#idk which one it is and at this point I’m too afraid to ask

[feeling--pink]

I absolutely adore My Sweet Ride because 50s outfits are everything to me so here’s some dancing because fun!!! :)

[mikareo]

“ ࣭⸰ ★ HE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU . . . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 呪術廻戦 ; gojo satoru x fem reader (1k)

⊹ ⠀⠀ valentine's day is approaching; and with a valentine comes love...or for worse...heartbreak.

contains; gojo satoru x fem reader, angst, mentions of fluff idk, there’s some swearing i think author's note; happy (almost) valentine's,, i’m projecting

1 day, 9 hours, and 47 minutes.

your last conversation wasn't anything out of the ordinary. there was no dry spell. no plateau. no failure to communicate. just you and satoru, plus the typical banter, talking about something as simple as what you were planning on making for dinner; to be more precise, what you were trying to make for dinner. you're a pretty awful cook according to him.

everything seemed to be going so well...really well...almost perfectly well— and with valentine's day right around the corner, you'd instinctively assumed that he'd ask you to be his. instinct is a difficult emotion, though. is it even an emotion? you're not quite sure, but your heart believes it is. your heart— which is practically pounding out of your chest at the current moment, stretching your skin, eager to feel the limitless fresh air and freedom that comes with floating on cloud 9— instinctively wants to believe satoru is your soulmate. you love him don't you? is the answer yes? it should be no.

you've known him for...what? four months? four months of your twenty years of life is seemingly small. that's only one point six-seven percent of your entire lifetime...one point six-seven percent of your life that you wish you could relive forevermore.

...he isn't going to text you back is he?

2 days, 2 hours, and 15 minutes.

each second passing is another flicker of hope that misses the candle wick. instead of lighting the path that leads to your eventual relationship, it lights a fire beneath your feet. your socks feel warm. there's coal beneath them. hot, burning coal withering away the sense of feel in your toes; breathing in the aroma of heartbreak until it becomes a roaring fire that consumes all of you.

why is he doing this? what did you do wrong? you haven't done anything wrong. he's just a man. a man who can't seem to stop playing with your heart.

you can hear his voice in the back of your mind. the part of your mind that connects to your heart. "can you facetime, right now? i'm having a bad day and i just want to see your face." he had to have meant that. "you don't need to apologize for talking over me, i love hearing what you have to say." a guy wouldn't just say that to say that. "don't be too hard on yourself, i know you'll figure everything out becuase you're you. you always know what to do." it couldn't have all been bullshit.

it can't have been bullshit.

because if that's all it was, then you're just a fool in love.

and fools in love are no better than clowns.

3 days, 14 hours, and 22 minutes.

you did what you hate doing. the thing that makes you want to scream into your pillow at the mere thought. the very thing that screams desperation and neediness and clinginess and insecurity all in one. you sent another message.

in the past, you've never had feelings strong enough to elicit such a response. your heart hasn't tied itself to another person's with a red satin bow. the fated string of fate hadn't found you yet. it allowed you to maintain a stable head and remain grounded with no hopes of love on your radar. you hadn't yet learned how to fly; until that day you met satoru and suddenly you had a hundred pilot lessons lined up day-after-day.

it was so easy being with him. everything was so easy.

for the first time ever you had no doubts. you weren't afraid of waking up one morning to find him gone. disappeared. nonexistent. you full-heartedly believed he'd never leave; and you believed he reciprocated those thoughts. now, though...now you may never know what bits and pieces he reciprocated— because your plane crashed. turbulence flew beneath the wings and drove the flight off course. the oxygen masks bellowed down upon the passengers, every seat being filled with your pounding heartbeats, and each and every one of them blew out of the window with no parachute. he didn't even try to cushion the fall.

4 days, 1 hour, and 39 minutes.

if there's one message you never expected to receive, it's surely 'seen 14 hours ago'.

you'd given him space and assumed he'd been busy with a million other things and hadn't had any time to send you a quick message. your last text wasn't even anything out of the ordinary, just a quick "are you okay?", you think that's pretty reasonable. it's reasonable, isn't it?

something could be seriously wrong with him. why else would he leave you on read? he's never done this before. usually, you're the one who's more distant between the two of you. that's how your relationship began, after all. he'd send five texts in comparison to your two; which later evolved into five rivaling five, and now to zero rivaling two. the scales have tipped. how do you rebalance them?

you trust satoru. there must be a perfectly good explanation for this odd irregularity that's occurring in your otherwise perfect relationship. after all, all of your friends love him— they think he's the greatest catch of the 21st century. he's never done anything in the past to warrant such strange behavior. this is simply a difficult week for him...and you'll be there whenever he's ready to vent.

5 days, 22 hours, and 7 minutes.

a broken heart isn't for the weak...but unfortunately, you're not one of the stronger warriors.

he's at another girl's birthday party. he hasn't messaged you back in almost six days...and he's with another girl? celebrating her? he could be holding her close and you wouldn't even know, because god knows he wouldn't tell you. he won't even say good morning anymore. he won't even answer your fucking three word message that you sent out of desperation and concern for his well being. instead, he's at the club with his friends, getting drunk and taking shots, having the time of his life; and you're sitting in your room watching his social media stories...believing that everything that went wrong is all your fault.

but it's not your fault.

it's not your fault you fell for someone like that.

someone like satoru gojo.

[clockwayswrites]

Danny/Wally, blue, mint

@Luckeykasper

WC: 547

Depending on who and when you asked someone, the Speed Force and Clockwork could be many things to each other: friends, enemies, lovers, brothers, each other, or the very same person. They were both, after all, masters of Time and that had to bring some sort of a connection. On the other hand, they both handled Time very differently from each other which more often brought conflict. Throughout all of their different labels and ever shifting moods one thing was true: the Speed Force and Clockwork were gossiping old biddies about everything and everyone that ever was or would be.

(And, if occasionally, they came together in way that no mortal mind could ever comprehend, well, then that was their business and no one else’s.)

The gossiping old biddies part is what was important in that moment. Not to most people, of course. Most people didn’t have the constitution to be aware of temporal fluctuations, and, even if they had, the current wibbliness of time really only mattered to two people: one Wally West and one Daniel Fenton. Or by other names which might matter more at the moment: Kid Flash and Phantom, the Speed Force’s chosen and Clockwork’s cog, and, most importantly, beloved pseudo-grandsons.

It’s just, the Speed Force sighed, or came as close as a cosmic entity could manage to a sigh, Wally keeps falling instantly for people that he knows are unattainable.

They sounded young right then, like a dramatic teen, and Clockwork unconsciously shifted his form to match. “If they’re unattainable, why does he fall for them?”

Because they’re unattainable. I think he’s afraid to fall for someone he could have because… because of me.

Clockwork snorted. “Isn’t that a bit egotistical?”

The space around them sparked with static. No!

“Really?”

Really! He’s afraid because of what I’ve given him! He’s not simple a person anymore— he’s a cosmic force! The static faded to a sad sputtering and then stopped. All of existence seemed to drag around them. And how often is he going to run into someone who handle that? He’s afraid of trying, my poor boy…

Clockwork nodded in commiseration. His form aged and shifted until he floated hunched over himself. “I see. Danny has become like that as his power has grown. He has pulled away from the living and dead a like. I have concerns about his bonds if it continues.”

The Speed Force jolted, reality spinning in a sudden whirl. That’s it!

“Stop that,” Clockwork ordered, wrenching things back into control with a firm hand. “What are you on about? What silly idea do you have now?”

Danny is cosmic.

“Yes,” Clockwork agreed dryly.

Wally needs someone who understands cosmic! Danny needs someone who has strong ties to the world! Wally’s whole self is saving the world. It’s perfect.

Clockwork actually took a moment to consider the thought.

You know I’m right.

“You’re never right.”

Bitch.

“But,” Clockwork said slowly. The Speed Force buzzed in anticipation. “This might at least be worth a try.”

I told you!

“They can’t suspect it’s a set up though,” Clockwork admonished quickly.

Of course not, too damn stubborn. But… it wouldn’t be too hard to make their paths cross, now would it?

“No,” Clockwork grinned. “No I don’t think that it would.”

---

AN: Okay, so we didn't actually get to Danny/Wally but this idea got in my head and lol. Idk maybe I'll continue this one at some point down the road!

[beweepbomp]

I NEEDED TO URGENTLY VENT BECAUSE IDK WAHT ELSE TO DO.

A lil background. I knew my sexuality as like early as 12. I had two gfs but never anything physical. Now as adult trying to venture out to physical things with another woman. This person we will refer to as Lizzy, from the convos we had never was with a woman in any manner ever but interested to try with me. Okay now this is the insane shit i went thru. enjoy.

Lizzy matched on tinder with me and she asked after some great chit chatting to exchange #'s. Sounds great what could go wrong. After several back n forth spicy texts of what we want to do finally we say hey we should definitely meet up. A few days pass by to finally our meet up date. Science. Ghosted. Okay no biggie. 19 DAYS LATER “Hi i got busy how are you?” I brush it off things do happen and I’m trying to be reasonable. I reply with a hello. No reply again. 40 DAYS LATER “How are you?” At this point I roll my eyes. This is not worth the energy but wow she’s actually replying back idk maybe just shit happens. She tells me it’s been a busy summer travel & work. Okay fair. She shows me cute magnets she made and tells me she’s house sitting.

After a few text exchanges she’s asking me to come over. I get hesitant but she insists. WHAT COULD GO WRONG I SAY? I text her I’ll get ready and take an Uber over. Let me tell you i was giving femme hotness. My skirt was so hiked up. My cute shirt low v cut. Had a jean jacket since it was late into the night. I’m jittery with excitement. I call my best friend she gets the address and says to text me after etc. I order the Uber which was $30+ DOLLARS but i was too excited to care. In the middle of my Uber drive she texts she’s having a panic attack and throwing up. I feel awful. Did i freak her out? But i kept reassuring that we don’t need to do anything physical even when i arrive. No pressure. Assuring to have full consent before engaging in anything. But she insists she’s stuck in the bathroom throwing up and to turn around. Now I’m over 20 minutes away from my apartment around 11:30pm in the middle of the damn suburbs. I arrive and ask by text if i can just sit in the living room until the next Uber comes she says no. I’m outside alone in a foreign place terrified. I video chat with my best friend explaining the situation and she’s in shock as well. Putting me in danger in the middle of nowhere , just alone. Just perfect. My gay ass in the wind trying to remain calm since the streets are barely lit and i have no immediate way home. The connection to data is shitty but im able to order another Uber. Another $30+ out of to go back. But it’s fine no one’s fault right.

She insistently asks texting when my Uber will ber here. My connection isn’t great but it shows 9 minutes. It’s been at least 8 minutes now but the Uber isn’t properly showing the accurate time. My best friend what a god send kept me sane as i waited but a car pulls up and it definitely isn’t my Uber. “Oh i thought you were the girl im meeting with.” OH MY GOD i laugh almost loosing my mind. I point to her house, “oh no no she’s in there.’ Thankfully my Uber arrives as the guy calls out you’re beautiful. Oh thanks bud. Lizzy texts me to say that’s my friend helping me with my panic attack. of course i say seriously you have to be fucking joking. I freak out on her thru text and she insists she’d never intentionally try to put anyone in danger and every other excuse in the book and STILL try’s to see if we will meet up again. Of course i tell her she is fucking nuts and maybe next time be a hospitable hoe if you’re gonna be a hoe at all. I’m not against it but also don’t make a crazy lie and embarrass me. I have no idea im like crushed to seek out afraid to have the same experience of wacky shit. What do i do???? Help pls

[since-times-long-forgotten]

@aiko-kpwc tumblr ate your ask :( But anyways! You’d suggested I draw Yellowfang, so here she is! Scruffy old lady >:)

(please click for better quality) but wait, that’s not all…

I also drew the Three as Yellowfang/Bluestar hypokits! I’ve kept Jay’s name the same, but I renamed Holly to Juniperkit (for her blue instead of green eyes), and Lion to Stormkit! I tried to stay accurate to genetics, so Lion/Storm has unfortunately lost his golden fur, which is why I renamed him lol

possible spoilers for power of three & yellowfang’s secret & bluestar’s prophecy under the cut, plus lots of writing!

