#i am aware of how bad they are but that's the uhm the fun of them

[marksbear]

Hi! I hope you're doing well, and I was wondering two things: if I could be 🏴‍☠️ anon and if you would be willing to make a part 3 for Spencer Reid x unsub reader? Sorry for bothering you if not, and I hope you have a good day/night!

Hey! I hope you're doing well as well! And yes you can be 🏴‍☠ and yes I would be glad to make a part 3. And the link for the babes who didn't read the other parts.

I can't stress enough that you go read the 1st part. But don't mind my old shitty writing.

Warnings! Gaslighting, manipulation, two face reader, unsub reader, gore, killing, cutting open, human organs/guts and fish guts, toxic reader, ooc Spencer.

SPENCER REID X UNSUB MALE READER

Spencer watched Y/n from afar watching him as he worked on the beautiful sea creature. The star fish to be exact. Spencer wondered how Y/n could be the K/n. He was so gentle and kind to others.

But sadly Y/n already confessed to him and everything, but Spencer couldn't see it. He couldn't see Y/n killing fish and putting their cuts inside human beings.

He couldn't see Y/n doing the horrible killings.

As Spencer was in deep thought Y/n looks up from the star fish that was currently sticking onto his hand.

"Why..." Spencer says before realization hits him and before he could take back what he said Y/n beats him to it.

"Why what?" Y/n questions with a eyebrow raised before gently taking the star fish off his hand and back into the tank.

"It's nothing." Spencer says desperately trying to change the subject. "No... Why what Spencie?" Y/n says moving away from the tank inching closer to Spencer.

"N-no uhm. It's an uncomfortable question." Spencer says trying to push past the conversation.

"No. Thats such nonsense. Ask away." Y/n says giving a trusting smile. Spencer would had folded and melt for the kiss if he didn't knew what was behind that mask.

"Why...Why do you kill people in horrible ways? You brutally murder them first then after that you cut open their stomach before taking out almost every single organ inside and replace it with fish guts. A-and sometimes for fun you'll mail the fish heads and human heads to random places---" Spencer rant gets cut off by a fast hand with Y/n curving his mouth tightly.

"That's enough. I don't want my pretty boy to think of my victims. It makes me jealous..." Y/n says with a light tease. Spencer pushes Y/n hand away.

"Stop trying to flirt your way out of this." Spencer says.

"Fine... To answer your question it's because I love the fame. Everybody across America knows who I am. And I take out human guts and replace them with fish guts because it's a statement." Y/n answers with a sick smile growing on his face.

"What Statement are you trying to make exactly?" Spencer questions.

"That even with a whole different organ system. People are still assholes on the inside." Y/n answers. Spencer couldn't tell if Y/n was joking or either dead serious.

"So you don't have a deeper meaning as to why your K/n."

"Like I told you. I love the fame. You yell out K/n and everybody knows who exactly that is. Unlike my regular Marine biologist job. I find a new breed of fish no one gives a shit and that somebody else can just take my credit. With this nobody can be me. No one can just brush me off." Y/n says with his smirk becoming more and more twisted.

"So I just lied and risked my whole career over your little obsession for fame!" Spencer blurts out after everything starts to play in his mind.

"No baby... You risked it all for me. You know that somebody could never love you like how I do. You can't find somebody like me. You know how much I love and care for you, so please don't leave me." Y/n says as he moves his hands to both side of Spencer cheeks.

This time Spencer was aware that Y/n was just trying to manipulate him. But still Spencer couldn't shake off the words.

Spencer recognized the sweet lies Y/n was telling him. But he couldn't help but to feel bad and that he was in the wrong for bringing this up.

"P-please... Don't rat me out. Don't leave me. I promise i'll change. I swear." Y/n begs with sorrow with his eyes beginning to water.

As more and more words Y/n spoke the more the genius believed. For a genius Y/n was surprised he would fall for his words. But a bit more gas lighting and manipulation Spencer was all Y/n's.

"Spencie you know if they find out who I am they're gonna give me death. You're the only one who knows the real me. So if you go and tell you be the one who actually murdered me." Y/n coo's as he pulls Spencer close so their heads are resting against each other.

"And that means you will remember me and what you did for the rest of your life. But I don't want my doctor to be traumatized so let's try to avoid that outcome."

In a flick of a switch Y/n was the one acting like hes the victim.

With a few more words that was lased with lies Y/n pulls Spencer completely in kissing Spencer.

As Spencer melts into the kiss all of his previous thoughts were out the window.

Y/n wraps his arms around Spencer's waist pulling him closer. Spencer wraps his arms around Y/n's shoulders kissing him back.

Y/n pulls away slowly with his head resting against Spencer's own forehead.

"Tell me that you won't leave me. Tell me that you love me Spencer."

"I won't leave you I swear! I love you and only you!."

"I know."

THE END

[inkybloom-luv]

"But you're still pretty..!"

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Somehow I am still alive!! Uhm!! I tried my best for this one! @midnightmah07 requested this randomly on a post so I hope you like it!! Took a while but I think I did well! Enjoy! And for anyone else reading this, requests are still open please check my rules for more info! All my writing works can be found under the "Inky's works" tag if you would like to check them out! Please tell me if I missed a tag susbsjsnsb

Request: Leona, Ruggie and Kalim with a S/O who has pimples

Tw; none that I'm aware of! Mention of bullying (maybe?)

They/them pronouns used!

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Leona Kingscholar

When Leona made (Name) play his pillow for a nap he didn’t sign up for them not paying attention to him at all. Sure he didn’t outright tell them that was what he wanted but should that not be a given so he could relax with them in peace? He watched them through barely opened eyes as the used their phone camera to inspect their face, or more specifically their pimples, he guessed. He let his mind wander for possible reasons, it didn’t take him long to come to the conclusion that perhaps (Name) was insecure. So now he had to think of a way to start working on the issue, to get the insecurity to go away, even if it was only temporary. They were laying on soft earth at the moment and it was calm enough that (Name)‘s guard was down so.. flick!

With a barely there thump the phone landed on the floor, not the slightest bit of damage on it. In barely a moment Leona pulled them down with him, right to his chest, with no chance of escaping.

“Stop looking at yourself like that, you’ll turn into that skincare obsessed Blondie. Besides, there’s nothing to stress over in the first place herbivore. Those things will go away, I’ve seen them enough on those idiots (read; Savanaclaw students) during training. Don’t pick and you’ll be fine.”, he said and paused, taking a deep breath and getting comfortable before continuing “Anyway, you don’t need to think about that right now, considering you should have been busy being a pillow instead, so you have to make up for that now..!” And with that he fell asleep again, well, he pretended to, just to see if his diversion worked and yes, it seemed to work just fine. He stayed awake a little longer.. but once they were napping, he slept a bit too.

Kalim Al-Asim

“Ooooo! What are you looking at? Did you try something new with makeup?” Kalim asked as he came over to their desk in class, wondering why (Name) was inspecting their face, only for them to shake their head no. “You didn’t? Is something about your face bothering you then?” He asked, which was correct. They didn’t exactly want to admit to Kalim that they were feeling insecure about their pimples, especially since there were one or two Pomefiore students eyeing them that day. Still, Kalim was not someone you could just lie to that easily, especially since he already caught them inspecting their face for the nth time that day. So, (Name) decided, they had to be honest. They should be honest, Kalim did not deserve to be lied to anyway. So they told him that they were feeling bad about their pimples and that said pimples were bothering them. It took him a moment to realise what they meant because really he couldn’t think of a reason that they should be insecure. Sure the Pomefiore students really sucked but they didn’t know (Name)! Therefore they were not entitled to have an opinion about their looks!

He furrowed his brows and pouted at (Name).

“Why are they a problem? I don’t get it.. you look pretty anyway!” And after that, he stayed silent. That is until he got an idea.

“I know! How about we get a facial together?? I can ask Vil for recommendations on Salons and we can have a spa date! I heard facials can help with skin problems so if you really want to get rid of them, let’s at least make it a fun date!” Kalim suggested, kissing their forehead immediately after and giving them a hug. Yes, a date like that would surely be wonderful.

Ruggie Bucchi

Silence followed their statement. (Name) was upset that day and when their boyfriend Ruggie noticed and asked, albeit in his usual teasing tone and followed by his signature giggle. Of course once he realised that maybe it was a bit more serious than that he once again repeated his question but more serious this time.

“I mean.. I guess my pimples are really bothering me lately because they’re just so.. you see them yourself, you get it, right?” (Name) said, which Ruggie nodded at, raising a hand to his chin to think.

“Well.. don’t see why they bother ya, cause you’re still good looking with or without them.. but my Grandma’s got a face-mask recipe somewhere, my mom had bad skin growing up I’m told.. won’t be fancy but if you like, we could make that together

once I get the time to call for it.. buuut my service isn’t free, shishishi~” He teased as he ruffled (Name)’s hair, which made them roll their eyes but nod anyway. They knew just the way to repay him after all, so a small favour like this wasn’t a big deal in that way, but it meant a lot to them. And maybe they didn’t hate their pimples as much as they thought, after all, if Ruggie didn’t care, why should they? Soon Ruggie was off with a quick bye bye kiss, leaving (Name) feeling impatient as they waited and prepared for their little date, smiling to themselves as they formed an all too familiar batter into shapes as oil heated up in a big pot behind them.

[aanoia]

Possibility

Sirius Black x reader words; 2,800+ warnings; heartbreak. not a happy ending ish. not proofread. no summary because I'm bad at them, just trust loosely inspired by Possibility by Likke Li and Dead Poets Society uhm I'm in an emo mood let's be fr. Also, it's almost midnight when I post this so tomorrow is December first! (the best month, my birthday month). And its the beginning of my Christmas advent calendar so if u dk abt it u do now :) Anywho, have fun. Both of the poems are mine, I'd love feedback!

There's a possibility

There's a possibility

All that I had was all I gon' get

Mm

“Indeed, I am aware that in the Wizarding World, poetry does not have much of an impact on the minds of its individuals. However, I am not from the Wizarding World.” Mrs. Greenbriar said with a small smile. “I’d like a poem, heartfelt and meaningful. Make it good, please. I’m interested to see what you guys can come up with.”

Y/n looked down silently at her paper, studying the small doodle of an owl on her piece of parchment. She shook her head and let out a soft sigh as she thought about the assignment. 

‘A poem?’ Y/n thought. ‘How in the world do I write a poem?’

“Now.” The professor continued. “I’m sure you’re probably thinking, how on Earth do I write a poem? Well it’s really quite simple. Sit and think for a second. Think of your happiest memory.”

Y/n’s mind filled with laughter as she remembered that day she spent with him. He grabbed tightly onto her waist, spinning her around in fast circles as she shrieked and clutched onto him tightly. He put her down and pressed a passionate kiss to her lips, locking in their fate as lovers. 

“I love you.” He had whispered. 

“What comes to mind? Christmas morning? First kiss? Whatever it is, you can make a poem about it. Now, think of your saddest moment. The moment where you felt like the world might just be ending.”

“Wait, what?” She asked, her mind in a fog.

He scrunched his brows, unbearable pain written across his features, “We need to break up.”

She shook my head, a nervous laugh falling from her lips. “No, you just- but we-”

“Y/n, please.” He pleaded, tears in his eyes.

Her eyes stung as her vision blurred, “You can’t do this.” She whispered and a tear slid down his cheek. 

“I have to.” He whispered back, and walked away.

Professor Greenbriars voice had softened, “Whatever you just thought of, make a poem out of it. Poetry is derived from emotion. It’s the key ingredient.” 

The bell chimed and immediately students shoved their parchment and quills into their bags. Y/n sat still, her mind blank as she fought back tears. She had done so well pushing that night to the farthest corner of her mind, bottled up in a glass of obsidian.

“Remember, my dear students, no poem is a bad poem. They all have meaning.”

There's a possibility

There's a possibility

All I gon' get is gone with your stare

All I gon' get is gone with your stare

“Are you working on the poem Professor Greenbriar assigned?” Marlene asked as she sat down at the table Y/n and Lily sat at, scribbling away on their parchment.

Lily glanced up, “Do be quiet, we are in the library.”

Y/n smiled and looked up from her paper, “And yes, we are working on the poems.”

Marlene groaned, “I don’t get it. The woman said it herself, poetry has no impact on our world, so why do we need to make a poem? Make it make sense.” She crossed her arms.

“She also mentioned how she isn’t from the Wizarding World, meaning she doesn’t care what impacts it and what doesn’t.” Lily replied before throwing her quill on the table angrily.

“Woah, what’s up with her?” Marlene asked Y/n who simply shrugged.

“I have no clue what to write, nor how to write it.” Lily explained, resting her head in her hands.

“Preach sister.” 

“You could always write about me, Flower.” James interrupted and Y/n’s amused smile dropped.

Lily shoved the man away, causing his back to bump into Sirius Black's chest. Sirius smirked, leaning over his shoulder.

“You guys wanna hear my poem?” Sirius asked, his eyes avoiding Y/n’s as his heart clenched.

