#i'd love to see it mhmhm

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

To make you feel better, this is my offering!

Climbing to the top of the stairs next to Bubu pharmacy you sit near the edge of the cliff quietly waiting with your lantern for the fireworks to finally set off. You hear somebody behind you, but it wasn’t rustling that you heard, it was purring, purring from your favourite person but in a bigger, fluffier form. He sat down a bit further behind from you so that people couldn’t see him from down below. You move back a bit to nussle into his side, his warm fluff and purring soothed you on this cold airy night. As the fireworks lit the sky with a stunning array of red, oranges, yellows.

As all of the lanterns light up liyue, and gently raise into the sky, you hold one of legacy’s hand and the other helps you lift your own lantern into the sky.

A new beginning for a new year to come. One that hopefully keeps your Ajax and legacy beside you.

Some fluff for you wifi hope you feel better and have some flowers 💐

🍑 anon

!!!! thank you very much for the flowers my dear i will put them in a vase right away :D

ohhh my goodness after you release the lantern, you lean back against Foul Legacy's chest, his arms coming to wrap around you. with one smooth motion he whirls you around so you're facing him, looking at you with a world's worth of love and adoration in his crystalline eye before leaning in and nudging his forehead against yours. with a kind laugh you reach to cup his face in your hands, cooing at the way he melts into your touch. no one notices- Lantern Rite is too big of an occasion, so you take your time scratching underneath Foul Legacy's chin and behind his horns, listening to his blissful purrs and smoothing down his fluffy ginger hair

it's getting late, and you yawn tiredly. with a croon Foul Legacy scoops you into his arms, wings fluttering open to bring you back home. he lands on the roof, looking upwards towards the sky blooming with colors, and you snuggle closer to admire the numerous lanterns floating on air, only to sneeze at the chilled night. Foul Legacy whines, bumping his head against your cheek, and you turn to place a small kiss met with a flustered yelp. he ducks his head, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, cheeks burning, and you burst into delighted laughter, petting his hair

"Happy new year, to me and you, my beloved Legacy"

[chels-void]

Worries and a date

Sigma x Reader

" Ah—...how would i even.. "

You can't convince me that this ube keso man with one of the most hellishly layered hair in the universe—did not plan for weeks or tried to find a way to properly approach you without making you uncomfortable.

Every layer of hair he has is a layer of anxiety and worry, for himself and probably the casino, congratulations— you're a part of the layers of worry.

God has simply forsaken him just by birthing him with that haircut.

He may have panicked in the process because of his own thoughts; however, He's quick to compose himself and collect his thoughts.

He tried to not make it obvious while he was working, but the casino employees definitely noticed somehow, Some did joke lightly about it, Comically, he just sweat dropped in slight embarrassment.

He's never asking for help from nikolai again, he tried—but lets say he just found it "shocking." — I'll leave that to your interpretation.

He's trying not to suffocate himself in his own thoughts.

But he did get a few advices from a few people in the casino, some said flowers, some said food or just pure honesty with words.

So with that he spent WEEKS trying to see what you'd most likely love to be approached with, a very worrisome process he'd say, definitely.

He keeps glancing at your mannerism and actions throughout the week just to make it nice enough.

"I shouldn't ask them in a crowded place if they don't like that— would a more private and gentlemanly approach do well?..wait— no that sounds like I'll put them in too much pressure to accept...argh— !"

He certainly would ask himself many, many questions.

And you know what this man did?— simple is an understatement for this one.

He bought himself some flowers that his brain said reminded him of you or at least wanted to convey, Spent almost 3 hours writing something when the time comes he's approaching you, and a little cupcake of your favorite flavor, If you do not like cupcakes, assume it's your favorite dessert !

The bouquet looks to have Lavenders, roses, tulips and chrysanthemum, he most likely did some research on it for awhile.

I need me a man/woman like this, Good lord when.

I think he'd probably invite you to a cafe politely at a time where there's less people, for the benefit of you and himself, Works well in his head— Seeing that if you don't like being surrounded by busy noises of a cafe and etc.

And maybe also to save him from the embarrassment if he does happen to get rejected on a date and you walk away with a sorry and a bow.

Ah.. he's so dreamy 😔...

You'd most likely be the first to arrive in the cafe, but you obviously have your doubts if this is simply a hang out or a potential date, either way— you'd be satisfied.

Surprising that the cafe is so quiet?— calm.

Or maybe the fact theres only a few people in here.

And another surprising thing is that the waitresses/waiter's of the cafe escorted you to a seat that gives you the decent privacy you'd ever want in a cafe near a window with good lighting even !— just makes you question even more if it was just a hang out or a date.

