#...so that others may have the luxury of pretending to not hear it or to have the luxury of forgetting in the morning...

[uncanny-tranny]

It's weird how people paint "daddy issues" and even "mommy issues" as, like, a joke or a failure on part of the person who has those issues, rather than recognizing that daddy and mommy issues stem, for so many people, from abuse. What this all is is just abuse apologia, and nobody seems to either notice or maybe even care.

When somebody with daddy or mommy issues opens up about the "why," I can't ever seem to shake the fact that they tend to have gone through a ton of abuse and bullshit as a child. It's just crazy that other people would look at that and see a joke or a failure of the once-child who was abused.

#abuse #abuse tw #abuse mention tw #child abuse #child abuse tw #mental health #it really goes to show (to me) that people either can't or don't WANT to acknowledge that parents can be the ones to have fucked up #if all the blame is placed on their child/ren then you can maintain the illusion that the parent is always right... #...that parents know what is best and they will always do what is best for their child/ren #it's just weird to be somebody with parental issues and all that gets steamrolled into 'mommy issues' that then become a Big Joke... #...especially because i'm a man (and because people are misogynists who think it's just so funny that women are people)... #...i find that my own issues are expected to be treated as a joke or a punchline or something i must whisper in the dark... #...so that others may have the luxury of pretending to not hear it or to have the luxury of forgetting in the morning... #...and it just sucks because that leaves me to remember and grieve and doing that with the knowledge that my abuse Is A Joke at My Expense #if you wonder why so many abuse victims/survivors become unsavoury: this is why #i'm too bitter about this topic specifically to care about the comfort of people who don't get it and don't WANT TO... #...because it is THEY who are uncomfortable with the very NOTION that abuse happens #if you can't acknowledge that abuse happens WITHOUT downplaying to for your sense of comfort you will NEVER help abuse victims/survivors #you will find that you start prioritizing YOUR sense of comfort over the safety and continued survival of victims/survivors

[neckromantics]

Astarion loves to take baths with you.

It's one of his favorite ways to spend his downtime in general, honestly. Not only is the bath such a soothing place to be (you know once this man has the option, he's going to splurge on a vast collection of luxury soaps, oils, hair masks, and body scrubs- the list goes on.), but there's just something about it that makes him feel so normal? Mortal, almost.

If he lets himself soak just long enough, the heat from the water begins to nullify the vampiric chill that he's grown ever so used to. It's a pleasant warmth that works its way past pale skin- past tired muscles and aching sinew- and settles down deep into his very bones. For a few precious moments, he can convince himself that the eternal discomfort of undeath has made off for good this time.

And his hair always looks spectacular after wash day. It's a win-win scenario for him. So for his favorite person to be involved as well? Well, that just makes it all the more better.

-

This time, you're lounging on the floor nearby as he soaks- having stuck around after washing his hair for him as he oh-so-kindly requested of you. He's still a bit new at asking for small acts of kindness, so of course, you jumped at the chance to put your hands to good use. You were so careful not to catch your fingers on any snags as you worked a sweet-smelling soap through his wet curls, nails scrubbing away at his scalp even after it's all rinsed away just to hear him purr for you.

You're leaning against the bath, cheek cushioned against your forearm as it rests along the edge. The other swirls idly in the water- kept heated by clever use of prestidigitation (you'd recently picked up this cantrip for purposes such as this) and softened by the finest oils stolen gold could purchase. The curtains in your room are carefully drawn, and although your source of light comes from the multitude of candles scattered about, it's still enough to see the nice flush the heat brings to his skin. It's a little odd to see him so pinkened, and obviously, you can't help but stare no matter how hard you try not to.

It's the blood- your blood- that's pooling beneath the surface of his skin and giving him this radiance that many a man would covet.

Rose blooms a pretty bouquet on the smooth skin of his chest, up the length of his bared throat as he rests his head, and even reaches the tips of the pointy ears you so adore. Gods, even his knuckles are pinker when he reaches a hand out of the water to push his hair away from his forehead, and your gaze immediately follows the trail of soapy water as it glides down his wrist- drip-drops from his elbow and back into the bath.

Astarion looks so... peaceful like this.

Pale lashes rest upon warm cheeks as he reclines, face fallen soft, similar to how it does when he's deep in trance. A part of you wonders if this is how he might have looked back some two hundred years ago, before the affliction that was bestowed upon him by his old (now deceased, you celebrate mentally) master.

Eyes of ruby open just a crack, and you know that smug smile is coming before his lips so much as twitch.

"You know, my dear, most people consider staring to be rather rude." He purrs.

You're proud to say you don't miss a beat.

"Good thing you're nothing like most people then, hm?" Quick wit- a developing side effect from the many days spent traveling with the cheekiest rogue in all of Faerûn.

Quick as you may be– he is quicker. 

"Ah, right you are. Most people aren't nearly as beautiful as I am– one can hardly blame you for all of your slack-jawed gawping."

A half-huffed laugh is pulled out of you. Astarion loves to pretend he isn't just as delighted by your glossy-eyed admiring as he is amused.

And here you are again, suddenly distracted by the slightest bounce of silver curls when he tilts his head to watch your smile hit your eyes. His hair looks a bit longer when it's weighed down by bathwater and conditioning oils, almost to the point where some bits just barely brush his shoulders. You're so mesmerized that you have to touch him. The hand that's been playing in the water comes up to brush a few nearly translucent hairs away from where they've stuck to the curve of his neck, lingering afterward to carefully trace a finger down to his collarbone as you continue your oggle-fest.

Only just a moment longer, you tell yourself, and then you'll leave him be.

Yet, he doesn't let you pull away too far when you've finished. A deft hand comes up from the depths to capture yours the second you think about leaving him to his privacy, and you nearly jump at the unfamiliar temperature of its grasp.

He's warm.

Almost warmer than you, and it's honestly kind of jarring.

Astarion's still sporting that smile, although a bit kinder than before. If you weren't watching so closely, you'd miss how his eyes flash, uncharacteristically shy for just a moment before that heavy-lidded stare is set back in place. He brings your joined hands up to his mouth, petal-soft lips resting against the damp heel of your palm in a not-so-kiss.

They press for a long moment, and you can feel the appreciative hum he gives more than you can hear it. It occurs to you that he's probably just as dazed at your matching temperatures as you are.

"Get in here, darling." The command comes out as more of a question, really. You know in your heart that you have every right to refuse him if you really want to and that he wouldn't even consider holding it against you if you did.

But why in the hells would you ever do a thing as silly as that?

#bg3 #astarion ancunin #baldurs gate 3 #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion headcanons #astarion #astarion fic #astarion fluff

[kumimi3]

❪ LOOKISM BOYS<33 ❫ ❮ little sweetheart (child!reader) ⟡ ↳ platonic!Harem (workers version)

- Who knew a young child is involved in such a criminal association such as the workers? Who knew the young sweetheart has captured many of the workers hearts’ as well?

- Your presence was sudden, having been introduce by none other than Charles Choi, giving everyone a brief notice that you are welcomed by the elite CEO himself, that must mean something. You’re special.

- You play such big parts in the worker’s plans despite being young(around 13-14 yrs old), earning Eugene’s approval, praising you for your logical intelligence as he pats your head in soft caresses

- Yuseong, his younger twin, has taken a liking to you as well, offering to let you play with his toys whenever you visit the company--Which happens ever so often, but nobody complained, in fact, they preferred your presence over anything else

- It didn’t matter that you were childish, it was a part of growing after all, a reason why Eugene lets you run rampant inside his company like it’s a playground. Eugene creates rules for safety measure, but other then that, he gave you the privilege to do anything, even going as far as to enter the room when there’s a meeting.

- Samuel acts ever so stoic and dull on you, scolds and huffs at you like a tired father, yet he hopes you know that he only means well. He takes pleasure in being your bodyguard, pretending to act as if it’s nothing when he hears your arrival, yet he is always at the entrance, eager to meet your doe eyes as you open your arms to hug him, to which he complies

- He has taken you to rides before, often being assigned to take you to the private and luxurious school Charles Choi has transferred you in, but he didn’t mind it, even when he clicks his tongue in feigned annoyance, yet he still assists you, even going as far as to show off in his 100 million car. He has grown to like you alot, to the point he lets you play around in his cars

- “Oi! You scratched the new leather seats I got.” “I’m sorry Sir Samuel, I didn’t mean to!” “... It’s fine, just keep still next time, brat.” If it were someone else, they would’ve been 6 ft under.

- Neko gushed at your cuteness, ignorant of the fact that a young teen managed to enter the private area filled with blood and gore--She definitely hides you from the treacherous games, but yet she wanted you to stay.

Ryuhei Kuroda kept pinching your cheeks and teasing you for your height since the day you came, thinking of you as the child of him and Neko, such childish dreams, but he made it obvious all the time

“Yah, Neko~ Our baby Y/n is here!” “Want your papa to buy you a toy or something? Oh, right…. Yeah, I’m your papa!"

Now gun and goo, even with a child, they are still so careless

Goo screams your name from a mile away throughout the entire building, opening his arms wide as he runs towards you, holding you up in the air as he twirls the both of you around

Being given mission by Charles Choi, the infamous pair are always there by your side, protecting you from any harm as you complete your quests for the workers affiliates

Gun, as with his calm demeanor, it’s relaxing to be with him, receiving soft pats and short praises from him many times, not to mention his liking towards carrying you

Whenever you’re with him, he doesn’t waste no time to hold you with one arm and resumes to his schemes, he may be quiet but he’s really great with the littlest of details

You don’t like pickles on your burger? He’ll get rid of it before you can even see it. You gushed about a pair of toys 2 week ago? It’s inside your bedroom now. You only like a certain color in a pack of gummy bears? He’ll pick them himself so you wouldn’t have to &lt;3

Goo is vocal with his wants, always whining that you should call him “Big brother/Oppa” instead of ‘sir’! Spends millions on you, from the headband on your head, to the custom made designer shoes you wear for school.

