#sappy sap time in the tags :3

[suashii]

hi hanni! did you have fun celebrating your anniversary? what do you end up doing if you’re comfortable sharing :) - 🎵

hello sweet thing! i did! we went to see barbie and my sneaky boyfriend actually made reservations for a rooftop restaurant so we went there too; we got to watch the sunset which was super pretty!

[vodika-vibes]

Hello there! Congrats for the followers! For the bouquet requests, may I have Red Carnation (Deep Romantic Love) and Lilac (First Love) for Rex with f!reader and fluffsies? Where it's Rex's first relationship and maybe reader's pottering about in a balcony garden and snipping some flowers to put in a vase (like snapdragons, cornflowers, calendulas, and carnations) and he just loves reader's little mumblings and mumblings? Maybe a hug from behind from Rex (or for Rex? Don't mind!)?

I'm such a sap and so many of those flowers have a place in my heart, but these two (rose and pansy also but i could only put two in the bouquet haha!) are some of my favourite flowers of all time! I'm desperate fr spring and summer to see my plants come back up and see what self seeders have survived this mild December and very frozen January, so tha tmay show in this ask 😅

Take your time and no obligation <3

(@eternal-transcience)

Fairy Tales

Summary: It's a beautiful spring day, and you get to spend the day with the love of your life, Rex.

Pairing: Captain Rex x F!Reader

Word Count: 1020

Warnings: This is sappy

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: So, full disclosure, I only know how to repot plants because mom made me garden as a punishment as a child (so in my brain gardening is still a punishment) luckily, Home Depot has very handy gardening tips on their website. Also, I hope Rex is in character her. He's surprisingly hard to write. But I hope you enjoy it!

If someone were to ask you what your favorite time of year was, you would immediately answer the spring. You love watching the snow melt and feeling the bitter cold of winter fade into the gentle warmth of the spring.

But your absolute favorite part of spring is watching your flowers bloom.

Being able to wake up each morning and peeking out your window to see if there’s a hint of color on your balcony, it’s everything you love about the spring. 

And this year, this year you get to introduce your love of spring to your new boyfriend. You couldn’t be more excited if you tried.

Speaking of said boyfriend-

Strong arms slide around your waist and warm lips press against the back of your head, “You look like you’re having fun, mesh’la.” Rex murmurs against the back of your head, and then he shifts and rests his chin on your shoulder, “What are you doing, anyway?”

You flash him a small grin, “I’m repotting some of my plants. They’ve outgrown their smaller pots. Do you want to help?”

“I’m not sure how much help I’ll be.” Rex warns as he tightens his arms around your waist, “I can’t exactly claim that I’m something of an expert on plants.”

A laugh slips from your lips, “Oh, Rex,” You set the pot you’re handling down on the table, and turn in his arms so you’re able to look at him properly, “You don’t have to be an expert, I’m happy to teach you.” You wrap your arms around his waist, “And if you’re not interested in learning, then I’ll be happy with your company.”

Rex’s smile is soft as he watches you, “I don’t mind helping. This is important to you, right? I want to learn so I can help you.”

You stare at him for a moment, and then you press your face against his shoulder, feeling like you’re about to melt into a puddle. How can this man be so soft and sweet? It should be illegal to love someone as much as you love him.

“Mesh’la?”

You pull away and grin up at him, “Sorry, I’m just thinking about how much I love you.”

He averts his gaze shyly for a moment, and you are unable to hide your giggles as you press your face back against his shoulder and inhale the scent that’s pure Rex.

You’ve never loved anyone as much as you love Rex.

All of those stories you read as a child, about True Love and happily ever afters, they always seemed like they were exaggerations. After all, you’ve been in love before, and it never felt like how the stories claimed. 

And then you met Rex.

Sweet Rex. Kind Rex. Gentle Rex.

Rex who smiles at you like you are his only source of joy. Rex who touches you like you’re made of the finest gemstones. Rex who managed to make you believe in Fairy Tales again, so long as it’s with him.

Rex, who’s never been in a relationship before you, but knows that you’re his happily ever after.

You release a love-struck sigh and turn your head slightly to look up at him. Rex is watching  you, and though you see his cheeks darken at the way you look at him, he just chuckles and presses his hand over your eyes, “You need to stop looking at me like that.”

“And how am I looking at you?” You ask as you duck under his hand.

“Like I hung the stars in the sky just for you.”

You laugh softly, your love struck smile becoming something smaller, but no less loving, “Is that so bad?”

He ducks his head and kisses the tip of your nose, “We’re also not going to get anything done if you keep looking at me like that.”

“Is this your way of saying that I need to focus?” You tease.

“I suppose one of us has to be the mature one,” He teases right back. Rex kisses your nose one last time, and then gently spins you so that you’re facing the table again, “So. Walk me through it.” He says as he slides his arms around your waist again.

“It’s really easy,” You reply, “First, you need to choose a pot. Which…I have already done, so you can skip that step.” He chuckles low in his ear and your face heats, “Shush, I didn’t think you would want to help, so I already bought everything I needed.”

Rex kisses your cheek, “Next time we can go together.”

“It’s a date,” You say brightly, “Anyway! You fill the new pot with soil, and then you remove the plant from the old pot and loosen the roots, and then stick it in the new pot, add more soil, water it and done!” You gesture to the green plant dramatically, “See, easy.”

You glance at Rex and see that he’s watching you with a look of adoration on his face.

“What?” You ask, suddenly feeling shy.

“I love you so much,” He murmurs.

Your face heats, but a delighted smile crosses your face, “I didn’t do anything special.”

“You don’t have to do anything special. You’re you. It’s more than enough.” Rex murmurs, and then he kisses your cheek again, “Is it always like this? Being in love?”

“I hope so,” You reply, “I thought I’ve loved before, but it never felt so…”

“So-?”

“Perfect.” You finish with a small smile, “Natural. Easy.”

He laughs softly, “Well, in that case, I’m glad that I fell for you first. I would hate to have a subpar experience.”

You laugh, “Well, I’m happy to be of service.”

His arms tighten a little more, and then loosen again, “Alright, let me try. I’m sure I can’t mess this up too badly.”

He releases you and moves to stand next to you, and you immediately turn to slide your arms around his waist.

You have no way of knowing what the future holds, but you hope that there’s a lot more of this. Soft and warm and happy, surrounded by flowers and love.

[bg-brainrot]

Day 3 of winter fluff! A bit more sappy than fluffy but hey, sometimes they need some sap.

Prompt: Gifts

Featuring: Astarion x Rogue!Tav

Series: Part of Love at First Knife, AO3 link here

Premise: Astarion and you love stealing gifts for each other all the time, so when it comes to a Winter Solstice present, you’re stumped on what to give him. You’re not particularly talented at things that aren’t killing, so you ask your good friend Shadowheart for advice. It turns out Astarion had much the same issue.

Tags: POV Second Person, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Fluff, Holidays, post-canon

Word count: 1.5k

“Shadowheart, I need your help!” you say to the cleric, who’s currently sitting at your dining table. She'd come over for drinks and stayed the night, providing you with the perfect opportunity to get her opinion.

She looks up from her morning meal to your sudden, panicked appearance. “Good morning to you too.”

“Good morning,” you say with a huff. “Now, would you please help me?”

“That depends,” she says, lolling her head to the side pensively. “Are you here for the exact same reason Astarion ambushed me this morning?”

You give her a confused look, as if to say, ‘how-the-hells-am-I-supposed-to-know-that’ and respond with a pleading, “Shadowheart.”

"You're both so predictable," she says with a sigh. "Very well, what do you need help with?"

"It's almost the Winter Solstice and I don't know what to get Astarion." It's the first Winter Solstice you'll spend together, and while you were looking forward to having some company over for a Midwinter celebration in a few weeks, this holiday would just be for the two of you.

Shadowheart purses her lips knowingly, and you belatedly realize what she'd meant.

"He asked you too, didn't he?"

"He did," she says, taking an excruciatingly long sip from her goblet of what you strongly suspect is more wine. "And I'm going to tell you the exact same thing I told him: you're the only one who knows what would be meaningful."

"What kind of advice is that?" you ask with a scoff, before you start to walk off.

"Funny, he said the same thing."

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Despite your complaints, Shadowheart's advice does prove useful. When you finally sit down to think, you come up with a few strong candidates for presents.

A new dagger– he keeps talking about how one of his current ones has a hilt that cuts into his thumb.

A new pomade for his curls– he’s noted a few times that the kind he uses doesn't take well to the cold.

A skeleton key – you're not sure how difficult it would be to obtain, but he's mentioned one more than enough times that you're certain he would make good use of it. 

But all of these things are so… normal. After all of the adventures you've lived though together in such a short amount of time, none of these items feel like enough.

What can I get him? You pace, you yell, you assure the man in question that you're perfectly fine, thanks for asking.

It's not until Astarion's distracted by his meditation that an idea finally clicks. Aha!

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"Well darling, I know we said nothing too much this year– after all we found each other, the greatest gift of all," Astarion says with an exaggerated hair toss, to which you give an amused snort. "But I couldn't help myself." 

He hands you an ornate metal box, atop which a large red ribbon is expertly tied. "Astarion," you say with a gasp. "This looks too nice!"

"If you think the wrapping is nice, wait until you open it," he says with a cheeky, fanged grin.

"Wait– before I open it!" 

You're both seated before your fireplace, cuddled up on a couch. So when you suddenly jolt up, ruining Astarion's cozy lean into you, you just hear a disgruntled, 'really, darling!' 

Paying no mind to his complaint, you go to where you hid your present for him. You have a quick moment of concern, is it enough? Will he like it? But your excitement to give him the gift overrides all others, so you scoop it up and return to your lover.

