#i will buy commissions i will not be stopped i should deserve to have a little treat.

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Everything costs so much ://

[sorin-in-the-stars]

Love Languages (Blurb, Multi)

Love Languages

Aether, Childe, Itto, Kazuha, Thoma x GN! reader (Sepertate)

Contents : How they show their love, and their receiving love language, fluff

Wc : 1.2k (200-300 each)

Not posting on Ao3

Once again wrote this entire thing in class, over a few days of course but still. I am severely risking getting my laptop privileges away for this

Also, my requests are currently OPEN!!

AETHER

Acts of service and quality time

“Aether! There you are! Where have you been?” You asked, running up to your boyfriend. He was picking up some herbs by the looks of it.

“Hm? I was out getting ingredients for dinner!” He smiled, standing up to face you. He held out the basket, showing off the herbs and spices he had and the few bits of meat he had gathered from hunting.

“Dinner? We could have gone to the city, you know.” You said, setting your hands over his to take the basket from him. He had worked hard enough as is, he deserved a break, didn’t he?

He let you take the basket and wiped off his hands on his pants. “A home-cooked meal is better.” He sighed happily, excited about the dinner he had planned. “Besides, Paimon spent all our mora on snacks…” He slumped. Now he had to take extra commissions!

You laughed and swung your arms side to side with the basket. “Hm, don’t worry. Living with nature for a bit isn’t too bad.” You said, following him around as he picked more herbs for dinner.

“Yeah, well. As long as I am with you I don’t care where we are or where we live.” He said, knowing you would be with him on his entire journey to find his sister.

“Of course, I will.”

CHILDE / TARTAGLIA / AJAX

Gift-giving and physical affection

Childe walked with you, hand in hand down the harbor docks, looking at all the things on sale. There was a plethora of jewels and flowers. It was beautiful.

“Oho, look at these! I should buy them for you~” Childe said, having pulled you to a stall that held a few pieces of metal jewelry. He picked up a broach and held it up to the collar of your shirt, taking a quick look at it.

“Hm? Why is that?” You asked, taking a quick glance at the other pieces and then back to your lover.

“It matches your eyes.” He answered, holding it up for you to see the colour. He was right, it did. But you didn’t like the idea of having something that matched your eyes.

“What about this one?” You asked, picking up a blue broach and held it up to the same spot he did. You smiled at him, proud to show off that you’re essentially his.

“Blue? It looks great! You sure you want that one?” He asked, coming closer to you and brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

In that moment, you could care less if there were people staring at you. All you wanted was to be with him.

You nodded and pressed a gentle kiss to his nose. “It matches your eyes.”

Childe smiled widely and handed over the money to the vendor. “It matches you.” He replied, and grabbed your hand to lead the way to the next stall.

You just hoped he didn’t spend more money on you, even if it was Fatui money.

ARATAKI ITTO

Physical affection and words of affirmation

“Itto, sweetie, we can’t be out here all day looking for Onikabutos.” You sighed, ducking under a branch he pushed passed. Even though he was incredibly tall, he always manage to almost knock you out with those stupid branches.

Itto stopped and smiled widely at the little pet name, turning to you and grabbed your face gently. “Oh listen here! We will look and hunt until I can find the best! Onikabuto for the best person in the world!” He proclaimed and pressed a quick kiss to your nose.

You laughed and grabbed his wrists to hold him there. “Itto, it’s getting late. We can hunt more!” You said, staring into his eyes.

You watched him slump his shoulders and start to pout. You panicked slightly and moved your hands to his face in the same way he was currently holding yours. “You did great today though! I’m sure you can find the best for me.” You said, rubbing your thumbs against his cheeks.

He lit up to that, quiet enjoying the praise you were giving him. “Hmm, more.”

You looked at him slightly confused before it dawned on you. He wanted more silly little praises. You laughed, deciding to give the goof what he wanted. “You did the best today, love. You looked so cute too.” You pressed another kiss to his nose, littering more across his face.

Ittos face lit up, it both the colour red and in excitement. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?!” He nearly yelled out, dropping his hands down to your waist to lift you up.

“Itto- pff put me down!” You laughed, dropping your own hands down to his shoulders as you were held above him.

Oh how in love you were with this goof.

KAEDAHARA KAZUHA

Words of affirmation and quality time

“If you, my dear, were a flower. You’d be my favourite.” Kazuha spoke, picking up a Sumeru Rose to tuck behind your ear.

You laughed gently and shook your head. “Kazuha, do you know how cheesy that was?” You asked, staring at his contrasting form. His red clothes sure did stick out from the blue hues of the sky and the greens of Sumeru’s terrain.

He nodded and kept picking at other Sumeru specialties he could send to the traveler before they get here on their own journeys with Paimon. “It was, however. I know you enjoyed it.” He paused, and turned to stare into your eyes. “Care for more?”

You did nothing but nod in reply.

“With you, time stops. Like at dusk. Warm, and just between night and day.” He let out a sigh. “I never want it to end, my love.” He hummed out a quiet tune, going back to picking up more specialties as if nothing had happened.

“Kazuha..” You couldn’t think of what to reply with, and instead quickly kicked off your shoes and took off your socks to run into the small stream to pick up any and all plants you could with your lover.

“I love you, my muse.”

“I love you too.”

THOMA

Acts of service and gift giving

You watched as Thoma rushed around the small room the two of you shared. He rushed around picking up items and putting them away. All while you simply sat there on the floor with nothing to do other than watch him.

“Thoma. You could let me help-” You offered once more while being in the process of getting up.

Thoma simply shook his head, and stopped what he was doing to look at you, his eyes showing nothing but love. “No, it’s okay! Don���t worry about me.” He said, chucking once he realized how abrupt that was.

“Hmm, well. I’ll pay you back soon. Okay?” You said, knowing full well he would try and decline and decline until he eventually would give in.

“But-” He tried to speak, turning fully to you to try and protest.

“No buts! I’m heading out now!” You said rushing to the little door to leave the building.

He sighed, and continued to clean as he waited for your return.

And once you had returned, he was nothing but surprised. “Wh- why do you have so many bags?” He whined, immediately going to help you with putting items away.

“I did a bit of shopping! For you and the place.” You laughed dropping the few bags on the ground so you could take your shoes off. “This ones for you, we can open it after dinner.” You smiled, rubbing your feet before you got up to help your boyfriend.

He sighed and nodded, smiling widely.

God, he loved you.

[feiandart]

Posting 'em here again just to boost a bit my motivation today. I made 'em back in december, one of the first drawing I have ever made for myself only.

Will talk 'bout myself and my past from here, can skip it if you don't want my oversharing shit.

So. I used to work as a commission artist for years (5-6 if I'm not wrong), drew bit of anything you could think of and mainly sticked to NSFW art for most of my, uh, let me call that "carreer" even if it's probably the wrong term to use for it. Well, it paid my bills and rent for years, so we may stick to it anyway.

Thing is, I stopped drawing when I was eighteen. People, family first, always told me talent in art was all, practice would never have made it better and I should have kept it as a hobby rather than something to do as a job. Apart from my closest friends, no one encouraged me to practice and study and put real effort on it. I went to an art-based highschool (only because I couldn't focus on studying any subject, and art school is considered one in which you don't actually study at all here, so my parents thought it better to put me there as I wanted "so you can still graduate"), but I couldn't go ahead with art studies in professional comic schools, academies or any artistic department in university. No support on that front. Something like "be Caravaggio or be nobody" mindset was stuck into my head and I started actually believing that it was true. And since I was, and am not, Caravaggio, then what was the point? So I dropped the pencil and just forgot how to draw a fuckin' line for literal years.

Then I turned 22. I moved to another city for my studies. After completing 'em, my parents said me to come back home and I said no. They stopped paying anything for me since that moment, so I had to make things works on my own. Hopefully my rent was really low, so I could afford it with minimum effort, but had to buy groceries with coupons (not a common thing in Italy) and eat a lot less to make 'em last as much as possible. I found a job in a call-center, I cleaned houses and handed flyiers to people. And that's when I found out I cannot really be in social context for too long.

In the end I burned out, left all jobs and was stuck in bed for a month. I was barely 24, without a job, holding tight the little bit of freedom I ever got. I felt helpless and hopeless. I don't remember if my bestfriend or my housemate, but one of 'em said me to come back at drawing and givin' it a shot. What harm could that do afterall, could have been pocket money for a bit if it couldn't stick to something better.

I started from pencil. Then went to digital in a couple months. I practiced, started quite immediately taking commissions and honest to God I don't have the slightest clue of how someone whould spend money on some shit I drew without basic anathomy knowledge and after that much time without drawing. Still have no idea. So I drew. I made some quick animations, never did much there thought. Grew a little fanbase, went on with it for years. I even moved with my bestfriend, living with her alone for two years, got a cat I love that it's my actually support companion right now.

I felt happy for a bit, I believe. Imposter syndrome is always watching me afterall, that never stopped. It's just like there's another person in the room with me all day, whispering me I should do more 'cause I don't deserve any attention. Ugh.

However. I went on with that until 2023. I had to come back to my parent's house in 2022 and got stuck in here since then. Nightmare years. Still a nightmare period, but I'm managing. Thing is, past year I burned out so much I completed all my left commissions in a rush and actually dropped my tablet for months. I used it as a third screen, took away the pen and the glove and swore I would never ever be back at drawing again. Will not go into details of what triggered that burnout, but you got the point, I didn't want to draw again in my life at that time.

This is pretty much when Good Omens entered the room. It was late September, I saw a lot of videos on tiktok and since I watched S1 years ago, I decided to give it a shot to S2 too. It was an istant hyperfocus. Watched all over for weeks, both in italian, in english, in english with italian subs and english with english subs. Never done anything like that in my life before. By the end of October I came back at writing. So I started to arrange things for Up&Down, my first fic after uhm, like 15 years or so. And it felt so good! I went through 42 days of deep writing, posting a chapter a day just for myself. 'cause I wanted to write something I liked for the sole purpose of liking it. And it felt so liberating!

Then I thought: will this apply to drawing too, maybe?

Answer is YES. It did. I was inspired from the fandom, from MrGhostRat's art and Gleafer's, and started drawing again. I dug into english fanfictions, fandom artists I love, and the list just gets longer day by day. I started writing Sugar, and with it I started drawing illustrations for it.

I went from the image to the left to the one to the right in two months. Guys, I'll repeat it: TWO MONTHS. I never had such a quick improvement in years, practicing every fuckin' day, drawing my hands out of my bloody body. I drew for 5-6 years and never got to improve this much. I did now. And you know why?

'cause I started drawing for myself. I'm doing something I love. And I'm getting better at it.

And you know what? I'm quite angry now. 'cause if I didn't stop years ago, who knows where I could have been now. If I didn't listen to people saying me "be Caravaggio or be nobody", I could have done so much more by now. Maybe I could have been able to draw fuckin' furnitures by now. Maybe I would have started being able to draw the same face two times in a row years ago insted of now.

Maybe I could have been the comic artist I wanted to be. Maybe not the best in the world, but I don't fuckin' care of being the best one, I want to be one I'm proud of. I didn't get the chance 'cause out there is full of people without a dream who's only purpose in life is destroying other people hopes.

And you know what? I'm done with that. I'm done with people saying me I'm not a gifted child. I'm done with people coming at me saying I cannot do shit I love 'cause they have reason to make me do something different. People thinks to know what's good for me but I'm fuckin' 30 and I think I know it pretty well already, thank you very much.

I'm managing how to get hold of my choices and things I love now that I'm an adult, but dear Lord I keep on thinking of my young self and I want to hug that poor thing so much I can't explain. I'd love to say her everything's going to be hard, but good in some way. That things are difficult, but they will change. That people are shit, but she should be strong and fight back. 'cause I did it too late and I regret now, but she deserved better.

You deserves better. And I'm talking to anyone who's reading this. I don't know if you went all the way 'til here, but if you did: don't make my same mistakes. You know better than me. Don't let people spoil the things you love, don't give 'em power to destroy your will and put you in a closet for the time being. You don't deserve that.

Don't miss your chance 'cause people doesn't want to see you happy to be yourself. Don't do that. They don't deserve that power over you.

Love yourself more than I loved myself. I'm starting just now and it's hell. You can do better, I promise.

[gale-in-space]

Here's the thing about AI generated images.

AI generated images rely on other artists' work. That's not a secret; the datasets that are fed into the AI consist of works created by human artists, the goal of which is to synthesize new images that "replicate" the artists' styles. This is art theft, as the works are used without the consent of the artist and marketed off as original works by the AI user.

Art relies on technique and skill. Great art is often the product of years of the cliched blood, sweat, and tears. It takes time and deliberate repetition to develop a mastery over anatomy, color theory, values, etc. Simply punching in a few prompts or supplying an AI generator isn't creating art - it is generating an image that is, again, attempting to replicate *real artists' styles,* living or dead.

AI "artists" will put actual artists out of work. I've seen it happen already. It starts with something as seemingly harmless as creating a AI portrait of some selfies you've gathered (I'm seeing this phenomenon all over Facebook) to industries using AI to generate promo "art" of whatever it is they're trying to showcase, to worse yet, corporations like the Mouse generating movies and TV shows via AI because real artists are just too expensive. And that's the whole point. Humans are expensive because they have to eat, whereas computers don't. The art industry will be forever upended because of AI, and if something doesn't happen in a legal sense to protect us, we're all going to get the boot.

That being said, art does not just belong to the bourgeoisie. I've seen it argued that art is a luxury, and that only the upper middle class and beyond can afford to commission artists; the advent of AI art, they claim, will make art more accessible to those who simply cannot afford it. I've not heard a more flagrant lie this entire year. I can count numerous artists that I know and have seen who are advertising their art for less than the minimum wage per hour spent on a piece. Meanwhile, people are spending their money on... checkmarks? Useless blue checkmarks?? Not to be all "maybe you should stop buying so many lattes so you can afford to buy a house" (because that's just objectively nonsense), but something doesn't add up here. The main takeaway here is this: most people on here can afford a $20 drawing; they just don't want to.

No one is "gatekeeping" art. Literally nothing is stopping you from picking up a pencil/pen/paintbrush/etc and learning. "But learning art is expensive!" No it's not. My friends and I all started out with Crayola crayons and No. 2 Pencils and scraps of homework assignments or school notebook paper. I remember when *printer paper* was a luxury to me, something I couldn't wait to get my hands on because it was crisp white and lineless. Yes, special art tools like charcoals and pastels can be expensive. But you don't need that to make art.

But what about disabled artists? What about them? They'll continue to make their art as they've always done and not through cheating the system. I have an Essential Tremor (amongst other issues that I don't feel like shouting from the mountaintops), and it can be quite obstructive to how I do art sometimes (trying to hold a pencil to paper is quite a feat for me, but I still do it). I've come to own my shaky lines - because my disability, no matter how damning it may feel sometimes, will never prevent me from trying to make art as long as I live. Other artists with more debilitating conditions than me make do just fine - from artists born without hands, to a man named Paul Smith with cerebral palsy who would "draw" using one finger on a vintage typewriter - it is a thing that happens. We persevere. To claim that AI generators are a tool for the disabled to create art is to spit in the face of actual disabled artists. We deserve better than this mockery.

[spriteofmushrooms]

I am the anon about your jc's favorite things. If you want write even an essay about him, I would read it. I love him and he deserves more appreciation posts

Here's the 3100 word essay I wrote to introduce @lokorum to Jiang Cheng for a commission, which turned out to be unnecessary since they'd watched the donghua, so then we spent several months talking about Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng and how cute a-Ling is.

