#Notice I didn’t say HEALING* bc not everything is about healing

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This spring 🌷🌱🫶

#Claiming this energy on the last day of February #April will be a month of celebration & joy #Notice I didn’t say HEALING* bc not everything is about healing #This spring I will keep it pure and enjoy it all with reckless abandon #I just wanna marinate in the sun and vibe

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So a luke castellan x Apollo!reader

Idek how this would work but I had this idea after I read your ‘My Sweetheart’ blurb-

So tlt and Luke’s betrayal has occurred and the reader was in a relationship with Luke, pretty much exactly like ‘My Sweetheart’.

So ofc she’s still really offended and traumatised from that debacle. But she still loves him deep down. Anyway (at any point during the series, you decide) they’re going to use her as bait for Luke to come here. She agrees bc she doubts he’ll come, if he betrayed her surely he didn’t love her that much. But he does.

Anyway the campers give them some privacy and they have a really deep conversation, and she accepts that she still loves him. And then they all jump out and attack him and he realises she betrayed him, and he gets grievously injured.

But somehow, before they can realise she isn’t back yet, she goes back and heals him, bc she can’t leave him for dead, and she leaves him healed but hurting.

If you wanted to be evil you could even end it with ‘if you’d only been there to heal him that night in Manhattan.’ Feel free to change anything this is just a very long thought, xxx

house on a hill

this is a part two but it can be read separately :)

a/n: so sorry this took so long love, exams have been kicking my ass but i hope you enjoy this anyways ♡

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Luke Castellan admitted it.

He admitted it all, betraying camp to help rise Kronos, poisoning Thalia's tree, stealing the lightning bolt... Everything they said he did. He openly admitted.

He proudly admitted.

When you'd followed Annabeth into the woods after hearing Percy yelling for help, you didn't expect it to end you up at a Miami beach on Clarisse's quest.

After dealing with pirates and sirens, fighting a cyclops and a hydra you'd had your fair share of scares during this quest. But your biggest horror stood with a sword pointed at Percy.

Luke Castellan.

You'd thought long and hard about what you'd say to him, if you'd ever got the chance. Something along the lines of why? how dare you. why would you ever do this? or at the very least, was everything a lie?

But all your heartache and rage got stuck in your throat like a bad cough. All you could do was stand frozen and hope that it was all a bad dream.

He had the audacity to meet your eye. He stepped forward in your direction.

"Y/n I-" His voice broke as he quietly spoke.

Every single bit of shock in your body vaporized in a second, being replaced by lover's rage.

"Y/n? Y/n what? What do you possibly have to say to me" Your voice laced with venom.

He staggered froward, eyes shining with guilt. He tried to say something but you cut him off again.

"Do you know how long I defended you? Do you have any idea how stupid- no pathetic i felt when i got your letter telling me I was wrong about you. Do you know what it was like having everyone in camp thinking I'm a traitor too. Do you even care?" Your lip quivered as you leaning into yourself.

No matter how much you willed yourself not to, you felt the tears fall down your face. You were too blinded by emotion to notice the others regrouping behind you both.

"Of course I care y/n. I'm doing all of this because I care!" With each step he took towards you, you took stepping back.

"No! You're doing this because your spiteful!"

"I have every reason to be and you know it" He yelled his face contorted with fury. Flinching back you find what's left of your voice.

"You're being manipulated to start a war! And you're too hurt to see that. Luke, please. You've broken my heart but I still love you, don't play into the Titan's hand, come back to camp and right your wrongs. Together." Your voice a broken whisper, only to be heard by him and the Fates.

You swore to the Fates you saw a flicker in his eyes, a break in his warpath.

"All I want is the house we talked about, the one on the hill. With the trees out the front. With as many animals as you want, with the stupidest names we can come up with." His eyes fixated to the floor. He cleared his throat and looked so deeply at you it was like he was speaking to your soul.

"To get that life, a life with you. The gods must die. Their way is broken and wrong. It's just our turn, and only then will we be able to have peace y/n. Together.

While you stand frozen, appalled at the man in front of you, gone was the version on Luke you made those plans with, instead stood a pawn of a Titan.

Unbeknownst to you both Percy had finished summoning an Iris message to camp.

Luke finally noticed, ordered the monsters his army to attack in retaliation. You and your friends outnumbered when suddenly The Party Ponies narrowly come to the rescue. However you'd stayed stunned throughout it all.

Centaurs, half bloods, Cyclops' all fought one another. The loud sound of battle didn't render, instead silence ringing through your head.

You wanted to believe the old Luke was still in there somewhere, but as your focus zeroed in on him. Watching him fight without mercy. You saw no resemblance of the boy you love.

Perhaps if you kept hope, kept faith in him. You could have helped him long before Manhattan. Maybe there was another universe where Annabeth wasn't the only one who could see the old Luke buried down below. And maybe in that universe you both got that house on the hill...

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #pjo #pjo fandom #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo x reader #percy jackson fanfiction

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that Jon con story was 😳😳🫠 my soul woulda left my body on the spot 😮‍💨 tbh I dunno that I could survive being in the same room as him 🫣 but it’s funny cause ✨ hands ✨ was literally my Frankie request

Like

Imagine you’re in a new relationship with Frankie, slowly testing the waters cause who ain’t a bit broken these days

and you got a thing for ✨ hands ✨ and you think you’re being discreet when you stare at his hands while they do pretty much anything BUT Frankie ain’t a dummy and has noticed and wants to test his theory that you really really like his hands

👀🙏🏻🫠😮‍💨

babes it's the way we literally share the same brain cell bc those HANDS, as soon as I saw this request I literally dropped everything and started working on it. thank you for requesting this and inspiring me to thirst over frankie's hands and helping me kick off this week of celebration. ✨ I adore YOU so MUCH. ❤️

warning: contain explicit sexual content. as always, minors please dni. btw the jon con story in reference can be found here. :) word count: 3.1k

everyone say thank you to my sweet angel baby @jwjeepers for this lovely request to start off this week of celebrating my 500 followers friends milestone! happy slutting over frankie! 🖤

don't hold back.

It was subtle at first. You had a habit of zoning out when you vanished into your thoughts, or were concentrating really hard on something. Frank had noticed it very early on. Sometimes you would disappear for a little bit, getting lost in your own stream of consciousness before finding your way back to him. Frank didn’t think much of it. He found it kind of endearing, actually. He always wondered though, what exactly was going through your head when you had that far off look in your eyes. He wondered what you daydreamed about, and where you went when you stared off into space, curious if he ever popped up in any of those scenes.

The first hint was a few weeks ago when you and Frank had met up with some of your friends for drinks. Frank was in the middle of telling a story, animatedly moving his hands around as he did so, when he caught your gaze out of the corner of his eye. Your eyes were following every single movement of his hands. He didn’t think much of it at first, figuring you were probably just trying to paint a clear picture in your head, so he brushed it off. But then he caught you doing it again. And again. And again. Everytime he used his hands to speak, your eyes were glued to them. Throughout the night as the alcohol dulled your inhibitions, you were more reckless with your lingering stares. Frank had even caught the way you trapped your bottom lip between your teeth when he wrapped his fingers around the neck of his beer bottle, and his curiosity peaked. 

Your relationship was still very new, both of you trying to figure out how to navigate it as cautiously as possible. He was still healing from another lifetime of pain and loss, a piece of him knowing he always would be. You were hypervigilant with your heart due to your mother being an incurable romantic currently on husband number four. Sometimes he thought it was a marvel you two were even together. Frank never talked more than he had to, and you were more on the shy and quiet side. It had taken Frank just as long to get you to open up to him about your feelings as it had taken you to get him to open up about his. He never imagined he would even want to open his heart up to someone else again, but there was something special about you. Something in your soul that called out to his. He still remembers the day you first met, and the way you had smiled at him. He knew right then he was done for.

He didn’t know what you saw in him. Frank could never fully wrap his head around why the hell out of anyone, and oh you could have fucking have anyone, you chose him. Over and over again, day after day, you chose him. He waited for you to change your mind, break out of whatever trance you were under, and leave him. But you never did. He was constantly torn between wanting to show you his worst to see if you would stay, and wanting to prove to you that he was the man you believed he was so that you would stay. 

Frank savored every part of your relationship, taking his time to enjoy every piece of it fully. He never went farther than what he was absolutely sure you were comfortable with. He let you set the pace, always following your lead, worrying that if he got carried away he would fuck everything up. The first time you let him kiss you, he felt dizzy with adoration and his lips tingled for hours afterwards. And the first time you let him make love to you? Frank fucking swore he believed in heaven, because he had found it inside your body. Little by little, your confidence blossomed, and Frank was able to coax more of what you liked out of you to make sure he was always doing everything exactly right. Nothing filled him with more pride than pleasing you.

He didn’t want to push you, or make you uncomfortable, but he was dying to know what you were hiding from him. Everytime he caught you staring at his hands, you would immediately redirect your eyes and blush profusely. Frank thought he had somewhat of an idea of what was going on, so he decided to test out his theory. 

Frank used his hands as much as possible over the course of the next few days. If you were struggling to reach something, he would come up behind you and splay his large hand on your lower back, never once missing the way your lips parted and a flush crept onto your cheeks in response. Frank wasn’t a huge fan of PDA, but he made it a point to hold onto your hand every time you went somewhere together, or place his hand just high enough on your thigh to get a silent reaction out of you everytime you sat next to him or rode with him in his truck. He especially loved doing that when you wore dresses or skirts, brushing his calloused fingers along your soft skin in slow strokes. Frank would catch the way your eyes widened slightly, and a devious smirk would curl at the corner of his mouth. He even went as far as getting into a fight with some drunk asshole in a dive bar, cracking his fist roughly against the guy’s jaw, just to come home to let you assess the damage and fix him up. He didn’t need you to, his knuckles were barely even bruised, but he wanted to see the way you would react to getting to examine his hand up close. The hitch in your breath as he held it out for you and the way your eyes swelled with lust as you delicately grazed your fingertips over his angry knuckles had his cock thrashing against his jeans. He had figured you out, and now he just needed to find a way to get you to ask for what he knew you wanted.

