#selfship fanfic

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Day 12: Taking a warm and relaxing bubble bath after a long day.

Vanilla, Tippy, and Bel all walk through the front door after a very tedious day of running errands. 

“Ugh, I need a drink.” Bel wrings out his hair from the rain. Vanilla does the same and sets aside his broken umbrella,

“Me too, babe.”

Tippy shakes his hair and body like a dog that just got out of the bath. Vanilla puts his hands up in a vain attempt to shield himself from getting even more soaked. Tippy’s hair puffs up into tight curls that cover his eyes,

“Much like my middle school wardrobe, I have ripped genes.” Tippy blows his curly bangs out of his eyes, only for them to fall back into his eyes.

“I think you look cute with curly hair, Tip-” Bel is interrupted by a wet sock being flung into xis face. Bel takes the sock of xis face and pouts, “No need to be so cranky about it, hmph.” 

Vanilla sighs and steps into the kitchen,

“Alright, you two. While I’m getting the wine and cookies ready, you both draw us a nice bubble bath.”

“Don’t have to ask me twice, Vans!” Tippy says, messing with one of his curls.

“I’ll get the face masks!” Bel claps their hands. The other two head into the bathroom, where they have a normal shower, and a very large hot tub-like bath tub. Tippy turns on the hot water, Bel opens the drawers looking for which face care masks to use,

“Hmmm… volcanic rock activated charcoal deep cleanse black head destroyer clay face mask? Or holographic double sprinkle sparkle bubbling rainbow unicorn peel off mask? OR should we go with the classic aloe vera vitamin C vitamin D vitamin A collagen plus leave-on all night face mask?”

“Yes!” Tippy isn’t paying attention to what Bel is saying. He sprinkles in some little bath rocks, pours some calming lavender bubble bath into the tub. Bel purses their lips,

“Alright, I guess we’ll just have to use whichever… I’ll be the one to have the honor of wearing the unicorn one, of course. Because I deserve it!”

"Can I have the blue one?" Tippy points to the volcanic clay mask jar.

"I'm not sure it's going to be blue, considering it's activated charcoal, babe." Bel scoffs. They open up the jar and… it's a bright blue clay inside!

"Haha! Told you so!" Tippy sticks out his tongue. Bel takes a glob of the clay mask and starts rubbing it on Tippy's face,

"Yeah yeah, enjoy."

Vanilla walks in holding a tray of treats,

"How are my handsome boys doing? Are you both behaving in here?" Bel and Tippy both nod. Vanilla chuckles and starts taking off his clothes. Bel and Tippy do the same.

Vanilla steps into the bathtub and happily sighs,

"Aahhh… wait." As Bel and Tippy get in the bath at the same time, the water level rises and spills bubbles and water all over the floor. "Wait wait! Let me drain it-... first." Vanilla pouts as his partners lay in the large bathtub together with him. Tippy and Bel both have face care masks on, which amuses Vanilla. Vanilla puts one on himself. After a while, they all take off their skin care masks and decide to just play and lounge in the nice hot bubble bath together.

Vanilla watches Tippy play with the bubbles and listen to Bel talk about some juicy gossip xe overhead. Tippy places some bubbles on Bel's head and laughs. Bel giggles and makes Tippy's hair into a bubble mohawk. Vanilla smiles at the two, completely enamored with them. He leans over and kisses Tippy on the lips, then kisses Bel,

"What the heck would I do without you two?"

"Probably, like… cry." Bel teases him.

"Oh yeah, Vans. You'd cry!" Tippy laughs. He moves over to Vanilla and holds onto him,

"Well… I'd cry if I didn't have you either."

Bel does the same and puts their arm around Vanilla,

"Yeah… I'd shed a tear here and there maybe." 

Vanilla wraps his arms around his two partners,

"I love you guys so much."

"I love you too, Vans!" Tippy nuzzles up against Vanilla's shoulder.

"I love you too, Nilla!" Bel kisses Vanilla's cheek. Bel and Tippy hold hands as Vanilla has both of his arms around them. They all sigh and enjoy each other's company and the relaxing bubble bath.

The End

[platonic-qpr-selfshipping]

something something me always daydreaming of going to wherever my f/os stay at or frequent that is their own space. their office. their own room. their flat. their car. where they work at.

small writing piece that came out of a dialogue bit i thought of in the middle of class XD so no title nor anything, just Sasara and me being friends even during hard times

warning for uhhh cursing. and a bit of angst, i suppose

"That's..." Sasara took a moment, processing the whole story while staring at his drink. His eyes closed as if he needed a break from the truth. "Damn. Shit."

N chuckled from the other side of the sofa. One hand playing with their glass of water, the other searching for its own nails in a nervous gesture. At least everything was out now. At least his friend now knew —and even acknowledged— how their life had been for those past days.

Just that fact alone felt like a pat on the shoulder.

"What's up with the sudden cursing?" they asked, letting out another chuckle before emptying their glass.

"I know you are not going to say anything like that, so let me do all the cursing for you," he justified, bringing a hand to his chest, although his expression serene. "Fuck. Literally what the fuck. That's some hell to make you go through for no reason at all. Fuck all of that."

N's laughter became a bit louder after hearing their friend let out all the frustration like that. It was a bit absurd yet comforting in a way, to see all those unexpected words come up just because... he cared about them.

"So yeah, I just wanted to express how much it means to me that you let me be here from time to time. Even if that means to stay for the night sometimes. I'm very grateful to have you, and for you to accept me here at your place when I need it the most."

Sasara stared at them in silence. After a few seconds, N raised their eyebrows and tilted their head, wondering if their words had felt out of place somehow. Then, the comedian got up from his cushion on the floor and plopped by their side, head slowly getting comfortable on N's shoulder.

"I'm sorry."

N's body relaxed. A sigh escaped their mouth. "Yeah... I still got a few months to go, but you make it easier. Don't worry too much."

He groaned, his expression not being visible to N due to the position they were in. Sasara feared he was understanding N's feelings as if they were his own— they reminded him of a pain that he thought was long gone.

"Ugh. You know, sometimes...", he spoke after N rested their head on his.

"Hmm?"

"Sometimes, life is about surviving. And it's not pretty, but it's the only way to keep walking."

The sun had started to set, N realised. And with them —Sasara's words, the sunset—, a soft smile was drawn in their face.

[lake-archive]

Today's Salary: Sleep And A Name

AO3 Link - CATZ Discography

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Characters: Doppo Kannonzaka, Ann Wolff (OC)

Summary: Ann meets the depressed salary man again! And this time he seems to be beyond exhausted...

Words: 1,376

It had been a while since they had come across him, the depressed salary man. Well, they had not actively thought about him either to be fair. Yet when Ann had spotted him again it came back to their mind pretty much right away. 

Once more they had returned home later than they would have liked. They had to text Eli, having been stuck with a project. He warned them to not return home too late or he’d lock them out. Of course they panicked for a short moment yet he assured them that it was a joke. ‘ Just be careful to not run into a creep. ’ That was all he texted at the end.

And by the time Ann had wrapped everything up it was dark yet again, thus hurrying to the train station pretty quickly. And that was where they saw the salary man again.

Yet instead of him keeping his head down and sulking or mumbling nonsense they heard none of that. Or rather, they did not even see him open his mouth over and over. But it was more than that.

Sure, he was sitting there while holding onto his small suitcase yet he was more hugging it if anything, like a pillow. His head had been hanging more down and his eyes closed. Was he… Sleeping? Right in the cold, at this train station? It looked like anything but save. In fact, it also looked very uncomfortable. 

Given their first interaction with him they really couldn’t help but pity him a little. The tiredness finally had gotten to him it seems. Yeah, they recalled him looking overly tired so this may have not really been a surprise to them in the end.  They were surprised that he had not crashed during their very first conversation together actually. He had managed to keep himself awake one way or another, to their surprise. 

However, this time things seemed different. He seemed to have been in a somewhat deep sleep, deep enough for him to not hear the loud trains passing by. Talk about being exhausted. After all, he also managed to sleep in that position.

Not thinking much of it Ann had slowly approached the depressed salary man, though not to wake him, far from it. Instead they quietly decided to sit on the bench right next to him, taking a seat before deciding to slowly push him down, enough so his head would rest against their thighs and not against the mere air.

They spotted his head move and for a moment they believed that he had woken up from this. However, his eyes remained closed and his breath steady, making them sigh in relief.

