#sorry for such a late gift im terrible

[jinkicake]

YOUR ARRANGED/FORCED MARRIAGE IS SO GOOD OMG. if you’re up to it, i was wondering if you could write one for childe? ofc only if you want to <3

Forced / Arranged Marriage Trope 

Childe, Scaramouche x Reader

A/N: Hi, Anon, you're so sweet!!! Thank you!! I had to add Scaramouche too bc... I simply had to (it fits so well w him) so I hope that is okay~ I kinda got carried away and made Childe sorta yandere, im sorry I love him being unhinged and it scares me in the best way like somehow scara is soft but I made childe not…. Hmmm i love childe!!!!!!

fem!reader bc I like the use of ‘wife’

WC - 1.5k

TW // SLIGHT YANDERE!CHILDE (NOT REALLY)

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Childe

“If you’re thinking about going back to that kitten outside I will tie you down to our bed.” Childe’s rather calm voice strikes you down on the spot, almost as if you’ve been struck with a flash of lightning. The original plan that you had was to make a stealthy exit through the front door, you should have known better. You try to keep your frantic heart sane as you slowly turn on the tips of your toes to face him. 

Your husband is sitting in one of the couches of your front room as he thumbs through a book gifted by a friend of his in Liyue. It’s incredibly hard to not roll your eyes as he practically sits in the dark like some villain, tucked away and hoping to catch you lacking. 

“Come here.” Despite his soft voice, you can tell that he is not in the mood to play with you. You clench your teeth painfully tight and wordlessly head to stand by his side. The harbinger doesn’t look up from his book as he blindly grabs your wrist, tightly wrapping his fingers around the two bones. He presses his touch, imprinting his fingers, into your skin as his thumb rubs comforting strokes against you. “Be more careful wife, it’s too dangerous to go out late at night.” Through your leveled breathing, you can’t help but gasp as he tugs you closer toward him. “I would hate for anything to happen to you.”

You don’t have it in yourself to tell him that the dangers inside this house put any of those outside of it to shame. 

“I know,” You settle for something that will please him, a kind phrase that will acknowledge his worries and provide him with a sense of understanding. By the narrowing of his dull eyes, you seemingly said something completely wrong.

“I don’t think you do.” Childe finally looks at you and the blank expression on his face causes a sense of fear to find root in your heart. He looks at you calculatingly as if he is planning his every move and the one that follows in his head. “How can I possibly make it clear to you?”

The vision that lights up on his hip makes your entire body freeze.

“No- I believe you, I won’t go out anymore,” In your panic, all you manage to sound is desperate. Childe ignores you.

“I really just want to protect you, don’t you understand how much you mean to me?” It’s so terribly difficult for you to focus on him as his voice is overcome with heavy emotion. Almost like a flip of a switch, the thought of losing you breaks his sanity and pushes him to a dark edge. “Oh, ангел (angel), you must listen to me,”

You’ll do anything if it means you’ll never have to see him in his foul legacy form again. 

“I will, I will, I promise.” Despite all your troubles, you dryly swallow any anxious nerves down. You place your free hand over his own, slowly closing the book that Childe is reading. “жизнь  моя (my life), let’s go to bed, please.” His native language sounds heavy on your tongue and you nearly twist the muscle trying to spit the pet name out. For once, you applaud your memory and mentally thank Childe for always calling you something other than your own name. 

“Right,” Childe puts the book on the coffee table before rising to his towering height, he stands above you with a sweet smile on his face. Despite the warm expression, you nearly start to break into a sweat at the lack of feeling seen in his eyes. “I am rather tired. We can finish this in the morning.”

“Of course,” You struggle to give him a smile back and choose to instead place a kiss on the back of his knuckles. Childe greedily bathes in your affections as he wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his chest. 

“You know that I love you, жена (wife),” His voice now sounds uncharacteristically vulnerable, it quickly smothers over any of your fear and hostility and causes your heartstrings to twinge with adoration. “I couldn’t handle it if anything happened to you.” 

Perhaps you are just as far gone off the deep end as he is because, above all else, you feel safest in his arms and sheer terror in his presence. 

“I will always protect you with my life. If I must, I will kill for you, Родна́я (dear).”

Scaramouche 

“You can’t be serious.” In all the years you’ve been married to Scaramouche, there have been multiple times when you thought him to be ridiculous. This situation is by far the most ridiculous of them all. Above everything else, the Harbinger is a drama king.

“I will not have my wife being accompanied by another man.” His anger is laughable, you’ve seen the true extent of it but, it’s hard to take him seriously when he’s glaring at you from under his too-large-of-a-hat.

“I wouldn’t have to be accompanied at all if you just let me go by myself,” Your reasoning does not get through to him.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He snaps and the bite isn’t even strong, you already expected this from him. “As if I could let you out of my sight for a minute,”

In the worst way possible, your husband is attached to you with no desire to let you go. Although he tries with his affections and will lovingly pet your hair with an awkward hand, he still stumbles over his own two feet when around you. 

“I want to visit Mondstadt for their Windblume festival, you promised me that we would go.” You’re stubborn in your ways and are unwilling to let Scaramouche forget his first and foremost obligations to you. “I am going with or without you.” 

Your husband glares at you, eyes narrowed in frustration as he clenches and unclenches his fists. All you do is stand patiently and wait for his fit to end. 

“Fine.” He grunts and quickly writes a note on his desk, you excitedly wait for him as he hands the note to one of the guards outside his door. It’s only when he closes his office door again and it’s the two of you alone inside that you run to him with open arms. 

“I’m so excited!” You gush and gush while squeezing your arms around his waist. Scaramouche pats you back as he tips his hat to cover more of his face, he quietly scoffs through your cheers. 

If he had an ounce of courage to stand up to you the way he does the other Harbingers, the way he just told Dottore to fuck off through a simple note, then perhaps the puppet would have some control in his marriage. 

Much to your delight, he does not.

“What is the point of all this?” The grumpiness that Scaramouche is exuding does not go over your head. All it takes is a simple squeeze of your hand, which is tightly held within his own, to make his grumbling melt away under the Mondstadt sun. Being tucked away in the forest, away from the cozy town and any of its people is something you’ve already become accustomed to.

Whenever you travel with your husband, the two of you can’t get too close to others because of his status as a Harbinger and everything else.

“We are supposed to strengthen our relationships!” You place your basket onto the soft green grass before pulling out a blanket with one hand. Somehow you manage to spread it out and sit before ushering your husband to do the same. “Don’t you want to improve your relationship with me?”

Scaramouche rolls his eyes.

“What is there to improve?” He turns to glare at anything but you, his hard eyes rest on the trees and then the blue sky all while you sweetly tuck his hair behind his ear. The soft action internally makes him flinch but, on the outside, all the Harbinger manages to do is blush. “You’re already perfect,” 

“Aren’t you sweet?” You tease and lean over to place a kiss on his cheek. Scaramouche pushes you away, hand resting on your shoulder before he throws the idea away and tightens his grip. The gentle smile on your face, radiating more warmth than the spring sun could ever provide him, makes the Harbinger feel a little nervous. 

You are everything to him. 

Just as he goes to kiss you, a lone dandelion flows through the air. He watches it carefully as it sneaks over your head and fades away into the distance. The entire time he is distracted, you lean over again and place a kiss on his lips. 

“Happy Windblume, my love,”

Scaramouche can’t even fight the ridiculous smile off of his face as he makes a promise about your future together. 

“We will have to do this again next year. We’ll return every year.”

[desiderio-dixon]

Darkest Before the Dawn

Chapter One : Sugar, I'm going down

Pairing : Daryl Dixon x f!reader (endgame), (unrequited) Glenn Rhee x f!reader

Series summary : When Glenn Rhee comes into your life, you become convinced he's a guardian angel sent by your late best friend. You think he's your soulmate. But then he falls for the farmer's daughter, and you find that your own angel may be a little more blatant than expected; wings and all.

Chapter summary : The group sets up for a run to Atlanta, and you fall ill.

Chapter warnings : brief suicidal ideation, violence, language, typical twd themes

Word count : 1.7k (a little baby introductory chapter)

A/N : hello! im no stranger to the fanfiction community but this is my first time writing for daryl so be easy on me please lol. i have the whole series planned out so I hope somebody out there enjoys!

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The plan. What was it? What was the plan? You can't remember. You can't think. The blood is fresh and sticky and it pools in your hands. Bitter and metallic and filling your lungs. She gurgles, her head in your lap. More blood slips from her lips, running a path down her cheek. Somewhere distant, far off in your mind, you're aware it's leaking through your jeans. Warm on your thigh.

Her hand reaches to your jaw, trying to grasp it weakly. All you can manage is a shaky breath, closing your eyes.

Thump.

You know there's one left. Somewhere among the shelves. You just can't care. Let death take you. Let that thing pull you into it's cold grasp and sink it's rotting teeth into you.