“Not really.” Marlene answered, picking at her nails to show her disinterest.

“Okay.” Sirius said, pulling out the crumpled parchment from his pocket anyway and clearing his throat. “Get ready for this. Are you ready?”

James nodded with a grin and turned to face Sirius, “I was born ready.”

Sirius darkened his face dramatically, “A cat, on a mat.”

James put a hand on his heart, tears welling in his eyes, “Enough to make a grown man cry.”

Sirius bowed, “Thank you, thank you.”

Someone cleared their throat loudly, catching everyone's attention. The librarian pointed to the wall, where a magical sign hung with bold letters. ‘James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew are strictly prohibited in the library until further notice.’

James looked back to us with an apologetic look, “Sorry, ladies, but we must take our leave.”

“Couldn’t have done so soon enough.” Lily muttered, going back to her poem. 

Marlene sighed, “Y/n/n.” Y/n lifted her head again, a small smile on her lips.

“Yes, Marls?”

“Is your poem sad or happy?”

She glanced at the writing, “Have you met me?”

“It’s obviously sad.” Lily answered for her.

Marlene placed her hand on Y/n’s arm, “My depressed queen.”

“Don’t be rude.” Lily scolded.

“I’m not rud-” Marlene was cut off by her own loud gasp. The librarian cleared her throat once again and Marlene winced. The group of girls laughed quietly at the librarian's annoyed look, shaking her head dismissively as she cursed about kids these days.

So tell me when you hear my heart stop

You're the only one who knows

Tell me when you hear my silence

There's a possibility I wouldn't know

The warmth of the fire ticked Y/n’s legs as she sat on the couch in the Common Room. She stared silently at the neat cursive writing on the piece of parchment, overthinking every word that lay upon it. She fiddled with her necklace, the soft grip her teeth had on her bottom lip never leaving. 

The door quietly opened, just enough to not be heard as a boy walked through the portrait hole. Sirius paused as he gazed at the figure curled up on the couch, working once again on her poem. It seemed to be all she did these past few days. A flood of familiarity filled his body as he noticed her fiddle with her necklace. It was from her mom, he remembered. She never took it off.

“Working on the poem again?” He asked quietly, so as to not scare the girl. Despite his best efforts, she still jumped in surprise, scrambling to hide the parchment under the book she was using as a hard surface. He winced, “Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.”

Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat, “You’re okay. And yeah, I am. I’m just reviewing it now, making some final changes.”

Sirius nodded, “You think we’re going to have to read them aloud in class?” He questioned, hesitantly taking a seat in the armchair next to the couch. Y/n straightened her back and cleared her throat.

“I sure hope not.”

“Is it personal?” He asked, genuinely curious. 

Y/n nodded slowly, “Yeah, it is.”

He nodded with her, “Oh, cool.”

It was silent and Sirius was about to stand up and leave before she spoke up, “Why are you coming in so late?”

“I went to the kitchens, I wanted some cookies.” He explained shortly. 

Y/n’s brows furrowed, “Did you have a nightmare?” She wondered aloud, remembering that was his way of calming down after a bad dream. When they were together, he’d invite her as well, for extra comfort. 

Sirius laughed quietly while nodding, “You remember.” He looked down to his hands.

“Of course I do. Despite the reason being bad, those nights with the elves were the ones I looked most forward to.”

Sirius looked back up, “Really?”

Y/n stared at the fire, “Yeah, really.”

“So, why are you up so late?” He returned the question.

Y/n shrugged, her eyes flicking to him only to find him already on her. “I couldn’t get myself to fall asleep.”

“Too much on your mind, huh?” He said softly and she nodded. “You know me so well.” She whispered.

“Yeah, I do.” He whispered back.

Know that when you leave

Know that when you leave

By blood and by me, you walk like a thief

By blood and by me, I fall when you leave

“Okay, it’s officially been two weeks since I have assigned you with writing me a poem, so now I’d like to drop a bomb on you, for some character growth.” Professor Greenbrior grinned, seemingly very proud of herself as students whispered. “You will be presenting your poems in front of the class.”

Y/n’s heart dropped and she felt eyes on her. She knew it was him, looking to her in worry. Her stomach churned in nerves, overthinking everything that has led up to this moment. She wondered why she took this stupid class in the first place, but she knew exactly why. He wanted to take it, so of course she did too.

“We will go in alphabetical order by last names.” Sirius groaned, dropping his head into his hands. “Yes, Mr. Black, you are first.” 

James clapped a hand on his best friend's back, “Go on, mate. Say it like you mean it!”

“Yes! Say it like you mean it.” Professor Greenbriar agreed as Sirius winked at James. 

Just like he did at the library, he took the crumpled paper from his pocket and cleared his throat. 

“I wonder if he wrote another poem or kept it the same.” Marlene said to Lily and Y/n.

“He probably kept it the same.” Lily responded as Y/n stared forward. Lily took notice and silently grabbed her hand. Y/n gave her a grateful smile.

“A cat, with a hat, on a mat.” Sirius said proudly as the class laughed while they clapped. 

“He added some pazazz.” Marlene giggled and Professor Greenbriar shook her head with a smile. 

“Forever the joker, Mr. Black.”

“You couldn’t be more right, professor.” He agreed as he sat back down in his seat. 

“Okay, Miss Evans.” The professor called up and Lily gulped.

“Good luck.” Y/n whispered and she smiled.

“Uh, it’s really short, not even a poem really. I just didn’t know what to write so I’m so-” Lily rambled and the professor cut her off.

“Miss Evans, does it convey an emotion you feel?” Lily nodded and the professor smiled. “Then it’s perfect. Go one, please, I’d love to hear it.”

Lily took a deep breath and read from her paper, “I don’t understand how. With my friends. I like to think we’re the same person in a different font. Two pieces of the same soul. But with you. We’re completely different, in the same font. Two separate souls tied together eternally with an unbreakable string. I’ve never believed in opposites attract. Until I met you.”

The class was silent before it broke out in clapping and cheers from every individual. Y/n smiled proudly at her best friend, knowing she’d never admit who it was really about.

“That’s about me, right, Flower? Me?” Speak of the devil.

So tell me when you hear my heart stop

You're the only one who knows

Tell me when you hear my silence

There's a possibility I wouldn't know

“And finally, Miss L/n, please take the stage.”

The room was silent as Y/n walked up to the front of the classroom, her nerves practically dripping from her pores. Her mind raced as she took her rightful spot in front of everyone, dreadful thoughts filling her head. Y/n took a deep breath and glanced at her paper, knowing she didn’t need it to read the poem she had memorized word for word.

“Whenever you’re ready.” Professor Greenbriar said quietly and Y/n nodded. 

“There’s a possibility. That my heart rests in the palm of your shaky hands. My body trembles as you tiptoe around it. The fear of shattering it once again petrifying. There’s a possibility. That you will leave yet another night. Stealing away what should belong to me. Stealing away the thing that keeps me breathing.”

A mixture of tears, mucus, and saliva stained her mothers shirt as she sobbed into her arms, her dads wrapped around both of them protectively. She clutched tightly onto the cloth on her mothers back, desperately trying to ground herself. Her heart felt as if it had been ripped around, shattered into pieces, and all the broken pieces had been shoved back in.

“Oh, baby.” Her mom whispered, her voice broken from seeing her daughter so distraught. She let out a strangled cry and her dad tightened his grip, refraining his own tears at the state of his baby girl. 

“We love you so much.” He added quietly, knowing it did little to numb the pain of a heart break.

Y/n ignored the people in the room as she continued, “Only you understand the depths of my despair. How my breath flees at the sight of beauty. How when you disappear the fall is silent. And the lock that was robbed from my chest. Falls still as the key simply disintegrates. Something so silent. Not even I realize that the world has ended.”

The morning after had been the most painful. When she had expected to wake up in the arms of her loving boyfriend, the night before only being a terrible nightmare, she had woken to find herself in her parents warm bed. Neither of them were present, so she cried again. Every fibre of her being already aching for his warm touch just once more.

Her mother came into the room, “Sweetheart.”

“It wasn’t just a nightmare.” She whispered and her mom nodded sadly, embracing her again.

“You’ll get through this. I promise, my love.”

So tell me when my sorrow's over

You're the reason why I'm closed

Tell me when you hear me falling

There's a possibility it wouldn't show

Y/n made eye contact with Sirius as she recited the last section, “There’s a possibility. That it leaves me breathless. As the key weaves through the tall trees. Never to return the lock. Never to return what once was safe.”

The class clapped louder than they had the entire period, and professor Greenbriar wiped away a stray tear as she clapped. Y/n ignored it all as she stared sadly at Sirius, who gazed back. His cold, gray eyes are glassy and regretful of the past. 

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Her dad asked and she nodded. 

“I’m sure, dad.” She responded, hugging him tightly.

“Don’t let that boy near you, or he’ll know what it’s like to come across and angry dad.” Her dad threatened and she laughed. Something her parents hadn’t heard much since summer break began.

“You’re very intimidating, dad, don’t worry.” She assured and he smiled, patting her on the shoulder.

“Oh, I’ll miss you.” Her mom cried, pulling her into a tight hug.

“You always do. I’ll miss you too, mom.” She answered, relishing in the warmth her mother provided. 

“Your sixth year. Oh, they grow up too fast.” Her mother said and her dad shook his head with a laugh.

“You’re so sentimental.” He teased and she tuned them out as she made eye contact with the boy who ruined her summer. They bickered in the background as all the memories came flooding back, every night she cried into her parents arms. She took a deep breath and kept her face stern, determined to not let him break her like that again. 

There’s a possibility that Sirius Black had just lost the best thing he ever had.

By blood and by me, I'll fall when you leave

By blood and by me, I'll follow your lead

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Hello! Id like to make another request! So this one is not exactly nsfw in the general sense, but does involve link, although it does seem thats alright on this blog

Would it be possible to make hcs or a story (both are completely alright) with the scenario where gender-neutral reader meets Gundham Tanaka, and it starts off with fearplay vibes before becoming fluff later? (Reader starts off intimidated/scared of Gundham, but warms up to him)

Thank you a lot for reading and potentially considering this! Its alright if youd prefer nto to write it of course too!

gundham tanaka w/ reader that's scared of him (then warms up to him)

info: gn!reader, kinda nsfw?, fearplay kink, reader is DOWN BAD

type: hc format, in neo world program

a/n: I had no idea what to even call this ask lmfao, I love this funky nerdy DND soundin' ass mfker

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waking up on this strange island, meeting the oddball of characters made you stand out if anything

still you made introductions around the island, everyone seemed like fun people... even hiyoko and fuyuhiko weren't as scary as they should be. but that might just be because they were short..

you last stop was the... ranch? why was there a ranch on an island?

ignoring the strange logic you noticed a boy you hadn't met before

...

he looked like dracula's son

now, you weren't one to judge another by the cover, even with nekomaru large size and ibuki's punky attire you didn't judge base off looks

but with him... you felt nervous to even approach him, his mere aura made a tight cramp form in your stomach and you face felt hot

was that a scar over his eye?!

and his arm is bandaged... was he a dangerous person?

you approached him cautiously, he seemed to be in thought and didn't notice you until you spoke up

"h-hi... I'm-"

"fuhahaha! do you wish to know my name?"

"uhm.. I didn't say-"

"very well, you may be graced by the Lord of Ice himself; listen well for I am GUNDHAM TANAKA! supreme overlord of ice and destroyer of worlds! cower in fear at my power!"

you were doing just that

even though it sounded ridiculous to hear it from a human being's mouth, somehow you felt like he was really a 'destroyer of worlds' from how he presented himself

you stood there with wide eyes, you had to admit that you were actually afraid of him... more so than the other students on this island

he chuckled and crossed his arms, leering at you

"well, mortal? are you truly speechless at the supreme form of the dark lord? my all-seeing eyes see your shaking form!"

indeed, you were shaking in your shoes and you tried to hide it by saying that it was just cold although he went on a rant that his title of 'lord as ice' gives such an aura

whilst he was rambling, your eyes looked him over

he seemed pretty fit and your eyes admittedly stare at his chest, your face couldn't help but heat up

this was weird... you were scared and intimidated by him, yet you found his appearance and demeanour very attractive

supreme overlord of ice... you wondered if you could be his loyal minion and to follow his every beck and call

whilst staring, you noticed his scarf was moving around and your gasp got his attention

"kehehehe...how lucky of a mortal you are that my four dark devas of destruction are not hungry, for as they are violent as they look..."

he pulled at his scarf and... four little hamsters scurried around him

gundham told you their names, adding dramatic flair to each one of them

however, you were mainly focused on how cute they were! you couldn't help but pet one of them much to gundham's surprise

"they are so... terrifyingly cute!"

gundham began to blush and hide part of his face into his scarf

"hm... it seems you have an affinity with even my dark devas... they would not usually allow mortals to touch them. perhaps you have a hidden dark power not even yourself know."

you had absolutely no idea what he was talking about but it intrigued you regardless, still petting his little hamsters

that was when you were made aware of his talent as an ultimate 'breeder'... so he works with animals? huh...

maybe you were quick to judge his character, even if he is still kind of... scary, he must have a heart of gold to love animals this much

you walked back with gundham to the hotel whilst he went on and on about demons and... deities, something like that. you just stared at him for the rest of the way

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-Mod Kirumi

[yuhi-san]

So for the last day of @tristampparty have just some fun fact about trigun, escpecially july but lets get them done in order.