They had a clear view on him however, the bags under his eyes having gotten worse than last time. It would explain even more why he was in such a deep slumber, unable to wake up from any noise. ‘ Office workers seem to have it tough… ’ they thought, though maybe they just met an unlucky case? Hard to say honestly, they had little experience working. 

And yet, right now he looked rather peaceful. He was most likely exhausted to move at all which is why he kept lying there in one position, probably. Soft breathing, all the noises he would get out of his mouth. How deep was it?

Deep enough to last for a few long moments, enough to see a train pass by. Yet Ann couldn’t move away, or refused, so they stayed put a little longer. At least until he woke up. And after some time passed he did…

They saw his eyes opening slowly, blinking a few times rather weakly before asking rather drowsy: “Where am I?” 

He sounded and looked half–asleep, having to process where he was until he lifted himself up, or was about to, yet seemed to have gone stiff shortly after. “Hah!? Wh… What did I–” And after a few moments a scream of panic before he sat up again, bowing over and over. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

They were used to it from the first time though, leaving them to sigh. “Hey, it’s fine. It’s me from last time, remember?”

This got him to stop, pause his movements and look right at them for a second, taking some time to process… Until he seemed to notice. “Huh? You’re that girl from that time.”

Ah, there it was, of course. And yet, they couldn’t blame him. In fact, oddly enough, they did not feel insulted or anything like that. Nor could they bring themself to drop their usual line at him. It only made them smile a little nervously. “Uhm… I know it’s not the best time but… Please, don’t call me a girl or anything like that.”

“You’re not? But–” Yet then it seemed to hit what they were hinting at, making him even more visibly ashamed. “I’m–”

“Don’t apologize! It happens!” They interrupted him before it could escalate, then sighing. “Besides, I didn’t say anything last time. Don’t worry about it.” Yeah, they clearly didn’t.

He only nodded weakly for a moment before his gaze seemed to shift somewhere, eyes wide yet again. “Wha– It’s already this late!? I missed the train too!” He pointed out in shock before dropping his head. “This is bad…” 

“Well, you were pretty much asleep.”

“ It’s over… My life is over… ”

“All you did was miss a train!” He was a handful sometimes, wasn’t he? “Just wait for the next one. I’m sure it’ll arrive soon.”

And then silence for a moment. They would like to ask directly. ‘ Is your work that exhausting? ’ but wouldn’t that be too much? Before he had been complaining but now he was just asleep. Wait, then that would be a stupid question, wouldn’t it? And also too personal. They didn’t even– Ah! Wait, good conversation starter!

“Say, we didn’t introduce ourselves last time, did we?” They began, trying desperately to find something. This is the second time they met now so who knows when they bumped into each other again. “I’m Ann Wolff. Ah, but just Ann is fine! And you are?”

A moment of silence, him looking away for a moment. Did they say too much? Go too far maybe? Conversing with strangers is hard! A tough battle to fight! Maybe they did go too far… Maybe… Perhaps? Uhm…

“Kannonzaka Doppo.” He slowly responded, very hesitantly, stuttering all too audible. 

“Kannonzaka–San? I’ll keep it in mind!” They may have said and yet… What else could one mention? Ugh, this was just horrible. ‘ Nice weather ’ maybe? No no no, that was not an option. Besides, it’s already dark! What weather!? Hah… How to small talk. Things they taught no one at school… Or they just suck at it.

And yet there would be a saving grace when the speakers echoed for a train arrival. Ann recognized it right away, one of theirs. Talk about timing. So they jumped up quickly, taking a deep breath before saying: “Ah, I’d like to keep talking but my train is about to arrive. Sorry!” 

They even had turned to Kannonzaka, trying to keep up their smile. “Try not to fall asleep again, alright?”

Being reminded of that seemed to make him at least slightly flinch, yet he nodded a little. “I won’t…” He responded, although a little quietly.

“Ok, it’s a promise! I’ll ask next time we meet!”

“Eh!? N… Next time!? But–”

“Hey, may as well. Maybe we’ll be lucky~” They may claim yet were not so sure. Then again, if they met once more they might meet again over and over. Just like in some stories where characters always bump into each other by ‘sheer coincidence’. 

Regardless, the train arrived, an empty one luckily. “Alright, gotta get going. Bye bye Kannonzaka–San.”

And then they turned away, quickly leaving to enter the train yet turning back to look through the window. All they could see from afar was said depressed salary man Kannonzaka, seeming to have his head still in a slightly surprised expression. Yet when they waved at him with a smile, he waved back as well, although a little weakly. 

Yeah, something told them that they will meet each other again.

[nimue-at-night]

Making Out

Fandom: Ensemble Stars

Characters: Amagi Rinne, Original Character

Pairing: Amagi Rinne/Original Character

Tags: Established Relationship, Making Out, Rough Kissing, Kissing, Gentle Kissing, Surprise Kissing, French Kissing, Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, No Sex, No Plot/Plotless, Tongues, No Romance, POV Original Character, Sub Amagi Rinne, Horny Amagi Rinne, Horniness, POV Third Person Limited, Suggestive Themes, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, OC x Canon

Words: 1,093

No summary, just making out. Self indulgent (and it did not leave my head I'm sorry). Guh I wanna make out with Rinne so bad, I admit, aaaa!

While there is no sex involved this work is a little suggestive. Due to the nature of this blog I would like for minors to not interact with this post however!

Honestly, it was hard to pinpoint the start to this situation, if there had been a start to begin with. It had all happened from one moment to the next, to the point the details had become a little blurry in the end and were quickly forgotten. If asked Ann could honestly not respond anymore why they were suddenly laying flat on the futon with their back and Rinne Amagi towering right over them. He stared right down at them, his face as red as his own hair, or almost as much. His own eyes were wide as he stared down, the gaze focused on them. He let out light breaths while seeming to shake, at least what they were able to spot. After all he had cornered them in a way as his hands were right next to their head, one on each respective side. Were they truly any better though? 

Not at first, no. In fact they were laying there, not moving an inch as their own breathing escaped their lips. It may as well have been a stare off at that point, the two of them being so red it was a surprise that they had not turned into tomatoes or something like that. And both were visible wrecks, at least Ann could tell Rinne was. And they were not much better off, given they were just staring while feeling like some heater, their own lips trembling. This situation was new to the both of them. 

They had kissed before, a few times. It was nothing but small pecks or one surprise–kissing the other when the mood was right yet in a situation like this? That had never occurred and neither looked like they knew how to handle this. Then again, at first glance it was surprising for someone like Rinne maybe, given how loud and bashful he usually was. However, when keeping in mind that it had been Ann who initiated the first kiss and left him in a blushing mess shortly after for a few seconds this might not be too surprising. After all, he was all bark sometimes but biting? That was a different story. He would never admit to this of course, at least not in public. This was no exception. 

He was all stiff, one could already tell with the blank eye. When Ann’s own gaze wandered they could spot him clutching onto the futon’s blanket, trying to keep steady so he did not fall down onto them. His face may as well be the equivalent to a grimace, trying to look cool and keep calm yet he was bad at hiding it. He was a mess, wasn’t he? He didn’t know how to react to this. Honestly, he may as well be looking funny now and yet oddly adorable all the same. He might deny it but for them, this was very fitting. He liked to play the tough one and enjoyed the feeling but he was not always in such a position. They were secretly glad however because it made them calmer as a result, knowing not just they were nervous. It’s not like he was unwilling either, given he had not pulled away and just now had made a small attempt to get closer to their face, or rather their lips. Yet he froze not even halfway there, trying to collect himself. It was an amusing sight and the last push they really needed.

Because it left Ann time to collect themself if they were completely honest. Sure, it was still a little nerve wracking but it was not unmanageable. And thus, before the tall redhead could even see it coming they extended their hands to his face, grabbing both of his cheeks before facing his face right down. It had him caught off guard and he was about to ask what this was all about and yet he would not get the chance to ask. He did not have to honestly as the couple’s lips met each other soon enough. 

The brunette had closed their eyes shortly after and moved their arms over his shoulder, around his neck, wrapping both around him. They had even been a little sneaky and decided to not let him escape, thus wrapping their legs around his waist to pull his body completely down and trap him. He could not lose a word and had to endure this sudden move. And yet he would not dare to pull away, not even for a moment. They could only imagine his expression yet would be unable to see it with their eyes closed. Then again, given that they soon felt his own vigor with his lips and mingling with theirs made it obvious how he started to lose himself. It was more than a small peck or deep kiss… Well, it was still a soft yet deep kiss but the heat may as well be rising between them, especially when both of their clothed bodies were pressed against one another. 

