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nqmonarch · 4 months

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Valentines Day w/ HSR Characters!

Doing Calc homework and am very stressed, i can feel it everywhere in my body. the math is just not mathing mentally today (i looked at trigonometric identities today so maybe thats why)

Just writing out some messy ideas to take a break

Btw if u sent in a request and I haven't answered it yet I am working on it thank you for your uh question ask thingy i appreciate it, i like to know what people like to read bcus tbh i like to write anything altho jingyuan gets like +10 points cus he fluffy

Valentines Day With Some HSR Characters (Jing Yuan, Blade, Dan Heng, Stelle)

Jing Yuan

Jing Yuan is old school romantic. You cannot tell me he wouldn't arrive home with a big bouquet of roses (does HSR even have roses?) and 20 other gifts, including but not limiting to boxes of chocolate, teddy bears, and at least one gag gift. There's gotta be at least one, he'd make a dad joke out of it too.

Then he'd reserve one of the best restaurants on the Luofu and bring you there. He'd probably have booked a private room, thank goodness because no one wants to hear the general continuously compliment you until you're a puddle on the floor. What he is best at is attacks. But if he gets a compliment in return he'll freeze up for a moment before playfully returning it.

Jing Yuan doesn't put on his normal coy facade today, instead he just embraces how much he loves you because he's happy to still have you in his life.

Blade

Blade does not know it's Valentine's Day. It's not his fault, cut him some slack. Anyway Kafka probably reminds him that it's Valentine's Day about half way through the day to which he goes into a silent panic. You can't tell he's panicking he's just staring at the wall with a blank face, he actually looks like he wants to murder someone.

The two of you end up celebrating though! He... pulls something together, it really is something. Sure he smells like blood and the waiters are scared, and taking over this restaurant for a Valentine's Day dinner was definitely not in the script but... It could be worse. He's trying his best, really.

Afterwards you and Blade share lots of cuddles! Something he's pretty good at! Holding you just tight enough, and keeping you close to his side-- you just won't be able to get up if you want to get water or anything. He doesn't say too much but you can feel the love in each caress.

Dan Heng

Dan Heng doesn't really like going out, why would he when all he needs is right by his side? So the two of you stay on the express in the archives. What matters isn't where you are but the company. He'd probably get you a few trinkets from different places he's collected over the years, a necklace, a sick looking compass, whatever fits your vibe.

Dan Heng would probably also write you a love poem, and make you read it or awkwardly recite it in front of you. If you read it out loud though he will get unbelievably embarrassed and snatch it away from you. He'd give it back but he'd take some coaxing, be nice okay? His face is already red.

Then when the night draws to a close the two of you would curl up together on that sorry excuse of what he calls a bed. The majority of your body would be on Dan Heng's using him as a pillow, and his arms would be wrapped around your body keeping you still and warm.

Dan Heng's bed is not it man. Personally, I'd get back problems.

Stelle

"You are the one who deserves the golden trash the most," Truly romantic words from Stelle as she hands you a golden trashbag. That is just the first of the gifts she gives you tonight, and the one that's most valuable to her. It's the thought that counts right? You still have no idea what she's talking about when she mentions fighting Sampo as a trashcan...

The two of you spend a romantic night together, walking down the quiet streets of Belobog, and-- did Stelle just investigate a trashcan again? You should be used to this. On the bright side, every time she gets something cool she comes up to you with the biggest smile on her face, it's beyond adorable. Sometimes the trashcans even have good stuff, like a scarf Stelle lets you wear that thankfully doesn't smell like trash.

It's just good to spend time with the person you love. She spends her time catching you up on everything new from her adventures, and when it's too cold to stay out any longer the two of you head to the Astral Express. Where you shower together and then doze off on one of the Express' couch cushions while playing games. Your head rests against Stelle's reminding you, you're never alone.

Okay I need to get back to homework, fun break thanks guys. Imagine being alone on Valentines Day couldn't be me, I have my Calc Homework. It told me I was integral to it <3 legit peak partner material.

#hsr #reader insert #hsr x reader #gn reader #jing yuan x reader #blade x reader #dan heng x reader #stelle x reader #valentines day #me x calculus homework

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dolladooley · 11 months

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the dooley davenports x black!reader | general hcs

contains: adam, bree, chase, leo

a/n: this will get zero notes but idc i am pioneering ts for lab rats. gif credit goes to him (me. bc i am him.) 💯

adam

i have always been very loud about my belief that adam marries a black woman or man in the future

and i mean LOUD

he 100% does

the first time he meets u he's like woah

prettay

he likes watching how your hair bounces as you descend the stairs or even just walking on flat ground

he likes how u speak to him

you call everyone lil nicknames so whenever u say "baby" he's like 😃

u help him with school stuff

bc you smart 💯

okayyyy scholar 😍😍😍

sorry

anyway

he loves seeing u

you anchor him

keep him from doing ridiculous shit that can get him hurt yk

turn into ur mom fr

he fidgets with his fingers a lot so he be playing in your hair

gently pulling strands so they spring back and wrapping em around his finger (ESPECIALLY when they're freshly moisturized and wet)

y'all are just saur cute to see

he's a big hugger so he rests his cheek against ur head and ur lil curls tickle him

and bonus points if you're significantly shorter than him

it's an adorable image when u hold hands

bc ur this lil person that is clearly able to easily escape restraint and u got ur tall white boy that's a lil dumb but happy to be here with u nonetheless

i love adam lawd

bree

bisexual queen

anyway

u guys become friends very quick

she complimented ur jewelry (a lil gold necklace) and u were like "aw thanks gang"

and from that u sparked a conversation and became very good friends very fast

she introduced u to her brothers, allat

u guys meet in the library every morning or u go to the nearby coffee shop before school starts

get some polite lil drinks and just.. talk :)

if you guys were to pack ur own lunches every day, y'all would do snack trades a lot

you defend her a lot against her brothers 💀

the first time you said "boy shut up" to chase she got hearts in her eyes fr /hj

when she realizes she might have a lil crush, she doesn't act too strange but she is a little bit different

she hugs for a little longer than normal, just to enjoy the scent of ur moisturizer and ur hair products

when y'all have sleepovers she always cuddles close

she loves to cook with u

u show her recipes you got from ya mama and she enjoys them every time

she stares at ur lips when u eat

and talk

and

do anything at all

they are very kissable what can she say

chase

lord.

he's infatuated

INFATUATED

he only knew leo so he had no idea black ppl could be so fine /j

the first time he sees you, a little notification in his eyebawl goes off like "heartrate rising. entering cooldown." and it's SO LOUD to him

turns out you and leo are already friends

which is NOT helpful

because now whenever you're at the house he's frantic as hell

either trying to interact with you (extremely awkwardly) or hiding in the lab so he doesn't embarrass himself further

bree would come down like "just go talk to them loser" and he's like "I CAN'T 😭😭😭😭😭😭"

when she finally forces him to quit being a punk and at least say hi, he comes upstairs to see u looking out at the view

the sun shining through their big ass windows glows gold on your skin and to him you look like a god

he flees /hj

HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO ACT

he eventually pulls himself together and soon feels like a fool

because talking to you is SO EASY ?

you exude a charm he has never seen heard or experienced from anyone else before

the way u speak to him makes him melt

that being said never call him a pet name

ever

a simple "sugar" or even just "baby" will make him overheat and shut down

leo

i'm already laffing

y'all are funny as SHIT

you were classmates before the davenports came in but you weren't really friends until after they did

you helped leo show them around the school and the two of you cracked plenty of jokes along the tour

many that the bionic trio did not understand LMFAOO

you two are so fun together and everyone can see it, even the trio who be fighting for they lives whenever y'all are speaking to each other /j

leo probably tells u ab the whole bionic secret after you witness one too many close calls and the way you handle it makes his baby crush grow exponentially

like YOURE SO COOL???? DIDNT EVEN BLINK AT THIS ABSURD ASS PIECE OF INFORMATION???? GOD THEYRE COOL AS FUCK

you guys share hair information and you bring home hotel shampoo's for y'all to share LMFAO

he let you give him waves once

it was comedic

tasha loves you

she didn't know you for a while because leo never brought you up when y'all were just classmates but after y'all became actual friends, you'd get mentioned here and there

the first time he has you come over is to work on a school project

she meets you and is like omg hai i'm leo's mom

and he's kinda like 😐 pushing her away like he did in the avalanche episode with janelle LMFAO

you like "why you so mean to yo mama" and it makes him sweat /j

you like tasha too and you guys often have tea together when leo is late for y'all's lil hangouts

she gasses you up to leo all the time like he didn't know you first

"your friend, [name]? they're cute!!!" "i know mom" "go ahead and ask that out" "MOM"

he eventually does (it was actually you but he tells tasha it was him)

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subskz · 6 months

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I will have to send two asks in short succession here causeeeeeeee the seungmin babygirl look (the thigh high fuzzy socks and mary janes) and the innie collar are going to take me out.

Let's start with seungmin because I can :)

Like the day the photos come out you praise him as you normally do when new teasers and stuff happen and he suspects nothing. HOWEVER. Like a week later you're waiting for him and there's a suspicious package waiting on the table that you tell him to open. He does and oh? Some very pretty thigh high socks? And a little pair of silky shorts? Hmmmmm what could the inspiration for these be 😋. You tell him to put them on, since you couldn't be there for the original photos so you want your little homemade version hehe. You meant it too, because you get right to ordering him around to pose in different angles and positions. Seungmin gets a little frustrated but doesn't show it, cause he truly expected to be bent over in an instant but nooooooo. While he's posing he does start thinking about all the things he wants you to do to him, and the next pose you order him into 🤭 you can see just how hard he is in those shorts. You're almost done the photoshoot anyways, but push it a little farther to see if Seungmin says anything. He doesn't, but he gets about 8 million times more restless. Eventually he can barely sit still which is just the PERFECT teasing opportunity. So you start poking in and Seungmin ignores and brushes it off as he usually does. But! It doesn't take long before he finally snaps "I want you to bend me over and fuck me, but apparently all you want is pictures!" AHAHAHAHA. 🤌 who knew this was all it took to break him. So you walk so so slowly towards him and grin and Seungmin is just like. Ah fuck, what have I done now

So much build up and for what? Why am I like this? He messes with my brain in a heinous way istg 🫥. Thank you to everyone who reads this, do not perceive me -🦊

the way u and 🐾 anon sent ur asks not even 5 minutes apart 😭 seungmo really had us all in his babydoll clutches w that fit

what a perfectly seungminnie scenario hehe it really does make for a great way to tease him bc of course he loves his pictures!! who is he to deny you snapping a million photos of him from every angle imaginable and fawning over how pretty your boy is. it’d be extra fun to pause after each new shot and make a big fuss of showing it to him so he can see how good he looks, both as a way to gradually fluster him more and more w all your compliments, and to chip away at his patience. even when he starts to get antsy, he tries his best hide it bc he can definitely sense some kind of trap being set up by you

ordering him to take poses where he can’t hide how worked up he’s made himself is soo evil i love it >:) you tell him to lean back a lil and spread his legs for you, and he just presses his lips together and awkwardly lets his arm rest between his thighs in a pointless attempt to hide his bulge…and when u still act oblivious it just makes his tension skyrocket bc even someone as disciplined as seungmo has his limits! can you imagine if you leaned in close to him and his breath kinda catches in his throat bc he thinks you’re finally gonna give him what he needs, only for you to mess w the frayed edges of his shorts and “adjust” them for the camera. he’d be a little mortified by how visibly he jolts when your fingers brush over his thighs, but that’s definitely the breaking point for him 💔 smth abt how pouty he sounds when he finally loses his patience makes all that tortuous buildup worth it

#also im not sure if u sent ur innie ask but if so i dont think i got it!#ask #🦊 anon #💌 seungmo

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fleetways · 5 months

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would Sonic have fallen in love with Shadow eventually when he was hiding as Henry?

anon I need you to know that you are a seer—I received this literally the day after talking about this exact concept w someone! 😭 and safe to say I have many thoughts.