In this hypothetical world, we have a few options. Option one: This litter follows Yellowfang’s litter’s path, and Jaykit and Stormkit take the place of Wishkit & Hopekit, thus dying at birth. Juniperkit takes on the role of Brokenstar, going all evil-murder-cat, but in a different way than Broken. Maybe she takes the warrior code to higher levels, or maybe she discards it. Possibilities are endless! Jayfrost, Juniperfall, Stormfang?

Second option: the litter follows Bluestar’s litter’s path, with Stormkit taking the place of Mosskit, and Jaykit & Juniperkit taking the place of Misty & Stone, being taken to ShadowClan. ooh wait, maybe we can mix stories…

Juniperkit, Jaykit, and Stormkit are born into ThunderClan by their mother Bluefur. All three kits survive their birth, and Blue brings them to ShadowClan to live with their other mom Yellowfang, who has to give the litter to Lizardstripe (just pretend timelines make sense). Lizardstripe is in a super difficult position— she doesn’t want kits, never really did, but got pregnant, and now three more kits are being forced upon her by the Clan leader Raggedstar. She’s not a good mother, and honestly who can blame her? Well. The majority of ShadowClan can, I guess. But then Storm and Jay die from a sickness, Juniper blames Yellowfang and Raggedstar— Yellowfang for not healing her brothers, Ragged refusing to let Yellowfang treat Storm and Jay because they were too far gone. The ghosts of Jay and Storm kind of follow Juniper around, and they stay kits whilst Juniperkit grows to an apprentice, and then a warrior— Juniperfall, perhaps? She discovers she has a power (instead of Jay&Lion having powers and Holly not, now Juniper has powers & Jay&Storm don’t) to… idk, see the dead? Fade into shadows/go invisible? Juniper is super protective over young cats now, but also has a grudge against Ragged and Yellow, due to her brother’s deaths. She becomes deputy, then kills Raggedstar by making him eat deathberries (👀 deathberries… woah… haven’t seen that before I’m sure… (looks at Hollyleaf and Leafpool) ). But after killing him… she can no longer see Jay and Storm. She can see other dead cats, but her brothers have left her. They are afraid of who she has become, and honestly, it scares her too. She becomes Juniperstar, and tries to fix her wrongs, but in a way where she actually is being kind of evil, but has a reason for being evil, protective, etc etc, stuff like that. She steals kits to raise them in ShadowClan to be safer, trains them from a younger age so that they’re stronger sooner and hopefully won’t die young (this backfires at a few different points probably). Alright that’s all I’ve got!

[fineghkst]

Too late (part II)

Once Rhysand invites Eris to the winter solstice, you got all the attention from the heir of the Autumn Court, making a jealous Azriel.

i almost gave up posting this bc idk if it’s good, but here it is 😖

warnings: a little angst and kinda suggestive at the end

if you find any mistakes please let me know!

part I

[masterlist]

No one knew where Azriel was.

He simply disappeared after the disaster during the winter solstice. All his clothes and weapons were left in his room, except the Truth Teller. Eveything was untouchable, exactly where he left it before leaving Velaris.

You could feel Rhysand and Feyre were trying to hide something from you. They told you not to worry, that Azriel would come back soon, but you didn’t believe them. You could sense they weren’t sure if Az would actually come back.

You couldn’t understand why the inner circle was acting so weird, even Cassian seemed to be more careful with his jokes when you were around. Like you could break if something wrong was said.

You two got closer over the years, especially after you started training with him during the mornings. You got used to being woken up by him, calling you lazy for still being in bed. Azriel's calm face became the first thing you saw as soon as you opened your eyes, with the shadows always prowling around him.

But now, as the Spymaster, no one would find him unless he wanted to.

During that week, which seemed to be the longest time of your life, Eris sent a lot of letters and gifts. At that point you received a hole collection of jewelry made from fire stone and an invitation to dinner with him at the Autumn Court. Still, you couldn’t feel excited to see Eris. So you ignored all the letters and left all the gifts abandoned under your bed.

The only thought in your mind my was Azriel.

Sometimes you felt like your heart was being crushed, and it hurt like someone’s pain was being added to yours.

You’re feeling miserable and didn’t understand why Azriel’s suddenly disappearance was affecting you that much. You two were only friends, that was all. Even if you felt a deeper feeling for him, you knew he would never like you that way.

When Eris started to give you attention, you saw a chance to get over Azriel. But even with all your efforts to love the male, your feeling for Az didn’t go away.

At some point, you started to have nightmares. You keep dreaming about Azriel being hurt by someone, Azriel being killed or simply never being found again, leaving you alone in this world forever.

Today you woke up scared, letting a cry of despair escape from your mouth. You still could see the image of your dream in your head, of Azriel’s lifeless body laying in a dark forest.

Panic still spread throughout your mind. The image refused to leave. You wanted to scream, you wish to go back in time and fix everything, to tell Azriel how you felt.

“(Y/n)?” The familiar voice said, making your heart beat faster.

Azriel was standing in front of your door with a worried look on his face. He walked in your direction with caution, like he was scared that you would disappear if any sudden movement was made.

“Az?” You asked, afraid that was just another dreams and you would woke up at any second just to find out he was still missing.

He sat on the edge of the bed.

“I heard you screaming” He asked with a low hoarse voice.

“I’m fine, it was just… a nightmare.”

“I understand.” Azriel looked at you, trying to find the right words to say next “I’m sorry to enter in your room like this, I just… I just thought you could be in danger.”

“It’s okay.” You wanted to get closer to him, to talk everything that was running your mind. “I was worried about you, why did you left like that? What happened at the winter solstice?”

The questions left your mouth before you could stop them.

Azriel’s shadows were dancing around him, slowly approaching your body, as if they were happy to finally see you again.

“I’m sorry for that as well” Azriel let a sigh left his mouth “I left because I’m a selfish bastard. I wish I could say I have a honorable reason for it, but I don’t. The truth is I left because I couldn’t see you near Eris anymore”

You tried to digest his words, finally starting to understand.

“Honestly, at that point I wasn’t giving a shit for Rhysand’s alliance with Eris. And I should, because he’s my friend, my brother and my High Lord.” He finally looked inside your eyes “But I can’t watch my mate with another male, especially him.”

The shock spread throughout your body.

Mate.

That’s what he said. You’re his mate.

“Azriel.” You said, breaking the distance and taking his hands with your own.

He felt a shiver go through his spine. The way you hold his scarred hands without hesitation, your eyes carried with affection. Even if they’ve caused only pain and suffering in the last few centuries for the others.

For the first time, he didn’t felt like a monster, like a villain of someone’s story. He could be the villain to a lot of people, but not to you. Azriel would never be able to hurt you.

“Let me finish first.” Azriel interrupted before you could say anything “I’m back because of you, to fight for you. I don’t want to believe it’s too late for us.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?” You said “I’m so stupid, if I wasn’t so scared of telling you how I felt, none of that would’ve happened”

“How you felt?” He looked confused. “You have feelings for me?”

“How can the Spymaster be so oblivious of what is infront of your nose?” You said, laughing “Yes, I do have feelings for you, but I never thought you felt the same way. I was so blind that I didn’t even felt the bond.”

But it was there, filling your chest. Uniting your soul to Azriel’s. That’s why you felt so miserable in the last days, you could feel his despair echoing with yours through the bond, almost creating a sad melody.

“(Y/n)… please don’t tell me that I got into the biggest existencial crises of my life just because I was too scared to tell you about the bond. When I could have you long time ago.”

“Don’t feel bad, because I’m afraid we both did the same thing.” You said and he laugh.

Hesitant, he lift one of his hands and slightly caressed your face. His shadows touched your soft skin, moving around your arms, making you feel a tickle.

“You’re my mate, Azriel. And I’m only yours.” You finally said the words and he looked at you with a indecipherable expression. “I’ve always been yours. And you’re right, it’s not too late for us”

“(Y/n)” A groan left his mouth “Since the first time I put my eyes on you, you’ve conquered me in every possible way. I’m yours and you’re mine, and I won’t let anyone get in the middle.”

Azriel moved his hands to your neck and you instantly whimpered in anticipation. His eyes darkened when he heard it, and he finally broke the distance between you two, kissing you deeply. He quickly pushed you to his lap, trying to get you the closer he could, and put his hands into your waist.

“Time to claim what’s mine, love.” Azriel said with a lust in his eyes.

[inkbagel]

Okay I gotta ask: who’s Clancy?

I’ve been listening to a little bit more twenty one pilots lately just because I found a couple songs I like and I noticed the name pop up in Paladin Straits.

Is this a real person? Is there lore behind the songs? I’m dying to know, tell me their secrets /nf

OKOKOK OMGG OK SO

Clancy is a fictional character, idk if there’s actually a name for the lore other than the tøp lore but he’s from there

The guy on the left is Josh Dun/The Torchbearer, and the guy on the right is Tyler Joseph/Clancy.

Clancys the mc in the story and the Torchbearer is his kind of romantically coded best friend who’s also the leader of the Banditos! A rebel(?) group that lives outside the city of Dema.

If you go to twenty one pilots channel on yt, they have a playlist with every major lore video (but there’s plenty of extra stuff outside of that playlist that you can find on the Wikipedia, plus a livestream they did in-universe which is v pretty I love it dearly I have a link if you ever want it)

The whole story is a mediphor for battling with mental health, and tells it really well!! It’s really impressive.

The basic plot of the story is Clancy is a citizen of Dema, a large depressing city in the gorgeous fictional continent of Trench. The city is controlled by the Nine Bishops who enforce their religion upon its citizens (which is essentially telling everyone to be depressed and kill themselves) so they can “seize them” (bc the bishops can control dead bodies)

The city is nearly impossible to escape thanks to a giant concrete wall, but Clancy has escaped multiple times. Outside the wall he meets up with the Banditos (led by the torchbearer) and just kinda lives with them and is happy and loved and everything good. But Nico (the leader of the nine bishops) keeps dragging him back into Dema.

At some point Clancy becomes well known in the city for being one of like three people to escape, (and also for having a website dedicated to spreading propaganda but that part of the story gets confusing and no one really understands what happens to Clancy there) and the bishops decide to use this to their advantage by giving Clancy pink hair and pronouns and forcing him to be an entertainer.

(Side note during this arc Clancy started to flat out hallucinate the torchbearer bc he was so lonely which I think is really cute he missed his best friend so much)

Eventually Clancy escapes bc Nico is betrayed by another bishop, Keons, and gets washed up onto an island called Voldsoy where he meets the Neds!

(They look like this I couldn’t find a picture from the actual story and am too lazy to go screenshot it myself)

The neds give him the gift of their antlers which allow Clancy to control bodies the same way bishops do!

Another side note, the REAL torchbearer has the Jesus-like power of controlling Clancy’s hallucination to “guide” Clancy to places he needs to go (he guided Clancy to the Neds and also guided him back to the Banditos later)

After Clancy meets back up with the banditos (and more importantly the torchbearer), they all prepare for a final battle with the bishops and go fight them. This is where for the bajillionth time the lore gets confusing.

This happened in the finale which btw, right before releasing the video, Tyler Joseph (lead singer) said “let me ask you, do you think this is the end?” Bc this most recent album was supposed to be the finale to the story but now he’s acting cryptic about it? So a lot of people are torn on if we’re getting more lore or not (I think we definitely are esp after what they’re doing with the world tour)

But basically in the finale all the Banditos fought the Bishop controlled zombies outside the walls of Dema so Clancy could sneak in undetected and take out the bishops, and he takes down most of them but right at the last second Nico grabs Clancy by the neck and starts talking to him and then Clancy opens his eyes to stare Nico down and send a message that he’s not afraid of him anymore and the screen cuts to black.

