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iamthejinyouarethejin · 8 months
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♡ 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐳 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐜 𝐦𝐨𝐢 ♡ - "ˢᵗᵃʸ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵐᵉ"
✧˖°.⁺‧˚ ♡ ˚‧⁺ ✧˖°. author's note: i had a random late night inspiration, maybe it'll happen somewhere in the future. who knows? ✧˖°.⁺‧˚ ♡ ˚‧⁺ ✧˖°.
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚。 feelings are so weird  ゚・。・゚
especially mine. so enjoy. :)
‎♡‧₊˚ i wuv you
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i felt something was off. as i held him close to me, the glass wasn't half empty to me anymore, it was overflowing. our breaths were rhythmic and in sync. i didn't want to leave.
he slept like a baby. his soft snores, his face, squished into my chest. he looked so perfect pressed into me.
'i can't disturb him', i convinced myself. just go back to sleep, and everything will be fine.
he grumbled to himself. was he still half awake? it didn't seem like it. instead, it seemed as if he was unknowingly trying to get me not to go. who could leave a face like that behind, because they "felt like they were too happy "? no one. i sure didn't want to be the first.
he opened his mouth and slapped his lips together, tightening his arms' grip around my waist.
"you're not asleep, are you?" no response. i slowly pulled his arms off of me in an attempt to slide out the bed - with as little noise as possible.
"goodnight, my love." i placed a kiss on his forehead and smiled. i didn't want to depart from him just yet. he looked so precious and tiny. or maybe he looked like an ordinary person, and i was just madly in love.
i took hold of my things and unlocked the door of his window. i dreaded going back home. i longed to be in my own bed, but by the time i got there, i'd be craving the soft atmosphere of the pink LED lights in his room and the smell of old comic books and cologne.
stop it. i shook of the thoughts and prepared to make my way out of the small window and back into the cold. i stuck my leg through, wincing at the feeling of the icy breeze on my toes.
dammit. i'd left my shoes in the hallway.
"where are you going?
dammit dammit dammit.
my head snapped back as i met his eyes. his big, beautiful, sleepy eyes.
"home."
his gaze intensified as he shuffled from under the covers.
"but can't this be your home tonight? well... i'm here." he peeped, hastily making his way out of bed.
"no, no, go back to sleep."
"no. i'm going with you."
"no," i whispered. i pulled myself back through the window and shook my head.
"you need the rest, and you have no shoes."
"forget the shoes - you need the rest more than i do."
"i think i'd get more of it if you were with me."
"i-"
i paused and looked at my feet. my socks were thin, and if i went into the hallway i'd wake his dogs who, quite literally, would go ballistic, alerting every person in his house that i was there.
'hey," he whispered. "restez avec moi." i averted his gaze as he grinned and raised a brow. "please, my love?"
i sighed and bit the inside of my cheek. this could possibly be a horrible idea with even worse outcomes or... it could be fine.
"should i?"
he giggled and nodded, patting the empty space beside him.
"you absolutely should."
my body forced me back into his bed, except this time, i was okay with it. happiness should be normal. i was going to make it normal for both of us.
"restez avec moi. my poem."
"hm?"
"you remember it?"
"of course," he smiled. "now go to sleep."
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darkparablesthorst · 1 year
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hihi what a surprise that i am here to request some DP Snow White x reader!! i have never requested drabbles before dies
some fluff with getting shown around the snowfall kingdom maybe? idk im down bad for anything with snow in it pls and thank you
SURE THING LOVE!
Snow Queen x Reader
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The letters could never have captured the beauty of the Snow Kingdom in person.
