#if you see this thank you for making my dash brighter :]

[scramble-crossing]

2 3 10 12 13 for the ask game!

2. A headcanon you weren't sure about at first but have come to like! Ok this is hard to answer because I forget what's canon and what's intricately-woven-into-my-brain headcanon but I'll say the "Kariya was an Angel" theory! I never disliked it, but I never liked it more than the simpler explanation of "Oh he's just been around the block a couple of times, that's why he knows more than the average Reaper but still couldn't pick out Joshua as the Composer-that stuff's above his paygrade." Even now it's not "canon to me" level of headcanon, but I can see the appeal and really I appreciate anything that inspires people to look a littler closer at characters like Kariya or Uzuki. Also it's really good when played for comedy. His ass is showing up at the Angel convention, stealing as many appetizers as he can, and bouncing before anyone can point out that he got fired 30 years ago for skipping meetings to go play Tin Pin with random Wall Reapers.

3. A character that fandom has helped you appreciate It's too easy to say Coco so Beat! It's embarrassing to admit but I kinda had a bone to pick with him when I was first getting into the series for sorta "replacing Sho" in neo. I didn't think he was as interesting (and to be fair he really isn't in neo until you take his relation to Rindo's arc into consideration; he works wonderfully as a back for Rindo to hide behind even if his own story was very much concluded by the end of the first game. Then there's also his dynamic with Neku, which is very very good, but he didn't need to be a player character for that. Anyways). Beat analysis posting made me actually pay attention to him while replaying the games and realize how much I'd missed skimming over him in W2 (the poor guy's really gotta try to compete with fan darling Joshua and Sho, aka the loudest fucking man alive, for screen time). His stint as a Reaper is incredibly fascinating. I forget who, but I always distinctly remember someone talking about Beat getting prepped to try and deaden his heart and become as brutal and merciless as a Reaper is supposed to be before ultimately choosing kindness in both his siding with Neku and sparing Kariya and Uzuki in W3 and man.....yeah. He's just such a good guy. He's easily in the top 10 favs now, if not the top 5

10. A blog (mutual or one you follow) that has made your fandom experience brighter Well....yknow....

There are a LOT of others and I'm too shy to tag but goldensunset (incredible analysis) playtwewy (fav fics ever) sho-minamimoto (awesome art + sho headcanons) dj-of-the-coven (made me love beat) purplelea (also incredible analysis) bitternami (very kind and wow I read a fic of yours once and it blew me away...I will remember to find it and leave a comment soon) leonvilasi (always leaves fun and interesting comments in my notes) off the top of my head and a whole bunch of people who aren't as active in the twewy fandom anymore or whose art I love and the people I always see leaving funny tags in my notes you're all awesome <3

12. Compliment someone else in your fandom AUGH HELL ON EARTH!!! dandelion2302 I absolutely adore the way you draw Sho your art is amazing.................

13. Your favorite type of fandom event (gift exchange, ship week, secret santa, prompt meme, etc) Yknow I've never actually done any fandom events before twewy! I had a blast during the twewybang and while I probably won't participate again for a while (I'd rather finish the fic I wrote for the 23 one first) it was a wonderful first experience with this sort of thing :]

[firefly--princess]

Happy belated birthday love! Sending you the best wishes and I’m sorry I missed your birthday 🫶🏾🎂🎉💝💞

Nonono you're so good!! I never posted when my bday was so you'd have no way of knowing lol. Mine was on June 5th. :3

Jah definitely post when it's your birthday so I can send you all of the birthday well wishes and good vibes! Also thank you so much for being such a sweet angel!! 🥹

I hope you're having an absolutely fantastic day!! ^ v ^

[craykaycee]

sneaks onto ur dash to talk ab one of my aus with these magma doodles------

This is a Street Artist AU I-- basically adopted from @starrspice (thank you, lovelyy!!) This is a post-fire AU where the DCA escapes the fire themselves and into the city. They're stripped of the proper prompts and triggers for their childcare and entertainment programming, but are able to find something their coding can latch onto: a group of children who need entertainment. They modified their performance and entertainment programming with their arts and crafts protocols to create art as a performance!

More details (so many details-- I went off xDD) and designs of the AU, of which I've titled "City Lights and Paint Water", under the cut :3c

They're pretty beat-up from the fire, and without proper access to maintenance, they've retained the burn marks, splattered paint, and other grime associated with being outdoors. Over the months as street artists, passersby donate their old paints and other supplies, hence the oversized trousers and worn apron! (P.S.: cloth placement is more accurate in the magma doodles)

Sun and Moon each have preferred mediums and styles!

Sun prefers acrylic paints and spray paint, his paintings a controlled chaos with loud, scattered colors, large brushstrokes, and splatters. His paintings always have a lot of movement due to his freeform painting style, splattering paint and getting a laugh from the kids.

Moon like to work with watercolors and colored pencil, the colors more muted with small pops of brighter colors (such as lights within windows). He likes to capture the lights of the streets, wondering what the true night sky looks like, his art giving a soft and ethereal mood.

Then we have our Main Character (MC), the viewer/reader! They're a graphic designer for a big corporate tech company, tasked with making pamphlets, brochures, posters, et cetera for the company. Though they do good work as a graphic designer, their true passion is fine arts, but their work isn't taken seriously due to its "childish" appearance despite the real-life deeper meanings. In the meantime, they create for themself, crafting and making trinkets for their apartment. They even make some of their own clothes, made up of several different garments to make something one-of-a-kind. Their outfits are fairly chaotic, typically accompanied by a hair accessory, but the patterns and colors compliment each other well.

MC grew up in a rural area, and still love the open and free areas it provides, but they had to move to an urban city for work and better opportunities. It's a big step up from their small town, overwhelmed by the activity. At the start of the story, they feel disconnected from their work, drained by the cookie-cutter bland work of their graphic designer job, but it's the only way they can reliably earn income.

The story starts with Sun spotting MC beyond the crowd, rushing somewhere. He continues to see them in the distance, unable to approach them due to their haste. He's mesmerized by their appearance, drawn to their creative expression just in their outfit. Moon catches a few glances of MC in the evenings, but doesn't have the same draw to them as Sun, figuring them as just another "everyman" in the crowd. One day, in MC's haste, they lose a paper from their portfolio. When Sun catches it, he sees a presentation sheet of several different designs meant for a business card or a t-shirt emblem. Sun is astounded by them, making MC more interesting than they already were.

It's not until about a week later that Sun takes an opportunity to return the paper and give his compliments. When he does this, however, MC's face falls before forcing a polite smile, thanking him. Before Sun could say anything more, they're gone.

There's so many small moments I'd like to explore, but that's the set-up :3cc I nearly have chapter one (1) completed, two (2) chapters after that already planned. The chapter length is pretty short right now, but I don't know if I wanna beef them up or keep them at this shorter length. We'll see! :D

Welp, these are my boios! I hold them gently in my hands and present them like a proud parent

[oozedninjas]

How would the bayverse turtles react to their partner putting eggs and mayonnaise in their hair? 😭 I used an egg mask once and it works but imagine what they'd think lmaooo

haha omg!