They rubbed their own body right against his, even if slightly and softly, hearing groans coming from his mouth, right into the kiss. It made them chuckle in place before slowly pulling out their tongue and brushing against his lips. They could feel him shiver for a moment, caught off guard and opening his mouth ever so slightly which allowed them entrance. They took the chance right away and let their tongue slide inside his mouth, pressing against his own tongue and mingling the two together. 

They heard a surprise gasp from his lips and yet he did not pull back. Instead he played along as soon as he was able to, perhaps trying to get some control over the situation but it was all futile in the end. He would just end up following their lead and they could feel the frustration in his movements. Especially once they clutched onto them at their vulnerable areas and made them gasp lightly all the same, his fingers brushing against their body. Yet that frustration made them chuckle. He may be the one on top but they were the one making sure he stayed in place. And the fun would not stop there. At least when it came to snatching one kiss after the other. No need to become more than a little handsy at the moment. 

But imagining how adorable Rinne will be once the two would get down to do the deed eventually… It was an imagination they would probably not stop feasting in for some time.

[kay-selfships]

so i'm someone that bruises relatively easily and i've been getting a lot of them from work recently (it's a tad more labor intensive than my other jobs, but i'm getting paid a lot more so worth it tbh) but it's still annoying so i wrote a lil drabble about it lol

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Going inside after an extended period of braving the chill of Dragonspine was always an extremely relieving feeling. Kay never quite dealt with the cold the best, but she was always willing to do so if it meant she was able to spend a little more time with her lover while he worked on his experiments. Sure, she never did much more than fetch the odd ingredient or two, but she knew they both appreciated the company. Plus, she also thought she provided adequate moral support regardless.

Once inside, the adventurer slipped off the large coat she was wearing to shield from the cold, letting out a silent yawn and stretching herself out. However, she was keenly aware of an observant, analytical gaze on her while she did so. She turned, about to make a flirtatious and witty comment about catching his gaze on her while she undressed, though Albedo beat her to it by speaking up first.

“...Have you gotten into any fights recently?” His tone was quiet and careful, his expression matching, eyebrows furrowed like they always did when he was focusing on any complex alchemical equation for a bit too long. Kay’s own expression quickly dropped from flirtatious to confused, glancing around herself a little in an attempt to figure out what prompted such a question. 

“Mmmm…I don’t think so? There was one incident with some treasure hoarders, but that was weeks ago. They were dealt with pretty easily though.” She added with a certain pride in her voice, clearly happy with how much her combat skills have improved. Her tone then became more serious once more as she returned to his original question. “Why do you ask?” 

“…Bruises.” He said simply, and Kay was now able to follow his gaze to her newly exposed arms. Surely enough, there were quite a few of the black and blue marks decorating them. “That’s not all. I noticed some on your legs earlier as well. While adventuring often results in some scrapes or bumps…this amount seems a little higher than normal…” By his cadence and the general nature of the man, he very much seemed in ‘analytical mode,’ leaving Kay defenseless to interject even if she wanted to. “As a vegetarian, you do have more risk of developing anemia, or developing bruises in general. Though…I don’t believe you’ve ever had this many at a time before. Which is why I asked.” He finished, looking at her expectantly.

“I promise I haven’t gotten these from any fights. Would you believe me if I said I was just that clumsy?” Kay asked sheepishly, a weak smile appearing on her face. After a moment of contemplation, Albedo sighed and nodded.

“It…is a plausible explanation. Even then, it’s still not…good that you’re getting such bruises just from living your life. It makes me…” He paused for another moment, as if trying to decipher the exact name for the emotion he was feeling. “…concerned. You’re likely still iron deficient, have you been eating enough leafy greens, beans, or eggs?” Kay tried to conceal the guilt that likely immediately appeared on her expression, but by the look on his face, he got his answer. He clicked his tongue, and Kay braced herself for a lecture or hearing how he was disappointed in her. However, neither came as he drifted a bit closer to her and took her hand gently. “I am only concerned for your health, you’re only human after all. I will remind you when I can, but can you promise me to try to take care of yourself better as well?” Kay released a breath, her heart rate slowing as she processed that he wasn’t upset with her.

“I promise. As long as you do too, Mr. ‘Sometimes Forgets to Eat at All When Focusing on His Experiments.’” She replied, causing him to let out a defeated chuckle. 

“Right…I have no defense for that. I suppose we’ll simply have to look out for each other, yes?” Kay’s eyes practically lit up at his words, proceeding to throw both of her arms around him and squeezing. He seemed to be thrown off for a moment by the sudden action, but quickly regained balance, allowing the momentum to spin them around once before remaining still. 

“It’s a deal!” She agreed, burying her face against the crook of his neck. 

“In the meantime…” He began, taking her arm and pressing his lips against one of the bruises on it, though being sure not to apply enough pressure to cause any pain. “I suppose I will just have to kiss them until they’re better.”

[mynameiskanade]

SILLY LITTLE MIKANADE STORY !!

the door from the bathroom opened, revealing a kanade with a towel draped over their shoulder while their hair was on top of the towel. the little waterdrops forming in the end of their strands, as the drops fell to the towel underneath. kanade stretched their arms upwards in exhaustion, before walking to their bed and sitting on it. they immediately grabbed their phone from on top of the drawer nearby, turning it on to check if theres anything new. they saw a message by a familliar someone…

[theres more under cut!] [anti selfship dni :3]

kanade, in the next day, was running through the crowds of the city. it was 09:57, almost time for them to meet with mika in the cafe. they quickly ran past the shops. they suddenly stopped running, heavily panting as they felt their heart beat quite fast. they opened their phone to see: 10:01 AM. they panicked and immediately went into the cafe as the bell in front of the door rings. a familliar person quickly noticed it, and a dopey, wide smile crept onto his face when he saw kanade.

“ kanade-chan, over her’! “

mika waved to kanade from afar, kanade walked to him and sat on one of the chairs for the table mika was in. “ …..ahh.. sorry, i was a bit late.. “ kanade said, scratching the back of their head nervously. their heart seemed to beat faster from running. “ ??.. nnahh,, its fine! i think i jus’ came too early. i was hopin’ ya’d come! “ mika reassured, patting kanades head. the waiter slowly came to their table, giving them the menu.

“ so, what do ya wanna order ? i think i’d get the donut! i know ya really like strawberry donuts, so i wanna order ‘em for the both of us.. “ mika’s cheeks became as pink as the stawberry donuts on the picture of the menu.“ …. mmm… well, if you’re ordering the donut for me, then ill just take the cappuccino. “ kanade said. “ ohhh… alright then! i’ll jus’ get donuts for us. i don’ feel like eatin’ much.. “ the waiter writes down in their notepad about kanade’s and mika’s order. the waiter then took the menu and walked away. there was a slight awkward silence between kanade and mika after the waiter left, but kanade spoke:

“ ….so.. uh… oh, right. did you know theres multiple new clothing stores in a mall i used to go to a lot as a kid? “ kanade said. “ …i was hoping you might wanna.. join shopping with me? “mika’s face immediately brightened as soon as he heard that. “ nnggahh.. i wanna go wit’ ya ! tha’ sounds fun, and .. “ mika paused for a second. “ …to think i’ll be goin’ wit’ ya.. makes m’go all fuzzy.. “

the waiter then soon arrived with the food that kanade and mika ordered. they both were happy to eat the food and drinks while chatting happily with eachother. it has been a while since kanade has been this way. they felt… attached to him. kanade tries to shake the thought off and deny it by multiple times. though.. it was obvious how kanade seemed to love chatting with mika, and how kanade was the nicest to mika. it was also obvious how kanade kept looking at how mika and shu talked with eachother, feeling a teeny tiny bit of envy. …why hasnt kanade’s heart stopped beating ever since they arrived?

….i wonder if he genuinely cares about me.

—

kanade and mika soon have entered the mall, they escalated to the fifth floor to check out the new clothes stores. the stores range from hair accessories, to multiple choices of fashion. mika was definitely excited to check the stores out, taking kanade’s hand to check those stores out. kanade was startled by the sudden action, but didnt mind one bit.they both started checking out the accessories store. there were bracelets, hairclips, extensions, and some hairbands.

