#also btw open invite to talk to me about any of them i love all of them greatly

[welcometoteyvat]

clearing out my likes has the side effect of reminding me of every single media obsession I’ve had over the past year or so

[tears-of-amber]

Hearth & Home Witchcraft That I've Learned

One of the biggest things that stands out to me when reading about hearth & home witchery is that everyday items are considered magical. Everyday moments, tasks, and chores as well. Its a beautiful way to live, if you really think about it. Big rituals are great, but as someone who is disabled, they rarely are doable. Here is a list of Hearth & Home Witchcraft Tips that i actually practice.

-Enchant a blanket by embroidering a sigil in the corner and using its color correspondences for your needs. It also helps me feel shielded from negative energy during meditation.

-Play music that makes you feel safe and AT HOME. This is almost like grounding, but also can be cleansing to the environment and especially the listeners. For me, its smooth jazz. The chill sound of the standup bass and the wandering piano notes that always seem to find their way to a comfortable key... its soothing to my soul.

-Talk to and about your home (kindly). So often its easy to complain about your living space. How you wish it looked or functioned differently. The house (in my belief) hears you. Treat it with kindness and gratitude for the shelter it provides. I say thank you to the house spirits and my home every morning.

-Find a convenient home protection ritual to do each month. I say convenient because if you overcomplicate things you'll feel less enthusiastic and less motivated to do it, and might even skip several months.

-Make a home cleansing spray using essential oils mixed with an appropriate amount of moon water. I like using a few drops of lemon, rosemary, lavender, and cinnamon. DO NOT spray this in the vicinity of your pets. I only use this spray in rooms where there arent any animals, to avoid complications with their health.

-Wash your bedding as often as you can and say a short incantation before you put it in the wash. It could go something like this. "I cleanse this bedding of all negative energy, from bad dreams, and from and all stress." Sleep is so important to your sense of safety and wellbeing at home.

-Open the damn windows when you can! Stagnant energy is known for dragging down people's moods. And there's nothing quite as uplifting as fresh air. This provides a healthy flow to your house's energy.

-Don't bring things in your home unless you want to incorporate their energy into your environment. This is something that's often overlooked. I especially advise heavy consideration when it comes to thrifting items and bringing them home. Try practicing sensing the energy of items so you can easily tell whats good to bring home and whats not. Thrifting is great! Im not discouraging it btw.

-Fresh flowers work miracles. Not only do they aesthetically brighten the room, but their correspondences and magical properties apply to the room that they're in. Sunflowers are a great example of a flower that encourages positivity, and are extremely affordable to get lots of them. Roses are a bit more expensive usually, but they invite that loving vibe. And African irises are great for psychic enhancement.

Thats all for this post! Reblog it if you found it helpful, or have any of your own cool practices for hearth & home witchcraft to share!

[tubatwo]

back into you - choi beomgyu

summary: beomgyu is a sweetheart and you just want to be his friend

pairing: gn reader x choi beomgyu

genre: fluff; 1.3k words

a/n: gyu saying he wants to be invited to hang out more broke me </33 btw the other boys don’t exist here because they wouldn’t ignore gyubear like that

playlist: adoy - wonder, adoy - swim

if you didn’t know choi beomgyu by now, you were basically an idiot. choi beomgyu was a friend to all. people either wanted to date him or be him (or maybe both).

but there was only one problem.

many people saw beomgyu in the wrong light.

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a typical day at school for beomgyu consisted of a few tasks: making the classroom laugh, making the staff laugh, making his friends laugh; basically just making everyone around him laugh.

once he completed those tasks and was back in the comfort of his own bedroom, he was able to take his mask off. be himself. fully, and completely. it’s not that beomgyu wasn’t a naturally funny guy, or that he didn’t enjoy bringing happiness to those around him, it’s just that he was starting to feel a bit burdened. on days when he wanted to keep to himself, people huddled around him, asking why he was suddenly quiet. if he was alone, people would look for him to make them feel better since they were feeling “soooo bummed about failing the quiz”

oh, and don’t even get him started on his love life.

girls constantly touching his shoulder, laughing a little too hard at everything he said to the point where it felt forced. it was almost exhausting.

at the end of the day, beomgyu was just a quiet boy who wanted to be loved. he had a bittersweet relationship with silence. during the day he desperately yearned for it, but at night it was like a reminder that loneliness came with it. beomgyu didn't want anything grand. he simply wanted someone who understood him.

it seemed like nobody understood any of this. nobody except you, of course. you noticed it. you noticed him in the library, headphones on while staring out the window. you noticed the soft smile on his face whenever the class was assigned to read love poems. you noticed the look of disappointment on his face whenever he tried to talk to his friends about a new band he discovered and they brushed him off. you noticed because he reminded you of yourself. to you, beomgyu seemed unattainable, but you were going to make it your mission to be his friend.

a few days later…

a test was coming up and you wanted to take some extra time to go over your notes. you decide to skip lunch and find an empty classroom to study in. after successfully avoiding any roaming teachers, you walk around the hallway until a familiar tune reaches your ears.

give me a feeling, slowly in a deja vu

it wasn’t loud at all, just enough for you to hear as you passed by a door. you peek through the window and see beomgyu doodling in his notebook while swaying his head. you hesitate before slowly opening the door, making beomgyu look up in surprise.

“sorry! it seems like we had the same idea,” you begin, “is it okay if I study a bit here?” beomgyu smiles and nods. “are you sure I won’t be a bother?” you ask, just to make sure. “no, it’s okay, really.” he reassures you before going back to his notebook. after a minute or so, you decide to make small talk. I mean, this is the opportunity you were waiting for, isn’t it?

“I really love this song!” beomgyu’s head immediately lifts at this. “really? you know them?” he asks. you nod and smile. “yeah! this one’s my favorite, but I also love their song lemon.” beomgyu gapes at you a bit before smiling and asking, “you’re y/n, right?”. you look at him with wide eyes, not expecting him to know you at all. “yeah, and you’re beomgyu?” you ask, already knowing the answer. you could’ve sworn you saw his ears go red. “the one and only.”

you and beomgyu spent the rest of the lunch period sharing music recommendations. before you left, he asked you for your number so he could make you a playlist. you felt like your heart was going to explode. a playlist? usually, you’re the one making people playlists, only to receive a simple thumbs-up emoji in return, and now beomgyu wants to make you a playlist?

the few days you two spent together turned into weeks, and then months. eventually, you and beomgyu made the tradition of meeting in the empty classroom every lunch period. it felt like the only time when you could quietly bask in each other’s presence. this was until it wasn’t. you and beomgyu were drawing doodles of maltese puppies and tiny bears in each other’s notebooks when you heard loud footsteps nearing the room. a group of people barge into the room giggling, making the two of you flinch.

“yo, gyu! where you been?” a guy asks before walking over to ruffle beomgyu’s hair. the guy takes a look at you and smiles mischievously. “oh, did I interrupt something?” you see beomgyu put on a fake smile before responding. “no, they’re my close friend, sometimes we study during lunch breaks.” you try not to blush at him referring to you as a close friend, and not just a friend. although, a large part of you wished for something more. beomgyu’s group of friends decide to make themselves comfortable and sit in the other chairs. beomgyu gives you an apologetic look before you shake your head at him, signaling that it was okay.

after a while, one of the girls looks at you with squinted eyes and speaks up, “gyu, they’re so quiet… how do you even get along?” your head lifts up and you fidget nervously, all eyes suddenly on you. “and what is this song? god, it’s putting me to sleep.” a different girl chimes in.

beomgyu slams his notebook shut before sighing. “could you all leave them alone? you know nothing about them.” he looks down before quietly mumbling to himself, “you know nothing about me…” the room is filled with an awkward silence before the guy from earlier clears his throat. “uh, okay, how about we just see you later?” the sound of chairs squeaking fills the room as they all get up and leave.

you turn around and place your hand on beomgyu’s arm. “hey, i’m really sorry about that…” beomgyu looks at you in disbelief, shocked, but not shocked enough to ignore the feeling of your soft hand on his skin. he shakes the feeling off before apologizing. “what? no, don’t apologize. they shouldn’t have said those things to you. they don’t understand.” you give him a smile before removing your hand, leaving his arm feeling colder than ever.

a moment of silence passes before beomgyu speaks up. “I can be myself with you.” you look up to meet his eyes, the two of you staring lovingly at eachother before the sound of the bell interrupts you, shaking you out of your trance. you both begin packing up and you softly grab his arm, giving him the warmth that he desperately missed. “would you wanna maybe…” you trail off, “do you wanna go to the new arcade with me this weekend?” beomgyu freezes and blinks at you as you continue. “I also know this really cool cd shop nearby, so maybe we could go… there… too?” you hesitate, starting to believe that you’ve crossed the line by seeing beomgyu’s blank reaction. you almost turn around to accept defeat before beomgyu suddenly goes, “yes!”. he notices how loud and awkward his response was before correcting himself, “I mean, yes, I’d love to.” you smile softly at eachother as he grabs both of your hands into his.

later in the week you receive a text from beomgyu.

gyu<3: can’t wait for our adventure tomorrow! :)

below the text is a link to a playlist labed “♥︎” and the first song is adoy’s swim.

I think of you

when I am sad and down

when the silence makes me cry

when it’s hard to try

I simply fall back into you

[byunpum]

Hi!! I'm not sure if your requests are open but if they are could you write some angst to fluff with neteyam x lo'ak x human reader? It can be about anything you want, maybe some love confession after an argument? Idk i just need more of those two😩 btw i LOVE your work!! I just spend like 2hs reading your whole masterlist. 🙌🏻🙌🏻😍

Pair: Neteyam x Human-mix reader x Lo'ak

Warning: none, jealousy, teasing, softness

Note: I wanted to use my reader, which is a mix of human and navi, so that it could breathe without any problem in pandora. If you want to know more about it "HERE". Also @rosaliedepp thanks for stopping by my blog, I love to know that you like my work. Even if I'm not updating much. <3

AVATAR MASTERLIST

"Are you sure Y/N is around here?" speaks neteyam, walking beside his younger brother. "Of course I am, kiri told me she was on this beach" says lo'ak, tapping his brother on the shoulder to calm him down. Lo'ak and neteyam have always been close, they have a very strong relationship. But they have always had different tastes, and this sometimes made their relationship not very good. But they did have one interest that they shared and that was you. Both of them continued walking along the coast, they had planned to take you for a walk along some lagoons they had found some days ago. In the distance they could see your figure, but were surprised when they saw another larger figure next to you.

As they got closer they saw that it was you and Rotxo. Rotxo was sitting on the sand and you were in front of him. The boy was tying a rope around your waist, both of you were laughing. Talking about the things of the day. Lo'ak and neteyam gave each other a look. What was going on? Since when were you and rotxo so close? They hurried over, already a little agitated. But they tried to control their discomfort. When they got completely close, neteyam held his younger brother's hand. He knew that lo'ak could be a bit impulsive. You look up to see your two boys. "Hello" you speak, your tone seemed happy. Rotxo waves as well, as he continues to work on the knot of the clothing you had created.