Once again this is supposed to be the end of the lore. A lot of ppl are assuming Clancy is dead rn but now that the tøp world tour started there’s more lore involving different characters writing letters to each other. This is so far unrelated aside from the fact that they all talk about Clancy inspiring them to take action.

All the albums after Vessel are based on the story. They’re supposed to all be in the pov of Clancy (ofc) and if you look closely at the lyrics you can catch a lot of extra lore.

Blurryface is what Nico calls himself, Trench is the name of the pretty continent they live in, Scaled and icy is an enneagram for “Clancy is dead” (which in their Christmas single they said was propaganda) and also a play on the saying “scaled back and isolated” (bc it’s the album where Clancy is kidnapped and alone) and finally Clancy, the “finale”. It’s a really cool story.

There’s a ton of extra details I left out like the significance of the color yellow but yea that’s the main story and who Clancy is :) my siblings and I have been digging up all the lore the past month and with each new tidbit I get a little more fixated on this weird cat guy hope you like this unprompted infodump

[cupidlovesastro]

Advice on starting an astroblogs?

my advice on starting astrology blogs !

YESSS omg i love that you asked this because i think a lot of us started on the wrong path

1. don’t do observations based on pure experience

it’s okay to mention your experience a bit, but make sure it’s astrologically correct before making post about it !

2. you don’t have to post about everything

idk if it’s just me but i’ve felt pressure to make sure i post everything that i see others posting, so i can “keep up” yk? but if your only into making observations, that’s totally fine, as long as they’re based on facts !

3. don’t worry about likes, reblogs, etc

i think we all can get worried about this at times, but what’s important is spreading correct information and HAVING FUNNNN !

4. don’t let anything deteriorate you from learning and enjoying astrology

everyone has their opinion on astrology which is totally okay, but the issue is that people try to force it onto you. just read about a little of everything, and see what aligns with you the most, or which parts of astrology your most interested in and go from there. you don’t have to be strictly modern, or traditional, or western, or vedic, it’s all up to you !

5. don’t make your ask me’s anon unless your ready for people to be rude (opinion based)

this isn’t me trying to be rude or disrespectful, but people will literally hide behind the anonymous feature which i find so stupid because if you mean it, stand on business !! i used anon for people who may want to ask personal questions, but are too shy/ worried about backlash and outside opinions. but then someone started being disrespectful and i had to turn that OFF😭

also when i had anon on, not everyone was rude ofc, but ive seen so many people be harsh and then want to make it anon so they can still stalk you like a weirdo…

6. make sure you have a basic understanding of the bases of astrology

when i say this, i mean like if someone were to ask you right now, what does pisces in 5th house means, would you be able to answer? or gemini moon, or jupiter in the 2nd house, etc. i’m not saying you should remember every little detail about it, but you should be able to give a basic overview/ explanation of it. this takes time, i still look up stuff sometimes, and when i first started my account i couldn’t do this, but i got better after a month or so !

7. make friends/ mutuals !

this isn’t suuupppeeer important but i know for me, when i first followed my favorite accounts and they followed me back over time, it felt like such an amazing achievement because it felt like i was doing the right thing and it gave me a sense of validation and community (along with all of my followers ofc !)

8. don’t be afraid

this is going to be cliche but seriously don’t let anyone or anything stop you from doing what makes you happy. i’m so grateful for this community, and i’m excited to see all the new accounts become apart of them too ! we were all new at one point, so it’s either one day, or day one !

[scoonsalicious]

Pocket MCU - Captain America: Civil War 1/?

In Which Pocket Tries to Stop Steve from Taking the Quinjet.

Word Count: ~1k

Scene In-Movie: 1:41:42

A/N: I took a break to write WFLT. It's pathetic how little writing for that story I've actually gotten done. Instead, I do shit like this. Idk; Pocket stuff just flows out so much easier than anything else. #sorrynotsorry #pocket4life

You opened the hatch of the Quinjet and slowly made your way down the plank, hands raised above your head in surrender as Steve and the Winter Soldier approached. You couldn’t believe that he hadn’t been able to see reason. That it had actually come to this, had come to blows. You couldn’t believe he had torn your family in two.

That he had betrayed you.

“Pocket,” Steve called, “we’re taking the Quinjet. You need to get out of the way.”

“Or else what, Stevie?” you asked through your tears. “You gonna fight me, too?”

“How many girls you got, punk?” the Winter Soldier asked him with a sidelong look, but Steve ignored him. 

“I don’t want to hurt you, Pocket,” Steve said to you, instead. “You know that, don’t you?”

“But you will if you have to, right?” you cried. If you could just keep him talking, keep him distracted long enough for Tony or one of the others to get to you, to stop this insanity. “If I stand in your way. Then all bets are off, aren’t they?”

“Pocket.” Steve took a step toward you, but you took a step back, further up the plank of the jet. You didn’t miss the look of sadness and hurt that crossed his face at your retreat.

“You’re acting like you’re afraid of me,” he said softly. Pained.

“I just watched you try to kill our friends, Steve,” you told him, your voice breaking as you spoke. “I don’t know what to think about you anymore.”

“We’re not trying to kill anyone,” Steve attempted to reassure you, his voice sounding desperate. But you’d been watching on the airport’s security feeds. You’d seen everything. “But I need you to get away from the jet.”

“I can’t let you just leave, Steve,” you said. You were doing your best to keep your voice from shaking, but your entire body was trembling. “If you want the jet, you’re gonna to have to…” you swallowed, hard. “You’re going to have to go through me.”

“Pocket, be sensible, please,” Steve said, taking another step toward you. “You can’t seriously think I’m going to fight you. You're a civilian.”

“I never thought you’d fight Tony, either,” you said, choking back a sob. “But look where that got us.”

Steve took another step toward you, and you retreated once more, reaching behind your back and pulling out the weapon you’d holstered in the waistband of your pants when you’d first realized they were heading toward the jet, toward you.

“Please don’t take another step closer, Steve,” you begged, pointing the gun at him. “Don’t make me do this. Please. Don’t make me do this.”

“You gonna shoot me, Pocket?” he asked, his tone almost condescending. “We’ve known each other too long. You’re not going to hurt me.”

“Maybe not,” you agreed, readjusting your aim so that it was pointed at the Winter Soldier, instead. “But I fucking don’t know him.” You pulled the trigger, sending a blast of sonic propulsion toward the man who had been the catalyst for breaking your family apart. 

“Bucky!” Steve shouted, diving in front of his friend and catching the blast square in the chest. The impact of the blast sent him flying backward, slamming him into the Winter Soldier, and the two went flying into the rubble of the collapsed air traffic control tower behind them.

Steve shook his head, disoriented, as he tried to get his feet back under him. He reached down to help the Winter Soldier rise, as well. “A shock gun, Pocket?” he asked, almost sounding amused once he had checked that his friend was unharmed. “Really? You think that’s going to hurt us?”

“I think I like this one better than the blonde,” the Winter Soldier said to Steve with a small grin, but his words didn’t even register to your ears.

“I’m not trying to hurt you, Steve,” you shouted across the hanger. “I just needed to slow you down.” You darted your eyes behind them to where T’Challa was making his way over the accumulated rubble and Natasha had appeared , seemingly out of nowhere.

Steve’s eyes narrowed, and you knew you’d fucked up– that he’d clocked your nanosecond of distraction. 

Natasha stepped forward to position herself in the line of fire between you and Steve.

“Oh, thank fuck,” you whispered, breathing a sigh of relief knowing your friend had come to back you up.

“You’re not gonna stop,” Natasha said

“You know I can’t,” Steve said to her with a shake of his head.

Natasha raised her arm in Steve’s direction, electronic propulsor at the ready. “I’m gonna regret this,” she said.

To your absolute shock, she aimed it between Steve and the Winter Soldier, shooting a burst of electricity straight at T’Challa.

“NATTY!” you cried out in disbelief as you watched T’Challa convulse and stumble to the ground in front of you. “What the fuck are you doing?!”

She turned to make eye contact with you. “I’m sorry, honey,” she said, "but we have to let them do this." Then she looked back to Steve. "Go!” She fired another blast of electricity at the Wakandan king.

Steve and the Winter Soldier rushed the gangplank, and you knew there was nothing you could do to hold them back. The sonic propulsion had barely kept them down for a single second, and you weren’t fast enough to get them both.

“Please don’t do this, Steve,” you pleaded, one last attempt to make him see reason. “There’s got to be some way we can work this out, all of us, together. Please.”

“This isn’t personal, Pocket,” Steve said, using the shield to knock your gun out of your hand. You watched as it went clattering into a pile of crates at the base of the plank, leaving you completely defenseless and the nerves of your hand singing from the impact of the vibranium.

With super soldier speed you couldn’t hope to match, Steve was behind you, putting you in a headlock, his arms pressing on your carotid artery, and you knew you only had seconds of consciousness left. If he let you live at all.

“I’m so sorry, love,” he whispered, so low you thought you might have hallucinated it, and as your vision tunneled toward blackness, you felt the press of his lips to your temple.

[nnnyxie]

BAE I’M COMING THROUGH W THESE I SWEARRR, can’t remember if I already sent one but I got one I think is cuteee idkkk (I despise anything I write at all)

The BEST THING JUST TICKLED MY BRAIN, HEAR ME OUT

Izuku x Fan!reader, BUTTTT🤭 Reader is from our world, definitely possesses a bunch of merch of specifically Izu and one faithfull day they decide to listen to maybe a shifting meditation, more as a joke than seriously but the hope still gnaws at their heart. You can imagine the disappointment as they wake up in their own room☹️ but as soon as they open the door…boom ✨Ua dorms✨ they slam the door shut before opening it and slamming it shut again and again staring in disbelief before squealing, and rummaging through their closet to find a uniform :DD then being introduced to the class and realizing they don’t speak a word Japanese and panicking slightly, we just need a tiny bit of struggle🤞

And ofcourse trying (and failing miserably) to keep the fangirling at bay

It should have to be in the early days of class 1A so that they seem just a little more creepy for loving them so much, but also so they can predict a few things and then just say that that is their quirk :) like random visions

They don’t actually have a quirk but using their knowledge of the manga to their advantage :3 idk does that make sense??? And IMAGINE meeting Izu for the first time…reader just being a mess and Mina quickly picking up on it…reader being bi dosen’t help as Mina comes close to tease them and they grow Almost as pink as her…GJEKDKSKSK (I’m soo gay for Mina and jirou it‘s insane) okay I think I should stop I’m just writing whtv at this point but alsoo HIM SEIENG YOUR DORM or catching a glimpse of his pro merch??? The figurines??? He’s actually be SO weirded out but also curious??

Bonus: reader actually is the mc of a very very unpopular secret underground exclusive manga that Izu happens to be a huge fan of and he goes crazy when he sees them and first thinks they only look super similar and just can’t be around them because he‘s do flustered…one day either he or you is sick and Aizawa asks who could bring the sick one the notes and Izu/reader volunteer a little too fast🤭 so when they then see the room…littered with merch of them…wjdiwnykdnkxks I’m insane

Sincerely, Izu anon<3

#𖢥 izuku anon

WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT BECAUSE THIS

THIS IS GENIUS!!!! I WANNA EAT YOUR BRAIN!! /POS

okay so this roughly takes place before the stain incident BUT they’re in the dorms bc canon divergent is my thing /j

the day was slow and boring and you were curious!!

so you turned up that music and focused on shifting to the mha universe!! which failed the first time— but you weren’t gonna give up!! no no no. you tried again!!

and you succeeded. very successfully.

you didn’t realize you had— because your room was still the same! but that was until someone knocked on your door! you thought maybe it was your parent/guardian or sibling! but nope! it was aizawa and nezu!

you had no clue what your story was as to how you got here— did they somehow already get a random explanation? or what?

you were honestly so nervous— shaking from it all.

“come with us!” nezu smiled and motioned you to follow the two.

after a silent five minute walk, you reached a private room.

“you can’t go back for a while. you know that, correct?” nezu asked. you looked at him nervously, what did he mean? “i’m sorry? i don’t understand.” you tried feigning innocence but it didn’t work. they both gave you a ‘we aren’t dumb’ look.