“ …oh, hey. “ kanade said, picking up the multiple purple hairclips. “ …i feel like this would suit you well, mikarin. i wanna see you wearing it, maybe… “ kanade kept their neutral expression that they always have on their face, but its obvious their expression seemed a bit more happy than usual. “ oohh.. i mean.. i don’ know if this will suit me… but if kanade-chan says so, ill try it on fer ya ! “ mika immediately clips on the hairclips, showing it to kanade after hes done clipping it to their hair.

“ how do i look, kanade-chan? “ mika looked at kanade with a wide grin.“ …you.. you look really great, actually.. “ kanade says. “ …im actually kind of jealous of how nice you look.. “ mika became giddy hearing it, but he grabbed kanade’s shoulder and looked at them with a serious expression. “ nggah.. but ya look so good wearin’ anythin’.. “ you can basically hear the frown and adoration in his voice. but truly, nobody can replicate how pretty you are…

kanade eyes widened, as they became red at the words of mika. kanade then paid for mika’s accessory, lovingly dragging mika out of the store. they looked down on the floor from the gaps of the floor. there was an aquarium. kanade was curious to check it out. “ ..ohh.. hey, theres an aquarium. do you maybe… wanna go check it out?? “ “ really?! i would love ta-!“ once kanade heard his answer, they immediately started running with their hand interlaced with mika’s.

“ nggahh?! s..slow down, kanade-chan-! "

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kanade and mika are now in the aquarium. it was a dark place, but weirdly something in the sea made everything shaded blue. there was only a few people to be seen, weird. they were both met with adorable sea creatures swimming around the water, ranging from colorful to dull colors. they both felt nice. kanade places their hand on the glass of the water tank. it was truly beautiful… mika giggled at the sight. “ hehe.. yer really happy today, huh? “

“ …well, its not my fault the fishes looks cute. “ kanade said, staring into the distance. they slowly wondered, about something. “ …hey, if i was a fish, would you think im beautiful? “ kanade asked mika, tilting their head in curiosity for mika’s answer.

“ mmm… well.. i think yer pretty in every way-! “ mika then looked at kanade, they were shaded with a light blue, because they were so close to the glass. he felt like he saw something.. truly mesmerizing. he went red at the sight, becoming unresponsive. kanade looked weirdly beautiful under the shade. kanade then placed a hand infront of mika, shaking it. “ …hello? earth to.. mikarin? “ mika snapped out of it, and started stammering and almost falling back. “ n..nggah.. s..sorry, ya just looked so.. “ mika suddenly wraps his arms around them, burying his face into their neck. kanade was startled, but slowly hugs him back.

nothin’ could match yer beauty, not even the fishies..

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soon, the clock on kanade’s phone turned 09:57 to 16:39, not noticing how the sky has faded into a warm orange. kanade and mika were walking along the streets, talking a lot to eachother.“ hehe, today was super fun! i love spendin’ time with ya, kanade-chan.. i miss the feeling a lot. “ mika smiled wide. kanade suddenly stops in their tracks, making mika suprised and looked back at kanade. “ …eh? kanade-chan, why did ya suddenly stop..? “

kanade seems to be spacing off, suddenly looking a little numb. there was a bit of sadness in their eyes as they stared into the distance, but they slowly diverted their eyes on the ground on the left. today was kinda windy, so all clothes were moving to the direction of the air pressure. both of mika and kanade’s hair were flowing through the air. they soon made eye contact with mika. it was like nothing exists besides them.

“ …hey, mikarin.. can you promise that we’ll be close together forever..? ….for everything to be the same as always..? “ kanade asked to mika, mika was a little suprised by the sudden request. “ ..eh? kanade-chan, why are ya suddenly saying stuff like that..? “

“ … “ kanade looked away once again, there was a silence between them for a few seconds, before mika started speaking. “ …i dunno if we ar’ gonna stay together like this.. but.. ill do my best to keep this way! “ mika holds both of kanades hands again. “ c’mon! lets go talk a lil’ at my dorm! ritsu-kun wont mind. “ mika then walked with kanade to ensemble square. there was a slight smile on kanade’s face, before walking with him. ‘maybe it was jus’ my imagination..’

i'll be here with you. always and forever.

[pleasantspark]

To be honest, Kup or ANY cybertronian wouldn't understand how PERIODS would work. Upcoming fanfic btw.

[lovelettersfromkiki]

quick question for y'all, since i'm almost 30 and that makes me a dinosaur i guess-- what's the best website to use for uploading fanfiction? context being, some darker, bloodier, and borderline graphic fanfiction. where would i want that to go?

[sirenselfship]

In control chapter one

Chapter one: The failure

Warnings: Portal 2 spoilers

Notes: Ohohoho first chapter of In control AU! SCREEEE! I decided to start off chapter one where the “split” happens. I am proud of my planning regarding GLaDOS in this AU.

Oh I’m talking when there’s science to do. Enjoy!

POV: Siren Time: Chapter 5, the escape

“Wow! We did it! Check me out partner! I’m in control of the whole facility now!”

High up above the ground, spinning around in a throne like chair of buttons levers, monitors, and wires, was Wheatley. With each word he spoke, the panels surrounding him moved, showing his newfound power over the entire facility.

“Giant robot! Massive! It’s not just me right? I’m bloody massive aren't I?” Wheatley continued admiring his high position, while I only looked from below. Twitching from the pain of suddenly being removed from her throne was GLaDOS’ body. I wasn’t sure if she was switched off or what Wheatley planned to do with her, but to see her defeated was like a wish coming true.

“Oh right, the escape lift, calling it now.” Once he finished talking, the sound of an elevator coming down could be heard from behind me. The elevator to the surface, where I’ve always belonged. Despite Aperture’s tests and the interesting faces (all robotic) I met, my heart belonged in the open space of fresh air, grass, and actual living creatures. Once the lift came down I entered the glass cylinder, turning to face Wheatley once again.

“I can’t believe we actually did this!” Wheatley said, the lift starting its ascent towards the surface with a soft humming sound. “Oh imagine all the fun we could have on the surface! Oh wait, how am I supposed to get in the lift?”

“I can help you with that…”

Wheatley and I looked at where GLaDOS was upon hearing her monotone, dead, and cold voice.

“What do you want?” I asked, glaring at her body. “Can’t do anything now, just watch us leave and never come back. You have a secret weapon or something?”

I spoke way too soon. GLaDOS smirked, before reaching one hand out. The elevator came to a sudden stop.

“Did you really think forcing me out of control was going to be that easy?” GLaDOS continued, slowly standing up. The mechanical marvel inside her body moved, each movement signified by the sound of hydraulics, the whizzing of screws, and the buzzing of wires. Her single, human like yellow eye turned on, the sinister yellow staring at us like a black cat in the night, glaring at the mouse that was about to be its prey.

“You’re lying.” Wheatley sighed, looking at the buttons on his throne. “Elevator must be malfunctioning. Let me just get it working again…” “It’s not.” GLaDOS answered, her other, artificial, robotic eye looking at Wheatley while her human eye stayed locked onto me. “The scientists who created me wanted me to stay in control of the facility, no matter what. So even if I’m disconnected from the mainframe, I still have control over this place. Just small, insignificant things. Like-“

GLaDOS snapped her fingers, and the whole lift fell down, only stopping a centimeter off the ground. The only thing protecting me from my death were the braces on my legs, in the form of long fall boots.

“Now, about the moron on MY throne.” GLaDOS said as both her eyes moved towards Wheatley. “I AM NOT A MORO- AAAAAAH” With another snap of GLaDOS’ fingers, the mainframe throne quickly released electricity, shocking Wheatley. I could only watch from the half frozen elevator, his blue sky eyes flickering and dimming, before turning off and his body going limp.

A quick gasp was able to escape my mouth.

“What. Did. You. DO TO HIM?!” I screamed, a small crack appearing on the glass in front of me. “Huh, since when could I yell loud enough to do that?”

“All I did was shut him down with a quick shock.” GLaDOS explained, her arm deploying a crossbow like mechanic on her hand. “Maybe that’s why they named you ‘Siren’. Your screams of pain are loud enough to ruin a party. You’re a true monster. Anyways back to the Moron.”

