proceeds to join the pouges for some fun in the sun and surfs with a certain Maybank boy;).

Warnings: alcohol consumption

My work is not to be plagiarized.

A/n: Hello dears! I am so excited to bring this series to tumblr. I hope you will enjoy part one of Only You. I’m hoping I can get chapter two out by tomorrow <3.

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The Outer Banks, Paradise on Earth.

It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes one island.

There's figure eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the kooks. Guess where we don't live.

And then there's the south side, or "the cut". Home of the working class who make a living bussing tables, washing yachts, running charters. Natural habitat of drumroll please... the pouges.

There's JJ, my best friend since the third grade. He's about as local as they come. Latest in a long line of fishing, smuggling, vendetta holding, salt-lifers who made their living off the water. Best surfer I know, just don't tell him I said that.

Now there's Y/n. A pouge through and through.

Y/n and JJ have had a thing for each other for as long as anyone can remember. But they both keep... busy. When she's not batting her lashes, you'll find her raving about "real music", or how our society is going to implode because we're all too close-minded. She's definitely going somewhere, not far, but somewhere.

And there's Kiara, or Kie, as we call her. She's a rich kid, actually, foot in both worlds. And when she's not saving turtles, or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us.

And there's Pope, the brains of the operation. Finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. And the smartest person I know. A little bit of a weirdo. He's a pouge, just like the rest of us.

So that’s my crew, and that’s me, John Booker Routledge.

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Y/n’s POV

Your eyes opened to an unfamiliar room, cluttered with clothes and sports paraphernalia.

"Shit," you mumble, slowly picking someone's arm off of you and slipping out of their bed. You turned away and started sliding on your half-wet bathing suit and clothes as quickly as possible, racking your brain for what happened last night.

"Hey," the guy grumbled, your face instinctively scrunched. Who is this mother fucker.

"Hey..." you whispered back, scrambling with your clothes and picking up your phone.

"Where are you going?" you slowly turn around at this.

"Breakfast," your eyes wandered around the room before discovering a sizable Tom Brady poster right above the bed that makes your eyes bulge.

"Come back to bed." Your eyes are drawn back as he grabs your arm and pulls you to sit on the bed.

"I will, hang on." You say squeezing his hand, smiling, and standing up. You tiptoe out of the house, thankfully making it out without confrontation.

Then a friendly brown van littered with stickers approaches from behind.

"No shit." You half-shout grinning. You hear John B and Kie whooping from inside.

"Woah Y/n, little early for a walk," JJ says. The Twinkie stops and Kie slides the back door open for you.

"You dirty girl." Kie teases.

"Haha very funny," you say smiling as you climb in and shut the door. You now recognize the area as Kie's neighborhood. The Twinkie begins moving once again, as you take your seat next to Kie.

"Shit Y/n, you're macking with kooks now." John B says from the driver's seat.

"I mean, gotta start networking to become a trophy wife early."

"That's what I'm sayin'," Kie adds, her hair blowing from the open windows

"Hey where's Pope?" you ask no one in particular.

"We're on our way over there now." John B replies.

"Ahh," you reply. Then, he and JJ start talking about fishing or some weird redneck shit.

"Sooo... how was it?" Kie questions grinning. You playfully roll your eyes and smile back.

"Who knows anymore, they all blend together."

"It looks like he liked it," she says, her smile still beaming, pointing to your neck. You pull out your phone to check.

"Oh my god." you start, "Men are literally feral, why am I getting marked like a piece of meat."

"He's gotta make sure you know you're his." her smile was stationary on her face.

"God."

"Come on baby, get back in bed and snuggle." she mocks, batting her lashes and pulling your arm.

"No because he basically said that," you respond, eyes widening. "That's not even the worst part. He had a Tom Brady poster above his bed."

"Noo," she replied, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Yeah," you respond, nodding.

"Girl,"

"Maybe this is my sign from the universe to stop hoeing around."

"Maybe,"

"Eh, I won't though." you and Kie laugh together. "What about you? I see the way you and a certain someone have been acting." you pester beaming from ear to ear.

