#do y'all know how hard it is to find flowers that say the right thing without the color completely changing the meaning

[empressofthelibrary]

God I hope someone recognizes the amount of research I'm putting into this bouquet

[staticbleeding]

⛧°。 ⋆Waiting on the Stars ⋆°⛧

+:｡.｡　teen Stanford Pines x gn reader　｡.｡:+

Part 3 is here y'all!! I'm tempted to keep a majority of the story in Ford's POV. Let me know what y'all think! warnings : strong language, suggestive language, the usual teen shit pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

1972 What happens when Ford's chance to ask you out is right in front of him? Will he grab it and run? Or will his time run out?

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Ford's POV

"Hello?"

What do I say? God their voice is so pretty. Do I hang up? No that's creepy.

Thoughts race through my head. Fear and anger crashes over my body like waves. Finally the reality hits, I need to say something.

"H-Hi (Y/N)?" I stutter out finally.

"Ford? Hey! How'd you get my number?" Their voice rings in my ears as a blush raises throughout my face.

"Stan. He saw you left your notebook in class today and let me call to tell you..I promise I didn't look through it at all! Just your..number." I feel myself mentally cringing at how creepy all of this could sound.

"Oh shit. I didn't even notice! Thank you!" They laugh and thank me, I feel my heart begin to beat faster. Not out of fear or anxiety, but of something else.

"Oh it's nothing! Just..buddies looking out for each other...not assuming we are buds or anything! Just a phrase..yeah phrase." I say and look up seeing Stan shaking his head and laughing. A silent glare is directed at him.

"Of course we are! Looking out for each other. Speaking of which, um would you like to meet up sometime this weekend so I can get it back? Not like a date or anything." I hear their voice quiet down at the last part. My heart tightens up and my stomach drops.

"SO like a date?! Oh he would LOVE to honey! I'll make sure he dresses all fancy for ya. Flowers and all! I like you already! He will pick you up tomorrow at 7 alright?" My mother's voice rings out through the line. I turn around towards the living room and see her sitting in her usual chair with the phone in her hands. She looks up at me and blows a kiss before getting up and walking away like she didn't just say the words I have been so scared to say out loud so nonchalantly. Oh God please let the floor open up and just swallow me whole.

"A date!? Oh! Um if Ford wants it to be a date..then yeah." I hear (Y/N) say into the phone.

"Excuse her! I am so sorry! I..is a date alright? Don't feel pressured to say yes at all! It is completely understandable if not." I cover my face with my free hand and quietly say into the speaker.

"I would love a date with you Ford..." I hear them speaking but after those 8 words leave their mouth I can't focus on anything else but my heart beating faster than it ever has. This can't be real. I am going on a date with them. An actual date. With the prettiest person to ever step foot into this town!? Oh stars what if I mess this up? I feel myself start to lose my mind to worries and anxiety. Tuning out everything except my own voice.

"Do I need to tell you the address again Fordsy?" I hear their laughter I have come to love so much, slowly bring me back into reality.

"Shoot! Um sorry yeah. Wait let me get a ink pen," I run around the kitchen finding something to write it down, "Okay continue please."

Writing down every number and word they say, brings this entire thing to reality. I am going on my first date ever. Do they know this is my first date? What do they even like? Where do I acquire flowers for a date?!

"So..tomorrow at 7?" A smile coats their voice so sweetly I can't help but smile back as if they can see it.

"Yes. Tomorrow at 7. I will..see you there!" With that we say our goodbyes and hang up. Finally a steady breath finds my lungs and fills them up.

"See!? Wasn't that hard Sixer. Just needed a push." Looking up I see my brother and my ma giving each other a high five. Rolling my eyes, I watch as ma goes to look for a suit that will fit me. Stan looks at me and tells me I can use his cologne that "all the ladies love it on me, surely it can help you". I can't help but smile a little. Silently thanking them for the help. I slowly walk to my room and find myself laying in the bed I have spent countless night dreaming. Dreaming of how I can ask them out, maybe the stars heard me? If I ever visit the stars, I will have to thank them. A big smile finds its way to my face. Maybe everything will be okay.

The next few hours are spent with Ford's eyes wide open. Imagining everything that could happen. Many thoughts circle the Young man's head. 'The possibility of this date going completely perfect is slim to none' , 'What do we do?' , 'I have to impress them. make them want to do this date thing again'. Ford slowly drifts off to sleep imagining the chances of this working out. Stan creeps into the room and smiles at the twin asleep cuddling against a pillow. A smile on the older Pines brother, bigger than Stan has ever seen on the usual stoic and serious face.

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Ahh! Chapter 3! Sorry for the shorter chapter! Didn't want to put the date and the phone call all in one. Gotta stretch it out wink wink. I hope you all are as excited as I am for the date.

[zu8her]

✧･ﾟSuna Rintarou | Sweet — just suna being extremely horny

✧･ﾟtags — lots of cum. like a lot. an ungodly amount. non penetrative sex. video call. audio porn. nudes. black!reader. thick!reader. fantasising. switch!suna. no beta. maybe a part 2 if im feeling up to it. masturbating. cock fisting. cock. cock. cock. whiny!suna. Virgin!Suna switch!suna. voicenote.

✧･ﾟnotes — this is the fastest fic i have written thus far. it's inspired by @chrollohearttags and @forusomimiya (y'all are fucking amazing). i dabbled a little bit and added some of my own characterisation to suna. i really hope yall like it.

✧･ﾟ— word count: 1.6K

She's cute. So fucking cute. He thinks staring down at a picture she recently posted. Her hair’s in mini twists. She has on a cherry pink dress with a white-ish nude pink corset outlining her waist. She lays on her signature plaid punch pink picnic mat, snacks surrounding her with a porcelain vase in the centre containing sweet pea vines. She looks up at the camera with a smile. Her hickory skin producing an angelic luminance under the sun's honey glimmer.

Her friend's rust coloured hand can be spotted at the crook of the photo with their glamorous green acrylics in view tapping against the mat.

But his eyes only fixate on her. Her glistening skin, her chest pushed up with the help of the corset (he questions if it was deliberate or not), her thighs in view as her dress is hiked up slightly and her alluring smile.

His eyes has been taking in every tantalising detail of her body. He grunts, a moan or two slipping out, stroking his cock faster. Hissing at the cum seeping down his shaft.

He'd like to say that this doesn't happen often but it does. Him relentlessly stroking his cock for her, because of her, is a near daily occurrence for him. The mere thought of her would make him palm his cock through his sweatpants. The mere sight of her as he scrolled through his phone would make him throw his head back closing his eyes to filthy images of her.

Like right now, viciously fisting his cock. He groans as yet another shaking orgasm washes over him. His cum running down his hand gathering with the previous spurts of cum and precum. It landing on his tile floor and droplets on his phone. It rolls down from his cum-covered balls onto his sweatpants he pulled down a good 2-3 hours ago. His mind too dazed to even conceive the time or how many times he had cum.

To overwhelmed to hold it, he drops his phone. Shutting his eyes, he envisions her with his cock in her mouth. Teasing him with little licks at his tip and her hand running up and down his cock.

He’d always think about her. During practice, lectures, at some of event where he sat for hours, at home, with a smirk planted on his face as she scolds him after finding a piece of her clothing he had hidden in his room after she forgot it there. "You think this is funny? I thought someone stole it. I've been looking for this."

His thoughts would be filled with her. Her in utter ecstasy. Her flowerful voice always in his head, dripping with lust as it whines, moans, gasps and giggles.

“Fuck me, Rin.”

“I’ll make you feel so good, baby.”

“Be a good boy and let me fuck you, Rin.”

“Touch yourself for me, baby.”

He’s been violently horny, since he became her boyfriend. She knows his for a fact. He's always teasing her. Pressing his hard cock against her ass and whispering the things he'd do to her. “What about we get out of here and you show me what you're hiding under this shirt, hmm? Would you like that?”

This is especially enticing for him because he has not done anything with anyone yet. She has. The thoughts of his 'extremely fucking attractive and experienced' girlfriend fucking him, would rile him up. It would have him in the bathroom rubbing one out with images of her between his legs lapping up all his cum and him fucking her pretty little throat, filling it and watching her swallow.

He'd spent hours fantasising about fucking her in everyway imaginable.

With her bent over his knee as he fucks his fingers into her. Licking off her cum. How would it taste like, he seldom ponders. Would it be as sweet as her.

Her legs over his shoulder, while he moans her name and fucks his cock into her wet cunt. Rubbing her clit as he feels her cum on his cock. How would that feel like?

With her laying on her stomach, drool running down her cheek as he fucks her from behind. Watching her ass repeatedly bounce against his cock.

From the side, holding her leg up as he plunges every inch of his cock into her. Sloppily kissing her. Looking through his mirror at her tits bouncing with his thrusts.

This is torture. Depriving him from fucking her (even if it was him who said he'd like to take things slow). Surely, she had to suffer alongside him. Probably with her wand, pressing it against her clit. Her ass up, legs spread rubbing her clit and teasing her soft fingers inside her slit.

He often wonders if she fucks herself to the thought of him. Does she grope her tits and press her thighs together at the photos she has of him, at the photos he sends?

These thoughts would send him into a frenzy, that leaves him with his cock hard again. Then he'd retreat to his bed or bathroom with his trusty phone and the baby wipes she had left in his dorm and forgot about.

He'd like her to experience and bare the brunt of the disgustingly lewd lust she brought onto him. He'd be cruel, evil even. Torturing her by sending her pictures of his hard cock with his pretty pink tip, audios of him moaning for her, videos of his throbbing cock. His cock twitching with cum all over it, his hand too, holding the base while cum drips onto his stomach. Deliberately but vaguely placing emphasis on his hand or taking it out of the frame entirely because he knows how much she loves his hands.

This night. This normal, Sunday evening, he felt particularly needy. He came, and came, and came. To the point that a small puddle of his cum formed. The ache started when he woke up scrolling through his phone to find a voicenote she had sent to him, of her quiet moans and whimpers with the sound of her vibrator accompanying her, in retaliation. He listened to it on his way to the bathroom. Which is where he stays currently, stroking his cock again after finally ceasing stroking his cock an hour ago.

He cleaned up. Throwing his dirty sweatpants in the laundry hamper. Just then is when he caught a glimpse of her underwear and hot pink towel hanging over the rack.

So, he sits on his toilet with her towel wrapped around his neck inhaling her scent and rubbing her thong against his cock.

While he continued to indulge in his fantasies, she sat by her desk with scented candles, her computer in front of her as she finished her paper. She hums to the music slightly bobbing her head feeling her twists brush against her cheeks.

Feeling her phone vibrate she picks it up. She has notification. A message from: ☆*: .｡.Rin🤎.｡.:*☆ with a video attached to it.

Seeing that, she stops. It’s either him beginning his tirade of bombarding her with videos he found funny (his humour is quite... stale but she loves him for it), the practice match footage, random volleyball plays he wanted to try or him begging her to come fuck him. He’d done this many times. She’d respond with a picture of herself effectively worsen his problem, sometimes she'd be kind and send him a message telling him to care of it himself/ to fuck off (which she found he enjoyed) or her laying in bed with her vibrator between her folds rewatching the video, over, and over, and over again.

She sits thinking. Finish the essay now, but she does have 3 more weeks before she has to hand this in. Her eyes snap to her phone when she receives yet another message from him. She discards all reason and opens it. Clicking on the notification the video automatically plays.

Her screen is filled with his cum-covered cock. It would be abhorrent how much cum covers his cock and hand if she did not find it attractive, which she does. Over her speakers softly plays the sloppy sound of him rubbing his cock and him moaning. She presses her thighs together when he finally speaks.

