#y’all lettering is so hard 😭😭

[glitterfountainpen]

once i had an empire

my art, don’t repost, reblogs appreciated

[justkennadi]

What the boys got you for christmas 😍🎄‼️

Notes: Just a little something for christmas 😭👍🏾 i haven’t written anything else lately cause of work but that armin angst is still coming! But yeah, still merry Christmas!

Context: The following aot boys x black!fem reader. (not proofread😭)

Warnings: fluff aside from couple of cuss words and mention of getting high on plug!connie’s part

Characters: Armin, Eren, Connie, Jean and Reiner Bonus!: Nerd Armin and Plug!Connie

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Armin:

- Armin is so sweet.. From the moment u met him u knew he was a soft bookworm with a kind heart. He asked you to be his on valentine’s day by writing a letter confessing his feelings.

- You were happy to be his fr and you were really excited when y’all’s first christmas together came around.

- You got him this limited edition old dictionary, one of those fake aquariums from the 2000s, a fancy microscope and the entirety of his favorite book series.

- However when Christmas came and it was his turn you couldn’t have been more surprised.

- He got you multiple cute chanel coats and purses, a box of your favorite chocolate, a box of miss dior and an entire macbook😭😭😭

- “ARMIN?!?” You exclaim. “Since when ever was you rich????!?”

- And the boy just smiled at you and said he saved a bunch of money from his job but you didn’t really believe it.

- He also spent the whole day watching christmas movies and taking taking cute pictures together with you😚❤️❤️

Eren:

- You and Eren got officially together on Halloween after a party so you guys were still kinda new and tryna feel each other out.

- You knew he liked working out so you just got him some gray sweatpants, some protein crap and one of those flannel hoodies.

- This boy ended up getting you some uggs and one of those “The tote bag” bags and a bunch of bath and body work stuff

- He even got all your favorite scents, aw❤️

- Eren acted like he didn’t always listen or pay attention but he clearly was the whole time and it made your heart melt🥹

- Eren didn’t wanna do the sappy shit he did but he sure wasn’t gonna show it right now so he just hopped on the game and you happily watched for the rest of the day.

Connie:

- Connie and you spent yall first christmas together as not really a couple but that weird talking stage thing. You still counted tho cause you might as well be his gf🤷🏾‍♀️

- Connie was a goof ball fr so you didn’t really know what to get him. When it came down to the serious emotional stuff y’all just joked yall way out of it and so it was this weird limbo ish going on

- You settled on a nike jacket and a gift card to his favorite restaurant. You felt so bad cause it seemed like bare minimum but Connie was excited regardless!

- He said it’s the “thought that counts🥰😊” and all you could say after a few seconds was “Moral of the story headass..” and yall just busted out laughing

- Connie ended up getting you the brown faux jacket you saw and wanted from burlington, some pearl earrings and a necklace and a visa gift card with-

- “How much money is on here Con?”

- “$500.😗”

- WHAT?!!!2!@/

- You were expecting $50 or even $100 but $500? Half a band?

- “Yeah i didn’t know what to get u so…😗have fun!”

- You hugged him so hard and accidentally said he was the best boyfriend ever but when you pulled away to quickly apologize he just shushed you and said, “Anything for my beautiful girlfriend😌..”

Jean:

- You and jean got together in the summer after school let out. Jean didn’t talk much like Eren but he was a goof ball like Connie especially when he was around him.

- You didn’t have much to work with embarrassingly. It was gonna be y’all’s 6 month anniversary on christmas but you barely knew a thing about him!!

- You ended up getting him some polo club cologne, airpods and a plain black hoodie.

- When Christmas came around you received some jewelry, some of the makeup you use and a cute brown fluffy teddy bear 🧸❤️

- Y’all had a very chill christmas, Jean wanted to go for a walk so you went with naturally and y’all ended up witnessing a beautiful sunset❤️

Reiner:

- You and Reiner got together in spring. He asked you out by bringing you a bunch of flowers in a bouquet which was definitely on theme for spring time..

- Reiner also stayed to himself a little bit more but he was more open with you so you had a good idea of what he liked.

- You got you and him some matching pjs to wear for the holiday. You got him a couple of books since sometimes he would read, a fancy shaving kit, a couple of turtlenecks and a photo album of you guys first year together❤️

- You were really proud and happy of your gifts but then you saw he didn’t get you anything other than a bunch of replacements for the hair products you use.

- “Hold on i think i put your other gift over here….close your eyes real quick..”

- You sighed and closed your eyes. You prayed he wasn’t gonna put anything together out of nowhere. You were kinda disappointed but it was ok.

- You heard shuffling and then you could tell when he was right in front of you.

- “Ok, open.”

- When you opened your eyes yoy immediately took everything back.. what you saw was a kneeling reiner on one knee holding a gorgeous diamond ring 💍😍

- For christmas he gave you a proposal!!!

- Even though it was kinda early, to be honest you two were talking for a lil minute anyways so it still felt like proper timing.

- You guys planned your wedding for christmas eve as spent the rest of that day cuddling with him watching Christmas themed sit-comes

Bonus:

Nerd!Armin:

- You knew Nerd!Armin since you two were kids and over time feelings developed.. then it naturally blossomed into a relationship. It was kinda weird because as you two grew up you guys just slowly became girlfriend and boyfriend.

- Nerd!Armin had always been a bit brainy and a major science fan so it wasn’t hard to get him anything at all.

- You got him a brand new pc, plentyyyy of books especially the sci-fi types and some weird graphic tees.

- He smiled with his braces and handed you a louis vuitton purse that had some louis vuitton jewelry and perfume inside. Also a soft blanket with your favorite design/character on it, Dior makeup items and chocolates.

- “Where did you get the money to buy this? Cause all i see you do is watch youtube and science shit-“ You questioned in surprise.

- “Stocks..”

- You just shrugged cause you had no idea on what he was talking about but you were just happy this silly brainiac was yours for the holiday 🫶🏾

Plug!Connie:

- You and Connie started off as any other plug and customer. But then Connie started to catch feelings and by like August of this year he asked you to be his.

- He was very protective of you so by the time the holidays came around no one knew you two were a couple.

- He would always spoil you too with shopping sprees and paying for you to get your hair and nails did 💅🏾

- It was hard to think of what he’d want cause he could literally buy anything he wanted plus he didn’t really talk about himself much

- You settled on a couple of hoodies, one of those vape shark jackets and a game for his ps5.

- He ended up getting you a whole ass black Audi r8.

- Your jaw was on the floor 💀

- “Con, what the hellll..”

- “What? Y’don like it?”

- “I do but literally how??”

- “Ion know😗.”

- “Boy-“

- Connie never told you how he did it but he had proof it wasn’t stolen at least so 🙄

- He also got you a giant teddy bear and a new iphone.

- You kinda felt like your gifts were not the best compared to his but he assured you it was fine and he was grateful to have you regardless. ❤️

- You two ended up spending the rest of the day getting high and watching weird christmas movies no one talks about .

[bruh-changbin]

love and leather

pairing: bad boy changbin! x afab reader

genre: smut

warnings: use of handcuffs, piv, exhibitionism, fingering (f receiving), some smoochin', alcohol consumption, cigarette smoking, an icky man being kinda icky, i think that's all

word count: 3.4K

a/n: before y’all say anything i knowwww this is short but y'all i'm busy and fuck in my last semester of uni and i kinda need to prioritize that a bit more 😭 buuuuut on the flip side i am slowly but surely making progress on some longer fun things so keep your eyes peeled 🫶 this fic is basically a love letter to bad boy eyeliner bin *sigh* when will he return from war..... also lowkey a continuation of under the bleachers but also not really.... no real plot just smutty bc i've been super horknee lately lawl enjoy

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seo changbin likes a lot of things.

he likes eyeliner and smoking cigarettes and hard sex. he likes going fast on his motorcycle and he likes his tattered leather jacket. he likes getting piercings with silver jewelry and he likes pretending that the taste of tequila doesn’t affect him.

but above all, he likes you.

he likes your pretty teeth and the curve of your neck. he likes the leather platform boots you bought to try to impress him. he likes the smell of your shampoo that’s now permanently interwoven into the fabric of his pillow.

he likes it when you cry when you cum and when you dig your teeth into his shoulder as he fucks you. he likes the way your speech becomes slurred after he’s given you countless mind-blowing orgasms.