I can imagine two ways you might have meant this: the first being if Sonic somehow came across Henry in his natural habitat in Villenulle (either as a werehog or otherwise), and the second being if Shadow had kept up his Henry persona while staying at the castle.

I’m not really sure how the first would work given everything Sonic’s got going on in this au, but if Sonic was somehow normal (or pretending to be), I could see him meeting Henry by coincidence and having an instinctive draw to him, though he can’t quite put his finger on why. He would probably stick around the store and generally be a nuisance (by Henry’s standards anyways), but if there was ever a point where Sonic saw Henry’s facade slip to reveal his true nature, it would definitely solidify his resolve to get closer and figure this guy out. On the other hand, if it’s a case where Sonic too is trying to appear normal, the first glimpse Henry catches of Sonic’s true self, he’d be trying to get away from his as quickly as possible!

(also I wanna say the concept of Sonic falling for a “normal”/in-hiding Shadow has already been done phenomenally in @/sharpedgedfool’s museum au (which I am a hugggge fan of btw so u should definitely check it out go check it out now now now))

As for the second and more realistic scenario, Sonic would definitely not buy the “normal” act given how Henry ended up staying in the castle. But Shadow is a good actor (decent enough, anyways), and I think that would leave Sonic feeling frustrated when this Henry guy turns out to not align at all with what he was expecting. Funnily enough, because Sonic and Shadow’s personalities compliment each other so well as they are, I actually think it would take a lot longer for Sonic to connect with someone like Henry, even with his seemingly more friendly nature. That being said I absolutely see something eventually growing between them, and when it does, I can definitely see Sonic leaning more on what little Proper Courting™️ knowledge he retained from a couple hundred odd years ago in an attempt to woo him. It would definitely be a much slower burn kind of story, but the reward in turn is a fluff-fest featuring a properly chivalrous (and awkward as hell) Sonic, so I can definitely see the appeal (the appeal is to me btw it appeals to me holy shit)

Anyways, sorry to ramble! I’ve just been having Henry thoughts lately and this ask spurred some interesting ideas! Thank you for the ask and the interest in my little normal guy <3

#mdlhea #asks #sonadow au #anonymous #text

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bigstupid69 · 9 months

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u seem rly cool and I am too nervous to not use anonymous on these things but please I wanna hear stuff about your Penny Lamb so badly after seeing random people saying it was inaccurate

Thank you anon I'll put them under the cut

Okay first off and I'm not bashing this hc whatsoever and I literally use these pronouns, but I do not think she would be entirely okay with it/it's pronouns being used on her after the whole Jane Doe incident, since y'know being called a freaky monster isn't really a compliment? Penny is weird I know that, but I also just don't think she really enjoyed being Jane Doe, like at all. In fact I think it was pretty traumatic for her, I've shown this in fics I've abandoned but she has a very complicated relationship with herself and her identity after the incident. It's obviously hallucinations from declining mental health and the fact Uranium probably doesn't have a licensed therapist. But still, almost turns into a sense of derealization or dissociation.

After the accident at least with my Jane Doe design the little cracks on the dolls head basically turn into scars, I've also just given her extra since I like drawing scars they're cool. I don't remember what eye it was I think it was right, but she's partially blind and uses a glass eye after the incident. She likes to take it out and freak people out.

I think I've only seen this in some fics but she is not like dumb, at all. She's silly and weird yeah, but she is very smart and actually knows how to do things. I mean she's literally taking care of Ezra and is practically a mother figure to him at this point because of their parents being arrested.

She skates and she sucks at it, one of the reasons why she is constantly looking like she got hit by a semi-truck.

She worked as a scare actor with Mischa at the fair before the incident.

I don't wanna make this about perfectdolls but this can just be in general, Penny would NOT use a normal ass petname for anyone. She would just use some random ass word, I made it a joke that she just calls Ocean different names of bodies of water that get progressively more stranger everytime.

Shes a contortionist, and purposely creeps people the fuck out because of it. Also one of the reasons why she was a scare actor for the fair as a part time job.

Also she hates the cameras since it reminds her too much of the Johnny Moon incident, mugshots, she literally maimed a guy

Anyways there's definitely more but here you go

#ride the cyclone #legoland penny lamb #penny lamb #headcanons #rtc headcanons

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ghulehthezombiequeen · 9 months

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back to december - terzo x transmasc reader with a kid

masterlist.

Author’s note: weewoo coming back out from my cave to bring this so buckle up boys we’re in for a ride on the hot mess express also requests are always open!! :) and, as always, thank you for all the love on my past two fics !! love u guys sm <3

Other things to note: angst/fluff (? idk u tell me i just write), reader and Terzo are ex lovers, reader is transmasc and he gave birth to a kid, reader is still in love with Terzo (and Terzo is still in love with him)

Word count: 2947 words

You had been working very long hours at the Ministry library and were just about to leave for the night when he bumped into you in the hallway.

“Terzo.” You said calmly, nodding in greeting with a skeptical look. “You look.. good.”

He, of course, looked mildly surprised to see you. “Oh, thank you,” he said softly before looking slightly embarrassed.

Even though you had been working at the Ministry for about 4 months or so, Terzo had never seen you around as you normally hid in the library sorting books. But of course, he thought he had seen you pass by his office, but he had dismissed it. He’d never admit it, but he was still very much in love with you, even after five years of distance standing between the two of you.

“Likewise.” you responded with another nod, then sighed. You looked him up and down for a few seconds, eyeing his new-looking robes with a raised eyebrow. “They.. promoted you to Papa now?”

Terzo looked at the robes, then glanced back at you. “Oh, yes, I am the new Papa now.” he gave a weak response, fidgeting slightly. He cleared his throat before speaking again. “It’s strange, at times. So much responsibility now, and yet it is so freeing.” he sighed.

“Hm. I’m surprised they’d actually trust you with that position, given your… history.” You replied, your eyebrow still raised as you folded your arms.

“History is in the past, my old friend. It’s time to start anew, don’t you think?” He said with a small mischievous smile. “Anyway, how have you been?” he asked curiously. You rolled your eyes at his comment with a light smile. “If you say so. And I’ve been… busy, with this little one.” Your smile widens as you look down at the small child hiding behind you. The child peeked his head out and looked at Terzo with wide eyes. The child had most of your features, but his eyes… His right eye was green, but his left eye was white.

Just like Terzo’s..

Terzo also looked down at the child with a slightly shocked expression. He smiled at him, then curiously tilted his head to the side as the child’s eyes caught his attention. “Is that your son?” he asked.

“Yes, this is my son, Casper.” You said as you ruffled his short hair. “You can say hi if you want, bud. It’s okay, he’s friendly.” you reassured him.

“Hi..” Casper mumbled shyly, hiding behind you more and grabbing onto your shirt tighter.

Terzo looked at the child, then looked at his eyes again. “Hello there, young one.” he greeted softly, squatting to level with Casper. “I like your hair, it’s cute.”

Casper blushed at the compliment and turned his face away to hide it in your shirt, making you and Terzo chuckle.

“How old is he, if I may ask? He looks so adorable.” Terzo asked softly.

“Casper is five now, yeah?” You asked, trying to pry Casper out of hiding as him tugging on your clothing was starting to get uncomfortable. Terzo’s jaw dropped slightly as he stood up to look at you. Five years?! No, it couldn’t be possible. What had happened in those five years? He could vaguely remember, but.. no, those memories can't be true. His eyes shifted from you to Casper, and the child's eyes were starting to feel familiar to him.. familiar, but in which way?

Casper stared at Terzo and imitated the shocked expression as he looked at Terzo’s eyes. He pointed up at Terzo. “Hey.. your eyes look like mine…” he mumbled. He paused for a moment, before looking back at you with wide eyes. He felt a wave of emotions hit him all at once, the years blending together.

He looked at the child's eyes, and they started to feel... he started to get a strange, yet comforting familiarity... the eye colors...

Casper's eyes looked exactly like Terzo's eyes.

His mouth hung open.

“Wait... this is our...our son…” he whispered slowly, still in awe and shock. “Yes.. it is.” You sighed and nodded, meeting his eyes. Oh, those eyes…

“You kept him with you, all this time…” he said, before frowning. “Why did you never tell me? I would have loved to meet our son. I miss him already.” he sighed. He looked at you and Casper with longing in his eyes; he couldn't remember loving anyone as much as he did you two. What a fool he was for forgetting his beloved and his own flesh and blood.

You looked at him with an unamused expression. “Well, the last time I saw you, you seemed pretty occupied with a ghoul.”

Terzo nodded, remembering now that you had been right, “Yes, I had a thing with a young ghoul, back then…” he sighed.

“I'm not proud of it.” he confessed, sounding mildly ashamed.

“Well, at least you finally own up to your mistake.” You said, rolling your eyes.

“Can I hold my son?” He asked, his arms outstretched.

“I don't know, does he want you to hold him?” you looked down and ran a hand through Casper's hair with a smile.

Casper nodded slowly and hesitantly walked over to Terzo and lifted his arms for Terzo to hold him. “Up, up, please..”

He smiled at the tiny boy, before scooping him gently into his arms. “Thank you, little one,” he whispered, before turning back to you.

“I still regret it; I never should've done that,” he sighed.

“How has he been? Is he healthy?” He looked at the child in his arms, with their eyes. His eyes.

Casper stared at Terzo in awe, gently playing with Terzo’s bangs.

“Um.. he had a bit of a cold last week, but he should be all good now..” you smiled softly as Terzo held Casper in his arms.

Terzo smiled. “I'm glad he's doing better.” he said before adjusting the boy in his arms and rocking him lightly. He felt the years that had separated him from you and Casper melt away. After all, he was back with the people he loved.

