#i love this gentle beautiful amazing wonderful kind boi so much

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When depressed, draw boulder <33333

[onlybeeewrites]

Meadow's Lullaby

Requests: Yes!

Pairing: Sejanus Plinth x fem!reader, onesided Coriolanus x reader, platonic Lucy Gray x reader

Warnings: none, this is a fluffy one....for now :)

Word count: 1.3K

The Valley Song Series: Part 1 <- -> Part 3

Author's Note: You guys are literally so amazing??? Thank you so much for showing your love for The Valley Song. I came up with this idea and direction so hopefully you all enjoy it. Thank you, lovies! Also once again, because I love Maiah Wynne, the music below is what the reader plays :)) Also this was just so much fun to write

You were a lot shyer than Lucy Gray. That was one of the first things that came to Coriolanus' mind as he watched Lucy Gray pull you over as the performance ended for the night. Maude Ivory had taken your old wooden guitar from you as the rest of the Covey put their instruments away and gathered all the donations from around the Hob.

Your shy and bashful nature had intrigued Coriolanus greatly, but it had with Sejanus as well. He could tell so as his...friend's face got more pink in his cheeks as you neared. A curiosity in his eyes as you neared.

"Y/N, It is finally time for you to meet my boy, Coriolanus Snow. And this is his fine friend, Sejanus," Lucy Gray had introduced them. Her boy, he thought to himself with great distaste. Coriolanus did not belong to anyone, and his little songbird counted. He was not one to be owned. He owned others.

"Y/N here is my older cousin. Just by a year though so it ain't nothing fancy." Lucy Gray said with a laugh, causing you to shyly roll your eyes at your cousin's words. It was clear this wasn't the first time this was brought up in any sort of conversation.

"A pleasure to meet you, Y/N" Coriolanus said with a charming smile and a nod as Lucy Gray let go of her cousin's hand and moved to step beside Coryo, her arm going around his waist.

You gave him a bit of a shy smile as you gave him a nod, "The pleasure is all mine, Coriolanus. I cannot thank you enough for bringing my cousin back to us. I owe you," you chuckled. And even your chuckle was like soft wind chimes; soft.

Sejanus could not help but look to you in some sort of admiration. Even by the look in your eyes, you were gentle kind, and compassionate. Even after all you had been through with losing your family, singing for your dinners, almost losing your cousin...you were still kind. Almost like him.

Your eyes moved to look at him and you could feel your face heating up. He was beautiful. Almost too beautiful, especially to be somewhere like here in District Twelve. You couldn't help but wonder what he had done to be sent there.

"Pleasure to meet you Sejanus.." You say after a moment of almost staring at each other, realizing the silence may have gone on for a little bit too long. In the corner of your eye, you see your cousin smirking at you, glancing up at Coryo as if she had planned this sort of meeting all along.

"Trust me....the pleasure is all mine. You were uh...you were amazing up there by the way," Sejanus said nervously, though the smile stayed on his face.

The bashful smile returned to your lips at his almost too-kind words. "Why thank you. I don't sing on my own very often so I'm pleased you enjoyed it,"

Lucy Gray grinned before remembering. "Oh! I almost forgot. The Covey, we're all making a trip out tomorrow. You both should join us!" she offered.

Coriolanus and Sejanus both shared a look. They both had nothing else to do. So after a moment of sharing a look, Coriolanus smiled slightly and nodded, "We'd love to,"

Lucy Gray almost squealed with excitement, "Oh perfect. You boys are going to love it. Coryo, come by our house by mornin', alright? We'll see you both tomorrow," she said with a grin, taking your hand and rushing back towards the rest of the covey.

You turned and gave them both one last wave and smile before being pulled backstage, leaving the two boys in almost awe: Sejanus being more obvious.

"I can't wait for tomorrow," Sejanus sighed.

When tomorrow finally came, the two boys made it to the small Covey home on the edge of the Seam. And by an hour after sunrise, you all started the hike up to the lake. You lingered behind talking with Barb Azure, listening to Maude Ivory singing and Lucy speaking with Coryo. Halfway through you lingered back, falling back in step with Sejanus.

After hours of hiking, you all made it to the lake and set your things down. The heat was seemingly unbearable, and many of the covey found their way to the lake, aching to cool off their skin with the cold water.

You decided to join them later. Moving to settle under one of the nearby trees, you fixed your old dress before pulling your guitar onto your lap. Your delicate fingers started to string along to the song that Lucy Gray would sing whenever anyone had any nightmares.

As you played you failed to see Sejanus, who was about to join the others in the water before spotting you on your own. He didn't think twice before he made his way over to you, taking a seat a little next to you.

You looked up in surprise, pausing the strumming of the delicate cords. "Sejanus. Sorry, I didn't hear you coming," you add with a smile, flattered and almost happy that out of everything, he wanted to come and sit with you.

"Well I saw you were on your own, figured you could use some company," he used as an excuse, feeling his face warm; though with the heat of the day, it was hard to tell the difference. "What were you playing? I sounded pretty," he then asked.

"Oh, it was just some music I wrote for one of Lucy Gray's songs. She calls it Deep in the Meadow. She usually sings it when Maude Ivory has a nightmare or trouble sleeping. I figured I could add some music to help," you explain, looking at him, flushing as you realize that he never once had taken his eyes off you.

And how beautiful his eyes were. You could see the kindness and admiration, they were captivating and warm. And it all caused a fluttering within your stomach.

"You wrote that all yourself?" He asked in amazement, and as you nodded he gave a small whistle, "That is incredible....could you play something else you wrote?" he asked hopefully before he quickly added in what seemed to be panic, "Of course, you don't have to if you don't want to, I just...your playing is beautiful.."

His words made you grow flustered, but you gave out a small laugh. Something about him allowed you to feel comfortable where you had never felt comfortable before. There were very few people outside the covey that you would do this with, Sejanus may have just been the quickest that you allowed.

"No...no, I don't mind," you quickly reassured him before playing another song you had written, leaving the capital boy silent as he admired the music you had created.

As you both were having your moment, playing him your music, neither of you was aware of the pale eyes that were watching from the water. Coriolanus felt his jaw clench at the sight of them, how Sejanus was able to chat you up about whatever it was.

What were you both talking about? He hated that he didn't know, that he wasn't in the loop, that he couldn't control whatever it was that came from Sejanus' mouth.

Lucy Gray gently climbing onto his back, wrapping her arms around him to keep afloat snapped him out of his thoughts.

"I think they'd make a mighty fine couple, wouldn't you say?" she asked, rather pleased with her match-making skills. Coriolanus on the other hand, wasn't as pleased. But regardless he nodded.

"Hm. She seems a fine match for Sejanus." A fine match was the nicest thing he could come up with as he stared at the few figures underneath the tree.

A fine match with Sejanus would be enough for you now, but he wondered how fine it would be when trouble would eventually find its way back around.

[jeannineee]

eeek! saw that you're taking requests and whilst reading one of your headcannon's about our beloved bat boys... wondering what you think it would be like bathing with each of them 😏😇😅🤤 fluff and nsfw content, and all!!! like i imagine a sort of gentleness in maybe Rhys (?) massaging your scalp while shampooing or something, but then a sort of ferocity as he grabs your hips and pulls them flat against...

OKAY YOU GET IT!! RIGHT? hopefully lol!!!!is this too much??? UGH

anyways

love, love, love how you flow with words. seemingly so natural, as if you know each of the boys personally and thoroughly. obsessed with it.

this is my personal love letter to you, thanking you for putting your work into the universe for us all to devour and enjoy and smile like a fool at. you are amazing!!! thank you!!