Despite being very, very obsessed with anime and manga and being quite active in german forums at the time trigun 98 first aired and was popular here… I was barely aware it existed.

I vaguely recall two people from a rpg trying to get me into trigon but they showed me the silly opening, vash skedaddling around like a lizard and him not having a bullet in the first episode. So it didn’t seem like something for my edgy teenage taste (oh sweet summer child I was.)

Trigon stampede didn’t show up on my radar at all either until I was traveling in japan in late july. I have no idea what even caused it but I went through the wiki, snooping for spoilers like any normal person. Which, sins the wiki contains stuff from trimax, 98 and tristamp it was. Uhm yea.

So anyway what I knew after was:

Vash and knives were species plant (which was so like ???? because I was thinking of trees without any context)

Also what the fuck is millions knives, how is that a name, this is almost as bad as the very manly male priest named ‘frau’

I am not going to entertine the section about a group that calls themself the freaking gung-ho guns, is this a joke

There is superhuman stuff going on with vash and also knives who is his twin.

Apparently he blew a hole in a moon??

He has a bounty on his head.. because he destroyed a city I think.

There are the two girls milly and meryl

Wolfwood dies (I vaguely remember seeing his death in a top then tragic anime deaths from watch mojo, I think)

when I came home from japan I just binge-watched it before going back to work.

So I went into stampede with very little context, but still some. I guess a lot of easteregs and hints went past me at first but that meant I was also unbiased (*cough*Roberto*cough* Milly *cough* new design *cough*)

I was delighted to hear johnny young bosch but a little disappointed we didn’t get any robin-esque gremlin cackle.

Was just a little surprised that wolfwood lived but I did eventually catch on that it was sort of an alternate prequel so to speak.

But then there is lost july.

See, I was vaguely aware vash destroyed I city. Sort of. But I don’t think I really took notice of july when skimming the wiki.

So the finale comes. Everything goes horribly. Roberto dies. At least meryl and wolfwood live. What knives does to vash is terrible. The fight isn’t looking too good for vash. The way knives kills the officers that attack vash.

and like vash was probably expecting it to be a suicide stunt to get the cube so far up in the air and detonate/fire (?) it. And in such a tragic way, it kills knives too (or at least that’s what it looks like to an unsuspecting audience and DEFINITELY to vash).

Everything is horrible but at least he managed to save the city.

Except it explodes anyway.

I was like WHAT!? WHAT!?

I’m telling you guys, I was shocked. I did not see that coming. In the slightest. I think I was still reeling from it by the credits.

Somehow, despite all the spoilers I’ve seen and read (also the couch…) I somehow managed to not expect lost july and was so blindsided by it

Edit: I posted this like three minutes ago but it just hit me what triggered me getting into trigun!! I’m pretty sure I never had trigon posts on my dash but somehow I had a post on it suddenly that was like this:

A screenshot of wolfwood saying to vash: don’t call me that! I’m Nicholas the punisher!

Then a short text about how he was trying to make himself and others believe that this was all he was or something along these lines and then the screenshot of the title drop “Wolfwood”

And then something really clever about how this was set up, as if right after wolfwood insisting he was just the punisher, the title drop immediately tells is otherwise. Like, no, no matter what you tell others and yourself, you are still wolfwood.

Actually if anyone has an idea what post that was hit me up.

[everybodyshusband]

Lemme in that cocoon of dark/sad ghoul thoughts.... It's even better if it's sad dark regressed ghouls thoughts (in my opinion) bc those are the ones that really hurt 😭

no sad regressed ghoul thoughts unfortunately, but uhm, i do have thoughts about whatever this is... O_O

cw for eating disorders/calorie counting and obsessive counting under the cut. it's quite a lot, please do not read this if you think it will trigger you. also, a gentle reminder that i am by no means attempting to glorify or encourage eating disorders. i am not promoting aeon's behaviour nor trying to put it in a positive light.

the cocoon is basically filled with thoughts about how aeon accidentally developed an eating disorder O_O

think about it, he's new topside and so intrigued by everything !! especially numbers and counting !! like, WOAH, he can count so many things and keep track of numbers and woah, he couldn't do that in the pit, there wasn't anything to count, so this is incredibly cool !!! buuuut... as he's topside and around the abbey for longer, he's no longer quite so happy about everything anymore. slowly, other thoughts and feelings start to creep in, or at least, they begin to present themselves more entirely now he's no longer too busy being fascinated by life in the abbey.

he likes counting, he's discovered. aether buys him a watch that counts his steps and the from the first day he wears it, he's in love. he doesn't have to count his steps in his head anymore, it's a revelation !! but now he's no longer caught up with counting his steps, he starts to count other things. he starts counting the number of doors he walks through, the amount of letters in words he sees, and he especially likes creating counting patterns that he can't help but enact every time he sees something he can count.

but something he's especially intrigued by is the little nutrition information on the back of food packets; there are so many numbers and statistics he can look at and try to make sense of !! and naturally, he's drawn to a number he can keep track of: calories.

at first, it's not necessarily a bad thing. the ghouls are kind of aware of it, but he's not trying to restrict his intake in any way, so they let him be; he enjoys counting things, and as long as he isn't doing himself any harm by restricting his diet, then it's fine, right ? well. it would be, except for the fact that one fateful internet rabbit hole sends him headfirst into some extremely harmful ideologies (in his defence, he didn't think finding a community of people who also counted calories would mean they're counting to the lowest number they could eat rather than just counting for fun like he is).

he becomes obsessed, discovering the recommended daily calorie intake and flips his little notebook open to look at his counted calories within the past few weeks and... he's been at the "right" amount mostly; a couple of days here and there he's been over or under depending on illness and energy, as is fairly normal. but now he's realised that he can count to a limit, he wants to try that. it's almost like a challenge for him. a competition with himself that he eventually begins to find joy and excitement in, unaware of how harmful this newfound ideology is.

he starts by trying to stay under the limit every day for a week, always keeping track of the calories he's eaten in a little book he keeps under his mattress. once he's managed that, he sets a new goal, and then another, and another. and by the time the ghouls realise what's happening (he somehow manages to hide it from them for quite a while), he's already too deep in his obsession with counting his calories for them to ease him out of it gently, so despite how they want to help him in the kindest manner possible, they know kindness won't work. they're going to have to help him against his will and it's not going to be pretty.

...fuck that's a lot of writing O_O

[ja3yun]

hey,

I had my graduation today and it was good until uhm something racist? happened to me

You need to know that my parents are from india and but I was born and raised in germany. Now uhm I have a lot of experience with people who made jokes about me. For example they‘d ask where my red indian dot is. This red dot is also called „Bindi“ and In Hinduism, the bindi is associated with the "third eye" or the sixth chakra, known as the Ajna chakra. It is believed to protect against demons or bad luck and enhance spiritual awareness.

But I‘m not Hindu I‘m Sikh and now matter how hard I’m trying to explain the people that I don‘t wear the bindi because it isn’t a part of my religion,they still won‘t get it. Also some turkish people made fun of the name of my religion because the word „Sikh“ sounds exactly like the turkish word for „fucking“ or something like that idk. And when I was younger some boys would always laugh when I‘d tell about my religion and they would make fun of me.

Now back to my graduation do you know this one indian meme song? (the one dingedingedinge sound?) Well when they called me to get my report card (I was the last one) someone started to play this song and now my day is ruined. I really tried not to cry even former friends of mine giggled.They all laugh and did nothing and I felt super uncomfortable. Like it started so well why did they have to ruin this for me?

I don‘t know who the person was but the person was 100% not in my class I have to see my classmates still 1 week and idk I feel more awkward then before i have zero clue what am I supposed to do :(

Do you may know what I can do? after holidays I‘m going to change the school which means I have to get to know new people and after all these bad experiences that I had I‘m super scared to tell anyone where I‘m from or in what religion I believe. I‘m really this close to lie and say that I‘m from a different country instead of saying india

baby i am so fucking sorry they ruined your big moment like that. i hope everything bad happens to them as karma :(( you deserve to have a graduation filled with love and admiration because you worked so incredibly hard to achieve this. well done, sincerely i hope you know how proud i am of you, i only wish you had gotten the chance to experience it positively.

the people in the class laughing are awful and the fact they are your former friends makes my blood boil. they're racist pricks that don't deserve to even be in your presence babe

its one week and there might be some tension but remember that it is only one more week and then you never have to see them again. ideally, you would never see them from this day forward but its good you're getting away. its good to keep that mindset.

it is so important to remain true to yourself baby, i would like to think that this new school would have better people in it but you can never know. just be you, for everything that you are because your religion and your heritage are important to you, never ever change or lie bc racist arseholes get their way then and thats not great. scope out the school, catch the vibe, and gravitate towards those you feel are kind and will accept you for who you are.

you were born to shine as the person you are, never for someone you aren't. i truly hope everything goes well for you and if you ever need to rant or literally anything at all, my ask and pms are always open for you.

congratulations again baby, i am so proud of you for graduating, you did amazing to get this far and i love you unconditionally 🩷

[thisisasafezone0]

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CHAPTER TWO — Not Too Sweet —

third person pov

After three different classes, someone almost burning the school down, one over-dramatic love confession, and a mental breakdown, lunch was finally here. Y/N thanked whatever being was watching over her for classes flying by. Luckily, she had gotten to skip her second class, World History, due to her pretending to get lost on the way to the bathroom.

While Osano and Y/N were leaving their first period, the ginger told her to meet him 'oh, uh, and Taeko, of course!' on the rooftop for lunch. Y/N had happily agreed, wanting to catch up with her friends.

Nemesis and Y/N were leaving the greenhouse from Botany and the male quickly grabbed her shoulder and pulled her behind their classmates. His red eyes met hers and Y/N was acutely aware of how close they were and how many classmates were looking at them. The ravenette's grip on the girl's shoulder loosened as he realized how uncomfortable she was.

"I apologize, um, where are you eating for lunch?"

"I'm eating on the roof with Osano and Taeko."

His eyes darkened and he did not look pleased, as he muttered how he would be joining them. Y/N's eyebrow raised in curiosity, "Do you not like Osano and Taeko? You don't even know them."

The duo started walking and his gloved hand raised to his mouth, clearing his throat. "I do not think Taeko is that bad, although it is too early to tell. Osano puts me off a bit. He kept throwing small paper balls at you during class."

"That's true," Y/N laughs, "but Osano's just like that." Nemesis deadpanned at her words as they finally made it to the rooftop's doors. He held the door for her and she quickened her pace at the sight of not only Taeko and Osano, but Hanako, Taeko's little brother.

The girl beamed at all three of them and Hanako's face lit up as he jumped up to wrap his arms around her. He was still a bit shorter than her, which he remarked at, drawing out a chuckle from Y/N.

"Y/N! You're back!" He grinned and pulled away from her while still keeping his arms around her shoulders and hers around his waist.

"I said I would be back, didn't I?" She raised an eyebrow at him teasingly and he stared into her eyes, his cheeks flushing slightly. He pulled completely away, one of his hands drawing up to cover his face.

"You, uhm, well, yes, you did. And you're back, which is great, so that's good." The girl laughed a bit at his antics and so did Taeko, who pulled Y/N towards her by her arm.

"Alright, Hanako, no hogging Y/N." She looked at her brother, faking a stern expression. She quickly turns back to Y/N. "I have someone I want you to meet! I think you'll like him, he's very nice."

Behind her, Osano rolls his eyes, seeming to know who it is already. "Y/N, if it's who I think it is, you won't like him, trust me. He's like the opposite of me."

"Then I think we'll get along just fine." Taeko and her share a smile as they start to walk towards a brunette serving some sort of pastry. He was obviously in the cooking club, the president actually, with the band on his arm and the apron covering his uniform.

"Amao! Hey. This is my friend, Y/N, she just moved back here from America!" Taeko beamed at him, to which he shot her a soft smile back.

"Hello, Y/N. I'm Amao." His pale green eyes met Y/N's and he held out a hand for her to shake. She willingly does, both of her hands clasping one of his.

"I'm Y/N, as you know. Taeko has texted me a bit about you. You work at your older sister's bakery right?" That wasn't technically a lie, Taeko had told Y/N about him but she never mentioned a name. That was quite a while ago and the h/c-ette knew Taeko had a bit of a memory problem, so that should have made perfect sense to her.

"Yes I do. I am also the president of the cooking club. Taeko's also told me about you as well. I have to say, you are just as beautiful as she described." 'Oh, so he's a sweetheart. This will be fun.'

Y/N glanced at Taeko, the latter blushing. "That was a long time ago, Amao." She looked down and fiddled with her sleeve.