It likely has a few errors in the timeline since (1) the novel is Like That and (2) it was a few months after I read it.

If you have anything specific you want to know my thoughts on, though, let me know. My brain is 80% Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng is a warlord and cultivator from ancient China. He was raised to inherit and run the YunmengJiang cultivation sect, but his father was never pleased with him and his mother constantly compared him to his martial brother, Wei Wuxian. The only person who ever treated Jiang Cheng with unconditional love was his older sister, Jiang Yanli, and even she seemed to prefer Wei Wuxian. But, as much as this hurt, Jiang Cheng could understand; after all, he loved Wei Wuxian the most, too.

In his personal life, Jiang Cheng devoted himself to protecting Wei Wuxian and Jiang Yanli as much as he could. While he was always behind Wei Wuxian, he worked on his cultivation, martial arts, and education doggedly. He always tried to stay aware of the political dangers surrounding them.

For example, when Wei Wuxian met the heir of another sect and his bodyguard, Jiang Cheng warned him not to insult the heir Wen Chao and to stay clear of Wen Zhuliu, who was capable of destroying a cultivator's golden core. Since Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian's swords were captured by the Wen sect, and the political miasma was growing more tense as the Wen sect degraded the other sects more and more, Jiang Cheng wanted to ensure that YunmengJiang didn't become a target. Then Wei Wuxian stepped in to defend another disciple, and Wen Zhuliu started towards him. Jiang Cheng, weaponless, charged Wen Zhuliu and Wen Chao with such a fierce expression that Wen Zhuliu ran and Wen Chao called a retreat.

Once they returned home, the tension only grew worse. The Wen forced every sect to stop night hunting, so that all of their disciples were recalled home. Until one evening, the Wen came to Lotus Pier. Jiang Cheng's mother bound Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian with Zidian and forced them to leave via boat as she and the disciples fought to the death. When JC and WWX found JC's father, he listened to them carefully, rebound them with Zidian, and took his remaining disciples to Lotus Pier.

Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, both 17, were the only survivors. Jiang Yanli was away, fortunately, but they don't know if the sect she was sheltered in had also been hit.

Jiang Cheng fights Wei Wuxian, strangling him in a field as he screams that Wei Wuxian brought the Wens' attention to Lotus Pier. After, exhausted, hurting, they walk to the nearest village. Wei Wuxian offers to go out and buy food, since Jiang Cheng is a more valuable target. Jiang Cheng agrees.

As Wei Wuxian sneaks out, Jiang Cheng follows him. It's a good thing he did, too, because he can see a group of Wen soldiers closing in on Wei Wuxian. In a moment, Jiang Cheng leaves hiding, catches their attention, and runs--but he's exhausted. He didn't expect to escape, though, so as they catch him, he's only grateful that Wei Wuxian should now be able to continue on. They take him back to Lotus Pier. They torture him, destroy his golden core, and leave him to die. Jiang Cheng will never tell Wei Wuxian about this.

What Wei Wuxian thinks... is that Jiang Cheng went back to Lotus Pier on his own to get his parents' bodies. Which is so stupid! But Wei Wuxian has always been faster, so he should be able to catch Jiang Cheng... And he runs all night... But somehow, he never even catches sight of Jiang Cheng.

After Wen Ning and Wei Wuxian save an unconscious Jiang Cheng, they take him to Wen Ning's sister, Wen Qing, a doctor. When Jiang Cheng wakes up, all he sees are their Wen robes, and he kicks them away from him. Wen Qing uses an acupuncture needle to put him under again. WWX, WN, and WQ spend days together as coreless Jiang Cheng remains in the coma. WWX begs WQ to transfer his golden core into JC, something that has never been done before. WQ says there's a 50% chance of failure, even death. WWX doesn't care; and he eventually gets his way.

Wen Qing removes the needle. When Jiang Cheng wakes up, only Wei Wuxian is there. WWX tells JC that he knows of a mystical way to restore his golden core, but JC must be blindfolded, and he must follow WWX's every order. JC trusts him, because in the end, Jiang Cheng always trusts Wei Wuxian.

After, Wei Wuxian says, we will meet at the base of the mountain. Don't be late!

For two days, Wei Wuxian stays awake as Jiang Cheng is once more put under. Wen Ning holds Wei Wuxian down, and Wen Qing pulls his golden core out and places it in Jiang Cheng. Wei Wuxian forces them all to secrecy, because Jiang Cheng must never know.

A note on golden cores and where they're located in the body, the lower dantian: it contains the will to live. Because Jiang Cheng's lower dantian was destroyed, he had no will to live without a golden core to heal the damage. Because Wei Wuxian's lower dantian was scarred, his desire to live was damaged.

Jiang Cheng makes it to the foot of the mountain. He waits, and waits, and waits, and waits, and waits, and waits, until finally he becomes convinced that he will have to search for Wei Wuxian himself. For three months, Jiang Cheng searches the jianghu for him...

...because Wei Wuxian, cored, weak, exhausted, had been captured by Wen Chao. Branded. Tortured. And then thrown into the Burial Mounds, the site of an ancient battle where thousands and thousands of bodies were left behind. Only ghosts, fierce corpses, and Wei Wuxian could survive there. He learns how to cultivate using resentful energy, the energy of demons and the dead. And when Wei Wuxian walks out of the Burial Mounds holding a black flute, he stalks down Wen Chao.

So that's how Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng reunite: after Wei Wuxian has spent weeks killing every Wen around Wen Chao one by one, forcing Wen Chao to eat parts of his own legs. Forcing Wen Zhuliu to watch his charge diminishes in front of his eyes. Forcing Wen Zhuliu to accept he can't protect Wen Chao, not anymore.

Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian finish Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu together. Jiang Cheng hugs him, but Wei Wuxian doesn't hug back. Jiang Cheng offers Wei Wuxian's sword, which Jiang Cheng liberated from the Wens and has been carrying for months; but Wei Wuxian has no golden core and can no longer wield his sword.

But obviously, Wei Wuxian can't say anything...

What follows is war. Along with many of the other sects, YunmengJiang fight the Wen. Wei Wuxian, with his power over the dead, is instrumental in their victory; Jiang Cheng's tactics point him where to hit.

But when the fighting is over, Wei Wuxian is destroying himself. He doesn't do any of his duties to the sect, so Jiang Cheng picks up his slack. He's always drunk; he's pompous and aggressive. He insults whoever he wants to insult. He says he'll kill whoever he wants to kill. Jiang Cheng makes excuses for him, covers for him. Jiang Cheng reaches out, again and again. What's wrong? Why are you acting like this?

Wei Wuxian, hating what he is now without a golden core, poisoned by resentful energy, pushes Jiang Cheng away.

Things get worse, and worse, and worse, until Wei Wuxian really does kill their former allies: some of the Jin guards at a concentration camp where surviving Wen cultivators were being forced to labor and were being tormented by the guards on top of that. Wei Wuxian takes the Wen survivors to the Burial Mounds, raises a corpse army to guard them, and proceeds to imitate the tyrant Wen Ruohan who everyone just got finished killing together.

The other sect leaders pressure Jiang Cheng to disown Wei Wuxian, but Jiang Cheng says that he will pay reparations for the guards Wei Wuxian killed. In public, he defends Wei Wuxian as best he can at 19, the youngest sect leader, the only one without a council of elders, the only one without any significant ally. But Jiang Cheng is alarmed. Jiang Cheng goes to visit Wei Wuxian and beg him to come home. Jiang Cheng says that the world is starting to turn on Wei Wuxian, and that it won't matter if what he did was right, because all outsiders see is what they fear. "If you continue to defend the Wens, I can't defend you..."

...But Wei Wuxian isn't only defending some Wens. He's defending Wen Qing and Wen Ning, who saved Jiang Cheng. He raised Wen Ning, who was killed by the Jin guards, as a favor to Wen Qing. Wen Ning is now a fierce corpse, but he's still himself... mostly.

And Wei Wuxian couldn't be in Lotus Pier anymore. He couldn't continue to do nothing; he couldn't stand the constant reminders of what he gave up. He couldn't look at Jiang Cheng, healthy and strong, and resent him anymore.

Wei Wuxian tells Jiang Cheng to disown him. That they'll have a public battle. That the world will know that Wei Wuxian and his Wens stand apart.

They do, and...

...Jiang Cheng brings Jiang Yanli in her wedding clothes to visit Wei Wuxian in secret. Jiang Cheng suggests that Jin Zixuan (Yanli's future husband) and Jiang Yanli let Wei Wuxian give their firstborn son, Jin Ling, his courtesy name (aka what baby will be known as when he's an adult). Jiang Cheng, Jin Zixuan, and Jiang Yanli conspire to spread positive news about Wei Wuxian and his people; they invite him to JZX's and JYL's son's first month party. As if they're saying, "Look, Wei Wuxian isn't scary! We trust him with our baby. How can he be dangerous?"

Unfortunately, some of his enemies found out. They ambush Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning in the same area Wen Ning was killed in. They fight. Once Jin Zixuan hears from a little bird that they're going to be attacked, he flies as fast as he can, but he's too late. Jin Zixuan tries to calm the situation; the others aren't calmed. Wei Wuxian, three years into being poisoned by resentful energy, loses control of Wen Ning. Wen Ning, no longer the sweet, shy boy he once was; Wen Ning, powered by resentment; Wen Ning, who was killed and tormented by men who wore the same colors Jin Zixuan wears... Wen Ning punches a hole through Jin Zixuan's chest, killing him instantly.

Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning flee.

Jin Zixuan was the heir to the LanlingJin sect. His father demands the other sect leaders attend a pledge meeting. We've tolerated Wei Wuxian and his unnatural cultivation for too long; my son is dead. We must all hunt him down...

...And Jiang Cheng, who had to comfort his sister when they found out that the love of her life had been killed by Wei Wuxian, is silent for the first time. He doesn't defend Wei Wuxian. How can he? He has no idea what's going on. He's been lied to for years. As far as Jiang Cheng knows, Wei Wuxian still has his golden core; as far as Jiang Cheng knows, Wei Wuxian could have stopped using resentful energy any time he wanted.

Which means... as far as Jiang Cheng knows, Wei Wuxian chose to not help Jiang Cheng run the sect. Which means Wei Wuxian chose not to carry his sword. Which means Wei Wuxian chose not to stay with Jiang Cheng. Wei Wuxian chose it all. But Wei Wuxian said he could control it. And why wouldn't Jiang Cheng trust Wei Wuxian, who could always do anything he thought of? If all of it was a choice, if Wei Wuxian can control it all, why wouldn't Jiang Cheng trust him?

Jiang Cheng says nothing. He has no words to defend Wei Wuxian anymore. Because as far as Jiang Cheng knows, Wei Wuxian killed Jin Zixuan on purpose.

YunmengJiang can no longer stand with Wei Wuxian, even in secret. But Jiang Cheng can't stand the idea of anyone else facing Wei Wuxian. Jiang Cheng leads the siege...

Jiang Yanli can't stand living in a world where her husband was killed by her sweet Wei Wuxian. She goes to the battlefield and cries out for Wei Wuxian, who has once more lost control of the resentful ghosts and corpses he's called to fight. Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian go to her.

One of Wei Wuxian's fierce corpses wounds her. She collapses; Jiang Cheng catches her. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Yanli stare at each other as Jiang Cheng tries to stop the bleeding. Seeing an opportunity, a cultivator whose brother Wei Wuxian killed other strikes down at Wei Wuxian--who is pushed out of the way by Jiang Yanli. She dies in Jiang Cheng's arms.

Wei Wuxian flees. Jiang Cheng follows. Wei Wuxian uses the last of his will to force the fierce corpses to tear him apart. Jiang Cheng can't stop it. He sees the whole thing. When he leaves the battlefield, he takes the black flute Wei Wuxian forged in the Burial Mounds; and he takes Jiang Yanli's body.

He goes to LanlingJin, where his baby nephew Jin Ling is. And somehow, Jiang Cheng, even though he has no rights to Jin Ling--even though he has no allies--even though he's still young--somehow, Jiang Cheng leaves LanlingJin with Jin Ling and a split custody agreement. Jin Ling would be raised half in YunmengJiang and half in LanlingJin. (I personally headcanon that Jin Ling was raised by Jiang Cheng until he's 7, at which point they start to switch off.)

During this period of Jiang Cheng's life, it's whispered that he has no heart. How could he, when everyone knows he killed Wei Wuxian? Two of the villains talk about Jiang Cheng. They say that he's obsessed with Wei Wuxian, that he doesn't truly believe Wei Wuxian could be dead. One of them, a demonic cultivator known for sadistic killings, laughs and calls Jiang Cheng a mad dog. A rabid bitch.

[pjisskullourful]

𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐

🎸Thomas × reader

NSFW🚨 nasty & fun sexytimes

Thomas Raggi/female reader insert

° you buy your boyfriend the guitar of his dreams, & there is only one appropriate way for him to thank you for the gift

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° anon request:  can we have female mc riding thomas' guitar? i heard a rumour that thomas bought a gibson and oml those guitars are hot asf  [ask& it shall be given- requests are open! but commissions get priority, there are currently 3 fics in cue, secure your own spot in my priority list here] this idea quickly got me thinking& i started playing around with it instead of sleeping. shoutout to kat @mistressofthecats-blog for naming the guitar

° using this guitar as inspo

You were lying in bed as you awaited your boyfriend’s return home. You were naked as you did so, which wasn’t very unusual.

The unusual element came from what you were sharing the bed with, hiding the object under the covers as you keenly anticipated Thomas coming into the bedroom. 

You finally heard his key in the lock. Recording time with the band had gone much longer than expected, but now he was back and you lifted your head from the pillow, unable to keep yourself from perking up - as if it had been weeks of him being away on the road, as opposed to an extended studio session. You ran your fingers over the perfectly smooth edges of the object, giddy at the thought of how he might react to this surprise.

"I'm in here, angel." You called out.

"Bedtime already?" His voice got louder as he approached the room where you lie, as excited as if it were Christmas morning. He came into view and your heart lifted, had you forgotten how cute he looked leaving the house in those skinny jeans? You licked your lips, smiling as you noticed how most of the buttons on his shirt were open, this instantly brought to mind ideas of kissing him all over this flesh. But why did his shirt need to be so open to record music?

He took in the scene on his bed, smiling at the sight of your bare shoulders and décolletage. But then he got sight of the long lump alongside you, his brow furrowing as he tried to figure out what this strange shape could be. You were a little surprised that he didn't recognise it straight away, this should be the most familiar shape in the world to him.

"What have you got under there, what are you cuddling with?" He asked, pausing to look at what was taking up room on his side of the bed.

You giggled, rolling onto your side. "Not cuddling, just waiting to introduce you."

"Introduce…?" He trailed off as you reached over, starting to lift the covers. "Holy fuck."

The brand new electric guitar rendered him speechless - his mouth hanging open as his whole face lit up. You didn't mind that he wasn't paying any attention to the fact that you were naked, the metallic-cyan guitar was very impressive after all. He was in awe of the instrument, slowly bending down to touch it.

"Holy fuckin-... A Gibson?" He noticed the brand name engraved into the silver bridge. "You got me a motherfucking Gibson?"

You couldn't stop smiling as you watched him pick the guitar up. "That's the one you wanted, right? The one you showed me online and said you would call it Halen?"