Frank had you on his lap, one hand placed firmly on the middle of your back to hold you in place against him, and the other loosely wrapped around your throat as he gently grabbed your jaw in his fingers. He took his time kissing at that sensitive spot at the base of your neck he knew drove you crazy. He figured if he could get you worked up enough, needy and desperate for more, that you would open up and bloom for him. He just needed to guide you there. Frank could practically feel the thundering rhythm of your heart pounding against his own chest. He swallowed every breathless pant that escaped your lips. An impatient whine echoed off your tongue and he grinned. Frank had you exactly where he wanted you. 

He purposefully kept his hands still in their places, focusing solely on his gentle assault on your neck with his lips and tongue, occasionally nipping at your collarbone. He could tell you were getting restless by the way your hips started to tenuously rock back and forth, your fingers once loosely threaded in his hair now tugging slightly.

“Frank…please…”

“Please what, darlin’? Hm?”

You huffed in response, earning a throaty chuckle from him, and grabbed a small fistfull of the collar of his shirt to tug him closer, even though there was hardly an inch of space between you two.

“Please.”

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.”

“Want you, Frank.”

“Nah, think you can do better than that. C’mon baby, tell me what you want.”

Frank tried not to laugh at the futile way you attempted to tear his lips away from your neck to bring his face closer to yours, your hips now picking up a more purposeful speed. Patience was not your virtue, and he knew it wouldn’t take much more teasing until you broke. He would wait.

“Fraaaaank. Please, I told you. I want you.”

“I think you’re lyin’ to me, baby.”

Frank pulled back just slightly to look into your eyes, taking in the furrow of confusion in your brows and the adorable pout on your lips. He tightened his hold on your throat, your chin firmly grasped between his thumb and index finger. He reveled in the way your eyes grew in bewilderment, and your hips stuttered to a stop.

“I think you want somethin’ in particular, but you’re too shy to ask. Yeah?”

Your lips parted slightly as a shuddering breath slipped past, and Frank took the opportunity to swipe the pad of his thumb deliberately across your bottom lip. Your hand flew up to grab onto his forearm, gripping onto it tightly. He stared at you silently for a second, searching your eyes for any hesitation. You gave his arm a gentle squeeze and he took that as a signal to experimentally push his thumb past your plump lips. You greedily accepted it in your mouth, closing your eyes for a moment as you swirled your tongue around it and sucked softly, even giving the tip a gentle bite. A small grunt sounded in the back of his throat and Frank found himself pathetically rock hard beneath you.

He swiftly retracted his thumb from your mouth with a pop, a twinge of embarrassment sparking in him that if he let you keep doing that, he’d no doubt come on the spot. Both of you stared at each other for a moment in silent astonishment. Frank cocked his head to the side slightly, a mischievous glint in his eye as that familiar cocky smirk appeared on his lips.

“Ain’t feelin’ so shy now, are ya?”

You bit down on your bottom lip hard, unable to tear your eyes away from Frank’s relentless stare. It made you feel even smaller than you already did with him. He clicked his tongue against his cheek, shaking his head slowly as his thumb pulled your bottom lip free from your teeth.

“Uh uh. If you’re feelin’ brave enough to take my thumb in your mouth like you do my cock, then you can be a big girl and use your words, yeah? You gonna tell me what you want now, sweetheart?”

Frank’s shameless words shot straight down to your core and you couldn’t stifle the pitiful whine that sounded from you. You closed your eyes for a moment to regain your composure, far too turned on to even be embarrassed that Frank had caught on to you. You weren’t sure why you even would be embarrassed. Frank always gave you everything you asked for without hesitation. But sex between the two of you so far had been gentle and loving, not that you didn’t adore or enjoy that, but you weren’t sure how to tell him that you wanted more. You weren’t sure what he would think of you if you told him what you really wanted him to do to you.

“Your hands.”

“What about ‘em, baby?”

“I think you kinda already know.”

“I do. Wanna hear you say it though.”

The smug grin on his mouth had you whining in agitation. It was no use putting up a fight. Frank wasn’t going to give up until you gave in, and his willpower was much stronger than yours. Swallowing your pride, you stared directly into his deep brown eyes, a wicked idea forming in your head. If he was going to play this game, so could you.

“I love your hands, Frank. I love how big they are, how long your fingers are. I know they can reach so much deeper than mine can. Your fingers could get me to come so much faster than mine ever could. I love the way it feels when you touch me. I want you to touch me more, Frank. I want you to grab me and not be afraid to leave marks. I want you to squeeze my throat when you fuck me. I want-”

Frank didn’t give you a chance to finish before he was pulling you in by your throat and crashing his lips onto yours. His other hand was already bunching your dress up around your hips, fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your panties until his thumb found your clit. You moaned into his mouth and Frank had to channel all his self-control into not combusting right then and there because you were already so wet. He had never heard you talk like that but fuck did he want to hear more of it. He always felt like you were holding back with him, maybe just as much as he was with you, and he’d be damned if he let this side of you slip back into the shadows again.

One of his long fingers slipped easily into your entrance and he broke apart from your lips just in time to watch the way your face contorted in pleasure as a sigh of content filled the space between you. Frank was mesmerized by you, eyes fixated solely on your face as he began to fuck you slowly with his finger, his thumb grazing over your clit gently. You were practically begging for more already, breathless whimpers and pleas tumbling from your lips, your nails digging into his shoulder blades when he granted your request and pushed another finger past your entrance. Frank glanced down in awe to watch the way you moved your hips against his hand, wanting so badly for it to be his cock instead. He decided right then and there you were going to ride him for the first time tonight. You were so close to the edge already just from his fingers, and Frank’s ego soared at seeing how much of an effect he had on you. 

“This what you wanted baby, hm? Just wanted me to fuck you with my fingers?”

“Yes Frank…God, please…don’t stop.”

“All you had to do was ask darlin’, you know I’d never say no to you. You know how much I love makin’ my pretty girl happy, don’t you?”

You couldn’t focus on anything other than the way Frank was plunging his fingers into you repeatedly, the sounds of your wetness squelching around his fingers quickly filling the living room. The faster you rocked your hips, the more brutal his pace became, and you loved it. You nodded your head quickly at his words, feeling dizzy at the way he said my pretty girl.

“You gonna tell me what you want from now on so I can give it to ya, hm? Give you whatever you want baby, just gotta ask. Or hell, you ain’t even gotta ask. You just take my hand and guide it where ya need it. If that’s what you want, you take it. You want my cock, take it. You take whatever the hell you want. It’s all yours, understand? You take what’s yours, yeah?”

All you could do was moan in response. Between Frank’s dangerously gruff voice and indelicate words, and the way he was curling his fingers and brushing along that spongy spot inside you that had you doubling over in indulgence, you couldn’t form any other word but his name.

“Attagirl. You gonna come for me now, sweetheart? Hm? Gonna soak my hand? Yeah you are, I can feel it. Look at you, already making a mess on my lap and you ain’t even there yet. Go on baby, come on my fingers. Don’t hold back, let me have it all, yeah? Go on, make a mess on me. Let me fuckin’ have it.”

A tsunami of rapture collided so hard into you that it knocked the breath completely out of your chest. You collapsed against Frank, barely able to hold yourself up on his lap as you meagerly tried to ride out the wave of pleasure. Frank’s deft fingers continued to work you over, wringing every single drop of pure bliss from you until he was certain there wasn’t an ounce of satisfaction he had missed. He wrapped his arm tightly around your waist to hold you against him, brushing his lips along the shell of your ear as he encouraged you through your orgasm.

“That’s it, there we go. That’s my girl. That’s my fuckin’ girl. Make me so proud baby, so fuckin’ proud. I got you, sweetheart.”

After a few minutes, you were finally able to get your breathing under control, your vision becoming less and less fuzzy as you fully regained coherency. Frank gazed down at you lovingly, brushing your hair away from your face and tucking a strand of it behind your ear. You blinked a few times as he came into focus, staring into his deep mahogany eyes. You blushed at the look he was giving you, a cheeky grin coupled with a quizzically arched brow.

“So, my girl’s a little kinky, hm? You been holdin’ back on me this whole time?”

You couldn’t help but burst into a fit of giggles, hiding your face into Frank’s chest to escape his taunting stare. 

“I was nervous!”

“What the hell for? You think I wouldn’t like it or somethin’?”

“I didn’t know. You’re always so…gentle with me. You always take it slow, and touch me like I’m made of glass. Not that I mind that, I don’t at all. I like when you’re sweet to me. I just…I guess I wasn’t sure what you wanted, or what you would think of me if I told you what else I liked.”

Frank gently grabbed at your throat, holding your face in his fingers so that you couldn’t look away. There was a timid smile on his lips and an uncertain vulnerability floating around in his eyes.

“Baby, I take it slow because I don’t wanna push you. I never wanna do anythin’ that makes you uncomfortable. I’ve been lettin’ you call the shots this whole time, decidin’ what we do and when we do it, followin’ your lead, ya know? Look I…I just don’t wanna fuck this up. That’s all.”

“What if I don’t wanna call the shots? What if I want you to?”

Frank sucked in a deep breath at your words, unable to ignore the way they made his cock twitch in his jeans. 

“If that’s what you want, sweetheart.”

“It is.”

“But-”

“Frank, I trust you, and I can take a lot more than you give me credit for. If I feel like I can’t handle something or don’t like it, I’ll tell you, and I trust that you’ll respect that. I promise I won’t hold back anymore if you don’t.”

“Alright, sweetheart. You got yourself a deal.”

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Something isn't right here

Vampire!Eddie x reader

Pt 2

suggestive but no smut, blood drinking so there's that, its sexy blood drinking I'm warning y'all, feral Eddie, angst, hurt comfort kinda, Eddie is a vampire, his best friend is in love with him, not proofread bc its 3 in the morning and I want to go to bed right now

He still hadn’t woken up after a week and sleeping on the small chair next to his bed wasn’t doing anything for her aching muscles.

She had cried. More tears than she knew her body could hold, frantically shoveling back glasses of water so her eyes wouldn’t go dry.

She had cried. More tears than she knew her body could hold, frantically shoveling back glasses of water so her eyes wouldn’t go dry.

Her best friend just laid there, the best friend she had been in love with since freshman year.

