#ah i hate tagging this but there's no way i'll find it again if i don't rip

[hwanswerland]

i heard it’s atiny selca day and i’m not about to post a selfie lmao so this is the next best thing, which is actually way cooler 

#do not rb #the picture of me is from 2018 #before atz even debuted #they for sure took inspiration from me #also my sword is way cooler. sorry hwa #but i'll admit that his technique of holding it is better than mine aksdakjhs what was i even doing there #this is actually so cool to me ok #*me #seonghwa #ah i hate tagging this but there's no way i'll find it again if i don't rip #and this blog is basically me making sure i can cringe at myself in the future so

[4ngel-inc]

࿔*:･ 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐒 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 ࿐

tags — [ MDNI / 18+ ], fem reader, a little angsty but all with happy endings, fluff but suggestive & some dirty talk !! ᰔ

𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 feels a knife in his chest when he sees you hugging someone else—he knows the two of you have only been dating a short time, but in his mind, you're the one. he wants you forever, but now you've gone and fallen for someone else. he immediately contemplates killing the other person, but he decides against it—that was his past self, he's changed now. it takes a lot for him to be completely vulnerable around you at first, so it's difficult expressing that he's jealous. "bella, are you still happy with me?" he hates the slight quiver in his voice, but he needs to know. "huh? 'f course i am, osamu, why'd you ask me that?" you pull him in for a soft kiss, just lips touching gently, before pulling away, "something bothering you?" before he can even bring up the other guy, he realizes how silly he's been, shaking himself out of his own self-loathing—"ah, nothing, just wanted to make sure. wanna go out for a coffee or something? you look so pretty today, i'm sure i'm not the only one who noticed. i want to show you off, angel." you roll your eyes, so that's it. "you think someone else thinks i'm pretty?" there's a long pause, but you know what he's thinking, "babe, he's just a friend. you're my everything, y'know that, right?" he sighs, pulling you into his lap, "you figured me out, huh? i can never hide around you, why is that?" he seems to be asking himself rather than you, but you answer anyways, "because i love you, and you love me—our hearts are tied together, i always know what you're thinking, like now," you reach down to stroke him through his pants, pleased to find him already hard, "why don't i remind you how much i love you, huh?"

𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀 tries to look away when he sees you talking to another guy at a party the mafia is having, disgusted by the way the man smiles at you so slyly, clearly interested in you—but you've always been so adorably oblivious to how other people look at you with such admiration and lust, completely unaware of your own beauty. he's used to others flirting with you, but what is surprising is that you seem to be quite interested in the conversation, despite the way the man is slowly moving closer to you with each passing second. are you into him? no, you couldn't be—chuuya is your everything, you've told him as much many times, and though he's never been one to surrender to insecurity, after working for the mafia for so many years, he doesn't really trust anyone except you. it isn't long before he's approaching you, and though he wants to wrap his arm around your waist and pull you in, he hesitates. "everything alright?" "oh, chuuya! yes, everything's great. [name] here was just telling me about his most recent mission, it's quite fascinating." when he gets a bit closer, chuuya realizes he recognizes the man, and gently tugs on your arm, "come on, love, let's go." you're a little surprised but follow him anyways, waving goodbye to your new acquaintance. "chuuya? what's wrong?" your heels click on the floor quickly before chuuya presses your back into a hidden corner of the room, kissing you deeply and passionately. you're breathless when he pulls away, "that guy's a scumbag, you deserve better." you're utterly confused at his words—you've always been chuuya's—but your thoughts escape you when his lips are on yours again, and you choose not to question it, gently tugging at his belt before suggesting the two of you retire to your room for the evening. "i'm not sure what's bothering you, but i'll fix it, babe."

𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 hates himself for it, but he's a little jealous when you rave about your new favorite anime character. he's your background on your phone and the inspiration for a few plushies on your bed, and though he doesn't feel threatened, he wishes your attention was on him instead. the last thing he wants is to be controlling—it just isn't in his nature—he loves that you have hobbies you enjoy so much! but you've been distracted lately, and he's been missing your sweet kisses and cuddles. he never thought he'd find himself growing so soft, he has such a weakness for you that makes him nervous, but he's been so busy and stressed about work lately—your pretty eyes locked with his as you snuggle up against him, looking up at him and running your hand through his hair with all the love in the world in your eyes, would be a salve to all of his worries. it isn't really a decision when he brings it up, it just comes out one day, "would you be open to me watching this show with you? i'd like to be a part of this new interest of yours, since it makes you. . . so happy." you easily detect the discouraged tone in his voice, and click the tv off. "c'mere, ryu, what's wrong?" "nothing," he states matter-of-factly, but you understand the implication behind his tone—he's been lonely. "why don't we spend the day together?" you run your fingers through his hair, "your hair's a little messy, want me to cut it for you? i'll make you dinner, too, what are you in the mood for?" his heart swells at your offer, "i'd really enjoy that, i've missed you lately. i've been working too much, but i'm glad you've been keeping busy."

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀 always thought you were his—from the moment you told him you'd be his girlfriend, you were his greatest treasure, he told himself he'd never do anything to lose you. but when he sees you laughing and twirling your hair with a new guy, he can only assume that's the case. he must have done something wrong—worked too much, didn't tell you you're pretty enough, something. it seems like you're having fun with this new person—sigma tells himself he never made you smile that way, doesn't make you laugh as hard, and he's ashamed of that. when you two crawl into bed later that night, you notice sigma doesn't seem as cuddly or affectionate as usual. "baby? something wrong?" he frowns, but shakes his head 'no' anyways. "i'm fine, just tired." you aren't buying it, and when he wraps the blanket around himself, his body laid on the edge of the bed, as far away from you as possible, you need to know—he's your sweetest love, you can't bear the thought of him suffering. you sit up and flick on the light, "baby, please talk to me. did i do something?" he sighs, but eventually decides to open up to you, and you're happy to tell him your "new guy" is only a friend—sigma is the one you really want, and truthfully, he's a little embarrassed he thought otherwise. "i'm sorry, love, i guess i'm just insecure." you brush your fingers over his cheek, "you're not insecure, sweetie, you just love me—and i love you, just as much. i'm never letting you go, you're everything i've ever wanted." he smiles and finally snuggles into you, "thank you for loving me, i don't deserve you."

#— love notes: [bsd] ୧ ‧₊ #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #akutagawa x reader #sigma x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bsd fluff #bsd smut #bsd headcanons #osamu dazai x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai smut #chuuya smut #dazai fluff #chuuya fluff #dazai osamu #bungo stray dogs

[angelltheninth]

Bonds in Bondage

Pairing: Charlie Morningstar x Vaggie

Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, BDSM, wrists tied up, fingering, cunnilingus, praise, horny Charlie

Word count: 1.9k

Ao3

A/N: This needed to happen after that BDSM club scene. Let them be kinky too!

What a day it was today but now finally, finally Charlie and Vaggie could have some time to themselves.

"I'm really proud of you for today Vaggie." Charlie kissed her girlfriend on the cheek as they got into bed side by side.

"Still don't feel like I did that much. I probably should have stuck around and-" Her lips were met with Charlie's finger against them, "Hm?"

Charlie's smile alone could do away with any of Vaggie's worries. How did she do that again? Some hidden power. "I told you they're already getting alone better... in their own way. You can't argue with results." The smooth finger pressed further against her lips, "And you should know I appreciate all of your hard work." Ah, this. Of course Charlie couldn't go to sleep without addressing it.

"I-I know that, babe. It's just... in my own head." Vaggie spoke softly against Charlie's finger. She really didn't want to make Charlie upset again. If she started letting her own insecurities out now she wouldn't be able to protect Charlie or the Hotel. "Do you want to go to sleep or..." She sensed there was more to this judging by the excited look in Charlie's eyes.

That look meant another big idea or a night with very little to no sleep. Or in some cases both one after the other.

Charlie leaned in for a long kiss. The second option then. In their kiss Vaggie pulled the princess into her lap, her hands tangling with Charlie's hair, "I love when you let your hair down."

"Mmm, yeah?"

"Mhm. It's really hot. Kinda like the rest of you." Her hands unbuttoned Charlie's pajamas bit by little bit until she could press her face against the warm flesh. "What do you want me to do for you tonight hermosa?"

"Actually... I have something I want to try. Something new." Charlie spoke in a low tone, slipping out of bed and fetching something from the closet.

New? Oh Vaggie had to see this.

"That BDSM club we were at, I went back with Angel and Husk. But don't worry, I kept them in line!" Vaggie frowned in worry. Those two being in line wasn't exactly what she was worried about. "It wasn't that bad once they weren't trying to get me in on it. They were very insistent for some reason."

"Probably cause you were the hottest person in there." Vaggie whispered to herself while she watched Charlie open the gift. The princess held the item up in front of her. "A ribbon?"

"A bondage ribbon. It looked pretty, reminded me of the ribbon you wear in your hair." Charlie ran her fingers over the silk material. "I know this kinda stuff isn't usually my thing but what Angel said about bonds and bondage got me thinking."

Of course Charlie would find a way to make kinky stuff romantic. Vaggie let out a small chuckle at the cuteness of her girlfriend. "Hon, it's okay to want to try things. You want me to tie you up? Fine, as long as you're happy."

"No, I... I don't want to be the tied up one." Again Charlie put the ribbon in front of Vaggie, closer this time. Vaggie cringed and looked from the ribbon back to Charlie. "If you don't want to then I'll do it first. But Vaggie I... I had no idea your trust in people was, and I'm saying this with all the love that I can, learned in a really fucked up way."

"Charlie..."

"I want you to trust me. You know I trust you, you could tie me up and I still know you won't do anything I don't want you to. When I saw you talk about how you were taught I couldn't help but imagine the pain you felt. Why not learn trust in a different way? I promise I won't do anything you'd hate." Charlie was serious about this, not treating it like a game like she sometimes did with Angel Dust and Pentious. It made this more scary. Why couldn't she think of a fun game to get Vaggie to open up?

"I do trust you Charlie, I trust you with my life, my very being." Trust and honesty were very different things though. For most they went hand in hand but not for Vaggie. "How do you want me Princess?" She put a bit more raspiness into her tone. She knew it always made Charlie's mind run wild.

"With... your hands above your head?" No matter how assertive she tried to be she still came of as incredibly gentle. Vaggie loved that about her.

Naturally she indulged her lovers wishes when she asked so cutely. She put one hand up against the bed and waited. Charlie gulped, her pale face now fully pink. Moving up she took Vaggie's wrist, careful not to grip it hard.

Focused on the task at hand she didn't notice Vaggie's head moving closer until she felt lips on her nipple. "Vaggie! I'm supposed to be making you feel good."

"I feel very good right now." Her tongue flicked over Charlie's nipple at the same time as her finger. "You got these right in my face and you expect me not to go for them?" Vaggie smiled against the side of Charlie's breast. "When I'm with you, I don't believe I'm in Hell. You're better then those assholes back up in Heaven too."

Her words escaped her before she caught them. She still hasn't... told Charlie everything. Good thing pretty much everyone in Hell was of the opinion Heaven is full of jerks.

"Y-You're sweet but..." Charlie gasped when Vaggie pushed her pants down and her middle finger all the way into her pussy with great ease. "That's cheating. How do you expect me to... tie your hands when you're... fingering me?"

"I'm sure you'll figure it out babe."

Vaggie hooked her finger forward, urging Charlie to roll her hips along with her. Charlie's vision was blurry as she tried to tie the first knot around Vaggie's wrist. But damn, it was difficult when she kept getting fingerfucked. It was one slow loop after another, missing, bucking her hips, getting distracted by the finger holding still and then starting again.

After a few failed attempts she stopped trying and focused on Vaggie herself. Vaggie glanced up at her girlfriend as she pressed the heel of her hand fully against Charlie's pussy. Her finger sliding fully inside she felt Charlie's inner walls pulsing around her finger as she came and held onto Vaggie's shoulders for balance.

Her horns peaked through her blond hair slightly before she took in deep breaths to calm herself. "You're so unfair."

"You love it baby." Vaggie grinned and pushed the heel of her hand against Charlie's clit every time thee Princess rocked her hips down. "Still think I'm unfair?"

Vaggie just asked her something but Charlie didn't hear it over the sound of her own moans and the repeated squelching. "Yes... fuck... please... so close!" She pushed Vaggie's hand down with her hips when she felt that finger curl inside her again. Her body shivered as her pussy walls clenched and pulsed around the long digit, leaving Vaggie's hand soaked.

"You doing good sweetie?" Vaggie's lips pressed against Charlie's shoulder, soothing her trembling.

"Give me a minute." She needed to catch her breath because holy shit, the room was spinning right now. "How are you the one tied up but I'm the one who got fucked?"

"Talent?" And a lot of imagination. And... maybe a few things she read and saw. But mostly talent. She eased her finger out, feeling how Charlie's walls clenched around her, slowly relaxing around the last knuckle. "Want to clean-?! Holy fuck!"

