#and he's like... logical and honest when he compliments you

[mimi-cee-genshin]

Has anyone written an enemies to lovers fic with Tighnari? I'm just imagining how he was as a student and reader getting into sass battles with him. lol.

[lordprettyflackotara]

paradise || sam golbach

SMUT. minors dni fr. 18+ this one is ummm. i’d say it’s for the humiliation & harder kink leaning girls only !! i have so many fics in the work i promise imma feed all of the different fandoms that follow me🙏🏼 enjoy mwah !

How did one woman change Sam’s life so drastically?

How did you change his life so drastically?

Sam couldn’t escape you. He thought of you every day, the image of you burned into his mind. You were like a parasite, one that had buried itself into the depths of his brain.

It didn’t matter what he did or where he went. He tried everything to forget you. Or at the very least to think of you less. Sam felt like he was slipping, losing control of his own thoughts. He traveled wherever, trying to distract himself.

It didn’t matter where he went, he felt like he wasn’t in control of his own desires.

Logically, Sam knew anything he felt for you was wrong. Any filthy fantasy, craving, or romantic thought, was a sin. After all, you were Colby’s little sister.

Colby was only a couple of years older than you, the age gap one that originally steered Sam away from you. Growing up with Colby, you were always around. You did your own thing, preoccupied in building a simple life for yourself. You opted to be out of the spotlight, politely declining any invitation to be apart of their content.

But then, you disappeared for a few years. Sam hadn’t seen you since high school. You went away to an out of state University, while Sam and Colby both moved across the country to pursue being content creators. If Sam was being honest with himself, despite his current obsession, he had forgotten about you for a while.

After all, he was in the major league now. He had girlfriends come and go, hookups, anything and everything he could ever need. Sam firmly believed, at the time at least, he was in paradise. He was on a high, one that he thought he couldn’t be knocked down from. So when one of Colby’s cousins was getting married, he didn’t think twice about the invitation, nor being his plus one.They did everything together, both boys pretty much members of each other’s families. Everything should’ve went the way Sam expected it to, but it didn’t.

Those predicted thoughts and plans were all shattered the moment he saw you. You were borderline unrecognizable. Sam couldn’t figure it out, staring at you as you walked down the aisle as one of the bridesmaids. Your face had matured, a decent amount of your soft skin revealed in the dress you were wearing. Your back was almost completely exposed, the sight making Sam shift awkwardly in his chair like a thirteen year old boy.

He could feel the blood rushing to his cock, his face turning the faintest shade of pink. Was he really getting hard? Over seeing some skin? Sam mentally rolled his eyes at himself. He had seen much crazier things. Yet, the simplicity of your back was enough to send him in a frenzy. As you gazed over at the audience, your eyes met his, a small smile creeping up your lips. Sam delivered a discreet wave, your smile growing bigger at the sight. Your eyes then flickered back to the bride, your attention returning to the wedding.

Somehow, someway, for some reason, that made Sam jealous. Sam was not a jealous person. Or he didn’t consider himself to be. The after party was more Sam’s speed, the loud music and alcohol provided something he was used to. Sam didn’t drink often, deciding to stay sober for the most part. (After one too many drunken hookups, he learned his lesson.) He monitored Colby the best he could, the brunette talking up a girl Sam didn’t recognize.

Awkwardly Sam sat at one of the round tables, his phone dead and eyes glazed over from boredom.

“Sam?”

Your voice was like heroin.

Sam’s head perked up, his eyes flickering to yours. You sat down beside him, skipping the small talk and immediately trying to catch up. As you told him about your University adventures Sam couldn’t help but stare at you. Your elegant makeup complimented you perfectly, your pink lips moving a mile a minute. He hung onto every word, every time you laughed at one of his jokes.

The party was beginning to die down, older family members going their separate ways. You nervously bit your bottom lip, asking Sam a question he could’ve only dreamed of:

“Hey, do you wanna get out of here?”

Sam felt euphoric when you pulled him into the back seat of your car. When you placed your lips against his, when your small hands began to fiddle with his belt.

He remembered the sweet sound of your moans. The way you whimpered for him, begging for him to not stop. How tight your cunt squeezed him, the way your lips pressed against his with such passion. As if you had been yearning for him all of those years you were away. The way you looked into his eyes as you came around his cock was all Sam could ever think about.

Attempting to return to his normal life was pure agony. Having to look Colby in the eye the next day was a nightmare, his little sister’s mouth wrapped around his cock the night before. Attempting to continue making content was even harder, Sam’s mind wrapped around the memory of you. He tried to ignore it, but his fans knew something was up. The comments of concern grew overwhelming, the blonde deciding to take a break from social media all together.

Colby recommended that he try to take a well deserved vacation to try to get himself together. Colby didn’t think much of his behavior, figuring he was just in a slump. Sometimes making too much content was draining. He figured he just needed a long break.

Sam tried. Genuinely, he tried to move on. He visited Florida, the waves of the beach not enough to drown out the memory of your moans. He tried New York next, the tourist actions not indulging enough to get him to forget you. Every time he attempted to focus his mind would begin remembering, the sight of you falling apart on his fingers.

It was never enough.

He sat in his hotel room, contemplating booking another flight. Maybe to Mexico. Maybe that would fix it. He flipped apps to instagram, a picture of you showing up on his timeline. Of course. What were the odds? You were posing with a friend, standing in front of a picture of your University.

He bit his bottom lip, knowing his desire to come see you was absurd. It was reckless, completely and utterly insane. If you didn’t react well, his friendship with Colby could be entirely ruined. But what if you wanted him just as bad as he wanted you?

Fuck it.

Sam stood at the door of your dorm, becoming increasingly nervous. He could feel his heart beginning to pound, his mouth running dry. Admittedly he felt guilty about finding your personal information like this. Then having the audacity to show up at your front door unannounced. He almost thought about walking away, but then he heard your laugh. The mesmerizing sound of your sweet laughter.

Sam cleared his throat, before knocking on your door. It was quiet for a moment, the sound of locks being unlocked filling his ears. Timidly you pulled the door open, surprised to see anyone at your doorstep. Your eyes widened at the sight of Sam, shocked he was standing in front of you.

“Sam?”

Sam could feel his heart pounding louder, adrenaline running through his veins. He brushed past you, entering the apartment. You awkwardly closed the door, more confused than anything. “I know this is inappropriate but I can’t stop thinking about you,” Sam confessed. He ran a hand through his hair, pacing back and forth. “I don’t know why, but ever since that night at the wedding I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. It’s been driving me crazy,” He continued, rambling on.

You tilted your head to the side as you watched him pace back and forth like a madman. “I have tried everything in my power to move on. But I can’t. Your pussy is like fucking heroin, okay? And I can’t stop thinking about you and that night,” Sam babbled. His tongue was moving a mile a minute, showing no signs of slowing down.

“Do you know how many times i’ve jerked off to the thought of you? Just the mere thought? You’re so addicting that I-”

An awkward cough came from behind him, your roommate gawking at the blonde in front of her. She looked back and forth from you to him, as if she was trying to process what was happening. “This is Sam?” She asked, dumbfounded. Sam felt his face turn red as his eyes flickered back and forth from you to her. Your face was nearly as dark as his.

“Uh huh.”

“The Sam that fucked you at the wedding?”

“Uh huh.”

“The same guy who made you cum like five times-”

“Emma!”

Emma raised her hands in defeat, sliding off of her chair. “I’m going to let you guys uh, figure this out,” She said. You watched as she walked over to the stairs, nodding profusely and giving you two thumbs up. You refrained from face palming, turning your attention back to Sam.

Sam was tongue tied, to say the very least. He was filled with embarrassment, his red face telling you everything you needed to know. You approached Sam slowly, placing both hands on his shoulders. “Did you mean that?” You asked softly. Sam worked up the courage to meet your eyes, looking down at you. Your hands on his shoulders was enough to make butterflies fly around in his stomach.

“Mean what?”

“Everything you just said.”

Sam was dumbfounded by your question. Had he not been clear enough?

“If you asked me to get on my knees and beg you to fuck me id do it without a second thought.”

You bit your bottom lip, eyeing Sam’s body.

“And Colby?”

He raised his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side.

“What about him?”

You sighed, taking a step closer to him.

“Does he have any idea about this? About us?”

The blonde took a moment to rack his brain, searching for any clues he might’ve accidentally left. Obviously he hadn’t said a word to Colby, refraining from bringing you up at all. If he happened to bring you up, Sam would change the topic immediately. “No he doesn’t,” He answered honestly. You pressed your body against his, the room seemingly growing to a hundred degrees. “He’s going to find out eventually you know, are you going to be able to handle that?” You asked.

Handle being skinned alive by Colby? Piece of cake. An absolute walk in the park. Sam would do it in a heartbeat, all for you. “Yeah,” Sam agreed. His eyes darted down to your lips, the urge to kiss you overwhelming him.

“I think you should stay for a while.”

Sam couldn’t help himself, the blonde leaning forward and pressing his lips to yours. They were as soft and plump as he remembered, your arms wrapping around his neck. As delicate as the kiss was, Sam remembered a very important part of why he was addicted to you. You liked it fucking rough.

Sam’s hands slithered down to your waist, pulling you closer to him as if you were going to disappear. “Jump for me,” He whispered, his lips refusing to stray from yours. You did as he asked, wrapping your legs around his waist. Your back roughly hit your living room wall, knocking over a couple of photo frames off of a shelf. You gasped as you heard them clatter to the floor, Sam’s lips trailing down your face to the side of your neck.

“Sam be careful, I do have a roommate you know,” You whimpered, his lips preoccupied with littering your neck with hickies. His hips grinded against yours, your core beginning to throb with desire. “She’ll be fine, you can tell her about the five more orgasms I give you,” Sam purred, licking the side of your neck. His lips trailed up to your ear, nibbling at it gently. You groaned his name, tugging at his blonde hair.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” Sam confessed, his hips bucking against yours. You giggled, meeting his gaze. “You better fuck me like you mean it then,” You replied. Sam smirked at your response. He carried you over to the couch, tugging at the hem of your shirt. He needed to see you, to feel you. You both stripped each other, desperate to see the other one exposed. Sam tried to ignore his raging boner as he admired you.

