#i should write something to celebrate hehehe

[merakiui]

:)

[oomisluvr]

“We should get married.”

Japan is unusually hot this time of year, the humidity weighing heavy in your lungs. The cicadas sing their love for the warmer weather, celebrating a seemingly endless summer. 

You watch the busy intersection from Kiyoomi’s highrise balcony, idly watching the streetlights conduct the flow of traffic.

Green, green, yellow.

Yellow, green, red.

Red, red, red.

You snort, “What makes you say that?”

Kiyoomi takes a long drag from a cigarette, inhaling deeply then releasing the breath in a plume of smoke. It’s a nasty habit he picked up from watching his eldest brother, a habit he rarely lets himself indulge in due to his lifestyle.

He only does it when he’s anxious. Jittery. Nervous. He only does it when he absolutely needs to.

Lots of people think he’s a prude, a killjoy, robotic by nature. Twitter seems to consider him as barely human, but you’ve been around Kiyoomi to know his faults, his shortcomings. You’ve seen enough of him that he doesn’t have to pretend around you.

The first time he slid a cigarette between his lips, you could hardly believe it. 

Laid comfortably on expensive sheets, his hair wild from how you had been tugging on it earlier, swiping a lighter off his nightstand and pinching the cig between two fingers. You remember how he grinned at your disbelief, a handsome smile on his face at how he was able to catch you off guard, the smoke pooling above him in a wicked halo. 

It’s what people do after a good fuck, isn’t it? He had joked. Consider this a compliment.

You remember feeling special. You remember feeling exactly how you feel right now.

“You make me happy, and I think I make you happy, too.” You watch the smoke dissipate into nothing, remnants swept away by a warm summer breeze. The cicadas grow quiet, muffled by the sound of your heartbeat in your ears.

You shift your attention from the sky overhead to the spiker. You find he’s already looking at you.

“It just makes sense.” He says.

You falter, “We’re not even dating.”

“Does it matter?” His response comes quickly, “We love each other, don’t we?”

You avert your eyes from his, afraid to fall captive to his piercing stare. His hand finds yours, rubbing smooth circles against your knuckles with a calloused thumb. Kiyoomi brings your hand to his lips, laying a soft kiss to the skin there. You draw a shaky breath, inevitably melting into him when he pulls you into his side, pressing you into him completely.

You’re surrounded by his body heat, the spiker towering over you. You hate how soothing it is. You hate how well your body responds to him, your eyes snapping back to him in an instant. 

“I’ll take care of you,” His voice is hypnotic, equal parts captivating and petulant. You hate that you believe him, like always. “We’ll take care of each other. How does that sound?”

Your body betrays you. You feel yourself falling, the walls closing in until–

“Okay.”

Kiyoomi hums, taking another drag of his cigarette, and releasing the smoke into the night air. The carbon burns your eyes, and you cough at the second hand exposure. Kiyoomi’s grip on you tightens and the smoke curls around him, forming that same wicked halo floating against the edges of your memory.

You can hardly remember life before you met Kiyoomi, the memories as tangible as his cigarette smoke. Part of you thinks loving him was inevitable, inescapable. Truly, meant to be. 

You don’t care what the other part of you thinks. Or anyone else, for that matter.

You bring your eyes back to the city below you, watching the streetlights flash and flicker and change.

Green, yellow, yellow.

Yellow, red, red.

Red, red, red.

hehehe i wanted to write something romantic but also left a sick feeling in your tummy. is it toxic obsession or is he just a freak in love? up 2 u baby its whatever you want it to be but lmk if this is too creepy!! so i can tag it as nfsw so it can go with my darker content!! ok bye love as always, niko ♡

[velvrei]

hihiii it’s the anon that asked if you had any hansumfella requests yet !! i just had to feel out the scenery …

this is like a very loose requests so you can like fill in the gaps, but i was wondering if you could write something where reader is someone who’s lowk kind of famous and fella mentions on stream that she’s his celebrity crush and the clip get’s really popular and she ends up seeing it and wowow turns out she thought he was cute too and they end up texing and blah blah blah!

it’s not very detailed but it’s just something that’s been on my mind lately hehehe thank uuu

omg this is so cute yes ofc i can do this

not so nonchalant (part 1)

pairing: hansumfella x famous!reader

warnings: fluff!

summary: fella reveals on stream that you are his celebrity crush, and the clip gets popular enough for you to see it

tyler was sat at his desk, streaming and answering questions from the fans. he chuckled as he read the chat.

“favorite twin tower? okay guys, let’s ask, i don’t know, normal questions?” he says, adding a laugh as the chat blows up with laughs and he starts to read the real ones.

“do you have a girlfriend?” he reads another question, wanting to face palm, “guys, i don’t have a girlfriend we’ve been over this.” he says with a laugh. “‘and i’m sure you stalkers will find out when i get one anyway, cause you guys have already found my address, so.” he says, calling out the chat as many people comment stuff like:

user27: oh that’s not..

kittyluvr: we love u!

fellasbff: HELP

he continued answering questions, most of them unserious, until he saw one in the chat that caught his eye.

“who’s your celebrity crush, and don’t say ice spice.” he read from the screen, laughing at the end comment. “damn, i was gonna say ice spice too,” he joked, his tone obviously sarcastic.

he began to think, even though he knew he didn’t have to, and you were immediately on his mind. he wasn’t sure if he should outright say it, but he was a few drinks in from recording beeriokart not too long before so he thought, why not.

“i’ll give you guys an actual answer, you guys have probably had enough bullshit from em when it comes to these questions.”

the chat angrily agrees, “okay, okay!” he laughs, holding his stomach. “she’s a pretty famous tiktoker. she’s known for her humor and positivity, and she has a huge following on both youtube and instagram is well.”

the chat blows up with guesses and he can’t help but smile when he sees someone guess your name.

“it’s y/n, yeah,” he said into the mic, as the chat begins to go crazy. “she’s like super beautiful, but has a huge following so there’s no way she’d even know i exist. okay, anyways. next question.”

the chat all begins to fangirl, they’ve never heard tyler seriously talk about someone like that in a nice manner, so they knew he was down bad and wasn’t afraid to point it out.

a few days later, you were sitting on your bed scrolling through your phone, it was around 10pm. you scrolled from a random edit to see a clip of this funny guy you’d been seeing on your for you page recently. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have some of the edits of him saved to your phone.

you continued to watch the clip, it starting with him talking about the twin towers, which made you laugh, and then continues as he’s asked about his celebrity crush.

he joked before saying your name, making your mouth fall open. you weren’t expecting it, and given he was someone you had been watching recently, you were even more taken back.

you immediately went to his social media, slightly stalking as if you weren’t before, going to his instagram and following it.

on fella’s side, he practically jumped for joy when he saw the notification of your following him, however, once the realization sunk in of why you probably followed him, his heart dropped.

you decided to message him, kicking your feet as you sent the first message.

you: fella. i know what you did.

you said, laughing as you decided to scare him a bit.

him: i am quacking in my boots right now.

him: QUAKING. not quacking. god.

you: LMFAOO. i saw the clip, that’s all. just wanted to make your heart drop to your ass

him: you definitely succeeded! 😁😁😁😁😁

you: LOL i think it’s cute though like before i saw that i won’t even lie to you like im not gonna gas up your ego or anything 🙄

you: but i you were on my fyp a couple days ago and i may or may not have giggled at your videos…

him: WHAT.

him: is this a prank

him: am i being pranked right now.

you: NOO THIS IS NOT A PRANK FELLA I PROMISE.

you: but i saw the clips and may or may not have stalked your tiktok, instagram and twitter…

him: oh

him: OH.

you: LMFAO. anyways, staring over!

you: hi! you’re really funny

him: this is not happening rn

you: we should meet up

you: only for the fans ofc yk they would go crazy

him: wait no redo bc i’m supposed to ask you on the date

him: yk yk we should nonchalantly go on a date yk casually casual date where we get food and post pictures nonchalantly

you: HELP?

him: help is on the way🚨🚔

you: what if i say no now just bc you said that.

you: jk, yes i’ll go on the nonchalant date with you nonchalantly but you have to look nice

him: omg when okay

you: tomorrow?

him: OHBMY GOD

him: yes. that’s fine. i’ll pick you up at 7 tomorrow. i. am. being. nonchalant. i. promise. totally not freaking out rn

you: that’s cute awww

you: ILL SEE YOU TOMORROW!

him: SEE YOU TOMORROW 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁 (i’m dying)

…

part two here hehehe

[mikashisus]

CONGRATS ON 200!!!🎉🎉🎉 Oh my gosh yay that's so exciting!! I am very nervous to make a rq but I rlly like your writing hehehe...

Could you maybe write something with Kazuha and a fem reader from Mondstadt? I wish I could pull something a little more specific to ask for, but I was so excited I wanted to send something in right away >< . More than anything I just wanna see him a little more in your writing <3

Memory Weaver

summary: amidst the festivities for the annual north winds celebration, kazuha stumbles upon a knight who, although sharing a dance with him, seems to be way more important than she’s leading him to believe.

pairing: kaedehara kazuha x fem!mondstadt!reader

cws: brief mentions of starvation and misogyny.

notes: ANON ILY FOR THIS, i literally write mond mcs sm it’s a crime. i took LOTS of creative liberties with this - namely taking inspo from my current genshin series that u can find here!

i have a kazu fic planned in that au already, so i decided to go with the same au here!! except the mc here is way different from the mc in leaving london. hope u enjoy!!

wc: 3.3k

The ports of Eastern Mondstadt were as lively as ever despite the sheer cold weather that hovered over the land like a blanket.

Through the winding streets lined with vendors and huge crowds, a white haired man kept a firm grip on the sword sheathed at his side. He shivered a little as a biting wind rushed past. He was not used to this weather. Not after being out on the warm, rocky seas for so long.

A group of children nearby shouted in joy as they played together, one of them holding two Mondstadt hashbrowns in their hand. They waved the food around, signaling for the others to gather around so they could all share.

“Look! That kind man gave me these for free since today is the Festival of the North Winds!”

“It’s the whole week, genius!” Another kid retorted before munching down on their piece of a hashbrown.

“Does it matter? Let’s just eat!”

Before the children could fully dig in to their meal, a cheerful voice interrupted them. Kazuha stayed to watch the interaction, pretending to shop for goods at a vendor stall nearby as to not appear suspicious to the knight that had just arrived.

He watched as the knight ruffled the kid’s hair. She sent them all a big, warm smile as they looked up at her in awe and wonder. Their eyes were practically sparkling.

“Make sure you say your prayers first!” You scolded the children, placing your hands on your hips. “If you don’t give the Queen your prayers, then she might be unhappy and curse us!”

One of the kids, a girl smaller than the rest of the group, pointed at you accusingly. “No she won’t! My Mama says that Queen Catalina is a righteous, gentle god! And that she never harms anyone!”