"Shut your mouth," she says raising her eyebrows making you giggle more. She glances at the thankfully, still preoccupied boys, specifically the brunette. "You really can't talk, what about you and blondie?"

"We just flirt for fun. You on the other hand... I see the sly little kisses on the cheek. You're not as slick as you think Missy." you say, pointing an accusatory finger her way.

"You can kiss people on the cheek. Friends kiss each other on the cheek all the time."

"Oh really, when have you ever kissed me on the cheek."

"Uh-..." she starts.

"Exactly," you say, lowering your finger. She then pecks your cheek and your mouth hangs open, your hand flys to the distinct spot. You gasp lightly. "Wow,"

"Um-" a muddled, awkward Pope stands outside the open door of the van. You and Kie both burst into laughter.

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All the pouges and you lay sprawled out on the secluded beach, beer in hand. The sun is radiant and the waves crash against the shore.

"Do you think dogs can read minds?" JJ says from beside you on your towel.

"How drunk are you?" Pope asks from his beach chair.

"Maybe," you reply laying on your stomach with your head on your arms. "They're so smart."

"Yeah, smarter than me," JJ replies

"You know, you remind me of a Golden Retriever." you say turning back to look at him over your shoulder, "You're like pure lightheartedness."

"Roof, roof." JJ starts barking. You laugh and nudge him with your leg. "Wait, that's like the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."

"Aww," you say sticking out your bottom lip a bit.

"Y'all are weird." John B says before taking a sip of his beer.

"You're just boring," you reply grinning at him, making him sarcastically roll his eyes.

"Wanna surf?" JJ asks you smiling.

"Who do you think I am." you grin as he grabs your hand to help you up. You take off your shorts and shirt and are met with an ogling boy. "Pick up your jaw blondie," you say, grinning.

"Just enjoying the view." His eyes drink you up and down and a smirk plays on his lips.

"Like what you see?"

"Mhm," he hums in content.

"Come on, dork," you say, putting a hand on his jaw to playfully turn his head to the side. You both jog off towards the crashing waves of the sparkling ocean with your boards. You take turns watching each other surf the waves and while watching him your mind begins to wander.

He surfs the wave effortlessly, his wet hair clings to his face, which is way more attractive than you'd like to admit. And his sparkling blue eyes mirror the hue of the ocean which makes him appear almost godlike. The sight in front of you brings you back to Kie's words. "What about you and blondie?".

Like you had already admitted you and JJ flirted, but you always assumed it was just flirting and nothing else. Now you were beginning to think it was more than that.

Nah no way it's just sexual attraction. I mean sure his smile felt like a beam of sunlight. And his embrace elicited fireworks in your chest. Not to mention every time you make eye contact you could swear your heart stops beating.

It's definitely just sexual.

[marckinggrant]

Jake: Yo Stevie uh can we chat?

Steven: Sure! Of course we can chat. What is up with you? *he puts down his put glancing over to Jake*

Jake: Nothing nothing. I just wanna say somethin.

Steven: *Steven tilts his head, furrowing his brow* Okay… Ok then! Don’t leave me in suspense.

Jake: I feel like you got the hots for me Stevie! Like c’mon you can admit it, your eyes like glossin over me. I maintain myself pretty well yeah?

Steven: What are you talking about? I’m not up here for your jokes at this hour Jake.

Jake: I’m not jokin. I just wonder why you look at me so much whenever I’m in control. It’s like your eyes shine beams on me all the time. I know I’m handsome and all like that but I just feel… just feel there is something more. I'm sorry bout that especially since I can't really give you more than a good show heh *Jake shoots a smirk* That's not enough for someone like you.

.

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Steven: *he gasps surprised from those words, suddenly Jake is all serious* Well… I am curious. Jake may I ask you something?

Jake: You sure?

Steven: Please~ *Steven beams a small smile*

Jake: …Heh shoot it muchacho. You can always ask me anything! *Jake rests his head on his palms casually leaning back*

Steven: Do you ever uhh.. get... the hots for me?

Jake: Wow, you’re going straight for the kill with that one Stevie.

Steven: You don’t get to pull that on me! *Steven pouts* You’re the one bold enough to call yourself handsome and call yourself someone who can’t give enough. Now out with it if you please.

