#also even though I got 100% on this paper I still got a D in the class lmao

[sadquickchristmassnowman]

Please please please post your Jeff Winger analysis that you wrote for your college class

fine. here it is.

for those of you that don't know, this my final paper for my abnormal psychology class I took last spring (at a community college lmao, I have since graduated and am now in university studying something completely different.) the instructions were to play therapist and write a case study on one of your hypothetical clients. we were supposed to make up a person and diagnose them with something. naturally, instead of making someone up, I chose a sitcom character to dive into. I somehow got 100%. read if you so desire, it's about 1600 words.

A COUPLE (sad) QUICK (christmas) DISCLAIMERS

I wrote this in literally an hour! it's Very Rough! that's not me being humble! that is an objective fact! please just accept right now that the grammar and syntax are sloppy as hell that's just How It Is

I changed Jeff's name to something stupid, I don’t even know what it was, just so I’d have less chance of being caught lmao

I stretched some canonical truths and made some shit up that doesn't necessarily apply to Jeff. I did this because the paper was due at 11:59 and I needed to make a compelling argument quickly. so I somewhat warped Jeff to be what I needed for the paper. it's still mostly canon compliant but just beware and don't come after me for any inaccuracies okay I did it on purpose

[seraphinitegames]

The Wayhaven Chronicles - Update 25/August/2023

(So sorry I forgot to post this last week) So this week I did a bit more fleshing out to the scenes I wanted to go back to before the next step.

One particular scene was good fun! I got to build out an…interesting conversation between a certain character and the villain (I’m calling them full villain now rather than antagonist because, well, they are pretty darn bad, hehe!). The moment gives the player a deeper insight into how the villain thinks—or likes to portray that they think!—and about why it is they’re doing what they’re doing.

It’s really fun getting to explore how these things happening are viewed by different characters!

Some of the other scenes I looked at again are some quite big moments in the romances too. Some things really can push forwards with those, and the scenes are ones I’ve been thinking of for a very, very long time! So I want to make sure they still work with all the new ideas I’ve been adding into the plan—so far they have so that’s a major happy relief!

Next week, I’ll be moving onto the next step and printing out the plan to begin breaking it down into more detail.

My hopes are having the plan so super detailed means that writing will go smoother, and I can get it done a lot quicker. I can already see that the way I’m setting out the chapters and the individual scenes is going to be WAY better to organize in my head as well as on paper!

But the next stage is also where I’ll be thinking of how to add in the storyline I’d been umming and ahhing about that I now really want to do…

A villain romance! :D

This isn’t 100% for sure yet, and it won’t take away from the main romances (which are always my priority) at all as it will only be available in the ‘Friend’ route where the MC isn’t romancing anyone.

It also will be a villain romance. And this baddy is bad. Like, pretty much non-redeemable kind of bad. So obviously…that’ll be personal preference as to whether it’s right for you, hehe!

The only reason I’ve been contemplating it is because this villain only pops up for Book Four, so I don’t have to worry about extra branches and variations for future books, which means it won’t be adding too much workload.

Plus they are just…yeah, I really like them even though they’re awful, lol! And the way they go about interacting with the MC already opens up the easy possibility of a romance.

So some exciting things this week, and I’m really eager to get onto the next stage to put me another step closer to starting writing! :D Hope you all have the most fantastic weekend! It's a bank holiday here on Monday in the UK, so I'll talk to you all again next week!

[broadwaybalogna]

send prompts it is!!

because I just finished a math test and need my blorbos to suffer with me, let's have zutara in a modern au where they take a math test together! 😊

one of them would have a pretty low score and fluff and comfort ensues

(i hope I pass)

I’ve literally been waiting all night for another prompt to pop into my inbox and this is so cute omg!!!

Have I ever said how much I love modern Zutara? Because I LOVE modern Zutara.

Also- I hope you pass your test! Sending all luck your way~

Oh yeah, before I start this. I would like to reiterate that I am an American. Apparently different counties have different ways of grading but for me an A is a 90-100, a B is an 80-90 and a C is around a 70-80. D is 64 up and F is anything below. Just thought I should point that out before I begin.

Zuko moved out of his dad’s house when he was fifteen. Well, more like he was kicked out and he displayed little to no reluctance to leave. After his mother had left, he had little hope of seeing his father redeem himself.

But Zuko found that old habits died hard. Because even though his uncle was one of the most caring people he had ever met, there was still this overwhelming anxiety Zuko felt when he did something wrong. Especially in school.

In Zuko’s experience, school was the easiest way for Ozai to control Zuko. He spent most of his nights either studying or hiding, only ever leaving his room for dinner. His father checked his grades twice a day (he had figured out Zuko’s school username and password) to make sure Zuko was on top of everything. So when Zuko moved, his mentality regarding school didn’t change, even if his environment had.

He found himself still cooped up in his room reading through books, skipping meals, and solving equations well into the night.

That changed when he met Katara.

Katara was what many people called a “nerd”. But she still looked pretty so she didn’t get teased nearly as much as she would’ve had she not been. Katara, like Zuko, aced tests and projects. However, Katara, unlike Zuko, was an enthusiastic learner. She would raise her hand every chance she got in class to answer a question or ask for clarification. She even sometimes corrected their teachers on their mistakes. Needless to say, Zuko gave her a lot of side eyes.

They didn’t have very many classes together, especially since she was a grade below his, but she had been moved up to Zuko’s Math, English, and Physics classes. She apparently also took on level Biology which made Zuko’s head spiral.

At first, they barely spoke a word to one another. But once acknowledging each others academic achievements, they began so talk every so often during free time in classes. Katara would often be working on something for another class while they talked, though. Zuko still found it relaxing. Although she enjoyed it more, she still understood the pressures of school and the mental spirals it would put people through.

One thing led to another and they began studying together as well. Zuko couldn’t really help her with Biology (it was an elective. Seriously, who takes a core class as an elective??) but they exchanged notes and shortcuts for other classes. Zuko was able to give her a lot of tips on writing papers for English since he had a politician for a father (finally, Ozai was good for something).

Katara was a beast at math, though. She tackled each problem like it was common sense. Since it was a higher level, she was still challenged, but not nearly as much as other kids in their class were. It was no wonder Katara also took physics, the science that revolves around math.

The one thing she struggled with was history. Zuko learned very early into their friendship that Katara was absolute ass at memorizing anything. The only way she was able to memorize formula’s was because she would repeat them over and over throughout study sessions until it drove them both insane. So Zuko found himself helping her most with that subject.

One night, when a study session ran much longer than it should’ve, Iroh suggested she stay with the two of them for the night. That was her first and most notably, not last, sleepover at Zuko’s. Actually, it was the furthest thing from her last. It became part of their routine for her to stay over once or twice a week to keep studying. Iroh tried to get them to relax and take breaks every so often, which they did, but most of their time was spent either studying or talking.

Then even more of their time was spent talking.

Then a really good portion of their time was spent going on walks midday and talking.

And Zuko enjoyed it so much. He seriously enjoyed just being able to breathe. He felt genuenly free when he was with Katara, studying or not.

But both Zuko and Katara soon realized that prioritizing their mental health over school had consequences.

It had been time for their unit test in math, a test both of them had forgotten to study for the night before. Zuko mentally beat himself up over and he could see Katara out of the corner of his eye drop her head onto her desk.

They were so screwed.

Or, well, just Zuko was screwed. Turned out that Katara’s ‘mathematical Common sense formulas’ came in handy and get her an 79% on the test. Although she had never gotten a grade below an 85 in the class, she still let out a sigh when she checked her grade in her phone.

“Are they out?” Zuko asked, already pulling out his phone to check his own grade.

“Yeah. Ugh, I’m so screwed. Sit brought down my semester grade to a 89.”

“That big of a jump? I thought you had a 96 earlier?”

“This was worth a lot of points. I feel so stupid.”

Katara continued to ramble but Zuko tuned her out as he looked at his grade from the light below him.

61.

He pursed his lips and closed his eyes, convinced that it was all a hallucination.

“Nine was a hellscape and- hey, are you okay?” He heard Katara say as he looked back down to his phone.

61.

It was still there, staring at him, no, laughing at him from the grade-book. Zuko felt like he could hear his father’s voice yelling at him, lecturing him over the horrifying careers that lie ahead of him based on this one mistake.

“Zuko? Can you hear me?”

Could he hear her? For some reason, he didn’t know how to answer.

“Iroh! Something’s going on with Zuko!” That was the last thing Zuko registered before he felt his chest heave and his mind race.

When Zuko could finally register the things around him again, he was in his bed laying down. He turned to his side and saw Katara pacing in his bedroom.

“Kat?”

“Zuko! Oh my god, toh scared the bejesus out of me! Are you okay? Do you need me to get you a water?”

“That would be nice.”

“Good, because I already got you one.” Katara tached over to Zuko’s bedside table and passed him a cup of water. Classic Katara, always being one step ahead. “Iroh said you had a panic attack. I assume it was over- um…” Zuko thought back to what had happened. Right.

“Yeah, my bad.”

“Oh no! Not your bad! In no way is this your bad, Zuko! This is your shitty father’s bad- no- your shitty father’s worst,” she corrected herself.

“Hmm,” he hummed.

“Zuko,” Katara finally said, lowering her voice and finally becoming more calm, “I don’t really know much about your relationship with your dad- or school. But it was so nice seeing you actually happy and talking these past few days. It really put things into perspective for me. I realize that I’ve been studying so much all the time, that I never thought about how it affected you. I’m sorry.”

“What? No, don’t be sorry. My relationship with school is.. complicated at best, but in no way is any of it your fault,” he sat up to face Katara, “but I have realized how much more I like being free. I just need to find a balance.”

“Could I- could I help you find it?” Katara asked after a short moment has passed.

“I’d love that.”

They both smiled and Katara engulfed Zuko in a soul-crushing hug. Zuko’s heart did a little flip and he let out a sigh.

He liked this.

He also might like Katara.

He was happy with those conclusions.

It’s 1am and I have state testing tomorrow (today??) so GOODNIGHT!