A loud, hearty laugh escaped your mouth as you held your stomach. “Right you are!” Your laughs, which were akin to a melody on the wind, simmered into giggles.

“So we should be grateful for all that we have because of how kind Her Majesty is. That’s why we pray— because we are returning the kindness and love that she so graciously shows us. Do you understand?”

The children were silent for a few moments, mulling over your words, before they all let out gasps of astonishment. Without another moment of hesitation, they were clasping their hands together and quietly saying their prayers to the ever generous Queen of the North Wind.

As soon as they were done, you pulled something out of the bag tied to your belt. It was fresh bread you bought earlier that morning. You split the two long loaves into pieces and gave them to the children, a soft smile playing on your lips as they thanked you eagerly.

“Make sure to share with your families, okay? We need to feed as many mouths as we can this winter.” You told them, watching as they nodded vigorously and ran off, shouting their goodbyes back to you as they did so.

Kazuha smiled before turning away from the scene, tilting his head down to avoid the intense stare tossed in his direction.

He found it quite difficult to navigate through the city because of the current festivities. According to bits and pieces of conversations he picked up from the locals, an annual festival was taking place solely on this side of Mondstadt.

The land was divided between three gods. To the far West laid Decarabian and his sheltered city that was slowly but surely becoming larger by the year. He was rumored to be a tyrannical god, who refused to let his people wander past the wind barriers he created around his territory.

To the North rested the god of blizzards, Andrius— a Wolf King with an extreme temper. Supposedly, the land of Mondstadt was mostly uninhabitable because of him. He was not fond of humans, nor did he get along well with them. He preferred to stay in his patch of land and not cause them any harm, and they did the same by not wandering into his territory. It was a mutual agreement.

And of course, here in the East sat the magnificent Queen of the North Wind. Ruling over this part of Mondstadt for thousands of years, she was incredibly favored and adored by the people. Her kingdom was quite large, taking up almost the entirety of the oceanside and the mountains that separated the East and West sides of the region.

Unlike Decarabian, she was on somewhat good terms with Andrius. Their common enemy being the god of storms was what brought them together as allies. The forming of their peace treaty was what eventually birthed her title of “The Queen of the North Wind.” It was a title that matched Andrius’ “King of the North Wind.”

The Festival of the North Winds was supposedly created more than a hundred years ago in honor of Queen Catalina, Wolf King Andrius, and the Thousand Winds of Time. It is a week-long festival that not only worshipped the three gods, but was made to thank them for their continuous guidance and protection over Mondstadt.

Last year, the festival had to be cancelled due to a small dispute between Morax, a warrior god from Liyue, and Queen Catalina. The dispute, according to rumors, had been resolved pretty quickly, but due to the fear it had invoked in the people, the Queen deemed it necessary that the festival should not continue.

Kazuha noticed that the streets closer to the castle were more lively, and filled with more color. The crowds were bigger, and the city square was packed to the brim.

He remembered Beidou’s words from earlier that morning: “Go have some fun! This festival is only once a year, and who knows when we’ll be back in Mondstadt for another! Make the most of it, kid!”

There was no curfew— he could return to The Alcor whenever he wanted. As he was debating on whether or not he should return early, a great commotion drew him from his thoughts.

A gathering of knights grabbed the attention of the bustling crowds, politely asking everyone to stop and hear the words of their great Queen. A woman with curly teal hair and eyes bright as starlight gracefully descended the stairs, her bronze skin glowing under the sun and her hands clasping together neatly in front of her.

That was her— the infamous Queen of the North Wind, standing on the steps leading up to the castle.

Kazuha stopped in his tracks, his mouth falling open in shock. He was so close, he could make out each of her facial features, even the small mole on her left cheekbone, and he could recognize that the dazzling gem sitting around her neck was a diamond shaped like an eight-pointed star.

He doubted anyone standing where he had been moments ago could see her this well. He watched as she picked up the bottom of her sparkling, white gown and was helped onto a platform by her lover.

Her radiant smile was enough to dispel any worries the townsfolk harbored, and brought hope to those that had none. She cleared her throat, and with a voice as smooth as liquid gold, spoke with a certain eloquence that only a god could possess.

“My children, it is yet another year that the Thousand Winds bless us with their protection. If not for the protection of the goddess of moments, we would not be able to live our lives freely outside the rule of Celestia.”

Her ability to captivate an entire audience was to be admired. They hung onto her every word, and not a single person dared to interrupt her speech.

“Someday, you will live freely from the gods entirely. But until that day comes, I will stand with you, and continue to fight for that freedom and that future! I will continue to record these moments in my memories for future generations, so that they may understand the past to create a brighter future! With that said, we praise the Thousand Winds! Enjoy this festival, my children, and let these Winds endure for all Time!”

As she finished speaking, the crowd erupted into ear-piercing cheers. All around him, the people were celebrating, kicking off the festival with a bang as they downed barrels of alcohol and tossed confetti and cecilias into the air.

Kazuha watched with a newfound intrigue as the Queen stepped down from the platform and joined the festivities. Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that a god would mingle with mortals like this.

His eyes drifted to the knight that accompanied the Queen’s side, and his eyes widened once more as he recognized them as the knight he had seen earlier— the one who had given extra food to the group of overjoyed children.

You helped the Queen down from her platform and smiled graciously. “Amazing as always, Your Highness,” you said, letting her hand go as she placed it on your head. “Would you like me to fetch you a glass of Thousand Wind Wine?”

She shook her head. “Just enjoy the festivities, my dear Dovewing Knight. You work all year long, please just take a break for once. I’ll still be here when you return to the castle tonight.”

With a retort on your tongue, she grabbed your shoulders and walked you down the rest of the stairs, gently pushing you towards the crowds. “Have fun! I have Lowen here to protect me.”

You tossed an uneasy glance to the other three knights waiting eagerly for you with smiles on their faces. Turning back to the look at the Queen, you opened your mouth to protest once more, when your best friend, Leni, leapt towards you and grabbed your arm.

“C’mon! This happens once a year, (Name)! The only week we have off!” She yelled over the booming music in the square. “Let’s ditch our armor and go have fun like Her Majesty said!”

“But, we’re her Archangels, we can’t—“

“Let it go!” Mari chuckled, patting you on the back. The force of his hand hitting your shoulder made you toss a glare at him. He simply laughed. “Like she said, she won’t be going anywhere!”

You watched as your three fellow Archangel Knights removed their armor and handed it off to the Queen, who promised it wouldn’t get stolen during the festivities.

With a final groan of frustration escaping your lips, you did the same and followed your friends into the crowds. Leni linked her arm with yours and pointed to a dress shop. She jumped up and down, claiming the two of you needed to wear something fancy for the event.

As you flipped through a variety of handmade Mondstadt dresses, you couldn’t find one that caught your eye. Leni was able to find one in just a few minutes of entering the shop.

It was a short, orange dress that complimented her dark skin and amber colored eyes. The sleeves were billowy, allowing her arms room to breathe, and reached her elbows. She tied her curly, dark brown locks up into a ponytail and helped you pick out your own dress as soon as she paid for hers.

“Why not match the Queen and go for a white dress?” She suggested.

With careful deliberation— and a desire to join the festivities already —you picked out a long white, off shoulder dress and paid for it before leaving the shop.

Leni giggled as she dragged you around to all of the food stalls. She was more than happy to pay for your food, even if you scolded her for doing so every time.

You spent most of the first day of the festival with your best friend, who promised you that this year would be the best Festival of the North Winds that Mondstadt had ever thrown. Having only been appointed as the Queen’s elite Archangel Knights two years prior, you weren’t used to having free time like this anymore.

Being able to run around and enjoy the festival like you did in your youth brought back many memories of when you would spend this time of the year with your family. Silently, you thanked the Queen for allowing you to remember those memories, and for letting you have this week off to make the most of the festival.

Nighttime came fast, and with it, came dancing in the city square. The sun was setting over the horizon when the music picked up into a tune that made everyone want to dance.

It started with just a few people clearing the way, laughing and moving as if they were being carried along by the wind. Soon, the Queen and her lover, Lowen, joined in. The crowds cheered and threw out their praises as the two gods took the stage.

It was a magnificent sight— being able to watch the Queen twirl and flow as if she was one with the wind; as if it was guiding her along. After a few songs, she took a seat at a nearby table and ordered a few glasses of wine to enjoy as she laughed merrily and cheered on the other people who continued dancing in her stead.

Leni was the next to join the circle, dragging you in along behind her. The two of you, with much dancing experience, weaved your way between a multitude of couples and eventually lost sight of each other as others asked to switch dance partners.

A man with white hair ended up in front of you as the song ended, his face flushed as he panted heavily. The hand on your waist fidgeted before it pulled back slightly. He smiled gently at you, his crimson eyes welcoming and bright as he let go of your hand.

“You’re a wonderful dancer,” he told you as you took a step away from him to create space between you. “Pardon me if this sounds a little odd, but I was watching you before I got pulled in by the crowd myself. It was like watching flowing water in a stream.”

A small chuckle left your lips. “Poetic, though a little bland for my tastes. If you’re looking for compliments, I suggest you familiarize yourself with Mondstadt’s style of poetic charms.”

He raised a brow. “Oh? Is it that obvious I don’t hail from Mondstadt?”

“A little…” you trailed off as another song started, a slower tune this time, and he once again rested a delicate hand to your waist. You glanced down at the sword hanging from his hip. It wasn’t just any sword— it was a special Inazuman forged blade.

“That katana. It’s Inazuman. Handmade, correct?” You pointed out, searching his crimson eyes. He met your gaze with a small, almost fake, smile.

What was that about?

“You are correct. I would ask how you know, but you are a knight, are you not?”

You nodded. “Indeed.” He twirled you under his arm and you sighed blissfully, grabbing onto his hand once more as he pulled you back into his embrace. “I am one of Queen Catalina’s Four Archangels. It’s a pleasure to meet you, samurai of Inazuma.”

His crimson eyes flashed with recognition. He faltered in his steps a little, quickly recovering himself when you steadied him with little effort.

This could go one of two ways, you deduced.

On one hand, he could freak out and blubber his way through some sort of half-baked eloquent greeting and drop to his knees like half the citizens of Mondstadt did whenever you conversed with them. On the other, his brows could furrow with confusion and he’d give you a once over before questioning if your words were true.

No one ever expected someone like you to be one of the Queen’s elite soldiers. Whether it was because you were a woman or because you simply weren’t built like a knight, you didn’t know. You were more inclined to believe that it was the latter.

Though, you did receive a handful of comments from many people when you were first appointed about your gender. Most of them you ignored, because they were so downright stupid that it made you laugh. Others, you had half a mind to throw them in the dingiest cell in the dungeons for their incredibly disrespectful words. If the Queen had known of those insults, you were sure she would have personally sentenced them to death for their arrogance.

None of the two options you often encountered came to fruition. Instead, his reaction was an entirely different one altogether. You were not expecting him to treat you as if you were any other human being.

