#NURTURE thats the word i was looking for!

[kerorowhump]

call me delusional if you will but I think something I really like about keroro that I guess you don't see much is that consistently he's shown to be caring, but you have to look for the little things, like how he looks out for his crew, how he jumps to defend earth even to his own detriment, so as an extension I like when he's portrayed as in touch with earth (remember when he was really hardcore for recycling 😭) or when he takes care of a smaller being because to me it's like, his true nature, like he doesn't do it on purpose or even know that he is doing it, everything else he does he's aware of (sometimes even feels really guilty about it! so he is *aware*) but caring comes so naturally that it's never even acknowledged

[b14augrana]

‘The Death Of You’

The pursuit to being the greatest of all time comes above everything, including your health.

Barça Femení x reader

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Warnings: slight overshadowing of injury

A/N: edited this author’s note way too many times buttttttt im not making a pt 2 of this because its just a silly little blurb that’s been rotting in my drafts and thats i wanna say okay thanks enjooooyyyyy

“When you think of passion, you think of someone that does anything for their club, and that’s (Y/N). The blaugrana is everything to her, and it is a part of her. She puts the badge before herself, and all she emits, all they admire of her, everything she represents, is Barça.

(Y/N) is Barça, Barça is (Y/N)” — Mapi León.

For Barça, you would give your life. You have put your body on the line and taken the hits until your skin turns the colours of the jersey you truly believe you’ll die in.

It’s what your mother says will eventually kill you. Going down with the jersey, for the jersey, your love for the greatest club in the world coming before all. It’s proof, almost, that Barcelona is so great, it’s worth dying for.

But, the funny thing is, you hadn’t loved living in Barcelona growing up. In fact, you hated everything about it. It felt like an asylum or some sort of confinement where the only things left to stare at are the four walls you’re enclosed by, except, those four walls were littered with posters of men you constantly watched play at the stadium of your dreams, and the only thing that made staring at those four walls so much of a punishment is the fact you were a girl and there was no such thing as a woman footballer.

You had shitty friends to remind you of that every single time they caught you stopping in the street (though you don’t even stop, your foot just drags along the ground a bit slower than usual) just to take a closer look at a mural of some Barça legend.

You hated living in Barcelona because you had nobody on your side that believed there was a place for you or any other woman behind the huge, towering walls of Camp Nou.

Barcelona went from being an asylum to a garden that was nurtured with every match played and goal scored, a title or medal sprouting from the buds of every stem and bush.

You would die for Barcelona. Hell was worth living through, for Barcelona, just to feel whatever emotion devoured you when you step out to a full stadium in the famous blue and garnet.

You want to be the best. That comes above everything — there is no point in devoting your life to something if you’re not going to be the best at it, and you had given more than what was required for Barça.

What you also want is to create a legacy not only for yourself, but the club as well, one title at a time. A legacy associated with winning, and being the greatest of all time. The last thing you need to implement this reputation? The Champions League.

You take in the stadium, the raindrop-covered grass, the noise. That headache inducing noise, caused by the record attendance in the stadium. The headache inducing noise that, when you focus on it, begins to become coherent and recognisable as the Barcelona anthem. With every step closer to the pitch, you find it harder to pay attention to anything around you, and the anxiety in your stomach is more apparent than ever before.

You kill the period of time between exiting the tunnel and finding your place on the field by warming up (or in other words, doing whatever you can to shake the nerves). You step out onto the pitch and feel the pinch of the cold wind which, for some reason, elicits an epiphany; the only thing separating you and that trophy is these 90 minutes.

Those 90 minutes drag on. Pass after pass, unsuccessful dribble after unsuccessful dribble, you’re not getting any closer to the goal but you can’t feel disheartened or unmotivated because all you have is 90 minutes. Everything can change in 90 minutes.

Everything does change. You don’t know how it happened, or who passed you the ball, or whether you even called for it, but you had it and you were moving quickly with it. Managing to glide past Renard, leaving her behind you to grapple at your jersey hopelessly, you find yourself up against Endler on your own.

Although there are 20 other players on the pitch, discarded behind you, it feels like it’s just you and Endler in an empty stadium. The goal looks bigger than it should be as your foot swings down onto the ball, and the raucous noise of the stadium can only intensify when the ball just misses the tip of Endler’s glove and meets the back of the net.

It is hard to ignore the unfamiliar discomfort in your knee, but you do it anyways. You run off to celebrate and don’t pay it another thought. You don’t mention it to anyone amidst the celebrations because how could you possibly ruin this moment, and it’s basically gone by the time you return to the midfield.

For a moment, there's hope. Your goal sparks new light into the eyes of your teammates. One golden boot shines brighter than a golden glove and there's a connection between your foot and the ball that just makes sense, and it's put away in the back of the net.

But when the ball starts rolling again and it meets the feet of Van de Donk, you realise 1 goal isn't enough.

No, it's like hanging off the edge of a cliff, fingers clawing for whatever jagged edge of a rock they can reach, clinging onto the little thing you have keeping you up. But with every minute, every intercepted pass, missed or deflected shots, the cliffside is crumbling.

Lyon is an exceptional team. That's why they manage to put one past Sandra, and you're back to square one. Your mind, drunk on pride, pushes you to do more, to give more. Your body feels like it can't possibly give anything more, yet you still run up and down the pitch without slowing down once and you throw yourself at the ball every time you find the opportunity.

It’s what your mother says will eventually kill you.

So it does, internally. When the final whistle pierces your ears and the minority of Lyon fans in the crowd burst into cheers, it kills you, because you would die for this club and it hurts to come so close but fall short.

The winning legacy you were so close to completing, was now tainted by your failure to actually win.

Your knee also hurts. A lot.

You lie down on the pitch, its soggy and uneven surface being the only comfort you have in this place where everywhere you look, there are reminders that you’re not good enough. The more you think about all the sacrifices and things you put on the line for this title, you wonder, ‘When’s it gonna be my turn?’

Disappointed fans filing out of the exits, your teammates surrounding you trying to hold in their tears, the dancing and celebrating from Lyon.

The sound of sniffles can be heard from beside you, and you roll over to see Mapi, her eyes bloodshot and her cheeks dusted with patches of red.

As you line up to receive your medal, you don’t even want to wear it. Silver will never be better than gold, there’s nothing good about being second to best, being outperformed is nothing to be proud of. But you still keep the medal on.

You hang your head and look away from the winner’s stage, because your heart is too sore to take in the fact that would’ve, could’ve, should’ve been you.

‘When’s it gonna be my turn?’

[princessbrunette]

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pope lets you know when he’s proud of you. he understands the importance of using his words to communicate how he feels especially as you’re such a quiet overthinker. it goes without saying that you like the praise, makes you all warm and gushy inside, and it hits even better when your boyfriend is such a calm and nurturing individual.

if you’re really doubting yourself, sometimes the words don’t stick — and pope watches you get that look in those big doe eyes of yours. the look of uncertainty, like you don’t quite believe the words coming out of his mouth.

when you get like this, there’s an easy fix. he’d studied you, truly — and he’d written all about his quick fixes in his notes app ‘girlfriend handbook’. he came to understand that sometimes you need to get out of your head for a while, come undone, feel good. being pleasured by pope was a reminder of who was in charge, a weight off your shoulders.

you stand timidly at the foot of the bed, watching the way pope gets comfy against the headboard, sat up with his legs spread enough to fit a girlfriend sized shape between them. “you wanna come over here?” he’s calm, kind, smiling to let you know it was okay. he really did treat you like a baby deer sometimes, one wrong move and you’d spook, jetting in the other direction.

once you’re laying back against his chest, releasing an anxiety riddled shaky breath— he rubs the goosebumps on your arms, lowering his lips to speak into your ear quietly. “so… i got you a toy.” he lilts positively, keeping things light to ease you. you feel him shuffle beneath you, digging into his pocket before pulling out a small pale pink bullet, the on button a heart shape in the centre.

“wha’s that, pope?” you slur a little, already feeling yourself slipping into that warm and forgetful headspace.

“its something thats gonna make you feel real good. here, wanna hold it?” he presses it into the palm of your waiting hand, watching you calmly from the side with a patient smile as you turn the small vibrator between your fingers, letting out a surprised giggle when you press the on switch, letting it vibrate in your hand, the vibration tickling your palm. “oh?” he chuckles and you switch it off, turning to look at him with a sweet and hopeful expression.

the corners of his lips are turned up as he looks back at you. “yeah? you want some help using that?”

“yes please, pope.”

he lifts your dress gently, folding it up to your stomach before tucking his thumbs into the waistband of your panties and dragging them down. “love hearing you use those manners pretty girl, good job okay?” he coo’s, and you lift your hips to help him free your underwear. once they’re off, he rubs at your thighs — the soft silicone of the toy dragging against your skin lightly.

“i really think you just need to turn that brain off for a while and you’ll feel all better.”

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[sh0tanzz]

wonbin's ideal type based on astrology pls

WONBINS IDEAL TYPE based on astrology

(I just wanted to remind you that this is for fun and astrology is something I study as a hobby, these are all inferences based on observations and not facts unless I knew him myself !!)

