#sorry this took so long kore. hope you like it <3

[rinstaro]

Tbh I don’t have an idea for this one kore, but smth horny asf with my bb time or even wild cause I’ve been having a bit of a rough time

hope ur well and thank you!!

-💫

of course, anything for you dear. this took so long!!!! sorry i’ve been so dead lately, life is tryna whoop my ass. i was playing botw and changed into the barbarian set and…… yeah. you know how it “bolsters links fighting spirit”? in my head it just makes him a lot more feral so it makes him horny too. i hope you like it! and i hope you feel better soon! i promise that these rough times will pass 🌟

cw: he’s a little mean, doggy, forest sex, reader is implied to be shorter than him, slight predator/prey dynamics, y’all are just messing around… or are you? reader has a vagina no pronouns, not proofread &lt;3

minors do not interact.

you played with wild’s stuff all the time. he didn’t mind so long as you didn’t hurt yourself. his swords, his bows, and especially his armor. no matter how many rupees he’d spend buying you whatever clothes you wanted, you were always fascinated with his instead.

his knights armor was heavy and sturdy. his climbing gear showed off his toned arms. his sheikah armor had you drooling.

the only set you hadn’t seen on him was the barbarian armor. you always wondered about the set. the headpiece was just a little scary, so you asked him what the armor was for when it covered so… little.

“it makes me a little more…. it’s easier to fight.”

he left it at that, but it made you curious. so it made him stronger, but you wanted to see that firsthand. you asked him if he’d put it on for you to which he shied away. “i don’t think you’d like it…”

you rolled your eyes, begging him to do it, just once. he eventually caved. when he did, you immediately realized why he was hesitant to show you his armor.

he looked fucking divine.

the way it exposed the best parts of him had you salivating. you circled him, trailing your gaze up and down his body. the tattoos that manifest on his torso and legs... you wanted to taste them for yourself. “i cannot believe you hid this from me,” you mumbled. you wrapped your arms around him, tracing his skin with your fingertips. you could hear his breath hitch as you teased him relentlessly.

suddenly he grabbed your wrists, looking at you with a hardened gaze.

“i’m not sure if we should… do that right now.”

you could tell wild was holding himself back, so you decided to kick it up a notch. you dropped to your knees in front of him, batting your eyelashes when he hisses. your hands trailed down to his thighs, nails scratching the skin ever so slightly. “come on, you don’t wanna have fun? at least let me– oh!”

the grip on your wrists tightened, and you were locked in place. your heated gaze met his, and you shuddered. he looked like he was about to eat you alive. wild’s nostrils flared as he stared down at you, seemingly trying to keep himself together. he slowly leaned down, eyes never leaving yours.

“sure, let’s have some fun.”

that’s how you ended up deep in the forest, heart racing and wild hot on your trail. this was harder than you thought, but it was definitely exciting. the deal he made you was simple. just a quick game of hide and seek.

“you get five minutes. if you win, you get your way. if i win, i get mine.”

you took off as soon as he uttered the word ‘run’, excited giggles ringing in his ears as he watched you. he waited til you were out of sight, and even gave you an extra minute. after counting, he started walking at a leisurely place in the direction you took off in, grinning to himself.

sure, this was a little unfair. you didn’t stand a chance against him without the set, let alone with it. but you didn’t need to know that. you wanted to have some fun, so he’ll entertain you. wild wondered how long you’d last when he finally got you under him.

you stopped to catch your breath, hands on your knees as you panted. surely this was far enough. you'd been running at full speed for a while, and you were sure at least 2 minutes had passed. you had to have gotten pretty far.

only moments later did you hear a loud “thud” from behind you. you spun around to be met with trees and shrubs, the silence making you uneasy. your eyes scanned the area only to find nothing. probably just some animal, right? even if it was, you weren’t gonna take the chance. you slowly backed away in the opposite direction of the noise, keeping an eye out for any movement.

when you turned back to run, you were met with the hard surface of someone’s chest. you groaned, rubbing your nose before your eyes widened at the sight of your boyfriend.

“i win, right?”

you opened your mouth to protest, quickly being cut off by him gripping your chin. his hold was gentle but the look in his eyes was anything but. “l-link?” he wore a twisted little grin, as if he’d just caught his first meal in days.

“so we’re doing this my way. i’ll still give you one choice. do you want it here, or do you want me to chase you back home?” your knees buckled at his words, your mind reeling. you couldn’t even begin to speak, sputtering out nothing but nonsense. wild huffed, grabbing your wrists and pinning you face first to the nearest tree. he pinned your arms on the side of you and spoke, “don’t move.” you nodded hastily.

“you know you look really cute when you run? it was hard not to take you right there. the wait was worth it, though,” he grinned. his fingers traced your spine, his hunger only growing as he watched you shiver.

wild placed a hand over your eyes and started trailing love bites down your neck. you whined. the bites felt hard enough to leave marks, yet you could still tell he was holding back. you pushed your ass back against him, trying to rile him up.

your boyfriend growled, suddenly biting down harshly on your neck. you whimpered loudly as your arms twitched with the need to move, which didn't go unnoticed.

"look at you, still trying to be a good pet. ah, its a little late though. you've already pushed me to my limit," he snarled, landing a smack to your ass. he watched the flesh jiggle, humming contentedly. without warning, your bottoms were ripped from you and thrown to the ground. the roles were now swapped, wild on his knees before you- well, behind you.

you felt him part your folds with his thumbs, watching your sex drip with arousal. you squealed at your sudden nudity, arms reaching back to grab him. he quickly put a stop to that, grabbing both wrists in one hand. "on the tree. don't interrupt me."

you obeyed his orders, bringing your arms back to yourself and placing them on the tree. once he was satisfied with your position, he gave no warning before licking a long stripe up your cunt. you moaned shakily, the pleasure between your legs making you tremble. wild hummed, tongue swiping across your clit at a rapid pace.

he ate you like a man starved, your position not allowing you any room to squirm. you moaned his name over and over, and it only seemed to make him more ravenous. a mix of spit and slick dripped down his chin while his nails dug into your thighs. he'd been waiting for this for far too long. "l-link, im gonna- keep going, please!"

your boyfriend wasn't listening to your whines, tongue fucking you until your eyes crossed. he was doing this for him.

only a couple moments later did you gush all over his face, legs shaking in his grasp. wild didn't stop even when you whimpered for him to slow down. he made sure you were licked clean before pulling away from your cunt.

"b-babe what- oh!"

you weren't sure when he undid his belt, but you felt the head of his cock push against your folds.

"you always taste fucking amazing. be sure to give me another taste later," he whispered in your ear. his buttercup blonde hair tickled your shoulder as he leaned over you. "that wasn't loud enough for me, though. maybe i just need to be a little rougher, then you'll scream for me right?"

without another word, he pushed his cock into your cunt making your eyes roll back into your head. it took no time for you to adjust to his size, and he took no time in starting up a mean pace. the sound of his hips slamming into yours rang in your ears, every pleasurable thrusts making your head spin. one hand left your hips to grab your hair, tugging slightly. you winced, the pain sending heat right to your cunt.

"oh, you like that? squeezing me so hard— so cute, baby, thinking you could beat me," he groaned. you could only respond with loud moans, your brain turned to mush. "sound so pretty, gonna cum?" you nodded frantically in response, begging for him to keep going. he watched your cunt suck him in, your ass jiggling with every mean thrust.

"p-please, feels good!" your words slurred together, drool beginning to drip from your chin. it was too much and yet you wanted more. he was hitting your g spot with every thrust, his balls slapped against your clit, and you couldn't imagine a better way for this game of yours to end. you heard him snarl before he picked up his pace.

"f-fuck! 'm my god yes!" a few more thrusts and you were spasming in between him and the tree. wild stopped his movements, relishing in the feeling of your cunt squeezing around him. he chucked to himself as he watched you writhe. he suddenly frowned, realizing he hadn't been able to see your face when you came. oh, well. he'll just make you cum again.

wild pulled out, turning you around and staring you in the eyes. he then watched as your chest rose and fell, mouth hung open as you tried to catch your breath. the ferocity that was temporarily sated was now rising again.

you yelped in surprise when he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. your back rested against the tree as you furrowed your brows in confusion. "b-babe?"

"you're so gorgeous. how many times do you think i could fuck you til your legs gave out?" he questioned casually, a dark smile on his face. your legs clenched against him, hands coming to rest on his shoulders while he held you up by your thighs. you swallowed thickly, unable to answer. "hm? three? four? or more than that? well, i guess we'll see..."

wild never broke eye contact as he slipped his cock back into you, not even giving you a moment before fucking you at a savage pace. your back arched against the tree as you squirmed in his grasp. he pounded himself deeper into your cunt, his growls getting louder and your vision beginning to turn white. he was too much, fucking you so mercilessly and yet you couldn't bring yourself to want to stop. is this what he meant? he thought you wouldn't like this?

"l-link!"

"hm?" he answered, never faltering in his pace.

"harder!" your boyfriend's eyes widened slightly in surprise before he huffed in disbelief. you just continued to surprise him. he adjusted his grip on your thighs, leaning in so that you two were nose to nose.

"i've always wanted to see how much you could take."

[yukidragon]

hiya! i wanted to ask, do you have sauce’s old art saved, or is there an archive somewhere? from what i’ve read, they had a twitter that’s been privated/locked (?) but i see people post art that looks like it was drawn by sauce ;w; also i’m sorry if this was already asked, i feel like i sent in this ask before but can’t remember,,

i love and appreciate all your work btw!! i hope you have an amazing day <3

Awwww! Thank you so much! That makes me really happy to hear. I hope you have an amazing day too! 💖

I’m afraid there’s no archive set up as of yet, just pictures fans managed to save and pass around amongst themselves. Sauce did mention that they wanted to create an archive on the patreon before they closed their twitter. I don’t know if that’s still happening or not, but I imagine that’s taking a backseat to their personal recovery and making progress on their various projects. They have a lot on their plate right now, so it’s understandable that it might take a while.

I have quite a lot of old art saved myself, and I use some of the pieces here in my posts occasionally, with Sauce’s consent so long as I credit them. They’re really such a nice person. That’s why whenever I share some of their art, I like I plug the SnaccPop Studios Patreon and remind everyone not to repost any of the privately posted content elsewhere.

You can see a lot of Sauce’s art peppered around my blog, particularly in posts I’ve labeled as Headcanon Ramblings. Sometimes it really helps to illustrate my points, you know? Maybe I should add a Sauce-y tag sometime.