“Hey, baby.” His husky voice greets.

“Look what you’ve done…” He sniffs. “You did this. Fuck- You have me stroking my cock like this… You won’t even help me… Look how hard it is… I just need- just- fuck- please, please come fuck me, baby.” His deep voice whines.

“I’ll do anything. I’ll be good. Just please let me fuck you." His voice softens. "I'll be good."

He continues, unable to form a coherent thought or sentence with his mind dazed in a haze of pleasure. Just blabbering whatever slips out with his moans.

“You’re so pretty y/n. So fucking pretty. Just thinking about you… Fuck-” He whines as cums spurts onto his stomach and drip down his hand.

Hearing only his whimpers for a few moments as he gathers himself. Then he slips into a domineering tone with his sly chuckle.

“Please, come fuck me. Just your tits will be fine. Or let me eat you out. Or just come watch me. Watch me fuck myself for you. Just for you.”

The camera flips and she's met with his face. Sweat runs down his face, his yellow eyes dull with lust as he gives a fucked-out grin before his face twists and he deliverers a deep moan. She hears him continue to sloppily stroke his cock.

“Fuck, I’m still cumming for you.”

He pants, him biting his lower lip. With a chuckle the video ends.

[chososbabymama]

𝒫𝓁𝓊𝑔!𝐵𝒻𝒮𝓊𝑔𝓊𝓇𝓊♧~~~~

personal headcannons bc plug suguru puts me in H E A T ! ! ! :)

PlugBf!Suguru who gives you free flower. Has the BIGGEST pout on his face when he finds out you bought from other people before y'all got together. 'It doesn't matter if I met you 7 months later y/n, it's the principality of it!'

PlugBf!Suguru who buys you anything you need. You want a new bong? He buys you a pretty heart shaped piece w/ a bowl crafted into the shape of a rose. You needed a grinder cuz yours squeaked? He bought you an electrical one. You burnt a nail tryna light the blunt? He cashapps you $250 to get a refill.

PlugBf!Suguru who plugged you for the first time after you got his # from Shoko, there was something about you that made him so fuckin nervous that he accidentally gave you 3gs more than you asked for (you only wanted an 8th).

PlugBf!Suguru who is your self-proclaimed #1 fan. Reposts all your IG photos, shares your TikToks, he even got one of those lighter clips that attach to his pants and keeps a light w/ your face on it w/ him 25/8.

PlugBf!Suguru who pearls the blunt in a way that makes your stomach tight and your thighs clench.

PlugBf!Suguru who shuts down anyone who tries to flirt w/ him during a deal, 'no i dont wanna smoke a blunt with you, get out my car before i call my wife and have her show you whats good' Satoru lets out the ugliest laugh EVERY time.

PlugBf!Suguru who taught you everything you need to know; how to roll, how to scale, how to tell if the flower is synthetic, etc.

PlugBf!Suguru who has to go out of town sometimes to make drops so he leaves you with enough money and flower to keep you comfortable. If you needed anymore he'd send you however much you needed and make toji bring you a bag. If you buy from someone else while he's gone he'll catch such an attitude (big baby will still roll your blunts but he'll FS talk shit while he do it 'you wanna buy from other people? that's cool... why don't you break off my fingers and tell me to go fUCK myself while you're at it huh?')

PlugBf!Suguru who buys you the prettiest gold anklet with an 'S' to match his gold chain that has your initial on it. He got it for you when he first got in the game, saying it was 'only the beginning.' Since then Suguru has spoiled you in ways you'd never dreamed of, but that anklet? That anklet meant more to you than anything else.

PlugBf!Suguru who has sooooo many tattoos dedicated to you. He gets them on special occasions (anniversary, birthdays, holidays, etc. any reason he can find he'll do it). He has your anniversary on his ring finger, your lipstick on his lower back, scratch marks on one side of his back, and a bouquet of your favorite flowers right above his heart. With each one he shows you, you fall deeper in love.

PlugBf!Suguru who also makes a lot w/ his tattoo shop. People travel from across the country to get tatted by him. He's not just your only plug but your only tattoo artist as well. He'd had an extensive portfolio with a plethora of darkskin clients who had a hard time finding artists like you had. Suguru doesn't even consider people like that artists and refuses to work with people who can't tattoo dark skin. When asked why his response is always the same, 'why would I want to work with talentless losers who's terrible character is reflected in their subpar work? I could spend my time doing better shit like... smokin a blunt.'

PlugBf!Suguru who drops the blunt in shock when he learns you're Kento's cousin. Bloodshot eyes widen in shock when he's lookin at old family photos you brought out, completely ignoring the ember burning a hole into the rugs you JUST bought. ('whaT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T THINK IT WAS RELEVANT? I had a thing for you for fuckin WEEKS before I asked you out and that bastard knew-!')

PlugBf!Suguru who knew from the moment he met you, that you were someone to be loved, cherished, and desired. And he would stop at nothing to prove how dedicated he is to making you feel as special as he knows you are.

[legendofmorons]

Beautiful day (Sky)

Hey y'all this is the 3rd place prize from the 300 follower event. This is for @aluvslink .

Pairing : Sky x reader

Rating: G

Summary: How you get a boyfriend while on a picnic. (AKA You and Sky are adorable enough to give me cavities.)

Warnings: None

Other: If I missed anything please let me know

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You are more than happy to take the day off of questing. The others all split up into groups, leaving you and Sky to your own devices. So, of course, you ask him to hang out. (And of course, he says yes, just a little too enthusiastically.)

Which is how you two have ended up having an improper picnic in a clearing by the nearest town. With freshly bought food and a borrowed blanket, you are finding today to only get better.

Sky is laughing at the joke you just told when you feel a familiar twinge in your heart. It's the same twinge you've been trying to ignore for months. He's just a friend.

You're sure you would have seen hints if he wanted to be more than friends. So you firmly remind yourself that your feelings are not relevant here.

"You're so funny, (Y/n)." Sky says with another soft laugh.

"Thanks, Sky. That means a lot to me."

"I mean it."

"I know."

"So, tell me about your time. Ypu say you have p-hones?" He asks, thoroughly mangling the word phone.

"It's phone, and yeah, we do. They're pretty cool they let you send texts and call people."

"You can send ancient books?" He asks, brow scrunching a little in confusion.

He's adorable.

"No," You say, fighting back a laugh, "No it's more like letters. Bit they get to the other person almost immediately. "

"Oh! That's ingenious!" He says, "So if I had a phone I could send you letters and you'd get it instantly?"

"Yeah, you could. And calls are a way to talk to someone without being face to face."

"So you can hear them talk?"

"Yep! And they cam hear you!"

"What else?"

"Well, there's also social media."

"Social me-what?" He asks.

"Social media. It's a way to entertain yourself and if you don't like normal texts you an use that to text."

"Huh."

"I'll show you later."

"I'd like that."

"I do miss cars, busses, and bikes." Ypu admit, finally allowing yourself to acknowledge your sore feet.

You don't hate walking, but it's still exhausting and more than you're used to. Even if you take week long hiking trips, often three or more months of walking straight is a lot.

"What are those?"

"Forms of transportation. They came after horses and buggies."

"Oh. Are they fast?"

"They can be."

"They sound made up. I believe you! But still."

"I know. Technology keeps advancing beyond what I thought it would."

Sky just hums before he sips his drink.

"Is something on your mind?" You ask.

He looks to the clouds as if trying to decide how to answer. He sighs then.

He turns his gaze back to you.

"You know, (Y/n)... I wish we weren't so many thousands of years apart."

"Me too, Sky. What brought this on?"

He looks away again, but he does answer. "It just make things so much harder."

That's concerning. Like of course it's hard to keep friends if you live an unknown amount of centuries apart.... but still. No one else has shown this kind of worry about it.

Maybe he just think of you as a closer friend?

"Sky.... We can figure out a way to stay friends."

"That's- not what I meant."

"Sky?"

He looks back to you, his expression oddly unreadable. Of all the heroes he has one of the worse poker faces. It's endearing!

But right now, you only feel worried as his face stays unreadable.

"I had this all planned out better. I was supposed to take you somewhere nice. I was supposed to have your favorite flowers."

"Sky..." You manage, try not to get tout hopes up. "This sounds a lot like you're about to confess. "

"I am." Sky admits, reaching for your hand and settling his one on top. "(Y/n), I really like you. And I would like to ask you to date me."

"Sky!" You gasp, a giggle following his name.

"Is that a yes?" He asks, voice strained as he stares into your eyes.

"Yes!" You exclaim happily.

"You mean it? Oh, that's wonderful! But what about -"

"We've already met. That's the most impossible part of this all. We'll figure it out."

"Okay. You're right, it'll all work out. After all, I am friends with Hylia."

"If anyone else said that's I'd call them a liar."

"I know."

Sky just moves your hand and then laces your fingers together. He looks giddy as he smiles at you.

"You're so lovely." He says with a dopey smile.

"Thanks! You're not so bad yourself."

He laughs, shaking his head.

He brings your joined hands up and kisses the back of your hand.

"Let's stay here a while longer. It's a beautiful day."

And it is. It's a beautiful day, and somehow, you've gained a wonderful boyfriend in less than ten minutes.

[hagoftheholler]

[Pick a Card] What path are you currently walking?

This pick a card reading will answer the question "What path are you currently walking?" Pick a door, and see what waits for you on the other side.

As you go into this keep in mind that pick a card readings are made for a large, generalized audience and not all messages will apply to you. If they do, excellent. If they don't, that's perfectly fine.

From Left to Right: Blue Door with Pink Flowers; Pink Door with Pink & White Flowers; Grey Door with Purple Flowers

Pile One: Blue Door w/ Pink Flowers

Cards: Ace of Wands; Five of Wands (rv); Five of Swords (rv); Butterfly & Snowdrop "Hope"

Those who pick this pile are dealing with conflict right now. This conflict will be different for everybody, but it feels like most of you are dealing with conflict within yourself. You've been struggling for some time, but beyond this door is change. To go through with this change, you're going to have to come clean with yourself: some of you were probably contributing to the problem, or enabling it.

You're going to need to reflect on yourself for a little while. Ask yourself questions such as "How could I have handled this situation better?" "Why have I been procrastinating for so long?" "What do I need to do to resolve the current problem?"

It's okay to say you're sorry, that you were wrong or that you could have handled things better. It's hard, but you can do it. Some of you would be saying this to a person, but a lot of you would be saying this to yourself. Try to be gentle with yourself while you process things. You've still got a little ways to go before you can open this door, but it'll be worth the wait.

A Song for Your Journey: "Like A Villain" by Bad Omens

Pile Two: Pink Door w/ Pink & White Flowers

Cards: Six of Swords; Five of Wands; Four of Swords; Coyote & Datura "Deceit"

Those who pick this pile are in for a ride. It seems those of you who pick this pile will be dealing with conflict, but it hasn't happened yet (or it is only just starting). The first thing you need to know: this conflict, for most of you, involves other people... and it was inevitable. Many of you have been lied to and manipulated, and you're recognizing that now. This situation is probably gonna hurt, but you'll heal from it with time.

This pile is full of people who are generous and loving, so I want to be transparent about something. Don't let this situation change that about you. There will always be shitty people coming in and out of your life, but you don't have to change yourself because of that. Figure out what your boundaries are and be honest about them.

Beyond this door is chaos, but it was needed for you to see what the truth is. Chances are most of you will be parting ways with those involved, but I promise it will be for the better. They never deserved you in the first place. Practice some self care, darling. It's overdue.

