#she don't even care about how believable it sounds fr

[loetise]

allie’s not a good liar because she like collapses in shame and guilt and whatever after she's done it, but also because she will change her story as she’s talking about it to make whoever she’s talking about happy

[toruro]

— ✧ back to december

a part of flower me with love ... an hhu unit x flowers collection !

genre: smut (18+ / mdni), fluff, angst (resolved!), best friends to strangers to lovers

description: it's been four months and twenty-two days since you've last talked to mingyu, however your mother still thinks you two are friends. you don't have the heart to tell her what really happened, and now you think it's time for you to move on. (un?)fortunately for you though, mingyu seems to have other plans.

inspired by back to december by taylor swift!

tags: miscommunication, unrequited love (not fr though), big dick mingyu, sex in a car >_<, riding, fingering, pet names (angel, pretty), creampie :3

w/c: 4.3k

a/n: happy birthday @gyuswhore!!! this fic is for em but if not em and ur reading it i hope u enjoy too. this is like 2/3 plot and 1/3 smut if anyone cares

Normality is bliss.

That’s what you used to tell yourself. That’s what you used to believe.

Normality was bright mornings, crisp air, slow walking down the main street, inhaling the ambrosial scent of freshly roasted coffee beans, and slipping under the fairy lights that hang over the door. It was the warm sound of the overhead bell ringing, permeating laughter in the cafe from all customers, and daisies in a pot by the entrance.

Normality was Mingyu. His bright laugh as you approach the counter, sweet voice as he playfully asks you what drink you’d like, to which you roll your eyes and respond with, “You already know, don’t you?” It was the chuckle he would let out, the wink he flashed at you, murmuring the words, “It’s on the house” (because with Mingyu, it was always on the house), the thanks you give him before stepping back.

Normality was the latte he handed you, rough yet ginger fingers brushing over your palm as he warned you, “Careful, it’s hot,” and the giggle you let out when you stepped back and asked how his morning was going. It was Mingyu telling you nothing special happened yet. It was Mingyu suggesting that you two hang out at the field after he’s done with work. It was you grinning and agreeing in an instant, but only under the condition that he picks you up after your class.

Normality was bliss until four months and twenty-two days ago.

Now, normality hurts like a bitch.

Your mother glances at you from the corner of her vision as you rummage through the fridge. “What’re you looking for?”

“Some bread,” you murmur. “Was really craving a tomato sandwich … Damn, we’re seriously out of white bread?” you ask, giving up with a sigh as you close the door and face her.

She shrugs. “If it’s not in the fridge then I guess so. We’re low on produce too actually … I’d be surprised if you find tomatoes in there too,” she says. You purse your lip, shuffling through the different rows of cabinets to find something to throw together to take for lunch as your mother continues to speak. “You think you could stop by the grocery store after class today and pick up some stuff?”

“Yeah sure,” you reply casually.

“Ah, I wish Mingyu still stopped by with the groceries,” your mother says, and the sudden mention of his name has you halting your movements as you reach for a croissant, before you inhale deeply and go back to doing your own thing.

“Yeah,” you say quietly, clearing your throat after the word comes out horsley.

“You know why he stopped doing that?”

You try not to think about how you still haven’t told your mother that you and Mingyu don’t talk anymore.

“Uhh, I guess uni’s been getting to be a lot of work,” you tell her. “We’re both taking way harder classes so, uh, I guess he doesn’t have the time.”

“Hmm, yeah makes sense. You’re always swamped up in that room of yours ‘cause of work too … haven’t seen you two hang out in a while actually.”

You chew on your lip, staring down at your little bag for lunch and the croissant that sits inside. You wonder if you’ll even have the appetite to eat anything today after this conversation.

“We’re just busy. It’s harder to talk now.” It’s not entirely a lie. Grabbing the bag and picking up your backpack, you turn to face your mother who’s scrolling on her phone. “I’m gonna go now. My first class is starting soon.”

Now, normality is huffing as you get into your car, wishing you had a coffee next to you, but being too full of cowardice to head over to the cafe.

(“Go to a different cafe!” is what common sense would tell you, but common sense doesn’t listen to a love that has been betrayed. No other latte tastes the same, but you know that’s only because no other latte has been made by Mingyu.)

You pick up groceries on the way home.

Now, normality is staring at the daisies that are on display as you walk through the front doors of the store and reminiscing. It’s wondering what once was, and what could have been, if you decided to keep your silly feelings to yourself.

Normality is regretting. Regretting ever opening your mouth and telling Mingyu four months and twenty-two days ago that you loved him, and that you had loved him for not one, not two, not five, but ten damn years, because that was when you two met, and you always loved Kim Mingyu, but you should have known that not once did he love you back. Not how you would’ve wanted anyways.

Normality is wondering. Wondering if Mingyu would still be dropping off groceries if you hadn’t told him that you loved him, if he hadn’t told you he didn’t know what to tell you. Wondering if he thinks of you now. Wondering if he has any regrets. Wondering if he’s okay, but you lost the chance to know the answer to that question four months and twenty-two days ago. Wondering if—

Tomatoes. You need to buy the tomatoes, and the bread, some green beans, spinach, bell pepper, and more cheese, milk, maybe some butter, and—what was it that your mother told you to get? Oh, some strawberries.

You need to get all of these things, but there were no daisies on the list, so how did a bouquet full of them end up in your cart? You tell yourself you picked them up because they’re on sale, but you know the real reason is because you miss Mingyu.

Directing your attention back to the list you were sent on your phone, you hum lowly to yourself as you push your cart through the aisles. Checking items off your notes app, you exist with just yourself, your tomatoes, and fresh daisies as you try and finish these groceries before it gets too late into the evening.

Staring at your screen, you almost don’t notice that the dairy aisle isn’t empty until you bump into someone. “Sorry,” you mutter quickly, “I—” The words get caught in your throat when you see just exactly who you’ve hit.

Averting your gaze quickly, you wonder if Mingyu will respond, but you choose to scurry away quickly instead, because as cowardly as it sounds, you’re not sure if you’re ready to hear his voice again.

You’re not sure why your heart beats so fast when you escape into another aisle. Maybe it’s because you couldn’t read the look on his face for the brief second that your eyes met.

(Ten years of being best friends and you somehow don’t know what he’s thinking. Can four months and twenty-two days really change a person that much? Or did you never know Kim Mingyu in the first place?)

When you get home, your mother asks you where you got the daisies from. You tell her Mingyu gave them to you, because you want to convince her that you two are still best friends, and maybe—just maybe—you’re trying to convince yourself of it too.

You decide to buy a latte five days later. Mingyu never worked the evening shifts, so you’re confident you’ll get one of the other’s as the barista if you walk in past 6pm. Seokmin’s always nice. He doesn’t make the latte’s as sweet as you like—more specifically, as sweet as Mingyu made them—but he’s kind and always cheery.

When you walk in today, the pot by the door is empty. There are no more daisies, and you wonder if this is what has become of normality.

Your eyes glaze over the familiar setting, breathing in the sweet, rusty smell of coffee, and you smile watching all the cafe-goers laugh along with each other in their seats. All is going well, and you’re telling yourself that maybe this new normal isn’t too bad. That you’ve lived with it for four months and twenty-seven days, and so you can live with it longer and—

Your heart plummets when you see who's working the register today.

Maybe you really never knew Kim Mingyu, because you swore he hated the evening shifts, but here he is with a neatly tied apron, smiling while he talks to some girl across the counter. And his toothy grin is so bright and you aren’t sure if you’re seeing things correctly because everything sound has turned to a white rush in your ears and your vision blurs because you are once again awarded the painful reminder that you are in love with Kim Mingyu.

You thought your heart broke right in two back in December, but you hear it crack in this moment and realize that this was the final blow.

There are tears in your eyes, and you don’t know how long you stand there, until you hear your name. Seokmin is calling for you, and when you look up there’s no girl at the counter and it’s just Mingyu and Seokmin staring at you.

And you wonder briefly if you should be glad that Mingyu looks concerned but you don’t have time to dwell on the fact because Seokmin calls for you again—“Hey, are you okay? You—you’re crying”—and fuck, you’ve just humiliated yourself, so with fat tears hitting the dark wood ground you turn on your heel and rush out the door.

You keep thinking and wondering and regretting and you hate it all because regret has become normality, but regret is not a bliss.

You walk down the street, and you keep walking and walking and walking until you realize you forgot where you parked the car but none of that matters because all you’re thinking about is Mingyu’s smile, and how he doesn’t smile at you anymore. And so you walk faster and cry a bit harder until you’re so far down the street you don’t even know where you are anymore but it doesn’t matter because you don’t know who you’ve become.

And there’s footsteps thudding behind you—are you going to get kidnapped now? Fuck, you’ve already had the most horrendous sequence of events that could possibly happen to you in the span of five minutes, and now it’s going to get worse? If this goddamn kidnapper could just target you any other day, then maybe you wouldn’t whip around with tearful eyes, shouting into the dark: “Please don’t kidnap me! I’ll go with you any other day but—Mingyu!?”

His tall figure is hunched over, hands over his thighs as he heaves for breath, craning his neck to look up at you. “Kidnap you? Why in the world would I kidnap you?” he asks through harsh breaths. “Fuck, you walk so fast,” he groans, finally standing up as you furiously wipe your tears away in an attempt to actually make sense of this situation.

“I—” You want to reply, but then it hits you that this is the first time Mingyu has spoken to you in four months and twenty-seven days, and the thought is dizzying. “I don’t know,” you tell him, because you really don’t know. You don’t know a damn thing.

Mingyu looks at you with a look that you, once again, can’t seem to read. “Sorry, I—I wanted to see if you were okay.”

“I’m fine,” you tell him, and anyone would be able to see through the lie but you’re hoping that Mingyu doesn’t pry any further. He doesn’t move, nor does he say anything. “You can, uh, go back now,” you add, rubbing the back of your neck as you stare at the ground. “I’m okay.”

“You—you were crying.”

Opening your mouth to protest, you realize you can’t refute him now. Not when it was so painfully obvious. You choose silence instead, hoping that your apprehension will be enough to drive him away, although it only seems to egg Mingyu on.

You don’t expect the words he blurts out after a few moments of thickness.

“You don’t know how much I wish I could go back to December and change things.”

“Please don’t lie to me Mingyu,” you tell him, and he can just hear from the way you say his name that you are desperately pleading with him. When you finally look up at him with glossy eyes, he wonders how in the world he let things get this far.

“I’m not lying, I—I wouldn’t lie about this.”

“What do you mean by this, Mingyu? What is this?” You cover your face and begin to sob, but not without gasping out words between heavy breaths. “Please don’t do this to me, not again.”

And when you uncover your face and look at him again, he’s got some bewildered look on his face, and you can’t tell what he’s going to say next.

“The girl,” Mingyu starts to say. “That’s my cousin. She was visiting me at work and—”

“It’s not about the girl, Mingyu!” And that’s a bit of a lie because some part of it is about the girl but it’s mainly about you and it’s mainly about Mingyu—mainly about the two of you.

He pinches the bridge of his nose and speaks. “Sorry, I—you’re right.”

Silence once more, before you calm your breaths and shake your head. “You should head back, Mingyu.”

“No I—wait, I just—I’m not lying. I regret everything I did in December.”

“Ming—”

“No, please listen to me. I regret not telling you how I actually felt, but I was so confused,” he tells you, repeating your name. “I was confused and fucking terrified because if things didn’t work out for some reason, then I would’ve lost my best friend but—but I was fucking stupid and lost you anyways. And you know, I wanted to reach out. I wanted to talk to you so bad but then like last week, when I saw you in the grocery store, and—daisies.”

“Daisies?” You furrow your brows.

“Daisies. You had a bouquet of them in your cart,” Mingyu tells you, taking a step forward. “And I know how much you love daisies. Your favorite flowers in the world. I saw them in your cart and thought to myself, fuck, I missed my chance, because I thought you had them for someone else and—”

“They weren’t,” you blurt out. “I-I even told my mom you got me them,” you add bashfully, “because she doesn’t know we stopped … yeah.”

There’s a silence that sits between you two, but you’re starting to realize that silence has become normality and you are no longer content with that.

“Mingyu, do you love me?”

He doesn’t hesitate to respond. “More than you love daisies.”

You laugh through your drying tears. You laugh so hard it makes you cry no longer because of pain but because of happiness, and you shake your head and throw your arms around him. “Kim Mingyu, that is a bold statement.”

“What can I say?” he grins. “I’m a bold man.”

“Where was that bold man for the past four months and twenty-seven days?” you snort.

Mingyu raises a brow. “You’ve been counting?” For a moment your expression falls but then he shakes his head and smiles. “Don’t worry—I’ve been too.”

You two are quick to head back, Mingyu begging Seokmin to hold the first alone for the weekend before taking the wheel of your car and driving you both to your favorite field of daisies.