“Fuck, you’re ethereal,” Sam praised. He lowered himself down to your stomach, teasingly pressing kisses down to your cunt. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, throwing your legs over his shoulders. Purposefully he fanned his hot breath over your folds, your cunt dripping in arousal. “So wet, this all for me?” Sam asked. You attempted to push him into your cunt, his head not moving.

“Sammy, no teasing, please,” You whined. Sam wasn’t one to deny you of that, lowering himself into your cunt. His tongue lapped at your slick like a starved man, rotating licking to sucking at your clit. Roughly he brought two fingers to your entrance, relishing in the feeling of your walls struggling to take his fingers. Your juices coated his chin, his eyes meeting yours. “How are you going to take my cock if you’re struggling to take my fingers?” Sam asked teasingly. You moaned in response, his fingers curling and hitting your g spot.

You threw your head back, squeezing your thighs around Sam’s head. A sharp slap landed on your inner thigh, a gasp escaping your lips. “Look at me, fucking look at me as you become a stupid slut for me,” Sam ordered. You had no room to argue, your body a slave to the pleasure. Sam matched your energy, providing you with the rough dominant rough sex you craved. You forced yourself to maintain eye contact with him, your sinful moans bouncing off of the living room walls.

“Thats right, moan just like that. Let Emma and all of your neighbors know who this cunt belongs to,” Sam growled. His fingers were merciless, a third finger sliding into you. Your hands flew down to his hair, tugging at the roots as a knot began forming into your stomach. Your eyes were threatening to flutter shut, every ounce of energy you had dedicated to maintaining eye contact.

“Awe are you close already?” Sam smirked, your orgasm growing closer and closer. He spread open your folds, admiring your cunt. “Fuck, i’m going to fuck you so stupid,” He grumbled, reattaching his mouth to your clit. His strong hands forced your legs open, your thighs trembling as you came. Sam’s lips were relentless, sucking and swirling around your clit as you came on his face. As you rode out your high you threw your head back, your heart racing.

Sam couldn’t hide his ego as he emerged from between your legs. “On your knees, slut. Now,” He barked. You scrambled to meet his command, your knees hitting the wooden floor. “Open your mouth for me,” He snarled. The moment you did so his cum soaked fingers were shoved in your mouth, all three of them. You did the best you could to suck them clean, the taste of your own juices coating your tongue. You swirled your tongue around his fingers, teasing him.

“Thats a good girl,” Sam purred in satisfaction. He removed his fingers from your mouth, eagerly replacing them with his cock. Your mouth was heaven, Sam watching in amazement as you began taking him further without a second thought. He hadn’t even needed to tell you to. “You’re so fucking perfect,” Sam muttered, grabbing your hair. He ensured to make it into a nice ponytail, before forcing his cock to hit the back of your throat.

The sound of you gagging was pure ecstasy. Sam admired as saliva dripped down the sides of your mouth. Down to your chin. Then pooling onto the wooden floor in front of your knees. The blonde couldn’t think straight as his hips moved on their own, lost in his own personal euphoria as he face fucked you. You did your best to maintain eye contact with him, tears flooding your waterline. “You’re such a whore, fuck,” Sam groaned.

He briefly yanked you off of his cock, watching you gasp for gulps of air. Saliva dripped down his cock, tears officially spilling from your waterline. Sam’s cock twitched at the sight, your mouth reattaching itself to him. Mesmerized, Sam watched as you sucked his cock, your tongue swirling and wrapping around his tip. Sam whimpered as his own high came quickly, the blonde yanking you off of him. Your name was a mantra as he came, jerking his cock in front of you.

You flattened your tongue across your bottom lip, his ropes of cum painting your face. You swallowed what seed landed on your tongue, the rest of his cum staining his face. Sam guided you over to the couch. You stood eagerly, awaiting his instructions. “Cmere, come ride my thigh,” He said plainly. You planted yourself on his thigh, a whimper escaping your lips as your clit brushed against his bare skin. You went to wipe off your face, the blonde grabbing your wrist.

“No. Ride my thigh with my cum on your face. Show me that’s how much of a whore you are,” Sam ordered. You grabbed onto Sam’s thigh for support, steadying yourself before slowly rolling your hips downwards. You couldn’t hide your whimpers, your clit overstimulated. Sam watched in awe, your hips slowly grinding against him. “Go faster,” Sam commanded. He didn’t want to be easy on you, he wanted to see you squirm.

Your thighs shook as you attempted to follow his command, your cheeks turning a shade of bright red as the humiliation set in. You weren’t going fast enough for Sam, his large hands grabbing your waist. His fingers dug into your skin harshly, guiding you to ride his thigh faster. “Sam- Feels so good, I- fuck,” You slurred. Your hips struggled to keep up with Sam’s movements, your eyes fluttering shut as you felt your second orgasm coming.

Sam could feel himself growing hard again at the sight of you, blood rushing to his shaft as you pathetically did everything in your power to cum. “Cum for me, now,” Sam ordered. Unholy mantras of Sam’s name slipped from your lips, your thighs trembling as you came on his thigh. You felt dazed, your body trembling as Sam’s strong hands held you in place.

He lovingly brought his hand to your cheek, ignoring the cum that was gathering on his thumb. “You think you can handle me?” He asked gently. You mumbled an agreement, lifting your head to meet his eyes. You grabbed his wrist, redirecting his thumb into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around it, swallowing his cum. “Filthy filthy girl,” Sam muttered, guiding you into the next position.

You found yourself on the couch on all fours, ass in the air as Sam admired you. Your arch was divine, one he had seen before and had been yearning for all of this time. Teasingly he rubbed his tip up and down your slick, lubricating his cock for you. His eyes gleamed with pride as you squirmed at the slightest feeling of his tip brushing against your clit. One thing that Sam remembered, on top of everything else, was that you didn’t like to wait.

Aligning himself with your entrance, he quickly pushed himself inside. Sam would be fine with taking things slow, allowing your body to adjust to his cock. But you preferred to be slammed into, enjoying the pain that ever so slowly faded into pleasure. Sam let out a shaky groan as he bottomed out, euphoria clouding his senses.

Sam had traveled all over the world trying to forget about you, trying to seek paradise. One that would bring him to the state of blissful peace. But as his cock brushed against your g spot, the sweet sound of your whimpers flooding his ears, he came to a realization. Sam’s personal paradise was being buried into your cunt. Nothing else on the planet compared to the way you squeezed him, begged for him, kissed him, moaned for him. His paradise, overall, was you.

The blonde began moving his hips, your groans growing louder. Your walls clenched around him as Sam picked up the pace, he began panting curses with mixes of your name. “You feel so fucking tight, shit,” Sam groaned. He leaned over further, grabbing a handful of your hair as his cock abused your cervix. “You’re mine. My personal cock slut, understand?” He growled. He pushed your face into the couch, his cum staining the fabric below you.

“Y-yes sir,” You babbled, your body on cloud nine. Your thighs began to shake with every thrust, your body overstimulated and complete putty in Sam’s hands. Sam’s fast paced thrust were becoming greedy, the desire for him to reach his own high clouding his judgment. “Look at you, staining your couch with my cum all because I told you to. Such a pathetic whore for me,” Sam rambled, his hands digging into the sides of your waist.

You could feel your final orgasm approaching, your waterline flooded with tears as they dripped down your cheeks. “Sammy, gonna cum, please, don’t stop,” You pleaded. You tilted your head back, looking up at Sam as he pounded into you. His hand left your hair, slithering down to your throat. He squeezed the sides, restricting your airway. “Go on then, cum on my cock,” Sam muttered, thrust away from orgasming himself.

Your walls spasmed around his cock, your eyes fluttering shut as Sam fucked you through your orgasm. You were seeing stars, your final orgasm hitting you like a ton of bricks. Sam pulled out quickly, his ropes of cum painting your ass and lower back.

He felt euphoric, the paradise he had been seeking right in front of him, covered in his cum. Your body was spent, your heart pounding in your chest as you came down from your high. Sam scrambled to find something to clean you up with, deciding his shirt would have to suffice. He wiped his seed off of your ass, gently helping you roll over onto your back.

A faint smile creeped across your lips, your mascara smudged and running down your cheeks. “The cumming on my face thing was hot, we should do that again,” You admitted, allowing Sam to clean your face. He chuckled at your confession, admiring your fresh face.

“I figured you’d like it.”

With all of the energy you had left you lifted your head, bringing your lips to his. This kiss was different, the desperation gone. Replaced with a certain sweetness and passion Sam hadn’t felt in a long time. His hands cupped your face, deepening the kiss. The sound of his ringtone, halted him from continuing. He mumbled an apology, digging his phone out of his discarded jeans.

“Oh shit it’s Colby, hang on.” Sam informed you. He resumed his place beside you on the floor, your soft lips leaving pecks of kisses on his shoulder.

“Hey brother, what’s up?”

“You want to explain to me why you’re at my little sister’s dorm?”

Shit.

[cemetery-sunset]

Cullen Family Helping You Through a Depressive Episode [headcanons]

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🧣Carlisle

- The most logical one to be honest

- Being a doctor, he knows how important it is to keep you healthy

- He keeps you fed/watered/nourished, makes you whatever food you want and brings it to you in bed

- Carlisle always makes sure that you have a cool glass of water on your bedside table

- He also helps you stay clean; he will offer to hop in the tub or shower and bathe with you, or if you asked him to he would just wait in the bedroom getting some pajamas for you

- He’ll brush your hair for you, but he’s not a very good stylist so dont expect anything more than a simple braid (and even that would look a little wonky lol)

- Offers to lay with you, if you accept he will hold you so gently and lovingly

- Continuously praising you and telling you how strong you are and how good you have been doing

- Sometimes he will read to you while you cuddle, any book you want 

- He's always there for you, he never hesitates to help you whenever you need

- Sometimes he knows when you start spiraling before you do

- He knows just the right things to do and say to help you calm down

- He’s surprisingly scared that you’re going to do something stupid if things get too bad. He hides his fear well, he doesn't want you to worry about him on top of everything else

- Always tries his best to help you and stay by your side for as long as you need

🐴Jasper

- He can feel that you’re feeling down, without you even telling him

- Never try to hide it from him, cause thats never going to work. He always knows what you’re feeling, and he is always on red alert whenever he feels literally any negative emotion from you

- Jasper is a quiet person, so he isn’t very forward or aggressive about his approach, his is more subtle but still very much effective

- He doesn’t really say a lot, it’s his actions that speak volumes.

