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pinkiemme · 2 months
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Tattoo artist reader getting to do all of these on the boys
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missviviii · 3 months
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a/n: zayne my boo <3 im sobbing over the fact that the game killed off mc’s grandma and caleb 😭
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ミ★ Love & Deep Space ミ★
pairing: zayne x fem!reader
warning(s): mentions of death, mentions of the explosion that killed mc’s grandma + childhood best friend (caleb) in game, spoilers(?)
Summary: Ever since that day, you’ve fallen in a deep, dark pit. Why did you have to be the one that they decide to destroy? Why did Caleb and Grandma have to die? Is it your fault they did? Zayne, as your primary care physician and a family friend, is concerned for your well-being.
“Sometimes, a small gesture is all it takes.”
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The sound of the news on your TV, the thundering rain outside, the sound of the cars driving by your apartment—it all blurs out as you stared at the TV screen, eyes dead and unfocused on the news of the Wanderers attacking and the explosions. Some 22 casualties, two deaths. Grandma and Caleb. His necklace that you bought him as a goodbye gift when he left for the Aerospace Academy sits beside a picture of you, him, and Grandma on the coffee table, the cheerful smiles making you wished that you could revisit time.
Your apartment, once somewhat organized and clean, is now messy with things being knocked down and dirty dishes long discarded. You stare at the one last thing your Grandma left for you, some..tablet(?) with a final letter on it. You haven’t gotten the energy or the ability to open it. It pains you, seeing that you haven’t visited for so long yet when you do, this was the time her house had to explode right in front of you, flames engulfing the house and the only thing that remained was Caleb’s necklace.
“I miss you, Grandma..” You mumbled to nobody, rubbing the tears threatening to spill out your eyes as you glanced down at the item she left you with. Besides that, a small box of her old recipes of those notecards, and other small things that she had entrusted to you years before.
Around you was your laptop, papers and files on the latest Wanderer attacks around you. Yes, Captain Jenna dismissed you and said that you should take some days off to regain your energy, since you haven’t been getting the sleep or the energy you needed, but you just couldn’t.
Your door opened, yet you didn’t bother to look at who entered. “Still sitting in front of the TV?” A familiar voice spoke out, flipping the light switch on and shutting the door behind him. It was Zayne, a long time family friend and your primary care physician. “You haven’t eaten,” he bluntly says as he sets a bag of food on your table and walked into the kitchen. He bites back a sigh, knowing that you were going through a tough time, and people tended to discard everything and grieve and grieve their hearts out.
“Hello to you too, Zayne,” you replied as you shut off the news and got up off your sofa. You pile up all the papers and files you’ve scattered around and set them on the coffee table before you walk into the kitchen as Zayne is cleaning up your dirty dishes. He checks in on you whenever he’s free or when he’s off his shift. He looks back at you, only making a small hum of acknowledgment before cleaning up your dirty kitchen. You looked terrible—eyes red and puffy from crying, obvious eye bags, and the sparkles from your eyes were gone.
You yawn as you take out a bowl and some utensils for whatever food he brought in for you. You unpacked the bag as he cleaned up the dishes you couldn’t bother doing last week. Potatoes, avocado on the side, tuna salad, salmon and rice you said to yourself as you took out the food that he had carefully backed in those plastic containers for you. Then you took out the last thing. Cookie..dough? He remembered your favorite childhood snack. The kind of cookie dough you liked.
“Your grandma gave me a recipe for the cookie dough. She said that if she couldn’t make it, I should since it lightens your mood,” Zayne says as he puts your clean dishes back into the cabinet. He dries his hand off before walking over to you, watching how you stare at it like a piece of gold. Disbelief and shock were etched on your face.
Zayne puts his hand on your back, soothingly rubbing circles as you opened the container and took a bite. Your eyes almost brimmed with tears again. You could remember how your grandma used to bake in the kitchen and you’d always sneak a bite or two of the cookie dough, no care in the world if you could get salmonella.
“Thank..you, Zayne,” you finally said, turning around tightly hugging him. He was a bit hesitant at first, but he put his hand on your head, massaging your scalp as he looked down at you with a gentle look on his face.
“..You’re welcome. I miss her too.”
Zayne’s eyes looked away at the picture on the counter of your grandma. She didn’t have to go out this way.