She had wanted to tell him before everything happened. She was going to tell him and he had stopped her, saying whatever she was going to say could wait till after they saved the world.

And now he was going to die without knowing how she truly felt. He had died for a moment, by some bizarre twist of fate he had come back.

She thought maybe if he lived and if she was ever able to speak to him again then she would surely tell him.

It kept her there, the anticipation of him waking up so she could finally rid herself of this secret. She fantasized about that moment constantly.

And then the moment came, his eyes snapped open and he took a sharp intake of breath. He looked around frantically until his eyes fell on her.

“Eddie-“ she choked out.

“I’m dead. Am I? Dead…”

“No Eddie. You’re alive. You’re ok. It’s ok,” she sobbed, climbing into the hospital bed beside him and clinging to him.

The words she wanted to say didn’t seem to come, her lips forming around the words but not quite letting them go. I love you she said over and over again, but only in her head.

She flinched away when she remember the wounds on his stomach and neck, not wanting to irritate the open cuts.

He grabbed her with impressive strength, pulling her back against him. “It’s ok, they’re healed.”

Not until much later did she bother to think that it wasn't natural for him to have healed that fast.

Now that he was awake it was quick work getting him out of the hospital and into his own bed at home.

But things didn't go right back to normal. It was subtle things, but being with him constantly made it easy for her to notice that something was different.

He wouldn't leave his room, blinds drawn to keep out any sunlight. He also slept all day, ruining her sleep schedule because she insisted on being with him at all times.

Not that she really minded being cradled against his chest, basking in the comfortable heat of his blankets all day.

At nights he was restless and uneasy, hungry for something although he refused all the food she would offer him. It broke her heart to see it, something had changed inside of him and they were both terrified at what it could mean.

He was easy irritable, an anger he never had before lurking beneath the surface. He was never angry at her though, but that didn't make it any easier to be around him when he got into one of his fits of rage.

She would sit in the living room, softly crying as he trashed his room. She didn't know how to fix what was wrong with him, she didn't want him to hurt anymore.

"Eds, can I come back in?" she whispered, her whole shaking body leaning against the door of his room.

"Please. Please don't leave me alone." He lied on the floor, open gashes on his knuckles already stitching themselves back together with seemingly no blood involved.

"What happened?" she gasped, practically throwing herself down on the floor next to him.

"I-I don't know." She reached out her hand to him and he flinched away, tears in his own eyes as well.

"Eddie-"

"I'm scared..." he whimpered, shuffling away from her to put more space between them.

"Oh Eddie, c'mere." Her voice cracked with desperation, knowing he needed to be close to her but he wouldn't let himself for some reason.

"No. I don't- I wont- I don't want to hurt you." His eyes frantically searched the room for an escape, terrified of what he might do to her.

But then she looked at him with the most broken expression, a profound tiredness in her eyes. She looked like she was going to be sick, physically wracked with the stress of the past few weeks.

"Please, Eddie. I trust you, please let me help you." He hesitantly obliged, breaking down into full blown sobbing when she wrapped her arms around him.

She cried as well, tears falling down her cheeks and onto the top of his head. "Tell me what's wrong," she demanded, hands cupping his cheeks and wrenching his head from its place against her chest.

He shook his head, the force of his movement freeing him from her grasp. Then he dipped his head back down, nudging her neck with his nose and huffing lightly. "You smell so good," he mumbled, lips ghosting across her pulse.

"Eds-" she gasped, fingers curling in the fabric of the shirt stretched across his shoulders.

"Your blood. I can fucking hear it. I can hear your heart beating." He groaned, tugging her into his lap so she was straddling him and pressed against him in pretty much every way she could be.

"What? why? huh..." she tried with no luck to wiggle out of his constricting grasp. it wasn't his fault but she was starting to get lightheaded at him being so close.

"It smells so good." he took a long sniff, breath puffing against the spot he had been nosing at only a moment before.

"Uhm thank you I guess." She giggled a bit when his hair tickled her chest, a bit confused at what exactly was going on.

"Please. Can I..." he trailed off, looking up at her hesitantly.

"Its ok you can tell me." She nodded, eyes wide and innocent. She would do whatever he wanted her to.

"I need to taste it." Just the tips of his teeth started to press into her flesh, waiting far too patiently for her response.

"Y-yeah." Her voice shook, trying to hide how aroused she was from his cold hands cupping the back of her neck and his mouth slowly closing around her skin.

She practically grinded down on him while he started to suck on her neck, not yet breaking skin. He noticed her writhing ontop of him, hands coming down to hold her steady by the waist and (not so) accidentally slipping under her shirt. "Calm down, you're ok. You're safe."

"I know," she whimpered, bucking her hips against his again.

"alright, stay still for me. This is going to hurt a little." His teeth slowly breached her skin, tongue coming out to lap up the blood spilling out.

When there was a substantial gouge he pulled back to admire his work for a moment. Only a moment though before he was licking at the stream of blood flowing from her neck.

She felt his skin start to warm, if she had seen his eyes she would have seen a deep amber glint in them and the energy returning to his face.

"Eddie," she moaned, fingers tangling into his hair to keep his mouth on her neck.

It's not like he was going anywhere though, teasingly munching on every bit of her neck as the blood trickled down to his mouth. He was careful not to draw blood in any other spot, instead spreading the blood from his one bite all over her neck to mimic the feeling of biting down again.

It also gave him an excuse to run his lips and tongue over the expanse of her neck, able to feel the blood rushing in her veins just below his mouth.

He could hear her irregularly fast heartbeat and he knew despite her best efforts the poor girl was terrified. He pulled away, gently scooping her into his arms and laying her down on the bed.

Then he went back to his place at her neck, now laying mostly on top of her and lazily dragging his mouth over the blood stained skin.

She had called Steve earlier in a panic, describing everything that had been going on with Eddie. And of course he picked now as the perfect time to bust through the door with his gang of freshmen in tow.

"GUYS!" he called out into the trailer.

Eddie's head whipped back startled, a mostly unfamiliar protective urge clutching at his very soul. He wrapped his arms around her, weight now fully pressed on to her body beneath him.

Steve frantically ran into the bedroom, ignoring how Eddie growled when he opened the door. "We think Eddie is a vampire," Dustin spoke from behind him.

She looked up at him, mouth still shining with her blood. "oh...yeah that makes sense."

YAALLLLLL idk if I'm gonna do an official pt 2 but plz if u want to send HCs abt vampire Eddie im SOOOO game to hear them

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[danikamariewrites]

Hello!! I loved your anxiety headcanons with cassian🩷 could you do a Rhys version if possible?

Hope you are doing well🩷🩷😊

Rhys x anxious!reader headcanon

Rhys is all about mental health awareness

He’d notice your anxious ticks and actions when you were just friends

When you started dating you two decided to be honest about your feelings

You always told Rhys about your anxiety and how you were feeling

If you didn’t feel like talking you’d let him in your head

You and Rhys would both do check-ins on bad days. You’d pop into his office and make sure he was ok, “talk to me Rhys. You have a lot going on.” And he’d usually say, “it’s ok to talk about it. I’ll listen, always.”

Your go to thing is to pick at your lips or at your fingers

Bc of this your lips are always chapped

Rhys gets a special lip balm made for you to help heal them

He also gets you a special hand lotion that heals the cuts and scarring around your nails

A lot of the time when your anxiety acts up you keep inside

You never want to be seen as a burden

Keeping your feelings in makes you clench your jaw which causes tinnitus (I have this it’s bad lol)

At night Rhys can tell your jaw is tense especially if you’ve been extra anxious that day

He has you lay your head in his lap while he massage your jaw, “just relax, darling. I got you.”

Going out never bothers you since Rita’s and other Velaris restaurants and clubs are so familiar to you

It’s High Lord meetings that ties your stomach in knots. They’re so unpredictable especially with Beron still alive, keeping Eris’ secret, and making sure you stay civil with the other courts

You always grip Rhys’ hand super tight and constantly check in mind-to-mind

“Are things ok? I can’t tell.” “Everything is perfectly fine, darling.” And he send you a small smile

#acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar reader fic #acotar reader imagine #acotar imagine #rhysand headcanon #rhysand x reader imagine #rhysand fluff #rhysand #rhysand acotar #rhysand imagine #rhysand x reader #rhysand x you

[xotication]

i swear i’ll stfu abt kaneki at some point but OMGGG he’s just so boyfriend, i can’t.

kaneki is so obsessed with you. like you are his entire life in a being nd everyone around him knows it.

you know he loves you & all but he always surprises you with the extent that his love can go.. like one day he was on tiktok nd saw those silly couples with their silly lil matching “i love my bf” nd “i love my gf” shirts.. so he bought them for you two.. he has no clue how much it actually meant to you though.

another time he noticed your hand was so bare nd made it his mission to change that. HE BOUGHT YOU THE PRETTIEST FUCKEN PROMISE RING OMG.

like stfu rn.. he literally got on a knee & everything…. you were SCARED but he said it was his promise that he’d be your husband one day, nd that until then he’s gonna be there for you forever nd ever nd ever nd ever nd bla bla all that good stuff. he even bought a ring with your name on it & he does NOT. take that shit off. he doesn’t care if she’s showering, cooking, washing his hands.. anything.

“kaneki you can take it off. it’s gonna get all scratched nd stuff if you don’t”

“i don’t care, i’ll just buy a new one.. i don’t wanna take it off” HE SAYS WITH A FUCKEN POUT. like stop, i’ll rip ur face off.. i can’t ..

kaneki always talks about you as well, nd he doesn’t even realize it. it’s just that he spends all his time with you nd everything he does.. IS for YOU. so it’s just in his nature to talk abt someone he loves that much. for example:

“just started this new anime, it’s pretty interesting so far..”

“wait what’s it called again?”

“attack on titan”

“oh.. y/n tells me about it all the time. she says the plot twist is really intense..”

& HE’LL JUST RAMBLEEEEE, like get this man a mirror bc he might as well just be talking to his own reflection, all that just for the person to say ..

“who’s y/n..?”

“my girlfriend”

like poor baby is making things awkward for himself but he doesn’t have anything else to talk abt.. other than maybe video games.

anyway, i’m saying all this to say.

one day kaneki had told you he’d be out nd about, so you shouldn’t really wait up on him. you didn’t think anything of it, he’s his own person nd stuff like that.

a couple hours passed & finally he comes through the front door. he gives you a kiss but you’re confused when you see black plastic wrap on his neck.

