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[cosmicbrine]

[softstargirl]

Perfect Home

Wife!Reader/Husband!Miguel O'Hara

Part One | Part Two

Genre: Angst (⁠ب⁠_⁠ب⁠)

4.5k words.

Arguments are so tasking to write! They're supposed to be illogical, anyway. :⁠'⁠(

This has been in my drafts for a month! Ideas were not idea-ing! (′д｀σ)σ

Listening to a The Weekend playlist while editing was such a vibe!!! (∩^o^)⊃━☆

I'm getting an A03 account in a bit! Tumblr's great but it does not save drafts sometimes which is a bummer because I sometimes prefer using a laptop to write when I can't get ideas flowing when I'm writing on my phone! I'll drop it!

Warnings: Cheating, Pressure From Parents, Society’s Marital Standards, Desire To Have A Child, Cursing, Envy, Suggestive & Homely Vibes Are Non-Existent.

Peace and blessings to you, My Love!!!

𖤐⭒๋࣭⭑ [𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐏] ➜ He cheated, you found out. You don't know whether to leave him or not. Now what?

The egg in the pan let out a bitter scent before you firmly flipped it. “Ugh.” You let out as you looked at it from your sunken and puffed-out eyes, breathing in mucus as you struggled not to sob once more. “Over an egg? Over an egg, [Name]?!” You thought and picked up a tissue to brush your tears and stray drops of slick over.

Just yesterday, you found out about your beloved husband's cheating with his ex for two months.

You should have caught on to the signs during your parents’ gala that took place two months ago. Dana’s excitement led her to firmly hold on to Miguel's firm arm as Miguel discussed the success of a deal with Stark Industries with the both of you, which should have been a warning sight. It irked you slightly, but you didn't view it as enough to suggest anything. Maybe how Miguel didn't depart from her hand for minutes on end should have done it.

You've always been a bit credulous. Always having one too many friends who didn't really care about your well-being from the beginning, desiring all that your younger self, who faked sickening sweet kindness, had. The public loved every bit of it, as did your parents. You noticed the subtle hints of disrespect and commented on them much later. Far too late.

You made sure your presented nature wouldn't crawl into adulthood, but it spread itself into your relationship.

Miguel was a quiet nerd when you first got to know him. Never the hot topic, he stuck to himself the majority of the time.

You bonded with him while you visited your friend in the institution, watching as she obviously flirted with Miguel's friend while they walked with one another. Surprisingly, you bonded over an idle conversation about cake.

“Tres leches is fantastic! Dios mío, there's no arguing with that!”

“Yes, Tres leches may be fantastic to you, but [ — ] definitely crosses that!”

You both didn't catch the side-eye both friends gave one another.

The next week, a double date was set.

It was the perfect TV show grounding for marriage. It all feels like a waste now that you look back on it with low eyes.

“Mi Alma.” You rolled your eyes as your husband walked into the kitchen in sweats with a water bottle in hand. You felt the chill of the Five AM air for a moment before you turned to place the egg on your plate and turned off the stove.

The crinkle of the wrapper as you pulled out the loaves of bread constantly broke the silence in the room as you looked away from him.

“Were those four years we spent with one another a waste?” You asked after a moment, then opened your mouth to chew on a loaf. A tear poured down your cheek, but you quickly wiped it away.

“No, no, they were not, Cariño. They were the most amazing years of my life.” Miguel sadly sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I'm so sorry, Mi Amor. I promise I'll be better. For you, for us.” 

“You don't get to call me that. How am I your love when you cheat on me?” You barked, glaring at him. Your fork clinked when it reached the floor. You sighed in exhaustion and picked it up. You tossed it into the pile of dishes in the sink. “Fuck, I feel done.”

“Can’t we just get past this? We've been through so much for something like this to tear us apart. Miguel tsked and shook his head as he rolled his eyes. Nervousness ran through them, but he wouldn't show it. “Are you fucking serious right now, Miguel?! I should get over it?! Is that what you're saying?!” You yelled, frustrated, and you took deep breaths to calm down. “You’re such a fucking asshole, Miguel.”

“What about you, [Name]?! You're so damn ungrateful! I’m there for you! I support you, but you never support your husband! You barely do anything useful; you're always so caught up in your work that we can't even spend time together!” Miguel yelled, drawing closer to you.

“I have to work, Miguel! What part of that don't you understand?! I don't do anything useful?! Who's the one who does nearly everything in this household?! Me! You aren't even around for us to spend time together! If you aren't working late into the night, you're fucking patrolling! Do you want me to just sit down and wait for you?! I have other things to do!” You couldn't be more thankful in the moment that the room was soundproof. You could let out more than you would have in other spaces.

“You are so damn stubborn! Fuck! We can't even have a conversation without you trying to form an argument!” Miguel yelled, standing at arm's length as he pointed at you.

“Don’t point at me, Miguel.” You demanded and backed away from him to grab your purse. “If you honestly think that this isn't overdue, you're ridiculous. Stop victimising yourself. I’m the one who was cheated on. Go be with Dana, who probably won't piss you off as much as I do.” You said it with a crack at the end of your words as you struggled not to break down.

“[Name], I-” Miguel pushed his hand forward to grab your arm, but you pushed it closer to your form as you quickly left the hotel room. “Read the letter on the kitchen table. Or don’t. I don't really care.” You closed the door and walked away.

On the kitchen table, a letter in cotton paper was laid on it with your mother’s formal handwriting, inviting the both of you for lunch before your departure. Miguel cursed as he read it, the stress already getting to him as he envisioned how it would be.

Meanwhile, you headed to the café, reassuring yourself to calm down as you walked the longer route to it, hoping to have felt better when you reached there.

What you didn't notice was your mother’s gaze upon you from her balcony as she let out another puff from her cigarette while in her white silk nightgown, a black coat with a fluffy neck covering her as she cocked her eyebrows. Her eyes squinted at the moment you paused to quickly rub your eyes. She let out a hum, watching your figure disappear from her sight.

“These crumpets are quite fantastic.” Your father smiled, spreading another with blackberry jam as he chewed the spongy and soft treat. “We should wait for a few moments before requesting lunch, no? It will only take them a few more moments to arrive.” Your mother smiled at the both of you, a glass of water in hand, before taking in a long sip, bothered.

“So, Miguel, how have you been? Is there any success in the partnership with Calahan Tech? I've heard much about it in the Nueva York Times. Business moguls are just as excited about it as I am.” Your father's eyes twinkled in excitement as he imagined the size of the funding he would receive and the amount of votes the results of the collaboration would bring him in the next election as he snacked on a pig in the blanket.

“I’ve been well, Joseph. The agreement to partner has been a bit tough because we've been trying to convince the funders to work with us, but I’m sure we're about to reach a breakthrough.” Miguel responded, proud, as a smile appeared on his face. His hand shifted to your thigh under the table, alerting you as you took a quick look around before shoving it off of you. You were still bothered; he could tell by the way you struggled not to furrow your brows and the quick way your heart beat at his gesture, which reverberated in his ears as you gracefully downed a glass of water to calm your nerves.

“If you ever need some extra help, you know who to call. I can convince those hotshots to remove the sticks up their asses and agree.” “Joseph!” Mary whispered with a hiss, patting his arm as the man chuckled. “No one heard me, Darling. I whispered.” Your father said it with a wink, placed his hand over his wife's, and squeezed it. Her shoulders slouched, pleased even if she didn't verbally express it, at her husband's gesture, and she looked at their intertwined selves, then went back to her drink.