Leonardo

Leo had a hand clamped over his mouth as he watched you intently. The glimpses of his expression reflected in the mirror oscillated between distress and a dash of bewilderment.

"Why the contorted face?" you teased, a smirk playing on your lips. "It's just a hair mask!"

"It reeks of eggs and mayonnaise. Are you sure you want that on your hair?"

Not that Leo was a hair expert. Turtles, after all, weren't known for their luscious manes. But, in his humble reptilian opinion, smearing edibles on your head wasn't exactly the pinnacle of wisdom.

"I've tried it before, don't worry. It works like a charm."

Leo responded with a miniature smile. "I trust your judgment," he muttered, simultaneously shooting a quick text to Donnie, contemplating the need for a contingency plan in case your hair decided to fall off your head.

Raphael

"Hey babe, why are you smearing sandwich condiments in your hair?"

The question came so sincerely and with such a shocked innocence that you couldn't help but chuckle.

"Well, it sounds stupid when you say it like that! But it's a hair mask. I read that it helps make your hair look brighter."

Upon seeing your smile, Raph shrugged his worries away. Your hair was too important to you for you to intentionally ruin it.

He gave you a supportive smile. "Let me know if you need help getting rid of the smell, 'kay?"

"Sure! I—wait, what do you mean?!"

Donnie

"Did you know that rosemary and vanilla are also very effective for hair care and maintenance? I added a couple of recipes here, oh, and I included the preparation methods as well. These herbs are much better for hair hydration than mayonnaise with egg, I assure you."

You took the book with both hands. It was a kind of recipe book for natural hair masks, and you couldn't help but smile. You knew he had something up his sleeve since the last time you asked for help covering the back of your hair with the mask.

"Donnie, this is… it's wonderful. Thank you so much."

He gifted you a smile, his fingers nervously endearingly playing with each other.

"It's nothing. I'm glad you liked it."

Mikey

"Hmm, hmm, yeah," Mikey nodded along to every word as you passionately explained how this hair mask was destined to turn your locks into a radiant masterpiece. Simultaneously, he found himself typing a frantic query into Google: "My girlfriend's putting eggs in her hair, what do I do?" - just in case things took an unexpected turn.

"I'm so excited to see the results! Bet it'd look even prettier," you chanted, delicately massaging the mixture into your hair.

Mikey's heart melted, and an unabashed smile of adoration painted itself across his face.

"That would be impossible, babycakes. You're already perfect."

[theladywholivesonthemoon]

New follower, but I love your writing so far! I’m not sure if you take a request but would you consider writing something short about drawing astarion or giving him a painting of himself please?

WHAT DO YOU SEE

pairing: astarion × fem!reader

warning: none, just fluff!

a/n: my first ask! thank you, I hope this does your vision justice!

The crackling of the fire burning and nature itself is all Astarion could hear. He stared at the mirror in hand, but as usual nothing is shown. He twisted the mirror, turning his face from side to side, grunting at the nothing that is shown, until she walked behind him. She placed a hand on his shoulder, slowly as to not alarm him. He turned to her, a scowl glaring on his face in his surprise.

"Hello, my love. What is it?". Astarion tried to smile, that grin he used when he wished to hide something from her, usually a fear of his. But it never worked, not on her.

"I should be asking you that". She caressed his cheek, him nuzzling into her palm. "Is it because of the mirror?"

"Well, yes" He said, his voice small and faint. "I... I wonder what this face looks like, sometimes. It is petty vanity, but still. I have never seen this face, after I was turned, I can't even remember the color of my eyes. I want to know what people see- what you see, when you look at this face". Astarion takes her hand, bringing them closer together, his eyes never leaving hers. Wonder swam around in his red eyes as his gaze locked on hers, curiosity and fear of rejection brim on his look until she spoke once more.

"I see you. A piercing gaze that strikes anyone that it touches. Your curls that swirl around when wind brushes against them. The laugh lines across you face that make your smile shine brighter than any star. Astarion, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen, and I have lived a long time". She placed a hand against his chest, rubbing softly as he almost purrs at the action.

"Well, my love. I'm glad you like me, but truly, who wouldn't fall for this charming visage?" He said and they both giggled, covering their mouths as to not wake the others at camp. The conversation seemed to have been put to an end as the vampire took her hand as he lead them to their shared tent, but she tugged against his hand, her lips curling into a welcoming smile. She pulled away, leaving a confused Astarion to sit in one of the fluffy cushion placed beside his tent as she pattered to her bag, taking out a notebook overflowing with cutouts and notes scribbled onto misplaced papers. She walked towards him, sitting beside him in one of the cushions. Astarion stared in confusion as she summoned a brush and opened the notebook in an empty page and started tugging the brush up and down the paper as he watched.

"My love, I had no idea of your talent to the arts. May I ask, what is it that you draw so fiercely?" Astarion gazed as her brush passed through the ink on the carefully opened jug beside her bag and back again toward the page.

Slowly but surely the image of a man starts to form, pointy elven ears and all. A dashing fellow, complete with a well embroidered cravat, jewels strung like necklaces draped over his shoulders and to complete the look a big smile on his face seemingly brightening up the entire page. Soft hair curls around the elf's ears, perfectly arranged on top of his head, smile lines framing his sweet smile, soft dots pitter around the face. The woman keeps swirling her bush without so much as a response to Astarion, making the vampire even more confused until she smiles softly at the picture on the page and puts the bush down. She wordlessly hands over the notebook to Astarion who stills gazes at it confused.

"Oh, this one is quite a handsome fella isn't he? Ha ha". The vampires laughs nervously, but as the silence it seems to finally click in his mind who this is. "Is this-". His hold on the notebook turns shaky as the woman nods, slowly moving one hand to his to steady his slight shaking.

"This is who I see when I look at you. A man, one who has been hurt many times, but still finds hope within himself, so much life. I see you in your love for embroidery, turning that old cravat we found while looting that castle into a piece of art. I also see you in the patches in my clothes, which I didn't even ask for, but you stitched them anyway. I see your beautiful smile which turns any dark night into a bright sunny day while you focus so hard when enjoying a book, I love it so much when I see that smile directed at me. I see the lines on your face, telling so much history while you stand right here in front of me- living. As much as an undead can live, though". Her laugh turned into a snort, her hand moving to cover her mouth. Astarion laughed with her, wiping stray tears that escape through the side of his eyes. “Astarion, you are so beautiful, I can’t even express them in words. Beautiful inside and out, my dashing vampire”.

"I am quite wonderful, aren't I?". Once again they laugh together as he tugged her into his lap, hugging each other tightly while enjoying the fire sizzling in the middle of camp, welcoming them both into a night full of stars.

"Oh love look! A shooting star! Make a wish". She pointed her arm toward the rapidly passing star and Astarion hummed in thought, encasing his hand on hers, bringing them closer to his body.