“how did you know?” “we aren’t stupid kid, we know who belongs where. who is from here and who isn’t.” aizawa’s voice was firm and tired. “look— i didn’t think this wouldn’t actually work. i mean— it failed the first time i tried. how was i supposed to know it’d be successful the second time?” you were quick to defend yourself, afraid that maybe they’d lock you up in a cell until you were able to go back ‘home’.

“don’t fret, child! we’d just like to propose a deal,” nezu was snuggled up in aizawa’s scarf, it was kind of adorable. “what— what would that entail?” you were wary— you knew he was a good…. person? animal? whatever— you knew that he was good but, you were still afraid. who wouldn’t be?

“you know what happens here, yes?” you nod your head. “then, you’ll act as our help. your quirk is vision. you will tell us what happens before it happens” aizawa waves his hands in explanation.

“and for my side..?” “we’ll get you home.” “okay.”

the next day— you’re introduced to the class “before we go in, you need to understand that you cannot fangirl or whatever they call it. you need to pretend you only know them because of the sports festival and your visions.” aizawa had you at his desk while students piled in. good lord did it take everything in you to not scream.

“we have a new student, introduce yourself then take that seat behind midoriya.” aizawa pointed to the pretty green haired boy that you loved.

after a quick introduction, you were very quick and eager to take the seat behind him. “welcome to UA!” he gave you that smile— the one you loved so much.

after class, everyone was quick to come up to you— excited to know about your quirk since you hadn’t said what it was during your introduction.

“what’s your quirk? how does it work? what’s your hero name? do you have any special moves?” izuku was close in front of you— you could die right then and there. you were incredibly flustered—

“well— uhm… my quirk is vision and uh— well it’s what it sounds like… i have visions so i can see what happens before it happens…”

“how’s that even useful to us!?” bakugo, the asshole, yelled. while you did like his character— he was annoying sometimes. so, you just rolled your eyes and ignored him. opting to answer everyone else’s questions. he, of course, got angry at this. “don’t ignore me, brat!” he grabbed your collar and lifted his hand. “can you stop?” you asked in a rather annoyed tone.

honestly— this baffled everyone. but, izuku— izuku was thoroughly impressed— he even had a little crush on you now. ;)

as more time passed, work studies came. aizawa paired you with iida— after you let him know of the stain incident he had all heroes on guard and wanted you to make sure iida didn’t run into him.

now. the incident. you did EVERYTHING in your power to make sure iida stayed away— you kept him from the alleyways, watch his moves, etc. but still, he found stain.

then— izuku showed up. you knew he would at some point, of course. “midoriya, you need to go!” iida yelled, you were tending to native’s wounds. since your ‘quirk’ was just vision. you carried first aid equipment with you. he wouldn’t leave— you knew that. but, you wanted to at least try. maybe this time it could be different? maybe this time he’d leave and get help?

“please— izuku you’ll hurt yourself! i’ve seen it!” he ignored you, of course he did. he was a stubborn hero in training after all. “i have to help you both!” and with that— he attacked.

you saw as the hero killer paralyzed izuku, you felt so— powerless. you wanted to do more. you needed to do more. as stain was about to take another stab at iida— you moved to protect him but, todoroki showed up just in time.

the fight was long. and hard to watch— it was always difficult to see. all three characters you loved were getting hurt and you couldn’t do anything. but, you saw iida do everything in his power to force himself up— it was admirable, he was learning to do what was right and you loved that scene. then you remembered— stain would throw his knife to hit todoroki and iida would take it. iida doesn’t need more injuries.

“move!” you yelled as you shoved the two of them, the knife went through you. just above the heart, though it seemed like it struck directly into it. “you idiot!” todoroki yelled at you, and izuku looked horrified. he felt sick. he was angry. that gave him all the fuel he needed to activate his quirk.

the pros arrived as soon as the two took him out, izuku rushed to you, ignoring the yells of the heroes. did they not see you bleeding out? how could they just ignore you like that? it only angered him more but, he knew he needed to calm himself. it’d only make the situation worse.

you were put in a different wing— you needed surgery for your wound. it was deep and there were specs of his blade in you.

the surgery ended up having you on bed rest, so you weren’t able to attend classes. it sucked but at least you had your sweatshirts for comfort— your deku sweatshirts for comfort.

there was a knock at your door, then it opened. you forgot to lock it. though— you didn’t think much of it anyways, it was probably aizawa bringing you your work. which, you wish you didn’t have any.

oh. now you wished it was aizawa bringing you your work.

izuku walked in with a few papers in hand— the light from your opened window displayed all of your merchandise. oh no.

he looked— well, his expression was… mixed? he looked, confused, unsettled, happy???

“uhm— izuku— i can uhm— i can explain!” you sat up quickly, forgetting you were injured, your mortification overpowered the pain. “that’s— that’s me…” he pointed at a figurine. he turned around in a circle, taking in all of your items. then, he faced you. you, who was wearing a deku sweatshirt with a small plush of him on your pillow. “i—” his eyes were wide and his brows were scrunched, you were embarrassed— no— that’s an understatement.

“so… i was right…” he mumbled to himself. “what do you mean? you were… right?”

he rushed to the door— closing and locking it, then threw your papers onto your desk.

“you aren’t supposed to be here! i was right!” he exclaimed in joy. “i can’t believe it— you— oh my god i was—” he threw his hands up in the air then planted them on his head, he was being confusing— i mean, shouldn’t he be freaked out?? “what do you mean you were right!?” you asked louder— while you loved that he was happy, you wanted to know how the hell he knew!

he sat next to you, “you’re not— you’re not us. you’re supposed to be— you’re not supposed to be here!” he pulled out his phone, showing you a picture of… you? “this is amazing! i just— i can’t believe it. i mean, i knew you looked familiar, you sounded familiar, you acted familiar. but, i didn’t want to be wrong.” he was mumbling again, it was cute.

“am i…?” “you’re my favorite character!” he exclaimed. he was beyond happy— he was beyond thrilled.

“how did you get here? did you build some kind of machine? no that would’ve happened in the manga… what did you do? is this why the manga suddenly stopped?” he held your hands, wanting answers. you swear he was trying to kill you, his sweetness was almost suffocating.

“well uhm— there’s this thing called shifting where i’m from and uh… i did it and succeeded, i guess. i didn’t think it’d work but uhm… yeah. it did.” you felt a bit shy, was that weird? wanting to shift into this world? “so why did you want to do it?” he squeezed your hands, he was excited. should you tell him why? should you tell him it’s because you wanted to see him? would that be weird? that’d be weird, wouldn’t it? well— nothing could be as weird as… this.

“i uhm… i wanted to uhm uh see you.” god you wanted to die right then and there. “me? like— me me?” “uhm yeah… there’s no one else here…” he blushed— oh no he was weirded out— he must be. this was the end for you. “that makes me happy.” he whispered as his blush deepened

oh. oh. OH.

i hope this was what you were looking for!!

i had fun writing it!! i wanted to incorporate the stain fight bc it’s one of my favorites!!

[hxjikonn]

HI HIIII CONGRATS ON YOUR 143 FOLLOWERS OR MILESTONE??? IDK WHICH ONE I SHOULD USE FOR THIS IM SORRY 😭

May i request a long fic comfort with Azul ashengrotto, with Reader who has been hiding their true feelings from everyone and even observant person can’t tell if they’re hiding it or not and tend to avoid certain question, because they’re used to be not hear out/has experience their problems spread around school(perhaps), pls?

IM SORRY IF THIS TOO MUCH BUT REALLY NO PRESSURE FOR YOU DOING THIS—I JUST WANT TO MAKE MYSELF CRY HARDER AND I LOVE YOUR WORKS SO MUCH🥹💕

A/N: OMG ILYT DUDE UR ALWAYS SO INTERACTIVE WHENEVER I POST MY WORK I HOPE YOU CAN STILL CRY TO THIS EVEN THOUGH IT TOOK SO LONG🥹♥︎

Put on a show!

☆Staring☆: Azul Ashengrotto x GN!Reader

Synopsis: When you chose to hide your emotions from everyone, Azul wondered why it had to include him…why can’t you let anyone in your head? How long do you think you can hold it together before you fall apart.

“Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of?” - Anna (Frozen)

Artist: @/uri_hir on twtr

To most people, you were an open book, you always spoke your mind, you always showed them how you felt, and let them know if you were okay…at least that’s how you play your little illusion. Little did they know that you had chapters hidden from within the pages they read, things that you swore you’d never let anyone know, in fear of allowing them to see your weaknesses that they can use against you.

It wasn’t your fault, it wasn’t always this way, ever since then you bottled up everything, that particular day when…“Y/N!!!” Ace called out, snapping you out of your thoughts, “hm?” You hummed, once again silently putting on the mask you were used to showing everyone. “Wanna go to Monstro Lounge with me and Deuce? We thought it’d be nice to chill after that hellish spell drive training” He offered.

The training was hellish, and you were tired…no screw that, you were drained, you didn’t just keep up with them, you were also keeping up the facade you played, this other ‘you’ who everyone knows and loves. But of course, this version of ‘you’ is also a people pleaser, so reluctantly you said agreed to go. “Sure! I’ll come with” enthusiastically you stood up and grabbed your stuff.

Deuce smiled seeing you still so active “I wish I had Y/n’s personality…” No you don’t. Ace agreed and stood up to grab his stuff aswell “I know right, always so energetically postive” No I’m not. You just laughed at the two, halfheartedly but you didn’t let it show since you didn’t want them to think otherwise.

You carried Grim because the cat was asleep, and you three strolled on to Monstro Lounge together. The odds were somewhat on your favor, because it wasn’t that packed in the Lounge when you arrived, conveniently too, the last thing you want right now is a larger crowed to appease and entertain with your little act. You took a seat at a table as Ace and Deuce chattered along behind you, arguing about who knows what again.

You place Grim down and allowed yourself to ‘let lose’ a little since the other two were still at the bar side getting drinks, you let yourself have a break from smiley, happy, and bright, letting your exhaustion be visible, you sighed somehow calm because you were tucked away in a corner where no one really saw you.

“You look quite worn out prefect, are you not feeling well?” Suddenly a voice from behind you emerged, you looked up to see Jade, leaning from behind you seat, “Oh hi Jade! It’s nothing, the spell drive training was just extra rough today…” you reasoned with him, desperately trying to play your character again. Knowing how Jade is the more observant twin, you were nervous that he saw right through you.

He nodded, “Of course, can I get you anything?” He asked, you shook your head and pointed at Ace and Deuce coming to your table with drinks, “Ah I see, then I’ll let you relax now and enjoy your drinks, let me know if you need anything else” he smiled, striding away to other tables, you let out a silent breath of relief.

You thank the two for getting you your drink and sipped on it, still on edge about the happenings from earlier, you let your mask slip away one time and almost got caught, never again. You thought, breaking away from talking with the voices in your head, you joined in on the other two’s conversation, hoping to forget what just happened.

You three rambled on and on, hoping from one topic to another, you were hoping to finish soon since right now you just wanted to go home and really relax, you can feel the bottle you store your emotions in is already nearing it’s overflow, you needed to let it out, but not here, not now. Just. A. Little. Longer.

As you three stood up leave, Floyd suddenly grabbed both your shoulders, which surprised you, “Shimpyyy~~~ Hello~~~~” he greeted, you smiled, “Hi Floyd! We were just leaving” you said, hoping that you didn’t sound like you were rushing it. “No you’re not, Azul called for ya! You two go on ahead~ We’ll borrow Shimpy for awhile” he shooed off Ace and Deuce and they awkwardly waved you goodbye having no choice.

Great, you quietly took a deep breath, desperately trying to glue the pieces of your mask together as it was wearing off, “Lead the way!” You smiled at Floyd who gladly lead you Azul’s office. Every step you took, you felt it, the weigh on your chest getting heavier, the ringing in your ears getting louder, your eyes starting to sting with hot tears threatening to come out, but it cant, you cant, not here, not now. Just. A. Little. Longer.