Joseph winked at the both of you once more and separated his hold from hers for the appetisers.

Your heart squeezed with want as you watched them. It was a moment of love, but also a reminder that you couldn't have that anymore. You looked away with a smile, not wanting to endure the feelings of sadness that weighted your heart.

“Hello, Mary. Hello, Joseph”. You heard in the background but were unable to focus on the two new voices in the background as you focused on calming yourself down.

“Cariño, I-” Miguel whispered in your ear, catching onto your feelings, but a sharp noise broke the moment.

“[Name]! Look at you! You're getting more and more gorgeous by the day! My gosh, you're glowing!” Elle, your sister-in-law, beamed and hugged you from your seat. You stood up quickly to hug her and beamed when you saw your brother walking up to the table.

“Aww, you're so adorable! Gosh, we haven't seen you in a bit.” “We apologise for that, by the way.” Micah shook your hand and led Elle to their seats. He smiled at the stink eye your mother threw at the both of them and rolled his eyes once he looked away from her.

“We apologise for arriving so late. Some business had to be taken care of just at the moment I was to leave the office.” Micah said with an apologetic look on his face. “We wish that we could have arrived on your anniversary as well, [Name] and Miguel. Work, once again, occupied us. Happy belated fourth anniversary to the both of you.” Elle congratulated him with a smile and thanked the waiter when he brought their wine.

You internally giggled at her personality change. Elle was always so casual around you but had to become formal when the fact that she's in public sets in. It wouldn't be good for a model to appear improper.

“How are you, Miguel?” Elle was greeted as Micah nodded. “We haven't seen each other in a while, man.”

“I’m doing well, thank you. I’m just taking care of the missus.” Miguel responded to Micah’s approval and your resistance to roll your eyes. “It’s been four years. I still can't believe that [Name] managed to tie someone down. She's so difficult.” Micah chuckled as you glared at him. “Speak for yourself. I still can't believe Elle wanted you. She could have done so much better.” You giggled and dismissed him with a wave of your hand.

“Don’t you remember when you..." Micah began, but Mary interrupted him. "Children, there is no need to complain about one another. To be quite honest, I didn't expect either of you to get married so soon. I thought that you'd both get married after building up your characters.” Your mother giggled, much to both of your dismay.

“Mum? You're cracking a joke? Are you sure you're alright?” Micah questioned, raising a brow that quickly came down when you kicked him underneath the table. “What was that for?” “What are you talking about?” You evaded his glare with a smile.

“I’m just glad to finally see my children and their spouses in the same spot.” Your mother had a gentle smile as she looked at the both of you as your partners looked elsewhere for a moment. She didn't approve of Elle either.

In her view, her children were supposed to marry someone of their status. Someone who is highly regarded. Not anything but that.

However, she regarded your brother in a higher manner when it came down to who he chose to marry.

Elle was a ‘blantant gold digger’ in her words, ‘a model who just wanted someone to raise her higher in the industry’. Micah was a highly praised film director and writer. Who better to expose her to the world of the rich and famous than him?

“Before we continue, Micah and I have an announcement to make.” Elle announced and stood up along with her husband. Your heart dropped as the next sentence echoed in your brain.

“We're pregnant!” They both grinned and hugged one another while grins appeared on your parents' faces. “Congratulations!” Mary cheered and eagerly stood up to hug the couple. “Congratulations. My boy, you've done it again!” Joseph grinned, to which Micah flustered.

“Congratulations!” You finally joined in, grinning as you hugged them both, a bit too tightly. You wanted the moment to feel real. You weren't upset. You couldn't be. You shouldn't be.

“That's a bit tight.” Elle said, causing you to break it. “Oh, I'm sorry. I'm already excited to see your little one or ones.” You grinned. “Congratulations, you two. We can't wait to see the little one.” Miguel smiled next to you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

You could feel the sharp looks from your parents, Micah and Miguel. Elle paused to look at you, and her brows furrowed in worry. "I hope this wasn't inappropriate." She whispered in your ear, looking at Miguel for a moment, holding your hand, to which you tightened the hold. "Elle, are you excited for this new part of your life? I'm so happy for the both of you." You shook your head to hint, and a relieved smile appeared on her face. "Yes, yes, I am." She responded and hugged Micah. He hugged back and smiled at you as a form of assurance and sternly looked at Miguel, to which he looked away.

“I can't wait to find out the gender of your little one. Searching for outfits will be pleasant.” Mary said once you all sat down, smiling at the couple who were in their own moment of adoration as food was brought on the table. Your heart broke as you watched Micah caress Elle’s stomach lovingly, and her hand lifted to squeeze his as they smiled at one another.

You looked at Miguel, whose eyes remained trained on yours, and softly sighed when his hand held yours in assurance, wanting the hurt to end when yours squeezed his. Clinging onto his attention, you hoped that it would rub off the pain you felt, but guilt and shame crawled onto you. You drew your hand from his and onto your fork.

“I just know they'll be spoiled rotten.” Ella giggled as Micah let out a chuckle. “Definately. We'll have to watch out for that.” “I can't wait to meet my first grandchild.” Your mother’s gaze fell on you for a moment, emitting her disappointment in you before having it on the couple as she grinned more.

Much was discussed around the table. The women's attention remained trained mainly on the little one and topics that interested them, as the men were cooped up in their own little world. Soon, it was near the hour of your departure. 

“[Name]. Let's chat for a moment in private.” Your mother said once Micah and Elle left to arrange their hotel room. The frown on her features became more evident the more you both drew away from the public eye. You both stepped into an empty break room. Once the click of a lock was heard, you sighed.

“Do you even realise just how disappointed I am in you, [Name]?” Your mother started. “Micah has a child before you. He hasn't even crossed two years with that girl, and he's made so much progress compared to you. You should be ashamed, [Name].” Anger flared in you as the words sunk in. You had already been through so much in such little time. Why did life’s cards decide to add more to your plate?

“Why does it bother you so damn much? I’ll have children when I want to. What part of that don't you understand?” You responded, glaring at the older woman. “You’ve always regarded Micah highly in comparison to me when it comes to marriage.” You rolled your eyes at her glare.

“[Name], Micah’s a man. Whether or not he has children early, he's alright. If he were to even leave Elle, he'd find someone new. He’d be able to have children, regardless. Men get better with age, unfortunately, unlike us. Your clock is ticking, [Name]. You need to progress into the next step of your life before it's too late.” Mary shook her head and sighed at what she believed was your foolishness.

You drifted into lassitude, it clinging to you like glue, with the realisation that she would never be satisfied with you until you did what pleased her. “I can just imagine how the public will react to this. You've set yourself up for failure.”

“I need to go.” You said, looking at the keys in her hand. “[Name]. Why can't you just listen to me? Did I raise such an impudent child? I’m just looking out for you, [Name]. I don't want you to experience regret. It'll never stop. I’m guiding you towards the right path.”

“Open the door.” You said once more, refraining yourself. “Why do you act so childish? I’m trying to help you.” Mary insisted, only further pushing your buttons. “Open the door.” You repeated it and headed towards it. You hand motioned at it. “You’re going to regret it if you continue with what you're doing.” Mary said, placed the key inside the keyhole, and turned it. “Maybe I will; maybe I won't. I respect you so much, Mum. Let's end this.” You said, then opened the door. “This will only end if you do what is right.” Was all you heard her softly say. You left.

“They offered only sixteen million dollars to help fund the project?” Your father questioned Miguel as he puffed the cigar on his lips and blew it out. The smoke waved in the air, and Miguel glanced at it for a moment as he drank his glass of beer. “Yes, they did. They didn't believe in the project’s potential until recently, when testing made a lot of progress.” Miguel responded, then drank the rest of his drink.

