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haus-mom · 4 months

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8, 9, 16 :)

UNAAAAAAAAAAAA THANK YOU SM <33333

8. Common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Gonna get my ass kicked for this, but Mizuki is not confirmed nonbinary and their arc is actually very far from being about that. "But they use they/them pronouns!" In the English translation, sure, but I feel like the translators have gotten themselves in some sort of loop they can't come out of. I understand that their gender is officially "?" but others referring to Mizuki with they/them doesn't make sense, since they're fem presenting.

It's so incosistent too! Kanade uses she/her for Mizuki to herself ONCE and then resumes using they/them

I think I've mentioned this a few times, but I would've done it very differently. N25 is not aware of Mizuki's genderfuckery, and they're fem presenting, so it's likely they'd use she/her. Same with people who are vaguely acquaintanced with them, like Tsukasa, Shizuku or Emu. Akito is aware of the rumours, but him not telling Ena means he couldn't care less, so it's likely he'd use she/her too.

What about An and Rui, who are aware of Mizuki's identity? That's the complicated part, since they'd give away Mizuki's gender. I guess I'd do my best to avoid using gendered pronouns? It'd be kinda hard, but at least it'd MAKE SENSE. If they're talking about Mizuki to other characters, they'd probs use she/her too regardless.

I haven't really read the new JP event, but they probably don't clear anything up when it comes to Mizuki's gender. I was hoping Mizuki's sister would say something like "oh mizuki's my sister/whatever" but in the summary I've read, as sweet as it seems, we're still kept in the dark. Oh well.

"But that'd be misgendering!" YES! THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON'T TELL PEOPLE ABOUT YOUR GENDER! PEOPLE TEND TO ASSUME! Plus, if Mizuki's not a trans girl not saying pronouns = gender, that's not what i'm going for here or nonbinary, and they're just an otokonoko (unlikely, but they can still pussy out, even though they had Mizuki singing villain, but whateeeeeeever), wouldn't they/them be misgendering them too?

It's frustrating, like, if you hc Mizuki as nb that's fine, but can people please stop going for the throats of those who use she/her for them? Not that hard, I promise!

9. Worst part of canon

Canon seems to be hellbent on having some duos as default, with little to no deviations. Leo/Need does this the least, but sometimes they do fall into Ichika+Saki/Honami+Shiho territory.

WxS also doesn't do this often, as it's very well balanced, but when it comes to mix events it's... Not that great. Rui+Emu is surprisingly lacking in content as well, I feel like they're in the background, which is a shame because I like them a lot.

MMJ is truly neutral. We have fun interactions all around, but Airi+Haruka is even worse than Rui+Emu. Please they are THE STRONGEST!!!! give them an event together. I'm sure they'd crush it.

N25 sucks so bad, like so, so, so bad. Most of the time it's Kanade+Mafuyu/Mizuki+Ena. I think they're trying to fix it, but since Mafuyu and Kanade are now roommates, it's... Not really working. Last Kanade event barely had Mafuyu on it, and that's something I really don't like about canon? N25 is overreliant on Mafuyu and sometimes it feels like the other member's problems take a backseat because Mafuyu's are more important. And that sucks. Kanade has it the worst of all because even in events where she miraculously gets away (? from her, she's still thinking of saving her. I get Kanade is very goal-driven and is determined to save her, but... Just Mafuyu? Like in Spojoy when Minori tells Kanade she should take time to herself because she's also important and that she'll be there for her, Kanade instantly thinks "Of course... I want to see Mafuyu smile!" and canon portraying this as a good thing and Kanade improving as a person SUCKS. SUCKS SO BAD. Thanks Kaito for telling her to snap out of it. Samsa is one of the greatest comm songs imo but it's about Mafuyu. The whole event was about Mafuyu's story.

I get it, but they've left Kanade's dad's plotline untouched for TWO WHOLE YEARS, it's what i said about the other member's problems taking a backseat. Mizuki I get, running away is their thing and they seem to be doing good by relating to Mafuyu, but... Augh.

VBS is the poster child for duos. They're the only group where the members don't all use their first names. Just look at their card cameos. And their mix events too... Free them please...

Once I saw someone say "VBS isn't just duos, they have dynamics!" and they sure have them! Wish they got moments to develop them besides card stories and area convos!

16. You can't understand why so many people like this thing

Unironically? Akito x Toya. They're the most milquetoast, boring ship imaginable and nothing interesting ever happens with them. Sometimes you need fluffy ships and I get it, but you can get the same dynamic better within the game itself. To me they're that kind of friends who are super close and thought of dating but they're just so close dating just feels out of the question lol

The way they met doesn't make sense. Like, Akito saw Toya singing and went "oh i want this one", even though he was doing street music just to piss his dad off. Then he sees Kohane and goes "i want that hamster OBLITERATED", because she "wasn't taking it seriously", it just doesn't make sense! If it was called out sure, but Akito being a hypocrite is never brought up ever again. Their conflict in the main story was pretty dumb too. And from then on they just. Go with the flow. I love Toya and Akito separately so please let them be apart.