Floyd opened the door for you “Shimpy me n’ Jade will take care of baby seal” he took Grim from your arms gently, and you mouthed a silent thank you as you stepped in the room. Azul had always been warry of you, you were always smiling, not the sly kind like Rook’s, or the carefree kind like Kalim’s. It always seemed hollow like we weren’t really there.

He was eager to find out, you had always been a peculiar human from the moment you came here, but what irked him more was why and how you didn’t seem to be bothered by anything, despite countless overblot encounters, the belittling you hear from the students here, you having no way back home…Nothing fazed you, even if you did show other emotions, it always seemed like you dialed it down.

Ever since his overblot, how you’ve helped him overcome it, and how you didn’t treat him any differently despite knowing what he had looked like as a child, He felt safe with you, and wanted you to feel the same way about him. He was curious, but why does it feel like you’ve told him everything about you, yet at same time nothing at all.

When he’d heard from Jade that you were here, he was exhilarated, he wanted to see you since he saw you and the other first years training earlier, and he noticed how tired you looked. So he took it upon himself to make his office nice and cozy, with snacks and drinks, even going as far as replacing the pillows with fluffier ones.

He hoped that maybe this time you’d allow him to break the chains you’ve wrapped around yourself. Maybe this time you’d…”Hi azul” he perked up to look at you, hearing your voice, “Oh Hi! I apologize I didn’t hear you come in…” he explained, he was distracted, but he couldn’t let you know why.

You laughed a little, sitting down on the chair infront of his desk, the relationship you had with him was complicated on your part, you knew everything about him, and grew close to him over time. You even started to think about opening up to him one time, but you stopped yourself, remembering what happened the last time you thought you could trust someone.

You didn’t avoid Azul since then, but made you did make sure to keep your distance, you felt that he was close to figuring you out. And out of all days it had to be now, now that you were close to falling apart, and out of all people it was Azul. You felt weak to your knees but still tried to hold it in. You needed to.

“So what was it that you called me here for?” You asked, you weren’t trying to seem like you wanted to make it quick, worried it’d make him suspicious. “Oh uhm…nothing in particular, Jade mentioned you didn’t look well…” he said, concern lingering in his voice. Oh no. “I’m fine, Just tired from training that’s all” you were desperately not trying to sound in denial but it was slipping out. Just. A. Little.Longer.

“Right…you had spell drive training earlier” he mumbled, you wouldn’t look his way, looking everywhere else but at him. “Is that the only reason?” He couldn’t help it, he wanted to be let in, “yeah…” you simply said, nodding, still flashing him that bright smile, only this time, your act was nearing it’s end, your mask is breaking.

“Y/n…” he called out, oh no. “I’ve noticed…” oh no. “Please, I want you to trust me.” He looked at you, empathy and worry in his eyes. You felt guilty for not trusting him enough to tell him, but it wasn’t your fault, you couldn’t let yourself get hurt again. “I’m alright, really. Just really really worn out.” You defended, you avoided saying whether you trusted him or not.

“From practice or From something else?” He pried, you felt your hands shake, you clasped them together tightly, and wish he wouldn’t see. You couldn’t say anything, you couldn’t speak, it was as if there was someone over your shoulder reminding you that if you were to trust anyone again, you’d be broken beyond repair. “just tired..” you croaked out, praying to whatever deity is there that he’d let it go.

Azul had enough, he wasn’t stupid, he knew you’re holding yourself back. Sighing, he stood up and went towards you. You’re done for. That voice inside your head taunted you, as his figure loomed over your shaking one, suddenly the room felt like it was collapsing, like eyes were everywhere just waiting for you to break, you could hear them again, the whispers and mumbles from your past, your little illusion of a happier ‘you’ was shattering.

Show’s over.

Azul, was too busy trying to figure out what to do, how he could make you tell him what’s wrong. He didn’t notice you were crumbling beneath him, your heavy breaths stopped his train of thought, his attention’s now all on you. He panicked, he never meant to push you this far, he only wanted for you to feel safe around him. He crouched down, meeting your eyes.

For the first time, he saw raw emotions, but not the ones he wanted to see from you. You’re eyes wide with fear as hot tears drip and trickle down from them, you were covering your ears, you’re breathing heavily…you were scared. He felt his hand grow cold, the last thing he wanted to make you feel was scared.

He reached out, holding your face on his hands gently, as if you were made out of porcelain. “Y/n…hey….look at me…” he called out, voice barely above a whisper but loud enough for you to hear. You looked up at him, crying, trauma evident within your gaze. You thought he’d be looking at you with disgusting or betrayal in his eyes, but all there were was concern, worry, care.

“I’m sorry, I never wanted to scare you like this…” he apologized, “I only wanted for you tell me what’s wrong, There’s something wrong and I want to help you like you helped me…but I can’t if you don’t let me know…please…” he pleaded, his intentions were good, he wanted you to know that. “I’m tired…” you said. He opened his mouth to say something but you continued on.

“I’m so tired of being scared…I’m so tired of hiding…” you quietly said, your voice was weak…it broke him. “I wanted to tell you, I really did…But I just don’t wanna get hurt again, I feel like if I do, I won’t be able to fix myself…I’m so sorry Azul…” you cried, he felt the fear and pain in your voice, he wondered who could’ve hurt you so bad for you to suffer like this.

He pulled you into a warm embrace, he was also shaking, out of anger that is, he wanted to know who made you this way, who caused you pain, he wanted them to feel as traumatized as you are, but for now all he needed to do was calm you down. “Don’t be sorry…it wasn’t your fault” you sobbed hearing his words, “It’s okay… I wont hurt you, I promise…” he adds caressing your hair.

After a little while, Azul had noticed you stopped shaking, and your cries had been reduced to sniffles, and your body went slump against his. He looked down to see you asleep, he sighed, wiping the tears stains that trailed down your cheek, he felt you flinch against his touch but then eased back up.

He carried you and laid you down the couch that he filled with fluffy pillow and blankets. He made sure to tuck you in, making sure you were comfortable. When he was sure you’re fast asleep, he kissed you hand and left the room for a bit. He asked Floyd to place Grim beside you, and come right out.

When the twins were both present he told them to keep an eye on you starting now. If anyone were to talk badly about you, upset you, threaten you, or hurt you. The tweels were going take out the trash.

A/N: Once again people, not proofread lol💀 sorry in advance for mistakes I swear I’m fluent in english, just slightly dysfunctional 💀💀

Edit 1: omg I fixed a part that had missing words it was Floyd’s line, I’m so sorry that must’ve been confusing😭🤚🏻

[nishayuro]

thank you for doing my mentor Stanley request and I loved that you did it platonically. Idk if you’re still doing Stanley asks but can do Stanley being best friends with reader?

Dr.Stone Being Stanley Snyder’s Best Friend

A/N: I’m glad you loved it! And yes, feel free to send in more requests, even if its other characters~ Also, the amount of searches I made to get information for this. I went ham with this request T.T

Genre: Fluff

GN! Reader

You can read this as platonic or romantic, but the main point is you're each other's best friend.

Pre-Stone world

Childhood friends!! You both met at the playground, probably competing with each other on who can hold onto the monkey bars longer. 

It was friendship at first sight. He loved your energy and you loved his. 

You’re physically active like Stanley, so he’ll invite you to play different sports, which you two will eventually get really good at and then move onto the next sport. 

One time you were both deciding what to do for the day, and you both said the same answer at the same time. He declared you as his best friend then and there. 

Will introduce you to Xeno, and you three will become a trio. Being friends with Xeno means that you can join in on their experiments, which means that Stanley doesn’t have to spend half his time with each of you individually. 

In high school, Stanley joined the football club, Xeno joined the science club and you joined the karate club. 

Despite your different club activities, Xeno will always stay the most late, so you both go to the science club room to pick him up and drag him home.

When Stanley revealed his growing interest in marksmanship, you decided to come with him to the shooting range. 

Each time you come with him, you develop a love for the sport as well. 

Now both you and Stanley train with each other, sometimes going to a paintball ground just to train more.

When Stanley revealed to you and Xeno that he was thinking of enlisting, you also revealed that you’ve been thinking of it too. 

Xeno said you both shared the same brain cell when it came to stuff like that, and that although he will be sad to see his two best friends leave for long, he supports your decisions. 

So when the opportunity came, you and Stanley took it, and enlisted. 

You both entered boot camp together and went through the training, and whenever you can, you both meet up and catch up with each other before another rigorous training happens. 

You both also send letters to Xeno to keep him up to date, and he sends you both letters to keep you both updated as well.

You both excelled in the marksmanship training obviously, and you also excelled in hand to hand combat. 

When you and Stanley eventually got into the actual military work, you were both assigned in the same unit. 

And as time passed, you both climbed up the ranks, and you became his second in command.

He knows you can handle yourself, but in field ops when your unit is deployed, he’s protective of you. Although only subtle.

There was one time where a mission got so dangerous you almost got killed and only narrowly escaped death, I kid you not, you have never seen Stanley more afraid in your whole life. 

After that, he’s become slightly more protective. 

When your elite unit was called last minute to attend the DARPA expo, you had your small reunion with Xeno. 

“Doesn’t explain why our elite unit got a last-minute invite. Something smells fishy, and we’re a long way from the ocean.” Stanley said, looking at Xeno. “Maybe it's the sushi they’re serving at the food stall” you joked, earning a chuckle from him. “It concerns this. Terrorism via unknown weapon…or an attack by a foreign power” Xeno stated. He went on and on about the sciency stuff of it, bringing back a nostalgic feeling of when you three hung out to do experiments. 

“So… things hit by this new weapon…stand a chance of surviving…” Stanley started. “If they force themselves to stay awake?” you continued. As soon as you said that, an eerie feeling shot up your spine. The same feeling you feel on the battlefield. You look towards Stanley who you figured also felt the same feeling. 

“TAKE COVER! GET BEHIND SOMETHING!” Stanley ordered, pushing you and Xeno down in a defensive position. “THERE’S PROBABLY NO DODGING THE PETRIFYING LIGHT, BUT…THE REAL BATTLE BEGINS AFTERWARD!” he shouted. “DON’T LET YOUR MINDS FADE!” you shout, adding to his instructions. 

A green light engulfed your surroundings, and a feeling of paralysis hugged your person. The last thing you saw was Stanley looking towards you with a determined look. You’ve been through hell and back together. You’re not about to give up now. 

Post-Petrification

You occupied your mind with anything, from recalling songs, movies, books, to even reminiscing on your childhood with Stanley and Xeno and your days in battle along with your best friend. Anything to keep your consciousness from fading. 

You think about Stanley, you’re sure he’ll survive this. He’s had intense focus training as a sniper, and you yourself know just how strong his mental resilience is. 

And when you feel the stone crack, and you see light for you don’t know how long. The first face you see is your best friend’s

You both helped Xeno build his colony, with him employing you both as his military’s commander and executive. 

A good chunk of your unit was freed from the stone, so you both got into training again. After all, 3,700 years of inactivity takes a toll on one's body. 

And when the kingdom of science arrived, you both were deployed, with you piloting the plane and Stanley with the machine gun. 

“H-helloooo. Is anyone there?” a voice called out, Stanley got into shooting position and you in defensive position. “Whoa! Who are you?! I totally didn’t realise anyone was up there!” the man said. You jumped down from your position after seeing him non hostile towards you both and pat him down. After a short back and forth between him and Stanley. He was escorted towards your base to meet Xeno. 

When Xeno gave the mission to assassinate the enemy’s science leader, Gen, the newcomer asked, “Great idea, brilliant-bay, truly… B-but can you pull it off?!” You and Stanley looked at each other briefly, and then looked towards him. “We can.” you both said in sync. Gen sweats, “How exactly?!” he asked again. “We can.” you both answered again. A more fierce look in your eyes. 

“Mr. Gen! When Stan and N/N claim that they can get the job done, There’s no need to question it!” Xeno says, threatening the magician. “Because they can” he ends, with you and Stanley getting ready. “Get Luna, we’ll need her for this.” Stanley orders, I nod and get Luna to come with us, along with her lackeys. 