Rotxo had invited you to create some new sets of clothing. You had told him some time ago that you wanted to learn how to create clothes in the metkayina style. And Rotxo didn't hesitate to invite you, and you two had become very close lately. It wasn't romantic at all, you had become best friends. You shared a lot in common, interests, hobbies. You didn't think that you and Roxo could create a strong bond, but you did. Lately you were always with him, you wanted to learn everything about the Metkayina clan, and Rotxo was prepared to teach you. Many talked about your relationship with rotxo, and the comments had reached the ears of both boys. "hello?ahhh y/n what are you doing?" asks neteyam, approaching your side. You look up, and give neteyam a smile. Lo'ak approaches rotxo, looking at where the man's hands were placed.

"Roxto is helping me adjust this skirt…we made it together" you speak, you looked so happy. "Yes…you look very pretty" rotxo speaks. Lo'ak and neteyam give each other a few looks. "Y/n…weren't we going to the lagoon?" says lo'ak, feeling neteyam punch him in the arm. You looked so comfortable next to rotxo, smiling and joking with your friend. "Ahhh that's right, rotxo do you want to come?" you look at rotxo, but as you start to speak but lo'ak interrupts you. "It was just the three of us?" says lo'ak. There was an awkward silence, until you hear rotxo let out a small smile. "Y/n don't worry," rotxo says, stroking your hands. He could see your face suddenly change to one of sadness. "I have to go with ao'nung….I think I have to do something" rotxo gets up from the sand, cleaning himself a little. You walk over to him, and give him a hug. Letting your head lay on his stomach. "See you later!!!" you speak. Neteyam was getting cranky, since when did you have so much trust with rotxo.

You say goodbye to Rotxo as you watch the boy walk away. You feel someone put their hand on the crown of your hair. "Babe… are we leaving?" asks neteyam. "Yeah sure" you speak, taking his hand. "Come on come on…the lagoon has to be empty now" says lo'ak bending to give you a kiss on the cheek. You laugh a little, and push lo'ak away. They all run towards the ilus, traveling towards the beautiful lagoon. It was inside the jungle of one of the islands. It was a remote place, and not many people used to go there. So it was the perfect place to stay and spend some time together. You arrive at the shore, leaving your illus playing. Running to where the water was clearer and warmer. Some time passed, after swimming and playing until you felt very tired, you sat down on the shore. You were sitting between lo'ak's legs, leaning your back against his chest. As you watched neteyam approach your feet. And playfully bites your toes. "Hey…that hurts" you giggle, neteyam slides down your body. He unloads his body on top of yours, settling his head on your chest. You start playing with some braids, while enjoying the quiet.

"Y/n" says lo'ak. You continue to play with neteyam's hair, replying with a 'mmm?'.

"You and rotxo… have become very close" says lo'ak with a hint of sarcasm, you notice the difference in the tone of voice. Neteyam raises his head a little, he was also interested in your answer. "mmm yes, we are very good friends. I can say he is my best friend" you speak. You hear how lo'ak laughs, you look up to look at the boy from above. "What are you laughing about? He is my friend" you say a little angry. "So what are we to you?" asks neteyam. You remain silent, settling yourself more into lo'ak's chest, while now placing your hands on the sides of neteyam's face. "You are different…you are" just as you were about to speak, noises began to be heard coming from the undergrowth. You settled down, separating yourselves from each other, sitting down quickly. You watched as Kiri came out of the brush, you felt more relaxed. After all it was Kiri, she knew what was going on between the three of you.

"Mom is looking for you guys…it's getting late," says Kiri. You started to get up from the ground. "Kiri, who told you we were here?" asks Neteyam. "Rotxo…I thought y/n was with him, so I went and asked him where she was" speaks Kiri. Neteyam scoffs a little, and starts walking towards his ilu. You noticed that he was a bit annoyed, lo'ak on the other hand stays by your side. Placing his hand on your high back to guide you towards your ilu. "Come on…I don't want any trouble with dad" says lo'ak. As the foursome begin their journey home. …. …. The next morning, you wake up later than the others. You could hear the voices of the other family members as you wiped your eyes and shifted uncomfortably in your hammock. As soon as you moved your head you got a horrible headache. You began to complain, attracting the attention of neytiri, who was already approaching your hammock. You had left with the sully's when they moved out of the clan. It was a difficult thing for you, norm was your foster father and moving away from him was painful. But it was for the best, both you and the sully family were in danger. For your good fortune, you had grown up with the Sully family, you were practically a daughter to Neytiri. Your eyes were still closed, and you felt the woman touch your forehead. "Y/n does your head hurt a lot?" speaks Neytiri. "Yes," you wince. "Honey…come down from the hammock, sit down and eat something….I will try to find you some remedy for that headache" says neytiri holding your hand helping you down. She bends a little, and kisses the top of your head. You sit down next to neteyam. "Baby what's wrong with you?" says neteyam softly, watching as you slowly rest your head in his lap. He laughs a little, and begins to stroke your head. "My head…it hurts" you settle more into his lap.

"aww "neteyam scoffs a little, but settles more into where he was sitting to make you more comfortable. Lo'ak arrives at the marui, he was out for a morning walk. As he enters he sees you on neteyam's lap and approaches. "Y/n what's wrong? Are you all right?" speaks lo'ak. " She has a pain in her head" says neteyam. Lo'ak sits down in front of you, and comes over to give you a kiss on the cheek. "Do you want something to eat?" asks the concerned boy, you had your eyes closed. "No…it's okay. I'm waiting for neytiri and kiri" you speak, you could hear that you were in a lot of pain. Kiri and Neytiri had gone out to get help from Ronal, if they were in the jungle they would know where to look for the ingredients for the remedy. But now they were in an unknown place, so they were going to ask for help. While neteyam comforted you, lo'ak took your hand to massage it. Jake entered the Marui, just as lo'ak himself had gone for a walk. But he was taken by surprise by the scene in front of him. His two sons, surrounding you and comforting you.

Hey…he was no fool, and he knew that this behavior was not sibling behavior. His sons used to be very close with their sisters, but with you…they were so in love with you. And this made Jake laugh. His two sons in love with the same girl. "Hey…what's going on with y/n?" says jake, coming over to where the three of you were. " She's got a bit of a headache…that's all" says neteyam. Jake reaches over and pokes the cheeks of your face a little. "A little? Can't you see she's dying in pain" says lo'ak, nudging his brother a little. Neteyam laughs, and ignores his brother. He knew that sometimes you could be a bit dramatic. Some time later, neytiri and kiri arrive with someone's company.

"Y/N!!!!" hums rotxo entering the marui, with the company of the two women. Lo'ak turns away in annoyance, and neteyam makes a grumpy face. "And what is rotxo doing here?" asks lo'ak. "We were on our way to see ronal and we ran into rotxo, luckily he can help us" says kiri, happy that rotxo knows about medicine. You open your eyes a little, and raise your arm a little to greet him. "Rotxo….I'm dying" you complain. The boy comes over to you, kneeling down to sit in front of you. Lo'ak slides down a little to make more room, and neteyam places one of his hands on your hip, to keep you closer to him. "You're not going to die…you'll be fine. Look, look, I have something to help you," says rotxo, as he pulls things out of a basket. One thing no one knew about rotxo is that the boy had been practicing with ronal and Tsireya on medicinal treatments.

Rotxo had prepared some kind of drink, which had literally relieved your headache in a matter of 5 minutes. Now you were sitting, talking with Rotxo. Neytiri had invited the boy to breakfast as a thank you. While neteyam and lo'ak were in the corner of marui, watching you laugh and play with your friend. "This is unbelievable…he comes along, gives her a nasty drink and now he's her savior" says lo'ak crossing his arms. "I know…" says neteyam, looking grudgingly at rotxo. After a while, rotxo says goodbye to you. You get up from the ground, and go to look for something you had near your hammock. "Lo'ak you haven't seen that paste that kiri had prepared for my skin" you ask lo'ak, who was lying in his hammock next to you. You see how he is still with his eyes closed, you approach him and tap him on the shoulder. "Lo'ak you're ignoring me" you complain, and see how his tail slaps you on your thigh. "Ahhh ok, forget it" you speak, backing away from him. Leaving in search of neteyam, surely he knew where the lotion was. You exit the marui, and take a look around. And in the distance you see neteyam with the tuk's company. You run to where they are. "Nete…. have you seen the skin cream that kiri prepared for me?" you ask, but you see how the boy is still looking for something in the sand.

Tuk looks at neteyam, and taps him on the shoulder. "Nete…y/n is talking to you" the girl, tries to get her brother to pay attention to you. "mmm tuk look at this shell..isn't it cute" says neteyam, looking at the girl. She makes a confused face, and gives you a look. You walk over, and kneel down next to neteyam. You push him a little, but he still ignores you. "Nete…don't ignore me!!!" you complain, but you still don't get his attention. This annoys you, and you get up abruptly. Tuk approaches you. "What's wrong with neteyam?" the girl asks you, you raise your shoulders. "Tuk see you later…I have to go see ROTXO" you shout, You can see how neteyam's tail tensed up when you said that name, you already knew this was one of the reasons why your boys were upset with you. After a rather long day of anxiety and worry, It was time for bed.

Everyone was lying in their hammocks. Neytiri and Jake were in a corner away from the other family members. While kiri and tuk had their hammocks placed in another corner. And the best corner of all was where you, lo'ak and neteyam stayed. Both men had not talked to you all afternoon and it was driving you crazy. They weren't like that with you, you had to set the facts straight.

Everyone was lying down, you look to your side and see neteyam settling into his hammock. Slowly and quietly you take one leg out of your hammock, to tap neteyam's thigh. "hey!!!" you whisper, not wanting anyone to get up. The boy continues to ignore you, so you tap him harder. "Please…talk to me. What's wrong with you? And why won't lo'ak talk to me too?" you whisper, but it's almost a whine. "you and rotxo…that's the problem" you turn quickly, seeing how lo'ak had gotten up from his hammock, and was walking to yours. Climbing up, to settle in next to you. The hammocks weren't big, so he literally hugged you completely. "What's wrong with rotxo he hasn't done anything" you complain, nudging lo'ak.

"Everything is him…everything" finally speaks neteyam raising his head, to now look at you. You were talking in a low voice. "But…wait" you speak, looking at neteyam and then at lo'ak who was lying next to you. "You guys are jealous!!!" you raise your voice a little, causing lo'ak to place his hand over your mouth. It literally covers your entire face. "Lo'ak…I can't breathe" you grab lo'ak's hand pushing him away. "Sorry" the boy laughs, pulling his hand away from your face. There was silence, until you start talking again. " Rotxo…he's my friend…just that." You speak feeling lo'ak hug you tighter. You turn your gaze to see neteyam looking up at the ceiling, he hadn't said anything. Neteyam could be harder to convince. "You….you are different "you speak. "Different?" says neteyam, now you watch as the boy makes eye contact with you.