"That doesn't change the facts. Anyways, Y/N, would you like an apple strudel?" He held out one for her to take, and she nodded. She quickly thanked him before eating the sweet dessert. A hand wrapped around Y/N's arm before she even got the chance to relish in the taste of apples.

"Do not eat food that strangers give to you. This is safety 101, how do you not know this?" Nemesis's raspy voice was suddenly extremely close to the girl's ear and she side-stepped out of his hold.

"Chill out, almost everyone on the roof has had one of these. It really is not that big of a deal," Y/N whispered back to him. Her head quickly turned back to Amao, who looked confused about the sudden appearance of the ravenette.

"I didn't know you had a boyfriend, Y/N." Amao looked a bit taken aback at his statement and he awkwardly turned his empty tray on its side, running one of his hands along the metal.

"No, he's not my boyfriend. I just met him today. We're both new students and have the same schedule, so we got along fast." 'Again, a partial truth.'

Nemesis nodded and coughed slightly. "I need to use the bathroom, but I'll see you next class, Y/N."

Y/N spoke for a little longer with Amao and Taeko, becoming more comfortable after Nemesis left. She and Amao discovered that they were in the same year and shared their fourth period, chemistry, together. They made a plan to walk to class together and for him to show her around during club time after school. Of course, she knew this school like the back of her hand but it wouldn't hurt to spend a little time with the baker boy. 'I might get food out of it and possibly someone to do things for me. Wow, that sounds manipulative.'

Unfortunately, the ending lunch bell sounded off before she could mentally defend herself.

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While Amao and Y/N were walking through the crowds of bustling people, she found herself easily distracted by conversations near them. Whatever the baker boy was talking about was clearly not as interesting as what was happening around them, in Y/N's opinion. 'No offense to the guy, but he's not exactly my type; he's way too sweet for me.'

As they approached the science lab, evil cackling and rambling about a new experiment, along with a very loud thumping noise, rumbled through the hall. Coming closer to the door, Y/N noticed a blonde boy ramming into the door with his shoulder, a teacher next to him not doing anything.

"Come on, Kaga! It's only the first day of school!" The tan male pressed his forehead against the door, clearly worn out.

"Oh, no, not again," Amao sighed next to her, his shoulders slumping. "I was so excited for experiments too." Her hands gripped her bag nervously as she asked him what was happening. He looked at her dejectedly, "Kaga made a huge mess in the lab and it's a safety hazard because, you know, explosions and things. This happened twice last year, so I missed all of chemistry then too. I really need to catch up, science is my favorite subject after all."

Y/N was not very happy about this development, losing an opportunity to get to know her classmates better. 'Dissecting frogs and mixing chemicals in tight goggles and stuffy blue gloves always brings out the worst in people. I was really looking forward to that. Damn it, Kaga.'

The two both leaned against the wall near the door to make room for their classmates as Y/N asked Amao why he liked science so much. "Well, cooking is a type of science in its own way. If you have the slightest bit more of something, it could all get ruined. But they're both fun, in their own stress filled way. Plus, I have never had a horrible science teacher." Y/N looked at him, trying to analyze him, as he became flustered under her gaze. 'I can respect that. Didn't take him for a stress-lover, though.'

"That actually makes a lot of sense. I also really like science, but I don't exactly have a preference for classes. Except for math. I hate math. I pass it somehow, but gays can't really do math so..." She let her voice fade towards the end of her sentence but the brunette still managed to catch the end of her sentence.

"Wait, are you a lesbian? I was just wondering because, well, I'm bi. I'm completely accepting, don't worry." His hands faced her in an act of defense, his face paling.

"Don't worry, Pillsbury. I like both men and women. And whatever else." She elbowed him and they both shared a quiet laugh.

"Good to know we have something in common. Do you have a partner right now?" He looked around anxiously as the door was still not budging 'perhaps also anxious about something else', but the laughter had ceased.

"Not currently, no. I had a boyfriend in America, but he moved away so we broke up. I hate to say it but I didn't really like him anyways. Too athletic. He always wanted me to practice karate with him. I know a lot of moves to protect myself, but he asked me constantly. We weren't exactly the best match."

Amao rested his hand on her shoulder and smiled at her gently, "Hey, I get it. I mean, there was this girl I liked at the beginning of last year and she was really pretty, you know, but then I found out that she was a lesbian. We wouldn't have been the best match either. I guess I just have bad luck in relationships, I mean, the first person I fell for was a straight guy. It was so obvious too."

"Oh, Amao, I'm so sorry, I feel your pain. I actually liked this girl a bit ago. She and I are childhood friends, so it kind of came naturally to me. She's a lesbian too, but she never felt the same way as me."

"Oh, we're both a bit rough in these kinds of situations, I guess." He clearly had something else to say, but he was cut off by a teacher announcing that the science lab is off limits and that they had to spend time in the library while their teacher was dealing with a troublesome student, obviously Kaga. The group of students quickly started to make their way to the library and Y/N's eyes caught onto the blond boy from before who was trying to open the lab.

The h/c-ette felt a slight tug on her arm, "Come on, Y/N, all the good tables are going to be taken if we don't hurry up." She smiled back at him as they giggled, jogging through the halls.

When they made it to the library, a table was mostly open in the corner except for the boy Y/N was just looking at. 'How did he make it here that fast?'

A deep voice whispered in her ear, "That's Aso Rito. He's the head of the sports club." The girl squeaked as she jumped away from Nemesis, feigning surprise. She could tell he was there, his footsteps were loud and she saw him by the door.

"Don't sneak up on me like that!" She smacked his arm and huffed, striding towards the athletic boy. "Is this seat taken?" She pointed to the seat across from the blond.

He shook his head, a grin on his face. "Definitely not, it's always free for a pretty girl like you." He winked but his confident exterior smudged quickly. "And her boyfriend." Amao placed a hand on her shoulder as he stood next to Nemesis behind the girl. "Boyfriends?"

She waved her hand and laughed, "Nope, just friends. I'm Y/N L/N, by the way." She held my hand out to shake and he did, his expression brightening.

"Aso Rito. So you're single. Good to hear."

'And the audacity comes back with his good mood, because of course it does.'

"Don't even think about it, pretty boy." She sat down quickly, leaving the boys behind her to scramble for the seat next to her. Amao, who was closer to the chair, sat down first and Nemesis glared at him, pulling up a chair to the end of the table between Aso and Y/N. "What was going on with that Kaga guy? He seems a bit out of it, judging from what I've heard from Amao."

"Oh, him? He's just the mad scientist type. I don't know exactly what's up with him, but I've heard his parents weren't the best for him growing up. Kind of made him a bit..." he gestured to the side of his head, making a circle with his index finger.

"Aso, that's not very nice!" Amao shot him a look, signaling to stop. 'I should've known they would know each other, given that they're both club leaders. And the fact that everyone here knows each other except for me and Nemesis.'

"Yeah, yeah, Pillsbury. Sorry, I'll work on it." Aso scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, eyebrows furrowing.

"Wait, she also called me Pillsbury like ten minutes ago..." The brunette's eyes darted between Aso and the girl suspiciously. "Y/N, how do you both call me that? That's a bit weird."

"Because you're the dough boy, obviously," Aso grinned, causing Amao to playfully roll his eyes.

"How dare you? Y/N, don't talk to this guy. You see how he treats me?" Amao nudged her and smiled, causing her cheeks to flush slightly.

Aso crossed his toned arms and blew hair out of his face. "I take offense to that. You're already gatekeeping the new girl and it's her first day. This is so rude."

"I don't think Amao could gatekeep me if he tried. I'm too powerful." The three of them shared a laugh, Nemesis sitting awkwardly by them.

"Sorry, uh, I didn't catch your name, dude." Nemesis glared at the track star and sighed, ignoring him.

"His name is Nemesis, he's my friend, he just doesn't know it yet. He's the other new student so we started talking, well, more like I spoke to him. He doesn't talk much, if you couldn't tell."

Nemesis seemed content with that explanation, as did Aso and Amao. In the first moment of quiet at their table, a manicured nail tapped Y/N's shoulder.

"You're Y/N, right?" A slightly valley girl-esque feminine voice questioned from behind her. The mentioned girl turned around in her seat and smiled, confirming the blonde's suspicions. The tan girl beamed at her, taking Y/N's chin in her hand and tilting it upwards. "You're in my botany class! You left in the first ten minutes. And oh my god girl, you're gorgeous! What's your skin routine? Wait no, nevermind, tell me about that later. For now, will you sit with me for like the next thirteen minutes before class ends? All my friends are gone and you're so pretty. Plus I think you need a good girlfriend, not just guys."

"Thank goodness, please save me. The testosterone is suffocating." They both laughed as Y/N got up and grabbed her bag, both of the unknown girl's hands intertwining with hers. Behind her back, Amao's smile was a bit thin and Aso glared at the gyaru in disgust.

"Cool, now let's go!" She started to pull Y/N toward the table she was sitting at earlier, making the e/c eyed girl say goodbye to her friends as fast as possible.

"Uhm, bye, Aso. I'll see you after school, Amao. See you in English, Nemesis." She and the blonde rushed off, letting Amao tuck in her chair as she waved.

"I'm Musume, by the way. We're going to be best friends, I can just feel it." She grinned at Y/N and they sat down side by side in front of a girl with teal hair and one with purple hair.

"I would hope so, I mean you did just drag me from my other friends."

"About the whole 'I don't have friends in this class', yeah, I lied. Meet Saki and Kokona." She gestured to the girls across from them.

"Omg, Y/N!!" They both squealed. "I've missed you so much! I need your phone number now," Saki exclaimed. The two girls looked excitedly at her. Y/N knew them when they were kids, before she moved away. She wasn't as close to them as she was to Osano and Taeko, of course, but they were still friends.

All four girls continued to talk throughout the rest of the class period. Even when the bell dismissed them, Saki and Kokona walked Y/N to English and she learned a lot of new things about these people at Akademi.

'Maybe chemistry getting canceled isn't so bad after all.'

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[platonic-qpr-selfshipping]

Hi, just wanted to check in! Take this as a free invitation to gush about whatever F/O is on your mind right now!

hello!! thank you so much for this! I know it's been in my ask box for some time now but I had the idea of gushing a bit about Cyno since I first read it and I still do! wrote quite a bit so i put it under a cut

Cyno is one of those characters that I didn't expect to even like at first, but getting to know him made me like him more and more and now here I am, missing him when I cannot play genshin XD I love his determined attitude, how he is aware of his responsibilities and prioritises them when it's necessary. and how, despite of that, he can also be such a fun and comforting person to have around, telling bad jokes and surprising you at random moments by blutantly saying out loud that he considers you a dear friend and all. maybe I also kind of admire the way he thinks, but overall I just like how he envisions the world and others, and I treasure how he is too much to not want him as a friend. perhaps he would find my energy entertaining, and how I also tend to have very quiet moments could make us a good duo both in and outside of the Akademiya. leaving here a meme I saw that made me go "ough, of course I love him"

I also love the fact that he's from Sumeru because. uhm. selfship symbolism and extra meaning XDDD I am not so sure if it was confirmed if he is from Aaru Village or what, but assuming he is from the desert part of Sumeru, I am also from a rather desertic place so it's fun to imagine both of us finding some type of comfort in that kind of sceneries because they remind us of the place we grew up at, and perhaps also being more used to hot weathers than cold ones and struggling with that when we visit Snezhnaya together XD oh! also because places full of nature amaze me, and he basically spends most of the time in the forest part of Sumeru now, so perhaps he would notice and appreciate my wonder for all the plants and water that is almost everywhere around there. Idk, I'm somehow tying him with both things of where I come from and where I want to go and perhaps he's becoming sort of a comfort character to me because of that. he's got the understanding silence and the creativity of funny comments to distract myself when needed. the assertiveness needed to comfort others and make decisions and the freedom to go where his heart pleases. the responsibility of a duty that personally means so much to him and the willingness to listen to others when there's a chance to do things better. I did not expect to, but I really, really like him, and I can't help but find comfort in him just being there being himself like I would find with a real friend<3

[themarionette-theporcelaindoll]

im just, the scene in NBC Hannibal where Will tells Hannibal "you won't let me have anything that isn't you" parallel the scene of Guillermo telling Nandor "you can't let me have this one thing" toxic ships toxic ships something something

[genshingarbage]

Hi! I recently came across your tumblrs and I wanna say ty for the stories both of you make. If you’re not too busy, do you mind if you can make a scaramouche smut, female!reader teasing him unknowingly and him getting turned on only to wreck you? Thank you! And good luck with life!