Charlie tucked her hair behind her ear immediately and sucked on Vaggie's finger with gusto. "You're not the only talented one here." While Vaggie was mesmerized Charlie tied her hand with the other one, finally getting the knot secured around the bedframe. "I've been told I have a really talented mouth on me."

Vaggie gulped and smirked in anticipation as Charlie lowered herself between her legs. "And who told you that?"

"A really beautiful woman. She seems to like it when I do things like this with my mouth." Charlie pressed her lips against the wet entrance and pushed her tongue in. It was slightly longer in her demon form which meant that she could reach deeper, she could reach Vaggie g-spot and curl her tongue against it.

Vaggie pulled at the rope around her wrists, enjoying the little sting against the pleasure Charlie was giving her between her legs. Her thighs locked around Charlie's head, mindful of the pointy horns and fangs.

The sharp edges that Charlie chose to reveal at certain times reminded Vaggie of how dangerous she could be. It also made Vaggie realize she might have a bit of a kink for that.

"So hot in here, you're dripping all over our sheets." Charlie pressed her fangs over Vaggie's thigh, making her shiver. Vaggie didn't shiver from fear, she knew that her girlfriend wouldn't hurt her. She was safe with Charlie, and she will keep Charlie safe, always, no matter what it takes.

Her thighs pressed tighter around Charlie's head as the princess dragged her long tongue to Vaggie's clit. The tongue moved in slow patterns over the small bud of nerves, Vaggie's hips rising, breath hitching in her throat when she realized Charlie spelled her name on her. She was Charlie's, she could never even imagine otherwise.

"Come for me beautiful, I'll take care of you." Those soft, talented lips wrapped around Vaggie's clit and her hands dug into her thighs, keeping them spread open instead of closed. With every suck Vaggie's legs went more slack under Charlie's fingers.

"Charlie! Don't stop, don't, just, don't stop now, I'm-!" She almost felt like she was floating again with Charlie being the only thing that held her down. Her hips rolled into Charlie's mouth, having a mind of their own.

"I've got you Vaggie. I got you. I love you Vaggie." Her wet lips let go of Vaggie's clit with an audible pop, slowly dragging from one side of Vaggie's inner thigh to the other.

"I... I know you do. I love you too Charlie, I always will, please believe that."

Charlie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, "Of course I know that. You show it all the time." Vaggie hopped all the time was enough. It would have to be enough. "Oh! I sure hope these didn't bruise!" She quickly untied Vaggie's wrists and sighed in relief, "Good. Only a bit of rope burn." Her lips, still damp, dragged over Vaggie's wrists. "There. All better now right?"

"Of course they are sweetie. Come." Charlie chuckled, "Not like... ugh... I'm gonna kill Angel Dust, he's making you like him."

"Don't you like this side of me?"

"I like all sides of you. Even this kinky one. Especially this kinky one. Just be careful when Angel Dust drags you to places." Obviously she can't be there all the time but Charlie could take care of herself for the most part. She was very awkward about it though.

Charlie would be fine. Even if one day Vaggie wasn't here, Charlie would be fine. But for as long as Charlie wants her Vaggie will stay by her side.

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #vaggie #chaggie #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin hotel smut

[mihwee]

"I'll never admit it, You Fucking Lunatic."

Omniscient Readers Viewpoint

Pairings; Yoo Joonghyuk × Top!M!Reader

s.p: yoo joonghyuk was a known man for jealousy, atleast for you, and you find that one of the many things you find disgusting about him. Always so rude... so— dislikeable. You were a man that usually hates flings that cling onto you like some kind of leech. Knowing damn well it was just a one night thing. But yoo joonghyuk. I guess, a main character has its perks. Especially on charisma. That you even find his jealousy quite endearing.

On recent ocassions, you'll find a survivor you somehow like. then ofcourse yoo joonghyuk will "hate" that person as the same level as you. Becoming more irritable at his unpredictable behaviour, the usual glaring spiraled into a fight, and to a suprising turn of events.

sucks to know dokja coudnt stop this arguement from happening.

Warning: reader implied same height, reader and yjh implied as enemies/rivals , hate sex, secret admiration, degradation, no dom/sub roles (???) You both go feral. No spoilers for novel / anything above the webtoon chapters ^^ so everyone can enjoy, also dokja always breaks the fight between you two, so it doesnt end up as a half assed battle to the constellations. Tried to proofread 🤞

Tags: Choking, Ass grabbing, Thigh gripping, lots of gripping and biting, heavy cussing/degradation , No protection, sharp teeth, one shot. No plot/what plot? Slight ooc bc people go crazy when their ab to cum LMAOO

Dni: minors under the age of 16 do not request, minors under 14 in general DNI

Notes: hope its up to your liking, crack summary is that you both fuck with seething anger bcs yjhs fuckbuddy payed attention to smone else, dont know how to explain it but jealousy is (obviously) involved

"Hm, ofcourse." You smiled. As the person you recently saved hugged closer, much more comfortable than they were earlier. shivering, well, you though to yourself. At that small stature, even shorter than han sooyoung, you even doubt if they'll survive if it wasnt for you. "Thank you, mister." Said brunette.

as they gripped onto the oversized cloth you've given them, you saw yoo joonghyuks mocking stare from a seat over. You scoffed, glaring back at him. Hes doing this stupid shit again, where he starts something for no reason. And it somehow always you that he argues with. With dokja and the others, he seems cold. But christ when it comes to you even coming a step closer— he always has something to say, As if you just didnt fuck his brains out a month ago.

the campfire crackled, as the leaves rustled at the mightnight air. Dokja discussed with others on how they should move forward, and make haste. the scenarios condition doesnt look good, to add to that, you saving a random and basic person off the streets was something that added up to yoo joonghyuks hatred.

as the others talked from a distance over, it was only you, yoo joonghyuk, and the survivor. Awkwardly quiet except from the glaring you two were doing for the past hour. You sighed, feeling annoyed. you brung the girl closer with just one hand, as the woman flinched, a blush slowly spread around her frozen face. "ah, i think you need to rest. " you chuckled, smiling. "How about you go in that tent? Ill accompany you."

As both of you stood up, the tension was sliced in half. you joonghyuk scoffs and averts his glare another way. Whats with his deal? A single person woudnt drain all the materials. So why the hell is he angrier than usual? As you let the small woman go into the spare tent, you smiled and bid her goodnight.

"y/n." Joonghyuk blankly calls your name, standing right behind you. With his arms crossed. You glanced from behind, smiling fakely. "What is it?"

"Why bring her here?" As you think for a moment, your fingers curl as you hum. "I dont know, i just wanted to?" You laugh, smirking at him. "Is it bad for me to junghyuk-ah?"

As yoo joonghyuks glared sharpened, he let his fist curl around the collar of your shirt. "you know the scenarios will get harder as we progress. Adding another deadweight such as yourself will make nothing better." He hissed, yet you arched a brow, holding his wrist.

"Deadweight?" I laughed. "I saved your ass multiple times with Dokja hyung."

"Or, are you just jealous i didnt comfort and kiss you in the damned cheek?" You laughed, your nails grazing onto his skin as you felt his glare dig daggers into your face. The leaves rustled as the fire crackled a Bright glow infront of you. No one near in sight other than the both of your presences.

"Come with me." Yoo joonghyuk exclaims, grabbing you by the forearm.

.

.

.

"Aw... joonghyuk-ah."

You grinned, biting your lip. his palm gripped tight onto your back, harsh enough to leave red swelling scratches. "Hah, you dragged me here so i can just fuck you? Were you jealous?" You teased. "You really are one of a kind... come on now, you know i wont replace you." Laughing, you felt him grit his teeth, Face flushed as your hips pounded onto his.

"Shut the fuck up y/n." He muttered. His voice hitched upwards as your dick hitted the hilt of his hole, making his muscles flex around your shaft, his head was a mess. You were just as ridiculous as what the rumours say. Always in some pretty girl or boys bed one occasion or another. And what made yoo joonghyuk even more pissed, is that you treated him nothing like a toy. He felt even more irritated of himself that he chased you around no matter the situation, like some kicked puppy.

Yoo joonghyuk coudnt help but relish in the feeling of your thick cock pounding into his ass. His rigged muscles flexing, Shuddering. Shivering at every movement. He gritted his teeth, his nails digging marks onto your back as you held your shirt up high by your teeth, grinning at the sight before you. Yoo joonghyuk shut his eyes tightly, letting out a broken moan with a cracked voice.

You groaned at the sound, feeling him tighten even more around you as he pushed his lips back to ravish yours. Biting hard enough to draw blood, your lips tainted with bruises.

He was particualarly rougher than usual. and more eager to please. His cock bouncing with need at every thrust, his legs wrapped around your waist, enough to forcefully pull you down to his chiseled body. "Fuck...." he murmured, underneath his breath. Why doesnt this feel enough?

And suddenly, with a push, you grabbed yoo joonghyuks neck. Your palm pressing him down on the soft mattress. "fucking stupid slut. All you do is be a little bitch all day huh?" You cursed, your fingers pressing down his airway. — The bed creaking with the force of your thrusts, Yoo joonghyuk can finally feel like hes enjoying this. He needed your attention. does he hate to admit it,— He will always beg for it. And he doesnt want some random fucking stranger taking it away from him.

He moaned, his hand reaching up to grip your hair, and his other to wrap around your forearm. Out of breath, gasping for air with a broken voice. "Hah? Ah... hah... yeah thats it yoo joonghyuk ah." You smirked. Your dick making a dent even onto his muscled torso. His cock dripping streams of precum. "Shut..shut.. ahh.. shut the fuckkk.. up.." yoo joonghyuk gasped for air. "And just keep.. fucking meee!" He moaned out brokenly. His fingers gripping onto your hair as your scalp ached.

His head was an utter mess at this point, words slipping out of his mouth that even he would rather end his own life if he would to see this sober. Or lets say, a post-orgasam bliss.

After minutes and minutes of skin slapping against skin, and multiple words of degradation. One particular thrust seemed to send him over the edge. You groaned, a half moan as you buried your dick deep into his quivering ass. Filling him to the brim with your cum. He threw his head back. Following soon after. Moaning as he clenched around your shaft, his body shuddering as he held onto your head and back. His own dick spurting out long ropes of come.

It felt amazing, his legs unable to pick which way he should cling onto you. The heel of his foot seemingly digging onto your back. Your body littered with bruises and bites, blood and sweet bodily fluids dripped down your torso. You breathed out, your hips twitching as you came hard and deep. Taking a long moment to catch your breath.

"y/n." Yoo joonghyuk groaned your name. Low and husky as he tried to recover. Your dick awkwardky still in his ass.

"....Who the fuck told you to stop?"

#LMAOOO #I got indescive of the ending #anyway #orv #orv yjh #orv y/n #top reader #reader #top male reader #fanfiction #smut #omniscient reader webtoon #omniscient reader's viewpoint #ooc #slight ooc #mihwee🐈‍⬛

[cho-aaacho]

When the Sun is Shining Again

Masterlist

Tags : Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Waltzing, Dancing Together, Living Together, Multiple Kisses, Rainy Day, Soft Gojo, Sweet Talker reader.

Summary: An old melody, a blurred silhouette. A weak way of life really isn't cool, you know?

"Darling, do you have any memories attached to you? Some feelings in your heart leave a sensation. I want to go back to that time."

"Memories?" He turns around, his azure eyes gracing you. His memory was floating somewhere, like a white feather in the clear morning sky. 

You smiled at him, caressing his jawline while sealing a tender kiss on his nose. Then you wrapped your arm around his neck and savored the last drop of his sweet perfume. You playfully ran your fingers through his hair. Feeling his beautiful silver on your fingers.

"I have one," you started, caressing the contour of his nose and whispering. "I was the only child. Every time I finished reading a book, my mom would give me a Pokemon card. It's an ultra-rare card, and I'm so happy about it! And you? What about you, Satoru-kun?"

You lifted your head from his shoulder and settled yourself on his lap, trying to find his best answer. When you lifted your head, you could sense a glimpse of disappointment, sadness, sorrow, and longing on his face.

"Oh, my dear, you don't have to tell me if you're uncomfortable, Satoru-kun. I'm sorry,"

You mused and touched his nose tip. "You deserve to be happy, even when the world around you treats you badly; remember that there's someone who truly cares about you."

"Thank you," he nodded. He noticed that you almost cried after seeing his expression.

He wasn't sure why he was reacting that way. It's extremely rare for him to express his sadness to his partner. He is so warm and always surrounded by vibrant yellow.

After all, no one can change fate, and shedding tears over the past is completely unnecessary.

You get up from his lap and leave a kiss on his cheek, gliding gently to the kitchen to bring two cups of hot chocolate. 