“You’re one of them? An honor, then, it is to meet you.” He said, his words flowing like honey from his mouth.

A poet was one who could charm their way into others’ hearts using their flowery language. You were more than familiar with poets— more so of the Mondstadt and Liyuean variety. Mondstadt poets oftentimes happened to be bards as well. They used their songs to tell stories of you and your friends’ adventures.

Almost all of them used their talents to charm their way into your good graces so as to avoid the law. However, their use of compliments and fine verses had no effect on you. As a knight, you swore an oath to protect innocents and keep everyone on equal standing in your mind. You could not let anyone get close, for fear of one day being the one to throw them into a cell.

Leni and the other two Archangels were special cases, though you knew that if they one day also betrayed the Queen, you would raise your sword against them without hesitation.

Letting go of your hand to take your other, the man watched as your expression soured. “Flattery will not get you anywhere with me, but I thank you for your cordiality nonetheless.”

The song ended, and the man let go of you as you stepped away from him. You sent him a polite smile. “Allow me to buy you some festival specialties. After all, this only happens once a year.”

He returned your smile and nodded. “That’d be wonderful, Miss…?”

“Oh! Right. How could I forget my greeting?” You stood ramrod straight and saluted him, the action coming naturally to you after doing it hundreds of times.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, foreigner to the Northern Winds. I, (Name) the Dovewing Knight and one of the Four Archangels of the god of memories, cordially welcome you to Mondstadt.”

He nodded curtly, bowing slightly as he placed a hand to his chest. “Thank you for the warm welcome, Miss (Name). I am Kaedehara Kazuha, a wandering samurai from Inazuma.”

You sighed softly as you relaxed your form. “Kazuha…” you tested the name on your tongue, finding it easy to flow out of your mouth. You hummed and nodded. “Well, Kazuha. Allow me to be your guide. What say you to spending this week with me?”

As a knight, it was your job to guide those new to Mondstadt and help them settle in. You weren’t sure how long Kazuha would be staying here, but you were determined to show him the joys of what it was like to live in Mondstadt during the festival season.

At least, that was the lie you told yourself to prevent your heart from continuing to race in your chest.

Kazuha’s smile was genuine this time as he visibly relaxed. “If a beautiful knight such as yourself is offering, then who am I to refuse you?”

Maybe it was the trick of the light, the glaring sun beating down on his face from over the horizon, but you could have sworn you saw a hint of red on his cheeks as he took your outstretched hand and stepped into a world completely unknown.

notes: i did not plan for it to be this long… it was going to be longer but i cut it short. if anyone would like a part 2, i’d be happy to make one! you can read more on catalina here! apologies for any errors, i didn’t edit the last half of this 🙏

© 2024 mikashisus. do not plagiarize, copy, repost, feed to ai, or translate my works to any other platforms.

[divine-knight-hand]

Worshiping the Masterpiece

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Pairing: Loki x Female Reader

Summary: Loki’s lover finally gains the courage to ask him about his Jotun form. When he lets her see it, she takes the moment as an opportunity to help him do a little confidence building… by kissing… and touching… and praising…

Content Warnings: Sub!Loki (but hints of him being a switch), Soft Dom!Reader, themes of insecurity, [heavy appreciation of] Loki in his Jotun form, handjob in front of a mirror, lots of praise, no oral (but just a little taste of cum!), and explicit consent

Notes: (Prepare for lengthy notes with mushy sentiments! Hehehe!)

Happy birthday, @sarahscribbles!!! I’m still pretty new-ish to this whole tumblr-fanfic-writer thing, and I ended up gravitating to her as one of the blogs I look up to the most (specifically in terms of Loki content). So, happy, happy, happy birthday, Sarah! Remember that your community loves you very much. May you get lots of presents, cake, and Loki love~

This piece was written as a contribution to her Birthday Celebration. I originally started writing using some of the prompts from the original post, but I soon lost motivation, only to remember that I had this idea on repeat in my mind sooooo long ago, and it resurfaced just in time for me to finally put it to paper. So, I didn’t end up using any of the prompts, after all. Maybe someday I’ll finish what I originally started for this challenge and post it anyways. Maybe…

All in all, it was kind of refreshing to be able to write a fic about Loki. I don't really write about him as much as I would like to, so this writing event gave me the perfect motivation to just jump right in. So, without further ado, here we go!

Word Count: 3,547

Dividers by @cafekitsune

“Absolutely not.” Loki’s eyebrows furrowed at my daring request. “I refuse to burden you with that monstrous visage.”

Loki’s response to me asking to view his Jotun form again was that of pure terror. He sat next to me on our shared bed, eyes frantically avoiding mine. He seemed a lot more timid than his usual confident disposition allowed. His hands were folded over his lap, fidgeting out of obvious discomfort at the idea of me seeing him resemble a frost giant.

The first time I saw Loki in his Jotun form, it was an accident. He was taking me on a tour of the castle vault, and all was well until I was left to my own devices. I wandered around the vault, admiring the architecture, as well as the artifacts, when I found myself walking backwards into the stand that held the Casket of Ancient Winters atop it. Loki happened to be in perfect range to step in and catch it as I knocked it off its pedestal, at the cost of revealing his birth form.

Amidst the chaos his panic created, he didn’t notice me watching the way his skin changed, or admiring the raised marks that accompanied its cerulean hue. I knew Loki was born on Jotunheim–and I knew of all the trials and tribulations this fact created throughout his childhood–but I’d never even heard Loki so much as mention the possibility of having another form connected to his Jotun roots. This was new to me. He replaced the Casket and rushed out of the vault before I could even form the words to tell him how beautiful he looked. How odd…

Since that day, I was determined to see him change again. It was like an obsession to me, the way it was constantly on my mind. I had to see Loki’s Jotun form again. I just had to. Now that I’d seen it once, I knew there was a part of him that I wasn’t experiencing all this time. I felt that I was missing out on sharing something important with my lover, and that didn’t sit well with me.

There were times I tried to hint at it subtly, only to get confused and alarmed looks from him in return. I should have expected him to catch on. Nothing flies over the head of the God of Mischief. There wasn’t any point to beating around the bush anymore. I decided to finally outright ask him to change forms, and this was the exact reaction I feared.

“Don’t talk about yourself like that.” I asserted. “Nothing about you is monstrous. Nothing. Do you honestly think that I could love a monster?” Before he even had the chance to sarcastically respond to my rhetorical question, I beat him to it. “No, because I don’t.” I reached over and grabbed his hands in mine. “I love you, and I want to experience every part of you. Every single one. Because, I want to be able to love every single part of you.”

I could almost see the gears turning in his mind as he began to consider the idea. “I don’t believe you understand the true nature of my birth form.”

“Then show me.” I insisted. “Teach me everything I don’t know about you. Please… I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide from me.”

“You will regret this, love.” With a defeated sigh, Loki conceded.

He made sure to remove my hands from his before the familiar green flash of his seidr marked his transformation. My breath hitched at the sight of all the changes to his appearance.

His skin turned an icy blue, and his face sported markings in the form of raised lines. His eyes, formerly a similar blue, now watched me intently with a ruby red, awaiting my response.

“Loki,” I breathed, my heart swelling with the joy of finally being able to see him like this again. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.”

He quickly looked away, ashamed. “As sweet as your lies sing to me, please don’t.”

“I would never lie to you.” I leaned in and slowly reached out my hand.

He flinched at first, but allowed me to cup his face, the chill of his skin cooling my hand. “How do you not hate this?”

“I’ve said, already,” I smirked at him. “I love you, and if this is you—which I know it is—then I love this, too.”

“But, I’m a monster…” Loki’s eyes began to glass over with tears, but none dared to spill over his cheeks.

“No, you’re not.” I leaned in until I could feel the chill radiating off of his face against my own. “You were only told that for far too long.”

“It’s all I’ve ever known.” He sadly confessed.

My heart shattered for him. It wasn’t fair that he had to face horrible treatment just because of where he came from. Growing up, he was constantly dehumanized by his own father. Politics didn’t exactly allow Asgardians to empathize with Jotuns. Loki didn’t have a clue as to why he was treated so poorly his whole life until his adult years. No wonder he hid himself for so long. He didn’t deserve to live like that. Not at all. I was determined to make sure he would never experience that kind of pain again.

“That’s awful.” I frowned. “I promise you that I’ll make you feel loved, no matter what you look like.” I leaned in and pecked the tip of his nose. “I guarantee it.”

I brought my other hand up to cup the other side of his face before pulling him into a kiss. I felt him tense up for a moment, but a sudden chill on my back accompanied the motion of him wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer to him.

When he deepened the kiss, it was colder than I expected it to be. Every point of contact I had with him sent a chill into my body, but I wasn’t cold. It was a comfortable chill. It was authentically Loki, and I wanted to explore this as far as I could go.

He pulled me onto him in a straddling position, our bodies crashing together as my hands wandered along the leather covering his back. I wanted to feel all of him. Since he swapped forms, it was like I fell in love all over again, and I was once again kissing him for the first time.

I was ravenous, wanting to touch as much of Loki as I could get my hands on, but I was also careful, fearing what could make him uncomfortable. My worries were put to rest when I felt a light twitch underneath me, and my own ache to have him began to build within me.

As we pulled apart, I left my hands cupped around his face, slowly tracing his markings with my thumbs. He’s just so beautiful~

“My desire for you could drive me to madness, darling.” He breathed, a smile ghosting his lips. “I do hope you’re aware.”

“I am.” I softly giggled.

“That being said, I have to have you, my dear.” His voice deepened to a growl. “Just give me a moment to return to my usual appearance.”

“Wait!” I interjected. “Why can’t I take you like this?”

“Are you off your rocker?!” Loki fired back, terror creeping back into his eyes.

“Maybe I am,” I retorted, “But I know that I want you like this, and you can’t change my mind on that.”

He just stared at me in utter shock, unmoving and unspeaking.

As the silence hung between us, an idea slowly crept into my mind. “There’s actually something I’d like to try, if you don’t mind.”

Loki let out a deep sigh, the shock in his expression lessening.“If you’re absolutely sure you want this, then I’ll be at your mercy. But, the moment something happens to you-”

“It won’t.” I cut in. “Because I know you won’t let anything happen to me.”

Loki frowned in disbelief, muttering, “Your optimism is dangerous.”

I stood up off of the bed, beckoning for him to follow me. “First, I want to see all of you. Would you mind stripping?”

“As you wish.” Loki lowered his head, his seidr removing his clothes with a flash.

I let out a soft gasp out of awe at the view. The icy hue continued from his head to his toes, as did the raised markings in his skin. They decorated his shoulders, chest, legs, and even his-

I felt arousal begin to pool between my thighs at the sight of his ornate length. “Loki…”

He looked back up at me, clearly anxious for my response. “Is this what you wanted?”