Aha... ha...ha...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. You have NO IDEA what you've just unleashed from inside me- I have the most unholy obsession with this puppet. Congrats on being the first to ask for a Scaramouche one shot, and i am quite honestly more than happy to do his ask for you. Sorry if you lot hate the teasing and cliffhanger but uhm, like it's Scara so you should always expect the most extreme or unfair... - Mod Diluc

My Turn. ||One Shot||

Scaramouche x Reader

How long had it been since you'd shown up at your superiors office now? It was surely passing on for two hours, all because he'd promised you that today he'd be sure to take you out on a 'proper date'. Because even though this man was your superior, he was also, albeit something you were beginning to question now, your boyfriend. But here you were, lounging around in a chair while he remains nose buried into his scattered papers and forms adorn his desk. You didn't think the sound of a pen scribbling onto its given surface could irritate you so badly, but guess today was full of surprises eh? You'd made your discomfort to this situation very audible and visible barely thirty minutes ago now, and he'd simply just ignored you. You sighed, huffed, grunted, crossed your arms, tapped your fingers against your arm rest, but whether it was on purpose or not he merely sniffed his nose casually and remained eyes glued to the papers. What was so important on those damn papers anyway? Scaramouche was never one to be tardy when it came to his work and you knew this, but even he was pushing past his normal attitude given towards his own tasks now.

You couldn't take it anymore, whatever this was, it had officially overstayed its welcome. You were bored, you were hungry, you were annoyed something rotten with Scaramouche right now, and it didn't matter how you tried to phrase the sentence in your head- you knew the moment you voiced it out loud it was gonna come out as a jumbled and royally screwed up mess of just incoherent babbles. But either way you had to say something, anything! Because this was becoming ridiculous now, how he could keep sitting there and acting like this was all okay was beyond you now. Had he forgotten you were there at this point? It was unreal how rude he was treating you, granted he's always been a rude and harsh man, but this was just cruel now. Your mouth opened once you'd finally hyped up yourself to voice out your anger toward him, but then, it hit you... your mouth closed slowly again, a word never having once left your lips, as a very sly smirk was now adorn your features. If he's to keep you trapped here in utter boredom and sheer silence, you might as well create some fun hm?

|| 45 Minutes Later ||

This woman, was gonna be the death of him, he'd finally decided it. Here he was trying his best to finish these awfully painful result forms as fast as possible, so that he could leave this personal hell he called his office and take you somewhere nice, and you've now taken it upon yourself to tease him? In various ways might he add. Were you insane or just stupid? The Tsarista herself has demanded these forms be filled out by him personally, why? Fuck knows. But it was grating his nerves slowly that's for sure, and now you- he hitches his breath, a sharp inhale being sucked through gritted teeth. You were playing such a deadly game right now, having dared to sit on his lap, he'd immediately felt the way you tensed and froze for moment when doing so, yea, he's aware of how rock fucking hard he is down there, thanks to you bitch, and now you're fully aware that your little antics and teasing games have been affecting him oh so badly. It was bad enough when you were practically shoving a 'I'm bored' sign in front of his face, to which he gracefully ignored lest he have a fit and fry the furniture around him in an angry outburst. This was the last time he ever made a promise with you that's for fucking sure.

You were enjoying the feel of rubbing back and forth ontop of his ever growing bulge a bit too much in all honesty. Shocked in your own self's ability to rile him up so easily, but that being said, should congratulations really be in order? You're not exactly modest down there yourself right now either, you felt the damp patch form twenty minutes ago, but you being the good hard worker you are, opted to ignoring it in favour of continuing to feel your boyfriend tense and twitch under you so cutely. You didn't dare to look around however, one could only imagine the heart stopping glare he's giving you right now, if your hairs standing on your neck are anything to go by he's staring, hard. But this is his punishment, you won't allow yourself to start feeling bad now, he has work to do, okay, so do it tomorrow, or the day after, or the day even after that! If he finds it fine to make promises and not keep them; then you're going to become his own personal blue balls machine. Looking back on it now though, you never once were calling the shots here... were you?

This became painfully apparent when he made a loud click noise with his tongue, having finally reached the peak of his own limit. His hands roughly gripping your own in such a fast flash you could of sworn you saw sparks of purple electro fizzle from his fingers, that and also the numbingly intense tingle that rattled through your body and bones when his touch engulfed your own. You gasped softly from his sudden outburst and had no time to react while he forcibly guided your arms around your back, leaving you to look like nothing more than a vulnerable tied up play thing. You squirmed slightly in his vice grip, tempting the waters so to say, but the fact you only winced from the sheer tightening hold on you and your complete inability to move in the slightest indicated he was well and truly done with your little games. Shaking your head as nerves began to eat away at you like a fever burning up inside your blood, trying to now play the victim wasn't going to get you anywhere; but what other alternatives were there for someone as fucked as you right now?

"H-hey, Scaramouche, I'm sor-" was silly of you to think you'd be given permission to speak now, wasn't it? Since he merely maneuvered both your restrained wrists into one of his hands, his boney fingers hugging around them snuggly. The other hand now free wasted no time in latching onto your hair and tugging your head back hard, rough, causing you to silence your words and instead gasp out loudly. Your eyes being forced to glare up at the ceiling as your breathing kicked up in pace, the uneven rhythm becoming much more audible to you and most certainly him. He was far too enthralled in the scene playing out before him to give those damn report forms any notice right now, you'd been trying his patience since the moment you sat your ass down in his office. Giving your best effort to rile him up, well congratulations, you'd succeeded honey, more than expertly might he add, the strain in his lower garments becoming ever more increasing in discomfort. He pulled you backwards so your left with no choice but to be pressed even closer into him while your eyes remain wide eyed and glaring at the ceiling. His hand still tightly knuckled into your hair, he licks his lower lip slowly out of habit as he leans his face forward, drawing his lips now right beside your ear, which was now flushed red at the very tip.

The hot breath fanning across your ear only made your nerves reach a new high, your throat suddenly running crisp dry, swallowing down hard and slow trying to remain collected. But you knew you were divinely fucked when you heard that low chuckle emit from his lips, with a husky tone he grunted out right beside your ear; "My Turn."

Yea sorry guys, I started this one-shot like actually months ago, I have lost count now, i got distracted with personal life and stuff and when I finally wanted to get back to it I just didn't really know where to take it from this point on, so I decided to just wait till my spark flicked back but I've totally lost motivation for Scaramouche now after finding out he may just be another short anemo guy, gonna take me sometime to accept that and get over it, so I am leaving this post as a giant cliff hanger and posting it like this, better to have something than nothing right? sorry but not sorry- - Mod Diluc

[cynettic]

Burning Things with Genshin Impact Characters

Summary - Burning things together, escaping burning buildings, and raiding Hilichurl camps <3 Ahh, the epitome of love.

Pairings - Chaotic Reader x Albedo / Venti / Ayaka / Scaramouche

Warnings - Mentions of fire, alcohol, suggestive themes, and uhm- ✨ c h a o s ✨

A/N - Bro- this is just my mental break after writing 6.9k of smut in my last post ;-; And my next two posts are supposed to be for Genshin women and their smut so… I need some cute fluff before I get into that.

Albedo

“Y/n… calm down.”

Urgent eyes darting over the vicinity of your apartment, you hardly spared the light haired boy a glance. “‘Calm down?’” You asked incredulously, flapping your arms around as if that would solve the issue of smolk. “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed yet, but our house is ‘burning.’” The bits of ash stung your arms, smoke seething against your eyes.

“I’m aware, I’m just asking you to get off the windowsill.”

Looking down at your already prepped foot right on the metal of the only opening the room, you flashed him a glare. “Uhm… no? I’ll have you know I have things to do and places to be, I’m a very important-”

“‘Y/n,’” Albedo interrupted, exasperated. “Please, come here.”

“No!” You shot back, “‘You’ come here, you aren’t going down in flames with your lab experiment. No matter how important it was.”

You could slowly see the patience from Albedo’s face melt away. An incredible feat, it was far too bad you didnt have the time to admire his ticked off face. “And you plan to jump off and break a couple bones?

“Better than death by fire.”

This time, the alchemist simply pointed to the experiment table, unable to form words.

“Yes and? I already know you messed up your experiment.”

“And,” he continued, irritated. “The table is the only ‘damn’ thing on fire. ‘The only thing on fire.’ The entirety of the house is just ‘dandy.’ Now help me put it out.”

You removed your foot of the ledge. “Oh, now that you mention it…”

Albedo put a hand to his head, sigh escaping as he rubbed his temples. “You’re almost worse than Klee… no, scratch that. You’re worse. Klee wouldn't have run away, she has the decency to stick around and out the fire out.”

“I thought it as a life threatening situation!”

“Mhm,” he hummed, displeased. “Whatever you say, get over here.”

Venti

Your drunk figure stumbled across the plain of grass, arms outstretched as you spun around. The wind rushed past your face, cool against the heat that ran through your veins. You felt dizzy, the world spinning in circles around you.

“Hey!” You spun around, foot sliding around the grass as you struggled to keep yourself from falling back. “You- you over there.”

“Yes?” The bard spoke, whisking the alcohol bottle in his hand in circles. He too had chugged a few too many bottles, but nothing to get him as wasted as you were at the moment. “And I do have a name you know- I’m aware you’re drunk, but it still hurts to know you’ve forgotten it~”

Squinting your eyes, you racked your mind for a name. “Oh.. uh…” It took only a moment till the name flashed in your name, and with a giggle, you turned back around. “Venti!”

“Yes?” He responded, this time with a wide grin.

All that stretched in front of the two of you was a wide field of grass, a grand tree, and a hilichurl camp. The two of you were too far away to quickly make it to the tree, and far enough not to arouse any suspicion with the monsters.

Of course your focus was on the hilichurl encampment.

“Look!” You pointed to the wooden pillars perched upright, two or three hilichurls dancing around a fire. “Lets destroy it!”

Venti nearly choked on the beverage in his mouth, swallowing it before he let out a chuckle. “Destroy it?” he repeated bemused, staring at your knocked up state. “I’d be surprised if you managed to make your way there-”

As if to prove him wrong, you started sprinting.

“Uh oh- hey! That wasnt what I meant!!” And he was sent racing after you.

By the time you made it to the camp, the Hilichurls had taken notice of you. All three of them standing up with some kind of weapon in hand. Your joyous laugh sent shivers down their spine, wobbly walk making them back up.

You were ‘scaring’ them.

“C’mere,” you cooed, arms wide. “I don’t bite.”

“Yes you do,” Venti mumbled once catching up to you. Too low for your ears to catch.

When the hilichurls didnt move, you whirled around to grab the vodka from his hand. A high percentage of course, Venti couldnt get drunk on normal wine or too low of a vodka. With a squeak of surprise, he reached for the bottle.

But it was too late.

You’d throw the bottle right at the hilichurls, who dashed away right at that moment. They abandoned camp and sprinted towards the meadow to find some refuge in the trees.

But that wasnt the end of the chaos.

Oh no, the bottle just ‘had’ to spill its contents onto the grass. And well, knock over a torch light stand while it was at it, which meant what? Fire.

“Its burning!”

“Oh dear…”

Venti pulled you away from the camp, sending a gust of wind to pick up the remainder of whatever was burning and put it out. “What am I gonna do with you…” he whispered in a groan. You happily skipped alongside him, giggling at his remark. “My little menace.”

He made a mental note not to bring you to the tavern again.

Side note - No Hilichurls were harmed during the raid-

Ayaka

“‘I’m saving her.”’

Hanging on a tree just beside the Kamisato residency, you and Thoma crouched on a single branch, tipping from side to side to regain balance before falling. That wasn’t the main issue, because just beside you was Ayaka, trapped in a burning building as she frantically tried to put the fire out.

“I’m her bodyguard,” Thoma beside you seethed, pushing you lightly to get you to move. “Therefore its my jobs to protect her, move.”

You shoved back, “And she’s the girl I love, got an issue with that?” You stuck your tongue out, “Or maybe you’re just ‘jealous’, wanna play hero and get her to fall in love? Too bad, you know we’re a thing, get over it.”

“Do you ‘want’ me to hurt you?”

“No thanks, save that for your new girlfriend and your bsdm kinks.”

“HEY- I DONT HAVE-”

But you’d already jumped, grabbing with both hands onto the window ledge and hoisting yourself up. The smoke hit you, burning your eyes and making your nose scrunch up in distaste. If this was your first reaction- how was Ayaka?!

You looked around, spotting the girl trying to put out the fire. It wasnt a big one, in fact it was just the cooking stove and a tinge of the carpet was on actual fire. The rest was just too much smoke, and a coughing Ayaka spilling water over everything.

Racing over, you began stomping on the flames of the carpet. Noticing you, she put her attention on the stove, and the two of you managed to clear away all the fire in no time.

It was when she put her hand over her mouth to cough that you realized you needed to get her out of there. Picking her up with ease, you cradled her in your arms as you dashed to the window. You didnt want to know what the rest of the house, and if there was any more fire, Thoma could put it out right?

Unfortunately for you, that wasnt even your main worry as you made it to the window. Water had somehow made it just below the windowsill, and instead of jumping out with precision, you slipped you with Ayaka in your arms, screaming out in surprise.

So you did all you could do, tuck her in your arms with your back to the ground and hoped you didnt die.

“‘Umph’- holy you’re heavy.”