You smell it first. The putrid rot overpowering the fresh metal of your best friends blood. And then you hear it too. The lazy shuffling of it's feet. That's when her hand grasps you harder. She can't speak but you know she's pleading. 'Save yourself'.

When it's close enough for it's ragged pant leg to brush your ankle, your body tenses. It's uncontrolled. You want this, but it will be painful. Your breath catches in your lungs, anticipating, awaiting.

But it never comes. And when the body slumps to the ground heftily, her hand slips from your jaw. Your eyes snap open.

That's the first time you see him. All clammy skin, panicked eyes, and splattered blood over his white T-shirt. "Come on, we gotta go!" He ushers. And he must see your eyes flicker to the limp body in your lap. "She's--She's gone. I'm sorry." Yes. She's gone. But somewhere in your soul, you find yourself believing that she sent him. You never were terribly spiritual or faithful; But in this case you hang on, desperately, to the concept. That, as she left this world, she gave you a gift. To keep you going.

And so you do.

"And that is how I met Glenn." You finish your recounting, though this version was much less detailed and much more comical. You wouldn't want to cry on the boat. Andrea told you it scares the fish.

Amy giggles and Andrea scoffs. "You? Some damsel in distress?" Andrea says, peering up at you while she tightens her knot. "I would think you're too stubborn for that."

You huff. "Yeah, well, things were different back then." You playfully defend, debating splashing her. Surely *that* would scare the fish though.

"Can't have been that different a month ago!" Amy chimes in. If the sudden end of the world taught you anything, it was that a *lot* could change in a month.

"Last time I join you guys out here!" You tease.

When you three return back to camp, Andrea and Amy garner various cheers over their impressive catches, though it's not enough for everyone to eat tonight. You, you're happy enough with your one minnow. Gotta start somewhere.

You dump your single fish by the fire, where the Dixon brothers sit. "Fishin' ain't your thing, huh, sugar?" Merle drawls. You pay him no mind, only sending a quick nod to the younger brother before strolling away. Merle was nothing but trouble. Crude words and cruder actions. Daryl, though, was nice enough. Quiet. He never seemed to say much to anyone but his brother. In your opinion, his value to the group was nearly unmatched. Most of the food in camp was provided by him.

You spot Glenn by the RV, chatting up Dale as per usual. Those two had an admirable student/mentor relationship. Raising your hand to block the beating Georgia sun from your eyes, you walk to join them. Glenn grins when he sees you approaching. It makes your chest warm. "Hey, guys." You call.

"Hey! We were just talking about you." Glenn says. Your insides feel like they do a somersault. They were talking about you? Stuck somewhere between honored and worried.

You chance a look at Dale. The older man always seemed to wear his heart on his sleeve. Wide eyes telling his wise tales for him. He seemed casual now. "Do I wanna know?" You joke, leaning into the side of the RV. Glenn puts his hands in his pockets, rocking on the balls of his feet as he so often does. You find it cute.

"Just another run in Atlanta. Shane wants a bigger haul though. Not just you and me this time." You and Glenn had been scavenging partners since the day he first found you, only a couple weeks in. It was just easy with him. While it was important to be compatible in the ways of scavenging and fighting, you found it even more valuable to be compatible in that human way. Humor, connection. It was difficult to go on runs with people you didn't much talk to. Tension with your partner led to being distracted.

But of course, Shane wasn't satisfied. He never quite was. No matter how many trips to the woods he took with Lori. You scoffed at the thought. "Well, is Shane gonna do some of the dirty work himself?" You ask.

Truthfully, in the time you'd been in camp, you felt Shane didn't contribute much at all. The women were set to cooking and laundry. The Dixons were to hunt. You and Glenn to scavenge. And Shane to reap the benefits while ordering everyone around.

Glenn laughed. "Course not. Shane is king of the swamp!" That earns a huff out of Dale. He shakes his head in amusement before stepping into the RV and shutting the door behind him.

In his absence, Glenn filled you in on the plans.

"Merle? Seriously?" You roll your eyes. The idea of being anywhere near Merle for longer than ten minutes was enough to make you rip your hair out of your scalp. Why couldn't it have been the more respectable Dixon?

Glenn shrugs, his eyebrows raised with a similar look of displeasure. "He volunteered."

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Trudging back to your tent that night, your legs felt like lead. You must just be tired from all the time in the sweltering Georgia heat. The act of laying on your cot made your head spin, spots rolling over your vision. Figuring you'd need rest for the run tomorrow, you decided to try sleeping immediately. No reading or journaling tonight.

You drifted off without even realizing. When you awoke a few hours later, a thin sheen of sweat covering your body, you couldn't remember falling asleep at all. Disoriented, you stood up. The world spun for a few moments as you stumbled out into the cool night air. The dry breeze brushing over your damp skin brought goosebumps onto your arms.

Something was definitely wrong. You could feel your legs trembling under you as you walked towards the communal area. The water was kept there. Maybe you were dehydrated. Finally reaching the stash of bottled water, you collapse onto your knees. The plastic crinkles loudly as you try to open one. With your weakened, shaking arms, you find that you can't manage.

"The hell 're you doin'?" Any other day and the sudden gruff voice would've scared the shit out of you. In your dazed state, though, you only manage to look towards Daryl. You must look like hell with the way his face blanches when he sees you. The moonlight does you no favors, exaggerating the shine of sweat on your skin. Your color is off too, two shades too light. He can see your hands trembling where they hold the water bottle. "Ya bit?" He asks.

You shake your head, clearing your throat. "I don't know what's wrong. I don't..." You trail off, voice going weak. At the confirmation that you're not infected, Daryl draws closer. His boots crunch over the drying leaves and damp soil. You wonder if he'd gone to sleep at all, given that he's fully dressed. You swallow. "...feel right." You finally manage to finish.

Daryl crouches in front of you, reaching his hand to brush your forehead. The contact seems more uncomfortable for him than you. He draws his hand back quickly, like the act of touching you is painful. "Ain't got a fever," He grabs the water bottle from you roughly, opening it easily before passing it back. "Yer right though, somethin' ain't right with ya. Im'a get Shane."

Before he can walk away, you grab his wrist. He jumps at your touch, whipping his arm out of your grip. You pay it no mind. "Not Shane. Get Carol, please." You plead, staring up at him. He hesitates before giving you one single nod, trudging off in the direction of Carol and Ed's tent. You sip your water while you wait. Part of you worries that Ed will be mad if he's woken, but you know he's probably too piss-drunk to wake to anything.

Carol's always made you feel safe. You wish you could do the same for her. Most days you find yourself wishing you could simply will Ed out of existence. Instead, you do your best to offer her and Sophia small comforts; a nice pair of earrings for Carol, a new doll for Sophia. Throughout your time in camp, you'd grown to see Carol as a sort of motherly figure. She looked out for you, and you, her.

Before long, Carol and Daryl are jogging up to you. Carol crouches down with you while Daryl hangs back, chewing the side of his thumb. He seems like he doesn't know whether he should stay or go. Carol's cold hands caress your cheeks and forehead, examining the clammy skin for sighs of fever surely. "You okay?" She softly murmurs, giving your cheek a soft pat before pulling her hands back.

"I just feel sort of--dazed? Sweaty and shaky too." You explain to the best of your abilities. Something about the way Daryl was looking at you from behind Carol made you nervous. You pick at the drying leaves on the floor around you, soil piling under your nails.

Carol nodded, pushing up onto her feet. She turned to Daryl, "She's probably low on sugar. None of us have had much to eat lately." She was meek around Daryl. Truthfully, she's meek around all the men at camp. Always careful to not raise her voice or make a joke.

Daryl just nodded, thumb still in mouth. Carol wandered off, muttering something about candybars in her tent. To your surprise, Daryl remained. You trailed your eyes up his body. When you met his eyes, he quickly averted his sight. "Ya ain't goin' on that run today." He says, tone leaving no room for argument. And just like that, he leaves you in the middle of camp, awaiting Carol's return.

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[ace325]

Hey I saw request are open. I was wondering if i could have what it’s like being friends with Sigma (if you write for him), dazai, and chuuya (separately please) idc if it’s headcanons or s scenario whatever is easiest for you to write. Thank you 💕

Besties!

Summary : Being best friends with bsd men :D

A/N: IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, IVE BEEN BUSY AND HAVEN'T BEEN WRITING MUCH LATELY! BUT YOU ASKED AND I W I L L DELIVER!!

Sigma-

○ Being Sigma's best friend would be amazing. He owns a sky casino for fucks sake, it comes with it's perks.

○ You cannot tell me that one of this mans love languages is gift giving (he just seems like that kinda guy ok?)

○ Would totally go on spa days with you if he has a day off

○He has all of the best hair and skincare tips, after you got close to him he let you in on all of his secrets!!