Sadly, I can’t show any of the NSFW art over here without heavy censoring. Tumblr might say they’ll allow non-erotic nudity again, but I suspect all it’ll take is one floppy ding-a-ling, some “female presenting” nips, or something a bit too spicy and suggestive and my blog will be taken out with an extinction level event.

I mean look at this. This is such a fun picture and all you get to see over here is Jack’s face. Sure I could show the man’s nips since he’s not “female presenting” but with the level of spice sprinkled in this picture, I’d rather not risk it. Such a shame. Not that I can complain about seeing a face like that. This clown is having a really good time and it shows. Sauce does great work with expressions don’t they?

You know, this picture actually looks pretty exploitable cropped like this. It looks like a good teaser illustration for some spicy writing. It seems like an awful shame not to do anything with this idea, don’t you think?

Alice might not be a part of the full picture Sauce drew, but I’m totally going to imply it with a little bit of writing. I hope you all enjoy this impromptu snippet of Adults Only spicy fun times between Jack and my version of his sunshine~!

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur

...

Jack moaned as he tipped his head back. His clothes were in disarray, his shirt rolled up close to his collarbone, his pants and underwear dangling off one of his legs, with the rest of his signature outfit nowhere in sight. His flushed skin glistened with sweat and bore countless pink patches that marked where Alice claimed him as hers with her mouth.

That same mouth was wrapped around him now, showing Jack love in a way that he had only dreamed about before. He lost count of how many fantasies he had about Alice going down on him, but no fantasy could ever hope to compare the real thing.

Alice had started with kisses that fluttered along his length delicately, but just as the teasing started to get too much, she switched to using her tongue. She tasted him thoroughly, making sure not a single inch was left untouched before she took the tip into her mouth.

“Oh Alice…,” Jack moaned before biting his lower lip. “Your mouth feels so good… so warm…”

Alice let out a low hum, and the vibration of her voice made him twitch a bit. She repeated the sound again, longer this time as she sucked on him, and she was gratified to see his eyes roll upward.

Jack was so big, bigger than anything Alice was used to. A part of her worried she might not be able to handle all of him without choking, but she was determined to try. She focused on relaxing her jaw as she dipped down as far she could before she had to draw back for a breath, taking him just a little bit further each time.

Jack twined his fingers through his sunshine’s fair hair as he watched Alice adoringly. “You’re doing so good…” She gazed up at him through nearly white lashes, and the way her blue eyes burned with desire that was only for him sent a jolt of heat directly into his core. “God… You look so beautiful like this. I love you so much.”

Alice wanted to respond in kind, but words were impossible for her at the moment, so she traced a heart on his inner thigh with her finger instead. Jack murmured her name in return, his rich voice dissolving into another moan as she teased him with gentle suction. She couldn’t get enough of his sweet words or all the adorable noises she coaxed out of him. It made her all the more determined to please and tease him.

[snootchie-bootchie-nootchies]

I'm seventeen, not twenty-four. Let's get that out of the way.

I came to look at your account for new content, and I was blocked. No reporting, no asking if I was okay, just blocked. So after going to my burner account and seeing the post you made of course I was pissed.

Apparently you said I'm "crying in your dm's about you blocking my ED account"

If you read the FIRST message I sent you on my SECOND account (after you blocked me- and which I'm pretty sure you ignored) it said "This is an old account that I haven't used in years. If knew how to delete the posts I would."

You didn't send me a link on how to delete all the triggering posts. You know what you did? You blocked me. Again.

Once I figured out how to delete all the posts (which I took an hour doing) and I told you I cleaned my account out, and refreshed it, you blocked me again!

To move onto other topics of your fuck ass response, "I love Randal Graves, why would I want to act like him"

Honey, you like him. Need I say more? "Porch monkey, Helen Keller/Anne Franke debacle, Beastiality, Homophobia, a 30 year old who fucks 17 year olds"

You obviously like him for a reason.

But last but not least you told me "I hope you can get out of that nasty community"

IVE BEEN OUT OF IT FOR THE LAST 2 YEARS YOU DUMBASS BITCH I SAID THAT IN MULTIPLE ASKS

ONCE AGAIN ILL SAY AS JAY ONCE SAID BEFORE, 'man- you're a lost fucking cause'

You must've not passed second grade if you've missed out on THIS many context clues.

(Also post this on your account!!! out me all you want honey <3)

If I get blocked again it'll just prove I'm right.

Christ almighty

I told you those two asks were the only asks I got in my inbox. I did not get any prior asks. I apologize for that, but like I said, it's not my fault, it's tumblr's. I only blocked the original account, and then your previous burner after I posted those asks. Which, was pretty petty of me, I will admit. They just really took me by surprise, because to me, they were incredibly hostile and coming out of seemingly nowhere. So I responded in kind. It was shitty.

With added context that I HAD NOT PREVIOUSLY HAD, let me reiterate- I DID NOT GET THOSE ASKS. If I had, I definitely wouldn't have been such a massive dickhead. Anyways with this context, I will apologize. If I had that I probably would have unblocked you and like, chatted with you or some shit. But you truly cannot blame me for something that was not my fault whatsoever. I'm not gonna lie to you about this shit I fucking hate liars, i didn't get those asks.

In regards to you just "being blocked" - I have no obligation to ask if you're okay. You're a stranger clearly going through your own shit, I'd rather not try to like... 'help' and probably make it worse or have you get angry or something. And reporting accounts on Tumblr is annoying as balls I've tried before and it almost always amounts to nothing. Ultimately I have the right to monitor who is following me.

I'm glad you're out of there. That's great. I'm happy for you. I didn't know this! Because I didn't get those asks!

About the context clues, there were none for me to read. Also I'm autistic, not to blame it on that necessarily, but I do have a hard time reading that shit genuinely.

I don't know why you're lingering on this Randal shit. I can be a good person and like shitry characters and villains. He's fucked up and funny 🤷‍♂️ also you're mentioning everything from clerks 2 and I don't really like him in that movie, he feels like a caricature, I'm kore of a clerks 1 kind of guy tbh

Sorry this is getting really long, I'm trying to address as much as possible. Idk.

I am not opposed to unblocking you if your account is clean and shit, man. (EDIT: sorry i just realized your previous ask did say that lol. my bad, my memory is shitty as hell. i couldn't even look at the time bc i was on mobile and idfk how to use that shit, and i was busy spending time with my family because i have a pretty damn busy life outside tumblr)

I have college shit to do right now but I will look into it soon. I know this post is still kind of pissy but I am not going to block you again if you can find it in yourself to be a 🤏 teesny bit more respectful (not even nice, just respectful) when sending me asks, cause I'm totally willing to talk this out with you.

Also sorry for implying you were 14 or 24. I never know with people on here. Anyways!

Yeah. Uhhh if you want to messafw me instead of airing this stuff out publicly feel free. I think I allowed that on this account? Lmk if I didn't. Thanks in advance, I have to do stupid academic shit now

[antiloreolympus]

10 Anti LO Asks

1. wait is arion a human or horse in this comic

From OP: Horse.

2. rachel is really outdoing herself by not just ripping off hercules, but sleeping beauty too. she also got mad people noticed a lot of elements seemed straight ripped from frozen as well awhile back, and obvs the fifty shades rip offs are too obvious to ignore. i realize yes a lot of stories will share tropes and all, but not directly ripped plots like rachel is doing. that's so unprofessional and just lazy.

3. if hera and zeus have to lock away their own child for the sake of making sure persephone stays the pure precious bean she is and is never be ~badly influenced~ by her then thats absolutely insane. was it really too much to let persephone, THE DREAD QUEEN, have any complexity that rachel has resorted to throwing ANOTHER woman under the bus than let her self insert have even one flaw or even choice in the story? how does she keep making up the worst possible options for any of this?

4. Lowkey kinda hate how long it took for a real moment for Hera Hestia and Demeter to be together as sisters. Hera set up Persephone and hades knowing Damn well Hestia and Demeter made her a Candidate for TOGeM. Other than staying a Virgin forever and having temples idk what TOGeM actually does. Like we know why Demeter wants her daughter as a memeber but what’s the actual functionality of the group. Hera just seems like a bad friend/sister for setting up her friends daughter with an older guy just because she felt bad for using that guy as a bad up when he marriage gets bad.

Don’t get me wrong the other cast members suck I’m just singling out Hera right now for her involvement in the plot so far 

5. FP mention

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Btw the fact that Persephone looks like a teenager for the rest of her life and that she was blessed with beauty TWICE is REALLY fucked up. Like what Rachel wants to say???? That teenage girls are the most attractive??? And we shouldn't blame grown-ass men who wants to date them bc they're so much prettier than grown women??? I really don't understand. Or her double-beauty means that her tits are bigger from everyone else's?? Bc apart from that I don't get why Persephone should be more beautiful than Aphrodite(who tbh also looks terrible here Rachel spares no one with her ugly-ass style) when she's literally looks like a kid.

6. I honestly hope there's a major shakeup at WT (hopefully while RS is on her break) and they adopt a longer break between episodes so not only are they allowed more time to focus on the story but the art as well, but also an overhaul in the payment + benefit system. So many of the creators, even the popular ones, are struggling with horrible hours and no benefits, despite making the company millions. Hell, let them unionize. That would be a huge win and draw for new, better talent to want in too.

7. nah nope those fp spoilers better be fake because thats legit too stupid to be true. like we already know rachel is a shit writer but thats just so bad on so many levels. we know her editor is not getting through to her because they literally have a degree in writing and you know theyd pop a blood vessel over any of this. they must only post the episodes for her because that legit wouldnt pass anyone with two brain cells.hooooly shit.

8. Even beyond how creepy it is Hades refers to Persephone as "Little Goddess"/"Kore" (🤢) it's also so patronizing? Sorry, I don't care how hot Persephone finds him or how meek RS forced her to be, any self respecting woman, no matter how young, wouldn't stand for being disrespected, belittled, and treated like that. Maybe RS can try and excuse it that Persephone IS that young to warrant the comments, but that just brings up the question of why Hades lusting after someone he sees as a child 🤔

9. the funniest part about rachel insisting persephone is the most beautiful goddess ever is that one) ok?? why would that matter?? but also two) every woman looks so carbon copied (minus athena) that even dedicated fans cant tell them apart so that doubly doesnt matter?? like then every woman is the twice blessed over with beauty because none of them look different from each other. idk the whole thing just screams 14 year old's first fanfic over a published comic by a woman pushing 40💀

10. Can someone tell me if Minthe has depth or not and explain why….Cause, I’m arguing with these fans and they’re getting a lil too confident 😑☹️ 

From OP: Kinda?? Like, most of the characters in LO aren’t very deep. So, Minthe having more to her than just “evil love rival/bitter ex” and having BPD can be seen as adding depth to her character. She is very morally grey antagonist and many people tend sympathize with her at times, even if they don’t like her. Someone else can probably elaborate more than I can.

