#so i might aswell write a short about fall

[gtlurker]

A short story based on a thought i has during class today:

Sitting curled up with my tiny lover in the early autumns sun was one of my favorite ways to spend the day. There's no chill in the air yet, but the fallen leaves create an aray of oranges and red that cascade over the backyard, some still falling from the branches, joining the piles on the ground. Clover, the love of my life who stood at a mere four inches tall, was sat on my hand, curled gently against my chest to provide her with some extra warmth her small body couldn't quite produce. Despite the beautiful display of colors that surrounded us, I couldn't keep my eyes off her. The way her dark hair cascaded down her back and chest, how her knees were pulled to her chin. Her bright blue eyes fixed to the trees as she watches the leaves fall, no doubt looking for patterns In the ones on the ground. The warm autumn colors contrast her pale, cool toned skin in a way you only see in paintings. As if she was the first snow flake to fall in the winter, before the orange, red, and yellow color pallete the earth had taken on turned to a monochromatic while. She stood out amongst our surroundings, like how she stood out against every person I've met, despite her whole life having being spent trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. After thinking for a moment, i gently lift my hand to bring her to eye level, her gaze turns from the landscape infrong of us and focuses on me. Instead.

"Need something?" She asks, her head tilting to one side, causing her hair to fall in that direction. She reminded me of a curious mouse in the moment, attempting to gage what my intentions were just from my expressions. "No, just looking." I say, a hint of a teasing smile on my face. Her eye brows furrow and she shakes her head. But I don't miss the hint of red on her cheeks. "I'd- i would say something cheeky back, but it's to cold to think." She mutters, earning a small chuckle from me. Cold? How could she be? It's ten degrees out, that's hardly cold.

Though, i do suppose at her size she must be freezing, even on a relatively warm day. Gently, I set her on the ground, making sure her balance is right before moving my hand away to grab a leaf to place over her. Birds tend to be an issue at her size, so i make sure to hide her from any over head pests. "What are you doing?" She asks, holding the leaf up so she can meet my eyes. I smile and start to stand up, scuffing my foot into the ground to mark where I was sitting so I don't lose her. "Just wait here, I'll be right back." I don't wait for her reply before turning on my heel and heading inside. Reminding myself she can handle being outside by herself for a moment.

A few minutes later, I returned to where I scuffed the ground and brushed my hands over the ground till my hand bumped into her. Wordlessly, I curl my fingers around her torso and lift her. "What are you doing?" She asks again. And my smile broadened before I showed her the scarf I had grabbed from inside. Not her scarf, but mine. Clover deadpans in my palm and rolls her eyes. "Hah hah, very funny, im tiny, that won't fit me, asshole." She says, but there's no real bite to her words. "No," i say, my voice taking on a teasing tone, "but it'll fit me." I begin to wrap the scarf around my neck. "Oh c'mon- you're not even cold! Go get my scar-" She cuts herself off when I settle her into the folds off my scarf, right up against my neck. I feel her body go from tense to relax in an instant. And she hums in contentment. "Never mind, I like this scarf." She murmurs as her gaze returns to watch the leaves fall. I let myself watch the leaves, but think about how now I might be able to get to come watch the snow fall, while she stays safe and warm, right here with me.

[xjangmii]

Saja Boys and secret dates

A/N: Thank you for the support on my last post! <3

If you want to request something or just have questions, don’t feel afraid to send them!! (Idk what to write T^T)

Summary: You‘re living with the HUNTR/X girls, having learnt to fight demons and to, one day, finally seal the honmoon. Yet when it‘s almost complete, a demon boy band appears out of nowhere, the Saja Boys. Everything you‘ve learnt about demons is cast aside when you fall for one of them and now you secretly meet eachother every night. How, you might be asking? By sneaking out.

Warnings: Mentions of blood in Baby‘s part (possibly bad grammar, english is not my first language)

Jinu Saja

🐯 imagine your first secret meeting with him like the one he had with Rumi in the movie

🐯 when you first saw Derpy and Magpie, you were quite startled. So, your first instinct was to eliminate them. But when Derpy accidentally kicked over the trash can in your room and tried to bring it to stand again, you practically melted

🐯 whenever Derpy visits you and brings you one of Jinu‘s cards, you give him some treats and pet him

🐯 at first you were extremely careful, always trying not to make any noise and putting a makeshift puppet on your bed

🐯 whenever you two meet, it’s at an enclosed area with almost no people nearby

🐯 when you started sending him your own cards he was practically squealing like a highschool girl

🐯 Rumi once caught you two while you were on a walk together (it was in the evening and Jinu wore a disguise), so now you two always meet at night, just to be sure no one will catch you

🐯 you two once made another hat for Derpy one night, but Magpie stole that aswell

🐯 Zoey stormed into your room while Derpy brought you a card, so you had to hide him behind you. She saw the giant tail behind your back and squealed excitedly, thinking you were now into cosplay. She brought you multiple sets of her old clothes, tutorials on how to make wigs and such the next day

🐯 you both had your 'Free' moment at some point

🐯 you took him to an aquarium once and he was in absolute awe the entire time

🐯 he took you to a few old temples from his era, explaining how they were made and what they were for

Aquarium Night:

"Why didn’t you want to tell me where we are going?" Jinu asked curiously, matching your speed as you dragged him with you. You chuckled, looking back at him with a soft smile "Because then it wouldn’t be a suprise, you idiot!"

When you saw the building you were talking about, you quickly sped up, Jinu yelping in suprise as he staggered forward. You laughed lightly, muttering a short 'sorry' as you walked a tiny bit slower. Arriving at your destination, you let go of his hand, standing infront of the building and excitedly waving your hands "Ta-daaa!!" Jinu just stared at it in silence, confusion evident on his face. " 'Sea Life'?" his tone carried a hint of mockery, silently contemplating whether to tell you 'Sorry, but I forgot something. Let‘s meet tomorrow!' or to just get it over with. "What‘s that supposed to be? A pool house?" You snorted slightly, envisioning all kinds of fish in a sauna. "Nooo!! Just come with me, it‘s still open for the next hour!" Grabbing his hand again, you pulled him with you, quickly paying the entry fee before going inside.

While you were busy with paying the entry fee, Jinu stared at the ceiling, his gaze distant yet also filled with admiration. Above him, the skeleton of a blue wale hung, decorated with little stars hanging at its sides. The ceiling was painted a deep blue fading into a more lighter blue, each new color adorned with tiny stars, a moon and a light yellow sun. His pupils widened, having never seen anything like this. His fingers twitched, wanting to reach out and touch the painted sky. Right as he was about to start levitating, a hand enveloped his, startling him. As he looked down, he saw your eyes staring up at his, a bright smile plastered on your face. He completely forgot what he had been so awe struck by, his entire focus now lying on you and your entire soul.

Your wave began to tangle around his, creating a pretty violet tone that radiated comfort and peace. And at that moment, he knew one thing: no matter how forbidden this relationship, these meetings or they were, he would never stop fighting for you.

Abby Saja

💪 to be fair, I‘m stuck between him being a really loud person and him being a rather gentle, quiet person

💪 would probably help you out with a demon you were just fighting and then ask you if you could meet up some random night

💪 if you came, he‘d be like a big happy golden retriever and if you didn’t, he‘d wait until you come

💪 when you first met with him, he was very cocky, constantly flexing his muscles to impress you

💪 got a little bold one night and straight up confessed, while you were staring at him like this :O

💪 always greets you with hugs whenever you show up, trying to show you that he enjoys your company

💪 either takes you to cinemas, 24/7 open stores or teleports you to wherever you want to go

💪 sometimes waits for you outside on your balcony, watching you as you lock your door and put some folded clothes onto your bed as a makeshift you

💪 one night he sent Magpie to you as an invitation to meet up. He never did it again after Magpie came back dressed like a horror story princess (Jinu yelled at him for over an hour)

Movie Night:

The soft crunches of popcorn can be heard somewhere in the local cinema of Seoul, silent chatter sometimes souding in the distance. Your head was leanded on the shoulder of your boyfriend, both of your eyes focused on the giant screen that displays the movie you were watching. Sighing quietly, your focus began to shift from the screen to the person sitting next to you, quiet sniffles coming from him. Your eyes lock onto his face, seeing tears fall slide down. He jolts slightly as a tissue wipes across his face, his eyes finding yours as you look at him fondly. His face turns a deep shade of crimson, quickly wiping away the leftover tears and acting like he never got sentimental. You chuckled lightly, shaking your head as the both of you continued watching whatever movie was playing in the cinema, just happy to be with one another.

About an hour later, the both of you hug, his arms enveloping your chest and waist whilst yours hang around his neck. He presses his lips to yours, a tender kiss meant as a good night. You sigh dreamily into his lips, your arms tightening around his form, trying to pull yourself impossibly closer to him. Feeling his chest vibrate against yours, you can’t help but laugh aswell, not caring about being caught, just caring about the current moment.

His form cradles yours as you lay down on your bed, your body starting to shut down as it drifts off into a deep slumber. You feel fingers brushing through your hair, the feeling of warmth and safety surrounding you like a peaceful bubble. Abby watches as your breathing slows, your expression peaceful and content.

Waking up the next morning, you find yourself alone in your bed. Just as you were about to feel saddened, you find a little card on your bedside table, a handwritten message by Abby. Your smile reaches your eyes as you read it, placing it against your chest as you close your eyes, suddenly feeling better than you ever have before, the sadness completely erased.

Mystery Saja

❔ he invited you to meet up with him at the fan signing event, sliding a small envelope into your pocket

❔ every time you two meet up, you are either in an abandoned building, in a field of flowers or just in his room

❔ he waits outside of your balcony each night, always making sure to bring something he‘s sure you‘ll like

❔ while in his room, the two of you just cuddle or read a book, enjoying eachothers company

❔ whenever he feels like it, he lets you style his hair and other times he styles yours

❔ most of your meet ups consist of cuddles, you being the big spoon and him being the small spoon

❔ at first, the two of you went to public areas, but you quickly scrapped that idea when all he did was bark or growl at people getting to close to you

❔ Zoey caught you two redhanded one time, yet instead of snitching on you, she began fangirling, now being your nr1 supporter and fanclub leader

❔ sometimes you two stay on your balcony, a blanket draped across your bodies as you talked to eachother or simply stared at the night sky

❔ like I said in my hc, he‘s very observant, so he always brings you to places he‘s sure you‘ll grow to like

A blood moon night

You hum quietly to yourselt, kicking your legs as you stared out the window. Tonight was a blood moon's night, the sky painted in a deep ombre of violet and dark blue. You held a notebook in your hand, scribbling down your thoughts and doodles of the blood moon. On your lap sat your favorite plushie, pressed closely to your lower abdomen (or chest, depending on the size). Closing your eyes for a few seconds, you listened to the noises surrounding you, before a soft tap on the glass door of the balcony disrupted your peace. You opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend standing behind the door, your favorite flowers in one hand while the other lazily flexes its fingers.

A soft breeze swiped through the room as you silently opened the door, staring at your boyfriend in mild confusion, to which he just smiled fondly. His hand creeps up to your waist, tugging you to his side before you two suddenly disappear in a soft pink puff of smoke.