○ Has definitely rigged to casino games once or twice if you were having a bad day

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Dazai-

○ Ok first of all, why would you do this? Are you ok? Are you being held hostage against your will?/j

○ All jokes aside, he would be a pretty great best friend

○ You two hang out in the weirdest places, and it constantly gets on Kunikida's nerves because he's always losing track of you.

○ Speaking of Kunikida, he calls the both of you partners in crime, (depending if you knew him during his dark era, this could be actually true) Always doing the most you can to annoy Kunikida together.

○ You both have the dumbest conversations, like sometimes people wonder how he was the demon prodigy when he's with you.

○ Constantly have to stop his ass from jumping in a river or off a building. Both you and Yosano, make sure to keep an eye on her office.

○ Would definitely have karaoke nights with you, (bonus, if you're legal drinking age, he would do drunken karaoke with you at bars)

"Come on, it'll be fun!" Dazai said, holding up a flyer for a bar. It was a karaoke bar that had allowed any drunken person to grab the mic and make everyone listen to their terrible singing.

Thinking for a moment, you ponder if it would be a good idea to go or not. Fuck it. "Fine, let's go", you sigh, letting a slight smile rest on your lips. Dazai's face beams, grinning from ear to ear. Hastily he grabs your hand, already dragging you halfway out the door, yelling on the way out, "KUNIKIDA, WE'RE LEAVING FOR THE DAY!"

All you hear is an angry Kunikida, screaming words you can't quite make out. Well, you're in for it tomorrow. Both of you.

(I'll do a Chuuya later, I just had this still sitting in my asks box and remembered it)

[digenerate-trash]

ANOTHER EZ CULT LEADER KYLAR W!!!!!

okay, im so sorry I didn't post this. but thanks to Kuu yall have it now. get ready folks GN kylar | GN PC

Lambs- that's what you were called. Hand-picked and carefully groomed specifically as a sacrifice for your dear messiah. 

Doctrine was fed to you so carefully so that when you met your God you knew how to greet them. They say that being sacrificed is an honor. Only a few people ever get to see their God up close and as a lamb, you have the best view of them all. 

Though as a lamb you have a charmed yet short life. People watch over you every step of the way. You’re fed only the best fruit, faithful decibels bathe you in flowers and scented oils. You are dressed and cleaned every day and when you have spare time you read your scripture. And sure the idea of death looming over you every day is a bit frightening, but as a lamb it's your job. You keep the church alive. You're a gift to your God. In a few short days, you'll be on an altar. Ready to face your carefully planned out fate. 

Though lately in the dead of night, you hear a whispering. It's been indecipherable muttering so far. But tonight is different. Tonight it's louder and accusatory as it whispers to you 

"I feel doubt" 

The voice says. It scratches at your mind it makes the room darker when you hear it. You squirm a bit and shut your eyes tighter. Ignore it. Ignore the whispers they aren't real.

"Do you doubt your God?" 

The voice murmurs. You swear you can feel its cold breath on your ear. You shake your head and curl up tighter. If you don't look it's not there.

It leans over you. You can feel its presence. A cold tongue glides across your jaw to your ear. 

"You taste like fear little lamb..."

The thing says, its body hovering over you.

Finally, you look up at the figure. In the dark, it's hard to see but it just looks like the silhouette of a man... and a small man at that. Still. An intruder is in your room. You scream so loudly you're sure everyone in the temple has been woken up. Several people storm your room, still in night clothes, they try to comfort you. Youre check over carefully- and when nothing is wrong with your person they start to check over the room, some Decibles comfort you while others look for any signs of an intruder. You feel so terrible but you're reassured and taken care of until you feel safe again…

You are watched for the entire day. Constantly asked if you feel off or scared in any way- you are uneasy, but you shake your head. You insist it was just a nightmare.

But night falls and you're back in your room. You curl up and try to sleep but the voice is back. Mumering at first like always until you feel its weight on you, you look up at the figure again. Even as it says words too quietly for you to understand. 

You try to scream again but something covers your mouth. It's wet and heavy... you don't even want to think of what it could be. Still, the figure looks down at you. No eyes. Just a dark figure with icy breath.

"Do you hate your God?"

The thing asks. it straddles your hips. You feel its cold hands reach under your robes to touch your stomach. Claws at the ends of each finger dig into your plush stomach. You shake your head since you can't speak but the thing leans over you pressing its weight into you. The ominous figure digs its claws deeper into your stomach scratching downwards. 

You haven't felt pain in so long that even the slightest bump hurts. You cry and thrash and the figure vanishes just like before. Once its weight is off of you, You run to your door and cry and bang on it until someone comes to comfort you. 

You show the decibels your stomach and the markings that are still there. concerned glances are exchanged and whispers of "demons" are heard before they decide what to do with you. You're bathed and fed fruit. You're given a day of relaxing while other lambs and other followers make charms for you to have with you at night. You're always with someone now. And they watch you closely. 

At night You're not taken down to your room instead You're brought to the high priest. He promises to keep watch while you sleep in a cot in his chamber. He assures you that with the charms that the church has made for you and with him by your side no one except the messiah could touch you.

You settle in for another night.

But the voices start all too soon. You press a charm to your chest and try to ignore it. But all too soon you feel the weight on top of you. Something cold slithers up your chest and wraps around your throat. It tightness and adjusts as you open your eyes and look up at the thing again. The demon that has haunted you.

The thing around your neck tightness prevents you from screaming and it leans close again. Its skin is like ice as it leans over you. 

"Do you believe in your God?" 

It asks. And you freeze a bit... do you believe? Is that why this demon is haunting you? Do you need to be a better lamb? Are you not good enough because you don't believe enough? The thing moves closer to you this time you can feel its body rubbing against yours. Heavy and cold. It yanks on your robes pulling them off of you the charms clatter to the floor leaving you bare. 

Your whole body is shivering as the thing coiled around your neck reaches up and presses itself past your lips and down your throat. You feel more appendages coil around your body, the cold snake-like tendrils making you nervous as you're pinned down.

Your body tenses up as the thing itself presses its cold body in between your legs. You squirm and whimper as the thing eases itself inside. A lot larger than you thought it be. Its body thrusts into you as you weakly try to fight against it. It leans over you bitting your chest leaving fanged marks around your nipple. 

You swallow and struggle to breathe around the appendage in your throat and you can hear the things breath shudder and moan above you. The coil around your neck tightens then relaxes then tightness again as if it's massaging itself through your throat. Like squeezing a fleshlight. 

You choke and sputter a bit but that just seems to encourage it.

It starts to thrust more and faster it looks down at you panting you can feel its drool on your chest as it digs its nails into your skin you look up at it as it lets out a horrible screech. The blackness surrounding the figure is suddenly covered in glowing eyes. Rows and rows of eyes attached to tendrils that spill from the things back. The tendrils are coiled around your arms stomach legs and neck. They seem to get tighter as you look at them causing you to squirm more. You can feel it cumming inside of you. Rope and ropes of sticky cum coat your insides. It almost feels too full... 

It massages your lower stomach forcing you to relax. It's only a couple of minutes in when you feel a heavy egg make its way into your body. 

When it's done the eyes blink away. Its body is heaving as its coils retreat letting you go. You don't scream this time as the thing vanishes... you struggle to clean yourself up and rub at the bite to make it fade. 

When the high priest gets up he seems to be none the wiser. Still, he helps you bathe and dress. You try to ignore the weight in your stomach. You don't want it to ruin today. Today is special after all. It's the day they feed the messiah. You study the doctrine. You say your goodbyes. You're ready for the moment you finally get to meet your God.

Laid out on the altar. The room is pitch black as you feel the presence of your God looming over you. Finally, the days of torment are over. You no longer have to be haunted by demons and their torture. You can finally fulfill your purpose. You can meet your fate with open arms

But you feel your stomach drop once again as tendrils coil around you restraining your body. A cold clawed hand reaches out and pets your stomach gently before tracing a claw right over where the "egg" lays heavily in your abdomen the haunting voice asks for the last time.

"Do you love your God?" 

[lunathebee]

Pairing: Steven Grant x fem!reader

Warning: none just cheesy fluff

A/n: I love lego flowers so much but its so heckin expensive in my country ugh, i changed the plot a tiny bit if u dont mind @spicydonut25

Summary: Y/n brings the perfect gift for Steven on their date.

Meeting Steven was strange, and dating him is even stranger. The British man seems to drive Y/n crazy (in the best way possible) because he doesn't fit in any male category that the internet offers.

Y/n's eyes are starting to get tired from looking at the laptop's screen, scrolling mindlessly through the lists of gifts that everyone thinks are good ideals for a man. But they're all wrong! This is not any man; this is Steven! For God's sake, he doesn't need perfume or a pair of sneakers.