I quickly approached him and cupped his face in my hands, kissing him again. “It’s everything and more.” Loki’s cheeks blushed a light purple as I took him by the hand and led him across the bedroom to stand in front of a full-length mirror. “Do you trust me?”

“I trust you with everything I have, just as I’ve always done.” He responded, and I just knew he was being genuine. I could almost feel it emanating from his words.

“Kneel, my love.” I softly commanded.

Loki knelt in front me, exactly where I placed him. I smiled warmly down at him, stroking his cheek before moving to sit right behind him, looking over his shoulder at the mirror.

I looked over his reflection, my eyes lingering at how he instinctively spread his thighs as he sat on his heels, allowing his semi-erect cock to hang in the middle of the sinful display. He was almost ready, and fully accessible to me. I felt my ache for him thrumming between my thighs, but I quickly refocused on my mission when I noticed that he refused to meet his reflection’s gaze, instead looking away from me and the mirror entirely.

“Look, Loki.” I lightly coaxed his face back towards the mirror by his chin. “Look at how beautiful you really are.” I dropped my other hand near his inner thigh. “May I?”

“Please,” I could see eagerness flash in his eyes as he glanced at my reflection before looking back at his own.

I began to lightly rub along his thigh, my heart fluttering at his resulting shiver. “I want you to see how perfect you are as you’re overcome with pleasure.” His eyes fluttered closed as he shivered again, and I paused my motions. “Watch.” I reminded him.

His eyes flew open at my command. “Yes, of course.”

“Yes, what?” I felt a proud smirk tugging at the corners of my lips.

“Yes, mistress.” He corrected himself.

“There’s my sweet prince.” I sighed my praise as I resumed my motion on his thigh, noticing the twitch of his cock at my words. I began kissing him messily along his neck as my hand continued to tease him. When I brought my free hand up to trace the marks on his chest, I noticed the tension in his shoulders slowly melting away.

“M- Mistress, please…” He let out a low moan. “Please, I need more…” A bead of precum gathered at the tip of his fully grown erection, which now began to shine with a deep blush of purple, similar to that of his cheeks.

I moved from his neck to whisper in his ear, “If you want it, then you’ll have it.” I stroked his face with my free hand. “A work of art like you deserves to be worshiped and praised.” I lightly nipped his ear. “And I’ve been blessed with the privilege to make sure that you are. Now, sit tight, my prince.”

I rose to my feet and moved, swift as the wind, to our dresser for lubricant to cover my hand with before returning to my original place with Loki in front of the mirror. “Tonight, I plan on fucking you with my hand, leaving your whole body on display for the both of us. I want you to see that you are no monster. You’re a masterpiece, and deserve to be treated as such.” I gave his shoulder a light squeeze with my free hand. “If you wish to stop at any time, you can always use our safe word. You remember it, don’t you?”

“I do.” His words were just above a whisper.

“Very good.” I kissed him on the cheek. “Then let’s begin.” I started to slowly stroke his cock with my lubricated hand, earning another shudder, accompanied by a contented sigh, from him. “I just have one rule for you…” Loki turned his head to look at me with curiosity before I softly turned it back to the mirror with my free hand. “You have to watch the whole time.”

“Ah- Mmm…” He let out a clipped moan before responding. “Yes, mistress.”

“Very good.” I slowly stroked all the way from the base of his cock to the tip before swirling my thumb in small circles on the head and stroking back to the base. Each time I teased the head, a small growl emanated from the back of his throat, only to crescendo into another moan when I stroked back down to the base.

I felt each of his markings against my hand with every stroke, and I wondered for a moment how they would feel against my inner walls. I felt arousal thrumming between my thighs again. Focus, damnit!

But, focusing was difficult. No matter how I looked at Loki, my eyes always returned to his elaborately decorated cock. It was as if I walked into an opulent dining room, only to end up staring at the shiny centerpiece all throughout dinner. It was the center of attention in an already artistic scene. I struggled to find the perfect words to convey these thoughts, so I kept my praise simple.

“You have such a pretty cock~” My words were a sultry whisper against his skin, accompanied by the kisses that I peppered along his jaw. “I can’t wait to pleasure it in every way I know how. Would you like that, my prince?”

“Y- Mmm… Yes, mistress.” Loki struggled to respond between moans.

“I would like that, too.” I peeked up at the mirror to make sure that he was still looking. He was. How obedient~

Not only was I filled with the pride of seeing him willing to do as he was told, but I also noticed the way his chest moved with each heavy breath he took, which it typically did when I dominated him. His breathing would grow labored as I teased him before he finally found the words—or word fragments—to beg me for more.

His hair also didn’t change. It tumbled down his angular face in its usual raven locks, the smallest of curls lying slick against his forehead as a sheen of sweat glued them there.

And just under it were his eyes. Though they shone a bright red, his pupils were blown wide with lust, leaving a sliver of red around the edges. Save for their usual blue color, his eyes looked exactly the same as they usually did. It was comforting to see that even though he changed, there were familiar parts of him to remind me that he was still my Loki.

Although, change is nice~ I thought as I allowed my free hand to roam his chest again, tracing the markings until I approached his hips. I reached down and began to fondle his balls, still keeping pace on his cock with my lubricated hand. His eyes were lidded as he quickly neared an ecstasy-born stupor. He used one of his hands to steady himself on the ground as the other wound into his hair, ruffling it with each pass he made with his fingers.

“Yes, I would love to please you.” I continued my earlier thought. “To worship you like the god you are. You deserve that. You deserve to have someone willing to offer you their service. Even as your mistress, I wish to satisfy you.” I sped up the pace of my hand on his cock, and a whimper escaped his throat. “You look so regal, my love. Do you see it? Do you see how, even as you sit bare in front of me, you still look elegant enough to sit upon the Asgardian throne?”

“N- no, mistress…” Loki’s voice cracked as he let out another moan.

“Hm. That’s unfortunate.” I mused. “Maybe someday I should suck you off as you’re seated upon it. I’m sure that would help you see what I see.”

Loki bucked his hips into my hand. “M- mistress…” His voice curled into a light sound that almost resembled a whimper. “Feels good… Feels so- Mmm… good…”

“It’s about time you felt something other than pain while showing this part of who you are.” I trailed kissed back up his neck to his ear before whispering, “You’re still watching?” I glanced at the mirror to see him still looking, just as I’d asked him to. “That’s my sweet prince. I’m so glad you’re heeding my directions tonight. This is all for you, after all.”

“Yes, mistress.” Loki gritted his teeth, his eyes squeezing shut in pleasure before they shot back open as he remembered my command. “M- Mistress…?”

“Yes, my love?” I felt a small surge of concern rush through me. “Is something wrong?”

The soft whine he let out clued me in to what was happening before he even responded. “I- I’m close… Mmm- May I cum? …Please?” His last plea was no more than a breathy whisper. He needed this. Desperately. And who would I be to deprive him of it?

“Cum for me, my prince.” I purred. “You’ve been so good tonight. You deserve to. Come on, show me how your pretty cock looks when it’s dripping with cum.”

“Ohhh, mistress… Ah-” Loki practically screamed my name as his eyes rolled back, ropes of cum painting his thigh in a milky white.

I helped him ride out his high as his cock twitched in my hand, spilling his seed. Every time I thought he’d finished, he’d release what seemed to be another load with a roaring moan and a full-body shiver. I just kept stroking his cock while softly kissing along his neck and praising him until the last of it slowly dripped out over my fingers and he was left panting.

“That’s it, my prince.” I sighed against his neck. “You were so good for me. I’m so proud of you.” I finally let go of his cock and brought my hand to my mouth to slowly lick the cum off of my fingers. “Mmm, and you taste so good~”

“Mmm, darling,” Loki’s voice wavered as he took on a cautionary tone. “If you carry on like that, I just might grow hard again.”

“Then I’ll have no choice but to take care of you again.” I playfully walked my now clean fingers up his shoulder. “And again… and again… and again…”

“I like the sound of that.” He chuckled softly as our eyes moved back to the mirror in front of us.

I looked him over again, my eyes lingering over each part of him, almost as if my brain could take a snapshot his beauty. His hair was thoroughly ruffled, sweat shone on each curve of his skin, and his cock hung limply between his thighs once again, having spent its cum onto one of them. I watched as it began to slide down his thigh, following the raised markings before nearing the floor.

“You truly admire this, don’t you?” Loki’s question interrupted my thoughts.

“I do.” I answered without hesitation. “And I won’t be satisfied until you do, too.”

“You stubborn woman.” Loki lightly chuckled. “I will say, if this is the treatment my Jotun form entitles me to, then maybe it’s a sight I could get used to.”

I couldn’t keep back the cheesy grin my mouth curved into. “I’ll take it.” I crawled around him to sit between him and the mirror, holding my hands out to him.

He smirked and took my hands in his. “I feel compelled to thank you.”

I cocked my head in curiosity. “Hm? What for?”

He leaned closer to me, and I leaned in to meet him in the middle, electricity crackling in the air between us. “For loving the ugliest parts of me, and cherishing the things that I’ve only ever frowned upon.”

“Oh, Loki,” I squeezed his hand. “You take yourself too seriously. As soon as you stop criticizing yourself, I know you’ll lead a happier life.” I brought the same hand up to my lips to brush a soft kiss onto it. “Now, come on. You must be tired. Let me clean you up, and then we can cuddle for the rest of the night.”

“Of course.” Loki’s eyes conveyed a sweet sense of innocence… It was too sweet. He must have had other plans.

My suspicions were confirmed when he leaned in towards my ear and whispered. “Though, I believe I still have some dues to pay before we carry on with our night. Don’t you?”

I felt my ache for him quickly returning all at once. “Oh, you-”

Before I could finish my teasing remark, Loki had me trapped in another kiss.

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👻,💡and 🎨

heheh, hallo fellow CrossStitch fan! i'll answer these for Soul Eater.

👻 What is your wildest headcanon?

probably that spirit never cheated. i have made many a tumblr post about this (man i should have tagged those explicitly....) and whenever i bring up the topic (except to a couple good friends) it creates instant ire, backlash, arguments... i rather think there's an entire discord server that dislikes me due to this very headcanon looool.... but the thing is, i don't think it's a wild idea! just everyone else does. meanwhile 1) a five year old maka whose mama is gone is not a reliable narrator, and 2) a divorced man is allowed to cast his gaze elsewhere, and 3) we truly have no evidence he ever did cheat. literally all we have is toddler maka's claims and the scenes she shows us in that flashback from the first prologue are easily, easily interpreted as people fawning over a celebrity and spirit is THE celebrity (and dancing with people is normal social behavior since when is dancing with not your spouse a crime???? in what culture???? seriously). i have written essays on this AND I'LL WRITE THEM AGAIN! stopping myself here or i'll go on for ages.