Satoru gazes at you for a while as he is distracted by the backdrop of rain-smeared windows. Your radiant smile enveloped him as you drew closer and handed him the hot chocolate with marshmallows on top.

"I sense a wave of nostalgia," he began, gently patting your head.

Then he continued, "The weather, hot chocolate, and your earlier questions—it's not that I didn't want to discuss them. I've come to accept that I can't erase my past or bring back someone from death. But as long as you're here with me, that's all I need."

"Ah, Satoru-kun, don't mention that. You make me cry, you know that?"

You respond with a gentle smile, and following his gaze to the window, the rain persists heavily. It's so cold; to be honest, you always hate rain in the evening. Even the delicious warmth of hot chocolate doesn't seem to help enough.

He draws nearer, his shoulder brushing against yours, touching each other like a magnet. The melody of raindrops is followed by his soft humming, creating a romantic attraction between you and him.

"Anyway," he added with a giggle, "do you still remember the first waltz we did in high school?"

"Eh? Why bring that up? Of course, I do. You're a good dancer," you tease, pinching his cheek. Because you know very well that Satoru is so bad at dancing.

"Your moves are a bit weird. I still remember that Kusakabe-kun is laughing at you."

He yelling. "Hey, don't mention Kusakabe! I'm a good dancer, you know. I've mastered a simple waltz from Ijichi."

"Ijichi-kun good at waltz? Wow, I didn't know that. So, as proof of Ijichi-kun's talent, maybe you can show me your skills? I know you'd love that, handsome."

He smiled gently. "Alright, I'll show you."

He glided with a cute gesture. You still sense awkwardness in his movement, but you are trying to hold your laughter because he appears so enthusiastic. 

He gently extends his hand, reaching yours, and guides you to follow his steps. Satoru squeezes your waist gently, feeling his warmth against your skin.

His azure eyes pierced toward yours as you swayed from side to side, following his gaze. You nestled your head on his neck, longing to be closer to him, to sniff his aroma, and to feel his breath against yours.

"See, I'm an expert," he whispered, placing a delicate kiss on your cheek and brushing his nose on your skin.

He is sealing a brief kiss. Repeating the gesture, he pulled your body close. Fold his arm around your waist. A soft moan escaped from his lips, adding a touch of passion to the moment.

The kiss was a blend of sweetness, passion, desire, longing, and intimacy.

"Uh—sorry if I got carried away."

"Satoru-kun, darling, is a fast learner, heh? I should have baked a cake for Ijichi-kun as a thank you."

#gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #jjk gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #jjk gojo

[jungle-angel]

The Students Become The Masters (Calvin Evans x Reader)

Summary: D'Nadi clearly made a mistake picking on you and Cal and your students couldn't have made it clearer than that

Tagging: @floydsmuse

Warnings: Pregnancy, D'Nadi being an asshole etc.

Calvin re-emerged from the kitchen with a hot mug of homemade tea to help calm your nerves. God it had been a day. Never in his life had Calvin seen you so upset about D'Nadi approaching you and not giving you a reason as to why you had been sent home from the college. He had felt terrible about cancelling his other classes for the rest of the day, but he knew that you needed him now more than ever.

"C'mere love," he said, gently lifting your tired head into his lap.

You sniffed a little as the tears stung your eyes. "God I hate D'Nadi," you croaked.

"I know, I do too sweetheart," Calvin said, running his fingers through your hair. "Try not to stress so much. I don't want anything to happen to you or the baby."

"I know," you croaked again. "I have an appointment at the teaching hospital tomorrow."

You snuggled into Calvin, a little too tired to drink the tea he had made, until he had finally convinced you to drink just a little. His hand trailed to your now noticeable bump, gently caressing the little life that grew within. A knock at the front door had startled you both and threw Six-Thirty into a barking fit until Calvin shooed him back to his bed near the fireplace. When Calvin opened the front door, he was a little surprised to find Father McDowell standing there on the front porch.

"Sorry to be disturbin ya laddy," he apologized. "I know it's late and you and the missus are probably settlin in fer bed."

"It's alright Padre," Calvin said. "Just a bit of a rough day is all."

"Ah so I can tell," Father McDowell said, seating himself in the old wingback near the living room window. "How are ye (y/n)? Still feelin a little blue are ye?"

You nodded.

Father McDowell sighed as Six-Thirty put his paws up on the chair arm, the priest gladly letting him have a few scritches. "Tis a damn shame we ain't back in Cork," he said. "If he'd have been attendin me old boardin school, the nuns would've lashed'em so hard he wouldn't be able to sit for at least a week."

You and Cal both chuckled a little. Despite his salty nature, Father McDowell's presence was always welcome at times like these as well as his rather twisted sense of humor.

"One way or another m'lamb, ye'll get through it," he assured you, lighting his pipe. "All will be right with the world......somehow."

And you and Calvin had hoped so.

***************************

Dark night had fallen over the college campus, but that didn't mean the halls were dead. No, they remained brightly lit, the rushed footsteps of students feet on the tile and parquet floors, hurrying to an out of order bathroom at the very end of the hall.

Two students, one of Father McDowell's theology students and his girlfriend, knocked on the door of the bathroom which was promptly opened by Sandy Levenstein, one of your assistants in the classroom.

"You two here from the Padre?" she asked.

"Yep," the young man answered.

"Get in," Sandy told them.

The bathroom was crowded with students and TAs alike, everyone packed elbows to assholes in that small little room from all walks of the campus life, bookworms, jocks, exchange students, chemistry majors, nursing majors, art and art history majors and everyone and anyone in between.

"Alright, you wanna take this Mei? Or should I?" Sandy asked from her perch on top of the garbage can.

"I'll do it," Mei told her. "Marshall? Wanna gimme a hand?"

"Hell yeah honey!" he answered, hoisting Mei up onto his big shoulders.

Mei began pounding on a metal garbage can lid with her Nainai's wooden cooking spoon. "ALRIGHT EVERYBODY SHUT UP FOR TWO SECONDS!!!!"

She waited until the whole room fell silent before speaking again. "Alright, now that I've got your undivided attention," she said. "Marsh, you can put me down now, thank you."

Marshall lowered her down to the floor, letting Mei stand amongst the eager to listen crowd.

"It seems to me that some foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach, had a bone to pick with our dearly beloved professors," Mei explained. "So I ask you, good people of this university.......what the hell are we gonna do about it? Are we gonna stand by and watch him pick on them again?"

"HELL NO!" everyone exclaimed.

"Are we gonna stand for this shit?" Mei asked.

"HELL NO!!"

"Are we gonna let that slimy little schlemiel get away with it?!" Sandy declared.

"HELL NO!!!!"

"I don't care how any of you have to do it," Mei told the crowd. "I don't care how long it takes, what methods you have to use, orthodox or not as long as it's within legal means.........but all of you, get out there and show the little cockroach who really runs this place!"

The crowd in the bathroom cheered, high-fiving and slapping the overhang of the door on their way out.

"You think this is gonna work?" Sandy asked.

"It's worth a shot," Mei laughed.

*****************************

Calvin was in his office, working on the grant proposal for the college's chemistry program, the typewriter clicking away as Six-Thirty came back with a note from the college president. It had been almost a week since D'Nadi had pulled his little stunt, the both of you worried sick about work and how things would turn out. Calvin was an anxious mess as he opened the letter and read it, but relieved beyond words when he saw the response.

Dear Professor Evans,

I apologize for this being so late in coming, but I wanted to let you know personally that you and your wife will continue to teach at this establishment. I will allow her full benefits and time for when the baby is born and you as well. Give my best to (y/n) and we look forward to seeing her when she returns.

Regards,

William B. Hayes III, University President

Calvin was relieved and knew that you would be too. He shoved the letter into one of the pockets inside his briefcase, eager to show you when he got home, when the quiet in his office was suddenly broken by a knock at the door.

"I'm not to be disturbed!" He warned loudly.

"Doc it's me! It's Marshall!" answered a muffled voice from the other side of the door.

Cal quickly rose from his desk chair and opened the door. Marshall Ray Thomas, Eugene Walsh, Cindy Bianchi and Sylvia Patton, all students of his and yours, entered his office, each with a cheeky grin on their faces.

"What did you idiots do?" Calvin asked, suspicious of the reason for their visit.

"Oh ya'll are gonna wanna see this," Marshall laughed, handing Calvin a stack of polaroids.

Calvin flipped through each and every one, his eyes bugging at a few, particularly of one where D'Nadi had been strapped to the surgical gurney in one of the nursing classrooms, the students all surrounding him wearing surgical gear and wielding the tools as though they were in a horror movie.

"Jeebus fuck!" Calvin chuckled, going bug-eyed.

"Oh, wait until you see the ones we took in the chemistry labs," Eugene chuckled, adjusting his glasses. "Sonny Ortega had fun with that one."

Calvin had to stifle a laugh when he saw it. Eugene hadn't been lying, seeing as he and Sonny had been cohorts from day one. What Cal hadn't been expecting was a full recreation of the lab scene in "Frankenstein" and the photographic evidence that had come with it.

"Oh my God," he laughed. "This is just.......wow."

A collective cheer and the chanting of students and teachers alike, soon reached Calvin's ears. Marshall, Eugene, Cindy and Sylvia made their way into the hall where the entire faculty seemed to be chanting "walk of shame" and clapping as loud as they could. Calvin caught sight of a sneering and sulking D'Nadi carrying a box of his things out of his office as the students and faculty kept it up, including Mrs. Petty, the elderly receptionist, who hated D'Nadi with every fiber of her being.

Calvin couldn't help the broad grin that was beginning to crawl across his face, especially when Dr. Powers and Professor Broussard clapped their firm hands on each of his shoulders.

"Mon amie," Professor Broussard said to him. "It seems justice has been served on your behalf."

Calvin laughed as he joined in, everyone cheering loudly when D'Nadi rounded the corner, never to be seen or heard from at the college again.

*****************************

You laughed as you went through the polaroids again with Calvin as soon as he got home, relieved that you still had your job at the college.

"So wait, tell me again," you laughed. "They seriously did that in the nursing classroom?"

"Photo evidence is right there," Calvin answered.

You snorted when you saw it. "Oh my God what are we gonna do with them?"

"Who knows my love?" Calvin said, kissing your forehead.

You couldn't have been happier than at that moment.

#calvin evans #calvin evans x reader #lessons in chemistry

[tuttle-4077]

Find the Word!

Find the words from the list in your WIPs and post the paragraph they belong to.

Thanks for the tag @benevolenterrancy. I've been working hard to clean out my WIPs, but I still have a few kicking around. I don't know how many words I'm going to find, but I'll see what's up.

Accident

“Now, you might remember that, after we rescued Miss Newkirk, we unsealed a new set of codes and couriered them to Papa Bear for immediate use,” Campbell continued. The other men nodded. “Gentlemen, those codes were found in the possession of the men we just arrested.”

There was a stunned silence. “But how?” O’Malley demanded. “It’s only been four days!” His face hardened. “Who had access to those codes?”

“The men in this room,” Sinclair answered. “And, of course, the couriers, I suppose.”

“And where are they?”

“We have them in interrogation now,” Campbell informed him. “But, so far, they seem legitimate.”

“Anyone else?” O’Malley asked.

Sinclair shook his head. “Not to my knowledge, sir. The codes were sealed and under lock and key. And Major Campbell and I drafted them in private.” It had been a brilliant code if he did say so himself. It was a shame that it was now compromised.

“Well Jerry didn’t get them by accident,” O’Malley said.

“We’re questioning the German agents,” Campbell reported. “But they, ah, will require more persuasive techniques.”

--From the as of yet untitled sequel to Papa Bear's List

Okay, that's more than a paragraph, but dialogue is funny that way.

Hope

“Perfectly,” he said stiffly while mentally cursing. He hoped she didn’t notice the tremble in his hand even while he ordered it to stop. “I really ought to be asking you that,” he continued. “How are you holding up, Miss Newkirk?”

--Another snippet from the PBL sequel

Touch

Carter gingerly touched his knee and gagged from the pain. He sucked in several quick breaths and looked down. He couldn’t see much in the darkness, but he could feel blood covering his hand and soaking his pant leg. The fact that he wasn’t dead yet and that the blood wasn’t squirting out of him meant the bullet hadn’t hit an artery, but Carter had to stem the flow of blood anyway. Awkwardly, he shucked off his shirt, wincing a little as he pulled his hand through the sleeve. He had had to break his thumb to free himself from the cuffs. All for nothing, he reminded himself sourly. And now his chances of escape were altogether abysmal even with the fact that Hochstetter hadn't bothered to cuff his hands again. 

--From Hochstetter's Revenge. This bit is technically not a WIP since it's posted, but the story itself is a WIP

Sweet

"How sweet,” Hochstetter said. “You must be a proud father. I’d hate for anything to happen to your children. So young.” He turned a dangerous eye to Carter. “On the couch, Sergeant," he ordered. Carter slowly backed up until he was seated. Hochstetter stayed near the entrance and surveyed the room.