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panevanbuckley · 1 year
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last time eddie nearly died he announced that buck is christopher's legal guardian so this time he almost dies he finally confesses his love to buck in this essasy i will-
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annoying--moth · 6 months
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You've heard of having inspiration to write but no motivation, but do you ever have motivation but no inspiration?
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valeo-sinedubio · 5 months
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Ok idk why I avoid so much to start talking more about Romanian culture because I also want to show the small drawings that I do but I always go like "Nah my drawings suck" but like- I'm always going to think my drawings suck???? And also- an artist never stops learning and improving?????
So here
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This is like random things I did (mainly sketches as you can tell) but I actually like them so much and I have so many ideas for stories and stuff and I want to share them aaaaaa
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Anyway here is the middle picture which is like a painting I did a few weeks ago based on an old picture from pinterest of a Romanian lady. This was supposed to be like an experiment but it came out way better than expected idk idk
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This lil sketch was inspired by the hairstyle of Romanian women from last century I thought it was pretty cute but perhaps back then they didn't have time nor the products to better take care of hair :/
(also idk if you noticed but her ie is the same as the top-left drawing from the collage)
(if you don't know what an "ie" is, it's a Romanian traditional blouse. The plural is ii btw :))
Also I feel like I got a lot inspired by Rada Niță but I have no complains 'cause she is amazing if I were to meet her I think I'd die
If you want to check out what she does, her ig is @rada.nita
Also I would write whole paragraphs about my Romanian OCs because we deserve some attention but like when am I supposed to so that :///// school is killing me
But just to throw it out there the girl from the sketch above with the braids and ceapsă is called Doina (I love this name idk)
And since it's the 1st of December HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROMANIA
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pretendfan · 23 days
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It takes just ONE picture to make me feral for Adrian Chase again💀
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who else still has screenshots of this murder muffin on the phone?😍
Great, now the urge to write Adrian is once again strong🤣
DaMN MY HORNY MIND😭
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ultimatecufangirl · 12 days
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What fairy tale fits these goobers the best
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satoruoo · 3 months
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GUESS WHO'S BACK 🗣️🔥🔥🔥 EXAMS R KICKING MY ASS RN Y'ALL BUT I AM MISSING MY SILLY LIL BLOG 😭
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thatnonbinarycupoftea · 10 months
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Hi Everyone!
I’ve had this idea bouncing around my head for awhile now, and think I might finally do it. So, I want to write a kind of diary style book about humans are weird (from the perspective of an alien). I don’t know if I would publish it, and probably not anytime soon if I do, but maybe just post online. But anyways, does anyone have any suggestions/idea of specific things/topic I could put in it? Also any tips from writes welcome
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hungharrington · 6 months
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i’ve got a wip post floating around somewhere but i can’t find it!! but i’m still quietly writing my loves!! as a treat, have a snippet :D
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actuallyacerrr · 25 days
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Love when brain gets a fart of creativity but instead of one big idea it’s multiple and I can’t focus on one
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missviviii · 5 months
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screaming over the idea of mizu with a reader who's super into mizu and often gets flustered around her, becoming stuttery and flushed, and just kinda sucks at hiding it... I feel like she might allow herself to be a bit of a tease then
a/n: y e s. 🫶
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“Your face is adorable.”
warning(s): swearing and a little suggestive
summary: you suck ass at hiding the fact you get flustered easily and the fact that you are into a certain blue eyed samurai. mizu finds it adorable, amusing even. so much that she’ll even be a bit of a tease just for you.
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A terrific healer, you ended up joining Mizu on her journey after you found her in the woods on one snowy day, badly injured yet somehow still walking fine and even holding her blade. You were a litttle reluctant on joining because A, She was awfully hot and you could barely hold a conversation, and B, you could not focus for the love of god.
Only reason Mizu finally gave in after Ringo tried to convinced her to was because “you actually had some usefulness to you and could defend yourself.” Ringo was ecstatic, finally having someone kind and patient on board with them.
Mizu could easily tell you were into her, hell everyone could. Besides Ringo, of course, he’s a little clueless. The samurai found it amusing, often purposefully trying to fluster you as a little joke. You knew you sucked at hiding it, and Mizu certainly loved it.
After Mizu had busted open her stitches again by another petty spar between her and Taigen, you were left with the task of mending her ripped up cloak. Of course you didn’t mind, it’s the least you could do while Ringo patched Mizu back up again. And you would get some peace while doing so alone.