"Here, let’s open them together,” you say, depositing your far-less-impressive gift box on his lap. It’s still a nice wooden box with a gold ribbon tying it together, which Astarion gladly takes.

“Oh darling, you shouldn’t have,” he says, with unabashed joy on his face. 

You sit facing one another and open your gifts on the count of three. 1… 2… 3!

A moment later you have the ribbon off and the box opened in front of you to see a set of three items, each more beautifully embroidered than the last: a silken black scarf, a pair of delicate black lambskin leather gloves, and a black hooded cloak.

On the first, you see a pattern of red azaleas along the edges, a flower with nectar often used in poisons. Your knowledge of toxins was one of the things you’d first bonded over– you remember entering a vivid conversation with him over the merits of various poisonous plants and which venoms were worth using in combat.

On the second, you see a gold pattern of thieves’ cant symbols along the rim of the gloves. You take a moment to read the text, easily slipping into the written language of rogues. The left glove says, ‘together we fight’ and the right glove says, ‘together we stay.’ How appropriate for a matching set of gloves, you think.

On the third, the cloak, the embroidery is done in a dark gray thread, likely to keep it practical for hiding in the shadows. The effect is subtle but beautiful, as you see that Astarion has detailed out two sections of the cloak. On one side is a deadly looking dagger, a snake wrapped around it. Next to that is a matching dagger with a bat hanging from it. You smile at it, a deep affection gripping your heart– it’s the two of you.

“Oh Astarion,” you say, looking back to him with a lump in your throat.

The man in question is still absorbed with one of your gifts, and you realize he’s likely unable to hear you right now. 

Before him lay your own presents: a new dagger, like you’d planned for, a new pommade which it appears he’s already opened, and the object he’s currently using. In his hands is a smooth, fist-sized orb, glassy in appearance but clouded over now as Astarion uses it. With some assistance from Gale, you’d managed to procure a memory orb, an object that allows you to store up to ten minutes of memories and relive those memories by concentrating on the object. 

You’d filled it with memories of the two of you, including hugs, kisses, moments of love and excitement. It was a cacophonous melody of your time together so far, and one that seems to be a tune to Astarion’s liking, judging from the smile on his face as he concentrates on the object.

After the ten minutes elapses, he emerges from the memory to find you already wearing the gifts he’s made you. “Astarion, I can’t believe you made these in such a short amount of time,” you say, as soon as he’s back. “They’re amazing.”

He laughs breathlessly, head still swimming with memories. “I’m glad you like them, dear. It certainly helps that I can embroider while you sleep.”

“Well, you outdid yourself,” you say, showing off your gloved hands to him. “Every little detail is just so perfect. Thank you, love.”

“Of course,” he says and his smile overwhelms you with its brilliance. “And your gifts, especially the orb... darling, that was…” He trails off, looking at you with glassy eyes. 

“It wasn’t too sappy?” you ask him, knowing how uncomfortable he gets when things get too mushy.

He shakes his head at you, and grabs your gloved hands in his. “Not at all. It was fantastic. Seeing myself through your memories… I guess I see why you fell for me.” His fanged grin is wicked, but the love behind his eyes is unmistakable. 

“You were annoying easily to fall for, love,” you say with a wistful sigh. You pause a moment and tug on his arms. “I confess, I also wanted to get you a skeleton key, but I’m starting to think those are a myth.”

Astarion laughs, placing the rest of the presents on a side table and pulling you closer. “Isn’t that sweet of you? No need dear, there’s nothing behind a lock that I need that badly, not when I have you.” He presses a soft peck on your lips as he drags you onto him.

“Wintertime has done something to you, love,” you say, curling into his lap. “I’ve never seen you so sappy.”

The man grimaces, but holds you close all the same. “Please don’t say that near Shadowheart, she’s already accused me of something heinous.” 

“Oh? What’s that?”

“She said I was ‘getting into the holiday spirit’,” he answers, all but gagging on his own words. “Ridiculous. I just enjoy lavishing you with gifts.”

You wrap your arms around his neck and say, “You are quite good at that.”

“Mmhm,” he murmurs happily at your praise. Carefully unwrapping your new scarf from your neck, he begins peppering you with kisses. Each sends a jolt of electricity down your spine and you only hold him tighter. “You know, some of those memories were quite… well, memorable. Would you care to recreate any?”

The only response you can manage under his fervent kisses is a pleased hum. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you make a note to thank Shadowheart for her sage gift-giving advice.

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

Hi how are you? Ask game time!

16, 47, 65 & 93?

:)

Hi anon!! I’m doing wonderfully rn! God bless the end of finals and the upcoming summer break. How are you? (Should you feel comfortable enough to reply, of course! I don’t bite :3) Thank you for giving me a chance to ramble :3 um. 16 got long so it’s at the bottom 🥰

47: how well-decorated is your bedroom?

That depends! If you mean well decorated as in how much decoration, yes, lots! Well as in nice/aesthetic um? I like it, but I know my maximalist style can be a Lot for some people LMAO. I have posters and D&D art everywhere, a rainbow carpet, Christmas lights strung through my bookshelf, knick knacks everywhere, etc.

65: do you have a Signature Outfit™?

Oh yes absolutely. Or at least a signature formula: graphic t-shirt under matching button up, jeans or shorts, maybe a cap or beanie. Here’s my favorite button up and jeans just for sillies :3

93: favorite game?

In an every context possible way (board game vs video game vs ttrpg), D&D, hands fucking down. But in terms of video games, I adore the Mass Effect series. No other video game series has made me cry quite so much. Baldur’s Gate 3 is a close second, though I am still in Act 3.

16: is there anyone you're not biologically related to that you consider "family"?

ABSOLUTELY. In fact, why don’t I tag those of them that exist here as an excuse to be a huge fucking sap about it and so you all can go follow them. (Uh. This gets long, so adding a read more thing. I get sappy after 10 pm oopsies)

While I am no longer in the fandom that brought us all together (nor are most of them), I do have to thank that fandom for being what put us all in one place. One beta reading comment left on a fic inspired me to finally pick up D&D again after years of failed campaigns—and we’ve been going strong near a year and a half now. This D&D group is fucking everything to me. These people have been with my through the lowest points of my life and I owe everything to them. Not only are they all talented in art, writing, poetry, and the many things they do, but they are all absolutely incredible people and the best friends I ever could have asked for. One little comment genuinely changed my life.

@daughterofdrearburh is one of the coolest people in the world. She’s smart as a whip, hilarious as fuck, and one of the kindest hearts I’ve ever met. If you get the chance, you should bug her about her novel (I am the number one Starblossom fan) and about her horse, Ginger, who she has made incredible strides with. I admire her a lot. Also about her homebrew/framkensteined together TTRPG she’s running, because it’s a fucking blast!!

@ninthhousesteel was actually the first of the gang that I was mutuals with!! She’s also incredibly funny (probably the most hilarious person I know, seriously they pop out of fucking nowhere with one liners that’ll leave you in stitches). She’s so fucking smart and doing incredible things in engineering (I may not understand it, but I know they’re going to do great things), as well as being a great artist and wonderful writer. Also? Incredible taste in music, frankly. Another thing to bug them about!

@haaawaiianshirt is like. I don’t even know where to start. The best personality ever. She’s funny, outgoing, unbelievably sweet, with just the right amount of bite! She’s like summertime personified, just warm and the best to be around. You can’t help but smile. Add onto that the most delicious art style and an incredible talent for so many different crafts (ask her about crochet beast!!). They’re going to be famous one day for being behind the set design of all your favorite theme parks and theme park rides.

@candle-lion is so COOL. I genuinely look up to her so so so much. Again with the super funny (literally can’t breathe with this group, you will be in stitches). One of the most talented writers I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading, an incredible DM, master at roleplay and making characters you can’t help but fall in love with, as a player or a DM. I admire everything she does in teaching—she is exactly the kind of teacher that our world is in desperate need of. She’s going to change lives, I just know it.

@lavenderlevetan where Emmie is summertime, Eve is autumn. She’s so unbelievably chill, a breath of fresh air to be around, a warm mug of tea of a person, if you catch my drift. She’s so sweet and so smart and sooo wonderful to hang out with, with possibly the most lovely laugh ever. Her writing is immaculate, and god I just LOVE the way she builds characters. You can’t help but be sucked into their inner workings. And yet another incredible artist!!

@suwunnysideup the master storyteller. I have never met someone with such a skill for weaving together stories and characters in such a beautiful web that you can’t help but be starstruck. Seriously, the world building is insane and so in depth, you can see how much they really care. They’re a fucking riot and my best fucking friend. Once again, another insanely talented artist, I need to shake their art like a chew toy. Ask them about carpe diem :3

And last but not least, while not an active PC in our main campaign, the group would not be complete without @avocadosockz . Our resident meme maker, comedian, character arc instigator, beloved guest star NPC, and best audience in the world—while also joining our side campaign as the funniest possible character choice in the world (ask her about Sadie!). Another amazingly supportive person who I appreciate with all of my heart, I love bouncing evil ideas off of her in DMs to enact upon the rest of the party. Excited for our next little scheme >:3

That’s the D&D group covered but I’m not done, if you would believe it. I will take every single chance to be a complete sap about my friends.

More people I met through fandom! I haven’t talked to them as much in recent months, which I’m terribly guilty about, they are all incredible people. @lionydoorin is a wonderful artist and a super sweet person, someone you can always rely on. They’re going to med school and I know they’re going to be fucking amazing in their field. @idyllghost is another rad artist and one of my first really good friends here in Tumblr! He’s so sweet, so funny, and so good at poetry and writing too. An artistic genius in so many ways.