Whoever has talked to me about proseka for more than 5 minutes knows 2 things: I love Tsukasa Tenma and I really, really dislike Kanade x Mafuyu. The fact that they're the most popular ship for one another evades me. Kanade and Mafuyu aren't good for each other AT ALL.

"But Kanade is doing her best to save Mafuyu!" That's exactly the thing! At the beginning of the game, Kanade was constantly trying her best to save Mafuyu, and Mafuyu in exchange worried about Kanade... Because she's trying to save her. Kanade saw Mafuyu as a big wall, something to prove she's capable of saving others with her music.

"They got better! Kanade sees Mafuyu as a friend now!" ... And Mafuyu is still the same. Ena told her that the least she could do is thank her in Carnation Recollection, but did she? No, she but she was nicer... To Emu. Mafuyu, at least up until Ena's second focus, still wants Kanade to keep composing for her sake. I know she's been bending over backwards to please others since forever and N25 is her safe place to rest, but Ena is right. The least she could do is thank her.

"Since they're living together, Mafuyu is taking care of Kanade!" ... Is she really? She just cleans around a bit, but as for eating and having a better sleeping schedule, Mafuyu is just as bad. Does Mafuyu have to take care of Kanade? Not really, it's not her obligation. But Mafuyu never does anything to stop Kanade from indulging into her unhealthy habits, including overworking herself. Some people keep talking about toxic yuri and... There it is! I have no problem if it's being portrayed like that, but most portrayals have it be wholesome and good, and it isn't, not at all.

Like with Akit-ya I can see why people ship them! They're cute! Kan-mafu though... That's another story.

#proseka #do i want this on the tag. do i want people kicking my ass. maybe.#mizuki akiyama #kanade yoisaki #project sekai #don't like bringing negativity into the tag but #eh #alma rambles #alma answers #feel free to educate me but i know i'm right (???

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donnerpartyofone · 1 year

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In my ongoing research into the Black Madonna phenomenon, which has become my own personal version of THE DAVINCI CODE (which is to say it is full of my own fantasies), I have been back to St. Mary Star of the Sea a couple of times now. I'm not done sneaking pictures of the amazing art and architecture in there, which I can only do if I come early for mass, but the mass is still fun and interesting to me (and it is my privilege to enjoy it since I didn't grow up with religion so I don't have any baggage I didn't create for myself). Their resident pastor died recently, so there is still a revolving cast of people coming through. Yesterday's guy spoke about patience even with people who drive you nuts, opening with the remark that if you try to swat a troublesome fly, you might just wind up slapping yourself in the face. That was pretty good. Today was Thursday, meaning we got to see the elegant and very entertaining Black priest who everyone is totally in love with; I swear it's like the classroom scene in RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK with all the retirees when he's there. He's really focused on happiness and how we tend to resist it, even though that seems paradoxical. He started going, "Call that friend you've been saying you're gonna call! That drawer full of junk in your kitchen? Dump it out already! And iron your clothes. Sure it says Do Not Iron--you KNOW that's not true! Do it anyway!" I was cracking up because I actually did iron my clothes this morning; even though I didn't absolutely have to, I just knew it was going to make me feel better. That guy had my number. I also noticed that he uses a lot of feminine pronouns, ala "Listen to your doctor, she's trying to help you," etc. It could be an affectation, but I don't think that's the whole story, it just sounds like he really has a lot of women in his life and he's used to talking to and about them.

Anyway, I finally got some shots of a few of the incredible murals on the rail up front. I'm missing two, one of which is in bad shape; I wish I could donate in a way that specifically went to church maintenance, and not anything I wouldn't want to support. It dawned on me that I should look at the church website, and it says the murals are by an artist called Colombani--who apparently included his dog in one of the stations of the cross! Now I have to go hunt that one down.

I also snapped my favorite parts of all the stained glass windows, which are these:

First of all, look at these gorgeous palm fronds, I can't get enough of them. This makes me want to start drawing again:

Secondly, look at all the different faces on the lambs. Sorry the image is a little distorted, obviously I can't get right in front of the window--but what character! This is some fine cartooning right here:

I learned that the windows come from an internationally renowned atelier called Franz Mayer & Co. of Munich, and they're from 1897. They're transitioning more to contemporary art and architecture now, there was a big piece on them in the New York Times a couple years ago. These old ones are good enough for me, for now.

#star of the sea

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picnokinesis · 1 year

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Can you tell us more about the gender differences of Campervan!Doctor and Zombie!Doctor? Wait, does Campervan!Doctor still identify as transmasc or was that only in their teens?