GLaDOS fired her crossbow, which as it turned out, was a grapple hook mechanism built into her body. The hook tied itself around a pole, and the insane, mad driven AI swiftly swung up and back onto her throne, or at least on the wires connecting it to the chamber. I had to admit, she did look epic. Maybe if she wasn’t so obsessed with my death and tests, I would’ve clapped.

GLaDOS didn’t even hesitate, and jumped down to hit a button on the throne. The sound of something disconnecting could be heard, and it was very, very clear it was from Wheatley because his limp body started to fall from the chair until GLaDOS grabbed him with her free hand.

“Finally got a use out of that.” She said, before throwing Wheatley towards the lift I was still trapped in. The survival instinct kicked in and I quickly backed away from the glass door, which shattered into tiny fragments that narrowly avoided my skin. The limp body of Wheatley was just beside me, still showing no signs of life.

“Now about you, monster.” GLaDOS continued, sitting down on the throne. The panels in the room reacted to her presence, hidden red lights flickering awake from the shadows. “Now I have my controls back again, I can kill you. But since you took away my favorite weapons, I can’t do that.”

“But you did set me up for a sweet, sweet death. The death of you.”

GLaDOs casually hit a button, and the lift, which had been frozen all this time, suddenly fell once again. But instead of hitting the floor, it smashed through the floor and into the darkness.

“It’s been fun, monster…”

—————

It lasted forever, the feeling of plummeting down at high speeds. There was wind, there was weird sounds, and there was lifeless Wheatley staring at me.

“Okay, how exactly do you turn on a core?” I asked, my voice slightly echoing in the shaft. “Do they have like an on and off switch, or some power source, or-“

“Right, just me. No one else to talk to.” I interrupted myself, reminding myself that I was the only one who could talk right now. “How far does this even go anyways?”

My answer came in the form of wooden planks below us, which were coming at us fast. With the sound of wood cracking and the last bit of air being forced out of me, I blacked out.

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Day 10: Going to an orchard to pick some lovely crispy apples, perfect for Autumn treats.

“Hnnngh!” Tippy tries to reach for an apple to put in his basket. “Almost… got it…!” Suddenly he is boosted up and able to reach, “Whoa! Heheh, thank you, Vanilla.”

“Absolutely, honey bun.” Vanilla chuckles, holding Tippy by the hips. Vanilla gently sets him down and pats his head. Bel tosses an apple up and down in their hand and looks at it, shines it on their shirt and looks in the reflection,

“Absolute perfection.” 

Vanilla and Tippy walk over to Bel, holding their baskets. Bel tosses his apple into his basket,

“All in a day’s work!”

Tippy looks into xis basket,

“Uh… you only got one apple in there, wibny.”

“So?” Bel checks xis nails. Vanilla playfully bonks xim on the head,

“So…We might not have enough to make some cinnamon apple treats, dear.” 

“Well, what if I just want one?” Bel teases. Vanilla raises an eyebrow at them and crosses his arms.

“Oh alright,” Bel throws up his hands in an exaggerated way, “I guess I’ll go get some more.” Bel picks up Tippy,

“Wha- hey!” 

“I’ll be using this little creature to do all the work for me.” Bel holds Tippy up into a tree.

“There are leaves in my freaking sweater!” Tippy calls down to his partners.

“Go get me some apples, apple getter!” Bel grins. Vanilla sighs, face palms, and shakes his head. Tippy is pushed up further into the tree by Bel. He’s brought back down and holding armfuls of apples and one in his mouth,

“Mmmf mmm hmm?”

“Perfect!” Bel drops Tippy and claps xis hands.

“WAUGH- oof!” Tippy falls to the ground, making leaves fly up. Bel looks wide eyed,

“Sorry…” He guiltily grins and chuckles at Vanilla

Back at home

Vanilla, Tippy, and Bel all walk through the front door holding their baskets of apples. They all set them down on the island in the middle of the kitchen. Vanilla sighs happily,

"Okay, now let's go ahead and make some little treats."

"Let's try to make some cinnamon apple pie tarts! Those are always so good." Tippy tells his boyfriends. Bel giggles,

"Should I make some hot chocolate while you two do the baking?"

Vanilla gently tugs them on the back of their shirt and pulls them close,

"Oh no no no, don't think you're going to get out of helping us again, Mister." Bel blushes a bit,

"My my, you were always the commanding type, Nilla." They giggle at him. Tippy chimes in also giggling,

"Vans is always so bossy!"

"Yeah, and I command you both to give me some sugar." Vanilla smirks. He leans down and gives Tippy a tender kiss on the lips, then leans in to give Bel a kiss on the lips as well. Tippy grabs the sugar container,

"Or did you mean this?" 

Vanilla takes it,

"That too, sweetie pie. Alright, let's get to baking."

The three lovebirds begin cutting up the apples, making the tart crust, and fixing the filling. After a while, the tarts are in the oven and the three are covered in flour and cinnamon. Tippy licks the apple filling off of the spatula. Vanilla dusts off his apron a little bit. Bel picks out some flour from under his nails. Tippy looks up,

"Bel, you have flour on your nose!"

"What?" Bel becomes cross eyed trying to look at xis own nose. Vanilla laughs and Bel puts xis hands on xis hips,

"Hmph. Oh yeah?" Bel takes a pinch of flour and flicks it in Vanilla's face, making him squint. Tippy bursts out laughing. Vanilla sputters and a little cloud of flour comes off his lips. He looks down at Tippy,

"Oh you think that's funny, Termite?" He gets a mischievous grin on his face. Tippy gasps, then Vanilla flicks some flour onto Tippy's face.

"Pleh! Oh, you're gonna get it, Lucky Charms!" Tippy laughs and flicks more flour at Vanilla. Bel playfully pouts,

"Aww, I want a silly nickname."

Vanilla looks over at him,

"Hmm… you probably wouldn't want the names I used to call you behind your back." Bel puts his hands on his hips,

"Uch!"

Tippy holds onto Bel's arm,

"How about Bels and Whistles?"

"What? No way!" Bel pouts. Vanilla holds onto his other arm,

"How about Prince Glitterpants?"

"Ugh, now you guys are just making fun of me." Bel huffs. "I only wore those pants once and you never let me hear the end of it, Leotard Boy."

"Yeah, well, you just hush." Vanilla kisses Bel's cheek. Tippy nuzzles xis arm, then wraps it around himself. Bel sighs,

"You both are like, total jerks, but I love you anyway."

"Hmhm, we love you too, Glitter Boy.” Vanilla teases them and kisses their nose. Bel pouts but kisses Vanilla back. 

Soon the apple pie tarts are finished, and the three gentlemen happily munch on them while sitting on the couch watching Halloween movies

The End

[platonic-qpr-selfshipping]

When teasing goes a bit too far [Letter 2]

Selfship: Asra and N (queerplatonic)

Words: 0.5k

Summary: Asra's letter for N to read at their wedding.

Notes: even though I've written some letters to Asra before, this is the first time I ever wrote one from him to me

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“My dear N,

I fear a letter like this may need more planning than I’m used to, but I’m sure doing my best will be okay. This is me using this ink to write to you about my feelings and how life seems to become a dream when I see you by my side. Faust is supporting me here, making sure I don’t hold back now that I’m sure you would also like to have me as your spouse. Had you ever imagined we would get to this point? My chest feels warm just by the idea of looking at you and seeing the person I’m married to. I promise you won’t regret it ;)

I want to share the chocolate cake with you (yes, I’ll make sure we have one). I want to bake more cakes with you, too. To see you smile as you talk about everyone you want to share it with and make a little chaos even though you’re trying your best to follow up the recipe. Looking at you feels like witnessing a daydream. So enchanting, so comforting, exactly the presence I could need. With your silly jokes as we get through life and that seriousness of yours doing all the numbers I seemingly can’t. Just— what would I do without you? I don’t want to ever come back to how my life was before I met you. I sometimes feel like you are not aware of how much you brighten up my days, but your mere presence and wise words have helped me immensely already. 

We are trying. We are two people trying and trying, together. Challenges become less overwhelming when you are there with me and I hope my help and touch are also of this importance to you. Because I will continue to be there, that’s for sure. Take these rings of ours as a reminder of this promise. I will keep holding you during scary nights, listening to your theories about books you are reading and relying on you as the pillar of my life that you are. I love everything about you. Don’t you ever forget that.