[quinloki]

ABC HeadCanon - Trafalgar D. Water Law

NSFT Alphabet!

18+ only

-:- Table of Consent -:-

NSFT Alphabet!

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

You know he's a gentle soul long before you're experiencing his aftercare, but it still surprises you. He's kind of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde when it comes to his kinks vs his aftercare and it can be a little whiplashy. He'll wash your hair for you, massage your limbs, bring you water and light snacks, ask how you're feeling – if there was anything you really liked, or anything you weren't keen on doing again.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

There's that one place below your scapula just off to the side of your spine, where he sucks and bites the flesh in just the right way and the shudder it sends through you is nearly orgasmic. It's something like that that's 100% his favorite part of yours.

For him it's his fingers. You demonstrated good oral techniques during a round of truth of dare on his fingers (instead of being exhibitionists during a party), and it rattled him how good his fingers had made the rest of him feel. It took him a couple days to process that one.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's licked it off your face after cumming on your face, there is nothing that is gonna phase him about it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It's not dirty per se, but you'd have to stumble into it to get him to admit that he enjoys being humiliated. Get him in a maid outfit and paint lewd words on him with edible chocolate and order him around and he'll be eating out of the palm of your hand.

Now, surviving him "paying you back" afterward – that's a different story.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

He's had a relationship or two at least. Unless we're talking high school AU you're probably not his first, and even then he's got enough guy friends that he's certainly seen enough dirty mags or smuggled pornos to have some idea of what's going to happen.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He's open to almost anything and everything, but oddly enough he really likes the missionary position. When your legs and arms wrap around him and your nails trail lines into his back, there's nothing better. The desperate clawing mixed with your legs shuddering in pleasure as you're moaning your enjoyment into his ear.

Sometimes he'll pin your wrists down and ride that first orgasm into a second one just to watch you squirm and cry beneath him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Law's... pretty dry. He's got enough goofy people around him that he tends to seriousness maybe a little too much. He likes to be in, and maintain, control, so he's usually focused on that. There have been some moments where something will give you giggle fits, and you can see that unfair smile on his face, as he's enjoying your enjoyment.

He's not all business though, you've had pillow fights a couple times and one time pilfering his hat had led to some intense intimacy.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps things neat and trimmed, but he can be a little lackadaisical about it. It's, again, frustrating how well it still manages to work out for him. Even when he's getting a little shaggy it's still hot and you almost hate that.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

As sensual as velvet and as cool and smooth as silk. He can be so attentive and romantic from beginning to end that it takes your breath away.

He can be a little bit of a romantic dork too, like gifting you a paper flower after he spent all day helping Bepo make some for an event. After a couple hours of making them he got pretty good at it and saved the one he thought came out the best for you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If your schedules don't align for too long he'll take care of himself, but he didn't even really ever jack off before he met you. The problem he has now is that he'll get to thinking about you and get himself riled up and have to take care of things.

He jacked off in front of you when you commanded him too, and it was super hot. You nearly came yourself, and his only gripe is that, after that, he can't just do it once because he ends up thinking about you watching him and ends up riled up all over again.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Law's kinks are pretty clinical – he knows how to use his literal medical equipment to full ( and safe ) effect. Add to that an enjoyment of bondage, and a healthy dash of sadism, and things can get a little weird sometimes. But no matter how unconventional things get you haven't had a complaint as yet.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He's not picky, but you tend to gravitate between the bathroom, the exam room and the bed room. He's teased you into a puddle in public and you did it outside – the rush was incredible, but you leave those decisions up to him. Law's perceptive enough to know when it's something you can get away with, and when it's better not to risk it. Though more often than not any teasing that starts in public ends behind closed doors – he's not big on letting anyone else hear you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Most of the time you just have to be a little overt in making sure he knows what you're after – dressing in specific ways, flat out asking, etc. It wasn't until he accidentally ruined your pajamas in the heat of the moment and you wandered into the kitchen in one of his shirts that either of you knew he had a "hot button".

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

How you two are behind closed doors is meant to stay behind closed doors. He can get real mad real fast if you talk about things even jokingly with other people. He's an intensely private person, and while he's glad *you* are all in for his kinks and kicks, he absolutely does not want other people knowing.

Eustass' tendency to brag is one of the reasons the guy gets under his skin.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's good at giving it, and he doesn't have anything against it, but he's more likely to do other things (if he realizes you really like it though, he'll do it more). He won't stop you from going down on him, but he's usually only initiating it if it's part of a "punishment" and he's more likely to fuck your face than leave you to it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Law's more slow and in control, and less fast and rough – he can be, but he prefers to maintain control, so he's usually riding you to that edge frustratingly slow on purpose. Often his pace has little to do with how much of a tease he can be, it's more he knows where all your sensitive places are and uses that to his advantage.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Law could take 'em or leave 'em. He was quick when you did it outside the first time, but he mitigates the risks of having sex outside so well that he's able to take him time a little more after that.

You made the mistake of teasing him that he couldn't get you off quickly and that's why he didn't really care for them, and then he systematically pushed all your buttons and had your legs buckling in orgasm in under two minutes.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Law is willing to take a lot of risks and absolutely experiments. There's a lot of communication before during and after in these situations, and sometimes he'll even utilize his medical stuff to monitor things. I mean, he takes risks, but he absolutely does NOT take unnecessary risks.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Normally he seems like a one-and-done kind of guy – he'll tease and please you through a couple orgasms before he has his, but then he's on to aftercare. You got him to take a legitimate vacation, sleep properly and all that, and you ended up going for five hours. He came so many times you were actually getting concerned he was going to have a problem.

As it was you could barely walk the next day and he spent most of the day reading and snuggling with you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He has some toys. He's not against bringing anything and everything into your time together, but aside from his medical supplies he's got a hitachi and a sybian and that's really it. Given his sadistic streak you imagined he'd have literal whips and chains, but he's surprisingly more hands on than anything else.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn't start out being a tease, but once he learns the faces and sounds you make when he does tease you he ends up enjoying it more and more. His patience and attention to detail means he can really stretch it out, and while you might pout and grumble and beg, by the end of it he has you feeling so good you can't legitimately complain.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Aside from the occasional grunt when he's finishing, or a soft swear when he's trying to restrain himself, he doesn't make much noise. When you basically dommed him one time he made some of the most delicious moans you'd ever heard him make.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) I saw this on @sanjisblackasswife 's head canon post about Law and frankly it made So Much Sense it now lives in my head canon.)

He – and the crew – know ASL. You saw them communicating in it once and Law started to teach you words. It's a subtle way to talk to one another, and you used it a couple of times as a safe word when you were gagged. You had to admit it was also just good to know.

X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

I mean these tattoos are going to be a distraction, but as for what he's packing, it doesn't look impressive – fairly average if not a little thicker than average - but gods and demons it feels impressive. He knows what he's doing and he knows what he's got, and you have zero complaints.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He was probably teased for being a prude or a monk a lot growing up, but if there's an upper limit to his sex drive you haven't found it yet. He blames you for it, but he also is so stoic and in control, you're not sure if he's holding back for your sake or not.

One day you might ask him to tell you every time he wants to have sex for a day or week (whether you do do it or not), but you're a little afraid to know the answer to that.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't fall asleep until you do, but once he notices your breathing has settled and you're out he's right behind you. – kind of literally too, he enjoys being the big spoon and keeping you close through the night.

[dimonds456]

Hi dims! :D

26. How do you get into your character’s head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?

Oooooo this is a fun one!

When getting in-character for writing, I tend to do it best when I've already either A) daydreamed a scene every day for 3 months and tweaked the dialogue in my head, matching the show's artstyle near perfectly to capture the vibes of the original to the best that I can, or B) I have just finished writing that scene and am now On A Roll and I could tell you this character's entire past, present, and future and me 100% correct in everything I say ever.

Or C), I just understand how that character thinks, have built a couple of strong "they would say this" headcanons around them, and let that breeze guide my sails.

All that is to say that I don't think I write 100% in-character all the time. But, when I do think I nail it, it creates some of my best work.

Gonna allow myself to gush about my own writing for a second. It's old now, but my magnum opus- in my opinion- is still Chapter 19 of Half a Puppet- Pearl's chapter. I had been waiting for the chance to have her be the best goddamn Crystal Gem this side of the galaxy since I first started getting more and more story threads for HaP in my mind.

I wanted to show the version of Pearl that wouldn't let Homeworld push her down, but not in the way that she was in the beginning of the show. She's FAR more independent now, and channeled all that negative energy towards Greg she used to have into being Loki incarnate. Weird on paper, but in my head? It was fucking brilliant. And I still agree- that chapter is still the best thing I have ever written.

The subtle ways that Pearl tricks Morganite, and manipulates her in similar ways that Morganite has definitely done to other gems below her, getting subtle stabs of revenge without outright attacking her is one of my fav things ever. Plus, she does fight back! She's incredibly talented with the blade and spear, and she would have gotten out of there single-handedly if Morganite wasn't a fucking cheater with technology far beyond Pearl's understanding.

Plus, it renders Morganite as just a petty, whining child. Like, she's on the same level as Aquamarine, she's just a brat who, while also talented, uses her talents to boost herself up and think she has the right to push everyone else down. And it's not even a talent she earned, she popped out of the ground already knowing how to make wondrous statues. Pearl earned her talent, every step of the way.

Plus, that love that Pearl still holds for Rose is still there, so painfully evident. But, for once in the show, she's not weighed down by the sadness or the hole left in her being. She's moved past that. Like, yes, she still mourns Rose, but it's not obsessive like how she was in Season 1. She's grown far past that. So, instead, she does something she know would make Rose so fucking proud of her and just pranks her way out of her bad situation by portraying Rose the way she wanted to live.

(which gave me a chance to point at Rose and go look there's a trans metaphor in here somewhere and Pearl is the best fucking ally on the planet LOOK)

Idk. I still get really excited when I think about that chapter. I think it turned out really, really well.