He’s a maniac, he’s a psycho, but he just couldn’t help but feel at ease with you, for once he’s not meeting new members just as a nutcase like him, you were a breath of fresh air for him

They all protect your innocence from the illegal work they do, they’ll protect you from being ruined, not matter what, you’re their little baby after all &lt;3

Little do they know you’re just as deranged as them lol

#lookism #x reader #lookism hc #lookism webtoon #platonic!reader #ryuhei kuroda #samuel seo #eugene lookism #gun park #lookism joongoo #lookism fic #lookism imagines #lookism manhwa #goo kim #lookism x reader #lookism x y/n #lookism x you

[hanniluvi]

💭 — RICKY AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !

SOPH — tysm for the two anons that requested this! sorry for the delay, i was trying to do a bunch of reqs at once but got carried away due to some school work </3 (yes i have summer hw im suffering). hope you enjoy these though!

GENRE — fluff, angst if you squint | WARNINGS — lower case intended, 2nd pov, and that’s it?

— he seems the type to play it cool in a relationship but is actually a MESS. like what should he do? should he be flirting with you? should you guys be doing anything? besides that cool face, this mind is racking ideas of what he should do and what’s best for the relationship. anything for you!!

— i don’t think ricky could ever get mad at you. like maybe jokingly mad or being frustrated but that’s all. i don’t think he really likes conflict and tries fixing it. thing is, he may give silent treatment just so he could talk to myself on how to solve an argument between you two.

— now, ricky may forget a lot of things, but he never forgets anything about you! anyone can ask something about you, and he’s like a walking google about you. ik he whips his head if he hears your name come out of any of the member’s mouth. they can call him a simp for all he cares — he knows it’s true anyways.

— “you know ricky, you don’t know a lot of stuff of me compared to your partner.” “gyuvin yeah, cause you’re not yn.” “i get that but come on, how could you forget my favorite food?” “oh sorry, i forgot.” “ricky i’ll beat you up—” “yn!!!”

— he would get excited over little gifts you give him. he’s used to being the gift giver, so seeing you get him something just seems ten time more valuable than those luxury brands. probably shows it off to the others. “bet you don’t have this,” LMFAO hes so silly

— the type to send pics of himself or sweet msgs to you when he misses you. and he js plays it off with “i bet you miss me so here you go.” in reality, he just misses you and just wants to hear sweet things from you :( <3

— boy he LOVES strawberries. so he probably buys you strawberry items so that you can be reminded of him. let’s say his obsession can get out of hand, but who doesn’t love cute strawberry items???

— i feel like he would prefer a more private relationship?? but that doesn’t work out since he acts SOOO different around you. so when he announces that you two are dating, the others aren’t surprised whatsoever.

— pretty clueless so would ask you for help because it’s “you two getting along” he says. he would find any excuse to be with you at all times and just wouldn’t mind acting a little clueless.

— if there’s any language barriers, i feel like he’d try his best to communicate with you as best as he can. sure, he wants to give up at some times, but he remembers you, the main cause of his motivation. so he’d study really hard for you :)

— ricky isn’t always as open with his thoughts as he think he is. sometimes, he may isolate himself, just because there’s a lot on his mind. so that’s when you step in! give him comfort and offer to listen bc that’s all what he needs!

— secretly likes physical touch but won’t flat out admit it. he wouldn’t pretend he hates it either, he just lets it happen. secretly smiles when you suddenly become clingy around him. he likes you initiating it first because he doesn’t want to be annoying or a bother to you when he needs affection </3

— the longer you’re in a relationship with him, the more comfortable he is with you. and that’s a good thing! but he still gets flustered over small acts you do for him.

— partner privilege is probably a thing.

— would love showing you off :’) he’s just really glad yours is and sometimes can’t believe it himself. which is why he may just catch himself be quiet and admire you <3

💭 — in bloom already has two wins 🙏 so proud of them <3

ZB1 PERM TAGLIST — @dwcljh @ilovewonyo @jiawji @tzyuki @kpoprhia @flamiricky @misoxhappy @lluvjjun @zzzhoonie

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[dejwrites]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ oh sugar⠀ 〳 ⠀ kishibe ‵

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) give him some sugar as your tiffany diamond necklace twinkle under the stars

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — reader discretion is advised: female reader, female anatomy described, written with black reader in mind, her/she pronouns, told in third pov, sugar baby!reader, sugar daddy!kishibe, canon age kishibe, age gap, kishibe is old money rich, exhibitionism, riding position, fingersucking, oh no the sugar daddy falls first trope, does it in his porche boxster, usage. of spit, mentions of kishibe giving reader a hickey, age jokes (nothing too serious and bad), mentioned of kishibe being married (but he got divorced), a l bomb is dropped, quanxi mentioned, mention of quanxi flirting with reader, kishibe spoil reader, luxury au, let's just pretend gambling legal in japan lol, word count: tba

IF Y/N LOOKED CLOSE ENOUGH, SHE COULD SEE HER PRETTY REFLECTION IN THE SIDE OF THE BLACK PORCHE BOXSTER. The full moon twinkled down on the pair as they leaned against the front of the car staring at the skyline that overlooked the Roppongi district. From the view of where 50-year-old Kishibe stood, he could see the bright lights that lit up the casino he owned. He was positive that people were still gambling their lives away, helping his bank account grow and helping fund his gorgeous sugar baby's expensive lifestyle. A person looking in from the outside would assume that Y/N was swindling him out of his money. He always let out a sonorous laugh at that. It wasn't really their business, but at the same time, he didn't mind.

If Kishibe could give Y/N the fuckin' stars out of the sky himself—he would in a heartbeat. He didn't understand what overcame him to just throw his money at the woman, but he just did. His closest friend Quanxi liked to joke that he was in love and (dumb). 'Cause what sugar daddy fall for their sugar baby?

He didn't believe Quanxi at first. Kishibe didn't do well with relationships because of his wealth. Money changes everyone, so obviously, it would make any logical women that adored Jimmy Choo heels and Chanel purses pussy wet for his money—not him. But why was she so different?

"Did you hear what I said?"

Her voice interrupts his thoughts before he shakes his head, "Sorry, what did you say?"

"It was nice meeting Quanxi and her girlfriends. They were so nice." Y/N sighs happily before she's taking a sip out of Kishibe's flask.

Kishibe chuckled at her statement. "If I didn't approach you in time, you would have been the fifth girlfriend because she was flirting with you."

"I may have taken her up on her offer." Y/N elbows Kishibe's side jokingly.

The crisp breeze swirls around the two, and he watches the young woman shiver under the tailored suit jacket over her shoulders. Kishibe stood up fully from sitting on the hood of his Porche, "Are you ready to go home? I don't want to keep you out so late." His hand reaches over to tug his jacket further on her frame.

He knew there were better times to come to their secret place, considering the weather & the two attire. He didn't want her to get sick because he needed to escape his casino's obnoxious and overbearing crowd.

With his hand collecting hers to attempt to warm it up in the Fall nightly weather, he watches her smile before shaking her head. "No, I want to see the stars." Y/N breaks eye contact with him to glance up at the stars, winking down at them.

She let go of his hand to walk around the car to climb back into it. Kishibe follows, getting into the driver's side, and his eyes glance up at the stars. Like the diamond necklace around Y/N's neck, the stars danced across the dark sky like they were waltzing on a dance floor. Kishibe's eyes glanced over to stare at the beauty on the passenger side.

Y/N felt his eyes drilling a hole in her body. Despite the chilly weather, his stare made her feel hot all other. She sunk further in her seat before her eyes traveled to the older gentleman. "What?" She asks, her head innocently tilting.

Maybe, Quanxi was right. He was dumb and in love. There Kishibe was staring at the beauty next to him as her brown skin illuminated against the little light the moon gave the two. His head resting on the steering wheel of his car with his lip caught up in his teeth—completely love-struck.

"It's nothing." His lips curve into a sly grin before he lifts his head and glances ahead.

He could hear her shuffling to move closer. He knew because he could smell that intoxicating floral perfume she used.

"Tell me." She says as soon as he turns to look at her.

"It's nothing, sweetheart." Kishibe lets out a happy sigh. He extended his arms, so his right arm rested behind her seat. "Just admiring how beautiful you look tonight."

Y/N kicks off her heels so she can fully turn in her seat. If Kishibe's mind was in the gutter—he would assume that she was about to lean over and give him head under the luminous moon. Instead, she's leaning in closer to kiss his lips.

"Thank you, old man." She pecks his lips quickly. "I really enjoyed spending time with you tonight." with each word that rolled off her tongue, she kissed Kishibe's lips, staining them with lipgloss.

With each kiss, Kishibe could feel his cock twitch in the three hundred thousand yen-priced tailored pants. He could blame his soon-to-be actions on the alcohol from his shiny silver flask and the clouding feeling of possibly falling in love. He could pass up the moment to make her feel good, so he took the leap.

The kiss got heated, spit was swapped, and minutes later, Y/N was in his lap without care that any car could pull up and interrupt their moment.

Kishibe chose the wrong car to want to have a quickie in. However, that's what made the moment so hot, so intimate. With the fusion pink strapless dress pushed up around her waist and her hips grinding against Kishibe's crotch like a cat in heat, it drove the older gentleman insane, completely feral even. His tongue traces alongside her plump lip gloss-covered lips, begging for a taste of the lemon drop cocktails she drank tonight. But he knew his little sugar baby too well for her to give him a taste so easily. She was a tease, and she knew it. She knew what she was doing when she left the house in the attire she picked out. It was just a ploy to tease him from the beginning.

The dress was short for times like this for him to push it up and slide her panties to the side (when he brought her a new designer bag, those were the nights she chose to not wear any at all). It hugged her silhouette like a tight-fitted latex glove to show off her dips and curves—just like Kishibe liked it. It was a bright fusion color because it perfectly highlights her golden complexion to have heads turn in the casino. Lastly, strapless to give Kishibe better excess for him to kiss her smooth skin.

Kishibe broke the kiss quickly when he realized that he could cause her to whimper for him in another way. His lips dragged kisses across her sculptured jawline before going down to her neck. The sweet floral scent of Y/N lingered up his nostrils and when he smelt her—his grip on her grew tighter. He kissed her right on her left breast and felt her giggle because she knew what was next.