he likes to be in control. but not in a weird, lowkey misogynistic way. more in a ‘i’m gonna fuck you so hard and act cold so we both feel good and then kiss away your tears because i love you more than anything else’ kind of way, you know? that’s why handcuffs are such a staple in your relationship.

you remember the first time he used those cold, metal cuffs on you.

it was after a halloween party and changbin was dressed up as, you guessed it, a police officer. the party was fun at first but soon grew to be quite boring. when changbin started to get a little too handsy was when you decided to call it a night. the cab ride back to your apartment was excruciatingly long and when you arrived you unlocked your door with trembling, sweaty hands.

no words needed to be exchanged for you to know to get onto your mattress on your stomach, hands behind your back where changbin cuffed them in place with a satisfying metallic click! 

his movements were painstakingly slow, removing and discarding your bottoms and costume at a torturous pace to tease you (for what you have no idea - your costume wasn’t even that revealing). you could feel the tip of his nose tracing the skin in between your shoulder blades before he fucked you from behind, his blunt nails digging into your hips and he gripped you like he was never gonna let go. all you could do was cry and drool into your bedding as your boyfriend brought you to orgasm so many times your legs felt like tv static.  

every time you tried to move, tried to find solace and stability by gripping the duvet underneath you, you were reminded of the cuffs that were binding your wrists together. changbin would chuckle every time he heard them clink and jingle, knowing he had complete and utter control over you. if anything it added fuel to his fire, resulting in him thrusting his cock into you in such a way that made it feel as if he was so deep inside of you that the two of you would forever be connected.

when he finally relented and unlocked you, your wrists were bruised and throbbing - it felt amazing. 

the stinging of your wrists coupled with the pulsing of your abused cunt had you passing out on changbin’s broad chest in minutes and falling into one of the deepest sleeps you had ever experienced. 

but of course, come morning time, he treated you as if you were royalty and kissed the marks that his handcuffs left on you with so much delicacy you thought you were going to turn into a puddle. 

unbeknownst to the outside world, seo changbin has a soft side; which you discovered the first time he brought you into his room and had forgotten to hide his munchlax plushie beforehand. watching him scramble to hide it under his bed made the situation 10 times worse, and all he could do was scratch the back of his neck sheepishly as you attempted to stifle your laugh.

once the two of you became, you know, official, he let this side of him shine through more often. 

at times he treats you as if you’re made of porcelain, as if you’ll crack and break at even the slightest touches - hence the way he traces the back of your hand with his thumb when you’re holding hands, his strokes akin to that of a feather.

you’ve lost track of the amount of times he’s almost burnt your kitchen down while attempting to make you breakfast after making love to you for hours on end the night before. it always ends the same, with changbin holding a plate of toast so burnt it's turned into bedrock and scrambled eggs you could bounce off the wall because of how rubbery they are. the result is always changbin dragging you to your favourite cafe for brunch in defeat, claiming that ‘it’s the thought that counts, y/n’. 

but only you have the privilege of seeing him like this. these small, tender moments reserved only for the two of you in private, away from the curious eyes of onlookers in public. 

on the days where both of you are lucky enough to not have to pull yourself out of bed early for the sake of attending a lecture or getting work done, you get to revel in the warmth provided by each other’s sleeping bodies. if you wake before changbin, you’re greeted with a view of his broad shoulders, his skin dotted with small imperfections and the bumps of his individual vertebrae visible. small, soft snores can be heard escaping his parted lips. if changbin wakes before you do… he never does.

sometimes you’re able to spend the whole entire day together without having to tend to other duties. these days usually entail slow, lazy starts to the day followed by changbin dragging you to the gym to watch him do lat pulldowns and cable rows followed by a shared shower where you help massage shampoo into his scalp. or, it could involve the two of you screaming at the tv as you battle over the top spot in mario kart 8 - changbin mains bowser, of course, whereas you opt to play as king boo. it takes almost all of your strength to avoid whipping your remote at the wall when he absolutely clobbers you during grumble volcano. 

“don’t be upset y/n,” he coos without fail, “i’ll make it up to you later tonight!”

and he always does.

in public, he’s brooding, mysterious, sexy. it’s rare to see him without a cocky smirk painted across his face, his puffed lips quirked upwards as if to say ‘i’m better than you’ to anyone who crosses his path. and it’s true, he is.

he’s also the type to get jealous very easily.

case in point: 

it’s friday night, and the two of you are perusing the city streets looking for some fun. earlier in the day, jisung had informed you that a small group of friends was planning on paying a visit to a well loved bar to get sloshed later that night. with nothing better to do, you and changbin accepted the invitation.

at first it was fun, with everyone reconnecting and catching eachother up on the current drama in their lives. but after an hour or two the vibe changed and the atmosphere became almost… cliquey. everyone had chosen their respective person or group for the night, choosing to only converse within their little bubble and never straying from it. this resulted in you and changbin fleeing the scene, opting to enjoy yourselves elsewhere where you can get lost in the music and each other… and alcohol. 

soon after you’re at the front of a line for some club you’ve never been to with changbin’s arm wrapped around your waist as the bouncer checks your i.d. you’re let in with a nonchalant wave of a hand, and changbin follows shortly after.

once inside you make your way up the stairs to where the crowd is, choosing to forgo coat check and instead tossing your jackets on top of a pile that has formed on one of the few tables lining the walls near the entrance. then, you make a beeline to the bar where you order yourself a vodka cran and changbin a heineken. 

with alcohol in hand you shove your way to the middle of the dance floor, getting lost in the club music while bumping and grinding on your boyfriend who’s posted up behind you. you’re not sure how much time you spend on the dancefloor with warm cheeks and limbs that have gone fuzzy, but it feels as if time itself has come to a momentary halt, allowing you to enjoy yourself in this moment while the world continues on outside without you. 

so, when changbin taps your shoulder and motions to the bar to wordlessly say ‘i’m going to get more drinks’ you only nod and continue to dance on your own while you wait for his return. 

this decision proves to be fatal however, for only moments after changbin’s departure you feel a clammy hand wrap around your bicep. you whip around only to find yourself face to face with some random man wearing a nike tracksuit ogling at you like you’re the last piece of his favourite candy at the candy store. gross. 

“sorry, are you trying to get past me?”

“nah i’m trying to get with you, ma,” he practically yells into your ear in order to be heard over the music.

“oh! no thanks, my boyfriend’s at the bar getting drinks,” you say and attempt to shuffle away, an action that proves to be harder than you thought due to the mass of people surrounding you.

much to your dismay, the man persists, “boyfriend? why’d he leave you here all alone?”

“... to get us drinks.”

“well, if i was your man i’d never leave you alone, princess.”

princess? gross. only changbin gets to call you that… when he’s fucking you.

“is everything okay, y/n?” you feel an arm nudge yours and turn around to see changbin, your knight in shining armour, who’s come to save you from this god awkward conversation. in each hold he hands a drink, one for you and one for himself, and you fear what he may do with them in the next few moments.

“yea, all good, this guy was just being… weird,” 

the skepticism that was previously evident on changbin’s face quickly morphs into annoyance (and jealousy at the prospect of someone other than himself making moves on you). without speaking he shoves the recently acquired drinks into your hands - making you scramble to stop yourself from dropping them and creating a sticky, syrupy mess all over the dance floor - before moving to size up the ‘bro’ that was just hitting on you with his chest puffed and chin held high. 

not wanting to get into any sort of trouble tonight, you practically throw yourself in front of the freight train that is your boyfriend.

“no! it’s fine, changbin, let’s just forget him and have a good time, ‘kay?” you attempt to reason with him to no avail. all changbin does is shift his gaze between you and the guy who was making moves on you several times before wordlessly grasping your arm and pulling you towards the exit; you’re forced to abandon the dripping drinks in your hands on the edge of the bar (not before you manage to spill about half of one all over your lower arm).

soon you’re out of the crowded space, and are making your way towards the exit of the building and the city streets that are surely still teeming with nightlife.

“bin-” 

“we’re going home,” he asserts, “i don’t want anyone talking to you like that.”

all you can do is allow yourself to be dragged behind your boyfriend like a ragdoll, his grip on your wrist so tight your fingertips start to lose their sensation. you know that any words of dissatisfaction you voice will be falling on deaf ears, so you opt to keep quiet and let changbin take the lead.

the bite of the cold night air of the winter jolts you awake once you step outside. a dull ring settles in your ears as the loud club music dissipates and changbin drags you further and further away from the establishment, almost dislocating your shoulder when he suddenly yanks you down a small, secluded alleyway. 