On the flipside, though, I do struggle getting into characters heads when I don't understand how they think. It's one of the reason y'all aren't getting NEARLY as much HLVRAI writing from me as you got SU writing. Because HLVRAI is an improv series, the characters aren't as nailed down as someone like Pearl is. This is not a bad thing, though! I don't want them to be as nailed down, as long as they're consistent, which they are (and when they're not, it's usually for a joke, so you can take what they say as just them bullshitting and laugh and move on).

In order to fully get into character for the HLVRAI gang, I think I'd have to write them more in general and try to picture my writing happening in canon. Would it?

The greatest lesson I can give to fellow writers is not to say "this character would never do this," but instead to say "what would push them to do this?" Any character could become a pirate, but why? Even if you don't think they would ever become a pirate, what could push them to that point? Maybe they were forced into it, or maybe they knew it was the only way to save their daughter. Maybe they just kinda became pirates through an unfortunate series of events. Either way, there is something out there that would tip the scale.

I guess the best way I get into character is figuring how to put my finger on the scale in the exact way to push that character in question to act.

tl;dr who fuckin knows fhgsadkj

[isabelguerra]

you ran the wizard au right? i remembered i used to love the worldbuilding!!!! and the fic series (both if them) were sooo fun, if you ever wrote more i know id read it 👉👈…. so um i know there was a triwiz tournament year, did u ever come up with outfits for the yule ball? i love fashion and am really interested in hearing what you’d have everyone wear haha. thank you for answering!!!

SIGH. yeah that was me i ran the hogwarts au. i cannot run from my past i just gotta embrace it. anyway im super touched to hear u liked my au… my feelings around it are super conflicted but even though i dont talk abt it much it was really sweet hearing how much you liked it. so yes. yes i did come up with yule ball outfits, for the triwizard tournament arc in their 6th year, which i will share for u bc u asked so sweet 

first off: my biggest gripe with yule in canon was how boring it was. these are fucking wizards. i was not going to let that shit get away with black robed suits and prom dresses i wanted full ass met gala-level Extra, while still staying faithful to the characters tastes and personalities. so i ended up looking at a bunch of runway couture! heres what i came up with: 

isabel, as the heir to the prestigious guerra family name, quidditch captain, brightest witch of their year, and max (hogwarts champion)’s date (they went together for appearances as bffs and bc neither of them got actual dates), had a lot of pressure on her shoulders socially. i wanted her 2 have something she could feel natural in but a little restricted by, as she likely had her dress chosen for her rather than chose it herself. so she likes it but it reflects her wizarding world status more than her actual personality. it also goes 2 be said that the night before yule she stayed up hand folding a bunch of paper cranes and butterflies for her dress that would fly around her all night. loved Teuta Matoshi, Joanne Flemming bridal, and vintage Costarellos designs 4 her

max was hogwarts champion that year obviously which means he had to have the most swag out of anyone. obviously. i was super into butch lesbian max when i made this so his inspos were primarily womens suits. he was the only one i let have a black outfit bc i cant see him being super fashionably flashy. vibe i went for was ‘shiny goth swag’, which Isabel Marant SS2020 and D&G pre-Fall 2020 really hit the nail on the head

ed was probably the most fun+ easiest. i just dressed them weird. also idk if i mentioned this but ed and rj went to yule together lol? #nonbinaryswag. my fav look for them was #1, D&G Spring RTW 2020. i love that shiny suit. i do also think he’d fuck it up in the dress at the end though

isaac i went so ridiculous with isaac you know he’d be so extra. Balmain FW2016 really pulled through with the velvet fabrics, squared shoulders, and gold accents. my other looks were Louis Vuitton Fall 2020, which were a bit sillier but i still loved for him

spender fucks it up in a chadwick boseman met gala 2018. he does not pull it off as well but what can u do 

EXTRAS bc idk if u just meant outfits for Just the main cast or for everyone. so here’s some bonus outfits for other cast members :-)

johnny is one of the few muggle-born wizards i chose from the cast, so his outfit would’ve reflected that slight displacement and more attunement to the human world. i loved 2 joke w my friends that getting johnny in ANY fancy outfit would be hard, and even if u could get him in one he’s still wear his iconic ratty leather jacket over his nice clothes anyway. so johnny got two pics: one from Balenciaga Spring 2018 (love the dorky high waisted pants and patterned red dress shirt combo), and another from Coach Spring 2017 (love the jacket). he also deffo charmed his hair to Literally Be On Fire until one of the professors told him to put it out. he also let loose a racoon in the venue while nobody was looking.

stephen 100% hamish bowles met gala no further comment

rj showed up w/ ed looking like this

[rejaytionships]

21 and 84! ~ @sapphilleans

ty for the ask!!! :D

21: Double D (Ed Edd n Eddy) - familial

my baby daughter.......

ok so for context my s/i is linda duvall-kanker (she/her), mother of the three kanker sisters (lee, marie, may). i think she works at the school as a custodian primarily but eventually starts working as a substitute teacher because they're low on staff and she has the prerequisites to teach technically

double d is obviously a stellar student but i think it's equally obvious how anxious they are

idk how we get there but i feel like at some point after linda has told off her daughters for annoying the eds, double d comes to linda sometimes to chat about stuff since linda is very clearly protective despite being one who doesn't exactly like being around men or boys

which makes it a little funny when double d realizes she might not in fact be a boy after all! since double d's parents aren't really around, linda is the adult that she starts to confide gender stuff to, and linda tries her best to be helpful even if she's not super feminine in nature herself

i think her egg got cracked a little when linda started calling her "dee" and she eventually was like "actually can you call me that but like ♀️" and linda was like "sure whatever (said with pro-womanhood intent)"

as an aside i think the eds were 100% supportive of dee's identity (ed didn't really have many thoughts outside of his support, but eddy thought this opened up the door for more scams to try out now that they'd have a woman in the group)

i think dee ends up being more friendly with the kanker sisters mainly because they're STOKED to have another lady friend to talk to. marie also probably lowkey still has her crush on dee but that's another story for another day /lh

i think as dee grows up she still stays in touch with linda, and they'd chat over email while dee is off in college going to change the world or whatever. dee kind of becomes a fourth member of linda's family even if unofficially and so the kankers invite dee to big family events (dee does the same for the kankers)

84: Brahms Heelshire (The Boy) - romantic

AH YES the one f/o i was writing a selfshiptober fic for that i never finished. i can just explain the lore here instead bc let's be real that ficlet is never getting done ajdjskksks

ok so my s/i is celina kaminski (she/her), she moved away from the states to get away from her past (not unlike another previous heelshire mansion resident, greta) and ends up buying the heelshire mansion going for a stupidly low price given nobody else wants the weird creepy haunted place

at first brahms HATES that celina is here and fucks around with stuff in the house to try and get her to leave. he's still busy tantruming over greta being gone so celina in turn is starting to feel like maybe she shouldn't have purchased the haunted house after all

the only thing keeping her sane is this porcelain doll she eventually finds when cleaning around the place. she initially calls it something really stupid (jimmy-hop poppers mcgibbins iii) but once she starts using the name, a paper shows up near the doll not long after; it's an old ruleset for a brahms, so celina takes it as a sign from the house that the doll is named brahms

once brahms (man) sees how well celina treats the doll, he starts to ease up on her and even occasionally does nice things around the house for her to reward her for watching over his doll. this is when he latches himself onto celina emotionally

he still throws fits when celina leaves the house, but eventually gets it through his head that since he scared the previous delivery boy (malcolm) away, celina has to leave to go grocery shopping herself. he still does make a mess around the place though if he feels it's been too long to where she might have left him

brahms finally reveals he's a human person in the walls to celina when greta and malcolm try to convince her to leave as soon as possible. celina doesn't budge because she's convinced that this is some weird long-con for the doll and almost gives it away before brahms shows up, which scares off everyone except celina

sure, she's admittedly still horrified out of her mind, but sticks around because if he hasn't hurt her this whole time, she thinks she can maybe take her chances with him and survive

she does survive and in fact the two end up together because celina thinks brahms is kind of hot and brahms is very dependent on celina's presence to feel functional. far from a perfect relationship but they do end up together pretty solidly otherwise

celina does convince brahms to leave the walls and stay with her in the main house instead, which takes a while to adjust to, but he ADORES that he gets to have direct personal attention now that isn't just vicariously through some fucking doll

it does take a looong while for brahms to also give celina more than like six feet of space. bro would Not have survived the pandemic with his lack of social distancing

they don't ever have any kids but the doll suffices as celina's son. which is fine because she didn't really want any living breathing children to be responsible for. porcelain is a great alternative

[vodka-redbull-daily]

November 22nd, 2023 (Part 2)

S-- was a pretty nervous and quiet guy, but he still seemed like he wanted to meet up. He sent me to this little bar in Austin and honestly, I might stop going to bars in Austin altogether. It was a tiny little place right off the side of the road, so I pulled into what looked like the parking lot. Once I was out of the street, I realized how bad of a situation I had just put myself in.

It was less of a parking lot and more of a dirt patch where cars were lined up in front of a few run down stores. I thought I saw a spot open, but of course it was one of those tiny cars with massive trucks parked on either side of it completely blocking it from view. I pulled all the way to the end of the rows to try and get out, but they were lined all the way up to the front of the stores. There was legitimately no where I could go.

So, I tried to pull in as close to one of the lines of cars and back up, attempting a 3 point turn to get the fuck out of there. I am actually pretty good at 3 point turns, but I guess it just wasn’t my night since there were so many big ass trucks parked cattywampus to each other. I ended up backing into an SUV.

It wasn’t very bad because I was going slow as fuck because I was in such a terrible position, but as soon as the sound happened, people came out of the store I was directly in front of. Then, people also started getting out of the car. I was unequivocally fucked. I am not a person do a hit-and-run, but even if I was, it was fucking impossible. They all stood there just looking at the cars for a little bit before the guy who got out of the car I hit got back in and backed it up so it wasn’t sticking out in the middle of the fucking lane anymore and I could actually back up enough to turn the car around. Some white lady passed by and made some comment about how hard 3 point turns are.