--Another (posted) snippet from Hochstetter's Revenge

Yell Anger (no yell in my WIPs, so I used a word from a previous post)

Once he got over being mad at himself, he turned his anger towards London. They must have known the old mines were there—someone had told Hogan before he arrived—and they didn’t do anything about it. They could have started up the operation long before. Surely there was a British officer who was just as capable as Hogan. Why did they have to wait for him, of all people? There were times that Newkirk fancied that he could have been the leader. He was undoubtedly cunning enough to pull it off. One didn’t grow up on the streets of London without learning a trick or two. 

--From As the Romans Do, a sequel to Distant Sun

Ummmm. Okay. I don't know who's who on tumblr but let's see. @belphegor1982 and @yeaaaaaa-faebee and @frau-wilhelm-klink do you want to play? Do have WIPs?

Okay, here are some words: sigh, hint, heart, toast, operation

#I want to get excited for your stories #Show me the WIPs!!! #All my WIPs are for LONG stories #I posted all my shorter WIPs #As long as it doesn't take ten years to finish them I'm doing good

[michelleleewise]

Worthy

Pairing: Dark!Thor x female reader

Warnings: self deprecating behavior (not eating properly), poor selfcare, manipulative behavior, power imbalance, mild stalking, anxiety, bullying, self esteem issues, poor self image, mind games, a bit of reverse psychology, If I missed anything please let me know!!

Summary: you decide its best to find another therapist, but Thor has a few more tricks up his sleeve....

A/n- please heed the warnings going forward, were gonna start getting in it....lol. if you want to be tagged let me know. 😁❤️

Part one -- Part two-

You walked to the kitchen rubbing the sleep from your eyes, another restless night proceeding the day, sighing seeing the fridge empty. You walked over, putting on coffee before heading to get dressed. As much as you hated it you had to go to the store. Pulling your hair into a bun you pulled on a shirt and a pair of leggings before slipping your shoes on walking back to the kitchen, Dr Odinson's words echoing in your head "when was the last time you ate?" Looking down at yourself, your clothes practically engulfing you "longer then you think." You said to yourself sighing, knowing your recent diet consisted of caffeine and the occasional candy bar.

You finished your coffee, grabbing your phone you saw another message, sliding it into your pocket deciding not to answer it as you grabbed your keys and headed to your car, locking the door behind you. You found a parking spot close to the doors, walking up grabbing a hand basket you quickly walked inside hoping to get this over with as soon as possible you made your way to the isles you frequented, going through the motions grabbing your go to's before heading to the checkout, the cashier scanning your items as you swiped your card, her fake smile and cheery disposition grating on your nerves as you grabbed you bag and headed outside, glancing back as the doors opened when you ran into something solid.

Feeling a pair of large hands wrap around your arms your head whipped around, your eyes meeting a wall of muscle as they trailed up "ah y/n, it's pleasant seeing you." Dr Odinson's voice boomed as he smiled down at you. "H..hey, w..what are you doing here?" You asked, taking a quick step back as his hands slid off your arms "same as you I'm sure." He laughed, his blue eyes piercing into you. "I've never seen you here before." You said looking around, everyone going about their day "you've probably just never noticed." Thor smiled as you nodded, you did have a habit of keeping to yourself. You looked down fidgeting with your bag hearing your phone going off in your pocket making you stiffen. "Y/n, are you alright?" He asked, concern lacing his tone. "Y...yes, I'm fine." You said, pulling your phone out seeing another text waiting for you.

You quickly shut it off putting it back into your pocket "who was that?" He asked stepping closer "n..no one, it's fine." You said gripping your bag, his eyes on you making you cave "its...it was my ex." You sighed watching his lips purse nodding. "I want you to block him." He said making you furrow your eyebrows "I'm sorry.." you started taking a step back "you need to let go of that part of your life y/n, he is no good for you." He said "I wasn't going to answer." You said defensively "as you said, I am the professional yes?" He asked crossing his arms "Well yes, but.." cutting you off "then you need to do as i ask, block him and do not speak to him again" He said sternly, your fingers tightened around your bag "o...ok" You said quietly. "I am only trying to help you, so let me." He said, his voice softening as you nodded.

"Good girl, now go home and relax and I'll shall see you at our session tomorrow." He smiled, placing a large hand on your shoulder squeezing "o..ok, thank you Doctor Odinson." You said, stepping to the side "I did say to call me Thor." He insisted "right, sorry...T..thor." you said quietly walking around him towards your car, looking back seeing him watching you as he lifted his arm waving. You turned back around, feeling his gaze linger on you as you got in your car quickly pulling out of the lot. You got home, putting away the few groceries you had gotten, taking out the TV dinner you bought putting it in the microwave you stared into the glass, thinking about the interaction at the store. Had you really never noticed him...you thought to yourself hearing the meal ding. You sat at the table, pulling your phone out seeing the messages.

Shaun- look y/n, i dont know why you're making this difficult, we both know I lowered my standards for you, so you need to come to your senses and come home, cause let's be honest you don't have alot of options, especially with the weight you've gained.

You felt your eyes burn reading it, thinking back to the few pounds you had gained before everything went to shit, but living on a diet of fast food it was bound to happen. You felt a tear stream down your cheek pushing your food away, recalling Dr Odinson's words "I want you to block him." You wiped your face, taking a deep breath as you thumb hovered over Shaun's name. Flashes of that night filing your head as you pushed the options, scrolling down you stared at the screen "do as I ask." You heard, closing your eyes you pressed your thumb to the screen before tossing it down.

You rubbed your hands down your face standing up you grabbed your food, tossing it in the bin suddenly losing your appetite. You laid on the couch, decided a nap sounded good, staring up at the ceiling hearing Dr Odinson's voice in your head "I'll take good care of you." Making you shiver. Maybe he was just doing his job, maybe that's what counselors are supposed to do? You thought as you eyes drifted shut, willing the memories away.

ooOOoo

You woke to your phone ringing on your nightstand, peeking an eye open you grabbed it hitting the green button "yes..hello?" You said rubbing your face "morning, this is Doctor Odinson's office confirming your appointment for this afternoon." The lady on the other end said. "Oh...actually i needed to cancel." You said pushing the blankets off sitting up. "Oh ok, would you like to reschedule?" The lady asked. "Um..no, not right now." You said "ok, I'll make a note and let the doctor know, have a good day." She said cheerily "thanks." You said quickly hanging up. You stood up sighing heading to the bathroom, as nice as Dr Odinson seemed, there was something about him that made you uneasy...nervous. so you decided it was best to find a new therapist.

You shuffled to the kitchen, grabbing a cup of coffee sitting at the table scrolling through your phone searching other options for counseling when your phone rang startling you as you dropped it on the table. You looked down not recognizing the number when it stopped, the screen going dark. You reached to pick it up as the screen lit up, the same number flashing across the screen. You debated answering it, wondering if Shaun had gotten a new number but curiosity got the better of you as you touched the green button holding it up to your ear.

"Hello?" You asked fidgeting with your fingers "miss y/n?" You heard, making you freeze "Doctor Odinson?" You asked furrowing your eyebrows "yes, how are you?" He casually asked. "Um, why are you calling me?" You asked looking out the window hearing him sigh "my receptionist told me you canceled, and I was curious as to why." He said matter of factly. "Umm...well..." you started "are you in the habit of sabotaging yourself?" He interrupted "no..I don't think i..." you tried again "y/n, if I may speak frankly, I think after everything your ex put you through you have a hard time trusting anyone." He said as you wordlessly nodded "the decision is entirely yours, but know i only want what's best for you." He said sighing.

"I'll keep your appointment in case you change your mind, but I will understand if I don't see you and wish you the best but please, think about what I said." He said clearing his throat. "O..ok, thank you." You said taking a deep breath "ok....Have a good day y/n." He said as the line clicked ending the call. You sat the phone down on the table staring at it. You knew he was right, you had had trust issues as long as you could remember, but after what Shaun did, trust didnt exist to you anymore. Your thoughts wandered as you sipped your coffee, maybe you should give it a shot....give him the benefit of the doubt, he did seem like he genuinely cared...you thought to yourself sighing deciding to get dressed and give it another chance.

ooOOoo

You walked into the office seeing the lady behind the counter "hi, I'm here for my appointment." You said getting her attention "oh hello, have a seat and they'll be out to get you." She smiled. You turned to sit but the man who came out last time popped out "miss y/n...this way." He said walking ahead of you. You passed the doctors office, walking down a long hall before coming out to a room with a low counter seeing what you assumed were nurses looking at their computer screens when your eyes met deep green ones...the brother...as he stood talking to a nurse holding a large file. You offered a small smile, nodding your head but his face remained neutral as he continued his conversation. "Ok, right through here." The man said opening a door to your left you a walked in seeing gym equipment scattered through the room.

"Ah, y/n." You heard, turning your head seeing Dr odinson walk in smiling, did he ever not. Your eyes took him in, seeing his dark blue button up tight against his large chest, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, straining under the size of his biceps as your eyes traveled down tracing the veins in his large forearms. You had to admit he was attractive, beautiful even. "H..hey, I decided to give it another chance." You said putting your hands in your pockets. "I am glad to hear it." He said coming to stand in front of you. You looked into his eyes, the blue sparkling under the light through his glasses, a few strands of his blonde hair fell in front of his face, your fingers twitched wanting to sweep it back, the light stubble along his jaw making you want to reach out and touch him.

"I have something I wish to try." He said bringing you back pulling out a piece of red fabric from his pocket "I know trust does not come easy to you." He said walking behind you, you shuddered feeling his chest graze your back as his large arms reached over your shoulder, gently pressing the fabric over your eyes "wait, what.." you started feeling him tie it behind your head blocking out your vision. "I want to prove to you that I only have your best interests at heart." He said, his breath fanning your neck as he leaned in making you skin prickle.

You felt his hands on your shoulders as he gently guided you forward, rubbing small circles into your skin "now, I want you to listen to my voice, let go of your inhibitions." He cooed in your ear, his hands sliding down your arms squeezing your biceps "and...trust me." He whispered as the warmth of his touch left you, making you tilt your head up. "Focus on my voice, nothing else." You heard, moving your head towards his voice "take a step forward." He said as you stood still, hesitating "I know you can do this, relinquish control." He continued. You took a deep breath lifting your arm up you took a small step forward, feeling around with your foot, "very good y/n, another." He said as he contiued to guide you through the room, hoping he wouldn't run you into a piece of equipment when your fingers grazed over soft fabric, feeling muscle flexing underneath as you pressed your hand down.

"Very good y/n." He praised, his fingers grazing your cheek as he lifted the blindfold, your eyes squinting in the light when you realized your hand was pressed to his chest "oh..sorry." you said quickly pulling it back "it's quite alright, I'll never complain about a beautiful woman touching me." He winked making your face heat up. "Now, how did it feel to let go?" He asked watching you "umm...kinda scary actually." You said looking down "understandably, but I want to assure you I will be here for you every step of the way." He said, reaching out rubbing your arm as you nodded.

"Now I do have something I wish to discuss with you before we end our session." He said, placing his arms behind his back slowly walking around you "when I saw you at the store yesterday, you only had a few things in your bag." He said continuing to circle you "y..yes, I don't need much." You said turning your head to look at him "we cannot sustain ourselves with microwave meals y/n." He said sternly coming to stand in front of you "what I would like you to do before our next session is go shopping, buy actual food." He said stepping closer, his cologne surrounding you making you sigh "I want you to take care of yourself." He said smiling again. "I..I'll do my best." You said, his gaze both intimidating and comforting "that is all I ask y/n." He cooed leaning forward. "Come..I'll walk you out." He said waving you ahead of him.

You walked back through the hallway towards the waiting room, reaching for the handle his fingers grazed yours sending a shiver through you "allow me." He smiled down at you, feeling your cheeks heat up you stepped back letting him open the door "now, remember what I said, actual food yes?" He asked "I will." You said pulling your keys out "good girl, take care of yourself and i will see you next week." He said opening the main door for you "ok, and thank you Doctor....Thor." you said seeing his smile widen "Doctor Thor...I like that." He said making you giggle "until next time." He said tilting his head "ok, bye." You said rushing out. You sat in your car thinking about your session. Maybe he did only want to help....maybe you had overreacted....you took a deep breath starting your car feeling better then you had in awhile, you drove home looking forward to your next appointment.