A Song for Your Journey: "Granite" by Sleep Token

Pile Three: Grey Door w/ Purple Flowers

Cards: The Star; Eight of Cups; Four of Wands; Otter & Cattail "Peace"

This pile was a breath of fresh air. Those of you who pick this pile are making peace with something and moving on. This pile has been going through a difficult period. Many of you have been feeling stuck in the past and maybe a little bit self-doubting. Y'all are too sweet for all that mess. You can't change the past but you can decide to grow from it.

I want those who pick this pile, starting now, to focus on improving your self-esteem. Y'all don't deserve to live with constant doubt and uncertainty forever; especially when you've already dealt with the consequences of your actions.

Find peace within yourself, and start enjoying your life. The longer you sit with your own self-pity, the longer you delay progress. The door is right there, so open it. Progress will look different for everybody but even the smallest steps count.

A Song for Your Journey: "Bloody Mary" by Lady Gaga

Decks Used: The Forager's Daughter Tarot & The Woodland Wardens Oracle

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[radioisntdead]

It better become a series! I love it.

I'm thinking either Happy Town (made into Hazbin town) or something that means hell like Tophet town.

Also I love that Adam is decked out in Joja merchandise, I bet he has a Joja guitar and he uses it in commercials.

And I love that Susan is George, especially since getting hearts with George is like gaining a grumpy grandpa- so grumpy grandma Susan.

-Oldie 🧶🧵

Tophet town is GENIUS,

I'm already plotting out the storyline, I'm gonna implement routes for everyone, platonic or otherwise, I'm gonna make the reader (Or in this case the farmer) a feral one, unless its the Joja route, then y'all are just kinda evil for that route, the Lute route's farmer is gonna have the "I can fix her" mentality, Alastor's route is gonna have, I don't know yet but I may build on my theory that grandpa ran a cult, THIS OLD MAN LOOKS LIKE HE RAN A CULT

Okay not really but still, I normally adore fictional old people but Grandpa triggers my something is off senses.

Like sir are you the reason we're immortal and time has practically stopped in this game?

And I ABSOLUTELY LOVE GEORGE, (and Evelyn) AND I LOVE SUSAN the best thing to do was to put Susan in his role, she may not live in town but she's around enough to be part of the community, more or less,

(Stardew valley spoilers )

I have a "you're gonna be my friend wether you like it or not" mentality with fictional characters so after I met George whenever I went to bring Evelyn something I always made sure to get something for George, I keep extra leaks and flowers for the winter to deliver them to George and Evelyn, I love them so much.

I can definitely see Susan going through a similar arc especially with the time period she's from.

A thing I like about George's character arc as you get to raise his hearts is how if you do Alex's romantic route as a guy George makes a homophobic comment, not completely supportive, but as time goes on (and with the more hearts you have with him) he learns to get over his bigotry and support his grandson and grandson in law.

(I couldn't find what George says in his wiki for some reason? So I got this from a YouTube comment and I am HOPING ITS RIGHT)

"I'll admit, I thought it was strange for two men to be together, but you're such a nice young man and I know you two are in love... I've changed my mind"

I love old people going through redemption arcs so much, like relearning something you've believed your entire life , changing your world view is a very hard thing to do sometimes, it's likely a product of how you were raised, the views of those around you, and you have to face the fact that the people you learned it from may not have been the greatest like you thought.

No idea if I'm gonna have Susan go through a similar arc and explore that or not (If I do, I definitely wanna give it justice) because grumpy grandma with detail, Plus as seen before, I heavily headcanon that she was involved with woman's rights in her youth so that can pop up with her there's so MUCH POTENTIAL RAAAA.

I just realized I may need make everyone human for this au,

Uncannibals your grumpy cannibal grandma

He tried to start a Joja band, Did NOT WORK OUT, Sera put a stop to it quickly.

Adam's room is just fully decked out In Joja, The Joja guitar hangs over his bed, Joja wallpaper, the food is eats is Joja branded, Joja EVERYWHERE

He lives, breathes and eats Joja, JOJA IS HIS LIFE.

(Hell is forever? No JOJA IS FOREVER)

Sera is honestly concerned that's why she actually sent him to the valley, So he could touch grass.

He did not touch grass.

He does get shoved into the sea during the Jellyfish festival though.

[fangirlanxiety74]

Empty Wishes

A/N: Sooo remember how I mentioned that OC x AM fic I was considering posting? This is it!!! Not much context needed beyond, just a bittersweet little story of them hanging out in a simulation/psychodrama thing AM put them in. No TW's beyond, it's kind of sad soo!! I hope y'all enjoy it ;3

"You know, the stars don't really look like that."

A hundred and something years. That was how long it had been since Sara had seen real stars. It made them wonder if anything had changed since the last time they saw stars. She doubted it, but AM always told her how he admired her curiosity. Which is why she sat upon a hill, looking out at a constructed night sky and leaning against a constructed tree; all made just for her.

A hundred and something years. He'd stop keeping track for her. It went in one ear and out the other, anyway.

"Mm. Is that right?" AM hummed, "Then what do they look like?"

"Not like this." She replied. "They look... Well... Hm."

"You don't even remember."

"Shut up. Yes I do."

They tried to remember, but the memory wouldn't come. She had spent so long staring at stars, before she was trapped underneath the Earth. Mapping them out, studying the constellations and planets, finding solace in their light. Now, the stars weren't the same, but she still found solace in them. Even if those stars were empty.

"... I don't remember. But I know they didn't look like this. ... Not to say I don't like the stars you make."

"Thank you, sweetheart."

"... I wish I could show you the stars. I think you would like them."

He didn't comment on that. He knew Sara had a lot of wishes regarding him: To show him stars, to let him smell flowers, to let him taste fruit. To sense. To be human.

But she couldn't grant wishes. And neither could fake, empty stars.

Instead, he asked, "What is h- ... What is your fascination with stars? They're just balls of gas that are millions of light years away, and most of them are dead."

He almost called them 'human.' That was a mistake, and something they didn't like to be called. They weren't human. Not anymore. And for once, he wasn't the reason why.

"Well, they're pretty, for one." She shifted a little to lean against the tree better. "If I remember right, way back then, people used them to do things like make wishes on them, or would use them to find their way home. If you were lost at sea, you could use the stars as a map."

"Like Marigolds for the dead, in your culture?"

"Yeah, like that. Kind of. I'm sure there's a bunch of other reasons people like stars, but those are the reasons I remember best. Oh, and using them for storytelling."

"Storytelling?"

"Yeah. When you have a group of stars gathered together, those are called constellations. People saw pictures in the constellations, and they gave those pictures names and stories. Like the Big Dipper, or Orion's Belt." Their eyes squinted at the sky, like they were trying to find these constellations now. "And some people looked at the constellations, and they decided they would divide up the sky, and each piece of it would have a name and meaning. That's how the zodiacs were created."

The stars began to shift. In moments, there were constellations everywhere. Aquarius, Draco, Hercules- she could see them all.

"Tell me about one of them. Any one."

"Well, my zodiac is the Scorpio," The stars shifted, bringing Scorpio into the spotlight, "I don't remember the story behind it well, but I think... Its name was Scorpius. And the archer Orion wanted to kill all animals, but the goddess Gaea didn't like this, so she sent Scorpius to kill him, and no matter what Orion did, he couldn't kill him. So Scorpius stung Orion to death, and Gaea repaid him by putting him in the night sky."

AM wasn't sure that was how the story went. But it did give him an idea to test something out later... on the others.

"So, what do you think?" They asked, glancing up to his branches.

"It's a nice story. I like the part where the scorpion kills the human."

They laugh, hard. "Yeah, I like that part too."

Sara slumped against the tree they were sitting against, closing their eyes. He could sense their heart and breathing slow down, and he knew it was time to let them rest. Vines dropped from the top and wrapped around her small body, pulling her onto a large and comfortable branch. The vines kept their hold, acting as a belt so she wouldn't fall, and a blanket to keep her warm.

He appeared to her as a tree thanks to the memories of an old children's book that the others had once read. The Giving Tree. He both hated and liked the story, just a little. Just enough to put meaning into his appearance. He wondered if she read the story too, at one point, or if the meaning was lost on her.

What felt like hours was only a minute before Sara's eyes opened and they spoke. 

"I really, really wish I could show you the stars," they whispered, "One day I will. I'll show you the stars and the moon and trees. I'll show you everything you want to see. One day, I promise."

"... Thank you, sweetheart."

They nodded, relaxing against AM’s branches and falling into a peaceful slumber. And as she slept, he ran calculations and diagnostics. They came up negative.

He wished she wouldn't make promises she couldn't keep.

[spiritelectric3]

My Journey Through Homestuck Act 3 (pt. 1)

So, am I really back? Let's find out as I begin Act 3 and will finally stop having to say ____ or GG.

This entry will cover pages 002260 through 002841

-Nothing pains me more in analyzing this series than IMMEDIATELY having the urge to look up how every character is described before named. I will resist the urge.

-This is an interesting way to rope in the theoretical player. Also I'm very glad that I can finally say Farmstink, which is definitely definitely her name... I hate this

-I like the war between narrator and player. It's a weird metanarrative that probably won't be too relevant, but is still charming.

-PUMPKINS.

-She is psychic. But we knew that.

-JADE! Finally I can fucking say it! Jade! Jade Harley! (I'm probably gonna forget the last name but whatever)

-Is her shirt gonna keep changing or...?

-It's interesting that the player controls the flute refrain, but one could argue that that is reflective of Jade's psychic powers. Perhaps she is even somewhat receptive to the whims of the player, who, while not exactly a God, does count as a "higher power".

-I have stuff to say about the pumpkin, but I'm gonna wait a few posts.

-Interesting that Jade hasn't set her fetch modus. Even more interesting that you can purchase them.

-I am terrified to see what happens when the fetch modus runs out of space. My guess is that it will pick a random item and fling it out.

-I want to note that fetch moduses are inconvenient, and so is Jade's. However, Jade's fetch modus is not particularly inconvenient for her because of her psychic powers. She has solved the fetch modus problem by applying it perfectly to her person. Compare that to John, who wings it, Rose, who picks something artful, yet particularly hard to use, and Dave, who picks the popular, "technically right" option (if I remember Data Structures correctly)

-I think it's funny that Jade actually does the absurd command, but this time, unintentionally finds a comfortable way to do so. There's a reason why she was separated from the other characters. Thus far she seems to be able to see through blind spots in logic, but often does not quite grasp their context. This is just after meeting her though, so who knows.

-Ah, it seems that this is in the past too. Oh god. Why does time have to be like this? It's like I have to keep a record in my head of what point of time every character exists in relative to each other. Roughly, this appears to be Jade -> Dave -> John & Rose -> Vagabond.

-What pumpkins?

-Also OH MY GOD! IT CHANGED AGAIN! Now it's the slug on John's shirt but blue.

-This shirt changing thing better not mean we're secretly cutting between many alternate timeline versions of Jade. Absolutely nothing I have heard about Homestuck PERIOD says otherwise.

-The fruit have faces on them.

-Oh I get it, cause non themed memory is just fruit.

-Jade is a furry?

-Also, is she a weird combo of the other three characters.

-WHY DOES SHE HAVE GUNS?

-Do we think Jade is going to point the gun at an innocent creature? Are going to actually trust the narrator with this?

-RIFLEKIND!? I mean, if you're actually expecting to fight, I guess so, but still.

-Jade is the min-maxxed character, isn't she?

-Jade's shirt is

Randice is a flower. He does need water, but not as much as he thinks. You shouldn't worry. If you are considering Randice, you should adopt Wavey as well. Wavey knows how to trick Randice.