Arm in arm with the queen of the castle herself, she took leave of her duties and led you to the places you discussed in her letters. You walked across the vast halls of the ballroom alight with glinting chandeliers and marbled floors, where your friendship began after a common acquaintance’s introduction. She led you to her secret place among piles of books and astrolabes, a little nook hidden in the midst of towering bookshelves shooting up to the cosmos painted in the ceiling. Though the breeze chilled your cheeks, the oolong tea you shared over pastries warmed you in the comfort of the gazebo cradled by an alcove of fully bloomed blue wisterias, enjoying an excellent view of the prairie garden bursting with delphiniums, white roses, clematises, chrysanthemums, and lavender.
“It’s a joy to meet you again, Your Majesty. I regret not arriving earlier and setting aside time to enjoy your castle’s surroundings all those months ago,” you said after taking a sip of tea.  
“The pleasure is all mine,” she replied with a serene smile, but the sparkle in her eye revealed the sincerity of her words. “To have you travel all this way to visit me… I am truly grateful. It must not have been an easy journey with the distance between our kingdoms.”
“I travel often, so it was no burden at all,” you consoled. A bold-faced lie, the second part, at least. In the sixth month of your correspondence with Snow, she wrote about the beauty of the wisterias in full bloom this time of the year and expressed her wish to have you see it. After sending off the messenger with your reply, you re-arranged your schedule for the following month to prepare for your journey to the Snow Kingdom, and arrived in front of its gates a week into the second month. 
“Indeed, you have. The tales of your travels around the world were enchanting. It would do the world a favor to catch a glimpse of it,” she teased. 
“I’m flattered, but my hands are better suited to a paint brush than to a pen.” You tried to hide your embarrassment behind the teacup, and Snow’s gaze softened.
“That I cannot deny. The sketches you sent alongside your letters breathed so much life into your conversations.” She set her cup down in her lap. “In all honesty, as proud as I am of my castle and my kingdom, I fear that it may not offer the kind of excitement you’d find in your travels.”
“Nonsense! It’s quite the opposite, actually. Since first stepping foot into your castle, I dare say that it has already found a special place in my heart,” you remark with a big grin.
A light chuckle escaped her lips, and the sound made you still, causing warmth to bloom in your chest from something other than the sip of sweetened tea.
“I am proud to hear it. And I am more than happy to foster that affection for your entire stay.”
You dropped your gaze to your lap, hiding a smile. With the way your heart quickened its pace, you believe that Snow was already making good on that promise.
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gothhobbithoe · 2 years
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The Thranduil Incident
(Thanks for @power-lizard for inspiring me to write this)
So let’s set the scene: 
It was about six hours into the second day of the road trip. It was the height of summer and everyone was a bit sweaty, tired and bored.
Gandalf was getting a headache from the 80′s karaoke so that was stopped until the painkillers began to kick in. In reality Gandalf was going to pretend his migraine didn’t get better until they were in the motel room.
No one knows who started the Truth or Dare game, Merry and Pippin seemed to have the idea at the same time. Sam and Frodo stayed clear out of it as once they had played it with Merry and Pippin and Frodo lost his eyebrows. 
First it was impression dares. Merry did the worst impression of Gandalf in his life. Pippin did the best impression of Legolas anyone had every heard. Legolas thought they were playing a recording of his voice at first. Merry got the best idea of his life and gave Pippin his dare.
While they stopped for a rest break Merry quickly and silently stole Legolas’ phone from his pocket. The dare was that Pippin had to make a phone call to Thranduil pretending to be Legolas. The call went a bit like this......
Pippin: Hello Dad, how’s your day going? How’s that high blood pressure? Just calling to inform you that I have found myself engaged to a lovely dwarven lad, Gimli. The wedding will be a- Gandalf: PEREGRIN TOOK YOU PUT THAT PHONE DOWN THIS INSTANT!!!” Pippin: Well I’ll send you the invitations in the mail, Goodbye!!
Legolas spent three hours on the phone trying to explain to Thranduil that it wasn’t him on the phone.
Pippin and Merry were banned from playing truth or dare, impressions or would you rather by order of Gandalf.