“Your drinking tolerance must be high. You've drank four beers since you arrived, and you're still standing straight. You'd do amazing in the drinking competitions that go on in the basement on Saturdays. Don't tell Mary; she wouldn't be pleased to know about them.” Joseph winked, to which Miguel chuckled as he shook his head. “Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me.” 

“Miguel, why won't you have children?” Your father broke the silence and looked at him, somewhat disappointed. “I’m a man as well, Miguel. It's not hard to conclude the possibilities.” The cigar was nearing its last draw.

“My career. I don't think it would let me enjoy the simple pleasures of family life. I do my research late into the night. [Name] does so much to accommodate that. I don't think it would be right of me to bring children into that.” Miguel confessed with a sad gaze as he thought back to your heartbroken expression when you found out about his involvement with Dana.

It hunted him throughout the missions he did that night, rage and shame filling his form, and anyone around him sensed it. Many in the Spider-HQ avoided him in the brief night he was there. Jessica and Peter avoided him as well, aside from brief interactions. They knew he'd pour out his feelings to them eventually. 

“As much as using work as an excuse gratifies you, it's a poor choice, Miguel. You'll regret it if you decide to let it linger.” Your father looked at him from the side of his eye and rubbed his moustache.

“My work was easier in my younger days, but I found it just as challenging as I find it now. I was just an assistant to the previous politician at the time, too. You understand what I’m hinting at when I say that, right?” Miguel nodded, to which the older man smiled. 

“I had my children either way. It was a struggle to tackle the task of raising them and working. I had days where I thought I didn't do enough for them and that I found my work to be more important. Mary had her own career to focus on. She would work late into the night. I’m assuming that [Name] does the same thing since she chose to be a designer just like her mother. Do I need to be corrected?” “No, you don't. You're right.”

“We still did the best we could, regardless. We could have done some things better, yes. But we can't go back in time to correct ourselves. We can only give advice to those who seem to be going astray.” Joseph hinted, looking at Miguel, who looked back at him.

Joseph knew; he could tell by the way he looked at him, disappointed and angry, but chose to contain himself.

“I only hope you won't regret your decision, Miguel. Just know that I will be alongside my daughter when she decides to tell us.” Your father took in one last puff and let it out. Miguel and Joseph gazed at the smoke one last time until it disappeared into the clear, blue sky over the beautiful atmosphere.

Joseph's cigar remained in its ashtray, the soft red of it fading with each passing moment. Both men took in the peacefulness of the atmosphere with sombre spirits.

Moments after you freshened up, you headed to your husband. “We should head out in a bit.” You said, then placed your head on his shoulder and laid your hand on his chest. He noticed how drained you felt. He sensed the irregularity in your hormones. You felt his arms wrap around you, and you wrapped yours around his. You made your decision at that moment.

“Cariño, I am so sorry. I'll be better. I'll never hurt you again.” He whispered in your ear, his soft tone and the warmness of his breath in your ear making you melt in his arms as you tightened your hold on him.

“We will see each other once more.” Mary stated, across both of you with her husband. She hugged you, then Miguel. Her hands held the sides of both your shoulders and shook them. “Drive safe, alright?” Joseph said, then hugged you and shook Miguel's hand. “Yes, sir. We'll be alright.” Miguel responded and shook the keys with a grin.

“We hope to hear some good news soon.” Your mother commented, smiling as she directly looked at you. “We will soon, won't we, Miguel?” Joseph said, looking at Miguel with a grin. “Hopefully.” Miguel responded and straightened himself. You could tell that something happened between them. “Don’t worry, you will soon.” You responded with a smile and left hand in hand with your beloved.

The strawberry air freshener, coffee, Miguel's spicy cologne, and your sweet perfume lingered in the air of your home when you both stepped in. The cosiness hugged your form, and you took it all in, craving the warmth you desperately needed in the last two days.

“Miel, it feels good to be back, doesn't it?” Miguel placed your luggage on the side and hugged your waist, savouring the comfort of the air before him. You squeezed into his warmth, cherishing it as a longing emotion overcame you. You turned to face him, and before anything could pour from his plump lips, you locked them with your own.

He lifted you, soft lips still entangled, his stamina much greater than your own, to the wall, willing to do all the work as you squirmed in eagerness across him. “Let me help you.” You said, in between gasps, need flaring all over your body as he kissed your neck, nearing your collarbone as kisses and tiny licks trailed towards it.

You could feel the slight sting of a canine; the sensation became foreign as it had been a long time since you embraced in hazy lust. Your body missed it—the curl of your back as you felt it draw a messy line down your collarbone.

“Mikey, please-” You drew out a sharp breath, your eyes hinting towards the stairs that led up to your bedroom, then shut tight when he pressed his hips closer to your own, evidently just as excited as you were. He lifted you in a hug, and your legs immediately clung on to his waist as he tightly held on to you, almost as though you'd disappear right there and then.

“Mi Vida, I promise I will never hurt you again. Te quiero tanto. Te quiero, te necesito tanto, Mi Vida, Mi Todo. Por favor, por favor, déjame tenerte.”

[“I love you so much. I love you, I need you so much, My Life, My All. Please, please let me have you.”] 

“You can have me, Mikey. Please.” You dragged on, clinging more to him as want consumed your forms.

The sensual fog filled the house as carnal desire mixed between your bodies late into the night. You finalised your decision as sweat stuck to your body, your gaze on Miguel as he slept soundly. You hadn't seen him like this in such a long time. Your fingers moved to separate a stray lock that stuck to his cheekbone. Pain struck your heart when you thought about how Dana must have seen him this intimately. You wouldn't blame her if she did the same thing you had just done. You just hated that she got to.

The never-ending bustle of Nueva York in the distance was all you drifted off to sleep once more with. You had a fleeting thought of what went on in his mind when he watched you drift off to sleep first. You knew he must have loved it; he must have gazed at you with the same adoration during your first moments together. You missed it all.

“I want a divorce, Miguel.” You calmly let out, scrambled eggs on your plate and his as you ate breakfast with one another, spirits low. He sighed, an indication that he expected this, then looked at you, searching for a sign that you would consider any plea that fell from his lips. He didn't find any. “I’m sorry, Mi Amor.” He apologised, then drank coffee. The cup was placed on the counter a bit loudly for comfort. He looked towards you in apology. You nodded, then turned to eat.

“I know.” You responded, looking out the window at the eggs that softly lay on the nest on top of the tree next to the household, wondering if, by leaving him, you'd unlock the path towards that. The mother bird’s eyes lingered on her eggs for a moment. Maybe it was in adoration.

You let out a hum, making Miguel shift his low eyes towards your own in questioning, and you shook your head, then turned back to your plate.

