#sorry i'm basically blabbering nonsense

[mafuluzx]

Can I have a Lloyd x m!reader⁉️ basically reader is a villian and is almost like himiko toga. reader basically asks Lloyd for his blood so Lloyd is obviously confused so one of readers teammates r like " reader ain't no way ur in love with the person we've been fighting" and the ninjas find out that to reader blood = love or sum like that⁉️( ik its silly request but😭)

It's not silly at all, don't worry!!! And I'm sorry this took so long! My motivation has just been kinda down for a while. I'm not sure if this is good enough, but I tried my best.

WARNING! Needles, for those who cannot handle them.

Lloyd x male reader oneshot!

Takes place in the start of season 12, Prime Empire

Love it?

"We're almost there, come on!" Lloyd quietly lead the team towards one of the many warehouses in Ninjago city. Apparently the mechanic, as he calls himself, was apparently in there right now, ready to steal a motherboard to some old video game that was only available in arcades, and even those had been shut down for reasons unknown.

Soon enough, the ninja got to the ware house as they heard speech from inside. They couldn't hear everything clearly, but the sentences "Find it!" and "The motherboard is all we need!"

Lloyd placed a finger on his lips and motioned for the ninja to keep quiet as they moved right next to the main doors.

The ninja hesitated to enter as they heard someone, someone else, laugh manically inside the ware house. Lloyd ignored it, and instead motioned for the others to go in, before he counted to three.

And on three, they burst into the building, the mechanic and his goons stiffening up as they got on guard. Everyone wore stiff and worried expressions... except one.

"Sorry to crash the party boys!" Nya let out the mechanic growled, before Jay joined in.

"Guess our invitations got lost in the mail, huh?" The blue ninja spoke before reaching out to pull out his weapon, but Lloyd quickly placed a hand in front of Jay, stopping him.

"No weapons, guys. These are just low level thugs." He spoke as Cole smirked.

"My fists are my weapons!" He le out as he punched the air.

"I would not classify the Mechanic as low-level. He's suspected in thirty-six unsolved criminal cases, not mentioning the unnamed accomplice." Zane commented as the mechanic smirked, before clearing his throat.

"Thirty-seven." He simply stated before his robotic arm extended, hitting Zane and sending him flying to the other side of the room. Without a second to waste, the ninja split up to fight the mechanic and his goons.

Lloyd didn't let his guard down for a second, even when he noticed one of the goons, dressed a little differently than most, storing at him with wide eyes. The boy's eyes glimmered like crystals as they stared straight at Lloyd mid fight.

Although the boy himself was currently fighting Zane, it was like the white ninja wasn't even there. Although it made Lloyd somewhat nervous, he ignored it as he knocked down one of the mechanic's goons, before kicking another out of the warehouse with a powerful kick.

But suddenly Lloyd felt someone shove him to the ground from behind. He and the person rolled into a corner, away from the fight, before Lloyd finally saw the person. It was the boy who had been staring at him earlier.

"Hey, Lloyd Garmadon, right?! My name is (y/n), (y/n) (l/n), just so you know. Ah, I can call you Lloyd, right? Or is Green Ninja better? Kyaahh! I can't believe I'm speaking to the Green Ninja! Oh, what if he thinks I'm annoying... Doesn't matter!" The boy blabbered on and on as Lloyd tried to punch and kick him away, and failed, every time. The boy was on all fours on top of Lloyd and kept him pinned to the ground as he talked.

"Ahhhh! I don't know what to do! Hehehee..." The boy named (y/n) spoke a bunch of nonsense before suddenly pulling out a knife and pressing it gently against Lloyd's face.

The boy muttered something, but it was too quiet for Lloyd to hear. Knowing he might me killed at any moment, Lloyd stopped struggling, and instead grabbed the hand that was holding the knif. He needed to act fast.

"Lloyd, Lloyd, I wont kill you~! Just-" Before (y/n) could say anything else, Lloyd twisted his wrist so that he dropped the knife. In a few swift movements, Lloyd finally kicked off the other boy, before running back into the fight and after the mechanic, who had just called out.

"(l/n)! Stop fooling around!" The mechanic called the boy his last name, as the boy's twisted smile turned into a childish pout.

"But, but, but, buuuuuuut! It's the Lloyd Garmadon!" The boy called back, but the mechanic only scoffed.

"Then stay if you'd like, return to base once you've held this guys off long enough." The mechanic said before pulling one of his goons up, and running to an open window.

"Aye, aye, mech-man!" The boy called after him as the mechanic jumped out of the window with one last shout.

"It's boss to you, blood sucker!" The mechanic then disappeared out of sight, before Lloyd called out.

"Zane, Cole, Nya! Go after him! We'll hold the rest of them back." Lloyd instructed as Zane, Cole and Nya charged out of the same window, leaving Jay, Kai, and Lloyd to fight inside the warehouse.

"Blood sucker? Hey, are you vampire?" Jay was the first one to do anything. No one was attacking the opposing side yet. The goons had all been knocked out, leaving only the boy named (y/n) (l/n) to smile at the three ninja. Well, just mainly the green ninja, but whatever.

"Jay, vampires aren't real." Kai stated as Jay turned ´his head to the red ninja.

"How would you know? Have you ever seen one?" Jay asked before Lloyd sighed, and spoke up.

"Jay, concentrate. Now, sorry to say, but we'll have to take you down!" Lloyd said the last part to (y/n), who weirdly looked nothing but happy with the statement.