Do you like how the decorations turned out? Are you prepared to appear in a lot of pictures so we can reminisce about this day no matter how much time passes? I can’t wait to hold you and not leave your side, to gift surprise kisses to your cheeks and dance the night away with everyone we love. This is going to be such a great day. I was reassured of it every time I saw your smile while we organised this. Have I already written that I love you? Because it’s getting a bit hard to put it into words, so I hope you can discern that love in my eyes. I am probably looking at you as you read this. I would be offended at myself if I wasn’t. You must look so dashing right now. Even more than usual, somehow. Thank you for accepting me like this. If I feel this lucky right now, I can’t even imagine how it’ll be when I am in front of you at our celebration. I probably won’t be able to stop smiling. Don’t be afraid to tell me if my kisses become too much— my affection towards you is eternal.

Your soon to be spouse, who loves you to the Moon and back,

-Asra”

[lake-archive]

A Game Of Pretend

AO3 Link - The Love Antics Of Dark Mages Masterlist

Fandom: Puyo Puyo

Characters: Schezo Wegey, Minako (OC), Nyeli (by @watersofcamelot) (mentined)

Words: 1,381

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A knight… The little fella sure has an interesting take on what a knight is. Honestly, the first few seconds Schezo could not believe his ears. A knight… He and a knight… That could not be further from the truth. Such imagery is not something befitting for him! Well, that and it just was not true in any way. Someone chivalrous, of good nature, sweeping in when people are in need… This is not something anyone would describe him as. And he himself would also not make such a bold claim. After all, he was not like a certain justice seeking fool and will never be… 

It was just too far–fetched. He was anything but a knight! He was a dark mage first and foremost, a man practiced in the dark arts and always seeking for more and more power! Hunting for more, day by day! So hearing anyone call him that… It had put him off a little, he had to admit. He didn’t even know how to respond to it. Then again, maybe he would have said something with less hesitation if it had literally been anyone else. But disappoint a cute, little guy like this? No, he couldn’t. 

Not when seeing him so insistent. Not when seeing him so eager. Not when seeing his utmost desire. It was hard to resist because one wrong word and his world might have come crumbling down right then and there. And at the end Schezo just couldn’t bring it over himself. He should have but he couldn’t. Because the next image flashing into his head was the tiny one, with drooping ears and eyes filled with tears, the look of shattering disappointment. So in the end he had first said it without thinking, promising to teach the tiny cat–like creature. 

But once it had kicked all in he was hit with a wave of regret, wondering just what he had gotten himself into. A knight… Him, having to teach someone the ways of a knight. How could he do that if he wasn’t one? After all, he had been robbed from this opportunity for ages now. Having once been naive, claiming to ‘ become a man to achieve great things ’ and promising to never use dark magic ever again after escaping that dreaded place he had been trapped in…

And yet, it had not come to this. And it was eating him up, also literally. Bit by bit, piece by piece. He could feel how it was all devouring him to no end, all on the inside. It was sometimes hard to keep a straight face, to not just fall into other habits, habits he swore off some time ago. Even if it slowed it all down, it was better than succumbing. 

Oh where has this all gone? “ I won’t use dark magic ever again after I escape! ” Shallow words nowadays, more than shallow. A false promise… Preventing him from ever achieving more. This is not what a knight should be doing after all… Let alone a hero.

And yet, the lie had carried on. Which one? All of them. Schezo was doing nothing but playing a game of pretend. But if it was for the little one… He had to endure. He swore himself to endure the pain, all of it. It should be fine. It will all be fine. Besides, he was no stranger to regular training. And such training was one every knight had to go through. Or had he been wrong about that?

Honestly, he was just taking a wild guess at this point. How was he supposed to know any of this to begin with? He had never been there and he will never be there. But that was beside the point, was it not? Yeah, besides the point… But good luck explaining that to his ‘big sister’ at least that was what he assumed she was.

The white haired woman he had found in his cave, having collapsed from hunger weeks ago by then. Apparently she had caught wind of Schezo’s current actions and honestly it may not even be a surprise. And even then, she was glaring at him that time, her red gaze sharp. Usually it would leave him unfazed and he would have told her off… But her question cut deep, even if she didn’t know.

“What’s this about a ‘knight’ I hear!?” She asked, raising her voice a little bit. She was clearly not pleased, at all. “What nonsense were you telling Nyeli!?”

“I wasn’t telling him anything!” Schezo responded, almost defensive sounding. 

“Right, telling him nothing! What are you up to!?”

“I’m being serious here! I was not telling him anything at all! No fairytales, no stories, no lies! He came to me!”

“That…” She went silent for a short moment, as if considering his words for a moment before sighing, though agreement audible. “Alright, fair. That does sound like Nyeli after all. But that still won’t explain why you were lying to him.”

“Are you asking me to make a child cry?” He countered, slightly annoyed. “Are you asking to be punished by my sword!?”

“P… Punished by your—” She was close to repeating before becoming silent for a very short moment, only staring… Staring and staring… That was until he saw her face turning completely red, matching her eyes even, and she suddenly raised her hand, pointing a finger right at him, then continuing to shout. “Excuse me!? Watch your mouth or I will teach you myself what actual dark magic tastes like! Creeper!”

For a moment he wondered why she was so upset… Until he noticed, quickly correcting himself. “Hold on, no! That’s not what I meant at all!”

“How else am I supposed to understand your—”

“What I meant was that I will handle you myself if—! Wait…”

“That doesn’t sound any better!” She only became louder.

All he could do was sigh by then. It was best to not try correcting himself or the third time might become the worst. He was not about to have the conversation derail into that, far from it. “Nevermind… In any case, I’m not going to crush his hopes like that.”

Finally, the woman in front of him was calming down. She lowered her arm and her expression became a little calmer and her volume decreased when she spoke up next, though she seemed a little confused. “Not crush his hopes? Nyeli’s?”

“I told you before, didn’t I? I won’t make him cry. And if he wants to learn, then so be it. I’m not going to disappoint him now.”

“Dis… appoint? So… You are doing that for his sake?”

“For who else’s?” His own? She shouldn’t make him nearly laugh like that… If he could, that is. “So, will you keep your mouth shut or do I have to beg you on my knees?”

“B.. Beg? As if—”

“I will if I have to if it means you shut your yap and don’t tell him about anything.” He said, ever so serious. He probably shouldn’t and having to live with this title is going to crush him one way or another… But he was not going to crush a young one’s dreams like that. He couldn’t bring himself to do that. And if he had to do anything to get her to be quiet… Then so be it. “Don’t tell him about this conversation we just had, ever. Just let me train him, alright?”

A moment of silence, he could feel her gaze one way or another. And yet, his own did not change. He meant every word he just said. Every single one. So… In the end… Could he get her to agree? The answer was obvious…

“Fine, I won’t. But it’s also just for Nyeli’s sake. Not to entertain whatever game you want to play.”

Of course she would phrase it like that… “I’m not playing any games here!” He corrected for a moment, though at the end added a little more softly: “And… Thank you.”

Assuming a role he will never be… And yet, this was going to be something Schezo has to learn how to handle… He should be fine however, shouldn’t he? Yeah… He’ll learn how to deal with it, one way or another.

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[thelakeofnimue]

Alte Liebe Rostet Nicht (AO3 Fic) - Complete

Fandom: Ensemble Stars Characters: Sena Izumi , Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Orriginal Male Character(s), Original Non-Human Character(s), Sena Izumi's Mother (Ensemble Stars!), Sakuma Ritsu, Tsukinaga Leo, Narukami Arashi, Suou Tsukasa, Sakasaki Natsume, Harukawa Sora, Kagehira Mika Pairing: Sena Izumi/Original Characters Language: English (with bits of German) Words: 81,971

If you enjoy my work, I would appreciate a reblog so it can get out there!

The only long fic I 100%ed so far. I want to promote it a little more. Apologies if it gets annoying, I really want to get it out there is all.

[honeykaes]

—𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐭 (𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐯𝐞𝐫.)

✦ pairing: chai x kaeya (selfship)

✦ w/c: 1.9k

✦ warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact

✦ disclaimer: oc x character, edging, teasing, creampie, mirror sex, humiliation and some slight degragtion, praising, unedited

✦ summary: ready for bed, kaeya wonders why chai is in the office working late night only to discover her secret

✦ a/n: ahh this is for my summertime selfship collab! Hope you guys enjoy! I will end up making this a x reader eventually, but for now, let me live in my main character era. <3

Kaeya let out a sigh, letting the hot water drip down his face and tanned body. As he moved to turn the faucet out, his hands reached out of the curtains to retrieve his towel. He stepped out, placing the fluffy towel on his dampened face, looking at himself in the mirror with a small smirk before wrapping the fabric around his nude form. 

