#please wish me luck i am very sad

[kuuniichi]

♥️♥️WELCOME TO FGO CHARLIE♥️♥️

#charlemagne fate #charlemagne #fgo #fate go #fate grand order #my art #I WILL ROLL FOR HIM IN LIKE 12 MINUTES #i am crying #I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SINCE 2016 #FINALLY WE WIN #THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY YEAR #OF MY LIFE MAYBE #charle my beloved #commissions open #commissions #commission me so i have money for him maybe? #jk #a few hours later: i failed.......... but i will still try with my poor f2p quartz #please wish me luck i am very sad #edit 2: I WON! thanks to commissions I was able to buy more quartz and get him #forever grateful

[thepinkseashell]

long time no see :)

#hi! i am not dead!! #i worked at a camp over the summer so i had neither the free time nor the cell service to be on here #i feel like its been ages and no one on here remembers or cares who i am. but if you do. hi! how have you been!! <3 #i am doing better. i am in this very exact moment not sad. not in the way i was before. #i am sitting under a tree by the ocean listening to transatlanticism and i am doing okay. #i have friends now. i Might have a full time job soon (wish me luck please) which if i get i will be able to move out by the end of the year #yeah. thats about it. i am more human now i think. i might actually get out of here. thats all. :) #how have you all been? <3

[leah-lover]

Two hearts, one timeline. Alexia putellas x reader

An age gap romance. Part 2

“ We are delighted to introduce you to this young star. She is a 2 time world cup champion, the youngest ever to achieve that. A 2 time NWSL winner. A final’s MVP and just overall an inspiration. Welcome to the show.” said the reporter next to you. The studio was quiet and all you could hear was your heart beating in your ears. This wasn't the first time you were on TV but you were uncertain about the way the news you were about to deliver is gonna be perceived.

“ Thank you for having me.” you respond with a smile on your face.

“ After your recent NWSL win you were the talk of the sports world. Everybody is interested in whether you are gonna resign with your club or not. What do you say to those questions?”

“ Well I am sad to say that I will not resign with Seattle but very excited to say that a team I have been dreaming of joining has reached out to sign me. I have signed a 4 year contract with FC barcelona.”

“ Oh my god, that's exciting. Tell us how you feel at the moment.”

“ Well, I am very excited,but sad to say goodbye to my family in the states and at seattle. I think this challenge is gonna help me develop as a footballer and learn new styles.”

“ Well, we wish you good luck.”

“ Thank you.”

You exit the studio and the weight of the secret drops from your shoulder. You were gonna leave your home for a more competitive team and a shot at the chapion’s league.

Your move to Barcelona was smooth. You celebrated your run at your old club with the girls, took your flight the next day and landed in sunny Barcelona, the weather was as great as they all said. You then went directly to your new apartment. The time zone change weighed heavily on your body so you took a shower immediately, put your sheets in your new bed and laid down as soon as you could. You then opened your phone only for it to freeze due tha new messages and followers you received. You could see all the comments and messages your new teammates wrote on your post congratulating you on the signing and wishing well for you. This made you excited for your first day tomorrow.

When you woke up the next day you were nervous to say the least. You got ready, called a taxi and headed to the facility. You first got a tour of the facility which was empty because it was early. You met as much staff as you could, did your fitness and health test, a photoshoot, and shot some content. By the time you were done your teammates were done training too. You were ushered by the assistant coach to go to the field and meet everybody.

Your heart was beating like a drum. You were standing next to alexia putellas, aitana bonmati, lucy bronze, and mapi leon. Those people are more experienced and have more accolades than you.

“ Everybody please welcome our new signing from the US.” said your coach which caused all of them to start cheering.

“Hola a todos. Estoy emocionado de ser parte de este equipo, compartir el campo con todos ustedes y ganar algunos trofeos con ustedes.”

“Joder, hablas español y tus estadísticas son buenas, nos llevaremos muy bien.“ said patri putting her arm on your shoulder and guiding you inside.

“Si ella hablara catalán habríamos sido mejores amigas.” said aitana sarcastically.

The rest of the day went on great, you had lunch with the girls, you laughed with them, and exchanged stories. They welcomed you very well.

“ for a young girl you really carry yourself well.” said lucy

“ I had to grow up quickly.” you respond to her.

Your first month at Barcelona was amazing. You got on with the girls really well, training was going well, you had your first start within 2 weeks of your arrival and the fans were really happy with you after your first hattrick in the last match.

“Necesitamos celebrar tu primer mes exitoso con nosotros estrella.” said mapi while you were recovering in the gym. Estrella was the Spanish translation of the nickname the fans gave you when you were getting famous, which was stargirl. That nickname was used by everybody you knew, even the press. But from them it sounded different.

“ Yeah sure, just text me the details.” You responded.

You then went home, showered, and rested. You then got a message from the group chat.“ La terrazza. 8:00.”

Since they went there to celebrate you, you decided to show up and show out. You decided on a black maxi dress, heels, gold accessories, and a red lip.

You drove to the club and got there at 8 sharp. You went inside, and headed straight to the bar to order a drink. The girls started coming little by little, and by a few hours you were all jammed up dancing in the middle of the dance floor. However, your captain didn't join you; she instead opted to watch from the bar.

Alexia has been quiet and reserved around you. Maybe she didn't like you or maybe she was just a quiet person, you never really thought about it before.

“chicas voy a ir al baño.” You yell so that you can be heard over the loud music and exit the dance floor.

Surprisingly the bathroom was empty. You got your business done and went over to the mirror to fix your makeup.

“Parece que te lo estás pasando bien aquí en Barcelona..” said a voice from behind you which took you a minute to realize it was Alexia 's.

“ Capitana I am too drunk for Spanish right now.” You respond still facing the mirror

“ You look good. I mean happy in Barcelona.” She said nervously.

“ Well that's because of you and your friends out there. Actually it was more your friends than you since you hate me.” You respond l, alcohol making you braver than you usually are.

“ I could never hate you. I just can't control myself around you.” She says half whispering. “tengo que ir.” She added before she exited the bathroom.

“ This is definitely something I need to visit tomorrow when I am sober.” You say to yourself before joining the girls again. You were told that Alexia left which caused you to have more questions but you didn't give it much thought. You partied more with the girls before leaving.

Your head was pounding the next morning but you couldn't remember anything, only that you had a great time.

The following weeks were nothing short of spectacular. You were training well, winning every game, scoring every game, and you really built a community with the girls. But Alexia was giving you more space than usual which you couldn't understand why.

Jonathan could see that Alexia was cornering herself away from you so he decided to pair you with each other on everything under the excuse of her giving you more experience since she was older than you. She didn't talk when she was near you, she barely even touched you. This caused commotion in your brain. You lost sleep over why she despised you so much.

One day you had enough of the questions in your brain so you waited in the locker room knowing that she wouldn't come to it to avoid you. You stayed there af-ter all the girls left. After a while alexia entered the locker room

“ Have I ever done anything to offend you?” you ask as soon as you see her figure.

“ Mierda, me asustaste, pensé que no había nadie aquí.” she said taking a few steps back

“ capitana please just give a straight answer. What have I ever done to you?.”

“ We talked about this and my answer was nothing, the problem is in me.”

“ when did we talk about this i don't remember anything.”

“ that night at the party now will you please leave so that i can change and go home i am really tired.”

“ Alexia, this is eating away at me. All I want is for us to be friends or just teammates. Tell me what I did so that we can get past it.”

“ You did nothing, just get over it. You have plenty of friends.”

“No puc fer això ara mateix, és massa jove i hauria de proteger-la de mi” she whispers in catalan and leave without looking at you.

You didn't understand catalan but it was close to Spanish which you were fluent in so when you heard her words you could remember them easily. After she left you reached for your phone and translated her words. “ I can't do this right now. He is too young and should protect her from me.”

Alexia’s words shocked you. You felt dizzy and couldn't focus. You never realized that alexia could have anything for you except hate. You loved her and admired her for the player and person she is. You looked up to her kind heart and intelligent brain. But no matter what you thought about it you needed her approval, her attention, and her focus to be on you as much as you were on her. That's why her distance from you left you puzzled.

You knew that you couldn't stay like that, not when your brain was filled with questions that needed answering.

You left the training facility, and headed straight to Alexia's house.

Before knocking on her door your knees were weak and your brain was quiet. She opened the door mere moments later.

“ What did you mean by protecting me from you?” you asked as soon as she opened the door.

“ What are you doing here?” she asked.

“ What did you mean, alexia?”

“ i don't want to talk about this.”

“ well i do it's the only thing i have been thinking about.”

You force your way inside and she closes the door after you

“ You are not this passive aggressive. I know you. I heard alot about you. This thing you are hiding from me is killing me.” you say to her once she is in front of you.

“ Believe me when I say that I am protecting you.”

“ it's not your choice capitana. What are you protecting me from?”

“ I am protecting you from my feelings for you god damn it. We can't be together and that is all I have been thinking about. I have been thinking about you, your body, your laughter, your eyes. It’s driving me insane.” she yells as she slams the wall behind you.

You weren't shocked, you managed to keep your calm. You held onto her hand which was still on the wall. You backed up a little bit and didn't say a word.

“ this can't happen, you are 23, i am 30. I am older than you. I outrank you in the team. I just…”

“ i dont care.” you interrupt her still holding on to her arm. “ capitana i dont give a fuck. I want you. I need you. Do you want me?” you add.

“More than you'll ever know.” she whispers.

The air was still. The tension was high. You feel your body unintentionally move towards alexia. Your face was millimeters away from her you could feel her breath on your lips. You somehow got brave enough to kiss her. The kiss cut short because she pulled away.

“ please capitana i want this. I want you.”

She then kisses you deeply. Her need for you was apparent. She took control of all of you, not just your lips. She picked you up and walked towards her bedroom all while kissing you. She then threw you on her bed.

“ Are you sure estrella.” whispers

“ I never wanted anything more in this world.”

#woso #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso community #woso x reader #alexia putellas fic #alexia putellas imagine #alexia x reader #alexia putellas #woso appreciation #woso request

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

How would platonic yandere king and queen of hearts react to finding out reader saved Alice and is finding a way to go back to their world?

You know what? I'll do you one better! 🖤🖤🖤🖤

Yandere Platonic Queen and King of Hearts (2)

“That’s p-perposterous! My darling child is right beside me, happily eating their lunch!”

The King of Hearts protests adamantly as the dorm mouse attempts to inform the King. Having missed the Queen’s charging envoy. You had to give the rodent props. The guts to try and drag your name right in front of your face to what she hoped was both the Queen and King of Hearts. 

To her luck though the Queen was not here so all she received was the King’s peaceful denial of her information. She huffed glaring at you with her beady eyes as though staring would prove her point. Fighting the urge to smirk you instead closed your eyes and continued to eat the meal provided for you. You weren’t really hungry but you doubted your…father would believe you if you were to say it out loud.

That being said you hoped Alice–who hadn’t found a growing cake or drink anywhere—stayed tucked in your pocket. When you were able to sneak to the bathroom to chat they suggested being allowed to run freely which you shot down. How many movies and stories had this exact situation happen where the small companion died or squashed because their giant friend wasn’t there to help. 