Physical Appearances: Honestly the crazy thing is that both I and other readers whether it was astrology, tarot, or intuitive reading have gathered that Wonbin's type isn't hyper-specific look-wise or is vv simple. He likes glass skin, a clean look, a slender silhouette, dark hair, and someone with a unique and darker or even emo style or choice of aesthetic. So almost like...a gender-bent him lowkey LMFAO. Outside of that there isn't much for physicality due to the fact Pisces Venus tend to like the idealistic and abstract attributes to a person rather than exact physical attributes. He might also like people that express themselves in a way thats "cool" or "different"

Personality: He loves people that create their own things and can tap into their artistic abilities. Could be into people who make their own music/choreos/paintings. Someone who's chill and mature but still has an extroverted fun side to them. He wants someone he practically has telepathy with..able to know and understand how he feels with just a look; and know exactly what to do to. His chart hints at him possibly having the issue of people being with him off of his looks and aesthetic alone and not his actual personhood and him just going along with it. He just wants someone to give a fuck about him in a genuine way and not superficially/just off his looks. Someone with a very comforting and loving aura that will be able to take care of him ultimately. A person who knows when to smother him in affection but not make him feel like he's drowning with the clinginess. Physical touch as a way to express emotions when words are too overwhelming would be ideal as well. Someone very easy going and doesn't hold grudges and can work through things. However he likes just a sprinkle of toxicity just a weeeee small bit.

Mentality/Values: Someone who has being empathetic and nurturing within their moral compass, Lets him take the lead in a traditional sense but is able to be independent if needed, someone who doesn't just sit there when problems arise and takes initiative to help, has all or nothing thinking in -genuine- relationships just like him.

Extras: Idk how to best word this but someone who isn't afraid to "be cute" 😭, despite wanting someone with a more unique type of style he might want someone that can still "match his fly", also likes people that aren't fake nice like please don't infantilize him or he'll lose it

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Authors Note: Remember a person's type is changeable and astrology is a blueprint not the final product ALSO Sohee as your boyfriend will be posted TMR !!

[luvrbug]

Hi! I just checked out your writing and i love it!! May I request something with katakuri and how on earth he would develop a relationship with a normal sized s/o? If not thats okay :)

katakuri is like ... right next to mihawk on "literally the most flawless man ever" list . he just wants his donuts and to make his sweet spouse happy. not much size stuff was mentioned butttt i dont think that would matter much to him! it probably would. make things awkward in the bedroom. but thats about as much as he's concerned with it.

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Katakuri

▸ Any romantic partner is likely arranged by Big Mom- she needs those political alliances, and what better way to show her utmost commitment than marry off her strongest child?

▸ Katakuri is.. less than pleased with this news. He'll do anything for his family and to ensure Big Mom is happy- but his own reservations cause him to seem standoffish and cold at first.

▸ He doesn't want to force any affection on you. He wouldn't mind having someone to confide in and .... maybe someday come to love. But he understands your feelings of being forced into this marriage.

▸ There was no kiss at the wedding, no "consumation", you sleep in different beds and never eat meals together. It can feel like Katakuri despises you sometimes.

▸ If word somehow gets out that you feel neglected or like Kata is upset at you (likely from brulee after you confided in her) he'll start making more appearances. Even if its just to read the paper while you eat breakfast in the morning.

▸ These domestic, quiet moments give way to you developing feelings for this big, intimidating mochi man. He's such a protective, calming presence. Nothing will ever hurt you with Katakuri standing guard.

▸ He's developed a fondness for you. Its a soft love, one that he quietly nurtures during his Merienda with domestic fantasies of you. He'll start to drop some subtle hints that his feelings go deeper than friendship.

▸ All of this subtle fondness, glances, soft touches, and other shows of affection come to a head one day in his office. You brought him a bento for lunch, chiding him for working himself too hard and not taking breaks.

▸ And Katakuri is just gazing down at you with the softest, sweetest look in his eyes as you get all huffy and irritated. You stop your little tirade while he just... looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky.

▸ Katakuri never imagined having enough trust to reveal his face to anyone, but when your tiny hands pull down his fluffy scarf and press gentle kisses all over his skin - he couldn't imagine life any other way.

[milkyst4rs]

Hi hi! Can i request diluc childe and thoma (seperate) with reader thats gentle and dosent get mad easily but whenver theyre alone they curse like a sailor over anything that made reader pissed off. Reader dosent like showing theyre anger so they release theyre anger alone and got caught by them one day (maybe even caught violently stabbing raw chicken and vegetables while making dinner hahshs)

(Sorry this was long)

You good?

diluc, childe, thoma x gn reader. crackfic

thanku for ur request! Hope u like it🫶🏽 Thomas one is so fluffy☠️ can yall tell i love him

Diluc

Flowery, angelic, soft. Those were the 3 descriptors diluc would often tell people when they would enquire about you, his s/o. You were like a saint, always understanding, talking to the children of the town, picking flowers for him everyday.

So why were you angrily cursing at a pile of burnt cookies in the kitchen?

Diluc had just gotten home from his nightly batman duties and was concerned when you didn't reply to his usual, "I'm home, dear."

He heard a commotion in the kitchen.

"I swear on the 7 fucking archons, if this next batch of cookies doesn't turn out perfect I will actually kill someone."

Diluc's eyes widened. What was going on in there? He had to see if everything was alright. He slid the door to the kitchen open.

"Dear? Is everything oka-"

"holy shit- oh hey honey! Welcome home! How was your day, love?"

Momentarily ignoring your change in vocabulary, he took a scan throughout the kitchen. A burnt mountain of chocolate chip cookies stood there on the counter.

"I, uh. I see that you're baking cookies..."

"Mhm! I got a little bored, all the ingredients I needed were all here so I thought of making something sweet for you!"

"I see, thank you darling. It seems like you're having...some trouble? I've never heard you so frustrated dear, though I must say it is quite amusing."

He said chuckling, he walked over to the burnt cookies and took out a...cheese grater? He walked back to you and pushed the cookies and grater toward you, was he expecting you to do something with this orrrr?

"Adelinde taught me this trick, if you have burnt your cookies, just grate the charred sides and it will look and taste perfect."

"Shit, really? Thanks love!"

He has no clue how your choice of words can go from vulgar to sweet and loving, but he finds it kinda hot.

Childe

You and childe were polar opposites. He was a bloodthirsty son of a bitch and you were caring and nurturing, against violence and hate.

The people of Snezhnaya have no clue how the two of you got together but hey, it seems like it's working out well.

Whenever you and your boyfriend would go out for dates, people would hesitantly greet the two of you so they don't get put on the Fatui's hit list. You noticed this, however, and decided to tell people that you aren't going to hurt or put in a bad word about them. After awhile, everyone was happy to see you waltz into their shop, taking a look around and initiating small talk.

Today, you had asked childe to help you with physical combat, he gladly accepted of course.

He brought you to his usual practice area so he could teach you tricks on a dummy. Practice went well, you managed to build up stamina and strength in your arms.

"Phew! You learn quick babe! Let's take a break, wait here I'll go get us some drinks."

He pressed a kiss on your forehead and walked out of the practice grounds. You decided to practice a little more while waiting for him.

You were fired up. Landing hits and punches on the dummy like it was your worst enemy.

"Fuckin' bitch."

A kick to the head.

"Argh! Yeah that's right, cry little fucker!"

A punch to the jaw.

This was fun! It's a great stress reliever too.

While you were cursing at the poor dummy, unbeknownst to you, your lovely boyfriend was standing behind a wall giggling at your vulgar choice of words.

He had come back 3 minutes ago, no harm in watching his precious s/o completely obliterate his training dummy right?

"I didn't know you were such a fighter [name]! You can land hits physically and mentally, very impressive sweets."

You flushed the moment you saw childe walk to you.

"Don't you dare tell anyone about this. I was in the zone."

Childe chuckled and passed you your drink,

"Ok ok! You're really cute when you get all fired up ya' know?"

Thoma

Ah my sweet sweet boy. He thought he knew everything about you, that you two were made for eachother. Imagine his shock when he sees you repeatedly stabbing a boiled chicken while cursing at it.

Where did the soft and loving [name] go? Is the chicken okay? (Obviously not since it's boiled but thoma is too concerned to think logically.) He remembered you saying that you'd be the one making dinner today, he's never seen this kind of cooking method before. Ah! Maybe you're using a technique from...what's his name? Gordon Rambly? Corden Ramsly?

He jumped out his thoughts and rushed to your side, worried that you might stab your hand accidentally.

"[name]! What's going on?? Are you alright?"

"Oh! Thoma! Thank the archons, please help me. This dumb crusty ass of a chicken won't cook properly! I've been trying to make it nice and tender but IT KEEPS. GETTING. STIFF."

Thoma's eyes went wide as frisbees.

"Ah! [name], mind your language! People can hear you! And, the water has got to boil on medium heat, you set it way to high!"

"I DID SET IT ON THE STUPID MEDIUM HEAT THINGY. IT'S THE FUCKING CHICKENS FAULT!"