Night-time routines were often sacred for Kaeya, enjoying the small ritual to ensure his body and mind felt loved. Combing his long dampened hair, he finally emerged from the steamy bathroom, shirtless with his favorite comfortable joggers. As he headed to the bedroom, he quirked his eyebrows seeing his girlfriend missing from her usual spot on the bed. In most cases, she was there watching some silly or political show which he proceeded to interrupt, but today wasn’t the case.

He narrowed his eyes hearing the familiar sound of keys clacking coming from the office. Peering in, he only sighed seeing Chai glued to her laptop most likely working on an article or other work. 

“Chai, baby…it’s late. Give it a rest and come to bed already,” Kaeya murmured out, walking over. Chai didn’t move, her attention solely on the white monitor. He clicked his tongue noticing the earbuds positioned in her ears, most likely drowning out his voice with whatever song she was playing.

As he moved in closer, the corner of his lips curved up in a smirk, eyes following the lines of text Chai was writing. 

This couldn’t be for her editors, no-no. This was pure, filthy erotica. His eyes leaned down to Chai, still oblivious she had been caught. He never knew she was into writing this of all things. Most time when he leaned in a whispered something less than PG into her ear, her lip would quiver, her hand immediately balling into fists blabbing how embarrassing it was for her or covering her face entirely so he couldn’t see her reaction.  

She wasn’t as innocent as he gave her credit for.

Kaeya snapped out of her thoughts hearing her sigh as she pulled back reading what she had so far. Whoever (Y/n) was, was being pressed down against the bed, legs spread wide as whatever anime character he was slightly familiar with plowed into them.

He hummed to himself, seeing her exposed thighs pressed tightly against one another and slightly shift.

So she was, getting off to this.

Kaeya leaned down to Chai, blowing air into her ear. She yelped loudly, snapping out of her zone and jerking her head to see Kaeya grin to her side. Her chocolate eyes blew wide in shock, heat rising to her dark cheeks.

“Kaeya! What are you doing here!  Don’t scare me like that, oh my god…” Chai shouted, pressing her hand to her quickening heart. She turned over to her screen, gasping as she remember what she was doing before slamming the laptop shut. She turned back to Kaeya, a shaky smile on her face trying to hide just what she was doing before, but alas it was too late.

“Sorry! My editor texted me late that my article needed to be edited, haha. How crazy is that! The life of journalism you know. But you’re right it’s late, I should head to bed! Anything you want to watch! We were gonna watch Stranger Things, right? I think—” she rambled. Kaeya only chuckled and leaned back down close to her lips, watching them pursue and shiver.

“What were you writing there, darling. ‘Work’? Why don’t I take a look? You usually let me read them before you publish—”

“No! At least not this time! I want you to see it all completed!” she lied. Kaeya gave out a dramatic sigh, pressing his hands against the side of the chair, caging Chai in. Her eyes immediately darted away, not able to take the intensity of Kaeya’s lilac gaze.

“Oh? All completed, is that right?” he mumbled before a chuckle left his lips. He leaned in once more, close to her ear—his hot breath causing her to shiver as goosebumps rose. His hand clamped down against her thigh, squeezing the soft skin before slowly inching up.

“Now why are you lying to me, baby? Do I have to teach you a lesson now?” he whispered. Butterflies erupted into Chai’s stomach, teeth biting down on her plump bottom lip. She didn’t reply, only avoiding his gaze instead. Kaeya could only chuckle again muttering how cute and vulnerable she looked, pressing his lips against her sensitive neck causing her to tremble once more.

“Those characters you were writing were doing some pretty interesting stuff, weren’t they baby?” he murmured, trailing kisses all across the side of her neck. Still, no other reaction came from her as she shut her eyes closed.

“Is that what my pretty baby wants me to do? I’ll be more than welcome to do so, I just got to hear those words. Say it…tell me what you want, sweetheart,” he cooed. Chai timidly nodded her head, meekly muttering out a yes. Kaeya chuckled, once more claiming her lips. 

He moaned feeling her soft lips against his, the sweet taste of cinnamon on them from her chapstick. Kaeya’s arms snaked around to her waist as her legs quickly rose up wrapping them around his waist. He quickly lifted her up, hand groping tightly at her ass as his tongue plunged into her mouth. She shifted her hips, feeling the bulge produced in Kaeya’s sweatpants. Chai’s hands drifted up, gently holding onto Kaeya’s soft cheeks, quickly disconnecting as she pulled her glasses off. 

As the two made it into the bedroom, he plopped her down on the bed as she three her glasses onto the nightstand and threw away her tank top. Kaeya quickly pinned her hands on the pillow with one hand, grinding himself into her core causing her to moan out.

“How did your little story go again? Right. I think he was playing with their pussy into they cried out, right? C’mere baby…Life imitates art, right?” he cooed. Kaeya pulled her shorts off, exposing her already dripping folds. He hummed in satisfaction, letting his long fingers slide against the slit gathering up as much slick as he could. 

He pulled her into his lap, as the two of them looked into a mirror. His hands tenderly rubbed circles against her throbbing clit, pressing soft kisses on her neck. His name left her lips over and over again. He slowly plunged his two fingers inside of her, stretching them out inside her tight hole. Chai’s threw her head back, feeling his fingers drift against her g-spot causing her walls to flutter and clamp down against his fingers.

“Aww…someone seems to be enjoying this. I didn’t think you were this perverted, pretty girl,” he cooed in her ear, shifting her legs wider in an attempt to reach even deeper. Chai only whined shaking her head, cheeks getting hot once more.

“N-No! M’not! Stop teasing me!” she slurred, shaking her head in defiance. Kaeya chuckled once more, tsking in mock disappointment.

“Oh, but you enjoy it! You made yourself, this wet writing about those characters. I bet you imagined me doing this for a while now, admit it, sweetheart,” he cooed. Chai only shook her head again in stubborn defiance before Kaeya let out another dramatic sigh. He gently grabbed her jaw forcing her to look at his fingers plunging into her sobbing hole. He stopped his movements, grinding against the fat of her ass as to quickly please his throbbing cock.

“I won’t do anything else until you admit you like looking like this, having me inside of you and imagining all the dirty little things you write about. C’mon. I’m waiting…” Kaeya cooed. Chai trembled shifting her legs down to try to satiate the heat emerging from her core, but it was in vain. She threw her head back whining, finally giving in.

“Fuck! Fine, yes! I want you so bad, I want you inside of me. Every time I write, I imagine it’s you and me. Kaeya, please! I need you so bad. Don’t stop!” she cried out in humiliation. Kaeya smiled against her skin, idly pressing the pad of his thumb against her clit.

“That’s my pretty girl. Always so smart. You’re gonna have to wait a little longer though. I want you, cumming on my cock after all,” he replied. As Chai tried turning around about to ask what he was planning, she was pushed against the bed again—face first. Kaeya grabbed a cheek, spreading her wide as he shimmied his sweatpants down, his length immediately popping up and hitting his lower stomach. 

He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a small container of lube, pouring the cool gooey liquid out onto her folds. She jolted from the sudden change of temperature. Kaeya pressed the tip along her folds gathering up the mix of lube and essence drooling out, before slowly pushing in. Her body tensed up as he sighed in pleasure, feeling her velvety walls beginning to massage against his sensitive cock. Kaeya sucked a breath in, bottoming out—she was always so tight regardless of the many times he had been inside of her.

“Fuck…always feel so good, pretty girl. You sure do like spoiling me huh, he cooed, pressing the weight of his body against hers. He caged her in, pressing a chaste kiss on her cheek before snapping his hips, thrusting deep inside of her. She squeaked as he continuously plowed, cock curved up massaging the most sensitive area. Chai choked out Kaeya’s name, as he followed suit muttering her name—his heavy balls slapping against her clit.

Her hand tried maneuvering down but it was pinned by Kaeya’s large palms weaved with hers and clinging to the bedsheets. He was enveloped by the softness of her ass, as he smacked against it with every thrust. His lips connected with her earlobe, nibbling down on the soft cartilage.