You both stare at each other for a while, nete knew what you meant. "Promise me that you will spend more time with us" neteyam speaks, watching you raise your arm and make a sign of promise. "I promise" you speak. "Will you sleep with me?" you speak. And you feel lo'ak pinch you. "With us' says lo'ak, laughing as you try to control your laughter. Neteyam rises from his hammock, climbing into yours. Adjusting himself so that you are lying on his chest, while lo'ak hugs you from behind. "I love you guys so much" you whisper letting the sleep consume you. "We love you too" says lo'ak, while hugging you.

"Brother…mission accomplished" neteyam says softly, touching his brother's arm. "'Yessssss" lo'ak shouts under his breath. Both boys laugh. "If you don't shut up…. I'm going to pull you out of the Marui" says jake on the other side of the marui, the three of you open your eyes quickly. They all just listened to your whole coversation?

[simping4-2manyppl]

HIIIII I SAW YOUR POST ABOUT ASKING FOR REQUESTS AND HELP SO LMK ID U NEED ANY HELP AND ILL SEE IF I KNOW IT 😓😓😊😊 ALSO HERES A PLOT IF TOU WANNA WRITE ABOUT IT:

ok so it’s tom x fem reader and they’re on vacation with the band in hawaii on the beach, and tom and reader sneak away to smoke a joint (U DONT HAVE TO ADD THAT IF UR UNCOMFORTABLE BTW^^^) and find another side of the beach that had a lot of plants and hibiscus flowers so tom gives one and puts it in their hair then they get caught by one of the members and get teased. SORRY IF ITS KINDA BAD I HAD A BRAIN FART MID WAY BUT YEAHH JUST IF U WANNA WRITE IT I PUT IT OUT THERE JUST CASE😊😊 HAVE FUN WRITING AND HAVE A GOOD DAY OR NIGHT THANK YOU U IF U DO WRITE IT!😋❤️❤️❤️❤️

✮ Tom Kaulitz ✮

Flowers 🌺

Thats me right there btw!! AHH TYSM FOR THIS IDEA LITERALLY LOVE YOU SM!! ILL DEF DO MY BEST TO WRITE THIS GOOD!!

Warnings: smoking, teasing 😜 yk all that fun giggly stuff. There might be some bad spelling 😓

sorry if its bad, i tried my best, pls lmk if u liked it in the comments!

Tom Kaulitz x fem reader !!

When your friends invited you to go to Hawaii with them you immediately started packing all of your clothes. You were beyond excited to go since you have heard super nice things about Hawaii, you were especially excited to go to the beach.

You’ve heard how beautiful the ocean was and you couldn’t wait to go see it for yourself, not to mention you get to spend time with your best friends.

After about a week of being in Hawaii, they finally took you to the beach after begging and begging.

Bill was also pretty excited to go too, as you both have been talking about it ever since they invited you.

Once you got there you immediately took off your flip flops in the sand and walked closer to the water.

Feeling the cool water touch your feet made you shiver slightly, getting a bit cold.

You wore some shorts and a swim top since you were all going to go swimming but you didn’t expect the water to be a bit cold so you didnt bring a jacket. (Pretend its been rainy over there and not so hot.)

You jumped as you felt some arms wrap around you, “oh my god, you scared me!” You said as you turned around and saw tom, smiling.

He chuckled and pulled something out of his pocket, “wanna smoke this with me?” He said, with a grin on his face.

You looked around and saw the others talking, “Mm, sure.” You said grabbing his hand and walking around until you found a spot.

He lit it up and took a quick puff out of it before handing it to you, you grabbed it and put it up to your lips, taking a hit.

You blushed as his fingers would slightly graze yours while taking the joint from you as you both passed it back and fourth, until it was all finished.

“Hey, look at that flower!” You said, walking over to a small beautiful flower, that was all by its self.

Your eyes opened as your jaw dropped, seeing more than just one flower, there was multiple scattered all around.

Your eyes lit up as you saw all of the gorgeous hibiscus flowers and plants all around you.

You felt tom grab your chin, slowly moving your head to make eye contact with him as he moved some of your hair behind and placing a beautiful hibiscus flower behind your ear.

You face heated up quickly, as a bright shade of red spread across your face. A small smile appeared on toms face.

“A gorgeous flower for a gorgeous girl.” He said, winking at you, leaning in closer to your face.

Youve had a crush on tom for the longest time now and you were getting nervous, since you never expected him to go farther than just flirting with you.

You heard laughing from behind you, making you back away and turn around seeing everyone laughing at the both of you.

Now this time toms face turned red as they walked up to you both, “AWW TOM!” Bill said, teasing his twin, and laughing in his face.

“aww did we ruin your guy’s moment?” Gustav said, also laughing. “Poor tommy, he didnt get his kiss.” Georg said.

You blushed and turned away, embarrassed. “Be quiet, lets just go, i wanna swim.” Tom said, rolling his eyes.

“Arent you gonna kiss your gorgeous girl? Or are you gonna leave her waiting.” Bill said, raising his eyebrows up and down, smirking at him.

Tom was already far away, trying to ignore all the teasing that he was getting from his brother and friends.

“Cant hear you!” He said, walking away even faster, they all laughed at him, and you eventually let out a giggle or two.

The way his face turned into a shade of pink was adorable, although you wish they wouldnt have ruined the moment between you two but things happen.

you stared at him with a smile on your face, seeing how they tease him.

“Come on! Lets get in the water nowww!” Bill said walking over to the water.

You stayed behind and looked down at your feet, moving your toes in the warm sand.

arms wrapped around you, but this time you knew who it was, the scent was familiar. Making you smile to yourself.

“How come you keep coming up from behind me? Are you trying to scare me or something?” You said, laughing.

You heard him chuckle and turn you around to face him, “No, just really like hugging you from behind.” He said, smiling.

You laughed and smiled, as you held eye contact. He put his hand on your cheek placing his lips onto yours, you stood in shock, not knowing what to do, but just melted into the kiss.

He pulled away and had a big smile on his face, with a slight tint of pink of his cheeks.

“Race ya to the water!” He said running, “Hey! no fair! You got a head start!!” you said, yelling and pulling your shorts down quickly, running behind him into the water.

“Hey! Wait up!” You said going into the water, immediately splashing him. “Hey!” He said splashing you back.

I hope you guys liked it! Sorry if it was a bit rushed, i was just super excited!!

[opalvatter]

We know that Skarra has a niece (btw, a complete badass, mind you) which means that he has siblings. And family. And had a life before soccer.

Now, I can't even imagine him having a good family, because that wouldn't have enough angst, soo...

Skarra's Family Headcannons

His family comes from a long line of Business related jobs.

His father was an Administrator and his mother was a Banker, so he grew up in a typical, conservative, middle-class family. However, both of them dreamed to open a business and crave lavish lives, which meant they weren't around most of the time and were quite neglectful.

He has an older sister by 8 years( Who I'm gonna call Nina for now), who took up their family values and became the perfect child, who got perfect grades and did everything that was expected of her, repressing her own emotions, a classic case of older sister syndrome (yes, yes, she is a representation of me i could help myself)

However, during their younger years, their parents favored Skarra over his sister, thus straining their relationship.

When he was younger, he wasn't allowed to play most sports, instead being forced to study and get perfect grades.

He and Shakes met at the community center, where Skarra went for extra classes. Skarra's family didn't like Shakes and tried to separate them when they were younger. The first time he saw Shakes's family, Skarra almost started crying.

By the time he was 13, his rebellious face started to kick in, and with Shakes coaxing him, he started to sneak out anytime he could. That was when he discovered football and started to fall in love with it.

He secretly joined their town football team at 15, all while keeping up a studious appearance to his family. This was also around the time he discovered he was gay.

Eventually, he got tired of keeping up the double act and had a big fight with his parents, coming clean. Appaled at their son's behaviour, they kicked him out.

His sister, Nina, became the favorite (depressed) child, majored in Buisness and got unhapily married to a CEO, having a single child with him.

Skarra tried to remain hopeful, but when he wasn't even invited to his sister's wedding, his last straw broke and he became fully dedicated to football, wanting to prove them all wrong.

many years passed, and Skarra became a famous soccer star.

One day he got a phone call from his sister, asking if she could come see him. He reluctantly agreed, kinda sorta hoping that she changed.

Turns out, after their parents died in a car crash, she divorced her husband and put their child in a boarding school, finally living her life the way she wanted to.

Skarra was happy for her, until she started talking about her daughter. She was very clearly neglecting her child, and Skarra got mad, blowing up on her.

She too, got angry and revealed that the only reason she wanted to meet him was so that she could convince him to take in her child whenever the boarding school was on break.

Skarra agreed, only to save his niece from the same treatment he had to go through.

His 7 year old niece, dee (everyone on this hellsite call her that so lets go with it) is much too similar to Skarra, that he almost cried when he saw her the first time.

He may be an asshole, but he still has an heart. He tries to take care of her, to the best of her abilities, and shield her from most of the trauma he had.

I couldn't think of anything else for now, but I might add something later on. If any of you have any different ideas, comment them, i want to see :)

[noroi1000]

Hey so I had this idea for a request and is for the Gojo and Suguru as cat series. And my idea is that what if Y/N invited a co-worker over and it can be either a friend or that co- worker has a crush on Y/N and both Geto and Gojo notice that but can’t do much because they have to disguise as cat. But I think it would be very funny if they turn into humans just to scare him of or something I’ll leave the rest to you. BTW love you and your writing 💖

A/n: Anon I love you 😍

"Hey, Yuki, make yourself comfortable, please."

You let the man into your house, smiling as you watched him carry the bag with the documents you were supposed to take care of.

"Thanks for letting us do this at your place. I could invite you to my place but I live with a few family members. You know how it is... There's not that much room and quiet." He said taking off his shoes and jacket, combing his hair later.

"No problem. After all, this is our job. I'll just go to another room for a while. I'll be right back." You pointed behind you, closing the front door behind him.

"Fine. I'll wait a minute. Can I put our work somewhere?" He asked, picking up a stiff bag.

You pointed to the table in front of the couch, he walked over to the piece of furniture and started pulling things out.

You suddenly disappeared from the living room, taking with you two large balls of live fur. Yuki hasn't seen them yet, but as long as they're cats, he shouldn't suspect anything, and he shouldn't act weird either. After all, your co-worker is your guest. And also your friend from work. One of the most normal people who work there.

You noticed that they immediately located the intruder in their area. From the beginning, as soon as you opened the door for him, you noticed that Satoru and Suguru were hiding in the corners so you couldn't see them. And also their faces didn't show that they were happy in any way. They were wagging their tails in a way that everyone could guess that something was wrong with them.

You took them with you to your bedroom. Or rather, they saw you go out there and look around for them with your eyes. That was enough of a signal for them to think they should follow you.

Once they both went inside, you closed the door and watched as they both turned into people in the light smoke. They stood in front of you as you looked at them with a serious expression.

They weren't smiling either, they both stood side by side with their arms crossed over their chests and waited for you to speak up and explain what's going on here.

"I haven't said hello to you guys yet, so hey, I'm back home. Now there's something more important –"

Satoru interrupted you. He couldn't stand the wait and decided to ask faster.