“Are we going to have sex for the first time in your car?” Mingyu asks with a chuckle, climbing into the backseat from one end while you pile in from the other.

Giggling, you meet his lips for a kiss as soon as the door shuts behind him, arms winding around his thick neck to bring him close. “The way you said that insinuates there we’ll be having more sex after this,” you tell him with a smile before diving back into another tongue twisting kiss.

“Hell yeah,” Mingyu groans against your tongue as you adjust to situate yourself over his lap, hips pressing dangerously close to his. “Gonna fuck you every day if I can. If you can handle that,” he adds.

You roll your eyes, pulling back to help yourself out of the cardigan and shirt you’re wearing. “What makes you think I can’t handle it?”

He only flashes you a toothy grin and quickly glances down at his groin area before winking at you. “You’ll see.”

“Kim Mingyu, you are a little shit,” you conclude despite the way your tummy churns at his insinuation, throwing off your shirt as Mingyu helps you out of a bra.

“I’m not little, that’s for sure … fuck, you’ve got the prettiest tits in the world,” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around your torso to pull you closer so he can plant his lips on the soft flesh. His mouth is warm, tongue tracing constellations over our skin before enclosing one of your nipples with his lips.

Slowly, his tongue traces circles around the stiffened nipple, teeth grazing over it ever so gently before biting down with slight force. “Ah!” you moan out, head thrown back as your hands travel up his neck and into his hair, fisting the thick, dark locks. “‘m sensitive, ‘gyu,” you tell him, shaky-breathed as he pulls his mouth off your tits with a slip popping sound.

“Sorry,” he says with a lazy smile. “Your tits are so nice,” Mingyu murmurs, bringing a hand up to squeeze over your other breast, tweaking the nipple in one hand as your hands begin to play with the hem of his tight fit shirt. “Fuck, can’t believe we didn’t fuck earlier. You know how much time we could’ve saved?” he says, pulling away just for a moment to peel the shirt off his body, revealing his firm, thick torso.

“I wonder whose fault that is?” You roll your eyes.

Mingyu frowns in response. “Don’t remind me … angel, take off your pants. Wanna finger you.”

He doesn’t have to tell you twice, because in an instant your hands are at the waistband of your pants as heat rises to your cheeks upon hearing his words. Just the thought of Mingyu’s thick, longer fingers inside your aching cunt is enough for it to pulse around nothing as you throw your pants to the side and shove your panties to reveal your core.

“Atta girl,”  he murmurs under his breath as you readjust yourself over his lap so that he can have better access between your legs. Slowly, he brings one hand up to your exposed cunt, bringing his middle finger to circle around your gaping hole. “Shit, you’re so wet, angel … so wet for me.”

“Just for you ‘gyu, just for you” you gasp out when he sinks one finger in, rough pads rubbing against your warm, gummy walls.

Now Mingyu occasionally entertains the outrageous idea that he’s well composed, but he’d be a fool to deny that, even though he can turn you to mush in the palm of his hand, you also have him wrapped around your little finger.

You only have to beg him once or twice for a second finger before he’s giving in, wanting nothing more than to spoil you until you can’t even remember what you were asking for in the first place. And naturally, when you finally tell him that you’re ready for more—ready for his cock—he can’t help but grin and comply.

“You think you’re ready?” he asks, slipping his fingers out and shoving them into your mouth so you can taste yourself.

“You think I’m not?” you mumble around his fingers. You pout a little and Mingyu chuckles, leaning in to give you a wet and sloppy kiss before lifting his hips a little.

“You’ll see angel … help me take this all off,” he tells you, and you’re quick to grab at his waistband and yank his pants and boxers down at the same time.

“What are you talking ab—oh.” The words dry on your tongue when you see his cock spring out, from underneath his boxers, the thickness slapping against Mingyu’s abdomen.

It’s fat and long and veiny in all the right places, heavy balls resting at the base of it, the reddish-pink tip smeared all over with his shiny, translucent white precum.

“Yeah,” Mingyu says with yet another chuckle, watching your face as you gaze down at his cock in awe.

“I-is it gonna fit?” you ask incredulously, eyes glancing back and forth between the smirk on Mingyu’s lips and the long length of his cock. Mingyu just shrugs and smooths his hands over your hips, your stomach, and then your neck, pulling you into a deep kiss.

Your stomach flutters, cunt growing more and more needy and wet as the seconds tick by, and the way Mingyu’s tongue flicks against yours only heightens the feeling. When he pulls away, he settles his hands over your waist and directs you right over his cock, and something in you swells with pure arousal with the next words he says.

“Don’t worry angel, I’ll make it fit. You trust me?”

“Yeah,” you breath out, steadying your position as Mingyu uses one hand to guide his heavy length so that the tip points upwards and presses right against you.

“Fuck yeah,” he hisses, and you moan as you feel him sliding against your folds in a slippery, sticky mess. “old onto me, yeah angel? If you want to stop just—”

“Say the word,” you finish for him, placing your hands on Mingyu’s bare shoulders as an attempt to steady yourself, breath hitching as his length pushes into your entrance. “Oh shit, ‘gyu!" you cry out as you begin to sink down on him.

Tears pricking at the corners of your eyes—you can’t even fathom how, even after all his prep, Mingyu still feels like he’s nearly splitting you in half.

“Fuck, pretty—you’re so fucking tight,” Mingyu grunts, helping you nearly impale yourself on his cock. “Fucking fitting inside you so well,” he praises as he bottoms out inside of you, letting your forehead fall to his shoulder as you take deep breath.

Mingyu knows he’s big—knows it’s hard to fit him inside of you—and he’s feels so fucking lucky that he has you—so willing to take all that he’s giving—sucking him in and whining for more. He waits a few moments, only listening to the way your heavy breaths start to grow lighter, until you’re whimpering a soft, “‘gyu.”

He wastes no time in jerking his hips upward, shifting inside of you and battering the inside of your soft walls. You bite down on his shoulder as you push your hips down to meet his thrusts, choking back soft sobs as you feel his cock kiss your cervix with each movement.

“Holy shit,” Mingyu grunts as you begin to bounce on his lap, his length slipping out of you halfway before being plunged right back in with a sopping mess growing on his thighs.

You whine loudly at the overwhelming pleasure that takes over your body, lifting your head up so you could look at Mingyu with your mouth agape and hair stuck all over your burning face, a sheer layer of sweat starting to envelope both your bodies.

Soon, both of your movements begin to grow erratic and sloppy, hips jamming into each other so hard you’d be surprised if you even have the ability to walk tomorrow. You now know why Mingyu was concerned about fucking every day.

“You g’na cum soon pretty? Cum all over my cock? I can feel it angel, can feel your pretty cunt squeezing me.”

“Fuck, Mingyu,” you manage to gasp out, “Yeah, ’m gonna cum—feels so good, so full, so—fuck!”

Mingyu’s cock pulses inside of you and that’s when every detail seems to be heightened to a thousand—as your orgasm racks through you, you seem to feel every curve, every vein, dragging in and out of you to such detail that it has your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you scream out his name.

Mingyu watches you fall apart, surrendering to bliss, and the way your hips are sporadically swiveling over his, your pussy’s wetness coating and creaming his cock has him going into a frenzy. Frantically, he begins to snap his hips faster up into you, your soft moans of overstimulation pushing him to his end faster than he can ever imagine. Watching the way he slides in and out of you is enough to have him cumming, shooting his hot, sticky load inside your warm cunt.

Riding out the last of his orgasm with soft rolls of his hips, Mingyu sighs contently at the feeling of you milking him dry, the both of you looking down at the wet, dirty mess you’ve made where the two of you connect, his cock still throbbing inside of you.

Both of you finally look up at the same time, grinning at each other, and you flop forward resting your head on his chest as he slowly combs his fingers through your hair, other hand running up and down your back.

“Why’d you start working the evening shifts?” you ask Mingyu after your breath has finally leveled. “I thought you hated those.”

“I did, but you stopped coming in the mornings, and I figured it was because of me. I hoped that maybe you would start coming in the evenings so I asked my boss to change my regular shifts just in case.”

“Oh wow, you really do love me.”

“I already told you I do! Even more than you love daisies, remember?”

[ixiot-ghostrebel]

Another sagau reader hearing someone insulting characters and going apeshit but when someone insults reader are like "......hmm shodul I drink hot chocolate or tea today?" This time ganyu( becose I still pissed at one guy who insulted her i her own story quest) bennet and nilou (another chance to make azar feel terror)

COMING RIGHT UP, ANON. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING OMG 💀 I have been too dead without these requests, fr.

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When Someone Insults Ganyu, Bennett, and Nilou vs When Someone Insults Reader...

(Disclaimers: Might Be OOC, Mentions of Violence, & Quest/Genshin Impact Lore Spoilers!)

Ganyu

Okay, first of all: Yes, I am adding that stupid idiot cough Xin Cheng cough into this.

You were just following the Traveler and Paimon, joining Ganyu's Story Quest which, for some reason, was not completed yet. So, you decided to tag along to see Ganyu!

You weren't hyped when that beggar came out of nowhere and started to do all that fairytale stuff even you don't approve of—and you were someone that sticks themselves into your own head, thank you very much.

So when this man started to gain the audacity to insult Ganyu, you knew you had to step up and do something. No one, and you quite mean it, was going to insult her and get away with it.

"Hey!" You came out from your hiding spot (you're the Almighty Creator, you know it'll make the situation worse). "Just what the hell do you think you're doing, huh?"

Xin Cheng pales at the sight of your enraged figure. He stutters to make an excuse, but you cut him off. You're having none of it.

"Get your useless self out of here, before I decide to kick it down the mountains myself!"

To say that Ganyu was shocked that you were getting angry over a mortal was an understatement. She was beyond surprised that you even stood up for her.

But she did have to intervene with your threatening—after all, she is still an Adeptus. Protecting the people of Liyue was still her duty.

"Your Grace...Please let him go. I'm sure he already understands his mistake." Ganyu's soft voice only made your anger increase—she sounded so upset!

"Y-yes, please, Your Grace! I understand what I've done wrong, I—"

"Silence." You glare down at the mortal. Your turn back to Ganyu, and considered your choices. While you wanted to wreck absolute vengeance on this man, you also didn't want to hurt Ganyu's feelings more.

Guess you were going down Trauma Lane, then. You sigh, and stomp your feet as you turn around to glare at Xin Cheng, catching his petite form by surprise.

"If I ever see you do this again..." Your eyes narrow. "Believe me when I say it—you will be granted no mercy by any adeptus nor Rex Lapis himself. Now SCRAM!" With that, he was running for the hills. You weren't entirely satisfied, but you'll take it. For now.

What would Happen if Ganyu heard you get insulted? Well, first of all, she would gasp quietly to herself. What was this blasphemy? She's utterly horrified.

Ganyu thinks she might faint once she realizes you were nearby, checking out vendor goods next to where the gossipers were spilling terrible insults of your image.

"Y-Your Grace! Please accept my apology on behalf of the people of Liyue." Will literally run up to you and apologize for them. While she may not be the one who did it, she's still cares about the People of Liyue—and thus her reasoning as to why she's askign for the mercy of the Almighty Creator.

Your puzzled look turns to Ganyu. "Who are you apologizing for?" Ganyu blinks.

"The, uhm—the gossipers..?" You're still confused, until your eyes shine once recognition hits you like Truck-Kun.

"Ohhh, those dudes! Yeah, don't worry about them—they're pretty boring, saying the same thing like a broken record. Say—wanna shop with me? I'm paying, of course."

And that's how you got Ganyu to be more comfortable around you! :D

Bennett

Ah, our unlucky yet optimistic adventurer! This boy—he is good. He's cool, and he's rather awed by most of the kids in Mondstadt.

He was hanging out with Razor and Fischl when someone decides to insult him. this genuinely upsets him—after all, they were insulting his ability and his position in the Adventurer's Guild...

Already, Razor and Fischl were already up to defend him, but what they didn't expect is for the Almighty Creator (aka you) got to it first.

"I beg your pardon," you say through gritted teeth. "How exactly is having a bad luck aura got to do with ANYTHING related to being an adventurer?" You're glaring so many daggers you could practically say you were breaking all the walls. "Perhaps we'll see just how lucky you are when I send you to Dragon Spine and watch your dead corpses FREEZE TO DEATH?"

The insulters were paling the more you went on. Razor and Fischl aren't sure what to do—you're already there, dealing with the situation.

But Bennett? Well uh, like usual, his bad luck got the best of him, and he accidentally stumbles towards you (miraculously). He bumps into you, and you shift your gaze onto him.

"Uh—Sorry, Your Grace! I really didn't mean to bump into you, I swear!" Poor guy is scared because his bad luck affected him at the worst time of all. He thinks he might get killed.

