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luv-gukkie · 10 months

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cherry | 𖦊 : seven

pairing: yandere! park jimin x f. reader, yandere! jung hoseok x f. reader

genre: fluff || smut || non-idol au || yandere

summary: you’re the cherry on top of everything. the little girl in front of your parents; the gooody two-shoes of your family, friends, and everyone who knows you. so when you’re staring at the two bright, red lines on the pregnancy test. you know you’re fucked, you really do. especially when there’s not only one man, but seven.

word count: +1.3k

tags/warnings: unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap it up guys), a small peek at hoseok liking praises, creampie, squirting, basically stalking/ spying, soft sex?, size difference, jimin cares for reader (too much…), living room sex, hoseok umm…knows stuff~

notes: sorry it took a bit too long :’(

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"seo-jun, nice to see you again." jimin smiles at him, leaning forward in the chair. all seo-jun does is nod at his words before looking around the cafe, a questioning look on his face. "it's to blend in; it's loud enough to cover our conversation and too many people for somebody to notice us." seo-jun gives jimin a thumbs up before opening the menu, eyes widening at the prices for food and drinks. "eat whatever you want, i'll pay." he grins at the quiet man. after jimin orders what they both want to the waiter, he finally starts to talk about you. "so, tell me how is (y/n)? is she all right? has she been," he pauses at the thought of realizing he'll find out the truth, "um, seeing anyone?" seo-jun quickly takes out an ipad from his bag, opening up that file before handing the ipad to an impatient jimin. who looks anxious and sick at the thought of seeing pictures of you with someone else. it makes him wanna throw up but at the same time, he understands that if he wants to keep you to himself, he'll have to do whatever it takes. everything is normal; no sign of you with someone else or anything. you're just living your daily routine. jimin smiles at the pictures where he can see your face clearly, especially the one where you're smiling. seo-jun eyes him in curiosity, questions bundling in his head but he won't ask. jimin was never the type to do this. and he's known jimin for quite some time. so who are you, (y/n)? he wonders. noting the fact that jimin said they were fiancés, yet their situation seemed a bit too different for it to be like that. seo-jun watches the smile falter at one picture, "his name is nolan; he's in one of the same classes as her, he's 19, lives with a roommate in an apartment on-" jimin cuts him off, "yeah, i know him. i don't think i have to wo-", then a sudden memory comes flashing to him. how nolan stared at you all throughout the amusement park. "follow him." he says with a sweet smile that doesn't match with his eyes as the waiter places down their food.

"oh hobi, it my best friend's toothbrush. she stays over sometimes. we have the best sleepovers!" you cheer. hoseok face changes in a quick second,"aww, really? that's nice. so i'm taking she likes the color blue." you nod at his words, eyes switching back to the board game and pretending to think on how to gain another victory. "her name's olivia, right?" you feel your heart stop at the mention of her name coming out of hoseok's mouth. how does he know her? you've never mentioned her at all to hoseok. your body doesn't turn to face him, small sound of agreement to his question. "yeah, did i ever tell you about her?" you ask with a sweet tone that doesn't make hoseok suspect a single thing. "yeah, a while back though." he responds, lying to you. where does he know her from? you don't notice how hoseok walks right behind you, too deep in thought that it scares you when he kisses your ear. "how about we both take the victory for tonight?"

his question goes unanswered when he kisses you and lifts you up. your legs wrap around his waist as he takes you to the couch in your living room. your mind is still on the realization that you've never told hoseok about any of your personal things, not your friends or family. so how does he know olivia? your mind finally snaps when your underwear is being tugged off you, his hands caressing your legs as they slide off. "gosh, you're so pretty." his brown eyes stare down at you with that beautiful smile that, somehow, always makes your heart flutter. he kisses you on your forehead and then lips gently, before spreading your legs apart. hoseok grunts as he views your cunt, all wet for him. hoseok kisses your clit softly, before, without warning, furiously sucking on it. you moan at the feeling. your eyes roll to the back of your head after his tongue dips into your pussy. your hand finds its way to his hair, gripping his hair into a tight fist. hoseok continues to fuck your hole with his tongue, impatient to have your sweet essence down his throat. it has your back arching when he suddenly goes at a quicker pace.

"hobi!" you moan out as you cum on his tongue. he slurps every drop, ignoring your tugs of his hair when you try to push him because of how sensitive you are. his chin is dripping wet, but all he does is kiss you while his hands push his boxers and pants down. his tongue fighting dominance with your own, until he finally wins. hoseok makes sure you feel his cock at your entrance. he rubs it along with your slit and teases your hole with his tip. he snickers when you whine at him, "please hobi!" but he doesn't listen. you've finally had enough for of his little teases. you push your hips downwards and your hand grabs his cock before lining it up with your entrance and forcing it in. the both of you moan in pleasure, "such a feisty girl." he chuckles at your movements. his hips start moving and hitting your own with a hard pace, you're for sure that you'll bruise. it's something that can't happen, not when you might see seokjin or taehyung or any of the men. "ow, hobi!" you cry out a painful moan that convinces him enough to slow down. "shit, i'm sorry." hoseok pecks your forehead, then lips before going to suck your collarbone. you immediately pull him up to kiss his lips. taking one of his hands to touch your clit while his cock pushes past your folds over and over. "fuck, you're so tight." he groans once your lips finally let him go. your saliva covers his lips, and vice versa. you're so close to releasing, hand squeezing hoseok's shoulder while the other scratches his back, leaving a trail of pink.

you're cumming when hoseok hits your g-spot repeatedly. you have such a tight grip on him, he can't stop the moans that leave his lips in a hurry. the cum on his dick only makes it easier for him to move in and out of your cunt. you whisper words of encouragement to him, sweet words of nothing, moaning right next to his ear. you suck on his neck and collarbone, leaving small spots of red surrounded by your lipstick. "gosh hobi," you pant and sob at overstimulation before continuing, "you look so handsome like this, covered with my lipstick; my marks." his eyes roll back at your dirty comment that makes his face heat. hoseok's cum floods your walls, twitching inside of you as he thrusts through his high. he connects both of your hands, not slipping out of you, before bringing you into a hug. "see, it's a win-win." he laughs when you smack his shoulder. "what are you doing over the weekend?" hoseok asks. "i'm going to visit my family. i miss them, more than usual." he coos at your statement, "aww, that's adorable. but i was, uh, kinda hoping i could take you out?" he suggests, but then shakes his head, "maybe sunday?" your mind goes back to namjoon; you were meeting him on saturday and going to visit them on sunday. "i'm gonna be with them the whole weekend, hobi! sorry." he nods at you, "it's all right."

you fall asleep no later in his arms. when it's all quiet and he's sure you're asleep, "i know you're lying to me; olivia's been staying with her family since monday, a place five hours from here. so who's been here, huh, my (y/n)?"

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binary-not-found · 1 year

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Okay, I love Chase, I love that she doesn't let herself be intimidated and is herself at all times no matter what, she is firm to who she is and what she believes in, so I know in my heart that she knew it was Kate who was with Lucy, not only because Kate is probably not there very often and it's a new vibe in her space, but because of the pure and warm energy that Kate has

Because Lucy asks if she felt her strength or stern authority, and Chase's answer is that she actually felt sincerity, and if Chase is as good as I know she is, it speaks to how Kate always acts following her heart, doing what she knows is the right thing 🥺

Lucy is one of the most genuine characters I know, she is distracted, when she concentrates she can't talk/listen to another subject, she has phobias, she is stubborn and afraid to show her feelings but at the same time she has the heart of a child and is very sentimental, so seeing this kind of scenes where she is real, not wanting to see her friend get a wound stitched up, showing displeasure in her own way, makes me very happy, especially the way Kate reacts to this, she is just so happy to see how silly her girlfriend is

And the best scene in the whole series finally came, I find it very funny how Kate was so sure she had let that go and as soon as Lucy mentions it she immediately panics.

Kate's face of disappointment and surprise when Kai said "CPA" with full confidence in his response 😅

This one just because I love watching them mess around with each other, and Kate and Lucy standing next to each other is always cute ❤

How cute she looks so nervous to say it in front of everyone and goes over to tell Lucy first, as if to make sure it wasn't anything ridiculous and that she was going to be able to say it in front of the others, plus Lucy's totally excited response wanting her to already tell them 🥺🥰

"Miss America!"

Everyone's reaction and Jane saying Kate would have made a great Miss America just so Kate could feel more comfortable after noticing her nervous, and the way she can joke once Jane makes the comment, they are a family and every time they are welcoming her in a better way and making her feel part of them, I love them 💗

And of course you didn't think I was going to leave out the best thing about the episode, knowing that they are there for each other, knowing that they can joke and play with each other, it's really what's worth it, it's not just a job, it's family ✨

I'm so happy we finally had new episodes and got to see all our Ohana together, I missed Lucy so much and seeing her with the boys and Kate, I don't know what I'll do when the season ends :(

That's all for today, remember that my question box is always open and my private chat always available, thanks for reading me and don't forget to leave a comment in the tags, I love you 💖

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mrpenguinpants · 2 years

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Hi! I know requests are closed but I have an idea for the Razor Headcanons/series. Maybe Razor is excited about his new 'mate' and finally tells Bennett about it and is like, "what do I do!? What do human mates do??" so next time he sees the reader he kisses her and the reader's brain goes into hyperdrive and is super confused because do wolves do that with their family?? I'm sorry, I just absolutely LOVE the way you write Razor, he is adorable and your writing makes me so happy 😭❤

What's this? I'm actually posting a fic in probably two years?? Excuse me if this is wonky, it's been a while. But thank you anon! That's really kind of you to say (❤´艸｀❤). Side note, I honestly forgot I had a razor semi-series lol.

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Razor: Early Relationship HCs

When Razor and you finally confessed your feelings to each other and got together, it came along with new emotions and feelings. One's that Razor had never felt before and couldn't tell if they were good or bad. He adores you so much that he doesn't think he'll ever look for someone else. He doesn't want to mess anything up with his limited knowledge of human customs. When he was younger, his lupical explained what mates were and that while some wolves don't mate for life, he should find a strong partner to live the rest of his life with. Razor didn't really understand what they meant since a mate sounded similar to how he felt about his family, that he would want to protect and support them but ever since he meant you, it's been increased tenfold. He wants to see your smile, he wants to hold your hand, and he wants to make you happy. He's so excited to finally meet his mate but now he's faced with the truth that...he doesn't really know what to do.

He nervously went to his teacher, Lisa, to get a better understanding but that was an awkward conversation. She only giggled at him, ruffled his head, and told him to follow his heart. Razor didn't really understand what that meant but his teacher was smart so she probably knew what she was talking about. Follow his heart? He wasn't even sure what this mess of emotions was let alone be able to tell what he wanted to do.

Bennett and Fischl start to pick up on Razor's souring mood. Usually, the wolf boy is short with his words and quiet in his affection, but it seems as if there's this constant cloudy grey storm above his head. Naturally, as the leader of Benny's Adventure Team, Bennett takes it upon himself to question Razor. It only takes a few questions before Razor gives and tells his friends that he doesn't know how to show you that he loves you. He's only just recently become more social with people.

Fischl begins to get excited about the topic, almost dropping her unique way of speech just to squeal and congratulate Razor on his new relationship. Bennet on the other hand thinks long and hard about how to solve Razor's extremely important issue before inevitably burning his brain out and saying that he'll go ask his Dad's for any ideas.

"I asked my dads and they said you can give a gift to show your appreciation if words aren't your thing. Next time you see her, maybe you could make her something?"

