#i'm thinking about these two again TvT

[roguecanoe]

Going back to listen to season one Olivier makes me chuckle. (Small bonus joke)

[vioartemis]

Two's company, three's a crowd

(Tara Carpenter x fem! reader || Sam Carpenter x fem! reader)

Summary: surprise I guess? 👀 Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 Warnings: (+18), smut, dom! Sam (daddy kink), dom! Tara (mommy kink) (NOT AT THE SAME TIME), sub! reader, fingering, cunnilingus, praises (?), degradation, strap on (lmk if I forgot something), lil bit of angst (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

You were sitting on the couch at Tara and Sam’s apartment, the youngest Carpenter beside you. The Babadook was playing on the tv in front of you.

Tara had invited you over for a movie night, so naturally you accepted.

Half an hour into the movie, her real intentions were given away when her lips went to your neck.

“T-Tara… we agreed not to do that again…”

“I know… But please, just one last time… I miss hearing you moan my name, I miss feeling you clench around my fingers…” the brunette whispered in your ear, knowing the effect her words had on you

“Tara-”

You tried to deny her, but her kisses on your neck were driving you crazy already. You had told yourself you wouldn’t give in anymore, but she always managed to convince you.

The main reason that pushed you to deny her was your crush on her, and the fact that she only saw you as a friend. Friends with benefits, nothing more.

As you didn’t seem to push her away, Tara took it as a sign of consent. Her hands sneaked under your shirt, fingers lingering over your skin, while her lips were leaving wet kisses on your neck.

Her hand slipped in your pants, in your underwear.

“I haven’t even touched you yet, and you’re already so wet… And you say you don’t want it?”

Tara removed her hand from your underwear and took off your clothes quickly, not wanting to waste anymore time. She got on her knees on the floor, putting your legs over her shoulders, licking a long strip on your center, eliciting a moan from you. Moan that gets louder as two of her fingers enter you.

She thrust her fingers inside of you at an already fast and rough pace. It was like she was trying to make you cum as fast as possible. You hated that, and you hated it was working so well.

You could feel her smirk against you as her lips wrapped around your clit. As your hand went in her hair to keep her in place, your eyes me for she was looking at you, knowing you were close.

She added a third finger and sucked harshly on your sensitive bud, making you harsh your back as you came around her fingers, screaming her name in ecstasy. She pulled out, and put her fingers in her mouth, licking them clean.

“So how was that? Do you regret letting me fuck you?”

Before you could answer, you heard the apartment door opening. You quickly put your underwear and pants back on before Sam could see anything, cheeks red in embarrassment.

“Hey Sam!” Tara said, a smirk still on her face, as she went in the bathroom to grab a tissue to wipe your cum off her chin

Sam walked up to you, looking at her sister as she passed next to her, before her gaze fell on you.

“I thought you said-”

“I know, I know… I tried, but she can be really convincing when she-”

“I don’t need to know that” she interrupts you “But Y/n, you can’t just keep doing that if you don’t want to…”

“I-it’s not that I don’t want to… I just…”

You looked down, embarrassed.

“Hey…” Sam sat beside you and rubbed your back “I know it’s hard, but you must move on… for your own well-being. And for that, you need to set clear boundaries”

You knew she was right, but it was just so hard to think Tara would never see you as more than a friend she can have sex with whenever she wanted.

But then there was Sam. Sam who had been here for you ever since you told her about the situation, after she caught you crying. Sam who comforted you, hugged you, whipped your tears away when you needed it. Sam who you had feelings for as well.

You hated yourself for that, having feelings for both Carpenter sisters.

Tara didn’t know you had feelings for her, but Sam knew. What would she think of you if you told her you liked her as well? That you didn’t know what you wanted, probably.

And that was true, you were lost. For a long time, you thought Tara was the one you loved, but then you got to know Sam more, spend more time with her. And your feelings evolved, and here you were, confused.

In other circumstances you would have suggested a poly relationship, but they were sisters so that would just be weird.

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A few weeks after this, you had managed to deny Tara more firmly. You hoped she understood, and wouldn't try anything again, because you were moving on and forgetting about your feelings for her.

This night, Tara was at Mindy and Chad's, working on some papers for college. They had offered you to join them, but you had preferred saying yes to a party Anika invited you to.

You had told her about your feelings for both Tara and Sam when you still had feelings for the youngest Carpenter, and she wisely told you "Two's company, three's a crowd". You believed you could use some more time with her; maybe it'll help you get out of this shitty situation. 

And so you did; you spent more time with Anika, and you two became the best of friends.

"C’mon, it’s gonna be funnn!" she had told you when you were hesitating to go to the party

And she was right. It was fun.

"Hey, Y/n... maybe you should slow down on the drinks..." the brunette said as she saw you chug down your 7th drink. Or was it 8th? She had lost count.

"I'm finee don't worry about me" you reassured her

"Yeahhh, of course"

She did not believe you and took a few steps back to make a call.

"Sam, can you come and pick up Y/n? She's..." she turned to look at you "... drunk af"

Sam sighed, and fifteen minutes later she was looking for Anika and you. You both were at the bar, Anika holding all drinks away from you while you tried to have 'a last one'.

"No, Y/n, you said that three drinks ago. It's for your own good- Sam! Can you take her away from here, please?"

As soon as you heard Sam's name, your head snapped towards her.

"Hi Sammie!" you said, giving her a tight hug

"Y/n/n, we're gonna go home, okay?"

You were about to protest, but the way she ran her fingers through your hair made you look up to her. And the sight you had of her in that position... her looking down at you, hand in your hair, with those dark eyes...

"... Okay..."

They were both surprised you agreed so quickly, but went with it without complaining.

"Good g- decision" Sam said, kissing your forehead "I'll take good care of her" she then reassured Anika

If you weren't drunk, maybe you would've noticed the little pause in her sentence.

"Thank you again, Sam. See you both later!"

Sam and you waved goodbye to Anika, as the oldest Carpenter led you back to her car an arm around your waist to ensure you wouldn't fall.

She then helped you sit in the car, before taking place herself and starting the engine. She started driving home, looking at you every so often to make sure you were okay.

"Why did you drink so much?" she asked after a moment

"Thought it might solve the problem"

"What problem? The whole situation with Tara?"

"The whole situation with..." you waved your hand in a circular motion towards her "... both of you"

Sam raised an eyebrow, confused.

"What?"

"Oh, y'know... cause I have feelings for you but it's weird cause I told you I liked your sister and now I tell you I like you but you're going to think I don't know what I want or that I'm just trying to hook up with everyone but-"

"You have feelings for me...?"

"Yeah..."

Sam stopped the car in a deserted parking lot and looked at you.

"Do you really mean it? Or is it just the alcohol speaking?"

Even drunk, you could tell she was hoping you said you meant it.

"I mean it. I have feelings for you Sam"

She raised a hand to put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"Good. Because I have feelings for you too"

She used her hand that stayed on your cheeks to pull you a bit closer to her to kiss you. You kissed back, but the position in the car wasn't the most comfortable.

When Sam pulled away, it was only to move her sit back and pat her lap.

“Come here”

You moved almost immediately, straddling her lap, pulling her in for another passionate kiss. Her hands were soon holding your waist while yours were on both sides of her face.

No one had ever kissed you like that. For the first time, you felt like you actually meant something.

The way her lips moved against yours, the way her hands slid to your hips so she could hold you tighter against her…

Her lips went down to your neck, leaving wet kisses on your skin until she felt you grasp her shoulders. Only then she seemed to realize what she was doing and pulled away.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have, I-”

“No, please, don’t stop” you said quickly

“Are you sure? I don’t want to force you into anything…”

“You’re not forcing me, Sam. I want to. I really do”

She looked in your eyes, looking for any sign of discomfort or hesitation. But you really wanted it, there was no doubt.

You smiled and kissed her again, arms locking around her neck as her hands were slipping under your shirt. She was about to lift your shirt up, but stopped, looking around hesitantly.

“Hey, relax… no one’s gonna come around here” you reassured her

You were right, and she knew it. It was 1am, and the parking lot was empty. No one would take a little walk here at that time.

“If you want to stop at any moment, tell me, okay?”

“It won’t happen, but if ever, I’ll tell you, I promise”

She nodded, satisfied with your answer, and took your shirt off. Not letting her the time to do anything, you unclasped your bra and let it fall on the passenger sit.

Sam’s eyes were locked on your exposed chest, and you could notice a light blush on her cheeks.

“You’re so beautiful…” she whispered, hesitantly bringing a hand to your breast and giving it a soft squeeze

She then became more confident and started flicking your other nipple with her tongue, before taking it in her mouth and sucking on it. The moan you let out was music to her ears.

She had heard you moan before when Tara forgot to silence you on the days Sam was home, but this time it was different. It was her that made you moan. That thought in mind, she kept on playing with your breasts, every moan you let out turning her on more and more.

At one point, her free hand started to unbutton your shorts. Helping herself with her other hand, she lifted you up and threw your shorts somewhere in the car after taking them off you, as well as your panties.

She took a minute to admire your body, eyes full of lust and desire, before running a finger between your folds, unable to hold back a smirk at how wet you already were.

