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monicahar · 22 days

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“my wife.”

how they address you. why does it make your heart skip a beat each time?

characters; neuvillette, wriothesley

—female pronouns obvi, aaaa this is so random😭 fluff, tad bit of crack, has suggestive themes/dirty jokes cause that's my humor in general, just tryna get into writing again heehaa don't mind me ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ

NEUVILETTE always accompanies the term with unmatched affection. it rolls off his tongue perfectly like a match made in heaven, coupled with the serene image of you instantaneously appearing in his mind before he even thinks of the uttering the endearing term. he still finds it surreal that you are both even lawfully married, yet the way he calls you his wife is already on instinct. is it too presumptuous of him?

well, in the end, he can't find any means to worry about it when you seem to equally adore the nickname.

“ooohh, say it again, say it again!”

he can't tell whether he married a child or not, but he still obliges your request and calls you his wife affectionately once more.

meanwhile, furina nearly gags everytime she hears him say it so softly—like using any other tone when referring to you would land him in the hands of the fortress of meropide. sure—she might've been the one who set up both of you—but the drama and thrill akin to watching a romance film has delightfully ended, and she can only meddle so much in marital matters. the iudex just might actually have her head in a platter if she were to do anything mischievous at that point.

but while a happy neuvillette is running around announcing 'my wife' this and 'my wife' that, you are currently stuck on what to call him in return, sadly enough.

“at this point, i think i'm just going to call you daddy.”

it was unfortunate with the way he choked on some of the water he was drinking—well, thank goodness he didn't spill much as before. for this wasn't the first time you said something unprompted while he was in peace with his water—he can only internally sigh.

“and what exactly has influenced you to arrive at such a conclusion, my wife?” he does not miss the tiny shudder of your body that followed the endearment. your face burns a tad bit at that, and he softly chuckles.

“your effect on me is no joke, you know?” you pout at his amused smile, “the way you refer to me so sweetly makes me want to call you my dearest husband everytime.”

“i don't recall voicing any complaints. is something else holding you back from doing so?”

you nod solemnly in agreement at that, which prompts him to raise a brow in mild curiousity.

“thing is, i really like calling you by your first name. same with monsieur neuvilette. there's something mildly erotic within it—you get what i mean, hehehe...” he only stares at you, clearly unimpressed, and a bit concerned at the implication. you clear your throat, apologizing under your breath.

“still—it's such a devastating predicament to be unable to choose between the three.” you sigh defeatedly, moving to slump your entire weight on his lap. you mutter, “my dearest husband monsieur neuvillette...mmm, no, that's too long.”

chuckling at your dramatic antics, he plants a soothing hand on your waist, the other fixing your wrinkled clothing as you practically melt against his hold. “and you thought settling on daddy was the appropriate option?”

“i'm not hearing any objections.” you jest, feeling cheeky.

“please refrain from calling me such a thing in the eyes of the public atleast.”

“...huh? you're actually allowing it??”

WRIOTHESLEY on the other hand, says it as if he's flaunting. it leaves his lips like a taunt each time, indirectly telling the other party 'i have a hot wife and you dont' even though most of the time the people he mentions you to don't even know what you actually look like. it's silly, childish even, but you still love it nonetheless.

sigewinne and the other inmates have collectively told you that ever since you got married, he has never uttered your actual name to anyone else. some find it weird, some find it somehow disrespectful, and some are now convinced he's crazily obsessed with you, and now he's showing it off every chance he gets, much to everyone's dismay.

it's arrived to the point where a small percentage of people have actually forgotten about your name, and now refer to you as the duke's wife, or even duchess, to which you made a face at. that's kind of pushing it by then.

anywho, in the end, it's funny and endearing, maybe even makes you a bit giddy, but there is no way you're telling him that. the situation might escalate even more if possible.

“you know, my wife is very mean to me today.”

as a pair of strong yet gentle arms wrap around your waist, you resist the growing smile on your face, deciding to mess with your husband for a bit.

“is that so?” you continue your chores without a care in the world. he huffs.

“mhm. she won't look me in the eye the whole day, even though she seemed sooo happy last night.” face instantly burning, you hiss as you slap his arm in a fit of embarrassment, pulling a hearty chuckle from the man behind you.

“—and now she's hitting me as well. i can't believe this.” you both know very well he was not fazed in the slightest bit.

“if her husband wasn't such a pervert then maybe—”

his facade cracks as he forces out an awkward laugh, “hey now, baby, you know i'm nothing like that.”

“wriothesley.”

he clears his throat awkwardly, “okay, maybe a little. it's exclusive for you though! my wife doesn't have to be so mean about it, you're making me reallyyy sad here, y'know?”

there it is again, you think. that nickname. that damned word that makes you want to turn around and smash your lips against his and—wait, hold yourself together! don't forget the reason you're being cold to him!

“you deserve to feel remorse. i've been struggling to even move the whole day because of you.”

you go rigid.

you didn't mean for that to come out so bitter...oh no.

“oh. so that's what this is about.” you don't even have to turn around to know that there's a smug look on his stupidly handsome face, his grip on your waist turning into soothing circles as he presses a kiss to your neck.

“if my wife wanted a massage, she could've just said so.” it's husky when it leaves his mouth, leaving you to shiver with the chills he enunciates.

flustered, you completely disregard the way your knees buckle at the endearment laced with that low voice of his, hitting his arm once more, earning a tiny 'ouch' from him.

“pervert. i want rest, not another round!”

“heh, i didn't say anything about another round, my perverted wife.”

“you—” you are abrupt cut off as you yelp in surprise when your feet are raised off the ground, your face now much closer to your husband's as he carries you gently in his arms.

“shhh, just let me take you to bed. if my wife was feeling terrible the whole day, she should've just told me in the first place so she could stay in, don't you think?”

he's right, but you're still angry. “shut up.”

“just letting you know i'm not completely at fault, wife.” you attempt to ignore the furious beating of your heart, face burning at his smug expression. “i'm not the only one who wanted it.”

hsr version...? if i feel like it...🤔🤔

#har❗#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact imagines #neuvillette x reader #wriothesely x reader #genshin drabbles #genshin x you #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons

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allysunny · 8 months

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Hello. Can I request a fic with Nanami and the reader? The reader has a toxic family and asks Nanami to be her fake boyfriend at the family meeting. If possible, it could be comforting.

Faking it for the Family | Nanami Kento x Reader

Words: 5.5k

Warnings: Toxic family, mentions of weight (as in, berating and telling someone to watch what they eat), very rude comments from Reader's family, maybe some OOC Nanami? I don't know, you tell me! And please do warn if I forgot something :)

A/N: Aaaa my first Nanami request! I'm so excited about this! I love this man with my whole heart, he's my biggest anime crush of all time! Now, I do warn you, it's been a while since I've touched jjk (it was a traumatic experience, shibuya is my canon event), so if you think Nanami is OOC, then that might be why. But I can also see him being vocal when it comes to someone he cares about, protecting them and expressing his feelings - or at least trying to.

I hope I did your request justice! I'll be honest, I'm very fortunate to come from a very healthy and loving family, and don't quite know the dynamics a toxic one would have. Nevertheless, I did some research, and I hope you're happy with the final result! I also stayed up until like, 2am because I wanted to post this one before I went on a small vacation and stopped writing for a few days! Totally worth it!

“Your what?”

“My boyfriend.” You repeated firmly.

Scratch that, you were scared shitless.

A few days ago, your mother had called you, asking (more like demanding you) to come see her. According to her, only “bad, ungrateful children” abandoned their parents. According to her, you were turning into a “bad, ungrateful child”.

“You don’t call, you don’t visit. It’s like we never did anything for you, is that how you treat the people who brought you up?” She nearly cried into the phone. Victim-blaming was along your mother’s strongest talents, it always had been.

She’d also reminded you that it would be a shame if you showed up single. She gushed about your cousins, how lovely their wives and husbands were, and how you clearly weren’t working hard enough to find a man.

“It’s not like you have much to offer, dear. The least you could do is prove yourself to be useful, make sure you find a nice man and snatch him up. Perhaps if you learned how to cook properly instead of pursuing that silly passion for books… And you need to start putting some effort into your appearance! No man wants a dishevelled woman – look at how well your cousins are doing!” Then, dismissing her whole behaviour, she’d go, “You know I’m only saying this because I care about you, right? It’s for your own good.”

It made you shudder just from thinking of it.

You’d nearly glared a hole into your phone that night, considering cancelling.

You ran all options through your head.

If you pretended you were sick, your mother would just assume you couldn’t take care of yourself and visit you to do that herself.

Hard pass.

If you said you had plans, your father would tell you to prioritize the family who had sacrificed so much to give you a good life, and to stop being so selfish.

Hell no.

No option seemed good enough.

In the end, your parents would always find a way to make you feel inferior and blame you for not being able to attend. You wouldn’t hear the end of it for at least a few months.

That’s not something you wanted for yourself.

You considered your mother’s words.

Going alone seemed like a nightmare alright. But perhaps if you found someone to attend with you…

There was no significant other in your life (the nail in your coffin, just another reason for your parents to berate you, and you it’s not like you could fall in love with someone in a span of 4 days just to introduce them to the family.

And then, an e-mail from a coworker gave you a brilliant idea.

Nanami Kento was one of your coworkers.

You weren’t the closest offriends, but still – friends.

You two went out for drinks after work every so often, sometimes ordering a box of pizza to share while working overtime at the office. God knew how much you hated it, being forced to work longer than expected, but Nanami shared the same sentiment, and it made work more bearable for you.

You didn’t talk much outside of work – Nanami was a private, reserved man, and you never did have the courage to seek him out. So you settled for a few jokes at the office here and there, the occasional smile, and bringing him bread and pastries sometimes. Nanami was quite the foodie. Outside office hours, maybe a “Have a nice weekend”, or if you were feeling brave enough, a meme – it took him a while to get them, but it was amusing to get his reaction through text.

He was smart, kind to a fault, and handsome. Very much so. You knew he was single, and to be fair, you had no idea why. With those lovely, warm chocolate brown eyes and golden hair, he could get any woman he wanted. And God, his physique… You had once tripped and held onto his arm – the man was made of rock. He was a total catch, and you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t fantasized about your little overtime endeavours to end up with a goodnight kiss, or perhaps something more. In fact, you’d developed a little crush on him, sneaking away during lunch breaks to try and talk to him, catch up, or just know how he’s doing.

That’s why he was perfect.

Your parents would be appeased, and the family gathering would be much more bearable.

“It’ll just be for a night,” You continued, trying not to sound very desperate. You weren’t sure where you stood with him – were you two close enough to ask such a favour? “We don’t have to do anything physical – just maybe hold hands so they can get off my back. I’ll be forever in your debt, please. I need your help.”

Nanami looked at you curiously. You could see his eyes clearly – Nanami had foregone his glasses during lunch break. What was he thinking? Perhaps he was reconsidering his whole friendship / acquaintanceship. Maybe he was simply coming up with a way of politely declining. Nanami had always been to kind to trifle with you or mock you, God, you’re so stupid, why would he go out of his way to help someone he’s not that close with? It was idiotic to ask.