"It is." He said, slowly appreciating the two separate points at the top of the body, which mimicked the shape of horns. He moved his fingers over these, his eyes sparkling. "I can't believe you- you didn't have to- this is- holy fuck…"

"You said that already, like, twice." You teased.

He clumsily sank down, sitting on the mattress. "Because look at it, this is holy fuck and you can't convince me it's not. It's not my birth…day… it's… what did I do to deserve this beauty?"

You sat up, pushing his unkempt hair back from covering his face. "You're you, that's all you need to do to deserve the best, most fabulous things in life."

"Thank you." He looked at you with his wide smile. "I really don't know how to tell you how much I love it and appreciate it."

"I'm so glad." You said. "And I'm naked because… well, you know, that's how they advertise stuff like this. Sex sells. And I didn't want this thing upstaging me in the sexy department."

He rolled his eyes. "And that's the only reason why you're naked, there is no other kinky little agenda running through your mind. 'Cause you've been at home alone all day and now that I'm here, it's got you feeling some type of way…"

"I'm sure that I don't know what you're talking about." You said.

He placed his fingers under your chin, drawing you in for a kiss. "Nothing could upstage you when it comes to sexiness."

"You really think so, have you seen this guitar? It's the sexiest guitar I've ever seen."

"Should I leave you and the guitar alone, 'cause I'm picking up on a vibe here." He said. "Are you, like, turned on by it?"

"Why do you gotta make it weird?" You asked. "I'm not sexually attracted to an object, okay? But what I am sexually attracted to is you, angel. I'm attracted to you, these magical fingers…" You linked your fingers with his, squeezing them before bringing the back of his hand to your lips. "And do you know what I'm crazy attracted to? Your talent, that's what gets me turned on and the guitar is an extension of that."

"It's a fucking awesome guitar, that's for sure and it looks amazing on your naked body." He said, extending the instrument out and placing it on your lap. "You turn me on, not it. Maybe if you got some pussy on it, then it could turn me on."

You smiled as you changed how you were sitting, wrapping your hands around the guitar's neck. "If that's what you want…"

"I was joking. Baby, I was joking."

You turned the guitar around so that it was on its side, between your legs. "Were you? Because I'm not joking…" You pressed the smooth edge of the body into your crotch. "I am very much not joking."

His eyes grew wide and he looked down to where you were defiling his brand new guitar, beginning to spread your moisture onto the shiny finish. You rolled your hips forward, feeling the pressure against your pussy. You let your folds part, the sturdy curve going between your labia majora.

You snagged your bottom lip between your teeth and rocked against the guitar again. You gripped it tight enough to turn your knuckles white as you rolled again, figuring out how to make this work for you - it was an unusual route to stimulation, but you were beginning to feel tingles that added to your already-established arousal.

"Oh my God baby, you're doing it, you're actually doing it." He said, his mouth hanging open. "You're riding the guitar. I can't believe it…"

"You can tell me to stop." You offered in a quiet voice. "I'll stop if you don't want-"

"No, no, you look really fucking good, so you should…" He cleared his throat, his cheeks bright as his eyes briefly flashed up to your face. "If it's comfortable for you, only if it's comfortable… is it good for you? Because it looks- looks like it's good for you."

"Uh-huh, I like it. I just wish my mouth wasn't empty." You said, fluttering your eyelashes at him.

He smiled and scooted in closer to where you sat. He raised his index and middle fingers up to your face, following the natural curve of your bottom lip. You pushed your tongue out, running it along the tips of his fingers as you kept rocking on the guitar. He placed his fingers into your mouth, letting you suck on them. 

You could feel your moisture spreading across the guitar. You were starting to find your pacing, maybe you could keep going with this rubbing - the more that you did, the better it started to feel, even if you were certain this wouldn’t lead to an orgasm.

He stroked his fingers along your tongue as you sucked. "God, you are so ridiculously sexy."

"Get your shirt off." You said around his fingers, grabbing for the half-undone shirt. "I wanna see that body, give me some inspiration…"

He put both hands to his shirt, immediately rushing to open the last of his buttons. "Fuck, I've got plenty of inspiration for you…" His hands were moving so fast on his belt that they were almost a blur. "Right here, so much inspiration."

You leaned forward, still working your hips. You opened your mouth and applied your teeth to his protruding collarbone. This brought a growl out of him and you kept your teeth here. Sparks were flying in the air between the two of you as he readjusted, getting his jeans down.

"You're so feral…" He said as you sucked on his skin, prepared to leave marks. "All because of a guitar."

Now it was your turn to growl, rolling your eyes. "Forget about the guitar…" You grabbed the top of the instruments' body, pulling it out from between your legs. You could smell the tang of your cum as you moved it aside, setting it carefully down on the ground. 

"If you wanna really see feral." You said, putting your palms to his chest and pushing, until he was flat on his back. "I'm gonna show you feral…"

You reached across to the bedside draws as he wriggled the rest of the way out of his pants and underwear. You pulled out and unwrapped a condom. You placed yourself on top of him, straddling his hips. His lips were parted and he appeared to be holding his breath as you steadied his boner by placing your hand around the shaft. His eyes were fixed on you, watching with rapt attention as you placed the latex over the swollen head of his dick. You rolled it down, covering his length.

He put his hands on your hips, easing you down to sit firmly on his lap. "Even on the best gig of my life, I could never make this guitar sound as amazing as I'm about to make you sound." 

You smiled and tensed your thighs, seeking to line the crown of his dick up with your sensitive entrance. You bit into your lip, both of you holding your breath as you started to sink down onto his shaft. You watched his eyes flutter shut, his fingers gripping your hips tighter and you took more of him between your walls.

You threw your head back, whimpering as you felt the stretch of him going deeper. "Oh, angel…"

With your knees braced on the bed, you started to rock your hips forward. He let out a breathy moan, slowly raising his hips to meet yours. He kept his hands on your hips, using this to guide you into a sensual tempo.

You rode the increasing waves of pleasure. The sensations were going so much deeper than before, your chest swelling up with excitement.

You leaned forward, creating more friction between the two of you as more of your body rubbed against his. His eyes slowly opened, a small smile on his face as he watched you. 

You planted your hands down on the bed, gripping the sheets on either side of his head as you moved quicker. The air between the two of you was electric, making you giddy, even before your lips met. 

You sank down into all of these sensations, your bottom lip slipping in between both of his. He was pushing his hips up more, his tip pressing deeper into you as your rhythm continued to quicken.

He pumped into you harder, stirring a whine from the back of your throat. You put a hand up into his hair, winding some of the strands around your fingers. You tightened your hand into a fist, giving his hair a little tug. You were rewarded by hearing him moan and you kept your hand here.

Your hips stuttered in response to the unrelenting nature of his bucking, your body filled with so much warmth and yearning. 

Your ecstatic movements couldn't quite match up with how he was working you over, not now that you were facing such a threat to your composure. You couldn't hold yourself back, you were too excited to possess any elegance.

"Ah, mmn…" His mouth left yours, his needy vocalisations making your inner-walls spasm. "Ah!" He was getting louder, the endless grinding of your bodies unlocking a different side of him.

You moved your lips across his skin, kissing a trail down from his lower lip onto his chin. Then you pressed kisses across his throat, where the cords of his neck were more pronounced. 

You whimpered against his skin as you kept pushing against his thrusts, feeling that release getting closer. It felt like you were rushing, your teeth returning to his collarbone as your shivering grew more powerful, taking over more of your body. You were ready to be a desperate mess for him.

"Oh, fuck…" He rasped over your muffled noises. "I'm gonna- yes… I'm so fuckin' close… do you wan'- do you need to catch your breath, or- or…?"

You felt too weak to raise your head. "Uh-uh, I wanna- 'cause I'm really close and I wanna- fuck angel, I wanna come for you." You tilted your hips, each collision between the two of you having a grander impact as both your bodies kept going, kept contributing to the merciless rhythm. "Fuck, fuck. I'm gonna- I'm almost…"

You hit a new octave, your mind going blank when you felt him find the perfect angle, his cock gliding right up to your g-spot. He consistently jolted into it, his passion so overpowering that it took all of your effort to hold on. Your cunt stretched around him, the sounds of your bodies striking together accompanied by a near-constant stream of moans from each of you.

"Oh, yes." You could see bursts of light behind your eyelids as you pounded all of your body weight onto him.

"Come for me, come for- ah, mmn, yes." He growled, an arm around your waist to keep you close for his continued rutting into you.

Your jaw dropped open as you were flooded, these stimulations inside your needy pussy finally reaching the peak. You started to convulse, falling out of his tempo.

"Mn, mnn, mn…" His last few thrusts were marked by his grunts of effort, breathless until he started to dissolve into pleasure.

You let your body go limp, resting your cheek on his chest as you started to come down. His arms loosely wrapped around you and he was still inside of you. Your bodies remained connected, no words necessary as you both basked in this afterglow, slowly catching your breath again.

You moved over to lie beside him, unable to keep yourself from placing some chaste kisses on his face. He smiled a little, but kept his eyes shut. You felt the tingles still radiating through your body as you absent-mindedly ran your fingers through his hair, which had become thoroughly mussed during his exertions. 

“Holy fuck…” He whispered, showing his first signs of coming back to reality.

You giggled. “I agree. I should buy you more guitars, you need more, right?”

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[hecate-spawn]

wait i want to hear your project sekai vocal ranking.. if you still haven’t figured it out that’s okay but what do you have so far?

By the time you get this I'll have probably figured it out so don't worry. So from least favourite to favourite is how I'm ranking this. Sorry this to so long it was hard and I was multi tasking <3

Also I don't have Tumblr at school lmao

Warning: unpopular opinions and a long ass post

20. Akito Shinonome

I'm just not a fan of his vocals tbh. Like they're not bad they're ok. However he sounds fine in cinema and hitsuji ga ippiki. He was also fine in ame to petra

19. Toya Aoyagi

I like his voice slightly more than Akito. He sounded really good in AnToya children record and ToyaHane junky night town with Kohane. His ame to Petra cover was fine, probably my favourite solo of his, and he sounds fine in cinema and hitsuji ga ippiki.

18. Nene Kusanagi

I'd rather listen to Nene then these two however I'm not the biggest fan of her voice. Random note, when her VA was singing live my immediate reaction was "wow that is Nene's voice coming out of her mouth." but anyway Nene is too nasally for me. She sounds fine in her alts I guess, but again her voice is very nasally. However she sounds amazing in glory steady go and Goodbbye sengen with wxs. She's higher than Akito and Toya because I think she adds to the song when she's singing with everyone and when she's singing with Emu

17. Tsukasa Tenma

I like his Literary nonsense cover more than Rui's. However that's the only cover I'd buy. Not bad but not the best. Like Nene he adds to the vocals with the group and him and Rui make a pretty good duo when they sing together ex: fixer, Literary nonsense. Listening to Mr showtime reminded me why I put him here. He doesn't always sound great by himself. (However all his commissioned songs are bangers for no reason) also you should all listen to his cover of the world hasn't started yet with Emu it's really good

16. Rui Kamishiro

I like Rui's voice. His as you like it cover was one of the first ones I got (the wxs group as you like it wasn't that good) and it's good. Unlike Nene and Tsukasa and the others he sounds pretty good on his own and with the others. However he doesn't like, I don't want to say have the range, but Tsukasa's nonsense bungaku cover was better because he was able to sound clear and bring energy to it. Rui doesn't have the same energy Kasa does and sometimes he doesn't have the clarity which is why his voice is more suited for songs like fixer

15. Minori Hanasato

I almost put her higher than Emu. I like Minori's voice. It's bright and cheerful and idol like. I like her ai no material she sounds absolutely adorable. And her vampire is very nice too. I don't think she deserves 20-18th place on ranking charts however there are better vocals which is why she rounds out our bottom five. I love you Minori so I'm sorry

14. Emu Otori

Emu my baby! Honestly I want to put her higher but I can't. I actually love Emu's vocals a lot. They're always so fun and high energy. Her singing is amazing because HOLY FUCK THAT IS HIGH PITCHED. I understand the grievances about how her voice can get grating but that's only if you listen to it for like, an hour non stop. Also we all talk about her telecaster B-boy cover but never her the world hasn't started yet cover with Tsukasa. She goes lower than in telecaster and it sounds so nice like?! It's SO good. And her positive dance time cover is amazing as well and we gotta talk about her alien alien cover. Best one I've heard. Her voice doesn't go crazy high but she still has all that Emu energy. I think I've bought more covers of her than any other character tbh

13. Kohane Azusawa

Listening to Akina's covers honestly helped put Kohane this high and made me enjoy her voice more. Her voice is similar to Minori's but she goes higher because her voice has this soft like quality (her into the night cover) and it's evolved a lot since the beginning. She sounds great in hitsuji ga ippiki (I may have a slight obsession with this song) and in most songs. I love Akina's overdose cover and I'd describe her voice as lovely. Also her rapping in wa-wa-world is very fun

12. Airi Momoi

I like Airi's voice. Her Romeo to Cinderella cover is great and one of the first I bought in the game but her real MVP alt is marshmary. She goes so high and it sounds so amazing I don't think a lot of people could pull that off. Her voice is kind of a mix of Minori's and Haruka's in the sense of it's high but has this grounding feel to it. But this is as high as she goes because there are other voices I enjoy more

11. Honami Mochizuki

I love all of Honami's covers. Yes, even her Stella cover. I actually re-listened to it today (along with other characters) and I enjoyed it. Her voice is amazing (all of l/n is actually) and like, it's so warm and soft. It's like Kanade's in that sense. Speaking of Kanade

10. Kanade Yoisaki

Kanade you'll always be famous. Her covers are so good. Most emotional voice in project sekai. There's so much pain in her reborn alt and her MKDR cover OMFG- it sounds like she's going to cry it's amazing. Her hated by life itself cover was so good the Devs gave her the full song to sing by herself. People complain she doesn't have enough power in her voice but her voice isn't supposed to be powerful the may Mizuki or An's is. It's soft but delivers emotion. Also her composing the future is the closest thing you'll get to power from her

9. Mafuyu Asahina

I LOVE Mafuyu's voice. Like Kanade's voice it tends to be soft, and carries emotion at times. (Also Mafuyu has the best event songs) also her voice is so haunting. Like her cutlery cover just sounds very haunting. I'm sorry but that's the best way to describe her voice. It's soft and haunting. However that doesn't mean it doesn't have power. Ussewa and bug are two prime examples of this. It starts off soft but changes to powerful and it's so good

8. Saki Tenma

Saki's voice is so unique to everyone else's! Or at least I find that to be the case. (also has the best event songs) and her from Tokyo has so much energy it's like sunshine and rainbows and makes me want to cry in a good way. Her voice is sunshine and she does this thing with her voice making everything sound so clear and lovely. I just love her voice, she doesn't have a bad cover. Also I find her teratera cover interesting because I think (?) It's not supposed to be a happy song but the way she sings it is like, the way you'd sing a happy song but doesn't have the emotion behind it. Lmao sorry that's weird

7. Shiho Hinomori

I love Shiho's voice. No bad covers. She has a very strong voice that's low most of the time but can go high. And yes I like her Stella cover. But her kagerou daze cover is amazing and her cover of lost ones weeping as well. I like her voice and I know why people want her to be the main vocalist of Leo/need.