Still if you knew Alice best they were likely going to ignore you. Now with the dormmouse watching you couldn’t chance a glance at the pocket near your chest. 

“My child, what’s on your mind? You’ve been acting out of it since you mother’s gone to hunt.”

You cursed yourself internally. You must have spent too long thinking about Alice now you’ve gone an alerted the only one of your ‘new parents’ that tried to understand your emotions. Shaking your head you planned to wave him off. 

“I’m fine…Father I just am nervous.”

“Nervous? About what, my child?”

This was new. Usually at this point in the conversation the Queen of Hearts would have spoken up. Told her husband exactly what she wished you were feeling; as delusional as she was. But she wasn’t here and this was an opportunity. 

“Well as you know me and Alice know each other really well–”

“Yes I believe you did mention that at one point. Go on.”

“So I’m just a little sad that…Mother has decide to hunt them down.”

You watched the man’s bottom lip jut out in an unironic frown, his diamond shaped pupils darting from you to the other side of his face. No doubt, deciding who to please. If his hesitation wasn’t bad enough the dorm mouse decided to squeak up. 

“If I may your majesty the Queen knows best about the perpetrator Alice!”

“Oh yes that’s right!  A great idea young mouse!”

You wished to bring your foot down on the little rat or at the very least deliver a kick to their tiny traitorous little body. If it weren’t for his easy to sway persona he’d be perfect to convince in your quest to save Alice. But since this wasn’t working you’d have to try the other a bit more underhanded but necessary. 

“Well Father there was something else but it’s probably not worth even thinking about.”

You made sure to bat your eyes and look away sorrowfully which only fueled the King’s determination to soothe your ‘aching’ heart. Puffing his chest and holding you close, he was entirely eating this up.

“Tell me, Love! Has someone hurt you?! Something bothering you?!”

“It’s….my body, Father.”

Pretending to be bashful, you held your face in your hands. Hoping to hide your snicker at his flustered expression. Deciding to take him out of his misery you continued. 

“I wish it was .03 centimeters bigger than it is now.”

“Well I think you’re perfect the way you are!”

If he was actually your father and not the husband of a murderous queen, you’d be happy to hear that. But wherever Alice was, she needed this and no amount of comforting comments would be enough. 

“BUT I DON’T!” 

Faking a torrent of tears you folded your arms over your face leaning into the arms of the chair. Really trying to give off the image that you were absolutely devastated. 

“Don’t fret my Love! I have the perfect remedy for this!”

He happily skittered to the kitchen with you in tow, politely asking for the chefs to bring out the drink that could make you grow. The dormmouse, for whatever was still following sending a spiteful glare every now and then restraining you from taking a peek in your pocket. Despite your expectation you were not entirely sure if Alice was still there. But you hoped she was close by if only to sneak back around and get to it. In the meantime you had to improvise.

“Before I do this I’d like to see an example of it…”

“Oh well I shouldn’t try it. The Queen loves the size I’m at now!”

You had to have respect the man had a real loyalty to the queen and even better the rights of a King.

“How about you try it little mouse.”

“E-e-excuse me?”

“Give it a try for your new highness?”

“Ugh fine.”

The King let the mouse climb the table pouring a small amount into the cap of the bottle and sure enough the little mouse took on a few more inches. Technically you could stop here, the King would no doubt leave the bottle out but you figured extra insurance wasn’t too bad.

“What about if I don’t like it when I’m bigger?”

“Though you’d look perfect either way, we do always have some shrinking cake on stand by!” 

Turning around he pulled out the cake from a cupboard, where he naturally sliced a sliver of the cake to give the larger mouse. The mouse let out a squeak the equivalent of a sigh and downed a good amount of the slice. They let out a diminutive squeak when they looked in the reflection of the bottle.

“My King I don’t think this is the right–”

“Oh Father! I now realize you were right all along!” You made sure to speak louder than the mouse. “I am just fine the way I am if I do grow it’ll be because that’s the way I’m mean to be.”

The King clapped, hunging you tight. 

“Good! I’m so glad my child’s so proud of themself! Now let’s enjoy that strawberry cake your mother left for us!”

Escorting you out the kitchen you watched some of the card soldiers begin to chase off the small mouse. Hiding your snicker you went back to focusing on the King who was happily ranting about some plans of his. You weren’t really listening as you felt for a bump in your pocket—unfortunately finding nothing. 

______________________________________________________

“THAT OBNOXIOUS TRAMP!”

The Queen of Hearts’ voice rang out the entire castle, even though you were right beside her you could tell that was the case. You were once again eating a tray of tarts as the Queen raged to you and her husband about the terrible hunt. 

“Oh Darling, mind our child’s ears and why not have another tart?”

Her glare disappeared for a moment accepting the tart her husband held up to her painted mouth—after that it was right back to pacing. Wearing the undersuit of her armor and her makeup running just from being worn all day she still looked as beautiful as a picture. Even with her contorted face making an angry expression, you could see why the King of Hearts still swooned at her attention.

“Even the blood hounds found nothing but outdated scents! I tell you the mealworm has been all over my kingdom!”

“I see dear. Is there anywhere you haven’t checked?”

“NO I’ve checked every inch of the forest, everywhere in the garden, and even that insane Hatter’s party spot.”

“(Y/n) do you know where she may be?”

The question caught you off-guard, making you quickly wipe your mouth of some left over custard on your mouth. Stifling a cough as you down the rest of the tart in your throat you turned to him. 

Trying to hide the horror in your eyes, you asked him,”Why would I know?”

He tilted his head, his ever present smile on his face. His diamond eyes squinted in your direction, he continued. 

“Because she’s your friend isn’t she?”

It was then the weight in your stomach began to turn. Despite his meek behavior and wet-blanket status–next to the Queen–he was still a King. A King happily married to the Queen that was willing to remember the details she didn’t bother to remember. 

Swallowing the hesitation you shrugged it off, “ Well yeah but she doesn’t really tell me where she goes…she’s kind of always been a free spirit.”

You tried to say it nonchalantly aiming for another tart only to find the presence of the Queen far too close to your face. Expecting her to grab onto your chin, you flinched. Instead she let her painted nails graze upon your neck before caressing your cheek.

“(Y/n)-dear she doesn’t sound like a very good friend.”

It was said in a very calm tone, an alarming difference from her screeching before.

It was scary.

“I mean Alice and I have our differences but in the end we’re good friends.”

She continued to keep her hand on your cheek lovingly tracing the sides of your face.

“So you say…the other Wonderlandian’s threatened you for her right?”

…How did she know that?

“What?!” 

She seemed to chuckle at the terror on your face, placing a kiss on your temple. She brought both her hands to your cheeks letting your noses touch as she smiled in your face.

“You don’t think I haven’t been watching my child from the second you came through that door?”

She chuckled at your speechlessness holding your head against her chest, she hummed a little rubbing the top of your head. Hugging your side you felt the encapsulating hug on your opposite side from the King of Hearts who nuzzled his wife’s head.

“Of course we were watching (Y/n), we’ve cared about you since the beginning.”

“And we plan to never ever stop.”

This moment would have been sweet if you hadn’t been going through the catalogue of events that led to you being here. How much had they seen? How much did they already know? Surely they wouldn’t know where Alice was if they were asking…but the threatening? Even Alice didn’t know about that. 

“AAAAGHH! “OH MY DIAMOND!” 

“hELPP—AcK!”

The ground suddenly began to quake and sounds of shouting drew both the King and Queen away from you an to their balcony. You followed taking advantage of their surprise to wiggle between them both.

“Alice?!”

Turning her head in your direction, she waved as if she wasn’t practically the size of the castle. A spear shot from the ground bouncing off her thigh, which she retaliated by stomping on the whole platoon with the thrower. 

“AAALLLICCEEE! Off with her head!” 

The Queen of Heart’s was screeching again, practically calling on all her forces to pour out of the castle in that instant. Alice seemed to stumble from the new onslaught of guards hiking her legs up to avoid them. The quaking of the ground startled everyone forcing the Queen and King to rely on the walls of the castle; they reached for you missing your ducking from. In more worry than anything you ran to the guard rail, prepared to warn her about the cannons they were hauling out. 

“Alice! Watch out!”

She turned to you again face lighting up with an idea of hers. Intentionally stepping on the card guards she made her way closer to the castle–more specifically the balcony. Already catching on, the King shouted for you.

“(Y/n) get away from the railing she’s going to-”

“Woah!” 

Like you’d done before Alice cradled your form in her hands smiling down at you. Barely noticing the fearful ‘cease fire’ the Queen demanded you were carried up high as Alice cradled you against her chest. From the cover of her hands you watched her stick her pierced tongue out at the Queen before beginning to run off the premise of Queen’s castle grounds.

“Hang on tight (Y/n)! We’re going home!” 

At her booming voice you doubted she could hear your cheers. Still a small amount of doubt bothering your joy. 

If the Queen and King wouldn’t let you leave would anyone else?

#yandere x you #yandere x reader #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderexrea #yandere #yanderes #yandere platonic #yandere platonic queen and king of hearts #yandere platonic queen of hearts #yandere platonic king of hearts #yandere parents #yandere kingdom of hearts

[beevean]

I can't stop thinking about this morning's anon and some of their wording. "This was so scary to write because if any of my friends knew about this my life would be over".

It's short but I honestly felt so bad for them. They really don't need this on top of their other experiences. And what's worse, this is the common mentality now: I keep seeing, on Twitter and Tiktok screenshots, teenagers who genuinely ask if a ship they like is "proship", with the underlying message being "please don't bully me".

And listen to me. I am the most insecure bitch on the planet. I would literally eat my own hands with ketchup and mayonnaise rather than reveal my music tastes to other people. I've been endlessly mocked for my passions ever since I was a child - not bullied, but I've been told by parents and classmates that no one cares, or I'm too old for this, or I need to live in the modern world... long story short, to this day I do not want to be perceived. So I understand the feeling of "you will pry my true tastes from my cold dead hands". I am old enough to know these are irrational thoughts, but to this day I much prefer to keep things to myself.

So listen: you deserve friends who do not judge you.

Again:

You deserve friends who do not judge you.

It's one thing to prefer to keep your tastes private because you're a private person. That's fine! That is your right! But please, if you really think your friends will hate you because you happen to read Problematic™ fiction... no, that shouldn't happen. Especially not on the internet, where nobody should know about you as a person. Friends who do care about you would not think any less of you for something as common (yes it's common!) as enjoying some spicy stories. It is not a crime. It does not say anything about your morals. And it's even worse if you've already suffered in the past, but this goes for everyone.

I don't want to get into the whole pro/anti ship discourse because I am sick of how easily the internet twists the meaning of important words until discussions can't be had because the two factions are not even talking about the same thing anymore. I don't know anon's previous or current stance on shipping, what they meant by that comment, and again the wording worries me a little when combined with that other comment. I do have my thoughts about it that go beyond what "proship" means, and I'll summarize:

not only no one deserves harassment for what they ship, but the only thing you can judge from someone's writing is their writing level. Not their actual personality, not their experiences, and less of all their real-life morals.