[illyaana]

Credits to @mel0njoo for this amazing fanart!

Collab: "Because I Love You!" by @sunarent

Congrats on the 500 followers, love! - You truly deserve it <3 I haven't been on Tumblr for that long, but I've seen your blog everywhere geheheehee~ Do check out the other writers involved in this collab! <333 Sorry this took so long ;~;

Tags: Suga x gender-neutral reader, angst, fluff, minor cursing

Synopsis: You loved Suga and he loved you, but when unexplained things happen, you're bound to make assumptions, right?

WC: 2.04k

I am currently hosting a match-up event! Check it out here <3 I stop taking requests on the 28th, so hurry up before it's too late :3

Persephone was not always “Persephone” - she was once Kore; the Goddess of Spring. 

She was the embodiment of grace and beauty who nearly bewitched anyone who dared to steal a glance of her. Her long, wavy hair, her beautiful skin, her everlasting smile - it was all so alluring, enticing. 

But she always had a sinister side that grew within her - a demon she carried throughout her life under her protection of Demeter. It demanded blood - to consume the most innocent and leave their entrails for the world to see. 

Yet no one knew about it - she hid it. 

She hid it until it couldn’t be contained anymore. 

Aren’t we all like that? We have such a devilish part within us we are forced to keep in. We shun it and let it grow rampantly within us. It demands aggression, chaos and irreverence - it feeds off the unruly, devilish desires that brews within us. It catalyses it - pushes it to be released. 

Yet we’re all still showing our “Kore” - the pure, innocent side of ourselves - and hiding our “Persephone”.

It’s only a matter of time before Persephone came out, so enjoy Kore as much as you can - at least that’s what Suga tried to do.

He tried to be the best he could around you - his thoughts filtered, his words held back. All he wanted you to remember of him was good - the bright, loving persona he built for the people around him to see. He wanted you to remember him as the beacon of hope in your life - to remember all the times he teased you, picked on you and gave you nothing but affection. 

He wanted to be Kore; he wanted to be the god of spring and protect his flower as well as he possibly could. 

He wanted to hide you from his Persephone; a devil who knew nothing but to scream about how he wanted you to be his and only his. After all, to keep someone so beautiful just to himself was a sin entirely.

But, right now; you in his arms as you focused on the words written in that small book of yours has brought him to the heights of heaven. You were all he knew - your soft voice, your beautiful lips, your amazing smile - it was all written so vividly in his brain he could not forget even if he tried. 

You unknowingly tamed the wild beast within him just with a mere touch, a glance and a smile. 

“When was the last time we did this?” you said, staring at Suga’s relaxed expression. 

“Middle school, I think. The Volleyball Club has seriously taken over our free time, hasn’t it?”

“I still get to stare at you screaming internally about multiple things at the same time, so nothing has changed, really,” you teased.

“And you running around the volleyball court the minute a teacher calls you has been something you’ve done ever since we were kids, dumbass,” he retorted. 

“You suck at comebacks, Sugawara Koushi.”

“What do you mean? I am great at comebacks!”

“That lengthy line of yours moments ago proved it, sir.”

He chuckles, ruffling your hair. 

“I missed you, love.”

“And I, you.”

Both his Kore and Persephone had already latched onto you, unwilling to let go whatsoever.

.

.

.

It's a curse to pine over someone you could never have, isn’t it? 

You’d have to see your loved one go through multiple life experiences holding someone else’s hand, begging to them. You’d have to sit idly by while they basked in a profound love they cultivated and treasured. You’d have to wander aimlessly around them to not feel the pain of their rottingly sweet romance that didn’t involve you in any shape or in any form. 

But why was it when you were not in his arms, his thoughts never rang clear in his mind?

All of his fixiations had been stained by you; you’ve left a mark in every single thing he saw.

He thought his moments alone with the soft hums of the wind brushing against his slightly opened window would clear his mind as he processed whatever happened during the day. He wanted to make mental notes of how Hinata brightened up everyone’s day in the volleyball court, how he teased Asahi endlessly or how he made more inside jokes with his fellow captain, but he couldn’t. 

All he could remember was the scent of pomegranate that encapsulated you perfectly. So sweet and tangy, but rare to find. How its velvety feel reminded him of how regal you looked and how gracefully you walked. 

It is such a small fruit - one bite of its contents and you’re left with a bunch of seeds - but the smell is stained on your fingers, and it is so hard to wash off. 

Was that why only pomegranates grew in the depths of Hell? Was it so rare that four seeds left Kore stuck with Hades for four long months?

The sudden urge to hear your voice washed over him. 

Just one more minute of your sweet voice would be enough for him to let the midnight’s spell do its magic - just a syllable. 

“Jesus, Suga - it’s 3 in the morning.”

Oh, thank God. 

“I just needed to hear your voice for a while. I can’t sleep.”

“What were you thinking about?”

You.

“Volleyball. Coach is deciding who to choose as the official setter for our next batch of games.”

“Why are you worried about that at 3 am, sir?” you chuckled. 

“I just got the news today, Y/N - and it isn’t the easiest news to stomach.”

“Are you worried about that Kageyama dude stealing your spot?” a worried tone began to fill your words, trying to give me solace.

But you were doing it the minute you picked up that phone call. 

“Don’t worry, Y/N - I’m fine with him taking my spot. I’m just wondering how it’s going to be - benched as a third year, you know?”

“Well, you’ll be closer to the seats, and I’ll be at the seat closest to the bench. I’ll even bring snacks you can sneakily eat and all.”

“You better bring tic tacs.”

“Of all the sweets in the world, why a sweet that’s supposed to clean your breath?” you sighed. 

“Kill two birds with one stone.”

“And I can’t wait to kill the crow I’m on the phone with.”

“I know you love me, you wouldn’t kill me.”

“I won’t kill you, but a fire I start will.”

“Jesus, Y/N - talking about committing arson at 3am?” I tease.

Yeap, pomegranates. 

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“Wait - you like Suga? What about Michimiya? Don’t you like her, too?” You question Daichi, leaning against the doorframe of the gymnasium. 

“I like her as a friend, Y/N. I feel romantic love towards Suga - always have.”

“Are you planning to confess?” 

“I was thinking of asking him when we graduate.”

“And waste months you could’ve spent beside him? I seriously think you should just go for it, Daichi. I’m pretty sure Suga has feelings for you, too.”

“You think so?” Daichi’s expression brightens, making you smile.

“Go for it, Captain.”

“Thanks, Y/N - for everything, really. I don’t think I could’ve gained the courage I have now if I didn’t talk to you today,” he bows and runs off. 

The minute you saw him leave your vision, something dark began to brew within you. It was violent, dreadful and carnivorous. If it could kill, it would’ve done it by now. It filled your veins, spreading around your whole body. Despite the cold weather, your body felt warm - too hot. 

If looks could kill, You would’ve killed Daichi if he stood where he was moments ago. 

You hated the feeling - you felt asphyxiated. You felt chained to weights that sunk into the floor, pulling you in.

You wanted to lie to Daichi. 

You wanted to crush all his dreams of being with Suga the moment his name coated with sweetness left the captain’s lips. 

You wanted to say that the vice-captain despised him with a passion so that his fingers would never dare press against his soft, milky skin. 

Yet you couldn’t - you wouldn’t.

Persephone began to grow within you, her blades aching for vengeance. 

Long gone was Kore; her maiden name was now sullied with desires.

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How befitting for the rain to come tonight, isn't it? Rain meant multiple things in different cultures - abundance, happiness, luck - yet, it played a more devilish role tonight. 

It spoke volumes of the pain you were about to feel, and the release of what had culminated within you - what has asphyxiated you for hours and hours on end. 

It was the release of your devil, and it wanted to wreck whatever that stood before you. 

Suga, however, was not the person you were expecting. 

“It finally happened, didn’t it?”

He saw how Daichi smiled at you when he left the hallway - it could only mean one thing, didn’t it?

“I guess you could never love all the good I tried to show you about me - the second-best setter who just knew how to smile while his junior took his spotlight.”

He walked up to you and grabbed your shoulder, forcing you to look at him.

“Of all the people you could’ve fallen for, you fell for my best friend?”

“What do you mean, Suga?”

“I see how you look at Daichi. Anyone can tell you’re fucking head over heels for him.”

His stance, the anger in his eyes, his lips letting harsh words slip through - it said more than he knew.

"What do you mean, Suga? I don’t like him at all."

"Stop lying, Y/N - enough is enough."

The words that left his lips hurt, but all you could think of was the pain he felt keeping it all in.

"It's no shocker, though. You never cared about those around you - all you wanted was the spotlight and nothing else. Fuck all the others, right? All that matters is that you are on the top. No wonder why all your exes hated you."

More than the words that were cutting you like a knife, the way he looked at you hurt.

“I can’t fucking believe I love you.”

You wanted to be happy to hear those words. You wanted to revel in the fact that the person you loved cherished you as much as you did. 

But those words that were meant to be doused in Honey only dripped poison. 

You didn't feel any form of euphoria - it felt like something slowly murdering you, begging to see you to wither away. 

“No - don’t you dare say that you love me after that amazing speech you gave, Suga.”

“Oh look! You’re-”

“You’ve said your piece - let me say mine.”

You walk towards him, sweat dripping from your palms as you face the broken boy in front of you. 

“You’ve been nothing but sweet to me, and I am a vermin that doesn’t even deserve to be beside you - much less for over multiple years. You’ve been one of the best things in my life, and if you always thought of me like the bitch I know I am, I would understand why you’d hate me.”

You felt tears fall from your cheeks as the words formed in your head, your thoughts finally voiced.

“But I won’t stand for you making fun of me like this - find someone else to be your punching bag, I didn't volunteer to be it.”

You wiped the tears that fell from your eyes as you turned away from him. 

"Daichi likes you, Suga - not me. He wants to confess to you, and he's planning to do it soon. Make sure you say yes, okay? You deserve some good in your life."

“Y/N-”

“I wish you luck after graduation, Suga. You’ve been such an amazing person in these past years. Hopefully, karma works wonders for you.”

The rain you walked in washed away all the tears that fell that night, yet the pain had made its mark. 

If only Persephone never came.

[depressedacadamia]

So you want to Play?

Prompt + Pairing: Historical AU, ‘Play’ + Hades and Persephone

A/N: I'm so so happy with the way Day 4's fic turned out- Super happy! I never thought writing for the greek gods would be this fun but I defintely want to do more of it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! <3 from me!!