As we walked towards the sniping location, Luna asked if we can trust Gen. “A person who trusts a person that just double crossed his team needs an appointment with a head doctor.” Stanley claims, “That’s just basic knowledge, Luna. Never trust anyone easily.” You added. Causing the girl to go on a spiel about her capabilities. 

As Max and Carlos catch up, carrying the water bottles, Stanley orders Luna to not carry a thing, because her role is important. You all set up your gear, you hand Stanley a weather vane made by Xeno. Luna’s lackeys start asking questions, to which Stan answers that it affects the bullet’s velocity. 

“I’ll snipe the enemy science leader… with a rifle made by Xeno’s science.” Stanley declared, getting into position. Luna starts doubting the plan, asking if you’re about to kill them. “Just their science leader” you answered, scouting the area more using binoculars. “Isn’t that kind of awful?” She asks, to which both you and Stanley sent her a harsh glare. “Just kidding! Just making sure those two wimps don’t try to chicken out of this! That’s part of my job!” She exclaims in a panic, to which you chuckled at. 

You tell Luna her role, about being Stanley’s yardstick and help her get into place and out towards their boat while you wait for her to signal where Dr.Taiju is. “Of course miss Luna snuck in no problem! The bad guys are probably head over heels for her!” Carlos exclaims, “Curse Stanley for exposing Miss Luna to danger like this!” Max adds, “Would you two shut it? Any more loud noise could give away our location!” you whisper-shouted, which made the two silent. 

“Heh, reminds me of old times” Stanley said, eyes still focused on his scope. “Tell me about it, it’s kinda nostalgic in a dark way.” you replied. Your role was to scout out the other members of the enemy team to see what their abilities could be, as well as weapons or assets they might have if ever a battle ensues. You also have great lip reading skills, so you’re also trying to “eavesdrop” on their conversation.  

You saw a few of the warriors on deck, taking note of them in case you’re forced into close quarter combat. You also deducted who the captain of the ship is, which is valuable information for later. “They’ve got a lot of warriors, hmm?” you muttered, to which Stanley responded, “We might have to face close quarter combat when we take over their ship. Be careful, they seem to know their weapons well.”

“I have experience with disarming spear type weapons, the karate club loved playing around with sticks when in our downtime. Also, these gears Xeno made us are no joke. I had Jack go up against me in knife combat and not even a graze hit me.” you replied, earning a chuckle. 

“I wonder how long we’ll be here…? Carlos asked. “For as long as it takes for Luna to do her job.” you answer, scaring the two. “Which one is he? Which one is Dr.Taiju…? The junior science genius?” Stanley mutters, You move your sight towards Luna, who looked like she was analysing the crowd, and then suddenly looked flustered. “What is up with that girl…” you mumbled. Still observing her movements and interactions. “Why does she look so shocked about everything, what the heck?” you added. 

You noticed she went inside the ship, the waiting game continues until night. Max and Carlos fell asleep down below, which leaves just you and Stanley doing reconnaissance. “As much as i’m used to waiting hours on end for the perfect shot, she could be faster than this.” Stanley states, “You’re telling me. They’re having ice cream right now. This girl is just enjoying her time.” you sneer. “Think they’re tryna bribe her for info?” he asked. “Most definitely. I don’t think she’ll say that a gun is aimed towards them right now though, or else she won’t be this ‘smooth operator’ girl she claims” you laugh. “And members wouldn’t be on and off deck if they knew, gotta give props to her for not spoiling the plan,” he adds. 

“Can you tell what they’re talking about?” He asks after a while. “Nope, can’t see their mouths” you answer. “Bummer,” he replied. You observed Luna a bit more, and then the others who were out on deck. ‘Something feels off…’ you thought. Luna then starts walking towards the group, a little hesitant. You see her pointer finger up, you and Stan wait for her to point somewhere, however, she just stuck both fingers up her nostrils. “What the fuck is wrong with her?” you muttered, with Stanley letting out his own irritated sounds. 

You noticed she faced your direction, adjusting your binoculars to get a better read when you see her mouth words. “Po-ssi-ble… friend… of… Xe-no’s… Guy… named… Sen-ku… Seeen-kuu…” you relay to both Stanley and Xeno using your comms. “Scout the others, i’ll focus on Luna” Stan says, to which you respond with an okay and they look around. You notice the captain looking around, and then at your direction, to which your eyes widen. 

“Captain’s eyeing our location.” you say, “okay… looks like you’re Dr.Taiju!” Stanley says, about to shoot before Xeno shouts through comms to not shoot, explaining that Taiju was a decoy, and then revealing that the real target was the guy named Senku. Xeno then starts to describe the target, to which you scout. “Three people fit, one left, two right.” you say. 

“A sniper! We’ve got a Sniper!” the captain’s yell was heard even at your location. Causing you and Stanley to be on alert. You saw Luna look this way. “Hello, Senku Ishigami.” Stanley says, you see the guy duck below the railings to hide. “But that actually tells me right where you are.” he mumbles. “Xeno, last chance, so I gotta ask… you sure you want him dead?” Stanley asks, a few seconds pass, before Xeno gives a ‘yes’, and then Stanley shoots. 

Stanley jumps down, you wait a while and see the team hovering around someone, and you see Senku’s mouth bloody. “Job’s done.” Stanley said, "You jump down as well, “The enemy science leader is dead.” you continued. 

You two hang back to keep watch.” Stanley orders. “But what about Miss Luna?!” the two exclaimed. “Leave her, help her, your choice. Not my problem” Stanley answers, grabbing the equipment from you and walking away. “She seemed to be enjoying life on their ship, hehe, although I don’t know how that’ll fair once they realise she’s a spy.” You added. 

You and Stanley walk back towards the base, leaving the two alone. “Gotta say, it’s been a while since we got deployed like that.” Stanley says, removing the head gear of his armour. “Right? Kinda missed doing recon with you. My last recon back in the old world was unbearable. The sniper kept flirting with me the whole time even after I told him to shut up.” You complained. “Oh yeah, you told me about that, heh. I gave the guy extra duty and a hard time at training after that stunt.” He revealed. “Hah! Serves him right!” You exclaimed. 

Your bond with your best friend might be weird, or unconventional to some. But this was how you both grew up. Be it playing on the monkey bars in the park, or staying still for hours on end to get the perfect shot, you loved every second of your friendship. And even in this new age, even in Xeno’s rule, you know you both would never exchange each other for anything. You’ll both help Xeno reach his dream, because he’s helped you two reach yours. 

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Genshin Impact men as older brother figures: Headcanons

Includes: Kaeya, Scaramouche, Diluc, and Xiao

Tw: none

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KAEYA:

-Teasing. Straight-up teasing. You're never going to get away from it, so don’t even try. I mean, come on--It’s Kaeya, what did you expect? He will keep it to a degree where you know that he’s only poking fun at you, however.

“Oh? A hug? Aw, did you miss me that much? You're too cute. My heart can barely take it.”

-He’s a doting older brother figure, if not incredibly mischievous. I feel like he’s the type to drag you everywhere and invite you to hang out in his office when he’s not working. If you're lucky, he’ll probably try to teach you how to wield a sword or even spar with you.

(Does he let you beat him sometimes? Yes, but he’ll tease you about it so much it probably won’t feel too much like a win.)

-Also, be ready for hugs! Are you feeling down? You're getting a hug. Did you see something that you didn’t like? Hug. Did you get injured somehow? A gentle scolding, then you get a hug. He’s worried that you’ll slip through his fingers, just like everyone else he’s ever cared about, so he’ll try to remedy that feeling by physical touch. So don’t be afraid to initiate hugs by yourself, he’d love it. He’s a very touchy person, so if that’s your thing, you two are a perfect fit!

(If it isn’t, he’ll respect your boundaries, but might ask for hugs occasionally.)

-He’s mildly protective. He knows you can probably fend for yourself but still--he will step into any situation where you feel or show that you are somewhat uncomfortable.

“Ah, just a second. I’d like to speak to my darling little sibling. Huh? No, I’m sure what you were talking about isn’t important at all. Completely irrelevant, even. Please leave, so I may enjoy some quality time without your…unpleasant presence.”

-Ok but I wanna say that he’s like a…sort of bodyguard? I mean that like, idk, he doesn't like (see: absolutely hates) the thought of you being taken advantage of by someone else so he’ll try to ward off any potential suitors vying for your attention.

-Like, if he sees someone else hitting on you, they’ll definitely be subjected to a very cold and insincere smile that just generally warns others against doing it again. If they're persistent…well, let’s just say that he’ll replicate their stubbornness tenfold. 

-Expect a casual arm slung around your shoulder if you're as tall as him, or both arms folded on top of your head while he looks down at your pursuer if you're shorter. Besides, who’s going to go against the Calvary Captain himself? 

-Will Kaeya engage and pull you into various antics? Yep, probably. Will he make sure that it’s all lighthearted and fun as long as you're here? Yep, definitely. 

-He’ll be one of those siblings who acts a little aloof while caring immensely about your wellbeing, hidden under his usual teasing facade.

“You look thinner today--don’t tell me you aren’t eating. Did you skip breakfast? That won’t do--come along, we’re going to the Good Hunter. Why? Well, I can’t have a stick for a little sibling, can I?”

-When you're feeling sad, he’s good at comfort. He’ll listen and add his own commentary when he feels that it’s needed and as mentioned earlier, is completely willing to hug you if you need it. In fact, being a cryo user, his hugs are cooler than a normal person’s, so in the summer, it’ll definitely feel nice. In the winter…he’s a bit sad that you won’t ask for them as much so bear with him if he’s more clingy during that season.

(Can you tell that I really like physical affection? ;-;)

-Pretty chilled out, most of the time, UNLESS you have managed to get injured. Whether it be from training, or a run-in with monsters, anything, he’s there to wrap your wounds, hug you,  and then flick your forehead especially hard for worrying him. 

-Then he’ll subtly hover over you and make sure you don’t get hurt even more but, like, very sneakily, to the point which you won’t even notice his behavior until he becomes more relaxed and lets you go off on your own without his supervision.

“Nope. I’m not letting you cut your own bread. Why? Because I want some too, y’know. You’ll eat it all by the time I’ve blinked twice.”

(No, he just doesn’t want you holding a knife while your hands are bandaged lest you get even MORE hurt somehow. He’ll deny it if you ask him later.)

-He’ll let you sit in his office whenever you want, even when he’s working, as long as you stay quiet. If you fall asleep while waiting for him to finish, he’ll wrap a blanket around your shoulders and let you sleep.

-Tell him you love him (platonically), and he’ll pause for a second trying to process what you just said in genuine surprise. The result of that is an extra clingy and sappy Kaeya. He might drape himself over you just because he wants to be near you. Or just casually lean against you, using you as a sort of crutch or something.

-Would he let you try alcohol? No. At least, he won’t let you drink huge amounts of it. Maybe a little sip of the most watered-down wine you've probably ever tasted because he’s a responsible person underneath his mask of apathy.

-All in all, he’s a very sweet older brother figure, although he doesn’t show it often, keeping it buried under a layer of his usual barbs and teases. Just know, he’ll always be looking out for you--betrayal is a sore spot for him so he tries to show that he’ll never intentionally hurt you. 

(He doesn’t want the same thing that happened to Diluc to happen to you. He’ll keep you as close to him as he possibly can, while life is good. Maybe, when he finally feels that you are ready for it, he’ll tell you about his past and his history.)

SCARAMOUCHE:

-Ouch. That’s all I’m going to say for when you first meet this guy. Ouch, very ouch. Scaramouche has a sharper tongue than anything--even the sharpest sword can’t compare to his cutting words.

-BUT DID YOU KNOW THAT HE APPARENTLY HAS A SOFT SPOT FOR KIDS??