You though? Oh, hell nah. Your gaze already soften, and you decided to show favoritism! You pull the boy into a hug, glaring at the insulters one more time as a warning to scram, before you go back to enjoying giving the boy affection!

But when Bennett hears you get insulted? Well, first of all, screw his bad luck because the insulters were quite literally telling him how bad of a Creator you were!

He immediately tries to avoid getting too deep into the discussion, trying to sway the topic elsewhere to no avail, and he pales when he realizes you were literally a few steps away from them!

And it seems his bad luck gets in the way again, because you just turned right as he was staring at you with shocked eyes!

However, instead of being mad, you were actually beaming when you see him. You wave at Bennett, smiling.

"Bennett! Help me choose some flowers, yeah?"

"Uhm—uh, Sure, Your Grace!"

And that's how the insulters were hiding in their homes for the rest of their lives as you merrily dragged Bennett out of that horrendous conversation.

Nilou

Honestly, do I need to say who decided to insult this amazing dancer?

Yes, it was fricking Azar again. What is up with this crazy old man, nobody knows. Perhaps you should put him in prison for a while until he's gained a sense of appreciation for the Arts. ALL of the Arts.

Apparently, when you had drilled fear into this man, he thought it only applied to flipping Nahida. As much as you love Nahida, you are not going to have Azar twists your words and make it seem like you grant him permission to snark down other people—especially the people of Zubayr Theater.

So when Azar finally decides to have scholars gain the nerve to insult Nilou on behalf of his stupid brain, you (of course) just had to get yourself involved with this.

"Excuse me, but since when did you have the audacity to judge someone else's profession of art, simply because it isn't 'academic' in any way?" You spat. "Where I come from, Art courses are necessary in order to move on in your academic life." When Nilou hears you, she, first of all, is grateful of you stepping up for her, and, second of all, very scared of what might be happening next.

The scholars pale, but they seem to have taken your comment as a debate.

"With all due respect, Your Grace, the Arts are anything but educational—"

"Was I looking for a second opinion, dimwit?" You narrow your eyes. "Besides, have you yourself ever tried the Art of Dancing or the Art of Music before?"

"Well—uhm, no, but—"

"Then shut up, then." The scholars begin to panic as your voice becomes low and dangerous. "You don't have an excuse to be judgmental if you haven't even tried this stuff yourself."

"Ex-Sage Azar told us to say this!" They blurt out, and that only increases your rage. Seeing that things might escalate, Nilou steps in.

"Your Grace, let's not be too harsh!" She exclaims, waving her hands frantically. "I'm sure they understand what they did wrong. There's no need to have them punished." You narrowed your eyes in disagreement, for a half second, Nilou thought she made the situation worse.

But when you sigh heavily, she knew you relented. You glare at the scholars again.

"Tell Azar if he does this again, to ANYONE, I'll cut his head off, and there's no more excuses there. In fact—bring me to him. I'll have a talk with him myself."

Yeah, Azar got traumatized again :)

But when Nilou hears you be insulted? Quite literally behind your back? She thought she was going to faint from the gossiper's comments alone! You being there to listen it to it all only made her feel worse.

She was about to confront them, until she saw other people nearby dealing with the situation. So, Nilou decides to check up and see if you were okay...After all, those comments weren't nice.

She was pretty shocked when she realized you were contemplating over wares instead, completely unbothered by the drama going on behind your back. Nevertheless, she was still going to apologize in case you were just hiding your emotions.

"Uhm, Your Grace—I would like to apologize on behalf of all of Zubayr Theater. We should've done something earlier." You look at her, confused.

"What are you apologizing for, Nilou?" You ask. She blinks.

"Uhm, the gossipers, Your Grace..?" Your eyes widen, before you bark a laugh.

"Oh, those dudes! Yeah—don't worry about them, honestly. Say—help me pick: should I get hot chocolate or tea from this lovely store?"

Let's just say you had a fun time hanging out with Nilou for the rest of the afternoon :)

AND THAT'S IT! WE ARE DONE! I AM SO SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE AND TAKING 30+ YEARS TO FINISH THIS, BUT IT'S HERE! :D I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED IT!

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Ruin requests??? Anything w/ ruined Roxy x reader please I need to clean her up and make her feel better my wife is so sad :(((

NAH FR I'm devastated for her </33

[RUIN SPOILERS AHEAD]

.......

You don't know how you did it.

You don't know how you managed to reach Cassie and Roxanne deep within the bowels of the Mega Pizzaplex and destroy...whatever mechanical abomination was lying there.

But none of that mattered right now, as there's only one important thing sitting in front of you at this very moment:

The heavily damaged wolf animatronic, currently in a deactivated state as she was recharging power.

You did your best to clean off whatever grease, charcoal, or dirt you can find on the remnants of her suit. However given her lack of any exterior shelling, you focused mainly on her endoskeleton.

A dozen rags and special cleaners later...she was already looking better than before.

You took extra care when cleaning her hair--the part of herself she valued the most aside from her eyes. The last thing you wanted was for her to go into a frenzy in your own garage.

At first you were afraid for Cassie's safety, thinking Roxy was going to attack her like Monty, Chica, and some older Freddy model. But instead the young girl actually led you to her, begging you to save her as she was too scared to lose her "only friend".

That was surprising to hear, though you trusted her and took them both hope, escaping through a tunnel leading to the outside world.

You drove Cassie to the hospital, where she would be staying for a few nights, while you went back home to repair Roxy to the best of your abilities.

Being a former technician had its perks, but even so...you couldn't 100% restore her to her original state. You had no idea how she was even capable of functioning at all, even apparently fighting an animatronic that mimicked Cassie's friend.

Still, you had to try.

For both of their sakes.

Once Roxy was charged fully, you smiled and got up, going to your monitor to complete the process and reactivate her.

--WARNING: ANIMATRONIC SAFETY PROTCOLS REMAIN CRITICALLY DAMAGED. CONTINUE? [Yes/No]--

You huffed in annoyance, going ahead and selecting "yes". There was nothing you could do about those right now. But you hoped she would recognize you before she made any sudden movements.

As soon as you made your choice, the wolf jerked to life, already fighting against the restraints of her chair as she growled and shouted.

"Where am I?! Cassie?! CASSIE?!!" She cried out desperately. "Let me go-!!"

"Roxy! It's me." You spoke up, trying to calm her down as you cautiously approached. "Do you remember me?"

Closing her endo jaws, she fell silent for a moment, trying to recognize your voice. "[Y/n]? My...personal repair technician..? Where are we? Is Cassie okay?"

"You're at my house, far away from the Pizzaplex. Cassie's staying at the hospital for a few nights. She's safe." Relieved, you smiled when her gaze met yours, and you could see her relax in the chair. "I can't believe it...you were down there all this time. I thought you guys were goners. What happened..?"

"It's..all a blur." She muttered, tensing as she felt a cable being removed from the back of her head. "What are you..??"

"It's okay. I had to recharge you and run some diagnostics, so I'm taking the cables out. Keep talking to me, Roxy."

"Did Cassie book her party?"

"...come again?"

"Her birthday.." She looked up at you, ears twitching and rotating. "She didn't have the best time, I tried cheering her up...did you know she's my number one fan?"

"Yes." You nodded as you detached the final cable. Then you helped her stand up and regain her footing. "You've only told me about her a dozen times while I was repairing you."

"I did...? Huh...can we go back to the Pizzaplex when she recovers? We'll throw her the best birthday party ever!" Her tone sounded so hopeful, yet your silence made her frown. "[Y/n]?"

"I'm sorry, Roxy. But the whole mall's condemned. It's not safe anymore" You regrettably reminded her. "I don't know what the hell happened there in the time I was gone, but...it's in ruins. Even if it was somehow magically restored..I don't think Cassie would want to go back there."

Of course, you knew that's not what she wanted to hear, but it was the reality. And you could see her growing more and more distraught.

"..right, I..remember now..but that's it? No more parties or...o-or races to win..? No more sharing carrot cake? No one to tell me I'm beautiful..?" Her voice wavered, but you couldn't tell if it was due to the glitches or genuine emotion.

The robotic sniffle you heard confirmed the latter, and you stepped forward to take her hands into yours. "You're still beautiful, and..I promise when she gets out, we'll go buy all the carrot cake she wants. We'll throw her a party here. One she deserves." You could feel tears pricking your eyes, despite your attempts to smile.

Although you wish it didn't take a tragedy of this scale to change Roxy's personality, you were glad to see this softer side coming out. Her sassiness to other kids and staff members was always there--even towards you--but Cassie is the only one she ever looked out for.

Maybe..they had more in common than they realized.

'She's the reason Roxy didn't go rogue like all the others...she's been fighting tooth and nail to protect this girl..'

"Y-You mean that?"

"Every word." Nodding, you embraced her as she began to cry, oil leaking from her sockets. Her arms eventually found their way around you, and while constricting...you didn't dare to let her go.

Not anytime soon.

Now it's gonna be your turn to protect her.

[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - The Houseguest (Part 2)

Summary - A three part series where the reader and family goes on a chaotic holiday with Ruben as their guests.

Enjoy

Yeah, last night was most definitely a dream. You woke up the next day and Ruben was nowhere to be find and no one in your family had even heard of him.

"He's like 6 feet, braud shoulders."

"Sounds like you dreamt that shit."

"Anita." Your mother slapped your sisters hands.

"Ouch Mamãe. Whatchu do that for?"

"Don't make your sister feel bad for having wet dreams."

"It wasn't a wet dream." You groaned.

"Wet dream? Who's having wet dreams?" Tomas overheard your conversation upon entering the kitchen. He was shirtless and you would be impressed by the fact that he has been working out, if it wasn't for Ruben. Last night wasn't a dream, there was a six foot man making laps in the pool. He was as tall as a tree and had the most handsome eyes/abs.

"Y/N. She says Bernardo's friend woke her up last night swimming around the pool."

"Bernardo's friend?" Tomas frowned. "Wasn't he supposed to arrive later today?"

"Exactly. Bernardo is probaly picking him up as we speak. Stop watching wierd movies before bed Y/N. You'll have less wet dreams, trust me. "

"I give up." You sighed. "No one believes me anyway."

"There there, let's not argue about who is right or wrong." Your mom said. "Your father wants us to meet him at the yacht festival down by the marina."

"Don't tell me he's buying a boat?" You said.

"No, your father just likes to dream. We will be joining him for lunch."

It was the perfect day for it. The sun was out and a lot of people roamed the Portimão marina. You couldn't help feeling like a third wheel though. Your mother and father walked ahead, arm and arm, whilst your sister and Tomas went off to have their pictures taken in front of a giant yacht. What's so impressive about a boat the same size as a house?

"Psst... Y/N." Somone hissed.

"Huh?" You shifted your head but to no use.

"Overhere."

"Where?"

You were talking to a ghost. It almost sounded like the voice was coming from above you.

"Look up!"

You raised your head to see "Ruben?" hanging off the railings of one of the boats.

"Care to join me?" He smiled.

"You're real!" You wanted to exclaim. "What are you doing here, on this boat? Is it yours?"

You came around the large fleet. Ruben waited to assist you to hop on.

"My uncles actually." He said, stretching out a hand, helping you cross the bridge from the docks.

"Why is it here, parked on the docks? Is it appart of the festival?"

"No, actually it's kind of my way of helping your brother out."

"Help Bernardo? How?"

"Well..." Ruben's smile looked devious. "Turns out this mystery girl of his has expensive taste in men and...."

"Let's me guess." You interrupted. "Bernardo is pretending to be the owner of this boat."

"Oh, he's told you of his plan?"

"No, but I know my brother." You sighed.

"Good, then you know that..."

Emerging, voices interrupted.

"But Pãi, wouldn't you rather enjoy lunch in a nice restaurant than on a boat?"

"No."

"But Pãi."

It sounded like your dad and...

"Bernardo?"

"Y/N?"

"Ruben?"

"Mr Silva."

It was a bit of a mess, with your dad pushing past you to get to Ruben, greeting him like an old friend.And then there was Bernardo, looking a bit stressed to see you on the boat.

"What are you doing here?" He hissed.

"I'm..." You didn't get to finish your sentence until more voices emerged on the boat. This time it was your mother, Anita and Tomas.

"Where did you go Pãi?" Your mother said, breathless from climbing the stairs onto the top deck.

"I told you I spotted Bernie by the docks and look, it was him." Your dad said.

"What's going on and who's he?" Said Anita, pointing to Ruben.

The top deck of the boat was getting really crowded now, something that made your brother more and more anxious.

"Okay, everyone listen up!" He shouted. "I'm suppose to meet a friend for lunch in about five minutes, so can all of you please get off this boat, like now?"

"Friend? What friend?" Your family exchange confused looks.

"I thought you were having lunch with us?" You mother looked quite hurt by the betrayal.