“ken, what is that..?”

“promise you won’t be mad.”

“don’t fucking play with me.. what is it?”

“just promise me!”

“fine. i promise i won’t get mad”

after that he slowly peels off the tape nd the wrap, wincing here & there.. when it’s finally off you can see that it’s your name.

YOUR FUCKING NAME.

HELLOOOOO?!?!?!

“why’re we silent.. do you not like it? are you mad..?”

you literally jump on this man.

“i love it but why did you do that?!”

“why wouldn’t i? i’m not even done yet, next i’ll get it across my forehead”

he says it with a smile & you think he’s joking. but he’s completely fucken serious.

later down the line he even gets your lips tatted on his v-line. like omg. everything about this man is just so yummy?!?!?!

the SECOND that shit heals, he posts a slutty ass pic with the tattoo on display & so many girls unfollowed him after seeing that & your name on his neck..

the hoes were mad.. 😭

#anime #manga #fanfic #headcannons #kaneki ken #kaneki x reader #tokyo ghoul #fluff #HELPPPP I NEED THIS MAN SO BAD PLEASEEEE #he’s actually so boyfriend.. #i’m crying. #pls just one crumb.. JUST ONE I CSNT #i need to be sedated

[melonminnie]

HI HI<3

CAN I PLS REQUEST IVAN ,LUKA AND TILL WITH A S/O THAT'S ALWAYS HAPPY EVEN WHEN SHE GETS PUNISHED BY THE ALIENS AND THE ALIEN THAT OWNS HER . SHE'S IN DENIAL SO WHEN ANYONE ASKS HER ABOUT IT SHE SAYS '' ISN'T IT NORMAL FOR GUARDIANS TO PUNISH THEIR CHILDREN WHEN THEY MISBEHAVE , THEY ARE ONLY DOING THIS BCS THEY LOVE ME'' [SHE CALLS HER OWNER HER PARENT]

THIS IS ALL , LOVE YA<3

Tell me everything that you like ! ( Alienstage x fem! Reader)

-Tysm for requesting!! Luv u too <33

IVAN

“Ivan!” The girl screamed running towards her, in pure fright from her scream the black haired boy turned his attention and looked at the girl.

“Y/n” he smiled, “did ya miss me” she smiled once more, Ivan turned his attention towards the girls body for just a split second, she’d vanished for a moment after getting called by the pink alien who in this world owned owner ship towards her.

He quickly frowned once he noticed the amount of new bruises that had accumulated this time, “ Are you okay?” He questioned worried, “I guess so, but I think it was realllly upset this time” she cried staring at her hands.

“Do you want me to patch you up?” He questioned, if he didn’t know better he’d drag you, but the last time he did you cried because of how tightly he was holding you.

”there were a few minutes of silence, “Mmm..” she didn’t respond, “Y/n?” He diverted his attention to her face, “hey why are you smiling” he questioned again, “Why shouldn’t I?” She questioned back, “there were a few minutes of silence, “Mmm..” she didn’t respond, “Y/n?” He diverted his attention to her face, “hey why are you smiling” he questioned again, “Why shouldn’t I?” She questioned back.

“Obviously because you’re clearly injured you just got beaten didn’t you?” He questioned with slight anger, “I did but they probably did it for a reason no?.. If they think I deserve it then I probably do”.

Ivan held onto y/ns shoulders tightly and shakes them violently, “Are you in your right mind? Who told you they’re doing this because they love you they clearly don’t” she seethed still shaking the girl.

She didn’t respond she just continued smiling without a care of what just happened to her, “So you’re telling me, If I truly loved you I’d hit you then?” He replied to himself, she didn’t respond.

“Don’t just stare at me like that y/n respond for gods sake!” Ivan cried out, but he still wouldn’t get an answer this had happened many times he expected it. Yet it every time it will always frustrate him.

LUKA !

He’d encourage it without a second doubt he would, To him humans are pets made for aliens.

Precisely if you weren’t as obedient as you are you two wouldn’t even be together.

He would help with the healing but other than that he wouldn’t do much

TILL !

he’d be angry for many reasons, one he’d think your stupid for believing a blob could ever be close to your actual mother.

Two you actually calling it mother made him disgusted.

Of course he’d never say it to your face in fear of hurting your feelings, He just wants to protect you but he’s doing it all the wrong way.

He’d help with healing you and wouldn’t leave your side even if needed, He’d try to take the blame for you but it wouldn’t work either.

He’d much rather stick to your side instead of not having you by his side forever

This is so short I wrote this so late and I have other things to do so I hope u liked it <3333

#-Azuwritess #fanfic #alien stage x reader #ivan alien stage #luka alien stage #alien stage #till #ivan #vivinos #Ivan x reader #luka x reader #till x reader

[yersina]

From 'building this garden with you' -

“I’d prefer it if Yoojin-gun healed it, actually,” he says brightly, presenting his hand to Yoojin.

Yoojin frowns. He hasn’t done healing magic in… years. He hasn’t been doing magic at all, really, since he started the farm. Yoohyun was the one to break his streak. “The bandage will probably be more effective.”

“As always, I have faith in Yoojin-gun’s abilities.” The hand doesn’t waver.

mage yoojin my beloved 💛 you will notice that yoojin is a magic caster in every single fantasy au that i write. this is on purpose.

i can’t be entirely sure why you chose this exact passage haha but what sticks out me here is the vagueness of yoojin’s backstory? so i’ll talk abt that! to be completely honest, i didn’t give much thought to yoojin’s background because. well. i didn’t want to. 😂 and rather than talk abt what background i think he could have in this response, i think it might be more helpful to talk about when to add detail and when not to!

the parts of this story that i knew i wanted to hit on were: 1) yoojin has Connections, which means that he had to have a reason to have those connections, and 2) he needs a reason to be out in the middle of nowhere but also the skills to recognize and take care of yoohyun the dragon, which means that 3) yoojin is a retired adventurer of some sort that did some quests with a few major guilds, and probs seseong most frequently. and that’s about the extent that i need! (and, as you’ll notice, that’s about the extent that i reference in the fic itself.) while i do sometimes enjoy world building beyond this point too, it’s not super necessary for a shorter fic, and the more detailed i get, the more i’m gonna tie myself up in knots the further i get into the fic. plus, when you leave things more vague, sometimes it actually makes for a smoother reading experience bc readers will speculate on their own, rather than you needing to fill in everything yourself :)

also me personally, when i’m writing, sometimes i like the feeling of there being a complicated backstory more than actually devising one on my own. you feel me?

(of course this doesn’t apply to every single story and every single situation, but i think that the problem of feeling like i have to have an answer for every single little detail in a story comes up often enough for me that i want to say that it’s not always as important as your mind makes it out to be haha)

((i will say tho that yoojin strikes me as a more offensive magic type of person than defensive/support magic, especially if he was given the opportunity to choose for himself and not just having it foisted upon him, which is why he wouldn’t be as familiar with healing magic))

#original-robin #sina answers #sina rambles #writing #sctir #s classes that i raised #ask meme #sometimes i’ll get comments that are really sweet and clearly excited and asking me abt why i made certain decisionS #and i have to be like UH the brain worms told me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[teopatra]

💋✨Pick an aesthetic🎀🔮

What is going on around you?

Have you been having dreams you want to decode? Sensing an energy that you can’t quite put your finger on? Are you feeling a shadiness from people causing you to question their weird intention? Choose one or more or all three of these piles to give you secret messages from my highest self to you X0

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❤️‍🔥

Pile 1️⃣

❤️‍🔥 everything is a friggin joke to someone and that ish is annoying the helck out of you!

❤️‍🔥 you’re not crazy you’re just right and someone has been making you feel crazy for feeling that way wen n reality you’re 💯 % right for feeling the way you do bc tbh muggs just act STOOPID sometimes.. no a lot of times

❤️‍🔥 it’s one thing to be lighthearted and youthful, but it’s some traits someone had that is turning you offffffff like ew 🤧

❤️‍🔥 the only reason you may feel on edge is because someone is an actual joke and it’s P’d you off bc you’re trying to be nice abt it butttt 😐 you have no issue having a good time or cracking you a jokey joke but let’s bffr shall we??

❤️‍🔥yes you absolutely can bet that so far this pile has been about other people , you wanna know why? Bc for so long you’ve made excuses for others. But didn’t you already heal that aspect of yourself? So then why are you allowing yourself to believe that it’s not them it’s you? And even if it’s both of you, take accountability for yourself by asking how did you even allow this type of energy back into your auric field?

❤️‍🔥there’s a lesson to be learned here with the super full (blue) moon being conjunct Saturn in Pisces, meaning, there is a LESSON to be revisited.

❤️‍🔥 Pisces is notorious for illusions, delusions, and the ✨unknown..✨ BUT Pisces is ALSO known for “the undoing”

❤️‍🔥 do you know what that means? If you don’t, that’s your problem LOL jk no but really if you haven’t heard this before then I’m glad you’ve become enlightened just now. But fr figure out what the “undoing” means to you; it’s so eerie🤩

❤️‍🔥MONEY will be the death of someone or a situation..LITERALLY please remember not only are we in mercury retrograde ♍️ but Mars just moved into it’s detriment ♎️ so people are just saying AND doing ANYTHING .. if you as a light being feel on edge, JUST IMAGINE what’s going on inside the mind of an unhealed mfa.. so crusty, disgust me

❤️‍🔥 MAJORITY of society values material things and money, I mean cmon it makes sense right bc how else are we gonna survive and live comfortably happy lives? Cool, but at the same time, money RULES the mind of those who deem it the highest value compared to those who value love, peace, happiness, unity, and divine consciousness.