"Oh, the Lloyd Garmadon is talking to me! Kyahh!! What an honor, what an honor! Oh, quick question, may I have a blood sample from you?" (y/n)'s tone suddenly changed as he pulled out a syringe from behind his back.

"No way! I hate needles!" Jay spoke before (y/n) turned his head towards the blue ninja.

"Shut up! I wasn't talking to you." (y/n) scoffed before turning back to Lloyd with a beaming smile.

"So what do you say? It'll hurt just a bit!" Lloyd watched as (y/n) waved the syringe around like a nurse gone mad.

"No thanks." Lloyd simply answered as Kai spoke up.

"Um, this is getting weird, so how about we fight this out instead?" (y/n) looked taken back for a second, but in the end lowered the syringe and pulled out a knife with his other hand.

"Sure!" He beamed before charging towards the ninja without warning. Before the could as much as dodge, (y/n) had already slashed past Lloyd, making a deep cut in his leg.

"Don't worry, the knife is fully sanitized!" (y/n) spoke leisurely as Kai and Jay ran towards him. But (y/n) knocked the two away easily, making it look like he was fighting a bunch of toddler instead of the all-powerful ninja.

Lloyd pressed on his bleeding leg before trying to get some space between himself and (y/n), but the latter was much faster, charging and pressing the syringe behind Lloyd's knee.

Quick as lightning, he drew in some blood before ripping the syringe away.

"Don't worry, it's fully sanitized too!" (y/n) spoke again, of course talking about the now filled syringe.

"Oh this is perfect! Ah, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do!" (y/n) spun around with the syringe in hand, ignoring the three ninja approaching him slowly.

"Oh, wait, I was supposed to go back. I completely forgot!" (y/n) suddenly let out in realization, before whipping around to face Lloyd, who had gotten up even with his bleeding leg, fists drawn and ready to punch (y/n).

"It was so nice to meet you, Green Ninja!" (y/n) beamed before throwing himself onto Lloyd, giving the Green Ninja a hug before kissing Lloyd on the cheek.

"I gotta go now! I'll miss you!" (y/n) jumped away without a warning to the entrance of the warehouse, before turning back one last time and waved to Lloyd with a smile.

Lloyd noticed something had changed about the boy in the midst of the fight, strangely. A ring had appeared on his ring finger, as if out of thin air.

It made Lloyd wonder, and look down at his own hands too. What left Lloyd even more puzzled was the ring that had appeared on himself, and it definitely matched with (y/n)'s. Jay and Kai saw that too.

"Uh, did you get engaged to a stranger?" Jay questioned as a half joke, before Kai spoke up.

"Shouldn't we go after him?"

....!

#x male reader #x male y/n #ninjago #ninjago x reader #lloyd garmadon #lego ninjago #ninjago lloyd #lloyd x reader

[tsukimefuku]

Photo, motto!

Yuuji, Nobara and Megumi are shocked to learn you have no social media accounts, and decide to change that. However, things don't go as planned.

wc: 1.6K

tags: jujutsu kaisen, just crack honestly, slow-burn Nanami x OC/Reader, some fluff if you squint, the chaotic trio being chaotic (I love them).

This is part of my "Jujutsu Partners Canon Divergence AU". A sequence of short stories and one-shots related to Nanami x Reader x Higuruma. To see the ever-growing list of one-shots and short stories, please visit my masterlist :) 

Disclaimer: these stories are NOT written and posted in chronological order of events. To see where this story fits in the timeline, please check the masterlist mentioned above.

You were lazily flipping your finger on your phone's screen while you read an article on hydrangea's colors. Every time you flicked your finger, the phone took quite a few seconds to respond, rendering it a nearly daunting task. The thing was ancient by this point, but since you weren't much tech-savvy at all, you never bothered to get a new phone in these last 6 years.

The class was finished, and the first years were blabbering on about something. More specifically, Yuuji and Nobara were having a pretty heated debate about the best 'filter' — whatever the hell that was — to use on a photo before posting it, and Megumi sighed, refusing to break the tie between the two of them.

"Sensei!" Nobara exclaimed, pulling your attention.

"Hm, what?" You asked, having your eyes still glued to the screen of your phone, annoyed at how slow it was.

"We want to know if you find that a feed with no-filter photos is better than a feed with heavily edited photos!" Yuuji chirped in. "No filter is clearly better, real and all!"

"Are you two really going to harass sensei with that nonsense?" Megumi asked, annoyed.

"Of course! And just so you know, I want my pictures to look pretty, not realistic, duh." Nobara answered, not realizing Megumi had used the word nonsense.

"Oh, I can definitely tell that from your feed!" Yuuji replied jokingly, prompting Nobara to pull him by his collar, ready to sucker punch his face.

"What are you guys on about?" You finally asked, looking up. "Filter? Feed? What?"

They stopped for a second and the trio looked at you, perplex.

"You don't have a Picgram* account?" To your surprise, the one to ask that was Megumi. Even with the nonchalant facade, he was still a teenager, after all.

*Yes, I'm avoiding saying other social network names in this, sorry about the cringe.

"The what now?" You asked, earnestly, having Yuuji and Nobara look shell shocked.

"What do you mean you don't know what it is?" Nobara inquired, incredulous. "It's just the most famous social network in all of Japan!"

"Oh, I don't care much about those. I just use my phone for texts, calls, taking pictures, read, listen to music, and that's about it."

"Ah, sensei, you must create an account, then!" Yuuji said, spirited, releasing himself from Nobara's death grip and frolicking towards you.