I’m done!!! Yessssss!!! I don't know whether to continue with this or not. If I do, it'll take a bit to get chapters. This took a bit out of my lifespan but I’m so happy that I wrote this! ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

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Viva with an Hyper Sexual! S/O

Pairings: Viva X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Slight mentions of smut,

A/N: As a Hypersexual person myself I was glad to write this to spread more awarness but I accidentally deleted the request by accident so I’m very sorry to whoeveer requeste it ( ´Д`)y━･~~

-WHOA okay Viva didn't know anything about it like at all

- You sat beside Viva who stared at you with curious eyes while you two were making candy necklaces that you could never finish but you stopped and let out a sigh

- "Hey Viva... uhm you know your my girlfriend and you say you love me always right?" You said nervously placing down your candy bracelet as you glanced over to Viva who held your hand "Sweetie! You know I will always be here for you!" "thanks- did you seriously just re-braided my hair?" You said giggling as Viva nodded excitedly - "Viva I'm hypersexual..." viva paused brain loading as she stared trying to listen but she kept on getting distracted "Uhm what is that?" Viva said confused leaning in holding your hand as you smiled

- "So uhm... Hyper sexuality looks different in every individual who has the condition its uhm how do I explain it well..." You muttered as Viva was playing with your fingers to comfort you "A person with hypersexuality may notice that sexual activities take over everything else in their life" Viva leaned in as you explained the inability to control or reduce sexual behaviors engaging in sexual behaviors despite adverse consequences, such as failed relationships and issues at work or school engaging in sexual behaviors despite experiencing little to no satisfaction from doing so experiencing increased tension or extreme arousal leading up to the sexual activity, followed by relief or a loss of tension afterward

- Viva sighed softly before kissing your cheek "(Name) honey you know I really care for you... and I will care for you always! OOH CANDY" Viva said to relax you before she got distracted by some more candy

- Viva would help you out whenever you have these urges you didn't want so she would try her best to relax you and keep you distracted

- Viva was told by you that well dating a hypersexual person can be quite challenging since you have a very high sex drive, and may be driven by most of our sexual urges, leading them to seek out and partake in a range of sexual activities and fantasies.

- It can be difficult to keep up with you and meet your needs as you may want to have a lot of sex or engage in activities that go beyond traditional boundaries but for Viva it wasn't bad at all

- Viva was energetic and always bursting with energy so no matter what she cares for you

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[gamerbearmira]

LUISA!!! AND MIRABEL!!!

Because I never write about them. It's not a want, it's a need. Supply and demand baby❗❗❗ Except I'm the only one who's demanded this. And I'm also supplying it. BUT IT'S FINE Y'ALL KNOW I GOT A QUOTA TO MEET 🦅

But yeah, just some fluff of them. Mostly Luisa, then Mirabel toward the end. I just think they're so cool.

lea get it o(*≧д≦)o!!

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Luisa walked into Casita, looking around. She had stayed behind a little after lunch. She knew that people out in town were probably looking for her so she could adjust the church or move the bridge. But she couldn't help it! Watching Mirabel dance, she was so pretty when she danced, and she was so graceful, and she was only 12 (almost 13). Luisa had been doing this for so long anyway. She saw no point in stopping.

Luisa wished she could dance like that.

She walked upstairs, walking down the hallway towards Mirabel's room. Faint music could be heard from behind the glowing door. She walked up, pressing her ear to the door. For a moment, she simply listened to the gentle music playing. It was so peaceful, and with how much Luisa heard her own name? It was a significant improvement.

Luisa cracked open the door as quietly as she could, peeking inside. Her eyes lit up as she saw her sister. Her abuela was moving alongside her, doing the dance steps along with her. Luisa hadn't realized it, but she began tapping her foot to the beat of the music. A habit she picked up from years of watching Mirabel dance. It wasn't a habit she hated though.

If only for a day, she wish she could dance with her.

Luisa couldn't see Mirabel very well, but she could tell that her dress was beautiful. She knew Mirabel had a show coming up and she had caught glimpses of Mirabel's dress. Which she made herself, on top of dancing. That alone impressed Luisa, she didn't know how her hermanita did it. She must've been so busy, and yet she still managed to do so many other things. Even outside of ballet.

Luisa hadn't even noticed how close she had gotten to the door. She had leaned a little too far, and she found herself stumbling through the open door. She froze for a moment, and for a second, the music continued. But then it stopped and Luisa looked up. Alma was standing next to the player, which she had stopped, and both she and Mirabel were looking at her.

"Luisa? You're still here?" Alma asked and Luisa stammered, trying to find the words to explain what she was doing. "Why aren't you in town?"

Luisa stood up straight, shrugging as she looked towards the ground. "I...Well, I was watching Mirabel...practice." She said, mumbling. Mirabel's face seemed to brighten up, and Alma looked a tad confused.

"What? But I thought you had already left." Alma said. Luisa shrugged, looking up.

"You stayed behind to watch me?" Mirabel asked in slight disbelief.

"Well yeah. I always do," Luisa confessed and she put a hand over her mouth. She didn't mean to reveal what she had been doing for years.

"Wait, every day, you come and watch Mirabel practice? Is that why you had been missing from town those few times?" Alma asked, walking towards Luisa a bit and the older girl nodded.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to see. I think the dances are so pretty," Luisa said quietly.

"No, don't apologize! I'm glad you watch!" Mirabel exclaimed, running over and hugging Luisa. Her face suddenly lit up more, if that was even possible. "Oh! You should dance with me! If you want of course."

Luisa looked excited, but she suddenly remembered all the chores and responsibilities she had. "I would love to, but," Luisa trailed off, looking towards Alma. Mirabel followed her gaze and ran up to their abuela.

"Please, please, please Abuela!" Mirabel begged, grabbing her hand. Alma hesitated, glancing at Luisa.

"But she has so much to do, I'm sure she's busy-" Alma cut herself off when she saw Luisa's face drop. She looked back at Mirabel, who was pouting, her eyes wide. Alma contemplated for a moment more before sighing. "But I suppose she can stay for an hour or two. It wouldn't hurt, it's only this time."

Mirabel cheered, running over to Luisa and pulling her into the room. The girl started rambling to her older sister, talking about clothes and shoes. Luisa was listening fully though. As the music began to play, Mirabel started to guide Luisa through the steps. Now she would never admit it, but Luisa memorized most of the steps. After all, she watched her dance every day, it wasn't much of a surprise that she already knew.

But for now, she would pretend she didn't know, and let her hermanita guide her through the steps. Because this was all Luisa ever wished for.

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OH YEAHHHHHHH.

I think. Luisa would watch in secret for years. Progressively staying longer and longer. Sometimes she'll stay for the whole practice, which can last hours. Whenever she asked where she was in town, she just says she was really far out. Seems to work 😭

It isn't really until now that she will start going into the room. When Alma is there, she only stays for an hour, maybe two if Alma lets her. When she isn't there, Luisa will stay pretty much the whole time (≧∇≦)/

In this aspect, Luisa actually looks up to Mirabel (❁´3`❁) sometimes Luisa will even dance with Mirabek. You'll never guess what Mirabel gets her for her next birthday.

[judasgot-it]

Hii!! I was wondering if you could write how Tecchou would be with an s/o who also has a really strong sense of justice like him🫶🫶 It can be headcanons or anything tbh however you feel like writing it

So many Tecchou requests I love it. I wrote a scenario cause I think....I got it....ima be real I'm a bit of a dumb dumb idiot and just go with the idea I have so this might not be what you wanted. Sorry pookie cakes ( ＞Д＜；)

Scenario/Headcannons: Tecchou with someone who has a strong sense of justice like him <3

Scenario

You were absolutely fuming. Furious. Angry. Enraged. Pissed.

There were a lot of words to describe how you were feeling.

The job you had come to do was already done - you and Teruko worked well. You were glad to have worked with her as well since she gave you the chance to burn everything to the ground.

It was one of the most horrific crime scenes you had come across in your career as a hunting dog. There was no need for evidence, and thank god since you didn't feel the need to give any of them mercy.

But you were still angry, to say the least. What else was there to do? Torture their souls in the afterlife?

You wish you could.