"No, Mamãe. I told you and dad to meet me at the restaurant, after lunch."

"After lunch?" Your dad snorted. "I'm staying, I wanna have lunch on a boat."

"Then I'm staying too." Your mother said, locking arms with your father.

"Me too." Said Anita, which didn't give Tomas much of a choice.

"Alright, alright, alright!" Bernardo looked to want to pull out his hair. "You can all stay. But when my friend, who also happens to be the love of my life..."

"What!" Your family gasped in unison. Ruben however, turned his head for us not to see him chuckle.

Bernardo rolled his eyes. "When she gets here you all have to play along and say that this boat belongs to me and not Ruben's uncle."

"That's Ruben?" Your sister said, her eyes gazing him up and down. She then looked to you.

"Told you." You grimaced.

"Yes. That's Ruben. Ruben meet my family. My parents, two sisters and their boyfriend Tomas."

"Ex!" You hissed

"Right, right. My sisters boyfriend and my other sisters ex boyfriend. We're a fucked up family, I know. Either way. Five minutes guys. Mamãe, Anita, help me set the table. Y/N, help dad bring the food out and Ruben tell the captain to prepare to get this boat off shore."

It was bizarre, Bernardo bossing everyone around for the sake of sceaming some poor woman. But what didn't you do for your family?

Once his mystery woman arrived you were all off to an exclusive trip on Ruben's uncles luxurious yacht.

"I didn't know you had such a big family Bernie." Bernardo's woman said. Upon meeting her you took back the thought of her being poor in any kind of way, because this woman wore designer from top to bottom. Even her red toe nails were painted with Dior nailpolish. No wonder Bernardo felt the need to lie about his middle class upbringing.

"You okay? You look nauseous?"

The only good thing about this unscheduled boat trip is that you got to sit next to Ruben. He often leaned in to whisper funny comments about this whole situation. Somthing that made Anita but specially Tomas, throw irritating glances your way.

"I'm fine. It must be Bernardo and his lies that's got me feeling bubbly."

You thought that would make Ruben laugh, however he kept looking at you with a serious expression.

"Or you could be getting sea sick." He said. The way his eyes held yours made you blush.

"Pass the chicken, will you?"

Somone kicked your foot underneath the table. Anita. "Ouch." You wheezed. "Whachu do that for?"

"Pass me the salt, will you?"

She was too short to reach it and so you passed it to Tomas instead. For some reason he avoided your gaze, looking over your shoulder to where Ruben sat. Perhaps it was because his arm rested around your chair, making it  look like you two were a couple in front of Bernardo's woman She even made a comment about it.

"So cute. How long have you two been together?"

Perhaps Ruben had caught on the dirty looks thrown your way because he was more than happy to play along.

"Two years." He said, moving his arm to really rest around your shoulder. "I was planning on buying her a ring by the end of this month."

"What?" Your sister gasped.

"Honey?" Your mother said concerned, thinking you had been hiding things from her. Your dad however just found it very amusing. Apparently he knew Ruben and his family very well, something that felt really reassuring to you.

"Some more wine meu amor?" Bernardo said, afraid that his cover would be ruined if we all got to comfortable about things.

"No, wine. I wanna hear more about this not so unexpected proposal." His woman, which name was a Russian one that you couldn't quite pronounce, said. "I love weddings."

"Um...well." She really put you on the spot. Good thing Ruben was a better lier than you.

"We're crazy about each other. No point in beating around the bush. I want to merry her."

"But..." Anita cried, however, sudden movment underneath the table indicated that Bernado gave her leg a kick. To your amusement of course.

"A man that knows what he wants. I like it." The woman said.

"I know what I want." Bernardo said, raising his hand.

Once the conversation switched to dogs and golden beaches Ruben leaned in to whisper again. "You sure you're alright, you look really pale."

Maybe he was right. The air around you seemed to get a bit heated. And so both you ad Ruben excused yourself so that you could get to the leeward side of the ship, where the wind blew less. You leaned your body over the railing incase you'd throw up. Ruben however made sure to keep you steady I'm his arms, preventing you from falling over board.

"What's going on here?"

At one point Anita came looking for you. It wouldn't surprise you if she thought you and Ruben had snuck off to get a quicky in somewhere.

"I think she's sea sick." He said.

"Sea sick?" Your sister frowned but took over Ruben's position of holding you steady.

"I'll go talk to the captain, see if he can turn us back around." Ruben said, disappearing somewhere around the corner.

"You good?" Your sister said, patting your back.

"No." You said, spitting out the bad taste in your mouth.

"You know, if this is your plan to make Tomas jealous or something, it is not working."

"What?" You looked up from the railing and couldn't believe what you were hearing.

"Oh please, I see the way you try to flirt with Ruben in front of him. It's pathetic."

"I don't know what your talking about." You muttered.

"No? Either way he is so out of your leauge."

"Excuse me."

"Y/N?" Said Bernardo. If he, Ruben and the rest of your family hadn't come around deck, you might have thrown Anita to the sharks.

"You okay sis?" He said, finally dropping the rich kid act, to be the brother that you knew and loved.

"Do I look okay?" You sighed. The sea sickness was getting worser and worser with the wind that was picking up. Grey clouds roamed the skies, perhaps there was a storm coming?

"Ruben said that the captain wants us to dock at the next Island, stay there til the storm blows over."

"And when is that?" Anita said, folding her arms with the cold breeze.

"Could be later tonight. But Ruben guesses that it won't ware off until morning."

"Morning?" She frowned. "So we're staying overnight on this boat?"

"There is room for everybody." Ruben assured.

"Yay, a sleepover. I love sleep overs. " Bernardo's woman cheered. "Show me to our room baby."

Bernardo was more than happy to.

"But where are we sleeping?" Anita asked.

"What do you mean." Bernardo frowned. He spoke between clenched teeth. " Do I need to remind you about you position in this?" By position he meant his little lie. "Devide the rooms by couples. Pãi and Mamãe. You and Tomas and Y/N and Ruben."

"Y/N can't stay with Ruben." Anita frowned, behind her Tomas looked to want to utter the same thing.

Bernardo however was being torn by his womans eagerness to get to her room and his baggage of a family. "Of course she can, their about to be engaged." He winked and off he went with his girlfriend, leaving you in a very awkward position with your family.

"Mr Silva I...."

Your dad just shook his head when Ruben spoke, silencing him. "The walls are thin on this boat, rember that son."

"Yes, sir."

"Dad." You groaned. It couldn't get anymore disturbing.

"Pãi." Anita spoke up. "You can't seriously let her share rooms with this man. I mean she barely knows him."

"Nitty, your sister is sick, let her rest." He said, to everyone's surprise.

"Mamãe?" Anita turned to your mother, desperate for her to do something about this.

"Your father is right. Y/N needs to rest." She said.

"But...she's...and he's...

You felt a warm hand caress your back. It was Ruben, helping you up to get you inside. This day really took a turn for the worst, even for your family.

[theplanetplu20]

Stress Reliever

pairing(s): Larissa Weems x reader

warning(s): NSFW, mommy kink, praise kink, etc

summary: You’ve been stressing over finals, so larissa takes it upon herself to help you relax a little ;)

word count: 1.6k

A/N: I wrote the reader to have no gender but since i’m afab they have female genitalia. This is also my first time writing smut so pls be kind lmaooo I don’t even know if this is good but i wrote it so i’m posting it lmk what you think :)

(also sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes i fr do have a learning disability 💀)

I open my eyes wide for a second trying to force myself awake as I stare into the bright screen in front me. I’ve been staring at it so long it’s burning my brain and melting my eyes. but with my exam coming up this monday i can’t afford to stop. It’s exam week and due to having a learning disability it’s always been harder for me to retain information especially when having such bad anxiety makes it even worse. I’ve been so stressed with making sure i know the material well enough that I didn't hear the door creak open. I felt a pair of hands come up onto my shoulders giving them a light squeeze before messaging them slowly. I groan and lean my head back so it’s resting against her stomach and I try and snuggle my face closer to her not enjoying the clothes in my way.

“What did I say to you about overworking yourself, darling?” she says calmly, not exactly mad but not impressed. I look up at her from my place still tucked into her stomach and then back to being smushed into her. I mumble back embarrassed that this is like the fifth time she’s had to pull me away from school work that’s been bothering me. She moves a hand into my hair scratching at the base of my hairline then pulling her fingers through my hair getting any tangles that formed during my frustration. “What was that love? I didn’t quite hear you.”

“You said not to and to make sure i at least take breaks” she hums

“and how long has it been since you’ve taken a break?” she can tell i’ve been sitting here for hours the way my desk is an absolute mess as well as myself.

“I don't know to be honest” I pull my head back a little looking up at her. I can feel my eyes starting to tear up being overwhelmed.

“Oh honey, it’s okay” she continues playing with my hair successfully calming me down. I sigh, content being in her arms. I start shifting in my seat a little suddenly aware of how painful it is to sit at a desk for hours on end. “Come on, up you get, let’s get your legs moving” She takes my hands and gently pulls me up. After being sat for long, my legs feel stiff and uncomfortable and my knees buckle a bit causing me to fall into larissa.

“ ‘m sorry” I mumble, gripping her shoulders. she responds but pulling me into her and pressing a kiss onto my forehead comfortingly.

“don’t worry we’ll get you moving and better in no time” she smiles at me “come on let’s go for a small walk around the room, do you think you can do that?” I nod dumbly, loving seeing this caring side of her. She holds my waist as we just pace the room a bit, stretching my legs out till they feel slightly better. “Any better?”

“A bit, they’re still sore. I didn't really even realize the time. I don't think I even moved an inch in the last five hours” I say, frowning at myself.

“hm, how about next time we’ll set alarms at certain times to make sure you get up, walk around a bit and drink some water? how does that sound?” I can’t believe I didn’t even think of that.

“yeah that sounds good actually, thank you” She smiles warmly at me

“Of course, my love anytime” She leans down to kiss me slowly and steadily. I quickly become immersed in the feeling of her lips on mine wanting more. I lightly bite down on her bottom lip causing her to gasp lightly and I take the opportunity to deepen the kiss. We quickly fight for dominance but it doesn’t last long as I’m quick to give in. I feel her hands start to roam my body causing my want to grow. I grip the back of her neck pushing myself more into her not feeling close enough. She’s the first to pull back and starts making her way down my jaw to my neck leaving small kisses until she finds her favorite spot on my neck and begins to mark my skin. My breath is heavy and I have the desperate need to feel her close. I whine pathetically as she pulls away adminering her work.

“What do you need, darling? she says into my ear causing me to whimper

“god, you, I need you right now,” she smiles widely at my words. She walks me backwards till my legs hit the bed and i fall down onto it.

“Well all you had to do was ask. I think my baby deserves a reward for working so hard, what do you think?” she asks you to rub her thumb over ur bottom lip and grips your face lightly so you have to look her in the eye. i nod, half not trusting myself to speak, half completely mesmerized by her and unable to. “I wanna hear you” she grips my face, eyes narrowing a little.

“yes mommy, i’ve been so good i promise” I plead already completely at her will. seemingly satisfied with my answer she leans down to plant a quick kiss to my lips before pulling back.

“Then take off your clothes and lay down on the bed for me, why don’t you?” she watches your every move as you take off your shirt to your pants leaving you in your underwear. “Those too honey” she says as she herself starts to unbutton her own shirt. I can feel my face flush red with her gaze on me. I quickly pull my underwear off and lay back onto the bed waiting for her to finish taking off her own clothes. My eyes never leave hers as she makes her way towards me, feelings of anticipation bubbling under my skin. “You always work yourself so hard my love eventually you’ll wear yourself out, let me take care of you” my breath catches in my throat as pushes her hands up my stomach past my chest and back down just barely avoiding where I want her most desperately.

“Please” I whimper out needing to feel her in me. She runs her hands down my thighs lightly messaging them making me moan out rather loudly causing a smile to grace her face.

“Please what?” Her smile turns into a smirk as she gets closer towards the tops of my thighs

“Please fuck me mommy please” I was getting slightly desperate but refrained from bucking towards her hands. Her hands guide my legs up so she has more access.

“Awe, you’re all wet and desperate for me, it's almost pitiful” she hovers over my clit and it takes everything in me not just to push down and find sweet relief but I refuse to not get this reward. I deserve it. I squirm practically drooling for her hands to be on me. “Look at you being so good” she moves to circle my clit making me twitch and whine. She brings her face close to my ear pressing a light kiss under it before moving right by it before pushing two fingers deep inside me causing my eyes to roll back and my mouth to open slightly “mommy’s gonna take good care of you darling” I moan loudly at her words feeling pleasure everywhere. She keeps a steady pace as she brings her other hand up my body, running it up and down the skin of my stomach. She makes her way down my body leaving a trail of kisses. I was already so worked up it didn’t take long for me to get close. I clenched around her fingers.