"What is this (y/n)? We're waiting for you, we can't wait for you to come back, and when you finally come home, we see you go inside with some guy? Not cool... We don't even know who he is."

"Satoru, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I didn't have time to call you. It was so sudden." you explained it to them, lowering your voice so Yuki couldn't hear you talking to someone.

"It's okay if he doesn't do anything. So who is he?" Suguru asked looking up and down at you.

"He's my co-worker and also my friend. His name is Yuki. We're finishing up here."

"Yuki? He's a guy, right?" Satoru muttered.

"Yeah..."

"He's a guy... You know we can't blow this in this case?"

"Why can't you go to sleep or go out somewhere?" You asked looking into the dark haired man's eyes.

"We are your boyfriends (y/n). You think any of us would leave the house the moment there's a guy in here? Just you and him?" he said, looking at you with his purple eyes.

"What do you think about me? Do you think I could invite him because I like him? Suguru, you said yourself that you are my boyfriends. I have two boys! Besides, Yuki is not my type."

"We don't care what you think about him, because we know that you will always choose us. But what we care about is what he thinks of you. His views may differ from yours. I saw the way he looks at you..."

"Satoru, don't be jealous. It's just a friend. We'll just finish the job and he'll go home."

"We stay."

"Satoru! I'm an adult, why should you watch over me?!"

"We trust you completely. But we don't trust him, do we, Suguru?"

Gojo suddenly turned into a cat and walked to the door, looking at Geto.

"We'll just control the situation. We won't shock him."

He also turned into a cat and approached his friend.

Sighing, you opened the door for them, allowing them to enter the living room with you.

"I'm already. I just had to look for them." You said smiling slightly towards Yuki.

You saw him sitting on the couch with the papers already on the table.

"Aw, I didn't know you had cats at home." He said looking at the two animals walking in front of you. "Who is that??"

Smiling, he leaned over to stroke Satoru's fur, but he suddenly stopped and hissed at him. The man got scared and quickly withdrew his hand.

You looked pointedly at Satoru.

"Everything's all right?"

"Yeah. But I don't think it likes me." He laughed pointing to the white cat.

You sat on the other side of the couch, and as if on cue, Suguru appeared on your lap, laying his entire feline body on you.

"And this one is also like the white one?" he asked, pointing to Geto.

"Well, he's more composed. But I don't know how he will react." You said stroking his back.

As Yuki extended his hand, Suguru stepped back, placing his ears flat. Mouth slightly opening as if about to bite him. The claws came out.

"Oh, I don't think it likes me either haha..."

"Well... They're picky about people. They won't meet a lot of people here, and they don't like new faces either." You put your hand on the black fur.

Satoru jumped on the couch, sitting next to you, separating you from Yuki.

"What are their names?" He asked.

"This is Suguru." You pointed to the black cat. "And this is Satoru."

"...I didn't expect your cats to have human names. I was expecting something like snowball or fluffy..." he laughed nervously.

You looked at the papers and began to arrange it as it was supposed to be. Add a stamp on a piece of paper, write the missing date, check it, and then arrange it according to the dates. That's what you were supposed to do. You must keep your documents in order.

You flicked through the stapled pages, following the lines one by one with your eyes.

Yuki looked at you with gentle eyes, and then noticed that both cats were looking at him.

"(y/n)?" he started.

"Hmm?"

How can we distract your cats? I feel like it's trying to attack me..."

"Don't worry. They won't hurt you. But if you feel uncomfortable, I can lock them in another room." you proposed.

"Well, No. No need. After all, this is their home. I don't want to take away their choice of where they stay..."

"I see... So maybe I can give them something to eat, that will keep them busy for a while, and I haven't given them dinner yet when I get home." you put down your papers, and suddenly grabbed the black cat to gently pull it off your lap so you could stand up.

"N-No! Please don't show. I will do it. Let the cats stay where they are. Just tell me where you got the cat food." Yuki got up, walking slowly to the kitchen.

"If you insist... Top cabinet above the oven." you told him, rubbing Satoru's fur before going back to flipping through the papers.

"Sorry, but I don't see any cat food here..." he muttered as he looked through the packaging.

"Oh, there's a box of mochi. Take some and put it in the blue bowl, please. And then there's a piece of meat in the fridge, put it in a purple bowl."

He did, but was very surprised.

Have you been feeding mochi cats? And they also ate the meat that was prepared for dinner? Or those cats were weird, or just had a very good life.

You lightly pushed your boys towards the kitchen, and suddenly they went to eat something. They left you alone.

"Then we'll finish the job." You gave him a smile, pointing to the things in front of you.

You saw how his face changed a bit, and he looked happier than before.

"I just remembered, do you have the document I gave you when we were on our way to your house?" He suddenly asked.

"Sure. I have it in my jacket in the bedroom."

"Could you bring it? It'll come in handy in sorting this out."

"Okay... I'll be right back."

You got up and entered another room, leaving Yuki under the watchful eyes of your boys.

You got up and entered another room, leaving Yuki under the watchful eyes of your boys.

While it took you a little longer to look for it, you didn't hear Yuki talking to himself as he pulled something else out of his bag.

The black and white cat looked at the man, waiting for his next move. Especially when they saw that what he was holding in his hand was a heart-shaped box.

They saw how Yuki blushed slightly, and suddenly began to speak softly.

"(y/n), I know we don't know each other very well, but we are co-workers, we spend a lot of time together, I thought we could be even more... No... It's not like... (y/n), since I've known you, you've been really interesting to me. I have a crush on you... No. It's also not... What can I say... (y/n)... I just, I fell in love with you and I want you to be my girlfriend..."

He suddenly turned around in fear as he heard a movement behind him.

He looked and saw two cats sitting on chairs by the kitchen island.

"...Uh... They're just cats... I wish you guys could advise me what to tell her..."

He shook his head to the side, closing his eyes.

He turned around and started walking towards the door you had entered.

"We can't advise you? I'll advise you one thing, forget about her." Gojo said turning into a human looking at the back of his head.

"She's ours, she's for us," Geto added.

As Yuki turned around, he looked at the two men sitting on the chairs, and almost jumped with the urge to Scream.

He froze in place and turned towards the door, and when he looked at it, there were only two sitting eyes.

"Wha–? What's wrong with me...? I think I'm going crazy... They're just cats..."

When he saw you leaving with a folded piece of paper and sitting on the couch, he quickly hid the flat box.

"I have it here. I think this job will only take a few minutes. Just set it up." You said. You looked at him and noticed his nervousness.

"I'll go to the restroom for a while..." he muttered as he walked backwards down the hall until he disappeared through the door.

He sighed as he entered, closing the door.

But he got scared when he saw the two men again in front of him. Dark hair and light hair.

"We already told you something, so I guess it's time to let it go, right? Now." The long haired man said, looking at him with daggers in his eyes.

Yuki nearly fainted as he quickly opened the door to see the two cats again.

But thinking he was crazy, he ran out of the bathroom, put on his jacket and shoes, and suddenly ran out without a word to see what was wrong with him.

"What's going on?" You muttered to yourself as you watched the two animals walk happily towards you.

Sitting down next to you, they turned into humans and laid their hands on you.

"What happened? Did you do something?" you asked.

"We didn't do anything without a reason." Satoru spoke up.

"What do you mean?"

"He was going to confess his love to you. He let go of the chocolates. Before, he was standing in the middle of the living room thinking about what he was going to say to you."

"What did you do?"

"We told him the truth... Well, maybe he'll be hallucinating for a while and think he's crazy, but it's better than him professing his love to you in front of us."

"Suguru, this time you're right... I'd rather you get rid of someone like that than me having to break his heart."

"Aww~ that's cute, baby~."

"Satoru, you are my kitties. And you two are what I need most in life."

[butch-reidentified]

thank you for your reply!! i hope it's okay to send you an ask instead so i don't impose on that other post any further haha. but you know what, i never even saw it that way "they're also using it to try to make black women (and ESP black teen girls, who are uniquely vulnerable and socially isolated) feel explicitly invited in." because this is so true, i observed it. there are a lot of younger black girls who get caught up in the online-discussions about "attraction" as it relates to black women and it's brutal. the attacks come from all sides, within the community from black men and women alike, from racist white people, from other women (regardless of ethnicity) so i get that instead of realizing this is racism and ignoring or defining their own black womanhood instead of letting it be defined for them, they understandably look to distance themselves from it entirely. it's traumatizing. and then you have the idea of non-binary with a community of people already there just waiting for you and go for it. you absolutely have a point.

for me personally i think i just realized the amount of misogynist stuff i have to swallow and accept to identify as nb + the idea that i'm supposed to internalize the racist actions of others as some kind of personal flaw didn't sit well with me. it also plays into this idea that many women are groomed into, that if there is something wrong, it's internal and YOU have to fix yourself. not the outside world might need to change to accommodate you as a woman, you have to cease being a woman since you don't fit some misogynistic racist patriarchal ideal. i know there were black women who claimed that people didn't "read them as women" because they never held doors open for them or helped them with their luggage and thus they concluded they were not women. and i just couldn't accept that, why give up control and agency like that? (not to mention people do these things for me and i'm dark brown and live in lily-white europe, like? it says nothing about you as a woman at all.)

and about your addition on tifs and blocklists, you know it's funny. tumblr is full of altright and super racist blogs, there is a corner of tumblr like that. i have never once seen people on this side of tumblr (political or just random blogs) make blocklists for those blogs. because it's not needed because anyone who finds that content knows to block it or just stay away. it's universally bad and easily identifiable. for radfem and rad leaning (etc...) blogs however, this doesn't apply. the posts are simply about womanhood and female reality and it rings true for many if they take their time to read them. and effectiveness lies in their truth, so they need to be blocked.

ngl this made me cry

of course it's okay to send me an ask! or dm, or anything! please please know you aren't imposing if you were to add this to the post - and the "haha" honestly stung because it just (and I already know I'm not gonna be able to put this into words the way I'd like to rn), it's female socialization, yk? and I won't begin to try to imagine what that's like when you factor in antiblackness and specifically misogynoir, but I make it a point to call this out because SO many asks I get start with an apology for existing, for reaching out to me. and it hurts, it enrages me that this world has taught its women & girls to do this, to feel this way. I LOVE getting asks and messages from you gyns, truly. it's my favorite. what you wrote here is so meaningful and raw and important, and I honestly think every word of it belongs on that post. you have a right, every right, and you deserve, to speak and be heard. truly heard. you have every right to reach out and make connections and build sisterhood. please do.

I would love for you to add this to the post, and I'd be honored to reblog it and boost YOUR voice fr. I'm honored you wanted to talk to me about this ❤️

btw, your url is just flawless

[theintrovertbean]

Hello there! I've never done a request in my life so this is a first

Your writing is great and I've decided trust you with a quest most frivolous, quill-master 🫡

Could you do a "Nadia with a female reader who is very - and I mean very - extraverted, bold, outspoken (but not in a dumb way 💀), kind of comedy master who just can't be intimidated even by the gods themselves?" LMAO I think I'm kinda bad at this but you feel what I'm trying to say right? You know like that one player in D&D who has maxed out charisma 🤓

And perhaps, if you feel like it, how that would work out in their bedroom dynamics?