Gimli thought it was hilarious and laughed his ass off everytime he thought about it. He was told off by Legolas for encouraging Pippin.
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dawningfairytale · 1 year
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aurora pspsps what are your talia hcs?
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talia is so fun bc we really don’t know much about her!!!! iirc you’ve seen the “talia is a snarky romantic” post and that’s a lot of it. i think she’s outspoken whenever she wants/needs to be. i don’t think she’s fearless, but has courage in the face of fear. i think she has a couple of older siblings and a couple of younger siblings, and she looks out for all of them. i think she’ll go up to most people and say hi because (and she rationalises this) “what’s the worst that could happen?”. i say most people because there are some when the worst thing that could happen is awful. she’s not an idiot, she knows enough to keep herself safe. she hates being limited, to not be able to do or say something for whatever reason, even when that reason is herself, which is why she fights her fear instincts a lot of the time. i think she has a sense of humour about a lot of things, she’s witty and sarcastic, but enjoys deep and serious conversations. those talks feel almost natural to her. she can be loyal to a fault, not giving up on someone even if they hurt her and keep hurting her and others. even when she should leave them (because there are times that you should separate yourself from someone even though you care about them). she can be brutally honest, and tell people what she really thinks without sugar coating it. that said, she’s also good at lying, so much so that people don’t always trust her. when she first brought up mischa, even though she didn’t have any tells, her friends thought she was pranking them. even after showing them messages, some of them still do. she doesn’t go to a massive school, but she’s really a floater between friend groups. everyone finds her nice enough, and there are people she gravitates toward, but she isn’t really anywhere exclusively. she is a disaster bi and she is tired. not because she works hard, but she stays up late talking to her canadian boyfriend.
oh, and she watches eurovision. like, a lot.
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munvermaniac · 2 years
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i am curious so i have to ask how do you think a secret relationship would come about between them? does jason buy from him on occasion so that secret slowly builds into another one? do they fight and end up making out which leads into them realizing they've been pulling each other's pigtails this whole time? have they always known each other but drifted apart because of the different paths they took in high school? i have to know
Tbh didn’t really have a plan for how exactly a secret relationship would come about when I answered the other asks, I just thought it’d be cute, but I do have a few ways I think it could play out based on some of my own headcanons.
This is gonna be kind of a long one, so buckle up.
Some Basics
What I see in the canon of the show is less that Jason’s bullying Eddie and more that they have equal power, just in different places. Jason’s their moral king during the day, but Eddie’s the one you go to for sin.
Jason gives rousing inspirational speeches about the importance of purity and honor, Eddie knows the best places to smoke up and is the one you go to for weed or others. Equal power, different places.
ALSO! For all of these “au”s I’m kind of pushing Chrissy to the side for now. I don’t think Jason would ever knowingly cheat on Chrissy because I think he really did try his best in the show. I’m kind of slotting her as Jason’s best friend who everyone assumes he’s dating, but it’s up to interpretation. Maybe she’s dead? Maybe she doesn’t exist? Maybe they’re each other’s beards? (chrissy/robin ftw) Who knows.
1. Enemies with Benefits:
They’re probably in the gym after school fighting and Jason shoves Eddie against a wall and they just kind of stay there for a second, then they’re kissing. Then, they’re going back to Eddie’s trailer and doing... more.
They kind of keep that agreement for a while, and both of them are slowly falling for each other. Obviously, both of these lovestruck dumbfucks aren’t going to ever admit that to each other, so they keep making excuses to see each other, like the Jacket Debacle.
Eventually, the truth comes out that they both want more from the relationship, and they start actually dating. Only outside of school, of course. If Hellfire saw Eddie fraternizing with the enemy after everything he said about them, they’d probably skin him, and Jason’s situation would be about five times worse lol.
2. Smoke Buddies:
I didn’t actually think of this one before reading your ask and honestly I kind of like it. Jason, due to some stressful situation, has to go to Eddie for some weed to calm himself down. I see Jason as the kind of person to want nothing to do with any drugs except in really bad situations.