@whiteredrose13 is possibly my oldest internet friend. I think we’re going on?? 5+ years now? Which isn’t much compared to some of y’all, but it’s a lot to me. Rose is one of the kindest, most supportive people in the entire world. She’s so unbelievably patient, listening to me ramble on and on about my D&D campaign and my unfinished writings. Speaking of, because I’m literally surrounded by talent, they are yet another insanely wonderful artist AND writer, with an incredible world and the most lovable OCs ever. Gabe and Ana and their entire family will always live rent free in my brain 🫶

And a special shout-out to the one irl friend who has stuck by me through everything 🫶 Elaina is so kind, so funny, so fucking smart, the best taste in music, one of my favorite people to talk for hours with. I wish we hung out more :,) (Side note, Em I’m realizing the two of you are like two sides of the same coin and would get along so we’ll probably)

If I forgot anyone, know that you are loved in equal measure, I am simply sleepy and functioning on post finals brain fry 🫶

[theawkwardterrier]

writing patterns tag game

Rules: post the last sentence from your 10 most recently posted fics (less if you don't have 10 is also fine).

Tagged by the extremely delightful @flyinghome-againstthewind!

Won't You Walk With Me (out of the mouth of this holler): Perhaps they will be arm in arm, but, you are certain, they’ll be walking out for all to see, in that way that they have done everything for all of these years: together, two bodies bound tightly by one shared and deserving heart.

All the Ways Home: He wants to quietly hold his wife as they dream of all their tomorrows.

Have Yourself a Scheming Little Christmas: “I could never be too tired for that,” Sharon says with a little laugh, but she is actually feeling sleepy again, so she turns and follows Nat down the hall, glancing over her shoulder one last time at their parents, all ready for another Christmas together.

Working Women: “But just now I don’t know that I need any more than this.”

Roots and Wings: “No, she already has everything she needs simply because I’m her mother,” and she lets the quiet joy of that certainty carry her into this, their next chapter of forever.

After the War Is Over (Will There Be Any Home Sweet Home?): For that is the largest, truest, most exceptional gift they give to each other as they are married: themselves, the promises of understanding and belonging and partnership between them on this day and every day to come, the knowledge that they are, finally and forever, found.

Muscle Memory: And she nestles further against him as, hand in hand, they bring each other home.

Bake On: By the way she kisses him, she agrees.

(might not be our time yet) that doesn’t mean I ever love you any less: Breaking several laws of physics, he is home by 3:48.

A Full and Stumbling Heart: He stands first, reaching his hand out for hers, and she takes it, squeezing tight and believing in them, in the future they are building, as they go to welcome their friend together.

(Sooooomeone's the sappiest sap in the whole sappy world and always wants the final word especially to be cozy.)

Tagging anyone who wants it with a particular callout to my true and forever meme buddy @lavellenchanted

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

HOOLY GUACAMOLE!! 2K!!!! I can't thank you all enough for being here and sticking with me through everything. My spontaneous breaks, my break downs, my rant posts, and most of all... Thank you all for reading my fics!!

TIME FOR SOME TREE SAP!!!

@slayhyunjin : THANK YOU FOR TALKING TO ME AND REQUESTING AND JUST... TALKING TO ME. I LIKE TALKING TO PEOPLE AND YOUR FEEDBACK ON MY FICS ALWAYS BRINGS ME LIFE AND MAKES ME SO HAPPY!!! LOVE U SM!!! <3

@lovesunshinefelix : I SEE YOU IN MY ACTIVITY FEED AND I SAW YOU IN MY ASK BOX AND I APPRECIATE YOU!! HELLO!!! HI!! I LOVE YOU TOO!! <3 THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!!

@peachbokkie : YOU MAKE WRITING THE BEFORE YOU FALL/CHOOSE SERIES TO MUCH MORE EXCITING! I WRITE EVERY CHAPTER IN ANTICIPATION TO YOUR REACTION! I LOVE YOUR REBLOGS AND YOUR COMMENTS AND YOUR TAGS! YOU MAKE WRITING IN GENERAL SO MUCH MORE FUN BECAUSE FEEDBACK AND COMMENTS ARE LITERALLY EVERYTHING TO ME! THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU!! <3

@moon0fthenight : I PROMISE I SEE ALL OF YOUR ASKS AND I WILL GET TO THEM WHEN I CAN!!! IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME THAT YOU'VE BEEN FOLLOWING ME SINCE MY MASTERLIST WAS EMPTY, IT'S CRAZY, THAT FEELS LIKE SO LONG AGO. THANK YOU FOR BEING WITH ME SINCE THE BEGINNING!! I LOVE YOUUUU!! <3

@whatudowhennooneseesyou : THE QUEEN! SO BEAUTIFUL! SO LOVELY! I WISH I HAD MORE TIME TO READ EVERYTHING YOU'VE BEEN PUTTING OUT! BUT YOU ARE THE REASON, THE START, OF THE YANDERE LEE KNOW SERIES, YOU WERE MY VERY FIRST REQUEST!! I TRULY BELIEVE THAT I WOULDN'T BE MAKING MY 2K FOLLOWER SAPPY POST IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOU, SO THANK YOU!! <3 I LOVE YOU!!!

@sunflwryu : I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'LL SEE THIS, I DON'T KNOW IF YOU STILL GET ON OR CHECK YOUR TUMBLR, BUT YOU'RE IN HERE TOO!! I LOVE YOU LIKE A LITTLE SISTER AND I HOPE EVERYTHING IS STILL GOING AS AMAZING AS IT WAS WHEN YOU LAST MESSAGED ME, YOU DESERVE THE WORLD AND EVERYTHING GOOD IN IT. <3

@sb0208cb / @inniessick : HAVE I BEEN A GHOST? ABSO-FRICKING-LUTELY! DO I FEEL LIKE SHIT ABOUT IT! YOU'RE GOD DAMN RIGHT I DO! I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T MESSAGED YOU OR TEXTED YOU, BUT I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I APPRECIATE YOU AND I LOVE TALKING TO YOU <3 I'M SO PROUD OF YOU AND THE FICS YOU'VE WRITTEN (YES I DO CHECK UP ON YOUR PAGE TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE STILL GETTING THE LIKES AND REBLOGS AND COMMENTS THAT YOU DESERVE). I LOVE YOU <3

AND NOW FOR...!!! WRITERS THAT I STAN AND FOLLOW RELIGIOUSLY BECAUSE THEIR WORK IS AMAZING AND YOU SHOULD FOLLOW AND READ THEIR STUFF AS WELL IF YOU DON'T ALREADY!!

@inniejeonginnie : the first dates headcanon was honestly the cutest damn thing I've ever read, and I wish I could reread it just to feel that fuzzy feeling I felt when reading all the members headcanons one more time for the first time. You put every single one of my exes to shame with your words and I thank you because I realize now my standards should have been higher and now they are. We all deserve the first dates that you wrote. Thank you so much, I love you <3

@telesvng : Your text posts are *chefs kiss* just amazing and perfect and I wait for them to pop up on my main page when I open tumblr. I'm so glad that I came across one of your posts and started following you because you're amazing. Thank you for posting, I love you <3

@feelbokkie : Thank you for feeding my delusions. Thank you for writing. Thank you for your contributions to my imagination. I usually read your text posts before bed because it further feeds into my dream delusions... So thank you!!! Thank you so much for being an amazing writer and I can't wait to read more of your work. I love you <3

(yes I end almost every thank you with an I love you -platonically obviously- but everyone deserves to be told that they're loved, and that they're appreciated. So thank you all again, and I love you <3)

[mimssides]

Ich habe 1.278 Mal im Jahr 2022 etwas gepostet

Das sind 372 more posts als 2021!

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#<- you have talked to your financeee right? while they appear to be loganesque they do have a murderous remus spark in them/lh

Meine Top-Einträge im Jahr 2022:

#5

Hey Eir! How about Logince for the ship ask game? <3

Who said “I love you” first Roman. Look, passion bubbles in his chest and his nerd is falling in love with him. He has to profess his love to him!

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background They are both saps and have the picture of the other as background. Or maybe even matching ones with Logan reasoning that it is "only logical" and Roman totally supporting his boyfriend's logical thinking.

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror Roman. Logan thinks it's cute but sometimes gets annoyed at the smudges. but when Ro has a rough time, Logan might just draw a little heart on the mirror and it always manages to cheer Roman up.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts Logan. He's bad at love languages but also has the instincts of a magpie and knows "cheesy glitter things make Roman go brrr". Man has never bought roses but there are about twenty cat heart figurines in Roman's shelf designated for sappy gifts from his boyfriend.

Who initiated the first kiss Mutual effort. Just a look and both started to lean in. It was one of the few moments they just agreed on what to do next. Really they still often kiss like that.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning Roman kisses Logan awake. Both of them don't sleep a lot but Logan has the tendency to stay a little longer in bed when he has nothing scheduled. So when that occurs, Roman might get up first, make some coffee, prepare some breakfast, and goes back to bed to kiss his beloved awake. Logan does enjoy the pampering.

Who starts tickle fights Roman. Though Logan always wins and he still believes that one day he will end up the winner. He won't😌

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower Roman. When he has a high need for affection he will ask for them to shower together. Usually, Logan complies since he understands that Roman needs some extra care. Also, sometimes it's nice to have cuddly (or a little horny) prince in the shower with you.

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch Roman started it but they regularly show up at the other's workspace just as a surprise. At Logan's workplace though nobody knows that Roman is Logan's boyfriend because Roman keeps it down a lot whereas everyone at Roman's workplace is very aware of their relationship because the first thing Logan did when he visits Roman is kiss him straight on the lips.