💡How many WIPs do you currently have?

for.... just soul eater.... uhm. well. if we count individual documents, approximately 50. but three to four of those documents are....anthologies, with many many one-shots contained therein.... so we're looking at closer to 80 WIPs just for soul eater..... and most but not all of those are stein/spirit focused or focused on one of the two. i do have other things tho, like a soul-centric pre-canon multi-chap huehue. if we wanna talk about all my fandoms tho.... uh well... for kim possible (Drakgo ship mostly) there's over 300 WIPs.... let's ballpark my total across all fandoms at approximately 500 💀💦💦💦💦💦

🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

oh goodness... i truly don't know. i've already received so much beautiful fanart, and it's utterly humbling. i think... the true answer to this is, i want to see what impacted a reader. if there were a specific moment or scene or line or look that meant something to a reader, then i'd want to see that expressed. as a writer i love knowing how my writing impacts others. so to know what meant something to someone else would be the greatest gift.

thank you for the ask! ^^

[justhere4kpop]

Orion-versary!

Pairing: Yeosang/Hongjoong/Wooyoung x reader

w/c: 847

genre: Fluff!! Headcanons!

rating: Sfw

networks: @cromernet, @wonderlandnet, @illusionnet

divider: @cafekitsune (please go love and support they're amazing!)

a/n: This is for my very special one-year anniversary with one of my best friends in the world!!! Happy Orion-versary @nebulousbrainsoup!!! This is only part 1 because I wanted to do all your biases but I liked the Ateez one too much to wait. heheh you've been stuck with me a whole year bestie.

-Hongjoong

- Either plans the whole day around it or forgets, no in between. - When he does remember it’s romantic, man has a heart of gold. - Debates if he should blindfold you so you don’t look at others - He definitely writes a song for you -he is probably way too shy to sing it live but will when you get home - Ask for your input on the new album, yes you get to hear it before anyone else even Eden. You love hearing his raw vocals like that. Probably asks for you to be there while he’s recording some of it. - Calls Jjoongrami your son - Takes you out to dinner at your favorite spot - Flowers, gifts, the whole nine yards. He loves spending his money on you (sugarbaby??) - Has everything planned down to midnight, if it’s a big anniversary you’ll be traveling, if it’s just a normal one he’ll make it special if he’s performing he’ll make the crowd sing for you, or at least the guys on stage. Maybe bring you up so they can smash cake in your face since you thought it was so funny when it happened to him. - if he forgets, he’s rushing to make it up to you, your favorite takeout, your favorite movies, a pillow fort, flowers, he’s doing everything he can to say sorry. It’ll be hilarious when you have to admit you forgot too because you’ll be sitting there wondering why this man is doing so much. “Joongie you ok?” - Realizes you truly are perfect in every way, of course, you both forgot…

-Wooyoung

- This man will cook a glorious feast! I’m talking about all your favorites. 100% about you. - If he doesn’t know how to make one, he will definitely call your mom or dad to get the recipe or at least the name so he can look at a recipe. -is he a romantic? Absolutely. Showers you in affection all day. -cuddles, hugs, kisses, shoulder rubs, naps together, -He asked for the day off, he had to otherwise he couldn’t set up everything he wanted “No no no! Close your eyes it’s not ready yet!!!” “Wooyo I’m sure whatever you’re planning is more than enough…” -If he’s planning something big he starts to blabber and stumble and stutter since he wants everything to be perfect, especially popping the question. -Sounds like he’s rapping because he’s getting too flustered and off-track -He has a plan but also doesn’t mind being spontaneous if the moment arises -Sure he planned a picnic but there happens to be a fair in town? Yeah, absolutely you’re going. It starts raining halfway through a walk and you happen to be by a waterpark? Why not! It’s hot and you’re at the beach and ice cream is available? He will be buying every flavor to try with you. Sorry. -He wants to show you off in his way so he’s just posting you all over his Instagram story with captions like “My baby” “My baby so pretty/so cute” “Look at my perfect person!” “Gotcha!” “Caught in 4k” “Should be in jail for looking so fine.” -At the end of the day just wants to wrap you in the coziest things and keep you tight against him, no one else is allowed to even look at you…he’ll bite their ankles.

-Yeosang

- Yeosang is socially a quieter person so his way of celebrating is def somewhere where you’re both comfortable, that doesn’t make it any less he just has his way of doing it. - He’d probably set up a movie marathon, or take you out shopping, he’d love to play games and build things with you. He’d try to keep work things to a minimum but he’d also maybe ask for your feedback on the dance he’s learning. Might even teach you a few dance moves himself. - Asks what his contact name in your phone is. “My Doberman?” “Hehet..finally” He probably has you saved as “Dober-them” or “Doberwoman.” But in reality, it’s defo “Love of my Life.” “My Sunshine.” “Blue Bird.” - You have an entire collection of Hetmongi and Hethetmon. Those are your children. He’ll take them with you to the park - Wants to get a dog with you. “No, we’re not naming him Hetmon.” “Aww come on it’s cute!” - He listens to everything you tell him and stores it in his brain in a filing cabinet labeled you. He remembers your favorite flowers, colors, foods, candies, and drinks. He knows not to let you and San go drinking together because you get loud. - You and San fight over him and he secretly loves it. “Fine, I’ll let you borrow him.” San pouts. “Oh yeah, I’ll borrow MY boyfriend.” “OUR BOYFRIEND!” - Maybe you plan the dinner so you can spend it with all the people you love, but in reality. He has his gift waiting for you at home, on his nightstand so that way it can be a private moment…so he doesn’t get nervous the guys will hoop and holler when you say yes…of course you’ll say yes.

[kindestofkings]

a mastermind [1]

ryan mcmahon x reader

faceclaim:phoebe bridgers

authors note: k so this is kinda an all over the place fic but I had a lot of fun making it so ENJOY! @orangeinecstasy a fellow ryan appreciator, thanks for the brainstorming 🫡

2020

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[lovelynim]

Drunken Love

Genshin Impact - Kazuha x Tomo

Collab with @softmacchiato

A/N: Ayyy, our first collab is finally out! I'm so happy I got the chance to collab with @softmacchiato HEHEH *cahem*

Anyway, I hope you guys had as much fun as we did writing this

Summary: After hanging out with some friends, Tomo decides that Kazuha had enough drinking for the night and decides to take him back home

Word count: 2254 words

Warnings: Clear mentions of alcohol consumption

The crowd cheered, raising their cups before starting another round of drinking. The samurai weren’t sure, at that point, what was behind their little celebration anymore. It, however, didn’t stop any of them from chugging another cup dry. Well, not all of them. Sitting in one of the corners, Tomo watched the rest of the group unamused, giving all his attention to the white-haired guy next to him while moving his index finger in circles on the edges of the cup. 

“Are you sure you can handle this much, Kazuha? ~” Tomo sighed, with a pinch of worry in his heart as he saw the smaller guy take another sip.

“‘Course…” Kazuha hiccuped as he finished his drink, comically leaning his head back as he turned the cup a near full 180 degrees to get the last drop of booze in his mouth. 

Tomo chuckled as he watched his friend desperately fish for the last of the booze before gently pulling the cup away from him. ‘That’s enough for him for the night…’ he thought, holding the cup a little higher, making sure the other wouldn’t snatch it back.

Kazuha loved drinking and he didn’t blame him. But Kazuha also didn’t listen to his body, continuing to drink, drink and drink until he was too drunk to even stand. Luckily, Tomo wasn’t much of a drinker and he understood his limits. So he took it upon himself to watch how much Kazuha drank and, usually, stopped him at a good point where Kazuha was drunk enough to slur his words and stumble about, but wouldn’t have a hard time navigating through the next morning. 

Tomo sighed, watching Kazuha begin hiccuping and giggling to himself over seemingly nothing. Kazuha had been staring out towards the rest of the room, giggling at Archon's know what, a loopy smile plastered on his face as he swayed in his seat. Tomo chuckled. He already found Kazuha’s mind fascinating on a regular basis but when Kazuha was drunk it was definitely something else. He clutched onto Kazuha’s cup to keep it out of his hands, Kazuha was drunk enough already.

“Give… it back, Tomooo.. ~” The smaller one whined once he noticed the cup away from his hands, trying to take it back from his friend, who was holding the cup out of his reach. Pouting, Kazuha was barely aware of the redness of his face, staring at Tomo with annoyed and half-closed eyes.

“No,” Tomo replied with a chuckle, placing both his and Kazuha’s cups away, more to the center of the table. Barely disturbing the group’s conversation, he leaned a little closer to the other man, before resuming their little argument, “I think we should head back, yes? We have a lot to do tomorr-”

He stopped at the middle of his sentence, noticing how Kazuha’s mind had already drifted away. Tomo placed his hand on the boy’s forehead, pushing some of the bangs away from his face and making him lift his head and look back at him. Staring him at a close distance, he could admire the redness in his face’s features. “Are you even listening to me, Kazuha?” Tomo complained, trying to sound annoyed, despite being amused at the cute and helpless state of his friend.

“Heheh…” A quiet giggle was Kazuha’s answer, with a lost look in his eyes.

“Sigh, what’s so funny now?” 

“You are so… handsome, heh…” 

“Yeah, yeah, you are pretty cute, too,” Tomo muttered, letting out a nervous chuckle. He stood up, placing his hand at Kazuha’s shoulder to make sure he would stay still and turned to the group, speaking a little louder to make sure he would be heard through the loud crowd.“I think we are heading back now, guys, but thanks for tonight!” 

“Oh, bye! Bye!” 

Kazuha waved and sang goodbye as Tomo ushered him out of the tavern. Kazuha’s happy smile was beginning to pull at his heartstrings and he needed to get out of the public eye before he lost his mind. 

This was actually the main reason behind why he wanted to leave in the first place. Yes, Kazuha was drunk, but Tomo was sure he wouldn’t be able to stop himself if Kazuha continued acting so cute. Not that Tomo was embarrassed about their relationship, show Kazuha some affection or anything like that, he just wanted to keep most things between the two of them… Like how he wanted to kiss all over Kazuha’s blushing face until he was giggling in his arms. 

“Hmmm… where are we going?” The smaller samurai lazily asked, dragging the words out of his throat. With his attention span shortened due to the alcohol, it took him a couple of seconds to stray from their path.

“We are going- hey, Kazuha! Don’t go there,” he scolded his partner, reaching his hand out to him again, but, this time, firmly holding at Kazuha’s wrist. “Sigh, we are going back home, Kazuha.”

“To… your home?” Kazuha asked, stumbling every now and then as he tried to keep up with Tomo’s pace as he pulled him by his wrist. 

Tomo rolled his eyes at the question, but supposed it would be better to not give it much thought. “Yes, my home.”

And just as these words reached the other man, he felt Kazuha trying to jerk his hand away from his grip. Scared at the idea of possibly hurting his boyfriend, Tomo quickly let go, turning around and facing Kazuha with a concerned look. For some reason, he seemed angry. “K-Kazuha? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

“I can’t go to your home,” he said firmly, pouting and holding his wrist where Tomo was holding him just moments ago. 

“What? Why not?”