"Hm, okay, I guess. Good luck trying to do anything on that phone, though" you said, having him sit beside you. After Yuuji took your phone on his hands — cracked screen, unkempt as hell, and clearly in overtime duty, his face contorted in horror.

Nobara came and stepped towards you both, taking in the decrepit state of your smartphone with her eyes.

"Sensei, maybe you should get a new phone?" Yuuji inquired, gently.

"Not maybe. Surely. This is just about to crumble to pieces" Nobara noted.

Megumi crept up behind the other two students.

"Oh, come on, it's not that bad" you replied, scratching your head.

"It definitely is" Megumi stated, unprompted. "Jujutsu sorcerers are well paid, sensei. You can afford one."

"It's not that I can't afford one, Fushiguro, I just don't need a new phone" you replied, lifting an eyebrow in annoyance. "Just get on with it and do the thing."

"Eh, fine, fine!" Yuuji replied, opening your browser app. He basically set up your account, followed his own and Gojo's accounts, and then motioned himself by your side to show you how it worked.

"So, here are your messages" he pointed to the corner of the screen.

Obviously those were the text messages, that was a worldwide used icon since the nineties.

"I figured out that much, Itadori" you answered, asking yourself when did these teens begin thinking you were so technologically inept.

He cleared his throat and said, "sorry". 

You saw a message coming in from Gojo. Upon clicking, you and Yuuji waited for a few seconds until it opened. It was a greeting dog sticker. Of course.

"Well, and how does this work?"

"Down here, you can pick a photo to post, and you basically follow people on the app to see the photos they post, comment on them, give them a like and things like that!" Yuuji answered.

"Hey, Yuuji, did you have sensei follow me?" Nobara asked.

"Let me show her how to post a picture first" he lied, pressing on the plus icon.

When he pressed it, multiple images of flowers and plants appeared, having some landscapes sprinkled across your photo library.

"Oh, these are beautiful!" Yuuji said, delighted.

"Let me see!" Nobara exclaimed, butting her head beside Yuuji, and gasping. "Oh, the flowers, they're pretty!"

"Oh" you huffed out, smiling, slightly embarrassed. "Thank you, I guess."

Then, Yuuji and Nobara went silent for a moment, something very uncharacteristic for them.

"Hm?" You hummed.

They both seemed to be slightly blushing and said nothing.

"What is it?" Megumi asked, butting himself on Yuuji's other side and widening his eyes a little. "Oh. Uh..." He began, "I-I've been to that bakery, it's very good."

What the hell?

You got up and stood beside them, realizing that they had caught you red-handed. 

On the screen, was a picture you had taken of Nanami in one of your missions, clearly without him seeing it or noticing you did so. He just seemed so satisfied and happy munching on his ciabatta sandwich that you just had to take a picture of that.

"H-hey, just-" you stuttered, blushing violently. "Students, stop messing on my photo library!"

"I'm sorry!" Yuuji said, fumbling your phone back at you. It fell on the table, and when you got a hold of it again, your blood ran cold.

The photo had accidentally been posted.

"Uh?! Posted?! What?!" 

The trio paled in an instant.

"I- I'm so so so sorry, oh my-" Yuuji was stuttering, completely mortified, hands covering his mouth.

"God..." Megumi said, sighing deeply. "I'll be outside waiting for you guys to finish this."

"Itadori, stop. Stop talking" you stated, inhaling deeply. "Nobara, please delete this" you said, handing her the phone.

She tapped on the screen, first delicately, then stronger, following a sequence of angry, nervous taps.

"W-what? What is going on?" You inquired, also mortified.

"It's frozen" she answered. 

Oh, for fuck's sake.

***

Gojo was reveling on a matcha ice cream while he roamed the streets of Tokyo.

As the sorcerer walked, he got a notification on his phone. Upon checking, he realized you had followed him on Picgram, and promptly followed you back, sending his classic dog greeter on your DM's.

Given that he wasn't doing much, Gojo decided to doomscroll for a while, checking out the feed for some minutes, and realized there wasn't anything particularly interesting.

After refreshing, however, a photo of Nanami, that had clearly been taken without him noticing, appeared on his feed.

Checking the profile, Gojo realized you were the one to post the picture, and took a print-screen of it as he laughed mischievously to himself.

Oh, this is going to be fun, he thought as he opened his text messages with Nanami.

GS: Hey, Nanamin!

NK: Don't call me that. 

GS: I have something for you.

NK: ... What?

***

You and Nanami were at the usual bar for yet another drinking session after work. He had just told you about his mission for the day, and you were about to tell him about the students' debacle, just before stopping in your tracks. 

You were both silent for a few moments.

"So, do you remember that bakery? The one that has a great ciabatta with pesto that we went a few weeks ago?" He inquired, lifting his glass of whiskey to take a sip.

You looked at him suspiciously. "Yes, I remember."

"I think we should go there tomorrow. I wanted to try the newer options from the menu, their bread is exquisite" Nanami answered, still holding his glass up.

"Uh, sure, I guess." This is very sus.

"Maybe..." the ratio sorcerer said, gravely lowering his glass on the bar counter, "we should also take a picture, their food is very well presented, after all."

Oh, no.

"Nanami, I'm so so so sorry! I just thought you looked so happy with your sandwich, it was an accident, the first years are relentless, I didn't mean to-"

Nanami was clearly amused hearing your apologies as he nonchalantly took another sip from his drink, unwavering.