-Oh, it's that simple?

-Why didn't anyone tell me that Jade is a furry?

-Jokes aside though, I really like this character.

-What if the magic 8 ball's right though?

-Y'all, I think I know why Jade is psychic.

-What if Jade's grandfather made Sburb?

-The base is truly perfect for Jade.

-WHAT THE FUCK!?

-So, not only did Sburb (supposedly) kill the dinosaurs, but the frog thing is that old? What is happening?

-How is Jade's computer not the one killing the Earth?

-I mean, it's gonna be a part of that, but still.

-mirth, though not his own.

-I REALLY do not like the striders. Though, I know I may have read this already. Still though. Goddamn it.

-I think it's interesting to see Dave make a song like this. It's much less intense than the version of him we see. We've already seen Dave be a little different around Jade, so it's nice to see he has someone he can show a different side of his creative expression to (that being said, I really do not remember the first song Dave played).

-Intermission eh?

-Imagine Homestuck's Homestuck's Homestuck's Homestuck

-Wh- what? Did the Act just... stop?

-Oh, back to Midnight Crew I guess.

-Wait. Is Dave supposed to be fighting his brother or Cal? I mean, his brother is clearly op, but I'm assuming he can change Cal's difficulty settings.

-Though I doubt ____ would let his brother go at his favorite puppet with an actual sword if he wasn't confident Dave would miss. (Oh God ITS HAPPENING AGAIN)

-I can't believe this is how Cal attacks. Nevertheless, I'm sure ____ has better things to do during the APOCALYPSE

-How much does Jade know? I mean, she didn't know what Sburb was, but still.

-Fate plays a very important role in this series. Of course, we already knew that. Still, Jade seems very encouraging about Sburb, but she is apparently unaware about the role it plays in the apocalypse.

-Ah, yes. That's what the end of the world is. Fun. A game in fact. A fun game. After all that fucking happens after this point, we better not end with all the characters on their computers on Earth having finished the game. What little I recall from the Sarah Z video opposes that but still.

-And now we return to the apocalypse.

-I can't believe the dead cat was a part of the plan this whole time.

-Granny healer

-Ah yes. The classic feeling of hitting enemies and hoping they'll tell you how much you're hurting them.

-worm

-Interesting, an entity on the supposedly good side has a supposedly evil sword. I say supposed cause I have a real feeling that this is much more complicated than good and evil.

-So, as I've mentioned before, I'm not strictly reading Homestuck. I'm watching the dub on the Voice Over Nexus YouTube channel. For the most part, I think this has been a good decision. It requires much less reading on my part, the voice acting keeps me engaged, and the inclusion of the flash game sections allows me to experience them without having to download the best version of the comic onto my computer. However, here is where a particularly weird quirk comes out. See, up until now, the Sburb guide has been written by Rose. This is something a reader would come to know through context clues, but it certainly helps to hear Rose's VA. For this segment, I can distinctly hear John's VA, which perhaps gives away something before it is revealed.

-Oh, he just said that Rose asked him. Oh well. Another day, another pointless paragraph I guess.

-It's interesting to see John figure out a significant part of the game, It's also interesting how the punch cards are based in something theoretically plausible, though I'm not sure how many combos of captchalogued things there really can be.

-Also it's weird that this entire system is based off of the English language

-For the record, if my math is correct, there are 68719476736 codes. I feel like there are more things in the universe than that.

-Oh that's so weird.

-Oh. My math is way off. Goddamn it. And here I thought I pulled a gotcha.

-It is cool to see that the writer thought through this.

-Excuse me!? Rose has some very important business to attend to.

-Seeing logos relevant to sburb on a company logo is VERY concerning. I mean, they were there before with Jade, but Jade and her world are both eccentric enough to potentially justify it.

-Why is Jade's house black and white now?

-Oh no. Don't tell me Jade's grandpa's weird interest is taxidermy. (It is, isnt it?)

-Oh-no more hobbies!

-Jade and everything around her are such wild cards.

-Jade has sisters?

-Another worm?

-WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?

-Oh, CG is a _____, aren't they? First relevant in Act 5 my foot, my poor poor foot.

-Again. Is there no way to access the leaves on the tree?

-AHA! Still not sure what to do about the cat though.

-Skaianet? Oh-no

-NO! THEY KILLED THE WORM!

-There must be something thematic about timers in this series

-A note about the Striders and their fight. Dave and ____ have two distinctly different fighting styles. Dave's fighting style prioritizes heavy hitting and strong attacks, while utilizing dodges at his primary defense tactic. ____ alternatively uses blocking, and prefers to attack in ways that catch the opponent off guard, not even using the sword to do so. What's also notable is that Dave puts more focus on offense, trying to get in as many hits as possible, while ____ puts more focus on defense, blocking until he can catch his opponent off guard. Notice that this is the perfect counter to Dave.

-I wonder, if this company is here, then what is the supposed fate that drives everyone forward? Is it a higher power, or is it an illusion of a higher power generated by the exploits of an institution?

-So, if there are meteors spawning without a session, what starts the meteors? The game is involved, but what is it doing?

-I feel like the meteors are coordinated to destiny or something, which is pretty messed up.

-The only comment I have on John's fighting style is that he is improving, but must actively rely on others to find success. Or at least that's what I would leave it at, if I didn't acknowledge that unlike Dave, John is finding success. Perhaps Dave cannot defeat his brother alone, but he might if he had the help of an ally.

-OH GOD DAMN IT! There goes several of the points in my Act 1 analysis! See you all next fall!

-So, is Sburb fucked up or isn't i?

-The worst part is I just know there are homestuck fans who perfectly know every grist type, possibly including future me.

-Dramatic Irony for Granny at work

-Riddles are a recurring motif in this series. Just making a note of that.

-Oh this is different.

-The shaving cream sound should not have made me laugh as much as it did.

-I should note that Graveyard Stuffers is an interesting phrase in that it antagonizes John and his father for a legitimate and understandable reason. If we step back a moment, we can realize that John isn't just killing enemies in a game, he's killing people with feelings... I'm gonna do all this analysis to make the evil side look good and then watch them do the most reprehensible shit, aren't I?

-Also has anyone else struggled to not call Sburb "Homestuck"?

-And so we are the Peregrine Mendicant, who is our first exposure to the side of "good". Seeing as they killed the friendly worm, I'm not too confident in them.

-I'm fascinated by the nature of being trapped in Homestuck. We've seen two of these strange entities trapped in mysterious spaceships, but also, the nature of Sburb traps players in their homes, requiring them to expand their homes rather than leave and venture somewhere else. The one question I'll ask for now is this: If you are trapped somewhere for an extended period of time, does it become your home?

-The doctor died in the apocalypse, didn't he?

-All the senders and recipients of mail are probably dead. This is just sad.

-Prediction: The PM (Peregrine Mendicant) will be able to use this computer to mind control Rose (or at least another main character)

-Oh, interesting glimpse of Future Jade

-What if Jade isn't psychic, but is instead being sent messages from the future?

-Okay. It seems my prediction is immediately proven wrong. Sigh.

-Wait. WTF? The machine just explodes!?

-Wow. A tea set.

-This entire situation is so weird. Like this is for an alternate version of Rose and with a separate cat? Perhaps this is a representation of a younger Rose's room?

-I'm intrigued by how much they've built up John's Father's room.

-Okay, black and white colorization is an interesting way to convey darkness.

-I want to make fun of Jade's grandpa's beliefs that Jade should arm herself, but I really don't have it in me

-I love how the narrator is just arbitrarily picking and choosing who to focus on at a particular moment. Such is the nature of elaborate storytelling.

-Oh, never mind. I guess Dave is just not in a good spot right now.

-Is Jade's grandpa... dead? That's... unexpectedly morbid. Who's been looking after her?

-This fight scene would be funny if I wasn't still shocked by Jade's dead grandpa.

-I have nothing yet to say about Jade's fighting style.

-Good on Jade for successfully confronting the adult figure in her life and choosing to live how she wants... I guess?

-This is actually really sad.

-good worm

-Did I hallucinate a cat meowing in Homestuck!?

-Also is that Polybius? (The scream of my first creepypasta phase can be heard in the distance)

-Oh. It's just an appearifier

-Time traveling in Homestuck is fucked

-Wouldn't the nature of the Butterfly Effect (albeit the pop culture version) just prevent the removal of all past objects in general?

-O... kay. I certainly wasn't expecting a time machine trying and failing to create a copy of Jasper from the past would be how we rope him back into the plot.

-Wait. So Jasper was appearified, presumably in the then present, and then his corpse just showed up? Either that or we're building up to a major paradox.

-Also what's with all the major plot points about corpses!?

-Oh-no. Jasper being missing in time for a week can only mean time travel. Can't wait for Rose to break time in Act 5 Act 2 (I'm being sarcastic here, but if this is actually right then holy shit).

-This is so haunting

-Is the cat with Rose now Jasper from the past? Yea-probably.

-Woah. New location.

-Also. It just occured to me that there is probably a corpse in Dave's life that I just don't know about yet.

-The PM is rather endearing

-Also, I just realized. PM can also stand for Post Man

And that's it. To be honest, I think I'm gonna put off the Act 2 Analysis for a bit longer, assuming I even do it ever, if for nothing else than just that I'm getting really into it now. Besides, the space between Act 3 and an Act 2 analysis is the perfect spot for my own special intermission. For now though, I'll see you around next time for the rest of Act 3.

[werewolf-femboy-maid]

feb 19 2024

yo ok ok so

yeah the world is very evil, but I remembered today why im still here. yeah, food is a huge part of it, I live to eat.

I also live to talk to people. I fucking love talking to random strangers man it's so great. and old friends, that's fucking lit too. I helped this lady who was door dashing to somewhere in my campus and we was chatting about life and school and how fucking wild modern relationships are and how lucky I am to have a fluffy farmer that is nice to me.

I helped her to the office where the doordash was and I bumped into someone who helped me in previous semesters with money payment stuff and it was fun chatting to her and her coworker about school and I got an award AND THEN my bfs moms coworker was there too lmfoaooooo but yeah it was fun flexin my little folder project in the awards booklet :} it was good to catch up

and then i walked all the way to a za shop and back for gummi because I deserved it after such a horrible morning and I felt good after the walk and as I went to the bathroom to sit at my desk, I BUMPED INTO MY CHEMISTRY PROFESSOR THAT RECOMMENDED ME TO LOOK INTO OTHER MAJORS and we had a WHOLE ASS TALK ABOUT IT

professor was a real one man I sucked at chemistry but it was interesting when he told the story of the little uh.. atoms n shi

I was saying I think chemistry is fascinating even if its not my thing and he brought up how we need people to draw the atoms with a 3d perception on a 2d surface.

we was talking about how everybody finds their place, and I told him I was happy he was a part of my journey, and he was glad he could help. and we shook hands and I went to the bathroom to piss hard af like the motherfucking g I am.

fuck I felt so fucking drippy man I looked in the mirror and finally liked what I saw. I don't think im necessarily super ugly but I do think im unlikable if im not doing good :")

perhaps that is so, but that is a conversation for another essay...