“Never mind that.” You mumbled, quickly shaking your hand, and dismissing the idea. “I’m sorry, I know it’s a weird request and we don’t know each other that well, and – “

“Sure.”

Your eyes must’ve turned as wide as saucers. Sure?

“If it would help you out and ease your mind, I don’t mind it at all.” He replies, the soft lull of his hypnotising voice making your heart skip just a bit. “I do know what it feels like to be surrounded by people you’re not fond of.”

You suppose he’s right. Every year when the company dinner takes place, you find yourself sitting in a corner, hidden from everyone else. It’s the one time of year where you two can actually talk and consider each other more than simply two coworkers. Maybe even relatively good friends.

You beam at him, bowing profusely. There were no words to describe what you felt – this man was willing to be your fake boyfriend for a whole evening?

“Thank you so much! This means so much to me, you can’t even imagine it!”

Nanami simply nods.

“Shall I pick you up at seven?”

Most often, people stared at themselves in the mirror to check their appearance, try on clothes, maybe give them an ego boost. You? You were practicing facial features.

A hard smile for when your mother told you to “Eat less – you’re gaining weight.”

A polite nod for when one father eventually said “You need to give up those silly hobbies of yours – become a real woman, a good wife.”

A dry chuckle for when one of your many cousins gushed about the wonders of marriage, and how amazing it is they got married so young, to fully explore all romantic bliss and life alongside your soulmate – or something. You never made it twenty seconds without appearing bored of your mind and making your way to an empty chair away from others.

You just hoped they’d leave you alone for tonight, or at least stop with the comments. You wouldn’t be able to handle being humiliated in front of Nanami, of all people.

Speaking of, it’s nearly seven, so you grab your purse and make your way downstairs. Your outfit is nothing bland, just like how your parents would like it. A simply yellow jumper and denim jeans – God forbid you wore a skirt too short, or a shirt too flashy in front of your family. You’d be sure to burn at the stake for that one. This outfit was simple and modest and was sure to keep them quiet for a few minutes.

A little ring from your phone broke your line of thinking.

From: Nanami Kento

I’m outside.

You quickly spotted him in his car, and your jaw hung.

He swiftly exited the vehicle, walking towards the passenger’s side and opening the door wide for you.

You don’t know what to say.

So, he does it for you.

“Good evening.” He’s looking extra dashing, with a dark blue polo shirt that hugs his figure ever-so-perfectly, and slacks. His hair is parted as usual, but it seems much more casual, less uptight, less professional. He’s once more refused to wear his glasses, so you can see his beautiful face up close.

His strong jawline, the strong planes of his face, the thin eyebrows that never did much to conceal his eyes – he looked straight out of a fairytale. The fact that he looked so relaxed, out of his business attire and clad in casual clothes, made this vision much more alluring.

“Hey,” You answered, giving him a soft smile. “You didn’t have to do this; I could open the door by myself.”

“Nonsense.” Nanami shook his head, gesturing to the inside of the car. “Shall we go?”

As soon as you buckled your seatbelt, he left the driveway. You’d sent him the coordinates before, so there was no getting lost as long as you followed the GPS.

There was a small awkward silence between the both of you – it was only normal. You and Nanami didn’t hang out that much after office hours, so it shouldn’t come as a surprise that you would have no topics to discuss.

“So…” You started wearily. Might as well warn him about your family. There was no way you were letting this man meet them without being prepared. “I should warn you in advance – my family is…. Well, they’re not conventional.”

“Hm? How so?” He questioned you, quirking an eyebrow yet never taking his eyes off the road.

“They… They might make some rude comments. Or say things that make you uncomfortable. I know I told you about it the other day when I asked for this favour, but I just want to reiterate it. They’re… Well, they’re hard to deal with.” You finished. There was no other way to describe your family.

Growing up, they’d been all but supportive. Berating you left and right, making you believe you were as worthless as the trash on the street. Nothing you did ever amounted to anything. Your grades were never enough. Your passions were always overlooked – the books you read “filled your head with crazy fantasies”, the music you listened to “polluted your mind”.

If you left the house with no makeup on, your mother would assume you weren’t trying hard enough. Would say you looked sloppy and dirty, and that it was shameful to see you not even attempt to pull yourself together. And when you did leave the house looking pretty and proud of yourself, your parents would break down your confidence once more, assuring you that you’re clearly trying too hard, and that men don’t want woman who paint their faces as if they were clowns and dressed in skirts so short, they barely earned the name.

Your achievements didn’t matter. Not when your cousins earned scholarship after scholarship, brought home successful, handsome men or women, assuring the family they were well off and didn’t need to worry about much.

To your family, all it mattered was your image. To them, you were the black sheep of the family. No partner, no children, no high paying job, no success. Considering their mentality, how they still associated themselves with you was a puzzle.

Not even once did they stop to consider your feelings.

Moving out had been the best thing that happened to you.

Sure, it was hard at first.

You spent too long in front of the mirror, wondering if you looked good enough. While conversing with others, it was difficult to open up about your passions and hobbies, for fear of being shut down and dismissed.

But slowly, you’d regained control of your life. You went out when you wanted, with who you wanted. You wore the clothes you liked, without worrying about your parents’ hurtful remarks.

Nowadays when you looked in the mirror, you saw a proud young woman, as opposed to the scared little girl you saw in your early years.

Which made returning to them ever so difficult. They managed to turn you back into that frightened little girl you once were, always so afraid of saying the wrong thing, of doing the wrong thing and making them look bad. They managed to destroy all of the confidence and self-love you’d built for yourself all these years.

“I’m sorry.”

It was Nanami’s voice that brought you back to reality.

“Huh?”

“I’m sorry. Clearly, a family that treats you that way does not deserve you.” He said, matter-of-factly. Like it was the easiest thing in the world, to admit the family that spent years breaking you simply wasn’t worth your time and thoughts.

“Yeah, well.” You mumbled, looking out of the window. What could you say? In theory, you knew he was right. He had to. Other friends who knew about your past told you as much. But it was a completely different story to put that into practice.

For the rest of the ride, a silence fell upon the both of you. None attempted to break it.

“Remember our story, right?” You questioned the man next to him. He stood right next to you, tall as a tower and just as unmoving. You could never guess what was going on in that beautiful head of his.

Nanami nodded silently, turning to you.

“Are you sure you want to do this? We can make up an excuse and leave, if you want to.” He said, and for a while, you considered it. It’d be nice to ditch on your family and spend some time with your coworker. But once again, you knew how this movie ended.

Sighing, you shook your head and gave him a weak smile.

“It’s okay. It’s just for one night.”

He nodded once again.

You took a deep breath and stepped forward, ringing the doorbell.

Almost immediately, the door opened, making way for a woman none other than your mother.

She looked so… so… perfect. Annoyingly so. It made your blood boil. It reminded you of how, in her eyes, you were most definitely not perfect.

Nanami glanced at the woman in front of you. She looked like a perfect copy of you. Or rather, you were a perfect copy of her. But there was a clear difference between the two: While she looked uptight, abnormally prim, and proper, way too polished, you looked, well, natural. This woman looked like her only job was to look good, while you were an effortless beauty. He can only imagine what kind of things a woman like this could’ve told you all your life to make you so nervous back in the car.

“Honey!” She chirps in a voice he can only describe as fake. “Oh, how I’ve missed you!” She pulls you win for a hug, mumbling and muttering about how long it had been since you’d last seen her, how unkind of you that was, how you had no consideration for your family. Ouch.

“Hi mom,” Was your hushed answer as you tried your best to hug her back. And then just as quickly, tried to get away from her bone-crushing embrace. “Y-You can let go now.”

And she did, staring right at Nanami.

“Oh.” She very obviously stared at him up and down. There was no subtlety to the way she ogled him, and you felt some strong second-hand embarrassment from her actions. “And who might this fine young man be? Did you finally step up and get yourself a nice man?”

You sighed. This was going to be a very, very long night.

Nanami stepped forward, placing a warm hand on the small of your back, a hand that slowly brought you closer to him.

“Good evening, Mrs.” He said politely, offering his hand for the woman to shake. She did so gladly, showing him a perfect smiled. A perfectly forced smile. “It’s lovely to meet you.”

“Mom, this is Nanami Kento. He’s… He’s my boyfriend!” The words felt nice in your mouth, natural. It’s like he was meant to be your boyfriend. Boyfriend. That’s nice.

“Boyfriend! Oh! It’s so nice to meet you!” The woman exclaimed, pulling him inside. “Come in, come in! Of course, you’d be late – We were all waiting for you!”

When you told Nanami your family was harsh, he was picturing something very different. Maybe some unwanted jokes here and there. A comment about your major, a joke about your driving, maybe even some embarrassing childhood stories.

He wasn’t expecting this.

“It is such a surprise that our dearest [Y/N] has finally brought someone home!” Your mother announced, sending her daughter what Nanami thought was a rather sheepish smile. “I mean, at some point we thought we would be the family’s spinster, ha!” And then she sent you the most condescending smile, one that made you want to crawl into a hole and cry. Not even after discovering you have a boyfriend (well, a fake one, but she doesn’t need to know), your mother could be supportive.

“Well, I’ve always been full of surprises,” You retaliate bluntly with a tight-lipped line. Nanami slowly brought his hand under the table to squeeze yours, and when you faced him, you were met with a look that meant more than a thousand words. Stay strong. I’m with you, he seemed to silently say.

“Kento – mind if I call you Kento?” Your father interrupted loudly, not sparing you a glance. “What do you do for a living?”

“I’m a salaryman. I work in the same office as [Y/N].” Was Nanami’s response. You cringed at your father’s attempt to talk more familiarly with Nanami. It felt odd, it felt rigid, and you just knew what question would follow.

“Ah, I see. Well, I sure do hope you’re at least winning more than our [Y/N] here!” The older man blurted, shaking his head in disappointment. “We told her to focus on her studies, make sure she has a nice paying job by the time she finds a husband, but she instead decided to pursue those… hobbies of her, and ended up with a mediocre office job.” Then, as if his rude observation meant nothing, he added, “No offense. I’m sure you’re a hard-working young man, you should aim higher and consider a career in a more lucrative field. Have you tried investing, or finances? If you want to provide a better future for my daughter, you should be prepared.”

Great, now not only was he making rude comments towards you, but he was also making rude comments towards your “boyfriend”. When would this end?

“Dad.” You cut in, scowling at him. How dare he ask such questions?

“What?” He asked, shrugging. As if these types of discussions were as casual as small talk or mentions of weathers. “I need to make sure that this man will provide for you. After all, you refused to go and do something useful with your life – “

“I think what [Y/N] has done of her life is for her, and only her to decide.” Nanami chimed in. “And as her parents, you should be nothing but supportive. It’s not up to you to decide what’s useful or not.” Your cheeks warmed at that. He sounded so clear and straightforward. He managed to do, within minutes, what you had been too afraid to do your whole life.