Ok I'm actually gonna answer the last question first which is that: campervan 13 doesn't reaaaally identify as anything other than "genderqueer", but I would describe her as transmasc because, yeah, when she was a teenager she did think she was a trans boy because, well, she wasn't a girl and she didn't know there were any other options - plus, she wears a binder, which doesn't mean she's aiming for masculinity, I suppose, but more that she's trying to present as something that isn't feminine. She's not quite the opposite of transfemme, but she isn't not that either. I used transmasc in that other post for ease, but campervan 13 is very slippery with gender and probably wouldn't describe herself as such if asked? Again - she's genderqueer, and that term suits her fine. I suppose comparing her to other camperverses makes it easier - take AU5, for example, which hardly anyone knows anything about rip but in that au they go by John and use he/they pronouns. Which shows how they still realised later that they weren't a binary trans guy, but rather something more nebulous in the middle, and so started using "they" as well as just "he". The main reason John uses he/they whilst literally all the other verses use she (or whatever pronouns are more "useful" in redacted au sksks) is because John was in a situation very early on where his gender was accepted and they felt able to explore it. Whereas the other verses they were not in that position at all, until they were a lot older (e.g. whilst at uni).

So then compare all of that to zombie au - Theo kinda knew but also really didn't. When she was in her late teens/early adulthood, I think she started to tangibly realise that something was up, and then actually knuckled down harder on "no yeah im 100% a cis boy yep" sksksk because she just. Did not want to deal with it. And then when she was doing her phd with Koschei, she started to really Realise and was just. Very scared of what that would mean. And then this going on with a lot of aro feelings coming to the fore meant that she was Going Thru It by the time that she says to Koschei "I'm not boyfriend material". There's more to it than that but it's in the fic so I'll leave it for now.

Another difference is that Theo has physically transitioned! But the Doctor absolutely has not sksks, like she hasn't even told the fam that her nickname is a gender thing rather than a journalism pen name thing - although they've all pretty much guessed that haha. I guess for Theo, she has someone like Koschei who really knows her and sees her exactly as she is, and at the point where she comes to understand herself, she's actually able to be vulnerable about it. Whereas the Doctor hates being vulnerable in campervan au, and so just coming out is an issue, let alone socially or physically transitioning. Plus, ofc, the medical side of transitioning is also an issue for the Doctor, who would find that intolerable for obvious reasons. She'd rather keep that part of herself hidden, whereas Theo wants to live being seen as a boyish girl. She feels a lot more confident in her gender than campervan 13 does, I think.

They are similar, though, in that neither of them are binary trans - Theo is not a trans woman, per se, and the Doctor/John is not a trans man, not even in au5. They're both somewhere a little more nebulous - but they are both definitely at different places on the gender spectrum. Hence: transfemme and genderqueer haha

#taka replies #campervan au #au5 #zombie au #gender #anon #hope this makes sense!!!#long post

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kalitheinksimp · 3 days

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Welcome to my blog

Hello!! I am Kali and/or Softy and go by she/her pronouns (though they/them is fine too)

I am a selfshiper and artist! I post mostly my self indulgent artworks.

So, here's some stuff about me~

So, first things first,

My very main F/o is Ink Sans!

I have loved that guy since a long time and will continue to do so for the foreseeable future

He's my first ever introduction to what loving someone is like, and also an emotional and mental support when there was none, so I'm a bit too... attached to him. Like alot.

Am I okay with sharing?

...ehhh. I'm a very envious person as I've recently found out so I'm not comfortable (and sometimes even repulsed) with his ship content with other characters. (Especially a certain glitch....iykyk)

Yes, that does include other selfshippers but... the majority of the content that sustains my hunger comes from others so...i have to tolerate it to some degree.

So Tldr: not really

※this does not mean that I'm discouraging any canon x canon shippers or self shippers from making their content. It just means it's not my thing and would advise you to keep it to yourself when interacting with me (also please use the right tags I'm begging please please please p)

Do i have any other f/os?

Yep! Some other AU Sanses (like the most popular ones i think) but my feelings for them are VASTLY different than with Ink. For example, how I'm repulsed with canon x canon of Ink,I am not with others though still much prefer seeing other selfshippers of them feeling little to no envy.

I would even like to interact with those who ship themselves with a certain sans and have a repulsion towards canon x canon of them! (So as long as they're fine with it and are aware of other stuff down below-)

Oh and i also have some from other medias that I will not get into cause this blog ain't about that-

About me and content i post-

I mostly create artworks (mostly traditional sometimes digital) about my selfship, s/i lore(very tiny amount), ship children, and sometimes just random stuff

I have a few AUs that are all fully self indulgent stuff that i mostly keep to myself.... exept a couple... and some arts relating to them.