The words from Bennett repeat in Razor's head like a mantra as he searches for you. A small trinket in his pocket wrapped in paper is secure in his pocket. There's apparently a festival going on outside of the city that you mentioned that you wanted to go to. Normally he would be a bit apprehensive being surrounded by so many people but with you and his friends there, he thinks he'll be able to manage. Plus, he really wants to be able to hold your hand in public. Let everyone know that he's yours and you're his. Maybe there's a bit of wolf in him talking or that's how he justifies it.

"Razor!"

He perks up at the sound of his name and turns to see you standing under the shade of a tree waving excitedly to get his attention. Razor can already feel his palms getting clammy before balling them into fists and steel's his resolve. He double-checks that his gift is still in his pocket as he quickly walks over to you and joins you under the leaves and you open your arms to hug him.

"Did you have any trouble coming here? I know it's not as far as the city but I got a bit worried when I couldn't find you," you say as you look up at him nestled into his chest. Unbeknownst to you, all Razor can think of is sweeping you off your feet and taking you somewhere private where it can just be the two of you. You look so comfortable and absolutely adorable in his arms and you start to ramble about different things that are dotted around the festival. To be frank, all Razor wants to do right this moment is kiss you. Is this what his teacher meant by following his heart?

"Is something wrong?" you asked concerned about the lack of response. Razor slowly but gently guides your body to face his, as if you were a scared animal, before bringing his hands to cup your cheeks. He touches your nose together as he tilts your head slightly before pressing his lips to yours. Your body immediately goes ridge, face exploding in heat, and hands grasping at nothing as you fumble at the unexpected kiss. What? What?? Is this something wolves do? Is this their way of greeting someone? What are you supposed to do? Well obviously return it but your brain is currently working in overdrive as you try to process what's happening. Are you dying right now? Actually, you are because it's starting to register in your brain that Razor has a better lung capacity than you do. You quickly pat him on his arm to let you breathe and he pulls away.

"U-Um..wow, hi to you," you giggle a bit as you finally rest your hands back against his back. You can feel Razor's face is warm and you're sure that your face isn't doing any better than how hot your body feels.

"I wanted to. Suddenly. Sorry," Razor apologies but he doesn't look the least bit sorry, "Ah. Wait."

You tilt your head to see what he's shuffling around in his pockets before he pulls out a small pouch. You can hear the small chimes of bells coming from inside as it's placed into your hands.

"For you. Gift." Razor mumbles shyly, pulling your body closer as you say your thanks into his chest. You can hear his heartbeat pitter patter and you wonder if he can feel your heart beat just as fast.

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doodle-pops · 1 year

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Fingon SFW Relationship Alphabet

Request: Hi Mina! Glad to see requests are back open and you're writing once again :) is it alright if I request a Fingon SFW Relationship Alphabet? Thank you in advance ❤❤ - @rain-on-my-umbrella

A/N: Thank you for the request! :)

A is for Affection – how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?

Fingon’s forms of affection come as physical touch, words of affirmation and acts of service. Of the three, he adores showering you with physical touches. From kisses to hugs to handholding and cuddling, Fingon adores being glued to your skin and sharing in love with you in that form. You might consider his behaviour similar to a dog when his excitement shows and his desire to lay all his love upon you. His aura naturally brightens before and after he delivers all his affections. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, if you woke up, departing, reuniting, dancing, or sitting under the stars, Fingon has a compliment and some kisses in store.

B is for Best friend – what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?

His friendship makes you feel as though you’ve been included in his family and you’re his sibling. The both of you are adjoint at the hips as though you’re twins for wherever he goes, you are trailing along and vice versa. He’s the goofy and optimistic type of friend who will push all the dark clouds in your skies away and uplift you with inspirational quotes or drag you out of the house on some adventure to turn your frown upside down. If you need a cheerleader or a wingman, Fingon is your guy. The two of you would have met as children, through your parents being partners in court. Found you sitting outside alone and decided to keep you company and you two hit it off.

C is for Cuddles – do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?

He has the cuddle tendencies of a playful and enthusiastic puppy. When he wants to cuddle, he’ll come looking for you and pry you away from whatever you’re doing or pout until you’re finished cuddling. You will have all his long, bulky limbs sprawled all over your smaller figure. It’s the one-time Fingon doesn’t care who’s the big or small spoon, at the end of the day, once the two of you are cuddling, it’s all that matters. The bad part about it is that he’s a warm body, so you’re trapped under heat.

D is for Domestic – do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?

Considering his pride when it comes to his hair and attire, will also transfer to maintaining a clean surrounding. He doesn’t like the mess and would do his best to tidy the place up; things that are out of his area of expertise would be left for the workers. The idea of a domestic life doesn’t trouble Fingon at all, in fact, it brings excitement to his adventurous life. He may not be the best at being a malewife, but you don’t have to worry about him not wanting to assist you with cooking and cleaning. Just leave the cooking to him. As for cleaning, he’ll lend a helping hand when needed but would sit back and allow you to do your thing.

E is for Ending – if they had to break up with their s/o, how would they do it? why would they do it?

Your break up with Fingon would be through the one and only first kinslaying. Either you witnessed it or heard about it and decided it was best to end things with him, not wanting to engage with someone who took lives. You distance yourself from him and revealing your fear towards him would break his heart but urge him to end things. He’d hate to let you go especially after how far you both came and the love and promises you both made. To let all those go, would make him crumble. A part of him would be forced to fight, but it would only make things worse, so he’ll let go willingly.

F is for Fiancé(e) – how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?

He’s watched his younger brother get married before him, his cousins find their spouses and others attract so many suitors due to their attractiveness. Surely he would feel lonely and left out, wanting to experience the same love that they all were. Marriage and commitment for Fingon go hand-in-hand and once he believes that you were the one for him, he already made up his mind to settle down with you one day and spend forever at your side. He’s eager to tie the knot being one of the single-family members for some time, so anywhere between a year or two, maybe less, you two would be wedded.

G is for Gentle – how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?

You can count on him to always be gentle with you both physically and emotionally, even when he’s going through a world of worries and war is raging in the background. He’s your personal teddy bear for all hugs and cuddles, and your emotional support for your breakdowns. Fingon always puts your well-being first and would sit for hours listening to you even when he’s stressed out. It’s a nasty habit of his to hide all his emotions as if he isn’t hurting. There are days, if you’re lucky when his depression gets to him, and he goes into hiding mode. You don’t see him for a few days because he’s emotionally compromised and would hate to snap at you.

H is for Hugs – do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?

He must hug you when you two greet and depart. It’s a routine and when it isn’t performed, you will see his visibly sag. To him, a hug lets him know if you’re alright; he can sense all your tension through a hug, knowing if you’re happy or disgruntled. When he embraces you, he smells like vanilla and bergamot with small hints of shea butter. You can melt into his embrace the moment his arms encircle you and tug you into his chest. One hand would rest on your back while the other stroke your hair as you sway from side to side and him humming a song.

I is for I love you – how do they say the l-word? when do they say the l-word?

It’s one of his favourite phrases to say and any time he gets the chance to, Fingon will let it flow past his lips. To him, the best time to say ‘I love you’ is when you’ve just woken up and gone to sleep. Start and end the day with a quote of love. It may seem overbearing constantly hear him repeat the same phrase on a daily basis, but know that every time it is said, the meaning behind those three words is sincere. He wants you to know that he loves you ardently.

J is for Jealousy – how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?

His jealousy all depends on who the flirter is. If it’s a Lord or citizen of his Kingdom or nearby, he’s a bit more relaxed and tends to roll his eyes at their attempts at swooning you. However, when it’s his cousins, that’s when the Finwean jealous peaks through the crack and becomes obvious. Fingon knows that compared to his charming cousins, he’s less desirable than them, so he always had to compete. Seeing them attempting to make advance irks him to no end and it’s there you’ll notice his jokes become more serious and his grip on you tightens. His urge to become more affectionate with you publicly spikes and you can bet that he’s doing something before the night is over to warn the to back off.

K is for Kisses – what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?

His kisses are fun and light-hearted with a sprinkle of passion. Because he’s a fun and light-hearted person, it shows in his actions towards you as well as your kisses. There are times when the moment calls, and he’ll kiss you with more passion. He’ll spin you around and dip you like those fairy tales and give you a kiss before bringing you back up, or he’ll lift you while spinning you around to kiss. He’s charming and charismatic, so he knows how to make you swoon. Your own Prince Charming.

L is for Little ones – how are they around children?

I don’t know if you can tell who’s the child and who’s the adult when he’s interacting with them. Any ounce of maturity he displayed around you tends to fly out the window when children are involved. Fingon truly adores children and prefers to spend his time around them trekking through the forest and helping them to discover the world. Of course, not all his maturity gets lost in the moment and he may need to do a little scolding here and there or behave fatherly. But he adores children and would love to have little ones of his own one day.

M is for Morning – how are mornings spent with them?

It’s a time of the day when he’s quiet and basking in the serenity the early mornings with you brings before all his hectic duties. The both of you are entangled in the sheets, light breathing and fingers tailing each other’s skin. Lazy kisses here and there across your shoulders, forehead and back of your hand. His sapphire eyes are hazy as he forces them to focus on your half-woken figure before a grin would spread across his face. He’d drag his body closer to yours and whisper an ‘I love you’ and ‘good morning’ before his lips met yours.

N is for Night – how are nights spent with them?

Fingon is all for taking you stargazing or dancing under the stars or just old talking by the fireplace drinking wine. He’s a hopeless romantic at heart. It’s the little moments spent with you that make his life worth living and enjoying. During these moments, he’s a lot quieter and in a sentimental mood, all blushy and poetic. Symphonies are rolling off his tongue, and they are cheesy as hell, but they come from his heart so it’s sweet.

O is for Open – when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?

If this was a relationship before the Darkening and kinslaying, then Fingon doesn’t have a problem revealing bits of information about himself and his family to you as your courtship progresses. He’s lighter and chirpier when sharing knowledge about himself even if it may be embarrassing. He doesn’t have any issues revealing the truth about himself knowing that there isn’t anything to hide. If your relationship occurs after the first kinslaying, then he would be slow to share his history with you. He’s aware of the stigma he and his family has earned after the crimes they’ve committed, so he treads cautiously.

P is for Patience – how easily angered are they?

It takes a lot to make this elf angry. He’s mostly angered by his cousins flirting with you and Morgoth existence. And even when his cousins are flirting with you, he knows at times they are pulling his legs to get a reaction from him, so he ignores them. When he does become angered, he isolates himself and becomes snarky and sarcastic. Quite the odd behaviour from him, but it’s a shocker for those on the receiving end.

Q is for Quizzes – how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing? or do they kind of forget everything?

Fingon forgets nothing about you, and he holds most of your embarrassing moments in a special compartment in his memory for teasing and pranks. His excellent memory is what he hates the most (like most elves) when you left his life. Everything he does feels bleak and incomplete, and his mind always links everything to you. He’s watching the rain, he remembers you. He’s going horseback riding, he’s remembering you. You plague his memory for the rest of his life until he died. One of the reasons why he felt like dying was a reward since it was the only way to see you again.

R is for Remember – what is their favourite moment in your relationship?

One of Fingon’s favourite moments would be the first time you used your terms of endearment on him after explaining what they meant. He melted the first time you called him ‘my baby’ or ‘baby boy’. He hid his face in his hands and lowered his head so you couldn’t see the wide grin spreading across his face. The warmth that spread through his chest at the use of his personal nickname made him feel as though he could touch the moon. It’s something he never forgets whenever you’re using them.

S is for Security – how (over)protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?

Incredibly protective of you given your location is in the open lands of Beleriand. As much as there were years of peace in the 400 years going by, there were still small orc sightings from time to time and he wasn’t taking that lightly. Even if you can defend yourself and wield a sword or bow and arrow, you were to either travel with him or a small troupe of guards. Within the Kingdom, he is far more relaxed and has no problem with you roaming about freely.

T is for Try – how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?

