#another let's not say obsession bc that is such a negative word let's say another strong interest i have

[kindahoping4forever]

bts of Close My Eyes

[moonstruckme]

happy new year lovie!!!! i feel bad for requesting this bc just thinking ab the volume of ur inbox is a little overwhelming and ive gone a bit overboard 😭

but..... bodyguard!james finds out his mum is quite sick right before his shift one day and leaves to take care of her after letting reader know. he has to take the week off and reader is visiting and bringing them their favorite homecooked meals everyday (which she has memorised bc, bless him, james loves to talk abt his mum) and james is LOVEEESTRUCK. she's there, bright and early every morning (with a different bodyguard bc god forbid she leaves the house with no protection right in front of james' own two eyes!!!) with muffins and flowers and bags of food in hand :( james is enamored and so sweet on her!!!!! and reader is obsessing over how vulnerable and emotionally in tune james is at a time like this!!!!! i'm thinking maybe confessions are getting pretty hard to hold back by the end of the week ☹️🩷

thank you! (if you do decide to write this or if you dont for letting me ramble on in your asks x)

Don't feel bad my love! Thank you for requesting :)

cw: sick family member

bodyguard!James x fem!reader ♡ 1.3k words

No matter how many times James has visited home throughout his adult life, he always manages to discover something he’s forgotten about living there. Like how particular his mum is about the way the dish towel is folded, or which drawer the scissors are kept in, or the ungodly amount of door-to-door salesmen that come by on a daily basis. 

Lately, he’s being plagued by the last. He recalls them being vaguely annoying when he was younger, but James’ family is currently going through a difficult time that leaves one with somewhat frayed nerves. He very nearly snapped at a particularly tenacious primary school student selling chocolate yesterday. Not one of his finer moments. 

So when the doorbell rings while his mum is trying to sleep down the hall, James has to make an effort to reel his wrath back in before he’s even answered it. 

Funnily enough, any negative emotion completely evaporates when he sees you on the front steps. 

“Hi,” you say, looking apprehensive. 

“Hi,” James echoes. He opens the door the rest of the way, nodding to the fill-in guard you’ve brought with you. “Hey, Singh.”

Singh nods in return. 

“I hope it’s alright that I just came by.” You give him a sheepish sort of smile. “I didn’t even realize I don’t have your phone number until now. You’re always just…there.” 

James laughs, the mood that’s descended over him since getting the call about his mum lifting slightly. “Yeah, I suppose I am. What brings you out, sweetheart?” 

You hoist the bags you’re carrying a bit higher in your arms. “I brought some stuff for you and your mom, if that’s okay.” 

A tiny hand fists around his heart, squeezing pleasantly. “Course it is,” he all but coos. “Come on in. Singh, you alright to stay here and keep watch?” 

Luckily, the other man doesn’t think to remember that James is currently on leave, and so defers to him with a curt nod. James shoots him a smile as you come inside, closing the door behind you. 

“They put Singh on day shift?” he asks, taking one of the bags from you and leading you into the kitchen. “He’s barely finished training.” 

“He seems fine,” you say in your good-natured way. 

“He took you to a location that’s never been reconned without even bringing another guard to post outside.” 

“It’s your mom’s house, Jamie.” The smile is evident in your voice, sweeter even than the smell wafting out of these bags. God, he’s missed you. “I doubt he suspects either of you are going to try and hurt me.” 

“He should be prepared for the possibility,” James says, but he can’t manage to work any menace into his tone even to tease you. You tilt your head at him, mouth curving up to one side like you’re well acquainted with his particular brand of silliness, and he lets his grievances go instantly. “You didn’t have to bring us anything, angel face.” 

You flush a bit at the endearment, directing a soft smile down at his family’s old wooden table (which is great, because now James is in the position of being jealous of a table). “I wanted to do something,” you reply simply. “How’s your mom?” 

“She’s alright.” Not great. Not worse, which is always good. If the only thing he accomplishes in a day is that she doesn’t get worse, James can feel good about that. “She’s sleeping in this morning.” 

“Oh, shit.” Your voice drops to a hush like the breeze blowing through leaves. “I haven’t woken her, have I?” 

James grins. “No, you’re good. She can sleep through anything.” 

You lose a breath. “Right, well I brought some meals to last you a few days,” you say, digging some containers out of the bag. “It can all be heated up whenever you’re ready to eat, and—oh, also some flowers. I know it’s stupid, but I thought they might brighten things up for you two.” James doesn’t think it’s stupid at all, but you go on before he can tell you so. “Can I put these in your freezer? I brought some muffins for this morning too, if you want them.” 

“Yeah,” James says, the word leaving him on a breath. “I mean, yeah to both. Thank you.” He grabs several of the containers as well, showing you to the freezer. You both start cramming them in between things, wherever they’ll fit. He takes note of the food as it goes in, a heady warmth growing in his chest. “Did you make all of this?” 

You hum in brisk affirmation. “I had plenty of time on my hands yesterday. Turns out things are pretty boring without you around.” 

“How’d you know what to make? This is all—these are our favorites.” 

You turn to him, a tenderhearted sort of smile curving your lips. “You talk about your mom a lot, Jamie,” you say. “I know all her favorites by now. And the things she’d make that were your favorites, too.” 

James hadn’t realized he’d spent so much time rambling about his mum. It hurts his chest a bit to think of it now, worse to think that you’d been listening so intently. 

“This is only really enough to get you through a few days,” you go on, oblivious to his yearning, “but I figured I’d come back with more if you’re both alright with it.” You look at him as you pack the last of the food away, your gaze careful. “I don’t want to intrude or anything.” 

“You could never intrude.” James isn’t sure how he gets the words out, his heart ballooning until it’s nearly cutting off his airflow. The cool air breezing onto one side of his face stops, and he realizes you’ve shut the freezer. “This is just…so, so kind of you. I don’t know what to say.” 

“James.” Your voice is soft. Your smile has faded, and now you look at him with an unabashed, steady kindness. “You don’t have to say anything. I can’t stand the thought of you and your mom going through this. I wanted to help, somehow.” One of your shoulders comes up in a sheepish half-shrug. “Even if it’s really small.” 

He wraps his arms around your shoulders, and you hesitate only a second before bringing your arms around him too. You squeeze him tight. James lets himself relish the feel of it, lovelorn. “It’s not small,” he says fervently. “It really…it means a lot, sweetheart.” 

You only squeeze tighter in response. When he lets you go, your gaze is sad. Worried. You ask without prelude, “Are you doing okay?” 

James gives you a half-smile. The truth of it. “Yeah, we’re alright over here. It’s hard to see her like this, but I think everything’s going to be okay.” You nod, solemn in your understanding. “Sounds like I might be doing better than you, actually, if your company’s bad enough that you’re entertaining yourself in the kitchen all day.” 

You crack a smile at that, and James’ heart lightens. “Yeah, Singh’s no you. He doesn’t seem to like to chat.” 

“Ahh, so that’s why you’ve really come out here, yeah? You just missed me.” 

“You’ve caught me.” 

It’s said like a joke, but James’ pride inflates foolishly nonetheless. “I hate that I can’t be there,” he says. “Especially now that I know they’ve put Singh on my shift.” 

“He’s not so bad,” you laugh, heading towards the table. You fold up the bags. “Anyway, it’s more important that you’re here. And I’ll be back in a couple days to restock you.” 

James fixes you with a look as you start for the door. “You really don’t have to.” 

“I’m going to,” you say breezily. “Don’t forget to put the flowers in water, and the muffins are strawberry chocolate chip.” He grins. His mum’s favorite. “I’ll tell Singh you were raving about him.” 

“Oh, please do.” He rolls his eyes, feeling lighter than he has in days. “Thanks, angel.” 

You shoot him a smile worthy of the moniker as you go out the door. “See you in a couple days, Jamie.”

[astroidology]

some random astrology things ive noticed recently. (synastry & compatibility)

Sagittarius & aquarius, pisces & libra, leo & capricorn , cancer & taurus , gemini & aries , scorpio & virgo. Usually get along the best, you dont notice right away but have lots of things in common.

Moon in aquarius are actually very chill and very open minded. They can become friends with anyone really but only allow few people get too close. They rarely show any negative emotion so you may think that they just dont ever feel bad. You'd mostly find them with a blank facial expression, as if they were not there, which makes them really hard to read at times. They do have an ego tho, even more than leo moons, because they know how to deal with their emotions and are great at separating personal life from everything else.

Moon in gemini have a very child like energy just like sagittarius and aries, but they're a lot more introverted than one would think. Really important to talk about is how witty and smart these people are, literally mind blowing. They catch on things fast. They enjoy learning and once they know you're listening, they can talk for hours. Also they are true empaths just as much as pisces moons, if they care about you, they'll be careful with their words or just stay quiet to not make you feel bad.

Is not that venus in aries falls in love quickly, is more that they mistake the feeling of attraction with love. So they can say that they love you within the first 2 days you were meeting and it wouldnt be a lie per say because thats how they feel it, but then that feeling goes away on the 3rd day and they're gone. They do like challenges but also would not be with someone that is not interested in them because they need the constant validation, and if it's rejection after rejection, they stop chasing.

Now venus in libra does fall in love quickly because they tend to idealize a lot. So they fall in love with ideas instead of actions. Have such high unsaid expectations that are almost impossible for anyone to reach. And its always them thinking they'll never find another person that makes them feel loved after every break up and then they heal and fall in love again and break up and so on... also, they tend to stay in toxic relationships and they rarely break up relationships at all.

When someone's mars fall in your 2nd house, they'll like your voice or something related to how you pronounce certain words or somthing but they'll notice it and usually let u know for sure,,,,

Having venus-mars synastry with someone such as conjunction & trines (especially fire signs) will make you compliment each other a lot and it wont feel weird at all, it flows naturally, almost like it's part of the convo.

Taurus suns are really easy to spot because you'd find them having the same routine every day, they rarely try different things bc they just get used to it and are honestly very chill about everything too. They dont be talking too much or too loud but when they do, you know it's the truth, or at least their truth. They're also very blunt in how they communicate and does not take anyone's sht. If they dont like you, they'll let you know. Now if they do like you, they be all giggly and joking around. As long as u dont mess with their food or eating schedule, you should be good. Also, do not joke around too much cuz they may get offended or annoyed. If they have a bad day then everyone must have a bad day too lol jk they do have a strong aura to them and its just very easy to read them even tho they dont express too much.

Having 8th house synastry overlays (moon, venus, mars in your 8th house) are usually felt more by the house person. A little too much more id say. Unless u have synastry within your personal planets as well then the planet person would get to feel it too, but when it comes to that always pay attention to degrees, the closest the better. But yea it does feel kinda like obsession and its either your lovers or enemies, you too scared of opening up yet you feel like the other person can already read you like a book. And any interactions that you had with this person, you'll remember vividly. Jealousy and alot of possessiveness too. Honestly everything is felt way too much.

[danieyells]

Omg I'm so emo over the Rui lines 😭😭😭

I have no idea if he was already a flirt before he was cursed (highly likely) but it's be really interesting if he at least exaggerated his persona to be extra frivolous (I can't think of an English word rn but basically whatever is the equivalent of "charai otoko") so that it's obvious he's "Looking for a good time but nothing serious" bc he can't touch anyone but at the same time craves human connection so his best bet is to just be a chatterbox who everyone likes to hang out with but never expect smth deeper out of. Can see it with MC too like how he randomly asks her out on dates but if mc actually says yes he's like oh sorry you gotta get permission to go out of campus with me(one of the campus talks) like he wasn't actually expecting her to accept.

But then ofc he actually starts growing feelings and keeps inviting her to stay over so they can at least talk more 😭😭 his max affinity line 🥺🥺😭

Ngl I'll go crazy if in the Obscuary chapter he accidentally makes contact with mc during the heat of battle or smth and they find out she's not affected by it and then he gets obsessed bc wow finally someone he can touch without worrying about murdering bc he is very clearly touchstarved!!!

And the irony that IF by chance that is the case, then he can only touch her within the year bc by then either she's dead or they lift her curse and the counter effect is gone 😭😭😭

HE REALLY IS PRETTY TRAGIC LIKE. . .HE MUST FEEL SO LONELY. He has to stay away from people even though he clearly loves people a lot haha. . . .