Brand this backwards on your forehead and read that in the mirror everytime you wake up.

Anyway. I don't know if you'll read this, anon, but I really wish you all the best luck in the future. And I'm very glad that you approached me to tell me that - as sad as the circumstances are, and I'm sorry for being self-aggrandizing, your praise made my day :)

#important #vent #proship #i suppose this counts #i really do not want to use myself as an example because as i said i don't want to expose myself #but i am so fucking tired of this relentless bullying over something that at the end of the day is barely above the pettiest of ship wars

[bloodyjuls-blog]

Goodbye my lover

Leah Williamson X Reader (y/n)

I suggest to listen to this song: goodbye my lover by James Blunt.

⚠️Warning ⚠️ Angst, sad. The baby's picture makes sense but it's not related to sadness story with the baby.

"Y/n this can't continue like this, things have changed a lot and I think the best thing for us is to get divorced"... Leah said very seriously while y/n's tears began to form around her eyes.

"If that's what you want, that's fine, but let it be clear that I wanted to fight against everything and be able to make you and the little one happy" I said between sobs. To tell the truth, my mental health was in shit, in the deepest hole, and the fact that I now have to go through a divorce makes it much worse. What worries me most lately is my physical health has also worsened and Leah's anger towards me makes our friends hate me, not to mention my job at the club. It is more than logical that I will not be able to continue there.

Flashback

"Hey y/n, I want to talk to you about something, please come with me to the office," Jonas says calmly, like always. Once in the office "what I wanted to tell you is that as a club we are not going to tolerate any type of bad behavior not only at the level of colleagues and even less tolerate how you emotionally affect Leah and your son, we understand that you are going through hard times but I insist, Your behavior has bothered the management, and much to my regret I have to tell you that we no longer want you to be part of this squad, we wish you luck in everything and you have today to take your things. Regarding your settlement, you will be effective in a couple of weeks with the respective compensation" says Jonas seriously. "But Jonas, my personal things here have nothing to do with it," I said, a little shocked because I didn't feel like there was a logical reason to kick me out. I got ready to pick up my things while the girls were at the gym and I went home.

What a bad taste all that had left in my mouth. Once at home, I sit on the couch and watch any boring series while it's dinner time. I know Leah is having dinner with Lia while I talk to my agent about what happened.

Hours later Leah arrives with the little one and I smiled when I saw him, so beautiful and he is only 3 months old. My little one. I reached out to pick up the child. "Leah, I assume you know what happened today?" I commented to her, a little upset but hiding it because of the baby. "Yes, I made the suggestion and I don't regret it," she says, super annoyed. "But why did you do it?" I say a bit borderline. "Your life is getting out of your hands and you're not doing anything, this can't go on like this, I don't even want to see you in this house anymore. You know what? take your things and leave. Don't come back, eveeeer..."

End of the flashback

And here I am, in a park with the car parked while I think about what I'm going to do considering that she didn't even let me take out a coat or my wallet and my cell phone is about to turn off. While my mind was assimilating what was happening to me, I felt a very strong pain in my chest but I deduced that it was due to the stress of the situation. "When I thought I had it all, I ended up ruining it" "I'm worthless" "I couldn't take care of my family" "I'm sure she has someone else" "Will I ever see my child again?" "Arsenal realized that I was a failure as a footballer and decided to kick me out" "where will I go if I don't have anyone" "the girls at the club surely bow down to the captain" and more thoughts circulated through my mind as I cried and was consumed by the cold. It was clear that Leah's car had the best heating.

I decided to take the reins and go to a hotel and that has been 3 months ago. I can't stop thinking about how everyone is doing, the child, my wife or well, ex-wife, Amanda, Jacob, and all the people I appreciate even though they don't like me right now. I see my name in trashy magazines, that I take drugs, that I'm a slut, a drunk, etc. And the truth is that my behavior is erratic because most times during the day I am overthinking and I am attacked by remorse that leaves me at my lowest and so asleep. As if she were gone. I get a message from Leah...

My all and more <3

Y/n I need you to come home so I can serve you with the divorce papers so we can decide custody of the child.

I read the message with great sadness because that was not what I wanted for my little one. I have always idealized a happy family with everything it implies. How wrong I was.

I head to Leah's house and see a car in the garage that I've never seen before, nor did it belong to any girl at the club.

I rang the bell and a girl comes out with Sage in her arms "hello, good, eh, is Leah here?" "Are you the babysitter?" I ask timidly and softly. "No, you must be y/n her ex-wife?" "My pleasure, I'm Sophie, Leah's new partner, come into the living room and she'll come down," she tells me, between annoyed and angry. I head to the living room of what was once my home. "Hey Sophie, can I hold Sage?" She said calmly. "Of course not, Leah has given me orders not to do it" she tells me a little harshly. "Leah what?" "Girl, I'm the little one's mother and I have the same rights as her, you're crazy, let me take the little one please" "no y/n, you don't understand" and she goes with the baby to the second floor.

Leah comes down and looks quite upset.

"Hello y/n, as I told you in the message, here are the documents, sign them and you are free, what do you think about custody?" She says so calmly and taciturnly that it seems strange to me. I feel dizzy and with the same incessant pain in my chest, I want this to end now "whatever you think is appropriate, in the end you are the one who lives with him, but I want to see the baby" I said seriously. "You're not going to see it, and I think you should give me full custody, since I see that you don't even have a job, there's no point in being the perfect mom when you haven't even been able to maintain that," she tells me angrily. I feel more dizzy than before "You're absolutely right, apparently the baby wants a lot of Sophie and I'm no longer relevant to this family" I said a little hurt by the whole situation. "I'm going to let you see the baby today while you sign everything and then you forget about us," Leah says as she calls Sophie. Once I have Sage in my arms, I pamper him, give him kisses, hugs and gestures of love that will never come back. While I'm with the little one I feel like I'm slowly running out of air but I play dumb so I don't have to leave and raise suspicions about what's happening. The only person who knows is Lucy and Ona for obvious reasons. "Leah, can you bring me a glass of water please?" I said very slowly so she wouldn't notice my body discomfort. When she approaches with the glass I prepare to take it and she tells me in a worried tone "you look a little pale, are you okay?" "Yes, of course, I'm just a little tired, this child is very big and doesn't stop" "It's been a while since he was just born, I can't believe it" I say between nostalgia, sadness, concern for everything that is happening to me. "Oh okay" Leah tells me very calmly.

I feel a very strong puncture on the left side of my body, in my arm exactly. And the most sensible decision I make is to hand the child to Leah and prepare to leave. "Well Leah, it's time to go. I want you to know that you are doing very well as a mother. I know that the child will have a good education and upbringing. I would have liked to be a part of everything a little more but hey, that's life. And I hope you forgive me for not being enough. I know I never was. I hope with all my heart that your plans work out for you and you can be everything you set out to be" I say with labored breathing, tears but mostly because of the pain in the chest and arm that makes it impossible for me to stay upright. "It's a shame that everything ended like this, thank you for signing and for thinking about the little one's well-being," she says happily, as if he had lifted a weight off her shoulders. At that moment I noticed the hindrance I was causing to her. Not even 3 months and she had already found another one. I thought that while I moved my left arm and wrist to see if the pain would go away a little, nothing. I get up and go to the baby, I give him a kiss and wipe the tears from my eyes, I try to appear calm that I don't have inside.

And that's when the puncture makes me double over, but I try to hide it while I get in the car to head to my hotel. Which I can't because once I'm sitting behind the wheel I get more punctures in my heart and my breathing decreases drastically. For me it could have been an hour or five, the truth is I wasn't paying attention. What is true is that when I finally manage to get going, my heart feels strange, I was sweating as if I had played 90 more games, I felt tight, everything was burning. My neck, my back, my head, everything hurt and I was spinning. I felt strange, like I was in another body, my body is generally healthy. What was the purpose of all this, having depression, getting divorced, losing my son, my wife, missing the baby's first months, where he doesn't even consider me his mother. Losing my job, my friends, my club, my football. I couldn't take it anymore. I don't know how but I managed to get to the hotel and I feel like I'm on the verge of something strong, my heart hurts too much and not just because of the losses, physically too. And a lot. I'm starting to notice that my back is falling asleep, my arms feel weak. I decided to call the only person who knows what to do "come on Lucy, answer gal, damn it" I say to myself when I see that she doesn't answer me. I look at the clock and see the time is 3 in the morning. I know I'm having a massive heart attack but I can't do anything, I can't move. I call Leah and she answers me super angry "what do you want y/n?" "I wanted to hear your voice one last time, I'm sorry things ended like this, I wish you the best" I said, choked by pain. "You look strange, are you on drugs or something?" She says upset. "No, no. Forget it, I shouldn't have called you, it might be too late (not referring the hour but the life)" I said in a small voice. And I hung up and turned off the phone. I lay flat on the bed and fell unconscious with the only memory of an angry Leah and a wasted life.

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[si11yw0rm]

ghost drabbles #1 (words)

blurb: ghost and you have had a complicated relationship. but one night in the kitchen changes everything between the two of you.

tags: gender-neutral reader, dirty talk, use of doll, baby, and love, dual switching (you would understand when you see it)

wordcount: 2k+

note: worm is tired. if you see this, please make them smile by leaving comments about what you thought. (please, i am typing this from a hospital bed, anything but the doctors saying bs would make me happy)

but i do wanna finish the Kinktober fics and reedit them and probably put out a part two to this, we would see. until we meet again, i shall slink back to my cave.

mdni x fic under the cut.

Ghost was not a very vocal man. Everyone on the base knew that. You knew how silent he could be, even better than anyone else. He had made sure of that.

You stirred the cup of hot chocolate, shaking your head a little. It was one of the reasons you were instantly drawn to him. You were a fan of silence, just like he was. 

Sometimes, words weren't necessary.

Your relationship with Ghost was a tricky one.

When Captain Price introduced you to the crew the first time you had landed on base, you knew he didn't like you straightaway.

For someone so silent, his eyes could be widely expressive. 

Ghost never sought you out, and you respected his wishes and kept out of his way.

And it worked until that one night.

The single night that changed you both forever.

 The roof was open to anyone, but for some weird reason, you didn't expect Ghost to be the person to climb up your spot and find you that night.  

You knew he was surprised to find you there staring at the stars because even in the darkness of that night, you could see his hesitation.  

But he had stayed, and it was a silent agreement that it would be routine. 

And it was. 

Except for where you both went on missions and Price took the team out for drinks, your two souls always found yourselves on the roof every night. 

Not saying anything. 

Just breathing and existing in the same space. 

Till you broke the silence one night, and by some miraculous intervention, he had answered. 

You knew it wasn't right. 

Sneaking behind the other members' backs. Especially Price. 

But for some reason, you couldn't care. 

And you knew the Lieutenant didn't either. 

You nearly spilt the beverage over your fingers as you remembered how he had stared at you last night, his eyes saying everything and nothing all at once.

You knew it was cowardly to avoid going to the rooftop tonight, but you couldn't see yourself facing him. 