Like I mentioned earlier, he’s a hopeless romantic at heart and will go to great distances to surprise you on dates, anniversaries, gifts, you name it. When he’s doing something for you, he wants when you to perceive his actions to appear meaningful and committed. Thus, he’ll go to great lengths to get you your favourite trinkets and surprise you. Expect a song and something poetic with him expressing his adoration for you along the way. Doing romantic things half-heartedly is not found in his book.

U is for Ugly – what would be some bad habits of theirs?

While his optimism is a great trait about him, it can also come off as overbearing in situations that don’t require those emotions. In times when you would require him to be realistic and see certain qualities about someone, he’ll brush it off or ignore it and respond with some positivity. In truth, he isn’t one for being a pessimist and never enjoyed being negative, so when you require a bit of harsh judging and brutal honesty, Fingon would sugarcoat things telling you not to look at the picture so sourly, take it from a positive angle. It’s a tug-of-war with him given his non-judgemental mind frame when critical judging is required.

V is for Vanity – how concerned are they with their looks?

Oh boy, he is concerned about his looks. When it comes to his attire, he’s pristine and takes his appearance seriously. He somewhat can’t stand when people don’t put some effort into looking decent, it bothers him, but he says nothing. He’ll just secretly look the person up and down and close his eyes to forget the image — his stress goes up a notch when it’s someone in the family.

W is for Whole – would they feel incomplete without you?

Yes. You are the love of his life and soulmate, to no longer have you in his life is to feel empty and incomplete. But knowing Fingon, he would put on the ‘I’m cheery and happy’ façade for the entire world to see, all to bury his anguish. He isn’t the type to turn to alcohol like others, but he’ll slowly crumble and fall into a path of depression. Visibly, you would see dark circles under his eyes, and he would become less lively and more distant. No longer at festivals or celebrations and would remain indoors reminiscing.

X is for Xtra – (a) random headcanon(s) for them

He loves to ice skate during the winter. It’s one of his second all-time favourite activities and he enjoys taking you with him. Even though you can’t this gives him the opportunity to teach you which means he gets to be closer to you than ever. His ice skating skills are phenomenal, and he likes to turn them into figure skating. He’ll pass and take you with him to dance, spinning you around and holding you close to him as he dances on the ice.

Y is for Yuck – what are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?

Given his optimistic persona, he would hate for his partner to be pessimist and dishonest. It simply turns him off and irks him. He isn’t going to stand there and allow you to continuously carry about spilling your negativity when the situation doesn’t call for it nor is he allowing you to constantly lie about it either. He’s not someone who likes confrontations, but he wouldn’t hesitate to step in and put you in your place if needed, and he would be harsh about it.

Z is for Zzz – what are some sleep habits of theirs?

He’s a cuddler, but also someone who sleeps in strange positions and makes you question if he’s alright. This means that there are times you two can cuddle and times when you can’t because he’s pushed you away to change his sleeping position to one that you may consider uncomfortable. He's someone that generates lots of heat, so he sometimes makes an excellent person to snuggle with at night and then at times he doesn't, but either of you tends to roll away during the night, with some body parts touching each other.

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mosneakers · 6 months

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Hi! It's me again, haha!

Question/Request regarding Sawyer and Brick's kids - (if you've already done this please just ignore me lol) but can we get a little bio on each of them? They are all so cute and I'd love to know more like their likes/dislikes, fave parent, fave foods, what they like to play/do in their free time - and any other lil' details you'd like to share. I know they're young, but I'd love to know more of them .. They are ALL so cute and man, Brick's genes run strong! LOL

Anyways, I love you.

Hi lovely 👋 I love this question so much, thank you!! Those genes really DO run strong, don't they?! 😆

A little info on each of Brick and Sawyer's kiddos:

Gerbit Darling

For those who don't know, Gerbit seems to mean "llama" in simlish. He's pretty much named after this cheer, which is incredibly near and dear to my heart 🥺 I wanted all of Brick and Sawyer's kids to have very classic sims names!

Gerbit is the first Gen 5 Darling, Brick and Sawyer's oldest child, and was born pretty early into Brick and Sawyer's relationship, when the two were very young and hadn't been dating long. Sawyer just left university early, and Brick just got out of jail and cancelled on the internet, losing his celebrity status as an influencer. Despite life being up in the air for the couple, Brick and Sawyer were hopeful when Gerbit was born, he was their little beacon of light ❤

Just like Brick, Gerbit isn't very gifted intellectually. However, he makes up for this with his heart of gold. He's a very sweet boy and enjoys visiting his grandparents more than anywhere else. His relatives think he'll become a family sim for sure. He's not great at making friends quite yet, but his closest friends are his cousin Minnow, and distant cousin Budgie Sparrow. (Birdie's youngest)

When it comes to Gerbit's interests, he enjoys watching heavy machinery, such as planes, trains, cranes, bulldozers, and excavators. He looooves to eat and has the glutton trait. His favorite thing to eat is Taco Casserole, but only if it's made by Grandma Donna! Like his other siblings, he loves his dad but doesn't see him much so he's a lot closer to Mom.

Belo Darling

Belo, the middle child, is named after the Belomisia Jungle in Selvadorada, to honor Sawyer's heritage.

Out of the three kids, Belo takes the most after his mom in personality, although he seems to have inherited his father's lack of intelligence, similar Gerbit. He has the angelic trait but does seem to have a short temper like Dad. However, he displays his attitude in mannerisms similar to Sawyer, with sassy eyerolls and pursing his lips in disapproval.

Belo looks up to his big brother and usually tries to emulate his behavior. If Gerbit misbehaves, Belo will too. But if Gerbit is a good boy, which is usually the case, Belo follows his lead. Belo didn't grow his first tooth or say his first word until after 18 months old. He still isn't very advanced at speaking, and the speech he does use has an impediment, he's unable to pronounce his "R"s.

He loves singing, most sports, especially baseball and football (both Simerican and real), and experimenting with Mom's makeup, which can usually be found scattered on the bathroom, livingroom, or bedroom floor. He often consumes and prefers processed foods such as microwaved chicken nuggets, microwaved breakfast burritos, and animal crackers.

Rosebud Darling

Baby Rosie, or Rosebud, is Brick and Sawyer's youngest and only daughter. She is biologically Brick's, conceived from Zoe Flores's and Brick's scandalous and juiced session that they shared in a hot tub at a party in Del Sol Valley. Most of us know the dramatic story, but basically, Zoe and her boyfriend Drew's relationship could not withstand the burden of raising another man's child, and Zoe forfeited her rights to Brick's side, and Sawyer ended up adopting her for full custody.

Despite being thrown into quite the chaotic storyline, she's always been such a happy and social baby, who just goes with the flow. She also has the angelic trait, and loves to cuddle and be carried. Being a Darling and being surrounded by the hustle and bustle of Evergreen Harbor, she's constantly surrounded by loud sounds, which she has fully embraced, and always can be kept content by playing sound for her. Like Belo, she also loves singing! When she was a baby, Sawyer's Dad and Stepmom brought fresh avocado and papaya grown from their property in Selvadorada for her to try, and she's been hooked ever since.

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8turn-xikers-galaxy · 7 months

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Hunt Your Heart ❤💕✨💓

(🎀💖Xikers- Hunter x Fem! Reader 💖🎀)

Genre : Fluff, Non-idol AU

Tw : Reader is going through a rough time in the beginning, Reader is an orphan, Mentions of food, Absolute cringe, Kinda (very) cliché, grammatical and spelling mistakes, too many emojis ( Let me know if I missed anything)

Idols mentioned : Kyujin from Nmixx, Leeseo from IVE, Xikers members

Key : B/n - Book name

Note : This is my cousin's idea and my first time writing it as a oneshot so there might be a lot of cringe stuff and mistakes but I tried my best so I hope you like it! The credit goes to my cousin.

💙 Y/n's POV ❤

Student life has always been hard for me. No true friends to share my feelings with. No teachers who would actually understand me. No family.... It's always been this way. My parents abandoned me when I was 12. All of my friends are toxic and my teachers always take their anger on me. In the midst of all this inconvenience, I try my best to be optimistic and face my problems a little differently. As of now, I'm sat here in Math class Trying to solve the quadratic equation "Fuck... " I mutter under my breath once I mess up. "Hey Kyujin, Can you teach me how to solve this?" I've never been good enough at Math. I managed to pass 9th grade with just a fluke but I dunno How I'll survive this year. "Yeah sure, can you wait tho? I'm helping Leeseo with the third sum" She said without even turning to face me "It's fine, I'll do it myself" And that's how it goes every single time...

🍃🌺🎀✨ Timeskip ✨🎀🌺🍃

After working for a while, the bell finally rung and I waited for everyone to leave before packing my stuff. "Miss L/n, could you meet me in my office after lunch?" My teacher asked me on my way to the cafeteria. "Of course Mrs. Yoon" I didn't speak any further, knowing she gets angry easily at anything and everything (yikes) that's just how it's been. The teachers always get their way to get me to do their work for them. Oh, well. I went to the café to grab myself some Kimchi Mandu. Then, I went outside to the school field and sat down under my favorite blossom tree to eat. My eyes wandered to the tennis court where the senior grade summer campers were playing their hearts out. I saw a tall boy with black hair and beautiful brown eyes with a red jersey, hitting every ball with grace, with a cute gentle smile and ethereal Features. I didn't realize I was zoning out until I heard a male voice behind me snapping me out of my daydream. "You done checking him out?" I turned around to see a boy with messy brown hair, leaning against the tree "w-what? Do I know you?" I asked with a slight blush "I'm Choi Hyunwoo! Captain of the soccer team and Hunter's bestie, The guy you were staring at" He smiled and sat down beside me "Uhh, I wasn't staring" He chuckled And nudged my arm "Sure you weren't"

"Anyways, why are you out here alone? Don't you guys eat in the cafeteria?" Hearing him ask that, I visibly tensed up thinking he might see me as a weirdo. "I... Don't have any friends to eat with, so I prefer to eat out here. It brings some peace to me" He gave me another one of his infamous eye smile. "I can accompany you everyday if you don't mind! I love making friends"

And that's how me and Hyunwoo became best friends. Months passed, and Autumn finally rolled by. Me and Hyunwoo kept growing closer. One particular evening, Mr. Min called me to his office just when I was leaving. "Please sit" I did as I was told however I didn't have a good feeling about it. "Ms.L/n, you do notice you've not had any improvement in your math classes right?" He asked me somewhat softly "Yes sir, but I promise I'm trying my best to improve although nothing seems to work" He nodded. "Then how do you suppose passing your finals this year? Do you realise you're two months away from it?" I looked at my feet, not able to utter a word Knowing he would speak against me regardless of my protests. "I'll assign a tutor for you, starting today. He'll meet you at the school library at 6" I nodded. "Okay sir" He nodded, slightly cracking a smile "You may take your leave now" I got out of his room and heaved a deep sigh. A tutor? That's not too bad. It could've been worse tbh. I walked to the blossom tree where me and Hyunwoo usually meet up. I sat down and took out my sketchbook to doodle for a while. When I looked up from my book to look for an inspiration, my eyes wandered to the tennis court again. In the blink of an eye, A ball came flying out of the court and landed beside me. I picked it up and when I looked up again, I saw Hunter running towards me to get the ball. He stood in front of me and heck, I totally fell. He looked so... Perfect. I couldn't even make up words to describe him because nothing seemed good enough to me.

All the stories that Hyunwoo tells me about him make me want to get to know him better but I just couldn't get myself to budge when it came to him.

I snap out of my trance when he crouches down in front of me, gazing deep into my soul "Are you okay miss? You seem a little stressed"

I blushed hard with a small smile "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you. Here's your ball" He smiled the enchanting smile which gives me butterflies and sparks fireworks in my veins. "Thank you! I'll see you later?" He asked holding my hand. "Of course" And with that, he left with a wave. I looked down at my hand with the same smile and blush.