“bin i’m fine, really,” you attest, your eyes never leaving the troubled face of your boyfriend, who pulls a pack of marlboros and a lighter out of his pocket. you watch as he places a cigarette between his lips before lighting it, using his hand to shelter the flame from the wind. in that moment you become envious of a measly little cigarette, for you so desperately wish that it was you and your mouth that changbin was putting his lips on and inhaling deeply, sucking you in like you’re his lifeline. 

a haze of smoke soon surrounds you as changbin takes several drags from his dart, his eyes dark and refusing to meet yours. the scent burns your nostrils and you have to fight back the urge to cough; smoking only appeals to you when you’re drunk, and the alcohol you consumed earlier in the night has mostly exited your system.

with a sigh that manifests in a grey cloud changbin tosses his half-smoked cigarette to the ground, squashing the spark with the heel of his boot before catching your eye. his leather jacket rustles as he raises his hands to cup your face, the pads of his thumbs caressing your cheeks.

“you’re mine, and nobody else’s,” his gaze is so piercing it feels as if he’s going to burn a hole through you, “right?”

you nod enthusiastically, head bobbing up and down as you whisper a quiet ‘right’ through squished cheeks and puckered lips - lips that are then being pressed against your boyfriends. 

changbin tastes like the nicotine he just inhaled and smells like the cologne he saturated himself with earlier this evening, and you find yourself getting drunk all over again on something other than alcohol this time - him. 

with your back pressed up against a brick wall you allow yourself to get lost in the feeling of your lover’s mouth on yours, enraptured by the way changbin moves his lips in tandem with your own. the warmth radiating from the palms of his hands that have yet to leave your face makes your cheeks flush, and you tangle your fingers in the wavy strands of his hair that he’s choosing to let grow out, much to your delight. 

the skin of your cheek stings when it’s exposed to the cold as changbin retracts his hand from your face, the tips of his fingers tracing the skin of your neck and sternum before reaching the waistband of your bottoms. his curious hand only hovers there for a moment before slipping underneath, not allowing a mere piece of fabric to be an obstacle in the way of your pleasure. a feeble moan escapes you when changbin gropes your cunt over your panties, the fabric already sticky and wet with your arousal. 

“here, bin?” you question while scanning your surroundings, making sure there isn't anyone spying on the two of you being exhibitionists, “are you sure this is a good idea?’

“the best one i’ve ever had,” as he speaks his lips graze your neck, his breath hot and heavy before he starts to nip and suck at the supple skin; your pulse skyrockets and you clamp your thighs shut, ultimately trapping changbin’s hand in between them. 

he manages to pry your legs apart just enough in order to move his hand, sliding your panties to the side and running two deft fingers through the folds of your dripping, needy pussy. it’s funny in the sense that changbin’s actions are so simple yet they already have you whining in pleasure, head rolling forward as you hide yourself in the crook of his neck. 

“shhh baby, try to keep it down,” he coos, yet continues on nonetheless - easy for him to say, he’s not the one taking your fingers in an alleyway where a bunch of drunk people are parading by only metres away. 

changbin continues to play with your cunt nonchalantly, much to your chagrin. every now and then he lets the tip of his middle finger dip into your dripping hole, causing you to go weak in the knees as the calloused heel of his palm kisses and bumps your aching clit.

“binnie,” you heave out rather embarrassingly, “i need it.”

“my girl needs my fingers in her pretty pussy, huh?” he teases, you nod pathetically with glassy eyes.

and at long last changbin finally relents and slips his middle and ring fingers fully inside of you, your cunt immediately clenching around his digits. the way he drags his fingers in and out of you so slowly before fucking them back into you feels so euphoric that you can’t help the goofy, drunken smile that makes its way onto your face as you drool onto the shoulder of his leather jacket. 

with his broad shoulders shielding you from the outside world, changbin begins to curl and scissor his fingers inside of your warm, wet walls, making you moan and plead against his neck.

“god binnie you’re so good, feels so fucking good,” you cry through cracked lips while blinking away the eyeliner that stings your shiny, tearfilled eyes. 

changbin then uses his thumb to massage your clit while his fingers continue to reach deep inside of you, making your lower abdomen twist and churn and your heart go thump thump thump from behind your chest. your fingers only tighten their grip on changbin’s jacket as you subtly rock your hips against his hand in an attempt to bring your orgasm on sooner.

you find yourself tuning out the sounds of traffic and people and nightlife to instead hone in on the beating of changbin’s heart that you can hear beating in his chest, your moans that only continue to increase in pitch, the rustle of bin’s jacket as he fingers you. 

“so close honey, can you cum for me?” changbin groans into your ear in response to your pussy clenching around his fingers, a telltale sign that you’re on the brink of finishing all over his hand. at this point your back is aching from being pressed against brick for so long and you have a headache from how intensely you’ve been furrowing your brows, but the fire you feel in your aching pelvis makes it all worth it.

it only takes changbin several more thrusts before you’re creaming all over his fingers, whining his name is a nasally, needy tone as you all but collapse against his built frame as your orgasm explodes inside of you like fireworks. after a few moments you begin to come down, immediately noticing how dry your open mouth is and how sore your fingers are from gripping changbin’s jacket with everything you got.

when you pull away from changbin to stand up straight, a string of spit from your mouth to his jacket follows you - you wipe it away and pray he didn’t notice. it takes you a second to fully regain your balance and when you do, changbin finally lets go of your hips only to move his soiled fingers to his mouth where he sucks them clean of your essence. then he places his mouth on yours, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue before he swallows you down his throat. 

words needn’t be exchanged for you to know what comes next, you simply follow changbins lead as he drags you all the way home and makes a mess of you on the sheets of his bed.

[miguelswifey04]

miguel o’hara x mute! wife headcanons

actions are louder than words <3 you may not speak but you still are as capable as any other person, and you still demonstrate how much you care about miguel in many ways such as physical touch, gift gifting, or quality time.

miguel loves to write you letters a lot and send them to you when he’s away at work!! or he’ll ship you a bouquet of flowers just because he’s thinking about you <3

he’d whisper sweet nothings into your ear or twirl you around to see your cute outfit of the day, then brings you into his arms. hee always as you “how’s your day been sweetheart?” and you’d nod to him, signing how good your day has been to him every single day.

miguel has learned sign language 🤟🏽 so even if you can’t speak there’s other ways to communicate…and if you don’t feel like signing to him you’d often write ✍🏽 on a piece of paper

he’d configured lyla to interpret for you at times but you really didn’t want that because you’d rather have the fun and intimacy of communicating with him one on one :)

he is patient when there are days you just want to keep to yourself or not say much. he’ll either give you space or if you need him, he’d really be physically affectionate. no words exchanged just laying down with you in his arms, and in comfortable silence.

he thinks you’re the most prettiest woman in the multiverse and doesn’t think differently of you 🧚🏽‍♀️ and will say it every single change he got

he says you’re very intelligent and witty than most people he has ever known!! one day he offered for you to maybe be an assistant but you said no.

you communicated with him that you rather take care of the house than be put in an extroverted environment. you are social but you’d feel overwhelmed to work with people who don’t know sign language or are have biases against people who are deaf, hard of hearing, or mute…

miguel respected that 100%

he signed your wedding vows in front of the guests, family, and friends—and that made you cry like a baby 🥹 because you were so content with finally marrying the one person who loved you for you

you are very independent and miguel admires that so much !! loves your tenacity and ambitious to work towards your goals and dreams :)

he’d ask for permission first if you ever needed help because he knows you don’t like it when people think you’re incapable pf doing something so that’s a boundary he 100% respects and never crosses

so sweet to you in bed and always attentive to the way your body responds…he focuses on your facial expressions to see what’re you liking during sex and what isn’t working. HE IS SOOO BIG IN AFTERCARE, the first time you’d experience it, you cried ☹️ and miguel thought something was wrong until you mentioned you never felt so loved.

he lowkey teared up but he said his eyes got sweaty 😭 but come on y’all both know it actually touched his heart (he isn’t heartless)

you don’t have to do anything to make your husband happy. your presence alone makes him head over heels for youuuuuu 😫

tags 🏷️: @kairiscorner @sabcandoit @meeom @emiemiemiii @thedevax

[sirensplayhouse]