"Shh! Okok, come here. Calm down.."

He pulled you in for a warm hug, immediately your mind went blank at your anger dissipated. You felt him press a kiss to the crown of your head and you blushed.

"Sorry, I've just been a little irritated today.."

He laughed and held you closer.

"It's ok love. Come on, let's make dinner together!"

"But I wanted to make this awesome meal for you so you could relax...now you have to do all this. Sorry.."

He lifted your chin with his thumb and index finger, his gaze soft and loving.

"I am always at peace when I'm with you, love. No matter how mad you get."

He mumbled the last part but you heard it and giggled, leaving him a sweet kiss on the lips.

[bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove]

Soulmate- B.Barnes

Summary: Bucky gets introduced to Sam’s childhood best friend, he finally feels love and looks forward to thee future for the first time in over 80 years.

Pairings: Bucky x Fem!Reader, Sam x Platonic!Reader

Fic Warnings: brief mentions of Bucky’s time in Wakanda, brief mention of the Flag Smashers, brief mention of the blip, fem!reader, use of y/n(IDK if thats a warning but it’s here)

Author’s Notes: This is the first fic I’ve written in ages and this is also my first Bucky fic. I hope this was good and feedback is welcome. When I was writing this I was thinking of the song Soulmate by Mac Miller, I don’t listen to many love songs but this is the only one I thought of.

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Word Count: 1437

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It was safe to say that James Buchanan Barnes didn’t have a very easy life. He got drafted for the war at 25, got taken as a prisoner of war, was forced to take Hydra’s super soldier serum, he was rescued by his lifetime best friend Steve, only to fall off of a train a few years later, lost an arm and taken as an experiment for Hydra. The man had a hard life, he was an asset to Hydra for 80 years and he wasn’t free from Hydra completely until the Wakandans stepped in to help. After the blip, he only had his best friend for a week or so until he was gone again and left to navigate the 21st century by himself.

Bucky was never one to believe that love or even companionship was something he’d obtain. When he met y/n, he felt as if a massive weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Sure, she was shy and quiet, typically kept to herself, but she was sweet, kind and caring. She was the most selfless person he had ever met in his life. They had met in a time that Bucky needed somebody the most. After the Flag Smashers debacle, Sam had introduced him to his childhood best friend.

At first, Bucky was wary, he wasn’t quick to trust people, but he was infatuated with this woman. Sam had spoken about her before and so had Steve oddly enough. He can remember Steve speaking fondly about her, how she was like a breath of fresh air from all of this superhero nonsense. 

Bucky and y/n were friends for a good while before anything actually happened, the two of them slightly nervous to make a move on the other. They lived together for a good amount of time, dancing around their feelings for each other. They even got a cat together after Bucky’s new therapist suggested it. His new therapist even suggested that he step away from fighting for a while and to focus on himself, making friends and nurturing his current friendships. Creating a routine and sticking to it.

His routine was a simple one, he wake up every morning at 5:00, made him and y/n breakfast, feed Alpine, go for a jog, come home, take a shower, make lunch, every once in a while he would drop by y/n’s work and eat lunch with her, he’d catch up on some shows and movies that she and Sam recommended, then the rest of his day he’d just do random things around the apartment until she got home then spend the rest of his day with her and Alpine. 

y/n was the one that came up with the idea of having lunch together when she was at work. It was about a month into them living together and Bucky had just gotten his routine down. “Hey B, you know you can visit me and we can have lunch together, whenever you want to. The main office already knows to send you to me if you ever drop by.” And ever since then, Bucky would visit her at least twice a week, always bringing a homemade lunch and a recap of his day.

The last time he visited her, a few of her students were lingering in the room. He lingered in the doorway for a minute until she took notice of him. “Bubs! Come sit! We were just talking about you and Sam,” She had a big grin on her face, her y/c eyes sparkling in the fluorescent lights. 

“Hey beautiful! I didn’t want to interrupt, it seemed like a good conversation was happening in here,” Bucky walked further into the classroom, sitting in the chair next to her, planting a gentle kiss on the crown of her head.

“Mr.Barnes, what was it like being a part of the Avengers?” One of her students asked excitedly.

“I was never an official Avenger, but it was a lot of pressure. I’m happy to be getting a much needed break.”

“I’m happy you’re talking this break, poor bubs, you worked yourself half to death. Sam said you were extra grumpy,” She said in a teasing tone. Bucky rolled his eyes playfully before plopping her lunch in front of her. “You made my favorite! Bubs, that’s so sweet!”

“Only for my best girl. I can see the three of you practically bursting over there. Ask your questions.” The three students bombarded him with questions, all of which he answered to the best of his ability. y/n ate her lunch and listened to how Bucky willingly answered all of her students’ questions. Every once in a while, she would chime in when she could. Then Bucky decided to flip the conversation and started asking the students questions.

“What’s this one making you guys do? Read crappy books and look at stupid things as symbols?” Bucky asked as a joke.

“Hey! That was mean, Buck,” y/n pouted, making him chuckle. He planted a chaste kiss on her pouted lip causing her students to jokingly gag. Bucky turned his attention back to the students to listen to their answers.

“I mean, there really isn’t a set curriculum in our school so the teachers make it. We’re doing fantasy right now so we’re reading The Hobbit. We aren’t going too heavy into symbolism, thank God.” This got Bucky on a long tangent about how it was the best book he read when he was younger. How he used to read it to Steve when he was stuck in bed and how he used to read to his younger siblings all the time. The small group that had gathered only grew when somehow most of y/n’s students found out that Bucky was in the building.

Since her students were so intrigued by Bucky, she set up a little project for the AP Literature and Journalism students. With his okay of course, Bucky was going to come to the school after hours and answer questions that he was comfortable answering for the students. Their project was to write a paper or an article on Bucky. Since more students showed interest, they opened it to the whole school, however only the Journalism and AP Lit students were allowed to ask questions.

The night it was set for, Bucky was nervous, he was about to go up in front of a lot of teenagers and answer questions that were thrown at him. y/n was right next to him, trying to relax him. “Baby, if you want to postpone this or cancel it we can. No problem. Whatever you need I can get it for you,” she offered him. 

“I just need you with me. As much as it pains me to say this, is Sam still in town?” Luckily for him, Sam was still in town and came to the school to be up on the auditorium stage with y/n and Bucky. With the two of them at his side, Bucky was more relaxed, if he needed a little comfort, he had his closest friend on one side and his soulmate on the other.

“Hi everyone! Tonight our AP Literature and Journalism students are interviewing World War Two veteran, Hydra survivor, and my wonderful boyfriend, James Bucky Barnes. I do want to disclose a few things before we start. Bucky is very nervous so I will be beside him as well as an unexpected but welcomed guest. I did warn the students as well as Bucky that any question he is not comfortable answering, he can either pass off to me if I can answer it or he can simply leave the question unanswered. Now please, give a very warm welcome to Bucky Barnes and our wonderful Captain America and my very best friend, Sam Wilson!”

Bucky nearly stayed backstage but when he saw her standing under the stage lights, creating the illusion of a halo on top of her head, her warm smile and soft eyes reserved only for him, his feet decided to move towards her. As he walked towards her, his mind was racing with the thought of growing old with her, having a family and finally being a normal man with a metal arm. Instead of his usual scowl across his face, he had a wide smile that was previously only shown to y/n, but now Sam and at least 100 teenagers. He was finally happy and looking forward to his future with this beautiful woman in front of him, who would always be there for him no matter the time of day or the situation. He felt loved.

[moonshynecybin]

unfortunately I do not have the skills to write this but I’ve been thinking so much about vale and marc fucking after assen 2015. vale being on cloud nine because he just won and marc has been showing him through his words and body language that he’s capable of feeling anger towards vale too, and it makes vale feel less of a piece of shit for having experienced this exact same feeling towards marc from the start of the season. and marc is so mad but he can’t just reject vale one of the few time he’s actually in a good mood, he can’t reject vale at all really. while vale just wants to kiss marc so bad to taste the bitterness in his mouth. also i know vale loves when marc is acting like a brat towards him, playing hard to get, which makes vale even more insane when marc still ends up losing his head under vale’s hands 🙃

assen 2015 is weird because looking back yeah of course vale was more irritated about marc's reaction than he said, and the relationship was probably starting to show its cracks a bit more. BUT assen was in JUNE and they didnt actually get divorced until OCTOBER. so theres like four full months of them still being visibly on good terms (they did post race grabby hands at sachsenring! and indy! and motegi!) until the ACTUAL trigger for divorce kicks in and vale starts feeling the pressure of jorge gaining and the uccio Telemetry Powerpoint of Evil influences his whims. and as much as ive written essays about assen as linchpin to divorce, it should be noted that both of them were very sweet and happy in that post-race pressconference, and even when theyre disagreeing theyre joking around! like rosquez dont generally like to do their confrontations head-on off-track (with a few notable exceptions). even in argentina. send uccio etc. SOOO all this to say they were absolutely fucking nasty at assen. undoubtably. i was there i SAW it

and it IS a little tense from vale but alsooooo they are not talking about why it is tense (vale is TRYINGGG to be cool and chill and marc is still cheerfully stubborn in believing he should win but also being like. its on track why would that matter to vale ?? he is like me he can separate it :) [<- clueless]) so i think. in order to incorporate the lovelyyyy idea you had about marc being a little brat and to incorporate their insanely messed up communication style during this period we can have marc JOKING (not entirely) about how he should have won in a bratty little skit that doesnt quiteeee land and vale playing along, while still nurturing a beautiful knot of resentment in his narrow little elf-man chest...