"What was that?" Hyunwoo asked, bouncing onto my shoulder out of nowhere. "Please don't tell me you saw all of that.." He grinned and ruffled my hair. "Of course I did! Even if you don't believe it, you two are meant for each other" I rolled my eyes "okay, Whatever. Can you get off of me now?" I smiled at my bestie. Even tho he is annoying, He's my only true friend and I love him for that but he could be a little pathetic sometimes. "Haha! Nope" Yeah.. Like that.

✨Third person POV ✨

After hanging out with Hyunwoo and telling him about your Tutoring session this evening, He shooed you away because it was already time for you to go. You bade farewell to him and left for the library. You waited there for your tutor to arrive. You decided to kill some time by reading one of your favorite novels/comics B/n given the fact that you were the only one in the library.

🧡Hunter's POV🧡

I changed my clothes and fixed my hair a bit before heading to the Library. I don't know who I'm Tutoring, Mr. Min was in a hurry so he didn't really do a good job in explaining the situation of the student who needs my guidance. Regardless, I entered the library, surprised to see it completely empty. Not even the Librarian was there. I walked further and saw the girl from earlier struggling to reach the higher shelf. I went behind her and grabbed the book she wanted and handed it to her. "That's a good one!" I complimented and she blushed 'god she's so cute'

"Are you the one who needs tutoring?" I asked her softly, hoping she'd be a little less shy. "Yeah, I'm Y/n" She held out her hand. I shook it with a smile "Hunter" She took me to the table where she kept her stuff and got to work right away. "There's an easier way to solve the quadratic equation. Here" She listened to me carefully and tried it herself. "That's right! You're a fast learner" She smiled and blushed 'gosh that smile' We continued doing the sums and I helped on the harder ones but for the most, she did great herself. After a while, I checked the time and it was 8 already. "I think that's enough for today, we should head home now" I said, holding her hand to get her attention. "O-okay, thanks for today" She said, lacing her fingers in mine leaving me shocked and making the butterflies in my chest go wild. I nodded and waved before taking my stuff and leaving.

I walked out with a mad smile on my face. "Mind to explain Mister?" A familiar voice called out from behind me. "Hyunwoo?!" Shit, I forgot about our sleepover tonight. "You were supposed to pick up Sumin, Yujun and Minjae about an hour ago! And you're wandering here with a lovey dovey smile, what's the matter dude?" He asked, bumping my shoulder. "Oh, Mr. Min Assigned me to tutor this really cute girl! Her name is Y/n and-" He cut me off right there. "And she's a junior struggling with math" That caught me off guard. "Yeah, How do you know?" I asked with a dumbfounded look. "She's my best friend that I always talk about! I've been meaning to introduce her to you but not like this" He said scratching his head. "Well, what's done is done, let's go pick up The others" I said walking ahead but he grabed me by my sleeve "and you expect me to let go of the fact that you think my bestie is cute?" From there on, I knew this would be a never ending saga of teasing in our squad....

🌛☄️✨🌿 Timeskip 🌿✨☄️🌛

💜 Y/n's POV💜

It's been two whole months of Hunter tutoring me and to be honest, I never felt so safe with anyone else. Not even Hyunwoo could care so much of me. He introduced me to the rest of his friends and let me join in on their fun time. I'm grateful and finally feel loved and wanted but the thing that worries me is the finals starting tomorrow. I am at Hunter's place studying hard. "Y/n.. Take a break, you've been studying for 7 hours straight since you arrived here" He said sitting next to me on his bed. Me being my stubborn self, I shook my head "And what if I fail tomorrow? I can't risk my score this year! Mr. Min has faith in me! Hyunwoo is looking forward to it too! And besides, I can't let you down..." I said, finally turning to face him. "You'll never let me down, unless you keep straining yourself like this! Please rest? For me?"

He said holding my cheek to stop me from looking away. He never failed to make me blush. "Okay, fine" I said, closing my eyes and smiling. I then listened to some music with him and got back to studying after an hour. He got take out for us, we ate and got ready for bed. When I got out of the bathroom after getting changed, I saw him lying on the bed already and holding his arms out for me. I snuggled up close to him. These kind of physical contacts had become very common in our friendship so it wasn't awkward. "Have a good sleep princess, I love you.. " To my dismay, I didn't hear his last sentence before I fell into a deep slumber, feeling safe and secure in his arms.

When I woke up in the morning, I didn't find him beside me on the bed. I went downstairs to see him making something in the Kitchen. I ruffled the bird's nest on my head and I went upto him. "Good morning princess" He turned around and pinched my nose. "Slept well?" I nodded and smiled, leaning against the counter. After having breakfast with him, he dropped me off at the exam hall. "I'm nervous" I turned to look at him. "Hello nervous, I'm Hunter" He laughed at me and I hit his arm slightly. "Okay, in all seriousness, I'm sure you'll be fine!" He said and ruffled my hair. "Alright, if you say so, I should get going now" I said after I fixed my hair and checked the time. "Okay, All the best love!" He said and gave me a handshake and a hwaiting sign before we both parted ways.

🌺🌺The day of the result🌺🌺

"Y/n-yah will you stop jumping around so much? The seatbelt might break!" Hyunwoo joked. "How can you expect me to calm down when my report card is literally here in my very god damned hands?!" I yelled in a limited voice. "Well, first of all, mind your language and second of all, you'll be fine!!" He shot back. "And besides, we're here already" After he pulled up at Sumin's porch, the guys came running out, asking about my results. "Guys, she hasn't seen it yet!" Hyunwoo shouted. "Okay, then how about we go inside and let her calm down for a bit first?" Just as Minjae said that, we got inside and sat down. "Kay, just rip it off like a band-aid on the count of three!" Yujun said.

"1"

"2"

"3"

I shut my eyes and opened the card and all of a sudden, the boys erupted into screams and cheers. I took a peek at my results... Only to see PERFECT SCORES IN EVERY SUBJECT INCLUDING MATH! I jumped up and leaped into Hunter arms.

"You did it!"

"I did it!"

Hyunwoo smirked, watching the scene unfold. "We'll give you guys some space" Minjae said and dragged out the rest of them. "Hunter, I want to tell you something" He nodded in a sign for me to continue. "Hunter, for the past two months, you've helped me a lot to get through my studies and my life. You made every moment feel better, safer and... Special. Without you, I wouldn't be where I've gotten today and I'm very grateful. From the moment I first saw you, I felt attached, safe and loved. I don't know if the nicknames that you call me are a joke or if they mean something, but I've always loved them. What I'm trying to say is...I love you. A lot. And it's totally okay if you don't feel the same, I-"

I felt warm lips press against mine. It all happened so quick that I couldn't process anything. I didn't even know if I was living in the reality.

"Y/n" He lifted my head by my cheek to make me look at him. "I love you too, that's why I've hunt your heart"

#Xikers #Hunter #Xikers x reader #Xikers Hunter #Hunter x Reader #Xikers fluff #Hunter fluff #Xikers oneshot

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 5 months

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My heart hurts and I really just want to be able to be vulnerable with someone. I barely let people touch me (trama thing not just sensory), but I really want to have a partner in my life that I trust enough to let them be with me, ya know?

I don't know how I will ever trust someone that much, but I really want to.

I'm still getting used to the idea that I don't have to marry someone I don't want to, so I'm gonna get to pick who I sleep with... well I was anyway, but I've decided not to just give into cultural pressure and just marry a man because I'm expected to.

I'm getting used to the fact that I'm gay. I don't hate myself for it anymore, just having a hard time convincing myself that it's okay to be in a relationship with a woman.

I just want to have a relationship where I really love the person and want them to see all of me, ya know? And I know relationships are never perfect, but I keep dreaming of that one moment where the whole world goes silent because I trust them.

Anyway, don't really know if I had a point to this, just wanted to talk to someone about it. I like the prospect of my future if there are moments like that waiting for me.

Thanks for listening. ❤

- 🫖

Hi sweet 🫖 anon…!!

{Let’s Talk Relationships & Trust}

Thank you for sharing. I truly appreciate your vulnerability and bravery. You are always welcome to share in this space. And I’m sorry to hear about your headache 😞♥️

Warnings: longer response, talk of relationships.

I hear you with the physical touch thing. I truly do. I have my own personal experience with trauma in regard to physical touch, so I am extremely sensitive to touch. Trauma can completely put our receiving and giving of physical touch out of whack. Which is unfortunate… Your feelings and trauma are both valid. There is an interesting correlation between trauma and touch, if you want to check it out—The Importance of Touch for Trauma. ♥️

I feel for you when you talk about wanting a partner that you trust enough to be in your life, I do. It’s natural to want that human connection with people. It’s natural to socialize, to love, to want to be close to someone. All of this is extremely valid. Don’t give up, sweet anon. Keep searching. The world is a vast and expansive place, you will find someone.

You mentioned wanting to trust someone, but not knowing if you are able to. That is so understandable, and I hear you. Trust issues are unfortunate and more common than I’d like them to be. I’d ask you to think about your trust issues and where they came from? Address and reconcile with yourself the root of the trust issues. Go through your experiences with a professional if you feel like you need expertise help. Sometimes trust issues aren’t the root cause, but are actually just a symptom for an underlying problem… You got this, I believe in you 💞💞💞

You then mention cultural pressure around marriage, sex, and committing to a man early on. I agree with what you said, do not give into such pressures, whether it is cultural, religious, family, friends, etc. You need to what is best and healthy for you. If you have the choice/ability, do not marry until you yourself are ready, do not sleep with people until you yourself are ready. You matter. Your needs matter. Advocate for yourself.

*sigh* I hear you, anon. I am so proud of you for how much progress you've made in accepting yourself. So proud. Take your time. Accepting yourself for who you are can take time. Give yourself grace. Talk about it. Process it. Heal in time.

You are right, relationships aren’t perfect. But I feel for you, I do. Your feelings are valid. I want that love and trust and understanding with another person for you as well. You deserve that. You deserve all the love and the trust and the understanding.

Thank you for sharing, sweet anon. It always makes my day to hear from you! 🥰🥰 and I get it! Focus on that bright future of yours, make it happen!! 💞💞 You got this. Hope you have a lovely day/night! ♥️

Talk with Me ❤️‍🔥

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I have just enough energy in me tonight for my favorite solo duty. This one's a doozy, and the final thing that stands between us and Endwalker! ...which I'll start tomorrow. There are also some Thoughts on the expansion as a whole at the end under the cut.

For those of you who have been keeping an eye on this journey, thank you ❤ It's not over yet and is most definitely going to loop back to stuff I did before starting here: there will eventually be another run through ARR to current sometime after the graphics update hits every expansion, so likely late next year. I've got a hrothgal waiting in the wings for that one... and do plan to do this to Dawntrail on my main with appropriate spoilers tagged as well as the usual one. We shall see how that goes.

Now, into the duty!

Alphinaud's character growth is so very visible to us after Arenvald's pep talk. The kid is a natural-born leader, and despite his mistakes he has enough confidence to really use his gifts... after a little push from his friends and family.

And now, we fight! The Scions take the field in full force - first as a group, and then splitting up across the field to take charge of several enemies. Our first stop is us clearing the field of a LOT of tempered Imperials... then splitting up to find and deal with Lunar Primals wherever we can while G'raha holds the fort.

And now, the real fun: We get to cosplay as a few of the Scions! Starting with Alisaie! RDM is my favorite caster, and this simplified take on it is very much faithful to my experience with it itself. Lots of little enemies, one big one, and a very fun slice-n-dice playground.