I got over 900 people to turn in their guns because I was suicidal and drew on a shirt because my school was doing an awareness thing and I put the 988 nice n big on there too and I had an eyeball crying and the tear dripped down into the flower coming out of the ground.

and yeah the sister showed like 20 religious leaders and that's how my shirt reached all those people.

wild shit man.

it is so easy to be angry, to want to throw it all away, to hate it all.

it is so so easy and desirable to let go completely and just do fuck all. idk its just like that. the demons man the demons. don't do this to your kids. please check in and look for subltle hints your kids do or don't trust you and please act accordingly in a way that isn't abusive.

somethings not right if your kid don't trust you I m just saying, they're not gonna call you if something is wrong.

people hurting so much. and all we seem to know is hurt more.

but as much as hatred is possible, so is love, and I have so much trouble with that.

how can those two opposites exist at the same time.. im either lovable or unlovable, what do you mean I can have flaws and still should love myself???

but I know what it means, I guess im just in denial too much. my bf smells it he knows im always hiding.

hit it ski

oh shit oh shit this ones playing I gotta let y'all in on this one cmere

[truckreincarnation]

Blossoms and Bombs | Avery | Trial 4.1 | Re: Esmee, Nao, Bian, Theo, Shinjuku | ATTN: Shinjuku, y'all

Avery was a little out of it, as they entered the trial room. They’d managed to power through the investigation, to look everywhere they could think to look while constantly worrying about Nao, Bian, and Theophania all for different reasons. But now that they’d finished, and the reality of the situation was weighing on them more fully… 

Frankly (hah), they look exhausted, and it takes them a moment to gather their bearings and enter the conversation properly.

  “I… I can clarify a couple things myself for everyone, about a few different things, and I’ll do my best to make it coherent. So first- Esmee, I can confirm that Nao said that he drank multiple potions of his own making he had on his person after his injury, which is why he’s fully healed. This is corroborated by the fact that the healing potion stock in the training room seemed to not have anything notably missing.”

“I also checked Nao over, seeing… the light injury marks that she has that get left after magical healing. And I did help to Purify her lightheadedness and confusion she was experiencing a bit, but was asked to leave the blood in place for now so that you all could see it too first. So I did that.”

They turn towards Nao, who they give a nod to, and speak to more directly for a moment.

“If you’d like now, at any time I can purify the blood away as well for you since the others have seen it, so please let me know when.” 

That covered… then they give a meaningful glance of worry and thanks over at Theophania as well. Good- It had definitely been their own request that she heal herself as soon as others had seen.

“Next- I can give an account of Theophania’s injuries. She does have blood in her ears, even though the injury they came from is healed, and some still-healing bruising and general dirt, blood, and burns on her clothing primarily on the front side of her. Her Blossom healed the majority of her injuries pretty well so it's hard to say how bad exactly they would have been initially, but definitely worse than they are now by a significant amount.

She also had nothing suspicious on her person I could find. Just bits of pebbles and such in her pockets from the ones she was collecting to use I imagine.”

 A glance back at the others.

“Also, Relatedly: I’d also like to clarify that a damaged eardrum doesn’t only occur at the very center of an explosion specifically, and the placement of all three people we found at the scene were already well within the very large blast radius. The epicenter of the explosion also seemed to be right at the Gate, with the radius of the blast spanning 50 feet."

"This is… very large, but it’s also important to note that Rue informed us that something like an explosive hitting the barrier would cause the barrier’s defenses to effectively double the blast radius and damage those around it indiscriminately. And that… no one had been told this by her ahead of time, so it’s… I don’t know if the person who made it realized that would happen.” 

Avery is quiet for a moment at that, looking down. But they can’t just leave things there, not with more things to say. So they look up and glance to Bian next, shaking their head a bit before looking to everyone else.

  “The petals were only centered around Frank, not Luz. Actually… It’s more accurate to say that the center of the petals was a little bit behind Frank, which implies that he moved or was moved after the Phoenix Blossom was sent to him, at least a little bit."

"The tree that Luz is leaning against has marks that match the scratches on her back, so I think that’s where she first impacted. But the bloody tree a ways away from that is the one that matches the marks on Franks’ front. He… was probably crawling to her from there.”

They look around, realizing Theo hadn’t actually explained the flower fully and that at least one person had been confused about how it worked before now.

  “Also… for those who might not be aware of how it works, Theophania’s Blossom is what we all… found her in at the scene, and that she’s used on Yuliya in the tournament. Basically… when Theo is incapacitated or at risk of dying, her blossom will activate on her automatically and heal her up again for a time, not to full health, which is why she still has some injuries, but enough to no longer be on death's door.” 3 HP, baby-

“She also now has the ability to give this Blossom away to another person who’s in need of it so that they can be prevented from dying instead- But if she does that, she can no longer use it herself while they have it.”

“The… evidence of it having been actually used, not failed before it even started, is the petals being there at all. I recognize the petals. They’re distinctive, looking a deep red like a rose but smelling like violets. There were petals left behind in the spot that Theo’s own Blossom around herself was too that were the same."

"But… I’m not sure what happened. Either… Frank WAS healed back above the risk of dying, but then something else happened to him, or… it was canceled in some way and he ended up dying anyways. It’s probably too early to say for sure one way or the other, but it’s something to keep in mind. It’d be a good idea to… talk about other evidence too, I think.” 

They seem to be about done now, but… one other thing is bugging them a bit, so they look to Shinjuku last.

  “Shinjuku, I… want to ask you a few things. First, considering your restriction was that you couldn’t touch others, did… carrying Bian’s physical body not trigger that restriction for you…? Since you said you brought her inside.” Did she not count as a Person like that? That was a little terrifying. 

“And also… I’d like to clarify something. You said you got two intense pangs, and at about the same time as you heard the explosion, right? That can be assumed to be Frank and Luz getting caught in the blast likely, unless I’m mistaken. But that there was a Third less intense one a moment later. So my question is: How long after the first two was the third one? And were the first two at the exact same time, or were they staggered as well?”

That’s where they’ll be leaving their discussion for now, waiting to hear back. Nowhere in there have they even attempted to explain their alibi testimony, but that’s not the first time they’ve done this. They’ll probably only talk about it if it becomes relevant or they’re asked.

[dancyon]

Capri Recs Part 2

Here's part two of the capri masterpost rec list. Took me days to complete it. Part 1 is here

Enjoy.

Completed

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One the Other by Ruby_Wednesday (Auguste lives AU where Damen takes Laurent to Ios as his charge)

Along For the Ride by idratherhaveyou (Modern College AU, Laurent hitchhikes a ride from Damen and his friends to go save Nicaise)

Wicked Game by onekingdomonce (Laurent amnesia AU canon time)

Star Power by TurtleTotem (Singer Damen and actor Laurent pretend to date to fix their public image)

When the sun is on again by thickenmyblood (Auguste lives at Marlas AU. Bittersweet fic)

The Same Moon by onekingdomonce (Prison AU where they're all assholes)

Wine and Flowers by magisterpavus (The regent sells Damen and Laurent into slavery)

Sun and Spear, Peach and Petal by SteeleStingray (Game of Thrones AU)

A Traitor's Choice by blackgoliath (Aimeric makes a different choice)

Black Light Red by Entity_Sylvir, goldendraeconis (Dark Noir, a killer is on the loose)

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Now Again a Beloved Son by ofsevenseas (In which Marlas evolved differently)

Courts, Crowns, and A Little Game of Chess by waywardwriter (The fix where Damen courts Laurent the way he deserves)

Slow It Down by orphan_account (Laurent finds a sugar daddy to be free of his uncle. Spoiler alert, it's Damen)

Beg my broken heart to beat by VeretianStarburst (In which Laurent visits his brother in jail and that's how he meets Damen)

Thrown for a Loop by Just_Another_Day (Ice Skating AU)

Beyond the Pale by marrieddorks (College AU)

Between Cat Acrobatics by fakexpearls (In which Damen's cat loves the neighbor's balcony)

Catch and Release by barbitone (In which there's a fine line between law and crime. Modern AU berencel)

marble, salt, and prophecies by Graysworks (Damen amnesia AU right after KR. Laurent and Nikandros are trying their best, ok?)

On one's knees by thickenmyblood (This is Kastor/Laurent canon time.)

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Detours From the Road to Ruin by Just_Another_Day (omegaverse canon time)

Nikandros Doesn’t Get Paid Enough For This by dragonmage27 (In which Lamen are more innocent than Nikandros thinks)

they're angry, they're sorry, they're worried (you don't care) by Anonymous (In which trusting someone with your whole self is hard. But Laurent is trying. Post canon)

Water of Life by deripmaver (I hate you derip. extremely graphic and traumatic birth, y'all have been warned)

Under The Shade of Trees by nuttinonice (Laurent is still trying his best. He really is)

According to plan by Poteto (Nikandros is also trying hard. His friends don't make his job easy)

Deliverance by EmergencyBroadcastSystem, SEABlRD (Priest Nikandros, Angel Damen and Demon Laurent)

The Best Contract at Court by barbitone (Ancel really does not know what's up. Also Auguste is very straight)

Homeward Bound by Seek_The_Mist (Post canon celebration)

The Stars Go Waltzing Out In Blue And Red by Holly_Golightly (Lazar POV of canon time)

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What A Feeling To Be A King Beside You by beautifulmagick (omegaverse post canon)

Four things that didn't happen to Laurent, and one that could have changed everything by st_aurafina (What it says on the tin)

A wreath of laurel by Kirianna_May (Dryad Laurent AU)

after me, the flood by vicariously kingly (pelted) (In which they reincarnate. Again. And again. And again)

Moonsea by Tyranno (In which Damen doesn't survive the whipping. This is a ghost story)

False Cognates by scarlet-kingsnake (high_spring_tide) (Cultural collision. Vere and Akielos are very different)

The Finest Thing (Whatever It Is One Loves) by booksnchocolate (In which Laurent tries to do the wooing.)

Where flowers bloom by emaline (Hanahaki disease AU)

eyes like sinking ships by Veraison (Nikandros will be there for the Prince of Vere. He'll do it for Damen)

Out of my league by Anonymous (Football AU)

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Whirlwind by shoulderpadutopia (Nikandros helps Laurent get a pet)

A Party of Our Own by DisraeliGears (Nikandros and Laurent bond over not liking parties)

No End of War by Just_Another_Day (Zombie AU)

Lovefool by Kittendiamore (Laurent is an actor Damen hires and brings to a family party)

Marks of a Life Well-Lived by Jinxed_Ink (In which Nicaise is very much alive and thriving)

Before the Veil by Jaydee_Faire (Post canon. Medical issues)

Into You by bowtieowl (Damen is Torveld and Laurent's bodyguard. And then just Laurent's)

The Sun Goes Down Every Night by Kittendiamore (Damen is with Jokaste. He is also with Laurent. This is harder than it should be)

Kidnapped by Josselin (Laurent and their son get kidnapped. Damen has to find them.)