"You're too old to be giving me those things," She jokes to him as her fingers comb through the strands of grey on his head. Despite her complaining about him giving her the scandalous hickey, her eyes are shifted closed, and a furtive grin is on her face.

The swelling feeling on her skin caused Y/N to pull back. Her back hit the steering wheel, causing it to honk the horn. She muttered an apology for interrupting such a moment as her panties were growing soaked, and she craved Kishibe's cock. Once more, Kishibe's staring at her as if she's the brightest and most expensive jewel in a jewelry store. His hand cups her face before he lets the pad of his thumb brush against her lip.

"Y/N..." He pauses, and his eyes light up, watching her mouth teasingly latch onto his thumb.

"Hm," She answers, giving him a wink before releasing his thumb with a pop.

And here, Kishibe's L bomb got stuck in his throat as he's quickly urging her to lift up so he could undo his pants. His cock throbbed to feel her wet walls clutch around him as tightly as the expensive dress on her body. Y/N didn't complain. Her hands are even shuffling to help him undo his pants. The sigh of relief from Kishibe was like music to Y/N's ears when she saw him push down his bottoms enough for his fat cock to spring out. It stood straight, with its tip glistening with precum from its slit.

Kishibe grabbed hold of the back of Y/N's neck to embrace her in one last harsh, gritty kiss. This time, he didn't wait for her to teasingly not let his tongue shove in her mouth. His tongue already intertwined with hers as his money-making hand propelled her hips to rock against his hardened cock. Kishibe cruelly pulls away from the kiss just in time for Y/N to get into it, and with their lips barely touching—he whispers, "Go ahead and sit on it, baby. I know you want to."

His hand was released from her body before he brought his hand up to her mouth. "Spit."

Y/N lips curve into. smirk before she collects a pool of saliva to let dribble in his hand. Her hand grasped the back of the headrest behind his head as she anticipated his thick cock finally indulging in her drooling cunt. Kishibe stroked his hardened cock, completely coating it with Y/N's saliva. He guides his cock towards Y/N's pussy, his tip brushing against her entrance, completely teasing her. He leaned to kiss her neck as Y/N sank further on his cock. "Take your time. I'm right here, sweetheart."

"It's just s'much, Kishibe." Y/N breathes out, her thighs quivering at the sudden stretch done by Kishibe's cock.

His manicured fingers dance along her sides, and he chuckles at her statement.

"Not so much of an old man now, huh?"

"Still old." Y/N jokes.

Kishibe chuckles before he grabs her hips and slams her on his cock. He didn't wait for another snarky comment while guiding her on his cock. Y/N head fell back in complete bliss as she moaned out Kishibe's name. Her hips bucked to meet Kishibe's guidance on his cock—the sensational feeling driving the two over the edge. With the car rocking due to their movement and Y/N's diamond pendant tapping at Kishibe's nose as she was riding him—Kishibe wanted the evening to end with Y/N cumming on his cock.

The lewd sound of heated skin slapping against each other was like music to Kishibe's ears. The grasp on Y/N grew tighter because Kishibe didn't want it to end. He didn't want to go without his cock feeling the way your cunt clenched around him.

"Shit." He utters breathlessly under his breath.

He looked in awe, watching the way Y/N jounced upon his cock. Her head sprang back as she moaned out Kishibe's name. His large hands traveled down to her waist to help her movements gracefully. His gloomy eyes traveled down between the gap of their heated bodies to gaze at how his cock disappeared into Y/N's drooling cunt.

"So close." Y/N voice cracks while riding Kishibe.

"Go ahead and cum, love. You've earned it." Kishibe says through groans.

Y/N never came so hard. She and Kishibe have had sex countless times, but this time was different. It was as if the two of you were expressing a feeling you wanted to express so severely in the moment's bliss. It didn't take long for Kishibe to follow right behind you. His thrusting upward became sloppy to mimic the overstimulation of Y/N's cunt pulsing around him. He leaned in to kiss Y/N's swollen lips to wrap the loving moment with a bow.

As the moment was dying down and Y/N's head fell to lay on Kishibe's chest, she let out a happy sigh attempting to regain control of her limp legs. She could hear Kishibe's heartbeat and her lips parted to say some snarky joke, but his words interrupted her.

"I'm in love with you."

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[delcakoo]

i’ve just been spamming you but hear me out😭😭 the knife picture got me thinking.. ni-ki but assassin AU that’s it that’s the plot🫡🫡

-🍒

cherri ur brain!!! sorry this is bad but i wanted to do smthn for u T-T slight gore warning

11:57PM — being an assasin constantly had its ups and downs, but perhaps the most annoying factor is how competitive the underground industry really is. to be specific, your strikingly handsome yet sly nemesis that went by nishimura riki, who’s challenged you on more jobs than you could count.

oh, how he pissed you off. the amount of times he’s stolen your missions and claimed bounties for himself was astronomical — though, it wasn’t like you haven’t done the same to him on numerous ocassions, including now.

either way, it was no excuse for him to be treating you like this when people could be coming to investigate any minute.

both wrists held tightly into his larger grip, niki pushes you against the luxurious wall of the park family’s mansion, hands restrained strictly above your head. both of you breathe heavily, and you try to ignore the crimson blood staining and dripping cruelly against the assasin’s once soft face (though at this point in your career, it wasn’t the most unusual sight).

his slicked back hair — once prepared neatly for the wealthy family’s party — has started falling out of place and onto his forehead, enhancing the messed up look following the harsh glare he sends your way. “what the fuck is wrong with you.” tone as sharp as the knife he places against your throat, the taller male pins you further all while you do your best to struggle away.

“i knew you were gonna find a way to mess everything up as soon as i saw you prancing around the ballroom, pretending like you weren’t busy plotting a murder in that pretty head of yours,” he spits. “this was my mission.”

“uhuh, you say that as if you weren’t planning the exact same thing, jackass.” attempting to elbow his arm away, you both seem to forget that only a feet away lies the narcissistic rich kid that is park sunghoon, blood drooling messily against his neatly slit throat while you both wrestle in each other’s grips. “always so unprofessional, do you wanna get us both caught you fucking lunatic?”

that seems to give niki a reality check. he glances over at the lifeless body pressed against the wall, biting his plump lip before reluctantly releasing you to conceal his dagger once more.

just at that moment, knocking echoes from the bedroom door nearby along with the panicked voice of a male servant. “mr. park? this young woman has been mourning for you, may you please come assist her soon? she says it is urgent!”

you and niki share a burning stare of understanding. the motive for the case; put an end to the heartbreaking son of the park family. “how many girls do you think he’s messed with?” you murmur.

niki’s movements are clearly trained as his feet silently pace over to the bedroom window. “nearly as many jobs we’ve taken combined, i’d say.”

it was weird having such a conversation with your enemy that didn’t invole threats or piercing glares in between. you despised how in the end, niki did this for.. partially good reason just like you. growing up in a community like this, it wouldn’t exactly be simple to go try and live a normal life now anyway.

following his trail, you pull your mask back on with a pondering sigh. “we could make a good team, don’t you think?”

he freezes, one booted foot up on the windowsill. “what? you got a crush on me now or something?“

you roll your eyes. “in your dreams, it was just a suggestion, doofus.” impulsively, you shove the fellow assasin out of the way, using the grip of your gloved hand to take his spot on top of the open window.

he watches as you calmly jump off the ledge, gripping onto the mansion’s roof in preparation to flee. “if you change your mind, let me know next time. i wouldn’t mind splitting pay with a pretty boy i guess.” another blank exchange of looks, and you’re off into the night sky, leaving a now flustered boy alone in the nearly pitch black mansion.

niki wasn’t too sure if he should be more interested in your offer because of the money, or the fact that he’d be spending time killing people with his crush.

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Day 13: learning a craft

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“Are you sure that's how it's done, Henry?” Spencer asked, evidently confused by the instructions his godson was giving him. The two of you had agreed to watch the little one for the afternoon when JJ would be busy and right now you were doing some origami.

You weren't very skilled at it, but compared to your friend you became an expert. Although, to be honest, you couldn't blame him too much, since you knew beforehand that Spencer had always been a little clumsy with manual activities. Still, you liked watching his hands working, almost as if it were a wonderful spectacle.

"Yes, uncle. You have to turn this part first and then the other…” the little boy began to say, guiding the man's hands himself until he managed to finish the dinosaur he was trying to make.

“Did you never make origami when you were a kid?”

"Not that I remember"

“It is a basic activity to develop children's motor skills. Maybe that's why you're so clumsy”

“Hey!” he complained, frowning at you and hearing you laugh afterward.

The two of you had a good relationship inside and outside of work, which allowed you to make those kinds of jokes, plus it was obvious to almost everyone that you had feelings for him. And if you didn't feel it, at least you pretended very well, always giving him compliments and looking for his company most of the time.

“I'm just telling the truth, handsome.”

“I may not know how to make it, but I know it originated in China around the 1st or 2nd century AD. C. arrived in Japan in the 6th century and it was then that he integrated into the Japanese tradition. In the Heian period, from 794 to 1185, origami was an important part of the ceremonies of the nobility, since folding paper was a luxury that only well-off people could afford. Then, in the Muromachi period, paper became cheap enough for everyone, and the origami style served to distinguish one social stratum from another, for example, between an aristocratic samurai and a peasant. But this art in the West is relatively recent”

“Only you, Spencer Reid, can be a genius who knows the origin of origami without knowing how to form a decent swan,” you murmured amused, while you proudly showed him your newly made work.

You and Henry continued making figures, until you saw your friend struggling too much with his blade and, feeling sorry for him, you sat next to him on the floor to explain to him how to do it. Your hands were on his to show him how and where to turn and although he had wanted to deny it, he became slightly nervous because of the closeness that suddenly existed between you.

“What is this done for, anyway?”

“Because they are pretty and they entertain children a lot,” you replied, shrugging your shoulders as you showed him the duck you had finished “And I think the older ones too, huh?”

“I think it was frustrating me more than entertaining me, but I'm lucky you're here” he laughed, admiring the figure you had in your hands and looking at the many others that were on the table. Henry was in who-knows-where, probably in his room looking for more coloring pages, so you were left alone with Spencer on the living room floor.