@springdandelixn @mochie85 @chemtrails-club @slytherclaw1227 @irishhappiness @kats72

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[rose-sophia-isabella-rogers]

A Soothing Rain of His: Chapter V - Drifting Apart

Chapter Summary: Alina continues her lessons with Baghra and tries to find what's holding her back. You struggle to be her friend, when you see her becoming closer to Aleksander. You feel you slowly lose him to her…

Pairing: Aleksander Kirigan/Reader

Characters: Aleksander Kirigan, Reader, Ivan, Alina Starkov, Nadia Zhabin

Word Count: 4057

A/N: Chapter contains some plot from episode four of season one. Inspired by prompts: https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389089684456/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389089559842/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389089684643/

Tag list (let me know if you want to be added or removed):

@budugu

@intothesoul

@mizelophsun11

@pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy

@zeeader

On your way back from combat training, you come across Alina. She has troubled look on her face.

'Let me guess,' you say, catching up to her. 'You had a lesson with Baghra.'

'You can probably also guess how it went,' Alina murmurs. You grab her arm gently and squeeze it.

'Small steps, Alina,' you say. 'You're already doing better than when you arrived.'

'Yeah,' your friend murmurs, not exactly convinced. You observe her profile for a moment. Whatever happened during that lesson, clearly got her thinking hard.

'Alina… what happened?' you ask softly. Your friend sighs.

'Baghra drugged me,' she answers. You nod your head, understanding.

'Ah, yes,' you say. 'She tried that with me as well.'

'Tried?' Alina repeats.

'Mhm. After I drank poison once, I'm careful about what I'm drinking,' you explain and look at your friend. 'I'm assuming you already know that story?'

'The poison was meant for General Kirigan,' Alina says, nodding. 'Nadia and Marie told me about it. You're very brave. Honestly, I can't imagine doing something like that.'

'If it was someone you care a lot about, who knows?' you ask. Your friend watches you for a long moment.

'So, I'm guessing she did this to discover what's holding you back,' you say. Alina nods. But it's clear she doesn't want to say anything more about it.

'What happened after you… well, weren't drugged?' she asks instead.

'Baghra ordered me to think on my own what is holding me back,' you answer and sigh deeply. 'And it wasn't really that hard. My dad.'

'I remember him hating Grisha a lot,' Alina says, nodding. 'He thought they were monsters.'

'Still does,' you say, your voice strained. Your friend looks at you with surprise. You avoid her gaze.

'Even though you're a Grisha?' she asks with disbelief. You swallow.

'After that lesson with Baghra, I finally got enough courage to visit my home,' you start.

'Go on,' Alina says softly when you're silent for a long moment. You exhale shakily.

'My parents were of course informed about me being a Grisha,' you say. 'But I remembered how much they feared and despised Grisha. So, it took me time to go and visit them. Conversation with Baghra was the final push I needed. I went there and… I haven't seen them since.'

'It was that bad?' Alina asks quietly.

'It was very tense,' you answer. 'We couldn't find a common ground. Or a topic to talk about. It was really awkward. I left quickly and haven't visited them again.'

'Don't you miss them?' Alina asks. You shrug.

'Part of me does,' you admit and smile. 'But I found a family in my fellow Grisha. That includes you as well, you know.'

You nudge her playfully. Alina smiles.

'Thank you,' she says and sighs. 'I think I will go now. I have some things to think about.'

'Of course,' you say, nodding. 'Come to me if you need anything.'

'Thanks,' Alina says and walks away. You go in the opposite direction, to your room.

A few hours later you visit Aleksander in his chambers. You eat together and talk. Soon it becomes late and you start yawning.

'Go to sleep, milaya,' Aleksander says. 'I'll join you soon. I have to finish something.'

'I'm too tired to protest,' you murmur and stand up. Your lover chuckles and stands up as well. He kisses the top of your head and you smile. You go to his bedroom and put on a nightgown you have hidden there. Your head barely hits the pillow when you're fast asleep.

You're woken up violently by a bursting light. You almost fall from the bed, startled. You look around, dazzled. You see the source of the light coming from behind the door. You creep to it and open it silently. You look out carefully and see Aleksander. But he's not alone.

Next to him is Alina, who is the source of the light. She's holding his wrist and looking up at him with… something you can't exactly name. You only know it causes your stomach to turn. Aleksander, on the other hand, is looking at her with a certain dose of surprise.

You watch as Alina lets go of his hand. The light is gone from the room. They look at each other for a moment.

'You are not alone,' Alina finally says, shaking her head slightly, that look still in her eyes. Aleksander, who now you can see has tears in his eyes, reaches out and cups her cheek. He pulls her slightly to himself.

'I have been waiting a long time for you,' he says. You feel your heart breaking a bit. You tell yourself he means he's been waiting for the Sun Summoner to end the war, destroy the Fold. But a part of you fears it means something else.

'I should go,' Alina says. She takes a step back. Aleksander drops his hand. Alina turns around and leaves. The door closes behind her. Kirigan walks to the door. For a moment you wonder if he's hesitating about opening it and going after her. In the end, he turns around and goes back to the table.

You take a step back and stand still for a moment, your heart beating fast. You think what to do. You decide to grab a blanket and leave the bedroom. Quietly, you make your way to an armchair. You sit on it and put the blanket on your body. Aleksander either hears you, sees you in the corner of his eye or senses you, as he looks at you, surprised.

'[Y/N],' he says and smiles apologetically at you. 'I've taken longer than I wanted, didn't I?'

'I don't mind,' you say, making yourself comfortable. 'I can wait here. Take your time.'

'Surely it's more comfortable in my bed,' Aleksander says, amused.

'Well, it doesn't have you in it at the moment,' you point out. 'I don't like being away from you if I can help it.'

Aleksander walks to you. He caresses your cheek and smiles gently at you. He looks at you differently than he looked at Alina. You convince yourself that this softness is still reserved only for you.

'Thank you, lapushka,' he says.

'For what, pretty boy?' you ask.

'Always being by my side,' Aleksander answers. You touch his hand that is on your cheek.

'That's where I belong,' you say. 'I will always be by your side. You're not alone, I promise.'

He leans down to kiss you and it takes your breath away. Then, he pulls away and smiles again at you. You smile back and watch him go back to his table. Your eyes never leave him, but your thoughts are still stuck on the moment he was alone with Alina in this room. For some reason, you can't let go of what you saw.

*

'Thanks again for agreeing to come with me,' Alina says, as you two walk through the streets of Os Alta. You shake your head.

'It's not a problem,' you assure her. 'I needed some change of scenery anyway.'

'So did I,' Alina sighs. 'I'm surprised they let me out at all. I thought… you know.'

'Luckily, you're friends with me,' you say. 'I argued hard that you need to be let out or you're going to go crazy. But it's not without a price.'

'Yeah, I know,' Alina says. 'I'm not happy about it, but fine. But they do make me feel uncomfortable.'

'I feel the same.'

'Does it have to be so many of them, though?'

'Hey, you're the Sun Summoner and I keep getting kidnapped. Just before you arrived, I was kidnapped three times in the same week.'

'You're joking.'

'I wish I did. Honestly. It's scary to be kidnapped so often. But also a bit boring. I mean, honestly, how many times?'

'But why do they kidnap you?'

'Because I was General Kirigan's personal servant. They try to get information about him from me.'

'I see… But did they kidnap his previous servants as well?'

'No, which annoys me so much! I mean, why do they think I'm different? Or maybe it just occurred to them a servant is someone who can tell them his secrets when it was my turn? I don't know. But trust me, I was really annoyed by that.'

'More than by that security?'

'… Being guarded almost all the time is close.'

Alina laughs. You smile and glance behind yourself. Your smile drops immediately.

'Hey… where are our guards?' you ask, your voice a bit higher than normal. Alina swiftly turns. Her eyes go wide when she notices what you did. Your guards are no longer walking behind you.

'[Y/N]…' Alina says slowly, a bit afraid.

'Run,' you say, grabbing her hand, and sprint forward, back to the Little Palace. You barely start moving, when you hear shouts and voices. You both speed up.

'Can't we take them?!' Alina asks.

'Too many of them!' you shout back. You want to add something, but then you take a turn and have to stop to avoid running into a large man. You turn around. Other men are already there.

'Great,' Alina murmurs. 'No way out. We fight?'

Before you can answer her, you feel hands grabbing your arms. You start trashing and in the corner of your eye you see Alina doing the same, as she's too being held by someone.

'Let go!' she shouts.

'Forget about it,' a man says, coming forward, and grins evilly. 'You're going to get us quite a money from Fjerdans. And you… will probably give us something, too. Especially if we tell them you're the Darkling's servant pet.'

So, they are here mostly for Alina, but they know who you are. Not good.

'Let us go this instant,' your friend demands again. The man just snorts. He walks to you and grabs your chin. He forces you to look at him. He smiles lecherously.

'How about we get some fun before we sold this one, boys?' he asks and his man cheer. 'No offense, Miss Sun Summoner, but I'm not fond of Shu girls.'

'I'm not Shu,' Alina says with venom.

'But you look like one,' a guy says and spits. 'Filthy country.'

'Enough,' the leader says. His other hand touches your hip. You feel anger boiling in you.

'If you don't take your hands off me, in the next two seconds you won't have hands,' you say, your voice ice cold. The men laugh. You, however, glare at the man in front of you. But he scoffs.

'How would you do that with your hands spread apart, huh?' he asks and tightens his grip on you. You stare at him calmly.

'Don't forget I warned you,' you say. The man frowns. In the next moment you use all the training Botkin gave you. You headbutt the leader and move your body weight to throw the man holding you over your shoulder. Before anyone can react, you take out your knife and… cut off the hands of the leader.

'Raaaaargh!' the man screams, pressing his hands to his chest and falling on his knees. You throw your knife at the man holding Alina and hit him in the eye. He screams and lets go of her.

'Witch!' someone shouts. The men advance on you. You quickly create ice shards and throw them at them. They scream and duck.

'Come on!' you say to shocked Alina, grabbing her arm. You start running, dragging your friend with you. You hear men running after you. You speed up.

'We must hide!' Alina shouts. 'They're gaining on us!'

'No, we don't have to!' you deny. 'We just need to reach to reach that teahouse we passed earlier!'

'Why?!' Alina asks, stunned. You don't answer her. Because you see the teahouse and that causes you to smile. You take a deep breath.

'IVAN!' you scream at the top of your lungs. You hear Alina cursing under her breath, startled by your loud voice. But you don't even have time to apologise, as the door to the teahouse burst open and Ivan rushes outside, his expression dangerous. He scowls seeing the men running after you and brings his hands together.

Behind you men groan and scream. You pay it no mind. You drag Alina toward Ivan. Once you reach him, you stand behind him and turn around. You let your friend's hand go and summon water. You push it on the men's feet and freeze it. Now they can't move.

'Couldn't you do that earlier?' Alina asks, panting.

'I was improvising by then,' you answer. 'Also, I still need to concentrate really hard to turn water into ice.'

You look at Ivan. He's already giving orders to a servant that's with him. The boy nods and hurries off. Your friend walks to you and Alina.

'We go back to the Little Palace,' he says.

'Fine by me,' Alina says, eyeing your attackers.

'And me,' you agree, nodding. Ivan motions with his hand for you to walk at once. But you see a look of concern in his eyes when your eyes meet.

By the time you reach the Little Palace, you're exhausted. But it all stops mattering when you see Aleksander rushing down the stairs to meet you. You can't help but smile.

'Are you alright?' he asks. You open your mouth to answer… but Aleksander stops in front of Alina. He looks with worry at her. Not you. Your smile drops.

'I'm fine,' your friend answers with a small smile and looks at you. 'Thanks to [Y/N]. She got us out of this situation with her quick thinking.'

'I'm glad to hear it,' Aleksander says, smiling, but still doesn't look at you. 'However, I hope you know there aren't going to be any more trips to Os Alta. Or anywhere else.'

'I know,' Alina sighs. 'To be honest, at this moment, I wouldn't mind leaving my bed at all.'

Aleksander chuckles. Your stomach turns. You clench your jaw.

'We should rest,' you say, forcing your voice to sound normal. Alina flinches, as if remembering that you are here as well.

'Yeah,' she agrees and smiles shyly at Aleksander. She wants to say something else, but you're already walking to the door. She decides to hurry after you, allowing herself only to cast one last glance at your lover. It's never been so hard to control your powers than in this moment.

It's late at night when there's a knock on your door. You can feel who's outside. Usually, you call him in at once. But tonight, you pause and stand still for a moment.

'It's open,' you finally say. You calmly watch as the door opens quietly and Aleksander slips in. You can see tiredness on his face. He smiles weakly at you but seeing you don't answer it, he stays where he is.

'How are you feeling?' he asks.

'Better,' you answer. 'The men?'

'Dealt with,' Aleksander answers and sighs. 'Forgive me for not asking how you were earlier. I… I must appear I care more about the Sun Summoner's well-being more.'

Don't you?

You shake off those thoughts. You nod curtly but stay silent.

'No one can know how I feel about you,' Aleksander goes on. 'You know that. It's for your own safety.'

'I know,' you say, tired of hearing this. 'It still hurt, though.'

'I know, moya lapushka,' Kirigan says, walking to you. 'I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you.'