“I'm so sorry,” he whispered. “I feel foolish, that I left you all alone... I wish I was here to see him grow.” He looked down at the boy, before kissing his cheek, making Casper giggle.

“...Thank you.” You said softly and smiled at Terzo, but this time more genuinely. It meant more to you that he apologized for his mistakes, knowing how stubborn he can get.

He nodded, and looked down at the boy, whose eyes were still following Terzo's movements.

“He seems.. comfortable. Are you alright if I keep him, only for a bit?” He asked gently.

“I just feel like I've been missing the other half of myself, and seeing him makes me feel whole again.” he whispered, chuckling as Casper still played with his bangs.

You thought for a moment, skeptical of what Terzo might be up to. You didn’t want Casper around the ghouls at this age as the ghouls can be very reckless. “I… I’m not sure.. I mean, I would let you have him for a few hours, but I’m not sure if he’d be up to that..”

Terzo looked up at you, then back down at Casper. “Hey there, little one. Would you like to come with Papa for a while?” He asked softly. Casper mumbled something incoherent, then looked back at you in reassurance. You smiled. “Do you want to go home and grab some of your spaceships first?” You offered, to which Casper nodded enthusiastically.

Terzo nodded and smiled. “Of course.”

He looked up at you once more. “You and I have a lot to catch up on,” he said with a mild smile, before looking back at the little boy. “Do you think it would be fine if I came with you to grab your spaceships?” He asked softly. You were right, Casper might not want to, which is why he waited for the boy to decide; he’s had a lot of changes forced upon him, and he wasn't about to force another change onto him, even if it was from his father. “Yeah, we do indeed.” You agreed, nodding.

Casper nodded happily as well. “Yeah! I can show you all my X-Wings, and- and my B-Wing, and- and my starfighters too!” He squirmed in Terzo’s arms, and Terzo set him down.

Terzo laughed lightly at the boy's enthusiasm. “Alright, alright. Your spaceships, it is,” he said with a smile, before looking at you again.

“Can you take us back to your home?” He asked curiously.

“Yeah, sure… C’mon, Casper, we’re gonna go get your spaceships now!” You said with a big smile, holding your hand out for Casper to take, which he did excitedly.

The three of you walked to your car, and you opened the back door for Casper, who climbed into his car seat and buckled himself in.

You got in the driver’s side of the car and Terzo walked to the passenger side, getting in as well. As you drove home to your apartment, Terzo spoke up. “Do you think he’ll play with me?”

“Oh, of course. He’s really into Star Wars right now, so he’ll definitely play Jedi with you.” You smiled at the memory of when you and Terzo used to have Star Wars marathons back when you were together.

He nodded, but then his eyes widened as he thought of something.

“Wait a second,” he said with a frown. “Have you... told him that I'm his father?” he asked curiously. It's a heavy question, but one needs to be asked.

“..No. I haven’t yet. I… I’m not sure what to do.” You sighed, rubbing your forehead with one hand still on the wheel, focusing on the road ahead of you. It was true, you thought you were still angry with him for leaving you alone, running after a young ghoul to fulfill his fantasies and discarding you to the side, as if you were just a phase to him. But once Casper came along…

you weren’t sure of your feelings for him. You still won’t admit it, but you still loved Terzo. Very much.

He bit his lip, and nodded, "It is.. complicated. I guess I'll just tell him that I'm a family friend, for the time being."

He nodded again, looking at the young child in the backseat. He felt his heart ache for these two, and the time they had lost.

“Say.. do you have other plans tonight, other than spending time with your little one?” He asked curiously. “Could I.. stay with you, for the evening? Of course, I want to spend time with him, but most importantly.. I want to spend time with you.”

You sighed again, unsure of what to say. Terzo sensed your hesitation and felt his heart hurt again, thinking of the years and years that had separated them. “Please.. it's all I ask for.” he asked gently and with his signature soft tone, the one you could never say no to.

You sighed again. “We.. we’ll talk about it when we get home.”

He nodded, feeling his heart ache. Not a lot could've made him happy, but you could easily do that.

About twenty minutes later, they finally arrive at the apartment building. You get out of the car first then help Casper out of his carseat. You then walk towards the stairs and climb up to your apartment.

He followed the two of you up the stairs, watching as you walked to the door and entered the apartment. He looked around, seeing the state the tiny apartment was in. There were only two small rooms, a small living room, and an even smaller kitchen. The small living room was littered with toy spaceships and Star Wars Lego figurines.

How had things become this bad for you? Was rent really that high? Terzo had never noticed as he had always lived at the Ministry.

His eyes settled onto Casper, who was zooming around the living room, and he smiled. Casper. The boy was adorable, and looked so much like you. Terzo felt his heart ache for them both... for what he could've, and should've, done. Terzo laughed softly as he watched Casper run back into his room as he said he was gonna grab his Grogu figure. You smiled as you walked to the kitchen. You had changed, too.

“Where'd he go?” Terzo asked, his eyes shifting to where the child ran off to.

“Oh, he just went into his room.” You smiled softly. “You can come in, just put your shoes inside by the door.” He stepped in, and looked around the modest apartment. It wasn't much, and the mess, while not as noticeable as you had said earlier, was still present. His eyes landed on the coffee table, and Terzo walked to it, picking up one of the spaceship toys that were scattered around. He set it down as Casper ran back into the living room holding an oversized Grogu plushie. Casper held it above his head to show Terzo. “Look, look! When I first got him, he was bigger than me! But then- then I growed! Dad said I growed!” He said happily.

He nodded at Casper, while smiling at the boy. Terzo felt his heart ache for the child, who seemed starved for attention. He wanted someone to pay attention to him. It was almost like he was looking at his younger self.

“Can I ask you a question?” He looked up from Casper and asked as you walked over from the kitchen to the couch where Terzo was sitting, handing him a water bottle.

“Yeah, sure. Goob, can you put all these spaceships away nicely, please?” You asked Casper with a smile, and he did as you said happily, picking up all his toys and putting them in his room. He stayed inside his room, playing with the spaceships he had cleaned up.

Terzo took the water bottle before cracking the lid and drinking from it.

“Thank you,” he said softly, then looked back at you.

“How are you holding up?.. I mean emotionally,” he clarified quietly. “You used to be so bright and energetic, and yet now it seems like the light in your eyes has dimmed.”

He looked at you with concern, his voice soft and caring.

you sighed as he set the water bottle down on the coffee table, staring at the stray spaceship on the floor that Casper forgot to pick up.

“..it's just been.. really difficult, these past few months especially. I've been working two jobs to pay the rent here and to feed the both of us.. I don't know. I want him to do well, but… sometimes I wonder if I'm doing this whole parenting thing wrong or not.”

He nodded, understanding how difficult the situation must be.

“No, you're a good parent... I mean it. You have such a kind soul, and you work so damn hard to give the best life to the two of you that you possibly can.”

He hesitated, but his concern for you and Casper overwhelmed him. In a sudden moment of courage, he leaned in, and gently, lovingly, kissed you on your cheek.

“hm. thanks.” You smiled a bit.

You froze as Terzo kissed your cheek. You looked at him for a moment, unsure of what to say. You sighed heavily. “You.. you really hurt me. And... I shouldn’t give you another chance, but.. I can never stay mad at you. I love you too much to move on.”

Terzo looked at you, his eyes soft and his smile still on his face.

He nodded, his voice a mixture of guilt, regret, and honesty. “I know I hurt you, and for that I am so damn sorry. I've regretted it for months. And I know this is no replacement, but I'd do anything just to be able to take the pain away from you.”

His eyes looked at you. “I love you. I do. I love you, and no matter how much pain I've caused you, I still love you.” “I… I love you too..” you whispered, feeling a tear fall down your cheek. “And.. I forgive you…

Terzo's smile widened as he heard your answer.

“Thank you,” he said as he got up, his legs feeling weak and shaky at the prospect of spending a romantic night with the man he loved. He crossed the room, and stepped close to you.

“I know this will never make up for what we've lost,” he said. “But I'm going to try damn well to do it right, starting tonight.”

He smirked, and kissed you softly on the lips.

You blushed as Terzo kissed you, just like all those years ago. You sighed into the kiss and wrapped your arms around Terzo's neck, pulling him in gently. Whatever anger and hatred you felt towards Terzo in the last five years had suddenly melted away.

Terzo returned the kiss with passion, his heart racing as tears ran down his eyes. He knew he had hurt you, so much, and yet.. even through all the anger and hate you felt, and the heartbreak and sadness, you never stopped loving him… I love you, so, so much. I can still save us.

He kissed your neck softly, his lips lingering in a caress.

“I swear to everything that is holy and unholy, this will work,” he whispered. “We will make this right. I will become a better man, I’ll help raise our child…” he held your hand.

“This is the night everything changes, for the better.”

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eroseas · 1 year

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eventually. [ellie williams.] 2/5

other parts:

pt. 1

pairing: ellie/fem!reader

word count: 2.3k

cw: not proofread. possessiveness, dirty dancing, sexual situations and a very brief noncon interaction! use of fem compliments!

tags: n/a

an: man. i adore you all who have shown me support. anyway so let's keep it 18+ please bc we are teetering on the edge of smut and im gonna keep it a buck fifty with you, mis amores: i am absolutely so down bad for ellie rn. also if u see errors no u don't. hop in my asks and lets talk abt this

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Time seems to speed up when you get ready. You try to maintain a level of comfort as well as style; a short-ish black dress and not-too-high heels. You wear safety shorts under the dress and keep extra shoes with you to dump into Dina’s car when she picks you and Ellie up. It's not your first rodeo, thanks very much. Ellie must've beaten you to the car, so you hurry down the steps, trying not to break anything on the way.

You notice easily that the birthday girl has, of course, gone all out. She’s sporting a gorgeous outfit, a birthday sash and a tiara.

You whistle at her as you step into the back seat, next to Ellie, who immediately begins to stare. Jesse cheers from the passenger seat, drumming his hands on the dash, equally excited.

“Dina, you pretty princess!” You exclaim, reaching over to squeeze her shoulder. She expresses her gratitude with the compliments, and Jesse turns up the music as they begin to peel out of the parking lot. You situate yourself, trying not to shrink under Ellie’s gaze. Instead, you meet it, then look her up and down.

She’s wearing a black tank top and dark gray button up shirt that is left open. Her black jeans are ripped over her knees and she wears a gold chain on her neck. You remember distantly that Joel got it for her this past Christmas. You look back up into her eyes and grin, trying to ignore her raised eyebrow and very slight smirk.

What the fuck.

“You look good, Ells.” You say, pushing your backup shoes under the seat with your heels, then folding your hands atop each other over your purse. In reality, she looks more than good. You’ve never gone out with her like this– with the chance to dress up and go all out. She cleans up nice. Like, really nice.