When the smoke clears, your eyes meet a giant Willow Tree, multiple flowers surrounding it as a picnic blanket lays at the root of the tree. You gasp softly, a pink hue covering your cheeks. Mystery smiles softly, gently pressing a kiss to your temple. "I thought this would be a good place to watch the blood moon.. Is it okay?" Your lips wobble slightly as you throw yourself onto him, both of you now laying in the flower field. "Are you kidding me?! It's perfect! I love it so much.." His breath shudders as your lips meet his, his eyes closing softly despite being covered by his bangs. Ah, how much he loves his human sweetheart.

Romance Saja

💘 I don’t think he cares about being caught, so you two also meet up at the evening

💘 always takes you on a shopping spree whenever he feels like it

💘 you once found a sappy love letter hanging on your balcony door, asking to meet up. When you found out it was from Romance, you weren’t suprised

💘 whenever you two meet up in the evening, you just say that you‘re going shopping and ask if they want anything. It‘s not a full lie

💘 this guy always makes the best poets about him, you, or you two and gives them to you when you meet

💘 at some point he‘d probably try to seduce you or use his charms to make you sway his way, but when that didn’t work he just let it happen naturally

💘 your secret meetings are just full on yap sessions most of the time, with a lot of flirting coming from him from time to time

💘 he sings to you whenever you feel down, casually dropping the best advice you have ever heard when asking for some

Shopping date:

Mira raises her eyebrow at you, suspiciously narrowing her eyes when you ask if they want anything. This was your fifth time this week going shopping.. What the hell were you doing?! Most of the time you don’t even get what they asked for. She just shakes her head, murmuring a 'no thanks' while the others stay oblivious to your shopping obsession.

When you arrive at the mall, you yelp lightly as you feel someone holding you up and spinning you around. Once you‘re back on your feet you wobble slightly, trying to regain your balance as your boyfriend laughs heartily, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. He takes your hand in his, dragging you inside. You look down at your other hand, finding another one of his poems folded neatly inside of it.

You two go to several clothing stores, each time buying a different set of clothes. Romance always does a fashion show, posing infront of the mirror and walking down the hallway like a runway model. Each time a flicker of joy or a laugh comes from you, his eyes find you, watching in fondness, love and glee.

While you may not come back with what the girls had wanted, they kept their mouths shut, not wanting to ruin your current mood. They loved it when your wave glowed so brightly it hurt their eyes to look at it.

Baby Saja

🌶️ he straight up shoved a card into your hands, leaving the event after

🌶️ hangs upside down like a bat whenever he waits for you on your balcony, using the railing as a support

🌶️ the meet ups are not consistent, sometimes they are once a week and sometimes they are everyday

🌶️ does not give a fuck if you two get caught. He loves you, so what?

🌶️ at first he avoided every attempt of affection, now he craves it but he‘ll never admit that

🌶️ if you feel like it, he‘ll share whatever snack he brought with you

🌶️ lets you read through his notebook, asking you what you think about the lyrics (he writes the lyrics of his rap parts)

🌶️ sometimes he just teleports into your room, lays next to you and says nothing

🌶️ please, for the love of god, never mention Gwi-Ma. Being hellborn means the voices are louder and more frequent than what made-demons experience. He‘d rather forget all about it than be reminded of the cause of his agony and suffering

🌶️ he loves train stations, haunted places and amusement parks, so expect to be there most of the time

🌶️ he‘s super lazy most of the time, so you two just teleport around the world instead of going there like normal people

Haunted Mansion Date:

"Baby, are you sure this place is safe?" You ask warily, your heart beating faster than it should. You fight literal demons!! Baby just shrugs casually, opening the doors, not even wincing as they creak loudly "Nah." You stop in your tracks, eyes widening. "Nah?! Baby that‘s the one thing I didn’t want to hear!!" You whisper shout, shaking his arm. He just grins lazily, walking into the haunted mansion with no care in the world. Immediately rushing to his side, you take his hand in yours, nervously chewing on your lower lip. What you don’t notice, is that Baby‘s cheeks glow a faint pink, his ears red.

Every step you take is a death sentence for you, especially since every step either creaks or opens a hidden trapdoor. By now, you‘ve grown used to such dates, but this was your first ever haunted mansion date with him. You thought it was just spooky, not really haunted!! How do you know it‘s really haunted? Just ask the flying chairs and moving statues!

Just when you were starting to relax, get bolder and have more confidence, Baby decided to joke around with his surroundings. You hadn’t even noticed that Baby had disappeared, taking a few more steps inside the kitchen. Your hands graze the stove, the counter and a few leftover plates and glasses. On the walls hung beautiful velvet curtains, although they were ripped and had several holes because of moths and such, their patterns remained intact and awe striking. Your entire body froze when a hand suddenly appeared on your shoulder, your head slowly turning to look at where it came from. When your eyes met that of a ghoul, your heart stopped for a moment.

Baby snickered quietly to himself as he heard your fearful screams, barely containing himself from laughing loudly. That is, until he heard screams of pain, not of fear. Real agony, misery and pain. He immediately bolted into the kitchen, seeing your bloodied body laying on the table, a bloodied knife in the hand of the makeshift puppet-ghoul. His eyes widened, quickly scurrying to your side as he began to panic. "No no no! This wasn’t supposed to happen!! It was just meant to be a joke!" His eyes bore into your face, feeling something close to sadness or despair, his hands cradling your face.

Your laughter filled the room, his wide, almost sorrow, eyes opening instantly as he looked at you. Wiping some tears of joy from your eyes, you smiled smugly, patting his shoulder. "Pranks aren’t always as funny as they may seem, huh?" He stared at you motionlessly before standing up, scoffing silently as he walked out of the haunted mansion, wiping away all remains of his former, what do humans call it?, sadness.

In the end of the day, the both of you learned not to prank eachother again, atleast not like that.

A/N: I couldn’t help myself from writing the prank in Baby‘s part. I‘m tired and I thought it‘d be funny and a good story to share with everyone. Moral of the story, not every prank is as harmless as it may seem.

Btw sorry for drifting away from the main plot, I kind of got distracted and liked the idea of secret dates hehe..

Hope you enjoyed!!

- ❥ℛℴ𝓈ℯ♡︎

[shannonaesthetics]

(V) Valentin Viljoen Headcanons! (MC X V)

HI HI HEY!!! Shannon here!! During my dreadful midterms, I found myself thinking and writing down some V headcanons that suited him and saved until I had the time to share them. Ofcourse these arent official and mostly my personal interpretation of him but I think they'd suit him! Im starved of V content but Ill feed the fans nonetheless <3 Sorry If this is really messy I never did posts like this before but enjoy nonetheless !

So do you guys know those types of people who look like they're not listening to you whenever youre rambling on about something but to your surprise are actually VERY ATTENTIVE AND EVEN ADD ON??? Like imagine you're going on about something while V is taking care of his animals and you think he's not listening but to your surprise he actually replies? He'd help you find correct words and phrases if you pause :( /pos

At night after a long day he's SO TIRED HE JUST GOES ON AUTOPILOT and stays silent. He wouldn't mind if you kept him company or talk to him but he would only respond via nodding and hums as he leans into you until you fall asleep. Hes never gonna fall asleep first whenever youre talk to him even if he's so tired nuh uh.

I feel like his main love languages would be Words of Affirmation and Acts of services BUT he can initiate physical touch once you're a couple of months into the relationship. Its not gonna be extreme or on the daily but simple gestures like holding your hand and wrapping your arm around his.

Do... you guys think he'd bury his face into your chest or the crook of your neck when he's tired or you both are just laying down together?? EHSBJHFEJGF Not all the time but on special occasions

Hes probably naturally very warm. Hed make a great human heating pad /hj. During winter or cold nights, he'd let you nuzzle into him or wrap yourself around his torso for warmth and pull you in closer if he feels you shivering.

Hes not the type to get mad at people he cares about or just people in general. Hes likely to only get mad at people he deems disgusting or just in general rude or unpleasant. To you, he's very gentle and caring and wont get mad at you no matter what you did. You dropped a plate? He'll make sure you didn't get a cut on your skin and help you clean up. Accidentally let his snakes out? No worries, he'll catch it and put it back in its cage and tell you to be more careful. :3

If you entrust him to keep your belongings safe with him or just forgot your stuff at his place, he'll protect it at all costs. Even if its something small like a notebook or your clothes. He'll take great care of them nonetheless. Same goes for plants and pets, you can trust him to petsit your animals (if you have any) if you're outside. He'll feed them accordingly and make sure they don't run off. If you have plants at your place, he'll ask if you've watered them and will water them for you if you forgot!

He'd let you play with his hair. He'd enjoy it aswell. The sensation of your fingertips as you twirl his hair around your fingers and maybe even try braiding his hair for him <3 He'd love the way you look so focused when doing his hair he cant help but smile...

If you're feeling tired or drowsy, he'd pull you to the couch or bed and let you nap on him for as long as you need. He might even read you a few poems or hum a lullaby so you can relax. Maybe even gently massaging your scalp or any small warm gestures. HE CARES SO MUCH YOU GUYS BFDBJEW

Personal hairdresser O-O? He'd offer to do your hair if its bothering you or you don't feel motivated to take care of it. You want to cut it off? He already has scissors in his hand and asking how short you want it to be. Want to rim your hair? Its already done for ya! He'd let you borrow his shampoo and conditioner too if yours ran out FNJEBGJHEWG

He can read your emotions REALLY well. Its just in his nature, he can read people like an open book. Even through text?! Hes familiar with your texting patterns and how you respond. So if you're having a bad day and it shows in the change of your replies, he'll know and be on full alert. Even if its a slight difference.

I feel like after he met you, he'd name his animals how you call them. If you nicknamed them or suggested a name, he'd stick with it. HE WOULDNT TELL YOU TOO IT WOULD JUST SLIP OUT. You would be on call and you would ask about his animals. "Hows your cat doing?" "Felina? Shes doing alr-" "YOU- you named her..??" "You call her that, no? I thought it might suit her."

When he's tired and eepy... he'd lazily caress your arm or face... Its so precious of him.. His eyelids droop over and his face softens as his fingertips graze over your sides or arms... (On my notebook where I wrote this down, I scribbled mid writing because of how cute it was I couldn't help myself.)

During winter if you feel like you didn't wear enough layers of clothing or just get cold easily, he wont hesitate to take off his coat and drape it over your shoulders for your warmth. If you lost a glove, he'd warm your hand with his, rubbing over the numb skin gently and blowing on it to keep it warm.

WAAA OKAY WOW THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE?? again this is my personal interpretations on how I would they V would act so SO SORRY IF ITS OUT OF CHARACTER FJDBGJEWG I never thought Id be so in love with a character id write headcanons on them. I hope you guys enjoyed and I look forward to writing more sillies!! <3 (Ps; i might soon post a oc x V fic so stay tuned for that <3) -Shan/Shannon!!

[greatcultgrove]

See I write this AU with the very specific goal of getting people to draw Godpoke falling down the stairs No but I like to write Godpoke as just, this guy who does NOT really have it together. Down below are some funny character notes n blabbering! With Godpoke n Megapon! This might be minor spoilers for their dynamics and possible future interactions so, backflips...