“Doesn’t this feel good, pretty girl? Are you going to write about this later?” he grunted, pace getting slightly faster as the knot in his stomach started churning. He unwove one hand from her, maneuvering it down underneath her, roughly rubbing fast circles against her needy clit.

“Yes! Fuck, yes. Kaeya!” she cried out. Kaeya let out another breathy moan, feeling her clamp down even tighter, making it difficult for him to thrust any more. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, body shivering as she finally reached out high. Kaeya gave a few more stroked before he choked out her name, cum spurting out and staining her walls white. 

He sighed in contentment once more, pressing a parting kiss on her cheek before he left her warm hole with an audible pop, turning over into the plush bed. Chai sighed, feeling his thick cum slowly trickle out, shuffling over to place her head on his chest. She could hear his heartbeat go from a fast pace to a slow one as his body slowly calmed down from his climax. He hummed turning over, lazily wrapping an arm against her small waist.

“So, is that hobby new or—?” Kaeya asked before he felt Chai slightly smack him. He could only laugh as she buried her face into his chest, hiding her expression.

“Shut up…it’s nothing new. It’s just a hobby when I get bored or whatever,” she responded, voice muffled.  His thumb lightly caressed the bare skin of her back. 

“Hmm, I’m curious about reading more. I got to see what my pretty girl’s thinking about,” he teased. She groaned loudly, face getting hot once more.

“I hate you so much…” she muttered. Kaeya laughed loudly pressing his lips against the wild soft curls of her hair.

“I love you too, Chai.”

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The Intern

"Hey!"

Elis jumped at the raised voice, nearly a foot in the air, before hastily positioning themself in a suitable stance for the approaching superior officer that was making his way towards them.

As they turned to do so, their eyes flashed towards him, putting a face to the aggravated voice.

"Do NOT touch those! You wanna get mycelial poisoning?" the man practically shouted at Elis, who in turn shrunk back, putting their hands in their pockets absentmindedly, before timidly asking, "W-With all due respect, sir, i-is that a thing?"

Astromycology, or really, any kind of mycology, was not Elis's field of specialty but they were knowledgeable enough to know that mycelial poisoning was not, in fact, a 'thing'. Prototaxites stellaviatori, especially, would not result in any sort of toxicity upon coming into contact with human skin. And Elis knew for a fact that this lieutentant's specialty was with the fungi, Prototaxites Stellaviatori. It was the baseline organism for his possibly revolutionary alternative warp travel theory.

But, Elis, being a nervous individual, chose not to outright confront their superior officer about this and rather just simply ask the question they did. Their question yielded them an exasperated sigh and an equally exasperated response from Lieutenant Stamets.

"No, you're right, mycelial poisoning? Not a thing you can get, and not from touching fungi. BUT I don't want you touching my fungi SO I had to come up with something quick didn't I?"

Elis just stared at Lieutentant Stamets owlishly.

"What, are you gonna say something or just touch my mushrooms and question me?"

Elis had to physically shake his head to get out of it and replied quickly, "Sorry! Sir! Sorry, sir, I apologize for uh- touching your stuff without your permission! It's err, its just my first day here as the research assistant for this project and ah, well, umm, I sort of got curious?"

Elis grimaced inwardly at his fumbled apology. He was definitely going to get thrown off this project now for sure.

The lieutenant looked thoughtfully at him before speaking again, "You're my new intern aren't you." It didn't have the intonation of a question.

Elis perked up again, "Yes! Yes, I'm Ensign Elis Carter! I graduated Starfleet Academy a year ago, honors in exobi-"

"I'm Lieutenant Paul Stamets, you'll refer to me by rank, of course and I don't care how many honors you graduated with, you work under me now and I expect the best."

Elis deflated a little bit at that but acknowledged Lieutenant Stamets all the same, still determined to earn his respect and their doctorate in cosmology.

They hadn't expected a friendly warm welcome, not in the rigorous scientific community of Starfleet but they'd figured their new boss would at least be cordially polite. It confused the hell of out them. In time, they would find that there were a lot of confusing things to be learned about this Lieutenant Paul Stamets...

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The warm rays, no doubt searing and destructive from up close, fell over Moonlight’s face like ocean waves in summertime as they drifted. The explosion rushed outwards, setting lightyears of void aglow, casting their radiance onto every glinting fragment of debris around them.

“Wow… I figured a supernova would look breathtaking, but this…”

“I am glad you…like it, Mx. Moonlight.”

G’s voice echoed from all around them, soft and omnipresent.

“Of course, I have… witnessed many a…‘supernova’ in my many… eternities of existence, yet none quite so… ‘breathtaking’ as this one, as you may say. Though it… may just be that I have the… pleasure of, ah, watching it with you, little creator.”

An awkward laugh stumbled from Moonlight’s throat.

“Thanks…”

The stellar waves roared on in the distance, sending sprays of nebulae alive with colour in every direction. Moonlight had read about these swan songs of a giant stars life many times before, and this one certainly lived up to its name. It did not look like a death, it looked like a beginning, the blazing, vibrant beginning of something new.

“It’s almost… too beautiful to be the end, isn’t it? Y’know, us humans always see the stars as these immortal, unchanging things. Our ancestors used them to navigate at sea because, even when there’s nothing to recognize for miles, there will always be stars to guide us. And just seeing one… go, like this… it’s weird to think about, and… a little sad…”

Moonlight turned their gaze from the explosion ahead of them to the glinting abyss beneath their feet, dotted with millions of stars, just as startlingly temporary as the dying one before them.

They felt something gently touch their shoulder. G stood next to them in human form, seemingly unsupported, a caring electric blue glow in his eyes, one directed at them, the other wandering deep into space. Turning to look at him, Moonlight leaned closer to his chest; his presence, more tangible than ever, was comforting.

“All things in this Existence… ‘go’, eventually, my dear. I have… witnessed many… things I thought would never leave my side fade away, yet I have also… found countless new encounters that have brought new…light to my life.”

G put his arm around Moonlight. With their head pushing into the soft fabric of his jacket, they could hear his heartbeat; a distant, strangely rhythmic pulsing from Somewhere that was not quite his chest, constant, eternal. If even stars could disappear, then… Moonlight slowly formed the question that came to their mind.

“Will… you… ever… ‘go’?”

G paused for a moment, then replied.

“To something like… me, ‘death’ the way you see it is almost as impossible to accurately imagine as… ‘eternal life’ would be for you, my dear. I have existed a very long… time, and I will be here for… as long as there is a Somewhere to make a better place, yet it is not impossible that when… our Worlds do come to an… ‘end’, I may follow suit. Split myself apart so that, when all ‘ends’ become ‘beginnings’, what was once ‘me’ may become something… new, hm?”

Moonlight clung to G even tighter.

“Answer me… this, little creator. Can matter be destroyed?”

It couldn’t, they remembered this. Pulling away slightly, Moonlight shook their head.

“Can energy be destroyed?”

Moonlight shook their head again.

“But… they change form, right?”

“You cannot be more…correct. When matter and energy drift apart, we see ‘ends’, hm? When matter comes together, there is space. When energy comes together, there is time. When space and time come together, there are ‘beginnings’, and, eventually… consciousness. Now, tell me, Mx. Moonlight… does anything ever truly… ‘die’?”

The answer emerged on Moonlight’s face in the form of a smile as they looked up into G’s vibrantly glowing eyes, brighter than any stars and both fixed on their glowing expression.

Chuckling softly to himself, G raised his arms in a wide arc, and reality responded to his call. The nebulae, once drifting ever so slowly from the site of the supernova, washed outwards all around them, shards of elements like shoals of multicoloured fish rushed past Moonlight’s hands until the site of the supernova has unraveled completely. G took Moonlight’s hand in his own and pointed upwards, where, in the distance, faster than the eye could see, streams of nebulae were reforming at a swirling glittering point, almost too fast and too bright to look at.

Igniting, massive, vibrant and warm even from a distance, the new star came to life among a stream of nebulae. Moonlight’s voice dropped to an awed whisper.

“Wow… that’s… incredible… did you do that?!”

G looked up at the newborn star alongside them.

“I only, ah, sped it up a little so you may see it, Mx. Moonlight. It would be rather… rude of me to take, ah, credit for your little universe’s hard work, hm?”

They floated together in the light of something new for a little while.

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