You're internally giggling at this point, i mean— i would too, you already placed your bets it is.

Sigma made it quite obvious— a product of his panic and worry caused it, but you can feel his effort wholeheartedly.

He enters holding that bouquet, his little memorized speech of agonizing effort and admiration and a tiny dessert you'd definitely enjoy.

You'd giggle because he looks so silly and sigma just scratches his head in embarrassment as he takes a seat across you.

"You know... you're already taking me out on a date right now by just having me in front of you in a cafe— mhmhm ! "

"Ah..— do i say...uhmm..."

"I'm all ears, I'd love to hear it."

I guess he already took you out on a date before he even got to speak— but certainly he's glad it went well.

- @ ok chell | Twt

[creative-kny-fics]

Can u do a lee!shinobu and any of the hashira at a ler!

Of course! I recently uploaded a fic, so what is it could be considered the second part! I chose how to read Kanae, because she is or was the one who knows Shinobu best

Ler: Kanae Kocho

Lee: Shinobu Kocho

'Hey Kocho, but I still have a question' 'Hmm? Which would be Tomioka-San?' 'Are you ticklish?',

Shinobu smiled and mused for a moment. 'Me? Mmmm...'

'Shinobu, what's wrong? Are you still upset about Sanemi?' 'Of course not, it's ridiculous', Shinobu crossed her arms and frowned, yes she was upset but still-

Kanae turned her head confused, she knew her sister, her anger was obvious.

'Shinobu please don't be angry. I always like to see a smile on your face' 'I'd be happy if you let me teach the wind hashira a lesson'

'Oww Shinobu, come on~!', Kanae sang as she hugged her sister. Shinobu blushed slightly and looked down, trying to hide her smile.

'I see a smirk~' 'I don't know what you're talking about-', Shinobu panicked a little when she realized that her sister wouldn't let her get away.

'Kanae, no!' 'Not what, Shinobu? No, this?', Kanae gently prodded her sides, smiling as her sister gritted her teeth into a smile.

'N-no! Ka-Kan-ae!' 'Yes Shinobu? What's wrong?' Kanae sat up and placed Shinobu on her lap, as she lowered herself and prodded her hips. 'Kanae! Enough!'

'Is not sufficient! Come on Shinobu! I know you can't hide your laughter from me for a long time~'

'A-Ah!' 'Ohhh~ I see a little smile~ come on Shinobu~! Kitchy kitchy kitchy!', Shinobu kicked the floor for a few seconds, she wasn't going to give in, it was going to be ridiculous!

'Ne ne Shinobu, tsun tsun! Tsun tsun!', Kanae then started poking around her sister's waist, her reaction was evident.

'Kanahahahahae! Stahahahap!' 'Oh, why Shinobu~? Come on~! You loved being tickled when we were kids!', embarrassment, Shinobu covered her flushed face with her hands.

'No no, don't you dare hide your smile from me!' 'Mhmhm!! hey! KAHAHAHANAE!!', Shinobu howled when in one quick movement, Kanae picked her up and blew a raspberry into her belly. 'There's that giggle I love!'

'STAHAHAHAP! MHHHHH!!', nope, Shinobu didn't understand what to put up with, her laughter only made everything worse

'Looks like I'll have to apply my methods too!' 'Nooo! Dohoho't you dahaHAHAHAHHARE!!! KANAE!!'

'Shinobu?' 'Of course not Tomioka-san. I'm not, but you are~'

'Shinobu, wait- let's talk about this!' 'Come here Tomioka!', and so Shinobu and Giyuu were playing cat and mouse for a while.

[fallencrowkarma]

But what if i say,,, NO! And then also hold you at metaphorical knifepoint and turn the question back on you >>

Gimme a character to doodle for u as an early present, hand them over pls and ty

(I'd assume mouchie but I think it best to give u a choice)

I See how it Is >:OO

Fair enough, naturally i always Love me a cute lil mouchie 🥹 If you're Feeling experimental a Kaveh is also very much acceptable mhmhm

[viciouslyfilthy]

(for Maxwell!)

your  name: Annalise Kamiya-Dubois

your age: LOST COUNT

your perfect date: It's a bit on the simple side, but a date at home. A home-cooked meal, some hot tea, a cozy environment, and absolutely no one to bother us.

make out in private or in public?:  Private, if that's fine. I get rather shy.

do you like to cuddle?: Absolutely!

tell me something about you: I'm a great cuddle partner because I'm always warm. I'm a living heated blanket.

why do you want to be my valentine?: Because I like you! I want to learn more about you and get to know you better.

A VALENTINE'S APPLICATION.