Godpoke is just some guy really. Theyre not even legally at The Grove, dude hitched some rides and explored abandoned buildings in their free time. Godpoke wanted to investigate The Grove, sure, so they goes there. Oh boy! Theyre stuck! Now what? They don't try and immediately leave, they are still on task A. I try to keep Godpoke with They/Them but sometimes I accidentally write He/Him and I get confused...You might see that in the text, oops I wanted to write Godpoke and Megapon as a reverse of the 'moody attitude main character with innocent sidekick' thing. Godpoke is just a guy whos just anxious about the fact theyre in the situation theyre in. Megapons been through it already, and Megapon isn't exactly pleased to be doing it again. Megapon is a voice for Godpoke...granted Megapon isn't exactly the RIGHT one. Godpoke would much rather let Megapon lead them around, but theyre constantly getting swept up in other peoples shenanigans. Godpoke has not a single clue what to do besides explore, and Megapon is on task B, which is escape. This leaves them clashing alot. Godpoke is constantly travelling, but for task A, which leads them farther away from task B. Megapon, in an effort to get Godpoke on task B, will direct them in smaller steps. Megapon understands Godpokes curiosity, but doesn't understand the fact Godpoke hasn't switched tasks yet because theyre too scared to try and turn around in the face of people who are telling them actively over and over that they CANT.

Megapon of course is the one with the attitude, which often gets Godpoke swept up into shenanigans pretty quickly. Godpoke can't exactly express their own exact thoughts, so Megapon simply speaks on behalf of them, but not in a direct translation sort of way. Megapon speaks for them, but more for it, hoping that it'll keep The Grove off of them. Aswell as also maybe smack some sense into them, because the world is weird and Godpoke keeps just going along with everything thats thrown at them.

Another thing is the fact Godpoke keeps tripping, falling and getting the short end of the stick when it comes to the land. Godpoke is in a foreign area, has no idea whats going on and overall isn't very good at navigating. Megapon has the longer end of the stick, but theres only so much you can do as a talking megaphone in the hands of someone who is constantly worrying about if or not that guy they met 3 years ago was actually telling the truth about some mundane point that mightve gotten them there, than the actual world around them. hehe Gaypoke

Might add more stuff but for now have words

[lilifieldss]

Important notes!

as I have said, I want to make a safe place for everyone to be, so, I decided to come up with some rules, that you must follow in order for no one to get hurt! That sounded like a bit of a threat, but hear me out, the last thing I want to do while being here is to get into an unnecessary drama or argument over something, that could be easily preventable, and I'm sure you're agree with me on that ( hopefully ) so..

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1. Regarding asks

- I allow asks to be sent if you have a question regarding placements and such, but please, do not abuse it by sending a bunch of it all at once/ in a short period of time!

- do not send your whole birth chart, synastry chart, any type of chart if I have NOT stated in a seperate post that I do free readings! I promise you, that there will be a time when I will be open to read them, but not until then! IF you still send your chart without I'm asking for it, I'm gonna simply delete and not reply!

- now that we're talking about it, do not complain, beg, try to harass me into giving you an answer, you might not get one or atleast not in 95 sec after you sent it! ( 96 sec is different, I mean, 102 sec? we're getting there ) For example, if you ask me something that I don't have much info on, you probably not gonna get a response until I get a decent amount of knowledge on that topic! Even then it is never guaranteed that I will 100% respond! I would like you to be patient as I have a life too, just as much as you do, I need time! I also would not like to spit out a half chunked food of my mouth just to give you something, I like to go for quality over quantity!

- my asks are not only open for astrology questions ofc, for reviews for example you can send them there aswell! As long as it's nothing weird, very off topic then it's cool!

2. Regarding DM's

- my dm's are always open, as long as you're not weird, disrespectful! feel free to say hi if you're interested in something or want to be moots 👋 if you're being a weirdo tho, expect to be blocked!

3. Regarding my posts

- This blog was created for me to kinda use it as a diary of all the things I have learned and will learn about astrology or any type of spiritual practice, so It is strictly prohibited to copy and repost my work claiming it as yours!

- you can get inspired by them, and make something similar of course, there's a bunch of different topic that are most likely gonna be the same, but don't copy and paste! Like I know that my writing is nothing fancy, it's pretty casual, but there's still work in it and of course I had to learn about the subject before I could say anything about it!

4. General rules

- If you got a problem with me, we can discuss it in the dm's and we can try to find a solution for it! I'm open for constructive criticism, BUT if I get a slight bit of a feeling that you're coming from a negative energy, you're blocked!

- If you have a problem tho with my style, the way I talk and present myself, or you disagree with this list, there's the door, you can leave at any time 👉🚪

- If you got blocked or I pissed you off because of something, do not go whining about it to a third party space, talk shit about me, MAKE shit up! I don't block people without a reason, so I suggest taking the time to reflect, if that is something that would bother you sm OR AGAIN if it was the way I reacted or talked to you or anything that falls into that category, you may leave or talk to me!

- DNI if you're homophobic, racist, etc. basic dni.

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Not respecting a point that I have made in this post will result in either a block or a warning, depending on the severity of the situation!

I think thats all for now, I might come back to edit later if it's needed! Thank you for reading and acknowledging my words, have a nice day!

[bbqfrank]

EggCarton SMP Log#22 PART1

Conversation. ((this is a continuation to a previous discussion that I forgot to take screenshots of but short summary Soup and Sky realize that Vee is acting strange and decides to casually question her while they are conversing "lava" is the name soup gave to magma so that V33 doesn't act strangely Soup asks V33 to give them a tour of her house.))

V33: I'm not sure what you mean I think you probably zoned out.

Soup: Haha yea how about we just go back to sky and lava? we already saw this statue so no reason to come back.

(they walk over to where magma and sky are)

V33: Hey we were just checking out that statue over there.

Soup: Was there anything else you wanted to show us on the tour?

V33: I mean there's not much here left to see.

Vee: We could always go to the home far away

Soup: Sound's like a plan what are the coords?

Vee: How about I just take you there myself

Soup: Sound's Perfect

(While Walking to the place that leads to Vee's faraway home V33 come's back)

(Soup saves it by directing the subject to the rain that was currently falling)

(Once the rain clears vee and the others leave the cave noticing a C.A.T)

Vee: was it spying on us..?

Soup: Look's like it.. Maybe we should let it be it seems scared and looks tired.

Soup: What are doing with it lava-(magma)

Magma: Playing with it

(in regards to the far away home)

Vee: I think I can show you guys we might have to drop off that C.A.T though at the place with the other C.A.TS at withers house.

Soup: Uh yea but you can stay here while we take it back

(Soup and magma return)

Vee: I found this cute little duck while you guys were gone Im going to take it with us! :D

Soup: So where are we going?

Vee: Right, follow me

(Vee leads them to the far away home)

(They arrive at the home)

Vee: Ive been staying here for a while...

Soup: It's so nice here, but why? seems isolated

Soup: Lots of sunflowers here too..

Vee: I just needed to get away from it all

Soup: That's fair everyone needs theyre space

+silly picture

Vee: I remember doing a lot of writing in this house but not what i wrote.

Soup: you like writing? me too I keep a journal Its peaceful helps me keep track of things so I don't forget

(They go outside to talk magma stays inside playing with the duck Sky watches the conversation and upon going outside V33 come's back and kills the duck)

V33: I would like all the resources I can get.

Soup: I see..

V33: I'm sure you have something of value aswell..

Soup: uhh well depends on your definition of value What might yours be?

V33: Knowledge ofcourse.

(Soup recognizes that V33 tends to overshare so pushes them into giving information)

Soup: In that way we're alike haha love learning new things what kind of knowledge are you looking for?

V33: The knowledge *id get from* conducting studies on a new subject It would be rather useful to me.

V33: I could for hours talking about my best inventions and scientific discoveries.

Soup: Is that so.. I could listen for hours! but tell me. Under her belt what subject could interest someone like you? you seem like someone who has a lot of past subjects.

V33: You'd be surprised to know ive only kept one subject to test on and with enough data I have come to the decision the creature "BlueBell" would be best suited for my studies.

(Soup tries to change the subject but V33 persists)

Soup: the uh.. The flower, right? Isnt that a flower...

V33: say what does an "alligator" look like?

Soup: Uhm.. I'm not sure

V33: My employee gave me useful information about this "bluebell" and described her as an "alligator" sadly I have spent many years away from the world in which "alligators" did exist.

Soup: I see sounds exciting sadly I wouldn't know either as I told you before, I also came from somewhere else Do you know anything else about this creature? that way I can let you know if I spot one.

V33: well she was also described to have a "caretaker" called "Wither"

Soup: I.. Don't know what that is.. are you sure youre in the right place?

V33: Oh I'm sure of it I made sure to send my previous subject to the correct world.

Soup: Oh you put your subjects to work

Soup: Sounds efficient

V33: who wouldnt.

Soup: Well I know a few scientists who wouldnt.

V33: Clearly they arent doing theyre jobs right.

Soup: In books I mean that ive heard of..

Soup: Depends on your goals

V33: I only have one goal.

Soup: Ohh and what is that :)))

V33: well originally my plan was to find a way to bring mass "destruction" to just about ANYONE who wasnt me. Buuut that quickly changed.

Soup: ah! personally its nice to hear that changed sooo, what happened? I'm so curious! I love learning after all

V33: Well I aged. Obviously, and realized that I wasn't going to live forever and create new things to better my own world.. So I decided to *dedicate my life's remaining years to developing a cure to aging by testing on creatures who seemed tough. At least tougher than the previous subject "rats"

Soup: I see clever

V33: In order for that to actually pan out the way i'd Hoped it would I need to actually find this creature first.

[imahinatjon]

Hiii, this was a request on a different app I use ~ this is the original version of what I wrote - I diverted from the request a little, but altered it for the other app so it would fit the request. This one is just the original one.

Nikolai might be out of character, but that's because I'm not used to writing him, but I like to try!

Anyhow - it's short, but please enjoy I guess?

Nikolai x DOA reader sfw

Duality

Damn... your a really confusing person aren't you? At least, Nikolai thinks so.

He adores you, he REALLY does, but sometimes you give him whiplash. SOMETIMES, he has to do a double take to really make sure it's really you he's standing next to.

He doesn't necessarily mind it, it just makes you more interesting. But... agh! He doesn't know what to do! Should he just let you be? Probably. That's for the best

Except... on that shopping trip, when you wanted to go out to buy new clothes... how you spoke to that cashier, you were stuttering so much, you were so shy, you could barely even look at the person opposite you. Nikolai wasn't too sure what to think. Should he be worried? (No)

You were headed to the park next. You wanted to take a walk, and Nikolai of course, would accompany you, he likes being around you, it's like you share a brainwave, though, this 'you' he sees while out? Yeah, he's not sure he understands. Your shy? Like REALLY shy? Can't talk to the cashier properly shy? Can't call the Taxi yourself shy?

Welllll

"I guess I'll just have to do it for you"

He's more than happy, it's cute that you need his help.

The park is where you start becoming more like yourself. There aren't so many people around so your voice becomes louder and you use more hand gestures as you exitedly talk to him about mushrooms - mushrooms of all things.

Apparently you found a strange one in this very park a few days ago. Bright green and yellow - probably not safe to eat, but still interesting.

You had a skip in your step.

"Are you really that shy?" Nikolai asked, he smirked of course, teasing as he threw an arm over your shoulder.

You stopped your talk on mushrooms.

"I mean... yea?" Did he not know? Oh right, you'd never dragged him along to go shopping before, despite how long it's been.

"Hm"

He was going to use this. But first, going home sounded better.

It was your apartment. Nikolai didn't live there with you, though he might aswell have.

He liked your home. At least, he's sure he does. It's warm, comforting, annnnnd a little surprising.