Your father seemed to dismiss what Nanami had said, waving his hand about and muttering some incomprehensible gibberish.

While your mother fetched the main plate, the room was filled with light chatter. Nanami leaned towards you, lips softly brushing the shell of your ear. It made your heart leap to have him so close.

“You’re right. I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it through the whole dinner without throwing a plate at any of their faces.” He mumbled, hand still squeezing yours tightly. This small comment earned a chuckle from you, and Nanami smiled at the response. To anyone else watching, you two looked like a lovesick couple engaging in some light banter and gossip.

“Ah! Here it is!” Your mother gleamed, bringing in pots and pans full of curry rice, udon noodles, miso soup, and some other side dishes you couldn’t see. For all you disliked your family, you couldn’t lie – family gatherings had the best food. You had once tried to learn how to cook from your mother, but after two failed commands (in her opinion) and a whole lot of yelling, you gave up.

“You should try the curry,” you told Nanami, holding your plate securely to pour some of the food on it. “She might be a witch sometimes, but her curry is to die for.” This last part was only but a whisper, and it got Nanami to smile crookedly.

God, you loved to see him smile.

At the office he always looked so serious, so tense. Nanami hated working overtime, and no matter how nice the company you kept each other ways, you could still see the exhaustion taking over him most days, rendering him cold and distant.

Here, though?

He seemed relaxed to a fault. As relaxed as he could be in a situation like this.

“Honey!” There was your mother again. Great, you were starting to miss her unnecessary statements! “Are you seriously going to eat all of that?” She inquired, looking particularly scandalised and attempting to reach your plate.

“Yes, I am. Why? Is there a problem?” You tried to sound brave, but Nanami was quick to notice the shake in your voice and the way your hand trembled in his.

“Oh, well, honey, I just think you should be careful! Don’t wanna put on any weight, do you? I’m sure Kento here wouldn’t want you to gain some extra pounds.”

Ah, this woman clearly made a mistake.

Nanami cleared his throat and made a poor attempt at trying to conceal the anger in his voice.

“I assure you ma’am, that is the least of my concerns.” He asserted and removed your plate from the woman’s hands. “Your daughter looks amazing, and if she’s happy with herself, so am I. In fact, I think she looks particularly breathtaking this evening, don’t you? You must be so proud.”

He’d pushed your parents into a corner, and all they could do was stammer and babble and look around for any help from their relatives – help that did not come.

“I’m quite the lucky man.” Nanami gave your parents the same kind of pretentious, fake smile they gave to him, and dug into his food.

And what else could you do but smile? Mouthing a quick “thank you”, you decided to get to eating as well. Seeing your parents so flustered had given you a kind of confidence you hadn’t felt in years, not in front of them, and it felt good.

For a few godly minutes, everything seemed to go well.

You were enjoying your food, and Nanami was exchanging pleasantries with some of your cousins. It seemed almost normal, the way it was going. Your cousin Ichigo and his wife, who were both ten years older than you were particularly interested in discussing the best kinds of liquors with your friend. Hiroshi tried to rope him into a talk of cars, and Makoto expressed his hatred towards overtime.

It felt too good to be true.

Probably because it was.

After dinner, you were the first to get on your feet to help clear the table. The quicker you did it, the quicker you could get the hell out of that place.

You were loading the dishwasher, distracted by the background noise of the chatter and the news that played in the television, when your cousin Emiko approached. Emiko was her parents’ pride and joy. Unnaturally beautiful, she had no real talent other than looking pretty and finding a rich man. It didn’t matter – the family loved her for it, and you’d spent your whole entire life being compared to her.

“So! ‘Cus, do tell us, how much did you pay for him?” She asked coyly. There was something poisonous laced in her words. You supposed it was jealousy – despite being seated near her husband, Emiko had spent the entire evening studying Nanami, running her eyes through his broad shoulders and sharp cheekbones, no doubt drooling.

You sighed. There was never much you could do about Emiko. You either ignored her words or played into her traps, and both options tested your patience gravely.

“I did not pay him, Emiko. Nanami and I have been dating for a while now.” You replied casually. Somehow, you could still feel tingles where his hand had previously been. On your hand, on your waist. The memory of his lips against your ear elicited a full-body shiver from you. “And I’ll remind you that he’s just next door, so please be considerate.”

“Come on, no one else’s in here, you don’t have to pretend.” Emiko peeked at you. When she saw no visible reaction, she sighed, waving her hand around dismissively and rolling her eyes at you before turning to face the kitchen door. “Come on, lighten up. It was a joke. But you have to understand – you were never something to look at, were you?” She snickered, taking a big gulp of her wine right after. “How’d you manage to snatch up a guy like this?”

You were done.

This comment had been the final straw.

You knew Emiko to be mean, but this? Assuming you had to pay for a handsome man’s company, simply because she didn’t deem you as attractive? As interesting?

Were you simply not worthy of love?

You felt tears prickling at the corner of your eyes, but before you could try to come up with a reply, a familiar voice interrupted you.

“Actually, it was I who managed to snatch her up.” Nanami was standing by the doorframe, casting you the warmest, most lovely, most caring gaze ever. You felt warm to be looked like that, like you were the most precious thing in the world to this man. “I got lucky. When we first started dating, I wondered how the hell such an interesting, beautiful woman would ever look at me.” A small chuckle. “I still do – I don’t feel like I’m worthy of her.”

Emiko was speechless. She just stared from you to Nanami, from Nanami to you, her words somehow losing their power after this confession.

You looked at Nanami and quickly wiped away the tear that threatened to spill. Seeing this, he walked over to you, pulling you closer by the waist.

“I think you’re wrong, Emiko.” He continued, not even sparing her a second glance as his hand lifted your chin up with the gentleness of someone who holds the entire world in their hands. “Not something to look at? I mean… Look at her. How could I ever be deserving of such a beautiful woman?”

You felt heat radiate from his body, and as if it was second nature, you cupped his jaw with your hands. He was so close, so impossibly close. You could make out every single one of his eyelashes, the bags under his eyes caused by sleepless nights working, the eyebrows that were usually furrowed and deep in thought – Nanami Kento was beautiful.

And according to him, so were you.

He searched in your eyes for any kind of signal. A yes, a no. A simply gesture that could change the rest of your night (and perhaps the course of your, well, relationship forever).

It was almost imperceptible when you nodded, meeting his gaze through lidded eyes.

So he dipped his head, and softly caught his lips with yours.

You’d fantasized about this once or twice. But nothing could’ve prepared you for the real deal. Nanami was a good kisser. His lips moved effortlessly around yours, molding like he had been kissing you for years. The hand at your waist brought you close, close, impossibly close, so close that you couldn’t think of getting away – good. Nanami didn’t want you to ever leave his side.

And you kissed him back just as tenderly, afraid to ruin the moment. Your tongue swiped shyly across his bottom lip, and he gave you one of his signature smiles – reserved, contained, but 100% him.

Behind him, he could hear Emiko scoff and leave the kitchen. Perfect. He didn’t want a crowd anyways.

After pulling away for air, Nanami studied your face attentively.

Your eyes were wide and bright, sparkling with what seemed like magic. He wanted to kiss every inch of your face – your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, your lips. He wanted to kiss your soft, plush lips again and again and again. Thank God you’d invited him to be your fake boyfriend. Nanami had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to ask you out, and while this wasn’t the most conventional date, he was known for being efficient and straightforward.

“Let’s get out of here. You deserve to be kissed somewhere else.” He mumbled in that raspy voice of his that did things to you. You nodded and held his hand as he led you through the corridors.

The goodbyes were ushered, and the promises to call and come back soon were very blatantly fake. Your parents, however charmed by this man at first glance, refused to hide their scowls at this point. They did not like being contradicted. Neither did your cousins – or rather, the ones that had giggled and whispered and made smaller comments at the beginning like “Wow [Y/N], such a miracle, you finally found someone!” and “Oh, Nanami-san, when you get tired of her, please do call us – we’ll be waiting! What? It was a joke, don’t be such a downer!”.

The ride home had been quiet. Peaceful.

You refused to let Nanami go, and he refused to let you go, so you couldn’t find it in yourself to complain when he placed his big palm on top of your thigh as he drove.

Then, as you arrived to your place, he walked you to the door, silently holding onto your hand.

You gazed up at him, and then at the floor.

“So…” Why were words so hard?

You wanted to ask him a million questions. Why had he kissed you? Had he liked it? Did it mean something to him? Was it just a distraction? Is your friendship ruined?

“I hope you know it is not true.”

“Huh?” You met his eyes.

“Everything they said.” Nanami refused to let go of your hand, drawing slow circles with his thumb. “It’s not true. You’re the most fantastic woman I’ve ever known. You’re beautiful, and smart, and talented, and kind, and so many other things that I want to say but can’t find the words to.” He’d never been good with his words. But you thought he was doing a pretty good job.

Then, he shook his head, running a hand through his now slightly ruffled hair. “I wish I was better at this. My point is – you’re remarkable, [Y/N]. The way you care for others, the way you’re so unapologetically you, the way you’re not afraid to speak your mind and be heard. Those are all admirable qualities. If your family can’t see that, then it’s their fault.”

You could just stare at him in awe.

“If it’s okay with you, I’d like to take you out. On a date, an actual date. Not just some simple last-minute overtime office dinner. A proper date, just you and me.”

A date? With him?

“You can say no if you want to. I won’t force you. But I’d like to take you out for dinner. Or lunch. Or anything you want, basically, I –“ He sighed once again. “Point is. I really like you, [Y/N]. I know, I know, we don’t know each other that well, and I don’t expect you to return my feelings, but –“

“I really like you too.” You blurted out without thinking. So, all of this time, your feelings hadn’t been one sided? He too felt the same as you? All those nights at the office, all those small interactions, making the workplace an easier place to deal with, all of the jokes and giggles and antics – he cherished them too? “And I… I’d love to go out for dinner. Or lunch. Or whatever you want, really! The point is,” You gather yourself, smiling like a fool. “I’d really love to go on a date with you.”

In that exact same moment, while you and Nanami smiled at each other like two shy teenagers, the only witness to your awkward confessions being the moon and the lights from the city above you, you didn’t think of yourself as unworthy, as dumb, and useless and a no-good child. The hurtful comments made by your family were far, far away, like they’d happened a lifetime ago.

You saw yourself the way he did. Remarkable. Kind, talented, beautiful, and oh so worthy of love.

A/N: That's it! I hope you liked it! I love this man so much hehe he deserves all the fics! Thank you for the lovely request, I'm so glad I got to finally start writing for Nanami instead of simply reading!