Main ones i post about are:

❣ main AU (consisting of Ink and Kali coexisting in the multiverse as a couple)

❣ family au (as a "what if they were actually married and had children" au

❣ "reverse herem" au (in which Kali basically lives with a bunch of sanses in a house in an abandoned au)

❣ aftermath au (in which i indulge in all sorts of delicious angst)

❣ yandere au/s ( for my yandere Ink fantasies where I take my Ink's already protective behaviour and turn it up to the max)

And i think that's about most of them. There's a few more sprinkled around but there really minor ones

Most importantly; the tag I use for selfship with Ink is "#Kaligraphy" and "#kalink" and for the whole family I use "#🌈garden🌺"

Boundaries and stuff

i know I can't exactly 100% regulate who interacts with my posts, but I will be setting boundaries as to what I'd not like to encounter, and will like to avoid.

❣ homophobia, transphobia, and basically any kind of queerphobia is not welcome

❣ harrasment and bullying also.

❣ supporting of irl crimes that hurt people or animals such as 1ncest, z00philia and/or p3doph1lia will NOT be tolerated

❣ am I proship or anti? Neither. Not pro, not anti, not neutral, I choose to not partake in this argument at all. because at this point it's no longer about having a "safe space". I have not felt safe picking a side so far, so I'm not going to. Hope that's understandable enough. (Just use tags appropriately and don't bring up any other ships than mine (Kali x Ink and occasionally Kali x other sanses/characters i like) on this blog and you're fine)

❣ extremely religious/traditional (in any religion/culture) people also are advised to not be on this blog since i don't really think this is gonna be a safe space for you- I'm kinda a satanist with religious trauma lol

❣ I will do my best to be as cooperative, agreeable and understanding with people, and like anyone else, I'll make mistakes too. So i hope you can be understanding as well if talking to me.

❣ this blog is expected to be 14+ atleast, and i will treat it as such.

❣ as you might already know, I'm a freak for yandere men and like the idea of Ink being an obsessed yan (though sometimes I tone it down) but if that makes you uncomfortable, this might not be the place for you. (Though, I will be using yandere tag on more outright yan stuff)

❣ we don't believe in cringe culture in this blog. Do what makes you happy as long as it doesn't hurt anyone lol

Extra links to my works:

❣ about the family au (intro to my two ship children of Kali x Ink)

❣ about Kali herself (aka my s/i)

❣ the flower sisters (ship children) arts i did

❣ more art of flower sisters (mom i frew up kinda vibes lmao)

❣ Peacock! Ink sans

❣ Snake/Naga! Ink sans

❣ Spider! Ink sans (this is the only one of him in digital- i have yet to decide colours)

❣ casual clothes i made for my selfship

❣ Nightmare sans x Kali varient (for personal "harem/comfort au")

❣ Fell/Red sans x Kali varient (same as previous)

❣ Kali's demon version

❣ Kali's demon DEER version

❣ my current pfp

[more to be added later maybe]

Art status:

Commissions status:

Closed

Art trade status:

Semi open (like might do might not, a bit busy at the moment)

Adopts status:

Mlp adopts based on the theme: random bullshit (open)

And that's all! (i think... for now) Thanks for reading!

#ink sans x oc #selfship #self shipping #fictional other #utmv #undertale multiverse #utmv ink #kaligraphy #kalink #ink sans #undertale au #ship children #mlp mentioned kinda #nightmare sans x oc #fell sans x reader

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If you ask me, good yandere content always focuses on the horror first and foremost B)

I dont know if ill get anything of that out here because i've put a lot of focus on phoenix in my drabbles/ideas so i think im just gonna bRANCH OUT-

Godot

Okay okay but. Using pixel as a nickname when referring to S/O, varying between kitten when needed in mia's POV for TT case 4, and even asking a question on their preferred way of having coffee somewhere in the case

Because the man's mostly blind, i imagine that he'd probably want to ""reach out"" (of you get what i'm saying) to S/O sooner because there's less ways to interract, save for perhaps 3-4 which just reinforces his beliefs.

Apollo

I have. Struggled for SO LONG. To try and picture him in a yandere light. Mans just a bit too normal almost, save for the backstory...

But he has lost a lot of people...

So a fear of loss make culminate into either a LOT of appreciative comments when the cats out of the bag in AA:AJ or...

A day where S/O wakes up in a far different room than they went to bed in,a room reinforced with metal, comforts and them in chains a note before them stating the following:

I'm so sorry.

But we've been through too much together. I cant bear to lose you too when you no longer like the games.

Just... please dont be mad.

-apollo.

And then his arrival with a face of somehow innocent worry just ruins S/O.

Also he's probably be very attentive to S/O's unease which woukd be pretty useful for helping them "settle in".