When you were done blabbering, Nanami held the urge to smile, as he resumed speaking.

“What was that you used to call me back at Odate?” The sorcerer asked, filled with satisfaction, ready to deal the killing blow with no mercy at all.

"Oh, come on, Nanami! Please don't." 

Your pleads fell on deaf ears.

"Oh, I think I remember” Nanami said, vindication from ten years of teasing stewing under the monotone of his voice. 

“Don’t you dare, Nanami...” you warned, vermilion face pulsing with embarrassment.

“You used to call me ‘stalker’" he stated, highlighting the last word, before he proceeded. "So, how does it feel to actually be one?”

“Nanami, come on, I'm not a stalker! Ugh” you sighed, covering your face in shame.

This time, he couldn't hold the amusement grin.

You grunted before proceeding. “Guess I’ve earned this one, but come on, that was ten years ago! How did you hold on to that grudge for so long?”

Except it wasn’t a grudge. Well, maybe just a little bit.

I need a new phone.

--

End notes:

This one was so fun to write. About the "stalker" thing, it's referring to my mid-long fic, Sand and Snow (you can check it out here), given that reader is based off of my OC from S&S :) Hope you had fun! xoxo

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #nanami kento #jjk fanfic #jjk nanami #jujutsu nanami #jjk imagines #kento nanami #yuuji fluff #yuuji itadori #jjk yuuji #kugisaki nobara #jjk nobara #nobara kugisaki #megumi fushiguro #jjk megumi #gojo satoru #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo #satoru gojo

[w-wolfhard]

THE OTHER WOMAN by lana del rey.

pt 1 here.

pairing ; mike wheeler x f!reader

warning(s) ; strong language (?) , angst & fluff

wrds frm seb! ; no comment.

ever since that night, it clouded mike's mind. it was all he could think about.

he basically locked himself in his room, with a blank expression, hugging his pillow. he was either in that position, or he layed flat on his back, staring at the ceiling, replaying that night over and over, wondering why he didn't never told you his feelings towards you.

you wanted to ignore mike so badly but it was so hard, having to sit next to him in every class you had with him. mike couldn't take it either. he wanted to fix thing with you so badly.

—

2:41 AM.

you were tired but you could never fell asleep. what happened that night constantly replaying in your mind over and over. you just wanted to brainwash that moment from your mind.

as soon as you were about to drift to sleep, you heard constant tapping on your window. you ignored it for a minute, but soon got annoyed when it continued. you groaned as you dragged yourself out of bed, to go check what it was at your window.

you grabbed one of your blankets, draping it around your shoulders. you opened your curtains, revealing the wheeler boy nearly shivering outside your window. you quickly opened your window, letting mike inside your room.

"hey." mike stuttered, due to the coldness. you tossed him one of your other blankets on your bed. he wrapped himself around the blanket, sitting himself in the chair next to your desk. while you took a seat on the edge of your bed.

"mike, what are you doing here?" you raised your eyebrows at him.

"i'm here to fix things. i can't handle being apart from you." he frowned.

your heart fluttered at his words. he missed you? that touched you.

"fix what?" you acted as if you didn't know what he were talking about 'cause you didn't know to reply, other than say that.

"you know what i wanna fix. i don't wanna spend another moment in life without you, y/n." he sighed. "i had been in love with you ever since i knew what love even meant. i love you. i really do." he spoke all in one breath. your eyes widened in shock, as your mouth opened to say something, but he cut you off. "and one, no i didn't cheat on el. i would never. i broke up with her last week. two, she doesn't mind. she said she knew i loved you. she said she saw the way i looked at you. she also wasn't hurt by it because she has a crush on max. three, i'm so super fucking sorry for everything; for how i've been treating you ever since el. i've been treating you like shit, and i'm sincerely sorry." he finished.

you were in utter shock. you didn't know how to reply. your heart was indeed melted, and your face was indeed looking identical to a tomato. "wow, mike." was all you muttered out.

"i get it if you don't forgive me- i mean you don't have to, but–" you cut off his nonsense blabbering with a hug. a tight hug, full of affection.

"shut up, mike. i do forgive you. thank you." you shoved your face into the crook of his neck.

though you couldn't see, he had a silly stupid grin plastered across his face. he felt as if his legs were jelly, and he could just fall of the chair. he wrapped his arms around you, rubbing circles on your back. "no, thank you. i'd be a weaping idiot, if you didn't forgive me. i missed you, you know." he let out a chuckle.

"i missed you too, idiot." you giggled, releasing from the hug. "so what are we?"

"well, i'm all yours." he joked. "but, i wanna hear your feelings for me." mike teased. you rolled your eyes, and scoffed.

"really, michael? you wanna hear about how much i love you?" you softly smacked his shoulder.

"yes, y/n. i wanna hear all about it." he said, enthusiastically, waving his hands in the air.

"okay, well. i've had a crush on you since we were like 9, and you had no idea how much i fucking missed you. i missed you like a dog misses their owner. i love you beyond the words love." you told him.

he looked at you with a goofy smirk on his face. "i'm all yours."