Based on the line about how he used to go surfing and pick up women I assume he was a flirt beforehand! (I imagine the best way to translate チャラい男 would be like. Playboy? Maybe womanizer or player if you want a negative context.) Maybe not as much as now(or maybe he was even worse back then--he is attractive and back then he could touch people, so I can see him as the handsy type, or a total playboy who slept around a lot) but he was probably still somewhat similar! But I can absolutely see him playing it up more once he can't touch anybody because it's like. . .the only way he can express himself is through words and actions now, not touch. Even being too close makes him nervous. He doesn't usually go into the main building(it's so crowded he's worried about accidentally touching and killing someone) and Tohma said his movements are quite restricted(because, again, can't get around too much if you're a kill-risk!) so he must feel pretty lonely. . .but being the shoulder to cry on, being able to provide the service of running a bar(although it seems like mostly other ghouls show up), being the flirty friendly guy who's just out of arm's reach makes him extremely popular and well loved while also keeping everyone safe. . .it lets him have some company without putting anybody in danger.

Sure, his clothes and gloves probably keep him from really putting anybody in danger, but who wants to test that? The possibility of being able to touch somebody isn't worth the risk of somebody dying to test it. Valuing peace and harmony is one of the generalized traits of Obscuary students--if it means everyone can be at peace and be safe, then he can sacrifice his needs for physical contact. If it means his curse does no harm he can stay away from people.

But yeah it does seem like he, as flirty as he is, sometimes doesn't expect to actually be taken up on his offers. Especially when some of them are really extreme, like when he suggests you stay overnight and such. On the other hand, I think he would let you stay overnight. . .just in another room or bed. You can sleep with Lyca! He'll curl up on you like a big dog should. I think he would go on dates with you on or off campus, if you had permission. But i think he'd also be scared of getting too close. Because that's how accidents happen. Even with how popular he is among the general students, the general students fear ghouls and probably keep their distance no matter how much they like him, even if they don't know about the curse. That combined with, like you said, he's clearly not in it for a commitment which helps keep the safety of space. . .but that doesn't work with the pc. They want to be close anyway.

And his affinity goes up and he likes the pc more and more. . .he wants them around but also is so scared of what he could do to them if they get too close. . .why couldn't he just have been normal. He wants them close by. . .he starts to indulge. He says they can come over whenever they want. Let them in on his personal life a little. He'll talk, he'll listen, he'll feed them and give them someplace to call a second home. They're part of his little family.

He wishes he could do more. Even if it were just holding their hand.

But imagine if he failed that test of his curse's limits with them.

Then they'd be gone. And it'd be his fault.

I HAD THIS THOUGHT A WHILE AGO of something I wanted to write--Rui and the pc find that he can, in fact, touch them through clothes. And Rui doesn't want much like one might think. They convince him to lie his head on their lap and take a break from housework. And while he naps they carelessly touch him and die.

But it doesn't end in tragedy. I'll write it out someday haha. BUT YEAH I REALLY HOPE THEY LEARN IT'S ACTUALLY OKAY FOR THEM TO TOUCH IF ONLY A LITTLE BIT IN THE OBSCUARY CHAPTER. . .and then he gets one real good hug in. That's all he really needs. That'll keep him going for a long time, I think--I can't imagine him wanting to ask too much, just. One good, solid hug. It's support for both of them to get through their curses.

It's important to remember the ring too! It protected them when it was Hera's Snakes, I feel like it's gonna protect them from death somehow. It's stuck on their finger after all, it wouldn't want its host to die!

[adambja]

this is sort of long and i hope you know i mean well but i think i had to say this as a follower

i find it really frustrating you being so negative (by calling out drama on your page all the time, you post about your tapes with the hashtag void success and with that, your other asks too, all i see is your posts on the void success tag so there’s absolutely no useful info for me to grasp bc i follow you, i already keep up with your posts and don’t need to see it under the void success tag

so it would be helpful if you could stop using void success tag for posts that has nothing to do with “void success”

another thing

if you will stop talking about the hate, believe it or not, they will move on. The noise will die down, they are not obsessed with you to keep talking about you all day and night. If you can remove yourself from the situation (look at it through bird’s eye view)

you’ll actually see how that blog has let no wrong doings slide in the community ever since they got active.

Rosie left bc she kept lying to our faces all the time. Fleur who i genuinely think was a kind person also had some sort of talk going on, on that page but do you think she continued to talk about it over and over again on her page? no. She continued to help people, continued to get success stories on her page (which you are too, congrats on that)

Charm too cleared the air ONCE, when she was involved in drama, she moved on to do the same thing like fleur

charm had spoken up against unique and she left too (moonlight page didn’t exist then)

so you need to see that speaking up against wrong is important. That’s why they do what they do.

Why they talk about you even when you know you’re not doing anything wrong and only want to help:

People can’t afford your tapes and no one wants to shell out money when there are ample of resources out for free

Examples: pink purchased a custom void sub TWICE for us, with nothing to gain.

junfairykyu purchased a custom void sub and shared it with everyone, with nothing to gain.

konnie made a void sub with really good benefits for free (someone entered the void with it too)

i get that you also come across people who ask for too much, that are plain rude but to continue addressing them on your blog (yeah, tiring) we get that you had to deal w some terrible people but address it once and move on? why mention it in every other post.

(cause not everyone is greedy asking for more and more things from you, some simply follow you for advice, your personal experiences with the law and so on and so forth)

also;

you somewhat sound arrogant when you speak with so much confidence, (some (not i) might use the word cocky too) and of course i’m not asking you to do anything about it,

i am just letting you know as someone who’s also into psychology. (perceptions differ, you don’t have to agree (and i don’t mean to offend)

I know it’s up to you, your page, your rules but

as a follower i only say this cause i want to continue following you but if you keep talking about drama and how everyone is “greedy” then i guess i shouldn’t be here.

So if you wish to continue with your old patterns; let me know. Please don’t block me. I’ll unfollow.

Basically you should've came to my DMs

I love how you told me all this

The tag

it's connected to my blog I just can't change because of the posts I post here about the void

All these examples

I actually love these thank you for sharing these

But 😭😭 you don't understand what is happening people are lying to themselves about my tapes and coaching and I am just being dramatic

There's something about these patterns you are talking about - they aren't forced on me BUT I AM THE ONE CHOOSING THEM - because the first drama got me helping a lot of people and I am really glad it happened 💀💀!!

And I have been talking to myself about choosing something else like comfort aka just constant ignoring

Because it's literally marketing people are buying more tapes and coaching and I love coaching people that's why

I am free rn I won't be having that much time like rn on Christmas 😭!!

Also about the free tapes

Honey 😭!!!!!

It's available thru me via request thru my DMs

You can come and get it for free and I will never share it publicly

I won't block you - you aren't rude - you are just talking and I want this here (just talking) I really respect that - I am feeling good cause finally someone who got a brain is actually talking - NOT EVERYONE IS LIKE YOU

And actually I would love to know who is behind this anon mode 🫶🏻!

I am actually thinking about changing many things here so yeah I won't block you and if you wanna follow or unfollow it's okay - I am sure you will like my blog in the next few days - I've been preparing a lot posts during all that drama and they are already scheduled 😭😭😭!!!

And at the end I wanna say "greedy" isn't about everyone I never specified if it's about someone or everyone!

BUT AGAIN THERE ARE NO GREEDY PEOPLE THEY ALL ARE BLOCKED and like

People who are asking for the free tapes aren't greedy at all 😭😭😭!!! They are fine af - most of them are so nice!

Me being "arrogant" it's because I was just dramatic

And about the confidence yes I am so confident it should empower you not make you feel bad - also the why? It's because I know what I am doing + I know why am I here! So ofc I am confident about every single step I take here!

AGAIN I really respect how long you typed this and I appreciate you being so honest with me 😭

I PROMISE I WILL NOT EVEN TALK ABOUT ANY HATE ANYMORE ALSO THE OTHER POSTS ABOUT HATE AND GREEDY PEOPLE WILL BE DELETED 💀! DON'T WORRY ABOUT THIS

[chaoticgouda]

For Chime beloved!

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

CHIME... THE DWEEB...

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

Chime is the sort of person who cries more for others than for themself. In public, anyway - she feels vulnerable and unappealing while expressing negative emotions, and would far rather overindulge in positivity in order to avoid pushing others away or being a drain. So a particularly sad story will lead to a few shed tears and hugs, but it's not necessarily like... An emotional outburst, y'know? It's more empathy.

Injustice, tragic endings and abandonment make her cry the most, I'd say.

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?

Adding this sprite you drew bc i love it so much cero ghfgkdj

Chime is definitely wayyyy more of a lover than they are a fighter, let's be real here - Her default response is to fawn if possible [pardon the pun] and attempt to charm or sweet-talk their way out of any trouble. If that fails, then she's faster than she looks. If that fails?

Prepare to get clonked repeatedly in the head by a rock-hard pair of hooves while a frantic voice cries "Sorry, sorry!" over and over.

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

So Chime would probably tell you that their true dream is to join the ranks of the most notable bards in history, her legacy living on in the words of others for generations. But not through any old song or couplet. No, she wants to coin the most groan-inducing pun in all the realms. DND's equivalent of "Why did the chicken cross the road?" The paragon of parent jokes. That's the dream.

But really, the thing they want most is to feel that they belong. That someone will love her, all of her, without hesitation or resignation. Even when they mess up. Especially when they mess up.

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

The cop-out answer is "Any!", but they're partial to the time of year where the outer world gets a little colder and crueler, so people turn to one another for comfort and compansionship. Bringing in the last of the harvest, lighting the hearths, coming up with festivals and customs to make the long dark of each winter feel a little more bearable.

When she was younger, she wanted nothing more than to sit beside others and enjoy the simple joy of a log fire. The kind of ears-to-toes warmth that comes from a mug of mulled wine and a good story. That was happiness, to them.

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

I've already went over their fear of abandonment, so I'll go with... Being misunderstood. Whether through jokes not landing, having her more... Impulsive habits miscontrued as malice, or people assuming they're dumber and less intuitive than they actually are. People only seeing the entertainment and levity she offers to others, and ignoring her once they stop being so entertaining. A jester is only as funny as their last joke. And sometimes she's scared that she might be the punchline.

Mundane fear: Eating fish without obsessively dissecting it for those annoying little bones that stick in your throat and make swallowing feel like a cat is raking its claws through the soft flesh.

[nathank77]

6/10/24

6:40 p.m

I slept pretty well. I passed out in like 20 minutes.. which sucks...sometimes I think the new bottle of xanax is fake but idk. I got to set up my xanax for the next few days it sucks having to count it. I got to shower and brush my teeth and I'm going to play bo4 if it let's me. If not I may watch ink master all day.

I had a dream where I didn't sleep.

I woke up at 10 a.m needing to pee, I peeded and ate a think protein bar and took benadryl. I passed back out. I had a lot of weird dreams but I can't remember them but they were significant and I wish I did. One was about Elise.

I got the lozengers today before I woke up hence why I put in the order last night cause then I wouldnt have to go out.. I will try them when I feel my gums feel shitty later. I had therapy at 430 and scheduled my mri. Unfortunately in July was their earliest availability.... a day before my testosterone shot but at least it's at 4:45 p.m.

I've been thinking about Elise. If she ever writes to me. I'm honestly scared- she saw my tumblr at least once. If I was her I'd pick one of three approaches:

1) never talk to the guy, if i was in love with my husband and I didn't trust the guy.

2) talk to him if I was in love with my husband and never bring up tumblr or feelings and pretend I knew nothing about it.

3) or I'd write a fucking essay. Idk what I'd write. I did have feelings for you but now I don't. I love my husband and saw your tumblr and can't be your friend cause of your feelings. You made me hate you bc of your tumblr. You're obsessed with me.

What I'm most afraid of is 1 or 3. 1 because she would never talk to me.

Option 3 cause I mean I highly doubt, it's going to be a positive essay. I mean it's not going to be like I am in love with you and read your whole tumblr I feel exactly the same way. It's prob going to be more like- I read your tumblr and I don't feel the same way. Maybe I did but it changed bc of your tumblr. I'm married and you writing about me makes me uncomfortable and feel like you're obsessed with me. What you're doing isn't normal. I can't know you, I wish you the best.

I'm terrified. I'd do one 1 of the 3 and if I acknowledged tumblr I'd have a pre planned written out essay I've been working on for months and idk if it would be a positive one. I mean I try to put myself in someone shoes... and I mean the essay could be like I feel the same way I want to take it slow. I read every word but I mean that's me being stupidly hopeful.... I imagine it's going to be negative and basically say I can't know you. I wish you the best.

I don't even want to hear from her if it's like that it'll break my heart to finally see her name on my phone and then to have it end again.