ANYWAYS, thanks for being one of the last people on this app who make outstanding Nadia content AND THANKS FOR THE ATTENTION TOO OKAY BYE

This is kinda long I'm so sorry 💀

Hello Beatriz 👀 If I may call you that.

It always warms my heart when someone trusts me with their first request, so thank you, I hope I did alright ����❤

This ended up being longer than I expected. Like, idk how? I wrote a sentence and panicked for like two hours because I had no idea what else to write, and then boom, it was there? I guess that means it's a very good ask 😎

I included a bit of spice, btw. Enjoy!

Ohh and I don't mind the long ask. On the contrary 👀

Nadia x Extroverted Fem!Reader

It is no secret that the Countess is quite an introverted woman, so your extroverted nature was a bit foreign to her at first. She felt insecure because what if you think she's not fun enough? Of course, no one would ever think that, but it took a few hugs and kisses to make Nadia feel alright again.

You tend to be bolder when it comes to flirting, which makes Nadia react in the cutest way possible. First, she stares at you for a second, gears turning in her head, but no words come out for a moment, and then she replies with something even bolder. What happens after that? You two keep flirting until one of you dies from blushing too hard.

Late-night talks with you two are to die for. Nadia is normally more reserved, but once you retire to her bedroom and start talking about anything and everything? That's like the best thing ever. And Nadia also loves listening to you talk. She admires you with so much love in her eyes whenever you open your mouth.

And the jokes. Oh my gayness, the jokes! Somehow, you find a way to make Nadia laugh all the time. You find out very early that the Countess snorts.

Imagine a meeting in the palace. The Court being the Court, they bring up an issue that makes no sense, and they have a whole argument about it. Nadia sits there, mentally facepalming herself, when you lean close and whisper something into her ear. The Countess ends up running out of the meeting room because of how hard she is laughing. That happens at least once a week.

You have never had any issues with socializing, so you have a lot of friends (or at least more than Nadia does). Nadia, however, spent most of her life alone, and when you introduced her to your friends, she felt very excited but also nervous. When everyone went home, Nadia almost cried in happiness because of how much fun she had with your friend group.

Every single time someone new shows up at the palace to meet the Countess, you yeet yourself to them because you just can't wait to meet them no matter who they are. By the time the person gets to meet Nadia, you have become besties with them, and they also invite you to the next family gathering to meet their sixty-nine relatives. Needless to say, Nadia is impressed.

Nadia admires that you can get along with anyone. And also that you fear no one, but it scares Nadi a bit sometimes.

She loves that you're not intimidated by her, tho. Most people are, so it's very refreshing for her.

There are a few cases when you are being a little too bold. For example, with a person who vastly outranks you and isn't very interested in a friendly chat. Nadia stands behind you, and puts her hands on your shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Y/N, my darling, how about you let me handle this one?" And everything about Nadia is just so comforting that you are immediately like, "Yes, my love, anything you want."

You might get in trouble sometimes, but Nadia always saves your ass.

Speaking of your ass. You're getting spanked as punishment whenever you're being too bold. You might be doing it on purpose, and I can't blame you.

You are flirting with each other all the damn time, which leads to either one of these outcomes: 1. You have quickies whenever and wherever you can, even if it means hiding somewhere in public. As long as Nadia doesn't make you moan too loud, it's all good. 2. You tease each other all day, and then as soon as you retire to Nadia's bedroom, your clothes are suddenly gone, and you two have passionate sex until you're both completely exhausted.

Nadia is a dom, and even an extroverted partner can't change that. However, your boldness is appreciated. Whisper something lewd into Nadia's ear, and you're going to find yourself tied to her bed in no time. The way you frustrate her with your words and inappropriate touching drives her wild.

And fuck. The dirty talk. It's unholy, it's hot as fuck, and you're both loving it. You make her even more vocal than she already is.

Nadia honestly finds it adorable if you're a very submissive person despite how bold you tend to be. She teases you about it, and it makes you squirm and whimper whenever she mentions it during sex.

[psychelis-new]

pick a pile: "How to make it better"

take a breathe and choose the photo/number that calls you the most to read about possible ways to make or look at your situation from a different perspective or maybe change it completely for the best. it may involve shadow work guidance or other stuff you need to focus on (!!triggers can be there!!): I'm still not very aware of the messages that need to come through but this is what I feel I need to channel for you now. Thanks @cancerchronicels for suggesting and then inviting me to post this reading and the previous one.

btw you don't have to necessarily check for the same pile you got in the "Dark shadow" pac, follow your intuition.

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. Also, you're in charge of your life.

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You may be occasionally self sabotage. Letting your mind go places. Overthinking. Feeling scared, anxiety taking over. Being confused. Try to calm down, doing some meditation or breathing techniques. Spend time in nature, under the sun. Enjoy the warmth of its rays. Maybe get a plant and grow it (from seeds even, despite right now may not be the right moment). I think you need to take care of yourself, bobdy and mind. Talk about your fears and worries, not let them poison you inside. Don't isolate: this is sometimes dangerous, cause it can make you lose touch with reality and enhance the feeling of being alone, having to deal with things and dark thoughts alone. Which is not the case. So even having to take care of a plant or maybe a pet, could help you making you feel more in touch with the present, reminding you about the importance of the now compared to the future worries. And even slightly calm your mind and stress down. Get in touch with your friends, with other people. Engage in discussions and be open to talk about your fears too, maybe in support groups or to a professional. Read, learn more about ways to ground yourself and, if you feel to, read more about psychology and mental stress and anxiety and how they work inside our mind. Maybe even childhood trauma or c/ptsd. The feeling of unsafeness, in particular (which is generally related with childhood, the moment in which we should learn how to feel safe and protected). Remember you can act on your fears, you can learn how to deal with them without having them scaring you and worrying you that much. It's hard to live happily and nicely when such toughts keep popping up and destroying our securities. As you know feelings come and go, they don't have to govern us not even for a second. You are in charge of your mind and thoughts, even in the hardest moments. You're brave, we all know: you made it until here, until now. You can do this too. Try. And rememebr to act with love toward yourself: you only deserve love and nothing else. No matter what you've been taught in the past.

songs: american life | madonna; out of your mind | dane bowers ft. true steppers

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Everyday remember to find some time or do something only for yourself. You deserve to unwind. Do anything creative, exercise, cook or bake, read a book, watch a movie... anything that you like to do and that makes you feel good and relaxed. Apply body lotions, take a warm bath... just focus on you. Doing this will remind you of your self worth and it will act as a countdown (if this makes any sense) to getting your goals and dreams, maybe even in a faster way. Lock outside the noises, the people who judge easily, the annoyances, the stress, and just be with you. Especially learning such a habit, of taking time for yourself, will help you remind you about how you're deserving of all the things you wish to get. You know, probably some of you may just not really know what to wish for or what to do, cause you may feel not deserving or that you're asking for impossible stuff. Words are difficult to come out (and I can't even speak/write properly). My mind is going randomly blank. Remember that is not up to you to decide what you deserve or not. You can try for whatever you feel called to, especially if you have a kind heart and good intentions, the Universe will very likely love to give you all you wish for (in particular if it's something that is good for you and your life path). Don't let your ego come in between: it is often biased by our past, by the environment we've grown up in, by the people that surround us: never feel like you're not deserving or any less of someone else or whatever it is that you're thinking and that is making your self esteem being almost non-existant. You can do and get anything, you need to prove (yourself especially) that you're worthy and that you can afford that. And trust me, you can. You attract what you wish for, so remember to show kindness to your self, to your emotions, and just be brave and end this mental pain you're self-inflicting yourself. Just try, please. You'll be surprised. Start taking care of you, giving to yourself more than to others, and see the change inside: it'll show outside too. Don't rush things, take your time. And really, grow this habit of taking care of you daily. This will make you attract even more love in your life. And I feel this is something you not just need but are also deeply searching for in your life. So yeah, change the way you act with yourself, and other things will change too. Be compassionate (bonus song: scars | papa roach). Remember to look at the root of the problem btw; at the whys you're feeling so undeserving, so to stop it (and I don't mean ending up in the wrong relationships: we unknowingly attract them cause of the way we see ourselves and the way we were parented/what we learnt in our childhood. Looking at the cause of this, will help you see the whole picture and find an healthy balance and healthy relationship).

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It stings, right? Or there's something that triggers you and annoys you. It's not like pile 4 though. It is more related to the future? Pile 3 your energy is difficult to channel. You are also calm tbh, relaxed... it's like you're taking a break before starting something new, maybe a new healing path. It's like you know what is going on, but you also know you need to stop and enjoy what you've done until now. All the shadow work you've done until today. Which is great! I mean, you already know how to make it better, what am I even here for? :) You know you can enjoy, that now is the time to enjoy and just trust the process. You know that you can take a breath, recover, and then start again. Okay you may still worry at times (that's what stings). You know what you should do but you probably cannot always stick to the plan: you fear your wishes will go further if you do stop. That your dreams will not materialize or completely get blocked if you pause and enjoy for a moment. I think I'm here to remind you that your fears aren't the reality of things. That you are blocking your dreams exactly with this type of thoughts and fears, and not when you stop or enjoy and trust the process. Deep down you're aware of this, but still you cannot avoid ending up in this cycle. Maybe cause you see no actual sign or feedback in your 3d and after a while the worries you're doing something wrong may take over again. Don't. It's a trap. From your mind, your ego, and honestly, I feel it's a test from the Universe too. Trust it, no matter if you don't see actual signs. Trust that what you want and deserve is coming, but in divine timing, and when you'll be ready to really heal your trust and self confidence issues. Give it a try, please. Try for once to do the opposite, to not fall into this overthinking pattern. Give yourself and the Universe the chance to heal properly. We're here for ourselves, to enjoy, not to keep worrying and working and stressing over results and the time that passes. Our souls have a different conception of life and time compared to the one we are growing and living in. And honestly, society is making it hard to live these days. So it would be probably just good for our health, both physical and mental, if we stopped and enjoyed what we really like and feel called to do/experience. And I think that is the message for you. Stop the worry, start living for real. Let go. Even if it's hard. You know you can control your worries, even if at times it is hard. You can do it. The Universe is with you. And remember, you have time. And if you stop from worrying, you'll notice that too. And plan it the way you want to. Give yourself a break. For real.

songs: give me love | ed sheeran; breathe | backstreet boys

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pile 4

(this pile may be related to the other reading's pile 4 as well, but not necessarily. the energy feels similar)