So, like Chrissy, Jason goes to Eddie to get drugs, and also like Chrissy, Eddie can tell something’s wrong. Eddie would probably be very suspicious at first and Jason would definitely hate having to buy from him, but I think they’d get closer over time.
To be completely honest, most of this idea is from Coping by Vanemis, but I think it’s such a neat idea to have a kind of role reversal like that. Whether Jason experiences trauma like in Vanemis’ fic (personally, I’m a bit of an angst fan, so that’s my choice) or he just really needs to de-stress is up to interpretation. Hell, maybe Chrissy pushes Jason to go to Eddie.
3. The BlueMond4y Method:
This is a fairly straightforward one that comes directly from BlueMond4y’s Straight to Hell, Boys on ao3 (ps: the sequel’s in progress rn and it’s pretty heckin’ good). Basically, the fic follows canon except Eddie survives and Jason never has the fight with Lucas (I’m pretty sure).
They get a few week’s detention with each other after an argument in school and slowly become friends and fall in love! So I guess this method is that after Chrissy dies, they’re kind of “forced” to become friends by being essentially thrown together. It’s fun.
This is less an exact au and more a structure for an au, though. Like, this could apply to both Smoke Buddies and Enemies with Benefits, but I see this route being much more Chrissy-centric. Jason definitely loved Chrissy, and it’s up to yall whether or not Eddie loved Chrissy too, or was childhood friends with her, etc.
4. Childhood Friends:
My personal fave. I’m a sucker for fluff okay??? In this “universe” Eddie and Jason are the same age and Eddie doesn’t get held back (because Jason helps him study). They met probably in kindergarten or elementary school, and became really good friends who are totally crushing on each other.
They definitely play fight and needle each other a ton, and by the time they’re all in high school, everyone thinks it’s serious because of how different they are. Jock and freak, couldn’t possibly be friends. They both have their own friend groups, but hang out with each other outside of school.
So, they decide just to go along with it. Half because they think it’s funny, but half so that they can keep being friends with each other while not being ostracized by their groups. After that, it can go two ways. On an au of it’s own (which I really like) the lines between playful and actual fighting get blurred until they’re not sure if they’re really friends any more for peak drama.
For the Jacket Debacle they’d probably just be thinking that the whole situation is hilarious. Jason takes it a bit more seriously, but they definitely value their relationship more than the groups at school.
So... uh, thanks for coming to my ted talk. This was a hella big post but it was honestly super fun to write!
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m34gs · 1 year
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For the anime ask: 6, 9, 14, 25
Thank you for the ask, friend!! (from this post) There might be some spoilers ahead, but that kind of comes with the territory for questions like these. Beware!
6. popular anime you didn’t like
Are you trying to get me killed, friend. Do you want to see the Meags dead in the ditch. (I jest. Only god can kill me, and only when I'm ready.)
Alright, I have to admit: I don't actually tend to really know what's popular. Sometimes I know, sometimes I'm like 'oh this is so good I bet everyone watches it' and no one else I know has heard of it, or sometimes everyone is like 'oh this show is so popular!!!' and I'm over here like 'whomst?'. Comes from not being allowed a internet or personal ipods/computers when I was younger, and our TV channels were limited. So, bear that in mind while I list my answers and my reasons.
Sword Art Online: Hate. Hate hate hate. Loathe. Kirito? More like Kiri-NO. He's so...bland. And annoying. And I just despise him. Couldn't watch the full thing. Don't like. Don't like at ALL.
Yugioh: I used to watch episodes here and there on 4KidsTV. I didn't like it. I did not like the art style and character designs and I didn't get what the big deal was about them battling with cards. And even now that I'm older, I could probably go and rewatch it, but I don't really want to. Just. No desire.