- His love language is quality time and touch, so he is always by your side

- He is definitely the type to ask if he can touch you when you start to spiral. If you’re panicking, he asks to give you a hug; if you dont feel comfortable with that, he’ll just hold your hands

- Jasper has never been more grateful for his powers than those times when you feel so down and self hating

- It hurts him so much to feel all that pain and suffering you feel for yourself, and/or in general

- He enjoys quietly cuddling together, which always seems to improve your mood

- If things are really bad, he will hum some old country songs from his childhood, but thats very rare

- The biggest thing he does is to use his powers to help you, but he doesn’t do it to much because he doesn’t want to control your emotions, he just wants to help you know what i mean?

⚾Emmett

- My favorite himbo <3

- His biggest thing is to distract you and get your mind off of whatever is hurting you

- He will be the one to offer cuddles before you even ask, he hugs you so tight and starts talking about everything and nothing

- Emmett would be the first to help get you out of bed

- He would make a huge effort to keep you fed, he just wants to keep you healthy

- If you’re feeling up for it, he likes to take you on hikes in the woods. It’s a simple thing but it helps you focus on something else

- If you don’t want to get out of bed, he is perfectly fine just cuddling and watching something on tv

- He will whisper sweet things into your ear

- Telling you how much he loves you

- He focuses a little less on the actual situation and more on hyping you up in general

- Like he will compliment your personality and appearance. He will go over everything he loves about you and every single part of your body and tells you why he loves all of it

- He loves to cover you in kisses and doesn’t stop showering you in praises until he knows for a fact that you’re feeling better

🎹Edward

- Would either be the sweetest, most comforting man ever or a distant, super cold one

- There’s no in between, sorry about it :/

- Sometimes he would be almost suffocating with how worried and close he would be

- He wouldn’t leave your side for a second, always doing anything you need

- But sometimes it would start to make him start to spiral

- Like he would start to worry that he’s not good enough to take care of you and you dont deserve him

- After he sees how stupid that thought is, he sees how much you need him in this hard time so he steps up to the plate and starts doing much better

- He doesn’t know how to cook, but he’ll buy you any food you want

- He will gladly cuddle and praise you whenever you need

- Sometimes he will even play you some piano, to help you drift off to sleep

- He would surprise you with a song he wrote for you

- Even if he doesn’t want to force you to do anything he would persuade you to get out of bed

- Both of you sit at the piano and she will teach you a thing or two

- But usually he likes to take you on walks in the woods, his favorite thing to do is just lay in the field with you and feel the cool breeze and your warm hand in his

- It brings him peace. Being there with you and knowing that he’s helping you feel better

👑Rosalie

- She is similar to Jasper with the more subtle approach

- Rosalie understands what it’s like to have those really bad days because she’s had them

- She will help you stay clean and eat something

- Rosalie would take baths with you and brush your hair, doing it up in a beautiful style

- Usually people see her as the cold, stubborn type of girl, but she’s much more than that

- She knows what it’s like to feel that broken

- That’s why she offers her help in any way she can, anything you want, it’s yours

- It’s the little things for her

- Like she’ll make you a simple sandwich or just be cuddling with you

- A bunch of those little things just keep adding up and she doesn’t stop there

- She would bring you gifts to try to raise your spirits

- She’s a little awkward in her approach to showing you this much affection, thats why she does a bunch of little things rather than huge declarations of her love

- It’s more of an unspoken understanding about how much she loves you. But when times like these hit, she realizes that you need her reassurance and love more than ever

- She puts in a huge amount of effort into those small gifts and actions, just to make sure you know she loves you and will always be there when you need

🌖Alice

- I know that all of the Cullens know what it’s like to feel broken and hurt, its just that some know the feeling more than others

- Alice definitely knows that feeling

- Sometimes she sees that you’re going to have an episode before it even starts

- So she starts gathering all the supplies: your favorite snacks, blankets and anything else you need

- She is super worried for you but she hides it with her positivity

- She will give you makeovers and take care of you, without you even asking

- The makeovers are her favorite because not only is it a way to get your mind focused on other things but it’s an easy way to help keep up your hygiene with the showering and the self care she helps you with

- Sometimes, if things are looking really bad she will get really worried that something bad was going to happen

- Then she sees a vision of everything being okay in the future

- She very much enjoys wrapping you in tight hugs and whispering nice things to you

- Everything from “You’re so beautiful inside and out, i love you so much” to “everything is going to be okay, we’re going to get through this together. I’ve seen it”

🥀Esme

- Dare i say: she would take a much more maternal and protective approach

-  I dont want to say she forces you to eat and drink but she definitely makes you stay nourished

- She is more than willing to make you anything you want, she just wants to help in any way she can to make you feel better

- She will help you bathe and cuddle all day if you need

- Cuddling is her specialty, she makes it even better because she likes to sing quietly

- She likes to hum and sing you cute little songs until you drift back to sleep

- As much as she doesn’t want to force you to do anything, she does make you take regular walks and get outside every day

- The movement and fresh air are very important

- She will make a picnic basket and take it on a small hike, just the two of you

- Esme would gladly make your favorite food (or try to) and have a cute little picnic to take your mind off of things :)

[stu-dyingstudent]

Sakura Haruno fic recs: ANBU

AHHHH!!!! I love ANBU fics, especially when they involve Sakura. It was such a cool concept, which was unfortunately never fully expanded upon. However, our lack of knowledge regarding the shadow corps allows for some really cool fic ideas since authors can take creative liberty on the structure and workings of the division.

In my opinion, Sakura had the most potential out of team 7 to join ANBU (at least more than Naruto). It's all about being discreet and efficient and although she wasn't strong during og, she possessed abilities that would be valuable for this. Her clever mind, chakra control, and genjutsu potential would've made her a good fit. Naruto was too flamboyant and Sasuke was too reckless and cocky, but this is just my take. However, with her new skill set from her training with Tsunade, I don't think she would be able to go down that path anymore.

Started: 2024.08.06

Last Updated: 2024.08.29

note: feel free to check out my master list which has a bunch of Sakura Haruno fic recs (all organized)!

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Masks by mads999 || ao3 || kakasaku || E || canon divergent || complete

1. Sakura's Inner is far more diabolical than anyone ever expected 2. Crows prove to be cruel mentors 3. Sakura comes to learn exactly how much she hates Kakashi (as well as how alike they are, in the most terrible of ways)

Kakashi is a hateful turd and Sakura is spiteful! I hate this ship and I'm not a big fan of Kakashi here, but boy is this fic good. One of the best character developments I've read for Sakura and she certainly becomes of force to be reconned with. The ANBU lore in Masks is absolutely phenomenal and I love the whole system that is put into place as it adds for some drama (lol). Also, can we talk about how awesome crow summons are????

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Five Kingdoms for the Dead - Evil Is A Relative Term || ffn || M || canon divergence || complete

After the Forest of Death, Sakura comes to realize that being weak is no longer an option. However, she finds that change is sometimes painful and that truth doesn't always come easy. Luckily, she'll have some help along the way.

It's been a while since I've read Five Kingdoms for the Dead, but I just remember it being absolutely great! I'll be honest, I found a lot of the mind stuff pretty confusing at times, but it was still enjoyable. Also, some great characters are utilized in this fic such as Neji, Sai, and Itachi. Makes me really wish that we saw more of Sakura and Neji working together in Naruto since I think they compliment each other quite well.

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Trials of Change - Espoiretreves || ao3 || gen || time travel AU || complete

Haruno Sakura made a promise. Looking in the eyes of her Shisou and the reanimated Hokage, she took on the most important mission of her life. Go back in time and try to prevent the 4th Shinobi War. Now, Sakura is back to her 5-year-old body, with all the knowledge and haunting memories of the future. She vows to keep her precious people safe and stop certain events from happening, without altering the timeline too much. The trials her emotions and logic put her through have her questioning her very existence, but for the sake of peace, she has to push forward. No matter what.

Trials of Change is actually apart of a time travel series and I have to say that it is probably one of the best of the genre! Now, Sakura is not in ANBU here, but she works very closely with team Ro (Kakashi's ANBU team) and it's a huge part of the story, so I'm choosing to count it anyway. I really adore all of the worldbuilding and backstories going on here in addition to the fact that there are breaks. Yes, the story keeps moving, but there are other things going on, like playdates, and not just Sakura trying to save the world. Also, if you love Shisui then definitely check this out since he has a huge role and his and Sakura's friendship is just so precious.

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bite me and see, said the fly to the spider - MirrorImage003 || ao3 || itasaku || T || non-massacre AU || ongoing

In which Sakura is not initially a part of Team 7. In which she wears her failures like armor and brandishes her fears like her most trusted weapons. In which I do what hundreds of other authors have done before me, and rewrite Sakura's story. Non-massacre AU. Canon Divergent. Slow-burn.

After Sakura's first team, consisting of the graduating class's "expendables," dies, she joins team 7 and faces backlash along her shinobi journey. Sakura doesn't join ANBU until the later chapters so fair warning that there isn't too much content in that regards (unless it updates). Nonetheless, Sakura views ANBU as vital to her career as it offers her the highest clearance she can get. Gaining her opportunities for information her civilian-born status didn't allow her privy to.

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The Sixth Shadow - thinknicht || ao3 || kakasaku || M || canon divergent - eventual time travel AU || ongoing

No one seemed to find it odd when little Haruno Sakura threw herself smack dab in front of a Chidori and Rasengan. Not even Kakashi stopped to wonder.(He really should have.)

The story of how Sakura came to be the sixth hogake despite all of the challenges thrown her way. I especially love Sakura's drive in addition to the political aspects. However, be warned that Kakashi is an absolute HATER (in the beginning), but he gets better! The Sixth Shadow is extremely long and I only just recently got to Sakura's introduction to ANBU, so I can't say too much in that regard.

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Daughter of Fire - justjstuff || ao3 || kakasaku || E || canon divergence || incomplete (maybe ongoing)

Sakura got up and didn’t bother brushing the dirt from her dress. She had a feeling she was about to get even dirtier.She looked at the memorial stone one last time, memorizing the characters without even realizing she was doing it. It would serve from that moment on as a reminder of her determination. She wouldn’t let Naruto and Sasuke join the names carved on that stone.That was her nindo.

Sakura's growth throughout Daughter of Fire is great and realistic all while pointing out aspects from the original series which were flawed and dare I say misogynistic. I struggled a bit in the beginning to justify her abilities, but overall the story is really well done and the ANBU aspects are quite intriguing.