But you were left pacing around headquarters instead, trying to walk off the burning anger you felt. There might have been a circle in the field from how long you were pacing, trying to get rid of the images burned in your mind - it didn't really help, if anything, it riled you up more. You still had the rage.

The guards in the area didn't even want to be around you. It was left barren since your entrance. You didn't think more on why it was so desolate though, you just decided that you felt comfortable enough to start punching the air and screaming curses, as if you could physically fight away your anger, the pain and strain in your muscles making it almost feel less.

This went on for a while. It probably could have gone on for the whole day, if anyone was asked.

Although that was until you felt someone grab you from behind, their arms wrapped around your waist tightly. Even in your panicked struggle, you were no better than a flailing tube man. You tried to kick your attacker in the ribs with your boot, grab his hair - but the man wouldn't budge.

"Y/n."

You craned your neck around to look at Tecchou, who had the audacity to step into the middle of your meltdown. Your hand was still pulling at his long hair, but his face portrayed nothing - just a calm, dead stare.

You, however, felt anything but calm, right now.

"Leave me alone! Can't you tell I'm busy!"

You had no idea what you were doing, but you didn't want to be around him when you felt the way you did. You had to force yourself to pull your hand of his hair lest you scalp him in your fury.

"It's ok to be angry."

"I'm not-"

You tried to breathe in, calming yourself. Even if you denied it outloud, it was an obvious lie. Especially to yourself.

"I'm not angry."

You felt Tecchou take a deep breath from behind you, his ribs moving against your spine. He pressed his brow between your shoulder blades, adding a gentle pressure.

"It's ok. I'd be angry too, if I saw what you did."

He let the silence sit for a moment.

You placed your hands on his forearms, keeping a firm grip on them. It grounded you as you stared at the grass below you.

"I won't force you to tell me the details, Teruko told me enough. I know the report is going to be horrible."

The grass below you was nearly completely flat. At some parts, the roots were kicked out of the ground, fluffy dirt surrounding them. Looking at your hands, you could see how red they were compared to Tecchou's tanned skin.

"But Y/n..."

His grip became just a little tighter, your diaphragm feeling the squeeze. You pressed against his skin tightly, trying to gain leverage against it, as your feet dangled off the ground.

"I think it's really great that you care so much about bringing justice there, even if it meant going somewhere so horrible. I'm proud of you."

"Oh, Tecchou..."

You turned your head and body back around the best you could to see the man, who was still pressing himself onto you.

"Can you put me down? I think I'm calmer now."

He obliged, turning you to face him, his hands still on your chest, holding you now more gently, sure you wouldn't run.

His long hair was sticking closely to his forehead, hiding his brows, which furrowed in a way that you could tell he was thinking rather deeply about the words he was going to say next.

"Sorry if I worried you, Tecchou. It was just upsetting. Shouldn't have lost my cool like that, though. The job is tough, of course I'm going to see terrible shit like that."

"No. It's not that. I think it's great that you're upset."

"Really? It's really childish of me."

Tecchou shook his head, the strands on his forehead stubbornly sticking close to his thick eyelashes. He leaned in a little closer, his eyes leveling near yours.

"I think its good. It means you're human. You still believe in justice and care about people. You should be proud of that."

His golden eyes were staring in at yours, in such an intense way it made you want to look away. You instead took your hand and brushed away the hair on his face, watching as he carefully kept his eyes closed to protect his eyes.

"Have you thought about cutting your hair? It seems like a hazard, doesn't it?"

Tecchou smiled a little, reaching down to your waist to pull you closer to him. You were dodging the conversation, but the way you started to nervously brush through his longer hair strands told him that you heard his words.

Ima be SO real had no idea how to end this I hope it's good, I love soft Tecchou I write him like the big dick fanfiction man we all deserve

[blurry-mask]

Request: So maybe the book of life charcters with a super happy and cheerful s/o that is super clumsy and finds themselves in the weirdest of situations...

(A.N: Let's do this 👾)

°《Maria》°:

● When she first met you, she first thought

"Heh, you're adorable (´∀｀*)ε｀　)"

• Lord forbid if anyone tries to disrespect or make fun of you

She'll find a way to figure out who did it

● Kisses 👏 your 👏 injures, she definitely doesn't do it because she knows it flustered you 🤭

• The energy you give of is so refreshing and unique, and that may be her favorite part about you . . . . Along with everything else-

● Now about you and your Chao-

• Oh shi- Remember when she got in trouble with the pig incident . . . . Oh boy, she's part of the issue-

● But that's alright. If one of you goes down, the other does, too. ( *´・ω)/(；д； )

• Adores you in every which way possible. You're just that precious to her

♡¤Manolo¤♡:

× Ugh (　ＴДＴ)♡ I can't with this man

× He ADORES you

× When you're bouncing around in excitement over something, he just melts

× Then you trip and fall-

× Don't worry, you're okay, but his heart isn't 😅

× He's paranoid every step you take cause you just have a tendency to just trip on air, don't ask

× But he's always there to catch you (^з^)-☆

× Now. Here's the thing. He may seem like a sturn guy, but no matter how hard he tries, he just can't say no to you

× Even when he knows you'll get in trouble, he just can't. I mean, look at you.

× So when you do get in trouble, he has no regrets. Cause he's getting a kiss out of this later.

■°|Joaquin|°■:

□ Stop. I love him so much, and his character development 🤍

□ First of all, He WORSHIPS THE SOIL YOU WALK ON

□ He tries to match your energy, and it's adorable how much he adores your small stims

□ Poor baby has a panic attack whenever you fall or knock into something

□ On the bright side, you get smothered in smooches

□ Baby's worried over your bleeding hands while you're just staring at him, all smittened at how gentle he is

□ Sometimes, he just carries you bridal style or throws you over his shoulder to make sure you don't hurt yourself or just because

[•A.N: Thank you for reading this. I hope you have a lovely Day ⛅️ or Night 🌙•]

Bye, Bye (⌒0⌒)／~~

[rainbow-pop-arts]

Trigun MB Thoughts Part 3

Thoughts on Les Enfants & Milly/Meryl Satellite TV under the cut!

Les Enfants by Ark Performance

This one is mostly a summary from Trigun vol 1 - TriMax vol 10 in a storybook form

See? It’s Vash and Wolfwood! (･ヮ･)

El Gato

Look, it’s the Gung-ho Guns

Livio looks like he’s about to eat Chapel

Schleepy Knives

 Oh wow, look at them chilling on the couch ( •‿• )

 Surprise, surprise, it’s actually a story book!

That story book was told to a little girl (with a Kuroneko-sama plushie) by her grandma. Her grandma also mentioned Meryl being a grandma. 

Her papa made her a red dress? Gee, I wonder if it’s red because of Vash’s signature coat?（ ゜o ゜) Oh and her grandma is…Milly??? *That one sticker my friend keep sending with Sock from Bluey with explosions in the background*

NAAAAAAAAW!!! (ᗒᗨᗕ) Man, it’d be nice for Vash to visit Milly and Meryl when they’re grandmas! Like, they can drink tea and catch up on life. Vash loves kids so he would love to play with their granddaughter! Maybe Wolfwood can just visit as a ghost and the kid’s the only one who could see him, I dunno.┐(°ヮ°)┌

Final thoughts: I really like the story book part, it’s nice to remember the Trigun story that way. The characters also look silly in the artstyle. After reading this one I imagined that Meryl and Milly got married and adopted a son and then that son has a daughter. Also, I google translated the title and “Les Enfants” means “The Children” in French, but not really sure why it’s called that. I thought maybe because they were both just children when they experienced horrible things.