"good."

tags; @cottoncandybabe @cola-bombs

dm me or comment if u wanna b added to the taglist 4 mike wheeler <33

#mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler x you #finn wolfhard x reader #mike wheeler #mike wheeler fluff #stranger things #angst #angst with a happy ending #༄┊𝐬𝐞𝐛'𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

[lady-lycany]

Watching Lucifer is always very comforting (the ending still hurts a lot thi) ... Let's say I feel understood... As an fallen angel kin that tries to keep- or gain back it's wings, the whole conflict between God and Luc hits close to home. I feel like in the series, where the angels subconscious is the reason for their changings. When Amenadiel lost his wings, or Lucifer with his devil-face fir example.... They were always responsible for the change, cuz, deep down they knew, what they deserve. Basically self- punishment and reward. And while they are responsible for it, they still don't have any control over it. It's very relatable to me. My self image is constantly changing, when it comes to if I'm good or bad, same thing with the religious belief itself, since I'm questioning every tiny thing currently. First thing I thought, when Mia's condition started to get worse was, if her suffering is a punishment to me. Cuz I don't really care about myself but more about my loved ones and since I'm not the best person currently (at least in my self image) that it was like a sign like "hey, you did something wrong, stop it." I don't want to give myself the fault for Mia's death. Technically I did what I could. And I think it's nonsense, but deep down, there's still a part of me who feels guilt. So if I would be part of the series, my wings would probably be gone by now again, cuz I don't think, that I deserve them. But I'm not fully bad either, I have a good understanding for what's morally wrong or right, and as some of y'all might know about me, I don't care what people think or say. All that matters is how people behave and how respectful they treat others. The only thing that matters are deeds. We all have our sins, but then again, it says that god forgives us our sins, but to what point? When are sins too bad, so that you have to live through "hell"? At what point gets the line crossed? I start to blabber too much again, I'm sorry. It's just, idk. I spend quite a few years hating on god, found my trust in him again for like two years, and now questioning everything again... I never really lost my belief... I just think, that they're not as good as they pretend to be, or as we think they are. That they have their bad sides too. And they they're might not be, what we thought they would be. Aight' I'll stop talking now. For my first post in a few days, it's a little too deep again and not really fitting for my profile, but whatever. Where else I could let these thoughts out.

#otherkin #fallen angel kin #angelkin #demonkin

[hurricane-claw]

Hello! This is my first post on Tumblr, as I'm getting the basics of it. Here's a short story!

Content includes ; Fluff!

______________________________

Kaeya No!

Walking around Dragonspine is what some would call a death wish. With dangers ranging from losing your footing, sheer cold and Treasure hoarders, to Hilichurls, the Fatui, or playing a 'friendly' game of tag with a drunk calvary captain.

Yes, you heard me correctly. A drunk calvary captain by the name of Kaeya decided it was a great idea to see the Chief alchemist Albedo after visiting the tavern. So here you are with two friends in front of Dragonspine, with orders from the acting Grandmaster to bring Kaeya back.

"Why am I here again?" A red haired male asked as he followed his friend, the Bard, and the traveler in front of him.

"Because your the only one capable of convincing Kaeya" The traveler muttered as they used they're elemental sight to find any traces.

"But alas, even his drinking buddy cannot convince him" the Bard dramatically muttered as the figure next to him rolled they're eyes, "Quit your drama lessons". "Don't be so mean (Name)!"

However before they could say anything, a familiar voice was heard. "WhOoPeE! BeDo HeRe I cOmE-" Diluc caught Kaeya as the latter was blabbering nonsense in his intoxicated state.

(Name) slung one of Kaeya's arms around they're shoulder as they helped Diluc carry the captain. "Paimon knows that Albedo's camp is nearby!" The pixie exclaimed while pointing forward, the Bard let out a sigh of relief before sneezing.

"Oh? What a pleasant surprise" a blonde male spoke as a group of familiar people entered his camp. "Sorry for the intrusion" Diluc grunted as he set the sleeping Kaeya down.

"It's no trouble at all" Albedo muttered as he examined Kaeya, "I presume he visited the tavern beforehand?" The alchemist asked Diluc who nodded. (Name) went to sit down, however a red blur sent them stumbling backwards.

"Cousin (name)!" Klee exclaimed as she clung onto the older traveler, "Greetings Spark knight".

The rest of the group watched as the young girl dragged (Name) to the side of the camp to color as Paimon floated behind the duo.

"Dodoco said you'd be here!"

"Oh really now? He's a smart one isn't he?"

"Paimon didn't think Dodoco was that clever"

"Of course he is!"

The spark knight and Paimon started bickering as (Name) merely watched amused, A wonderful scene indeed.

The group rested in Albedo's camp as they waited for the blizzard to pass, unknownst of the figure who walked away.

#Random #genshin impact #genshin kaeya #Genshin Venti #Genshin Diluc #Genshin Traveller #Genshin shitpost #Genshin fluff #Genshin klee #platonic

[lucy-ghoul]

Read the new SNK chapter spoilers, and if they are true (which is not confirmed yet, btw!)... well, I'm truly sorry, but this is very similar to what I had envisioned. It's... literally the only thing that makes sense and is consistent with themes/character arcs/etc.

But who even knows what the hell is going to happen in the last 3 chapters anyway? Everything could change in the blink of an eye!