like marc IS being a leedle annoying a little goofy and vale usually finds it more charming BUT he also WON todayyyyyy and he loves assen so hes gonna have some fun. hot twink that he is in love with is throwing himself at him cmon. and maybe marc is postrace sweaty, shows up at wherever vale is... and hes like midsentence jabbering about the chicane or whatever, playing petulant but not really that mad, laughing more than anything, and vale's sitting down and cannot fucking believe this guy but also. this is before the paranoia sets in!!! and thats just marc!!! and hes being goofy and so beautiful and IRRITATING and vale just pulls him into his lap. cuts him off with an absolutely NASTY kiss. much ado about nothing voice come, i will stop thy mouth... and it starts off with vale getting a little rougher than normal. a little handsier. biting a little harder. line of hickies up marc's neck like this imageeee and a hand big and possessive on his lower back. consuming. and marc is so lost in the babygirl sauce hes just like completely onboard for the vibe shift when vale starts tugging at his clothes and thatsssss why he rates assen as his favorite moment of the season later <3 because vale fought with him on track and then made him come TWICE <3

[arcadia345]

Who’s watching you?🌺🔞

Pic a pile 1→2

My first time doing a pull for the collective, hope it resonates!🩷cress to art owners!

✿ Pile 1

Okay pile one I feel like you’ don’t know this person personally, like you’ve never spoken a word to them💀 or maybe you’ve cut contact with them so they have no other choice but to watch you from a distance, if so you and them both have undergone significant changes in your lives. I’m seeing they could see you in public often but they just don’t say anything???They could’ve done you wrong in the past but trust they are getting their karma especially now and it’s like they don’t understand why all this bad stuff is happening to them like they didn’t do it to themselves. I’m seeing a lot of fixed energy here but especially Scorpio/Libra. Even thought you could be on bad terms I see their feelings not being too harsh but still deep as a Scorpio is. They see you as nurturing and level headed, a little moody too. but you guys could have complemented each other very well and understood each other’s emotions on a level they find hard to get to with other people

Channeled song:Moving on-BTS

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✿ Pile 2

Pile 2 first off this person is having a 💩tyy time without you love to see it. And they seem to be stubborn and greedy, they’re a hard worker so they could care more about their materiel possessions then they do about themselves 😬 so they could look rough most Im of the time/low maintenance. Also they like to spend ALOT💀 just money money money with them. You two could be dreaming of each other, they could know where you live or they could catch you in public. When they lost you they could’ve lost some opportunities that came with you, some may resonate with being used by them but I really don’t see that they had evil intentions towards you you just really helped them be successful, you guys could been in each others life for a long time so losing you really jumpstarted a journey that they could be undergoing

Channeled song: Stay Woke -Childish Gambino

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✿ Pile 3

Pile 4 333 I’m seeing that this connection may have not been very deeply but still there’s really good energy here. You two have good memories together but someone here gaf to leave abruptly. This is someone who’s lost their job or is on the verge of quitting/losing it. Or they have lots of opportunities coming towards them that it’s hard for them to stay in one place for long. They could’ve been a fling also?🌝 Heavy Gemini energy but also fire signs.

Channeled songs: Ass like that-Victoria Monét

I did another pull for this pile, this person (or you)is someone who’s used to settling for less, feeling like there’s no better options and they’re fed up because they know they deserve better. I see the being blunt but not in a harsh way they just speak their mind and they have a good head on their shoulders. The vibes seem good here they could also be an empath and very creative. You’ve been on their mind heavy especially at night reminiscing 👀 they could be a night owl and also I’m getting strong Air sign energy especially Libra, Gemini, Pisces, and Cancer hhhm it’s 1111 as I type. I’m seeing you could be getting communication soon, this could be someone from your past thats coming back which wouldn’t be surprising since the Venus rx is coming up. But whoever it is I see them wanting to spill some beans about something

All night- Bree Runway

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✿ Pile 4

Pile three there’s two people here both at your workplace/school the first person seems more emotional so maybe youve had a relationship with one of them in the past. 222 as I type this they could have Virgo/Scorpio/Aries placements they’re a workaholic. I feel like they could be reminiscing/ comparing you to other options. There’s a third wheel energy here like “what about me?🥺”towards you 💀. They feel bad like really bad and idk who’s the bad guy here them or you but they’re Sade you guys can’t hang out anymore they’re definitely missing you but I don’t see them coming in with communication anytime soon but their emotions run deep for you

This other person 🤨 they’re having trouble in paradise it doesn’t necessarily involve you I see maybe they could have a child? TAURUS CAPRICORN Aries and Leo energy, I also don’t see them making any moves soon. They could idolize you in a way?? Like things would be better if they were with you, but like I said they don’t plan on doing anything because they’re playing it safe🤨

Channeled song: Partition- Beyoncé

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✿ Pile 5

Pile 5 this is someone who’s could be a ex friend, a feminine energy. Mean girl vibes even tho they could be very beautiful and dreamy. This is someone who didn’t respect your feelings/they feel like you didn’t respect theirs. This situation has and friend group/ trio energy to it and they could be feeling left out but I don’t see any real resentment so maybe some time has passed and I see them reminiscing on good times. I saw two red birds while doing this reading so maybe you guys could be in competition with each other lowkey but this feels one sided since one of the the red birds was a picture and the other one was real👀First thing that came to mind was a friend who gives backhanded compliments but that may not resonate with everyone. Big Taurus energy here. This person doesn’t see the error in their ways💀 they really live in there own world, Pisces and Aries placements also I do see them wanting to reach out but they seem really stubborn and haven’t learned their lesson(s) so I wouldn’t wait on it but when they do they could message you to get together and converse

Channeled song:Love/paranoia- Tame Impala

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✿ Pile 6

Ouu pile 6 the tea is hot, I just want to say whoever this is needs to be left in your dust. But this seems to be very recent if it haven’t happened already. This is someone who’s very good at lying and not getting caught, they’re charismatic and charming on the surface, childish and narcissistic on the inside. You two could be in separation atm but I do see them love bombing you plenty. They seem to be stuck in the middle between two love interests and unsure on who to choose/ how good their options really are. Wouldn’t be surprised if this is someone close to you , LEO LIBRA gemini Sagittarius

Channeled song:Words to me-Sugar Ray

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[youremyheaven]

What are the list of archetypes you see Punarvasu/Jupiter women embody? I know you mentioned the courtesan, the mistress, the dream girl/trophy wife, and also marrying royalty. What is it about these women that makes men see them as the ideal and are even willing to risk their marriage/livelihood for them? I’m a Punarvasu Moon. I wish I could completely analyze my Vedic birth chart, but I’m not good at Vedic astrology yet. I’m actually learning a lot from your posts.

about archetypes; look out for my future posts💛

i had already mentioned in my posts about Cancer being the most feminine sign. Be it tropical or vedic, Cancer is the height of femininity.

A tropical Cancer can in vedic be Ardra, Punarvasu or Pushya

3 nakshatras fall into Cancer rashi;

Punarvasu 20 degree gemini to 3 degree cancer

Pushya 3-16 degree cancer

Ashlesha- 16-29 degree cancer

In sidereal, Ardra falls entirely within the Gemini constellation and Ashlesha is tropically entirely Leo. therefore the only nakshatras that tropically and vedically remain in Cancer are Punarvasu & Pushya

I exclude both Ardra & Ashlesha nakshatras when I speak about Cancerian femininity because imo they're not truly representative of it (i'll make a future post regarding it)

but in order to understand what makes these women so desirable to men, we must first understand "desirability" itself. sexual polarity is what creates desire and being innately yin, these women attract yang and encourage men to be more yang. ive often seen discussions about femininity online (be it soft girls, divine feminines or trad wives) and there seems to be a certain emphasis on appearing gentle and submissive but this is slightly misguided.

