#tried to go 4 more colorful colors 4 her ..... my beloved ever

[starzwithapen]

Pretty different from my normal style but I wanted to digitalise the doodle I made during my assignment :3 she's my blorbo ...

[nekomancy813]

Chapter 4

tׁׅꭈׁׅꫀׁׅܻ݊ꫀׁׅܻ݊hׁׅ֮ᨵׁׅׅυׁׅׅ꯱ꫀׁׅܻ݊ ׁׅ᥎ׁׅꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅ֮ϐׁꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅ݊ꪀ’*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　

BMO sits outside on a rock over the pond next to the treehouse. Patiently waiting for Finn & Jake passing the time by visiting “Football”. (BMO's reflective self)

They casually banter and giggle amongst each other about their recent life experiences, play lots of fun games together, and share personal gossip sessions.

Yes, Football may be BMO's alternate reflection, but to BMO they’re more than that..!

“I can't wait to finally have my first girl roommate Football!”

“But BMO.. Aren't I your girl??”

Football looks at BMO feeling a little discouraged.

BMO glides their tiny hand across the water around Football in the shape of a heart.

“Of course you are Football I’d love only you silly! Forever and ever And ever! Our love is endless, we will never die! So Please.. Accept and see yourself the way I've seen you..!”

Football slowly stops crying, rubbing their monochromatic tears off of their small face monitor. Their 8-bit cheeks warm up feeling oh so embarrassed..

“I'm so sorry I overreacted BMO..

Sometimes I forget my value in this relationship we share together”

A gentle spring wind blows through the grass and oaken trees, having the delicate flower petals dance about in the air softly landing inside the pond around Football. BMO sweetly smiles as they pick up one big pink petal and kisses it.

“I give to you this big petal Football, to remind you that you're more beautiful than any other spring flower, and always unconditionally deserving of all my kisses! You're my girl Football..!”

BMO passes Football the pretty pink petal, as it floats beside her.

Football reached out her hand, lightly touching the pure petal from beyond their reflective realm

“I will cherish this gift forever my love..”

Football warmly smiles back at BMO as she fades away within the pond's water ripples.

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･*

Meanwhile, Finn & Hisui sit together breathing in the fresh scent of pine sap. Enjoying the moving scenery as they ride ontop Jake’s fuzzy back.

Finn plucks a pinecone from a passerby branch, cutely showing it to Hisui.

“This is a pinecone! Every autumn they drop high off these green pine trees, then gets submerged into the cold winter snow, then grows into a new baby tree in spring!”

He gently placed the little pinecone into Hisui's hands.

“And there's more where that came from too! What surrounds us is a forest of all unique types of trees and animals!”

“Arminalz?”

Hisui tries pronouncing the word.. But it didn't turn out quite right..

Finn couldn't help but chuckles sweetly at Hisui's cute determination.

“Yeah Arminalz..!”

Jake listens on as Finn teaches Hisui about the lively wonders of nature. Happily watching his beloved baby brother inspire the intergalactic, extraterrestrial girl.

Hisui holds the smol pinecone up to her chest, lightly sniffing it. Suddenly the pinecone begins to glow as it morphs, transforming into a beautiful glass enigmatic figure.

Hisui was startled! She immediately dropped the glass pinecone, but Finn quickly caught it before it fell to the ground.

“Hey! Be careful.. You wouldn't wanna lose your lucky pinecone do ya?

Trust me it's best to keep your new creation safe with you..!” Finn gave Hisui back the glass pinecone, gently cupping it in her hands not letting go; as he stared deeply in her semi-colored eyes.

“Besides, I think you made that pinecone..V-Very beautiful!”

Hisui's little lopey ears perked up slightly as her face brightened up a flustered hot pink.

“.. Okie!”

Hisui squeaks.

Finn warmly smiles back at Hisui tilting his head to her again just to be a goofball.

“Look who's being the weirdo now~”

Jake lifts an eyebrow to his brother Finn smugly and snorts. Finn firmly claps his hands together, inhales, then snaps back.

“Jake. The. Butternubbz. Dog. I will personally take away yo flipping viola and play it by myself, so help me!!”

“Hey! My name doesn't have Butternubbz in it!! And stay away from my viola!”

Jake whines and barks back embarrassed. Just then the two brothers quiet their petty bickering as they overhear Hisui quietly giggle to herself. Bubbly wagging her tail.

“Heheee.. Butternubbz bean!”

“Aw Man not you too Hisui! Dang it Finn!”

Jake huffs at him.

“Looks like I got the upper hand now dude!”

Finn returns the smugness back, feeling proud of himself. Waving his fists up high in victory until they all finally made it back to the treehouse!

“Alrighty kids, we're home!”Says Jake.

[flock-from-the-void]

Get to know my OC II

I was tagged by @gummybugg here! I encourage everyone to check out what Blair and Elijah said about themselves!

Tagging! @heavensfallenfaction, @chuuyas-beloved, @aether-wasteland-s, @silverslipstream and @fire-but-ashes-too too! i thought it was funny ok

Check out past contestants! Guan Zhuyu from MoS

For this one, I choose the main from And May the Moon Shine Over Your Ways, my little guy, Tiv!

Behind the sea of golden crops, I saw an auburn bush. I chose a shortcut and after a moment, the rest of the elf was revealed. They were lying on the dry grass, reading a book. Even though they were pretty tall, they looked delicate. Without me asking, they softly said “how can I help you?”

“Ah. It’s pretty easy. You don’t have to go anywhere,” I added, as they were getting from lying to sitting. “I’d like to ask you a few questions, that’s all.”

“Oh? That sounds… fun?”

“It will be fun, I promise. Let us get started.”

1. Are you named after anyone?

That’s… not really a thing we do. Usually, we get names after some special events of talents. I have two! My first name ever was Tiveor’fiehuhue, it’s after an unusually warm winter day, when I was born. The second is Ipsenel, I got it as a child after helping a lot in something, I… I’m sorry, I don’t really remember what that was. My father should know, maybe try asking him?

2. When was the last time you cried?

*laughs* That was a bit cringey… My little sibling broke their tiny toy horse, the poor animal lost its head. When I saw it, them crying and the horse decapitated, my eyes got wet. It was such a cute toy, you know? 

3. Do you have kids?

awkward silence …No.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

While talking with my older sister, yes. She deserves some stings. quiet giggle

5. What's the first thing you notice about people?

I’m a bit interested in cloth-making, so clothes.

6. What's your eye color?

Brown. Sei, I mean my sister, could probably tell you more. She paints a lot and is so good with colors! You wouldn’t believe how many different colors she can make.

7. Any special talents?

I’m decent at lacing. See? Not that bad. shows the lace at the end of his sleeve

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Both. I… love all the stories, somehow.

9. Where were you born?

points at a close mansion Here!

10. What are your hobbies?

So nice of you to ask! Beside the laces, I make embroidery and knit! I practice Rhetoric, some tiny fun stuff. Usually things for my little sibling and their friends, spending time with tiny stars is inspiring beyond comparison. Of course, I read a lot of books too, of any genre like I said.  

11. Do you have any pets?

When I was younger, we had a cat. She was brown and fluffy, and I used to hug her all the time. I’m not sure if she liked it though… Now we don’t have any. I think we should, it’s good for the children.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

Sei knows a lot of sports and she tried… actually still tries to find something perfect for me. I can ride a horse, but that’s hardly a sport, just a basic transportation method… Oh, I know, ice skating! I enjoy that a bit! I guess the summer made me forget that.

13. How tall are you?

Uh… pretty tall? About as tall as my mother, we’re both just a dot taller than most.

14. Favorite subject in school?

Rhetoric. Talking to flowers and rocks was always fun for me!

15. Dream job?

Helping Sei. That’s probably what I will be doing, lucky me! Some villagers suggest that I should go to the capital and pursue Rhetorics but I… I’m happy with what I have. I want to leave that possibility for my younger sibling as well, we don’t have enough to send off two children. Ah, and above all, Sei won’t manage to be an acceptable ruler without me. laugh

“And that would be all!” I say, clothing my notebook. “By the way, what are you reading?”

“It’s a very convoluted romance. It made me cry so many times… The main character…” [the remaining 50 pages of Tiv’s blabbering was cut out by the redactor]

Ps, have I ever mentioned how much I love this tag?

ammsoyw taglist: @gummybugg, taglist is always open!

[lya-dustin]

Someone will remeber us

Chapter 4

Cw: refrenced child abuse, homophobia

Gif by: @welightthewaysource

Taglist: @ocappreciationtag @arrthurpendragon

Her birth came exactly nine moons after her mother and father’s wedding and many speculations concerning her parentage were quashed when she was born with the silver gold curls of her father and the crystal blue eyes of her mother.

The Princess Aemma was said to be a good natured and bright child that many likened to Queen Alysanne, her late namesake and her beloved grandmother, the Princess Rhaenys.

In this both Septon Eustace and Mushroom agree, that not a bad word could be said about her even when she and her husband were on opposing sides during the Dance.

Both sides expected to gain peace by her ascension whether it be as Queen Regnant or Queen Consort.

Neither side seems to remember much of her childhood, only that she was well learned, fond of her dwarf dragon, Elēnar ---whom she called Ōghar for his silver gold color--- and was the only child sired by Ser Laenor Velaryon.

--- On Queen Aemma Targaryen, First of her Name.

---

Aemma has long learned to avoid Aegon, even if once they were betrothed, she has never liked him, and he has never liked her.

She gets along fine with Aemond and Helaena, but Aegon is too much of bully and a twit to even tolerate in public.

Which was why her lessons with her Septa were scheduled at the time the boys had their lessons. Today they were to help Luke claim his dragon, Arrax, who was old enough to be taught and hope Aemond could bond with the other available hatchling.

“But I do not want Ghar to go to the Dragonpit, father.” Aemma whined. She knows he hates it, which is why she had begun whining like Aegon the moment Ghar refused to go with her brothers.

“Father’s beard, Aemma.” Her father wanted to just leave and go have a drink with his friends, he would bend easily. “Fine, you can take Ghar, but if you get in trouble for having him loose again, you will have no dessert for the rest of the week, and he will have to stay at the Dragonpit until your mother and I decide you have learned your lesson.”

“Dragons are dangerous creatures, your highness, he may look harmless, but his fire could burn a man.” The Head Smasher comes with her Septa, Septa Teora, and Aemma’s father tensed.

Teora is young and gets flustered whenever Ser Criston so much as looks her way. She was of Velaryon stock and the best Septa ever.

But she wasn’t perfect, her taste in knights makes it clear.

The Head Smasher is handsome, Aem will give him that.

Mushroom says all the ladies think Ser Criston is the most handsome knight ever with his swarthy complexion, pretty eyes and dark hair. Says it was how he got to be her mother’s sworn shield when she was younger.

“Isn’t that why we are taught the commands, father? To keep it from happening?” Aemma asked her father who nodded. “And Ōghar is lazier than Meleys.”

“Yes, Aem, but still accidents happen. Just promise me you will behave yourself and make sure Elēnar does as well.” Father kissed the top of Aemma’s head and turned to the Septa, “Septa Teora, I leave my daughter in your care, good day.”

“Teora, Ser Criston.” Aemma doesn’t curtsy, but nods politely. She doesn’t curtsy to anyone below her rank, it isn’t proper.

“Septa Teora.” Ser Criston corrects her, and she tries not to be rude.

“Princess Aemma has been my charge since she was much younger and couldn’t quite pronounce Septa, Ser, she meant no offense.” Teora explained with pink flushed cheeks.

She doesn’t know why Teora, good and sensible Teora, would have a crush on him of all men.

There are many more handsome men who are so much nicer. Ser Harwin, Ser Erryk and Ser Arryk, the young acolyte who assists Maester Geradys, Ser Qarl and even father are much better choices.

Even your mother and Queen Alicent had fancied themselves in love with Criston Cole, or so Mushroom had laughed when Aemma pointed out she doesn’t know what they saw in him.

You are different, Princess Aemma, must be because you have the good sense of Princess Rhaenys, the dwarf had said, no woman is as sensible and wise as the Queen Who Never Was.

“I apologize if my familiarity with Septa Teora offends you, Ser Criston. I will try to remember the distinction between ranks next time.” Aemma is quite sharp for a girl of nearly eleven name days, even if she failed to pronounce the c and t in distinction and it came out as distin-sh-on.

“There is no need to apologize, Princess Aemma.” He dismissed the apology she didn’t mean. “Her grace, the Queen, has asked me to escort you and your Septa for your lessons, to make sure you did not bring your dragon again.”

Queen Alicent likes to be present for these lessons, she was skilled in the ladylike arts in a way mother was not. Her skill with a needle was only unmatched with her skill with a brush, and her dancing was as good as her singing.

Mother was better at histories, arithmetic and languages, though. And obviously Mother was a dragon rider and a future queen, so her skills had to be those one can find in a Targaryen King.

“Sunfyre keeps trying to eat him because of his small size, if I let him go to the Dragonpit he might not live to see tomorrow.” Aemma tells the knight. “Surely her grace can make an exception for Elēnar.”

“Queen Alicent has a fear of dragons, a natural fear most of us have.” He says but doesn’t stop Ghar leading the way.

Ghar can fly well and fast, but it’s a clumsy sort of thing inside the castle even if the ceilings are high. It’s a great sight to see, however, even if the sight and sound of him makes the weaker lords and ladies cower in fear.

Once her mother had called a meeting with a Lord short because hearing how Ghar had made his knightly son soil his court clothes had father and mother trying not to laugh.

Aemma had been chastened, and made to present the Knight with her favor as an apology at the next tourney. She had gotten in more trouble for having told the King why she had done that.

Well, Queen Alicent had reprimanded her ---which her parents and grandparents did not like one bit---, but Grandfather Viserys and Grandfather Corlys did chuckle and Aemma counts that as a victory.

“Their fear would be understandable if it were a real dragon like Syrax, or Seasmoke or Meleys, Elēnar is practically a lapdog with wings. Even the King himself finds it slightly ridiculous.” Teora speaks for her, knows Aemma’s mind and can say things that don’t cause offense.