“So wet for me… You really wanted that, didn’t you?” Sam whispered in your ear, kissing and licking your neck as she slipped a finger inside

She set a slow and soft pace, her other hand on your back to keep you close while she continued to kiss your neck, occasionally sucking on it, leaving marks that would soon turn into dark purple hickeys.

When your grip on her shoulders loosened a bit, she added another digit, curling them just right, eliciting a loud moan from you.

“Such a good girl, taking me so well…” she whispered, her fingers now pumping in and out of you at a fast pace

A loud moan left your lips at the praise, for Sam's greatest pleasure. She loved knowing she was the one making you feel like that. She loved the sight of your pretty face scrunched in extasy, the feeling of your cunt around her fingers as she fucked you dumb.

You were struggling to think straight at this point, the way her fingers curled inside you driving you crazy. You were already embarrassingly close to the edge, but you needed -and wanted- more.

“S-Sam please…” you moaned out

“What is it Y/n/n?" she could tell you were close, but she wanted to to hear you say it. She wanted you to tell her how good she made you feel. "Is my little princess going to cum? Am I making you feel that good, baby?"

"F-fuck- yes, s-so good..."

Sam hummed in satisfaction, leaving some more kisses on your neck, before circling your clit with her thumb and whispering in your ear:

“Cum for me”

You came around her fingers with a loud moan of her name as Sam kept on fucking you through your orgasm, planting hot kisses on your neck and jaw. After a few thrusts she pulled out of you, and kissed your forehead, whispering you praises before licking her fingers clean.

She held you tightly as you came down from your high, stroking your hair gently.

After a minute, you pulled away slightly, only to quickly lean back in for a lustful kiss, hands slipping under her shirt.

“Y/n-” she tried to say between kisses

“I want to make you feel good too, Sam”

She was surprised but wasn’t going to complain. She would lie if she said she hadn’t dream of that. She led you to the backseat while kissing you again, smiling against your lips.

When you woke up in the morning, you were laying on Sam’s chest, one of her arms around your waist, her other hand stroking your hair gently.

“Good morning” she said with a smile as she saw you opened your eyes “Dis you sleep well?”

“Yeah I- are we home? How-”

“You fell asleep after hm… after round 2. I thought you would prefer to sleep in a bed rather than on the backseat of my car”

“Oh, thank you” you said softly, as she moved a strand of hair away from your eyes

“… do you regret? What we did yesterday” Sam suddenly asked

You could tell she was hoping you would say no. She really liked you, it would break her heart if you said you regretted.

“No, I don’t regret it”

Your answer made her smile.

She put a hand on your cheek, pulling you a bit closer to her.

“Can I kiss you?” she whispered

You nodded and closed the gap between you two. Her lips were soft against yours. The kiss was even better than you remembered.

“I love you Y/n…”

“I love you too, Sam”

You smiled at each other, and went back to kissing, happier than ever.

If only you knew Tara was behind the door… How she heard everything, how her heart broke… how she regretted not having told you how much she loved you…

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It had been a few weeks since Sam and you started officially dating. You both were happy together, feeling really loved and wanted.

Tara on the other hand… She had trouble keeping a straight face when she was around you two. She regretted not having told you how she felt about you. She knew she had lied to you, telling you she only saw you as a friend with benefits, but truth is she was scared of her own feelings for you. Scared to be hurt again.

What happened with Amber in Woodsboro left more scars than she thought. She loved her, and Amber betrayed her. She didn’t want to live that again. So when she started to have feelings for you she decided to bury them deep inside in fear.

The ‘friends with benefits situation’ was the only thing she found to still have the chance to be intimate with you, with no feelings involved. You were fine with it at first, but after a while you told her you wanted to stop.

She didn’t think you were serious at first; you had told her you were enjoying yourself every time, so why would you want to stop? She took it a break, not as a real and definitive stop.

Until she heard Sam and you that night, saying ‘I love you’ to each other.

That night she understood she really had lost you.

Laying on her bed, she was looking at pictures you took together. Realizing she was hurting herself, she put her phone away and closed her eyes.

When she felt something poking her arm, she opened her eyes. To her surprise, you were sitting beside her, smiling.

“Y/n?”

“I miss you Tara…”

Your fingers traced light patterns on her arm, going up to her shoulder, then her neck, her collarbones, her chest…

“Y/n what are y-”

“Shhh…” you said softly, putting a finger on her lips to shush her, before leaning in to whisper in her ear “I want you…”

She couldn’t believe her ears.

“But- Sam?”

“I don’t care about Sam… Only you” you murmured, your lips pressing against her neck

She should question it, she knew she should, but she didn’t. She wanted it. She wanted you.

She pushed you slightly away by your shoulders and made you lay on your back, before she went to her wardrobe, looking for something inside.

“Stay still. I’m going to fuck you so good the only thing you will remember is my name. That’s what you want, isn’t it?” she smirked at you

“Yes… Fuck me dumb, please…”

“Please who?” Tara asked as she came back to you, her favorite strap attached to her hips, smirking a little more as she saw your eyes widen at the sight of the strap

“P-please mommy…”

She walked to the bed and crawled on top of you. She kissed your lips as soon as she was close enough to do so, enjoying the feeling of your lips against hers.

“I love you Y/n…” she whispered

“I love you too, Tara…”

She smiled, more than happy with your answer, before taking off your clothes quickly. She was getting impatient due to all these weeks without being able to be close to you. She lined her strap with your entrance and looked at you.

“Remember the safe word?”

“Of course”

“Good”

She nodded in approval and started to enter you, softly for the first half, but then snapped her hips forward, pushing the last inches in you in once motion. The way you moaned under her made her the happiest.

“Do you know how much I missed having like that under me?” she asked as she was setting a fast pace, watching her faux cock going in and out of you with bright eyes “You’ve been a very bad girl, saying you loved Sam and not me… It made me really sad you know…”

“I- I’m so-sorry I-”

You were interrupted by a more powerful thrust of her hips, and by the loud moan it provoked.

“Aw, did you cum already? My… You really missed me, didn’t you?”

Despite the fact that you just came, she kept on thrusting into you, fucking fast and rough. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when she hit that one spot inside of you, added to the overstimulation you were experiencing.

Tara was enjoying the sight of you under her like that, tears pricking in your eyes as you came a second time.

“T-Tara please…” you whined, becoming too sensitive

“No, you wanted to act like a slut, fucking my sister instead of me, you deserve to be treated like one” she said, picking your legs up and putting them on her shoulders

The new angle almost made you scream in ecstasy as you came once again.

Tara’s thrusts slowed down; maybe she took pity on you after all.

“My pretty little slut…” she murmured as she kissed your lips, pulling out of you

She then got on her knees between your legs, and started cleaning you up, licking your cum off your tights. She couldn’t resist, and gave your pussy a few licks as well, enough to make you cum again on her face, moaning Sam’s name…

Wait what?

She opened her eyes suddenly.

She was still on her bed, alone. She could feel herself dripping with arousal. So it was just a dream… she thought, sighing.

Suddenly, she heard you moan again. The walls really were thin…

She grabbed her pillow and stuffed her head in it, hoping it would cancel the noises. It did not work well; she could still hear everything.

“You want daddy’s cock baby?”

“F-fuck yes, please…! ‘Want it so bad…”

Tara growled in her pillow, not wanting to hear all that. She hit the wall.

“Can you two fuck more quietly?! Some of us are trying to sleep!”

She didn’t hear an answer, but she couldn’t hear anything anymore, so it was great already.

She tried to sleep again, and was just about to fall asleep, when moans came to her ears again -not as loud as before but still. The bed was even hitting the other side of the wall, making loud ‘bang’.

She growled again, but didn’t try to silence you again. Instead, she just went to the living room and tried to sleep on the sofa. Sofa on which she fucked you a few months ago.

Her eyes filled with tears at the thought that it was the last time she got to be that close to you, and that it would never happen again.

[Next part]

[icysnails]

Worth It

Warnings: Self-esteem issues/anxiety, reader feels like they aren't deserving of love, may be a little OOC because I'm not too familiar with some of the characters (TvT)

Genre: hurt/comfort

Pairings: Gn! reader x various (HSR/Genshin Impact)

“If you think I deserve love… Why do you think you don't?”

His voice pierces through the air, disrupting the peace that had resonated between you both only minutes ago. It was an unexpected, potentially unwelcome question that could result in an evening of conflict– but it was too late, the question was out, and now you both had to address it. 

Nights like these were common for you two. Not the asking of emotional questions, but the act of you enjoying each other’s company under the stars.

In fact, it was practically a necessity at this point for you two to meet at nightfall to talk, your whispers of mutual love entangling themselves with the ribbons of moonlight that cascaded down on the scene. 

You spent little to no time with each other during the day because of your chaotic schedules, and these moments compensated for the time you two had lost. No matter what you two did, your feelings for him never ceased to run strong, and you never hesitated to tell him that.

However, even if your affection was genuine when directed at him, you didn’t seem to know how to accept love for yourself. If he vocalized the love he felt for you, you seemed to be at a loss for words, and not because you were flustered. Well, you were flustered, but the nagging sensation of guilt was the real cause of your discomfort.