You weren’t dead but…

‘Being in Thoma’s arms is worse.’

His face said the same, so he dropped you and instead held Ayaka in his arms. You watched as his face morphed into one of worry and compassion, “Princess- are you alright?”

“I was the one who caught her!” You blurted from your position on the ground, stumbling up to stand.

“And I caught both of you,” he corrected, flashing her a grin before giving you a look of distaste. “By accident, it was by pure luck that you happened to be holding onto her.”

You flashed him the middle finger, “Well your jobs done, saved the day, now fuck off.”

“‘You’ fuck off.”

“You have no reason to be here.”

“And leave Ayaka with an incapable fool? How did you slip out of a ‘window?’”

“Water you dumbass, now let go of her before I beat the shit out of you-“

“Ha- I’d like to see you try.”

Meanwhile, Ayaka rest cradled against Thoma’s chest, a look that your bickering was getting to her, and that she was seriously getting ticked off.

“Can you both just ‘shut up?’”

Scaramouche

Everything was ‘burning.’

Scarlet flames licking the wooden planks, crackling as splintered logs came crashing down and silenced by the background screams. Chaos strewn from side to side, a contrast from the normal pace of your footsteps, the calm collected look on your face.

“That was fun,” you simply stated to the boy beside you, squeezing his hand. “We should do it again some other time.”

He squeezed your hand back, a gesture far beyond him. However, he didnt reply, just walking alongside you with your hands interlocked and casually walking away from the crime scene.

Side note - you could really tell I got hit by writers block on the last one ;-;

[adatheromcomaddict]

How You Meet the Cullens + Jacob

Hi! I've decided I'm going to put some of my stuff from Wattpad, over here. If you want to see my Wattpad, its the same username as I have here. Anyway, this is how you meet the Cullens, + Jacob. Probably intended for female readers, but it could mostly go either way... I think. And I do have the girls as well in here.

Edward Cullen:

Edward and you met at school. Of course.

"Um, excuse me?" You asked a small girl, with short brown hair.

She turned around, revealing her pale white skin, and beautiful golden eyes.

"How can I help you?" She asked.

"I was wondering where Mr. Molina's classroom is?" You replied.

"Oh, yes. I can show you the way!" She grabbed your hand, and pulled you down the halls. (Wow, this is turning into an Alice preference)

"Thank you!" You said, when you two arrived at the classroom.

She pointed inside the room, towards a beautiful boy, with golden hair, and dark, dark, eyes. He glared at her, with his hand over his mouth. I turned to look at her, and she winked back at him.

"Uh, thank you. Oh, I never got your name." You said.

"Alice. Yours?" She asked, still smiling.

"Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, looks like you'll be sitting next to my brother, Edward, in there." She waved, and skipped away.

I walked inside the class, towards the boy, and sat down. He looked away, took a deep breath, then turned back to me.

"Hi, um, I'm Y/N. You're Edward, right?" I asked.

"Yes. I-I am." He seemed like he was in pain or something.

Weird.

Jacob Black:

I had lived in the outermost part of Forks for as long as I have lived. (Sounds like a wedding vow)

We were right next to the border of La Push. Therefore, I go to the school in the reservation.

(I have absolutely NO clue what the school is like there, so I'm making it up)

But, I didn't really talk to anyone. I had a few friends from down in the more central part of Forks, Bella Swan was one of them. She recently moved here full time. I hadn't seen her since I was little.

There was this one kid named Jacob who I had met a couple of times, mostly when he played with Bella snd I while our parents went fishing or whatever.

But, since Bella was going to school in Forks, I decided I would try and re-connect with this Jacob, to see if I could hang out with him.

So, I asked around one day at school for what classes he was in, and found out that he was in one of my classes. How did I never notice? Oh, just me and my oblivious self. (Sorry, if you're like- not oblivious?)

Well, I found him one day.

"Jacob, right?" I asked him.

"Oh, yes, oh, oh! Y/N! Hi!" He seemed to be a very nice boy.

"Yes, it's me. Um, I haven't talked to you in years, I'm surprised you remember my name." I explained.

"I'm surprised you remembered mine." He laughed.

"So, uh, I"m kind of wondering if you want to like, hang out or something. Anywhere works. I just need some company." (Bella who?)

"Sire! You could come by my house today after school and we can catch up. Do you like cars?" He asked.

"Depends." I laughed in response.

"Well, you can come help me too. I like to re-build them."

"Sounds like a plan."

Emmett Cullen:

(for this one you are a vampire already, and yes I basically stole Rosalie's life. Also, if I get facts wrong, don't come for me, just tell me *kindly* and I will fix it)

I became a vampire in 1920. Two years after my brother Edward, and one year before my mother Esme.

I'd been a vampire for 15 years already. How time flies

One day I was running through the forest when I heard screams coming from a small patch. I sprinted towards the place, and saw a boy, probably 20, getting attacked by a bear. I shoved the bear off of him instantly, and bit into it, getting it's blood.

I remembered that the boy was watching, and was probably shaken up, not to mention, he was most likely dying. I turned back towards him, wiping a small bit of blood off of my lip, and said,

"Hello, I'm Y/N Cullen."

"E-Emmet. How did you do that?" He asked, very weakly.

"I have my ways. What hurts?" I asked.

"Everything." Of course-

"I'll be right back. Don't move." Not that he really could. I sprinted back to my house. I opened the door, and Carlisle, Esme, and Edward turned towards me.

"Y/N? What is it?" Carlisle asked.

"There's a boy, Emmett. He got attacked by a bear. He's very weak. You need to turn him Carlisle."

They all sprinted into the woods, and I led them towards where Emmett lay. He was still there, but weaker.

Jasper Hale:

(you're a vampire)

Jasper became a vampire in 1863. (I think)

He was telling me his story.

I had recently been turned into a vampire by Carlisle, after he rescued me, and I hadn't really met the rest of the family yet. (You can make up why you had to become a vampire)

When Jasper had finished the story, I said, "Wow."

"That's all I could get out. His story was just, wow....

I forgot, Edward could read my mind. I only remembered when he chuckled after I thought that.

I gave him an internal glare.

Bella was sitting in the corner, with him.

"So, Y/N, tell us your full story." Jasper smiled.

(Sorry, his is kind of short..)

Carlisle Cullen:

It was my first day working at the Forks Hospital and I needed some directions.

I walked up to mid-height man, with blonde hair, and very pale skin.

"Hello, sir?" I asked him, and he spun around.

"Yes, Ms. Y/L/N?" He asked.

"H-how do you know my last name?" I asked in response.

"I heard someone talking about you coming, and you're the only new face around here. We don't get them often." He smiled, and my heart fluttered. Good thing he wasn't like a super-hearer or anything. {;)}

"Well, uhm, I was just wondering where the surgical ward is?" He pointed towards the left, and I smiled slightly, walking away, and quietly looking back at him after I was sure he couldn't see me.

Alice Cullen:

(You had already seen Alice before, but never interacted with her much, like most of the students)

I was walking around in the forest, when I heard footsteps.

"Hello?" I called out.

"Y/N!" A girl replied, I noticed it was Alice Cullen.

"Oh, hello, Alice." I was a bit confused to how she knew my name, but to be honest, I knew her's too and that's a bit strange. But, everyone does talk about the Cullens.

"What are you doing out here in the forest?" She asked me. I didn't have a valid answer. I could say "Just felt like taking a stroll..." or "Oh, I'm working on my steps." but, none of those were true, I really didn't know what I was doing here.

"Uhm, working on my steps, and taking a stroll....??" I questioned myself.

"Oookay then. Would you like to come with me? I can show you some of my favorite spots to relax." The way she said relax made me think she wasn't relaxing, and probably meant running around and exercising. Just what I needed.

"Sure, sounds great." I smiled.

Rosalie Hale:

Everyone that lives in Forks knows about the Cullens. Even the people in the reservation.

There's the three boys, the goofy one, the silent one, and the constipated one.

Then there's the two girls. Alice and Rosalie.

I've talked to Alice, we've said hi.

But in general, I know nothing about Rosalie.

All I know is she is incredibly smart, beautiful, and did I mention gorgeous?

I've never had the guts to talk to her. Maybe it's that I'm a wimp, or maybe it's that she is very intimidating. Probably a mixture of both.

But today, I got lucky, and didn't have to talk to her. She talked to me.

I had noticed her eyeing me a few times, and I never knew if she was looking down on me, in a bad way, or if she was interested in me. Both ways scared me.

Today, she came up to me.

I was sitting at the lunch table with Angela and Jessica, and the new kid, Bella.

"Y/N, can I talk to you really quick?" She asked.

"Uh, uh, yes, yes, sure." I stood up quickly, and while walking away with her, I turned towards Angela and Jess, and they smiled and winked.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked.

"Well, I wanted to know... did you want to hang out sometime?"

"Like, a date...?"

"Uh, yeah. Like a date." She smiled and we both laughed.

"Sure." I smiled back.

Bella Swan:

Apparently, today Chief Swan's daughter is moving to the school.

I'm looking forward to it, I want to make more friends.

I was standing outside, waiting to see if I spotted her, when a big, orange-red truck pulled into the parking lot.

It must be her! I've never seen that truck before.

I ran up to it, when I saw people laughing at it. Whatever, I think it's cool.

She climbed out of her truck, and I probably startled her, standing there.

"Hi! I'm Y/N Y/L/N. You're Chief Swan's daughter, right?" I asked.

"Uh, yes. Bella Swan." She stuck out her hand, and I shook it.

"So, do you want to know anything, anything special?" I asked.

"Um, I'm not sure...." She said, tucking her hair behind her ear. (Ugh, a classic Bella move)

"No worries. Let me show you to your first class." I smiled, and took her hand, pulling her down the hallway.

Esme Cullen:

I was walking around town, alone. A kind of dangerous move, since there have been so many mysterious attacks lately.

I was looking through random stores, when I noticed Esme Platt, (we're just saying she isn't a Cullen because I guess they aren't married...????) Carlisle Cullen's old friend. (I don't even know how to write this...)

"Hi, Esme." I said.

"Oh, hello, Y/N." She smiled.

"How have you been?" I haven't seen her in a while. We've talked a few times.

"I've been good, how have you been?" She replied.

"I'm great. We really should catch up sometime." I said, trying to be subtle.

"Yes, we should. Do you want to go to lunch tomorrow?" She asked.

"Of course! Where do you want to go?"

"Don't worry about me. I won't eat much anyway."

******

So, yeah, that's it. I'm aware that these aren't perfection, bur they were fun to write so, yeah!

I will be posting a lot more now since I'm getting really into writing again ;)

Thank you all for reading, (not that a ton of people are going to read this lol)

And yeah, see you soon! :3

-Ada

[kung-fu-headcanons]

Tai lung x Mei Mei Hcs plz I had a bad week.

Awh :( I hope things get better for you 💕 (and also that these headcanons help cheer you up!)

Easily the most chaotic ship ever. Legit if Tai Lung decided that today was a good day to commit crimes Mei Mei would join just for the thrill of it LMBOO

I can imagine Tai Lung being in jail and calling her to get him via a bail or something and she's just like "didn't you say you were too handsome to get caught and arrested" JAHAHAHA- she might leave him hanging for a few days before she does smth to get them out

You would NEVER have guessed they were dating. They never do anything that a stereotypical couple does and if they do call each other pet names you'd just assume it was part of their friendship dynamic or whatever

Like it's just a part of their personal, matches Mei Mei perfectly since she's kind of a flirty gal, and then for Tai Lung he'd do it to p!ss you off LOL.

Their entire relationship is just:

Tai Lung: I woke up today and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY-

Mei Mei: Awwwh, you're so adorable! Come over here and give me a hug~

Tai Lung: wh- what? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BR AFRAID OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH-

Tai Lung x Mei Mei shippers, probably: [recording] This is so cute.

Trust me when I say Tai Lung cannot cook for sh/t, he will literally burn the kitchen and then the whole village either on accident or out of anger, could be a combination of both tbh. That's why Mei Mei does the cooking, and her food is THE BOMB.

Mei Mei is probably the only person that takes a genuine interest in him despite his past, like yes we have Shifu who loved him like a father but we all know how the story goes with the Dragon Warrior thing

He feels like Mei Mei actually understands him, and that's the beauty of it all

I think it would be really cute if Mei Mei talked Tai Lung into recognizing his mistake and apologizing to Shifu so he can rebuild their father-son connection 🥺 but like at the same he tried to kill him so- I don't think that's too great of an idea

Mei Mei is highly aware that Tai Lung is genuinely crap at driving but she lets him do it anyways because drifting off the road at 70 mph is such a blast yk? Aren't bicycle cart things the replacement for cars in the KFP verse? I have no idea tbh but uhm whatever lol just imagine the two of them biking down a steep hill at incredible speeds

Mei Mei loves the thrill of Tai Lung's chaotic and sometimes illegal acts of "fun" it's an adventure every day for her. Don't worry she makes sure Tai Lung stays within the law.. somehow.. not too sure how she does it tbh but she does!