It's not super neat, but not a mess either. It's just, organised chaos? You have a lot of things around, things you like, things you've made, all sorts of things that represent the many layers of you. Being in your home is like being smothered by you. He wouldn't mind if you actually smothered him with a pillow, he once wanted to do it to you, same as he wants to kill Fyodor, but decided against it. Afterall, if he'd done that then there would be no more you... and free food. He's rational enough that he understands what killing you would mean, and however much the idea appealed, well, you appealed ten times more.

Sat at the dinner table. He was sure you wanted him dead. You'd made a chilli, and asked if he wanted any. The recipe you found online was good, but... you'd done something. The enormous grin on your face told him so. He didn't know what you had done, and he was urged to look under the table and on his chair - nothing.

It couldn't be the food could it?

Ha! Nikolai was not falling for that. Did you think he was stupid? (Kinda)

He watched your face fall as you realised he wasn't falling for it. It was sad to see, but... he quite liked his taste buds intact.

He stood from his seat, grabbing a glass to fill it with whatever soda you had in the cupboard before sitting opposite you. He'd wait, he'd sit with you and wait, a drink would suffice.

Until he took a sip, and your grin was back.

The sour taste of fresh lemon coated his tongue and he spat what was in his mouth out.

You were clutching your stomach tightly, laughter filling the room as your eyes crinkled, pure joy at the look on Nikolai's face when he realised that you got him.

You'd been practicing for this.

"You got me this time"

You snickered at him

"You won't get me again though" he grinned at you.

Yeah... seeing you so shy and almost helpless was adorable and all, but this joyful, loud, excessive side of you that he now only realised was a private thing - yeah, he liked this side of you a lot, especially as it was all his to witness.

"Shall we try get fyodor next?"

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This took way too long. And it's not even that long?!

Like I said, I'm not used to writing Nikolai. However, the type of reader I'm very familiar with. I'm that shy outside, in public, and with unfamiliar faces, but in private, yeah, I'm more chaotic.

Hope it was good! :D

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ff7 temeraire au fic idea? your honour, i might be cooking

I already have ideas for another fic to get started after “Be Sweet” (or maybe concurrently, once I have the time to write enough to get ahead of my posting schedule lol) Might be a agszc fic, haven't quite decided on that yet, but we'll see where the drafting leads me I guess. its leaning agszc simply because i have some fun little moments i'd like to include, and what can i say, it's a good time.

Thoughts on a temeraire inspired au? I think the concept of a SHINRA aerial corps is very fun, might get into writing dragonbased warfare for the hell of it. The idea of maybe Cloud becoming a cadet, and becoming part of Zack’s crew or something? I can see Cloud slowly but surely working his way up to like a topman and eventually lieutenant on Zack’s crew? Maybe he is loaned out to another crew after a crippling and devastating attack, and Cloud is put to the test in the heat of battle with a crew he isn't used to fighting with? Lowkey kinda love the idea of Genesis having a regal copper, just a massive beast of a dragon, and being justifiably proud. Maybe Sephiroth, the esteemed general, possesses a celestial? Maybe an acid spitter? Or even a fire breather? It needs to possess some fearsome quality, to sort of fit the whole moniker of "the demon of Wutai". Zack would have a middleweight, mayhaps a breed with great manoeuvrability, to be able to quickly offer support and backup for the larger beasts. A lightweight breed could also work, but I do not think Zack is best utilized as a scout, and middleweights fare better in battle. Speed and support can be just as intimidating and fearsome, if not more, as one of the larger breeds if done correctly.

Zack would be very good in an aerial formation with any of the firsts, due to his ability to support. I believe he would've been Angeal’s lieutenant atop his massive heavyweight dragon before being strongly recommended for the upcoming hatching of an egg, and this becomes nothing short of a benefit once Zack’s dragon is grown enough for battle. His time as a lieutenant would mean that Zack has become able to make split second decisions to defend the first’s weak spots, knowing them like the back of his own hand after years as Angeal’s right hand man, because you can never be taught anything quite as well as experience does. Maybe someone has one of those tiny, tiny but oh-so-intelligent dragonbreeds from China, like a jade dragon? (described as being smaller or similar in size to a horse. Naturally this would probably be updated to being a Wutaian breed, and I’d have to do some actual work designating FF7 native locations for the dragon breeds, but whatever, it’ll be worth the hassle in the end.) I sort of like the idea that some of the biggest dragons (i.e Genesis’ regal copper, Zack's middleweight and maybe even Angeal’s heavyweight) would be all hissy and pissy that they can't also go inside buildings the same way the jade dragon can, endlessly jealous. (Maybe Sephiroth’s dragon would be jealous too, but let’s be honest, it would rather pull out teeth than admit it, as I think both dragon and general alike would be two sides of the same coin.) might be some avalanche stuff aswell, cant leave my sweet girlies out if this (this includes all of them, do not fight me on this). it could be set during the war with wutai, could be me fucking around with some timelines, who knows? endless potential! I think the idea is fun, and I might look into beginning the drafting process of this in the near future as soon as I’ve caught up with my Be Sweet schedule, but nevertheless, much to think about when trying to fall asleep.

[flowerbloom-arts]

And the Beast Whimpered!

(A concept for a fanfiction)

An idea that's been gnawing at me for a while but I haven't found it in me to draw doodles for it so here goes! If you wanna write the idea or otherwise write/draw something inspired by it please please do it and tell me about it, I would love it so much.

Summary:

Strange things have been going on in the Oshun Oxtra's colony, and the Ghost has been terrifically excited about it! Some say that they've spotted a monster lurking in the woods of the colony and destroying it bit by bit. Unrelatedly, the Muddler of the colony seems to be more tired than usual, possibly because he's worried about his yet to be born first child. Those new father anxieties, am I right?

(v plot, details and werewolf Muddler concept art under the cut)

Plot:

Okay, so like, the island, right? The colony isn't such a big island so if something's going on then everybody knows about it. It's the fall season, the Moomins are preparing for hibernation, the Joxter's apple tree finally grew some apples, the Mymbles are mucking around with the strangely colored leaves and Hodgkins is extremely busy working on some seasonal pranks for the King. The Muddler and the Fuzzy have recently happily announced that the Fuzzy is pregnant and they're very excited about the prospect, however, these days the Muddler seems to be more unresponsive and jittery than he used to be. The Fuzzy's felt him leave the tin some nights, it's making her feel worried.

The Mymble's daughter suggests that it might be because of this night monster that some of the children have spotted lurking about, they confirm that it's most certainly not the Moomin's Ghost, but the Ghost is very excited to meet a fellow beasty to scare folk with.

The Moomin and the Joxter, being the... quote from the Moomin: "brave, strong men of the island who must protect everyone", stake out to find the monster, leaving out the Muddler from the hunt because he's too afraid to face the thing and says he'll only be a drag.

After only a short time, they find the Monster lurking between the trees and the Joxter dives head first into the danger, diagnosing the beast as a werewolf and being excited to finally see one with his own eyes for the first time. The Moomin cautiously follows, thinking the Joxter is a fool for such impulses and they meet eyes with the Monster.

The two men recognize the fur patterns as similar to the Muddler's and the Joxter recognizes the timid and avoidant behavior as that of the Muddler's. The Monster flees after the Joxter tries to calm it down and they puzzle together that the Muddler must be transforming into this thing each night for unknown reasons.

The next morning, the Joxter confronts the Muddler about the Monster but the Muddler tries denying it. Unconvinced, the Joxter continues questioning him as if the Muddler had confirmed his suspicions and the Muddler cracks, spilling the truth of the matter.

He doesn't know why it's happening but he's too terrified to hurt anyone and he dreads every night with an aching pit in his stomach, yet at the same time he's refrained from telling anybody in the vain hope that it'll go away on its own and it'll be as if nothing has happened. The last thing he wants is anybody wasting their time worrying and trying to help with something that likely can't be helped. Then the Muddler refuses to continue the conversation with the Joxter.

The next night, the Joxter tags the Fuzzy along with him to help the Muddler in his monstrous form aswell as reveal the truth to the Fuzzy. The two of them manage to calm the Monster down and take a proper look at it: an extremely muscular and numerously scarred hound-like beast. Whimpering and breathing heavily with a deep fear to approach them or have them get close to him. He's terrified and confused, he probably doesn't understand what is going on, but the two smaller creatures manage to get him to lay down and rest.

The Fuzzy tries to talk to the Muddler about this but again does he refuse, and he outright rejects the idea of Hodgkins knowing about this. The Fuzzy reports to the Joxter about this and notes that she's noticed that he has the scars and his body seems strained and a little more similar to his monster form, this makes her mind reel with many worrying ideas and the two of them try to come up with some kind of plan to cure him of his infliction. Days and nights continue with them trying to deal with the issue in the meantime, even if the Fuzzy is starting to get ill from symptoms of pregnancy.

Eventually, the Muddler has to get some new clothes because his old ones are either torn or ill-fitting, and the only person he can think to get fitting ones from was his uncle, Hodgkins. The original crew travel to the Autocrat's abode to meet with him since this is one of their rare excuses to do so. The Muddler and his uncle have a private conversation and Hodgkins notices the Muddler's acting extremely odd. He discreetly asks the Joxter about it and he fills him in on the situation.

Hodgkins is somewhat aware of this supernatural phenomenon and calls it lycanthropy, and the only cure is to get some silver object in contact with his blood in his monstrous form to pull the Monster's spirit out of the Muddler. This is a rather painful procedure since not too many cases have been documented, which makes it hard to do experiments on cures, but stabbing something silver into the patient has shown to work.

Seeing as Hodgkins is the only one big and strong enough to at least restrain the Muddler, and not many others are willing to stab him, Hodgkins is the only one who could pull off the ritual. He arranges some vacation time with King Jones (a difficult task since the hundred year old King is not a very wise one), obtains a silver knife from the royal silverware and makes it to the colony island.

The night of the curing was an intense one, with the Monster full of survival instinct and many obstacles in the way of a good stab, but they finally get the deed done only to have the Monster bite Hodgkins' shoulder at the same time and the two of them limp over as the others rush to treat their wounds.

Hodgkins and the Muddler meet up the next day and the Muddler apologizes deeply about the situation, and particularly about the shoulder. Hodgkins assures him that it's fine, but he shouldn't have to deal with his problems on his own like this time, he also jokes about how the only person upset would probably be King Jones as he'll have to extend Hodgkins' vacation time for recovery. The two of them hug and life goes on as it should, with winter approaching as it always will.

Details:

• The Joxter is a Joxter, young Moominpappa is referred to as the Moomin and his at-the-time girlfriend (young Moominmamma) is called the Moomin Maiden

• the Muddler is more comparable to a dog than a rodent

• the Muddler has tears which stain his face with a red-brown color and must be cleaned off, however his werewolf form always has stains in its eyes

• the crew have been living on the island for about 2 years

• the Muddler has been dealing with substantial ongoing pain for the past few years and points to it as a reason to not worry about him

• the Joxter and the Fuzzy are around the same height while the Muddler is taller than both of them, only that he slouches over most of the time

• the Muddler and the Fuzzy's first child is the Fuddler (the one from the comics)

• the Muddler and the Joxter have known eachother for years and care deeply about eachother, which is why the Joxter is able to identify the Muddler's behavior

• Optional: if so desired, you can have a romantic thing having gone on between the Joxter and the Muddler before the Muddler's marriage, but after some bonding between the Joxter and the Fuzzy they all manage to develop a polyamorous relationship (love wins <3)

• the Ghost uses it/its pronouns

• the Moomins are the only creatures who hibernate on the island, it's a tradition thing that the others kinda have to deal with (but the Mymbles seem to be very interested in it)

• the werewolf is a kinda sorta allegory for anxiety or panic attacks

• the source of the curse isn't important to the story but that's mostly because I couldn't come up with one, if you have a good idea you can add it but I think it feels more real if it remains unknown or it's caused by some severe mental break

• the Muddler is in a state of nausea and unable to navigate very well in his werewolf form which makes him scrape against alot of things in the forest, which is why he has those scars

Concept art for Weremuddler:

(Imagine he has a bunch of scars all over his body ok)

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A night with Luffy 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

Writing this short Headcannon so that i don't cry cuz of my last one being deleted...