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“Your Majesty, there is a visitor for your daughter,” the guard informed the Queen.

Demeter seemed unimpressed. “Who? And where are they from?”

The guards went silent with only the sound of mumbling and hushed whisperings.

“Well?” Demeter raised an eyebrow.

“It is King Hades of Erebus,” The guard said dutifully. Queen Demeter nodded and dismissed the guards.

The princess who had been eavesdropping immediately came skipping in with her dress bunched under her hands as she made her way towards her Mother with excitement drawn all over her face.

“Is it true mother? Is The King Hades of Erebus himself here to visit us?”

Demeter, who did not see much taste in Hades herself, simply gave a curt nod that did not match the enthusiasm portrayed on her daughter's face.

“Is he coming in? When will I see him? Mother, don't you agree that he is most handsome? I do envy any woman whom he may court- Do you think he would ever ask to court me, Mother? No, that would be ridiculous, do you think not?” Persphone rambled, her facial expressions varying with her words.

“Absolutely not.” Demeter’s voice was stern with her daughter. “ Do not entertain such fantastical ideas, Kore. Hades, I believe, is here on official business. Nothing more. And please, do wear something of a higher caliber- Make no mistakes, I do not intend for him to fall for your beauty, but I do not wish for us to embarrass ourselves in front of such an important personality, is that not correct Kore?”

Persephone sighed and nodded. Her body slumped as she dragged herself to her room where her dressing maids had found her a more ‘appropriate’ outfit for the visit. Persephone could not say she wasn't disappointed- Oh just how romantic would it be if Hades was here to beg for her hand in marriage or even the chance to have a simple outing with her!

And yet, her outfit was… unlike her. Normally, she wore yellow and pink- similar to her springtime colours and the domain and land which her mother ruled over. However today it seemed that her mother wanted nothing of Perepjhone’s innocence today. Her dress was gold, glimmering like the sun and with it was a green cloak, emerald green, like the blades of grass around her beautiful palace. There was no doubt that it made her look beautiful, the gold contrasting with her dark skin but she felt off.

The dress felt foreign around her body as she made her way to the throne where she was to take her place beside her Mother. Her hand was on the banister as she called out.

“Mother! Are you sure this is mine? I do feel that it seems much too grandiose for my tastes!” Persephone made her way into the throne room only to be met with the sight of a dozen guards all standing around a man who wore an elegant black suit, and was adjusting his golden cuffs.

Persephone noticed that the guards were not their own. Were they under attack? She did not have a weapon on her- what was she to do!

“Kore,” Her mother said in what seemed to be an affectionate attempt, “ King Hades is present. Do make yourself scarce and take your place.” Her hand batted towards her daughter’s throne and immediately, Persephone bowed, her head kept low as she hurried towards her throne and quickly took her place.

Before she sat, she made a small curtsy toward the King who in turn nodded back at her.His hair was long and messy but it suited his face. His eyes were so dark brown, Persphone swore that they were black. They had to be. She was drunk on him, his face, body- everything about him. He dressed like a man who knew what he wanted and Perphone could only wish that she was it.

“If you do not mind,” Persephone suddenly interrupted, earning a glare from her Mother, “What business is it that requires your presence here and not one of your messengers?”

Hades let out a small laugh and when he spoke, Persephone thought she might just melt. “ Do you not wish to see me? Is my presence here too unnerving for a spring princess?”

Persephone’s eyes largened and she shook her head frantically. “ Oh no! That is not it, your Majesty. It is simply that someone with as much power and business as you should not have to waste so much time travelling to simply put in a small request or discuss a little business when it could wait until one of the solstices.”

“Humour me Persephone,” Hades' eyes somehow darkened.” Do you often get suitors?”

Persephone was lucky that her blush was not visible. “What is such a question?”

“Yes, indeed, Hades- What is such a question?” Demeter’s eyes narrowed at the King whom she had known, realising she could trust his intentions no longer.

“My dearest Demeter, it is only a question. Why must you get so protective over her as if she is only a babe?”

“She is my only child, so please hurry up and take your leave Hades.”

“Mother!” Persephone gasped in horror, “We don't speak to our guests in such a dismissive manner. I am sorry, your majesty, my Mother must be getting old. Normally, she would never behave in such a manner! It must be the weather- when it gets colder, the crops begin to die and it does have the most disastrous effects on one’s behaviour. I apologise profusely. Please, let it be seen that you are taken to a guest room.”

“Kore!”

“My name is Persephone or Your Highness- I’d appreciate it if you were to call me either of those, Mother!”

“See it that King Hades here is put in the best guest suite available. Perhaps one furthest away from the chambers of Persephone. Thank you,” Demeter, ignoring her daughter's outburst, told the maid who immediately guided Hades towards the staircase. Hades paused and turned around.

“What about my legion? They have travelled far, Demeter and I would be deemed an unfair ruler if I were to force them to deal with the nearing winter and station them outside your doors.”

Demeter sighed. “Please also see that the Legion are suitably equipped.”

Persephone was almost singing melodies from her excitement. She couldn't wait to tell all her friends about this day! Artemis and Apollo wouldn't believe her when she got to tell them. In fact, to make sure they would hear of the incident when it was as clear as day in her memory, she rushed to her chambers and immediately set out to write them a letter.

Her quill dipped in the ink as she wrote out the exciting events of the day. She had finished her intimate description of him that lasted at least a page and the events that had acted out in the Throne room. She was about to end the letter but she had been called for dinner which she had been informed would be with Hades.

Almost skipping to dinner, she smiled- She would be supping with Hades tonight! How exciting! She had to make sure to include this in her letter to the twins!

She took her seat with glee and despite the fact that her favourite dessert was not being served, she did not seem to portray any sadness.

“Kore? I would have thought you were to say something about there being a lack of your favourite dessert,” The servant cleaning up after her murmured into her ear as she picked up her plate. Persephone shrugged, still smiling brightly.

“Now Hades, why are you here? You have yet to grace us with your reasoning for travelling all this way. What could be so urgent that you came this distance through this weather? Especially to a palace where you know you have no place.” Deemter added a snarl to the last line.

“Mother!” Persephine begged under her breath.

Hades chuckled. “Demeter, still as stiff as usual. Well, I came here to discuss the everlasting problem of Gaia. It seems she is infatuated with the idea that she could combine forces with some other armies and avenge her Son, Kronos,” Hades explained.

“And why take this to me? Why not to any of the other stronger, more armed lands? I’m sure Ares or Athena both have advanced plans on how to deal with this.”

“They are all well informed about current affairs- you, on the other hand, due to your insistence to avoid any foriegn affairs that do not concern you, are not informed. I come as a helper of sorts. Prepare your armies.”

“Is that all?” Demeter asked, her tone arrogant.

Hades smirked. “There may have been other reasons for my coming here. Benefits perhaps.”

Demeter inhaled sharply. “ Such as?”

Hades gave a small glance to Persephone who was oblivious to all of this before he waved her off. “I must say the wine you serve here is delicate. I must buy some for my home In Erebus.”

“I’m afraid, My lord, that this wine is only available here, in the Springlands,” Persephone informed him.

“Just like you,” he murmured.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Oh nothing.” He batted his hand. “That is truly a shame. In that case, I do hope I can pinch some before I take my leave?”

“Of course,” Persephone answered.

“In that case then, I must be off to bed. I have a tremendously long and tiring journey to make tomorrow.” And with that announcement, Hades took his leave towards his chamber.

Persephone was ecstatic as she practically ran back to her chambers to finish writing her letter to the twins. She couldn't wait to continue telling them all about the dinner and just how beautiful Hades had been!

As she pushed open her door, she found that her letter was missing. She searched all over her desk but could not seem to find it anywhere.

“Oh my, where could I have left it?” She mumbled to herself.

“You would not believe how handsome he is- he has the most ethereal face and his eyes! Oh I get lost in them continuously and when he speaks, one cannot help but be drawn to his lips. How I wish they were stuck to mine for eternity! They are the softest lips, almost like the skin of a newborn babe, that one could ever see,” A familiar voice read out.

Persephone, remembering that those were the very words she had written in her letter, turned around and to her most dismal horror, found Hades leaning on the wall furthest away from her desk and closest to her bed, clutching the letter in his hand.

“Oh, do give that back, will you!” She cried as she ran forward, trying to save herself the embarrassment. Hades sidestepped, making Persephone fall straight into the wall as he read another section of the letter.

“His aura is undeniably superior to any other suitor I’ve ever met! But unlike any other suitor, he is not here for me! It does break my heart that such a man, so handsome in his appearance and -dare I even say- seductive in his personality, is not here for me and instead here to discuss important matters. Why, if I were to ever get a simple night with this man, I believe that my lifetime satisfaction would undeniably be reached.”

Persephone could feel the will to live quickly draining her body as Hades read out her utmost desires- worst of all, the desires which she had tried so hard to conceal from him!

“My dear Persephone, who knew that you held such desires? And to think you were simply an innocent face?”

“Give that back Hades!”

Persephone, this time realising he would try and sidestep, grabbed Hades and with all her strength which she had accumulated from her training lessons that her mother simply insisted on, pushed Hades onto the bed before scrambling on top of him and reaching over him to try and pry the letter out of his firm grasp.

She had nearly grabbed the letter when Hades switched it to his other hand and so to prevent him doing it again, she grabbed both of his wrists and immobilised them above his head before prying the letter out of his hands. She breathed happily as she held the letter in one hand and pushed down on both of Hades wrists in the other.

“Persephone,” Hades murmured, his voice deeper.

“I won!” She smiled on top of him, her head falling closer to his making her small afro bob slightly .

“So this was a game?”

Persephone shuffled around, unaware that she was straddling Hades. “Yep. And I beat you!”

Suddenly, Hades ripped his hands free, gripped Perephone’s hips and used his momentum to flip them so that he was lying on top of her, only being supported by his arms which lay beside her head. She looked up at him.

“If you want to play, Persephone, you’ll need to know a few rules. 1- I’m always on top.