She nods, taking her own time checking you out, too. You suppose it's fair. You shudder involuntarily, her eyes pausing at your lips, your chest, your thighs. You squeeze them together at the realization, pursing your lips. It’s a different kind of stare than normal. Usually, when she watches you, it’s a curious thing. A desire to know you. Now, though– this is just straight-up want. Like she’s gonna eat you whole. You welcome it, and you might even do anything for her to actually do it. She finally meets your gaze again, a tongue poking out to run across her bottom lip. You know you're not being subtle, especially when your eyes follow the motion, but to be fair, neither is she. Ellie smiles.

“So do you, pretty girl.”

You let out a breath like you’ve been punched, and settle back into your seat. It’s not that you mean to flirt with her so openly, but getting yourself ready to go out meant slipping into your extroverted self. Your extroverted self just so happens to be a little flirty and unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on the circumstances), you just so happen to be going to the club with your crush.

It doesn't take long to get there and find parking. You pay for it so it's one less thing Dina has to worry about, and once you park, Jesse makes sure to jog over to Dina’s side and open the door for her. You grin at the moment they share, and before you can blink, your door is opening and a hand is reaching towards you. Ellie’s inked forearm looks good in the dim lighting, and you glance up at her. She nods her head at you, but doesn't say anything, expecting you to grab her hand.

You do, of course. She tugs you out of the car effortlessly, closing the door behind you. You adjust your dress, and shift on your feet. She squeezes your fingers, nodding towards the door, where Dina and Jesse are waving you guys over.

It’s a nice place; you can see why Ellie’s content being here so often. It’s not as grimy or jam packed as you were under the impression of it being. The music is shaking the building as you walk in, and you breathe out to settle any anxieties in your stomach. Not your first time here, and probably not the last. It's a little cold in the building to counter all the bodies and dancing. As you walk, Ellie slips an arm around your waist, guiding you gently. Your heart beats a little quicker, her arm anchoring you to earth. Dina claims a table by the dance floor, while Jesse quickly makes his way to the bar. You shout at him to get you a couple shots, and he hollers back something you can’t quite make out.

Ellie pulls out a chair for you, and nods at it when she meets your eyes. You sit with her, bobbing your head to the music. Dina is swaying where she stands, looking completely in her element. You take the opportunity to look around quickly, spotting a sign that says “Fridays - Bi night, Saturdays - Lesbian night.” You grin, noting how Jesse and Dina chose tonight instead of tomorrow. A subtle choice.

Jesse soon brings back the drinks, a couple beers and shots, and a martini for Dina. You take one of the shots he got you, and slam the shot glass on the table. Might as well get ahead.

Ellie reaches for a beer, and Dina sips at her martini. She takes a few big gulps, eager to dance, and tugs Jesse along. You and Ellie laugh at them, and he ends up taking his beer with him.

You and Ellie don’t share words for a while, opting to watch Dina have fun. It’s comforting to be a part of something. Whether or not they knew a lot about you, they welcomed you in as their own. Nothing would stop them from protecting you, or from supporting you. It’s a refreshing thought. Ellie clears her throat then, leaning into the table, tilting sideways towards you. She peers over at you, only glancing at your lips once. Your lips twitch at the observation.

“Never knew you to be so flirty.” She says, and you shrug.

“You never knew me while you were single.” You reply, an amused grin pulling at your lips. Ellie chuckles, shaking her head.

“No, I suppose I did not.”

You thought for a moment that this would end the conversation, and you struggled to find something to mention. Anything to keep talking to her. Ellie beats you to it, though, suddenly shy. Her timid smile pulls at your heart and she falters momentarily.

“You, uh-” She cuts herself off, kind of laughing at herself for being so flustered all of a sudden, ”You do look good, though.”

Your ears burn at the compliment, and you smile back at her, equally flustered. You reach for the second shot, but don’t quite take it yet. She nurses her own drink, taking a swig of it. You wanted her to know that you meant it, too. That just because she was suddenly single doesn’t mean you’re trying to push boundaries. You were about to reply when Dina suddenly pushes through the crowd, laughing her ass off. She grabs your free hand, tugging gently, like a child at their mother.

“Dude, you have to come dance with me! They’re playing a latin mix, you know it’s our thing!” She exclaims, and you laugh at her enthusiasm, nodding.

“Alright, alright!” Before leaving you throw a pitiful look to Ellie, who chuckles and shakes her head. You take the shot for good luck, and follow Dina to the floor.

It’s warmer there, is the first thing you notice. Your hips start swaying to the beat of the music, your hands holding Dina’s as you dance close to each other. It’s kind of everything you’ve been needing the past couple weeks. Starting a new semester always throws you off, at least for a little while. You had been working hard to get ahead of your courses, and this was the perfect way to wind down. You and Dina dance for a little while longer, occasionally switching with other people. Eventually, you start dancing by yourself, Dina close by, doing the same thing.

You shiver, feeling eyes on you. It doesn’t take long to figure out who it is; it never does. You turn slowly, rolling your hips sensually, your eyes locking with Ellie’s. The sight makes you suck in a breath. She’s very obviously staring, and her grip on the neck of her beer bottle is tighter than you had seen it last. You can’t really find it in you to look away from her, instead tilting your head back, running your hands up your own waist. She tilts her head, biting her lip.

You tense suddenly, faltering in your dancing as two hands are roughly placed on your hips. Ah, fuck. You look back quickly, seeing a decent looking girl, who smirks at you. It irritates you, the way her lips curl. You don’t push her off quite yet, still a bit stunned.

“Do you mind?”

Yes, I fucking do. Is what you want to spit at her, but it doesn’t come out. You glance towards the group’s table, hoping to ask Ellie for help, but instead you find Jesse snickering behind his hand. Before you can muster up a glare, you’re being pulled into somebody’s chest. You gasp in a breath, your stomach jolting. You recognize their smell.

Ellie.

Ellie shoves at the girl's shoulder, pulling you close. You stumble a little bit, but Ellie steadies you.

“Don’t fuckin’ touch her.” She spits, glaring at the girl. You look over at her, a bit surprised at the possessive tone of voice, before glancing at the other girl. She scoffs in response, masking her embarrassment.

“Jeez, dude, relax. Don’t leave her by herself if you don’t want other people dancing with her, dumbass.”

That’s not exactly the correct thing to say to Ellie, especially when she’s already ticked off. She tenses and moves to step forward, but you pull her back. The other girl runs off pretty quickly. Ellie’s head whips over to look at you and her gaze immediately softens. You shake your head, squeezing her forearm gently.

“Forget it, Ells.”

And, much to your surprise, she does. She lets her arm fall away from you, taking a step back. There’s a goofy, almost bashful grin on her face when she faces you again, and you can’t help but smile back.

“Thanks for that!” You yell over the music, and she shakes her head, throwing her hand in a don’t worry about it gesture. She moves to walk away, but you grab her wrist, and tug. She looks over questionably, her eyebrows furrowed.

“She’s right, you know,” you pause, the look on her face slowly turning to one of understanding, “You shouldn’t leave me alone.”

It’s a bit of a challenge, and you know that she knows that, too. She studies your face, and she can see you’re genuine. She pretends to weigh her options, but she’s already stepping closer, playing with your fingers and twisting the rings decorating your fingers gently.

“M’not much of a dancer, pretty girl.”

You step as close as you can to her, grabbing her hands and placing them on your waist. She immediately puts them flush against you, her fingers pressing into your clothed-cover skin. You tilt your head, your lips brushing against her ear. She shivers, and it makes you delighted.

“Just don’t let me go,” you murmur, looking at her through your eyelashes. You start swaying against her, guiding her gently, but it becomes greatly obvious that she knows what to do. You chuckle to yourself, biting your lip when she rolls her hips against yours. You let out a breathy sigh, tilting your head back, and you hear her curse silently under her breath. You know exactly what’s gotten into you; Ellie shows interest in you and you just know you have to return the favor. You both are playing a game of cat and mouse, and neither of you mind. In fact, it seems like it’s all you two want to do right now.

The speakers make the floor vibrate under you, and you two put on quite the show. She turns you after a few seconds, pulling you back against her, your ass bumping into her crotch. You blush pink, barely picking up her hum. You smile, tilting your head back against her shoulder, looking over at her. Her head is tilted a bit downwards so she can look at you, too, and it makes your stomach lurch. You stay there, swaying in time with the music, your ass constantly brushing up against her front. The song doesn’t last very long, and once people cheer at the end of it, you take it as your signal to return back to the table.

And, well, of course there’s Dina, staring at you with a very concerning glint in her eye, like she knows something you don’t. At best, it makes you uncomfortable how easily she seems to look right through you. At worst, it makes you anxious, like you were caught doing something you shouldn’t have been doing. She smiles teasingly.

“Did y’all have fun?” She asks, and Ellie plops down on the stool, her hand finally leaving your body. You ignore how much you want it back on you. Ellie immediately avoids the question, though, instead opting to chug the last of her beer. You sigh, snatching Dina’s martini and drinking the rest of it, not wanting to be the one enduring her teasing. Jesse and Dina just laugh at you both.

This night, and these people; it leaves a warm feeling in your stomach. When you look over at Ellie again, she catches your eye and smiles, a comforting thing. You hope that something more becomes of this. You hope that now that you each have a chance, you’ll both take it.

#ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie x fem reader #ellie the last of us #tlou ellie #ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams smut #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfic #ellie williams drabble #eventually; elliesquerida

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ode2rin · 10 months

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us again 🙁🙁🙁🙁 it was actually so good i’m so glad you decided to pick it up again THANK YOU FOR SHARING TJAT WITH US DONT EVER LEAVE PLSKDJFB

Anyway i will send a long ask about quotes i liked because i need to express my awe and support and compliment U because omg. what.

After all, everything here in this town is about you and him.

i like how you decided to set it in a town instead of just saying smth like city or whatever, because i find it more like … romantic? and YES the way we rot in his memories he’s never getting rid of us we are his childhood and literally 19 years of his life t-t THE OTHER HALF OF HIS HEART (like u said).

And deep down, he didn’t want to believe it either – until that day you decided not to show up when you promised you would.

OUCH. the paragraphs before this one too i love the way you portrayed his coping to himself and how much of an effect we had on him 😭😭 at first i was like wrf i can’t believe we ghosted him like that but after reading the letter i would definitely do the exact same thing i’m ngl 😭😭

A thousand emotions danced in his eyes, each one a testament to the love that once blossomed between you.

i love it when they can’t ever forget about us. the use of the word blossom makes it seem like such a temporary thing and it just screams highschool romance because flowers don’t blossom often (like what… once a year or smth???) and that’s like saying our love blossomed and was peak in the past and idk what i’m saying but i hope yk what i’m saying and i hope i’m not misinterpreting ur work LOL but i just had to sauce this one in here too

In this universe, you're just some two ghosts standing in the place of you and him, haunted by the memories of what once was while trying to remember what it feels to have a heartbeat.

the alternate universe comparison I EAT IT UP ALWAYS BUT IVE NEVER SEEN ANYONE USE GHOST BEFORE TO DESCRIBE IT AND IM JUST LIKE WHAT YOURE SO SMART !!! HAUNTED BY MEMORIES TOO?? MIMI IS SO BIG BRAIN

while you share a kiss as greedy and fiery as the sea’s yearning for the moon.

the sea’s yearning for the moon that’s all.