And day by day, it became harder to hide. For a while now, you had been acting more distant at your meetings with him. Your voice lost a little more of its strength each time, your gaze always glued itself to the floor faster than usual, and you always gave him the same lovestruck-but-vaguely-uncomfortable smile whenever he reciprocated your affection. 

So, it became clear that something was wrong, and that the best way to clear it up would be to talk about it.

So that’s what he did. 

He asked you why you had been acting so strangely, despite his mind screaming at him to stop on the off chance that he made things even more tense. He didn’t want to risk losing you or fighting with you, but if he let things carry on this way, he feared your unspoken worry would fester into resentment.

But, when you furrowed your eyebrows and responded to him, all of his worries flew out the window and were replaced with genuine concern and confusion. As you explained why you had been acting off, he realized that you were experiencing what he had grappled with for years. The persistent, suffocating feeling of being undeserving of love. Little did you know, he was only able to start breaking away from that feeling because of you. Because you showed him that it was okay to be human, and to accept the unconditional love of others without feeling guilty about it. 

So why on earth were you feeling unworthy when you were the one who changed his life for the better?

You were worth so much more than you could possibly imagine.

So, in a moment of sheer exasperation, he asked you again.

“Why do you think you don’t deserve love?”

He watched as you let out a shaky sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. Your head fell as you lowered your gaze, and the words you had been so scared to utter finally escaped your lips.

“I… I don’t know. I just do.”

His eyes widened at your answer, heart aching at the sight of the sorrow that was etched all over your face. You turned away from him slightly, your iron plated defenses seemed to get higher with every passing second. He reached out to you, as gently as possible, placing one hand on the small of your back and the other on top of your head. Slowly, he pulled you to him, engulfing your shaking body in his warmth. He wished so badly to dispel the storm that raged in your mind, but he knew that wasn’t how it worked. 

“I… I know how you feel.” He whispered, tightening his hold on you as your arms came to envelop his waist. “But I want you to know that I think you’re worth more than anything this world has to offer. You do deserve to be loved, even if you don’t think you do. And I swear, I won’t stop reminding you of that until you believe it.”

He felt your tears soak into his shirt at his words, fingers lacing through your hair as you began to sob softly. Your silhouettes gently swayed in the moonlight, entangled in each other’s limbs, vulnerability and acceptance falling over you both. 

Pulling back to look at your tear stained face, he wiped away any tears that remained on your cheeks. 

Your tired eyes met his, and he whispered one final lovestruck vow to you.

“I love you, and I always will… never, ever forget that.”

KAEDEHARA KAZUHA, THOMA, DAN HENG, Xiao, Kaeya, Welt, Jing Yuan

[crimsonbubble]

Arsksskskkd I'm being artistic™️ right now and my back hurts and so I'm just thinking about Miguel having an artistic partner. Standing behind them as they work while slowly massaging their back so they're not so tense (still thinking about the "male spiders give their potential mates backrubs to court them" article I still can't find). Leaving kisses on their neck and asking questions. "Why'd you erase that?" "Why'd you switch to colored pencils?? I thought you were using watercolors?" "What does this do??" "What's the difference between this pencil and this one?? Why'd you switch??" So here's a mini fic about that. Have fun. You can totally write a fic of this if you want, too, I just love this prompt ♥︎

Imagine artistic!reader having a little shop downtown (my downtown roads are paved by bricks instead of the road and it seems like time goes to the past so I'm putting it that way sort of). Selling portraits of the regulars that walk in. Painting landscapes.

Miguel walks in looking for this universe's spider. Seeing how talented reader is and he becomes a regular. They study his face to make him a portrait and realize "Oh fuck. He's really pretty." Around the same time, Miguel realizes he's liking reader too. They give him the portrait since he's been visiting their shop at least once a week for the past couple of months and they're both ~flustered~ but refuse to admit they're falling for each other.

Soon after they give him the portrait, Miguel finds that universe's spiderperson. He thinks he recognizes their voice but isn't quite sure where to place it.

Then comes the "Oh Fuck™️" moment when he walks in on them without their mask.

Mouth agape and staring semi-wide-eyed, he realizes it's the portrait shop owner. The talented one. The one he thought was pretty.

He'd never seen them without their mask. In the shop they'd worn a mask, but he had assumed it was because of the paint fumes or something else.

Not because of the scar.

He awkwardly walks out of the room as reader covers their cheek/mouth area. Neither of them spoke about it again.

Eventually, they confess to each other and reader slowly gets more comfortable with their mask off because of Miguel's praise and assurance. Overcoming their insecurity slowly, starting with just an hour without it, to a day or two, to a week, and so on until it's barely on anymore. And when it is, Miguel is still lovey and assures them they're perfect and that he loves them so much ❤️

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Absolutely had no idea what I was doing with this one I just suddenly had a Thought and then it turned into Motivation ♥︎ hope you enjoyed my lil blurb

Totally not self-projecting because I have a bigass scar on my face nope thats not what's happening leave me alone

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IM SOBBING THIS IS SO CUTE TvT

[y-vna]

hi lovelies! Final results for #shortcake : the event is in!

I had soooo much fun making this event im so glad you guys liked it! I loved all the mood boards a lot, please don't be discouraged if you didnt get picked. I'll probably host another event at 300 (and we're already at 240!) but more creative, so you always have more chances :33

if you don't dm me to claim your prizes, I'm not responsible for remembering to give you your rewards. (Scroll to the end for prizes)

anyway the winners areeee:

( i tagged all the mbs and then like only two of the links saved and im lazy to do it all again cuz its a lot..aorwy TvT)

1st place

🍒 : @p-oisn 's ADORABLE Cherry Jam and Rei moodboard!! OKAY, LISTEN TO ME GUYS BEFORE YOU THINK: "But Ari, this is clearly rigged! You cant pick your pookies first just cuz u wanna!" I swear this is all fair play, JUST. LOOK. AT. THE. MOODBOARD. LIKE OMGG ARE YOU FRRR?? ITS SO FRIGIN GOOD!!!!!!! icons match great, everything looks cohesive, and for a strawberry shortcake event, the dark theme stood out in a good way! Still matched the theme, met my expectations and exceeded it even, and overall deserves the win <33

🍑 : @dollries 's little appricot and chaewon mb! I'm so fr, the color and vibe are everything squeeeaaaal! Matches perfectly, the hues are literally in sync, I love this one a lot :3

🍨 : @wcnbear 's cute suzette crepe and yena moodboard! I immediately fell in love! Maybe I'm just a sucker for pink, but the cute sweet vibe i got and the icons fitting together like puzzle pieces making a pretty picture. I heart this mb fr.

2nd place (THESE 2ND PLACE MBS ARE SO CUTE IM FRFR THEY WERE SOOO CLOSE TO 1ST! )

🍎 : @bellelovesyou 's super cute apple dumpling and rei moodboard! Fits adorable together, really honored the theme and made everything work. I admire how the icons were all made to look more pleasant overall!

🫐 : @c-hance 's Blueberry muffin and sakura moodboard! The gif is saur cutieee!! The concept is adorbs. the color of the blue was pretty and consistent, and I loved it :)

❄️ : @jenfaery 's frosty puff and chaewon moodboard! The icons were so 5 the striking blue to match frosty puff's color scheme, combined with the elegant white reminded me of the cold weather outside now and I could feel the season winter in this moodboard :>

3rd place

🍇 : @19kisoir 's giselle and sour grapes moodboard! The purple is stunning, the Taylor swift lyrics made me dizzy on the groundsd!!! Yeah, super cute!

🌱 : @lovveons 's coco calypso and chuu moodboard! The messy aesthetic was done nicely, some subtle green, smart use of colors! There's nothing else to say besides that, it's pretty!!

🌸 : @sakkurify 's hayoung and cherry cutter moodboard! I can clearly see the effort put into this! Cute, not overcrowded or empty. Pleasant to look at, and fits the theme well!

STANDOUT HONORABLE MENTIONS: @jaes1lvr @yuqi-luv @mxlly143 @i0hyein ALL DID AMAZUNG FR EVERYONE DID GREAT :33

1st place:

70 reblogs, follow back, 2 moodboards from me, 2 gifs, or/and headers from me if you choose.

2nd place:

50 reblogs, follow back, 1 mb, a gif, and/or header from me if you choose

3rd place:

30 reblogs, follow back, 1 mb, one gif OR one header if you choose

Honorable mentions:

Fllw back, disclose blog, 20 reblogs

Participants:

5 reblogs

I'll make better prizes next event, and hopefully I can finish all the reblogs and stuff in about a week or so. Tysm all for joining ilyasm <33

[mayflowers515]

Since it was so liked last time...

I'll do a second part of the Smiling Critters incorrect quotes!

(Again, not related to my AU, and who cares if it's canon? Just as long as it's fun! ^^)

Actually, I lied- There may be a couple near the end relating to canon in some way because I can 😌

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Picky: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve. Bobby: I think you mean cards. Hoppy: She did not. Picky, pulling out knives: I did not.