“I have a boyfriend, you know?”

Tomo opened his mouth to protest, but the words just wouldn’t come out. As the confusion struck him, the man squatted in front of his partner, face palming as he started giggling. “O-oh, you do?”

“Yes,” Kazuha nodded. “So, I can’t go home with you…” 

Tomo giggled again as Kazuha frowned at him. “What does your boyfriend look like?” 

“Well… He’s really tall, he’s got blond hair, and he ties it up which makes him look really handsome…” Kazuha began describing his boyfriend as Tomo smiled at him. It was flattering to hear Kazuha talk about him like this - Kazuha was always too shy to spill these thoughts without them being in some sort of elaborate haiku… But in these moments, Tomo gets to hear Kazuha’s raw thoughts about him. 

“Is that so?” Tomo asked, inching closer to Kazuha as the drunk nodded. 

“Yes, so I have to go home to him,” Kazuha insisted. 

“Let me take you there, then,” Tomo sighed softly, thinking it would be the best way to avoid that silly discussion, “I’m sure he is worried about you, don’t you think?”

Kazuha stopped in silence, giving it some thought or, at least, trying to, since the alcohol was still running in his veins. “...fine, you can take me there,” he mumbled, looking at Tomo. And, just like that, before he could say another word, the taller male turned his back to him, wrapping his arms around Kazuha’s legs and picking him up.

“W-what are you doing?” Kazuha gasped in surprise, wrapping his arms around Tomo’s neck tightly, afraid of falling to the ground.

“Hahah, calm down, Kazuha, I’m just giving you a ride. I can take you to your boyfriend’s place faster like this,” Tomo chuckled, sparing the other of the fact that he was going too slow for his taste and, by giving him a piggyback ride, he wouldn’t have to worry about the samurai straying from their path or stumbling over nothing.

“Fine… but how do you know where he lives..?”

“Ahh, he is… a really known man around here, heh… Everyone knows him, you are lucky to have him,” Tomo said cockly, starting to walk while he felt Kazuha resting his chin on his shoulder, close to his neck.

With arms wrapped around him, the taller male continued his path, carefully taking step by step as they went down a set of stairs. He felt when Kazuha slightly leant his head on his, almost as if in the blink of a good night's sleep.

“A-ah..!”

A surprise gasp escaped Tomo’s lips, however, when he felt his boyfriend’s warm breath on his neck. A hot, slow stream of air that made him freeze on stop, tensing up his muscles as his only worry was to not drop his partner on the ground.

“H-hey, Kazuha… can’t you move your he-hnng!! H-hehey!”

Now, it was a giggle’s turn to break free from his lips. As Kazuha slightly shifted his head’s position, his hair brushed against Tomo’s ear, making the taller one shudder as he tried to hold back his laughter. Stopping in the middle of the street, he stomped his feet, trying to recover some balance as Kazuha continued to nuzzle against the side of his neck, sending ticklish shivers down his back.

“C-cohohome on, stohohop this, K-Kazuha! ~” The blonde whined,clenching his hands into fists as he lowered his head, trying to evade his boyfriend’s.

“Hnng… stop moving…” Kazuha muttered, quiet enough to be almost inaudible. He tightened his hold around Tomo’s neck, forcing him to fix his posture and move his head back into Kazuha’s reach. 

“A-ack! K-Kahazuhaha, d-don’t!” The man gasped, nearly stumbling over his own legs as his boyfriend sighed deeply on his neck, teasing him with his warm breath again.

“...I wanna go home…”

“F-fihihine, but stohohop with thehe t-tickling!” 

Kazuha squinted his eyes, making Tomo let out some stiff giggles again as he moved his head again. “...I’m not tickling you… you are being loud,” he complained, resting his chin on Tomo’s shoulder while the other caught up his breath.

“And whose fault is it?” He snapped, turning his head to look at his boyfriend’s sleepy face, the scent of alcohol was still strong. Sigh, there was no point in talking to him right now… “just… stay still, alright? We will get home in no time.”

“...hmph, fine,” Kazuha sighed, sending another shiver down his boyfriend’s back before he finally started to walk again.

One step after the other, Tomo finally managed to pick up his pace. It was pretty late already and staying in the streets at that hour would do the couple no good - well, it wasn’t like they couldn’t protect themselves in case anything happened, but better safe than sorry, as the saying goes.

The taller male was sure that, at some point, Kazuha dozed off on his shoulder. He amused himself with the quiet, but heavy snoring as his boyfriend seemed to fall into a peaceful rest, being extra careful as he walked to not wake him up. 

After a couple more steps, Tomo smiled at the sight of his home, slightly shaking his shoulder to wake up his partner. “We are almost there, Kazuha…” he hummed, content.

“...hm? Ah… good, I’m tired,” he mumbled, sleepness adding to the alcohol in the grogginess of his voice. 

“Just bear it a little lon- GYAH- K-Kazuha!” Tomo squealed, freezing on the spot again as he felt his partner’s lips against the side of his neck. He could feel the heat spreading over his cheeks, panicking as Kazuha seemed to have woken in a completely different mood.

“...I want to go to bed and…” he pressed his lips against the bottom of the blonde’s ear, whispering his drunk, dirty thoughts into his boyfriend's ear. The taller male tried to scrunch up his shoulder in an attempt to protect himself - he could feel Kazuha smiling against his skin, that little brat…

“L-lehehet’s get i-inside, Kazuhahah….” He whined softly, a shy smile already cracking up his facade. They were so close, why did he have to start messing with him now?!

“You are… so sensitive today, Tomo…” The other mused, fiddling with his boyfriend’s clothes before he slid one of his hands inside the chest window on the blonde’s clothes, feeling the warmth of his skin. “It’s almost… funny, heh.”

“You- ahah, n-noho!” He giggled, feeling the ticklish feeling spread from his neck, laughing whenever the other kissed a slightly different spot. “P-plehease, I’ll drohohop you!”

Kazuha, however, seemed to ignore his boyfriend’s pleas, sliding his hand further inside his clothes and planting another kiss against the back of his neck. With his other hand, Kazuha raised a finger, holding it out in front of Tomo’s smiling lips. “You’ll wake up our neighbors… let’s go home, Tomo.”

Tightening the grip around his legs to make sure he would fall off, Tomo tried to furrow his brows - despite not being able to hold his giggles or hide his smile. “Aha- y-yohohou,” he stopped himself from talking, biting his inner lip as he held back a chuckle. “Y-you were sohohober?”

A soft chuckle came from behind as Kazuha rested his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder again. The little nap while being carried around helped him come back to (most of) his senses, but he didn’t want it to end like that - not so soon. 

“Hmm… no, I’m still a little tipsy, Tomo… Please, take me home ~”

The taller male sighed, using the little break from the teases to take a deep breath. “You are done when we get ho- ahahah, c-cohohome on!” His laughter interrupted him, once again, as he saw no other option, but to keep walking. That night would be longer than he expected…

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Gui Year of the Dragon Reward 4* Card Story

(note: The cast members that are dragons were sent to perform at an outdoor festival celebrating the year of the dragon.)

chapter 1 -festival grounds-

kongou: Looks like this is where they’re holding the kite flying competition.

gui: …There’s a lot of people here. Are they all competitors?

sinju: Some of them are probably just here to watch. It’s fun just getting to watch kites being flown too.

mizuki: Who cares how many people we’re up against. We’re gonna win and get that high end beef prize!

saki: Please do your best, everyone.

hari: That tent over there must be the reception desk. I’ll go and sign us up.

-time pass-

hari: Thanks for waiting, I’ve acquired the kite materials.

sinju: Materials?

hari: Yes, the kites are set up to be custom made by the participants.

mizuki: What? Why? That’s too much work, you guys do it. Peace.

-mizuki leaves-

kongou: Hey, wait! Mizuki!

hari: …He’s already gone.

sinju: What~!? But he was so fired up just a second ago?

gui: Want me to chase after him?

kongou: When he gets like that he’s not gonna change his mind even if you do catch him…

hari: Let’s not worry about him. We’ll make the kite ourselves.

-time pass-

hari: First choose a kite shape and design and then once it’s affixed to the frame it’s complete.

sinju: I see, this might be a bit harder than I first thought.

hari: It’s so everyone can participate in the event in our own unique way. If we have the time, I think it’s a good idea.

kongou: Ok, how about we pick what shape we want first?

sinju: Let’s see, what do we have here. There’s a square kite, a diamond kite and there’s even fish shaped ones.

saki: They all look cool, don’t they?

gui: Which one is the best?

sinju: Hmm, I’m not sure. The answer would depend on who you ask.

hari: Rather than the shape itself, it appears the key factor is how you affix it to the frame. The requirement for a kite to fly well is for it to be attached right in the middle of the frame, achieving bilateral symmetry.

kongou: In that case, we can just choose whatever we prefer for the shape and design right?

hari: For the design, we should naturally go for one that has a dragon.

sinju: Doesn’t the diamond shaped one look cool?

gui: …….

kongou: If you’re interested Gui, do you want to be the one to put it together?

gui: Can I?

hari: If you need help I’m here. There’s no harm in challenging yourself.

sinju: If Gui does it I’m sure it’ll turn out well since he’s dexterous. I’m in agreement!

gui: Ok. I’ll give it a go.

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chapter 2 -festival grounds-

saki: How is the setting up of the kite going, Gui-san?

gui: I’m just doing some finishing touches then it’ll be ready. Look.

saki: Wow, it looks great!

kongou: Yeah, you’ve done pretty well haven’t you? It looks like it’s going to fly up real high.

gui: Hari helped me create it. We’re going to compete with this kite.

kongou: Yeah, let’s do our best in the competition.

sinju: It’s finally time to start flying. So the rules are that the team that can fly their kite the highest wins?

kongou: Yep. How about we let Gui fly it first since he was the one who made it?

gui: Ok. I’ll give it a go.

-gui starts flying the kite-

kongou: The trick is to properly read the direction and strength of the wind. Do your best.

saki: Oh, it’s flying!

gui: But it’s so low… The other kites are so much higher up in the sky.

sinju: Here, let me take it for a moment.

-sinju flys the kite-

saki: Uwah, it’s slowly getting higher and higher!

sinju: Heheh, I’ve flown kites, played badminton, played with spinning tops and done all sorts of things like this with my grandpa. When it comes to new year’s activities you can count on me.

hari: A dragon soaring high in the sky is a good omen.

sinju: …Hm? Wait, there’s something written on our kite’s tail… It says ‘A performance by dragons to commemorate the year of the dragon, this afternoon on the main stage’…!?

kongou: That’s some crazy good hand writing…

hari: I wrote it. It was the optimal spot to advertise our show.

kongou: Hahah, so that’s why.

sinju: Ah, Saki-chan. The wind isn’t too strong at the moment so do you want to try flying the kite?

saki: Yes, I’d like to.