I would’ve traded all my tomorrows for just one yesterday with you.

now this is genius. traded the tomorrows aka trading your entire future and dream and careers just for one moment in your fleeting highschool teenage romance with sae that was left in the past ……. 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

so yeah. i love your writing lots and i’m glad we’re moots<3 thank you mimi!!!!! and thanks for listening to my little rant tehe

yumi. YUMI. i would really really really love to hug you right now like this INSTANT (ಥ﹏ಥ)

the fact that you even took the time to go over the whole fic (ik it's a lot bit ._.) is enough to make me go ➡️ o(〒﹏〒)o btw i can't even start to articulate better word to tell you how thankful i am. YOU CAN HAVE A HUNDRED MANGOES FROM ME PLEASE 🥭

let me go over your fave quotes (that made my heart go swell btw wdym i have quotes now) AAAAAAA

➼ the small town !! let me telle you something, i actually love small town romance like a not so normal amount, it's prolly included in my top 5 tropes pls. i just love it when the other leaves and the other stays and by fate, they just meet again to rekindle what was once their shared memories. childhood friends to lovers is nice but if it's small town? NOM NOM I LOVE IT i've always wanted to try writing it and who's a better choice to try than our mr. i went to spain right here (even if it's not fullblown focus on that trope..)

➼ THE LETTER AHSJKAJSHAJ ngl, i would also do the same thing .. i just think sae is the kind to hold grudges lmao he definitely held MASSIVE hatred for not showing up

➼ i like using the word blossom in describing past love sometimes because (1) i love flowers, (2) it's a one time thing aka seasonal and it fits characs that yknow will fall in love once or twice in their whole life and that's it, (3) and lastly, it's temporary and it passes like time.. I LOVE YOU YUMI YOU REALLY GET ME I'M GIVING YOU SMOOCHES RN

➼ two ghost is actually a song !! i love that song so much (rumor has it that it's about taylor swift since she's harry's ex 👀) i've been listening to it and got inspired by the lyrics <3

➼ there's this children bed time story my friend told me abt that the reason why there are high tides is bec of a prince imprisoned in the sea and the moon was actually a goddess that he got punished for loving? and everytime the tide is high it means he's trying to reach for the goddess I CAN'T REMEMBER BUT THAT WAS THE STORY BEHIND IT and i decided to use it bec damn that story is the definition of yearning come on..

➼ now that line.. i was making pancakes when i thought of that oh my god and i reached out to the nearest paper i could find bec what if it leaves my mind 😭 ngl i love love love that :(

it's ME who should be glad 🫂 i'm glad i wrote make you mine bec it led u to MEEEEEEEE (iirc we became moots bec of it :>)

#yumi (affectionately)#yumi (lovingly)#yumi (saying your name with hearts in my eyes)#letters to mimi ✿#letters from: yumi 🤞#mimi keeps! 💟

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celestie0 · 3 months

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IT’S CELESTIEFAN3000 i have to say i like tumblr way more than ao3 so i’ll be using this to comment from now on 😋 But i would like to personally thank you for writing chapter 9, your author voice is genuinely so appealing and HONESTLY you could pass off as a literal professional author if I didn’t know this was fanfiction!

Now for the uglier feelings: (please ignore typos or other mistakes i wrote a lot. I am very normal about kickoff, obviously)

I SOBBED LIKE A BABY MIDWAY AND BECAME A CRYING SOUND EFFECT AT THE END OK OK OKAYYYYYYY 😭😭💫💫 I’m still dizzy and lightheaded from the effect ur writing gives me (THIS IS A GOOD THING) it’s so addicting i need more😭‼️ UGHHHH the way you build that exact RIGHT amount of comfort to compensate for the suffering you’ve but us through but still managed to EDGE US AT THE END . I WISH YOU WEREN’T SO GOOD AT THIS FANFICTION THING, BECAUSE DAMN! 😭😭😭😭

The scenes were so fucking beautiful, I love the peaceful atmosphere that rain gives and how you were able to contrast that as an escape from that horrible loud and noisy bar to just a horrible man!!!!! You really know how to direct scenes and i can not express in words how much they mean to me 🥹🥹😭😭😭

I feel like I’ve overused the crying face emoji too much in my ask BUT I ACTUALLY MEAN IT HERE EVERY TIME I can fill an entire glass up of my tears that kickoff caused me to shed alone 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Everything was just great vegetables, this chapter will definitely be haunting me while I sleep but it ended with an amazing scenario to build off of and dream about RIGHT?☺️ Anyway, my last words here are that I admire how you’ve been working on this project for around a couple months now nonstop, but the quality has not dropped and has instead improved despite it getting really tiring the more you carry on with it! Maybe that’s just how I feel about finishing what I’ve started LMAO but it’s so impressive every time I see someone able to pull that off, I’ve seen some fics succumb to the tragedy of “i-just-want-to-get-this-over-with-because-the-concept-no-longer-interests-me-anymore”-ness 😔 BUT WITH KICKOFF! I’m so happy that the author is as passionate about the characters and plot in their fanfiction as I am, and hard work really does pay off! (for the reader, hard work is waiting 3 weeks for a new fic— but the read’s always better the longer you wait 😉)

My ADHD really came out here I deeply apologize but my ACTUAL final words are: I wish I had a bf like gojo, Oh My God You Are A Legend Ellie, You are most deserving person of meeting Gojo Satoru FIRST if he ever comes to life, it is 1am haha so i’m sleeping now ☺️🤍 Celestiefan300 out!

MY SWEET ANGEL BB CELESTIEFAN3000 😭🫶🏼💕💕 HI DEAR

UMM CAN I JUST SAY IM AB TO SOB ALR JUST FROM HOW LONG THIS ASK IS ??? PLS FORGIVE MY URGE TO RESPOND TO EVERY ASPECT OF IT

thank you sm for the compliments on the writinf omg i rly feel comin into my own now n finding my voice as i continue to write more so seeing u say that esp as a long term reader is just ssooo dhddldfk 🥺💕 brb gonna cry

PLS IM SO SORRY FOR THE SAD EMOTIONSS aaa yes the baby steps to build their relationship has been……baby stepping indeed LOL but it was so nice to write the scene at rhe end where gojo comforts her 😭💕 so excited to write lovey dovey gojo now

OMG STOPPP w the nice words i will literally eat u for breakfast🧍🏻‍♀️the contrast w the soothing rain & hectic bar scene 😭 u pointing that out just made me soooo freaking happyy and wahh im so glad the scenes resonate w you :””) <33

ME TOO I FEEL IM HOLDING BACK ALL THE 😭😭😭 WMOJIS I COULD USE READING THIS ASK

awhh thanks darling im so happy kickoff has ur continued interest and AW to hear its improving means sm to me 🥺💕 im so passionate ab it, it has been so cathartic to write, and although its also hard to write sometimes bc of the personal aspects, it’s so joyous to me and i look forward to seeing it thru to the end w the same amt of passion. HAHAHA its hard work to read tho damn 😮‍💨 ur not wrong!! and also yes i too will be daydreaming of what happens next 🤣

my final words: i love u sm, YOU deserve a satoru (but i will gladly have him too if u say so🙈), so blessed to have u as a reader, and please get some good sleep my love <33

eeeeeee 🫶🏼💕

#celestiefan3000 #my love my life #kickoff #asks #anon

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earthtooz · 1 year

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hi earth! i was wondering if you possibly had any advice for anyone who wants to start a writing blog or general tips. if you’re comfortable with it, it would also be cool to know what your writing process is like! you write very well so i’m just curious. thank you for taking the time to read this and i hope you have a lovely day!

first of all, this ask was what got me out of bed in the morning to go to my laptop where i did nothing for like 2 hours.

ANYWAYS I’ve been awake for seven hours now and i still haven’t answered it LOL, but thank u for taking the time to pop into my inbox anon!! so honoured u thought of me 🤭🤭

i’m more than happy to answer any questions u may have!! i’ve only been writing here for like one and a half years but I’ll gladly share some tips for new writers <3

tips for new writers - writing on tumblr in general:

formatting and your writing style is very important!!! people most of the time will like stories that have good grammar and are easy to read, so know your punctuation- duh, i mean, most people know where to put their commas, full stops, and shit, but as even a native English speaker i still need to double check sometimes 😭😭😭

ALSO, figure out if you’re a writer who likes to write with proper punctuation or in lower case like i am rn. people on tumblr don’t care which one you opt for so it’s a matter of personal preference!!

personally, i like to use proper punctuation for longer fics with more plot, and lower case writing for normal drabbles, headcannons, etc, all up to you :3 depends on what i feel like tho, i just like the look of lower case hehe

also, you can totally write drafts on tumblr or another platform - i switch between docs and tumblr. shorter pieces on tumblr and longer pieces on Google docs !!

how to get attention on tumblr as a new writer - the importance of tags:

USE THE TAGS - DON’T BE SHY !!! USE A VARIETY !!!! it’s so easy to get reads on tumblr if you just know your tags. i also will say: be mindful of whether or not you stay in tags bc your post can suddenly just disappear- this has happened to me so many times 😭😭 to do that just search if your fic is still popping up in the ‘recent’ section of the tags AND EVERY TIME AFTER U POST SOMETHING, TAKE THE TIME TO SEARCH IF IT’S IN THE ‘RECENT’ TAGS.