REVISION 101

now as we’re all aware revision has become quite the popular topic in the loass community as of late. for why ? I have no idea, but just like everything else y’all are confusing the everlasting hell out of it and each other. so sit back and relax because class is back in session with your favorite sirengodmother 🤝🏾

re·vi·sion (/rəˈviZH(ə)n/)

noun

the act of revising; the act of changing or correcting something, or the thing that has been changed or corrected

y’all know how if you bombed a test or assignment you’d be given the chance to revise it after school or sumn ? yea 🤝🏾

“Changing your life means changing the past. The causes of any present evil are the unrevised scenes of the past.” - Neville Goddard excerpt from ‘The Law and the Promise’

y’all seem to have this deep rooted belief that revision is anything but natural when in fact it is completely 100% natural. when you revise your going back into your imagination and rewriting how you want things to be.

y’all also seem to believe that manifesting presently and revising are on two different levels, and I’m here to tell you it’s not✋🏾

ok so siren since you’re saying all of this and it’s going in one ear and out the other , how do I revise ?

well glad you asked🤭revising is no different than manifesting in the present. (nie reread that until it’s engraved 🙂) the same way you’d affirm/visualize or do whatever that helps you manifest you can do it to revise. remember it all starts within you, in your wonderful human imagination

the past is never and will never be set in stone you can literally revise whatever you see fit.

success stories you might not think have anything to do with revision but they do

• diploma

• revision success stories

• revised parents

• revised never having an infection

• revised exams

• eye color change

•job

• appearance

• body change

• revised the date

• revised a death / another one

• parents

• another razzle dazzle

now there are some success stories missing I know someone asked me to tag revising a birthday and that’s somewhere on my page deep in the archives🧍🏾‍♀️

ok so you wanna revise/manifest your dream life ? lol what’s stopping you then ? revising that you’ve always lived your dream life is nothing hard. however you choose to manifest whether it’s through affirming, visualizing, scripting, etc, doesn’t matter.

if you’re using affs affirm in the past tense “ I have been living my dream life (for however long)”, “I manifested my dream life (so and so long ago)” , “ I have always had my db/df (or whatever your manifesting / revising”

if you’re visualizing then visualize a scene in where the past has been rewritten to what you want it to be. Neville in ‘The Law and the Promise’ spoke of a woman who revised a life long back injury that she had endured, simply by visualizing herself back in the past and revising the events that caused her injury.

“To revise the past is to re-construct it with new content. Man should daily relive the day as he wished he had lived it, revising the scenes to make them conform to his ideals. For instance, suppose today's mail brought disappointing news. Revise the letter. Mentally rewrite it and make it conform to the news you wish you had received. Then, in imagination, read the revised letter over and over again and this will arouse the feeling of naturalness; and imaginal acts become facts as soon as we feel natural in the act. This is the essence of revision and revision results in repeal.” - Neville Goddard

when you’re revising something you’ll have all the memories of it and the experience. for example I revised always having my back dimples pierced, and when I woke up the next morning I saw them. I had all the memories of going to get them done and I remembered how it felt to get them done.

some anon knowledge for y’all

also for the girlies that want to manifest always living (ie; revising😑) their dream life and manifest never manifesting it ? pleaseeeee 😭yes it’s possible but like I said that’s literally revision

now that we got all of that cleared😮‍💨I sincerely hope (and I’m manifesting strongly) that everyone who was confused about revision or had reserves about it completely understood /understands everything I’ve written here. because idk how many more revision questions I can take🫠

[kinkandkreep]

TokRev Boyos Dad-canons:

Baji-boo:

Learned how to be a dad from observing his mom be a mom

I think the consensus is that Ryoko is a major contributing factor for Baji ranking number 1 out of the best boyfriends to have in TokRev

I would venture a guess and say that though Baji was influenced by his mother’s parenting, he knows that she didn’t do a perfect job, as with any parent, and he intends to make up for where she might have stumbled

Now, I’ma keep it trill wit y’all, I ain’t read Letter from Keisuke Baji and don’t know much about it 😭

BUT from what I’ve gathered, we do see more of Baji and his mother’s interactions

I think overall, Baji is a very chill dad

He’s one who never really gave deep thought about the prospect of having kids, but figured that if it happened, it happened

Initially, Keisuke does have some insecurity concerning whether he could be an adequate father or not

But once the time actually arrives, he’s very self assured and confident in his ability to be a great parent

Contrary to popular belief, Keisuke isn’t stupid stupid, he’s just book dumb

He’s got good common sense and reasoning skills, and he’s very well aware that both pregnant women and babies are fragile 

So, he acts accordingly 

Keisuke tries his best to be gentle during your pregnancy and after 

He insists upon doing practically everything for you 

He doesn’t like to dwell on it, but he frets a lot during the whole process

Everything is liable to harm you and your baby and the thought makes him simultaneously furious and so anxious he can at times visibly vibrate from feeling both emotions

You do a fair amount of damage control during and after your pregnancy, even though you’re technically the one meant to be hormonal and sensitive

Keisuke, perhaps surprisingly, doesn’t really cry when you give birth

His eyes more so water really hard but no tears fall

He’s actually really supportive and calm throughout the birthing process (which he insisted on being present for) and once your little bundle of joy has been safely and successfully brought into the world, he’s immediately overtaken with such a sense of happiness and fulfillment and the urge to protect that he’s slightly taken aback

Rather randomly, he looks great in all the hospital pictures taken the day your baby is born 🙃

I could honestly see Keisuke having either a boy or a girl in about equal measure, so I’ll let you decide what the two of you have

Either way, he adores his child

He’s kinda like Mikey, in that he can be firm but also very accommodating with his kid(s)

Is somewhat familiar with Cocomelon and prays your child never has to be 🙃 (mostly for his own sanity)

Bubble Guppies is his stuff though

Coos at your child all the time

Like everytime he sees them he’s just overwhelmed with this desire to make cute noises at them 😂

Would beat anybody up who tried to make fun of him for it though *coughMIKEYcough*

Takes care of the majority of baby related and household duties for quite some time after you’ve given birth

He just wants to be helpful, you’ll let ‘im won’t you? 🥺

He tries not to coddle you though, since he knows you’re not like, bedridden, just recovering

His favorite baby cartoon is probably Paw Patrol and his favorite pup is, perhaps predictably, Chase (though he does also have a soft spot for Zuma) 

MATCHING. OUTFITS. 

Keisuke loves to match outfits with his baby

And like he’s not normally a fashion focused guy, like Mitsuya, but when it comes to coordinating with his little “mini me,” he really goes all out 

Of course, who would Keisuke be if he didn’t let your child(ren) play with his long, luscious locks?

A terrible father, that’s who 😤

I can see Keisuke’s baby or babies all having hair like his, and this makes for some…interesting wash days

Especially if you got temperamental 4C hair, like me

And then combine that with how thick Baji’s hair is too???

Girl, my arms hurt and I’m ti’ed just thinkin’ about it 😂

Luckily, whatever texture your hair is, Baji doesn’t mind being the one to handle wash days, once you’ve shown him the proper hair care techniques

Loves to go on outings and do different activities to engage your little one

Keisuke knows he wasn’t the most academically gifted, so he does everything in his power to make sure that your child is mentally stimulated from a young age to hopefully encourage a greater academic ability 

All that being said, Baji is a superb dad, and he believes wholeheartedly that fatherhood has changed him for the better 🙂

Draken here

[myonos]

prank

sim jaeyun x f!reader 0.7k fluff, mention of killing as a joke

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After a vivid yet weird dream, you’ve decided to prank Jake. All your prank took was a quick run to the dollar store.

Now all you need to do is wait for him to come home.

And unfortunately, the wait is long, but this gives you time to imagine his reaction and how hard you will laugh.

  After agonizing hours of waiting, you finally hear the door lock click, indicating his arrival.

You stay calm, now wanting to be too eager and making him question you.

He comes in with a massive smile, as always, and comes over to you immediately.

“Hi baby, how was your day?”

  You give him a big hug and kiss, “It was fine. I cleaned up, did laundry, the usual.”

  He hums, burying himself in your arms. He’s too cute, you almost don’t want to prank him, but you must.

“I did do something kinda crazy today,” you say, a big smile gracing your face.

“Oh yeah, what?” You can tell he’s anticipating something small. These words are not uncommon from you. 

  You pull down the collar of your shirt, revealing the letters SJY in big, black ink.

Jake’s eyes widened in horror, “What is that?”

“Your initials! So you’ll always be with me.”

He looks back and forth between the tattoo and your eyes before shaking his head vigorously.

“No, no! Why would you ever do that!”