“Well, then maybe this will make you feel better,” you murmured, searching through your creations until you found the right one; it was a pretty red heart, carefully folded and made especially for him, “I thought about making you a frog, but I figured you'd like this one better.”

“Are you trying to seduce me? Because I warn you that I am a difficult man."

“Oh, Reid, I don't think so,” you laughed, moving your face close enough to hear him swallow and see his cheeks flush. “I think a woman determined enough can dull that brain and make your heart race.”

Spencer wanted to say something else, but you were interrupted by Henry, who indeed returned with his hands loaded with materials for more crafts. The rest of the afternoon he kept watching you when you didn't realize it, knowing that at some point he would end up giving in to those flirtations of yours and you would end up being his complete downfall.

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[doodle-pops]

Dating Ecthelion Would Include...

A/N: You wouldn’t believe how long I had this waiting to be posted along with the other Lords.

➳❥ He is someone who follows the rules of the city and society and cares about how society views him, so he hates the idea of taking risks in public. With that being said when it comes to you, he’ll make the exception and break a few rules here and there and if anyone has anything to say they’d have cold-looking Ecthelion staring at them.

➳❥ He adores giving you gifts whenever the occasion calls for it or even if it doesn’t. It’s the way your eyes light up when he sees that you love your gift and how you don’t hesitate to throw yourself into his arms to thank him.

➳❥ You have the luxuries of experiencing a free performance as well as his latest pieces he composes as the ‘flute master’. You have the tendency to call him a charmer anytime he plays his flute since you are…charmed.

➳❥ He enjoys going for walks with you around the city, mostly in the evening when fewer people are walking about and to mostly avoid a certain golden hair oaf that loves to trail behind you two claiming that he feels left out.

➳❥ Dating Ecthelion means being around Glorfindel, Galdor, Egalmoth and Rog quite often and they are always quick to share info about the stoic lord with you. They’d share all the embarrassing things he’s done from small come all the way up till yesterday.

➳❥ You two are frequently invited to dinners and lunch dates by the other Lords since when you’re around he suddenly becomes chattier and more whipped, and they love to tease him about this. You’re going to find lots of invitations arriving at your doorstep.

➳❥ The two of you enjoy slow dancing on evenings in the confinements of his quarters, knowing that no one in their right mind would barge in and interrupt. It’s one of his most favoured peaceful moments with you.

➳❥ The first time you asked him to train you, you and everyone else that was around saw his hair turned grey at the thought of you fighting. He doesn’t like the idea and thinks of you fighting because why would you when Gondolin was safe?

➳❥ You may or may not turn to Glorfindel to ask for help which just makes Ecthelion combust and jealous and threatens Glorfindel to bury him if you return home bruised. He spends the entire time eyeing him like a hawk ensuring that he does slip up, when he could have been training you instead.

➳❥ After your first three training sessions with Lord Glorfindel, and praising how wonderful of a warrior he was, Ecthelion blew a fuse and changed his mind. From the next day, he began training you in the basics and helped you to work your way up in strength and skills.

➳❥ At least with him as your beloved, you get the opportunity of a lifetime to have unlimited access to his fountains as your swimming pools. If he doesn't join you, drag him in by pretending to drown and watch as he becomes the epitome of a wet cat.

➳❥ He’s someone who didn’t realise that he would enjoy cuddling so much after hearing the activity being something popular couples perform. The first time you two cuddled, he literally melted into your embrace like a puddle and refused to depart from your arms.

➳❥ Hates to admit that he turns into a baby during cuddling and would launch into battle mode if anyone interrupted his pampering moment.

➳❥ All his kisses are done in private, and you can’t fight him to change his mind. Man is just stubborn. That’s something you’d have to learn how to deal with when dealing with him as well as his propriety-like behaviour. He won’t hesitate to give you a little scolding here and there. You’d probably have to tell him to loosen up a bit (A lot).

➳❥ You also get the opportunity to witness his drinking abilities with the other Lords. It’s the one time when he was unrestrained and would perform non-Ecthelion acts. Cue him and the other Lords skinny-dipping in his fountain while you look on ready to blackmail him with the info in the future.

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[strawberrystepmom]

tsukasa x f!reader. reader is a medical specialist and has two friends - the farmer and the navigator. wc 2.9k

Tsukasa is looking in your direction again.

You never have to look up to see it, feeling his rich brown eyes searing into you even from a distance is enough to know, but this time you do. Flicking your gaze upward to meet his, you see the faintest hint of a smile on his face and he looks away, embarrassed. If you were closer you’re certain that his tan skin would be dusted with the faintest hue of pink across his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose - it has been all of the other times you’ve caught him so you can fill in the blanks on your own now.

“You could just speak to him, you know?”

Whatever reverie you were enjoying is quickly interrupted by your friend, the farmer, bringing a bundle of fresh medicinal herbs to your desk, plopping the twine tied bundle down on your work table. She folds her arms and leans over the table, bending at the waist, and you scoff.

“I don’t want to hear it from you.”

She shrugs and brushes the dirt she just flung across your table off with the side of her hand, letting it settle on the ground below both of your feet. It has been around a month since everyone arrived at the settlement and while you don’t ever dare assume things are going to be great, even before petrification your worried and logical nature served as a compass to keep you from doing so, they have gone better than expected. Everyone seems to get along well, the Ishigami VIllage settlers are eager to help and to find their place, and winter preparations are underway without issue.

You do have one issue, though, and he just so happens to be staring at you again even with the shield of your friend’s body between the two of you. Glancing over her shoulder, you don’t bother to meet his eyes and instead keep an eye on his form, thick forearms carrying unfathomably large stacks of lumber from one end of the camp to the other to build new pens for the horses. Tsukasa spends most of his time with them and he took the responsibility of creating new shelter for them on his own - the lack of manpower and muscle in the camp prevented this project from being completed until now.

He brought all the muscle and manpower you could ever ask for and it frustrates you to your very bones.

“I’ll bet he’s lonely over there by the stables all on his own.” Your friend teases and you shoot her a glance, pretending to inspect the yarrow and wild ginger she brought you to make medication with. “You should go and check in on him. I’m sure he’d appreciate it.”

Picking up the bundle, you wave it in her direction and point it toward the door.

“I’m just saying!” A poor attempt to defend herself but she tries nevertheless, shifting where she stands so that she’s no longer bent at the waist and instead pressing her hip against the edge of the table with her arms still folded. “Fresh bread is about to come out of the oven if whatever the hell Ryusui has been yelling about all day is true so you better grab some and take it to him before there’s none left.”

Fresh bread has become less of a luxury now that the Ishigami settlers and their chef have come along but it goes as quickly as it can be made. Considering for a minute that he may miss out if he’s too busy, you sigh and stretch your arms over your head while rising from the wooden stool you were sitting on. The shit eating grin of your friend makes you roll your eyes and you playfully bump shoulders with her when you pass by, headed toward the galley.

Perhaps you like Tsukasa more than you originally assumed you would. He’s handsome, of course, but anyone with eyes can see that and you assumed at first that he was no more than met your eye. Until you met his sister, his gentle doting over her coming off as nothing less than altruistic and loving. Until he started looking at you with affection you’d only dreamed of from across the camp, something so gentle in his eyes you believed you imagined it but it kept happening.

This is not a time to think about feelings, you remind yourself. The world is developing and whether you and your fellow settlers wanted it or not, you are its architects with science and medicine and lust for a life similar to how it once was.

A crowd has already formed around the galley and you groan, considering walking away empty handed rather than dealing with the thick of people. You know everyone, it’s the nature of things given there are less than 75 people in the settlement total, but it feels humiliating to be waiting here for bread that isn’t even for you. It’s for a man you find yourself endlessly intrigued by, someone you desperately want to get to know.

“Hey!”

You are caught before your thoughts can spiral too far and the local navigator and mapmaker waves at you, her hair a fresh pink from the dye Senku developed at her request, and she holds out a couple of medium sized rolls wrapped in a cloth to you. Steam wafts off of them and even your mouth waters a bit in anticipation of biting into it.

“You two set me up,” you shoot toward the woman who shrugs. They did indeed set you up, planning to create a situation where you’d have no choice but to go to the object of your affections, but it’s hard to be mad when it’s well meaning.

“Tell your little friend I said to mind her business.”

The navigator snorts and waves you off toward the stables in the distance with a fond smile.

“Love you too!”

You don’t respond with anything but a barely audible grunt but you don’t have to, knowing that the bond between you, the navigator, and the farmer is as unbreakable as anything has ever been. The three of you have built this small community from the ground up with the assistance from everyone here. There have been arguments, of course, but ultimately the purpose has remained the same for everyone and that is making sure that every person has a great quality of life in tumultuous times.

Walking across the slowly yellowing grass on your way to the stables, you look around in awe at how autumn has arrived practically right before your eyes. The leaves blaze in shades of red and orange, the sun hangs low in the sky and warms away whatever chilly breeze may otherwise make you uncomfortable, and before you know it your legs have carried you down a path you’re familiar with and you find yourself faced with the man you try so hard to avoid.

He’s inescapable, you’ve now realized, and the thought makes you want to bolt but you hold your head up and smile at him.

“Hi there,” he offers kindly. That faint dusting of pink colors his cheeks and you find it hard to look away, wishing your traitorous fingertips didn’t want to reach out and feel the warmth beneath them. He looks to you like someone who runs warm blooded, a passionate man with a fire inside of him that burns inside out.

“Hi.” You finally respond in like, holding up the cloth wrapped bread slightly awkwardly. “Fresh out of the oven, I wanted to make sure you got some.”

You’ve never really done anything like this before and courting has become even more necessary and uncomfortable in a world where marriages and love can easily be bargaining tools to make a more comfortable life for everyone. You know all too well about Senku’s advantageous marriage and divorce, something the farmer has lamented on more than one occasion given her budding affection for the scientist, but you do not want him to see you as an advantage or a stepping stone because that is not how you see him.

You see him for the man he is. Warmth that runs deep enough you swear you can see a little fire in his irises isn’t something that should only be chosen for advantage, it should be stoked and adored.

“Thank you, I appreciate it.”