-saki flys the kite-

sinju: Make sure you keep the string taut. If it starts to loosen, pull on it a bit and adjust it so that it’s taut again.

saki: …Like this?

sinju: Yeah that’s it! You’re a natural.

-sky-

gui: …The kite is flying so high.

kongou: Yeah. The dragon that you made is soaring magnificently into the sky.

-time pass-

mizuki: Huh? Where are all the kites at?

sinju: You’re finally back, Mizuki! The kite flying competition has already ended.

mizuki: Oh, really? Then where’s our meat?

gui: We came second. There’s no meat.

mizuki: What? You didn’t win!?

kongou: The result may be disappointing but I think it ended up being a good advertisement for our show.

mizuki: Tch, is that so? Well whatever, if there’s a competition for who’s gonna liven up the festival the most, then we’re obviously gonna take out first place.

kongou: Yeah, it’ll be a blast. Let’s give it our all.

—end

[onlyswan]

Hello! It's been a while since the last ask that I have sent here but I just want to drop by and join your annual survey because this is my favorite place on the internet and I want to wish everybody especially you, art, a warm and fulfilling holidays and eat your favorite foods! Hehehe So for the first question, as to what is your favorite/s from the drabbles i've put out this year (second in which collection)?

here are my top 5 in no particular order:

in which you make jungkook’s world spin and you tend to… make him a little too dizzy

I love this one because of how you perfectly crafted situations where in playfulness and mischief is something being celebrated, it is a lighthearted read and such a breathe of fresh air and made me so sentimental that after reading it, I just pictured in my mind that I was looking at both of them fondly and their rough years flashed through my mind and it's just, really, thank god they have each other.

in which jungkook can’t sleep, and he can’t stop kissing you either

This one is kind of understood because seeing a hopeless romantic jungkook be inlove and affectionate and not holding back and just being himself is like a blessing. I also feel giddy with the way he teases oc and be like "I look hot like this, take a picture" hahaha gosh! I miss him so much.

n which jungkook is one of your greatest fears and you’re his achilles’ heel

I love this. I REALLY LOVE THIS. I am not really the type to like suffering through literature but knowing oc and jungkook's lore - I think I have said this before - it is the kind of pain that makes the love and happiness and the time after the drought more worth it. Like, I remember your words saying something along the lines of that kind of pain exists in a place full of love - or is it vice versa but you get what I mean, right? Like you fill my heart with so much love that it grew larger than what ribcage can accomodate but it's okay, that is what it is for.

in which jungkook loves to see you smile and you are the god of mischief

This one feels like a core memory for some reason. Like a funny inside joke or memory that would always be fun to relive and retell every time. I know that this one is kind of like a silly little moment they have but I just can't help but interpret their words and action into some kind of having a deep meaning or something. Oh gosh, they just make me feel so sappy and sentimental all the time. ALso this one is memorable because I remember wanting to read this again before and I couldn't find it anywhere. Hahaha!

in which jungkook can sleep without you, but he’d rather not to

Last on the list is of course, the one where we see one of the most vulnerable moment of jungkook. I love how you use his cute antics and translating in a metaphorical way. It is such a very Artemis way kind of writing but you just never fail to excite me on your million ways of using your words and weaving it into something that feels like it should be written in flower themed scented paper and to be sent to the love of your life. It is crazy how vulnerability doesn't seem so scary when it is with the right person, no? This drabble made me want to be in jungkook's shoes, being brave enough to ask for love because you know you will never be shamed for it.

Second is for the question themes, lines, paragraphs, or scenes that stood out to you?

you guess nothing much has changed. you’re still afraid of jungkook and his power to take away the sun, just as he did before, and you deeply despise being afraid. you don’t like it when the walls are closing in on you, poisoning your mind into believing that you’re small when the heart inside your chest burns with a fire brighter than that of the damn sun.

This paragraph broke in many ways possible. I love the degrees of pain describe with every sentences and how the pain just double down with every stop of words and then it starts again. You have me audibly gasping for air because your choice of words are painting a clear picture in my mind.

for the jungkook of today, control is an abandoned form of self-destruction and he can tell you in confidence that ‘here i am in all my glory. there are unfixable, fractured parts of me and i am laying them out on the floor for you to see- you can take me or leave me, but i know you’ll always choose the former’ and ‘i am stubborn and i do not give up’ and ‘i want to buy a house in the countryside with you’ and most of all ‘i need your love.’

This is what I'm talking about from the previous question. But the reason why I adore this part so much is because I could identify that this paragraph was written by you but at the same time I also know that these thoughts are very much jungkook-like. It is you are transcripting jungkook's every hearbeat. I love love love this! * I have so many favorites that I want to talk about but this is the only free time that I have and I still have so much to say.

For the next question about who is your favorite character, oc or jungkook?

I would love to say both of them but in a perspective of the way it was written, I would say that you should be applauded and talked about on how you created such a complex character as oc. That is such an exceptional character, unique, and well thought out that many of us can see oc in different forms and shapes such as songs, things, people, and ideas. I know how oc is a reader insert but as for me, it feels as though as a reader, I am playing an established character with their own personality and characteristics. It feels like in a movie? It is like you know when an album is so good and resonates with a lot of people but they make it their own?

I would just answer the last two questions in one! hehehe

For the year? I'm really but with numbers so I would just say that I would love to see the beginning of their relationship? I want to see yearning, the adjustments, the unsure glances and nervousness around each other, all the giddy stuffs but also I want to see and understand how it must've been hard for them especially on jungkook deciding on whether to continue whatever they have or just you know end it because of the kind of life he is living. Like I really really want to see how it wrecked him everytime to the point that he impulsively decided to fuck it, I have to save the love of life from me. *Ok, I take back what I said, I think I really am a sucker for angst. I am just indenial. Hahahaha!

Also, I really love and adore seeing oc's choice of clothes and their style because I love fashion and I love how a character's style explains so much of their character. That is one thing I love the most about visual media!!!! And I can say that whenever I picture oc in my mind, I could really understand how their wardrobe choices explains their personality. So I would say that I would choose spring and/ or autumn! Because oc should be able to wear skirts without freezing to death!! ok?! hahahaha kidding!

This is so fun! Thank you for the fun ride this year, Art! I am so looking forward for the next year together as a little school of angel fishes! Hahahaha! Again, happy holidays!

Love, ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚˚⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

swan anonie! oh my gosh thank you for answering lil survey with so much kindness and enthusiasm 😭💞 i don’t even know what to say AAAAAAA i’ve just been smiling the whole time that i read your words :")

It is such a very Artemis way kind of writing but you just never fail to excite me on your million ways of using your words and weaving it into something that feels like it should be written in flower themed scented paper and to be sent to the love of your life.

oh i’m about to burst into tears??? my writing being described in such a pretty way makes me sooooo freaking happy 😭

It is you are transcripting jungkook's every hearbeat.

you know when physical books have one liner reviews on the back cover? if the in which series was a book i’d want this line to be there 🥺

I would say that you should be applauded and talked about on how you created such a complex character as oc. That is such an exceptional character, unique, and well thought out that many of us can see oc in different forms and shapes such as songs, things, people, and ideas.

i guess i’ve never really comprehended it that way T_T i got so surprised and overwhelmed when i began receiving so many asks talking about oc and how this and that reminded them of oc. i love you guys!! to think that i’ve created a character that is memorable in such a way 🥺 waaaaa

It feels like in a movie? It is like you know when an album is so good and resonates with a lot of people but they make it their own?

that is such a cool way to describe it :") THANK YOU

Because oc should be able to wear skirts without freezing to death!! ok?!

HELP 😭😭😭😭😭😭 #saveocfromwinter

something i also didn’t expect is for oc’s fashion to get attention bUT i’m so geeked about it because i love fashion LOL thank you so much for hyping oc (and jungkook) up and making me excited to write more for you guys 🥹💗

I am so looking forward for the next year together as a little school of angel fishes!

my angel fishes <333 i love you and i can’t wait for next year’s survey too hehehe. i hope you enjoy the rest of the holidays! stay safe and be happy always 🫂🎆

[daedrabait]

Hello my friend! My beloved! it is once again time to bug you about the characters of yours that i love so much. i am glad your brain is functioning <3

Mid Year for Veris, Frost Fall for Faelon, and Evening Star for both

Hello my friend. You're never a bother to me <3 I'm so flattered every time you show interest in my weird little guys

You made me think and look stuff up but I'm glad I did cause I don't know shit apparently and i really should considering I'm constantly writing skyrim fanfics sjhdjd

Mid year (Veris)

Does your OC have a favourite celebration? Do they celebrate holidays?

Oh man. I've never thought about this. I had to do a quick Google to figure out what holidays are celebrated in skyrim cause I know no lore djhdjf

Second Planting. Veris wants redemption and peace, and a day specifically for improvements on the soul and where temples open their doors for the suffering is something he would definitely respect.

Frost Fall (Faelon)

Where is your OC's primary residence? What city is their favourite?

Faelon loves Riften the most and his favorite primary residence would be Honeyside. But after the fall of the guild and basically being exiled from Riften, he and Mercer mostly settle at Vlindrel Hall in Markarth. One backstabbing city to another heheh

Evening Star (Veris and Faelon)

When is your OC's birthday?

Oooh never gave much thought to this.

I don't really know/understand the way the years work in skyrim but I do know about the months/birthsigns sooo.

For Veris: Sun's Dawn, The Lover

For Faelon: Evening Star, The Serpent (is that too dramatic or OP? Idc. It fits him, especially considering all the weird shit that happens in his life)

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Tag Game To Better Know You! Send this to people you’d like to know better!

got tagged by @erubento tengkyu uwu. warning for lowercaps and very simple non insightful answers 👉👉

What book are you currently reading?

antropologi kuliner nusantara. except i don’t rly read books lmaoo more like i pick a page and read... a bit. then dip. lol first question and alrd disappointing. ; u;

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year?

none xixixii can’t afford.

What do you usually wear?

i rarely go out so any lounge wear. if i do go out then... like preppy but warm colours.

How tall are you?

meet me and you’ll know 🤼

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?

sagittarius,, , unfortunately i share my bday with t*d b*ndy the serial killer (real). and also the day freddie mercury died. :’-(

Do you go by your name or a nick-name?

nickname. if i hear my real name i go into fight or flight mode.

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?

i didn’t become an ethereal angel nor a power ranger so no o<<............... ok ok the more grown answer: i got the ‘painter’ part but no successful part (press F).

Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?

nga

What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at?

uuuhhhh i'm super honest does that count 👉👈. then copying N’s answer xixii i’m bad at socialising.

Dogs or cats?

cats.

What’s something you would like to create content for?

my blorbos...

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?

no particular piece but i can draw quicker, and i finally posted aus without worrying if it’s decent enough or ‘wing it’ with no plot.

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with?

attempting to sculpt something heheh... i wanna try making what 14 yr old me coldn’t 🌚.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?

getting my first bjd 💢 it should be here by early november but noo 😔. it’s shipped from cn and the proxy/forwarding service is slow...