Cancerian women embody true femininity because they are kind, and naturally receptive (yin) they seek to absorb yang energy because they have none of it within themselves. This pull (some call it neediness) means seeking out that active yang energy, this makes men eager to serve them and do things for them. Yang is an active force and it NEEDS to feel useful. Cancer is a passive sign and it needs to draw upon external yang energy. HOWEVER this hardly means they're doormats or meek and "submissive" (the way this word is commonly understood), it takes a great deal of wisdom to understand the kind of power these women possess. they are "steel magnolias."

a docile, submissive girl will not enthral or magnetize anyone, Punarvasu & Pushya are ruled by Jupiter & Saturn, these are masculine planets and in my understanding these women are emotionally very masculine and in order to compensate for how masculine/androgynous they feel internally, they project a very hyperfeminine manner & conduct. they make more of an effort to "appear feminine" in dressing, style, manners than most other women because internally they don't feel feminine enough. thats why their femininity is so exaggerated, its almost like they're putting on a performance (im NOT calling them fake)

what this means is that they are emotionally cultivated and well developed and not doormats. they project gentleness and a certain vulnerability but they are resilient & strong. this creates intrigue and makes them enthralling to men. someone who seems needy but does not need you at all? it makes the guys go weak in their knees

Cancer is the Mother archetype. how are mothers? they are nurturing, gentle, loving and stern without being harsh (ideally) you don't want to hurt mom, because she's THE woman in your life (i know that everyone has a different dynamic with their mom but im speaking in the broadest possible terms)

Yang energy is the energy of giving and both Punarvasu & Pushya women are known for marrying well. their naturally receptive energy enables them to connect to men who want to give to them endlessly; be it royal titles, wealth, status or their lives 👀🤭

[mesmir-ized]

*flipping through cue cards

ponysona…no……..my little persona……..no…………

(elaboratig on cutie marks below BC i thought about them a lot !!! ahhh so long)

(not spoiler free !!!!!!!!!!!!)(corn get outta here !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

i wanted to keep these as simple as possible , and not cram too much imagery in to them , so they wouldnt look out of place in the show &c ! fun little challenge i gave myself , just for context :D

akechi: a white pawn chess piece ! my friend actually came up with this ! and its kinda genius ! to paraphrase what she said: white chess pieces move first ; akechi is always the one to (attempt to be) one step ahead of the thieves , having everything lined up for himself to succeed . 

     her words: “akechi sets the first gambit, the tone, and gets to begin laying out the chess board how he sees fit, and joker is the reactionary. but heres the thing. strategists differ on how you should play as black, like if you should automatically be on defense from white's offensive move. but the most famous black player of all time is magnus carlsen, who is WILDLY an offensive player and absolutely goes for it every time, to the point where white has been INTIMIDATED by him and played poorer statistically against him because of it . like thats CRAZY!! hes one of the boldest chess players in existence and he prefers to go SECOND! it was pretty much unheard of before him.”

    plus , (my words now) theres the idea of not only him manipulating others (the pawn) , but he himself becoming a pawn in a plan much grander than him . the p5 wildcards and their games of strategy a nd all !

joker: joker card(+mask !) i was actually trying to come up with something “better” , but the joker card really , really fits him . not only literally being a wildcard in the metaverse/persona sense , but also IRL , how he’s adaptable to every situation ! canon pretty much explains it , LOL ! but again bringing in the theme of classic games of strategy , joker with his joker card !

ryuji: EPIC awesome skull (literally his na,me...) , but i liked it with the idea of delinquency/pirates(YIPPY !) , as well as the lightning not only for power , but symbolizing speed~  hes just cool

ann: lipstick kiss mark ! this one actually came to me really quick , LOL ! it symbolizes her role as a model (makeup !) , but also has to do with how she reclaims her sexuality and looks for herself ! that , as well as her caring nature , especially to the little guys(like a mother’s kiss goodbye on your forehead..)

yusuke: ink brush + swirls !!! funny enough this one took me the longest to come up with . i wanted to avoid giving him a palette , since i wanted to focus on traditional japanese art forms above all else (since thats basically his whole tyhing !) and ended up going with an ink brush ! it’s not exclusively japanese by any means , but its recognizable , and we see him work with ink many times ! the little swirls are meant to be the golden ratio (beauty ?)LOL , but just kinda look like swirls.......maybe shapes found in his art ?

makoto: gavel and books ! also took me a weirdly lomg time to come up with , but i figured it out ! the gavel is obviously meant to represent justice/the justice system , but also wanted it to represent power as well (since makoto can often act like a secondary “boss” LOL , and her role as a leader at school !) . the books are for her intelligence (perhaps legal books) ? yippy !!!!

haru: a coffee cup with a plant growing out of it ! this is a bit on the nose , but i had fun figuring it out ! keeping her goal of opening a cafe (and coming up with new coffee blends throughout the game) in mind , as well as her love for plants and gardening ! the plant is meant to form a sort of heart (which can also look like steam coming fromt he cup).. , to also show her nurturing side !

futaba: computer and medjed eyes !!!!!! also a bit on the nose , LOL ! for this 1 , the computer is obviously tied to her skill as a hacker/her computer-focused life , but the eyes carry a bit more weight ! theyre literally the eyes of the deity medjed , who is known for those two eyes that look directly at you ! we dont see any medjed logo with graphics like this in game IIRC , but i added it for the double(triple?) meaning ! medjed in game carries the weight of being a part of the book of the dead , and connected to futaba’s palace themed around egyptian tombs , but i also felt the eyes could be tied to how she monitors everyone , and interacts with the world through her computer (almost as if shes looking out from it !) yippy !!!!!!!!! :D

sumire: magic wand/gymnastics ribbon ! as explained by my description , LOL , this mark is meant to look both like a magic wand (cinderella/fairy gdmother ...) as well as a gymnastics ribbon ! we see her with these in game , which made my job much easier ! the ribbon forms sort of an “s” for her name , and also looks kind of like a shooting star , to symbolize how she is always shooting for the top ! (and on a darker note , how shooting stars can often be meteors that fall apart)... kasumi’s mark is hers but reversed , and has an additional sparkle/star on it , for “3 stars”, 1st place ! the absence of this sparkle for sumire can represent how she lost her sister , and how she feels lesser (even if just as wonderful !)

okay yayyayy thats all bye bye !!!!!!!!!

[iamthenerdqueen]

The Red String of Faith - Chapter XII

Idol!AteezXOCs Soulmates!ot8AteezXOCs OCXOC Slight Social Media AU!

MDNI 18+ ONLY

slight twigger warnings:Polyamory, group of 10, two OC's -feel free to replace one OC with yourself if you'd like- , listen this is an idea me and my best friend had and is something for fun read at own risk, not edited as always, also we are starting to explore themes such as bxb and gxg if thats not for you, this story may not be for you.

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Lia had finally made her way back to the group of her soulmates, almost all of them were asleep now except for Jongho. He was obviously waiting for her to come back as he had slung his arm over where her pillow was making it known he wanted to cuddle with her.

Jongho had always been a little more reserved with his affection and he had small gestures the girls were learning more and more as time went on.

“Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?” Jongho asked as Lia settled back down onto the ridiculous amount of blankets they had laid down on the floor.

“Yeah, it was mostly just the feeling of being sick not actually being sick. I’m either going to drop dead or it’s my anxiety, who knows,” Lia joked as she cuddled into him wanting to just be near to him, to all of them.

“Don’t joke like that,” Jongho said seriously, he understood that it was a joke and the Gen Z outlook on life but there was something about the thought that any of them being gone was something he couldn’t process.

“I’m not going anywhere, honey, I promise.” Lia said as she started to drift off to sleep, Jongho just watched her for a moment. He raised his head to look over the sleeping and still bodies of his soulmates surrounding him, hearing their breaths in and out before bringing his head back down to his pillow. He just listened to their breathing for a while before letting himself sleep.

The morning came to Lia rather fast as the feeling that she was about to vomit returned around 15 to 8 in the morning. On her rather speedy trip to go hang her head near the toilet again, she noticed that Seonghwa, Yeosang, and Yunho were already moving around the kitchen doing god knows what. Waking up this early was Lia’s least favorite, not only for the fact that she felt awful but it annoyed her that she had no real plan for the day but was up before 10 a.m.

The sick feeling lingered for a few minutes before she felt it dissipate enough for her to go find something in the kitchen that might settle her stomach some. Lyra tended to keep Ginger ale around to drink casually, so it was a plus for Lia when she felt like an ass.

“Morning Pretty,” Yunho placed a kiss on her forehead as she walked into the kitchen, followed by a slightly concerned Seonghwa padding over to them.

“Are you feeling okay? You were sick last night too?” Seonghwa asked doing the same as Yunho but if Lia had to guess he used the kiss on her forehead to check for a fever.

“It comes and goes, I really think the travel has caught up with me and is working my nerves. Triggering me to feel sick, when I go and sit in the bathroom nothing really happens. I’ve gotten sick maybe a handful of times with this feeling.” Lia grabbed a drink and sat next to Yeosang at the small breakfast table.

“If it doesn’t pass in a couple days, you’re going to the doctor,” Seonghwa said from his spot where he was making some sort of pancakes at the stove. so “Yes, darling,” Lia rolled her eyes at the protective and nurturing nature of her soulmate. It warmed her heart that he cared, but she was just kinda crabby for being up this early. “And where did you get stuff to cook pancakes? We don’t have any mix?”

“Oh, I looked up a recipe and you had everything in the pantry so here we are,” just as Seonghwa finished speaking San, Hongjoong, and Mingi made their way from the den over to the kitchen.