6. Ichika Hoshino

Listening to six trillion years and overnight story as I type this. Ichika slayed actually. She sang fast and clearly and her voice is very pleasant to the ears. She it's "nothing special" but I like it a lot. Sure her voice was high in lost one's weeping and bokura mada underground but I still think it's good. Also her night sky patrol of tomorrow cover was absolutely amazing

5. An Shiraishi

I've loved her voice since forever. Her beat eater cover was fire (and made me extra gay) her Odo cover is everything and i love how she sounds in machi, beat eater, awake now, hitsuji ga ippiki just I love her singing voice it's so An. It's unique, it's good, it's power just <3 and how she sounds in pheles is everything. So much so any time the bad dogs cover anything, my immediate reaction is "It would be better if An sang." I hate to not put her higher however this is top five and I can't have that much character bias. I do have VA bias tho lol. Jiena's cover of ifuudoudou also made me gayer lol.

4. Ena Shinonome

I love her voice and Va. I love her belting in infinitely grey, I love the way she sounds in MKDR and her lower alt is amazing. Ena is an singer and that's way she's so high (and bonus points because I like Minori Suzuki's junky night town cover) also Ena sounds good with everyone

3. Shizuku Hinomori

Shizuku's voice is soft and elegant. The best way I can describe it is her wedding card. It's soft in Shojo rei, powerful in the earth's final confession and into the night, cute in metamo re:born and emotional in color of drops. the way she sings is seamless and beautiful I could listen to it forever. Also her solo of milk crown on sonncheka is everything

2. Haruka Kiritani

I was debating on whether or not Shizuku should be here or Haruka, but I decided Haruka because her voice is stronger, she's clearer. I also find she has greater range and her voice is grounded. Like Shizuku she can sound cute, powerful, emotional, beautiful. Also her If alt vocal is everything to me. But yeah, I think Haruka only sounds slightly better than Shizuku

Mizuki Akiyama

Mizuki is every positive thing I've said about Haruka but like, 10x better. Mizuki is easy to hear, understand and they sound fucking amazing. They can do soft like Kanadetomosusora and give me your night. They can sing fast like in venom and they sound both masculine and feminine like in lower. Also their ussewa alt went SO hard. they sang so well in venom with and without Ena. Also their high notes. Example? Otome dissection. Bocca Della verita. No matter what they sing they sound amazing. Their voice is also very distinct. Tbh just listen to their venom alt it's so amazing

Ok that's it. Sorry to the wxs fans and your welcome to the Leo/need fans

And I'm so sorry Lav for taking so fucking long to answer

[anxiouswormonastring]

CHAPTER EIGHT:

“They deserve an answer.”

AETHER’S POV

“Venti? What are you doing here,” he asked, raising a brow at the bard when he stopped in front of him.

“Did you really miss us that much?”

Aether glanced at his floating companion who gave Venti a smug smile.

“Eh, no- well, yes, but that’s not why I came,” he stuttered, glancing around hurriedly. “You didn’t complete your commission yet, did you?”

Recalling what Y/N had said, Aether decided to keep the details to himself…and Paimon.

“Nope, the creature got the best of us during a snowstorm so we lost our bait,” he said, tossing a narrow-eyed look to Paimon, telling her to play along.

She gave a nod and spoke up, “Mhm! But we’re okay, it only seemed to be after the food.”

“Only after the food? Is that why your entire chest is bandaged,” Venti pointed, earning a sputter from Paimon.

“Oh, that? No, no, no! Aether just um…fell! Yeah, he fell,” she blurted.

Aether pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. “We stumbled into a Fatui camp and they weren’t too happy about it,” he said, hoping that Venti would buy their story.

The bard only sighed and crossed his arms. “Well in any case, I came here to warn you about this…creature.” He paused, glancing around to ensure that no one was listening in.

“We Archons created a barrier that would keep it contained but now that my Gnosis is gone…I’m afraid it might escape,” Venti explained with a far-away look in his eyes. A frown tugged at his lips before he returned to a more serious disposition.

“And what would happen if it escaped,” Paimon asked softly, noticing the twinge of sadness in Venti’s eyes.

Aether watched as the usually cheery bard turned to look up at one of the snowy peaks. A tension filled silence settling over the three. Venti gave no answer as he flicked his gaze down to his feet for a moment then back to the blond.

“We won’t have to worry so long as it stays here,” he said, patting Aether on the shoulder. An obviously strained smile settled onto his face, “now, you should be on your way. That injury looks pretty nasty so you might want to get the church deaconess to fix you up,” he hummed.

“Be safe you two!” And with that, he ran off, leaving the two to their own devices.

Once Venti was out of sight, Aether turned on his heel and began trudging back in the direction of Y/N’s cave.

“Aether? Where are you going? Mondstadt is this way,” Paimon called out, pointing in the direction of said city.

“We have to tell them, they deserve to know,” he answered simply, turning his head at the sound of Paimon floating closer.

“But…” her voice trailed off as she thought. With a new air of determination, Paimon hummed. “You’re right. It’s not fair for them at all, staying up here all alone with no memory of how they got here.”

Aether nodded, quickening his pace. “They deserve an answer.”

~A/N~

Short chapter today unfortunately but I had to get it out of the way. Idk why but Venti is kinda hard to write, at least for me.

Anyways, I’m planning on posting something else related to the story but it might take a while depending on how much free time I have.

Thanks for reading!! I’ll see you guys soon, byeeeeee!!

[thatwildnya]

commission for @bestwishes2u ! thank u for the cash money~

What do you think the dorm leaders plus Jamil and Lillia would do if they learned that the M/C couldn't read? They've been isekai'd so it makes sense for there to be some language barriers. Not sure if I should ask for platonic or romantic... I guess that part can be a surprise~

for the sake of the headcanons i will be making the language of twisted wonderland japanese and mc can speak it because magical iseki plot magic says so

also u can take this a platonic or romantic go wild have fun

Riddle

how have you managed to make it this far

whelp now that he knows it’s study time

have fun you’re not leaving the dorm anytime soon

he knows many tips for memorization so there’s a plus

goes full teacher on you

you either thrive under his teaching style or die

there is no in between

Leona

honestly impressed

you’ve made it pretty far despite this setback

won’t help you if you aren’t dating

and even then it’ll take a lot of convincing

surprisingly good at teaching

his explanations are simple but easy to understand

you’ll be reading in no time yeet

Azul

how.

that’s his first question

then moves on to making a deal

take his fancy cane and whap him on the noggin if ur dating

don’t got no time for dis just teach me twink

don’t actually call him that he will cry

he will have you reading simple chapter books in a week if you’re determined enough

gib ‘im a kiss ‘e deserves it

Kalim

the most impressed by your achievements

if it were him he’d probably be dead within a week

buys children's work books for you

also surprisingly good at tutoring you

he starts out with simple essentials and goes from there

knows a thing or two about languages cuz y’know daddy big merchantman

Jamil

is kinda ashamed he was defeated by someone who can’t read

won’t help unless you’re his lover

he already has to tutor kailm he has enough shit to worry about

wouldn’t mind giving some tips tho

tutors you while keeping kalim occupied with a laserlight

don’t ask questions just focus little one let the jingle boy chase the red dot

Vil

there are two ways this can go

1: impressive i will have rook teach you he is bilingual

2: oh hell naw no lover of mine will be left unable to read the products of the back of a shampoo bottle buckle up buttercup it’s time to bring out the whip books

like riddle you either thrive or die hopefully it's the former

gives positive reinforcement through unhealthy snackys

it’s a privilege you must earn peasant

Idia

*let's put exaggerated gasp*

how will you be able to read manga

this is a crisis time to crack down

does quick research and gives you a brand new laptop for learning purposes

puts on anime without audio with subtitles 

want to know what’s happening? learn to read normie

if you get frustrated he tries to cheer you up with candy please stop crying he doesn’t know how to properly socialize

Malleus

impressive hooman

he pats your head and offers to teach you

this quickly ends with lilia teaching you he is actually really bad at this

what do you mean you don’t understand it’s simple

gets pouty seeing you spend so much time with his vice

that should be him not the old bat

learns how to tutor better just because of this

Lilia

probably knew beforehand and was the one to bring it up

do not worry young one daddy is here to help

depending on your learning style decides how well he can tutor you

he may be old but he’s not perfect

buys you workbooks like kalim

also does flashcards

keeps trying to reward you with his cooking until you threaten to go to someone else

no wait come back he’ll stop don’t leave peepaw alone

~special bonus round~

Grim

has had to read everything for you and was annoyed by this thank god you're finally getting someone to teach you he has had enough of dis shiz now give him tuna he deserves it

[gaysimpsstuff]

Accidental Turn-Ons; Hawks x Dom! Reader

Genre: angst to fluff to smut

Type: Oneshot

Summary: Hawks returns home from a mission, clearly exhausted, and you take the time to give him a little massage! However, it doesn’t quite have the effects you expected.

Word Count: 3.5K

Warnings: minor dub-con (Y/n doesn't know that what they're doing is sexual for Hawks), stress, minor injuries, Keigo's adorable bird tendencies, sexual innuendo, dom y/n, wing play, feather play, nicknames, edging, dacryphilia, handjobs, aftercare

Other: Yo this might actually be my best smut yet

Inspiration: This was actually inspired by my own piece of work, MHA Characters + Their Biggest Kinks where I spoke about Hawks’ wing and back kink and how it relates to his avian traits.

Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin @thesubtlewhore @popcatx0

You paced the living room, glancing between the TV and the door. The news station had cut away from the fight five minutes ago, which meant your boyfriend was either in the hospital getting treated for any injuries he might have sustained, dealing with fans, dealing with paperwork, or on his way home.

Your phone buzzed and you raced to grab it off the couch, fearing an incoming call from the hospital, or a news alert about the well-being of the man you loved.

You bit the inside of your cheek as you realized it was just an email from work, not even marked important. You tossed your phone back onto the couch with a groan.

Wasted build-up. Your mind grumbled

Your eyes flicked back to the TV, watching as the reporter rambled on about yet another stupid thing America had going on as you waited for something, anything to happen. Right when you were getting ready to pick your phone back up from the couch cushions when you heard a light tap tap tappity tap against the thick glass of the sliding glass door that led to your balcony.

You dashed across the living room, accidentally knocking a chair over as you raced to reach the sliding glass door that led to the balcony. You'd recognize his special knock any day, even if he changed it all the time whenever he forgot it. You always had patience with him, you knew he had too many things on his mind with Hero Work to always remember a random knock.

You grabbed the handle, yanking the door open with a wide grin, finally laying eyes on your bird boy. He had a hand stuffed in his pocket, the other rubbing at the back of his neck.

"Hey, Y/n. So sorry I'm late, been flying all day so naturally I'm a little sore. No excuse for missing movie night but-"

"I'm just so glad you're here!" You exclaimed, taking his cheeks in your hands and rubbing at his cheekbones. "I'm so sorry you're hurting, come inside I'll get a heating pack, or a cooling pack, maybe some lotion and I could give you a massage." You babbled, tugging him inside.

"A massage and some cuddles sound great," he sighed, eyes tired. You never liked the fact that Keigo was a hero. He worked too hard, too much, and for so long. He was still young, he should be appreciating life and spending time on himself and with his lover and not with the commission. "Oh I uh, I found this for you."

He took one of your hands off his face, taking his other hand out of his pocket and pressing something cold and smooth into your palm. You opened your fingers, a soft smile growing on your face at the sight of a smooth pretty white rock with grey and black speckles.

"Oh, Kei, this is beautiful. I love it~" you pressed a kiss to Keigo's cheek, loving the way he trilled. He was always so excited to pick up random items he found pretty or interesting, and he'd always give them right to you. It was truly adorable, you loved his gifts. His wings fluttered in happiness for a moment before he winced slightly in pain, happiness vanished in a reminder of his stress from the day.

"Ouch, okay, sitting down time," he muttered, stumbling past you to flop down on the couch. You grabbed the lotion from the kitchen counter (you kept it there for whenever he came home with sore muscles). You set the stone down on the coffee table, tapping it twice in a small show of affection before sitting next to Keigo.

"Shirt off Birdie," you said, squirting some lotion into your palm before rubbing them together.

"Hey, at least buy me a drink first," he chuckled, tugging his jacket off and peeling off his tight hero shirt. You sighed, deciding not to comment on his tacky flirting, knowing you'd been dating for almost a year now.

He turned his back to you, crossing his legs. He folded his wings, lowering them to give you access to his shoulders and shoulder blades. You pressed your fingers against one of his shoulders, finding a large knot almost immediately. You heard him hiss, and your frown increased.

"I know it hurts but it will hurt a lot less when I'm finished," you told him, pressing a gentle kiss to the nape of his neck. The hair there rose against your skin, a shiver shooting down his spine. You blinked, confused at his reaction. Maybe it was uncomfortable for him. You resolved not to kiss there again.

You continued to rub against his tightened muscles, listening to his soft hisses and groans. You pulled away after about six minutes, picking up the lotion bottle and squirted some more into your palms.

"Hey, when you finish with mm~ when you finish with that shoulder could you do around my wing joints? Down my spine, y'know?"

"Are there muscles there?" you asked, most people didn't have muscles down their spines, usually it was just the ridges of said bones.

"Yeah, I do," he explained quickly. You nodded pressing into his knot, slowly working down when it eased up. You moved your fingers downwards, feeling his shoulder blades and spine before reaching his wings joints. He shuddered, similar to when you kissed his neck, but a little larger. You hummed, pressing your fingers down and finding another knot, right where his skin turned to bright red feathers.

"Oh, yeah, yeah right there that's perfect." You glanced back up at him, confused, he didn't usually speak when you massaged him, he'd also never asked for a massage so close to his wings, he was usually very cautious about having his wings touched. Maybe he'd just gotten tired of dealing with wing pains by himself, it was probably a lot different from other knots.

"I'm so sorry you have to deal with this," you cooed. "You really deserve a break, it's not healthy to work this hard all the time."

"I know, Little Feather, but it's nng- n-not my fault. The citizens need me." he panted. You sighed, moving your other hand to work out both wings' knots at the same time.

Keigo's head flopped forward, and his hand flew up to slap over his mouth, holding back a soft whine. You lifted an eyebrow in suspicion, there were only a few times when you heard him make noises like that.

Slowly, you pressed your fingers down closer to the underside, right over a few of his downy feathers.

"Oh fuck~" he hissed.

"Okay, that's it." you lifted your hands away from them, holding them in the air. "What the hell's going on with you?" His head whipped around so fast you were surprised it was still attached to his neck. His golden eyes widened, pupils blowing out, nearly completely covering the honey iris.

"W-what?" he exclaimed, feathers puffing up.

"I'm sorry if I seem mad, I'm not, I'm just- very confused. You're literally moaning. I am giving you a massage and you're moaning. Explain."

His cheeks dusted over in pink, and his eyes fell down to his lap.

"Okay uh- fuck I- this was not how I planned on telling you, erm- I promise I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-"

"Keigo, it's alright, I'm not uncomfortable, just confused. Take a breath darling,"

"Okay, okay, okay." he took a deep breath. "My wings and back are... sensitive, like- in a sexual way. It's why I never let you touch them, I didn't want you to get uncomfortable with that."

"Oh Keigo, you should have just told me, it's perfectly alright, you know I love you, and I love your bird traits. I'm not uncomfortable with this." you smiled sweetly, pressing a hand to his cheek.

"You're- you're not?" he glanced back up at you, golden eyes filled with hope.

"Not in the slightest. To be honest, I don't see why anyone would be uncomfortable with it. It's just another erogenous zone, like someone's neck, ears, or nipples would be. And lots of people keep those bits on display."

"Thanks," he murmured, rubbing his nose against yours. "That does make me feel better, but uh- there's something else.." he trailed off, nervous.