Characters; Luffy

Warnings; none | xFem!Reader

Going to sleep with this ray of sunshine always has it's pros and aswell it cons

Pros;

Luffy always makes sure to have his arms wrapped around you giving you a sense of comfort

Very Warm body temperature.. like very you would always go cuddle with him during winter especially holding his warm hands

If you fall asleep first he would gently stroke your hair and back

Most of times let's you fall asleep first just to watch your beautiful sleeping face

Could sleep for days especially with you in his arms

Let's you sleep on top of him if you love it

Is like a big spoon cuddling you while you two doze off

Sleeps like a baby

Cons;

Might get all over you. Be prepared to wake up with his legs in your chest

He drolles alot during sleep like a pool of his saliva sometimes be on his pillow

Snoring.. especially when he's exhausted like not even some earplugs could save you sometimes

Stealing blankets.. what to expect from a pirate ig-

Don't eat anything in bed unless you want him to jump straight up from a deep sleep giving a heart attack cuz boi got time to eat anytime

"Meat...Meat..Sanji make me some food" the amount of times this boy dreams about food

Might sometimes not let you go if he's too comfortable

Even tho he's got alot of cons he's just too much of cutie to not snuggle with

[shanitani]

I wanna glomp the Traffic Light Trio in MHA. The reader goes to Shiketsu and isn't allowed to date bit when they do a crossover training and get paired up with them, they end up hugging them and the boys thinks it's affection but they get SUPLEX-

I love your writing tho, just found ya deep in the recents

contains : todoroki x reader , bakugou x reader , midoriya x reader

a: sooo I didn’t know if you meant todoroki, bakugou and midoriya or midoriya denki and kirishima so I guessed... [this was qeued! I’ll be back when i’m feeling better.]

Ok so background information: 

your quirk is that you can copy others(Just like Monoma’s) and yours works by touching the other person - you have an advantage of being a pretty girl though so people get so flustered that you’re touching them and doesn’t even realize it’s your quirk at work.

“Ready for this?” Camie murmered in your ear fixing the last of her clothes before giving you a glimpse, you nodded smirking while fixing the last of your pieces and stretching for the remainder of time before Shiketsu made it’s way into UA’s training room.

“I wonder if that cute boy will be there, Todoroki.” Camie hummed in silence straying towards her thoughts as you laughed at her antics, “Camie we’re supposed to be fighting them - not asking for their numbers.” 

“There was another cute one for you too! Bakugo I think is his name?” she looked in the air, holding her finger on her chin. You looked down at the floor, twisting your head in circles to stretch it out. “Now you know my father. Rock Lock doesn’t want me having relations with people. Say’s it’s a distraction”. Camie rolled her eyes sighing loudly, “Oh whatever, forget Rock Lock. You’re a teenager you should be doing whatever you want. We still are normal people.”

You, Camie aswell for the others in Shiketsu reached the UA doors, “Hellloooo Shiketsu! thanks for coming!” Present mic boomed over the loudspeaker earning a groan from Aizawa. “Hello Shiketsu, We’ve already made your pairs so let’s just get started. Your partners were based off of your skills, combat training, and rankings. Everyone gets a 30 minute round.” Aizawa nonchalantly went through the lists of names, only catching your attention when he said yours. 

“Y/N, Today you’ll be paired up with Todoroki, Midoriya, and Bakugou. Going in that order.” you ruffled your hair a little, glancing at the three nonchalant boys and sighing, this is gonna be tough.

TODOROKI

At first he was hesitant and keeping his distance, he didn’t know what you were capable of 

You knew a bit about his power but only what Camie described as “ice on one hand and fire on the other”

you didn’t know how powerful he was in long and short distances though, so you had the short straw since your movements are short distance attacks.

You strategized and hugged him when he wasn’t looking.

flustered boy.

You grunt in anticipation while Todoroki was melting the ice off your bottom half, he got the first point and only needed 3 more to win this battle between the both of your sparring. You could see his small smirk as you waited, shivering from the intense ice and cold inching your body temperature - slowly coming back to normal.

Once the ice had melted off your arms and legs, you reached out to the bi - color boy giving him a tight hug. If you hadn’t known any better, you could’ve swore you felt his left side heat up. His cheeks were flushed red and his eyes bulging out of his body. He’d never gotten any type of affection like you gave him, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it. Despite the faint sweat smell and few pro hero’s watching you hug the boy - it was comforting to say the least. Right when he was about to reciprocate the touch - he felt your left shoulder heat up just like his. 

He stepped back cautiously, trying to strategize how you made your quirk into his, “Yeah. Your quirk is pretty cool honestly, wouldn’t mind taking it and seeing if you can escape your own powers.”  You shot the ice surrounding the boy, all the while fire coming towards his direction simutaneously; and he could do nothing but let you get your point in defeating him.

MIDORIYA

poor boy is so confused how you did it

until he realized that hug wasn’t for affection but it was for your quirk to activate.

but he catches on quick.

You were fond of Midoriya and his constant rambling and questioning about your quirk with his small notebook in one hand and his pen in the other. ‘this is my chance’ you thought to yourself before grasping to boy in your embrace. He gasped shyly - almost inaudible; before wrapping his hands around your waist subconciously. “You’re so cute Izuku! but I rather show you my quirk rather than tell you. What’s the fun in that?” you smiled parting from his warmth, before turning on the full cowling through your legs.

His genuine smile left turning into a freightened one, looking at All Might silently freaking out about how you copied his quirk. All Might wasn’t any help however, eyes blown wide and standing in his seat to get a better look at you. “Jesus how do work this quirk, I feel like my bodies gonna break.” your murmured before focusing the energy towards your fist going into Midoriya’s direction sending the poor boy flying.

BAKUGOU

This boy was hard to contain

he would NOT give you any openings whatsoever

you just prayed he would have one weak spot, or at least one opening for you to touch him.

But deep down you knew that wasn’t gonna happen 

so you had to compromise with yourself and go to Plan B

“Hey Bakugou! that’s your name right?” The blonde boy grunted in response not wanting to look at his opponent anymore than he had to. You sucked in your breathe preparing for the boy to send you in flames when you hugged him, ”I saw your work at the UA festival on TV. just wanted to say I really admired you.” you held your tongue ready for the outcome; but he just stood there shocked - hands at his sides and body tensed. It only took him a second to come back to his senses as he pushed you off of him making you fall to the floor groaning at the impact.

“What the hell? don’t fucking touch me! I don’t even know your ass and I won’t hesitate to send you flying.” He looked at you for a second, wincing at your hunched figure that he had cause by sending a little to much force in his push. He didn’t mean to hurt you, just get you off of him because he didn’t like the emotions flowing through his body.

“Right. Sorry!” you apologized heading into the training room to be examined by the pros, hiding the smirk that pulled at your lips. “I’m not holding back.” He shouted, sparks forming in his hands. “Didn’t expect you to. I can tell from your quirk that this really puts an impact on your hands huh? you’re brave! this shit hurts like hell just trying to activate it.” He opened his mouth ready to yell right back, before closing it again as your words finally hit his senses, how do you know?

for the first time, Bakugo grew silent - which only gave you enough time to activate his quirk and hit him aiming for his stomach. He flew into the walls, only causing him to grow angrier. “How the fuck did you steal my quirk?” “Less talking more fighting. This is your quirk, and I just threw you in a wall? embarrassing.” you scoffed, bringing the sparks back to your hands once more.

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Could you write a small drabble about jopper being protective of eachother 🥺

Joyce Byers x Jim Hopper - Friend, old friend - a song fic

(this fic is based on the prompt above (I hope this counts as protective) and the song slow mover by Angie McMahon. Comments and reblogs make my writing heart go boom boom - you know how it works. love feedback and suggestion on how to do it better. or ideas. or thoughts. or whatever <3)

Warnings: contains mature topics like a hint of cheating, alcohol consumption, very light nsfw (superficial) and angst. 18+ as always

Friend, old friend, it's 4 AM

What are we doing in the street?

They walk through the empty streets of Hawkins, a cold february night in 1969, snow falling onto them, and they don‘t even notice the small, cold drops on their heads, shoulders and hands - they‘re far too gone to notice, too drunk to freeze and too sober to dance in the snow the way they used to when they were kids in Jim‘s parents backyard. They‘d left the bar an hour ago, to roam the empty streets at night, talking and walking like old friends do.

„Yeah, he‘s with my mother tonight. Jon loves it there.“, Joyce adds as Jim asks her where she‘s left her son - a reasonable question considering Joyce seemed to have time and space to get wasted all on her own on a saturday night. „She lets him have chocolate before dinner and all.“

„And...“, Jim adds, unable to finish his questioning words when Joyce interrupts him. „I‘ve got no clue, and I kind of don‘t want to know.“, Joyce finishes his sentence, anticipating the question underlying the small word „and“ and the tone of her friend‘s voice. No clue, he might aswell be screwing some girl in her very own wedding bed. Lonnie.

„Joyce, does he even care for the kid?“, Hopper suddenly blurts out, without warning, and boy — he does sound angry. He stops, and grabs her by the shoulders. It‘s a sudden move for him, impulsive and way more serious than she had experienced him at the bar, in their heavy, drunken laughter above the tears behind her brown eyes.

„He... even asked me if I want to try for another one.“, Joyce confessed, a whisper in the cold as she tried to avoid locking eyes with Jim. She had become bad at eye contact lately. Her hand found his on her shoulder. He had not actually asked, had rather joked around that if they tried for another boy, then maybe he‘d finally have a kid that liked what he‘d call boys stuff. Joyce swallowed hard. Lonnie didn‘t want to make another baby for love. No, he was being selfish. And still that idea had sparked a tiny bit of hope inside of her, a hope that he‘d maybe change? Change for the sake of another kid? But she couldn‘t tell Hopper. So she told him some kind of half hearted truth.

„Are you hungry?“, she suddenly asked as his grip on her shoulders began to losen. She nodded into the direction of a 24 hour diner, the neon lights behind them illuminating his silhouette from behind. She loved his silhouette.

I don't want to buy fried chicken

I wish that I was going to sleep

„Nah...I just... Joyce.“, he mumbled, his articulation heavy and sloppy from the drinks he had drowned. The „Joyce“ said it all. He knew she was trying to distract him, knew she did not want to talk about Lonnie, that she did not want to stay with that man and neither would want to leave him. He‘d take her with him, he thinks, take her with him into his small apartment in NYC, around the corner of his police training station, and hold her tight every night in his way too small bed, and never let go again. He‘d done that once too often already. But then, his mind flashes to the woman he‘s dating, Diane, tall and blonde, a woman he hasn‘t thought of much during his visit home, if he was honest with himself. A small bundle of guilt starts to form in his gut, and he isn‘t sure if he‘s sick from the alcohol, or if it really is his conscience.

„Just tired.“, he mumbles then, and none of his thoughts were said.