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CatNap: DogDay, what are you doing? DogDay: Making chocolate pudding. CatNap: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding? DogDay: Because I've lost control of my life. DogDay: Here's your pudding, Bobby. Bobby: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

(Okay, but DogDay would be making the pudding for his friends, not himself- He hasn't lost THAT much control to do that TvT)

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Picky: Today, Hoppy said a swear word, so Bubba said that he was going to wash Hoppy's mouth out with soap. Hoppy replied, “It’s okay, I like the taste of soap”. Turns out, she's been putting soap on her lips to blow bubbles.

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Hoppy: When I die I want Kickin to lower me into my grave so he can let me down one last time.

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DogDay: I made lightly fried fish fillets for dinner. CatNap: DogDay, It’s 1:15 am, what the fuck. DogDay: Do you want the lightly fried fish fillets or not. CatNap: Well, I mean yeah. DogDay: So come downstairs while they’re still hot. CatNap: Wait, you just made them? DogDay: Yeah, I wasn’t tired so I decided to make lightly fried fish fillets. CatNap: Say lightly fried fish fillets one more time DogDay.

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Picky: Fun Fact! The average person will walk by 36 murderers in their lifetime. Kickin: I like how this is a "fun" fact. Picky: It's fun because they didn't decide to murder you.

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*the squad is at a dinner party but someone has been murdered* Picky: You’re acting pretty carefree for someone who’s life’s at stake. Who’s to say you aren’t the killer? Kickin: It’s a murder, not a tax audit. I’ll be fine. Bubba: What about Bobby? Nobody ever suspects Bobby! Bobby: Well what about CatNap? He has a gun! CatNap: Picky has a knife. Picky: Yeah, for fun, not for murder! *stabs Bubba in the arm*

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Bubba: I'm never having a debate with Kickin again, he literally started his argument with "Riddle me this."

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Crafty: Isn’t it a bit dangerous? Hoppy: Crafty, please. We’ve in a lot of unexpected predicaments before and we always escape unhurt. Crafty: ... Hoppy: Okay, we sometimes escape unhurt. Crafty: ... Hoppy: Alright, we escaped unhurt once... Then we hurt ourselves on the way home.

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Bobby: How would you like your coffee? CatNap: As dark and as bitter as my soul. Bobby, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need one vanilla latte with extra cream and sugar!

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Picky: On the count of three, what’s your favorite cake? Picky & Bobby: One, two, three- Picky & Bobby: Chocolate cake, peanutbutter frosting, and chocolate chunks! DogDay: Our turn, CatNap! One, two, three- DogDay: Vanilla! CatNap: I’ve never had cake before. What is cake?

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Bubba: You're not my friend anymore. Kickin: I was your friend?

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Hoppy: Fight me! CatNap, standing behind her and holding a knife: *mouths* Do not.

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CatNap: I’d kill someone if you asked me to. DogDay: I’m pretty sure you’d kill someone even if I didn’t ask you to.

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Crafty: You read my diary? DogDay: At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.

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Crafty: Is stabbing someone immoral? Picky: Not if they consent to it. CatNap: Depends on who your stabbing. Bubba: YES??!!?

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Crafty, talking to Bobby: He's trying to lure me into a false sense of security! Well, joke’s on him! I’ve never been secure in my life! And I’m not about to start now!

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Kickin: We should be partners. Hoppy: You mean like, partners in crime? Kickin: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

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Kickin: How stupid do you think I am?! Bubba: You really want an honest answer to that?

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CatNap: I’m never donating blood ever again. CatNap: The second you walk through the door, it’s just one invasive question after another! CatNap: ‘Where did you get it?’ 'Why is it in a bucket?’ I mean, do you want it or not?

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Bubba: A sprite is anything not static. Crafty: A sprite is a variable object, be it 2d or 3d. Hoppy: A sprite is a fucking soda. Hoppy: You god damn geekass bastards.

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DogDay: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. CatNap: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. DogDay: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? CatNap: Is it working?

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Picky: Would you like something to drink? *She opens the fridge* We have water, milk, juice, spiders, Dr. Pepper- DogDay: Spiders? Picky: Spiders it is then. DogDay: No, that wasn’t- *But she was already pouring him a brimming glass of spiders…*

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Hoppy: Real life should have a fucking search function, or something. Hoppy: I need my socks.

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Bobby: Someone made Crafty cry! Bubba: Crafty always cries! Crafty: That's not true! *cries*

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Crafty: Do you want this handful of moss? Bubba: Why would I want a handful of fucking moss? Crafty: Damn, you could’ve just said no.

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Kickin, holding up his class notes: And then this doodle of a burrito because when I first read Aristotle, I thought it was pronounced like “Chipotle”. Kickin, in shock: Wait a minute, is it “Chip-o-tottle”?

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CatNap: Oh my DogDay. Bubba: Don't you mean 'oh my god'? CatNap: You worship your god, I'll worship mine.

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(Alt version; more canon)

CatNap: Oh my Prototype. DogDay: Don't you mean 'oh my god'? CatNap: You worship your god, I'll worship mine...

(Except obviously it isn't this peaceful because you know what...)

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(After the events of the official VHS cartoon episode)

CatNap: I got grounded for a whole week just because I came home late. Picky: Well, you deserved it. I mean, getting everyone's hopes up like that and then showing up again.

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(Alright, as fun as these are, I really need to actually get back to work on their AU soon lol TvT')

[aangelfreckles]

Alrighty! Finally the second part of this ask! (Again, I'm sorry for disappearing TVT)

They've had other guards before but none of them ended well so they definitely are a bit apprehensive. Even with this both Sun and Moon have varying opinions on Y/N, especially Moon

(TW this piece has slightly impactions of attempted suicide...I think? I'm just gonna put this here just in case)

(I had to combine some of them cause I didn't know Tumblr had a limit oops and also sorry that it looks super messy)

Basically Moon's opinion on Y/N is he doesn't necessarily trust them yet, but he can tell they're different from his past guards, he's confused by them if anything

Now, if you didn't read my last post, my drawing system crashed and I lost all of Sun's part and I didn't have the motivation to redo it so I'm just gonna explain his part in text

Sun has always been the more trusting of the two, he's still hurt about his past guards and their betrayals but that doesn't stop him from trying to have a positive look on Y/N! When he first met them he was astounded by their abilities, the more he interacted with them the more he took a sort of fondness to them. Y/N's stoic personality is something he is still confused about, he appreciates their drive to keep him safe but he still wants them to have their own hobbies and joys, that's his personal goal.

So they're both basically confused on Y/N's drive to protect them and unknowingly to Y/N it's unneeded and they can protect themselves just fine ;)

[cerisetial]

making cookies with my love, i stir and mix! ft. xiao, albedo and kaveh!!

gn! reader

note :: not danganronpa or mystic messenger related but, genshin related (cause i'm ar59 who loves this game so much but is too scared to write for it)

alright. i'm very much in love with xiao, albedo and kaveh so this'll be about them!! also i literally JUST made chocolate chip cookies (i'll put a picture in a bit, they don't look TOO good though so don't get your hopes up 😭)

warnings! :: none, i think? oh right, might be ooc (most likely ooc but i'm doing my best TvT)

albedo

baking is a bit similar to his experiments

you mix certain compounds together and then the results can change depending on what exactly it is you've mixed together

so he kind of has a basic gist of baking. it's similar to what he does but just edible

would gladly assist you in baking if ever you are and he has time

you can trust him with measurements and he's quite precise about them, not a single gram over or under everything is perfectly measured out

says that even a small miss up could alter the whole thing

you two are making a cake :D

he'll let you handle frosting whilst he can handle the batter! as for the design, both of you are in charge of that

you two get to work and things go by very smoothly, hence why you're not really surprised when the cake comes out smelling and looking really tasty from the oven

you both leave it to cool for a while before getting yo work on the exterior features

albedo is an artist, so that combined with having you there giving him a good amount of inspiration and motivation makes the cake turn out super well

he's a sweet tooth confirmed. he'd cut a slice out for you and feed it to you, happy to see the sparkly look in your eyes accompanied with a "this tastes great, bedo!"

would share some with the knights, and leave some for you guys to eat together

10/10 baking partner, very helpful and is just so!! skilled!!!