"I doubt anything I'd wish could beat this". He smiled, his eyes downcast as they gazed at her lovingly. With relaxed shoulders and feeling a calm he hadn't felt in oh so long, he pulled her closer, his lips finding hers in a slow, languid kiss. They kiss softly, not in a rush, as the silence of the camp welcomed them both, leaving their love undisturbed, until the sun shines in the sky again and their travel to Baldur's Gate continues.

[educatedsimps]

Hi! You blog is so adorable it makes my day :))) I’m not sure if you write for Nishinoya but could I request him for the angst prompts “I didn’t know where else to go” and “It wasn’t supposed to end like this” in a time probably right after the game where Asahi left and the team kinda fell apart? He had said something about how he was useless in the game (before Asahi took the blame instead) so I think he needs some comfort from the reader :(((

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nishinoya yū x f!reader

a/n: HI ANONNNNN we’re so glad our blog makes ur day a little brighter ❤️ we actually HAVE been thinking of writing for nishinoya but had no idea where to start so this request is literally perfect THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING IT IN 😆 love u lots and take careee

You jumped as the sound of your doorbell rang throughout the house. Placing your pen on the table and putting your homework to the side, you got up and padded over to the front door in your fluffy home slippers. Opening the door, you were greeted with the sight of your best friend on your doorstep.

Nishinoya stood at your front door in his gakuran with his schoolbag hanging off one shoulder. His signature tuft of blonde hair almost glowed in the evening light, and his hair looked soft as ever. You couldn’t help but notice that he looked absolutely dashing in his uniform. It fit just nicely over his shoulders and chest, hiding the lean muscles in his upper body. It was the same uniform that all the boys wore at Karasuno, but you couldn’t explain why he just looked better in it than anyone else.

It wasn't unusual for Nishinoya to show up to your house in the middle of the day to study or hang out - you used to be neighbours and you were childhood best friends, after all. Although, he'd normally call or text you to let you know before he came over.

Before you could ask, his brown eyes met yours and it was as if a dam had broken. Hot tears started flowing freely down his face as his shoulders shook with how hard he was sobbing. His lower lip quivered and he bit down on it, nearly hard enough to draw blood.

Your eyes widened in panic, freezing for a moment as you processed what was happening. Quickly, you reached out to grab his arm and pulled him into the comfort of your home. Closing the front door, you led him up to your room.

Sitting on the edge of your bed, Yuu's hands were clenched into fists, resting on his knees. His back was hunched and his shoulders tense as he cried. Carefully, you sat next to him and gently took one of his hands in your own. His chest heaved with angry sobs as you slowly ran your thumb over the back of his hand. Your heart physically hurt seeing how hard he was crying, with tears dripping from the edge of his jaw and soaking the front and collar of his uniform.

Eventually, he managed to calm down and quickly wiped the remaining tears off his face. You wanted to comfort him, but you weren't sure what you could say to help. You didn't even know what was troubling him, so you hoped that just being by his side was enough for now.

For a while, the only sounds in your room were the electric whirring of your ceiling fan and his quiet sniffles. You swallowed, thinking of what you could do to comfort him now, like maybe a glass of water and some tissues...

"I got suspended."

You stared at him in shock for several seconds, freezing just as you were about to get him some water. His voice was hoarse, and he swallowed thickly before sucking in a breath. "The vice-principal suspended me for a month 'cause of what happened this morning."

"Yuu..."

"I'm sorry, I should've asked before coming over. I just... I didn't know where else to go." His voice hitched as he pressed the heel of his hand to his eyes, turning away from you slightly.

You reached out and gently brought his hand down from his face, now holding onto both of his hands. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were puffy. You could've sworn you heard your heart break into two as you looked at his tear stained face.

"Yuu, it's okay. I'm here." You hesitated. "What happened?"

He sniffled again, his mouth forming words he couldn't speak.

"It's okay, take your time," You said, offering a gentle smile. He glanced at you, eyes softening a little before he let out a breath.

"You know how we had a match with Dateko last weekend? At the inter high?" He asked, looking down at his hands. You nodded slowly. "Well, we lost. And it's all my fault."

"No, it's not. How could it have been your fault-" You responded almost automatically.

"I wasn't good enough, and I wasn't fast enough. I couldn't pick up all the blocked balls and now it's my fault the entire team is falling apart. Why didn't I try harder to save those plays? I could've saved them, Y/n. I'm a useless libero," His voice broke, full of regret. New tears welled in his eyes and his face was filled with anguish. "And now Asahi-san left. He doesn't wanna play volleyball anymore and it's all my fault. It wasn't supposed to end like this, Y/n."

Before either of you realised it, you had pulled him into a hug. You felt him freeze momentarily from your touch before melting into your hug. His lean arms encircled your torso and held onto you as he buried his face into your shoulder, fresh tears slowly staining your shirt. Your hand moved up to rub slow circles on his back. The two of you stayed like that for several minutes and you prayed to heaven that he couldn't hear or feel how hard your heart was hammering in your chest.

Pulling away, you knew you had to reassure him somehow. You couldn't let him keep thinking he was useless when he was the exact opposite.

"Yuu, I know for a fact that you're not useless. You're one of the best liberos in the country and you know it. Losing that match was not your fault. I know you think it is, but it's not. Volleyball is a game played by six people in each team. So every point that you win, and every point that you lose, you bear the victory and the loss together. I promise you, your teammates won't ever blame you for not being able to save those plays," You stated assuredly. "And it's not your fault that Asahi-san left. I'm sure he just needs a break and he'll come back when he's ready."

"But... but the team is falling apart. The team morale is gone and I can't do anything about it. It's all my fault-"

"Stop, Yuu. It's not. Your. Fault. It's perfectly normal for you guys to feel down after a hard loss, but I can assure you, the team isn't falling apart. Yes, Asahi-san may have left, but the team is still strong. You have amazing bonds within the team and I'm sure things will work out just fine, I promise. Yuu just need to give it time."

Your best friend snorted beside you, his face lightening up a little at the lame joke. You let out a small sigh of relief, glad your poor attempt at humour worked.

"Got it, Y/n," Yuu nodded slowly, rocking back and forth on the edge of your bed. "So... you might be wondering why I got suspended."

Before you could ask, he continued. "I bumped into Asahi-san in the hallway this morning. I was upset that he decided to quit volleyball and that he blamed himself for being a 'useless ace' and I… I kinda just lost it. Yelled at him in front of people and I, uh… may have, maybe.. accidentallyknockedoverthevice-principal'svase…”

“What?”

“I said, I… may have, maybe… accidentally knockedoverthevice-principal’s vase,” He mumbled, sniffling again. You pursed your lips, looking down.

"Anyway, thanks, Y/n."

You looked up, confused.

"For always being there for me," He clarified, before sighing. "I didn't wanna go home first, 'cause my parents aren't gonna be happy about my suspension. And I know Grandpa would try to cheer me up with loud music and stuff and it's... it's not that I don't appreciate him trying to cheer me up, I just- I just wanted to be comforted, and you're the only one who can do that."