It already ended. I can't have another ending before it even started.

[missmeinyourbones]

hcs for how you think the aot boys would help an insecure s/o pleaseeee

aot boys x helping insecure!reader

DISCLAIMER: potential trigger warning! nothing too heavy, but just talks and mentions of reader being insecure, not liking their body/appearance, all of that icky stuff. please do not read if you think you might be bothered or triggered by it!

eren is mad LOL not at you but at the whole situation in general. he just does not tolerate anything you say about yourself if it has a negative connotation behind it. ur looking in the mirror and ur like "ugh, i hate my nose" and without hesitation he's like "nothing is wrong with your nose." he wants to FIGHT ur brain for making u think these thoughts. in regards to helping you, i think he uses physical touch. like with the nose example, he might kiss it more often just so you know how much he loves it and you

armin is no stranger to insecurity but he is genuinely GAGGED when you tell him you don't like something or are insecure about an aspect of yourself. like he's speechless. because he is genuinely obsessed with everything about you. i think it makes him a little oblivious bc you'll be like "ugh i feel so insecure about my body" and he'll be like "but i like ur body :)" he doesn't really understand that his compliments and praise only go so far and that self love is a whole different journey lol but he's always willing to listen and compliment you :)

you mention you're feeling insecure one time to jean and he immediately wants to bawl his eyes out LMFAO he feels like he failed as a boyfriend for letting you feel this way :( mentally he's like wow wtf how could they ever think that? i must not be telling them i love them enough :( once he's over that i think he's really good with reassuring you / taking you out of your comfort zone as subtly as he can. he becomes a lot more observant about conversations and general things regarding whatever it is ur insecure about. like if you say you don't like your eyes he makes sure to buy you something that matches the color of them so you can be like "wow its so pretty" and he's like "yeah, just like ur eyes" CUTE

connie asks you what ur biggest insecurity is and then gets mad when you have an answer LOL he's looking you dead in ur eyes and saying "why would you say that -.-" when he LITERALLY ASKED. kinda similar to eren where you'll be like "ew my hair looks ugly rn" and he's automatically going "wtf is wrong w u hair? its hair? its bouncy and clean and smells nice? what could be better about it?" i see him having a quick and sweet answer for everything. "i don't like my legs" "ok but i love intertwining them w mine when we cuddle" "i don't like my stomach" "ok but i love holding you and making delicious food for you to eat" he is sweet and he is trying!

ok so levi struggles with this, but not because he agrees with you or wants you to be upset, he is just terrified of saying the wrong thing and potentially upsetting you or making things worse. i feel like he thinks he's terrible with words and is constantly thinking about how to say things before he actually says them. so i think he shows a lot of his love and support through acts of service or quality time. i think if you are feeling insecure or upset, he'll ask you to do something with him, whether its running errands or watching a show, he just wants to show you that he loves you how you are, in ways that he know he can accurately display

reiner is another one who is very familiar w feeling insecure so he really goes above and beyond when trying to help you overcome your personal insecurities. he is always trying to get you to do self-help or confidence exercises w him :((( like one day you mention how you like a certain style of jeans but don't think that would look good on ur body type he'd be like "well why don't you try to wear them around the house for a day and see how you feel? if it feels good, then maybe you could try wearing them out w me!" sensitive king fr

porco is obnoxious because he will flat out scream from the rooftops that he is obsessed with you, specifically the parts of you that you don't like. ur like does my body look weird in this outfit :/ ? and hes automatically taking pics of you to put on his story so he can be like "copped a dime piece" goodbye LMFAO i just think that he would be super vocal about expressing his love, admiration, or attraction to whatever it is that ur insecure about

thank you for the request! :3

[takes1]

dabi becoming obsessed with inexperienced!reader p.4

really tried to honor the 'obsessed' part of the series here ! tysm for the support i really enjoy writing this !! apologies for the wait, i was on hiatus and this is a LOT longer than intended (i had to split this part bc it would have been 6k, so there will be 1 part tomorrow night, and the final part in about a week)

warnings. nsfw, dabi being super clingy

details. fem!reader / lov recruit!reader / inexperienced!reader / corruption!kink dabi / healing quirk!reader / lots of foreplay / overstim / praise / oral sex (f receiving) / sorta dumbification? / yandere?dabi / i would call this a comfort fic too / 2.9k words

🤍 scenario series. dabi p.1 + p.3 + next part / full list here.

more links. my ao3 / dabi headcanons / requests open!!

Dabi pretended not to hear the balcony door open and shut behind him. He stayed leaning on the cool railing, breathing in the mix of brisk evening air and cigarette smoke, trying to sober up his fuzzy brain. Maybe it wasn't you.

A hand, the size and shape of which he had dedicated to memory already, pressed lightly on the width of his upper back.

So much for getting a break. Strong waves of warmth radiated from his chest, twisted his stomach, made his legs a little weak. He took another drag to fight the uncomfortable sensation.

His free hand gripped the railing when your hand was replaced by your soft lips, gentle arms wrapping around his waist.

Your voice invaded the dark quiet, "Just wanted to say hi."

When your touch, your sound, was gone all too quickly in order to leave him be, Dabi couldn't stop himself from reaching back to pull you in, closer, tighter, against his own will.

He hated how much he liked you. It distracted him, confused him, consumed him.

You were giggling through his readjustment to smush you between his body and the handrail. A chilled, messy kiss to your forehead and a big hand in your hair made you push your face into the comfort of his chest.

He asked, making sure to blow his smoke away from you, "You have a good shift?"

A hum was all he needed to know. Some days were worse than others, sometimes you didn't want to talk about it. One and the same, in that regard-- it was less effort to just ignore those negative feelings when you were together.

"Did'ja eat yet?"

Your hands rubbed across his broad back in no particular pattern, just determined to feel every bit of him you could. With the side of your head against him, you could hear the rumble of his breathing and found solace there.

It was always strained, a little wheezy. You called it 'crispy.'

"Hey," He said with a harder tone, pulling you back by the hair to look at him.

That startled look. God, he loved it.

He enunciated his question a little better, "Did you eat?"

"M'yeah," You mumbled, looking back down to his neckline, where you wanted to hide away, "I said yeah."

Dabi released you with a sigh and you pushed the side of your face into him again. It happened so much that he wasn't surprised, where you thought you responded to him but didn't because your head was only filled up with how he felt, smelled, looked, sounded.

Those questions, and occasionally lacking answers, were routine-- just like when he asked how much water you drank, or made you shower no matter how tired you were. He was no authority on health, but it was different when you didn't take care of yourself. It affected him more.

A gust of wind almost blew the cigarette out of his hand. You jumped and let him go to hold your arms closer to your own body, grabbing his shirt to cover your freezing face.

Dabi ran cold, so it wasn't much help.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and discarded the butt onto the parking lot below, the last of his smoke blown away in the direction of the strong breeze-- usually, he'd put it out in the ashtray, but he needed to get you inside.

"Alright," He groaned, placing two hands on the sides of your waist, and lifting you off of your feet into an embrace, "Cuddles?"

Boy, did you have him whipped. Before whatever this was, 'cuddles' were like a punishment to his libido. He didn't indulge in that soft, touchy, kissy, mushy shit unless it meant he'd get to fuck in return. After just under two weeks, having you in his arms was the only way he could fall asleep.

Shivering legs wrapped around the top of his waist, always careful of his friend down there, as you gave the side of his neck a deep, approving smooch.

You were the only girl that kissed his scars like that. Like they were something to cherish, to worship, because it was part of him and that automatically made them worth loving.

He tried not to let it go to his head and pulled open his room door.

The private access to the balcony was, in your opinion, one of the only two perks of his room. It wasn't initially intended to be a bedroom-- it was technically a large storage closet with hardly enough room for a bed and a desk.

Dabi didn't mind the small space. He told you, upon choosing this over rooming with Shigaraki and the other guys, that he valued his privacy above 'wiggle room,' and that the balcony was practically part of the floor plan.

Now, you were glad you gave in to his request because you were lucky to have any alone time at all.

Your teeth clinked, noses brushed, as he fell into a kiss while pushing your back into the bouncy mattress. Both of you smiled into it.

His hands were always steady, always knowing where to go, how to get there, which the right amount of pressure. Yours, however, were far less familiar with this kind of contact.

Messy, clumsy, a little shaky, but enthusiastic nonetheless, best described the way you touched him. He was so glad you wanted to that he was fine waiting until you figured it out.

Cuddling, kissing, and rubbing were all you could handle for the first part of your arrangement, but rushing you wasn't appealing to him anymore.

He thought, in the beginning, he couldn't handle waiting around for pussy, but soon found that your little milestones were rewarding enough to keep him around. His patience was thinning, but he discovered ways to distract himself.

Teaching you how to kiss, how to make/take hickeys, finding out how he liked his hugs and how you liked yours (and realizing they worked well together), how to use your tongue, your teeth, how to pull hair correctly, how to cuddle, were all worth the delay.

It was all by your word. He did what you said you wanted, and he did it well.

And you couldn't get enough of him. New hands couldn't leave him alone, you always wanted his arms around you, to see his pretty face up close.

"How was your day?" You asked, guiding his hands up your shirt while he snacked on the soft part of your neck.

Dabi's hair was silky soft, now that you healed it every time you were together.

Hot breath and a firm squeeze to your ribs made you squirm. You held him tighter, legs locked around his waist.

"Was alright. Had another deal."

When you went to tug his head up, he dodged it and let you see his face of his own accord. You were still rusty on the 'pull by the roots' rule.

He gave you a somewhat amused stare and said, firmly, but with a smile he couldn't erase, "I'm fine. Nothing went wrong."

Ever since you became 'useful' after one of their deals went sour with a particularly indecisive gang, and Dabi came back with a few staples out of place, and many, many burns, you were ultra-aware of how much you were needed and even more sensitive to his ailments.

Concern glossed over in your eyes, so close to his, and he was thrown back to that day where you held his face in your hands to heal him. That instance was the first time in too long anyone had expressed that level of care for his wellbeing.

It was impossible not to be infatuated with you after that.

Your worry almost made him want to get into more trouble just to summon that loving reaction he constantly craved. Similar to how he strived to get a rise out of you with inappropriate jokes, or the occasional ass grab in the kitchen.

He struggled to sit back on his thighs, instead of grinding into you. It was too fast.

Unhappy with this motion and unaware of why he moved away, you pulled him back in, only to receive a playful shove in return.

The strain in his stomach was especially strong today. Your tiny moment of concern wasn't making it any better, but he couldn't bring himself to ruin a beautiful moment with his all-too-eager hard on.

A small huffy noise made him slap your thigh, playful but safe.

"Come here," You whined.

He didn't fight you as you brought his kneading hand up to your hip, but he did roll his eyes and mutter, "'Don't wanna freak you out again."

That would happen no matter what he did, you both knew. There was something bigger he didn't want to or simply couldn't articulate under his excuse.

"I won't freak out," You reached up for his other hand, idle as concealment on his lap.

Those big, pretty eyes staring up at his, your hand outstretched just for him, set his chest to a temperature much hotter than his own flames were capable of.

"Goddamn," He spat, settling over you once more, "Stop lookin' at me like that."

You got your way again, but this time, were more sensitive to how you made him hurt. Ankles latching around him, you tried to catch your breath at the perfect sensation of his clothed erection. Was that his heartbeat, or yours?

While he tried to un-feel the surging biological need to buck, by pushing more weight on you and pressing little kisses across your jaw, words stuck and struggled to drive past your lips.

"Can you... um, take-- my,"

Take you? He'd totally take you right now. He stalled a deliberate exhale, praying you'd just give in already.

"I just want to know how it feels, when, like," You were about to finish your sentence, but he was staring so hard, the shame shut you up.

Your face was so hot.

"What?"

A flustered sigh. "My-- my shirt, can you, and,"

Dabi finally understood what you wanted. Not quite fucking, but something other than kissing, finally.

A lifted, "Of course," left his mouth a little too cheerily, as if some rough, enthusiastic kisses to your temple weren't enough to tell you, 'About time you let me do something fun.'

Icy fingertips zipped, refreshing yet intense, across your heated sides and made quick work of your flimsy shirt.

He was sure to apprehend your arms that went to cover your tummy, opting for a firm hold at the wrists instead of his usual finger-lacing. You got the hint and placed your hands over your warm face.

His teeth and tongue were an odd sensation on your stomach, but you kinda liked it.