"i'm glad that you like it. i was a bit worried that i might have messed up somewhere. oh? you'd... like to feed me? well, i don't see a reason to refuse"

kaveh

he's... not the worst in the kitchen. he can cook a few meals, not a lot of great ones, but good enough ones. however cooking and baking are two different things, and is he good at baking? yeahhhh— no. nuh uh.

he is a wreck in the kitchen when baking. the place is messy, everything's all over the place, did he put sugar, or salt in the batter? oh great, start over. anddd there's an angry alhaitham complaining about the mess

so when it comes to baking, whether you're good at it or not (but for the sake of these headcanons you'll be a good baker), you'll have to take charge

gotta give him some credit though, he's a very enthusiastic helper! if you're handling the heavy lifting, aka actually doing the baking, he'll handle the clean up like washing the dishes, wiping the tables and equipment as well as putting things back in their places

he'll enjoy watching you whilst you work, looking at you with that sickeningly sweet lovestruck look in his eyes

he'll wrap his arms around your waist as you move all over the place, talking about anything that comes to mind or anything about what you're baking

you're making sugar cookies with royal icing btw just cause i said so

now he may not have been a huge help with the actual baking process, but he can lend assistance with the designing! he's quite careful with his handiwork (he's an architect) so you'll have no problems about him producing anything terrible

he'll look very focused when he starts icing the cookies, his tongue poking out between his lips as he carefully coats each cookie with an adequate amount of icing and starts styling

in the end you two have a plate of gorgeous sugar cookies that kaveh begrudgingly shares with alhaitham (cause you made him share)

would ask you how it tastes and use the same old "you have some icing on your lip" excuse to give you a kiss and then ask you again how it tastes

overall, wreck in the kitchen but does his best to help <3 cutie, i want him c6 c'mon hoyoverse give me a chance please

"mhmm mhm! these taste great, you did so well, love! huh? share these with him? could i not? ... fine."

xiao

he would have no clue what baking is

nor would he know how to bake

all he really eats is almond tofu so, it makes sense why he wouldn't really be interested in baking

until he spots you in the kitchen of wangshu inn making— mixing??

usually he'd just leave you alone but, even adepti can be curious every now and then right? so he carefully approaches you as to not disturb you

he sees batter, and you mixing it, before putting it down and turning around to see him

kind of embarrassed you saw him but he makes no move of leaving and only asks what you're up to, to which you reply you're baking :D

you'll need to explain to him what exactly baking is before anything else though cause he has no idea what that is

but once he knows he volunteers to help, albeit he has 0 idea what to do so he'll just let you tell him what it is you need him to do for you!

needs a bit (a lot) of guidance but in the end things go by rather smoothly

you guys made regular chocolate chip cookies cause those always taste yummy :)

as mentioned earlier, the only food he ever really eats is almond tofu, so it might take a bit of convincing to get him to try out the cookies you made together

but when he does try them after a lot of convincing, he's pleasantly surprised! it tastes really airy and chewy, has a light crisp on the outside, the chocolate is sweet but the salt balances it out to make not be unbearably sweet

overall he really likes the experience. baking with you feels quite domestic, and he may not know what exactly to do but with just the right amount of guidance he's a great partner in the kitchen

"this... tastes quite good. hm? would i consider eating more of this if you ever made more? ... perhaps"

will i ever write for genshin again? i honestly don't know, but i'm willing to give it a try depending on how well this post will do sooo! likes and reblogs will be a THOUSAND percent appreciated <3! also i have like 5 drafts and i should really start on them soon hahaha

stay safe and healthy always, my stars!

— cerise

[somnambulant-seraphim]

just out of curiosity would you ever consider moving to another "platform"/site such as cohost, neocities, etc given the news that tumblr is selling their user data such as art, photos, etc to midjourney to train ai? i've just been asking around some of my favorite creatives i follow on here because i would be sad if i could no longer see your creative work. thank you and have a nice evening :)

Oh, I didn't even hear about that, damn.

I'm not really in the loop about all that type of stuff, so thank you for letting me know!!!

I actually just checked out the two options you mentioned, I think I like the layout and format of cohost more, since it's less code-oriented [so it doesn't overwhelm me as much (TvT)].

But I'll see how I like posting on there once my account is more verified and stuff, once I actually can post. If I start using it more I'll definitely clarify on here! :)

Also, if there's any other good alternatives, feel free to share those too!

Anyway, thank you again, I appreciate it! :3

Take care! <3 <3 <3

[dilatorywriting]

Cannot help but think of how Leona's going to look when he finally apologizes. I love a grumpy lion man so please dont mind me gushing about just the idea of it TvT

One of my favorite things about him is how his ears go back like cat ears, because they are cat ears. I love it. So I'm picturing him all grumpy, staring at the ground, with his ears flat. He's crossing his arms, jaw clenched, tail swishing.

But he's not angry. Oh no. He's apologizing because he does actually mean it, because he's had enough of seeing Rook and Ace and whoever else waltz inside so easily, and the more time that passes the more the apology seems like a small trivial thing and maybe, just maybe, he feels a little guilty about it after how (begrudgingly) nice you've been to him over the past couple of days.

But his pride's wounded, so the first attempt comes out like a hiss from behind his teeth. You turn to him, part surprise and part confusion, having barely caught what he said. He's staring really hard at the ground and it's silent a moment. Then he looks up at you, huffs through his nose, and says it again. Louder, with better articulation. Two words, and two words only.

You don't get an elaboration on "I'm sorry" and two or three days ago you would've pressed for one, would've made him say the whole "I'm sorry for [insert specific transgression here]" speech. But you have a better read on him now, closed off as he is, and you can immediately tell that this is genuinely difficult for him, for reasons that are beyond you at the moment. So you smile, thank him, and invite him inside, just like you promised you would. You think you see something like relief sink into him, like his whole frame loosens for a brief instant, but he's brushing past you in the next moment with an inarticulate grunt and stepping across the threshold of your house.

Of course, once he does he's sleeping in your bed. Hope you like sharing (good news: you do. and/or you're too tired to care otherwise. Leona makes a nice heater, in any case.).

[lumpy-veev]

Sleep Mode (Without the Buttons)

Happy (late TvT) birthday to @starrysupercell! I wrote a Barley x Ash ficlet for my wonderful tumblr pal, but it's a bit short for ao3, so I figured I'd post it here!

Context: I have a little story brewing in my head, about Barley accidentally making a wish around Gene and becoming human for a bit! This is the first time he ever goes to sleep as a human. (I might post more about human Barley sometime in the future, but for now, this is all I have XD).

Enjoy!

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Ash knows what it's like to share a bed with a warm body.

Several warm bodies, even, what with the way his parents crammed him and his siblings into one room back when he was a wee lad.

But none of them were Barley.

And none of them were as fidgety as Barley.

"Bon?" he finally says as Barley rolls over for the fourth time in just as many minutes. "If ye ain't comfy I can sleep on the couch."

"Ah, no. It's fine," comes the hushed reply. From the sound of Barley's voice, he's facing away from him again.

Ash gives a non-committal hum in response, sliding an arm under his pillow as he gets settled again.

"I just feel like I'm doing it wrong."

"Hn?" It takes a moment for his bleary mind to process. "...Sleepin'?"

"Yes! I don't know what I could be missing. I'm worn out from the workday, I'm wearing comfortable sleepwear, I've even been trying to close my eyes and keep still." Ash feels a shift in the bed as Barley adjusts himself. "But I still don't feel any closer to falling asleep."

"Yeah? Well—" Ash stifles a yawn. "You're nae doin' anythin' wrong, f'that's all yer worried aboot."

"No?"

"No. Sometimes ye just dinnae fall asleep." Ash sighs.

"Oh," Barley whispers. "That's..."

"Bloody annoyin'? A pain in the arse?" He snorts.

"I was going to say inconvenient. But I suppose you're correct as well," Barley chuckles quietly.

"Hm."

The two of them fall silent for a moment.

"Is that something that happens to you often?" Barley pipes up again.

"Hm?"

"Not being able to sleep."

"Ah. Well." It's something Ash is all too familiar with. "Depends on how ye mean it. Sometimes I dinnae sleep till late coz I have more mess t'clean up than usual. Sometimes I dinnae sleep coz I just can't. Like you, right now. So, somewhat, I guess."

"Oh."

Ash can't tell what Barley's thinking. "S'not terrible. I make do with what I get."

"I suppose you do."

"...Mm." The bed creaks as Ash rolls over to stare at the ceiling. "But don't use me as an example of how ye should be taking care of yerself. I'm a terrible example."

Barley doesn't respond.

Ash turns his head.

In the darkness, he can just barely make out the outline of Barley's narrow shoulders.

If Ash really looked, he'd probably be able to see them rise and fall as he breathes. He'd probably be able to feel it, if he pressed a hand against his back. But the warmth settling under the covers with them is already more than enough, so Ash looks away, and settles for pulling his sheets a bit snugger around himself.

"You're not so terrible," Barley says, just as Ash thinks the conversation must have ended. "It's not as simple as I thought it'd be."

Ash blinks. "...Falling asleep?"

"Taking care of yourself, I mean. Being human at all is— it's—" Barley seems to cut himself off. "I'm sorry, I must be keeping you up, maybe I should move to the couch instead—"

"Bon."

Barley stops.

"C'mere." Ash rolls over, scooting over to loop his arms around his waist and pull him close. Barley makes a soft, surprised noise as he does. "S'this alright, Bon?"

He shifts a bit, but settles quick.

"Um, I— this... yes. Yes, more than alright."

Ash feels a hand cover his.

"Mm. Good." Barley smells like his soap. It suits him, because everything does. "Bein' human's a right chore sometimes. But it's not so bad. We're good at chores, you n' I."

"...We are, aren't we?" This close, Ash can hear the smile in his voice.

"We are," he affirms. "Now stop thinkin' so hard. I can hear it from out here."