…And quit calling me Stevie!

Jake: … *he sighs and draws in a deep breath, Jake gulps and stares right into awe inspiring eyes* Si. Yeah, ...Yes Steven.

Steven: Oh! Jake.

Jake: It’s okay if you aren’t the same. I just wanted to let you know bud, that’s all.

Steven: …W-well what do you like about me? Mmmh… Just tell me all that you know about your feelings. Be honest Jake. Let it all out. *Steven plainly looks at Jake in expectation* Pfft, sorry that was a little strong even for me to handle.

Jake: *he sends a soft glance to Steven before racking up to his brain to think of it* ...It all started from me being curious. Curious about a little guy that was late to school every day. Gotta say, I was a little bit of a bully back then because I always found myself laughing at the little guy who ran to the bus every day.

It felt like I was sneaking in some morning tv screentime every time I looked at him. The clothes I saw him wearing told me what's up with the weather. And looking into his school life felt like I was watching one hell of a show.

It was fun seeing how he thought of the day and trying to make the best of it, trying to get good grades for his mama and feeling very happy with himself, and trying to always push himself through the day in general through whatever means necessary. Trying to survive... However, when things started to get a lil hairy for the young kid. I started to feel very invested in him knowing his past, and relating to him. I started to become more angry than usual for this kid. That's when I realized something.

Steven: What was it?

Jake: I started to have a small crush on this fun character I have been watching every day through my anger. I felt a bit heated in every way possible just thinking about anything about Steven Grant. I can see why Marc was a big fan ahahaha! He was a big fan because you were someone that made one's day amazing. Amazing from being... amazingly kind, amazingly soft, amazingly pretty and pretty handsome, and... b-being... amazingly Steven.

Steven: O-Oh wow! I can't begin to say what I'm thinking right now. Ugh, my brain feels like it's gone to mush! Although it sounds quite cheesy haha...!

Jake: Gahhhh, why do you make my brain go to mush every day cariño~?

Steven: Hmph. Now you're trying to kill me, that's the game you're playing on me Jake?

Jake: Well, I do like playin games. Sounds good for a date right?

Steven: Hehehe! I just hope Marc doesn't mind if we cut back on control for a while. I would like to play some darts with you. We'll talk to him later about this.

Jake: Ok! But wow, you plan on targeting a bullseye on my heart or somethin? If so, ya already did darling~

Steven: !!!!!! *Steven blushes harshly as he tries to put out the fire Jake keeps igniting in his cheeks* I-I actually will if you don't stop being a cheesy joker!

Jake: Heheh, will stop for you Stevie~

[captainjaybirdd]

Pairing: Papa Emeritus III x F!reader

Rating: PG

Warnings: Swearing, Curse, Anxiety

Plot: You are the artist and designer of the group. As Papa Emeritus III's ritual last night drew to a worrying close, you're rushed out to the safety and privacy of the tour bus. The romance will start soon...or will it?

I have a few headcanons in terms of Terzo and the ghouls, which you'll see throughout the story. He's my third (haha, funny. Not on purpose.) comfort character out of four, and because of that and since this is my story, I hope you don't mind me putting some of them in here.

Survival of the Fittest

Chapter Two

All you remember was being grabbed and rushed away, the soft feeling of well-kept hair beneath your fingers being the only thing keeping you remotely conscious. The wind of being brought to the bus at such speed ran through your own hair, and you found yourself enjoying it. You were unaware you were even being carried, being so absorbed in just...stroking the black strands and they danced in the wind also- but your vision was anything but clear. As this mysterious figure would bring your dazed form to safety, you didn't even know who it was. This person could be anyone, you could be in the middle of being kidnapped for all you know.

Completely out of it, you conked out against the firm chest. Your head on his shoulder, his head on yours as he finally came to a stop. After that, you remember nothing. Waking up quite a while later judging by the darkness of the night, you've been down for hours.

You looked up to see six faces- no, that's not right...One face and five masks looking right back at you. From surprise alone, you jumped and would have fallen off whatever it was you'd been laid on were it not for Papa catching you.

"Hush, my sweet songbird. You are safe now, do not worry. You're on the bus. Do you remember what happened?"