❤️‍🔥 I mean who wouldn’t want money or someone to just give them money just bc but the point I’m making is that money in this earthly plane in this 3D dimension has in fact become (one of) the roof of all evils…

❤️‍🔥anyhoo continue to mind your business as you always do and just let what anyone has to say roll off your shoulders; focus on maintaining balance whatever its mentally or physically

❤️‍🔥remember strategy against an opponent always isn’t about strength or blows, but about you yourself. You are the avatar of YOU, the master of elements📿

❤️‍🔥

🌸🌸

2️⃣

🌸you are 2 sides of a coin. On one side you peep everything without trying ; big Virgo and Scorpio energy. Most of the time you don’t consciously consider what you’ve noticed bc you know you’ll hyper fixate on it in the moment so you like to keep n the back of your mind until later to really decide what the heck just happened.

🌸 on the other side you are almost completely oblivious to the shade around you bc you’re a very sweet person and you just enjoy happiness. You have a lot of gratitude which protects you from low vibrational entities. It reminds me of a baby in a movie seeing a scary monster and wanting to pet it.

🌸based on that last example lol there may be blatant disrespect and shade that people are displaying towards you and eventually you’ll peep and try to self deprecate. Please don’t do that, that’s what they want.

🌸that (Blue) super full moon we just had conjunct Saturn wants you to work on your root chakra and heart chakra and to stop blaming yourself when people are mean or cruel. You are perfect there’s nothing wrong with you and if you are being ganged up on that’s bc you’re a strong force to be recockned with.

🌸you bother lame weak weird bishes soooo much, it makes you not want to be around others sometimes especially during this Virgo season bc Virgo is the hermit. And you’re all too familiar with going off the grid for your own peace and self discovery.

🌸you have a lot of self control and have been, will be, and or ARE purging anything that isn’t aligned with where you want to be. You may look at your social media timeline in annoyance or disgust and may just unconsciously take time away from media instance all together bc it’s getting kinda crazy out here.

🌸 I see you trying to spread the word of truth and divine consciousness to others and they’re just not getting it thru their thick skulls. It’s making you feel like your wasting your breath.

🌸 practice breath work and mind to muscle connection whether that’s pranayama breathing, yoga, Tai-Chi, reading, expanding your vocabulary, and picking up a new language. This will balance your brain hormones to gain back total self control and awareness .

🌸 you aren’t too intrigued and impressed with what the current state of the world has to offer nowadays. You’re really rare (as affordable health care lol like big Sean said 🤭)

🌸 you dress really nice and have a style of your OWN. Some people wear what they like and some wear what feels comfortable, you do both but not the way everyone else does. It’s hard for me to explain, but even if you’re wearing some of the most basic pieces of clothing, due to your personality, your sense of humor, your magnetic aura, and that je ne sais quoi you are alluring, magnetic, captivating, and radiant.

🌸 everyone is looking to be liked or accepted bc they’re finding themselves and most don’t like theirselves or are looking for the next person to be like. Be careful bc you attract energy vampires and weak spirits that look to leach off you.

🌸 anyone in a toxic energy especially new people you meet or randoms love bombing you are conduits for past life energies you’ve slain or have overthrown due to survival of the fittest. These entities are possessing these unhealed people to come back for vengeance but honestly as many times as you’ve overthrown those demons they can’t even compete with you; just keep alert you’ll probably laugh it off

🌸🌸

3️⃣

👁️👁️‍🗨️🧿

👁️ this is so funny because you’re always here for a good time not a long and bc of that you are being picked apart. Everyone wants to be weird towards you yet always wants you around bc you’re the main character and you’re the most interesting person in the room. So if you’re not around it isn’t the same, people need you to feel more secure, but in way that’s toxic to you.

👁️‍🗨️you have been actively pushing the boundaries just to see who has your best intentions. You have released fear and anxiety in attempts to fully live in your truth for yourself. Life is too short to live it for people who don’t want to accept you for you who are but instead try to fit you inside a box of their own standards. Continue to push the envelope of others standards even if it may start something bc that’s what happens wen you stand up for yourself against weak minded i individuals.

🧿 say “I live for my destiny. I release fear of judgement. I am focused on my highest good. I release attachment to whatever is causing me to second guess myself. I know what is best for me.”

👁️in the dreamworld you’ve been having those funny dreams again where you see people you haven’t spoken to or seen and probably have forgotten about. You’ve aligned somehow but the astral plane is a reflection of reality. The impression you leave is everlasting to where you’re reminisced about believe it or not. This is a way for people to spy on you, but a lot of people wear masks and wouldn’t openly tell you how great you are, how you inspire them, or how they truly felt in injustices of injustices against you due to their insecurities.

👁️‍🗨️protect yourself from the suns rays and mosquitoes, you are being spiritually attacked, anything will be used to weaken your defenses. Pay attention to esoteric and spiritual symbolism like random bugs n your house or flies and dead insects. One time I woke up and looked on my front porch there was a squirrel carcass. Protect your front door frame with salt.

🧿 everything you do is being criticized and although you may not care , it’s like an animal stalking it’s prey n the night, don’t find yourself slipping stay on your P’s and your Q’s. If you get into moods that aren’t normal like randomly feeling lethargic, sad, lonely, etc know this is how you’re being attacked and use selenite and quartz crystals, salts and salt baths to clear your energy.

👁️those who’ve done wrong by you will be receiving karma if they haven’t already bc these people’s hearts are not impure but their challenge was to choose the better path and instead they chose to rest in their lower desires aka demons

👁️‍🗨️you will be slaying alot of demons esp n the dream state and the funny thing is when you think of demon slayers like the anime or shows like supernatural, it won’t be from a dark shadow point of view. It’ll depict everyday life as in a conversation, or dealing with weirdo enemy who want to see you insecure vulnerable and broken

🧿someone was mean to you on purpose, probably bc their jealous. Half of them can’t help it, but at the same time we all have free will. You should check pile 2 bc I made a reference about a 2 sided coin. You have a strategy that others have failed to realize in the past. If everyone was playing a game for the sake of it, you have a game plan and now it’s like wen SpongeBob and Patrick wanted to look at Mr. krabs map. Bc you see the beauty in most things you wield a special power bc you are self led. Your ego doesn’t define you bc you control that bih. You use it to your advantage and no wen to play at the right time and wen to withdrawal. Whatever code they think they’re gonna steal from you it’s too late bc 1. They just can’t perform it properly but atp it’s game over.

👁️ beware of monitoring spirits like flies and gnats. Take note of what animals you come across in nature or constantly see in general, research the meaning of that spirit totem.

👁️👁️‍🗨️🧿

#channeled message #oracle message #tarot #pick an image #pac #pac reading #reading #intuitive readings #tarot reading #pick a pile #free reading #tarotblr #daily tarot #pisces #aries #taurus #gemini #cancer #Leo #Virgo #libra #Scorpio #Sagittarius #capricorn #aquarius

[myfairkatiecat]

Team foster keefe headcannons?

YES YES YES OMG

So first, the angst

Sophie and Keefe have some hard stuff near the end of canon bc Keefe has a really hard time letting go of his urge to never trust, to separate off, to run away, and to steal from Sophie to do it (has anyone else noticed the sheer amount of times his little rogue plans involve stealing from Sophie?? Because I DEFINITELY HAVE)

There’s a scene similar to the one in nightfall where Sophie tells him off for it again but then she realizes that what he really needs to hear isn’t that he has to work as a team, but that whatever he’s thinking or planning or considering—he doesn’t have to do it alone. It can be the worst idea in the universe and Sophie won’t immediately shut him down. She’ll head him out and brainstorm with him and she PROMISES. She tells him she wants to be there for him and she can’t do it if he keeps shutting her out.

And when that seems to be working, she adds, “I promised you I wouldn’t let you mess this up, didn’t I?”

Tearful hugs.

Sophie realizes that actually being willing to listen to Keefe’s most outlandish ideas both broadens her own horizons and strengthens her connection with Keefe. Also, in some ways, it’s really helpful for Keefe as he heals from years of never even trying to be someone who could be taken seriously (because that always hurt too much. Because he’d come home to-)

For a while after the ending of canon, Keefe and Sophie spend a lot of time in the forbidden cities just… existing together. And they’re able to get therapy and a human understanding of mental health is HUGELY helpful for Keefe (not writing off abuse as a thing that doesn’t happen) but also for both him and Sophie (PTSD->insomnia and all the things)

And they’re able to heal from everything that happened in canon together. And eventually they’re able to come back to the lost cities.

And these two are freshly mentally strong and also have been around humans for a long time and they’re ready to dismantle the whole lost cities political system bc abskdhskshssj

And now they’re back to a fluffy, lighthearted Sokeefe dynamic that we all miss.

Keefe keeps up all the silly flirting and Sophie loves it.

Did I mention they’re dismantling Elvin political systems? Also matchmaking. Bye bye. Discrimination against talentless people? Twins and triplets? NO MORE. Not if Sophie and Keefe say so

They do some of this by being really huge figures from a well known rebellion that a lot of people used to hear about, sure. But also I think that as a couple they just sorta become the Elvin version of social media influencers, and become sorta this idolized power couple by the lost cities. This is how they’re able to sway public opinion, bit by bit, to question all the stupid systems the elves have

Silly fun flirty Sokeefe is back in the picture, just like they deserve.

Obviously their pasts aren’t erased

Sometimes Sophie still is kept up at night

Sometimes Keefe needs to be reminded of things

Sometimes they aren’t totally okay

But they’re better than they were. Their hearts aren’t broken in the same way. There are still scars, of course, but they’re healed.

And honestly they deserve to be a power couple taking on the lost cities injustices (oh did I mention their friends are TOTALLY IN on this part? Including their Elvin social media campaign. Biana and Marella handle their public image ofc)

Anyway this is definitely a roller coaster of angst and crack and fluff but WHATEVER HERE HAVE THE HEADCANONS!!

Thanks for the ask!

#kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #Sokeefe #team foster keefe #keefe sencen #sophie foster

[angst-king]

Betrayal Beyond Repair pt 3

(Final part of this story, I hope you've all enjoyed it so far. CW mention of rape, violence, and fire)

Emily continued to get used to her new home, it was still hard to accept but she was doing better. Her body had healed up enough for her to start going out. So the group would often spend their outings going shopping. Buying new clothes and things for her room, and in return she would help around the hotel. Cleaning, cooking as well as anything else that needed to be done.

She had done away with her heavenly princess attire by now, dressing in much darker clothes most times. Her halo had disappeared and changed into two small floating horns. The ends of her hair had blackened, as did the color of her forearms to her fingertips, while her wings had disappeared. It took some adjusting but she was starting to enjoy her time with everyone.