Have an amazing day everyone! <3

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haeryna · 3 months

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OH MY GOD BAEEEE

i literally love your satosugu fic so much IM SCREAMING LIKE UGHH ITS SO GOOD AJDJWJS

like im not over exaggerating it hurts so good like i swear you know how to hit us hard 😭

i love your writing style and the way that we can feel the characters emotions (or maybe thats just me being sensitive..? IM JOKING BAE) like i can imagine how hurt reader is by satosugu leaving her and how mad satosugu are at themselves for leaving her too LIKE UGHHHH

and readers thoughts are completely valid because satosugu left without explanation, basically deserting her and then suddenly they come back?? like i’d be so hurt and mad that they’re back BUT ALSOO when she got called princess? i feel like part of her just wanted to cave especially when she was being held like that but then the other part of her was fighting, reminding herself how badly she was hurt LIKE OH MY GOD YOU ARE SO GOOD AT THIS I LOVE YOUR WRITING AAAA

and for satosugu their reason for leaving and not contacting was also completely valid !! i love that we get to see how much they miss reader and how upset they were that they left but also their reason for leaving? literally GUT WRENCHING. Yes they love reader as much as they love each other but they had to get out of there for their own safety and it just hurts so good 😭 AND THE WAY THAT THEY STILL LOVE HER TOO IT HURTS SO GOOD LIKE WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT WRITING IT MAKES ME SOB— okay but really the way that they never stopped loving her shows how much they truly loved her in the first place because even though reader thinks she means nothing to them she was the only person that they could ever love the way they love each other, oh my god and when they find out she never left and how she’s been alone for the past 5 years i can’t even imagine the guilt and hurt they felt. i can’t even when Suguru finds her letters like the pain he must’ve felt? The way he slowly saw through the letters as the girl they left behind changed, BUT THE WAY THAT THEY WILL NEVER LOVE HER ANY LESS. Also when Satoru notices how reader has changed physically like i just KNOW he wanted to burst into tears, seeing the people you love so frail and vulnerable is a pain that you can never forget so imagining how Satoru felt coming back after years only to find her looking like that must’ve been so painful for him. DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE PART WHERE HE SAYS HOW HE FORGOT WHAT IT FELT LIKE TO BE WITH HER LIKE OH MY GOD STOP IT RIGHT NOW. Like even though reader doesn’t even want to be in the same room as him he can’t help but feel alive because she’s just always had that affect on him like oh my god i literally want to bawl. Okay but also Suguru writing all of his songs for her 😭 I can’t help but wonder if he still has the guitar she thrifted for him? Also the part about Satoru’s makeup artist? “She’ll never do it like you” IM ACTUALLY SOBBING.

I love the way you write so much, it’s so real and has so much emotion. As a theater kid this entire fic is so good for character analysis like I LOVE analyzing characters and the way you write them just makes it even more fun ! I love the way that each character is actually complex and how their emotions feel real LIEK OH YMGNDODQJDHJWNS

(omg i didn’t realize how like jumbled up this all is im so sorry 😭)

I can’t wait for more to be revealed about their relationship! take your time writing the next chapter 💗

ANON PLEASE I WANT TO PUT YOU IN A LITTLE JAR WITH A BOW AND KEEP YOU SAFE YOU'RE SO SWEET AND KIND AND I LOVE YOU !! let's get married. rn. but PLEASE i was sitting here squealing and kicking my feet and looking at this ask every five minutes...i'm so glad you love it :') it makes me feel so happy that you feel like i've written them to a depth that you feel like you can analyze them!!

just for you bae, some little snippets that may or may not get woven into the main story: (suggestive but not explicit!!)

suguru keeps the old guitar you thrifted him. he actually bought a special case for it, so that even with all the damage, it'll still remain strong. there's a metaphor in that, he thinks, in the way that he'll only bring it out when he's writing a song that's meant for you. they're all meant for you, so he finds himself bringing it out constantly. he refuses to try the demos that the studio sends over, of metal and rock, because it feels cheap and artificial.

satoru keeps you and his lockscreen. it's a photo of you and suguru standing together, backs towards the camera. suguru is mid-laugh, and your eyes are shining. sukuna used to give him shit for it, until choso stepped in, recognizing the wistful love in satoru's eyes every time he'd see it.

the first time they were intimate together in their shitty apartment somewhere in seoul, suguru calls out your name. satoru says nothing of it. in turn, suguru pretends not to notice when satoru calls for you in his sleep.

kenji is dissatisfied. in a small town like yours, classmates have paired up left and right. you were meant for him, he believed. but now that satoru and suguru are back, and you're about to leave, he'd rather clip your wings than let them have you. if he can't have you, then he'd rather let you take the fall.

shoko is bemused, in a sad sort of way. she knows she can't interfere. that, and her girlfriend hates satoru with a burning passion, so she doesn't want to start any fires there.

(utahime will never forgive how satoru had made fun of her when she'd taken a particularly nasty fall during a dance practice. they weren't even in the same industry for god's sake. utahime does not care.)

you're exhausted. money is thin. you've given up on your dreams of a musical career. the notebooks of sheet music and lyrics lay aimlessly on your floor. you pretend like you realize the bleakness of your life. in reality, when you can't sleep, you find yourself scribbling words and melodies.

satoru and suguru tried, once. to replace you. to find someone else. they couldn't even seriously stomach the idea before they gave up and went back to pathetically looking at old photos of you. one of the first things they got when they made it big was a professional album done of all the photos they had of you.

(shoko laughed until she cried when she heard about it, before smacking satosugu and telling them to "go talk to her and do something about it, dumbasses.")

ALSO DO NOT APOLOGIZE FOR THE RAMBLE!! i adored it and i hope to see you around nonnie, take care of yourself <33 i hope my other fics will be able to allow you to analyze the characters as well; the next chapter will be a doozy considering how badly i want to make it realistic but there's a lot of thought that goes into that hnghh. i hope you have a lovely day/night bby!!

#strawberry picking🍓⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡#idol!satoru gojo #rockstar!suguru geto #literally shaking in my chair #you like my writing???#you like me???#omfg !! kisses you

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twisted-wonderland-shenanigans · 7 months

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ABDGAGS HOW DID I ONLY JUST NOTICE THE MINI!YUU + MER LILIA THING I LITERALLY GET NOTIFS AAAA (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

It's so adorable!!! I love how Lilia was all like 'is anyone gonna make the baby human smile' and didn't wait for an answer(⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪. I'm wondering what Rook's up to though - is he gonna startle the little one? He do be sneaky (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠)

Your writing always gives me a HUGE serotonin boost lol - what're you working on at the moment (if you're cool with me asking (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠))

Referring to this post here:

Pfft!! Tumblr is weird when it comes to notifications, and lately, I've been seeing some content creators mention that tags and responses in their posts aren't showing up in their notifications unless they go in and look at the specific posts and see them. :V

Anyway, yesssssss, I had so much fun writing that part and I'm excited to finish it up! I did add a bit more to that part than what's been posted, but you'll see it once I post the finished product~ >vÓ

Rook is always a sneaky one, but while he is curious, he means no harm! In fact, he becomes more like mini!Yuu's land (aerial?) big brother. UvU

I'm so happy knowing that people enjoy my writing so much ;;v;; As for what I'm working on, I'm still chipping away at the pregnant fem!Yuu as well as the mermaid ask and figuring out how to tackle the next installment of the Kaiju!AU, though I'm working on trying not to overwhelm myself and take breaks so I can properly write. I have too many ideas sometimes and can overwhelm myself with trying to go too big with it 🙃 But I'm learning that it's okay for me to write as much or as little as I feel suits the idea(s) I'm given, so thank you all for bearing with me on that!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst marine biologist au #twisted wonderland marine biologist au #twisted wonderland mini!yuu #twst mini!yuu #lilia vanrouge #rook hunt #sorry for the lack of activity lately #got a bit burnt out but learning to better manage it so I can keep creating!

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mochiwrites · 2 months

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ALWAYS FEELIN' A BIT INSANE ABOUT SONGBIRD!! 💥💥💥💥

Currently very invested in the Scar character development, he's very silly and I am obsessed with how you write him. Eating ur writing, I literally never shut up about it heryehur

He has so much depth to his personality. His struggle with identity, hiding the truth, opening up to others, traumatic experiences, etc. His complicated relationship with Mumbo as they walk on their tip-toes wondering what happened to get them to this point... His love for Tubbo and his hate for humanity. His conflicting emotions about death. His ever-changing view of Grian and what made him so worth it when nobody else caught his eye. The fragile concept of simply being himself and not the monster people think he is. He's so WONDERFUL AAAA!! *shakes you*

EEEEEEEEE YAY :D

scar has easily become one of my favorite songbird characters. he's definitely rounded out a lot since the start of songbird and I'm so !!!!!! about him -- and now that arc 2 is finished, I can actually talk about scar's character arc because GOD DOES IT MAKE ME INSANE. OKAY.

I remember being kinda nervous about introducing scar way back when in welcome to the circus, because I wasn't sure how he'd be received -- I mean, he's basically introduced as an antagonist right away, and he feels so different from his typical characterization. well. he's not that different, but I certainly lean wayyy more into the intimidating, scary image. and when you don't know a character's motivations for that... depending on the writer executes the writing, you could either be Incredibly interested, or you could write it off as out of character/bad writing. so welcome to the circus was absolutely a HUGE gamble. hell, everything that followed was a big gamble!

but I am so happy with how scar's development went. I think I could've added maybe one or two more one shots right before enchante to add a bit more pacing of scar's development, but overall I really am pleased with it.

arc 2 was heavily focused on scar and his betrayal (which like,,, yeah, obviously @ myself GJFHJFG) my biggest goal when writing arc 2 was showing the readers that there was more to scar than just his cold personality. that there was a reason for his behavior. it's kinda similar to how mumbo was first introduced. mumbo was off as well, though granted his true personality came about a lot quicker than scar's did.

so this arc was about exploring scar's character (and his understanding of/warming up to grian) and his growing internal conflict between betraying grian and mumbo and keeping tubbo safe. I really wanted to get across that at first scar had no remorse for what he was doing. but when he started getting to know grian, being given his kindness, when scar started to let down the walls around his heart, that's when the guilt kicked in.

I love scar's whole battle with his identity -- it's one of my favorite pieces of his character, and something that'll be explored a TON more in arc 3 (and perhaps the reason why that battle is there to begin with 👀) the way I've always looked at is: scar isn't human, but he's not quite fae either. so he's had to carve out an identity for himself; the grim reaper, a monster, it's all the same to him. he's not just standing at the cross between two worlds. he's carving a path between these two worlds -- he's creating a third world, specifically for himself

and I think scar's struggle with his identity is something the fandom as a whole doesn't touch on nearly enough as we should. scar is a man who's constantly wearing a mask, and that mask is everchanging. there's some seriously fun concepts to be played with there! which is exactly what I want to explore in songbird and this upcoming arc.