Then you heard a cough.

It was unmistakably him. 

You weren't surprised you hadn't heard him moving, but as you turned around, you froze when you saw him standing in the doorway.

Ghost couldn't believe his luck. When he hadn't seen you tonight, he had nearly pulled his gun on himself. 

But here you were, standing directly in front of him, looking like his every fantasy just come to life, and he just knew.

He had to get the words out. He had to. 

They were clawing at his throat. 

He could practically feel them burning a hole in his chest. 

He cleared his throat, grabbing the bottom of his mask, and tugged it downwards before stepping closer. 

You looked so sad and heartbroken that he could feel his cold heart moving around funny in his chest.

"I lied." It was a stupid way to start, and he knew it. 

Your eyes narrowed, and he could see the anger simmering in them.

You had every right to be angry. 

And fuck, if he didn't want to fuck it out of you.  

"What?" You hissed the word out, folding your arms, and fuck him, but he couldn't stop his hands from dropping to your chest. 

You didn't look at him as you hissed again, grabbing the cup off the counter. He could bet that you wanted to dunk it over his head.

"What do you mean you lied, Riley?" 

He knew you were mad when you called him that. 

He was always Lieutenant. 

You always called him that during your missions together over the comms. 

Fuck, now that he thought of it, you mostly referred to him as lieutenant. 

And he knew it was most definitely out of necessity.

But on the rarest occasions that you were happy with him, you called him Simon, and he let you. 

Because he had never met anyone that captivated him as much as you did. 

So yes, in hindsight, you should be mad.

Because it was one of your rules. 

Never lie. 

Lie to everyone but each other.

But Christ, he was a sick bastard because as he looked at you now, he finally understood what Price meant by you being a force of nature.

He was in awe of you. 

Which also terrified the hell out of him too.

His brain reminded him that he had said that before, but he couldn't find it in him to begin to actually care. 

"I lied. When you asked me if I thought about you." 

Oh, he did.

In the nights when you both denied yourself what could be the most divine bliss.

He did. 

During breakfast.

During lunch.

During dinner. 

And after your rooftop nights, when he was alone in his dorm, that was when he couldn't help himself.

He was in over his head. 

So much so it was both fascinating and terrifying. You should be scared of what he could do to you if you just gave him your consent. 

Your jaw dropped, and your eyes got that hazy look in them. 

The look you always had when your mind went south. Ghost knew you didn't realize it, but he could always read you like a book.

A book he was becoming fast obsessed with.

"So you think about me?" Your voice was hesitant, and he nearly laughed. 

You couldn't be that clueless, considering everyone on base already knew he more than liked you.

He released his breath through his teeth, shaking his head. "You have no idea, love." 

He knew what you were going to say before you even said it.

"Tell me. Let me in, Simon. Please." 

His head lifted, and he saw the pleading in your eyes. He hissed through his teeth, holding his head in his hands. 

He couldn't bear to look at you. He knew you liked it the way he did. 

So what was holding him back?

You sighed, and Ghost could hear that telltale disappointment lining your voice.

The unspoken one you had every time he couldn't voice out his emotions. 

You shook your head slowly and shook your head, holding your cup to your chest before dropping back on the counter. "It's okay, Ghost." 

But Ghost couldn't let you leave without telling you. 

He grabbed your arm and tugged you around until you were staring at him, your eyes both sad and understanding. It tore a hole through him.

His hands slid up your arm, coming to rest on your cheek. Even through the glove he was wearing, you could feel his hand burning against your skin. 

He leaned closer, his lips brushing your neck as his hand dropped from your cheek to slip around your waist. 

"I...I want you. I think about you." His voice was uncertain at first, but the conviction in them had you freezing.

"Every hour. Every minute. Every day. God, love. You have me burning me up inside." 

You felt your breath shudder through your lungs, and Ghost leaned away, staring at your lips. He was staring at them like he suddenly wanted to put something inside. 

"I...I think about you. On your knees. In my bed. Everywhere." You couldn't control how fast your breath was coming out of your lungs like you weren't getting enough air in your lungs.

You knew what it meant. The exact cause of your reaction came from childhood trauma you refused to unpack. But you saw the precise minute that Ghost's eyes widened with realization. 

Ghost couldn't believe his luck. His little brat was a word slut.

You, who blushed and shied away from looking anyone in the eye during briefings, loved someone looking at you and talking you through it. 

And knowing it had the knot in his tongue loosening. 

He stepped closer, pinning you against the counter, his hands resting on the counter behind you.

"I think of touching you under the table, especially when we have briefings together."

What was it with him and your briefings? God, he was so far gone. 

He had always wondered why Price gave him an unreadable look after briefings, but now he understood. 

He must have been staring.

His hands left the counter, coming under your thighs to grab you off the ground and drop you on the counter, his hands shifting to spread your thighs apart. 

"I think of grabbing you by the throat and giving you something to choke on. I think of spreading your thighs apart and fucking drowning you, baby. You have no idea."

You weren't sure if you were still breathing normally, and you could feel your head swimming. Somehow, the look of pure desire burning in his eyes was just as dangerous as his words.

Because this was Simon.

"And I think of you blowing me while you are under my table, and it's our little secret." 

His hands slid up your jaw, and his thumb parted your lips, sliding inside your mouth. You didn't think twice before wrapping your lips around it.

Ghost smiled. "You know when you walked into my office that night to grab the files Price asked about?" 

You nodded, and when your eyes shuttered, Ghost knew you hadn't realized that you were purring softly. 

"Afterwards, my office smelt like you so much I was sure I had nearly gone mad." 

"You hide your feelings well." You whispered, your lips still around his thumb. Your eyes were half closed, and you were practically resting your cheek on his palm.

"I was scared."

Your eyes snapped open, and you blinked slowly, smiling at him. "Are you scared now?"

"Yes." He decided to keep it short.

You let go of his thumb, pulling him closer by wrapping your legs around his hips. He stalled himself from connecting your groins together by slamming his hand on the counter.

You smiled, and Ghost knew whatever you had planned was going to be the death of him. 

"That undercover party that Price sent us on. The one where I wore the bunny outfit. You seemed pissed after Soap made a barrack bunny joke. What were you thinking?"

He wanted to say he didn't know what the fuck you were talking about, but he did. 

It was one of the nights he couldn't stop replaying in his head.

"You mean the night where you kept talking sass and outrightly disobeyed me? And then got yourself in trouble. Like I fucking warned you it would? Is that the night you are talking about, doll?" 

You opened your mouth to talk, but Ghost suddenly had a lot to say and it was all coming out.

"God, when you bent over answering that man. It was all I could think about. Spanking you. You were literally begging for it, doll." 

"Wha-What?"

"It made me a sick and twisted man, but Jesus. I wanted to spank your ass red for letting him touch you."

"Oh yeah? You are fucking hypocrite, Ghost. Because you ran out like you couldn't wait to move away from me fast enough." 

Ghost knew you well enough to know you were teasing. You were poking him. Seeing how far you could take him before he snapped, but lucky for you, he was feeling generous.

"Say what you want, baby." 

"Touch me. Like you do in your thoughts. Just once. I need in, Simon. Please."

The Simon was his kryptonite.

He laughed, pushing you back against the counter as his hands dipped down your stomach, lifting your shirt enough to expose your belly.

You held your breath as his hands dipped lower, and he tsked, his fingers brushing against you so suddenly that your back arched off the counter.

What was it about him that made you feel things so intensely?

"You are such a little whore, baby. Look at you. Dripping. And I haven't even touched you yet." 

His hand came up to cover your eyes, and you heard rustling before you finally felt his breath ghost your nose. 

He had taken off his mask.

"Simon..."

His lips nuzzled your nose before kissing a path down your jaw, deliberately avoiding your lips. "Keep saying my name, baby."

His fingers were sliding up your waist, inching your shirt higher, and coming to rest directly under your nipple.

"Simon..."

"That's it. Who's touching you?" His voice had gotten so rough and deep it was like it was vibrating through you, leaving you wrung out and breathless with desire. 

"Simon is."

"That's right, baby." His hand lifted off your eyes suddenly, and you saw a flash of a sharp jawline before he yanked your shirt so far up that he could pull it over your head.

"Can you breathe through the cotton?" You saw his silhouette hovering over you, but you could barely make out his features. You also noticed that he had only pulled the mask halfway up his face.

"Yeah." 

"Perfect, baby. Now, try not to scream."

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[philistiniphagottini]

helluu,  making a request for the “domestic bliss” event – and the biggest congratulations on over 400 followers, you deserve it  ꒰˶´ ˘ ` ꒱ 💐   could i request period comfort with childe  and a moody f.reader  please? 🙏

wishing  u the best of luck with ur event !! 🌷😘

Thank you so very much! I appreciate all the support you give me, you are very kind. I hope you don't mind this little bite size piece I wrote. Enjoy~

cw. fluff, period comfort, female reader

Domestic Bliss

You sighed dramatically, a loud puff of air whistling through your teeth as you collapsed onto the couch, body strewn across your lover's lap. This was the fifth time you had done exactly same thing today and the thought made Childe's lips twitch with amusement. You threw your legs over his lap, your head coming to rest on the arm of the couch as you stared at the side of his head.

"Tartaglia" you whined, pining for his attention like a needy cat.

Childe hummed in response, signalling you had his attention even though his eyes had never strayed from the important looking document he had been reading. You vaguely recall it had something to do with Northland Bank.

"What is it?" Childe asked. 

He idly ran his hand along the inside of your thigh, thumb drawing random patterns into your skin as he leaned further back into the couch. You didn't respond immediately to his question, gazing at him with a sad pout tugging at your lips and expecting him to know the answer. 

"Are you hungry again?" he asked, venturing a guess. 

You shook your head, hair spilling over the arm of the couch as your splayed locks were ruffled from the material. 

"No" you replied.

Childe hummed in thought, tapping his fingers against the inside of your knee as he continued to think. 

"Are you cold?"

You shook your head again. "No."

You brought your knees up, planting both your feet against Childe's strong thigh as he continued to rub his hand against your exposed skin. He still hadn't even glanced in your direction yet. 

"Cramps?" Childe questioned. 

You chewed on the dry skin of your lips, picking at the flaking dirt under your nails as you rolled your shoulders in a small shrug.

"It comes and goes in waves" you admitted. 

Childe nodded along to your words. Your menstrual cramps tended to leave you incapacitated for long periods of time and you had to mostly rely on Childe to help you. Another long sigh fell from your parted lips as you stretched your arms over your head, feet gently kicking against his leg as you tried to get him to turn his head in your direction.

"Pay attention to me" you griped.

"I am paying attention to you" Childe replied. 

Your cheeks puffed up as you let out a haughty huff. "Then put that damn paperwork down and look at me."

Childe was silent for a long moment. He couldn't help the smile that tugged on his lips as he glanced in your direction and saw the adorable way your nose was scrunched up. With a soft sigh he dropped the paper he had been reading back on the small coffee table in front of the couch. A loud squeak was wrenched from your lips as he looped his arms under the bend in your knees and started tugging you towards him. 