"Your obvious boner? I was gonna leave you to take care of that yourself, but I'll gladly do it for you if you'd like."

"Oh uh-" his cheeks brightened as if attempting to match the tone of his wings. "I would very much like that," he admitted, offering you a slightly nervous smile.

"Anytime, Birdie~" you stood up, hands landing on either side of his waist as you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "But I would very much like to experiment with those wings of yours, see what we can do with them. Just how far can we go?" You smirked at him, tongue darting out to moisturize your lips. Keigo let out a soft breath, shifting against the couch to make room for the tent in his pants.

"I- I have thought about using them before- my feathers can move fast, so they can act as a vibrator if I focus, but I could never use it on myself. I know I'd get distracted, then the feather would stop moving, then I'd have to start all over again. I'd basically just be edging myself all night. I know I'd just give up and jerk off."

"I can work with that~" you pressed your lips against his, surprising him. He whined into the kiss, hands flying up to fist your shirt.

Unfair. He thought, he already had his shirt off, and he knew he'd be naked in just a few minutes, but you hadn't taken anything off yet. Knowing you, you would stay clothed just to tease him. The most you would do was lift your shirt a little to show him your stomach before quickly covering it again. That was what you usually did when you dommed. At least for the foreplay.

You pressed the tip of your tongue against his lips, pushing past his defensive barrier of shiny white teeth, perfect for the press, and you licked along the top of his mouth. His whole body shuddered against yours, his hips jerking upwards.

You grabbed his thigh with one hand, squeezing. A warning, he knew, against bucking up again, against disobeying. He tasted your saliva, feeling it pool onto his tongue. His eyes finally drooped closed, enjoying the taste of leftover's from last night's dinner on your tongue.

He whined against the back of your mouth, feeling you move your other hand up towards his back. He already knew what you were going to do. Without pulling away from the kiss, you plucked a feather about the size of his hand from his wings, running a finger down the stem, brushing it against the little red bristles. Soft against your finger, yet forcing Keigo's restrained cock to grow even harder than he ever thought possible.

You slowly pulled back from the kiss, taking his lower lip hostage between your teeth, tugging it as far as it could go before finally releasing it. You felt Keigo's hot breaths fanning out across your face, and your grin only grew. You loved breaking him apart, the strong, well-put-together Hawks was an act only for the cameras, only you could ever know the real him, the horny, whiny, needy baby he truly was.

"Look at you, falling apart already? I've barely done shit to you."

"Fuck- that's just 'cause it's you~" he purred

"Flattery won't get you anywhere, doll." Your shit-eating smirk only grew, and Keigo could feel himself melting into the couch cushions. "C'mon, take 'em off, you're a big boy, I'm sure you can do it yourself."

He nodded, hands flying away from your shirt and grappling with his belt buckle faster than you could say 'Hawks.' He tossed his belt behind the couch, not caring if it hit anything, and quickly shimmied out of his pants and underwear, letting them pool around his ankles. His cock slapped against his stomach, six inches and throbbing.

Looks like his prediction was correct. He was naked. You were not. You didn't look like you were planning on undressing anytime soon, which left Keigo feeling slightly disappointed. However, any negative emotions vanished the second you ran his bright red feather down his nose, over his lips, then under his chin. He knew immediately you were trying to lift his face with the feather, despite the single feather not being strong enough by itself, not unless it was under his control. But he was not in control, you were, and fuck it if that wasn't the best part.

"Good boy~" you praised him, sliding a hand up his bare thigh, brushing it carelessly close to his dick. He bit his lip, eyes flicking between your hand and your eyes.

"Please, please touch me," he whispered, slightly embarrassed by the situation. It had been a long while since you'd last had sex, and an even longer while since you had been the dom. He'd all but forgotten how to properly beg. You could tell.

"Come on, doll, I know you can ask me nicely, or at least better than that." He groaned, hands gripping your hips and attempting to tug you into his lap, a plan formulating in his head that ended in an amazing thighjob. But his plans never worked, not at least with you involved. No, you were too stubborn, one of the many things he loved about you. But not really in this precise situation.

"Nah ah ah~ hands off the merchandise." Your hand squeezed his thigh again, twice this time. That was all he needed to let go. He found purchase in a nearby pillow, moving it behind him and tugging on the little dangly bits on the corners. He forgot what they were called but he was ninety-five percent sure it started with a 'D' or something.

"Fuck, please, I need it, you know I need it, I-I've been nothing but good all day, please touch me, please~" He whined, eyebrows furrowing. That plus his reddened cheeks made just the cutest face. You couldn't wait to make his eyes go crooked and for him to drool.

"That's it, good boy~" You ran the tip of the feather up his cock, circling the tip. He shivered in response, biting back a loud moan. "Come on, don't make me mad, vibrate yourself with your feather~" you cooed, teasing tone making his stomach churn in the best way possible.

He bit his lip, looking down at the feather slowly circling the tip of his dick. It had already nudged his foreskin downwards, leaving the red skin fully exposed. He took a deep breath, trying to block out your presence, and how hard he was, just focusing on the single red feather, twirling around in loops.

He felt it twitch against his skin, before finally starting to shake, then at last it was vibrating. He twitched it away from his dick, slightly nervous about how it might feel. You sighed, pressing it directly onto the little hole at the tip.

"Ghhh- oh fuckkkkk~" he moaned, pressing his head against the couch cushions. It felt better than he ever possibly could have imagined. Feeling the feather on his dick, his dick against his feather, it was double the pleasure. He whined loudly when the vibrations suddenly stopped. "Nooooo I want it, bring it back, please," he begged, looking up at you with wide eyes.

"Doll I didn't even do anything. You lost focus. You gotta try a little harder." you said, tapping the feather against him again. Pre-cum stuck to it, making red glisten with a little bit of white. He cursed at the sight (and feeling) of his own pre on his feather.

Soon enough, it started to buzz again. And you put it back on him. This time, you traced it up and down his base, running it over the tip again. One of his hands flew up to his mouth, knuckles pressing against his lips. His hips bucked up against the vibrating feather.

"Ooooohhhhhh fuckfuckfuckfuck so goooood~" he moaned loudly. Again, the buzzing stopped without warning. "Nooo fuck no! I need it please fuck!" He looked like he was on the verge of tears- no way it was really that good. You'd have to ask him to use his feathers on you sometime.

"I know baby, I know," you ran your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly. His breath hitched, golden eyes filling with tears of pleasure. "But you gotta focus to get it done, okay?" he nodded, wiping his tears, but he only managed to spread the warm, salty liquid over his face, making him appear even more debauched.

How cute

You wrapped your hand around his dick when it started to vibrate again, the feather curled up between your palm and his dick. Slowly, you began to jerk him off, feeling the feather vibrate faster than you'd felt any toy vibrate, and his dick throbbing and pulsing against you left you feeling like you just might cum in your pants.

"FUCK!" he shouted, back arching off the couch. One of his legs flew upwards, toes curling around the air. He was shaking at this point, looking like he was just on the verge of cumming. "Oh, Godddd fuckkkmeeeee~" he wailed, tears overflowing and falling down his flushed cheeks.

"No god's gonna fuck you, darling, only I will because you belong to me. Isn't that right?" You pulled on his hair and his moans grew louder, the vibrations intensifying, which you thought was impossible at the rate it had been buzzing against your skin and his.

"Youuuuu fuck- I- I belong to youuuu~" he moaned, hiccuping a little.

"Fuck, you're so fucking cute like this, so adorable when you fall apart beneath me, gonna break soon?" He sniffed loudly, nodding. His moan broke out into a disappointed wail when the vibrations stopped again. He tried to get it to move but it just wasn't going to. You opened your palm, revealing the feather, the stem bent awkwardly. Hawks sighed, sadness filling his eyes.

"I was just 'bout to cum too..." he whimpered.

"Oh, you'll still cum. We don't need anything else between us anymore~" you tossed the feather aside before spitting into your palm, beginning to jerk him off again. It certainly didn't feel nearly as good as it did with the feather, but at this point, he was so close he just couldn't give two fucks about how good it felt, just that it would get him where he needs.

"Oh yes yes yes fuck yes more more- gonna cum gonna cum ooooh fuck baby you're gonna make me cum!" He cried out, bucking up into your hand, sobbing as pre ran down the sides of his dick and onto your fingers.

You pulled him to you by his hair, loving the loud moan he let out from the pain. You pressed your lips right up against his ear.

"Then fucking cum, my baby boy~" you purred seductively. Moments later, his whole body spasmed, legs shaking violently and wings flaring outwards. He wailed, screaming as he finally came into your hand, white ribbons landing on his legs, stomach, and even a little on the couch. Subconsciously, he knew he'd have to clean that up later, but he was not about to worry about that right now.

"Godamn! If that wasn't the hottest thing I've ever seen!" you exclaimed, truly in awe at just how good his orgasm looked. He had gone limp, flopped back against the couch, and panting. You pulled your hand away from his dick, licking away the bits of cum from your skin before sitting down next to him, tugging his body closer to you.

"Unf, that was the best damn orgasm of my life," he murmured, voice a little hoarse.

"Looked like it, you alright darling? Can I get you anything? Water, blankets, bath?" You worried a little, hoping you didn't completely brain-fuck him.

"Jus' some cuddles." his head flopped down on your shoulder, eyes fluttering shut as he yawned.

"Hey birdie, don't fall asleep on me," you chuckled. "We still gotta get you all cleaned up and put in bed."

"Not... a problem..." he whispered, breath tickling your skin as he nodded off.

"Heh, that's a problem," you smiled affectionately. He deserved his rest. You resolved to stay still for a little while, then clean him up as gently as you could before carrying him to bed. He wasn't that heavy, after all. "I love you, my darling Keigo~" you whispered, resting your head on top of his and closing your eyes.

Maybe the mess could be cleaned tomorrow, you were also very tired.

[fairestwriting]

That may be a bit weird but can I request headcanons for Heartslabyul how they'd react when their s/o asks them to kiss their heart better when she feels just extremely miserable? I hope this isn't too weird jdhdhshhs

not at all i love me some angst <3 if tumblr hides this post i will hit it with a brick until it stops moving!

Riddle Rosehearts

He takes a moment to process the words. Asking for affection so blatantly is something that’ll keep kind of flustering him for a while, Riddle being so unused to it, but seeing you so clearly sad breaks his heart.

He hesitates before he cups your face and presses a soft kiss to your lips. “I’m sorry.” He’d mutter, face flushing as he tentatively holds your hand. “Is... there any other thing I can do to help? I’m here for you if you want to talk about it...”

Trey Clover

Trey’s expression changes into this soft smile, the familiar one he gets when he’s comforting you. He leans over to kiss you on the forehead gently, if you look receptive to it he might pull you into a hug.

“I don’t think I can literally do that, but if I can help you really make it better, you’re gonna have to tell me.” His tone is lighthearted, but you know he means it. “Do you want some tea or something? I’ll get you anything you want, then you can tell me about what’s wrong.”

Ace Trappola

Ace isn’t really good with comfort, which in this case conflicts with his sort of want to be all smooth and cool. He kind of sputters, struggling with the seriousness, but being instantly worried at how upset you’re looking. In the end, he doesn’t actually initiate contact.

“Sorry about that.” He just mutters, then notices how bad it sounds. “Uh... what’s wrong? I’ll let you tell me about it if you wanna. Or I can help take your mind off it. And if you really want that kiss, well...” He fumbles with it, but he’s trying, and if you say you do, he’ll give it to you.

Deuce Spade

Also awkward, but for his shyness, rather than not really knowing how to deal with seriousness like Ace. He’ll hesitate but step forward to take your hand into his, giving you a soft kiss and pulling you into a hug.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, quiet. You can’t see his face but he sounds really worried, his arms warm around you. “Y-You know you can always lean on me for everything, right? That’s what a good boyfriend should do... if you need anything else just tell me, alright?”

Cater Diamond

Cater has some issues dealing with emotions in general too, when it comes to yours he’s a lot better at it, but still a bit hesitant. Either way, he takes just a second before he kisses you so much more delicately than usual, then hugging you tight and close to his chest.

“Sorry things aren’t good right now, you don’t deserve any of that.” He says, voice a bit muffled over your hair, but with this soulful sound. “Tell me what I can do to put that pretty smile right over your face again, alright?”

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[caitimetravels]

she's insignificant

chapter 10: where you've gone

the umbrella academy x (fem) reader

disclaimer: i do not own the plot/storyline of the netflix tv series and i do not own the umbrella academy characters.

warnings: none

masterlist

with a sigh, y/n stood. five was still writing away behind her on the walls non-stop. she didn't dare interrupt him, simply leaving. she would be back anyways. all she needed was a nice walk. 

as she wandered down the street with no destination in mind she spaced out, eyes trained on her feet. suddenly someone knocked her shoulder and brought her back to reality. she raised her head, hoping they weren't someone looking to start a fight or argue with her.

"y/n?" instead she was met with allison. her technically older sister seemed frustrated.

"allison? are you okay?" y/n's eyebrows furrowed, looking up at the curly haired woman. 

"yeah.. i think so" she frowned, "i'm worried about vanya. she won't listen to me but her boyfriend, whoever he is.. i think he's dangerous. i couldn't find anything about him-"

"you went searching for his records?" y/n pulled back in disbelief, "allison! you know vanya doesn't like-"

"i know, she already got angry with me" allison sighed, shaking her head.

"why would you do that?" y/n tilted her head up at her, eyes narrowing incredulously. "where are you even going?"

"well, i found his address. i was going to see if anything's weird.." she earned a disapproving look, "i can't just sit around and do nothing y/n! please, help me, for vanya?"

y/n's expression only darkened, "why are you trying to ruin one of the only good things in her life?! she deserves to be happy for once and im not going to help you take that away from her!" she begun to shout, freezing as she realised her powers were getting out of control in the middle of the street. "just.. leave them alone!" 

she took off, hoping to get away, she needed to get away.

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as the sweet melody came to soft halt y/n smiled up at her sister. vanya donned a similar grin, placing her violin down and joining y/n on the floor, cross legged and leaning back against her bed.

"one day, you're going to be amazing, v" y/n mumbled quietly, looking like she was in a slight daze, "more amazing than you are now.. you're going to be a famous violinist, i can see it now. 'vanya hargreeves, the world's best violinist'" 

vanya softly nudged her shoulder, shaking her head. "no way, the world? c'mon" 

"i'm serious!" y/n was adamant, sitting up straighter to see her better, "you're gonna be so cool! and everyone here is going to see you and say 'damn, wish i had seen how awesome our sister was back then' and you're going to have lots of fans!"

vanya snorted, shyly brushing her long hair to the side, "yeah, right"

".. you won't forget me when you're famous, right?" y/n leaned back against the bed to avoid direct eye contact, her voice was much softer now. "don't forget me.. okay?" she nervously side eyed her sister, trying to gauge her reaction.

"i could never" vanya shook her head, leaning into the h/c haired girl. both of them shared small content grins.

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as she walked upstairs to five's room she heard a commotion, hopefully he hadn't gotten into a fight with one of their siblings again, right?

wrong.

"put her down" five snarled, holding a gun up to luther who held dolores' body out the window. y/n grinned at the sight, highly amused. who would have thought luther would ever threaten someone? well, y'know excluding their missions.. but five nonetheless? she leaned casually against the doorway, arms crossing and waiting for them to sort out whatever issue she walked in on.