It was just under a slight tickle and would've succeeded in putting you at ease, if he hadn't rushed to reach behind your back.

A flash of cold air over your chest and the sound of your bra being thrown far, far away sent a shiver down your spine.

"Oooooh, fuck yeah," Dabi sucked many hungry kisses into your pillowy flesh, his low, growl-like moan making your thighs squeeze around his middle, "You just get nice and comfortable, baby girl."

You didn't need to look at him to know that he was grinning from ear to ear.

Dabi didn't classify himself as a tits-guy, but you could've made him one.

Your squirming, despite his body weighing heavy on you and limiting your wiggle room, paired nicely with the small, soft whines muffled against your palm.

That didn't last, though, as he reached for your forearm to bring unsure fingers to his head. He wanted to hear everything. He felt your slowly rocking hips against his lower stomach and only wished to give you his trapped cock instead.

Concentrated, piercing pleasure fluttered from where the ball of his tongue piercing swiped across your raised bud.

It was funny how intensity ended up being so subjective.

He kissed the center of your chest, pleasant, but it didn't carry as much as it did before he started. It kept building. You needed more.

"Mmh-- ahh," It was starting to get harder to keep your mouth closed, harder not to grind on him when he started pinching you between his teeth.

He slid the flat of his tongue against you, the corners of his mouth lifted. His eyes were just as cloudy with the formations of recklessness as yours.

Another messy kiss under your breast gave you a clear view of his sharp, working jaw as he chuckled, "Good girl."

It went straight to the imaginary strings tightening in your tummy-- your thighs squeezed him, your hand desperately clinging to his scalp. But it wasn't enough.

"C'mere," You slurred, almost forgetting to swallow all the gathered spit in your mouth as you tugged his mouth off of you, "Please."

He lived for that blacked-out look in your eyes. He could only feverishly imagine what you looked like fucked dumb, all ruined and mute from a good pounding.

Dabi didn't waste a second to pin your greedy hips down with his own and swallow all the pretty sounds you made at his heavy bulge straining on you.

You pulled away with a gasp, grabbing at his shoulders at the feeling, but he didn't stop.

He was getting breathy, too, biting with hot, baited sighs against your neck. If he tried, he could probably cum from this.

"You want my mouth, baby?"

His trifling, horrible brain just had to ruin it-- when he heard a pitifully cute yes crammed into his big shoulder, the raving egomaniac in him wanted to take his offer back, tell you he was kidding; he'd fuck you instead because he didn't have the patience for this.

Yet, the overwhelming consensus in his ill-intentioned mind was to not give in to the pain that had somehow spread to his sides.

Since when was eating a chick out something he wanted to do? He usually only did it as a favor before getting to the fun stuff, but he craved the taste of you on his tongue.

As he shifted away from your tight grip, sparing a smirk at your nerves, he made easy work of your pants and once again, made sure to put them far out of reach for later.

You flinched hard at a slow, kissy nick to your inner thigh, almost taking him out with a kick-- he let out a breathy laugh against you and tugged your whole body closer so you wouldn't do it a second time.

"Easy, easy," He cooed, "I won't bite too hard."

The look in his eyes, for as long as you could stand to keep your terrified gaze on him, said completely otherwise.

Careful to keep you from another physical backlash, he turned his attention to your pussy in the form of an over-the-panties, open-mouthed kiss.

Absolutely soaked through, he found-- the color was supposed to be light gray, he noticed, not dark gray. All that kissing and 'getting nowhere' was good for at least one of you.

"I'm flattered, babe," He teased, sliding them off with a knowing smirk at your rattled expression.

Unlike the rest of your clothes, he felt the need to keep these. You barely noticed him shoving something into his pocket with a nice, long kiss to your waiting clit.

A little squeak at the overwhelming buzz made him grin and give you a blur of many more.

He started gentle, always looking up at you to catch an adorable avoidance of eye contact and make sure you liked what he did. His tongue was light, conscious of the metal and how to use it. He never sucked too hard.

But, as his fingers dug into your plush thighs, your sounds, the taste of your sex, your pleasure started to become more of a lifeline than a favor.

The tip of his tongue teased your entrance, and, well, you never thought much about what his nose could do for you before now.

You bit your bottom lip with a giddy hum and realized you were smiling.

Dabi didn't mind trying to get a bit of friction out of the cold mattress beneath him. You were so perfect, so right under his tongue that it didn't matter he wasn't getting his, anymore.

He sucked and lapped up most of the wet. The rest dripped, messy and ignored, from his chin. It was a struggle to not prod a couple of fingers into you, but the desire for his cock to be the first was stronger than his curiosity.

"Aa-h, fuck--," Your legs flexed in his grip, so he readjusted to keep you still, the way he wanted.

That fluttery thing he did with his tongue piercing was shoving you much closer to a finish than you were ready for. When it was just you, your own hands, it never built up this fast.

A knowing mumble, low and drunk against your clit, nursed you to a rushed, powerful climax, "That's it, baby, go 'head 'n cum for me..."

Tidal waves of bliss washed over you, drowning your senses in the aftermath and the addictive praise he gave you just for finishing.

His voice was so hot, you barely understood anything he said, but liked the way it sounded.

There was a ringing in your ears, a blur to your vision, but you felt okay. Relaxed, appreciated, satisfied, while he tore himself off of your swollen clit and slowly settled next to you. He moved your sleepy form to his liking.

[not meant to be cut off here but i had to limit the word count, next part will be up tomorrow night babes !! so sorry!]

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[kirozai]

First of all I'm really sorry to ask you to write about this but can of please write : the Archons and the reader are like having a small banquet and Baal's servant actually took or mix the wrong ingredients so the God! Reader got poison and wake up not so long after

The reason why i said im sorry earlier bcs i just randomly found this when I was searching for genshin x reader and I found this Sagau but it didn't got saved sadly so until now I'm still searching for it sad yes that's the reason why now I'm obsessed with SAGAU genshin

aaaaa im kinda iffy on this stuff as you may or may not know but since your intentions are pure ill do it

banquet of mistakes

synopsis: the results of the deadly mistake venti, zhongli, and baal make. (the aftermath of the archons fucking up)

CW: hurt/comfort, religious themes, cult au, sagau, self awareness, yandere themes, profanity

type of reader: gn!reader, kindbutkindasalty!reader, darling!reader

“do you believe in the unknown? or does it have to be seen to believe?”

gosh how to even begin this?

baal

how did this happen? everything was so perfect but it just had to be one of hers that messed up. the shame from the others were unbearable and not to mention… you. you were still in a sleep

it’s unbearable for her, but the constant stares and guilt keep her up at night. why did it have to be you who got poisoned? and why did it have to be one of HER servants who messed up

the servant was captured and their punishment will be chosen by you, not only that her punishment, she hopes that you can still love her, still love her like you used to.

after you woke up, she pushed you to drink water, partially because she didn’t want you to be dehydrated, and another part is that she doesn’t want to hear what come out of your mouth.

you are a kind god. yet she can’t help but worry.

“it’s okay baal. thanking you for the apologies but it was a mistake, also please let the servant go zhongli.”

it’s.. okay? it’s. okay.. it’s okay!

god she didn’t expect to hear that!

trust that now, you precautions will be much higher. there will be no chance at all for you getting sick. and also, during the recovery process, expect her to be at your care no matter what.

zhongli

something was.. off. but he couldn’t sense it. nothing seemed wrong. so why was he feeling this way?

he should’ve listened to his gut. and maybe, just maybe. you wouldn’t be completely passed out from that mortal sin the servant committed.

how could baal let this happen? does she not train her servants. no zhongli knew in the beginning there should be no one but him to care for your goods.

every second that went by he wanted to rip the servant to shreds. but he knew how you would think about it. you never really enjoyed them doing anything without your permission.

he blames baal for most of it, yet he himself should’ve known and listened to himself. and he should’ve listend to himself to rip the servant to shreds anyways because he would be going punishment-free!

your kindness, he always said, was given to the wrong people.

he was one who was there when you were waking up.

he has this habit where he sorts of, bombards you with questions.

“are you alright?”

“how are you feeling?”

“do you need anything”

it takes a bit for things to go back to normal, everyone is on alert ready for it if it comes. yet through your words, things come back in to place.

venti

i’d like to say venti is probably the most clear-headed out of the three in my opinion.

with the only one with some type of common sense in the situation, he finds himself trying to calm the archons and himself, without getting sliced by lightning or thrown a meteor at.

the “poison” was just an ingredient that you reacted negatively to.

you’d be okay. he knew that, you were strong.

he plays soft harp music while watching over you.

he’s right you know?? it really wasn’t that bad i mean to be honest, you were only out for a couple hours.

he still is quite mad at baal and the servant though.

he agrees with zhongli that they both should get harsher punishments.

but, who is he to question your word?

he tastes your food a bit first, and although getting scolded is a pain, at least he knows the foods you eat are safe.

just this once though. he will only be normal once, and if it happens again? the winds of teyvat won’t be the ones you and venti enjoy walking in.

holy cheese this was really long and i just noticed my last post was eleven days ago…

kirozai out!

tips! (very appreciated!)

[lolita-lollipop]

Royal siren erasermic family? They like adopt you after you hatch from an egg bc they found you or something idk and take you back to the castle and make you their little princess or something cute and fluffy like that.

YANDERE SIREN ERASERMIC FAMILY X BABY PRINCESS READER

Shinso was just out and about, swimming through some forbidden areas he wasn’t supposed to be in, avoiding sharks, when he found an iridescent little ball under some rubble of a shipwreck, it made his gills tingle at the sweet aura that it emmited, he knew, that this creature, was something to protect. It was up until he saw something moving inside that he thought it was just some ancient treasure that would’ve died with this ship, he examined it closer, squinting his eyes, that’s when he realized, it was a Siren. A baby one at that, usually they hatched out of boring white eggs, the royal family’s were gold, but a shiny color changing white that combated the finest of jewels? Never, this little pip was special, he could feel it.

So he brought it back home, through his “balcony window”, debating wether or not he should tell his parents. As you know, he was somewhere where he was not supposed to be, and they would throw a fit. Then again, whatever this thing was, he couldn’t just keep it to himself, something was living inside it, and he wouldn’t know if something was wrong, so he has too. When he did, it came as a suprise that his parents weren’t mad, they jsut kindof stared at the orb, inhaling the addictive scent it gave off, the three huddled around it, aizawa carefully picking the Small thing up, it was only about the size of a pumpkin, extremely easy to pick up, yet he could still feel the heartbeat of a creature inside, it just had to be one of the sirenfolk , there isn’t any other explanation. He stared at it in confusion, noticing the small cracks staring to form.

Then a little hand popped through, and scared the shit out of all of them.

———

As it turned out, you were in fact a siren, a rare subtype of them, thought to have gone extinct long, long ago. The opal-looking scales that littered your arms and tail showed proof of it, this species were intensely more fragile, and weaker, that’s why they went extinct, as they couldn’t hear, and a small crabs pinch could cause major bone breaks, they were just too weak, yet so beautiful. That’s why they were coveted among the royal family. It only helped their growing obsession taht you were so cute.

It might’ve been an act of I’mpulse, but they just needed to have you as their own, of course, their word is law, so they could’ve just kept you, but they felt the need to make it official, they’d already had two pips, you’re just their third! It was simple, of course, you specific species could be born into sirenfolk families, it was just so rare that it had only happened once. You were just so cute, so fragile, just something so breakable, they just

H a d

To protect this tiny lil thing, it was instinctual to feel a protective pull over their little pups, and boy were they feeling that right now, you were special, not just any baby, but you were theirs. Their special little pup, nothing would ever lay a hand on you, ever. It had only be a few days, and word spreads through the underwater kingdom like a wave, from the servant maid who showed them how to take care of you, to the head maid, to a citizen, to the fisher, and eventually, by the end of the week, the whole kingdom was eagerly waiting to get a glimpse of their new princess.

And boy were they shocked to find out it was an opalite, the most rare of rare sirens in the world. Immediately after they had shown you to the world, sitting in a large clam as it was pulled by sharks, the citizens fell in love with you, maybe it was the fact that you were related to their beloved royals, maybe because the royal family would intensely glare at anyone who made negative comments, maybe it was the fact that a few of those people went missing, but who knows right?