“Elēnar is a real dragon, Maester Gerardys says he is just small.” Aemma mutters in defense of Ghar, who has screeched at Teora for her insult. But alas, her poor dragon cannot talk, and it lands on Aemma to defend him from such slander.

“Even so, a beast as small as the princess’ dragon is capable of murder.” The Kingsguard continues to argue and provided the ten year old princess for a chance to get herself in more trouble.

“As are you.” It will be worth it; the girl tells herself.

“Aemma Velaryon!” Teora never uses her full name, in fact this is the first time her septa is truly angry. “Your mother will not be pleased to hear about this, apologize to Ser Criston.”

But it was the truth. Criston Cole had murdered father’s best friend and gotten away with it!

Why couldn’t she just speak the truth like all the adults do?

Why did she have to get into trouble for pointing out something everyone knew?

----

In the end, lessons with Helaena had ended forever because Aemma refused to apologize.

The king had to be involved, the matter had been too public to be handled discreetly and mother was still abed because of the birth.

“Aemma, sweetling, I need you to tell me who told you Ser Criston killed Ser Joffrey?” Viserys asked his only granddaughter in the privacy of his antechamber. “Your father says he has not said anything about the matter, and Ser Harrold assures me you asked him why Ser Criston remains in the Kingsguard after what happened.”

She likes the model her grandfather has made of Valyria, she only hated that she wasn’t allowed to play with it like the painted table in Dragonstone during history lessons.

Today she thinks it’s ugly, all white pumice stone. Building shaped in the stone her father and Harwin use for callouses that give them trouble, or Teora and mother use to remove the hair from under their arms and on their legs.

It’s a gross image she can never get out of her head.

“Aegon. He told me that Ser Criston would smash my head like he smashed Ser Joffrey’s head at mother’s wedding if I did not do my courtesies to his mother.” Aemma could lie to others, but never to her parents, her grandparents and Teora. “I thought he was lying ,but then I overheard mother and father talking about how father is unsettled by Ser Criston’s presence here.”

She could lie to Jace and Luke, but never a grown up, but her grandfather does not seem to hear the part where she admits to eavesdropping. Just heard the part where she says Aegon told her.

“Where did I go wrong with that boy?” the king asked himself.

She would love to say by having him, but she knew this would have her be in more trouble.

Bite your tongue, little dragon, bite it until it bleeds and then bite it some more, this her grandmother had taught her after Aemma told great-uncle Vaemond he would lose his head before he took the Driftwood Throne from Jace.

If only she had not ignored that lesson today.

“This was a matter for you to learn when you were older, you are too young to understand these things, child, but it does not excuse your disrespect to the Queen’s Sworn Shield. Do you understand, Aemma?” King Viserys was nice and gentle with her, liked her more than he likes mother’s half-siblings. Much more understanding and never hitting her with a rod on her hand like Helaena says grandfather hits Aegon.

Aemma nods with a sniffle, “I understand, lord grandfather.”

Yes, it was rude and mean, but why should she be made to apologize for pointing out a truth?

“You will apologize to Ser Criston and accept whatever punishment your mother and father decree, we will not have you behave this way. You are not Princess of Dragonstone nor Queen yet; you must do as you are told and mind your manners.” The old king crouched as he held her by the shoulders, making sure she was listening to him.

“Yes, grandfather, I won’t do it again.” She repeats, but Aemma doesn’t know if she will mean it after this is over.

----

“What will we do with her?” Laenor asked his wife as Aemma cried quietly facing the corner of their shared solar.

Aemma’s punishment had yet to be decided.

Her being put in a corner was just the preamble of it until they could decide how to make it look like they have punished her severely without doing so.

Neither Rhaenyra nor Laenor physically disciplined their children ---Laenor had too many bad memories of his father hitting him when he discovered his only living son like boys--- and Aemma rarely caused trouble.

Usually a scold would do, but this time people were watching and the Queen’s Party demanded the girl be punished severely. Some , like cousin Borros, even went as far as suggesting they hit her for her insolence.

Everyone seems to forget little Aem is just a girl of ten who already learned her lesson when she was so rudely told she would never have lessons with Helaena again.

“We could send her to your mother. She is at the age she should serve as a cupbearer.” Rhaenyra suggested.

“Please, Rhae, that’s not a punishment, that’s a reward.” Laenor scoffed.

His mother adored Aemma for obvious reasons, and while she did raise him and his sister to be somewhat good people, Laenor knows his parents will encourage her Velaryon Boldness just as they did with him and Laena.

“It will do her good to be outside of Court. Besides, certain ladies believe I am not setting a good example for her and have been very vocal about it.” His wife and friend admitted looking at their crying child.

She was a good mother, emulating hers and his because those were the two examples of motherhood she had, and their four children were growing up to be good sort of children.

If you asked him, they were doing a fine job.

Sure, the three boys with skin as white as cream were not his, but what did it have to matter when he loved them as if they were?

“I suppose you are right; court is not a good place to raise children.” He conceded, Prince Aegon is a clear example of that and he would be damned if he let his children become like that misbegotten brat. “We will send her to my mother as soon as her things are packed and have her publicly apologize to Ser Criston before supper this evening.”

“Gods, of all the people to offend, she had to offend him.” Rhae shook her head already dreading the spectacle they must endure.

[mantabay]

Honestly, you saying that pretty much the only reason why any of Lily’s crappy, drama-mongering videos get popular in the first place is specifically BECAUSE she designs them with ragebaiting people into hatewatching them in mind is one of the most honest things I’ve ever heard a member of her personality cul-I mean audience say. Yes Mantabay, pretty much the entire reason for Lily’s success IS her being an extremely cynical outrage merchant frequently adopting the most contrarian opinions possible TO make people angry at her, and then crying whenever she gets exactly that kind of negative attention she wanted so much to begin with. But, unlike your lies, that’s what makes her videos so painfully BAD to watch and why Lily FAILS so fucking hard as a critic. Because the types of terminally online, anger obsessed rants that she tries to claim are video essays. AREN’T actually appealing to any normal people at all! Hell, even going outside once a MONTH is enough to fucking gate somebody out of the terminally online creeps and bigots that she makes her videos to directly appeal TO!

You’re angry at her for saying Spy x Family is an adorable anime and possibly the best in recent years? That Hamtaro is super cute and everyone should watch it? That it was wrong of Vivziepop to misuse voudou in Hazbin Hotel? That the netflix adaptation of A:TLA butchered a beloved childhood series? That Star Wars has done dirty its characters & actors of color for years? That Turning Red was a very fun movie that nailed its target audience? That SVTFOE had a bad ending? That the Harley Quinn show is as enjoyable as it is a wild ride? That Encanto was a simultaneously cathartic, heartwrenching film? That Pokémon should return to its roots and focus on gameplay more than 4 hours of cutscenes?

Those contrarian, ragebaiting opinions?

None of those are controversial. Those are extremely popular opinions. In fact, so popular that she’s now doing better than MovieBob. This evidently seems to bother you. Her success gets under your skin so much that the only way you can vent your hurt fee fees is to go running after anyone who interacts with her content.

I’ll bet dollars to donuts you’re one of the people who caused her to make her Steven Universe video public again. Your inability to stop frothing at the mouth over her made her money, didn’t it? She gave you the option to just leave her alone and it’d stay privated for good, but you just couldn’t help yourself. You’re that obsessed.

As entertaining as it is to know you hoisted yourself on your own petard this way, unfortunately none of this is going to make its way to your favorite woman in the world. I never make any effort to lead her to my blog, which means you’re screaming nonsense into the void. Isn’t that kind of sad?

Hey, but if you still want attention I can field more of your anonymous asks, since you’re too scared to attach your username to your apparently “normal” and not at all terminally online opinions. I’ll just respond only with the same reaction image over and over. ‘Cause there’s nothing else to say to you that you don’t already know.

[tofu-loverx]

Crystal heart ll chapter 3

chapter 1 / chapter 2 / chapter 4 / chapter 5 / chapter 6 / chapter 7 / chapter 8 / chapter 9 / chapter 10

Note: English is not my native language, so sorry for any spelling errors.

Warnings: nothing.

"Your blessing, you have a visitor... he's in the throne room..."

The guard is breathing hard as he tries hard to deliver the news to you.

"A visitor!?...Who is he!?"

Your angry expression disappeared and was replaced by a surprised expression.

"Yes, I think his name was... Aether..."

The guard raises his hand towards his chin as a sign of thinking.

"what!! Why did he come?! How did he know I was here!?"

The tone of your voice carries a slight worry and fear in its folds.

" I don't know, but from what I heard, he caught him trying to sneak into the palace..."

"what!? where is he now??"

Your tone of voice rose in shock at the news and grabbed the guard by the collar of his shirt tightly.

"Your grace, I told you he's in the throne room..."

The guard flinched at your behavior and his voice trembled.

"ohh.. right..."

You undo his collar and run straight toward the throne room, forgetting about Scara who was standing next to you the whole time.

"Your blessing!!"

Scaramouche calls out your greatness but your ears, don't pick up his voice cause your mind only thinks of the traveler.

The sound of your heels galloping echoes over the silent palace corridors, your long galactic dress hampering your movement, and you think of the worst-case scenario that might happen to a traveler in the presence of Archok cryo. Your beloved character, through whose eyes you have seen the beauty of many places in Teyvat, the poor brother who is looking for his kidnapped sister.

Finally, you reach the hall and the door opens, which made you nervous, you enter and become the focus of everyone's attention, your thick aura covering the place and your eyes falling on a slender body in handcuffs, a yellow-haired head with a long braid and orbs the color of sunbeams. And a ginger head standing next to it.

"Aether..."

With your soft voice saying his name and a sigh of relief from your pink lips as all your fears fade and before you collapse on the cold ground Scaramouche catches you.

Tsaritsa stands from its icy throne and rushes forward to you.

"Your blessing!!"

Her voice was worried about you and your semi-collapsed look that her eyes focused on with concern, everything in her was worried about you.

However, you ignore it and go to Aether...

You stand in front of his kneeling form and his eyes look at your great form, his eyes sparkle with your presence and a smile on his face.

"Your blessing..."

You say with a smile on your face: "How did you know I was here?"

"I followed your aura!!"

His smile was from ear to ear and his cheeks had a slight glow

"Aura of my existence?? how?"

Your questioning tone and your attitude that wants answers makes Aether respond enthusiastically.

"You have always been by my side since I came to Teyvat!! I have always felt you watching me as I go on my travels... You have always helped me defeat powerful monsters, since my sister Lumine was kidnapped I felt sad and empty but your presence made me forget my suffering and my sadness. but..."

Aether lowered his head and continued his words with a sad smile.

"Sometimes I don't feel like you're watching me, maybe because you are the creator of Teyvat and you have more important business than watching me...hhh

So recently your existence completely disappeared for a while and then came back stronger than ever but it was also weird, I didn't feel like you were watching me like you always did, I felt like you were by my side but I couldn't see you or touch you. The feeling was getting stronger in one direction and weakening and disappearing in another and accordingly I followed you."

He ended his words with a shy laugh.

At the beginning of his speech, you did not know what exactly he was talking about, but by the end of the speech I knew that he was talking about your life before entering the game world and his feeling that you were not watching him was due to you closing the game and living your daily life...

You said softly: "So then..."

You are now certain that Aether is not your enemy, and from the expressions on his face that inspired excessive worship, that he would not dare to harm you or even think about the matter...

According to Aether, the others knew that you were observing him before your descent to Teyvat and that you always helped him, but they also did not deny that you were helping them too, according to what they believe.

Now you turn to Archon cryo and say with marked anger:" What would you have done with him, Tsaritsa?"

Tsaritsa says with a calm and respectful expression so as not to get angry, but you notice the redness of her cheeks when she pronounces her name: "I would not have dared to do anything .. without knowing your grace .."

You look at her for a while and then say with a smile: "Well ... and you better not do it, because you will not bear the consequences."

"Of course your grace."

Tsaritsa bows respectfully to you as she answers you.

You redirect your eyes to Tartaglia and point your hand at the ether to free him, he has understood your signal and cut the ropes with a blow of his hydro sword.

Aether is liberated and you open your arms and look at him like a invitation and a gentle smile on your face, hesitating moments before he approaches you, but he finally muster up the courage and embrace you.

Sorry for all the trouble I caused you.

You speak while caressing his head on your warm chest, feeling the warmth of his body.

The ether says while he is in ecstasy: You do not have to apologize, Your grace..

You almost swears that the attention directed to Aether is enough to kill him with jealousy, envy and cravings in his place.

You say: "Can you tell me what is going on in the cities abroad?"

Aether raises his head and turns to look at you and talk.

"Of course your grace , in the days when I passed through the cities they set up sleepless feasts to celebrate the deliverance of the trickster..."

Your eyes are darkened and anger blinds you, and you say:" They celebrate my death..."

Little by little the ground you are standing on freezes and sparks suddenly appear and disappear.

Aether and everyone in the room were so frightened and suffocated due to your powerful aura, that it made some of the guards cough up blood and others faint.

"Your... blessing..."

The sound of Aether slowly fades away from the suffocation and releases you from your anger.

Your aura dissipates and becomes lighter to make breathing easier.

"Sigh, I'm sorry, I think I lost my temper a little..."

You rub your temples gently and your tone of voice is a mixture of anger and shyness.

"You don't have to be blessed... You have the right to be angry..."

Tsaritsa coughs, trying to speak almost constantly.

"Sigh... You're right"

Bring back your usual smile and keep saying.

"I'm going to Liyeu... by myself"

Everyone: "What!!"

Tsaritsa worried: "But your grace, what if these savages hurt you again!!"

Tartalia with a nervous laugh: "That's right, your grace, let me at least accompany you, I will be your knight!!"

Scaramoushe with a very worried expression: "Let me accompany you, I am your blessings!! I will be better than this idiot!!"

Aether: ...

A laugh escapes you and says: "Hahahh, don't worry, I'll wear different, simple clothes and a mask to hide my identity and... I'll be accompanied by Aether so I'll be one hundred percent safe."