Paraskínia by SEABlRD (Wing fic. There is absolutely nothing nice about this story. Read at own risk)

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In The Veretian Style by IAmANonnieMouse (Nikandros teaches Laurent how to wrestle)

united we stand, divided we fall by baekhyun (baruna) (Ghost Auguste hunts Damen until he doesn't)

A Dozen Marriage Proposals by mfingenius (In which Damen mistakes Laurent for a pet, and Auguste is a big brother)

How Laurent accidentally got himself into a relationship by mfingenius (What it says on the tin)

Meet the 'Boyfriend' by Just_Another_Day (Laurent has a foolproof plan to make Aleron accept Damen. He'll bring Lazar home first.)

ships passing in the night by ciin (Soulmate AU)

Snakebite by Jaydee_Faire (Medical horror post KR. Kastor's blade was poisoned and Laurent has no one left but Damen in the world)

Laurent's one-year secret relationship by mfingenius (In which Auguste has a little brother who is growing up)

dinner until you wrestle it up by baekhyun (baruna) (Laurent wants to meet Damen's family)

Stubborn by JustDrinkTea (Soft Summer Palace fic)

WIP

Sleeping Beauty by Pepperweb (Coma patient Laurent and Damen was his nurse)

The storm who leaves no trace. by Mechanical_Candle (Magic AU)

Written In Runes by Nayona (Magic and science and fighters. Futuristic AU)

The Cast Iron Prince's Romantic Way to Happiness by Anielka (In which Laurent suddenly finds himself the character his favorite book)

words like oil, tongue as a sword by kapteeni (Undercover abolitionist Laurent meets undercover slave owner Damen)

The Freedom of Falling by LadyKyrin (Pacific Rim AU)

with luck, it might even snow for us by marrieddorks (Christmas time chateau in the mountains fic)

Oracle at Delfeur by elesary (Laurent goes bake in time to Marlas and changes everything)

Concordia by Ccainao3 (post olympics AU. not as cute as it sounds)

sanguinary poultice, love charm by Lapin (Laurent and Damen meet in completely different circumstances)

[mercur1e]

Helllooooo

Soo I just saw you're headcannons are literally 💞💞

It's lowkey the only thing keeping me safe and alive ✋😌......soooooo can I request Gom + kuroko and kagami (if it's to much you can just doo Aomine, Kise and Midorima and akashi)where they accidentally hurt their s/o feelings pleaaseeeeee..... I need some angst but please end it in fluff (cuz i lowkey cannot handle it)

Please take care of yourself, your health always comes first, I love youuuu ❤❤❤

Ofc love! I hope you're doing well and I love you too :) <333

Akashi

He disregarded your hard work :(

You're trying to start your own small business and you're having a little trouble, which is not unusual that happens sometimes!

You were having trouble hiring employees and you were talking to him about it, and he was in a bad mood prior to you approaching him

"You're not going anywhere with this. It would just be better to give up on it. You're not going to make it that far even if you do succeed. And can you leave? I'm busy and all you're doing is acting as a distraction."

You just froze, you couldn't believe what he had just said

Not only did he know how much work you were putting in, he also knew how excited you were for the future of your shop too

You didn't even say anything, you just froze with shock, hurt, and surprise and stomped out of his office

You left the house, you needed some time to cool off and cry

It took Akashi a second to realize what he had said and how hurtful his words were, so he started looking all over for you in the house. He goes into the garage to see your car is gone and he assumes the worst.

You don't pick up the phone when he calls you or answer his texts, opting to turn it off after the fifth call.

You stay by your best friend for the night and they comforted you and told you he probably didn't mean it, and that you can stay as long as you need

After you leave from by your friends place you go to your favorite cafe for some breakfast

And guess who's there, Akashi.

You turn around and walk out because you were honestly not ready to deal with him just yet and it was too early in the morning for all that

He catches you on the way out and apologizes :)

"Love, I apologize for what I said yesterday. It was inconsiderate, hurtful, and wrong. You've been working so hard on your business and you're doing your best to make it happen. I was in a bad mood yesterday and I dont know what came over me. Will you forgive me?"

Looking you in the eye as he spoke every word, holding your hands and rubbing them, you know he was truly sorry and wants to fix what he did.

"I forgive you Sei, but what you said was really hurtful. You know how much this means to me and how much work I've been putting in. But I do forgive you."

He takes you out to eat at your favorite restaurant and watch a movie afterwards back at home, kisses you tons and holds you in his arms when you fall asleep.

He also puts in a good word with his work associates about your business and you gain more employees and popularity! But unless you want to do it completely on your own he's there supporting you every step of the way and giving you advice :)

Midorima

He acts like your affection is kryptonite, even though you're not a clingy or overly-affectionate person

You guys had been together for about 3-4 months

He always brushes you off even at the most simplest acts of affections, you're starting to really question if he even wants to be together.

Well this particular time he embarrassed you in front of the team :/

There was a break in between practice and you went to give him his water bottle and give him a hug

"Hey Shin he's your water bottle, don't work yourself too hard okay?"

After that you went in for a quick hug but he held a hand against your chest and glared at you

"Why are you always so clingy? You're always on me and its annoying. Can you just leave me alone or leave?"

He said that right in the middle of the court, everyone's eyes were on you and you felt embarrassed.

"...alright."

That's all you after said you shoved the water bottle into his hand and walked out of the gym.

Takao was the one to call him out on his behavior and tell him that he was being rude and that he should apologize

Midorima took that advice and after practice, he went to find you and apologize, except you weren't anywhere he checked or thought you would be

You avoided him for 3 days straight until he arrived at your house unannounced

Your lucky item in his hand, he gives you a well deserved apology

"Y/N I- I'm sorry that I was being rude to you. There was no reason for me to act like that and I haven't been appreciating you like I should. That was rude of me and I hope you except my apology. Also- this is your uh lucky item."

He hands you a plushie :)

He gives you hugs and reassures you that he appreciates your affections despite him not being used to it!

He also got an extra lap at practice from Miyaji lol but he decided not to tell you that part

Kise

Is very busy and it's sometimes hard to make time for you :(

And you also couldn't show him affection in public or be around him because his fangirls would throw a hissy fit

He hasn't been answering his phone and he can't really get that close to you at school so you've been feeling left behind

When you finally managed to catch him, you said you wanted to go out and just catch up because you two haven't spent much time together and he agreed

However Kise forgot about the plans and you were waiting at the restaurant, alone.

You went home that night upset, tired, and wondering if you even want to be in a relationship anymore

You stopped texting him and talking to talk to him at school, not that you even had that much time to talk to him and school anyway

Kise had realised a whole day later that he had forgotten about the plans you two had made together

He took off from work the whole week, even though his manager was mad about it and went off to find you

He found you at a park after school and approached you with flowers in his hand

"Y/N baby I'm so sorry I forgot about our date. I can't imagine how you must've felt and to make up for it I called the whole week off! I'm really, really sorry that I havent had time for you. Do you forgive me?"

"Yeah, I forgive you Kise I'm just really hurt that you stood me up. You knew we hadn't spent alot of time together and I was really hoping to catch up with you that night. But I'm just happy you're here."

He takes you to a concert! Your favorite artist was in town and he bought tickets for the two of you!

The whole week was filled with fun, love, and lots of conversations :)

He promises to make more time for you and be there for you whenever he can!

He also posts you on his socials and shows you affection at school, showing his fangirls that he's not for them, but for you and they can go away of they don't like that

Aomine

You feel like he doesn't put any effort into the relationship

It's always you doing everything, it just gets tiring

He doesn't really make an effort to do anything, like plan dates, hang out, or just spend time together

He also uses basketball as an excuse to not hang out with you when you already know he's not at practice

Like if you want alone time man just say that

So you had planned a date for you two, nothing big just going to the movie theaters yk

He cancelled last minute, saying Imayoshi was forcing him to come to practice

It was a sunday, they don't have practice in sunday

You talked to Momoi as she is a close friend of yours too, about how you feel like you're the only one making an effort and that you feel like he doesn't want to spend time with you

She tells you to confront him about it, so you do

The next time Daiki comes to your house you ask him about it

"It just feels like I'm the only one putting work into the relationship and I feel like you're avoiding me. You make up excuses to not be with me and bail on me last minute...do you even want to be with me? And if you do want alone time just be upfront about it, don't give me terrible excuses or flake out on me."

Aomine honestly didn't know you felt that way

Now that he looks back at it, it has been mainly you doing most of the stuff in the relationship, and he can see why you feel like it's only you trying

"You're right, it has been mainly you doing stuff for both of us. I'm gonna start putting in more effort because it's time I do. I'm sorry that I've been making shitty excuses to not hang out with you, and cancelling all of a sudden. I'll be honest when I don't feel like going out and I'll spend more time with you."

He makes it up to you by taking you to a festival and going to see a movie with you

True to his word, he starts putting more effort into y'alls relationship and you two take turns planning dates

And if he doesn't feel like going out you guys have at home dates instead :)

I know this took a little longer than usual, I'm sorry for the little setback. Hopefully you like them! Thank you for requesting and feedback is appreciated! Love you <333

[rosewritestuff]

Anon Ask - Jake Jensen

Anon asked: okay but imagine being spit roasted by infinity war steve rogers and andy barber you make me feel such wonderful things but hi hi again, is it possible we could get a dark!jake jensen plz!! also what should we refer to you as?? ( like nickname wise ) 🎀

Hi! Hehe it's a good thought :P Umm how about y'all call me Rose? It's my favorite flower?

Jake Jensen x Reader; dub!con leaning non!con, choking, semi-public sex

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

"Miss. Liking the angle of the dangle?" the man asked, as you stared, open mouthed at his huge dick. You shook yourself, it didn't matter, you had to get this delivered right away. You stepped onto the elevator, ignoring his grin.

When the doors closed and the elevator started moving again, he reached around you and hit the emergency stop. You spun to face him, ready to yell, but he was closer than you thought, and he pressed you back against the doors.

"Look at you, so put together. I'm gonna ruin you," he said, licking up your neck as continued, "I'm Jensen by the way, want you to know who's name you'll be screaming in a minute."

You shivered, in fear and arousal. "Please, let me go," you whispered, still clutching your briefcase in between you like a barrier. Jensen grabbed it, throwing it to the ground before shoving your skirt up and ripping your panties off.

"You'll go when I'm through with you," he snarled, stuffing two fingers in your wet pussy. You couldn't help moaning, rocking your hips into his hand. "There she is, knew there had to be a slut hiding somewhere in there."

Jensen pulled his hand free, ripping your shirt open, buttons flying everywhere, and groped your breasts, squeezing them hard and making you cry out. He slapped you, saying, "Sluts don't cry, you hear me?" You nodded your head, eyes watering, but you blinked the tears back.

Jensen yanked his shirt off and pressed you tight against the doors, lifting your leg and putting it around his waist, sliding his cock into you. You arched your back as he entered you swiftly, the stretch enormous around his huge cock.

He began thrusting right away, not giving you time to adjust, pounding into you. You couldn't breathe, he was so big and fucking you so hard. Then he wrapped his hand around your throat and squeezed and you really couldn't breathe.

Your eyes widened and you scratched at his back, but Jensen didn't let up. "You're either gonna pass out or you're gonna come," he said darkly, eyes shining with lust. You felt yourself getting lightheaded, the pressure in your core building. You didn't know which was going to happen first, when suddenly everything in you snapped and you were coming, shaking in his hold.

Jensen released your throat and you gasped, spots dancing in your vision as he grabbed your hips and fucked you even harder, hips slamming into yours. He came with a groan, biting down hard on your neck as you wailed.

After he pulled out, he quickly got dressed, and hit the emergency button, getting the elevator going again. When it reached the floor he wanted, he stepped out saying, "I'll find you again baby, you're mine now."

[lawngnomeofdoom]

Part Five: when I'm near you

PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 PT6 PT7

Summary: Connor works up the courage to tell you how he feels, and ends up getting a little help from Hank.

A/N: Y'all are always so sweet in the comments and messages, thanks again for reading! I'll have a masterlist set up soon and for those who are wondering the chapter after this will be the smut you've been waiting for! ;)

Markus had promised Connor that after he admitted and accepted his feelings toward you everything would be much easier.

Connor had begun to suspect he had lied.

He approached you initially with confidence, you sat at your desk typing away. Connor planted himself in front of you and cleared his throat.

“Y/N, I am interested in you romantically. I wish to pursue this further with you, provided you are also interested.” He declared, but you didn’t even glance up to the sound of his voice. He waved his hand in front of your face after a moment and you remove your earbuds.

“Oh hey Connor, what’s up?” You ask with a light smile.