You still hadn’t been able to open your eyes yet, and you won’t be able to hear them for a very long time, your hands were about the size of aizawas eye, and you looked closer to a fish than a human, as you hadn’t even developed your face yet, another plus to being the endangered species, note the sarcasm. And guess what? They found it so adorable, just their cute little baby, their little pup who can’t even protect themselves from the water around them. They just loved every part of your little body, from your tails, to your tiny little hands, to your shiny gills. It was all just so perfect- you were so perfect, and you were theirs, they were gonna protect you at all costs.

So of course they did, you were just so tiny right now, they knows practically anything could hurt you, so they opted to be around you all the time, only leaving to hunt for humans that would suffice for their tastes, drawling them in, determined because of that little smile of yours. You motivated them to do it, they were doing this for you. It have them all a sense of pride to have you feel safe with them, to rite them you. On their own terms.

Eri was constantly around you, being that she was a young one just like you, and you were her little sister! So she wanted to always be around while you made those echoing gurgling noises, or flapped your hands around in the water, she didn’t have responsibility in the kingdom yet, unless being cute is a job, so she can be with you jsut as much as she wants. Always sitting with you while you played with the floating pearls that they had arranged over your play area, watching you feel new things, holding you while you dozed off with adorable little bubbles, she always was with you.

Like now, she’s been with you all day, giving you little snacks, glaring at the guards at the door who always had their eyes on you… creeps. The sun was almost setting, and when you’re low down in the ocean it goes pitch black after a little while, and that’s when the jellyfish come out, tonight was one of the most special days out of the year in the northern oceans, the jellyfish festival, the one night a year when the rare white jellyfish would come out to say hi, leaving trails of shimmering sparkle behind them, painting the upper levels of the ocean a shiny silver. It just so happened that it occurred on your first birthday, a very small increment to sirens, as they live almost a billion years, but still a big accomplishment in their eyes. Look! Their little baby girl is turning one! How amazing!

“Do you see them hon? Look, they’re just starting to appear” Aizawa asked both you and eri calmly, swishing his hand through the salty water to pint at the new appearance of white and purple blobs, slowly flouncing their way overhead. Eri smiled up at it, her pointed teeth displayed in full view, her eyes shined at the view, not only of the huge jellyfish, but also at you, who was placed delicately in mics lap, sat up against his chest. Little bubbles escaped your mouth as you blew raspberries into the water, just making the family laugh.

“Mm-hmmm! Look! Look! How pretty! I wanna touch em! Can I touch em!” She yelled at her parents, excitedly pointing towards the jelly’s floating towards the surface, her hair floated behind her as she swished around, shinsho just chuckled, knowing that she eventually would try to touch them, and get zapped, again, like last year, and the year before, and the year before.

“No hon. Don’t do that to us again, you wanna wish your sister a happy birthday? She’s probably really exited!” Mic cheered, distracting his daughter from touching the jellyfish, yet again, meanwhile, you were happily bouncing up and down on his lap, enjoying the freedom of your arms, swishing them all over the place, grabbing the beads around your neck, jsut anything.

“But dad! Why not! It’s not like it’s hurt me or anything I’ll be fi-“ she begged, throwing her hands up in a small tempter tantrum, clearly forgetting her previous events of pain, and idiocy.

“No- nope no no, we aren’t doing this again, please honey, just please, remember last time, we had to clean up your wounds OUTSIDE-of water, you hate going to the surface remember? “

“Yeah but-“ she started speaking, but was soon cut off with a loud giggle, resonating through your lips, kindof rare for you, you hadn’t been very vocal outside of a few gurgles here and there, so it had each and every ones heads turning. That’s when they saw it, your beautiful eyes, shin sing in reflection to the jellyfish. Those beautiful little eyes of yours mesmerized all of them, a pitch black (for protection from the salt), with a shiny silver-like pupal, immediately after they opened, a burst of color filled your vision. You giggled and clapped your hands together with a small toothless smile, watching as the floaty creates went overhead, glittering with the light.

The absolutely gorgeous splash above was admired by the family form their own viewing post, the blues and whites combined to make a heavenly display. You could feel the cool sprinkles of light they emmited hitting your skin, smiling at the feeling, you splayed your hands out and flailed them against the water.

“Ohhhhhh- oh wow. Honey! Honey look! Her eyes opened! Look at taht! Aren’t you just so magical! Look at you, my little pup.” Mic smacked Aizawa over the chest multiple times, pointing at your clearly opened eyes, you just remained oblivious, staring up at all the new things around you, like.. everything! He turned you around to face him, letting you actually see his face for the first time, taking in the long yellow hair, the (also) black eyes, the ethereal face dotted with shiny yellow gills, him, you could see him!

“She’s developing smoothly, I’m glad. Awww, that’s pretty cute.” Aizawa replied to him, holding in his emotions, as soon as he met those new eyes of yours it’s like everything else disappeared, like the world itself didn’t exist, outside of him, and his fmaily. You took his breath away, or what you could call breath, so cute and innocent, such a small thing, that brings so much joy. Your little tail swished back and forth as you stared up at them happily, taking in the features of the people you’d learned to recognize by touch. Blowing raspberries out of your lips with a stream of bubbles.

“Awwwww! I’m gonna cry, she’s growing so fast! Soon she’ll be swimming in her own! In like 200 years! Too soon, way too soon. Comers baby- mm hmmm” mic spoke, knowing full well that even if he did cry, his tears would get sucked in by the ocean. He pulled you close, moving your head I’ve this shoulde is it would rest in the crook of his neck while he hugged you, eventually, the others joined in, eri practically flopping ontop (with careful regard for you of course).

They all stared at you, while you stared up at the “sky”, oblivious to their stares, to the ways they would growl at anyone who came close, to how they kept you from seeing anyone other than what they personally approve. After all, you are jsut their little pup, of course you wouldn’t notice! Their little pup… feels right to say that, it isn’t like you have any family waiting, they aren’t ever gonna come here.

And if they ever did?

Then, well, a few mermaids are going missing

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Thanks for requesting, this was fun to write!

Have a great day today! Goodbye.

[princessdemo]

hi wifey … lemme req up my ddilf deccyyy😩🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻where ya know u realise hes already such a great dog parent to raffa and mayhaps u bring up a conversation of having ur own children bc u think he’d be such a great dad and hes like OH???? thought raffa would always be our baby but ig not 👁👁n he gets all shy bc inside hes so excited that u brought up the wanting a baby convo🥺🥺🥺i love u so much and i cant wait to hype u up even more mi amour <3

The best dog parent - Declan Rice. 

HI BAE!!💗💘💓💝 I’m sorry you have been waiting for ages! thank you so much for your request. I do apologise it’s bad and not like what you wanted it to be BUT THERES ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT 👍🏼 I LOVE U SOOO MUCH MY SOULMATE FOREVER 💓💗💝😭💘💕💗

Seeing Declan and Raffa together filled your heart with so much love.

To say the kid was obsessed with the dog was an understatement. Sometimes you think he loves Raffa more than captaining West Ham, which is a hell of a lot. The two together could be described as stuck together like glue, a special bond so close. What ever Dec did, Raffa did too.

Dec would often leave training 20 minutes early so that he could take Raffa on an evening walk before it was dark. Or you would find him coming home with several cuddly toys for his little cockapoo, spending great deals of money. During the summer of Euros. Declan would frequently facetime you, not to speak to yourself but to his little ‘child’ Raffa instead. Seeing how much love he has for the pup, really makes you wonder what he would be like having his own children. You both haven’t had the baby talk yet, him being busy with the Euros and football, whilst you busy dealing with your job. 

You and Dec were currently on your daily walk, the golden cockapoo by Dec’s side ready to be let off the lead and run free. This was one of your favourite moments of the day, hand in hand with the person you love. Surrounded by gorgeous greenery, you never want these times to end. Once you reach the safe dog walking area in the park, Dec crouches down ruffling Raffa’s head before unclipping his lead from his collar. You both laugh as he dashes off, wanting to play with the other dogs.

“Look! he’s made a friend.” Dec smiles, pointing to Raffa with a big smile on his face before grabbing his phone out and capturing the moment. “Is that going to Mason? Or to the folder on your camera roll with hundreds of pics of him already?” You question, eyebrows knitted together. 

“Both babe, I’ve got to be able to show the team how clever my little baby is. And I want to look at it again later-.” He looks at you with a serious face, as you giggle at how whipped he was over his dog. 

“You are so good with him, you know.” You blurt out,. He smiles widely at you, face beaming with pride. “Of course, he’s my baby.” He grins, throwing one of Raffa’s many toys in his direction. 

“Never thought about having your own actual little baby?” You mumble, the thought of having kids being fresh in your mind. Your heart racing after the words that had just spilled from your mouth, unsure on Dec’s reaction. You tilt your head, facing away from him and looking in another direction, nibbling on your bottom lip as a distraction. 

Dec turns at the sound of your voice, confused as to what he was hearing. “What?” He questions, needing you to repeat again, to make sure he heard correctly the first time.

“Just-“-seeing you with Raffa. You are so good with him and it fills my heart with so much joy, you do everything for him. He’s so lucky to have you as his owner.” He gives you a warm smile, heart filling at your precious words. “-It’s just, what I’m trying to say is-” You breathe out before clearing your throat. You gaze at the ground, not wanting to look at Dec, your worries giving you negative thoughts. 

“- I want to have a baby with you. So bad.” You sigh, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. You awkwardly shift one foot to the other, putting your hands in your pockets. Declan takes a moment to process your words, a shock to him since you both have never spoken about this topic- before. 

He looks away as you look up at him, and now you are really wishing you hadn’t of said anything. The silence is killing you, not a word exchanged. The only noise were dogs barking or babies tears. You feel your palms begin to get sweaty, maybe he doesn’t want kids? Maybe this was too soon? 

“I want a baby too,” He whispers, turning to face you. He pulls you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly. He presses soft kisses to your head, rubbing his hand up and down your back. You feel like crying in his arms, the relief. You smile with your head nestled in his chest. The two of you stay like that for a moment, until Dec speaks up.

“I always thought Raffa was going to be our baby, because I didn’t want to say anything to you-” He pauses, cheeks blushing. “About having kids in case, you didn’t want them?- Or maybe you do want them just not yet? Maybe when Raf gets bigger? I don’t know what I am trying to say but-?” You cut him off with a kiss, your heart fluttering at how shy he had become. His cheeks were as red as roses and his voice had become croaky and quiet.

“I suggest you message Mase. Let him know that he doesn’t need to worry about his pull out game, If you both want them to be the next Money Mase and Dangerous Deccers.” Dec smiles at your joke, cheeks still bright red.  

“Why have you gone all shy? Mr Declan Rice.” You lift your hand to thread it through his hair, stroking his cheek with your thumb.

“Just excited, I can’t wait to share the future with you.” Nervous in his response, as you continue to thread your hands threw his hair. Something you know puts him at ease.

The two of you continue to chat, going in the direction of your dog. The smiles on your faces were gleaming like Cheshire cats, conversations about whose going to be the best uncle? or can the baby’s first outfit be a West ham kit? Checking the time on your phones, you see that it is growing late and you three should probably start heading back. 

You call Raffa by encouraging him with a few treats, the pup sprinting over, dancing by your feet. You tell him to sit, before giving him his favourite snacks. Dec crouches to Raffa’s level, fluffing his fur on his head. Giving him lots of attention and kisses. 

“Raf buddy, how do you feel about being a big brother?” Dec coos, ruffling his head fur. The dog leans into his touch before barking at the idea, causing lots of laughs from you both. Dec clips the lead back to his collar, stands up and slips his hand in yours. Winking at you, you to let out a giggle. You both heading towards the car.

There’s a comfortable silence between you two, emotions high. The car journey wasn’t long, a short 15 minutes. Dec had placed his hand on your thigh, drawing comforting circles, giving you reassurance. You enjoy the peaceful 15 minutes, taking in the views of the outside and your boyfriend. 

“There’s one query I have about this baby.” You look over at him, edging him to carry on. 

“Raffa has to be the first to hold it..” You let out the cheesiest grin, smiling at how insane your boyfriend was. 

“Oh Dec.”

[elysianslove]

Please wrote more surrogate fics please . could I request one with SakuAtsu or could you just start a series on these. If you'd me comfortable with that. That on IwaOi surrogate fic brought me so much joy. I can't even describe it.

oh my goodness i’d love to!!! it makes me so happy knowing you liked it cause like,,, idk why it’s just special to me :) also im so glad you asked for sakuatsu bc these two ships are basically my favorite jhfgbsj. and yesyes i’d love to have a mini series with like little scenarios of each ship <333

this was insanely long. like insanely. 

content warning; artificial insemination, pregnancy, haikyuu manga spoilers, gay people being happy idk 

being iwaoi’s surrogate 

BEING SAKUATSU’S SURROGATE 

↬ it took forever to even get them together, so with a duo as indecisive as them, it’s imaginable how long the decision to raise a child together took. it took a long, long while for that transition from enemies to lovers to be final, and even then, they hadn’t realized how serious their relationship was until they were off getting married and then suddenly wanting a child? 