The features of Aether changed 180 degrees into happy ones, if it had a tail, it would swing right and left from the intensity of happiness. As for the rest, its features do not bode well at all.

"Come on don't be like that, you'll have a turn soon..."

Try to comfort them as much as possible with a joking tone to create a pleasant atmosphere.

You say:" OK, okay?"

Everyone: "Agree..."

"Ok then I'll go change my clothes and leave"

You turn around happily.

Tsaritsa is calling: "Your grace, wait!! Are you leaving today?"

You are a lake: "Hmm yes, why?"

Tsaritsa: "Ah, don't worry, bye."

Give her a nod and leave the throne room.

****

You wore simple clothes of your choice despite your maid's insistence on choosing them for you in a way that suits you more, but you refused so as not to attract attention.

Your outfit consisted of a short white kimono decorated with indigo bells, long sleeves and ruffles, white thigh high stockings with simple geta shoes and don't forget a mask that hides your venerable identity.

"So, what do you think of my new clothes?"

You say to the maid while looking at your new look in the mirror.

"Whatever you wear will suit your grace."

A small smile formed on her face as she spoke.

"Well...I was expecting this answer from you..."

You say with frustrated features.

"Anyway, Atheer is waiting for me outside, so let's not be late."

You jump to the door and opens it happily.

"Yes your grace."

The maid follows your childish form.

You head towards the exit of the palace and your eyes catch the gentle look of Aether waiting for you at the door.

You walk towards him and say: "Did you wait long?"

He turns towards the voice and says happily: "Your blessing!! No, I didn't wait long."

"Well , shall we go?"

You release a nice smile and walk in front of him.

Aether happily: "Of course!."

You was surprised that Archon Cryo wasn't there and followeds her to say goodbye to you, but you didn't care too much.

Maid: "Your grace!! The mask! ."

You turned around and raised the maid in confusion, but as soon as You saw the mask, I remembered that you did not carry it with you.

"Oh right, I almost forgot, thank you."

You give her a smile and hold the mask, but you don't move, you just look at her and surprise her with a hug.

"I will miss you and your behaviour."

Your eyes fill with tears, but you try not to cry, and the maid is crying for you.

"Be careful your grace."

"Of course, I will be back soon..."

You separates the hug and puts on the mask while turning to Aether and leaving.

****

All the way you were calm and the ether was watching your path very carefully to avoid danger, you were heading to Archon Geo city first as you wish. Aether had expected that the journey would be tiring and harsh, and that you would have to go camping at night, or stay in the Wangshu Inn, but why the surprise?, and the Teyvat maker himself walked with him.

You were not attacked by monsters, and he did not have to search for food in case of hunger, and the road was not as bumpy and tiring as usual, in the normal case you would have arrived in two days or more, but oh, you arrived in less than a day.

The city gate of Liyue greeted you in the bustle of festivities, children played and ran in the streets, men performed entertaining and danced performances, and the streets were decorated with orange, red and yellow lamps.

You walked into the crowd, holding Aether's hand to avoid parting, and saw a familiar person.

"Morax!"

You said angrily and tightened your grip on the hand of Aether unconsciously.

Aether turned to see why you were angry and saw Zhongli sitting at one of the tables watching the shows.

Aether whispered in your ear:" Your grace, please calm down! ...Zhongli might sense your aura!!"

His words calmed you down a little, but not enough.

"Sigh...let's go on..."

"Yes your grace."

You turned to Aether and said in annoyance:" Call me by my name in public."

"But... your grace..."

His tone is hesitant and confused.

"Do you want me to be discovered?"

Although he cannot see your features, your disturbed voice draws your disturbed and gentle face in his mind.

"Okey, your grace,... I mean ...(y/n)..."

His cheeks turned red and he covered his face with both hands as he spoke.

"So better!"

Suddenly the crowd started to get more excited and the dancing became more lively, and this split you up in the crowd.

Aether extends his hand and shouts: (Y/N)!!

You also reach out your hand hard and shout: "Aether!!"

You are among the energetic residents of Liyue, and if your mask now falls, your death here and now, you saunter through the crowds hoping to find aether again and meet him, and fall down with excessive movement.

Whenever you try to stand while holding the mask for fear of falling, the crowd keeps moving and pushes you to the ground, until you were carried by strong arms and the smell of incense stuck to his clothes and his calm eyes that looked at your little body and pulled him out of the crowd.

"put me down!!"

You yelled at him and kept moving to leave you until he put you on one of the restaurant tables outside.

As soon as he put you on the chair, you stood up nervously and walked saying: "Thanks for nothing..."

Zhongli didn't like your rudeness and wondered if he had done something wrong to you before and forgot.

"It's not polite to be rude to someone who just saved you."

You stopped and turned around.

"It is also not polite to harm an innocent person."

Your tone is laden with all the bad memories Morax, Barbaros and Raiden Shogun left you, the characters you used to love and stayed up nights trying to get.

Morax's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"

You turned to leave while you said:" Look in the past and you will find the answer."

Everything that happened to you and all the bad days that passed you are from the past despite the saying (forgive the past and set it free), but your soul will not die in peace until you take revenge on the evil of revenge on everyone who hurt you.

Because the past is the strength of the dead and the present is made by the living The future is drawn by the greats, and you are the greatest of the greats.

Before you let Zhongli, he's grab your wrist.

Morax said with apparent anger:" Who are you!?"

Yelling at him with even greater anger: "None of your business, let me go!!"

Zhongli remains silent and stares at you despite the mask, but you feel him as if he is staring into your soul, his hand getting close to the mask to reveal your identity.

You are afraid of what will happen if the mask is removed and you are afraid that those bad memories will come back.

Your heart is beating fast and strong, and your body is starting to tremble. These behaviors are not from Morax's manners, so why?? ...

With only inches left to hold the mask, you closed your eyes in fear and prayed for your powers to be activated at this moment, even though you might risk drawing attention.

"Hey, Zhongli, what are you doing with this cute girl?"

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[eunoiaastralwings]

featuring haldir

fandom tolkien the lord of the rings

a/n birthday special. love you mellon nin! :)

The soft kisses woke her up and it tickled the skin on the elleth's neck.

“Haldir...”

She giggled and tried to push him away— but she had to admit it was nice to be woken up by those soft kisses.

“Happy birthday, meleth nin" he whispered.

His voice sent shivers down her spine.

The elleth's eyes opened and his aqua deep colored eyes was the first thing she saw.

She smiled sweetly at him— admiring him too with a gentle caress of her hands on his face.

“Thank you.”

Elves didn't normally celebrate birthdays after a certain age, but Haldir wanted to wish it his beloved — especially after learned she never celebrated it before, even in the elleth's little elfling years.

Her parents were taken by orcs and she didn't ever see the need to celebrate it.

Haldir wanted to give his beloved wife everything he possibly could— to make up for the times when she had nothing and no one by her side.

He stroked her dark skin— admiring how the morning sun glowed on it.

The marchwarden placed a kiss on her forehead and helped her up from the bed.

“Please wear that red dress and come meet me outside.”

The elleth frowned at her husband but still agreed to his words.

The dress she wore when she first met the marchwarden and he had saved her from an orc— while she was out collecting flowers.

Haldir kissed her softly and get her go.

Before—at the time they were courting— Haldir only wished her a joyous day and spend the day with her.

This year— his wife's first birthday after their marriage— he wanted to make it memorable

Thankfully Orophin and Rúmil understood and finally baked a good cake— after failing incredibly the first 3 or 4 times.

Haldir was scared his brothers would set fire to Lothorien!

But in the end they finally had it and even took the liberty to decorate it for their sister in law— who had became more like their mother over the past millenia.

Haldir sighed in relief when he saw his brothers had set the table perfectly and stroked the necklace in his hand.

It would him many times to get it right— but he had done it in the end and make it into a necklace with a bow and arrow.

His marchwarden skills couldn't help in craft making but in the end he had it perfect.

“What's that?"

Asked Rúmil.

“It's a heart” Orophin said.

Haldir saw Rúmil frowning oddly at the cake.

“That does not look like a heart, brother.”

“That is a heart!”

Haldir sighed into his hand.

“What is it?”

He asked and looked at the cake.

“Brother, look, it's a heart!”

Orophin presented the top of the cake he decorated to Haldir.

Haldir raised an eyebrow at the

oddly shaped figure on the top of the cake.

“That's not a heart.”

Haldir confirmed.

Rúmil laughed.

“See? I told you, brother. Looks know like a oddly slashed “”

“I like it though! I think it's very pretty, Orophin. Thank you!”

The elleth had heard the argument as she entered.

The brothers was too focused in analyzing the Orophin heart (?) to notice her coming.

Orophin flushed a bit.

“Thank you, gwathel” (sister).

“This looks beautiful.”

The elleth was pleasantly surprised.

“I am happy you like it, meleth.”

“Gwathel, please blow out the candles— because I'm very tempted to do it myself.”

Haldir send his youngest a half glare as his wife laughed.

“Well, why won't you all blow it out with me?”

The elleth suggested happily.

“If you would like that, meleth “”

“I would love that, husband.”

She held Haldir's hand as all four of them leaned into blowout the candles.

Rúmil and Orophin quickly clapped.

“Time to eat! We put so much work into this we are starving.”

Haldir shook his head and his brothers dove in to eat the cake.

His elleth leaned up on her tippy toes and kisses his cheek.

“Thank you for this.”

“You're welcome, my dearest wife.”

Haldir came behind his wife and clasped the shiny gold necklace around her neck.

She gasped at how lovely it looked.

“Oh Haldir!"

She said and touched the necklace around her neck.

“Do you like it?”

He asked a little shy.

“I love it! I love it all!”

She said and pulled him into a chaste kiss.

This was one of the very few times Haldir did not care if or not his brother saw and wouldn't let him live it down—right now he wanted to make sure his elleth had the perfect day.

[poisoned-peppermint]

Part 4 of incorrect quotes because i feel obligated to make more due to the sheer number of people who liked it

Dream: My dearest beloved fuckos, is a fun, gender-neutral way to begin a speech

George: See also, esteemed bastards

Bad: Gentlefolk, Ferals, and Domesticated cryptids. 

Sapnap: My fellow yees and haws

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Techno:Hey I know skyrim is revered as a classic but are we just going to ignore the fact that the entire game only had like 3 voice actors

Wilbur:Stop right there criminal cum

Techno:My ancestors are smiling at me, bastard, can you say the same

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Foolish:When's your bedtime :)

Purpled: Whenever I next collapse in purely up to the gods

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Ranboo:Human skin is a fursuit for skeletons 

Tubbo: i’m going to debone you like a fucking trout

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Bad:You’re enough

Bad: love yourself!!!!!!! or suffer my wrath!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dream:And by wrath I mean love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bad:no I mean wrath!!!!! You reading this, if you don't love yourself I’ll beat you with a stick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Bad:I hope everyone is today well! And tomorrow!!!! After that you’re on your own.

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Bad:what am I supposed to do all day while you’re at work

Skeppy:I don’t know, what do you normally do while I’m gone

Bad: wait for you to get back

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Velvet:For my next stunt, I’ll wake up at 5am on the day I can sleep in

Ant:Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.

Velvet:Early to bed and early to rise makes me a massive bitch

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Tubbo: 3:23 AM make a wish

Ranboo: I wish that you would go to sleep

Tuddo: Yeah well I wish I grew an inch taller every day as you get an inch shorter until you’re as flat as as a piece of paper and I’m 11 feet tall

Ranboo: You’re going to die of a mixture of skeletal instability and heart disease.

Tubbo: Yeah but I’ll look good while doing it.

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Bad:Disrespect me again and I’ll determine your bodies resonant frequency and play a jaunty horn solo that boils your miserable organs inside out 

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Quackity: If I were dating you?  Well, heh. Let’s just say horses wouldn't be called horses anymore

Karl: hey what the honk does this mean…..I’m shaking what does this mean!

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Skeppy: Are you ok?

Bad wrapped in a burrito blanket drinking his 6th cup of coffee: Yes, this is exactly what mental stability looks like

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Sam: My hands are cold

Ponk: *holds their hands*

Ponk: better?

Sam: My lips are cold too

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George at dream’s funeral: can I have a moment alone with them?

Sapnap: of course *leaves*

George leaning over dream’s casket: Now listen, I know you’re not dead.

Dream: yeah no shit

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Skeppy, jokingly: I should have Bad kill you for that.

Bad, peering around the corner: Who do I need to kill?

Skeppy: Wh- no, I was just kidding around.

Bad, pulling out a switchblade: No, who’s bothering you

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Bad *watching the news*: Some idiot tried to fight a squid at the aquarium.

Skeppy *covered in ink*: Maybe the squirt was being a dick.

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Peacock: *spreads feathers at Bad*

Skeppy: It’s trying to attract a mate

Bad, extremely confused: *shyly lifts top*

Skeppy: No!

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Sapnap: Karl, do you eat olives? My dad wants to know

Karl: No, I hate olives. Olives are the spawn of satan. I hate olives so much my mom forced me to live in Mount olive for the rest of my childhood as a curse from the olive gods. Do you understand how much olives have ruined my life? I'm so offended that you asked me that have some consideration for people who have been abused by olives please!

Sapnap: K A R L ……….they’re just olives!!?

Karl: JUST OLIVES EXCUSE!

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Tommy: If you’re bored you can simply close your eyes and rotate a cow in your mind. It’s free and the cops can’t stop you

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Wilbur: is there anyone even named sheldon irl?

Tubbo: my class turtle from 6th grade :)

Wilbur: that’s a turtle

Tubbo: When god sings with his creations, will a turtle not be part of the choir?

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Ranboo: No bcuz why do ppl like salad?? What’s so good about it

Tubbo: chew leaf like god intended

Ranboo: No

Tubbo: Abandon god and see what he does next time you lift your hands in prayer

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Tommy: Guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.

Wilbur, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.

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Quackity: So according to the cease and desist order I got, apparently you can’t ‘legally’ be a lawyer if your license is ‘cut out of a cereal box’.

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Puffy: If you had too, what would you give up food or sex?

Bad: Sex.

Skeppy: Seriously, answer faster.