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cut the head off the snake - itsthechocopuff || ao3 || T || time travel AU || complete

when eighteen-year-old, post-war Sakura is thrown back into her tiny, pre-Academy body, she makes a decision. she'd had a childhood once already, and this time, she's more interested in Not Dying when the inevitable shit hits the proverbial fan. so she will work harder, care less, kill more, and smile when she's done.and hey, if she ends up reviving an extinct nature transformation to attract the most corrupt, power-hungry man from her timeline, all the better for her, right?

Such a unique take on a time travel AU and Cut the Head Off the Snake executes it perfectly. Sakura decides that her first order of business is to infiltrate ROOT and that's exactly what she does. Sai, Shin, and Shisui are all great characters and team Ro is present as well. Very good!

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Flowers - Idunmy || ao3 || E || kakasaku || canon divergence || ongoing

Flowers only bloom just before they wilt When Sakura loses her fight against Ino in her Chuunin exams, she questions her ability to ever become a kunoichi, too weak to protect herself, let alone her village One wrongful promotion later and Sakura gets a second chance in the shape of a mysterious new teacher who against all odds is willing to put her faith in a young girl with potential and a willingness to fight. Or- a fix-it inspired fic where Sakura grows to be the powerhouse she was destined to become.

Flowers is a newer series (which has recent updates) and I love it! Critiques are made towards the medical ninja training, which I believe needed to be discussed and it's refreshing to see. In most ANBU fics I've read, Sakura is immediately put onto the strongest team, but here it's a bit different. She begins on a demolition squad, which not only suits her skill set quite well, but is a realistic approach to how she would be introduced to the corps. Anyway, it's one of my favorite reads at the moment and I really like where the story is going.

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names. - waterpllar || ao3 || T || gen || canon divergence || complete

There are no names or faces in ANBU. Everything is designed to be strictly formal, efficient and professional. A recently orphaned Sakura, however, learns that some regulations aren't meant to be followed, and finds a place in Team Ro after being shunned from her former teammates. (fic prompt from anon on tumblr: orphaned sakura in anbu with yamato, genma, and team ro.)

AHHHH poor Sakura. After her parents' death Sakura seeks Tsunade's help out of desperation to become useful. Under recommendation, Sakura's new goal is to make it into ANBU.

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Equinox - FM_White || ao3 || itasaku || M || anbu AU || complete

ItaSaku (Post Uchiha Massacre) AU: Climbing through the ranks of Konoha, Sakura finds herself with the invitation to join ANBU and a chance to learn from one of the most renowned and legendary ninja in the world. Despite her efforts to grow stronger however, she finds the world isn't as black and white as it looks and that some truths are easier to hide than others.

I don't remember Equinox very well, but I love most works by this author sooo. Anyway, Itachi stays in Konoha and instead it's Sasuke that goes rougue. Sakura, Naruto, and Shikamaru are newly joined ANBU members and all placed on a team with Itachi and things go from there.

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stars in our eyes as we dream of the heavens (the gods walk among us, sweet child, do not forget) - snickiebear || ao3 || kakasaku || T || age-swap AU || oneshot complete

“Kakashi-sensei,” Naruto whispered, staring at his teacher, horror plain on his face. “You’re married?” Lazily, Kakashi looked down at his gloveless hand where his ring rested, “It would appear so.”

Sakura is born in the same generation as Kakashi and turns out as a badass ANBU married to him. This is super wholesome as it's a lot of the two of them bonding with Kakashi's genin team (Sai makes three) in an effort to help them out. It's a series so you can read more of the events taking place prior to the fic.

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Anachronistic Drift  - Elesrea  || ffn || gen || T || time travel AU || incomplete

Her plan was flawless. Save Shisui. Save the world. Time-travel, Sakura-centric AU

Sakura spends years training to be sent back in time and save the world from Sasuke. She isn't in ANBU, but rather poses as one in order to keep an anonymous status on her doings both in and out of the village.

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Sakura - lilac haze || ffn/ao3 || M || minasaku || time travel AU || complete

AU. Non-Canon. Time Travel. Please see inside for full warnings. Cross posted on Ao3. On his deathbed he was granted eternal peace and place to rest for all of time. Of course that was not appealing to him. Ever unpredictable to the end he had a counter offer. One that the Sage had to consider. In which Sakura's going to have a rough time. A really rough time.

Sakura is probably one of my all time favorite fics because the emotions are just spectacular. The story is pretty heavy on ANBU and ROOT aspects, which I always enjoy, but I wouldn't say it's a major focus. However, there is an emphasis on the unfair treatment towards kunoichi. Anyway, the characterizations and storytelling are beautifully done. Please share this author some love.

Check TWs before hand!!

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Hope y'all enjoy these recs, and please feel free to send me some if you have any!!!! I really appreciate when you do :)

[herejusttosufferalong]

Just a nice, warm thought I had today.

After some repeat views, I believe the BTS videos are probably the most revealing, honest glimpses we have into L and N's relationship. They helped me understand the dynamic a bit better. In the past, I was always slightly uncomfortable with how N would 'loudly' praise L, but his praise and hype toward N was not at the same level. I chalked it down to different personalities, L being somewhat guarded, and perhaps L providing more of a non-verbal support and comfort to N. Also, as other anons have said, N probably doesn't need the same level of validation - she is secure in herself, and in what she says about L. She didn't expect or need the same in return.

Even with this logical internal dialogue, I must admit, deep down it still irritated me. Why would you say so much and not have the other person reciprocate? What's the cost to him?

Anyway, my view shifted when I watched the BTS videos, particularly the most recent one. I realised that when L does not know he is being filmed, he matches and even surpasses his vocal praise and support of N. His reaction to the wedding dress being the most memorable. It's unsurprising that people on set feel the way they do - they get to see L and N like that all the time. I also remember a clip I saw from the Toronto red carpet (I think) when L and N are being photographed. He seems to say something complimentary about her dress and she says thank you looking down at the floor, almost as if she's embarrassed. In this instance, he didn't know his words would be lip read.

So all in all, I feel quite strongly now that L behind closed doors with N may be a very different person to who we see on camera. I believe that they must communicate in a very open way, and the balance of compliments and expressions of support are more equal than we might think based on their press tour interviews.

thanks for sharing anon

also just to touch on it, I think L's primary love language is 'words of affirmation'

N is obviously aware of this, whether consciously or not

I don't think that is N's and I would agree she is def more secure in this regard

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Idk if little au concepts would count for drabbles, but i have one :)

Prince and knight au, with either prince Lucio and his favourite guard mc, or royal mc and their favourite silly golden guard. Either one would be equally funny. Saving eachother from things like dragons to the spider that was a little too big to be normal right? Either way you can have free reign with details :3

Yamper anon :3

The Arcana Drabbles: Prince!Lucio and Bodyguard!MC

Keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and your bodyguard next to you in bed -

That's how the saying goes, right? Right?? He's right, isn't he, MC?!

Bodyguards are for making him feel safe. Being little spoon makes him feel safe. It logically follows that bodyguards are for being big spoon, right?!

You're not exactly sure how it came to this, to be honest. First, your prince wanted you to keep watch when he bathed. That seemed fair enough.

After several weeks of complimenting the poses he struck in his lavishly embroidered robe, your prince insisted on you removing your armor and keeping only your weapon when you watched him. The bathroom gets steamy, he said. The metal will rust, he said. You're leaving so much to the imagination, he said. You smiled and obliged, neglecting to tell him that you do maintenance on your equipment every night and that the metal was never at risk.

Then it was sharing his moisturizer with you. You're already in here, he's got more than enough, and you have such a nice face. Here, let him massage it into your skin. That's what princes do, right? They care for their people, right? Right??

Over time, his requests went from demands on your behavior to vulnerable questions about his own.

Does he look okay? Are you sure? Is his crown on straight? As he gets ready to walk into yet another ballroom.

Is the spider gone? Are you sure? Did it bite you? Are you sure? After calling your name so urgently the night watch came sprinting into your room in the servant's quarters while you slept. You couldn't see any trace of a spider, but you could see the fine tremble of a leftover nightmare.

Do you really have to go? Do you think he's a weak prince, if he doesn't want to be alone? When he's offering you the suite next to his, after seeing your room for himself during a surprise morning visit.

Does the queen hate him? Mumbled quietly into the space between you as you exit the throne room. You don't know if you should tell him about the rare smile Morga bestowed on you, and her roundabout way of telling you she likes who her son is becoming with you in his life.

Eventually, the questions turn into offers.

You can stay, if you want to. Your room is all the way across the hall and his bed is fit for a prince (hah).

You could take him out in disguise, if you want to. He thinks your friends and family outside the Palace sound interesting.

You could practice waltzing with him, if you want to.

You could appear at the ball with him, if you want to.

You could sneak away into the gardens with him, if you want to.

You could kiss him ... if you want to.

Up on her throne with a clear view through the window of the crown prince and his bodyguard, Morga watches her son go straight for the tongue as he inexpertly shoves the two of you into the rose bushes. She hides her smile behind an embarrassed wince and averts her eyes as Lucio indulges his shameless nature as far as you'll let him go.

Keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and your loved one cherished safely in your heart - that's how the saying goes, right?

[littlelambscandyland]

Four Versus One (Part One)

Platonic Yandere Rise Brothers x Fem!Reader

Warnings- Tv Self Awareness, Panic Attacks, Reader has siblings and a niece, Stalking (if you count watching someone thru a screen without their knowledge as stalking)

You lounged gingerly on the couch. Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles droning on as your niece starred in wonderment at the screen. You'd introduced her to the show as means to get her to stop making you watch (insert stupid show here). You told your sibling you'd watch over them the next few days as the birth of their second child happened. Today felt like it went on a bit longer. Tonight was the last night that your niece would be here.

 You couldn't say you didn't have fun. The show you stopped watching years ago was now, apparently, coming out with new episodes and you and your niece hyper fixated on it hard. With all that said, however, you were glad to get your space back. Glad to have your own little bubble of childishness without the responsibility of another human.

Deciding it was a calm enough scene not to be missed, you got up to get a well needed snack. 

Calling into your niece. "You want anything from the kitchen, chicken pop?"

She giggles at the odd, but well deserved nickname, and asks you for orange juice.