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Helloooo~!! I'm the same person who talked about Hyunjae and Haknyeon's rising signs! When I first wrote it, I wasn't deep into astrology yet. I've researched and tried to learn more about the Greek gods, the mythology, planets and associations to better my understanding. So, this time, I present all 23 members of NCT. To form an opinion on this, I watched their personal variety on their YT channel, took note of their physical habits and appearance, and read first impression stories. (1)

Also, don't worry about answering this right away! I just got very excited and wanted to share this :DD we currently have 5 members with confirmed risings; Johnny, Taeyong, Kun, Doyoung and Jaehyun. That's 18 members left, still! Also, I relied much more on their first impressions of each other as well as their appearance, habits and their neutral face because idols put up an act, which is enforced by their company. I'm running out of words so– (2)

(I decided to put the rest under a cut as the ask has gotten really long and I also put your asks together in regards to each member, I hope that’s okay!^^)

First up, Taeil! My first guesses for him were Scorpio (ruled out immediately lol), Capricorn and Taurus. I went with Capricorn at the end. Taeil just has a home-y, fatherly aura which Earth signs have. According to the members, he has that strong vibe that makes you want to learn from him. And we know that Capricorn is ruled by law and structure loving planet, Saturn. Saturn is associated with Cronus and Hestia. (3) Hestia is peace and home while Cronus was briefly the ruler of all. So, in short, a parent. Taeil as NCT's grandpa is accepted by many czennies. Which fits well. A typical Capricorn rising could have a petite stature as well as a wide-ish body type. Earth risings do tend to be stocky. Lips are usually either thin and wide or round but when they smile it's bright and feels familiar. It all starts from home~ Next up, Yuta! (4)

Yuta? Scorpio rising. I did try to see if he fits anywhere else but landed right back to Scorpio. One main reason, when he smiles, it's real. His healing and genuine smile is definitely a Scorpio rising trait. He's also pretty quiet in general but can get wild *insert clip of Yuta and Taeyong's chair race* and maybe even stir things up. Scorpio is associated with, Hades. Hades is generally a warm soul unlike his gruesome depictions. He's just a peaceful yet lonely guy. When he loves he LOVES (5) Traits seen in our double Scorpio royalty, Yuta. Winwin, Mark, Shotaro and Jungwoo is his Kore and Cerberus (you decide who's who). 

Easy tackle, now we've got Ten! Your local cat mom. As I say that, I guess Leo. Leo risings have feline features and traits, which Ten definitely has. When you watch his relay cam, his day's pretty chill and made more fun by his cats. They're just positive morning people and Ten really has that effect. Leo is associated with Apollo and Heracles (and more). (6) Apollo's a talented man (if you read Lore Olympus, I just hope you don't associate those characters with the actual deities) and so is Heracles. What do they have in common with Ten? Well, both Apollo and Ten are artistic, gifted with languages, and talented in music. With Heracles? Well, we know he's a hero, an ace. Leo is also the sun. The core of our system. We can definitely agree on Ten being NCT's talented ace, which all supports my guess of him as a Leo rising. Next, Winwin.

My first guesses for Winwin were either an Aries or Leo rising. Though, at the end, I settled for Aries. The entirety of NCT is in love (obviously, exaggerated) with Winwin, and fire signs naturally have that magnetism. Aries rules the head area, and one frequent habit of Winwin's is scratching his head. He also tends to put his head forward (called a nerd neck, due to book reading) which is typical of an Aries rising. He also appeals with his eyes when he wants something, also very Aries. Winwin as an Aries rising just feels true and self-explanatory. 

Next on our list is Jungwoo. A total Slytherin. Be a fool and fall for them, I dare you–oh never mind, you already have. Safe to say that Jungwoo is a Libra rising. Libra is Aphrodite afterthewholebeingbornoutofcastratedtesticlesthenformedfromseafoamshenanigans. We all know that Librans are pretty people. So pretty it's sickening, I'm getting too personal now. BACK ON TOPIC. I also had the thought of him being a Leo– I mean, if you've seen NCT World, Jungwoo definitely shone. Leos and Libras are similar in my opinion so it could be why I'm so unsure about it. Not many know but Aphrodite is a war goddess. Her role is very watered down, maybe because war was just not sexy to the Ancient Greeks. Still, Aphrodite conquered hearts, and Jungwoo has that main stage. Life is like a runway, especially with the way he walks. He also loves connections and making people laugh, both an Aphrodite and Apollo trait. Reason why I settled for Libra is that the first impressions of Jungwoo is that he looks serious, radiated sophistication but also wild. Aphrodite, being a magnetic and adventurous (iykwim) mad lad, has a definite influence on Jungwoo.

The next member is Lucas (12 more to go!). Lucas tries his best to make people happy. He loves seeing people be happy. And seeing how he says sorry when things don't seem to be exciting or done his usual way, I'm convinced he's a Libra rising.

I've written notes down but I have school so I'll complete this after LMAO

Back (new classes today so I'm hnghh). Okay, Mark! I believe he's where I left off. Mark is an Aries rising opinion. Also, while trying to hunt for their birth times, I stumbled upon someone saying Mark's birth time is 10:34pm. I tried it and it was Aries rising! Some habits that Mark does that's total Aries; touchy, laughs a lot, swears more than most, loud personality. He also has the Aries t-zone. His lovely gullbrows~

Next, Xiaojun. I was honestly stuck on him until I watched a fancam of him walking to the airport. His steps seem very grounded. Possibly, Taurus. I also thought he was a Scorpio and Leo but with the way Xiaojun gets defensive doesn't feel very water or fire (Aries is an exception). Xiaojun also enjoys food and cooking. He finds comfort in work, likes the easy way better, he's also quite practical. He's also hardworking. Probably either finishes homework the day it gets handed or when he's stressed. No in between. (I erased everything, I wrote by accident...) 

Hendery has the Air sign look and also the Earth sign vibe but in the end, I settled for Sagittarius. Why? Well, Sagittarius is ruled by Jupiter (Zeus) and we all know that Zeus can get impulsive. Hendery seems to be so. Sag is also associated Dionysus, the stereotypical wild "people love people" drunk. Which Hendery also seems to be so. That's all for him. Next up Renjun.

Renjun has a habit of scratching or just touching his ear and head, his fight instinct is on 24/7, gets frustrated when something doesn't go right, very attentive when people tell stories, uses his whole body when laughs (stomping, throwing his neck back like it don't break). I guess he's either a Gemini, Pisces or Aries. The easily bored so they make chaos but also is helpful when needed trio, Hermes, Poseidon and Ares. Renjun just has a distinct style I can't pinpoint. No solid guess.

Dream's papa, Jeno. I believe he's a Capricorn rising. He just has that long faced, big nosed and intense eyes that Capricorn risings, from what I've observed, tend to have. I've also took up Libra and Taurus as other options but I went with Cap. Even if his go-to noises is confusion. I probably don't make 100% sense but I hope it's good enough. Anyway, Jeno has a potential to become a leader and Caps are great leaders. Not perfect but great. He also has some competitiveness in him.

7 more left! Haechan's turn! Haechan really does twist and turn people's heads. He could be a Gemini rising, mostly because he uses his hands whenever he talks, laughs, sing. He's also a trickster. Maybe Scorpio since he has that rbf and the presence that makes you quiver when you meet him in person. Another possibility is Aries, he's wild, impatient and banter skills are top notch. His silhouette either looks Arian or Scorpian. Face, Geminian or Arian. What do you think? 

Next, Na Jaemin. Virgo rising. Jaemin knows how to smile, like he knows how to attract people with it, and we all know his smile is beautiful. He also has that motherly attitude towards his friends. A total introvert as well and is just calm (but can get naggy and fastidious). CEO at eye rolling, even if habitual and unintentional. GenZ Artemis. 

Next, Yangyang. I'm dead sure on him being a Cancer. The way he walks is so baby? and my Cancer rising friends tend to do little skips and sometimes waddle. Whenever an opportunity arises, he takes it. He also enjoys comfort. These may be Taurus rising traits as well (they're similar in many ways) but when I watched ETC, Yangyang seems to have a protective side. A clingy side. So, I went with Cancer. 

Shotaro is next! Always smiling, gentle voice, admires people and loves fun. Libra. A possibility is Aries. This is based on appearance. Arians tend to have weak chins (chins that don't stick out). He also has the "always look forward to tomorrow" vibe.

I-I don't remember who's next...

I suddenly forgot what I wrote before this. I should've planned this. SUNGCHAN. My Virgo buddy. When I first saw him his vibe screamed Virgo, he just had that short face Virgos tend to have. It's a mutable sign so it tends to get overpowered but every virgo I know has a short face despite being different ascendants. I was struggling figuring him out but I decided on Pisces. I'll be taking a stretch here. So descendant is how a person views the world. His being Virgo. Sungchan seems to look at the world as structured so he could feel the want to rebel. He seems to enjoy chaos but probably helps mediate the situation for the sake of doing so. My thoughts are slowly getting tangled.

CHENLE. Chenle's a virgo rising and mostly because his rbf is piercing. He always looks like he's observing and silently judging people. It makes more sense for him to be a Scorpio as well. Yes, he's bright and fun but Scorpios do have that side. Just more serious and a lot of roasting.

FINALLY THE MAKNAE. Jisung Park. Libra rising. He just likes peace but when he's chaotic, he'd want you to match his vibe. A balance, in a way. He also seems to get frustrated/stressed easily, gullible, awkward hands, and he's always quite pretty. Calming to look at. That's all. What do you think their signs are? I want hear your opinion :DD Also, I hope your exams went well!! You probably put in your 100% best so of course it did!!

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First of all, thank you so much for your support! My exams actually went well and I’m so relieved I got it all over with for this semester.^^ And now, as you’ve already noticed in an ask I’ve answered earlier, I don’t cover NCT on this blog and therefore, I haven’t really given their rising signs much thought so far, so I’m not going to really have an opinion myself but I wanted to thank you so much for your hard work with all of this and for sharing it with us!! It was super interesting to read and I can only say that I think all of guesses make sense to me.

As a Leo rising myself, I felt super flattered while reading Ten’s paragraph - I’d feel super honoured to share my rising sign with him and I also feel like his energy is familiar to me, so I could totally believe that to be true!^^ And also, omg, I’d love for Yangyang to be a Cancer rising! I seem to attract Cancer risings left and right and he’s recently become one of my ults, so that would be great :’) (I’ll definitely start to analyze him more in the near future haha)

Oh, oh!! Btw, my close friend @jacksvnshine made a very in-depth analysis of Mark’s possible rising sign and she guessed him to be an Aries rising like you did! She’s so amazing at what she does and if it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t know a thing about astrology. So I can highly recommend checking out her blog and I also really want to link her analysis for you here as you might find it interesting to read, and it’s exceptionally well made!^-^

I’m sorry that I can’t really give you my opinion on their rising signs, I haven’t studied them enough in that sense :( and I personally struggle with rising sign guesses because I always feel like I don’t know enough to make an “accurate” guess but oh well- a guess is a guess, we can never know for sure but my mind doesn’t really want to accept that. :’)

I truly enjoyed reading through your messages and guesses, thank you again for sharing this with us!! I’m sure there’ll be others who’ll find it interesting to read as well!^-^

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Presents and Shoping: Discontinued until further notice

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You awoke the next day to the smell of coffee hitting your nose. You groaned as you awoke, seeing the sun just barley peaking over the tall buildings of Japan. It then hit you. You were in Japan. Freaking Japan! You stretched and yawned, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. The sound of footsteps caught your attention. You looked to the side and saw Aidan, dressed in a blue button up shirt and blue pants. He held two cups of coffee in his hands. He smiled at you.