(this part might make zero sense, but if it’s been a couple hours and your post still is not popping up, you can either edit it again, make no changes, and press ‘save’.)

general tips:

have an aesthetic layout.

obviously it’s not ‘essential’, but i always find myself more likely to follow blogs that are pretty or have an aesthetics

it takes so long to do but it’s so worth it 😭 if you looks at the fics that do very well, the formatting it very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

if you’re struggling with a layout, there are so many inspos available on tumblr, just search up ‘blog inspo’ or ‘layout inspo’ and you’ll generally be pretty successful. if all else fail just go to your fav blogs and see how they set up their blog/navigation/aesthetic!!!

having a set colour for your blog can also look nice and less chaotic. for example; mine is red and it’s my (usually) go-to colour for a lot of stuff. just make sure u like the colour tho ☝️

also don’t be afraid to talk to people! AUTHORS LOVE WHEN YOU COMPLIMENT THEIR WORK!! getting mutuals is such a great feeling so PUT YOURSELF OUT THERE !!!!! MAKE FRIENDS 😮😮

my writing process:

i am that writer that likes to have a plot before i start anything, but it’s never complete. normally when i’m going abt my day, i suddenly think of a piece of dialogue or scenario that makes me go ‘hold on. let me write that down’.

for example, recently i thought of a piece of dialogue for an angst fic (that i don’t know if i’ll use) that goes:

‘no i’m not upset that you forgot about our anniversary, in fact, i already predicted you would.’

another idea i had was: you don’t ever want to leave nagi seishiro hungry.

sometimes I get these ideas when i’m in bed like bro 😐 let me rest…

if i feel inspired enough to continue said ideas, i do, but i never force the fic from happening bc then it’ll be mediocre and just… okay. not something i want on my blog 😭

but then i decide the wordlength, how many scenes i want to be in there. for example, my mistletoe todoroki fic i set out for 4k and met my goal. but my itoshi rin Xmas fic only met around 1k when my goal was 2k - sometimes this happens and i cant be mad if i think the story is done there.

it’s never that organised though, if you look at my drafts, it’s a scrabble of words. i jump from scene to scene with big gaps in between that i need to fill in later 😭 but that’s just how i write LOL ! you may be totally different from me which is a-okay :3

then i grind til the fic is done, reread then bam 💪 ! do my usual formatting on tumblr, tags, and then you’ll see the final result!! easier said than done bc when you want to be done with a fic and just post it, you then need to do all the actual presentation of the fic 😭😭😭

anyways yeah, that’s my process summarised lol!! hope it helped u get a little bit of an idea for what the earthtooz blog grind looks like 🫡

so yeah, i think that’s all i rly need to say!! if you wanna follow my advice or not, up to u, but once again, thank u for popping in my inbox anon and asking me!! gave me something to do whilst on my walk 🤭

cant wait to see what you write, always feel free to come back and ask if you need some ‘extra help’, but i believe in you! good luck and have fun writing, and i hope to see u in the tags someday :D

#i might have more to add later but this is all i have now #earf’s inbox hours ✌️#earfsmercury

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I read your post about being the younger sibling of Sunday and Robin, and let me just say, I am SO glad I'm not the only one who enjoys the idea! There is so much potential!!!

Though I'd like to offer a new flavor of sibling fic: the two chicken wing sibs are normal, but their youngest sibling is like Jim Hawkins from Treasure Planet. Rebellious and reckless, always getting into trouble on the solar surfer. Why? Because they feel neglected. They feel that the only way to feel alive again is to zip around in restricted areas of Dream's Edge, making the Bloohounds chase after them. Again. And Sunday can only sigh and punish them for their reckless behavior. Again.

Because let's face it, if the youngest sibling is unremarkable in any way, shape, or form, they're gonna be overshadowed and forgotten. Sunday is the head of the Oak family, and Robin is an intergalactic superstar. All the youngest can say they've done was build a solar surfer from spare parts that Robin brought back for them.

(As you can see, this idea has been Plaguing Me)

— just trust me, you’ll be fine..

ft. you’re the sibling of sunday and robin who’s frequently overshadowed by them

cw: hurt/comfort-ish but not really ig, PLATONIC, reader is aged 15, reader is halovian but no specified appearance other than halo and wings, mentions of maeven ellis and makeup and all that stuff, gn! reader, also reader’s a performer

a/n’s note: hiiii anon, tysm for the idea!! sorry if its not exactly how u wanted it, i didnt know how to write it down that detailed since idk the character too well so i switched up some things and roles :(( i hope u like it though, i tried 😓 BTW THIS IS LONG AS HELL AND IDK HOW TO CHECK WORD COUNT ON MOBILE SO ENJOY‼️

— to the entirety of penacony, you’re the sibling of sunday and robin who’s simply just.. there. sure, they respect and acknowledge your presence when you appear in public, but it’s not as grand and respectable when your siblings make way on the streets.

— being the youngest has its cons as well. you’re pretty lonely since your sister is in and out of the home planet, and your brother is always busy upholding his duties. they weren’t neglectful to you, oh no. they just never really had the time for you..

— because of this, you had to get creative with entertaining yourself. your passion for two of the seven fine arts, sculpture and performing, distracted you from the solitude.

— occasionally, robin would buy you materials so you could sculpt simple creations which made you feel overjoyed. you would spend hours trying to perfect a single masterpiece to gift sunday. when you did give it to him, he would always pat you on the head and thank you for the gift with a smile and proceed to put it on a shelf with the rest of your artworks. after that, he would practically never mention it again.

— it didn’t dishearten you entirely, but it made you feel.. empty? you knew you couldn’t cry over something so small, it was too pathetic to do so, right? plus, you couldn’t really tell robin about it. after all, what was she going to anyway?

— as for your love for performing, it was beyond explanation. your older siblings had enrolled you into a theatre arts center that was administered by the iris family themselves. on the weekends, you would go there to attend classes on performances to practice and learn about acting since you strived to become a famous artiste, just like your sister!

— almost immediately did you fit in with the school. your drama coach praised you for your exceptional talents, and newly made friends complimented for your devoted skills for someone who just arrived! but of course, they were just compliments. who knew if they were your friends just because you were the sibling of the great sunday and lovable robin..?

— but because you had just recently joined, you weren’t offered opportunities just yet. instead, you assisted those who worked in theatre production, the ones who help make the sets, costumes, etc. however, you didn’t let the chance go to waste, but you decided to go against telling your siblings since compared to what they have accomplished, your achievement was like ashes flowing in the wind.

— was this envy?

— eventually, you dropped your habit of sculpting to pursue your dream in acting. sometimes, you would sneak out in the night to go towards the center’s theater where the more experienced students held their musicals, plays, and such, even though sunday had basically forbidden you from leaving the abode late in the evening.

— while in disguise, you blended in with the audience and watched as the performers sung, danced, or acted on stage, praying to xipe that maybe, just maybe, you would be the one the audience would be clapping for one day. and that maybe penacony would finally view you with the same admiration that they gave to sunday and robin.

— unfortunately, while returning home after one of your escapades, you ran into your older siblings, and boy, did it turn out so great..

you knew you had messed up big time terribly when you found yourself sitting in a chair a foot away from sunday, his molten gold eyes glaring daggers at you. robin simply stood nearby, a compassionate look in her sparkly eyes.

“so tell me,” sunday began to say, “why on earth are you just returning home at almost midnight, wearing clothes suitable for a banquet?”

robin sighed before looking away from you, probably aware of why you were dressed that way. after all, she knew of your dedication towards the fine arts. meanwhile, one of your hands nervously stroked the feathers of your dainty wings while the other dug around inside your handbag. “uhm, well, i-“

“do you know just how close i was to sending the bloodhounds after you? do you know how worried sick we were because of your sudden disappearance?” sunday asked, his voice shattering the quietness of the study room.

you flinched at his sudden tone, your hands shaping into trembling fists. your face heated up in shame, your eyes burning with unshed tears. your older sister, sensing your fear, rushed to The Family’s head side and grabbed ahold of his hand. “brother, please, watch your tone.. i’m sure they didn’t mean to.”

this was supposed to an action to ease your turmoil, to soothe sunday’s temper, but this infuriated you.

unexpectedly, you stood up and yelled at them, uncaring of whoever could be nearby.

“shut the hell up! i’m tired of hiding in the dark. you two always get all the recognition, while i’m left in the shadows. while you get the praise and recognition for what you’ve done, i’m left unnoticed! does anyone bother to recognize my efforts? no, all because you're both prominent and more experienced! its not fair at all.. i have talents and abilities too, you know. why do i always have to be the one to fade into the background?”

your siblings were stunned. they weren’t expecting such.. a strong reaction from you. sunday’s glaring eyes softened and gave you an outstretched hand, only for you to shove it away.

as if a switch had been flipped, you took a deep breath in and out, a tear rolling down your suddenly now-jaded face. “who cares, honestly," you gave a dry laugh, throwing your handbag down in frustration. "it’s not like anyone will ever notice my hard work anyway." with that, you stormed off, dropping off the conversation and leaving the room.

among the spilled items on the floor, a crumpled flyer innocently lay there. sunday, with a remorseful sigh, picked it up and smoothed it out, holding it towards the moonlight where robin could also see it.

“Sonata Productions Presents: the upcoming musical, “Harmonium Heights” that’ll be held in Moondrop Coliseum located in Moment of Stars!”

“Starring Y/N in her debut role as the main and noble protagonist, we invite you to join us for an evening of unforgettable music, as we witness the rise of a star shine on the Iris Family stage! Tickets will be available at the theater’s entrance on May 24th, we hope to see you there!”

— it was safe to say that after your outbursts, you refused to meet eye-to-eye contact with your family, only exchanging nods in greeting.

— to avoid the pain, you worked harder into improving your character for the upcoming musical. it was still beyond belief to you since it was lady maeven ellis, head of the iris family herself, who had personally gave you the position because in her words, you had “the voice to achieve stardom.”

— many of your peers were jealous but still supported you nonetheless. however, they quickly lost their reason for their envy and instead joined alongside you, some casting in other leading roles in the same musical.

— is this what it was like to be genuinely admired?

— despite the kudos, there was still a guilt-ridden spot in your heart which made you feel horrible for the quarrel you started and hoped you could make it up as soon as possible.

— alas, lady maeven ellis was quite demanding. not necessarily strict or hurtful, but she expected that you gave it your all during the musical, considering the fact she created it herself.

— so everyday, after school and on the weekends, you would head to the theatre arts center to practice in front of an imaginary audience, pretending that you were just like robin who had thousands of fans cheering for her onstage. but you suppose.. your good friends and coach were enough for the time being.

— you forgot about your problems when you pretended. you enjoyed the faux spotlight when you pretended. hey, maybe pretend-play wasn’t so bad, after all!

— however, you no longer needed to pretend once the big day had arrived. aeons, were you nervous.

actors and actresses alike ran around the dressing rooms looking for their costumes or shoes, or were practicing last-minute lines, while you were preparing for your big debut. with your elegant costume and hair and makeup were done to perfection, you exuded a sense of readiness and nervousness at the same time.

maeven ellis had come to comfort your nerves, giving you a pat-down of your outfit and polishing your golden halo for finishing touches.

“lady maeven, what if i forget my lines? what if the audience is displeased by my performance?” you anxiously inquired, fixing the bracelet on your wrist. the woman placed a finger on your lips, cutting off your words.

“my child, you have nothing to fear! the stage is your canvas, and you are the artist. your fondness and talent have brought you here, and now it's time to let them shine. immerse yourself in the limelight, and let the emotions wash over you.”