Also mikeko.

Klavier

I do believe that klavier is a mild yandere, wanting to be better than his brother or something, so despite all the flirting that almost made it seem like klapollo was canon save for the mystery of his "muse" that lengthened chapter 3 with another piece of music (how strange, they noted, it wasnt ambiguous at all who the person he sung about was... but why did it aound so much like them? It didn't make sense, both in and out of universe. Not to mention it was barely law themed -something about cyber crime?).

So its a lot more ambiguous that he actually brought them into the world, even if that audio track did make him seem a bit more off,

But he's helped and believed them when no-one else has and it's not like he knew they thought he was just a character, right? So what was there to worry about but helping them find their bearings with a new friend?

Never mind the fact the room he had prepared as they stayed at his place was just to their likings.

Nahyuta

(I tend to prefer using they/them for nahyuta for just a heads up)

Nayhuta would probably come acroas more friendly in trials i'd imagine, as compared to canon because lets be honest, save for how poised and calm they are, they do tend to come off as more of an ass with how cold they are initially, so to invoke more of a liked response from S/O they very may well go and smile a lot more.

But when S/O is in their world, presumably post SoJ...

Well, they may be still coming out of their shell, but a regent would have a lot to show someone they so adore who's new to their culture, even if they're very confused to as to why someone of such high inportance is placing them on equal footing;

Its because you helped save them and khura'in, of course, don't be foolish.

-🌌 anon

I completely agree. It's what makes the difference between an accurate yandere fic and romanticised toxicity.

I also refer to Nayhuta with they/them pronouns so that's fine. Just so everyone knows, I don't mind which pronouns you use when talking about Nayhuta. I just personally use they/them for Nayhuta because for me they just give off "gender? since when" vibes.

I love your ideas 🌌Anon! Branching out has been successful!! (though don't feel pressured to branch out unless you wanna talk about these characters :D, if you wanna talk about spikey man at any time then you go for it 😤👍)

I won't add much on here, you've got the basis for some really cool ideas so if anyone else wants to add on then feel free :D

#talking to mod miles #yandere #yandere ace attorney #yandere ace attorney x reader #mod miles is a bit tired #but they shall persevere #sleep is for the weak

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xelles-archive · 4 years

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Her Cure

➥ Peter Maximoff x Self-insert

➥ Genre: Fluff with a bit of venting

➥ Summary: Peter comes to his girlfriend's house, but wasn't expecting to see her with a down mood.

➥ Word Count: 3.3k

➥ Warnings: Don't read if you don't like sharing Peter as an f/o. This is super, SUPER self-indulgent, so please don't send any hate.

➥ A/N: I'll be using she/her pronouns in this story because I still haven't gotten used to writing myself as 'they' in stories. Also, Peter's little sister's name isn't confirmed. It's just a headcanon of mine that her name is Lorna.

➥ Tags: @nougatships @just-sinag @selfshipping-port

The ringing from the alarm clock on Peter's desk was the very first thing that welcomed him into this new day, but the repeating, annoying sound was immediately dismissed when he slammed his hand on it. He nearly punched down the whole thing due to his pressure. He groggily sat up on his bed and harshly rubbed his eye. "Agh!" He groaned, getting weird glitches in his vision. That didn't stop Peter from doing his routine though, as it quickly disappeared, too.

He went to his closet and changed from his pajamas to his casual wear. The classic black band t-shirt and silver leather jacket. He dashed upstairs once, then came back to his room and grabbed a comb to brush his hair. "Hell yeah, you're looking great." He clicked his tongue and pointed finger guns at himself in the mirror. He finally went upstairs, for real this time.

He was met with his mother cooking breakfast, and the smell of eggs and bacon rose to Peter's nostrils, making him inhale the precious scent. It was a classic breakfast, and he can't wait to eat it.

Finally, after a minute or so, Magda noticed his presence. "Oh, Peter! I didn't notice you there." She looked behind to give her son a bright smile, which he nicely reflected back. "Oh, well, ya know. Just doin' things as fast as I can." Peter shrugged his shoulders, as the sarcasm in his line of voice made the woman giggle. The wide smile stuck on her face as she went back to cooking. "It's almost finished. Maybe you could wake up your sister for the meantime."

Peter nodded in response, and even though his mom wasn't looking, she knew he already obeyed what she said. It's one of the good sides to his mutation.

Not even a minute has passed, and the young boy was already back to his previous spot. The mother looked at him in confusion and opened her mouth to ask, but Peter already knew – almost like predicting it — what she was supposed to say. "She's dressing up. Don't worry."

She smiled again, and expected nothing more or less of her son. When was there a time without Peter ever lightening up the mood? She doesn't remember at least one moment when it felt boring in the house, well, probably except before Peter came.