“Food,” was the only word that came out of San as he came over to Yeosang and hugged him from behind. Without a word, Yeosang lifted a spoonful of cereal from his bowl and fed San, who sighed happily at being fed before nuzzling into Yeosang's neck some more. They all sat there in some sort of domestic bliss for the next half hour eating some, talking some, but really they were waiting on the last three to wake up on their own.

After a while, a messy-haired Jongho made his way to where they all were and instantly went for the caffeine. He sipped for a second before whispering a scratchy hello to everyone else in the room.

He blinked for a second before speaking again, “So she does that to everyone, I guess?” Jongho asked no one in particular.

“Who does what to everyone?” Seonghwa asked as he passed some food to Jongho.

“Lyra, I noticed it the couple of times we’ve slept in the same bed and I saw her doing it to Wooyoung hyung when I got up. She has her hand on his back like she has to be touching him in some way,” the youngest male said, making everyone in the room nod as they too had noticed this peculiar sleeping habit.

“Yeah, she did that to me in the middle of the night last night. When I turned over, I felt her put her hand on my back,” San spoke up from his spot in the kitchen.

“She’s checking to make sure you’re still breathing,” Lia stopped to swallow the food left in her mouth before continuing, “If she can’t see the rise and fall of your chest, she will slip her hand on to your back so she can make sure you’re still breathing.” It wasn’t a new thing for Lia she was used to it by now having had Lyra do it to her for years.

“Why is she worried we're not breathing in our sleep?” Hongjoong was a little apprehensive to ask but could feel the question lingering in the air.

“Uhh, okay well…” Lia trailed off for a second obviously being very conscious of how she went about how she told this story, “Her Dad was sick for a very long time. Practically her whole childhood and into her early adulthood. It got to a point where when he would fall asleep his breathing would be so shallow she would have to go over and physically touch him to make sure he was still breathing.”

All the boys who were awake listened intently to Lia's words, they knew that Lyra’s father was a subject she tended to avoid and even though they knew they might feel guilt about it later, they were all so curious. Lia had been super open with the fact that she had no contact with her father and had even instructed Hajoon to give security a picture of him so he could be added to the list of those who weren’t allowed even near the boys.

“When her Dad had his heart attack, it was in his sleep while he was at a rehab facility after a pretty intense surgery. She sat in the ICU with him for nearly a week, just watching him, waiting to see if he regained any brain function.” Lia stopped again this time to wipe the building tears from her eyes, she had only really met the man a few times but it still sat with her. “He never did, and she only went home once to sleep and shower the whole time. It’s part of that anxiety that lingers and when she’s half asleep it gets worse. She’s gone as far to wake me up a couple of times and it’s almost like sleep walking because she won’t remember the next morning. I kinda love it when she does it, I know that even when she's asleep her thoughts are about us.”

Lyra and Wooyoung turned the corner at this point obviously hearing what Lia had said, but Lyra didn’t seem upset with the subject matter or the fact that it had been discussed without her.

“There are nine thoughts that plague me at a near-constant rate, even in that soft moment where I cannot tell if I am dreaming or awake.” Lyra leaned into Hongjoong's side while she stood near him at the table. Lyra then leaned down and softly kissed him before smiling at all of them.

“Yeah, yeah. We get it, you have an English degree, stop trying to seduce us with your pretty words,” Lia giggled from her spot as she chewed on a pancake that had been slid onto her plate by Seonghwa.

“He would have liked all of you, he would have loved to pick your brains about life in another country. Plus he would have been obsessed with the amount of chili peppers that are used in Korean food.” Everyone laughed at that and they spent their free day together in that same weird domestic bliss before life came like a cold shower in the weeks to follow.

Life in Korea was stressful for the girls to say the least, especially with the fact that the boys were rarely ever home because of the comeback preparations and the Japanese release. Lyra was settling into her role at KQ, working mostly with the trainees to develop a foundation in English.

The worst part had been the fact that Lia had gone from feeling sick to just being in a god-awful mood. She streamed and worked, then wanted nothing more than to lay in her bed without anyone bothering her. So, that is what Lyra did, gave her the space she needed.

“Hi, I didn’t know what type of coffee you liked so I went with the default Iced Americano,” Lyra had made it her mission since they settled in to make peace with Yerim. They actually worked relatively closely together as Yerim was one of the main managers overseeing the trainees and their daily routines.

“Oh, um thank you,” Yerim was rather quiet in her tone of voice, she had dropped the attitude with Lyra rather fast after seeing that she was making such an effort to be friends. Still, they weren’t close by any means, mostly only talking about work-related things and how to make things easier for the kids who were working so hard toward their goals of becoming idols.

Lyra had a meeting once a week with at least one of the managers to update them on how the kids were doing, hence why she was here with Yerim now, semi-awkwardly looking at each other waiting for someone to start.

“All of them are doing well, it’s not an easy language to pick up but they all come ready and willing to learn something every day,” Lyra smiled at the kids she saw several times a week, they were sweethearts and had taken to calling her noona.

“Good, I think you’re doing well with them. You’re good at your job. How are you settling into life here,” The question surprised Lyra, she never expected Yermin to be the one to decide to try and bridge the gap between them.

“It’s okay, a little isolating, especially trying to figure out how to navigate everything. I really don’t like to bother anyone so when I get the chance I've been exploring bit by bit to figure it all out,” It was awkward for Lyra to admit but she wanted to be comfortable with her now co-worker.

“Well, next time you want to explore, ask me, I don’t mind going with you.” Lyra couldn’t help but smile, sure she had Eunsook but they didn’t get to see one another as often as they would like.

“Yeah for sure that would be awesome, I really appreciate that,” Lyra broke out into a smile, maybe this was a bit of a turning point for the better.

With that the two went on with the rest of their day, work was work in that way. Even though Lyra worked at the company she rarely saw the boys except for the few times they had popped in to say hello or get a quick kiss before disappearing once again back to their practice rooms.

Lia was having just as hard of a time adjusting. She had gone from feeling somewhat sick and mostly nauseous to feeling like she had a constant migraine. It had been weeks yet there was no ease in the constant stabbing pain behind her eyes.

Beyond that she knew that her soulmates were getting the short end of the stick so to speak, Lyra more than the rest of them as she was the one who was home with her more often as she tried to keep a good schedule with work. Lia missed all of them really, but it was hard to verbalize that when they were home, and most of the time she just wanted to sleep to get a break from the headache that plagued her.

Lia was nearly asleep when she heard the front door open, knowing that it was Lyra coming back from KQ for the day. Her resolve was to just act as if she hadn’t heard her and try to go back to sleep for a little while longer.

The sound of Lyra knocking on her door was the next thing she was aware of, “Hey Lia, are you hungry? I was going to make dinner or go pick something up, if you want something specific?”

The plain honest truth of it all was that Lia just wanted this headache to go away. She knew it wasn’t anyone’s fault but there was something so irritating in that moment of Lyra interrupting her that made her snap a little.

Moving faster than she had in several days Lia made her way to her bedroom door and ripped it open, “I’m not hungry. Can you not get the hint that I’m trying to sleep for fucks sake.” Everything was slipping from Lia’s mouth faster than she meant it to, and much harsher.

Lyra blinked at her for a second before speaking, “um, okay. Well that’s fine by me then. I will go find something to eat for myself, but don’t pull that bullshit where you decided in twenty minutes that you’re hungry and call me to get you something like a fucking delivery boy.”

Lia couldn’t really blame Lyra for handing the attitude right back to her, but she was already pissed off and the slight jab toward her behavior only pushed her more. “Jesus. Go be a bitch somewhere else, Lyra.”

“Say less.” Lyra flipped Lia the bird as she made her way down the hall to the front door, she didn’t even hear Lia slam her door shut before she had left the apartment.

It took Lyra a few minutes of aimlessly wandering that she would see if Yerim would mind her taking up her offer this early. Before she knew it, Lyra had pulled out her phone and was calling her co-worker.

“Hello?” Yerim sounded a little different on the phone, less stressed.

“Hi Yerim! Its Lyra, I hope you don’t mind but I was wondering if I could take you up on that offer of having some company while exploring?” There was a beat of silence and Lyra became a little anxious. Perhaps the offer was just to be polite and not a real offer, people did that sometimes when they felt obligated to be nice.

“Oh sure! I’d love to, actually do you want to grab dinner while we’re out?” Yerim’s voice came through the phone in a chipper tone and Lyra’s anxiety over the interaction dissipated.

“Yeah, that would be fantastic. Where do you want to meet?”

Finding Yerim was actually very easy as she lived much closer than Lyra had expected. It was like the awful interaction with Lia had never happened as the two of them began exploring some new places that Yerim was quite familiar with. It had been a long time since the last time Lyra was able to hang out with friends as many of hers lived far away from where they had lived in the States.

“No, listen. This is something i’m very passionate about, McNuggets are superior to Wendy’s nuggets.” Lyra was dead serious as she spoke about the better of the chicken nuggets.

“Okay, I’ll let you have this but you cannot tell me that McDonalds has a better burger because they do not,” Yerim laughed as they walked down the street toward the restaurant where they were going to have dinner. The two of them were side by side and slightly brushing shoulders as they walked, as friends would in Lyra’s opinion.