His words are a little awkward as well. All of this, love and affection, are just as new to him as they are to you and he hopes that you don’t think he is rude or cold or mean or anything he has been accused of being in the past based off of the assessments of those who don’t know him.

“It’s the least I can do considering you’re making sure our horses have a warm winter, too.”

You smile and he feels his face burn rather than just heat, the pink deepening into something closer to red. Any praise he receives from you sticks in his mind for days afterward and it makes him embrace the moments, considering you wouldn’t even say his name for the first several weeks they were here. It didn’t stop his feelings from developing further and further every day, though, and now they weigh heavily on his mind when he sees you.

Could you ever love him? Would you ever want to? It keeps him up at night if he lets it.

“I’m glad to be able to do it. They deserve somewhere nice and warm, too.” You lift the bread in his direction and present him with one of the still steaming rolls and his eyes widen, a genuine smile breaking across his features. “Speaking of warm…it’s still hot and everything.”

Giggling at his amazement, you nod. There’s something so indescribably boyish about him beneath the masculinity of his exterior and you see it most when he smiles. You haven’t learned much about the man from his own mouth, instead from his sister Mirai and Gen who is always eager to talk about anyone, but you know that he hasn’t always had much to smile about. His life has been marked by a lot of worry and strife and even the mentalist himself remarked that he seemed lighter since arriving in America a few days back, the fresh air and chance to continue to help reinvigorating him.

“I didn’t want you to miss out.”

For a moment, you consider if you should walk away. Maybe he wants to be left alone so he can go right back to work, the sun setting earlier every day leading into the cold season leaves little time to get work done during daylight hours but he nods toward a makeshift bench that is just a plank propped up on two stumps.

“Do you have time to stay for a while?”

Again, the terrible urge to bolt comes over you. Looking around camp you judge how much of a scene it would make to flee, rushing toward the medical barn with your head down. It would almost certainly cause more of a scene than just sitting beside him considering nobody is looking in the direction of the two of you, granting you more privacy than you expected.

“Sure,” you answer, smiling hopefully and keeping your head slightly downturned to conceal it at least a little. You don’t get your hopes up, after all. “I have to make medicine but that can wait until later.”

Tsukasa hums, clearly interested in what you have to say about these medications, and leads you toward the bench. The clearing is dappled with sunlight coming through the grove of trees above you and it feels like something out of a movie you watched once, something involving a lonely man searching for something to anchor him to the world besides persistent pain. He found love in a clearing just like this, sunshine warming his face and presenting him with the fact that life might not be as bad as it has always seemed.

“Oh yeah? What are you making this time?”

He sits and you follow suit, sliding beside him but keeping a respectable distance. You unwrap your bread and cross your knees, leaning forward slightly. His eyes are on you again but you choose to occupy yourself with the warm food in your hands instead, tearing off a small piece to cool down.

“Well, I was given some yarrow which is good for inflammation and some ginger which is good for stomach aches and now I have to figure out how to process them both and still make them as effective as possible which is a challenge sometimes.”

Tsukasa has never considered himself stupid but he knows he can’t keep up with this line of conversation due to lack of experience so he nods, tearing off a piece of bread himself and shoving it into his mouth. While chewing he internally reviews each of his motions - do you think he’s rude? Impolite? Brutish? Is he eating too loudly? Is he too much?

All he worries about is how you view him and yet it remains a mystery. He wants to believe the returned glances are your way of repeating his affection back to him but cautiousness keeps him from mindlessly dreaming. What if he’s misreading?

You glance at Tsukasa out of the corner of your eye and realize that you may not be the only overthinker sitting on this bench, his eyes clouding slightly while he gets lost in his own mind. It’s hard to say what he’s thinking about without being there but you clear your throat after chewing your first bite and he turns his attention back to you as quickly as he can.

“I’m sure Senku can find a way to help if I need it, though. He’s good about that.”

Nodding, he agrees with your assessment of his good friend. Senku is a good man and a gifted leader despite his sometimes lax attitude and there have been many situations he has already helped resolve around the camp since arriving. A less evolved and kind part of him is frustrated that he does not have the same skills to best help you but he will always offer what he does have which is time and a tender heart full of longing.

“I could help if you need it,” he offers and you smile, giggling to yourself. You don’t bother to hide this one and he revels in the sight of your pretty lips and teeth, something just for him. You are beautiful and often smile but never this effortlessly. “I’m serious. I have hands and can tear some flowers off of their stems.”

Looking down at his hands while you chew another bite of your bread, you raise your brows and swallow. Without thinking, you let your thoughts take on a mind of their own and your voice follows suit.

“I’m sure you could tear a lot more than flowers from stems with those hands.”

He can’t be certain but he believes you may very well be flirting with him. Raising his brows in return, he chuckles. The surprise in his laughter cannot be hidden and immediately you wish you would have bolted back to the barn and given everyone a story to tell at dinner tonight.

“Maybe a long time ago but now I only want to use them for healing or…” he trails off a moment and you look up at him through your lashes, your own face warm with embarrassment from your slip of the tongue. “Loving, maybe.”

The way the word comes off of his tongue tells you that there’s nothing short of a lover beneath the exterior. Loving, you think. Maybe he could love me.

Chewing another bite, you let the weight of both of your words settle. Perhaps your friends were right to set you up on a perfect autumn day, the breeze rusting his dark hair around his shoulders and making him resemble the man who fell in love in a light dappled clearing even more. Your heart pounds in your chest and you try to play it off, shrugging flippantly.

“We’ll just have to see, won’t we?”

Your question isn’t a question as much as it is a statement but it’s exactly what Tsukasa needed to hear and he nods in agreement. This is the smallest shred of hope you like him that he’s dared to tuck into his mind yet but he does it. This hope will carry him through the chilly evening while he’s in his bed, wondering if you could ever love him or not.

She will. He thinks to himself in the daylight, bold enough to think about you while you’re sitting next to him. I’ll make sure I’m worthy of it.

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[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - Top Spies Part 3/8

This chapter is so good, I'm really setting you up🤭🤭

Ruben and Reader are super spies, who have to pretend to be a married couple on vacation as a co-signed mission. A enemies to lovers fic, very sweet and funny!

Enjoy!

You woke up to somthing heavy pressing you down against the matress. Somthing heavy and warm.

"Ruben, get off me."

So he was a heavy sleeper. Not a very good trait for a crime fighting agent.

"Ruben please, I can't feel my legs."

A low grunt was the only sign of life coming from him. Trying to stirr him awake only made it worse. Ruben's grip around your body tightened as his face snuggled into the fabric of your shirt, which by the way, was starting to rise above your hips, revealing more of you than you ever wished for Ruben to see.

Suddenly there was heavy knocking on your hotel door.

"It's the hotel manager!" The voice behind the knock said. A female voice.

"Ruben, somone is..."

You had to say no more. Ruben's grip around your was gone and so was the weight of him. The knocking doors woke him up as if he had selective hearing.

"I'm sorry to disturb you this early Mr and Mrs Moreno, but it is very important!"

"Wait here." Ruben said, faster than you to get up and out of bed. His face looked sprung woke, his hair pointing in every direction. He ran a hand through it on his way to the door. You were right behind.

"I told you to wait in bed." He frowned.

"I'm not your real wife Ruben, don't tell me what to do."

He shook his head but stretched to open the door, revealing a tall woman dressed in suit and tie.

"Good morning Mr and Mrs Moreno. I am sorry to disturb your sleep this early in the morning, but I have received some very urgent information about your stay here at Resort de la Martinez.

"What information?" Ruben said, a hand held behind his back.

Who sleeps with a gun strapped to their sweatpants, you thought. Either way, the woman did not look the slightest intimidate by Ruben's lack of hospitality, the opposite really.

"If I may introduce myself Mr and Mrs Moreno, my name is Beatrice Sanchez the manger of this resort.

"Yeah, and what do you want?" Ruben frowned.

"My boss has requested to invite you to stay at his villa as his personal guests."

Ruben looked to you and you looked to him. He turned back to the woman. "I'll have to discuss this with my wife, thanks."

The woman lunged forward, preventing Ruben from shutting the hotel door in her face. "I'm afraid there won't be much of a discussion. My boss insists that you and your wife be his guests at the villa. He is very thankful for what you did for his nephew the other night."

Again, Ruben shot you a puzzled look. The boy who's life he had saved at dinner turned out to be the nephew to one of Portugals most infamous druglords.

"Our staff will have your things escorted as soon as you're ready, the woman, Beatrice, said. She bowed her head, leaving you and Ruben with no other option.

"What do we do?" You asked Ruben as he shut the hotel door.

"Call Captain Harlow. Tell him that there's been useful developments in our mission and that we need more equipment."

"More equipment? For what?"

He smiled. "Surveillance."

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"What now?" You asked.

Within days you and Ruben were moved into a lovely Spanish Villa at a private section of the resort. You had staff catering to you at all hours of the day and a car for you to use during the reminder of your stay. Although the offered luxury was tempting, you and Ruben stuck to your mission and spent most nights in the streets bugging the entire resort with cameras, microphones and movment sensors. During the day you were pretty much free to do whatever, most suspicious activity occured during night anyway.

"Let's go to the beach." Ruben yawned, stretching his arms above his head.

"The what now?"

"The beach. People need to see us do normal stuff together, otherwise they'll suspect that somthing is off."

He had a point. You hated that he had a point.

"Fine. Just give me a minute to pack my stuff."

"No need. Just grab a towel and take your clothes off. "

"Excuse me?"

Ruben grinned. "Didn't you read the signs on our way up here?"

"What signs?"

"There's only nude beaches around this private section. No bikini's allowed."

"What? That's ridiculous. "

"Those are the rules." He shrugged.

"Ruben, I'm not going to..."

"I'm joking." He chuckled.

You sighed in relief, tossing your bikini top his way. He caught it with one hand, twisting the fabric between his fingers before handing it back to you.

You had gotten to know each other very well, during the days you spent together. Contrary to your beliefs, Ruben could crack jokes. Lame jokes. However, some of them made you chuckle.

"I am going to the beach though." Ruben said. He had been down there every day since you moved to the villa. For some reason he was convinced that Alejandro Martinez kept a submarine near the Island. The best place to look was near the ocean.