The soft voice broke the silence and caught you off guard. Lifting your drained eyes, you opened your mouth to speak only to make not a sound. Instead, you just shook your head, your expression furrowing into confusion as you racked your brain to figure it out. Trying to sit up, you grunted with the effort- that action alone making you lightheaded. Still completely and utterly dazed by whatever happened, you were assisted by Papa to sit up, his arm around your back to support you. The five Ghouls had stepped back just a bit to give you space, glancing at each other, then Papa, then each other again.

"I...I don't. I don't feel too good..."

You murmured after summoning the strength to speak. Papa then glanced back to his Ghouls for a few seconds. They know something you don't. The five were chattering quietly and nervously, Air and Alpha leaning against the wall for support, as they hadn't fully recovered from the incident before. You couldn't explain the feelings you were experiencing. Papa seemed to be overflowing with regret but you didn't understand why.

"I know, (Y/N). I...don't either. You should never have been mixed up in this, I'm so sorry..."

As soon as he apologised, you shook your head. Firmly believing he had nothing to apologise for. After your vision finally cleared and you regained most of your senses, what happened was coming back to you bit by bit. Secondo, Primo, Nihil. You remembered seeing them and the looks on their painted faces, the fury that seemed to be filling their eyes. Your brow furrowed as the memories restored, some but not all. You don't remember the curse, or most of what happened except that...soft hair under your gentle fingers.

"I don't know what happened but I have a feeling it wasn't your fault. What...did happen?"

You spoke with a gentle tone, lifting your head to look into his mismatched eyes. Shame was evident in them, along with sadness. The young Papa sighed and looked at you properly.

"My father and brothers don't like me very much, (Y/N). I don't know why. Maybe it's because I'm different, maybe it's because I'm the youngest, maybe it's because I don't always wear those...damn robes. There could be a million reasons they hate me, and that was reflected on you when you touched me. I vaguely remember being told every Papa goes through some...ah...test? It's basically if they get through it they're in line to lead the Ministry. I remember watching my eldest brother and father do it to Secondo as a child except...his wasn't purple, it was blue. Same with Primo from what Secondo told me. Mine...mine wasn't and purple is commonly associated with...well, death magic, necromancy, hexes..."

Slowly you were putting the pieces together. Blue...maybe you're wrong, but wasn't blue typically associated with men, boys? Stereotypical, you thought, but you highly doubted that was the case. Little did you know. You raised a brow at the man before you, biting your cheek as you tried to figure out why the colour of all things stood out to you the most. Your head tilted- right as Terzo averted his eyes. His head was slightly bowed and turned to the side, so you couldn't see his face thanks to raven strands falling in front of it.

"I...I need to tell you...all of you, something."

You and the Ghouls glanced at each other as Papa stood and walked to the window so his back was to you. Standing with the help of Air, you nodded in silent thanks. The six of you kept quiet as you all waited for Papa to continue. It was a long few moments before he did.

"I'm...I'm genderfluid...and pan."

The nervousness of his tone says it all. You couldn't help it, you broke into a massive smile. Laughing even from happiness and honoured he told you. He trusted you enough to tell you something so personal and important! It made you feel amazing. Hearing your laugh, Terzo mistook it for mocking, dropping his head to his chest and refusing to turn around. The Ghouls had the same reaction, proud of him.

But you noticed what seemed to be shame and gestured for the Ghouls to be silent. You walked over to the man and put a hand on his shoulder as he'd turn his head a fraction to just about be able to look at you, seeing your proud smile and glittering eyes.

"Terzo...that's amazing! I'm so proud of you, we all are! I mean, I think we kind of knew, but not fully! I- we love you for who you are, not who they try to make you become. You have a right to be happy and who you are without judgement. As should everyone."

You spoke with a genuine tone. Papa's eyes glittered in pure happiness you accepted him. He turned to you before you could register, and hugged you so tight you thought he'd break your spine. Laughing, you hugged him back as the Ghouls joined.

"I love you- guys too!"