It was a late night, Emily had been convinced by Cherri and the others to go to an arcade and bar. They could respect that Emily wasn’t a big drinker but she wasn’t going to pass up on going to an arcade. No one in the bar seemed to notice or care that Emily was there which was good. She spent most of her time playing the games. Of course she tried a drink here or there, but nothing extreme. Just as she sat down with her collection of tickets she could use to buy a soda Cherri sat beside her.

“How ya doing girl? You look like ya havn’ fun!” Emily nodded showing her her bucket of tickets.

“Oh yeah I got a whole lot of these, gonna see if I can get the big plush up there by the end.” “That’s awesome! Ah say, you know Sirpentious right?” Emily nodded as she sipped on her drink.

“How’s he doing by the way? I know its been a bit since ya been up there but, I still wanna know.” “Oh he’s doing great, he told me so much about you, he hardly talks about much else beside you, his inventions and his lil egg boys.” “That’s good, I hope he’s okay now, i know its not easy for him to talk with new people.” “Yeah, honestly if I hadn’t befriended him, I wouldn’t be here. I’d probably be dead, I hope they don’t hurt him.” That made Cherri pause

“Wait what?” Emily smiled sheepishly trying to brush it off.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to get all serious on you, what I meant was he’s a real nice guy.” “No no, back it up, what happened, I know ya got kicked off the cloud n all but, what’s that gotta do with my lil snake?” Emily sighed and explained everything.

“Sirpentious and I became great friends and he’d tell me all about this place, and I’d talk about how I wanted to help with redemption ya know. Of course we’d talk about much more casual things but, Sera didn’t like that I was spending any time around him. He gave me directions on how to get through the pride ring safely for ‘just in case’ purposes….He also told me to tell you that he misses you.” Cherri looked wide eyed at Emily and smiled downing her drink.

“Well they better not hurt him, he ain’t done nothing and neither did you.”

Angel came running over to the girls holding his phone.

“We gotta get outta here now!” “What, why, Angie, what's wrong? Did that freaky moth find ya?” Asked Cherri Nonchalantly, Angel grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off the stool along with emily.

“No, worse. I’ll explain outside but we have to get outta here!” Cherri knew the ex mafia man was serious when he said ‘worse’, hustling out of the bar Angel started going what he knew as the back way.

“We gotta get to the hotel now!” “The fuck is happening, Angie? Why are we going this route?” “Some exorcists are attacking the hotel!” “WHAT!?!” Emily and Cherri yelled out in unison.

“Yeah I got a weird text from Nifty say’n ‘the angels are back for revenge’. She sent me a picture too” He flashed his phone showing a picture of a guild of exorcists turning the place upside down. This had them all hurrying their pace.

“Why in Satan’s left nut sack are they back for? Is it bc lil bug killed their leader and Vaggie cut off that one bitch’s arm?” “I don’t know but it ain’t good!”

The closer they got the louder the noise got and the more worried they became wondering why the exorcists were here. It had only been a few months since their last extermination unless they were doing it early again! When they arrived they went in through the back way since exorcists were most likely blocking the main entrance. The ground shook like a war zone, yelling, crashing, screams, and much more echoed through the lot.

Making their way inside everything was a mess, furniture being thrown left and right or being used as a barricade. Charlie, Alastor and Vaggie seemed to be manning down the fight, more of the angels were down than demons. This didn’t stop Cherri from throwing one of her bombs to grant the three a distraction long enough to regroup. The bomb sent many of the angels flying back. Just out of the corner of her eye Emily saw an exorcist grab Nifty. She didn’t know what did it but something in her snapped. Without a second thought her sword materialized into her hands and she charged! Impaling the angel, right through the stomach. A dark purple aura that erupted into an inferno as she yelled out.

“LET GO OF MY FRIENDS!” The demons in the room looked over in shock, the floating horns grew larger, her eyes turned completely violet, the eye at the center of her chest changed to reflect the fire. Her nails sharpened while her body turned almost ghost-like translucent. Her shirt ripped open revealing a stomach mouth which had multiple sharp teeth. Her screams were that of a banshee. Pulling her sword out of the now dead exorcists she turned to the others who survived the blast and growled out.

“WHO THE FUCK IS NEXT?!”

Many of the angels seemed to back down as she stepped towards them. The only one to approach was Lute, new arm and all.

“Come with us.” The lieutenant demanded, Emily sneered at her, readjusting her grip on her sword.

“Why the fuck would I do that?” “I’ve been sent down here with orders to bring you back. Now come with us.” “From who?” “Sera” “No fucking way I believe that shit, if she wants me that bitch can come down herself.” “Don’t you wanna see your sister? Anyone would jump at the chance for this. She wants to see you,” At first Emily’s eyes softened, she still missed her sister, she missed her old life. She wanted to believe this was her chance.

“Now come on, she’s waiting for you. And I know damn well you don’t really wanna be stuck down here with these freaks. They’ve already infected your mind and we don’t need you falling into their hands anymore than you already have.” This seemed to tick Emily off, she readjusted her grip on her sword as her expression went cold.

“If my sister loved me shouldn’t have put me down here in the first place. And these ‘freaks’ have been much kinder than any of you or the others up in heaven have ever been.” The more she talked the brighter the fire burnered, trails of it slithered towards the silver haired leader making her step back.

“Go tell that traitor that if she wants me back she’d better beg on her knees herself.” Emily finished by holding the tip of her sword towards Lute’s neck. Lute called off the group and they retreated back to the skies once again. As they left Emily began to calm down, going back to her ‘original’ form and looking around at the damage.

“They caused all this trouble just to get me back?” “Yeah they did” Replied Vaggie as she carefully approached, Emily pushed back her hair as the adrenaline began to fade and her emotions mixed.

“I’m so sorry. You guys didn’t need to be dragged into this, you just got this place fixed up.” She apologized, while the others gathered themselves.

“It's alright, you didn’t know they’d do that. But wow I didn’t know you could do that, Em!” Charlie exclaimed proudly, Emily huffed as the fire dimmed and had extinguished itself.

“I didn’t either, something inside me snapped I guess.” Without missing a beat Lucifer came flying in.

“Shit shit! Shit sorry I’m late what the fuck happened, is everyone alright?” His questions flew just as fast as he did.

“We’re mostly alright, dad, a few scratches and cuts but I think we’ll be alright. The exorcists came to bring Emily back. Because she was out with Angel-Dust and Cherri, they thought we were hiding her. Though she managed to scare them all off when she got back.” An angry expression flashed on his face as he grabbed his phone.

“D-dad what are you doing?” Charlie inquired, Lucifer held up a finger gesturing for her to wait. Punching in numbers on the keypad there was a dialing noise and a “What do you want lucifer” Before the king went off.

“Listen here Sera there’s an agreement set in place last time I checked you 1 leave hell borns alone and 2 not vengeance calls. Now why in the fuck did I just come to the hotel a wreck because you put your exorcists up on a seek and destroy mission to get Emily! If you want her to come and get her yourself, you piss poor excuse for a sister!” And with that he hung up, the room was pin drop silent as Lucifer whipped his hand around to fix up the hotel with his magic.

“There, now I should be expecting some news either tomorrow or sometime this week.”

Well he wasn’t wrong as now Emily was getting ready for a meeting in hell only a few days since the storming. She couldn’t shake this feeling in her stomach, was Sera really coming down here to get her back? Why was she doing this? Did she even want to go back? Sure heaven was her original home, the place she had grown up in, and she didn’t know anything else but. What if she didn’t want to leave hell? Sure she’d definitely miss Sirpentious but its obvious he’d know what had happened by now.

“You ready, Em?” Asked Charlie, Emily nodded, grateful she didn’t have to attend this meeting alone even if Lucifer was in charge. Charlie and Vaggie had put in just as much work to help her adjust. She also took the polar bear plush with her, she hardly left without it since it had become a source of comfort for her. Of course it was named peppermint.

Arriving at the castle, Emily wasn’t sure Sera would even show up. Though when the portal from heaven opened in the meeting room she adjusted herself in her seat, hiding peppermint in her lap giving him a gentle squeeze.

“Apologies if I’m late, I had to organize a few things before leaving.” The woman stated softly while taking her seat, another angel beside her as an escort.

“No worries, Sera, glad you could make it.” Replied Lucifer, tipping his hat in acknowledgement.

“Let's get this meeting going shall we, so Sera you sent a group of exorcists down here to bring Emily back. May I ask why?”

“I realized I had made a major mistake and misstep in how I went about things. And I wanted to apologize.” Sera answered hesitantly, Lucifer raised a brow at this and continued his questioning.

“Oh and what would that be?” But Sera couldn’t answer instead she dodged.

“I shouldn’t have done it, and as her sister I’m sorry.” “That’s not what I asked, Sera.” Lucifer stated firmly, he knew she was dodging him and pressed for her true reasoning.

“I think it's only fair for you to fully admit to your wrong doings if you’re trying to ask for forgiveness. You wouldn’t come all this way just for a quick ‘i’m sorry’, and I’m sure you know what you’ve done.” The high Seraphim shifted in her seat clearing her throat, nodding.

“R-right of course, ahem. I shouldn’t have gone through your room and your journal nor should I have accused you of endangering heaven’s people, E-Emiliana. It was wrong, I’m deeply sorry.” Emily’s lips pressed into a thin line, Sera hardly used her full name, the only one who was ever allowed to use it was God. She never let anyone else call her that and Sera knew that. There was a hint of insincerity in her voice almost as if she had rehearsed this.

“What’s wrong Emily?” “Sera….why are you really apologizing?” Sera seemed taken aback by Emily’s sharp tone, her eyes narrowed as if she’d burn a hole into her soul. A nervous sounding chuckle came from Sera.

“Wh-what do you mean, I-” “Are you truly sorry for what you put me through or are you doing this to save face?” Emily interrupted coldly.

“No no, I really am sorry, Emily, please I-I know what I did was-was a little extreme-” “A little?!” Everyone in the room jolted at the young seraphim’s abrupt exclaims.

“You chained me in the meeting room while you refused to listen to me, denounced our relationship, and allowed for the others to assault me out of heaven. Do you have any idea what they did to me before they tossed me down like trash?”