  “You don’t like it?” You pout, putting on your best puppy eyes.

Jake continues, “No, baby, why would you get my initials tattooed? Are you crazy? That’s like…..like crazy!”

  “I did it as a symbol of our love,” you say, holding back your laugh. God, this is better than you imagined. 

Jake gets up and starts pacing. You’ve never seen him this stressed before. 

“If your parents see you got a tattoo of my initials, they’ll kill me, then you!”

  He suddenly lands on his knees before you, “Why, why would you do this? I’m too young to die at the hands of my girlfriend's parents!” He buries his head in your knees.

You pull out your phone and start playing a song.

Jake recognizes the melody of Human Nature, and he looks up to glare at you. 

  You start to sing along, taunting him by pointing to the letters on your clavicle.

“You just can’t be serious, can you?” Jake whines.

You laugh as you shake your head. No, you cannot.

“Well, I know what needs to be done,” Jake says, standing up. He returns to the hallway, and you can hear the jingle of his keys. 

“Where are you going?” You shout, getting up to follow him.

  “I have to get your initials tattooed. It’s only fair. My parents will probably kill me too, but at least we’ll be killed together.”

You can’t take it anymore. You burst out laughing so hard to the point your stomach hurts.

Jake looks confused, eyebrows furrowed, and his cute lips in a pout.

“Why are you laughing? This isn’t a laughing matter!”

You finally catch your breath as you manage to get out, “It’s a prank.”

  Jake looks down, eyes moving around as he thinks.

He finally realizes what you said, and now he looks mad.

“Not funny,” he pouts.

He puts his keys back and returns to the living room, sitting on the couch with his arms crossed.

You follow him, back to laughing now, and wrap your arms around him. 

“I’m sorry, baby, I’m sorry. I had a dream last night and figured it’d be a funny way to prank you.”

  “I thought we were goners, Y/N like it was the end of us!” 

Your laughter has reduced to quiet giggles, and you kiss Jake’s cheek.

“The fact that you were ready to get my initials tattooed proves how much you love me. I’m touched.”

“Of course I love you, you’re not funny, but I love you.”

“I love you too,” you say, pecking his lips.

He looks at the fake tattoo again before sighing, “Please wash that off. It’s making me nervous.”

You laugh before getting up to oblige.

Prank successful.

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this was not proofread so excuse any typos/mistakes 😭 this is inspired by an actual dream i had where jake and i got matching tattoos of each others name??? this is just to hold y’all over until bloodbag is done which prob won’t be until the weekend?? if i feel like writing… idk enjoy !

permanent taglist: @escapetheash @vatterie

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 21

chapter 36:

1. “It's been so long. Oh, there you are, here you are, hi,” *deep breath* AHHHHHHHHH

2. 😭😭😭 “Remus keeps a firm grip on him and turns around to promptly leave, which is probably a little rude, considering that the others are here and may wish to greet him, but he honestly can't bring himself to care about that right now” i would expect nothing less

3. WOLFSTAR REUNION!!!! I AM IN SHAMBLES!

4. “On the way, James glances back with a grin, internally wishing Sirius all the good things, because no one deserves them more.”

oh. wow. that’s such a soft line. it’s literally making me melt

5. “Remus could not be more in love if he tried.” shit shit shit shit sobbing. wolfstar deserves the world

6. “He does love Sirius, though. Loves him dearly, with every defiant bone in his body. This man, who doesn't even realize the importance of what he's just done by giving Remus an unopened envelope. Remus, who owns nothing. Remus, who has nothing. Remus, who is not granted privacy or freedom for anything like this, for anything at all.”

i am on PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION and i am BAWLING my eyes out as silently as i possibly can. y’all don’t understand the restraint i have right now to not loudly sob

7. the LETTER has me CRYING

8. THE SECRET MESSAGE

9. oh, okay. remus killed an auror/greyback. it’s honestly not as bad as i thought it would be. also, i love the lily and remus duo. they’re so iconic

10. i LOVE LOVE LOVE that zar made a point for sirius to have the discussion that his demisexuality is NOT because of trauma and he’s always been that way. it’s beautiful <3

11. “”You can ask Regulus and James; I walked around for a solid month making everyone call me Mr. Sirius Macdonald."” STOP PLSS THATS SO FUNNY

12. SIRIUS JUST TOLD REMUS HE LOVED HIM!!! this is literally so sweet

13. andjskjdksksjsms the authors note:

“sirius, internally: a guillotine could not sever the head im about to give this man. good for them 😌”

chapter 37:

1. i’m starting a gofundme to get regulus a balcony

2. "”Sirius doesn't let me drink," James replies flatly.

"Well, don't say it like that, James. You make it sound like I'm a strict parent, or a controlling spouse," Sirius grumbles. "And I do let you drink, in moderation, when you're in a safe environment and in a good mental state. Don't forget to mention that you only let me drink within those same rules."”

i bet james is upset with the rules he made for sirius so long ago. came back to bite him in the ass

3. describing sirius as “ruffled like an offended bird” has done wonders for my mental health

4. james, remus, and sirius are all hanging out and i am beyond angry that peter doesn’t get to share this moment

5. pandora is such an angel and doesn’t deserve this pain

6. pandora and reg friendship >>>>>>>>>

7. their outfits for the night!! every last one of them is slaying so hard

8. “There's a tense moment where a group of murderers all stare around at each other, not opposed to adding a few more names to their lists. Oh, and Pandora is there, too, startlingly calm despite this.”

yaxley needs to shut his fucking mouth and stop implying that sirius will fuck his way through issues

9. “"You know what they'll assume we're doing."

"Running away," Regulus mutters.

James sighs in exasperation and fond amusement. "No, Reg. Fucking. They'll assume we've snuck off to find a corner to go fuck in."”

😭😭😭😭😭 i love reg. he’s so ready to leave

10. jegulus is getting their shit together and improving. i’m so glad

11. “James swallows. "They're—they destroy things now, when they never did before. They're rough sometimes. Bloody."

"Warm," Regulus counters, pressing another kiss to James' shaking fingers. "Steady. Strong. These hands hold the people you love. These hands care for them. They're gentle. Tender."”

this is love. what they have is love. it’s messy and broken and so difficult, but they’re trying and it’s love

12. and once again we have wolfstar my true loves ☺️☺️

i feel like nows a good time to add to respect bizzarestars’ wishes to not have the fic reposted or reuploaded a different site. i can’t remember his wishes about bookbinding, but respect those as well.

thank you, lovely people

[1-800-call-ria]

ria me and u are like this 🤞another chenle girlie on this app and let me tell u the brain rot for this man is not real like i will never shutup ab him like its 3 am and im thinkinh ab chenle liek he LOVE HAVING U CLOSR 😭😭like alwas has a hand on your thigh when he's driving also does the check the back thing bc he knows yo find it hot also always gives u aux no matter what ATP HE SINGS ALONG TO YOUR SONGS BC OF HOW MUCH HE GIVES U AUX like mark is like : dude can i play music and chenle is like: no yn alr has it 😭😭😭 be fkn fr so whipped also always stops for Starbucks no matter what he has ur order memorized down to the last detail😭💐❤️‍🩹 you have a space in his car w like hairties ur fav lipgloss a blanket makeup remover perfume one of his hoodies and ur fav snack I LOVE CHENLE I COULD TALK AB SO MANY FKN CHENLES IF U LET ME YOU WILL HEAR (more like read but any gays) EVERY SINGLE CHENLE THOUGHT I HAVE also pls lets be moots u seem so nice and cool🙏🙏

BF!Chenle thought #2

Hey Auri! You so get me 😞 the Chenle brainrot is beyond me, it’s like he reaches through my phone and grips onto my brain like his life depends on it. Literally past the point of delulu. AND THESE THOUGHTS?? Chefs kiss

warning: me being past delulu, fluff

You being the passenger princess without ever needing to ask. That’s it, that’s the post…

He’s literally cleared out his glove compartment just to have your stuff in there (he just stuffs everything in the middle console). You’re extra pads/tampons, hair ties, makeup, snacks are almost always in there. It has a decal that says ‘My Baby’ in tiny bold letters. The trunk is pretty much the same with one of your bags that’s filled with ‘Y/N essentials’ including but not limited to one of your (his) jackets, more snacks of yours and even an extra pair of clothes.

No matter who is in the car, you will always have the passenger seat. Chenle has literally kicked out every single member whenever they tried to sit in your seat.

“Jisung, nu-uh”

“Mark Lee. In the back.”