Kuroko's Basketball: Let me just first start by clarifying. I was actually interested in this anime at the start. But then they started making the sports actions out to be super-powers...and I didn't know at the time that Sports Anime is just Like That. So then I became more neutral about it. And then. It dragged. It dragged so much. Like, the plot got so slowed and I got so bored I ended up not finishing it. So, there were parts I did enjoy, and I really liked a lot of the characters, but I can't say I liked this anime overall.
Chobits: Idk. It's cute and all, but also I just didn't enjoy the main dude. I found him annoying. Also stopped watching this one part way through. That's just something I do. If I find it does not Spark Joy, I stop watching the show. Because I don't like to waste my time on shows I don't like.
9. favorite anime child
This is a toss-up between Somali from Somali and the Forest Spirit and Anya from SpyxFamily.
Anya is cute and funny. She's so relatable in a humourous way, and she really does try her best. She fails a lot, but then sometimes her failures inadvertently save the day. Plus, she has some of The Greatest facial expressions.
Somali is an innocent human child discovered by a Golem in a forest; in a time and place where humans are nearly extinct and are hunted down by Beasts and magical being. The Golem is trying to get Somali back to her own kind. Somali is a sweetheart. She does her best to follow the Golem's direction and she genuinely cares about him, and she calls him papa. Similar to Anya, she is just trying Her Best. In contrast to Anya, she is much more quiet and timid.
Honestly, I can't choose. Both girls are very sweet.
14. saddest anime you have ever watched
Ok, Honestly, I've probably watched a lot of anime with sad things, and bittersweet endings...it's hard to really choose One. But, that being said, I do have one that comes to mind. Take it with a grain of salt, though, because this is my opinion, and my opinion is subject to change at any point and time lol.
Corpse Party.
Yes, I know it's based on a video game. Yes, I know it's in the horror genre. I don't care, it is still sad. It is sad more than anything. Why is it sad? I don't know where to start. I'm not going to recount all the deaths, onscreen or offscreen, because that would take too long. The situation itself is bleak; students trapped in a ghostly school with all sorts of spirits after them to hurt them and rip them apart? Maybe it's sad because they're children? They're supposed to represent hope and light and the future, and they get stuck in this school and (literally) torn to shreds. Also. The littlest one dies. Which, is like, that is a Big Thing, ok. LIke, even in regular horror movies; there was a time where You Did Not kill off the children (yes, I know there are plenty of child deaths in horror now, but it is still one of the more disturbing aspects of those movies). Kids end up being the unlikely heroes. The ones who persevere and survive despite their innocence and trust in others, or maybe even *because* of it. (or they end up being the demons, but that's not relevant here).
So when that little girl gets tortured and murdered, After putting her trust in an older boy who said he would help her...it brings a huge wave of sadness. She was so helpless. She just wanted to find her big brother. She went from hopeful and trusting to Terrified, and then dead. (not to mention the ghost possessing the place to begin with is Also A Child)
25. anime you would recommend to someone who hates anime
I don't really know if I have one specific anime for people who hate anime. I don't think there's a catch-all that everyone would enjoy. And I don't really like pushing things on other people if they've indicated they don't like it.
If I were to recommend one, it would entirely depend on the person. If they're nice to me about it and they indicate they want to try anime, I would talk with them and find out their interests before recommending. Someone who loves romance might not wanna sit through One Punch Man, you know? So I'd take the time to figure out some actual suggestions that they might genuinely enjoy.
But.
If they're mean to me. Or talk down to me.
I'm gonna recommend they watch Boku no Pico with their Grandmother. 😀
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whiteshipnightjar · 4 months
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Zoozve, my beloved
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sylvies-kablooie · 4 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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emberglowfox · 8 months
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Keeper -- a short comic about an angel meeting a robotic lighthouse keeper that doesn't know the world has already ended. Made in about 18 hours for a 24-hour 24-page* black and white comic challenge (that I arrived late to, ha.)