She's always been a wild spirit and when wild spirit meets wild (and chaotic for that matter) spirit, then you know it's a y e s

Mei Mei is the first to find Tai Lung's softer side. Not a surprise but I'd like to think she took him to the peach groves for the first time and he just became a somft big kitty

[queenshelby]

Roommates – Part Seven

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 4,241

Warning: Smut

Note: This plays in 2020.

In the dark, you began to search for your phone to shine some light and, as you were reaching for the bedside table, your hands brushed Cillian a couple of time until you found it.

‘You were saying?’ you chuckled as you turned the little light on your phone on, flashing it towards Cillian.

‘It’s difficult Y/N’ Cillian then said, covering his eyes and you simply nodded.

‘That’s just life sometimes Cilly. I am sure you will find your way with whoever she is’ you then said, caressing his cheek gently before standing up.

‘Remember the last time we were in a blackout together?’ Cillian then asked, causing you to nod.

‘Oh my god yes. It was at your holiday house in Kerry and Danielle was freaking out, thinking that we will never get back to civilisation’ you laughed, remembering that night very well.

‘She was high so I can see how this happened’ Cillian laughed, before turning on the light on his phone as well.

‘Well, I don’t have any Weed but there is a whole bottle of red wine in the kitchen and a cabinet full of board games’ you suggested before gathering some candles while Cillian lid the fireplace in the living room for some extra light.

After you threw a few blankets and pillows down in front of the fireplace and Cillian eventually found his reading glasses, you started with some Scrabble but, usurpingly, after you finished half of the bottle of red wine, this soon became too difficult when you made one spelling mistake after another.

‘You are hopeless’ Cillian eventually observed as he won again, using the most absurd words he could think off after you only scored some points with words like ‘Soup’ and ‘Breasts’.

‘Well, how about a game that I am good at, huh?’ you laughed as you pulled out the Twister mat.

‘You don’t think that we are a little too tipsy for Twister?’ Cillian laughed, remembering that, the last time you played this game drunk, he ended up with four stitches.

‘Nope! I will catch you if you fall’ you chuckled as you started to warm up and opened up the ‘Twister-For-Two’ App on your iPhone which was giving you both directions with thirty second intervals.

‘Jesus, I am getting too fucking old for this’ Cillian said before getting into position, showing off his strong legs which immediately caused you to bite your lips. The fact that he wasn’t wearing anything but his black briefs and a grey t-shirt certainly was an incentive for you.

Left foot blue!

He was certainly getting an easy start, at least so he thought.

Right hand yellow!

But clearly, he was wrong when he watched you bend over right in front of him wearing your rather short Pyjamas featuring Bambi.

‘Interesting clothing choice’ Cillian chuckled as Bambi was staring right at him, covering your deliciously round ass.

‘Get your eyes off my ass Murphy’ you laughed but, deep down inside you didn’t mind him staring at you.

After just five minutes, both of your hands and feet were on the mat and so were Cillian’s.

By this point, Cillian and you had managed to thoroughly tangle yourselves together in a laughing mess and, at right foot yellow, Cillian accidentally bumped your breast. Slightly surprised, you took little notice.

Cillian on the other hand began to struggle as, once again, his manhood began to stir.

‘Seriously?’ he thought to himself as, just moments earlier, he couldn’t get himself into the mood with Lindsay and now that he wanted to prevent exactly this from happening, he couldn’t and was hard as a rock.  

At right hand green, things had become too much for him as you had to slide your right hand along Cillian’s inner thigh on your way to green. As you slowly moved into position, you got a glimpse of what was happening in between Cillian’s legs but yet, you pretended that you didn’t notice his erection.

‘Fuck, that’s it, you won. My back is sore’ Cillian suddenly huffed out, standing up abruptly before walking to the kitchen.

You couldn’t help but grin as Cillian shouted out to see whether you wanted another glass of wine.

‘Yes please’ you giggled rather pleased with yourself but still, you thought that it was simply the friction that aroused him.

‘Do you want another game?’ you asked when he returned with two full glasses and, unsurprisingly, Cillian shook his head which is when you began talking.

You talked about almost everything and anything for about thirty minutes while sitting on the blanket together in between the scented candles and the fireplace.

By this point Cillian’s erection had subsided and you were curious as to whether it was you who caused it in the first place or whether it was something else.

‘Despite the blackout and you breaking it off with Lindsay, I thought that tonight was really fun’ you eventually observed after you finished your glass of wine

‘Well, you are a lot of fun to be around which makes it pretty easy’ Cillian said, finishing off his wine as well.

He smirked and shrugged. His eyes dropped and he started to trace a design on the crumpled blanket with his finger as if he wanted to say something else.

‘Can you ask you a question?’ you then asked out of the blue after having built up some courage.

‘Of course’ Cillian responded as his eyes lifted to yours, and you almost lost your nerve.

‘You, uhm, seemed to have enjoyed the game of Twister a lot more than I had anticipated’ you said, biting your lip nervously while looking down at his crotch.

Cillian immediately blushed, the flush spreading down his neck and the top of his muscular chest. Mortified, he looked at you with wide eyes and his right hand rose to his forehead.

‘Oh, god, Y/N…I am so sorry, it’s just that…the wine…and….’ Cillian shuddered nervously, realising that you saw his arousal and, before he could finish his sentence, you quickly leaned forward and placed a hand on his chest, just above the collar of his t-shirt where some of his chest hair was sticking out. Your palm tingled against the soft spatter of hair there.

‘Cillian, don't! I didn't mean to embarrass you’ you suddenly blurted out as you felt bad that you had, but also stimulated at the thought that you might have aroused him and that, perhaps, it wasn’t just a coincidence.

You were suddenly very aware of the soft, warm skin beneath your hand, and the warm wetness in your panties.

‘I promise you'll never say anything about it again, I just...I have to know...was it friction from the game, or was it, you know...me?’ you then asked, retreating you hand momentarily from his chest and squinting your eyes nervously.

Cillian sighed heavily and grabbed your hand, placing it back against his chest after you leaned away a little. His heart was racing, and you thought yours might pound straight out of your ribcage.

‘It wasn't the friction Y/N’ he then admitted and your breath caught in your throat.

‘I don’t know what it was or what it is, but I know it’s you. I am attracted to you’ Cillian then explained, causing you to grin excitedly.

‘So, when you just got aroused, what did you think about’ you asked as you played with his chest hair.

‘Y/N, we’ve been friends for so many fucking years and I don’t want to ruin this’ Cillian said almost embarrassed and you cut him off again.

‘Yes, and friends tell each other the truth. So, tell me, what was on your mind just then on the Twister mat?’ you asked, causing Cillian to sigh heavily again.

‘I was wondering what you would taste like’ Cillian said almost heavy hearted, admitting his desire for you before apologising for it.

Your heart felt like it stopped. Your entire body tingled, and warmth spread through your belly, snaking straight between your legs. This could absolutely be a dream.

‘Why don't you kiss me and find out?’ you said with husky voice as you moved your face closer to his.

With no hesitation, Cillian’s free hand moved around the back of your neck as his full lips met yours.

Your eyes closed and you opened your mouth, allowing his soft tongue to explore. He pulled you in and kissed you harder while you wrapped your arms around him to run your hands along his back and shoulders.

This continued for quite some times with neither of you being able to let go of the other as you smiled, kissed and moaned into each other’s mouths. Eventually, Cillian wound his hand in your long hair and broke the kiss to move his mouth to your ear.

As it was, you moaned, you shivered, and you dug your nails into his back. Your enthusiastic response drove him to be even more aggressive. He pushed you onto your back and rolled on top of you, the growing bulge in his briefs pressing directly into the spreading wetness between your legs. You gasped at the gratifying sensation.

Cillian pushed himself onto his palms, concerned.

‘This will change everything between us. Do you want this?’ Cillian asked.

‘I wanted this for over a fucking month Cillian. If you don’t fuck me now, I will never forgive you’ you huffed out almost breathlessly and slightly tipsy, causing Cillian to chuckle.

Of course, he wanted it as badly and as much as you did, but he was still somewhat worried about your long-lasting friendship and thought that, ideally, you should both be talking about this first. You needed to clarify what this was and what you were going to become after you slept with each other.

But the wine and his raging erection eventually got the better of him and you immediately wrapped your arms around him to keep him on top of you.

You ground your hips into his and forced his lips to yours, bringing his full weight back to your waiting body. His hot mouth made it back to your neck and ears, and you moaned again, biting your lip in an attempt to stifle the noises he was eliciting from you. He propped himself up on one forearm and began to explore your eager body with his other hand.

He was teasing you, tauntingly caressing you through the thin pyjamas shirt you wore. You writhed beneath his palm, wanting more. His hair wasn't long, but long enough that you could wind your fingers into it and guide his ear into your mouth.

You toyed with it, tracing it with your tongue, sliding the lobe between your teeth, enjoying hearing his breath get heavier and feeling his cock getting harder as he kneaded your breast through the t-shirt. Then he stopped.

‘Y/N’ Cillian huffed out, causing you to enquire why he stopped.

‘I saw you, earlier in the bath when you were masturbating’ he admitted.

‘You looked away though didn’t you?’ you smirked, causing him to shake your head.

‘I am sorry’ he said and you immediately grinned.

‘Did you enjoy watching me?’ you then asked as you raised an eyebrow and panted, rubbing yourself against him.

‘What do you think?’ Cillian chuckled before asking you what you were listening to on your headphones.

‘An audio book you narrated’ you smirked and he looked dumbfounded, which in turn surprised you, considering what he'd said to start all of this.

‘What can I say Cillian, you’ve got a goodman sexy voice’ you admitted before you pushed him off of you and sat up on your knees, peeling off your shirt to reveal your pierced breasts.

He sat, slack jawed, legs outstretched before doing the same with his t-shirt.

‘So many freckles’ you observed before you went further and hooked your thumbs around the waistband of your Bambi panties.

‘Since you already watched me masturbate, there are no more secrets for me to reveal in so far as my body is concerned’ you smirked as you slowly inched them past your hips, leaving you completely naked.

Cillian’s jaw dropped nonetheless. His eyes were hungry and he reached for his own briefs and removed them as well.

‘Well, unfortunately for you, I had no secrets to start off with. You’ve seen it all already’ Cillian said as he gave you a familiar, lop-sided grin that exposed his teeth. So gorgeous.

‘And I love seeing it all again’ you huffed out as your mouth watered at the sight of his erection. But, instead of letting him climb back on top of you, you firmly pressed your naked body against his chest and then straddled his taut body and kissed him soundly.

His hands roamed your body freely, exploring your legs, your back, your breasts, your ass. He caressed and kneaded, he stroked and fondled, all the while kissing your mouth and neck and ears.

‘Oh god Cillian’ you moaned as you ground your clit into his erection, whimpering in pleasure and whispering his name over and over again, something which sounded rather familiar to him.

After placing soft kisses across your neck, he cupped your breasts and rubbed circles on your rigid pierced nipples with his large thumbs, making you tremble. With his gaze boring into yours, he lifted each breast to his lips and gently nuzzled your nipples before gently tugging on each of your piercings.

‘Don't stop...please don't stop’ you moaned as you rode him harder, begging breathlessly and he wasn’t event inside of your yet. The only friction you got was on your clit against his very hard cock.

Cillian complied with your request and fixed his soft lips around a pink areola, sucking hard as he manipulated the firm nub and your piercing with his tongue. It pushed you over the edge and you came with a low moan, your fingers digging roughly into his scalp.

Keeping one hand around his neck, you slumped back onto his muscular thighs and tried to catch your breath.

‘Did you just cum?’ he asked rather surprised and you nodded, unable to say more.

‘Fuck, that is incredibly hot’ he said as his mouth hung open while he looked at you expectantly, and you knew him well enough that he was wondering if your orgasm meant you were done playing.

‘The tension building up over the past month was just too much, but please don’t dare think that I am done with you yet’ you smirked and Cillian mirrored your wicked smile and kissed you deeply until you placed both hands on his chest and pushed him onto his back.

He resisted at first, eager to keep touching you. Finally he relented and propped himself up with one hand behind his head, watching you as you kissed and licked and sucked your way across his muscular chest and stomach again and again.

Any time you came to his nipples, his eyes pinched tight and his hips involuntarily jerked toward you. You pressed your slight body down onto his rigid cock, making him emit a deep, guttural moan. It was all you could do not to impale your wet pussy on the willing flesh, but you were enjoying the anticipation far too much.

You slid your body down on his, his freckled skin a striking contrast against your much darker tan. While you made your decent, you briefly thought again about just climbing onto him and lowering your wet, ready pussy onto his very hard cock, but you decided that as late as it was, it was still early enough in the night to do everything you wanted. And you wanted to make him come in your mouth just as you had fantasised for weeks.

When you finally reached your destination, Cillian’s cock, was standing at attention in your hands. It was so long and thick that it made your small hands look positively tiny in comparison. You ran them up and down the length of his shaft, taking the time to trace every line and curve carefully.