“W-we didn’t want you trying to make your way back up, I didn’t think they’d go so far-”

“Of course you didn’t think Sera, you take all of the responsibility claiming I’m too naive to handle things when I don't even know how things work! I was beaten, stabbed, my clothes were ripped, my wings were mangled, I was touched. By the time it was a miracle a kind overlord found me when he did. I could have died Sera. You left me for dead!” Her hand balled into a fist onto the table as she stood up.

“If you expect me to accept a measly ‘i’m sorry’ from you, then you are painfully mistaken and more of an idiot than I thought you were.”

“Please Emily, didn’t mean for any of it to happen, I didn’t mean any of what I said.” Sera pleaded, reaching out a hand towards Emily. The fallen angel shook her head pulling her hand away and asked.

“I’ll ask again, Seraphiana, are you going to such lengths to give some smidgen of an apology?” As this question came out the violet colored fire began to appear as did the horns from the day prior. Sera leaned back in her seat and the escort angel got in front of her. Charlie contemplated calming Emily but Lucifer shook his head at her and motioned for her and Vaggie to step back in precaution.

“Well. I…” “Out with it.” Emily hissed, almost shaking in anger.

“Calm down my child” A booming voice called out, everyone froze and looked to find the source of the noise.

“Lucifer my son, place your phone on the table, please” Lucifer quickly pulled out his cellphone and placed it on the table confusedly.

“F-Father?” He inquired with a raised brow.

“Yes son, it is I your father. Sorry to intrude in so suddenly and through your phone of all things but, when I got word of this I had to tap in some how.”

“I-its quite alright father, wait…Are you back?”

“Yes I am, sorry for such a long absence, but now that I’m in a better place to hear everything. I will say, "I expect you all in my office at once!” Now everyone one scared.

#king's fanfic #king's hazbin fic #fallen emily au #hazbin hotel sera #protective lucifer #hazbin lucifer #hazbin charlie #angel dust #cherri bomb #hazbin hotel god

[the-moon-loves-the-sea]

It took me a while to notice that the Encanto gramma predicates them “deserving” the miracle (survivor’s guilt there) on them using their gifts for everyone who asks for help, all day, no rest, and tries to make sure no one in the town ever feels alone or unprotected, but not only is that making the kids feel exhausted and inauthentic and unseen; it’s also making her unable to deal with reality (the miracle faltering); and it’s also probably the reason Bruno felt like his gift was hurting everyone, bc it made the villagers really uncomfortable. At first the way “we don’t talk about Bruno” presents him made me think he was walking around telling people bad news unasked, but then he says everyone kept asking him, they just didn’t like the answers. So the town feeling unsafe around him made abeula feel like they were failing them.

And! The way Pepa tells her part of the song makes it sound like everything was sunshine at the wedding until he said what he said. But her husband corrects her “there wasn’t a cloud in the sky” to “no clouds ALLOWED in the sky.” And then at the end Bruno said “I could see that you were stressing,” which presumably means she did already have a little cloud when he showed up. But every time Pepa shows a cloud Abuela yells at her. She’s even dressed all in yellow with sun earrings, she’s trying to hard to stay sunny for Abuela. So she revised it in her memory to Bruno causing it. But then at the end when he tells her he wishes she would just feel all her feelings, her husband says “I’ve been saying that” and at the very end she’s dancing in the snow.

And at first I thought Mirabel had no gift but she and Bruno have almost the same gift! He had future sight and she has inner sight—she can see the cracks in the house before they appear, she can see Luisa’s trauma visually as she explains it. And at first she seems more determined than Bruno to follow through on her gift, but by the end she followed the same route as him—she ran off convinced she’d failed them. But bc Abuela had been through it already with Bruno she was able to make a different choice this time and follow Mirabel and let her teach her. I wonder if Abuela had inner sight too, since Mirabel seems poised to inherit the rest of her gift—house and candle guardian. She pretends she doesn’t believe the magic is faltering but then privately admits she knows, so is it bc she can see it too and was in denial? Or she just guessed bc of what happened to Mirabel?

The fact that Bruno saw the future still in doubt means the visions were multi layered anyway. And adjusting to free will as it happened. I love that Bruno’s prophecies are fluid like that. How the meaning shifts in response to what they choose. Dolores takes his prophecy and chooses to go get her man, Isabela takes it and gets new dreams of her own. So it doesn’t hurt them. I love how all of them develop so much more dimension to their gifts when they’re allowed to use it for themselves and not just for service! Selfishness!! It’s so necessary! I think it’s one of the best forms of healing trauma!! Bc our idea of selfishness gets so twisted. i’ve heard some people say they wished they hadn’t gotten their gifts back. They thought it would be more powerful if they didn’t, but I think the point is that the gifts are just who they are, it’s not really about them being magic. The house only amplifies the gift.

We never really get to see Mirabel’s moms inner life, which makes sense because that’s how we are with our parents at that age. But I do wonder if she had any adjusting she needed to do..

Also fascinating how Dolores is the one after Bruno who sees how things are most accurately, and she sees how nobody wants to hear what he sees, so she stays quiet about her perceptions about what she hears and just reports what she’s asked for neutrally, almost mechanically (unless it’s a major emergency, lol). Like Mirabel says Dolores will tell everyone, but she never argued with anyone about Bruno being bad even though she knew it was more complicated than that, she never tells anyone she still hears him sometimes, she reports “he wants five babies” with the barest quirk of her mouth, she never once mentions Isabela’s bf is her dream man even though Bruno told her that would happen years ago. Her verse about Bruno is by far the most perceptive but she almost whispers it. And only tells Mirabel things if she’s asked. It's so traumatic to be the one who sticks out, who can’t hide the gift so it antagonizes everyone. But it’s almost as traumatic to be the one who has to stifle their gift and not to use it nearly to its potential because so they’ve seen what will happen.

It’s SO layered and so dang accurate to how trauma plays out generationally and I’ve rewatched it three times and still keep noticing things and WOW. And Dos Origuitas makes me cry. Bc it’s layered too! It’s not just “you’ll transform through trauma,” it��s “the process of transformation may take you away from the people you went through the trauma with, and that’s ok, you have to let each other go and trust the cocoon and that you’ll find each other again after if you can” and that’s a lot!!!

#encanto #just found this in my drafts #apparently I was full of thoughts but forgot to publish #I stand by this #hell of a portrayal of trauma #and generational healing #Bruno madrigal made me feel everything

[youremyheaven]

I’m a Pushya sun and my ex was Uttara Phalguni sun and rising. When things were good they were GREAT, however when things were bad it was an absolute nightmare.

He was extremely judgemental towards my body count and sexual history. I told him if it’s a problem let’s just break up bc I literally cannot change it. He told me that I “wasn’t just some girl”, so he’ll have to overcome it. Proceeded to spend the majority of the relationship berating me for it, calling me a slut and a prostitute. He said the cruelest things a person has ever said to me. He said 99% of men would never love me and he was the 1% of idiots that did. When I finally cracked and went crazy and shouted at him, he held that over my head and i felt terrible for it. At that point we were smoking a lot of weed, and I could barely even process my emotions, it was terrible. I explained all the terrible symptoms I was experiencing and told him I would stop. All the symptoms I said, he told me is what he feels like all the time for years (because he had been smoking like this long before he met me). He told me he would stop as well. That was a lie.

He got super violent, would beat me up so badly during sex, would also pressure me into having sex with him - he would ask over and over and over again until I said yes. He also knew he was doing this cos one time he asked me if I felt pressured by him to have sex and I said yes and he got so angry AT ME for him pressuring me. There was an instance where he hit me across the head and it hurt so bad I had trouble hearing for days and I told him that he hit me too hard, my ears are ringing and he just giggled and said “I know”.

A month before our relationship ended I found out he had a tik tok account where he would post alpha male podcast clips (keep in mind we’re grown adults) - had no idea about this the entire relationship. Also, he pretty much lied to me about everything (granted he has a Rahu moon) even the most stupid things like liking anime for example. I just thought it was cringe and I didn’t watch it at all, and he lied and said he felt the same - come to find he had like anime pfp for a bunch of his online accounts. Lied to me about his family, where he came from, friends, romantic and sexual history, his interests, likes and dislikes, so many things. I had also found a message from a dating app on his phone.

The relationship ended after I found out he relapsed again and completely lied to me about it and was cancelling plans with me just to smoke and play video games with his friends. When I broke up with him, he begged me stay, said no one had ever loved and cared for him this much except for his mother, all of these things. Made me even more confused as to why he treated me like I was the devil then?? I was past the point of conversation so it was just a bad ending. He punched my mattress and told me I would regret leaving him. That was the last I ever saw him.

Goes without saying I learnt a bunch from that relationship! I’m pretty sure he hated my guts but I took care of him and met a lot of his basic needs (Maslow’s hierarchy) so he kept me around to fulfil them. I think he was also just possessive; he didn’t want me but more than that he didn’t want to see me with anyone else. Some of the worst days of my life were in this relationship but in a weird way I feel like this was Saturn teaching me a lesson - I was an idiot who literally forgot who I was for this relationship, made it my number one priority, and had zero self-esteem or self-advocacy. So many points where I should’ve walked away but I learnt the hard way. Never again!!

I am so glad you got out of that relationship!!! Please stay safe!!! Thank you so much for sharing your experience because in my own experiences my yoni consort has been toxic and abusive as well (it does not compare to yours at all tho). I wish you so much peace and healing. You're so strong 🫶

Side note: have you guys ever noticed how a Nodal person seems to be proud of/brag about their interests if at all they have any?? 8/10 they'll be lying about the depth of their involvement in it too lol?? Is it bc Nodal people find it hard to connect to things so when they do, they're just like 😤imma make this my whole personality 😤my ex spoke about how obsessed he was with Greek mythology and how much money he spent on Greek mythology books but he could never talk about it at length?? (he also had substance issues so i attributed it to that tbh)

[kitsuvil]

genshin impact period headcanons

kazuha, albedo, xiao, heizou, scaramouche

Kazuha

-when kazuha sees you in pain, hunched over from cramps, he knows exactly what to do. he didn’t grow up with someone who had their monthly cycle, but he purposefully went out of his way to learn what to do in moments like these when you guys started dating.