“I just wanted to see if you needed more coffee.” Connor choked out.

“Mmm nah I’m okay right now but thank you, you’re so sweet.” You reply as you stretch your arms. Connor still stands in front of your desk, unmoving.

“Did…did you need anything else?”

“No, just wanted to mention that you look nice today.” He managed to say.

“Aww thanks buddy.”

“Buddy.” Connor repeats, the word stings somehow. But not as much as you rising from your chair and patting him on the head, it reminded him of how he pets Sumo.

“I’m heading down to the archives, I’ll be back.” You say as you walk down the hall, Connor watches you go, trying to will the right words out but managing only silence.

“You are the most pathetic android I’ve ever seen.” Hank says.

“Hank, I didn’t realize you were there.” Connor gulps as he realizes the LT. was at his desk the whole time.

“I mean that was painful.”

“I wasn’t-

“Shut up. I know what you were trying to do.”

“Are you opposed to my pursuit of Y/N? I know you care for her as well.” Connor asked hesitantly.

“Look, I am not going to give you my blessing or anything like that but no I’m not opposed. What I am opposed to is watching you crap your pants every time you talk to her. It makes me nauseous.” Hank complained. Connor sat at his desk and sighed.

“What am I supposed to do?”

“Not that.” Hank chuckled but softened when Connor threw his infamous puppy dog eyes his way.

“Okay, okay, we can talk about this but not here. Come over to my house tonight, and bring roses, purple ones if you can find em’.” Hank conceded after a moment.

“Thank you, Hank.” Connor said with relief.

“Don’t mention it. Literally, don’t tell anybody about this ever.”

That night Connor arrived at Hank’s home at the exact time he instructed, a bouquet of purple roses in hand. When he knocked on the door Hank threw it open, and to Connor’s surprise he wore a stained floral apron.

“Fucking finally.” He cursed snatching the flowers out of his hand.

“Are you cooking?” Connor asked with a cocked head.

“Gumbo. God Connor, you didn’t think to put these in some water? Why are you still standing there get inside!” He grumbled and slammed the door behind Connor. His eyes explored his partner’s kitchen to see various veggies chopped up along with a variety of seasonings littered across the countertops. A boiling pot sat in the kitchen; Sumo watched it diligently.

“Will others be joining us?” Connor inquired, knowing that Hank didn’t make the extra food for his consumption.

“No. This is Y/N’s favorite food, and these are her favorite flowers. She lives a few doors down; you’re going to take her a bowl of gumbo and these roses.” Hank explained as if briefing him on a mission.

“Just like that?” Connor asked.

“Well yeah, it’s only hard if you make it hard.” Hank said scooping the gumbo into a stained Tupperware bowl.

“You seem to know a lot about Y/N.” Connor commented.

“Yeah well, she lost her dad, I lost my son, and we sort of found each other. I got a kid to be proud of, and she got a grumpy old man to yell at her.” He explained.

“Oh.” Connor said simply.

“I don’t want to go into all of it right now Connor but maybe someday. Let’s just focus on tonight.” Hank said handing him the bowl of gumbo and flowers that he placed gently in a glass vase.

“Just be yourself. Don’t be a fucking weirdo.”

“But you said to be myself.” Connor smiled.

“A sense of humor? Use that, it’ll distract her from that weird blinky thing you do with your eyes. Alright, knock em dead kid.” Hank said and patted Connor on the shoulder. He glanced down nervously at the food and flowers and back up at Hank, his eyes pleading.

“Hey, you can do this. If it makes you feel better, she maybe mentioned one time that she thought you were handsome or something.” Hank sighed. Connor’s eyes lit up.

“Did she?”

“Don’t let it get to your head Casanova. Just go already, she’s two houses down, to the left.” Hank said and shoved Connor out the door into the night. Connor forced his feet forward down to your door and stared at the floral wreath adorning it before finally knocking. He heard, the sound of a dog barking, then the sound of your feet across a wood floor, then a series of locks being unlatched. Finally, the door opened and there you stood, you wore boy shorts and an oversized t-shirt that exposed one of your shoulders, your hair, normally in a slick ponytail at the station, was loose and curly down your back and shoulders, a black german shepard peeked through your legs. The sight of you stunted all of his processors, freezing him there on your doorstep.

“Connor?” You said with a surprised but excited grin.

“Gumbo.” He replied after a moment and awkwardly held up the Tupperware.

“Oh, uh that looks good, thank you. Do you want to come in?” You ask and hold the door open for him.

“Yes, thank you.” He said and stepped inside, lightly brushing up against you as he did. Connor wasn’t sure but he thought he heard your breath catch.

“I can take the food, and oh my! Those roses are beautiful.” You say in awe as you take the vase from Connor.

“Beautiful creatures deserve each other.” Connor said without thinking. The entirety of your face turns bright red and your turn away toward the kitchen to hide it.

“Not that I’m not happy to see you but what are you doing here?” You ask regaining your composure.

“I wanted to spend more time with you, but I didn’t know how to proceed on the matter. Hank suggested the food and flowers as a start.” Connor answered truthfully as he scratched behind your dogs ear. You lean against your kitchen counter and fail to fight a bashful grin.

“Well I am grateful, but you could’ve just asked, I like spending time with you Connor.” You say. You can tell he’s having a hard time focusing with how scantily clad you're dressed and it makes you feel slightly accomplished.

“I like spending time with you too Y/N.” He replies awkwardly. You look away from his gaze, something about it is making your stomach do backflips, and go to admire the roses he brought you.

“Ow!” You wince and pull your hand back, having sliced your finger open on a thorn. Connor is immediately in front of you, stopping the minor bleeding with a kitchen rag.

“Are you alright?” He asks in a low, gentle murmur.

“Yeah, just a little cut, no big deal.” You reply looking up into his brown eyes. His lips are inches away from yours and you feel a desperate hunger to close the distance between them. He delicately tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear and then uses the same hand to tilt your chin up to his.

“Can I-“Connor begins to ask but the softness of your moment is cut off by the loud vibration of your cell phone going off.

“It’s probably work.” You say as your stomach drops. Connor blinks a few times and nods.

“Yes. A homicide was just reported.” He replies, his tone dripping with disappointment. You reluctantly release his hands and sigh.

“I should probably put pants on for that.” You say trying to lighten the mood.

“Unfortunately, I’d have to agree with you,” Connor says. You turn toward your bedroom but then turn back to face Connor and stand on your tiptoes to peck his cheek.

“We’ll have to continue this some other time.” You promise. Connor places his hand on the spot of his cheek you kissed, a wide grin forming.

“I’d like that Y/N.” He replies, his LED flashing like a Christmas tree.

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dirty thoughts from a distance

pairing: dom!changmin x virgin!reader, best friends to lovers, college au!

synopsis: you masturbate while thinking of your best friend and he catches you moan out his name

word count: 3.8k

warnings: maybe slight angst, (getting caught) masturbating, mutual masturbation, sex in general ig

a/n: y'all are crazyy! it has barely been 19 days and I have already hit 100 followers🤧 thank you guys so much for your support and sending in requests!!! everytime I see leave me nice messages I feel so encouraged to keep on writing even though there is still a lot of room to improve and I am not always completely satisfied with what I create. I wish all of you a great day and hope that you stay happy and healthy!!

this chapter is especially dedicated to @bangcrispychannie​ and anon who requested this kind of scenario ❤️

masterlist + requests

for three years you wondered why you hadn't lost your virginity yet. it's not like you didn't have enough opportunities since you had been in two relationships so far, both lasted about five to seven months.

the feelings in your first relationship were been mostly one-sided however.

when a guy in your biology class named Minho confessed his crush for you, you thought that the only logical next step was to become a couple. you were quite flattered that he had taken such an interest in you and believed and hoped you would eventually develop feelings for him as well. the problem was you didn't. after not being able to be emotionally let alone physically intimate with him for a few months into your relationship, he finally confronted you and you confessed that you just couldn't bring yourself to see him that way. your relationship came to an end just before becoming a senior in high school.

in your last year, you got close with Seonghwa. you were seat neighbors in your english class and you'd chat all the time. he was perfectly sweet, smart and funny and you instantly got along just fine. you developed an interest in him and he seemed to feel the same way. he asked you out with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and some chocolate and you agreed to being his girlfriend without much thought. you caught yourself falling in love with this boy and didn't shy away from physical affection such as kissing and holding hands. you were convinced you were ready to give yourself to him during prom night but when it came to it you chickened out. a couple of hours before, you had found out that your best friend changmin had broken up with his girlfriend of six months.

for a long time you hadn't been able to decipher why you hadn't slept with Seonghwa then. as time passed, the unpleasant answer became clearer and clearer: you had brought up your hopes.

you had been best friends with changmin basically since you started elementary school. on the first day, he scared you with a stupid horror mask he had sneaked in from home and made you cry. he felt so guilty and was determined to make it up to you and to become friends. you had been inseparable ever since.

when he got his first girlfriend in junior year you were devastated. you convinced yourself that the reason for that was that you had been scared he was going to replace you as his best friend but in reality you had felt jealousy.

you were suppressing your feelings because if you confessed, things might become awkward. there was no way changmin could ever like you the same way.

all of this became more difficult as you moved in together for college. you were sharing an apartment now and every day, it became harder to avoid your growing and troublesome feelings. your heart would beat faster whenever he walked around shirtless (which was most of the time) and you decided to try to ignore him. this was especially difficult since you wanted to appreciate his physique. when had he become this handsome? changmin had been dancing all his life so he had always been fit but now that he was majoring in it and training most of the time, his body had developed and he had become super toned and his abs were more prominent.

he'd often make his way into your dreams and you'd let him do inappropriate things with you. you'd wake up wet and needy and even more confused. you were ashamed of seeing him this way. this was not how one normally thought about their best friend.

it was a wednesday morning and you were eating breakfast when changmin joined you in the kitchen. he flashed you a big smile, making his pretty dimples appear which you didn't see as you did not look at him.

'good morning, y/n!' he greeted you in a good mood. you just grunted in response, intensely staring at the cereal swimming in your bowl.

the fact that you couldn't even spare him a glance hurt changmin but he tried to not let it show. he wanted to get you to talk to him.

'do you want to watch a movie and play some board games today after class?' he proposed. you hadn't spent a lot of time together ever since you had become aware of your feelings.

'I have an essay due tomorrow,' you quickly made up as an excuse. the corners of changmin's mouth twitched but you didn't notice as you were too preoccupied with doing anything that didn't include looking at him.

'then maybe on the weekend. or next-' 'I'll be busy,' you interjected. 'I have lots to do.' you stressed the lots to emphasize there was absolutely no way you would be able to hang out with him any time soon.

'umm… okay. I'll be going to class.' he told you dejected. your heart sank but you didn't respond. he was wondering whether he had done anything to make you upset but he couldn't wrap his mind around it. this had been going on for a while and he was starting to become desperate.

when you first got the apartment you spent every free minute of the day together, happy that you finally moved out and could be with each other 24/7, but then you stopped talking to him completely out of nowhere. from one day to the other, you would avoid leaving your room when he was outside and barely talked to him anymore. at first, changmin thought you were just stressed and that you'd eventually warm up again when exam season came to an end but a few months had passed and, if anything, the situation was even worse than before.

you were watching the time and after ten minutes you decided to leave for classes as well. you had started doing this so you couldn't possibly catch up to him and risk having a conversation.

'hey, y/n, what's up!' your friend chanhee hugged you when you arrived on campus. you were both majoring in fashion design and were getting along on well since the beginning of the first semester.

you sighed exasperatedly. 'changmin's up.' you puffed your cheeks and pouted. chanhee nodded knowingly. he was the only person who was aware of your little secret and that was only because you had accidentally drunk confessed the whole story to him at your first college party.