When I finally turned around, I did my best to get out of the way, even though cars were still trying to get through since there was nothing indicating how terrible of a place it was to be. I put on my hazard lights and went over to where now 10 people were staring at the car I had hit. It seemed like they were all family; the family that owned the store all the cars were parked shittily in front of. It was weirdly quiet. No one really said anything, just kept staring. I was incredibly pissed that I hadn’t just tried to back out and had instead made it so much worse on myself by trying to turn around. On the other hand, why were they all parked like morons, blocking off all the exits and none of them in a proper line.

The car also had brand new paper plates even though it was covered in mud.

The guy who had backed it up was just staring at the tiniest scratch on the bumper. Like I said, I really wasn’t going that fast. Maybe 5 MPH, but there was still a scratch nonetheless. And I didn’t have any insurance. Honestly, I wanted to tell the guy to deal, it was a barely visible scratch on the bumper that would probably get scratched anyway. It was nothing. But, instead, I pulled the 100$ B------ gave me out of my wallet.

“Do you think this will cover it?”

I have hit a car before when I was living at my last apartment complex. I come home at like 1 or 2 in the morning so no one would have known it was me. There was no one there to see me do it, the scratch was small enough they probably wouldn’t have noticed for a while, D---- even told me not to say anything. But I left them a note with my number and told them to text me how much it would be to fix it. It was only 30$ and this new accident left even less damage. But he had seen me do it and I wasn’t in the mood to try and fight with him or have him bring up insurance.

He mumbled something about “well, since it’s new” before he took the money and went back into his store with the rest of the family. I drove around until I found a place I actually could park. In the back of a tattoo shop that clearly said “for customers only”. The shop was long closed, tho and I was already on the verge of losing my shit. 

When S-- texted me that he was there, I walked up to the front door and we went in together. He was pretty ugly and seemed just as shy and nervous. He ordered his drink and I asked for a vodka redbull, but the bartender said they didn’t have any redbull. So, I asked if he could just make me a lemon drop as a cocktail. I guess he was pretty new because this short-circuited his brain a little bit and the other bartender had to come over and tell me that she could do that for me. 

S-- got his drink immediately, but we had to wait for mine since the more experienced tender was making it and it seemed like she went to get some special vodka for it. It came in a fancy glass and everything and it was okay. I definitely would have preferred the redbull.

S-- and I talked a little bit here and there, but it was honestly mostly him being silent or on his phone while I looked around the tiny bar. It was cowboy-themed and had some fake candles on every table and not much else light. There were a lot of people coming in and out since there was an outside area, but it was honestly really boring. S-- was really boring. After about an hour of mostly looking at his phone, he said he just wasn’t feeling it and that he was sorry for making me drive half an hour out there. 

I just went home after that. 

I guess I broke even today, but fuck.

My good luck charm that I keep in my shoe broke right before I left to meet Sam.

I wonder if that had anything to do with it. Better find a replacement soon.

Total Earned: $3,460

Body Count: 15

Dick Pics: 13

Head Recieved: 3

Head Given: 13

Sex Ranking:

B------

Him

T----

W----

P-------

F----

A---

G--

R--

T-----

J--

M--- (x2)

D--

A----

M---

[taylorgraymoore]

December 8, 2023

The second half of the day was an attrition of small disappointments. Silly things, nothing that much worth commenting on. The quotidian sort of misery that you don’t even really notice, but which gets you down when you’re given something to contrast it with.

Okay, I’ll comment on it:

Public transit was extremely overcrowded. This was mildly annoying but basically alright, because I did manage to read standing and there was something kind of invigorating about it in the absence of any of the rest of it. I hadn’t gotten to work yet, it didn’t feel so bad; I managed to read, still. It was fine. 

A: Work was blah, but it was fine. It wears on a person after too many hours of it, and there are always too many hours of it. Even if you can get small happinesses out of it, there is too much general wear for them to compete. I won’t get into it—even you understand, or you don’t. I also tried starting to describe it several times, and then simply hit delete: I don’t really want to parse though it. Etc. Etc.

B: I forgot to get a zucchini while buying groceries up at Stong’s earlier. I like having zucchini for breakfast, and I was hoping to have some tomorrow. So I thought that I would go to PriceMart (supermarket at the same parking lot as work, I get my lunch there often enough) on one of my breaks and pick up one. I go there, can’t find a zucchini. So I go to customer service, ask to be shown where the zucchini is, and I find out they don’t have any zucchini. So I haven’t gone there for nothing, I buy some chicken breast, which I also need, and then stow in in the freezer at work.

C: Burrowing Owl has come in—this is a really nice Okanagan wine that only comes in once a year, at the beginning of December, in limited numbers. The price of the Merlot isn’t so bad, so I buy a bottle. It makes me a little happy—I’m a wine nerd, so sue me. I know I’ll lay it down and enjoy it in a few months, one of those small things, blah blah blah. I put it in a little brown paper bag with the receipt stapled on it and set it aside behind our customer service desk, per the rules we have going, and then resume my slow war of attrition. 

(Also, there was free pizza. There to celebrate us getting 100% from the mystery shopper twice in a row. Free food year, but that kind of stodgy stuff usually ends up making me feel miserable when I have too much—and I did have too much. Pizza is good, and it was butter chicken too.)

D: So, a few more hours of this and I’m feeling very blah, and I’ve remembered the SkyTrain is still closing early due to the new station they’re building and so, because this shift is so late, I will have to call an Uber to get home. Probably because I’m so focused on this fact, which is not especially pleasant—although, talking to two of my co-workers outside the door while I’m waiting for said ride and they’re having cigarettes before departing, it’s not so awful to get to skip a long transit ride—I forget the wine and the chicken. I remember the wine as I’m in the Uber zipping past the airport, and it’s more intensely depressing than is probably reasonable. Wine is intensely symbolic to me, and I was looking forward to putting it away when I got home. The fact that I know I’m being silly somehow makes this worse. Then I also remember the chicken.

Damn it. Damn it. God damn it. 

Now I’m sitting here writing, to sort of put it in perspective for myself. Or at least make something out of it. I’ll finish this and then go read. 

Welcome back to regular life.

[ja0-s-blank-canvas-fic]

Part 3 - Chapter 8 - End Of Term Exams: Whip Into Shape

Blank Canvas Part 3

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Happy Tues...-record scratch-...er, Wednesday! Yes, Wednesday! Happy Wednesday, dear readers! Apologies for the delayed posting. I recently got another promotion at work and I've got lots to learn for it. This past weekend though was...stressful. To the point that Monday when I usually do most of my editing before a post, I really needed a don't-do-anything-brainy day. And this chapter had more editing needed than usual so I wasn't able to finish it yesterday before work. But here it is now! :D And we should be back to the usual Tuesday update next time if life permits.

Warning for Midnight being well...Midnight. If you're uncomfortable with her brand of banter, read the dialogue with caution after the paragraph starting with [To be in character...]. Though the exposition paragraphs should be alright through the end of the chapter.

Linktree to all the things!    

End notes for the chapter are under the line.  

And that's part 1 of the exams! Most pairings I kept the same for similar reasons as the sports festival. As for who Izuku and Hitoshi would be facing, I was between Midnight and Thirteen for both of them. But looking over the ideas, I decided these were the better pairings and would be more interesting to write. If I had gone with Hitoshi fighting Midnight, I probably would have Sero still fail and then Hitoshi confuse Midnight mimicking and throwing Sero's voice or something. But again, I liked this match up so much more. :)

Side note, I do have a head canon that Sero doesn't have a filter in his mask just because of the shape. But I do know he gets knocked out in canon but Midnight taking his helmet off before taking him out with her quirk.

If you skipped through the fight though, as I said in the warning, Midnight is Midnight and tossing sexual innuendos and banter left and right. But Izuku is having none of that. Sero gets tossed away from danger and Izuku works on distracting her. Lots of dodging and stalling until the right moment. Because I didn't want just one of them to pass through the gate, I wanted them to go together which I hoped you liked. The imagery of Izuku riding through the gate on Sero's back was hilarious to me. I just had to. :P

Also it was finally revealed what Izuku wanted to deny. And yes, y'all were right that this was exactly what Nezu, and myself, had planned for Izuku's little 'assignment'. :P One of those things that is very much obvious but I refuse to confirm until the time came. But now Izuku has a taste of how manipulative Nezu can be even with those he enjoys spending time with. Cheeky rat bastard indeed.

Fun Facts About Japan:

Well, sort of. :P When it comes to taking tests, I actually don't know much. Reason being there wouldn't be anything for the ALT to do at school so they would have us spend test days at the Board of Education instead. But I've seen some when it came to vocabulary tests and such. The kids are very well trained in Japan to keep the test papers down as they pass them back down the rows. Some teachers also have them space their desks apart just for test time. Then when it comes to the tests themselves, the kids are silent. Like hear a pin drop silent. Same goes for when they have assemblies and any other times silence is called. Almost to the point of it being eerie.

Anyway, in the US, when it comes to multiple choice we have the options of A, B, C, and D typically. They do something similar in Japan except it's ア, イ, ウ, エ, and if they need a fifth option オ following the first column in the katakana chart. If an answer is correct, they mark it with a circle because as we've seen in anime maru ( 丸 , まる ) means correct. Some people would even turn it into a spiral and add petals to make flowers if it was 100% correct. For incorrect, sometimes they would use an X for batsu ( 罰 , ばつ ) but what I usually saw was either a slash mark through the wrong answer or even a check mark to let the student know to check the answer. Which is different from the US since we would use a check mark to say it is correct.

Oh and going back to maru and batsu, outside of a test but during the lessons, teachers would use hand gestures for those two. For me, I would use them when giving instructions for a lesson or review game. Things that are okay I would make a circle with my hands. Things that aren't I would cross either my hands or if it was a big no-no I would cross my arms at my wrists or mid fore arm. Which honestly became a habit and I still do it to this day. XD Probably always will same with the Disney point and the head bowing. Damn you, conditioning!

That's all for this chapter! Thanks for your patience. We'll have the rest of the matches next chapter though please know I won't be going into detail with all of them. Just the ones I feel need it. ^___^ Which should still be fun through hero-fanboy Izuku's eyes. Until then stay safe, be well, and continue being awesome!