“Move Haechan.”

“Puppy boy…bad dog.” (he hasn’t said this but sooner or later he’s going to)

One time you jokingly said he should put a colorful/shiny decal of your name on your side like he did with the glove compartment. The next time you were in the car, you notice right on the step to get into the car in glittery pink is ‘Princess Y/N’. (He’s absolutely crazy for you)

As for having aux? One time you asked and he’s given it to you ever since. The members now realize he becomes a different man whenever you’re around especially in Chenle’s car. Mark asked once to get aux and he’s never been side-eyed so hard. Man literally hung his head in shame, that’s how mad that side-eye was. It doesn’t matter what music you listen to, he just lets you have it.

I’ve said before and I’ll say again.

CHENLE IS A PHYSICAL TOUCH AND WORDS OF AFFIRMATION GIRLY 🗣️🗣️

and in the car he would love having one hand on the wheel, and one on your thigh. (he makes me feral if you haven’t noticed) Multiple times you’ve told him to keep two hands on the wheel, it just makes him want to do it even more.

“Zhong Chenle, hands on the wheel”

“Y/N, no thank you baby”

The Starbucks order?? Nah every single place y’all have ever been, he’s memorized what you’ve gotten (more like written it down in his notes app BUT STILL). He doesn’t even need to turn to you and ask anymore, he already knows what you want. Unless you turn to him and say “I’m gonna order” he’s going to order for you because that’s just how he is. And if they get your order wrong?? The man is waving down the waiter/waitress telling them what they got wrong in your order. It could’ve been you said like extra onions or something and one look at your face and food he already knows. It’s embarrassing yes, but you get free food sometimes, it’s def a win-win.

It general he’s such boyfie material it makes me anxious and sick. I need someone like him frfr

[dream-phantasm]

Leona Kingscholar x Reader: Love Letters (END)

Y’all, let’s pretend it’s still Feb 14 

this thing has literally been chilling in my drafts since the first part of this series 😭 so, uh, if anything seems off, it’s because I wrote this before I wrote parts 2-6

Hope you enjoy! This entry contains a very small reference to Episode/Book 1

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | END [!]

You enter the library. Your mind was still racing from the possibilities of your…admirer? Ugh, it was still weird to think about! Who could it be!? 

You weren't even here for the books but it would be nice to maybe get some studying done. There was a big exam coming up soon or so you had heard from Riddle. You sigh and get to work, gathering books. 

Plus, Ace and Deuce wouldn't come find you here anyway. You had dropped Grim-sitting duty on them, which in retrospect, wasn't a good idea. If anything did happen, you had no part in that. You'll bail them out of the consequences later.

You'd been here a few times before. After all, you were a complete stranger to this world and the library seemed like the best place to find out more. Since you weren't from this world, you could treat this just like reading the lore of a fictional world. That made things fun for you. 

You made your way to your spot at the back of the library. Nobody usually goes back there so you've laid claim to it as your private reading spot. The books you've compiled completely block your view so you carefully put them down, watching your step. You pull a chair out and you freeze.

The soft sound of breathing and a light inconsistent thumping. You look beyond your pile of books.There lies a slumbering man, head laying on his arms as he's slumped over the table. 

He has messy brown locks, there are two braids framing his face. His unbuttoned shirt and rolled up sleeves gave off the impression he was rather careless with his appearance. You really hated how he appeared to give off that 'I woke up like this' look but still managed to look gorgeous. Most notable of all, of course, were the fuzzy lion ears on top of his head and the furry tail with a tassel of fur at the end. 

You stare silently. Internally, your thoughts are going off like a lightning round.

Who is this guy? Is this a beastman? Should I be scared? Is this a good time to run? Will he wake up? What will I do if he wakes up? Can I even outrun a beastman? If he's not a cat, what is he- 

He shifts. His head leans slightly to the side, off his arms. He does this rather gracefully and now you can see his beautiful features that just scream 'big trouble'. Oh boy, that scar is not helping your heart. You're starting to understand your admirer. It does indeed feel like an oncoming heart attack.

You notice him shivering just a little. Maybe beastmen were simply more sensitive to the cold draft. It is basically Winter after all and you've definitely had it hard living in Ramshackle. You sigh and shrug off your blazer. 

Hoping you don't wake him up, you gently lay it over him. You tense as the tassel at the end of his tail thumps against the chair. His ears twitch and your heart clenches. 

It's adorable, the animal traits. Especially on a handsome guy like that? Well, the gap here was gigantic. Paired with the scar, it gave him a roguish-edge that would make anyone swoon.

Wait a second. A scar? You stop and gasp rather loudly. You quickly slap a hand over your own mouth. His ears twitch and you pray to the great sevens he hasn't woken up. 

It's the grouchy guy from the botanical garden! The last time you had seen him he was threatening to bite your face off or something and you hadn't paid attention to his face. Aha! So you were right, all the attractive people here were the worst. 

His name was Leona, or so you had assumed. That's what Ruggie had called him that day. Ah, stupid! You knock yourself on the head. If only you had recognized him sooner!

You had met him other times before in the botanical garden again. Your conversations were always awkward with him making sly remarks and implications about mauling you. 

Once he was in a better mood though, he made an okay conversational partner. Leona was rather intelligent and sometimes he threw some advice at you when you were doing your homework. Of course, that was because of his weird superiority complex over you. 

You never really paid attention to his face though, the first time he had looked at you was intimidating enough. You never asked for his name either. Your mind must've repressed the details of his face in your head. 

You hadn't gotten the chance to speak to him again since everything just…happened with Heartslabyul. He had completely slipped your mind as you were reeling from the incident. You felt kind of bad. 

You glumly wondered if you could get your blazer back. But then again, you didn't want him to freeze to death. But then again, if you took it from Leona now, you could leave your future nuisance cold. Wait, that was kind of mean. He was kind of friendly and helpful sometimes. 

You wish the guys here weren't so complicated but you had to admit, that was their charm. Yes, they were all jerks. You're starting to think Stockholm syndrome is sinking in. 

With a sigh, you take a seat and open a book. You sneak a glance at the beastman to find he's still sleeping like a rock. Leona's no longer shivering. I just let him have the jacket because I don't want to risk waking him. You reason to yourself. 

You bring your focus back to the book you're currently reading as you try to ignore Leona. Dang it, even when he's not doing anything, he manages to captivate your attention. You huff but keep your eyes on the book. 

What feels like about a few minutes later, you lower the book with a sigh.  "Oh my great-" You try not to scream. 

His lidded emerald eyes bore into you, pinning you still. A tiny amused smile plays at his lips as his . You nearly threw your book at him out of sheer shock.

"You- How long were you awake?" You calm yourself down with deep breaths as you still look at him wide-eyed. "Hm, long enough." Leona makes a low hum, there's still a calm smile on his face.

"That's very specific." You respond. Silence fills the air as you try to hold a staring contest with him. You don't really feel like returning to your book. His green eyes just keep drawing you in. You wonder how deep they go. You might've been imagining it but they were really bright.

"Hm, like what you see?" 

Your face turns red as you groan. You drop your head into the table. "No, stop. This is the worst Valentines day." You grumble. 

"Tell me about it." You hear him reply, you hate how every time he speaks, your heart skips a beat. You're starting to understand your admirer. "Don't patronize me. You're attractive and cool, you got a bunch of confessions or something." You snap. You're just stating the obvious when you call him that. 

"What? There's nothing to be jealous about. Valentines is a day just like any other, where some win and others lose." Leona drawls. "Ugh, yeah. At least there was free food." You mumble, then you remember Ruggie. "Wait no, my food got stolen by that jerk." You scowl.

You're still face down on the table. You notice his tail underneath the table. You watch as it inches closer to you. 

"Did you like the candy hearts?"

You freeze. You didn't…nobody but Ace, Deuce and Grim should've known the contents of that pouch. Of course, the only exception would be the-

You shoot up from, just as you feel the tassel of his tail wrap itself around your ankle and pull. You fall forward onto the table, inches away from hitting the wood. 

"Wow, what the heck was th-" You shout before you look up. You can feel his breath tickle your face but more importantly, those green eyes. The orange vest meant he was a Savanaclaw student if the animal features weren't already a dead giveaway. 

"You…You're Leona Kingscholar, the dorm head of Savanaclaw." You pause. 

"That's right. I would've thought you'd figure this out sooner." He snorts softly. Leona looks at you expectantly to continue.  

"And…"

"And?"

"You're my secret admirer."