Development: "Random" magical glyphs that are pointed at the heart of a massive "aetheric confluence" - which is just a fancy way of describing a spot where several aetheric currents meet - and Y'shtola's guess is that they're there to enable some seriously nasty disasters should one of the Grape-flavored Primals reach and destroy one. Cool, the stakes have risen.

Split #2 has us afield as Urianger's Astro, facing Lunar Odin - which I did NOT do in my original playthrough nor this one, so I had no idea what to expect. I'm not an Astro player, but after some experience with one of my static members being... particularly annoyed with it, this wasn't quite so bad. Odin down!

Split #3 is back to G'raha and Alisaie, but now we're playing as G'raha who is some combo of BLM and WHM, facing off with Lunar Ravana. Big stabby sword bug. Woo. He's just as cool as the original fight, if a little toned down for story and "2-man" reasons. Big stabby stuff, and even an excuse to use G'raha's Break spell! Bugman down!

Now, back to the WoL with Estinien and Alphinaud facing down the monster that crippled Arenvald: Grape Ifrit. This one's personal. And boy howdy wthat one was the most intense of the three. Fire everywhere, a big LB3-like thing out of Estinien, the works. But it's the last of the primals, and we're all still alive.

I love this duty so very much. Not only because we get to spend some time as our Scion friends. Not only because we get to fight primals in a more one-on-one style that helps me imagine how to write it when I get there. It's also because there are stakes going in - stop the crazy person with lots of power who's trying to end the world - that become more specific during the fight, and then when the evil plan is thwarted, they don't just gloss over the aftermath.

We get to see our friends being VERY human. Alisaie is exhausted and berating herself for not doing enough. Alphinaud cannot stand losing anyone, and we have to watch him fight that when his healing isn't enough to save the man in front of him. We see the Grand Company of Eorzea at work - city-state leaders and beastmen tribes alike working together to cure the tempered. We cannot save everyone, an Amalj'aa warrior reminds the Scions, but those we have saved would not have been if not for you.

"So please, hold your heads high." The entire bustling field stopped and listened. Every single country we have visited, from the Alliance to Doma, is represented here. Standing behind the Scions, who gave everything they had to win the day, despite the cost. The moon breaks through the clouds above, and one last time we hear the Shadowbringers main theme break through as everyone gathered stares up at it, and the credits roll.

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As I sit and process this entire expansion one more time, it's clear... Shadowbringers fundamentally alters your brain chemistry. That's from one of the posts going around the week I wrapped this up, and it is extremely accurate. We started all the way back in ARR as an adventurer with a gift, but little else, and got used. We slowly turned into something else on our way into Heavensward ("What are you?" - Thordan VII after we beat him) and used the power we had to liberate two entire countries from the Garlean empire alongside our friends, then watched them get snatched away from us for some unknown reason.

And then we went to where they were and found ourselves embroiled in a world that flipped the script on everything we knew. Light was bad, Dark was good, and everything we thought we knew was wrong. Discoveries with ripple effects that will be felt through Endwalker and beyond were made, and two entire worlds were changed as a result.

I'm not that good at analyzing story, or at least I didn't think I was when I started. All I knew is that this expansion was The Best that FFXIV had to offer, and I wanted to find ways to articulate why I thought that. I think I've succeeded, at least a little. I'm very excited for Endwalker and Dawntrail and beyond. Maybe I'll even get some creative spark going and write more of ARW for your enjoyment and my own - I want to do more than think about my blorbo :)

One more Arenvald Appreciation post tomorrow, most likely, and then into Endwalker!

#ffxiv escapism: endwalker #ffxiv escapism: shadowbringers #so long Shadowbringers!

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daisies-daydreams · 6 months

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Hi daisy as you said you do oc x canon i had been dying to find a blog like yours and here iam 😌 So I would love to request my oc Lilian I have a drawing of her on a papper but it wont look so good so I will still give a description on her by writing I hope I don't give too many detils but here she is !

I know it looks so ugly but yeah so she has stawberry pink hair and heterochromia one aqua blue eye and a lignt green eye. And fleckles She is from a skyisland that speaks a ancient language and workship a god she also has a tattoo on the rignt leg that represent the god like this

She personlity is very cute sweet/kind , naive, curious,shy loves helping people Lilian also loves giving hugs and kisses to her loved ones .But don't be fooled she can use magic her village uses magic like wayer magic telkniss magic too tho.She is pretty short she is 165cm(5,5 ft).But now to the request Lilian has just moved away from her home and family she arrives at town with her suitcase with her belongsing goes to a bar and orders a beer and some bread.But than the red hair pirates come in and sits down.She catchs shanks eyes because of her appearance and her clothes that she is wearing and he goes and sits down beside and starts to chat. By the she joins shanks crew and crew gets to know her and her bakround I hope you understand my request and no this not a love fic just friends.

⚠️But if this is too much detils decilne than.I hope I can request again some time.! Have a amazing day love❤💗!

The Found Voyager (OC!Lilian x Shanks - Platonic)

Pairing: OP!OC!Lilian x Shanks (Platonic) Category: Fluff Warnings: Swearing, Drinking Word Count: 4.2k+

A/N: Hello! Thank you very much for your request! I love the design for Lillian-she looks like a very sweet and headstrong person. I hope you enjoy the story!

Part 2

Lilian’s long, pink hair whipped in the sea breeze as she took her first step onto the rickety docks of Fairage. Her blue and green eyes sparkled as she heard the unfamiliar crunch of gravel underneath her foot. She ground the flat of her shoe against it, relishing in the fact that after all this time, she finally made it to the World Below. Lilian clutched her hand against her chest as she took a deep breath.

“Look for the shop with the silver fleur-de-lis,” she reminded herself. Her heart thumped as she took another step forward, her mind racing at the different sights and sounds around her. Children holding their mother’s hands, fishermen hollering about their fresh stock, a few dogs barking and rushing around wildly. Her eyes scanned the rows of shops and booths until they landed on a silver symbol.

"I found it!" she squealed internally. Lilian gasped when a man with messy, crimson hair bumped into her. He whipped around and rested his hand on his temple.

“My apologies, miss,” he said with an apologetic smile. Before Lilian could reply, he had already faded into the crowd. She closed her mouth and shrugged before turning to the large, wooden door. She smiled as she opened the squeaky door, a high-pitched ring echoing through the small shop.

"Be out in a second!" a croaky voice called past the rows and rows of stuffed shelves. Lilian parted her lips as she spun around, completely enraptured by the variety of knick-knacks, weapons and other bizarre items that lined the shelves. She gasped when she accidentally bumped into something rough and large. Lilian whipped around, her eyes widening when a massive, hulking man with a bandana over his head raised a brow and grunted.

"I-I'm very sorry, sir!" the young lady said as she held up her hands. A clatter rang out through the room as a curly-haired woman burst out from the back.

"I really need to clean this damn place," she sighed as she dusted off her sleeves. The older woman perked her head up when she noticed Lilian standing in front of the giant man...or more specifically, her large suitcase.

"Ah, welcome to Minerva's Menagerie! Anything Antiques and Pawn Shop ®, " she greeted while motioning towards the counter. Lilian gave the man a small smile before following Minerva. The older woman grunted as she clutched her cane and plopped herself down on a comfy stool. "So, what can I do for you today, dearie?" the shopkeeper asked.

Lilian smiled and heaved her large suitcase onto the counter. Minerva raised a brow as the young lady rummaged through the various items that was tossed around on her journey. She grinned as she triumphantly pulled out a dark, medium-sized bag. Minerva's eyes widened as Lilian pulled out several pieces of fine, sparkling jewelry. The older woman's face nearly lost all color when she saw a necklace adorned with the symbol of the Fairy Goddess.

"I know it's not a lot, but Kumo told me that it's worth a lot-"

She snapped her head towards the large man.

"The shop is closed for a private appointment!" she said as she shuffled towards him.

"What?" he huffed with furrowed brows. She shooed him out with her cane before whipping her head around. "Same goes for the two of you back there! And you better put back whatever you have in your pockets!" Minerva bellowed. Lilian pursed her lips as she heard some muttering followed by clanging.

"Carefully!" the shopkeeper screeched. Two similar, dark-haired looking men tumbled out, one wearing an eyepatch and the other a scar over his chin. They scowled at Lilian before making their way out of the shop. Minerva gave a firm nod as she locked the door behind her. The woman turned back to Lilian.

"Sorry about that," she said as she clasped her hands, her demeanor shifting in the blink of an eye. Lilian gave an uncomfortable expression.

"Did I say something wrong?" she asked. Minerva cackled as she hobbled back to her stool.

"Not at all. It's just been a while since I've heard that old geezers name," she winked as she tapped her cane on the rug. Lilian's lips tightened.

"Well, he told me to come find you and give you these," she breathed as she pushed the jewelry forward. Minerva hummed and stroked her chin, her gaze shifting between the young woman.

"Tell me again...how do you know Kumo?" she asked. Lilian bit the inside of her cheek.

"Oh...friend of a friend?" she said in a high-pitched voice. Minerva pursed her lips.

"I see," she sighed before yanking down a magnifying apparatus from the ceiling. "Now, let’s see what we’ve got here,” the shopkeeper said as she pulled down a magnifying apparatus from the ceiling. The shopkeeper poked her tongue out as she took the delicate necklace into her wrinkled hands.

“Mhm, ah yes, I see,” she hummed. Minerva continued the process until she pulled the apparatus up with a high-pitched creak. She leaned forward on her palms. “I can give you five-hundred Berries for the brooches each…and five thousand for the Fairy Goddess Necklace,” she explained. Lilian’s jaw dropped.

“Five thousand?!" she yelped. Lilian slapped her hands over her mouth. “Sorry-five thousand?!” she whispered loudly. Minerva nodded with a chuckle as she placed the items behind the desk and locked them in a cabinet.

“That’s right," she hummed. Lilian swallowed.

"O-Oh, well...I don't want to take that much from you," she replied sheepishly. Minerva waved her hand.

"Ah, nonsense. I'm sure you just arrived here from Fairygod Island, right?" she asked. Lilian nodded. Minerva clanked her cane against the ground. "Then I'm more than happy to assist a fellow Islander," she beamed. Lilian smiled as the shopkeeper gathered together her cash and handed it to her in a dark, leather bag.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Miss Minerva," Lilian replied. A loud, gurgling sound suddenly rumbled between them. The young woman's eyes widened as she clutched her stomach. Minerva chuckled.

"If you're hungry, there's a nice pub right across the street," she suggested as she crossed her arms. Lilian hummed as she closed up her suitcase.

"Thank you for the recommendation," she smiled.

“Anytime,” Minerva said. "Hope to see you again soon," she beamed. Lilian returned her grin before hauling her suitcase out the door. Her heart leapt inside her chest as she stepped into the bustling street. The sun had dipped a little past the skyline of the city as she whistled an ancient tune to herself.

She froze when a group of children rushed past her, all of them giggling and carrying colorful pinwheels in their hands. Lilian giggled to herself before she glanced up.

“'The Salty Serpent'," she read as the sign above her gently swayed in the wind. "Sounds lovely!” she chirped as she opened the door. Lilian's eyes widened when a saucer flied towards her. She squeaked and ducked her head as it grazed over her pink loops. The young woman winced as she heard it crash against a brick wall behind her.

“Sorry about the mess! And by mess, I mean this lot,” a young, blue-haired woman called from inside as she gestured to all the men. They all turned their attention to the slender woman standing in the doorway with her suitcase in hand. Lilian gave a polite curtsy before walking inside, sending her bright smile all around the room. One could hear a pin drop, the crowd completely silent as Lilian strode over to an empty stool at the bar. The bartender raised her brow at the man at the piano.