I also feel really insane about all of the backstory crumbs I've left in arc 2 for him. this one in particular drives me crazy:

( it's from the weight of living chapter three in case anyone is wondering :3 )

if you've ever seen in anime where a character has like. some ominous shadow figure looming over them and they look really afraid or panicked, that's exactly the kind of image I was picturing when writing this scene. and that's kinda what happens here! (one day when mumbo and scar's backstories are revealed, I would love to like. comb through songbird for all of the crumbs I've dropped and explain them)

but scar's character is so complex, and I think that's what makes him so fun. he doesn't operate on human morals, but he very much does have human emotions and a human heart that he buries and AUGH!!!

and I can't talk about scar's character without mentioning enchante, because C'MON. IT'S LIKE. THE SONGBIRD SCARIAN FIC HFGJDFGHJ

enchante is SUCH an interesting turning point for scar and grian's dynamic. mumbo and the boys have been kidnapped, scarian are forced to work together and they don't entirely trust one another, and they're running on limited time. and it's through this situation that they're forced to learn about each other. scar learns just how far grian's kindness goes, how he views the world. and grian starts to get some insight into why scar behaves the way that he does.

we see scar step in to defend grian against taurtis the first time under the guise of being offended at taurtis' bad negotiation skills, and not even knowing himself why he steps in! it's the first time scar sees the depth of grian's humanity and his guilt and his care for the ones that he loves. and then in turn, grian learns why scar is so apathetic and uncaring and there's some sort of understanding the two of them reach. it drives me SO insane fae. I cannot express.

AND THE GRIM REAPER STUFF MMMMMMMMM WE'RE GONNA COME BACK TO THAT. IT'S GONNA BE GLORIOUS. I've got some scar story that are gonna make people go INSANE when I drop it. it makes me want to gnaw on my arm man

songbird!scar is just so delightful to me, and I really love writing him a lot. his relationship to mumbo and then to grian is SO fun to examine, and we'll definitely be doing more of that in arc 3. I'm really glad that people love him as much as I do because <3333

#mochi speaks #songbird’s blood au #friend moment

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boringmarinn · 9 hours

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Why do you ship Sans x Frisk? As a person who ships them myself, what do you see in them, like about them? Personality traits, situations, tropes etc, anything that comes to mind, what makes you enjoy them and continue to breathe life to them?

Omg ok sooo... When I realized I was already shipping Sans and Frisk, maybe because I love the trope of the funny ironic character who has secrets and the silent protagonist who have a lot of will and power. I also have a soft spot for monster x human interactions, relationships and seeing several AUs with the two of them was what made me like it even more.

I think I liked them visually because the sprites in the game are so cute and the same size and the colors match and so on. I also see Sans more as a teenager and Frisk as well so i almost always draw and write them close. Frisk have a lot of secrets that Sans knows about and vice versa, and both have this drama about fate, about powers that can destroy, judgment and guilt, responsibility and determination i found super interesting.

I absolute love the concept of Frisk being a "more than a simple human" thing, a deity, some powerful force that can be either benevolent or dangerous when in contrast with Sans that's "just a normal boss monster" or something like that. I'm in love with Frisk being a god what just wants to live a normal life, having a normal family and a happy life and find this wish coming true with their monster family, and they find love with that one monster who has kept his eye socket on them all this time, seeing the sweetness and love that they share.

I also love the angst in the forbidden love thing, like, monster and human love being a taboo...

Frisk It's a character that ended up growing in my hand while I was drawing and creating, so to speak. I didn't want to let Frisk become that cliché of cute and lovable, so she/they transformed a little too quickly hehe. Today It's very different and that adorable cover is just a disguise for the real Frisk. Which isn't a terrible evil being either, it's just harder to comprehend and morally gray. They're determined still, to being a better person and changing the order of things and changing fate.

Sans I don't even know where and how to start because he has been my main and if not my most intense and prolonged hyperfocus. I have a lot of fun writing and drawing it in many different ways, with my favorite being this ironic, calm and funny little guy, but who carries a huge weight on his shoulders for the people he loves, a guy who worries too much about simple things and is a bit anxious and uncertain about the future.

Soo... Well i think that's a lot of reasons people like them two. They're two little guys, they go around the time and space, (like sans can teleport in space and frisk teleports in time thats so cool aaaa) them both like papyrus and toriel very much, they two are poker faced deadpan funny faces

I find them fun and even more fun is seeing other talented artists in the community doing their own interpretations of them in such unique ways. I love seeing fans making content for fans and how the characters change drastically in each person's hands, it's beautiful

#sans x frisk #underground club au #marintalks #frans #thanks for the ask!!#I really wanted to write a text like this explaining things better #I feel lighter #thanks youu!!

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bonesandthebees · 6 months

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still thinking about the qsmp lighting strike one shot...

learning sign language makes you realise just how isolating it is to cant hear properly and its just so nice to see phil signing even when hes not speaking directly to tallulah and even tho she has a hearing aid and could hear him this close

richas having a prosthetic leg and being carried a lot and the other kids understanding that and not complaining about not being carried too which is something youd except to see with kids

and the kids choosing to speak mostly with sign too and richas having to learn with his leg and finding little bonuses like hiding lock picks, its so interesting and cool to see, just representation man, yk

and just the way such a short story is packed with happy little language things in general is sweet, hearing your own language after some time is always such a good feeling, cant imagine not hearing it for so long

or while the parents are communicating in english they still talk to the kids in their languages so they nurture their native languages and dont forget

and you nailed character voices and personalities so well, like you clearly worked on every character to figure them out and its so cool to see basically literally the qsmp characters in this story

the bagi and cellbit moment was a cherry on top, made me so emotional I love them

the possible/implied parallel to crimeboys/wil and tallulah was so hopeful

all in all such a sweet little story, 10/10 I cried

aaaa thank you so much this makes me so happy to hear how much you enjoyed it

yes exactly, a lot of hearing people, even well meaning ones, don't seem to realize how much hoh/deaf people have to struggle with feeling isolated. even if a hoh/deaf person can read lips, can hear a bit, has hearing aids, or even has a cochlear implant that doesn't mean they talking to people is easy. there's issues with background noise or not having people facing you when they speak or sometimes you just don't have the energy that day to put your everything into focusing on what other people are saying. I'm a hearing person but this was a common thing I heard about my Deaf teachers in my ASL classes when we learned about Deaf culture and audism. also, while of course I'm in no way trying to say my experiences are similar to that of a hoh/deaf person, I have an audio processing disorder so hearing is something I struggle with a LOT, specifically when it comes to communicating with others. if there's a lot of background noise, even if I'm standing right next to someone I might only catch ~60% of what they say and I have to use context to guess the rest. it's unbelievably frustrating at times.

so I figured that since q!phil is already so accommodating and aware of tallulah's 'asthma' in canon, I thought it just made sense that in an au where she's hoh he would be very attentive and would make sure to sign to her regularly so she won't miss out on what's going on.

richas babyyyy <33 when they're walking for long periods of time like that I figured it just made sense for the adults to want to take the strain off of richarlyson's leg by carrying him, but also I just thought the mental image of richas sitting on cellbit's shoulders was too cute not to include. benefits of having six parents is there's always someone around to carry you lol. also I thought of the lockpick thing and it was too funny not to mention. richas would 100% hide random things in his prosthetic if it had a compartment for that.

I had the rest of the kid prefer signing to talking for two main reasons: one, I thought it would be the way to interpret all of them using signs in canon to talk while tallulah is the only one who has hearing aids. and two, when you grow up in a world where being too loud means death, wouldn't you learn not talking is better? it's sad but I thought it made sense :(

the language stuff in general was so fun to play with. although it's definitely nervewracking to try and write in languages I don't know, I think it just feels more natural for the parents to speak to their kids in their first languages even when they're around english speakers. idk I just went off vibes for those bits and really enjoyed it. and then cellbit and bagi's entire Big convo I felt had to be in portuguese given how serious the subject matter was so of course they'd both have it in their first language, and I'm so grateful for the help I got with the portuguese there.

i've had several people tell me I nailed the character voices in lightning strike and that makes me SO happy because I was trying so hard. some of the members are easier for me to write (phil I'm used to obviously, cellbit idk why I just kind of get how he talks and don't have to think too hard) but then for others I put a lot of effort into making sure they sounded right (etoiles was the one I had to focus on the most because he has such a distinct way of talking but he's also so fun to write, bagi I've watched a lot of clips of recently so I had her voice but I still wanted to make sure I nailed her, and tina like etoiles has a fairly distinctive way of speaking so I thought over her lines a lot too)

I came up with the idea to parallel wilbur trying to find tommy and then wilbur coming back to tallulah with cellbit and bagi finding each other again after all these years while I was writing it and I was very happy with how that whole bit turned out :)

i'm so glad you enjoyed ty for this it made me smile a lot <33

#ask #lightning strike #jiksvokrat

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biribaa · 2 years

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I’m crying your write for stray- I’m in love Ty Ty 4 blessing me 😭 anyway could I get a momo comforting a reader with fluff? I had a shit day yesterday but ur writings just brought my mood up 100% <3(also idc what the reader is upset/mad about I’ll let u choose!)

More Momo conforting reader<33

AAAA IM SO HAPPY IT HELPED YOU!!

You see, this is the main reason for my oneshots, most of the time i write x readers when i'm really stressed and/or depressed, so i write cute scenarios of my F/O, or characters who are not rlly my F/O but are the F/O of my followers, and i have a cool sncenario for they, so i write it and post it, and then make people happy :]]

Im srry it took too long for answear, but i swear i'll make it worth it

Knock knock knock

You slammed your fist on Momo's door, you didn't even needed to knock, you could rest your head on the door right there. You were so tired, you didn't have the strength to move anymore, not even the mentality to think and every sigh you took only exhausted your lungs, you're so done today.

And the darkness around didn't help, the sky that was and always will be a "night with stars" only influenced you more and more to rest now.

The door opened only for your eyes to hurt from the yellow light from inside the robot house. And there, was a silhouette you could always recognize

"Well well wellI, you finally decided to show up, i was starting to get worried you know?"

"Yeah"

You walked inside Momo's house, every move was a scream asking for any kind of comfort to ease your stress, anything, you would accept anything now. So, seeing that the sofa was occupied with Momo's boxes, you moved straight to Momo's bed, you didn't take off your coat or shoes, nothing, you just threw your body that looked more like a corpse onto the fabric. Your face was not visible now that it's directly over the comfort, you blocked the sides of your head with your arms, preventing any ray of light to annoy you.

Well you know Momo is no idiot, he clearly noticed these details in your behavior, normally when you come back you smile and hug him, but today, only that? Did he do something you didn't like? Is he not being enough? Did someone hurt you?

"Hey" A voice echoed through the small room, it was Momo's. "You fine?"

You groaned in response, Christ, you didn't even have the energy to speak. You slightly turned your head until you could poke an eye out of your arms and see Momo standing in front of you, he was curling his fingers over his other fingers, it was a gesture he usually made, it was usually when he was nervous...

You wanted help, you wanted comfort from your boyfriend, to feel his metallic skin on your flesh skin, and listen to his advice as he pats you on the back. But at the same time, what if he doesn't understand? You are afraid, afraid of facing another disappointment with a person, afraid of interaction.

"I..." Words couldn't come out of your mouth, what were supposed to be words, just sounded like grunts.