After pouring drinks and grabbing popcorn you made your way back to the living room. The scene had switched to Donatello's lab. They were making some sort of gun. Words like "portal" and "interdimensional travel" were being thrown around.

You wondered slightly as you laid the snacks out what this weapon had to do with anything. The episode didn't seem to call for it, but maybe you missed a more vital scene than you thought?

You thought a bit more as you watched the show how different it was from what you remembered. There were more fourth wall breaks and sometimes one of the turtles would randomly throw out compliments to the watcher.

Not that you minded the change. It was just different. Nice, but different.

~~~Time skip brought to you buy me writing this in my therapy waiting room~~~

You had successfully made the trade off of your niece, delivering her back into the hands of one of her parents. You'd cleaned up the house, and finally felt yourself relax.

You had turned the tv off for a little while. A part of your agreement with your niece to wait to watch the show again together. Obviously, that was a lie. You had turned the tv back on after cleaning. Ordering a pizza and deciding to have a "me night". 

There was something you noticed when you turned it back on though. The fourth wall breaks and the compliments happen more often. The plot seemed thrown out the window and everything seemed almost more mature than before. 

Because of all of this you made the executive decision to Google it. It'd been a while since you'd been a part of the fandom so you figured it'd be quicker just to get straight to the point.

You felt your heart drop from what you read. Confusion and honest panic grew in its place. There were only two seasons. That was impossible. There were obviously more. What had you been watching? 

"Uh ohhhhhh," You heard Leonardo's voice drone. "Hey guys, I thinks she's figured it out!" He calls his brothers.

Your eyes wide as the character seems to stare into your soul. The others gather into the screen. A mixture of smiles and anxiety are what stared back with animated eyes.

"I see. So she did... Ahem. Greetings, Darling!" Donatello says, clearly staving off his own anxiety.

"Hi..." You answer. You hoped this was a dream. Fear wrapped up into a ball in your gut. A feeling telling you to cut off the tv, to run far away and not look back ever again.

"Awww! She's so cute! Look at her eyes, they're so pretty!" Michaelangelo exclaims happily.

"We know dude. You're so cute doll. Really you are." Raphael addresses you with a nervous smile.

You look down in panic. The only logical thought is you had lost your mind. This is a dream, or you've snapped and this was a hallucination.

"What is happening?" You pant out. "This isn't happening. This cannot be happening..." Your breath ragged, and your voice hoarse. Tears gathering in your eyes.

They're faces shift in remorse and panic. Four animated eyes looking guiltily at you with frowns. Grimaces held by all as your body flies into a panic attack.

"Oh no, no. Don't cry, it's ok cariño. You're ok..." Leonardo coos at you in an attempt to calm you. 

The others gather in on the "comfort". They're words prove worthless as you spiral further. 

Finally gathering the courage you throw your phone at the tv in a frenzy. Perhaps not the best choice as the momentum and pressure crack your tv. Fizzles heard from inside the machine can be heard as the broken screen cuts off.

Sad for you, your nightmare doesn't end there.

[yesimwriting]

what have felix and lovie been up tooooo

considering i recently got back from my first ever trip to england they are extra alive and well !!! this would have been up sooner but i stopped to take a small break and fell asleep for awhile 😭

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The hazy feeling swirling through your body has made the rest of the world feel like mush. It'd take a strength you can't quite grasp to not lean into the sensation, so you let it take over.

Your eyes fall shut. You give yourself a beat to enjoy the feeling before lifting a hand to wipe at your face.

The world seems to shift. Something soft brushes against the side of your face. The feeling is so gentle it borders on intangible. "Y'okay?"

Felix's breath is warm against your ear, as gentle and fleeting as the sound of his voice. You shift back just enough to really look at Felix. He's staring at you, eyebrows pinched together slightly. "Yeah," you tell him, "Just a little tired."

He watches you for a long second, taking his time reading your features. "You're high."

The corner of Felix's mouth pulls upwards, a lazy smile that only adds to your haziness. It's hard to not reflect his joy. You can feel the grin tugging at your lips. "Not that high."

Felix shifts, not exactly straightening or leaning away from you, but he does lift his chin slightly. You watch him curiously, unaware of much until you feel his touch against your chin. His fingers curl beneath your jaw, thumb pressing against your chin.

The warmth of his touch is so consuming you can't bring yourself to wonder what he's doing. You're too distracted by the sensation to even react to Felix tilting your head. Sometimes you wish you could melt into him.

"Should never let you do anything with Farleigh." Felix's voice remains too light for the comment to feel truly passive aggressive, but there's a hint of something else there. You're too drowsy to guess at it.

Smoking with Farleigh while in Felix's room with several of his friends is hardly the most outrageous thing you've ever done. Felix was busy entertaining his other friends, so when Farleigh offered, you had been bored enough to accept. Besides, the joint had been passed around to over half the people in the room, and those that hadn't smoked had been too drunk to do so.

"I don't know," you mumble, "I don't think he's that bad."

Felix sighs, his breath warm as it the side of your face. "You complimenting Farleigh?" His hand slips away from your chin and onto your shoulder. "I've lost you, Lovie."

You shake your head once, fighting down a grin. "You're very melodramatic today."

He's closer than he needs to be, and you're terribly glad for it. Felix is always pretty, but now you can make out the little details. The golden flecks of color tinging the dark brown of his irises, the length of his eyelashes, the light splattering of freckles spread out across his cheeks and nose.

The corner of his mouth tilts upwards, a small dimple etching itself into his cheek. "You bring it out in me."

You're sure that the perfect, lighthearted response is patiently waiting for you to stumble onto it. Your lips part, but no words come. Anything logical feels far, like it belongs to some other version of yourself that's currently away.

"Are you tired?" The question is so genuine, an honest answer almost tumbles out. Sure, you're feeling a little more out of it than you thought you would, but you don't want to bring down the mood. You press your lips together and shake your head. "Really?"

You nod, keeping your expression as neutral and put together as possible. "I'm okay."

His eyebrows pinch together. "You want to lay down?" Felix straightens, setting his hands against the mattress. "For a little?"

While you have nothing against taking a nap in Felix's bed, the two of you aren't alone. There are people everywhere, leaning against Felix's desk and sitting on the floor. There's even a girl sitting on the other side of Felix, on the same bed he's telling you to lie down on.

"It's okay." You sit up a little straighter in an attempt to seem more awake. "I don't want to bother anyone."

Felix leans back a little more, his weight settling on his forearms. "No one will care."

No one will care if he lies down on someone's lap randomly. The thought almost slips out before you can stop it. Maybe you should lay down for a little. You nod, "Okay."

Felix places a hand on your arm, keeping you steady as you move to lay down. You set your head on his lap. Felix drags his knuckles against your arm, back and forth with a consistency that settles you.

You're in a place between asleep and awake when you hear someone mention some club opening in the city. Mira, the other girl on the bed gasps. "We should go--we should totally go." There's a beat of silence, and then she asks, "Felix?"

"Hm..." He hums, his hand never stalling on your arm. The last thing you can make out is someone repeating the question.

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[pinkanonwrites]

dorm leaders with an alchemist s/o who secretly used potions to look like a male but really, s/o is a female?

Sure thing! Just so you know these are all working under the assumption that the Housewardens knew/learned the reader was a woman before they started dating!

Fem! Reader, Fluff

On one hand, he thinks it's inappropriate for you to lie to your teachers, classmates, and friends like this. Do you not trust them? Did you not trust him before he found out? Because he liked to think the two of you were pretty close. Maybe that's why you ended up telling him. Lying is wrong, though!

On the other hand, he'd never go out of his way to spill your secret. His lips are completely sealed, and regardless of his own feelings about lying, he doesn't have your permission to tell anyone so he isn't going to.

Regardless of how you look, Riddle is shy about PDA in general, so don't expect many secret kisses or hand holding. But he's still willing to show his favoritism to you in your male form, often walking with classes to you or studying for exams side by side. He just likes to be near you more than anything.

Straight up doesn't even care. He'll raise a slight eyebrow at you having the guts to try and fool an entire student body of all-male, incredibly adept magic users, but that's about it. What difference does it make to him whether you're a dude or a chick? Above all else, you're his favorite naptime pillow, and that's what's most important to him.

He's not the type to tell anyone either, but Ruggie will probably figure you out just from Leona's level of comfort with him. He's not going to sit Ruggie down and explain the whole situation, but he'll let enough context clues slip that the clever hyena is able to piece a few things together on his own.

Subconsciously, he's going to get just the slightest bit more protective of you. Logically he knows you don't need his protection, seeing as you're a skilled enough mage to brew this kind of potion magic. But he's going to be slightly more aware of when you're roughhousing with your friends, one sleepy eye cracked open to make sure you aren't being pushed beyond your limits.

When he first found out he was really flustered (I picture him as the type who always has a bit of trouble talking to girls his age) but once he's grown used to the idea he's amazing at keeping your cover. He won't even tell Jade or Floyd, as he doesn't trust those two to be able to keep their mouths shut. 

Azul already had a crush on you before he even learned you were a girl, so nothing really changes on that front. He's not much for PDA either, but behind closed doors he's delightfully clingy regardless of what form you're in. He didn't even make you sign a contract to keep your secret, that's how smitten with you he is.

He never pushes you to show or stay in your female form for him. He knows you chose it to attend this school, but he's not sure if you have any insecurities about your appearance that you're trying to overcome, and the last thing he'd want to do is pressure you about something he understands all too well. Assures you that he loves you in both forms, and whatever makes you happiest is the best.

Tries really, really hard to keep your secret, and to his credit actually does pretty well! Kalim isn't the best at keeping things hidden, but for your sake he's doing his absolute best. He does tell Jamil, but only after getting your permission. Though to be perfectly honest Jamil would have figured it out at some point, if he hadn't already.

Has absolutely no problems about people knowing that you're dating when they assume you are a guy. He's shameless about PDA too, so whenever he sees you he wants to be all over you with hugs and kisses. He's like a weighted blanket the way he drapes himself over you as soon as you're within arms reach.

Your own personal hype man! Regardless of your form, Kalim has nothing but compliments for your appearance, your fashion, your magical prowess, how cool you are, et-cetera et-cetera. It can get a little overwhelming at times, how much praise he has for you. But never doubt that he means every single word!

Vil's first thought is how much this revelation opens up your style and outfit possibilities for him. He'd assumed that he'd only be able to work with a masculine style for you, this opened up so many avenues of communication! His second thought was that now he had to keep an extra close eye on you to make sure your secret doesn't get spilled.