"Come here" he cooed. 

He pulled you upright and made you sit in his lap, your body nestled into him as you tucked your face into the crook of his neck. 

"Is this what you wanted?" Childe asked, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear as his lips brushed against your cheek.

You hummed in content, nose pressed against the hollow of his throat as you took a deep breath. You could feel the heat of his body rolling off him in waves, licking at your skin like the coals of a hot forge as he gently coiled his arms around your waist, careful not to squeeze your stomach and cause you any more pain to swirl in your belly. 

"It's a start" you mused. 

A smile tugged at Childe’s lips as he rubbed his hand along your back, easing the tension out of your muscles as you purred like a contented cat in his lap. He gazed down at you with fond eyes, pressing his lips to your forehead once more as he tangled his fingers in your hair. 

"I'll make sure to pay extra, special attention to you from now on."

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[anxious-witch]

Sooo, since like, literally three people asked(like I need more enabling lmao) here is a drabble/snippet from poly!JO soulmate au from August. It isn't finished and kinda a kess so read at your own risk, definitely not up to my usual quality.

Tw for alcohol, vomiting, character's drink being spiked (if I forgot anything, please let me know)

Bojan was born with four stripes on his stomach. Yellow, red, purple and blue. It reminded him of a mini rainbow. When he was little he used to trace them. Wondering how it related to his soulmate.

His parents seemed reluctant to tell him. And Bojan didn't understand. Not until his sister pulled him aside one day before he started school and explained. Soulmate marks indicated something about his soulmate, but his was special. Bojan remembered that she specifically used the word special.

Not weird, not odd. Special.

She said that since his has more than one color, it probably means more than one soulmate. That there was nothing wrong eith that, but that he had to be careful since not everyone would understand. 

She told him it was easy enough to cover with clothes, but in case he needed to, she showed him how to hide it with makeup.

Bojan hadn't been seven for awhile now. He was twenty four and he understood much, much better why his sister was so careful about all of it. At best, people with multiple marks were looked down upon. And Bojan didn't always have the best of luck, either.

He wished he could say that the reason he wanted to convince Kris to join the band was purely because of talent. Not that Kris wasn't extremly talented because he was. Bojan was already laying groundwork to ask him to join. And then Kris tied his hair back in a ponytail, revealing his soulmark.

Four stripes. Red, pink, purple and blue. Perfectly lined up. 

Bojan had to swallow past the lump in his throat. Found one of you. 

He didn't want Kris to join the band because of that thiugh. So instead he did his best to charm him. Teasing and laughing and promising. Kris agreed, under the condition that Jan may join too.

"He is my best friend and my soulmate. I am not going anywhere without him."

How could have Bojan refused?

Kris and Jan were polar opposites that somehow managed to work in perfect harmony. Kris charmed you with his cute laugh and politeness, while Jan disarmed you with flirting and downright filthy things he could say with a straight face.

Bojan planned on telling them about his mark. He really did. It was just that everytime he tried, fear of rejection wrapped itself over his chest.

What if they didn't want him? What if it would make things weird? 

He was a coward. He knew as much. He just couldn't bring himself to tell them. 

His mark ached sometimes. Especially when he saw how gently Jan would kiss the mark on Kris's neck, or Kris wrapping his fingers around the one on Jan's wrist. 

Jan made it worse with the way he wore his so openly. Like a badge of honor. Bojan suggested him to put a bracelet or some makeup on it once, to hide it.

He remembered Jan's fury to this day.

"What, do you have something against it? Do you think I should be fucking ashamed of my soulmates?"

Bojan took a step back, raising his hands in a placating gesture.

"No, of course not...I just think it might be wise not to show it off. People get beaten up for less. I don't want to see you hurt."

Jan looked at him for one very long moment. Bojan felt like he was being carved from inside out and examined.

"Let me worry about that. What business of yours is that, anyway?"

Bojan's mark pulsed under his shirt. He resisted the urge to rub the pain away. He shrugged.

"None."

They never spoke of it again. Years passed and Bojan got used to the yearing that came with being so close and yet so far. 

And then Jure came along. Bojan was still sad because of Matic leaving. That's the only excuse he had for not noticing Jure's mark sooner.

It came to a head during summer vacation. Jure joined them at the pool. And on his leg, just under his knee, was a mark. Four strips. Yellow, pink, red and purple.

Bojan heard Kris gasp from somewhere far away. His own mark throbbed underneath the band aid he put on. The lie he said was that he had a scar from surgery that he didn't want to show. Jan teased him for being vain, but no one ever questioned it. 

He and Martin exchanged a glance. Silently agreeing to leave and give them a moment. If Bojan's heart felt heavy or his mark burned, knowing he belonged there too, well. That was only for him to know.

Bojan was running out of excuses. Jure made a perfect new addition to Kris and Jan. While they certainly took some time to find a way to navigate a new configuration, they did work it out. Sometimes Bojan was so jealous he could taste it. 

Which usually meant he got hammered and left with the first person who wanted to take him home and fuck him. 

Other times, he just got hammered and called Luka through Skype. Luka who'd cursed him out and scolded him for being an idiot, but would still try and get him to take care of himself. Made sure he drank water and had a bucket nearby.

That was probably more than he deserved.

"So let me get this straight. Three of your soulmates recently got together. Which disproved your theory about them not wanting you because they are monogamous. Shocker, really. And instead of telling them now, you got hammer."

Bojan raised a finger in the air.

"And made out with a girl at the party in front of them."

Luka pinched his nose. He took a deep breath.

"And made out with a girl in front of them. Great! Lovely! What's the next step in your brilliant, self-destructive plan?"

Bojan shrugged. Luka sighed again.

"You are a menace. But you are also my friend. Which means I want you to be a happy menace. Please tell them."

"I'll think about it."

Luka shook his head and looked at him sadly.

"Sure you will."

---

He didn't end up telling them. In his defense, he really was preoccupied. Few days later, Martin told him he was leaving the band to concentrate on finishing college.

Bojan grieved the loss of another friend, as ridiculous as it sounded. While Kris and Jan loved Martin as well, it was different. They had each other and Jure now.

So Bojan arranged everything for Martin's last concert with them. And looked for the replacement. Which was how he found Nace. 

Bringing Jan along was his first mistake. Perhaps if he hadn't it could have been avoided. 

Nace fit into the criteria to perfectly replace Martin on stage. Jure even joked they looked similar enough that fans won't even notice the difference. Bojan would, though. He wasn't only losing a friend who he worked with since the beginning, but also his last line of defense. 

His mark ached harder than before ever since Jure joined in. 

He and Jan interviewed Nace and it was all going well. Bojan was finally starting to relax, realizing Nace would be a good fit. He was responsible, but knew how to joke still. They did need someone to keep them in check on occasion. And Nace didn't drink. His guitar skills were amazing too. All in all, perfect.

Up until he took off his leather jacket and stayed only in short sleeves. Showing off a soulmark on his right biceps.

Four stripes. Yellow, pink, red and blue. Bojan froze. 

"Nace," Jan said, sounding almost breathless, "is that your soulmark?"

Nace looked at him in confusion. Jan raised his hand to show off his wrist and Nace's eyes widened. 

"You are-"

"Yes. And I have found the other two. You are the forth."

Bojan felt like he was watching a private moment. Nace seems to be at a loss on what to say, simply looking at Jan like he was a miracle.

"So...only one remains."

A lump formed in Bojan's throat. His mark burned viciously. As if it was screaming: I am here!  Bojan got up.

"I'll leave you to settle...um. This. I think we can conclude Nace is a good fit by what was said already anyway. Have fun."

Jan's heavy gaze followed him until he took a turn in the alley, away from the view of the café. 

The next few weeks were torture. Watching them was torture. The way they all balanced each other perfectly. Jure's jokes and pranks contrasted Nace's mature, thought out responses. Kris' anxious energy was match by Jan's always relaxed state. They mixed and matched and still-

God, his mark burned. Bojan had too many moments where he had to excuse hinself and just breathe. Will the pain away. 

They were all there. Missing only one puzzle piece. All he had to do was go there and tell them. Just-

"Bojan?" Nace gently called out, startling him.

He turned from where he was leaning on the sink in the kitch to face him. Nace was always so measured in his movements, in his words. He told that that was because he used to be wild in his teenage years. He appriciated measured, gebtle approach a lot more now. 

"Sorry, I got lost in thought. Did you need something?"

"I just wanted to talk to you, if you have a minute?"

Bojan shrugged, even as his defense mechanisms rose up. Did he know? How would he have even realized? No. Impossible. 

"Sure. Shoot."

Nace's gaze traveled over his face and Bojan had the urge to squirm. All of them were attractive of course, but Nace and Jan had this odd ability to make him feel like they knew all his secrets. Bojan didn't have time to unpack why he was bith terrified and attracted to the feeling.

"I know this whole thing can't be easy for you. With all of us being bonded, you must feel left out. And I am sorry if I contributed to that by joining the band."

Bojan bit his lip. Oh. That was so thoughtful. He felt even more guilty about lying now. 

"It's not your fault. And I'm-I'm glad you guys found each other. It just gets a bit...much, sometimes."

Nace nodded.

"I can imagine. Kris told me you haven't found your own match yet, so it must be doubly hard for you."

God. He could just tell him. Bojan opened his mouth.

"Nace I-"

"Nace!" 

Jure came running, to show Nace a very specific cat video. It broke their moment and Bojan's sudden bravery disappeared.

He didn't tell him.

Which was why he ended up at the bar again. This time, without any of them around. He chatted up a guy who vaguely reminded him of Nace. Accidentally of course. 

It tricked his brain into feeling safe. So Bojan wasn't watching his drink as attentively as he should have.

He only realized his mistake when the room started to spin. Panic gripped him. If he went to the bathroom, he was going to show he was suspicious. But what could he do?

Now, Bojan will admit he wasn't someone who ever studied the soulmate bond. But even he knew about it. In theory. He tried to block in out of his mind most of the timez terrified of exposing himself.

But in his panic and confusion, he found it. He could feel faint flashes of what the other four felt. And he, idiotically, pushed all his fear and panic through the bond. 

The closest way to describe the feeling was smashing the fire alarm. 

Suddenly he could feel all of them. As if they they were reaching out to him. Jan's fierce protectiveness, Kris gentle reassurance. Jure's playfulness was there, even with his worry. And Nace was a warm, stable presence of comfort.

Bojan's phone rang. The guy he was drinking with seemed annoyed, but it gave him an excuse to step away and answer the phone. 

He managed to make it out of the club, to the fresh, cold air. 

"Hello?"

"Bojan, where are you?"

Jan's voice was sharp and urgent. It immediately brought tears to Bojan's eyes.

"At the bar near my apartment. I'm sorry I-I think the guy put something in my drink. Everything is kind of spinning and I swear I only had one drink! Jan, I'm scared."

He heard Jan swearing at the other end, and there was such an intense wave of protectivness that came through the bond that Bojan felt like it wrapped around him. 

"It's okay. We are coming to get you. I will give Kris the phone now, okay? Stay on the line."