"Well, what'd you stop for?!" she exasperated. The blonde man sat up straight before going back to playing a cheery tune. The pub slowly shuffled back to life as Lilian clasped her hands together. “Haven’t seen you around here before,” the bartender said as she dried out a glass mug. Lilian nodded as she set her suitcase at her feet.

“I just got here today,” she explained with a bright smile. The blue-haired woman hummed as she slung the rag over her shoulder.

“Well, welcome to Fairage, newcomer. Name’s Emilie,” she said as she held out her hand.

“Lilian,” she replied while shaking the other woman's hand. Lilian gasped and laid a hand over her belly as it rumbled.

“You hungry?” Emilie chuckled. Lilian nodded.

“Could I just have some bread and beer please?” she asked.

“That’s all?” Emilie asked with a raised brow. The pink-haired woman nodded again. “Alright then. One bread and beer coming up,” the bartender said before padding towards the rows of bottles. She quickly returned with Lilian’s food.

“Thank you,” she said with a polite smile.

“Sure thing. If ya need anything else, just let me know,” she said. Lilian watched as Emilie busied herself with arranging some glasses. The pink-haired woman brought the mug up to her lips. She furrowed her brows as the bubbly drink washed over her taste buds. Lilian cringed a little at the acidic taste before setting the glass down.

“It’s not for everyone,” Emilie said. The young woman nodded as she took the bread into her hands. She brought it up to her lips and nibbled on it, squishing her fingers together. She happily ate her small snack as the front door suddenly swung open. Lilian jumped in her chair while Emilie rested her hands on her hips.

“Well, well-didn’t think I’d see you around here anytime soon, Shanks,” she lilted. Lilian turned to see a group of men file into the tavern. They were all different heights and sizes, each one more unique than the last. She completely forgot she was still nibbling on her bread until a familiar-looking man slid into the chair next to her. He flashed her a smile.

“Do you always eat like a hamster?” Shanks chuckled. His eyes grew as wide as dinner plates as Lilian tilted her head towards him.

"Hey...you're that woman I ran into earlier," he muttered.

“What’s a hamster?” she disregarded his statement. His jaw dropped as he chortled and slapped his thigh. His smile instantly fell when he saw her serious expression.

“Wait-you’re not joking?” he asked. Lilian shook her head.

“Sorry, I’m from…out of town,” she said while shifting her eyes back and forth. Shanks hummed as he rested his cheek on his palm.

“Really? Where’re you from then?” he asked with genuine intrigue. Lilian nearly choked on her tiny bite. She coughed a few times and cleared her throat.

“Fairygod Island. It's in the sky,” she said with a nervous smile. Shanks blinked before he burst into laughter along with the rest of his crew.

“I like this one! She has a great sense of humor!” he boomed. Lilian couldn’t help but giggle at his exuberant personality. “Emilie, please get our new friend here some beef stew. On me,” the red-haired man smiled. Lilian’s cheeks flushed.

“Y-You don’t have to do that,” Lilian said shyly. Shanks waved his hand.

“It’s no problem at all. Besides, I owe you after bumping into you earlier,” he beamed. Lilian bit the inside of her cheek as she folded her hands in her lap. “Oh and a beer for me as well,” Shanks added.

“I’ll add that to your tab that you’re definitely paying off this time...right?” Emilie asked. Shanks remained stiff as a board. “Right?” the bartender repeated.

“Sure,” he grinned and rubbed the back of his neck.

“You really suck at lying,” Emilie sighed as she shook her head. Shanks chuckled and let his hand fall back to his side.

“I know,” he replied. Emilie narrowed her eyes before she clicked her tongue.

“I’ll be back with the soup,” she said as she pointed her finger at the pirate. He held his hands up in surrender as she shuffled to the kitchen. She soon returned with a piping hot bowl of beef stew and a large mug of beer. Lilian’s eyes sparkled when she saw the hearty meal in front of her.

“Thank you, sir,” she said. Shanks nodded before taking a swig of beer.

“Just Shanks is fine,” he replied. Lilian smiled sheepishly and nodded. She brought the bread up to her lips before gently nibbling on the end, her hands pressed together. The young woman smiled happily and wiggled in her seat as the savory flavor of the soup mellowed inside her mouth. She noticed Shanks staring at her.

“Is something wrong?” she asked with genuine concern. Shanks glanced away before taking a big sip.

“Just thinking,” he said.

“About what?” she asked. Shanks stroked his chin.

“About why a refined young lady such as yourself is wandering around a town like Fairage,” the pirate answered. Lilian squeezed the spoon in her hand.

“Well…it’s a bit of a long story,” the young woman replied as she stirred her meal.

“Good thing I have time to kill, then,” he grinned. Lilian sighed.

“I wanted just to live a normal life. A life away from the pala-from my parents' expectations,” Lilian quickly corrected herself. Shanks adjusted in his seat.

“So, you’re a runaway?” he asked. Lilian nodded, her blue and green eyes growing a bit glossy. The man beside her straightened as she sniffed and wiped the tears from her freckled cheeks.

“I-I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting to get this emotional,” she laughed quietly. Shank’s brows furrowed. Lilian tilted her head up when he placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Hey, you don’t have anything to be sorry for,” he said softly. Lilian’s heart skipped a beat as she smiled.

“I just…I thought it’d be so easy to leave since I wanted it for so long…but I still miss a lot of people I left behind,” she sighed. Shanks nodded as he patted her shoulder.

“Of course,” he said with a sympathetic smile. Lilian mirrored his expression before she heard the sound of Emilie sighing.

“Man, why can’t I ever keep these things alive?” she frowned as she brushed her fingers over a wilting flower. Lilian tilted her head before looking around. She flicked her free hand beneath the bar. A green glow emitted from her slender fingertips as well as the rose tattoo on her leg. Emilie gasped as the flower straightened out, its original vibrant crimson returning to its petals.

“Oh my goodness!” she yelped and nearly dropped the vase. Everyone turned to look in her direction.

“Now how did that happen?” Shanks wondered aloud as he scratched his head. Lilian shrugged.

“Who knows?” she laughed nervously. The red-haired pirate glanced her way with a pensive expression. He bit the inside of his cheek as everyone gathered around to see the miraculous flower. The Chief shifted in his seat to face her.

“I’m afraid I never got your name,” he said.

“Oh! It’s Lilian,” the young woman smiled and held out her hand. Shanks grinned as he shook her delicate hand, his calloused palm rubbing over hers.

“Pleasure to meet you, Lilian,” he grinned before lowering his hand to his side. He paused for a moment. “Sorry if I come across as rude, but you have no place to stay as of now, right?” Shanks asked. She nodded.

“Yeah, I guess I didn’t think that far ahead,” she replied sheepishly. Shanks hummed as he rubbed his chin.

“Well…what do you think of joining my crew?” he asked. Her eyes widened as time seemed to stand still. “Forgive my bluntness-it’s just…I’d hate it if you were wandering the streets with no one looking out for you,” Shanks explained. Lilian nodded as her heart swelled.

“T-Thank you,” she blushed. Shanks hummed as he scratched his stubbly jaw. He suddenly gained a serious expression.

“Lilian, I’ll be honest with you. Being a part of my crew will not be easy-in fact, it’ll be downright dangerous,” he began. Lilian leaned a bit closer, intrigue pulling her in like a lasso. “There are other pirates, Marines, and all sorts of other groups who want nothing more than our heads,” Shanks stated. She gasped.

“You’re a criminal?” Lilian murmured behind her hands. The pirate chuckled.

“Depends on who you ask,” he said. Lilian pursed her lips before Shanks cleared his throat. “Anyway, it certainly won’t be the “normal” life you were speaking of earlier, but I can tell you this: you’ll never be bored, you’ll get to see incredible sights, and you’ll have even more incredible people to lean on,” he beamed. Lilian smiled as he shifted in his chair a bit more and gazed straight into her heterochromatic eyes.

“So…what do you say?” Shanks asked with an excited grin. The young woman thought to herself for a moment and closed her eyes. She prayed to the Fairy Goddess for guidance before opening them again.

“I’ll go,” she beamed. Shanks’ smile grew even wider as he slapped his thigh.

“Fantastic! Emilie! Let’s have another round to celebrate our newest crew member: Lilian!” he called. The Red-Haired Pirates stared at the pink-haired woman in shock before they came rushing up to her.

“Are you really joining our crew?” a larger man with glasses and a striped cap asked. Lilian nodded.

“Yes sir!” she beamed. The group of men cheered. Her smile grew all the more wider as she looked over the room, her heart feeling lighter than air as she took in the sight of her new friends celebrating. She peeked over at Shanks before leaning over and pressing her lips to his stubbly cheek. He immediately tensed as his face flushed a deep red.

“Thank you,” Lilian smiled as she took his hand into hers. Shanks swallowed thickly.

“Oi Shanks! Your face is looking just as red as your hair!” a man with caramel-colored dreads pointed and laughed. Shanks clenched his jaw.

“Why is your face so red?” Lilian asked. The pirate turned back to her and coughed into his hand.

“Well, it’s just been a while since I’ve been kissed on the cheek by a pretty woman like yourself,” he explained. The tips of Lilian’s ears burned.

“Oh my goodness! I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that,” she flushed. Shanks tilted his head as Lilian bit her lip. “You see, where I’m from, a kiss on the cheek is how we greet friends, and holding hands is how we show that our friendship is an everlasting bond,” the young woman explained. His face slowly returned back to its normal color as he sighed.

“Understood,” he chuckled as he took a sip of his beer. The crew came up to Lilian and asked her all sorts of questions (many of which she dodged with answers provided to her by Kumo). Eventually, the rowdiness died down as they all had their share of beer. Emilie held her hand out.

“The tab,” she said with raised brows. Shanks grumbled as he pulled out a few bills and handed it over. Emilie gave a firm nod as she counted the money. The red-haired man nudged Lilian’s elbow and leaned over.

“I’d be happy to show you around your new home and help you get settled in,” he whispered. Lilian beamed as she took his hand into hers, drawing another blush from his cheeks.

“I’d love that,” she replied with a sweet smile.

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There was more drinking when the crew returned to the Red Force...a lot more drinking. The crewmembers sang songs and stumbled around the decks as Lilian watched with another mug in hand. Shanks wandered over to her and took a swig of sake. He sniffed and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

"You want to try?" he asked. She vigorously shook her head. "Suit yourself," the Chief shrugged before taking another sip. He hummed as she rubbed her hands together. "Something wrong?" he asked. Lilian glanced over and bit her lip.

"Could we find a place that's a bit more private? I...I need to tell you something," she said with a shaky breath. Shanks blinked before setting his sake down.

"Sure. Follow me," he replied. He led her past the rowdy men towards his quarters. Lilian's heart thrummed in her ears as she stepped inside, the room dimly lit with candles.

"So, what did you want to tell me?" Shanks asked with a casual smile as he folded his arms. Lilian took a deep breath.

"You know how I said that I was from an island in the sky?" she asked. Shanks nodded.

"Yep," he replied. The woman sighed as she played with the red-beaded bracelet on her wrist.

"Well...what if I told you I wasn't joking?" Lilian asked. There was a short pause.

"I'm sorry...what?" the Chief asked as he lowered his arms to his sides. Lilian curled and uncurled her fists before standing up straight.

"It's true. I just arrived her today on my hippogriff," she said as she squeezed her eyes shut. Shanks blinked.

"Oooookay..." he said incredulously. Lilian sighed.

"Listen, I know it sounds crazy, but I'm telling the truth!" she said as her shoulder slumped. "Kumo told me people would think I'm crazy if I told them," she groaned.

"Who's Kumo?" Shanks asked. Lilian turned around.

"He's my bu-best friend," she said. The Chief hummed and crossed his arms.

"I see-and I don't think you sound crazy. I've always known the Sky Islands as only myths," the man explained.

"Oh," Lilian said as she glanced down at her feet. There was short pause between the two.