So they start to make their way towards Jim‘s parents‘ house, the way they had done it so often as teenagers just a couple of years ago. A lifetime ago. Joyce keeps on walking next to him although she lives on the opposite side of town now, that small house on the edge of the woods. Where was home?

Quietly she follows Jim up to the corner of the street, because walking next to him feels a lot like home to her, so familar with his warmth, his unique scent, his height towering above her. He was home, after all.

They stop by the STOP-sign, a flashing one that stands across the streets of Jim‘s birth place, and as if the stop sign was meant for them, they don‘t go any further. It‘s quiet, a winter night, and Joyce feels like she can hear the snow flakes falling. Jim‘s presence feels warm, and life feels cold - and she does not know where to go. She‘s got a house to live in, but no home to go to sleep at. No peace within her own four walls.

„So, when are you heading back to the city?“, she asks shyly after some moments of silence.

„Tomorrow night.“, he replies, staring down on the floor, and then back up to the sign as a car goes by and it starts blinking.

„So.. last night here, huh?“, Joyce whispers, her face turned to the side because for some reason, for some damn reason she can‘t look him in the eye again.

The silence gets louder, the blinking feels harsher, the cold gets colder. She wraps her arms around herself as she feels the dizziness of the alcohol get washed away by the bleak midwinter air and her thoughts. The last night - their last chance?

Her thoughts drift off as she feels his gaze on her, feels him get closer and wrap his arms around her. They stand there in a deep, intimate hug and she asks herself what if - what if she was married to him, what if the house on the other side of the street was theirs, their home? What if they entered the living room, warmed themselves up with a deep, long kiss? God, she wanted to kiss him. His breath is warming the side of her face while he still hugged her, and she turns her head a bit, looking up. The last time they had been this close to kissing had been another lifetime ago. His eyes look dark and warm in contrast to the cold wind around them.

„You wanna come inside with me?“, he suddenly suggests. She answers with a small nod.

And I don't want to kiss you

Underneath that flashing sign

They enter his parents‘ place and although it is huge and empty, it is welcoming and cozy. The furniture hasn‘t changed. The atmosphere hasn‘t changed. There‘s a small light on the table by the sofa, and the room looks so large without Jim‘s family in it. She looks at him, and he looks sad. „It is okay to miss them.“, she whispers softly, her small hand on his back as they stand in the middle of the living room. The tension they had shared under the flashing light is gone for a second. They‘re old friends again. She rubs his back, and feels like she was wrong, feels as if she had interpreted it all the wrong way. Maybe he needed a friend, not a lover. Or maybe he needed time?

She can sense his tension underneath her hand, and she‘s glad she can be close to him in some way, somehow. Joyce looks around the familiar room, the old clock on the wall telling her the night might soon be coming to an end, and she gets sad herself. Their last chance - gone?

But then, suddenly, Jim wakes up from his short, griefing trance. Without a warning he pulls her close by the hand that had just comforted him, and as he leans down his lips find hers. There‘s no time to lose. They kiss and it feels both wrong and right, both hot and cold. She‘s overwhelmed by the passion behind his kiss, the force behind his touch as he scoops her up into his arms and her legs wrap around his waist like they belong there. „Jim...slow down. I want to feel this.“, she suddenly whispers. Suddenly, the night feels still young as he takes her by the hand and they walk up the stairs to his childhood bedroom

What's the hurry? We're not ready

We've got plenty of time

Some time later, minutes, hours, moments, they‘re a mess of limbs and words and kisses and Joyce could swear to God she has never felt like this before. He‘s rushed, but gentle, as if he‘s trying to make up for the lost time, and she‘s the other side of the magnet, slow and sensual and they make the perfect mixture. It takes a bit of talking, a bit of trust, and then they arrive - arrive at home.

For the rest of the night, Jim holds her tight in his way too small bed for once and he never wants to let her go again. They look into each other‘s eyes as they lay entangled, none of them daring to losen the grip, and Joyce feels tired, but she does not want to miss a second of this. Their last chance, remember?

„Get some sleep.“, he murmurs with a soft kiss onto the top of her head. „I‘m not leaving your side tonight.“, he adds as he strokes her hair, caresses it gently, stroking away the thoughts of guilt that come creeping up in Joyce‘s mind as she lays in the arms of another man, indulging in the afterglow of a forbidden rush of passion and confusion. What about him, she thinks, is there someone he should feel guilty for now?

Joyce couldn‘t know what the future would hold for him, a wife, a marriage and a daughter. She could only guess. Neither could she know what the future would hold for her, that she would indeed try for another baby with Lonnie and that, in two years or three, she‘d sometimes find herself lying awake late at night, counting the weeks between their little adventure and her blood results from the doctor‘s pregnancy test. It‘d be wishful thinking, maybe, that she wanted her second son to be more like Hopper than Lonnie. Wishful thinking, and a stupid, unprotected adventure.

Maybe you will get married

Maybe fall in love

Could you make me fall asleep

When you're holding me?

Try set me on fire

The morning after, Joyce awakes with her head on his chest and his arms neatly placed around his torso. Jim is fast asleep. Memories of the night come flashing back in front of her inner eye. She‘s Lonnie Byers wife. She is Lonnie Byers god damn wife in another man‘s bed. And she‘d always thought she was better than Lonnie.

Quietly, she leaves the bed and tiptoes to her clothes lying on the floor on the other side of the room. For the first time, she catches a glance of Jim‘s old room. Nothing has changed. She gets dressed as silently as possible, staring at a picture on the wall - him and her during Prom Night, in front of the Gym. She should have known earlier that this was more than friendship. She had known earlier, actually, and they had always danced around it, danced like it was prom night - until yesterday.

There's someone else but I twist all of

His words and he twists mine

At last, Joyce puts on her jacket, slips into her shoes and opens the old wooden door as carefully as she can. One last look towards the bed with a peacefully sleeping Jim in it, and she‘s out the door. He had promised last night he wouldn‘t leave her side, but this was a promise she herself could not make. In this moment, she felt as if they had to go backt to the separate paths they had chosen at some point, whether they were right or wrong, drunk or sober.

She waves him goodbye as the front door of Jim‘s parent‘s house closes behind her. A wave he doesn’t see.

Joyce would never return to that place again — She‘d not return home for more than 10 years after that. And when she, in 1983, finally does return home, entering the Chief of Police‘s office one morning, she‘ll be too panicked to notice that it‘s home, too broken to see that he‘s still there beneath the flashing sign. Waiting.

So I'll have to let him go

We sometimes fit, but we always lie

And he thinks we could make it work

But only when he's drunk

You think you could help me swim

But I've already sunk

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Thanks for reading. Please drop me a line if you‘ve got thoughts on this. Or if you wanna chat about joyce/st/jopper. My inbox is open.<3

[mageofseven]

I just realized they're open again my chance has come! :D

May I request a matchup? (brothers or undateables your choices) I'm bisexual, demigirl, I'm an Aquarius, ENFP-T personality type. Loyal and osmetimes even protective of the ones I love, usually independent and always TRYING to be a responsible and reasonable-mature person. I value trust, and it can be difficult to earn my trust due to past reasons. I struggle with confidence and self worth issues (writing anything positive about myself is a challenge). I am an absolute ambivert, shy around people of higher authority or importance but very open around people I care about or feel close to. Very affection starved, hugs are like my way of charging. Cuddles are a dream. I don't care about appearances at all, mine nor someone else's, as long as it ain't inappropriate or offensive. I care about being healthy and for everyone to be in their best state. (Sorta struggle to do it for myself though, neglecting whatever health Issues I might have) Rather minimalistic in all sorts of ways, not the biggest wardrobe and intending to live in a small house in the future. I have glasses and I myself am a bit of a short chub with a boy haircut. My way of exercising is longs walks, I listen to music alot, my taste purely coming from if i make connections to something personal or fictional universes of mine. My mind is constantly thinking about a thousand things at once and I struggle to focus at times. Bit of a workaholic who can't really relax, I always have to be doing something which is showcased by my fidgeting and few stims. I hold a strong love for animals, especially cats and reptiles (I own a sweetheart ginger cat and a Leopard gecko), and I hold a massive sense of love any type of fiction/creative media. Movies, theatre, books, anime, video games, you name it! Though I do also love myself an occasional documentary about history or something. I hold a love for food, I love cooking but for the life of me can't bake, I do tend to be a bit picky at times (sometimes it's textures that I can't stand) and have a fuzzy appetite which can be problematic, add it with my workaholic tendencies and I tend to forget to eat or sleep - memory can also often be a bit iffy at times. I can be organized in my own rather chaotic way, not too chaotic, but still not the most organized, but always aware of where my things should be.

I also have a strong appreciation for music, used to be apart of a choir and have even sung in a few places, my volume is actually naturally a bit loud so I have to constantly force myself to be quieter. If I'm not listening to music or not distracted by something else, I might start singing depending on where I am, sometimes quietly but when alone just out loud.

What I really want to do is become a writer, writer/creator for books, movies, tv shows, maybe even video games! I struggle with escapism sometimes and because of that I hold a massive fantasy world in my head, and it's constantly expanding nonstop. Art is a small hobby on the side, as just another way of expressing the things I'd want to write about. I'd say I'm understanding and open-minded person, always trying to see both sides of a conflict and trying to solve things through communication, I try to avoid judging people for who they are or what they love. I also hold a strong sense of patience but can have an occasional temper if you go into real serious asshole territory- discrimination against race, culture or lgbtq+ is an example. I also can be rather curious, another one of my dreams is to travel the world, to see new places, meet new people and be introduced to all types of culture, I'm always thrilled to meet someone from a different Backround and to listen to what they have to say. (Places i really wanna visit for example are Japan, England, Germany, I myself am from Estonia and am bilingual, trying to also learn German, Russian and one day Japanese aswell)

Okay, you sound like such a sweet person 🥰 your traits make you sound almost angelic, which means you probably won't be too surprised with my decision.

I pair you with...

Simeon

So you want to be a writer? Well my angel boy is a writer. The fact that you two share a passion is definitely something that can bring you two together. Maybe he reads something you wrote and sees your potential? Simeon could give you advice and maybe even lessons to sharpen up your skills. I can honestly see this as how the two of you become close and eventually fall for one another.

Simeon loves how kind and hardworking of a person you are. You're so affectionate and loyal and accepting of others that the angel found it difficult not to fall in love with you after seeing the care you give to others.

Dating Simeon...isn't an easy thing. Remember, he is an angel and you are a human. Such a relationship is not allowed by the Celestial realm and therefore, it takes awhile for Simeon to even admit his feelings for you. When he does and discovers that you feel the same, secrecy is the only path that you two can take. He loves laying with you in his arms, holding you close and telling you just how beautiful and lovely you are inside and out. If he could, he would make such moments with you last forever. Instead, they are limited and spaced out, but provide you both with a sense of peace and comfort that makes everything feel okay.

[anotherbeingsworld]

Friends till the end.

Pairing: Bryce x F!MC (Casey Valentine) 

Book: Open Heart

Warning/Rating: None/G

Word Count: 2163

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Pixelberry, I do not own any of them.

Summary: A day out with good friends. 

A/N: Hiii!! So, I am back with a new fic!! This is just a happy-go-lucky fic that I really wanted to write. With OH still being on hiatus, I really missed the dynamic from the friendship, and I decided to write it all down. I hope I did the characters justice! I have some hardships (a few breakdowns and just, a tons of writers block) so, I hope it came out good. Hopefully! Soo, ENJOY!! 