*the actual submission does not include the cover, which was created after the fact for this post.
This was a really great learning experience as someone who's... never really made a completed comic. I ended up really attached to the story by the end of the project (possibly due to all-nighter deliriousness lol) and ultimately am very proud of what I made.There are some things I'd still like to change, particularly text placement, but in keeping with the spirit of the challenge I've elected to leave it as is.
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buggachat · 6 months
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something so fucked up about Chat Noir’s whole deal is that he is in a lot of ways Adrien playing a character. Like Adrien picked up his miraculous and was told he’d be a superhero so he was like “ok, time to act like a superhero!” and he lets himself have fun w it and play up the role and let loose and kind of just allow himself to be silly and goofy and have fun and for once in his life not care about performing Perfection™.
But. But none of the other characters KNOW THAT. So everyone just sees Chat Noir and is like “look at this guy’s ego. He’s so full of himself. Surely it’d be fair to knock him down a few pegs” without being aware of how few pegs he actually HAS. He’s like the “insecure character who overcompensates in ego” trope except he’s really not doing it unironically, he’s just having a fun LARP pretending to have self worth in his off-hours but nobody else is on the same page about it being a game and he refuses to tell them. He just dramatically pouts about it and lets them laugh and pretends like he’s not internalizing it and it is almost 3 am and my brain forced me to write this instead of sleeping I’m gonna take a melatonin
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kentopedia · 5 months
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nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.
so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.
still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.
the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.
he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.
because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.
it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.
naturally, no one came back twice.
he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.
though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.
by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.
by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.
on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.
he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.
“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”
“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“
but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.
“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”
a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”
though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.
“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“
“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”
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little-eye-guy · 1 year
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"this is too raw of a line to come from—" shut up. beauty and meaning is everywhere
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erabu-san · 17 days
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I enjoyed every second of this quest
[This art has platonic intention. Thank you for not tag ship!]
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dotcie · 7 months
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Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game
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the-phantom-peach · 7 months
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Little Big Changes ✂️~
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A long forgotten short comic I did for pre-totk/post-botw domestic zelink
I love Zel’s hair symbolism especially after altering her status as a “princess”and becoming a Hateno grade school teacher. She’d most likely still maintain some insecurities but that’s what our lovely knight was made for <3
Semi-connected to my previous Signing Link headcanon, Link speaks here for the first time post-Calamity and gets super self-conscious. But of course Zelda doesn’t mind and is happy that Link growing more comfortable after the events of breath of the wild
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cashmoneyyysstuff · 2 months
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chocolate confession ♡
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fem reader, part 2 for the ring pop proposal miniseries since yall were asking for it ! fem reader, soft n worried katsu, white day chocolates, katsu n reader r in highschool (ignore the no dorms blehh :P) in this one, this also reeks of my ocxcanon ship msorry yall lolololol, i dont think there are any warnings, but lemme know if i missed sum else !
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the first person who realizes katsuki is trying to confess to you is his mom because he hasn't left the kitchen since he'd banished everyone from coming in as soon as the sun peeked through the curtains.
the older woman had no idea what the sounds of pots and pans clanging, mixed with not-so-quiet cursing meant, at first. but she figured it out quickly, call it mother's intuition, or the fact that she checked her calendar and realized tomorrow was white day.
mitsuki knew her son was going to confess to you when he came back from school with a cutely wrapped box of chocolates. her katsuki was still rowdy—if not rowdier and even less approachable than he was as a chubby cheeked little boy, so she guessed by the blush and barely suppressed smile on his face that—
"ouuu, got yourself some chocolates ? aren't you a heartthrob.." she teased "who'd you get those from ?"
katsuki scoffed at his mothers teasing. he rolled his eyes, but they wouldn't—or rather couldn't stray far away from the wrapped sweet treats. he runs his thumb over the ribbon tied in front.