He cups your face. You see sincerity in his eyes. Any other day, you'd take advantage of that offer. But tonight…

'I'm tired,' you say, smiling sadly. 'At the moment I just want to lay on your chest and listen to your heartbeat.'

'Then that's what you will get,' Aleksander says, already unfastening his kefta. You do the same with yours. A few minutes later you're both in your nightwear (Aleksander has his set hidden in your bedroom as well) and climb into bed.

'Ah, yes,' Kirigan says, suddenly remembering something. 'My mother heard you managed to create ice shards in a heartbeat and used them against those men. I think she was actually… satisfied.'

'For a moment I thought you were going to say "impressed" or "proud",' you say. 'And I started to worry whether someone switched places with Baghra.'

Aleksander laughs. You can't help but smile and relax at that sound. The feeling from before slowly starts to vanish.

'Sleep, my love,' Kirigan says, putting his arms around you. 'Today was stressful. You deserve rest.'

You exhale deeply and close your eyes. Your head lays on Aleksander's chest. The sound of his heartbeat lulls you to sleep. For a moment everything is good again.

But in the morning, it's gone. Aleksander is gone. A part of you isn't even surprised. You just stand up and walk to your window. And there you see your lover. With Alina. Taking a walk.

'[Y/N]?' you hear Natasha's voice and a knock. 'Are you up?'

You don't answer. Your eyes are glued to Alina and Aleksander. You almost feel your heart slowly breaking.

*

Tidemakers often pair up with Squallers for training. At first you hated this, because everyone you were paired up with was far more advanced than you. But now you're better. Now you're good. You can easily keep up with them.

That day you are practicing with Squallers and other Tidemakers, but as a group. One person would attack a dummy with their powers and others would give them pointers. You were always nervous during such trainings. You know everyone means well when telling you what you can improve, but you always feel they're judging you because you've started training later.

You try to calm yourself down, watching a Squaller attacking a dummy. But you see something in the corner of your eye that causes you to stop paying attention. Your heart drops. There they are again. Alina and Aleksander taking a walk, talking and smiling.

You hoped that you being almost kidnapped again would bring Aleksander back closer to you. But the opposite happened. Every day you watch him spending time with Alina. Whenever you walk into the room and she's there as well, his attention is on her. He talks with you flirts with you, yes. But you feel he's not really into it. You try not to think too much about it, but it's hard when he hasn't visited your chambers since that night. He hasn't called you to his either.

You clench your fists, seeing Aleksander smiling at something Alina said. You know she's the Sun Summoner and you need her to unite Ravka and end all wars. You know your lover is charming, handsome and… you could go on. You know he needs to focus on her to achieve peace. But it still hurts seeing them together.

'Alright, [Y/N], your turn,' Nadia says. You place yourself in front of the dummy. You summon your power. You feel it at the ends of your fingertips. And then you hear a chuckle.

You turn your head slowly. You see Alina grinning and Aleksander trying to contain his laughter. Your heart sinks. He's never like that in public with you. He's always calm and composed, even if you say something that amuses him.

Anger boils inside of you. It needs to be let out. You don't think and let it consume you. You bring your hands together and see water forming in front of you. You push it forward at the dummy, fuelling it with your anger.

Aleksander and Alina are pulled away from their conversation by loud gasps and yelps. They look at the training Grisha and are stunned by what they see. Alina's eyes go wide and her mouth part slightly. She's just as surprised as every other Grisha here.

The dummy is cut in more or less half, diagonally. The edges are covered in ice. The top 'half' is laying on the ground. Cut. You used the Cut.

Bewildered, you turn to look at Aleksander and Alina, ignoring excited and disbelieving whispers around you. Your friend from Keremzin is looking at your work with awe. Kirigan is looking at it with… pride. There's a small smile on his face.

His eyes meet yours for a moment and there's that soft look reserved only for you. It makes you happy… but only for a second, as he turns back to Alina, resuming their conversation. You feel as if it was your heart that was cut.

'That… Ekhm. Well done, [Y/N],' Nadia says at a loss of words. No one knows what else to say. Because how they can suggest improving something with what you did?

For the rest of the training, you stand at the back, quiet. Then, you go by the lake. You stand there, your eyes fixed on the water. The part by the bank freezes and unfreezes. It's your relaxing method. You try to calm down with it. You can still feel tears burning your eyes, so it seems it's failing today.

You're not sure how much time have passed when Baghra shows up. Normally, it would really surprise you. You're not sure whether you've ever seen her outside her hut. She stops next to you and watches what you are doing with water.

'I've heard you managed to use the Cut,' she says after a few minutes. You just nod. Baghra turns her face to you.

'You should be prouder of yourself,' she says. 'It's not an easy feat.'

Normally, it would make you happy, hearing such words from her. But not today.

'So,' she says when you still keep being silent. 'I've always knew you had it in you. The question is, what provoked it.'

'You know what,' you say quietly. Your heart aches again at the memory of seeing the two of them together. Baghra sighs.

'He's pushing you away, then?' she asks. 'You might as well be invisible to him?'

You shake your head. It's not like that. Not really.

'It would be too easy to say that I feel invisible,' you deny. 'Instead, I feel painfully visible and entirely ignored.'

You exhale shakily and try to blink away the tears. Baghra stares at you in silence.

'I really hoped it would work,' she says quietly. Too quietly for you to hear. So, you frown at her.

'What?' you ask. Baghra shakes her head.

'It doesn't matter,' she says and looks at you with a known to you sternness. 'Don't give up hope. Never do it, girl.'

'Is there any?' you ask with doubt.

'Of course, there is!' Baghra says and you swear you can feel she's itching to smack you with her cane. 'I saw how he looks at you. It's… Something like that is not easy to destroy. Fight for it. Fight for him.'

You stare at her, stunned and confused. Baghra pats your arm and turns to leave.

'Why?' you ask, stopping her. 'Why do you care about it?'

'Because you may be the only one able to save him,' Baghra answers, not looking at you.

'From what?' you ask, even more confused. She finally turns slightly to look at you with a seriousness that chills you to the bone.

'From himself,' she answers. You stare at her. She stays for a moment longer and then leaves. You watch her go, deep in thought.

'"Himself"…' you repeat in a whisper to yourself. You don't know what to do. If it's worth to fight like Baghra encourages you. You know you don't want to lose Aleksander. But the anger you felt today scared you. Still does. You don't want to feel like that again.

You sigh deeply and head back toward the Little Palace. On your way you pass Grisha. As usual, they gossip. Mostly they do, to your embarrassment, about your achievement today. You see looks of awe shot your way. But other gossips make your stomach turn. They're about how close Alina and Aleksander now are.

You shake your head. You must stop thinking about it. You can't change the way Aleksander feels. You will continue to try to get his attention. And if Alina is truly meant to be his equal… then maybe it means you have to let go.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Please, reblog, like and comment if you could.

This can also be found on Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49547866/chapters/125615938

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[sunshinejeonglixie]

Coming Out - Bang Chan

tags: sfw, nonbinary reader, afab reader, coming out, anxiety, bang chan x reader, lots of comfort & softness from Chan, all around just sweet and wholesome even with the anxiety

a/n: I was gonna write all 8 parts of this into one post and just have it be a "coming out to skz as nonbinary" post but then I got halfway through this and decided it would be far too long to put them all in one so we're starting with Chan and going from there. I'll finish all 8 at some point (not tonight but probably within the next couple weeks all the parts will be done)

!!Everything written here is fiction, not meant to be taken as real life, if anything here makes you uncomfortable please just block & move on!!

You and Chan were a great couple, you’d been together for a little over 3 years now & everything was perfect. But then you started questioning your gender and in your mind everything came crashing down. After about 4 months of thinking and questioning, you’ve finally come to terms with the fact that you’re nonbinary.

You had no idea what Chan would think or what to tell him. You knew that he accepts lgbtq+ people of course, you both had multiple friends that were part of the community, but that doesn’t mean he’d still be interested in dating you. Your brain was just too full of all the what ifs. Everything that could change if you told him how you felt.

Finally, you decided to just rip the band-aid off and tell him. He needed to know. This was something important about you and you were honestly getting even more nervous the longer you waited so you needed to get it over with.

You picked a day when he wasn’t going to be super busy, and you had the day off so you could go over to the studio during his lunch break. You picked up your favorite food on the way, hoping it could bring you some comfort and calm your nerves. The walk up the stairs of the JYP building was extremely nerve-wracking, you almost turned back about 4 times before you finally got to the right floor. Taking a deep breath, you slowly opened the studio door to find 3racha hanging out in there, an unexpected sight since Chan said he was working alone today.

“Ah! y/n!” Han smiles & waves

“Hey y/n!” Changbin leans around Han to wave as well.

“My baby!” Chan giggles, excited to see you.

“oooh, food for us?” Han reaches out to the bag in your hand.

“uhh no sorry guys, I only bought for Channie & I. I didn’t know you’d be here too.”

Han pouts but accepts it and moves back to where he was.

“We were actually getting ready to head out for lunch anyways” Changbin says, packing up his backpack and telling Han to grab his stuff too.

“We’ll work on it more later, yeah?” Chan asks as they walk out the door, both of them nod and head on their way.

As soon as the other boys are gone you’re reminded why you came here and the nerves set in again, trying to force your whole body not to start shaking.

“what’s wrong?” Chan asks, immediately sensing your anxiety.

Your mind races, no words come out and you can’t even think of a real sentence to start this conversation. Before you know it tears are falling from your eyes and Chan is pulling you into his lap in his chair, holding you close.

“Hey, take a deep breath, what’s going on? Talk to me please” Chan speaks softly.

You take a deep breath before finally just letting it all spill out.

“I feel like I’m not a girl and I know you probably hate me and want to break up so I should probably just go.” You ramble while trying to climb out of his lap, expecting him to push you out any second.

“Woah what?” Chan says before taking a second to process all that information you just threw at him.

Finally, he finds the right words to respond, pulling you back into his lap fully while you continue to cry.

“How long have you been holding all that in?” is the first question he asks, face and voice filled with concern.

“Like… 4 months probably” you hang your head, feeling slightly guilty you kept it from him all this time.

Hearing that, Chan’s heart breaks. The idea that you’ve been struggling all alone and feeling like you can’t come to him all that time makes him hurt.

“I understand if you want to break up Channie…” you say, not knowing what to do with his silence.

“What?! No! Why would I want to break up?” He genuinely sounds confused.

“Because you like girls… and I’m not that.”

“Baby no I love you for you. If you feel like you’re not comfortable as a girl then it’s my job to take care of you the best I can and help you.”

You melt at his words, just curling into him closer. So thankful that he’s not upset with you and doesn’t want to leave you. After a bit of silence and just trying to settle your anxiety, Chan speaks up.

“Do you want to use different pronouns?”

“I would prefer to use they/them pronouns.”

“What do I call you now? Like not my girlfriend anymore but what do you want instead?”

“I haven’t thought about it much, I think just partner is fine.”

“Are you wanting to change your name?”

“No, I’m ok with it now.”

Chan pauses, thinking of more questions that could be important.

“Should I just say baby now instead of baby girl?”

“Yeah I’d like that” you get a little shy, just loving that he loves you so much and cares about how to make you comfortable.

He pauses again, obviously thinking about something.

“What is it Channie?”

“Earlier this week, I called you a good girl when we were uhm yaknow…” he trails off, ears red with embarrassment.

“Channie just say it please” giggling and rolling your eyes about how he has no shame when you guys actually have sex but afterwards he can’t even say what you did without looking like he’s going to burst into flames from embarrassment.

“You know what I mean. But when I said that you kinda like, zoned out or something. Took a second to get you back in the moment I mean. Is this why?”

“Yeah…” You feel bad because you really do love the praise, just not the gendered portion of it.

He sighs, disappointed in himself more than anything. He never wants to make you feel uncomfortable so knowing he did, and he didn’t even think much about it makes him mad at himself.

Noticing his sadness, you try to comfort him a bit.

“Channie there’s no way you could’ve known it would make me uncomfortable you say that all the time, how are you supposed to suddenly know?”

“I should’ve noticed babe; I’ve been your boyfriend for 3 years I should be able to tell when something’s changed.”

He pulls you even closer, if that’s even possible at this point with how tight he’s holding you, and just takes a deep breath before talking again.

“Shit I probably sound like this is all about me and how I feel, I’m sorry my baby it’s not about me” he apologizes.

“No no it’s ok Channie I understand what you meant; I know this is an adjustment for you too.”

The two of you continue to sit together in a comfortable silence for a while before you hear footsteps and the door opening with Han and Changbin returning to work again.

“Ewww get a room” Han jokes, seeing you in Chan’s arms.

“Uh believe it or not this isn’t your studio.” Chan reminds.

“Technically they had a room already.” Changbin points out.

“Ay woah Changbin hyung you’re supposed to be on my side.” Han whines

“Now why would I do that?”