A small smile played on his lips, and you swore you saw something shift in his eyes as he looked back at you. Though you might have imagined the way his eyes darted down to your lips for a millisecond.

You don't remember when your heart started doing flips and somersaults in your chest but you sure hoped he didn't notice all the blood rushing to your face.

Suddenly, he stood up, jabbing his thumb to his chest and declaring, "I'm not going back unless Asahi-san goes back, but I'm gonna keep practising my block receives so I'll be better and stronger for the team."

There it is, you thought. That fighting spirit he's always had in him.

"Can you spike for me, Y/n?" he asked excitedly, all traces of his previous sadness gone.

"Sure, Yuu," you laughed.

a/n: i haven't written anything other than argumentative essays for the last two years so i'm really rusty but i hope this was okay :,)

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[spotsandsocks]

Tumblr story time

Now you may not be interested but I was thinking it might be interesting to share how we all got stuck in here and tell the story of how you ended up as the tumblr blog you are today .I’ll go first 💜

Joined tumblr, 2015 looked around, thought hmmm a lot of people have very intense feelings about Sherlock and left. I suspect this might be the superwholock phase I hear tell of.

Time passed, I tried again, now there are two guys on my dash. A lot. Firefighters?

One of them did something the other one is forgiving him. People are quite invested in this. Maybe I can watch it somewhere, no.. not available here… but more gifs of them turn up, hope I don’t get dragged into something … no I can resist this … then the well scene hit my dash and well that was that for me. Then 911 came to a TV near me…

So I lurk and I move from McDanno to buddie tags on ao3, I read, kudos but I don’t comment, too shy to do that. I lurk some more on tumblr then I start liking, then reblogging and then summer 2021 I write something and put it on ao3 (it’s then I start to commet on fics because I understand what it means to get a comment now.) I post my fics on my blog.

A few more followers turn up which is exciting then I get tagged in a writing game and I’m off. My stuff, your stuff… Reblog reblog reblog, followers go up… Get braver start sending asks (anon) get braver and go off anon… make some friends sharing some more, more followers, more sharing more fun.

So I’m still a very small part of the fandom not a big blog in any way I think but now I’m spotty to my pocket pals, and people I’ll never meet think of me when they see dragons- and that makes me so happy. I have strangers I care about across the world and can make smile by sending a silly picture or an ask or just saying hi. It’s fun and I like it very much. The world is brighter because I ended up here and said hello to some of you and you said hello back. Thank you my lovelies.

My blog is now 60% 911, 20% sci-fi stuff and 10% randomness and the last little bit is the strange and peculiar musing of the spotty one herself . I have somehow gathered more followers than I ever expected and written nearly a million words of fanfic in 3 years.

How remarkable! How wonderful.

So here I am and I’d love to hear about your blogging journey if you want to share tag me in or just come say hi. Never be worried about coming to say hello to me, I adore it.

I know some people are on hiatus so no pressure but tagging you just in case (sorry if I missed you 😔)

@shortsighted-owl @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz @thekristen999 @steadfastsaturnsrings

@inell @shipperqueen6 @rogerzsteven @underwaterninja13 @bekkachaos

@hippolotamus @bi-buckrights @djdangerlove @fiona-fififi @giddyupbuck

@theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming @buffaluff @honestlydarkprincess @daffi-990 @diazsdimples

@the-likesofus @eddiebabygirldiaz @thewolvesof1998 @hoodie-buck @ronordmann

@bidisasterevankinard @wikiangela @weewootruck @rainbow-nerdss

@tizniz @actualalligator @loveyouanyway @bewilderedbuckley @caroandcats

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@stagefoureddiediaz @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @spaceprincessem @pirrusstuff

[tatsumessy]

Secrets- {Inumaki Toge}

Let’s make one thing clear, you have a twin! The only reason why it may not seem that way is because you have light grey colored eyes and he doesn’t thanks to your cursed technique. And you wore your hair long while Hiro, wore his hair short. He does not posses the same abilities you do so while you’re studying at Jujutsu Tech he’s at a regular school in Tokyo. Whenever you’d have free weekend you’d spend them in Tokyo with your him since you are a good ways away from home.

This lead to many of your arguments with Toge. Probably the most trusting thing would not be able to fully communicate with him whenever you’re trying to express your feeling. Especially with Toge, he gets so upset when he’s trying to tell you something and because you two mostly talk through text you never understand.

Sitting in the cafeteria you were eating with Maki and Panda when your phone started to ring suddenly, looking at the contact you jumped up not noticing your boyfriend coming up to you, you dashed out the room.

“Hello?” You answered with excitement, “I’m outside the gate.” Your brother spoke with a monotone voice and before you could even chirp out a reply you ran out of the corridor and towards the entrance gates seeing your brother standing there with his duffel bag strapped to his back. “HIRO!!” You shouted jumping into his arms, he’s used to this greeting every single time so he opens his arms wide for you quickly engulfing you in a tight hug.

“When you said you were coming I didn’t really believe you.” You said as he set you back down on the ground. “You always come to Tokyo so it was my turn to make trip.” You smiles at his admission and pulled him in for a hug. “I don’t mind making the trip Hiro.” You replied pulling away and slipping your hand into his. He followed you to your dorm room and you showed him around for the rest of the day.

You felt like one of those college tour guides because he asked so many questions any chance he got. Because you’d been distracted all day with your brother you never checked your phone to see if anyone texted you or not.

Silent boy💕: I tried to talk to you earlier

Silent boy💕: where have you been? You even missed training.

Silent boy💕: do you want to hang out in my room?

Silent boy💕: y/n?

The next few days came and they were filled with almost the same things, showing Hiro what you weren’t able to show him yesterday. He was starting to really like the school, it was like he wanted to join even though he wasn’t going to fit in. For obvious reasons.

The two of you walked into the cafeteria and made your way over to the sandwich line to pick out the ones you both wanted. Maki, Panda and Toge noticed you walk in but their attention wasn’t on you it was on the 6’4 male whose literally the complete opposite of you with piercings and tattoos standing right next to you.

“Woah! Who the hell is that? He almost looks scarier than Okkotsu!” Panda said with his mouth wide open, “Tuna.” Toge responded and Maki scoffed keeping her gaze focused on the two who have yet acknowledged their existence.

Setting your drinks down on a table you sat down using the napkin to wipe the area then throwing away returning back to your seat. The moment you sat down a small figure stood infront of you, Toge. You smiled opening your mouth to speak, “Hi! Toge.” “Mustard Leaf.” He said and you cocked your head to the side in confusion.

“TunaMayo.” He said pointing to his phone and as you went to unlock it Hiro placed the tray full of food next to you. You locked your phone and dropped it on the table completely ignoring Toge who was feeling blocked out by his own girlfriend.