That gets a snicker out of Barley, and Ash can feel the tension bleed from his shoulders as he finally relaxes.

"You ask the impossible of me, dear," Barley sighs. "But for you I will try. Goodnight, Ash."

"G'night, Bon. Sleep well."

[kate-m-art]

This is silly but finally found one of my dream dolls, Aine from Barbie's 2008 Legends of Ireland collectors line and like I love her so much and wanted to show her off 😅💕

But then like lowkey just really love the little collection I have, still growing slowly but don't get to show people v much so like akdkf other dolls under the cut cause I just think they're pretty TvT

Harpist Angel (1997) and Fairy of the Garden (2001) still looking for Fairy of the Forest

Then Legends of Ireland Aine (2008) and Princess of Ireland (2001)

Princes and the Pauper's Anneliese and Erika (2004) and Sugarplum Princess Clara from Barbie's Nutcracker (2001)

Liana and Alexa from Barbie & the Diamond Castle (2008)

Margot Robbie in the Return to Barbieland outfit from Barbie (2023.) (Preordered "I am Kenough" Ken too because he made me laugh so much, he'll get here sometime this year lol)

Mostly collect Barbie and a few Disney dolls but these two girlies are my exceptions. On the left is ICY Fortune Days Virgo doll from their twelve constellations line (want to get the Cancer doll too eventually) and on the right is Rainbow High's Victoria Whitman (2023.) I love her freckles so freaking much

Maggie beloved is my ooak doll, I think I've shared her with you guys before

Rosella from Barbie as the Island Princess (2007.) She was my favorite doll to play with growing up and couldn't believe I found another in box.

Then Rapunzel is from the 2001 movie and Elina is from Mermaidia (2006.) You can see Serafina peeking out there too, forgot to move her next to Anneliese.

Snowflake Ballerina (2000) and the Swan Queen from Swan Lake (1998)

The first version of Peter Rabbit Barbie (1997). I'm still looking for the second one in the blue dress.

Austrian Barbie (1999) and Prominade in the Park Barbie (1997)

Then the 2000 Celebration Holiday doll and a Flynn and Rapunzel wedding set from the Disney store that I bought a long time ago, but looks like they're selling this set again so akdkf nice! (Plus a 17" Rapunzel I want to repaint someday and a little Miraculous movie Marinette from last year.)

And then the 2022 Holiday Barbie with red hair (she was a Walmart exclusive and hard to find because very unique face, I lucked out and found one at a TJ Maxx for cheap 😅) and 2013 Holiday Barbie (she, 2000 holiday doll and one other i have in a drawer somewhere were my first display and not play dolls actually)

Think that's about it, I've been rambling for a while now but if you made it this far thanks for letting me show and tell ♡

[vioartemis]

Mine

(Wednesday Addams x fem! reader)

Summary: Recently Enid and you started dating. Wednesday isn't happy about it. Part 1 || Part 2 Warnings: manipulative/toxic Wednesday, Enid x reader, suggestive themes at the end (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

Wednesday was walking in the school's corridors, seemingly looking for something, or someone. And she found you after a moment, walking a few meters away from her.

"Y/n." she called out to catch your attention

Hearing her voice, you turned around and stopped walking.

"Hi Willa!" you greeted her with a soft smile

If it were someone else calling her that, she wouldn't hesitate to take out the knife she kept in her boot. But it was you.

You had been best friends for years, since you were little children. Wednesday liked being with you, loved, even. But just being your best friend wasn't enough for her. She wanted more.

"How are you doing?" you asked once she got closer

"I'm doing well. What about you?" she replied with a neutral tone

"I've never been better!"

"Really?"

"Yes! Things are going so well with Enid, she's the sweetest!"

"... It seems that she is, yes."

Wednesday tried her best not to show she was jealous; she hated that your relationship with Enid was going 'so well', as you said.

"You know what? She even bought me flowers the other day, my favorite ones! It was so cute!"

"How sweet of her."

She spoke quietly, her anger building up at your total obliviousness.

"Right?? I'm just so happy I have her! Maybe we should try to find you someone too, what do you think?" you asked with a gentle smile

"... A girlfriend?"

"Yes! I know you're not really into that, but maybe you'll like it! You just have to find the girl of your dreams"

"'The girl of my dreams'...?"

You nod, visibly excited.

"What would she be like?"

"... Well, someone just like you, actually..."

"Someone... like me? Are you sure it's a good idea? I mean... one me is already a lot to deal with, do you really want your lover and your best friend to be the same, haha?" you asked jokingly

A part of herself was grateful you didn't get the hint. She knew she would lose you if you learnt about her feelings right now. And even though she was desperate to be with you, she couldn't take the risk to lose you.

"I was just kidding, I'm fine on my own. I'm not looking for a partner."

That was, obviously, a lie. She was looking for a partner, just not for someone that wasn't you.

"Oh, really? Well... if you ever change your mind... I'd be happy to help you with it"

You smiled and gave her a gentle hug. She hugged back, although she knew this hug was only platonic on your side. But she couldn't tell you, not now.

You were not ready to learn that you were her true love. If you asked, she would be forced to deny it all.

You pulled away after a minute, still smiling.

"I have to go now, but we'll see each other tonight! Movie night, like we said, right?"

"That's right, indeed."

Wednesday was looking forward to this moment with you, only the two of you.

You smiled again and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, before waving goodbye and walking away.

She said nothing as you walked away, but deep down, she was bitter. She wanted you to kiss her lips, not just her cheek.

While you were god knows where, the ravenette thought of a plan to make you hers.

She couldn't be too direct; she was pretty sure it'll make you run away. She had to be more subtle. But to have a chance with you... she needed to get rid of Enid first.

Murder crossed her mind, but it would affect you too much. Her only option was to make you leave her. But how? According to what you told her, Enid was the perfect girlfriend.

If only she was an asshole, if she had cheated for example, it would've been so easy...

A twisted smirk formed on her lips as an idea popped in her head. It was the perfect plan. She just had to make sure you'll never learn about it, or you would hate her forever.

After spending your day away from the dorms, and the school in general, you knocked at Wednesday's door, ready for your movie night.

Not even five seconds later, the ravenette opened the door, inviting you to come in. She was delighted to spend the night with you. She had even prepared some snacks for the two of you.

You smile, seeing the snacks she prepared, and gave her a gentle hug.

Wednesday hugged you back, feeling a rush of emotions as your body was pressed against hers. But these emotions soon disappeared, replaced by less pleasurable ones.

"... Why do you smell like Enid?"

"Oh uh... we spent the day together. She took me out on a date"

You were so clueless. It enraged Wednesday so much. You had spent the whole day with Enid. She hated that. It was supposed to be her, not Enid.

"What movie do you want to watch?" she asked, hiding her anger, changing the subject

"What about a horror movie?"

"Alright, horror movie it is then."

She sat on her bed, waiting for you to come beside her.

"Great!" you started "I'm just gonna have a quick shower first, if that's okay"

"Sure, go ahead. You can use my bathroom."

She couldn't help but feel a little spark of joy as you said you wanted to have a shower. You wouldn't smell like Enid anymore, you would be hers only for the night.

She only had to wait a few minutes before you walked out of the bathroom, hair still wet, only wearing a towel around your body.

"I uh... kinda forgot to bring extra clothes... Would you mind if I borrowed some of yours...?" you asked hesitantly

Wednesday couldn't help the slight smile that spread across her face at the thought of you wearing her clothes.

"Of course not, take whatever pleases you."

"Thanks, you're the best!" you replied, relieved, before looking in her closet and grabbing her oversized hoodie

You went back to the bathroom to change.

When you came back, Wednesday couldn't resist to the urge to look you up and down. Seeing you in her hoodie made her feel things. It was as if you were a bit more hers now.

"You look adorable..."

<><><><> ♡ <><><><>

Since the past few weeks, you had been receiving anonymous texts telling you that your girlfriend isn't a good person. Recently, pictures accompanied the texts.

When you opened the first picture, you immediately went to Wednesday for advice, not knowing she was the one sending you these.

Photoshopping pictures of Enid and other people was the only way she found to make you leave her. It wasn't the most complicated thing to do, even for her; Enid had always been touchy, everyone knew it.

But she was never close enough for these touches to be suspicious.

All Wednesday had to do was bring them just a little bit closer to each other, and the illusion was perfect.

"What should I do..?" you asked, after you explained everything to her and handed her your phone for her to see the texts and pictures

"I think it's pretty obvious that she's cheating on you. You can't let that slide, she's clearly playing with you and your feelings."

"Are you saying... I should break up with her?"

"Yes."

"But I- maybe it's just a scam or something like that..."

"Y/n."

You looked up to her as she took a step closer.

"Why would anyone want to ruin your beautiful relationship with her? It's certainly not a scam. She's just... not who you think she is. It's going to be hard, but I'm here."

Wednesday almost gagged calling your relationship with Enid 'beautiful'.

"... I guess you're right..." you say quietly "Should I... go now...?"

"Oh, dear, no. Don't tell her in person."

"What..? Why?"

"She would try to gaslight you, telling you she didn't do anything wrong, and blaming it on someone else."