Y/n cursed under her breath. She wants to get the perfect gift for Steven; the poor guy should keep a random trinket she found at his table like a lucky charm.

*ting*

The sound catches Y/n's attention. Quickly tossing the laptop aside, she reaches for the phone to see what's up.

*Hi Im just texting to make sure our date are on Friday 7pm this week yea?*

It seems to be a text from Steven himself; he always wants to double check everything and tries his best to be on time. Y/n can't help smiling while tapping the screen and typing back a reply.

*Yep, im looking forward to meet u soon <3*

Steven replied almost immediately after, but instead of making Y/n happy, it made her stomach churn with anxiety.

*Me too, got a small surprise for you*

Y/n sighed tiredly; she can't believe Steven had already gotten her a present, and here she is, on her bed, with a blank mind. Would a new jacket do the trick? or a bag? or maybe something for little Gus.

Y/n returns to scrolling on her laptop, looking at the many items that flash on the shopping website. And just when she thinks her luck has run out, she notices something. 

Lego.

Not only Lego, but Lego's flowers! The store even had the flowers that Steven gifted Y/n on their first date, the type of flowers that Steven was so determined to get that he ran to five different stores to find them and almost missed the date.

Y/n smiles to herself while thinking back on the memories. This sure would be a very thoughtful gift for Steven, and plus, his desk will look better with it as a decoration (not a random trinket).

Feeling satisfied, Y/n added the lego set to her cart and completed the payment, thinking about how happy her lover would be.

===☾︎ ☾︎ ☾︎===

"You're early!" Y/n exclaimed when she arrived at the spot and already saw Steven sitting there, waiting for her. "Traffic is terrible; I should have left the house earlier."

"No, no, it's alright, you're right on time." Steven smiled and stood up to hug Y/n, sneaking in a quick kiss on her cheek too.

"Oh and here," Steven said, letting go of his lover and reaching into the pocket, pulling something out to show. "A present, as promised."

It was a beige box with silk ribbon wrapped around it, forming a bow. Y/n's face lit up when she eagerly took the box from Steven's hand, quickly unwrapping it. "A keychain! of my favorite animal!" Y/n said out loud before holding it near her eyes, seeing how the glitter sparkled under the street light.

Steven swears it's the most beautiful sight ever, seeing how excited Y/n is over his small gift. It's not very exaggerated to say he is a bar of ice cream and Y/n is the sun, the way he melted for her but still wants to admire her forever.

"Oh, I've got something for you too!" Y/n held up a paper bag and smiled shyly. "It arrived a bit late, so I don't have time to wrap it properly, sorry."

Steven mumbled a quick "it's okay" before saying thank you and taking the bag from Y/n's hand. The moment he looks inside to see what it is, his eyes widen with shock.

"A..No way! Is this for me, darling? Lego?! Oh, hang on now, let me take a better look...Lego's flower! Oh...wow.." Steven can't help his excitement upon seeing the gift; he had seen some kids bring some sort of blocky toy like this to the museum but never dared ask what it is.

"So this is... popular among kids, right?" He asked, fingers trading the display picture of the box.

"Hmm, I would say so, but this one is for adults; it contains a lot of pieces."

"Oh geez, I appreciate it, but why don't you just buy something cheaper? Like...real flowers? I love anything, as long as it's from you." Steven blushed while saying this and looked down at his lap; he has this bad habit of avoiding eye contact whenever he is nervous and can't seem to quit it.

But Y/n never mind; instead of getting mad, she put her hand on Steven's cheek, slowly guiding his head so that he looked at her.

"Real flowers will wither, but this one won't; it will stay forever, like my love for you."

[lunar-knight84]

BACK TO BLACK

Cheater Marc Spector x reader, Steven grant x reader

Summary: you and Marc had an amazing relationship but suddenly he leaves without a word. What happens when you meet one of his alters years into your new life and he finally tells you the truth about the past and present ? What happens when everything is left unsaid and yet you feel something new in your heart for that special alter that you met?

N/A: this may be really bad i'm in my feelings and this is what came out lmao. This also took me a long ass time and idk how it is. I’m sorry if it’s terrible! Also feel free to leave a comment!

warning/stuff inside: the use of the word girl/girlfriend and she/her pronouns, Angst, not an accurate representation of DID, OOC, not proof read, Let me know if I missed anything!

You-red

Steven-purple

Marc-blue

Kind of inspired by the song back to black by amy winehouse

When you first marc you truly thought he was a free single man. The way he lifted you up in his arms that night and kissed you with such passion it felt like he was single and ready to take on the world with you. So of course when he asked you out on a date you said yes, of course you said yes when he said he could only call late at night. Of course you didn't mind when he told you he could only go to your place on random days while you could never go to his place. You were in love with marc…blinded with love I guess you can say. One day Marc just stopped seeing you. Completely. You called and texted him wondering where he was or what you could have done to upset him. You waited and waited till finally you gave up…your tears finally dried and you decided to live a new life in london. That was a few years ago and now you work as a bounty hunter in london, you have completely started a new life without Marc but never forgetting the scar that he cut deep in your heart. You were currently on your way to a museum that was filled with Egyptian artifacts and history, which honestly made you kind of excited. Of Course you were there for a specific reason, which was to stalk your bounty who was going to take a tour of the museum. As you walked into the museum you found your bounty and began taking the tour while watching your victim closely. You eyes watched but also looked around at the museum as you took in all of the artifacts and history. You stop in your tracks as you see a familiar and heart crushing locks of curls standing away from you in the gift shop. You can feel your heart beating in your ears like a drum as you walk up to the gift shop and grab a random candy placing it on the counter as you look at the cashier. The cashier looks at you and greets you in a British accent ¨well hello! Im steven! What can I do for you today?¨ he says with a smile as you continue to stare at those familiar romantic brown eyes. The eyes that would stare at you in between your legs, the eyes that you saw making you dinner on tired nights, the eyes that left you… alone and heartbroken. ¨uh miss are you okay?¨ Steven asks you curious and a bit nervous as to why you're staring at him. You swallow hard as you slide the candy over to him and give him 3.87 pounds as you continue to stare at him. Steven is nervous but as he looks down to put the cash away marc calls him from the reflected surface of a mirror nearby ¨ Steven do not talk to that woman…you need to just give her the candy and then leave¨. Steven looks at Marc confused as you suddenly speak ¨you said your name is steven? Is that correct?¨ Your eyes are blank and your voice is low and alluring as you speak to steven. Steven just nod as his nerves are getting to him as he hands you the candy. ¨well then steven… you must have a twin cause i used to know a fellow name marc who looks exactly like ya …you seen him lately..¨ you say as you stare down steven determined to figure out what the hell is going on. Steven tenses as you mention Marc as he stutters when he speaks ¨h- how do you know marc?¨. Marc calls out again in a stern but worried tone ¨ Steven dont… you dont need to know.. Stop talking to her!¨. You smirk as you lean forward ¨oh..he's just…an old friend..¨ you say as if the words are like honey on your tongue. Steven hears your words and is unsure of what to say next as he turns to you but before he can speak you give him your phone number. ¨heres my number steven…let me know when marc is around… tell him an old friend wants to speak to him.. Bye now..¨ you say as you walk away leaving Steven unsure about his feelings while marc is suddenly silent. That night Steven calls you. ¨ h-hello?..¨ he says nervously ¨hi steven…have you finally reached marc for me?¨ you say gently. ¨how do you know marc?...¨ he asks again a bit more strongly as he is determined to figure out how you know marc. You chuckle ¨he's an old friend…¨ you say slowly.