What made it worse was the fact that your smile was bigger and brighter talking to this guy he didn’t know. “Toge! This is-” you stopped abruptly when you saw that he was gone. “Who was that?” Hiro asked taking a large bite out of his sandwich then blushing at how good it was.

“My boyfriend.” “He’s short.” You slapped his arm in disagreement, “That’s rude. No he isn’t. He’s average height.” You crossed your arms looking over at the table with Maki and Panda and a now empty spot that Toge sat in. “You know saying things like ‘average height’ is embarrassing right.” Standing up out of your seat you slapped him in the back of his head making him choke on the sandwich before walking over to your friends.

“Look who decided to speak.” Maki said in a jealous tone, “sorry, I would love to introduce you guys to my twin brother.” They both immediately stood up and followed you back over to the table where Hiro was still stuffing his face with his sandwich. “Stand up.” You said pinching his arm, he sprung up and bowed down. “My name is L/n Hiro! Twin of L/n Y/n. Age-” you covered his mouth while kissing your teeth together.

“You gonna give them your social security number too?” He rolled his eyes and shook each of their hands properly greeting them this time. “Where’s your boyfriend?” Hiro asked and you looked around the cafeteria knowing damn well he wasn’t in here but you had hope. “He left. He was upset about something, kept mumbling bonito flakes.” Maki stuck her finger in her ear seemingly uninterested in the conversation.

Panic started to rise and you were about to walk away to go find Toge but there was a large 6’4 reminder now chowing down on your sandwich you had failed to take a bite out of. “Maki, Panda have you trained at all today?” You asked clasping your hands together, they shook their heads no giving you the perfect excuse. “Great, train with Hiro.” Without waiting for a reply you left the room taking a beeline towards the dormitory.

You knocked on the door and waited a few minutes for him to answer but there was nothing. You knocked again this time a little harder and the door swung open, you were met with a glare you’d never seen before and to say you were nervous was an understatement. “Baby…” “bonito flakes.” He quickly cut you off ready to close the door but you stopped him with your head pushing against the door.

He pulled his phone out and started typing something, it took a whole minute before he pressed send on a message then looked up at you waiting for you to pull your phone out and read his text. “I left my phone in the cafeteria…” he sighed and lifted his phone to show you.

I’ve been doing some thinking and I think we should take a break… your heart dropped, snatching the phone out his hand you continued to read the message. I feel like you’ve been keeping things from me even though we’ve been dating for three years now. I don’t feel like we’re on the same page and honestly you don’t need to be in a relationship right now. I can’t keep playing the secrecy game with you and I’m tired, this whole week was just the cherry on top for me. I don’t want to be with you if your like this, you barely even acknowledged me this week….I’m sorry. I’ve never broken up with someone so I don’t know what exactly to say.

“Why? If you want to know who that guy is-” “bonito flakes.” He responded and slammed the door shut and you knew he was serious because you heard his door lock. The tears that you were holding back slid down your cheek staining your shirt with sadness. “I’m sorry.”

You quietly said walking away from his door and out of the dorm hall. You walked out onto the field seeing how the now pouring rain was soaking the area just like your shirt. Your attention was stolen when you saw Hiro running around seemingly looking for something, once his eyes locked on yours he ran over to you and immediately grabbed your shoulder to look at you. “You’re going to get sick, let’s go back to my room so you can clean y-yourself off.” You struggled to not make your voice stutter.

“I saw the text. You really have a bad habit of leaving your phone everywhere.” His joke failed to make you laugh, even worse smile. Your body flopped onto his chest and your tears started to over flow, you gripped his wet shirt so hard that your knuckles were white. “I l-love him so much…I lost him, he h-hates me,” you whined out crying harder into his already soaked shirt.

“Just tell him.” “I can’t.” Hiro placed his hand on your head and rubbed it trying to calm you down. It didn’t work, you cried for a whole twenty minutes until you passed out, and because he had no clue where your dorm was he sat on the ground outside with you asleep on his lap. Using his hand to cover your face from the rain he stared out watching the storm get stronger by the minute.

Another ten minutes passed and the door to the building next to him opened up and an unfamiliar face stepped out. It was Toge, he couldn’t recognize him at first because of the rain. “Can you help?” Hiro asked almost on the verge of tears, “Salmon.” Hiro follwed behind Inumaki into his room gently setting you down on the bed like he instructed. He sat with his legs crossed in front of the bed waiting for you to wake up, Inumaki handed Hiro a towel and was about to leave when Hiro spoke up.

“Y/n killed our parents.” “Mustard Leaf?” Toge asked, Hiros gaze never left your unconscious sleeping figure. “It happened when we were three, Y/n and Hiro aren’t even our real names... They were abusing us, me mostly especially because I had no cursed techniques. I can’t even see curses but Y/n could. They would beat the shit out of me daily and what made it worse was because I looked to girly. Long eyelashes, long hair, pretty eyes… that’s part of the reason we look so different now.”

Hiro lifted his finger up to his eyes and pulled out the contacts that were inhabiting his eyes for years. He turned towards Toge showing his the light grey eyes he’d been hiding. “Back then I was really timid and Y/n had horrible anger issues that no child should’ve had. One day she just snapped and used a kitchen knife to stab them to death, then used her technique to cover it up. I’ll never forget that gruesome fucking day…” He paused looking down at the ground and gripping his head in frustration.

“She hides a lot of shit because she was traumatized after that. But she got better when she met you, you made her happy. And that fake smile she was putting on wasn’t so distraught anymore. I’m not expecting you to take her back just understand why she did what she did.” The two of them sat in silence after Hiros confession waiting for you to wake up.

[daniigh0ul]

— #simblr gratitude day

dear simblr community,

hello! i'm going to be sappy. i just want to say that i really enjoy this corner of tumblr, and i look forward to reading everyone’s stories, seeing pretty screenshots, laughing at jokes only simmers would make, and the kindness i’ve seen extended from the people i follow and have had the pleasure of being mutuals with. and, modders, i didn’t forget you!! thank you for making this game better where it needs to be! this is a general post, because i want everyone to feel included today! consider yourself tagged, because you are. ❣️ (heart emoji)

to the storytellers: hi, there are so many stories on here that inspire me to be a better storyteller. whether it’s the people i’ve talked to about writing, plot, or character development, or lurking afar during a sleepless night while going through someone’s backlog, or seeing the cool and fun ways we use the video game(!) medium to tell stories, i appreciate every single one of you. whether the story is slice-of-life, fantasy, royalty, or something i haven’t discovered yet, i’m glad you’re telling your story/stories. and if i haven’t read your story yet, i will soon!!

to the funny simblrs: thank you for keeping this place alive with laughter. seriously the amount of times silly jokes have crossed my dashboard that made my day brighter are countless. whether we joke about the game’s numerous bugs and glitches, references to townies we love to hate (or hate to love), or things that are simblr specific, i appreciate you.