Bad: I’m sorry honey, when they said sex I wasn’t thinking about sex with you.

Skeppy: It’s like a giant hug.

Puffy: Ant, what about you? What would you give up sex or food?

Ant: Food.

Puffy: Okay, how about sex or dinosaurs?

Ant: ……...Oh my God it’s like the movie Sophie’s Choice.

Gumi: What about you Velvet? What would you give up sex or food?

Velvet: Oh… um… I don’t know, it’s too hard.

Gumi: No, you gotta pick one.

Velvet: Um, food… no, sex… no, food…sex… food. Ugh! I don’t know! I want both! I- I want Antfrost on bread!

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Tommy, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.

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Bad: Why are you guys acting like this?

Boomer: Oh, we’re not acting. We really are like this.

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Techno: Dream has only knocked me out three times this week. Our friendship is really developing.

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Tommy: You’re pathetic!

Wilbur: You’re pathetic-er!

Techno: You’re both losers.

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Bad: I wish I could help you, but I shorn’t.

Skeppy: Bad, please!

Bad: What part of shorn’t don’t you understand?

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Tubbo: Why did you leave Wrestlemania on for Michal?

Ranboo: They need to learn how to protect us.

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Antfrost: I regret getting dragged into your heterosexual tomfoolery.

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Bad: Strawberry milk doesn’t taste like strawberry OR milk.

Skeppy: Go the fuck to sleep Bad!

Bad: LANGUAGE!!

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Ranboo: Tubbo, please calm down.

Tubbo: I asked for two large fries!

Tubbo: *dumps fries onto table*

Tubbo: But all they did was give me a MILLION FUCKING LITTLE ONES!

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Bad: That was the worst throw ever. Of all time.

Skeppy: Not my fault. Somebody put a wall in the way.

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Wilbur: When you’ve been on the internet for as long as I have, you develop thick skin.

Tommy: Navy blue isn’t your color.

Wilbur: Navy blue brings out my eyes you prick! *Chases after Tommy*

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Bad: *Pulls a glass a water from out of nowhere*

Puffy: Where did you get that?.

Bad: My pocket.

Puffy: How do you keep a glass of water in your pocket?

Bad: Skills.

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Tubbo: I will come to your house after work and knock on your window at 11 AM. You will not open the curtains, knowing full well what awaits you, but the knocking only grows louder, more demanding. Finally it stops, your ears ringing. You nervously let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. You're safe now. Minutes pass by and you start to relax. And then you hear a knock at the front door. Like before, you stay still and clutch the blankets around you. You try to tell your self that it's just your imagination. Maybe the milk man? But why would he come so late? Everyone else was asleep, save for Naomi who was playing video games down stairs. To your relief, the knocking stops after a few. Minutes and you breath easy once more. Until you hear a knock on your bedroom door. You don't move. It's just your imagination. She isn't here. She can't be here. You tell yourself, shutting your eyes and willing yourself to sleep. The knock comes again, but with horror you realize that it came from the closet inside your room. You know that you have no choice. You get up, climbing out of bed with shaking limbs. You walk to the closest, trembling, and holding back the tears threatening to spill over your porcelain cheeks. You hesitate with your hand over the closet handle. Maybe it's just your imagination? She's not really there. You can go to sleep and laugh it off in the morning. Your naive thoughts are cut off by another, more demanding knock on the closet door, inches from your face. You know what you have to do. You open the closet door, and there she stands. Chuck e cheese, the mouse looms over you in the dim light. It's soulless eyes boor into you. It raises its arms, and you flinch as it begins to floss at lightning speed. Tears spill over your cheeks. This is the last thing you'll ever see.

Ranboo: Wait, Chuck e cheese’s pronouns are she/her? Trans Chuck e cheese? Good for her.

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Bad: Would you like something to drink? *They opened the fridge* We have water, milk, juice, spiders, Dr. Pepper-

Quackity: Spiders?

Bad: Spiders it is then.

Quackity: No, that wasn’t-

*But they were already pouring him a brimming glass of spiders…

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Puffy : Make her pussy wet not her eyes.

Velvet : Make his dick hard not his life.

Punz : Break her bed not her heart.

Skeppy : Play with his boobs not his feelings. 

Ant : Get on his dick not his nerves.

Bad : Always salt your pasta while boiling it.

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Wilbur: Bet you can’t eat 15 crayons!

Tommy: Bet you I can!

Phil: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*

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Ant: We need a way to lure in new customers?

Ponk: Maybe we could have some fun, interactive events!

Skeppy: Badboyhalo bath water.

Bad: ABSOLUTELY NOT!

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Fundy: GET BACK HERE YOU DUMB FUCK!

Wilbur: LET ME RUN FROM THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS!

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Bad: Mint is just cold spicy.

Pummel party Squad: …

Gumi: What the actual fuck is wrong with you.

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Quackity: Isn’t it amazing how I can feel so bad and still look so good?

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Tommy: Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I’m eating dirt?

Phil:

Phil: Why are you eating dirt?

Tommy: Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so answer my question.

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Tubbo: I wish I could control wasps and bees to sting my enemies.

Quackity: You’re too young to have enemies.

Tubbo: You don’t even know.

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Skeppy: Is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Puffy: What’s up your ass this morning!

Bad: *walks in* …Hi!!

Puffy: Hmm… nevermind.

Skeppy: WAIT NO!

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Skeppy: Ha! Don’t you know the trappers trap can trap the trapper?

Skeppy: I must be losing it, I’m quoting Bad.

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Skeppy: Bad, I sense hostility.

Bad: Good, because I hate you

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Bad: Are you a painting?

Skeppy: What-?

Bad: Because I want to pin you to a wall.

Skeppy: OH GOD I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY YOU WANTED TO HANG ME OR SOMETHING-

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Tommy: You’re giving me a sticker?

Phil: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!”

Tommy: I’m not a preschooler.