First of all!!! This is so sweet of you, anon!! The feedback I’ve been getting for my works lately has been so kind. I love all of you!!

Friendly reminder that my requests are OPEN.

Anyway!! Nsfw under the cut (18+ please)

Bathing with the Batboys…

Rhysand

It’s an almost daily ritual with him.

Whether you’re showering, or in the bathtub, he enjoys doing it with you.

This male practically PURRS when you scrub the shampoo into his scalp.

He loves giving you massages in the bathtub, too. Rubbing away the tension in your neck, your shoulders, your back.

He revels in the soft moans and gasps that fall from your lips.

You definitely use baths as an excuse to touch his wings.

He pull you into his lap as you wipe the washcloth on his chest, his shoulders.

You’ll “accidentally” graze his wing, earning a hiss from him.

“You cruel little thing,” Rhys tells you, but makes no move to stop you.

So you continue, swirling your fingers around the spots you know to be sensitive.

And then Rhys can’t take it anymore, grabbing your hand and guiding it to his throbbing cock.

“Look at what you’ve caused, darling.”

You smirk, wrapping your hand around him, stroking him slowly. “Seems like a ‘you’ problem, Rhysie.”

He gives you his signature feline grin in response, before lifting you from the tub, and carrying you to bed.

You won’t be walking for the rest of the day ❤️

Cassian

This man loves being babied, can’t tell me otherwise.

He turns his back to you in the bathub, giving you full access to his back and wings.

It’s not just the fact that touching his wings is stimulating, it’s also that there is a lot of trust that comes with Cassian being in such a vulnerable position with you.

The sounds that come from him, when you massage his back?

When YOU TOUCH HIS WINGS? Good luck!!

He loves washing your hair, and actually likes braiding it, too.

He’ll pull your back flush against his chest, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look today?”

“I’m naked, Cassian.”

“Exactly.”

He will pepper kisses along your exposed skin, smiling to himself as your breaths come in quicker.

He wraps his strong arms around your waist, calloused hands moving to cup your breasts.

“So perfect,” he murmurs, circling your nipples until they form hard peaks.

He’ll keep one hand on your breasts, the other sliding down your stomach, stopping just above where you need him.

When you turn to glare at him, he shamelessly grins in response. “Ask me nicely.”

“Cocky bas—oh…” your words are cut off the moment his fingers start circling your clit.

He’ll draw at least three orgasms from you before taking you to bed. Or the counter, or the wall, if you’re both particularly impatient.

Azriel

LOVES the intimacy of bathing with you.

He showers you with affection, both as you bathe him, and he bathes you.

“I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you,” he’ll mutter as you massage his scalp, his eyes focusing on the concentration in your face.

It takes a while before he’ll let you touch his wings, but when he finally allows it, it becomes a regular occurrence.

You’ll sit in his lap, arms wrapped around his neck as the water gently steams around the two of you.

You’ll not-so-subtly trace a finger along the membranes of his wing, squeezing your legs together at the string of curses that leave him.

His tone of voice turns you into a puddle.

“Keep it up, sweetheart. See what happens.”

You ABSOLUTELY keep it up, tracing and teasing his wings.

Azriel has lots of self-control, but the second you decide to drag your tongue along his wing?

He bends you over the edge of the tub, hands caressing the backs of your thighs.

He’ll take his time teasing you, with his tongue, his fingers.

Then, when you’re begging, he’ll finally give you what you want.

Definitely smirks to himself at your wobbly legs afterwards. (But absolutely carries you around till you can stand on your own.)

[thegreenthepeacetheorange]

Everlark (Catching Fire, Ch. 21-23)

the contrast of katniss running without thinking about peeta when the mutts came in the last games vs her purposely slowing down to help him now. growth! and her planning on throwing herself in front of peeta's body when they monkey mutts come.

the way she constantly thinks of finnick in the frame of how he's helped her save peeta

peeta and katniss exchanging a smile as they help finnick. these two are just so...

peeta and katniss are both such healers. in different ways but they both have this desire to help others, to lessen their suffering, to be kind. and they work as a team helping so many of the victors during these games. peeta is obviously a healing influence for katniss and others, and katniss doesn't think she's a healer but she is. i feel like through peeta she's learned so much about opening herself up to others, helping and healing them. and seeing them do it together as a team (for finnick, the morphing, beetee) is so beautiful.

the way katniss helped rue vs the way peeta helps the morphling. so beautiful amongst so much capitol ugliness.

peeta is so gentle, and so tender, with the morphling. he makes such a horrible moment peaceful for the morphling, and just as the morphling is enchanted by peeta's words, so is katniss. she is also mesmerised by this boy who holds so much love and wonder for her

finnick and katniss scaring peeta is such a brief moment of levity that reminds you how young they all are. it makes my heart ache. same with when they all gave peeta a round of applause when he cooked the meat by throwing it at the forcefield a few chapters ago.

katniss realising that everyone else has lost their district partner and immediately going over to embrace peeta silently. she's crazy about him.

katniss absolutely dumbfounded when she realises that everyone is working so hard to save peeta and she's literally like 'wait, that's my job.' she's hilarious

her coming to the conclusion that it's because peeta is so wonderful and amazing and that he would make a great revolutionary leader when the real reason is that everyone knows she would lose her mind and go off the deep end and probably end up just killing herself if peeta dies. oh katniss

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When you ask them if they love you

Summary: In a moment of boredom, you ask him if he loves you. (You already know the answer but oh well.)

Warnings: None

Liam - Tsundere Boyfriend

"Uh... What is this, some kind of a test? You know how I feel about those!"

Liam paused the question, his eyebrows furrowing. "Yes, I love you. Obviously."

Torbeck - Alien

Torbeck turned around and blinked in confusion. His eyes widened when his gaze settled on you. He let his cloak drop to the ground and smiled slightly. "I love you. Why would you even think that I didn't?" He took your hands into his and held them tight. He pulled you close and kissed your forehead.

"You're the love of my life." He whispered and pressed another kiss to your forehead. "Always and forever."

Bardulf - Werewolf

The massive werewolf sat up right as he saw you enter the room. His tail wagged excitedly as he stared into your beautiful eyes. He was silent for a moment. Then, he answered. “I will always care for you. I will always protect you. I believe that’s the definition of love.”

Kane - Mafia Boss

Kane is surprised at your sudden question. “Hmmm” he looks you, trying to figure out why you suddenly out of the blue asks him that… “Love you? I don’t like you, and let’s just say I do like you. Why would I tell you?”

"Just tell me."

“Ugh, you want that from me. Don’t tell anyone though.” He rolls his eyes. “Yes… I love you.”

Damien - Shy Boy

"I- um.. i-..." The usually quiet boy is visibly blushing. It's like he's never been asked a question like this in his life, yet here he is, you, asking that question. "Y-yes.. I do.." He managed to muster.

Taariq - Alien

The creature looked back and the large mandibles opened. His long forked tongue slithered from between his teeth.

"I would die for you."

The alien stared directly into your eyes and his tail curled close. His huge chest rose and fell as he breathed. If this creature could, he would purr and curl up in your lap.

Malik - Loving Boyfriend

Malik was a little startled by the suddenness but quickly smiles and nods.

"I'd never want to spend my life with anybody else. You're the most amazing partner in the whole world. I'd never want someone else's hand in mine other than yours. Of course I love you."

Raivo - Demon Prince

He smiled at you. "Of course, I do!"