to the casual players:

y’all are stronger than me!! if you play vanilla, vanilla-lite, or modded and are happy to play through legacy and bachelor challenges, or share your sims for the sheer joy of sharing your sims, you are a pillar in this community! you keep this place collaborative and fun! please keep sharing your gameplay!

to the blender users (+ pretty picture people):

hi i adore your work. the use of lighting and composition and posing and all of the things you learned to make visuals for my eyes to feast upon? thank you!!! these are all things i’m still learning to do, so i really do love seeing it on my dash so i can take notes. keep posting them!!

to the modders: hi! thank you for making free recolors, free poses, free builds, free meshes, etc. made available to keep this hobby alive!! some of my favorite cc i have ever downloaded has been really niche cc—so if you’ve been doubting making that jester cc set or trash bag dress please do it. obviously, my examples are very silly but i’m being genuine!! i am a cc hoarding dragon and my collection is forever-growing, so continue making pretty things for my sims to wear, useful things to shove into lots, and poses to make my story-telling hobby a smidge easier thank you !!

okay, sappy time is over!! it’s impossible for me to know every single one of you, but to everyone i do know (or have chatted with, or am mutuals with, etc) you have been a fun and positive place for me to hang out online which is so rare in this age of the internet. keep doing that. and to anyone i don’t know yet, don’t be shy!! even if it’s not to me, the best way to become apart of this community is to engage in it—whether it’s sending an ask, replying to someone’s post, or joining a discord server! i promise you will have fun here!

<3 ok bye

[krenenbaker]

hi y'all! ♡

sorry for kind of, uh... disappearing the past few days. I'm doing alright, and I'm back! (and will be catching up on what I've missed come the morning - the dawn of a new year!)

I've been tagged in a number of these posts, and I wanted to also express my gratitude to everyone here who has made this past year - my most active year on Tumblr - so very pleasant.

2023 had a number of big life changes for me, as well as a few new wildly intense interests. there was, as my blog title suggests, both comfort and obsession. finding twst and the community here has opened me to so many other interests as well - the Ikémen games, Obey Me!, The Arcana, Black Butler, and a number of others. my interests in paleo- and marine biology have been reignited. and though my obsession with the Six Idiots' creations has slightly waned this year, I am so, so glad to still see so much lovely content about those works on my dash. and with BBC Ghosts airing the FINAL EPISODE this past year, too? it's so interesting to experience all these things on this semi-functional website

and I've met so many fantastic people in 2023, too. I've made some fantastic friends, whom I feel so fortunate to have met. you've made my days so much brighter since I've come to know you!! I hope to have many more laughs and more this coming year with you.

here, I want to thank all the people who have made this year a wonderful, wonderful time, in the various different fandoms and communities out here on Tumblr. I've tagged ALL my mutuals on this blog here - both the ones I consider moots and interact with frequently, and the ones where we simply follow each other, occasionally liking or reblogging posts. each of you make my Tumblr experience special, and I appreciate every one of you. I also deeply appreciate all my other followers, and those with whom I interact. you are all so lovely ♡

thank you for making 2023 a wonderful year. and I hope to see you throughout 2024 as well ♡ Happy, happy new year!!

@gardenghost5, @mission-report-1991, @acrosstheoldstream, @purpleandgreen13, @leftabit-leftabit, @fandomsmeantheworldtome, @love-rats, @mimiii-3, @spectral-rat, @totallymem3, @fluffle-bean, @dove-da-birb, @keii-starz, @sharkinablanket, @kami-kun1003, @azulashengrottospiano, @candied-boys, @inkybloom-luv, @ameleii, @eynnwwyjth, @red-viewe, @crheativity, @xxoomiii, @officialdaydreamer00, @ridorukunmajitennshi, @vivislosingitagain, @v-anrouge, @ithseem, @somany-fandoms-solittle-time, @twstfanblog, @rosehxnt, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @cheezy-moon, @whspermy-name, @xen-blank, @vordysgoingtotherapy, @thehollowwriter, @angelhairpastawithherbs, @jangletam, @haruhar-u, @saint-garden, @moonlitnyx, @hungry-eel, @the-banana-0verlord, @i-like-forgs, @kirans-wonderland, @citrusitonit, @vioisgoinginsane, @shirubiaowo, @underly-niche-joy

I love yas ♡

[mousegirlheart]

I like seeing your posts. You always make my dash a brighter place. *hug*

thank you. this means a lot to me right now. god im really bad at coping with people loudly disliking me, like what's been happening. they got so mad at me

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

I hope this doesn't come across as weird or anything but every time you show up on my dash it makes me so very happy, something about the way you carry yourself just exudes a soft, comfortable joy that really makes my day brighter, kinda similar to when you see strangers just existing and laughing about inside jokes you'll never really know the context of, still, the joy is there, hope u keep being u stranger :') <3<3<3

-a random follower

ANON THIS IS ONE OF THE SWEETEST MESSAGES I HAVE EVER GOTTEN?? HELLO?? MY HEART.

This doesn’t come across as weird at all oh my goodness 🥺 This… like. This really genuinely is one of the darned sweetest & kindest messages I’ve ever gotten. Thank you so so much I can’t!! I’m smiling at the screen right now :’D

I want to print out this ask and tuck it away into a safe little box where I can open it & read it & smile at it whenever I want to. Just… AAAAAAA!!! ANON!!! YOU ARE SO KIND!!! This is such a thoughtful & Kind message and it means the world to me. I really genuinely want to print this out.

Thank you so, so much for sending me this :’)) <333333 I’m afraid that words cannot express how touched I am right now, but please know that I will be Thinking about this ask for quite a while. I hope you have such a wonderful day/night <3

[violettduchess]

A/N: Silvio won the first poll for my and @aquagirl1978's Summer Days Sultry Nights CCC 💜

The winning prompt was "Garden Party"

Fluff

WC: ~1k

Everything must be in its place. It absolutely must be perfect and it is up to you to do your duty as host, making a final pass through the small, side garden of the palace you have chosen for your party,  ensuring everything is up to your very exacting standards. The bushes have been decorated with paper flower garlands that you painstakingly spent hours folding last night and earlier this morning. Tiny little bursts of blue and white color that liven up the deep green foliage, bringing a welcome burst of his favorite colors to the setting. Perfect, you think as you nod to yourself and then head toward the table.

Your heart swells with pride and a sense of self-satisfaction. You chose everything yourself: from the sky-blue tablecloth shot through with silver thread that sparkles in the sunlight, to the white dishes with their delicate pink seashell decorations around the rim. You even chose real seashells from your beloved collection and scattered them artfully across the table. A stroke of genius, if you do say so yourself.

Now one more slow, discerning walk around to double check the place cards is necessary. The guests you invited are a lively bunch. They would have to be in order to keep Silvio Ricci entertained. However they don’t always get along with one another. Lady Crabb must be seated quite far away from Signore Orso and neither of them can stand the chatty ballerina, Mademoiselle Cheveux Roses. Really, it was quite the headache finding them all suitable seating.