[whiteteadreams]

Can I request something involving drummer Jeno with vocalist y/n in the same band? like maybe they're both working on a song but they can't get anything done because he keeps making heart eyes at her :D

My Heart Beats Like a Drum

Pairing: Drummer!Lee Jeno x Vocalist!Female Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Genre: Slice of Life, Friends to Lovers, Band AU (so non-idol AU)

Warnings: Fluff, mature language/cursing, suggestive at the end, mutual pining, Jeno cries, Haechan is a little shit, Bassist!Jaemin and Guitarist!Haechan, not 100% proofread

a/n- hi!! i hope you like the drabble, i love band AUs so this was fun to write! this was also inspired by jeno during the zoo stage, because fishnet jeno is one of my favorite jenos. 

He just couldn’t stop staring at you. You were just so pretty. The way your hair slightly fell in your face as you looked down at your paper. He only closed his eyes to blink, other than that, his sight never left you. Not even when he felt a guitar pick hit is cheek, surely from Haechan based on the snicker that he heard afterwards.

The hum that escaped your lips gave Jeno a sneak peek of what the next song would sound like, of course he’d have more input, as he was supposed to be helping you, but once again, he just couldn’t stop staring at you. Your fingers slightly tapped on the table in front of you, coming up with a possible beat, even though that was his job, as the drummer and all.

“Lee Jeno, I swear, if you don’t stop staring at me, I will shove that drumstick up your a-”, you started without even looking up from your paper of scribbled lyrics just to be interrupted by Haechan yelling.

Jaemin looked up from his bass and rolled his eyes at the always loud boy. “I’m hungry and bored! Let’s go do something fun!” He drug out the last half of his sentence and started pulling on Jeno. “You can Haechan, but I still need to finish the lyrics and the beat. You and Jaemin can go since you finished your parts. Jeno, if you want to go, I’ll try to write yours as well.”

Jeno shook his head, “I’ll help you finish the song, Haechan, Jaems, go ahead and go. Make sure you bring something back for us though.” Haechan giddily got up, happy to get out of the recording studio and Jaemin smirked and winked at Jeno, knowing about the crush the older harbored for you.

Although he was glad to be alone with you, he wasn’t sure about how to help you. He thought you were the most talented person to ever walk the Earth. His crush went deeper and was stronger than he’d liked to admit. Jeno had always made fun of the people who wouldn’t be able to live without that one single person, but now, he understood them.

You knew that Jeno liked you, it didn’t surprise you though, Jaemin and Haechan had also once had a crush on you, being the only girl in the band and always spending time together. Jeno’s crush however, has been brewing within him since the day he met you. Jaemin’s started when he realized that you wouldn’t take any of Haechan’s bullshit and Haechan’s started when you took your shirt off when the AC broke during a hot day.

Their crushes came and went, but Jeno’s stayed, he was the one that spent the most time with you. A piece of him wanted to believe that you liked him too, maybe even as much as he liked you. He was the one you always sent groggily voice memos of beats and lyrics in the middle of the night. He was the one you would call if you didn’t want to go to the grocery store alone, or any store for that matter. Jeno was always your first pick and he begged to the universe that his feelings weren’t just one sided.

He looked over at you after watching Haechan trip on his way out of the door and Jaemin laughing at him, only to see you already looking at him. He could feel the color appear on his cheeks, “H-hi Y/n” you chuckled a bit and said, “Hello Jeno”.

Trying to find anything more interesting in the room than you, he remembered his drumsticks next to him. They weren’t nearly as fascinating as yourself, but they would do. “Um, tell me about the beat you were coming up with”

Not even five minutes ago he couldn’t keep his eyes off you, yet now he felt like a child being scolded, like he had done something wrong. If it weren’t for the smirk your lips were pulled into and the mischievous glint in your eyes, Jeno would actually believe that he was in trouble.

“Why are you so interest in the beat now? Whenever I asked you something you wouldn’t answer.” He didn’t remember you acknowledging him at all, let alone asking for his opinion. He gulped when he saw your once sitting figure stand up from the couch and move towards him. “I-I don’t remember you saying anything to me though.”

Humming, you stopped in front of him and placed your hands on his shoulders, your realized that he was awfully tense. “I did, with you not answering I thought you were mad at me, but when I finally looked up, you were staring at me, almost drooling too.”

Jeno felt hot now, with you so close to him, and mentally cornering him. You knew and you weren’t giving him an easy way out.  Pulling at his collar, he looked up at you for the first time since he got caught. “I’m sorry.” He felt ashamed, he didn’t know why, it wasn’t like he was thinking about something perverted, not then anyway.

You traced your fingertips up his neck and to his jaw, you felt fuzzy inside when he nuzzled into your hand. The lights were dim, the only source of light coming from the warm tinted lamps on both sides of the couch. He looked angelic, like he was about to cry from embarrassment.

His eyes were wide and starting to well up with tears and his bottom lip was quivering. You liked Jeno too, but you wanted to see how long it would take for him to admit his obvious feelings first.

The first few tears finally fell and ran down his perfect face. “I’m so sorry Y/n, please.” Neither of you knew what he was saying please to, but neither of you cared. “I like you, so, so, much and I know you probably like Jaemin or Haechan more, but I like you so much and have for a long time.” The hand that was once on his jaw was now covering the middle of his face, Jeno was trying to use you to hide from you.

You tried to prevent it, but the smile your lips formed spread across your face before you could do anything else. Jeno took your silence as a time slot to ramble. “I-I just think you’re so cool, you’re really pretty, you have such a lovely voice, both singing and speaking, you can play damn near every instrument, even ones I’ve never heard of, your skin is soft, your hair always smells so good and your-”.

With Jeno’s eyes still covered, you placed your lips onto his gently. The gasp he let out made you smile into the kiss, the gasp and that he started kissing back. He took your hand off his face and laced his fingers with yours.

Slightly pushing him back, you straightened your back that was bent to his sitting level and crawled into his lap with your legs on the sides of his, so you were straddling him. You continued to kiss him, only stopping when he shyly asked, “Does this mean you like me back?”

“Yes Jeno, I like you back. I’ve liked you for awhile but don’t tell the others that you’re my favorite.” He smiled his signature eye smile and pulled you back in.

The sweet moment was ruined by none other than Haechan and Jaemin. Haechan was the first to speak up, “I can’t believe Jeno is your favorite! I’m funnier and cuter.” He stomped his foot and crossed his arms like a child that was just told ‘no’. Jaemin however, was glad to see his best friend get you after pining for as long as you all met, he also went with the more sarcastic response to the situation. “I’m guessing you guys haven’t finished the song yet.”

Jeno pulled away and shot his friend a dopey smile. “As much as I’m absolutely loving this little exchange, Suh called, we need the song finished by tomorrow.” With Haechan gagging once you gave Jeno, one last peck on the lips, you got up and went inside the booth. “What are you doing? Don’t you need to finish the lyrics?”

“I already did, you were just too busy staring at me.” Jaemin pinched Jeno’s left cheek as it grew red. “So, we’re just waiting on the beat and vocals?” You chuckled when his face showed how clueless his truly was in the process. “I finished the beat for you too, if you want to make any changes go ahead but it’s in that stack of paper on the table.”

The rest of the night was spent with Jaemin and Haechan making fun of Jeno has he stared at you through the glass the surrounded the recording booth. But they didn’t give you any slack when it was Jeno’s turn to record. He never realized it but when he recorded the drums, you watched him, very carefully. His arms, his face, his hair, him. The way he would sweat but still keep a face that showed passion and that he was enjoying what he was doing.

“About time you two losers get together.” The youngest of the boys next to you spoke up. “I’m happy for you and Jeno.” The other however, had something else to say, “Don’t forget about me Y/n, I’ll always love you.” Haechan’s dramatic voice rang out over Jeno’s drums and Jaemin’s sigh of annoyance, not happy with Haechan yelling in his ear.

“Well, my last run through was my favorite but I’m beat so I think I’ll go ahead and head out.” Jeno came out of the booth, wiping his forehead free of sweat with the back of his hand. The other was twirling one of his drumsticks, while holding the other. The thought of his fingers made you warm. “Yeah, I think I’ll go home too, why don’t we call it a night and put the whole thing together tomorrow?” Jaemin nodded and pushed a sleeping Haechan off of him.

Whining and grumbling, he got up from the couch and stretched, making sure to hit Jaemin in the face during the process. “Fuck off Haechan, I should be the one hitting you, you drooled on me.” “You should be thanking me, there are tons of bitches that would love for me to drool on them.” Their voices faded as they walked out of the room and down the hall. The last thing you heard from those two for the night was Jaemin calling Haechan gross.

“What do you wanna do?” Jeno looked down at you and waited for your answer. “I thought you said you were tired and wanted to leave?” He shook his head, “I wanted to get away from them, not you.” You stood up as tall as your tippy toes would allow you and light brushed your lips against his.

“Oh really?” He hummed and effortlessly lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his narrow waist. “What do you want to do now that they’re gone?”  Your voice sounded distant, as you were too busy feeling the taunt muscles of his arms.

When Jeno laid you down on the couch to take off his shirt, you whined when he became out of reach. But when he came back down, now shirtless, the three second wait was worth it.

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“Why does it smell like sex?” “Haechan, it’s because they fucked.”