“Alright alright quit whining I’ll let you guys work” you say, starting to get up before Chan pulls you back down quickly.

“Don’t leave yet baby” he pouts.

“Chan you guys have work to do.” You scold while laughing.

“I can work while you’re here.” He argues.

“Bullshit you cannot.” Changbin points out.

“Yeah hyung last time you tried to work with her here it took like a week longer to get the song done.” Han agrees.

Chan notices you cringe just a bit at Han referring to you as “her”, running his hands through your hair to comfort you a bit before leaning down and whispering to you.

“Do you want to tell them? Should I?”

“You please… I can’t do it all again myself today.”

Chan clears his throat before speaking up over Han and Changbin who had moved on to some other random topic.

“Actually, Hannie it’s them, not her.”

“Huh?” Han had completely forgotten anything he’d said more than 30 seconds before

“You said her, referring to y/n. They actually use they/them pronouns now.” He tells them.

“Oh, sorry y/n!” Han smiles

“Cool, good to know.” Changbin says before they move back to their conversation.

You smile, hiding your whole face in Chan’s chest, just so overjoyed that your boyfriend loves you exactly as you are, and his friends are cool with it too. You know he’ll take care of you and protect you no matter what against anyone and it makes you feel so safe and warm inside.

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[ach-sss-no]

I've been tagged by @pazithigallifreya ! There's no one I can think of offhand to tag so just do it if you want to

1 How many works do you have on AO3? Aaahhh, well, the official number appears to be 5. I have some scattered orphans out there somewhere.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 262,523. Officially. If you were to track down everything I've orphaned it might go up a bit.

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Good sir, I only have written five fanfictions, so I'll just stick to the top one

Schrodinger's Hobbit

Ah yes, the one that was posted on a regular schedule and has characters people care about in the tags, giving readers a ghost of a chance to discover it and give it a 'well it's about gollum but I'm desperate for pippin' click

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

In theory, yes. In practice, if I don't reply to a comment as soon as I see it, I sometimes forget to go back and reply because I've tricked myself into thinking I already have. Because I usually reply right away, you see.

Fortunately I do eventually see the comment as unreplied to in my inbox and circle back to it.

However, sometimes if there's no question posed and a simple 'thank you' doesn't seem to apply I honestly can't think of an answer and will just appreciate the person in silence.

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Uh, well, there's... oh, there's this one that's orphaned somewhere on AO3! it ends with Gollum learning how to eat people

I think I also wrote something once where it ended on a guy going 'oh no I am going to go insane just like my mother' but I don't know if it still exists anywhere.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Maybe Schrodinger's Hobbit? It ends with Aragorn saying 'Gollum isn't going to jail and we're just going to keep him' which is a happy ending from one point of view (Gollum's)

I usually just stop writing stories at the point where they stop being interesting.

7. Do you write crossovers?

The answer is no except for the time I did a crossover webcomic between two games no one cares about.

The first really ambitious fanfiction project I did was some kind of three way crossover with tons of canon/oc shipping and it was so bad.

Also there's a thing on my account that's technically a crossover but it's between Disney properties, which are already just one big lump.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

There's a TVTropes page out there with people railing about how bad my ambitious fanfiction project with tons of canon/oc shipping was. I am not going to find it for you.

In terms of comments, no, except for the one time I wrote a shipfic in a particularly eccentric fandom. People got bad about that. Oddly enough the people who liked the ship were the ones that got mad. Failed step one.

I've never gotten hate on AO3. (Not yet! 👀) Only the wild west of fanfiction.net and TVtropes.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do not.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so. I don't monitor for that, though.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I've had some people get permission from me to do translations, but they never told me if they posted anything.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Ahhhh I used to years and years ago. I think one co-written thing is still floating about somewhere on ff.net.

I wouldn't be opposed to trying it again one day if I met someone with a compatible writing style and the circumstances were right, but it's not something I'm seeking out.

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

I guess I'm not really that into shipping. Sometimes a ship will catch my interest enough to produce content but there are none I currently find interesting enough to claim as a favorite.

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

If I haven't finished it by now, I don't want to ;)

15. What are your writing strengths?

I don't feel well-equipped to judge my own work, so I will go off of what other people have said about me, which is always a great method for determining your self-concept.

A bunch of different people have said independently of each other that I'm good at characterization and dialog, so it's probably at least partially true.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Oh I don't know how to write a plot.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

There are so many different ways that could be done that this question feels too general to answer.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Lilo & Stitch. Almost 20 years ago now! The Internet has changed a LOT since then.

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

I'd like to try writing original fiction- wait, come back! Come back!

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh, now, that's hardly fair. You expect me to READ these things?

#long post #ramble

[m-jelly]

Can I request a Levi x reader love story based on the song "Nancy Maulligan" sing by Ed Sheeran. Another part of the song is that reader is from Marley and Levi is obviously in Eldian.

I already requested this to another writer in Wattpad but I wanna see the others perspective of writing this.

So, I don't like Ed Sheeran (I know a lot of people would be upset with this, I just don't like his stuff.) I have read the song over and over and I will try and follow the plot of it? I'll try my best and I'm sorry if I don't do a good job.

@kenkopanda-art <3

I'm gonna marry the woman I love.

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Canon world, romance, falling in love, cute, fluff, slight forbidden love? happy ending, proposals, timeskips.

Concept: While in Marley investigating the enemy land, Levi takes one of the scouts to the hospital. He meets you, a sweet nurse who is helping out the soldiers. Levi keeps coming back to see you in his time in Marley and takes you on dates. Levi eventually tells you who he is and assumes you want him gone, but instead, you want to run away with him. Levi runs off with you to Paradis and gets you a job at the orphanage as the nurse there. As time goes on, you marry Levi and have children with him. You both grow old together and have many grandkids.

Levi dragged Connie along to the hospital with blood trickling from his nose and lip. "Tch, I told you to slow down."

Connie whined. "Sorry, Captain."

He shoved Connie inside the hospital and saw a few people inside. He huffed in annoyance at having to look after Connie. He looked over to a nurse walking over and felt his heart stop. He flushed red as you laughed at a little kid and ruffled his hair. He gulped hard when you walked over to him.

You smiled softly as you felt a flutter in your chest. "Hello, how can I help?"

Levi cleared his throat. "I uh...my friend here hurt himself. He fell over."

You cupped Connie's face and inspected it. "I don't feel anything broken." You grabbed your medical things and started cleaning his face up. "Let me see if you need stitches." You pulled back and smiled. "No, nothing too bad. You're lucky. You must have thick bones."

"Tch, thick head."

You laughed. "I'm sure he's a smart kid."

Levi blushed. "Don't encourage him."

You smiled softly and bandaged Connie up. "Well, he's very brave."

Connie grinned. "I'm brave!"

Levi watched Connie run off. "Thank you."

You smiled at him. "My pleasure. You are a good father figure, it's rare to find that."

He felt nervous as you gazed at him. "Ah, well umm...I look after a fair few of them."

You hummed. "You must be busy them."

He saw you looked a little sad. "Oh, well, sometimes but I still have spare time."

"Great." You hummed. "So, I get off in an hour."

He blushed hard. "I'll um...maybe see you. I'm Levi."

You gave your name before waving and walking off. "See you soon."

Levi smiled a little to himself and made his way around the shops. He saw the scouts going off with a group of people camping outside of town again. He left them to it and decided to go see you. Levi would see you every single day. He would take you on all kinds of dates and have you laughing so hard.

Gentle touches became hand holding. Soft squeezes became long hugs. Longing gazes turned to loving kisses. Shy words became declarations of love. As your love grew stronger, Levi's guilt grew.

He held you with one arm as he looked out at the ocean with you. He sighed and said your name. "I have a confession to make."

You pulled back a bit and looked at your lover. "What's wrong?"

He sighed. "I am not from here. I'm from Paradis. I know you'll hate me and that's okay, but know that every moment with you has been the best of my life. I love and adore you. If I had a choice, I'd take you back to Paradis with me if you wanted, but knowing the truth that I'm one of those devils I can't imagine you'd want to."

You held Levi's hands and smiled. "I love you. I love you with everything in my heart and soul. You are no devil. You are a wonderful man who I adore and want to spend the rest of my life with. I want to go with you."

"Really?"

You nodded. "When do we leave."

He frowned. "But what about your father?"

You sighed. "My father has never liked you and he certainly won't like that you're from Paradis. I know I love you and I'm an adult. I want to go with you."

He smiled softly at you. "You mean it?"

You nodded. "Yes."

He kissed you and smiled as his worries washed away. "Let's go."

"When do we leave?"

"Tonight."

You giggled and ran with him. "Exciting!"

Levi ran with you to the waiting ship. He pulled you close and talked to you about the dreams he had for you both. He guided you around Paradis and showed you the beauty of the countryside there. He found a little home for you both and would come home every single day to see you. He found you the perfect job at the orphanage as a nurse.

You and Levi grew closer and he told you all about the history of Paradis and why they fought. You understood that there was a war for no reason. You liked the people of Paradis and you loved the island as well. You especially loved Levi who was supposed to be a devil. You liked his friends and you were happy you moved.

Levi would take you all over on your days off and on his own. He would often take you horse riding. He'd hold you as he took control of the horse. He would take you to the most beautiful places you've ever seen.

You held Levi as he led the horse to a nice little spot. He helped you off first and jumped off after. You smiled softly at him as he grabbed the bags. "What do you have planned?"

He blushed a little. "Just something nice."

"Oh yeah?"

He nodded and walked with you to a little spot by the lake and flowers. He lay a blanket down and helped you to sit down. "Yes."

You smiled and took your cup from him with tea. "Thank you."

He leaned over and kissed you. "I'm glad you came with me. I know it's been a while since we left, but I still am thankful for it every single day."

You blushed a little. "I am too. I know that without you I would be lonely over there."

He smiled softly before he started blushing again. "I umm." He put his hand in his pocket and held out a little box. "I have something to ask you."

You knew very well what he was going to ask because of the box. "Levi."

He opened it to show you a gold ring. "I love you more than anything in this world." He said your name softly. "Will you marry me?"

Your cheeks burned. "Yes."

Levi's face lit up as his hope as his dreams came true. He slipped the ring on your finger before kissing your hand. "I love you so much."

You giggled and hugged him. "I love you too."

He dragged his bag closer and opened it to show you the food he'd made. He handed you some and smiled. "To us."

You nibbled your food and hummed in delight. "To us."

He shuffled closer and kissed you. "I'm so happy. I can't wait to marry you."

You put the food to one side and wrapped your arms around Levi. You pulled him down onto you and kissed him over and over. You smiled at him and hummed. "I can feel you getting excited."

He blushed a little. "Sorry."

"I love it. You know I love it."

He gulped. "We're outside. Are you sure?"

You nodded. "Yes." You giggled. "Besides, I would rather much like to have kids."

He hummed a laugh and tapped his forehead against yours. "Me too."

You and Levi reminded each other of your love. You married fast with the friends you had left. You welcomed your first baby into the world before Eren went off to Marley again. When Levi returned to you, you conceived your second child. You didn't see Levi much during the rumbling and feared the worst, but deep down you knew he would return to you and your babies.

When the war was over, your husbands came back to you looking very tired and hurt. You showered him with all your love and gave him the best medical treatment. You thought he'd be a broken man, but he was determined and strong. Levi made it his goal to walk and run with his kids. Soon after him had a stronger spark, you welcomed more and more children until you had five sons and three daughters.

Your children grew into wonderful people, all working hard to make the world a better place. All of them had the Levi Ackerman spark in them. All of your sweet children got married and had their own precious kids making you and Levi grandparents. Levi became a silver fox of a man and won many hearts. You became a sweet energetic grandma who baked a lot.

You pulled another pie out of the oven and set it down. You looked over to the backdoor to see Levi limp inside. "Everything alright dear?"

He nodded and plopped a basket on the table. "Just getting some of our harvest in."

You smiled. "Looks perfect."

He walked over to you, his grey hair framing his face making him look stunning. He may have been a grandad, but he still looked handsome and young. He pulled you close and kissed you. "You look perfect."

"Thank you."

He looked at the table. "Oh, pie."

You moved it away from him. "I've just taken it out of the oven. Plus, it's for the kids and grandkids."

Levi gasped. "I knew there was something in the air. The Ackerman army is coming."

You laughed. "That's right."

He hummed a little and smiled. "I miss them you know? I miss the crying, the cuddles, the bedtime stories."

"Before you ask for a baby, I am too old."

He wrapped you up in his arms and started squeezing you in all the right places. "How about we practice?"

You giggled. "You know I love practising for a baby."

He nipped your shoulder. "Me too." He pulled away and looked at the front door when he heard a comotion. "They're here."

"I'm ready for my babies!"

Levi threw open the front door and grinned. "My brats!"