Who was nervous and shy on the first date Neither. Their first official date was on a dare and they bickered and tried to outdo the other the whole time only to realise at the end that they had a great time together. They were both a little timid on the second date though.

Who kills/takes out the spiders Roman. Let him be the brave hero he wants to be. Logan is very deadpan about being saved from the foul beasts but he lets him do it.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk Logan. Roman is just whiny and clingy when drunk but Logan goes out of his way to loudly present Roman to everybody around them and says how beautiful and attractive he is, and how he is the best kisser, and that he loves him so very much.

Aah. I love them so much. Such good boys.

41 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 20. September 2022

#4

Well, here it goes! Have fun @lickoutyourbrains and @thecrowslullaby 😉 Also inspired by this picture I drew

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“Fuck, Virgil, I can’t believe I say this, but stop cackling like a madman! I think we have a fucking problem right now,” Remus shouted slowly lowering his phone away from the lightly drugged deceitful facet in front of him.

Janus was still weakly gnawing at the huge not ostrich egg somebody, (thank you Roman) had left in the living room, and while he looked objectively adorable with his dilated eyes and drooling all over the shell but knowing now what the egg really was and considering how long Janus had already been like this, they may have had reasons to worry. Virgil apparently didn’t agree and was still cackling as Remus stopped filming and walked over to Janus and the egg. He stemmed his hands in his hips and sighed as Janus rubbed his face against the shell like a cat would do to claim its possession over the object of their choosing.

“Do the effects of the ‘snakenip’ always hold on that long?” Logan asked from the side.

By now the teacher wasn’t looking nearly as smug as in the beginning and Remus shot him a pissed grin.

“Oh having second thoughts on your revenge now?” he said lowly. “Drugging someone because they ate the rest of your crofters is such a funny thought, really! You’re the pinnacle of humour!”

Logan sputtered and walked up next to Remus: “Virgil reassured me that it would last barely 5 minutes! I even halved the doses he recommended!”

A sudden realisation hit Remus and at once Virgil was very still. In slow motion, Remus turned around to face the anxious side who suddenly became really small. Remus growled at him, ready to jump as Virgil promptly sunk out. With a scream Remus was about to run after him to his room, only stopped by Roman holding him in place and telling him that violence wouldn’t help the issue at hand. They would have to fix this first before he could deal with Virgil.

“You’re the one talking!” Remus snapped at Roman but turned back to Janus and his egg. “Why the fuck would you take the egg of a fucking DRAGON?! Are you out of your mind?!”

“The knights of the kingdom hat already slain the mother when I got there! And I couldn’t leave the egg! The poor thing would die on its one, and if not it would probably plot revenge against my kingdom for killing its mom, so bringing it here and hatching it, seemed like a reasonable choice at the time!” Roman explained himself weakly.

Remus just shot him a stink eye. He would have to kill some stupid knights. Or torture them, if he wanted to be really mean.

A grumpy snarl captured Remus’s attention back on Janus and he looked at his high gremlin and the egg. He had stopped trying to chew on it and was now full-on hugging the darn thing.

“That looks kinda cute,” Patton commented.

Remus didn’t think so though. Cursing under his breath he finally approached Janus and tried to pry him away from the egg. Unsurprisingly to Remus, Janus didn’t budge an inch. The imp was using his snake strength to hold onto the damned egg.

“Nerd get here and help me separate them before he imprints on that fucking egg!” Remus snarled through his teeth.

Logan didn’t move and Remus shot him an angry glare to which he answered: “Why me? I’m not known for my strength and what do you mean with imprinting?”

“You, because you are responsible for him being like this and because the other two idiots are going to prepare a nest for anthe egg-” he shot Patton and Roman a unquestionable glare to which both responded by rapidly scrambling away - “and ‘imprinting’ means exactly what it means! He’s gonna get attached to the freaking thing and we’re gonna have to deal with a baby dragon following him around 24/7 if we’re not doing something. Right. Now.”

That was all it took for Logan to get into motion and he ran to Remus’s side to help him pull Janus away from the egg. Logan slung his hands around Janus’s middle as Remus tried to pry away Janus’s arms from the egg.

“How on earth is he this strong? He’s half my size,” Logan groaned.

Huffing in agreement Remus managed to pry the gloved hands away which caused Janus to whine in dismay.

“Oh please,” Logan grumbled and yanked Janus away, “you’ll be grateful for this once your mind is back here with us.”

For a second Janus’s grip loosened as he heard Logan’s voice so close by his ear and the two mad scientists managed to pry him away from his snack/baby. Remus pulled Logan further away from the egg and motioned him to settle on the couch with Janus on his lap.

“Don’t let go of him yet. He might try to get back to it before we can get it to its nest,” Remus explained.

Before Logan could agree to it Janus whined on his lap: “you TAKE EGG from janus? you take his precious like the lollipop from the baby? oh! oh! jail for sides! jail for sides for One Thousand Years!!!!”

“Oh lord.”

“Shit. Now he’s getting into his cranky state,” Remus said bemused and watched him wiggle in Logan’s lap.

“What am I supposed to do now?” Logan asked panicking.

“I don’t know! I’m here for the chaos and you for the brains! Think of something!”

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58 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 27. Februar 2022

#3

Idea for an angsty Roman AU

Roman wants to disappear but doesn't want to influence Thomas badly. So he takes the most important functions out of him one night and distributes them to the other sides one night before he disappears into the Imagination. Janus, Logan and Virgil receive them, with a note on their door (he doesn't want to overwhelm Patton even more and Remus already has enough as the sole Creativity from now on).

Janus gets the "Ego" and his note says: You always wanted Thomas to thrive. I wasn't brave enough to stand up for him while you were. I trust you to get him farther than I ever could.

Logan gets the "Hopes" and his note says: Maybe you are a robot but you always had a figuratively big heart. I know that with your mind Thomas will be able to find a way to make his hopes come true.

Virgil gets the "Wants" and his note says: You already have proven to be braver and more determined than I back then with Nico, even though you didn't want it as badly as I did. With them, you will make Thomas unstoppable.

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That's the concept and then I have also this idea for what might happen later:

The others have found Roman in the Imagination. He's no longer Roman though; he's the Hero, the Prince, the Knight who is saving the people in a small valley at the border of the Imagination. They try to talk with him, convince him to come back. Janus explains that he is not meant to hold the ego and protect it. Virgil says his focus is getting even worse with the additional desires, Roman has handed over to him. The Hero deflects, even tells them how to deal with it better, how Roman dealt with it and both have to admit that his solutions weren't that bad. Still, they tried to insist for Roman to come back. The Hero ignores it.

Logan takes his turn to talk with him. Speaks of all these hopes Thomas has, all the plans and ideas and the Hero smiles fondly as Logan tells him as much.

L: Now you must see that you need to take them back, correct?

H: I do not, no. I'm no longer the Roman you are talking off, and you of all of them must know.

L: Nonsense. Roman is the Hero and Prince you are. He and you are one side.

H: Roman was more than I am. And you know it. You know that what I am now is flat and simple. I am the things, which made Roman fallible. I am the Hero who saved the people he threw into danger. I am the Prince with no kingdom to inherit. I am the knight with the will to fight and no monster to slay.

L: No-

H: Yes. (He says kindly but with no space to disagree) And Thomas doesn't need a Hero, a Prince, or a Knight. He needs his Ego in the hands of the guardian of beginnings and ends, always able to find a way to hide and protect it if needed. He needs his Wants represented by the fiercest fighter, always willing to push further and knowing his own limits all the same. He needs his Hopes collected by-

L: -a realist? A teacher? I don't see how I am the best fit for this.

The Hero smiles.

H: He needs his Hopes collected by a scientist with the wondrous mind of a child. You spoke and tried to persuade me with the words of an excited elementary schooler. Roman had hoped (ha) that his facet would bring that wonder back to you. He had missed it in you.

Logan is taken aback. He didn't expect this.

L: What are you insinuating?

H: When you were children, you would help him with his ideas. When you were studying you would help form his ideals and hopes over the years, through the topics you read and learnt about. Roman's domain isn't simple and clear cut. The contents of what he controls are highly influenced by all of you. Thomas's beliefs will shape his Wants, as well as his self-preservation, does. The Ego is a reflection of what we think other people see in us. It's an interpretation. His Hopes are connected deeply with his fears and his knowledge of what is possible and what is not. These important parts of Roman, you all made.

Logan shakes his head. The Hero steps up to him and squeezes his shoulder.

H: The Hero is the one thing that is uniquely Roman. It's what wasn't influenced by any of you but by Thomas. The Hero, the Prince, and the Knight. That's unique about Roman.

Logan's breath hitches.

H: And that's not something Thomas needs anymore.

140 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 5. März 2022

#2

Our Prince❤️

184 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 16. April 2022

Meine #1 des Jahres 2022

I couldn't resist.

Logan put snakenip in his wine as revenge for stealing his Crofters. Remus is filming, Virgil is hollering in the corner, Patton is very concerned and Roman has yet to correct Remus that this isn't a ostrich egg.

Inspiration for the pic is from this post.

206 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 30. Januar 2022

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[rainuponme]

Every stalk matters.

Being a florist, I learned that every stage of the floristing process was a bed of lessons that God had for me. It was not always with awe that I selected the flowers, conditioned them, and then created something out of them. Every part has its own stresses and exhaustion tagged to it. They do not, in any way, conjure any kind of beautiful image about a florist, at least not conventionally. But it was in my muddied and sappy fingers, my disheveled hair and aching ankles, that I found God. 

Selecting flowers Choosing what or what not to put in an arrangement is a conscious choice, where selecting one may require me to let go of another that might not go with the arrangement, even if that particular variety is beautiful and I have affection for it. I always needed to keep in mind what I had to create and make choices based on that. 