But none of that matters, as they're all together now.

Soon enough, the youngest member of the family came down. "Hey there, lil sis." Peter greeted his younger sibling, who seemed to be still sleepy. She yawned quite loudly and nearly fell off when she climbed up on the chair. Even with the lack of response, the cute little scene that occurred in front of him made Peter smile. "Still sleepy, huh?" He mocked.

Lorna merely hummed and nodded her head with her eyes still fluttering open. Their mother turned around with two plates in her hand, scooting them over to where Peter and Lorna were sitting. Both of them childishly eyed the well-done dish, their mouths watering in hunger. "Well then, let's dig in." The woman clasped her hands together, and the small family grabbed their respective utensils to start eating.

In just a blink of an eye, Peter was munching down on the food. Maybe too fast. Not even having a single bite, Magda placed down her spoon on the plate. "Peter, slow down." She remarked, quite calmly in fact. As a mother, she had the right to be concerned of her children's intentions.

"Hm?" Peter looked up from his plate, and when he saw the disapproving look on his mother's face, he gulped down the food as hard as he can. "Sorry." He raised his hand as a sign of apology.

A gentle smile replaced the frown on her face. "What's with the rush? Do you have a date?"

Lorna nearly choked on her food as soon as their mother ended her statement. She placed down her utensils and looked over to his older brother with excited eyes. "You're going out with Xelle again?!"

"Whaaaaat?" Peter scoffed. "Noooo." He waved his hand, rolling his eyes as he did so. "I'm just gonna visit her house, that's all." He was supposedly going to continue eating, but Lorna still had more questions. This little girl was always excited when it comes to Peter's girlfriend.

"But it's still considered a date, right?" She raised her eyebrows, awaiting for her older brother's response. Peter opened his mouth to speak, closed it, then opened it again with a cocked brow. "I guess? I mean, we're still going out, so yeah, maybe it's considered a date." He just shrugged it off as he grabbed his glass of water to drink.

Lorna squealed, shaking her arms in excitement, and even rocking her legs back and forth under the table. "Ooooh man! I can't wait to have my sister-in-law!"

Even one single word could cause everything to crumble. Their mother had been listening to their conversations at the start, but she wasn't expecting to hear such words from her daughter. Her eyes widened, while Peter spat out the water he was drinking. Magda quickly scolded him for making a mess in front of them. But then, it's gone in an instant. The table looked clean again.

The mother anxiously looked over to her daughter, giving her an uncertain smile. "Maybe that's too early for your brother, dear."

Tilting her head in confusion, she asked another question. Oh, how different the circumstances will be if Xelle was here right now. She could have hushed the young girl, at least. "Why? Is he not old enough to marry her?"

"Okay, Lorna, I'm only twenty years old." Peter suddenly intruded in the conversation as he wiped the excess liquid on his face. "Plus, I still got college to catch up to. I don't wanna rush things."

Their mother laughed at him. "That's funny coming from you." It took a while for Lorna to register the joke, but even Peter's humor was fast enough for him to understand. He didn't even realize he was making a joke, yet he still laughed along. "Hah, real funny, Mom. Anyway, I gotta go." He took one last bite from his food before dashing off, probably to Xelle's place.

Neither of the two females were able to say something before he left. Magda's eyes brought themselves to check Peter's plate, and she was not happy to see it. She frowned, and even if she knew he wouldn't hear her, she shouted out his name.

He suddenly appeared in the dining room again. "Sorry. Again." He gave his mother an apologetic smile as he grabbed his plate and washed it really quickly. He made sure he got to say goodbye properly this time.

Magda released a sigh. "I sure do hope I'll get a daughter-in-law, too."

The young girl smiled widely at her mother. "So you agree with me!"

Arriving in his girlfriend's place, Peter was refreshed to see the familiar green plants in her tiny little garden. With all the flowers and succulents, her house looked adorable. Thank heavens her father allowed her to live alone. He's been here multiple times already, mainly for checking up on her and taking her out on dates, but when he saw somebody on her doorstep, he stopped in his tracks.

It looked like a woman. Well, at least to Peter. She had long brownish hair and wore fancy clothing, she even had a purse dangling from her arm. There stood Xelle in the doorway, a clear frown on her face. Peter furrowed his eyebrows in worry as he watched this lady talk to his girlfriend. He couldn't hear what they were saying from this distance, so he just stood there. Besides, it was only a few steps away.

A few minutes had passed, and the lady finally turned around and entered her car, which was parked just outside. Peter pretended to walk as a passerby when the car zoomed past him. He looked behind him to check the plate number.

Xelle didn't even bother to look after that lecture from her stepmother. She ran her hand over her hair, tugging on it out of anger, as a long, sad sigh escaped from her lips. She had been fighting off her tears while she listened to those harsh words. She always thought of herself as a crybaby, and now that she finally has some time alone, she closed the door.