"Anything else I need to know about you?" he quickly changed the subject at the sign of her uncomfortable expression. Lilian hummed.

"Well...I do have some magical skills," she said in a muffled voice. Shanks leaned closer.

"What was that?" he asked. Lilian sucked in a sharp breath.

"I-I can do some magic," she said a bit louder. The red-haired man's eyes widened.

"You mean...at the Serpent today, when Emilie's plant grew back...that was you?" he asked. Lilian flushed and nodded.

"Yes! I can also perform water magic," she explained with a bright smile. Shanks raised a brow.

"Prove it," he said. Lilian blinked.

"What?" she asked. Shanks walked over to his desk and pulled out a glass flask. He set it down on his desk with a heavy clank.

"Push the cap off of this flask with your magic," he said. Lilian glanced back and forth between him and the flask before gulping.

"O-Okay. You might want to stand back though," she said. Shanks did as she said before she planted both of her feet firmly on the floor. She narrowed her eyes as she held her hand out. Her rose tattoo began to glow a light blue in tandem with her fingertips as she maintained her eye contact on the glass flask. The object shook violently before suddenly exploding. Lilian gasped as the glass shards tumbled throughout the room.

"I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!" she yelled. Shanks looked down at the mess at his feet, a few pieces of glass merely sticking to the outside of his clothes. He chuckled.

"Miss Lilian, you are full of surprises," the Chief grinned as he dusted himself off. Lilian blushed and smiled before helping him clean up the mess. She frowned when she saw a red mark across his hand.

"Your hand," she muttered. Shanks looked down and laughed.

"That's nothing, trust me," he said as he rummaged through his drawers and pulled out a small box. The Chief pulled out some bandages with his single hand.

"Here, let me," Lilian urged as she rested her hand over his. Shanks looked into her eyes and smiled softly.

"If you insist," he grinned as she sank into his chair. She pulled out the small pieces of glass before disinfecting the wound. "That tattoo on your leg...does it always glow when you use your magic?" Shanks asked. Lilian looked down at her right leg and nodded.

"Yes-it's from a pact our family made with the ancient Fairy Goddess," she elaborated. The Chief hummed as she wrapped a bandage around his hand. "She watches over all aspects of nature, whether it be the soil of the World Below or the water in the clouds," Lilian continued.

"The World Below?" Shanks asked. She paused.

"Yes...that is what this plane is called, right?" Lilian asked. Shanks chuckled and shook his head.

"Well, we call it 'Earth' down here," he said with a cheeky grin. Her cheeks burned as she closed the lid of the kit.

"Oh, I see," she said as embarrassment flooded through her.

"Hey, you didn't know. Unless you're trying to give your new Chief a hard time," he winked. She held up her hands.

"Of course not!" she squeaked. Shanks laughed.

"I'm just messing with you," he jested. Lilian gave a small laugh before yawning.

"Well, I'm feeling rather exhausted, so I think I'll turn in for the night," Lilian said. Shanks grunted.

"Sure thing," he replied. Lilian gave a small curtsy before taking a few steps. Her eyes widened when the Chief grasped her hand. She slowly turned to see his warm smile.

"I never properly told you...Welcome to the Red-Haired Pirates," he beamed. Lilian smiled as he squeezed her hand.

"Thank you for letting me join your crew, Chief Shanks," she said.

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pleasantlycrazyworld · 2 years

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Heey. Its probably gonna be weird ask for an imagine.... but Steve's my comfort character... I had a miscarriage about 2 month ago and I'm wondering how Steve would react if his s/o would go through the same thing? How would he comfort her? It'd be amazing for me if you could do this imagine. Thank you ❤

Miscarriage

Steve Harrington x female reader

Very angst but some reassuring Steve.

I wrote it were the miscarriage is involved and he reassures you right after. If you would like me to write one where it's months after just lmk!

Trigger warning: talk of miscarriage, struggle with conceiving, the reader thinks bad about herself.

I am so sorry that you have to go through this tough time, my heart goes out to you.

You and Steve have been together for almost 3 years now and those 3 years have been some of the best of your life so far. He was everything you ever wanted in a partner and every day he reminded you how you were perfect for him as well. He never allowed you to wallow in insecurities just like you never allowed him to do the same. You two were best friends, truly, and have been through some hard times but those hard times just made you two stronger. However, this might be the hardest thing either of you has ever had to go through.

Steve wants a big family. Everyone who knew the man knew this, he wants six little Harringtons running around and you wanted to give him those six cuties because you wanted the same thing. However, neither of you realized how hard it was going to be to try and get those babies.

You have been trying to conceive for six months now and it just never happened. While you were devastated (and so was Steve he just hid it well). Steve was the one who strongly believed that it will happen when it happens. “Baby this is just the universe telling us we aren’t ready just yet. It’ll happen when it happens, and when it does happen we will be the best parents any child could ever wish for.” Steve always reassured you this after every negative test result and he would hold you as you worried.

Finally, there it was. The test you just took gave you two of the results you’ve been waiting for! Scared to look you had Steve look for you and after he looked he screamed out of excitement “POSITIVE!!!” With tears in his eyes, he dropped to his knees and kissed your belly. You stood in shock ‘positive, it was actually positive, you two were going to be parents!’ Cries are all that was heard that day but not tears of devastation like it has been, no, these were tears of pure happiness, tears of pure love.

It’s been about six weeks since you and Steve found out that you were pregnant and even though you two were extremely excited you both wanted to wait to tell anyone. You were in bed waiting for Steve to come home from work when all of the sudden you get these awful cramps. You never felt pain like this before. It had spread all through your belly and you grew extremely concerned. Crying out you ran to the bathroom and that's when you see it. Your upper thighs had blood on them. ‘Oh my god, this can’t be happening’ You collapse onto the floor, your legs giving in and you let out a scream that is horrific. This site is what Steve comes home to. He rushes to you. Taking in what is in front of him, his heart shatters. Steve helps you stand, he helps wash your thighs and he helps you to the car. The drive to the hospital is silent besides your sniffles. Steve looks emotionless.

Upon entering the hospital you two are taken to a room quickly. The doctor does testing, she does ultrasounds and it's confirmed.

You miscarried.

A part of you felt like you died, you look over to Steve and he is silently crying to himself. He is devastated, you are too. The doctor explains what happened and what to do next but neither of you is paying any attention.

Steve helps you off the table, he helps you to the car, and once at the house, he helps you to the bed. “Steve, I’m so sorry.” You whisper crying, Before you can even form the next sentence Steve whips his head to you. “ Don’t you dare apologize, You did nothing wrong. You took such good care of our babies while we had them. And this has to be a sign that we aren’t ready just yet, does this sign suck? God yes it does, but we are going to get through this. We can keep trying or if you want we can try adoption, And if you want to try again in the future then I’ll make some doctor appointments and we’ll make sure we do everything we possibly can to make it go smoothly and healthy. Sweetheart, I do not blame you do you understand me? You did absolutely nothing wrong. You are so unbelievably strong and I’m sorry you had to experience that alone but I’m here now.”

After Steve finishes what he wants to say the two of you are crying just as hard as you were before. Nodding your head you allow his words to seep through your brain, this isn’t your fault. There will be more time to try again and next time you’ll do everything in your power to make it go as smooth and as healthy as you possibly can. You believe every word he says. This is Steve, your best friend, the man who has stayed through hard times with you and this is just another thing you two will overcome together.

Again I am so sorry you had to go through this. I hope you enjoyed this and don’t hesitate to request anything in the future <3

#steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #miscarriage #angst #steve harrington angst #steve harrington x fem!reader

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theredconversegirl · 2 years

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Hello, I absolulety love all your recommendations lists. My favorite type of SasuSaku fics are non-massacre. I've read pretty much all the ones you've recommended (Hatsukoi my fav of all time), but I was wondering if you have more of them to suggest. Thanks.

Hi nonny,

Thanks for stopping by! 💕 Glad that you enjoy the recs! 😁

I also love non-massacre fics, and I wish there were more of them out there. Hatsukoi is amongst my top favorites as well, it's such a lovely story! 🥰 (thanks @sparklyfaerie ! ❤)

I combed through my TBR list and did a quick search today, and here's what I have to share for now:

Non-Massacre AU II 🍅🌸

Approval By: MMMagnolia

"Do you think I manipulated him into getting me pregnant?" [Rated K, complete]

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Cooties By: KuriQuinn

As the years inch by, the competition between them becomes more and more apparent. It's entirely good-natured on Sakura's side, but the same can definitely not be said for Sasuke. He is as intense in his dislike of her as he is in his love for his brother and parents. [Rated T, complete]

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to have and to hold By: authorizedfiction

in which two seven-year-olds think: what's marriage but a never ending sleepover? [Rated K, complete]

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In Hot Water By: Cinnamunk / rec by @dadada0203

Angling for ANBU, 20-year-old Uchiha Sasuke finds himself facing what might be his biggest challenge yet: A two-man infiltration mission at a five-star resort deep in the heart of Hot Water Country with his once-again teammate. [Rated E, complete]

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Nicknames By: EvilQueenMarika

When the 10-month old Sarada starts giving out nicknames, what would her grandpa Fugaku get? [Rated K, complete]

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Louder than Words By: SouthSideStory

Sakura hasn’t uttered a single word since the day her family died, but Sasuke is determined to hear her, one way or another. [Rated T, complete]

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

Separation By: vvavavoom

She had to leave her precious, perfect, tiny, baby daughter for a whole week. Or Sasuke and Sakura have separation anxiety. [Rated K, complete]

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supernova By: iwasbitch

Sakura had long since gotten over her childhood crush on Uchiha Sasuke, but their lives inevitably become intertwined once again, and this time it’s much harder to ignore those age-old butterflies. How did the saying go, again? You never truly get over your first love? [Rated E, on going]

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Teachers Pet By: Rathen

Follow on to WCL and BS. Sasuke is in angermanagement but guess who's teaching the class. [Rated M, complete]

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Triple Threat By: authorizedfiction

"Holy fuck that's like six sharingans!" Sasuke and Sakura are pregnant with triplets and here's how everyone goes about it. NonMassacre AU SasuSaku. Mostly funny. Sort of crack-ish. [Rated T, complete]

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To Provide An Heir By: InnocentDumpling

A mistake occurred — and then another after that. A series of beautiful, stupid, and careless mistakes born out of their unwillingness to allow their evening trysts to draw to a close. [Rated T, complete]

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The Ghosts of Our Past By: nolongercaughtupinagenjutsu

“Ninja who abandon their friends are worse than scum.” That was a saying Sakura lived by religiously, even to the point of reversing time because her boys were gone and there was no hope for the rest of the world. She couldn’t just abandon them. She wouldn’t. [Rated T, on going] / rec by nonny

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If anyone knows other fics that aren't here or in the first list (Non Massacre AU), please send them my way. Thanks! 🙏

I hope you enjoy these stories, happy reading! 😊

Stay Safe,

xoxo

#theredconversegirl answers things #SasuSaku #Non-Massacre AU #ss fics #ss fic rec list #theredconversegirl recommends

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somuchyoudontknow · 11 months

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Part 2 from me:

With regards to his family and friends using him or taking advantage, I believe it is also partly due to his people-pleasing habits. He has not set proper boundaries.

Also, people do to you what you allow. People make you feel how you allow them to make you feel. I feel that this is the lesson that Chris has yet to fully learn.

And lets examine human nature: if you have a friend who insists on paying for everything every time you all go out, and wont take no for an answer, then what will you do after a while? Many will just enjoy the perk, what more those who do this under the guise of “Oh we are family/bros/childhood friends”.

He has the desire to take care of the people he loves most, and this speaks to his golden heart, but he also does too much. So there is no balance. And when this goes on for too long, it can start to feel like people are using him.