Divider by @cafekitsune 

Milly/Meryl Satellite TV by Yuka Takauchi

Hey so, remember that in the end Meryl and Milly became reporters? Well, since Vash keeps running away, the show became a variety show.

They tried cooking but it didn’t go very well (Oh hey, it’s the father and son that Vash stayed with after Knives asked them for help! And the kid’s eating apples…if you know, you know)

OOOOOOOH~, Meryl got caught on camera talking about Vash fanservice!! (ง ื▿ ื)ว Speaking of that, would you guys like to see some? I guess that one scene where Vash’s scars were revealed for the first time was kinda fanservice.

Aw, it's the Nebraska family having lunch but where’s Gofsef? :(

It’s Lina! Wow, Ericks was named after a dog, and she had a…hair ball in a jar?

Yay, Wolfwood returns by possessing Milly’s body!  ٩(⁀ᗢ⁀)۶

Well….he tried (Oh my gosh, it’s Livio! He's supposed to have longer hair in the end but when fans think of him, they probably mostly think of that look)

Wolfwood’s way of finding Vash didn’t work but I think thanks to him the show’s doing well

It’s Vash in disguise! GET HIS ASS! ( ≧Д≦)

Goshdarnit, there he goes again! (-`д´-)

Meanwhile, in the Nebraska household…

Final thoughts: I really love this one!! I like the ways that Meryl and Milly were trying to fill up their broadcasting time. Nice to see some other characters made appearances here. Overall, this might just be the silliest of all the stories in Multiple Bullets! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[mrsshabana]

Hello! I hope you're having a good day, I'm not very good with English so I apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes I may have <(＿　＿)>

I've been thinking about this for about, um, 20 minutes, very little, I know, I just, I was watching videos about the story of Hades and Persephone, from Greek mythology and- about how he kidnaps her to become his wife and- obviously I'm not talking about real life, but I couldn't help but get excited when imagining a plot like that with Gyutaro, although I don't think he is king of something, I feel like he wouldn't like it (although it's not a fixed opinion, I'm still learning from him as a character and I don't know if anyone else or you has a different perspective on that, if so, I would really like to know please!( •̀ ω •́ )✧♥) so I thought of Douma as the king of the underworld(?) and Gyutaro as one of the high ones controls there (????) very strange, I know, I'm just very excited to talk about him, but I don't have friends who like Gyutaro (although they don't dislike him either, they just don't take him into account cries), I was wondering what a relationship originating from a long-term kidnapping would be like (FICTITIALLY SPEAKING), also what could have happened for him to develop an interest in us, basically, what did we do for him to decide to take the first step?

It's just some things I wonder sometimes, but you don't have to answer this!!!Σ(っ > Д <;)っ This is literally me rambling, I already feel happy just by finding more people who like this incredible guy! points to her Gyutaro mug, I adore your writings and drawings, if I could give kudos per chapter I WOULD DO IT, I send you my best wishes☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆. and hope soon to be able to write you something more structured than this haha

I love this idea! I'll be honest though, I don't know very much about greek mythology. And the only things I do know is what I learned from Poptropica.

So, I can't comment much about how I feel he'd fit into greek mythology but if anyone has any ideas feel free to share them in the comments! I'd love to hear.

But I can tell you what I think would make Gyutaro want to kidnap you to force you into a relationship with him.

It'd probably have to do with an act of kindness. Maybe you went out of your way to say something nice to him, or maybe you smiled at him when he was having a bad day. It wouldn't have to be something very big to make him become obsessed with you. As long as he felt like you looked at him differently than others had his entire life. Like he's a human being, and not some ugly freak.

It'd be difficult to adjust to being with him at first, especially because he literally kidnapped you. But over time you'd be able to grow close to him. He'd put on a tough front, like he's in control and just wants you to do as he says. But when you get to know him better you'd learn that he really just wants someone to accept him for who he is and show him affection. 💚

I also just wanted to say, I really appreciate your question! And it makes me so so happy to know you enjoy my writing! Thanks so much for the kind words and being so supportive. ♪(^∇^*)

[kquil]

THE SWANS : MY MUTUALS

a post where i treasure and love my darling moots, they're the light of my life here ♡

@astonishment / @aastonishment | my honey, my darling! mal is such an incredible person and is a very talented writer! she inspires me to write better but also inspires me to be a better person, she's so sweet and deserves all the love in the world! she writes like an angel with gold ink and i still get giddy and shy whenever i interact with her. she's the type of person who makes you feel warm and you would want to run up to and hug every time you see her. i truly hope she continues receiving all the love and appreciation she deserves and more! she's truly perfect, i wouldn't be surprised if she's hiding wings and a halo

@tiensmamains/@sageskisses444-deactivated20230 / @never-fair | my darling sage, even though she's not on tumblr anymore, i won't forget her - she always made me smile and laugh and happy just by being her. her taste in memes were impeccable and she was so easy to talk to. my friendship with her, although early and brief is one that i will treasure forever! i appreciate her and miss her so much, i hope we cross paths again soon ⏤ quick edit: she's back! hehehe~

@futurecorps3 | lola is the most supportive and sweetest person i have had the pleasure of being friends with. she's also so talented in writing and deserves so so soo much more recognition and love. she makes me feel at ease and appreciated, she truly has a heart of gold and is a friend and fellow writer that i will treat as preciously as she treats me so naturally. true kindness embodied in a person, that's lola!

@loving-and-dreaming | such a sweetheart, i love her so much! her excitement for my writing just rejuvenates me (o´〰`o)♡*✲ﾟ*｡ she's so supportive and kind and so lovely to talk to. she's a great friend and her friendship is precious to me. she is someone i feel like i would do anything for because she's that precious of a person. a cinnamon roll embodied, that's the best description of her, adorable and sweet but also with the biggest heart!

@prongsio | lola! darling! she deserves so much, she supported me from the very beginning and another writer i look up to, though i also look up to her for aesthetic goals - she is the queen of aesthetics! i don't know how often she changes her blog's 'looks' but i anticipate each one without even knowing it's coming. lowkey, she gives me cool older sister vibes even though she's younger than me so i still get shy around her (i've always wanted an older sister ｡(*^▽^*)ゞ)

@its-sappho-biotch | bibi is so supportive, ugh! i'm so grateful, words can't even describe how much i adore her (┳Д┳) every comment, not matter how small means so much to me, coming from her. every writer would be blessed to have a reader like her indulging in their works and i'm one of those lucky writers! i will treasure her always! she's the type of reader i aspire to be because she lets them know how much she likes their writing but i get shy and i over complicate my words! i want to be more like bibi!

@wicked-sprite-66 | another reader that im so lucky to have in my life, at this point, my darling has become a life line to me, without her, i wouldn't be writing! she's so sweet and appreciative of my work that now i'm conditioned to smile every time i see her hearting or commenting on my writing. i adore her so much, such a precious sweetheart that i'm so lucky to have in my life, supporting me! no words can describe how much i adore her (┳Д┳)

@diputy | eryn! my kindred spirit! we are on the same wavelength when it comes to fanfiction tropes and i love it! it makes me so happy every time i get to fangirl in the comments with her, she has me kicking my feet and rolling around in my bed acting like a teenage girl chatting with her bestie about her crush! ahhhh! i love it so much! it makes me so so sooo happy, she makes me happy! ₍₍ (ง ˙ω˙)ว ⁾⁾

@neeezza101 / @cassandra-nerezza-black | my darling that i want to protect from all bad things in the world! she's another sweetheart that has won my heart and won't give it back! she's supportive and sweet and such a lovely person to talk to! she is a very precious person and having her support means the world to me! if anyone hurts her or makes her sad, i will do everything in my power to make them pay! no one hurts her or they will get everything that's coming to them!