↬ it was something atsumu brought up out of the blue, just casually as they sat side by side on the couch. “wouldn’t it be nice if we raised a child together?” and it stuck with sakusa ever since. he didn’t know why he was obsessively thinking about it as much, but it’s all he could think about. literally. anytime he so much as thought about atsumu with a child, and a child of their own too, his stomach did a thousand and one flips. sakusa was never the biggest fan of children, and he knew that neither was atsumu. but, this would be different, wouldn’t it? Still, he tried to remind himself of the cons; they were pro-athletes, they didn’t have time, they didn’t understand the weight of the responsibility, were they even ready for something like that? somedays it was too tiring to take care of themselves, of each other. were they ready to be responsible for a whole life, someone dependent entirely on them? it seemed too— unrealistic. like something he could only hope to dream about, and just dream about.

↬ until he thought of atsumu with a little kid, a spit image of either one of them, sitting on his lap, giggling and laughing and squealing in glee. and so he decided, there will always be cons, he just has to see if the pros outweighed them. and honestly, they did. they were pro-athletes, sure, but that also meant they were financially stable, and could provide for a child, properly. they were mature now, knew each other very well, and had adapted to living with one another. they had family and friends all around. the kid would for sure grow up loved and cared for, and him and atsumu would add another person to their family. it really seemed like a dream, but this time, an attainable one.

↬ so as he ate dinner with his lover, he blurted out, “let’s raise a child together,” and atsumu honest to god choked on his food. he asked sakusa if he was serious, if he meant it, if this was real, and sakusa’s answer was yes to every single one of his question. yes, he was serious; yes, he meant it; yes, this was real. as real as can be.

↬ they both already knew they wanted a surrogate, and it didn’t matter who was the father. so long as the child was theirs.

↬ finding a surrogate was, well, a pain, to put it into perspective. sakusa was so picky about the “requirements,” if you will, and atsumu was suspicious of every single woman, it was kind of ridiculous really. he just “didn’t trust that they wouldn’t run away with the baby!” in his words. atsumu suggested sakusa’s older sister, which seemed perfect in his head, but sakusa refused, claiming it was 1. extremely weird, and 2. he doubted she’d say yes, with her own life to handle.

↬ and it finally, finally, came to atsumu: he could always just ask, well, you. he had met you during his college years, and since then, he’d been coincidentally crossing paths with you ever since then, and you’d even managed their msby jackals team at some point. it was weirdly ironic how he’s coming back to you, kind of like fate.

↬ so he suggested it to sakusa, and for once, the latter didn’t really have any way to object, except, “what if this inconveniences her?” other than that, you were the perfect candidate. they knew you well, trusted you, knew they could rely on you. and atsumu was sure you wouldn’t run with the baby. with regards to the inconvenience part, well, they could always just deal with that when the time came.

↬ they invited you over for some breakfast two days later, after they’d thought about it properly, endlessly, and figured you were their best option. it was weird seeing them so nervous when you first arrived, like they were breaking up with you or something. atsumu barely ate with how nauseous he felt, and sakusa spent the entire time watching you eat instead, hands fidgeting and legs shaking. it was really weird, but you didn’t bring it up, letting them take their own time to tell you whatever it was they wanted to tell you, because obviously, they clearly had something to say.

↬ after breakfast, you sat in their living room, just watching the tv quietly, until sakusa offered to get you some water. you weren’t really thirsty, but you agreed anyways, unsurprised to see atsumu rise from his own seat a minute later with a, “be right back,” as he headed to the kitchen. you could hear them bickering and whisper-yelling, and if you weren’t starting to grow as nervous as they were, you would’ve had it in you to laugh. they returned looking like they were bearing the most daunting of news, sitting down on the couch perpendicular to you. atsumu’s hands were sweaty and intertwined tightly together, while sakusa tried to remain as composed as possible. it seemed like the dark haired man would speak up, finally, parting his mouth with a deep breath.

↬ but it’s atsumu that blurts out, “please have my baby!— our baby. please have our baby.”

↬ honestly, your first response was to laugh, in disbelief, as you clutch your glass of water. but then you see their faces — god they looked so goddamn scared — and you realized that, they were really serious. they really wanted you to carry their baby for them. holy shit?—

↬ you were mostly speechless after that, stuttering as you ask them to please explain, you’re honored but are they are, have they thought about this? properly? in depth?

↬ to your surprise, they really knew what they were doing. they’d done their research, and thought about a million other options before deciding that you were the best one. they also repeatedly told you that you didn’t have to do this, and that they didn’t want to guilt-trip you into doing it either. they wanted you to say yes only if you yourself wanted to say yes, and if this wouldn’t negatively affect you or halt your life in any way. you were the one that was going to be carrying the baby anyways, weren’t you? at the end of the day, this was all about you.

↬ you asked them for time to think about it, and reminded them that it wasn’t a no. you just wanted to make sure you were making the right decision whichever that ended up being. a few days later, you call them, asking them to meet up one way or another, and atsumu’s even more nervous than he was asking you; not even sakusa’s gentle lips to his temple or large hands soothingly rubbing at his back or his kind words could help him. sakusa himself was insanely anxious. in his head, it seemed like your ‘no,’ would finalize everything. that it would really mean no hope in having a child of their own, their very own.

↬ you invite them over to your home, and the kettle is already boiling when they arrive. you make them tea and make small talk if only to delay the inevitable. but, to each of their surprises, you take a deep breath and say, “i’d be honored to carry your baby for you,” with the brightest, warmest smile. sakusa has to bite his inner cheek to will himself to not cry, because he can’t believe you said yes. you agreed. you’re going to carry their baby. him and atsumu were having a baby.

↬ atsumu doesn’t stop himself from throwing his arms around you, collapsing on top of you in tight hug that you kind of can’t breathe, but you let him, and you laugh when he thanks you for saying yes, that he’ll “be forever in your debt.”

↬ it’s the happiest you’ve seen either of them.

↬ when you’re done with the process of insemination (of course, atsumu does joke that the three of you should go the natural way and have a threesome, to which he earns a smack from his lover and a smack from you, at the same time), the three of you just have to wait, really. it’s the longest period of waiting you’ve ever had to do, but you try to be patient, as patient as you can be. when you wake up one morning and throw up, you look at your period tracking app to see if maybe you were pms’ing. except, you weren’t. you were late. like a good three weeks late.

↬ immediately, you’re booking a doctor’s appointment. you wait to tell sakusa and atsumu after confirming your suspicions, because you don’t want to raise their hopes up for nothing. they’ve already been swimming in a pool of doubts ever since the insemination, calling you everyday to check up on you and ask for any progress. when the doctor confirms your pregnancy — holy shit you were pregnant — the first thing you do is go over to their house. you know it’s not the best idea to show up unannounced, but with how long they’ve been waiting, and how much they’ve been wanting this, the more and more you fed into it, you couldn’t wait any longer to tell them. you arrive, and the moment sakusa opens the door for you, you gasp out, “i’m pregnant.”

↬ sakusa’s quite literally frozen in shock, his mouth pressed in a thin line with eyes wide open, while atsumu walks over and goes, “oh hey,” in greeting before noticing sakusa’s face and just ???? “what’s going on?”

↬ “i’m pregnant.”

↬ “you’re what?”

↬ you show them with tears stinging your eyes the results of the test you’d taken at the doctor’s, and atsumu grips the report so tightly, like it’ll disappear if it slips only slightly from his hands. sakusa’s still in shock, trying to process everything. it takes him a good while before he can function properly again.

↬ the pregnancy itself is a lot smoother than you’d imagined. iwaizumi, as their athletic trainer, although not well versed with pregnancy, knew a lot about health and taking care of yourself in general, so he made sure you were always eating right and healthy. he even accompanied you once when sakusa and atsumu couldn’t, to the doctor, and made sure to ask him specifically what you should and shouldn’t be eating. all of the olympic/national team are more excited than anything. they’re insanely protective over you, and always pamper and care for you you when they can, whether that be back/neck/shoulder massages or giving you their food when they notice you eyeing it or letting you lean entirely on any of them for support as you walk. granted, they do make fun of you, especially the bigger your stomach got, but they mean well, really. suna once made fun of you and, because of the hormones, and because he was genuinely just mean, you started to cry. since then, suna swore off bullying you, at least until you gave birth.

↬ osamu is beyond ecstatic to become an uncle. he’s so excited it makes atsumu incredibly emotional. he goes with his brother on trips to ikea to buy a crib and gifts him an insane amount of baby clothes and always begins a conversation with, “how’s the baby?” every time you’re around, osamu’s hand can be found resting on your stomach, soothingly rubbing, excitedly grinning when he feels a kick. he is just so happy for his brother, he could cry.

↬ you ask them if they want a gender reveal when you find out or to keep it until the delivery of the baby, but they’re both insanely impatient (even though sakusa does try to convince atsumu to wait because it’ll be exciting, he himself isn’t even that convinced of that and they just ask you to tell them). with the help of osamu and his and atsumu’s parents, you organize a gender reveal party. the moment he sees the pink smoke, atsumu cheers so loudly it makes you laugh till your stomach hurt. sakusa’s grinning wider than you’ve ever seen him, grabbing atsumu’s face and kissing him, before pulling you into a tight hug. it’s literally the cutest thing ever, everyone just cheering loudly around you and celebrating with you.

↬ when you go into labor, you’re with neither of them, but with osamu, aran, and kita. they were staying the night at a hotel since they had training away from where they lived, and you were spending the night at osamu’s because the fathers of your baby really didn’t want you to be alone so close to your due date, and who better than osamu? your water didn’t break, but you kept having contractions. you were brushing it off as normal pain at the start, but they started to get worse, and closer together in time. kita, because he’s kita, had been keeping track, and told you how far apart your contractions were. to which you went, “contractions?!”

↬ aran’s calling sakusa and atsumu as kita grabs your bag as osamu grabs his keys and helps you to his car. you really couldn’t have been around a better set of men, because they were perfectly composed the whole time, helping you breathe and stay calm by staying calm themselves, reassuring you that you didn’t need to worry and that you will get to the hospital in time. they did flinch every time you screamed or cried out in pain, but aran held your hand the entire drive there, and kita guided you to steadying yourself as osamu drove as fast as he could.

↬ the issue was with sakusa and atsumu. to say they were freaking out would be an understatement. they were positively losing it. atsumu’s anxiety was louder than sakusa’s, but the latter’s was clear as ever on his pale skin and clammy hands. they were so annoying in the delivery room, literally faring worse off than you, who was pushing a whole baby out of her body. when you finally gave birth to a healthy baby girl, atsumu sobbed and sakusa cried in his hands, so maybe it was alright after all.

↬ they literally couldn’t believe their eyes when the nurse handed you the baby and placed her on your chest. she was so, so tiny, so beautiful, and theirs. honestly, you couldn’t hold back your own tears at the sight of her, and at their reaction to her. you held her in your arms as they thanked you, over and over and over again, for the biggest blessing they could ever receive.

↬ despite the fact that you were simply their surrogate, sakusa and atsumu knew they couldn’t just separate you and your baby, and neither could they just take her home all of a sudden. so for the first few months, you stayed in their guest room, but the baby slept in her own room. it was more difficult than you expected it to be when you were leaving her to go back to your own home, but they promised you repeatedly that they’re not really taking her away. it wasn’t as if you couldn’t visit at any time you wanted to come visit her. but at the end of the day, you knew what you had been signing up for, and that she was their daughter.

↬ she grows up to be a gorgeous woman. she’s interested in volleyball, sure, she’d been raised with volleyball players everywhere around her, but it’s not her immediate passion. atsumu thought he’d be more upset about that than he actually was, because he found out that it didn’t matter at all what she wanted to do. hell, if she wanted to do nothing at all and stay home forever with them, he was 100% on board with that. whatever made her happy and healthy, he was okay with. she grows up to be really close and really comfortable with both of her fathers, and they make sure with every passing day that no matter what, she can always come to them. and she does, about every little thing. and each and every time, they listen and advice and guide her properly. a s parents, they’re a perfect balance of strict and lenient. they set and raise her to never cross those boundaries, but otherwise they give her complete freedom. they respect her privacy, her decisions, everything.