You're this close to banging your hand against the table if it turns out you're completely wrong. 

"So, you finally caught me."

You breathe out a giant sigh of relief, leaning back into your seat. "Oh thank the great sevens!" You laugh, wiping tears of joy and relief from the corner of your eyes. You lay back and laugh some more. 

"You're…that overjoyed that your secret admirer was me?" Leona looks incredulously at you. You stop to breathe, you realize how weird this probably looks to him. "Uh, um…" You consider his question carefully. 

You blink at him blankly as you think. He sighs after a moment. "Ahh, I get it. So, it's a rejection." He grumbles. "No, no, i-it's not like that!" You frantically shook your head. 

"I…I accept. You're cool. I want to get to know you better first though? Like, why were you so confident I wouldn't reciprocate?" You raise an eyebrow. To your surprise, a subtle blush somewhat forms on his face as his eyes widened only slightly. 

"I don't know if you're really that dense to not notice. Most people don't like me, herbivore." He growls, tail flailing around lazily. "But, Bucchi seems to like you plenty and those Savanaclaw students cared enough to cover up for you." You frown. 

"That's because I pay Ruggie and those students fear me too much to say anything." Leona snorts. "Hm…I don't think that's true at all." You sigh, 

"You're very intelligent, cool and most of all- You're pretty pretty." You pull a cringe face that immediately gives you secondhand embarrassment…from yourself. Leona seems to think it's dumb because he shoves his hand in your face and pushes you back.

"Ah, okay. I get it." You groan, grabbing his hand off your face. Leona smirks, his fingers intertwining with yours. 

Your face turns red, being around this man would do you no good.

Ao3: HERE If you see it posted anywhere or by anyone else, it's not me.

[bakubunny]

i’m lurking character wikis in an attempt to make a self inserty sk8 oc and i just want to share some things about my pretty princess (kaoru) that i want you all to know.

kaoru’s issue with ainosuke boils down to wanting to prove that he’s still “good enough” to be his friend. like i knew that, i gathered that, but seeing it put so bluntly kinda made my heart ache. he’s a soft boy. 🥺

kaoru is so high strung that he’s creating calculated and romantic strategies to give gifts to his s/o. he’s using carla to plan a date and look up popular items. can you just imagine him anxiously trying to figure out the perfect gift? he’s so prickly abt it when kojiro offers to help but like it’s probably because he’s anxious. 😭

“kaoru would have been a clingy crybaby as a kid and doesn't like to be alone, which is a reason why carla was created…. kaoru comes across as awkward about not wanting to be alone, but enjoys being spoiled.” he just has a hard time expressing his feelings and he’s a lonely programmer boy who holes up in his room in his free time, okay? he deserves so much love it hurts.

“his spouse would have to be patient with him because he can be a bit neurotic and sometimes childish, but arguments would deepen a relationship with him.” it’s giving matcha blossom, but i don’t need to tell you that, do i?

“he’s the type to have written letters to santa.” my lil heart is gonna melt istg. what a cutie patootie.

“if someone snapped a picture of him on the street, he'd charge them for it.” 💀

@dcsiremc @neon-gothicc @thenamesmiz (i’m sure y’all probably know this but it’s sk8 so i’m taggin ya.)

[watmalik]

Fic Rec Friday

This week's theme: Rec a fic that starts with the same letter as your username (or, if you like, a part of your username) -

The rules: Tag a fic that starts with the same letter as your username and describe why it's so good / how it has a hold on you. Then tag some people to see what everyone else is reading. Thanks for the tag @welcometololaland​ !!

It’s Saturday… but like not really. Still friday!!

White by @chaotictarlos​ and @paperstorm​

First and foremost, hot.

Second of all, I really loved the overall series and literally re read all of it for the nth time before posting this bc I couldn’t help myself. No self control whatsoever from my part I know, but when you’re called onto something just do it. I love LOVE the dialogue, can’t stress this enough, it’s the thing that keeps drawing me back. The back and forth between TK and Carlos? Just them bickering or being smug? Sassy TK vs mr know it all/witty Carlos? That’s literally them irl and I like seeing their essence from the show in fics, I feel like that’s hard to portray and y’all do this so perfectly. I literally want to boot you guys to LA so you could be writers of the show now.

Give us all the smut, we’re done playing it save, even Ro and Rafa said so that one time. Give us that shower scene 😂 !

A great read and instalment for the best series!

Now…for my art blog: @asktarlos

It has to be: And This Is Romance, Let’s dance by @rmd-writes

Such a fun and sexy read! A must read.

I also must inform you that I felt attacked when reading this bc I’m latine, shit I even grew up in the Caribbean up until I turned 16 and I can’t dance for hell. The way this fic is written makes me feel as if I’m there with them and it’s just an amazing feeling. For real, I felt attacked when TK was, specially when the jabs came from Nancy lol, bc I’ve heard that song before irl. Yeah, I stepped on your shoes, so what? I’ll do it again. Watch😂😭. Unrelated: but I would love for Carlos to teach me salsa, but seems as though his hands are full. You’re one lucky bastard, Tk Strand.

Overall, this is was a fun switch of scenery for me bc I usually identify more with Carlos than with TK in the actual show— just for obvious bg reasons/relatability, but, although not explicitly stated in lonestar, TK can’t dance here and neither can I. That being said, I loved this fic even before reading it, but then again I saw the name of the author before reading and I already knew it be a new favourite of mine.

Tags: I feel like everyone I follow has been tag so if you’re reading seeing this. Hi, it’s your turn :) no pressure ofc.

[n0l4nfiction]

Heyy!!!! Can I request a matchup and it's totally fine if you can't :))) (and I wanted to say, you seem like the nicest person omgggg) Appearance: I'm a female with shoulder length dark brown hair and I have like curtain bangs. I'm Indian with dusky type skin and I have dark brown eyes. I'm like 5'2. I'm neither skinny nor fat I'm just the in between. I've some dark circles under my eyes and a big not so big nose.

Personality: I think I'm extroverted with a good humour, but I become a softy with the right person. I've anger issues. I sometimes apologise alot 😭. I'm a highly insecure person and quite a sensitive one. I'll randomly get hard-core breakdowns thinking I'm literally the worst. I'm a infp I guess and a cancerian. I'm a really affectionate person

Love language: Receiving gifts, physical touch and quality time. Receiving gifts as not in something expensive or shit but like some cute handwritten letters or just some adorable handmade gifts. I literally love them. Physical touch omggg. This because I've never experienced romantic touches my whole life so if anyone did this to me I would cry. Quality time as in I wanna experience everything with them and laugh together eat together and many more with them. Just live life with them.

( sorry if it was too long I kind of just went away with this and I'll be totally fine if you don't wanna do matchup. Lots of love xx also can you tag me in the post if you do this 🫶🫶)

AHH TY!! also i ship u with karl!!

we got anotha chaos couple on our hands XD y’all are little coo-coo birds together!! and lowkey drive your friends insane

will always comfort you doing ur breakdowns, he’s very helpful about it, he’ll make some hot coco and play some music and yall make a fort!!

king of hand made gifts, he makes little trinkets out of paper, he writes love letters, etc

also loves painting ur nails. like a lot. like aka please let my baby paint ur nails because it makes his fucking day🥺

[ethereal-engene]

All My Love

pairing: ot13 x gn!reader (platonic & reader is a part of the LGBT+ community)

genre: fluff, slice-of-life, and non-idol au! // warnings: mentions of food

summary: headcanons about how SEVENTEEN would celebrate pride with you! // word count: ~904

note: not me writing this at the end of the month but better late than ever. I hope you had a great pride month <3 ily and know that you are loved here!!