"Then I am going to enjoy my day playing golf."

"You play golf?" Ruben questioned.

You grabbed your gloves and cap from your suitcase. "I'm a former junior champion, if you must know."

Ruben said nothing, although he looked impressed.

"Have fun." You said once the two of you went your separate ways.

Ruben walked to the beach as you took the car to the resorts own private golf course.

You stepped onto the lush green grass, clubs slung over your shoulder and your sunglasses perched on your head. You hadn't played golf for years, but this vacation/mission in Madeira actually allowed you to take up the sport that you loved so much.

As you made your way around the golf course, you couldn't help but notice the admiring glances of the other golfers. You were used to this kind of attention when you were younger, but today there was one man who caught your eye in particular. He was a tall and handsome stranger with piercing brown eyes and a charming smile. As you played your respective rounds around the course the man and you kept crossing paths, and he made a point to flirt with you shamelessly, despite you fake wedding ring. He seemed to be completely unfazed by the fact that you were married. In fact, he seemed to be drawn to it, as if the forbidden fruit was all the more tempting because of it. At first you were taken aback by his forwardness. You had never been one to encourage such behavior from strangers, and you certainly didn't want to risk anything that could potentially intrud the mission that you and Ruben had. However the man kept approaching you, forcing you to tell him off.

"Is your putt shot as awful as your pick up lines?"

The man laughed with his whole face, making him even more handsome.

"Is that a challenge?" He said.

You shrugged. "It's not a challenge when I know I'm gonna win."

The man looked to his caddie, nodding his head as to say that he was impressed. "Pepe hand me my putt." He ordered.

The caddie brought him his club, exchanging it for his iron seven. You stood ready to go, with the last hole within reach. You swung the club with ease sinking the ball right away.

"Impressive. " The man applauded. "If I sink the ball first try I'm taking you to dinner."

You smirked. He was slick, too slick for his own good. Successfully sinking the ball in the whole, the man turned to you, sporting a complement smile. "I guess dinner is on me. How about the restaurant near the marina?"

"Great, my husband and I will meet you there at seven."

The man laughed but stretched out his hand to shake yours. "Pleasure playing with you...."

"Y/N." You smiled. "Y/N Moreno."

"Alejandro Martinez." He said, causing your hand to go lump in his grip.

"Y...your...him."

"The owner of this resort? Yeah that's me."

But he was so young. Younger than you thought he'd be. He looked to be around fifty years old, but very fit for his age.

"You and your husband....you're staying at the villa with my family, no?"

"Um...yes."

You had a bad feeling about this. Alejandro Martinez was never known for spending much time at his resort, but here he was, enjoying a round of golf with you.

"Than we shall all see you again tonight." He turned your hand and kissed your knuckles. Heat rose to your face as you pulled away.

You couldn't wait to report all of this back to Ruben.

#fanfiction #football imagine #ruben dias #man city #manchester city #ruben dias x reader #ruben dias imagine #footballer imagine #footballer x reader #football angst

[fastfoward]

epilogue, first draft

Over a thousand years ago a great demon was unleashed upon the world. Unimaginably cruel and just as powerful, it ravaged the land and killed untold amounts of people simply for fun. Luckily for the world, there was a small band of warriors who managed to take on the demon and eventually bring it down. Then, they tried to learn where this demon came from and they learned it was placed there by the gods themselves. The demon had grown so powerful the gods did not know what to do with it and unleashed it upon humanity, knowing that a strong band of heroes would arise.

The band of warriors did not take this information as well as the gods had hoped. They judged the action of the gods unfair and unwise. That it was unfair for humanity to fix the gods’ mistakes. They argued and argued, and soon the argument became physical. The small troup of warriors took on the gods in battle. They won.

The battle was brutal and destructive. The planet itself shook and cracked open and split into three pieces. As a last act the gods defied logic and made it so the world would remain as such even if it was split into pieces, each third remaining close, but not touching, one another. The band of warriors then disbanded, each heading down their own paths.

The Free Kingdom of Corralina

Life remained somehow relatively unchanged in one third of the world. The land was governed by independent citystates, though all bent the knee to the Wandering King, one of the godslayers. The land was ravaged by wild and terrible monsters, travel was difficult and technological progress recessed. However, people survived and learned how to fight back. Cities fortified and developed new techniques to hunt down the wild monsters. Magic was rediscovered. Soon, monsters stopped being a threat and instead became a resource. Monster parts were used to develop stronger weapons and more powerful spells. The Free Kingdom of Corralina became renowned for its powerful warrior-mages, keeping would-be invaders from the other thirds at bay.

When one reaches maturity in the The Free Kingdom, or when one becomes accepted as a citizen, they receive a small silver goat horn. Whenever someone is in trouble and confronted with dangers they cannot handle, they may blow this horn; if the Wandering King hears it, he will rush to the rescue with his eternal bride of iron, and obliterate whatever danger is there. In exchange, all the King will ask is to pay up any unpaid due taxes.

The Corporate Real-Estate Holdings of ActionDeath

Life changed considerably in one third of the world. The industry capital of the old world grew immeasurably up until it covered the entirety of all available landmass, ruled by two of the godslayers. They combined their assets, technology and enchantments to twist the very meaning of life and death, forever altering what it even meant to be human. No gold is exchanged in the land of ActionDeath, the only payment the Corpo-Government will exchange for goods and services is mortality. The lifespan of beings can be removed, added and exchanged through proprietary processes and rules all legal exchanges. A land where one lives to die. A land where one must die to live. Oddly enough, when asked people will report they preferred things this way, preferred this to how life was in the olden days. They answer this sincerely. 

Technology has advanced at an accelerated rate in this land. Both cybertronics and biohacking have become common aspects of daily life. Progress in health technology has skyrocketed and some of the lucky few live in impossibly luxurious comfort; but even the lower classes of society have access to all the food and entertainment they need to subsist. As long as the engine of progress are still running, life will continue in one shape or another.

The Holy Bassin for The New World’s Goddess

Life became… confusing, in one third of the world. The death of the old gods left a spiritual vacuum to be filled, and while many pretenders emerged they all either imploded or eradicated one another. All except for one curious pair, a brother and sister duo, two of the godslayers. The sister was an odd one but could perform indescribable miracles. She would effortlessly create pure energy which could be used to power homes and vehicles. She would affect the weather to help farms and nature be at their best, and she would, in some way, transform the minds of those who fit ill in this society. She communicates strictly through metaphors though luckily her brother always stays at her side, ready to translate her wisdom to the common folk.

The old gods were declared devils, and She to be the one true god, having banished them to hell. For the spiritually inclined, the Holy Bassin is a living paradise. In this land of plenty, technology and scientific progress has stagnated. The Arts, however, have flourished. It is common for people of this land to go on a pilgrimage and explore the other two third, but rarely are they ready for such trips, and rarely do they come back alive. 

Be mindful. Happiness is mandatory. Happiness will be enforced.

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As for me? I dunno. I never fit in well with the other godslayers. I had a bit of a temper, I’ll admit, and my relationship with most was never really positive. In fact it was downright adversarial sometimes. But all that is in the past now. I’ve been wandering across the world, I have a bit of a route I like to follow. Turns out monster parts, techno gadgets and pure raw energy are incredibly useful and praised outside their homelands. I don’t ask for much in return, just some place to sleep, and a chance to listen to the people. I’ve spent my youth with the godslayers and I think… I think I forgot what it was to be… them. A person. All the experiences of being a human. It’s been over a thousand years now, honestly I’ve completely lost track, and honestly? I don’t think I’ve completely caught up with those experiences. 

#don't worry about anything

[writingforatwistedworld]

I saw you're opening request! Can i have a self-aware au for the yandere savanaclaw boys, where fem reader says "i wish i can enter in your world, so that i can marry you"

I don’t really do genders in requests so this is neutral.

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, kidnapping, unhealthy relationship, imprisonment, violence, murder, abuse, obsession, class systems, inequality, marriage

Leona Kingscholar/Ruggie Bucchi/Jack Howl-“I wish could enter your world to marry you…”

My poor man over here is probably not having the best sight on marriage

I mean, it is totally normal in kingdoms with older customs that royalty gets married early so that the bloodline is guaranteed to continue so I wouldn’t be surprised if his brother married very young

(And look at Checka. Thats not a baby but a child. Who knows how early they had him)

But let us set the scene for “the drama”

He was just standing there, basking in your gaze whilst talking to your vessel, Yuu…

Something about not wanting to get involved in Azul schemes…

Then you suddenly are just staring at him

And here he thought he was the creepy one with seeing you in his dreams all the time, imagining how it would be if you would only belong to him…

Cue to him not answering to what Ace just said

Oh? You want to know why? Well you just said “I wish could enter your world to marry you…”

The redhead is actually getting worried for his seniors health, seeing how the dorm leader is looking like he could pass out any second now…

What a sight to see!

But yeah, he won’t recover from that so easily

Tries to be all suave and pretend like he is sleeping whilst in truth he is screaming in his head

He is not disliking what you said.

Quite the contrary but imagine someone of his caliber of obsession who is not the biggest fan of marriage suddenly gets that dropped onto them

But you seem to want this. Seems like he needs to talk to the dorm leader of Diasonia (*gasp* what does he want to do??!) and get you into their world. He will make sure that you have a comfortable life in luxury… just him… and you… and him… and the corpse of that fool who dared to look at you for too long….

I think his sight on marriage would neither be negative nor positive?