Tags: @soederberg ; @choicessa ; @annekebbphotography ; @dcbbw ; @bitchloveskcbaseball ; @princess-geek ; @storyofmychoices ; @mvalentine ; @n-whas ; @mrsbhandari 

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It was a rare occasion for the second year resident of Edenbrook Hospital with a fellow EMT to be seen at the long roads in the states. One day, Casey has an amazing idea to bring along her friends along with Keiki to a 3-day weekend road trip. Their final destination would be a vintage beach house to have a bonfire as their final days on the road. It sounds ridiculous since their jobs would never allow them, but by taking up most of the week cases and begging to Dr. Banerji. They were given a green light.

They ended up renting a van, for the whole trip. Bryce and Rafael were assigned as designated drivers for the whole trip. All of them had visited the wonders of the states, in the duration of the last 48 hours as they made their way to the final location. A secluded beach, where they would rent a beach house for a bonfire.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally arrived at their final location of the trip. The Gildosa Strand Beach looks majestic, with the beautiful blue waters as the sun shines across the golden sands. Casey felt herself smile at the beautiful sight as she immediately pulled Bryce into a hug, as he places a small kiss on her cheeks.

‘Finally, we are here.’ Jackie let out a scream as Elijah and Sienna immediately make their way to the beach. Rafael laughed at their antics along with Aurora as they cleared the trunk that was filled with their baggage.  

‘Race ya to the shore Jackie!’ Keiki shouted before sprinting ahead as Jackie followed her from behind making the whole gang laugh.

‘Hey, the beach ain’t gonna play itself! C’mon guys!’ Elijah shouted from a distance, as the others took out the baggage. Rafael and Bryce carried most of the bags to the beach house, whilst Casey and Aurora settled on the lighter ones.

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The beach house is spacious, the kitchen was filled with supplies and the living room is furnished and the view is spectacular. It was everything that they needed to get away from the real world.

‘Honestly, I want to stay here forever.’ Aurora said as her gaze falls to the beach.

‘Wow, I thought you were a mini Harper who enjoys work and not relaxing?’ Bryce assumes as he earns a glare from Aurora, making him put his hands up in a defensive manner.

‘Lay it off her Bryce, we all needed some time away. So, for now. Let us enjoy paradise.” Rafael said as he went to check out his room.

‘Okay, okay. I didn’t mean it that way Aurora. I just somehow, you looked like you never had a vacation and..” Bryce was stopped as Casey smack his arm causing him to shut up earning a soft chuckle from Aurora.

‘I get it Lahela, so the next 24 hours is going to be dedicated to me having the vacation of my dreams.’ Aurora replied before leaving to find her room as well.

Casey and Bryce stood there, as they stared at their friends and Keiki playing in the sun. Casey felt a pair of eyes are staring through her. She tilted her head and saw Bryce was staring at her.

‘What are you staring at Lahela?’

‘You.’ He replied with a smile whilst Casey felt her cheek burn from the heat.

‘This is our first vacation together, and I can’t believe it's going to end soon!’ Casey said with a sad tone in her voice.

‘I am not going to let your negativity ruined it for the both of us, we should enjoy it. With the bonfire tonight, it's going to be one of the best nights in our lives. Let’s live for tonight.” Bryce said as he pulled her into a sweet kiss.

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After all the preparations are ready, all of them were seated in a circle around the bonfire. Casey was sat between a Lahela sandwich with Keiki and Bryce on both of her sides, followed by Aurora who is seated beside Bryce and Rafael, followed by Jackie, Elijah, and Sienna on their side.

The fire is bright as the darkness appears, all of them were silence enjoying the beauty of nature before Bryce cleared his throat.

‘Cheers to an amazing group of friends, and making amazing memories.’ Bryce said while raising his glass while glancing at the others.

‘You know when I first came to Edenbrook. I never would have thought that I would meet a bunch of amazing people who I am proud to call as my friends. You guys are really amazing. Cheers to all of you.’ Casey continues raising her glass as Keiki smiles feeling giddy inside.

‘Guys, this is supposed to be a vacation. Not, an emotional wedding toast or something.’ Elijah said as the others laugh at his comment.

‘Well, some of us maybe will end up on the aisle. We will never know.’ Sienna commented as her eyes gaze at both Bryce and Casey making them both blush.

The moon was shining above them in its finest as they all enjoyed their last night on the road together. Aurora clears her throat as well, commanding for the attention.

‘Soo, I figure I would like to prepare a toast as too. Cheers to this vacation, where we could take a breather from the hospital once every 365 days. I also wanted to say thank you for accepting me into this circle of friends, especially after everything we have been through. It feels nice, and somehow it felt like home.’ Aurora said as she met Casey’s eyes who nod in approval.

‘Aw, we are lucky to have you here Aurora.’ Sienna lets out a squeal as she pulled her into a small hug making her smile.

‘Raf, anything to add?’ Elijah asked as Rafael was lost in thought thinking about what to say.

‘I would like to propose a toast for this group also, for accepting me for who I am. Honestly, I somehow feel a bit out of my league among amazing doctors but, you guys accept me for the person who I am today and I couldn’t be more grateful. This has been an amazing time for us and well, I couldn’t have it any other way.’ Rafael cheered in happiness as the others let out a whoop from the speech.

‘Hey, buddy. You are a superman! I would kill to be like you.’ Elijah said patting his Rafael’s back.

‘The way you saved those people that is really admirable!’ Sienna squealed in delight as Rafael let out a small laugh.

'Yeah man, you are amazing!' Bryce exclaimed as they fist bump one another which is making Casey smile at the encounter.

'Okay, okay. It's my turn. I would like to cheers to another year of our residency and our life. When I first came to Edenbrook, my mind was set to the prize; being the best doctor. Without any distractions, and attachments. But, you guys prove me wrong. I need all the support I can get if I want to reach the top. I appreciate what we have here and honestly as Rafael said; I wouldn't have it any other way either. So, cheers to us.' Jackie raised her glass aswell, as Casey felt herself tearing up.

‘Jackie, that is beautiful.’ Casey commented as she wipes a tear that has fallen.

‘We love you too Jackie.’ Sienna exclaimed as she makes a heart with her hands towards her making her blush.

‘You guys are saps, but the craziest saps a girl could find.’ Jackie said as she lean in her chair. 

‘Hey, sappiness is good. This is a golden moment, and sappiness is required.’ Casey said as the others laugh.

Bryce glanced at his sister who is itching to say something, he lets out a whistle capturing the others attentions as all eyes fall on him. Keiki looks at him, and lets out a small smile.

‘I think Keiki here have a few words to say aswell.’ Bryce gestured to Keiki who gave a small nod to him in appreciation. Keiki clears her throat and starts,

‘I am not an official member of this friend group, but I just want to lay out a few words here. I’m not much of a master in words, so I am winging it. No pressure, I have been here, living with Bryce for a few months now and I have never been happier. Its not a huge mansion at home, or a field full of unicorns but it is an equivalent to home. Let’s raise one for my annoying brother Bryce who is a bit full of himself but at the same time has the biggest heart a person could ever have...’ Keiki paused before continuing. 

‘Elijah’s right, this sounds like a wedding toast but what the heck, its a good night to pass it on. I also, want to thank Casey for being the big sister that I never had, you really feel like family and in this moment,it feels perfect.’ Keiki concludes as the others lets out a sniff, even Jackie is crying over her tough demeanour. The whole minute was dedicated for wiping their own tears, as Sienna continued. 

‘Since we are all saying all good things, I would like to join myself in the party. Last year, we were just wide eyed interns who is starting in life and honestly, we still are. But, now we are second year residents trying to stay strong despite everything. To put it short, I love each and everyone of you. After everything we have been through, I never could imagine doing it with anybody else. The adventure with Mr.s Martinez, to Casey’s hearing and everything. It brought us here together, and life couldnt get much better than this. So, here is to friendship!’ Sienna beamed at all of them as she leans her head on Elijah’s shoulder from the exhaustion and satisfaction. 

Elijah rubs her back and raised his glass too. 

‘I might not get sappier than all of you, but I really appreciate each and everyone of you. Sometimes, I wonder what if we worked at different hospitals and, just never had a chance to have this...’ He pursed his lips before continuing.

‘It would feel incomplete, and I owe you guys a lot for all the good times and even bad times. I have grown a lot in these years and its because of this circle of people here. Cheers to right here, right now.’ Elijah concludes his speech as the sound of the water crashes through their eardrums. 

The circle around them are silence as the bonfire crackles to life, as everyone is capturing the moment around them. Casey felt herself leaning against Bryce, as he held her in his arms. Bryce placed a kiss on her forehead, followed by clearing his throat once more.

‘So, let’s save the best for last. I won’t get sappy here..’ Casey lets out a scoff as he winks at her. 

‘As I was saying, I really am happy here. Med school was okay, but nothing could top this moment; good friend, great vibes. Period. But, through it all, I really am grateful to meet one of the most amazing girl a guy could ever asked for. These two years with her are the best years of my life and honestly, I couldnt wait for what our future will hold, so I decided...’ Bryce took out something from his back pocket and in dropped to one knee facing her. The others let out a chorus of gasps. 

‘Casey Valentine, I may not be the guy from the magazines, but I am here as I am and it would be the greatest honor to be your husband. The world is still young for us, but I couldn’t imagine life without you in it. So, I told myself, what the heck, and lets do it. Everything from that leads to this moment, which leads to an important question. Will you marry me?’ Bryce lets out a small breathe as his eyes gaze into hers. 

The atmosphere around them was thick, as time seemed to slow down for a moment. Bryce sat there with a huge amount of fear as he suddenly regrets, until... he saw the small nod from her.

‘Yes..’ she replied quietly as the tears started to fall .

‘Yes?’ Bryce stood up in excitement as Casey nods excitedly. He quickly pulled her for a kiss as he slip the ring on her finger. 

Their friends let out a celebratory screamed as Bryce and Casey was engulfed in hugs by their friends. In that moment, everything is perfect. Although the tears blurred her vision, the silhouette of each of her friends. The smiles and tears as they celebrate the night were tattooed in her heart where they will be forever. As they will become friends until the very end. 

THE END. 

A/N #2: Hii again! I really hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it!! The friendships that choices has given  is really amazing and I want to acknowledge that somehow since the friendship group in OH is one of the reasons why I fell in love with the book. This fic is somehow dedicated to all the friendships that occured in life.  I have met so many amazing writers, artists, and amazing people  here that I was lucky enough to call my friends  and all of you who took the time checking out my stories  !!! I LOVE EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING.  ❤❤

[oldserah]

Ultimate Ship Meme

“Your All that's left, But I Cannot not Love thee”

Eden Genesis Rook ✂❤ Joseph Seed

[this is late/rushed as im still unpacking stuff into my uni accommodation]

Tagged by @clutch-wept​    [thank youuu]

Tagging: whomever wishes

General

Rate the Ship:

Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last?

Long time most likely even if they took breaks, they would be the couple that would stay together even if they hated each other 

How quickly did/will they fall in love?

It was slow and happened over time from back when they first met and Resparked when they met again and through out the game, its an underlying thing that they dont really admit to [?]

How was their first kiss?

It was Slow an unexpected, a kiss and walk away situation

Wedding

Note: In the Canon Fc5 Timeline they dont really get married, its just a spoken commitment to one another.

Who proposed?

Joseph did, Genesis had been married to many times that she started giving up on the idea of it and was settleing for realtionships she belived would inevitably end

Who is the best man/men?