"put the gun down, you're not killing anyone today. i know she's important to you so don't make me do this" luther paused, waiting to see what five would do. "it's either her or the gun.. you decide"

eventually five did decide that dolores was more important and dropped the gun before spacial jumping to catch dolores before she could fall. not that much damage would have occurred to the mannequin anyways, maybe a few scratches.

"i can keep doing this all day" luther spoke triumphantly, now holding the gun at his side. y/n snorted, catching their attention.

"you're such children" both glared at her in response, "c'mon, surely you have a better plan than whatever ended up in this-" she gestured vaguely between them, "squabble"

"we did not squabble" five hissed, placing dolores down and straightening his jacket. "but yes, i do have a one other plan" 

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the three of them, five, luther and y/n, drove down an empty road before slowing to a stop. five unbuckled his seatbelt and sighed, looking around.

"you know, i never enjoyed it" he started and luther turned to him in confusion.

"what?"

"the killing. i mean i was- i was good at my work and i took pride in it but it never gave me pleasure" he took a deep breath, "i think it was all those years alone. solitude can do funny things to the mind"

"yeah well, you were gone for such a long time.. i only spent four years on the moon but that was more than enough. it's the being alone that breaks you" luther placed a hand on the briefcase, "you think they'll buy it?"

"well, what i do know is that they're desperate. it's like a cop losing his gun" he alluded, "if the commission finds out they'll be in deep shit, well not to mention that they'll be stuck here until they get it back"

"i should hold onto it" luther suggested, patting it with one hand.

"hm?" five's eyebrows furrowed,

"incase they make a move on you" he added to explain his point.

"okay, luther.. but be careful. i've lived a long life but.. you're still a young man, you've got your whole life ahead of you. don't waste it" y/n snorted and five turned to her, unamused.

"what?" they stared at each other for a moment before five shook his head, looking away with a small smile.

suddenly a car began to drive towards them and they all made to get out of the car. "here we go" five sighed again, he was doing that a lot, y/n realised.

the car continued to drive past them, stopping a few metres away.

"if this all goes sideways.. do me a favour and tell dolores i'm sorry" five turned to luther who nodded slowly.

as five walked away from them y/n leaned back against the car.

"i have a bad feeling about this" she nervously picked at her nails and luther frowned, looking over at her.

"why? what's wrong?"

"that.. i don't know yet" she looked down the road, "i just.. feel like something's off" she shook her head as five walked back, leaning next to her.

luther stepped forwards a bit, "what happens now?"

"now we wait" 

barely a moment later they heard the music of an ice cream truck. y/n squinted against the sun and wind, trying to work out who it was. she took a moment to focus, sensing klaus, diego and ben. uh oh.

as the car got closer luther turned to five, "is that her?"

"luther, you idiot" y/n shook her head, "it's klaus and diego" right on time klaus waved to them as they passed.

the two assassins begun shooting, thinking it was a set up and y/n raised her arms to cover her head as luther stepped in front of her and five to block any shots.

suddenly time stopped.. well, only for five.

he frowned down at y/n next to him, the girl cowering in on herself. he felt bad for bringing her into something like this but she was very persistent.

he slowly stepped under luther's arm, looking at everyone frozen in slight confusion.

"neat trick, isn't it?" a feminine voice called out behind him and he turned to face the woman he had asked to see. the handler. she stared at him, pulling the veil over her face up and onto her hat instead before pulling her sunglasses off.

"hello, five" she smiled, "you look good.. all things considered" she softly gestured to all of him.

"it's good to see you again" he nodded back,

"feels like we met just yesterday, 'course you were a little bit older then" she teased, "congratulations on the age regression, by the way. very clever, threw us all off the scent"

"ah, well, i wish i could take credit" five shrugged, looking away. "i just miscalculated the time dilation of projections and.. well, you know, here i am" his gaze met hers once again, throwing his hands up before putting them back in his pockets, casually.

"you realise your efforts are futile" the handler shifted so that her briefcase was behind her, "so, why don't you tell me what you really want?"

"i want you to put a stop to it" five moved his own hands behind his back. 

"you realise what you're asking for is next to impossible even for me" she shook her head, "what's meant to be is meant to be. that's our raison d'etre" 

"yeah?" five smiled sarcastically, pulling a gun from his shorts "well how about survival as a raison?" 

"i'll just be replaced, i am but a small cog in a machine" the handler waved it off, ignoring the gun pointing straight at her heart. "this fantasy you've been nurturing about summoning up your family to stop the apocalypse is just that.. a fantasy. i must say though, we'll quite impressed with your initiative, your stick-to-it-tiveness, really quite- quite something. which is why we want to offer you, a new position back at the commission, in management" the handler held a hand up, smiling like her offer was an obvious choice.

"sorry what's that now?" five scoffed as she stepped closer, hand tightening on the gun.

"come back to work for us again, you know it's where you belong" 

"well, it didn't work out too well the last time" he glared up at her, not liking the persistence.

"oh but you wouldn't be in the correction department any longer, i'm talking about the home office, you'd have the best health and pension and an end to this ceaseless travel" she laughed freely, "you're a distinguished professional in.. school boy shorts. we have the technology to reverse the process. i mean you- you can't be happy like this" she slowly pushed his gun down, stepping ever closer.

"i'm not looking for happy" he spat through gritted teeth.

the handler only tilted her head, eyeing him carefully before raising a hand to stroke his cheek, "we're all looking for happy. we can make that happen, we can make you.. yourself again"

five huffed a laugh, gesturing to his siblings. "what about my family?"

"what about them?" the handler raised an eyebrow, acting like she didn't already know he intended to save them.

"i want them to survive" 

the handler took in a deep breath, taking in the sight of luther protecting y/n who was still crouching against the car as well as diego and klaus who were in the middle of crashing the ice cream truck.

"all of them?" 

"yes, all of them" he narrowed his eyes at her,

the handler gave him a small smirk, moving towards the recoiled girl. five watched carefully, waiting to see what she would do.

"it's such a shame.. she would have done well with us. if only we could take her too" she reached a hand out, about to touch her but five moved first, spacial jumping in front of her and grabbing her hand. he held her away from y/n.

"don't touch her" he snarled, unmoving from his protective stance. 

"my my, five, i didn't expect such protectiveness from you" the handler merely smirked, stepping away. as they walked back she once again proposed her deal.

"well" the handler begun, reaching a hand into her pocket and pulling out her sunglasses before putting them back on her face. "i'll see what i can do from them.. do we have a deal?" she reached a hand out to him, awaiting his acceptance. he merely stared at her hand before sighing,

"one thing" five stepped back, putting his gun in his shorts again. he walked over to hazel's gun on the floor, taking out the ammunition and chucking it on one side of the road before chucking the rest of the gun to the other. he turned and walked back, noticing the bullet headed towards luther and y/n. he frowned, using his pointer finger and thumb to move it over so that it would hit the car instead of them.

as soon as he shook her outstretched hand they disappeared and time was restored.

y/n shivered, ignoring the bullet hitting the car next to her and the way her siblings scrambled around to get away quick. she allowed herself to be shoved into the car with klaus and diego, spaced out.

"you alright?" diego turned to her while klaus stuck the middle finger up at hazel and cha cha. 

"i felt someone else.. it was only for a moment but i felt someone.." she spoke solemnly, staring at her shaking hands. "and then five just.. disappeared"

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[starglow-xx]

hello! may i request headcanons for chuuya having a crush on someone who's dense? like he could ask them out in the most straightforward way possible and it would still go over their head?

yes, yes of course you may!

sorry this took so long! my computer was out of commission for abt a week (or two..??)

but this is also my birthday writing piece for chuuya!! (4/29/21) i even added a small drabble thingy in addition to the hcs for the occasion hehe

from where i am, it is about fifteen minutes past midnight so it’s officially chuuya day here!!

happy birthday chuuya i love you! you deserve the whole world and everyone is willing to fight tooth and nail to ensure your happiness! we love you! 💗💗

anyways, i hope you all enjoy this! i kinda had some writer’s block but it was still a lot of fun to write! there might be some mistakes, but i’ll scan over it again later. reader is gender neutral! have fun!

chuuya having a crush on a dense! reader

nakahara chuuya x gn! reader

im cackling somebody help him

he’s frustrated bc you can’t take a hint or a thousand but he can’t even be mad bc he’s whipped

“look at you all dressed up today, wanna go out later? my treat?”

“oh really? thanks chuuya-san! you’re such a nice friend. i’ll go invite the others right now, i’ll see you later!”

“...”

fast forward to later in the evening and he finds himself at a little restaurant with the black lizard + higuchi and akutagawa

sigh

in unison all of them go, “thank you for the meal chuuya-san!” (except aku and hirotsu are quieter & and gin just a nods hehe)

“no problem” (ꐦ ´͈ ᗨ `͈ )

gin only pats him on the back in sympathy

he spends a lot of time trying to think of ways to make it absolutely and undeniably clear that he has feelings for you

he always fails

“(y/n) i like you”

“i like you too chuuya-san”

“really?”

“mhm”

“t-then will you—”

“you’re a really great friend! and superior too”

“...nevermind”

“oh were you saying something?”

“nah, just forget about it”

tachihara is laughing in the corner of the corridor

dont worry, chuuya made sure to get back at him

chuuya’s been pinning after you for years and frankly, his failed attempts to woo you has lead everyone to the breaking point

and i mean everyone

yes, even aku

hell even dazai

but dazai also thinks it’s funny, so he doesn’t mind all that much

okay bye bye dazai-san this headcanon set isn’t abt you rn

PLEASE EVERYONE FEELS SO BAD FOR HIM

they knew even if he kissed you, you still might not get it

so they decided to help him

super secret mission get chuuya and (y/n) together is a go!

they’re still working on a proper mission name, don’t mind them

they had a super secret strategy meeting!

you can bet your ass that they nearly got nothing done

akutagawa & kaiji weren’t much help, neither was higuchi, mori, or elise

tachihara nearly got killed for a thoughtless comment

“just tell them chuuya-san!”

“i already fucking did you ass!”

gin, hirotsu, and kouyou were the most helpful !!

hirotsu and kouyou both agreed on the idea that chuuya should try courting with bouquets of flowers instead of flat out asking you bc they knew you found them pretty

(even if you don’t identify as a female, flowers are for everyone no matter gender or sexuality! so let’s normalize giving flowers to everyone <33 )

gin didn’t speak but she used cards to communicate

everyone knew that you weren’t stupid (you wouldn’t have survived in the mafia if you were) but they did know that you were only stupid when it came to all this lovey dovey stuff

i mean, if chuuya gave you flowers every so often, there’s no way that you wouldn’t piece it together at some point

right...??

but kouyou assured him that even though you wouldn’t get it right away, you’d appreciate the gestures and that he’ll stand out more

she even said that if someone gave her flowers, she would appreciate it, whether or not she reciprocated their feelings

it takes guts to be so up front with your feelings after all

gin and hirotsu only nodded with her explanation

once again, this only provoked a reaction out of tachihara

“what do you know gin? i get the old man and kouyou-san, they’re grown, but you? what do you know abt courting? or flowers? what are you a girl?”

akutagawa choked on his cough, higuchi on air, and on the other side of yokohoma at the ada, dazai is cackling

yes, dazai somehow placed a listening device onto chuuya’s hat and was listening in

don’t ask how, it’s dazai

“DAZAI GET YOUR BANDAGED ASS OFF THE COUCH AND STOP LAUGHING”

anyways

the next day, chuuya did what was barely discussed and for once, things actually started to look up

until they started look to down again

at first, it actually looked like you understood his intentions after he gave you a bouquet of flowers

literally everyone was leaning against the opposite hallway you two were in and then they got excited !!

especially chuuya !

but then your expression sort of changed...??

and then in their heads they simultaneously went, “oh no”

they knew that expression

it was very familiar when you tended to friend zone chuuya

but boy let me tell you what you said next made them facepalm and or make their jaws drop

“ah, so you really are friend zoning me huh chuuya-san; what a shame, i really did like you”

LEMME TELL YOU WHEN I SAY THAT CHUUYA WAS DISTRESSED I MEAN HE WAS DISTRESSED

you liked him??

him of all people??

he wasn’t complaining, no of course not, but he still couldn’t believe it

but that wasn’t what he was really focusing on right now

what in any form or language did it say he was friend zoning you?!

flower language apparently

chuuya chose to buy the bouquet of yellow roses, pink carnations, and yellow carnations bc he thought you would appreciate the brighter colors, and so that you’d remember them better (because remembering them, meant remembering him)

but ooh boy

altogether, they meant the exact opposite message he wanted to send

someone help him pls

“you see chuuya-san, yellow roses mean friendship, pink carnations mean gratitude, and yellow carnations mean rejection; sooo in a nutshell, these pretty much say ‘thank you for being my friend, but im rejecting you”

no one can tell if tachihara is crying or wheezing

and dazai is having the time of his life

yes, he started listening in on him again

and chuuya is just stunned

like speechless and unmoving stunned

is he just bad at this whole courting/dating thing?? it’s only been one day and of it and somehow he was the one doing the rejecting??

“thank you for the flowers chuuya-san, i’ll be going now; i’ll make sure to let this affect our friendship. i’ll see you tomorrow!”

you passed by the not so subtle group of people

“tachihara-kun..?? are you alright?”

just for context, he was leaning his forehead against the wall using his forearm

again, it was hard to tell whether he was crying or wheezing

“i-im okay (y/n)-san...i think c-chuuya-san has it worse than me”

“...okay..?”

BACK TO CHUUYA

he’s still frozen poor baby

but it’s okay bc after like 5 more seconds he’s chasing you down the hallway you were walking in

kouyou, with a knowing smile on her face, ushers everyone away towards the opposite direction

she received some whines (ahem, tachihara and mori) but silenced them by summoning golden demon

but it’s okay

if they run fast enough, they can see what happens through the security cameras

chuuya caught up with you and tried to explain everything but he was exhausted

emotionally, physically (bc since when did you walk that fast??), and generally just tired with the whole situation

he just wanted to call you his; was that too much to ask??

as explosive as he can be, he can be calm and collected too

and he really did try to be that way as he talked with you but it was very difficult at the moment

the dumbfounded and confused look on your face his face twitch with annoyance and his heart started beating faster bc god you were cute

BUT THATS BESIDES THE POINT RIGHT NOW

thank goodness after what seemed like years, you finally somewhat understood what happened

you didn’t understand completely but it was something

The two of you stood in the middle of the unusually empty hallway facing each other, you with the bouquet still in hand. It was quiet as you and Chuuya assessed the situation.

You looked at him skeptically and he stared right back you with his gorgeous blue eyes.

“...So you do like me Chuuya-san??”

“Yes”

“And you were trying to court me just now, not friend zone me??”

“Yes”

You got most of your questions out of the way, but there was something that you’ve been wondering about for quite a while.

“...So you’re not gay for Dazai-san??”

“Yes, im not wait—GAY FOR DAZAI?? THAT MACKEREL??”

Chuuya did a double take. What in heavens name made it seem like he liked that suicidal maniac?? Why would he choose him if he had you?

Like he would choose him anyways; or ever consider him as a possible romantic partner.

“Oh, so you are?”

“NO! I SAID I LIKED YOU DIDN’T I?”

“Well yeah, but I thought you liked Dazai-san too. As annoying as he is, he can be quite charming—”

He was out of patience at this point (nope definitely not because you were talking about Dazai who told you that?) and just decided to kiss you.

You immediately melted into the kiss and kissed him back with the same amount of love and feeling.

Letting the bouquet fall to the ground, you wrapped you arms around his neck and his put his on your lower back and brought you closer to him. After a few more moments, the two of you broke apart for air.