Sometimes while hanging out with Seventen, you feel like they have more pride than you do

They wanted to throw a huge party and everything until you stopped them

You appreciate their support and love a lot! Even if you complain about them doing the stupidest things but you also love them for it. You can’t have one without the other

When you suggested going to the pride parade, they were over the moon 🥺

Something tells me BSS gets all decked out and your jaw is on the floor

Trying hard not to laugh because they’re really cute but they also look hella funny

Like you’re dressed up stylish and comfortably. Besides, you’re mostly standing and cheering those have floats or are walking during the parade

You stifle your laughter though and compliment them. Leave it to BSS to make sure that you have a good laugh at least once a day

The others dress nicely too, they’ll probably wearing either lowkey pride merch or something rainbow/colorful

When y’all finally arrive, you score a good spot and are able to see everything

It makes you glad that you have them with you. To put it simply, with them practically being your family, it elevates your happiness and love for them

You’re pretty sure you’ve heard them being as loud as possible but you’re proven wrong when you hear them as they cheer

Also it’s impossible to go with them anywhere and not having a photoshoot

You hear Jeonghan complain about having to get into weird stances to capture pictures Mingyu will like

Along with BSS either taking selfies with random people and wishing them happy pride or taking turns snapping photos of each other

Whereas Seungcheol might be the one to find you to take pictures of you because for one he lacks pictures of you in his camera roll but also he wants a picture of you & him here. (And of course a seventeen + y/n group photo)

The others are occupied with chatting amongst each other and capturing their own moments of the parade or each other

It’s been a while since you’ve been able to hang out with them due to being busy

Most of them are interacting with those who are walking in the parade and it’ll never fail to amaze you how excited they can get

Even if the conversations aren’t long, you can see how their excitement transcends to who they’re talking to

It makes you grin and lowkey smirk knowing that no one has a friend group like yours 😌

Anyhow, after the parade is over and it being late, they settle on a ramen place

Thank god for late night ramen places because standing and having a good time made y’all hungry!

Eating up, you’re on the lookout for any possible accidents to happen since you’re sitting next to Mingyu and everything

Sitting next to him, he tells you all of his favorite parts and how he wish he brought his camera

In the other seat, Vernon’s seated there & tells you that he’s proud of you and that they love you for who are you. They’ll always love you, for now and forever

Hearing that makes your heart hurt in a good way. Seventeen doesn’t always have to verbally express their love for you but when they do, it’s like you’re given a reminder that you’ve loved so much

You can’t help but tear up and hug Vernon. Thanking him while trying not to burst into tears

The rest of the dinner is spent having a grand time with them. Talking about anything and everything

You try to pay for the dinner but once they suspect you trying to do it, it’s a whole war zone with full of insisting from Mingyu or Seungcheol that they’ll pay

Somehow they convince you but you get them back by treating them to ice cream

They try to fight back but you give them a taste of their own medicine >:) so you win to at the very least getting them dessert

After getting out the ice cream parlor, everyone is enjoying their ice cream and walking around the area

Not really paying attention to anything or anyone until you make them take a seat to listen to you

Getting their attention by calling their names one by one

And when eyes are on you, you shout to them

“ I LOVE YALL and thank you for the bottom of my heart for your continuous support. I really couldn’t have asked for a better group of people to be surrounded with to celebrate this month. I love you again and please don’t forget to drive safely!”

You hear a couple of “awwws” and “I love you too!”. Moments afterwards, they bring you into a giant group hug and then one more hug before they take off

If they have all of your love, it’s only fair that you have all of their love too 💗

Bonus: They all wrote a little note/letter for you and it’s a bunch of words reassuring you that they love you and couldn’t love you any less for however you identify (whether it be sexual or gender wise). They know how hard it can be but they’ve got your back.

Along with that, they made little hand-made paper coupons that you could use if you ever wanted hang out with them!

I’ll be honest, I wanted this to be longer but 🧍🏻‍♀️ I ran out of things I wanted to put it in. I just wanted to mainly put this out b/c seventeen is a group I’d feel very comfortable being myself around (obviously if I could ever meet them and etc).

I also wanted to put this out there b/c I wanna celebrate pride month (even though it’s practically over 😭). It’s always pride month in my room (blog) and y’all are always welcome here <3 and I am too a part of the alphabet mafia 🥰

And maybe thinking of branching in writing fem!reader x fem!idol 🤠 we’ll see

Thank you for reading this and if you enjoyed it please give me feedback through a comment or ask or reblog! Happy pride month my loves

Please don’t empty reblog this, an empty reblog is a reblog with no tags.

Signing off with love,

- ash

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five of my fave fics i’ve written

hill country (the friends with benefits texas au)

My most recent fic, y’all know that by now! This was published a full year after I started writing, and I think I’m finally getting the hang of my style (I have a ways to go). I started working on this version this February when I was going through some serious family stuff and knew I was moving away from Texas in a few months, so it was almost a goodbye letter to what was my home for 3 1/2 years. Very proud of this one! Although my professional opinion, the angst of it needs time to be appreciated; not everything has to be a happy ending and I stand by that.

noisemaker (the soulmates-by-music-association fic where harry doesn’t like louis)

This was the first fic where I exercised my writing muscles a little more! I love soulmate aus but this one definitely challenged the heck out of me. Harry and Louis are stubborn babies and I love love loved digging into their minds. I wanted it to be funny and also draw readers in. I was writing it in the middle of my last semester of grad school, and I had to change my fic prompt from an incredibly ambitious idea because I couldn’t do the original idea justice (Maybe… Soon... I haven't deleted that draft yet), BUT I do love this one a lot. This one also has an open ending lolol I am considering coming back to this world to give these characters a chance to grow together!

stay hydrated! (the bucket fic, honorable mention to its sequel)

I mean… we all gotta write that fic at some point? The one that makes you blush and shut your eyes as you share the link, and all your friends who knew you before stare at you like “what the fuck! nope!” I wrote this on a dare, it blew up, I got some fun and not-so-fun comments, and I got a certain ~reputation~ But that’s what’s good about creating outside of your comfort zone. So I’ll put this on my top 5 list for that reason!

let me show you (the one where they play 'never have I ever')

This one was for a fan project fest last year. It’s very short and fluffy, and something that someone in their mid-20s would write as they were going through a major queer awakening (hi it’s me). This fic also has a lovely podcast recording by @podfic-pals and that’s the biggest honor 😭

good, good graces (the sub!harry praise kink fic)

It’s not exactly my favorite and I won't ramble about it, but I think it deserves a place here because it’s canon-divergent, has long-haired harry and my first foray into ✨spicy writing.✨ Not to be “that person” but this ranks highest on my ao3 stats page (I knew kink sells but what the fuck) I wasn’t in the best place writing this; ironically, this was at the same time as noisemaker.

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Thank you to @littleroverlouis @wabadabadaba and @neondiamond for tagging me! Being new to the writing game as a Sensitive Somebody who had a heck of a rollercoaster of a year, I had a hard time deciding out of my 11 little works! I need to branch out for my future fic ideas but I'm ready for whatever lies ahead!

i’ll tag anyone who wants to rate their own fics! seriously, just say i tagged you and i’ll hype up your top five fics

[estcsy]

What’s the hardest 4Town song to perform? Like dance, singing, rap etc? How hard are 4towns dances in your opinion like 1-10? have y’all been on tour yet? What’s the craziest thing to happen while performing? Do you ever see those YouTube videos like “Mars being tired of 4town for 18 minutes straight” (I absolutely loves those)? What’s your personal favorite music video YALL done? What’s it like living with the boys? Is it chaotic, calm orrrrr?

Sorry for so many questions I just have so many 💀💀💀💀

for me personally kiss me thru the phone is the hardest because we’re like sitting when we do it and for me it’s feels awkward 😭 like normally you’re dancing so there’s not really time to be awkward but MAN thank god the other guys are there be if it was just me I’d look stupid

the dances we do in my dr are pretty difficult I’m not gonna lie, sometimes I’m like focused on not messing up so like I look emotionless but I’d rate them like a 8 - 10 in difficulty (if you have trouble with foot work please script you don’t because you’ll be fighting for you life)

no we haven’t been on tour yet :,( we are soon tho :D

I think that t putting his pants on backwards and him fixing them right before we go on stage really takes the cake 💀 but stuff that happened on stage is at our debut showcase the lightsticks spelt out the first letter of all of our names and it looks so pretty :,)

YES I DO SEE A LOT OF THOSE VIDEOS there’s like “mars zoning out for 7 minutes and 12 seconds straight” “a compilation of mars talking” and it’s like a two hour video of me just saying the most random shit, and ones of like “me flirting with people” but no I’m loyal to my girlfriend ‼️ I’m just a good person and help people carry things

I liked it when we filmed nobody like u it was so fun, we shot it in new york and like running around places like that was very thrilling

now living with them is either hit or miss, yes I love them and all but at the end of the day they’re teenage boys. robaire, taeyoung and z are actually pretty clean and clean up after themselves but t and jesse are so messy and for what 💀 they claim that they “forgot” that they made a mess but it’s okay because at least they clean it up after

but as for like fights and stuff those don’t really happen, the only time I can recall an argument was when z and jesse had some tension between them before we debut but robaire is the peace marker