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

hi, sorry if im disturbing you also feel free to ignore :D

i just got a 33/100 on my test and just had a meltdown, honestly really disappointed at myself but can i req mothman comforting reader about like a similar event happened to them ?? not forcing ofc, take care wifi <3

-💌

you're not disturbing me at all my dear!!! i'd be happy to provide some comfort <333 i did change it from a test to something work-related, i hope that's alright <33

~ * ~ Comfort After Failure HCs

Comfort

Warnings: Crying, self-deprecation, feeling like a failure :(

~ * ~ -The door slams shut as you enter your cozy home, kneeling to yank off your shoes. You don’t even bother undoing the laces before tossing them aside, letting them slump and fall instead of straightening them like usual -You walk quickly to your office, a paper clutched in your hands and paying no mind to the concerned chirp that comes from the living room -Childe watches you close your door, claws digging into the couch from worry at the lack of a hello and affection from you- normally you’d take a few minutes to sit down and scratch behind his horns and listen to him purr and purr and purr until he’d grab your hands and hold them in place, demanding more pets -But not today it seems, and Childe allows a quiet whine to slip from his mouth as he continues to stare at the door that hides you from sight -And you- well, you’re sitting on your bed, hunched over a piece of paper. How curious it is, how you’re suddenly frightened of a seemingly normal object. But it’s not normal, not to you at least, even though you desperately wish it was -You had an assignment. You had a report given to you by your boss himself and you failed, you disappointed everyone just because you couldn’t wrap your head around what you were supposed to do -Disappointment. Stupid. Failure. Your hands tremble as you try to keep your composure, yet tears still begin to well in your eyes -There’s a scratching sound at your door and a concerned whimper. Childe, it must be- you didn’t even say hello to him when you came in, and you bite your tongue to keep from sobbing out loud. You let out a noise of acknowledgement and the doorknob turns, your favorite moth monster poking his horns in -Childe yelps in alarm when he sees you holding back tears, hurrying into the room and taking a seat beside you, claws hovering around your shoulders like he’s asking for permission, which you gladly give when you lean into his arms -His talons brush through your hair as a quiet purr builds up in his chest, for comfort instead of happiness, and your eyes slip shut as you allow tears to drip silently down your face -It’s only silent for a few minutes though- soon you feel your breath hitching and catching and you turn to bury your face in Childe’s fluff, muffling your cries as he pulls you closer and presses his cheek into the top of your head -His rumbles make your frazzled mind buzz slightly and as if in a daze you attempt to mimic them with your own hums. Crying so much always makes you dizzy, and you despise it even while still sobbing your sorrows out- Childe’s rumbles are soft, grounding, and you cling to them like a lifeline -His purrs grow in strength and volume, steady, soothing, enough to get you to focus once all your tears are shed and you’re exhausted, and Childe looks down at you with his one eye, wide and filled with worry -He croons, leaning down and bumping his face against your cheek in a soft, gentle nudge, and you reach up and behind his horns, working your fingers through his fluffy ginger hair -For a few moments you stay like this, your hand scratching lightly at his favorite places and his chin on your shoulder. Your hand eventually trails from his head, down his armored face, and to his neck, humming with purrs; Childe’s rumbles draw a small smile from you and he trills happily, giving your cheek a quick lick -You laugh in surprise, but it quickly fades as your gaze drifts down to the tear-stained paper crunched between your fingers, smile turning to a melancholic frown -Childe whimpers, pressing his forehead against yours and cupping your cheek. Just as you’ve done for him before, the pad of his thumb rubs delicately against your temple as he stares at you, crystalline eye an ocean of distress that mirrors your own -You sigh. You really can’t hide anything from him, can you? -“Childe, am I…” You swallow thickly, “Am I a failure?” -Childe swears his blood turns to ice when you finally speak, not even daring to look at him out of fear of his answer. He can see just the edge of the paper clenched in your hand, covered in the dreaded red ink of “incorrect”, and irritation towards your both surges through him -With a gentle croon he scoops you onto his lap, clawed hands both cupping your face. His touch is light, enough to keep you grounded and give you the impression that you’re made of porcelain, elegant and fragile -He puts all his love into his coos and chirps, stroking your hair and fluttering one of his glimmering wings over your body in hope that you’ll understand what he’s trying to say -No. You’re not a failure, despite the red-marked paper crumpled in your hands, the tears threatening to spill over again, that awful, gaping feeling in your chest, like there’s a hole that’ll never close. You know why? -Because everyone fails at some point. Everyone fails at something, no one succeeds at everything, and perhaps this is your something, and that’s okay. In Childe’s eyes, you’ll never be a failure if you keep on living and being you, because he loves you, not what you’ve achieved -When you still look at your hands, Childe carefully tilts your chin up, towards his face, and gives you a true kiss -You look so surprised when he pulls back, but the surprise is soon replaced with a smile, your eyes shining with untold emotion. Childe croons happily and brushes his forehead against yours, claws intertwining with your fingers -With your newfound smile you ask if he’d like to get something to eat and when his wings begin to wiggle with joy you let out a laugh, swinging your legs over the side of your bed and hopping to your feet -Childe follows you from your room, chirping and cooing in delight over your happiness, the smile that finally reaches your eyes, and before you reach the kitchen he’s scooped you into his arms again, sitting down for some well deserved headpats!! -And that horrid little piece of paper, the cause of your grief, dyed red from so much ink, sits in the corner of your desk, scrunched and forgotten

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale’s Worst to best: Madrigal Family powers

So I got inspired and decided to make a list of the Madrigal Gifts and rate them from worst to best.

There are technically 8 gifts (alma and Mirabel technically don’t have gifts so they will be excluded)

Rules:

1. This is not about how powerful the abilities are. This is about what powers I would think I’d want and what I wouldn’t want.

2. I’m gonna be blunt about it

3. This is my opinion, take it as a grain of salt and feel free to share what your ranking would be.

8. Dolores’ Super hearing

This is the worst gift. I am 100% on that.

Super hearing on paper sounds good. If someone is in trouble, you can hear them. If you want to catch up on gossip it’s great. But we know how strong her hearing is. She can hear EVERYTHING for MILES. And as far as we know, she can’t turn this off. EVER. Can you imagine that hell? Imagine hearing every person in town taking a dump. Every couple having “relations”. Every private moment someone has. Now Dolores seems fine, but like I seriously doubt she is. I’m a light sleeper, so this would be sensory Hell! If this was adjustable and could be turned on and off. I would move this up much higher

7. Pepa’s weather powers

This is also not a good power. This is a curse.

Sure weather powers are cool, but not when they are tied to emotion. Pepa has to CONSTANTLY be calm and happy or else s*** goes nuts. Storms happen, rain clouds. Now for the power to be helpful she has to mess with her emotions.

COULD YOU IMAGINE THE CATEGORY 5 HURRICANE FROM HER GIVING BIRTH?!

But luckily for Pepa, this list is about powers I would choose, and thankfully. I’m a dude. I still have emotions, but I don’t have the extremes of emotion that would come from giving birth or periods. Plus, I’m a pretty chill person all things considered. It is still a massive pain to deal with, but compared to the hearing thing. I’d take rain clouds.

6.Bruno’s Future Vision

This isn’t as awful as the movie says it is.

The thing is he has to invoke the visions. This instantly makes his power better than the previous two. And his visions do come true, so we know they are accurate. That being said, they are also kind of vague and it requires a lot of components to use… so it’s honestly just mid

5. Luisa’s Super Strength

This is just super strength.

Aside from the pressure of helping people, there is no downside with the power. She can casually move houses. We know it doesn’t impact her physique, having it or not. So I definitely wouldn’t mind having this. Though it is a touch boring, but still a solid power.

4. Antonio Animal friendship powers

I want to talk to dogs.

Antonio can communicate with animals, and in the film it seems like any animal he talks to becomes his friend. Even Wild cats. So I think it goes a step beyond talking. I think Antonio befriends every animal. Which makes his power super cool. Though the problem is that I don’t have many cool exotic animals here that would make having this power super cool. So sadly this has to be here on the list.

3. Camilo’s Shapeshifting

Shapeshifting is a f***ing amazing power

Be able to control your size and appearance at will is always a cool power. Though the problem is we don’t know what the limits are. We’ve only seen Camilo turn into people. I think if he could turn into other creatures, he’d probably show that off. And If we go further he can only change into people he has seen. If that’s it’s limit then it’s pretty sad. That being said. Thanks to the internet I can see Billions of faces. I can Litterally turn into whoever I want. I can get into acting and pull off an amazing roll. I can commit identity theft. I can replace world leaders! But jokes aside, I would just be pranking people. It’s only this high cause it’s limited to that.

2. Julieta’s Healing Food

This power would make me learn to cook.

This arguably is the best power on this list. It can heal allergies and wounds instantaneously.

If my friend is sick I can LITTERALLY make him soup to feel better.

I can make a business curing diseases and healing broken bones with this.

Though in truth, we don’t know what limits there are. I assume the power can’t cure death. But love isn’t needed to heal someone. Since her food helps the entire town. (Which I doubt she loves everyone)

Though we know she has too at least cook. So I can’t just give someone a piece of toast and call it cooking. Which it’s the only reason this is number 2.

1. Isabela’s Plant powers

Obviously the best power

Complete control over plants. She can even make plants without seeds. She just has to imagine them.

I’d study up on some botony and bam! I got fresh herbs, Bam, Fruit! Flowers!

I can make vines. I can over run cities with plants. Go all Poison Ivy on these fools.

Yes I know her powers are emotion based too but.. she clearly gets control of it. Like it took one song and then she got powers that rivaled Elsa.

[welcometojackass2022]

I’ve got one! Which Jackass Guys

A) Don’t rlly like to play fight/wrestle

B) Likes to

C) Let’s u win to be nice :)

D) puts in 100% effort and tries to kick ur ass (AFFECTIONATELY)

~ I love these things! Also, thanks for including Preston and Wee-Man :))

This is a good one! No problem, I love Preston and wee man is cute as hell <3

Side note: i saw a complaint on here that I was clogging up the jackass tags with the asks I was getting, so I removed the tags from all of them. I’ll only be tagging these as “jackass imagine” from now on!

a) Preston Lacy and Danger Ehren. They don’t mind being playful, but probably wouldn’t like play fighting cuz they’d be scared of accidentally hurting you.

b) Steve-O, Ryan Dunn, and Wee Man. All three of them would like to play fight a little bit, but only the kind of play fighting where neither of you are really putting in any effort, and only for like a minute. Basically they wouldn’t mind doing it in a very playful way and as like a quick joke, but they’re not commit to the play fighting and they don’t expect you to either. Steve-O and Wee Man could probably pin you down and end the play fight right then and there if they really wanted to, though.

c) Chris Pontius and Dave England. Chris just likes seeing the look on your face when you win, so he’ll purposefully not put in any effort and let you win every time. He’d be like “ah man you win again, you’re too strong for me” but in reality he could throw you over his shoulder like a paper bag if he wanted to. Dave’s not very strong, so you’d probably win against him anyway, but he’ll let you win either way just to be nice cuz he’s a nice boy.

d) Bam Margera and Johnny Knoxville. Bam loves beating the shit out of his loved ones (Phil, you poor poor man), and although he won’t go quite that far, he’ll still put in as much effort as it takes for him to win. He does not like to lose, so he’ll punch, kick, and probably even bite you. If he loses, he’ll just brush it off as a dumb game, but if he wins, he’ll taunt you about it for a week. Knoxville’s a sweetheart, and he doesn’t like hurting you, but if you start wrestling with him, his instincts will take over and he’ll absolutely kick your ass. He knows you can take it <3 plus he doesn’t like to lose either, not that he’d ever admit that.