Phil: Fine, I’ll take it back-

Tommy: I earned this, back off!

~~~~~~

Dream, sweating: George, there’s something I need to ask you-

George: Finally! You’re proposing!

Dream: How’d you know?

George: Dream, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

George: I even picked it up once

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*Bad and Skeppy looking at a locked gate into a park*

Bad: Aw. :(

Skeppy: You know what they say.

Bad: Please don’t-

Skeppy: BE GAY DO CRIME! *hops gate*

Bad: Frick-

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let me know if ya’ll want more <3

[bunglebees]

poly!bakusquad x reader -- skate dates!!

roller skating!! 

minA MY BELOVED

THE ROLLERSKATE QUEEN

she is a disco queen at the rink!! full fit, so are denki & ei because they DESPERATELY want the aesthetic

“babes you GOTTA dress up like it’s the 80s PLEASE”

kat & hanta wear windbreakers that mina lets them borrow

kat doesn’t complain because he’s whipped

if you don’t dress yourself, mina is dressing you

she helps everyone if they need help with their skates and has her very own!!

denki and hanta are not very good at staying upright on rollerskates . hanta is way better on roller blades & usually breaks his out if he knows they’re going

denki is just very bad at it lmao but it’s cute bc he holds onto ppl’s shirts

katsuki is actually pretty good. he’s very fluid with his motions but you can tell he doesn’t do it very often

eijirou is only able to skate in straight lines :) if he tries to move any other way he’s doing the splits & lemme tell u mans is Not Flexible

flexibility rating: 1. hanta; 2. mina & denki (tied and both equally flexible but in different ways); 3. katsuki; 4. eijirou

eiji wants to hold your hand please and thank you!! he will tell u stories abt his moms taking him skating when he was a kid, although it was usually ice skating (which he sucks at)

katsuki is good at going fast but bad at stopping, so if he decides to blast off you’re not seeing him again bc he’ll keep going </3 godspeed 

hanta & mina are doing the dirty dancing pose & it’s actually really good. ends shortly tho bc hanta isn’t used to these skates and holy shit we’re falling

mina looks very 👀 in her outfit and keeps stealing glances @ u to wink 😳

skate boarding!!

that’s denki ^

like i said in my other post, he eats shit a lot even though he’s really good

little things trip him up. a tiny twig & he’s in the grass

knows how to fall now! thank u hanta very sexy

hanta is skater GOD because he was in that scene in middle school  

kiri is also very good because he was edgy in middle school too, but he mainly got into it bc that brunet kid that was definitely his bf was like “bro u would be great at skating since u can just harden if u fall!” & eiji was like ur right cute boy telling me what to do i will do that :)

mina likes to sk8 but it isn’t her strong suit. she has a lot of multicolor penny boards tho!! she’d prefer to rollerskate alongside everyone <3 she can do a kickflip tho & thinks that’s sexy of her. she is right

katsuki is almost skater god like hanta, but he’s definitely more skateboard while hanta is more longboard

he likes to skate fast!! he name is marty mcfly williams & he is about to bomb this master hill :)

katsuki does NOT fall. no one has ever seen him fall. by the grace of skate gods he doesn’t fall in front of anyone but if he’s alone? his legs are broken

hanta wants you on his longboard with him. his hands are in your pockets <3

if you try to get on denki’s board with him he suddenly can’t skate and will send you both flying

same for kiri but at least he can protect you </3 

mina & kat do not allow passengers because they want you alive

mina DESPERATELY wants sk8 group pics (in any situation she wants group pics, but everyone co-ords their outfits for sk8 nights & it’s swaggy)

she convinced everyone to wear a color for pride in june when skating & posted it on the first :3 

kiri - red, kat - orange, denki - yellow (givens. they will not give up their colours no matter how many times anyone asks, but will trade with each other)

you, mina, and hanta will usually pick the color that they have the best outfit for & works around everyone else. sero likes mina in green because he thinks it looks really nice with her skin tone so she likes to wear green for him, but usually opts for purple or blue. hanta also looks very nice in green <3

denki puts his multicolored band-aids on everyone even if they’re not hurt & kisses it <3

ice skating!!

eijirou: i’ve seen yuri on ice this will be easy :)

eijirou: eats shit immediately

katsuki and eijirou can NOT do it they simply cannot they’re awful. kiri can stand up but that’s it. kat can’t do it

if you’re good at ice skating PLEASE help them

also??? if you’re a figure skater??? they are drooling holy FUCK you look hot!! didn’t know u could bend like that 😳

mina is pretty good at it, but denki and hanta are the best outta these five

denki looks SO pretty on ice skates & hanta is just a natural

hanta: oh i thought,,, yeah i thought this was gonna be like roller skating lmao

mina is racing denki and he’s winning in speed but she’s used to dancing so she’s more agile than him

katsuki is CLINGING to you but he is LOOKING AWAY

hanta manages to pspsps kiri out further & is teaching him how to stand on the skates but he keeps flailing & hanta keeps trying to catch him for some reason even though he always brings him down

it’s okay tho they’re laughing so hard in a pile on the ice its very cute

katsuki is grumbling about it being too cold for him to move properly. it’s okay sweetie just say ur old <3 go sit in the stands w ur hot choccy <3

he isn’t going to admit that he can’t do it but he will let you drag him around. is a very quick learner and manages to at least get the movement of his feet down

everyone huddles together when taking a break & have some hot choccy & soft pretzels 

kami manages to attract a figure skater and everyone immediately goes 🦍 but instead she just starts to teach him some simple tricks and?? he is very good at it and 👀 he’s very flexible so,,

hanta and mina are Next To Him because they Also Want To Learn

if you can figure skate they’d prefer a more hands-on lesson tho ;)

oh man i want to skate with them :(( -- cricket

[hyperfixationtimego]

which is your favorite ship of each Danganronpa?

HAHA OH WHAT AN ASK

I yearn so much,,,,,,,too much perhaps

Because of this, my ships make no sense <3 yes I will be attempting to explain, but no they will not be coherent in the slightest <3

Trigger Happy Havoc

Favorite Ship: Makuwata (Makoto Naegi/Leon Kuwata)

OKAY SO-

When I first began playing danganronpa, Leon was INSTANTLY my favorite character. Call it the punk aesthetic, or the voice, or the bright colors, or the emotionally-driven personality; I just thought he was neat ❤️

Because the first interaction he has is with Makoto, it sort of solidified in my heart during his introduction! Introvert x extrovert ship dynamic my beloved,,,,,,

And I just think that Leon calling Makoto his “soulmate” is pretty poggers. Like the man really did have to consciously choose that word!!!!! And he did!!!!! + Makoto being patient with him and the whole “still, I think it’s impossible for me to hate him” just makes me [flappy hands] because god I kin that punk dumbass SO MUCH so I simply would like for Makoto to givb him a little kissy. just a little smooch on the cheek :)

Goodbye Despair

Favorite Ship: Komahina (Nagito Komaeda/Hajime Hinata)

I will be honest, the fact that I like this ship at all is mind-boggling to me. It is literally the ONLY protag/antag ship that I enjoy!!!

But, see, I think the main reason I like it is because Nagito never seems actively malicious during the main game (aside from chapter 4, but even then, he’s not being actively malicious towards Hinata. A lot of people misconstrue his behavior, I think, as being harsh and cruel, when in reality what’s happening is that he simply isn’t worshipping Hinata anymore. He’s being actively cruel towards the rest of the Ultimates, but we actually see him talk about how he and Hinata are pretty similar.

He’s not being a jerk during chapter 4. He’s been genuinely shaken to his core because of the horrific discovery of the fact that these people he cares about, these people he’s spent so much time with, these people he considers his friends, even if they don’t like him, are, in actuality, the personification of the only thing in this world he truly, and utterly, DESPISES.)

Nagito my beloved,,,,,,,ugh he is so Mentally ill™️ ❤️ (I SAY THIS AS A MENTALLY ILL PERSON ASKJDMSDN DON’T KILL ME) There’s also so much queercoding!!!! Of his character!!!!!! They really had him say the romantic I love you to Hajime,,,,,,,they really gave him and Mikan the solidarity during chapter 3!!!!!

And don’t even get me started on the fucking tragedy of him existing at all!!! It fucking hurts!!!! He’s so ashamed of everything about himself!!! He hides the fact that he’s sick and lonely!!! He’s afraid of dying alone!! He’s afraid of people not caring about him, but it’s essentially a self-fulfilling prophecy because of how hard he tries to push people away!

So long story short I just think Hinata would see this man and go “I could fix him. But first I’m gonna kick his teeth in.”

Ultra Despair Girls

Favorite Ship: Tokomaru/Syomaru (Toko Fukawa/Komaru Naegi/Genocide Jill)

YES I know this one is a bit of a cheat out, but I wanted to include them anyway!!!! Toko getting the love and appreciation she deserves???? Toko recovering from being continuously abused and ignored????? Her and Jill as a system being given the respect they BOTH deserve???? FUCK ME UP UGH

Blease,,,,,,Toko and Jill choosing Komaru over Togami,,,,,like canonically??? I’M OBSESSED

And Komaru’s little “Thank God I met Toko!” Voice line fucks ❤️

Also Toko 🤝 Jill

getting their girlfriend’s name wrong on purpose solidarity

Killing Harmony

Favorite Ship: I HAVE TWO FOR THIS GAME BECAUSE IT SLAPS SO HARD!!!! They’re Saimota (Shuichi Saihara/Kaito Momota) and Gontaguuji (Gonta Gokuhara/Korekiyo Shinguuji)

My explanation for saimota is literally just the canon game ❤️

ALSJSLSJD I’M JOKING BUT THEY’RE LITERALLY SO FRUITY /POS

and the love hotel scene,,,,,,,oh my god. “Nobody has ever made me want to stay in one place for so long.” said no straight man ever and “I understand, Kaito. I hold the key to your heart, but…” and also HOW SHUICHI LITERALLY FORGETS WHERE HE IS WHEN KAITO CLOSES THE DISTANCE BETWEEN THEM. HE TALKS ABOUT HOW KAITO IS SO CLOSE AND LOWKEY PANICS BECAUSE OF IT. TRY AND TELL ME THESE FUCKERS ARE STRAIGHT I DARE YOU. I DARE YOU.

personally,,,,,I believe they are underrated ❤️ another extrovert x introvert masterpiece, this time with the added benefit of best friends to lovers!!!!!!! PLEASE I love them so much oh my GOD

As for Gontaguuji,,,,,,,,heheh

traumatized bastard x traumatized sweetheart

They complement each other SO WELL and the fact that they have basically no canon interactions aside from Hair-Raising Panic is fucking CRIMINAL ❤️

Gonta having been raised by wolves is a rare anthropological opportunity for Kiyo!! Of COURSE Kiyo would go out of their way to interact with him and learn more!!!

Gonta is also a huge softie!!! Just a big ol’ affectionate lug!!! Literally everything that Korekiyo has never experienced before; straight up just a man that would put Kiyo’s well-being before anything else 😭

And Kiyo is extremely intelligent, literate, and patient! Like straight up please just imagine Gonta going up to Kiyo because he’s one of the smartest people Gonta knows and being like 🥺👉👈 “can Kiyo teach Gonta how to be smart? Gonta not want to be idiot….” And Kiyo sitting with him and explaining that he’s not stupid, it’s just that he’s a product of a society that is too impatient to appreciate the ways in which Gonta is actually able to express his intelligence.

THINK ABOUT THAT FOR TWO SECONDS AND TELL ME YOU DON’T THINK THEY’D BE GOOD FOR ONE ANOTHER

[ghostmary]

hello hello requesting deancas rollerskating date :3

deancas rollerskating date! don't remember where the vibes came from for this one, but i'm going to write it, for you my beloved cherry-vamp <3

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When Dean was 4, his mom took him to the Kansas State Fair. 

Sammy stayed home with Dad. 

Dean remembers feeling a vicious sense of satisfaction over that, over that one. When the baby cried, when Dad yelled, when Mom wouldn’t hold his hand because she was too busy balling her fists up, until her knuckles were white. It was better when it was just the two of them. 

“Dean. Are we supposed to share this? I think it’s almost finished.”

Dean blinks, looks down at the bright blue slushie Cas asked if they could share. “Huh?” He looks up at Dean. And it feels like he’s looking up because there’s blue light behind him in a halo that seems to poke holes through his hair. His eyes are the same color, staring out at Dean. 

“I was about to finish our drink.” Our. That feels meaningful, doesn’t it? 

His voice comes out even more gravelly than Cas’. “Yeah. Yeah, sure, it’s all yours. That much food coloring is going to make you sick, though, you know. Turn you into Violet Beauregarde.” He smiles. 

“I don’t think it will. There’s a reason this vessel held me for so long. It’s very strong.” Cas nods, slightly, too serious. 

Dean’s eyes lock onto his lips. They’re pink and full, tilted slightly up with his chin. Pretty lips. Prettier than he probably even knows, Cas doesn’t pick up aesthetic attraction. He looks on the inside. 

Dean picks up attraction. He picks it up very well. “You wanna hit the rink?” 

“I’d be glad to.” Cas reaches over and folds Dean’s hand in his own. His brow furrows. “My first skating experience.” 

God. He can’t breathe like this. “You’re going to like the couples skate,” he manages to say, pushing away from the table they’d been sitting at. Carelessly, Cas throws the cup away. 

“We’ll fit in, then,” Cas says, stumbling over one of his feet as he tries to push away from the wall. 

Dean’s pretending he’s not anxious, wondering where Sam is. Cas grabs onto him twice just skating over to the entrance. It sure is a distraction. His hands are always a goddamned distraction. Whether they’re pressing half moon nail marks in his back or closing on someone’s neck-

Dean’s skating gets too stiff and he pushes himself to let loose a little. “Oh, come on, Cas. Do better.” 

“Dean, this is- this is that music you like.” Cas white knuckles the side of the rink. 

It’s Taylor Swift. Debut album. Like a little bit of light emerging from the cracks in a doorway, Dean starts smiling. So much in him, only a little bit put out to be seen. 

Cas sees it. The particular way he has, perceptive and good enough to strip Dean naked. Metaphorically. “Do you want me to ask them to put on your Britney Spears? I doubt you could skate over to the song booth without falling over.” 

Cas scowls, pushing his hair behind his ears. Christ. And he’s taken off the trenchcoat, too. Dean’s in hot water. “I can do this.” Stubbornly, he lets go of Dean’s hand and pushes away from the wall. 

It’s not smooth, by any means, but it’ll do. Dean does some glide thing- he doesn’t know, the only reason he’s any good is because roller skating was the thing of the month, dating in high school in the winter seasons. 

“Nice focus. Make sure to look up sometimes,” Dean teases.  

“If I look up,” Cas says through gritted teeth, “My feet won’t go where I want them to.” 

Just for fun, Dean closes his eyes. Skates blind. 

Sightless, he can feel everything. The hair tickling the back of his neck. A bit of damp sweat on his arms, all the way through his body. He’s missed shit like this, where it pulls him back down to Earth. 

Cas is still trying the funny little push-glide thing, making his way over to Dean. “Did I ever tell you about the time I went to a place like this and forgot my shoes?” Dean asks. 

“No. Dean, would you-” 

Without blinking, he laces their fingers together and keeps telling his story. “It was my birthday. I was turning- I don’t know, 11? 12? Not old at all, in the grand scheme. Had this girlfriend, Fiona, and she asked her mom if they could take me to the bowling alley for the day.” 

He toes the ground to slow down, conscious of how careful Cas is trying to be. “I had never been bowling before. I didn’t have any money. I don’t think I had even gone out for my birthday since I was 6 or something.” 

Cas’ face falls still and he slows down even more, pulling Dean over to the wall. “She’s just taught me how to bowl. I’ve gotten my first strike, eaten half of a large pizza, and I’m asking for ice cream,” he says, all quiet now that he’s close to Cas’ ear. 

“I walk out of there with bowling shoes on.” 

They must make a funny pair. Cas has taken the trenchcoat off but he still looks so- fuck, Dean thinks he’s beautiful. Christ. “The pretty girl working the bowling alley yelled at her boyfriend to get me back there before I ran off with them for good.” Dean chuckles. The lights around the room feel like 4 AM lights, but it’s only late afternoon. Plenty of time for the pleased feeling in his chest to wear off in time for his nightly sleeplessness. 

“Fiona started crying. Her mom pretended they didn’t know me. And that is the story of how I got dumped the first time.” 

Cas leans to put his cheek on Dean’s shoulder. There’s a buzz in the air. He feels uncontrollable. He would be reckless, but Cas has spent all this time out on the rink and he’s latched on to Dean. It wouldn’t be- he wouldn’t like himself if he just let him go. 

“My first date was with you,” Cas tells him. 

Dean plays with his fingers. “Jesus Christ. Heaven should have unlimited hot chicks for their angels to date.” Cas’ eyebrows rise. 

Dean shrugs. “Guess it’s my job to be your hot chick, then.” 

“Thank you for taking me here.” 

“I shoulda got you flowers. A nice bouquet. I shoulda introduced you to a steakhouse somewhere.” He steals a glance at Cas. 

“It’s enough that it’s just the two of us, I believe.” 

A dangerous creakiness enters Dean’s chest. Yeah, it’s the two of them. He’s finally fuckin’ got someone who wants just the two of them. 

[lachimolala-is-love-and-life]

ROYAL DESTINY

<< Prologue   02>>

Genre: Historical!Au, Fantasy!Au, Empereor!Au  Romance, Smut, Angst

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader/ Yoongi ( Daewchita version) x Reader