For Yerim it was different, this closeness was something she had never really had before. Sure she had friends, but most of them were very reserved people and there was something about the way Lyra completely accepted her. She had never really been close to people, she had never found her soulmate but Lyra looked at her and really saw her in a way she had never been seen before.

“Ah here we are, this is my favorite spot to get tteokbokki,” Yerim led Lyra into the space which to her surprise was a rice cake-themed restaurant that specializes in all different types of combinations of tteokbokki.

“Oh Yerim, you really know a way to a girl's heart don’t you?” While Lyra meant the question mostly as a joke Yerim was struggling to hide the blush that was forming on her face at the compliment.

“Oh it’s nothing really, I mean if you didn’t love tteokbokki the way I do we would have to rethink this whole being friends thing,” Yerim was quick to recover her composure and pick up the conversations as they made their way to a table and started their dinner.

“So, how did you get involved with the music industry?” It was a few minutes later as the girls sat beginning to eat their food that Lyra asked, trying to get to know more about the woman sitting across from her.

“Well, when I was much younger I really wanted to be an idol as most do,” Yerim started after she swallowed the food in her mouth, “That ended up not being the path for me, I didn’t like the idol path as much as I thought I would. I got very close to a manager while I was a trainee and they became a mentor to me in a way. I ended up going to school for business management and did some internships before coming to KQ.” Yerim’s path was pretty straightforward, to say the least, no big revelation or anything of the sort.

“That’s really cool, finding one passion through another and you still ended up in the same industry with just a different role,” Lyra’s praise made Yerim's heart sore, in the afternoon they had spent together it was like things just clicked in her eyes. This was how life was supposed to be, a little slice of perfection.

“I’m glad you called, this has been really fun Lyra. We have to do this more, I love being around you,” Yerim was trying to feel out the situation. Lyra had soulmates, but it was very public that she and Lia were a platonic coupling. Ateez was most likely the same, it would only make sense.

“Me too, I’m sorry for it being so out of the blue and not giving you any time to really rest after work. Lia and I kinda got into it once I got home and I really just wanted to be around a friend,” Lyra was so glad that this had turned out as it had, Yerim was turning out to be someone she could easily get close to. One of the few she had in this new place.

Yerim just listened as she gave a bit more detail about the situation and the emotional swings Lia had been experiencing since the major move. Lyra didn’t really blame Lia for any of it as she had been struggling to adjust to everything as well, but Yerim could spot the problem and in her opinion it was Lia. They continued like that just enjoying themselves until Lyra’s phone began to ring from her purse.

“Oh, I'm so sorry. Is it okay if I take this? It’s Lia,” Yerim just nodded as Lyra stepped away for a moment to take the call. It ground on her that Lia, one of the people who should cherish Lyra as Yerim had come to, was treating her this way, and yet, like the gentle person Lyra was, she would still take her call and worry about her.

Yerim was less than pleased when Lyra returned, looking extremely concerned and now in a rush.

“Everything okay?” Yerim was more concerned with Lyra and that their fight had continued on the phone. She was making the plan now, Lyra could come stay with her and then they would get all of her stuff out of that awful household and be together.

“I’m so sorry Yerim, I’m going to have to go. Lia is feeling really bad and I need to go be with her. Tonight is my treat though, so I went ahead and paid. I'm so sorry I have to rush like this.” Lyra was gathering her things and was on her way out the door as fast as she could to get back to her house.

It was very clear to Yerim, the entire situation. She and Lyra were meant to be together, Ateez and their connection was a non-issue to her. But Lia, she was the issue. The real reason they couldn’t see their tether to one another yet.

A/N: so you know how i said it would be a while? Yeah i got inspired at work today so here is this one, and we can finally see the plot of the second arch starting to unfold. Oh yes, this will be a very intresting turn of events ;)

[hollyhomburg]

I don’t remember if it had been asked or not , but when the pack decides to have pups . Who would have pups with who . I know JK doesn’t want pups for his own. But who would father the pups for mc and jin

i've answered it at length before (you can find all of it in the bily ask section of the masterlist <3) but the m/c and jin both have two pups. first is jin's little alpha boy by namjoon, a very sweet and gentle alpha who does /not/ like being the oldest pup. he's very similar to jin in terms of personality like- goofy and very nurturing for an alpha.

then the m/c's first pup- also an alpha and also by namjoon (he's very very pleased that he ended up knocking up the m/c and jin first), this alpha though ends up being very similar to namjoon, kind of stoic, looks after the m/c in a very real way once he gets into his pre-teen years. i just get the image of like- maybe namjoon and her are exchanging tense words and he'd litterally put his body between her and namjoon (this would be shortly after the pack had finally like told him what happened with the m/c when she was younger) and namjoon would definitly bring him asside later and kinda talk with him "i fight with your mother because i know what happened not despite it. she doesn't want to be coddled, i'd never hurt her- and thats precicely why she trusts me to be honest with her about certian things."

then very soon after the m/c has her first pup jin has his second- an alpha girl by jimin 🥺 she ends up being the only alpha of the bunch that is pack alpha of her eventual pack- she's particularly well loved by tae too all the girls are exceptionally close.

and then probably about a year or so after that the m/c has her last pup- she has a little omega girl by tae <3 the baby of the pack. i get the idea of all the alpha pups waiting up want watching over her crib, the oldest- probably about five- who even crawls into her crib at night.

This means that hobi, yoongi, and jk don't ever have any biological children however! the pack does end up adopting a pup that ends up calling hobi dad 🥺 i bet he calls him his special little sprout- it's a very sad little story but in my mind he's in between the two girls in age <3 the story of them is on the masterlist!

[kasarian]

i am going to talk about oc pokemon au and you cant stop me :] (or, alternatively, if you're spark, it just me reiterating it with proper wording LOL)

Orbit is a knowledgable figure, unsure if I want him to be a professor or not, but he's also someone who's going to be important in the balance of quality of life in both humans and pokemon in his town, ensuring that the people do not disturb the natural habitat, and that the townsfolk be able to live a good life within the town. Ike was / is Orbit's partner in this endeavor, but went missing (presumed dead) for a year or two while he was out on a diplomatic trip out of the region; The two eventually reunite, not to worry.

Alon and Lupa are field researchers that work with/under Orbit. Alon in particular used to be a gym leader of the region in his younger years, but decided to retire a full year before he and Lupa got married, wanting to focus on his family and trying to get away from the public eye. He and his husband mostly help with nurturing hatchlings nowadays, but occasionally do the fieldwork for their job, as well as personal outings with personal agendas, of course.

Lupa has always been so passionate about pokemon and their behavior, seeking to understand them more. He wandered around various regions, becoming champion once and never again, despising the unwarranted fame his younger self did not want. He also met Alon during his travels, starting out at the wrong foot but quickly becoming fast friends, with Alon freely offering Lupa his kindness and hospitability. Despite all that, he still challenges gyms for the sake of it even now!

AND NOW FOR THE PROTAGS

The story follows Mela, Orbit's daughter, wanting to be as accomplished as her father, and setting out to her own journey. She's accompanied by Akku, who is Alon and Lupa's son, and his boyfriend, Hiraya, who was often under Orbit's watch due to his parents often being called for their duties as Elites.

As the trio's journey goes on, they all end up in a rather far away snowfields; and Mela eventually meets a man who looks rather familiar... but can't quite place her finger as to who exactly it is. She wants to find out though, stubborn as she always is to get things right. It's weird though, because it seems like Hiraya's seen a ghost, but he just won't say.

In the end of this arc, Mela meets the lake spirits, and they help her remember who that man was to her. Is to her. Ike, her dad, who's been missing and apparently, just as confused as her, because neither of them remember each other etc etc.

AUUGHUAHU

IT ALL VERY . MESSY and unclear and i might renew a lot of this bc i havent thought about all it yet. the basic summary was this:

Story following though 3 childhood friends journeys, Mela being the main protag ??? wanting to be like her dad ??? Accidentally finding her other, long missing father in the process??? ENSUE TEAM ROCKET LIKE EVENTS AND SHIT GOES DOOOOOWN

Akku and Hiraya just there for silly goofy shenanigans and support. (Akku wanting to explore like his parents did, and Hiraya not having much to do anyway, being the current youngest and not having much direction in his life???? idkkk HAHA but he and akku share the same passion w/ loving pokemon, akku just wants to see if he can run though badges in the process)

anyway yah feel free to plonk your opinions on this, i obviously have a lot to research, like the lake spirits, and which pokemon can temporarily take away your bad memories and help return it when you have to face it (first thought was gothitelle??) or if i can make up a process wherein a venusaur knowing amnesia -> imbued that power in its spores/pollen to help ease sadness that its trainer is experiencing and how thats kind but also kind of. oof move on the venusaur. etc etc. idk HAHAHHA

[dollsuguru]

HI HELLO IM BREAKING INTO UR INBOX W TEARS IN MY EYES…………… 😭😭 i just read all ur tags on my sugu fics and when i tell you i CRIED YOURE SOO??? so so SO sweet and thoughtful????? I HOPE YOUR DINNER WAS THE TASTIEST EVER bc ur tags made my whole weekend <333333 literally every single thing u said made me go YES YOU GET IT like… im just gonna mention a couple things phsjdhs IM REALLY SOSO GRATEFUL <333 

FIRST OFF just . everything u said abt my writing in general??? is soooo unbelievably kind??? T_T like abt the setting and prose and etc!!! i got soooo happy every time u said u felt like u were really There LIKE THAT MEANS SO MUCH…. ”it’s like i’m living inside your words” ARE U TRYING TO KILL ME </3 sob. thank u :’< 

and aaa im so glad u liked all three fics even though theyre a bit different!! 🥺🥺 i just rlly feel like u understood what i was trying to convey w certain characters and lines and stuff and it means soooo much??? SUGU IS A DEVOTED LOVERBOY YESYESYES U GET IT!!!!! U UNDERSTAND!!!! ”devoted” & ”intense” are the PERFECT words for him i cant tell u how much i agree. AND SOO NURTURING YES WE’RE SO LINKED he’s so mother he’s so husbandwife <333 IM JUST NODDING ALONG TO EVERYTHING U SAY like genuinely. food as love was the theme for that particular fic hehe im so glad u noticed!!! 