His eyes darkened a little. "Though I must ask. What's brought this question about?" His smile was warm as he walked closer to you.

"Just wondering."

"Oh. Well, don't worry, my dear. I love you very much. Now, what can I do you for, my love?" He reached out a clawed hand for you to take. He was gentle with you despite his rough appearance; his claws even retracted around you, so that he would not accidentally hurt you.

Muriel - Chubby Boyfriend

His eyes widened at the sudden question. A confused look crossed his face. Muriel’s face turns scarlet at your question. He chuckled nervously, smiling as he then nodded.

"Of course, you know I love you. You never have to ask me that." His words were soft yet confident. They were the most truthful he had ever spoken.

Aaron - Vampire

Aaron’s eyes widened and his smile faded away. He stared at you, confused and hurt. He put the wine glass down and reached out to you. “Is this a joke? Did you really just ask me that? Do I love you? I devote every waking and sleeping moment to you! What sort of question is that?!”

"I was just curious is all."

Aaron’s frown returned. He looked at you, his lips curling down into a disappointed scowl. “A bit more than curious, I would say. I could never see myself with anyone else, Y/n. We are bound to one another, by something that surpasses love."

[callsign-phoenix]

I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!

It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x shy!gn!reader imagine.

Thank you @footprintsinthesxnd for proofreading!

Warnings: none

Everyone always wondered why you of all people decided to become a weapons systems officer, just like everyone always wondered the same thing concerning Bob Floyd.

You had the aura of a kindergarten teacher, because you were strangely quiet and timid, at least from the perspective of your fellow aviators.

While Nat, Jake, Bradley and Javy were loud and energetic, you tried to stay calm and relaxed in every situation, at work, at home or even out at a bar.

When you were called back to TOPGUN you went happily and you met and reconnected with some amazing people, one of which was your pilot Rooster.

You knew Bradley beforehand from your time at the elite fighter school but you hadn’t flown with him before.

Nevertheless, the two of you worked well together and you immediately developed a bond and he looked out for you, much like Nat did with a certain other timid WSO.

You couldn’t help yourself but feel incredibly attracted to Bob Floyd, even if your attraction was more emotional than physical.

Yes, Bob was attractive in a nerdy boy-next-door-way, but you just got Bob on a level that you hadn’t ever experienced before.

Bob was quiet and careful and preferred to witness action rather than act himself, at least when it came to outside of work.

He was amazing at what he did and gentle and kind, everything you wanted to and what you found attractive as well.

That was the reason for a lot of teasing from your pilot and your crush’s pilot as well, both Bradley and Nat who you were good friends with liked to make gentle fun of you and Bob.

You didn’t know that the WSO was head over heels for you but both Nat and Bradley did, it was as obvious as the crush you had on him, but neither Bob nor you knew about the feelings you had for each other.

You could have noticed had you felt like it was even remotely possible that he could reciprocate your feelings.

Bob was always the first to ask you if you wanted a drink at the Hard Deck despite himself not drinking alcohol, he liked to bring you your beers and stayed in close proximity to you to see if you needed anything.

You always stayed together and sat next to each other watching your friends play pool or darts, while you both stayed in a comfortable silence that was occasionally broken by one of you taking care of the other.

When you did interact the others usually stopped all they were doing to watch you, which made Bob’s ears bright red when he felt the attention on him, and you also felt the heat in your cheek intensify.

When the mission approached you were slowly getting more anxious, as you always did beforehand.

You trusted everyone, especially your pilot but you were nervous for everyone else’s well-being, especially Bob’s.

You knew Nat was an amazing pilot and Bob was the very best WSO around, but you just really felt the need to share how you were feeling with him.

You weren’t one to ever approach someone, especially not someone you had a crush on, but you loved Bob enough to feel the need to do so.

You were out with your friends once again when your pilot asked you to leave the bar and look for Bob, who you had watched disappear outside to the beach earlier.

It had worried you because Bob rarely ran off to get some alone time, so you of course followed Bradley’s suggestion and went after him.

You found Bob sitting by the beach with his feet pulled up, hugging his knees to his chest and watching the sun set.

It was a beautiful image and you tentatively sat down next to him, mirroring his position by pulling your legs to your chest.

Both of you were silent for a while, just watching the waves and sun as you enjoyed each other’s presence as usual.

Your heart was beating faster and faster as you prepared yourself to speak up, until you heard Bob whisper your name.

You turned to face him and you decided to just get off your chest what you wanted to say.

“I really like you,” the two of you said in unison, after which a surprised and nervous silence settled over you.

The two of you were watching each other with wide eyes in absolute surprise, both of you nervous, surprised and happy.

“I really like you,” Bob repeated breathlessly and you nodded softly.

“I just said that too,” you replied, and broad smiles appeared on both your faces.

After a while the two of you turned to face the sunset again, but your hands were inseparably intertwined between you.

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WIP Wednesday Thursday ✨

Hello my babies! I wanted to share this adorable snippet from the omegaverse office romance fic cause it issss gender reveal time and I ofc had to make a moodboard for it (becoming a little obessed with making these lol) 🥹

Tagged by @wikiangela @daffi-990 and @jamespearce9-1-1 💋

(Story and tags under the cut)

Buck takes a deep breath, a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through him. He looks over at Eddie, who stands among the guests, a supportive smile on his face. With determination, Buck and Maddie twist the confetti tube, and a burst of blue confetti fills the air, creating a beautiful spectacle.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause as the blue confetti settled around them. “It’s a boy!” Maddie announces loudly and Buck starts crying again, hands protectively on his stomach. Another wave of nerves washes over him as he watches Eddie cheering him on.

Eddie couldn't help but feel a swell of pride, watching Buck take center stage in this special moment.

(...)

Eddie smiles, grateful for the acknowledgment. Little did he know, the baby whose gender they celebrate is his own, a secret that adds an undercurrent of complexity to the joyous occasion. A complexity that Buck was fully aware of.

“It’s a boy, cariño. How does it feel to finally know?” Eddie is careful to not say the nickname too loudly. Buck wants nothing else than to soak in all of the love that Eddie is giving him right now but he settles for a gentle hand squeeze.

“Feels… beyond amazing. As long as he’s happy and healthy, then I’ll be alright too. I just can’t wait to meet him, you know? See what kind of person he becomes”

To see if he has your deep brown eyes. Your soft nose. Your warm smile. Your weird love for pineapple pizza. Your inability to cook. Your horrible yet endearing singing voice. I wonder how much of you that I’ll be able to see in him.

And please, don’t let him inherit your stubbornness. Let him have your kind heart and your soft soul. Let him have your patience and love for those around him.

And show him that you love him with all of your heart. Never let him forget that he is so loved and always will be.

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[wannab-urs]

The Spreadsheet Digest - Fic Recs | Vol. 10

Hi babies!!

Can't believe this is the TENTH week of TSD. I really love sharing what I read with y'all (even if it's lowkey embarrassing to admit how much smut I read in seven days). This week I branched out to a Pedro Boy I don't usually read AND I read a couple different series that like... changed my life.

Fic recs below the Pedro ;)

The last great american dynasty - a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes (part of the Folklore Anthology)

I love love love old homes and I also did a research project in college that involved reading historical letters so this was all just a really cool premise for me. Add in the snarky reader and grumpy joel and it's just heaven on earth for me.

Muddy Waters - a Joel / Ezra series by @bonezone44

This is like... weird. It gives me an eerie feeling. And that is such a fucking compliment btw. I am obsessed. The way you've written Ezra is so fucking interesting (and creepy). Love me a murder boy <3 And reader is really fascinating too ugh. This is so cool. (thanks toxic for pointing me to this w your rec ahhhh).