Characters: Princess!Reader, Empereor!Yoongi, Daewchita!Yoongi, Merchant!Jin, Soldier!Jungkook, Adviser!Namjoon, Servant!Jimin, Servant!Taehyung, Traveller!Hoseok

Summary: Many emperors have led the people of the Joseon Empire, who are considered bloody tyrants and who are great guides for their people. This story telks about of two twin brothers heirs to the throne of the empire whose first noble blood ready to risk his life for a bright future, next to his beloved. The second of toxic blood, ready to condemn to death anyone who can turn against his path.

CHAPTER ONE

4 years later

In the last four years the two brothers grew up and soon reached the fourth year of age. But despite having the same age, the same appearance that made them look like two drops of water (except for the different color of hair), the parents along with the servants of the royal palace noticed a particular difference: the character.

If Yoongi was considered a fallen and cheerful child, Agust was unmanageable and capricious. If Yoongi was considered as good as a piece of bread, Agust was considered immature, perhaps almost bad.

They seem the opposite of each other, the Yin and the Yang, despite their incredible resemblance.

There was probably so much insecurity inside him or so much fear of not being his brother’s height as his father gave more attention to what was considered the heir to the throne.

The mother tried to share the same amount of love with both of them. She didn’t care who wore the crown and who didn’t. In fact, when she could spend free time with her children, she took them to play outside the city walls, where there was a lush hill.

And this is where they find today on a wonderful spring day. The queen sat on a fine cloth to avoid soiling her embroidered dress, while the heads of her children lay on her knees, intent on listening to her mother reading them a book.

For a moment the small family seemed to forget every problem, as if court life did not exist.

The quiet is immense and any kind of problem seems to evaporate.

"The knight approached his beloved princess to exchange a loving kiss. And they lived happily ever after," the queen read to the two children.

"Mother, what is a kiss?" little Yoongi asked.

"My love. A kiss is a gesture of love who two people who love share to each other so much. Many times a kiss is worth a thousand words because you go to tell your beloved all the affection you feel for him or her" she explained.

Yoongi looked up to her mother with admiration. She always wanted to have her wisdom and intelligence. But his thoughts out interrupted by his brother.

"Mother but it’s stupid. Why should a kiss be worth more? We have so much money. Surely love cannot be worth more."

"Oh my little Agust. I’ll tell you something. Many times you want to have someone close to you that you love instead of wealth. If I had to choose between your father and our kingship. Trust me, little one. I would have run away with him already"

"But mother... it doesn’t make sense. With money you can buy everything. Even love" said little Agust with a pout.

"Honey... when you will meet someone to sacrifice anything, you will can understand"

Yoongi was listening carefully and a question popped up in his head.

"Mom, is that what’s gonna happen when Aunt Deiji’s baby comes?"

"Yoongs, I’m glad you think she is your aunt, but remember, the little girl she’s carrying is gonna have to marry one of you. And about Aunt Deiji. Look who’s coming here."

At the same time a figure was approaching them.

"AUNT DEIJI" shouted happily Yoongi recognizing the small figure approaching and running on him.

"Look who’s here. My Yoongs. How are you little boy?" said the young woman, holding the little one.

"Hey, Dejii, what brings you here? You’re close to giving birth. Shouldn’t you be resting?"

"Hey Sunmi. Long time no see. Where’s the other brat?"

"Here Aunt." Agust replied annoyed. She didn’t like anything about Deiji. Too noisy and annoying for her taste.

Sunmi sighed and approached the girl.

"Deiji I see you well and you have a prominent belly. Why did you come here? You should rest"

"I know, I know, but I missed my two little ones," he said, ruffling the hair of the two children.

The four returned to the small blanket and resumed chatting.

"So Aunt Deiji. When’s the baby coming?"

"Well, she’ll decide when she come out to meet you" - she said as she pinched Yoongi’s cheeks - "But I think she’ll be with us soon. Don’t rule it out, all right?" Agust and Yoongi shook their heads, but the first seemed slightly annoyed by the speech that was being held at that time.

"Oh look who woke up. She’s throwing powerful kicks. You want to hear my treasures?"

Agust reluctantly put his hand on Deiji’s belly where he felt a slight kick. He didn’t care what was happen into that belly. Not at all.

But when it came to Yoongi something happened. The moment he put his hand over his belly, he felt a little tingling on his fingers that he was gradually spreading all over his body. He didn’t know what it was, but he didn’t mind that feeling. He loved it.

It was as if there was some sort of connection with her, but it couldn’t be sure since she was not yet in the world the little creature that her Aunt Deiji was waiting for.

But the moment he removed his hand, that feeling disappeared. it was strange, but at the same time pleasant tingling disappeared, leaving an expression of disappointment on Yoongi’s face.

"You know Yoongs. When you become emperor you can hold her hand, kiss her and love each other. But first you must grow up. I’m sure you’ll be the most beautiful couple the Joseon Empire has ever had. No offense Sunmi"

Sunmi made a mock insulted face and then smiled at her friend. Despite the years between marriage and children their bond has not changed, indeed it has become even stronger.

While the three joked, no one noticed Agust’s dark gaze. Despite being four years old, he was a very smart and above all crafty boy, a quality that he boasted about his brother Yoongi. In fact, He knew how his brother tried to find positivity even when there was no light in the shadows. And so Agust considered himself. A shadow of his brother. Although he knew that his mother had no preferences, he was not blind to notice that all others treat him differently than Yoongi.

When he grew up he would be a guide, a governor, the perfect being who would carry on the Min dynasty and the royal crown, while he would be the shoulder, a miserable shadow...

If only something had happened to his brother, something that could mark him forever, ruining that perfection on his miserable pale skin, on his face... And so he came up with an idea that he could ruin what he considered his own double ...

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Two days later Deiji began to feel some pain from labor and Agust decided to take advantage of the general confusion between the overseers and his parents to implement his plan, because the latter were too busy dealing with the imminent arrival of the young princess.

Agust knew that in the vicinity of the small hill where they spent the afternoons with his mother there was a forest on which a legend is told that inside it, in the deepest depths, lived a terrible creature. Years ago a fence was put up to prevent anyone from entering, recently someone tried to cross that threshold by fencing it and entering. He was never seen again.

And that’s what Agust wanted to do. Send his brother in with an excuse and never see him return.

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Yoongi’s Pov

What a bore. I’d like to do something to help Aunt Deiji. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her, but Mom doesn’t want me in the room with her. "the birth is something painful, but in the end it will be worth the pain it brings" said the mother.

Ugh. I understand that it’s something delicate, but I’m sorry to let Auntie suffer like this. What can I do?

My thoughts stopped when I heard a door open. I noticed blond tufts. My brother.

I loved him very much despite our different characters. A lot of times I notice how it isolates itself from everyone since it will not be him who will take Dad’s place. We also don’t get along very well and I hate him. The thing I want most in the world is to see a smile on him, which has never happened before.

Agust came up to me.

"Hey brother. What’s bothering you?" he asked me. Was he worried about me? Not even that day when I fell out of bed and snapped a tooth, he asked me how I was doing. Perhaps he wants to take advantage of this moment to reconcile with me. At first we were always twin brothers.

"Do you want to come to the hill with me? I want to play and spend time with you"

So he really wanted to be with me. He loved me.

"Sure Agust. Let’s go"

It was the best afternoon of my life. We played hide-and-seek, chasing each other and play as the warriors. I could finally be with my brother. Without hatred, without preferences, without people who continued to emphasize our importance as heir princes to the throne.

Now we were lying on the lawn to relax. How quiet it was here. But the silence was interrupted when Agust asked me " Are you hungry Yoongi? After all this playing you have to have your belly growling"

I’m actually feeling a little hungry.

"Let’s go back to the castle. If we’re lucky we can ask cook Yuri to make us something to eat," I said.

"You know, Yoongi, I’ve been thinking about something. Inside the woods, they say there are delicious blackberries. Maybe we can go in and pick up some for Aunt Deiji, too. You know, I heard from Mom that they can help women with birth pains. We can ask the court cook to help us make a cake with those. Also as a welcome gift for the child."

The idea tickled me, but "Agust but that is the dangerous forest. where the monster lives... We can not enter"

"Look who’s afraid. Don’t you know that emperors are brave? So you’ll show Dad that you’ll be a disappointment as ruler and we won’t go deep. We’ll barely be at the entrance"

In fact, I was afraid, but if what my brother told me was true, I had to be brave and not afraid of anything. then we’d be in the vicinity of the entrance, so there should be no problem. Right?

"I... I...am not afraid! let’s..go....."

Agust smiled and we started to walk. The fence was not far away and also there was a hole where we could pass.

We went in and already he starts to have goosebumps and some chills. I tried to think of positive things. As the mother says in every person, animal and place there is always something good

"Then let’s split up. You go to the right and I go the other way. If there’s a problem, shout my name and I’ll run for you, brother," said Agust. Honestly I didn’t want to separate from him and be alone in such a place. We were still four years old and I still had a bit of fear.

Agust noticed my lack of words. He sighed and approached me.

"Don’t worry, brother. Nothing will happen. Trust me." he said with a smile and a pat. I smiled back. I could trust him, couldn’t I? He was my brother and he would have protected me if something real happened?

He begins to walk towards the direction in which he pointed me and he did the same. I hope that everything goes well...

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Agust’s Pov

"Don’t worry, brother. Nothing will happen. Trust me." I told my naive brother. If he thought I wanted to spend my time with him today, he was definitely wrong if he though I loved him. It was all a ploy to get close to him and send him to certain death.

I walked away from him and hid behind a tree. Once I lost sight of him I walked towards the castle grinning.. The crown must surely bring the most worthy Min, that is me.

Farewell your highness and long live the future and new emperor.

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Yoongi’s Pov

No no no. I can feel something happening. The bad feeling I’ve had since I walked in here hasn’t gone away, it’s actually getting stronger as I go in. I’m so scared. But if I want to make Aunt Deiji happy and make Agust and Dad proud of me for my courage I have to do it.

My thoughts stopped when a little squirrel passed by me. How cute. Squirrels aren’t lovers of blackberries? Or am I wrong? The curiosity was such that I started to follow him and I forgot for a few moments that I was getting even closer to the depths of the forest and unconsciously I also moved away from the path.

I kept following the pet for a while. It was fast and as soon as he climbed the tree I started to shout at him

"Come down, please. Come down!!"

But he had no intention of going down and making friends. How rude. Only after a few seconds I realized that I did not know where I was. Nothing was familiar and the path was not visible.

I had a lump in my throat and tears were starting to form in my eyes. I was lost? Where was I? Why was I so stupid to chase an animal...

I wanted to burst into tears, but I remembered the words my brother told me "Then let’s split up. You go to the right and I go the other way. If there are any problems shout my name and I will run for you brother"

My brother would run for me and take me home. In fact it was the one with the most orientation between the two and certainly would bring me back to my mother, in the arms of Aunt Deiji and finally I could meet the new baby. I started screaming my head off in the name of my brother "AGUST!! AGUST!! I GOT LOST!! COME HERE PLEASE!!"

And so I did for an hour, then two, and then three... but connection came It was starting to get dark and I was so afraid. Tears had already fallen from my eyes.

Why didn’t my brother find me yet? Maybe he didn’t hear me? Maybe he couldn’t figure out where I was and went to get help? Surely it must be so. Also it was getting dark and it was cold. 

He will need Dad’s help to find me...

Suddenly he heard footsteps. Agust was he? Had he found me? I tried to get close to their noise and saw a figure in the distance. The courses meet.

But it was too late when I realized that he was not my brother, but a huge beast, like a wolf but much bigger had pointed at me.

I started to run away with all the energy I had in my body and desperately asked for help. I was going to die.

Mom, Dad, Agust. Somebody help!!

My misfortune made me stumble and roll.

I tried to get up quickly but the monster was already on top of me With the little strength I had in my body and with my hands I tried to get the monster away from me and prevent it from biting me.

Suddenly he lifted a paw and brutally scratched my face. You feel the blood flowing. He had scratched me...at the height of my left eye. It hurt like hell, and the blood kept flowing, and my body was getting weaker and weaker. My arms gave out, and my sight was darkened.

The last thing he felt before he passed out was a gunshot.

Right after total darkness.

[albakore]

At the Salon

Synopsis: you and the boys getting your nails done

Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe (gn!reader)

Warnings: none :D

A/N: ok so I’m just gonna say upfront that none of these are gonna be just flat out “they would never get their nails done” cause that’d be boring but I’m gonna include an ✨in-character reason✨ as to why I think they wouldn’t mind getting their nails painted

also, this is my first original post i guess! It’s nice to meet you all! ive been thinking about writing on and off for a while now but I didn’t know where to start. I kinda wrote this on a whim after getting my nails done. send in any requests or ideas so I can get my acc rolling :D

I was going to do Venti and Xiao too but I got bored so I’ll add them in a separate post if people want

Diluc

Ok so first and foremost is my beloved

If you enjoy getting your nails done he absolutely doesn’t mind taking you every few weeks or so.

Just because he isn’t exactly one to indulge himself in luxury doesn’t mean he feels like his lover shouldn’t either!

If it’s what you want then he’ll more than happily oblige

shameless self indulgence.. i just want to be spoiled by diluc

on some occasions when he’s able to make it to the salon with you, he’ll also get a manicure

some people might say “diluc would never get a manicure because he doesn’t care about his appearance!”

but i think it’s more like this: he gets manicures because he doesn’t care what other people think about his appearance

he cares more about comfort and practicality than fashion or looks

getting someone else to keep his nails trimmed and clean is more practical than trying to keep up with them himself

and damn is that massage chair comfortable

(whatever you do don’t imagine diluc laid back enjoying his massage chair with his eyes closed as he’s getting his nails filed.. the sigh of relief that would leave this man after weeks of stress have built up and he’s finally able to just relax with his s/o)

and it’s an excuse to spend time with you outside of his busy schedule

probably doesn’t ever get color.. i think he’ll stick to clear polish

maybe if you beg him enough he might get one or two of his nails painted to match whatever you get

but only if he likes whatever color you picked out

i feel like he’s not necessarily ashamed of having them painted or anything

because again, diluc really could not care less what other people think of him

it’s just not practical to have like hot pink nails or something. makes it hard to blend in to the darkness, as is necessary to attend to his nighttime duties

now that I’ve made it a point to say Diluc doesn’t care what people think:

he’d absolutely die if he ever ran into Kaeya or Jean or anyone he knew there

would def try to cover it up with indifference though

“(Y/N) and I come here often to keep our nails from getting damaged. There’s nothing strange about that.”

that won’t stop him from coming back again with you in a few weeks though

Kaeya

ok so Kaeya def gets his nails done on the regular. he probably has a schedule

like he’s going every 4 weeks on the dot with or without you

hates when his nails get long and start chipping or breaking

which is why he’s so uptight about his nail maintenance

so if you wanna go with him you better clear your schedule for whatever time and day he chooses cause he’s not taking any rain checks

also just gets clear polish most of the time

with that being said, I don’t think he’s above trying a new color every so often

the occasional blue, black, other neutrals or maybe even a silver if he’s feeling extra adventurous

keeps his nails short like Diluc, doesn’t get acrylics or anything super fancy