I think about the different seasons of our lives where certain things that are good in and of themselves are not actually what God has in mind for our season, because in that particular season, these things could end up hindering us or in the worst case, become our poison. Every season is a completely different arrangement of its own that requires a different selection of flowers to make happen. And to allow for that arrangement to even become reality, one needs to yield their will as God selects what to give and what to take away for the season. The difficult part about this stage of the process is that most of the time, we have no idea how the arrangement would look. We could have some inkling, but everything is in pieces and it can feel rather disorienting, and rightfully so. Floral selection is only the start, and all the bunches of flowers and leaves that were bought at the start have not even been conditioned or prepared yet. The mess has yet to come.

Preparing the flowers This stage takes the longest to complete and it is the messiest and dirtiest part of the entire process. It is also the least enjoyable yet most necessary one. Conditioning the flowers in order to prepare them for an arrangement requires me to know how to remove the unnecessary leaves, thorns, and mouldy parts of every variety. Not all varieties are prepared the same way - some have stems that are more vulnerable and break easily, some have thorns that needed to be scraped off, while some have soil, insects and mud in their crevices that needed washing. You can never avoid getting your hands dirty because every stalk of flower leaves its mark - be it their sap, a scratch from their thorns, the mould in their rotting parts, the pigment from their dye. Still, it is extremely important to be meticulous at this stage because when the flowers are conditioned well, they last longer and better in the arrangement. 

It is through this exhausting process that I get a glimpse of the pruning work that God does in my life. Though unlike me, I would think that God is a lot more patient and tender (”A bruised reed He will not break and a smoldering wick He will not extinguish” Isaiah 42:3). While I can easily throw away a mouldy stalk because cleaning it would take too much work, the Lord does not give up on us when the work gets tough. If He had even the least of inclination to forsake us, Christ would not have even given His life for our sake.

The refining that God does in me is always a difficult one - I do not enjoy it one bit, even if I know that it would eventually lead to something good and beautiful. It is quite reflective of my attitude when I condition flowers because this is the part of the whole process that I least enjoy. Still, when I see how the beauty of each stalk is revealed after the preparation, it does bring me some comfort, and it makes the pruning work of God a little more bearable, keeping in mind that the Lord is only doing what is necessary and what is good. Perhaps the conditioning process being the longest of all three stages is also symbolic, because I realise that God’s pruning work always takes the longest, and it often happens in my waiting, which, as one would have it, goes on for a long time. 

Creating the arrangement This is my favourite part! All the more difficult and challenging parts of the process have been done and dusted, and I can now freely create with what I have chosen at the start. At some point in my creative journey, I have stopped looking at flowers as main or filler flowers because to me, even the filler flowers can become the focal point of the arrangement, depending on how I choose to work with them. Abolishing these categories also helped me to appreciate the different varieties more, and I find more freedom in creating a little unconventionally.

You see, every stalk in an arrangement matters. This is one of the most important lessons I’ve learned thus far. As someone who struggles with her worth and significance, I often wondered if I even matter, if what I do even matter, especially when the people around me seem to be doing much greater things and they are shining in ways that I could never shine. I never saw myself as the main flower, because those were always reserved for others, not myself. I find myself a small supporting character, the kind of flower or leaf that one would not think to first look in an arrangement, but if they’re patient enough to get to, would eventually see it. For the longest time, it felt more like resignation than a happy acceptance because I do want to matter, I do want to be seen, and I do want to be loved. But recently, a real perspective change was beginning to happen. I saw how every single stalk in an arrangement mattered, even those hidden at the back. Without it, the arrangement looks incomplete somehow. Every stalk has a role to play, and it doesn’t matter that others might not see it, the creator knows the difference - the Creator knows that you matter and He sees you even when others do not. 

Borrowing the words of Amy Carmichael, she says, Lover of all, I hold me fast by Thee, Ruler of time, King of eternity. There is no great with Thee, there is no small, For Thou art all, and fillest all in all.

At the end of it all, it doesn’t matter if my role is seemingly small to the world, or that I am seen as insignificant because I am not always placed in the limelight to serve, or that I am not the most eloquent with words to preach anything really. And perhaps to the world it is foolishness to not have grand ambitions or plans, but my only prayer is this: to continue to build into Christ as He builds into me, and to pour my life out in service out of love for Him. I shall be emptied as I am filled, and He shall be the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

[frogtanii]

“...suna?”

the heartbreak in osamu’s voice was clear to everyone in the room, but most of all to his brother.

though they hadn’t been close in such a long time, atsumu believed he would never forget his twin’s idiosyncrasies and the meaning underlying his words, no matter how far they drifted.

most of the members were likely to conclude that osamu’s heartbreak was coming from meiko’s obvious betrayal but atsumu knew better. meiko was a part of it, yes, but suna had been stuck by the twins’ side since birth and that was a bond that went deeper than any temporary girlfriend.

as much as he didn’t want to admit it, that hurt. the fact that osamu showed blatant pain from suna’s dramatic reveal but hadn’t shown an ounce of care as atsumu floated further and further away, stung.

they were brothers but they were also twins. they were supposed to stick together no matter what and yet...

a large, warm hand was placed on his shoulder while a smaller one weaved its way into his. when he finally took a moment to glance to his sides, he found sakusa giving him an encouraging tilt of the head and you, his angel, holding his hand tight.

you had no idea how much you meant to him, how deep his care for you ran. you didn’t know how just your presence alone soothed him in his darkest moments. how, since meeting you, he slept well at night with your face floating through his thoughts and dreams. how he hoped and prayed that you would eventually reciprocate his feelings one day.

if you’d heard his thoughts, you would absolutely call him a sap and he wouldn’t disagree. after all, it was you who made him that way.

“-ou told me you broke up with them, meiko. what, what the fuck is this? you’re dating osamu?” suna’s irritated voice jolted atsumu from his simping sappy mind and back into the present.

suna was squared up with meiko who seemed to be just as furious, while osamu stood behind the two of them at the island in shock.

“you knew what you were getting into suna, don’t fucking lie!” her manicured hands found their way to his chest before shoving him back into the living room. hard.

in an instant, yachi was standing in front of meiko with a righteous fury burning in her eyes. “go the fuck to your room. now. everyone else, you too. i have some calls to make.”

the authority in her voice had everyone scrambling, you wrapping atsumu up into your arms one final time before heading off with kenma and oikawa. suna shot the twins an apologetic smile while trailing behind their livid manager to her office.

in only a few moments, the room was empty, leaving the brothers alone in a stifled silence.

after a minute, atsumu finally opened his mouth to speak. “so. meiko, huh?” the attempt at conversation was absolutely pitiful but it managed to make the both of them laugh despite the heaviness in the atmosphere.

the lightheartedness left almost as soon as it appeared, the pair falling back into a contemplative quiet. “i- ya promised nothing would come between us,” atsumu whispered, his eyes growing glassy, against his best efforts. “what happened?”

osamu didn’t have an answer to that. he was meant to be the older twin and while that shouldn’t hold that much weight, it did.

he would never forget the day he’d given atsumu his word, the memory holding firm in his mind as though it happened yesterday.

the two of them had been so excited for their first official summer camp at the ripe age of 7 years old, happy to spend time away from their grandmother in, what they believed to be, an extended sleepover.

atsumu was bouncing off the walls with enthusiasm while osamu had been more reserved, determined to take care of his younger twin just as his grandma told him to.

after the first day of camp went by so swimmingly, osamu was starting to think he wasn’t even needed by his brother, especially after seeing him at lunch surrounded by girls and boys both fawning over him. atsumu was doing just fine on his own it seemed and there was no reason for him to stick around.

that all changed that night when osamu heard atsumu yelling for him from his bunk. the older twin raced over and climbed up into his brother’s bed, holding him close as he cried from the thunder booming outside their cabin window.

“nothing will get in between us tsumu,” osamu had murmured while rocking atsumu back and forth, “not the wind, not the rain, nothing.”

after that, their relationship was stronger than ever, the twins coming to one another for any and everything. their trust had grown so solid that osamu’s promise continued to hold true throughout the years, to the point where one was rarely seen without the other.

somehow, though, that trust had been broken in an instant, just because of one woman and it, for lack of a better word, sucked.

“i care about ya samu, ya know i do, but i can’t let ya mistreat or disrespect my best friend like that anymore. i love ya and i love her too. don’t make me choose,” atsumu before moving towards the stairs, his eyes never leaving his brother.

osamu was frozen in place, the image of atsumu that he’d painted with the help of meiko washing away to reveal his independent, assertive, kind, and caring brother whom he’d entirely lost sight of.

he couldn’t even imagine what atsumu saw when he looked at him—he didn’t think he wanted to know. all he did know was that he was no longer worthy of the title older brother, and he hadn’t been for a long time. osamu needed to become someone his brother could look up to again, someone new, someone better.

“i’m so sorry atsumu, i-i can be better,” he resolved, taking a step closer to his twin. atsumu just gave him a sad, worn smile, tiredness and disappointment written all over his face.

“be better osamu. i’ll be waiting.”

℗ poker face

be better

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an - ACK THIS CH GAVE ME SO MUCH TROUBLE tryna display the twins’ dynamics was so difficult, esp since i switched up the ages??? bitch i have no idea if this is even coherent lmfao m sorry besties it’s a lil bit shit but ily <33 don’t forget to feed me >:3

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[meowdarame]

forever yours (faithfully)

notes: written for snow and z’s selfship collab! for context, this is one of the letters i wrote to shion while he was in prison :,) since this is a selfship post, please be respectful in the tags and replies. (i know i’m a lil sap in this but i’m a sappy lover! sue me!!) as always, i hope you enjoy <3

My dear Shionnie,

It’s a little strange waking up without your heavy head laying on my chest, my t-shirt damp with your drool. I used to always joke that one day a spider would crawl into your mouth and lay eggs in there. Far-fetched, I know, but I loved seeing the look of panic on your face whenever I’d entertain the idea.