Potionwork is the specialty of Pomefiore house, so Vil will most certainly be curious about how you are able to concoct such a perfect brew as to keep maintaining this charade of yours. He genuinely enjoys doing homework with you, scheduling little study dates to pick your brain and spend time with you outside of classroom settings.

Vil is the type to keep his relationships secret, both for the sake of his image and so you don't get mobbed by fans and paparazzi alike. So he'll be keeping your interactions amicable at best when the two of you are out in public together. In private however? Vil is openly vocal about how charming he finds you, regardless of your current appearance. Sure he may balk at your subpar sleep schedule and inability to commit to a regimented skincare routine, but his chastising is always laced with this unavoidable fondness.

He's sure he read a manga with this exact plotline before, how did the protagonist handle it again? Well, one thing is for certain, Idia will take your secret to his grave. He's almost paranoid about it, afraid that he'll accidentally let it slip literally every time you're brought up in conversation. But he never does, his lips are completely sealed!

He may not talk much to his classmates, but online is a different story. His new favorite pastime is bragging about you over voice chat to his fellow degenerates, making them whinge in pain at how above them he is with his super talented, super hot Player 2. And when he brags about you looking good as both a guy and a girl, they just assume he's talking about cosplay!

Since most of your date nights are going to be of the indoor variety anyway, Idia doesn't really have to worry all that much about PDA with you. Though his anxiety doesn't often allow him the luxury of making the first move to lay his head on your lap or toy with your hair, he's equal parts delighted and flustered when you take the plunge and make that first move for him. He's terribly touch-starved, so give him some affection.

He basically knew something was up the first moment he laid eyes on you. Your aura simply reeked of high-caliber illusion magic to him, but you didn't seem to want to cause any trouble so he let it fall to the back of his mind. He was very flattered that you trusted him enough to tell him the truth, even though he'd figured it out literal months ago.

The revelation doesn't really change the way he interacts with you though. He's head over heels for you and the playful banter the two of you often share while perusing the school's various gargoyles. Whether you're a man or a woman does not change the time he's enjoyed with you, and the time he hopes to enjoy in the future.

It's painfully obvious to everyone around the two of you just how much Malleus favors your attention. Lilia, who was also able to suss out your secret identity pretty quickly, is delighted that Malleus has found someone else to bond with, someone outside of the royal circle. Sebek and Silver are still unaware of your secret, and though Sebek seems torn on his opinions of you, Silver thinks you're the perfect match for his Master. So for the most part, you have the Royal Guard's approval!

[nori-the-cat]

RIIZE Lee Sohee as a Boyfriend

Remember, this is just my interpretation based on the tarot spread.

Cards: the world, the sun, strength, knight of pentacles, five of wands, and temperance.

First, he has such a good vibe. His energy is lively and positive. Although honest, he’s also careful. Doing this reading was a breeze.

These cards to me suggest that Sohee is the type to run to you when he sees you.

He is also the type to smile at pictures of you in his phone gallery. Then would laugh at the funny ones, but still compliment the pretty ones.

Sohee might also be the type to laugh at you when you have tomato sauce at the corner of your mouth, but would wipe it off with his hand.

I think he would use the “I’m a cool and mature boyfriend” around his partner (you). Or at least tries to be.

In terms of the appearance. He doesn’t have much to say. Though looks matter to him. Sohee doesn’t really care whether you have makeup on or not when you’re around him. But he loves a good amount of lip tint or a pop of colour. I do think he prefers “natural beauty”, whatever the case that may mean.

Sohee is mature yet childlike. To me, this makes him seems like someone who knows when to be playful. For instance, if he notices you feeling moody, he would crack a joke and make you laugh. His jokes are probably quite childish but not offensive or hurtful. Though I must say he’s blunt.

He is a romantic guy at heart. The hopeless romantic kind. But he doesn’t show it. He will probably try to hide it by showing his cool side. Quite sensitive too. But not emotional.

Despite choosing to show his cool side only. Sohee would most likely show his playful self. He would crack a joke or two whenever he’s around his partner (you).

He might prefer date activities that require some spontaneity or something that would bring him and his partner (you) joy. In a way, he’s a thoughtful guy. He would do something that makes him happy, but would ask you first whether you would want to do it with him. Pretty considerate I must say.

Second, in a relationship, he’s the enthusiastic one. The one who is up for doing fun things with his partner (you). He probably loves a good game night with his partner (you) or trying out new foods with his partner (you).

He and his partner (you) might have a playful and fun dynamic. There won’t be a dull moment with him. Lots of laughter and cute picture moments.

Third, he’s a sensitive and thoughtful guy. If a conflict arises, Sohee is the guy who might approach arguments or challenges in a relationship with compassion and understanding. He would patiently work things out with his partner (you) and willing to work it out. Though he would put you first, Sohee would consider how it would make him feel too. He’s logical, rational, and intuitive.

Adding to the points above, the card the Knight of Pentacles signifies reliability, practicality, and hard work. Sohee could be a dependable and responsible boyfriend. He might be someone who takes initiative and puts effort into making the relationship work. Despite his playfulness, he is someone who would take the lead or wants to be seen as dependable even though the one who wears the pants in the relationship may not be him.

However, Sohee might have a tendency to get into arguments, especially if he feels unheard or misunderstood. His whole personality surrounds, or at least love language is words of affirmation. He prefers someone who is honest, clear, and trustworthy. For him open communication and compromise would be key to navigating these challenges. He doesn’t like to waste his time overthinking things.

Once he’s in a relationship with someone who truly gets him and he thinks it’s going to be fun with them. He might be open to compromise and finding a balance between his needs and his partner's. He could be someone who is willing to grow and evolve within the relationship.

Overall, Sohee has the potential to be a warm, reliable, and emotionally invested boyfriend. He might value communication and connection, but could also be somewhat introspective and need some space to process his emotions.

In my opinion, he’s sweet, thoughtful, and attentive. Super fun too. But may need to work on dealing with his emotions. He’s sensitive, but sharing his emotions is something he doesn’t do easily. Would I date him? Yes.

[t4kara]

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I'll be honest, I don't exactly know how to write any of this properly. Since this is my first time writing it will most likely be quite bad so I'm sorry if there are any spelling errors or if it doesn't make logical sense, I'm also writing on mobile so the formatting might be different on other devices than how it is for me so, please keep that in mind! However, I'm open to any criticism in the comments! Also please don't post my content anywhere else (without giving credits)!

Enjoy~

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~ Cha Hyun-su (dating) Scenario ~

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Based on Season 1:

A Blessing

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You're both sitting in the quarantine room on the couch after Hyun-su came back from getting supplies due to Eun-hyeok and some of the other survivors request, during the supply run he had gotten injured by an monster.

Although he regenerates quite quickly you still decided to place some bandages over some of the wounds that would take a little while longer to heal. He told you not to waste them since he would be healed soon enough, you insisted saying it was the least you could do for him since the others didnt seem to pay his injuries any second thought, although you knew they were just scared of him and the chance he could possibly hurt them, you thought it didn't excuse the way they were treating him.

Once you had finished bandaging his wound the two of you simply sat in a comfortable silence, while you leant your head on his shoulder and gently tracing the scars on his right wrist, his gaze was following your hands movements, you knew the story of how he had made the scars and the reason as to why. When he first told you the story of them, he expected you to look at him disgusted at how he had done that. He thought you'd see him the way he saw himself but you assured him that it wasn't his fault for doing that to himself and that you loved him regardless of his scars and in fact you had even said you found them beautiful, like you did every part of him.

You'd never forget how flustered he was in that moment you told him that his scars were beautiful, his face was bright red even his ears were too. He couldn't even look at you, far to embarrassed since he wasn't used to compliments in general, yet one about something such as his scars, something so personal to him had made his brain go into overdrive and he had became a complete flustered mess. (although of course you couldn't complain because he looked adorable)

You were just subconsciously tracing his scars with your fingertips. You hadn't yet noticed how his eyes had shifted from watching your hands movement to simply admiring your face, the way your lips looked so soft, the gentle expression that your face held, the unspoken love that was swirling around your (beautiful) eyes.

He was sure of it at this point, you came into his live at the toughest of times, like a small light that had chased away a darkness that was trying to consume his soul and mind, he was convinced you was a blessing sent by a unknown god that had heard his silent prayers for something, someone, to save him. He was forever grateful for whatever god had sent you. He felt as if he didn't deserve you but he didn't want to let you go, he didn't know if that made him selfish but rightfully he didn't care either, he was grateful to have someone like you, someone like an angel and he was even more grateful that you had chosen him to hold your heart, to keep it safe.

He was sure that you were his one and only, his other half, his light to his own darkness that plagued his soul, you were his reason to survive, even if he was infected you was his reason to try and survive this new formed world. As corny as that sounded in his mind, he was sure that was the case.

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I have no real idea if this even makes any logical sense since I finished writing this at around 3am on a friday! But if it does and you'd like more leave a comment and a heart! (Or don't nobody will force you too!) Please remember not to copy or repost my work on any other sites and claim it as your own thank you!

Have a good night/day, lovelies!

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[ipostwhatiwant1202]

Rise!Turtle Boyfriend Headcanons:

Leo:

• ego either shoots up or is completely unaccounted for in your presence, no in between

• big fan of making you blush

• can say sorry but the execution is...questionable

• really cheesy nicknames that make no sense but it's fine cause it's him

• let him play with your hair

• constantly seeking your validation

• protective over you or is just like 'eh they got it'

• tries to be thoughtful

• will only do things if you tell him to

• remembers very very specific and strange details about you but is bad at remembering something you told him yesterday

• will read comic books to you in funny voices

• snuggles

• clingy clingy clingy

• no shame in complimenting you

• he makes jokes when he's uncomfortable but if you call him out, he tries (keyword: tries) to do better

• nose kisses

Raph:

• emotionally intelligent but sometimes goes overboard

• he just likes to carry you everywhere