partially because long nails get in the way of his work

also i hc he used to bite his nails as a nervous habit when he was younger totally not projecting

(which is why he’s so serious about his nail salon schedule, having long/broken nails really makes the urge to bite them come back)

def knows his nail techs well. they all adore him

has his one “go to” nail tech who he gossips with

knows like all their life stories too? he’ll tell you afterward like “oh your nail tech is the one whose husband tried to leave her for another girl. she was telling me about how his mom called her and snitched on him-“

kaeya where do you find the brain capacity to store all this random trivia about people’s personal lives

Childe

loves going to the salon with you

he gets matching nail polish colors he’s not ashamed

for the same reason that he’d keep the polish on whenever Tonia or Teucer wanted to paint his nails

his adoration for you outshines whatever embarrassment he might’ve felt otherwise

if people ask him about his nails he’ll excitedly tell them about how he went to the salon with his s/o

and an excuse to tell anyone about his amazing s/o is a win in his book

also, loves the little reminder of you when he can’t be with you

he’s just out taking care of his own business and he catches sight of his nails and thinks of you <3

always pays for both of you of course. i’d expect nothing less from the ginger

it doesn’t matter if you get every service offered and the total ends up being crazy expensive

don’t even worry about it he’s already got his wallet ready 😌

the people at the salon love him because he gives like 40% tips

gets designs sometimes.. just little things he thinks are cool.

imagine him getting a little whale on his ring finger or smth

also probably got googly eyes or something once because he thought it was funny

“Mr. Zhongli, watch!” (shakes his hands so the eyes go all over the place)

most of the time he just sticks to basic colors because adding extra things gets old fast, and makes his gloves uncomfy

his fav colors to get are red and white

red because it reminds him of blood

and white because it reminds him of the snow in Snezhnaya :D

def takes you to fancy salons where they offer you wine and give you massages complimentary with your manicure

gets really upset when his nails chip. godspeed to the poor treasure hoarder he was sparring with who just accidentally knocked Childe’s hand in the wrong way

comes home and is immediately like “(Y/N) we need to make another appointment to get our nails redone! mine got messed up at work :( ”

ignore the blood on his shirt that is totally not related to his nails being chipped

[muichiroslover]

Disclaimer!!

This fic includes a Manga spoiler

From the manga “Tokyo Revengers” if

You aren’t that caught up and don’t

know the events then you’ve been warned!!!

Also this fic doesn’t follow the exact

timeline of Tokyo revengers!

Without further ado then

[spoilers from the Valhalla arc]

G/n= gang name

(Also yes i lazily borrowed characters from Genshin💀) + trust me to the end guys😭

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The wind blew and your hands shook as you looked down at your boyfriends cold turning body, it felt like the world around you was spinning, your ears were ringing and your hands stained in the god awful red color of blood

“Kei, Kei please- please you-you have to get up, come on come on baby” you said in a shaky tone as your boyfriends head laid in your lap, his eyes barely lidded open, it was a cold day

He reached his hand up to you, it landed on your cheek as you put your hand over it in a desperate try to keep him here with you

Tears cascaded down your cheeks as your mouth clenched in anger sadness and grief

“I’m sorry...I thought I could do it..” he said hoarsely and you shush him telling him to save his energy until the ambulance could make it

He laughed, his laughter turning into a fit of coughs as blood shot out his mouth

“I’m not making it out babe..” he says and you shake your head “shut up Keisuke you always say the worse things at the wrong time” you cry as you hold onto the cold hand on your cheek

He smiled up at you, fangs showing and all as his eyes began to go dull

“I love you” he says and your eyes widen noticing how his hold on you started getting limp

“Kei! Kei I love you so much! I love you too so-so please d-dont do this” you pleaded and he slowly closed his eyes as he muttered one last thing to you

Your eyes widen as his hand goes limp on your cheek and his eyes fully close, he laid peacefully on your lap as the world fell silent

You didn’t get to grieve long as your vice captain ran up to you, pulling you

“Come on y/n! The cops are coming quickly we have to go!” He shouted, you seemed lost as he dragged you away from your beloved, Kazutora taking your place as he looked at you apologetically

“Come on boss!” Kazuha groaned as you weren’t exactly cooperating, tears streamed down your face as you turned around as you and Kazuha bolted to your motorcycles

You got on quickly as you started your engine, your team following quickly, you took once last glance at Baji and Kazutora as you gritted your teeth and drove off as the sounds of sirens approached

As you drove your head felt as if it was spinning and as if the sky itself was about to collapse on top of you, and you couldn’t stop it

Your mind just kept thinking of him

Baji Keisuke

Your beloved since childhood, no matter how much it hurts he’s gone now, he won’t ever sneak through your window at 3am to sleep

He won’t ever come over when his moms not home so you can cook for him

He won’t ever come over again to tell you about another stray cat he saved

It will never happen again

And that’s painful

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It had been about 6 days since the bloody Halloween incident, your members could see the way you would seem lost or empty during meetings

The way your eyes would loose focus then tune back in at the last minute

They felt helpless as their leader seemed to fall apart in front of them

You sighed as a knock came at your door, you got up from the couch of your house and opened the door to see your first division captain

“Xiao, whats the problem?” You ask as you invite him in

“Someone wants to meet with us, he originally got thrown out of Toman and is asking to join up with us” he says as he stands in front of your body that had just sat back down

“Alright, who is this person?” You ask

“Kisaki Tetta I believe was his name, he was accompanied by a man named Hanma as well, he was at the bloody Halloween incident as Valhalla” he explains, you stare at him

“Okay, where did he wish to meet?” You ask and he hands you a paper that had an address on it

You stare at it blankly then look up

“Who’s free?”

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You rode your motorcycle with a blank expression as Xiao, Kazuha, Chongyung, and Beidou rode behind you

“Y/n are you sure this is a good idea? Mikey must’ve kicked him out for a reason, shouldn’t we at least check with-“ Kazuha began as he aligned his motorcycle with yours

“Kazuha, eyes on the road” was all you said as you sped up, he sighed as he followed you without any other comments

You guys stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse as you hopped off your bike

“This isn’t sketchy at all..” Chongyung says and you sigh as you step into the warehouse, your members following close behind

As you stepped in you saw two boys standing in the center, one with glasses and one unbelievably tall with tattoos on his hands

You walked in until you stopped in front of the two boys

It stayed silent until you sighed putting your hands in your pocket

“So, you say you want to join g/n?” You ask bluntly and the tall guy laughs throwing his head back

“Straight to the point, I like her!” He says and your eyes don’t leave Kisaki’s

“Yes, I wish to make g/n stronger, with my help and the extra members I believe we can make g/n the strongest gang in Japan” he says and your dead eyes stare blankly at him before you smile

“Alright, welcome to the gang” you say

“Huh?! Y/n?!” Kazuha says grabbing your shoulder, your head falls back as you two make eye contact, the silence deadly

He lets you go as you turn your attention back to Kisaki and Hanma, both of them smiling or more like smirking

“I’m Hanma, this is Kisaki, glad to be here boss!~” Hanma says extending his hand to you, you look at his hand that had the word “Sin” on it

“Glad to have you” you say as you shake his hand

And with that the mini meeting ended and you began to head home, you parked your bike on the side of the house and opened your door, you closed it and as soon as you did someone pinned you

Your eyes met with red ones

“Kazuha” you spoke and he backed off

“Let’s have a chat” you say

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

You stood in front of the entirety of your gang on the stage of your little meet up area, Kazuha sat on a crate one step below you and Kisaki and Hanma stood on the slowest part of the stage

Your members talked in whispered voices as they talked about the two boys

“Alright alright quiet down” you said after finishing a conversation with Kazuha, crossing your arms you began

“These two boys, Kisaki and Hanma are now proudly apart of g/n” you say loud and clear with no expression to your face

“What??!”

“Weren’t they there during that day??”

“Why would they join?”

“Quiet” you say and in an instant the whispers stop

“I hope you treat them with respect and how you would treat any other member, they will help g/n grow and become stronger” you say and nobody says anything

“With that, I end this meeting, thank you all” you finish as everyone begins to disband, you watch as your second division captain, Beidou signals you over

You nod at Kisaki and Hanma as you step down and jump off the stage, you follow her to a closed off area and with a second glance she looks at you like your crazy

“Y/n?? What’s all of this? We can’t trust those two, I don’t know why but I get a bad feeling please reconsider this..” she says to you and you stare at her blankly as your ears perk

You sighed

“Beidou, this was my decision alone, I didn’t get manipulated and I’m not tricking anyone, I genuinely don’t even know what to do with g/n anymore so I accepted Kisaki and his group to larger our numbers for now, please trust me and trust Kisaki”’ you say and her eyes widen as her mouth falls open

“Wha-“

“Alright I’m tired Beidou, please get home safe” you say and with that you left a bewildered Beidou alone at the wall as she watched your leaving figure

The weeks had continued as normal, you and Kisaki getting close enough to the point that you would invite him over your house

Your members had noticed your sudden closure with Kisaki and were worried that you were looking for someone to comfort yourself over a certain persons death and found the worse possible candidate to rebound to

So imagine there surprised when you announced you and Kisaki had gotten together, everyone tried to talk you out of it, everyone

“Y/n please, I know your grieving but Kisaki??” Xiao says and you sigh as you run a hand through your hair, tears brimmed your eyes

“Xiao please, for the first time since Baji’s death I feel comforted, safe, loved, please can you guys see from my point of view for one second” you say looking up at him as a tear rolled down your cheek

Xiao opened his mouth then closed it, he repeated this action once or twice before signing, with his eyebrows furrowed he looked at you

“Alright Y/n...just please don’t do anything stupid” he says and you smile at him

“Of course not Xiao, I’m not stupid” you say and he hesitatingly nods as he takes his leave from your house, you listen as the door closes and you sigh as you wipe your eye and grab your cup of coffee sipping it

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

“It’s been quiet still, no gangs are trying to brawl or anything” Chongyung reports to you and you nod

“Good, then I suppose we can take a break, I heard a festival was around the corner” you say to him and he nods

“Yeah there is, are you going with Kisaki?” He asks leaning back on the chair in your house, you put your foot on the bottom of the chair as you slam it to the ground, you stare at Chongyung before smiling

“Yes I should ask him if he would like to go” you say and he looks at you before nodding agreeing with you

Chongyung was one of the few who didn’t question your relationship with Kisaki, not because he wasn’t worried but because he trusts you with every fiber of his being, you don’t do things for no reason

If this was what you wanted who was he to say otherwise?

“Then I’m gonna leave now, tell me how your date goes with Kisaki” he says as he gets up from the chair, you nod as you get up and walk him out

“Bye then” you say and he waved as he leaves, you go back in and sit down as you pick up your phone and dial a number

“Kisaki hey, can you come over?” You speak into the phone cheerfully as the boy on the other side of the phone hums and hangs up

You put the phone down as your blank stare shifts to your room, getting up you open your bedroom door, you look at the photos of you and Baji that were still hung up and the pictures of you Mikey, Baji ,Draken, Kazutora, Mitsuya and Pah chin as kids, life was so easy back then

You grab one photo of Baji smiling and smile at it, you kiss it once and then begin taking off all the pictures from your bulletin board

You open a draw and throw the pictures in and close it, you grab one picture, it’s of You Kisaki and Hanma and hang it up

You stare at it before there’s a knock on your door, without a second glance to the bulletin board you leave the room and head towards the door

You opened it and smiled at Kisaki, he looked at you as you stepped to the side to let him in, he walked in and sat down on the couch as you followed and sat next to him

“So what’s up?” He asks boredly and you beam at him

“Let’s go to the festival together” you say and he looks at you with a slight raised eyebrow

“Pleasee, it’ll be fun I promise” you say with a kind smile and tilt of your head, he sweat drops as he looks away

‘I guess I have to put up the act..’ he thinks as he looks at your gleaming eyes, awaiting his answer

He sighs

“Alright we can go..” he says and you grin at him as you grab both his hands in yours

“Thank you love! I’m so happy right now.” You say, your smile never faltering, eyes closed, grip tight around his hands

“Yeah..” he says and you let go as you turn around your smiling falling

“Oh!” You say as he turns around staring at your soft smile “what’s your favorite food? Ill make it for you” you say and he makes a face, like disgust

“Uhm, Anything is fine” he says and you nod

“The festival starts at 6 tomorrow, don’t be late! I’m serious Kisaki!!” You reprimand as you push him out your door as he groans

“Yeah yeah, 6pm got it..” he says and you smile at him as you hug him and let go before he turns and leaves and you close the door

The house falls silent as you stare blankly at the door, you turn around as you head to your room

[nokaru]

2021 Creator Self-Love Extravaganza!

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works (fics, art, edits, etc.) you’ve created this year and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2021. If you don’t have five published works, that’s fine! Include ideas/drafts/whatever you like that you’ve worked on/thought about, and talk a little about them instead! Remember, this is all about self-love and positive enthusiasm, so fuck the rules if you need to. Have fun, and tag as many fellow creators as you like so they can share the love! <3

Tagged by @onedivinemisfit

Oh boy I didn't expect this as Im more of a baby creator haha. This year was a big step for me cause I got my first graphic tablet (just this June i think?) WOW. I finally grew some balls and posted one of my first AnS fanarts, I obviously still have a long way to go and a lot of stuff to learn but Im very proud of myself :) cant wait to get better and make more lovely fanart like everyone else here!

Year total: 17(ish) artworks baby steps lets gooo

1. Shirayuki thinks you are doing great!

The second work I ever posted! Ah the FEELS I get from this one. I still love it and it actually gives me motivation, I just jshqkafjfjshfksfsfjds yeah she's the cutest <3

2. “Wildflowers best stay wild.”

Torou my beloved, my darling, my everything + flower symbolism, Im over the moon with this one cause as you can see 90% of my brain contains Torou and flowers :,) I had so much fun researching cornflowers and learning more about them! I'm petting my back for Torou's hair (and choking from that horrible skin). I remember having a hard time with this new brush but I think I’m finally getting a hang of it.

3. This shitpost meme lol idk

I'm too much of a clown not to include this one. In all honesty I unironically absolutely adore this one, not only is this the first time I drew Kiki but its also the first time I tried proper coloring oh boy I LOVE THE COLORS Im so so proud this is where I peaked xD Kiki is simply the best what a queen.

4. AnS x The Owl House AU

Ah yes my forgotten The Owl House AU, It still brings me joy even though I don't keep up with Owl house anymore. One of my best pieces hands down, love everything about this, the pose, colors, Shirayuki as a plant witch and her small pointy ears aaaaa Coming up with the headcanons and scenarios was such an amazing experience, I haven't had so much fun in a long time. When TOH comes back from a hiatus I'll explore more of this AU for sure.

5. Zenyuki lullaby

Cute Zenyuki moment I drew for Alex as a gift! Heavily inspired by chapter 100 and Alex's prompt. I'm in love with the atmosphere in there so I tried something similar yet different. An idea hit me like a train and I just couldn't rest lmao. Really one of my favourite Zenyuki moments.

I had so much fun this year and I can see a lot of improvement, time to get on the grind and get better! Hope next year and other years will be as entertaining as this one :D Thank you everyone~

Tagging: @randomwriter  @what-plant-metaphor-am-i @time-speculo and more and more of you lovely people <33

[weirdthinkingdragon]

Welcome To The Family (4/???)

1/ 2/ 3 here

Note- This festival is a different one than the festival arc.  Sorry if the ending seems kinda sudden. Didn’t really know how to end it. 