Or..perhaps that wasn’t the case.
You were stitching up her clothes again peacefully, humming by the fire while you worked. You didn’t notice that door sliding open and someone entering. Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t catch Mizu creeping up upon you and leaning close to your ear. “Hm, what are you doing?” She murmured, causing you to immediately stop and swing your head around.
“Gah! Mizu!- shit, you sca-scared me,” you said as you took a sharp breath and put down the needle on the table. Mizu smirked, tilting her head to the side, amused, before sitting beside you.
“I scared you? Is that why your face is red?” You immediately closed your mouth, hands covering up your face and looking away while puffing out your lips. Yes she did scare you, a bit, but it was the fact her warm breath was on your ears, which were particularly sensitive—
“Or is it because I was close to you?” Mizu’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts, now she was leaning in very close and her rough hands were on your thigh. You felt your face burn even hotter. Why was she so close? And touchy?!
“You..you—wha-what do you need?” You managed to utter out. Mizu smirked before she yanked you over onto her lap so quickly you had no time to react or resist. You let out a squeak, embarrassed at the position you were in. Yes you were severely down bad for her but what is this?!?
Mizu’s lips ghosted down your neck, her warm breath trickling against your flushed skin and sending shivers down your spine. “I thought you liked me, no?” Well that managed to shut you up, and Mizu knew that as well. She began to leave kisses along your neck, and had decided to leave a few marks along the way.
You squirmed in her lap, softly moaning and also embarrassed at how easily you react. Your entire body was hot and your face was on fire. Mizu held you in place, one arm tightly around your waist to keep you still. She hummed, her blue eyes looking at the purple marks and the soft bite marks all over your neck. Pretty, right? Why not mark the entire body now?
“I think I might want something more..active. Up for it, Princess?”
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cringe-y-gumi · 8 months
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Okay, can't sleep now because I had a random idea of Techno being immortal but in a sense of repeating a life— that may or may not be something he wants to forget, which only varies in some mundane or trivial way.
He can die but he would find himself existing again with all the pain and his baggage growing each time he does. But then, as he roam around aimlessly here comes one "little" change in this lifetime he was forced to live again— Dream happened.
They're first encounter wasn't special, heck Techno might even forget about him but Dream somehow became part of this lifetime. Of course Techno wasn't really fond of that: "Oh great, an addition to my cannon events". But of course! Since this is a ship, that'll change and they'll be close to the point of Techno opened up to Dream about his curse and that he'll do anything to escape this personal hell. Dream would offer his help. Both of them would find out that someone is destined to kill Techno to be released— we all know who that is... But they don't yet so in their quest of finding who was it, Dream fell first. Along the way he would drop hints and soon try to convince Techno to perhaps jus stay.
But that'll blow up to an argument that both of them thought it was the end of whatever they have. They were still in the process of resolving their conflict when they also found out that Dream is the one destined to free Techno.
Dream can't do that... He can't... Techno is important to him— his every thing! Why does he have to be the one? No, he won't do it...
But what about Techno?
Techno wasn't too worried before; He didn't think about him and Dream because he was certain to meet him again in the next life. That's why he didn't care that much. That's why he didn't pay attention to the warmth that constantly grow in his chest. That's why he ignored all the signs... But now...
The thing that he's been looking for his whole life... The only key for his freedom... Will be the same thing to take the warmth he had grown accustomed to.
Neither knows what to do and in the heat of intense conflicting emotions they fought again...
But in the end— with tears in both of their eyes, they hold each other
"You're the warmth I'll always seek..." Techno placed a gentle hand on Dream's face wiping his tears (the same way every time Dream was hurt, even though it's not Dream who's bleeding this time)
"...so wait for me." Techno whispered.
Dream will shake his head and with more tears flowing down his eyes, he took Techno's hand and placed a gentle kiss.
"We'll find each other..."
Dream said before holding Techno closer until both of them feel the air against their body. Techno held him back with a smile, waiting for the abrupt stop that will turn everything to nothing.
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not me staring at the prompts in my askbox vibrating rapidly but also brain reduced to juice
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tizniz · 11 days
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Just a girl and her emotional support balloon…
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just-a-lil-otter · 4 months
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Me rn fr
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