¨what does that mean?¨ Steven asks, unsure of how to proceed as Marc suddenly speaks to him from another mirror in Steven's home. ¨ dont steven…stop before you make this worse..¨ Marc says urgently, steven only moves the mirror away, dead set on figuring out who you are exactly. ¨it means what it means steven… now let me talk to marc..he must be near you if you called me¨ you say a bit annoyed. Steven chuckles a bit and mumbles ¨if only you knew…¨ . ¨what do you mean?¨ you asked confused ¨first you tell me who you are then i'll let you speak to marc¨ he says. You sigh as you say ¨i was marcs girlfriend? I guess you can say girlfriend but it was more of me being his entertainment…¨ you say with a bit of anger. ¨wait what?... Marc had a wife..well ex wife now..¨ Steven says deeply confused as it's only silence on your side of the call. Soon steven hears a laugh ¨the fucker was using me to cheat? Fuck! I guess I should've known..¨ you say in a surprised but hurt tone. Steven went quiet as he was unsure of what to say as he heard your voice again ¨who are you steven? Are you marc and have you just been fucking with me?¨ you say with anger as your voice is harsh. Steven panics as he quickly says ¨no no i'm not marc! You see we have DID.. which means i'm another personality of Marc’s …¨ steven says nervously as he just hears another round of silence from you. He finally hears you sigh as you say ¨i see…so can marc hear me and everything? I'm sorry if that's a rude question. I don't know how all of this works…¨ you say gently and with a hint of kindness. Steven smiles a bit being appreciative that you're worried that you're offending him by asking your question ¨he can hear you and don't worry it's okay to ask..it's better then just assuming.¨ he says gently. ¨i see…well steven did he tell you about us…like me and him?..¨ you say a bit nervously. “No he didn’t…he just told me about his ex wife…” Steven says with a slightly nervous tone “well would you like to know about me and Marc…” you say in a whisper as if the words were too much. “Steven, stop talking to her…you don’t want to know!” Marc says from another reflective surface as Steven ignores him and instead says “yes tell me…about you and Marc…”. You sigh “when I first met Marc I didn’t know he was married at all…back then I really thought it was just me and him…and yeah there was some weird stuff like he wouldn’t let me go to his place and such but i guess I was blinded by love that i didn’t really care to see any of that strangeness…” you say with your tone changing into a subtle sadness. You continued on “one day Marc just stopped…he stopped coming by, he stopped texting me, calling me, he stopped everything…”. “I’m sorry…” Steven says unsure of what else to say as Marc had gone quiet. “I truly did believe It was me and marc…” you said quietly. Steven sighed he was unsure of what to say as you cut him off before he could say anything “look Steven…it's fine” you hang up quickly leaving Steven with his head filled with confusion and silence from marc.

A few days passed and Steven couldn't get you out of his head. Marc had not spoken to him either and after learning what he did to you and his ex wife, Steven did fully believe that Marc would do that. Steven decided that he would have a chat with Marc and get all of this sorted out once and for all. ¨ Marc, can you hear me?¨ Steven said as he stared at the bathroom mirror waiting for marc. ̈ Marc, come on, we have to talk about this mate…¨ Steven said hoping Marc would finally show. A few minutes passed and Steven was about to give up when Marc finally spoke ¨you had no right doing that…¨ he said obviously upset. Steven turned to Marc in the mirror ¨I had no right? You're off your rocker for saying that! You had no right cheating on your wife with that girl! That poor girl had absolutely no idea that you were married and then you got up and left her?! Not to mention your poor bloody wife-¨ ¨ Steven shut the hell up!¨ Marc says loudly as Steven listens to him. ¨you don't understand-¨ ¨well then help me understand mate cause it seems you broke that poor girl's heart along with your wife… did she even know?¨ Steven asks while cutting Marc off. Marc sighs ¨of course she didnt fucking know steven…look…that poor girl your talking about her name is Y/N..and i loved her…I may still even love her…” Steven chuckles as he cuts marc off again ¨you love Y/N and yet you were still with your wife you wanker!¨ Steven says getting upset. ¨ Steven if you let me explain-¨ ¨no you're going to talk to Y/N tomorrow and explain all this bloody mess to her¨ Steven says as his tone is full of anger. Marc just sighs ¨fine steven..fine¨ he says with a frustrated tone as he leaves steven alone in his flat. The next day comes and You receive a message from Steven to meet him in front of the museum and that Marc will talk to you. You begrudgingly get out of bed and start yo get ready for the emotional storm that you were about to head into. You soon make it to the museum and see Steven standing there as you go up to him. ¨hey steven…so um…i don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything but how will i speak to marc?¨ you say gently and a bit nervously. ¨Oh we just switch out from the front..but before i give control to marc…just know everything is going to be okay..¨ Steven says gently and with a reassuring smile. You felt a bit of heat coming to your cheeks as you saw Stevens smile. Steven is different then Marc but yet that smile will always bring warmth to your cheeks as your lips curl up in a small smile ¨ thank you steven…¨ you say gently as you rest your hand on his arm gently.

You soon see his light and cheerful demeanor change into a tense and guarded demeanor as his face becomes tighter and his smile fades into a frown. ¨uh steven you okay?...¨ You say gently, a bit worried about what happened as you remove your hand from his arm. ¨Y/N…¨ was all he said as that chicagoan accent stopped your breathing as you immediately knew who you were with. ¨marc…¨ you said softly. You both just stared at each other unsure of what to say. You finally say “what the fuck Marc…” as you feel your rage take over your initial surprise. Marc just stayed silent, which only seems to anger you more. “You were using me to cheat on your damn wife and you made me believe that we were actually gonna be something together…do you realize how fucked uo this all is…and not make matters worse I met Steven and he ended actually making me feel better about the gaping hole you left in my heart.” You say angrily as you are dangerously close to him. Marc still was silent. “What the hell marc are you gonna fucking talk to me or are you gonna be silent…” you say annoyed. Marc looks at you…with those same romantic eyes…as you feel your knees weaken just by looking at them. “I’m sorry…” he said very softly. You look at him with all the hurt you’ve kept inside after he left you. “ you don’t understand what I have felt for years without you Marc….you don’t the anger the sadness the foolish hope that you’ll come back…and now all of this…” I say with a frustrated sigh “I don’t know what to do in this this situation….”I say conflicted. Marc just stood silently as his demeanor changed again to Steven’s light and relaxed demeanor. “Zoey?…” Steven asked carefully. You look at Steven again and give out a angry growl. “What the fuck! What the fuck Marc! Why won’t you talk to me!” You say with tears as you yell at Steven seemingly forgetting that he was Steven. Soon you felt warmth spread as you realized Steven was hugging you. As soon as you feel Steven’s warm safe embrace you just let out all the unknown tears you had for years as you cling onto him as if he was your only hope. You felt your heart beating again…it seemed it was beating for Steven…or was it beating for Marc? You were unsure…all you knew was that Steven grant gave the Best hugs.

[dullahandyke]

yippee yippee yippee yippee eimear con haul!!!!

Hi. It was my birthday recently and I'm bad to shop for so instead of gifts I got money to spend at Kaizokucon. So here's a haul. Under the cut bcos I couldnt fit it nicely in one picture and I wanna ramble

ok we're gonna take it one picture at a time ^_^ the ID in the alt text explains what everything is if u just wanna see what i got without the rambling sure to come with it. links in rambling r to the artists of the fan stuff where i can find em ^_^ only one of them is a direct link to the product tho bcos some ppls shops r down and some ppl dont have all their stuff online. lemons_arent_green youre a real one

Ok the flat stuff!!! black rock shooter poster bcos i already have a figure but i liek her... badass anime girl ily.... was so so sure i saw a reigen keychain but when i went to go get one there weren't any so i got this sticker sheet instead :3 SPEAKING OF KEYCHAINS!!! yippee yippee kaguya i love you youre my special little tiempsy. yue you are a gay anime boy with a cool design. tomoyo ive always felt a kinship with you and its because im a desperate dyke. monokuma is here ig 🙄 i put him on my carabiner and hes fun to stim with. i am not immune to the sdr2 fanboying. also full disclosure ive not watched naruto (its in the spreadsheet) i just thought funko pop sasuke keychain was really really funny. my son who stares into my soul. comparatively i dont have as much to say on the badges!! luka luka fever for real girlie ily. the bandori ones were blind bags and i got himari on my first try <3<3<3<3<3<3 sorry eve i kind of dont care. 🙁 the dr girlies i kinda picked at random based on who i've been vibing w lately.

THE POKEMON DIORAMA!!!! its soooo cool, staff were setting up the trade hall so i was in there all day friday and this shop was one of the first to set up their stands and i was literally staring at it all day... so fucking awesome. the rings n the necklace r from the same shop look at them... im fucking obsessed w the catgirl necklace. literally look at her. i dont thiiink shes supposed to be a specific character but she might be. oh well. cat girl ily. aaaand the arisa stand is actually a little clip for papers n stuff!! she was also a blind box but specifically for popipa so i was gonna b happy w whoever <3

MIIIIKUUUUUU MY PRINCESS MY EVERYTHING!!!!! she was calling to me she beckoned..... shes actually rlly big irl shes the biggest figure i have, replacing my kokoro one... shes the one where i audibly said 'it was my birthday i can buy things' bcos figures spencey... she wasnt too bad actually i just like bitching. 6 euro axel for scale

BOOKS 💥💥💥 i was reading nana a while back and i dropped it but i gotta pick it up again... rlly pretty and awesome... aaaand the summer hikaru died!!! kay if youre seeing this then know you posting abt it convinced me <3 i originally got it bcos i was on door duty in a quiet area and didnt wanna spend my time draining battery life on my phone but after i bought it i realised that that was literally a terrible idea so <3 we'll get around to them soon