‘Fuck, Y/N, this feels so fucking good’ Cillian groaned as he watched you with hooded eyes and you started stroking him more rhythmically. His head rolled back, his hips jutted forward, and you couldn't contain yourself any longer.

You inhaled all that you could at once, which admittedly wasn't much considering all that remained. You pulled your head back, sucking hard, and went down for another try, and another, and another, gorging on a little more of his shaft each time.

‘Jesus Christ’ Cillian groaned again loudly as you finally managed to take all of his length and he bottomed out against the back of your throat.

You grinned as you accomplished what you had hoped and began bobbing your head up and down his shaft.

Occasionally, you snuck glances at his face when you could; sometimes he was staring at you fixedly, his mouth pinched to a narrow line, other times his eyes were screwed tight.

‘Y/N, I am close, fuck, you need to stop’ you eventually heard him weakly say as you continued to pleasure him with your lips and tongue.

But, instead of stopping, you looked him straight in the eyes and took his cock deeper down your mouth.

‘Y/N, fuck’ he groaned, trying to delay his release until he realised that this was what you wanted as you continued to suck him eagerly.

Eventually, with another loud groan, his entire body tensed and you could feel his sweet cum spurt into the back of your throat. Rope after rope, you drank every drop and, when he finally came down from his high, you gently licked him clean and he sat up and pulled you into his lap, kissing you deeply.

‘You just kissed me after you came in my mouth’ you observed when your lips drifted apart which is something James, the only man you had ever been with before tonight, would never have done.

‘Does that bother you?’ Cillian asked concerned and you shook your head.

‘No, I think its fucking sexy’ you blurted out before kissing him again and, just as you did, you felt his erection reviving underneath your ass almost immediately.

While sucking on your tongue, his large hands grabbed around your waist and rolled you over on the blanket beside him.

He crawled over you and stuck his tongue in your ear, making you claw at his back until he whispered ‘When I said that I wanted to know what you taste like, I meant that I wanted to eat your pussy.’

This was probably the dirtiest thing you ever heard him say to you and you liked it a lot and wiggled out from underneath him just enough to spread your legs provocatively.

His breath on your legs, coupled with his revelation that he had been fantasising about licking you, made you quiver. He slowly kissed the inside of your thighs, occasionally brushing your soaking mound with his nose or his lips. You relished every second and it wasn’t long until he locked your gaze and pressed his tongue flat against your vulva.

‘Oh god yes, Cillian, fuck’ you moaned out as he was licking and sucking you.

He covered your labia and clitoris in wet kisses before sticking his tongue deep inside you, causing you to scream out louder than ever before.

As he continued to pleasure you, one of your hands was buried in his hair, tearing at it as he made your body go crazy whilst the other clenched against the blanket beneath you.

You remembered what Laura had said and there certainly was some truth to it. He was good, very good and it wasn't long before you'd built into another orgasm, but you didn't feel the need to warn him beforehand.

‘Oh, my fucking god’ you shouted out eventually as his wicked tongue sent you over the edge and your legs began to shake crazily while he pinned you down.

No man had ever made you cum with his tongue alone and the sensitivity on your clit following your orgasm was overwhelming and made you squirm.

Still, he continued to ply his tongue into your sensitive folds until you used both hands to pry his head back by his hair. He grinned from ear to ear, and you knew you were paying for teasing him earlier.

Languidly, he pulled his body over yours, pausing to kiss you here and there while you regained a little composure. His breath was heavy when he found himself at your ear again.

‘I want to be inside you’ he whispered and you nodded fervently.

He raised himself to his knees, his erection again at full mast. You felt a momentary twinge of nervousness. He was bigger than James and this worried you just a little.

‘Do you want me to go and get a condom?’ Cillian asked and you knew that he kept some upstairs in his bedside table which, ironically, Lindsay had bought for him.

‘No, I am on the pill. I want to feel you, all of you’ you said, biting your lips with anticipation.

This was all Cillian needed to hear and, within seconds, he lined himself up you’re your soaking wet entrance.

He knew that you had never been with another man other than James and was gentle and slow as he entered you, increasing the pace of his thrusts only after you'd had a chance to get used to his length and girth and began raising your hips up to meet his.

‘Oh god, you feel so fucking tight Y/N’ Cillian groaned as he thrusted in and out of you.

‘Cillian, fuck me harder, oh god’ you screamed out almost at the same time. He felt so amazing inside of you that you could barely breathe! You probably looked like the proverbial fish on dry land, gasping for air as you drown under wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure.

You were almost grateful when he folded over you and groaned into your neck, the sound of your name from his lips bringing you to one last climax as he enjoyed his.

‘Fuck yes Cillian’ you groaned as you could feel him pulsate inside of you, filling you with his seed as you climaxed in sync.

By this point you had lost count of how many orgasms he'd given you, but you were fairly sure that you could make him come every hour on the hour for the next three or four days and still be in his debt.

You never had sex that good and you struggled to contain yourself after you both were breathless. Cillian held his body close to his as his breath normalized, and you shuddered as he pulled his softening cock from inside you, lamenting its absence and causing some of his cum to leak onto the blanket beneath you.

‘What do you think? Should we get to bed?’ he eventually huffed out and you nodded, but weren’t so sure whether you would be sleeping in the same or separate bedroom.

‘I might need some help getting up’ you giggled, knowing that you wouldn’t be walking straight for days.

Cillian was quick to flash up his phone and scoop you up from the floor in response to your comment and carry you to your bed.

‘Uhm, do you want me to stay with you?’ Cillian asked somewhat nervously and you bit your lip and nodded at him.

Within seconds, he slid into bed with you, turned off the flashlight on his phone before pulling the top sheet over your nude forms before sliding an arm around you to curl you into his warm body.

‘This was incredible, even better than I had ever imagined’ he said and you nuzzled into the soft hair that sparsely covered his chest, still reeling that the most amazing wet dream you'd ever had had happened during your waking hours.

***

The following morning, you were woken by your phone which rang not once, not twice but three times in total until you finally answered it.

‘Hey, what’s up’ you huffed out with a dusty head while Cillian was stirring besides you.

‘I really need to talk Y/N, I am sorry. I know that Cillian is seeing someone by the name of Lindsay and I am really fucking upset about it’ Laura went on to say before telling you once again that she wasn’t over the break up and suspected that he was seeing her and Lindsay at the same time.

‘I can’t really talk about this right now’ you said, your head pounding as Cillian’s arm wrapped around you.

‘Can you call me back when you can please. I know you said that you wanted to stay out of this, but there is more to it’ Laura then said and you were immediately overwhelmed with guilt.

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[enhypia]

NK ; gamers and their significant other

gamers and their significant other answers questions with the choice of drinking instead of answering

pairings: nishimura riki x gn!reader

genre: pure fluff and fun

words: roughly 1.2k

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~guides and warnings~

italics - reader speaking

bold - ni-ki speaking

[enclosed] - interviewer speaking

italicized bold- both reader and ni-ki speaking

[enclosed bold or italics] - question (depends on who's speaking)

heavily inspired by: rec.create lie detector games, cut truth or drink

warning: contains and mentions of !!! drinking and swearing

this work has minimal mentions of drinking compared to other parts in this series

i don't promote underage drinking, save your livers

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hello~ i'm ni-ki

and i'm (y/n)!

we're ....

he's a gamer and i'm their partner !!

yeah!

[okay, you guys were invited here today as partners with one being a gamer, for a fun little drinking game, you guys are aware of that right?]

yes we were

i'm just here to expose ni-ki honestly

ey~

[who's the gamer?]

i am he is

[but do you also play?}

sometimes, but i mostly just watch ni-ki play

[how did you guys meet?]

through a game

they suck at it

but i pulled you even if i was bad at it so

*ni-ki rolls his eyes

*(y/n) :P

[how long have you guys been together?]

2 years

3 years next month

*(y/n) :O

what?

you remembered?

ey~ that hurts

*both laugh

[were there any fights because of his gaming?]

YES *(y/n) laughs out loud while ni-ki hangs his head in shame

but they aren't big fights? mostly just sulking. i can just remember one major fight

they sulk when i don't pay them attention

and you sulk when i start to treat you how you treat me whenever you're playing too much

*ni-ki pouts

which is not giving me attention :P

[but did you have any problems with his gaming?]

nope, gaming makes ni-ki genuinely happy, and i love seeing him happy

*ni-ki does a heart towards (y/n)

we did have that one major fight i mentioned

i couldn't play for a week because of it, but that's what made me realize that no amount of gaming is worth enough to lose (y/n)

*(y/n) drinks making ni-ki laugh

give me a warning next time gosh.

[okay, how about we officially start the q&a between you guys?]

*both nod and played rock paper and scissors to determine who gets to ask first, ni-ki wins

*ni-ki laughs after reading the question

[have you ever thought about deleting my games whenever you get mad at me?]

no! those cost too much

eh? i don't believe you! you once threatened to delete my games

yah! you knew i was joking at that time

*ni-ki laughs when you pout and he pats your head after

i know i know

i already know the answer to this

[have you ever avoided talking to me to play your games?]

*ni-ki drinks

when we first started dating and i was with him one time when he was playing, i messed around with his phone and i found out i was on mUTE ?!:'&?!

*ni-ki covers his face in guilt

[did you get mad when you found out?]

not really ?? i was just in disbelief

but i did show you that everyone else was muted

they were automated messages ni-ki, you left the gcs instead of muting them *(y/n) deadpanned

i'm sorry~~

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

[was it a turn off finding out i was into gaming or i was a gamer?]

*(y/n) drinks

*ni-ki is shocked

really??

no, i'm just kidding, and i wanted to drink

if anything i was more impressed than turned off since i still do play, i just suck at it

so you admit that i'm good at gaming? *he raises his eyebrows back and forth

stop acting like i don't compliment you about it 24/7 riki

*riki laughs

ohh, you better answer this carefully nishimura riki

i'm scared

[would you rather not play video games forever, or lose me?]

... ..

forever ?

mhmm

... like forever forever ??

ni-ki just drink

*both laugh

it's okay i understand baby, i know my place *(y/n) teases

*ni-ki grins and envelopes (y/n) in a big hug

which is #1 !!

*camera just pans around the pair's adorableness

[question for both: would you trade/sell your significant other for a game console?]

oh he would definitely sell me for a game console, i would be more surprised if he didn't.

*ni-ki is quiet

it depends on the console though

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

but what about you huh?

it depends on the console :P

yah!

[choose one: a gift that i really like or a rare expensive skin you want?]

this whole thing is targeted around the gamer i swear

i know right? i love it

*ni-ki playfully glares at (y/n)

you'd make me choose the skin anyways

yes i would, it's a rare skin, my gift can wait.

thanks, ily <33

ily too, now read the next question

[did you ever get jealous with the people i play with?]

....

*(y/n) drinks, ni-ki laughs

wait! let me defend myself

okay, defend your stand

i don't really mind whoever he plays with honestly, but there are really just times when he's not playing with his friends, and his teammates are just ???

just what???

riki, baby, they were flirting with you.

,,,, eh?

YOU DIDN'T NOTICE?

nO?!

well that's good i guess. but yeah, technically i wasn't really jealous since ni-ki never responded to their advances. i was more of,, irritated ??

i really didn't notice.

it's when i would just suddenly but in, making sure i was heard

ahHH!

wait, that happens a lot,,,,

that's okay *(y/n) pats ni-ki, stay oblivious

eh, i don't really care anyways, i have you

*(y/n) blushes and lightly slaps ni-ki's arms

it's the last one

aww :((

[freestyle for both! ask each other any question you want]

ohhh, should i go first?

yes please

[uhm,, do you wish i put more effort in playing games than just stick to watching you play?]

*ni-ki thinks deeply

sometimes i do because it's always fun playing with you but then if you continue to play. no one would cuddle me while i play

*(y/n) laughs

what? that's like my recharge every time i lose! it's always nice to have someone there just hug you whenever you win or lose

okay okay, i get it, basically i'll try to play more but not too much?

yes <3

*(y/n) rolls their eyes fondly

just ask your question nishimura riki

i'm still thinking!

think faster!

*both laugh

[,,, can i buy the new fifa game?]

*(y/n) groans while ni-ki bursts out laughing

i will kick you riki

okay, okay, this is my real question.

[be my forever player two?]

*(y/n) error error currently malfunctioning

yah! *(y/n) is blushing very hard and ni-ki is just laughing

you think you're so smooth huh?

am i not?

i will unplug your console while you play tonight

*ni-ki continues to tease (y/n) while everyone in the studio is just melting

[that's the best way to end this in my opinion]

right? *ni-ki is smiling proudly and (y/n) shakes their head in disbelief

thanks for having us~ we had fun

thank you~

*both wave at the camera, and cut!

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bonus: youtube comments

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a/n: and cut!! we're done, this is the last installment in the speak or shot series <33 i can't believe it's finished omg?? i also wanted to end on a good note so i made this one just pure fluff and fun. thank you so much for sticking to this series!! i'm planning to start more in the future. please look forward to them~