"Ow."

Or maybe not.

The female looked at her door, making an assumption that someone was behind it. She looked down at the ground, catching a glimpse of that silver-colored shoe she always recognized, stuck in between the door frame. She immediately opened the door, and to no surprise, she was faced with her boyfriend.

Peter waved his hand as a cute smile was embedded on his face. He didn't even need to say anything and Xelle already found herself smiling again, even the slightest. "Hi, Peter."

That was highly unusual. She'd usually jump at him for a hug or smile widely at him. The young boy noticed her change of behavior, the smile on his face disappearing. "You okay?" He brought his hand down.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She responded, turning around as she allowed Peter to come inside. He was polite enough to remove his shoes and set it aside before actually coming in. He closed the door and followed Xelle into the kitchen, which was just beside the living room.

Washing dishes, once again. Never the same, never different either. Peter watched her fingers gracefully slip past the smooth plates and place them down on a dryer. It was a weird thing for him to observe, but he loved every little thing about her. He can't resist himself.

Xelle was finally done with the dishes, dabbing a towel on her hands to get rid of the wetness, when Peter suddenly appeared beside her. He leaned onto the counter as he smiled at her. "So who was that lady earlier?"

Bringing her gaze to him, she raised an eyebrow at him. "What lady?" She asked as she hung the towel on the fridge's handle. "The lady you were talking to in the doorway." Peter responded, tilting his head while he awaited for her answer.

Xelle narrowed her eyes at him. "You were eavesdropping on us?" She asked in disbelief. The male in front of her widened his eyes and awkwardly laughed. "What? No. I just saw you talking with her." He stood up straight, placing a firm hand on her waist and bringing her over to him. Their bodies ended up colliding each other as their eyes focused on the ones in front of them. "You know I wouldn't lie to you." He pushed back a strand of her hair behind her ear.

She smiled at him, genuinely this time. "I know." As she thought the heavy burden in her chest was finally going to disappear, it just came back again. The corners of her lips deepened themselves into a frown, and to prevent Peter from seeing it, she pushed herself away from him. "But you don't need to worry about her. She's just my stepmother." She walked away into the living room.

Peter was, at first, confused why she suddenly distanced herself like that. The biggest thing that confused him was the stepmother. "Wait, stepmother? You have a stepmom?" He questioned as he followed her path.

"Yeah," she plopped down on the couch, "she and Papa didn't last long, though." Grabbing the remote control, she turned on the television. Her arm was laid out on the couch's backrest while her other one faced the squarish electronic. "But like I said, you don't need to worry about her." A few static sounds were brought to life until she stopped to one channel.

Even if she says that, of course he's still going to worry. Xelle was acting strange and he was not liking it. He pressed his lips into a thin line, shaking his head and stepping towards the couch. "Do you really think," he started as he sat beside Xelle, "I would believe that when you have that look on your face?"

Xelle brought her gaze to him and slightly tilted her head. "What do you mean?" In a flash, the remote control in her hand was gone. She looked at the absence of the object for a quick moment before she looked at Peter, who now had the remote in his hand, with wide eyes. "You know what I mean." He turned off the television and set the remote aside.

The short-haired female merely stayed silent and stared at him with uncertainty, this lack of response made Peter cross his arms. "C'moooon. You can't keep hiding things from me." He cooed a bit teasingly.

She knows she can't. He could always tell when something is bothering her, and that's why she still loves him to this very day. It's one of the biggest reasons why she's so happy every time she's with him. She took one deep breath before crawling over to Peter, to which took him by surprise. "Oop-" He yelped as Xelle pushed him down on the couch. She somehow got in between his legs and made herself comfortable to lay on his chest.

The adorable sight that took appearance in front of Peter's eyes made him chuckle out of amusement. He wrapped his arms around her and smirked down at her. "What, we're just gonna cuddle without even telling me what the problem is?"

Xelle giggled in response. As soon as her light laughter died down, her eyes wandered off to somewhere. "It's just…" She started. "Sometimes it's hard having alexithymia."

"Alexi- wha-" Peter narrowed his eyes, but it didn't take him long to realize what she was talking about. "Ohh, right. Alexithemic."

"Alexithymia." She corrected him.

"Right. Yeah."

She couldn't help but to at least smile at his silliness. "I don't know, it's just, it's hard expressing my emotions." The weight on her body — even though nothing was on her — felt heavy, as she found herself sinking deeper into Peter's embrace. "Especially since I don't have the confidence to speak up." Her hands gently hovered his shoulders. "I mean, it's not very severe, but it's, it's still difficult. It causes misunderstandings."

"Your emotions seep out a lot to me, though."