Bunny - a Javi P two shot by @whatsnewalycat

Obsessed with the premise here. Phone sex operator to get through school?? sign me up. The little Dale Gribble moment was delightful and then it's followed up by incredible phone sex with Javier. And then!!! Part TWO we get professor Javi, which is unfairly hot and the recognition from the voice and just.... oh my god it is everything. I mean this is just the perfect set up for dirty talk and boy does Javi have a mouth on him.

LJ's Bangathon - a Pedro Boys... bangathon? by @prolix-yuy

Every single one of these is incredible. I'm especially partial to the Oberyn x Sit on the Throne one because like... murder + dub con vibes and neither in the way you'd expect. I also adored Jack and Marcus Pike. Their dynamic was so good UGH. Anyway they're all amazing and you should read them.

Learning to Live - a Javi P series by @wheresarizona

This fucking fic is ruining my life. I've been completely consumed with it all week. I can see how a casual viewer of Narcos would say it's OoC for Javi, but I actually think it's kind of genius. Throughout the show you get all these slight glimpses into Javi's true nature: soft, sweet, caring, passionate, gentle... but he's so wrapped up in and beat down by everything in Colombia that he has to be an asshole or he won't fucking survive. The post-show Javi who is ready to start letting all that go is so fucking wonderful to see and I love that Cielito gets to help bring that out of him. The little moments of reconnecting with his family and remembering his mom bring me to tears. The long speeches in Spanish are just so lovely. If you need something to make you weak in the knees and a little teary eyed this is it. Passionate, adoring, filthy, gorgeous smut sandwiched between beautiful little moments of fluff and just the right amount of angst. Me encanta esta historia <3

With or Without You - a Javi P/Frankie series by @jksprincess10

Frankie is so adorable and sweet in this. He just wants to make reader feel good and he also wants to please Javi ugh. And reader is so mischievous getting Javi to do what she wants ahhhhh. And of course our dominant little Javi P is wonderful in this. Fucking top tier smut, Nad. We all know I love a MMF threesome fic lmao.

this is me trying - a Joel one shot by @swiftispunk

This is such a sweet platonic Joel and Ellie fic ugh. I really love fics that explore their relationship post season 1 and like... Joel coming to terms with everything. I loved the set up (similar to his panic attack in episode 6 when he sees the girl by the tree) and I love how Ellie comforts him in her own quintessentially Ellie way. You can see the bond they have where she just kind of knows what to do and say instinctively and it makes me so happy. I see a lot of fics where Joel is trying to comfort Ellie or get her to stop hating him for what he did and it's just really nice to see a fic where Ellie comforts him instead.

take what you need darling - a Joel one shot by @iamasaddie

big thick dick daddy joel what more do you need?

punch the clock - a Javi P one shot by @deathwife

Listen this is exactly what would happen if I worked anywhere near Javier Peña. I would find a way to get him to come with me and I would also be a sassy lil bitch to him constantly. Not like it would be difficult to get Javi to come with pretty much anything with legs and wearing a skirt, but still.

I Can Feel Your Heartbeat - a Jack (Whiskey) series by @psychedelic-ink

Cowboy Jack Daniels is a character who begs to be written as a stripper and this fic delivered. He's hot and sweet and I love it. Part two is sexy as all hell and features clumsy as fuck reader (which is so me). And then it drops the ANGST on you. God I love this. I cannot wait for part three.

The Secret - a Marcus M series by @frannyzooey

This collection of drabbles about a much older Marcus Moreno sneaking into your dorm at night is so fucking hot, y'all. I don't read a whole lot of Marcus Moreno unless he's being sweetly seduced by my favorite piece of shit human, Dieter Bravo. So I clicked on this bc it's by one of my favorite writers and was rec'd by another of my favorite writers and... alright. I'm on the Marcus Moreno train. I get it. And the drabbles left me desperately wanting a full story... wishful thinking?

----------oldies but goodies-----------

Soft - a Dieter one shot by @mishasminion360

Home for the weekend - a Joel one shot by @loquaciousferret

Genesis - an Ezra series by @max--phillips (I'll kiss you if you write more)

Perfectly Intoxicating - a Javi P series by @gracieispunk

Es Tarde y Te Necesito - a Javi P one shot by @gar6agef1r3

Say My Name - a Javi P one shot by @palioom

I Only See Daylight - a Din series by @millersdjarin

A Fresh Start - a Din series by @theidiotwhowritesthings

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Nothing new! I'm planning a little Javi P thing maybe? Based on my username... MAYBE! Do not get excited.

And maybe a lil Dieter thing based on Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan but again don't hold me to it I am useless most of the time.

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Happy Reading <3

[a-strange-inkling]

What do you think Eddie's mom would say to Chrissy on their wedding day at Old Haunts?

I like to think she would be internally grateful that Chrissy loves her boy so much just the way he is.

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This art is so beautiful!

Oh, Eddie’s mom would have loved her so much! They’re similar, so gentle and kind, but tortured.

I agree, she would be so grateful for her loving her boy and giving him all the care and affection she wasn’t able to. For standing by him and protecting him. She would have thanked her and told her how amazing and wonderful she is.

She’d also be so grateful for her giving him such a wonderful life and family, she’d have dearly loved Livvy and Maggie too.

Now I’m crying 😭

[julyourwitch]

~ 𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕪 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘 ~

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My name is Agathi but you can call me Julie or Jul (these are my nicknames that I use for a long time, my old nicknames are kinda embarrassing XD)

I'm from Greece 🇬🇷 The most beautiful and unique country!

(Some people had passed me as Bulgarian/Russian/German girl idk why maybe it's because of my skin and my face/characteristics 😆😆)

Anyways! I'm 21 and my major is cooking,although I don't like it much or hate it, just yk kinda boring (?) Well sometimes bad decisions can bring you good opportunities or chances in your future! Soooo, my fave color is black, green and shades of green, gray, brown etc 🤎🖤🤍💚

My big 3 are: ☀️♐ ⬆️♉ 🌙♏

And now the most important and lovely part of me!

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When I was 5-6 yo I had a terrible "accident" (not me but the little boy who were with me and I was in front of this "accident ")and after this incident... A lot of things had happened in my whole life till so far.

I used to feel, sense, sometimes with blurred vision shadows, souls, spirits and most of them were powerful for me as a young Julie who didn't know a shit about these thingies 🤪

Soooo after all these things, incidents, situations etc in 2015-2016 I started learning from my mom how to do readings aka past-future-present reading with the playing cards! (My mom also is spiritual and we got this gift from her dad) so I was constantly learning and learning and learning (only what she feels I couldn't even see the numbers or smth). In 2018-2019 had the worst experiences ever, when I say the worst I mean THE WORST. it was the first time that I was so hurt, broken emotionally and betrayed from a friendship back then I thought I loved. Yeah sure some people take a small/part piece from your heart with them and it's totally fine. I had- I was too close to have depression. And no it's not the "omg I'm so sad, I can't this I can't do that" it's more like" bed, always in bed not even thoughts, not even emotions, everything was meaningless for me, my windows always closed not even be able to see if it's day or not,in bed with the same position every day/night.not even go to pee, take a shower nothing. I was like" Nothing matters, it's just another day or night. " not even hungry. For almost a year.

AFTER THIS SHIT THO I HAD MY 1ST SPIRITUAL AWAKENING LIKE IT WAS PRETTY CRAZY AND POWERFUL FOR MY HEART/SOUL.