[astaroth1357]

Demigod MC Series: Athena

So. I have to deal with the virgin goddesses… By mythos, there really shouldn't ever be children of Artemis, Hestia, or Athena (yes, Athena was a virgin goddess). PJ got past that by making it canon that Annabeth and her siblings were born from cracking open Athena's skull (yes, that's also more or less the canon explanation). They gloss over it real quick but I remember, Rick. I've always remembered and that mental image has haunted me for years...

I can't, in good conscience, ignore the history around Athena's worship (call it an academic restraint) but I REFUSE to do the skull thing. So, since I make the rules here, I'm going with magic adoption. They still get magic powers, they're just more human than demigod. Cool? Cool.

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter, Athena

Lucifer

The human that popped out of the portal seemed to have enough sense not to attack everyone in the room for a change, but even Lucifer could tell that was more of a strategic choice than for lack of ability...

Their very existence was highly unusual… and quite worrisome. He wasn't even aware Athena could have "children" of her own, but apparently she had been taking in some particularly bright humans to raise and train like her own...

Unbeknownst to him, a surprising amount of human scholars, diplomats, and generals have her to thank for their trade… and that alone should speak to the level of intrigue at play here. 

Was this an accident or Athena's attempt to plant an Olympian spy in the Devildom too…? Either way, he didn't trust them from the get go…

Look, Lucifer isn’t stupid. Athena is a goddess of Wisdom and War and war happens on more than just the battlefield… 

Since they've shown up records have been going missing, official documents keep getting misplaced, and he swears that there's some kind of bug in the student council room...!

It's infuriating watching the MC suck up to Diavolo when he's almost certain that they're running their own agenda behind the scenes! And he can't prove any of it!! They cover their tracks too well!

Lucifer has one of those corkboards covered in newspapers and string in a secret wing of the Castle - 100% dedicated to just tracking the MC's activities…. The longer they're there, the more obsessed he becomes...

He swears between Simeon, Solomon, and MC he feels like a shepherd wondering why the sheep are growling… The Devildom has never been in more danger than it is right now... Send help.

Mammon

To be honest, he kind of thought that they were just going to be Satan 2.0 but that's not really true.

They're more than just a book sponge! Though they do read, like a lot. Let’s just say from one schemer to another… Game recognizes Game.

They come up with plans and ideas soooo fast, it’s insane! Honestly, there are times where he has a new money-making plot and he just brings it to the MC first to run it over. 

Nine times out of ten, not only do they sniff out any problems but they have a solution for him in a matter of minutes! His scheme game has been on point since they’ve shown up!!

They’re also even better tutoring than Satan is, so he’s even managed to get a couple A’s for the first time in his life! Lucifer actually told him he was proud (which he secretly recorded and now uses as a ringtone much to his brother’s regret...)

So yeah, he likes them... buuut that doesn’t keep him from thinking they act a little weird sometimes... 

Mammon: *points to a unused tower close to the RAD building* Over there is the Tower of Sorrow. We use it for storage.

MC: Ah. Interesting… *starts writing in a notebook, muttering* It may need a few minor tweaks but the location is defensible...

Mammon: *stops* Ya say somethin’?

MC: *looks back up* Nope! Say, you’ve been to the Castle a lot haven’t you? Do you know any good ways in?

Mammon: Uhm… Why do ya want to know that…? *starts looking around for Lucifer*

MC: In case of emergencies. I like being prepared. 🙂

Mammon: Look, I don’t know what Lucifer might’a told ya…

MC: I’ll pay you a thousand Grimm for it.

Mammon: Well shit, ya want those maps with or without color?

... Yeeeah, that’s pretty weird… But it’s probably fine. I mean, as long as they keep giving him money, who’s he to complain? 🤷‍♀️

Leviathan

Also thought that they’d be a lot more like Satan but was pleasantly surprised that they were into more than books.

What else did they like exactly? Military strategy!!

It’s been a looong time since he’s been able to talk to someone who’s actually interested in all the battles he’s fought, both in the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, and their curiosity is kind of flattering...! Not a lot of people take his strategic prowess all that seriously anymore...

Plus, they are the BEST partner to have any turn-based strategy game. Hands down. He once got stuck on a level of D-COM for weeks until the MC walked in and mopped the floor with the AI!! They have a serious head for probability and tactics.

The House once made the mistake of letting these two be on the same team during a Hell Game and they absolutely demolished the competition. Mammon didn’t even get a single shot off before half his team was lost to a rigged paint grenade… It took a whole day to clean up… 

However, Levi’s also noticed some odd things about the human… He likes that they’re interested in his past but maybe they’re a little… too interested?

Levi: -and that’s how we defeated the Four Horsemen before they escaped from Purgatory. 

MC: Wow, Levi that’s seriously impressive!! *furiously scribbling on a notebook*

Levi: Well t-thanks… 😅 But, uhm... are you writing that down…?

MC: Hm? Oh no, just doodling. *they lift up the notebook to show a bunch of cute little sketches on the page… and not the magic-based invisible ink all over them…*

Levi: Oh you draw too? Can you do fanart???

MC: Eh, sometimes. But say Levi, can you tell me about your naval ranks again? I’m still really curious… *gets the pen ready again with a smile*

Satan

Oh, it's been a long game of cat-and-mouse between these two… and unfortunately, it’s been pretty addicting too.

He honestly had every intention of tricking the human into making a huge mess do he could bother Lucifer, but at every turn they proved just a hair too clever for him...

He once gave them a cursed book to “lend” to Lucifer, but they saw through it the moment they touched it and lifted the spell before handing it over.

He rigged a podium to spray glitter during one of Lucifer's speeches but the MC disconnected the trigger mic before he even got on stage. It was pretty dang frustrating...

At one point he got so desperate that, just as a test, he tried to trap them in the House's Music Room. Fortunately for them, it only took a few minutes to work out an escape. They even passed by him in the hallway with a wink!

It's confounding! It's infuriating!! 

...and it's so damn sexy... He should be furious but he’s just in awe!!

Add on that they know their art, literature, and multiple different crafts thanks to the tutelage of their adopted mother and that’s it. He’s finished. This boy is in love.

Truthfully though, a part of him is 90% sure that they’re also gathering state secrets… Like, they’re watching Barbs and Diavolo far too close for comfort - but he just can't bring himself to care. 🤷‍♀️

The MC could walk into his room one day and say, "Hey, do you want to help overthrow the monarchy with me?" and he dreads it because deep down he knows that he wouldn’t say no…

Take some notes, kids. Some bad influences get you to drink or do drugs. Others pull you into a centuries long conspiracy to destabilize and topple rival realms from within… But he has fallen for their brain hard. Devil help them all…

Asmodeus 

They’re pretty clever, he’ll give them that, but uh… Are they a little off to anybody else?

Asmo is a charmer by birthright so he has a bit of nose for when someone’s just a liiittttle too nice… Not much of a nose mind you, because he can be thrown off by compliments himself, but enough to think that the MC might be a little too… “kind” for their own good...

First off, who wants to spend that much time with Levi?? They don’t even seem that interested in anime! They just keeping asking him for old war stories…

Then all the sucking up they do to Diavolo and Barbatos? Look, he gets it. Diavolo is a delicious piece of man-hunk and his butler could give him a lesson or two in sweet-talk (and he has), but they seem to be just a little too… nosy.

Of course, Asmo’s suspicions disappear pretty quickly after they start to spoil him with spa nights and beauty secrets they picked up from “casual research” into the subject.

And you know, get a little Demonus in Asmo and start massaging his back? Oh, sweetie he’ll sing like a bird!! … with gossip. Singing with gossip.

Asmo: So I’ve heard that Lucifer has been spending more time at RAD than usual… His whole club is talking about it, they think he’s meeting with some witch!

MC: Hm, is that so? *works on a knot near his shoulder blades* What do you think?

Asmo: Ooh~! Right there, MC! *purrs and lays his head on his arms* Well come on, this is Lucifer we’re talking about! I’m sure he’s just working.

Asmo: Hmm... though come to think of it, I think I heard him asking Barbatos for the spare keys to the Tower of Sorrow…

MC: Oh really? Huh. *works out the knot and gets up* I just remembered that I left some papers with Satan... I’ll be right back.

Asmo: You’re going already??

MC: *waves him off quickly* I’ll be right back, Asmo. *hurries out the door to do totally on-the-up-and-up things… surely*

Beelzebub 

Honestly he doesn't like this one… But not for the reasons you'd expect.

He agrees with everyone else that they seem a little shady, but Solomon and Simeon are too so it's not like that's anything new... 🤷‍♀️

No, no. He dislikes them because they're the person who FINALLY figured out how to keep him from eating all the food in the kitchen!!