'She likes me...?'

Maxwell had to reread the application a few times to make sure he was seeing right.

She was such a sweet wom- err.. dragoness, did she not know of his villainous background? Of his roots? What could someone as kind as her want to do with him? And the first time they met, he did not think he had made the greatest impression.. not for someome who used to be King. He was so woefully awkward. Barely surviving on his own. Pathetic.

But then again... it wasn't like he'd want to reject her lovely application! And he didn't even force her to do anything to write it! Therefore it was a win, fair and square!

"Do you, now? Mhmhm.." he chuckled darkly, "careful what you wish for, Annalise~" Maxwell smirked, delicately fixing his tie, his ego inflating a little; he felt a splash of overconfidence washing over him.

"I'd be more than flattered to tell you about myself, love! Let us talk this over some lunch... or dinner, whatever you prefer. Say, do you like magic?"

[libraryofloveletters]

The Babysitter

Chapter Three: Why Not Me? 

Nick Amaro x Fem!Reader

Series Summary: Nick wasn’t looking for love and you weren’t looking for a job. A phone call and one day together seemed to change both of your lives. for better or for worse ? That’s up to you.

Warnings: reader is 19, mild flirting per usual, mentions of a shitty/somewhat abusive boyfriend, one mention of religion, protective!Nick, a tiny argument between Nick and reader, a kiss or two and a slightly suggestive motive at the end. 

Word Count: 2,135 words

Author’s Note: the next 2 chapters are gonna be a whirlwind so look out for that :) 

the babysitter taglist :) // series masterlist

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After Zara shouted for you, Nick found his way to his bedroom. Sitting on his bed, the man ran a hand over his face. 

He didn’t just kiss the girl that worked for him, did he? He didn’t sleep with her but he would have had his daughter not called out to her. 

You knock on his door, sticking your head in. “I’m gonna put the cupcakes in the containers for her to take tomorrow and then head out.” you look over at him, hoping he'd tell you to forget about that and come join him in bed. 

But instead you got a ‘okay’ in response. 

No hard feelings, of course. 

You wrote the kiss up to him needing some sort of stress relief from work or a momentary lapse in judgement. 

Giving him a small smile before shutting his bedroom door. You do as you mentioned, putting the cupcakes into a few containers and sticking them into the fridge for the night. Afterwards, you gather your laptop and notebooks from the coffee table and put them into your bag before heading out. 

You had just shut the door when it reopened, the sudden light from the entryway illuminating the dark pathway in front of the house. Turning, you see Nick standing there. 

“I’m..” he sighs, “get home safe, okay?” he looks at you, the look on his face was a mix of sadness and regret - it made you sick to your stomach. 

You nod, “goodnight, Nick.” 

-- 

The following week, you hadn't gone over to their place. It was spring break and Zara had gone up to visit her mother in DC. So imagine your surprise when you got a FaceTime call from Nick. 

Usually if you got a FaceTime from him, it was Zara using her father’s phone to call and show you something. You answered anyway.

Shifting on the couch, you pass a hand through your hair before the phone connects. Nick had his phone propped up against something on his dresser from the looks of the background and he was standing there with his white t-shirt. 

“Hi y/n.” he says, a boyish smile adorning his face. “Hi Nick.” you smile. 

The sight of him in his white t-shirt was enough to have you drooling and swooning over him. 

“Okay, I know this is kind of weird for me to call you but I have a meeting this afternoon and it’s really important. I was going to wear this,” he holds up the dark blue button up to show you. “But Amanda said I should wear something more ‘professional’ as if this isn't professional.” Nick rolls his eyes, earning a giggle from you. 

He holds up a magenta coloured button up, “now I can’t pick between the two. Zara usually helps me with this stuff but I don’t want to disturb her when she’s spending time with her mom.” 

“Well, I'd have to see them on you to pick, detective.” 

Something about you calling him detective warmed his heart but he pushed the thought aside. He had an hour before the meeting and he needed to be out the door in twenty to get there on time. 

Nick pulls the magenta one on first, buttoning up a few of the buttons so you could see how it looks. You hum, eyes studying his figure. The magenta looked nice on him but you wanted to see the blue. 

“Do a spin,” you joked but Nick did, turning around once to give you a full view. Pressing your lips together, you hold back a smile. “Mhmhm, let’s see the blue ?” 

Nick unbuttoned the shirt, resting on the bed before pulling on the blue one. He repeats his actions, buttoning it up. Nick does another spin for you before you could ask this time. 

“This one's the winner.” You glance down the hallway of the apartment, the shower was still running. 