Pile 4, I wouldn't wanna be blunt but... I honestly thought that the piles for these readings should have been just 3 but then, Idk, I guess you need to hear something else too. And probably even faster than the others as I'm typing your pile first (which is so very unusual for me). What's up with you? I do believe there is something that scares you, or annoys you, even if it's a small thing (not for everyone ofc and probably not from your point of view, and that's normal and okay: when we spiral, even the smallest thing can take up the bigger room). You need some support and direction now (my shivers don't lie). Okay, let's see. This "bad" thing in your life, this trigger, is always there. You may pretend you don't see it, and you can forget about it even, but it's always there. The moment you let go a little, it comes out again and it's ready to bug you and bring you down again. So you don't really wanna let go much anymore. You know, that's how triggers work. It's so very annoying and painful, but it's their way to tell you "hey, this thing is important for you and your life, and therefore you need to pay attention to it and understand why" (I think some of you feel like this is a little thing cause "others have it worse" or because you've been told so. Trust me, even if it's a small thing but it bugs you that deeply, it means it is important and it is not so small to you -and hey, you're here for you not for others-. You don't have to compare your life experience to the one of anyone else. You have your pain/trauma/issues to deal with, others have theirs. It's not a competition). Embrace that little "bad" thing/thought. Accept it is part of you and nurture it. Try to understand why it bugs you that much, when or from where it was born. And welcome it inside of you. Only by doing this you'll be able to go on and not be bugged/hurt or spiral so down low again. It's not an easy or fast process, remember. It may take you a while, and many different tries, even "failures" (but it's fine: if you don't try you will never know what works for you; this is a new thing, you cannot always know how everything will go beforehand, before actually trying it: you need to make a real experience of it). You can ask for help though, you don't have to do it all alone. Sometimes it's the thing we consider the easiest that ends up being the hardest we have to deal with, cause we may underestimate it, because "we have been through worse" (but we forget that "worse" was also different), or because we don't give that thing enough attention, cause it's smaller compared to others (again, it's also different) and "there are more important stuff" or "I'll deal with it later" (don't give it time to rot inside. I mean take breaks ofc, focus also on your life and the happy stuff -these help the healing-, but don't let it grow inside as you're neglecting it). There are many nice things around you, and many more in store. Don't give up, don't let this take over you. Find your way to be completely happy again. Change this, it's in your power to do this work.

songs: discoloration | dawn golden; plasticine | placebo

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

hi wifi! sorry if im disturbing you at the moment , but may i req hurt/comfort w mothman? the reader jst feels really left out most of the time and their beloved mothman comes and cuddle them the whole day or smt that cheers them up ?? sorry if this doesnt make sense 😭, not forcing btw! ALSO can i be 💌anon? JHKJS OKOK HAVE A NICE DAY!!

my dear, you're not disturbing me at all!!! i think this is something we all have dealt with at one point or another, so i am happy to provide <333

~ * ~ Never Alone

Synopsis: Being continuously excluded from your circle of friends hurts, and Childe is determined to help you feel better.

Foul Legacy Childe x Reader Pronouns: Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Comfort Warnings: Crying, mentions of loneliness and feeling empty, worries about not being good enough

~ * ~ Another day, another sunrise, spent silently in solace. Your fingers wind into your covers, clenching them tightly for a brief moment, before sighing and letting them slip from your grasp. Just this morning you’d discovered that your lovely friends had arranged time to spend together, to talk and get lunch, and had woefully forgotten to invite you to the outing. Again. They always seemed to forget about you- ever since you’d gotten a job, it was excuse after excuse about how you’re always busy, always working so of course they’d assume you had no time. More often than not it was true, so you’d forgive them, guilt sitting heavily in your stomach, and tell them to ask you next time, even if you were busy. They never did, even though they promised. They never stopped by, even though they said they would, smiles plastered on their faces. They never even asked, only admitting after you confronted them. Perhaps they all would’ve kept it secret forever if you hadn’t noticed, and the thought makes you blink back tears that’ve been threatening to fall for hours. No. You refuse to cry. Crying won’t make your friends include you more, in anything, and you so despise self-pity; so you won’t cry, you won’t, even if it leaves you feeling tense and empty and aching all at once. Your eyes close as you exhale, trying to take some calming breaths, because feeling hollow is better than feeling crushingly sad- anything is better than the weighted sorrow that emerges whenever you’re left alone with your thoughts- but it’s a slow process, and despite your best efforts you have to bite your tongue to keep from grinding your teeth together. There’s a few firm knocks on the door, and when you don’t answer the knocks turn to light scratches, the sound of determined pawing reverberating through the otherwise silent room. Still you don’t answer, too tired to rise from your bed, and the scratching eventually fades before you hear what sounds like a resolved huff. The door, closed but unlocked, creaks open, and Childe slips through while shutting it behind him. Your beloved moth monster roommate chirps and flutters his wings, making his way over to you and being mindful not to bump any of the trinkets displayed around your room. He’s always so careful about these things, about not breaking anything, and the sheer consideration brings a lump to your throat again. Childe kneels beside your bed, resting his head on your legs with a sweet purr and tilting his head towards you, an earnest shine in his eye. You reach out and settle your hand in his soft ginger hair, and his purrs increase in volume and strength until you can feel him shivering in bliss under your palm. Your hand moves down from his head to his face, then to his neck where his purrs are strongest, your fingers buzzing pleasantly from the sound. Childe cranes his head upwards, a sign that he wants you to scratch under his chin, and when you proceed his eye slips shut and he leans into your touch, melting at your gentle strokes His blissed-out purrs and croons make you smile, even just a little bit, and when Childe opens his eye again he looks oddly satisfied and pleased to see your grin. Your hand stops as realization dawns on you, and Childe nudges into your palm and rumbles contentedly. He was planning this. He wants you to feel better, wants you to smile because he cares about you, he loves you; because you’re his as much as he’s yours and seeing you smile makes him smile, too. The very thought fills your eyes with unshed tears, and Childe leans forward to press his forehead against yours, the steady hum of his purrs running through you. The purrs draw out your tears, the shining droplets elated to finally be free as they create damp, silent tracks down your cheeks. You lean your weight, the weight of yourself and the burdens you carry, onto Childe’s shoulder, and he catches you, arms clasped behind your back and claws tapping their way up your spine. With your face buried in his lilac fluff, he carries you from your room to the kitchen, where sunlight plays on the hardwood floor. You let out a whine when he sets you down, reaching for him, but Childe nudges his face against your cheek with a reassuring coo before trundling off to rummage through the cabinet. Before long there’s a plate of your favorite snacks and fruits on the table, and he pushes it towards you with a nod- it’s for you, after all! Slowly you munch on the food, savoring the flavors as Childe kneels beside you on a cushion, more preferable than a chair. Every so often you turn and offer him a piece or slice and he happily accepts it, but for the most part he simply watches you, head leaning against your shoulder and claws slowly stroking your hair. When you finish he purrs again, pleased, and suddenly your plate is in the sink and you’re back in Childe’s arms, his talons under your knees and back. He walks across the house, and you allow him, resolving yourself to go wherever he takes you, as his gentle affections fill the empty hole in you with warmth. Childe pushes the door to his room- his really only in concept, because he rarely uses it at night, preferring to sleep in your bed- open, stepping lightly between the multiple blankets and pillows scattered on the floor before placing you down in the primary pile and flopping down beside you. He trills in delight as he burrows under the covers, adjusting the nest-like structure and reemerging with several blankets in tow, tucking them around you and plopping his head down onto your lap. With a crooked smile your hands soon find their way into his hair, scratching and massaging around the base of his horns. When you scritch a certain spot behind them, Childe chirps and pushes his head against your palms, urging you to continue. But soon your pets slow, your hand eventually dropping to your side, and Childe whines in concern. You sigh, melancholy filling your chest again, and you clench your fists as it makes its way to your brain and fills your head with what ifs. What if you never become good enough? What if people continue to forget about you? What if one day, Childe finds you boring, and he leaves you behind too? A gentle brush against your cheek brings you back to reality, and Childe takes your chin between his fingers so he can tilt your head up to look at him. Soft concern and worry, sweet as honey and deep as the sea, fills his azure gaze as he traces your features with the tip of a claw, like you do so often for him. His touch slips from your face to your trembling hands, which he takes in his own, larger ones and brings to his face, talons wrapped around your wrists reassuringly. Without spoken words, he conveys his love for you, his dear one, the person who saved him in his darkest hour, by nuzzling into your palms and letting out a deep, soothing rumble, and you feel a rush of affection for your wonderful roommate that chases away the dark clouds hovering around your mind. Almost as if to solidify his point, Childe gives you a mischievous lick on the cheek, and you let out a surprised laugh and fall into his chest. You hug him as best you can with a squeeze, a true, broad smile lighting up your face as the sun shines brighter and the sea gleams clear and free. A chitter of laughter rises from Childe, sweeping you into his arms and tumbling over backwards into the blankets, happiness dashing all the worry and fretting he’d been doing secretly, when you weren’t looking. That day and night and the ones after that are spent in delight and joy, the both of you reveling in each other’s company and the singular knowledge that fills you with hopeful glee, something so simple yet so precious to both an insignificant human and a Harbinger touched by the Abyss. With Childe by your side, you’ll never be alone.

[virgo-dream]

More of the LGBTQ+ club au? When dream goes the next day and the students work to get them to confess and start being a couple?

@aquilathefighter, @btw-it-also-travels-in-time, @acanthoscurria

hi!!! 1st of all, I'm sorry for taking so long to finish this! When I thought my computer was broken for good it really drained me of any will to write, then New Years happened and I was drained of any energy at all. I'm getting back to all my fics slowly though, and this is the first one i've finished, so here you go!! part two :)

read part one here! you can also read the whole fic on ao3 ✨

One of Their Own (pt. 2)

Dream stood outside the New Inn, hands tucked safely inside the pockets of his coat jacket. He watched as groups of young adults arrived, greeting each other cheerfully. The hair colours and outfits reminded him of his sister, Delirium, but they all seemed to be more in line with her previous self; delighted to be there, happy to meet their friends. A flag danced in the light summer breeze on a pole next to the window, the stripes of colours brightening up the already lively scene. A rainbow, Hob had told him the day before, was the most recognizable symbol of the queer community. It now was accompanied by stripes of light pink and blue, white, black and brown. Dream enjoyed good symbolism, and he could feel the meaning of those colours to all who were present from their daydreams alone. 

He, however, still felt like an outsider. Like he wasn't really meant to be there, save for Hob's generous invite. Dream was not defined by the same standards humanity aligned itself with; in fact, he wasn't defined by anything at all. He was not an individual, but the safe arms in which those dreamers rested every night, the common thread in their hopes, in their restful slumber. It would be silly to think that he'd need to identify as one thing or another, really. He was there for Hob. Because Hob invited him. Because he wanted to know more about the everyday life of his dearest friend. Because he wanted to hear him talk, see him inspire others with his tales, wanted to hear the sound of his voice, the gentle way in which he made people feel welcome, cared for, loved, he wanted–

Dream thought it best to wait it out, at least until most people had already arrived, until he had an idea of just how many young, hopeful minds would be in the vicinity. After escaping the Burgess Manor, Dream was faced with a considerable raise in the amount of dreamers under his care. He would not admit it to anyone but himself, but at times, it became too much even for him to bear. The idea of willingly walking into a space with so many people was daunting, to say the least.  So he waited, watched as the New Inn became packed with dreamers, feeling his palms dampen inside the pockets of his coat.