FINALLLYYYYYY TSHIRTS!!! the top yellow one was my staff t-shirt, it has 'staff' on the back i was wearing it all weekend and yippee i love it.... emotional bond.... and if this is a safe space can i just say. if kaito was a woman? would. next up FAYE FUCKIN VALENTINEEEE!!! do u remember that post i made going thru all the sellers that were gonna b at the con that started like 'i hate shounen fans. name a woman'? well this is the seller i was talking about but all was forgiven in the name of FAYE ! GODDAMN ! VALENTINE ! ugh i love you girlie. and the last t-shirt was given out free to staff after the closing ceremony!! it was the tenth anniversary of kaizokucon so we got this awesomes design yay.... wore it to classes today hoping somebody would comment on it and nobody did 😌and in the middle i got CLOW CARRRDS BITCHES!!!!!! i saw them and immediately all thought left my fucking brain. i needed them. so important. the seller also recognised the axel in my fanny pack yippee!!!! a few people recognised him over the weekend actually and i was always like yes!! the him

anyway. yippee! yippee! yippee! yippee! yippee! yippee! yippee! yippee! yippee! con con con con con :)

[like-a-diamondinthesky]

HELLO STAR <33 i present to u… kim seungmin on ur birthday brainrot (it’s my birthday today! 😚)

I’m just imagining him being so sooo in love with u… you’re throwing a small party at your shared apartment, just the members and some of your friends, and he can’t help but be enraptured by you the entire time <3 he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it but he’s been looking at you with complete heart eyes the entire night. the members tease him because he hasn’t been teasing them or biting back as much, he’s so distracted—but he just can’t help it, not when his girlfriend is so pretty tonight… you’re laughing and dancing and just talking with her friends and positively glowing. sure you’re all done up and wearing a cute dress but what he’s really obsessed with is the sparkle in your eyes, the flush on your cheeks from partying, your wide smile.

after the party he takes u aside and the way he kisses you is so soft and sweet and UGH HE’S SO IN LOVE 🥹💗💗

anyways sorry for being absolutely delusional and insane!!! I firmly believe that the epitome of love is watching someone you love being happy and radiant and carefree in their natural environment so that thought led to this brainrot 💗

im terribly late im so SORRY BUT HEATHER MY LOVEE HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY I HOPE YOU HAD THE BEST DAY!!!

i love your seung brainrots NEVER STOP

yes yes he would sooo be fully mesmerized with you on your big night. he should be the one getting you gifts (and trust me, he got many) but he feels like he's the one who got the gift with you beautiful and stunning you are, smiling and laughing with your guests.

he'd bring out the cake when its time to blow the candles and give you a soft kiss on the forehead after u make a wish (he pointedly ignores jisung's teases)

when the last guest leaves and you escort them through the door, you turn around to find seungmin with the fondest smile on his face. he brings you close to him by the waist and presses a soft kiss to your lips, wishing you happy birthday.

he'd tell you he has one last gift for you, asking you close your eyes. when you open them, he's down on one knee, a simple, elegant ring in his hand. there are tears in his smiling eyes as he asks to yours forever, and you cry and laugh and hug and kiss as you happily accept

[bonniebird]

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Alcide came home with several brown paper bags. Snow chased him into the house as he kicked the door closed behind him, cutting off a particularly bitter gust of wind that tried to whistle its way into the warm house. 

He’d left you at home to get ready while he went to the store for some last-minute things to take to the holiday party. He could hear you shuffling around and muttering to yourself as he moved through the apartment to find you. "(Y/N)?" He called out. Heading to the bedroom he found you yanking clothes on hangers out of the wardrobe.

"You're back already?! I thought I had ages." You complained as soon as you saw Alcide.

"Sorry… we'll need to leave soon. If we're going to get there on time." Alcide smiled at you softly and chuckled when you flopped down onto the bed and groaned.

"This is already going terribly." You complained as you pulled a heap of clothes over your head. 

Alcide chuckled and crouched down next to the bed. Watching you for a moment he sighed. Ever since he had mentioned that his pack invited you to join them you’d been worrying. It hadn’t helped that Sookie’s vampire friends had hinted that the wolves might plan to eat you. Though he was certain he’d gotten rid of that worry. When he had left you to make a run to the store you’d been fine.

"Firstly you can just wear your holiday jumper and some jeans. Secondly, they'll like you." He assured you. You sat up and huffed as you frowned at him.

"How do you know they will? I've never been to a werewolf pack holiday party before." you grumbled. Alcide gave you a sympathetic look and reached out a hand to embrace your face.  

"I know they'll like you. I'm a werewolf and I like you." He said and grinned at you. He raised his eyebrows as you seemed to relax and then made a horrified face.

 “Do I need to take a gift to the Christmas party?” you asked suddenly. Alcide sighed and chuckled quietly and stood up. "I don't have a gift for anyone!" 

"I have everything sorted. You just need to bring yourself. Stop worrying so much." He gave you a kind smile, picked out an outfit he recommended from the piles strewn across the bedroom and left the room  "But we do need to hurry or we'll be late." He called out to you.

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[possibly-in-wonderland]

Boromir and his chaotic hobbit wife #2

(still thinking of a name for her, im considering either magnolia or myrtle...anyway...here's more! once again, this features other members of the fellowship)

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Hobbitess: Don't ask me what I'm talking about. I don't know, okay? I'm just the vessel. The message has been gifted. I've moved on.

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Hobbitess: Okay, truth or dare? Boromir: Truth Hobbitess: How many hours have you slept this week? Boromir: Boromir: ...Dare Hobbitess: Go to bed. Boromir: I don't like this game.

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Boromir: This is such a bad idea. Hobbitess: Then why are you coming along? Boromir: One of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

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Hobbitess: I prevented a murder today. Boromir: Really? How'd you do that? Hobbitess: self control.

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Hobbitess: I am an expert at identifying birds. Boromir: Okay, what about those ones flying over there? Hobbitess: Yeah, they're all birds.

(honestly that one could go either way lmfao)

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Boromir: Is something burning? Hobbitess: Just my love for you. Boromir: love, the toaster is on fire.

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Hobbitess: Change is inedible. Boromir: Don't you mean inevitable? Hobbitess, spitting out coins: No, I did not.

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Boromir: You're giving me a sticker? Hobbitess: Not just a sticker.That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me- wow!” Boromir: I'm not a preschooler. Hobbitess: Fine, I'll take it back Boromir: I earned this, back off!

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Boromir: Dumbest scar stories, go! Hobbitess: I burned my tongue once drinking tea. Merry: I dropped a pan on my leg once and burned it. Pippin: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Sam: I was taking a pot of noodles off of the stove and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn. Frodo: Frodo: I have emotional scars.

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Hobbitess: Rules are made to be broken. Boromir: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken. Merry: Uh, piñatas. Pippin: Glow sticks. Sam: Karate boards. Frodo: Spaghetti when you have a small pot. Hobbitess: Rules. Boromir:

(*grumbles in italian about spaghetti*)

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Hobbitess: Bye Boromir! Bye Gandalf! Bye Gimli! Bye Aragorn! Bye Boromir! Pippin: You said ‘bye Boromir’ twice. Hobbitess: I like Boromir.

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Hobbitess: Pippin, can I talk to you for a second? Pippin: Yeah, what’s up? Lemme guess. You and Boromir are having problems and you want me to teach you how to kiss? Hobbitess: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss. I’ve read books.

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(modern au)

Boromir: Hobbitess and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Aragorn: *Sighing* What did Hobbitess do? Boromir: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and... Hobbitess: Who wants a steering wheel?

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Hobbitess, after Boromir's death: ive come to a point in my life where i need a stronger word than "fuck"

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fair warning, these next few will probably be spicy

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Hobbitess: Well, Boromir and I finally did it! The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.* Hobbitess: That's right... We kissed!

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Boromir: I feel like doing something stupid. Hobbitess: I’m stupid, do me.

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Boromir: What are you in the mood for? Hobbitess: World domination. Boromir: That's a bit ambitious. Hobbitess: You are my world. Boromir: Aww... Hobbitess: Boromir: Hobbitess: Boromir: OH.

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Boromir: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things. Hobbitess: Hi, I’m ‘things’.

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Hobbitess: I like your new pants! Boromir: Thanks, they were 50% off! Hobbitess: I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *winks* Boromir: The store can’t just give away clothes for free. Hobbitess: Thats’s… not what I meant. Boromir: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Hobbitess.

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Hobbitess: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out? Boromir: ...Have you never taken a shower before?

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Hobbitess: It'll be fun. Hobbitess: We'll make a day of it. Hobbitess: Come on you punk bitch. Boromir: I can't believe I have to say this. Boromir: I don't have time to get tested for sti's with you tomorrow.