How are you holding up? I know it’s a shallow question, and I can already guess your answer, considering that prison isn’t meant to be like a summer camp. But I’m really thankful that you have your friends in there with you— I don’t know what I’d do if I knew you were in there alone. Say hi to them for me, please.

Do you remember that time we snuck into an abandoned building and sat on the roof, staring at the streetlights and stars until the sun began to rise? These days, whenever I feel down, I think about this memory. And while reminiscing on that night, I realize that my smile has always shined brighter with you. You— the way that you laugh until you start wheezing and coughing, the way that you’ll sing and dance with me in my bedroom in the late hours of the night, the way that you find joy and humor in the mundane.

You— the way that you hold me while I cry, the way that you make me (burnt) coffee during early mornings before I leave for class, the way that you always need to be the little spoon. You— who loves me even at my worst, who holds my hand as we grow up, who makes someone as cynical as me wonder if soulmates really do exist.

You. It’s always been you.

I miss you more and more every single fucking day. Some nights I lie awake restless, cursing God for giving me everything that I’ve ever wanted and then taking you away from me. But in the morning I wake up, hope renewed, knowing that I’m one day closer to seeing you again. I really do look forward to the day that I can finally cradle you in my arms once again, running my fingers through your blonde hair as you babble about some new conspiracy theory that you heard about.

Will things be like they were before? Or will they be different once you get out? Will we be two strangers, rediscovering each other and learning how to fall in love again? Either way, I’ll fall in love with you a thousand times before I’d even think about letting you go.

Some days are a lot harder than others, and on those days, I repeat a mantra to myself to keep me pushing forward, to remind me of something greater than myself.

This mantra is nothing more than a measly sentence consisting of three words: I love you.

I say it to myself three times.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I know it’s not much, but it’s enough to keep me going. And I hope it can do the same for you.

Shion, I miss you more than words can ever express. I’ll be patiently waiting for your safe return, here at the place that our tale of glory and truth started— the place that we’ve made our home.

Forever yours,

Your beloved

read shion’s response here written by the lovely @muchoccino ♡

tagging: @arlertslove @izxkus @miya-dynasty (ty for letting me scream about this with you lol) @christeningsakusa @bxnten @tettatonin @21-06-1996 @httphaitani + network @tokyometronetwork

[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

Hearts don't break around here

"Didn't you used to say you didn't do love?" Draco laughed as the sweet summer breeze passed between the two of them in the balcony, in secrecy, away from everyone in a little world of just their own.

"What happened to your, 'oh- I don't fall in love, I never have, probably never will?' What happened to that heart of stone attitude of yours?" Draco laughed.

Harry shook his head and turned in an abrupt movement to face Draco and not so secretly pulled him by his waist. Draco's hand pressing against Harry's torso.

"You like to tease me so much, don't you?" Harry smirked.

Draco couldn't contain his smile, "I'm just genuinely curious. You used to say you don't do love and yet look at you, right here, putting a flower in my hair and all, being sappy and stuff. But yes I like to tease you very much."

Harry smiled back at Draco and fixed that flower in his hair once again and finally said, "you're right, I don't do love but then you happened. I didn't think I could love until you came along and now all I wake upto is knowing that I've never been more happier than now, knowing that I'm in love with the best man I could ever ask for. So Draco Malfoy, I don't do love, but I love you- and I'll probably never love anyone else. So, do me a favour and never break my heart?"

Draco turned red, even his ears turning pink and his heart beat racing but it was all in the good name, it was all in love. He smiled at Harry, uncontrollably and without so much of a second thought he said,

"I'll never break your heart. Ever."

"Good, because I don't want you to." Harry smiled.

They remained silent for a while, just adoring each other from few centimetres away even after all this time of dating but then perhaps their love was kind of the most beautiful type of love, one where hearts don't break around and everyone wishes to know what the two had but the truth is, the two only had love, the love their didn't store for anyone else but each other. And it was the best type.

"You're a total sap by the way."

"Shut up before I throw you off the balcony." And they both laughed.

Like I said, the most beautiful kind.

This was impulsive y'all but I wish to have this kind of love 😭

Tagging some people for the boost, please ignore <3

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[franeridart]

Anon said: [Spoilers for non-manga readers] opinion on Baku's hero name?

Very Bakugou, honestly don’t mind it at all! Mostly just surprised it’s, like, legal in the bnha universe for heroes to call themselves stuff like explodo-kills (and also that there isn’t a character limit for hero names??) but that Bakugou would stick with it is pretty damn in character for him so I like it xD still, I’ll probably just call him Dynamight if I’ll ever need to use his hero name lmao

Anon said: not to be the most romantic sap but uh just a kiss by lady a is killin me

Nothing sappy about letting romantic songs get to you!!!! I say, as I’m constantly crying over romantic songs so this mindset benefits me as well lol

Anon said: i may or may not have stumbled across some of your older kiribaku art, the stuff with akane, and she's the best child oc tbh. i actually like her and i tend to not be a fan of child ocs but she's just the cutest darn thing 🥰

I’m so glad you like her!!!!! She was a lot of fun, what a good gremlin ;;;

Anon said: uve heard of dragon!kiri w his hair spikes up, now get ready for dragon!kiri w his hair dowm lookin like the softest boy

AW HECK I think I’ve drawn him in the past, actually!!!! Spike-haired Kiri will forever be my fav Kiri, but there’s just something about hair down Kiri isn’t it!! What a cute boy ;;;; all sharp edges and soft curves, what a lovely sight

Anon said: can i just say your itafushi art is so cute? these two already make me feel and then your art just (つω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

THANK YOU SO MUCH I really need to draw them more, don’t I! goge kinda monopolized my attention there, but the way itafushi makes me feel..........boy the way they make me feel ;;;;

Anon said: good day, poké au thought: 12 y/o bakugo somehow catches a dreepy as like his 2nd pokemon and never questions it

WHY NOT WHY NOT I have a whole team in my mind for the boy tbh but dreepy is so cute ;;;; and anyway, I like my poke!bakugou with as many dragon types as he could possibly get his hands on hahaha

Anon said: Please know that, amongst other factors, you were one of the maon reasons I stsrted Jujutsu Kaisen two days ago and there isnothing more to say except thank you and I'm absolutely in debt with you for that, thank you so much 😍

I’m so so SO glad you’re liking it!!!!!! It can get kinda heavy but it’s such a great story.... honestly I’d been wanting to start it since I saw the first pv for the anime all the way back last year but I was like, you know it’s a mappa anime! so I wanted to watch the anime as a new thing, cause I love mappa, but three episodes in I couldn’t hold back and just binged it. It’s kind of story that just makes you wanna drink it all in one go, isn’t it? so good so good

Anon said: makeup artist kirishima and model bakugo or makeup artist bakugo and model kirishima? :0c

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm can’t say I see either of them much into fashion tbh, but if I had to pick probably model Kiri and artist Baku? I just don’t think Baku would be able to stay still enough to get photographed, and he wouldn’t like the photographer bossing him around anyway, and catwalks would be impossible for him to stomach imho, he’s too restless for it! At least it’s the way I see it haha

Anon said: fdgdhdkfhdafs i had a thought, what if bakugo prefers dogs and kirishima prefers cats and when they meet each other and become friends it's like, "oh." because they have some striking similarities to their fave animals

That’s been my headcanon for a while now, actually!! I think for me it came from two characters in a manga I like that are a lot like a dog and a cat but have inverted fav animals and when I read about that I was like “oh, right, makes sense since they like each other” and then my brain turned it krbk because when does it not lmao

Anon said: your art is the soothing balm to my soul recently, thank you for posting so much beautiful content. i hope you have a lovely week. ♡

sob thank you so much, I’m glad my doodling can help you feel better ;; <3

Anon said: Friendly reminder anon from last time: that post I left last time I had only eaten 7 gingersnaps that day and hadn’t drank any water. So that encouraged me to actually self care. Thank you.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well I hope you’re taking care of yourself today too! And as fair trade, I’ll do the same myself! <3

Anon said: Hi! I'm an artist and I'm thinking of making a sideblog for my art. Do you have any tips?

Ah man, I’m sorry but I’m not the best person to ask this to! I started this sideblog cause I had too many followers on my main and I didn’t want my stuff to be seen by that many people at first, so whatever I did probably isn’t what you’re looking for :( but really there isn’t much to it, just post whatever you like to draw, tag it as best as you can (but remember that only the first five tags appear in the search page) and be patient, since whatever you do at first you won’t get much attention anyway - the only real advice I can give is to draw something that makes you happy and that you’d draw anyway even if no one were to see it, it’ll make keep posting despite a possible lack of activity a lot easier!

Anon said: Your goge art🥺🥺

I just love them so much ( TT’’’TT)9

Anon said: how the fuck have i not been following you? I remember seeing your bakushima art in the bnha tag and always thinking it's so cute. Now you're into JJK too??? and the satosugu art??? fuckin, diabetes incarnate. I love it. I love you. Your art 10/10. I'm tired lmao.