Taking the first step towards the door was difficult. Pushing it open was even harder. Dream stepped in, careful not to bump into anyone or to even get too close. The sound of the little bell that was supposed to announce his arrival had no effect, as it was overtaken by the sound of chatter inside the Inn. It was better that way, Dream thought. Not having Hob rush to greet him. That way he could take a moment to adjust to his surroundings, maybe even blend in, become invisible. In hindsight, his usual choice of attire did anything but blend in there. He was a dark little cloud in a sky full of bright colours, like a multi-coloured sunset on a tropical beach. And of course, every sunset had its monarch, shining brightly, commanding the attention. That, of course, was Hob.

"Hello there, kids! Glad to see most of you could make it!" The cheerful, gentle register of Hob's voice filled the room, filtered by the small but potent speaker he'd rented just for the occasion. Dream could hear his voice clearly, and it helped him tune out everything else that wasn't his beloved friend. "This is the first of hopefully many meetings of our beloved Queer Clubs here at my beloved New Inn. I want you all to know this is a safe space for you all no matter what part of the gender and sexuality spectrums you fall on. The only things I won't accept here are discrimination of any kind, and anyone that thinks Lawrence Cheney shouldn't have won season 2 of Drag Race UK. Are we clear on that one?"

Laughter filled the room, and Dream couldn't help but allow his lips a small smile. Hob truly was a marvel. How anyone could shine so brightly was beyond even the dream lord's knowledge, but he was glad to be able to bask in that glow from time to time. He wished he could do it more often.

Hob was saying other things, Dream thought. Instructions on seating arrangements, subjects to be discussed, discounts on food and drinks. All Dream could do was watch as Hob did more than just make everyone feel welcome, but inspired them with hope and joy, a gentle breeze of acceptance, the embrace of a parent, the empathy of an equal. There was much to work with here, much to inspire new dreams. Dreams of comfort and love, of community and pride. 

"Dream? You in there, love?" 

Hob's voice broke the spell he himself had cast over Dream, who could now see his friend's palm waving in front of his eyes. He'd become lost in thought, it seemed. Dream's nose scrunched up at the interruption, looking at Hob with his usual look of curiosity. There was still much he needed to catch up on when it came to non verbal communication. "Aye. I'm here. Have I not fully manifested my presence?" 

Hob chuckled, and his eyes wrinkled at the corners. "Oh, yes. Physically, at least." Dream's brows furrowed in worry, and he was glad Hob was quick enough to notice when something had gone over his head. "Just a joke– hey, I'm glad you could make it. The kids will love meeting you."

"Meeting me? There are far too many people here for you to make introductions. Besides, I know them all, and they all know me. They just do not remember it during waking hours." 

This felt like a plausible enough explanation to keep Hob from actually introducing him to everyone in attendance. But Hob was far too optimistic to be dissuaded so easily. "I'm not talking about introducing them to Morpheus. I'd like them to meet my friend, Dream."

"I do not see the difference." He shouldn't say why he couldn't bear the idea of being introduced to so many people. Shouldn't burden Hob with his problems, that wouldn't exist had he just not been captured in the first place. Dream had been good at hiding his discomfort so far, and he'd continue to do so.

…well, maybe he was not so good at it. Not when Hob's eyes so clearly conveyed the worry that had just settled in his heart. It was difficult to deny Hob the truth when his warm, calloused hands took Dream's into his own so carefully, squeezing gently, as if saying you can trust me. I've got you. "It's okay if you'd rather not. I know it can be overwhelming sometimes."

"...thank you." Dream replied with a murmur. Hob gifted him with a smile. It seemed a lot could be said with just the eyes.

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Even if Dream didn't intend on actually joining in on the conversations being held, he was glad to follow Hob along and listen to the discussions. It was amazing seeing just how bright the kids really were: they spoke of justice and equality, of inclusivity, of respect and love, of family and religion and sex and responsibility. It was a wider range of topics than he'd expected, an awareness of self he didn't think humans would ever possess, and now, he was glad to be proven wrong. He listened to their shared experiences, to the kindness in their eyes as they lifted each other up, the melody of their laughter and the bravery in their voices as they spoke of injustices they'd lived. It was fascinating, really.

What Dream was truly surprised to find was that people had, after all, an understanding of self that went beyond just physical. Hob brought him closer to a group of kids who were in a long discussion on gender identity. Some of them felt comfortable with the gender they'd been "assigned with at birth", others did not feel any affinity for it. Some of them had changed their bodies to fit with how they felt on the inside, and Dream couldn't help but feel enormous empathy for them, for the way they had to fight to exist in a body that didn't feel like a trap. It was something Dream always took for granted, until he himself felt the horror of having no agency over himself. The pain they went through to guarantee they'd have the right to live authentically. Dream's body had never been limited to an exclusive physical manifestation; he was as he felt like. Fluid, as one of the bright colour haired people had pointed out while explaining their own experience. They reminded Dream of his own sibling, Desire. Someone else brought up how they didn't particularly feel like they had a gender, and that the language surrounding it didn't particularly bother them. Agender, the girl said proudly. Dream wondered if there was any right or wrong way to declare oneself fluid or agender. Then he realised the tightness in his chest when the thought occurred to him.

"Are you alright?" Once again, Hob's voice brought him back to the Waking. Dream could now feel Hob's hand on his own again, but he wasn't sure what exactly had warranted it. 

"Your hands were shaking."

Once again, Dream's physical form betrayed him. It was also clear how the conversation surrounding them had gone quiet, and more eyes than he would have liked had landed on their linked hands. He didn't like being watched. Like that.

"Oh, Mr. G, is this your boyfriend?" one of them asked, teasingly. "Would have never guessed you had a thing for goths!"

"Marissa, stop!" someone else said, poking the girl on the shoulder apprehensively. The next thing they said was soft as a whisper.  "They are clearly not feeling well."

They. 

Dream had never considered himself as they. But this person, whoever they were, preferred "not to assume" his gender. And the empathy displayed for his discomfort was something he wasn't expecting either. Hob seemed to be about to say something, but Dream was quicker.

"There is no need to worry for my well-being, but I thank you for your kindness." Dream allowed himself to smile once again. These children were going places, he knew it. "You may address me as he, if necessary. I would not oppose her or them either." It felt liberating to say it, and Dream didn't really know why. He did know, however, that he suddenly felt brave. "I am not Professor Gadlen's boyfriend, but I am honoured to call him my dearest, most cherished friend."

Dream looked at Hob, who seemed to be awestruck by his words. It was amusing to see him like that, and it lit something else inside him. This meeting was making Dream experience a range of feelings he'd forgotten about. He showed Hob a smile, and Hob smiled back at him, warm and gentle as ever. Their hands were still linked together. Dream had no intention of letting go. "Ah, yes. This little prick here is indeed my dearest, oldest friend. I did want them to meet you guys. I'm glad I was right about it."

When Hob said it, it made Dream's heart sing. 

"...so you're fuckbuddies?"

"Marissa!"

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After a few hours and many, many rounds of different conversations, Hob gathered the group once again, thanking them for coming and congratulating everyone on the success of their first meeting. Dream couldn't help but notice how Hob seemed unable to stop smiling. He could feel the pride and relief radiating off of his tanned skin and kind eyes. Dream wished he could have it all directed at himself, that gentleness. 

Hob's boyfriend. Now that would be something.

Dream sat on the booth table behind the bar where he and Hob usually held their meetings and waited for everyone to leave. He wanted some time alone with Hob, even if just to hear what his beloved friend had to say about what he thought of the meeting, just to hear Hob's voice, the only music suited for Dream's ears. 

He also had so many new feelings inside himself to explore. Those he could tend to later.

"Hey there, handsome stranger." Hob said as he sat across from Dream on the table, taking Dream's hand in his as if it was just the way they always did things. Maybe it could be. It wouldn't hurt (too much) to hope, would it?  "Come here often?"

"Only when I'm in search of an epiphany." Dream couldn't bother to hide the fondness in his own voice, nor the relief he felt to have Hob's hand cradling his own again. "I am impressed, Professor Gadlen. You have gathered a group of exceptionally bright minds. It gives me hope for a better future for humanity."

"Wow Dream, that is… that is really high praise, especially coming from you." Hob seemed flushed, and Dream wondered what else he could do to cause that reaction, to see Hob shy and pretty like that again and again. "I learned a long time ago that I have to build the future I want to live in. But in all honesty… I'm more interested in the present right now."

"Oh, is that so?" Hob's optimism was infectious, it seemed. Dream too could only focus on the present moment. "I am glad to be able to share it with you."

There was a short silence shared between them after that. It was as if neither of them were ready to say whatever it was they clearly needed. Dream tried to take comfort in the feeling of Hob's hand in his, rubbing the back of Hob's hand with his thumb. 

His mistake was looking up to meet Hob's eyes. 

"There is much I have learned today." Dream decided he'd be the one to break the silence. He'd be the one to take the leap, because he knew Hob had made sure he'd make a safe landing. He knew that no matter what happened, no matter how much he could get hurt, he was safe. He could trust Hob with his heart, even if there was a chance that he would break it. "I often make the mistake of thinking there is nothing more to my existence than what I have already discovered. I contain all conscious minds throughout the universe, their lives, hopes and dreams. Yet, I forget that the tales of others cannot substitute one's own experience, only enlighten it."

Hob listened to Dream's words attentively. He looked anxious, but would not interrupt. Dream knew he wouldn't. He knew how much Hob cherished the moments where Dream felt ready to share something new. "Today, you have once more shown me there is much I have to learn. For that, I am grateful, Hob Gadling."

How could Dream not fall in love with someone that treated him like he was the moon? How could the moon not love the sun? 

"I'm grateful for you too, you know. The kids loved you. I'm sure I'll be getting asked about you for the rest of the semester. Maybe even longer." Hob's eyes were so fond it made Dream want to cry. 

"And how would you like to answer their inquiries?"

"What do you mean?"

"Would you like to tell them of your dearest, oldest friend…" Dream leaned in, bringing Hob's hand to his own cheek. He pressed a soft kiss to Hob's palm, and watched as Hob's eyes followed his every move. There was no turning back from this. "...or would you prefer to tell them about your lover, Hob?"

For a moment, time stopped. Their eyes met, and before Dream could get anxious or regret his words, Hob was already standing and leaning over the table, locking their lips together. 

Dream thought he'd heard the sound of people cheering outside one of the windows of the New Inn. Hob would certainly be getting many questions from his students come next monday.

[jounosparticles]

Hello o/ i just finished midterm im finally free orz.How are you doing?