“Hey.” He said quietly. You smiled back, your arms and hands resting above your head.

“Hi.” You whispered. He walked over and sat one of the cups on the side table. You scooted over a bit so he could sit on the edge of your side of the bed. He looked down at you. 

“Did you sleep well?” He asked. You smiled at him. 

“Like a baby,” you said, chuckling. Aidan joined in. “What about you?” You asked, sitting up and grabbing the mug of coffee. You took a sip and hummed. It had (no cream and sugar/cream and sugar), just the way you liked it. 

“I slept pretty well,” he smirked. “Even better with you cuddling into me.” He said, winking. You blushed. You knew you moved in your sleep, but you didn’t realize you had cuddled into Aidan during the night. 

“I-I’m so sorry about that. I tend to move in my sleep and..” Aidan laughed and placed his hand on your thigh.  

“[Y/N], it’s fine, really.” He said. You sighed in relief and smiled. Aidan’s phone buzzed. He checked it. “Richard and Dean are going to breakfast now,” he said. He gestured to the bathroom. “There’s a couple of presents waiting for you in the bathroom.” He said. You looked at him suspiciously. You set the mug of coffee down on the side table again and walked to the bathroom. You looked down and saw two boxes. You closed the door, locking it. You opened the first box. You saw a note in it. 

‘[Y/N],’ the note started out. ‘We hope you like the outfit we got you. We saw it earlier in the week and immediately thought of you. Love, Richard, Aidan and Dean.’ You pulled away the tissue paper and gasped, smiling at what you saw. You held up a red, off the shoulder crop top with long sleeves. After taking off your pajamas, you put the shirt on along with the black leggings that were also in the box. You saw another box that looked like a shoe box. You opened the lid and saw another note. 

‘So, you know when we asked what your shoe size was? Well, we lied. It wasn’t for your costumer. It was to get you these. We hope you like them. Love, Aidan.’ You pulled away the tissue paper and pulled out two heeled sandals. You sat on the toilet and put them on. They fit like a glove. You looked at yourself in the mirror, and smiled. 

~~~~~~

Aidan stared out the window as the sun climbed higher and higher into the sky. He really hoped you liked the presents they got you. 

“Aidan.” A voice called. He turned and for a moment he forgot to how to breath. There you stood, dressed in the outfit they had bought for you, along with the heeled sandals. Your makeup was done to look like a sunset. His eyes widened as he stared at you. You self consciously pulled at the sleeves. “D-do I look alright?” You asked shyly, looking up at him. He walked up to you. He gently stroked your hair, which had been brushed and styled to fall to one side over your shoulder. 

“Y-you,” he swallowed thickly. “You look beautiful.” He said quietly, smiling. You smiled back. 

“Shall we go to breakfast?” You asked. Aidan seemed to break out of his trance. 

“Um, yes, yes. Definitely.” He said, clearing his throat. You walked over to your purse. You grabbed your phone, a room key, and some extra lip gloss as well. You walked over to the door, where Aidan was waiting. He opened the door. You smiled at him. 

“Why thank you, kind sir.” You said. Aidan chuckled. 

“You are most welcome, my fair lady.” He said. He held out his arm for you to take. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A little bit later, you both went to the lobby where they had breakfast ready. Richard spotted both you and Aidan and waved to you. You smiled and made your way over. Dean couldn’t help but let his eyes wonder of your figure a bit. The red crop top made your [S/C] skin stand out. You took a seat next to Dean. Aidan stood next to you and put his hand on the exposed part of your lower back, gently stroking the skin with his thumb. You arched into his hand a little. 

“I’m going to get breakfast. You want anything particular?” He asked. You looked up at him and smiled. 

“Surprise me.” You said. Aidan smirked and nodded. 

“You got it.” He said. He removed his hand from your back. You some what missed the heat his skin had provided. You missed the the jealous glare the two men threw at their friend. You lay your arms on the table, folding your hands together. 

“So,” you said, catching their attention. “What’s the plan for today?” You asked. 

“Well, after you and Aidan eat breakfast, we were thinking about looking around the city and going shopping.” Richard said. You played with your fingers and bit your lip gently. 

“Can we go shopping for kimonos?” You asked. Dean chuckled and placed his hand on top of your folded ones. 

“That’s exactly what we’re going to go shopping for.” He said. Your eyes widened and you smiled widely. Aidan walked over and placed a plate before you. The plate had scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages and toast. Aidan placed a cup of coffee in front of you. You smiled at the man as he sat next to Richard, his own plate and coffee in front of him. 

“You told me to surprise you, so I did. I hope that it’s alright.” Aidan said. You smiled at him. 

“It’s perfect, thank you, Aidan.” You said. Aidan smiled and nodded.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

A few hours later, you were in a cab with Akio, Richard, Aidan and Dean. The cab stopped along a sidewalk in front of a store. Akio turned around in the seat to look at all of you. 

“This is where we will shop for Kimonos.” Akio said. Your face brightened. You all got out and walked into the store. 

*“Kon'nichiwa yōkoso!” An elderly woman shouted in greeting. Akio smiled at her. 

“Kon'nichiwa.” She greeted. 

“Mawari o mite kudasai. Kiniitta mono ga areba oshietekudasai.” The elderly woman said. Akio looked at you. 

“She says to look around and let her know if there is anything you like.” She said. You smiled and nodded to the elderly woman. 

“Dōmo arigatōgozaimashita.” You thanked her. The three boys looked at you in slight shock. You looked at them and shrugged. 

“What? I took some Japanese in high school.” You said, and started to look through the isles. There was one particular kimono that caught you eye.

“Did you find something?” A voice asked. You looked behind you and saw Richard. You smiled and turned back to the Kimono. 

“Yeah. Feel it, it’s so smooth.” You said. Richard chuckled at your excitement. As he reached forward, he placed his hand on your exposed side, sending shivers up your spine. He felt the fabric. 

“It does feel smooth. Almost like silk.” He said. He pulled his hand away. You looked at Akio. 

“I found something.” You said. Akio made her way over. 

“Would you like to try it on?” Akio asked. You looked at her and smiled.

“Can I?” You asked. Akio smiled.

“Let’s ask,” she looked at the elderly woman who was behind the cash register. *“Sumimasen,” Akio called, catching her attention. The woman walked over. *“Kanojo wa kore o shichaku dekimasu ka?” Akio asked. The woman smiled and nodded. 

“Mochiron. Kōi-shitsu made tsuite kite kudasai.” The woman said. Akio smiled. 

“She said follow her.” She said. You did so, taking the Kimono with you. 

~~~

Dean and Aidan walked up to Richard, who was sitting in chairs in front of the changing rooms.

“Did she go into the changing rooms?” Dean asked. Richard looked at his friend.

“Yeah.” He said. The two took a seat and waited. A few seconds later, the changing room opened and you walked out. Dean, Richard and Aidan stared in aw. You gently pulled at the sleeves of the Kimono. 

“Do I look alright?” You asked, looking up at them. Richard smiled. He walked up and gently cupped your face. You blushed at his closeness. 

“You look,” 

“Beautiful!” Dean shouted, walking up to the both of you. With a light sigh, Richard pulled away. Dean smiled gently at you. “You look beautiful.” He said. You smiled at him. Akio looked at the woman. 

*“Kimono wa ikuradesu ka?” She asked. The woman smiled and shook her head. 

*“Īe, muryōdesu.” She said. Akio looked at her in slight shock. You looked at her. 

“What did she say?” You asked. Akio looked at you. 

“She said it is free.” She said. You also looked at her. 

*”Hontōni?” You asked her. The woman nodded. 

“Hotōni.” She said. You smiled and took her hands in yours. 

*“Dōmo arigatōgozaimashita.” You said. The woman smiled and nodded. 

You all walked out of the shop and stood on the sidewalk. Your Kimono was in a bag. Dean looked at you. 

“So, what do you want to do now?” He asked. 

“Let’s go back to the hotel so that I can change into my Kimono and then let’s go to Kanazawa.” You said.

*Hello! Welcome!

*Thank you very much.

*Excuse me

*Can she try this Kimono on?

*How much for the Kimono?

*Oh no, it’s free.

*Really?

*Thank you so very much.

//Here’s part 3. Looks like the boys are having trouble sticking to their rule. In the next chapter, you’re going to be spending a day in Japan with Aidan. What do you think will happen??//

//Please feel free to comment what you thought of the chapter and reblog.//

[who-is-reign]

Hello, hi, hey

Hi I did a short writing thing- here it is!!

Everything starts with a hello, a hi, a hey. A greeting of some kind. Ours started with something else. It started with a trip, a lot of apologies, and crying. Though I feel like I should probably start at the beginning. That makes more sense anyway.

It all started on what I knew was not going to be a normal day. The day started with two pieces of toast, 3 slices of peaches, and a mug of earl grey tea. Or what I was hoping to be a mug of earl grey tea. I poured the rest of what was left of my mug into a thermos and walked out the door. 

3 stairs, take a left, 5 steps forward to the next stairwell. 10 steps down, 5 breathes, 2 stops I could have taken, 7 doors I could see. I ran to my car, even if it was only 5 feet away. 

30 minutes and a coffee stop later, I was at work. I work at a publishing firm as the executive editor. I have been there since the start of this company, Indigo Query. I helped with the name of course. Most of the books that I edited are Best Sellers right now. I can’t say I’m not proud of that. 

Today is the release date of the first book I wrote. I have babied this book for 4 years. All of the characters are complex and have their own stories. I tried to make it to where there weren’t any background characters. To where there were stories going on behind the scenes, or the main focus of the chapter. It is 1563 pages, 12 pt. Times New Roman font, 468900 words. This book is my literal child. I have had these characters since I was in 6th grade. I only started seriously writing out their story in the last 4 years. 

I just realized that you know nothing about me. Maybe that’s for the best. You’ll find out later anyway.

I walked in, went through the cafe, up the elevator, through the small library. I was there, and my book was there. On my desk, I saw a hardcover copy of my book. I almost started crying. Okay, I did start crying. That art was my choice, it was made by one of my oldest friends. I carefully picked up the book, letting my hands run over the almost woven texture of the cover, the embellished sides, and the title. Lastly, my name, small in white coloring. I turned to the copyright page and breathed in. My name is listed as the author and editor. My best friend’s listed as the cover artist. This is what I was meant to do. Write books, edit books, publish books.