But you managed and best of all, you took the time to decorate his chair at the end of the table. Blue and silver ribbons are tied around the legs and along the top rail, making sure everyone knows that this is the seat for the Prince of Benitoite, your guest of honor who has been away for days on royal business.

A voice calls your name and you turn to see Carlo approaching, nodding his dark head of curls in greeting. 

“You wished to be informed when the cakes were done.”

The cakes!

“Thank you Carlo!” 

And you are gone, dashing up the garden path and bursting into the kitchen where the cook and several other kitchen staff are carefully lining up the bite-sized raspberry-lemon cakes you had helped bake earlier onto a silver tray. Your smile is brighter than the delicate lemon curl decorations on each one. The cook is nestling a ripe raspberry amid each yellow ribbon and sneaks you one before stepping back, smiling warmly.

“Are they to your liking, Signorina?”

You nod excitedly. “They’re perfect!” Carlo reaches over and lifts the heavy tray, carrying it back out to the garden while you follow slowly, each step very careful as you are carrying two small pitchers, one with coffee and one with tea. Knowing him, he’ll probably prefer coffee but you want to have both ready, just in case.

A small trilling sound comes from Carlo’s gray vest and he reaches inside, pulling out his silver pocket watch.

“Four o’clock.” 

You beam at him, excitement coursing through you like bubbles in a glass. Quickly you smooth down your dress, making sure there are no wrinkles in the soft, ocean-blue silk. Four o’clock. He said he would be back then, done with his travels and able to return home. Now you hear the faint chiming of the church bells, marking the hour with four resounding chimes in a row that reach you over the palace walls.

The sound fades into silence and you frown slightly as you glance at Carlo who offers you a reassuring smile. 

He said he would be here……

And then you hear the creak of the garden gate and like a dream, Silvio is there, striding across the path as quickly as his long legs will take him. You light up like a firecracker set to burst as soon as you spot him. A cannonball unleashed, you take off towards him.

“Papa!!”

Silvio kneels down, opening his arms to catch you, nearly falling backwards at the force of your hug. He scoops you up into his arms, lifting you high off the ground and hugs you back just as tightly.

“Piccola,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your cheek. He smells like the sea, fresh and salty and you hug him once more, just because you can, before wiggling for him to put you down.

You slide your hand into his, your fingers curling tightly as you pull him towards the table. “Come, Papa. I’ve arranged a whole party to welcome you back from your business. Mama will be here too as soon as she is done feeding the baby.”

Carlo follows you both, a puzzled expression on his face. He speaks quietly, only for Silvio's ears. “The meeting ended early enough for you to be here on time?” The merchants Silvio had gone to speak with on a tiny, nearby island were notorious for being long-winded. The prince lowers himself onto his beautifully decorated seat, shrugging one shoulder.

“I told them I had an appointment with an extremely important royal that I had to keep.” He turns his gaze to you and you’re beaming. 

"Guarda qui papà, I've placed you close to me and Signore Orso. Do you see the gold bracelet around his paw? It looks like yours! Mama gave me one of her older necklace chains and I wound it around until it fit!”

Carlo slowly steps away from the garden party planned by the young princess for her father, watching with a soft smile as Silvio listens to her chattering on, nodding intently at everything she tells him. To think this is the same man who would snarl and bark his way through this very palace like an animal, hiding any tender part of himself behind sharp words and gnashing teeth.

And then he fell in love with an extraordinary woman who took his heart into her capable hands, cradling it and protecting it.

And then you, little princess, were born and he fell even further into a love as wide and deep and endless as the ocean. 

Which leads to this moment, right now, as Silvio Ricci, practically glowing under the light of the summer sun, strokes his daughter’s pale hair with a tender hand and smiles, openly, warmly, murmuring his gratitude as she pours him a cup of lukewarm coffee. 

Tagging: @alixennial @alexxavicry @queengiuliettafirstlady @rhodolitesrose @ikemen-writer @bellerose-arcana @thewitchofbooks @aria-chikage @redheadkittys @tele86 @dear-mrs-otome @firestar-otomeobsessed @curious-skybunny @rhodoliteschaos @kpop-and-otome @writingwhimsey @mxrmaid-poet @silver-dahlia @wendolrea @otomefoxystar @nightfoxqueen @myonlyjknight @queen-dahlia @aceuuuuu @scorchieart @bubblexly

[rat-detector]

Love that I’ve gotten to the point where people will just reblog or like anything. I can detect a rat and people will go wild, I can detect no rats in a random meme and boom more people going wild. Hell I even put a Star Wars ship of two men kissing on peoples dash and there was still some interaction there. You all are great. I can hit you all with metal pipes and for some reason that got over 70 notes. Over 70 people were hit by a pipe and decided “yeah I’ll interact”. I love each and every one of you. And because of that I’m gonna warn you not to look at the second and third tag on this post. Expect more weird stuff in the future. Rat related or otherwise. And thank you all for making my days brighter just by being here and enjoying my blog. It means a lot and some days it really does keep me going. I can only hope I can give you all a fraction of the love and appreciation you all have given me.

But first! I want to test something. I want honesty. Nothing on this list will go away even if it gets a 0% but it will affect what I reblog or post as I do want to see what you all like.

Once again. No matter what, none of this is going away, I’m just curious about what you all would like to see from me.

[actuallysaiyan]

Part 2 of the Shout outs from me! I hope I don't miss anyone and if I do, please know it's because my brain is no good and I want to celebrate everyone but I am soooo poor at remembering people's names. If we've EVER interacted, talked, or you even liked one of my things, just know that I ADORE YOU!!!

Once more, in no particular order

@seireiteihellbutterfly What can I say??? Thank you for being such a wonderful friend and reaching out to me when I was so damn lonely a few months ago. You are so ridiculously talented and I love you!! Thank you for being a confidante and a very wonderful friend!

@carnal-lnstinct who might be one of the best Dragon Ball writers in this damn place. I will never be able to thank you for all the inspiration, especially when it comes to I Think You're Holding The Heart Of Mine. Without the initial Work!Husband!Nanami thirst you sent in, I don't think that fic would have ever been conceived.

@sparklynightm4re thank you for being a genuine friend and a genuine sweetheart! Your comments and requests and messages really help me get through the tough times! You are a gem!

@badsweetangel thank you for being a great friend and always popping up in my life whenever I need a reminder that there are still such awesome people out there!

@gloryhole93 for being so supportive with my Junji Ito x JJK fic and just being so amazing!! Thank you for messaging me about it and encouraging me to continue even if all I had was one little thing posted about it! Thanks for the awesome art you drew too!

@hirothemetrosexo I truly appreciate you and I know we don't always talk, but I couldn't have gone this far without your sweet words and your friendship!

@ricflairdrip20 Thank you for being such a good friend to me for so long and helping me see the hotness within those Sand Village men <<_<< Though most of them may be evil, they are so damn sexy!