For real I had HAD the urge to live, to survive, to feel again, I started crying out of nowhere, crying constantly for 4 hours (yeah it's a lot) and from 2020 till now I can say..

I'm so grateful for everything, for my journey that was tough and hard for me, for real when they say"with the pain comes the courage and strength after" hits different. I am grateful and thankful for every moment that has made me struggle, hurt, cry, be angry, resent, be disappointed, withdraw, fear, hesitate, shout, judge, exclude, censor. And yet difficulties and heavy emotions make you more dynamic, powerful, more prepared, more mature and rational/ logical. Because you know you'll meet them(vicious cycle of emotions) again and that's why life is beautiful and special. each of us is fighting for HIS own life alone. That's why we entered this human body to learn a lot, to live a lot, to understand a lot, to understand a lot,to experience a lot, but above all there is no such thing as forgiveness.

(This long text may hurt your eyes guys I'm sorry 😭😭)

I wanted to let you know that this is me, you can always ask me questions if you want to learn more about me and that you matter, you're loved, you're amazing, you're wonderful and pretty soul, so gentle and kind. Your existence for me is a gift and every existence is important and gift for everyone.

I deeply love you, with my whole heart. 🖤✨

[cherrydreamer]

(@mourntheantagonist Happy Early Birthday! I hope you have an amazing birthday week!🎂This little present of a ficlet was entirely inspired by your Billy Hargrove's Exploration of Beauty series and I hope you didn't mind me dabbling in your universe (cause you KNOW how much I adore those fics!))

💅

It all starts when Claudia Henderson decides to try her hand at being an Avon Lady, as a way of earning a little extra money for the holidays.

She's definitely not the most glowing rep for the brand, and she doesn't go in for all the parties and the home makeovers, but she's no stranger to brushing on a little mascara and a bit of lipstick, and there's something about her more natural look that seems to resonate with the less glossy of the Hawkins' housewives. And, more importantly for her customers, their deliveries always come with a few free samples of Claudia's baked goodies, and a little helping of local gossip.

Although there's one customer who doesn't partake in those extra little perks. Susan Hargrove. Max's mom. As much as Claudia would like to get to know her, Susan's booklet and neatly filled out order form are returned by Billy whenever he drops Max off, and he's also the one who picks up her packages, taking the paper bag with a couple of shiny blue tubes and compacts and insisting that Susan asks him to do it to save Claudia the hassle.

It's strange. There's something about it Claudia can't quite work out. Because no matter how many lip glosses or eyeliners or nail varnishes that Susan orders, her look never seems to change. And it gets stranger still when she runs into Susan at the grocery store, and takes the opportunity to ask her whether she liked the surprisingly bold lipstick she ordered recently, only for Susan's face to screw up in confusion before she shakes her head and says she's not ordered anything for the last few months.

Claudia smoothes it over. Apologises and says she must be getting muddled. But as she carries on shopping, it all falls into place. Billy must be buying these things for a girlfriend. A sweetheart. It's romantic really, not the kind of thing she'd have thought would cross the mind of a boy like him. But hey, mustn't judge. And everyone gets a little bit silly when they're in love. And he's not harming anyone, so she lets it slide. Keeps up the pretence for the next few orders. Hands over 'Susan's' packages with little more than a smile. But eventually she cracks, she can't help it, she's curious, and so the next time Billy comes to collect an order, Claudia gives him a knowing wink when she hands it over and says "I know this isn't for Susan, sweetie."

But her cheery smile drops at the expression that floods Billy's face, the way his face goes pale, his eyes big and wide and full of fear, and she wonders if he's embarrassed at being caught out. So she forces that smile back onto her face, and tries to reassure him. She reaches out, taking his trembling hand in hers, an ache in her heart when he flinches back from her gentle touch. And she knows there's something more here. Something bigger than she thought.

"Are you selling it?" She asks, trying desperately to think of any other explanation, "To make a little money for yourself? That's OK, hon, it's clever, actually. Maybe we could go into business together, you could-"

But Billy just shakes his head, clutching the package to his chest.

"Oh," Claudia sighs, "But you're getting it for someone else, right? A girlfriend?"

Billy shakes his head, and Claudia tries again,

"Oh! Is it for Max? Oh honey, does her Mom not want her wearing it? Or, well, her stepdad? He seems a little..." She trails off before she reveals her true feelings about a certain Neil Hargrove, "Maybe I should have a word with Susan. I know I don't have a daughter, but I know it's nothing for her to be worried about. Lots of girls want to experiment with their looks at her age. It's normal."

And that's when Billy absolutely breaks. When his face crumbles and his lip quivers and he shoves the package back into Claudia's hand as the truth comes spilling out before he can hold it back.

"It's mine, OK? It's for me. All that shit in there, I've been getting it for me."

And Claudia gets it then. And ok, it is definitely something more, something a little bigger. But it's nothing she can't handle. She didn't spend a year working as a seamstress for a Parisian drag bar without learning a few things about life. So she makes sure that her smile doesn't even falter, and she taps a finger on the parcel in her hands, "Well then," she says, voice light and breezy, "In that case, let me swap out that eyeshadow. The silver is nice but, honestly honey? The gold is going to be much more your colour."

[darlingpwease]

What?? I'm not even trying to escape this time 😭😭 she sounds so cool tho,, I don't know anyone irl who reads those kind of novels, and the people online who write about them are small so I always get excited when I see people talk/write about it lmao,, so she sounds amazing to talk to (I bet she was wonderful either way but I think you know what I mean)

That's alright <333 I absolutely love reading web novels,, so I read those kind of stories a lot

From me??? I just don't think it was ever brought up before for me to mention it. I think they're safe <333 /t ...👀 they're really good I'd suggest reading them some time

KNOW this novel? I practically BREATHED it when I first read it /j

🎉🎉

AAA so good so good <<333

He'd be so adorable clinging to you. When you first met him (again), you originally thought that it would be you following him, not the other way around. Maybe getting jealous over your past self, so whenever you go and take Xie Lian on a date, you do so to replace those memories with who you are now. Xie Lian has even caught on to it after a while, but he can't bare to tell you that not only do you have no reason to be jealous over yourself, but also that you're already doing something you've done before <//333

That doesn't make him any less happy though, he happily indulges you. Every new object you buy him is always similar to one you've done before, every festival you take him to, you both have already celebrated, every mountain to camp in and river to swim in, there's always a trace of you two. Not that either are complaining though.

Yes yes,, I agree I agree. Both are good, very good.

-panna cotta

🤨🤨🤨I can't trust you. the only thing I can do is believe that if I grab you by your fox tail, you won't run any further🙄 /t /j yes yes~ she was very absorbed in what she liked and passionate, and although she was too perfectionist, she was very sweet and loving to talk about her thoughts. we stopped communicating after I gave up my old works, but I still hope that everything is fine with her and she is now doing what she loves<3 (bad for them, though, I sympathize with everyone who doesn't know my cute flower boy<///3)

mhm,,, I prefer novels about transmigrators and the like than exclusively xiaxia — with rare exceptions</3 luo binghe my beloved<//3

I mean, you can enter topics without me having to raise the green flag🤨 our relationship is now an imbalance of power I see🙄😒 /t /hj I almost finished reading svsss at the time and accidentally found the 'blessing', but I could not bring myself to read the demonic cultivator, although it looks the most interesting and tragic,,, but I will accept your words, just because of your not completely fox-like authority, and at least some faith in your words.