I put the book down, I couldn’t read it. Not yet. I needed to meet with Leo Adams, president of the company. He is not the original president, he took over after the old president passed. I personally am not a fan of his. I think he is corrupt and doesn’t deserve the company. The only thing I can hope is that one day this company, my home, will get a better president. The only reason I stayed with this company, is because of my book. I could leave if I wanted to, other publishing companies have asked if I wanted to sign for them. 

But I have something in my eyes, something I can’t give up. I want to own Indigo Query. I want to own the thing I love more than anything. This company is my life, my livelihood. I hate seeing a man who doesn’t care about books be in charge of it. I need to save the company I have over a decade of time into. But right now, it is my time. My book is getting released.

I need to focus on that and nothing else. I need to work, that’s what I need to do. What I want doesn’t matter right now, and it won’t matter for a while. 

I walked as fast as a caffeinated lesbian could without it being considered running to Leo’s office. 

“Ms. Kore, it’s fantastic to see you. And of course congrats on the book release, it looks fantastic already.” Leo’s words drawled on, a slight curve to his phrases. I hated it.

“Of course sir, I couldn’t have had this book released without you,” I replied, trying desperately to keep the ill intent out of my voice. 

What I didn’t say, was that of course, I couldn’t have had this book released without you. Even with you, there were so many issues with getting it released. Including the date getting pushed back 6 months. I could have had this book out, and sold by now. But no, he said it was too problematic. It took all of the editors, our cover designers, the VP of the company, and basically everyone to get him to allow it to be sold. 

“Though Ms. Kore, I must tell you, I really do not think this book will thrive that much. I just do not want to see you getting hurt. Take the day off, you need to.” I almost scoffed once he said that, but I really only muttered thank you and walked out of the office.

I practically ran to one of my coworker’s desks and sighed completely and utterly overdramatically. This coworker has been my friend since high school and they helped found the company. They also know about my aspiration to own  Indigo Query.

“Oliver, I can’t believe him. He literally said that he didn’t think my book would work out and that he just didn’t want me to get hurt.” I groaned and tried to not sound whiny, though I know I did.

“Babe, that is so horrid but also you are so close to literally owning this company. You are so close, and you can’t lose sight of what you have done because our boss is horrible.” I know they’re right, and I am really close, but I need a break. 

“I’m leaving for the day, Adams said I had to.” I sighed.

“Girl you have been here for less than an hour, sit down.” Oliver raised their eyebrows and practically forced me to sit at my desk.

I just rolled my eyes and got to work on a new manuscript that came in today. It wasn’t long before my eyes felt like they were going to burst from my head. 

“I’m taking a coffee and tea run. Want anything?” I closed the manuscript, my question aimed for Oliver who was holding a red pen and had a red pen tied up in their hair.

“Yes, yes, and yes please darling. You know my order anywhere.” And they were right, their order hasn’t changed since freshman year. Unlike everything else. Oliver used to be really shy, with red curly hair, they didn’t have confidence. And now they talk or flirt with everyone, have longer sunset ombre hair, and have more confidence. I’m proud of them.

I walked out of the building and to the nearest cafe. I ordered Oliver’s, which was a matcha latte with added raspberry syrup, apparently, it was amazing. Then I got a London fog earl grey tea with extra vanilla syrup.

 I noticed the cafe had a small bookstore and I walked over there after ordering. I saw something that warmed my heart, my book. I inhaled deeply in shock, already a small bookstore had my book in it. I grabbed a copy and read through some of it. My words, my characters, my world. I get now why it is such a big deal for Oliver every time they see a book they wrote. I only walked away when I heard my name getting called. I grabbed both of the cups and walked away, saying thank you many times.

Close to the door, the not so impossible happened. Someone ran into me, my tea spilled everywhere. Oliver’s drink ended up being safe somehow. 

“I am so sorry, I can’t believe myself, I’m so sorry. Deeply sorry. Let me help.” The person who ran into me sputtered out.

“Don’t be sorry it was an accident, it is okay,” I say looking at them softly.

They had hair a little bit longer than their shoulders, it was a coppery red. Their eyes were a shade of amber. That was when I realized. 

“Laurette?” I asked, stunned that this may be her.

“Yeah? Do I know-- Persephone!” Laurette hugged me and sighed. “It’s fantastic to see you!”

“Good to see you too. What are you doing these days?” 

“Oh! I’m living with Ophelia with our kid. I’m a fashion designer and she is a daycare owner. So she gets her share of kids every day. What about you?” as Ophelia spoke I could practically feel her love for her wife. 

“That is fantastic! I’m the chief editor and now an author for a publishing company called Indigo Query. My first book got released today actually. I work with Oliver Evanora.” I was filled to the brim with pride. 

“Really? Congrats! I bet the book is amazing! I’ll have to check it out sometime. Tell Oliver I said hi. ” Laurette sighed happily, “Well, it’s been great seeing you, I’m so sorry about the tea. I hope to bump into each other again.” 

I smiled and went back up to the counter to grab the tea they remade, gave them a 10 dollar tip, and left. A newfound pleasure seeped through me. I walked back to the office, careful not to spill anything. I gave Oliver their drink and went straight back to work.

4 hours later and the clock showed 5 pm, the day that I had been waiting for years to happen was over. Since I needed desperately to get home, I made Oliver give me a ride home.

“Why didn’t you drive to work? You have a car.” Oliver asked when they were in their car.

“Because I wanted to walk.” 

“It’s winter, it is dark at like 4. You can’t walk home when it’s dark. We live in a city, girl.”

I just sighed, they were right anyway. I didn’t think it through.

“Want to get food?” They asked, “Cause I am starving!”

“Nah, I’ve got to get home.”

“Ok girl, whatever you deem useful,” Oliver said, already pulling down my street.

“Thank you so much! Oh and by the way Laurette said hi.” I said as I shut the door.

  I went inside and set water on to boil. I started stirring the water clockwise and humming a distant melody. It was almost time. The water started to bubble like an ancient potion that had just been given the final ingredient. I poured the water over a mug, grabbed a tea bag, and let it seep. At this point, the stars were already out and thriving. 

After a quick 5 minutes, I grabbed my mug and walked outside into my backyard. I went directly to my shed. My shed was more of my office than a shed. It had a typewriter, my laptop, a shelf filled with different types of teas or coffee. Plants were scattered about, my desk had a big fluffy white chair pushed up to it. Everything was a pastel blue, pink, or white. It didn’t really seem like it was mine, but it was. And it’s more of a home to me than my room is. 

I sighed as I sat down on my mug, put on gardening gloves, and grabbed my spade. I went outside and started to get to work. I planted a new rose bush, I replanted my lemon tree that's growing out of their pot. I moved my ever-growing cherry tree to where they’ll get better sun. 

All of this I did while humming, or singing in some parts. I am the type of person to sing and talk to my plants. I am also the type of person to own 3 trees and more plants than I can count.

I heard a bang and I flinched, my entire body froze in place, as if any movement would cost me my life.

“Is anyone there?” I whispered, barely to where anyone could hear it.

“Hello, darling” When I heard Oliver’s voice I calmed down, “sorry to scare you babe, but you seem stressed. Thought I’d help.”

“It’s okay, Oli.” I sighed, already putting my spade and gloves away. “So, how did you plan to calm me down?”

“Stargazing with some people from high school,” Oliver replied, smiling.

“Like who?”

“Kira, Raven, Laurette, Ophelia, Lilith--” Oliver was about to continue but I cut them off.

“Okay, I get it, almost everyone. Let’s go.” I said, laughing, “Let me change first.”

Five minutes later I was in Oliver’s car wearing a star printed black layered lace dress and 4-inch heeled black boots.

“Let’s go! I wonder if they all brought their kids! Oh, I can’t wait to see Sabrina or even Litha! I miss my coven friends.” Oliver used to be in a coven at school, it broke up after our senior year.

“Where is the place we’re going anyway?” I asked, playing with my acrylics. 

“It’s only 30 minutes away, a small little cabin. Though, we are staying for a week. I took all the clothes that are yours at my house, it’s enough for 7 days. Plus they all look great.” 

“What about work?!”My yells could probably be heard by our high school friends.

“I got it covered babe, don’t worry,” Oliver said in a sing-song tone. 

“Got it covered? Um, no. My book just got released, I need to be in town.”

“Honey, your book is already almost sold out at 3 stores. I only bought one copy. Your child will be fine.” Oliver sighed as he looked at me, “You need this. More than any of us do. So, I dragged you into the countryside to look at stars and hang out with people from our high school. Don’t you want to see everyone’s kids? I’m pretty sure Ophelia and Laurette are bringing theirs.”

“Okay, fine. I do need this, don’t I?” I pulled out my phone and breathed in.

‘I need this, I need a break. 7 days hanging out with old friends will give that to me.’ I thought as I mindlessly scrolled through twitter.

Then I came across this,

‘Jdjisddsj this book came out today! I already love it! #ScarletDreams #Persephonekore’

“Holy bees, Scarlet Dreams is trending in the literature section on twitter.”

“That’s fantastic, but we’re here.” I looked up and saw a cottage with wildflowers surrounding it, two beehives sitting among the flowers, a few kids running through fields. 

We parked next to where a collection of other cars were. Immediately I was pulled into a hug by Ophelia and Laurette.  

“I missed you!” Ophelia exclaimed as she pulled away, her child pulling at her sleeve.

“I missed you guys too, it’s fantastic to see you.” 

Oliver looked at me, then to everyone and said: “Was I right? Did you need this?”.

I could practically see his fear of him making a mistake, a dark sludge crawling through him, pulling him down and towards his own Tartarus. 

“Yeah Oli, I really did. Work was starting to hurt a little.”

A group of three people left the cabin, they were all holding hands and walking right next to each other.

“Oh, hello. I’m Cassandra. I don’t remember you from high school” She said her last sentence more like an inviting question than a statement.

“Hi, I’m Persephone, I didn’t really talk to many people other than who I knew so I can’t expect you to remember me.” I ended my statement with a small laugh, trying to match her tranquillity.

“Babe, you said there wouldn’t be that many people” The person who spoke was as far behind Cassandra and they could be while still holding her hand.

“I wanted you to come, plus I didn’t that many people would show up, darling.” Cassandra's voice was somehow softer than it was before, it seemed as soft as flower petals blooming out to show a beautiful rose. 