The two of you, slightly out of breath, leaned your foreheads against each other and just basked in each others presence.

Chuuya looked into your (e/c) eyes and asked you just a little bit above a whisper, “Now do you get my intentions and feeling?”

You blinked at him before breaking out into a grin, “Hmm I’m not sure; do you wanna do that again Chuuya?”

The red head only blinked back at you before rolling his eyes, a smile present on his handsome features, his heart fluttering at you using his name with the honorific.

“Dumbass”

Smiling cheekily at him, you pressed a kiss on his cheek and started dragging him towards the lobby to take a walk around the building perimeter, knowing that the two of you can’t be too far from work.

The way down to the lobby was mostly in comfortable silence until you said something that made Chuuya want to bash his head against the wall.

“You know, you could’ve just told me you liked me Chuuya. It’s not like I would’ve said no.”

Once again, as the rest of the more power mafia members watch from security cameras, it is hard to tell whether Tachihara is crying or wheezing of laughter.

omake !!

The two of you just started making your way around the building when suddenly a very familiar voice came from Chuuya’s prized hat.

“Chuuyaaaa!! It was about time you stopped being a chicken, Chibi!”

Removing his hat from his head, he started yelling at it not knowing exactly where the listening device was planted.

“TEME! HOW DID YOU—”

“And (y/n)! I would congratulate you, but I think I would rather offer you my condolences. Why him?! He’s just a slimy slug. OOH OOH how would you like to join me in a double suicide?! A shame it won’t be a lover’s suicide but it’ll annoy Chuuya so I think it’ll be worth it! ”

“YOU—”

“And please don’t kiss while I’m listening in. You made me lose my appetite! And it was such a shame! I was eating crab using Kunikida-kun’s money! Do you know what you’ve cost me?!”

“DAZAI YOU PIECE OF—”

“Ah! Kunikida-kun is here! I have to go!”

You can hear something is the background that vaguely sounds like, “DAZAI YOU WASTE OF BANDAGES STOP USING MY MONEY”

“DAZAI DON’T YOU DARE LEAVE IM NOT DONE WITH—”

*Click!*

The click sound from the hat revealed that Dazai disconnected.

Chuuya twitched and glared furiously at his signature hat hating that the voice he hated the most came out of it.

“Aww, I didn’t get to talk to Dazai-san”

Chuuya whipped his head towards you, a look of mock (or real) betrayal showing on his features.

You laughed at him before taking the hat out of his hands and placing it on his head.

He shyly looked away before muttering a thanks making you smile wider. Just as the two of you were about to start walking, a small explosion erupted from his hat; it was likely that Dazai made the listening device self destruct.

“DAZAI YOU BASTARDD”

At the Armed Detective Agency, a certain suicidal maniac hid from the wrath of his current partner as he thought about the wrath his old one.

“Hmmm I wonder if Chuuya would finally stop wearing his ugly hats if I blow all of them up...”

as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3

writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize! the reblog button is there for a reason

[aurumacadicus]

Slice of Your Pie

@saganarojanaolt commissioned a holiday fic with ironfalcon, family fluff, and fade-to-black sexy times! Tony just wants to make sure that his future hubby’s family is taken care of. You can read this on AO3 here.

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Sam leaned against the doorway, crossing his arms and frowning in concern. “You okay?”

Tony turned to blink at him, the plate and towel he’d been drying it with still in his hands. “Yeah, of course. Why?”

“I was just… wondering about the kids’ presents,” Sam admitted.

Tony frowned. “Why? Do they not like them?” He hesitated, then asked, “Should I go buy something else?”

“AJ and Cass love the tablets you got them. Sarah likes that they’ll ping her if they do anything inappropriate,” Sam rushed to assure him. “The gifts are fine. I was just surprised because I thought you were going to get them something else.”

Luckily, Tony stopped looking anxious, instead going back to confused. He tilted his head and frowned again, finally asking, “…Should I have gotten them something else?”

“It’s just, we were discussing their college funds, remember?” Sam began hesitantly. “I wanted to put a couple thousand in each of them a month and you said you’d take care of it?”

“…Yeah. College is taken care of.” Tony said simply. He frowned, brows furrowing together. “…Did you… think that was their Christmas present?”

Sam paused, then began, “Well.”

“I’m not giving them college as a gift,” Tony scoffed, offended. “Sam. I do this for all my friends. Lila, Monica, Barton’s multiple birdlings—I’m paying for all of them. Hopefully you’ll be my husband soon, so of course I’m going to pay for your nephews’ college, idiot.”

“Aw, babe,” Sam said. “That was almost sweet enough for a kiss.”

“I’m always sweet enough for a kiss,” Tony answered mulishly, turning his attention back to the dishes. “I did dishes by hand. I ate one slice of pie. I stopped at three gifts for each person. I don’t just deserve a kiss! I deserve a fucking medal!”

“Uh, you ate one slice of each type of pie,” Sam pointed out, coming up behind him.

“Usually I eat an entire pumpkin pie all by myself,” Tony began, only to cut himself off with a squeak when he felt a pair of lips pressing to the back of his neck to blow a raspberry. “Hey!”

“You’ve shown a tremendous amount of restraint,” Sam agreed, hands coming up to rest on Tony’s waist. “Unfortunately, I don’t have a medal on me.”

Tony paused, then carefully leaned back against him. “Well. I suppose a kiss is acceptable if no medal is immediately available.”

Sam slid his hands around to Tony’s stomach, pulling him to lean against him fully. “You worked real hard to make this a good Christmas for my family, Tony. Thank you.”

“’s no big deal,” Tony muttered bashfully, ducking his head.

“You baked a pie,” Sam argued.

Tony scoffed. “Mama Rhodes baked a pie so I could make a good impression.”

“You helped make the pie,” Sam corrected, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck. He slid his hands down a little so he could grab the front of Tony’s shirt in his fists and pull it from where it was tucked in his slacks. “And you did make a good impression. Sarah thinks you’re too handsome for me.”

“Clearly she didn’t notice my gray hair,” Tony began, only to cut himself off with a startled hum as Sam began unbuttoning and unzipping his slacks. “Sam—”

“Sarah and the kids are out looking at Christmas lights with Bucky. He owes me,” Sam explained, hands sliding into his pants. “I wanted to reward you for making this such a nice Christmas for my family.”

“It wasn’t much,” Tony began, blushing a little, and bit his bottom lip to stop a gasp when Sam’s hand slipped under the hem of his briefs. “Sam.”

“You skipped Christmas with Pepper and the Rhodes for the first time in thirty years to spend time with my family. It’s kind of a big deal,” Sam replied, curling his fingers around Tony’s cock. “Colonel Rhodes threatened me if this didn’t go well. With the suit.”

Tony tipped his head back over Sam’s shoulder, breath shuddering as he tried not to rut up into his grip. “They could come back at any time—”

“Bucky has promised me at least an hour. He owes me,” Sam repeated smugly.

Tony lost any will to argue with the promise of an hour, eyes fluttering shut as he thrust his hips up into Sam’s grip. “Must’ve been good, for a whole hour,” he managed after a moment, mouth dropping open into a wanton sob when Sam’s other hand slipped down the back of his briefs, fingers trailing between his cheeks. “Sam.”

Sam pressed his lips to Tony’s ear, humming quietly. “I bet I can get you off three times.”

“Please I baked a pie,” Tony whimpered, leaning more of his weight against him.

Sam attempted to muffle his laugh in Tony’s shoulder, but he didn’t think he was particularly successful, especially when Tony whimpered in complaint. “Okay. We’ll stop at two tonight,” he said, mirth in every word.

“You’re making fun of me,” Tony whined petulantly, squirming in his grip.

Sam pressed a finger against his hole more insistently, and Tony went limp in his grip, fight forgotten. “I think,” he murmured, pressing his lips to Tony’s ear again. “That we should head to the living room. I’m thinking the couch by the tree. It’s the best place to be able to unwrap you like present,” he teased.

Tony squirmed, finally turning to wrap his arms around Sam’s neck and lean in for a kiss. “Or we could have hot kitchen sex,” he breathed into Sam’s mouth.

“I want to lay you out on the couch and take you apart, so no,” Sam breathed back. “It’s the holidays. I'm craving some peach pie.”

Tony let out an amused huff. “Yeah, okay,” he said. “But you have to carry me.”

Sam bent immediately to pull Tony into a fireman’s carry, rushing out of the kitchen to Tony’s startled laughter.

[tickly-trashcan]

A Bard’s Discovery {Venti & Aether}

A/N: okieeee here’s a little something i wrote like,,, six months ago LOL i hope everyone enjoys this for now while i work on some other stuff! thank you all so much for your support, it means so much to meee~! The pick and choose is still going and i’m almost done with the first one (hooray!) so that should be posting soon! I hope everyone has a lovely day/night! :D

Summary: Aether is being smart with Paimon, and when she accidentally reveals one of his secrets to a certain Tone-Deaf Bard, what kind of peril will Aether find himself in?

Word Count: 1.3k (under the cut)

“I can’t believe you! I was almost a hilichurl’s dinner and you don’t even care!” Paimon wailed, floating next to a now very irritated and bruised up Aether.

“First off, you weren’t almost a hilichurl’s dinner, you’re being dramatic. Second, it’s your own fault for flying in the way when I was trying to take care of my commissions!”

Paimon put her hands on her hips, frowning as she continued to pout.

“You owe me a sticky honey roast,” She said firmly. Aether sighed. Paimon could be so difficult sometimes…

Aether crossed his arms and straightened his back, turning his head away from Paimon in a huff.

“You can pay for your own sticky honey roast, I don’t owe you a single Mora,” Aether said, grinning as Paimon gasped in an obviously offended tone. Aether decided to continue his little rant, putting his hands on his hips as he faced Paimon now, whose brows were furrowed in anger.

“I’m the Honorary Knight of Mondstadt! I could buy as many sticky honey roasts as I want and I wouldn’t need to share a single one with you.”

Aether tried to hide his grin. It would be funnier to see Paimon’s reaction when he told her he was joking and that he would get her that sticky honey roast. As much as she could annoy him, he cared a lot about Paimon, and did feel a bit bad about the commission incident from earlier.

Paimon started whining as her eyes welled up, and she stomped her feet midair as she wailed.

“You’re so mean!”

Aether quickly realized he might have gone too far and reached out his hands frantically, unsure of what to do.

“P-Paimon, I was kidding, I didn’t mean it-”

“Got you! Ha! You deserved that. Now get me a sticky honey roast!” Paimon said. 

Aether’s sympathy immediately vanished. Paimon had been faking it just to guilt him further into getting a sticky honey roast. He sighed, realizing he had been yet again beaten by his smaller travel companion. 

“Y’know, you’re awfully gullible,” Paimon commented and Aether flashed her a quick glare.

“You’re one to talk.”

“Hey Aether, look over there!” Paimon quickly said, pointing up. Aether turned to where Paimon was pointing and squeaked when he felt a sudden poke to his tummy. He turned around to glare again at Paimon who laughed, clutching her own tummy as she somersaulted in the air.

“You’re awfully ticklish too! Not something you’d want the hilichurls to find out about!” Paimon joked and Aether blushed. He shoved Paimon gently as she rolled through the air, waving her arms around to try and stop herself from rolling out of control.

“Oh? So you’re ticklish?” A sudden voice came, and Aether immediately spun around to see a particular bard standing directly behind him, hands behind his back.

“V-Venti!” Aether exclaimed, surprised by his friend's sudden presence. Paimon gasped at the sight of the short, green-clad boy and pointed a finger at him.

“Tone-Deaf Bard! What are you doing here?!”

“I was just walking along my way, waiting to spread my songs all throughout town, when I heard a certain fact come from a little floating clown,” Venti said, shooting a look at Paimon when he finished his sentence. Aether held back a snicker as he realized who Venti was talking about, but froze when he realized something else.

There was a certain mischievous look in Venti’s eyes, one that only came about when he was about to play a prank of some sort. Aether took a step back from the bard, narrowing his eyes as Venti took a step forward, keeping the distance short between the two of them.

“What kind of fact did you learn from this clown, Venti?”

Paimon looked between the two of them, still confused on what they were talking about. Venti chuckled.

“Want to find out?”

Aether took no time in bolting away from Venti, already catching wind of what exactly the short bard was planning. Paimon wailed as she floated after Aether, looking behind to see Venti gliding after the two of them.

“What’s happening?” She asked, barely keeping up with Aether.

“Well after a certain someone decided to spill the beans about me being ticklish, Venti wants to try it out!”

Paimon gasped, covering her mouth with her tiny hands. “Who spilled the beans??”

Aether groaned in frustration, ducking into an alleyway and looking back out to see if Venti was still following him. He sighed in relief when he didn’t see any sign of Venti gliding after him and slunked against the wall.

“Yahoo!”

Aether jumped out of his skin as a noise somewhat like a scream escaped his lips, making Venti laugh.

“Did I scare you~?” Venti said in a teasing tone, making Aether blush as he realized half of Mondstadt had probably heard him scream in fear.

“You better not… you know,” Aether said, scooting away from Venti who sat next to him. He cocked his head innocently.

“Better not what, Honorary Knight?”

Aether grumbled. Paimon had tried to play this trick on him several times before, he wasn’t going to fall for it again.

“You better not tickle me,” Aether finally muttered.

Venti sighed, stretching his arms up before looking at Aether, a small grin on his face.

“Aether, you should know this by now,” Venti said, placing a hand on Aethers knee, making him freeze. “Bards don’t make promises we can’t keep.”

Before Aether could jump up and run away, Venti pounced. Aether yelped as Venti yanked him into his lap, immediately digging his fingers into Aether’s ribs, making the blonde shriek.

“Vehehehenti! Venti, dohohohon’t!”

Venti whistled as he shook his head, Aether curling up in his lap and trying to wiggle away from his fingers, but to no avail.

“Don’t what? I’m not even doing anything!”

“Yohohohou areee!”

“Really~?”

Aether threw his head back and shrieked when Venti dug under Aether’s arms, Aether immediately clamping his arms to his sides as a reflex. He squirmed around in Venti’s lap as the green-clad boy laughed with him, teasing him the whole time.

“Looks like someone’s awfully ticklish! I’ll need to thank Paimon for that intel later~”

“Leheheheave me aloooone!” Aether wailed, giggling hysterically as Venti continued to scribble under his arms, Aether wiggling around in his lap.

“Stahahahap!”

“‘Stahahap’? Sorry, what does that mean? Use your words, Aether!”

Aether threw his head back and laughed as Venti trailed back down his ribs, now squeezing his bare sides as Aether shrieked.

“My my, for someone so ticklish you sure wear some revealing clothes! I wonder… are you ticklish here?”

Venti started to scribble over Aether’s tummy, making the blonde jolt and yell with mirth, laughter pouring from his lips as Venti chirped. He pinched and prodded at Aether’s sensitive tummy, Aether arching his back and then curling up as Venti started to squeeze his hips as well.

“Vehehehentiiii! No mohohohohoreee! I’m-I’m dying!”

Venti laughed, going back to Aether’s tummy as he scratched at the lower part, making Aether squeal. “You’re not dying! But you are as red as a tomato now!”

It was true. Aether’s face was a bright red and tears were starting to prick the corners of his eyes as Venti continued to torture his tummy. Venti hummed, kneading Aether’s hips again before darting back up under his arms, keeping Aether completely on-guard as he continued to tickle him.

“Stahahahap! Plehehehease, I cahahan’t! Uncle!”