Jacob, He’s the oldest brother

Who is the bride’s maid(s)?

Gen Most likely would of had her siblings / daughter be a brides maid with a friend or two like Kim. Joseph may of asked her to allow faith to be one aswell.

Who did the most planning?

Joseph primarily with Faith and her sister Joyce aiding him

Who stressed the most?

Genesis, she started to get cold feet as marriage just never worked for her and guilt as Joseph was her best friends husband before she died.

How fancy was the ceremony?

Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big. 

[Joseph and Gen would of made it pretty but more simple, alas others thought a bit differently]

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding?

less of who wasnt invited and more of who may not of accepted, which would likley be members of the resistance [i havent thought about this sooooo i dunno]

 Sex

Who is on top?

Gen preffers to be on top more often than being on the bottom but they switch it up

Who is the one to instigate things?

they are both good at initiating, but Joseph sometimes more likely

How healthy is their sex life?

Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they?

Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head [Joseph may be more Missionary than most, but Genesis sure isnt]

How long do they normally last?

Varies, short in quickies, but normally long sessions.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms?

Joseph is a Pleaser so their less Equality 

How rough are they in bed?

Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it. 

[they have their Rougher Moments and then the more Slower Romantic moments]

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do?

No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

[Joseph can be touchy in public but Gen like minimal pda unless she starts it]

Children

How many children will they have naturally?

they have 7 in fcnd soo, 7

How many children will they adopt?

Dependant, Gen Technically Adopts Ethan [and its still being decided if all of the 7 are biological or adopted]

Who gets stuck with the most diapers?

Equal, Gen has always been more motherly as she basically took care of her siblings and she had kids young, but Joseph is touchy feely so he wants to equally take care of the kids, but if Gen knows about what he did to his kid she is Paranoid and hovers / doesnt allow him or anyone in the cult near or alone with the first kid.

Who is the stricter parent?

Both ish, situational

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school?

Gen as she’s typically taking care of the kids when Joseph is absent [unless shes working if shes still working]

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)?

Joseph as he makes meals more

Who is the more loved parent?

Genesis Because she stayed/around [que fcnd abandoment issues]

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings?

They attempt to Attend together more than not, if not Joseph

Who cried the most at graduation?

The other Parents

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law?

John

 Cooking

Who does the most cooking?

Joseph

Who is the most picky in their food choice?

Neither try to be picky, but they have their prefernces

Who does the grocery shopping?

The Cult loves to serve the Father, Gen will go get her own stuff when she has time

How often do they bake desserts?

Gen cannot bake to save her life, Joseph will when he has time to.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater?

They eat both, but Gen is More a Meat Lover than Joseph

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner?

Joseph

Who is more likely to suggest going out?

Gen because its  a treat and while she can cook its not her fav thing to do.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking?

Joseph if he gets Distracted by the Voice or something.

 Chores

Who cleans the room?

The House is Generally Clean to begin with, the cult may clean the rest of the house [which Gen hate] so she has a rule of noone is allowed in the personal spaces like bedroom. Normally its the last out of the room will clean it if its messy.

Who is really against chores?

Neither they like a clean house.

Who cleans up after the pets?

Gen more typically as she belives that if your gonna get a pet they you are responsible for clean up after it, that and she knows how to take care and handle a snake where as joseph really doesnt.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug?

Neither

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over?

Both to a Degree, Gen is normally more lack about it but wants things to look clean but like its a home, Joseph has an image to maintane so he wants to to look good with Guest. Their Calm Stresser’s.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning?

A Lucky Cultist

 Misc.

Who takes the longer showers/baths?

Gen Takes Quick Showers, Joseph takes longer baths. 

Who takes the dog out for a walk?

Gen will, specially when shes going for a run.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays?

Gen will Decorate if she has Family coming over or Kids, But Joseph wants to spend them with his family so he likes to gather them all to do it for memories, Gen tends to sit out during this.

What are their goals for the relationship?

Joseph wants to save Everyone and build a family, for him Gen is a Person who is lost but is a good mother from experience. He Belives he could save her despite all her wrongs.

Gen is just looking for an Equal who will accept her for all she is and for all her faults and failings. She’s not perfect and her past hasnt been the best, but deep down she wants a home for her where she feels safe.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon?

Joseph if hes been up all night writing or talking to the voice. Gen if shes been out all night, but they tend to be early risers.

Who plays the most pranks?

Neither

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Picnic Date

Requests: ”could u maybe write something about confessing a crush to Claire?”

Pairings: Claire Redfield x Reader

Fandom: Resident Evil

Warnings: None!

A/n: I’m so sorry it took so long to get to these requests. I’ve had a ton of technical difficulties over the past two months but for now, everything seems to be getting back on track! Thank you for waiting so patiently and I hope you enjoy the story! (collage was made by me)

        Rushing into the Police Station making sure not to drop the paper bags and two cup holders full of coffee cups, you make your way to the front desk placing all the items in front of the receptionist. “Hey Mary, I uh got your order. Coffee, three creamers and two sugar packets with a turkey sandwich.” Smiling proudly you hand her the items as she smiles back gladly taking it.

“Thank you (Y/n), everyone should be in the west office, including Claire. But I’m sure you knew that already.” She gives you a knowing smile and giggles when she sees you lightly blush.

“Wh-why would I know that exactly?...” You laughed a bit nervously.

“The tea gave it away sweetheart. Good luck.”

You nodded, picking up the rest of the items and turned away walking to the west office. Letting out a short breath you prepared yourself. Smiling and opening the door you were greeted with “Hello’s” and “How are you’s” from the officers in the room handing each of them their orders.

Heading to the back of the room, you spot Jill and Chris. You smile handing them their coffee and food. Jill Happily took the item and immediately started to unwrap her sandwich. “Thanks (Y/n)! I was starving, oh hey I didn’t know you drink tea?”

“Hm? Oh! I uh I don’t. I heard that Claire was here and I decided to get her a tea.”

“You and my sister seem to be getting along lately.” 

“Oh? Really.”

“Yeah from what I’ve seen. Look I’m her older brother so of course, I’m going to be protective of her but you’re both adults and can make your own choices. Just don’t let one of those choices hurt her in any way.”

“Y-yes, sir!” Nervously nodding you tried your best to smile.

“Chris, leave the poor kid alone. They’re fine. Claire’s in the smaller office if you wanna go give that tea.”

“Sure, uh thank you…” Picking up the last bag and drink you walked over to the small office and smiled when you spotted Claire hunched over a bunch of papers. “hey, I brought you some lunch.”

Claire quickly looked up, a bit startled at the sudden noise. "Geez (Y/n). You scared me!"

Laughing you took a seat across from her. Setting down the food you glanced at the drawings in front of her. "I didn't know you draw. These look amazing."

Claire smiled and took a sip of her tea. "They're just models I'm using for a new motorcycle I'm working on. Nothing special."

“Come on it’s something you love! Of course, it’s special.” You smiled at her feeling a little nervous.

Claire smiled back and leaned a bit forward. “So how has it been being an intern here at the police station?”

You shrugged and laughed a little. “It hasn’t been too bad of a month. Running errands, processing paperwork, working on schoolwork whenever I can.”

Claire nods and takes a bite of her sandwich. “What are you majoring in again?”

“Journalism, and Criminal Justice. Not the easiest of things but it’s a start right?”

“Yeah, definitely is! I admire that you know? I never really had any motivation to continue school after I graduated. There wasn’t really anything that caught my attention.”

“Everyone’s different. I have a friend who didn’t go to college either for the same reasons. They’re doing and working on what they love now. Sure It’s a bit hard but they just knew school wasn’t for them.”

“That actually makes me feel a bit better about my choice then, thanks.” Taking another sip of her drink she notices you bouncing your leg. “Hey, you okay?”

“Y-yeah I’m okay. I was wondering if I could ask you something?”

“Sure, go-ahead. What is it?”

Sitting up straight you cleared your throat and let out a shaky breath. “Well uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go out for a picnic in the park with me tomorrow since it’s my day off?”

Claire raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms in front of her. “Are you asking me out?”

“Yes?.... I-I mean it doesn’t have to be a date, we can just hang out as friends… if that’s what you want.”

“(Y/n) calm down okay?” Claire giggled and shook her head. “Of course I’ll go on a picnic with you. It’s a date.”

“Really?” 

“Yup! See you tomorrow then?”

“A-absolutely!” Smiling you scrambled to get up from your seat almost falling over making Claire laugh on your way out of the office.

The next day you spent the morning preparing the food and figuring out what you were going to wear. You decided to wear something very comfortable and pretty loose since you’d be out in the sun all day. Packing up the food you got a call from Claire saying she was heading to the park and that she’d wait by the entrance for you. Smiling and telling her you’d see her soon you hung up the phone heading to your car with the basket and blanket in hand. After double-checking, you had everything you needed, and getting into the driver's seat you put all the items in the back seat and started your car heading to the park.

 After finding an empty spot to park, you got the stuff out of your car and headed to meet up with Claire after locking the car.

Claire smiled and waved at you when she spotted you a short distance away from her. “Hey! Over here!”

You smiled back and once you made it to where she was she took the blanket from you seeing that you were having a bit of trouble carrying everything. “Thanks, did you have a spot in mind that we set up everything?”

Claire nodded and started to lead the way. “Yeah, I was looking for a bit and I think found a good spot by the pond.” 

Following by her side, you nodded and smiled. “That sounds really nice. Maybe some ducks might walk by us.”

Claire giggled and looked over at the pond. “That’d be pretty cute wouldn’t it?”

“Yeah, it would.”

After walking around the pond you and Claire set up the blanket under the shade of a large tree that was overlooking the duck pond. 

Claire sat down on the blanket and patted the spot next to her for you sit.

Setting down the basket, you smiled and sat down next to her. Felling a little relieved that you weren’t getting too nervous you let out a sigh and looked over at the pond seeing a few ducks swimming around.

“Thank you, for asking me out today….it’s silly but I was honestly really excited to get here and see you.” Claire smiled over at you. A light blush appeared on her cheeks.

You smiled, a blush faintly forming on your cheeks aswell. “It’s not silly at al actually, I was excited to see you too. I was honestly surprised that you said yes. I just wasn’t expecting it is all.”

“Why? Did you think I’d say no?”

“Kinda, yeah.” You looked at your hands, tapping your fingers on your knees. “It’s just, god this is embarrassing…..I’ve had a crush for a while and I don’t know, I didn’t think you’d say yes.”

“Does my brother have anything to do with that?”

“Only a little but mostly I think was just my nerves getting the better of me.”

Claire moved a bit closer and took your hand in hers, smiling at you. “If it helps… I actually had a crush on you too.”

“No way!”

Claire laughed and shook her head. “Yes, way! Of course, I did. You’re really cute (Y/n).”

Your blush grew a bit darker as you stuttered a response. “W-Well th-thanks but I’m not as cute as you.” You giggled when you saw her blush deepen after that. “Ah um, do you wanna eat? I made us some sandwiches, there's fruit, some water bottles and I thought that maybe when we’re done here we could go to the ice cream shop nearby and get some before heading home?”

Claire smirked and nudged your arm with her elbow. “Wow, you really thought this through didn’t you?”

“Sh-shut up….so what if I did…”

Smiling and leaning up a bit she kisses your cheek and giggles. “Relax (Y/n), I think it’s adorable. Now c’mon let’s eat.”

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