"Okay."

He sat on the ground, to get the spinning under control. He was so tired.

"Bojan? Can you hear me?"

"Kris," he sighed contentedly. 

Kris had such a nice, soothing voice. Bojan wanted to fall asleep to him talking.

"Yes, it's me. Can you tell me how are you feeling?"

Bojan hummed, thoughtful. Woth everything they were feeling, it was hard to pinpoint how he felt.

"Tired. Kinda sick? Not like I'll throw up but like I didn't eat something right. And everything is still spinning."

Kris kept talking to him and asking him irrelevant questions just to keep him on the line. Bojan fought against drifting off, but it became harder.

"Kris," he whined, "I am so tired."

He gently shushed him.

"I know sweetheart. Just a bit longer. We'll be there in a minute."

The rest was a blur. He remembered them picking him up and driving him home, but drugs made everything hazy. Last thing he remembered was being put to bed and then everything going dark.

#my writing #poly!jo #poly!jo soulmate au #joker out #I have zero excuse for this one

[chaisshitposts]

Hi chai hope your doing good sending this anonymously because my sister is following me here so;-) english is not my native language i am arab i hope there is no mistakes I am nervous because it is the first time I write a lot in English and also because this is the first ask I send to someone in this app. Please be patient with me if there are mistakes. Thank you.

I think this is a success story even tho i did'nt fully shift but i got into the void, i did psych-k for the past 4 days i did it when i woke up and when i went to sleep i listen to affirmations tape bc my english suck and it was so hard for me to pronounce words correctly and it was so cringe in arabi bc i don't talk like that lmao anyway whenever i imagine myself getting into the void i thought my first time would be in a lucid dream but my past self had this limited belief that i never lucid dream or even have dreams like all my dreams are just blank space and i wake up and remember nothing so she did'nt take it seriously and thought it was impossible but when i visualized in my psych-k Sessions it was always in a lucid dream so anyway when i fell a sleep last night i had this weird dream where i was in our old house and i was 12 again the whole dream i thought something was off and weird stuff would happen like there was a Rhinoceros (وحيد القرن) flying above our garden! but somehow i did'nt notice it was a dream until i saw my mom and she said hey darling how are you(اهلين حبيبتي كيف حالك) and i was like wtf that not my mom she never called my darling before (حبيبتي) 😭

Anways i ran so fast to my room and looked in the door and i visualized a portal and said it well get me to the void state and i did it and god it felt so good like i am just being without effort or negative thoughts with no hate or worrying i was just a free spirit full of love and happiness. It was a very pure state i sayed there for sometime but i am not sure bc time really did'nt seem real to me there, i did'nt shift which is sad bc that was my goal but i got into the void and now i am sure It’s real and i can do it again

Also i think i been in this state before it felt so familiar when i woke up that felling i had i knew very well like i just felt like i always got into that state but this my first time being aware while experience it so that was beautiful

Thank you for introducing me to this wonderful technique

شكرا لك من كل قلبي حبيبتي💞

Love you chai<3

first of all, your english is super good. second of all, holy crap, congratulations!!! I'm excited for you!!! the void is indeed a wonderful place to be in. lastly, thank you for not giving up on yourself, and good luck to you! I wish you nothing but greatness and prosperity. 🕵️

#— chai's asks. !! ~ #— anonnie. !! ~ #psych k #psych k success #psych k success story #void state #void state success #void state success story

[foreststranger]

DAN FENG - Tethering The Sky and Reaching For Heaven

ꜱᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

↳ 『honkai: star rail』dan feng/imbibitor lunae/yinyue jun (ugh can he stop having so many names??? it makes tagging a complete nightmare) x gn!reader

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

↳ parting ways with silly dragon guy before he reincarnates and dies idk idgaf abt his backstory 👍👍👍

𑁍 ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1.0k

ɴᴏᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

↳ surprise!!!! yet another short fanfic abt a long haired man! anyways happy early 1.3! i wish everyone a very e6 lynx and good luck on whoever you’re pulling for. ALSO HOW TF DO YOU DO CHINESE DIMINUTIVES/HONOURIFICS IN X READER FICS??? 阿Y/N???? OR MAYBE IN PINYIN??? a’y/n or ah’y/n??? OR WOULD IT BE LIKE 阿[the first character of your name] LMFAO

“What do you mean ‘you’re leaving?’ Where are you going?” You ask, taking a step closer to him, trying in vain to figure him out.

“We won’t see each other again. I’ve… done something horrible.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“…It’s not our main concern as of now. I’m sure my punishment will come for me soon. I don’t know how much time I have left with you.”

“Okay, what’s going on? I still have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You’ll understand soon. I’d just like to spend one final moment with you.” Dan Feng grabs ahold of your hands, his grip almost painful as his fingers lock with yours.

“Are you… You don’t love me anymore?” A thousand thoughts rush through your head, yet none of them makes sense. “Do you want to see other people?”

“No, no, no. Of course not. That’s not what I meant. I meant that…” He pauses, concentrating. “We don’t have much time left.”

“But what does that-“

“Forget it. Would you just follow me, 心肝? Humour me. Please.” Your eyebrows furrow at the odd hypocorism. Before you can answer him, Dan Feng is leading you towards the dock. Bright yellow ginkgo leaves drift down from the sky, signalling a change in the year as they fall. There’s a scent in the early autumn air, and it reeks of… gloom; fraught with melancholy and a lingering anxiety that seems to cling to you. It whispers into your ear sweet serenades, singing a cacophony of incoming danger. The signal of change grows to a warning.

“Why are we heading towards the water?”

“Please, 亲爱的. Do not question me right now. Just… let us have a simple conversation. Would that be alright?” He sighs as the two of you exit the main area of the Alchemy Commission.

“I guess… You’re acting weird, you know that?” you sigh. “How was your day?”

“Great. And yours?” He answers a little too quickly.

“It’d be better if I knew what was happening.” Dan Feng turns his head to look back at you, a million words he wants to say are hidden behind his watery eyes.

Your shoe gets stuck in a crack in the stone walkway as you’re busy staring at him. You stop to pull it out but Dan Feng yanks on you, your shoe slipping off of your foot as he continues walking.

“Hey, wait! 枫仔! My shoe!” He doesn’t let go, his hand shaking in yours with a sense of urgency. “How am I supposed to walk without it?” You hop on a single foot, trying to keep up with his pace. In response, he picks you up into a bridal carry, cradling you like a parent would for their child.

“O-oh. Uh… okay. I guess I don’t mind…” You look up at his trembling jaw. Whatever’s going on, it must be very important to Dan Feng. If only he’d spit it out already so that you could offer your comfort. But the most you can offer right now is a small kiss. You bring your head up, pressing your lips against his cheek before resting your head back down on his forearm. The display of affection causes Dan Feng to stop in his tracks, but he quickly starts walking again.

“I...” He clears his throat, a light blush blossoming on his face. “That�� means a lot to me right now. Thank you.”

“It’s the least I could offer you, 枫仔. You look so sad… Tell me what’s wrong.” He looks towards the horizon and the setting sun, a forlorn expression painting his face. The shadows of the evening light leave him looking especially somber. For a moment, he wants to tell you the whole truth. But he holds himself back to spare your feelings.

“I’m going somewhere. And… I won’t be returning. I am sorry, [name]. Truly. I do not wish to part ways but…” He looks down at you. A tear drips off of his face and onto yours. “There is nothing to be done about it. I… wouldn’t have done it if I realized the consequences sooner.”

“You’re… not joking. Would you tell me where you’re going? And when? Why are you being so vague?” You still couldn’t grasp the concept.

“亲爱的，you would hate me if I told you the whole truth. I could not leave knowing that you despised me. But… I’m sure you’ll find out soon when the news gets out.” Dan Feng looks back up towards the sky. You follow his gaze towards a few clouds that are coloured a hue of red from the sunset.

“I love you dearly. I apologize… I have forgone our future and forsaken you. Please remember me as someone you loved, and not a traitor to the Luofu.”

“Er… okay…? You’re really leaving?”

“Yes, I am afraid so…”

“…I love you too. Wherever you’re going, don’t forget that, okay? I… I really can’t believe it. I’m not gonna see you again. Ever…? Will you come visit me?”

“That is not possible, I fear. Though I wish more than anything that I could.”

The two of you reach the harbour. Dan Feng sets you down on the wooden planks and takes a seat beside you, dipping his legs into the water.

“Your pants are gonna be soaked, 笨蛋!”

“I am aware of that fact.” He pays you no mind, looking on into the horizon again. You gently hold is hand in yours.

“This… this is it? The last time I’ll see you? And we’re just… staring at nothing in complete silence?”

“You are speaking right now, [name].”

“What did you even do?” He glances at you. But as you make eye contact, he can’t seem to look away.

“…What are you doing?”

“You ask so many questions, 亲亲. I prefer it when you’re asleep. You’re much cuter in bed, too.” Dan Feng lightens up a little, a smile on his face as he teases you. “I’m just…” He shakes his head, as if to get himself out of a daze. “I’m just trying to remember your face. I need to make sure I don’t forget it…” His expression returns to how it was before, desolate and heartbroken.

“Make me a promise, 亲亲.”

“Go on.”

“We will meet in my next lifetime. And… we will live out a future that we could not have in this one.” He holds out his pinky finger and you take it.

“Sounds nice. I’ll hold you to it, Dan Feng.”

ask before translating, taking inspo from (not copy), reposting, etc. my work. remember to credit me and if you’re taking inspo from it, please @ me as I’d like to see what you do with my ideas!

#dan feng #honkai star rail #honkai: star rail #dan feng x reader #yinyue jun #yinyue jun x reader #imbibitor lunae #imbibitor lunae x reader #.forestfics ☆

[aleeyenn]

HII GUYSSS life update … school ends in almost two weeks! AH!!! next year is my final year of grade school… so scary but also SO exciting SCHOOL ISNT GOOD FOR MEEE😭i have very poor work abilities … ACTUALLY PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF IM THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS LIKE THIS: the more i stress out about something the less i wanna do that… IS THAT JUST A ME THING? i kinda hope so so no one else has to deal with the most horrible demand resistance and stress ever but i also kinda hope not so i don’t feel alone…

but ASIDE FROM THAT … IM REALLY SCARED FOR MY DRAWING ABILITIES! recenrly i haven’t been drawing and it makes me really sad that i haven’t been but i’m pretty sure i haven’t been able to bring myself to doing it BECAUSE of my stress… that’s not the only reason tho IM WORKING AS A CARICATURE ARTIST THIS SUMMERRR😭 i really didn’t wanna but that’s the role i was put into… i feel horrible doing it BUT I NEED THE MONEEYYY AAGH but i’m worried for it because it hurts my hand to do it cuz i have to press so hard and drawing people for six hours every day might drain me from wanting to draw my own stuff… admittedly tho i do think my training for it has sharpened my facial analysis skills and line-tidy-ness but it makes me feel TERRIBLE. thankfully i’m only gonna do this over summer and i have no plans on returning to it next year LOL but i am sure i’ll be able to do something? somehow to allow myself the freedom and time and space to create my own work… all my own work is bfdi stuff HAHAHA minus school art assignments

but yes.. the meaning of talking about this here was to explain why i have been so slow with art… IM SORRY i hate it too… it’s really frustrating actually to be drained so much from something that determines a huge portion of your future But that’s just how it’s gonna be i guess… wish me luck on the last couple weeks of school!!! also my birthday is officially in five days (may 29)!!! YAAAYYY ILL BE 17!!! i’m really looking forward to it HEEHEE okay THANKS FOR READING

TLDR; i haven’t been drawing due to school stress and i am worried my summer job will continue my lack of drawing further (But i am hopeful i will work something out)

#joyjibberjabber #this post feels like a journal entry or something #i haven’t been this open to the public in forever… please be nice

[thefrontofmymind]

ex!reader x matty healy ig blurb

FC: Heather Baron-Gracie

a/n: added on blurb

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rass1975 via instagram stories:

yninstagram via instagram stories:

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yninstagram we look kewl

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ynfan1 OMG YN AND MATTYYYYY

ynfriend sexy beasts xxx

>trumanblack thanks xxx

ynfan2 the goth council has come together to decide all our fates

bedforddanes pale bitches x

>yninstagram ill fuck u up

trumanblack im cool. yn did my makeup, its cool.