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Hobbitess: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration* Boromir: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Hobbitess: I— Hobbitess: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

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Boromir: Wow, Hobbitess, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Hobbitess: We literally slept together yesterday. Boromir: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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alright, back to non-spicy stuff

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Hobbitess: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Boromir: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Hobbitess: I said within reason, Boromir. How about I murder that guy? Boromir: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Hobbitess: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

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Hobbitess: I got us matching friendship bracelets, and you say I don't care about our relationship. Boromir: These are handcuffs. Hobbitess: Yeah, 'cause we're partners in crime!

~~~~~

Boromir: You have to apologize to them Hobbitess. Hobbitess: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

~~~~~

Pippin: Where did you get that tomato soup? Hobbitess: It’s actually a bowl of ketchup I just microwaved.

~~~~~

Pippin: My head hurts. Gandalf: That’s your brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity.

~~~~~

Gimli: Did you ever have like a pet run away and find it or anything? Hobbitess: I had a lizard that I burnt.

~~~~~

Hobbitess: *Hugs Boromir from behind* Hobbitess: *Tucks Boromir's hair behind his ear* Hobbitess, whispering: Eat all the frosted animal crackers again and they'll never find your body.

~~~~~

Boromir: This is a bad idea. Hobbitess: Then why are you coming along? Boromir: Someone has to get your injured ass home.

~~~~~

Boromir to Hobbitess: Turn that frown upside-down! *a little while later* Boromir: What are you doing? Hobbitess, trying to do a handstand: You told me to “turn that frown upside-down” but it’s not working .

~~~~~

[figula]

nightblog

spent too long working tonight rly - by which i mean more i stayed up too late doing it if i want to stay mostly diurnal rather than i worked too many hours - its 4.21am atm + i just took some of ben's nytol so hopefully ill be asleep around 5. not great not terrible. im just happy to be feeling relatively productive + stable

still mildly confused why ive got no God Damn Money. i did have a look at my bank statement and tbh its just loads of small purchases that. so i guess if im honest im not confused lol i just wish it wasn't true

clare ( @chiomaus ) bought me a sodastream for christmas which is one of the best gifts ive ever had, literally, bc of my inability to drink water without wanting to die, and its also really nice bc ben is also encroaching upon it (in a nice way lol) like he bought 2 sodastream bottles today and i could hear him giggling to himself when he made some sodastream 7up lol it was v cute. its a nice house enrichment item

the second chess job i got was meant to start 6 days ago but (ofc..) i havent got the paperwork hahahaah aaa i got a message from one of the dudes on the council earlier like "hello sorry about this" and i was like no worries bruv (its not his fault lol its just ...systemic disorganisation... idek man). tbh it really IS no worries on my end bc i am gonna request payment at the end of jan regardless of how many hours ive worked so...

gotta do my fucking tax return this month!!!!

[prettyboykatsuki]

“He was insane for this” and it’s just you writing about Isagi being a teensy bit of a bully to the reader and embarrassing them.

But holy shit, I understand why you just posted a wall of the word Isagi, I get it now. That man is in my brain and that’s literally all my brain can conjure up in this moment after reading that.

Also, HE WAS SOOOOO!!! Isagi Yoichi you do something to the human mind that is inexplicable. I want to eat him. Him just every now and again having the fleeting thought that’s he’s being a little mean or a bit of a bully, but not caring about it too much? Insane. Him being a tease and embarrassing the reader. I want to shake him and toss him around like a chew toy. And him wanting you like this more is just HNGHH. But through all of his teasing the fact he wants to be nice the whole way through and that he’s a good, kind boyfriend, even if what he’s saying is contradicting that. I want to smack him with an inflatable mallet.

oh, I don’t think I’ve said it yet. Sex scene good. Porn hot. Want Isagi to finger me and fuck me like that, I think I’d go crazy fr. Need him inside of me NOW

oh, and shout out to the beings that are for gracing your mind with this idea and having it possess you late at night and then you wrote it. Cause god damn was it a good idea and literally thank you. On my hands and knees groveling, you need mind blowing head or a bomb ass sandwich or something as a reward or a gift for what you’ve graced us with tonight.

But for real, thank you for the food, incredible writing as usual. You’re so good at setting a scene and mood it’s mind boggling. Like, can imagine the mood and the air so well, hope that makes sense.

I genuinely have no intelligent thoughts because I’m reading this and writing this ask late at night, so have this mush but know that your fic drove me insane and I’ll be thinking about Isagi as I go to sleep tonight; he’ll be haunting my dreams like a fucking incubus.

FDJKSDKFDKJ THIS IS KILLING ME PLEASEEEE

he does something TERRIBLE to the human mind. i just. i find the way that he does condscension and also mean-ness to be so specific. mean but not cruel!! i do think he passively knows it's gonna make u mad when he acts like that but it simply doesn't stop him at all because why would it? he believes himself to be kind and he IS BUT...not like this you know

THE BEINGS THAT POSSES MY MIND...THE HORNINESS. i dont get like good ideas Often but when one gets me i have to do everything in my power to capitalize on it. if i can feed the few isagi fuckers lurking in this world. a sandwhich would be great thank u...im very honored by that.

ISFSKJD IM GLAD!!! i think smut can get repetitive to write without the extra setting and ambience like when im writing. reading im not that picky at all. THANK YOU FOR READINGGGGG im VERY HAPPY!!!

this was more than i deserved dont worry at all it is so deeply appreciated. sorry about the isagi brainrot (im lying..welcome 2 hell)

[angeldiaries777]

i am terrified of growing up too, im only 14 but the thought that one day i will be 30 scares the shit out of me and i dont want it

so so sorry for the extremely late response you might not even be on tumblr anymore but i figured i might still answer incase you see it. i don't really have anything to say because my headspace is quite foggy right now i literally have an existential crisis like everyday of my life and have no clue what i am doing 90% of the time I'm also terrified of getting older yadda yadda i also feel scared and like i wasted my time like anyone else would etc. however this isn't about me i just thought i would share some info so you would know that my perspective and lifestyle isn't exactly the most healthy or knowledgeable as of now. the only thing i can say to you is to try to not stress too much about it and be present more often (i know super generic) . maybe spend less time online and this is coming from the queen of being a chronically online loser her entire life so trust me if anyone can tell you anything about being online is that sometimes it creates false realities and scares us of the world yes the world is scary and people are too a lot of the time and all the responsiblity that comes with growing up just isn't easy. i know when i was 14 it was the most difficult age for me mentally. please just take care of yourself and your mental health as much as you can now so it doesn't get terrible and feel unmanagable later down the line. for now i would say just enjoy being a teen and have fun. go outside of your comofort zone and try new things as much as possible. growing up is tough and we're all terrified but theres a difference between being a little scared and actually trying not to get there. i know this might not be specifically geared towards you or be an issue in your personal life but just in case. always always remember that if you're ever having any suicidal ideation or thoughts about self harm or anything similar there is help available. and there are hotlines that you can call depending on where you live. there is so much to look forward to and so many great milestones of life ahead of you. life at the end of the day even if it doesn't seem like it is a gift. and we are here to experience it for all that it is for a very short amount time. your life can be whatever you want it to be. and you can be whoever you want to be. you should never live in fear or let fear dictate your life and decsions because trust me speaking from personal experience that never works out. just enjoy life and being 14 for now :)

TL;DR what lana said except don't die young!!! ilysm <33

[purplecraze]

Beauty and the Beast AU 25

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:32 PM

"pff.......I'm curious: what did you imagine I'd look like in the time I didn't show myself?"

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:32 PM

"Umhh, sure not like a 17 yold grumpy teenager"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:33 PM

"why thank you;;..."

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:33 PM

He laughed

"But im glad you are like this~ my pretty Panna~"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:34 PM

"--!!!" he face practically glowed and he quickly turned away. "o...oh...."

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:35 PM

He giggled, god he was so cute!!! He wanted to grab and kiss him all over so bad!

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:36 PM

well, so did he. but he didn't for obvious reasons.

so instead, there was just an awkward silence.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:39 PM

He giggled awkardly, god, he was happy that despite everything they managed to have an awkard teen romance

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:42 PM

"......." Fugo looked outside. they spend quite some time making jam (well, Narancia did), having a snow fight and moving all the supplies.

Damn it..... why are winter days so short?

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:44 PM

"Wanna try making lunch together? We still have some time before the sun sets

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:46 PM

sigh. "don't you mean dinner? I still have what you brought to my room earlier... I don't think we'll make it in time and have a peaceful dinner. you should make something and eat it in your room."

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:47 PM

"Lunch, dinner, whatever" he sighed

"Then we will try to cook tomorrow...and warm it up or is gonna taste all gross"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:48 PM

"I will, I will." he closed his eyes, sighing again. "Sorry. I wish I could spend more time with you..."

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:50 PM

"Its ok; today was fun!" He smiled at him

"We will spend more time together tomorrow! We could try to make some pasta mh? You shouldnt have problems to touch the spaghetti, and there are some tomatos in the dome!"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 10:51 PM

"......alright~" he smiled at him. "I'll look forward to it."

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 10:52 PM

"Me too!" He smiled going toward the kitchen to grab some stuff to eat

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:05 PM

Fugo watched the other until he left out of sight, then head up the stairs back to his room.