What’s a hidden talent of yours?

idk....... 🚶 well this says hidden so it isn’t showing up for now!

Are you religious?

hmm a believer but i’m severely lacking in some practices lol, food restrictions wise i follow it anddd i love the annual fasting 🤩.

What’s something you wish to have at this moment?

some cash would be neat HAHAH my laptop is too ancient, phone screen cracked, leaky ceiling...etc. fr so much can be solved by money ✌️(u_u .

and that’s it if u’re reading up to this point gws

tagging anyone who wants to do this!

[singsweetmelodies]

also i went through your profile just now, i know it is a lot to ask but if you find time, please write the Styrain GP fic!!? it's such a pivotal piarles moment ™ in their lore and THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH ANGSTY FICS ON IT like, HOW. I JUST. am so baffled.

that gp haunts the living daylights out of me. it could've been the end of them. had pierre not forgiven charles, everything would've been just gone or not the same anymore, at the very least. AND THIS IS PIERRE we are talking about. who's had a rough f1 journey to put it mildly, and charles KNOWS, and yes we can all say the demotion was in the past but I'm pretty sure half of the planet is still processing 2020, even i find it hard to believe that we're in 2023, in my brain 2019 was yesterday and the fact that all the drivers are constantly under scrutiny, "you're only as good as your last race" thinking and shenanigans and i just. pierre could've chosen his career over charles and i truly would've understood it, because like, at the end of the day, all these drivers what they really care about is results and winning and points and anything that comes in between is ruthlessly put aside AND DESPITE ALL THAT, DESPITE EVERYTHING, the fact that they made up and found their way back to each other, the fact that pierre would rather not worry about a botched race even though it came at the expense of charles, the fact that by next Wednesday he was making jokes about the incident in interviews, that he didn't carry any grudges and grievances forward and everything was okay, because it was Charles.

i have no trouble believing that had it been anyone else, it would've caused a fallout, i know if something on track goes wrong between Este and him next season, the old grievances would come back haunting them,, BUT that was never the case with charles, because it's charles and he's so much more important, he's so much more valued and cherished in Pierre's mind than the race itself, the fact that they moved on and they have talked about it in case it happens in the future, the fact that they're able to separate track life from their personal life, the fact that even though they have shitty races, if the other has a good one, they won't hesitate to celebrate each other. I AM JUST SO IN LOVE WITH THEIR BOND.

like if we think of it in terms of pierre's career, 2021 was a GOOD year for him, he was definitely turning heads and making people question whether his talents should be reduced to a rb b team, 2021 is such a crucial year in his career trajectory and this incident happened in that year. it would've been easy to let anger take over and let charles go, it would've been easy to let wounds fester and boil over, but he didn't, they didn't. because it's them and they're important to each other and i just want to cry now.

all this to say, i really would love if you wrote the Styrain GP fic, hehehe

🙏🙏🙏

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH, anon, i have been coming back to my inbox to read through this again and again just to nod my way fervently through it, because, YES. yes yes yes yes yes!!! you get it, oh my god, you just get it. everything you said here is so "!!!" and so very true - pierre could easily have let charles go, as you said, and it would've been completely understandable considering where his career is at. (and also bcs pear is a bit of a petty bitch, lmao, just LOOK at those infamous film festival shenanigans with este, hehe 😏🤭) but the point is: charles is different. to pierre, charles is different, and special, and even though pierre was rightfully pissed off after the race, he still listened to charles and forgave him when he came to talk to him. and just. god. as piarles moments go, it is absolutely HUGE omg 🙏🙏🙏 you have said it all so absolutely perfectly that i don't think there's much more for me to say other than just, fuck yeah, styria 2021 is a massive one. omg.

now secondly: i am so 🥺🥺 and 🥰 that you took the time to go through my profile (and my freaking insane tags) like this!! that is SUCH a sweet thing to do, and ridiculously flattering, omg 🙈🙈😍 this one made me particularly happy bcs the styria fic is one i've been wanting to write since the moment i first learned what happened between them there. and that was, oh, freaking MAY 2022?? well before i'd even published my first f1 fic to AO3... yeah. the styria gp piarles fic is one that's been living in the back of my mind and heart for months now, so i am so touched that you are this excited about it too 🥺🥺 this ask has definitely inspired me to bump the styria fic up a good few places on my to-be-written list, so, ily always for that, anon ❤️

the last thing i wanted to say! omg, i completely agree that there aren't nearly enough angsty styria fics out there (but that's bcs i'm a bit of a whore for a good old angsty reconciliation fic and in my opinion there can NEVER be enough of them.) i've checked my AO3 bookmarks for you, though, anon, and i've actually found three which i've read and adored:

hand covers bruise by anonymous - i can't lie to you, i know exactly who the author of this one is 🙈 so i went to their AO3 profile to find it, and it had DISAPPEARED, and i nearly had a mini heart attack, ngl to you, because this is my favourite styria fic of all. i literally went "no no no! please no!" when i thought it had been deleted 💔 but thankfully it's still there, only on anon. so i will respect the author's privacy and not link it to them here, but omg, i will say that this fic is EVERYTHING one could ever want in a styria piarles fic. the hate-sex-that-isn't-really-hate-sex, 🐶 style (!!) but also a conversation about what happened between them, and the characterisation... it's PERFECT, truly it is. i cannot recommend this one enough 🙏

kiss it better by foxholecourts on AO3 - this is another "they fuck it out" post-styria, and it is as angsty as it is absolutely excellent and wildly hot. fun fact: this is on my very first page of AO3 bookmarks in this fandom! old but GOLD, as they say 🤭💙

the consequences of your actions by emotionalsupportfastcars on AO3 - this is a really beautiful (and heartbreaking) look at pierre and charles' emotional journey post-styria: particularly angsty bcs it portrays them already in a committed relationship here. there's no smut in this one, but there are SO many emotions, and i find it absolutely stunning in its simplicity. just such a good bit of angst writing, this!

so there you have it, anon! sorry for making you wait so long for this reply (🙈) but i am unfortunately distractible as alllll hell and very messy and chaotic when it comes to answering asks, i'm afraid. but i LOVED this ask so much, and i appreciate you so so much for sending it! ❤️❤️

[shenashygans]

THE SUNDAY CURRENTLY -51-

it's Sunday, and we just woke up :) my avid reader is looking for my TSC na. kanina pa daw kami gising, bakit wala pang TSC hahahaha ang cute. kainis. so here's another TSC from yours truly~

CURRENTLY

Reading

the TSC i made ulit (sa notes) na di ko nanaman ma-post. ano na, tumblr

Writing

TSC 51. grabe. 51 times na akong gumagawa nito lol

Listening

pedro pedro pedro pedro pe sa utak ko

Thinking

of what to do on my birthday. i feel pressured because normally you should celebrate your birthday because it's special. but I've been celebrating mine as it is. the jowa said that i need to think it's special for it to be special. i get it. I'm just not used to it hehehe

Smelling

food. we're inside a foodcourt

Wishing

everyone a good week. idk what's the weather in all parts of the world. but stay safe and keep warm/cool ☺️

Watching

people. I'm people watching hehehe

Hoping

that our ac is working fine. it's too hot inside our room lately. ugh. sobrang init na kasi kaya ganun.

Wearing

our couple shirts from ate MJ hehe

Wanting

something cold and sweet. ice cream? hahahah

Needing

a pamper day. but it's too hot to even go outside sigh. ang hirap magpaganda. hulas ka pagpunta, hulas ka pagkauwe lol

Loving

posible pala ung mahalin mo pa siya lalo ano? story time. i dropped my phone sa labas ng parking gate kanina after namin mag-grocery. super panic kami na akala namin sa metro (train) ko naiwan. so bumaba ako habang dala ko phone ng jowa ko at siya naman mag-prep for breakfast na'min. nung nakita ko phone ko sa kalsada, di na ako tumuloy sa metro. eh kaso nagkasalisi kami. bumaba din pala siya habang paakyat na ako. pagdating ko sa bahay, sabi ni kat bumaba din siya. takbo naman ako pa-metro.. and there she is.. just waiting for me. wala siyang phone, payong lang. just standing there. kasi alam niyang babalikan/pupuntahan siya kahit di naman talaga ako nag-punta metro. tas ayun. another experience together nanaman. oh to experience everything/anything with you ☺️

Feeling

hot. ang init na sa UAE. ayaw ko na. hahaha mga ganitong panahon sana nasa Canada ako lol

Manifesting

STABLE JOBS (FOR US). FINANCIAL ABUNDANCE. GOOD HEALTH (FOR FAMILY & FRIENDS). HAPPY LOVE & SEX LIFE ✨ (uulit-ulitin ko ‘to) HAPPY MARRIED LIFE 💜

-- happy Sunday ���️💜

[inlivingwritenow]

these are not one-second clips of each day i've had in 2023. but they are collections of videos i recorded through all the emotions and memories of the year. each with their own long, significant stories of: chef, clinical, lab, studying, being outside, adventures, alll the rain, challenging & live-saving moments, drinks, donuts, rainbows, smiles, love, celebrations, music, etc. not everything entirely nor perfectly captured, but i am so so grateful.

i've long debated if i should have made this or shared it or if i really should've left this video without sound. but here we are, here it is, and i silently play an instrumental version of billie eilish's "what was i made for" or whatever i'm feeling in the background and everything's okay. unlike the video, nothing about this year was quiet. but i'm starting to believe i'm becoming more quiet, or just someone who has less to say or share. i've consistently tried to stray away from the "quiet," simply because it was always a word that was used to described me and i often want to prove people wrong. but, in the beginning of 2023, i started to write letters and pep-talks to myself. and i think that's how i've been living..write..now (hehehe)--a little more reserved and saving all the things i have to say for myself. words have always carried me through, and i thought that keeping to myself was the most personal act of love and self-care i've had this year. a lot of this year was also doing the work of trying to figure out if i should continue on my path of finding communities, new friends, and sharing more of my life with others or.. just continuing the journey of learning to be my own best friend [another thing i was afraid of...being alone]. but, after incidentally buying and sharing a huge tray of nachos with myself on a "be my own best friend" date in a whole other state, i think i know the answer now [since then, i have openly referred to that memory as "awkward nachos"].

learning to to be my own best friend came with a lot more solo dates than before. it was also learning how to befriend the silence, go on walks alone, delight in these wins, self-soothe in anxious & difficult moments, and be my own cheerleader when i thought i needed people or when nobody was around [i know. as you can see, i've always lived with a lot of people in my life, and i'm learning to be even more independent]. over time, enjoying my own company, got a little less awkward and quiet. more than anything, i was gifted a reserve of stillness, grace for myself, being whole, protecting that peace i've longed for, and learning the gratitude for it all.

i can only imagine what's ahead in 2024, but i hope to have more stories, memories, and dates to collect that'll be something more than quiet.