Now, there is nothing wrong with helping or paying for things every now and then, but the only person who can put a stop to it is Chris himself. The only reason he feels used is because he has allowed the people around him to do so without setting healthy boundaries.

And he may have had a good reason to do so in the past, but my intuition tells me he will need to change this and really learn how to build healthy relationships if he wants the kind of love and family life he supposedly seems to be fantasising about.

He can have the life he dreams about, but that ability to build it lies only within himself.

I just hope he sees it, because while things may happen in divine timing for him, a human’s time on earth is finite, and he should not waste anymore time repeating cycles and behavioural patterns that do not align him to his highest path.

Again I say, he may not be fully healed before he meets his FS. My guides say that true, full healing is also a journey for them as a couple.

But he needs to do some of the work before her guides will ever allow him to cross her orbit romantically.

Now Sophia, you may be right that they are currently friends or in contact, but allow me to say that I am not too sure about this. My guides say they have not yet crossed paths. She is too well-protected, which is her blessing for what she has endured in her dark past.

Again, I may be wrong, because only the divine has all the answers.

But whatever that journey for him is, I sincerely hope he makes it. The light at the end of the tunnel is really not as far away as he thinks it is. It is already within grasp, but he must put in the work to heal and grow first, and to align himself.

❤️ StarStruck 💫

I don't think his family is taking advantage of him. If he wants to take care of them, it means he is doing it on his own. It is also my nature as well lollll I hate if someone says "no" to me because I want to be there for my "loved ones" I think in his friends' circle, the person who gives me weird vibes is Tara. She seems to come off thirsty and I think he needs to put up boundaries for these kinds of people. People like Tara seem to take advantage of you and take you for granted and at one point you start feeling as being used.

As far as my prediction about his FS goes, I always say I can be wrong :) and I am going to say it :) Please, feel free to share your opinions with me even if you don't agree with me :) I love to hear everyone's opinions.

And thanks again for being here and sharing your reading and your opinions. We would love to hear more from you 🤗❤💙

#chris evans pr #chris-evans #alba-baptista #intuition #intuitive reading #❤️ StarStruck 💫

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forbidding-souda · 1 year

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Hey hey mod Souda! How are you today? I hope you have a good day!

I always thought about doing this request, oh the day finally has come!

Also, may I say that I took a long fucking time to get used to my gender... And now people are constantly asking my pronouns-- I'm not used to it--- 😭 where am I, I'm scared mom come pick me up😭😭

Anyways! For the request! Could you do Teruteru × Genderfluid reader? 😳

Also also... Happy valentines!

Bye bye!

— 🐭🌙

Teruteru Hanamura with a genderfluid S/O

Why the hell did this take me so long to do hello. Hello my love this one goes out to you. I miss you dearly. Mwah mwah

currently listening: love like blood by killing joke

-Mod Souda

❤ Ever since the two of you first met, you found yourself wondering his opinion on things. Not in the sense of apples vs. oranges, but more in relation to open-mindedness. He doesn't seem too bigoted. Maybe that sexualness he portrudes has no weight on his idea of sexuality and gender.

❤ Which, your theory was only proven the more you stuck around him in class. He was obviously very queer and god did it satisfy you.

❤ You liked him a lot, and the thought of being with somebody who would only label themselves attracted to one side of you is not a preferable situation. So, he seems like your match.

❤ It would be hypocritical if he was anti-gender-fluidity since he partook in multiple 'feminine' things (hair care, eyeliner, basic skincare whenever his sister is around for his birthday with those expensive little passive-aggresive gifts).

❤ He was attracted to you no matter what clothes you wore.

❤ He has always thought you were HELLA attractive.

❤ Other than bluntly flirting with you, he also tried to make you notice that you were different from his interactions with everyone else by trying to loosen his perverted nature towards other people whenever you were around. He didn't want you to think that you don't have his attention.

❤ You have his full attention and all of the time.

❤ Gives you cute little pet-names (some of which have the capability of annoying you) while pinching your cheeks.

❤ No one second guesses him being with somebody genderfluid because, in general, he can appear to be a fluid person as well.

❤ All of his friends will automatically be your friends so you don't have to worry about being unaccepted. His friends are generally very welcoming.

❤ If you do makeup, he will always request you do some on him.

❤ ^ He'll go on basking about it.

❤ He likes keeping multi-colored things in the house. He'll use a pink bathrobe else wear a cute pink apron (kiss the cook?) now that he fully understands that he is with somebody who can welcome the idea.

❤ He has always wanted his nails painted.

❤ And heart pancakes every morning ofc. Unless you don't like pancakes then wowww how dare you.

❤ Genderfluidity is something that he can adapt to easily. If you are still figuring things out then that's perfectly fine, it won't bother him or do anything negative in that sense at all.

❤ And ofc he'll refer to you as whatever you want to be called.

❤ Likes calling you sugar either way.

❤ When the two of you cuddle he loves moving around in his sleep and just claiming certain snuggle positions.

❤ ^ Snuggle is such an embarrassing word I am so sorry.

❤ If you kiss his forehead while he's sleeping he'll let out a cute little half-awake whine.

❤ I'll just say that you can not even explain the concept of genderfluidity to him and he'd just get it.

❤ ^ Like someone would ask him your gender and he'd be like "you know what... I never asked".

❤ Hey man if you're the type of person who likes buying their S/O clothing just know that he'll wear literally whatever you buy him.

❤ Omg cute couple matching onesies or something.

❤ OR CUTE MATCHING NECKLACES IF YOU WEAR NECKLACES.

❤ I think he'd absolutely love matching jewelery.

❤ I'm 100% his immediate family would like you too. His mama will love you no matter WHAT and I am so sure his siblings would at the very least respect you and comprehend your identity.

❤ If he ever is in the situation where he has to describe your identity to people he will do so in the most I-am-in-love-with-them-oh-my-god-why-are-they-so-perfect voice and the most dramatical facial expressions and a blush over his cheeks at the mere thought of you.

❤ "Omg I get to talk about them omg omg" ^

#teruteru hanamura x male reader #teruteru hanamura x reader #danganronpa #danganronpa x reader

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throughtrialbyfire · 5 months

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"Not so Nice Edition" ASK GAME TIME!!!! :D

Tell me about what ever OC you're currently dying to talk about. (And totally don't take into consideration I have the biggest soft spot for bean-plant-boy Athenath. I mean it. Any OC out of any of your works. We all have that one that is over-looked and we NEED to rant about. Now's the time. :3) Or if there's multiple, all the better ❤❤❤

Future

Midnight

Mistake

secret

OOOOOOOOOO i'm very very excited to answer these >:3c i have some characters including the trio i'd like to throw into these! this is gonna get very very long unfortunately HAAHKJFHGKHDFGJK

i answered for emeros, athenath, wyndrelis, talari, maxim, casirus, and syranel!

future: What's the worst possible future for your OC? Are they taking steps to avoid that outcome? Are they even aware it's a possibility?

athenath - it's hard to explain how it would wind up, but if we're talking worst of all worst possible futures? the trio is going to meet the dark brotherhood at some point, and however that goes is still up in the air, but if we want to talk about possibilities, the worst outcome for him would be to lose himself as Listener to the Night Mother. a complete inversion of their devotion to Mara, and the isolation of self that would come from it. athenath is a good person at heart, but they don't believe it, and if they allowed himself to be entirely isolated into the role of Listener and lose touch with everyone around them, SOLELY focusing on their duties as an assassin? they'd lose everything, in a way. they're not aware this is even on the table, if he lets it be.

emeros - emeros is not an angry person, to be honest, but if he loses himself in something he's currently seeking throughout the story… i'm not going to spoil too much, but vengeance is an obsessive weed, and he's got to have the power to pluck it where it stands and burn the roots. he's more than capable of that, but there's going to come a point where he's not even certain he could if he wanted to. worst possible outcome is becoming someone he can no longer look in the mirror, someone he doesn't even know, and losing his connections to his friends through this. he's very aware this is a possibility, and he's going to fight it tooth and nail if he can.

wyndrelis - trying not to spoil too much (as it's both a plot point in the future of CotS and his backstory fic, "Bone of my Bone"), but if wyndrelis returned to a path he used to walk when he was in the College of Whispers, then there would be a very real possibility his own talents would be his undoing and complete destruction. he used to have a mentor who saw insane talent in him, and worked with him constantly and diligently. this mentor is the reason wyndrelis started down a path that could have destroyed him. power-seeking is a big problem for him, and he's aware this is a possibility, and shudders to think what would happen if the temptation to go back arose again.

midnight: What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?

maxim - his home was in the city of winterhold, before the great collapse. all his friends, his family, his loved ones, all gone in the blink of an eye while he was away in dawnstar doing business as a bookseller. he does have nightmares about it, mostly about the "what ifs", what if he hadn't gone out the days before? what if he'd stayed home and done business locally? would he have been in the sea with them? would he have never become a scholar at winterhold, never a professor? when he cant sleep, he makes tea with a calming potion and sits by a window, drinking it slowly and trying to remind himself of the present moment.

casirus - his life as a former vigilant of stendarr still haunts him. he still keeps his amulet close. it means nothing to him anymore. he doesn't have nightmares, but he does lay awake thinking about his time there, what he did, the things he's responsible for. hunting down people for their beliefs, tormenting them for worshipping daedric princes, was he no better than the thalmor that prowl in pursuit of talos worshippers? he has a lot on his mind, and he tries to not let it eat him up. when he can't sleep, or when he wakes up and can't fall back to sleep, he'll grab his lute and head outside to the courtyard and spend time just strumming, returning to the basics, easy things he knows and won't take much thought. it keeps him grounded.

talari - guilt, mostly. she thinks that she should have been stronger, should have stayed with the Synod when the great war was starting, when they were gearing up to fight with the imperial battle mages against the aldmeri dominion. she left because her family had been loyal to the dominion for many years, and she didn't have the courage, in her mind, to fight her family. so, she often ponders the "what ifs" of this. sometimes, if she and deroth duskmire (a dominion defector) are awake at the same time on nights like these, they'll sit together in silence and read, or just talk a little, a sort of understanding with the other without words being needed.

mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?

athenath - i can't spoil it just yet, but there's a reason that athenath became a devotee to the goddess of compassion. she's the only one that he felt could give them absolution.

syranel - becoming a justiciar. he doesn't know its a mistake yet. he was already a low-ranking soldier for the dominion for many years (mostly just doing paperwork or guard duty) and when his talents were finally recognized and he could become a justiciar, he took it without thinking of the effect it would have. he's lost someone very, very close to him due to this decision, and while he thinks that this person was in the wrong, he'll come to realize one day that it was quite the opposite.

wyndrelis - he didn't check the enchantments properly on a staff one time, and it cost someone their life. he'll never really be able to fix it, but he's doing his best to move forward.

secret: What's one secret your OC never wants anyone to know about them?

athenath - he never wants anyone to see them for who they really are: some grieving, scared kid who had to grow up too fast. a lot of their fear comes out as having a temper.

emeros - that he thinks he's a coward, incapable of ever really making amends for some of the greatest mistakes (and in his mind, acts of cowardice or ignorance) of his life.

wyndrelis - he'd give anything for no one to know it was him who caused the clocktower fire in his home town, and he never, ever wants to tell anyone about it.

thank you so much for sending these!! i had a hell of a great time answering them <33

not-so-nice oc asks

#asks #ask games #bishop.txt #theres a reason i associate athenath a LOT with the song 'the killing type' by amanda palmer AHJKSHKJGFDHJKG #skyrim ocs #cycle of the serpent #oc ; athenath #oc ; wyndrelis #oc ; emeros #oc ; talari #oc ; maxim #oc ; casirus #oc ; deroth duskmire #oc ; syranel #my writing

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