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1975fan1 i am frothing at the mouth rn

yninstagram fit

1975fan2 i so wish i was at this party it looks so cool

rass1975 Yeah yeah. You look cool get over it

yninstagram shut up i'm busy

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ynfan1 so prettyyyyy

ynfan2 I LOVE THIS

trumanblack fit

>yninstagram didn’t i just fucking tell you to shut up?

1975ynfan1 ok loving this tension,,,,

1975ynfan2 wait is that matty’s guitar???

>1975fan1 OMG I THINK YOURE RIGHT

nme Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Dirty Hit Records ushers in a new era, with the addition of YN on their roster. This news comes after apparent months of negotiation (and close friend of Matty Healy on her side!) New interview in our next issue!

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1975ynfan1 this has totally convinced me that theyre together why tf would they do a whole photoshoot together if they weren’t

ynfan1 am i the only one who doesn’t like the way they worded this? Like she’s such a good artist, the fact that she’s friends with Matty doesn’t mean anything! She got that record deal on her own merit

1975ynfan2 omg they both look so hot in this

1975fan1 goth parents

yninstagram throwback to when we were allowed outside

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ynfan1 where are you quarantining queen???

>yninstagram with a close friend babyyyy

ynfan2 so sad you had to postpone the tour :((( i was going to toronto

ynfan3 will the new album be postponed too??

>yninstagram hopefully not. Still set for later on in the year ❤️❤️

ynundates yn today performing at Reading Festival!!!

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ynfan1 ok so we haven’t seen her in TWO YEARS and she’s back and a platinum blonde????

ynfan2 newalbumsoonnewalbumsoonnewalbumsoon

>ynfan3 ikr SO PUMPED

ynfan4 did anyone catch a video of when she said something like ‘im in a different place now than when i wrote all these love songs’ and then i didnt hear the end of what she said???

>ynupdates its on our page! The full quote is “I’m in a very different place than when I wrote all of those love songs. Me and him aren’t together now so…Expect a breakup album soon!”

>ynfan5 omg poor yn :(( (though i wonder who she’s talking aboutttt)

yninstagram officially here to tell you that blondes don’t always have more fun. and i’m on tour in North America in three months get ready.

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ynfan1 AAHHH SEEING YOU IN NEW YORK

>yninstagram SEE U THERE BB

ynfan2 PLEASE come to asia!!

ynfan3 when is the album???

>yninstagram beginning of next year!!

ynfan4 yn looks so pretty with black OR blonde hair!!

yninstagram first show lets go

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ynfan1 the COOLEST fit

bedforddanes good luck mate.

>yninstagram thanks mate.

ynfan2 cant wait to see you in Milwaukee!!

1975ynfan1 does anyone else think its weird that yn and the 1975’s tours match up cities like 4 times???

>1975ynfan2 probably just a coincidence, there’s only so many cities in america

>1975ynfan1 idk its just yn and matty havent interacted in so long and it seems like theyve both gone through private breakups recently,,,,got me thinking

>ynfan3 maybe not the best to speculate on people’s private lives?? Lets just leave them to it?

yninstagram new single out now. Not Another Rockstar. its cool.

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ynfan1 omg wait the caption??? Is that a matty reference???

>ynfan2 idkkkk IM HERE FOR THE DRAMAAA

ynfan3 yn is straight up ethereal

charli_xcx so proud of youuuuu

>yninstagram Xxx

yninstagram london r u ready??

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ynfan1 so jealous im not there!!!

ynfan2 obsessed with this makeup!!

pollymoney looking lush!!

ynfan3 come to nz!

rollingstone “Growing into different people can hurt, but it’s always the way of life, we just have to move on” - YN talks touring post-covid and new album! Link in bio!

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yninstagram thank you for having me.

ynfan1 need to punch whoever she was talking about with the quote in the article ‘I was badly hurt by my ex, he’s said some horrid things about me when I thought our breakup was pretty amicable.’

ynfan2 i remember when yn was just starting out and now look at her!!

ynfan3 mother was mothering in this shoot

yninstagram what happens on tour, stays on tour. this includes going to bed at a reasonable hour and being on vocal rest for 20 hours of the day.

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ynfan1 saw you in Lisbon!! Best concert ive ever been to!!

ynfan2 omg obsessed with that top…

1975adam the joys of tour life hey?

>yninstagram dont i know it?

yninstagram new album, Nothing Matters, is out tomorrow. this is such a personal album for me, showing the deepest parts of myself. 

To you (you know)

Even though we spent months tearing each other apart, and we’ve both said some questionable things in retaliation, you know I’ll always hold you in my heart. I was at my best with you and I hope one day we can reach a point when we can be friends. I miss you and all the funny things you tell me when you stoned off your nut and barely knew how to speak anymore. 

Thank you, darling. For everything.

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charli_xcx beautiful album baby. top of 2023!

ynfriend love it!!

rass1975 well done mate. Its a good’un

trumanblack love it.

>yninstagram x

#matty healy x reader #matty healy blurb #matty healy imagine

[cecilebutcher]

ღLaufey songs I associate with twst boysღ

I’m back on my musical bullshit😎 just so we’re clear, this has zero thoughts, behind it o7 Enjoy!!

!!Don’t like,it does nothing. Reblog instesd!!

Characters: Every nrc student + some oc’s

Riddle Rosehearts: like the movies

“Maybe I'm just old fashioned. Read too many fairytales. It's no wonder I've had no luck, no one's ever good enough. I want a love like I've seen in the movies.That's why I'll never fall in love”

Trey Clover: I wish you love

“And in July a lemonade. To cool you in some leafy glade. I wish you health. And more than wealth. My breaking heart and I agree. That you and I could never be. So with my best, my very best. I set you free”

Cater Diamond: someone new

“I have to get off Instagram. I keep on going back. Looking at our memories. I know that you will soon delete. We turn to strangers in a day. Now you walk away. Every time I catch your eye. When did you become so shy?”

Ace Trappola: Best friend

“I have never tolerated someone for so long. I've never laughed so much. I haven't written a sad song. There's no one else I'd rather fall asleep with. And dream with. You're my best friend in the world”

Deuce Spade: just like Chet

“Why did you put me through. 11 months of "you're so pretty's, " "I miss you's"? It's absurd what even occurred between autumn and spring. If you never loved me. In a perfect world. I wouldn't have met you that night. Would've stayed with my friends. And just danced 'til the morning light”

Leona Kingscholar: Valentine

“I've rejected affection. For years and years. Now I have it, and damn it. It's kind of weird. He tells me I'm pretty. Don't know how to respond. I tell him that he's pretty too. Can I say that? Don't have a clue”

Ruggie Bucchie: Promise

“It hurts to be something. It's worse to be nothing with you. I've done the math. There's no solution. We'll never last. Why can't I let go of this?”

Jack Howl: lucky for me

“When the sun goes away in the autumn. And the leaves trickle down from the trees. The heat of the summer's forgotten. You'll be here, so lucky for me. You don't tell me to shut up. Even when I talk too much you smile at me. Say, "Don't worry"”

Azul Ashengrotto: From the start

“Oh, the burning pain. Listening to you harp on 'bout some new soulmate. "She's so perfect, " blah, blah, blah. Oh, how I wish you'll wake up one day. Run to me, confess your love, at least just let me say”

Jade Leech: above the Chinese restaurant

“Street sounds blistered with neon lights. Heard the neighbors snoring every other night. Eating dumplings from next door. Finish 'em up they'd give us some more. Didn't realize we had it all. Even when the roof came caving in that fall. Oh, I loved you more than you know. Covered in the flakes of crystal white snow”

Floyd Leech: dancing with you tonight

“Silly boy, don't talk to me. I don't have the energy. Please don't ask to dance with me tonight. I do better on my own (on my own). I don't mean to come off cold (come off cold). But my dear, I'm all danced out tonight. Now the gin is hitting me. And it's almost half-past three. Am I crazy or seeing things? I'm sorry if I can't go for another swing”

Kalim Al-Asim: Magnolia

“A word from her lips, her sirens kiss. Will send you straight into abyss. Magnolia, I wish she'd give her secrets away. Enchants everyone and I think it'd be fun. To be like her someday. But I cannot compete with her. Perfection is the only word. I think of when I think of Magnolia. She doesn't know that the world is turning just for her”

Jamil Viper: Street by Street

“Step by step, brick by brick. I'm reclaiming what's mine. This city is way too small. To give away to just one guy. Street by street, breath by breath. From the Back Bay to the sky. I'm taking back my city. I'm Taking back my life. The cafe Where you asked me for my name. The bookstore we spent Five hours hiding from the rain”

Vil Shoenheit: beautiful stranger

“What if I would've stayed on the train? Dared to stand up and ask for his name. Maybe we would have exchanged a few words. A fairytale moment could have occurred. But my beautiful stranger will have to remain. A stranger until I see him again. See him again. Hmm, mmh.”