Nick smiles, “you think so?” he buttons the rest of the buttons before holding up two ties, a black and a blue. “Blue one.” You watch him tie his tie before putting the magenta shirt back on the hanger. 

He disappeared from the camera for a few moments before returning. “I didn’t know you had a shirt that colour,” you smile, thinking perhaps Zara picked it out for him or she gifted it to him. 

“Zara’s pick. She wouldn't let it go so I bought it.” he tells you, straightening his tie. 

You laughed, “how’d you know I was thinking the exact thing?” 

“I'm a man of many talents, y/n.” “It would appear so, Nick.” 

The shower shut off, the rattle of the curtains being pulled, pulled you away from the conversation with Nick. The smile on your face slowly dropped and Nick seemed to notice. 

“Y/n, are you okay?” His full attention on you. You nod, “I uh- I've gotta go but I'll see you on Monday ?” 

Nick nods but his brows are furrowed, eyes studying your face and your surroundings. He watches as you keep glancing to your left, shifting inwards on the couch.

“Hey,” he calls, bringing your attention back to the phone in your hand. “You know I’m just a phone call away if you need me.” his voice is genuine, the concern evident as he spoke. You give the man a small smile before the bathroom door unlocks. 

“I know. Good luck at your meeting.” you hang up before Nick could answer you. 

“Who was that?” The man now standing beside the couch turns to you, his blue eyes on you. Your boyfriend had a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair wet from his shower. 

“Nick, he asked me to come in early on Monday.” you lie. 

It's not that you were scared of Jack, you knew he'd never lay a hand on you- at least not intentionally. It's that you knew he was capable of horrible things, things you couldn't even imagine someone doing to another person. 

“Why does he need you?” Jack looks at you, he wasn’t buying it.

“Zara’s getting out of school early. He isn't sure if he'd be able to pick her up.” you lie once again. 

Jack often bought into your stories. He cared about you but he wasn't stupid. He never intentionally hurt you, nor would he go out of his way to do so but some times he thought that you thought he was stupid. He’d lose his temper and one thing led to the other and well, you know how these things go. 

That's exactly why you didn’t tell him that Nick was a cop. You knew it wouldn’t go over easy. 

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The laptop perched on your lap, you had just finished editing your philosophy paper when the door opened. “Hey,” Nick shrugged his coat off, hanging it on the coat rack. 

“Hey,” you set the laptop on the coffee table. “Where’s Zara ?” he sits beside you on the couch. 

“Your mom came by and picked her up. Said something about costume shopping for a play she’s in ?” you look towards him, brows furrowed. 

Nick hums, “mom wants Zara to be more religious so she’s been taking her to church. They’ve got some sort of spring play in a few weeks.” 

You hum, the silence between the two of you comfortable. “I didn’t want to leave before you got home. I figured you’d wonder where we disappeared too.” you say, feeling like you should explain why you’re still in his house. 

Nick turned to face you, “you know you’re welcomed here anytime, right? With or without Zara being here.” 

Or without Zara being here. He was okay with you being there without Zara ? There’s something about that that warms your heart. The thought of Nick being comfortable with you being in his home meant a lot to you. 

“I made dinner before she left so there’s pasta on the counter, you can warm it up or I can make something else? Pancakes, grilled cheese, Mac and cheese, spaghetti?” you offered, standing up. 

“Are you just naming Zara’s favourite foods?” Nick laughs, watching you walk to the kitchen. 

“Yeah.” you smile, “I can make something else if you'd like.” 

“You don't have to do that, I’m sure you want to get home.” the hesitation evident in his voice. 

A part of Nick wanted you to stay there, to keep you away from wherever you were when he called you that day. 

You wanted to stay, home wasn't really home - not while Jack was there. 

“I’m not in a rush.” “How about pancakes ? But only if you’re gonna have some as well.” he’s loosening his tie, your eyes glued to his hands. 

“Yeah, that’s fine.” you smile, reaching up to get a bowl to mix the ingredients in. Nick mentioned something about a shower as he walked down the hallway. 

-- 

It wasn’t until the last pancake was being set on the stack that Nick made his way back to the kitchen.  “Smells good in here.” he reaches for the syrup in the fridge. 

The voice in the back of his mind nudged him to ask you about the call last week. Something about it made him feel unsteady, as if he should be doing something about it. 

“Can I ask you something ?” Nick turns to face you, you glance over your shoulder from by the sink. “Sure.” 

The tension is already building the room, his eyes burning holes into you. You shut the tap off and turn around to face the man, wiping your hands on the kitchen towel. 

“Where were you when I called that day?” he asks, standing across from you with his arms folded across his chest.