Turns out that the trick was to put a teleportation charm on the fridge door that would send all the food away if it’s opened after a certain time of night… 

And where does it go? The Purgatory Hall fridge. And where does the Purgatory Hall food go…? The HoL fridge…

It doesn’t sound so bad until you remember that it means half of their fridge is now Solomon’s leftovers…. 🤢

After they put the same kind of spell on the pantry, it was all over… He couldn't get midnight snacks from the House anymore… Everything was contaminated by Solomon…

The MC is a nice enough person, he doesn’t have a lot of complaints about them, but he wants them to leave. Now. This is inexcusable… He’s so hungry… and he doesn’t want to die by “goulash” or whatever Solomon calls his latest culinary catastrophe… He’s still too young for death… 😓

Belphegor 

In a way, he absolutely could not have asked for a better person to help him get out of that attic.

… In another way, he got one of the worst possible people to try and kill... Like. They saw through his scheme sooo fast…

How was he supposed to know that the human had training in body language and sniffing out lies???

Getting the door open was a piece of cake for them. They knew enough magic to undo the seals and just rummaged around Lucifer's stuff long enough to find the key to the door. He could not have found a more competent individual for a break out, really.

It’s just… well he didn’t expect to go from locked in a room like a prisoner to tied up in enchanted rope, still like a prisoner but now mobile. 😑 

They even used his own hug ruse against him! They caught his wrists when they got close and tied him up before he could shake them off...

Admittedly, it wasn't exactly the best look for them either - what with walking Belphegor downstairs to the others like a one-man-prison-caravan but they're as silver-tongued as they are sly so they talked their way out of it beautifully… 

And like hell was he going to trust them after that!! And not even Beel liked them so something had to be up...

Well, you want a detective? Look no farther than Belphie (no seriously, it’s in the canon). He can put things together pretty fast when he puts his mind to it and watching the MC for a while gave him enough proof to work off of...

He always knew that, humans were bad news and the MC just proved it to him all over again. They are bad news, bad bad news and they’re going to-!

Overthrow… Diavolo…? Is that what he is getting from them…? Huh…

Wait a second, MC. You might just have him interested… 😏

[mqnasluvr]

skinship headcanons | genshin impact

pairings; jean x gn!reader, amber x gn!reader, albedo x gn!reader

mentioned; kaeya, lisa, huffman, sucrose

warnings; suggestive themes ( jean ), all lowercase, not proofread

word count; 1.7k but half of it is albedo

jean

jean is not the touchiest person out there, but she does enjoy holding you. not too big on pda either; the most you’ll get out of her in public is maybe a quick smooch on the cheek and hand holding🛐 other than that, shes quite reserved.

her hugs are very comforting, but the first couple of times it was awkward on her part. she was used to giving barbara and klee hugs, but this was different. she wasn’t sure where to put her arms, and if anything she got more frustrated the more she hesitated.

once she grows accustomed to it, she’ll be fine. she enjoys the warmth and innocence of hugs, especially if you’re taller than her.

like i said, in public she isnt very touchy. while running errands she does keep you close though, and enjoys holding your hand more and anything.

behind closed doors shes a little bit bolder, but still shy overall. she’s not sure if she’s moving too fast for you so she waits until you initiate any type of physical contact, then takes it from there herself. it took her a long time before she managed to get the courage to kiss you tbh

one time when you two were in her office, amber walked in on you “distracting” jean from her work.

“y/n, i have to get back to work, please,” jean adverted her eyes from your gaze, embarrassed. she kept looking at the door, mentally asking herself if the door was locked or not and getting more nervous as the seconds passed.

you sat straddled on the young womans lap, her hands loosely placed on your hips. holding her face in your hands, you guided her face back to yours. “you work for way too long,” you frowned. “and i’m bored. there’s nothing to do in here.”

“the library is just across the hall—“

“if i read another book my brain will implode.” jean sighed and shook her head.

“please indulge in me just this once? please jean?” she stared at you blankly, her resolve quickly deteriorating. a couple of kisses couldn’t hurt, could it? she looked up at the clock in the corner of the room, then back at you.

sighing for the umpteenth time that day, she nodded. “just for a little while-“

before she could finish speaking, you pressed your lips to hers hurriedly, not wanting to waste any time. jean barely ever separated herself from her work, and refused to accept help from anyone else. you almost never had time alone with the acting grand master— you weren’t going to miss your chance now.

the kiss was not heated whatsoever, just very.. clumsy. and needy. on your part, at least. jean tried her best to slow you down, gripping your hips as her face heated up.

“jean, lisa needs you for somethi- oh,” amber nearly dropped the papers in her hands, immediately covering her eyes with it instead. you whipped your head around and stared at the girl wide-eyed before she spoke up again. “d-did i come at a bad time? i am so sorry, i’ll um. i’ll go now.”

jean couldnt look her in the eyes for WEEKS

it was painful

but overall, she likes physical affection, shes just nervous :,)

amber

amber LOVES touching you!! she’s 100% okay with pda. she isnt as forward as maybe kaeya or lisa, but she’s still rather bold. sometimes she forgets youre in public too, which ends up drawing a lot of attention to the both of you.

when you two go out on dates she is always touching you. hand in hand, arm around waist, whatever. theres always some type of physical contact, no matter what.

it’s so PAINFULLY obvious that you two are dating but for some reason she didn’t think that anyone knew ?? one time huffman saw yall kissing in an alleyway u really aren’t slick🤨

she loves cheek and forehead kisses, but likes receiving them more than giving really. shes a hyper one, and these kisses fluster her enough to make her quiet down. ( it’s so cute )

she often picks you up to hug you, spinning you both around in circles in an almost bone crushing hug. other than those times her hugs are really soft, but the energy is still there. ^^

have i mentioned that she is affectionate?? because she really is. she does respect your boundaries though, but if you feel uncomfortable you’re going to have to speak up on it because she won’t notice.

in private her clinginess is amplified by 10.

“i’m trying to cook, amber,” you mumbled, struggling to stir the paste sauce in the pot. all you were trying to do was make dinner for the two of you, but around 5 minutes ago she came up behind you and wrapped her arms around your arms and torso. you could feel her bury her face further into your back.

“mhm, and it smells really good too,” she hummed. you groaned, and she just giggled.

“i’ll be done in like, 20 minutes, amber. you can hug barron bunny in the meantime,” you tried to pry her arms off of you but she started whining.

“that’s too long.”

“no, it isnt,” you turned around with a spoonful of pasta sauce, motioning for her to open her mouth. she slurped the sauce and gave you a thumbs up.

“see? its good, right? well it wont get much better if you keep clinging to me so much,” she stayed quiet, but at least loosened her arms around you so that it was easier to move. you lightly patted her hand. “thank you.”

“whateverrr,” she drawled, and you couldnt help but laugh.

the pasta was in fact very good

in the end, shes the exact opposite of jean, and youll need to slow her down a lot :,)

albedo

as far as physical contact goes, it’s literally the last thing you will ever find on his mind. he’s too caught up with other things to think about physical affection

he does love you yes, but he doesnt show it through physical means. he does more gift giving, like when he sees a pretty flower that reminds him of you while going out to find starsilver shards.

if you want a hug or anything out of him you’re going to have to initiate it first— it’s foreign territory, and it’s not something he’s particularly interested in, so he doesnt feel the need to indulge in it

however the first time you two cuddle you can tell that he’s hooked. and he does a terrible job at hiding it.

now, he insists that you sit in his lap while he is taking notes because it “helps him focus better” and because “he’s so lonely”

we all know that aint true lmfao

he also really likes it when you play with his hair. please play with his hair, especially when you want him to get away from his studies. physical contact is completely foreign to him so something as simple as a scalp massage will make him melt 🛐

whenever he refuses to get away from his work, sucrose always asks you to step in because he wont listen to her

“y/n,” sucrose quietly approached you as you conversed with kaeya. you turned to her and nodded, albiet a bit concerned. sucrose never really needed you for anything, what did she need now that she couldn’t do herself?

kaeya took this as his sign to leave, but not before giving you a quick pat on the head. “yes, sucrose?” you said. “did something happen?”

she nodded meekly, watching kaeya walk off. a little bubble of guilt formed in her stomach from interrupting. “ah, i need your help with something. you see, mr albedo has been doing research non-stop on a new thing that has caught his eye since yesterday afternoon. i’ve tried to get him to put his research on pause, but,” she adjusted her glasses. “he doesn’t listen to me. i was hoping if you could maybe convince him to take care of himself?”

you pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed. he was doing it again. but you couldnt really blame him, he was terrible at keeping his hyperfixations under control. “i’ll take care of him, sucrose. don’t worry.”

she visibly relaxed at your words. sucrose flashed you a smile of gratitude, then waved and walked off to finish her errands in mondstadt.

—

it didn’t take him very long to notice your presence behind him. you were practically glaring at him, but there was no true anger behind it. wordlessly, albedo turned around in his chair and looked up at you.

you crossed your arms. “albedo,” you started, and it took everything in him not to sigh at the inevitable lecture.

“sucrose sent you, did she not?” he propped his arm up on the armrest of his chair, leaning his face into his hand as he gazed at you nonchalantly.

“of course she did. why aren’t you taking breaks?” he turned his chair back around, but you sat on the desk he was working at. you placed your hand on top of his papers and he shot a glare at you. it didnt phase you in the slightest.

“i have work to do. it’s much easier to do it all at once than stop inbetween.”

“have you at least been taking care of your basic needs? when was the last time you ate, or drank water?”

your eyes softened when he looked away.

hopping off of the desk, you grabbed his hand and pulled him away from his work ( gently, of course ). he barely protested.

you started muttering about how he needs to take better care of himself while pouring him a cup of water and making him a simple sandwich. he was a bit disappointed in himself for making you worry, and ate the food you gave him guiltily.

you pinched his cheek as he ate, giving it a light tug. he slapped your hand away playfully and a bit of the guilt he felt lifted when he heard your laugh. “i’m sorry you have to go through this for me.”

you shook your head. “you just need to learn how to stop yourself. you’re smart albedo, i’m sure you’ll figure it out in no time.”

he finished eating his food and, uncharacteristically, pulled you in for a hug. albedo rested his forehead against your shoulder, relaxing even further when you weaved your fingers through his hair.

“...i’m sorry, y/n.”

“stop apologizing.”

“okay. sorry. oh-”

you laughed.