"Shh." He placed his hand on your exhausted back, drawing circles that comforted your shoulders "You know what, I can see in your face how exhausted and tired you are, and you look ugly when exhausted, i hate to see you ugly. If you want, you don't have to talk about it, okay?" Momo said in a calm tone while looking into your eyes. As you stared with dead fish, dismayed and lifeless eyed, you slowly turned your face into your arms.

"I do not deserve you." You confessed, your humiliating tone hit Momo

"I should be saying this, Y/N." It was the last thing Momo said before you heard his footsteps slowly going away.

You gain enough silence to think about the whole situation, and silence enough to appreciate it. You didn't have any kind of misunderstanding with Momo, none of him getting stressed, or him being an asshole to you, there's no reason for you to be anxious around him. Momo actually understands you, and understands when you want to be alone, and understand when you're going to need him, was he really the best thing that happened to you since you came here?

All these thoughts made you tired... That's when you noticed for a brief second how your shoes were already bothering you, then, looking like an adult just out of a 10-hour shift, you took off your shoes with your own toes, it was even an easy and simple action.

It was a matter of minutes before you noticed a sign of life coming from Momo. You immediately noticed a pleasant food smell, and seconds later, a sound of a cymbal hitting wood, your attention is easily caught. You lifted your head, and on Momo's desk, you saw a warm plate duo the baked potatoes inside it.

"But you said–"

"Doc had some extra potatoes in his greenery and gave it to me." And again, Momo stroked your back gently. "Now do me a quick favor and get up, I want to do something." You, already being more than happy today for all your boyfriend's help, thought that you could do this minimum to reciprocate. You removed your arms that were around your head and lifted your body, placing your feet on the floor and getting up from the bed, waiting for Momo to do some kind of action after that

Momo climbed onto the bed and leaned his back against the wall as he sat up. He spread his legs, and looked at you, patting the empty space between his legs. You quickly understood the gesture, and got your knees up on the bed and crawled up to Momo until you could sit between his legs, and use Momo's entire torso as a backrest. The robot put one arm around your waist, and used the free hand to pick up the plate full of food and give it to you. Now he could put both arms around her waist

Your cheeks turned slightly pink, and you couldn't hold back your sweet smile. With all that, you easily felt safe, especially since Momo was slightly taller than you, and, well, obviously more resistant. You were amazed how such cold skin from a robot made your face so warm and your stomach full of butterflies. Woah, wait, so all this time you've never gotten along with anyone because they're human? And maybe you do better with robots? Damn bro.

You took one of the baked potatoes and put it in your mouth, it was perfect, for a robot that had spent years without human interaction, Momo cooked very well. The potato warmed every corner of the cold interior of your mouth, it was satisfactory. Without hesitation, you started biting the rest of the potatoes on the plate.

While you were eating, Momo clasped his arms around your waist. "Everything is fine now?" The machine questioned

"Yes." You hummed "Thank you so much Momo, seriously..."

"I'm always here when you're stressed, 'kay?" Momo gently placed his screen over your shoulder "Chu..." He simulated a kiss

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I'll be honest, I don't feel like I liked this oneshot very much... I feel like I could have done more, but I didn't have any more ideas, I promise I gave my effort :)

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desastreus · 8 months

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Write Questions

thank you! @the-stray-storyteller <3 tagging without pressure: @manuscriptsatmidnight @deadtower @yesireadbooks @guessillcallitart @holdmyteaplease @fearofahumanplanet (not actually sure how many people i'm supposed to tag but oh well)

1) What motivates you to write?

i saw a post recently that had me shook. one part of it was "create what you cannot scream." it opened my eyes for me, because i thought i only wanted to create out of joy. but maybe i just don't want to be alone and i also don't want other people to be alone.

2) A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

ehhhh... *panics* - oh wait, a small part from Through the Void and Back (another wip i haven't introduced yet aaaa)

Like splintered glass glistening in the first sunshine of the year, a gap had appeared. The stars welcomed her as she took the step, feeling his radiant eyes burn in her back, his laughter still echoing despite being worlds away.

3) Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

to be honest, i've never gotten that far that i love my oc's that much, because i usually barely write.

maybe Meryle from When Lightning Strikes though. yeah, he's a fun one.

4) What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

hmmm... i think that moment when i have an idea and it just makes sense. or when the words flow out of my fingers, almost without thinking. or when i read back older written things and laugh at my own silly ideas.

5) What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

description maybe? writing with feeling maybe?

6) What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

when we're able to connect. which i'm not always good at. but i am making new friends and that's nice <3

7) A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

i think Fantasia Archive is great for world building :)

8) A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

oh i think that one where there's only islands and you can attach smaller island to your own island and also steal islands from other people. yeah, this one is just pure chaos.

9) What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

take your time <3

there's no need to hurry <3

10) Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters:

well... where would i be without my dear friend @deacetis <3

also gotta tag @lockejhaven because ... i don't even know how to put it into words... your discord server, they way that you are so welcoming to everyone... <3

well then of course... @smol-feralgremlin <3 @queerlilchinchin <3 @awiderangeofgreen <3

THE QUESTIONS:

1) What motivates you to write?

2) A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

3) Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

4) What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

5) What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

6) What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

7) A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

8) A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

9) What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

10) Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters:

#lmao how many more people am i gonna tag lolol #why did this almost make me emotional #tag games

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ticklygiggles · 1 year

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Top 22 of 2022

I've been meaning to do this before the end of the year for obvious reasons, but I just didn't have the chance until now! Thank you everyone who had tagged me, you all are so sweet

I apologize in advance, though. My memory sucks and my perception of time is broken sdjfjdhf

Part 1: Fandom Faves

01. Favorite new fandoms of the year: SPY x FAMILY, Demon Slayer

02. Favorite new ships since this year: SPYxFAMILY - Twiyor, Cynari, ScaraLumi - Genshin Impact

03. Favorite anime/TV show of the year: Extraordinary Attorney Woo, SPY x FAMILY, Pokémon Journeys

04. Favorite movie of the year: Hmm, I honestly don't watch many movies, so this one's hard... maybe Turning Red? Haha

05. Favorite character of the year: Scaramouche/Wandered, Tighnari - Genshin Impact. Uzui Tengen, Rengoku Kyojuro - Demon Slayer. Seo HyunSoo - XXX Buddy.

06. Favorite soundtrack of the year: One of my favorite soundtrack every year will always be Liyue OST - Genshin Impact!

07. Favorite book/manga/comic of the year: sajkhfjdf this year I read lots of new Manhwas and also a few books. Some of my favorite manhwas were Define the Relationship, Perfect Buddy, Actually, I was the real one, Who made me a Princess?, Under the Oak Tree, Love so Pure (side story), Forget About My Husband, I'd Rather Go Make Money, The Marriage Business and mooore.

I didn't like the books I read this year that much, but I guess my favorite was Six Crimson Cranes. Also read some light novels and they were The Marriage Business and I'll be the Warrior's Mother.

08. Favorite game of the year: Genshin Impact and Obey me!

09. Highlight of this year to remember: March 7th when I went to Disneyland JSAFHJ

Part 2: Community Review

10. Favorite Tumblr moments of 2022: Tickletober, my 2k milestone. @vqler and @dokidoki-muffin return aaaand... I think that's the most I can remember hahaah

11. Favorite fan art of the year: I have been blessed with so much fanart this year omg, some of my faves were this one, of course because it's the first time someone drew art for one of my fics!

Also this one, this one, this one, this one, this one, and this one, but honestly, there are so many aaaa

12. Favorite fic of the year: I read good fics this year, I can't choose, but definitely some of my faves are these beautiful fics I got from my dearest friends in my birthday and Christmas, here, here and here.

13. Favorite ask game of the year: The tickly alphabet, this one and the 3 sentence fic

14. My top achievements as a writer/artist/creator/blogger: Participating in Tickletober for the first time! I didn't finish all days, but I'm happy with the result haha. Also getting to finish my 2k milestone event!

15. My own best fic/post of the year: I think I wrote a lot this year, but one of my faves to write was this Koi ga Ochitara one because I've been wanting to write one with them for sooo long!

16. My most underappreciated fic/post of the year: Probably not the "most", but this Mafuyu x Ritsuka x Yuki one?

17. A post of mine that got more popularity than expected: Omg these three Tickletober fics because they don't have a large popularity in the community, but they got more attention that I expected!

Koi Ga Ochitara, Junai Drop Out, Sign

18. Something I changed on my blog since this year: I think I did write more this year, so that was nice!

Part 3: Next Year

19. Something I didn’t post this year but would like to do next year: I'd like to work on this little AU idea thingy I have been neglecting because I feel unsure to write and post, but we'll see!

20. Goals for next year: As for this blog... maybe getting into more fandoms to keep writing haha. Also, Ginny girl is trying to write less trash, but I'd like to keep collaborating with her, because I just love how well we write together aaaa

21. 2023 releases I look forward to the most: MAHOUTSUKAI NO YOME SEASON 2! Aaaand more Genshin updates and also Obey me cards that I can actually get LOL

Part 4: Spreading Love

22. Shoutouts to people who made my 2022 a better year:

Goodness, here comes the fun part haha:

@otomiya-tickles of course my sweetie girl precious baby boo. I already told you this, but thank you for making my 2022 a loooot better, thank you for your endless support and your love! You are the best and I'm so happy to talk to you every single day! You are so so talented and smart and amazing and I love you!

@ragewerthers my frieeeend, I always have so much fun talking with you! From just daily life activities to our endless hcs about our precious Toshi *teary emoji* you definitely did my 2022 a lot better too and I hope we can still talk lots this 2023!

@wertzunge Maaaax, I think this year we talked more than any other time haha, I'm happy we're both excited about Mahoutsukai no Yome sdbfhsdf I already said this to you, but I hope we get to talk some more this year as well! Thank you for your friendship!! (Also thank you for your kind support during commisions!)

@vqler @dokidoki-muffin we barely interact with each other BUT I wanted to say that you both are amazing and super talented people and I admire your abilities and your creativity and it's so so nice to have you back in the community! You both are GREAT and I get excited every time I see art from you both. Such talented people, let me give you a respectful kiss on your forehead.

@ticklystuff omg hi! I know we don't talk much, but I just wanted to say that I really like you and you are so so so so SO good at writing ome such talent! I love seeing you in my dash and seeing all the cool amazing stuff you write aaaaa I think of you every time I see Childe, no lies. Thank you for being amazing!

@happyandticklish Queen of writing. No words just admiration. Honestly, you are so so so GOOD. I wish I could write like you and you're so kind and amazing help askdjskf We've talked a bit before and I apologize for my awkwardness aaaaa Thank you for showing us all how cool you are and for being a cupcake!

@myreygn Reeeeey! I honestly get so so shy when you mention how you fangirled when I followed you back ahahaha, thank you for always being so supportive with me! You are amazing and I like chatting with yoouuu! I hope we get to talk some more during 2023!!

@thornoisdono Thank you for the generous support in kofi aaaaa, I love every single fic you requested and hopefully, you'll see them up in the next couple of days! Thank you!