I want to asked what do you think about Fukuchi?like his relationship or morality anything in general.Hes such an interesting character i wish ppl talk about him more.

hello! i’m pretty good! finished a read through bsd beast today (fantastic novel btw) and will work on some writing tonight i think!

i hope your midterm went well!! feel free to tell me about it if you’d like :) i’m interested

and ty for asking about fukuchi! i have lots to say about him.

fukuchi - my opinion

first off i will preface this by saying i USED to be a fukuchi hater. he used to really piss me off but looking back it was 100% biased towards the characters he hurt and i didn’t think too much of his motives. i actually really like him now and believe he’s very underrated.

for starters, i LOVE his design. the face scars especially really tie everything together. i also like his silly moustache hehe

his role as a hunting dog was really great and i hope we see more of that—some sort of pre-DoA scenes where we see the hunting dogs work together so i can look into their dynamics more. it seems that he genuinely was a good leader and cared for his squad. he was fun and lighthearted and seemed to be kind to his subordinates.

i really hope we get some sort of scenes where we see him interacting with the other members of the DoA, flashback scenes or something. we only really seen him interact with bram. i feel he would have gotten along well with sigma, since neither of them are bad people. in contrast i want to see him interact with fyodor and nikolai for the very opposite purpose.

i somewhat sympathized with fukuchi when he was fighting atsushi and akutagawa, his view on war clearly messed him up a ton and he just appeared to have a bad approach to solving what was right. i regret to admit i think i let a lot of the general perception of fukuchi hinder my opinion on him here. i understood his motives to a degree but couldn’t like him for that (which has since changed).

i wholeheartedly believe fukuchi is a good person. he is severely traumatized from all the war he had to deal with, which altered his perception on a good approach to solving things.

assuming he is around 45 years old, he would have received the warning of the war at the age of 9. imagine being a small child and realizing you have to save millions from dying? yet throughout it all he kept a great composure and was kind to others. the scenes where he was with fukuzawa as a child showed he was a good kid despite the huge task he would need to complete. this displays immense courage.

now more onto the DoA era.

notice how he turned everyone into vampires instead of just killing them? partially this was likely to build an army, however i assume part of it was to keep people from dying. he doesn’t want any more bloodshed and did what was necessary. he never told anyone about this though, there’s a good chance bram would have been more willing to help had he been open about the plan. maybe?

the way he treated bram wasn’t great though. it would have been cool to see him talk to bram about it and they work together. of course bram didn’t really seem to care too much about humanity before meeting aya, so he may have not agreed.

fukuchi was also incredibly smart for trusting fukuzawa to do what was right. it really shows their bond and how they knew each other. i’d love to look into their dynamics more, especially the scene where fukuchi tries to convince fukuzawa to go to war since there was a ton of symbolism there.

fukuchi and jouno’s bond also intrigues me. we know he invited jouno to the hunting dogs with the goal of him joining the DoA yet jouno was too influenced by good to be able to do it. i wonder if fukuchi would have told jouno the truth in the case that he agreed to join? or did he assume jouno was willing to be a ruthless killer? id like to think that fukuchi believed jouno had the morality to keep the agency safe despite being supposed to act evil; since fukuchi didn’t actually want them dead. ill make a longer analysis about this idea soon actually since it has the little gears in my head turning.

his relationship with tachihara is also interesting to me. i haven’t thought too much into it, but i believe fukuchi said something along of being disappointed in tachihara’s "betrayal". it makes me wonder if maybe he had hoped tachihara’s morality had changed in the mafia so he would never need to face him in battle? i’ll have to reread the chapters and look into this more.

his relationship with teruko also is one that makes me quite sad. she looked heartbroken as she had to kill him. she was also the only one he told other than fukuzawa about his real plan (as far as im aware). they were definitely close.

in the end, fukuchi’s reveal of the truth and everything he had been dealing with for so long made his actions make a ton of sense. he was just a person with a huge responsibility who tried to save things as well as he could. i really wish he could have gotten closure on the world he saved (if he is truly dead). he’s a fantastic character and has a ton of depth. i only scratched the surface here. maybe i will need to make an "in defence of fukuchi" essay at some point.

[topperscumslut]

Dating Nicky Harper Would Include

Warnings: *slightly* spicy. just imagine Nicky is 18 here. gender neutral reader btw (slightly implied female/afab/fem presenting but can be whatever)

Word count: 542

it would be such a cute childhood friends to lovers situation and he would be so nervous to confess his feelings to you omg

everyone else knowing you two like each other before you guys even do

him blushing 24/7

especially when you kiss him for the first time

he would cook for you all the time and make you breakfast in the morning when you stay the night at his house

both of you saying “I love you” really early

you’re his first real girlfriend and definitely his first (and last) love

cuddling during rainy days

neck and stomach kisses

him taking care of you when you’re on your period if you’re someone who has one

him getting jealous when Ricky and Dicky talk to you

him teaching you how to play video games

both of you having your *first time* together and him being really nervous and shy about it (aged up ofc)

him taking care of you when/if you’re drunk/high/hungover

he would totally kiss your fingers while holding hands with you

being best friends with Dawn

this man is definitely bi like it’s not even a question but he would be so anxious coming out to you

but ofc you would be super accepting which would make him so happy

ugh i love him so much

he’s super sensitive which is kind of adorable

his love language being physical touch and also somewhat acts of service

he just loves doing nice things for you

he loves being the little spoon and resting his head on your chest

and when you play with his hair

he likes having his hair pulled idk you didn’t hear it from me

movie nights and making pillow forts!!!

if things weren’t going well at home he would invite you to live with him in a heartbeat

him sneaking you at night into his room without waking his parents up

squishy paws joining you when you’re cuddling

i feel like he’s an age regressor idk it just makes sense (psa: age regression and age play are two different things)

him memorizing your favorite foods and just your favorite things in general

texting each other to hang out in the middle of the night

helping each other pick out outfits

the quads being like a second family to you

his parents LOVE you

him starting make out sessions out of nowhere just for the fun of it

the quads teasing you guys all the time and acting grossed out when you snuggle and flirt in front of them

you trying to learn to cook so you can cook for him for once

him trying to teach you to cook and it being a hot mess but super fun and romantic

him being an absolute gentleman 100% of the time cuz his mama raised him right

i mean opening doors for you, pulling out chairs for you, offering to pay every date

both of you working together at Get Sporty

sleepovers with Dawn and Mae in Dawn’s room and Nicky stealing you away to his room like halfway thru the night lol

him kissing your stretch marks (if you have any)

waking up in his arms so happy that you fell in love with your best friend

[r1ddly]

I know your doing more Spiderverse stuff rn, but do you have any like... Random facts about your captain boomerang? I'm just curious.

YES OMG ID LOVE TO TALK ABOUT MY BOOMERANGE!!!! IVE ACTUALLY BEEN THINKING ABOUT HIM LIKE CRAZY

I'll just list off shit about him I find interesting :]

He's mixed (just like me! :D) and is part aboriginal! His father was a business man and had a fling with his mother (her being aboriginal) and after hearing she gave birth to him not wanting to get in trouble with his wife he took boomer from his mother and her family and raised him secretly. Wasn't till his mid teens did he start to reconnect with his mother and grandfather.

He REALLY likes stinky foods, stinky cheeses, pickled foods, sardines, onions. Bitch smells bad LMAO

He's actually very smart, while unlike his other teammates (polka-dot man, Harley, ect) he's not a scientist or anything he is really smart when it comes to machinery and is a freaky skilled mechanic.

Like his canon counterpart he too also has a son, he had him when he was super young with a girl he had a huge crush on in high-school. After giving birth she put him up for adoption without telling him and he's been very remorseful about the whole situation. He doesn't really want kids but he also wishes he could have met his kid, he would have done his best to be there

Dropped out of college. That's about it LMAO

Has a lot of internalize issues that he does seek some help for, has a whole entire character arc at some point

He has a fear of small dogs

Has a lot of scars that he says he got in battle but in fact he got them through odd accidents

Has heterochromia (one blue one brown)

Has a slight astigmatism but won't admit it

He gets scared EXTREMELY easily and he over reacts EVERYTHING

Likes transformers

While he does often say insensitive stuff and is quite a rude person he's usually respectful in new environments like if you ever invited him to your house for dinner for the first time he's pretty respectful and well put together but he's still an extremely blunt person

Going back to him being very smart, I feel that people underestimate him considering his gimmick and his personality but like he's a smart guy and if you just explain things to him in a calm manner he'll understand your points immediately.

He's extremely stubborn but he's trying to be open minded to new things

I think that's all the fun facts I have in mind atm LMAO btw I greatly apologize for not answering your asks and stuff like don't worry I see them and everything and I've been trying to draw boomer for you but for some reason god hates me and it's been oddly hard to draw this bitch LMAO

[thisismeracing]

I'm sending this in bc I have been gathering random thoughts but don't worry about answering right the way!

okay first

-mick is kind of a golden retriever but in my opinion he is more of a blue eyed labrador

maybe bc he's a little shy and g retrievers are all out a have a very energetic vibe even when with strangers they're over energetic, but I feel like mick is more of a shy person who might be social but doesn't initiate any interaction + mick with short hair looks exactly like a labrador don't lie to yourself guys

-mick invites estie everywhere bc he's a very intuitive person (not that you need it to see it) but he feels like estie is always kinda left out even when he is invited to things - he is a empath and you can't change mind

-I know how bad it is to "diagnose" people out of nowhere BUT as a neurodivergent my self I feel such a neurodivergent vibe from him?!? am I the only one?

-out of all the drivers he's the one who seems to try to get out of his bubble the most (if we count Seb and Lewis out) he engages and tries to learn + support a lot of things that are socially important, out of the younger drivers he is the one who shows most interested in it too. I worry so much that once Lewis retires (still crying about Seb), we will basically have no drivers who strives for diversity and equality as strongly as they do

-I will say that i'm a gemini and the person I had the best romantic relationship was a Aries, Idk why people hate them?? They are literally one of the best zodiac signs, there is nothing about them I don't like, I don't know what that says about me

now I will also admit that the worst romantic relationship I've had was with a Cancer, he was the most emotionally manipulative person I ever met, please avoid them at all costs romantically (just a warning- I mean a tip)

btw love you lots and love how you answer everything that is sent in

- 🎀 anon

-oMG I- I CAN TOTALLY SEE IT AND I HAVE TO AGREE!! HAHAHAH I can't unsee it! Now, every time I pass a lab I'm gonna think about Mick lol

-I had the same feeling tbh. I think he is the kind of person who likes to make everyone feel loved and welcomed, so sometimes even without noticing he gravitates towards the less famous in the crowd. 🥹

-I think this may be like on the estie bestie point: he just radiates such good energy that we can't help but identify with him, maybe that leads us to "getting X vibe" like you just did 💗 (I'm not elaborating much on this point bc I feel like this is a very personal and delicate subject so yup).

-I've been refraining to think about Lewis' retirement because I have the same feeling you do. It's not that the others don't care (some really don't tbh), but there's a difference in how he acts and how some of the grid acts. Lewis tends to use his voice more, just like Seb did/still do, and this is what we need: people who understand that their biggest power is their voice, not only their money when the conversation is creating diverse and prejudice-free spaces.

-I honestly don't understand much about astrology, though I do believe in it. But if Mick has any red flags related to his star sign you can bet I'm acting colorblind about it 😘👍🏾 I've never really stopped to notice how people talk about Aries, I'm making a point out of it now. Maybe Gemini people like to do exactly what others told them not to hahaha thank you for the tip!! I'm gonna keep an eye open for them!! 👀✍️🏾

aweeee, love you too, honey!! thanks for the ask, I'm patiently waiting for the next round *mwah* 💖💖💖