Rook Hunt: fragile

“The soft candle glow. The music so slow. Your skin on my skin. The room is spinning. Nerve in my bone. I'm shaking oh no. I'm talking though I shouldn't be. I've lost all sensibility. I've never been so fragile”

Epel Felmier: falling behind

“'Cause the sun's engaged to the sky. And my best friend's found a new guy. I'm only getting older. I've never had a shoulder to cry on. Someone to call mine. Everybody's falling in love and I'm falling behind”

Idia Shroud:this is how it feels(ft. D4vd)

“This is how it feels. To fall in love with you. To always think of you. To always dream of you. Yes, it hurts so much. To fall in love with you. So if this is how it feels. Tell me if our love is real. There's some type of strange appeal. To the way it was so effortless, uh. I cannot help it”

Malleus Draconia: Bewitched

“You bewitched me. From the first time that you kissed me. Waited all night. Then we ran down the street in the late London light. The world froze around us, you kissed me good night. You bewitch me. Every damn second you're with me. I try to think straight. But I'm falling so badly, I'm coming apart. You wrote me a note, cast a spell on my heart. And bewitched me. Bewitched”

Lilia Vanrouge: night light

“Cardboard boxes covеring the floor. Guess I won't be living in here anymore. Take down the posters of the pop stars on the wall. Empty room, it looks so small. All of the laughter. All the sleepless nights. Waiting for ever after. Snow falling outside, keeping on the night light”

Silver (Vanrouge): let you break my heart again

“One day, I will stop falling in love with you. Some day, someone will like me like I like you. Until then, I'll drink my coffee, eat my pie. Pretend that we are more than friends. Then of course I'll let you break my heart again. Some day, one day. I will stop falling in love with you. Until I do. I'll be thinking of you. Let you break my heart again”

Sebek Zigvolt: dear soulmate

“Dear soulmate. Do you think of me? 'Cause I do. Do you have green eyes or are they brown like mine? Do you have a sister too? Dear soulmate. One day I'll give this song you. We will drive up to the mountains? Camp in a little tent? When the bears come at night. Will you put up a fight? Or will you hide with me in my flashlight?”

Ibhana “Vesper” Baske: questions for the universe

“Falling in love feels more like crashing. Stars spin around my head. So I'm asking. Will my worries ever melt away? Mm. Run out of sentences to say. Wish that I could put this into better words. Will I ever fall in love or will I always search?”

Tao Yúchi: second best

“I'll never forget how stupid in love I felt. I'll always regret how I couldn't ever tell. That you walked a little faster, left me behind. Kissed me with somebody else in mind. I loved you so much. That I settled for less. Oh, you were my everything. I was your second best.”

Igor Kazentoc: serendipity

“I won't pretend I've been anxious. Just like I've always been. This time it's sticking. And time just stops ticking. When I have my arms around you. Four-leaf clovers and lucky dimes. Coincidences and cosmic signs. Have proved that I am quite naive. I'm falling fast, filling gravity. And all that I see is serendipity”

Junto Shuisha: everything I know about love

“I wouldn't mind (ahh). I heard that falling fast is so divine. Are these songs just telling plain old lies? 'Cause that's everything I know about love (ooh, ooh). Everything I know about love (ooh, ooh). I don't know that much at all. I trip, I fall. Every time I try, it's all too much. That's everything I know about love”

Jasper Spade: slow down

“I wish it would slow down. Even for a second. I'm so old now. Left my adolescence. Going out to parties. And getting way too drunk. Think I found somebody. But don't think that it's love. I wish it would slow down. Slow down. Mhm, mhm. ”

Aikat Spanos: I’ve never been in love before

“I've never been in love before. I thought my heart was safe. I thought I knew the score. But this is why. It's all too strange and strong. I'm full of foolish song, and out my song must pour. So please forgive this helpless haze I'm in. I've really never been in love before”

Phobes Spanos: what love will do to you

“Lately, I've been in a haze. Running late, can't think straight. The world feels smaller, yet the trees look taller. There's enchantment in the air. I know I sound stupid, I do. That's what love will do to you. Read my favorite book. For the hundredth time. At least I know of how it ends. In real life it just all depends”

Yes I know I placed valentine for my baby boy Sebek in the last post, but it fits Leona this time ok?

Anywho hope ya’ll enjoyed this as much as I had fun writing this:D

Finally back to posting shit!! I have had this in my drafts for ages

!!requests are open!!

comments are more than appreciated. but reblogs help the content reach more people so please reblog if you want to like<3 likes do nothing. Seriously, don’t like, reblog.

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[kiyolovesart23]

Cry me a river

As promised a neuvillette piece however, I’ve decided to make it angst cause why not (sorry yall don’t throw tomatoes please)

Slight Ayato x fem

Angst

Neuvillette x fem!reader

It all started on a warm sunny day, birds were cheeping and the weather was signifying a happy happy day, but then why is it that her mood was so sad? Sour even. She paced around here and there wondering if she should actually voice her thoughts and finally she decided to do so.

Neuvillette snapped back into reality after he heard what she just told him, after all he didn’t quite understand what she told him or maybe he didn’t want to process it.

“P-pardon dearest?”

“Yes, I said it, I think maybe we should part ways neuvillette..”

She was always a strong minded person and she was never to back down from a challenge, so why was she stepping down from the love of her life? She didn’t want to in all fairness but the people of Fontaine seek something else. Neuvillette is the chief justice after all, only someone as strong as clorinde would be suitable for him. So when she went her way back from grocery shopping to have once heard this conversation among Fontaine people, she felt her heart break, she never let anyone else’s words dictate her life but this thought plagued her mind for days. And unfortunately neuvillette wasn’t there for those days beside her to reassure her.

“You wish for us to separate?.. w-why..?”

She felt his heart break and his voice quiver which in turn made her own heart break and at last she finally poured out her feelings and thoughts.

“Let’s face it neuvillette.. you.. you and I we.. were a whole different league.. I’m just a petty lawyer and you’re.. chief justice.. I’m not worth your time.. you deserve people like.. *her voice quivered* like… clorinde.. not me.. I’m..” she stopped… her tears blurred her vision and she couldn’t see anymore

“Darling… who told you that..? You’re not a waste of my time infact I’m so lucky I got with you, you’ve opened my eyes on how it feels like to love and to be comfortable around someone, you’ve given me joy even at my lowest so, don’t you think I should do the same for you? If it’s anyone that I wasn’t to spend my life with it’s you, I don’t care what others think and neither should you so.. please…”

She forgot to add one last detail however…

“No. I’m moving to Inazuma.. my hometown, my partners have enthroned me to the commissioner.. my childhood friend..” she said with a heavy heart.. she didn’t want to leave him but she couldn’t go against her parents either..

“What..? Darling you possibly ca-“

“Yes! Yes I am”

No. No I don’t want to.

Without saying anything she leaves, slamming his office door shut and neuvillette.. he falls in his chair, tears forming in his eyes

While you went to Inazuma the next day Fontaine was raining for a couple of days, weeks even, neuvillette couldn’t stop brooding, he was more serious and sad than ever. He didn’t open his heart to anyone else, hoping you would come back

Hoping you would come back to him again.

ITS VERY POORLY WRITTEN KM SORRY TO DISAPPOINT 🙁🙁🙁

GOOD LUCK ON YOUR PULLS BBGS YALL WILL GET THE OTTER, meanwhile im team ayato, lmk in the messages thingie if you want pt two of this or maybe Ayato😏😏😏😏

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Can you write a fluff Benedict Bridgerton request where Lady Whistledown decides to publish a lie that the reader (a close Bridgerton family friend) is engaged in order to get Benedict to admit the feelings he’s harbored since their teens for her despite his family’s meddling?

Lady Whistledown Knows Best

Warnings- If you have mommy issues this will make you sad because your mom comforts you in this... so good luck with that lol.

Pronouns- They/Them

Word Count- 911

Summary- Lady Whistledown publishes a not so true congratulations to a not engaged reader that sends the ton into a frenzy.

Dearest Readers,

It seems we have a rather special announcement. We have our first engagement of the season, and that honor goes to our very own Y/N L/N. It truly is a shock who is this mysterious suitor that came out of the woodwork so fast? And here I was thinking Benedict was destined to be with his childhood friend forever. However, you know what they say the early bird truly does get the worm. I wish the rest of you an eventful season and hope you do not end up like our poor Benedict.

Yours Truly,

       Lady Whistledown

I was in utter shock over Lady Whistledown’s paper why would she publish such outlandish lies. Has she always been spreading lies and we just believe them. I feel like I can’t breathe she just ruined my chances of ever finding a suitor. Where did she even get these ideas especially thinking Benedict would ever choose me. We have been bickering constantly since we were children.

I was interrupted from my internal panicking by rapid knocks on my door. 

I hear my mother's voice filled with joy “Y/N why did you not tell me you were betrothed. I can not believe you were the first of the season! I am so proud!”

I quickly rip open the door to see my mother’s eyes filling with tears of joy. 

Shaking with anxiety I swallow hard to try not to vomit “Mother I do not know where Lady Whistledown got these outlandish ideas but none of them are true! She has ruined my chances of ever being married now I will be unbetrothed forever!”

My Mother frowns and pulls me into a tight hug “It is okay my dear we will prove these accusations to be falsed and you will continue with the season like nothing happened.” My mama has always had a way at calming me down and pets my head like she did when I was a child. “I am sure the Bridgertons are upset as well I can not believe Lady Whistledown would air his love for you out to the world.”

“Mother what on earth are you talking about Benedict and I have disagreed on everything since we were children. I can’t imagine him wanting to be with someone who fights with him his whole life.” I let out a fake laugh trying to not let my disappointment show.

My Mother laughs, “Darling you fight like an old married couple that’s the difference. Why don’t we go visit the Bridgertons I am sure you and Benedict need to talk and I’d love to talk to Violet about the whole situation.”

“I guess that would be fine... but just so I can prove everyone wrong and show that he does not harbor feelings towards me.” I say pointing my finger at her and furrowing my eyebrows.

She laughs and shakes her head “Can you please ask them to prepare the carriage well I get ready.

I nod fustrated that she is amused with this whole situation. I quickly turn to the door and storm off to open it so I could go to the servants entrance. I am however greeted to surprise when I swing open the door Benedict is standing right there holding his hand up preparing to knock. Benedict gasps in shock at me swinging the door open with his hand still in up in the air.

“Um.. Hello Benedict. I’m.. so sorry about what Lady Whistledown said about you.” I step to the side, “Uh... would like to come in so you don’t have to hold your hand in the air forever?”

“Oh! Right of course.” Benedict says way more nervous than usual. He quickly puts his hand down and wipes them on his pants.

“I.. wasn’t expecting company. Let me go prepare some tea.” I go to turn away from Benedict but he quickly grabs my arm and pulls me back.

“Who are you betrothed to! Because I am sure I told everyone in the ton that I was planning to court you!” Benedict rushes out.

I blink a couple of times trying to process what Benedict just said. I surely must of heard him wrong so I respond, “excuse me?”

“Who are you betrothed to?” He asks slower this time.

“No one Lady Whistledown has no idea what she is talking about!” I gasp out.

“Oh..” Benedict says a little embarrassed. “I wish I had confessed my feelings more like a gentlemen then.” He mutters and fidgets with his hands.

I smile which slowly turns into laughs and Benedict starts to turn red. 

“I am sorry my feelings are amusing to you Y/N I will just leave then,” he grunts out upset.

I quickly grab his arm, “That is not what I meant at all! It’s just we knew each other our whole lives with us to embarrassed to tell each other how we feel and all we needed was for some anonymous person to make you jealous.”

Benedict smiles, “So you return my feelings as well?”

I nod and blush well Benedict has the widest smile “I bet it was Eloise who wrote it she always hears me whine about you and has been pushing me to tell you forever.” Benedict laughs.

“Well your sister does know what is best,” I smile.

“Ugh, don’t say that she already has a big head. Let’s just say Lady Whistledown knows best.” He groans out.

“I like that”

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