AAAA AND UR TAGS ON THE CHILDHOOD BESTIES FIC ……. thats probably my fave sugu fic out of the ones ive written ngl i was sooo happy to see that u liked it 😭😭😭 U GET IT U DO… like their love could be platonic or romantic but it doesnt rlly matter bc they just love each other sooo much. HE’S A GHIBLI BOY YES i’m so glad u see the vision <33

IM SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG i just need you to know that i see you and i love you and i appreciate you <3333 tysm for reading my silly lil fics and taking the time to write such thoughtful tags!!! 🥺🥺 im tucking them all away into my heart hehe. wishing u the most wonderful weekend ever !!!! mwah mwah mwah <33

OMG PLEASENDNDNDND your writing is literally SO stunning methinks you have the best rendition of suguru out there… like it’s so TELLING how much you love suguru (and satoru bc TRUST i’m gonna be in the tags of those fics too) and also i just really like how much personality you give to the reader as well! like everyone just is so fleshed out & 3-dimensional like they don’t feel like Just Characters In A Story they feel like real people & honestly magnificent writing to me always makes me feel like i’m watching a movie - and your writing does that! as i’m reading i’m envisioning everything like a movie & that’s the best compliment i can give fr <3 again it’s a testament to your beautiful dialogue, scene setting, storytelling, and YES PROSE!!!!! THAT’S THE WORD I WAS LOOKING FOR THE ENTIRE TIMENFNFNFNF your PROSE is beautiful 😭 it’s very COZY & PRETTY i love it

& OMG I WAS ABLE 2 UNDERSTAND BC YOU CONVEY EVERYTHING SO WELL!!!!! i was never confused i was Always In It <3 AND YES YOU SPOKE #REAL bc sugu is the ULTIMATE devoted loverboy… & i love how his intensity is just innate to him like he can’t help but love fully and with his whole entire mind, heart, body, & soul! and i also like how it isn’t an uncomfortable intensity or overbearing in a bad way - it’s just like a really nice weighted blanket and i LOVE that. & omg i’ve come to love food motifs so much………. whether it be hunger for something, cannibalism to get to the core of someone’s being, peeling clementines as an act of selflessness/love for someone else, or just sweet soft feeding your lover in bed bc you want them to eat well… that’s some delicious fucking food. & YESSSSSS nurturing caretaker sugu my beloved………. i think i read somewhere i forgot if it was just a random post here but someone said that suguru has such natural paternal instincts and that’s so real… like he’s mother he’s father he’s husbandwife he’s Transcended everything… the ultimate DadMom of the group… i just know his tote bag has bandaids, water, & snacks for everyone and he’s just the One you go to talk to about anything (again just like your sugu <3) OH AND ALSO i really like how devoted the reader is too! i Myself am a devoted lovergirl so i Feel seen

THE CHILDHOOD BESTIES FIC WAS SO FUCKING &/@/$/&//@/&:! why’d i get transported to a quaint town w the boy i’ve been in love since childhood and now he grew into a wondrous handsome man… trust that for Me if it involves sugu i’m immediately going romantic mode like i’m sorry i’m so Desperately In Love with him i can’t be normal <3 that fic is so fucking rich and filled w real problems that teens/ppl in their twenties face! the fear of the unknown but it feels like anything is possible and doable with someone like suguru by your side! AND YES HE IS SOOOOO HAKU-CODED TO ME (my first bf since i was a kid… coincidence? methinks not…) and also i reallllllllly love your fic of suguru going to reader’s apartment to declare war but he instead goes & has tea & cookies instead… i think i read that fic ages ago on ao3 and i could never find it again so it’s so Poetic Cinema that i found it here and that it was YOU and that you created so many more amazing fics… like i’m so well fed omfg & i’m super excited for anything you have coming out next!

AND OMG IT’S ABSOLUTELY MY PLEASURE! THANK YOU FOR CREATING SUCH BEAUTIFUL STORIES THAT I WILL KEEP TUCKED IN MY BRAIN & HEART <3 i will never forget you twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat… for as long as i live 🫡☝🏼 BUT FR!!!!! thank you for creating such wonderful premises for stories! i’m ecstatic to read anything you come out with next <3 mwah mwah mwah

^ me when reading your fics

[tpwkwriter]

Our love.

Oohhh How Ive missed this.

I hope everyone has had and received everything they’ve wished for,this Christmas/festive time if you’ve celebrated❤️🎄

Here’s to a happy new year and new writings! 🥳

Defo tried a different style Not sure on it, got a bit carried away at the end 🤪 hope you enjoy nonetheless x

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Love.

Love was a word that meant different to everybody.

Love was often shown through kisses and warm embraces though this was a way of showing affection also went skin deep.

The love between y/n and Harry was a love that could only be described as a soul mate connection. Caring and nurturing was each others favourite.

Harry’s love language mainly spoke physical contact and acts of service.

Wether it a hand resting absentmindedly on y/n’s thigh as they drove, his arm snaked around her waist when together, or simply his head resting on her at all times. You name it. He did it.

Everyone who knew Harry, knew nothing would stand in his way of caring for his lovie. Not only did his protective side come out but also his caring and gentleman ways did too. “Ready love?” He’d ask slipping his car keys in his pocket. “Mmhmm” she’d hum in response, flying from her seat heading to the door “hang on darlin” he’d say not hesitating to prop down on one knee in front of her “H?” Without an answer he was tying her lose shoelace of her favourite trainers. “Don’t want to fall hmm?” He says rising up and pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Of course he was just as sweet when out and about. “Get this side love” he said stopping them both on the path and swapping themselves so that he’s on the side the cars drive past, “see y’do love me, don’t wanna see me get flattened by a car” the girl teased locking hands with him. “Don’t tell anyone, but maybe I do..jus’ a tiny bit” he smirked.

He was also just as protective, even over the simplest of things. For instance.

One morning when you decided to cook up breakfast for the both of you, one thing made H change his mind 🤭

“ ah fuck, that hurt” the girl winced instantly checking the finger she accidentally cut while using the knife. “What lovie??” He said instantly turning around to face his girl. “Cut myself on that stupid thing” she sighed. “Oh baby” he whispered “lemme patch you up and I’ll finish this off” he claimed “harry it’s jus a-“. “Uh uh cant have you missing a finger”

His protective ways could also be seen in social settings.

While walking around London hand in hand, he notices a group of girls who seemed to be very clearly fans, H wouldn’t normally have a problem with greeting or even thanking fans in the street but he always worried of there reaction around y/n. “Stay behind me okay?” He said removing his locked hands from yours and wrapping his around her waist “harry” she giggled “m’pretty sure there a group of 16 year olds” she said referring to the size and maturity levels of the girls “still, there’s always someone thats unhappy that im happy, dont need them telling the paps my girlfriends here” he said using us free hand to pull his hoodie up, “don’t think it’s me there looking for” and just then they were knocked out there thoughts. “Harry!!” One of the girls squealed “please can we get a photo, IM such a fan” she says eagerly handing him her phone “s’Not a problem but please don’t post it until im perhaps out of here?” He politely asks taking the phone “mmhmmmm” she swiftly nods, he reluctantly lets go of his girls hand and takes the selfie. When the fan was rambling on about the amount of shows she had been too He realises there was a couple of girls sneaking pictures, normally he would’ve by passed it but noticing there trying to get y/n in the shot his instincts came out “um yeah thanks, thanks for all the support” he said offering his hand out, as the fan walks back to her group he wastes no time in making sure y/n’s privacy wasn’t invaded.

“Put these on my love, M’sorry” he said hand her sunglasses and his cap while she smiles and places them on he wraps his arm firmly and protectively over her and tries to leave before more people come out.

Though being in a relationship with H was an adventure and an interesting ride, neither of you would change it for the world.

And that’s what love meant to the both of you.