“I-i’m gonna cum, oh fuck-“ I’m a moaning mess under touch and i’m one touch away from exploding at the seems when suddenly she pulls away lesving me clenching around nothing. “no, no i’ve been so good please mommy I want to cum” I beg, upset i’m being denied what i want.

“I know you have darling, mommy just wants you to cum so hard you forget all about your stressful day, so i want you to hold off as long as you can, can you do that for me baby?” I nod frantically just wanting her back on my body, feeling empty without her fingers in me. “that’s my good baby” suddenly three fingers plunge into me making me scream out in pleasure. My eyes squeeze shut, not being able to focus on anything other than her.

“Holy shit, Larissa” I can't stop the string of profanities that is out of my mouth. I suddenly feel her mouth suck and lick at my clit making my mind go hazy and my legs to shake. “I-i cant..i-” I'm barely able to form words as she invades all my senses. She seems to understand though.

“Cum for me y/n” My hands grip the sheets under me hard till my knuckles turned white as my orgasam pluses through me leaving me a shaking, gasping mess. Larissa is quick to lick every last drop but careful not to bother my sensitive clit. She kisses up my thighs and presses a hard kiss to my lips quickly to deepen it so I can taste myself on her tongue. I moan at the taste and she breaks away to place a bunch of soft kisses to my face. She moves to lay down beside me pulling me into her. “Feeling better?” she whispers in my hair while she runs her fingers over my skin in a comforting way.

“So much better” I mumbled, already falling asleep. you ended up passing out right away leaving Larissa to quietly clean you up admiring how peaceful you looked blissed out from her touch. She moves back into the bed pulling the covers over you both

“I love you darling” she presses a kiss to your temple before slowly drifting to sleep herself.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is receiving hate

The members noticed the difference in her mood the whole day. It could be because she got bad grades, she woke up late as she spend the night training or because of the hate she's receiving. Maybe all of them but the unnies wouldn't know, she didn't wanna seem weak and bother them with her issues when she knows all of them also receive hate and are doing fine. After a long day, she said good night to her sisters and practically sprinted to her room without her roommates (SMC) sleeping as soon as her head touched the pillow, which was already a bad sign since she hated to sleep without someone in the room with her.

Meanwhile in the living room...

Jihyo - Did you girls see how she looks tired?

Jeongyeon - Yeah, she's also in a mood. The girl can give us a run for our money when she's being sassy *rolls her eyes*

Nayeon - I taught her well *dries fake tears*

Momo - Be serious grandma, we're talking about our child

Nayeon - YAH! STOP CALLING ME GRANDMA

Dahyun - With all due respect unnie, shhhhh. You know Y/N is a light sleeper (can't relate, I could sleep through an earthquake)

Tzuyu - She's right unnie, once I got thirsty and opened the door to go to the kitchen and get a cup of water. She woke up immediately asking if I was okay

Chaeyoung - Fr, can someone go check if she woke up, please? I feel like it's been some time since she fell asleep so fast, she's probably exhausted. I agree with Jihyo unnie.

Sana - I'm gonna see if she's still in her room, brb

On the SMC room...

Y/N - Well, that didn't go the way I wanted. I wish I'd just escape this hate, they're not being fair to me, I keep being up all night overthinking all the mistakes they point out and training to be better than what they see. Am I not good enough? Maybe I suck at this. What if the group did improve without me being the black sheep? 

While thinking all of this she wasn't aware that a certain hamster had entered her room and informed the rest she was awake. When she finally came back from her mind, she let out a scream because her unnie was just staring at her looking quite creepy

Y/N - UNNIE, YOU SCARED ME!

Sana - Sorry honey, you're somewhere else but I knocked before entering. How are you? You seemed kinda out of it...

Y/N - I'm doing okay unnie, just lost a night's sleep, otherwise, I feel fine  

Sana - Don't lie to me, we know you. Right guys?

At that moment everyone that was outside the door went inside and nodded their heads.

Mina - Sana's right babe, we took note that you're not the same as always as soon as you got out of your bed this morning. 

Y/N - But-

Jihyo - No buts, we're getting through the issue you're having and you're getting some sleep after this with me (Jihyo, Jeongyeon and Mina's room)

Dahyun - Unnie is right (again), start talking, please... We're worried about you!

Y/N - That's exactly why I didn't wanna talk with you guys. I don't want to be a burden.

Momo - Again with this... We already talked about it, you know you're important to us and we care about you and your feelings, every time you need someone to hear you, we're there for you. Stop thinking that you're burdening us when you get sad, hurt or even mad like this morning. We know you like the back of our hands and we'll understand anything you request without questioning 'cause you always try to express what you need. Except if you ask for my jokbal lmao

Chaeyoung - What a way to kill the moment, da- dang.

Nayeon - And here I thought Momo was speaking facts, yeah... That sounds more like her lol

Jihyo - You did well Momo... Don't think we forgot about you young lady

Y/N - I mean, you could... Jk, tysm for always assuring me that you love me, sometimes things appear to be harder to believe after everything you hear from people.

Jeongyeon - Which people? Who do I've to kill? 

Tzuyu - Am I the only one who already understood what's going on? She's receiving hate! Now that I know everything falls in place, the anger, the sadness, the insecurity...

Mina - Wow, it makes sense. Is this it sweetie?

Y/N - Yo, are you a therapist 'cause gee, you read me like a book lol 

Sana - Stop joking, if that's the case, it's something severe

Y/N - Ok, ok. I'm sorry. Yeah, I got some hater recently that I can't get out of my hair, they talked about my dancing skills, my vocals, how I'm always lazy on stage and my poor expressions. It sucks as I'm starting to believe it and I can't seem to stop wanting to train, that's why I stay late at the studio. I'm exhausted unnies, it hurts so much to see that no one notices my efforts and just sees what I did incorrectly. *sobs*

Jihyo pulls Y/N closer and she lays on her chest while crying. Jihyo feels her shirt getting wetter as time went by and she felt heartbroken to see her maknae so glum. Without anything else to do everyone sat near and gave their love in their own style, all while Jihyo caressed Y/N's back repeating that things will be okay. 

After half an hour, sobs turned into sniffles and Y/N got out of Jihyo's chest and leaned on Momo that was behind her. Momo instantly gave her a kiss on the forehead, making the maknae giggle and the unnies hearts flutter with how cute she looked being so vulnerable. 

Jihyo - Are you better now?

Y/N - It's not something that goes away like magic but you guys made me feel inches better, you're the best family I could ask for!

Twice - OWNNNNN, that's what we're here for love bug. We're pressing charges against your haters or we're not TWICE!

You can certainly expect all the members to appear at JYP to threaten JYPapa so he can make that come true and give some vacation so they can help their dear maknae to heal because they love their dear maknae. 

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[icanseethefuture333]

whats the tea on olivia rodrigo and taylor swift's "friendship"? 👀 how does olivia feel about her idol now, she had to pay 50% of royalties to her over song similiarities to cruel summer with deja vu

Is it just me who finds it problematic and weird how Olivia keeps getting caught in these copyright infringement scandals? Like girl how hard is it to give credit to someone or pay for the sampling 😭???

Taylor Swift & Olivia Rodrigo, friends or foes?:

Lmfao this is so dramatic but I had a vision of Olivia being hysterical and crying saying "Our friendship is over 😡😭!!!". She's really taking it to heart and feels this was a personal attack on her, when that it is not the case. To Taylor, this is just business, and she felt that she was being disrespected by someone who was supposedly her biggest fan. Taylor feels that she can be inspired by her, but it's not right for her to copy her. She questions how much of a "singer-songwriter" Olivia actually is. They are on really bad terms as of right now.

How does Taylor feel about Olivia?:

I feel that Taylor really appreciates the love and support that Olivia had given her all these years. She could see her younger self in Olivia and had high hopes for her. Taylor could of had possibly wanted to be her mentor? Or someone Olivia can depend on in the industry since she's seen the highs and lows of what the music business can do to people, especially Disney stars in particular. Taylor thinks what Olivia did was sneaky and could even think her behavior in general is very two faced. She believes Olivia acts as this sweet girl but then takes from other people to get what she wants or likes to take credit so she can get the praise. Once Taylor discovered the song similarities she deaded that shit immediately LMAO. Taylor did not care that Olivia idolizes her, she cares more about her craft more than anything, and will do whatever it takes to protect it. I heard "I worked hard for this, not you." (Period T.Swiftie!!! Go off T Swizzle 😂). She's not playing with Olivia fr. Taylor knew this situation would emotionally upset Olivia since she has such a strong attachment to her but she knows that she can't let her feelings get in the way of work. So Taylor had to do what was right and fight for justice. She feels guilty though and might reach out to her soon to try to patch things up. Taylor could be reading what people are saying about her on social media and after the court case, she feels like she needs to be alone to recover because disappointing someone so dear to her makes her upset. "It's either me or you, I have to choose me."

How does Olivia feel about Taylor?:

Olivia is absolutely distraught by this situation. She has looked up to Taylor for years and feels like the saying that "Don't meet your heroes because you'll be disappointed." is true, but I don't feel like that's what's really going on here. Taylor didn't do something to purposely go against Olivia and be spiteful towards her. It's just that she doesn't understand how serious this is. This is a business matter and a legal issue, you can't just graze over work just because you are friends with somebody. Olivia feels like since she is inspired by Taylor, that's why their songs are similar but she didn't actually intend to copy her. I am almost reminded of like those people on tiktok who promote themselves and caption their videos with "There's this new girl who sounds like Ariana Grande and blah blah her name is ___" Then it's their music and concept that looks and sounds the exact fucking same as the artist mentioned. It's really just a cheap and tacky tactic to gain more popularity. Being so "heavily" inspired by someone is problematic because you're not being yourself and you're copying off somebody's else's hard work. We don't need another Taylor Swift, we need to know who Olivia Rodrigo is. Olivia is being immature, she is still young so she is easily impressed by the fame, celebrities, etc, but if Olivia wants to make it in this business she really needs to grow up and find herself. She's in her 20s now and this is the age of self discovery. Olivia needs to find her own identity and learn about what makes her happy and what is her purpose as a musician. Otherwise this industry will chew her up and spit her out. As fast as she became famous, she will go downhill just as quickly if she doesn't get it together.

Could they be friends again? Were they ever truly friends?:

They were never really close friends because Olivia has this perception of Taylor that's not true to her. Olivia's view of Taylor could be really outdated. It's like a little girl who's missing her big sister. Taylor is not the same teenager with her curly hair and acoustic guitar anymore, she's a grown woman. So as much as they wanted to be close, it's just that Olivia can't get past her own assumptions of Taylor. With the Seven of Cups, their possibility of being friends is really up in the air. I honestly believe these two are going through some sort of karmic lesson right now. They are learning from each other about doing what's right. As much as Taylor is mad about what Olivia did, she is thinking of ways to reconcile with Olivia. Even though Olivia is in her feelings right now, she really misses her. So maybe in the future we could have hope and see if they will be on good terms again.

Channeled song: Do You Want To Build A Snowman? From Frozen ❄️⛄️ (Aw this is actually so sad, help me LOL 😭)

"Elsa?"

"Do you want to build a snowman?

Come on, let's go and play!

I never see you anymore

Come out the door

It's like you've gone away

We used to be best buddies

And now we're not

I wish you would tell me why!

Do you want to build a snowman?

It doesn't have to be a snowman"

"Go away, Anna 😔..."

"Okay, bye 🥺😞"

[writteninlunarlight-years]

hi can i get a match up for hazbin hotel and obey me? ^_^ erm i’m a trans guy, my pronouns are he/they. i’m bisexual and i dye my hair but it’s currently blonde (not my natural colour) uh i’m awkward lol,, i like making jokes and being very silly fr.. i like collecting “weird” plushies, freddy and bonnie from fnaf and i also have a billy plush from saw :3

i like going to the mall + movies, coffee and reading.

i dislike spiders, rain and bugs. also i cant tell tone fr 😭

thank u ;3

~~~~~MATCH UP~~~~~

Annon, I present to you your Hazbin Hotel match-----

Cherri Bomb!

Now hear me out on why. She gives me the embodiment of opposites attract. Who better to help pull you out of your shell and kick ass than Cherri Bomb.

~~~~~HEADCANNONS~~~~~

Cherri actually finds your awkwardness cute. She thinks it helps mellow her out, so she better influences Angel Dust.

She will help you dye your hair; however, expect loads of hair dye to end up everywhere but your head.

She will then help you get the stains off your skin and bathroom.

She thinks there's something wholesome about cleaning each other off, but she will never admit it cause ew vulnerability.

If she drags you out to party with her and Angel and notices you grow uncomfortable, she will guard you. If you tell her you must leave, she will whine and be right behind you as you walk out of the building.