Or rather the sun urging a rose to show it’s own beauty. Cassandra’s red hair had so much volume it seemed to live on its own, like a red fox laid over her shoulder. She was wearing a vintage lace dress that was white with roses on it, you could tell a petticoat was hiding beneath the layers of the dress from how it poofed out. Her cheeks were a rosy red, and her eyes had pink eyeshadow flowing out from them. Her eyeliner wings were sharp enough to stab, and honestly, I wanted her to stab me with them.

As soon as I realized what I was thinking I felt guilty, though I wasn’t sure why.

A voice snapped me out of my thoughts, “Hi, I’m Jade!” said the other person next to Cassandra.

Her hair was a really big fluffy black braid, purple threaded itself through the braid, and blue and green followed. The braid went to her lower back and was tied with what I thought was a gold string. A black mini dress hugged her sides. A light pink fluffy jacket was partially zipped and fell off her shoulders.  The dress went to her lower thighs, then a few inches down my eyes trailed down to her light pink knee-high boots. 

“Take a picture and it will last longer darling,” Jade said, the tone of her voice playful yet held enough flirtiness to send shivers up my spine and turn my face red. 

“Darling, let's not immediately start to flirt with the new girl. Let’s not kill her on the first day here.” Cassandra spoke, her tone matching Jade’s.

The one who has stayed behind Cassandra the entire time stepped forward, appearing to gain confidence from my embarrassment. 

“Why not? She may hold up longer than I did.” They said, their voice was soft yet firm. It held together like a cactus in heavy wind, trying to keep its grip. I felt like that’s the type of person they were, a cactus. Harsh on the outside with spikes and a few flowers to lure you in, but held water and healing on the inside.

I knew my face was painted a shade that countered everything around me and the dress that now seemed to hug me instead of flow around me. Like the petals of a tulip instead of an orchid. My heart sped up and I felt frail, yet held stable by these people who I had only met what seemed hours ago but what I knew was minutes, or even seconds that had just been drawn out to a century. 

Then coughing erupted into my thoughts as Oliver shimmed their way in between me and the group, “Let’s go inside, I need warmth.”

“It’s not even cold” I sighed.

“Whatever,” They said as they already started towards the cottage.

As soon as people realized that Oliver had started to walk away, people hurried to follow them. That was Oliver for ya, they could sure direct a crowd.

[2bml]

I tried my best and even though it wasn’t enough, it was still my best and that’s what matters. There’s no point in trying to be poetic anymore. This is it. I know I’ll be okay but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. I know you don’t love me in /that/ way anymore, but that’s okay. I saw it coming. I don’t want to hate you, and I don’t. It’d make everything easier. But I don’t. I love you and I never want to lose you, but I am. This is it. This is it. This is it. I’m losing you. No. I lost you. I don’t want you to ever think that I took you for granted, because if that was true, why do you think I stayed for 3 months after you left me? Because I knew how good you were for/to/with me and didn’t want to lose something that great. But you lost me. I lost you first but I fought. You lost me because you didn’t fight. I love you so much I wish I didn’t have to let you go. I wish you kissed me in the pool that first night. Maybe everything would be different. Maybe we’d last a few more years. I know I’ll be okay. I’m strong enough. I know myself well enough to know I’ll get through this. I want to say it’s just a break up but it’s not. It’s not just a break up. It’s like watching a part of your soul walk away so willingly. A big piece of my heart is just.. missing? Is that even the right word? God. I’m word vomiting right now. I just wish everything could go back to when we were okay. You changed. A lot. Ever since the school year started, you started changing so fast. I can’t decide for you if it was good or bad. That’s up to you. But if it’s good, I’m happy that you’re growing and that you’ve grown. I just hate how much it made us grow apart. But I’ll always put you above this relationship. I know you’d do the same. God, will I get to kiss you again? Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuckf uck. I’m scared that I never will. But if I do? I’m scared that at the touch of our lips, I’ll melt. That’ll be it. I’ll break down and realize that it’s the last time. Be realistic. Once we part for good, there’s very very very small chances that we’ll ever find our ways back to each other. Realistically. Because if that were true, it’d mean all your relationships from here on out wouldn’t be for the purpose of forever. I don’t want that for you. I want you to love fearlessly and with your whole heart. Oh fuck the world must be so excited. I’m so happy that you exist. I always think about your laugh throughout my days. Especially the last few days. Oh my god your laugh. I hope you find love in yourself. I’m sorry you didn’t want me to be there to witness it. If you think this is for the best, it’s okay. I’m just tired of chasing someone who loves the chase but was very clear about not wanting to be caught. I did it to myself. I shouldn’t have fallen in love with you all over again. I’m trying to be selfish. I’m trying to tell myself “he’s just a boy. I was great and it’s his loss” but I can’t do that to myself without feeling like I’m lying to myself. You’re not just “a boy” you’re.. everything. I’m not going to switch up just because you don’t love me anymore. Like I said, I don’t love you because you loved me. It won’t just go away. But I am great. And I did give you my best, I’m just sorry it wasn’t enough. But it’ll be enough for someone else hopefully. But of course, it’ll be enough for myself some day. I’m still so mad at you for thinking that you could decide if whether I was happy or not. that’s not fair. I’m so mad at you for thinking it’s okay for you to decide that you think I can’t separate myself from our relationship. Because I could. But you couldn’t and you projected it onto me. Im mad but I’m not angry. Because I understand. We both have things to work on. I just wish we could’ve done it together. I’m feeling pretty stupid right now. I loved what we had but I’m pretty stupid for thinking it would last. I knew from the start that losing you would kill me. But I’m here. That’s one kore thing though, I’ve been feeling so suicidal lately but I haven’t told you for so many reasons. You’d think it’s your fault. Or you’d think that since you c

-since you think you can’t do anything to help, you’re only making it worse. But that’s not true. Or you’d think that I’m only saying those things to get your attention or to divert the conversation to get you to care about em. But that’s not true. It’s so unfair that you think that I’m suicidal because of you. I told you so long ago that I’m suicidal. I’m mad but like I said, I’m not angry because I understand. It’s something that you need to deal with internally and it’s not either of our faults. Also I haven’t told you.. well.. because.. honestly it feels like you haven’t really cared. In a long time. I know you care. I do. But sometimes it just kinda feels like.. you only care because it’s something that you’ve been doing for a little bit over a year. Idk how to explain it. I know you care but it’s definitely not the same as before. It’s just confusing me because i didn’t think we’d have to be together for you to care about my depression and stuff like that. I’m not saying this to guilt trip you. Truthfully I’m not saying this at all LOL I don’t know if I’ll ever show you this blog. I started it while we were in class together and I looked at you and fell in love all over again. Were we in class or were we in the cafe area studyjng? I think the latter. You weren’t doing anything special. Just listening to music I think. But that’s all it takes. For you to just ... exist. I don’t know. It’s 6:04 am. I’m sleepy but I can’t shut my eyes without missing everything about you. I’m scared to go back to Tucson. I see you in everything. I’m so scared to be lonely. I’ve decided that I’m not staying in Tucson. You were the only thing holding me back. That’s not what I told you though. Of course I love the freedom away from my parents but, idk. It was always you. You you you you you. I was scared to move back to Gilbert because I thought, once I did, that would put the nail in the coffin for us. But LOL. I guess it’s too late for that. I was scared that that’d be it. But i guess that is already it. I have been typing for forever but i still have so much to say. Is it because we haven’t REALLY talked in forever? Is it because I don’t ever want to let you go? Is it because I’m sleepy but don’t want to sleep knowing I won’t wake up to you? Is it because you’re my best friend and I’m losing 2 people in 1? I miss you. But I don’t think that really matters anymore. I want you to miss me, but I hope you don’t at the same time. I want you to miss me because I tried my damn hardest for this relationship. I dont want you to miss me because I want you to be happy and not in pain. I want you to miss me hecaude I want to know you actually cared. I want to hear you laugh. I miss you so much. God what’s wrong with me?? Why am I chasing someone who’s admittedly doesn’t love me back? I need to sleep. I don’t know anymore. I love you, I love you I love you I love you. Don’t say it back. I fuckjng love you Bryan. Fuck. I love you. Goodnight, sweet dreams. I was never good at saying goodbge.you know that. I love you. Letting go is so hard. Whether it was when we sleeping in the same bed and I was fighting sleep so I could kiss you more, or now, when I have to let go of this stupid text post of me talking to myself, who I’m actually pretending is you. Fuck. I need to let go. Fuck I wish you could say it back and actually mean it. I won the “I love you more” fight haha. I don’t want to say I told you so, but I definitely told you so. I wonder what you’re dreaming about. Does it matter? Do you even think about me? Why is it so easy for you to let go? Am I stupid for loving you this much? No. I can’t say that to myself. Loving you doesn’t make me stupid. Just because you hurt me, doesn’t mean it affects MY character whatsoever. I’m filled with love and it was too much for you. That’s not my fault: that’s what I’m trying to tell myself at least. I hope you’re dreaming your best fucking dream. God you deserve so much happiness and light and sunshine and growth and love and love and love and oh god you deserve love. Someone said that grief is love that ha

Grief is love that’s left over. Love that has nowhere to go. I think that’s a good way to describe how I’m feeling. I have so much love for you. But it has nowhere to go anymore. I’m grieving this relationship. God I can’t put my phone down. I have so much to say to you. Is this technically a love letter? Maybe..? I hope you never talk ill of me. I think that’s something that would really break my heart. I wish I could go back in time when we were good, like not just together but good. Like maybe just one day when we were making breakfast. And just sit there and stare and hold you and kiss you and hear you tell me that you love me. Just one more time. You’d probably be confused on why a Roseanna from the future is doing that LOL. As long as I got to see the familiar look of love in your eyes one more time. It’s been awhile. 6:20 am. I hope you remind yourself that you deserve everything good that comes your way. Even if it means another love. I think you moved on already. But that’s just me assuming and being insecure. I think I know who it is too but I don’t want to include that in this text post. It’s just us who exists in this world right now. Fuck. That’s gonna hurt. I miss you. You’re very different now. You changed a lot and even though it wasn’t best for us, maybe it’s best for you. And that’s what matters. I was always your biggest fan and that’s not going to change anytime soon. You’ll always have someone in your corner. Me!! Just silently cheering you on!! I pray for you happiness and success. I just had no idea that that didn’t include me. But that’s okay, I’ll still cheer you in regardless of what it means for me. I’ll just do it from a distance. I’m glad you loved me. I know you still love me. Just not in that way. I’m getting really sleepy but I just want to talk to you forever. I should probably stop getting used to that though. 6:25 am. I love you, goodnight.