"..yn gave 'em to me." he huffs proudly.
as she guessed, they came from you. of course.
katsuki is still—if not even more protective over everything that involves you, practically growling at his mom's not so sneaky attempts at trying to sneak a chocolate when he had opened the box "yn made 'em for me, so no touchin'." he snarled, stomping over to his room and ignoring his mom's knowing smirk when he made his way up the stairs.
this memory brings her back to now when she suddenly hears..nothing. absolute silence in contrast to all the ruckus from only a few seconds ago. and then the door creaks open just a bit and mitsuki sees her son's head peek out from the corner. she looks up from her magazine to raise a brow in question and the blond boy glares, jolting his head to the side in a silent plea for her to come over.
she saunters to the door, knowing smirk growing wider the more her son's grumpy face comes into view. she gets a peek of her kitchen through the small crack her son allowed her to see. she had to admit, though rowdy, katsuki was anything but messy. even though the dishes piled up, she knew he'd clean them up soon enough. she looks down at him and he avoids eye contact.
"can i come into my kitchen now ?" she smirks. katsuki scoffs at his feet. he grumbles something unintelligible before side stepping and telling her to 'just come in already.'
the woman is greeted with a batch of freshly made chocolates, which she assumes are one's you like if she knew how enamoured her katsuki was with you.
"ouu, who are these for, hm ?" she teased, but if he knew her son well enough she knew that these—
"sh-shut up !" katsuki snapped, cheeks turning red and eyes drifting around the room "you know who.." he challenges. mitsuki smirks wider, crossing her arms.
as she guessed, they're for you.
"okay.." she humors him, shifting her weight to her other leg " and what do you need me to do here ?"
katsuki inhales shortly to himself. he picks up one of the chocolates, not from your tray because those were for you and no one else, but from another tray she hadn't noticed of sloppier batches.
"try this." is all he says. handing her a little piece of deformed chocolate and she plops it into her mouth. she takes the time to let the sweet treat melt on her tongue before letting out a pleased hum. katsuki straightens up and his eyes shine and brighten the slightest bit.
"mhm, these are good." she acknowledged "but why don't i get one of the pretty ones ?" she teases. her katsuki all but scoffs in her face, simply stating that "these are for yn, not you."
and mitsuki realizes. he must've been working for hours trying to make these chocolates perfect for you, she guessed. her heart warms and her eyes soften at her son's adoration for you.
"but the one you gave me is good too, why can't you just give her one of those ?" at that, katsuki shoots her an incredulous look, like she had just told him something utterly unimaginable.
"i can't go around givin' her shitty chocolates ! 'specially not if i.." he trails off suddenly, grumbling with balled fists. he wipes at his cheek to try and wipe off his embarrassment. mitsuki feels her smile practically reach her ears. she's too good at this.
"if you what ?" she sings, leaning towards her son. he grumbles.
"if i—stop looking at me like that ! s'creepy so knock it off !" the blond snapped, face and ears a bright shade of pink and mitsuki can't help but bark out a loud laugh at her son's flustered state, her laugh drowns out the low growl he makes. she decides to spare him after a good giggle.
"okay, okay. i get it." she reassures. because she does, of course she does. but she sees something is wrong with the way her son seems satisfied for only a second before he's chewing at his lower lip and the way he wipes his hands against his pants. she knows her katsuki is extremely hard to handle. he could be quite the brat, but also extremely stubborn (she thinks she might know where he got that from.) so asking him simply what was wrong was out of the question. so she decides to coax him into it.
"you gonna give them to her tomorrow ?" he nods, hiding his eyes with his bangs.
"they're good. so i'm gonna give 'em to her tomorrow." her son nods at his mumbled pep talk, but the tension between his brows doesn't let up and after a moment, he sighs grumpily.
"what if i, like, fuck it up..?" mitsuki's eyes soften at her son's insecurities showing despite himself.
"how would you do that ? all you gotta do is hand them over." she asks softly. katsuki huffs.