#regarding er*n: when a main lead slowly but surely turns villainous #and goes on such a *large* scale murderous rampage #usually you get a tragic ending #we were always going to get a bittersweet finale for snk because it's literally in the genre #it *is* sad; believe me i get it all too well #but i'm not surprised in the slightest #now i'm worried about the *others* #if everybody fucking dies and there's not a drop of hope left #1. too painful and bleak; tragedy needs catharsis to work - the feeling that all the struggles have not been in vain after all #and 2. inconsistent with what i *think* are snk themes #(war sucks/hate also sucks/breaking the cycle of revenge and violence/ #the sins of the past generations should not be burdened by their descendants/children are the future and have the right to enjoy true peace #with no war/death/grief) #(deeply imho ofc; i'm just a very new fan after all) #sorry i'm basically blabbering nonsense #but i have not been this anxious for a finale since got #and we all know how that went and now i have war flashbacks :// #val speaks #val rambles in the tags #snk spoilers #txt

[jojaqualityheadcanons]

Hey, just a heads up that I've got some funky timing for Shane's 8-heart dialogues, seems to be date-specific lines! Examples I've seen include him talking about going to the Night Market with Jas "last night" in very late winter, and the "Flower Dance tomorrow" on Spring 2. Not a huge problem, but just in case nobody else told you (or is anyone else seeing these? 😳)

Yep, I’ve gotten a few bug reports about that! I know how to fix it now, but I just need to find the time to deal with it. Thanks for sending me a report!

#ask #anon #blabbering #bug reports #ic shane #the way to fix it is by changing all the dialogue keys AGAIN #so basically i need to do duplicates of each line of dialogue again for y1/y2+ nonsense #i hate the game logic sometimes because it's making my code so much less sleek n sexy :( #also anon pls don't think this annoyance is directed @ u or other bug reporters! #i was just proud of how cool my dynamic tokens were and now they don't work rip #anyway i can probably work on this tomorrow #also omg i'm so sorry to my translators i'm back on my bullshit AGAIN!!!! #Anonymous

[unmanageable-day]

You're you. I'm me.

Bestfriend!Taeyong & Boyfriend!Johnny — fluff, a lil bit angsty

a/n : I hope 'you' are not bored being 'Seah' 😆

© SilentMind for TY; © Cardiac Arrest for Johnny

[12.17 AM]

Taeyong opened his door in very much of relieved feeling. He had been waiting for a company to help him baby-sitting his 5 year-old niece and 3 year-old nephew. His sister went for a short trip to a hot spring and left her toddlers in the hands of her brother with zero experience with babies.

"I'm terribly sorry for calling you. I don't mean to disturb your date but I really have no idea what to do and who to call." He, carrying the baby boy in his arms, welcomed his guests who were no other than you and Johnny.

"It's okay. We're on our way to visit you anyway," said Johnny as he gave pats on his friend's back.

"Hi, baby," you exclaimed cheerfully as you immediately took Taeyong's nephew into your embrace. "Where's Leah?"

"She fell asleep after milk, but I suppose she will be awake soon." Taeyong talked like a new father getting stressed out of taking care young children for the first time without a partner. "I'd better check," he mumbled to himself as he rushed going into his bedroom.

"Johnny, I think we left the grocery in the car? Can you help to get it, please?" You talked to your boyfriend.

"Sure."

Johnny had been unusually less talkative that day. That mixed feelings somewhat still lingered within his head. He loved you. He loved Taeyong. He knew Taeyong loved you. He knew Taeyong loved him too. Johnny always knew that your friendship with Taeyong had a very strong bond. Although Taeyong had "given up" on her and let him "have" her, sometimes Johnny doubted himself whether it was the right thing to do.

Johnny walked slowly back to Taeyong's house and inserted the password to enter. When he opened the door, he could hear chattering and giggles. Leah must be awake, he assumed. He silently made his way to the living room, where he found you and Taeyong sitting side by side on the couch with Noah on your lap and Leah on Taeyong's lap. You four were like a picture of a happy family, and somewhat Johnny was reluctant to show himself.

"Oh, Johnny, you're back." Taeyong noticed. "Thanks a lot, dude," he managed to speak despite the little girl strangled his neck being clingy.

"I'll help arrange these," Johnny responded. Basically he didn't know what to do. Both you and Taeyong were occupied as the children wouldn't let go of you. This made Johnny feel uneasy. From the pantry, he kept taking a look at you and Taeyong baby-sitting.

When Leah finally released her uncle, she gave him some playful kisses on the lips as Taeyong asked for it by pouting his lips. Then she shifted to you, now that Noah crawled his way to the uncle. Without any clear reason, Leah also planted cute little kisses on yours. This act was followed by the youngest baby.

You just giggled at their cute actions, while not realizing two things: one, Taeyong was secretly blushing; two, Johnny witnessed everything and he can't help but to feel jealous even for a little bit. But of course, he was going to keep it to himself.

🌱

[06.09 PM]

When the sky was about to set, things finally got under control in Taeyong's house. Food was ready for the babies, clothes were clean and ready to wear, and the most important, the mess in the living room was tidied up. Enough for Taeyong to let out a relieved sigh. A long deep relieved sigh.

"Once again, I'm sorry for ruining your date," he said, placing a hand to grip Johnny's. They were lying on the floor, exhausted after playing with the kids. You left to the bathroom to wash the stain on your clothes when you were feeding Noah, and at the same time Leah wanted to try feeding her brother too. Except it ended up the food was everywhere and mostly fell on your clothes.

"Nah, it's okay. We had fun too." Johnny stared at the ceiling, remaining silence for a while. "You're lucky to have someone who is just one call away. Someone that feels like home."

Taeyong got up. "What do you mean? If it's about Seah and you're not comfortable, I'll..."

"Hey, hey, chill. I don't mean it that way, Taeyong." Now he felt bad making Taeyong feel guilty. "Sometimes I envy you, and your relationship with Seah. Sometimes I wonder if she's really okay being with me, when she has you."

"Johnny..."