He already takes care of the people in the slums so I doubt that a family (even if it’s just you two) would be something he would be against

Only downside would be that marriage can be quite expensive but let us talk about that when the time is right

So our the hyena was just trying to get away from Rook who eyed his tail like he was ready to take the pelt off of his tail, for “le foulard” or whatever…

And then suddenly he hears a few certain words… “I wish could enter your world to marry you…”

You see, there is class difference between Leona and him. Leona is admiring you, you who gave the King of Beasts a chance and in return for him to grant a chance to the lowest of the low, the hyenas

So his admoration for you is on a whole other level

If you were to ask he would make “le foulard” himself

Mhm totally not gut wrenching…

But what can he bring to the table? Yes, he may be good at doing work of all kinds but in the eyes of most he is nothing more than a lowly, dirty, useless hyena from the slums

From that point on he is trying even harder to earn money, take care of everyone and now even to climb the ladder up as well

Whenever he returns home he is also having that distant look in his eyes, imagining how it would be to have you here

But then again, he is a lowly hyena… nope, he might appear like it’s not bothering him but in truth it does hurt him somewhere in there

But when he talks to the kids in the slums and tells them stories about you they have changed

Before… that he was always saying how just you were and how great it was that you didn’t see people as who they were born but rather as who they are on the inside

Now he is getting that gentle tone in his voice, telling them of kindness as well

Oh what he would do have you with him… Maybe in another life outside of the slums…

Since Jack is from the Shaftlands his view on you is a completely different one

The people from there don’t see you as someone so lax like someone who is fighting for equality

In their eyes you are perfection... which means that you are also that on his

The good thing is that he is not a perfection or beauty fanatic like Vil and Rook

So... the whole not-so-healthy thing is more passive than agressive

Also, I can see him wanting a partner in his life

Don't know why, I just know

So here he was, doing sports... and then faceplanted into the ground, taking a shrieking Vil with him

Had he heard you just right??! You wanted to marry him??!

Ring the bells! Get the cake and be ready to never see the light of the sun again, yes, we are going that route

If only there was a way to get you to him

Maybe, and I use the word “maybe” very lightly here, he overheard a certain group of people in green talking about a way to get you into their world

Mhm, the house you will spend the rest of your life in is already prepared and the only thing missing is you

He is ready for that peaceful life in the middle of the woods with some children and if you have to adopt them then that doesn't make any difference

He just wants the picture-perfect life, ok? White fence, a kid (or two), a golden retriever and the happy parents

Now don't jump out of line though! Otherwise he has to “fix” you again and you know how much he hates to hurt you

#self aware twst #yandere twst x reader #twst x reader #twst #twst leona #twst ruggie #twst jack #yandere twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #yandere leona #yandere leona x reader #yandere leona kingscholar #leona x reader #yandere ruggie #yandere ruggie bucchi #yandere ruggie x reader #ruggie x reader #yandere jack #yandere jack howl #yandere jack x reader #tw: yandere #tw: kidnapping #tw: unhealthy relationship #tw: violence #tw: murder #tw: abuse #tw: obsession

[thedivineart]

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꒰ one ꒱

• wheel of fortune - a kind of individual who is happy-go-lucky, they often active and assertive most of the time. a lot of hobbies and do busy every time, this can also indicate that they are cheerful individual. they can also view themselves as someone who is magnet of good things in life and do believe that karma is real. you may not know what are they thinking ( unpredictable person ) but in sense of good way. a type of person who isn't moody and probably will make you laugh and crack a joke even it seems corny sometimes. they might be well travel or they desire to travel and explore the exciting places they wanted to pay visit. It could also mean that they are very educated individuals who seeks learning or has a desire for learning more so that they can expand what are there knowledge. even though they might don't like people attention perhaps they like it, people often find them as centre of attention probably the reason why is that this individual have magnetic personality which people can drawn too.

꒰ two ꒱

• page of cups - very youthful energy here, they might be around/ same your age or younger than you, could be also have this baby face or simply just childish too. a kind of individual who is highly sensitive but sweet at the same time, a gentle being so do treasure them cause they are good people. if they are hurt or something they likely not to say or express it so they might be pretend that everything is okay even though it isn't at all. I'm getting water sign with this person ( Gemini and Cancer ) they want love and to be liked when they start interacting with other people. Playful and youthful in nature as well but warm to everyone, it doesn't matter if you are good or bad to them. they also active and have plenty hobbies or doing in a day of their life and wanted to be special with someone else which can truly listen to them and to their untold story, they tend to be emotional individual. they might be have crush on you or you will have crush to them, this could also signifies that they are your admirer.

꒰ three ꒱

• ace of pentacles - for what I feel your next lover is the one who will offer their love for you or they offer/give something to you ( so that will be your sign if they were them ). it could be mean that this person was born in high status family ( a family that have privilege to anything ) or if not, they are good at handling money ( or in spending/ saving money ). they tends to choose simple things yet make themselves looks so expensive/ luxurious individual and sometimes they can fool others by there expensive effects of looking. a naturally love food and might know how to cook delicious foods and do love/prefer being outside ( extroverted ). realistic person but in positive way of it and also wise for what is their real age and do tends to give you good advice in life. possible that this person isn't into love too as they have different view in love matters.

꒰ four ꒱

• 7 of cups - a type of individual who is lucky enough to have plenty options or choices into their life. someone who looks things in different way or perspective, they also seems a living fantasy which can be seen as weird at some way. people seems to disagree with there opinion but it really interested to hear with, it could also mean that they are someone who is a great story teller. they might be lacking in some characteristics however they can still be inspiring individual. into their style, they dress according to what they like or to their mood, also a imaginative and very colorful individual. at first they may seems too weird or confusing but that's how they are. they also use there creative side to create a new ideas however sometimes they act as scatterbrained individual but it can be cute or annoying.

꒰ five ꒱

• the empress - very nurturing and caring individual for people who pick this pile. probably he looks feminine ( if you prefer man ) and if she, it a beautiful individual. they naturally care and love animals and plants so they may own any one this. Being with person you can feel cared and comfortable for who you are as they don't judge easily or just simply having empathy towards others and what is living. they also loves kids or they already have one and do love artistic endeavors, might also likes color of nature and they prefer wearing clothes that is comfortable for them. at first stage of being in a relationship with them , they may tends not to show to you the traits of what written above as they will technically observe you first if you're going to like it that way.

꒰ six ꒱

• 3 of cups - life of the party individual it is, they want and always getting along or having fun with others. they simply represent as being who is affectionate and fun to be with. it is part of their nature to go in many events specially if they were the center of attention or the host of it, you never see this person alone and often with their friend, if you never see them with their friends probably they are resting or just busy on something. they are very friendly in nature and wanted all people are close with them and do make friends whenever they are, as well being charismatic and positive individual which lead people to fall in love with them. you will feel very happy with this person and you might meet them in some events. they tends to smile or laugh pretty often which people will look to them or they are good at fashion which can turn others head.

꒰ seven ꒱

• 5 of swords - no hate but this person is waving red flag, they tends to bully people or how they act and the way they talk can offend others which they can enjoy the most ( it seems they find their happiness through that thing ). annoying people is one of their hobbies which can be really annoying af, as well gaslighting others too. they tends to be manipulative and inconsiderate individual, they lack of empathy towards others too and has desire/ wanted to be envious by others. on the positive side, I sense that they just simply intimidating individual who doesn't talk that much.

꒰ eight ꒱

• page of pentacles - a kind of individual who is loves studying and learning and so expanding their knowledge too. they can be good at communication or the way they talk is something unique and noticable or communication plays a huge role into their identity. Also will try their very best to be healthy most of the time even thought in just small things, even though they don't have much experience in life they are mature individual for their age ( this could be younger or same age with you ). Likely don't see people as competitors but only themselves and how they can improve themselves and be better in next phase. They could be your friend ( more likely a great friend) first before turning to a lover, they are loyal and always do what they say and likely to keep promise. They naturally love animals and might possibly own a pet and also ambitious and hardworking individual, and likely to spend money wisely.

꒰ nine ꒱

• eight of wands - they are quite quick individual maybe the way they talk and how they act, also an active participant in life. likely to play sports or simply enjoying watching sports and tends to be talkative and have hand gestures when talking. you could meet them online ( in any social media app ), if not you may likely to see them most of the time. people tends to enjoy being with them and probably thinks that time flies really quick since the way they tell a story or communicate is very interesting and exciting or they very fun to be with they never run out of topics which people doesn't worry about it. they likely to have their own opinions and doesn't fear to said it or outspoken it and rarely people experience an awkward silence with them.

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[bridenore]

HD House Magic fic recs

Here are a few Harry/Draco recs featuring house magic. Listed in alphabetical order, as always.

Changing with the season by @harryromper [36k]

Harry’s determined the first time he hosts the extended Weasley clan for Christmas will be a success. The Grimmauld Place advent calendar has other ideas … until Draco shows up to help.

The Claiming of Grimmauld Place by @bixgirl1 [74k]

When Grimmauld Place begins fighting against Harry’s ownership of it, he decides he needs help to train the historic home — but little does he expect that it’ll be Malfoy who’s most suitable for the challenge. However, as Malfoy and Harry get closer, Harry comes to understand that expectations aren’t always the best path by which to guide his heart — and in the process learns just what is needed to make a house a home.

Coffee, Cakes and Doorknob Snakes by Omi_Ohmy [40k]

Harry’s house is trying to kill him, and only one person can help him: pity it’s Draco Malfoy.

Make Yourself by @anyaelizabethfic​ [103k]

Harry just wants to be safe within the freshly painted walls of Grimmauld Place, with his friends around him. But when he hears Draco Malfoy has been spotted at the local soup kitchen, he can’t help but encourage a different type of stray to come under his roof.

Martyred by @doingthechachaslide [82k]

Harry Potter only wants one thing: to take care of the people he loves. After Teddy’s abrupt departure from his role as Andromeda’s caretaker, Harry decides it’s finally time to step up and handle the job himself. Castoff Manor, an old Black family estate, has never seemed as sinister as the stories make it sound, but it’s there that Harry stumbles upon ghosts, haunting family secrets, and a familiar, snarky blond gardener hell-bent on chasing him out. Maybe if Harry sticks around long enough, he’ll finally learn why all of Andromeda’s previous caretakers have fled without looking back.

Matchmaker, Matchmaker by @firethesound [11k]

Sometimes, Harry can't help but wonder why such strange shit always happens to him.

Stately Homes of Wiltshire  by @waspabi [57k]

Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.

Title & Possession by @kbrick [49k]

Harry Potter’s life is going well in the aftermath of the war. Sure, his house is dark and run-down and might hate him (while his house elf definitely hates him). But other than that, things are good. Except, yeah, okay, Hermione and Ron are no longer on speaking terms. Worse, they keep trying to get Harry to pick sides. But otherwise, Harry couldn’t be happier. Well. Except for the fact that Ginny is being super weird about their relationship and never wants to have sex or talk about the future. But other than that, Harry is perfectly fine, thankyouverymuch. At least, he is until Draco Malfoy sues him for ownership of Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place. Then Harry really isn’t fine at all.