@intheticklecloset @zeke-ism @lovelynim @xsezzie @bloominggiggles @ticklish-v-93 @soft-tk-fluff @chibimochii @nnainai @tickles-tea @looneytickles @tiredleekaz @ssnicker-doodless @spongeboblevel25 @justmaybee @itslittlegiggle @tiklart @lovelymessybubbly @italeean @ticklishfanart - whether we had talked before or not, I'm so thankful for you all! I love seeing and interacting with your content. You all are amazing and make my stay in tumblr so much better! I'd love to get to know you all more this year, but I'll be always be awkward, but I want you to know that you are some of my favorite blogs EVER.

#end of the year tag #top22of2022 #this took me two hours to finish omg #it was really fun though #i can't believe it's 2023 already #i hope this year is better for all of us guys

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helloo i just read our inferno and i love it!! i just saw your # saying nobody said anything about it and that you weren't sure if anyone has read it so im here to assure you that it's been read and loved🫡🫡 i wasnt expecting it to go the way it did when i first started reading it (dont wanna spoil it for those who havent read it but shite got intense after the car scene, i was expecting romance i guess) but nevertheless i loved how things ended up there!

i'm new to the concept tho, you said something about this being haechan's version so it will be haechan's version for all other chapters (idk how many it'll have) right? also super excited for the next one <3

HI ANON OMG :( was not expecting this AT ALL and i cant tell you how much i appreciate you reaching out!! and im so glad it was a turn of event even with the warnings and whatnot stated LMAO BUT IM SO GLAD YOU LOVED IT :(((

so basically, this work was meant for hyunjae, so he's the original muse! i replaced all the names in his version to make a haechan/nct dream based version so my work reaches a bigger audience!! all chapters for haechan will be released a week after i drop hyunjae's chapter, so they're both basically being updated at the same pace!

its such a large series that im assuming we'll potentially hit 100k words total since the first chapter was almost 20k and im not even halfway into the first section of the entire plot (and there's 6 total sections...), but yes haechan will have the full story!! if i discontinue haechan's version, its bc i gave up on the original bc its such a big project 💀 i am very passionate about it though and to have people like you who reach out and show their appreciation is what really keeps me going, so thank you so much for doing this again :(

if you thought the first chapter was a wild ride, i can Confirm that the second chapter is just as insane, perhaps even worse?! im excited to write it and have yall experience it :(( this is a completely new kind of genre, writing style, and everything else for me so i hold this series so close to my heart AAAA it makes me so happy to see this i hope you can see how passionate i am about inferno 😭 thank you so much for supporting and i hope you stay around 🫶 and my inbox is always open! i need more dreamzen moots I SWEAR i get so sad knowing i have almost zero to none :(

thank you again! stuff like these always motivate so many writers to stay on this hellhole of a platform, and i really really appreciate you reaching out and taking some time to send me this :(( biggest hugs!!

#inbox: anon!#so giddy knowing theres a few who have been receptive to hyuck inferno and enjoyed it!!#i put my heart and SOUL in that chapter esp bc it was my first time with smut

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sailor-aviator · 1 month

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"You kneeled before no man, but your husband wasn't just any man, was he?" - AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I LOVE this!!!!!!

Hiya! I'm the anon who sent the ask for this. You have superseded (hehe, seeded... heh... I'll get my head out of the gutter... maybe...) all my expectations!!!! I know you are an incredible writer, your series and one-shots and drabbles are all testaments to that, but for you to write to my little thought something that hits so deep (like some khm... other things do, khm... based on your beautiful writing) is just so special and I am so, so, so grateful to you!!! Thank you so much for writing this and sharing it!!!!

And I have some comments if that's okay, because I need to gush (just like a certain blond man in the end, I'm sure.... lol, I am so sorry, I can't help the unholy thoughts this man gives me!! I am so sorry!) about this some more:

"this was my area of focus for my minor lol" - omg, this is so awesome, pls tell me more about how your minor went - if you want to, of course, no pressure at all!!! I love anything relating to Norse mythology and the Viking culture, it's so cool you got to study it at uni!

"Your lips pressed gentle kisses along the thighs of your husband, leaving a trail that led right to where he needed you most. His dick stood tall and thick against his stomach, the muscles in his abdomen tensing as you teased him, mouth coming so close only to be pulled away at the last second." - okay, so I am in love with the tenderness of the whole moment!!!! I think so many of the media that has anything to do with Vikings depicts them only as rough and rash and just inconsiderate and sometimes even selfish, so it is extra special and beautiful that you created this wonderfully delicate scene for Viking!Jake and his wife!!! And I mean, your description of Jake's body is, as always, so, so, so good and vivid and I'm salivating. And I love that there is teasing!!! And that shieldmaiden is the one teasing Jake!!!! That's again something that I think is less featured in any of the Jake content out there (just like him getting overstimulated, like you said before) and I am so incredibly happy to see you feature it in this absolutely wonderful scene!!!

"“Please,” he gasped, green eyes falling closed as his head fell back." - AND JAKE BEGGING!!!!! AAAA, yesss!!!! It is so beautiful!!! And again, I love that you put this in this scene, because we need more desperate and nicely asking Jake!!! I love it when he is snarky, but him *gasping* out "please" just hits so differently and it is so satisfying and makes me melt completely!!!

"My love" as the term of endearment for both of them!!!! YESSS!!! MY HEART MELTED!!!!!

"It made you feel powerful, knowing that this feared and respected warrior was reduced to a whining, babbling mess in your hands." - this is just so beautiful, because it shows their love and trust and need for each other and want to please each other so amazingly!!!! It is so pure!!!! While also being deliciously not pure! Amazing!!!

And I LOVE how the gentleness is sustained throughout!!!!! So sweet!!!

"You kneeled before no man, but your husband wasn't just any man, was he?" - no, no he wasn't!!! Again, just shows how deeply they love each other!!!! Ahhhh, love - beautiful!!!!!

My Dear, thank you, thank you, thank you for this!!! I love it with my whole heart!!! Thank you so much for making my little thought into something so special!!! You are so talented, and we are so lucky to have you in the fandom!!! 💗 Truly, your work is incredible! 💗

Just one last thought before I leave (and so sorry about the long message!...):

Viking!Jake then would make you kneel - over his face.

Lots of love 💗

Okay, first and foremost,

NEVER

apologize for sending me long messages. I LIVE for them. They fuel me, make me stronger.

This drabble was honestly such a pleasure to write, and I highkey wish more people sent in concept asks. I'd love to start doing collections of one-shots, drabbles, and thoughts, and I would NOT be opposed to people sending in more Viking!Concepts.

I also really love Norse Mythology!! I actually wrote a paper my senior year on the likelihood and evidence for shield-maidens. Turns out while there's some historical evidence and legends surrrounding female warriors in Viking society, it was probably the exception rather than the rule, ya know? People always bring up Birka grave Bj 581 as evidence, and it's good evidence, but I think some argument could be made for the person in that grave being trans rather than a female warrior. But I'm no expert, and the science and experts say woman, so take what I said with a grain of salt ig.

I could really gush about it all day. Like we will be here forever, so let's go back to the drabble lol

You're so right when you said that media depicts Vikings (or Norseman as the general population was called), are depicted as rough and tough, which they were, don't get me wrong, but at the end of the day they were just people. There were lots of marriages of love and women were free to divorce if they wanted. Women actually held a LOT of power considering the time and their European counterparts. Women were allowed to inherit, which was super cool! Of course, there were still societal expectations. Like women weren't allowed to sleep around after they were married, but their husbands were. However, they could pretty much do whatever before they were married lol See, I told you we could be here forever.

Begging, needy Jake is such a concept and I LIVE for it. We don't get enough of Jake being the needy one or enough overstimulation, or him being teased or whatever. BEGGING???

I'm so, SO glad you liked it, Nonny!! This comment made my fucking day truly, and I've been having kind of a rough week, and this more than made up for it. Now, I DEFINITELY wouldn't be opposed to a concept of Viking!Jake making you kneel over him....

#answered #anonymous #hey nonny nonny #viking!jake #i love concepts #long post

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merakiui · 10 months

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For the Ask Game! 🥺🙋‍♀️🌞🤯⏳

if you haven't answered them already 👉👈 I hope this isn't too much for you! 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

It's not too much at all!!! I'm happy to answer more emojis. :D thank you!!!

(ask game)

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

Oooo there are too many!!! To name specific instances, Riddle's relationship with the reader in DRU always tugs on my heart. He worries so much for her and it's obvious he cares immensely. The same goes for Azul and Cater. All of these people care for Reader, but Reader doesn't care enough for herself. T_T additionally, I like when characters have a chemistry that is so good that they can just share a look and instantly connect and be on the same wavelength as the other. Like Jade and Reader in the upcoming fic. They're both aware that they're using the other for their own benefit, but that doesn't stop them from being friends. And they understand each other (to some degree) because they're both freaks. They play off of one another so incredibly well. I love it. >v<

Also, the trope of "what could have been had [xxx] not happened" always makes me weak. Sea Glass (and its sequel Moonbroch) delve into this trope a lot, especially with Reader's relationship with the man they murdered. At first you may hate him for what he did, but then the fic reveals more human facets to him and suddenly he seems so much better than the trio. It hurts even more when you note the genuine connection he had with the reader before it was compromised.

I also like the interactions Scaramouche and Reader have in another upcoming modern au fic. He's like a grumpy, hissing cat who slowly but surely learns to accept and open up to someone. The entire fic revolves around Scaramouche and his struggles with his humanity and emotions and trauma. He meets his very first friend in the last place he'd ever expect to make a friend. It puts me in my feels every time Scara realizes he's having fun talking to the reader and he quickly stifles that emotion because it's another reminder that he's human. >_< aaaa he just deserves to be loved forever.

And Bittersweet Secret!!!! Reader's relationship with Xiao is so tragic. To a very small degree, Xiao knows it's wrong to confine someone, but he can't let the reader go as they're the only good thing in his life. Without them, everything is dark and lonesome. And the reader is trying so hard to make Xiao happy and get him to smile while living with the fact that they will remain his captive forever. It's such a sad dynamic. :( they both deserve to be happy.

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

Just one person and it's my best friend. They've listened to my ramblings about various fic ideas before, and I'm always grateful when they exchange ideas with me despite not being into Genshin or twst. :D

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

I like to write at night because that's usually when I'm most inspired and focused, but sometimes I'll write in the afternoon if I'm able to.

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

This may not be a genre, per se, but research papers. Truly the bane of my existence. >:( it's not that I struggle to write them; I just don't enjoy writing them. ;;;;

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

It depends! I wrote Mother in just two hours because I was so inspired after listening to haikara. Conversely, it took nine entire months to write Azul thought 4, whereas it only took a few days to write Azul thought 2. >_< it might just be a matter of how inspired I am, how determined I am to finish a fic, how much free time I'm afforded to write, and also how complex the plot is. Sometimes it takes longer to write fics with complex plots or scenes.