@sacredwarrior88 who's always looking out for me and always trying to uplift me. Thank you for the awesome requests and awesome messages. I am truly thankful for you <3

@reallymellowtrash thank you for being a good friend and always sending in the CRAZIEST(I mean this in the best way possible) thirsts! You make me think up things I never would have imagined before. Vegeta and Kento in one thirst??? Oh my how I never thought of the possibility!!

@starsinmylatte thank you for being a sweet friend and a fellow horror lover. I'm glad I interacted with you and we got to talking and got to know each other better! You are seriously talented my friend!!!

@delirious-donna <333 You are so talented and so precious and very sweet! Your posts and writing make my day so much brighter and I just love seeing you on my dash whenever you're there! Thank you for being so awesome!

Going to end this shout out post here! More to come!!! This I promise! Many more people to shout out!!!!

[nerdieforpedro]

Part Eight of "The Lake Between Us"

Binary Stars

Ezra AU x Seraphina (Plus size OFC)

This blog is for readers 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 1264

Warnings: Domestic fluff (98% bruh) and implied public sex (a dash because we simmer here like Ezra's gumbo)

Summary: The end or a new beginning? That's for Ezra and Seraphina to decide.

Notes: Thank you to everyone who has kept with me and supported this series. 🥰 I'm kinda sad to end their journey but I enjoyed the pacing and that they're two mature adults navagating a relationship. Let me know what you thought of the series overall. ❤️

Main Masterlist/ Ezra Masterlist/ The Lake Between Us Series

The subsequent six months led to a few changes. 

Most nights now ended at Ezra’s home, as he often had food in addition to himself waiting for Seraphina. She felt welcome and safe in his home. It slowly changed to reflect a few brighter colors, though she did stick to his theme of green. Mainly dark greens, reminiscent of forests and secluded places one might see while skating across the water atop his airboat. 

Sera had talked him into giving her a private tour a month after their initial dinner with Cee and Zora. She’d worn a soft pink sleeveless dress to match the sunset displayed over the water’s surface. Listening to him go over the history of the unique creatures and flora that inhabit the bayou and its depths made her smile. There may have been a good bit of celebrating on the airboat. Sera indulged Ezra’s request of her calling him captain at different volumes during their heated jubilations. Once back ashore, they had dinner on the dock overlooking the twilight, the sky seemingly settling in for the evening. The small round table had a chair on each side as they ate dinner. Afterward, there were two large wooden chairs that Seraphina assumes Ezra set up closer to the edge of the dock facing the water. While they shared a bottle of rum, Ezra asked her if she ever wanted to leave. The question begged a curious look from Sera.

“Leave and go where Ezra? Are you talking of moving somewhere? I’m not sure if you’ll be able to have such a job that favors your gift of gab. My options are fairly open. What state are you considering?”

A small chuckle at her answer, he kissed her cheek and took her hand in his, interlacing their fingers.

“You appear to imply that you would be coming with me, Moonbeam. For that I am eternally grateful. I pose a different question then. Will you stay with me and not leave my bed?”

A grin creeps over Seraphina’s face, lifting her hand, she kisses the back of Ezra’s tasting the salty tang of his sweat once more. A sigh leaves her as she recalls events not too long ago in which she saw the yellows, pinks and oranges weave themselves along his chest, arms, back and face. “Is it limited to the bed, or can I actually step foot in the house? I’m fine with you carrying me but there’s going to be a few logistical issues with this.” She has his hand rest against the left side of her chest as her eyes roll from their hands, along his arm toward his face. Ezra has the same look he normally does at Seraphina: like she’s delicate, dear and meant to be adored. “I believe you were asking me to live with you my dear captain.”

It was Ezra’s turn to smirk for he was aware the effect her calling him his title had on him. He turned his body toward hers, “Would you give this old scoundrel of a captain the privilege of knowing you’ll make a home with him? Knowing that he’ll keep all your appetites fed?”

Seraphina nodded and swiftly made contact with Ezra’s lips, holding for a moment before placing her forehead against his, “Even if I were to enter from the rear my dear captain, my presence would be known no matter my status. I don’t mind if you feel the need to hide me, as long as I am allowed in. Correct?” She’d quoted back to him what’d told her when they agreed to their first date along this very dock, many months ago. Moonbean sits back in her chair and Ezra keeps his eyes focused on hers. The captain sees a playful mischief in her eyes, the same ones that regard him with constant warmth that give him comfort along with her reassuring touches. The quote has his free hand land on her knee and draw small circles around the bone. 

“There will be no hiding you Sera. Everyone in my life who’s important already knows about you. You can enter the house any way you choose.” They share another laugh before looking back at the night sky. The moonlight glowed without clouds blocking it across the water’s surface. 

It took two months to combine their homes, sorting through possessions and marking more room for each other. Once that was complete, there was the question of what to do with Seraphina’s home. 

By this time, Cee graduated with honors with her degree in business administration and Zora had hers in English with a minor in history. They asked if they could use Seraphina’s home to open a restaurant. Sera was fine with it, Ezra negotiated terms with Cee in a dinner table discussion that took two hours, three sheets of paper and five napkins to come to an agreement. Zora and Sera napped on the couch during the latter part of the exchange. Once the guardian and charge agreed, they looked to their partners with mild annoyance that they’d found them boring enough to doze off. 

The house was being modified into a restaurant but keeping most of its original structure intact. Despite the small spats Ezra and Cee would have, when it was time to create a menu, he’s written out most of his recipes with measurements. They also accounted for some allergies and vegan preferences. “To get you and Zora started Birdie.” With a hug and a kiss to her cheek, Ezra handed over the handwritten notebook and both women thanked him. They set to practicing the recipes.

A month ago, after finishing and afternoon tour, Ezra found a gray fuzzy dog hiding under one of the seats on his airboat. He was curious how it got there and even more so about the owner. Asking around at the dock yielded no answers, even after having the manager look after the dog for a few days. Seraphina suggested that maybe they could take the dog in, it wasn’t a puppy and so far according to the owner was potty trained. Flyers could stay up about the dog in the meantime. Ezra said he wasn’t sure, but then also wouldn’t put the dog down until he was in the house. They went shopping for different supplies and took it to the vet to get a clean bill of health. The dog, identified as a goldendoodle which Ezra found to be a ridiculous breed name to him, was named Pluto because the dog was a smaller size. 

Late nights into the early mornings were rare for Seraphina and Ezra outside of their home. Tonight, they were sitting on Ezra’s back porch, little Pluto warming their feet with a bottle of Jack Daniels. Seraphina wore the white nightgown that she first saw Ezra in, and he was shirtless in a loose pair of sleep shorts. Her head rested between his shoulder and his neck with his arm around her as the held hands. A single cloud graced the sky tonight and floated on by reflected on the lake’s surface. Neither of them thought that the other would end up across the lake quite like this - in each other's arms. 

There were few stars visible in the obsidian above them, save for small ones side by side.

Binary stars that had formed their own small circle relying on one another for support and to function. Together because one didn’t make sense without the other. Bound together by a profound sense of need with love filling them both. 

Merging the Star Clusters

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