Xelle brought her eyes to look at him. He had that adorable little smile and raised his eyebrows, as if he was trying to prove what she said was wrong. "I could tell that you're sad, and…happy, oh, and…angry?" His statement sounded so unsure, but that somehow still made her laugh.

That's all he wanted to hear, after all.

A tiny chuckle is enough to relieve him that she's doing fine. He doesn't really consider himself a good person to ask for advice, but if Xelle sees him that way, he'll try the best he can.

Peter caressed the top of her head, despite the shortness of her hair, he wanted to get a better look on her face. "I'm kidding. But what makes you say that?" He tried to continue the conversation.

"Well, you saw my stepmother earlier, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." She fiddled with her fingers and lightly clasped them together as she tried to find the right words to say. Peter could sense a bit of hesitance from her, but nonetheless, he waited for her to speak. "We kinda got into, uh, we got into an argument because I didn't get to say I'm sorry." Fully clasping her fingers together into a tight hold, her breath hitched for a quick second. "It's, it's one of the things I hate about myself."

Xelle was supposed to bury her face on Peter's chest out of the shame, until she felt sudden movement and had no choice but to look up. "Heeey." Peter pushed himself up with his arms and stared down at her. "Just because you didn't get to do something you want doesn't mean you can hate yourself." He said, receiving an astonished look from his girlfriend.

He didn't know what he truly meant, but he was saying it from the heart. He knew how it felt like to hate yourself for the things you do. He just didn't want to see the sweetest girl he had ever met do it to herself, too.

"I mean," his eyes looked everywhere before quickly bringing themselves back to Xelle, "you were considering the fact that you should apologize to her. That already makes you a good person, right?" He attempted to reach out to her face and caress her cheek with his thumb. "Besides, if you hate yourself, I'm hating myself, too."

Eyes burning up in tears, Xelle found herself melting into Peter's touch. A silent weep escaped from her lips, and as she couldn't bring herself to speak up, she just nodded her head in response. It was so easy for her to tear up, and yet Peter doesn't mind any of that. As soon as he saw her crying, he brought her into a hug. At moments like these, it felt like her alexithymia was gone.

Peter was her cure.

What sounded like sniffs turning into sobs eventually took over the conversation as the couple found comfort just by being in each other's arms. Peter gave her the time to let out her tears, giving her occasional back rubs and gripping onto her like he didn't want to ever let her go. It always hurt him to see her like this.

When her tightened posture finally loosened up, and her breath seemed to slow down, Peter also found himself finally calming down. It almost felt like their heartbeats were synchronized, being so physically close to each other gave them more of a chance to be connected.

Just as Peter opened his mouth to speak, his ears was met with something he never expected to hear on a day like this,

"I love you."

His eyes widened. "What?"

"I said I love you, Peter."

Did she really say that? She never voluntarily says 'I love you' to anyone, including Peter himself. Did she just really say 'I love you' to him?

"I- Wow-" He stopped himself mid-sentence as he chortled. Xelle pulled herself away and took a glance at her boyfriend's shocked expression. The corners of her lips brought themselves up to form a smile as she breathed out a laugh. "What, you're not used to it?" She teased.

"Yeah, well," Peter shook his head, "you never say those three words to anyone." He spoke through gritted teeth. Xelle's chest felt lighter as she released another hearty laugh. That laugh of hers that always gets Peter's head in cloud nine. It's something he always treasured, and now that he heard it again, he almost flinched when he felt her hands fondle with his cheeks. "Then consider yourself lucky." She placed a peck on his nose before nuzzling her face in his neck.

Peter was left speechless, his mouth slightly agape, after that unexpected occurrence. That quick nose kiss made his heart skip an extra beat. He was weak for those types of kisses. He doesn't know why, but he always gets flushed and hot when he receives affection from Xelle — let alone her rare, peculiar, wholesome behavior.

He was going to wrap his arms around her, when an idea popped in his head.

"Hey, you know what?"

She hummed in response, staying in position.

Peter grabbed her shoulders and gently pushed her away, grinning widely at her.

"I love you too." Using his superspeed to his advantage, he showered her with lots of kisses on her face. To Xelle, it felt like she was being tickled. She laughed out loud as she tried to cover her face from any further kisses, but they still kept coming. Overwhelmed with the amount of love she's getting, she just slammed her hands and managed to catch Peter's face, finally closing in their distance and placing a firm kiss on his lips. It wasn't long enough before he gave in and returned the pleasure to her.

At this moment of time and day, Xelle feels content with everything that involves Peter.

#xelle.content #selfship con 2020 #self ship con 2020 #wooo this will be my first contribution for the con!!#i have more drafts to post so idk maybe look forward to that??#i plan to give imagine scenarios to y'all so :eyes:#👣 gotta go fast #s/i: kryxelle xavier

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