“the stage is a realm where all barriers between people are shattered. tonight, you are the star they’ll be admiring. let your voice and your presence shine brighter than any constellation in the night sky. go forth now, break a leg, my dear! the show is about to commence.” with that, she gave you a kiss on the cheek before rushing to where the elites were to be sat at.

you found yourself being escorted towards the backstage. as the lights dimmed and the chatter in the auditorium quieted down, you made your way up the stage while your heart pounded in your chest.

the curtain slowly rose and the opening notes of the musical's overture filled the air, you took a deep breath and made way. the bright spotlight illuminated your figure, and the cheers and whistles of the audience were directed to you. despite the inner stage fright, you held your head high and smiled, ready to give the performance of a lifetime.

unbeknownst to you, your older siblings, robin and sunday, whom you thought were completely unaware of the grand show, sat right in the front row seats, clapping eagerly for you. suddenly freezing in your place, you simply waited for the audience to die down their patience, until your sister whispered-yelled at you loud enough to hear. “we believe in you!”

the simple gesture instantly lifted your spirits, and a beaming grin spread across your face. any haunting disappointments melted away, replaced by an adrenaline that could hardly be contained. armed with newfound confidence, you turned your attention back to the audience all hustle and bustle, prepared to give them the rendition of a lifetime.

— when you brought down your final and dramatic act, everyone — from the minor to leading actors and actresses, especially you — had received thundering ovations from the mesmerized crowd. heck, some were even chanting your name! finally, your life-long prayers had been answered!

— after the performance, you found herself roaming around the backstage area, feeling proud of yourself that you proved your worth to the citizens of penacony at last. howbeit, you were specifically waiting for a few certain people whom you occasionally glanced during your act.

— just as you were about to slip away unnoticed, suddenly, you felt yourself being lifted into the air, and the next thing you knew, you squealed and were twirling around in the arms of sunday who released you once he was done.

— robin approached with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, offering them up with a proud smile.

“oh gosh, you scared the living life out of me, sunday!” you lightly scolded, but a small smile had now taken your frown’s place. you turned to face robin who was currently giggling at your banter. “what are you two doing here? i thought you didn’t know about my debut..?” you pondered.

“seriously, y/n?” sunday responded instead. “you conquered that stage with such mettle and charisma, i thought to myself: was that even my littlest sibling anymore?” he chuckled in that tranquil tone of his while gently ruffling your neat hair.

robin happily chirped in. “we just couldn't help it, your performance was absolutely stunning! and your outfit too! we wanted to show you how proud we are of you, especially after all you’ve been through.” she poked at your cheek playfully.

you couldn’t help but laugh. not out of sarcasm or dryness, but genuinely out of pure bliss. carefully holding the floral bouquet in one hand, you gave your older siblings a side hug with both your arms.

“thank you both so much,” you began, “your support is all i need in this dreamality, really.” a full smile had now formed on your face, eyes shimmering in the theatrical atmosphere.

as the three of you made weaved your way outside and through the busy streets, sunday spoke up. “well, how about a celebratory dinner at your favorite restaurant? it’s on me tonight.” he gave you a playful wink.

you linked arms with them both, taking in sunday’s simple yet meaningful smile and robin’s bright presence. as you all walked under the blanket of the cosmos, you nodded earnestly.

“i’d love that.”

a/n’s note (2): HOLY SHITITITI THAT TOOK SO LONG 😭 again, sorry anon if its not to ur liking but i tried to shed light on it yk. but i rlly hoped yall liked it nonetheless bc imo, i sure did :3

#hsr sunday x reader #sunday x reader #sunday hsr #hsr x reader #hsr sunday #hsr robin x reader #robin and sunday hsr #hsr platonic #robin x reader #robin hsr #honkai star rail #sunday honkai star rail #honkai star rail sunday #robin honkai star rail

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nar-nia · 1 month

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hello!

it seems that everytime i want to get back on Tumblr my life goes "nuh uh" so im gone forever lool

life is just busy - but not in the way that i hate, the nice kinda busy, maybe except of uni but im just trying to get through it, my personal life is still lol, every year (since like 2 years or so) i hook up with the same guy during a party and we both know it will never be more that but damn the yearner in me always have these bitter thoughts about this situation after it's done but hey that's life right sometimes ig

but other than that thriving and loving life or at least trying to be more positive about it! 🥰

gosh, i hope u had lovely Easter!!! and that ure doing good and the new job is going great!!! i saw that u saw itzy?? that sounds absolutely amazing!! are you doing good? I hope ure eating delicious food and drinking enough water 🥰🥰 and ofc i hope writing is still fun for u babe!!

ily!! only like 2 months left before exams 🤣🤣🤣 the worst part of the student life fr

-beloved anonie, i missed uuuuu

ps IM SO HYPED FOR THE DARK MOON SONGS LET'S GOO HEESEUNG BRAINROT FOREVER

omg hellooo 🩷 i missed you so much 🥺

how are you <33 i'm glad that life is busy in a positive way, but i will manifest your best for uni! time is passing so fast, how far into uni are you now? good luck for your exams but i am sure you will slay them as always, just try your best and be proud of it because you deserve it!!

and what am i hearing about a guy 👀 honestly props to you for even coming that far to hook up with someone, i recently downloaded hinge and it's not not hitting 💀 tbh i think i want to just be in a relationship with all the cute fanfic moments, but i really don't want everything you have to go through in the beginning to get into a relationship 💀 life's tough and unfair with that. but anyways, would you want it to be more with this guy? or should i just send heeseung your way, i'm sure that can be arranged too 🤭

i actually had to work during easter if i remember correctly butttt my new job is really good 🥹 last week was the first time when i actually disliked it (my coworkers had a bad day and that just brought up very unhappy memories from my old job) but it's all good again and i'm having so much fun, i finally get to bake cakes!! and if they're not having a weird day my coworkers are really nice too (and give me lots of praise which is 👀. i am beaming after every compliment). apart from my job i'm doing good too, my mental health, mood and health overall has gotten so much better ever since i switched jobs and finally work normal hours again. and yesterday was the first time since idk when when i could sit down and really enjoy and get invested in a show again, i missed that so much.

i will ignore the drinking enough water part because when have i ever... although i do drink more now since i get it for free and fresh and cold at my job. so yay me i guess 😍 i am eating well though, and yesterday i tried making a cocktail (without alcohol) and it was really good. how about you though?? i talked way too much about me.

buttt writing is more fun than ever again which i am so so happy about, i have so many wips waiting to be finished right now 😶 but it's really fun. AND YES THE COMEBACK!!! they look so good in the promo pics, i can't wait for the release. just one more week!

thank you so much for checking in and saying hi, i missed you 🥺🩷 and i love youuuu

#beloved anonie 💖#my loves ❤️#talk that talk 📣

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girlwithfish · 4 months

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that musician guy i saw like twice keeps txting me idk if its getting weird like surely im not the only availahle like p*ssy for u to get idk? maybe i am easy LOL. sometimes i worry about that thanks @ my ex for making me super insecure abt that even tho i would never call another person easy maybe except like men i hook up w cuz idgaf but yeah ;/ Lol it confuses me tho cuz idk does he have nothin else to do or no one else to do yk😭i was confused his intentions but i think i understand cuz he doesn't like me romantically bc u can tell when someone likes u yk but he still puts effort to like talk to me like we like talk like friends ig kind of like actually conversations and not all hookups do that bc i hate when i cant even have a conversation w someone im sleeping w like i need to b able to talk to u and have some kind of connection like nothing serious but i dont want to feel like im just fucking a stranger and ideally i want to like them enough like just as a person and also i want them to try to pull me a little like compliment me or flirt like its soo boring and lame when ur texting someone u might sleep w but they like put no effort to talk to u or try to make u feel like good at all like rizz me up a little or else im bored and do not want to sleep w u LOLL idkk . but anyway w this guy like whenever i was w him wed just talk abt movies or normal shit so at least we cld talk but yk also fucked and iwas confused at first cuz i didnt understand his intentions but ik he doesn't want a relationship w me or like me but like wants to still hit ig as fwbs but at least he talks to me like a person but ig you could say hes just trying to get what he wants still but ig id prefer that over someone not talking to me as a person at all idk? but i have been super flaky with him not responding or saying im busy and hell txt me goodnight or like my insta stories or text me even when i dont respond to him asking to hang out IDK lol its kind of desperate ig 😭like does he want pussy that bad surely im not the only contender for him in terms of someone to sleep w IDK thats why. iwonder if im just easy cuz ill sleep w anyone almost(jk. not true. ofc. I have to like their vibe ok😭🙄) and idk but im confused why he keeps txting like does he want to hit that bad jesusss. and also he txted asking if i wanted to hang out on valentines day like WHAT 😭bro must b lonely. idk. i did like having sex w him but idk my hearts somewhere else rn...

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mercurymagpie · 3 years

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🌌💞happy new year gays💞🌌

#hope i fall in love this year #my ny resolution is to say yes to more things rather than just playing into my anxiety all the time:)#hmu with your resolutions maybe if u want to or have any i like the hear them !#also yes i am fishing for compliments on my jumper its all ive worn since 1st dec #ik this year has been monumentally fucked both to me internally and externally in the world but im learning to appreciate the small things #like nights out with my best friend and the friends who trust me enough to adk me advice and dog walks in the park and getting nice food #i need to Chill more basically #anyway no one cares why cant i make a normal post without completely going off in the notes #but happy new year!#i hope it treats u all the best💜#okay to rb if anyone wanted to #my face #shhh me #lesbian #girls #ps if u saw me post this earlier then delete it no u didnt💜#im shy #but to the anon who messaged me about it um this is thanks to u u are very lovely🥺

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myherowritings · 3 years

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PART 3. ACCIDENTAL SUGAR DADDY?

SUMMARY. Todoroki Shouto was a wealthy, young CEO who inherited his father’s enterprise. You were a barista at a local cafe who wouldn’t mind some extra cash. One day, Shouto came in during an early morning shift and tipped you such a large sum of money, you were certain it had to have been an accident. To your surprise and complete pleasure: It was not.

PAIRING. ceo!todoroki shouto x barista!reader

WORD COUNT. 2.4k

GENRE. ceo/barista au, fluff, eventual smut

WARNINGS. none in this chapter

A/N. happy new year y’all! :3 i hope you have a good 2021 and here is some flirty ceo!shouto for u to enjoy as we enter the new year hehe ;) thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy! xx sof

SERIES MASTERLIST

“I heard you dropped by this weekend,” you said as a greeting, a playful smile on your lips. “Looking for me?”

If the tips of his ears didn’t tinge pink, you would have guessed Shouto was completely unaffected by your words.

“Mn.” He drew his attention away from your gaze and pointedly adjusted his cufflinks. “Good morning to you too.”

You laughed, accepting you wouldn’t get anything out of your attempt at teasing. “Morning, Shouto. How was your weekend?”

The cafe was quite busy this hour, but Miyazaki took over the other register to alleviate the stress (though, what she really said was so you and pretty boy—who happened to be rich rich—could talk). Whatever the reason, you were glad for a small break whenever you could get it.