@somewereinthegalaxi / @thebestofoneshots | rose! omg...where do i even begin?! ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º· she's such a friendly person and so easy to talk to, she's incredibly kind and such a sweetheart as well. anybody would be lucky to have a friend like her, she's just so bright and warm and is definitely someone who can get along with anybody. there's something very magnetic about her that i could talk to her forever if i could! she's been so supportive of my writing too! she and her friendship are truly a blessing in my life! i have yet to read her writing but i'm such she writes as beautiful as she is as a person and a friend ٩( ^ᴗ^ )۶

STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION ... MORE MOOTS TO COME + PRAISE FOR BEING A DARLING

[cosmicbrine]

[jessamine-rose]

♡ Chemistry – Author’s Note ♡

(づ ᴗ͈  ˬ ᴗ͈ )づ*.ﾟ Read Chemistry here!!

ଘ(∩^o^)⊃━☆   Read Magnum Opus here!!

Aakdndknkda thank you to everyone who expressed their love for Dottore’s twisted love story!! It warms my heart knowing that y’all enjoyed my writing and suffered from brainrot  ψ(｀∇´)ψ

This post will discuss my characterization of Yandere! Dottore, the science behind his elixir, creative details in the fic, and bonus content. It will also double as my processing session as I recover from Dottore  ꒰✘Д✘◍꒱

“In the realm of science, love and insanity are closely intertwined mysteries. Disillusioned with the world, you have long forgotten its beauty…until the wise doctor gives you a change of perspective.” (AO3 summary)

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Introduction ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

♡ As of now, Chemistry is my darkest fic. I was originally going to write for Yandere! Dottore x Yandere! Reader until I got inspired by the biochemistry of love. Thus we ended up with a body-horror-esque story about Dottore breaking his darling through science. I found it quite fun to write about a darling who is more needy and obsessive than the yandere~

♡ Assistant! darling is a mix of the common darling tropes for Dottore:: old friend + test subject + fellow scientist + devoted supporter + Akademiya batchmate + Fatui assistant. I wanted to combine those different relationships and I’m quite happy with the final result. Compared to my other yandere fics, Dottore x Assistant’s dynamic has more banter and familiarity.

♡ Once again, say thank you to @diodellet​ for her peer review!! She offered so many helpful comments for Chemistry and Magnum Opus, and my fics wouldn’t be the same without her input Σ੧(❛□❛✿)

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Characters ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

♡ Rip among the Harbingers, Dottore was the most difficult to write for. For his Webttore and Primettore characterizations, I rlly wanted to highlight the differences between his younger and older self. His dialogue alone required the most source-checking for that proper balance of prose and scientific speech :’>

♡ Dottore strikes me as a very sadistic yandere who wants to be entertained in the relationship. His “love” starts out as morbid fascination, and he originally views his darling as an expendable test subject. As his feelings develop, he becomes more averse to harming her but nonetheless remains very cruel and controlling.

♡ Additional notes on Yandere! Dottore~

♡ Assistant’s character is more self-insert-friendly than my other darlings. This is because her breaking point/ Dottore’s methods don’t require any psychoanalysis or detailed backstory, excluding what started her crush on him. Because of her healthy upbringing and prestige as an Akademiya scholar, she is more confident, outspoken, and (academically) intelligent.

♡ My own name and appearance for Assistant

♡ After the Archon Quest, I had to give the Segments more scenes!! Each clone views/ treats Assistant differently—the older the Segment, the more fondness he feels towards her. Their rivalry was very entertaining haha Dottore get exposed by yourself

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Elixir ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

♡ For the elixir, I was inspired by irl studies on love’s effects on the physical body. The drug’s main purpose was to alter the hypothalamus’s production of “happy hormones,” causing hormone deficiencies and addiction-like symptoms. This is how Assistant’s genuine feelings turned into unhealthy codependency.

♡ As for the other effects, Dottore told the truth when he said that it would rewire the circadian rhythm and improve the immune system. That was inspired by the news story about a Russian scientist who injected himself with ancient bacteria lol. I incorporated the Nilotpala lotus to make it sound scientifically legit and tug at Assistant’s heartstrings bc AAHH ZANDIK MADE SMTH OUT OF HER RESEARCH :’0

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Literary Motifs ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

♡ Science of love – Since we’re talking about Dottore, I couldn’t write his fic without making it all sciencey. It was fun to write about the different scientific terms/ theories related to attraction from chemical hormones to the golden ratio.

♡ Secret – This is an important concept to Assistant, since sharing secrets requires a certain degree of trust and closeness. Given the ambiguity of her relationship with Dottore……yeahhh she values that sign of intimacy. This recurring theme is also kind of ironic, since science is about sharing knowledge.

♡ Godhood – For Magnum Opus, I wanted to incorporate more of Dottore’s canon lore. It was easy to draw a parallel between love and worship since both have themes of euphoria, devotion, and power.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Chapter Titles ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

♡ Scientific terms – Fun fact, most of my prewriting work came from googling all of those love hormones, physical reactions, etc. I’m pretty sure that I spent more time researching those irl terms over Genshin lore -.-

♡ Research notes – I wanted to provide details on the experiment and show the progression of Dottore’s feelings *cough* his comment on Assistant’s “cute” expression, the use of Assistant’s name *cough* I used Zandik’s Legacy and Eleazar Hospital Notes as my reference.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Deleted Scenes ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

♡ ii. blood rush originally had a scene where Assistant cuts class to spend time with Dottore at Devantaka Mountain. He was going to visit her classroom and convince her to skip her boring lecture.

♡ The golden ratio scene in viii. vasopressin was originally the moment Assistant begins crushing on Dottore. I transferred that scene to a later stage of their relationship since it felt “too soon” for Dottore to say that. I might recycle that scene as an independent one-shot someday, because his darling falling for the parts of Webttore which aren’t considered scientifically beautiful!!

♡ The first draft of Magnum Opus had a conversation where Dottore compares his Segments to the idea of naturally conceiving a child with his darling. This is another scene which I might post separately one day if I feel like it. All I can say is that I’m never writing anything with family/ children for Dottore.

♡ Read An Experiment in Procreation here!!

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ My Favorite Scenes ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

Assistant’s Special Files

♡ It’s the tension which kills it for me. Dottore’s charming threats, Assistant almost realizing the truth, the obvious red flags, THE KISS WHICH FOLLOWS!! I was worried about how the scene would play out, but it turned out quite nicely compared to the first draft And yes, his darling gets special folder rights.

Kiss scenes + First Time + Somnophilia

♡ I f*cking died writing those scenes. Ofc Dottore’s fic has the most spice. Ofc he is the character who made me write about detailed makeouts and somnophilia for the first time. Ofc I had to highlight the difference between Webttore and Primettore’s kisses. I hate this harness-wearing man with every fiber of my being. And if I didn’t make this headcanon clear enough through the hair-pulling and mutual love bites, I’ll say it here:: He is a switch.