If someone says anything derogatory or hateful about you, she will not hesitate to blow them up—no questions asked.

If you don't like violence, don't worry. She will take down places, names, and descriptions so she can sneak out and take care of the problem.

I firmly believe that as hardcore and Girlboss Cherri acts, she is like many of us with a secret squish mellow/plushie collection at her place.

Therefore, she likes to trade plushies with you and buy you new ones.

~~~~~BLURB~~~~~

You sat on the chair in the center of the hotel, a towel thrown around you like a cape. To the far left, where the bar stood, Husk and Angel watched the display as Cherri filled her non-life-threatening bombs with hair dye. Was this a brilliant idea? No, but what would life be with out living on the edge slightly. Cherri finished up her last bomb and then walked around to face you. "Alright tiger you ready for this or what, I can't wait to see what we can make." You nod hesitantly, trusting your partner to not kill you in this process.

"Cherri, he looks like he's about to pass out. Are you sure this is a smart idea," Angel said safely across the room. The woman just turned and looked at her friend, flipping him off before proceeding. The first bomb was thrown, then another and another. Blues, Purples, Greens, and Pinks flooded your vision. Coughing, flailing your arms around the dye'splosion desipated.

"Cherri, that was a lot. How much even got in my hair?" Looking around the room, Angel and Husk were hidden behind a blue and green bar. The couches were now Pink and Purple. Did any of the dye get on your head? Cherri came into your view smiling awkwardly, scratching her head. "So Y/N, what if I told you we are gonna have to do that all over again." You laughed a full belly laugh, standing and walking over to the powder closet by the stairs. Sure enough, your blonde hair was still very, very present. You began to laugh harder as Cherri walked in, completely covered in dye. How she managed to cover your whole body, her whole body, and the entire lobby, but not your head, was impressive. You hugged the girl kissing her check making a pretty color of magenta on the spot your lips landed.

As you pulled away you heard a very devastating screech from you assumed Charlie followed by a loud static sound. Eyes wide you looked at Cherri, "RUN".

~~~~~EXTRA~~~~~

(Walking around the mall with Cherri and Angel shopping for some gifts or yourselves)

Cherri: OOOOH~ Y/N look! It's one you don't have yet. (Points excitedly at a plushie)

Y/N: Oh look Cherri they also have a squish mellow you don't have.

(realizing you just outed her secret to Angel you slapped your mouth shut)

Angel: Naw don't worry I was buying her Squish mellows before they even became a thing.

Cherri: HEY CAN WE NOT BE TALKING ABOUT THIS OUT LOUD!

Alright now I am excited to present your Obey Me! Match-------

Leviathan!

He is the perfect embodiment of Otaku Awkardness. Where Cherri may have been opposites attract vibe with Levi I get the we are one in the same vibe.

~~~~~Headcanons~~~~~

As soon as you two get close, he will be attached. It's not like stalked attached, but it's very much needy.

He wants to share all his prized possessions with you.

Where you collect plushies that may be deemed odd or weird, he is out collecting figurines people categorize as off or strange.

He started taking part in the Mammon repayment fund and using it as a fund to buy you the things you love.

When Lucifer forces you two to go outside, you stick together, huddled over his Game Boy.

One time, Asmodeus convinced you to dye your hair Levi's teal because it would be cute to match. The man was in love, and it made him feel very possessive and proud.

When you guys sleep in his bathtub bed, he always lies on the bottom to support you. He can't risk his favorite person having a bad back the next day. Plus, it's comforting to hold you over his idol pillow to him.

~~~~~BLURB~~~~~

You sat at the kitchen bar playing on your D.D.D., waiting for your instant Ramen to finish. As you played, you heard two of the brothers walk in. "Oh hey, Y/N, what are you doing here so late," Beel said. Beel and Belphie started rummaging through cabinets; Beel looked like he was stalking up for the apocalypse, while Belphie just wanted to sleep. "Beel, he is obviously making something to eat. What else does it look like?" Belphie responded for you.

As you heard the microwave ding, you went to grab your food. "How can you and Levi's stomach eat that stuff so regularly," Belphie questioned. You shrugged, "It's good gamer fule all that salt in it." Beel laughed, stuffing his face with Asmo's chocolates. "Belphie, if you are so tired, why are you helping Beel look for food?" Belphie just shrugged and began to walk out, Beel following close behind. "If you're so eager to game Y/N, why are you dressed in Levi's clothes when 20 minutes ago you were in your own." You hesitated, face glowing red.