“You could say it was busy,” he replied, sounding a bit tired. For the first time since you met him, you actually noticed how exhausted he looked. You wanted to put cucumbers on his eyes and lay his head down on your lap to coax him to sleep. Nonetheless, he smiled softly at you. “And yours? I hope you were able to have time to rest and relax.”

You nodded. “I just slept a lot and caught up on the shows I missed throughout the week.”

“The real way a weekend should be spent.”

His voice was teasing but he didn’t sound mocking. Just...somewhat playful. There was something about his tone that made you want to hear it again.

“Something tells me you need a weekend away where you could just relax and do nothing,” you commented, tapping the back of your pen to your chin. “Do you not have any days off at work?”

He considered this. “Depends what you mean by day off.”

“If you have to ask that, that probably means you don’t have a day off, huh?” you said with a frown, holding your hand over your chest as you sighed dramatically. “You poor thing. Overworked and tired. Maybe I should steal you away one weekend and get you to just relax.”

You were only half-serious.

“Maybe you should,” agreed Shouto, sounding full-serious.

“Maybe I will,” you blurted before you could stop yourself. Maybe you could if you actually had his number… Then, feeling shameful you said, “But, ah, anyway, what can I get for you today? We actually have cheese danishes again!”

His face brightened. “You do? I’ll take five dozen.”

With a laugh you took down his order. You really weren’t sure where all these pastries were going when he bought it, but judging from his expression, you figured it must be somewhere good.

“And for your drink?”

“This time I’ll have a large green tea with almond milk, please.”

You nodded but tilted your head to the side in question. “No coffee with extra shots of espresso today?”

“I add too much sugar and creamer to my coffee,” he admitted sheepishly. “And with all the baked goods I’ve been eating I realized I may have had an excess amount of sweets lately.”

With an understanding laugh you patted his hand that was resting on the counter woefully. “I can definitely relate to that. If too many sweets are bad for you they shouldn’t have made it taste so good.”

Shouto glanced down at where your hands touched, an expression you couldn’t quite discern on his face. Averting your gaze, you quickly pulled your hand back. Was that inappropriate of you? Did he find it too pushy?

“Oh— Sorry about that,” you said, rubbing your elbow with your opposite hand. “Got a bit ahead of myself there.”

“No, it’s fine.” He blinked once. “I didn’t mind.”

Unsure if he meant anything by that and unsure if you were reading too much into things, you simply brushed the topic off and moved on to getting his order in telling him the price.

“Paying by card again, I’m assuming?” you asked before hitting the appropriate button on the screen.

“Correct.”

By now the sight of the sleek and pretty credit card was one you grew rather fond of as he scanned over the payment terminal and signed his name. Was it weird you wanted to examine his signature more closely? Shouto seemed like the type of person who would have a fancy signature that somehow looked like art.

As per routine, you told him his order would be ready for pick up at his right and, before he left the register, he thanked you and gave you another $100.

Did it feel any less strange than the first time he tipped you? Not really, no. But you still weren’t going to complain about a generous tip from a willing customer.

Before he left with his cheese danishes and cup of tea in hand, he stopped by next to you with a small smile.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.”

You grinned back. “Can’t wait, Shouto!”

— ✩ —

This went on for a whole other week. By this point, he had given you over $1,000 in tip and you were starting to feel like you should give him something in return despite him assuring you he didn’t expect anything.

When you told your friends about the nice guy you met while you were working and they asked for the details, the first thing they said in response to your situation was, “Sugar daddy?”

Before they planted that thought into your head, you just took it as a rich businessman who hated the rich and believed in redistribution of wealth—you couldn’t complain about that. That made him even more appealing, if you must say. But once Kaminari and Ashido whispered those two words, you couldn’t help but see the comparisons.

You had no issues with sugar daddies or sugar babies; as long as they were two consenting adults, what did it matter to you? It just wasn’t something you were looking for at the time and you didn’t want Shouto to get the wrong impression or involve yourself in something you weren’t ready to.

As you commuted to work for your next morning shift, you told yourself today was the day you’d thank him one final time for the tips, but tell him you couldn’t accept anymore. You were sure he’d be understanding but you also hoped it wouldn’t deter him from coming to see you. That was the last thing you’d want.

“Mrs. Miyazaki,” you said between customers. “When Shouto comes in, do you think I can step away from the register to talk to him for a little? I promise it’ll be brief!”

She waved her hand dismissively. “That’s not a problem. Are you finally going to ask him out or something?”

You scratched the back of your neck. “Or something, yeah.”

Thankfully, by the time Shouto arrived today, it was later than he normally came, meaning rush hour was almost dying down.

“Good morning! Someone’s a little late today,” you teased. “Overslept?”

“I wish,” he sighed wistfully. “I had a meeting early this morning and it just ended. Didn’t have a chance to pick up some coffee or pastries beforehand.”

You frowned. “I’m sorry to hear that. I hope whoever was hosting the meeting at least provided you guys drinks and snacks!”

He paused. “He did, but… I just thought yours were better.”

Smiling at the compliment, you preened. “Well, I can’t say I’m not surprised. And I’m glad you were able to drop by still. Would’ve missed you too much otherwise.”

Again, you were only half-serious.

“Hm. I would’ve missed you too.”

And again, he seemed full-serious. Not that you minded.

After taking his order and watching him pay, you pulled him to the side, looking over at your boss so she knew what was going on. She gave you a brief nod as you turned your attention to Shouto.

A lapse of silence went by and he spoke up, “Did you have something you wanted to say?”

“Yeah, actually.” You wrung your fingers nervously, hoping you wouldn’t say anything to offend him since you knew his actions were coming from a kind place. “I just wanted to say… I’m not really looking for a sugar daddy right now.”

He blinked once. Then twice. “Pardon?”

You stared at him, unsure what to say.

“I— Sorry. I wasn’t… It’s not my intention to be a...sugar daddy either.” Shouto’s face flushed a bright pink that made your own cheeks warm up in response.

“But the—the money? I just… I guess I thought…” You winced.

So he wasn’t trying to pick up a sugar baby… Well, this was awkward. But regardless, you think you’ve gotten close enough to him to the point where it would feel weird accepting money from him.

“I’m sorry if I was unclear. It really is just a tip to show appreciation for your service here.”

You shook your head. “No! Sorry, that makes sense! My friends just said… And then I…” you trailed off, feeling a million times more flustered than when you started. “Sorry about that. The sugar daddy mishap aside, I still wanted to say that I really appreciate the tips you gave, but I don’t think I can accept them anymore.”

Slowly, he nodded, adjusting the collar of his dress shirt. “I understand. Did something happen?”

“No, nothing happened!” you were quick to assure. “I really am thankful, but… I think we’ve gotten too close for me to be comfortable accepting that much money, you know?”

Shouto tilted his head to the side, listening intently.

“Like,” you tried to explain, fiddling with your apron, “over the past few weeks I just think we’ve gotten to know each other more and I think of you as a friend of sorts now.” You peered at him through your lashes, hoping your words were making sense. “I think as a relationship develops—for me, at least—adding money into the mix can cause weird power imbalances if not communicated properly. And I just don’t want that for us.”

He thought through your words for a while before agreeing. “I get what you mean. I wouldn’t want to unintentionally make you feel like you owe me anything, so if you’re not comfortable with it, I can stop.”

“Thanks, Shouto,” you said with a beam, glad he was so receptive. Really though, what else did you expect? From your interactions with him you took him to be kindhearted and open. Of course he wouldn’t be upset over this. “But just to be clear, this doesn’t mean you should stop coming! Right? I don’t want to stop being your friend or anything!”

With a small laugh, he nodded. “Sure. I wouldn’t want to part with my favorite cafe. And I’d like to keep being friends as well.”

Those words warmed your heart. You really were nervous about this confrontation earlier; you didn’t want voicing your opinion to mean ending your friendship. (Although, if you sharing what you were comfortable with was enough to end a relationship, then you supposed it was bound to be a toxic and stifling one in the long run and it was good to know in the beginning to end it before it could grow.) Turns out, however, that you didn’t even need to worry about that. He was understanding and sweet and you were glad to have gotten this out of the way.

“Well, as new friends,” you said, gently nudging his side, “maybe we should get to know each other more? Exchange numbers… Hang out outside of this cafe…” You ran through some suggestions, almost bouncing on your feet in excitement. “I mean, I know you’re always so busy and might not have much free time to hang out. But— If you’re ever free one weekend…”

“I’d enjoy that,” he cut in, saving you from blabbering your mouth off and accidentally embarrassing yourself. “Didn’t you say you’d steal me away from work to relax? I’m still holding you to that.”

The beginnings of a smirk formed on his face as he looked at your flustered expression. Was he teasing you?

You huffed, pretending to be insulted by his playful mocking. “Guess I’ll really have to do it then.”

“Guess so.”

“Maybe you should give me your number first so we could plan it.”

“Okay.”

He handed you his phone and you handed him yours, both of your adding your numbers to the contact list. Smiling, you held the phone in front of the two of you to take a contact picture of yourself for Shouto’s phone. To your complete surprise, he laughed before promptly following suit and taking a selfie for his contact image.

“Cute,” you said when he handed you back your phone.

“You too.”

Placing your device back in your pocket, you looked at him, hand on hip. “Since when did you become such a smooth-talker? Am I going to have to guard my heart now?”

His only response was a shrug, but you could see hints of a smile playing on his face. The two of you seemed to be smiling a lot lately, you couldn’t help but notice.

“I should probably let you go to work now—and I should go back to mine.” You gestured to the growing line at the front of the store. Your manager looked like she had things under control, but you didn’t want to take advantage of her kindness. “You should text me later though. If you want.”

“I’ll do that,” Shouto promised, picking up his drink and pastry boxes from the side counter. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N. And… I’ll message you soon.”

As you watched him leave the store, you were certain you had a silly look on your face as you stared in a trance.

“I’ll turn my phone off silent just for you!” you said to his back, hoping he understood what a momentous occasion this was. Your phone was always on silent (unless you were playing a game, of course). But for Shouto, you could handle hearing the obnoxious ringtone and text tone.

With an amused expression he nodded before waving goodbye.

Later on that day, at the end of your shift, you noticed a new message from a certain someone that made your stomach flutter.

Shouto: Hi there. It’s Shouto :)

You never knew those four simple words would be enough to keep the grin plastered on your face up until the moment your head hit your pillow to fall asleep. But, damn— Were you glad that happened to be the case.

a/n: whY WAS SHOUTO AND Y/N EXCHANGING NUMBERS SO CUTE idk that scene got me all blushy and :DDD HFJDKSF like taking a selfie with shouto and getting his number? only goal in life BFHFGF,, also y/n said no more tips how we feeling? ;o

what to expect in the next part:

an unwanted visitor ಥ_ಥ

shouto has a...proposition for y/n

FLIRTING FLUFF SO MUCH CUTENESS U MIGHT CRY

y/n struggles with their fEeLiNGs~

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