#chit chat

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fruit-of-infidelity · 2 years

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【 30 Questions of CP, OC & Fandom★ 】　

「ー credits: @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat 」

ι. ʜᴏᴡ ʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ?

This year marks my 6th year in the fandom! I was introduced back in 2016, although only made my way onto tumblr come 2018.

ιι. ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ/ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ?

Reiji is my Number One! God, he owns my whole being uwu. I adore Laito, though, and is certainly a close second! But who can forget Richter? He's a guilty pleasure of mine, but not necessarily one I'd consider a boyfriend/husband (the thought is nice though~)

ιιι. ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

Well, I think I've told this story before but he was originally my least favourite when I only had consumed the anime.

The friend group I was apart of, though, wanted to divvy the boys up between the three of us, so we wouldn't "take" each other's favourites. I selected, of the Sakamaki's: Laito and Ayato, and then "got lumped with" Reiji, as no one else wanted him ><. Of course my thoughts since then have DRASTICALLY changed!

Reiji: I have no clue how to describe my reasoning in coherent words, though. Reiji is gentlemanly - even if harshly so - and a devoted and dedicated lover, sadistic yet compassionate and the perfect balance between them, one HELL of a tease (seriously, saying something terrifying or suggestive and then teasing the MC about "misinterpreting" his words only to prove her somewhat right, aaaa, makes me weak). Not to mention... he is handsome. So so handsome. He really defined my "type", which is typically men with dark hair and glasses, and the whole "suit and tie/on par with victorian" aesthetic uwu.

Laito: He was always one of my favourites, and hasn't EVER since dipped below second favourite. He's arguably the most in-depth character rejet has in DiaLovers in terms of his layers as a character, and his whole facade that's just so interesting to tear apart little by little to understand why he is who he is. He's charming too! So so charming, despite his cruel and perverted ways, which makes him all the more terrifying (and i love that hehe ><). Again, he's also gorgeous. Aaa just look at those auburn waves and his lil mole~

Richter: I'm guilty of hatin' on him long before liking him, too. He's SO INTERESTING THO. I only really started to like him come making Ryuuto, but even before then I would occasionally think "mm i wanna pick apart that handsome devils brain". His whole dynamic with Cordelia is *beyond* intriguing and i just- aaaa- i want him to have a happy ending and to be free from her clutches, and free from living in shadow of his brother too :(

ιν. ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀᴄQᴜᴀɪɴᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ?

Yes~! Plenty, but I'm sorry if I forget anyone!

Reiji: @/reijisama , @komori--shoma / @kurosawa-family, @smonie (don't know if it's "ship" per se but you're *interested* so you count hehe. plus, know that i see and lap up EVERY one of ur reiji posts mmm)

Laito: None that come to mind (so so sorry ><)

Richter: @crimson-mayhem / @retelling-of-ragnarok / @esoteric-devotion / @dilfasaurr (tagging ALL ur accounts to out you for what you are: A Richter Simp 🙄♥️ ily)

ν. ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ?

About other's liking the same character? Totally fine~! In fact, I love to see what content people push out about themselves with that boy, or push out just about that boy in general~!

νι. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴀɴʏ ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

Not animosity on my part!

Again, I used to be past of a friend group that passively encouraged jealousy (since, as mentioned before, we "divvied" up the boys so we would each have "ownership" over some). Buuut I was pretty young back then (and stupid), and those days are long, long behind me.

νιι. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴄ(ꜱ) ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴀɴ/ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ?

Yeeeessss 🙇‍♀️ Gimme all your OC content with these boys to lap up pleeeease. My fav DiaBoys, fav people, AND some god tier writing to tie it all together? Nom nom nom, i'm consuming it ALL!

νιιι. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

Not competitive per se!

I do get self-conscious from time-to-time if a ship is popular, but again, I LOVE to see that content too! It's just a me problem, I promise there is NO hostile feelings on my end!!

ιχ. ᴄᴏɴꜰɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴏʀ ᴘᴇꜱꜱɪᴍɪꜱᴛɪᴄ?

Both? I'm semi-confident in myself(?) and my ship/OC here and there but pessimism is tragically hard to shake when it does sink in for whatever reason. So both?

χ. ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ɪᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴡᴋᴇʏ?

In terms of Ryuuto x Yui/MC? I'd love for more people to know about that once his route comes out (+ the chapters for the other boys)! I'd like it to be considered as "canon" as an OC x Canon/Reader ship can be, since he is a DiaBoy himself and a romance-able character.

χι. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ (ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ꜱʜɪᴘ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ)

Yuh! Those I mentioned beforehand, I am blessed with being mutuals with~! <3

χιι. ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

I hope so! Ily ♡

χιιι. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ 'ꜱᴛᴀɴꜱ' ?

In the English-speaking fandom (or off-shoots of that), or otherwise? My opinions greatly differ depending, to be quite honest with you.

In the English-speaking fandom, and their off-shoots like the Spanish-speaking fandom, I have noticed how toxic it can be to be a "stan", or how damaging it can be to be labelled as such. It implies hostile possessiveness and comes with the reputation of being a gatekeeper, which is true in most cases ><

Otherwise? In the Japanese fandom, and such, it's usually a given that most fans you meet are probably a stan. It's more so in the sense that they have HEAPS of merchandise, visit all the cafes, or celebrate their birthday each year, or dedicate their social media to them. It's less so the whole "gatekeeping" thing, but that can become apart of it too. This is all what I observed, anyhow!

Therefore, I'd label myself a stan by the Japanese fandom standard to some extent. But I wouldn't by the English fandom standard.

χιν. ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪꜱᴍ ᴏʀ ᴄᴏᴘʏɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴄ(ꜱ) ʙʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ?

I do worry, admittedly, but it hadn't yet happened as far as I have noticed!

χν. ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ?

I'd like to think I'd approach their privately, and calmly. What happens thereon out depends on how they take my approach, I suppose? :P

χνι. ɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴘ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ᴏʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ?

Ryuuto x Yui is public~!

The universe I (and someone close to me) have made for my own self ships, however, is not despite how lengthy and detailed it is, admittedly--

χνιι. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄ ᴄᴘ ꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴡʜᴀᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ? (ɪ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ~!)

Ooh, good question~! I like a lot of them (with or without my OC), to be honest, more than I could morally tag lololol (but I still will) ><)

@retelling-of-ragnarok : I loooved Gwen x Ryuuto. Their dynamic and fun lil interactions and scenarios were to die forrrrr!!

@komori--shoma : Ryuuto and Shoma were, I think, the first OC ships on this blog! They're still so so cuuuute, i love them together since they're the right mix of wholesome and angsty.

@mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat : KouKuron is one of the best pairs I've seen on tumblr in some time! They're terrifying yet so interesting as a couple, and I enjoy every single post!

@strawberry--bride : Going for the original, though slightly less popular, ship of Shu x Sharon for this one! Her and Subaru is adorable too, but the OG ship hit hard, and has a soft spot in my heart!

@forestofschwarzwald : More of an SI (if I'm not mistaken?) x Canon ship but Victoria x Reiji was one of my biggest inspirations when coming into the fandom! Certainly a special mention. You're very, very valued <3

Aaand plenty more but I really dont want this post to be too, too long, I'm so sorryyyy <3

χνιιι. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇ ɪꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ?

Hmm, perhaps entitlement? As in, the entitlement people feel when interacting with certain OCs or canon blogs where they can act as they want, say what they wish, when it goes against that characters makeup, all because they're behind anon or like a certain character.

χιχ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴄᴘ ꜰᴇᴇᴅʙᴀᴄᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴄ(ꜱ)?

Mmm I'd like to think that feedback shouldn't be taken negatively, but instead, constructively (unless it's obviously and intentionally malicious :/). Sure I may not like something someone says but I would like to think I wouldn't be too offended by it ><

χχ. ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴄ(ꜱ) ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ?

No! There was one tiiiny message ages back by an anon about Ryuuto's hype, but nothing more than that! I got more hate on my main lol.

I'm grateful for all the lovely support instead!

χχι. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴘ?

I have Ryuuto's route that is almost complete! So, technically?

But, that is only the first part of the story (that i have hopes for anyway)! I hope to do a route for him for each game, so until they're all done, it's not at all totallyyyy complete uwu.

χχιι. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴊᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴘ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ?

In terms of his canon universe within his route and with Yui? No. I'd like to keep them seperate from ships on the blog because that's my "canon" vision for Ryuuto. However on this blog? Totally! His blog exists to serve both the canon ships and the AU ships!

χχιιι. ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴄ(ꜱ) ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ?

Oh my god pleeeease, yes! I love that, and am always so flattered that people even want Ryuuto - the asshole that he can be - to be shipped with themselves/their OC. It's so so touching ;-;

χχιν. ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ?

Personally, no. I've heard of a few horror stories though.

χχν. ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴄꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴀʀᴇ? (ᴛᴀɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ~)

Is there a "tag all" button?? No but seriously, everyone that has an OC/SI is amazing. You've done so much hard work and you all have such creative ideas! I really hope I don't forget anyone!

Victoria ( @forestofschwarzwald ), Kuron ( @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat ), Virek and Gwen ( @crimson-mayhem ), Amani ( @ayamexe ), Simone ( @smonie ), Mystic ( @mino-diabolik ), Scarlett ( @kindan-no-kanojo ), Maria ( @maria--bride ), August 🙇‍♀️ but also all the Kurosawa's & Shoma ( @komori--shoma ), Sumire ( @sumire-bride ), Irina (@iricathel ), Caria ( @cursed--requiem ), Kauze ( @kauzebridgerton ), Nunnally ( @lured-into-wonderland ).

So many of you <3

χχνι. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ?

Whenever I get notifs. That's it.

Notifs from popular OC blogs, non OC blogs, new OC blogs, anything but the bots, I always get so happy! To just know people like my content enough to like, or daresay, reblog content? Aaaa.

On that, seeing YOUR TAGS GUYS!?!? Some of you are WILD with it and I love it, and your replies (even if I forget to respond T~T) and I love you all sm for it. Also, sweet messages in my inbox.. not so much excited as it is just sweet. I'm so so touched.

Also, to the specific anon(s?) that have sent super sweet support messages (and the one that reached out with a throwaway tumblr account), you guys also mean the word. If you're reading this, I hope you've having the best day ever <3

χχνιι. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴇʀᴀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ?

The hate storm that was going around was awful. People making fake accounts to pass as the larger blogs was super terrifying, and sending awful messages was one of the scariest eras.

χχνιιι. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ?

You all. People are so sweet, supportive, and creative all around; It's so so lovely to have had an opportunity to have met some of you, even if we have only talked briefly. <3

χχιν. ꜱᴀʏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴘ~

AAAA THANK YOU?? I'm always blown away by how many people actually care about Ryuuto and his content. Promise, as always, that I'm working as best i can on his route. Just have needed a few days recently to unwind and reset after his birthday uwu.

χχχ. ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ!★★★

Naww thank youu!! All the same to you @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat for the sweet words and the fun questionnaire! Took me a lil while to do it but it was worth it!

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