↬ there was a day when she came back home from school, and they had taken a biology class for kids, where a teacher had explained periods to them. obviously, as curious as ever, she’d asked her dads about it, because she didn’t really get it. she wanted to know the how’s and the why’s and the what’s and the when’s. with every passing second atsumu had felt his lifespan shorten. eventually he suggested they call you, who she knew as her ‘aunt’ for the time being, since you were a woman and nobody would really explain it better than you. when she did get her period eventually, and had to sheepishly and shyly ask her dads to go to the store for her because she needed, um, supplies, atsumu lost it. sakusa had to try and calm him down all while laughing as he got ready to go to the store for her, because the drama of miya atsumu never gets old. he just couldn’t believe she was already getting her period. what the hell! what the actual hell!

↬ of course, he proceeded to embarrass her by telling osamu, telling sakusa’s parents, telling his parents. not cool :(

↬ when she was old enough, especially to understand the concept of being a surrogate (oh my god the sex talk was a whole other insufferable thing), they told her about you, and that you were actually her biological mother and not just an ‘auntie.’ she tried to be angry at them for keeping it from her, but she was honestly more excited about finding out than anything. it brought the two of you closer together, and for the next mother’s day, she organized a whole brunch for you, her and her dads, got you a gift, flowers, everything. yeah, you did cry.

↬ you genuinely have never been more satisfied and thankful for a decision like this one, ever, especially because of how much of a blessing the outcome had been.

can u tell this isn’t my first time thinking about this. ever since i posted the iwaoi one i’ve been wanting to do a sakuatsu one, but i didn’t really know whether anyone had enjoyed that or would want more, so thank you for sending in this ask!! love u all mwah <3 

[syn0vial]

do you by any chance have any more boba facts? 🥺🥺 i love it if you would grace me with your vast boba knowledge 🥰

i’d be happy to oblige, friend! here are some more miscellaneous boba deets, courtesy of the EU/legends 😊

though there are varying portrayals by different authors re: boba’s take on collateral damage, one of my favorites comes from one of the earliest boba fett stories. in it, boba is hunting han solo (of course) some time after the events of the original trilogy, but during the mission, things go awry and a civilian character is mortally wounded by a blaster bolt meant for han. boba, who in this timeline has never killed the wrong target before, proceeds to let han solo run away so he can check on the woman and, once he realizes that she’s too far gone to save, he administers something to ease her passing and kneels by her side, holding her hand until she passes away. it’s a surprisingly tender scene and goes to show that, as ruthless as he is, boba just isn’t willing to let someone die a slow, painful, lonely death for his fuck-up.

speaking of han, as boba gets older, he becomes deeply embarrassed by his “rivalry” with solo as a young man and will insist to anyone who brings it up that it wasn’t a thing and that han just tells everyone they’re “nemeses” for the Drama Of It All

this is infinitely more hilarious if you’ve read early EU work in which boba’s rivalry with han consisted mostly of boba obsessively hunting him while han is like “GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING WEIRDO” 

speaking of things boba finds embarrassing once he’s older, at one point, he’s trying to verify the legit-ness of someone claiming to be telemetric (able to read memories off of objects), so he gives the man a necklace belonging to another bounty hunter he was romantically involved in as a teenager. boba is very skeptical and not expecting much, until the man starts reciting pick-up lines boba used at the wise old age of 16 

cue boba just about dying inside

like, his thoughts are literally just, “OH GOD, IT’S ALL TOO STUPID FOR HIM TO BE MAKING UP ON THE SPOT, HE FUCKING KNOWS”

honestly, they’re less pick-up lines and more just. a very sincere list of reasons he likes this other bounty hunter.

“YOU’RE GOOD AT SHOOTING THINGS. YOU’RE PRETTY??? I TRUST YOU???”

love that apparently boba’s idea of flirting as a teenager was just frantically chucking heartfelt positive statements at someone in no particular order

to his credit, it did work 😂

the lowest amount boba has ever killed someone for is three credits. this happens bc boba is trying to save the son of a clone, connor, from his creditors, initially by offering to pay his debt of half a million credits for him. when the creditor rejects boba’s offer and insists that he’d rather kill connor, connor fishes into his pockets, produces three credits, and goes, “HEY, FETT, I’LL GIVE YOU THREE CREDITS IF YOU KILL THIS ASSHOLE FOR ME” and boba’s like, “u kno what, fuck it” and does just that.

boba in the aftermath of fucking up all the shit, standing next to connor in a room full of dead bodies, including one rancor: “you owe me three credits :/”

okay, now for some cultural stuff, starting with mando’a!

though boba in the mandalorian seems at least able to read mando’a script, in the EU, he doesn’t start to learn mando’a until he’s much older

naturally, some of the first words he picks up are curse words LMAO

man is a stoic, battle-hardened bounty hunter and he still learns languages like a fucking fourth grader 

aside from cusses, two words he has particular reactions to are aruetii and ba’buir

aruetii means “outsider” or “non-mandalorian” and boba feels weird and self-conscious using it bc, uh... that... probably includes him in the eyes of most mandalorians, huh?

ba’buir means “grandfather.” in the EU, he does indeed have a granddaughter who calls him this and he becomes quietly attached to the it as a term of address—to the point where, when his granddaughter refers to her grandmother as “ba’buir” as well, boba has a moment of “hey wait, that’s my word >:(”... before remembering that the word can be used for both. GENDERLESS NOUNS, BAY-BEE

boba has... mostly negative feelings about the mandalorian view of the afterlife or the manda. basically, it’s a collective consciousness of every mandalorian who has ever died. non-mandalorians don’t go there bc according to traditional mandalorian belief, non-mandalorians don’t have souls

it’s quite telling that the normally not-very-expressive boba winces when the topic of the manda is brought up. and then when he’s asked what his problem is, he has a whole list of questions/objections to the manda as a concept. what if a mandalorian doesn’t want to go to the manda? do you have to spend eternity having your consciousness mixed with real monsters like tor vizsla and montross (mandalorians associated with death watch responsible for orphaning/betraying boba’s father)? what if you have non-mandalorian family members? are they allowed to come? and if an exception is made for them, why not the rest of the galaxy?

it’s interesting, bc clearly this isn’t a subject boba doesn’t know or care about; he’s obviously thought about it a lot to have all this to say about it. honestly, i wouldn’t be surprised if he put so much thought into it bc it may very well have been the afterlife jango believed in.

also, to end on a lighter note, boba is hilariously bad at all the like... leadership parts of being mand’alor.

there’s one scene where beviin drags him to a town hall meeting and all the other mandalorians are arguing over whether they should involve themselves in the new republic’s conflicts or not and boba’s like, “wow, this is really interesting. let me just quietly listen to all these different points being raised and think about—wait, why is everyone looking at me—oh. oh shit, they’re expecting me to actually say something.”

POOR MAN JUST WANTS TO GO BACK TO THE GOOD OL’ DAYS OF HAVING FOUR LINES ACROSS THREE MOVIES. STOP EXPECTING HIM TO MAKE WORDS 😩

[whoree321]

the bad batch + what romance/rom com movies they watch with you

each of the bad batch x gn!reader

ok first and foremost i really truly believe to the pits of my soul that every single one of these fuckos loves romances and you cannot under any circumstances change my mind

ALSO it’s a gender neutral reader except kinda in echo’s theres like a very brief quote regarding breasts but like i still think even that is pretty gender neutral tbh

so anyway

Hunter: Pretty Woman

this is not the first time that i have publicly declared that i think hunter has a deep rooted connection to the movie pretty woman and it will not be the last

first of all this movie is incredibly soothing to hunters overwhelming savior complex

second of all hunter is literally richard gere (debonaire but emotionally distant gentleman that learns to love) and julia roberts (hooker with a heart of gold) at the same time

he was a little skeptical the first time you put it on but he instantly fell in love with it

the humor, the sensuality, the class divide, the glamour, the unconventional cinderella story of it all. it just really butters his bread

after the first time, when you suggest watching a movie and you pick this one he’ll act very aloof about it (“whatever you want cyar’ika, it doesn’t matter to me”) but secretly he’s really really happy bc it’s one of his favorites (you def know this and def pick it more often)

he absolutely hates the scene when stucky the lawyer hits vivian. like it doesn’t matter how many times he watches it he will fully turn his head away from the screen and say “I don’t like this part” and when it’s over he nuzzles a little closer into you and very tenderly kisses your forehead

he loves the soundtrack too. like he fully exposes how much he likes the movie when you catch him singing or humming “pretty woman” or “it must have been love” absently to himself (you kept it to yourself for a while but eventually you just had to tease him about it. he just smiled a little sheepishly and admitted he liked the songs before promptly changing the subject)

hunter also lowkey definitely wants to recreate the ending where richard gere shows up to her apartment in the white limo with you bc he thinks it’s such a sweet gesture and he wants to treat you like royalty

Crosshair: 10 Things I Hate About You

if there’s one thing about crosshair it’s that he’s a sucker for the enemies to lovers genre

maybe its just him projecting (spoiler alert it most certainly is) but he really enjoys watching the drama conflama of a miserable bastard be tricked into love

and really that’s the true essence of 10 Things I Hate About You

he will grumble and bitch and moan about not wanting to watch a ‘chick flick’ when you put it on, but 15 minutes in and he’s hooked

he has strong negative opinions on literally every single character except for kat and patrick

(crosshair really really wants to think he’s patrick but when it comes down to it he is katarina stratford in every single possible way)

he doesn’t say a word throughout the entire movie but you can tell when he’s annoyed at like bianca or cameron or joey bc he will openly scoff at them

will absolutely hum along in your ear during the “can’t take my eyes off you” scene and make out with you during the paintball scene

(seriously he wants to be patrick verona so bad)

when it’s over and you ask him what he thought he’ll roll his eyes and say “i guess it could have been worse” but his little smirk let’s you know he enjoyed it a lot more than he’s willing to admit

Tech: 50 Shades of Grey

ok hear me out on this one

tech is a huge movie talker. like subtitles are a non-negotiable if you wanna be able to take in any of the movies dialogue bc tech is most likely gonna make commentary over it the whole time

this makes him absolutely indescribably so much fun to watch bad/corny movies with

he will go off about EVERYTHING. the plot, the dialogue, the acting, the costuming, the music, the production quality. nothing and no one is safe. whether you just enjoy letting him talk at you or you join in on the roast, cheesy movies are a hoot between you two

and honey. 50 shades is one of THE cheesiest movies ever

you and tech will literally spend the entire duration of the movie tearing it to shreds

and the thing is tech is a very sarcastic, funny guy when he wants to be (and when it comes to you he definitely wants to be) so by the end of it he will have you in absolute stitches from laughing at the ridiculousness of both the movie and him

with any of the other batchers watching a movie like this either turns into a shy, slightly awkward experience (wrecker, echo) or an incorrigibly horny experience (crosshair, hunter)

but in this context tech literally has no shame or squeamishness about sexual things (why should he it’s a natural biological process?) so to yall the sex stuff is just another thing to roast

literally christian grey could be fully tying dakota johnson down and flogging her and tech will be like “in the last 3 minutes they have panned up to her nipples 4 times. this is criminally shoddy cinematography”

even tho he’s busy giving a detailed play by play critique, he never fails to keep some sort of physical contact with you (wrapping an arm around you and running his hand up and down your skin, playing with your fingers or your hair) so you know he’s enjoying spending this time with you despite his nasty words about the movie

also 1000% after you watch it tech will do extensive research on the ins and outs of bdsm and will have lots of hypotheses he wants to test out (as long as you’re willing and able ofc) ;)))

Wrecker: 13 Going On 30

of all the bad batch members, wrecker is the only one who unabashedly loves any movie that could be considered a chick flick

like he doesn’t even try to hide it or act like he’s too masculine for it. he loves romance and he’s proud of it

this man will have full marathons with you. rom coms, regular roms, tragic roms, hallmark roms, you name it and he’s game

his absolute favorite tho is 13 Going On 30

i feel like he has a huge soft spot for childhood best friends to lovers stories like he finds that type of lifelong partnership so endearing (and he loves to live vicariously through jenna since that type of romance was obviously never an option for him)

wrecker is also very childlike at heart and i think the idea of a 13 year old sweetheart trapped inside the body of a 30 year old cut throat magazine exec is so amusing to him (and maybe makes him feel just a little bit represented in the media)

he is definitely the type to completely engulf you in a cuddle for the entirety of the movie and he DEFINITELY cries into your shoulder at matty’s wedding when jenna is crying on the stoop with her dream house

he wants to try razzles so bad. like so bad. i think if he ever came across them somewhere he would barter at least one of his brothers for them

wrecker really just loves love and watching movies about it just reminds him of how lucky he is to have his own love story with you <3