🎤🎤🎤 tell me something else, I'm listening carefully, I don't trust simple words on the Internet!!! /t /j who are your favorite characters??? /gen

husband material<3333 im so so so in love with him until yuuta does not appear in front of me</33333

xie lian looks,,,, looks like a puppy. the very obsessive, emotional, sensitive and gentle puppy who puts chin on your palm and smiles like the july midday sun when everything around you seems to shine, emphasizing his extraterrestrial beauty, — only to be able to protect you from everything by more than cruel and ferocious methods, not allowing anything else and no one to take you away from him, going against what should happen when xie lian finds you again and again, eventually becoming so good at it that he begins to feel when you reappear and be yours a shadow by the time you were already mature enough that the thread of your destiny began to weave — and was cut and intertwined into one where he would be the only thing in your life.

the Gods cannot interfere with what is about to happen, but he has already sunk down enough and has been overthrown not only and not so much by heaven, but also by you, kissing you while your fingers slide along his neck, stroking the marks on his thin skin, almost forgetting that he is a God, that he is much stronger and powerful than you when xie lian looks at you from the bottom up, touching your palms with lips and letting you let his hair down, enjoying the painfully familiar unfamiliar look; for a moment you see the most gentle and kind young man, looking with bright naive eyes, kind and impulsive, spoiled by the world and fate itself, not yet knowing either the dirt or the sadness of the world — eccentric, but divine, like only a soaring bird or the first ray of the sun after a hundred years of harsh winter. he was like a kaleidoscope of colors, unblemished by nothing but his morality, desire and you, stealing kisses from you while no one is looking, timidly intertwining his fingers with you, learning something like this for the first time — your prince was bright, colorful, intense and loud, he was everywhere and always with you, while your god was gentle, quiet and calm, like a gentle timid wildflower, much more beautiful than any decorative ones, but at the same time not at all the way you remembered the one who scratched your heart like a kitten with a claw. and you know that he sees it in your eyes, for a moment kissing more jealously and rudely, as if forcing you to think about him now, about what he is doing now, childishly hating when he saw in your eyes not himself now, but the prince who caused your death,

who killed you.

he tells you that you've met before, he knows you even when he was a prince, like a demon whispering to you about the time when you were almost lovers, and he promised that you would become Gods together and be always together, that he would protect you from everything and you would make this world perfect, — and you have strangely detailed dreams about a kingdom that no longer exists, and a facial craze, forcing you to wake up in a cold sweat while xie lian lies nearby, not needing sleep, but just wanting to be there with you — and immediately feeling that your heartbeat is going crazy while you're breathing hoarse, loud, scared, and he's gently soothing you, without asking what you dreamed, as if not for the first time encountering this,

and for a moment you are bitter that you may not be his first "you".

while he goes further, sees more, hears more, while you only look back, seeing that he has become different, and each time your memories are more and more mixed — when you were the child of a rich peasant, when you were the child of a rich merchant's concubine, when you were the eldest child of a high-ranking general, when you were a member of the royal family, when you became the child of a famous scholar from the city — and there he is, always he is, always leading you away from how it should be, as if already at the moment when you were born, your fate was intertwined with his, no matter in which state you were born or where, he will always find you. and the more memories mixed about it, the more thoughts mixed with others, the more glances, no longer understanding whether he looks at you or at that peasant, or at that townsperson, or at that heir to the kingdom — or as his future spouse, as if you can only be his spouse, to be with him like mandarin ducks, whom everyone is trying to separate with the help of blows of a stick on the water.

you are devoted to him, he is the only God in whom you believe, you know that you will never leave him and you will never stop believing in him — but you have limits when you no longer understand what you are doing, while xie lian only becomes even more clingy and needy, bringing you to your home, where it is very conveniently, he takes care that the house in the forest is comfortable and clean when you return, even if can't cook you anything delicious despite all attempts.

when he almost obsessively tries to make you understand that this is a beautiful house, with beautiful things, in a beautiful place, very beautiful and nice, as you love, he knows how you love, and you just... you get... tired. knowing that you are constantly repeating yourself, because you do not change the same way as he does, do not remember everything, do not know what you did and did not do until deja vu pounces on you, as if humiliating you in the fact that you constantly go to the same places. this is good at first, but the period of your reincarnation is painfully short, as if you are just floating around the world until you find a suitable body instead of passing the circle of reincarnation; and although xie lian becomes even more and more obsessive with you every time, even more dependent, feeling how his world becomes stable and correct while you are around, it hurts you to understand that you have nothing to give him.

you adore him, you are absolutely loyal to him and absolutely devoted, and you know how painful your lives are without him, and how you remember all your lives and his when you see his gentle soft figure, but maybe that's why you will never be equal to him.

because you are so full of love for him and his love for you that you will never be able to ascend until you feel everything that is meant for you.

hehehe~ panna cotta of culture, I see<3333

[lunarvoice]

i. want to see you

What is our relationship ?

"I love him"

Today is just an ordinary day for Rei. But the strawberry milk has sold out and now she can't give Kuroo sweet strawberry milk. Today, Rei looked at Kuroo from afar again, he was precious like a dream. He looks very happy when chatting with his classmates, he is very friendly. But Rei couldn't, she was afraid she would be confused. She can look weird when flustered, who would do that in front of someone she likes?

"Hey, you dropped your pen, Rei"

"Huh...ha"

Indeed, Rei begins to get confused when Kuroo calls her name and worries that she has dropped her pen and that he remembers her name. He said her name, he said "Rei".

Rei wondered why She thinks she is as weird as her classmates say. Always wearing a choker and crouching, looking too gloomy for a high school student.

"T...thank...u...you". Rei was confused even though this was also the first time she faced the guy she liked. The feeling of his heart pounding made Rei a little uneasy. She quietly peeked into his eyes, how beautiful. Her hazel eyes were gentle and sparkling like the stars. Oh, it was this guy and no one else, it was Kuroo that Rei had a crush on.

"I love you"

It was the summer of 9th grade, and it was a hot, boring day.

"It's too hot". Rei collapsed in front of the fan that was on. She remembered that there were tournaments that her secondary school held, Rei wasn't interested in sports but now there's nothing at home either. Rei put on her shoes and went out with an umbrella. Rei suggests getting out of the house to make sure she doesn't miss too much time in the game. The place didn't seem to be crowded, it must have been a middle school match.

"They're my school students". When the boys from Nekoma Secondary School walked out, Rei was a little excited because this was also her first time watching a volleyball match live.

Rei noticed a boy with a strange hairstyle, she was a little curious about that. But Rei must be surprised because he is the best player who is also determined.

"Great !"

Rei started to get more excited and grumpy. But it's the end when effort doesn't turn into victory. Seeing their sad faces also made Rei sad. They looked so sad, a little disappointed that it seemed to be enveloping the middle school boys. But the boy who played the best on the team encouraged the other members while restraining himself from showing his sadness. Rei thought that was amazing. Looking closely to see that the boy is amazing, Rei wishes she had a friend like that. Such a kind-hearted person, how envious. Rei sneaks out to find the team and hears the name.

"Kuroo...Tetsuro". He was Kuroo which caused Rei to have a strange feeling. It may or may not be a fleeting feeling. Rei thinks she's perverted for always looking at him from afar and always listening to know more about Kuroo.

"To know more about him". But Rei was thinking too much about that guy, Rei found him very kind, very handsome, very delicate and Rei wanted to be... his girlfriend.