As you went to defend yourself, Levi walked in, obviously looking for you. "Hey Beel, Belphie, Y/N, why are you so red? Are you sick? Are you okay?" Levi began to dote on you while Belphie laughed and continued out of the kitchen with Beel. "Leeeeevi why didn't you stop them, Belphie is a perve." Levi laughed before responding. "Is he a perve if he's right?" As Levi smirked at you, you smacked his shoulder and bolted it back to his room.

~~~~~EXTRA~~~~~

(you are in the library with Satan studying for one of your upcoming demonology tests)

Y/N: Hey Satan, is it true that you and your brothers gave humans books to summon you guys with, or is that something Solomon made up to trick me.

Satan: No, it definitely works here one second. (He pulls a book from the shelf and then opens it up. Instead of handing it to you, he writes something down on scratch paper. Once finished, he hands it to you)

Y/N: Uh, what is this? (you look at the neat handwriting, reading it over)

Satan: Just trust me and say what's on it.

Y/N: 'Leviathan, oh Leviathan, where is Leviathan? Not here, not there, not anywhere. Whatever shall I do? If he doesn't show up soon, I will have to ( you paused, looking at the words before Satan encouraged you) Uh, kiss another fool.'

(Levi poofs into the room)

Levi: First and foremost, I am not a fool. Second, you will only kiss me and me alone.

[escapismqueen]

“so no, he didn’t give me flowers or candy. he gave me the moon and the stars. infinity.” sounds like what someone says to their friends about their boyfriend when their friends ask what her abusive boyfriend does for her they're like no he does so much for me he gives me the moon and stars while gaslighting me making me think I don't deserve him or anything better. I can't believe Jenny Han wrote this why wasn't Jelly endgame in the books? How can she write Jelly so romantically that it makes us swoon how they talk about each other and how Jeremiah talks about Belly/how much he loves her but makes Belly go back with that abusive toxic guy with no personality or emotions?

Fr though, it sounds like someone going ‘he’s not that bad, I promise. He can be really sweet sometimes’ like girl, no. I wouldn’t say Conrad is abusive but he definitely has a lot of toxic behaviours that he needs to work through. Jeremiah and belly are the couple that I not only want to see, but what everyone needs to see. Jelly is a relationship not only built on trust and mutual respect and understanding, but they were best friends first, and it shows in such sweet ways. Jeremiah and belly love each other to death, the smiles that they have when they’re around each other are beautiful.

Jeremiah is the only option. He is THE option. He’s caring, kind, selfless, knows belly like the back of his hand, respects her feelings even if it hurts him and is there for her no matter what. He loves her so much !!

It’s time we start seeing some healthy relationships being shown as the IMPORTANT ones. Like PLEASE. Young girls are watching this and thinking that the way Conrad and belly are together is super ‘romantic’ and ‘special’ it’s not. Open your eyes, look at the way Jeremiah treats belly- THAT is love

I’m only 22 and I’ve never been in a relationship, and even I know an unhealthy and healthy relationship when I see one. Jenny has the opportunity to do something really cool and important here. Yeah, it’s gonna make a lot of bonrad stans upset, but they’re also going to get to see a healthy and love filled relationship win, it’s a win in the long run for everyone

[astrocalypse]

Y'know what? FUCK YOU*MAKES A VITA ET MORS OC*

Tw: Self harm, suicide, that kinda shit :3

Ok so this miserable girlypop (I have no name for her yet) She does portraits, photographs, even documents Morte's life for Morte WITHOUT GETTING PAID, IT'S ALL PASSION. Because yk, Morte. And as she should.

She seriously loves him as a whole but she doesn't want to confess

It's not only his looks or some shit that you'll normally crush on she loves him for everything. EVEN imagining that they spend their lives together, yeah, like- with kids and shit.

The more time they spent with each other, the more her love for him grows.

Her mood depends on him.

Admires Morte like a god

LOVES MORTE LIKE ONE SHOULD LOVE LIFE ITSELF BUT THAT'S TOO BAD CUZ SHE DOESN'T LOVE HERSELF (ME FR)

When she first met Morte she was like "HOLY SHIT DID I JUST TALKED TO A FUCKING ANGEL???!!!"

And that's where her mentally ill ass started to like him

She sorta has an obsession with Morte (obvi). She's devoted to him and he knows that duhhhh

Morte likes being treated like a god huh? (Is he not?) Well in terms of a DEVOTEE, then he hit the jackpot!

At first she believed he wasn't human. After all, how can someone be so.... Beautiful? Like a god? (Hahah)

If she could, she would move mountains just to be with him (aweeee you sad little motherfucker)

Always compliments Morte like he's some sort of god or something YIPEEEE!!!! Call her a worshiper atp lmao

Like, just dress a little fancier... Actually no- you don't have to dress nicely Morte. As long as you exist, this bitch is gonna give her soul to you.

"Omg you look really wonderful in that attire!!!!! Any woman would fall and maybe die for you!! ^_^ *insert words of pure admiration* May I take a picture??? Make another painting maybe??"

Gets worried for Morte more than she should for herself

Prioritizes Morte

Over a hundred paintings of Morte

Tons of photos of him as well

Likes writing about him

Said "You're my everything" to Morte in french, hoping he'd be confused.

Then she found out he can actually speak french and ohh boyy she died a little

Most of her portraits are perfect. If it's not good enough (in her eyes or what she thinks Morte thinks), well..;

She hurts herself when she thinks Morte doesn't like her stuff she made for him

like one time she bruised her thighs because Morte didn't compliment her painting for him like he did the last time, it sounded dry.

"I'm sorry for being too clingy, Morte..... :("

Her thoughts on the daily:

"Am I even worthy of being around him?"

"What if Morte finds me annoying?"

"What if my compliments doesn't sound genuine? I'm scared."

"Am I appreciating him for being him or is it just because of his looks..?"

"What if he thinks I'm just trying to get him?"

"What if he secretly hates me?"

"He probably hates how clingy I am"

"He hates me."

*Starts self harming* (girlypop cmon 😞)

Stays up late thinking about him and ends up crying cuz she thinks he doesn't care for her HAHAHAHAH

She knows what he does actually (kept it in secret so she doesn't get killed) But does she care? No!!

Likes being used as an alibi if anyone dares to be suspicious of Morte.

Would suffer for him.

Would kill for him.

Would DIE for him.

Literally anything for Morte (HAHAHAH)

When Morte died she did horrible things to herself (you can guess what those are)

She also cried for 7 MONTHS

Ever since Morte's death, she's the one who keeps taking care of his and Roxanne's graves (?)

Goes from complimenting to sobbing to his grave

Drawings of Morte EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.

Always says "I love you" before she leaves like girl he don't love you shut yo corny ahh 😭💀🙏

Always hangs out on his grave. People find it weird asf bc why are you hanging out in THAT place?? There's a serial killer buried there..

Compliments Roxanne too so she doesn't feel left out :>

She documented his life and kept painting him until she finally killed herself, hoping to see Morte in the afterlife.

Ew cringe 🤢

I'M REALLY SORRY ABOUT THIS CRINGE OC INSERT SHIT @aestheticghostie 🙏🙏🙏

I JUST MADE HER YESTERDAY (02.25.23)  LMAO I MIGHT REDO THIS AT SOME POINT

[poltergeist-coffee]

Qbagi is great, she goes "I'm vegetarian" and nobody questions about it

Then later she tells qpac she's not really vegetarian "I don't remember anything, how am I supposed to remember I I ate bacon or not?" she fooled us all but she's has a point

But oh, it was funny when she said she was vegetarian the first day because before she arrived people were talking on how would be funny she and qcellbit were siblings and she was vegetarian because qcellbit is a cannibal

BUT THEY CANONIZED THE NAME

THEY CANONIZED GÊMEOS DO MISTERIO

Qcellbit has a reason to be mad, because the federation was part of his life since the beginning and all the suffering he got through before returning to the same place? Yeah, though is not qbagi's fault but I can understand why he would be... I don't know the word but... Yeah

But at least he knows she will be by his side

For some reason, this reminds of a similar thing with roier

Like, did you see, during maximus show(?), when there was a moment that he mentioned a lot of crimes he had supposedly committed and roier went "this does not reflect the person he is today"(I remember some people joking about it lol)

"I don't care, he's my husband/brother"

-qroier and qbagi probably

On unrelated note, I've forgetting to say, but I was glad to see that Slime was playing in the qsmp recently, I've been wishing to him to join more for a time, he's a interesting guy

For curiosity, there's some to download a vod from twitch??? My twitch is kinda bugged when it comes to both watch on live and that already ended

The world hates me fr/j

"Quick pac hide your other leg"

That broke me, WHY WAS THAT SO FUNNY???

Also, I've seen someone says that Walter Bob appears a lot to the Brazilians to help them, when TazerCraft got arrested, to help Bagi on her first day and now when Forever went to the nether

He's truly the Brazilian protector, isn't he?

Walter Bob come back I miss you 😭

Also, I have little idea of what's going on in the frenchs' lore but the frenchs are getting content recently, good for them(Does that sounds sarcastic???*) It's has been interesting

*It sounds to me but might be because that sentence is normally used sarcastically on Portuguese so I'm not sure on how it's sounds on English, but it's not meant to be sarcasm

Also did you that Jorginho(a porra do soro) appeared other day? I have no idea of what the admins were thinking when they created that thing, but they were into something

- 🍽️

I love how q!bagi was just lying from the very start. she came to the island and she had a plan 🔥🔥

i saw someone on tumblr mention like what if qcellbit asks bagi to eat a heart (maybe if a federation worker? or someone?) to lik eprove that she is really being true or will stick with him (because i think that’s something he did in Fuga impossível? i haven’t been able to watch it so i don’t know) but !!!!! that’s such an insane idea!!! especially because she would most likely do it!!! like akmdknvkjksm THAT WOUDL BE SO INSANE!!

qbagi 🤝 qroier never faulting qcellbit for all the things he’s done in the past and present because they care about him and believe in him. i hope they get a chance to talk today or at some point in the future about qcellbit :”))

YAAAA I LOVE SLIMECICLE!!! he’s so cool he’s so good at rping and making me want to scream in agony. he’s going to be streaming again today during the lore event (he’s even starting his stream at the same time) so !!!!! looking forward to it even though i cant watch <//3 IM GLAD YOU LIKE HIM THO :DD HES AN VERY INTERESTING LITTLE GUY

i think if you looked it up you could find ways to download twitch vods? i’ve never done it before so i don’t know D:

Walter Bob is genuinely like the Brazilians guardian angel, if anything happens to him (like permanently dying) i’m going to be so sad :((

Your sentence doesn’t sound sarcastic!! Don’t worry king! Good for them can be used both genuinely and sarcastic in English, it’s easier to tell when people talk it’s always hard to tell tone over just text lol so don’t worry it’s good 👍

i don’t know what/who Jorginho is :00 maybe it’ll be related to something today? >:3c

[jinkicake]

Albedo stupid ass didn’t come home so I’ve been beating his ass in my dreams😒 gunna pretend like I don’t want to wrong his neck while I stroll into the lab asking what he’s doing and then he’s getting tied up like idc im very salty😭 gunna bite his neck bc he can’t do anything to stop me and IK he sounds cute when he whines i know he does!! Then I will kiss sucrose bc I love her( like if you check the data she FR has the thickest ass in mondstat like the graphs aren’t lying) and I will let her sit in the table as I go down on her and she’s just making eye contact w albedo he can’t do a single thing but listen to her moan and grind her hips into my face😔💖 rip chalk man, also I have a bc for sucrose she pretends to be all shy and submissive but when it’s time to get down she’s like “alright hands up I got the handcuffs” SHDHSJ she purposely puts on a shy act to make them lower their gaurd; but this man has been on my mind In the cycle of 7 men who are always on my neck at all times, and it’s so funny bc I didn’t care about him at ALL like I came here for Kayea and Venti and that’s who I’m gunna talk to😤 but then I saw his clone how he’s kinda mean,,, like idk my weakness lies in men who can be cruel without even blinking. Xiao vibes where he’s working and you need attention and he will completely ignore you, this man however will make you cockwarm him for years bc who knows how long all that paperwork could take, your either on your knees or in his lap while he doesn’t even look at you. I feel whining would just make it worse?? Bc then he’ll just play w you until you give up, the king of edging I fear😔😔 he just whispers sweet words in your heart w his honey like voice as he mindlessly shoves his hand between your legs, while his hands are magic is voice is doing most the work he’s definitely top 10 filthiest mouthes in mondstat bc I know his teasing is unmatched!! He would casually mention breeding you as he walks past you in the halls of the kof HQ and it looks like he’s just asking about the weather bc he has no expression on his face. Hmm I feel like riling him up in public is pretty easy tho, probably just have to bend over for no reason, drape yourself over him the boy is chronically touched starved so an extra firm handshake could get him hard💀 but he’s always so quietly demanding, he doesn’t need to raise his voice or squeeze your thigh to get you to freeze in your spot, just gives you a sharp look like “behaving like this won’t get you anywhere” clutching your pearls bc as soon as your out of earshot he’s getting you on your knees while reprimanding you like sir I’m sucking your dick not at a seminar🙄 overall definitely top 10 best dick game in mondstat! Like idk WHAT it is about the Khaenri'ah men,,,, but they’re all fine asf🥵 like dainsleif on my radar too bc ik it’s heavy I know it is

NOOOOOO?! omgggg im so sorry.... you need to kick his ass... i can't believe him! albedo suckssssss for that, how many wishes did you spend on him???

omg?! revenge sex that doesn't include albedo? that's perfect,, i feel like sucrose would let you do anything you want to her.... but i also agree that it's a front like she plays the roll of shy and innocent but when she gets really into it she'll fuck you harder than someone like childe LOL as long as you don't touch albedo then i think that is a fitting punishment for him since he didnt want to come home!!! it'll make him think twice next time!

'men who can be cruel without even thinking' you just explained my current scaramouche obsession like i told myself i would never be interested in him because he's short and a puppet but like..... yandere crazy scara is..... nice. LOLLLL the puppet thing really makes me laugh tho...... and it's not like hes fucking hot like raiden is soooooo she can get away with being a puppet.... on her it's sexy and on him it makes me laugh hehehe

omg ya know albedo kinda reminds me of barbatos.... with how much work they have and how seriously they take their work like.... they would both cockwarm you while they do their jobs since both you and their tasks are equally important to them.... barbatos has to deal w devildom shit and albedo has to deal w destroying mondstadt shit,,,,, they also have to deal with fucking their s/o shit too!!!

EEEEEEK the THOUGHT OF ALBEDO PUNISHING YOU AFTER A WHOLE DAY OF BEING BRATTY MAKES ME SQUEALLLLLL,,,, omg.... he would be so mean and have no mercy since you had no problem teasing him all day.... you'd take him and his evil twins cock at the same time!!! it'll fit, trust him, he researches this stuff AHAHAH

khaenriah men have my heart.... there is just something about them...... i need to stop before i go off on a tangent about pierro. hes so fucking hot,,,, so big,,, i need him BAD.

honestly, between you and me, i don't care for dain that much LOL like his voice is hot and that is it.... you'll probably find a way to get me to like him more though just like w albedo LOL

[k-kkaren]

A rose is still a rose

Guess who’s back. Back again. Karen’s back, tell a friend. No fr, tell a friend lol. Now I’ve been holding this one in the chamber for some time, but as always “when the time is right..” you know the rest.

I know you all are like Karen, “First of all you too young” *in Santana voice, but just hear me out. Ms. Franklin got hits. My favorite fun fact about this song is that Lauryn Hill actually wrote and produced this before The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill letting us know the talent was indeed there.

Intro — “I realize that you've been hurt, deep because I've been there.But regardless to who, what, why, when and where..We're all precious in his sight and a rose is still, and always will be, a rose.”

Hopping into things, we all know a rose to be a beautiful, soft, delicate flower. “It symbolizes romance, love, beauty and courage.” They require maintenance, water, sunlight and other nutrients in order to stay alive. They are timeless classics that you can truly never go wrong with and like the flower I’d like to add me too.

A Rose is still a Rose is one of those self healing moment songs for me when music is the only thing I really want to listen to because it doesn’t hold any records of how I feel or what I say. It can’t tell me “I told you so” and it can’t say “well you didn’t listen to me.” Instead so beautifully it can affirm, it can uplift, and so much more.

Chorus — “Cause a rose is still a rose.Baby girl, you're still a flower. He can't leave you and then take you. Make you and then break you. Darlin', you hold the power.” Well said.

Part of Verse 2– “…. trying to fill the void heartbreak brings…. She wears a thorn, trying to forget about you.”

Bridge— “Let your life be in the sunshine. Not the darkness of your sorrow. You may see you're lost today but new love will come tomorrow. Don't believe that life is over just because your man is gone. Girl, love yourself enough to know that without him, your life goes on. Without him, your life goes on and without him, your life goes on.”

And here’s where we get in my business a little lol. I know for the last three/four years I’ve been in several predicaments where I have to tell myself LIFE GOES ON. For quite some time I’ve been in situations where I haven’t felt valued, respected, cared for or even simply “liked”. Literally no nutrients at all. And just like a rose would, my spirit died. My petals fell off. I was crushed. I was stepped on. Seeming to be worthless...But one day you just realize, you’re still a rose, a flower and you do indeed hold the power. It sounds so cliche to say because in all honesty it doesn’t just happen like I said it does. It takes a lot. A lot of healing. A lot of hurting. A lot of crying. A lot of praying. A lot of journaling. A lot of fake scenario role playing. A lot of sleepless nights. A lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms. A lot of relapses. A lot of cycles. Etc. BUT when it does it’s so rewarding. “What I am is what I am.”