• apologies? no problem. over excessive way of showing you how sorry? lord help you

• very basic nicknames but he makes a special one just for you

• loves taking naps with you

• love language is definitely physical affection

• protective and doesn't like to leave you by yourself places

• definitely feeds his ego if you tell him how big and beautiful he is

• will cook for you...it's edible at least

• very fasinated by your hands and kisses them all the time

• watch movies with him

• will always let you win when you play video games together

• no self control when it comes to expressing his emotions so....have fun with that

• horrible liar so he's always honest

• no shame in complimenting you but prefers to do it when you're alone

• loves when you sit on his lap

Donnie:

• physical affection? eh. words of affirmation? also eh. acts of service? king.

• keeps a log of all your likes and dislikes

• not huge on compliments but will not take his eyes off you when you're dressed nice (and in general)

• protective and possessive

• uses old terms of endearment from shakespeare

• secretly likes cuddles but can't initiate to save his life

• forehead kisses

• horrible at apologies and horrible at showing he's sorry...but he won't do it again

• does everything for you without even asking if you need help

• doesn't listen to you very well but if you start tearing up, that may get his attention

• refers to his projects as "our" children instead of his

• he may do everything for you but he will complain the entire time depending on what it is

• not emotionally intelligent but also..not not emotionally aware

• validate him/compliment his work and he will do whatever you want

• surprisingly very good at gift giving

• doesn't mind hugs if they're coming from you

Mikey:

• king of emotional intelligence and being logical about it

• prepare for the most creative dates of your entire life

• makes you all kinds of drawings all the time

• he's a little brother so he's used to getting his way...don't give in for the sake of world peace

• hugs all the time and cheek kisses are his favorite

• cooking king. expect extravagent meals and the best omelette of your life

• loves doing what you like to do over what he likes when you're together

• he also can't lie so he's also honest

• can apologize and show it...will definitely do it again though

• can't remember dates to save his life

• adhd so have fun trying to keep his attention when you need/want it

• cuddle monster...quite literally

• very fun nicknames and uses them more than your real name

• dr feelings and dr delicate touch are your worst nightmares

• loves when you tell him how cute he is

• protective but also cheers you on if you're kicking butt

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Your MBTI, Your Relationship With JJK Characters Final Part 8

ENTJ / ESTJ

you can find all parts here

a/n: Omg can't believe this is the last part of MBTI series, I'm glad that you enjoyed it and thank y'all for your requests 🫶🏻❤️. Thank you @deluluforcarlos55 for requesting ENTJ, also thank you @suchasecretiveninja for reading and being interested in all parts.

ENTJ

Ryomen Sukuna = Desires you

Your smart, ambitious and creative nature is a big turn on for Sukuna. He wants to use your qualities and strengths for his own advantage that's why he strongly desires to have and own you. ENTJs have a gift in achieving their goals easily without too much effort or stress. They are strong-willed with strategic thinking that makes them always a step ahead from others, that's exactly what's Sukuna needs. He likes challenges, so when his desire to control you is faced with your strong resistance, he would definitely turn it into a playful game of tag. He enjoys the thrill of hunting you down on his journey of making you his. ENTJs are known for their high sense of autonomy, so the more you resist Sukuna, the more he would get obsessed with you.

Geto Suguru = Husband.

A powerful couple respected and feared by everyone. Both driven by your desire for achievements and success. Despite being married you're still each other's best partners in business, working together to reach mutual goals. You heavily rely on each other in mostly everything. You're assertiveness compliment Suguru's smart planning. ENTJs has a high standard in men and Geto definitely met your expectations. You rarely have arguments in your relationship since both of you are good at problem solving without inserting too much feelings. Even though you too find it hard or rather afraid to open up you still try to be more open and show your weaknesses since you have protective sense towards each other. When you get extremely comfortable and in a goofy mood, you would act really extra but in a classy way.

Yuuji Itadori= A good friend

A source of motivation that's what you are to Yuuji. There's something in ENTJ that observes people, sees the potential in them and literally push them forward to master those skills. It's a big ick for them to see a wasted potential. ENTJs are fast learners with high intellect so they have no patience for slow and inefficient people, luckily Yuuji is a good match. His will to learn and better himself and his skills brought you together. You respect that kind of people; those workaholic who don't give up easily. Your different personality aspects moderate your relationship; he teaches you how to be more empathetic, grounded and you teach him how to be logical, prudent and sharp.

ESTJ

Toji Fushiguro= Boyfriend

A harmonious blend of extraversion and introversion but with mutual values. ESTJ enjoys being the center of attention, too focused on social status; something that Toji finds extremely attractive. You contribute to an organized relationship since ESTJs tend to be excellent organizers.Toji's rationality allows him to suit your personality, both of you are highly thinking individuals with judgmental sides. Two peas in a pot that's what you are. Both of you know exactly what you want from the relationship, also are brutally honest, luckily your self-confidence protects you from being offended. Toji is into the bratty type, so ESTJ would definitely be his type with your bossy and stubborn demeanor.

Megumi Fushiguro = Friend

You rely on each other, Megumi literally would trust you with his life. ESTJs are gifted with a natural sense of leadership that makes everyone around count on them. You bring structure and order to the group, that's something similar in Megumi's persona. Both of you have a difficulty to vocalize your emotions and feelings but your actions speak volumes making your friendship even stronger. Your friendship is balanced; Megumi is an introverted person with a calm demeanor so handling some complicated social situations might be hard for him so having an ESTJ friend would make it way easier for him. With your outgoing nature, you'd would take charge of those social energy draining settings. Overall you have a trustworthy, stable bond

Mahito = Enemy

ESTJs thrive in organize and structured environment, guided by strict rules, so having someone who tends to violate this harmony and chooses to be rebellious and inclines from following certain guidelines is considered a threat for the well established order that you set. To ESTJ, Mahito is a troublemaker, an individual that would only cause chaos and anarchy. Mahito's personality clashes with ESTJ authoritarian and controlling nature; creating and enmity and tension between you. Mahito's weapon is to try to spoil your plans and to-do list ,this would be faced with a negative and brutal reaction from you.

[iztea]

How do you get the ideas for your backgrounds?

mmm ideas.... sometimes i draw the background directly from a photo reference (the happy case) so there's not a lot for me to change and i can have a rather peaceful painting process

othertimes, the BG is tied to the subject/concept/scene I'm thinking of, so it only makes sense that i have that as the background

for example, for this fem skk art, i knew i wanted to have chuu kneeling in a crater after destroying a city so drawing that background was just a logical follow-up because i already had the entire idea in mind

Here, I wanted to have Akiangel sit on a building, watching over the city. The ominous sign with "the day of salvation" and crow came later after I found this picture on Pinterest, so they helped further develop the concept, but the main idea was there and so on

The third background option happens when my painting doesn't depict a certain irl scene or landscape, nor do i have any particular references i can use. In that situation, I first and foremost think about the general composition, the shapes, how they flow with each other, how I can tie them to my main theme and what sort of symbolism or little easter eggs i can throw in there just to keep it fresh and interesting for the viewer ( aka the person reading this aha ;;) :-* )

For this piece, i started with a big circle for the background, and then I started breaking it up in pleasing, cloud-like shapes and swirls that constantly keep your eye moving around the picture (i mean hopefully lol). The composition was inspired by a) Dazai's Mayoi card ofc, that trad Eastern illustration style with the circle and then branches of trees, and also .. kazuha's splash art ok i admit it bshsj

for this one, the roses came much, much later. Again, I added that sort of golden arcade to better frame the focal point or the main subject of the scene which was ofc her face and/or outfit. Then, since it still felt rather empty, awkward, and directionless, I tried finding a pleasing, spiral line that would compliment the already existing shapes and that would, again, move your eye all around the composition. I figured since her outfit already had those small roses stuffed in her belt, those curvy lines could become some bloody, spikey roses and boom! here are the theme and elements for you: blacks-roses-blood-deadly-sharp-gold etc. I then had her crush some of those roses in her right (ik it's the left hand shut up) hand to balance out the busier left side

and a last example, sometimes I draw multiple character poses in one piece and they sort of become my background. Yet I still have some blank spaces left so i gotta figure out a way to fill them out. Here, since the pose where he's all curled up was inspired by the TDIPUD light novel, i drew him as a "corpse" in a pool of blood, and contrasted it with some nice flowery-ish patterns and swirls that sort of come from within that bloody mess ( someone also mentioned it looks like a womb which I found very interesting as well ). The cats also helped fill out the space. On the left side, i added that swirly black sun that drips into three squares that gradually fill up with straight blackness and raindrops falling below inspired by the "a conviction that the sun will never rise again" line. I don't think I should go into detail with the symbolism cause it's pretty obvious and not that deep so i won't but yeah, and that's my BG all filled up!

I do this with most of my BGs, it's mostly just abstract shapes; I'm very fixated on making the overall composition look okay and for the piece to send a message ( most of the time ), so i don't think of backgrounds as a separate entity, they are part of an already existing idea, generally speaking.

This kinda turned into a composition discussion midway......... sorry about that....... To be completely honest with you, I have plenty of BG ideas, they kinda just spawn in my brain so i'm not exactly lacking in that department. Having to draw them and finding refs is the hard part for me

[rorywritesjunk]

Oh, go to sleep, Little Skylark. Fly up past the stars

After breaking your heart, Buggy is cursed to be a kid again. The last thing you want to do is be involved with this.

Rating: PG-13ish. Warning: A crying kid. Reader doesn't keep emotions in check a few times here. Also an adult lying to a kid because what else do you do in a situation like this? This story and how the Reader deals with Kid Buggy is different than the other Kid Buggy story. A/N: This is what I originally wrote before the other Kid Buggy fic. I decided to revisit it and tidy it up before posting it. This has no connection to the other story at all. Completely different.

Title comes from “Little Skylark (safe at home)” by S.J. Tucker.

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 TAGLIST: @lostfirefly @fluffybunnyu @plethora-of-fickleness @ane5e @valen-yamyam16 @lavanderdreamve

Chapter Three

You hit a wall at dinner. Your things were back in your room at the inn and you did not want to be in the bedroom again, but there was no choice. You didn’t want to leave the kid alone to sleep with the crew, and you didn’t want to sleep in the bedroom again, but you didn’t want to leave him alone at all. Not to mention when you looked in there you saw a photo of the two of you still on his desk and it took everything in you not to throw it out a porthole and into the water. Instead you stuck it in a drawer.