(lol idk if this is actually true, but I’ll take my soft Scaramouche agenda to the grave with me. PLUS I SAW ADORABLE SCARA AND QIQI ART ON TWITTER AND AGHGHGJG I LOVE  IT)

-Lmao, good luck getting through his defenses and worming your way inside his heart, but when you actually do manage it…an absolute softie with you. Anyone else, they're nothing more than scum made to be walked all over by his sandals. 

-He’s like a cat. A very demented cat. If you spend enough time with him and put actual effort into seeing past his incredibly grumpy exterior, then you’ll find that he’ll tolerate your presence. Scaramouche won’t talk to you like he does with his subordinates and really…kind of dotes on you in his own way.

“I saw this bracelet on the ground and it reminded me of you. It’s absolute filth so it’s fitting that you would like it.”

(Sir you cannot tell me you found this gorgeous bracelet on the dusty ass ground. It doesn't have a single speck of dirt on it.)

- He doesn’t really mean it when he insults you or anything. If you read between the lines, his messages are actually quite sweet. You just have to dig deep. Really deep.

-Tsundere. A total tsundere, there’s simply no way around it. He’ll give you little trinkets or food he finds interesting, disguising the actual reason for giving it under excuses.

“I got dango from one of the stalls and the idiotic wench manning it gave me two. I’m not going to eat it, so take it. I’ll throw it away if you don’t.”

“I can’t believe that they thought I’d use something as useless as this. You can have it--it serves me no purpose whatsoever.”

“I have no need for your…physical affection. Hey! I didn’t say I wouldn't let you hug me! I know your puny mortal needs have something to do with… hugs. Be grateful I’m letting you do this.”

-His hat is big enough for the two of you to huddle underneath. He’ll let you wear it if he’s feeling nice and if you beg him enough. Actually, if you beg enough for anything, eventually, he’ll cave underneath the weight of your requests. You just have to beg a lot--like a humongous amount of begging. 

-You managed to win over his favorability with determination (lots of it), so why shouldn’t you be persistent enough to ask him for things over and over?

-He’s actually incredibly protective of you. There’s someone following you home? Well, their head now exists somewhere far away from their body. You got hurt today? After making sure you're fine, he’s going to find the culprit and brutally introduce them to his friend, death. You get made fun of? Looks like that person no longer has a tongue to make fun of you with. 

-He won’t let you see the extent of his work with the Fatui, but he will tell you that he does regularly murder people, and you're fine with that, cool! He’s relieved as well! When he enacts his plans to break away from the organization, you're coming along with him, although it’s highly likely that you’ll be dropped off somewhere safe while he…ahem…becomes a god.

-It doesn’t work but rest assured. As soon as he recovers he’s coming back to get you. Maybe the two of you will go on adventures together.

(There’s no way in hell that he’ll ever leave you as the world did to him.)

-I don’t think he’s too much of a touchy person but he will accept casual physical contact, such as hugs or maybe leaning against you when he’s feeling lazy. Maybe he’ll tell you that he absolutely despises it, but really, he doesn’t mind it too much.

-If you tell him that you really appreciate him he’ll grace you with one of his incredibly rare smiles. So make sure the scary short man has all the words of affirmation you can possibly give him--it reassures him that you won’t disappear and betray him like everyone else has. 

-If you had any intention of leaving him, it’s gone now. Scaramouche is the type of person who might break if he suffers just one more of the things he hates. Please don’t leave him, he’ll shatter under the weight of every betrayal he’s suffered.

-Sad boy, give him hugs. Don’t let go, it’ll make him feel so much better. 

-He’s a bit softer since being defeated (see: getting his shit rocked) by the Traveller, so he’ll welcome any affection you show him readily, although he will make excuses when he wants to do the same to you.

“...You have something on your shoulder. Come over here, I’ll get rid of it…no, this isn’t a hug. You're just making things up.”

(It’s totally a hug.)

-He’s not too good at being an older brother figure, but he’s learning, slowly but surely. He’s trying his best to make sure you have a better life than he did and damn it, the world will end before he deserts you.

-His comfort level is…mediocre, but he does his absolute best to try to make you feel better, in his own roundabout way.

“Stop crying. It’s…unbefitting of you. No, wait, that came out wrong… Just come over here alright? You don’t need to cry when you’ve got me. We’re stuck in this together, whether you like it or not--so suck it up.”

-You’ve somehow, by the grace of the gods, earned the title of being his family and that means you're stuck with him forever. Like a cat, you feed one day and it just keeps coming back for more. I hope you don’t mind because he’s fiercely loyal to you.

DILUC:

-I’d say that he’s a bit…rusty when it comes to emotions. Bro legit does not know how the fuck they even work sometimes, but he’ll try to make sure that you know that he cares about you deeply. He comes across as gruff and even grumpy most of the time, even though it’s probably not what he actually feels.

-Istg, 99% of the time he looks as if he might punch someone if they dare come up and talk to him. Plus, the claymore he sometimes hauls around Monstadt is also incredibly intimidating. 99% of the time he’s probably thinking the exact opposite of what people assume.

-Diluc is what you call, emotionally constipated. He’s got a bad case of RBF, so kudos to you for approaching him and getting close enough to see that he’s actually a nice person. He naturally slips into the role of an older brother, although he might come off as awkward when he tries to convey that to you.

-He’s a total sweetheart. Kind of. He won’t let you come along when he slaughters encampments of hilichurls but if he gets hurt, he trusts you enough to bandage whatever wounds he could have procured from his patrols. 

-Sometimes that just leads to both of you sitting on comfortable seats (or the floor) and literally just talking about everything and nothing at the same time. Like, just random ramblings and stuff and somehow that just leads from topic to topic. 

(Although it’ll probably only be you talking about everything, don’t worry. Diluc will definitely listen while you speak and sometimes, he’ll even share some of his own experiences.)

-They're rare, but he will have them with you, and it will guarantee that you strengthen your bond with him. It’s just that he has to do work often, or is exhausted by his nightly routine to go out and kill monsters.

He’s very protective of you. He’s had too many of his family members get hurt because of him, so he’s incredibly careful with the way he treats you. That extends to being extremely overprotective when someone shows obvious interest in you and he doesn’t approve. 

“So…you have a crush on my little sibling?... You are unfit of being in any type of relationship in the first place. What makes you think you have a chance?”

-I feel like you have to be the one who has to drag him off to bed so that he doesn’t overwork himself like an idiot.

“...Just let me finish signing this document. I need it to help with the trade of the Dawn Winery’s alcohol production in Liyue.”

(Bitch, that’s what you said 30 minutes ago. Sleep.)

-This guy is touch starved, glomp him or something, he won’t complain. He’s strong enough to hold you up when you do this, don’t be shy. He likes physical touch but for the love of god, he will NOT be the one to initiate it. He won’t ask for anything at all and it’s usually a little difficult to tell if he wants a hug or not.

-Here’s an easy way to tell: Diluc just stares. He stares at you for like, long minutes on end, until you put it together that he wants something like a hug. 

-It was weird at first, but now it’s kind of endearing now that you actually know he’s doing it.

-He’s one of those people who gives you a nice, little head pat whenever he feels that he needs to, which is sweet. Although sometimes it’s natural and others it’s a little awkward, but then again, almost everything that’s related to emotions with him is awkward.

(You get extra brownie points if you reach up and pat his head too. He’ll blink confusedly for the next two seconds while mentally bluescreening.)

-He’s surprisingly good at comforting others, seeing as he’s somewhat oblivious to emotional cues. He’ll listen and be there for you, like an anchor to tether you down. His presence can have a rather soothing effect as well.

-Would he let you braid or do his hair? Maybe, if you're lucky and he wants to spend some time with you. His hair is silky and incredibly thick. It’s the best kind for learning how to do different hairstyles since it’s longer. 

-He tries to be as open with you as he possibly can and absolutely hates lies for…reasons. Please don’t lie to him, he’ll be sad. 

-If you get hurt then oops. Looks like your outside privileges are revoked until you recover! Lmao, he’s going to force you to stay at his home while you recuperate from your wounds. Will he be there to make sure that you actually rest? He’ll damn well try and it’s highly unlikely you’ll escape from your bedrest until he deems you well enough.

“I don’t care if you told the bakery you would get sweet flowers for them. Your leg is injured and I don’t need you messing it up while you heal--stay in bed. I’ll get them for you, and in return, JUST STAY THERE AND DON'T MOVE--”   

-To be fair, he doesn't need you running around, bleeding out slowly and painfully. LIKE A CERTAIN BLUE-HAIRED IDIOT. I have a headcanon that Kaeya consistently neglects the fact that he’s injured and brushes off the fact that he’s hurt in order to finish more work, which definitely stresses the hell out of Diluc. So he’ll try to make sure that you're fine, to try to ease his anxiety about the both of you.

-Slowly, as time goes by, he becomes more comfortable with you. He’ll bring you small little presents and he’ll let you sit behind the bar in the Dawn Winery when he’s there. Diluc will even let you assemble your own drinks too, granted if they're non-alcoholic. 

-He won’t let you taste alcohol until he’s sure that you're responsible enough and even then, he’s going to supervise you, just in case. Bro does not want you to be drunk while he’s not there. The thought of someone advancing on you while you're intoxicated makes his blood boil.

-I say he’s a good older brother figure, in all. He’s a little guarded, and it takes a while for him to actually open up to you enough to consider you as a part of his family but when he actually does, you two are going to be like two peas in a pod.

-(Bonus: Diluc and Kaeya reconcile because of your proking and prodding of both of them. This just means that there are no longer any misunderstandings between them. Both will definitely spoil you while running a friendly competition on which one of them can earn the most of your attention.)

XIAO:

-Look, I wanna know how you managed to befriend an Adeptus to the point of being considered his little sibling. This guy is even more emotionally constipated than Diluc. Don’t let that deter you from trying though!

-Maybe he saved you from monsters and you try to thank him by repeatedly bringing him almond tofu and chatting. Maybe you find him on the roof of your house and you sit next to him every night he decides to visit. Maybe you intentionally seek him out and use your determination to get closer to Xiao, idk. Take your pick of any of these situations.

-Either way, you’ve managed to make him care about you deeply, even though he flat-out refuses to show it. (In actuality, he just doesn’t know how to tell you that you matter to him a shit ton, so he settles for sticking to your side and coming whenever you call for him.)

-Oh, btw, he’ll tell you straight away once he’s comfortable enough to just call out his name whenever you need him. Whether it’s just for something small or something that’s important, he’ll arrive whenever you ask. He might scold you a little if it’s for something he deems as unimportant but he doesn’t actually care too much.

-To him, it’s reassurance that you actually want him around and don’t mind his presence. Which, of course, you don't, he’s an awesome Adeptus, how dare you even think otherwise??

-But in all honesty, he tries to make sure that you're safe and fine, even subconsciously. Like in the back of his mind, he’ll wonder if you're okay and if you call for him while he’s thinking about your safety, he’ll arrive even faster than normal.

-He’s not too big on physical contact or cuddles, but he’ll grudgingly accept them if you're the one giving. It makes him feel bubbly inside and it’s somewhat unfamiliar to him, so he just avoids the feeling all together.

-He’s protective, but he’ll try to keep his distance from you because of his karmic debt. He despises the thought of you being hurt by him or his karma, so at first, once he actually realizes that, oh shit, I really care about this human, he’ll start to distance himself away from you. 

-Then you have to hunt him down and tell him that you love him (platonically) and would still stay even if his debt harms you.

-If he sees someone that you're clearly uncomfortable with keep trying to engage you in any type of way he will go down to you and threaten them a little. He’d do more if his contract with Rex Lapis permitted it but he swore to help all humans, which means that he isn’t allowed to actually hurt them.

“Stay away from my little sibling. I’ll rain hellfire down upon you if this continues.”

(Well…he’ll only threaten murder to the point of them leaving you alone. How sweet--it’s his own way of showing his care for you.)

-Even though he doesn’t like big crowds of people, he will go with you if you want to go to festivals in Liyue, just to make sure you're alright. Sure, he’ll look grumpy and brooding the entire time, but he uses this time to grudgingly get closer to you and ward off any potential suitors vying for your attention.