WELL thank you for the follow!! And for thinking my stuff is cute!!!!! I do my best with that, I want all the soft things for my favs 😌

Anon said: Are you gonna draw Gojou/Getou comic?? 👉🏻👈🏻 WOULD LOVE TO READ IT

you mean an actual doujin? I don’t think I will, sorry! I’m really no good at long projects orz but thank you so much for wishing to read something like that from me!!! ;A;

Anon said: Hello! YOUR ART IS SO FREAKING GORGEOUSSSS!!! I love them so much!! If I may ask you one question. Between Getou amd Gojou, who do you see as top/bottom? Just curious

THANK YOU!!!!! And I honestly don’t care as long as they’re happy and together!!! please let them be happy and together 🙏🙏🙏

Anon said: i want you to know!!! i followed you for your kiribaku art but!!! i love your art so much that idc what you post because it's all just!!!! incredible and wonderful and stunning!!!

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!! this means a lot to me so seriously thank you so much!!!!

Anon said: d'you think bakugo has like headaches or migraines after training or battles because of how loud his quirk is? like, i listen to music slightly too loud and my head is sending me to hell. (unless you go with the hoh hc which is also 👌)

I like to think Baku’s body is attuned enough to his own quirk that he wouldn’t get drawbacks of the kind tbh, though that wouldn’t be a bad thought for when he just starts to increase the output/width and strength of his explosions............ well, I myself suffer from chronic headaches and migraines so I’m always up for projecting on my favs ngl lmao

Anon said:  so like... dragon kirishima's eyes glow right? like, if we equate his dragon-ness to unbreakable his eyes glow? they also glow when he's half shifted? honestly i just live glowing eyes

Oh hell yeah I’m all for that, definitely definitely, I love glowing eyes with my whole heart and Kiri’s eyes in unbreakable are just so!!!!!! NGH *chef kiss* the more of unbreakable there is in his dragon form the happier I am ( TT^TT)9

Anon said: me, scrolling through your blog: ah shit guess im gonna have to start watching jjk

!!!!! hope it won’t hurt you too much, anon!!

Anon said: dragon!kiri and bakugo having a tug-of-war match over a piece of meat. both have it in their mouths. both are determined to win.

Kiri is turned into his dragon form and Baku still wins, hell yeah

Anon said: your satosugu is top tier!! it's hard to find stuff for them that isn't straight up angst so your art has been super cool and also very very cute!! (tho if you went with angst, it wouldn't be a bad thing obviously)

AH I’m so happy to hear you like them!!!! but also happy you wouldn’t mind angst, as I do like them the best happy and soft but my brain, my brain has been throwing sads my way for a while now 👀 I got some ideas

Anon said: What program/device do you use??

Easy Paint Tool SAI and a wacom intuos!! Though I got myself an ipad+procreate just yesterday and I’ve been messing around with it, let’s see how that one goes!

Anon said: *inahles* i am simping for mohawk man please tell me everything about your ocs immediately or i will detonate

THANK YOU FOR LIKING HIM HE’S CALLED DAVIDE Dav for short, he’s a cat of a man and a music instrument enthusiast (mostly string ones, but he’s very good with the piano as well) - he works in a music instruments store, and he’s a uni student majoring in philosphy! He doesn’t like bothersome things, he isn’t very good at taking anything seriously or putting effort in stuff, but he’s very chill to spend time with and generally a nice chat both if you want mindless thoughts or deep conversations (he’s a philosophy major after all). He can’t sing for shit, he’s got two cats (tago and schelly!), and he just wants a quiet life to laze around but all his friends are hurricanes in human bodies, but then again, he picked them himself so he can’t complain. He’s a good boy!! I’m planning a comic for him and his boy Ross >:]

[thepumpkinthingart]

You seem like the best source to ask. What are good/ your favtotie Msummers fics?

Bold of you too assume I have good taste-

But ah-I am a frequent digger through the Mcsummers/Halex. Starved for content, pleading for angst, fluff, and just- Alex being a good bf to beasty. I got quite a few. I’ll break this up sfw or nsfw and shall tag the author if they have a tumblr! Please, Please, PLEASE go support the authors and look into their other content. <3

For the sake of clarity I am gonna keep this to Mcsummers focused fics. There is plenty more I enjoy that have Mcsummers and Cherik, or Scott/Logan, etc. If you need more to read feel free to private message me, I am happy to link you to some of these as well.

SFW

“Black Coffee on Fabric” by @crystallized-iron

This one is a short read but it’s super adorable. Poor Hank a bundle of nerves who just wants to cute blond coffee shop worker and just- doesn’t quite stick the landing

“Supersonic” by @silverxsakura

My heart, my weak little heart. Disgustingly sappy fluffy and it’s wonderful. In summary without giving too much away- Alex is dumb like always and has a hard time dealing with his feelings for Hank so like the himbo one we all know- bullies him.

“Animal Transformation” by @eleonorebirk

Short but absolutely adorable. Alex is transformed temporarily into a cat- and his affections from a certain bozo are hard to hide when you happily want to be pet by the guy.

“You left us behind” by @parkshan820

Can I just say parkshan does a lot of amazing Mcsummers work? Seriously at some point I will go down the list and put as many as I can in here. This is a angsty as hell slow burn and it’s the best kind of torture. Also I like to personally thank parkshan for a Alpha/Beta/Omega Mcsummers. A/b/o dynamics written well is one of my favorite things and I think this may be the only Mcsummers one- if not someone link me PLZ. I just- I don’t want to spoil anything, go read it and then cry with me.

“The Magnificent McCoy” by @ag3nt-a

Once again someone else that does a lot of amazing Mcsummers work! Again will have to work down the list and put in some more. All the science puns omg, I love Alex is just as a dorky as Hank and it’s great. Also anything that touches on the fact Alex having some of that intelligence from the comics and the geophysics is perfect.

“Breathe” by @ag3nt-a

Hey look it’s my request! Has it really been 3 years? Weird to think I wasn’t even a adult then. Now I pay taxes and stress over bills. I had a old tumblr by the name of zombiemutt-trash-center, It was a mess and now I am here. 3 years later- doing the same bullshit. ANYWAYS, I do really love this fic. Alex having to calm Hank down and be sweet is always great, but Hank having to help Alex deal with PTSD is perfect. Based on how Alex lost his parents in the comics.

NSFW

“Fighting Acceptance” By @heeroluva

Let me tell you this a fic I constantly go back too. I am a sap for Alex being a caring and supportive bf, but of course still a teasing jerk. All in the name of love. Heeroluva writes that dynamic really nicely, Alex doing his best to be supportive and trying to get Hank to realize he isn’t any different as the Beast. But also is impulsive and well a dumbass. Also of course it’s nsfw and spicy as hell. 10/10 would recommend.

“Who knew books could be hot?” By @ag3nt-a

Just Hank and Alex are horny dorks, who need better guidance in figuring out their feelings. Also Hank is also now a fanfic writer and it just made me want to read fanfics written by a Hank McCoy. Also- it’s really cute seeing Alex being apologetic not just cause attraction, but because he genuinely felt bad. Spice is nice- but like sappy “I’m sorry I was a asshole to you” is god tier—- and then spice later.

“Taste of What Could Have Been” by @atomicrebelomega

Also won’t be the first time you see Atomicrebeloomega! Also-, man fuck apocalypse. So my favorite Alex summers is apocalypse Alex. Aka Suburban Dad Alex summers- I love Alex from first class obviously. But worn out Alex who has calmed on the temper bit and more of a teasing asshole with a stupid grin. So any content with older Alex is much appreciated from me. Alex being the same dumbass at 31 as he was at 16 about his feelings is great. Warning this ends with the apocalypse ending.

“Flicker” by @trojieface

This one is a Apocalypse fix-it. One again grown ass Alex still dumb when it comes to feelings and it’s still great. This is more a nsfw without plot but teeth edition.

“Friendly fire still burns” by 1001cranes

This is a high school/modern Au, Where Hank is president of the NHS and Alex is the football captain. Angst, Fluff and smutt ensue, and it’s great.

“Grooming” by Wangler

So- the idea of Alex helping Hank brush out his fur after he takes a shower is adorable and precious and definitely a head cannon I hold to my heart. I mean- It’s not meant to be adorable in this fic, but leave it to me to make fluff. Also let it be known I enjoy more animalistic Hank, growls, teeth, claws, instincts and all. Alex is a furry what can I say. This one fills my need on those tendencies.

“The Side Project” By @bellsyblue

A more playfully teasing Alex and a Hank who is terrified to break him in half. Once again I love fics that play into more of Hank’s beast mutations like his strength and Alex being more then happy to take all that comes with that.

“Sweater Weather” by emperors_girl

Omg It’s so cheesy and adorable, and I love big brother Alex to Scott. Omg Alex collecting the fur and first thought was “dam this be a nice sweater” is great. Stupid cute and Hank is so done by the end of this.

“Matched” by @ag3nt-a

Big brother Alex and suburban dad looking fool with a stupid grin and awful sappy flirting? Yes please- My favorite kind of dumbass level. A getting together story about two dumb mutants meeting online. Also supportive friend Raven is best Raven. This does have Mpreg and fan kids in it, I personally enjoy these things but I know not everyone does. But as someone who has my own dumb Mcsummers children, I love to see it.

“Power of Persuasion” By @atomicrebelomega

Alex and Angel are friends and it’s great. Basically pure smut but we love to see it. Also Alex has the confidence to wear a stripper outfit and once again- it’s great.

I think this is a good starting point! Honestly I threw this together from my AO3 bookmarks- There is so many more I want to put in here. Ugh, so many good authors. I like writing, but it’s not my strong point. I enjoy drawing these nerds a lot more anyways. But I do have prompts for god dam days if anyone wants them. My free time is spent wondering all the shenanigans these dorks could get into.

If there is a author I didn’t tag but you know they have a account please message me!! I want to link back to the authors, they deserve credit.

[biromantic-nerd]

3, 21, and 26 for writer ask meme!