“A rose is still a rose”

As always, in all ways - Love and Light 💗💗

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P.s : This song is apart of my healing playlist if you guys wanted to check it out .. https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/shes-healingg/pl.u-PDb44ZpToole7R

(And also if my potential mate is reading this I love flowers. Roses, peonies,hydrangeas .. lol)

[mortallynervousgardener]

"See Me" by Tella Alvarez

First things first people, I wanna come out and say that this book.... ain't even a paperback. Nor is it officially published. This book and writer hail straight from Wattpad, you know... where stories live.

And MAN! Let me tell you, I haven't read book this good in ages. If anyone decides to check them out I wanna give fair warning, the book does contain very mature themes like: alcoholism, r*pe, SA, depression, su*c*de, THE WHOLE NINE.

I heavily relate to the main character.... maybe that's why I like it so much? But I don't think so, considering I'm practically in love with all her other stories as well.

There's just something so SOMETHING about this book that after I read it, I was constantly trying to find others like it to fill the void of emptiness I felt after I had finished reading it.

Having said that, let's jump head first into the review. :)

CAUTION!!!! SPOILERS!!!

One thing that I love about "See Me" is that the characters are so well developed, its easy to envision them. Like the main character, Serene for example. Her thoughts, actions, and words they're all so vivid and well articulated, it's like playing a movie with words in my brain fr.

The build up is amazing, the way that Tella describes the struggles of a SA victim is honestly captivating. All my needs (refer to bullet points to see my needs) are very much fulfilled in this book alone.

my needs being:

minimal spice

relating to the character

having my heart broken

being brought to the brink of bawling my eyes out

bawling my eyes out

feeling relief after a happy ending

The book takes place in high school so, I believe most of the characters are 17-18.

Anyway let's talk about Serene.

Serene is as beautiful as they come. The girl that every boy wants to f*ck, date, whatever you can think of.. they want. The girl that every other girl envies, compares themself to, and wishes so desperately to be in her shoes for even a day. And because of her beauty and her body, she is HEAVILY s*xualized among a majority of her friend group, scrutinized by the girls she's called her friends, and pined after by boys she couldn't care less about. She's constantly disassociating herself from the things happening around her because of how much she's constantly struggling with because she's seen as just her body. She feels empty and turns to drugs and alcohol to fill the void of emptiness and loneliness. After one nightmare of a night, she just can't help but fall further into the darkness that all but consumed her as it was.

Now, let's talk about Zane, Serene's main love interest.

Zane is the new boy....ish. He's been in the friend group for about a year but, he's the mysterious one, the quiet guy of them all. He's definitely the only one Serene DOESN'T have problems out of. And that's saying something considering there's like roughly 7 of them altogether. He's the one who worries most about Serene because of the behavior she's exhibiting. And it worries him more because he's got past trauma with a situation almost similar to hers. He helps Serene, taking it day by day and doing all that he can to be a shoulder for her to lean on. He's real cute guys, ok? On this blog, we love Zane.

AND FINALLY, the review. Which I know, I've talked so much you're probably like "Uhm... Myth... WHERE'S THE REVIEW AT?!?!" Look its right here, calm down.

I love the book, if I haven't said so already. This book is the kind of book that has aspects that you'll definitely try to search for in other books. It'll have you on the edge of your seat, not with anticipation, but with fear, with lust. Not even the s*xual kind, but the kind that makes you crave more, the kind that has you wrapped entirely around its nonexistent finger.....which now that I think about it, it does sound a little s*xual. It'll definitely break your heart. It leaves NOTHING to the imagination because everything is laid out for you on a silver platter.

The only thing I could possibly want to EVER change about this book, is the fact that it isn't in my hands in a physical copy already.

Overall, I am utterly in love with this book. So much so that I finished all in one night. I will be giving it an astonishing 10/10 <3 Everyone, a round of applause for Tella, if you please.

[aetherarf]

How would Kaeya, Albedo, Childe, Kazuha and Diluc react to their S/O being able to see and communicate with the dead and they tell them they’ve been able to do this since they were a child? Bonus points for their reactions to their s/o randomly waving at and talking to what seems to be “nothing” but their s/o clarifies that they are spirits?

Here! Diluc's and Kazuha's were a bit... well. I struggled, but whatever.

Kaeya Word Count: 523

Albedo Word Count: 464

Childe Word Count: 484

Kazuha Word Count: 506

Diluc Word Count: 545

Kaeya

The first time he sees you talking to something that isn't there...

Honestly, he doesn't really pay it much mind. Diluc had a habit of just talking at things, and maybe he was used to it. Just a way to get your thoughts out of your head.

But he starts getting a little concerned when you start saying names- Maybe you're just venting some unspoken demons. He's not going to pry, he has his own to fight.

But when the names become consistent and familiar, he's really concerned. Like you're actually talking to people, and not just speaking aloud.

So, he decides to bring it up.

"Love," he says, gently swirling a glass of wine, "You've been talking about... Or to, someone named 'Cecile' a lot." He says, as though it's the most casual thing in the world, "May I ask who Cecile is?"

You're confused for a moment, Cecile is a... You'd say former friend, but you met her well past her death. A lonely, but kind woman, who eternally had these pretty crows feet that became more pronounced when she smiled, and a slight tremor to her nonphysical hands...

And you realize.

Normally, someone would question your talking to things that weren't there, and you'd explain then, but Kaeya didn't... You thought you told him, due to how casual he seemed about the whole thing, but...

You really, really didn't, and you suddenly realize he's just been lovingly waiting in the dark, waiting for you to shed some light on him, and the entire situation, without prodding or insulting. Just patiently waiting.

It came out all at once- Cecile is a spirit, as in ghost, as in person who physically died but their soul refuses to go for... Some reason or another. Yes, you can see spirits, those who have died but not wholly, and can hear them. You've done it since you were a child, and you know it sounds insane and so incredibly weird but it's the whole truth, and-

"I believe you," he interrupts, taking a sip, "I mean, I have my thoughts; anyone would, but I believe you."

You stare for a moment.

"You do?"

"I do."

It was that easy?

"But," Kaeya said, setting his glass down, it making a little klink against the wooden table, "If it's not too much to ask, I'm not sure if it just happens or you have to intentionally look them out... Would you mind if..."

He hesitates. You wait, he was so casual and accepting, unlike many others, you would wait for him as he waited for you.

"If you could, I don't know..." Was he getting cold feet? "... Come somewhere with me? I want to see if someone... important to me... Is still around. If that's a lot to ask, please tell me, I really wouldn't know if I'm asking some terrible thing of you."

This was a common request whenever anyone who even believed a little, be it lover or acquaintance or person who literally just happened to overhear you tell someone.

It wasn't that big of a favor, so you smiled.

"Who are you looking for?"

Albedo

"Oh, that's... that's quite sad, I'm sorry," You said, looking at what Albedo thought to be just a wall. He blinked a few times, had he said something? No, he didn't think he was, he was writing out a report for some... sudden property damage. He didn't talk much unless prompted, anyway.

"Well, you take care, I'll be sure to tell her about you... Rest well."

And suddenly, your gaze was off of the wall, or whatever you thought to be looking at, and then you walked over to the chair set by Albedo's desk, sitting down without a thought, and reaching over to grab a paper from a stack of blanks he kept on his desk, immediately beginning to write.

"What was that?" Albedo asked, calmly, as he set aside the form he was working on, and moved to the next, "It didn't sound like you were talking to yourself."

He wouldn't mind that- Sucrose did that, often, talking to herself. Not as though there was multiple people- but often narrating what she was doing, or about to do, or what she ought to do. He didn't understand it, but he didn't mind either.

Whether you did or did not wasn't the point- that... wasn't what 'talking to one's self' sounded like.

You stared at him for a moment, thinking. He looked away from the papers, then back at you, brows slightly furrowed in concern of what he was about to hear in response...

"Well, I'm not sure you'll believe this, but-"

He blinked a few times, tilting his head to the side slightly as he intently waited.

"I... can see spirits. Like, ghosts."

He hummed for a moment.

"I never did believe in ghosts," he hummed, then looked back down at his paper, grabbing his pen and returning to work, "But I have no reason to believe you'd lie to me."

Other than that, he simply seemed to focus on his work. He received the answer he wanted, and that was it.

You waited for a moment, as though a sudden realization would strike, and he would be asking you more and more... but it never came.

"Albedo?" You asked, and he looked up at you,

"Hm?"

"That's... it? You don't... have any questions?"

Albedo tapped his pen to his lips, looking at the window.

"Could you tell me before you talk to... whomever? Just so I don't accidentally think you're talking to me."

"That's not what I meant," you explained, gently, "You're just... You don't have anything else to say?"

Albedo blinked once, twice.

"Well, it's odd, but I do believe you. What else is there to say?"

...

And back he went, to his work, letting you walk off and return to your friend... Without as much as a second question.

Childe

"He's not that bad," You said, just as Childe was about to round the corner, stopping in his tracks, "Sure, he's... odd. But he's not the monster you believe him to be."

He wondered who you were talking to, he just wanted to bring back some groceries so he could prepare that fish he caught just an hour ago, but...

Well, a few minutes tacked on wouldn't make it go bad, as he curiously listened to... whoever you were talking to.

"Yes, he's bloodthirsty, but you-" a soft huff? "-Are just as bad! Stop coming here, there's nothing to can gain from taunting us like this."

A moment of shock, and his legs moved before he did, dropping the bags, and water swirling as weapons had formed in his hands, but as he walked rushed into the room-

No one but you, looking a little irritated. He looked around... then his shoulders slumped, turning his gaze to look at you.

"Who," he said, cautiously, "Were you talking to?"

You sat down with a huff, "Just- Just some poor fool who..."

...

"Who? How fast was he? I didn't even hear his footsteps!"

You looked at him oddly, and let out a breathless, awkward chuckle.

"I- I think I need to explain something," you struggled out, and his blades disappeared, and he... frowned...

"Are you... cheating on me?" He knew jumping to conclusions was bad, but... someone being here and disappearing so fast...

That didn't make sense, actually, even when you didn't know he was listening, you still spoke highly of him! Defended him!

"No! Never, but it's... weird."

"Weird? Weirder than a monster with a big, fat pearly eye?" He grinned, just happy to know that you hadn't turned your back on him.

"Well, when you put it like that, talking to spirits doesn't sound that odd."

"Wait," Childe's eyes went wide, "Spirits? Do you mean ghosts or elemental spirits, like the Geograna?" As far as he knew, the elemental 'grana were too simple for complicated thoughts, but maybe-

"Ghosts," you clarified. Well, there goes that train of thought.

"Wait, ghosts! You can talk to ghosts? Why didn't you tell me that before, that's so cool! Are they physical at all? Do you think I could fight one? Imagine fighting someone who already died!"

You held back your tongue on that comment, "Well, no," you explained, "It's... I can just see them. Always have. Some are kind, some are not, they don't do much beyond very minor things..."

Childe was frozen for a second, "Oh! Wait, I was going to make dinner... Can you keep telling me all about it?" He asked, with no small amount of excitement, "I need to get the stuff I dropped..."

"You dropped it?"

"I... got excited."

Well, at least he still seemed to be the same Ajax as always, excited and curious even about the most improbable of things...

Kazuha

"You know," you said, "It's odd."

Kazuha looked over at you, still a comfortably kind of sleepy, having dozed away most of the warm afternoon. He blinked a few times, and yawned,

"What is?" He asked, rubbing his eye as he looked at you, resting his head on his arm- he was still quite sleepy, but not exhausted, just a pleasant floatiness, a lovely warm wrapped around him, like a blanket warmed by the sun, just barely plucked off of a clothesline, and bundling him up just before the night came...

Ah. Night would come soon, but it was only midday. He had no reason to worry about the cold just yet, so he wouldn't, instead just enjoying himself.

"Your friend always seems to be with you... it must be nice, like an eternal hug."

... His... friend?

Suddenly, the comforting, warm floatiness had disappated on the wind, and he was pushing himself up, looking at you with a wild concern in his eyes-

"What... are you talking about?" Kazuha was... well, he was an odd one, he knew this, he didn't speak properly and, as Beidou once said, Sometimes he opens his mouth and flowers come out instead of words. But, this was odd even for him.

"Your friend." You said, plainly, "T-Tomo?"

Kazuha blinked...

"Tomo? What- what about him? He..."

It was a touchy topic, for both of you. There was no lie that there was something between him and Tomo, but it was something you both decided to not discuss. He was gone. He loved you.

Even if his heart was still delicate, and easy to wound.

You looked at Tomo, then it seemed you had looked past him, instead, to something behind him. He turned to look as well- but there was nothing but the landscape. Beautiful, but nothing particularly noteworthy.

"I... Well, it's a little complicated," you said, as Kazuha pulled himself up properly, and sat down instead of being half splayed out, crossing his legs as he looked at you, the fogginess in his brain making it impossible for him to try and figure out what was happening in your head.

"To make it simple, I can... see spirits."

Kazuha... blinked.

"Well, that's vague," he thought aloud, and visibly cringed at himself, "I... I'm sorry. I mean- Every thing has a spirit. I would... like a bit more explanation," he awkwardly pushed out.

"Ghosts," you said, clearer, "Those who have passed. Died. I... Tomo-" you hesitated, "He's... well, he's around. Just, not in a way you can see."

... Tomo...

"He..."

"If it... helps at all, he's happy you're happy. Even without him."

Kazuha looked around, and his heart- it ached. It ached so much. Tomo could see him, but he could not see Tomo, and... and...

He half jumped at you, and held you close, burying his face in your neck...

It seemed he'd react to your 'seeing of spirits' another time...

But even then, he seldom cared. You were you... he just... wished Tomo didn't have to see all this.

Diluc

A quiet day, Diluc was basking in the sunlight- he seldom did this, after too many times of getting his face poked at for freckled that dotted his features when he was not as pale as a ghost, he had hid from the warmth of the sun...

A tortoise having sat itself near him, he resting his hand on it, petting its shell- could it feel the petting? He didn't know, but it felt nice. His own falcon, resting next to his head, sometimes poking at his hair a little...

And you were around doing... something. Not that he minded, maybe you were sampling the grapes, or chatting with some of the staff. You hadn't asked for him, nor disturbed him, so he figured you didn't need him at the moment.

Thus, he dozed. In and out of sleep, with the clouds sometimes skirting over the light of the sun, taunting him into deeper rest... Then making sure he didn't go too far when the sun came back.

Eventually, there was a soft shuffling, and a little bit of shade- and you were lying beside him. It felt nice- without much thought, he reached over and grabbed your hand, wiggling his fingers between yours to intertwine them, a small, pleased smile on his face...

"Your father's so proud of you, you know." You said, and his eyes cracked open, lashes fluttering as he tried to wake up from his dazy slumber, before turning his head to look at you,

That was a little... random.

"It's a nice thought," he said, taking his hand away from yours just to stretch, and then push himself to a sitting position... still, he grabbed your hand again, once he had finally begun to wake up, "But I won't really ever know."

You, too, pushed yourself up, looking at him... focusing...

"Well, I do know." You insisted, "I mean, it's... It's okay if you don't believe me, not many do... but he is. He really is."

He blinked a few more times- he was so... tired. Groggy. You weren't making... sense.

"You've never misled me," he said, "But I don't really understand what you're talking about."

"I can speak to ghosts." You blurted out.

"... Ghosts?"

"Dead people... I... Well, a lot of people who die pass immediately. Some don't. I can see them... Easier than most can." You explained, "And I saw your father walking through the vineyard... He really is proud of you, Diluc. He's happy you've been getting better these past few years."

Better...?

...

Did he...?

"I..." Diluc swallowed thickly, "I do appreciate it, but... this is a... lot all at once."

"I... I know. You don't have to believe me, I get it-"

"I do."

"-'s," you stopped, "You do?"

"I've always... been able to tell there was something a little off. You'd look at some things for an extended amount of time. That's... erm... Not the part I'm struggling with."

Before he knew it, he felt hot tears beginning to roll down his cheeks, leaving trails that felt so ice-cold in the gentle breeze...

This was a demon he couldn't fight at the moment... But when he felt you consoling him, wiping away his tears...

Maybe he could deal with that later, with your special... blessing.