-If you get hurt, he’ll start blaming himself for not protecting you better, even if it’s only a shallow scratch. In his eyes, you are something pure, not meant to be harmed in any way at all. Compared to himself, which he sees as disgusting and shameful. He’ll visit you all the more when you're wounded, which means that you’ll practically have a shadow following you everywhere, ready to step in and help you at any time.

-Xiao appreciates it when you spend time with him, like sitting together under a large tree, hiding from the heat of the sun. Or even just chatting aimlessly on the roof of your house in the middle of the night. Or even sleeping on his shoulder while he keeps watch. Whatever it is, he makes sure to cherish every moment, because he knows how short mortal lives really are.

-Tell him that he’s the best older brother in the world, he’ll blush in embarrassment and scold you for being so shameless. Inwardly though, he’ll feel all warm and happy so give him lots of reassurance that you really do care about him, just as much as he does for you.

“...How brazen can you possibly be?... No, I’m not red, your mind is playing tricks upon you, but…thank you. I--never mind.”

-If he feels lonely, he’ll subtly be more clingy the next time he sees you. Like a quick little tap of his fingers against your arm to get your attention or more physical contact. Maybe he’ll make an excuse to stick to your side as long as he can afford, trying to tell himself that it’s for your own good.

-He will let you play with his hair when he feels somewhat tired. He doesn’t actually sleep--it’s more of a light doze--but he will tolerate you combing your fingers through his silky hair since it feels nice for him. You've done it so many times that it’s practically habit for him to lay down next to you and expect you to start running your hands through his locks. 

-If you don’t, he’ll nudge your hand a little and glare at you until you comply with his wishes.

“...Hey. would you start…doing your thing already? What? Of course you know what I mean, you've done it so many times before. Huh?... You're just messing with me, aren't you?”

-OUGFDSEFG we love him.

-His comforting skills are…the same as Scaramouche’s but he tries. Don’t hold it against him if he just stands to the side, patting your back awkwardly, silent wishing he had the power to make you feel instantly better. He legit has spent so much time avoiding humans that he doesn’t even know how they work anymore.

“…hey. Don’t cry, I’m…sure everything will turn out alright. Huh? You weren’t crying? Well, just feel better, okay?…I don’t like seeing you sad.”

-All in all, he might fumble around with his emotions but ultimately will do anything to ensure your happiness and safety. Plus you can brag about having touched an Adeptus’s hair and survived to tell the tale! Honestly, he’s a real sweetheart who really cares about you. Spend some time with him, and share a plate of almond tofu, he appreciates it.

AN-ok I’m done. If u want to ask me to write anything, I am currently taking requests, HOWEVER, it’ll take me a while to actually post anything else, so please be patient! Please don’t steal my work!

[luffyvace]

hello! can i request hairo's kisses?

yes you may nonny! 💗💗

I’m so glad to see someone requested my silly little series!!

Enjoy anon!! And thank you! <3

Hairo’s kisses!

your first kiss would probably happen a few weeks after you’ve become an official couple

And I’m talking past the dating phase

which you likely dated for at least 4 months

Hairo had no interest in romance before, canonly

But when he does get a chance to date, let alone kiss you?

he’s all over you!!

and he’s not embarrassed one bit :)

As for your first kiss 😚

he doesn’t seem like the type to be flustered easily at all

so it would simply depend on what your doing, or- more like where :P

and by this I mean if your inside at the time, your first kiss will happen in private!

if your outside at the moment? pda is fine by him 💞

he’s proud to have you as his s/o so he isn’t afraid to show it at all

in fact he’s not even thinking if others are around

he’s focused on you

i mean of course! It’s not about them!

LOL

he’s also the type of person to see they’re parents kiss and not cringe, or not be embarrassed to kiss they’re mom in front of they’re friends, for a better example

you know? He just sees it as a normal thing, not cheesy or anything

a display of affection—just as it is <3

back to the lecture at hand—

Let’s say you guys were inside at the time

I’m going to go ahead and say he catches you completely off guard

you two were doing whatever you were doing

probably chatting while doing so

and as soon as the conversation ended he leaned in and gave you a 3 second kiss

Now he is a gentleman—so directly after he realizes he didn’t ask first

”oh- uh- oops- did……did you want a kiss?”

”I should’ve asked first really! I don’t even know if that was your first kiss or if I’m moving too fast—my mom told me I might wanna wait-“

”it was fine, Hairo. I loved it”

you announced beaming

and apparently that’s infectious because he got a case of the smiles too 😊

You probably resumed what you were doing before

but not before sharing a comfortable silence while doing something sappy like cuddling for a bit or holding hands 💗

from then on he’ll give you a kiss anywhere

its not like pda is illegal or forbidden or something so he sees nothing wrong with it!

The most common kiss you’ll receive from him is a forehead kiss

to say goodbye, to say hello, to say thank you, to say good luck, to say goodnight

all of the above and more

he more so gives kisses on the lips when you two are being all cuddly n such

like a quick peck after a goodbye hug

or when your snuggled up, cooing little praises to each other

Hairo’s kisses are soft and usually short

so the ‘short and sweet’ type

his lips are actually really soft!

he doesn’t have chapped lips or anything and they’re naturally moisturized

he doesn’t even do anything or put anything on he’s just kinda lucky 😂

let him tell it, it might be because he works out- 😄

I can nor confirm or deny I have no idea I haven’t researched it

but besides the point

Hairo’s kisses are gentle and meaningful

In each and every one of his kisses you can feel the love and adoration

it sends tingles up your spine and gives you goosebumps from how loved you feel

theres always at least 2 seconds of googly eyes being exchanged after your kiss as well

whether a whole crowd is watching or not

if your not into pda you’ll have to tell him because as I said he views it in a casual (yet of course, still romantic) way

So he kinda just initiates it naturally

But don’t be hesitant to tell him your uncomfortable with it! 💓

he completely understands and will keep in all his affection til he can burst it at you in private 💝

if your okay with pda, he initiates it as normal! :)

You might as well call your man the kiss genie

because ask and you shall receive darling

If this guy isn’t the gentlest giant idk who is

💋💪

[zoominsainz]

Sainz Sr has always rubbed me the wrong way, maybe not like Jos Verstappen levels of ick, but pretty up there… that mentality he taught Carlos from the young age that he has to toughen up if he wants to succeed, I can’t imagine saying to my kid that he can’t be himself and be successful at the same time. And sure, maybe this mentality is right for the sport, but it seems like it’s not right for Carlos as a person which in turn affects him as an athlete because he’s afraid to disappoint his father or embarrass their family name so he has to play up the ‘tough’ act. Idk. My perception is that he’s just different than his dad but he’s been molded into someone else his whole life so there’s a big conflict inside of him. His dad needs to step away from managing Carlos’ career me thinks, I feel like that would bring Carlos at least some peace

I wanna relate the ‘toughen up’ with the way he acts around people, he’s so constructed around patriarcal masculinity that being soft around people is weak and so he has to masc his affection by being rough (ie. his way of showing affection is physical touch but feminine! So I’ll hit and shove and throw you around bc I’m a man and I’m supposed to be rough)

It’s so obvious that senior is the most important member of the sainz family, he’s a renowned sportsman plus I’m guessing he’s the responsible one for the family’s wealth and political power so everyone looks up to him as the leader and so being named Carlos, after him is such a big honor and you’re the only boy! So you have to carry on the legacy of the successful sainz family, so you have to live up to be as great and efficient and be a leader, be a shark, a force to be reckoned with, that’s what you father tells you since you are 6, and all the family around you telling you “you got to be as great as your father”. In a family with such conservative and patriarcal values there’s no room to make a mistake or even be mid, it’s glory or failure, and they won’t hesitate throwing at his face everything they have given him and his only job being to be the person they boast around in gatherings and events.

But Carlos, he’s soft, he show he cares, he doesn’t like putting people down, he never boasts about winning bc he can see that the real fun part was the activity and not the result, ofc he likes winning, everyone does but like with lando, when asked who wins at golf and saying ‘oh in the end we didn’t keep score’ or with charles in the challenges, whenever charles gets too competitive he always offers to share the points instead or recognizing his efforts out loud.

I think he does feel immense pressure of living to his dads standards, show him he can be as good as his dad expects him to be, a carlos sainz as good as carlos sainz and the spanish media have a whole cultural background approach to carlos that he has to be perceived as a tough, emotionless guy, he always sounds snarky and very masculine coded when talking to dazn, very matter of fact. With his country also expecting him to succeed like the other spaniard in the grid with 2 wdc.

I agree with you, if his dad stopped managing him I think he would be able to relax and craft his approach to the sport that he loves in a more personal way and not with his dads expectations but also financial and political interests looming over him.

This was very rambly and messy and the anthropological pov discourse possessed me for a little bit there.

If you have any more thoughts I’ll be happy to read them.

[chaifootsteps]

It’s honestly so sad to see how little solidarity here is in the indie animation community. If this stuff with Viv has taught us anything, it’s that indie makes it for too easy for people like Viv to get away with being awful to their artists because they’re able to easily target younger, less experienced, and less financially advantaged people who just want to do what they love.

I’ll just go ahead and say it. Indie is where most artists get their careers started these days because mainstream animation is so insular and the bar to entry is higher than ever. Plenty of amazingly talented artists will get turned away over and over because their resume doesn’t use the right words, or their portfolio is good but it’s not the exact thing the producers are looking for at that particular second.

And even when they have the right stuff, entry level positions have pretty much vanished. They pretty much don’t want you unless you’ve worked on like x amount of award winning big budget blockbusters so if you weren’t lucky enough to have graduated from school 20 years ago when the job market was less hostile, you’re fucked.

That means indie is CRUCIAL to the success of younger artists. And look at the state it’s in. By now it’s obvious that people in the community have known about Viv and her horrible behavior for a while, but no one wants to say or do anything. They don’t want to start ‘drama’ which is just…when did standing up for the right thing become synonymous with ‘starting drama’????

I understand being afraid if push back, but at some point you have to ask yourself wether or not it’s worth it to keep being part of the problem. Even if you aren’t doing what Nico did snd outright refusing to hire her artists, you are still doing her work for her by saying nothing. I’m sorry, I know it’s harsh, but if you stay silent when you see abuse then you are knowingly allowing it to continue and therefore a part of the problem. I’m not trying to shift the blame onto other people in indie Viv has burned, but that’s the sad reality of stuff like this. Keeping silent about injustice isn’t the same as doing it yourself, but your silence empowers the abusers to keep going.

I remember when Erin first came out there was a lot of talk about Dave and Ashley. People wanted to know their opinions on the situation, and as far as I’m aware neither of them spoke up. Again, I understand the fear of backlash, but Ashley is a pretty big name in indie now. She has influence in the community, and that means she has a responsibility to speak out. Same with Goose, who I’m pretty sure has worked with Viv extensively in the past.

If relative no names with no social parachute like Ken and Erin can have the guts to speak out, then what’s stopping those with bigger reputations from doing so? Why let vulnerable people keep getting eaten alive like this? Where is the solidarity?

I think I remember Erin saying they went to TAG about Viv but TAG was powerless, because Viv, her studio, and her artists aren’t part of the guild. Do you know what that means? It means that indie workers, especially the younger ones, have no one to protect them. They’re more vulnerable to abuse because there’s no structure in place to protect them. The only thing that comes close is the indie community itself, and idk if you’ve noticed but indie is kind of cannibalizing itself right now.

It’s just so sad. Indie was supposed to be better than mainstream, but right now it’s honestly kind of worse. At least people in mainstream are entitled to benefits, get paid a living wage, and have some form of push back when treated badly because of the union.

It’s just….sad. This whole thing makes me so sad.

Anon, know that I really did sit here for a good while trying to think of something heartening to say, something hopeful. And I've got nothing.

Well, not nothing. I get the rhyme and reason to why certain people are keeping quiet and I do think things will be okay eventually, but I don't know. This whole thing has revealed a side of indie to me, a side of people, that I don't like.