#levi ackerman #levi #aot levi #snk levi #fanfic #aot fanfiction #levi fanfiction #levi x you #levi x y/n #aot x you #captain levi #levi x reader #attack on titan #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi fluff #levi ackerman fluff #jelly fanfics

[detroitbecomeonline]

Hello to a bunch of my new followers! My name is Trinity and I'd like to run through some of what my blog supports, my opinions, and other stuff. Feel free to message me anytime or you can lurk like the little goblins you are >:)

I reblog a lot of art, comics, and memes. I like to interpret canon by analysing specific choices on a timeline based on the end outcome. Basically that means I believe a character is canonically horrible, nice, cute, a killer, a saviour, etc. all simutaneously. If you have a take, I probably have evidence to support it even if I don't like it LMAO

My favourite character is Connor because he (apart from Hank) is the only character with strong internal conflict (and I go feral over characters with internal conflict). I enjoy Rose and Adam's interpersonal conflicts with each other, I love Hank and Connor's interpersonal conflict (probably for the same reasons as everyone else: it's funny af), and I found the relationship development between North and Markus rushed and disappointing.

I don't really hardcore romantic-ship anything, but I enjoy a bit of simarkus, and mainly reed900. Reed900 is so, so horrible that it makes me laugh. Make android-racist kiss the upgraded version of the android he hates most. A well-deserved punishment lmaooooo 💀 Also I love the fanon dynamics it's too good.

I like to ship Hank and Connor as father and son because that's such a vibe to me!!! Most of the time, hankcon makes me uncomfortable because of this, but I'm vibing and it's okay if you like to interpret their relationship the romantic way. (Multiple timeline brain, after all^.) I keep the hankcon hashtag hidden but sometimes I sneak a peak hoping it's a funny comic alskdhskjdhd I used to get jumpscared by hankcon because I interpret them as father and son, but nowadays I look at it and go "ah yes, not My timeline" and travel back through the wormhole whence I came 🥴 I can still appreciate some of the art tho!! Btw I'm chill if you tag my some of my stuff as hankcon I don't care 💅

I like to see the RKs as brothers in one universe, but I don't mind the RK ships in another universe. These ships are like a true neutral for me, but the brothers is preferred :) I think I just like family dynamics lmao

I dislike the main fanon interpretations of Sixty, but I do love the memes of him being a dumbass. I like memes of any character being a dumbass. It makes my dumb ass feel less of a dumb. Also it's funny

I REALLY love meta and analysis. I soak that up like a sponge. I love when people throw essays at me or a ramble comes across my feed. I love it so much. Analyse the symbolism!!! Do it do it!!! I will lick the screen like an RK800 I don't care I am Normal about proper good analysis.

I don't really read much fic and if I say I'm going to read something, give me about 1 business month. (I'm not exaggerating I'm so sorry.) I'm more of a content creator than consumer, so I spend my free time making stuff and then I consume when my brain needs to chill out or the guilt gets too strong.

You can find all the stuff I create on my pinned content master post. <3

Once again, feel free to message me or throw me posts but if there is one thing that tops it all: If you find any content of Connor suffering, I require it to live. That's my oxygen. If Connor is reduced to nothing but his entrails on a table and a CPU propped up on a stand, I will be so happy LOL sorry Connor. Get shot homie

Bonus: The PM700 is cool as hell and I have a blondman crush on the WR600 who gave Kara directions to Zlatko's 💀👌

Bonus bonus: Mega crush on Connor too!!! Also I love Zlatko's monsters ok I'll shut up now

#mine #dbh #ramble

[she-daemon]

Nero x Fem Reader - Preview

By: User_1

Its a work in progress but I wanted to make a small sneak peek

-------------NSFW Disclaimer---------------

Tags/Warnings: Fem dom, Nero sub (lmk if there's anything else)

~~~~~~~~~ He reached into the drawer and you heard the familiar noise of a tinfoil packet tearing. "Fuck, I hate wearing these." "I know Nero, but it's just for today. I won't forget the pill next time" You flash him a mischievous grin. The suggestion of a "next time" always made Nero perk up. "Let me make it up to you". ~~~~~~~~

"Hah!" You gasped as Nero pinned you against the wall. His hot tounge invaded your mouth, saliva wetting your lips. Without using his hands, he angled your head further upward to deepen the kiss. He lead his hands down your body, grasping your thighs, digging his nails into your ass. Nero always loved the youthful give of your flesh, finding the soft resistance arousing. Lifting your thigh to grind against you, Nero buried his face into your neck, already hard as hell. Feeling his warm, needy breathing against your neck, you barely managed to utter a word. "Ah! Careful, the wall hurts." You said as Nero maintained his achingly slow - but strong - friction. Nero hummed a soft "mhm", barely acknowledging your words. Unable to stop yourself from slowly hitching higher and higher up Nero's hips, you quickly needed to think of a way to ease off the wall. Forcibly collecting your thoughts was difficult thanks to Nero's growing erection, but you whispered a quick "not here" into Nero's ear. Nero stopped, pulling back from you, noticeably disappointed.

~~~~~~~~

For all you pervy little fem doms out there nero x fem dom - boots - kinky - 50 shades of grey role reversal

You walked into the garage, where Nero was hunched over by Nico's van, working on one of the wheels. "Y/N?" Nero called, not turning to see the source of the footsteps. "Show me." "Hm?" Nero slightly looked over his shoulder, not entirely leaving what he was preoccupied with. You looked down at him, eyes unwavering. "Show me how you masturbate." You quipped. "Huh?" Caught off-guard, Nero whipped around to make eye contact to make sure he heard you correctly. As he tried to decipher your face, you kept your face stern, revealing nothing. "I want to see you cum Nero. I won't repeat myself again." Nero's eyes widened as he began to process everything, taking in your jet black, thigh high leather boots with erotically tall heels. The sight of your attire changed something in his eyes, and you saw the corner of his mouth perk up. Nero started getting up, ready to sweep you into his arms and run upstairs, but you swiftly stopped him. "No." You said. "Let me see you kneel." Eyeing you warily, he nodded ever so slightly and obeyed. You looked him over as he shifted himself onto his knees, his face intently watching yours, wondering what comes next. "Hmm. Now that's a sight for sore eyes. A girl could stare all day long." "How about all night long?" Nero suddenly broke his shy silence and flashed a mischievous grin. Jumping to his feet and scooping you up, he kicked the door open and ran up the stairs. Entering the bedroom, he dropped you onto the bed as he used up the last of his breath. "Aww come on Nero, you were supposed to play along. What am I going to do now that you broke the rules?" Rules? We never made any rules, you realized. This was the first time anything like this, anything kinky was ever introduced between the two of you. It had always been simple vanilla.

~~~~~~~

Well, that's all I've got so far... I'll keep working on these later. Hope u liked it?

#dmc5 nero #devil may cry #smut #nero x reader #nero sparda

[lightyearssurrogatedaddy]

Should I make a New Year's appreciation post too? Cus I saw someone else do it.

Idkkk this year was pretty wack, I met God for five seconds, met God again, improved my art, bawled like a baby, had sixteen sexuality awakenings before I decided to go unlabeled, and met some pretty incredible people that I plan on canibalistically consuming.

Started last year hating myself and crying, started this year feeling grumpy but that's prolly just because I woke up early today. I learned this terrible, terrible fact that I'm allowed to be loved and I spear fought that for a good few months ngl.

Learned that being cringe is awesome

Learned how to write

Learned that people are more terrifying than what I previously anticipated but that just makes me love them even more

I know the meaning of life (no I don't) (I've scraped it up to "fuck around and find out" and I suggest it as s tier advice) (actually no I don't)

Learned how to make a boiled potato (singular)

Life's pretty cool I didn't expect this at all. It threw me a curveball at half time and I got all my teeth knocked out. It's been a weird experience so far, I think I, did that thing, yk that thing humans do, yeah I think I shed a few cells and grew a little bit. Whoa. Crazy.

I learned that in hindsight this post doesn't really matter, but that's not gunna stop ME from giving a smooch to everyone I love. They like, changed the way I exist. I don't remember feeling this loved and thought of before, it's eerie, really eerie.

Learned how to like myself even a tiny bit, because of all of you. I owe you a lot.

(am I allowed to tag people?) (Sorry I'm still borderline new at this) (I don't wanna bother anyone with my silliness) (maybe I'll just say your names instead of tagging you and hope it magically summons you) (or maybe I won't)

@crunchontoast (for yk, everything. If I even attempt to write it all out we'll be here for days. Summing it up feels inadequate but I realize that I don't have to explain anything in a post to strangers online. Cus you already know and that's awesome)

@karineverse (for being a real one and listening to me ramble. Helping me figure out shapes for characters. You're a silly sills)

@fl0w3rg0at (for being one of my besties for almost three years at this point, I think. Whoa yeah. And for sticking with me through all my crappy phases)

I'm feeling awkward I hate emotions (‼️‼️‼️)

My Mom (thank you mom. ✨How did you survive me✨)

My Cousin (for getting me Hollow Knight for Christmas. And also for texting me once per year) (a real one fr)

My Cat (for giving me snuggles when I most needed it)

I wanna tag Tacol0ser can I tag Tacol0ser? Anyways (for being the silly guy in my Ao3 comments section and giving me bursts of confidence. You're cool)

My Bestie Since 1st Grade (for being like a sister to me, our lives are pretty rough and I'm glad we have each other. Let's hold hands and go downtown for pizza again)

Oh sorry did you expect more people? My b most of them are off Tumblr. Anyways I tried tell me when to delete this cus my nerves are getting the best of me.

Ah wait and thanks for Tumblr for giving me a shitton of new memes to bother folks with.

#lsd's bullshit

[tsunderesalty]

20 Questions for Writers

Thank you for the tag, @mrsmungus and @oceangirl24! Sorry I'm late on this!

❣️How many works do you have on AO3?

109, as of today! A whole lot of very varied fics with multiple genres, tropes, and fandoms and ships! I've been working on a lot of OC stuff as of late, and that's become a decent chunk of my fics. Well, if you consider 1/20th a decent chunk XD

❣️What is your total AO3 word count?

I swear I did not plan on this happening, I didn't stall for time just to reach this number, but my exact word count is 420,000!

❣️What fandoms do you write for?

Ah, fuck, there's a lot! Off the top of my head (because I'm too lazy to check Ao3), I'm trying to do more DC, Jujutsu Kaisen, One Piece, Demon Slayer, Chainsaw Man, Attack on Titan, Marvel, and OC stuff!

❣️What are your top five fics by kudos?

Skull Signs - 553 kudos

Just Accept It - 525 kudos

Penguin Promise - 413 kudos

What Hurt Brings - 378 kudos

Putting Down The Book - 353 kudos

❣️Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try my best to respond to comments, but sometimes I let them slip and fall under an avalanche that I'm too tired to dig myself out of.

❣️What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Last Words, cuz it straight up is just bad ending through and through. Even the happy moment is sad.

❣️What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A Wooden Castellan, maybe? Just some good ole birthday fluff!

❣️Do you get hate on your fic?

Hate on my fics? No. Hate because of my fics? Yes. We all met Evil Anon way too many times.

❣️Do you write smut?

Eh, a bit. It's not really my forte, and tbh there are times where I feel pretty left out because I see so many people writing smut and having fun with it and I'm just like "...I can't do that. I don't really write smut."

Gah, sorry for whining

❣️Do you write crossovers?

I think I have two crossovers?

A Detroit: Become Human x Wenclair fic I did by myself and a Ace Attorney x SCP that I'm writing with my best friend, @axolotlsupremacyowo!

❣️Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, and I honestly don't see why anyone would want to.

❣️Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but @mrsmungus did do a podfic for me, which I absolutely love! (She also sends me voice messages where she sings really nice songs amazingly, even if she doesn't think so!)

❣️Have you ever co-written a fic?

Yes!

As I mentioned above, I co-wrote a fic with @axolotlsupremacyowo, but that's one of three! We did a thing last week where we started fics by ourselves, then swapped them with the other person to finish them! It was so much fun and I can't wait to do it again!

❣️What's your all-time favorite ship?

To be perfectly honest....I have zero clue. I have a lot of ships that I love, and I would struggle to pick out a favorite!

❣️What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Ah, I wanted to finish an old MHA fic from...January of last year, I think, but I doubt I'll ever return to it at this rate. It's just not on my to-do list.

❣️What are your writing strengths?

Oh great, here we go! Ugh. Well, I'd say dialogue and characterization is something I'm pretty great at.

❣️What are your writing weaknesses?

Low confidence, honestly. I don't write well because I don't think I will write well. It's a problem.

❣️Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I do my best to avoid it, because I really don't know any words in any other language! If I find myself needing to do it: I write it like this.

"Random phrase!" [Character] said in [Language].

❣️First fandom you wrote for?

My Hero Academia.

❣️Favorite fic you've ever written?

Not choosing. You can't make me.

#questions and answers #writers questions #writers answer #fanfiction