Venti stuck out his tongue, scribbling over Aether’s tummy one last time before letting him go, Aether immediately crawling away from Venti as the bard laughed amusedly.

“I always suspected you were ticklish, but that was something else!” Venti teased, still laughing as Aether blushed, embarrassed by Venti’s teasing.

“Well I bet you’re just as ticklish!” Aether pouted, and Venti shook his head, smirking.

“Nah, not me. I’m not ticklish at all!”

Aether smirked, and Venti’s confident grin suddenly faded. “H-Hey, I’m being serious. And don’t you dare try it!”

“But if you’re not ticklish then you’d be fine with it, right?”

Venti squeaked in fear and bolted, Aether running after him as they laughed, racing around Mondstadt as they continued to mess with each other, spending the rest of the day giggling and laughing.

[warmau]

love struck!au x tbz

find other love struck!aus here: monsta x | day6 | ateez *this post was commissioned through kofi

sangyeon

confident sangyeon spends half the day flirting with you

then shy sangyeon spends the rest of the day running embarrassment laps around the creker building

he has high spikes of adrenaline where its just quite literally circling you with hearts in his eyes and doves singing 

and then low long silent moments where he sits in a corner, muttering at the wall and everyone is like what is going on with him

if he could he might just spend eternity flip-flopping between the two

it’d take an intervention to get him to just seize the opportunity during one of his more positive moods to just ask you on a date

the only problem is he talks so fast and so jumbled and waves his hands around 

and you’re like wh-

and he’s like datetommorrowcoffeeorteawhichdoyoupreferdoyounotevenwanteitherwhataboutumlikeamoviepleasesayyes

once again you are like ?

and sangyeons meter of confidence is slowly depleting hes about to run away until sunwoo is like 

let me step in and translate: 

sangyeon wants to go on a date with you tomorrow

when you brighten up and accept, sangyeon just breathes a sigh of relief and maybe almost tips over from the intense amount of feelings hitting him at once lol

jacob

no one takes him seriously when he starts saying he likes you

not because you’re unlikable but because jacob says it with such normalcy that everyone is like

nah

if you liked them, you would definitely be all mushy and shy and embarrassed about it

and jacob is like what are you talking about im not embarrassed to have a crush on someone i think is really awesome 

even kevin is like dude don’t push it - you shouldnt make jokes about liking people

and jacob is just like *blinks*

but seriously, everyone expects him to be writing lyrics in secret and practicing some kind of grand serenade to ask you out - like you’re literally an angel dude so you have to like someone in the most cupid-esque way possible

which jacob is just like :/ about because there’s no right way to show someone how much you like them-

juyeon: sorry what i was not listening?

you on the other hand, don’t ever even catch wind of it because jacob is so sweet at all times

polite, caring, gentle touches, lots of eye contact, little smiles that make your heart melt, the usual

that you just assume he’s like this to everyone so of course you are clueless and his lack of grandiose confessions is making everyone else clueless too

until one day jacob is like fine if no one believes me ill just tell them a

nd everyone in the room is like pfft would love to see you try-

three seconds later jacob is standing in front of you and saying “want to date me?” and you’re so shocked you can’t speak

but the rest of tbz is so shocked at least three of them nearly faint 

younghoon

keeps his mouth shut

literally like shut shut like not a WORD to you or to anyone in a five foot distance of you

he’ll be talking to chanhee about something and you’ll walk in and suddenly younghoon just hits pause

chanhee is like hello are you broken hello and younghoon is just _____

until you walk out of the room and then he’s like

“-that’s why i think we shouldn’t include that dance move”

and chanhee is like what the hael just happened

you will be in a conversation and pull younghoon over to join you and when you’re like what do you think!!!!!!!1

he looks at you and the cognitive function for speech just disappears 

maybe its your cute face accelerating his heartbeat or maybe its the all the nerves in his body going haywire because all he wants to say is how much he really really likes you

but he can’t just SAY that so instead he says nothing

sometimes he’s lucky and members who understand this younghoon lovestruck glitch are around can save him

but sometimes its just you and him and silence until youre like ok- well-

you think maybe he just doesnt want to talk to you because he doesnt like you

so you apologize for bothering him

and its like everything that has ever blocked him from speaking before just flies out the window

because suddenly younghoon is holding your hands in his and saying

“no, im sorry. i just dont know what to say because i like you so much.”

it’s the longest sentence you’ve ever heard from him

and you are so flustered but all you can say back is

“you can keep saying ‘i like you’ if you want...........”

younghoon for the rest of the week: i like you

you: giddy

tbz: kinda wishing he’d shut it again 

hyunjae

there’s no lovestruck period, it’s straight up infatuation from day ONE

and it comes at full force

hyunjae is like bubblegum, stuck to you and only you

sugary sweet and always reminding you that he is available whenever you decided you want to take him

it can really overwhelm someone, because his attention is fixated and forthcoming

and i mean you’d really have to lack all the common sense in the world not to see that he’s interested

but that’s the thing interest is not always a form of sincerity so you just kind of chalk it up to him trying to be funny

and he sprawls across your lap like a cat

happy with the fact that you just giggle and smile because ok you might never believe that he’s so in love with you it hurts but at least you still let him near you

really people probably ask you if you’re dating him and when you say you’re not their follow up is usually like well arent you exhausted having someone you dont love always around

and you’re like um - no well - i mean - and you are like ok i mean i do love him but im not going to be a fool and fall into a trap of thinking im special

and hyunjae will literally be like they are special. i feel nothing for anyone else, it is just them

and you’re like see! he’s so sweet!

and at some point i think you either drive hyunjae crazy and he kisses you because words are pointless - actions are everything

or chanhee pushes you two into each other from pure, unfiltered annoyance 

“if you love each other stop pretending like it’s a big joke and just DATE!”

juyeon

return to kindergarten romance

literally he sees you and goes pink to the ears and slinks behind his friends even though he’s taller than most of them

and he can barely hide the fact that he jumps over the rainbow when your shoulders brush in the halls

if no one knew any better, juyeon probably scribbles your name in hearts on a notebook page somewhere

but then crumples it up and almost eats it if anyone tries to see what he’s up to

but again you enter the vicinity and he’s goo - muttering and forgetting to string nouns to verbs or whatever

everyone is so amazed that someone with so much charisma on stage can turn this goddamn goofy around someone he likes

and you are energetic and bright - you always want to pull juyeon into the loop - and you think the flustered look on his face is just from genuine surprise or confusion

and you’re like “oh! let me explain what we’re doing blah blah blah” and yes juyeon knows you guys are going to play monopoly but like words? dont? come ? out ? of ? his ? mouth?

and just like kindergarten he probably ends up writing you a note about how much he likes you (tick this box for yes and this box for no) or some form of that

maybe like a text where he is like hi do you want to go on a date and it was actually supposed to be like a ten page essay about why he likes you but then he got too nervous to send it so yeah

its a text that comes out of the blue and when you agree and see juyeon in person the next day you’re like why didn’t you just ask me like months ago

and once again, words? dont? come? out? of? his? mouth?

kevin

gift giving

nonstop gift giving

like to a point where jacob is worried about kevin’s spending habits 

but it is all like handmade items and cute stuff he sees that reminds him of you 

and everyone knows he has a crush before he can even process it because they’re doing a show halfway across the country and everyone is like practicing or doing something on their own

and kevin’s like guys look i saw this in a shop and it reminded me of-

all of tbz looking at him like: we know who it reminded you of

he plays it off though when he gives you the gifts, he’s like ah this was just like in my bag or whatever or oh i made this extra keychain when i had a day off like do you want it

and kevin thinks he is so sly and covering it up so damn well but he isn’t 

you try to give gifts back, mostly because you feel bad that he’s always offering something to you

and one day you are like - at first as a kind of jest - like “here ill just give you myself in return” 

and you throw your arms around his neck like you’ve done a million times before and oh shit you think kevin is going to pass out with how fast his heart starts beating and how he overheats

and you’re like kevin?!??!?! are you ok!?!??! and he’s like areyouserious

and you’re like wh and he’s like are you serious about that,,,,and you’re like oh well i mean do you even want someone like me

and kevin unblinkingly is like of course you are the only person i want

and suddenly you realize that these gifts youve been getting are kevin’s love language and its so freaking cute

(but also stop spending money just give kisses instead) (kevin agrees but he is still like im buying you anything cute i see because u are cute and cute people deserve cute things we love kevin moon logic)

changmin

ignores his feelings by throwing himself into his work

much to the surprise of no one, because he’s naturally a workoholic and perfectionist, but this time something is off

no one should be beating themselves up over such miniscule mistakes like he is

and hyunjae is convinced changmin has finally lost it, like the goddamn lid has flew off the kettle with this one

because they finish practice and everyone is clapping and changmin looks like he’s going to crush the speakers with his bare hands

less lovestruck as he is loveconfused because the real reason he’s so upset is like

he wants to focus so hard on being a great performer and whatnot but when he shuts his eyes or takes a moment to breath

his brain is fuzzy with thoughts of you and not like super romantic flowery thoughts like you see in movies or read in comics

its just little snapshots of you being,,,,,,,,,,,you

laughing along with eric, fixing the hem of your shirt in the mirror, waving at changmin before looking both ways and crossing the street to his side

GOD WHEN HAS SOMEONE CROSSING THE STREET MADE HIS HEART DO A BACKFLIP

the worst thing is he can’t seem to find a way for it to stop until like you are actually in front of him

like the real you - not the memories and thoughts he has daily of you - no just you

and you’re putting your hands on his face and he’s sweaty and hot from dancing for god knows how long and you’re like 

“don’t wear yourself out like this, take care of yourself - if you don’t want to do it for you - can you do it for me?”

and changmin realizes oh right - for you, for you he could move mountains, for you he could fly, like seriously for you he could do anything

and he thinks he just says this to himself but he just said it outloud and somewhere in the room hyunjae is slapping his knee like

“AH! he’s not nuts - he’s just in love.”

chanhee

falls head over heels for you and expects you to read his mind about it

you walk into a room and he sits up a little straighter and is like ok one step two step ok come over to me, look at me, pay attention to me

and you - because you are not a mindreader - go to talk to juyeon first

and chanhee is like OH I SEE HOW IT IS and gets all moody there on out

honest to god he probably knows he’s overreacting but he just does not get why you cant tell how he’s feeling

and he asks like everyone this question and theyre like what? because you aren’t making it obvious at all?

and chanhee is like what the hell do you mean i totally make it obvious and everyone is like did you ask them out? did you get them a gift? did you compliment them?

and chanhee crosses his arms like no......but like......i smiled at them in a way i dont smile at the rest of you clowns

tbz: :/ 

either way, you start to notice this pattern, that when chanhee is not getting your attention he gets a little like a cat and curls himself away from you

so you, much like one with a cat, start to shower him in attention

and he just uncurls and gets all giddy and swats anyone away who tries to get into your little bubble with him

and its a bit entertaining really lol but you think its just chanhee being chanhee

till it keeps happening over and over and over again and you’re like ok wait

and chanhee is like hmm and you’re like why dont we just go somewhere alone together like on a date or something if thats what you like so much

and chanhee, who has been under the suspicion you have been going on dates sitting together in the tbz practice room is like 

“oh right! a date, um i guess sure!”

inside he is screaming 

haknyeon

does not waste time, he puts his detective hat on and makes a plan

for one of the youngest members he probably puts the most diligence into liking someone 

its not just lovestruck butterflies and running away whenever you’re around

haknyeon swats all that gooey-mushy stuff away and is like ok lets see what movies do you like? what kind of food do you like? he has to know so that when he asks you out he is ready to impress

it shocks some of his other members, sangyeon has never seen haknyeon almost bite younghoon’s hand when he tried to as him to get off the shared desktop

haknyeon just wants to know everything about you - which kevin says he could probably do by talking more to you

and haknyeon is like go away grandpa and kevin is like WH-

either way, when it all comes to a head and haknyeon has memorized what he’s going to say in his confession to you for the one millionth time

he does not prepare for what actually happnes

which is you bound up to him with your arms open and you’re like let’s hang out! just the two of us!

and he’s like ok ill go get the other- wait

haknyeon.exe has stopped working

because truth be told he’d spend so much time trying to research and be perfect when all you really like about him is how fun and eccentric he can be

so you just ask him out first and this was not in the plan, but haknyeon is not about to let go of your warm hand as you pull him along beside you

sunwoo

swears to deny it to his grave because one) it’s embarrassing and.........no that’s it. it is embarrassing to have feelings

jacob: feelings aren’t embarrassing! they’re the reason we can care so deeply about others <3

sunwoo: ok nerd........keep it moving

and unlike younghoon who just goes silent around the people he likes or juyeon who tries to find sangyeon to hide behind 

sunwoo just straight up is like cold. and you are like what didi i do?

everyone is just like he’s complicated, it’s just who he is and he’s young so just ignore him

but it makes you sad that sunwoo just doesn’t want to be your friend

and in sunwoo’s head he’s like I DONT WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND BECAUSE YOU ARE MY DREAM PERSON BUT THATS SO FREAKING CORNY TO SAY SO LET ME JUST MAKE GRUMPY FACE

he also has such a bad luck, even when he’s not trying to come off mean he probably accidentally spills something on you or breaks something of yours

and instead APOLOGIZING like everyone is telling him to do he just yoinks out of the room and you’re like damn :( 

to be honest, i think the more you guys get distant the more sunwoo falls deeper into it because even with everything

you are always so kind and sweet and how? like how? how are you doing that?

it probably takes a miracle or actually just like someone spilling the beans to you that sunwoo stayed up all night trying to fix the bracelet of yours he broke for it to all change

for you to find sunwoo and hug him and thank him for trying to fix it and the minute you touch him its like 

all these stupid little walls he built melt into nothing and sunwoo is just like i like you so much im sorry im so dumb and you’re like

well you’re like shocked but youre like im sorry i also like you and im also dumb sometimes

both of you standing there wide eyed but also like super super super giddy

one day you aren’t even talking to each other the next day you are cuddling on the couch

kevin: these people are giving me literal whiplash 

eric

thinks you’ll never feel the same way so he does the next best thing, he tries to be your bestest friend

for someone so spunky and confident in himself most of the time you’d think lovestruck eric would just GO for it

but more than he is like outgoing and brave, he is devoted to people he loves

and losing you as a friend over confessing his feelings would probably spiral him into a dark place

so he’ll just take his spot as a super close friend, and horrible wingman 

who tries to get you to admit that you like someone in the group when you have told eric ten times no you dont like changmin like that and yes juyeon is cute but youre not interested

and eric just wants you to be happy and he thinks youre lying and keeping it from him because like you think it would be weird to date someone in tbz

and he’s like cmon tell me! or do you like someone from skz, im friends with felix - do you think he’s cute

and at some point it wears you down and you are just like over to play video games and have fun with eric

and he’s like hey felix said you were pretty when i showed him a photo and you are like ERIC LISTEN TO ME and he’s like blinking like oh?

and you’re like i do like someone but its you and so since that isnt going to happen lets move on

and eric is like lets not move on because from the minute i saw you i thought cupid lodged an arrow so deep in my heart its been stuck their permanently and yes i watched hercules last night so i made that analogy isn’t it about time you kissed me so i would shuttup?

and when you do you’re like ok i have wanted to do that SO many times and he’s like well you should have

and youre like dont be sassy i will bring up every oppurtunity you tried to hook me up with your group member if you do and he’s like

i will shut my mouth forever if that is what you wish <3