Thanks!! ☺️💖💖

3. What is your writing Kryptonite? Besides the actual writing and/or finishing?

Plot pacing. I've really been trying to work on my pacing. I think the biggest wrench is that I get carried away with certain things and for certain other things I'm just not as interested in writing it; I'm really bad at balancing the two extremes.

I've been trying to write more story-shaped stories. But I tend to write weird little character-oriented stories, so the shapes of those just go however they want, no matter how much I try to outline and plan. So while I'm not too concerned about the plot pacing, I AM actively trying for fics I refer to as "plot-plot stories" (not character driven snippets/character focused) and it takes me forever to write stories with a focus on plot pacing. But sometimes it's worth it, so sometimes I'm trying

21. What’s a compliment on your writing that’s stuck with you?

Oh man. People have just been so kind to me. There are so many comments on ao3 that I reread over and over again because of how kind they are. I've been so fortunate in that I've been met with such kindness, and I'm very lucky.

I think compliment-wise what immediately sticks out to me is when I write a humor fic and someone says it made them laugh; humor is one of my favorite things, one of my favorite ways of communicating with people. And just the creative ways + anecdotes in which people like to say that it made them laugh, it's just so human, and I really enjoy those types of compliments. Some of my favorite compliments are just "I had so much fun" for those sort of light-hearted stories.

I think a more focused compliment that sticks out would be that people have said they thought my writing connected to them and they really felt it - or believed it - and so that really sticks with me because that's just beyond my hopes for what I want to accomplish. And whether it was the overall theme or the characterization or representation or an emotion or this itty bitty gesture a character did once - SOMETHING connected to them, and I just love that. So human. That's always something that instant KO's my heart like aaaaa

26. Do you get emotionally caught up in your stories, or is that for the readers?

Oh absolutely I do. There eventually comes a certain point where emotionally I do disconnect from the stories just out of over familiarization - all the time spent on it and especially all of the editing rereads - but until then, yes.

I think I especially get caught up in the sort of sappy moments because I am a sap. Writing every Lancelot scene ever, for example, I just got so caught up in that emotion and in the softness and tenderness of it all. Took breaks to hold my face in my hands while writing him. Love found family so much, so I get caught up in it.

It's easier for me to kind of keep my head about it while writing less sappy things. My hurt/comfort or angst scenes are a lot more analytical in approach; but even so, I do get pretty emotionally invested, just not as intensely as sappy scenes because I tend to know to cut it off so I can keep going.

I think a lot of the humor or angst doesn't effect me after that initial first time I think/write it. Because after that, the element of surprise is a bit lost, so I don't connect emotionally to them anymore. Once I had a fic I tagged as light-hearted with mild angst and I was so worried it wasn't angsty enough for the mild angst tag that I removed the tag; my friend read it and was like "Darling, I hate to break it to you but no this is SO utterly angsty, leave the angst tag."

So I think certain emotions translate into lingering strongly during author rereads+edits while other emotions sort of... dissipate.

[dsmpkinfessions]

HI i keep seeing gushing posts here nd its inspired me a bit so. I love my quack nd sap so so so so much!!!! i love their smiles and their laughs and!! i love saps' clingyness<3 and i love the feeling of wrapping my arms around him and getting cuddled back<33 i love quacks' cute jokes and casual affection so much and!! and and and i love it when he used to lay on me while doing work. i love you two so so so much dont you ever forget it!!! im not great with words but genuinely the time i spent with you two was probably the happiest time in my lives :] all of you!! kins/introjects/das/irls/coping links/ whatever!! if youre a version of my fiances i hope youre happy and healthy and know that i love you and miss you<3 -a very sappy karl faitive (ik we had a system tag um let me look. 💐💫🔥? i think)

[willowsrain]

20 Questions

20 Questions tag~

Tagged by @deadlyglacier! Thank you! <3 

How many works do you have on AO3?

5! 

What’s your total AO3 word count?

16,903 

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

In total? I’ve written for three. Rockman.EXE/Megaman NT Warrior when I was younger and on FF.Net, Persona 5 (that I deleted from AO3), and FMA

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Well I only have five, so that’s easy at least! 

Aureate - Roy is a sap disaster when it comes to Ed. Contains lots of references to the color ‘gold’, copious amounts of schmoop, and some NSFW in the form of consensual somnophilia. 

The Waning Moon - Ed is dying from ALS. This was inspired by my work as a nursing assistant in an Assisted Living home, after I found that so, so many medical fics disregard the most ugly parts of dying. So I set out to make this as accurate and ugly as I possibly could. 

Floo-ke Encounters of the Magical Variety - The obligatory HP/FMA fusion set in the FMA-verse. Ed’s a wizard going to Hogwarts with a time turner and after a problem with the Floo, he comes out of Roy’s office fireplace when he’s supposed to be on a mission in South City. Whoops.

En Garde - The college tour-guide AU that I couldn’t actually bear to write as a tour-guide AU, so I wrote about Ed and Roy being on the fencing team. There’s a horrible amount of fencing innuendos, courtesy of Roy - and Ed threatening to shove Roy’s foil up his ass. I had way too much fun with this one. 

Dance with Books - An Ed/Al drabble that I wrote with two excellent prompt one liners. 

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I try to? But I kinda suck at it... I’ll get better at it, I swear! And comments make me scream happily. 

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

The Waning Moon. I gave the fic two different endings, with the ‘bad’ ending being the ‘true’ ending that I had in mind when I wrote it. In it, Ed offers what remains of his life to Truth in order to return Roy’s vision to him, and so that Ed no longer has to suffer with his disease. 

A snippet of the end of the 2nd chapter: 

He buried his face in his hands, covering his wretched eyes in the process. Edward might have given him his sight back, but now everything he saw was forever tainted with death.

Which was, Roy mused, a fate most befitting for the Flame Alchemist.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Hm... Aureate, probably? It’s a sappy fic that you need to make sure you brush your teeth after reading, because it’ll give you cavities otherwise. It ends with the two of them saying ‘I love you’, so I’m not sure it gets much happier than that!

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

Yes! The Harry Potter one is the only one I’ve posted so far, but I’m currently planning out one for Persona 5 based in the FMA verse, where Roy and his team all have personas and the ability to enter the cognitive world. Roy and Ed are together, and Roy starts to have the nagging sensation that Ed might be suffering from a palace - and it turns out he’s right. 

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Thankfully no! But I also avoid FF.Net like the plague, so... that might have something to do with it. I also try to be very clear about anything that may be triggering, such as the pairings I write for, or any sensitive topics. So far, the haters have stayed away from my fics, phew! I hope it stays that way!

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

I mean, I wrote Aureate, so... yes? I struggle a lot with it, but I plan to keep writing to hopefully get better at it. But consensual smut is a must. 

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Thank goodness no! 

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Also no! 

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! I’m working with someone right now to write an ABO-verse FMA fic. More details to come when we finish it :3 

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

RoyEd. Preferably with Ed being aged up into adult age. There’s something about having two characters who both understand the demons that the other suffers from, and they can exist (and thrive) in each others’ worlds and minds that I absolutely adore. They’re also amazing foils for each other that cover each other’s weaknesses beautifully.  

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

My P5-like rewrite of Brotherhood. Sigh. I want to. It’s one that incorporates the social aspect of P5 into FMA for Ed. IE - for each ‘rank up’ of each person that he bonds with, he grows his knowledge of alchemy, and gathers different talents that Truth gives him as he grows. 

For example, Truth is represented by the Fool arcana, and at first Rank with it - Ed gains the ability to read the intention behind any array that he sees. As he hits rank 2 with Truth, Truth has the ability to speak to Ed without being in Truth’s realm. 

With the other arcana, as he maxes out the social rank with each person, he gains knowledge of an array that he’ll need in order to fight Father on the Promised Day. But Maes dies before Ed can complete his social rank, SO WHAT IS HE GONNA DO?! :3

What are your writing strengths?

Uh, I’m not sure? I like to think that I channel the character whose POV I’m writing through pretty well. And I like showing their thoughts and attitudes through the story itself. 

As an example from En Garde - 

“Alright! Let’s get started, everyone! Sabres to the north, Foils with me in the center, and Epees to the south!” Roy called out, his voice projecting without making his voice sound any less attractive.

Holy fuck, Ed was already in over his head. He was screwed. Dead. Done. Double done. Absolutely and utterly fucked. And judging from Roy’s flirting, potentially actually fucked.

Shit.

And with that lovely thought, practice started.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I get bored, especially if there’s a part of the story that I’m extremely excited to write. I either start to skimp out on the details of the part of the story prior to it, or I’ll just skip right to the part that I *want* to write, which can sometimes make it read a bit awkwardly when I go back and try to connect it. 

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Eh. I find it pretty distracting, unless the words/titles are ones that are well known in the fandom. But if I have to scroll to the beginning or end of the chapter to get a translation, I’m not really going to enjoy it. If you *really* want to write in another language (which I’m not at all against), just put the english dialogue in a different type/font to show it’s in a different language. 

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Megaman NT Warrior (Rockman.EXE). God I loved that show so much when I was younger. I used to carry around notebooks and whenever I had to go to appointments, or I was on the bus, I would jot down ideas and write out stories. But holy shit I was *awful* at it! 

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Floo-ke Encounters. It was so much fun to write from start to finish. Roy singing into a stapler and dancing around his office (And can I just say that I am beyond disappointed that NO ONE noticed that he was singing “The Ring of Fire” from Johnny Cash. DISSAPOINT.), Roy having a more or less panic attack as he realized that there were, in fact, TWO Edward Elrics existing at the same time, and Ed’s sheer glee in tormenting Roy. I love it! 

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