The Unknown Door by @amywaterwings [60k]

There is something wrong with the Bellcrest. The heart of the place beats rotten. Everyone says so. Where Draco is a magical property manager, Harry is a recluse, and they’re definitely not hiding from their problems in the run-down flats of the Bellcrest. Not at all. Not one bit. It goes as well as one might expect.

The Unplottable Time Conundrum by @writcraft [45k]

When the past starts bleeding into the present at Grimmauld Place, an old academic article pulls Draco Malfoy out of his life of luxury. Haunted by the memory of a fleeting post-war kiss and thrust into the ghostly spaces inhabited by Unspeakable Harry Potter, Draco’s easy life is about to get a whole lot more complicated.

What Dreams May Come by @firethesound [36k]

If Harry had to get called into work on his day off, at least he was able to get Malfoy called in too.

What We Pretend We Can’t See by @gyzym [131k]

Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.

Who Will Guard the Door by musamihi [36k]

The day his father is sentenced, Draco takes the Mark and is given his impossible task. Thorfinn Rowle, assigned to be his mentor, is less interested in assisting him than in satisfying his own appetites. As Draco sinks further into failure and watches the war sweep his parents away from him, he takes refuge in the Manor – a member of the family he never knew he had. But the Manor suffers its own wounds during Lord Voldemort’s residency, and the Chosen One may be the only force that can heal them.

You open always (petal by petal) by birdsofshore [65k]

Harry’s not the kind of person who pays for sex. He really isn’t. Until he is.

I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I did!

#my recs #drarry recs #drarry #theme rec

[passingthroughthenorthstar]

RP STARTER FOR @glissandolight

﹝Why was he so nervous about this? Was it the fact he may have put on too much cologne, or perhaps he might get recognized in public and have Paparazzi surround him and Dalv?﹞

﹝Whatever the reason was, Starlo shouldn't let it be too much of a fuss in his brain. He hasn't talked to the vampire in a while given both of their lifes catch them up quickly. Starlo's band, Dalv's writing, all of it was time consuming and the two haven't been able to hangout properly.﹞

﹝He can't even remember the last time the two were together, was it perhaps the birthday party they had for Ceroba or was it when he watched Dalv's recent concert with Kage? Whatever the reason was, Starlo locked the door to his house behind him and shook his head. You just plan to ask him for a simple walk outside, nothing else.﹞

﹝This ain't a date, this is a hangout.﹞

﹝Starlo huffed, watching the sun in the distance shine with warm light. It was a pretty nice day, and he was already gonna be walking around, so what hurt could a little driving do? Walking to the side of his house revealed a garage, and he opened it with the click of a button. Inside was a sleek black and blue colored motorcycle, painted with streaks of yellow and white to mimic a nebula within space. ﹞

﹝In grabbing his helmet, Starlo placed it on and hopped onto the motorcycle. He revved it a couple times to admire the engines' growls before riding off, the Garage closing behind him. Just within moments, he was already riding down the freeway to the city with ease.﹞

﹝Living not too far yet not too close from the city was a luxury not many monsters nor humans could afford, and yet Starlo was lucky to be one of the many monsters that could do so. Not just from his band status, but also because of his friends and family being there for him. He chuckled underneath his helmet at the thought, remembering that Dalv lives a bit farther from where Starlo is. They also had very different houses, that's for sure.﹞

﹝Entering into a car lane, Starlo made his way down a few streets and turns. Finding Dalv's house amongst this neighborhood wasn't hard at all, especially given how nice it was well kept. One the sight of purple came into sight, Starlo screeched the brakes and revved his bike so that he'd stop right in front of Dalv's house. Hopefully the vampire didn't hear the tires streaking loudly... ﹞

﹝After parking his bike against the sidewalk, Starlo lifted up his helmet window and looked at Dalv's house. It was pretty big for the small vampire, with the front yard having beautiful and varied plants growing like a magical garden. He walked up to the fronch porch slowly, taking notice of the Bleeding Hearts or Nightshade flowers growing in tandem with ecah other. The cowboy chuckled at the eerie beauty.﹞

﹝It was then, he was right in front of the door. Nervousness crawled up his arm as he was just about to knock, and decided to instead ring the doorbell. He noticed a left bouquet of burgundy and lavender colored roses on the stome patio below him, quickly picking them up and pretending he had bought them for Dalv.﹞

﹝...Dalv likes roses, right?﹞

#✭ rp starter #underblog💛 #✪ interacting with glissandolight ✨

[the-world-of-nai]

birth chart analysis: harry styles

today we are analyzing our air king, harry styles. i have noticed i've only been analyzing women so i wanted to switch it up. harry's chart kinda scares me, at least his big 6. anyways, let's get to it!

DISCLAIMER: this is just my interpretation of and opinion on his chart. it is not absolute truth, nor do you have to agree with it, but i'd like to hear your thoughts in the comments :) every sign has its shadow traits. i have aquarius and libra in my chart, but i will be pointing out the shadow traits of these signs. astrology is just for fun, not that deep. i feel the need to make this disclaimer as people are seemingly offended by some of my astro notes...

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sun in ♒︎, 11°

ah yes, the aqua sun. what is there not to love? the pickmeisha behaviour? the emotional unavailability? the know it all syndrome? LOL ANYWAYSSSS BEFORE ALL THE BUTTHURT PEOPLE COMMENT I WAS JUST KIDDINGGGGGGG (i am an aqua myself, okay? i'm allowed to make these jokes💅). so this placement makes harry a mercury influenced aqua (if u are dumb that just means he is an aqua with some gemini vibes sprinkled onto him). off the bat, we can say that harry is a humanitarian at heart. he wants to change the world and be known for some big innovation. he has a way with words. he likes to learn new things, but he is quite set in his own convictions. harry believes that he is smarter than most people, and he is probably right. developed aquarians are open-minded, but they are hardly wrong about things so their beliefs/convictions don't change much. the shadow side to this is (drumroll plz) KNOW IT ALL SYNDROME!!! with all that aqua in his chart, harry believes himself to be a genius but he is also above the school and education system. 2 cool for skool. did i mention how rebellious he is? harry is a stubborn person in general. he is either super traditional, or super liberal in his beliefs. he does not like to follow the crowd. he likes to come to his own conclusions on things and he has a dislike of sorts for those who cannot think for themselves. harry is eccentric, social, friendly, accepting of others, and a bit flighty if anything. he has some special snowflake syndrome for sure. he likes getting attention for his innovative ideas. he wants to be a pioneer of sorts. he likes to stand out for his uniqueness, so to speak. he wants to help the world and make it a better place. i mean, just look at his merch LOL. he wants to encourage people to be their most authentic selves, because he cannot imagine not living that way.

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moon in ♎︎, 11°

bro idk what it is with these celebs and libra moons! 3/4 of my analysis now have libra moons. it does add up though because libra moons value social status and luxury. harry is charming, emotionally aloof, attractive, and likeable. he is someone who does not like conflict. he values peace, harmony, and manners. MANNERSSSS. he is polite and sweet to people. he may be fake sometimes and pretend to like people who he doesn't like lol. he knows how to make others like/trust him and he can easily use this to his advantage (read: take advantage of other ppl after making them feel special and showering them with compliments!!). overall, he is very concerned with what is right. he will stand up to bullies, esp with that aqua influence. he likes fashion, luxury, status. he cares a good deal about his looks. he can be quite experimental/unique in his fashion tastes. he is not a very emotionally reactive person. it is rare to see him yell or get very angry. he is calm, cool, collected. a people pleaser at heart. he may have a strong conscience/gets guilty easily. he is indecisive on his feelings. he is a romantic and he longs to be in a partnership. he is very social and always wants to be around people because it energizes him, gives him meaning. the approval of others is important for his self esteem. without it, he may feel empty inside.

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asc in ♎︎, 28°

again, it is all about the MANNERSS with this man. he is so polite and charming. all smiles and compliments. a 'gentleman' so to speak. he is medium tall, beautiful smile, pretty boy. always well kempt and effortless beauty. quite aloof and detached when you meet him (and lowkey always cuz like he's all air). he is the type of person that u meet and u swear he was flirting with you, but then u see that he flirts with everyone LOLLLLLLLLL. he may be a hugger. makes people feel quite special. again, cares a good deal about his looks. to harry, meeting new people is like a game: how fast can i make this person like me???

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mercury in ♒︎

okay harry, we get it. you are not like other girls!! with mercury in aqua, harry likes to learn. he likes to write. he may be good at learning languages. he has a way with words, albeit a bit of a unique way. he is curious. he is fun to speak to. he may be interested in weird niche things like the occult, anime, poetry, etc. he likes to know about the world. could also be into debating and/or politics, esp with that libra in his chart.

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venus in ♒︎

more aqua, are we shocked?? taylor swift also has a venus in aqua,,, soulmates? so basically this means many things. harry treats his lover like his best friend. this can make his lover wonder if they're even special at all lol. to his loved ones, harry is generous, caring, friendly, accepting, understanding, and quirky. though he is non-committal and flighty as well. he values mental connection above all else. he wants someone who he can have good conversations with; someone who stimulates him mentally. he may be the type who is open to poly relationships LOLLLLLLLLLL or like sexual experimentation?? with all this aqua lmao. he has a very unique/eccentric sense of style.

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mars in ♒︎

harry does NOT CAREEEEEEE. he does not get mad or vengeful, he is a just a go with a flow dude who wants to have a good time. harry does not hold grudges either lol. again, he is rebellious and marches to the beat of his own drum. he does not like to be told what to do. he honestly could not give less of a fck what other people r sayin. he has his own methods when it comes to getting his projects done. his work ethic is: i will work when i feel like it! and if u tell him to work, he is less likely to do it because it triggers his aqua rebellion instincts.

anyways it's kinda hard to elaborate further cuz this man is just an aquarius through and through LOL.

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thank you all for reading! lmk your thoughts below. who should i do next??

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