You both slipped up there, but only the ghouls seemed to notice. Glancing to each other. Well, it was true. You'd both known each other for years, and you've been best friends since you met. Over time, feelings had grown in your chests for one another, yet you were both too scared to think about them either. The Ghouls grinned beneath their masks- the bus wasn't moving, so Alpha snuck up behind you and pushed you- into Papa's arms! Then they ran, leaving both of you stunned and confused in one another's arms.

As you both registered and blushed up a storm, your eyes locked.

[shrodingersbox]

hiiiiiii there hi i'm so sorry for the disturbance, but i'm in the process of putting together a personal reference document on early ( to be precise, late pleistocene in europe ) humans, and their way of life, starting from the smallest domestic things to necessities for surviving their native climate - including the way they would prepare and utilize animal parts for clothing, bedding, shelter etc.

i need to disclaim that it's not some serious thing! it's not for academia or anything else, i am just-- god this is shameful --- putting together a tabletop campaign with a hilarious amount of research for an ice age setting that also incorporates magic and dinosaurs 😭

so, the specific reason i'm here ( and in a couple other inboxes, you might see me ) is because i am looking for resources on how one could prepare animal parts - skin, hair, bone, antlers - without relying on any modern tools, chemicals, etc.. and how such prepared products would differ from those you'd see today.

fun things i've been told so far, but which might not be accurate, is that large anthills could be used to clean bones over the span of a month or so ( paired with cooking the bones, but i'm not sure if that'd be before or after? ) and that the process of tanning in some cultures includes smearing the hide with a mixture of animal brain, liver and salt. if you live by the sea, very resourceful!

unfortunately i have basically zero practical experience with 'natural' tanning methods because i'll be honest, they're super hit and miss and most people these days who try them either quit or go to a synth tan because it's actually reliable.

that being said, the options you have are, generally: brain, egg, and leaf tanning (from what i understand.) the hides still need to be scraped out, usually on a rack with a knife or ulu-like tool to remove flesh, fat, and to thin the skin, and then painted with the fat or soaked in the tannins. then the hides will need to be broken as it dries and smoked - the smoke is actually one of the most important parts as this is what actually finalises the tanning process. it's difficult to keep the fire at a good temp for smoking and not burning and it takes several hours to do. if you don't smoke the hide it won't be waterproof and thus not useful for garments or furniture :)

i am assuming, at least, that these hides won't be as soft as a modern tan, but will be usable as evidenced by, uh, well, our ancestors using them for millennia haha.

what i do have more experience with "natural" methods is bone cleaning! i have tried the anthill method and personally it was better for cleaning off skulls that already are mostly clean, but it still wasn't that great imo. dermestids, as you've probably heard, are the best for the job but in the wild they aren't as reliably available and prefer dried-out/jerkeyed meat. so great in the desert, not so much if you're in the fantasy equivalent of the american pacific northwest :')

i use flies - just normal ass flies, since maggots like wet/rotting meat - and a combo of that + maceration (soaking the skulls in water so bacteria help eat the flesh) can get a skull clean in about a week if the weather is warm. this is, of course, the stinky way to do it, and there's usually some gross cleanup afterwards in the form of picking your bones/teeth out of the meat and hair soup, but the maceration water helps to degrease the skull as it rots. if you cook a skull it can damage the bone and make it brittle, as well as cook grease into the bone and make it really gross, stinky, and it will leach grease for eternity. if your characters have watertight containers that flies have access to and don't mind smelling rotting meat for a week, that's the way i would go.

hopefully that helped! and don't be ashamed of writing for ttrpgs, i spend every other saturday of my life playing dnd (now to be pathfinder as soon as the dm gets the system figured out) and yes, i have played a guy obsessed with bones (rip kip carrol you were my favourite). of course, he could magically clean bones, but y'know.

[veilder]

Q's for writers: 16 & 25

Thank you for the questions, dear Anon! :D (For the ask game here!)