"But it's not... correct... to break up by text..."

"She doesn't deserve 'correct'" Wednesday said, maybe a little too quickly. She's a cheating, lying wh- "She's not a good person. After what she did to you, it's only fair you treat her that way."

You nodded at her words. She had always been wiser than you, she certainly knew better than you. So you decided to do as she said, and pulled out your phone to... do what needed to be done.

You cried in her arms all night after that. She hated to see you like that, crying, but it was for the greater good. You'd be so much happier with her... It would be worth the suffering.

Having you in her arms for a night, in her room, in her bed, made her so happy.

<><><><> ♡ <><><><>

The next six months after you broke up with Enid, you spent almost all your time with Wednesday. She was delighted about it, feeling that you were finally were you belonged: with her.

But right now, your other friends had suggested you accompany them on a little trip, to help you think of something else. And of course, you said yes.

Wednesday was enraged. She thought getting rid of Enid would be enough, but clearly it wasn't. She would have to get rid of your friends as well.

Just as she was about to smash something in her room in annoyance, she heard a knock at her door. She sighed and rolled her eyes, wondering who it could be.

She certainly didn't expect to find you on her doorstep, just as you were supposed to be with your friends on a trip.

"Y/n?"

You seemed mad. Wednesday felt her stomach twist at the thought that you might have found out for her plan.

"Aren't you with your friends?"

"No"

"Why is that, if I may ask?"

"They tried to turn me against you. They said you weren't a good person, and a ton of mean things about you. I'm not staying friends with people like that"

The ravenette gestured to you to come in, and you gladly obliged. She suggested you took a sit and tell her everything your 'friends' said about her.

She listened carefully while making tea for the two of you.

According to what you were saying, your friends were... well, they were right. Obsessed, jealous, possessive... three adjectives that described Wednesday pretty well, when it came to you.

Apparently, you were the only one not to see it, and for once, your obliviousness was a relief to the ravenette.

"And what did you tell them?" she asked, pouring you a cup of tea

"That I didn't want to be around them until they change their mind about you"

"Dear I... I don't think they will ever stop saying such things about me." she replied, looking almost ashamed to say it

"What? Why?"

"Well... I heard them talking about me when you were not around... They started those rumors about me, and about you too."

"They... talk about me behind my back...?"

"Yes. I should have told you sooner, you don't deserve 'friends' like that."

"Does everyone secretly hate me or something...?" you asked, tears in your eyes

"I could never hate you, dear"

Wednesday sat beside you and put and arm around you. You took the opportunity to hug her tightly.

"So it's just the two of us now, hm...? I guess it should have stayed that way, just me and you..." you said quietly "It has always worked, I don't even know why I tried getting close to other people... You're the only one I need"

Your words made Wednesday's heart pound in her chest. She had dreamt to hear you say that so many times. And now you were actually saying it.

You pulled away from the hug to give her a bright smile, dried tears shining on your cheeks as sunrays hit your face.

You truly meant what you said; you felt like you didn't need anyone else beside her. Or that's what you had been manipulated to think. Because that was her plan to keep you all to herself.

You that you didn't know.

At this moment, you knew she would be the only one not to betray you or hurt you. You knew she would stay by your side. She was all you wanted.

Maybe it had always been like that, you didn't know. All you could think about was how kissable her lips looked.

Before Enid, you had caught yourself wondering what it would be like to kiss Wednesday. Later, you figured it was because you never had kissed anyone, and so wanted to know how it felt.

But now you were reconsidering it.

"... Can I kiss you...?"

You were yourself a bit surprised by the words that came out of your mouth.

But it was nothing to the surprise that hit Wednesday. She was euphoric. She wanted your lips. Needed your lips. To know how they would feel like. How they would taste like.

But she couldn't let that show, no. If she did, you would understand she had always wanted you.

She tried to compose herself, and stay as calm as possible, feigning surprise.

"You want to kiss me? On the lips?" she paused for a second, but quickly continued before you changed you mind "I wouldn't mind if you kissed me..."

You felt your cheeks heat up at her words.

You leaned in, lips now only a few inches away from hers. Impatient, Wednesday closed the gap between you two, pressing her lips to yours.

It took her all her might not to show you how much she wanted you in that kiss. She took her time, kissing you softly, yet with passion, hands holding your waist maybe a bit too tightly.

But you don't mind. Don't care even. You felt safe, loved.

You kept the kiss going for a while, enjoying the feeling of her lips against yours, before finally pulling away.

Wednesday thought the kiss was amazing. Way better than what she imagined it would be -and she imagined it millions of times.

You thought it was amazing too. Not like when you kissed Enid at all. It was... different. Better.

"How was that, dear?" the ravenette asked you in a whisper

Her heart was pounding in her chest. If you said you didn't like it, she would be devastated. She would have to use means she would've preferred not to use on you.

"It was... wow... I- I don't know what to say I... It's so different from... what I experienced before..."

At the mention of previous experience -which meant Enid, Wednesday felt a wave of jealousy. Why would you bring her up now? It was your moment, just you and her.

"But I..." you continued "I liked it... And I think... I think I like you too"

She was delighted to hear you say it. But she needed more. She needed you make you hers.

She pulled you closer to hug you, burying her face in your neck. Your scent, your body against hers, it was driving her crazy. She couldn't control herself anymore.

She pressed wet kisses on your neck, a smirk forming on her lips as she hears your breath hitch.

"W-Wednesday..."

She continued her assault on your neck, kissing, licking, biting the soft skin there, leaving marks as a sign of her possession over you.

"Mine..." she all but groaned against your neck, her hands snaking under your shirt

"Wednesday we shouldn't-"

She cut you off by biting your neck a bit more, eliciting a moan from you.

The sounds almost made her moan too. She loved it. She was the one making you moan. She wanted to hear more. But she knew she had to stop here, or she would make you run away.

She pulled away from your neck, planting another kiss on your lips.

"Mine."

You started to notice her possessive side now, but you didn't care. She loved you. She wouldn't abandon you, betray you, lie to you, cheat on you, like the others. You needed her.

"All yours"

[Next part]

[blackypanther9]

Hey are you ever gonna do Marvel stuff again?

And are you ever gonna open requests again?

You don't really write stuff like you used to and I think we all really miss that, fanfiction has kinda just become lackluster (not yours I'm talking in general) lately there's barely any fanfiction for anyone except female readers and most people don't write stuff the way u do.

I miss that stuff so much...

I understand this is ur blog and you can write whatever you want and stuff but I just wanted to ask and let you know that we miss it.

Sorry for bothering you. Have a good day.

Hi there!

I am unsure. I DO have some old Marvel Loki x Reader stuff BUT I am barely home to look it over to be honest and usually I am happy that I can kick out at least SOMETHING. I am mentally also not very okay, still in slight depression. I am still just going with the flow of how I am feeling and just write about characters I just feel like to write about. I have more favourite stuff to write about than Marvel and I wrote Marvel for quite a while. On top of all this I am trying very hard to work ahead of many Fanfics I do right now, because we are planning on moving to my cat soon, so I will be offline for a long while soon. It is planned that we will move on Janurary. It is also snowing a lot, so we have to drive to my cat, take care of her and then shove a lot of snow away (it is -6°C here). And in the house I have no internet whatsoever.

TvT

My life is not very easy at the moment, I mean I am pretty silent for a while now, because of all of this. I am way more busy than I used to and I just KNOW that it won't change for a while. I have no clue when I will be back online after we moved, I have no clue if I write Marvel soon again, I have no clue when I will feel better again and I have no clue of what might happen 2024.

Sadly my Tumblr blog is not my life. QvQ

I am already looking of what I can do and I am planning to continue two books, that I didn't find all that cringe of my Marvel stuff, but because of lack of time and my mental health, I am slow.

I hope that answered everything. ^^

I am not angry. Sorry I replied so late I didn't get proper sleep this whole week, so f me... TvT

I understand it is frustrating to only see fem!Reader x Male!Character Fanfics. My consolation. TvT I see that with the new William Afton x Reader fics too. There just aren't many that do this whole stuff anymore. Q-Q

So imma leave now. ^^ Bb. Feel free to ask more, if you wanna.

Have a good day/evening. ^^

[hoshigray]

hello hello again Hoshi 🫶🏼🫶🏼 i hope you are having a nice thursday today! wow i'll have to listen to some of your songs you have really good music taste :} for me my favorites at the moment would be:

smooth operator — Sade

cigarettes after sex new song dark vacay (did you listen to it?) it’s my first time discovering cigarettes after sex because a friend rec'd it to me and i'm in love TvT. i love the lead singer's voice <3 <3

somethin' stupid — Frank Sinatra

— california anon!

cali baeeee!! My Thursday has been chill thus far, now I need to get ready and right for two papers (one due at midnight; the other at 1pm tmrw) so I got my caffeine on lock, wish me luck (>ᴗ•) ! && oooo hold on, et me put my thoughts:

SADEEEEEE stop she's such an icon I love her sm, I've been listening to Pearls and Like a Tattoo on repeat this month 🙈🙈 mannnn I love Smooth Operator so baaad, i like the version from the Diamond Life album with the dialogue she does in the beginning ♡♡♡

YESSSSSSS C.A.S is so awesome, I heard that song literally the night they posted it up on spotify!!! It's my fav song at the moment bc I can't stop thinking about the chorus 😣😣 it's so addicting. But wow, I'm glad you found out about them; their songs are so good and the vocals are heavenly!! I rec you listen to sunsetz, pistol, stop waiting, sweet, and tejano blue

Mannnn you can never go wrong with Frank Sinatra ☆☆☆☆☆ My fav from him is Somethin' Stupid w/ his daughter Nancy, like I could never get enough of the tune and instrumentals that coicide with the melody and lyrics !