The sound of you clanking the bathroom door startled the boys. Johnny got up from laying down and Taeyong pretended to stretch his slender body. "Aren't you guys hungry?" you cheerfully asked, without realizing the mood between your boys.

"You're right." Taeyong faked a chuckle. "Why don't you take Seah to the Thai restaurant we usually visit?" he suggested Johnny. Johnny didn't answer, waiting for your response.

"And you?" you asked to Taeyong.

"I'm good. We cooked a lot, that is more than enough." Taeyong gave a reassuring smile. "You'd better hurry before the kids wake up again."

"Okay, then. Call me if you need anything." You gave a quick hug to the person you'd spent more than a decade with.

While you headed to the front door and got your shoes, Taeyong smoothly dragged Johnny to the pantry. "Hey, I want you to know that you are lucky as well to have her, alright?"

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I really didn't mean it in a bad way. I'm actually happy that Seah can always count on you." Johnny diverted his sight. "Sometimes I just feel... insecure of myself. Because... I'm not you."

"Of course you're not. You're you, I'm me. Believe me, Seah loves us both in her own way." Taeyong pat Johnny's shoulder. "Have a little confidence, Johnny. You deserve her. She deserves you."

"Johnny!" You popped up in the pantry, once again startling the boys. "What take you so long?" you whispered in annoyance as you raised your eyebrows.

"Nothing. Sorry."

Taeyong waved at both you and Johnny as you left.

🌱

[09.22 PM]

"Stay with me tonight?" Johnny shyly asked. His hand slowly reached yours, as your other hand was still feeding yourself parfait. "Ayoung noona is still in the States. She'll be home tomorrow."

You nodded twice as you smiled. "But I need to get changed."

"Why? You can borrow Ayoung's clothes."

"Are you out of your mind!?"

Johnny cackled. "Then you can wear mine."

Somehow you just lost arguing with him because, first, he wouldn't drive you home; second, he wouldn't let you go home by bus by looping his arm around your neck so you can't go anywhere. And before you knew it, you already arrived in Johnny's house.

He had been clinging onto you and wrapping his long arms around your neck from behind, from the parking lot until his room. "I hope you realize that you're a giant and we're no match and this is a violation of the law," you blabbered nonsense because your movement was limited thanks to the giant. You slapping his arms was a useless action because no matter what he was still bigger and stronger.

"That's a new way to say 'I love you', huh?" He chuckled as finally he let go of you.

You threw yourself to the couch in the living room. Johnny went back to you with one of his hoodie and he tossed it to you. "You're lucky because not everyone gets the chance to wear John Seo's outfit."

You made a 'pffft' sound at your boyfriend cringey comment. Once you'd changed, in the end you still had to borrow Ayoung's bottomwear. As much as Johnny likes to see you in his clothes without pants or trousers—of course because you were sunk in it, and the clothes had turned into a mini dress on you which was a rare sight for him, you were not used to exposing your bare legs. Yet what Johnny took from his sister's closet was shorts, with explanation that he never touched Ayoung's stuff so he wouldn't know where the pajamas are. You groaned at him and playfully hit his arms.

The night was still young yet Johnny was powerlessly laying down on the couch as if he became one with the couch.

"Hey," you called, joining him on the couch after washing your face. He gladly welcomed you in his embrace. "Up for a movie?"

He groaned as he pulled you closer and flipped your position so you were leaning in your side and facing him. Or more like, you facing his neck if he didn't bow to look at you. "How about just sleep? My body is aching. Never knew babysitting is a tiring job," he mumbled. His eyes were already shut, but his hands were still alive, gently carressing your arm.

"Okay," you muttered as you rest your head on his shoulder.

"Let's turn off the TV and move to my room, hm?"

"Why don't you go first? I still want to watch this."

Johnny's hand shifted to your head, now stroking your hair. He bowed his neck, and you stretched up to see each other's face. "Please?" There goes his puppy eyes.

Then it was your turn to softly stroke his cheek. "Okay, you win." You smiled at your giant baby. He smiled even wider before planting a kiss on your lips, and dragging their feet to the bedroom.

If only he wasn't that exhausted, he would definitely do more than a gentle kiss, especially now that they were in bed. Instead of sleeping like what he suggested earlier, he seemed to be drowning in his own thoughts while maintaining his intense gaze at you who already shut your eyes this time. His hand was going back and forth between your cheek, your hair, and your back.

"You said you're going to sleep," you muttered, noticing he was still wide awake from his movements.

"I am." He still had his eyes on you.

You scooted closer to your boyfriend, snuggling your face against his chest and your arm looping around his upper body. You gently pat and stroke his back. "I'm sorry for cancelling our plan today."

Johnny didn't answer.

"But.. thank you very much for your time and your effort helping Taeyong."

Johnny hummed as a response.

"What were you talking about, earlier with Taeyong?"

"Nothing."

"I'm not buying it." You giggled, a bit cynically.

"Sometimes I'm amazed by your friendship with Taeyong. You really have got each other's back."

"What does that suppose to mean?"

"I'm not sure how to say it. But, am I now in the right place, to be in between you and Taeyong? Looking at you both, I feel that it would be inappropriate if I, as your boyfriend, am jealous of Taeyong, my own best friend—and yours too. But, yeah, I am ...jealous. A bit."

Now you didn't give a response.

"I'm sorry. I sound very childish, don't I?"

Suddenly you pinched his squishy cheek. "Hey! Do you know how I almost drove Taeyong crazy by asking him 'can I trust Johnny Seo?' every single day? If it wasn't because of Taeyong convinced me with all his might, I wouldn't be here right now."