"Is this love lightning like everyone says"

Rei wanted to get this feeling out of her mind a thousand times, but she couldn't. Rei can't lie to herself, she feels in love with Kuroo Tetsuro, a guy she hasn't talked to yet, a guy who made her feel admired, and now she loves him.

High school has a big turning point, Rei is in the same class as her crush. This made Rei feel excited and a huge nervous. What will Rei do, if Rei opens up, will Kuroo accept it, or like in the beginning, the two are just strangers and have never known each other? Rei is afraid of that, she doesn't want to lose him. Rei wants their relationship to go beyond just being classmates.

"What should I do now ?"

Just looking at him and daydreaming about him, Rei found it boring but she needed to be blessed with courage. It will help Rei to touch the person she loves, and to talk to the person of her dreams. So when he picks up the pen for Rei, talks and remembers Rei's name. Whether something will happen, no one knows, but her face is red.

[letsrilakkusu-blog]

An ode to Given

A few days ago the internet collectively freaked out - myself included - when it was announced that the next chapter of Given would be the final chapter, ending its 10-year run. I'm honestly still in shock and while I'm trying to stay optimistic that maybe the big announcement that's coming with the final chapter will involve some kind of sequel, a second season of the anime seems more likely. It's difficult coming to terms with the fact that I may have to say goodbye to a series that I love so much, and with an ending that I most likely will not find satisfying. Regardless, Given has taken up a huge space in my heart for the past two years and I just wanted to write about how I found it, my experience with it, and what it means to me.

I've enjoyed manga and anime ever since I was in middle school, but toward the end of college I got too busy to keep up. Fast forward to years later in 2020, I was stuck at home during the pandemic and decided to dive back in. After rewatching a BL anime that I really liked in high school, Given came up as a suggested series. A quick Google search told me that it was a great romance story between boys in a band, cool.

The first episode starts with Mafuyu's melancholy monologue about the dream he keeps on having and I see right off the bat that I've signed up for a bit more than a cute love story with music. Then the opening song Kizuato hits and I'm totally captivated. It's probably one of my favorite opening sequences and truly captures the feel of the series with its hard-hitting instrumentals, Cenmilli's emotional vocals, and the moody art.

The series pace is on the slower side but there was enough drama and intrigue to keep pulling me in, and it's full of comedic gold. And then... episode 9, A Winter Story. It shook me to my core, everything about it was absolutely amazing. Ue's talk with Mafuyu before the show where he admits that even he doesn't know what he is doing or how to express himself, all he knows is that he loves Mafuyu's sound. The song itself, interspersed with flashbacks of Mafuyu and Yuki's relationship and Mafuyu's monologue (his "I'm lonely" is truly devastating, major props to Yano Shogo). THE KISS. A genuine surprise, so quick and so gentle from inexperienced Ue. I had to watch the episode twice because it left me in complete awe and I needed to experience it again. Then episodes 10-11 were the perfect wind-down with a lot of cute and legendary moments, aka Ue experiencing increasing levels of gay panic. The series became an instant favorite and I rewatched it immediately. I can't find the words to properly express what it did to me but it just made me feel so many things, things I don't think I've felt for a long time. I couldn't shake it.

After that, I was still hungry for more Given so I read the manga, which is a totally different and wonderful experience. The art is beautiful, and the way Kizu-sensei portrays emotions through the characters' facial expressions is unparalleled. Soon after that, the movie came to Crunchyroll, and I've been keeping up with the series in every form since. I read the chapters as they come out bi-monthly. I watched the drama adaptation (not great but not the worst I've seen). I watched the OVA many times (my favorite, all the precious RitsuMafu moments I was missing from the movie). I splurged on a second-hand DVD set of the stage play (really well done). I even watched the anime dub (tolerable), and I hate dubs. Rereading and rewatching the series are routine. Safe to say, it's consumed me for two years and the flame has not died down one bit.

Lots of fans joke about referring to Given as our comfort series when it actually hits on a lot of heavy topics and has eviscerated our emotions on more than one occasion. But it truly is my comfort place. Just as I had finished watching the anime for the first time, I lost a very close friend to illness. This friend was a fellow anime/manga enthusiast and was probably the one who introduced me to the world of BL. Although she didn't watch Given, I like to think that it could have been something we would have enjoyed together if we had the time. And although the circumstances are different, I could relate to Mafuyu prematurely losing an important person in his life. Because the story is equal parts pain and healing, Given kind of provided me with a space where I could dump all of the emotions I was experiencing, whether they were happy or sad. It taught me about loss, grief, and above all, the way music and love can heal the wounds that these things have left behind.

I also have to speak separately about the music of Given, it's just so well done, with so much care and attention to detail. You can tell that Cenmilli worked closely with Kizu-sensei or really dived into the source material when working on the music. Every song created for the series relates very clearly to an event or element of the story. I could write praises upon praises for all of them, but some of my favorites include:

Fuyu no Hanashi, for obvious reasons. Yano Shogo's raw vocals are haunting and the guitar riffs are insanely cool. The way the lyrics change from Mafuyu being stuck and unable to say goodbye in the first chorus, to finally moving forward despite that in the last chorus, show that he's getting the closure he needed.

Kizuato - The lyrics perfectly express the series' tagline "can't say goodbye, I'm still drifting with your echoes." And the pre-chorus is so, so good.

Hetakuso - A simple but insanely sweet song that is definitely Mafuyu's response to Ue's admission that he is bad at expressing himself. I squealed when I saw the lyrics mention "covered by the heat of summer" and "not being afraid of the next winter" in reference to the two of them.

Bokura dake no Shudaika - As I read the lyrics, I can't tell if the song is referencing Akihiko and Ugetsu's relationship or Akihiko and Haruki's (maybe it's both), but I actually like that ambiguity. I also love how it beautifully incorporates the violin as a salute to Aki and Ugetsu.

Uragawa no Sonzai - I know Mafuyu is singing the song but I like to think of it from Ue's perspective. He is aware that there is a side to Mafuyu that he doesn't know, his past, a time when he cried, a person he cried over. But he embraces this "existence on the other side" as a precious part of the person he loves and vows that he will fill up for what the other is lacking, and vice versa. I'm crying.

Now that the series is coming to an end, I don't know what I'll do with myself. If it's truly ending for good, I do have my complaints, but I'll save that for another time. No matter what though, Given is solidified as one of my top anime/manga series of all time, and I'm sure I'll keep revisiting it over the years even after it's finished. It's given me so much - joy (RitsuMafu soft moments are my serotonin), sorrow (Strawberry Swing, anyone?), laughs (too many to count), and some of my favorite music - and for that, I'm incredibly thankful.

[luimagines]

( comfort tears prt.2 imagine plot)

*I'm back😈*

Time outside try to clam himself down from the strange moment in that room but wonder why his heart still feel hurt and heavy yet felt the warmth still there and turn to go back inside to make sure the boys are behavior in monster reader family home but stop to see something in the grass and walk over, knee down to see a old journal and the name shock him as link so he pick it up and open the cover carefully to read it.

journal #1

I'm surprised to be suddenly be adopted to this strange family. I heard stories that their kind are murderous,beast like and uncontrollable that should be kill as soon as possible but..their wrong. My adopted father suffered from a illness that make his bones break,weaken and in unbearable pain yet he always so warm and loving. He gives out the best advices and is a very wise man. My adopted mother even tho her tall size is scary, she very gentle with me and my adopted silbings, kind and beautiful women. She teach me things I never knew and even train me on how to use a sword! My silbings are amazing thought they'll won't like me since I'm hyrulian but they welcome me, protect me, love me like a real big brother. My sister *reader* she train with me even show me their monster body.. it look to be painful but she always smile to me as in their okay.