[nevis-the-skeleton]

What if TFP Airachnid reminds Autobot Starscream, that he destroyed Cliffjumper + is hiding the truth from Arcee... Airachnid tells Starscream that he’s still no better than Megatron or Airachnid herself (since she destroyed Tailgate, Arcee’s other partner)... Starscream then cries in guilt/shame, because he thinks that Airachnid is right + Airachnid happily drinks Starscream’s tears! :’( 

Oh… angst… :') who's going to cry again? It's me (TvT)… Thanks for your request sweety anon ^^!

~~~

Starscream had pursued Arcee, after the latter went after Airachnid. The motorbike was still impulsive, and the Seeker wondered if it would kill her to call for reinforcements.

The jet had ended up losing sight of them through the trees, and had to continue on foot. He used his energon radar to track them down, and stopped in front of a cave. Of course it had to be a cave!

The flyer lowered his wings, and thought about the fact that he might call for reinforcements. It was then that Starscream detected a large dose of energon in the cavern, and easily recognized Arcee's signal.

The Seeker sent coordinates to Optimus, before heading deeper into the cave, putting aside his claustrophobia. The jet went as fast as he could, before drawing his blasters, ready to take down that damned spider.

The flyer froze when he saw Arcee lying on the ground, with a huge gash on her side. There was no doubt that it was the work of Airachnid. Starscream swore, then knelt beside her, before compressing the wound as best he could.

The motorbike was barely conscious, and couldn't hide a certain surprise when she saw the Seeker. She wanted to say something, but the jet stopped her, saying:

“No, save your energy.

- N- No… stammered the warrior. Behind you…"

The flyer's radar suddenly activated, sounding like an alarm in his head. Starscream grabbed Arcee, and narrowly dodged a blow from one of the Techno-organic's sharp paws.

The Seeker fired a blaster at the spider, which avoided the attack. The two ended up facing each other, and the jet was wings high and defensive. He put the motorbike on the ground, and stood in front of her, in a protective position.

The cave was shrouded in darkness, the only glow being Arcee's energon on the flyer and Airachnid. The Triple-changer was hidden in the dark, but that was no problem for Starscream, who activated his night vision.

He stopped an attack from the spider just in time, and retaliated by kicking her in the plexus, sending her flying into a wall. The Techno-organic soon got to her feet, laughing. She gave the Seeker a slightly disdainful look, as if she had already won, then said:

“Come on, move. My target is Arcee, not you."

The jet scowled, and didn't move, staying in front of the warrior. Airachnid tilted her head, looking curious, before mocking:

"Oh? You protect her? You?

- Go away! Or I'll kick your aft! threatened the flyer.

- Hmm… I'd be surprised, but hey… It's funny, I thought you'd be the type to kill her, now that she's on the ground.

- I'm not like you!"

The Triple Changer shrugged amusedly, then asked:

"Tell me, do you think Arcee and the other Autobots would do the same for you?"

- …?

- Would protect you if you were in danger I mean.

- Much more than the Decepticons…!

- Do you think they would, if they knew what you did?

- …?!

- Hm… Really, I'm curious.

- What are you playing at?!"

Starscream couldn't hide his anger, failing to see where Airachnid was trying to get to, or what were her intentions behind those questions.

"Hey, do you know why Arcee hates me so much?

- …

- No wait! First question! Do you know who Tailgate is?"

Why was she telling him about this robot all of a sudden? He was supposed to know him? He really didn't tell him anything. But hey, really, he didn't care. Let Airachnid waste time with riddles if it suited her, reinforcements were coming soon!

“Given your expression, I would say no. Well, no more guessing, I tell you! It was Arcee's old partner!

- …?!

- You don't see where I'm coming from, do you?

- …

- I've known you more insightful."

Starscream was really tired of this conversation… When were the reinforcements going to decide to come?! Now that would be perfect, really!

"Okay, I'm telling you! Airachnid smiled wickedly. If she hates me so much, it's because I killed Tailgate!"

The Seeker couldn't hide his shock, but he, like the Techno-organic, knew it wasn't the act of killing someone that horrified him so much. It was the fact that...

“So, are you really different from me?!" laughed the spider.

Airachnid took the opportunity to web the jet against one of the cave walls, away from Arcee. The flyer cried out in surprise, and spat in pain, from the impact. Starscream was slightly stunned, and didn't see the spider coming towards him, before she completely invaded his personal space.

"You killed someone dear to her, like me! Oooh, poor Cliffjumper. He must be mad, seeing you befriending the Autobots after what you did to him!

- S- Shut up! cried out the Seeker.

- How do you think Arcee would react, if she learned the truth? Do you think she would still like you? You lie to them shamelessly, as you are so good at doing. I wonder which of us is the worst.

- Shut up!!

- Even if you do everything possible for not being like him, you look a lot like Megatron I think. Say, did you enjoy killing him? When you felt his Spark go out between your claws, did you laugh?

- …”

The view of the jet blurred, without his understanding its origin. Arcee's energon on his hands suddenly became so bright, and the smell was so strong that he wanted to purge.

“You are a monster, like us! No one will say otherwise! Airachnid scoffed. As soon as they find out what you did, they'll get rid of you!"

Starscream couldn't hold back his tears any longer, as the Techno-Organic's words hit him like a dagger, soaked in the poison of truth.

“You'll never have anywhere to go, because there's no place for monsters. Try telling them the truth to see, I'm curious. Who do you think will kill you first? Will they do it at the same time, like the family they are, and you'll never be a part of? Or one by one? If so, I think they'll leave that privilege to Arcee."

Airachnid grabbed the Seeker's chin to look at her, gloating, and hissed:

“The only person who will mourn you is yourself, and no one else. Nobody cries for robots like you, no, they laugh, they dance. When the death you deserve comes for you they will be happy to finally be rid of you!"

The spider released the jet, which lowered his head in shame and grief.

"You killed someone dear to them! A friend, a member of their family! How can you think you deserve to be with them?! You don't deserve anything! Monster!"

The airman made no reply to all this, knowing that he would never be able to deny Airachnid's words. She was right… she was right and it hurt horribly to know… Starscream realized that he had been misguided for too long, enjoying something he didn't deserve, never deserved.

Footsteps were heard in the cave, and the two knew perfectly well that it was the Autobots. The Techno-organic released Starscream from her webs, and gave her an evil smile, before declaring:

"What do you think they'll think when they see you with injured Arcee?

- …!

- They'll think you tried to kill her! Because that's what a monster would do! Look, you already have his energon on your hands, why not have his death on your conscience?!"

The spider began to wander off into the darkness, and scoffed:

"You can't fool them forever!"

Airachnid disappeared from Starscream's vision as he dug a hole in the ground, but the Seeker could still hear her laughter, and her razor-sharp words tearing at his Spark.

The jet froze in fear as he faced the others, who were horrified upon seeing Arcee's condition. Everyone ended up looking at the flyer, who was simply unable to see the concern in their eyes, seeing only hatred and contempt.

"What happened?!" Bulkhead exclaimed, stepping closer as Bumblebee called Ratchet for a ground bridge.

Starscream suddenly stood up, wings high and optics wide in fear, before suddenly fleeing, much to the surprise of the others. The Seeker knew he had nowhere to run, but he couldn't help but try. He didn't want to receive the punishment he deserved.

The jet couldn't suppress a cry of fear when he felt a firm grip on his arm, and struggled as best he could, before seeing that he was being held back by the waist. Even in the dark he recognized Optimus' color scheme, which heightened his panic.

"No! No! I'm sorry!"

The Prime released his grip on the flyer, who fell to the ground, before putting his arms out in front of him for protection. He ventilated erratically, then looked at the Autobots leader, who had his hands raised, indicating no hostility.

“It's alright, Starscream, we're here now. tried to reassure Optimus.

- A- Arcee, she…!

- She'll be fine, don't worry."

He knelt in front of the Seeker, and held out his arms towards him, before hugging him. The jet couldn't hold back his tears, as the Prime's sweet words burned like acid on his wounded Spark. Starscream closed his optics hard, cursing himself for being so weak, and taking advantage of the Autobots' goodness...

"Come on, let's go home.

- …”

The Seeker followed Optimus with lowered wings, knowing full well that where he was going was not at all home. He was doomed to wear a mask until the end of his days, to hide the monster behind… He didn't deserve to live among them… He didn't deserve to live anywhere… In fact, the jet realized that he just didn't deserve to live... Starscream knew Airachnid was right, and it hurt terribly...