16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

Haha, this is such a funny question! And I'm racking my brain trying to think of something clever to say, but... Man, I think my worst offense is probably the flap of a pack of Orbit gum that is still currently in my copy of Lord of the Rings. XD It's been there for so long? It's even a different design than the current packaging now, lol. But that's all I can really think of. XD

25. What is a weird, hyper-specific detail you know about one of your characters that is completely irrelevant to the story? Man! You know, I spend all this dang time thinking about characters and how to write them and their backstories and such... And here I am drawing a complete blank. XD Okay, wait! Y'know what? How about my headcanon for Elijah Kamski from DBH? Specifically the reason he was ousted from CyberLife and how he ended up where he is in canon? The entire thing is... very long and detailed, lol! But the short version is: Kamski was a child genius with opportunistic parents who was thrust into a world he wasn't emotionally prepared for. He struggled with relating to his peers and really only found solace in his college mentor, Amanda Stern, who became something like a mother figure to him. She's the one who really encouraged and fostered his talents, encouraging him to strike out and found his business at such a tender age, and she became one of the founding members alongside him, a steadfast support on his Board of Directors. (I hc there was also a third member of this little founder trifecta, but that's not important rn.) After CyberLife was established and the first androids were set to market, Kamski's innovations continued as he preferred the hands-on R&D to the actual minutiae of running a business. Gradually, the Board would take more and more responsibilities from him, especially after Amanda's health begins to worsen, which would eventually lead to her death soon after. Around the same time, a grief-stricken Kamski would throw himself back into his work, and it's then he'd begin noticing odd discrepancies in his field trials, eventually leading to him formulating his original Theory of Deviancy. But by now, CyberLife is taking off like a damn rocket. When Kamski brings his findings to the Board and puts forward his motion to halt business until he can figure out what exactly is happening, he's overruled. With Amanda's passing, her share of the stock would be seized by the third founder, and Kamski would've been in no place to intercede even if he'd known it was happening. At this point, he's well and truly lost control of the business he helped build from the ground up, his CEO title nothing more than a cheap title the Board uses to placate their shareholders and the public at large. But all of this leaves Kamski in a very dangerous place. His best ally is gone, his powerful empire usurped, and his creations may not be as infallible as he once thought. The last straw is when his experimental RK prototype schematics are seized, though it would take years for CyberLife's engineers to even be able to decipher them, much less catch up to his original craftsmanship. (Hence why CyberLife's RK800 is more or less on par with the far older RK200.) He tries to sabotage the takeover of his own intellectual property, but by ordinance, it belongs to CyberLife. He has no choice but to surrender his creations (though the completed RK200 "Markus" is spared due to a legal loophole of him being gifted to a third party). But he does end up having to surrender the RK100.

I have a whole pet theory about that, too, but suffice to say, the Amanda in the Zen Garden who acts as Connor's handler is the original prototype RK100. The initial experiment was a sort of memory preservation attempt, as the human Amanda's body began to fail her. Kamski wouldn't tried to find some way to save her, and making a sort of imprint of her mind was one of his attempts. Sadly, Amanda would pass away before the full prototype could be built, though the imprints of her mind would remain as the bodiless RK100 in it's virtual world. Kamski would then painstakingly craft the virtual Zen Garden as a space for her, as a sort of memorial to his beloved mentor, which CyberLife would then revamp as a sort of AI to sync with their RK800 series. After that, Kamski would resign his position, leaving with his fortune to become the recluse we find him as in his mansion. He takes with him his first Chloe, the RT600, who he created before CyberLife's bylaws were drafted and so was exempt from the seizure. He would build her multiple bodies that could function independently, but all have access to the same sort of hivemind. And he would begin plotting to take down his former company in the coming years. Starting with purchasing an old, abandoned freighter permanently docked within CyberLife's very shadow... ...Haha, well, I said I wouldn't get into it, but I kinda did. XD Suffice to say, I have *a lot* of thoughts about Kamski that have never actually made it into any of my fics, lol! But I do genuinely think he wants his androids to succeed in their revolution. Now, whether that stems from some sort of twisted altruism, a megalomaniacal god complex, or just good old revenge against the people who wronged him, who's to say? Could be any of those or something else entirely. Could be everything combined. But he does seem particularly invested in his androids triumphing over their human masters and how that will shape history going forward. (And there's also that deleted dialogue of his where, if Markus fails, Kamski himself dares to take up the mantle of leader, which is... 👀👀👀) Anyway, hope that answers your question, lol! Thank you for sending these in, Anon! :D