"it's not that simple," he retorts "what if i make it weird ? what if i make things between us weird an' she doesn't wanna be with me anymore..." the sad tone of voice and the angry little puppy dog eyes make mitsuki melt, despite growing up a lot. despite being quippy and rowdy and a major brat, her katsuki will always be her little boy tugging at the bag of sweet ring pops he'd begged her to buy at the grocery store. her little boy who smiled a bright determined smile as the bag crinkled in his hand following his proud stomps to the car back home, ready for tomorrow.
a surprised throaty noise escapes katsuki when his mom places a hand in his hair, running her fingers through it. he makes a displeased noise, again, but doesn't try to stop her. mitsuki does realize her son is trying to confess to you with these chocolates, but she's a woman too and she knows you, she's known you since you were small and she knows how much you care about her son. she knows from the way katsuki kept the chocolates to himself, the barely supressed giddiness in all of his actions and the way he took his time enjoying every bite she knows and realizes that these chocolates were most definitely just for him.
and she guessed maybe you were trying to tell him something too.
she knew her katsuki had absolutely nothing to worry about, because you carried you empty ring pop container around with you in your bag and proudly explained it was 'your husband katsu' that gave it to you with a giggle. because you'd kiss his cheek without worrying about the ooh's and the kissy noises, only her son's cherry red cheeks but proud smile. because you'd giggle and laugh when he still called you his wife well into elementary school, and because you still smile so wide at the mention of his little ring pop proposal. and so, she smiled. startling katsuki by rubbing his hair fast like an almost noogie. he growls at the sudden shift, gripping his mother's arm and pulling away with a scowl, rubbing and trying to fix his hair. "the hell are you doin', hag ?!" her son seethed, and all she can do is smile.
"you got nothin' to worry about, katsuki." she says sincerely, the boy's arms drop and altough his barely there pout remains he tries to act tough, raising a brow at her "how do you know that ?"
"call it mother's intuition." her smile widens at his scoff and rolled eyes, he's better at it now and she laughs. " why do you wanna give these to her ?" she urges. he thinks for a moment, before his cheeks burn red again but his eyes go soft and warm and so much more enamoured with you than he was all those years ago in the car.
"cus..i like her.." he confesses "an' i don't want anybody else to do it before me." he finishes bitterly.
he's always been protective of you. any other boy you were paired up with or sat next to when the class seating order changed was considered public enemy number one for a while. of course, you had him on a leash, always being able to soothe him by saying that he was your number one best friend. and that was more than enough for him to throw smart glares and snarky smirks, grabbing your hand and dragging you off somewhere to show you something cool. something he knew you'd find cool because he prided himself in knowing exactly what you liked more than the other boys. your favorite ice cream, flowers, and chocolate flavor.
and mitsuki smiles. "right, you like her. so you can't let that scare you off, can you ?" mitsuki feels her heart soaring with pride, albeit with a little amusement when her son scoffs in response "course not. i ain't scared of shit." he states, she decides to ignore the irony of his statement for now.
"of course," she nods "and just between us, i think she likes you, too. i dunno how she does but.." katsuki's eyes widen like she'd just told him something ridiculous, completely ignoring her jab at him. she has to hold back a harsh laugh at how oblivious her son could be.
"that's just my guess though !" she shrugs nonchalantly "but there's only one way to find out if i'm right.."
after a beat, katsuki nods to himself with a grunt, grabbing the tray of chocolates and putting it in the fridge, ready for tomorrow, and wordlessly rolling up his sleeves and starting the dishes, as mitsuki guessed, and she smiles. she pets her son's head again briefly, ignoring his dissaproving grumbles, before giving him a pat on the back and wishing him good luck.
the next day, katsuki walks over to her, sat on the couch, immediately after coming back from school, with a proud smirk and gleaming red cheeks. and mitsuki knew she had nothing to worry about as she grins back.
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