Dinner was an experience. You cooked what you knew to be Adult Buggy’s favorite meal, which to your relief was the kid’s favorite. He was excited to eat it, letting you know it was delicious as he shoveled the food into your mouth. You couldn’t help but smile at the compliment, even if it was coming from a nine year old. And while he regaled Mohji with a tale of his adventures on the Oro Jackson, Cabaji told you what actually happened.

Buggy was cursed by a witch after trying to steal some flowers from her garden. When he was confronted, he stuck his tongue out at her and called her old so she turned him back into a child. It happened so quickly that when Cabaji and Mohji went to look in the pile of clothes where Buggy was just standing, they found him as a child asleep in Buggy’s shirt. The logical thing was to bring him back to the ship and look for you for help.

Of course he would do something stupid like that. You thought as you rubbed your temples. This ordeal was giving you a headache.

“Why was he stealing flowers?” You asked as you picked at your food. You didn’t want to know the answer. He gave you flowers whenever the ship arrived at a port. Did that mean he already had someone else lined up that quickly? You pushed your plate away as your stomach churned at the thought.  

“He just said something about ‘Oh, she’d like these’ before tearing them out of her garden.” Cabaji told you as he ate. You glanced over at him.

“Who’s ‘she’?”

“No clue.” 

You no longer had an appetite and pushed the plate closer to Cabaji before you got up to start cleaning. So there was someone else. How long had it been going on, you wondered. If he didn’t want to be with you he should have just said something instead of saying horrible things to you. It still would have hurt but you would have preferred him to be honest instead of going behind your back. You glanced over at the kid. He looked pretty happy to have an audience to listen to his stories, even if it was just one person. How could a sweet kid turn into such an asshole?

After dinner was one more meltdown when he asked again when he’d be going home and you told him the same thing as before. It was getting exhausting. You didn’t have the energy for this and you were about to just leave and let Cabaji and Mohji deal with it, but a tiny hand grabbed the hem of your shirt and you looked down to see two bright, tear filled eyes looking back at you. Your heart ached at the sight. The kid didn’t know what was going on, he was innocent in all of this, not the adult. You rubbed your face and sighed. 

“How about a bath? Do you like baths?” You asked. “I bet that would make you feel better and help you sleep tonight.”

As soon as you said the word he was no longer crying, instead looking disgusted by the suggestion. It was almost comical and you suggested a bath again, but instead you two agreed on just washing his face and hands for now. You weren’t sure how long he was going to be like this and Cabaji had no more information. You really hoped this was just a 24 hour thing or something so you could move on from this nonsense.

There was a pile of clothes in the bedroom. You found a pair of pajamas for him and handed them over after giving his face a good washing. There was some lavender scented lotion that you accidentally left behind, and after he changed you let him rub some onto his hands and arms. 

“Smells girly.” He frowned. You rolled your eyes as you grabbed one of Adult Buggy’s shirts to sleep in. 

“Don’t say that.” You scolded him gently. “It’s not, it’s very calming and will help you sleep.” You changed tops quickly and looked over at him. “Captain Roger uses lavender lotion. Keeps him relaxed.”

The kid’s head whipped around so fast you almost thought his head would have popped off his body. He looked back at the bottle of lotion before he poured some more into his hands. You hurried over and took the bottle from him before he could make a mess.

“Really?” Buggy asked with a frown. “How do you know?”

“Because I know things.” You told him as you took some of the lotion from his hand and rubbed it onto your own. “I’m the captain, after all. Captains have to know a lot of stuff about other captains.” 

Buggy rubbed the excess lotion onto his arms some more before lifting his hands up to smell the scent again. “Guess it’s not that girly.” 

You tried not to roll your eyes. “Get some sleep. Tomorrow we’ll do something fun.”

He shrugged and headed for the bed, climbing onto what had been your side previously. You said nothing as you got onto your ex’s side, trying to ignore how his pillows smelled like him. You didn’t want to be here at all, but you had to help him as much as you didn’t want to. The kid seemed to kind of trust you, as much as he could in this situation, but you didn’t know if you could keep the story going forever. Tomorrow you’d find the witch and beg her to change him back so you could move on.

~

You didn’t really sleep. You dozed, waking up every time the kid stirred. There was maybe an hour of uninterrupted sleep before day break and when you woke up something was clinging to you. When you opened your eyes you hoped to see the adult Buggy so you could knock his head off his body, but it was the kid, clinging to you as he slept. This was no different than when he was an adult and you hated it. You didn’t want any of this. Tears sprang to your eyes and you covered your mouth to keep quiet, allowing yourself a moment while he slept. This wasn’t fair at all.

The kid started to stir and you hastily wiped your eyes on the blankets, hoping he wouldn’t notice, or maybe he’d start crying and the two of you could have a cryfest together. 

He looked up at you with a sleepy frown before sitting up away from you. 

“You sleep okay?” You asked as you wiped your eyes. “You want breakfast?”

That seemed to perk him up. He nodded and lept out of bed, taking off for the kitchen while you got out of bed and followed after him. 

He ate breakfast with gusto. You just sipped some coffee as you watched him, your brain trying to process having custody of your ex as a kid. You had to go find that witch today to get him turned back sooner rather than later. As cute as he was, you didn’t want to deal with a kid. It wasn’t what you signed up for when you joined the crew and then became his girlfriend. There was never any talk of “Babe, if I get turned back into my 9 year old self, please take care of me” because this was just something you didn’t expect to happen. And now you were no longer together and you were back on the ship and in the room where everything seemed to finally fall apart. You were focused on your thoughts, not realizing tears were rolling down your cheeks when the kid was suddenly at your side, touching your arm to get your attention. 

“What’s wrong?” You asked as you set your mug down and crouched down to his level. 

“Why are you crying?” He demanded. He actually sounded just a bit worried.

“I’m not, the coffee just irritated my eyes.” You lied as you wiped your face clean on your sleeve. You took a deep breath and smiled at him. “So, we got chores and things to do today. You up for it?”

Buggy smirked. “I can handle a few chores.”

“Perfect.” You said as you stood back up.

~

You crossed your arms as you watched Buggy help the crew with the cleaning and moving of supplies. It gave you a little break from him. Kids were exhausting, Buggy as an adult was exhausting, and the combination of the two drained you completely. If he cried again you’d just walk off the ship. Let Cabaji and Mohji put up with their captain now, it shouldn’t have to be you dealing with all of this. 

How long could you keep up this act for, that Roger was coming with Shanks to take him home in a few days? Maybe you could leave before it came to that, let the rest deal with the upset child. Or maybe the situation would solve itself by then.

Buggy walked past you at that moment, grinning widely as he chatted lively with the crew. He looked up at you, grin even wider. You sighed and smiled back at him as you trailed after him.

“So, enjoying my crew?” You asked as you took one of the two crates he was carrying. “They’re a fun bunch, aren’t they?”

“They’re alright.” Buggy shrugged as you headed below deck. 

You tucked the crate under your arm and ruffled his hair with your free hand. He turned and made a face, not liking that one bit. You chuckled. He hated it when you’d do it to him as an adult, so you only did it when he was particularly annoying on some days. You had tried to do it nearing the end of your relationship once, trying to see if you could get a bit of a reaction out of him to get him to talk, but the way he had snapped at you had scared you just enough that you didn’t try it again.

“What’s wrong?” 

You blinked down at the kid, looking confused for a moment. “What are you talking about?”

“You look sad.” He pointed out as he set the crate down. “Kinda like at breakfast. Is your boyfriend being dumb?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend.” You said a little too harshly, setting yours down as well. “I’m fine, okay?” 

Buggy looked a little taken aback by your tone but nodded, looking away from you. You felt like an ass and was about to apologize when he gasped in surprise.

“You have a lion?!”

Oh, right. Richie. Buggy hurried over to the cage, staring in awe at the large beast. The lion looked at him confused, wondering why the captain was so small. He looked at you for an explanation, but you just shrugged and opened the cage before stepping in. Once you were close, the lion pounced on you, causing the kid to shriek.

“Is he going to eat you?!” 

“No, no, he’s happy to see me.” You insisted as you ruffled his mane. “He’s a very fierce member of our crew, y’know.”

Richie wouldn’t get off you. He hated that he hadn’t seen you in a week because while Mohji took good care of him, you snuck him tasty snacks from time to time. That steak was one of the best things he had in a while and before you knew it he was sniffing and pawing at your pockets, trying to see if you had anything for him.

“Can I pet him?” Buggy asked. You managed to push Richie away long enough to agree, gesturing for him to come into the cage. “He’s not going to eat me, right?”

“No, no, he won’t. He’s very sweet.” You assured him. “He likes being scratched between his ears so be gentle.” 

Buggy nodded, listening to what you were instructing him to do. Richie leaned into the pets, excited to be having so much attention showered on him at once by the two of you. It was kind of nice having Buggy listen to you for once. Before he would have scoffed and had his hand taken off by Richie if he tried to pet the lion incorrectly. Maybe having him as a kid for a day or so wasn’t that bad.

[sendarya]

Hey, hi, I love your analysis videos and have loose floating thoughts and questions and no one with whom to discuss them while Good Omens slowly consumes all of my available brain space.

Would love to know your thoughts on these! I’m sorry if you’ve already discussed these somewhere and I missed it, I can go dig around if so.

Heavenly/magical working logic of Gabriel’s transfer of himself into the fly. When he’s Jim, his eyes aren’t purple, and he also says something like his head isn’t big enough for the type of memory Crowley is asking him to recall at one point? Is he an empty human corporation? If he’s himself but just without his memory, why are his eyes different and brain capacity different? Do you know what I’m getting at here? Considering the extreme care with which so many other aspects are handled by the showrunning team, this one still evades me.

Hell is super understaffed - where are the demons? 👀 Paired off with angels in some remote corner of the galaxy? Helping God with her next, more interesting project?

Thank you so much for all the time you take producing amazing, thoughtful, well-researched content.

Hello, and thanks for the questions, and for the lovely compliments!

I actually love your first question so much, I've added it to my list of things I'd like to address in a video if you don't mind? Probably soon-ish, as well. And happy to credit you for asking the question! It really got me thinking about how the entire magic system in GO's works, and the implications all of it has, something I can't recall seeing addressed before.

As to your second question, I haven't got a good answer. At the end of s1, Bee says there are millions of demons, but then they are understaffed (and on half rations), why? I will be honest and tell you that as of right now, I have o brainwaves on that topic, but will keep it in mind as well!

Thank you again for the questions! Stay tuned, hopefully I can come up with a satisfactory answer to at least one of them!