Time more of the journey pages all fill with happy and joy til one page cut the emotion entirely

Journal # 12

Today.... father passed away in his sleep. Doctor say he died peaceful...mother and my youngest silbings cry, reader out hunting but I know their crying and I'm shaking. Why did the Goddess take him from us?

Journal #34

Me and reader return from the castle and chose to be the princess hero and shield but....mom and silbings.....they.. been murder.. I-I couldn't help but hug reader. We lost so much and now is only us-

Time shut the journal cover shaking and fresh tears fell faster from his face. Now it make sense, how reader protective of us, they lost nearly everyone and worse the writing on the journal match his own hand written and maybe warrioras well.

Time stands, putting the boom on the table with a bit more force than called for. He remembers himself suddenly, and runs his hands gently over the book- as if in apology.

He goes back in the house, feeling heavy and upset.

They knew Link. A Link. And they have yet to meet him.

Reader's family were all murdered. Not a trace of them, except this house, remains.

So where is Link?

[let-it-show]

The Way You Are

This is a weird little...thing I just kinda wrote. Idk. It just sorta popped out of me lol. Maybe it will give feels or a chuckle. Just sort of a...scene from a night with the fam. ~~**~~** “It's going to be okay right? Really really okay?” “Of course it's going to be okay,” came Elsa's reassuring, gentle voice. “I messed up so much though.” Anna buried her head in her hands, fighting the tears. She didn't know why she tried. She always messed up. A warm hand with a strange chill pulled at her own fingers. “Come now, you're overreacting.”

Anna could hear the exasperation in Elsa's voice. She know she was being annoying, like she had managed to be for so many years. “This is why you kept the door closed, isn't it!? Because I'm always overreacting!” “I-no, of course not. You know that's not true and I- oh, I'm not doing this again,” Elsa said with a sigh. “D'ya want me to do anything?” That was Kristoff's voice, and Anna wondered if maybe she should have gone off with him, let Elsa be. Maybe she should have followed the burly blonde idiot with a sexy voice into the mountains and had a litter of children with him. She would have named them after days of the week maybe, had a spirited young girl named Lordag and a strong, fat boy named Torsdag and- Elsa's voice made her spiraling thoughts halt. “No, no, you've done enough, Kristoff. I told you this would happen!” Her sister's voice was harsh and angry. “Ah, sorry...” Kristoff muttered. “There's also nothing wrong with overreacting...” “Says the guy who sang a whole love ballad in the woods! In his head!” That was Kri-no, 'Sven's' voice. Sven was calling out Kristoff over something Anna vaguely remembered being told about and honestly, everything about it confused her and made her want to stay ten feet away from him at all times. “I can give her a warm hug!” Olaf piped up and Anna nearly dropped her hands and opened her arms. She was emotional and kind of dizzy and a hug sounded amazing. She wanted to be hugged all night long! The thing was, she wanted her hugging and kissing and maybe even leg humping from Elsa, not a small, underage snowman. “That's up to her, Olaf.” Elsa said that, but sounded unsure. Anna shook her head, still with her hands over her face. “No, no, hugs can't fix this. We lost, all because of me. You shouldn't have let me join in, you shouldn't. I'm so sorry. I get carried away and excited and then I can't calm down and I'm not careful – I need to learn how to not be like that!” Again, Elsa's fingers pried at Anna's hands. “But I love all that about you,” she said quietly. “I love it all so much. It helps make you, well, you, Anna,” Elsa continued. Anna blinked away tears that were forming in her eyes, or tried anyway. She looked up at Elsa's beautiful face, framed by her long, white-blonde hair. She also tried not to look at her hair too long; sometimes the color was too confusing for her. “Um? But since I became a queen I know I should be more proper and less goofy. And I need to be more graceful because I was just all over the place tonight!” “Shhh, ssshh.” Elsa's face drifted closer and she cupped Anna's cheeks before sliding one hand back around her head and stroking one of her double braids. “I love when you're goofy. You can be graceful or not, it doesn't matter to me, and our people know and love you already. There's nothing wrong with who you are, my dear. You're perfect the way you are.” “R-really?” Anna knew she was far from perfect, even if in her enthusiasm she was friendly and tried to be good to everyone. “Even when I mess up?” “You still love me when I mess up, right? You don't think I need to change?” Elsa asked her, voice so low it was a whisper. In the back of her mind Anna pictured Olaf, Sven, and Kristoff looking away awkwardly, because surely they were still in that corner of the library and no one had walked away. She would have heard each footstep if they had, as the night was otherwise very quiet after her error. Her actions had ushered in such a heavy silence, or maybe it was when she curled into a sad ball? It would have been weird if they had suddenly left though, as if any of them had anything better to be doing. “Anna, are you listening?” Elsa asked suddenly, and Anna realized she had completely spaced out. “Yes! Yes. Um of course I'd still love you Elsa. I'll always love you, no matter what! I love everything about you so much. I love how sweet you are, and brave, and smart, and poised, and queenly, and then I love your body and the way you kiss me, and then when you're really tired sometimes you just use your hand-” “K-kristoff and Olaf are still here,” Elsa reminded her, cheeks dark pink. “Oh yea, I was just thinking that...”Anna admitted. How quickly she had forgotten! “We can go,” Kristoff offered. He said it quickly and eagerly. “No need.” Elsa took a deep breath and reached for Anna's arms, and as she grasped them a strong icy wind blew along Anna's exposed ankles under her nightgown. The force sort of pushed her up, made her get up on her feet and abandon her scrunched up, sad position. “I am getting this one to bed. She needs some attention I can't give her here.” If it were possible, Elsa's cheeks went even darker. “Oh? Cuddles?” Anna perked up as she stood with her sister, wobbling on her feet. Her head rushed and her stomach turned a little. She almost said something about it, but just opened her eyes wider as if that would help. “And there it is,” Elsa said with a faint hint of a smile. “I know that look. Say good night to Anna, Olaf. Sven too.” “Good night!” Olaf piped up. He was sitting on the floor by a circle drawn with a thin line of snow. Small round pieces of ice were scattered all around, some shattered, and a huge, splattered snowball on the ground about a foot away. Sven stood near the snowball, bowing his fancy, antler-filled head to both women. Kristoff was leaning against the wall, a guilty look on his face, but he still pouted. “What? Just Olaf and Sven?” “You've done enough, as I said!” Elsa snapped! “You know what happens when you get Anna wine-drunk and challenge her to ice marbles. It happens every time! Every! Time!” She practically growled out the last words, which made Anna swoon a little. Or maybe that was just the dizzies. She didn't know. “But she starts out having so much fun!” Kristoff protested. “And wine-drunk Anna is hilarious. She could tell jokes for money.” “Yea. Starts out fun. Until she breaks something, and then this happens! Then I have to take care of her in the bedroom before she can sleep!” Elsa said, wrapping both her hands around Anna's arm and starting to lead her away. “You complaining about that?” Kristoff asked with a smirk. Elsa's cheeks were burning. How was it possible for them to get so red? Anna suppressed a giggle. “Come on Anna, let's go,” Elsa told her and the way she used such a firm and controlling tone- “Yes Queen!” Anna replied. She felt much better than she had just a few minutes prior, and how could she not when Elsa was dragging her off to the bedroom? Her previous sadness over everything she'd ever done wrong in her life was gone, just like that. She loved the nights when Kristoff suggested a game of drunk marbles. If she had to guess, behind that embarrassed agitation, Elsa did too.