Conclusion of the experiment

♡ Unhappy ending time!! From the start, I wanted x. pair bond to be about Dottore testing his darling’s loyalty and revealing his own feelings. My browsing history was full of search results for “how to write a choking scene” rip. Also aaahh Dottore’s messy appearance, bare arms, and soft gaze~

♡ The ending of Magnum Opus turned out much softer than expected. The last research note…….Dottore and Assistant finally doing something unrelated to research…….watching the sunrise together again…….Dottore’s scarf and their banter…….his soft resignment to his feelings!! The experiment is a success <3

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ Dottore x Assistant Playlist ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

Thanks a lot, Dottore, now these songs are stuck in my head >:T

♡ Doctor by Jack Stauber ft. Sarah

♡ Suki Suki Daisuki by Jun Togawa (Caitlin Myers cover)

♡ Hatsukoisou by FLG4 ft. Flower

♡ Otome Dissection by DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku

♡ Rumor by Police Piccadilly ft. GUMI

♡

Once again, thank you for reading Chemistry and Magnum Opus!! I can’t describe how happy I am every time I read your comments, and it is entertaining to see everyone crying over Dottore bc of me. Sweet dreams  ꒰◍ᐡᐤᐡ◍꒱

[agi-ppangx]

hey!! :D Can I request some skz reaction to their s/o not having friends but hiding it from them? Like their s/o hides it saying she is going out with her friend/s but in reality she's just hanging out on her own? (something like that ToT im so bad at describing forgive pls) but they eventually find out somehow (HOWEVER you want them to find out) and the rest is all up to you. (fluff please ToT or i die)

Hope thats not too confusing (っ °Д °;)っ LOVEEEEEEEE your workk!!! Hope you had a greattt Christmas!!

hii anonnie !!

i love love LOVE this idea, but unfortunately my requests are closed now :(( i hate to do this to all of you, because your ideas are fantastic and if i could i would write them all immediately, but i just dont feel like i could fulfill your requests right now :(( im really sorry, but when my requests reopen i would be more than happy for you to submit it once again so i could write it for you !!<3

but thank youu im so so happy you like my works, it means the world to me :"")) i hope you had great christmas as well love !!<3

[justimaginescenarios]

If I can request: can I ask for a Kensei x S/O one-shot where S/O is Toshiro's older sister, Kensei and S/O have feelings for one another and Toshiro at first not accepting it but then sees their love is genuine and grows to accept Kensei dating his older sister? I hope this is ok! ^^

I hope this would please you (・∀・)

Genre: One shot, comfort

Rating: T

Character: Muguruma Kensei/Female Character, Hitsugaya Toshirou.

Word count: 488

人´･ω･｀*)ｈαρρｙ ηｅω ｙeαγ♪

There were sometimes you came back injured after a mission. It pissed off Toshirou, your little brother, a bit. He regretted letting you be assigned to another division. Especially, in the 9th division where there was the toughest man in all the captains. Moreover, by an unknown charisma, the captain dated with his older sister. Toshirou didn’t allow it.

How a man could let his girl jump into missions, which may cost her life. As you said that you wished for.

“I asked him about the missions, which made me stronger. It’s me, who fell for him.”

Toshirou just stopped asking more as the cat, you got his tongue.

——

After the captains meeting, when he had just left the hall, Kensei started the conversation first. Because Toshirou didn’t allow him to get in the house, and you were off, he just could ask. Everything was fine, Toshirou replied, and not forgetting to add a caution “Not let her do hard missions”

“That she wished for.” Kensei kept his voice calm as he read the expression of the opposite captain “You're angry, I can understand, but I’m more frustrated than you.”

He was the one granted your wish, which was not his interest. The feeling of seeing his beloved one being wounded was uneasy. His forehead had got more wrinkles because of you.

“At least she’s more careful than Mashiro.” He sighed, there was one thing that freed him from worrying “she won’t risk her life for missions.”

“My brother’s waiting for me, so I won’t throw my life away.”

“She laughed and told me that on the day she attended. It’s embarrassing, but I fell for her then.”

In a blink, Toshirou swore that he had seen this muscular man shy. His back hair just stood all up. He turned back and stepped away.

“When you come, bring her some sweets.”

Then, the small figure was out of the 1st division gate.

——

“That’s hurt, Kensei!”

You screamed at him.

“Blame it on your carelessness.” He stoned his tone, his hand tightened the bandage around your wrist. “Don’t learn Mashiro making that face.”

Your puffer fish face deflated rapidly.

Every time you get injured, he is always the one who changes your bandage. He had no idea about his strength at the first time, but he can control well now. Until you get better, he will not stop nagging you, just like your brother.

“It’s good to see you two getting well together. Maybe, getting injured was not so bad…!”

You screeched out loud as Kensei almost crushed your wrist “Joke, it’s a joke!”

He loosens his hand and glares at you.

“No missions or training in a month. Stay in the barracks and be a good girl, Y/N.”

You: (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

(Toshirou: Nice, Captain Muguruma.)

You have to become stronger to fight by their side, be safe after missions, because there are two important men waiting for you.

[krenenbaker]

HENRY!!!! henryyyyy HENRYYYYY!!!!! I FINISHED SARIEL'S ROUTE YESTERDAY AND THE ENDING WAS SO BEAUTOFUL I CRIED LIEK TWICE. i love love love how the yearning is portrayed and how sariel is so soft and gentle with her and how shes so happy to finally have him and how SHE is part of his wish now it was SO EMOTIONAL I LOVED IT.

overall sariel was much softer than i thought he would be. plus his mc is INTENSE. argh it was such a good route SCREAMS

sorry for taking a bit to get to this, but AAAAA I AM SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT!!! :D I know a lot of people are a little put-off by him, for a few reasons (mainly the whip, I think. that's something that seems to freak a lot of people out), but he's so precious

Sariel's route is so, so, so, so soft and lovely, but also SO INTENSE??? LIKE???

the man just fully disappears for a while, doing mysterious things?? literally working in the shadows??? and then his PAST. O U G H.

I also love how not all the questions were answered. there's so much more about him that we don't know yet, and so many more things to learn and discover about him. and really, I think that the same can be said for Sariel's view of the MC. sure, they know A LOT about each other, but they definitely don't know everything. (all the little eccentricities that we learn about him as we go through the route are adorable, aren't they? plus, his scars are beautiful ♡) but the way they are choosing to intertwine their lives... I especially loved that

AND THEIR LITTLE SIGNAL!! (ノ´Д｀)ノ～♡ THAT MADE ME MELT WHEN I FIRST SAW IT. it's just perfect. it's subtle, it's affectionate, it's almost teasing in nature, but still so genuine and pure and soft... and it's just theirs. a clear, personal, domestic routine. it's so small, but feels so special

ghadskjlhfalh I'm just so glad that you enjoyed his route. he's my favourite ikepri suitor, and likely my favourite in the entire Ikémen series, so it's so nice to hear that your experience with Sariel was positive ♡

[rottenmothboy]

2, 21, and 25 for simblr asks!!!! <333

2. do you p*rate your dlc or buy it legitimately?

i am way too paranoid to pirate dlc bc my friend got a stoopid virus from it. which is why all of what i have I've bought and if i want any dlc now i just choose to not buy it bc... its expensive（Ω Д Ω）

21. who is your favorite sim of yours and what is their story?

omg stop thats so hard aoomammammm probobly kaede

shes just like one of my older sims i decided to utilize more often, i just love her(((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))). shez just a cool cyborg type of gal i have most of my sims where they live in different types of factions and areas and she lives in this type of cool cyber city with a couple of my other sims ;D

25. if you could change certain small thing(s) about ts4, what would it be?

omgggg uhhh small idk if its small but i think they should revamp more of their packs!!!! like what they did with spa day i thought was great especially for someone who's in cas all the time having nails introduced made me so happy

so id love to see what they would do to some other early underdeveloped packs