“Does it matter?” you didn’t want Nick to know about Jack - you couldn’t let him find out. 

“Just answer the question.” 

“At my apartment.” “Who was there with you?” 

“Who says anyone was there with me?” your head cocks to the side, watching the man across from you. His hardened expression is one you’d never seen before. He wasn’t always smiling but he was a much more relaxed version of himself at home.

Nick says nothing, his eyes studying you instead. The way you brushed your hand against your pants, the sweaty palm now dry. He watched your arms fold across your chest, mirroring him but your hand rubbed your bicep, as you were comforting yourself. 

He didn’t have to say anything. The way he was looking at you was enough to get you to cave and tell him. 

“Jack was there.” 

Nick nods, “Jack is your..” “boyfriend.” you whisper, hoping he wouldn't hear you if you said it quiet enough. 

“You have a boyfriend ?” Nick’s expression changes from unreadable to anger. 

Unable to bring yourself to answer him verbally results in a weak nod from your end. 

“Why didn’t you say something ?” Anger written across his face, his tone harsher than it was moments ago. 

“Why did you let me kiss you? God,” Nick groans, running a hand over his face. “I knew this was a mistake.” 

You watched as the man paced the kitchen, eventually walking away and into the hallway. Part of you wanted to leave him alone, give him his space but you couldn’t - you followed him into the hallway. 

“If I didn’t want you like you wanted me, I wouldn't have let you kiss me.” 

Nick stops by his bedroom door, turning to face you. “Don’t lie to yourself, y/n.” 

“I’m not lying, Nick.” you take a hesitant step towards the man, “I like you, I do but we can’t do this. You have Zara and I- we can’t do this.” you whisper, forgoing the part about Jack. 

It was too soon to bare all of that to Nick, you hardly knew him as is. 

Nick’s eyes are burning holes into you, suddenly making you feel much more exposed than you exactly were. He takes a step towards you, Nick says nothing but just looks at you. 

“You said if you didn’t want me like I wanted you,” he takes another step, the space between the two of you disappearing by the second. Nick’s fingers grazed your hip, hand resting there now, “you wouldn’t have let me kiss you.” 

His eyes meet yours, “it’s true.” the words slipping past your lips. 

Nick’s finger lifts your chin, lips inches from yours. “Let me kiss you, y/n. I want too-” your hand cups his cheek, closing the gap between the two of you. 

Nick pulls you flush against him, the two of you manage to stumble your way to his bedroom. He turns so your back is to the bed when you walk in, his foot reaches back to kick the door shut. 

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[billysnotdead]

So I have a whole ass Legend of Zelda shelf and because I'm an absolute WHORE for world end shit, I'd have to say the Majora's Mask Link Nendoroid :)

Other favorites include:

☆ Steve (Family Video) funko

☆ She-Ra funko

☆ Hannibal Lecter Funko (the one with the blood)

And then ofc: CANNIBAL VAULT BOY 🤩

I know most of this is like "mhmhm" but like Marge Simpson once said: I just think they're neat!"

This is something you love and makes you happy, baby doll. It shouldn't matter what me or anyone else thinks. But also...can I see the Steve one??

[thestudyfeels]

Heya, I saw your post about rating so I decided to do it! I'm a new studyblr so I'm willing to do everything to improve my tumblr! One of my main goal is to talk english fluently (I think I'm almost fluent so yay), I'd like to translate films and tvseries as most of them are inacurate (in my country) and I'd love to live in the UK as I fell in love with this country :3 And right now I'm happy bc I almost finished all my work for the week! (br) and my studyblr is @getshitdonetbh :)

hellooo aLY WELCOME TO THE COMMUNITY (●´ω｀●)I hope you achieve all those goals they sound amazing and yES I had love to live in Paris, went there when I was like 9?? and i want to visit the place again so bad ;u; I hOPE U VISIT MY PLACE YES MAN UK IS GOOD MHMHM (◡‿◡ฺ✿)

URL: that’s cute! / pretty but i don’t understand that reference ;; / wow that sounds amazing! / tHAT PUN IM CRYING / g i v e  i t  t o  m e / IM DEAD

icon: cute af / I likey much  / flawless / A++ my froind/ IM DEAD

theme: ah not my preference tbh / thats okay!! /  pRETTY MUCH EH / SHIT MAN LOOK AT THAT / IM DEAD ;u;

originals: good good mhmh / they are superb, keep up the good work / they’re flawless baby / tHE AESTHETIC KILLED ME / IM DEAD + it’s so good to see you’re starting out strong! love ur posts!!

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following: no sorry but I still love you / you go a new fan mate / pft obviously / HECK YEAH MARRY ME  

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