-he immediately takes you to bed, asking if there’s anything you need and forcing you to take care of yourself with the state you’re in, promising that he can take care of everything and you don’t have to worry

-if it’s food you need, he’ll try his best to get it for you (but he can’t cook too well even after fending for himself for years so… sometimes it’s a sad effort) 

-he’ll go to the store to get period products without asking as a surprise for you, but end up calling you asking how heavy your flow is and all those details so he gets the right type

-if he notices before you and you have a stain/leak he will immediately let you know especially if you’re outside and try to take the best flow of actions w no hesitation because he understands how it can be embarrassing

-basically one of ‘the girls’ when it comes to a menstrual cycle, he’d prob carry around products JUST in case of anyone having an emergency

Albedo

-albedo has never had an experience with periods, despite how much research he’s read about them from pure curiosity. he knows all there is to know, but he’s never been close enough to anyone to understand how it works from the viewpoint of someone with the uterus

-so when he notices changes in your behavior, he can tell straight off the bat that something is up, so he just casually asks you if you’ve started your period and … slightly tries to ask in the most indirect way for you to give him the details for research

- ‘why didn’t you let me know? you shouldn’t be running around if it’s painful, i can help you out, don’t worry at all,’

-he knows how to make certain medicine that improves the pain, which herbs help with hormone effects, headaches, cramps, and all sorts of other things that come w/ your menstrual cycle

-you’ll constantly be drinking tea made by him, he says that natural ways to heal your body during your menstrual cycle should be a lot healthier than any concoction he could come up with

-he also knows what products to get you, but he thinks free bleeding is something you should try whenever you have the opportunity

Xiao

-for how much xiao knows, it could never prepare him for the jumpscare he got when he woke up in your guys bed one day and found a red spot on the bed sheets

-he could tell you’d started your period, but he had no idea how to go about things

-so he decided he’d run you a bath and buy you breakfast from wangshu inn so that when you do wake up, you don’t have to be stressed

-he swallowed his pride and asked ganyu about period products, which she gladly helped him with, knowing it was for you

-the bedsheets were still stained but he promised himself he’d take care of that later, you came first on his list of priorities

-he wants to do the best he can, so although he doesn’t have that much knowledge on periods, he’d ask you for advice for the next time something like this happened

-and he would absolutely give the most bomb massages, he’s a massage type of dude, your cramps are wrecked, GONE, solely from his handiwork

Heizou

-heizou is the most experienced when it comes to periods for years, it just shows up around him and he takes it super naturally

-so when he sees your mood change and you go to the bathroom a lot more often, he surprises you with sweets, teasing you about your cravings

-but in all seriousness, he’s more sweet than the sweets themselves when you’re on your period

-mischievous little surprises the whole time, he’ll take you on dates and only if you’re up to them bcs he says it’s the perfect time to celebrate your body and how hard it works to keep you so beautiful and healthy

-he would also massage and cuddle SO MANY CUDDLES, he thinks its key to keep your body warm so he will stuff you into blankets and warm clothes whenever you rest

-he also jokes about doing the deed during your period because being horny is supposed to make your cramps feel better

-very insistent on you getting plenty of liquids as well to replace everything that’s actively leaving your body, every morning will be warm tea or something of the like, dinner is hot soup, etc.

Scaramouche

-he doesn’t know shit about shit when it comes to periods all he knows is that every month people with a uterus bleed, thats it, bare minimum

-so when you start your period you go out of your way to let him know and ask him to get things for you

-this is fluff scaramouche we’re talking about so he’ll do it no hesitation, but constantly check with you to see if he’s doing the right thing

-’these are for my lover, i promise, i’m not a creep, i’m just trying to get pads for my lov-’ 

‘we get it, just hand over the mora’ 

-after, he’ll definitely learn so much more and feel like a genius for finally understanding periods, he’ll try to secretly keep up with your cycle so he knows when the next time comes up and he can prove himself worthy of being your period caretaker man

-the amount of pride he has when he does things right on the second try, he’ll tell himself that you think he’s the coolest guy ever now

-and although he might be the trope of ‘confused, but has the spirit’ you will absolutely end up appreciating everything he’s doing for you, as he doesn’t show his affection in words, but in little acts like these

psa im actually on my period i rly needed these headcanons too . the genshin update is coming out soon so im not proofreading this rest in peace

#genshin #hoyoverse #genshinimpact #comfort #genshin comfort #genshin fluff #period #menstural cycle #genshin headcanons #kazuha #heizou #albedo #xiao #scaramouche

[totally-sapphic-posts]

I'm sorry maybe this isn't gonna be entertaining. Can I have an advice? I met this person online, we chat sometimes mostly in groups but this time I adventure to chat one on one a little more. Days goes by and we talk a little more, nothing serious, just two strangers sharing thoughts. one day she had a problem and said I was the only one talking with her and she needed to let that out,we talked, she calmed down, we were fine. Since then we started talking a little more and more, about our day, jobs, family, share videos, say gm and gn. She had all my attention and I think I had hers. Until one day I said gm and there were no answer until hours later, strange, I ask later if she was busy and her answer was no. Days go by and we talked less, hours went by without answer, no gm texts, nothing about her day, after a couple weeks I ask her if something happened, I feel her distance, she said no, it's that sometimes she needs attention and sometimes she fixated in other thing but that I don't have nothing to worry about. But nothing changed, more weeks and more distance, a little worse, I noticed she wasnt sharing anything with me anymore, not her day, thoughs, plans, videos, pictures, we talked everyday but much less and hours apart when it used to be minutes, it was like she forgets my message or she didn't wanna answer me, bc I knew she talk on the group and with others but not me. I approached again and ask if she wanted this, if she didn't want to talk to me I would understand but please tell me. She said yes and no, yes because she felt a connection with me and no bc she wasn't good mentally and didn't want to connect emotionally and she knew she wasn't a good friend rn. I said she hasn't to be perfect but I needed to know that she still care for us, she said yes. I wanted to talk about a way that she felt okay not talking with me if she doesn't want to but letting me know she was okay or at least think about me, she said later. We talked two more days with the same answer after hours, you could tell it was when she didn't have anything else to do or talk with. And then.. we didn't talk for three weeks. We were chatting and I did a comment about something, I answered and she never replied, she didn't even open the chat, until weeks later. This group where we met, I keep my distance from, I don't talk there anymore for various reasons, but she's still there and talk with everyone at any time, actually it appears she had a gf there now. I don't know if I love her like more than a friend, I care deeply for her. I don't know if I'm overreacting or shouldn't feel like trash. I've been months crying waiting for her, wondering what I did wrong. I don't know what to do anymore . I'm sorry this is too long, can someone advise or k*ll me. .?

I’m so sorry this happened to you. If she’s moved on, just know it isn’t your fault. And just because she wasn’t in a good mental space doesn’t mean you can’t be upset about how all of this has made you feel. You didn’t do anything wrong and it sounds like she just didn’t have the capacity at that moment to maintain anything. I can’t say much about her since I don’t know her, but I can say that you don’t need to blame yourself for how things went.

Allow yourself to be sad. Process everything that has happened and how you’re feeling about everything. It’s really important that you process your feelings and allow yourself to feel. Be kind to yourself as you heal, and when you’re ready, move on from her. Because, while she may be struggling mentally, you don’t need to allow her to make you feel bad.

Wishing you the best ❤️

#ask

[viilpstick]

Barbs sweetie-

I need Yuuna content >:(

Like is there stuff you changed from the OG game?? What does she become when she grows older?? Does she have parental figures from staff?? Hobbies?? ANYTHING?!

KEHSJAUXJWHXJWJNS OKAY KKAY LET ME ANSWER THOSE QUESTIONS TO U😭😭🙏

1- I don’t think she changes anything on the game (that likes tragically affects everything around her + story) mostly just her relationship with Vil. Of course I add into the story but nothing changes the end. at least for now, I still haven’t decided if I want her to vote for Neige or not, probably not and then I will explain why. But anyway-

2- Yuuna becomes an interviewer and journalist! :3 She always had GREAT intrapersonal skills and after finally healing her inner child that she doesn’t need to copy people, she can finally show more of them ^^ (Bonus: One day she was waiting for Vil to show up in basically the red carpet, and when he does he pulls her for a kiss, in open television and everyone saw- Save to say, they had a few edits going around for the next month)

3- Divus Crewel, the fact that Yuuna is magic-less gets Crewel RLLY interested, and the more he notices simple details, like: Yuuna likes to have a vest on because according to her is comforting and also makes her look more professional. Gets his attention, he then becomes more protective over her, he makes Crowley help her around genuinely more. And every time after an overblot he will RUN to where she is checking if everything is okay. With time (around chapter 3 to 4), Yuuna stops mirroring Crewel and starts acting like her own person around him :(( Which he notices and gets comfortable to help her out around (safe to say, Crewel may have brilliants and less troublemakers students, but Yuuna will always be his favorite, she is like a daughter to him)

4- Her hobbies? Writing and reading, she is a girl who loves daydreaming, fantasies and dreams coming true (ignore the fact she loves horror books as well) so she always has a good book with her around. Another bonus, when she is with Vil, awhile he is testing new products, she will be reading the book. Their quiet quality time <33

5- ANYTHING ELSE???? YOU WANT MORE/j A sad fact now, Yuuna’s younger brother died. And btw when he did, her parents during the whole week until the funeral treated her like absolute SHIT. She would have to do everything, they would tear her up apart, make her cry silent as she screams for help. And before you wonder, nope, this never happened before. She was mistreated and miserable bc of them, but NEVER at this point. Anyway, her brother died bc when she was in school, he was playing outside and his parents weren’t paying attention, he got hit by a car. When she comes home after school and hear the news, she is crying, they didn’t seemed to even care about it. She runs to her room, and cries awhile humming the lullaby she used to sing for him, and if you wonder, the lullaby is “You’ll be in my heart”, yep. The Tarzan song. <//3 Live with that now. (bonus, again: this is why she is so fucking attached to Ace and Deuce, they are just like her younger brothers. And when they find out that whole story, they start seeing her as an older sister as well)

(@midnightmah07 wanted u to see this as well)

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