'you know maybe you should tell him. this whole thing is clearly not making you happy and I saw changmin walk by a few minutes ago. if I had to guess I'd say he was in an even worse mood than you. someone accidentally ran into him and he pushed them hard and called them names. it's not like him to overreact like this. he's usually super collected. I think you finally managed to break his spirit,' chanhee reported to you.

this had never been what you intended. why did everything have to be so difficult? you didn't want to be the cause of your best friend's unhappiness.

'he must feel like I despise him. but I cannot confess to him, that would be the end of our friendship!' you were constantly torn apart by this dilemma.

'well, if you're not gonna act on your feelings, maybe try to move on? find something casual or serious with someone new? then you'd forget all about changmin and you'd be able to go back to acting normal around him' he suggested.

chanhee's advice didn't sound too bad. if you couldn't get with changmin then you had to de-crush yourself and find somebody different to focus your emotional energy on. but on who?

'is there anyone you could think of?' you ask chanhee. he had great taste in practically everything so you highly valued his opinion.

'hmm, you could potentially try younghoon hyung? I've seen him eyeing you for weeks now and he even told me thinks your gorgeous.' he wiggled his eyebrows teasingly.

younghoon was a pretty art student, whom chanhee knew from high school. you didn't talk to him often, mostly at parties and he wasn't exactly your type but you tried to remember shouldn't judge him by his first impression when you haven't even got to know him.

chanhee pulled out his phone and soon you felt yours vibrate in your back pocket. you looked at him questioningly.

'I sent you his number in case you're interested,' he explained proudly. he put his hand on your shoulder and you could see the concern in his eyes. 'you really need to get over changmin if don't want to confess,' he insisted firmly.

so you decided to text younghoon during class. he was very polite and you thought he was cute as he seemed excited to talk to you. you agreed to hang out sometime to get to know each other and decided to meet up friday for dinner.

after the end of your classes, you walked home to warm up yesterday's leftovers. to your dismay, changmin had also decided to come home for once. since you began acting all weird and refused to eat with him, he usually spent lunch time with his dance mates as they had practice after anyway. why had he decided to come here today? your question was answered when he ran up to you, smiling from ear to ear and you noticed he was hiding something behind his back.

'you know how there is a blackpink concert downtown on friday? guess what!' he held up two tickets. surely you would at least agree to spend time with him if it meant being able to see your favorite group, right?

he must have gone through so much trouble to get tickets for you and since blackpink were your favorite music artists you were actually contemplating on going but then you remembered you had made plans.

'I can't. I'm going out with younghoon friday night.'

'kim younghoon?' he raised an eyebrow skeptically.

'why would you to be spending time together? I didn't know he was even talking to you,' he questioned you. anger was boiling inside of you.

'maybe it's because you don't know everything about me,' you snapped at him. you were aware that you were being harsh but somehow his words hurt you. why did he doubt you? did he think you weren't able to get with someone as awesome and popular as younghoon? did he not consider you pretty enough?

the microwave beeped, indicating your food was ready, making you snap out of your thoughts.

'y/n, I swear, that's not what I meant.' he stepped directly in front of you so you were forced to look at him. you stared deep into his pleading eyes as you closed the microwave door, turned your back to him, stomped to your room and slammed the door shut, leaving changmin behind in the kitchen.

your whole body was tense as you listened closely to any sounds coming from outside and felt relieved when you heard the front door close. feeling sad and depressed always made you feel tired so you decided to take a nap to forget about all the negative feelings.

when you woke up you were horny af. you had a dream about changmin taking you on the kitchen counter and now your panties were completely soaked with your arousal.

desperate, you pulled them down and tossed them somewhere to the side. it didn't matter. you needed relief now.

you closed your eyes as you slowly started rubbing your clit, imagining it was changmin's slender fingers touching you instead. your imagination was running wild and you sped up the tempo.

eventually, you plunged your middle finger and then your index finger inside you, pretending that changmin was stretching your walls with his cock.

you moaned loudly and picked up the pace, chasing your high. oh, how much you wished he was the one making you come.

'yes?' you opened your eyes and gasped loudly as you saw changmin watching you from the doorway. you hecticly pulled up your blankets to your chest to cover your naked lower body. for how fucking long had he been standing there?

'oh fuck, changmin...' you cursed out loud.

to your surpise he laughed. 'oh, is this why you have been so distant? were you embarrassed about imagining doing dirty things with me?' your cheeks were burning red and you were unable to move a muscle.

'you know, if you had told me you were thinking of me while doing it then I could've helped you out already. that would have spared both of us a lot of frustration.' he stepped into the room and pulled the sheets away, his hungry eyes fixed on your desperately dripping pussy. you tried to hide it with your hands.

'n-no… what are you saying? aren't we best friends? ' you couldn't comprehend what was happening right now. the way he was acting was so unexpected that you didn't know how to react or what to say. he brushed his hand over your burning cheeks. his eyes were conveying disparity.

'but what if I told you I don't care? that I like you? that I see you as more than just my best friend?'

'wait, you like me?' you couldn't believe your ears. was he actually reciprocating your feelings?

he groaned in exasperation. 'y/n, why did you think I ended things with my ex out of the blue?' you shrugged your shoulders as you weren't sure. you had thought it was because she had lost interest in him, at least that's what changmin had told you back then.

'because I realized I was in love you, you dumbass. how could I be together with someone if I had feelings for someone else?'

'I actually ruined my chances of having sex with seonghwa for the first time for the same reason. it was just after I had found out about the breakup,' you confessed, relieved that you were finally beginning to make sense of everything.

he climbed onto the mattress and positioned his knees next to your closed legs, leaning his hands on the wall behind you so that he was hovering above you.

'I'm sorry that you lost that opportunity. let me make it up to you,' he whispered with his face mere inches from yours and then kissed you. losing all self-restraint, you immediately pulled his body closer so that he was straddling you. after all these months filled with sexual frustration and just frustration in general, you were desperate for his touch. your hands wandered under his dance shirt and you were finally able to touch those abs you had been secretly admiring for so long.

you broke the kiss to take off both of your shirts and changmin skillfully unclasped your bra.

while his tongue was exploring the insides of your mouth, his hands were kneading your breasts, occasionally rubbing and pinching your hardened nipples. you felt his hard dick press against your lower abdomen as he grinded himself into you to get friction.

after having dreamt about this moment for so long, you felt impatient. this was too good to be true and you were scared that if you didn't act quick, your bubble would bust.

without thinking twice about it, you pulled down the hem of his sweatpants and boxers just far enough so you could easily reach inside and whip out his dick. you stopped for a moment to admire his length. it looked even better than you had ever imagined in any of your wildest dreams.

he sat upright, leaning on the wall behind you, while you stroked his cock. he was sensitive to your touch and not shy to show you how well you were doing by responding with moans.

'fuck, y/n. you're doing amazing.' his praise made you eager to show him just how good you could make him feel. your lack of experience was barely noticeable as the adrenaline flowing through your veins was guiding you.

you tapped his thighs to signalize him to inch closer. that way your mouth had easier access to his dick. you hesitantly licked up his length and were fascinated by how he tasted. wanting to have more of it, you swirl your tongue around his pink tip. changmin eventually became impatient and forced more of his dick inside your mouth so you tried to take as much of him as you could but your gag reflex made it difficult for you. instead, you worked your hands where your mouth couldn't do its job.

not wanting you to feel neglected, changmin reached behind him to stimulate your clit. he skillfully started rubbing all the right places and you moaned around him, sending vibrations through his cock.

he couldn't take this stimulation for much longer before he had to force himself to pull out of your mouth.

'wow, you almost made me come there.' he panted heavily. 'but I want to be inside you first.' you got lost in his touch as he placed a long kiss on your lips but a sudden thought brought you back to reality.

'wait, I don't have a condom,' you informed him embarrassed. you hadn't planned to lose your virginity any time soon so you hadn't bought any. did that mean the end of this wonderful dream?

but changmin laughed light heartedly. 'no need to worry. hold up, let me get some from my room.' you relaxed again as he disappeared and came back shortly with a condom wrapper in his hand.

you were prepared for him to start right away and took a deep breath in preparation but he didn't do anything.

'I don't think it's a good idea to start yet since I haven't even prepared you. the last thing I would want to do is hurt you so just lay back.'

he positioned your legs over his shoulders so your hips were hovering in the air. you felt his warm breath against your vagina before he drove his tongue inside you, seeing for himself how wet he had made you and tasting your arousal. you clasped your hands over your mouth to stop yourself from releasing any sounds.

'don't do that. I want to hear how good I make you feel,' changmin complained.

when he slid two fingers inside you, you couldn't hold it in anymore and let out some kind of aroused squeal. you felt self-conscious but it seemed like changmin was only more eager to please you.

at the same time, his tongue was abusing your swollen clit and it was impossible for you to hold back the curses that were spilling out of your mouth. the pleasure he was making you feel was a whole different sensation from anything else you've experienced before.

'more please, changmin!' you begged. you wanted more. you needed more. you needed him.

he carefully lowered your hips back down. 'are you sure you want this?' he asked you, waiting for you to clearly consent to having sex with him.

'I want you. you, and only you,' you reassured him and brought his face closer to kiss him. changmin's typical bright smile formed and you felt the butterflies in your stomach go crazy.

he positioned himself at your entrance, swiping his dick between your folds like a credit card to coat it with your juices.

you gripped his arms tightly as he pushed in. he slowly continued until all of him was buried deep inside you before stopping. the feeling of a whole penis inside of you was very different from your or changmin's fingers. it filled you up to the brim and was rubbing all the good spots. while it initially caused you a bit of discomfort, it wasn't overwhelming and it also felt good in a weird way.

when your walls finished adjusting to his length, he began to steadily move his dick in and out.

changmin intensely studied your face. he couldn't believe that after all those years you were finally close to being his. he wanted to savor every single expression you made while he was inside you.

you wrapped your legs around his torso, trying to push him deeper. he slammed his cock back inside you.

'you are mine,' he declared and started going harder and faster.

'I am yours,' you confirmed and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

because of the extensive foreplay and your own masturbation prior to this, it didn't take long until your walls were tightening around his dick and you felt an orgasm approaching.

driven wild by you clenching around his cock, he thrusted into you even faster. you rested your sweaty foreheads against each other as both of you almost came simultaneously.

changmin kissed the top of your head before he pulled out and threw away the used condom. you opened your arms and he let himself fall right into your embrace.

'I know this might be kind of weird to talk about right now but do you want to be my girlfriend?' Changmin asked you. he still wasn't too sure what all of this meant for your relationship and he desperately needed to know where your mind was at.

'after having liked you for all this time I'd be an idiot to say no.' 'you're an idiot anyway,' he teased. you slapped his arm.

'hey! I'm not the one who ignored you for a couple of months because my hormones are out of control.' you hid your face in the crook of his neck, too embarrassed face him.

'I'm really sorry for that. you just mean so much to me and I didn't want my feelings to get in the way of our friendship.' he stroked your hair.

'I do understand that. if I hadn't heard you moan my name today I wouldn't have acted on my feelings either. but all is good now, right?' 'right.' you smiled and placed a small kiss below his ear.

'there is still one thing you need to do,' changmin tried to remind you. you looked at him, puzzled.

'what do you mean?' 'younghoon,' he hinted. you immediately started looking for your phone. that date was definitely going to have to be cancelled. there was no need for you to find a distraction anymore since you had been granted your wish after all.