Johnny finally smiled and giggled.

"No worries, okay? Even if there is, please, we can talk about it nicely like this. Okay?" You made eye contact with him. You released your pinch and gently carressed his face, tracing his facial features from the forehead down to the chin.

He flashed a bright smile. "I really am the luckiest man."

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[aacrisius]

Since it'll be my first time posting here, and the Tumblr says I was free to do whatever I want, posting whatever in my mind— however, I decided to make this as my diary thing. Which is, I'll post the most disturbing thing happened in my life, whether I poop three times a day nor I was bored or whatever. It's like a stress relief when you're able to blabber out your thoughts, so, I'll do just that. Since, It's my first time entering this so called Tumblr, I'll introduce who's my typist. About uninteresting things and what boring person I really am— Aacrisius wasn't my real name. It was like, a code name for me, not that I am sensitive about giving off my personal information, I just like to give mysterious vibes, and I feel like, I was safe enough to hide my real identity. It's just, I knew I'll never get to stay long enough here, I just love discovering fun things and Tumblr caught my attention. How? Let's just say, I'm total bookworm. A boring fact about myself. Wattpad— if you're familiar with the app was my so called-virtual-world. A place I have the freedom to imagine, to escape such problematic reality, chaotic world of mine— let's just say, reading a book a day was like, dozing off in other dimension and I was not myself. I was free, I was facing challenges, I was beyond in peace with the help of my imagination. That is the addictive effect of books in me. I'm not flexing this or whatnot, but, my wattpad library was filled of different kind of stories. I already read all of them, and currently, I was looking for a new genre that will caught my taste. I specifically love a book if it's yaoi themed. I love gay stories. My best friends was confused, all of them. They probably thought I'm freaked and all but, I don't really give a flying fluck about them. I don't need to change what I like just because they didn't like it, we need to be ourself. We will not be happy if we tried to change for other people. My squad knew this, I told them all of this and we accept all of our weird.. nature. So, back to my blabbering, I read a certain book that immediately caught my interest and was my first favorite book— it was an interesting story which a very attractive, very, very sexy man name Jason McCann, a wealthy pilot was doing things against the policy of their airline and that's sleeping with the co-worker itself, Justin. Which, Justin was a stewardess. Yes, it's a mxm genre and I love it. Long story short, Justin and Jason was doing the sleeping around, shamelessly and quite often. A lot. And, I noticed that Justin was using a Tumblr. They are also communicating through Gmail and dang, it's cool. So, my curiosity kills me and I discovered that Tumblr was real. Justin was using Tumblr since he said, no one will notice him updating his life on the said app since he's not that popular. Well, he posted everything that happens on his life, including the-fucking-thing with Jason. Like, how their arrangement supposed to be "no-strings-attached-sex" but Justin was falling for Jason. Man, I cried many times reading that book. They has a lot of ups and down and never ending chaos in their arrangement. Sighs. I love that book, and I will re-read it and re-read it.

Back to my introduction, I'm currently 17. Senior high student, on 11th grade. Taking GAS strand since I wasn't sure what course I'll taking. I am a useless piece of shit, really. I have no purpose at all. I love reading books, I know I already mentioned it a lot of times, but— yeah. My bucket list? Simple. Graduate, work, build my own home, return my parent sacrifices, work and travel the world. I want to go to; New York, California, U.S in particular, France, Paris, Mexico, and so on. I want to discover things, like, it'd probably be that all— since, relationship and those love-things seems not for me ? Dunno, I wasn't that worthy and, hah, I'm too ugly for those kind of things. Clearly, no one will get all interested in me, since, I'm just me. No matter how much I wanted to experience a cliché situation, meeting a stranger, love at first sight, bumping on the street, walking on the rain while suddenly someone will be there, like those plot that seems to happen in a story, I wasn't that lucky. I'm being sappy and emotional, I blabber a lot didn't I? You can bang my head somewhere, yes, go.

I have four dogs, 3 cats and 3 kitties— they just grew that big. Face palm. But, I love those babies of mine. I’m just 5'5, I'm tall, excuse me. Coughs. Fair complexion? Wasn't tan, wasn't white either. I have a black hair that was long, my mom will slap me upside down once I ever cut my hair within shoulder length, she just loves to see me with a long hair. I have brown eyes. I know, brown eyes were boring, my bully pointed that out.

Oh, I also love to write. I already published two story on my wattpad account, but, yeah, author block in all. I love writing tragic stories, it gives me satisfaction when I'm about to make my readers cry— and nope, I'm not a popular writer. Just normal one. I prefer to write stories when I'm on the verge of snapping because of boredom. I also love sad songs. I love movies with tragic endings. I love Sterek. I love werewolf.

I’ll end this sappy, nonsense introduction of mine that seems to be a long blabbering, sorry. )):

I am hoping I could get and meet new people here. I love meeting new people, since, I could bet to you that I can count on my fingers on how much friends I had. Like basically, few. I have few real friend, while I have a lot of fake ones. So, hi! If you end up reading this, I hope I can be your friend. I really love meeting new people, but having trust issues, I was thinking rather twice. I'm scared to be backstabbed again, or I'll get my trust broken in pieces, again. Few people do that to me. It hurts. But, I know it's life.

So, I’m Aacrisius. I'm hoping I could make a rather peace world here, make and meet people. Oh, I probably post my prompt here. Or, post my pet’s images, or my drawings and other things. So, hi!