If Narancia hadn't mentioned it, he probably would have eaten what was left as it is, but he obediently used some magic to warm it.

He ate and then lay on bed for a while, waiting for the night to fall.

He had gotten so used to it over time, but... lately, he had grown scared of the night once more....

What is broken can be mended, what is wrecked can be restored, but.... there is no possible way to restore a life....

Maybe he should find ways to restrain himself more. If he'd switch rooms with Narancia, the other would have some more freedom. if he'd go to the other side of the castle, he might not even hear him. He'll just have to barricade the windows better, and--....

And stay in that terrible room again.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:09 PM

Narancia made himslef a quick dinner and then got in his room, bathing and changing in his sleep clothes, that now comprended of the jacket the other gifted him last night.

It was warm and still smelled a bit like lavander, it sure wasnt the same at getting hugged, but there was something calming to wear that.

He curled himself in bed and hugged the pillow, another thing he realized he started to do often nowdays

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:14 PM

there should be used jackets enough if you'd ask nicely. and you do deserve a nice reward for so obediently staying in your room for once, since

The fucking monster is RIGHT outside your door, it seems.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:17 PM

nara was aready asleep when the noises started, at first he didnt cared, but maybe after a while they got a bit too close to comfort.

He rubbed his eye and then looked at the door- well, its enough sturdy to keep Fugo out right?

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:18 PM

it is, even if it sounded like he was trying. but he kept lurking in the global vicinity.

Before too, even though it was quite far from the castle, he had come to Narancia and got rid of the wolves.

was he..... seeking him out?

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:21 PM

Nh...He wondered if Fugo was feeling alone? or maybe in pain?  did his fever got back and was feeling sick?

He got out the bed, nothing wrong to get close to the door as long he didnt open it right?

He placed his ear to the wooded door, trying to ear if the other was doing his classing angry monster noises or if something was wrong

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:24 PM

he sounded like he 'normally' does, for as far as it can be called normal.

just panting and scratching and whimpering and angry noises.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:27 PM

Nh...still, must be painfull right?

"Sorry bud, i cant open it- we will see eachother soon ok? i miss you too, but we just have some hours to wait!"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:30 PM

whiny pitchy sounds, almost like some kind of complaint.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:31 PM

He snorted "I know i know! But i cant let you in!"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:31 PM

tantrum, ruccus, stuff getting destroyed

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:32 PM

"You arent gonna change my mind dude! Break as much shit you want!"

God he didnt even knew if the other could understand him

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:33 PM

maybe, maybe not. but he seemed to have exhausted itself around 3 hours later. just more pathetic sounds of whining and moaning.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:35 PM

Narancia sighed, he spent those 3 hours half asleep, half waking up from the noise.

As Fugo got quieter he got back to the door

"You should go back to your room and sleep yknow? Morning you would be glad to get some well deserved sleep"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:37 PM

the sounds died down over time. but they didn't sound like they were leaving.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:38 PM

despite being a flash eating monster, Narancia felt sorry for him...

"Want me to chat with you till the sunrise? Is not that i cant really sleep at this point"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:39 PM

no change.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:40 PM

"I take it as a yesss" he said in a sing a song voice

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:43 PM

some....weak pitched squeak, like a sigh

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:49 PM

He giggled "You keept me awake now you deal with it!"

And so he started to chat about wathever he popped up in his mind

"---and thats how i grabbed a pidgeon bare hand--"

"--And like- they made this baloon, that flies! because its full of  hot air! I dont know how it works, maybe you can explain it to me later!---"

"-and i got so scared! Like i was sure to die dude--"

"--and from that day on they stared to call him leak eye luca, stupid name right?--"

"--That was probabily one of the best pies i ever had in my life, we should try to make one too!--"

"--Man i was crying like a baby that day--"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:54 PM

there came no sound from the other side. was he even still there?

though, it sorta FELT like he was listening.

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:55 PM

He yawned after a while "Yknow, i dont mind you making a mess, but we could spend more time togeter if we both got some sleep at night, but guess sleeping is hard when you are like that uh?"

purplecraze — 09/21/2021 11:55 PM

"hhhhhh....."

orange-plane-boy — 09/21/2021 11:59 PM

"Gee, i can immagine" He yawned again

Does hurt that bad?"

purplecraze — 09/22/2021 12:00 AM

no reply.

the sunlight was slowly starting to peek through the window.

orange-plane-boy — 09/22/2021 12:01 AM

"Nhhh" he rubbed his eyes and checked the sunrise, getting close to the window

purplecraze — 09/22/2021 12:01 AM

yet another night with minimal sleep.

orange-plane-boy — 09/22/2021 12:03 AM

Ah, its ok- he just hoped Fugo wolunt freak out to turn normal in front of his door

purplecraze — 09/22/2021 12:03 AM

no such panic was heard

[mimihanyuu]

People I'd like to know better

Thank u forg tagging @alienaiver ! Sorry im late to the party lol

Last song:

Guess Who is Back, Kumi Koda

Favorite color:

I was born a pink girl and I'll die a pink girl 🩷🩰

Last movie:

Wish. It was alright, not Disney's best work but I liked Asha and the evil king concept was new for them so that was cool

Sweet/spicy/savory:

Depends on my mood but usually, sweet 🧁

Relationship status:

Single. I'm happy enough but I would like to experience romantic love someday.

Last thing I googled:

Abqjewels. I bought a bracelet from them at a local event yesterday and I'm obsessed with it!! The owner was so nice and her work is so pretty! I want to get one for my coworker as an end of the school year gift :)

Current obsession:

Black Clover + Noelle Silva - I'm watching the anime with my mom! I love it, the manga is the best imo but the anime is so fun and upbeat. Noelle is best girl obvs

Journaling - I'm on my third journal since last year around July when I first started. It's my favorite hobby!

Stretching/yoga - I want to get stronger and more flexible bc I'd like to take dance lessons!

Princess Peach - an icon, I love her! I got the game last month, it's fun and I'm terrible at it but who cares lol

I tag everyone who sees this lol :P

[chimielie]

HIII MERRY CHRISTMASSS MWAH MWAH!! i hope your holidays have been well :) ive been having so many thoughts recently and i just gravitate to your work when i feel like i need to empty my brain and just rot in peace HAHA anywayss to answer your question, here are the things ive baked this year:

strawberry galette---its easy and so good! you should definitely try it, you can use different fruits too!

vanilla sponge fruit cake---for my friend's birthdayyy, it was so fun decorating the cake with homemade icing with her

taylor swifts chai sugar cookies---my friends and i made them to celebrate getting tickets to the eras tour

strawberry shortcake muffins---absolute chaos, my friends and i did the blind, deaf, and mute baking challenge but 2 of us were deaf because theres 4 of us! muffins came out..edible

tiramisu---does this count because its technically no bake hahaha! turned out to be my most "popular" one. the recipe i use doesnt have alcohol so my aunt who doesnt drink is always asking me when im making it so that she can reserve a little box for herself :)

craziest thing is that i did all this without my own mixer or oven! im amazed that my love for baking has allowed me to connect with my friends more! but i cant be baking at their houses forever.. im super lucky to have gotten a mixer as a gift and my family is looking to buy a new oven :) theyre going to be getting sweet treats all the time starting next year! i also achieved a new years resolution goal of mine which was to bake at least 3 new treats!

aww its okay, maybe youll be able to bake when you have access to a nice oven :) oh yeah definitely take credit for that bread haha!! bread is a territory im super intimidated by so ive only tried it a few times. 2 of which had me kneading the dough for hours past my bedtime LOL also no need to apologize about talking about your bf HAHAH love that for you! im taking about my friends in these asks ALL THE TIME and its so funny when i think about it because its always the 4 of us girls doing random stuff together! but i love spending time with them and im sure you feel the same way with your bf too! have the merriest christmas pookieee i would love to know what youre doing this holiday season :)

love, 🍮 (ive yet to make pudding maybe ill try that next year hehe)

STRAWBERRY GALETTE sounds like the best thing i have ever heard of. omg have u had ur show yet?? was it amazing??

BAHAHAHAH the …edible sent me 😭 omg no bake tiramisu sounds amazing. pudding anon i am giving u a michelin star

i love hearing about u and ur friends!! i hope u all are having the most fun and laughing lots together :)

this is so late and i am terribly sorry but my friends (+ k) and i did a little roadtrip together which was a lil stressful but also very fun! and for new years i spent the day with my family and we had fondue :) and then my bf had to go to the er and that was very very stressful so then we spent a decent amount of time just cuddling in bed lololol and now i’m back at sch**l

i did receive a lot of very exciting vintage cookware and dishes so i am hoping to cook a bit for my friends but that’s for when i’m better :) thank u for stopping by!! love u!!