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I’m unsure what time exactly they will be here. They probably should have told me that before, now that I think about it. Luckily, everyone is passed out by sunrise so that’s not an issue of them seeing who is in the vehicle. My issue is them possibly entering here, so I should probably wait outside. 

On my way to get outside, I run into the mold-quirked male. He’s passed out on the floor in the hall. His really long, oddly-textured white hair sprawled everywhere around him. I’ve never touched it, but just by looking at it, the hair seems weird. It looks like what fuzzy mold possibly feels like if that makes sense. Makes me wonder if his hair IS mold. Gross, no thanks. 

I wonder whether to wake him or let him sleep. I decided to just let him sleep and walk over his body. 

Exiting the building, it was like there was never loud music blaring, or even a party. No mess anywhere. That must be how they get away with it. 

I brought my money with me to play a few games, but nothing extreme. Of course, I should be safe around three heroes, but not taking any chances is still the better option than bringing all of it. 

It only takes a few minutes for the familiar black car to pull up. Being texted they were on their way would have been nice, but beggars can’t be choosers. Hitoshi exits the car for me to get in. 

I’m greeted by the very happy smile of Eri. That will never be a tiring sight to see. I buckle up and lean over since her arms are outstretched for a hug. 

From the view of Aizawa in the front, he’s dressed decently today, and even his hair looks much tidier than I’ve ever seen it. The same for the first time he’s wearing something besides his hero outfit. No doubt Hizashi made him do it, or even more likely he did it for Aizawa himself. He still has that scarf though. I resist the urge to laugh at the thought of him unwillingly being tidied up by Hizashi. 

In speaking of Hizashi, I’ve never seen his hair not standing up before. It’s a good look in the half-bun, but I wonder what it would look like fully down. Nope, don’t think too far into that. That’s kinda weird. 

“Morning Y/N!” Hizashi exclaims. 

“Morning guys! What’s planned first when we get there?”

“Eri wants to get a candy apple. She loves them after last time.”

I look at her. “Candy apples? Why did you never tell me? We could have made those at some point before.” 

“It should be more of a treat than a daily thing,” Aizawa says. 

“Says the one who pretty much lives off jelly pouches,” Hizashi informs.

“Like you’re much better with forgetting sometimes to eat at all.” Aizawa shoots back at him. 

Jelly pouches? How in the world is he still in such great shape then? Obviously fighting and training often helps, but that sounds like multiple deficiencies just waiting to happen. Same with Hizashi. Jeez, these two seem rather irresponsible sometimes. At least they’re focused on their kids since I’ve never heard Eri telling me they forgot to feed her. 

“You know how to make them?” Hitoshi asks. 

I look at him and nod. “Yep. I helped a friend in the past who was in a candy apple tournament with their other friends. Whoever could make the coolest-looking ones wins. They sadly got second place, but to me, galaxy apples look a lot cooler than the tree candy apples that won. You couldn’t even bite the top of the silly things without breaking your teeth!” 

Eri gasps and puts a hand on her mouth in the thought of breaking her teeth. 

“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t make them even if I could.”

She nods relieved. 

We get to the festival and Hizashi finds somewhere to park the car. 

Walking around, I could swear we passed a few familiar faces to me. The games are rather interesting and pull me towards them, but we can go to them later since Eri wants a candy apple. 

I notice Hizashi and Aizawa refraining from holding hands though they seem to want to. I try to come up with a reason for why that might be. Not very likely they’d be recognized by villains since they look like entirely different people. Hmm… Obviously, Hitoshi and Eri wouldn’t care. 

The only other thing I can think of is their students. Of course, their students might be able to recognize them. Did they not tell their students they’re married or something? I know Midoriya wouldn’t care since I met him, but maybe there are a few in his class that wouldn’t be too open-minded about it? It’s not my place, whatever is the cause. I do feel a little bad though they can’t act normally. 

Hizashi suddenly stops, making the rest of us stop, and pulls out his phone. He reads something with a frown forming on his face. He pockets it and looks at me. “Yo, Y/n? Could ya hang out with Hitoshi and Eri alone for a bit? Sho and I gotta go take care of something that came up.” 

Hero work I’m guessing. Poor guys, they really can’t seem to catch a break. “Of course!” 

They both then run back in the direction we came from. I look at Eri and Hitoshi. “Well, should we continue looking?” 

Eri happily nods.

Hitoshi goes in front of me with Eri, probably leading the way since he seems to know where they are. I stay rather close behind them so no one gets between us and we lose each other from how crowded it seems to be in this area. 

Over the music, I can swear I hear tiny explosions quickly getting louder, and maybe closer? Coming from behind me. I turn around to see people clearing from behind me to show an angry blond coming up incredibly quickly. Explosions crackling from his hands. His feral glaring face was enough to put so much fear in me that I freeze in my place. I clench my eyes closed and wait for an impact that no doubt is going to be painful.

“Kacchan, stop! They’re Eri’s babysitter!!!” A very familiar voice yells to the blond in front of me. 

He stops with one of his hands millimeters from my face. I can hear the sizzling and feel the heat radiating off of it onto my face. I slowly open my eyes to meet his still-glaring ones. 

… Isn’t he one of Aizawa’s and Hizashi’s students? I think he was one farther in the back frowning in the picture I saw on my first day. 

In the blink of an eye, Hitoshi slightly pulls me back, and stands in front of me, preventing the blond from coming close again. Midoriya is running up to us as well. He tries to cheer me up by giving me a kind wave. It does little to help my still-panicked state. 

Eri hugs me by my side in worry. I feel like fainting. 

The blond becomes slightly less tense at realizing she’s hugging me.

“Hah? How the hell was I supposed to know with the way the damn extra was following so closely?”

“Uh… Kacchan, I don’t think Shinsou would be so open for attacks…” 

The blond glares at him like Midoriya is the dumbest person on the planet. He refused to reply, and just storms off. 

Midoriya looks at me and smiles sheepishly with one of his hands behind his head. “So sorry about that! Kacchan can be rather… headstrong when villains might be involved.”

I just shakily nod. “Uh… y-yeah, good first impression.” 

Hitoshi’s face grows into one of great worry, and I think some anger. He puts one of his arms behind my back as a sort of comfort and support. Surprisingly, it helps a little bit. 

“I think I need to sit down for a moment.” 

“There should be some benches not too far from here,” Midoriya informs, and we get there after a bit. Miraculously, one of them was empty. I sit down with Hitoshi to the left of me. Eri sits on my right, clearly struggling in trying to figure out how to help.

Midoriya stands at my right, in front of Eri’s spot. He seems to be in thought for a moment. “Togata has a surprise the next time we come over. He found a new dress he wants you and Eri to judge.”

That sunshine adult makes me end up smiling slightly. Shinsou seems a bit annoyed at the mention of the kind blond. “Aw, that means Eri and I will have to make him another tiara so it will match his new dress.” 

“I hope it’s poofy!” Eri chimes in. 

I smile at her. “What color do you think it will be? Maybe it will be green! We should have one where we all wear green to match your tea set!” 

Her eyes shine in excitement at the idea. 

“I uh, I guess I have that covered,” Midoriya says. 

“You know you don’t HAVE to wear a dress, right? I bet you’d look great in a green suit too! Ooh! You could be the beloved butler!” 

“I think I’ll just stick with the dress I have… It was so awkward telling my mom about it back when I got it. I don’t know if I could ask her to buy something else too.” 

Hitoshi gets a message on his phone and pulls it out. I’m too focused on Midoriya and Eri. Going on that idea of Togata helped calm me down greatly. 

“That’s understandable. Suits can be rather expensive.”

“Midoriya?” Hitoshi suddenly pipes up. 

“Yeah, Shinsou?”

“You might want to run. Ashido knows you’re here and wants to give you more dance lessons.”  

His eyes widen fearfully, and he takes off while looking around. 

“I didn’t get to hug him…” Eri says rather disappointedly. 

“What’s wrong with dance lessons?” I question.

He has a rather large grin on his face. It kind of creeps me out a bit. How can someone be such a perfect combination of two adults that aren’t blood-related to them? “He usually doesn’t mind them, but recently they got struck with a personality-changing quirk. They became sterner than my dad.” It was easy to tell which dad he meant. 

Just thinking of someone even more serious and stern than him is terrifying. I bet Aizawa isn’t too happy to be stuck dealing with that. 

Hitoshi also seems rather relieved Midoriya has left. Wonder what’s up with that. 

I look at Eri. “Well, why don’t we continue to find your candy apple now that things are a little more settled?” 

She nods, and the three of us stand up. 

It doesn’t take long to find them. They look rather unappealing compared to my friend’s homemade, but I’m not going to bring that up.

After Hitoshi gives it to her, she looks at it for a second, then looks at me. “What is your favorite jewel?” That’s an odd question out of nowhere. Then again, maybe the hard shell makes her think of rocks?  

“Why do you want to know?” 

She shrugs. “They’re so pretty. I like the red ones!”

Red like the candy apple? How cute. I tell her my favorite.  

Hitoshi pulls out his phone and texts someone again. “Something is holding our parents up. It might be at least a few hours before they return.” 

I feel rather bad for them for that. Being a hero is something I thank them for daily, but it must be so exhausting not being able to spend time with your family… 

“Okay. What should we do then? I don’t think we should do any rides for now from Eri eating.”

Hitoshi shrugs. “The only thing we really can do is games unless there’s a different food you’re interested in getting here.”

I shake my head in reply. 

Eri gently tugs at my clothes with her free hand. I look at her and she points at a prize in the shooting game. It’s a stuffed animal of my favorite creature. It’s also my favorite color, and even has a rather similar eye color to mine. Huh, what are the chances of that? 

The game seems simple enough. Hitoshi notices what Eri is pointing at, and smirks at me. He crosses his arms. “Are you going to try first?” 

I get the attention of the person behind the counter and pay, having them give me the corks. I load it and take another quick look at Hitoshi with a smirk myself. “Well, what does it look like? And I’m going to be the one that gets it for her!” 

He teasingly huffs with a roll of his eyes. “Sure you will.”

I look back towards the prize and focus my aim. 

… It misses. Not by much, but my aim is a little too high and too far to the right. 

“You missed.” His tone isn’t condescending in any way. 

“Yeah, yeah. I still have two tries.” 

Looking again, I aim slightly down and more to the left. 

… It missed again, but much closer this time. It’s the right height, but now I have it too far to the left. 

“You missed, again.”

“Hush, you.” I don’t even have to look at him to know he has an enormous smirk forming on his face. I’ll show you!

I force my breathing to slow, focus a little longer, move just a tad to the right...

… Yes! I got it! 

The person goes over and grabs it, giving it to me. I then give it to Eri which gives her an enormous smile on her face. 

I give Hitoshi an “I-told-you-so” face. 

“I would have gotten it on my first try.” 

“Sure you would have.” 

“Next time I’ll show you.” 

“Mhm, whatever you say, Hitoshi.”

After that, we did a few more games and ended up going on a few of the rides. It was rather difficult due to Eri being too small for them. She was a little saddened by that, so I told her maybe she will be able to next year.

Hitoshi and I also ended up getting hungry at one point, so we bought some snacks. After taking a bite of what I bought, I look at the time. Surprisingly, about four hours have passed. I don’t think taking care of a villain should take this long, right? Maybe they got ambushed?

Don’t think about it. They’re pros. They should be able to handle anything. 

In speaking of them, a message from Hizashi pops up on my phone. “Just about done here! Was a rather bad ambush, but we’re good! Gotta clear up a few more things, then we’ll be on our way!” 

He put us in a group chat. Hitoshi is in it, and I’m guessing the other is Aizawa. He reads the message as well. 

Eri is still playing around with her new stuffed animal. 

“Should we do the same rides when your parents come?”

He shakes his head. “They will probably be rather tired when they return. Hizashi wanted to ride the Ferris Wheel with all of us more than anything.”

Why does that seem so accurate for him? “Really? The Ferris Wheel out of everything?”

He shrugs. “My other dad doesn’t really care. He’d rather sleep, but we all know Hizashi wouldn’t allow that.” 

I laugh. “He seems like the type.”

A chill suddenly goes down my spine. Why do I feel like someone is watching us? Hitoshi notices my discomfort, and goes on alert, scanning the crowd around us. He doesn’t seem to see anything concerning. He pulls out his phone and quickly texts someone again, constantly glancing around. 

“Don’t mean to be intrusive, but who are you texting?” 

“My dads. I’m telling them to hurry up.” 

Again, I feel bad for the two grown men. “It shouldn’t be too much of a problem. It’s probably just someone thinking they know me or something.” 

He frowns. “Not taking any chances.” 

I guess that makes sense. “If it’s such a problem, why don’t we find Midoriya to be with us again? I’m sure-”

“No.” He cuts me off. He was rather firm on saying it. 

… No? I thought they were on good terms? “Are you two not on the best terms anymore or something? You don’t seem to want him around.”

“If there is someone watching, it would be better for a student in the top class to not be involved. It could make you a bigger target if your feeling of being watched is correct.” 

Didn’t think of that. It still seems kind of like a ridiculous claim though. After all, Hizashi is a very well-known hero, so what difference would that make between Midoriya being with us or an adult?

 I decided to just brush it off. 

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Whatever Hitoshi told them must have worked, since they arrived and found us at what must have been a record-breaking speed. 

“Hey guys, you got here quick!”

“Well, we couldn’t let you three have all the fun now, could we?” 

“Speak for yourself.” Aizawa tiredly mumbles. They’re wearing the same outfits they did earlier. I wonder if Hizashi was recognized during his fight. I have a feeling they keep their weapons in the trunk of their car just in case they get called. 

I look at Eri and notice her yawn. I then look back up to Aizawa. “Looks like you’re not the only one that’s tired.” 

He looks at her with the tiniest smile as she yawns again. “Fine. Just a few rides, then we go home.” 

We end up on a few of the rides Eri can go on. I still don’t feel comfortable around Aizawa, so I try my best to sit with Hitoshi and Eri. 

Hizashi keeps looking around as we go on a few of the rides. He tries to be more stealthy about it, but he’s failing at it greatly. Aizawa seems like he couldn’t care less. I should have just ignored it since now I feel like I’m ruining the rides for them for the imaginary odd feeling. 

We decided the very last ride to be the Ferris Wheel. “You guys should go ahead. I’ll wait down here for you.” I inform them. Three out of the four of them look at me like I just grew another head. “What? It will be too tight a squeeze otherwise.” Hizashi just shakes his head and grabs me by one of my wrists to come with. 

The feeling multiplied after he grabbed my wrist, making me forcefully stop and look behind me. He stops as well, looking in the same direction.

“That’s another thing! We can’t just leave you alone down here if someone’s watchin’ ya! C’mon!”

He drags me into the line for it with the others. Luckily, there wasn’t much of a wait. I can’t believe it’s sunset already. I also can’t believe I’m stuck going on it with them. 

We all get into the cart, and I try to sit down with Eri and Hitoshi. Hizashi grabs my wrist again, having me sit between him and Aizawa. It’s a rather tight fit with my thighs and sides being pressed on theirs. This is rather uncomfortable, and definitely something I did NOT sign up for as a sitter… 

At least the sight is beautiful to see with the sun shining brightly to the right side of us. Eri leans against Hitoshi and closes her eyes, hugging her new stuffed animal close. It stays quiet between all of us for a bit. Hizashi slips his arm behind my shoulders, making me tense. I decided he must be trying to give us a bit more room. 

“Sorry for not bein’ around much today to hang out with. Tell ya what, why don’t you join us next Sunday for dinner as an apology?” 

My eyes narrow in thought. “An apology for what? You guys couldn’t help it. It happens.”

He shakes his head. “Come on, we already cleared our schedules for it. It would be heartbreaking if you say no!” 

“But I was planning on hanging out with my friends next Sunday… Why not the Sunday after that?” 

“Just go with it. Having him change his mind is impossible.” 

I mentally sigh. “Fine. But the Sunday after, I won’t be coming. I WILL spend my day with them then, so please don’t invite me into anything.” 

I could swear Hizashi frowns disappointingly at the news, but his face becomes a smile before I can put much thought into it. “Great! Be sure to wear somethin’ at least a little fancy, okay? We’re going somewhere special! Oh! And we’ll pick ya up again!” 

“Okay…” was my only reply.