Echo: The Princess Bride

i feel like it’s glaringly obvious why echo loves this movie

pirates. sword fighting. decades long revenge plots. the value of an honorable, loyal man. true love that never wavers even in the face of devastating tragedy and the darkest of hardships. clever but goofy humor.

echo considers this an action/adventure movie and NOT a romance movie (even tho it 100% totally is a romance movie) and requests to watch it very frequently

he can quote the whole thing. i’m seriously telling you echo loves the princess bride with his whole chest

even tho he refuses to admit it’s a love story above all else, he really does try to model himself in your relationship after wesley

like especially given what happened at the citadel and all the time you thought he was dead, the cinematic parellels are alive and present in y’alls relationship and he strives to be even half the man to you that wesley is to buttercup

literally in your day to day life he will sometimes respond to your requests with a smooth “as you wish ;)” (it doesn’t matter how many times he does it it still gives you butterflies)

when you watch the movie, he snuggles as close to you as possible and does his best to make youre comfy the whole time (he’s insecure about his prosthetics hurting you no matter how much you reassure him they don’t)

he just loves to be able to feel your heartbeat and your laugh when you giggle at the funny bits

every single time without fail at the part when buttercup is about to stab herself he leans down, ghosts his lips against the shell of your ear, and whispers the line in time with wesley: “there’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. it would be a pity to damage yours”

every single time without fail you wind up making out until he pulls away and tells you to watch the next part when wesley challenges humperdinck to a duel to the pain

echo just loves you to bits and wants you to know he’d endure a thousand fire swamps for you

Omega: Clueless

i have this really specific obsession with omega being a total girly girl and having very traditionally feminine interests as she keeps experiencing the universe and being exposed to a spectrum of gender expression beyond clone (masc and boring) and kaminoan (ugly)

so with that headcanon of her in mind, it’s vital to me that she sees clueless as soon as possible

clueless is an essential piece of media for a girl entering adolescence and i will die on this hill

it has literally everything you want and everything you need to develop into a well-rounded young woman

it’s so deliciously 90s and glamorama and valley girl humor and camp. its got meaningful female friendships and valuable life lessons and paul mf rudd

if there’s one thing you should encourage a burgeoning hetero teen girl to do, it’s to stick to dating guys like paul rudd in clueless. the earlier this message can be broadcast the better

the second you’re able to steal omega away from hunters watchful eyes (“hunter we’re just gonna watch finding nemo i swear!”) you show her this movie

at this point omega is not really a girly girl, but omega also has absolutely zero feminine influence in her life

the first time she sees clueless she is absolutely obsessed. like seriously she is so enamoured with the glitz and glam of cher horowitz

she asks you questions the entire time. she wants to know about EVERYTHING. the makeup, the clothes, the hair, the slang

(she definitely goes around saying stuff like “i’m totally bugging” for long enough afterwards that almost all of the boys have slipped up at least once with some ridiculous valley girl slang. you thought you were gonna die of laughter when you overheard tech say “as if!” to wrecker in the middle of an argument)

it just really introduces her to this whole world of femininity that she didn’t even know existed and she absolutely loves it

she makes you watch clueless with her seriously once a week at minimum. she begs you to style her hair like tai’s and you can’t help yourself when you happen to run across a little yellow plaid dress and buy it for her on sight

(hunter was gonna scold you for recklessly spending credits until he saw how omega almost cried from how happy she was for the gift)

honestly she enjoys the romance of it all and paul rudd is def her first celebrity crush but she enjoys more that you and her now have this special thing of hair and nails and pretty dresses

she loves how confident and beautiful and special you’re able to make her feel, and you love that you get to bring her that small sense of normalcy and happiness

[zozophoenixxx]

Serotonin Booster :D🐉

How to train your dragon edition

Here are some things I had forgotten or little details I just noticed on my rewatch, maybe even Unpopular Opinions 🤭👀

✨Defenders of Berk✨

Not Astrid being pissed bc Fishlegs called her mean lmaooo

OMGGG "I would never call my father ridiculous. I'm calling my chief ridiculous" THE POWER OF THIS SCENE

The way Toothless just sat to look at the sunset.. Me too bby me too 🥺

Toothless and Thornado's shots combined was amazing!

"The first rule about the dragon flight club is that there is no dragon flight club"

Istg Meatlug and Fishlegs are made for each other

Baby whispering deaths!

OMG THEY JUST CAME UP WITH GRONCKLE IRON

I love seeing the origin of things ☺️

Wowww I just realized that Gobber has a unibrow

Sandstone makes glass

That shiny black rock makes another shiny black Rock, it also has Meatlug boiling

WOW a combination of multiple rock makes Meatlug a magnet

The way Hookfang pays more attention to Fishlegs than Snotlout is funny

Fishlegs on Toothless!!!!

"TOO MUCH FURY, TOO MUCH FURY!" JAHDHDHAH

Awwww love how Fishlegs feels happy abt being needed

DAGUR'S BACK AHH

I never understood why Dagur called Hiccup his brother but it's kinda funny

Young hiccup actually fighting is pretty badass and that shield 🥴

The way they were all trying to get Gobber to shower lmaooo

Gobber saved Gustav's life and Fishleg saved Astrid's

Am I the only one that finds the whispering deaths kinda funny, like yes they're scary but these mfs have tiny wings, a big ass head, are covered in spines and can't see like-

Newly hatched whispering deaths can be more deadly that adults bc they can't control their jaws or spines

WOW WOW WOWWWW A WHITE WHISPERING DEATH - Titanwing whispering death with red eyes OMG NO NO THIS IS THE SCREAMING DEATH I KNEW IT ‼️‼️

Wow but the pain in Snotlout's eyes 🥺

Monstrous nightmares are stoker-class dragons

Fireworms get brighter the closer they get to each other

Ohhhhh now I get the history behind Hookfang and the fireworms queen's connection

"You're not just another sword, Hookfang"

Awww the fireworm queen saved Hookfang, I ship them now JSHDHSHS

BABY ASTRID!! 🥺🥺🥺 AWWW

Flightmare - follows the glowing algae caused by Aurvandil's fire, sprays a paralyzing mist to those who it considers a threat to its survival

Aurvandil's fire = Aurora Borealis

YES ASTRID BEAT SNOTLOUT UP

Hiccup: Well, you know, Astrid, uh, training dragons isn't the only thing I think about.

Astrid: Are you actually saying that to me with a straight face?

JAHSHAHAJAJ I SWEAR I LOVE THESE TWO the way both of them said these lines I can't ✋🏼😂

The way she said the exact same thing as her uncle and even took on the name I-

I have this headcanon that bc I'm pretty sure Astrid's parents were barely mentioned in the shows or movies that her uncle was the person that was there for her the most which is another reason why it upset her to see people making fun of him

Why does whenever Astrid gets shot by a dragon she always tries to hit it off like her axe is a baseball bat? 😂

Hiccup saving Astrid in the flightmare ep🥺🥺🥺🥺

GLOWY TOOTHLESS AND GLOWY STORMFLY AND GLOWY MEATLUG ARE ADORABLE

Awww I love how Hiccup makes sure to mention the fact that "Fearless Fin Hofferson was indeed fearless, just like all the Hoffersons" 🥺🥺🥺 STOP AND THEN SHE SMILES AND HE PROCEEDS TO PUT HIS HAND ON HER SHOULDER I-🥴🥴🥴

I love how they're always interrupted whenever they're about to say a bad word

Lil terrible terrors are adorable 🥺

The fact that what they were trained for was actually useful it's crazy

Astrid: "no one is kissing me on the lips ever!!" HHSHAHAH ASTRID WHY U LYING

I feel like we don't appreciate how smart Hiccup actually is, and I don't mean that dragon-wise or building stuff-wise I mean in general. I'm in ep9 and they're finding old dragon traps to get rid of them and there was a lil breeze and he was like "there's a dry hot wind coming in from the north. It hasn't rained in 2 months. This is definitely fire weather." like how- am I the only one that would've been like okok a nice warm breeze 😩

Dude the typhoomerangs are so scary and huge wtf

I KNEW HE WAS TORCH

Torch actually built a lil relationship with Tuff just for that but of time I love it

WE'RE FINALLY GONNA SEE THE SKRILL!! I love it it's one of my favorite dragons :D

I never understood why fishlegs says his name when he's excited

Skrills - The skrill was first found frozen, it's the symbol of the Berserkers, it can stay safely frozen for decades because of their internal body temperature, can't redirect any lightning if it's in the water 😳

Y'all the skrill and the nightfury have gotta be related somehow, they're probably like cousins or sum. I mean the night fury is the "unholy offspring of lighting and death" and the skrill can control lightning AND TECHNICALLY TOOTHLESS CAN TOO REMEMBER HTTYD 3 + they also have similar physical characteristics at least Imo.

Dude this dragon is so badass 😌🤩🥰😩🥴❣️🤍🤝 I'm literally so obsessed

Wow one of the first times I see the twins actually doing sum useful

The way the shots combine🥴

Dagur has misophonia - condition where people experience intense negative emotions for sounds such as eating, chewing, loud breathing or even repeated pen-clicking [ep11]

Oh wow so they originally trapped the skrill in this show i didn't know

Wait but baby Gustav is actually adorable wtf and the fact that he and Snotlout have matching Viking hats

OMG SEE NOW I'M SEEING GUSTAV'S ORIGIN WITH HIS DRAGON AND HIS DESIRE TO BECOME A RIDER

Fanghook🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Ruff puts fish oil on her hair to get "a greasy unwashed look"

Really hate when Snotlout doesn't accept no for an answer

THE HAND THING AHHHH I LOVE IT this time is Ruff and a scauldron

Ok guys so I did this with mi friend's puppy who I accidentally scared enough to make him piss himself and I'm pretty sure I traumatized him and now when I'm around the poor dog tries to get as far away from me as possible but one day we were kinda bonding although he still wouldn't let me pet it AND I DID THE HAND THING BECAUSE WHY NOT AND THIS LIL MF ACTUALLY PUTS HIS FACE IN MY HAND- I screamed and he left again🥺😂 BUT IT DID WORK

Scauldy🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥰😌☺️🤩🤍

Ok but ruffnut with short hair 🤩

Speedstingers

Also the way Astrid ran up to Hiccup in the ep14

Wait but the scene whenever they're fighting the Speedstingers and Fishlegs says they're too fast but Hiccup's like "not for a nightfury" and then they show Toothless dodging the Speedstinger's attack AND THEN THEY SHOW HICCUP PROTECTING HIMSELF WITH HIS SHIELD WHICH GETS THROWN AWAY BUT RIGHT THERE TOOTHLESS CATCHES IT AND THROWS IT BACK TO HICCUP who's like "Thanks bud" 🤩🤩🤩 literally so badass go watch it!! It's ep14 frozen min 17:40

I really liked the relationship Snotlout and Astrid created with each other's dragon 🥺

HOOKFANG'S WINGBLAST AND STORMFLY'S SINGLE-SPINESHOT ARE HELLA BADASS... I love how they worked together this time 🥺

DUDE JAHDHSJAJJJSA ppl really underestimate Ruff's cleverness, this bish really gets Tuff to do the dumbest things just to enjoy looking at him hurting himself JAHDHSJAH😂

TOOTHLESS REALLY JUST BIT AN EEL'S HEAD OFF TO SAVE HICCUP🥺

Baby toothless is high🥺

"Uh, okay. That one was a little close to the one good leg" JAHDHAHSHA ISTG I LOVE THIS DUDE

Johan hates Snotlout for breaking his stuff

Tuff got Macey the Mace from Trader Johan

Astrid looks hot without her shoulder pads

Ok but Dagur looks so weird without his viking hat in this show

The baby thunderdrums are adorable - BING BAM AND BOOM

NOOO STOICK JUST LEFT THORNADO 🥺

OHHH SO ALVIN WAS ACTUALLY FROM BERK and he was Stoick's best friend

Snotlout and Hiccup are parallels of Alvin and Stoick

Ok but that trick Snotlout did was amazing, he really had Hookfang do a lil typhoomerangs move and then the wingblast🤩

I FINISHED IT OMG NOW ONTO RTTE!!